Teaser: Super Hot Bundle

As the title says, this bundle is super hot! It’s eleven stories of pure deliciousness in one package. Here’s a little preview of what’s inside:

For a brief second Dawn was going to tell him that of course she thought they were done. As earth-shattering as the sex was, she was still a married woman and had to go back to her husband and her dull, often sexless life. Then she recovered from her momentary insanity and took the arm he offered. They walked out together.

His secretary was gone and the only person who saw them leave was a dark-haired man with green eyes who clapped William on the back and said he’d talk to him in a little while. Then they were in the elevator going down to the parking garage, where a town car was waiting to take them to his place.

Dawn realized she needed to tell her husband what was happening and texted Paul that his boss was taking her home for the night. His only response was that he thought it might be the case and that he’d talk to her tomorrow. It was like he enjoyed hearing about it!

William gave the driver instructions and then shut the divider and it wasn’t hard to figure out what he was thinking. She moved over to him, unable to resist licking her lips as she unzipped his fly and took out his cock. It was thick, red, pre-cum oozing out of the top, and once again she had to marvel over how that beast fit inside of her.

She stuck her tongue out and slid it around the head, taking quick, eager laps at it. She kissed it and moved down the shaft to his balls to give them a suck before moving back down to the end.

“Grab it with your hand,” he said, his voice tight. Dawn never thought of herself as particularly good at sucking cock, but he sure seemed to like it.

She did as he said and gently closed her hand around it and moved it up and down, then, seeing as he needed more, closed it tighter. She stroked him while her tongue toyed with the tip and then enveloped him with her mouth. Her hand moved further down and she rubbed him in time with the bobs of her head, in and out, in and out. She got into a rhythm with it. William gasped and she released her hold on him to suck him in deeper.

It’s got everything that you could ever want. Be sure to look for it next week!

❤ Aurora

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Teaser: Her Hot Neighbor

You guys ready for another hot snippet of my latest story? Here it is:

I was ready to burst out laughing. It was a joke. It had to be. But then I saw the gleam in his eye and all the laughter dried up. He was absolutely serious.

I should have been insulted that he wanted me to use sex to buy his silence, but the burning in my pussy indicated that it was all for the prospect. Mr. Carter was tall and broad-shouldered, with dark hair swept back from his forehead. I never realized that was my type until I laid eyes on him.

“This offer will expire when I leave the house,” he said, walking towards the door. I jumped in front of him and twisted the lock shut.

“I never said no,” I told him.

He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me over to him, running his hands all over my body. He stroked up my thighs to my shorts, then reached back to cup my ass before moving on to my flat stomach. My pussy was radiating heat that I was sure he could feel. Then he went up underneath my shirt to fondle my breasts, tweaking one of my rock-hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I leaned my head back and moaned.

Mr. Carter—or Max, as I might as well call him—reached one hand back down to my shorts, unsnapping the top button and slipping down to my slit. He rubbed around my clit and a jolt of electricity went through me. All the times I had touched myself had never felt like this.

It was a good thing he had a hold of me because my legs turned to jelly as he kept teasing my clit. I cried out. My fingernails scraped down the back of his shirt. My body tightened, my breathing came in sharp gasps, and then I felt something like an explosion radiating out from my pussy. Nothing ever felt this good in my life.

Then he threw me down on the couch and began unbuckling his pants, and I watched him take out the largest cock that I had ever seen. Not that I had ever seen any before except in pictures, but even then his seemed bigger. It was dark, almost red, and there was a dribble of pre-cum coming out of the tip. I licked my lips in anticipation.

There is so much more where that came from! If you think you can handle it, it’ll be ready for you next week. See you then!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: The New Hotwife

Want to see what I’ve been working on this week? Here’s a little taste:

Both of them were too shocked to speak. Meredith thought it had to be a joke, and a bad one at that, but Brant had a gleam in his eye that indicated he was being absolutely serious. She thought she was going to faint.

“I’ll give you two a minute to decide,” he said, sounding confident that he knew the answer that he’d receive.

The second he was out the door, Meredith let out a desperate moan. “What are we going to do?”

“I don’t know. What can we do? I guess it’ll have to be your decision. You know. Because you’ll be the one… doing it.”

“How can you even talk about it like I could actually do it?” she said.

“Because otherwise it means we’re both getting fired and we don’t have enough money in our savings account to last to the end of the month. But if you don’t want to go through with it, then… I don’t know. We’ll have to think of something else.”

“Of course we’re thinking of something else!” she yelled. Not that she had any ideas. It had to be illegal to threaten them like this, but she and Ben couldn’t afford a lawyer, while Evan Brant probably had ten on retainer.

