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  Saffron Sands

  Copyright 2013 by Saffron Sands

  All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  Published by Forbidden Fruit

  Cover Design by Saffron Sands

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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  Mature Content Warning:

  This ebook contains mature content and is intended for a mature audience only.

  All characters portrayed in this work of fiction are consenting adults 18 years of age or older.

  The six short stories in this bundle were originally available at everynighterotica.com

  Every Night Erotica published my first story and I will be eternally grateful for that.

  Unfortunately, the site was closed in October 2012

  Bus Stop

  Published: MAY 31, 2011

  She bit her lip as her pussy ached with desire and moistened. Closing her eyes she imagined his large, rough hands caressing her face, neck then breasts. In her mind’s eye he squeezed the soft flesh of her tits and then gently pinched her erect nipples. The image caused her to gasp and wriggle in her seat. She slowly opened her eyes to see if anyone had noticed.

  The bus was crowded this afternoon but the scent of the gentleman next to her was driving her wild! His cologne hung in the humid air. Barely able to control herself she inhaled deeply and crossed her legs causing the seam of her jean shorts to press firmly against her clit.

  She closed her eyes again and concentrated on the rhythmic flutters of her wet pussy and the pulsating throb of her clit. Once again she breathed in another heavenly dose of the stranger’s scent. The bus hit a bump and she whimpered a little too loud as the rough seam in her shorts made contact with her swollen clit.

  As casually as possible she glanced toward the stranger and he winked at her. She wanted to look away but it was too late. He was onto her. Her flushed cheeks gave her away for sure. He motioned with his eyes and a nod of his head for her to look down. As she did he slowly lifted the newspaper from his lap enough to reveal the bulge of his hard cock struggling in his pants.

  Her eyes darted around to see if anyone else was looking their way. Confidant that all the other passengers appeared to be oblivious to them, she slowly slid her hand over to his lap and placed it under the newspaper. He tensed at first touch but relaxed just as quickly as she unzipped his pants and gently released his throbbing member from the confines of his Dockers. They both moaned softly under their breath as she placed her hand on his cock. It was hard and hot to the touch - she slowly ran her hand over it to feel every ridge, every vein with her eager fingertips. With her legs crossed even tighter now she hoped the bus would hit another bump. The waves in her pussy and clit increased and she tried to grind against the seam of her shorts without causing any suspicion to the other passengers. Her skin tingled as her blood rushed through her body, bringing every pore to life. She gripped the stranger’s cock firmly in her hand stroking it ever so slightly. She licked her lips and imagined him in her mouth, her tongue lightly licking and outlining the head of this beautiful rod, the musky scent coming off his pubes and the warmth of the pre-come in her mouth. She shuddered and felt herself about to climax. She looked at the stranger and he looked at her. The eye contact was too much for both of them and they came together with a little whimper and a shiver.

  She reached in her purse and handed him a moist towelette got up and said “This is where I get off”. She made sure to jut her ass in his face as she stepped into the aisle. Calmly she exited the bus and sat on the little wooden bench at the bus stop. She closed her eyes and wondered about who would be riding the next bus.

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  Neighbors

  Published: JUNE 25, 2011

  It was late and Sharon turned off the TV to get ready for bed. She was just getting her toothbrush when the phone rang. “Hello?” It was Robert in the apartment across the hall. She had talked to him in the hallway several times since he moved in a month ago. She was definitely attracted to him and he sounded lonely so, Sharon invited him over. When Robert arrived, they sat on the couch talking about nothing in particular, movies, weather and work. Basically enjoying each other’s company and getting to know one another.

  “Would you like some wine?” She asked.

  “Sounds great.”

  Sharon grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses carrying them to the living room. Robert opened the bottle and poured. Sharon took her glass and reclined on the couch, her dainty feet on his lap.

  Robert took Sharon’s left foot in his hands and began rubbing in slow long strokes. His strong hands kneaded and massaged as the dim lighting and the wine began to take effect. After a few minutes she felt her body warming up, wanting more than a foot rub. Sharon grew moist between her legs - a soft sigh came from her lips. Deciding it best to pull away from her neighbor before things really could get uncomfortable she casually pulled her leg from his hands. As her foot brushed his crotch, she felt his hardness. Robert stopped touching her immediately and fidgeted when he realized his erection had been discovered. He cleared his throat and struggled for something to say.

  Without saying a word Sharon gently used her foot to rub the bulge in his pants. She licked her lips as she caressed his hard cock. His desire increased along with his penis and it struggled for room against his jeans. Robert bit his lower lip and tried to muffle a moan but, Sharon saw the look of pleasure on his rugged face.

  Placing a hand firmly on her ankle, Robert guided the rhythm. Sharon’s breath quickened as her excitement increased. Her pussy ached, her nipples grew harder under her thin night gown and his breathing got louder, his grip on her ankle tightening. Dying to kiss him, she pulled her foot away and clumsily climbed on top of him.

  Their lips met tenderly, cautiously exploring the others mouth with their tongues. Robert held her tighter, gently pushing his pelvis to her. She shivered and sighed with pleasure.

