Title: European Experience
Author: Simone Freier
Genre: Erotic Romance
Beyond 50 Shades … Way Beyond!
EUROPEAN EXPERIENCE is an intimate exploration of kinks and fetishes by an unlikely couple, with thoughtful and philosophical discussion by the characters, and graphic descriptions of their erotic adventures.
Sam takes Kelly on her first trip to Europe, sharing some special places that are not on the typical tourist route. Sam’s Dutch friend surprises them with a ‘coming out’ party, and Kelly is introduced to a world of sexuality that she had not imagined. The trip is a whirlwind of touring, clubs and cultural experiences that expose Kelly to new perspectives, and a session with a dominatrix brings more surprises. Sam and Kelly reach a new level of shared experiences and love for each other.
The Experiences series is an epic love story of erotic relationships and sexual desires. Written in a ‘literary realism’ style, the series introduces Sam in the prequel, and the blossoming of his intimate relationship with Kelly as the series progresses. Fantasies and real-world adventures coalesce to mold a unique bond between unlikely lovers. Where needs are mutually satisfied in an open, creative and trusting environment. Where physical and mental boundaries are pushed. Where the concepts of love and sex are never confused, but sometimes confusing. Where openness is required and intimacy is expected. And where fair-is-fair, regarding the punishment of transgressions.
Contemporary erotic romance: Suitable for mature readers, aged 18+ years.
Experiences: Book 5 is 132,000 words, 19 chapters, 450 (approx) print pages
This work contains mature content, including graphic sexual descriptions and scenes, and is provided for adults only. The Experiences series contains scenes of psychological and physical submission, discipline, and medical fetish. The characters explore various fetishes, which evolve throughout the series. ALL CHARACTERS IN THE BOOK ARE 21 YEARS OLD OR OLDER, and all activities are consensual.
An adventuress and traveler, Simone is a sensual being who loves to read stories that excite her. She takes exception to authors who promote their works as ‘dirty’, ‘filthy’, or ‘smutty’: She believes that sex is wonderful in all of its incarnations, and doesn’t shy away from graphic descriptions of realistic sexual experiences, no matter how messy. Her writing is mainly in the ‘literary realism’ style – i.e., it is wild (even outrageous) … but could really happen to you! She values openness in relationships, and demonstrates this through her characters.
Prior to becoming an author, Simone was a nurse. One of her pet peeves is reading erotica that gets simple anatomy wrong! She is continually bewildered by women who haven’t explored their own bodies. Another pet peeve is the mostly hung-up Victorian society prevalent in the U.S. and U.K., and she tries to do her part to change that by introducing people to new sexual and sensual experiences through her erotic writing. The activities in Simone’s books are quite realistic, as she has participated in most of these in ‘real life’, as surreal as it may seem.
Simone is currently completing the Experiences series, which will run an estimated 1,000,000 words! That is why she refers to it as an ‘epic’ romance, although each volume is intended to stand on its own, with a ‘happy for now’ ending. Experiences combines literary style and philosophical discussion by the characters with graphic portrayal of sex in all of its kinks and fetishes. You may not like all of the things Simone’s characters do … but neither do they. Their exploration of new experiences will hopefully motivate some readers to explore their own sexuality to a greater extent.
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I straddled Sam’s left leg, and leaned forward, taking his head in my hands, and giving him a good morning kiss. We hugged, and I felt a stirring, amplified by the pressure of Sam’s leg against me. I began moving, as I kissed Sam again, and put my head on his shoulder. His arms around my back, I opened the top of his robe, and pressed up against him, my breasts against his chest. For some reason, this position – at this moment – was an incredible turn on. I humped Sam’s leg, and rocked against him, as he held me tight. As I reached a heightened state of sensitivity, I lifted my head and looked at Sam; I knew he would want to make love to me, and it may be selfish, but I really wanted to get off here, and now. Sam smiled and nodded, innately understanding my desire, and I put my head back on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
My legs squeezed around Sam’s thigh as I rocked forward, then down, my hips moving in a circular motion as I relaxed all of my weight onto him. His hands dropped, and squeezed my bum, nicely, massaging in synch with my increasingly rapid motions. Letting my own hands drop to Sam’s bottom, I grabbed, squeezed, and pulled him up to me, willing his help as I sought my release. Sam responded to my mental request, his leg tensing and relaxing, and then coming up against my sex, repeatedly, pounding, as I dropped onto him with furious desire. I pulled Sam to me, as I tensed every muscle in my body in one last spasm of agony, and found my glorious release. Then, I came a second time. I held Sam’s head and kissed him, and came a third time, as Sam slowed the motion of his leg, and I finally collapsed against him, breathing heavily, fully spent.
Sam gave me a few moments to calm, our cheeks together, and then asked, “Was that as good as it looked?” He chuckled, and I pinched his bottom, then slid off his leg.
“Thank you, Sam. It was great.” I bent down and gave him a peck on the lips. As I pulled open the sliding door, I turned to Sam, and added, “And I won’t make you go all day, seeing those beautiful nude women, without having an orgasm. So I’ll satisfy you any way you want. Sir.” Sam understood that I wasn’t asking for a spanking, but that I would submit to him … yes, even if he wanted to spank me. My body was high on the endorphin rush from my orgasms, and I didn’t care what Sam requested.
Sam loudly commanded, “Then get back here, young lady! Where do you think you’re going?” Uh oh; maybe Sam thought I had asked for some discipline?
As I slowly walked to him, I answered, “I was going to get into bed, and wait for you.”
Sam stood, and turned the chair around. “Front of chair position, young lady!”
I stepped in front of the chair, put my feet on either side of the legs, and bent over at the waist, holding the thin arms of the chair, dropping my head, and trying to relax my butt. I was still tingling, and Sam’s hand on my left buttock sent an electric jolt through me. I awaited my fate, whatever my lover had decided; I had given him full power over me. I looked up briefly, out into the forest, and then dropped my head again, and closed my eyes. “I’m ready, Sir.”
A few tense moments passed, and Sam’s hand left me; then I felt his front against me. He lifted his dick – it was already hard – onto the top of my butt crack, and moved back and forth, rubbing himself against me. It didn’t take long before Sam was re-positioning himself, and I reached under, taking him in my hand, and inserting his length into me. I held his balls in my right hand, as I held myself up with my left. Sam held my hips, and I probably would have fallen into the chair, had he let go. No words were spoken: Sam pounded into me, as I continued to hold his balls firmly. I knew Sam was ready when he suddenly slowed down, taking long strokes, plunging deeply into me. Then, his body tensed, and he shot his load into me, our bodies conjoined and motionless for an instant, before Sam began thrusting quickly, almost vibratory, as his orgasm subsided.
Sam’s body relaxed, and he bent forward, his chest on my back. He reached around and held my breasts, gently kneading them, and I had to support myself with both hands on the arms of the chair. I expected him to come out of me at any time, but felt a throb, and then Sam started moving again, slowly, pushing himself into my depths. I couldn’t believe it: Was he going to try for a second orgasm, so soon after the last one? Then, I felt Sam’s body heave on top of me, and realized he was laughing. His shrunken manhood slid out of me, as expected, and he pulled me up, turned me around, and kissed me. Then, he pushed me toward the sliding door, gave me a good slap on the bottom, and said, “Get the shower going. Young lady.”