| Author: | M.J. Sexsmith | ISBN: | 9781476025094 |
| Publisher: | M.J. Sexsmith | Publication: | July 19, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | M.J. Sexsmith |
| ISBN: | 9781476025094 |
| Publisher: | M.J. Sexsmith |
| Publication: | July 19, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
After her weekend-long fling with her vampire lover, Betty discovers a pair of guests by walking in on them having sex. After a romp and a lunch date with Thomas, will she surrender herself to the pleasure of a vampiric orgy?
This 9000 word explicit short story contains: oral sex, double penetration, voyeurism, group sex and a first-time lesbian experience.
Excerpt:
“Uh-,” is all Thomas is able to say, his mouth hanging open.
I watch Thomas look me all over, focusing on my eyes, then my heaving and jiggling breasts in the corset. He pauses as if hypnotized before blinking and slowly working his hungry look slowly down, pausing on my mostly hidden snatch and then continuing down my long legs. Thomas sits there, mute, as he licks his lips, the bulge in his pants growing ever larger before my eyes.
“For a man over five hundred years old, you’re pretty suave!” I tease him, twirling, bouncing and wiggling in all the right places.
After her weekend-long fling with her vampire lover, Betty discovers a pair of guests by walking in on them having sex. After a romp and a lunch date with Thomas, will she surrender herself to the pleasure of a vampiric orgy?
This 9000 word explicit short story contains: oral sex, double penetration, voyeurism, group sex and a first-time lesbian experience.
Excerpt:
“Uh-,” is all Thomas is able to say, his mouth hanging open.
I watch Thomas look me all over, focusing on my eyes, then my heaving and jiggling breasts in the corset. He pauses as if hypnotized before blinking and slowly working his hungry look slowly down, pausing on my mostly hidden snatch and then continuing down my long legs. Thomas sits there, mute, as he licks his lips, the bulge in his pants growing ever larger before my eyes.
“For a man over five hundred years old, you’re pretty suave!” I tease him, twirling, bouncing and wiggling in all the right places.
