Backdoor of Sin (Forbidden Fantasies #62) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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When I step inside, the lights are low and the dulcet sounds of soft murmurs greet my ears. But it’s the sights that get me going because next to me on a couch are a couple engaged in full-on penetrative sex. I watch hungrily as the woman notches the man at her opening and then slides down his massive shaft, her head tossed back with bliss.

“Mmm!” she cries out. “That feels so good.”

The man doesn’t answer because he’s sucking desperately at a nipple, which only makes her clutch his head to her breast harder.

“Yes, baby,” she moans. “Taste my tits.”

I watch for a moment, appreciating her technique. The girl knows how to move like a porn star, and her body slides sinuously up and down, her pussy wiping their combined arousal onto his shaft before forming a wet ring at the bottom.

But that’s only the beginning. All over the drawing room are couples, threesomes, and even more involved in dirty play. One woman’s getting it in her backdoor while draped over a padded wooden horse, her expression one of pure ecstasy, while on a rug in front of the fireplace, five women form a daisy chain. Yes, it’s what it sounds like. All five women are fully nude and lying on their sides with one leg extended in the air. Their pussies gleam wetly, but that’s not it. As the woman in back licks a juicy slit, the woman getting her slit licked bends her head forward to savor the slit of the woman in front. It’s perfect, if you ask me, because everyone gets a taste of pleasure while giving pleasure at the same time, and judging from the cries of ecstasy emanating from the chain, all five women are going to come soon.

But a wave of nausea rises in my stomach then, and I know it’s time to get to work. If I don’t get some hard dick in my ass soon, I’m going to vomit all over this expensive furniture, so I better get on with the seduction. Quickly, I shed my trench coat, tossing it carelessly over a divan. Then, I check my bra and panties. Yes, the small patches of fabric are arranged just so, and with a smile, I lie back on the divan before spreading my legs for all comers.

At first, no one really notices because they’re so caught up in their own activities. As a result, I decide to take things to the next level. I hitch my knees over my arms, lifting my legs a bit so that my pelvis is canted forward and then slowly push the patch of fabric to the side so that my pussy’s revealed. She’s exquisite, gleaming wetly under the low lights, and I sigh while reaching one hand to stroke my clit. A few circles to the right, a few circles to the left, and soon, my hole is juicing wetly.

But I need more than that. I need a man who will give it to me in my back door, and as a result, I lean forward just a bit before spitting onto my anus. I know it sounds hard to do, and it is, especially when you’re pregnant because the mound of my belly is slightly blocking my view. But somehow I manage, and the glob of saliva drops on my folds before rolling down to cover the dark hole of my ass. Mm, it feels warm and gooey, and with a secret smile, I begin massaging the liquid into my pleats, occasionally slipping a finger into my back door.

Like magic, a man materializes before me. He’s gorgeous with broad shoulders, a muscular chest, and six pack abs, although I can’t see much of his face. Instead, he’s wearing a ram’s head mask that hides his eyes and cheekbones, although I can see that his jaw appears to be cut of stone.

“Can I help you, pretty girl?”

I let out a soft giggle while winking my asshole at him.

“You sure can,” I coo. “Do you think you can push that into here?” I ask, nodding at his massive shaft. After all, the tool he’s brandishing is utterly enormous. It’s rock hard and jutting out from his waist, about nine inches in length. Thick blue veins line the top and bottom, and my mouth goes dry in anticipation of having him in me. I’d love it in my mouth. My pussy. My ass. Everywhere. But first, I need it in my bottom so that I can rid myself of these terrible waves of nausea.

“Baby girl, I can fit it into any hole,” he drawls before kneeling before me. Then he bends his head and kisses my clit tenderly before sliding his tongue all the way down to my anus. He gently laps it a few times before forming his tongue into a point and literally fucking my tiny star with his tongue.


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