by Jane Kemp
ROUGH SEX GALORE
Five Hardcore Rough Sex Erotica Shorts
by Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
TWO COCKS FOR MY WIFE’S THREE HOLES
TAKEN BY THE TRIPLETS
ON MY HUSBAND’S POLE- ONE NIGHT AS A STRIPPER
TAKEN IN THE LIBRARY
KISSING IN COPENHAGEN
TWO COCKS FOR MY WIFE’S THREE HOLES
(My Wife’s Secret Desires Episode No. 5)
by Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
Things had gone back to crazy the past week, with Korrine managing an important client for her advertising firm and Max being on an almost twenty-four hour rotation at the emergency room at the hospital. That was why, when Max had given her a call to let her know that he would be bringing a co-worker home and could she make sure that there would be dinner ready for them when they got there. Korrine had been ready to call him right back and tell him he would have to pick something up himself because, hey, she was working too. But she thought of all the wonderful fantasies Max had made true for her over the past weeks and she figured she could do this one thing for him. So, on her way home she stopped and picked up some Chinese food, thinking that it couldn’t be that bad to spend some time with Max’s co-worker.
She got home first and began to get the table set for three when she heard the front door open and then Max’s voice calling, “Babe?”
“I’m in the kitchen, come on in, dinner’s ready.”
Max turned the corner and walked over to give her a hug and behind him came a man that was the epitome of rugged good looks. He had blond hair that had natural highlights that she guessed from observing his athletic build he got from being outdoors a lot, hiking or biking or something. His blue eyes were the same color as the ocean with flecks of green and grey. His square jaw was covered in light stubble, as if he had just stopped shaving for the week and his smile was warm and comforting. She knew right away he was a doctor.
“Honey, this is Terry Jameson. He’s one of the rising stars in the field of neurology.” Max interrupted her thoughts as he introduced his stunning guest.
“Oh, so you’re a real life brain surgeon.”
“Yes, ma’am, the punch line of many jokes.” He had a mild southern accent and she tried to place it. He laughed when she finally gave up without success. “Actually, I come from the bayou.”
“Wow, Louisiana. That sounds so exotic. I keep telling Max we need to go for Mardi Gras.”
Terry nodded. “Well, it is indeed an experience, but not one I recommend unless you can hold your liquor.”
“Okay, well, why don’t we have some dinner and we can talk more about you and your alcoholic state.”
Terry laughed again and Korrine enjoyed the sound. As they moved to the table, Korrine held her husband back for a second to whisper in his ear. “Is this anything to do with the list?”
Max just shrugged and told her to grab some beers. Korrine looked at him suspiciously and hoped in her heart that her suspicions were correct.
The list she had asked about was a list of the top ten sexual fantasies for women and it was a list that she had become very familiar with over the past few months, first on her own and then with her husband, after he accidentally discovered it on her computer.
Max and she had had a rough patch not too long ago when their new jobs began to put strain on their relationship by swallowing all their time. They were rarely seeing each other as she worked all day and then brought bundles home with her and Max went running off with each late night page. It had been the list that had helped strengthen their sense of closeness and had helped Korrine to feel not so lonely anymore. It was the list that Max was working through, trying to make every fantasy on it come true for his wife. So far, he had managed to have her tied up and fucked hard by a friend, been there to teach her naughty schoolgirl a lesson in spanking and anal sex, had her fucked by a stranger in a dance studio and arranged a threesome with the two of them and a hot redhead named Annie. Overall, it had given Korrine some of the hardest orgasms of her life and a new sense of understanding between her husband and her.
That’s why, though, as she ate her sweet and sour pork and steamed rice, she kept sensing that this was going to turn out to be one of those nights. She had thought so the moment she had laid eyes on Terry, thinking that Max would only invite such a hunk into their house for one purpose. But, as dinner progressed and then ended and they went to the living room with their beers, she began to doubt what she initially thought had to be the case. And when Terry stood up to thank her for dinner and then made his way to the door, she felt completely foolish for having thought it at all. Of course he wasn’t going to be some part of their fantasies. He was a co-worker and they were busy and that was that.
Later that night, as they were getting ready for bed, Korrine looked at Max and felt a little sorrow hit her. Were they becoming too busy again? Was the list dead? It had been a while since they had done anything. She sighed and scooted in next to Max. “Goodnight, sweetie.” When he didn’t even look up from his papers as he wished her goodnight, she felt certain that the list was a thing of the past.
She heard the noise clearly this time and sat bolt upright in bed, but as she reached for her light, Max took hold of her arm and whispered. “No, it will only warn them that we know they’re there. I’ll go down and check it out.” Feeling her heart beat so hard she thought it might fall out of her chest, she nodded and let him go.
She waited in the darkness, trying to see and hear any commotion that might appear, when hands grabbed her and pinned her to the bed. She was about to scream when the light flashed on and she saw handsome Terry, naked and lying beside her on the bed. Max was on her other side, also completely naked. Since she slept with nothing on, they made a bare-assed sandwich.
