Sweet Danger

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Authors: Violet Blue

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Table of Contents
 
Introduction
 
For You. I Would.
 
Love games. Erotic risk—and reward. The anxieties of lust impinging the walled garden of domesticity.
Sweet Danger
collects the stories of love’s sex games taken to their limits—but not outside the limits of reason. The ways these very-much-in-love couples play together are not the light and soft games you’d find in a collection that was afraid of the dark: these lovers are so crazy about each other, they take their most intense fantasies into real life and do it with the lights on. And sometimes they do it in public.
Best of all, these stories are realistic, loving, and extremely hard-core all at the same time. I wanted to see the most pornographic taboos a couple could try out together done with the most romantic trappings and the utmost realism. The highlyskilled authors I handpicked for this book delivered.
I wanted our dangerous dance with sexual taboo writ big, in detail, for people as discriminating as myself. Some of the stories will shock you; the love here courts just as much danger as do the sexual scenarios depicted. We’re moths to the flame of sexual taboo. I wanted to go there, and give you something you could use, in as many ways as you want.
Many books attempt to understand our attraction to sexual taboo, but here is one that feeds you ideas for sexual taboos like fingers full of frosting.
Sweet Danger
gives you a front seat to watch those taboos being played out in all their sexual delirium, erotic danger, and sweetly explicit detail. This book can show you how to make your most taboo erotic fantasies come true; its twenty superbly written short stories feature couples who want it so bad they can taste it. And they do, over and over again.
Sexual taboo will never go out of style. While books, talk shows, women’s and men’s magazines, and even pop stars court a veritable A-Z sideshow of sexual taboos that come and go like seasons, our attraction to the sweeter dangers found at the edges of love and lust will always stop us in our tracks.
When you’re in love, why would you take a risk? Perhaps it’s the safety of love, or equally, the heady rush of lust that makes us bold enough to say, “I want to. With you.” In love we become each other’s most prized—and privileged—possession. This is what makes it okay to try scenes that screen like a filmstrip in our heads, that we replay in our most delightfully filthy fantasy moments for our own private peep-show pleasures: the safety of private fantasy, the solitude of sinking into sexual taboo. But the power of two changes all that, ripping open the doors to hold hands and jumping in the fantasy together—even if just by reading these stories aloud to each other.
But there’s something else about our edgy sexual fantasies, the magnetic pull to taboo that engages more than brain and body parts below the belt. Taboo shared by two is a risk of the heart. And when presented with possibility, trust, and lust, it is a sumptuous buffet for the starving, something we simply cannot resist. Like the couples skipping and holding hands and laughing and playing and having soul-touching orgasms at the edge of sexual safety, it’s a sweet danger that completes us, brings us closer to true love.
The question between lovers becomes: how far, and how much would you risk to prove your love? What would you tell me that you can tell no one else, the gift of sexual secrecy that is just for me, the thing you can trust me with the most, that I can be the one with the key to really turn you on and get you off? And your desire: how far will you go to show me that I’m the one you lust the most, so much you would do anything to have me up against the car in a public parking lot, to rip my clothes, just to taste me? How far will your lust go—for
me
?
And if we got caught—would you save me?
When we share sexual taboo, whether it’s sexual danger of the heart or of the body, or just in fantasy and emotion, we have the chance to become—and find—the hero of our hearts.
That’s what pulled me to assemble this collection of stories: smokin’, sweet, edgy taboos filled with hot fantasies for those looking to find new ideas, practical details if you want to try them “at home,” and that smart combo of superb writing and explicit sex you’ve come to expect from the high-quality erotic anthologies that win awards for my talented authors and me. I’ve worked closely with each of these writers, from bestseller to novice, to make every detail realistic, each taboo stunningly wicked yet entirely possible to recreate in real life, and to ensure the sex you’ll read is among the hottest you’ll find in print.
Welcome to
Sweet Danger
. The couples whose deepest, darkest, sweetest, and naughtiest fantasies are played out within these pages are committed to one another without question. They take sex, lust, and fantasy as far as it will go, just to please each other and get off together—and they take their sexual taboos to the very limit. And for some it’s only the beginning. Take Donna George Storey’s “Picture Perfect,” where a shy couple begins making home videos for a wealthy sophisticate, awakening something they never knew existed between them. Next, in “Old Friends” by N.T. Morley, when an old friend comes to visit his girlfriend, the male protagonist hopes to see his sexy wife in a threesome with the beautiful stranger—but what they have in mind goes far beyond what anyone might guess. Name a forbidden fantasy, and you’ll sink into an expert scenario, such as M. Christian’s “Alice,” where a man’s man finds a delicious release and a couple opens a daring new vista when he becomes the girl she’s always wanted to seduce. And there is so much more.
Every fantasy here is familiar, but each has so many layers and smart twists it’s impossible to say you can predict anything the characters will do, or what’s gone on behind the scenes (until the sweet revealings, of course—as in life, every fantasy starts with a confession). Several of the taboos found here take a common fantasy, or typical taboo, and turn it on its head. Fancy a cuckold, but find the thought of cheating distasteful in real life? Stories like Jolie Joss’s “Pearl Necklace” were written just for you. If your furtive imagination flashes intense group sex moments, then marvel at how lovingly constructed a rough-trade gang bang is detailed in Eric Emerson’s “Greedy.”
Some of these sexual fantasies are not for the faint of heart, yet are carefully laid traps that mingle our forbidden fantasies with pure, unfettered lust. In “Dress Me Up” by Erica Dumas, a woman is kept on the erotic edge throughout dinner, then compelled into a situation rife with public sexual humiliation and rough sex with strangers. “Medical Attention” by Skye Black takes a woman’s medical fantasies as far as they can go—then further. And in Thomas S. Roche’s “Cocked and Loaded,” what begins with a day at the shooting range climaxes at home when dominance and submission become the target for a couple who get off with intense edge play.
Each of these stories is remarkable: hot and very explicit sex, loving couples, realistic details, distinctive and unforgettable writing, and over twenty taboos—where no one is hurt, exploited, or in danger, and everyone gets off. The book is remarkable, too, especially when you consider the high caliber talents of famous erotica writers like M. Christian, Thomas S. Roche, Sarah Sands, Donna George Storey, P. S. Haven, Felix D’Angelo, Elizabeth Colvin, Saskia Walker, and many others. It’s a collection I’m proud to have curated, and enjoyed. I hope you enjoy these little tastes of
Sweet Danger
as much as I do.
 
