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Synopsis
DON'T
CALL ME 'BABY' is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, novel about a
young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morรฉs she collides with on
a daily basis.
It's
1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the
way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so
many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college
professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She
has already cost one man his job.
She asks
herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other
women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look
down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are
called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine
has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does
so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing
the field to her heart's content.
Does she
meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never
before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first
time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking
for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but
also cares about her like no man ever has before.
Don’t Call Me Baby by Elizabeth Black
Excerpt
Catherine Stone looked around
the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another
hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind
the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some
extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in
constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too
much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made
the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling
in made her hair stand on end. Will this be the cop who pulls us over? Can
we get away with me sucking him off here yet again?
She unzipped Brian's trousers,
and slipped her hand inside. Reaching into his briefs, her fingers wrapped
around his growing cock and it jumped at her touch. Brian is so predictable.
All he ever wants is for me to suck his cock. Good thing I demand a good,
expensive meal after these trysts, or I'd get nothing out of them. She
pulled his cock out of his trousers, feeling the organ spread out in her palm.
“Oh, that feels good. I love it
when you stroke me off.”
She stroked his shaft, gripping
him harder as her hand reached the base. Every time she squeezed, his cock
jumped in her hand. She liked the way it looked and felt in her hand. Purple
with arousal and thick with veins, the well-formed head glistened with pre-cum.
In her years since starting college she had enjoyed many different types of
cocks and Brian's was especially hot because it was so big and he was
uncircumcised. She liked the look of hard cocks. When they were hard they were
so sensitive. A twist a little too far this way or that way could hurt, yet she
knew from what past lovers had told her, the pain felt so good. She liked
pulling Brian's cock too far; just to get a painful, yet aroused reaction out
of him. Although she felt impatient, she relished the fact that she was a good
lay. Her blowjob skills had improved greatly over the months, and she could
also make Brian come very quickly with her hand jobs.
As she gently rolled back his
foreskin and stroked his growing shaft, she cradled his balls in her other
hand. She liked the way his cock grew to nearly twice its size, when all she
did was brush her fingers against it. It felt hard yet sinewy, like a garden
hose full of water. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, and she relished her
power. Sex was a heady power surge, and Catherine could not get enough of it.
Brian's cock was big; longer and
thicker than other cocks she had the pleasure of sucking and fucking. Plus, at
his age of fifty-eight, he stayed harder for a longer time, and it took him
much longer to come than men her own age of twenty-two. Catherine never faked
orgasms. She liked sex so much that she had no trouble coming every time she
fucked. When she didn't feel like coming, she simply said so. Faking an orgasm
was something she never even considered doing.
Tonight was one night, however,
that she wished Brian would hurry up, come, and get it over with. She hated
their trysts at the park because she got little if anything out of them. She
would much rather stay in a nice hotel and spend the evening fucking without
feeling any pressure, but that was not to be this evening. She needed to be at
Silver Spring College in the morning for her new summer job. So here she sat,
sexually unsatisfied and feeling a bit used wondering when she was going to
meet a man who could satisfy her insatiable sexual needs.
Little did she know that several
men, including a father and son, would please her over the upcoming summer
weeks, including one man who was her match.
“Yes, stroke it, Baby. Go
slowly.”
“Don't call me 'Baby'.” She
hated it when he called her 'baby'. It made her feel like she was his property.
“Baby” was also what her father called her mother when he was trying to excuse
his extramarital affairs. He'd say, “I'm sorry, Baby,” when all he was sorry
for was getting caught, not the actual affairs themselves. Catherine wondered
if she saw married men because of the way her father treated her mother. At
least with a married man, he couldn't force her to be exclusive. She didn't
have to make a commitment to a married man or get too emotionally invested. She
was interested in the sex more than the relationship. Whenever Brian called her
“Baby”, he reminded her of why she saw married men and that made her feel
uncomfortable. She preferred to be called “Honey” which sounded more
affectionate. She'd even accept “Hon”, which was a popular term of endearment
in her native Baltimore but Brian was from New York. She hated “Baby” because
it sounded so crude to her. Her roommate's obnoxious boyfriend called her
“Baby” when he was lying to her, so the word left a bad taste in Catherine's
mouth.
“Slow down. Don't pump at it
like that.”
I'll pump it any way I want.
What if a cop drives up? We certainly can't explain ourselves to a Man in Blue. She stroked his cock gently,
moving her palm up and down his shaft. His cock jumped in her hand. Rubbing her
thumb across his head and then giving him a gentle squeeze, she heard him moan.
Jizz leaked out and dribbled on the head, and she spread it with her fingers as
if it were lubricant for her moist and hot hand. She curled against his chest,
and pressed her ear against his rib cage. His heart thundered in his chest, as
it always did when she beat him off. He loved a good hand job, and she really
didn't mind turning him on so much, because turning him on made her feel sexy.
No other woman turned him on the way she did. Not even his wife. But impatience
overtook her mood this evening, and she wanted to do other things, like eat. Her
stomach growled. She was famished, and all she could think about was a good
steak dinner at their favorite restaurant. After he comes, we'll go out for
something to eat. And he's going to come soon; by the way his cock feels right
now.
“Suck on it. I love it when you
suck on it.”
Of course he loved it. She honed
her technique on him, and being that she was alone with him in his Mercedes,
she decided to pass the time by practicing a bit more. His wife wouldn't go
down on him, so she made sure she was the best suck he ever had. And she was.
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