For some reason Robbie is unable to pleasure himself, so he relies on girls his age to provide sexual relief. Disaster strikes on his eighteenth birthday when a rumor goes around school that he contracted a disease from sleeping with a prostitute. Fortunately his accommodating neighbor agrees to help out. Listen in to this dialogue-only narrative in which a mature woman commits adultery to “help” the boy next door.
The following contains graphic sexual situations and is intended for adults only. All characters are over eighteen and not related.
Short story length: 7,200 words.
Note: this story was revised on 10/25/13 to conform to new Amazon publishing guidelines.
“Robbie, can you stop staring at my breasts while you lick me? It’s uncomfortable. Just close your eyes. I can see you peeking. You are so fresh sometimes.”
“Sorry, I can’t help it. Your breasts are so firm. I always thought you just had awesome bras holding them up, but they point straight forward like torpedoes. No wonder Mr. Gage has been so obsessed with your body all these years.”
“Let’s not talk about him. Every time you bring up his name I’m reminded that we’re cheating on him in the worst possible way. Being betrayed by your wife is one thing, but being betrayed by your wife and neighbor at the same time is a sin against nature.”
“Fine, I won’t mention his name. Man, your vagina is leaking something fierce. My neck is even wet.”
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Published December 16, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.