Five gloriously intimate stories about voluptuously curvaceous and sexily full-figured women, who know how to enjoy life to the full!
Where Phone Sex Can Lead by Deva Shore
When Carmen decided to branch out on her own it was because she had found a caller who managed to tickle her audio g-spot just by the sound of his voice. So much so that she decided to call him on a private line. When one thing leads to another, it's Carmen who lets her fingers do the walking on the telephone man.
Wanted, Exhibitionists by Jennie Treverton
Art for Art's sake? When curvatious librarian tires of her weight-obsessed work colleagues she decides it's time for her to do something totally radical and different. She answers an advert on the library noticeboard - an artist is looking for models to help create an exhibition piece. Soon Greta discovers that artist Stevie intends to make a name for herself, and that Modern Art isn't all about oil on canvas - it involves a lot of video footage as well.
In the Bakery by Kristina Wright
Unlike the rest of the bakery staff, Bernadette doesn't mind working with Vincent on the morning shift, even though he can be demanding and often seemingly unreasonable. Then one day she is late for work, and Vincent decides it's time for her to learn a lesson. But the tables are turned as Bernadette realizes she's his rounded and ample flavour of the week.
Watching by Victoria Blisse
Everyone has their invisible friend, don't they? But via the Internet and computers virtual strangers can enter your fantasies as easily as if they were in the room with you. And Todd knows what to say, what to suggest, and what excites you. And as the line between fantasy and reality blurs you know that Todd really is the man of your dreams.
The Photographer's Muse by Scarlett Sanderson
When Cathy replied to an advert from a photographer seeking a curvy and voluptuous model, she didn't think she'd be picked. Now it's her first day in her new life and she's worried that she won't have a clue what to do. But under James' artistic direction she soon finds her stage fright disappears and he's looking for more than just one encore. These stories have also been published in Ultimate Curves ISBN 9781906373788
The evening went brilliantly. The fact that the other diners kept staring seemed to be to my advantage. Brad became very flirtatious. As though making an effort to silence their stares. Me, I loved it. We ended up having a fantastic night. We got on famously and on the way home I asked him in for coffee.
‘That would be great,’ he said.
Filling the kettle up with water, Brad moved in behind me. He kissed the back of my neck. I was so surprised I nearly dropped the kettle.
‘You don’t have to do that,’ I said, feeling as though he was only going through the motions.
‘I know,’ he said, taking the kettle to place it on the sink so he could grab me and turn me around into his arms.
He lifted my chin, lowering his head to kiss me. I looked deeply into his eyes, saw them crinkle mischievously and then he was all over me. His tongue deep into my mouth and his hands roaming all over my body.
I pushed my pelvis into him, pleased to feel he had half an erection and even more pleased when I heard a low murmuring deep in his throat. His hands grabbed at my arse, then up my back, before one slipped up my camisole and over my breast.
‘Oh God,’ he whispered, his mouth on my neck and working its way down. ‘Where’s the bedroom?’
I dragged him back with me, stumbling as we began to tear each other’s clothes off. We fell onto the bed, both shirts gone and he landed between my open thighs staring down at me. He pulled the camisole off and his eyes devoured my breasts. He lunged for them, like most men do, burying his face into the cleavage. His hands slipped beneath me, his fingers unhooking my bra. He peeled it down my arms and threw it on to the floor.
‘They’re magnificent,’ he said, smiling. ‘Absolutely magnificent.’
He crushed each of them, pushing them together, nibbling at my erect nipples before sucking one gently into his mouth. I held his head with both hands, barely able to believe this was happening.
