| Author: | Persephone Moore | ISBN: | 9781370360406 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri | Publication: | March 8, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Persephone Moore |
| ISBN: | 9781370360406 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri |
| Publication: | March 8, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Being Lydia Light…
After all she’s done in bed with men and women, Lydia decides that there is precious little that she isn’t willing to try, at least once. Encouraged by her husband, Lydia gets into bed with her best friend, Karissa, and Karissa’s husband, Pete, who also happens to be Lydia’s ex-lover while the couple was separated.
From there Lydia finds that nothing is beyond her reach or her depravity. Lydia’s husband encourages her to do and try everything…as long as he can hear about every detail.
Lydia quickly finds that nothing is beyond her imagination or her libido.
ADULT READERS ONLY
This 12,000 word story contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions along with group sex, cheating spouses, male chastity, sexual submission and humiliation, FMF scenarios, along with descriptions of sexual activity that not all readers will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older.
Part three of five.
Excerpt:
I reached out and patted Karissa’s hand and put the drink down. I was jealous of her. She had a husband who had a near normal sex drive, was incredibly pretty with her dark hair, her fit body with breasts that weren’t too big or too small. She was perfect. I felt ordinary next to her. Reg would occasionally make comments about my blonde hair, but I felt it was too fine and too limp to be notable. And of course I had boobs that were too small and an butt that was too big. I didn’t have half the drive Karissa did. She got up every morning to go running and keep herself fit. The only thing I did in the morning was stumble to the kitchen to pour myself a cup of coffee.
“Are you doing this for you or for him?” I asked Karissa. Somehow I had been thrown into the role of the person in charge of our planned threeway, as if I were some expert on it. The only threeway I had ever done was just a few weeks earlier with Karissa and Duncan, and that was more like me having sex with her then-boyfriend while she watched.
What she and Reg wanted now was completely different.
“I’m doing this…we’re doing this for us,” Karissa said to me and indicated her husband.
“It’s what you want?” I asked, half teasing and half drawing her out.
Her response was definitive. Karissa leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t the casual kiss of a friend, it was the kiss of a lover.
I kissed back.
Her tongue was soft and warm, along with her lips. We drew each other close. I could feel Pete’s eyes on us.
“Good god…” he breathed.
I broke the kiss. “Did you like that?” I asked him. “There’s a whole lot more that I’ve got planned for you.”
Being Lydia Light…
After all she’s done in bed with men and women, Lydia decides that there is precious little that she isn’t willing to try, at least once. Encouraged by her husband, Lydia gets into bed with her best friend, Karissa, and Karissa’s husband, Pete, who also happens to be Lydia’s ex-lover while the couple was separated.
From there Lydia finds that nothing is beyond her reach or her depravity. Lydia’s husband encourages her to do and try everything…as long as he can hear about every detail.
Lydia quickly finds that nothing is beyond her imagination or her libido.
ADULT READERS ONLY
This 12,000 word story contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions along with group sex, cheating spouses, male chastity, sexual submission and humiliation, FMF scenarios, along with descriptions of sexual activity that not all readers will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older.
Part three of five.
Excerpt:
I reached out and patted Karissa’s hand and put the drink down. I was jealous of her. She had a husband who had a near normal sex drive, was incredibly pretty with her dark hair, her fit body with breasts that weren’t too big or too small. She was perfect. I felt ordinary next to her. Reg would occasionally make comments about my blonde hair, but I felt it was too fine and too limp to be notable. And of course I had boobs that were too small and an butt that was too big. I didn’t have half the drive Karissa did. She got up every morning to go running and keep herself fit. The only thing I did in the morning was stumble to the kitchen to pour myself a cup of coffee.
“Are you doing this for you or for him?” I asked Karissa. Somehow I had been thrown into the role of the person in charge of our planned threeway, as if I were some expert on it. The only threeway I had ever done was just a few weeks earlier with Karissa and Duncan, and that was more like me having sex with her then-boyfriend while she watched.
What she and Reg wanted now was completely different.
“I’m doing this…we’re doing this for us,” Karissa said to me and indicated her husband.
“It’s what you want?” I asked, half teasing and half drawing her out.
Her response was definitive. Karissa leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t the casual kiss of a friend, it was the kiss of a lover.
I kissed back.
Her tongue was soft and warm, along with her lips. We drew each other close. I could feel Pete’s eyes on us.
“Good god…” he breathed.
I broke the kiss. “Did you like that?” I asked him. “There’s a whole lot more that I’ve got planned for you.”
