Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 3 : 20 Pack Erotica Mega Bundle (eBook)

Tori Westwood, Kelli Cougar, Nicki Menage, Kimmy Welsh (Autoren)

eBook Download: EPUB

2018 | 1. Auflage
428 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-008589-4 (ISBN)

Infos

The 'Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 3' is brought to you by your favorite erotica authors.  This 20 story collection features sinful virgins, seductive milfs, first time anal sex, depraved threesomes and naughty breeding fun between age-gap couples and trios.

This Adults Only bundle comprises over 80,000 words of descriptive, well written, spine-tingling erotica that you'll have to read alone.  There's something for everyone - don't miss out!

Stories Include:

1. Claiming His Tool

2. Bred By The Biker

3. He Wants To Do It Inside Me

4. Watching Me Undress

5. MILF's Masquerade

6. MILF's Motel Fun

7. Take Off My Panties

8. MILF Nursed Him

9. A Game With Mr. & Mrs.

10. Sex Ed. In Front Of Me

11. Sex Outdoor With Mr. & Mrs.

12. Caught by Mr. & Mrs.

13. His Graduation Surprise

14. My Hot Spring Butt Sex

15. He Came Inside Me

16. Taking Him in His Cell

17. His Breeding Camp

18. My Public Session

19. He's Sick But I Want Him

20. Late Night First Time Fun

Textauszug

"It's in the middle of nowhere, Ben.  I'll a send you a GPS screenshot," I said in to my phone, which was about the only thing stopping me from certain death right now.

Okay, maybe that's a bit melodramatic but a pretty, nineteen-year-old woman can get that way when she's stranded in the middle of nowhere.

"Thanks, Ben.  See you soon."

I shut the phone off and looked to my steaming car, kicking the wheel in frustration.  "Piece of shit."

In the twenty minutes I'd been there not a single car had driven past.  I was on my way back to college after summer vacation, but the misfortune did offer another opportunity.

That whole summer I'd had these feelings for Ben that weren't like normal.  It was a different kind of love and I couldn't explain it.  I first noticed it when we were all hanging out at the lake and Ben was stripped to his swimming shorts.  He was hot and I had only just begun to realize.

For the rest of my time at home I'd tried to pluck up the courage to act on my impulses but either I couldn't find the right time or I was too chicken.  It was a big leap and rejection could spell disaster for our friendship.

This moment felt suddenly all too perfect.  We were both alone and if Ben spurned my advances I could disappear to college as planned in the hope it would all blow over.

More than all of that though I felt strangely ... broody.  I'd never say 'my biological clock was ticking'  or anything like that, but I was certainly noticing my own body like never before and wondering with an increasing curiosity what it would be like to have a child.

Somewhere in the darkest recesses of my mind those two thoughts had joined in a naughty union and they were about to flourish.

I played the fantasies out in my head as I waited for Ben, really working myself into a frenzy of horniness.

By the time he arrived around a half hour later I was already dripping at the thought of him inside me.  Now I just had to make it happen.  But how?

"Well this doesn't look good," Ben said as he got out of his truck, looking a picture as always.

"Can you fix it?"

"Well hell, Mia, I don't know what's wrong with it yet."

"Please try," I begged, jumping on the spot.

"Wouldn't be here if I wasn't gonna do that," he said.  "Pop the hood real quick."

Ben took a look inside and I stood next to him, watching as he surveyed the damage.

"Well?" I asked impatiently at his side.

"It doesn't look good," he said slowly, looking at my face as it filled with sadness.  "But I think I can fix it."

Suddenly I flourished a smile that he seemed to have been waiting for.

"Really?!" I said, my eyebrows raised as I looked at him.  "Thanks, Ben!"

I threw my arms around him and gave him a kiss, hugging him tight and feeling that muscled torso underneath his t-shirt that I'd lusted after in every summer swimming session.

I squeezed him tight, probably for far too long, and then watched as he got his toolbox from the back of his truck.

"Right," he said, moving to the side of my car that faced the forest.  "Let's get this thing up."

I followed him, feeling more than a little useless as I hovered around him in my little skirt, watching him jack the car up and teasing myself with naughty thoughts.

I'd taken to wearing a skirt on the long drive to college because it was just easier and way more comfortable.  In the heat it'd have killed me to put something over my smooth legs.  Sadly, Ben wasn't quite paying me the kind of attention I wanted. Yet.

I spotted my opportunity when he moved to lie on his back, beginning to venture beneath the vehicle in the hope of spotting the offending mechanism.

"How long will it be?" I asked.  It sounded impatient, but the only reason I said anything was in the hope of getting Ben to look towards me while he lay on the floor.

