Black Lace Fantasies - Kat Abad - E-Book

Black Lace Fantasies E-Book

Kat Abad

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"I wish I could tell you who Mrs. Lace is. I wish I knew. I don't know her real name or what her face looks like. I've only seen her in pictures and videos from the neck down." In "Black Lace Fantasies", Kat Abad dives into a sinfully sensual story spun around the mysterious Mrs. Lace, a married businesswoman who has only just begun exploring her affection towards women. Half truth, half fantasy, readers get to follow the two main female characters around as they grow more and more comfortable with each other. Over time, the initial shyness and playfulness are replaced by deep longing, lust, and a twisted powerplay, as Mrs. Lace discovers and unleashes her dark side. A wonderful tale of longing, pleasure, and the becoming of a mistress. Based on true fantasies.

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BLACK LACE FANTASIES

Kat Abad

Artcover: Giada Armani

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.

Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.

When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.

Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.

Open your mind and free your deepest desires.

All rights reserved. It is not permitted to copy, distribute or otherwise publish the content of this eBook without the express permission of the publisher. Subject to changes, typographical errors and spelling errors. The plot and the characters in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to dead or living people or public figures is not intended and are purely coincidental.

Prologue

I wish I could tell you who Mrs. Lace is. I wish I knew. I don’t know her real name or what her face looks like. I’ve only seen her in pictures and videos from the neck down. Her only form of social media I know is Twitter.

We became acquainted through this sex toy app I was promoting. She said she was curious about what it was. I explained how it worked and gave her access to control one of my sex toys. Her curiosity grew as we chatted more. Little did I know, she was playing with me while waiting for her husband to pick her up for dinner.

Many people would’ve been turned off by that, but I wasn’t. In fact, it was the opposite with me because I am fond of married women and couples. It’s an acquired preference I picked up over the years. Something about it excites me, but I can’t quite explain why. It triggers an arousal in me that spikes out of nowhere. I suppose it’s my obsession for love. Seeing people in love arouses me and adding to it makes me feel special.

A spark flew between us while we were sexting and suddenly, she had to go. I didn’t hear from her for a few days. So, I assumed she wasn’t interested. Then I received a message from her, saying she had shown her husband our messages on the app and it had excited him. They were looking into getting a toy for her. I hoped for it, but it hasn’t happened yet. Perhaps she changed her mind. It also may have something to do with the voice and video features, which is a boundary we agreed not to cross.

Instead, Mrs. Lace and I began sharing fantasies with each other through DM chat. It started off so innocent. She said she’d played with a few guys online in this way, but never with a woman. The thought had never even crossed her mind until she met me. Something about me had piqued her curiosity about lesbian sex.

Aside from my married woman fetish, absolutely nothing arouses me more than the thought of being someone’s first experience. My attraction multiplied. I was so excited to show her everything I knew about girl-on-girl action. We began a kinky game of pretend, unlike any other. It’s still ongoing between us. We have accrued hundreds of steamy threads from late February until now.

Our scenarios are set everywhere: her house, her office, my car, a Mexican beach resort, and different hotels I frequent. I travel quite often for work and school, so I basically live out of a suitcase and receive mail in three places. It’s complicated, but I like being on the road. Sometimes it just gets lonely. I’m not married or dating anyone, but I have my sex toys and erotica books to keep me warm. And now... the sexy Mrs. Lace.

Our fantasies get hotter and hotter each time we chat. I can’t seem to get enough of her. She’s like a drug. An addictive, seductive drug. I always need more and want more. The veil of mystery and anonymity keeps this carnal energy trapped between us. We're like two animals in heat, in a cage.