All Chapters of Watch Me Explode, Daddy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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COLLECTION 1: Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(I)

If you called her a cougar or whatever hot-to-trot name the kids had come up with these days, Marie was liable to curse you out. She was anything but anybody’s cradle robber. Marie was simply Marie, an older woman who happened to be married to a younger man, and who happened to still have the goods to keep his eyes right square on her. Marie wasn’t like other women her age. Not like the ones who had settled into the grandmotherly role, and not like the ones who acted too much like their own children. She was one hell of a fuck and there was no denying that. They could go for hours, non-stop, and he’d be worn out long before her. And she had settled down, as much as a woman like Marie was able to. At forty-three, she wore her shorts mid-thigh instead of barely covering her ass-cheeks. The wildness was in her naturally, always had been. It was one of the main things that had attracted Gavin to Marie in the first place, that and her goddess-like body, of course. She had grown up fas

Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(II)

So, maybe the car was gone. Maybe she had spent the money on some outrageous thing. Maybe he’d one day know what it was and maybe he wouldn’t. But for now, Gavin thought, fuck the car, and fuck the walk. Gavin was going to fuck his wife in this old-fashioned swing that hung from this big oak tree in the middle of nowhere.It took Marie only moments to get out of her uniform, to strip down to the sheer lavender bra and panties she wore beneath. She reached behind her back and unhooked the large cups that held her full breasts, smiling and keeping her eyes on Gavin as she did so. Next, she helped him out of his clothes, unbuttoning his polo shirt first and pulling it over his head. She threw it onto the dew-moistened grass. Then she unbuckled his belt and slipped it swiftly through the loops. She loosened the button on his shorts, unzipped them and let them fall easily down his legs. Gavin stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Right now nothing was as important to him as fuck

Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(III)

She was watching him towel off, fresh out of a hot shower. Marie’s eyes travelled the length of his white body, taking in his curly pale hair, blue eyes, thin pink lips. She always lingered on her favourite parts of him, his thick, firm fingers, his long, curved cock. Then Gavin’s eyes began to linger on Marie. Her right foot was firmly planted on a red-velvet-seated golden chair. She was wearing a black vinyl thong and nothing more. She was holding a purple silk scarf. Marie had something in store for him. She reached down and pressed play on the stereo. From the speakers came a song, slow and sensual. Her body began to move to match the tempo. She swayed from side to side, lowering herself to grind in an exotic dance. Then she rose back up, teasing her younger husband with her moves. It was like watching her fifteen years ago. Gavin dropped his towel and walked towards her. Marie took her foot off the chair and nodded towards it. ‘Have a seat,’ she said. ‘I’ve got something spe

COLLECTION 2: SOAKED IN SIN

I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs and his paces eating the ground. I’d bet my last ten quid he wasn’t from around here. Fenchurch Brokers had been my home since I was a young girl and I’d taken it over when Pops had died ten years ago. I knew everyone’s face, the way they knew mine. ‘So what have you got for me?’ I asked, then realised a few moments too late that I’d fluffed my brunette locks over my shoulders and licked my lips. His broadening grin told me he was used to the effect he had on women, of any age. Inwardly I berated myself. I was the local bank-of-crisis, get-money- quick supplier. I bought crap, or treasure, for pennies, and sold it on for a few quid whenever red letters landed on doormats or kitchen cupboard

SOAKED IN SIN(II)

It couldn’t be. I studied the cover more closely. It absolutely, definitely was him. Those eyes, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. OK, I’d seen him fully clothed and on the cover of His Best Performance he wore only a pair of swimming trunks – tiny, tight, yellow – but I recognised him beyond doubt. I swallowed a lump in my throat. What was beneath his clothes was nothing short of beautiful. Golden chest, defined abs and a tantalising trail of hair from his naval to the waistband of those itsy-bitsy trunks. Behind him a woman reclined on a sun-lounger, her arms tossed above her head and a towel carefully placed on her naked body to cover the juncture of her thighs, though her full breasts jutted towards the sun. She was the picture of bliss with her eyes shut, back arched and parted mouth upturned in a smile. He’d obviously used the cock I could just decipher the outline of, to give her exactly what she wanted and then some.My heart thudded. I could hear my pulse whooshing through my

SOAKED IN SIN(III)

