Her Filthy Neighbor Bundle E-Book

Sharon Love

• Herausgeber: Adult Tagged
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Claimed Coeds and Filthy Older Neighbors!
This filthy bundle of short stories involve ALL the filthy neighbors who desire and lust for sexual gratification in the Her Filthy Neighbor Series. They offer limited backstory, so you can get to the good parts fast.

Filthy Long Title List:
She Teases Her Filthy Neighbor At A Club
She Opens Her Filthy Mouth For Her Neighbor
Her Filthy Neighbor Saw Her Orgasm Video Online
Her Filthy Neighbor Knocked Her Up After Curfew
Teasing My Filthy Neighbor On A Hot Summer Night
Claimed By Her Filthy Neighbor The Auctioneer
Caught Soaking By Her Filthy Neighbor
Filthy Neighbor Watches Her With Her Boyfriend
Claimed By Her Filthy Voyeur Neighbor
Tricked Into A Threesome By Her Filthy Neighbor
Picked Up By Her Loud Mouthed Filthy Neighbor
Her Filthy Neighbor Plays Games In the Attic

Experience multiple quick climaxes with this erotic taboo claiming short story bundle. Tap the buy button and possess twelve satisfying endings for yourself.

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Copyright

She Teases Her Filthy Neighbor At A Club

She Opens Her Filthy Mouth For Her Neighbor

Her Filthy Neighbor Saw Her Orgasm Video Online

Her Filthy Neighbor Knocked Her Up After Curfew!

Teasing My Filthy Neighbor On A Hot Summer Night

Claimed By Her Filthy Neighbor The Auctioneer

Caught Soaking By Her Filthy Neighbor

Filthy Neighbor Watches Her With Her Boyfriend

Claimed By Her Filthy Voyeur Neighbor

Tricked Into A Threesome By Her Filthy Neighbor

Picked Up By Her Loud Mouthed Filthy Neighbor

Her Filthy Neighbor Plays Games In the Attic

Also by Sharon Love

About the Author

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Her Filthy Neighbor Series Bundle

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Her Filthy Neighbor Series

By Sharon Love

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Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY.

This is a work of erotic fiction and contains GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF SEX, WHICH MAY OFFEND SOME AUDIENCES. This book is meant for MATURE AUDIENCES AGED 18 OR OLDER.

All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older and all sex acts are consensual by all characters involved.

Sharon Love is an Author of Adult Tagged

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She Teases Her Filthy Neighbor At A Club

By Sharon Love

I had my vices. My needs. All men do and we do it behind closed doors and with our wives. Except my wife left me, so I joined an exclusive Men’s Club. They provided the usual services for outrageous prices, but we paid them. I didn’t dare pay for the premium to follow one of the women upstairs to a room. I knew they were prostitutes. I knew I’d get laid, but I liked sex the old fashioned way. Without money changing hands.

There was another service I got addicted to instead. It was the glory hole. The act of taking my cock out, sticking it in a hole for inspection, and feeling an unidentified set of luscious lips sucking on it was a climactic thrill for me. I could get sucked off all evening.

Some nights I held back as long as I could to prolong the buildup before cumming. Most blowjobs were par for the course. The women barely even tried to get me off. There was one pair of lips that was well worth the money that I paid to stand there with my dick in a hole.

When her sensual lips locked on my cock and sucked me to orgasmic climax, I was in blowjob heaven. The experienced slut on the other side was going so far into town on my big cock that I was actually disappointed when I shot my load.

She only sucked me off a few times and each time I was so enthralled with her treatment that I could hardly stand, much less rush out to the club and try to find her. That was pointless anyway. The girls worked from the back. None of the women in front were the ones that sucked cocks, but I’d like to think that some of those plump lipped beauties took their turn at the glory hole.

If I could find the skilled sucker, I’d take her in my bed and fuck the shit out of her. I figured if her lips felt that good wrapped around my cock, her pussy had to feel a hundred times better.

