Someone Else’s Older Man Bundle E-Book

Sharon Love

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

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Dirty Dozen of Stories bundled together to satisfy your older man younger woman craving!
Age differences, but equal desires are in all the Someone Else’s Older Man Shorts. If you’re in the mood for a one-handed quickie to satiate a naughty urge, this bundle is for you. 
If you’re looking for a romance between a compatible male/female couple having squeaky clean sex, stop reading now. 
This bundle includes all 12 books in this series: 
Making An Older Man Mine
My Enemy’s Older Man
Older Man Next Door
My Older Man Boss
Unprotected New Older Man
Secret Older Man Obsession
Desiring An Older Man
Public Pleasing An Older Man
Stretched By An Older Man
Dirty Older Man Neighbor
Role Play For an Older Man
Super Hard Older Man Hero
Still reading? This collection of short stories contains explicit descriptions of consenting adults of a legal age engaging in spontaneous sex acts. Events such as oral sex, menage, first time for front and back doors, and more are included all for you. 
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Table of Contents

Copyright

Making An Older Man Mine

My Enemy's Older Man

Older Man Next Door

My Older Man Boss

Unprotected New Older Man

Secret Older Man Obsession

Desiring An Older Man

Public Pleasing An Older Man

Stretched By An Older Man

Dirty Older Man Neighbor

Role Play For An Older Man

Super Hard Older Man Hero

Also by Sharon Love

About the Author

Guide

Contents

Someone Else’s Older Man

12 Dirty Dozen Of Stories

Someone Else’s Older Man Series

By Sharon Love

Second Edition*, eBook Edition.

© 2018 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

*This collection was previously published under the title Someone Else’s Daddy.

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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MAKING AN OLDER MAN MINE

By Sharon Love

“Measuring men was my job. But Ian’s cock was hands down the longest, stiffest, most satisfying measurement I’d ever taken.”

The bright lights of the suit department at Fields department store was never bright enough for me. Oh the lights out on the sales floor showed off the tweeds, wools, and silk suits, but in the dressing room, where it mattered, it was darker than hell.

“Hold still mister,” I said, nearly toppling off a step stool. He was too tall. I had to balance behind him with a tape measure, pen, and scrap paper. I stretched my grip across his broad shoulders. Squinting in close I read the number aloud, “Thirty six.”

“Are you sure about that? I’m typically a thirty eight long,” the patron said.

I looked up over the rim of my glasses to his reflection in the mirror. He furrowed his brow at me. “You’re the boss. Let’s go with thirty eight.” I hopped off the stool and scribbled the measurement on the scratch paper. “Be right back.”

I left the customer where he stood with a puzzled expression on his face. Why did I have to measure him, if he knew his size? I marched over to the blazer rack and checked for a thirty eight. When I returned to the dressing room he was gone.

“Well shit! That’s perfect!” I threw the blazer down and kicked the step stool. “I’ll never make my quota today now.”

“Why so glum hon?” Nicholas asked, emerging from a dressing room stall. He tossed his tie over his shoulder and pulled up the step stool to sit on.

Nicholas worked in men’s accessories and was as flamboyant as a drag queen on an energy drink. He’d been asked repeatedly to join the suit department team to liven up the place with a fresh perspective. But he continually refused.

“Why are you here?”

“I’m on break. It’s usually so quiet in here.” He tucked my hair behind my ears and picked a stray one off my shoulder.

“So do you have anything fun lined up for tonight?” I asked, walking away to put the blazer back on the rack. Nicholas followed me.

“Oh girl a hottie came in to buy some tight undies and he said he’s going to be at the show tonight. Want to come?”

“We’re not exactly on the same page with men.” I cupped my large breasts and shimmied my shoulders. “I have parts your dates are not looking for.”

“And they’re marvelous darling.”

We both spied a customer wandering over from the shoe department. “I’d better go.” I nodded over to the fresh meat.

“Sell him the whole damned department,” Nicholas said and made his exit.

“Hi, I’m Leigh. If you need help finding anything I’ll be around.”

“Thank you,” the customer said.

He was not the usual tall dark and handsome man, but he had a look that I was instantly attracted to. He smelled of money, power, and experience. His salt and pepper hair leaned on the salt side. I liked a distinguished man with a little age on him.

