FUCKING MY HUSBAND'S NEW BOSS (An MFF Threesome Erotica Story) (Threesome Sex)

Moira€s superstar salesman husband Ron finally comes through on his promise of a trip to Paris, and the only thing she has to do is have the sales manager over for dinner on the weekend before they leave. She€s not exactly happy about having some gruff stuffed-shirt over, but Sam is surprisingly different. For one thing, it€s a dress, and not a shirt! The beautiful sales manager has a number of other surprises in store for Moira, too, starting with her very first lesbian sex right in the middle of a red hot husband share m©nage a trois!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an mff threesome sex encounter. It includes first lesbian threesome sex, oral threesome sex, rough threesome sex, deepthroat, husband share threesome, semen swallowing, and cum sharing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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As we stared at each other, still giggling, she leaned forward and kissed me.

A great many thoughts and sensations rushed through my head when she did that. First off, there was the delicious thrill of kissing a woman for the first time. I won€t say it was entirely different from kissing a man. The same thrilling urgency was there, and the same overwhelming desire to make the kiss more rose up in me. Still, it was softer, and somehow a whole hell of a lot naughtier. As her tongue pushed past my lips and her hands began moving over my body, I let my tongue run over hers and hugged her body, wet clothes and all, close to me. I couldn€t believe the intensity of my desire for her. I wasn€t a prude by any means. Ron and I were very, very active sexually, and we enjoyed near-daily sex. We€d involved toys, porn movies, fantasies, and even gone to strip clubs where we could watch dancers give lap dances to each other. Nothing I€d ever done before had filled me with need as Sam€s kiss did. We completely lost control. I found myself reaching down to her waist and pulling up her dress. It came up to her waist, and suddenly I wasn€t just kissing a lovely blonde girl; I was running my hands over a perfect little heart shaped ass. She moved her hands up and under my blouse, and when her hands got to my bra, she unhooked it in seconds. We both moaned into each other€s mouth as I squeezed her lovely cheeks and she rolled my nipples with her thumb and forefinger.

Nothing spontaneous like this had ever happened to me. She lifted my shirt off me and tried to move close again, but I kept her far enough away so I could get her dress off, and when it fell to the floor, I gasped. She really was perfect.