Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 6 : 20 Pack Erotica Bundle (eBook)

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

eBook Download: EPUB

2018 | 1. Auflage
503 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
9780000085924 (ISBN)

Infos

The 'Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 6' is brought to you by your favorite erotica authors.  This 20 story collection features sinful virgins, seductive MILFs, rough sex, naughty threesomes and thirsty lactation sessions.

This Adults Only bundle comprises over 100,000 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. First Time Anal With My Lodger

2. Drilled By Him At The Dentist

3. His Beautiful Thickness

4. Anal For His Birthday

5. Hunting For Him & His Friend's Length

6. My Two Men At Once

7. The Deal Sweetener

8. Sharing My Body With Two Men

9. Forgive Me For I Have Sinned

10. My Rough Gym Coach Inside Me

11. That's His Love Inside Me

12. A Body Full of His Seed

13. Tied Up & Milked

14. My Leaking Big Chest

15. My Magical Milky Chest

16. My BDSM Milking

17. Popping My Anal Cherry At 40!

18. He's In My Butt

19. Taken in the Fitting Room

20. I Kicked Her Out To Take Him In My Behind

Textauszug

My new lodger Kennedy had very quickly decided he didn’t much care for his bedroom’s décor.  I guess the baby-blue color scheme wasn’t exactly fitting for a nineteen year old guy who was on his way to becoming a man.

I’d driven him to the store to get the paint and the tools he needed and even helped him out during the day, but there was no way we’d be finishing this before midnight.

“You can jump in my room tonight,” I said, kind of off-hand.  At the time I didn’t’ really anticipate anything happening.

“I’m fine on the couch,” Kennedy said, stretching his paint-roller up the wall.

He had this kind of athlete’s physique that he'd honed at lacrosse.  He wasn’t necessarily well-built, but he was definitely toned and I kind of envied his body—and coveted it.

At thirty-nine I didn’t exactly have the figure I used to.  I was curvy in all the right places though, I thought.  My ass was well-rounded and toned and my breasts were definitely on the big side.  My stomach could have been a little flatter I guess, but I was doing pretty good.

“Nonsense,” I said.  “There’s plenty of room.”

That much was painfully true.  Since I’d split with my husband I hadn’t exactly had a wealth of guys over to the house.  Kennedy would be the first man in my bed for years and come to think of it, maybe that was where my excitement lay.

“I really don’t mind the couch,” he said, putting his roller down and looking over.

I put the protective glasses up on my head.  “Well I do mind.  I won’t have my new guest sleeping on the couch like a savage.”

Kennedy smiled.  “You look like an idiot,” he joked.

I looked down myself at the white, throwaway jump-suit I’d bought and the dust-mask that hung around my neck.

“So will you after you’re covered in paint,” I teased, hopping across the dust-sheet towards him and swiping the brush playfully at his face.

“Hey!” he shouted, gripping my wrist and squirming away.  We giggled together like we were long-time friends.  I’d definitely missed a man's touch.

“Okay, okay,” he said, calling time.  “If it’ll make you happy I’ll sleep in your bed.”

“That’s right,” I said, walking away as though I’d won.  “And you’ll enjoy it too!”

I wasn’t quite sure what I meant by that statement, but Kennedy laughed anyway.  We finished up as best we could and he bought us a takeaway to celebrate.  Things were pretty dormant until it came to bedtime.

I brushed my teeth in the en-suite, feeling pooped after a hard day’s work.  I had on my night-gown and beneath that just a bra and panties.  Usually I’d be sleeping with nothing on, so Kennedy could think himself lucky I was at least making some effort.

I slipped the gown off my shoulders just as the door of the room opened and Kennedy walked in.  He was wearing his jogging pants and a t-shirt, both of which I knew he never usually wore to bed.

“Whoa,” he said, surprised and about to turn back.

“It’s okay,” I said.  “I’m almost under the sheets.

I slipped beneath the duvet as he covered his eyes.  When there was nothing on show I called out to him.

“It’s okay, you can look,” I teased, peering over the sheets at him.

He shook his head and laughed, moving to the other side of the bed and setting his phone on charge.  He pulled back the corner and was about to join me.

“You’re gonna sleep fully clothed?” I scoffed, looking over at him with surprise.

He looked down himself.  “I’m not fully clothed.”

“Pants and a t-shirt is pretty damn clothed.  You’ll be burning up under here.”