I know who I’ll be thinking of when I masturbate tonight. I kept my eye on him, waiting for him to need assistance. Anything. Just give me a chance to measure you. I was tingling to get up close and personal with the mysterious sexy customer.

“Leigh,” he finally called me over. “Do you carry overcoats year round?”

“Uh, no. I’m sorry they clearance coats out in February.” I stared at him with a apologizing look on my face for a little too long. I was busy taking in all of his wrinkles. I loved what I called laugh lines around the eyes.

“Is there something else?” he asked, puzzled at my long glazed over stare.

“No, I thought you might have another question,” I mumbled. I thumbed over my shoulder. “I’ll be over here.”

What a dork. Not every good looking man is available or interested. I scolded myself walking back to the cash register. To keep busy and take my mind off my stupid mistake, I dumped out the hanger box and started separating the shirt from pants hangers. When are you going to learn your lesson. Older men pay for young women. They don’t pick them up in the suit department at the mall.

“Leigh.”

Hearing my name startled me stiff. Was I talking out loud? Damn I hope not. I turned to the customer. “Yes.”

“My name is Ian Stedford.” He held out his hand to shake. “I have a confession. I’m not here to buy a suit.”

“What can I help you with?” All kinds of answers to the question raced through my mind. From bill collector to Nicholas’s new man of the hour. But the real answer, surprisingly hadn’t occurred to me.

“My friend, purchased a suit here last month. You sold it to him.”

“Are you here to return it?” Cause that’s all I need. There goes my quota down the drain. I’ll never get the commission raise I need.

“No, he loves the suit.” Ian shifted his weight around. “He said you were friendly and—well would you like to have a drink with me.”

Oh, he’s asking me out. OH! He’s asking me out! I smiled so big I felt compelled to cover my mouth with my hand. “I—yes. I’d like to go out sometime.”

“Can I call you?”

“I get off at nine.” Fool. He’s talking about a date in the future. “I mean sure, let me enter my number into your phone.” I pulled mine out of my pocket, even though I wasn’t supposed to have it on the sales floor. He didn’t produce his phone.

“It’s in my car. Nine’s not that long from now. I could wait in the parking lot. If you want to get a drink tonight.”

Odd, but hell a free drink with a handsome man was better than being ignored at the gay club with Nicholas. “Sure, Ian. Our associates parking is just south of the main dock doors.”

At closing I had my drawer totaled up in record time. I’d spent the last twenty minutes daydreaming about Ian. He was just what I needed to perk up my spirits about my sex life. I had no intention of making him wait long enough to have second thoughts about asking me out.

“Hey sexy,” Nicholas said, catching up to me on the dock. “You coming out tonight? You can follow me to my place. We’ll doll you up. Maybe even pass you off as a man in drag tonight.”

“Funny.” I flicked his comments off my shoulder with a gesture. “Nope I have plans for the evening.” I leaned in to his ear. “I’m getting laid if it kills him.”

“Spill baby girl.” Nicholas looped his arm in mine and pulled me in close to hear all the juicy details.

“That customer. His name is Ian and his friend said we should meet. So he came in just to see me.”

“No shit? Damn, you’re getting some distinguished dick tonight.”

“Stop.” I slapped Nicholas’ arm. Emerging out the door and into the parking lot, I noticed Ian leaning against a black sedan. “There he is.” I hugged Nicholas goodnight and sauntered over to Ian.

“Hi again,” he fumbled, leaning in for a kiss. I wasn’t prepared though and his lips landed on my cheek. “Um, okay. We’ll save that for later.”

“Now is fine.” I pinched his jaw and pulled him in for a passionate peck on the lips.

“That was nice,” he blushed. Reaching around me he opened the passenger door of the car for me to get in.

I never was one for slow flirtations. It never felt right to string a man along after I’d made up my mind for the evening. Taking the initiative, I grazed my hand down to his thigh and before I ducked down into the seat said, “There’s more where that came from.”

“Where do you want to go?” He said settling in to the driver’s seat and revving the engine.

“How close is your place?” I asked, attempting to rev his engine.

“No, no.” He cleared his throat. “I insist on buying you a drink.”

I had a test for all my dates and had a good feeling Ian would pass. “How about I take my drink on the way to your place?” I confidently wedged my hand between his thighs and stroked his balls.

“Oh, Leigh.” He bolted up in his seat. “I don’t normally encounter women so forward.”

