* NOTE: Recommended for readers who enjoy erotica with a story (the author's brand of erotica is NOT defined by explicitness).
SUMMARY: An erotic short story in which two friends yield to their animal instincts, in a straight-up, gratuitous public encounter.
* This story appears in Jess C Scott's '4:Play' (significant savings for anthology).
Praise for Jess C Scott's BLACK VELVET:
"There were definitely a lot of incredibly steamy parts...and yet many times I was pleasantly surprised by the gentle, even tender parts of the story, which complemented the raunchy scenes very appropriately."
-- Review by unlikelyaristotle, September 2009
*It�s one of those nights. Closed the curtains and locked my room door from the start. Now I�m bringing the lights down a little lower.*
This is how I like it.
I look at myself in the mirror. I love having a big mirror. I like the undivided attention.
The gear, the get-up? Nothing too fancy � no leather, feather boas, spikes or handcuffs for me. I saw a couple chained to each other by the wrist with a set of cuffs once. They were making out on the street at night.
I�m standing in a simple white camisole. The only other item I have on is a ruffled leopard thong.
I start thinking of what it�d be like, if there was a boy here.
"Hello, foxy," he�d greet me in a low, smooth voice.
He�d be standing behind, holding my hand, the other circled around my waist.
He would lean in to nudge the loose strands of hair off the back of my neck so he could place the side of his face on the exposed area of skin there. Start kissing, exploring round the neck, gradually going up to the ears. His hands over my milky-white breasts, the tips of his fingers instead of mine, working the nipples, now becoming erect. I see them, hard and prominent against the thin silken fabric.
The first wave hits me, quick as a lightning bolt.
*Things...start to spin, a little. What if this wasn�t actually my room? Where would I be? Who would I be?*