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- Herausgeber: Der Neue Morgen - UW2
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
Melanie, attractive, 35, has a good job, is in a good mood, but she is always horny. This is increasingly becoming a problem. Her work environment is not exactly conducive to erotic adventures. That's why her little helper has to serve more and more often. One day, a friend takes her to a swingers' club. There she meets Juliette, who ticks very similarly to Melanie. Melanie likes women. And Juliette, 45, good-looking, especially. An intimate relationship develops in which both get their money's worth. Juliette is very creative. She constantly thinks up new games that make the sex between the two women varied and very horny. But not only between the two women it sparks. Also a man may sometimes ran... Clear and detailed language in the description of the erotic scenes.
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Melanie & Juliette
Erotic Stories of Two Lesbians
Eva van Mayen
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Title: Melanie & Juliette - Erotic Stories of Two Lesbians
Author: Eva van Mayen
ISBN: 9783959248068
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Melanie & Juliette - Erotic Stories of Two Lesbians
Melanie & Juliette - Erotic Stories of Two Lesbians
The buzz was unmistakable. In the living room, only two candles burned in two oriental lanterns. The shadows on the walls reflected the intricate handiwork of the lanterns. The flickering of the candle lights moved the shadows across the walls and ceiling. A large wide mirror hung above the couch, tilted slightly downward. The sprawling couch was covered in dark leather.
Melanie was lolling on it. The blanket with which she had covered herself when she was still reading a book had been lying on the floor. Her bra and panties were also scattered around somewhere.
Melanie kept her eyes closed. The eyelids fluttered. Hotter moans escaped from her wide-open mouth. With both hands she held a large massage stick. She had laid her head on a soft pillow. Her right foot was braced against the carpet. While she wedged her left foot between the wall and the back of her couch. In this wide-spread position, until a few minutes ago, she had been stroking the insides of her thighs with her fingernails, working her labia and rubbing her clit. She had become moist, wet. Her entire abdomen was quivering.
Then she hadn't been able to stand it anymore and had reached for her best friend. The massage wand she always kept near the couch could only be operated with a cable connection. However, this ensured that the motor of the massage wand spread much more intense vibrations than she had ever felt over one of her battery-operated dildos.
She now guided the tennis ball-like front piece of the massage wand through her cleft repeatedly, letting it linger on the mound of her mons pubis from time to time until the pleasure became almost unbearable. Sometimes she passed the rod over her abdominal wall, then back between her thighs.
The sound changed when she now drove through her cleft. The liquid of her lust, she already knew, brought forth horny smacking sounds.
Melanie imagined at such moments how she was taken from behind by a big hard cock and how the man's body slapped against her firm round buttocks.
With one hand she reached for her left breast. She gently caressed the soft tissue. Then she took her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pulled on it, inflicting pain, and with the other hand rammed the massage wand hard against her clit.
With a loud and prolonged scream, she came. Her whole body went into convulsions. Flashes spread through her brain. She arched her back. Only her well-trained buttocks and shoulders touched the couch. Her fingernails dug into one of her couch cushions.
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Melanie had a job as a secretary in a large law office for many years. The work was not particularly strenuous. Her boss, a 63-year-old specialist in inheritance law, had already scaled back his own activities considerably. So Melanie knew that on weekdays, work regularly ended for her at 5: 00 p.m. in the afternoon. Nine to five, excellent.
She sat in a large anteroom all by herself. There were shelves along the walls. From floor to ceiling full of thick books with dark spines. Sometimes she thought she was sitting in a library.
Due to the age of some of the works, her surroundings smelled a bit dusty. Actually, this environment gave her no reason to think about sex and lust. But Melanie had a problem. At least that's how she understood it for herself. At times her urges were immeasurable. There was nothing that could stop her. Of course, she had tried not to attract attention at her workplace because of her urges. Her boss was not at all her cup of tea. However, there were one or two young lawyers she would have liked to go to bed with. She knew from her daily work, however, how clients of the law firm who had engaged in sex at work had their livelihoods destroyed overnight.
And so, despite all the difficulties, she had so far successfully tried to keep her fantasies to herself during working hours.
In the beginning, after a friend had given her the tip, she had pushed Japanese love balls into her pussy. The result, however, was that she got so horny on the way to work that she had to go to the bathroom to satisfy herself before starting work. Also during the day, if she ever had to get up and walk around, this led to similar results. She constantly had the feeling that she had to pick up a man. This was not a solution.
In the neighboring town, Melanie discovered a sex store where she found an abundant supply. She had no shame in entering the store. So it happened that she soon had a good contact with the saleswoman. At some point she told her about her problem. As a result, she received a lot of well-meaning advice. One concerned the purchase of a pair of panties in which a rubber tail was incorporated. At first she had the hope that then, with such a cock inside her, there would be peace after her morning masturbation. But that was - she could have guessed it actually - not the case. On the contrary.
One afternoon she tore off the panties with the cock inside, put them in a bag and threw them into the garbage. She had noticed in the days before that her body produced a lot of fluid whenever she got horny. More and more. As if her pussy would experience another surge of additional pleasure.
After she had removed the cock, she was struggling with a stain in the crotch of her jeans. Embarrassing. Of course, they believed the excuses she made. No one thought about the fact that Melanie was overflowing with horniness in her dusty book room.
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