Kennedy let out a sigh.  “What do you suggest?”

“I dunno, wear what you usually wear?” I teased, as though the idea was something novel.

“I usually don’t wear anything,” Kennedy said, and the confession made me swallow hard.

“Well,” I began, slightly flustered.  “Just do that!”

Kennedy seemed surprised that I’d even suggested it.

“Sleep naked next to you?” he asked.

“I didn’t mean naked,” I lied.  “Just take those things off, would you?”

I rolled over as though that was the end of it, but more than anything I was embarrassed.

Behind me I heard him take off his t-shirt and jogging pants, slipping under the duvet and snuggling into the mattress.

He fidgeted back and forth for some time and I stayed deathly still, worried now that any movement towards him might be taken the wrong way.

After a while the fidgeting stopped and I heard his breathing change slightly as he succumbed to sleep.  It’d been a long, hard day so I guess it was only natural, but for the life of me I couldn’t quite drift off the same way he had.

Instead my mind was racing.  I couldn’t get it to switch off and I think it had more than a little to do with the half-naked young man next to me.

I rolled over and looked at him in the half-light, seeing his eyes closed and the serene look on his face.  Gradually I began to slide over towards him, facing my back to him so that I could claim ignorance if he was to wake.

When I felt the touch of his skin against my I froze, tensing my body as I became nervous and excited.  I rolled over onto my side and continued to move towards him until I felt his skin on my bare back.

I stayed there for the moment, closing my eyes and trying in vain to fall asleep.  It was like a battle between my body and my mind.  If I stayed awake much longer then I was going to do something foolish that I’d definitely wind up regretting.  As it happened, it wasn’t me that had to make the move.

As I lay there in a stupor I heard a sudden groan, followed by the shifting of sheets as Kennedy started to roll over towards me.

His arm wrapped over me and his chest snuggled against my back as he began to spoon me, letting out a deep sigh as he settled.

I was scared to even breathe, but it seemed that Kennedy was still fast asleep.  He stared to writhe his hips against me as he got comfortable, but something told me there was much more in his pants than I bargained for.

I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I didn’t want it to stop.  I think that was what I found the most concerning.  As naughty as all of this was, I wanted it.  I wanted it and I wasn’t about to end it by waking him up.

Instead I started to push back against him, letting his naked skin touch mine and nestling that stiff appendage of his between the cheeks of my ass.

I let out a breath and closed my eyes, feeling the arousal build inside me.  I couldn’t fight it.  It had lay dormant for so long that now it was coming to the fore I couldn’t push it back down.

“I want you, Kennedy,” I whispered softly, and truly I hadn’t meant for it to wake him.

He stirred, and mumbled something, seeming taken aback by the position he found himself in.  He lifted his arm off me and started to roll back over, but I gripped his wrist and pulled him back around me.

“Mrs. Dylan?” he whispered, confused.

“Stay here,” I said simply, pulling his arm tighter and placing it across my breasts.

He didn’t seem to struggle much.  He pressed his body back against me and let his hand lie on my tits.

“Good boy,” I continued, and I felt the slightest squeeze from him at my breast.

As he touched me I pushed my ass back against him, dragging it up and down along the thick shaft that I found beneath his boxer-shorts.

No word was said between us as I started to jerk him between the cheeks of my ass.  Instead I felt his breath quicken on my neck as his arousal grew and soon I could feel the subtlest movements from his hips as he started to push himself against me.

I turned from him now and he startled, but I needed to face him when I spoke the next words.

“I want you,” I said simply, holding his face.  In the darkness I could see a twinkle in his eyes and fear in his face.

“You want me?” he asked.  I was sure he knew exactly what I meant but I needed to be clear.

“I want your cock, Kennedy,” I said, then I leaned forwards and gave his lips a kiss.

He seemed even more startled but showed no sign of leaving.

“Can we?” he asked, seeking permission.  “Is it right?”

“Of course we can,” I said again, and this time when I put my lips on his he kissed me back.

In the embrace I began to run my hands over his body, pushing it down his tensed stomach and pulling his toned ass towards me.

Kennedy’s hands landed on me too now, coming to my ass and squeezing it hard as he breathed a deep kiss into me.

“Isn’t it wrong?” he asked, worried about our age gap.

“It’s naughty, I know that,” I whispered.  “But we...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 8.7.2018
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-13: 9780000085924 / 9780000085924