She held her head in her hands, unable to think of a way out of this mess. All she did was walk in on two people having sex. How did it get so crazy?

Ben rested a hand on her back. “Maybe it won’t be so bad.”

“How can you say that? It would be cheating!”

“I don’t care about that. I really need this job, Merrie. We’ll be in huge trouble without it. If you go through with it then you can go have some fun and we can both go on eating.”

Before she could protest, Brant came back in expecting an answer. And Ben stood up and told him she would do it. Her heart jumped into her throat as he left and promised that he would see her tomorrow. This time she really was going to faint.

She felt herself growing dizzy and Brant took hold of her arm.

“Better get ahold of yourself,” he said. “We’ve got a big night ahead of us. You canceled my afternoon meeting, yes?”

Meredith nodded numbly. She hadn’t known this was what he was planning when he told her to do so. It had been just a normal day then.

“Good.” He went back around to his chair and say down, and then she heard the purr of him unzipping his pants.

“Come to me,” he said. “On your hands and knees.”

There was a moment when she thought of just running out of the room, but in the end she found that she did not want to do so, although she felt ashamed and dirty to admit it. She crawled over to him and found his thick, meaty cock sticking out of his pants. It was bigger than she was used to and she found herself drooling at the sight of it.

There’s a lot more hotness where that came from. Want to see for yourself? Check it out next week!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: So Many Hot Professors

Time for another bundle! Yes, already! It’s three hot stories with three sexy professors and three desperate students. What’s not to like? Here’s a taste:

I got up early that day so I could pick out something nice to wear and do my makeup. Alicia couldn’t believe it and asked what I was up to.

“You think if you look all cute that he’s going to go easy on you?” she said. “As if. You might as well get back into bed.”

“It can’t hurt to try,” I said with a nervous laugh. She gave me a weird look but dropped the subject.

It was the earliest I had ever arrived to class. I sat in the front row, right next to Alicia, anxiously awaiting Professor Drayton’s arrival. It was the longest ten minutes of my life, but nothing compared to the torture of having him six feet away from me but being unable to reach out and touch him.

He was so perfect. It was easy to picture him without his clothes on as he taught, his bronzed muscles rippling, his cock hard. It made me so hot just thinking about it. My nipples were tightening and my pussy started dripping. It was all I could do not to leap on him and fuck him right there.

Finally class was over. I didn’t have class for a few hours, plenty of time for some fun, but when I got up to casually ask the professor a question he was already walking out the door. I followed him out and down the hall, catching him outside the office of the department chair, Professor Harrison. He went in and shut the door behind him, but not before I caught a glimpse of Harrison. And he did not look happy.

Oh no. He found out. This was all my fault.

“Waiting for a private meeting?” a voice said.

I jumped and backed away, which probably only made me look guiltier. Why did Professor Spicer have to be lurking around?

“I was just…”

“Don’t bother with the excuses,” he said. “I know exactly what you were up to. But your beloved teacher is far too busy to take care of you right now. You’ll have to deal with me.”

I blinked, unsure of what was going on. He took me by the hand and led me down to his office, about the same size as Professor Drayton’s but looking bigger since it didn’t have the couch off to one side.

“Take off your clothes,” he said.

“What? No! You can’t possibly—”

“But I do.”

I felt stuck. I didn’t want Professor Drayton to get in more trouble because of me. So I started to remove my clothes, my skirt, my shirt, my bra and panties. Spicer looked me up and down, quite satisfied with what he was seeing.

“He said you have a nice little mouth. Let’s see how you taste.”

He started kissing my neck and moved down to my breasts, sucking on one and then the other until I shivered and moaned. Then he pushed me onto his desk so he could go further down between my legs and lick my pussy. He sucked on my clit and teased his tongue around my entrance. I clapped my hands over my mouth to stop the scream from coming out as I climaxed.

“You are a dirty little slut,” he said, unzipping his fly.

Excited yet? I know I am. Look for it next week!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: Joining The Team

Got another hot, sexy story for you about a girl and a football team. Check it out:

One day, after returning from a bunch of errands, I smelled cigarette smoke as I walked up to the building. I wrinkled my nose. I had a pretty good idea who it was before I found Greg around the corner with a cigarette hanging from his mouth.

“You just want to get in trouble,” I said.

“You going to tattle on me?”

The only thing Dad hated more than lateness was one of his players smoking. This could get him suspended from the team.

“I guess not,” I said. “Although I don’t know what I get out of it.”

