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The Rock Star’s Tentacles (BBW Erotic Rockstar Romance)

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When curvy Sheila James sneaks into rock star Jesse Stone’s tour bus, she discovers a secret he’s managed to hide even from the paparazzi: he has tentacles. Thick, slippery tentacles that are soon winding all around her voluptuous curves, caressing her. It’s wrong, it’s weird, but it feels so good…

Warning: this 6.000 word erotic BBW romance features a sexy alpha male rockstar with incredibly talented tentacles and a sweet, sensual, curvy girl who has never had sex like this before. Contains explicit, steamy tentacle sex scenes – adults only! All characters are 18 or older.

 Excerpt:

His voice was low and a little throaty, and it sounded just like when he was singing a ballad, making thousands of women in the audience grow wet.

Sheila was growing wet, too. She could feel the dampness between her legs, and she wondered if he could smell her excitement.

His hands on her breasts were warm, strong, just right, and she leaned into them, sighing.

Jesse wasn’t squeezing her breasts painfully or pulling hard on her nipples or doing any of the other stupid things other guys had tried to do to her, probably trying to imitate porn movies.

He was just stroking her, rubbing her nipples gently with his thumbs, and it felt so good. It felt relaxing and arousing at the same time, like she was safe, protected. It felt like he was taking good care of her.

Jesse stepped closer, inhaling her scent, and his eyes closed.

Sheila leaned into him and let her hands touch him for the first time. She curved her palms around his firm, tight ass, squeezing a little, and sighed in bliss.

Then, greatly daring, she let her fingers wander to the front.

His black jeans were tight, and she felt a hard knot pressing against her.

It felt…different, from what she was used to. She couldn’t really feel the length of him; just a round, hard, pulsating shape under the cloth.

“I…oh God, you’re waking them-” Jesse said, his eyes shut tight. “I can’t – stop – touch me again…”

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Backstage Pass (Reluctant First Time Gay Erotica)

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On Kyle’s first day as a personal assistant to charismatic gay rock star Damon Black, the singer assumes Kyle is just another groupie, picked out of the crowd for sex. Damon has an eye for hot blond guys, and Kyle certainly fits the bill.

Before he knows it, Kyle finds himself being forced to his knees in the rock star’s dressing room. Is he willing to do whatever it takes to please his new boss?

Warning: this 5.000-word erotic story contains reluctant consent, reluctant first time gay sex, a forced blowjob, rimming, first time anal, and a demanding and dominant rock star with an appetite for young blond twinks. For adults only!

All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

“What a buzz,” Damon said, his voice throaty and unmistakable. “What a night!” He turned around, rolling his shoulders, and only then did he seem to notice that Kyle was in the room.

Kyle stared at him, stagestruck and tongue-tied, like any fan suddenly meeting his idol, and tried to make his mouth work.

Damon’s otherworldly eyes held his, then Damon slowly ran his gaze down Kyle’s body, much as the crew member had done, but with much more lingering enjoyment.

“Very nice,” that famous voice drawled. “Whoever picked you out of the crowd did a good job, honey. Remind me to give them a raise…later.”

“I-” Kyle began, then got stuck again, feeling a hot blush rise to his cheeks.

“Save it,” Damon told him. “I am on a buzz you would not believe, and I’m not in the mood for talking. On your knees, sweetheart.”

Kyle blinked. This could not be happening. He wasn’t even sure if this was a scene from his fondest fantasies, or a nightmare.

“No, wait,” he stuttered, “I-”

Damon’s eyes narrowed, and suddenly, he looked not just beautiful but dangerous, like a panther in the forest. “On your knees, NOW. Or get the hell out.”

Holy shit.

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