Deep Pink by A. S. Connor
Sexy Short Stories ( Erotica)

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These eight stories, sure to make you blush, range from clandestine hook-ups to exhibitionism and voyeurism.

A daring wife distracts her husband from his yard work when she appears nearly naked, ready to get down and dirty in the garden.

An urban couple make the most of their breaks from work by meeting up for steamy intimate moments in public places.

A young man eagerly arrives for his eye exam, knowing the doctor intends to check out more than just his vision.

Another couple gets off on rough sex, all the while lobbing heated insults at each other.

A man refuses to come until his partner reveals her fantasies, and the sexy and surprising pictures she sends drive him wild.

A woman wants an unconventional birthday present, and her husband and another man are happy to oblige.

The nightly train ride home is made less tiresome by covert fondling from a stranger.

A woman observes a neighbor masturbating and can't help but match him stroke for stroke.

Though these tantalizing short stories have enough variety to satisfy many different tastes, they are bound together by one thing: pulse-pounding sexual journeys of exploration, fantasy, and, of course, lots of sex.

CAUTION, These Stories Are Hot: This collection contains graphic descriptions that are sure to curl your toes! It may not be suitable for all readers, however.

This collection contains eight stories, and is approximately 17,000 words in length.


After coming home from work my husband asks me:

“Did you touch yourself today?”

I blush and lower my chin and hide behind a curtain of dark, wavy hair.


He sets his briefcase down and walks up behind me. I feel the bulge pressing into me, and I know the question he's going to ask: “What did you fantasize about?”

But I won't tell him.

I watch his broad shoulders walk away. He's wearing a blue dress-shirt and slacks that fit him perfectly.

In a few minutes he emerges in gym shorts and a t-shirt. “Gonna play some b-ball for a while.” When he comes back inside, I've got dinner ready. He's sweaty and smells like a man. He takes my breath away as he peels off the soaked t-shirt. I see the bulge in the front of his shorts. He pins me against the counter and kisses me. I put my hands on his sweat-slicked back as he tastes my lips. He's salty, it makes me wet.

I'm making dinner, I protest, but not really.

He devours my neck with his lips, his shadow scratchy against the smoothness of my skin. I hold my breath. I want him, but I want the game more.

Nibbling my ear, he asks me again: “When you're rubbing that soaking pussy of yours, what do you imagine?”

But I wont tell him.

About A. S. Connor

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Published June 6, 2011 by Sudozine Media. 50 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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