Heather Kinnane
Bio
Author of bite-sized steamy romance and erotica. She/Her. For longer works check out my website: http:heatherkinnane.com/books. And if you like my work, buy me a coffee and help fuel the stories: https://ko-fi.com/heatherkinnane
Stories (142/0)
Shared Sexual Fantasies
The doorbell rang, and Stella glanced at the clock; 2 pm, she had a few hours yet. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, though it did little to quell the rising nerves. She was about to do something she’d never believed she would, and now excitement mixed with terror. What if she hated it?
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy
Horny Mumma
Bronte admired her figure in the bathroom’s full length mirror. The maternity lingerie supported her full breasts, already producing the colostrum ready for her baby’s imminent arrival into the world. The underwear wrapped around her buttocks and lower tummy comfortably. The set made Bronte feel even more the amazing goddess than she had felt already. The first few months had been difficult as morning sickness and constant fatigue wracked her body, making anything other than sleeping difficult; but since the beginning of that magical second trimester Bronte had felt an energy and glow about herself, a sense of awe at the amazing ability of her body to create life. And to her husband’s pleasure, her libido had increased when so many warned it would fade.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy
Forgotten Pleasure
Katie giggled at the images on the screen: well-muscled men with massive cocks pounding the flesh of thin, young women. Katie found the poor acting and non-existent plot amusing, so she was surprised to find herself aroused by what she saw. This was the first time she’d looked through Chad’s adult collection. Unlike her friends, Katie didn’t begrudge her husband his porn. To say her libido had dropped after her children were born was an understatement. Chad had given up asking a long time ago; he needed an outlet.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy
Bath Date
The water was warm around Sasha’s body. She sighed, inhaling the rose scented steam escaping from the bubbles. She listened for the crunch of tyres on gravel, a key turned in a lock, familiar footsteps across the floorboards. He was late… or perhaps she was early. She shrugged. She couldn’t remember exactly whether she’d said 7 or 7:30, but once the tub was full of bubbles she hadn’t wanted to waste them, waiting only long enough to pour two glasses of bubbles of the alcoholic variety before removing her clothes and sliding into the luxuriating warmth.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy
A Sizzling Reunion
“Hey stranger.” Bella’s eyes opened with a start. “Cooper! What are you doing here? I didn’t hear anyone come in.” She glanced at the gate as though to confirm it was shut. It had creaked and clanged the entrance and exit of every pool-goer all afternoon and now, when she was sure she was alone, it had let in an interloper without a sound of warning.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy