Kit's Adventures
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Chapter 28: The Next Adventure Starts
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 28: The Next Adventure Starts - The members of the Girls’ Wednesday Luncheon Group change multiple marriages, becoming the basis for many sex parties, create a sexually-based business, and then do award-winning adult videos. The main protagonist is Kit, a hot, young female, married to Dax, and willing to try just about anything that’s adventurous. This erotic novel is presented here weekly over the next half-year.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Violence
The AVN Awards banquet came and went. While the name Kit Foxxx was mentioned and held in high esteem several times, I didn’t win a trophy, nor did Crystal Blue Photography.
I was not alone in having been nominated but not being chosen. Alexa Perth won the best actress of the year award, the most prestigious given to a porn star. I felt glad that Dax had been able to tap that pussy the night before.
At the booth that day, the guy I met the evening before, Kevin Harwell, came and talked to Crystal about spending time in Sarasota to do a couple of videos with me. I promised to put him up at the house, and we penciled in a date in mid-March for some filming.
Kevin hung around for a bit and we chatted about a hundred different things. He was definitely a nice guy, and I was glad that he was both a fan and an actor in adult videos.
Even though we didn’t win anything, the awards were motivating. We all put more effort into our film making. Dax liked coming home and hearing about how I’d been fucked a day or two each week. He explained that he had ‘slight’ cuckold tendencies. He didn’t want the humiliation but he’d always loved knowing that his wife was screwing other men.
Several times, when Dax was working and staying overnight in another part of the state, I’d even go out on a date if I worked that day. What was unusual about those dates, was that we’d part ways after dinner. The men I’d choose for those dates were the guys I’d been fucking in front of the camera all day long. We’d had our sex, and were doing the dinner and conversation afterwards. We even called them ‘reverse dates’.
I made sure that Dax got plenty of opportunity to be with members of the opposite sex other than me. I loved him, and I wanted him to have the same sense of variety that I was feeling. Crystal even used some other men and women that were not part of our larger group of friends, and he got to some of the new women, too.
One thing that contributed to our variety were Ross’ Saturday parties. I think each time I went there was at least one or two new faces there – men and women. As our circle of friends grew, so too did the variety of our sexual encounters. Some of the new people were only there once, but that was enough to get a sample now and then.
More than a few times, in coming home from the Saturday party, we’d bring with us another couple so we could play later in the night and the next day. Of course, Lois, Margo, and Jane might also bring a new friend home for further fucking and romance. Even Glen, when he was visiting, had been known to bring a new honey back to the house for a sexy overnight.
Hillary and Zach were frequent visitors and they loved the bi-weekly parties. Jane never knew her parents were so sexually inclined, but did establish new conversational turf with them – especially her mother. Dax occasionally had Jane’s mother, Hillary, in bed with him after a party, too. When that happened, I’d often be with Zach.
I had developed a reputation with my publishing house as their best editor, I was told. I had a knack of working with prima donna, well-known authors and successfully turning the shit that they wrote into another well-written best seller. I even got some bonuses for my efforts.
I’d kept working doing the editing for the publisher up in New York. I liked that I could set my own hours and the amount of time I worked for them. I was into what had turned out to be not-only a boring novel, but also a poorly written one.
Thus, one Wednesday morning, I was partway into the new book and having real problems with her grammar in almost every paragraph. She’d also forgotten to use quote marks for dialogue. I planned lunch with the rest of the women in our lunch group at a place called The Rosemary.
Dax was working up near Tallahassee and had stayed overnight – again! I grumbled about him being away so much. Lois was off with Glen and staying over at the Westin; I think they were playing golf. Jane was doing her physical therapy stuff at the hospital, and Margo was at her paralegal job.
I got myself another cup of coffee and decided to add some apple juice to it for flavor, and called up the book on my laptop screen. I had to read each paragraph three or four times to be sure that I wasn’t overlooking anything.
The more I read the novel, the worse I felt. I figured I was coming down with something. I just wasn’t feeling myself. I’d been reading with a t-shirt on, but my nipples had gotten irritated so I had eventually gone topless. Even at that, my breasts still felt tender and I was getting a little woozy. I logged out and went to lie down.