Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - Excerpt From Beautiful Twisted Things - An Erotic Menage Fantasy by Lacee Hightower

Episode Date: January 26, 2024

For the most intense sensual pleasure download the Apple Wylde Erotic App by click here...If you want the Android version, just email me. Grab your copy of Beautiful Twisted Things from Amazon: bit.ly/3RkZq12Evernight: bit.ly/3RqxcC4Smashwords: bit.ly/3PrFM0YBarnes & Noble: bit.ly/48mpnDxApple: bit.ly/3RvDjVNKobo: bit.ly/3PK6EdQWhen you’re playing with fire, run for safety … or get burned.Wyatt McEvoy finds weed, alcohol, and inappropriate reading material in his teenage daughter’s apartment. Not to mention sex toys. Frustrated by her poor judgment, he gives her two choices. Attend a camp for troubled youths or move home for the summer and take a job.Aiden DiBiase hasn’t the time nor the desire to babysit. His new summer employee is immature, smart-lipped, and defiant. Problem is, she’s the daughter of a personal friend who also happens to be one of his biggest sources of income.Sophie McEvoy is appalled when her first task is to clean the bathroom, and things only get worse after that. She can’t stand Aiden and his draconian rules. He’s dictatorial, makes her do deplorable things that no respectable person should ever suggest, and looks at her with ice in his gaze. Exasperated, Sophie handles his neanderthal personality the only way she knows how. She’s flippant, defiant, and refuses to comply without a fight.Kyle Holt’s whole world is Aiden. Their nine-year relationship is committed and unbreakable, and he’ll do anything to keep his partner happy. So when he brings Sophie into the mix by inviting her to their bed for a night of no-strings consensual fun, things get complicated in more ways than one.Falling into a passionate liaison they can’t forsake no matter the consequences, when Sophie discovers Aiden’s dark secret, will she turn away for good? Or fall deeper?

On this episode of erotic stories from Wild and Bird, an excerpt from Lacey High Towers, highly acclaimed beautiful twisted things, an MMF, menage, erotic fantasy. That is truly highly acclaimed, playing with fire, run for safety, or get burned.

Why, it's Macavoy finds weed, alcohol, and inappropriate reading material in his teenage daughter's apartment not to mention sax toys frustrated by her poor judgment he gives her two choices attend a camp for troubled use or move home for the summer and take a job

Hayden Diabasi hasn't the time nor the desire to babysit his new summer employee is immature smart-lipped and defiant Problem is She's a daughter of a personal friend Who also happens to be one of his biggest sources of income Sophie McAvoy is appalled when her first task is to clean the bathroom

And things only get worse after that She can't stand, Aidan and his draconian rules He's dictatorial Makes her do deplorable things that no respectable person should ever suggest and looks at her with ice in his gaze. Exasperated, Sophie handles his Neanderthal personality the only way she knows how. She's flippant, defiant and refuses to comply without a fight.

Kyle Holt's whole world is Aidened. Their nine-year relationship is committed and unbreakable and he'll do anything to keep his partner happy. So when he brings Sophie into the mix by inviting, her to their bed for a night of no strings consensual fun. Things get complicated in more ways than one. Falling into a passionate liaison they can't forsake, no matter the consequences.

When Sophie discovers Aidan's dark secret, will she turn away for good? Or fall deeper? Aye, is Devlin And welcome to another episode of Wilden Bed. your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger-licking good fantasies. Yes, a special episode, an excerpt from Lacey Hightowers, rather special beautiful twisted things. This is more than just a menage, this is more than just another MMF story.

