Tell Me Everything

By Crème Brûlée

In her steamy new book Tell Me Everything, erotica author Crème Brûlée takes us inside her sexy world where carnal experimentation is what's on the menu. C.B. is a successful open-minded businesswoman who serves as a lifestyle priestess and confessor for her friend Danny. Danny's marriage has lost its pizazz, and C.B. encourages him to accept the advances of a nymphomaniac colleague. The lustful result is a confession you will never forget. C.B.'s erotic journey validates her belief that what happens behind closed doors is a delicious adventure we should all embrace and never regret.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crème Brûlée
• Release date: Sep 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005121037

Crème Brûlée

I believe in a life filled with beauty, friendship, and the celebration of our intimate experiences. Each day we are offered the opportunity to turn the dull into the memorable, and to grow in the process. The art of conversation is a constant in my daily life. I seek pleasure in all its manifestations. Sex is paramount in my pleasure paradigm, luscious and ripe with possibilities. Follow my stories as I push the envelope of a hedonistic existence.

Book preview

Tell Me Everything

Crème Brûlée

Distributed by Smashwords

Copyright 2020 by Créme Brûlée

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

All rights for this ebook are reserved under the International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. No part of this book may be reproduced and distributed outside of the permission granted to Smashwords by the author.

This book is a work of fiction. All characters and situations exist only in the mind of the author. The sexually explicit scenes are intended for adults only.

Discover these other titles by Créme Brûlée

Doctor Sexton and Miss Insatiable

A High Class Problem

Créme Brûlée’s Black Book of Sexy Living

Alien Gigolos

Table of Contents

Chapter One: Lifestyle Priestess

Chapter Two: The First Taste

Chapter Three: Sex Chat Society

Chapter Four: Bad Both Ways

About Crème Brûlée

Chapter One

Lifestyle Priestess

Do your friends tell you their secrets? 

My friends tell me.

I am a confidante, a secret confessor. Darling reader, the passionate encounters, luscious afternoon delights, and erotic infidelities all have a price if we hold them inside. When we give in to temptation and behave contrary to our normally responsible and logical nature, we need a person to listen and sympathize with our transgressions. We need a lifestyle priestess who will sooth our guilt away. We need to unburden ourselves to a nonjudgmental friend. I am that friend.

My outward appearance and demeanor are one of class, calm, empathy, and non-judgement. I am five foot four inches with dark hair and eyes. My beauty developed slowly, brought to bud like a many petaled rose. I am of mixed race, Spanish, Caucasian, and French, born and raised in the gorgeous state of Oregon. An Asian neighbor babysat me and taught me songs in Chinese. My childhood home was a jumble of languages, laughter, and family dinners. This may be why I love culture and languages and learn them quickly. Language is like sex. It enhances pleasure when we cast aside inhibitions and seek a novel experience. Learning a new language opens us up to what we don’t know.

In my youth I wished to be an academic and attend Oxford. I excelled in school and spent more time riding my horse than worrying whether the dumb as dirt football captain thought me pretty. In high school, a pilot program for Chinese distinguished my resume and helped me gain entry into Stanford. My first boyfriend may have popped my cherry, but I met my first genuine lover at Oxford. Sex performed as a rite of passage is not the same as erotic exploration. My lover opened my eyes to the many roles we play in life. My responsibility as a daughter, my dedication to my career, my passion for art, horses, jewelry and fashion, don’t interfere with my secret role as a successful author of erotic stories. My lovers are and have been both men and women and wonderfully creative in their tastes. After the glow of orgasm, we share much while arms and bodies lie entwined.

Listening is my greatest attribute and I am a trustworthy confidante. I maintain unwavering concentration when looking deeply into my friend’s eyes as they confess their sexy secrets. Tales of fellatio, anal obsession, and the deliciousness of a clit tasted for the first time are all here for you to share with me. I am not selfish, so why would I hold these stories in my head when my dear readers can enjoy them?

My role as priestess-confessor began innocently enough during my college years. My first voyeuristic peek into the lusty private lives of my business circle began at a Beverly Hills café. I work for a topnotch Los Angeles commercial realtor as their financial analyst. I spend weeks in the gorgeous sunshine of L.A., more time than I spend in my apartment in Portland, Oregon. I feel alive in California. The young lady my parents raised has disappeared with the unmatched underwear of my youth. In California, I frequent posh restaurants. I dress in elegant designer duds and mix with uber successful businesspeople who are easygoing and open-minded. I live in one of the company’s luxury condos when I am in L.A., a liberating experience since it isn’t in a family owned building down the street from my parents. My parents are proud of the accomplished woman they see on the surface, the one I present for family gatherings, but I am so much more. I have enjoyed both the penis and the pussy, traced my tongue along the breast of both men and women. There are so many delights to explore, and I welcome all. It is with this pleasure mindset that I became best friends with Danny, a top salesman at our mutual place of business.

Danny is a witty father of triplets. We will never have sex because we are best friends at work, and I do not mix business with lust. I am not surprised at Danny’s sexual frustration. Many men still cling to the idea that their wives should be a chef in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom. If he could choose, I know Danny would prefer takeout from the local Chinese restaurant if he could count on a romp in the sack with his wife. Don’t take my word for it, Danny is about to drop a story you will want to read more than once. 

Danny and I meet for lunch on a perfect Beverly Hills Friday. It has been a brutal week of meetings and appointments, and we are both staying in town for the weekend. Danny lives in northern California and is the sales manager for a large territory. We’re both tired, our brains need a rest. The question should be what entertainment is on the weekend agenda, and that’s what I expect to plan during lunch. There is a new restaurant recommended by our big boss, and a movie I’d love to see on Netflix. I know Danny well and I can tell he wants to talk. Really talk. Danny has a confession to make, and he steers the conversation away from movies and restaurants. I take a sip of my frozen margarita and lean in.

I need your advice. I’m bored. Sex with Julie is like sex with an ex nun. Missionary all the way, and she won’t suck my dick. He is on his second cocktail and blotches of red color his cheeks. I say nothing and let the silence hang between us. I told her she doesn’t have to swallow, but I love to have my dick sucked. Why won’t she do it? I work my ass off, and I give her everything. I know she’s tired, but our parents help, and I suggested two days in a four-star hotel. She can suck my dick in luxury.

I almost