Tales of the Infidel E-Book

Sharde Harris

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2012

Beschreibung

This is a collection of short stories full of sex and sexual fantasy. People often long for many things and this book reflects various emotions and cravings that we often long for.

Leseprobe

Sharde' Harris

Tales of the Infidel

Sexual Fantasy Unvailed

To my family, readers, and supporters. BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Tales of the Infidel (Short Poetic/Erotic Tales) By: Sharde' Harris © Sharde’ Harris Registered through Library of CongressThe Infidels Tale

My pussy is on fire! Use your tongue to put it out. Let me be the soup and slurp it up in your mouth. Lick me, suck me, I know down inside I am a temptation and you want me. You want my hips circling around your dick. You want my breast in your face with dark nipples you are thriving to taste. I am sex. I am elevation. I can make you rise without a doubt. One taste of me in your mouth and you will definitely keep coming back down south. My sex is more than a feeling it is an exploration. I keep them cumin so I’ve been force to put on the list for deportation. Some men become vultures obsessed with my passion. My love is sticky like honey, and sweet to the tongue. The seduction honey puts into your mouth sends an eruption to the crest of your stick down south. I never leave them hungry just thirsty for more. Let’s play a naughty game and see who receives the highest score. Masturbation

The room was humid and the walls were sweating. I laid my dampened body on the black silk sheets of my queen sized bed. My body felt so relaxed from the bath I had taken. My large nipples were exposed along with my sex. I looked down at my sex exploring the hairs now growing in on what was once bald. My legs were shaven soft to the touch and hair was flowing over the pillow. While futzing around with my body exploring I pondered off into another world. I needed to have sex but, I wanted to have sex in public. As I took my two fingers and circled them around my clit I pictured myself in front of building downtown in New York. The streets were overflowing with people trying to get to wherever they were going. There I was, in front of the ten story building sitting on the steps with a pink spaghetti strap dress on. I had on no panties, and no bra. The only thing covering my body was the material from this dress. I spread my legs with my arm extended slightly behind me on another step, my head leaned back and my fingers in between my legs playing with my sex. I made circles around my hardened clit not caring who saw me. The sun felt good against my brown skin and exposed sex. As the feeling became intense I opened both my legs, caressed my nipples, and let the excitement flow down the crack of my butt, and onto the steps underneath. I slid my fingers in and out of the pink tunnel flowing with ease. I let the top of my dress fall over onto my stomach and indulged into self pleasure. The world felt as though it was now quiet. I no longer heard the people walking or talking. Some stunned from the exposure covering their mouths as if they never saw masturbation. I was enjoying every minute of myself. Moaning, and shaking. As I increased the rhythm my moans became more vociferate. I had an orgasm causing my body to spring forward and once my head stood up I looked forward into my audience eyes. They all were aroused from my indecent act. There in the front was a white gentleman who was not bad looking holding himself through his pants with wetness next to his hard cock. I smiled glad that someone at least came with me even if it wasn’t the actual act of sex. I’d now awakened into the humid room with a puddle of wetness lying next to me in the bed. I was now relaxed, lying in the bed smiling from the pleasure I had given myself. Rain down on Me