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Selena Kitt’s *Girls Only*— where the girls get naughty together, but it feels oh, so good!
April and Casey have been best friends since kindergarten, and they’re about to go away to different universities on separate coasts. April plans one last sleepover at the end of the summer so they can do all those girlish, silly things together like doing makeovers and watching chick flicks and playing dress-up and having a cereal eating contest before they have to go be grown-ups in college. But when a game of double-dog-dare goes too far, the girls find themselves saying a far more heated goodbye than either of them had planned.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
(approx 5500 words)
Warning: This title contains hot panty-melting girl-on-girl action!
EXCERPT:
“You’re shaved,” I murmured in surprise, realizing I hadn’t seen her naked since early summer, when we changed into our suits at the pool. That was where she’d met Lance.
Casey grimaced, her eyelids f
luttering open. “He made me.”
“I like it.”
That was a lie. I loved it. The soft skin of her labia under my fingers made me drunk with lust, my mouth watering to taste her. While I’d told Casey about most of my firsts—with boys—I’d never told her about the other times, the summer camp fumblings with the other girls, soft kisses in the dark at sleepovers like this one that led to so very much more.
But somehow it was always Case
y I was thinking about, even then.
“Did he ever lick you?” I inquired, swallowing my distaste at the thought of Lance anywhere near this plump, luscious little mound of flesh.
“Some.” She made a face, squirming on the bed and looking down at me now with wide-open eyes. She looked uncomfortable, a little scared, like she might change her mind at any minute, and I didn’t want that to happen.
“Let’s see if you like this.”
I covered her with my mouth, unable to help the soft caught cry in my throat as I explored the smooth texture of her skin, delving deeper to taste her more fully. Her clit was easy to find, hooded and fat at the top of her cleft. I wanted to take time to drink her in, trace the labyrinth of her soft, pink folds, but I wanted her to forget her reluctance more.
Casey gasped as I began to flick her clit with my tongue, the expert movements more than enough to send her headlong down Forgetful Lane. She breathed my name, hands fisting the covers as sensation took over, toes curling and uncurling against the mattress as I worked m
y mouth against her pussy, knowing just how good what I was doing felt for her. There was nothing like a hot, wet tongue bathing your clit. It was sensation beyond sensation and my own pussy clenched in response and anticipation.
“Good?” I took a moment to take a breath and ask, although from the half-lidded look on her face, the way her lips were parted, her breath coming fast, I didn’t really have to.
“Fucking great,” she moaned
, shif
ting her hips toward me, giving me better access. Then she opened her eyes and frowned, cocking her head at me. “Are you stopping?”
I snorted a laugh. “Are you kidding me?”
She flushed prettily, not
just her cheeks but her neck and chest too. “Lance stopped. He’d do it for a minute or two, but then… it was like he got bored.”
And I thought I wanted to kill him before? Just looking at the fingerprints on her thighs where he’d grabbed her made me want to throttle him, but knowing that in the end he’d done nothing but use her for his own pleasure without any thought or care for her at all made me blind with anger.
“You taste so fucking good, I could eat you all night long.” I feathered kisses over her clit, teasing, making her bite her lip and spread even wider for me.
Selena Kitt’s *Sibling Lust*—where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the taboo sibling fantasy to life.
Sissy and her adopted brother, Sam, are embarking on a long-awaited camping trip in Michigan’s U.P. They’re both in college now and their parents are finally letting them plan a trip to the family’s cabin on their own, but when Sissy’s boyfriend bails on her for the umpteenth time and Sam’s on-again off-again girlfriend gets sick and can’t go, the two of them find themselves alone and get into far more trouble than two siblings ever should.
Selena Kitt Single
Short Story—Big Bang!
Warning: This title contains shameless displays of taboo sex so scandalously hot it could get them arrested for starting a forest fire!
My fingers slipped between my pussy lips, teasing my clit, imagining how sweet Jake’s tongue was right there—when I could get him to stay there long enough to make me come, anyway. I mimicked his usual motion with my finger, back and forth, up and down. I tugged and pulled at my nipples with my other hand, my breath coming faster, my hips thrusting up, the sheet falling away. Soon I was so lost in the sensation I forgot everything else.
“Hey Sissy?” Sam knocked, but he opened the door right after, poking his head in. I gasped, grabbing for the sheet, pulling it up to my neck, praying he hadn’t seen anything, telling myself that surely, surely it was too dark for his eyes to have adjusted so quickly!
“What?” I snapped, feeling my face flush with heat, glad for the darkness.
“Um…” He hesitated in the doorway while I inwardly squirmed.
He didn’t see anything!
Maybe he did.
He didn’t!
What if he did?!
Sam cleared his throat. “I just wanted to know if you wanted to go with me tomorrow.”
I bit my lip, my fingers sticky wet against my belly. “Go where?”
“I wanted to take the tent out to the ridge tomorrow,” he explained. “The salmon are running early.”
“Okay,” I squeaked, mostly just to get him to shut the door.
“Goodnight, Sissy.” His voice was warm. What had he seen? Oh god.
“’Night, Sam.”
I let out a breath, hearing his footfalls down the hallway, his door closing behind him.
I probably should have been completely turned off, considering what had just happened, but the opposite was strangely true. I was even more excited, my body humming and tingling, my little clit thrumming, and I strummed it like a guitar with too-tight strings ready to snap.
“Oh yes,” I whispered, my legs parting, the sound of my rubbing in my wetness filling the room. I was going to come—so hard, so very hard! My eyes closed in the darkness and the image that filled my inner vision was my brother, Sam, standing there without his shirt on, grinning at me. Oh god, no. No, no, no. I tried to change the channel in my brain, to think of anything, anyone else, but it was no use.
“Sam,” I moaned, I couldn’t help it, shaking my head against the mattress, the fullness between my legs too much to bear. “Ohhhh!”
The world exploded, my limbs trembling with the force of my orgasm, my mouth open in a silent scream. I gasped and quivered on the bed, rolling myself up in the coolness of the sheet, looking for some comfort now, still ashamed of where my mind had gone, unbidden. There was nothing there but my pillow, so I hugged it fiercely, closing my eyes and searching hard for sleep.
I finally found it, the sound of the waves against the shore rocking me there like a lullaby.