  Robert’s hands slid down her sides feeling every curve before coming to her ass, squeezing it firmly, kissing her with urgency. He let out a deep moan and grinded his hardness into her with a desperate need to satisfy his desire.

  Sharon anxiously pulled at his shirt, her fingers craving the feel of his flesh - she lifted it over his head. At last she could run her hands over his muscular chest. She slowly explored his torso and arms and then removed her nightshirt revealing her breasts to him. His hands caressed her tits and he took a hard nipple in his mouth. His warm, velvety tongue sent waves of desire directly to her pussy.

  Robert pushed Sharon back on the couch and hung over her, his eyes and hands taking in all of her beauty. He picked her up, carried her into the bedroom, and gently lay her on the bed. He slowly removed Sharon’s silk panties and took off the rest of his clothes as she lay back watching his every move.

  Sharon sat up, pulled him to her kissing his chest, slowly getting on her knees making her way down to his stiff cock. Leisurely licking the head and rubbing it on her lips. A little at a time she took more of him into her hungry mouth. Robert grunted with every stroke, making Sharon wetter and hotter with every sound. Needing his hands on her skin she let go of his cock, pushed him on the bed and climbed on top. She shuddered with delight the instant his dick touched the opening of her wet pussy. Gradually, she inserted his throbbing penis into h
er, letting out a squeal as he filled her eager pussy.

  His strong hands held her waist guiding her up and down as she straddled him. The pace hastened and Sharon whimpered with delight. Robert rolled her onto her back. Kissing her breasts, his hot breath stimulating every pore, he traveled down her stomach to her hips. With his tongue, Robert began licking tiny circles across her abdomen, as his hands gently spread her legs. She held her breath in anticipation as his tongue made its way to her thighs. She felt her clit pulsate as it awaited a turn with his eager tongue. Robert briefly flicked her clit with his tongue and then went back to her inner thigh.

  Robert held her hips firmly, repeatedly grazing past her clit with his tongue until at last he took her in his mouth. She grabbed him, fists full of his hair as he moaned and licked hungrily, hands full of ass and a face full of pussy.

  Not wanting to come without him inside, she gently pulled him up, sliding him into her. She clutched his ass, digging her nails into his tender flesh motioning him quicker and harder.

  Her pussy clung to his dick as the wave built up, growing stronger as he pumped faster into her. Instantly, the waves crashed at the same time, immense pleasure sweeping over them. Robert grit his teeth as Sharon’s nails dug deeper into his ass. She squealed loudly as she climaxed. Robert groaning, his face scrunched as he came inside her.

  Robert collapsed on top of Sharon’s sweaty body, cock still inside her. Softly she ran her fingers up and down his back her pussy shuddering around his dick as it twitched. Their breathing calmed down and he rolled next to Sharon, pulling her to him.

  Together, skin on skin they got some well-earned sleep.

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  Inspiration

  Published: JULY 11, 2011

  Writing the next part of my romance novel, I found myself lacking the words to go on.

  I hadn’t been out in days. I only plugged in the phone when I needed to order Chinese as I struggled to come up with a love scene.

  A close friend became worried and showed up at my door. It was good to see her and have someone to discuss my writer’s block.

  She suggested I hook up with a guy and get my missing scene. I blushed and told her that I didn’t know of anyone right now. My last boyfriend, growing intolerant of my obsessive writing behavior left in search of someone that “Went outside the house once in awhile”.

  She said not to worry. She had an idea involving a male friend of hers that was in town just for a few days and was going to set up a blind date.

  At first I was hesitant. I never liked blind dates but with a little persuasion I decided to go for it. I had to have my love scene no matter what.

  She called her friend and set it up. We were to meet at a local restaurant at 5:30 for a nice romantic dinner and the rest was up to me. It was only lunchtime so I had time to run to the store and get something sexier than the sweat pants I had grown so fond of. I found a nice black slip dress with a neckline that accented my ample breasts and the softness of the material made my skin tingle as it brushed over me when I moved.

  I had the dress and a nice pair of high heels at home but I felt like I needed more so I stopped by the lingerie section. As I browsed through the bras and panties, I came across a garter belt. I purchased the black garter and thong panties to match.

  I got my shower and fixed my hair and makeup. Once I was dressed, my heart began to flutter, my mind racing with all the things that could go wrong and I wanted tonight to be perfect.

  Five O’clock came and I left for the restaurant. As I entered I could smell the magnificent aroma of Italian spices. I told the maître d’ my name and he escorted me to a table, and the sexiest man I have ever set eyes on. His eyes followed me as I walked nearer, standing up when I got to the table. I could do nothing for what seemed like an eternity as I took in his handsome face. His eyes were smoky blue and his smile made me weak at the knees.

  He introduced himself with a voice that sent chills up my spine. I introduced myself and we ordered some wine. After a few sips I began to relax.

