Uncle Ed's Lap

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David has been brightening up his gray Surrey, England days with the porn collection hidden in his parents' shed, but when he finds that their American foreign exchange student, Dawn, has discovered his magazines, things really begin to heat up. David's parents insist that he look for a job, but Dawn has the week off and is determined to work on her tan. Distracted David finds himself increasingly tempted by their seductive, older foreign exchange student, who makes it very clear what she wants. In spite of the Study Abroad program's policy that no "relations" are allowed between a student and anyone in their host family--not to mention David's mother's insistence that they treat each other as "brother and sister,"--Dawn's teasing ways slowly break down the barrier between them until they both give in to their lust. But what are they going to do about the feelings that have developed between them in the meantime?

NOTE TO READERS: This story appeared in another, now rather infamous book of mine titled NAUGHTY BITS. Foreign Exchange is a slightly less naughty, but no less sexy re-telling of those events--updated and redressed for your reading pleasure.

Warnings: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, anal sex, and makes mention of pornography, hammers, interesting uses for rubber bands, dungarees, bikinis, and lots of Britishisms you may or may not have to look up.

EXCERPT:
"Dawn, what are you doing?" I heard the hoarseness in my own voice. If we got nicked, we'd be in big trouble, and no one knew it better than she did.

"Well, I'm a bit pissed," she admitted. "And I'm really randy, especially after watching you wanking in the shed."

"Oh god." I groaned, putting my hand to my forehead. She was moving toward me and my gaze fell from her breasts down to her bikini bottoms. Now that I'd seen the top, I wanted to see the rest.

"You wanna suck these?" she purred, pulling on her nipples. "Do you wanna shove your cock in my cunt?"

I had backed up to the wall and she was leaning in toward me, not touching me, but close. She slid her hand down into her bikini and I could see the top edge of her pubic hair.

"You wanna fuck me?" Her hand moved between her legs.

I groaned, closing my eyes against it. "Dawnie," I pleaded. "Please. Stop."

"You want to," she whispered, and I jumped when she squeezed my crotch. My cock throbbed against her hand through my boxers. "You've been wanking in the shed and looking at that girl who looks just like me and wishing it was really me all along, haven't you?"
She moved her hand between my legs, rubbing it up and down the length of my shaft through the thin material.

I groaned. "Yes. Oh God, Dawn, yes." I grabbed her hand, pushing it away. "You gotta stop. We really can't do this."

She pouted, her brow knitting. "Why not?"

"Because," I choked. "Because you're like my sister. And there are rules. You remember what my mum said when you moved in?"

It felt like a million years ago, but my mum had read us both the riot act, especially after seeing how grown-up Dawn really had become, about the rules they had in the Study Abroad program--no "relations" were allowed between occupants. "You're to treat each other as brother and sister," she insisted. Not that it had been that hard really. Dawn annoyed me just like an older sister would, and she said I was worse than having a little brother, so it had worked out pretty well.

Until now.

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When passionate Professor Conner Devlin meets oversexed student Emma Fiore, the sparks ignite: he’ll train her to be his classroom sex slave, carrying out his every desire, while she gets to experience the forbidden pleasure of submissive love before her marriage to a dull and unfeeling man. But Emma’s sizzling and insatiable desires soon overwhelm Conner and he finds himself hopelessly in love with his young submissive. Emma accepts him as her sexual Master, but will she have him as her real-life lover?

Through the means of BDSM and the demands of extreme sex, Conner tries to break down the barriers between them and make Emma acknowledge her feelings, until one night things become too real and the games are forgotten. Conner takes Emma prisoner for real and their passions erupt in a cataclysm of raw emotion that rocks them both and fuses them in a transcendent love.

Told with intense honesty from the dominant’s point of view, A Good Student gives a rare and searing look inside a man’s heart as he’s caught in the throes of a compelling and overwhelming love and passion, all his thoughts and feelings exposed. Listening to Conner’s confessions is like having your own personal Master tell you everything he feels, with a poet’s skill and a therapist’s insight. You’ll never look at the dynamics of D/s and a man’s sexuality the same way again.

Warnings: This title contains graphic language, really hot sex and bdsm including bondage and spanking.

Rose, Romance at Heart Reviews
"Sensual, sexy, totally erotic, his characters are always punchy, up front, and delightfully real. I got wrapped up in the affaire d'coeur Elliott tells between the covers. Here we learn from a man whose life has been lacking something he was not aware of, true love and caring. (I)t is one romance on the edgy side you won't want to miss!"

Lila, Two Lips Reviews
"A good read, I had no trouble keeping up reading this one waiting to see what naughty adventure Connor and Emma were going to get into next. They re-enacted their fantasies with each other and left you breathless and hot. A Good Student will have you going back to college just hoping to get a professor like Connor!"

Melissa C., Fallen Angel Reviews, 4/5 ANGELS

"A Good Student is my first experience with Elliott Mabeuse. I can't believe I was missing out on so much!...[I]f you can handle an intense, deeply emotional book, filled with titillation and eroticism, then I say you should pick this book up soon…I look forward to seeking out other works by this talented author. My only regret is that I did not discover him sooner."