It is the editor's pick at Evernight Publishing, so it comes with a very good pedigree. So I would recommend that you do click on those buy links in the show's notes, and you grab yourself a copy of this rather outstanding, dark, erotic romance. Now, you know if you want to enjoy the commercial free version of this podcast, then go ahead and download the wild erotic stories app from the Apple store the link is in this episode's notes and if you happen to be on an Android

you can know you can still get a copy of the app but you have to contact me directly apparently it's a bit too sexy to be on the Google Play Store you can know this podcast is you know and best enjoyed laying on your bed and just loosen those clothes

put your earbuds in close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over your body and when you're ready to submit to desire go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment and then release it with a sigh

letting go of any tension any stress for the next 30 minutes or so it's just you and my voice this is your time your time to relax your time for sensual satisfaction and your time to discover your inner desires

as you feel my voice going with you you as you drift even deeper into tonight's story. I loved this place, nestled among much larger homes. Daddy built the Spanish Mediterranean house five years ago on an oversized plot in the Willow-Benz subdivision of West Plano. It wasn't huge, with his mixture of Mexican tile highlighted with smaller hand-painted tiles and dark distressed wood floors throughout. along with lots of archways and the chef's dream for a kitchen. What I liked best with a full-sized, elegant bathrooms, adjoined to each of the four bedrooms.

The vintage cast-iron claw foot tub with bronze nickel feet had been my idea. I missed my apartment, but God I loved this bathtub. I dried off, spread a layer of coconut body cream from neck to toe, in a simple mid-thigh-length sundress and sandals. I took a long look at the mess of my nails and released a sigh. I tried wearing gloves, but they didn't fit. Plus, it was hard to grip things with them on, while I had always taken time for a bi-weekly manicure and pedicure,

as well as a monthly hair appointment. I'd all but given up worrying about makeup and style in this heat and humidity, being so tired in the evenings, partly due to the work, and partly to the Benadryl I'd been downing like candy. None of it mattered the way it had before. Overall, the job wasn't so bad. It even tended to be relaxing in some ways. Minus the unforgiving Texas heat.

The cutting and pruning that fucked with my sinuses, a mystic rumple stilt-skin, making me clean just for the sake of barking out orders, especially since I saw the invoice from Mary Maids. The jackass demanded I scrub the office when he had a service coming in every Saturday. Who did shit like that? A narcissistic alpha with anal retentative personality.

That's who. Trying to separate the popular ex-athlete from the mysterious man with a king's-size stick up his ass, from the quiet person with an outstanding talent but growing and designing was strange and difficult one minute he was joking around with his workers the next he was glowering at me

and then in minutes he was turning his hat to his professional side and discussing business over the phone Aidan had an outstanding talent for landscape and design he dealt with the public and clients with nothing but patience and professionalism. His business was thriving and his work first rate from the photos I'd seen. But he was bossy as fuck and a control freak. Plus, no matter what I did or how well I did it, he still gave me the stink eye and criticised most everything I did. Clean it again. He left streaks on the bathroom mirror. Sweep up the soil you spilled.

What made him this way? Childhood bullying? Tragedy or trauma? Abusive parents? Holy shit, was he some kind of sadist? Knock. Alarmed I almost fell off the bed when Daddy appeared at my door. He scared me. You're home early. With a small smile, he said.

Sorry, sweetheart. You're home early as well. Everything okay. Hayden gave me the rest of the afternoon off. He said he had plans and didn't have anything else scheduled. Daddy, how long have you known him? For quite a while. Why has something happened?

No, just wondering how much you knew about him. Personally, not professionally. Daddy's brows lifted. A serious glare covering his gaze. What's going on, Sophie? Don't tell me you have a crush on this guy. He's way too old for you. I don't have a crush on him.

He's just so reserved. He never mentions anything about his past soccer career or family or anything else for that matter. I just wondered. Don't know much about his family, Daddy replied. But what I do know is that he was one hell of a soccer player until in injuries killed his career. There's a great job landscaping my homes and doesn't try raping me with his prices. Aiden is a business acquaintance and nothing more. Keep your mind on the job, okay? I will. I glanced down at the chipped corners of my nails, sighing at what was left of

them. I think I'll get a milk and honey pellicure and these nails fixed. Want me to bring home dinner. I even have my own money. Save your money, he kissed the top of my forehead. I'm headed back out in a few minutes to meet with my accountant, so I'll just grab something after. Go on and get your nails done. And by the way, I'm proud of you. Aiden called yesterday and said you were doing a very good job. No shit. I covered my lips with the palm of my hand,

as soon as the words left my mouth, not only because Daddy hated me using any kind of profanity, but also to hide the huge grin splitting my face. Mr. Grumple's stiltskin complimented me. Well, oh, M.G. Who would have figured? Said you have quite the green thumb. Now stop smiling like you've met Prince Charming. You're working for Aden, nothing else.

