Sneak Peak #2: The Visitor Entertains (NSFW — anal sex, mild bondage)

Sneak Peak #2: The Visitor Entertains (NSFW — anal sex, mild bondage)

Visitor-Entertains-coverETA: The Visitor Entertains is now available from Stillpoint/Eros, as well as from from the Amazon Kindle Store, Apple iBooks Store, B&N Nook Store, ScribDXcitica, AllRomanceEbooks, and Smashwords! I’m excited!

The Visitor Entertains, the next book in my series of stories about Lea and her two firemen, is now available for pre-order on Stillpoint/Eros (and soon on other sites as well)! Release date is set for November 28 — Black Friday here in the US.

The story — at over 15,000 20,000(!) words, it’s officially in novella territory now — follows our heroes as they continue to explore the boundaries of their relationship… and begin to discover the challenges of being a ménage à trois in a folie à deux world.

Last week, I shared the opening section of the story — it’s here.

To celebrate, and to share the fun, I’m going to share the 2500 words — where the trio truly get into uncharted waters! Obviously, it’s for adult readers only – and there’s threesome sex, bisexuality, anal sex… All the good stuff. 😉

In case you need a reminder and don’t feel like going back and rereading the opening, Lea has handcuffed herself bent over the kitchen table, knowing that her firefighter boyfriends Sean and Andy have had a really bad day. She proceeds to cheer them up quite effectively; Andy has just had his way with her (with a helping hand by Sean).

Now it’s Sean’s turn. And he’s taken up a challenge that she made to them some six weeks before: if one of them wants to fuck her ass, he can — but he has to take it up the bum as well.

The Visitor Entertains, pt. II

A Friendly Ménage Tale

Andy’s answer was monosyllabic and indecipherable. He went back over to the chair and sat. His cock raised its head drunkenly from his lap.

Sean leaned forward, pressing himself deep into Lea and biting her earlobe. “You ready? ‘Cause if I keep thinking about this, I’m going to go off where I don’t do either of us any good.”

“Ready,” whispered Lea, as goose pimples marched up and down her flesh. She arched her neck back; Sean took the hint and kissed her, letting his tongue snake between her lips and touch hers, even as his cock squeezed up into her, touching her cervix and setting her aflame.

Nonsensically, the voice of her high school physics teacher, Ms. Lighty, droned into Lea’s head, talking about electrical current and how when you closed a circuit…

Sean’s tongue and cock both retreated, and the circuit was broken, though the flame was by no means doused. He backed up until the tip of him just barely spread Lea’s labia open. With one set of long fingers, Sean circled both of their sexes, pressing her lips gently against his head. With the other hand, he turned the plastic in Lea’s rear end and pulled gently.

Lea had not herself been at all gentle in inserting the plug; she’d been aware that she needed to get it in as long before her men arrived as possible. She’d practiced with it often enough — they all had, on her, on each of the boys — that she knew to use plenty of lubricant, that she knew how to relax into the pressure. But mostly, she’d just shoved the thing in.

Removing it, however, Sean was his slow, irresistible self, and the sensation as the thick part of the butt plug stretched her, and then her anus squeezed out the long, tapered head, could only be described as exquisite. Finally he withdrew it, and Lea lay, panting, quivering on the table, asshole open and slick, pussy open and flowing, and she had never wanted anything more in her whole life.

Well. Almost anything.

No. Anything.

That was a surprise.

So was the sensation sparked by the feeling of Sean pressing against the overheated flesh of her sphincter.

A few of Lea’s boyfriends had been into anal sex — Asshole John, of course, but also Kirby, her first experiment with anal, who argued that they might as well take advantage of his small endowment. She hadn’t exactly enjoyed any of the experiences — John had made it actively unpleasant by insisting that they use no lubricant other than her natural juices — and so, knowing that her boys would enjoy it, Lea had hoped, at best, that she wouldn’t hate it, given Andy and Sean’s heft.

She didn’t hate it.

She really didn’t hate it.

Lea could hear as Sean smoothed a rubber down over his hard-on and then drizzled a hefty dollop of lube over his already-slick erection. “Okay?” His voice sounded strained.

Lea nodded and tried, against her body’s loudly screaming instincts, to relax. Like yoga. Just like yoga.

Only not.

Sean leaned forward, trying to press in without pushing too hard, but his cock head slipped up the crack of her ass. “Oops.” He put one knee up on the table to give himself a better angle, lined himself up again, and gently but insistently pushed.

“AH!” shouted Lea, aflame once more as she felt that cock head, which could do such amazing things to the inside of her vagina, slid smoothly a few inches into her ass.

Sean immediately stopped. “Okay?“ he asked through gritted teeth.

“Great,” sighed Lea, and she was surprised to find that, yes: she was. It was. Great. Fabulous.

