Voyeur

By Lex Hunter

Michael Mansur is what is known as a voyeur, and for the perfect visual experience he's willing to do whatever it takes. He discovers his next subjects on a dark street near to his luxurious home - a pair of girls enjoying a date together; but in the following weeks, as things start to hot up in the pair's blossoming relationship - as well as in their exhilarating performances for the voyeur - will they both agree on how far they should go? Or will it ultimately tear them apart...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lex Hunter
• Release date: Aug 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310680656

Lex Hunter

I'm Lex Hunter, I live in London, UK.I aim to write not just Erotica, but about characters the reader can relate to and relationships that feel real.I hope you enjoy my work - thank you for your support!Want to join my mailing list and receive exclusive freebies and offers? Please visit my website and register now!

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VOYEUR

By Lex Hunter

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This book is a work of fiction and the resemblance of any of the characters in this work to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright Lex Hunter 2015

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Michael Mansur’s mouth watered at the sight of the full-bodied girl’s luscious thick hips and ass and sexy high-heels. Keira really zoned into her role then, as she shook her butt teasingly with her hands on her hips, then took a few sexy steps in her heels, her big breasts jiggling wonderfully, giving her girlfriend and Michael a real eyeful of her stacked, voluptuous body

‘I’m cold,’ Xia shivered, pulling her arms into her sides and then wrapping them around herself. The other girl, much plumper and more practically dressed for the chilly night, placed her hand around the smaller girl’s neck and squeezed her right shoulder. Xia leant into the shoulder now presented to her, allowing her eyes to close for a few seconds as she snuggled against the soft, furry jacket collar, as the bigger girl kissed the top of her head, loving the feel of her clean, shiny black hair against her lips. She then smoothly stroked her head as she stared off into the night. She thought she saw a faint shape move, making her feel uneasy for a couple of seconds – but then she told herself it was a breezy night and most probably nothing. ‘You okay?’ she asked her girlfriend.

‘Yes,’ Xia answered, still snuggling against the coat. She rubbed her hand up and down against the other girl’s side and sniffed; ‘thanks.’

The plump girl, Keira, stared off into space again, thinking about the night – her second date with this cute Chinese girl. She felt that Xia hadn’t come out of her shell with her yet; perhaps she still isn’t comfortable being a lesbian in public, she thought; for Xia had told her she’d only realised she liked other women around eight months ago. They may have only shared two dates, but Keira knew already that she really liked this girl; she liked her a lot. But she wished she’d learn to chill out more and be herself. It didn’t matter what other people thought or what her parents might think; you had to be true to yourself – that had always been her philosophy. Keira herself was bi-sexual; but certainly when she met a girl she really liked, such as Xia, she sometimes felt she could happily be one hundred percent gay and most men could go to hell.

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Some people are born into a certain situation and it doesn’t seem to befit them at all; Michael Mansur was one such man. Now thirty-eight years old, he’d never done a day’s work until he’d been in