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Authors: Jordan Silver
My Little Book of Erotic Tales
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by Jordan Silver
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Table of Contents
I feel eyes on me, I don't
know where they are, I feel just a little scared, but not too much.
He comes into the room fully, it's dark in the hallway, I know
that hair.
He eases the door shut and locks it?
My parents are asleep in the next room we'll try to be quiet but
anything can happen.
It's been this way ever since he took my virginity two days ago;
secret meetings, risky fucks.
He's under the sheet my little eighteen year old pussy in his
mouth.He's made me a slave to his tongue, I want it all the time, in fact I
want all of him all the time.
"Uhmmmm."
"Sshh."
I can't help it, it's too good.
He licks, he nibbles, he plunges. The bed is already soaked.
He slides up and in, my tit in his mouth; arch your back Michelle,
that's right, now he's deeper
Rock your hips Michelle; feel the dick as it moves smoothly in and
out of your honey warm pussy.
Wrap your legs around his ass so you can pound it with your heels
like pounding in nails.
Harder, faster, the bed rocks, maybe the others will hear this
time; too far gone, don't care.
He grinds into my pussy, stabs into my pussy; he fucks my pussy so
good.
Bites on my neck, uh oh, that's going to leave a mark; oh well.
Bites on my breasts, ravenous sounds coming from you, mewling from
me.
"I'm Cumming on your dick." I squeeze my pussy walls
around your hammering cock making you seat and pound faster, harder.
"So fucking good sweet baby."
Your finger in my ass tickles.
"I'll never stop fucking you, you're mine." You growl those
words in my ear as you fuck into me so sweet.
My heart speeds up, my eyes cross.
Fuck, fuck, pound, pound, you’re cumming in my pussy, I'm cumming
too again.
We share a long tongue sharing, spit swapping, nasty as fuck kiss.
You're still hard, I want more.
You place one leg on your shoulder, one at your hip; good thing
pussy is wet, this angle might've hurt otherwise.
You
came again, huh, didn't know that was possible.
I tip toe into the bathroom to clean up and you follow; you want
to feast again you're not satisfied, you never are.
With
one leg on the sink you eat it from behind; toe tingling pussy eating, I’m
done.
“Get
dressed.” I don’t question, I just do as I’m told, I’d follow you anywhere at
this point; you on me.
"Let's
go."
I
follow you quietly down the stairs as you hold my hand to lead me.
There's
a note, what does it say, oh there's two, my heart picks up speed; what does it
mean?
There's no time to investigate; out the door and into the car,
down the driveway and gone.
The sun is shining in my
eyes, it's tomorrow.
There's a rock on my finger and a smile in my heart.
"I left a note for your parents and one for Nadine." You
lean over me as I feel your morning goodness rubbing against my thigh.
Oh, I would love to see her face, snooty bitch.
"You're never going back."
I look into your wonderful eyes to read the truth there.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Now I'm the one under the sheet, the one giving pleasure in thanks
for saving me.
You're hard and long and so stiff, just how I want you, reverse
cowgirl this morning I think, yes play with my ass hole.
"So good." I bite into my lip until I remember, there's
no need to be quiet, I can scream if I want.
I've covered you in pussy juice, I like the sound it makes as I
ride your magnificent cock like a pro, my dick now, I won, but how?
How did I get my father's thirty three year old boss to fall in
love with me, leave the gorgeous supermodel girlfriend and run me off to Vegas
for a quickie wedding?
happened
when he came to stay.
He was in town on
business and dad, in his bid to impress had offered him and his guest a room
with us instead of a hotel.
We had lots of room in the five bedroom house where I existed.
He saw from the first day how I was neglected, though I smiled to
hide my plight. No one else had ever noticed before. We talked, we laughed, and
the supermodel grew suspicious.
There were fights, I overheard, though hushed they were. It gave
me hope, my daydreams grew more......colorful I wanted him, he would take me
away; these were my daydreams one day after we met. He was just so handsome and
strong and kind. If only.
Now,
yes, it is so, I'm free.
"Hands."I lean
back, giving him my hands as he brings me back to the present with his
commanding voice.
Slap, slap, slap, our bodies come together you fucks so good?
My little bony body swallows your python dick, it's almost
perverse.
"Fuck me from behind." I say the words even as I blush.
