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Tales of Beverley

Novel By: XUXIKI
Erotica



Stories of a young woman accepting her wild erotic nature. View table of contents...


Chapters:

1 2 3

Submitted:Jul 30, 2012    Reads: 436    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Introduction

The thought of ménage a trios made his heart pound. Two women, two women at the same time, made him almost delirious. He could feel the blood draining into his loins. Tonight was going to be a good night, yes-sir-re, a damn good night. He was going to fuck them side by side first a mouth, then a pussy, and vice versa. He groaned as a hypotensive jolt almost gave him a stroke! He needs his head to stay focused, at least a few millilitres of his blood needed to circulate there also. Just imagine, she finally agreed. His sex crazed fuckbuddy finally saw the light, and damn was it long overdue. Beverley, ah Bev with her well-rounded, fat slippery pussy, and melon breasts that he just wanted to eat and eat and eat. He never grew tired of the smell of her, the feel of her under or on top of him. If hard-on's could be rated from 1 to 10, she fucking gave him a twenty again and again. Trying to refocus his attention back to the charts in front of him was at maximal, pointless, and he just couldn't wait for the meeting to finish so that he could go home to two wet and wild mouths and pussies.

Beverley looked at herself in the mirror. Maybe she should pluck that one hair on her left eyebrow and it will give her that extra bit of allure. Or maybe she should just leave it. Yes, she should leave it, it would be like adding insult to Picasso by drawing an extra line in his Les demoiselles d'Avignon. He wasn't going to notice her eyebrows anyway, and she definitely did not want him to focus his attention there. Rico, just the sound of his name made her gush. If only he could belong to her alone, if only. At least she got to have him this way, got to feel him enjoying himself as she opened herself up to him, if that was all he had to offer her, she would take it. She would take whatever he threw her way if she could have him, if even only for a night. Suggesting a threesome just to draw him back to her should make her feel disgusted with herself, but she felt excited. If she was going to do this, she was going to enjoy it just as much as he is. Just thinking of him enjoying himself almost made her pubic muscles contract. Damn whoever decided that she should be obsessed with pleasing him sexually. If she remembers the state of propriety correctly, women should enjoy sex when their partners are really trying to give them a good time. Not cum, when you see the zipper down, or contract when you think of him plunging deep inside of you with no regard to your enjoyment, or gush when you imagine him coming deep inside of you without asking if you already came. Sometimes she just wants him to fuck her silly, but no, her Rico would never do that, he is the quintessential lover. He refuses to be selfish, he gives and gives and gives, and he doesn't stop giving her what he knows she needs, and that's him; magnificent, glorious him.





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