Sex and Jewels

By Kitty Cummings

"Sex and Jewels" is a tantalizing tale about a young women who works as a can-can girl in a high-end Caberet show in Paris. Her tantalising body and stunning looks have men and women drooling. They offer her the world but never really beliver on their promise. Her naivety led her to a life of hopes, desires, and lust but all she ever wanted was to be loved! 

Instead, she amasses a vast number of gifts from all the men and women she pleasured over the years. 

What sexual stories will be revealved about the rich, famous and damn right naughty. Will her sexual desire change? But at what cost?

Only time will tell her hidden secrets.

Enjoy!

Libby xxx

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kitty Cummings
• Release date: Feb 18, 2023
• ISBN: 9798201175597

Book preview

Hot Erotica

A Sexy Story

to Enjoy in Bed

PROLOGUE

Sex and Jewels is the latest of my stories for women, men and couples looking for sexy stories, which include explicit sexual scenes.

This is another tantalizing book and includes an erotic story for you to enjoy. Perhaps even more...

"Sex and Jewels" is a story about a young woman who worked as a can-can girl in a high-end Cabaret show in Paris. Her tantalising body and stunning looks have men and women drooling. They offer her the world but never really deliver on their promise. Her naivety led her to a life of hopes, desires, and lust but all she ever wanted was to be loved!

Instead, she amassed a vast number of gifts from all the men and women she pleasured. 

What sexual stories will be revealed about the rich and famous and damn right naughty. Will her sexual preferences change?

But at what cost?

If you are looking for an explicit erotic story, read on.

Enjoy!

Kitty xx

Chapter One

New Beginnings

I lived in Paris; my life was one long exotic party that took me around the world. I encountered some of the most powerful, wealthiest men from around the globe, including having secret affairs with the aristocracy who all craved my body, mind and soul. They worshipped every inch of me, gifting me with breathtakingly beautiful presents of art in the forms of jewellery, paintings and much more.

You see I’d worked as a can-can girl at the world-renowned cabarets, my body was my temple and I certainly had learnt how to lure men with my tantalisingly slender legs, firm high breasts that screamed for freedom out of my tight corsets. My exaggerated ruffle skirt hid my pert buttocks until I threw my legs above my head and dived down into full splits. I then performed multiple cartwheels while whooping around the stage with pinpoint accuracy.

Life was just a total blast.

Grandmama, are you ok, are you in there? I heard my granddaughter call.

Ma Cheri, perfect, just getting ready. I responded.

I was sitting on a silk peacock fabric stool, gently patting the power over my deep furrows of life, each one able to relive a tantalising tail. Glancing in the beautiful ornate gilded mirror. The image before me was just a distant memory of me, but it was still me, just a different me. Slowly, running an ivory comb through my silver white hair, sliding a diamond incrusted comb into the side to secure a curl.

I closed my eyes, and like it was yesterday his face appeared. Lukas was a successful bank manager, who I’d gone to for advice about my finances. I opened the office door as he inhaled deeply on a huge fat cigar, before exhaling the smoke high into the air. My suit was the finest the Parisian tailor could make, it clung to my curves in all the right places. I strutted in wearing 6-inch-high heels, fine silk stockings, white cotton gloves rolled high onto my arms. My cream silk blouse fitted snugly around my pushed-up breasts; my bright red lipstick almost talked for itself.

Now what can I help you with, today? he said, biting his lower lip.

That was it, he was mine! Whatever I wanted I could get. I explained my predicament, detailing how I wanted to move apartments but couldn’t find the right location, I was just desperate to invest my money. Slowly, I crossed and uncrossed my legs, revealing the edge of my cream silk stockings tops. I was a naughty girl, but I got a thrill watching a cock twitch into life.

I said that I was keen to buy a larger apartment in a slightly better location. Montmartre was the area I was looking at; an up-and-coming area for artists and writers with a relaxed vibe which helped my creative side. I loved to dabble in poetry.

You don’t quite earn enough, young lady, but I’m sure we can come to some arrangement, he winked.

He inhaled deeply on his cigar as he stood. He confidently walked towards the door turned the key in its lock and turned to face me. He slowly, undid his belt and zip, delving within to grab his semi-flaccid cock from his trousers and stood before me.

I think you can sort this out! he instructed.

Without a second thought, I put my bag on the floor, watching his face as my gloved fingers skilfully wrapped themselves around his shaft, gently trailing my glove ends around its length and back to its head.

That’s it he groaned.

Increasing the grasp and speed as a pearl of spunk broke free from the tip; my hungry tongue circled around gathering my prize, glancing up I could see his eyes were closed as he steadied himself on the side of his leather topped desk.

Yanking his foreskin back as I grabbed his balls tightly, gliding my nails up and down the length.

What are you doing?

As my tongue slid into action, rotating around his bulbus head, flicking from left to right, I felt his cock flinch. Sensing he was near, I gripped firmly with both hands, twisting both around his twitching cock, flicking my tongue over the tip was enough.

He grunted as he erupted deep into my mouth, this wasn’t my favourite thing, but I wanted to please.

So that was that; the apartment was purchased.

It was a subtle pink building split into two, with blue shutters and the most perfect cobbled street outside. I was in total love as I spun around taking in my new surroundings, I owned the lower level and even had a small courtyard, I felt free to finally live, but it was at a cost.

Lukas visited a few weeks later, scanning the apartment, smiling.

Stunning!

He grabbed my face, forcing a hungry kiss on my lips, sliding his hands down under my dress, groaning as he skimmed my stocking tops. I widened my legs accepting the inevitable as his fingers slid into my silk underwear, running them along the full length of my lips, forcing them within, making me gasp.

You’re one sexy lady, wet already.

He pushed me up against the settee, forcing me over the side as he quickly lifted my dress up over my arse, as I heard the sound of his belt and zip undoing.

I stiffened as his cock stretched my lips and rammed within.

Yes! You feel better than I ever imagined, so tight and wet.

His breath was in my ear, and I was thankful when his grunt of release signalled that it was over.

That was one hungry encounter!

A beautiful gift for a beautiful lady, he said as he kissed my cheek and departed. I opened the delicate leather case to reveal a jewelled comb. I slid my fingers over the comb, even though his poundings were fast and furious the jewelled comb that adorned my hair was divine, covered with delicate pearls and diamonds. Lifting it to the light, the sun caught the gems, the beams of light ricocheted around the room. Lukas not only introduced to my love of exquisite pieces of jewellery, but our partnership of needs was useful as he also introduced me to many influential people.

He realised he’d lost me when...

Chapter 2

Party of all Parties

The 1920’s was the one of the best eras of my life. I slowly trailed my frail fingers over the edge of the huge pink diamond that adorned my right hand.

I was transported back to the trill of voices that echoed