“I can think of a few things,” he said, a wide grin spreading across his face. It wasn’t hard to figure out what he was getting at and my cheeks went hot and red.

“Cut that out,” I said. “You need to get inside.”

“Come on. You know you like it.” He stubbed out the cigarette and started moving towards me. I could have just left, but I found that I didn’t want to.

He leaned over me, one of his thick, muscular arms next to me. My nose filled with his masculine musk and as I stared into his eyes I wondered what he was going to do to me. Whatever it was wasn’t going to be enough.

“I see the way you stare out at us,” he said. “Practically drooling.”

“I do not,” I said, knowing damn well that I did.

“You try to play the good girl,” he went on. “But I think you’d rather be something else. Come on. Why don’t you get down on your knees for me?”

“N-no… I couldn’t…”

His other hand rested on my shoulder and began pushing. I made no attempt to resist.

His cock was already hard and jutting forward in his pants. I leaned forward and pulled down the zipper, the reached in for his cock.

Maybe it only seemed huge because it was the first one that I had ever seen in real life. I had seen pictures back in college and always felt dirty as I snatched glances at them, but it still looked completely different than what I was expecting.

“Go on, get started,” Greg said.

I stuck out my tongue and began sliding it around the tip. I wasn’t sure what to do so I kept an eye on him and whenever he seemed to like what I was doing I just did more of it. I teased around the tip and then popped it in my mouth for a quick suck that made Greg let out the most satisfied sigh I had ever heard.

And that’s just the beginning. The rest of it is so much hotter! It’ll be here next week. Be sure to check it out!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: Naughty Hotwives

I’ve got another three-book bundle ready and raring to go. Here’s a little snippet of what’s to come (pun absolutely intended):

Once wasn’t enough for Logan Price. If Carrie wanted her husband to get that job, she had to go down to the office and get it for him. As the realization sunk in, Carrie found herself getting dizzy. Good thing she was sitting or otherwise she might have fainted.

“You don’t have to do it,” Brian said. As if it was possible to avoid it. If she refused, she’d end up babysitting Lindsay Jackson’s spoiled brats for the summer. And no one at school would ever let her forget it.

“I’ll do it,” she said in a small voice. Brian couldn’t hide the relief on his face as he sent out a text, likely to confirm that the final interview was on. Carrie’s heart seemed to be beating loud enough to deafen her.

The next day, she stood in front of her closet trying to figure out what to wear. Casual? Formal? She had never done this sort of thing before… Except that wasn’t quite true, was it? No wonder they wanted her to come in when it was so easy for her to give it up before.

She ended up picking the gray skirt and pink blouse she wore to her own interview when she got her job at the school. Her hands were shaking badly and it took a while for her to put on her makeup. She was just glad her lipstick wasn’t a huge smear.

Brian held her hand when they left the building. They really couldn’t afford another cab ride but he insisted, saying that it wouldn’t be good for her to show up stinking like the subway. Traffic wasn’t bad for once and they were able to get there early. It was like the universe wanted her to be there.

They went in together and rode the elevator up to the fifteenth floor. A man was there to greet them, telling Brian to go down the hall for his final interview. Then his eyes fell on Carrie.

“You’ll be going further up,” he said.

He was attractive, nicely built, and she was sure she would have remembered him if she met him at the party. He led her into a conference room where four men sat at the table seemingly in the middle of a meeting. Logan stood up as the door was closed and locked behind her.

“It’s good to see you again,” he said. “Are there any questions before you get started?”

“Uh… Why are there so many people?”

“Because when I told them about you everyone had to have a taste,” he said. “Now take off your clothes.”

They weren’t even trying to ease her into it. Carrie wished she could at least do it in private, but she supposed it wouldn’t be any easier to walk out naked in front of these men. They stopped talking when she was fully disrobed, as if to admire her body. Maybe it should have embarrassed her, but for some reason it felt good to have them staring at her.

That’s three hot stories at one hot price. Be sure to check it out!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: Lessons Learned

Today is a good day for a hot story about a sexy professor! Here’s a little snippet for you to enjoy:

All I wanted to do was graduate and be done with this place, and professors like him who made things difficult just for the sake of making them difficult. And Professor Cross was the worst of them. I could see how much he enjoyed watching me squirm.

“Please don’t,” I said. “There’s only a few weeks left before graduation.”

“Then you must have some sort of plan for when you fail my course. The zero from the paper obviously written by someone else puts you well below the threshold for a passing grade.”

