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Damn Right Naughty!
Damn Right Naughty!
Damn Right Naughty!
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Damn Right Naughty!

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Damn Right Naughty is a series of short sexually graphic stories about desires, lust and passion. If your looking for graphic sexual stories than look no further. Read alone in bed or read as a couple. These short stories are sure to ignite you. 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 18, 2023
ISBN9798223209270
Damn Right Naughty!

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    Damn Right Naughty! - Kitty Cummings

    PROLOGUE

    BOOK 1

    UNPERFECTED SEX

    "Unperfected Sex," about a young man who is an aspiring football player who craves more than just goals. Will he find what he is looking for?

    Unperfected Sex

    At senior school I was I was the popular boy who lived for football and loved the social life it brought with it. I was relentlessly ambitious and was recruited onto a training programme at the age of 18 where I trained intensively four times a week. My life was a whirlwind when I was spotted by a scout and brought into the academy of a premium club at the young age of 19, I was then asked to join the scholarship programme which meant no more education. God, I hated college with a passion and the only thing I was good at was football, so, to escape it was like heaven.

    It was hard though, much harder than I envisaged I still had to study, but it was different as I was also doing what I loved. Football was my passion, my life!

    My name began getting mentioned and this was when the girls started calling.  Quite literally I could have taken my pick of them. I mean who wouldn’t enjoy the fumbling’s and passionate kisses from all the beautiful girls. My life changed unexpectedly in March when a striker was injured. I was pulled in from the bench to play a game at the last moment. I was nervous, I thought I would vomit and had to give myself a talking to.  I’d only been on the pitch 15 minutes when I headed the most spectacular goal into the right-hand corner. The roar of the crowd was like nothing I’d ever experienced. That was it, I was like an addict, I was hooked!

    Overnight I was in demand and in more ways than one.  I was hunted like prey; women just wanted to use my name to promote themselves. My sexual appetite grew as much as my football skills. Orgasms released the endorphins similarly to a match but for not quite as long.

    My antics started drawing attention for all the wrong reasons and I was warned several times to sort myself out. I was spiralling out of control with fast cars, motorbikes, and women. Who could blame me?

    Fast forward a few years to when I was at the highlight of my life at 22 years old (or so I thought).  I was fucking every pussy I could sniff out. Believe me, I tried everything, I became addicted to a weekend prowl to attract pussy. I longed for the wet dripping cum running down my throbbing manhood.

    This was all cruelly snatched away from me when several friends and I were riding our motorbikes in the Valley.

    Boiling hot and dying for a drink we entered an old-fashioned pub and took in our surrounds. It was in a stunning location, the trees’ reflection shimmered on the water of the lake outside as the cool breeze blew.

    Several groups of girls were sat outside, and we grabbed the nearest table and relaxed. It didn’t take long for them to start whispering and finally three of them ventured over. I was used to the attention and joined in the conversation, sensing their eagerness. A couple of drinks later a few of the boys left, leaving Kevin and I. Kevin soon went off with a buxom blonde to a waiting room. I was left alone with Fiona and Bridgett. I felt good, my cock stirred in my leathers, I was in heaven!

    Entering the Homestead Inn after an amazing night of my favourite kind of sex - threesomes. Fiona and Bridgett were lesbians (or so they said) and this was enough to excite and entice me. Laughing and feeling relaxed after several drinks at the hostelry, holding my arms tightly around these two beauties as I tightly squeezed their respective buttocks. They both jumped and shrieked with delight. We entered the wooden cabin for the most unforgettable night of wild, no holds back, raw sex. As I stood in the doorway the girls sprung straight into action and started frantically kissing each other, my cock darted into life. They beckoned me over to join them, but I refused, as I loved to watch before I joined in. I loved the sensation of my twitching cock dancing around; waiting for the precise moment to fuck whatever hole took my fancy.

    Fiona pulled Bridgett’s clothes off roughly, but she kept watching for my reaction; my hand was slowly rubbing my ever-growing cock, my rhythm increased as much as Fiona’s

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