You set us up in position; I grip the sheets in tight fists.
"Yes Shane yes, yes, yes." I scream out my pleasure as
you do me nice and hard and deep.
It's almost too much but I can handle it, I love the pain, hurts so
good.
I cover your cock in juice as you empty your seed inside me.
"I'm going to spoil the fuck out of you wife."
"What, the, fuck, are
you fucking shitting me?"
I was pulling Damien Carter out of the tent by his neck before I
was through screaming.
"Donovan.....!"
"Stay your ass in there you cheating bitch, I'll deal with
you when I'm done with this piece of shit."
"Dude, get off me, it's not what you think."
"Not what I think, I didn't just find you cuddled up to my
wife in a fucking sleeping bag?"
I plowed my hand into his face, over and over again.
The
snow was falling around me, the mountain was cold as a witch's tit, nothing but
snow for miles, but I didn't see white, all I saw was red.
Let me back up before you
think I'm a fucking cave man or some shit.
I sent my wife ahead with her supposed childhood friend, a friend
she swore to me time and again even when I was suspicious, that he meant
nothing to her, that they'd never been anything like that between them.
She needed to study some shit up here for her classes at the
university, don't ask me what the fuck.
My shift at the hospital didn't end in time so she asked me if it
was okay that she came up with him until I could get here, I said yes against
my better judgment and now this.
I felt hands pulling at me through my haze.
"Donovan you're killing him."
"That's the idea bitch, you're next."
"Get off...." I tried pushing her away.
"No, you'll go to jail."
I finally took a look at my handy work; Mr. Smooth wasn't looking
so hot now, poaching fuck.
His face was a mess, both eyes swollen shut, his nose wasn't just
broken, I smashed it to fuck, good luck finding bones to mend back together
asshole.
She's crying and trying to pull me away.
"I was cold Donovan, that's all, really really cold, he was
just trying to share his body heat, we didn't do anything wrong I swear."
"It's called a blanket bitch, next time use one, not that I
give a fuck, we're through."
It's been three months
since I left her on that mountain with his almost dead ass, you'd think as a
doctor I would seek to get him some help......nope, fuck that, he put hands on
what's mine, I hoped the fucker drowned in his own blood.
As for her, I kicked her ass out of my house.
"Don, you might wanna hear this."
"What is it now Caleb?"
Caleb Golden, my fellow doctor and brother in law was on a mission
to get me and the whore back together, he was blowing into the wind though, I
know what I saw, her wrapped up in his arms, his body practically covering
hers.
I heard he had healed somewhat, but he'll never be the same,
that'll teach him to fuck with another man's wife.
She'd moved back in with her father, who had tried in the
beginning to get me to see reason, but no dice, I'd told him in no uncertain
terms what I had seen, he ought to sympathize, his ex wife the bitch's mother
was a cheating skank too, maybe it was in the blood.
"Lisa's pregnant...."
My blood ran cold, she let him...........?
I jumped up from my chair, she was still my fucking wife, what the
fuck, was she trying to get me to kill her?
"Donovan the kid is yours, don't do anything stupid."
Mine, huh?
"How far along is she?"
"Four months, what're you going to do?"
There's only one thing to do, I pulled my phone off my hip as I
headed for the door, I needed an extra long lunch and a favor.
I called up Greta, a friend who was a doctor in the next town over
and could do what I needed.
Checking my watch I knew Lisa should be in class at this time,
whores needed an education too.
I drove like a bat outta hell to the university, what the fuck Donovan;
you don't know her schedule anymore.
No problem, I went to the office.
Good, she still had me down as next of kin; she's in lab right
now.
I walked through the maze
that was every college campus until I found what I was looking for.
She was in the middle of the room, center aisle looking over
something in a Petri dish with some pimple faced dick next to her.
I didn't even acknowledge the professor, just walked over to her
and grabbed her hand.
"Get your shit."
She drew in a deep breath and looked at me with her sad eyes,
whatever.
"Sir, excuse me you can't disrupt......"
I pointed at myself "Husband." Then I pointed at her,
"Wife......private."
I was probably embarrassing the fuck out of her, but ask me if I
gave a fuck, nope, stopped doing that shit up on that mountain.
Okay that wasn't necessarily true, but I refused to acknowledge
the fact that I missed the fuck outta her.