Hey, and thanks for letting me stop by.
So, I’m here today to tell you a little bit about my collection of naughty stories. Sex, Lies, and Sinful Wives is a collection of five VERY naughty stories, ranging from men of the cloth, to Bonnie and Clyde wannabes. I deliberately tried to make each story very different and include a wide variety of subjects, including, BDSM, f/f, ménage, and f/m.
Each story is introduced by a Commandment and a little hint at what the story is about.
Reviews for this collection have been amazing and I am so glad I finally found the time to put this filthy little book together.
So, if you fancy something to get your juices flowing pick up a copy. I promise there will be something in there for you!
Five lunchtime reads that are sure to whet your appetite and leave you with a desire to sin.
Following The Commandments isn’t always easy…
Reverend James Ashworth
Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain… unless offered redemption.
Jessica Collins used to dread Sunday mornings. At least she did until the new Reverend stepped into church. Now she spends her days daydreaming about him and waiting for Sunday to come around so she can listen to his sermons, and fantasise about them both up on the altar.
But when an opportunity arises and she has him alone in the church, will she find the nerve to make her fantasy a reality? Or will the saint inside her rise above the sinner?
You Get What You Pay For
Thou shalt not commit adultery… with another man.
Sophie isn’t a lesbian; she’s married to a man. So, why is she paying to sleep with a woman?
Join Sophie on her first visit to a brothel where she spends an hour with Molly, and find out what her real agenda is.
Thou shalt not steal… valuables.
Husband and wife, Eric, and Monica, have a plan. Seduction. To seduce women to feed their dirty desires. And tonight Monica’s seductive ways and bewitching powers don’t fail her. She gets her chosen girl, and takes her down to the dungeons of the swinger’s club.
But will Eric get what he and his wife planned on?
Seducing the Jury
Thou shalt not bear false witness… without good reason.
After committing a robbery together, Brooke and Danny thought they’d got away with it. That is until Danny is arrested. With an eye witness only seeing Danny at the scene of the crime, Brooke is determined to get her husband off the hook too. And she’ll do whatever it takes.
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s house, wife or possessions… unless she’s gagging for it.
Nelly loves her husband, but recently he has been hinting at spicing up their love life, which has made Nelly paranoid. Was she boring now after only three years of marriage?
Determined to banish her fear of being dull in the bedroom, Nelly decides to knock their sex life up a notch. And her idea seems like a good one…at least until she has to clean the mess up afterwards.
Seated in his dimly lit office, Brooke starts the negotiations. “I’ll top what she’s giving you, so let’s start with her price. What’s she paying you?”
He stands and fetches himself and Brooke a cognac before sitting back in his brown leather chair. “Whatever makes you think she’s paying me?” He sips his drink.
“I don’t know. It was just the way you looked at her in the courtroom. There was something odd about it, so my first assumption was that she was paying you.”
He grins, amused, knowing he is totally in control of the situation. “Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but she’s not paying me.”
Brooke lowers her head.
“She’s shagging me.”
“She’s shagging me because she wants to, not because she wants your husband to go to prison.”
Brooke shivers at the sentence she just said in her head, but goes on to repeat it out loud. “I’ll shag you if you get my husband off the hook.”
His lips twist to a smile. “Because you want to or because you have to?”
She frowns with disgust. “Because I have to!”
He stands up, walks around the desk and sits on the edge in front of Brooke. Running his finger down the outline of Brooke’s jaw, he says, “And what makes you think I want to shag you?”
Moving her head away sharply, she snaps at him, “Look, are you going to help me or not? All this pussy footing around is wasting my ti—”
His lips plunge towards Brooke’s and his unwanted tongue invades her mouth as he holds her head in place with his huge hands. Tasting every inch of her mouth he finally lets her go.
Brooke shoots up from the chair wiping her lips. “What the hell! You can’t just grab someone like that and stick your tongue down their throat!”
He grabs his glass and knocks back his brandy. “Why not? You said you would shag me to get your man off the hook, so come on, let’s fuck.”
Brooke straightens her posture. “So, we have a deal then?”
“Yes.” He holds out his hand. “We have a deal.”
Taking her hand to shake it, he pulls her into him and thrusts his hard-on against her crotch.
The man isn’t repulsive by any means. In fact, Brooke secretly finds him very attractive with his large shoulders, tiny hips, bright blue eyes, and jet black stylish hair. But she’s married, and loves her husband. Enough to give her body up to a stranger to save him.
Letting her free from his grasp, he strides back to his chair and says, “Strip,” as he reclines back in it.
In no mood to prolong the experience, she does as he commanded. Removing her charcoal suit jacket, she chucks it on to the chair beside her and unbuttons her light pink blouse.
He strokes his erect cock through the cotton of his trousers and admires her as she stands there in her pink bra, unzipping her pencil skirt and letting it drop to the floor, revealing a matching pair of pink lace knickers.
As she reaches around to unclasp her bra, he says, “Stop.”
Halting, she looks at him. “What?”
“Dance for me.”