EROTICA:SHORT STORIES TABOO SEX ROMANCE BUNDLE DIRTY GROUP BOOKS (Menage MM Rough Gay BDSM Lesbian Foursome Stepdaddy Threesome Stepbrother Milf Daddy

by CELENE CAREY

  He held me close and wrapped his arms around my torso. He turned my head to face his behind me and laid a gentle kiss on my lips.

  He said, “That was the best I ever had.”

  I couldn’t reply, as I felt tears begin to form in my eyes. I turned away from him and he gently kissed my neck, while continuing to hold me.

  I couldn’t believe it. Just a short time ago, I was wishing to be Ted Hawks, and now he had just thoroughly fucked me.

  Our lives would never be the same.

  BOOK 30

  ME, HIM & HIS CLOSEST FRIEND

  ( MMF Too Big Men Taboo Ménage Romance Stories )

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  EXCERPT from – ME , HIM & HIS CLOSEST FRIEND

  I remembered my favorite toy and I sat up. I went to my drawer where I kept it before. It had a seven inch dildo and a vibrating prong for my clit. I took it back to the bed with me. I parted my lips and shoved it in so that it sat just inside my entrance. Spun the dildo around so the prong rested against my clit, ready to work. I was trembling as I looked at my reflection. I exhaled, breathed hard, switched it on and gasped as its vibration hit on my clit, the tremor began to run through me, titillating me.

  I lay back and wrapped my fingers around it, pressing it deeper into me, I was so wet it was sliding smoothly in against my walls. The buzzing ran all the way along my folds. It drove me crazy. I tried to keep my legs still but all I wanted to do was to explode in ecstasy. The prongs hit me just where I needed it and my clit didn’t know what it was, it jumped hard and tight. I gasped, moaned and writhed about all over the bed. I wanted to peak myself then deny my orgasm a couple times before I explode into climax. I wanted it to be massive. My whole body shook in anticipation. I imagined the prongs were Tony’s stiff thick tongue, flicking slickly over and under my erected clit and him feasting on my pussy with no reservations whatsoever, his tongue inside, working his mouth greedily, happily, sloppily on my pussy, pulling on the lips and burying his tongue as I wet into his mouth with juices, juices running after juices, drip my slick juices on his tongue, force feed it into his mouth, grabbing the back of his head stuffing his face.

  In response, I pushed the level up on the vibrator and . . . To continue reading download a copy of this book Now – ***FREE*** for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members.

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  Table of Content

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 1

  From the bathroom, I headed to the full length mirror on my plain white wall in my room. No towel around my body as I stood there. I looked ahead at my nakedness in the mirror. My wedding ring was twenty-eight karats diamond. It sharply reflected a sparkly bright glint of psychedelic light that somehow glared as if it was stabbing into my vision. I squinted my eyes a little as I ran my hands down the smooth hour-glass curve of my mid-rift. On the outside I was looking great, the narrowing slope of my waist and broad fleshy curves of my hips were pretty sexy, but on my inside I was empty. Yes, I was married but I was already missing Tony. Tony wasn’t my husband.

  I didn’t miss Tony for his looks, for I already had that from his strikingly handsome brother, Zac, who was the man I was married to. Well not his blood brother, but that’s what they call themselves, brothers and it was one of those brotherhood that boys took serious, even I, have just come to refer to them as brothers and most of their friends actually thought they were more than brothers they were twins. They were of the exacting age and I had them both or somewhat. But still, I was happy that unofficially his closest friend that looked so much like him, was mine. Though they looked alike in almost every way, there was one very noticeable difference. Tony packed a package bigger than my husband’s and Tony damn sure knew how to use that glorious cock of his. Oh damn, I really was yearning for him to stretch me once again, I so desired for him to stretch me over and over and over again until my whole body spilled over into leg-twisting orgasm. I wasn’t a girl to orgasm easily and Tony had made me orgasmed thrice in one session, it was unbelievable.

  We had been seeing each other behind my husband’s back. To be very honest I enjoyed every inch of Tony’s massive cock more than I regretted what I’ve done. I felt so renewed, so refreshed, so young whenever I was with his brother. I looked in the mirror and smiled at myself as my skin seemed to glow as much as my ring did. Memories of my hidden times with Tony gave me tingles. No man has ever made me feel this way before. He made me feel whole again, or rather, like a virgin once more.

  Tony had discovered new bounds in me that I literally had no idea about. He had released a sinful crave in me that I shouldn’t have. This was not just adultery but adultery with his closest friend, his twin, his other half he grew up with almost all his life.

  With Zac, sex had never once been like that before and I always thought there was something wrong with me because I really ever orgasmed. I’ve never had a hard earth-shattering orgasm that I truly screamed from pleasure before, or orgasmed three times in one day moreover three times in one session. Tony’s fuck did something unexplainable to me, I think I may have been hooked and I needed to never have us happening ever again, no matter how much my flesh yearned for him, this is so wrong. But yet I had never felt so alive! Or exhausted. Or ravenous. A cock had never felt more delicious.

