THE BUCKET LIST: CAUGHT
THE BUCKET LIST #2
BY
ANNIA OAKFIELD
The Bucket List: Caught
(The Bucket List #2)
byAnnie Oakfield
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Categories: Interracial/Multicultural
Publisher:Steam eReads
Release Date:August 15, 2013
Heat Level:Sizzling
Word Count:16,000
byAnnie Oakfield
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Categories: Interracial/Multicultural
Publisher:Steam eReads
Release Date:August 15, 2013
Heat Level:Sizzling
Word Count:16,000
Description:
Once again Amber is up to mischief, luring her BFF and
sometimes lover, Lucy, to the bedroom section of a
department store just as the store is closing. Shy Lucy has no inkling of what
lies in store (pun intended) as Amber convinces her that it’s quite all right
to have a quiet kiss and a cuddle in the biggest, softest bed. No one is around
to stop them…
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations (including light bondage, all forms of menage and multiple lesbian partners) and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations (including light bondage, all forms of menage and multiple lesbian partners) and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
Excerpt:
“Sergeant Bloomfield,
come in!” the guard snapped. Cold fear chilled my whole body. He wasn’t
bluffing – he really was prepared to report us.
“Bloomfield,”
the radio hissed. “Zat you, Henry?” I sagged as the voice hammered home the
reality of our situation. The guard had actually contacted the authorities to
report us.
“Yeah, it’s me,”
Henry replied.
“You got a
problem down at the store?”
Henry lowered
the radio momentarily. He met my terrified gaze.
“Well?” he said.
“Do we have a problem here?”
Amber dropped into
a crouch before I could blink. Henry’s huge member disappeared into her open
mouth and she began fellating him deeply. He sighed with satisfaction and laid
a big hand on the back of her head, pulling her onto his stiffening cock. She
took him deep into her mouth, gagging slightly as he touched the back of her
throat.
“I said….do we
have a PROBLEM?” I jumped, shocked back to reality.
“I…” I squeaked.
My throat was refusing to work properly. The air seemed dry – abrasive. Henry
raised the radio again and opened his mouth to answer the Sergeant.
“No…” I croaked.
“Please…”
“No, WHAT?”
“No…we don’t
have a problem…”
Henry rocked his
head as he mimicked my tiny voice. “We don’t have a problem…what?”
“We don’t have a
problem…sir?”
“That’s better.”
“Henry?” the
radio crackled. “Everything all right there?”
“You! Little
Miss!” Henry barked. His timid sidekick seemed to snap to attention.
“Sir?” she
shrilled.
“Undress that
one – slowly!”
“As you wish,
sir.” The small woman stepped towards me and I found myself leaning back from
her eager hands.
Henry shook his
head at me. “Well, Sergeant..”
Amber managed to
achieve the impossible. Still sucking on Henry’s thick cock, she glared at me,
urging me to co-operate.
“…it seems,
unfortunately…”
I groaned and
pulled myself up straight. Henry’s colleague reached for the buttons on my
blouse and unpicked them, one at a time, using only her fingertips. Henry
nodded approvingly. He waited until my blouse slipped from my shoulders before
he continued his conversation.
“…blind
spots…must have…word with the management.”
“Blind spots?”
Bloomfield echoed.
“Radio blind sp…
Yeah. Just… basement, it looks like.” Henry’s gaze met mine and I knew that he
had won. He hadn’t been bluffing. It seems that he’d surrender us to the police
if we didn’t co-operate fully.
I knew then that
we were his playthings. The very idea of having to obey this man’s every
command filled me with anger. And terror. I felt a tug at the hem of my skirt
and watched miserably as it slid to the floor, leaving me dressed only in my
lingerie and stockings.
“Not bad…” Henry
grinned and I shuddered. The small woman paused, clasping her hands together
before her belly. I found a moment to wonder why she was playing along with him
– why she was saying nothing about his blatant abuse of power.
“Well, let me
know if you have any real problems
down there. Bloomfield out.”
Henry returned
the radio to his belt. “We’re not going to have any problems…” he fixed me with
a hard stare. “Are we?”
I shook my head.
“ARE WE?” he
snapped.
“No, sir,” I
barked.
“No, sir,” his
colleague muttered.
“Mm-mm,” Amber
mumbled. Henry pulled her towards him until her nose touched his shirt. She
gagged and pulled back. He allowed her a few inches, then pulled her onto him
again. The sound of her choking and half-retching dismayed me – but it was a
sound I’d heard many times before. When Amber pleasured a man, she always went
to the max. The guys always seemed to enjoy it, but I couldn’t see the
fascination. Once, I’d even let her talk me into trying out this ‘deep throat’
technique, but I just felt faint and began to panic every time my throat was
obstructed. We’d eventually agreed to differ. My technique was more sort of
slow and very, very sticky with a great deal of saliva involved. That was very
much appreciated.
“Well, what are
you waiting for, Little Miss?” Henry’s voice snapped me back to the present.
“I’m sorry,
sir,” she muttered. “I’m sorry.” She stepped up and for the first time, she
looked straight at me.
“I’ve been
instructed to undress you, Miss,” she said briskly, her timidity vanished like
morning frost. For a brief moment, as she stood before me in her severe
uniform, I imagined that I was being readied for a strip-search and that she
was a prison warden. I shivered at the idea.
It could
still happen, I realised. A real strip search –
in a real prison. If we don’t do exactly as we’re told. I remained still,
determined not to co-operate any more than was absolutely necessary as she
reached around to my back and unhooked my bra. It slithered off my shoulders
and joined my skirt on the floor. My hands twitched, ready to cover my exposed
breasts, but Henry glared at me and I elected to let my arms hang limply at my
sides. Little Miss dropped to her knees and my knickers ended up around my
ankles. I let out the breath that I’d been holding as cool air wafted over my
crotch. At least I hadn’t had to suffer the indignity of having Henry’s fingers
between my legs.
“Check her out
then!” Henry barked impatiently.
“Sir?” Little
Miss frowned.
“Is she wet?” He
rolled his eyes. “Or do I have to check for myself?”
Oh hell… I stiffened, expecting the increasingly confident little woman to
reach for my crotch, but she remained a respectful distance away.
“I should remind
you, sir, that touching without consent - .”
Henry held up an
impatient finger, but his lips remained pursed.
All I have to
do is say no? I glanced at him, but his big fingers
were already curling around the radio.
“It’s all right,
Little Miss,” I sighed. “You might as well go ahead.” I threw a glare at Henry,
who narrowed his eyes, then returned a warning glance. If I had to suffer this
indignity, I’d left him in no doubt that I was under duress.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Back then, most of her stories were simply erotic fantasies that she shared with only a few close, virginal friends. But with time, many men, several orgies and a number of obliging couples, Annie now writes stories that closely mirror her real-life erotic experiences.
The Bucket Listwas inspired by an actual list that she and three girlfriends composed one late and wine-soaked evening.
Annie considers herself to be omnisexual (anyone, anyplace) but she is often tickled by the phrase: ‘Bisexuals are just greedy people.
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