Hot Breeding Erotica (3 Stories Virgin Multiple Partners MFM Taboo Anal Sex Collection)

By Heather Dawson

3 hot, naughty stories of virgin ladies getting to experience their first times with multiple partners... These men share the women, take turns on them, and finish inside...!

 

Stories included:

Shared by the Biker Gang

Taken by Four Doctors

Four Doctors Share the Virgin

• Language: English
• Publisher: Heather Dawson
• Release date: Aug 2, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223843160

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Hot Breeding Erotica

(3 Stories Virgin Multiple Partners MFM Taboo Anal Sex Collection)

Copyright, 2023, All Rights Reserved

Heather Dawson

Table of Contents

Shared by the Biker Gang

Taken by Four Doctors

Four Doctors Share the Virgin

Shared by the Biker Gang

(Virgin BBW Breeding First Time Anal Sex Erotica Short Story)

Copyright, 2023, All Rights Reserved

By Heather Dawson

Chapter One

It was a late night, and a lonely one.

One A.M. at the bar by herself. Guys had come up to her, but none she’d been interested in. So there Alice sat in the corner... Alone, all by herself.

I hate life, she said and rolled her eyes. Then she flagged down the bartender and ordered another club soda.

Chuckling to herself, she thought about the absurdity of it all. She had been alone for so long. She was a virgin, despite having been recently engaged. Her fiancé had told her he wanted to wait until marriage. He had lied about that. At least, he had lied about himself also waiting. He told her he wanted her to be his virgin bride.

Six whole months since she had caught her fiancé with another woman in their very own bedroom... With his dick balls deep inside of the whore. Alice could feel her stomach turning from the mere memory of it. It was always the same – anytime she remembered it, she began to feel sick. The problem was, she couldn’t get it out of her head... She remembered getting home from work early, and going to her fiancé’s favorite restaurant to get takeout.

It will be a nice surprise, she told herself on her drive home, and then we’ll cuddle by the fire and make love after watching a romantic movie... Twenty four more days until the wedding!!

When she got home she opened the door and closed it, and that’s when she dropped the plastic bag containing food, along with the containers of sauce and seasoning which burst open and coated the inside of the bag with oily yellow. Her eyes widened from the sound of it upstairs... The moaning, the deep grunts, the sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin. The sound of a whore squealing.

"My God," she stammered softly, frozen in place.

She couldn’t bring herself to go upstairs and lay eyes on the noises she was hearing. She knew damn well what was going on, but she didn’t want to see it. Hearing it was enough. She began to cry, a low pitched wailing noise that went unnoticed by the perverts up in their bedroom – her bedroom, that is... After all, she owned the condominium along with her fiancé. Whoever the whore was upstairs in her bed had no right to be there.

She touched the doorknob as the tears streamed down her face and began to turn, but curiosity got the best of her. Then she spun back around and took a deep breath before wiping the streaming tears from her face and walking to the staircase. She went up the steps slowly, each step feeling like a massive workout at the gym.

Her legs felt heavy and her stomach felt like it had been turned upside down. She almost felt sick right then and there, but she took a big breath and said, "Harden up! You can do this. Face this bastard and tell him to get out!"

She made it to the top step and the moaning along with the grunting from her fiancé had grown to such a loud volume. Then she opened the door and saw it, right before her eyes....

His cock was burrowed in the strange woman’s shaved pussy. Her body was so slim, not curvy and thick like Alice’s, and her head dangled off the bed; mouth gaping open and emitting a pleasured moan. Her eyes were closed, and the lids were coated in a thin layer of blue eye shadow. She looked like a dancer, like some piece of trash whore... But regardless, Alice couldn’t help but feel even sicker because of how pretty she was. She was so jealous of that body... The beautiful thinness of it; the large natural breasts, and the tight ass.

Her fiancé pulled his cock from the woman’s sopping wet pussy and stroked it slowly, still not noticing Alice although she stood right in the doorway. He was too preoccupied with the beautiful woman below him. He was smiling down at her, licking his lips excitedly as he stared at the woman while he stroked his hard shaft. Her pussy juice glistened on his dick. He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her onto her stomach, and then he licked his finger and shoved it into her asshole.

The woman squealed. Oh, fuck...

Take it, Alice’s fiancé

Alice shrieked with rage and surprise, then clamped her hand over her mouth. Her eyes were bulging out and streaming tears, and her fiancé and the strange woman both turned their heads quickly and stared at her with fear...

Fuck. Oh, fuck, he stammered. Honey, what are you doing home?

"What am I doing home?" Alice shrieked. "Are you kidding me with that question? I live here!"

It’s... It’s not what you think it is. It’s not what it looks like, he stuttered.

His cock quickly went soft. It was still wet with the strange woman’s pussy juice. She lay there smiling at Alice, and Alice could have sworn she saw the woman even wink! She couldn’t believe it. The rage and sadness swelled up inside of her, and she ran out of the house, slammed the door, and never saw the cheater again.

Her best friend went and helped move her stuff. She never wanted to speak to her ex again. He had betrayed her, the bastard. She groaned as she thought of it, sitting there at the bar. It still made her stomach turn upside down as she remembered laying eyes on him fingering her asshole... Oh, god, she couldn’t believe it!

She was lucky, she realized, that she’d caught him before marriage. Divorcing so soon would have made it even worse, and more embarrassing. Then again, maybe she would have never caught him again. She wondered, as she sipped her club soda, if she would have preferred that. After all, blissful ignorance is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?

There was a sudden tap at her shoulder. She looked around and saw a man, a fine, gorgeous specimen of a man. He was muscular and had a lean jaw, chiseled features. His eyes were strikingly blue, and he was completely beautiful. How hadn’t she noticed him yet? Or maybe he had just arrived. But it seemed unlikely since the bar was closing in thirty minutes.

I just wanted to say that you look sad over here. A woman as beautiful as you should never be sad. Can I buy you a drink?

Sure, she said in a shaky voice.

This man was nothing like the others she’d met that night, the perverts who had approached her. They were ugly and dirty... Like most men in her town. But this guy? This one? He looked like a biker. He was covered in tattoos and wore a leather vest. His muscular arms bulged out along with his softball sized shoulders.

God, Alice was a somewhat confident woman... But around this stud, she felt out of her element. She felt so utterly shy. He was way out of her league, she felt. No guy as handsome as he had ever hit on her before, and she didn’t think she’d even seen a guy this handsome in real life before. He looked like he belonged in the movies.

Then the usual stuff happened, but in a way it wasn’t so usual. This guy knew what he wanted, and he didn’t waste time with the small talk, other than telling her his name. After taking two drinks of her gin and tonic, he checked his watch and took a deep breath, "I’m not going to play games, or tell you I’m here looking for a nice woman. I’m looking for someone who wants to try me on for size, if you know what I mean. I’m looking for some fun."

Alice opened her mouth and attempted to reply, but no words came out. She merely nodded as she gazed at the man