“I know what I like when I see it.” Without protest, I opened his fly and massaged his cock.

“It is on my bucket list.” He adjusted and pulled out of the mall parking lot.

For the drive to his house, he was mine. Stretching my lips around his rod, I pulled and stroked his cock hard. Adding my hand around the base of his shaft, I kissed and sucked him double time.

Concerned for his focus skills, I popped off to check where we were. He was driving in the opposite direction of my neighborhood. “You alright up there?” I took a moment to verify, but then plunged my lips back on. His cock was a long mouthful, I challenged myself to swallow him before we arrived at our destination. I filled my cheeks and bobbed lower on him.

“Oh shit!” He swerved the vehicle. I tore my lips off. “Don’t stop!” He pushed my head back down. “We’re almost there.”

Jerking and swallowing, I worked harder for my drink. Then the vehicle stopped. He was stiff, we were at his house, and I was still thirsty. Dragging my lips off, I fell back in the seat.

“I have real liquor inside.”

“Lead the way, darling,” I said, pursing my lips. Stepping out, I took in the size of his house. We were in the historic district with large three story estate homes. “Holy shit. Is this yours?”

He hobbled around the car, covering his erection as best he could. “It’s a family home.” We climbed some steps and entered a side entrance. “I mainly live on the lower level.”

“Shit, Ian,” stepping into the small vestibule was impressive enough, but another few feet in front of me was a restored and expanded gourmet kitchen. “We could do some damage in there.”

Ian took me around the waist and turned me to face him for a kiss. Tugging my blouse off my shoulder he kissed down to my chest. Pressing me up against the wall, he cupped my breasts and squeezed. “Mmm.” He finished ripping my blouse opened and sucked on me. Jumping from one to the other, his kisses had me stimulated for more in seconds.

“About that drink?”

“Right, downstairs.” With Ian leading the way, we descended down to the basement. He flipped on a switch and lit up the expansive room.

“Fuck, this is nice.” I wandered in, looking around. It was full out remodeled as a modern day man cave, complete with a giant flat screen and a full bar. I caressed along the back of the worn leather sofa. “This is nicer than my apartment.”

“It’s a place to hang my hat.” He held up two bottles from the bar. “You a scotch or vodka girl?”

“I’m a fuck the drink, girl.” I took the bottles from him and set them back on the bar, then I stripped down his pants. Finally his cock was mine. Pulling up my skirt, I ground our half exposed pelvis’ together.

“I like that girl.” He traveled his hands down my torso to my waist and pulled my skirt and thong down my legs. Staying on his knees, he licked my clit. Taking a taste of his own, he sucked on my pussy. His oral seduction was short lived. We both were ready to get to the finish line.

Dragging back up, he backed me up against the bar counter and wedged his long cock between my thighs.

I was hot to have him inside me, so I helped guide him in. He plowed up, filling me without even been fully invested. “Oh shit! Ian, you’re fucking huge.” I writhed on his cock. He pumped it up and down, screwing me fast and hard. I was bouncing from his quick assault. Holy hell, he felt amazing.

“Oh, fuck, Leigh. Oh, oh, oh.” He pulsed in my pussy. Gasping for breath, he leaned into me, struggling to breathe.

“Ian. Hey, hey.” I pushed him back to look into his eyes. “Did you come or have a heart attack?”

“Neither. Standing is not good.”

“Well, fuck. Give me a ride then.” Twisting out away from him, I shook my ass over to the leather sofa, plunked down, and patted the cushion next to me.

He sat, legs wide open, with his pole sticking up for me. I swung my leg over and settled on his lap. “Ready for this?” Quick as a wink, I dropped and impaled myself on his long cock. “Oh, fuck, mister.” I knocked my head back, grabbed my tits, and rode his rod.

Up and down I took his ride, creaming all over his cock. He felt so good massaging in my tunnel. I closed my eyes and felt every inch slide in and out of me. Slowly I rose and fell, pumping him hard. “Damn, I’m glad you listened to your friend.”

“He’s actually an asshole, but he was right about you.” Ian tightened his grip around my waist and pulled my chest in close to his. Securing me in place, he fucked his cock harder and faster up into me. “Fuck fuck, fuck,” he groaned, thrusting hard in my pussy. “Hell, you’re good.”

