Sorry for not being around much lately – both my master and I have just been completely overwhelmed in our everyday lives. As a peace offering, I’m posting a delicious excerpt from a book I’d like to recommend to you: Sophie and the Artist. One of my fellow naughty bloggers wrote it, so you should definitely check it out if you love the below piece(reprinted here with permission):
On the screen in front of her, the two girls were becoming more frantic, one of them on all fours, the other girl behind her, her fingers deep in her cunt, fucking her with them hard. The girl on all fours was groaning urgently, her body trembling as the other girl pounded at her sex, so close to her orgasm, her cunt audibly wet, trembling and shaking gorgeously. Sophie couldn’t watch any more – she was so wet, and the sights and sounds were going to make her come – she could already feel James standing behind her, his hands sliding to her hips, holding her in place, rubbing himself against her, his warm, wet cock sliding against her ass, the head of his penis slipping down, sliding between her thighs from behind, skidding deliciously against her dripping wet cunt. Sophie arched her back, pushing back towards him, and James groaned, his swollen erection parting her pussy lips, and pushing, at long last, slowly inside her.
Sophie could feel every inch of his hugely erect penis as it slid deeper and deeper into her cunt, filling her – she groaned with pleasure, pushing back onto him, her dripping wet cunt engulfing his cock, squeezing around him. Already, once again, his cock was pulsing, his body trembling as he fought the impulse to come, needing it so much, holding it back. Sophie was equally aroused – just the presence of him inside her was pushing her so close to orgasm, and the intense gasps and groans from the screen were pushing her closer still. She knew she wasn’t going to be able to last long.
“Fuck me, Uncle James…” she gasped, feeling her juices already streaming down his length as he throbbed inside her, “ohhh god please fuck me…”
James groaned with pleasure, trying to hold back his orgasm, his penis pulsing so deliciously now, sliding deeper inside her, his hands slipping up her back, around her waist, reaching her breasts, cupping them, pinching her nipples softly between his fingertips as he began to slide in and out, in and out, gorgeous wet sounds accompanying each thrust, taking him closer and closer to the edge.
Sophie pushed back harder onto him… he looked down at her ass, so soft, so inviting… he’d fantasised about this so many times… Sophie as his dirty little slut, being bad for him, being taken by him, fucking her hard, using her for his pleasure. Bad little Sophie… as that thought rushed through his head, he felt himself throb hard in her cunt… he needed to punish her… god he needed that… needed to remind her what a bad girl she was. Sliding one of his hands back to her hip, clutching it, his cock throbbing harder in her cunt, he lifted his other hand, and slapped it down hard on her ass, striking her firmly.
Sophie cried out, her ass stinging with the spank, surprised and aroused in equal measure, turning her head back to look at him. “Uncle James…” she gasped, “what are you doing… oohhhhhhh!” She cried out as he spanked her again, harder this time, pleasure and pain rushing through her body, her clit throbbing in response.
“Dirty little girl…” he gasped, “dirty little Sophie… such a bad girl… such a little slut…” and he struck her a third time, a hard, stinging slap on her ass, the spank echoing around the little cinema, Sophie crying out with pain and pleasure, her cunt tightening around his cock, her juices threatening to gush over him. This wasn’t Sophie’s way – she was always the dominant one, she was always the one in charge, but she was moments away from her orgasm, and she needed it again. She could feel him pulsing hard in her cunt, and she could barely take any more.
“yes…” she gasped, “yes I’m your slut… please… ohh god please I’m gonna come…”
James groaned. “Dirty fucking slut…” he gasped, and he struck her again, another hard slap on her ass, and Sophie screamed with pleasure. It was all she could take – she felt his hand lift up again, but she couldn’t hold it back any longer – she thrust her cunt back hard onto his pulsing cock, feeling the full length of his throbbing penis so deep, so hard inside her, and she began to come, began to convulse intensely, screaming again, her orgasm ringing around the small theatre, grabbing onto the back of the seat as she came, so fucking hard, shaking and convulsing as her cunt slid all the way down over his throbbing erection, a sudden rush of her juices splashing over his cock, streaming over his balls, James groaning in response, holding his erection deep inside her, as her cunt pulsated around him, so fucking wet, cumming so hard, all over his cock…
He was so close to his climax, but there was still one part of his fantasy that he hadn’t yet reached… and as she shook deliciously in her orgasm, her ass looked so inviting…
Want to read more? Yeah, you know you do. Sophie and the Artist is 168 pages, large format (6″ x 9″), £7.81 (approx $15.00), plus s&p
Order your copy direct from http://www.lulu.com/content/2013563
Ideal on your coffee table, as a traveling companion, as a gift for a lover, or best of all, slipped under your pillow to read all by yourself at bedtime. 
The book ships in firm, discreet, well sealed and tough packaging (looking very similar to Amazon packages). Grab your copy today!
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Rori is the founder of Between My Sheets. She works full time as a writer, reviewer, and online educator and can be reached at rori-at-betweenmysheets.com
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mmm thankyou *kiss* – hope you have fun with the book!
Wow, then ew… Interesting.
thanks !! very helpful post!