  He spoke of his home in Colorado and of the magnificence of the mountains with a description that made me feel like I had been standing there with him. I told him of the rush I got from living in New York City, and how I loved having everything I could ever wish for at my fingertips.

  Our food arrived and I nibbled at my salad as I intently watched him eat. He ate aggressively and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was that aggressive in bed.

  After dinner, he asked if I would be interested in having a drink at his hotel. How could I say no when that was exactly what I had hoped for.

  We took a taxi to his hotel and the scent of his cologne drove my senses mad as we sat together in the confined space. It took all the restraint I had not to reach over and pull him to me. Out the corner of my eye I could see him stirring in his seat as he restrained himself too.

  At last we arrived and took the elevator up to his floor. We had hardly said a word to each other since we left the restaurant and the sexual tension was building as we reached his room. He opened the door and motioned for me to go in first. I walked past him, my eyes going directly to the king size bed, graphic images of all the things we could do danced through my mind. I heard the door shut and the lock click causing my stomach to flutter with anticipation.

  I turned as casually as I could to look at him as he loosened his tie and offered me a drink. I could tell he was nervous, his strong hand trembled slightly as he handed me a glass of wine. Our hands brushed causing chills to run through me. I hadn’t been this turned on in ages and my panties got wetter with every move of his body.

  We sat at the end of the bed and looked at each other. I began talking of how I don’t usually go on blind dates. I knew I was babbling and not making much sense. In an attempt to distract him from my talking, I sat my glass on the nightstand and bent down to remove my shoes. I felt his gaze heavy on my body and then felt a large warm hand on my back, gently running up and down the length of my spine. A small moan escaped me and I slowly sat up to face him. My legs were quivering and my breath became quick as the desire in his eyes penetrated me. He set his glass aside and I could see the hardness of his cock struggling against the material of his pants as he walked past me. I bit my lip my eagerness to have him getting the best of me, I reached for his hand as he came back by me. He gently took my hand and I pulled him down to his knees, spreading my legs, and placing his arms around me. I slowly moved my hands up his arms, to the back of his head, wrapping my fingers in his thick brown hair. Staring deep into his eyes, I moved in closer to kiss his lips. As we made contact I felt so weak that I briefly feared I would faint. The taste of his mouth, softness of his lips and the smell of his cologne were so intoxicating that my kiss became forceful as the hunger for him consumed me. I moaned and pulled him closer to me. He responded with deep-throated groans and held me tighter. His strong hands began to roam my body, every inch he touched became alive, begging for more when he gently pushed me back onto the bed and stood over me. He softly placed his hands on my shoulders, moving them down my body, slipping the dress straps and revealing my bra. He lifted the hem of my dress and slid it up to reveal my garter and panties. On his knees once again, he teasingly kissed the soft flesh of my stomach, slowly outlining the black material of my panties. His hands slipped under the straps of the garter on my thighs and with one knowledgeable movement the hooks were removed from my stockings and I felt them being rolled down my legs. With his hands back on me he started from my ankles and moved up to my waiting pussy. His breath on my skin sending goose bumps in every direction, causing my heart to flutter.

  I felt his hands glide up to my ass and slip under the thin material of my thong and with a quick snap they were off. I gasped out loud and sat up. He looked a little concerned that he had gone too far so I quickly grabbed his head and directed him to my breasts. He latched on to my right nipple immediately and I pulled him closer as the sensations overtook me. My eager hands swept around to h
is broad chest and fumbled with the top button. I hesitated a moment and then pushed him back, grabbing the front of his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons flew everywhere and the sound of them hitting the wall and floor turned me on even more.

  He lifted me, allowing my dress to fall to the floor, and turned me around. With a firm hand, he leaned me over the bed and I heard his pants hit the floor. Slowly he entered the head of his rock hard cock in me a little at a time, teasing me. His strong hands on my ass preventing me from pushing back to get more of him, he continued this lovely form of torture and I whimpered my approval as the tip popped in and out of my velvety opening.

  Unable to stand it any more, I pulled away and motioned for him to lie on the bed. With a grin, he agreed. I crawled over to him placing a hand on his manhood. He shuddered as I grabbed it firmly in my hand. Slowly I took him into my mouth. I could feel the heat coming off him - smell the musky scent of myself as I licked the head of this beautiful cock. My tongue eagerly traced the veins and ridges of every wonderful inch of him, occasionally taking him fully into my mouth, he moaned and my pussy got wetter.

  He grabbed my arms and pulled me up to him shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. He rolled me on my back and climbed on top of me, I spread my legs to welcome him, without hesitation his throbbing cock was deep inside of me.

  He pumped me with the same hunger and eagerness I had seen in the restaurant and my pussy welcomed every thrust. I could feel the walls of my pussy contracting and grasping at his rigid member. My breasts bouncing to the beat of our pelvic ramming, I grasped a tit in my hand and pinched my nipple. The slight pain enhanced the waves now gathering in my clit. I squealed and urged him on grunting, “Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

  This encouraged him and gave him the permission he needed to let me have it and he pounded his cock into me so hard I screamed “Yes! That’s it!”