Into the Moonlight

S. Foster G.

Description

Life is dull for Paul Arnold. Living in a grey world, he goes through the motions without any enjoyment. He works at a small financial firm, where he has worked for a few years now, and he hates it. But colour begins to enter his world with the arrival of Sarah Waysmith. A high-flying fashion business owner, within the first moments of meeting, it's clear she always gets what she wants - and what she wants is Paul.Throwing caution and a lifetime of boring habits to the wind, Paul embarks upon a steamy affair with Sarah, discovering that there are always new things to discover about each other. Although both are satisfied with the affair, when they meet a charming lesbian couple, events lead both down a path neither expected. The path to self-discovery, after all, is paved with delightful intentions

Sujets

• Erotic literature

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• Publié par: Troubador Publishing Ltd
• Date de parution: 12 novembre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781803133690
• Langue: English

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

The contents of this book are sexually explicit.

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I would like to start dedicating this book,
with a famous saying:
“I have a dream,” someone once said.
Well, I followed my dream, to write this book, one of a trilogy.
Motto: Never give up on your dreams, always keep believing, even when others say you can’t do it.
Also, without the support of my wife and children, none of this would have been possible.


Contents
PROLOGUE

MOONLIGHT
ENCOUNTER
NO-ONE CAN KNOW
CHANGING
LONG ROAD AHEAD
THERE’S SOMEONE OUT THERE
DEPTHS OF DESPAIR
OK… I’LL DO IT
GET OFF ME


PROLOGUE
Paul Arnold and Sarah Waysmith, a couple who have been together around a year, live in a vibrant city called Barnwood, which has a population of around 250,000 people. She is a successful fashion designer, the owner of a global business; he is a company director of a financial company.
Sarah is a stunning thirty-three-year-old bisexual blonde woman whom Paul, thirty-four, met in a nightclub.
Everything appears to be perfect, but is it?
Beneath, there lies a secret in Sarah’s past that Paul is unaware of, or so she thinks.
Things will eventually come to a head.
Things are about to turn sinister and dark.
There is something very dark about Paul’s past, and things are about to happen that no-one was expecting…


