Making a Triple-Chocolate Cream Pie for My Husband!

By Anita Blackmann

It's bad enough that Sandy caught her husband pleasuring himself to online porn but did he have to do it while wearing her bra and panties? And the things he was looking at... Interracial, Menage, Cuckold, and even Feminization and Female Domination!

Unable to deal with it, she'll go out, again, dressed just like she was the week before. Back to when it all started and wearing her hottest club dress. She doesn't really know why... A do-over, maybe? But as the increasingly wild and sexually-charged night builds to a crescendo, a very naughty plan forms. And first up will be serving him a very hot, creamy, triple-chocolate dessert that she and some strangers are cooking up, just for him!

Making a Triple-Chocolate Cream Pie for My Husband! is a raunchy and sexually explicit tale for Adults Only. Take a peek inside and see for yourself. DON'T MISS THIS ONE!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deadlier Than the Male Publications
• Release date: Jun 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463967409

Anita Blackmann

Anita Blackmann married young, fresh out of high school. It was obvious that neither of them was ready for marriage, and it ended within a couple of years.With stars in her eyes, she went to Hollywood next and acted for a while, mostly in small parts in independent films. She met and married a producer who introduced her into a world of wild parties and underground sex clubs. She came to fear for her health and sanity, and eventually walked away from him and his money.She leads a very different life now, and has decided to write of the world she she once knew as a way of empowerment.

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Making a Triple-Chocolate Cream Pie for My Husband!

by Anita Blackmann

Copyright 2018 Anita Blackmann

Published 2018 by Deadlier Than the Male Publications

All characters in this book are 18 and over.

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Table of Contents

Excerpt

Making a Triple-Chocolate Cream Pie for My Husband!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Bonus Material: Caught by My Wife, The Feminization of Morgan

About the Author

Other Books by Anita Blackmann

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Excerpt

Her hot breath on my throbbing, aching clit brought my attention back to her. I stiffened, then shuddered. My pussy heated up and more cream gushed inside. Her nose – just the soft tip of it, mind you – brushed against my rock-hard nub, sending a shockwave of pleasure through me. I squirmed, delirious and wanting so much more. Her tongue flicked across it, then she enveloped it with her lips. A quick flick and then another. And then...

Panting and still holding his wrist, it took a whole lot of energy that I didn't quite have to look up into his handsome face. Please, I repeated. He looked concerned. Please, fuck me!

A smile spread quickly across his face as I let go of his hand, leaning back against the stall wall for support. He had his belt and pants undone in a heartbeat and as he pulled them down, taking his shorts with them, I suddenly realized that the massive thing that I had felt before that I knew was much too big to be his cock was, in actuality, his cock. It was so thick and so heavy that it couldn't possibly defy gravity but as he took it in his hand and stroked it, it was clear that it was indeed very, very hard.

That didn't stop me from reaching out and checking it for myself.

Oh, shit, I gasped in wide-eyed astonishment. I can't believe that's real. He chuckled, nervously.

We don't have to... he started to say. I quickly looked up and cut him off.

Don't even joke about it, I said, stroking him long and lovingly. I have to know. That smile – that handsome fucking smile – returned so quickly. My cunt, still sopping from his fingering, gushed anew. I put one foot up on the edge of the toilet seat, offering my eager pussy to him and then the two of us guided the massive head toward my dripping snatch.

UH, I grunted as the crown found my engorged and hungry lips. He worked it along them, just as he had his finger, and I was suddenly glad that he had taken the time to open me