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Seduced by My Bi Roommate


Just a few months after her new, wild roommate moved in, Taylor is annoyed by Missy’s messiness and her endless string of new lovers. But when Missy brings home a new woman, Taylor realizes there may be other feelings lurking there. When Taylor ends up kissing her roommate, she questions what her new feelings mean and whether she’s willing to go further with Missy.

This 6500 word sexy short story includes bicurious lesbian sex, first time lesbian sex, oral sex (cunnilingus), and fingering.


Missy popped another orange segment in her mouth. “I saw you watching me and Jes.”

I froze, cringing inside, wishing we could just go on and pretend that I hadn’t seen her and wishing that Missy could be just a little more private with her relationships.

“There’s no shame in that. You should own it. Some people like to watch.”

I spun back around, my hands balling into fists. “I wasn’t watching. You were—you were doing it in the middle of the Green. Everyone could see.”

Missy took a step toward me, sliding another orange segment between her lips, licking the lingering juice off her finger. “You don’t have to be bashful about it. I’ve seen the way you look at me.” Missy held out a piece of orange, but I shook my head.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said. “You just—you get off on being some sort of exhibitionist.”

Missy shrugged and put the orange in her own mouth. She wore a necklace around her neck, a little pink heart that looked like something a child would wear.

“You shouldn’t—don’t project your fantasies on me.” I crossed my arms over my chest.

She came even closer, just standing half a foot away from me. I could smell the floral of her perfume, the familiar scent that wafted out of the bathroom each morning when she was done showering and dressing. “I don’t think,” she said, “that I am the one projecting fantasies.”

I shook my head, anger coursing through my veins.

“Just be honest with yourself. You’ll be so much happier.” She laughed, a soft giggle, then reached out and touched my cheek. Her fingers were soft against my skin. I don’t think we’d ever actually touched before in the two months we’d lived together.

I pulled away from her hand and she giggled again, giving a half shrug with one of her shoulders. What was she playing at? It’s almost as if she… No.

“You can be honest with me.” Missy’s voice was soft, sincere.

I opened my mouth to respond, then shook my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do.” She nibbled on her lower lip. She had to be—flirting?

I don’t know what happened next. I swear I wasn’t the one who made the move, it had to be Missy. But somehow I left that doorway and started kissing her. Missy’s lips were soft and responsive, the faint tang of citrus lingering on the tip of her tongue. She dropped the orange peel, which scattered in pieces across the hardwood floor, and cupped my head, deepening our kiss.

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Seduced at the Spa


Mel is overwhelmed by work and stress when she agrees to a spa day with her openly bi-sexual friend Kandi. After their massage, they decide to relax in the sauna. While they relax, Kandi suggests Mel let her inhibitions go and try dating women for once. Before Mel realizes what’s happening, her best friend is putting the moves on her. Will Mel try something new or let her assumptions get in the way of a truly relaxing spa trip?

This 6700 word short story is for adults only. It contains lesbian sex, oral sex (cunnilingus), fingering, and public sex in a steamy spa!


“Well, have you thought about trying girls?”

I opened my eyes and looked over at Kandi. Her legs were spread slightly, but I couldn’t see anything under her towel. She was watching me, a curiosity twinkling in her eyes.

“I’m not interested in that.”

“Have you thought about it, at all?”

I shrugged, feeling uncomfortable under Kandi’s unwavering gaze. “I’m just not interested. You know that.”

“I’m being serious,” she said. “Have you ever tried it? With a woman?”

“No, of course not. Kandi, you know I’m straight.”

“I said the same thing for years. Years. And then one night I let my inhibitions go.” She moved in her seat like she was dancing and swaying to unheard music, her towel pulling apart a bit over her legs. “I’ve never looked back. You shouldn’t limit yourself. If you haven’t tried it—haven’t even entertained the idea, then how do you know you’re not interested? Hm?”

“I just know, okay? It’s just one of those things that you know.”

“Sure.” Kandi looked me up and down as if she was trying to scan my body and uncover all of my secrets. “Have you ever found a woman attractive?”

“No, I’ve told you—”

“Stop reacting with your preconceived notions and have a real conversation with me.”

I closed my mouth, suddenly feeling frustrated. Why was she pushing the subject so much? What did she want?

“Have you ever looked at a woman and admired her hair, her legs, her curves?” She raised her eyebrows like she knew a secret, like she’d sensed me looking at her body today.

I kept my eyes locked on hers and shrugged. “Sure, I guess. I mean, I can objectively tell when a woman is attractive.”