Suddenly, she grinned, ready to turn to Max and declare she knew it was the list all the time, but before she could, Terry shifted his weight onto her side and bent down and kissed her. He was strong, his hands on her arms gripping her tightly, and his lips were forceful as he bore down on her and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She felt one hand leave her arm and move to her breast and she gasped loudly as he squeezed it tightly and then slapped at her nipple.
Max was behind her and she felt his hands join in, grasping her ass cheeks and squeezing them open and closed in a rhythm that she began to feel deep in her pussy. As Terry’s mouth left hers and went lower to suck her tit into its warmth, she felt Max’s fingers probing around her tight hole and she shivered between them.
The thought of being with another woman had always seemed wonderful and exotic to Korrine, and they had had a great time with Annie when they had spent the night with her. But a second man in their bed made Korrine a little fearful because she knew it would likely lead to two of her holes being filled at once, and she wasn’t sure she could handle it. But as she continued to feel Terry’s tongue stroking her nipple and Max’s fingers working her ass, she began to heat up to the idea.
Then, Terry pulled his mouth from her nipple with a loud smack and he maneuvered himself to his knees, so that he was kneeling right above her head. Putting a hand on her head, he pulled her forward and she didn’t need to be told to open her mouth, but licked her lips and sucked his shaft in greedily, causing him to groan as she slipped all the way down to the base.
Before the list, she hadn’t deep throated often, not really enjoying blowjobs at all.
But now, she knew what it did for a man to see his dick all the way in a woman’s mouth and she wanted to push Terry into high gear. She could already feel her pussy getting wet and ready for some thick cock and she wanted to move it fast. So, she held him in her throat as long as she could and then began to bob her head up and down, sucking and licking just the head before plunging all the way down again. His large hands with the delicate surgeon fingers massaged her shoulders as she sucked him, and she felt chills all the way up and down her spine, centering on her throbbing pussy.
Max was now the one to move, sliding up on the other side to push his dick toward her face as she sucked his co-worker. Moving her mouth off Terry, she shifted around to take Max into her mouth and let him slide into her throat. He groaned and laid a hand on her head as she moved on him, and she felt his excitement all the way to her toes. Turning these two on was making her incredibly wet, and she didn’t think she could wait much longer for them to pay some attention to her.
Thankfully, they both got the sense that she needed a little something and they moved down the bed, Terry reaching for her and picking her up to put her on her hands and knees. Then, lifting one of her legs into the air, she felt his head lower and then his mouth was on her and his lips were moving on her clit, making her squeal and moan as he also used his tongue to delve inside her pussy. In a moment, though, he was gone and in place of his mouth, she now felt his large cock pressing against her slit and she pushed back, helping him to slide all the way into her cunt.
She began to rock her ass up and down wildly, shifting his dick around inside her until she felt the familiar tensing that signaled her orgasm was close. Then, Terry suddenly pulled out and she felt like screaming. God, she was so close! But she was quickly shifted around and this time she would have no reason to complain.
The first thing that happened was that Max positioned himself at the head of the bed and then, he reached for Korrine and pulled her over to his lap, settling her onto his cock backwards, so that she was facing away from him. She felt her orgasm immediately ramp up and she moved fast in his lap to push herself over the edge. But, once again, she was kept from that vital moment, this time by Max, as he lifted her up and pulled himself out of her pulsing pussy. She groaned loudly this time, thinking that she was being tormented on purpose, but Max quickly adjusted and suddenly, his cock was pushing between her ass cheeks and then, into her tight hole. With one hard thrust, he was filling her ass and she was squirming as the pain rolled over her body.
But this was not her first time, that being during another of their fantasy sessions when they had dressed as teacher and school girl, so she felt the pain fade more quickly and now, she was left with a tremendous need for some attention on her pussy. Looking up, she saw Terry moving close and she grabbed his arm once he was in reach. She heard Max command him to “Fuck her cunt now!”
His eyes full of lust, he maneuvered between their legs and pushed her back to lay against Max as he moved close enough to begin thrusting his dick into her pussy. With the first thrust, he got barely more than the head of his cock in, but she already felt full. When he quickly thrust hard again and slipped over halfway in, she gasped, breathless at the feel of two cocks filling her pussy and her ass. Max stopped thrusting for a moment to let Terry push the rest of the way in and then, Max’s hands gripping her hips and Terry’s hands on her thighs, both men started moving frantically. Their cocks slid against each other inside her and she felt her orgasm suddenly explode inside her, making her muscles tense completely and her pussy and ass clench hard around the dicks pushing inside her. Max yelled soon after her, thrusting deep in her ass and spurting cum into her tight hole, his throbbing cock sending matching spasms through her ass and pussy.
Moments later, Terry pulled out and jumped up as he grabbed her head and brought it down on his dick as he unloaded what seemed like gallons of warm sticky semen into her throat, making her gag as she tried to swallow and with each gag, making her pussy spasm hard.
