By Amanda Blaze
Buy new: $5.99
First tagged by Kristen Middleton Author
Customer tags: graphic sex, rape, erotica, group sex, graphic, explicit erotica, lesbian, threesome, erotika, kinky, explicit sex
Review & Description
Featuring Ashley Cooper's entire collection of hot and wild senior moments. From seducing her history teacher to visiting Santa's North Pole, she's sexy, manipulative, and isn't afraid to try new things.
Featuring:
Breaking Detective Jones
Breaking Frau Guggenheim
Under The Camel Toe
Voyeur
Losing Control
Warning: Adult Content
This book contains explicit sexual scenes and graphic language that may be offensive to some readers.
Intended for readers eighteen and older.
photography by Olga Ekaterincheva/shutterstock.com
Excerpt:
As I was wiping my hands with a paper towel, Billie Joe burst through the door, an unlit cigarette, dangling from her mouth. When she noticed me, she stopped and smiled. “Well, well, look who it is?”
“Hi,” I answered politely.
She moved towards me, like a panther stalking it’s prey, backing me up to the wall. “I’ve got a beef to pick with you,” she said, locking eyes with me.
She was as tall as me but something about her seemed so much larger than life. I don’t know if it was her tall Mohawk, the tattoos on her arms, or the multiple piercings, but the she’d always scared the crap out of me; especially at that particular moment.
I cleared my throat. “What do you mean?”
“Walking in on our scene, man,” she whispered, touching my hair. “That was supposed to be mine and Tracy’s little secret.”
I shivered. “Um, I’m sorry.”
She touched my cheek. “Tracy doesn’t want anyone to know. Fuck, she’s the head cheerleader. Nobody’s supposed to know how much she likes having her box eaten by another girl. But now,” she said. “Now you know. What are we going to do about that?”
I shook my head vehemently. “It’s okay. I won’t say anything, I promise.”
She squeezed my arm. “Why should I trust you?”
“Because, I’m not a gossiper.”
Her eyes moved to my tits. “You know, you’re breathing a little heavy,” she chuckled, moving her fingers above my shirt so they almost touched my right nipple, which was as hard as a rock. “Are you scared or is it something else?”
I didn’t say anything.
“So, Red…did you like what you saw?” she asked.
I couldn’t speak. I just stared at her, my heart beating wildly.
Her eyes narrowed and she placed a hand around my neck and squeezed it lightly. “Answer me,” she snapped.
I nodded.
She relaxed, loosening her grip. “That’s good, because when she went down on me, you know who I was thinking about?”
I licked my lips. “I…I don’t know.”
She moved her other hand to my breast and squeezed it a few times. “I was thinking about you,” she whispered. “I was thinking about sucking on these big round tits and eating your pussy until you begged me to stop.”
I closed my eyes as her hand moved from my breast and down to my skirt.
“I’ve been thinking about your pussy,” she whispered, finding my panties. “Wondering… if you’re truly a red-head.”
I whimpered as she slid her fingers inside of my panties... Read more
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