One evening after a jar dropping orgasm, I buttoned up, hustled out, and checked every woman for a smile on her face. She had to be enjoying herself. I just knew I could recognize her glow. Plus I gave myself some insurance. I pulled out and smeared my cum on her cheek.

I was walking around the club in a euphoric daze. “Glory hole?” I asked, walking up to a dancer in a pink and black corset.

“No sugar,” she answered with a smile. “Try Yvette.” She pointed to a dirty blonde a few feet away.

“Glory hole?” I placed a hand on the young lady’s shoulder. She twisted around, wiping her lips with her pinkie.

This is her. My blowjob sweetie. I thought for a second. Then she turned all the way around. “Drew! What the hell are you doing here?”

Mother fucking hell, did I just get blown by my neighbor’s daughter? I still had a hand on her shoulder, so I locked the other one on her other shoulder and shook her. “Answer me!”

“I don’t know how to answer you,” she said, looking around the club, darting her eyes at everything but me.

Damn she looks guilty. “Did you fucking just come from the glory hole?”

“No. No I didn’t. Are you a member?”

I took a good look at her. In the club lighting she easily looked like she was in her twenties. Hell, she was only nineteen. She was wearing a dress I’d never seen her wear before. It was a hand knit, cut down to her navel and leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Dennis.” She snapped her fingers, gaining my attention. “Why are you here?”

“I’m an adult man with urges and needs.” My glance wandered down to her chest which was half exposed. Her perky tits were out in the open with nothing but a pasty to cover the nipple. “We have to go. I have to get you home. Does your mother know?”

“I can’t leave. I work here.” She perched a hand on her hip, seductively. “Sex sales, baby.”

“Fuck I know that, but why—why—do you?” My thoughts returned to the extreme blow job I’d just received. Then to the women who went back with men to the rooms upstairs. “Ahh, baby girl. Tell me you don’t!”

“I have a rep to protect, Dennis.” She held out her hand. “Give me some money and we can go to a room.”

“Out! Get out!” I grabbed her by the elbow and tugged her toward the door. She stumbled. I stopped to help her. When I turned back around a wall of a man in a black suit was standing in front of me.

“Uh, huh, Mister,” he said with his massive hand pressed against my chest. “Take your hands off the lady.”

“You don’t understand. She’s my—um—my daughter.” I attempted to explain. “Tell him Drew.” I turned to her, begging for her to back me up. She didn’t have a chance to be on my side.

“She’s not your daughter in here. She’s my responsibility.” The man spoke firm and loud. I had to concede, if I wanted to leave with all my bones unharmed.

“I get it.” I lifted my hand off Drew. The man scooted her around behind him. Looking past his large frame, I spoke to her. “Drew, please take off early. We need to talk.”

“Okay, daddy.” Her timid voice said from behind her protector.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed on my way out to the car. “What a messed up fucking evening. Drew is working at my club. Hell she could be my blowjob sweetie. Fuck!”

Driving away from the establishment I was both disappointed and extremely turned on. The taboo implications of a young girl I knew and one that lived next door was sucking my cock was one hell of a turn on. My stiff dick grew harder with every second I considered having a taboo affair with Drew. Hell with her curves and nimble body, I bet she’s one hell of a fuck.

Straining not to jack off while I drove, I was barely keeping my hands on the wheel when my phone pinged with a text. It was from Drew.

Drew: Dennis, I’m sorry. Bruce didn’t mean any harm.

“Fucking hell, why is she texting me. She knows I can’t text and drive.” I picked up the phone, and hit the call button to talk to her. “Drew are you in the car? Are you coming home? Did you quit?”

“Slow down,” she said. “No. I’m on break. I have to talk to you about work, but I can’t talk while I’m working.”

“Why not? Are they hurting you? Are you being threatened? Should I turn the car around?” Hearing her voice on the phone did nothing to soften my dick. Shit it made it harder.