“Of course—objectively.” She rolled her eyes and stood, closing the distance between us and taking a seat next to me. The floral scent of the massage oil emanated from her skin with a slight tang of salty sweat. “Have you ever looked at a woman and wondered what it would be like to touch her or have her touch you?”


“Hm,” she looked me up and down and crossed her legs, inadvertently hiking her towel open dangerously close to her crotch. “I still think you should try it—being with a woman, I mean. Just a little bit. Maybe just some kissing, to see how you feel.”

I laughed and shook my head. “So if I kiss a couple girls and decide I don’t like it, then you’ll leave me alone and accept that I’m straight?”

Kandi leaned towards me. “Not necessarily a couple girls. I think one could suffice—especially if it’s the right one.”

“The right one? What, like a lesbian soulmate?”

“No, of course not. I’m not some romantic. I mean a woman who knows how to handle another woman—who isn’t confused or experimenting. Someone who knows herself as well.”

“Oh, okay. And where do I find someone like that?”

“It’s not as hard as you think.” Kandi reach out and lightly place her hand on my thigh, just below the edge of my towel.

My heart started pounding as I realized what’s happening. “Kandi—”

“C’mon, Mel. Open your mind. You’re closing yourself off, limiting yourself from so many possibilities. Just take a chance—you have nothing to lose.”

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Seducing the Billionaire’s Wife – The Billionaire’s Wife 2


This is the HOT sequel to “Seduced by the Billionaire’s Wife“.

Nearly a month after her sinful night of pleasure with the billionaire’s wife, Nancy still isn’t sure she’s into ladies, but she can’t get Gwen out of her head. Their agreement said they would never meet again, but when Nancy sees her in a clothing store, she can’t let the moment pass. Even though Gwen ignores her, Nancy decides to sneak into her dressing room and show her exactly what Gwen will miss if she cuts her out of her life.

This 5000 word short story is for adults only. It contains lesbian sex, first time oral sex (cunnilingus), sex toys, and public sex in a dressing room!


Slowly, I pulled the curtain open a little, peeking over the edge. Gwen stood with her back to me in front of a floor length mirror, unbuttoning her blouse, slowly revealing a lacy pink bra underneath. I was distracted by the graceful curve of her breasts when she caught me staring, turning around suddenly.

“What are you doing?” she hissed. Gwen leaped forward and I instinctively backed up.
She pulled the curtain aside, checking to make sure no one else was in the back area, and then grabbed my arm and pulled me into the dressing room with her.

The dressing room was surprisingly spacious for such a tiny boutique, there was enough room for both of us to stand in there comfortably, the corner taken up by a chair where most of the clothes Gwen intended to try on were piled.

Gwen yanked the curtain close and then turned to face me, her hands on her hips. Her half unbuttoned top dipped forward, giving me a full view of her chest. “Well?”

“I uh, I just saw you in the store and—”

“And you thought you’d come back here and peep on me?”

“Well, no. I—” I shook my head, feeling the burn of embarrassment on my cheeks. “You didn’t seem to recognize me. I—I just wanted to say hi.”

Gwen shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. “All right, you’ve said hi. Now go.”

I looked at her, wanting to say something, but unable to bring myself to ask any of the questions swirling in my head.


“I just, I’m wondering why I haven’t heard from you, since—since that night.”

Gwen laughed, throwing her head back so her hair shimmered down her back. “Oh sweetie. That was a one night deal. You know that.”

I frowned. “Yes, but, well. I don’t know. I felt something—special.”

She smirked. “That’s sweet. It really is. By my husband and I have a very specific agreement—and it’s the same thing you agreed to as well. He picks the women and I sleep with them once.” She held up one finger. “Once. Then I never have contact with them again.”

“And you always follow that rule?”

She nodded. “No matter what. Not even if I want to break it.”

“So, you’ve wanted to break it?”

She shrugged, appearing as if she was bored with our conversation.

“And why don’t you?”

She looked up at me, her brown eyes locked on mine. “It keeps things from getting complicated. I don’t need drama in my life.”

“You wouldn’t even break the status quo for someone special? Even if she could convince you?”

“And how would she convince me?” Gwen’s eyebrow arched as if she was truly curious.

I didn’t know what else to say, what I could do to convince her. I stared at her for a moment and then launched myself at her, pressing my body against hers until she was pinned against the wall, our mouths meeting instantly.

