Lip Service, Book 3 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures is now available. The blurb, an excerpt and details below.
The blurb: After taking seven horny steelworkers on a busted pool table, Alison was ready for something different. She pulled a mashed-up business card out of her purse, the one from the cop she seduced a couple of weeks before. She was a cute female cop who had pulled her over on the interstate just as Alison was about to climax, thanks to her remote-controlled vibrator. The seduction was in an interstate motel—and it was the best sex she had ever had. Now, Alison wanted that sexy cop again. She made the call, and Alison’s new affair kicked off with a long weekend of sex—in a movie theater ladies room, in Alison’s bedroom, in a grocery store, at the mall, with a three-way with another gorgeous woman … you get the idea. Lip Service is 15,000 words of hot and heavy, panty-wetting, woman-on-woman erotica. If you like hard and explicit sex, you’ll love Lip Service.
An excerpt: Moving back toward her, I undid my shirt and dropped it on the floor on top of her clothes. I took off my jeans, enjoying her sharp intake of breath when she saw my black G-string and matching bra.
Standing before her, I undid the clasp of my bra and let it fall to the floor. My breasts swayed, happy to be free. I lifted them toward her, massaging them as her mouth and tongue sought me out, eager to lick me. I laughed and pulled back, teasing her.
I picked up the hiking stick and pushed it up and under the front of her bra. I pulled hard, which allowed her small breasts to escape the tightness of her straps.
Her bra dangled haphazardly under her armpits, while I slid the pole down the front of her panties. She sucked in her stomach, as though fearing I would scrape her belly.
I hooked her panties on the tip of the pole, snagging them, and pulled down hard, poking a hole in the fabric. I yanked hard and pulled them down to her ankles. She kicked them off.
Moriah was completely nude now, swaying with desire. Her small breasts and firm pink nipples stood out on her stretched torso. I gazed at her wide hips and her triangle of pubic hair atop her shapely legs.
I licked my lips.
Running my fingers through her bush, I spread out the hair, enjoying the smoothness of it, so unlike my nearly hairless pussy. She opened her legs, inviting me in.
But I had other plans. I took the leather-covered handle of the walking stick and ran it from her ankle up the inside of her leg, straying over her pussy. And then down her other leg. She arched herself toward me, her legs opening as wide as she could in her position, which really wasn’t very wide.
I took the handle to my own panties, pushing aside the crotch, and began to massage my labia with the leather handle, rubbing the end of it on my clit.
“Oh, yeah, this feels so good,” I purred, eyeing her for a reaction. I pushed it further down, working the leather handle into my folds and to the entrance to my hole.
It was starting to feel delicious. I discovered I was wet.
I moved closer to her and thrust my hips into hers, the end of the walking stick now rubbing up against both our pussies.
“Fuck me now, Allie. Please,” she begged.
Word count: 15,000