Lascivious Aunt: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Anita Mandelay

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

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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 give a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.

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Marie's cunt was heating up faster and faster. She tried to imagine how her son could have seen her pussy. She wasn't the type to parade around the house in the nude in the presence of her son. Even though the things she was hearing in the cabin shocked her, there was something wildly exciting about hearing her son discussing her cunt with her two handsome young nephews. Could he really have seen her secret place? Or was he merely lying in an effort to protect the girl who had really let him see her pussy?

Leseprobe

Lascivious Aunt

Anita Mandelay

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER ONE

It had been thoughtful of Marie's sister to invite Ronnie and her to spend a few days at her cabin in northern Michigan, but her thoughtfulness was not at all surprising. Thoughtfulness was as much a part of Rhoda's personality as her warmth and easiness with people. Marie considered herself lucky to have a sister like Rhoda, and she knew that her sister shared her feelings of affection. No two sisters had ever been closer, Marie knew. She knew too that their closeness was at least in part the result of their shared suffering. Life had not treated them well, at least not in matters of the heart.

Both sisters had lost their husbands tragically, although in different ways. Marie's husband Mike had been killed in a hunting accident in Canada five years earlier. Rhoda's husband Dave had somehow gotten himself involved with another woman, leading to a stormy and ugly divorce, from which Rhoda had never fully recovered emotionally.

Actually, Marie knew, neither she nor her lovely sister had ever fully recovered from the emotional trauma that had come with such tragic losses in their lives.

Marie had been unable to relate to men since her husband's death. Every time she had allowed herself to get close to a man she was filled with a terrible dread of becoming attached again. She was held back from sexual relationships by the dread of losing her man again. She knew how silly her fears were, but they held her back, nonetheless. Everything in life suddenly seemed so impermanent to her.

She could marry again of course. Men were attracted to her like moths to a flame. Even while she had been married to Mike several men had tried to lure her away for extramarital affairs, but she had resisted their advances, preferring instead the sense of inner satisfaction she felt in knowing that she belonged to one man and one man alone. In a sense, Marie was still married to Mike, married at least to his memory. She could have all the men she wanted as lovers too, she knew, but even that would not satisfy her. She longed for the sense of permanence that her loss of her husband had taken from her life. Lovers were not permanent.