‘I’m shut for lunch. Please leave and come back another time if you want to repurchase your DVDs.’ I turned and went into the sanctuary of my backroom. My legs were wobbly, my knees weak, but I held my chin high. I gasped when there was a sudden tightening on my right upper arm.‘You watched it, didn’t you?’ Jared spun me to face him. ‘You didn’t sell it, you kept it for yourself. That’s how you know my name.’‘Don’t be so ridiculous.’ He didn’t look angry; instead he looked pleased, triumphant almost.‘So tell me, what did you think of my performance?’I stepped backwards and he followed, holding both my upper arms now.My shoulders hit the wall and he pressed his body against mine and looked down at me. His face was so close I could make out a small scar just below his left eye and see every dark eyelash individually.‘I don’t know what you mean,’ I said, acutely aware of his hard pecs shoved up against the soft mounds of my breasts. Pushing, pressing into me.‘Quit the games,’ he s

SOAKED IN SIN(IV)

He stretched my pussy with his big long fingers, two at least pushing in, easing me open. My spine curled and I squeezed my eyes shut, gripped him with my internal muscles. Electric whips of sensation burned through my core. He was working me with his tongue, fucking me with his fingers. For a moment I imagined I was that beautiful woman on the DVD being serviced as I lounged by a pool in the sunshine. I was glamorous and rich and living in LA. My body young and lithe, my skin flawless and smooth. Thinking nothing of wearing a bikini from dawn to dusk. And the Californian sun could well have been heating me, for my body was feverish, sex-sweat pricking at my flesh. The blistering pressure was growing and building. I gripped his hair and thrust my hips in time with his penetrations. Forgot about that woman in the sun and became me again. Thestar of my own smokin’ porn movie with Jared as my co-star.‘Oh, God, I’m going to come,’ I moaned, throwing my head back against the wall and star

COLLECTION 3: STOLEN ORGASM (I)

I swallowed hard as I regarded the polished oak door before me. The steps leading up to it are a distinguished dark granite, gleaming and austere yet stately, separating the mysteries to be discovered beyond that portal from the understated grandeur of this quiet West London suburb.I glance from my left to my right, scanning the wide, well-lit, tree-lined avenue on either side, the pleasant lawned gardens, the gated driveways.There can't be a property on this street which would sell for less than two million pounds. I wouldn't mind betting that the well-heeled inhabitants lucky enough to reside here have not the slightest idea of the kinky fun and games to be enjoyed right at the heart of their peaceful little slice of middle England.Or perhaps they do. Perhaps it's no accident that this gracious mansion should be located here, catering to the kinkier tastes of the city élite.Certainly the fees charged by the Vivant Club suggest a seriously wealthy clientèle. It’s only by pure, du

STOLEN ORGASM(II)

I expect darkness, or at least subdued lighting, but find neither. The room I enter is well lit, and whilst not especially large, I can see at a glance that it is equipped with a dizzying array of toys and implements. I turn in a slow circle, taking stock.A spanking bench dominates one end of the room, and a plain wooden chair, without arms, is at the other end. The wall before me is mirrored. My own rather startled-looking reflection peers back at me from the glass. I took particular care over my appearance this evening, but despite my effortsI look dishevelled and unprepared, my shoulder-length dark hair more tousled than artfully curled. My short red latex skirt is creased so I pull it smooth again, then adjust my black and crimson corset. I can cover my breasts or my abdomen, not both. I opt for my breasts, and twist to check the seam on my thigh-high stockings. Not too shabby.I move across the room to examine the items hanging from a display rail beside the St. Andrew's cross.

STOLEN ORGASM(III)

"Are you comfortable, Jessie?" This from Mark, who is also behind me now."I... I wouldn't describe myself as comfortable exactly, Sir.""Oh? Is there a problem?""No, Sir. I just... I want you to touch me. Please.""Ah, you're eager to get started, is that it?""Yes, Sir, I suppose so. It's just... the waiting is difficult, Sir.""Is there somewhere else you need to be, Jessie? Are you in a hurry?We're keeping you, perhaps?" His soft tone has hardened just slightly, but enough to serve as a warning."No, Sir. I apologise." I ought to know better than to seek to hurry aDom intends on taking his time, even more so two Doms. "I meant no disrespect.""We know that, Jessie. But you will be patient from now on, will you not? We wouldn't want to have to take issue with you over this.""I will, Sir, I promise." I gnaw on my lower lip, willing myself to remain silent until I need to speak again.Several moments pass, then I jerk violently as fingers part my pussy lips."Be still, Jessie. Set

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