short stories – Siren's Garter Erotica

Humpday Story: Charging Her by the Hour

Charging-Her-by-the-Hour-Generic Three hours, seven minutes, forty-seven seconds. Favor for a favor.

Allan came prepared to give Bethany what she needs. He’d do anything for her, his best friend, two steps short of being his girlfriend. But now, sitting in her living room, her breasts practically falling out of her tank top, the moment of truth arrives.

Anything. But for writing Bethany’s college term paper, Allan won’t work for free. He knows exactly how much time he put into the paper, and how much time she owes him.

Three hours, seven minutes, forty-seven seconds. Continue reading “Humpday Story: Charging Her by the Hour”

Humpday Story: A Speedster in High Heels

A-Speedster-in-High-Heels-Generic Summer classes done and her panties tucked safely away in her purse, Dr. Jennifer Rice seeks adventure. Something to loosen her up. Shake her to the core.

All she needs—her red convertible, the tightest blue dress she owns, and a sexy pair of heels. A cute cop to pull her over for speeding helps too.

But on the open road, adventure takes some twists and turns Jennifer never anticipated.

If you enjoy hot MFM threesomes featuring police officers, be sure to read A Speedster in High Heels. Continue reading “Humpday Story: A Speedster in High Heels”

Humpday Story: So Much for Warrior Women

One night. That’s all Susan asked for. And thankfully, she got it on Tuesday night. One night of ordering Chinese and binge watching Xena. With her favorite blanket, a quiet apartment without a stupid ex-girlfriend, and a bottle of whiskey for later, Susan can’t ask for more.

But the General Tso arrives late. And the goth delivery girl invites herself in for some Xena episodes.

Definitely not the Tuesday night Susan planned. She sees only one way to kick the delivery girl out. Though maybe not for good.

If you enjoy quirky lesbian erotica, be sure to read So Much for Warrior Women. Continue reading “Humpday Story: So Much for Warrior Women”

Humpday Story: The Birthday Sandwich

Amy prefers her birthday to be simple. Pot of coffee, the newspaper, and a quiet morning alone in her birthday suit. She’s content to wait for the hubby to return from work before celebrating. But things don’t go her way when the doorbell rings, and she opens the door to find a policeman on her porch.

Officer Tim McNaughty isn’t what he appears, although in another career he’d make a swell Elvis impersonator.

If you’re in the mood for humorous menage MFM erotica, be sure to read The Birthday Sandwich. Continue reading “Humpday Story: The Birthday Sandwich”

Humpday Story: The Sexy Umbrella of Doom

Rain marks the beginning of Charley Vaughn’s vacation. The kind of rain fit for an epic nap interrupted by coffee breaks. But no matter, Miami offers Charley endless fascination.

Magical fascination, as it turns out.

Talking dogs, alligators singing opera, and street magicians. And one sexy umbrella that purrs like like a kitten when opened.

One look upwards into the transparent blue plastic, and Charley finds herself walking on the clouds with a strange and alluring man. Soon enough, they do a lot more than just walking.

If you enjoy quirky and humorous erotic fantasy, be sure to read The Sexy Umbrella of Doom. Continue reading “Humpday Story: The Sexy Umbrella of Doom”

Humpday Story: Shadow of a Doubt

Shadow-of-a-Doubt-Generic Not everyone rekindles a romance with their high school sweetheart. For Nate O’Brian, his young hearted belonged to his high school art teacher, Darla Johnson. But being with her never was an option.

Nate still remembers her sweet smile, and the tight mini-skirts with black pantyhose she used to wear.

Fast forward seventeen years… New cats, new job, new house to call his own. Nate couldn’t ask for anything more in life, except for love.

Until he sees a familiar woman mowing the yard next door to his. Continue reading “Humpday Story: Shadow of a Doubt”

Humpday Story: After Hours on the Full Moon

All sorts of men drink at the Squatter’s Dive bar, and Cheryl gets to meet all of them. Being a bartender has that perk, and having a little bit of cleavage helps with the tips.

But the cutest guys are never single, and the one at the end of the bar seems to be no exception. He’s well dressed, handsome, and waiting for a date.

Pete isn’t entirely sure his date will show up. But would he go for a bartender with exotic tattoos on both arms?

If you enjoy smart and sexy erotica, be sure to read After Hours on the Full Moon.
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Humpday Story: Five Years Without Dessert

Five-Years-Without-Dessert-Generic Late evening. Quiet restaurant. The best cherry pie in town.

Caleb places his hand on top of Michelle’s. If only he planned this perfect date. Perfection meaning, only coffee and dessert. Maybe more later…

Sometimes, perfection happens when not planned.

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Sunday Quickie: Dessert First

The first time I invited over Tegan, a woman I’d been going steady with for a month, I messed up royally. Like, real bad, how did I earn a second date with this chick to begin, how much worse can it get?

I made coffee and that turned out well enough, if you like it dark and bitter enough to burn some brain cells. But I set the six egg omelet on fire. The hash browns were toasted into a thin crunchy layer of blackened flakes. I hadn’t realized what I forgot at the grocery until I found out I was out of bacon.

She was the kind of girl who might’ve starred in one of my many lesbian pornos—tall, curly blond hair, tanned legs with lean muscles. Never thought a girl like me could get close to a girl like her. Continue reading “Sunday Quickie: Dessert First”

Humpday Story: Dawn at the Sunset Corral

Dawn-at-the-Sunset-Corral-Generic Dawn Copperpot comes out to the creek by the Sunset Corral for only one reason. Well, two—to be by herself, and to masturbate.

After a long morning of mucking out stables, Dawn needs the me-time. Armed with a shotgun, a couple of sex toys, and her imagination; she waits for the sunrise to have the perfect orgasm. But her imagination leads her to the memory of Nate Ramsey, the one who got away.

Until a nearby twig snaps.

If you enjoy sweet, contemporary Western-inspired erotica, be sure to read Dawn at the Sunset Corral. Continue reading “Humpday Story: Dawn at the Sunset Corral”