Annabelle The Party Pony E-Book

C J Edwards

• Herausgeber: Erotic Dreams
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Serie: Sex on Tap
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 34

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 1905

Beschreibung

Catching the gorgeous American college girl shoplifting in my sex shop had been a real bonus. Both her and her trophy-wife mom were now effectively my slaves.

I had already used both of them at the store and had visited the yummy mummy in her hotel suite to make my point clear. Now it was young Annabelle's turn again. She was to be my ticket to a very exclusive party - as part of the entertainment. Annabelle the eighteen-year-old student and shoplifter – was to be Annabelle the Pony Girl, ready to serve her Master and anyone else I wanted to share her with. And Annabelle was surprisingly amenable!

BDSM extreme. 

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ANABELLE THE PARTY PONY

(SEX ON TAP #3)

Copyright © 2017 by C J Edwards

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Adult Reading Material

All characters depicted are over the age of eighteen.

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ANNABELLE THE PARTY PONY

My job as a sex shop store detective had great perks and I was about to use one of them!

This perk was called Annabelle and she was an eighteen-year-old American teenager with long blonde hair, a pretty face and a tidy body. She was also a spoilt rich-kid who was completely indebted to me, thanks to two videos - one that showed her stealing from my shop and the second one that showed me humping her in the back room with her equally delicious mother!

I had made a house call on mummy since then, but in the couple of days that had passed since Annabelle’s wake-up call, she hadn’t yet heard from me and I knew she would have pushed it all to the back of her mind in an attempt to forget. Time for rude awakening number two!

The video clip I emailed to her was cleverly edited by yours truly and was Hollywood quality. It started with a close up of her stuffing store merchandise in her bag and then cut straight to an unknown man (me) ramming her from behind while fingering her mother. Both women had expressions of ecstatic joy pasted across their pretty faces and there was no evidence of coercion – it was pure porn!

The unwritten message the email contained was crystal clear as Annabelle knew I had access to her entire contacts list. She emailed me straight back.:

When are you going to leave me alone?

I grinned and let her stew for an hour before replying:

I suggest you lose the attitude unless you want Daddy to get something exciting in his inbox. You are entertaining at a party of mine this evening so you had better be on your best behaviour! I will pick you up at six. Wear whatever you like – I have a costume for you!

She replied to that one with several other emails, full of questions but I just ignored them. She would learn soon enough what the evening had in store for her!

I had been ever so slightly dishonest with the girl though. The party wasn’t actually mine but a huge, extravagant affair being thrown by a billionaire acquaintance. I had been to a couple before and it was only my ability to produce fresh and exciting new talent like Annabelle that got me through the very selective door!

I did pick her up personally though as there was always the possibility with a young woman like Annabelle that she might back out or do something unpredictable. She didn’t! Annabelle was waiting next to the intercom when I pressed the call button and two minutes later, I was standing in her apartment and looking her up and down.

The fresh-faced blonde had dressed in an expensive looking blouse and skirt with kitten heels, which was a huge improvement on the grungy teenager look I had seen her in last. That had been exciting to fuck but this was altogether different. I deliberated whether I had time to do her before the party as I glanced at my watch – Hell, why not! A blowjob at the very least!

“Well?” I raised my eyebrows at the little cutey.

“Well what?” She had lost none of her attitude.

“Come here!” She stared daggers at me but was already closing the gap between us, swaying her hips in an uber-provocative way as she walked. I lifted her chin and looked at her naïve and pretty face for a moment, before kissing her slowly and with passion.

I eventually came up for air. “Who do you belong to?” I asked simply.