Cheerleaders
in Heat
by
Muffy Wilson @SexyMuffyWilson
and
Chrissy Laurence @LaurenceChrissy
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Blurb
Miami
Rattlers Cheerleader Cherie Redd is exquisitely beautiful, athletic,
and very, very lonely. Romance: a puzzling phenomenon she figured had
something to do with guys' fear of rejection or lack of
self-confidence because they just didn't have what it takes to win
someone like Cherie.
Titillatingly
sexy and breathtakingly beautiful, Cherie and her other cheerleading
friends often spent their lonely Saturday nights lamenting their
beauty and available just for the asking. The prettiest single women
around: lonely, loveless and forlorn.
Frustrated
by too many quiet nights at home or with other cheerleaders, Cherie
was oh-so-eager for romance and a man to seduce her lavishly. She
wanted to feel what a real orgasm in the arms of an adoring man was
like once again. So, she tucked her vibrator away and took to the
Internet. Cherie had no clue how rapidly the seduction would begin or
where her life would careen as a result. Painfully naive and
overwhelmed by admirers before her spinning head cleared, Cherie was
learning things her momma never even knew enough to warn her about.
Follow
Cherie and her friends as their sexual scoreboards light up brighter
than in any stadium as their downward spiral introduces them to hot
ménage sex, perversion and degradation.
Or
does it?
Review
Snippet
This
book was hard to put down. The pace was a roller-coaster ride of
surprising twists and turns—some funny, some not, all thought
provoking—all totally absorbing.
However,
the underlying story is one of love: wanting it, losing it, looking
for it, finding it, and underestimating the power of love.
Outstanding,
entertaining read! Wilson and Laurence nailed this one!
You
will not see the end coming…..
~
PA Jiuditta
Excerpt
As
the evening darkened into night, the lights of Miracle Mile slowly
came on, one-by-one, to welcome the late comers to the Strip. They
were clearly interested in one another, their eyes locked in a
magnetic embrace. Her emerald eyes lost their golden flecked luster
to a dark, nighttime desire, matching Juan’s. Their hands touched
often, fingertips communicating the messages lovers speak that only
they can hear. Cherie, thinking the better of the two with the most
to lose, excused herself to the ladies room.
There
was a fiery feeling building up a steam that needed expression and
release. In the restroom stall, Cherie raised her dress and put her
hand up her thigh. She moved her red thong out to the side as she
searched for her honey spot, now wet and eager. She knew this would
not take long; so much emotion had burned through her already
tonight. Her head relaxed to the wall and she began to finger herself
rapidly as she thought about Juan holding his cigar and the size of
his hands. God, but he was handsome, tall and virile. She wondered
about his cock. Was he circumcised or did he have a turtleneck
sweater? She smiled and released a slight giggle. Was he long, thin,
short, thick, wide and flat, bushy or trimmed? How did he smell:
like a warm musky forest after a light rain or like boot leather? Did
he like briefs or boxers? Oh, God, maybe a thong…
Oh
God, oh God, maybe he was wearing a thong now, or nothing! She could
feel the earlier tension redirecting energy to her clit as she became
more and more aroused at the thought of Juan’s cock. She was adept
at fingering herself and she wasted no energy now. She began to moan
and move with the rhythm of her hand and fingers. She released her
neck muscles and her head rolled from shoulder to shoulder. She could
feel it all over now, everywhere. She was electrified, getting wetter
with each stroke. Damn, she wished she had her finger vibrator, but
she only carried it when she travelled. She would have to rethink
that strategy another time.
She
moaned, gyrated, clinched and quivered. She moved in harmony with her
passion,with the ebb and flow of her pulse. Her eyes closed floating
in the image of Juan, and then she raised her foot to the seat in the
stall. She spread her legs giving her hand full open access: oh, what
a vision she must have been. She was hot, looked sublime, and coming
soon in her red silk undies. Her thong and garter belt pushed aside,
she tormented her clit and pussy. Aware that people looked at her as
if they wanted her made her feel better and gave her an emotional
edge. She pretended Juan was looking at her now in the same way.
She
began to come in her hand: two fire-red tipped fingers plunged inside
of her pussy and her red-tipped thumb found the pink pearl of her
existence. She worked herself into frenzied hot passion as she
imagined Juan kissing her, holding her breasts, pinching her nipples,
bending to suck her aureole and bite her nipples. Her hardened
nipples stretched and made an appearance under her tight fully fitted
dress. God! Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God and she released a
moan with her breath as she gripped her thighs tightly together,
pushed, quivered, contracted and came.
She
stood like that for a few seconds then relaxed as she rotated her
head andreleased her neck muscles. She felt like a new woman: a woman
that knew she should be headed home before her quality time with the
man at hand, Juan, turned into quality debauchery.
Cherie
emerged from the ladies’ room looking like a redheaded goddess, to
Juan’s eye. It was a wonder to him what women could do to
themselves in a few short minutes to freshen up. Begging the late
hour and an early call tomorrow, Cherie left after the next glass of
wine and a penetrating kiss promised more to come.
About
the Authors
Chrissy
Laurence is the cousin of Best Selling mystery writer
C.K.Laurence. Chrissy has always wanted to write, but until her dear
friend Muffy encouraged her to do so, she kept the manuscript she had
started tucked away without moving forward.
Thrilled
with the opportunity to collaborate, she forwarded her manuscript to
Muffy. It turned out that the two women were a perfect team and the
result of Chrissy and Muffy's work is CHEERLEADERS IN HEAT...
Yours
to read and enjoy—thoroughly!
Muffy
Wilson, author of erotic, romantic novels and stories about love,
sex, hope and passion, was born in San Antonio, Texas, to traditional
parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family
"princess," indulged and pampered. She adored her older
brothers, following them everywhere and was surrounded by love,
stimulation, and pets. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in
the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively.
The family lived in most points between Alaska and France. Muffy
spent her formative years in Europe and came of age in France.
Returning
from France with her family, Muffy finished high school in Northern
California and attended the University of California at Davis and
majored in Business Management. She entered the work force,
independent with a fierce work ethic, and retired at 39 from IBM as a
Mid-West Regional Director in the Real Estate and Construction
Division.
She
and her husband moved to a small Island in northern Wisconsin where
they owned a historic one hundred year old tavern, restaurant and
resort business which they since have sold. They now live a charmed
life by the water in SW Florida. Muffy pretends to be a serious real
estate business person but, in real life, indulges her private
interest writing sexy stories and sensual literotica.
~
Live, Laugh, Love with Passion.
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