COLLECTION 1: Soaked in Sin(I)

I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs and his paces eating the ground.I’d bet my last ten quid he wasn’t from around here. Fenchurch Brokers had been my home since I was a young girl and I’d taken it over when Pops had died ten years ago. I knew everyone’s face, the way they knew mine.‘So what have you got for me?’ I asked, then realised a few moments too late that I’d fluffed my brunette locks over my shoulders and licked my lips. His broadening grin told me he was used to the effect he had on women, of any age.Inwardly I berated myself. I was the local bank-of-crisis, get-money- quick supplier. I bought crap, or treasure, for pennies, and sold it on for a few quid whenever red letters landed on doormats or kitchen cupboards

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Soaked in Sin(II)

It couldn’t be. I studied the cover more closely. It absolutely, definitely was him. Those eyes, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. OK, I’d seen him fully clothed and on the cover of His Best Performance he wore only a pair of swimming trunks – tiny, tight, yellow – but I recognised him beyond doubt. I swallowed a lump in my throat. What was beneath his clothes was nothing short of beautiful. Golden chest, defined abs and a tantalising trail of hair from his naval to the waistband of those itsy-bitsy trunks.Behind him a woman reclined on a sun-lounger, her arms tossed above her head and a towel carefully placed on her naked body to cover the juncture of her thighs, though her full breasts jutted towards the sun. She was the picture of bliss with her eyes shut, back arched and parted mouth upturned in a smile. He’d obviously used the cock I could just decipher the outline of, to give her exactly what she wanted and then some.My heart thudded. I could hear my pulse whooshing through my

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Soaked in Sin(III)

‘I’m shut for lunch. Please leave and come back another time if you want to repurchase your DVDs.’ I turned and went into the sanctuary of my backroom. My legs were wobbly, my knees weak, but I held my chin high. I gasped when there was a sudden tightening on my right upper arm. ‘You watched it, didn’t you?’ Jared spun me to face him. ‘You didn’t sell it, you kept it for yourself. That’s how you know my name.’ ‘Don’t be so ridiculous.’ He didn’t look angry; instead he looked pleased, triumphant almost. ‘So tell me, what did you think of my performance?’ I stepped backwards and he followed, holding both my upper arms now. My shoulders hit the wall and he pressed his body against mine and looked down at me. His face was so close I could make out a small scar just below his left eye and see every dark eyelash individually. ‘I don’t know what you mean,’ I said, acutely aware of his hard pecs shoved up against the soft mounds of my breasts. Pushing, pressing into me. ‘Quit the games

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Soaked in Sin(IV)

He stretched my pussy with his big long fingers, two at least pushing in, easing me open. My spine curled and I squeezed my eyes shut, gripped him with my internal muscles. Electric whips of sensation burned through my core. He was working me with his tongue, fucking me with his fingers. For a moment I imagined I was that beautiful woman on the DVD being serviced as I lounged by a pool in the sunshine. I was glamorous and rich and living in LA. My body young and lithe, my skin flawless and smooth. Thinking nothing of wearing a bikini from dawn to dusk. And the Californian sun could well have been heating me, for my body was feverish, sex-sweat pricking at my flesh. The blistering pressure was growing and building. I gripped his hair and thrust my hips in time with his penetrations. Forgot about that woman in the sun and became me again. Thestar of my own smokin’ porn movie with Jared as my co-star.‘Oh, God, I’m going to come,’ I moaned, throwing my head back against the wall and star

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COLLECTION 2: The Sex Shop(I)

I worked at the sex shop several weeks before I submitted its temptations.Every night I went in after hours to clean and hoover. It made me veryhorny. My cunt would be tingling with excitement as in admired the whips, chains, handcuffs, dildos, vibrators and lubricants.The store was surprisingly spacious and took a lot of effort to keep it looking perfect. There was a lot more to this place than just a shop. There was an attic room which seemed to have been set up as a classroom. There. was also a kitchen, staffroom and a large toilet block. I also suspected that there were more secrets that I was yet to discover and certainly some hidden rooms within the vicinity. The owners for example lived here somewhere but it wasn't a room I had ever seen.One evening one of the assistants was just leaving as I arrived. She looked me up and down whilst I was wearing my highly unattractive cleaners tabard. “You can help yourself to any of the clothes, costumes or lingerie, you know,” she said w

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All Chapters of WATCH ME EXPLODE, DADDY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

COLLECTION 1: Soaked in Sin(I)

Soaked in Sin(II)

Soaked in Sin(III)

Soaked in Sin(IV)

COLLECTION 2: The Sex Shop(I)