| Title | : | My Backdoor Boy: A First Anal Sex Erotica Story (Unabridged) |
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| Author | : | Angela Ward |
| Release | : | 2015-09-17 |
| Kind | : | audiobook |
| Genre | : | Erotica |
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| 1 | My Backdoor Boy: A First Anal Sex Erotic | Angela Ward |
| On the day my divorce was final, I went on the prowl. I was excited when I found a much younger man who wanted me. It was wonderful and sexy and sweet, and I couldn't believe how good it was. And then suddenly, without warning, my young stud was in the wrong hole, and I couldn't believe what I'd gotten myself into! Warning: This audiobook contains very explicit descriptions of first-time anal sex and includes rough sex and cougar sex. Only mature adults who won't find that offensive should listen to this story. Here's a preview: If you'd asked me an hour or two before, I probably would have said that I'd be angry as hell, but I wasn't. Instead, I realized that I had no f--king idea at all who the guy behind me was. I was attending classes at the local university, part of my get-over-my-lying-cheating-prick-of-a-husband plan. I hadn't been f--ked in 11 months, and I had woken up to a voicemail from my lawyer that my divorce was final. As I walked across campus, I saw the boy. He was tall and muscular, and just a little bit geeky, and he reminded me of the boy I didn't choose back in college because, instead, I chose Terrence. He noticed me staring and smiled, and I actually blushed like I was 18 again. He came over and asked my name. I told him and he gave me his: Richard. He asked if I wanted coffee, and because I was free and single and feeling like I was young again, I told him I wanted to put something else in my mouth; and if he wanted to follow me as I drove home, I could make him coffee afterward if he really wanted it. His eyes lit up, and I swear to God he had a hard time walking as we made our way to the parking lot. I waited by my car while he pulled his around, and I thought about how powerful and how desirable I felt. |
