Kinky Adult Fantasies

This collection of five short sex stories focuses on subjects both explicit and kinky, everything from santa sex to office sex to doctor sex.

In Department Store Santa, a naughty young woman seduces a very lucky department store santa. Find out what goes on in Santa’s workshop after hours.

Sunday Morning Blues tells the story of a minister’s obsession with one of his young parishioners.

In The Boss, a young woman gets caught on tape doing things she shouldn’t, and her boss makes her a deal to keep it quiet.

Another young woman goes for a routine Doctor’s Visit and instead has one of her fondest fantasies fulfilled.

In Sex Behind Closed Doors, an executive gives in to the temptation presented by his young sexy employee.

If you enjoy adult stories, you may also enjoy other adult fiction collections by Caitlyn Veronique.

You can buy Kinky Adult Fantasies as an ebook at these locations:
Amazon
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Excerpt:

Tonight I got completely fucked by my boss. Literally.

He’s a old man with sagging skin. He called me into his office at the end of the day, and I knew something was wrong. Almost everyone else had left, and he told me to close the door. I noticed the blinds were closed and realized suddenly how alone we were.

“Is anything wrong, Mr. Mathews?”

“Yes, there is, Dru. Would you come over here and sit in my chair, please?”

It seemed an odd request, but with my job on the line, I’d do whatever it took. I sat in his chair and he swiveled me around to face his computer. Standing behind me, he reached over to open a file.

“You see the problem, Dru?”

I did. I had stayed very late the past few weeks, and my libido had gotten the better of me. I was single, with a raging libido. In the past year, I had met some men online and been having cybersex in chat with them. At first, with my long hours, I neglected them. Then one night a week ago, I had been very horny and no one else was still in the office, and I thought I could get away with it, so I got on IM with one of my friends and had cybersex. I had hiked up my skirt and came in my chair in my cube.

It had never occurred to me there were records of our IM session. But there they were, on the screen in front of me. Every hot word, including when I told him I was cumming, cumming in my office and how hot it was that the next day no one would know what I’d done the night before.

Except, apparently, Mr. Mathews.

“Have you anything to say for yourself, young lady?” he asked.

I turned red. “I’m sorry, Mr. Mathews. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“I don’t know if I can tolerate this kind of behavior, Dru. Did you really sit at your desk and cum?”

“Y-yes.”

“Did you still have your clothes on, or did you disrobe right here in the middle of the office?”