Seducing My Stepbrother – The Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
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“Oh my God,” she breathed.

“You think you can take it?” I murmured into her ear.

The blonde turned her head to look back at me for a moment and I saw resolve form in her eyes. With a slight nod of her chin and then a big inhale, she straightened in my lap before grinding against me in reverse cowgirl.

It was utter hedonism, and at first, I could hardly believe it was happening. After all, we were in public. Sure, we were in a darkened corner of the club, but there were definitely other patrons present. Nonetheless, the woman continued. She gyrated and moaned, throwing her head back as I held her by the waist, my huge hands spanning that tiny circumference. At first, her nether lips merely slipped along my hardness, but then it began to happen. The pretty blonde wriggled, she gyrated, all the while pushing down and pretty soon, the purple helmet of my shaft slipped in.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned. “Fuck baby, you’re amazing.”

But the girl wasn’t done yet. With a gasp, she leaned forward, angling her body for better leverage. Putting her hands on her knees, she pushed backwards and a few more inches of hardness slipped in, her labia now stretched so tight that they felt like rubber bands gripping my massive cock. I let out a low growl, struggling to stay in control as that pretty pinkness enveloped my massive shaft.

“Ohhh!” she wailed, throwing her head back again. “Mmm!”

“Yes baby,” I rasped. “Just like that.” With another moan, she pushed back again, straining as I stretched her fully, and before I realized it, I was balls deep in the beautiful girl. She’d taken ten inches of relentless masculinity in her sweetness, and even now, was still straining and mewling a bit with the stretch.

But the girls of the Donkey Club are professionals because she paused for a moment then, and threw a sweet smile at me over one shoulder.

“Do you like it?” she mewled while squeezing me on the inside. “Is this good for you?”

It was too much. I usually like to play with my women, but the blonde dancer was too beautiful and slutty. With a mighty roar, I shot my load immediately, much to the delight of the crowd around us. My balls rose, tightened and spurted stream after stream of virile seed into the curvy girl, coating her with my man milk. Meanwhile, the blonde dancer threw her head back and screamed as well, her pussy clamping down on me as she came hard. Hot ripples shuddered through her sweetest spot, squeezing me even tighter as she milked me dry.

Finally, we finished, both of us heaving and panting. I could hardly believe what had happened, and yet it was true. Our bodies were still connected even as the gorgeous woman turned to wink at me.

“Meet me in the parking lot afterwards, stranger,” she cooed before getting up, letting the crowd watch as inch after inch of hard male shaft re-appeared, her pinkness slick and wet. “I had fun.”

Then with a twirl of her hair, she was gone. But what the dancer didn’t realize is that this was more than just a one-time thing for me. This was exactly the release I craved, and I planned on plumbing her beautiful body for more until I was sated.

6

Janie

I’ve never been so excited, and it’s not because of the Blue Light Special that I did tonight. No, it’s because of who I met.

But let me back up because a Blue Light Special is a no-holds-barred event at the Donkey Club. First, an announcement is made over discreet channels so that our best customers know when to come in. Then, on the night of the performance, management looks around to make sure there aren’t any undercovers in the crowd. If they’re satisfied, a discreet blue light flicks on over the bar and the doors to the Donkey slam shut before they’re locked.

That’s when the fun begins. We girls can see the blue light clearly from stage and that’s how we know that a show’s gotten permission to begin. Personally, I like it. There are always one or two hot guys in the crowd to target, and they never, and I mean never, say no. During a Blue Light, we’re allowed to touch, to fondle, to suck, lick, and to take cock any which way we want. Trust me, it’s scandalous but the tips are amazing. Like, five figure amazing sometimes.

So after my set with the stranger, I wasn’t surprised to find out that he’d left a generous envelope stuffed with cash for me. Stanley sauntered backstage with the envelope in hand. My manager was greasy and pasty, as always. But he ran a hand down my arm in a familiar manner while leering.

“Janie, you have a new fan,” he wheezed. His asthma must have been acting up given the catch to his words. But I just wanted my cash.


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