I mean it, Sophie. I know, Daddy. Twenty minutes later, I was behind the wheel of my Corolla, heading toward the bank just up the road for tip money. Once I pulled into the drive-thru ATM, I reached inside my purse for the nifty credit card holder that came free with my Louis Vuitton bag. My heart sank.

It was nowhere to be found. No, no, no! I'd turn the bag over and dump the belongings into the passenger seat. Where the hell is it? Dread crept over me. Everything important was in that credit card holder, driver's license, debit card, Discover and American Express cards, even my social security card and student ID.

Even worse. This was just the kind of thing to anger Daddy, and have him call me immature and irresponsible. Damn it! Today played through my mind as I searched between the seats and underneath no luck. Now I was wondering if it could have slipped out of my purse at work. Last night, I'd been so exhausted that I nodded off while lying in my bed, listening to music and forgot to set the alarm.

Knowing Aiden would be there before the chickens woke, when I got to work 15 minutes late, frazzled in the nervous rush, I'd all but run inside and toss my things into the kitchen cabinet where I stored my belongings. It could have easily fallen out. Thankful that Aiton trusted me enough to give me a key. A whole set of nerves buzzed through me and I turned into the parking lot to see his truck still parked at an angle

as it was when I left today. I still hear this late on a Friday. I eased him beside the lift. at F-250, and eyed a shiny S-class Mercedes parked just beside it. Convinced that either a client or a friend stopped by before Aiden could leave for the day, I stepped through the front door, slid my keyring into the side pocket of my purse, and walked toward the kitchen, doing my best to stay quiet in case he was with a client. Thank God, I sighed a long breath of relief when I eyed.

the credit card holder to the right of the sink. Telling Daddy I'd lost all my personal information was not something I was looking forward to. Padding toward the cabinet, I stopped in my tracks when something resembling grunting noises sounded from down the hallway. Another stab of curiosity

had me ignoring the credit card holder and instead tiptoeing toward the direction of the strange sound. What was Aidan doing back there? He could have been pumping iron as I had seen the hand weights under the desk. Yet, that seemed unlikely if somebody was here. Then again, maybe he had a personal trainer,

which by the looks of his physique would make sense. Just as I peeked through the slightly-ajad door, I heard another groan and my breath caught, my hand flying to my mouth Sweetus mother of fuck My boss was not with a personal trainer And absolutely not meeting with the client Looking like a sexy Greek warrior

With his hair falling around his shoulders Tats blanketing his arms chest And the tense muscles of his back Was Aiden in the flesh literally in front of him was his lover similar in physique but with neatly cut short brown hair and only a hint of shadow covering his jaw who was looking into aidan's eyes like he was the only person in the world one hand teased a silver bar extending through aden's right nipple and the other rested between them shit that's hot the flash of needs shot straight through my breasts and between my thighs they weren't only two gorgeous freaking sex gods but both seriously hung like stupidly blessed and holy crap aden not only had a nipple piercing but also one on the underside of his penis my god i've never seen something so erotic in my life they were mere minutes of

away from having sex while I stood here staring my ass off, hypnotized, struggling for air, and growing hot all over as I watched two men relish in splendor and bliss. Never had I ever seen anything like it. So intimate, so beautiful and sensual, so unjustifiably carnal. Aidan gripped business guys' temples, then pushed him against the wall. giving me a divine view of his rounded ass. Muscles thrusted and constricted, heavy arms slid up and down the deep ridges and grooves of one another's bodies while their erections rocked together,

