An Audiobook Anal Session : Desperate MILFs: Desperate MILFs

By Tori Westwood

I'm a narrator of sinful erotica audiobooks and one of them has given me the naughtiest of ideas.  After reading a story about anal sex I'm compelled to try the act, hoping that it's the same as it's described in the book, but I want to know if it's as big a turn on to listen to as I think it is.

My lodger Jordan is the closest to hand and his reaction is something I wasn't expecting.  I encourage the alpha-male out of him and soon Jordan is taking me rough and for the first time, deep in the naughtiest hole of all.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Jun 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201214753

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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I stared right down the barrel of him.  He’d trimmed his hair short around it and it was making it look even bigger.  I could see the full, beautiful majesty of it.  The clean, smooth lines and the plump, throbbing veins.  Even his balls hung invitingly.  Jordan didn’t seem to know what he was in possession of.

Are you going to ...? he asked.

Are you kidding?  I’d be honored.

He started to smile but the expression soon vanished when I wrapped him in my fist.  I tugged at him and felt the strength of his arousal.  It was the strong, unbroken arousal of youth.  His cock felt like granite in my fist.  I tugged at it impatiently and Jordan took a step forward with it.

I opened my mouth and kissed wetly at the head.  He looked down and watched as I toyed with him.  I moved my hair over to one side and looked up into his eyes as I gnawed at his cock.  I started to smirk, and Jordan smiled back.

That looks hot, Ms. Cooper, he moaned.

Don’t you go coming yet, you naughty boy, I told him.  It was like I was in the middle of one of my own audiobooks.

I drove my lips over him and put his cock as far into my mouth as I could make it go.  It touched the back of my throat with plenty of it left unclaimed.

I washed my tongue around the underside of him and then pulled back, squeezing him tightly and rubbing the spit over his cock as I watched it up-close.

That’s it, I hushed, watching him move.  That’s what I want.

Jordan