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Teaming up together for a science project, Jacklyn and Camille set up to test differences between the sexes. Cheerleader, Camille finds out science geek, Jacklyn is still holding on to her cherry. Her boyfriend, Elijah is called in as an expert and a new experiment takes place in the bedroom.
Jacklyn is given a hard, unprotected, examination, but one opinion isn’t enough. Elijah has desires of testing boundaries of his own. Two coed’s are sexier than one. So the full team is called in for a menage of final results.

Consenting adults desire and lust for quick satisfying hookups in the Dirty Pleasures Real Sex Series. Limited backstory, so you can get to the good parts fast in these shorts. Climax fast with this erotic sharing love short.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

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TOYING HER CHERRY

Dirty Pleasures Real Sex Series

By Sharon Love

Second Edition, eBook Edition.

© 2018 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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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TOYING HER CHERRY

By Sharon Love

“Couldn’t believe how my luck had changed. I was at Camille’s house, with her boyfriend, Elijah and he was stretching my pussy with a dildo. This was one hell of a science project!”

I was always good in science. Had a knack for anything biology related. This came in handy more than I could ever have imagined when I was teamed up for a science project for Biology 101 in college.

One of the cheerleaders, Camille offered to work with me. Well, the professor decided it was best to partner according to grades. Highs, with lows. This worked out marvelous in my favor.

We’d decided to run an experiment on sweat. To test if males and females excreted different amounts while performing the same tasks. Camille invited me to stay the night at her apartment. We were going to a late football game and an early parade the next morning. These were perfect opportunities to gather samples.

Only we didn’t get as many volunteers at the game as I’d guessed. I was pretty bummed later at Camille’s.

“Can’t believe no one else let us swab them,” I said, following Camille into her apartment. It was a small one bedroom not far from campus. Most of the units in the complex were rented by students or teachers, so it wasn’t extremely fancy.

“It’s alright. We have tomorrow and I have a backup plan.” She took my overnight bag and walked it into the bedroom. “Did you bring party clothes?”

“Like a dress?” I asked, from the living area. It was pretty sparsely decorated with a love seat and a coffee table. The kitchen area was separated by just a bar.

“Like a clubbing outfit,” she said, heading into the bedroom. “Follow me.”

I didn’t have anything like that. I had jeans, t-shirts, and church dresses in my wardrobe. I even had to buy matching pajamas for this weekend. I usually slept in whatever t-shirt I was wearing and sloppy shorts. “Are we going out? I just have jeans for tomorrow.”

“Fair enough.” She was in the closet sifting through hanging clothes. “No, no, no.” She took down a dress. “Try this one.”

It was a bright purple mini dress. I held it up and it barely covered my crotch. “Are you sure?”

“If you’re embarrassed, go in the bathroom.”

Crap. I didn’t want to seem like a prude. I had matching undies on, so I changed in front of her. As I suspected the dress hung just low enough to cover my ass. “How does this look?”