| Title | : | Mistaken for a Call Girl |
|---|---|---|
| Author | : | Dawn Devore |
| Release | : | 2014-03-09 |
| Kind | : | ebook |
| Genre | : | Erotica, Books, Fiction & Literature |
| Size | : | 21385 |
| Mistaken for a Call Girl: A First Anal Sex with Stranger Erotica Story Carol has a very sexy dream, and it’s quite vivid and realistic. She can almost feel hands on her; can almost hear the heavy breathing. Then, she wakes up and realizes it’s not a dream! There’s a complete stranger having sex with her! He calls her Kirsten, and she realizes he’s mistaken her for her prostitute roommate. She lets it continue anyway, completely taken by the experience. She had no idea, though, that this client was going to take her tightest hole! Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity including sex with a stranger, first anal sex, sex for hire, and more. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this ebook. Here is a preview: I think I realized I wasn’t dreaming when he spread my legs and pushed inside of me. I felt his weight on top of me and it was real, not dreamlike. I kept my eyes close but I couldn’t pretend it was a dream. An absolute stranger was on top of me and f*****g me and treating me like a sex object. Panic set in but it was a paralyzing panic rather than the kind of panic that called me to action. And then the man spoke. He said I was beautiful and that he loved me. My eyes opened wide and I think I was in a bit of shock because I didn’t struggle at all. My arms were at my sides and I didn’t lift them. I could feel the weight of the man on top of me and my legs were spread to accommodate him. It was pitch black in the room and his cock pushed slowly in and out of me as he whispered how much he loved me and how wonderful I was. I lay there unable to think or breathe and worse, I felt a strange and almost humiliating sense of wrongness because the movement of his shaft within me was causing a buildup of desire and arousal. Despite the situation, my body enjoyed what was happening. I knew I needed to struggle but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The man kept whispering, and when he called me Kirsten I realized he had come into my room instead of my roommate’s and been confused in the dark. I felt a quick surge of guilt, but it passed quickly. This wasn’t a boyfriend. This was a john. Holly had confided in me some time ago that she paid for college as a prostitute, and Kirsten was the name she used in that capacity. This guy thought he was having sex with a whore. sex with a whore, sex with a stranger, first anal sex, sex for hire, call girl sex, prostitute sex, erotica |
