Bedtime Erotica for Men is a collection of seven explicit short stories that
leave nothing to the imagination. From the first story to the last Lexy Harper will keep you mesmerized. To achieve the Perfect
Score Mason, the office stud has to sleep with Hailey, an overweight woman he wouldn’t usually give the time of day.
Twins Daffodil and Sunflower share everything, including men. Graham, the Naughty Professor, gives in to temptation and samples
a few of his students. Tariq is in love with both his girlfriend Angel and his best friend Raymond, he doesn’t know
if he is gay, bi-sexual or merely confused. Shawn has earned his nickname ‘The Dog’, there are very few women
he considers off-limits, even his youthful great-aunt. Plagued by erotic equine dreams which make her horny, virginal Abigail
allows Frank, the farmhand, to sate her rampaging desires. Sugar is every man’s nightmare, a woman who will give you
one memorable taste of her sweetness and then move on. Lexy had to think 'like a man' to write these
seven stories which make up the third book of her Bedtime Erotica series. They are written with men in mind but women will
find them equally satisfying.
The seven stories.......
Her broad bottom threatened to burst the seams of her Burberry skirt as she bent over her desk to check the faulty
connection at the back of her computer. He should be a gentleman and do it for her. He
really should. But as soon as she’d bent over, Mason’s cock had become as hard as a rock, he
couldn’t move away from his desk if a fire suddenly broke out in the building.
pussy must be so tight!
Hailey Ambrose was one of the ugliest young women he had ever seen. Okay,
she wasn’t ugly but she was a big girl and the fact that she didn’t go to a gym or do any form of exercise didn’t
help. Neither did her weakness for Bahlsen Choco Leibniz Dark Chocolate biscuits. She
was close to two hundred pounds and at 5’10” that made her well over the recommended BMI. Women
had to look after themselves—she wasn’t even twenty-five years old and she had already let herself go—he
would hate to see her when she hit forty. He shuddered at the thought.
But she stood between
Mason and his 100% record….
Daffodil and Sunflower Gardner were so alike their parents had
trouble telling them apart. It was highly likely that the twins had been mixed up as babies, that Sunflower
could in fact be Daffodil and vice versa. Even scientists conducting twin studies of them and hundreds
of identical siblings were staggered by their physical exactness. They shared the same taste in everything,
including men. This caused the first fights they had ever had when they became teenagers but finally they
came to an agreeable solution—sharing. Whoever met the guy first went on the first date, the other
twin went on the second and so on….
Graham Greene rushed out of his office, along the empty corridor and through the heavy entrance doors of the sixth
form college where he taught Physics, to his parked Jaguar, designer briefcase in hand, his thoughts miles away—three
and a quarter miles away, precisely. The distance between the college and Madame LaBelle’s Exclusive
Men’s Club or Belle’s Whorehouse as less sophisticated people referred to it. He was
such a regular visitor there that he could do the journey blindfolded, using his cock like a homing pigeon to guide him straight
to the abundance of young pussy—the house speciality.
Belle’s girls were all under the age of
twenty-five. As soon as they hit that magic age Belle retired them with a handsome payout.
On retirement, a number of them married previous clients and became domestic goddesses; three had become doctors; seven
now practised law; two had pooled their retirement lump sums and had created Wicked Secrets, an aptly named lingerie
range. But Belle was proudest of her former girl who had gone on to direct and produce several
bestselling porn flicks—three of which had cleaned up at the last Porn Oscars….
I would have never doubted my sexual orientation if I hadn’t fallen in love my first day at kindergarten.
I remember clinging tearfully to my mother’s hand, begging her not to leave me when a boy exactly the same height
as I was came up and held my hand. He smiled at me and I let go of her and followed him meekly to the low
table where he had been sitting playing with some building blocks.
“Honey, do you want me to stay
for a while?” my mother had asked anxiously.
“I’m okay, Mom.”
she’d stared at me in shock after I’d delivered this seemingly simple statement—I had started crying the
previous evening at the thought of being left alone at kindergarten with complete strangers and had only stopped in the car
on our way over when she’d promised to stay with me until I was comfortable and to breast-feed me when we got
SHAWN ‘THE DOG’ MITCHELL
Stuck in the holiday traffic on the way to his great-aunt May’s house, Shawn cursed himself for being a mummy’s
boy. His mother had called him three days ago from Martinique, concerned about her aunt who was spending
the first Christmas on her own since the death of her husband. Neither of his sisters was available: the
older one was heavily pregnant with her fourth child, and his parents had taken the younger on holiday
with them. So, reluctantly he had agreed to drive down late Christmas Eve and spend Christmas Day and part
of Boxing Day with his great-aunt. He had thought his new girlfriend Loretta would come along to keep him
company. Instead, she had quickly logged on to the Internet and found a last-minute flight to Florida to
spend the holidays over there with her best friend. Worst of all was the fact that she had finally uncrossed
her legs last Friday after two months of roses, expensive dinners and endless begging. He had been ‘hitting’
her pussy with a vengeance every night since and had planned to ‘bend’ it up during his two week Christmas vacation….
black stallion sniffed the smaller mare’s hindquarters, tossed his head arrogantly and snorted. She
neighed encouragingly as he mounted her, his enormous penis jerking up and finding its mark with surprising accuracy.
Her whinnying cries spurred him on as he proceeded to shove...
sat up in bed crossly—something had awakened her in the middle of her favourite dream. She rubbed
her eyes and slowly opened them as she listened to the sounds coming from her aunt’s room. Odd noises
interspersed with canine pants. She looked at her clock radio. It was five-twenty in
the morning. Was that her aunt making odd noises? And why did Rover sound like he was
out of breath? Or maybe it was Rover making all the noises. Maybe he needed to go out
and her aunt was asleep.
She got out of bed and padded to her aunt’s door. She tried the handle
but the door was locked.
“What do you want?” her aunt demanded, her voice sounding strange….
Hey, boys! Are those erections? I guess you are happy to see me.
I’m pleased to see you too but let me warn you—I’ll fuck you only once before I move on.
says I give women a bad name. I don’t know why. I’m a serial fucker not
a serial killer! Personally, I think she’s jealous. Bitches never like me but
I don’t care because I don’t like them either. I’m not fucking no woman so if
you are looking for some lesbian action you won’t find it here—close the book you’re done reading.
where are my manners? Let me introduce myself before we go any further. My name is Sugar.
I was born in Guyana, in a county called Demerara so I am the real article—Demerara Sugar—not some tasteless
sweetener or sugar substitute. I’m so sweet I rot teeth!....
Mason’s impressive record of sexual conquests at the office is almost flawless, but
he has to sleep with overweight Hailey to achieve the perfect score. Identical twins Sunflower and Daffodil
are inseparable, they share everything, including men. Graham gives into temptation and samples a few of his barely-legal
students. Tariq is attracted to both his girlfriend Angel and his best friend Raymond, he doesn’t
know if he is gay, bi-sexual or merely confused. Shawn has earned his nickname ‘The Dog’, there
are very few women he considers off-limits, even his youthful great-aunt. Plagued by erotic equine dreams
which make her horny, virginal Abigail allows Frank, the farmhand, to sate her rampaging desires. Sugar
is every man’s nightmare, a woman who will give you one memorable taste of her sweetness and then move on.
Harper has tapped into her ‘inner man’ for these seven stories which make up the third book of her Bedtime Erotica
series. They are written with men in mind but women will find them equally satisfying.