Win a copy of The XXX Weekends, WTF erotica by K.C. Cave

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I’m giving away 10 copies of my hottest, most explicit erotica story, The XXX Weekends. Odds are 50-50 in this Amazon Giveaway. What have you got to lose? Click here.

E-Read Erotica Reviews: Creatively hot, oozing with sexual tension and desire, this book is a masterfully written slice of pure, seething desire and lesbian lust. A let’s pretend trip between two women to Washington DC leads to one of them discovering her absolute limits of her passion and how far they can be stretched, only to have her inhibitions broken and a torrent of emotion unleashed. Not to be missed, and an incredible entry in this red-hot series.

Melanie stepped into the room and froze.

“What the fuck? A recording studio?”

Two video cameras on tripods and three lights on stands pointed at the queen bed. Wires led to a laptop on the desk, and a cable from the computer ran to the flat screen TV on the wall facing the bed.

“It’s gear I picked up at the conference. I thought, hey, I’ve got to figure out how to use this equipment, and tonight is a perfect opportunity.”

“I’ll end up on PornHub!”

“No, Melanie. Relax. I promise, I absolutely promise, to erase it tomorrow. It’ll be fun!”

The younger woman looked skeptical. “Okay.”

Junie helped Melanie undress. While her lover arranged herself on the bed, Junie checked the camera angles. Images appeared both on the small computer screen and the TV. A remote allowed her to switch between cameras, as well as control the zoom. One camera was directed at the top of the bed to record Melanie’s face, while the other was aimed at her torso.

“Face cam, pussy cam,” she pointed out to Melanie.

After stripping down to her lacy bra and thong, Junie fiddled with two miniature microphones, clipping one to her bra and taping the other to Melanie’s collarbone.

Satisfied that everything was in place, Junie settled on the side of the bed next to Melanie. She jabbed the remote, and the camera lights came on.

“Live, from Washington! Tonight, we have a remote studio set up in a trendy Dupont Circle boutique hotel for a unique event we know you’ll all enjoy—the first-ever fisting of Melanie!”

Melanie gave her a sour look and rolled her eyes.

“But first, a little background for our new viewers. Melanie, tell us a little about yourself. Let’s start with your age.”

“Twenty-five.”

“Yes, folks, this stunning beauty is in the bloom of youth. Observe her gorgeous face! Look at those luscious breasts! The curve of her hips! And this…”

Junie ran a hand from Melanie’s throat, over her breasts and down her abdomen, resting it on her freshly waxed Mound of Venus.

“This is the main event, Melanie’s fabulous yoni. Melanie, can you fill viewers in about your sex life? Give them some context?”

“I was a virgin until I was twenty-one.”

“Imagine! In this day and age! It’s sort of kinky in its own way. How many lovers have you had?”

“Until a month ago, only one.”

“Ah, yes, the late, but not missed, boyfriend. That didn’t work out so well, did it?”

“He preferred beating off to porn over making love to me.”

“For viewers not up on the latest vernacular, I’ll translate. Melanie’s ex-boyfriend preferred stroking his penis to ejaculation while watching recordings of people performing sex acts on the internet. That right, Melanie?”

“Yes, Junie, that’s essentially correct.”

“Did you try to do anything about that?”

“I lost twenty pounds, but it didn’t matter.”

“We called Melanie ‘The XXX Widow’ when she first came to our home studio. What a shame. What about since then?” Junie’s hand moved down to Melanie’s pussy and gently squeezed her labia in a slow rhythm, massaging her clit through her chubby pussy lips.

“Well, I met you.”

“And?”

“In pretty short order, I was sleeping with your husband.”

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