as they annihilated each other's mouths like they had missed each other for weeks, if not months. Like they were the only two people in the world that mattered. Like they were furious with need. like two men deeply in love. I'd seen guys kiss before, gay college students made out on campus all the time. I'd always found it hot, but it had never affected me

the way watching two mature, strong men was. Fuck, I've missed you. The business-looking guy said, groaning deep as he ended the hottest damn kiss I've ever witnessed between two people. And this gorgeous cock. Business guy reached for Aiden's erection and began stroking him off. Something that felt like jealousy passed through me when Aidan moaned,

and his head tipped back in ecstasy. Were his eyes closed? Were they delated with arousal? Was that vein throbbing in his forehead? Everything between my legs was a blazing fire. My pussy all but weeping with thought. of being double-dicked by two men. The entire scenario of double penetration turned me the hell on.

Back on your knees. Aidan's voice was husky and intimidating. Yet business guy did just as he was told and sank back to his knees. Heat sparked in the pit of my belly, while a hot fire burned in my sex. I knew I should walk away. Forget what I'd seen. It was a sick invasion of privacy

That made me look like some kind of voyeuristic freak But I was frozen My body felt like it was superglute in place I couldn't take my eyes off the provocative sight in front of me Every nerve ending in my body lit Jesus I wanted what they had Lust affection desperation Naked and hard for me

Cherishing my body I wanted to feel sweat breaking out all over, muscles flexing in my belly. I wanted to be tasted and teased and taken hard. Aiden fisted Business Guy's hair. Tell me you're mine. Business guy's eyes peered upward. His erection hard and upright. I'm yours, babe.

I was yours the day we met. Then swallow my cock and make me believe you. Business Guy swirled his tongue over Aidan's crown, then swallowed him as I bit my lip at the provocativeness of Aiden thrusting into his lover's throat, while lust and hunger and trust flashed in Business Guy's gaze. Deeper, make me come! Just as before, Business Guy obeyed and took Aitin deeper, the sides of his cheek hollowing a saliva seeped from the corner of his. of his lip. It was so sexual, so dirty and so beautiful, hypnotized by their ravenousness for each other. I eased a hand down the front of my sundress. I slipped it between my thighs that were hot and soot, rubbing over my panties and the swollen knot of nerves underneath. A soft wimper

left my lips when I pushed the white lace aside to sink two fingers into my sex. Christ, that's good. Aiden-fisted business guy's hair, deep-throating in what his lover complied, swallowing every thrust and succumbed to every move. Thighs slick with need, my fingers drove deep, curving to reach the hidden spot that made me see star. wishing, wanting, fantasizing, aching with a fathomless curiosity and longing, varitone voices and throat-filled moans, heavy breathing and relentless thrusting. That's so good. Sweat poured on Eden's back, his muscles twitching as he slammed his erection into business guy's throat

with deep, unforgiving thrusts. Every muscle in my body was alive with hunger and knee. as I watched Aiden's throat-fucked Business Guy while my fingers pushed and curled, and I chewed my bottom lip to keep quiet. Aiden released another guttural moan, and just as I thought he was seconds from releasing his load, a soft sound escaped my throat. Business Guy blinked my direction, pinned me with his stare and I froze, my heart pounding inside my chest. But Business Guy did nothing but place. his hand on Aidan's ass cheeks and urge him deeper, blowing the hell out of him with his gaze glued to mine. I suppressed a groan when Aidan's head fell back in ecstasy. Jesus, I had never seen

something so hot in my life. Was there nothing about this guy that didn't bleed sexuality? His hands were tugging at business guy's hair and the muscles in his back and ass strained as he pulsed, coming and taking me right over the edge with him. I couldn't help myself, couldn't stop my body from reacting as the first jolting spasm had my muscles contracting and pressure building behind my clit. All the while my eyes never left business guys. Oh God!