“No. I’m not in trouble. I just need to explain some things. Will you wait up for me tonight? I’ll come over to your place.”

Talking to her was oddly arousing, which it never had been before. I got off the phone quick by agreeing to stay up until she got off work.

My thoughts after the phone call were jumbled to say the least. On one hand my neighbor’s daughter, who I assumed up until that night was a virgin was really working at a gentleman’s club. Everything I knew about Drew was shattered. She’s not a good girl. She’s a slut.

I argued with myself all the way home. By the time I drove up in the driveway I was convinced she was a full blown hooker, turning tricks, and coming home to sleep under her poor innocent mother’s roof.

“Jody?” I said when Drew’s mother answered the door. I looked into her eyes and was speechless. I couldn’t tell her what I knew about her daughter. Not until I found out more. “Do you mind if I use your laptop? Mine’s on the fritz.”

“No problem, Dennis, but I’m on my way out. Girl’s night out.” She fluttered her eyelashes, but wasn’t flirting with me. I was not her type. She was looking for an investment banker. “Don’t lock the door when you leave, Drew may not have her keys.”

“Oh, is she at work?” I asked, feeling out what was said between the two about Drew’s job.

“Always,” Jody laughed. “She loves waitressing.”

“Right, well. I won’t be long.” I held the door open for Jody to leave. “And I won’t search for porn.”

She laughed me off and as soon as she backed out of the driveway, I marched straight to Drew’s room. I was determined to find evidence of my theory before she arrived to explain her side to me.

“If I were a teenage prostitute where would I hide my toys from my mother?” I tapped my fingers together feeling like some kind of evil genius hatching a plan. I started by looking under her bed. It was messy, but no lube or vibrators. I checked her nightstand. She had hair clips, nail polish, lotion, jewelry, all ordinary stuff.

“The closet,” I exclaimed, jumping up off her bed. Searching through her panty box, I was finally vindicated. She had loads of silk panties, push up bras, thongs, lacy corsets, and fish net tights. All within the costume needs of a whore.

I took a deep breath, smelling her aroma in her closet. It was clean and flowery like the perfume she always wore. Sniffing one lace pair of panties I was taken back to my college years when my roommate had an overly sexual girlfriend. One night I woke up, with a pair of her panties between my toes. I sniffed them then and the smell of her sex was so strong I used the panties to jack off to for months. Never forgot her, never forgot the smell of her.

I wonder, I thought, searching the floor. Kicking around, I found the article of clothing that caused my stiff dick to jump.

There between my toes were a pair of Drew’s worn panties. I picked them up, and held them tight at my chest. Do I dare? The odor wafted up, without me having to bring them to my nose. The smell of sex was intoxicating. I was under a spell to recreate the masturbation session from my youth.

Controlled by lust, I backed up to her bed. Surrounded by her scent, I opened my pants and took out my cock. Hell he was so glad to be out on the open. He throbbed to jerk off.

Damn this is going to be one hell of an orgasm. I thought of a mixture of Drew’s tits and the girl from my past. Stroking with the silky fabric in my hand, I rubbed up and down my shaft and moaned out my fantasy.

“That’s it little slut, rub your essence all over daddy’s cock.” The silky touch increased my need to blast. I was seriously hardening faster than I was stroking my shaft. “Fuck little girl, fuck me, fuck me,” I groaned, aching to blow. “Oh, yes, yes!” I felt the need churning in my balls. A rope was at the tip of my cock.

“Dennis?” Drew said from the door. Her eyes widened in shock, focusing on my hard cock thumping to explode into her panties. “Fuck! Get Out!” She stomped her foot and balled up her fists.

Damn, did she pick a bad time to get home! I kept jacking, I couldn’t stop. “Come closer. Just give me a hand,” I begged.

“Gross! No!” She quickly turned to run away.