Then, Terry fell back and lay at the foot of the bed, his breathing loud and ragged. Korrine pushed herself off Max and felt incredibly empty after having been stuffed with two cocks just minutes ago. Max was the first one to move, sliding his feet to the floor and going into the restroom to pull on pajama bottoms. When he came back out, Terry had already gotten up and started dressing, pulling his clothes from the chair in the corner where he had silently dropped them in the dark before surprising Korrine.
Once he was dressed, Terry said his goodbyes to Korrine, who had slid under the covers because she now felt the cold air on her overheated body, and then Max walked with him downstairs. Sitting in bed alone, waiting for Max to return, Korrine sighed contentedly. It was amazing how the list had rejuvenated her relationship with Max. Just a bunch of words on computer screen and paper, but they had led to some of the most fulfilling adventures of her life.
She hoped the next one was even wilder.
TAKEN BY THE TRIPLETS
A Double Penetration Gangbang Short
by Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
What was she even doing? She didn’t have the time to waste, or the money and yet, she was still climbing on the plane and heading for Las Vegas to interview for some reality show about blind dates. Supposedly, two random people would get set up by the producers and go for a blind date and then air all the dirty laundry, good and bad, on national TV. She had heard of shows like this before and thought that they had sounded ridiculous, but her best friend had convinced her that it was in her best interest to try. In fact, it had been Rhonda who had pointed out the ad in the paper. “You need to do this, you know why? Because you have become one of the most sorry-assed lonely people I have ever seen. I think Eleanor Rigby was meant for you, Paul just got the name wrong.”
Dara thought that was a cheap blow. Rhonda knew she was a Beatles fan. But Dara agreed that things had become somewhat pathetic lately in the realm of socialization. She had a full time job and a full load of classes at the local college and she volunteered every Saturday at a local soup kitchen. She wasn’t sure that she bought Rhonda’s opinion that she was actively avoiding a social life, but it had been something that hadn’t held much appeal for her since she had split with Matthieu, her French-Canadian boyfriend of the past two years. She had to admit it was possible that she was trying to fill her days to avoid any real entanglements.
Finally, after Rhonda had eliminated excuse after excuse, telling her that she had paid vacation time owed to her and that Rhonda herself would take over soup kitchen duties that Saturday. She wouldn’t really miss much school, just one math class on Friday that was an easy breeze anyway. So, she gave in and bought a ticket and booked an audition.
She was nervous, there was no denying that. It was just a dating show, not a talent contest, it wasn’t like she was going to get up and sing, but it still felt very Hollywood. They filmed the interviews of course, and they put her through make-up and wardrobe like some movie star. And then she sat down and the questions began.
“How long has it been since you went on a date?”
“What was the longest time you were in a serious relationship?”
“Do you prefer introverts or extroverts?”
“Do you like animals? Sports? Cars? Movies?”
“What is the perfect date in your mind?”
“Do you think money is important or something nice to have yet not necessary?”
“What was the most attractive quality in a man?”
The questions went on and on and all the while, they were fussing around her with lighting and camera angles, stopping every few minutes it seemed to make adjustments. It was strange and exhilarating and frustrating all at once. By the time she finished, she was feeling so confused that she had trouble finding the exit. Great, a dumb blond moment caught on film.
She made her way back to the hotel an
d ordered in, waiting to hear if she would be selected for the show. She had been told that she would be contacted no later than ten o’clock the next morning and so she stayed in, thinking that any moment could be the moment. She finally went to bed at eleven thirty, knowing in her heart that she had not been chosen.
The phone rang at seven o’clock and she cracked her eyes open enough to see who it was. When she saw that it was the show, she hurriedly answered, her voice still rough from sleep. “Hello?”
“Yes, Miss Price?” The voice on the other end was a man’s voice and it sounded a lot like a game show announcer.
Dara’s heart beat faster. “This is Dara Price.”
“Miss Price, it is our pleasure to inform you that you have been chosen to appear on Love is Blind. We will be sending a car around to pick you up for filming at ten o’clock. We will handle clothing and such in the studio, so don’t worry about all that. We just ask that you be ready on time, and we look forward to seeing you soon.”
The voice hung up and Dara stood there, paralyzed by the realization that she was going on a date on national television. She called Rhonda to let her know the good news and then she got ready, not wanting to piss off the powers that be.
The car arrived promptly at ten and she was whisked off to the studios. She was escorted to a trailer where she was handed off to a wardrobe person who quickly walked her through racks of clothing to help her choose something for the date. “You mean, I’m going on the date right now?”
The handler looked her and smiled. “That would be the reason we’re here.”
She couldn’t believe it. It was so fast. With help, she chose a deep green dress that worked well with her Irish complexion (read that as having freckles) and auburn hair. She was then whisked off to make-up and, while in the chair, an assistant producer rushed in and introduced himself. He then proceeded to give her the basic run down of how things would work and also a limited profile of her blind date. She listened as well as she could while she got powdered and primped and hair-sprayed. Then, when she was okayed, he led her to the studio where they would be recording the interview portions of the show. She followed along quietly, her head spinning, everything seeming to move so fast.