"I don't know, Mia, I'm about to find out," he said and I twisted my hips as he looked at me, causing the hemming of my skirt to spin upwards and reveal the top of my thigh.

I spotted the exact moment he saw it and he quickly averted his gaze, swallowing hard as though he didn't want to give in to the temptation that I was sure he was feeling too now.  There was something naughty about getting an older man excited like that.  Ben was over forty and I'd forced my way in to his friend group when I realized I had the hots for him.  Now I just had to act.

He started work under the car and every time he came from underneath for another one of his tools I made sure I was close by, sometimes leaning with my back against the car so he could get a good view up my skirt, or crouching to hand him something.

The first part of my plan seemed to be going well, but I needed a way of pushing it to the next level.  I'd got him weak at the knees already, now I needed to follow it up.

"Thanks for doing this, Ben," I called under the car, looking at the bulge in his pants and dining out on the fact he had no idea where I was staring.

"Any time, Mia," he said, his attentions clearly more involved in the car than me but that was something I was going to change.

"How can I ever repay you?" I asked, kind of dramatic-like.

"Don't worry about it," he said, twisting at something underneath.

"No, I want to do something."

"You really don't have to, Mia."

"How about a massage?" I asked.

"Sure.  A massage sounds good, sure."

I could tell from his tone that he just wanted to keep me quiet, but I had to let him know how serious I was.

"How about right now?" I said.

"What?" he said, giving me his full attention now.  "How are you going to do that?"

"I'll just start on your legs," I said, kneeling down and getting in position.

"Mia, I really don't think—Mia!" he startled as my hands touched at his calf, squeezing the muscles and pretending I knew what I was doing.

"Relax, Ben," I said.  "Just carry on with your work, it's okay."

"I'm trying to concentrate," he said, shuffling.

"Relax. You can do both."

My hands began to rise up his legs, running along his big thighs now as he shuffled a little uncomfortably.

"I don't know ..." he said, but lingered long enough to let me know he was definitely intrigued by the experience.

"It's no big deal," I soothed, squeezing in to his right calf with both thumbs and rubbing them up towards his waist.

"I—erm—I guess," he said.  No need to be shy, I thought.  I've got you now.

"It's just a massage," I said, continuing to rub his legs as Ben began to pay less and less attention to the car and more attention to my hands, running ever closer to his tight package.

Before long he had stopped working completely, the lower half of his body beginning to writhe from the hip as my adventurous hands wandered all over his legs.

I started to lengthen the route of my rubs, sliding up closer to his cock each time until I was brushing past it.

"It's just a massage," I said, the late-summer hear shining down on us as we sat alone beside the empty road.

Ben seemed to let out an impatient groan the longer I flirted around his crotch and I could tell he was becoming aroused and more than a little frustrated.

I wanted to push him right to breaking point and then do something crazy that I knew he couldn't deny.  It was like I was starving him and then dangling something appealing right in front of his eyes.  I was sure he was going to take a big, fat bite out of it.

I started to massage his cock now, and not in a subtle way.  My hands were all over it, rubbing it as though it were any other muscle and feeling it's stiffness against my fingers as I explored his size.

"Mia, I—"

"It's just a massage, Ben," I reiterated, sliding his belt buckle open and popping his fly while one hand rubbed at his thigh.

For some reason my confidence was at an all-time high and I think a lot of that had to do with the fact that his face was hidden beneath the car.  It was as though I could imagine that the bottom half didn't belong to him and dine out on it instead of worrying about our friendship.  Ben's lack of protestation made me think he was experiencing something similar!

I braced myself at the final hurdle, with Ben's white boxer-briefs pulled tight over his big cock that sat beneath, waiting impatiently for release.

"I think this needs a massage too," I said, pulling down his underwear and gasping at the sight of his huge dick, stretching up over his t-shirt towards his navel, looking smooth and inviting.

"I think so too," he replied from beneath the car.

I licked my lips as I looked at it, watching it twitch as his blood pumped in to it, his body doing what came naturally and engorging that thick cock of his in anticipation of it being swallowed by my cunt.

I picked up his big slab of flesh and examined it more closely, wrapping my fingers around him and struggling to have them meet my thumb.  Ben's cock looked extra big in my hands and I bit my lip with a dirty smirk at the thought of it piercing my tight pussy.

I began to jerk my fist up and down his dick, my mouth open wide at how naughty all of this was.  It was as though  I was seeing what  I could get away with and by the silence from Ben it seemed like it might be a lot!

He writhed helplessly beneath the car as...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 8.7.2018
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-008589-8 / 0000085898
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-008589-4 / 9780000085894