Not one, not two, not three, but seven -- seven beautiful young ladies lusting to act out age play scenarios.
Billionaire Samson Bailey dates the hottest women, yet remains unsatisfied. He believes gorgeous and sexy Melissa just one more, until she proposes an enticing deal. What man could resist 7 gorgeous hot babes and Melissa willing to act out adult baby fantasy roles with him?
Tangerine: Eighteen going on twenty-five, wild and free. A crazed party-goer who stops at nothing for thrills. He enjoys her.
Ambrosia: She returns home from the college Homecoming Dance upset because her date tried to put his hands up her dress, after Samson warned her she better return home still inexperienced. She demonstrates with Samson what the boy tried to do, and he gives her experience.
Nectar: A skinny soccer-playing tomboy, she confesses her sexual confusion to Samson. She doesn't fantasize about boys OR girls -- only him.
Ecstasy: She disturbs Samson by wanting to watch sexy movies that all revolve around one disturbing theme. When he puts her to bed that night, they play a game that makes Samson lose control.
Cherry Tart: In bed with Samson on a lazy Sunday morning, Cherry Tart reveals a shockingly sophisticated ability to blackmail Samson. And he winds up with his hands and feet tied up while she __ .
Sweetie Pie: As a beauty pageant princess, she puts on a show for Samson. When it's over, he demonstrates how pageant judges might try to get her to 'bribe' them to vote her the winner.
Baby Doll: She knows no inhibitions about showing off or stimulating her body, in or out of the bathtub, with Samson.
Melissa: She enjoys playing with her toys and drinking her formula. Fortunately for Samson, she loves making his dingaling toy ring. And sucking for his special milk.
Once caught up in these age play erotica scenarios, Samson forgets the reality -- and so do you, the reader.
(NOTE: all characters are 18 or older.)
Contains: lots of role playing.
5 Flames
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / General"Remember when we walked through the mall this afternoon? Every man was looking at me, weren't they?"
"Ahh, honey -- "
"You didn't want to notice. Every man there -- every heterosexual man -- noticed how sexy I looked. I could feel them looking. Out of the corners of their eyes, because they didn't want to be caught lusting after me in public, but they looked. In their hearts, they wanted me. If erections rang bells, I would have set the whole mall to clanging."
"Honey, don't accuse all those men . . . "
"I'm just stating the facts. They want me."
"What's up with you and sex, tonight? You want to watch all those perverted dirty movies, and then claim every guy wants you, and now -- "
"They do want me. All of them -- all right, almost all -- if they could get me alone, if they thought they could get away with it, they'd pull this skirt and my panties down and stick their cocks in me."
"Darling --"
"Of course they'd deny it. Claim they want older women, bigger women. Some of them would even believe their own denials, until they got their hands on me, then they'd lose control. They hated you."
"Me? Why?"
"Because you were there walking beside me, holding my hand. Because you had what they all wanted, and can't have. Me."
Samson laughed. "Oh, come on -- "
"Because they all want to be where you are right now, sitting in my bedroom, with me on your lap, my tiny sweet ass pressing against your cock."
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Already translated.
Translated by Alejandra Atala
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Author review: She translated a full-length novel quickly and well. |