My shoulders slumped. “That was why I bought it. I just wanted to pass this class and no matter how hard I was always hanging on by the skin of my teeth. When I realized I missed the assignment… I didn’t have time to write it! I didn’t want to fail! Please, Professor. I just want to graduate. Please let me pass your class. Give me extra credit, something, anything.”

For a moment, I thought I had gotten through to him. He seemed to be considering it and I thought maybe, just maybe, I would have a chance.

Then he turned to me and said no.

“You’ve already shown yourself to be a misbehaving liar. If you don’t graduate, it’s your own fault.”

“But… Please, Professor Cross. I’ll do anything!”

“Oh really? Anything?”

Something about the way he said that made my heart start to beat a little faster. Maybe it was the gleam in his eye. But I nodded my head.

“Then get down on your knees and put that mouth of yours to work.”

I was so stunned that I couldn’t even react. I must have heard wrong. Professors didn’t proposition their students in the middle of class like that. It was wrong, it was immoral, it… didn’t happen to girls like me, no matter what kind of dreams I had at night.

“Well?” Professor Cross said. “Are you going to do it? Or will I record this zero in my grade book?”

The fact that he hadn’t already made me wonder how long he had this in mind. But only for a second because then I saw the bulge forming in the front of his pants and I realized it was really happening and he was absolutely serious.

“I’m waiting, Elisa,” he said sternly.

“But… it’s wrong. And I’ve never done it before. I don’t know how.”

His grin widened. “Then follow my instructions. Start by getting on your knees.”

Without a second thought I did as he instructed, and he went and sat down at the chair in front of his desk, his erection looking like a tent pole. I reached out and, as per his instructions, slowly unzipped his fly and took out a cock I could swear was as long and thick as my forearm. No, that was exaggerating a bit but still it was impossibly huge, dark at the frothy tip and covered in throbbing veins.

A deep ache settled into my pussy, like nothing I had ever experienced before. Sure I played with myself on occasion, even fantasized about what men could do to me. But never brought with it this deep, desperate need.

There’s a lot more where that came from! Have a fun weekend and look for it next week!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: Being With The Boss

It’s been too long since I’ve had a new bundle, so it’s time to gather three of the hottest billionaire stories I’ve written. Here’s a little teaser for you:

I couldn’t breathe. All that time I spent fantasizing about him and here he was. There was a gleam in his eye when he saw me but I couldn’t tell if he had been thinking about me as much as I had thinking of him. Probably not. Why would someone like him ever want me?

“Good to see you again,” he said, closing his hand around mine. “We met at your father’s office, didn’t we?”

I tried to reply but my throat had closed down to a whistle. All I could think of was him throwing me on the table and fucking me right there.

“Maybe we can talk later,” he said in a low voice. Then Steven reappeared and I was dragged back into his sphere of boredom.

He was so dull. He dragged me over to the couch and started yammering on about… I don’t even know what. I shifted my feet and he asked if I was comfortable, if I needed a pillow, if I wanted to switch seats. He didn’t seem to believe I could do anything for myself. No wonder he was single.

It took a while for me to extricate myself from him. I lied and said I had to check on something in the oven, then slipped into the other room to try and find Dylan. Maybe this time when I spoke with him, I could actually get some words out.

I tried to keep hidden as I made myself through the crowd. I was almost there when I saw Steven appear in the room and I had to leave before he spotted me. This was so unfair.

I made my way into the hall trying to think of a way to get to Dylan when I nearly smacked into him coming from the other end. Once again my brain seemed to totally short circuit. He was so delicious I wanted to eat him up right there and then.

“What an incredibly dull party,” he said.

It made me giggle and finally I was able to talk.

“You’re the one who came.”

“It definitely wasn’t for the stellar conversation.”

I didn’t know if that was a dig at me or everyone else here.

“So tell me,” he went on. “Where can we be alone?”

I made sure no one was looking and snuck him upstairs to my bedroom, where I was finally able to kiss him. I wrapped one of my legs around his and pressed my body close. He was everything I ever wanted.

“We really shouldn’t be doing this,” I said, breaking the kiss. But I couldn’t resist him as he reached inside my dress and cupped my breast. He kneaded it and gently pinched the nipple.

“You can tell me to stop if you really want me to,” he said.

As if. Then he grabbed me and threw me down on the bed, shoving my skirt up above my waist and tearing off my panties. He moved his hands down my legs and then pulled them apart so he could gain access to my pussy. He started by nibbling the insides of my thigh, slowly working his way up to my dripping slit.

