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Dirty, Slutty Wife

Auteur: BlackSwaan
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I looked like such a hot bad bitch. I knew it, my pussy knew it too. It remained to be seen if Mark would see and know it. I would be lucky if he even noticed the difference in my dressing.

"Miranda, you look amazing! Have I forgotten something? It's not our anniversary, is it!?”

Mark looked both happy and worried upon clocking my appearance when he walked in the door.

At least he noticed... I laughed out loud. “No, silly!” I exclaimed, “Just want to make a good impression on our new neighbor!”

Oh yes! Yes, I did!

“You're right!” Mark said sniffing the air, “That meatloaf does smell good! Let me go freshen up! I won't be too long!”

Mark headed in the direction of the bathroom to get ready for dinner and just then, the doorbell sounded.

Jameson was here and it was exactly six thirty. Punctual too! I opened the door. “Good evening, Jameson! Come on in!”

He eyes trailed the length of my body. “Wow... Um, I mean hello!” he said. I ushered him into the kitchen. “Miranda, you look phenome
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  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   Own me, Daddy

    “I’m all ears.” I responded. My ears itching to hear what he had to say. “Well, it's pretty simple, really. I’d like to own you outright. For good. Twenty-four-seven.” I paused, waiting for him to say he was only joking. But Mr. Maxwell did not look as though he were trying to be funny at all. “You mean twenty-four-seven on the weekends, right?” I asked, smirking up at him. He shook his head and ran a hand over the swell of my hip. “No, not on the weekends. I mean that I want you here with me, sharing my bed and doing what I want all the time.” My eyes lifted. I had just reminded him that I was married. How in the world could he possibly think something like this was doable? Plus, he couldn’t really own me like a horse or a piece of chattel. Nor could he own me the way men used to own slaves. This must have been a fantasy of his. “What about Daddy—my husband, I mean.” I almost slipped up there. No one knew that my husband was my former stepfather,

  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   My Pussy Needs You

    Mr. Maxwell chuckled at my reaction.“You’ll come to love that, little one. Just try to relax.” “I—I don’t know if I can.” “Oh? Not even when I do this?” He lifted my rear end off the bed and proceeded to lick my puckered rose, darting his tongue inside so deep I felt my face heat. One finger moved to my clit, and while the feeling was odd, it was also immensely pleasurable. “Oh … oh yes…” I murmured, feeling my body come close to tumbling over that edge again. Mr. Maxwell groaned and pushed his tongue deeper in my ass before quickening his finger along my clit. My entire body felt as though it was about to burst. My nipples tingled as they curled up into points, and I let out a breathy moan as I felt several drops of milk spill down the sides of my chest. Within seconds, I felt a river spilling down my flesh, and that’s when the dam broke for me. I yelled out in pleasure as my ass began to quiver through the most intense orgasm of my life. Mr. Ma

  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   Swallow My Load

    My heart was beating so fast and so hard, I thought it would explode. A part of me was frightened of all these new sensations, and the fact that I was experiencing them with a man who wasn’t my husband, and with whom I had just met the day before. “Your body is magnificent,” he murmured in my ear. “Thank you, Mr. Maxwell.” He pulled down my knickers, going all the way to his knees. He looked up at me as he peeled them off my feet, one by one, offering me a playful smirk that gave me butterflies. Once I was completely unclothed, he sat up a bit, then ran his hands along my swollen belly, planting kisses along my flesh that made me feel like a queen. “I’ve always loved the sight of a woman with child. The way her belly looks, and those full breasts…” His fingers toyed with my nipples, and I pulled in a rush of air. “You like that, don’t you?” “Yes,” I muttered. “Yes, I do.” This was all so … intimate. Even daddy didn’t get on his knees with me. Mr. Maxwell wa

  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   My Pussy Is Humming

    “Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Mr. Ramirez grunted in ecstasy. Suddenly, a whitish fluid pulsed from his shaft, landing on the coverlet right in front of me. He growled, and his upper body jerked with every pulse of fluid. He slid his fingers up his length then came back down, holding onto it so tight it seemed to swell as it released another burst of seed. I almost forgot that Daddy was even in the room, until I felt his hand on my ass. Within seconds, I felt his cum land on my flesh. He gave me a hard squeeze, and the wispy sounds of his hand along his length soon matched those of Mr. Ramirez. It didn’t take long for me to have another orgasm as my own fingers teased my clitoris. Several more streams of cum landed on the bed in front of me as Daddy emptied his sack on my rear end, both of the men growling through their orgasms. There was no doubt that I had never felt sexier. But Mr. Ramirez was merely the beginning for us. Over the next month, I must have se

  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   Daddy's Slutty Sex Worker

    Just like that, we began a sexy business, but I still did not know hope it would work. All I knew was that for various reasons, Daddy didn’t want men coming and going from our small cabin, so he had arranged for me to go to their home or office. My first client was a physician who lived an hour away, and his wife was spending several weeks with a sister in Detroit. According to daddy, he was incredibly lonely and “in need of a woman’s company without actually being unfaithful.” Most prostitutes charged double what daddy was charging, simply because they were expected to offer sex whereas we were merely offering visual stimulation. The gentleman, Mr. Ramirez, was an older man in his fifties who wore a fancy suit and had a large gut—evidence of his lavish lifestyle. His home, while modest on the outside, was nicely decorated on the inside with elegant furniture and paintings on the walls. Daddy had invested in a turquoise flapper dress with sequins for me to wear on these

  • "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection)   A Slut For Daddy

    I bent down and took him in my hands as he fisted the sides of my head, gripping my hair with his fingers. “That’s it, girl. Get nasty with your daddy’s cock. Pretend like I’m paying you to drain my sack.” Ripples of desire swirled through me. I loved the thought of getting paid for sex, and by my own daddy no less, even though it was incredibly wrong and filthy. But my sexual state of mind had reached the most intense state. I wanted to tease him the same way he had teased my breasts. So, I used my tongue to swirl along the head of his cock, dipping the tip inside the small slit. Thick fluid oozed out, and I savored the salty taste of it, and the way it made a long string that hovered on the top of my tongue. After grumbling under his breath, daddy applied pressure to the back of my head, forcing his length into my mouth. I began to suck him, flattening my tongue along the underside of his shaft. I sucked in my cheeks and bobbed my head up and down, moving f

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