House of Roosters: Melissa's Story

Warning: This book contains explicit descriptions of a variety of sexual activities.

Welcome to the House of Roosters.

You’re entering a unique club created by women for women for the sole purpose of providing a safe place to explore sexual fantasies and meet sexual needs.

Here you’ll meet the men, the Roosters, who are recruited to facilitate these explorations and meet these needs. But women run the show. If a man can’t make the ladies happy, well, his goose is cooked.

You’ll meet a multitude of women, the Happy Ladies, with a variety of needs and desires. Maybe one of them is like you. Maybe you would like to be one.

You guys, surely, will want to be a rooster.

In Book One of the series, Melissa’s Story, we learn about the trials and tribulations involved in founding the club. From a small circle of nineteen women and three roosters in a suburban house the club expands, within the short period of a year, till it requires the space of an old factory building.

Approximately 63,000 words

EXCERPTS:

Melissa with Shawn:
“Hold your cock up straight,” I said.
I lowered my pussy over the tip. Looking down between us I got a view from one angle. Then, twisting to look over my shoulder, I got another captured by the mirror. At the intersection of my legs, below the round globes of my ass, he stood like a rocket about to blast off into my inner universe.
“Damn that’s hot,” he said.
“Yeah,” I said. “We have ignition.”
“What?” He said.
“Never mind,” I said, and punched that rocket deep into my innards. “Fuck.”
I was now seriously committed to the space program. It was time for multiple launches. I lost interest in watching us in the mirror and focused on the inner space of sensation. I was bouncing my butt, moving it around, trying to find the angle with the most sensational payback. Shawn was helping with upward thrusts each time I came down and the impacts were sending delicious vibrations through my clit. Each forceful collision of our bodies made me want more of the same. I bounced faster and faster and Shawn met me every time.