Violet Blue
San Francisco
Picture Perfect
 
DONNA GEORGE STOREY
 
I didn’t mean to shave it all off. At first I was trying for a whimsical heart shape, but I couldn’t seem to get the curves even. Then I sculpted a fur patch like those models in men’s magazines, but it looked too much like Hitler’s mustache. In the end I went all the way—the Greek statue look. It’s harder than you think to get yourself all smooth down there. I stood with one leg propped up on the side of the tub, studying my cunt like exam notes. I’d never looked at myself so carefully down there before. What surprised me was the color—the deep, almost shocking pink of the inner lips. The skin looked so sensitive and dewy, I was scared to get close with that nasty razor, so I left a little fringe. There was no room for mistakes.
I called Brian at work to tell him about my art project.
“Hey, Kira.” I knew someone was in his office by his offhand tone, but I went ahead and told him anyway.
“I just shaved my pussy.”
There was a pause.
“Oh, is that so? Listen, honey, I’m in the middle of a meeting right now. I’ll call you back when I can. Okay?” Only a wife would have picked up the faint tremor in his voice.
Unfortunately, Brian was a model employee—not the type who would stand up in front of the boss and announce, “Sorry, I have to go. My wife just shaved her pussy.” It would probably be hours before he could get home. That left a whole afternoon alone, just me and my bald snatch.
I went over to the full-length mirror. My heart was pounding. I hadn’t felt this naughty since I was a teenager doing “homework” up in my bedroom with my panties around one ankle and a pillow pushed between my legs, ear cocked for the sound of my mother’s footsteps in the hall. Which was silly because I was alone in my own house and all I was doing was looking at myself, my new self: the white triangle of smooth skin, the fold of tender pink flesh now visible between the lips. There was an indentation at the top of the slit, as if someone had pressed a finger into it. I had an overwhelming urge to play with myself. Just an appetizer before I jumped Brian’s bones tonight. I touched a tentative finger to my clit. I was already wet.
The phone rang.
“I’m taking the afternoon off,” Brian told me. His voice was husky. “I’ll be home in twenty minutes. Don’t you dare touch that shaved pussy of yours until I get there.”
When I hung up, I had to laugh. My husband knew me well. Very well.

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