Much of the discomfort that had accompanied her earlier experiences with anal sex, Lea realized — to the extent that she was thinking at all — had been the result of the fact that she had not, in fact, been ready. Even though she’d known what was coming (more or less), and even though Kirby, at least, had squirted KY on his lovely little prick, every time a man had pressed himself into Lea’s rear entrance before, he had simply lined himself up and pushed, and Lea had found herself feeling….

Well. Violated, if she were to be honest.

For John, that had probably been the point, but Kirby and the couple of others she’d done this with would almost certainly have been devastated to hear that she had felt that way.

This was no violation. This was sex. Whether it was the fact that she and the boys had been talking about this for a month and a half, or the fact that Kirsten’s house-warming gift had both planted the idea and educated Lea and her lovers in how to do this, or the fact that she had let butt plug help her relax and get ready — whatever the reason, the feeling of Sean lowering himself, inch by inch, into her, spreading the cheeks of her ass, sliding through that ring of muscle, felt…

Well, yeah. Sexy. Nasty. Exciting.

“Oh. God. Lea. Baby,” Sean gasped as he leaned over her, his head resting now against her shoulder, his right knee up against her waist, his other leg pressing against the back of her chained one.

Lea could feel the tickle as his balls came to rest against her open, buzzing cunt. A sense of fullness, of heat, of just how deeply he was buried in her overwhelmed Lea. A sound ejected itself from her throat. Pleasure? Something. Ecstasy.

Answering her in kind, Sean began to withdraw, and then to slide back in. The amount of lube he’d added to what was already on the condom, in addition to the generous amount that she’d slathered onto the butt plug before inserting it, made the action smooth and frictionless, and so it felt amazing. Not the same feeling as having him fill her cunt definitely — darker, in a way that had nothing to do with where he was fucking her.

Where he was fucking her. He was fucking her ass. Sean was fucking her ass, Lea’s ass, Lea cuffed to the table, and god…!

As Sean continued his steady, deliberate strokes and the heat poured from Lea’s ass down into her pussy, she locked eyes with Andy, still sitting in the chair.

His eyes were half closed, his face dark, and his cock, no longer even the slightest bit soft, seemed to strain against the hand that fisted it. “Feel good?”

Lea just nodded, her tongue beyond her control. Through a clenched jaw, Sean grunted, “Fuck yeah!”

Andy shot them a tight grin and stood, still stroking his hard-on. “Think I’ll give the two of y’all a hand. Or something.”

Lea and Sean both grunted as he walked behind them — god alone knew what he had in mind, but Lea had too little brain-space to spare for any speculation, and it sounded as if Sean was just as lost in the feeling of their fuck as she was.

And so it came as an absolute surprise — though it probably shouldn’t have — when Lea felt Andy’s long tongue lap once again against her open, overflowing slit, running from her clitoris and along her spread labia, up toward the place where Sean’s cock was now spreading her open, and the contrast in the two feellngs was so… so, that every muscle in Lea’s body contracted involuntarily — her legs and arms pulling hard against their bonds, her ass clamping down on Sean’s cock, forcing him to stop and evoking a strangled gasp.

Chuckling against her pussy, Andy said, “Hey, Sean-boy, not my fault that Sweet Miss Lea’s tight ass feels so fucking good that you nearly get set off by a little squeeze!” He licked again, starting once more at Lea’s clit, but this time continuing onto Sean’s cock, his ballls.

Sean swore, saying words that would no doubt have gotten his mouth washed out with soap by his kindergarten teacher mother, but after leaning against her back for a moment, he growled and continued his strokes, maybe a bit less steadily, but no more quickly.

Andy laughed, and began to apply himself to torturing his lovers with his tongue. It was the sweetest torture imaginable and in all honesty Lea never wanted it to stop. Why would she?

And so as she felt Sean slowly begin to pick up steam, his thrusts coming jerkier, Lea found herself emitting a keening whine as she chased the feeling of Andy’s tongue against her clit even as Sean’s now-pounding cock pushed her in another direction entirely. “Wait,” she muttered into the table as her lips slipped over the wood, “wait, wait, oh, god, wait…”

Sean let out a low growl, and as he thrust deep and hard into her, Andy’s mouth closed around Lea’s clit, and sucked it in, and just like that, the deep, dark flame that flared out from where Sean was planted in her merged with the lightning sparked by Andy’s mouth, and Ms. Lighty’s voice whispered once again in Lea’s mind: A circuit closes, the current flows, and the filament…

Ignites.


The first thing that Lea became aware of, once the impossible light receded, was Sean’s breath, wet, hot, and gasping, against the back of neck — of her own hair, damp with her sweat and his, spilling over her face and onto the table.

Oh, and the swell of Sean’s cock, still pulsing inside of her ass.

Andy’s lips kissed Lea’s labia, drawing a gasp from Lea, sending another ripple of orgasm through her, and her sphincter squeezed tight around Sean, and he screamed, pressing deep into her again, evoking an open-throated bellow from Lea herself.

