Narcissus in Chains – Part 1 Sexy Story

As I mentioned a few months ago, I am reading the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton, which starts with Guilty Pleasures. Onto book the next book: Narcissus in Chains! I’m reading about 175 pages a week. Each week, I’ll be bringing you two posts: a review of the book and a related kinky post. This is my sexy story!


This a brand new story I’m writing, inspired by Anita’s dislike of anonymous sex, whereas I find it very sexy (but impractical). So join me in my fantasy of anonymous sex. You do not need to have read any Laurell K. Hamilton books to enjoy this story!

It’s so hot in this room, I just need some air. It’s a party, a fun party. I’m not ready to go back to my hotel room, but I am ready to get some fresh air. I simply can’t stand it in here any longer. It’s a Valentine’s Day party with a DJ, dinner, and open bar. It was advertised as for singles and couples, but it’s mostly couples. I’m bummed, but at least it’s better than sitting at home on the biggest couples night of the year. I know, I know, I shouldn’t care about Valentine’s Day, but I do. I have just broken up with my boyfriend, so it’s extra lonely this year. I just hope that I can manage not to get too depressed. But some loud music, dancing, lights, (and of course drinks) will help keep the sadness at bay. 

But for the moment, I need some air. I’ve just danced with the other ladies at the party, most of whom have partners, but most of the guys wouldn’t come out on the dance floor. That’s better for me anyway, since if we needed a partner, I wouldn’t have one.

We’re in an old hotel, so I’m not sure if I’m going to get lucky with a balcony or not, but I am relieved when I see a door that leads out to one. I step outside and take a deep breath. My skin is instantly chilled, but it feels good after the hot room. I have my drink with me, a sweet pink thing, as I lean against the railing and look out over the city. Cars drive by so many floors below that they look smaller than the matchbook cars I played with as a kid. I can hear one honk at another as they go down the street. I take some deep breaths, glad that the air up here is clear and not smogged down by the city. The lights of all the other buildings look beautiful. I love nature, too, but there is beauty in the city.

I don’t hear the door open and close behind me, but then I hear footsteps. Heavy footsteps. I am ready to whip around and look, but I don’t want to come off like a bitch, when suddenly he’s right behind me. “Don’t turn around,” he whispers in my ear.

I listen. I’m not even sure why I listen, but I do.

“I have been watching you all night.”

I don’t know if I should respond or not, so I don’t. My heart pounds in my ears so hard that I almost miss his next statement.

“You’re here alone, aren’t you?”

I nod.

“You’re beautiful.”

I feel the blood rush to my face in a blush. “Thank you.”

“Are you staying in the hotel?”

I nod again.

“I don’t want you to feel pressured by what I am about to ask you.”

I nod. I don’t know what he’s about to say, but I can smell his cologne and it’s turning me on. I want to turn around and see what he looks like. I want to touch him. I don’t even know him, but the urge is very strong. I should be scared. I should be… something. But I’m not. I’m just excited.

“How would you feel about some completely anonymous sex?”

I hesitate, biting my lip.

“Picture this,” he whispers, and my pussy clenches in excitement, “You leave your door unlocked for me, blindfold yourself in your room, and wait. When I come in, we’ll have the hottest sex of our lives, and then I’ll leave. You’ll never know what I look like. You’ll always wonder if the guy on the train is me.”

Oh now he’s truly got my attention. It’s stupid to say yes, isn’t it? It might be, but I want it. I want this anonymous encounter. No strings attached. No waiting for a text or a phone call. Just a one-time thing.

“I’m in room 223,” I whisper. And with that, he steps back, and he’s gone.

What have I done?


Hope you enjoy this foray into the world of Anita Blake! What else are you reading? Come back later this week for some kinky musings!

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