A Torrent Of Love Inside Me : Brat Internals 22 (Breeding Erotica Virgin Erotica First Time Erotica Pregnancy Erotica Age Gap Erotica): Brat Internals, #22

By Tori Westwood

I accidentally spot my mature housemate Clint in a moment of self-gratification, but he’s got no idea I’m watching him.  I can’t take my eyes off him as he erupts a torrent of love and now all I can think about is having it inside me.  I just need to convince Clint.  Read how I feel him explode inside me!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Apr 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386775768

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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He fell back onto the duvet and I dropped the crotch of my panties onto his boxer-shorts.  I could feel the thick slab of his sinful flesh against my pussy and it sent a thrill through me unlike any other.

That feels so good, I said, closing my eyes and ruffling my t-shirt.

My hands squeezed at my tits and I started to slide my crotch back and forth along his length.  Clint’s fists gripped the duvet tight as he fought with his own emotions.  How could something that felt so good be so wrong?

Think about what you’re doing, Lacey, he said.

I have, I breathed, and I dropped over him.

My blonde hair covered his face and I dropped my lips towards him.  Clint looked ready, as much as he was protesting.  I think he wanted it to be my decision.

I moved my lips towards his and closed my eyes.  Soon they were touching his and I teased my tongue across the divide, finding his tongue in his mouth and slipping over it.

Clint breathed a kiss into me that seemed to cause an awakening inside me.  I felt the juices of my pussy well as the blood surged to my sex.

I was pressing harder on his length now as I dragged myself over him, sliding along it and imagining it piercing me.

I want it, I said, breaking from his lips.

Go and get it, he said, and it was the first instance of permission I’d been granted.

I kissed his lips and then his chin, stepping off the bed as I continued my way down him.  His stomach was tensed when I arrived at it.  I stroked my hand slowly down over the muscles and kissed each one in turn, teasing around his navel and continuing my descent.

Soon I could see the tight waist-band of his boxer-shorts and I felt my pulse race as the forbidden appendage came into view.  I could see the fabric of his underwear stretching over it.  It looked big and powerful.

I kissed it gently through the fabric, opening my mouth