Gasping again, Lea was shocked to see Andy leaning down to her, now kissing her mouth. “Hey, baby,” he murmured into her lips.

Huh!” was the only answer she could give.

Andy glanced up — at Sean, evidently, because Sean suddenly leaned forward and for a moment, Lea was certain they were going to kiss, but Andy suddenly flinched to the side, and Sean’s lips met Andy’s cheek.

After a moment, during which both Sean and Lea caught their breaths, Sean withdrew gingerly from her bottom. “Got the key so we can unlock you?” he laughed breathlessly, or are we going to eat dinner off your back?”

Smiling almost sleepily, Lea raised the key — which she’d been clutching desperately in her palm. She was almost sorry to be released from her voluntary bondage.

Ah, well, she thought, I can always go back there again. As she stood up on shaky legs, her muscles screamed. Maybe not tonight, though.


As they ate dinner at the very table that they’d just thoroughly debauched — and which had held up just fine, thank you very much — Lea smiled, even as she shifted gingerly in her seat.

The shadow of the day had passed from her men. She had given them heroes’ welcomes indeed, and they sat, smiling, grinning at her as they ate.

They wouldn’t allow her to help serve, clear, or clean. “You were already the main course,” Sean joked. “You shouldn’t have to do anything.”

And so she sat, enjoying watching them move, enjoying even the feeling of her protesting muscles, because man, if you couldn’t enjoy that, you didn’t deserve a body at all.

After the meal had been cleared away and all of the dishes cleaned and stacked, Andy splashed another two or three fingers worth of whiskey into each of the three tumblers and carried them back to the table.

Once they had drunk a silent toast to each other, Lea grinned at her lovers. The heat from the sex and the heat from the liquor had her feeling good, languid, and she could almost see herself being able to play some more. Soon.

“What you smiling at, Lea-honey?” asked Andy with a smirk.

“You two,” she sighed. “What else?”

“Lucky us,” laughed Sean.

“Lucky me!” gigglled Lea, and raised her glass.

They all drank to that.

“So,” Lea sighed, “you guys up for the trip to the the-ay-tuh tomorrow?” She pronounced it as they would: a three-syllable word.

“The what?” Andy blinked.

Sean shook his head as if to clear it, and then nodded. “Oh, yeah. ‘Course. Taking my mama to that Streetcar play.”

“Yup! I’m looking forward to showing you where I work!”

They glanced at each other, laughed, and then grinned at Lea.

“What?”

Andy laughed again, “Well, was gonna be a secret, but…”

With a snort, Sean cut in, “But we want to make sure you’re actually there.”

“There?”

“Well, see,” Andy jumped in, “we volunteered. To do the fire marshall inspection on Monday.”

“So we wondered,” said Sean, “if maybe you’d be the person to give us the tour.”

“Oh.” Monday. When the theater was dark, and most of the staff took what was essentially their weekend. “Uh. Yeah. I’m sure I can arrange that.”

“Good,” they both said with matching smirks. Sean’s foot brushed against hers. “So we’ll get to see the the-ay-tuh with my mama tomorrow.” He exagerated the Southern pronunciation. “But we kinda hoped you could give us the real behind-the-scenes tour on Monday.

Holy fuck, Lea thought. What in god’s name do you two have in mind? “Hope you don’t get me fired!”

“Oh, Lea, no,” Andy said, more serious than serious, “we wouldn’t that.”

“Naw,” agreed Sean. “We want you to be be able to give us the tour every month. Gotta make sure the theater’s up to code, after all.”

“Oh.” Lea gave a mock-somber nod. “Yes. We’ve gotta make sure of that.”


So???? What do you think???? Are you excited about where this is going?

I am! 😀

(But if you’re not, I’d really love to hear it.)

Psst! Guess what? Here’s the next section!

Again, here’s the “official” blurb:

Lea and Her Firemen Burn the Theater Down

★★★★★! The Visitor series of stories… blow the lid off of a 5 rating! — The Romance Reviews

Andy and Sean are going to join their lover Lea at the theater where she works — but are they going to watch a show, or are they going to be the show?

This trio is taking things to the next level in every sense, and Lea thinks that’s wonderful… But what about the neighbors? And her co-workers? And — gulp — what about Sean’s mom?

She and her boys are finding that as complex as their relationship is, that’s nothing to trying to explain it to the outside world.

The fifth story in The Visitor Saga:

  1. The Visitor*
  2. The Visitor Comes Home*
  3. The Visitor Comes Again*
  4. The Visitor Goes to Work*
  5. The Visitor Entertains (pre-order now!)
  6. The Visitor Takes a Trip (coming soon!)
  7. The Visitor Has Company (coming soon!)

(FMM ménage à trois, threesome erotic romance, anal sex, pegging, adult readers 18+ only!)

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