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Ronnie (or "Veronica" as Mrs. B always insisted on calling her) is all grown up with a family of her own, and the Christmas she babysat for the Baumgartners is just a pinpoint in her memory. That is, until a persistent suggestion of a threesome by her husband, T.J., brings it all flooding back. When she reveals how the Baumgartners and the nanny, Gretchen, had seduced her during her time in Key West, her husband takes it upon himself to make some phone calls. Opportunity, or perhaps fate, presents itself, and Ronnie and her husband get an invitation to join Gretchen and the Baumgartners on their vacation. Ronnie finds herself torn, once again, between what she wants and what someone else wants for her--or are they, after all, one in the same?

Warning: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, sex, and so much a ménage a trois (MFF threesome) action you just may begin to chafe!

EXCERPT:

"Come on, Ronnie..." His hand massaged my scalp, his eyes tender but questioning. "We've been married for almost seven years. You can't tell me you've never been attracted to anyone else? I know you have!"

I blinked, trying not to think about the way Hector at work smiled and winked whenever I
passed his classroom, how he often showed up in the tiny copy room the same time I did, brushing up against me from behind, his hand cupping the side of my hip, to get a ream of legal paper. So I felt a little twinge when he did, a warmth between my thighs, a tug in my belly. It didn't mean anything. It didn't mean--

"Just because I'm attracted to someone doesn't mean I'm going to act on it."

TJ's eyes searched mine, lazily rubbing the head of his cock back and forth against my lower lip. "But why not?"

"Because we made a commitment." I raked my teeth lightly across the spongy tip and he jumped.

"Don't be so literal." He rolled me over, pressing his weight onto me, opening my legs. I acquiesced with a sigh, loving the feel of his hardness rubbing up and down between my slit, but hating his words. "Our commitment is what we say it is..." His lips murmured against the pulse in my throat and I let my fingers brush the fine hairs at the back of his neck, soft as a baby. "I'm not talking about not loving you. I'm talking about sex."

His words were supposed to reassure me, but I felt my throat constrict. "So basically, you're saying I'm not enough for you."

"No, baby." He rocked, slow and easy--god, he knew how I loved that, opening me, a slow split, a gentle friction, up and up. "You're more than enough..."

More reassuring words--but why didn't I feel reassured? His mouth covered mine, the kiss deep and searching, his tongue slowly drawing me in, drawing me out, teasing me as he rubbed his stiff heat between my thighs. It throbbed there, insistent, making me squirm.

"God, you're so sweet..." His words were hot against my ear now, his teeth gently biting and tugging at the lobe. "I never want you to think you're not enough, you're so very much more than enough..."

His cock found me with a shift of his hips, seeking entrance, and I gasped as he slid forward until he felt resistance, about halfway there. His breath caught and he gave a low moan that went through me like shiver, and still, he didn't stop talking, telling me... "There's no other woman like you. I want you and I want to share you, baby. I want the whole world to know how good you are, how sweet, how fucking hot..." He pulled back and plunged forward, so deep I clutched his shoulders, digging my nails in. TJ's eyes sought mine, dark and full of hunger. "How fucking mine you are."

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When Danielle Stuart meets the Baumgartners, her life doesn't need to get any more complicated. Studying Italian on scholarship at the University of Michigan, Dani is haunted by a horrible tragedy that her husband, Mason, simply can't come to terms with. But when she meets Carrie Baumgartner, and then her handsome husband, Doc, she finds her attraction to the couple irresistible, no matter how complicated things might get. While the two women bond over being childless and yet surrounded by children in the university's married housing complex, it's Doc Baumgartner who really brings them together with a game-changing idea that serves to reshape all of their lives.

WARNING: This title contains erotic situations and graphic language, and makes mention of porn, strippers, high heels, snow angels, wishbones, micro bikinis, white hot sand, Victoria's Secret,birth control, mittens, kitty cats, margaritas and various other alcoholic beverages, plus a plethora of sex including girl on girl, anal sex and a (mff) threesome in true Selena Kitt style.

IF YOU LIKED THE BAUMGARTNERS PLUS ONE,
you may want to have more fun with this family!

A Baumgartner Christmas
Meet the Baumgartners
Baumgartner Shorts
Babysitting the Baumgartners
A Baumgartner Reunion
Baumgartner Generations: Janie
Baumgartner Generations: Henry
Letters to the Baumgartners

EXCERPT:

Something woke me. I'd been sleeping hard, drooling on the edge of the couch cushion, my arm dangling off the edge, dreaming about Patrick Swayze making margaritas, and something pulled me suddenly from sleep. I had no idea what it was--I couldn't hear anything but the rain, still falling, and the ticking of a clock somewhere--and then I didn't care. I was suddenly desperate to pee. All those damned margaritas. I pulled myself to standing, using the back of the couch to steady myself in the unfamiliar darkness. My head was still spinning. I hardly ever drank anymore, even wine.

