Saturday 30 June 2012

Waterlines 8 is now ready....


Waterlines 8 was published on Kindle yesterday - I didn't prepare a blog until it was up with Smashwords too.  Stories are in preparation for Waterlines 9, although their publication may be delayed because of time constraints with publishing schedules for other genres in which I write.

I hope you enjoy these stories.  Here are some details and - as usual - I have to provide the usual warning: these two stories are for over-18s only and contain elements which some people may find offensive. If you aren't interested in watersports, golden showers, or oral sex - or aren't remotely curious - then please don't buy or read this book.

Behind the Castle Wall  (3940 words)
James and Martha meet unexpectedly whilst visiting a ruined castle and finding themselves attending to a call of nature together.  They find they have a mutual interest, apart from history, and later that afternoon find sexual and fetish fulfilment in the woods, away from the rest of their coach party. Sadly, Martha has to fly back home and they probably won't meet again. Ever.  Will this glorious day out they've enjoyed together have led to nothing?

The Girl in the Room Next Door (6375 words)
Sequel to "A Sexy Young Widow" in Waterlines 5. Colin is back in Fiona's home once more; his pal Leslie wants to move out of her lodgings, and he asks Fiona, his landlady, to take her in. Colin soon has misgivings; while he enjoys sex games with her, he soon realises why Leslie can't keep a man.  How is he going to extricate himself from this relationship?

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EXTRACT

        After we left the pub, there was half a mile of open country before Leslie and I reached the main village where both Fiona and Pam had their houses.  We hadn’t been walking far when she turned to me and said, “I wish I’d had a pee while we were at the pub.  I can’t wait until I get home.”
        “Let’s turn back to the pub, then,” I suggested.
        “No.  There are a couple of bushes over there.  I can hop behind them and take a leak.  Nobody will see me.  Do you need to go?  We could go together.”
        I looked up and down the road; there was nobody around.  I followed her to a cluster of bushes and we walked along a pathway behind them.  She sat back on the ground, opened her legs and pulled up her skirt to give me a second, more generous, look at her stockings and ample thighs; she pulled her panties to one side to reveal her slit, and opened her pussy lips.  Then she raised herself about an inch off the ground.
        “Did you just come to watch, like a perv, or did you want to pee too?”
        I had been spellbound by the delicious sight of her stockings and her private parts; I froze.  When she spoke, I snapped out of the trance and unzipped my fly, pulling out my cock.  Sadly, it had a mind of its own and its growing erection had blocked off my ability to urinate.
        “Can’t you go?” she asked, noticing my dick’s excited condition.  “I can – just watch!”  And she forced herself to pee as far as she could – easily two yards.  It came out of her body thick and fast, but it was over in less than ten seconds.
        I wasn’t interested in her athleticism; I was mesmerised by her pink pussy and, as she was finishing, the last remnants of her pee stream dripped lazily down on the path.  I had my hand tight round my thick cock and was rubbing it slowly.
        “You dirty man!” she laughed.  “Here, let me help you.  Bring it here.”  She didn’t get up; I walked across to where she was still sitting.  My erection was pointing at her face; she took it and placed it in her mouth.

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I think we've exhausted the possibilities of more thrills for Colin at his lodgings in Oxfordshire.  But I've left open the chance that he'll meet Fiona again....

On a different note, it's my birthday today - and thanks to those kind souls (especially at Goodreads) who sent me birthday greetings.

Best
Chrissie

Tuesday 19 June 2012

Waterlines 7 now on sale

Hi, Readers!

Waterlines 7 has just been published on Amazon Kindle.  The other editions - for Smashwords, Apple, Barnes & Noble, etc. - will be out in a day or two.

Two more short stories.  Here's the blurb:
A Safe Place for the Night (5660 words)
Dining alone late in a restaurant, Tim witnesses an attempted robbery; he rescues Judy, sitting scared at the next table, and takes her home after the robbers give chase.  As they pass the hot night together on his bed, one thing leads to another and, although these total strangers may never bond, they connect for a brief few hours that Tim will remember forever.

Carol's List (4630 words) - a sequel to "Reunion Dinner" in Waterlines 5.
Carol and Jerry were lovers as students; five years later, they meet at a dinner party.  They feel an urge to pick up the strands of their relationship from where they left off and Carol drives them to her home when the party ends.  On the way, they have a traffic accident and are forced to continue on foot in the dark.  Carol has her own agenda; she has a list of things she wants to do, and now seems a good time to get started...
Here's a taster from A Safe Place for the Night - it's different from the one that appears in the page on the Kindle site.

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     We stepped into the shower together, and clasped each other’s bodies.  “Let’s pee against each other,” I suggested.  “I just want to feel you emptying your bladder on my leg.”  I pushed my thigh against her open crotch; in this position my balls were rubbing her thigh and my dick rested against her.
     “I’m ready,” she whispered.  “Shall we start?”
     I smiled and nodded.  She blinked, and rested her head against my chest.  And then I felt her heavenly pee running against my thigh, over my knee and trickling down my shin.  It was my turn. 

     My cock was already excited by the feel of her warm waters running over my skin, but I had to avoid getting an erection.  I pressed hard and concentrated; it took half a minute before I could release my stream against her.
     She moved her face up to meet mine; we kissed as we both peed.  It seemed as if we were conducting some kind of symbolic ritual, signifying some bond between us.  This was a memory that will stay with me to eternity, I thought, regardless of whatever else happens.

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I'm working on a sequel to A Safe Place which will probably appear in Waterlines 9.  Other work-in-progress includes a sequel to A Sexy Young Widow (in Waterlines 5) which I hope to include in Waterlines 8, and a longer story which is already nearly 10,000 words long and I may have to have it published separately.  Characters in stories are funny people; after I opened the story, I had a goal in mind but I gave the characters free rein to decide how they were going to reach my goal - and there was so much activity to describe in the storyline - and I didn't want to shorten or delete any of it - so it just ran and ran.  And I haven't finished it yet.  The problem here was that I had four people in the plot, and I normally only need two to write the story.  I don't want to make any more comment here, just in case I spoil it for you!

Until next time,
Best,
Chris