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Title: An Erotic ABC Part One: A to F
Author : Neneh Gordon
Release Date : January 21, 2012
Genre: Erotica,Books,Fiction & Literature,
Pages : * pages
Size : 106 KB

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The first six tales from Neneh Gordon's erotic ABC. Adultery - she's been dreaming about Joe for months, but they both have partners. Then she finds out he's single again. Blind-Date - Syresia's half-fae and sick of mortal men. Will her blind-date with a doctor give her the strong man she's looking for? Cougar - Jeff's a virginal computer geek who meets a busty physicist. She takes his cherry and gives him something amazing in return. Delicious - another trip to the pizza parlour to ogle her latest crush, but this time he's got something tastier for her to wrap her lips around. Elegance - Denice has an aversion to vibrators that her girlfriend just doesn't share. Maybe she just hasn't found the right one yet. Fire - On this special night, a burning pyre awaits her. Will she survive her wedding to a fiery groom? Contains explicit sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, FF, MF, sex toys. This collection of short stories is roughly 10,000 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen. EXCERPTLast night, I found out Alison had left him. Steve dropped it into conversation over dinner. The words just slipped off his tongue. He didn’t feel the tremors when they hit the surface of our almost-marriage. He didn’t hear the eight years we’d spent together creaking under the strain as the our foundations crumbled. Joe was a free agent again. Unlike me. Later that night, I lay in bed next to Steve and thought about the stolen kiss at last year’s Christmas party. He’d been so drunk, I doubted Joe would remember it. But I did. In the months since, it had been my stock image when Steve rolled off me to go to sleep and I slid my hand between my legs to finish what he’d started. I know what you’re thinking. If things had got so bad that I masturbated to memories of a drunken snog with a mutual friend, why was I still sharing Steve’s bed? Because I was a coward. Steve wanted me and he was dependable. I didn’t have the guts to throw that away. This morning, I went for my usual run - through the park and along the canal. I told myself to stop thinking about him. Just because he knew I ran here at this time every Saturday, didn’t mean that he would come to find me. A group of teenage girls blocked my path and I had to slow down to get through them. I tried to remember how it felt to be so young. They probably thought I was a dried up old hag. I certainly felt the part, gritting my teeth with irritation as they interrupted my run. I’d only just got into my stride. Then I saw him. Sitting on a bench, looking at the ducks on the water. Was he thinking about Alison? Or was he lusting over those nubile teenagers? It was stupid to think he’d be interested in me. We were the same age, but he had that sexy little-boy-lost thing. And it was different for men. I could have jogged on. Pretended that I hadn’t seen him. But I didn’t. I slowed to a stop in front of his bench. “Hi.” He tried a smile. It was drenched with something bitter. Regret? Guilt? Whatever he was feeling, he still looked good enough to eat up with a spoon. “Hi.”