Hope that’s not too much for you to handle! Check it and more out next week!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: The Hotel Hotwife

It’s been way too long since I’ve done one of these stories. Check out this little tidbit:

For a few seconds, neither one of them could speak. There was a moment of unreality where Marcie thought she was waking up from a dream, but then she dropped down on the bed and bit her tongue and knew she absolutely was not.

“What are we going to do?” Jason moaned.

“Why are you asking me?”

“It’s your decision! You’re the one who’d have to… you know… go through with it.”

Everything felt swimmy again. This couldn’t be real. Except it was. Now she had to figure out what to do. She didn’t want to go through with it—of course she didn’t, that would be ridiculous—but she didn’t want her husband to lose the job he had been working so hard at. If he lost it, he’d be back to square one, and that was if he didn’t get blackballed at every other company in the city.

“I don’t want you to get fired,” she said. “But how am I supposed to go through with this? I can’t do that to you.”

“Don’t worry about me. If you’re willing to do it, I’m okay with that. And if you’re not, I’m okay with that, too.”

He tried to smile but it didn’t quite work and she thought he was lying… but not entirely. He didn’t want to lose his job, but he seemed almost excited at the idea that she would be fucked by other men. So perhaps she should just go through with it. One night and then it was over. No big deal.

Her pussy twitched with excitement that Marcie tried to pretend wasn’t there. She took her husband’s hand and they went to the door, finding Harris waiting for them on the other side.

“Ready to go?” he said to her, apparently already aware of the answer.

Marcie looked back at her husband one more time before Harris took her arm and whisked her away to the elevator. They rode up to the top floor of the hotel, where the presidential suite was located. It was much nicer than the room Jason had booked, with a king-sized bed and a balcony. Even the rug felt plusher.

“Take off your clothes,” Harris said.

Red colored Marcie’s cheeks. Only one man had ever seen her naked before. She turned away and tried to cover herself up, but he placed a hand on her shoulder and made her face him. Not that she was bad looking by any means. Her breasts were full, the nipples pink and hard, and down below her smooth, white belly was her shaved mound. But still it embarrassed her to have his eyes crawling all over her.

“Let’s get you primed and ready,” he said, stripping off his suit jacket.

Oh no! I stopped just as it was getting good! I’m the worst. If you want more, look for it next week!

❤ Aurora

Teaser: The New Boss

Got some more BDSM fun, if that’s your thing. I don’t know why I enjoy it so much, but here it is:

“Look, let’s both drop the act. We both know why I was here. It failed spectacularly so I might as well leave and start looking for a new job. Okay?”

“No, I don’t believe it is ‘okay’. You came into my place of business under false pretenses to plant false information. What you did isn’t something that can be dismissed. It’s a crime.”

“It is not!” Although now I was starting to realize that maybe it was. This could wreck my career. It could wreck my life.

“It most certainly is,” he said. “So this begs the question: what are you going to do about it?”

I had no idea. I could beg and plead but I doubted that would work on him. There was a sparkle in his eye like he was enjoying watching me squirm, but I had no idea how I was supposed to use that to my advantage.

“Is there anything I could do to convince you to drop the whole thing?”

A smirk touched his lips and he leaned back in his chair. Whatever he had in mind I was not going to like it.

“You can submit to my punishment,” he said.

I wondered what he meant by that. But it didn’t matter. I had no choice.

“Fine,” I said. “What is this punishment?”

“Oh, I’d start off with twenty hits. Ten by hand, ten by an implement of my choice.”

I blinked, not understanding what he was saying. He couldn’t mean what I thought. That would be illegal.

“Are you ready to get started?” he asked.

“W-what? No! You’re crazy. I could never do anything that. Whatever joke you’re playing, I’m not amused.”

“It’s no joke and you did agree to my punishment. If you’d prefer, I can call the police and have them escort you down to the station. Have fun explaining that on your résumé.”

I couldn’t believe it. I was totally stuck and what’s more, Jacob Carmichael knew it. Maybe it was just a test to see if I would go along with what he wanted. Then when I said yes nothing would happen because people didn’t do that sort of thing in real life. That had to be it.

“Stand up straight and lean over the desk,” he said. “Lift your skirt.”

This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be real. I would never let a man treat me this way. But I found myself complying with his orders, still believing that he wouldn’t really go through with it. Then he hooked his fingers underneath the hem of my panties and yanked them down to my ankles.

He brought his hand down with a resounding smack that made me jerk. That was one. It wasn’t too bad, although it did sting a little. Then the next one came and it hurt a little more, making me grit my teeth. The weird part was that a jolt of pleasure shook through my body along with the pain. It was almost as if I was enjoying it.

Like always, it will be hot and ready for you next week! See you then!

❤ Aurora