Amy “Red” Riding’s Hood (Adult fairy tale erotica)

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find the words. “Imagine,” she said, “your…thing
inside a glove. A warm, moist glove.”
    She
noticed all the men looking like they were trying to picture something. Their
cocks in the queen’s pussy perhaps? Maybe. Because all of a sudden they stroked
harder.
    “Please,”
the elder said. “Continue.”
    “So
Rabbit kissed her passionately. His tongue entwined with hers. And he shoved
his thing deep inside Sarah’s pussy. He wrapped his arms around her and pushed
his thing in and out of her.”
    The
men were moaning now, breathing heavier and heavier. Rabbit had both hands on
his cock, stroking to her every word. Alice wiggled her fingers deeper inside
of her as quietly as she could, her thumb stimulating the nub between her
folds. She had to at least glance! Her eyes stole frequent glances at Rabbit’s
hand-to-cock jerks.
    “
‘Hurry, Rabbit,’ Sarah said. ‘I hear the others coming. I want to feel you
shoot inside me.’ ‘Not until you have an orgasm first,’ Rabbit said. (glance)
And he kept on shoving his thing (glance) in and out of her pussy (glance)
until she screamed with an orgasm running through her entire body. (glance) And
then Rabbit let loose (glance), squirting stream after stream inside her pussy
(glance) until he felt like he had died and gone to heaven!”
    A
man cried out, stood, and pointed his cock to the sandy floor, and Alice saw
ropes of white seed shoot from his cock into the sand. Then the man fell to the
ground.
    All
the other men stopped with horrified looks on their faces.
    What
was wrong? What happened?
    “
‘Like he had died and gone to heaven’?!” Rabbit asked with anger in his voice.
    One
of them felt the man’s pulse and just shook his head sadly. They all looked at
Alice.
    Rabbit
shouted at her, “Why would you do that?!”
    They
all yelled at her. “Go away!” and “Leave us alone!” and “Get out of here!” and
“I’m certain it’s a writing implement!”
    Alice
quickly got up and left for the woods. Even in her haste, she noticed the dead
man had a smile on his face.

 
    ~~~

 
    Alices’s Sexual
Discovery in a Wonderful Land is available on Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Alices-Discovery-Wonderful-Erotica-ebook/dp/B007VQABJ6/
    You can also listen to Alice’s sexual adventures here:
http://www.amazon.com/Alices-Sexual-Discovery-Wonderful-Land/dp/B009KUE57A/





Excerpt from
Goldie’s Locks and the Three Men
    Goldie batted her eyes at him and played coy all the way up
the elevator and down the hall to his hotel room. In his room, Gary emptied his
pockets of chips and placed them in the room’s safe.
    “Aw, what’s a matter, Gary. You don’t
trust me?” She placed her red, satin clutch purse on the counter.
    He typed in a personal lock code Goldie
couldn’t see. “Nothing against you, Baby. But right now I can’t afford to trust
anyone.”
    When he stood back up, Goldie grabbed
his belt buckle and unthreaded the leather strap. “Let’s get you out of these.”
    He scowled. “Don’t you want to tell me
your prices first?”
    Oops. This wasn’t the first time her
mark thought she was a hooker. The easiest way to dispose of any suspicion in
these instances was to follow through with their assumption.
    “Thanks for the reminder, Ace. I got so
hot at the prospect of riding a man as sexy as you, that I forgot about my
rates.” She slid her hands down her sides to play the part. “I normally charge
five hundred dollars for a house call, but for you,” she ran her hands over her
breasts, “I’d love to do you for four.”
    He whistled. “I’ve never spent that
much on an extravagance, but seeing how tonight has been so good to me, four
hundred it is.” He punched his code to the safe, opened it, and extracted four
black chips before locking it up again. Goldie still didn’t catch the code. She
took the chips from his hand. “Thanks.” She placed the chips on the counter and
reached the back of her dress to undo her zipper.
    “Wait

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