MOONLIGHT
As the two lovers arrive home from the party, and after far too much to drink, he pulls Sarah close into him. She could feel the throbbing in his well-ironed trousers: he wanted her. He pawed at her silky green dress, with her breasts bulging out of it, breathing heavily, as if she had just run for miles.
She quivered and trembled, as she could feel the passion of wanting him inside her. The moistness between her legs; she was getting wetter and wetter; her nipples were hardening with anticipation.
He unzipped her dress from behind, slowly kissing her neck and nibbling her earlobes. She felt his hardening cock; she wanted him deep inside her. As the dress fell to the floor, her long, slender legs glistening in the moonlight shining through the window, her huge breasts were on show for all to see.
He unclipped her bra and her heaving breasts slid out majestically.
He cupped them in his hands, and, coming from behind her to face her, sweetly kissed them, swirling his dripping tongue around her now-erect nipples.
He sucked on each one, hardening them even more, as she gasped with pleasure. Her breathing became deeper, and she moaned louder, thrusting his head harder onto her waiting breast.
He sucked on them like he never had before, as if he was not wanting to come up for air.
As she pulled him up, her breasts now soaked with his saliva, she kissed him passionately, their tongues swirling together, almost becoming stuck like glue.
His cock was throbbing. She undid the belt on his trousers, slowly pulling his zip down; she proceeded to fondle his cock gently and cup his balls.
He unbuttoned his shirt and frantically pulled it out of his trousers, to reveal a perfectly toned, yet sweaty chest, droplets coming from his nipples like he had been out in the rain.
She unclipped his trousers and they fell gently to the floor, his bulging cock pulsing in his stylish underwear. It’s a hive of activity; she wanted to feel it racing in her mouth.
She pulled his underwear down slowly, revealing his large, throbbing cock and full clean-shaved balls. She wanted him to explode his juices in her waiting mouth, but she also wanted to feel the explosion in her dripping wet pussy.
Could she have both? Would the feeling and intensity feel the same?
She felt him throbbing as she took his cock in her hand.
As she elegantly dropped to her knees, she slid her moist lips, still caked in lipstick, onto his waiting shaft, sliding it further and further into her widening mouth. It rolled around on her tongue and she gently caressed his balls with her left hand, making sure that she was guiding his huge cock into her mouth with the other hand.
Further into her mouth it went, as he let out a groan of pleasure. His legs started to tremble as he felt his juices rising up his huge shaft, but he wanted to explode his pleasure in her pussy.
She sucked harder on his throbbing cock; he didn’t know how much longer he could hold off before he exploded in her mouth. She was getting wetter and wetter, just her panties holding her juices in, as she slid her hand inside her underwear to feel how wet she actually was.
“I MUST have him,” she thought.
They glided across the floor to the bedroom, like two elegant ballroom dancers. As she slowly and seductively pulled her panties down, they quickly dropped to the floor.
He caressed her buttocks as she strode seductively in front of him, gently brushing his hand with her fingertips, before they entered the bedroom.
As they both gently laid on the bed, she saw the wanting of her, in his eyes and body. She felt him sliding up her body to her heaving breasts; she was breathing so heavily, after only just sucking so hard on his cock.
He began to suck again on her hard yet moist nipples, one by one; they were as red as strawberries. He sucked them so hard, even though he had already made them erect.
He flicked each one in turn with his tongue as she let out an almighty groan.
He gently slid his sweat-soaked body down hers, his tongue gliding down her sweaty body to her navel.
He swirled his tongue around it, and, as her legs slowly parted, her pussy was dripping wet, just waiting for his tongue to lap it up.
Her clit was out in anticipation, popped out, as if to see what was going on, but it was just waiting to be sucked.
She pushed his head towards her waiting hole, as he started to flick his tongue on her moist clit. He circled it, making her wetter still; was it even possible to be wetter than she already was?
She groaned with pleasure. He dived in again and sucked on her some more, like sucking on a straw, getting that last drop of juice from a glass.
Now he had all of her clit in his mouth, sucking it harder and harder. She let out a scream of pleasure, a scream that felt like it could be heard for miles around.
She didn’t want him to stop, yet she also wanted to feel his throbbing cock inside her.
He carried on sucking her now-tender hole, before he started sliding his tongue in and out of her, exploring every part of it, like he never had before, but she could take no more: she wanted him inside her NOW.
He pulled her down to the edge of the bed, as he thrust his rock-hard erection deep inside her.
He thrust hard the first time, then slower movements, allowing her to catch her breath. He thrust hard again, and was so deep inside her, his balls slapping on her pert buttocks, as they both let out a groan of pleasure.
Her juices were dripping on the dark wooden flooring, as she grabbed hold of the bedsheets, as if her life depended on it, not wanting to let go, their sweaty bodies adding to her moistness on the floor.
He was trying to grip hard on the floor with his feet, so he can thrust harder inside her, but he keeps losing his grip, but he doesn’t care, he is caught up in the passion.
He grabbed her breasts, so she could feel the fullness of him inside of her. She lifted up her left leg and pulled her knee up to her breasts, so he could push deeper inside her.
Harder and harder he went. The bed was creaking hard, the headboard banging on the wall, making dents, but they didn’t care; the fucking was just way too good.
“Oh baby, I’m going to cum,” he said, almost struggling to hold back.
“Don’t cum yet, I want you to fuck me for hours,” she demanded, almost instructing him to obey her.
He pulled her up from the bed and took her back into the lounge, where it all started. The moonlight was still shining brightly through the window, almost like a spotlight on the passionate couple, giving them lots of light to see what to do with each other.
As he pushed her against the wall, and she pulled him towards her, he nestled in between her legs, and, pulling her knee up, as he had done on the bed, slid his dripping cock back deep inside her.
They both ground against the wall, pulsating faster and faster; she could almost feel that he wasn’t going to last much longer before he exploded inside her.
He kissed and sucked on her breasts again as he went.
Her legs were trembling, as she felt t