Erotica: Wild Ride: 8 Erotic Stories Collection

By Sapna Patel

She smiled, she really wanted him so bad, but didn’t want to rash into anything.
They had just met and their story seemed to go wrong at any time.
After careful consideration she decided to finally tell him the truth “I like you too,” she said trying to avoid his eyes.
He placed her gently on the bed and then whispered in her ear, “Relax and let me take care of you” She obeyed and again let him take control.

8 Erotic Short Stories Collection.

1. Romantic Weekend
2. Jean’s Wedding Night
3. Billionaire Boss
4. Seduced by Roommate’s Bestie
5. My Best Friend’s Neighbor
6. A High School Reunion
7. Angela’s Birthday
8. First Love

For Mature Audiences Only (18+)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sapna Patel
• Release date: Sep 2, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005224295

Sapna Patel

Sapna Patel

Book preview

Romantic Weekend

Sultry in her mid 40’s, Cassandra Evans strode across the pink sands of Puerto de Santa Elena. Baby waves chasing her feet as little bubbles wet the hem of her flimsy green chiffon summer dress. She happened to be awake earlier than usual today. 

The sweet scent of the sea breeze gently blew into the fully opened window of their beach cabin and brushed her awake. She took the chance to go walking along the shoreline alone. 

She has longed for this moment. After her divorce three years back, Cassandra was married to Brandon Newman, A filthy rich executive who always played boss to anyone, anywhere and anytime. 

Cassandra thought that sometimes, her husband Brandon’s presence was suffocating. 

She always wanted to find room for her solitude and seek her inner self. 

As she was walking, fishermen in the neighborhood humbly smiled at the goddessly likeness of her.  

She smiled back with thoughts playing in her mind. 

Let him just sleep all he wants, I want to be alone for a while. 

At the far end of the pinkish shoreline is a small cove encroached in massive white rocks. From a bird’s eye it is shaped like female genitalia. 

Cassandra walked halfway into it and found a perfect spot to recline, positioning herself facing the little waves, allowing the morning sun kiss her white skin. 

As she lay there, she thought it was a marvelous place to make love.

Back in the cabin, voices of a couple arguing echoed through the bamboo walls. 

Their neighbour Harvey was exchanging a heavy argument with his girlfriend about an alleged seductive message on the latter’s phone inbox. 

Harvey had whirled Morgan’s phone out the window in rage.

Who do you think you’re fooling? I know a kinky message from a friendly one! Tell me who the hell is fucking around with you other than me! 

He accused her as a hoar and bad mouthed each other.

Harvey caught Morgan by the waist, trying to stop her as she was about to go pick the phone outside. 

Let me go! 

Morgan wrestled herself from his arms but he was too strong until the girl was already locked in, sniffing Harvey’s scent, undeniably irresistible. 

Morgan surrendered to her captor, letting her voluptuous curves hang over those mighty arms.

She just closed her eyes permitting him to devour her. 

Both their anger have subsided as the feel of their skin rubbing against each other ignited heat. 

Harvey threw his partner on the bed and pulled off the short skirt that was loosening earlier. 

Morgan caught Harvey’s arm and pulled him on her top. 

You don’t do that to me again Harvey, I’m warning you.

Their wet lips met and made clicking sound as their salivary glands excreted liquid from their mouths. 

Cassandra watched from a distance, loving how Harvey handled the girlfriend. She smiled remembering how much toxic relationships had the very best sex. She knew because she had been caught up in a few herself. She loved how the two were so much in love with each other but their insecurities got the better of them. 

Watching them reminded her of the sex she had with her husband, it was not as hot neither was it as stimulating. She drew in the sea air and decided to walk on and be alone with her thoughts.

Coming back from her dream walk, Cassandra happened to pass by their room in an attempt to get to her .room from the back door 

The sexual sounds were too loud for her not to hear from outside. Cassandra paused for a moment searching the source of such titillating noise. 

Envy gripped her heart at the thought of how good Morgan must have been getting serviced and this made her very disturbed in the least expected way. She found herself thinking of getting some  herself and thought of where her husband must be but doubted he would please her like she needed at that time.

Thankful that Brandon was no longer in bed. Cassandra saw the sticky pad with a note saying that he has gone to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee, wondering where his wife had gone.

There was no other food service in Puerto de Santa Elena than the cafeteria so she would absolutely know where to find him. 

However, all the food you can ask for are served in that small cafeteria. 

From American to European or even Asian food and drinks, the cafeteria is a generous hole. 

Cassandra took a brisk morning shower and slipped on a skinny short pants and shirt. 

She headed to the cafeteria to join Brandon for breakfast. He was sitting where Cassandra could easily see him.

"Hey there you are, lovey. Just where have you been all morning? 

He flashed his usual wide smile as his wife walked in. Hugged her and kissed her on the nape slightly licking on it. His hand squeezed her round behind as he ushered her to a chair. 

Just walked around for some fresh sea breeze, darling. I didn’t have to wake you up; you deserve the peaceful rest, don’t you?

Cassandra sticks out her tongue to lick back her husband on the lips. 

"Come on, hurry up guys. Brandon saw his neighbor coming.

Harvey and Morgan arrived in few minutes clasping each other’s waist. 

As though they hadn’t argued just a while back. 

Good morning Brandon. How are you Cassandra?

As the younger couple approached, Cassandra felt her cheeks turn red, remembering what she just saw while walking. She had completeyly forgotten that her husband had invited them to a morning brunch.

Oh. Everything is just wonderful.Cassandra smiled at them and asked what they want for brunch. 

So what do you want guys? It’s really nice in here, they’ve got really good food.

The two have ordered sunny side up and Cole slaw, while she chose a lighter fruit special over her husband’s heavy jumbo burger. 

They never seemed to agree with the same thing. They are two opposing poles at almost everything but sex. As though the reason for their marriage was mainly for sex.

Brandon, at 49, has acquired a couple of estates, nice cars and a huge enterprise manned by over a thousand workforces. 

He was the envy of most of his business contemporaries. Giving him the sole right to marry an ex-fashion model. 

But the whirlwind romance seems to go wayward with some personality issues. 

The aggressive business tycoon loved his wife too much that the marriage became a one-way traffic kind of relationship. 

Brandon did all the decisions for his wife like a puppet that he owned alone.  Nevertheless, sex was there to save their marriage. 

Moreover, that island vacation was another way to make their sexual relationship run further.

On that sunny afternoon, Morgan decided to plunge alone into the blue. 

Harvey trusted her swimming expertise. 

She was better than him when it comes to that sport. Morgan was the champion of the women’s swimming team in their University. 

It was scalding hot so she managed to throw herself into the deep to cool down. 

She swam like a mermaid seemingly born with gills rather than lungs. 

The deep blue always made love to her more that Harvey did. 

Surely, she would like to spend the whole afternoon swimming. 

I drive myself an hour to the office. I don’t need pesky damn chauffeurs to take me anywhere. 

Brandon found an audience for bragging his riches at the cafeteria’s small bar. 

There he talked with fellow vacationers with the same business