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Hurricane Season
2015
First Published
4.38
Average Rating
39
Number of Pages

A gullible woman is tricked into signing up for a free trip to paradise. In return, she must "play" with the owners of a private island in a FFM romp. She experiences some firsts- lesbian sex, anal sex, and spanking, and discovers she loves them all. With a fun twist at the end, this story will make you smile. And maybe something more. What readers say about Hurricane From TT Tales, erotica author What a great story. Loved it all, from the gullibility, to the trickiness, hot nasty sex and fun twist at the end. I got way too many ideas from this. Now I just have to buy me a little private island... From ILienBagby, erotica author Hurricane Season is a delight; although a bit farfetched, it seems completely real....Ms. Gullible's voice as she relates her tale is exact, consistent and the voice of a person I can (1) believe, and (2) like. Oh, and, of course, the sex is magnificent! Martín whispered something to Carla. She got an inquisitive look on her face and asked, "You're not a virgin, are you?" "Oh, no," I said, blushing. "It's just been a while." My first lover had told me that virginity could grow back after two years of abstinence. I found out that wasn't true when I explained to my gynecologist that I was indeed a virgin. It was quite embarrassing to have him laughing at me while he had two fingers in my pussy, that's for sure. Being gullible sucks. I stood, holding the back of the couch to maintain my balance as I gulped down my second glass of wine. Martín stood behind me, pulling my unbuttoned shirt off. I decided at that moment to enjoy the vacation and hope for the best, which turned out to be my second bad decision. Chapter Three Heather and Carla sat in wicker chairs, facing me. Martín remained behind me, pulling off my clothes, one piece at a time. I was nervous, but I arched my back a little as Martín's warm hands grazed my nipples then cupped my breasts. When all my clothes were on the floor, Martín placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face him. "No puedo esperar," he said, as he unbuttoned his pants. "Martín," Carla said, "You really can't wait? You're just being greedy." I hadn't realized that Martín hadn't spoken out loud at all up to that point. Now it dawned on me that he didn't speak English. "Está bien," I said, as I helped him remove his pants. He placed his hands on my head and gently pushed me to my knees. I took a moment to examine the long, rather thick cock in front of me. His balls were shaved, and a drop of pre-cum had pooled in his slit. I placed my hands on his ass and drew him closer. I licked the pre-cum from the head and realized that it had been almost a year since I had a cock in my mouth. The realization sent a shudder through my body, and I slammed his cock into my mouth as far as it would go. He moaned out loud. Heather said, "This is going to be a great weekend."

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Author

Patient Lee
Patient Lee
Author · 6 books

I have been a fan of well-written erotic fiction since the early days of the Literotica.com website. The first author that drew me in was Tx Tall Tales, particularly his hot group sex story, The Perfect Game. I wrote my first piece of fiction at age thirty-four. It was a short piece of erotica, called Señor Sexy, handwritten on graph paper. The story was so bad, I stashed in my pajama drawer where it rests to this day, buried under nightgowns I never wear and other assorted pajama drawer items. Wink, wink. I didn't write again until I was on the brink of forty, bored by the long-term regular-job project I was working on. I started with two “enhanced” journal entries, stories that started with reality and ended up in fantasy land. I didn’t bother to tell my husband before submitting them to Literotica to share with the smut-reading world, even though he played a starring role in both stories. The feedback on the first two stories was encouraging, and I experienced a life-changing revelation: Making shit up was a helluva lotta fun. When my first completely fictional story idea hit, I thought it was the only one. It was Hurricane Season, a completely ridiculous story about a gullible woman who accepts a weekend in paradise as a prize, and finds that she has to play with the man and two women who planned the trip. My favorite part of the story is the twist at the end. As I wrote the story, I wondered what Tx Tall Tales would think of it. It seemed to me to be similar to some of his early stories. (I had to wait two years, but I found out what he thought.) After that silly story, I surprised myself several more times when new, completely different stories popped up in my head. As someone that never envisioned writing a single story, having seven to my name was a thrill, but the long-term real-world project was still looming over my head, so I put my writer shoes away for a year and a half. In the summer of 2013, I made my way back to Literotica, just in time for the Nude Day Contest. I used that contest to pull a story out of me that had been playing at me for the whole year and a half between writing stints: Bare Naked: Skater’s Waltz. I was fixated on the idea of ice skating in the nude. That story doesn’t get a lot of attention, but it’s still one of my favorites. The most surprising part of the journey from reader to writer has been the quality of the education I’ve found from a free erotica website. I met authors there with skills as sharp as the pros, and they were willing to share what they’d learned. I’ve learned a million things since the first time I sent a story to M.S. Tarot for a beta read. He had major revisions to suggest on my Halloween story, Jeffrey’s Murderer. The next story he read for me had half as many suggestions, and my storytelling skills continue to improve thanks to his help. When I went back to writing in the summer of 2013, I put out a request to other Literotica authors to suggest stories for my reading list. Tx Tall Tales shocked the hell out of me by asking if I’d care to beta read his stories. I’m not impressed by celebrities, but I was star struck. Not long after those early beta reads, TTT read my story Hurricane Season. (I was right. He liked it.) With each story I write and TTT reads, I learn something new about tightening my writing. Countless others I met at Literotica have influenced my writing as well. Second Circle, Bucky Duckman, AMoveableBeast, J. Kendall Dane, JC Winchester, Privates1stClass, ILienBagby are just a few. I wasn’t surprised to make friends there. I was surprised how much I learned. I have a regular, mundane life with a full-time job, a husband, three kids, and two cats. Writing smut keeps me balanced.

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