| Author: | Sapphire Rush | ISBN: | 9781497785274 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush | Publication: | January 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sapphire Rush |
| ISBN: | 9781497785274 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush |
| Publication: | January 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
In 1940, London was being bombed daily by the Germans. Oral sex is ths last thing on Dennis's mind when he meets a girl alone on the streets. He chivalrously decides to escort her to a safe place, and the possibility of oral sex does not cross his mind. Little does he know that she's planning to reward him with oral sex, and she's not about to let a few German bombs distract her from oral sex!
This 4,000 word erotic tale of casual public sex contains a heaping helping of oral sex, lowered inhibitions, social class taboos, more oral sex, more than a little personal danger, and a nice cup of tea.
Excerpt:
Then she found my nipple, and caressed it tenderly. It shot a bolt of fire straight to my groin, and she craned her neck to my ear. “I want to feel dirty tonight” she whispered.
I was confused, naturally. Nobody talked like that in those days. Certainly not well-bred young lady dancers! I settled for moaning gently, as she stayed at my ear.
“I want oral sex”, she insisted. “Right here, on this roof. I want to take you in my mouth. I want to sit on your face and ride you. Right in the face of the Boche. If I’m going to die, I want to go out screaming. Do you understand me?”
Well, what else could I do? “My lady”, I said, as chivalrously as I could manage, “I shall try my hardest.”
I put a gentle emphasis on that last word. She didn’t miss it, reaching down with her unoccupied hand to feel just how hard I was. “My word”, she said. “I suppose it’s true what the Ministry of Information says. You just can’t beat British.” She squeezed my equipment, and I groaned, thrusting upwards to hump her hand. She pulled it away.
“No no no no no!” she said playfully. “Don’t they teach you any self-control in ARP? You’ll be making a mess of yourself if you aren’t careful. Now shut up and listen carefully.”
I have always been grateful for the next fifteen minutes of my life. It was quite an education. She lay there, one hand at my nipples, one hand at my red-hot cock, teasing me ever-so-slowly through my trousers, and telling me exactly how best to eat her pussy.
In 1940, London was being bombed daily by the Germans. Oral sex is ths last thing on Dennis's mind when he meets a girl alone on the streets. He chivalrously decides to escort her to a safe place, and the possibility of oral sex does not cross his mind. Little does he know that she's planning to reward him with oral sex, and she's not about to let a few German bombs distract her from oral sex!
This 4,000 word erotic tale of casual public sex contains a heaping helping of oral sex, lowered inhibitions, social class taboos, more oral sex, more than a little personal danger, and a nice cup of tea.
Excerpt:
Then she found my nipple, and caressed it tenderly. It shot a bolt of fire straight to my groin, and she craned her neck to my ear. “I want to feel dirty tonight” she whispered.
I was confused, naturally. Nobody talked like that in those days. Certainly not well-bred young lady dancers! I settled for moaning gently, as she stayed at my ear.
“I want oral sex”, she insisted. “Right here, on this roof. I want to take you in my mouth. I want to sit on your face and ride you. Right in the face of the Boche. If I’m going to die, I want to go out screaming. Do you understand me?”
Well, what else could I do? “My lady”, I said, as chivalrously as I could manage, “I shall try my hardest.”
I put a gentle emphasis on that last word. She didn’t miss it, reaching down with her unoccupied hand to feel just how hard I was. “My word”, she said. “I suppose it’s true what the Ministry of Information says. You just can’t beat British.” She squeezed my equipment, and I groaned, thrusting upwards to hump her hand. She pulled it away.
“No no no no no!” she said playfully. “Don’t they teach you any self-control in ARP? You’ll be making a mess of yourself if you aren’t careful. Now shut up and listen carefully.”
I have always been grateful for the next fifteen minutes of my life. It was quite an education. She lay there, one hand at my nipples, one hand at my red-hot cock, teasing me ever-so-slowly through my trousers, and telling me exactly how best to eat her pussy.
