Animal Training: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Jennifer Watkins

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even hive a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.


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I'd always liked dogs, and I'd been fucking since I was a teenager, but I had never thought of the possibility of having sex with any kind of animal until I became a dog groomer. In fact, I had never given any thought to being a groomer until I decided that I didn't have the brains or the money to become a veterinarian.
My cunt started getting itchy as hell when I was quite young. Not that I hadn't done some pleasurable experimenting before that age, of course. I'd been fingering my cunt, but I didn't actually discover the great pleasure in stimulating my clit until one night I saw my mother being fucked by one of her sex partners.
The man was about forty. Not bad-looking and he had what I know now to be a cock of average size. Six, maybe seven inches, and I can still picture the way his hairy ass lifted up and down while he fucked my pretty, well-stacked mother.

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Animal Training

Jennifer Watkins

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ONE

My cunt started getting itchy as hell when I was quite young. Not that I hadn't done some pleasurable experimenting before that age, of course. I'd been fingering my cunt, but I didn't actually discover the great pleasure in stimulating my clit until one night I saw my mother being fucked by one of her sex partners.

The man was about forty. Not bad-looking and he had what I know now to be a cock of average size. Six, maybe seven inches, and I can still picture the way his hairy ass lifted up and down while he fucked my pretty, well-stacked mother.

I figured out later that my mother wasn't really all that interested in being fucked. She didn't do much moving while the horny man fucked her, and I didn't hear her let out one moan or groan. The man did some fast breathing and groaning and grunting, though-all seeming to blend in with the swift movements of his humping ass.

At that point, when the swiftly fucking man was obviously spraying my mother's cunt with his hot jism, my probing finger found my clit. That elongated bud was tingling like crazy, seemingly vibrating in tune with the man's pistoning prick, as well as with my frigging fingers, and I'm sure I had the first real climax in my young life.