Tart

Cassie has a problem. She feels guilty over having too many affairs—both with and without her husband’s knowledge. There’s only one way for her to even the score and alleviate her guilt. She needs to procure a woman for her husband to fuck. Who knew that finding sexually available and adventurous women would be so difficult?

This is a 17,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, cheating spouses, deviant behavior, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Strong language and adult only content.

Excerpt:
Kissing a girl, while the basic mechanics are the same, is completely different from kissing a boy. Madeline was softness and curves, no hard angles or firm muscles beneath her smooth skin. Since we were both well-endowed and approximately the same height, our tits mashed together which formed a sort of odd barrier to keep us apart. That didn’t stop her of course, she just pulled me all the tighter.

After the initial surprise, I managed to kiss her back, forcing her tongue from my mouth and slipping my own between her lips. She lightly bit down on it as a means of keeping me steady while he hands slipped down from my back to my waist where she pulled my shirt from my pants. I didn’t resist as she pulled away and removed my shirt, exposing my skin and bra to her.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispered to me, glancing again at John. He was breathing heavily, his hand still on his crotch, absently rubbing his cock through his pants. “You want to join us?” she asked him.

He shook his head. “Not yet. Soon.”

Maddy smiled, maybe it was a smirk, I don’t know. I was keyed up and ready to fuck. “Get on the bed,” she told me. I did so, laying on my side, to watch her disrobe.