| Author: | S.L. Finlay | ISBN: | 9781370679621 |
| Publisher: | Lot's Cave, Inc. | Publication: | November 18, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | S.L. Finlay |
| ISBN: | 9781370679621 |
| Publisher: | Lot's Cave, Inc. |
| Publication: | November 18, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
:DESCRIPTION
Slut Diaries are a ‘true erotica’ project by S. L. Finlay. The stories in these pages are real, although names and identifying details have been changed to protect the very naughty. ‘First Sex Party’ Is S. L. Finlay’s story about her first time visiting a sex party, and the man she played with there, as she took her first tentative steps into this libertine lifestyle. Later she would later grow into a raging slut, enjoying all manner of deviance.
:EXCERPT
“Can you – go down – on me?” I asked between thrusts of his fingers as they pushed their way into me.
He nodded and answered, “Of course!” Like I had just asked the silliest question ever. Then, he was eating me out.
I lay there, listening to all of my compliments from the crowd watching, enjoying his tongue until I forced him to come up for air as I grabbed at his stiff cock and pulled his whole body towards me with it, like a handle. He was standing at attention for me as I began to stroke. He was kissing me as I touched him, pulling his cock with a firm grip.
“You can be rough, if you want…” He told me in that way all submissive men do. Because he wanted me to take charge, to be rough, to tell him what to do. But asking someone for that? That felt a little counter-intuitive. I got it.
:DESCRIPTION
Slut Diaries are a ‘true erotica’ project by S. L. Finlay. The stories in these pages are real, although names and identifying details have been changed to protect the very naughty. ‘First Sex Party’ Is S. L. Finlay’s story about her first time visiting a sex party, and the man she played with there, as she took her first tentative steps into this libertine lifestyle. Later she would later grow into a raging slut, enjoying all manner of deviance.
:EXCERPT
“Can you – go down – on me?” I asked between thrusts of his fingers as they pushed their way into me.
He nodded and answered, “Of course!” Like I had just asked the silliest question ever. Then, he was eating me out.
I lay there, listening to all of my compliments from the crowd watching, enjoying his tongue until I forced him to come up for air as I grabbed at his stiff cock and pulled his whole body towards me with it, like a handle. He was standing at attention for me as I began to stroke. He was kissing me as I touched him, pulling his cock with a firm grip.
“You can be rough, if you want…” He told me in that way all submissive men do. Because he wanted me to take charge, to be rough, to tell him what to do. But asking someone for that? That felt a little counter-intuitive. I got it.
