Coovered In Sin: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Lady McGowan

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Excerpt:

Wes stared greedily. Who ever would have believed this? Wholesome, demure Celia. Shy, reserved Wes. Here together on the floor of the locker room, on the brink of perverted lust. Reveling in this orgy of rape. Both of them lashed by a foul thing that lurks in the subterranean depths of their minds, a thing that prowls in darkness and preys on the weak human flesh.
She was ready for him, moving almost uncontrollably. He could actually observe her impatience, in spite of her bound and helpless condition. He moved to her and satisfied her craving.
Celia was scandalized by the picture in her mind's eye as the depravity of what that girl was doing became clear. The pace quickened. The flames raged over the girl, consuming her.
And .then the spell was broken! The illusion dissolved. Celia knew the truth. She was the girl in the picture, the frenzied, lust-crazed animal who was with this rapist. But this was rape no longer. She went into a dizzy twisting finish like a rocket spearing into the night sky. And there was nothing else but the sensation.
She took him with her to the rarified heights, as if she had completely accepted him, and his flesh was at peace at last.

Leseprobe

Coovered In Sin

Lady McGowan

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 1

"I'm a mess," she said irritably.

It was not true. Sue Parker was one of the most comely housewives in the development, not beautiful, but pretty in a glowing, healthy way. Her soft, wavy hair was a shade somewhere between brown and blonde. She had good features and even white teeth that she showed frequently in a radiant smile. Her eyes were bright and blue and wide-set. Today there was a smudge on one high cheekbone. She paused to tuck the tails of her blouse into the waistband of her stretch pants, and the thin material pulled tautly across her small, pointed breasts. At thirty-one, Sue had a lithe, girlish figure that showed to best advantage in tight clothing like the stretch pants. The synthetic fabric clung to her like a second skin, molding the contours of her backside and showing the elastic leg bands of the panties beneath.

Sue opened the door a crack, careful to leave the chain on. She saw a man with a black sample case, and her voice was sharp and unfriendly.

"What do you want?"

The caller was young, about twenty-five, quite good-looking and well dressed. He grinned pleasantly. "I represent the Sloan Publishing Company, ma'am, and this month we have a special on -" He never got the chance to complete the pitch.

"No!" she snarled and slammed the door in his face. She leaned back against it for a long time with her eyes closed. The old, familiar nausea spiraled up inside her once again. It had been over a year since the last tune she had allowed a door-to-door salesman to come into the house. But that seemed like yesterday.