Dirty Erotica

By Kitty Cummings

Enticing erotica for the erotic mind - five short shorts to awaken your desires!

Initially,  "Sex Toy Sampler" is about a young woman working for a law firm, but due to a financial crash, she ends up unemployed and desperately needing money, she resorts to selling herself. Will she discover what she craves? Next is the short story "Exotic Desires" about a young man nervously travelling to Thailand and exploring intoxicating ladies, exploring sex in a totally different way. Will his inner self explore all things exotic? 

Room 206 is a story about an innocent girl who gets a back injury whilst working out at the gym. She seeks the aid of a medical masseur, but because she is distracted, she ends up writing down the wrong room number and ends up at the door of the notorious Mr. Smith.

Can her back injury be cured? The next story "New Job" is about the struggles of a woman who cannot support herself financially and delves into the intoxicating online world. The final story "Alone Again" is about a young woman who is desperate to leave a small town and spread her wings.

However, big cities are not always as they appear. Will she explore her inner self…?

Enjoy!

Kitty xxx

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kitty Cummings
• Release date: Apr 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215341636

Book preview

WARNING

These short stories are to

be restricted to an Adult Audience –

will not suit all adults.

All characters and places are fictional.

PROLOGUE

Book 1

Sex Toy Sampler

"Sex Toy Sampler" is about a young woman working for a law firm, but due to a financial crash, she ends up unemployed and desperately needing money, she resorts to selling herself. Will she discover what she craves?

Sex Toy Sampler

I’d been living in the city for over five years when things took a dramatic turn for the worse.  The whole world was experiencing a financial crash - my job was highly paid, and I lived the high life. Little did I know what was going to happen to me!

My name is Mary and I worked for one of the biggest law firms in the city, attending all the corporate events that were held almost weekly. I needed expensive clothes, shoes, and bags just to fit in. Or did I? The reality of my spending finally hit home when I realised that I had very little put by when the crash hit. I lived in one of the most expensive apartment blocks in town and loved to brag about it. My family were immensely proud, so there was no way I was going to go begging to my mum or dad for help.

I’m 26 and yes, I had slept with the boss just to get a promotion and was I proud of what I did? No not really. I knew what I wanted, and I would do whatever it took to get there. I’m 5 feet 9 inches tall with long, amber hair, I’m slender with a large pair of breasts that most men would love to delve between, but I have that don’t fuck with me approach, which often scared men away, which is probably why I’m still single at 26.  So, there I was, alone, with a huge rent to pay and no job – what the hell was I going to do? I’d worked out that if I was careful, I could manage for about 4 months and so was hopeful that I would find another job before I ran out of cash– I mean who could resist me?

Two months had gone by and not a single offer had presented itself. I was headed towards the end of the third month and starting to panic - this was when things started to get a bit more interesting as I knew that I needed to do something and something fast! I’d read about these girls who were earning huge amounts of money from selling pictures of their breasts. I felt like I had no other option but to resort to this – did I feel proud? No, of course not, but I was desperate! Besides, girls did it on the beach every day - it was a means to an end, and I mean it would only be for a few weeks until a decent job offer materialized.

Opening the account was scary enough but taking a photo of my voluptuous breasts was another. I’d squeezed them into a smaller bra than what I would normally wear; I sat with them pushed up even higher and leant over so they appeared even more tantalizing than they already were. I took several pictures, until I was satisfied with the image and PING there it went into the ether – my heart was pounding as I was wondering if anyone would possibly buy it. I’d set the price cheap in comparison to some and slightly more expensive than some of the others and then I went to bed.

Waking up I glanced at my emails to check if I had received any replies to the jobs that I’d applied for.  While online I checked my newly made email account and noticed I’d received over 350 messages – with trepidation I opened them, Wow I love those huge tits – please post again! This was the common theme of most of the messages, others asked for more private pictures, but I just ignored them.

I opened my online banking account, I couldn’t believe it, I’d made over £800 overnight from one tit picture. That was it, I was like an addict, totally hooked. Rummaging through my underwear drawer until I found a virginal white bra, a half cup lace one.  I wrestled with my breasts until I was happy to see half a brown nipple peeping over the top of each cup, I didn’t want to give too much away so I pushed one back down. I needed to tease them a little with something. After taking several more pictures I posted the best one. I even shocked myself, my breasts looked huge, so much bigger than in real life.

Within seconds, Ping, Ping, Ping, It was like a ping pong machine it was going crazy. Within two hours I’d made over £500. I was buzzing. I decided to travel into town to buy some sexy, lacy all-in-ones as I knew people would tire of just tit pictures.

Walking into a sex shop was something I’d never done before, and I felt a sense of nervousness as I opened the back