Pegged at the Party

By Reagan Snow

A group of horny women, a wife who loves to win, and a bet with unforeseen consequences...

My wife and I bet on just about anything - who will mow the lawn the fastest. Who will wash the most dishes. Who can get to the grocery store and back the quickest. The more mundane the bet, the more exotic the payoff, but with this last bet, I am finding myself the center of attention in ways I never could have imagined. Is pegging a payoff I can handle? Will I beg them to stop? Or beg them for more...

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**Preview**

She smiled and peeled off her skintight jogging pants, revealing her shaved pussy. I stared. I always stared at her slit. I love the way the line of her pussy disappears between her legs and leads to the crack of her perfect ass.

I especially love the way that just a little bit of her inner fold peaks out on the left side. Just enough to pull between my lips when I go down on her. It is soft. It feels like velvet on my tongue as I suck on her. It is also the first place her cum drips from when she gets turned on.

As I stared, a drop glistened on the lobe of skin before falling to the laundry room floor.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Reagan Snow
• Release date: Aug 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370941322

Reagan Snow

Hi and welcome! I enjoy exploring the recesses of the attic of my mind and let that curiosity take me wherever it may lead, from a hot wife getting more than she can find at home to a billionaire taking advantage of his wealth...you never know what may come next.If you want to be the first to hear about my new stories and receive a FREE FemDom erotica story, be sure to sign up for my newsletter at http://geni.us/Newsletter. I will never sell, trade, or lend your email address to others!Be sure to check back often for new FemDom Erotic stories.

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Pegged at the Party

Pegged at the Party

Pegging Gangbang Group Sex FemDom Erotica

Reagan Snow

Snowflake Press, LLC

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Pegged at the Party

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About Reagan Snow

Copyright © 2016 by Reagan Snow

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical articles and reviews.

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

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My wife is very competitive . Sam was a volleyball and softball player up through college. Even today she enjoys city league sports and prefers biking or walking to work. But she can’t just walk or bike to work. Every day she sends me text messages telling me how fast she got to work and then another one telling me how fast she got back home.

I, on the other hand, like to think that I am a smart competitor. I only compete in things that I think I can win. I don’t play basketball because I know I can’t shoot a foul shot. In fact, sports in general are not my thing.

I do compete with my wife in other areas. We count how many dishes we each wash each month or how fast we can finish our half of the grocery shopping list.

The more and more my wife and I have competed with our mundane tasks, the more we’ve become competitive about what we were betting. Losing the dish washing race used to mean the loser would have to do all of the dishes for the next month. Now the one of us who does fewer dishes has to wash all the dishes for the next month…naked.

Over time, we have continued to raise the stakes until recently when I thought of the ultimate wager. I had been practicing for about a month and I was certain that I could mow the lawn in less than 52 minutes. If that seems like a very specific number, it is because it is a very specific number.

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