What the fuck! It’s not like she didn’t give hand jobs and blow jobs all night long. I rushed after her. If she gets away, I’m done for. “Come back here!” I demanded. Lucky for me the little slut was still in her high heels and slowed down to kick out of them. I caught her just before she slammed the guest bedroom door shut.

Grabbing her by the hair, I jerked her backward and held her down on her knees. “Listen little slut whore you started something and now you’re going to finish it.”

“No, Dennis I didn’t.”

“I saw you at the club. I know you were the one sucking me off.” I shook her by her hair, emphasizing every word with a yank of her head. “Do—your—job! Suck—my—cock!”

She looked up at me, her eyes full of tears, mascara running down her face, she pleaded, “I’m just a waitress.”

She was a good little actress. I saw the lust she had for my dick. It was hiding behind the tears, but it was there. She craved to fuck me as much as I did her. “Do it!” I commanded, ramming her face forward. First she held her lips closed, refusing to take me in. I slapped her hard, stinging her cheek with my palm. That got her mouth opened wide.

Forcing her on and off my rod was thrilling. She got into it fast too. Not only was she sucking my cock, but she was deep throating my long stick too. Hell it feels good to have my cock swallowed at my command. I closed my eyes and imagined I was standing at a glory hole. At her glory hole. Yes, it’s her lips turning me on. Her delicious swallow bringing me to full orgasm. I was throbbing, desperate to give her what she wanted. But is a blow job all this little slut wants? I yanked her off and brought her up to me.

Planting my lips on hers, I drove my tongue in her mouth and devoured her musky exchange. She refused to kiss me too. She was really playing up the reluctant victim. I smashed her jaw in my grip and sucked on her lips. Taking what I wanted I showed her, that I was in charge here.

Grabbing her tits, pulled a scream out of her. “Ouch! Stop it!” She pushed me back, and wiped my kiss off with the back of her hand.

“Bitch!” I yelled loosing it, I clawed at her knit dress, barely covering her body. It was easy to rip off her neck. The flimsy thing fell to the floor, leaving her standing there in her thong and a pair of pasties.

“Look at what you’ve been hiding,” I said, taking both tits in my grasp.

“Listen to me,” she cried, wrenching away.

“Too late, slut.” I ripped the pasties from her tits, exposing her perky nipples. “Oh, fuck! How many men? How many men, Drew?”

“I can’t say, but it’s not like that.”

“The hell it’s not.” I wasn’t listening to her lies. She kept trying to back out of giving me what I craved. I had to shut her up. Panties! I tangled my grip in her hair again. “I have to show you something.”

“What do you want? A free night?”

Reaching for the panties I’d tossed on the floor in a rush to chase after her, I picked them up, and stuffed them in her mouth. “Yes. And my way.”

Holding my hand over her mouth, choking her with the taste of her sex, I bent her over the side of the bed. “I know what men pay for a service like this at the club. You’re giving it to me to keep your secret.” Careful to keep her gagged with one hand over her mouth, I was able to hook her thong with my other thumb and yank it to the side.

A muffled no, repeated and she shook her body in protest. But she wasn’t getting away that easy. One harsh ass fucking wasn’t going to kill the little princess.

I lined my cock up, but hell she was tight. I smashed the tip up to her asshole and damn it hurt. “Mother fucker. Why haven’t you been stretched out tonight?” Frantic, I searched her bedside drawer and found a tube of lotion. “It ain’t perfect, but it’ll help.” I squirted a good dollop on her ass and smeared it in with my thumb. “Now we’re getting somewhere,” I groaned and forced my cock in her clenched crack.

“Ow, ow, ow,” she moaned, pushing the panties out of her mouth. “Dennis. Don’t do this. I’m a virgin.”

“An ass virgin? Hell that’s for sure, but this ain’t going to kill you.” I was already half invested, so I kept shoving. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, plowing into her tight ass. “Damn fucking hell this is amazing. How much do you get paid to do this?”

“I don’t. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. I’m just a waitress. I don’t have sex with clients.”