Degraded Newlywed: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Ella Vader

• Herausgeber: Palimpsest Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: Very taboo. Not for the faint of heart. May include BDSM, incest, and other taboo and forbidden elements. This is a vintage **full length** (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.

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She said it, that word she never said in the presence of any man, that word which she'd spoken before only secretly to herself or to her most intimate girlfriends, that word that since her puberty had been for her the source of so much guilt and dread and grudging fascination. She'd said it, somehow meant it in the delirium and excitement of the moment. And then before she knew it; Bob was racking her body with a series of shattering staccato lunges, grunting like an animal and pistoning the hardness of his cock so rapidly in and out of the still tender and burning hole of her pussy that the shear fury of the assault snapped her completely back to reality. And as she opened her eyes to stare up in shame and disappointment she saw the sudden sinking on his face, heard the soft swear word as he lost control and the first thick droplets of his hotly spurting cum went splashing far up into the depths of her belly.
 

Leseprobe

Degraded Newlywed

Ella Vader

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 1

It was not the kind of storm one was accustomed to seeing in that part of California. Though not by any means a real tornado, the balmy green-clouded stillness that had immediately preceded it would have sent old-timers in West Texas or Kansas scurrying to the shelter of their cellars. The clouds took on that unreal looking greenish glow; the light left the sky as swiftly as if there'd been a sudden near-total eclipse; a vacuum-like stillness seemed to descend over the rolling, vineyard-planted bills. It was almost summer and it was not cold. It was neither cold nor hot. Yet it looked cold, cold in a way she'd never seen it look before, and riding beside her young husband in the front seat of their second-hand Chevy the sensuous nineteen year-old blonde shivered involuntarily, folding her bare arms protectively oven the flimsily-shielded swells of her high standing young breasts. She gazed apprehensively through the windshield at the surrealistic painting created by the low-hanging clouds, then slid suddenly across the seat toward her husband, pressing her slender, bared thigh hard against the gear-stick in order to get as close to him as the bucket seats allowed.