«Sonia's Dirty Phone» by Tia Lascivo

A chance encounter leads to a
conversation with her husband. To her surprise, Jill discovers something about
Luther he'd kept hidden through two decades of marriage. Things happen, they
role-play, with Jill making up a wild alter-ego.


 


As Sonia, she then begins to have some adventures, her husband tagging along.


 


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Excerpt ~~~~~


 


They were hard with desire.
Three of them. Sonia dragged her focus up from where their hands cranked their
cocks. She looked at their faces and saw their eyes moving all over her body.
The hunger she saw brought a groan from her throat. Being the object of such
lewd adoration was still a new thrill. She wasn’t yet used to the lascivious
attention. Wasn’t yet jaded.


 


They were grouped at the foot
of the bed, jacking their dicks while she lay on top in a corset and hold-ups
and heels. Sonia’s clit tingled with need. Her breasts ached to be touched. She thought about how it was going to be when they eventually came at her. Their
hands on her skin, three gorgeous cocks.


 


“Oh god,” she mumbled,
insides clenching with lust. “I’m so bloody randy. Who’s going to fuck me?” she asked on a moan. “Who’s going first?”


 


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PG Excerpt ~~~~~


 


Rufus looked at her, turning
the comment over. He examined what she’d said, then looked at Sonia,
incredulity pursing his lips.


 


He was still in his clothes.
The attire of a man who worked with his hands, his bulk and clothing
incongruous in the understated opulence of the city hotel.


 


“You sure?” he said. “It didn’t
look that way back in the bar. The way you came on to me that night…”


 


“It’s complicated,” said
Sonia. “But you can believe me when I say I’ve never been unfaithful to my
husband before.”


 


He was standing with his back
to the door. Sonia had opened it up at his knock, then stepped back to invite
him in. She was a few paces deeper into the room. About six feet in front of Rufus, the big bed behind her.


 


Sonia folded her arms beneath
her the swell of her bosom while Rufus continued to stare, doubt creasing his brow.


 


“So how come you’re doing it now?” he asked. “How come you’re cheating?”