This story is part of The Billionaire’s Wife trilogy:
Seduced by the Billionaire’s Wife
Seducing the Billionaire’s Wife
Doing Her Bidding

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I, Sexbot: The Complete Trilogy


Published together for the first time, this is the complete “I, Sexbot” trilogy.

When Rebecca wakes up, she can’t remember anything. Soon her fragmented mind pieces together that she’s a robot—reprogrammed by her owner to be a sexbot. With new firmware and hardware updates she’s ready to service her owner’s every wish. But as time passes she experiences other lovers, first through secret trysts with their neighbor Carl and then with her owner’s girlfriend. When Rebecca discovers life as a sexbot isn’t as fulfilling as she wants it to be, she dares to runaway and venture to the city where she discovers the true meaning of sexuality.

This 14,000 word compilation is intended for adults only. It includes oral sex (blow jobs and cunnilingus), first time sex, lesbian sex, male masturbation and voyeurism, all with a fully functional sexbot.


“What did Nathan do to you?”

“Nathan does as he wishes.”

“I’m sure he does.” Carl rubbed his chin, looking me up and down as he considered something. “Are you able to keep secrets, Rebecca?”

I paused, scanning my electronic mind for whatever rules were in place currently. Some of my base files were a little fractured because of the memory wipe and I wasn’t sure if there was a firm rule about secrets.

“I think so.”

Carl was quiet for a moment, still contemplating. “If we did something together, would you be able to keep it a secret from Nathan?”

“I don’t think there is anything active in my programming that would prevent me from keeping a secret from Nathan.” That was the one of the corrupted parts of my base files.

Carl walked across the room and offered me his hand. His skin was warm and the contact sent a pleasant shock through my system.

“Rebecca, would you like to have sex with me?”

My electronic file scanned my memory disk. There were no rules that prevented me from having sex with Carl. Nathan hadn’t given me any commands regarding limitations on my sexuality. I’d never had sex before, besides the blow jobs Nathan requested before bed each night. I assumed Carl’s request meant he wanted to have sexual intercourse and all of the files I had loaded indicated it would be a fun and enjoyable experience.

“Yes, Carl, I would be willing to have sex with you.”

He pulled me close to him, wrapping his arms around my back. I was still surprised by the sensitivity of my new skin. I could feel the warmth coming off his body, the firmness of his muscles and the smoothness of his skin.

“Can I kiss you?”


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Seduced by the Billionaire’s Wife – The Billionaire’s Wife 1


When billionaire CEO Carlton Harris wants to meet with lowly office temp Nancy Ross, she suspects his motives are impure. What really surprises her is that he wants her to sleep with his wife, and he’ll pay her for it! Nancy needs the cash, but she’s never been with a woman before. When she meets the billionaire’s sexy wife Gwen, Nancy is intrigued by her confidence and experience but is unsure about her own feelings. Will she let the billionaire’s wife seduce her or let this opportunity for experimentation pass?

This 6200 word short story is for adults only. It contains bi-curious exploration, first time lesbian sex, oral sex (cunnilingus), and fun with a vibrating strap on!


“So you work at Carl’s company?” Gwen asked.

“Not really. I’m just a temp. The assignment was only for a week.”

“Of course. And do you have a girlfriend?”

“Oh, no. I uh, I’ve never been with a woman before.”

Gwen laughed out loud, startling Nancy. “That’s wonderful. And what about your boyfriend? Is he jealous that you’re here?”

I shook my head. “No boyfriend.”

“Good. Men always–” her eyes rolled towards the ceiling as she searched for the words, “–complicate things.”

I just nodded, unsure of what to say.

Gwen came up onto her knees, the fur falling apart a bit, revealing a hint of black lace panties. She crawled slowly across the bed towards me. I looked at the ground, my heart pounding as I realized this was really happening.

“You seem tense,” Gwen said as she came up on her knees behind me. Her hands were soft and warm as she started massaging my shoulders. “Relax,” she whispered in my ear.

Her breath sent a shiver down my spine. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the gentle kneading of her hands.

“There we go.” Gwen’s voice was soft and low. “Just like that.” Her fingers tickled up my neck, stroking away the stress and the worry, then slid into my hair, pulling out the clip, letting my tresses topple over my shoulders.

Gwen brushed my hair out of the way and lightly kissed my neck below my ear. I could smell her perfume, an intoxicating scent of pears and flowers.

“I’ll make you feel like a real woman,” she whispered.

This story is part of The Billionaire’s Wife trilogy:
Seduced by the Billionaire’s Wife
Seducing the Billionaire’s Wife
Doing Her Bidding

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