Sexual Utopia

By Phebe Bodelle

This erotic book is one for the ladies. Lamutu is a small country on the East coast of Africa. It is run by women for women. From government to the board room to the bedroom the women rule the roost. Whether it’s making billion dollar decisions to what they want in the sex department, they decide.
This book is a sexual fantasy ride, where else would you find the country’s ruling Princess and her mother playing volleyball naked on a beach with some equally naked young men. In Lamutu it happens and how.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phebe Bodelle
• Release date: Jul 17, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301246540

Phebe Bodelle

Hello there, it's Phebe writing. The character in "My very rude Awakening" is based largely on fact with a bit of embellishement where it made the story better. I am 29 years of age and have become an exhibitionst over the last few years and love displaying my body either naked or in see-thru clothes. I know men enjoy looking at me.I hope you enjoy reading my sexciting adventures.

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Sexual Utopia

by

Phebe Bodelle

Smashwords 2nd Edition

Copyright 2018 Phebe Bodelle

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List of Chapters

Chapter 1 - Monday’s Husband

Chapter 2 – Tuesday’s Husband

Chapter 3 – Wednesday’s Husband

Chapter 4 – Thursday’s Husband

Chapter 5 – Friday’s Husband

Chapter 6 - Party Time

Chapter 7 – A Day of Rest

Chapter 8 – A Satisfying Week

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Chapter 1 - Monday’s Husband

Monday’s husband was short and stocky like a lot of the men from the north of the country where mountains soured towards the sky and in the North East cascaded down to the Indian Ocean in great vertical cliffs. However, Thomas’s stature in no way took away from his manhood, no his prick was a good ten inches long and thick, gripping it with one hand my thumb could not touch any of my fingers encircling the wonderful member. As my mouth closed over the engorged cock for the second time that night I took time out to be grateful for my good fortune to be born into the ruling family of Lamutu and not only that but to be born female as well.

My head moved up and down Thomas’s cock massaging it with my mouth, my strong full lips devouring the heady mixture of my cunt juices and his cum from the fuck we had enjoyed a half hour before. Thomas had staying power and then some; he was in truth the best husband I had in the bed department and never failed to give me the satisfaction of multiple orgasms every time when I invited him into my bed chamber to do his marital duty and serve his wife and princess.

Yes I am a true princess, third in-line to the thrown of Lamutu after my mother Princess Anastaya and my grandmother Queen Leyendie who is still sexually active at the grand old age of ninety-three I’m delighted to tell you and I am glad to say that it will be a long time before I accede to the thrown. Lending Thomas to my grandmother is not a problem; thankfully he is always restored to full vitality for me after I give his services to my Grandmother every Thursday night, a habit we got into after her last husband passed away with a massive stroke during a marathon session with Gran when she was eighty-nine.

Thomas began to buck his hips up and down to meet the down ward strokes of my mouth on his cock. I was happy that my pleasuring of him was as much a pleasure for him as it was me. I gripped his prick with both hands and used them to wank his foreskin up and down the length never taking my lips from his knob head for a second. He let out a little groan of delight, sex isn’t necessarily all about fucking, no siree, it’s about enjoying every second of the prelude before the prick embraces the cunt, sliding in to complete the coupling bringing the partners to sexual fulfilment as one, a two backed beast if you will, well sometimes. I pulled my head away and licked the delicate little hole where a drop of pre-cum emerged; it tasted wonderful as I squashed my tongue up against the roof of my mouth. I looked Thomas in the eyes and smiled at my best husband. He and I had been married for four years and we both knew exactly what each other liked on any particular day with out ever having to say anything. Sometimes I liked him to give me anal sex, his prick sliding in and out of my welcoming ass was always a special treat for both of us. Other times we just gave each other oral sex our tongues, lips and teeth stimulating us both to a sexual high. Tonight though I wanted normal sex, I wanted, eventually to have Thomas’s cock entering my cunt for a second time for him to ride me to the sexual high I desired. A pleasure doubled when I felt and heard him coming deep inside me. How we both knew what the other wanted I really don’t know, perhaps it was body language, no words passed between us other than the language of love and endearment but we always achieved the ultimate high together on my bed in union with each other.

Amaya you are so good at giving head, do you know that? My husband said.

Mmm, I managed to mumble as once again I slid my mouth down his prick taking as much as I could into my mouth. His knob head touched my throat; it wasn’t enough for me so moved around straddling his head with my knees so the angle was right for me to take the entire length of his prick into my mouth. Thomas, bless him, immediately ran his tongue along the length of my slit caressing my delicate parts sending glorious feelings cascading through me. Now I was in position I slowly pushed down on his cock taking more and more of it into my mouth. Once again the knob head touched my throat but I carried on and on until my lips touched the black bush of his pubic hair. I pulled away and plunged down again to the very limit of his long cock. This showed my man just how much I cared for him, how much I loved and respected him. He groaned again in appreciation of my efforts. Two of his fingers slid into me while his tongue worked hard on my clit bringing me closer to the first orgasm of this second round of fucking. I squeezed my cunt muscles around his fingers increasing the pleasure my fanny was getting. Sex with Thomas was superb, the best, not that my other husbands didn’t give me pleasure, they did but in other ways. Thomas was just the best at dare I say it the good old fashioned, missionary position.

Mentioning missionary position reminds me to tell you that I am