Best Kept: ...The Secrets Behind Her Eyes

By Chastity

With a name like Chastity one would expect the pages of this book to be filled with good clean wholesome stories. They are good but far from clean and wholesome. Best Kept ...the secrets behind her eyes is filled with stories of mature women and their exciting and tumultuous sexual encounters. Chastity brings each episode to you hoping to invoke the playful, sensual, and sexual side of all her readers. The secrets shared in this book are juicy and are, definitely, not for the squeamish or faint at heart. They will make you blush, your mouth water, and mind wander. By the end, maybe you, too, will create some Best Kept secrets of your own.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 3, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496930927

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Published by AuthorHouse   09/30/2014

ISBN: 978-1-4969-3093-4 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4969-3092-7 (e)

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Contents

About the Author

Acknowledgment

Overview

First Impressions

Animal Attraction

Half Days

Let It Rain

The Meeting

Perfect Fit

Lunch Time

Old Friend, New Memories

The Elite

Rendezvous

Mr. Telephone Man

Satisfaction Guarenteed

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About the Author

Best Kept …the secrets behind her eyes started out as a project given to Chastity just for fun but turned into one that she and her main support system felt needed to be completed and published. Chastity, born and raised right outside the nation’s capital has always had an active imagination so when the challenged was presented she gladly took it on.

Chastity has always been intrigued by sexuality and, yet, was always considered a good girl. After picking up her first Zane book ‘The Sex Chronicles’ she realized there was an audience that was as eager to read erotic stories as there were authors to tell them. In this book Chastity has spent time digging in the depths of her mind as well as her memory bank to pull these stories from various places in order to excite, stimulate, and provoke all her readers. She hopes to create extreme erotic bliss in the bedroom, living room, or wherever you choose to read her book; whether it be alone or with a partner; all consensual and safe, of course. Whether it is her stories or the situations they create, Chastity wants to leave you begging for more.

Acknowledgment

I want to thank my best friend Jessica Pearce, my LSR sisters, Lisa Butler, my family, and everyone who encouraged me through this process. Most of all, I want to give a special thank you to my amazing partner. Because of the challenge you set in motion, your creativity, and your dedicated involvement, Best Kept …the secrets behind her eyes has come to fruition.

~Chastity

Overview

With a name like Chastity one would expect the pages of this book to be filled with good clean wholesome stories. They are good but far from clean and wholesome. Best Kept Secrets is filled with stories of mature women and their exciting and tumultuous sexual encounters. Chastity brings each episode to you hoping to invoke the playful, sensual, and sexual side of all her readers. The secrets shared in this book are juicy and are definitely not for the squeamish or faint at heart. They will make you blush, your mouth water, and mind wander. By the end, maybe you, too, will create some Best Kept Secrets of your own.

First Impressions

My name is Lanette, but everyone calls me Netty. Most people know me to be quiet and reserved and as one who does not socialize much. They think it is because I live alone and I am use to being by myself; but what they don’t know is that from time to time the freak fiend jumps on my back and I often have a hard time shaking him off. This is the real reason I stay to myself. It’s almost like I become a totally different person. When the fiend finds its victim all I can say is, watch out.

I met this guy at a party I went to a few months back and feel like I am going to burst if I don’t tell somebody about him. I can’t tell my girls because I have to maintain my good girl image. I don’t think they would believe me anyway. So, I will tell you, but you have to promise to keep it under wraps. Now that we have that understanding, listen up. Cutting straight to the chase, this guy is the best lay I have had in a long time. Wait a minute… he is the best period. Let’s just keep it real. The night I met him I was at this grown and sexy party getting my swerve on. When I first saw him he was with some of his boys on the dance floor doing a real smooth two-step. You know, giving it up a little but not too much. After a while, it got stuffy so I moved into a quieter and much cooler room where I could get away from overloading my eardrums with the music and get on a regular breathing pattern again. When I caught this brother’s eye, he came out to where I was. Something inside me, instantly, got excited. I could hear the fiend on my shoulder whispering in my ear, I think we have us a victim. I watched him as he walked over and immediately knew he was the cool one, out of his friends, that I wanted. It was all in his walk. Maybe it was because he was bow-legged or something, but whatever it was it turned me on. I was leaning on the window sill while he was walking towards me. As he got closer, my left eyebrow raised and I thought to myself, damn! He is sexy as hell! I could feel the thickness of my in betweens starting to jump. The kitty must have known she was in for a real treat. Right then, I could feel myself beginning to transform into the freak fiend. However, I remained cool, calm and collected.

He introduced himself by letting me know his name was Malcolm. He was a mocha brown complexion, with a strong build and flowing locs. He had sexy full lips and rocked a goatee. My, my, my, did I tell you this brother was fine? Oh yeah, I did, but he is just that fine that I needed to say it again. I never bothered to get up when he introduced himself to me. I was still playing it cool. The conversation was little to nothing, but good and we hit it off right away. I was definitely feeling him. After some small talk we decided to go back inside the party to dance. My kitty was getting wetter and wetter with each song that was played. He took every opportunity to grind up on me and I backed it up each time. The music slowed down and I knew that if I danced with him any longer I would start grinding hard and try to fuck him through his clothes, so I told him I needed to sit the slow songs out. He smiled as if he knew I was overwhelmed with his seductive swagger. By that time, I realized Malcolm had become my victim and I refused to fight it. Before I left the floor I whispered in his ear, See me before you leave. He smiled then nodded ok. Not too long after that, I noticed him and his friends saying their goodbyes and he didn’t even look my way, but then came straight for me. I gave him my number and told him I enjoyed the conversation and would love to talk to him again. He said he enjoyed it too then pulled out his phone. I was wondering what he was doing but quickly realized when my phone started to ring. He was leaving me a voicemail while starring me dead in my face. His message said how he was intrigued with me and how I made him want to get to know more about me. He also said he was taken by my beauty and my pretty white teeth and couldn’t wait until the next time he would see me then left his number and told me to give him a call. He got a few brownie points with that move. I was feeling his creativity. Before turning to leave, he smiled then gave me a nice strong hug and I immediately pondered on how good it felt. Just from our small talk I gathered that Malcolm was just as intriguing and I had no problem seeing how fine and sexy he was which caused me to be taken by him already. This brother can definitely get the panties!

It was 1 a.m. and guess who called? Yep, it was Malcolm. He asked if he could come see me and I told him sure, come on over. I gave him the address and hung up. Since I lived alone there were no worries about there being any witnesses to what was about to happen. As I was freshening up, my mind started racing. I had hoped he had mad skills and wasn’t just fine. It would have been a shame for all that fine man to have been a waste of my time. When he got there I had on a purple plush velvet robe with nothing but my sun-kissed brown skin underneath. He knocked on