Saturday 18 April 2015

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #BDSM #FSOG #ebook #romance


Welcome to Saturday Spankings. Here is a few from The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.


Dropping my head down so I was staring at his long feet, I said, “One.”
He wriggled his fingers in my pussy, stroking over the hot, wet flesh inside me. All the nerves in my pelvis were on fire, alive, as if the spank had drawn extra blood to the area and heightened the sensations.
Again he brought the brush down, this time on the opposite buttock. I clamped around his fingers and became aware of the toned muscle on the thigh over which I was bent. Granite-hard tendon was exerting a strong, steady pressure on my clit.
“Three,” I groaned, shoving my bum up for more at the same time as wriggling away from what I knew was coming.
“You are turning such a pretty pink,” he said, smoothing over my stinging flesh. “Already.”
The brush hit again.
“Four,” I gasped, as my clit rubbed harder against his leg and delicious pain seared my skin.
He spanked me again. With extra strength, this time.
My whole body jerked, my spine arching and my toes curling. I yelped, then, “Oh, Sir, please, no more. I can’t take it.”
“Count.”
“F-five.”
He rewarded me by beginning a stronger circular motion over my G-spot. I gasped and pressed down for more. The climb to orgasm was building fast, my skin feverish and prickling. No longer perturbed by my position over his knee, I squirmed shamelessly, wanting every feeling he could give me, his thigh on my clit, his fingers in my pussy and the sharp slap of the brush.
“Six,” I squealed, jolting violently.






Writing Harita's sexy fictional adventures is my closely guarded secret, but when her antics become a reality in my bedroom, can I handle my new husband and his fondness for dominant, copy-cat role play?

No one knows it is I, Kamini Singh who writes The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita.

The weekly column in Ichchha Magazine has been my secret for many years and penning Harita's wild sexual experiences has been a wonderful release for my frustrated emotions as I've waited for my parents to find me a suitable husband.

Now they have — the delectable Damon, and I can barely contain my excitement as our wedding, and wedding night, approaches. Handing myself over to him body and soul is going to be such a treat.

So imagine my delighted surprise when my new husband asks for even more than I ever dared hope? And imagine my shock when I realised that Damon had secrets of his own which could please me, satisfy me, and take me on ecstatic journeys which got more and more daring with each adventure Harita enjoyed.

Reader Advisory: This book contains ménage and dominance/submission.

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