| Author: | Anne Vandalia | ISBN: | 9781507096222 |
| Publisher: | Anne Vandalia | Publication: | March 19, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anne Vandalia |
| ISBN: | 9781507096222 |
| Publisher: | Anne Vandalia |
| Publication: | March 19, 2015 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Rebecca had hoped by now that thing between her legs would go away, especially since it appeared by magic one morning. Weeks later, it appears even she isn’t that lucky. Her run of bad luck continues as she’s pulled over for speeding on her way to the doctor. But given the police officer’s interest in what’s hidden underneath her skirt, perhaps her luck is about to turn around!
Warning! This 5,800 word story is steaming with kinks, including futanari, dickgirls, spanking, transgirl on man action, uniform sex, public sex, blowjobs, and anal sex! Adults only!
Excerpt:
Rebecca winced at the thought and closed her eyes, trying not to jump as the officer patted down her butt. It felt kind of nice with his strong, wide hand. For a moment Rebecca wished he’d just take a squeeze, but the officer remained professional throughout.
Finding nothing, he frowned. “Turn around please.”
Finally the worst part had come- his hands were trailing down her front. There was no way she could hide what was in the front of in her skirt. The thing grew and lifted, the heat from his hands sending illicit thrills of excitement down her body.
Surely the officer didn’t realize how much his slow touches affected her body, or how much she wanted to rut into those thick hands… Rebecca hoped the cop wouldn’t notice how much she wanted to fuck him right now, underneath his gaze.
“Ma’am,” he started, feeling the front of her skirt, “Do you want to show me what’s clearly in there, or do you want me to call for backup as we strip-search you?” His hands squeezed the front of her bulge, probably assuming it was drugs or something.
Oh how wrong he was.
Rebecca had hoped by now that thing between her legs would go away, especially since it appeared by magic one morning. Weeks later, it appears even she isn’t that lucky. Her run of bad luck continues as she’s pulled over for speeding on her way to the doctor. But given the police officer’s interest in what’s hidden underneath her skirt, perhaps her luck is about to turn around!
Warning! This 5,800 word story is steaming with kinks, including futanari, dickgirls, spanking, transgirl on man action, uniform sex, public sex, blowjobs, and anal sex! Adults only!
Excerpt:
Rebecca winced at the thought and closed her eyes, trying not to jump as the officer patted down her butt. It felt kind of nice with his strong, wide hand. For a moment Rebecca wished he’d just take a squeeze, but the officer remained professional throughout.
Finding nothing, he frowned. “Turn around please.”
Finally the worst part had come- his hands were trailing down her front. There was no way she could hide what was in the front of in her skirt. The thing grew and lifted, the heat from his hands sending illicit thrills of excitement down her body.
Surely the officer didn’t realize how much his slow touches affected her body, or how much she wanted to rut into those thick hands… Rebecca hoped the cop wouldn’t notice how much she wanted to fuck him right now, underneath his gaze.
“Ma’am,” he started, feeling the front of her skirt, “Do you want to show me what’s clearly in there, or do you want me to call for backup as we strip-search you?” His hands squeezed the front of her bulge, probably assuming it was drugs or something.
Oh how wrong he was.