“Watch that ticker of yours.”

“Let the devil watch it.” Moving positions, he flipped me sideways on the sofa. Holding my leg up, he rammed his cock in further. “You like that?”

Ian changed. It was like a match had been lit in his ass. He thrust his cock with fury, sliding me back and forth on the slick leather. “Fuck, fuck, yes, yes,” I moaned, trying to keep up with his thrusts. Damn, I liked a man who took charge. I was sure glad Ian found his second wind. He pounded into me good, so good all my nerves were screaming to come.

“You’re a naughty little slut aren’t you.” He slapped at my tits and pinched the nipples. “Strangers are dangerous.” He held onto my nips and and jammed in harder. “Give in. Fuck this cock.”

He was right, I was a slut. I convulsed on his cock, shaking and climaxing. Waves ripped through me. He twisted my nipples, prolonging my orgasm.

When he was done controlling my peak, he tossed me off to the floor. “You ready for more? I got more.” He jammed his cock covered in my pussy juices in my mouth. Sitting on me, he impaled me with his cock. Filling my mouth, stretching my cheeks, and jamming deep in my throat he fucked his cock in and out of my drooling hole.

“Ugh, mmm, mmm,” I choked on his long rod. He held my mouth open with a firm grip on my jaw and kept stuffing himself in. I finally couldn’t take any more and jerked my head to the side. Inhaling quick, I filled my lungs before he could block my airway again with his cock.

“Damn, you’re something else.” He pulled me up by my hair and tossed me on the sofa. “Where else can I stick this?”

“No, no, please,” I begged. “I’ll suck you off again. I’ll swallow. Just cum, please.”

He grabbed my ankles, stretched me wide, and tilted his head sideways for a good look. “You look pretty tight back there.”

“Not my ass.” I hated being ass fucked. If he did, with a cock as big as his, it was going to hurt to sit for days. “Please, I’m begging.”

“And I’m filling my bucket list.” He leaned over me, flaunting his power as he spoke. “Blow job in the car, check. Fuck in the boss’s house, check. Destroy a girl’s ass, next on the list.”

“Wait you don’t live here?”

“Not on the main floor,” he chuckled, grasping my cheeks. He plastered on a good long kiss. It was a diversion tactic, to loosen me up. As soon as he released me, he turned me over. “Don’t scratch up the leather.”

He propped me up doggy style and took his place behind me. “Hmm, little tight thing.” He stretched my hole open. Blowing first, he worked up shivers on my ass. “Relax for me.” He plunged in an exploratory finger. Twisting it around, I tensed down on him. “Relax or I won’t fit in.” He stroked his finger in and out. I loosened up, he slid his finger out to the tip. I felt extreme pressure as the tip of his massive cock took the place of his large finger.

Slowly he pushed his length in. Burying it deep, I panted, taking his monster cock in my back hole. I moaned, from the pain, but took it.

“Damn, Leigh. You make this look easy.” His full cock driven in, he pulled back. I sucked in a sharp breath. He plunged back in my tight ass. There was no mistaking his cock was in there to stay and primed to tear me apart. “You like it. Don’t you?” He rocked in rhythm behind me.

As much as I knew I’d be in pain the next day, tonight it felt extreme to have his cock buried in my ass. I had no words to answer him, so I rocked back on his cock.

“That’s it. Make me come.” He thumped forward. “I’ll pull out and give you your drink.”

I was more than ready to have him blast his load. The mass squeezing in my ass was tearing into me, determined to finish with an explosion.

“I know you want it slut.” He spanked my swollen cheeks. Continuing his hits, he rammed forward, burying his cock and striking my ass. He timed his hits on my ass to the crashes of his cock in my ass.

Shockwaves of stinging pain, numbed my rear end. Still he pounded harder. I panted ragged breaths, taking every ounce of the pain to pleasure him. He enjoyed watching me squirm. The more I did, the more I begged, cried, and pleaded, the faster his speed ripped in my ass.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” he growled, forcing forward. “FFUUCCKK!” he expelled, shaking behind me. His cock buried deep and dark in my ass, he gave into carnal pleasure and climaxed. His orgasm released, he exploded into me.

Hot seed shot up my tunnel. He pulled back his throbbing cock and with it a stream of cum dripped from my stretched out ass. “Ahhhh,” he exhaled, forgetting to give me my drink.