ElleVentures: The Auction

By Elle Vanzel

Ian knew Elle would never be able to comply with Carrie's command not to orgasm. It was the plan all along. And now, Elle would be paying for her failure by serving another man for a week.

As Rita helped prepare Elle for the auction, the mix of nerves, fear, and titillation she felt were almost overwhelming. As she considered the possibility of spending an entire sinful weekend with someone else, all the while knowing that Ian would be with Carrie, was she prepared to give her body – and perhaps her soul – to the highest bidder?

ElleVentures: The Auction is the second book in the ElleVentures series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elle Vanzel
• Release date: Jun 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005502072

Elle Vanzel

Elle is a happily married, bisexual, curvy sexual experimenter who has always wanted to write erotica. Her stories are a mix of experience, fantasy, and research.Elle travels full-time and lives in a variety of places throughout the year, making herself at home wherever she goes.Mostly, she lives on Twitter.

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Content Notes

Out of respect for the many people who suffer from some form of PTSD or would otherwise be impacted by the content of this story, I'm making these notes available to anyone who wishes to review them prior to reading this book. While some readers might consider these warnings 'spoilers,' they in no way impact the telling of the story or your enjoyment of it.

ElleVentures: The Auction contains the following:

Content of an adult nature; designed for readers over the age of 18. Purchase of this book is restricted.

Use of bad language.

Several graphic scenes of sexuality and nudity.

Violence in the form of consensual BDSM scenes.

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This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters in the book are real, and nothing of the action in this book is based on real events.

ElleVentures: The Auction

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Rita untied my arms. We have to get you ready for the auction, she said.

I looked up at her, my eyes wide. 

You’d forgotten about that, hadn’t you? Rita asked. 

I nodded, feeling nervous as I looked around the room and followed Rita down the hall to prepare.

The mix of nerves, fear, and titillation I felt were almost overwhelming, as I considered the possibility of spending an entire sinful weekend with someone else, all the while knowing that Ian would be with Carrie. Was I prepared to give my body – and perhaps my soul – to the highest bidder?

The Auction

As I once again followed Rita back to the lavish bathroom, I couldn’t help but replay the night in my head, something I would likely do for many, many nights to come (and to cum). 

I felt so lucky to have a husband like Ian, who not only enjoyed fulfilling my desires but who truly got off on watching me be ravaged by other men. 

This adventure had become for us as much of an exploration of our carnal appetites as it was a stepping-stone for Ian to enjoy the temptation of a girlfriend. 

The first time Ian ever watched me give a blowjob to someone else, it was a friend of his from high school who just happened to be in town visiting. We had been drinking Tequila, and one thing led to another. Neither one of us back then had really even talked about whether or not it was something we wanted to happen. 

It actually started out with a joke. We were all fairly loose from the Tequila, and Joe was talking about how long it had been since he’d had any action. He and his wife had divorced the year before and he had been quite deprived. 

Jokingly, Ian said, I’ll share Elle. She gives great blowjobs.

I giggled. But Joe unzipped his pants, mostly in jest, and said, Hell yeah!

Ian and I looked at each other. He gave the slightest nod, and it was clear that we both were okay with it happening. 

It definitely shocked Joe when I got on my knees in front of him and pulled his cock the rest of the way out of his pants. Between his shock and the Tequila, I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to get him hard, let alone get him off. 

But I wrapped my mouth around him, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock and gently sucking. I was delighted to feel him grow in my mouth as he let out a groan. 

Before long, his cock had hardened, and I could taste the first drops of precum as they oozed from the tip.

With another groan he grabbed the back of my head, thrusting his hips up to fuck my mouth. As I whimpered in pleasure, I felt Ian kneel behind me. Sliding my pants down and out of his way, he unzipped his jeans and pushed his already hard cock into my pussy. Each of Ian’s thrusts pushed me forward enough that Joe’s cock hit the back of my throat. Joe was fully riveted by the sensation of fucking my mouth, and I relaxed into it and let them both have their way.

Joe was loud and I loved his groaning almost as much as the intense growl he managed as he grabbed a handful of my hair, stiffened his legs, and shot his cum down my throat. Ian was only a few short thrusts behind him, climaxing, no doubt, from watching his friend fuck my mouth with such depravity. 

What was so funny about