Author: elissalaneauthor

Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover (gangbang, menage, outdoor, camping, group sex, lesbian)

Hello again!

My last post got some great reception and I was so happy to hear from those who loved my story! [To celebrate the release of one of my nastiest, raunchiest, and smuttiest stories yet,](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0741DP8FG) I decided to put together another excerpt for you all from the same series!

The story here is from [Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover!](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073HSB7C9). If you enjoy the read, please check out my entire catalog at my [Author Page](https://www.amazon.com/author/elissalane), which is all FREE on Kindle Unlimited!

Please enjoy and, as always, drop some feedback in the comments if you’re so inclined! -xoxo

“Wet Hot American Cummer.”

The tent finally exploded into laughter. The group could bottle their laughter only for so long. Even Maggie cracked a smile, a rare occurrence that didn’t go unnoticed.

“You broke Mag, Brian. A regular human would probably be rolling on the floor.”

Brian, sitting near the end of the tent with his flashlight directed straight up at his face, scary-story style, gazed shrewdly at Maggie. She blushed. He had piercing blue eyes, even in the dimly lit tent, that could send Maggie’s knees to shaking if she wasn’t careful. She repositioned herself on the edge of the cot. True, she didn’t laugh a lot. Being put under Brian’s bright blue microscope was the last thing she wanted. Read more »

Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover (gangbang, menage, outdoor, camping, group sex, lesbian)

Hello again!

My last post got some great reception and I was so happy to hear from those who loved my story! [To celebrate the release of one of my nastiest, raunchiest, and smuttiest stories yet,](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0741DP8FG) I decided to put together another excerpt for you all from the same series!

The story here is from [Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover!](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073HSB7C9). If you enjoy the read, please check out my entire catalog at my [Author Page](amazon.com/author/elissalane), which is all FREE on Kindle Unlimited!

Please enjoy and, as always, drop some feedback in the comments if you’re so inclined! -xoxo

“Wet Hot American Cummer.”

The tent finally exploded into laughter. The group could bottle their laughter only for so long. Even Maggie cracked a smile, a rare occurrence that didn’t go unnoticed.

“You broke Mag, Brian. A regular human would probably be rolling on the floor.”

Brian, sitting near the end of the tent with his flashlight directed straight up at his face, scary-story style, gazed shrewdly at Maggie. She blushed. He had piercing blue eyes, even in the dimly lit tent, that could send Maggie’s knees to shaking if she wasn’t careful. She repositioned herself on the edge of the cot. True, she didn’t laugh a lot. Being put under Brian’s bright blue microscope was the last thing she wanted. Read more »

Deep, M/F (exhibitionism, alpha male, billionaire)

Story up to this point:

Gina is a non-profit executive at the peak of a wildly successful career. She receives an invitation to interview for the job of her dreams: director of a not for profit aquarium funded by Chicago’s wealthiest, most mysterious investor: Jonah Kinsey. We join her as she finds herself alone in Jonah’s office, which is a room in a bubble of glass *at the bottom* of his aquarium’s enormous main tank. Enjoy!

xoxo

She drifted to the far wall. A few feet from the glass, she caught a rare glimpse of her reflection in it. She took the opportunity to double check her makeup for smudging. A pencil skirt that hugged her near-hourglass frame perfectly. The three-inch heels that Mr. Stalwart Security Guard despised. Her legs were long and muscular from years of morning pilates and jogging. She had the slightest bump at her belly, a curve so stubborn she’d almost come to love it. It filled her curving frame out. A chest that sometimes drew sidelong glances at the gym, but nothing she ever wrote home about. Just enough shape to, from a distance, catch your eye. Read more »

Deep, M/F (light exhibitionism, billionaire, alpha male)

Story up to this point:

Gina is a non-profit executive at the peak of a wildly successful career. She receives an invitation to interview for the job of her dreams: director of a not for profit aquarium funded by Chicago’s wealthiest, most mysterious investor: Jonah Kinsey. We join her as she finds herself alone in Jonah’s office, which is a room in a bubble of glass *at the bottom* of his aquarium’s enormous main tank. Enjoy!

xoxo

She drifted to the far wall. A few feet from the glass, she caught a rare glimpse of her reflection in it. She took the opportunity to double check her makeup for smudging. A pencil skirt that hugged her near-hourglass frame perfectly. The three-inch heels that Mr. Stalwart Security Guard despised. Her legs were long and muscular from years of morning pilates and jogging. She had the slightest bump at her belly, a curve so stubborn she’d almost come to love it. It filled her curving frame out. A chest that sometimes drew sidelong glances at the gym, but nothing she ever wrote home about. Just enough shape to, from a distance, catch your eye. Read more »

Deep, M/F (light exhibitionism, billionaire, alpha male)

Story up to this point:

Gina is a non-profit executive at the peak of a wildly successful career. She receives an invitation to interview for the job of her dreams: director of a not for profit aquarium funded by Chicago’s wealthiest, most mysterious investor: Jonah Kinsey. We join her as she finds herself alone in Jonah’s office, which is a room in a bubble of glass *at the bottom* of his aquarium’s enormous main tank. Enjoy!

xoxo

She drifted to the far wall. A few feet from the glass, she caught a rare glimpse of her reflection in it. She took the opportunity to double check her makeup for smudging. A pencil skirt that hugged her near-hourglass frame perfectly. The three-inch heels that Mr. Stalwart Security Guard despised. Her legs were long and muscular from years of morning pilates and jogging. She had the slightest bump at her belly, a curve so stubborn she’d almost come to love it. It filled her curving frame out. A chest that sometimes drew sidelong glances at the gym, but nothing she ever wrote home about. Just enough shape to, from a distance, catch your eye. Read more »