Seconds from bursting into orgasm, I jerked my hand away with a warm shudder racing through my body. Not only had I had one side, set of eyes locked on mine. Now there were two. One filled with lust, the other with rage. Damn it! Damn it! Dammit! What the fuck! Aidan pulled his wet dick that was long, thick and half-hard from business guy's swollen lips, eyes wild with rage and loathing. He covered himself with a palm while business guy stayed on his knees, luring a hand to reach for his equal. equally impressive erection, with his lips bending into a wolfish smile.

Oh, I like this man. Get the hell out of here! Aidan screeched with that vein throbbing in his forehead. Mortification and appalling dread lifted nausea at my throat while panic rolled inside my chest. I would never be allowed back. Aidan would report me to my dad before I returned home. I'd be fired. never get my independence back.

I was all but fucked. I just came for my credit cards. I didn't know you were. I'd just heard a noise and... God, I'm sorry. Spinning on my hills, I couldn't get out of there fast enough. I speedwalk to the kitchen, grab my purse, and hold my shaky ass to my car without looking back.

Crap! Crap! crap! I was in shitter mile deep. My heart pounding. so hard it felt like it was seconds from ripping through my chest. Chills skated down my back. Butterflies fluttered in my belly and everything was still a hot, slick mess between my thighs. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed, but worse how I'd handled it. Shocked, appalled, scared and a hundred shades of confused. I was turned on out of my ever-loving mind

by the beauty of what I'd just seen, the sensualism, the hunger, the carnal sexuality. But who was I falling? None of that mattered. I was screwed to the very core. This couldn't and wouldn't end well. Aidan was probably on the phone right now, giving Daddy some lame excuse to fire me. And what was worse, I couldn't blame him. What I did was wrong, unethical,

and creep show levels have messed up. Jesus, I put my fingers in myself, got myself off, only feet away from my boss. Only a freak show did something so vulgar. Eyes whirling at the onset of panic, stirring in the deep pit of my belly. I felt a darker as though I hadn't felt in over a year. But I refused to go there. And I wouldn't. I started counting to five, once, twice and a third time.

regulating my breathing and telling myself I was in control. I'd fucked up, royally. Why hadn't I just gotten what I came for and left? Why had I stuck my nose where it didn't belong? Why had I'd lost my damn mind and touched myself? Sweet Jesus, my boss not only had a lover, but a gorgeous male lover that didn't bat an eye when he saw me watching them.

I squeezed my thighs tighter, doing my best to stop the movie stuck on replay in my head. But to no avail, thoughts of bodies joining, thrusting and making love, sent bolts of heat to my core. I could still smell the earthy, masculine scent of cologne and almost feel the heat rickishing off their bodies. I couldn't erase the mental picture of Aden powering into business guy's throat, those fingers curling into his hair,

or his eyes rolling into the back. of his head. I couldn't stop wondering, wishing and wanting. What would he look like when he came? What would he sound like? Would he be gentle afterwards? Would there be aftercare? What would that stud through his penis feel like? Shit, what was I thinking? Aidan was my boss, my dad's contractual worker. Plus, he was gay. He planked men, not women. What was I supposed to do now. My ass with three sheets to the wind, my life was over. But one thing was loud and clear. I was ready to lose my V-card, to know what it felt like to have a man inside me and have an orgasm that didn't include my fingers or toys. I was no cheap slut, but I was also a grown woman

and more than eager to experience adult situations. As soon as I backed out of the parking lot, I pressed call on my steering wheel, but just as quickly decided against it. First, I still didn't know Angela all that well. Not enough to tell her this. Second, she had been down with the flu, so we didn't even have a chance to speak. Plus, how could I admit to anyone what I'd just witnessed? Or how I'd reacted. So, a rather excellent MMF erotic romance.

Go and grab your copy now. Just follow the link in this episode notes. So next week, yes. A little story, I think. A little story. We're going to do something a little different though. We're going to change things up a little as we do. Something to tease your taste butts. So until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, This is Devlin Wilde wishing you salacious dreams.