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Beverly Sims
The Lust Collection 1
Blizzard of Lust : Oasis of Lust : Plantation of
Lust
Love can come in faraway places, from Africa to Miami to Russia, at an
oasis, a palace, or in the jungle.
Blizzard of Lust
Blizzard takes two couples from a plane crash to the old picture-perfect
Russian home of a depraved baron and his wife. They know no boundaries of
sexual excess and teach their guests all anyone would ever need to know
about...and more.
The basement of the house holds surprises for all, leading to a shocking
conclusion.
Genres/Themes: Erotica,
multiple sex partners, ménage, spousal swapping,
M/M, forced sex and general mayhem
Length: 17,500 words
Heat Level: Scorching
"I grew up on the beautiful Oregon Coast where as a child I
dreamed of visiting far away places. I devour book after book of pictures of
those lands. Here are three stories of places I still dream of visiting.
Maybe someday..." ~ Beverly ~ |
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BLIZZARD OF LUST
Lust Collection 1
ISBN: 1-60601-149-9
E-book $2.99
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Copyright © 2008
All rights reserved, Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Cannot be reproduced in whole or in part in any form without expressly permitted to do so in writing from the
publisher.
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ADULT EXCERPT
After a
couple of kisses that started out to be for the benefit of their
hosts but ended up being for their own benefit, they moved apart
and sat in the chairs before the fireplace.
“Jeff, what
you did to me was wonderful. I would like a repeat sometime.”
“Okay, how
about right now? No one here but us and nothing on your pussy
but those curls. Come here, pretty.”
Playing
along, Fonda giggled. “I didn’t mean this very minute.”
They bantered
back and forth, the talk actually causing them both to feel the
beginning of lust. “Think we had better change the subject
before what you suggested happens right here and now. I am
already getting hard, Miss Fonda.”
“Okay, but I
am damp again already, too. Damn you, Jeff!” However, she
smiled. Then a look of sadness passed over her face. “And damn
that Baroness. Where is she with my husband and what are they
doing?”
“She is right
here,” came a voice. It was Sonya, smiling. Her hair was
tousled, her makeup in disarray, her gown torn. “Fonda, you have
a magnificent husband. More than I expected or hoped for. A
lot more!”
Edward stood
behind her. His hair was messy too, but beyond that he seemed
fine, albeit embarrassed and miserable. He looked deeply into
Fonda’s eyes as he walked to where she sat. He made no movement
to touch her until she stood and put her arms around him. She
pressed her lips to the side of his face and whispered, “Don’t
show any surprise, but we are being watched all the time. There
are cameras all over the house.” Aloud she said, “Edward, are
you all right? You look so…well, I don’t know…so deflated.
Depressed.”
“Fonda honey,
I am fine. Just worried about you. Are you okay?”
“I am fine,
Edward. To be honest, Jeff and I took care of each other. It was
hard for both of us to see you two go off with them, knowing you
were going to have sex with them. At least we had each other for
comfort while you two had only your sexual captors. Did she hurt
you?”
“No,” Edward
replied, “Not in the sense you mean. No, she did not hurt me
that way. Sometime, I will tell you about it but right now, I
just want to hold you. I love you, Fonda. I love you.” He
wrapped his arms around his wife and held tight.
To Sonya, he
spoke. “Can I take my wife to our room now?”
“Of course,
you may. Deiter and I will be retiring when he returns, so the
rest of the day and night is yours alone. The servants will come
for you at suppertime to guide you to the dining room. Actually,
they are preparing it as we speak, so plan to eat in an hour or
so.”
“Ah, here he
is now. Did you have an enjoyable day, my husband?” She moved to
him for a kiss.
“Yes, my
sweet, most enjoyable. And you?”
“Oh, Deiter,
Edward was just wonderful. How was Carrie?”
“A bit
tentative at first, but that was to be expected. She was perfect
in no time at all. Did you enjoy yourself, Edward? And you,
Carrie? No point in being evasive. It will all come out later,
so why not admit it right now?”
He laughed
when neither replied. “So, off you all go for tonight. We will
meet in the morning for breakfast and another day of getting
acquainted.” He and Sonya hooked arms and left the four standing
by the fire.
Jeff took
Carrie in his arms, pulling her to him. He nuzzled her neck as
he had Fonda’s, telling of the cameras, etc. He did not release
her until he felt her nod her understanding. “Darling, are you
all right? Did he hurt you?”
Carrie looked
at him, seeing the love in his eyes and face. “No, Jeff, he was
tender and gentle. I am fine. And I love you more now than I
ever have.” She raised her lips to meet his, clinging to him in
desperation. “But, I would like a shower, most definitely. I
feel dirty and used and need to be cleansed whole again.”
Without
another word, the couples moved out of the library and up to
their rooms. Outside their doors, the men shook hands and the
women hugged one another tightly. Jeff drew Edward’s hand closer
to him and put his arms around Edward in a hug. The gesture was
returned. All smiled and retreated to their rooms.
Downstairs,
the Kernoff’s rushed to their secret room under the stairs to
see what had transpired between Fonda and Jeff. As they watched,
Sonya clapped her hands in glee. “Oh, how are Carrie and Edward
going to react to this? I am sure looking forward to Jeff’s
tongue in me tomorrow. Are you going to have Fonda blow you as
she did Jeff? We will have such fun!”
Deiter
laughed, pulling her to him. “You are insatiable, my love. Here,
let me touch you. I want to smell Edward’s essence on you. Yes,
you did enjoy it. I can detect that, too. Now, would you like to
taste Carrie on me? Yes, I knew you would. That is fine. Oh, so
nice. Now bend over and let me fuck you.”
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