Married Couples, Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #18

By Giselle Renarde

Step into the provocative world of "Married Couples, Sexy Surprises," a scintillating anthology that explores the depths of desire within committed relationships. In this collection of six steamy tales, discover the thrilling journeys of married couples as they push the boundaries of pleasure and intimacy in the bedroom.

 

Prepare to be captivated by the raw intensity that arises when long-term partners embark on a quest for sexual fulfillment. With "Married Couples, Sexy Surprises," couples shed inhibitions and delve into uncharted territory, discovering new depths of pleasure together.

 

Get ready to explore the exhilarating world of marital bliss reimagined, where trust, communication, and passion intertwine.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Giselle Renarde
• Release date: Jul 17, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223451037

Giselle Renarde

Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, and contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies, including Best Women's Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica, and Best Lesbian Romance. Ms Renarde has written dozens of juicy books, including Anonymous, Ondine, and Nanny State. Her book The Red Satin Collection won Best Transgender Romance in the 2012 Rainbow Awards. Giselle lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.

Book preview

Married Couples,

Sexy Surprises

6 Erotic Stories

Giselle Renarde

Highly Orgasmic

He kissed her thighs—this one, that one—before running his tongue up her tasty cleft.

Oh my God, yes! Paula shouted as she wove her fingers around her husband's dreads, yanking his head closer, putting it just where she wanted it.  Lick there, right there, just like that.

How could he refuse such an enthusiastic request?  After all, there was no quality Trevor found so attractive in his wife as unbridled enthusiasm.  Paula had that in spades. 

The only trouble was that once she got started...

Yes!  She pulled his hair so hard it hurt.  God yes, Trevor.  Don’t stop!  I’m coming!

Already? 

Not that he was surprised. 

The first time this happened, he’d wondered if she was faking.  She’d assured him that wasn’t the case, so maybe nerves were to blame? 

But then it happened again... and again... and again.

Holy Mercy! That’s good, baby. Don’t stop!  Don’t stop!

He kept licking her just where she wanted, striking her clit with the tip of his tongue.  Paula knew what she liked.  She made Trevor into a human vibrator.

That’s so good, baby. Yes! 

Wrapping her legs around his back, she thrust against his face, stroking off on his tongue. 

Yikes, that was some grip she had on his dreads.  One of these days she’d yank one out. 

Oh yeah... yeah... yeaaaaaaaah!

As she drove her slick lips against his, her hips levitated off the bed.  He was trapped in the noose of her legs, but he knew that wouldn’t last long.  And it didn’t.  After smashing her pussy against his face a few more times, Paula shrieked.  Ouch!  No more!  No more!  Oh, too much.  Too much.

Releasing her wrestling hold, she rolled over. 

Wham, bam, and not even a thank you. 

Trevor had barely broken a sweat.  One of these days he’d get a stopwatch and time how long it took Paula to come.

He rose off his creaky knees and sat at the edge of the mattress, beside Paula’s overturned body.  Her butt stuck up in the air, an impressive swell.  Both feet had landed flat on the floor while her front rested flat on the bed.  Absently, he touched her back, but she shuddered.

Trevor, she said.  You know I don’t like being pawed at right after I come.

Sorry.  His erection twitched wickedly against his thigh.  One time we’ll have to try... I don’t know.  I don’t know what.  When I warm you up, you go zero to one hundred in seven seconds flat.  Then it’s over.

Aww, I’m sorry, baby.  She rolled over, wearing a dainty pout.  Poor Trevor.  I get mine, but you never get yours.

That was a crass way of putting it, and didn’t even express what he was trying to convey.  "It’s not about me getting mine and you getting yours, Paula—it’s about us getting ours."

She reached for his hand and squeezed it.  That’s so sweet, baby.  I don’t think I’ve ever been with anybody half as sweet as you.

Thanks, he said, though it was little consolation for everything he felt they were missing out on.

Paula closed her eyes, and Trevor watched her gentle face grow serene as she slept.  Except she mustn’t have actually fallen asleep because, with her eyes still shut, she said, It’s not my fault that I’m highly orgasmic.

She said this in a subtle, dreamy way, but Trevor still wasn’t sure how to take it.

When I was younger, I could never get off.  Well, I thought I did sometimes, but trust me—I didn’t know what an orgasm was until I got my first vibrator.  And then?  Hoo baby, I was not going back.  That thing made me come so fast.  She snapped her fingers.  Like that.

And you like it...  Snap  ...like that?

She laughed and opened her eyes.  "Do I like coming so hard it feels like my belly’s gonna burst?  I’ll