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Bi Girls 4
Bi Girls 4
Bi Girls 4
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Bi Girls 4

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In Bi Girls 4 horny and sexy women continue to indulge their fantasies with both men and women. Some girls have no sexual preference and enjoy it each way; particularly when it comes to threesomes with a hunky man. And what hot blooded guy doesn't love being with a bi girl, or two or three? Adults only 18+

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Release dateAug 18, 2013
ISBN9781301764822
Bi Girls 4
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Darren G. Burton

I have been a writer for over 30 years. I've written numerous full length works of fiction and non-fiction, as well as many short stories and anthologies.darrenburton77@gmail.com

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    Bi Girls 4 - Darren G. Burton

    Bi Girls 4

    Darren G. Burton

    Published by Darren G. Burton at Smashwords

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    Mistress

    Carl looked out his office window and gazed upon the city street far below. The fortieth storey certainly offered fantastic views. He checked his watch and saw that it was almost time to leave for his midday rendezvous. He closed his laptop, picked up his wallet, keys and sunglasses and headed out into the hall to the elevators. A lift arrived less than a minute after hitting the Call button and he stepped inside. The doors slid silently closed and the elevator rapidly descended to the ground floor.

    He decided to walk the few blocks to the hotel, having booked a room there several days in advance. Although he’d only be using it for roughly an hour, he’d had no choice but to pay for a full day. Such was life on the sly.

    The day was pleasantly mild. Carl walked briskly, feeling excited that he was meeting up with her today. It had been a while and he really needed to see her. His body desired to be close to hers, naked.

    While he walked he thought about their situation. They were both married and a little bored with their home lives. The pair had met at a work conference out of town two months ago. They’d immediately hit it off and Carl found himself in her hotel room that night. At first he’d felt too guilty to go through with what they had planned, but after another couple of drinks his conscience and inhibitions dissipated and a marathon of all-night sex had ensued.

    Over the past couple of weeks she’d seemed less available to meet up and Carl suspected she had another lover besides himself and her own husband. He wasn’t sure, but his instincts told him it was probably true. He found himself feeling a tad jealous about that. But that was ridiculous. In this sordid situation he didn’t really deserve that emotion. He had no right to feel jealous about anything. Instead, he should just enjoy what he was getting and take whatever was on offer from her.

    She met him in the lobby and together they went over to the concierge desk to claim the room key. It was actually a credit card-sized piece of plastic rather than a key. Once up on the third floor, Carl swiped the card and they entered the room.

    Inside there was a frenzy of activity as both of them hurriedly disrobed and collapsed naked onto the bed. Lips and tongues met wetly, breathing came in short, excited bursts, hands wandered restlessly, probing each other for the important bits. Her hand found his raging hard-on and she squeezed it tightly in her fist. Carl’s fingers probed her wet snatch. She sighed heavily as he parted those succulent lips of hers and two fingers gained entrance to her smoldering tunnel.

    They tongued each other furiously. Carl literally ate her mouth. His tongue was getting sore and over-stretched, but he didn’t care about that. His body was on fire and his sexual arousal was almost overwhelming.

    Her mouth moved away from his as her tongue traced a moist line down over his chest and stomach. When she reached his erection, she paused for a moment to admire it with a smile. Then her lips were around the head and her mouth was plunging down his throbbing shaft.

    Fingers played with his balls, maybe even a little roughly. She sucked hard, sending tingles of intense pleasure all through him. He shuddered involuntarily from the sensations she inflicted upon his manhood. She always gave fantastic head. He seized her by the hair and rammed her down onto himself. She gagged, but didn’t object. Instead she sucked him harder still, making loud, slurping sounds as she went about her work.

    Carl closed his eyes and soaked up the euphoria of the moment. He couldn’t remember when his wife had ceased doing this to him. It had been quite a while ago, so long ago that the very memory of it was hazy. She used to perform oral on him every time they made love. Why that had stopped, he had no idea. Maybe it was something he’d done, he wasn’t sure.

    Next thing he knew her pussy was being planted on his face and his tongue automatically darted inside her soaking wet and extremely hot tunnel. He savored the flavor of her while she continued to gorge his raging meat. It throbbed in her throat as her juices trickled down his.

    They tongued and sucked in a sixty-niner for at least ten minutes or more. By the time they both broke for much-needed air they were majorly turned on.

    She straddled him while facing him and lowered herself onto his needy dick. Carl gasped as he entered her moist interior. She felt exquisitely tight as always and she fit like a tailor-made glove. His hands found her small breasts and he squeezed them while she rode him slowly. Her cunt was so wet now that juice leaked out of her lips and cascaded over his heavy sack.

    I so fucking need this, he told her.

    She didn’t reply, just responded by upping the tempo of her thrusts. Carl had her by the hips now and was driving into her from beneath, meeting her strokes in perfect harmony. His cock rammed her passage, causing her to squeal and howl like a sexual animal.

    God, I love...fucking you, she whispered, her eyes shut tight, her voice throaty with desire. I want you to give it to me from behind.

    She got off him and positioned herself on the large bed on all fours. Carl knelt behind her and guided his wet shaft back into her steamy mound. They both groaned on entry and he had her panting rapidly as he stroked into her with a fast rhythm. The woman reached a hand between her legs and strummed her clitoris while his cock pleasured her tunnel. Carl watched himself disappearing inside her and smiled when he saw how wide his thick dick was stretching her lips apart. She often commented on the size of his cock and he was happy that he had the dimensions to satisfy her.

    The bed started to creak from the intensity of the love action. Carl flipped her over onto her back, roughly spread her legs and jammed his cock between her saturated lips once more. He plowed into her like a machine, and sometimes he felt like a love machine when he was with her. Their sex was on fire, so different to how it now was with his wife when on the odd occasion they did actually have sex.

    Fuck me! she suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs.

    I am, Carl said. Come all over my cock.

    I will...if you keep...that up, she said between excited pants.

    Your cunt is so fucking wet, he told her, as if she were totally oblivious to the fact.

    You make me wet, Darling. Your big cock makes her drool with hunger. Make me come.

    Carl gave it everything he had and slammed into her like a jackhammer. He was breathing hard, his cock throbbing with power and energy. He had to hold himself back. Right now he only wanted to make her come, not himself. Exercising great mind control while still maintaining the pleasure of the moment, Carl brought her to a climax and kept stroking into her until she was done. She wrapped her arms around him and drew him down on top of herself. Their lips met in a wet embrace, tongues quickly becoming active as her desire escalated once

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