Private Conversations (Choose Your Own Erotic Adventure)

cover image COMPLETE23Private Conversations
Author:N.C. East
Genre: Choose Your Own Adventure/Contemporary
Length: Novelette
eISBN: 978-1-937796-31-0
MSRP: 4.49
You pay: 2.99

Cover art: Sue Swift

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You are the hero and I am the heroine, willing to do whatever you ask. No small talk. No games. No strings. Just pure, hot sex.

Where do you want me? On the table? On the bar? I’m hot and willing and I’m yours. Sixteen different, luscious ways to satisfy that need. I’ll gives you just what you crave for those private moments. Are you going to the bar or is it a lazy day at home playing video games? What happens next is up to you.

My only desire is to see that you peak the wonderful mountain of ecstasy. I am the woman of your dreams, literally. I am whoever you want me tob e and I am doing whatever you want me to do. The next move is up to you – I’m waiting.


Chapter One A
A Night at the Bar

The small bar is packed. Most of the drunk patrons are in pairs, so you scoot onto a seat at the end of the bar. A couple is making out at the jukebox along the wall behind you and a group of people is playing darts across the room. One of the players, a young brunette with purple streaks in her hair, is jumping up and down celebrating her bull’s-eye. You watch her breasts bouncing around wildly. They might just jump out of her low-cut T-shirt but her boyfriend stops her. He grabs her and lifts her shirt back up over her shoulder and kisses her as their friends laugh.

After a long day you want a beer before the bar closes. But now that this dart-playing drunk girl has your mind on it, some pussy after a few cold ones would be a much-appreciated bonus. Too bad she’s with a guy because she would be a pretty easy pickup. She looks like the kind of girl who has some tattoos and piercings that she doesn’t want her father knowing about. A bad girl.

You scan the bar for easier prey. The only woman alone is the brunette sitting next to you. Her tits are pressing so tightly against her shirt that you find it hard not to stare.

They are screaming to be played with, begging you to show them some love.

The two of you exchange smiles and some basic chitchat on everything from the weather to sports. She’s clearly trying to impress you. Your hands are resting on the top of the bar with your fingers loosely wrapped around the base of your cold beer. She edges her hand closer to yours and gently runs her little finger across the back of one of yours. She’s not looking at you, but is gazing across the bar. She slinks her hand away with the same stealth, giving you a devious smile. You look away, playing the game she just initiated, and catch the attention of the bartender as she serves you a new drink. She’s attractive herself, blonde and tall with a tight black tank top sporting the bar’s logo in sparkling stones gripping her perky chest.

“You working alone tonight?” you ask.

“Yeah,” she says with an irritated sigh. “The other girl called in sick so I’ll have to close up all alone tonight.”

“That’s no fair,” you say with a pouty lip.

She giggles. “It’s last call,” she says, putting on her best femme fatale purr and wink.

Two women are hitting on you so you draw out the final sips of your drink, savoring the moment—you have your choice of two hot bitches tonight.

People start to trickle out of the bar—some stumbling out—and you watch couples drawn together by drunken lust as they leave hand in hand. Thoughts of what they are going to do tonight race through your mind and get you excited. The only thing that you know for certain is that you want one of these two women right now and they both want your sweet, sweet cock.

“No other man I’ve seen tonight caught my eye like you did, Big Boy.” The brunette next to you flirts. She bites her bottom lip and watches you take one last gulp of your drink. “My lips are jealous of the rim of your glass getting all the action.”

Thoughts of her lips on yours and your hands up her shirt are dominating your mind when the bartender sets another drink in front of you with an overly loud clank, getting your attention. She smiles and leans forward, resting her elbows on the bar and giving you a clear view down her tank top to her tanned, bulging breasts nested in a bra that seems to be a size too small.

“Your tab is on me tonight,” the bartender says as you stare down her shirt.

“C’mon.” The brunette runs her fingers across the back of your neck. “Let’s go back to my place. I live just a few blocks away.”

What do you do?

If you stay with the bartender, go to Chapter Two A: Bartender
If you leave with the brunette, go to Chapter Two B: Brunette

About Sedonia Guillone

Pubished author of lgbt and m/f romance. Ghostwriter and editor with fifteen years' experience. Publisher of two imprints, Ai Press for romance and Kokoro Press for mainstream, gay fiction, spiritual and memoirs.
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