One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers - Part 1

Author: Randi Holiday

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When two sadistic bikers take a liking to a curvy librarian, she's roughly degraded and used. The sexually inexperienced woman thought she was a "sexpert" from reading smutty books; however, she's quickly proved wrong as the dominating men teach her raunchy things she's never heard of.

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When two sadistic bikers take a liking to a curvy librarian, she's roughly degraded and used. The sexually inexperienced woman thought she was a "sexpert" from reading smutty books; however, she's quickly proved wrong as the dominating men teach her raunchy things she's never heard of.

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Alpha-Male Bikers, Rough Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Rough Sadistic BDSM, Dubious-Consent, Spanking Humiliation Bondage, Deep Throating Oral, Kinky Cum Play, Sexy Busty Librarian
SKU
23-6038
Author
Randi Holiday
ISBN
No
Heat Level
Heat Level (5)
Publisher
Boruma Publishing, LLC
Series
One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers

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When I spotted his stuff at a table, I skidded to a stop at the book he’d left open. It was an Illustrated Kama Sutra guide. It had been ages since I’d had sex and I felt a tingle between my legs. I picked it up and smiled, but before I had a chance to admire the pictures, it was suddenly swiped from my hands. I spun in surprise, my eyes wide. “Goodness. That scared me,” I complained, my heart racing. It was that sexy man, and he was standing very close, wearing a cocky grin. A thrill shot through my entire body at the sight of him. “Oh, what a naughty librarian you are,” he said, opening the book and swiping through the pages. “Oh, yeah. This position should do it,” he stated. “Um…excuse me, sir,” I said, trying to regain my composure. He reached around me to place the open book on the table and I noticed how wonderful he smelled. Good lord, the man was big, too. Suddenly, his hands were on my hips and I was spun around. He pulled me hard against him. I almost groaned at the feel of his hard cock against my ass. His arm went around my waist and his other hand stroked up my side until it was splayed on the back of my head. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Quiet,” he ordered. His hand pushed my head forward until I was bent at the waist looking down at the book. He’d opened it to a position identical to ours. A man was positioned behind a woman that was bent over a table. “I’m fucking you like that,” he explained. Oh, my God! Could I do this? I didn’t know him. He was a complete stranger, for God’s sake and I'd never been with anyone but my boring assed ex-husband. When I hesitated, he ground his hard cock against my ass again. Oh, my. It felt so good, and I wanted it bad. Yes. I could definitely do this. “Hands on the table,” he commanded, his voice a growl. I immediately placed them on the table and his splayed hand went to the small of my back, pressing down until it was arched. I was so turned on. I’d never been in this vulnerable position and my pussy was throbbing already. He stroked down my arched back to my hips and began inching my skirt up. “What have we here? Very nice,” he murmured. I turned to look at him and saw that his eyes were on my curvy ass. “Did I tell you to turn around?” His hand came down hard on my behind and I yelped. He’d just spanked me! I was completely shocked and tried to straighten up, but his forearm came down across my back. “Who are you wearing these for?” he asked, his finger tracing the top of my stockings. They followed the garter belts upward and then back down again. “My stockings?” I asked. He remained silent and his fingers were now trailing across the cheeks of my bottom. I tensed when they drifted over the heated spot where he’d spanked me. “Answer,” he demanded. “I always wear them. Um, they’re comfortable,” I explained. His fingers followed the fabric of my thong until it disappeared between my legs. Oh, how I wanted his touch a little lower. I squirmed backward. “Hold still,” he warned, his voice a growl. His hand left my ass and he grabbed the hair that was piled on top of my head to yank it back. The feel of his huge body was amazing when he bent me until his mouth was at my ear. “Part your legs,” he growled, his teeth teasing my earlobe. I was so riled up, I’d have done anything he asked. Literally anything.

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