It was nearly dark, but there was a night light in the kitchen next to the sink and I followed its glow, shuffling along the carpet in my bare feet. The last thing I wanted to do was trip and wake the Baumgartners. It wasn't until I'd made my way through the kitchen and saw the bedroom door, slightly ajar, that I remembered the way to the bathroom was through their room.

Then I heard an unmistakable moan and knew what had woken me. They were having sex. What I'd mistaken for a ticking clock was the rhythmic tap of a headboard hitting the wall.

"Oh god, that's fucking fantastic!" Carrie gasped. "I'm going to come again!"

I heard him grunt, the springs squeaking louder, faster, the headboard slapping the wall with greater force. She gave three short, sharp cries, the same sound I'd heard her make that afternoon watching from the window, and I felt my whole body bloom with warmth. I leaned against the door frame for support, not sure I could trust my legs to keep me up.

"I love your shaved little pussy," he growled. The squeaking had stopped. "Gimme!"

"No, no, no!" she cried. There was a flurry and shuffle and she objected the whole while but then I heard her moan softly. "Oh god, Doc, I can't, not again..."

"Mmmm yes you can," he assured her, his words muffled. I was sure his mouth was full. I felt so faint I thought I might actually pass out. "God, that's so fucking hot. So smooth."

"I know." She sounded both smug and proud. "She shaved me so nice."

"She sure did." More muffled words from Doc.

"Oh baby, your tongue!"

I'd obviously guessed correctly.

"So tell me about your shower." Doc's voice was low. "Did you enjoy it?"

"You're bad." She teased him. "Does it turn you on, thinking about the two of us wet and naked?"

"You know it does." His grin was so big I could hear it in his voice. "Tell me."

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Selena Kitt's *Daddy's Favorites*--where naughty thoughts and wicked temptations bring the taboo daddy-daughter fantasy to life.

Chubby Tina thinks she couldn't hate herself any more than she already does, when she overhears her skinny mother telling a friend, "We're going to be stuck with Tina forever. No guy is ever going to want her." Even though it's her freshman year in college, she vows to quit school and run away. That is, until her stepfather catches her with going out the door in the middle of the night with a suitcase. Tina finally, tearfully, confesses, and is surprised by her stepfather's insight and perspective--and how willing he is to show her just how beautiful and loveable he thinks she really is.

Selena Kitt Single
Short Story--Big Bang!
(approx 7400 words)

Warning: This title contains shamelessly wicked displays of pseudo-incest between stepfather and stepdaughter so hot--careful--it may just melt your Kindle!

Daddy's Favorites
Tina
Christa
Becca
Anna
Darla
Clara

SIBLING LUST SERIES:
In the Fold
In the Barn
On the Bus
Under the Stars

EXCERPT:

Tina gaped at the screen, her breath caught in her throat. Of course, the older man fucking the younger girl on her stepfather's computer wasn't really that girl's daddy. That would be illegal. And wrong. But... but somehow the thought that it might be, just the fantasy of it, made her pussy ache like it never had before.

Tina leaned back in the big leather chair, putting one foot up on the seat so her legs were spread, rubbing her clit through her panties. Her arousal was so instantaneous that they were sticky already, the crotch damp as she tugged it aside, letting her fingers play in her wetness.

"You like Daddy's big cock?" the guy on the screen growled, pulling the length of it out so she could see it glistening before driving it back in, deep.

"Yes, Daddy! Oh yes! I love your big fucking dick inside me!" The girl used a kind of sing-song voice, high and sweet, and the man groaned, grabbing onto her breasts as they swayed on her chest. Tina watched as he squeezed and kneaded them, just like Ray used to do to her. Then he rolled her over to her belly, making her get up on her hands and knees.

"Oh god," she whispered, watching as the girl did as she was told, putting her bottom up high, her cheek resting against the mattress. She could almost feel that thick, hard cock sliding into her like that, from behind, those big hands gripping her.

"You've got a gorgeous ass, baby," he groaned, slapping it as he began to pump himself inside her. "Just fucking gorgeous."

Tina flushed at his words, her clit throbbing under her fingers as she rubbed herself, watching the couple on the screen fucking harder, faster, really getting into it now. She was too, so close to coming she was quivering all over. She knew she had to hurry--her parents would be home soon and she didn't want to be caught on her stepfather's password-protected computer. In fact, she was so close, she probably wouldn't have heard it if one of the ear buds hadn't slipped from her ear at that moment.

"I'll be just a few minutes!" her stepfather called on the other side of the door.

Tina just reacted, snapping the computer's lid closed and tossing the ear buds on the desk before sliding underneath it to hide in the cubbyhole. The desk was enormous, antique, so heavy the movers had cursed and grunted getting it up the stairs, and Tina shrank to the very back of the dark space, trying to keep quiet. She was breathing far too hard, and she gulped, trying to calm her racing heart.