Livin is Easy with this 99p book over Easter

Hi My Lovely Readers and Listeners

And here is the good news OVER THE EASTER BANK HOLIDAY I've reduce the price on Kindle to 99p to give you something to read and enjoy over the holiday. STARTING THURSDAY 29th MARCH

So a treat for you. The first erotic story I wrote over a year now. Since then I've re-written parts and added a whole section. I hope you enjoy reading and listening as much as I did writing and narrating. 
   It's short and sweet, less than an hour. And you can listen discreetly on your mobile device whist travelling to work. It'll wake you up and stimulate your feelings. I've already had some good feedback. When I published the short original version these were some of the comments.

 I.V.Wow...Ya wouldn't believe it if I told ya...giggles...Very erotic and saucy hot...smile

CB - Ah, great ending and scorching sex throughout!

TR - Oh I think you got your moneys worth. well done, neat story

W315 - awesome story I think I might pick up hitch hikers again


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Here is an excerpt. The action gets really hot and steamy. You will love it.

   My name is Jim and I’m 47 years old. Divorced. No kids. Great Job. Money in the bank and in my back pocket. Don’t know if I’m good looking. I certainly look after myself and date plenty of girls: they seem to think I’m ok. I don’t think it’s just the money. Today I’m off the coast. Seen a nice little cruiser that I might buy. Always liked the sea and a small cabin cruiser that I could live on overnight and weekends would be great. Across to France too? I needed something big enough to take my motor-bike too.

   I’d come off the main road. I was having fun on this relatively quiet straight road away from urbanisation. Then this girl had just pushed her case out in the middle of the road and here we were.

   My thoughts turned to the girl. Good looker. Legs that seemed to go on forever. First thing I noticed as I got out of the car. Probably the last thing I saw as I braked. Slim shapely tanned legs. Her omg so short denim shorts were traditionally ripped and held up with a brown leather belt matching her open toes sandals. They looked expensive in direct contrast to her brown ancient, well-worn and tatty suitcase. It looked incongruous against her general appearance. She was fit.

and more

   “Quick. Rub my clitoris . . . hard” her voice was a rasp and her breath quick and shallow. She was so wet. She wriggled and her shorts were down past her ass. I could feel soft silky panties, a mere scrap of material, and they were wet. So wet, it was like they’d just been washed. Rubbing my itchy fingers over the material I could feel her mound and the lips protruding. Itchy fingers because they were desperate to touch. Yes she was ready and waiting. Slipping my fingers inside the soft silk I felt the smoothest skin imaginable, bringing back memories of college days and 18 year old pussies.

   She was breathing real heavy now as I rubbed her lips and pushed a finger inside. She was nuzzled up to my neck and right then gave my ear a bite. Her hand was rubbing my hard erection slowly up and down. Nice. Then she pulled away and dived her head down encasing my cock with those lips, pushing down as I entered her mouth, not stopping as her tongue rubbed against me, down, down so deep she almost took my balls.

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I'm having a couple of days on a beach in the sun. can't wait. Might be some eye candy

Good Listening and reading

Jim Masters

Hi Readers

This Sunday only, 25th March, you can pick up Artist Alfie Trains his Young Model for FREE. Normally £2.99.  

Alfie is an artist and is approached by Jenny who wants a portrait painted for her mother. When Alfie tells her his usual fee she realises she just can't afford it. Eventually she agrees to do some photographic modelling for Alfie and one thing leads to another. This short story will waken your inner sexuality. It is hot and steamy. 

Here is an excerpt to whet your appetite.

As Jenny looked at the new shots Alfie stood behind her and as he leant over to move each shot on his wrist and arm touched her, and he manipulated it so he brushed against her tits. She didn’t do or say anything. Alfie pulled his arm back and soon his fingers were now against her and as his fingers crept forward they cupped and took a silky soft firm breast. He could hear Jenny take a loud breath but she didn’t complain.

Alfie leaned forward so his lips were against her ear. “You like this? You look like a goddess in those photos. You should be so proud of your body. The best model I’ve ever had in the studio.” He whispered, bringing his other hand around her to fondle the other breast.

“Am I doing OK?” she asked. “No man has ever seen me like this before”

“How old are you Jenny”

“I’m nineteen in a month Mr Alfie”

“And no-one has seen you like this? What about your boyfriend?”

She shook her head. “I haven’t got a boyfriend. I don’t know why but it’s never happened. Some guys I really fancy but nothing happens. I was beginning to thing I was ugly or there is something wrong with me”

Alfie nuzzled his lips into her neck and kissed her lightly. He ran his finger down over her flat belly, lower . . . . . read on. Order this whilst it is free. 

Just available for FREE on 25th March so make a note. Pick it up and enjoy. Click on the image below

And watch out for my other books. My library of works is increasing monthly. All are less than an hour to read and packed to the brim with erotic content that will raise your blood pressure. Also available as paperbacks and audiobooks

   

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Jim Masters

New Erotic Audiobook by Jim Masters

Hi Listeners

After an experience with a webcam model I was unable to keep this locked away in my mind. I had to share it and here it is. The story starts thus:

   I gunned the car down the road. It was busy, rush hour but I needed to be home. She was waiting for me, lying out on her bed in my favourite lingerie. Skimpy black lacy low-cut front fastening bra and matching French knickers, with room for my fingers to crawl up her thigh and straight to her smooth, hairless mound, her pussy lips still withdrawn to show a pencil slit, awaiting the adventure she wanted every night.

   The rain fell down in sheets. Difficult to even see the car in front sometimes as the wind swept across and sheets of water fell, whilst water was thrown up from the road. Ahead the lights were green but with about a dozen cars in front would they stay green or flash over to red? Impatiently I tail-gated the car in front. He glanced in the mirror and pulled away to leave a distance between us, I put my foot down too. It was only seconds but felt much longer as we approached then RED. Slammed on my brakes, realising just how close I’d been and we stopped, me and the two cars in front. I sat there drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, foot down slightly on the accelerator, full down on clutch. I was thinking of her and totally oblivious to everything else except the red light.

   Bang! I jumped l as the angry face peered in my window. Automatically I put the door-lock on and looked out. It was a youngish guy; well I’m 56, so anyone below 30 is a kid. He gestured to wind down the window, but I wasn’t raking a chance. I slipped it a slit so he couldn’t even get his in fingers in. “Don’t tailgate me, you bastard!” he yelled and I wondered what he was going to do next. I did think how stupid I had been in my anxiety to reach home, but I’d stopped safely.

   Then the lights changed, horns blared, torrents fell and he stalked off. And we were moving again. Not too far now, about 15 minutes if I was lucky, and I’d not been yet. The traffic ahead was slowing down again: couldn’t see what the hold-up was. Traffic wasn’t coming towards us either. Accident? Oh no. Not tonight. She’s waiting. She’ll be worried. Lying there on the bed, waiting, wondering. And I couldn’t phone her, no way  . . . 

It's around ninety minutes of unadulterated erotica about a guy who pays to bring a Camgirl to London, whom he has been talking to for several months. He doesn't really know what to expect but is overwhelmingly surprised by the events as they unravel.

Listening to erotica in private is the most sensual way to enjoy it. Whether traveling to or from work, in a break or best at home in bed, lights out and just you and me together. I've been told that its hot and steamy.

Don't take my word for that. Order your copy today and listen tonight.

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Jim Masters