  Thinking of him and his wide reddish nipples made me horny. Thinking of him naked on top of me, behind me, inside me deep and stretching me that I felt it so far inside my canal made me so wet. I made a puffy sigh then strolled from the mirror and lay on the bed. I fought to keep the heat quiet inside my loin. I pulled my knees up and curled them under my belly.

  I decided not to deny myself the pleasure of the flesh. No more shutting myself away and behaving like a nun in a convent. I poured myself a glass of wine and got all relaxed. I tried to clear my mind but fiery intense moments with Tony was all I could reminisce on. No matter how I tried to think straight I kept having flashes of him and it was as if I could even still feel what he felt like inside me. I could remember clearly, how he took charge, he was a bit rough the way he totally dominated me as if I was weightless. Reminiscing on the red heated passion between me and my husband’s brother was making me so hot I wanted to touch my pussy.

  I went back to the mirror. I have thick thighs that you can’t help but notice. Though I just celebrated my thirty-seventh birthday my small breasts were still quite firm. Sometimes I wished my breasts were bigger and fuller though. I had what they would call a pear shape, small at the top and wide at the hips. My ass was my favorite part of my body, tight and still as firm as if I were a teenager. My legs were a bit short, toned and shapely. I was turned on by looking at myself. I felt the heat between my legs getting more immense, thicker and stronger. Calling.

  I sat on the long edge of the bed and slowly massaged m
y strawberry scented lotion over my body, starting with my arms. I massaged each thigh, resisting the urge to touch or go higher to my horny groin.

  I raised my head to look at myself. The sweet strawberry aroma of the lotion quickly filled the room. I slid the silky liquid in palms up and down and battled hard with the urge to dip my fingers between my thighs and into my pussy.

  I could see it in my eyes, desire, lust and want. My nipples were standing. I felt warm and inviting in my own hands. My areoles rose and were obvious around my nipples. I twirled the head of my nipples between my fingers. My nipples were a bright pink and stiff. I desired him so much I ached in all my sensitive spots that I wanted to be kissed in or penetrated. I wanted his huge cock to fill inside me. I wanted him to barge his whole length far down into my passage and stretch me as deep as he could. I wanted to feel the pain while he slid into me then him going hard and thrusting rough. Ravaging me.

  I felt my heart pounding too hard in my chest at my filthy thoughts. I was unable to wait any longer. The throbbing between my legs was calling too loud to resist. I knew exactly how I wanted to touch myself, where I wanted to touch myself, rub, finger, fuck myself.

  I had to touch, had to quench this burning fire inside. I wanted to quickly get my fingers on my clit and please myself but instead I punished my clit. I slowly slithered and teased my hands down my abdomen but only teasing, never touching my clit. My legs twisted and writhe on the ruffled sheets while the anticipation of my own touch killed me.

  The sheets felt a bit cool squashed against the weight of my naked thighs. I was already wet, really wet, so wet that I could see the pink brim of my lips glisten in the mirror, feel my juice trickling down my entrance. I was so wet and I didn’t even touch myself as yet.

  I softly stroked a finger along the top of my thighs and barely brushed on the outside of my warmth, still not going in. A few small ripples shuddered through me as I gasped. I could smell my own juices and even smell my heat.

  I watched in the mirror as I parted my lips with two fingers and then slipped a finger in my stir of pink heat. Withdrew them, brought them to my mouth and sucked the juices clean. This is how I taste, I thought, hot and sweet.

  I started to stroke all the way along the length of my slippery folds, watched how my body reacted, contracted and released, I glided one hand to cupping my breast and gently massaged it while my other hand kept up a firm circular motion running between my clit and my entrance. Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing. My body tightened, I was going over the freaking cliff to orgasm. I threw my head back, moaned, bit my lips tight, my eyes closed. Rubbed my clit harder, faster, mercilessly. I was soaking wet down there, my fingers slid everywhere and I could hear squelches as I brushed my lips together. Fuck my pussy noises sounded so sexy. I went harder, my squelching noises got louder.

  I tried to calm down a little, I desperately needed to climax, but I felt this was not enough for me. I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to fuck me so hard and deep within. To be stretched thin by his thick huge cock. My clit was swollen with a pale heat emanating from it. My fingers were still slipping off my clit against my slippery juices. I applied some pressure, pressing on my clit to keep the sensation on target.

  I remembered my favorite toy and I sat up. I went to my drawer where I kept it before. It had a seven inch dildo and a vibrating prong for my clit. I took it back to the bed with me. I parted my lips and shoved it in so that it sat just inside my entrance. Spun the dildo around so the prong rested against my clit, ready to work. I was trembling as I looked at my reflection. I exhaled, breathed hard, switched it on and gasped as its vibration hit on my clit, the tremor began to run through me, titillating me.

