For Carnal Pleasure

By Danielle Wynter Batts

       

For Carnal Pleasure is the second book in the series The Healing of Lust. A collection of short erotic fiction intended for straight singles or couples. 

Follow the continuing exploits of Nick, a hot blooded young male with a passion for sex. In this scintillating read, along with several sexual encounters, Nick finds himself embroiled with a suspected murder and missing persons case. Convinced the two are linked Nick puts his sexual prowess to good use searching for the truth.

Be ready to lose yourself between the pages as you indulge in romantic escapades that will leave you breathless. 

Grab your copy of 'For Carnal Pleasure' today and experience the irresistible allure of erotic fiction.         

    

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Danielle Wynter Batts
• Release date: Dec 3, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223082378

Danielle Wynter Batts

I write as a pastime, for pleasure, your pleasure. To revive erotica in a traditional setting is my objective, along with the serious and the not so serious scenarios of life. Literature intended to ignite our heterosexual community in a light-hearted way. I write as Danielle Wynter Batts. Born in the era of so called free love, hot pants and bell bottom jeans. I was raised in the Weald of Southern England, where I still live today, shared with my extended family and two dogs. Come rain or shine our playground is the great outdoors, to be immersed in the beauty and tranquility of nature. Often our path finds us resting and refreshing at a charming country Inn, sometimes by chance, but more often by design.

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12.  Other books in the series

1

Jumping to Conclusions

The first job I had, after leaving school, was as an assistant trainee caretaker, at the local swimming baths. I was under the guidance and watchful eye of Bob, an old chap, that had been caretaker there since, forever. I got on well with Bob. Very soon he trusted me with a few responsibilities.

On a Thursday, Bob liked to get away early. Thursday night was Bingo night, for him and his good wife. Always their evening concluded with a fish and chip supper. Bob always made a point of telling me this the next day.

The swimming pool closed late on a Thursday. Bob trusted me to make sure everyone had left the building, carry out the final checks and lock up. It was nice to think he trusted me, and in truth, I felt a little bit empowered. Also, there was an added bonus for working late. My girlfriend, Debbie, would drop by for a late-night swim, and after the pool closed, we would have a bit of fun swimming naked, which nearly always ended with the best water-aerobics.

As usual, Bob left early, and Debbie arrived just at closing time. Once I had locked the doors, we were soon out of our clothes and splashing around in the water. Our last cavort was to bathe in the super-warm water of the beginner’s pool. The water started so shallow that it only just lapped our bodies. It was the perfect place for kissing intimate places. On many occasions I teased her sweet pussy, with the tip of my tongue, until she parted with her orgasm.

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The following day was like any normal day. Bob was back in charge of locking up. I left work just after five o'clock. That evening I remembered I had left my wallet in my locker. I had arranged to meet Debbie later, in town, for drinks. Luckily, I had my key to the Leisure Centre, so I decided to pop back to retrieve it.

The Centre was closed when I returned, as expected. As I went in through the side door, I realised the alarm had not been set. Bob must have forgotten, I thought, silly old duffer. I was making my way to the locker room, through the main hall, when I heard voices.

In silence, and lit only by the emergency lighting, I went to investigate. A couple talking, led me to the main swimming pool area. It was hard to decipher what they were saying, due to the echo, within the large empty space. I realised, as I peered through one of the small windows within the double doors, that the couple were having sex by the pool. Dirty bastards, I uttered under my breath, that’s my gig.

To my surprise, I could see it was my manager, Ivan. He was with a girl half his age. I couldn’t see her fully from where I stood. I decided to sneak up to the viewing gallery for a better vantage.

It’s always good to know these things, in case you ever want to dish the dirt. Ivan, who would have thought it, and he, married with two children. The pair were naked when I peered through the gallery railings. The girl had lent forward. Ivan stood behind. I saw he was thumbling to stuff his fat cock into her love hole. At first, the girl moaned softly, as Ivan found his mark and fondled her nipples.

I’m not going to lie; her lustful moaning was starting to turn me on. I felt my cock begin to stir. I just needed to know who the girl was. She was still bent over, Ivan had full penetration into her, and he started to rock back and forth.

Ivan then, in my opinion, began to get a bit rough. He grabbed the girl’s hips and thrust his weight forward driving his cock deeper into her pussy, or arse, I wasn’t sure which. She cried out for him to cool it, but that just made him more aggressive. As I watched, it became clear that the girl was not enjoying this at all.

When she raised her head to try and release herself from his clutches, I saw it was Candice, one of the lifeguards. Fuck I thought, she’s younger than me. I was now wondering if I should intervene as things were turning ugly. Ivan was not going to stop, until he had shot his load. And Candice certainly wasn’t strong enough to free herself from his impaling cock.

I knew I shouldn’t be there, but could I just leave without doing anything? But maybe she wasn’t trying to get away, maybe she likes it rough. By the time I retrieved my wallet and reached the entrance door, I had come to a decision. I remembered; the Leisure Centre is monitored by a security company. I set the alarm, locked the doors, and left. By the time I was back in my car the alarm bell was screaming like hell and the blue beacons were flashing.

Monday mornings come around all too soon. I so wanted to see if Candice was on shift today and to check she was ok. The more I thought about it, over the weekend, the more I thought something was not right. He shouldn't have treated her like that.

I was right to be concerned. Candice never showed for work that day, or that week. I knew she had shifts, I had checked the work rota. By Friday I thought I would try and find her myself. I didn't know her that well, but we had spoken on occasions, when our paths crossed. I knew where she and her friends liked to hangout. And I had seen them, several times, on nights out around the town.

I spent Friday and Saturday evenings looking for her, but to no avail, no one had seen her. At that point I did consider calling the police. But what could I tell them. That I had seen them screwing, by the pool, and that Ivan had a massive dick. They would have laughed and done me for wasting their time.

Debbie said I was just being paranoid when I told her.

But somethings not right, I protested, I know it. What if he has hurt her, or worse!

Well! she exploded, if you won't let this go, then I’m off. You obviously think more of her, than you do me. I expect you want to fuck her, since you’ve seen her in action. Despite my pleas of sensibility, Debbie stormed off.

My next shift was on the following day, Sunday. There are very few management staff on over the weekend, and I had come up with a new plan. We all had lockers to keep our valuables in, there was a list of who’s belonged to who, also there were spare keys in the manager’s office. You can see where this is going, I’m sure.

I took the keys and headed to the cabinet room. After I had opened the door to her locker, I was further convinced that some harm may have come to Candice. Inside was her purse with some money, along with spare lifeguard’s shorts and tee-shirt. I put everything back and returned the keys to the office.

Why would she leave her purse? I thought to myself.

Just as I was leaving, I was surprised to see Ivan coming along the corridor towards me. Fuck.

Did you want something, Ivan asked. It was obvious I had just come from his office, it was the only room used on that level. I had to think fast, of an excuse for being there. I thought, I would pose the burning question.

I was looking for you Ivan. I wanted to ask you where Candice was? Only I’ve not seen her for a while and I, err, I wanted to ask her something. Handled that well, I thought, what a dick!

"Fancy her,