Professionals. Doing unprofessional things ^^ Warning: Rated M for Mature ^^ It contains scenes with adult language, funny violence, horrible sex, disgusting humor, and crackamolees which may not be suitable for younger audiences. Do not proceed if below 18 years of age.

"Good morning ladies. I'm Mr. Brown. Welcome...to Sex Ed." This sentence began everything. And it was nothing like what any of us had expected.

© Copyright 2013 All Rights Reserved. A collection of Interracial One Shots (10). The art of seduction with the opposite race. Any and every nationality your brain could possible think of. All one shots are final and will not be reproduce into a full book/story. Humph, that's all. Enter If You Dare ;) In order to read, you must fan and be 18 years old or older.

Saucy Shorites are short stories of confessions, lust and love.

(Cover by: lverlaine) (Warning: Sexual Content) Samara Lane has lusted after her neighbor since the day he moved in directly next door. He's quiet, gorgeous, and dangerously close to worming his way into her heart with just the few smiles he'd given her. And he seems to be the only one that isn't aware of the incident that ended with her father's death two years ago. After just one date with Colton Frost, though, Samara becomes suddenly aware that he may just be more man than she could ever hope to handle. But when secrets are revealed and the lies surrounding her start to unravel, Samara could lose not only her heart but her life, as well.

(18 & up) 12 short stories by @KanyeInterruptedMe and @MissusDiscoStick to get you into the festive season. Sit back, relax and fantasize...

“More! More!” I beg. My body craves this like a drug addict in withdrawal. I try to raise my bare hips to meet him, but the ropes dig into my flesh, rubbing and tearing the skin. “I don’t think you can handle more,” Thomas says. I whimper. “Please, Sir. Please give me more.” “That’s it, baby, beg for me,” he answers in a low voice, his fingers teasing my entrance and making me even wetter. “Please, Sir! Please give it to me!” “How much do you need it?” he draws this out. He slips one finger into me and I moan. He slowly moves it and I try to make him go faster, thrusting my hips to meet his hand. His other arm pins me down, restraining my movements. “How much do you need it?” he repeats, sliding a second finger in. “VERY!” I cry out. A third finger enters and he starts to move them faster. “Tell me how you want me to give it,” he growls. “GIVE IT TO ME ROUGH!” I holler.

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...