Supernatural Sex
By
Layla Fox
Smashwords Edition
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Copyright © 2012 Layla Fox
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All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author or publisher except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or reviews.
This is a work of fiction. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events or locales is purely coincidental.
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Table Of Contents
Excerpt from Fucked By An Angel
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Melissa watched the couple through the slats of the walk-in wardrobe door. She had heard them enter the house and thought it was best to hide until they left. Their voices had floated down the hallway outside the bedroom, gradually getting louder as they made their way towards her hiding place. They were looking around the room whispering conspiratorially in each others’ ear and laughing.
Suddenly the blonde-haired woman headed towards the wardrobe and opened it. Luckily it was a huge but gloomy space and Melissa was well hidden behind some old clothes that were hanging in there. She held her breath and froze until the doors started to re-close.
The woman looked at her husband thoughtfully “Yes, I think we should sign the lease, there’s loads of space and I’ve always wanted a walk-in wardrobe. There was a bit of a cold draft blowing through the wardrobe though so we have to get the landlord to take a look, but other than that, I love it.”
The man hugged his wife; he was finally happy to be able to stop looking for somewhere to live. He didn’t particularly like this house, it had weird cold spots and drafts, but if it meant no more weekends and evenings wasted by looking around dilapidated old houses then he was all for it.
He whispered into his wife’s ear “How would you like to christen this room? I’d like to fuck you right now.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. “We’ve got the place to ourselves for as long as we want, no one else was interested in this house for some reason.”
He ground his hard crotch into his wife’s stomach; she giggled and groped his ass. He kissed her long and hard and they stumbled towards the bed, discarding clothes along the way.
Melissa had her nose practically pressed against the door so she could keep an eye on them. She couldn’t believe they were going to fuck right here in front of her. She knew she shouldn’t be watching but couldn’t take her eyes from the scene. She could feel herself getting wet and was shocked that spying on unsuspecting people was turning her on.
The woman was now reclined on the bed completely naked with her legs brazenly spread open. Melissa could see that she wasn’t a natural blonde; dark brown neatly trimmed hair surrounded her glistening pink slit. Her tits were at least a D cup and they were topped with small pinkish-brown nipples that were rock hard. The man finished undressing beside the bed while admiring his hot wife. He leant over and licked her nipple and made her gasp.
Melissa watched as the woman licked her finger and moved it down to her pussy. She pulled her lips apart and rubbed her hard nub; groaning with pleasure at the first touch to her aching cunt.
The man growled at his wife “Turn over; I want to fuck you hard.”
The woman gave a few more leisurely strokes to her clit and then stood and bent over the bed. The man gazed down at his wife, she had a firm but sizeable ass that he loved to spank. He jerked his hard cock a few times and then stepped forward. He pushed the head of his cock against her slick folds and he slid inside easily. They both groaned in pleasure then he then rammed his hard rod fully into her.
Melissa could see everything, the woman’s pussy juices running down her legs and the man was thrusting so fast he was almost a blur. The air smelt like a mixture of sex and sweat. Melissa wished that she was the one being bent over the bed and fucked; she couldn’t remember the last time that she’d been taken like that.
The only sounds that could be heard were the gasps and groans of pleasure and the slapping of skin. The man was going to cum soon. He reached down and rubbed at his wife’s clit. She pushed her ass back onto his cock and he moaned. The waves of pleasure were reaching a crescendo for him.