Final Fling

Final Fling

Dumped? Take the news lying down. Or climb on top. Whichever.

Mellowing into her mid-thirties, Cindy has finally started to look for steady relationships, trying out a couple of guys for size in the hope that one would turn out to be a keeper.

But when one relationship fails, and the other is set to end abruptly, Cindy is left hanging, with no guy to fall back on.

She refuses to quit and agrees to join her best friend Sandy for a repeat of their mind-blowing foursome. Nothing is going to stop her from having the time of her life.

Reader Advisory: Contains scenes of nudity and vivid descriptions of a sex-hungry woman ravishing a man as if she’s never going to see him again.

PUBLISHER NOTE: Intense M/F encounters. 29,500 words. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

♥♥♥♥ Red-Hot Romance

M/F Erotica

The Erotic Adventures of Cindy Wicked – Book 5

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“This is the girlfriend I was telling you about,” Sandy whispered to Sean. His eyes drank in the sight of Cindy’s body.

What? Cindy frowned as her fingers paused in mid-stroke between her wet lips. That wasn’t part of the fantasy.

Shh. Go with it.  

Um . . . okay. In her mind, Cindy the barely-covered waitress walked toward the table of three, kicking out her hips to make the short skirt swish.

“Hello, gentlemen. I’m here to serve you all.” Cindy stopped beside one of the men, and three pairs of eyes mentally undressed her. No, they actually undressed her; when she glanced down, she stood before them, completely naked.

“She’s hot,” Sean observed. When Cindy returned her gaze to him, she realised he was naked too. The other two men rose to their feet, sporting substantial erections. They moved to stand on either side of her, and she reached for their cocks, curling her fingers around them and squeezing the hard flesh.

Sean watched with interest, sliding his hand higher until he was touching Sandy’s pussy. Her mouth fell open and her eyelids fluttered as his finger explored her soft lips.

“You’re so hot,” one of the men murmured in Cindy’s ear.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

“Right now.” A hand pressed Cindy’s back, bending her over the table. Large hands spread her cheeks and exposed her moist flesh to the room. A hand pressed against her neck, pushing her face onto the sticky table; someone moved behind her and a second later, the hot, smooth head of a cock slid across her lips. She fought against the impulse to tense, and tried to relax as she cock-head found her slippery opening.

The entry was as abrupt as it was unexpected. Cindy squealed, clutching the table’s edge as several inches of hard cock slid deep into her body.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Sandy asked.

Uhhh . . .”

“Haven’t you missed being fucked?”


“Don’t you just love being used by a man?”

“I . . . fucking hell!”

“Doesn’t it feel great knowing that there’s another hard cock waiting to do exactly the same, once this one’s finished with you?”

Uhh . . . uhh . . . uhh . . .” Cindy’s body shook with the impacts of the unseen man’s body hammering against hers. His cock plunged deep inside, filling her so beautifully, she wondered why she’d ever given up on casual sex in the hope of a stupid relationship.


On the bed, Cindy’s fingers stroked upwards, pulling wetness from her opening and spreading it along her lips and over her swollen clit. She stroked, stroked, stroked, and then circled, pressing hard against her clit until her buttocks tightened; she writhed on the bed, sliding her cheeks left and right. She kept the fantasy going, groaning as the imaginary man hammered into her from behind, coming deep inside her pussy without any fears of consequences.

“Fuck me,” Cindy whispered, picturing the second man moving in to fuck her the instant the first withdrew. The thrill of his hard cock sliding into her cum-filled pussy sent an electric tingle through her body.

Then the surprise hit her; Sandy’s soft lips pressed against her mouth, and their tongues met. Cindy’s grunts were effectively muffled by Sandy’s lingering kiss, adding a new dimension to the encounter.  

Why am I bringing Sandy into this?

Because you loved the way she touched you, a sultry voice answered. You think about it all the time. She kissed better than any man ever did.

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