  I lay back and wrapped my fingers around it, pressing it deeper into me, I was so wet it was sliding smoothly in against my walls. The buzzing ran all the way along my folds. It drove me crazy. I tried to keep my legs still but all I wanted to do was to explode in ecstasy. The prongs hit me just where I needed it and my clit didn’t know what it was, it jumped hard and tight. I gasped, moaned and writhed about all over the bed. I wanted to peak myself then deny my orgasm a couple times before I explode into climax. I wanted it to be massive. My whole body shook in anticipation. I imagined the prongs were Tony’s stiff thick tongue, flicking slickly over and under my erected clit and him feasting on my pussy with no reservations whatsoever, his tongue inside, working his mouth greedily, happily, sloppily on my pussy, pulling on the lips and burying his tongue as I wet into his mouth with juices, juices running after juices, drip my slick juices on his tongue, force feed it into his mouth, grabbing the back of his head stuffing his face.

  In response, I pushed the level up on the vibrator and it increased speed and intensity as my moans got louder and more out of control. My legs were going wild, thrashing and wriggling, knees buckling, criss-crossing. The vibration echoed heavily along my fold. The buildup swelled and I felt myself tensing and ready to explode. I screamed as one orgasm after another crashed through my body. Strong violent orgasms, my back arched, my body convulsed, my thighs slammed together. My vaginal muscles were in a spasm. They contracted so powerfully that the toy almost fired out. I held it there to keep the tremors coming. Throbs after throbs as I still climaxed.

  Sweat trickled down between my breasts, matched by the flow of my juices between my legs. I took the vibration down a level; I still felt the pulses in me. Exhausted, I switched it off and removed it. I put it on the bedside table and slipped two fingers inside. I was still twitching strongly enough to be able to grip my fingers. I couldn’t touch my clit, it was swollen and far too sensitive. I put my hands on my stomach and I could feel the throbs deep inside my very soul. My chest fell and fell as I struggled to breathe normally.

  I sat up and I noticed the pool of juice on my bed. I stared at my vibrator; it was still slick with my juice, all glossy and pink. I tentatively touched it, it was warm from being on, on the highest speed. There was a knock on the door.

  I was naked and felt weak to stand. I didn’t answer the door. I knew Zac had his keys.

  The knocking continued. Why the hell Zac don’t just let himself in. I ignored it. It was persistent. The knocking was quickly growing into annoyance, so I rolled out the bed. I knew Zac was due to be home, but I knew he had his keys so he wouldn’t be banging down the door like that. He was that kind of a person. Then who could it be?

  Reaching in front the door I decided to spy through the peep-hole to see who was so pressing to get into my house. I gasped and my breath stuck mid-way my throat. I couldn’t believe it.

  CHAPTER 2

  It was Tony.

  He banged on the door again. I swiftly opened the door before he was through with the knock. His knocking fist stopped in mid air.

  “Are you crazy? You know Zac’s gonna be here any minute now. What are you doing here?”

  “I came to see you, Cassie.”

  “Are you trying to get us killed? You know Zac has a temper and if he ever . . .”

  “But I just wanna . . .”

  “But you just wanna die. Zac might walk in on us, please just leave now, I don’t want no trouble.” I said firmly and began closing the door in his face.

  He swiftly crutched the door with the tip of his shoe before it swung fully closed.

  “Just give me a minute please. Please listen. I promise it won’t take long.” I looked into his blue eyes and my motions slowed. I paused, I try not to look in his eyes any longer as to hide my true feelings but I couldn’t look away. I stared back into my eyes and I could already feel and heat between us. I took a soft breath, then hesitantly opened the door wider.

  “It will be quick, I promise. It’s just that I really miss you so much,” He said.

  Quick? What did he meant by quick? Was he talking about a quickie? Good gosh! I couldn’t keep my mind off sex around Tony. Could I? The thought of him bending me over and fucking me quick with his clothes right now in the living brought a strong pulse between my legs. He looked b
ehind him to see if Zac’s car was driving in or was anywhere close.

  He stared at me with a lusty gaze, stripping my towel from around with his eyes.

  “I’mma be honest with you, I’ve been really thinking of you a lot since the last time and I can’t pull it together. I have to have you again.”

  “No way Tony! Are you freaking mad? I told you the last time that it was the last time. I don’t have feelings for you like that, it was just a mistake that will never happen again, so wipe that thought off your mind.”

  Maybe Zac will be working late tonight. I hissed and closed the door behind him. I was naked underneath. He tried to pull me into a hug, I touched on his belt and shoved him away with all my power, my hands slipped up on his hard abs. My shove had very little effect. His tall muscular structure had barely shifted, he stepped back even closer to me, into my personal space never shifting his eyes out of mine.

  He wetted his lips and because he towered so much over me he had to bow his head in attempting to kiss me on the lips. His lower lip was so pink and sexy I got hot at the thought of them on me. He slowly lowered his lips closer and closer to mine, my eyes affixed on his lips lowering towards me. My eyes fluttered close. No I can’t. I slam open my eyes.

  I palmed away his lips, chucking his face away from me and turning away my head in disgust at his action. His eyes enlarged.

  “Heyyy, heey, what’s that for?”

  “That’s for disrespecting my marriage, I told you no. You didn’t hear me?”