On this last Friday of what’s been a very cold January, we have the deliciously hot Lexie Bay with us!
Lexie is a firm favourite amongst tat Sh! ; her saucy stories inspiring all manners of mischief, and we were delighted when she wrote a story (Melissa Rides the Rabbit) especially for our 2012 limited print book SEX: The Bible.
And, our respect for this cool chick only grew when she brought her *Dad* to one of our erotic book-reading events, in-store.
Over to you, Lexie!
I love a visit to the Sh! Store. I adore mooching around the sexy shop deciding what to buy to add to my collection and I particularly love downstairs where they keep all the sexy whips, fluffy heart shaped paddles and the gorgeous cuffs and restraints….. It’s just so yummy and I always come away feeling fantastic about myself (as well as full of bubbles and cupcakes). Team Sh! will do that to you; they’re so positive and they know everything about everything. Nothing is too embarrassing to talk to them about and they have been kind enough to let me read on their famous sofa on more than one occasion.
So thanks Sh!, you’re amazing and I’m honoured to be here today to share a totally filthy snippet of wickedness from my latest story “An Indolent Seduction”. You can find it in Sweetmeat Press’s “Seven Deadly Sins” and it tells the story of Sloth; although Cordy is definitely no slacker when it comes to seducing the girls!
“When the demon of Sloth sets his sights on the angel Industria, apathy becomes dangerously alluring”
Why not give in to the deadly sin of sloth and spend some quality relaxing time checking out the story, along with the other six deadly sins! You can get hold of it on your Kindle or in gloriously illustrated paperback at Amazon. You can buy my story as a stand-alone.
Cordy surveyed the VIP area of the largest of his clubs and smiled to himself. All his boys were here tonight, just as it should be. This was a big celebration; tonight his latest initiate, Hugo, was being welcomed into the inner circle.
Skinny blondes were everywhere, all vying for his attention as he strode through the club towards the VIP section and the rest of the guys. His eyes flicked lazily over them, one in particular catching his gaze. He nodded to her and she followed him excitedly to the exclusive area. He raised his hand to Freddie and motioned to his private bathroom. Cordy needed to let off some steam and with her full pouty lips she was the perfect receptacle.
He shouldered open the door and dragged her into the muted depths of the toilets. The lighting was brighter than you would expect but the décor was plush. Marble sinks sat under ornate mirrors and the urinal was a wall of constantly flowing water. There was a bank of velvet chaise longue but Cordy leaned back against the dark leather wall and unzipped his flies. Grabbing the blondes head, he pushed her roughly down onto her knees, pulling her face into his groin.
“I really like you,” she started to say but Cordy put his finger to her lips and shook his head.
“I’m not in the mood for small talk babe,” he muttered, “just suck it.”
The blonde obediently pulled his erection out of his hipster shorts and applied her full puffy lips to its length. Her mouth was warm and soft and he leaned his head back against the wall feeling some of his tension disappear. He could see Freddie watching from the doorway, ensuring no-one came in. Freddie was his best guy and he trusted him with his life. He’d been working on him for months and Freddie sucked it all up like a sponge. Cordy grinned to himself. Humans were so easy to distract and lead into darkness. Money, champagne, a little bit of power and they were putty in your hands. Of course as the seventh prince of hell, Cordy had more than enough of all of that to go round.
He turned his attention back to the blonde on the floor, pulling her hair to lift her head, holding it just far enough from him to fuck her mouth with long hard strokes. He heard her gag and slowed a little. He didn’t want to be unpleasant, he needed them willing. Her fingers slipped underneath his cock, beautifully manicured nails grazing his balls, the red of her nails contrasting starkly against the pale skin of his groin. He pushed against her urging her onwards as her fingers found the sensitive spot between his ass and his cock.
His concentration slipped momentarily as she slipped a finger up his ass and she pulled her mouth off his dick her lips smacking together. “Don’t you want to actually fuck me,” she pouted, “I’ve had my pussy tightened, it’s like a virgin’s.”
Cordy laughed, shoving her back onto his cock and holding her head as he fucked her mouth. “Not tonight babe, I just need to come and you offered. Maybe some other time.” He grunted as his balls tightened and he unleashed a stream of hot come into her mouth. She pulled back and it splashed across her face, watching as the thick white liquid dripped over her chin.
He pulled her up to face him. “Thanks babe that was great,” he grinned.
“What about me?” she asked looking put out. “You didn’t make me come.”
Cordy smirked. “Did sucking me off make your pussy wet, baby?” He slipped his hand down her knickers and slicked his fingers through the mess between her legs. “You dirty girl,” he whispered against her ear, “giving head really gets you off doesn’t it?”
The blonde moaned as Cordy slipped a finger into her wet folds, grinding down against his hand. He grabbed her by the hair, pushed her face down over the marble sinks and lifted her skirt. Her pussy was exposed, glistening in the bright light of the bathroom, the pucker of her ass twitching as she pushed herself up towards him.
“Please fuck me,” she begged, spreading her legs for him so that her pussy gaped open. The swollen pink lips pouted up at him, creamy liquid spilling down her inner thighs.
And that’s where I’m going to leave you hanging! Hopefully I’ve made your Friday a little friskier than it was and I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride.
Love Lexie xx
Lexie started writing to immerse herself in a fantasy world where women are adored and men fall at their feet. It didn’t take long before she realised that sometimes men do that so you can stomp all over them in your sexy stiletto boots and since then she’s been creating stories that stay true to her original romantic dream while exploring the erotic, the kinky and the downright filthy. She writes about anything that emerges from the murky depths of her imagination, whenever she gets the opportunity.
Lexie lives with her husband and two daughters on the south coast of England, and spends her days working as an accounts manager. She loves the adrenaline rush of the unexpected, craves peace to write every day, likes to lose herself in the realms of fantasy and has a thing for smells that take her back to her childhood.
Lexie is published by House of Erotica and Sweetmeats Press and you can find out more about her at: