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(The Kinky Adventures Of Imara & Andrew)


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Andrew is a cuckold... and his sexy African wife Imara is more than happy to play the game. This edition covers the beginning of their kinky games and incorporates two previously published short stories... Cuckold Me and Rental.

Product type: EBook    Published by: PMO Publishing    Published: 12 / 2016

We do not recommend this book for readers under 18 years of age

No. words: 11503

Style: Erotica -    Cuckold Erotica, Interracial Erotica

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle

Current all-time sales ranking: #9724


Excerpt..

Andrew watched his wife step through the wide double doors, the doorman had held her in conversation for a couple of minutes before allowing entrance, he watched the muscle bound monster jotting something down on a scrap of paper, Imara dropped it into her purse and pulled out the small gold pen he had bought her the year before. Swapping phone numbers he told himself and felt a strange stirring, so he can call her when he gets off work! She's taking this very seriously. For a second Andrew doubted if he had made a wise move... could he have started something that he couldn't handle? Thinking about it had been kinky and erotic... but faced with reality, the thought of his beautiful young wife actually spreading her legs for another man seemed just a little too real. Just chill, he urged himself, and as agreed he began to count the minutes on his watch. “Give me five minutes to get settled before you follow me,” she had laughed, “And don't try chatting me up, tonight I'm off bounds to you until later.”
Play the game you started he told himself as the seconds ticked away, if it gets too intense I can stop it any time!
Of course I can't he answered himself, I started this, and Imara is not just willing, I think she is keen as hell. Suddenly another thought pushed into his head. She is keen... which means that she was tempted before... at least this way she won't be tempted to go behind my back... this way she won't cheat on me.
“Maybe my marriage needed saving... and I was just too blind to see.” he whispered as he stepped into the bar and looked around.
Bloody hell, that was quick! He almost gasped when he saw Imara sat at the bar with a young man standing at her side. She's got him buying her drinks already. And feeling pride Andrew pulled up a stool some distance away, and turning slightly he confirmed that he would have a perfect view of any action even if he couldn't hear what was being said.
***
Andrew ordered himself a cola, and watched Imara sip her favourite brandy and lemonade, she really was beautiful, and the lighting was perfect, her dark nipples were more than just outlines, it took no imagination to know their size and shape. He watched the youth, he stood uncomfortably, Andrew suppressed a grin. He's got a stiffy but doesn't want her to notice. He stood with his crotch against the bar, hiding the bulge. She was flirting, that was clear to see, she also hadn't once glanced along the bar, she was taking the game very seriously. She's letting him pick her up.
Mixed emotions swirled inside as once again Andrew questioned how wise his suggestion had been.
And then he froze. A hand rested on her knee, he saw her glance down and smile before looking up and continuing the conversation. Mesmerized Andrew watched the hand creep slowly up his wife's thigh, her inaction a clear signal that she accepted the advances.
Suddenly uncomfortable he found himself shuffling around to face the bar, he wanted to hide the growing bulge in his own pants. He was watching a stranger stroking his wife, the fingers tracing along the outside of her thigh, resting on her knee before beginning a similar journey north up her inner thigh, each successive stroke edging closer to the target. Imara maintained her even smile, almost as though she didn't know that he was touching her in such an intimate way.
“Go on!” he encouraged silently as he saw the fingers hovering at the hem of her dress. Before they had stroked straight over the fabric, now they paused. Andrew glanced up swiftly, Imara's smile remained, she looked serene... happy.
Back to the fingers, he sensed the doubt and hesitation, he wished telepathy worked, he wanted to bolster confidence.
Good boy. The thought sounded condescending but the youth had finally gathered his courage and his hand had eased slowly under the hem. Nothing standing now between you and her pussy! Andrew wished he could edge closer, the angle was beginning to defeat him as a body began to block his view as the hand clearly crept higher. Quickly he switched to her face as the action below became blocked.
Fuck, there it is! Imara closed her eyes for a moment and her lips parted slightly. If he isn't touching her pussy... then he's very close! He had seen the expression on her face so many times over the years, and he knew her well enough to know with near certainty that a finger had touched her soft labia. I bet she's fucking dripping!
Her eyes opened and she smiled, Andrew tried to read her lips... and failed. The hand slowly reappeared and grabbed a fat leather wallet from his pocket. Imara nodded again batting her eyelashes and drained her drink, the young man paid their bill, and as Andrew's heart raced, he watched a stranger help his wife down from her stool, his hands grasping her above the waist and lifting easily.
Imara smoothed down her dress, and nodded as she looked down on her breasts and giggled, obviously he had commented her nipples, and her smile was wide as they joined hands. The smile remained as they walked past him, and Andrew caught the briefest of glances in his direction as she giggled and allowed the stranger to pull her closer. Turning in his stool he watched them pause by the door, the youth grabbed her ass as he pulled her forward. Imara melted against him as she looked up into his eyes, and Andrew groaned as their lips met. It wasn't a quick kiss, and Andrew imagined her tongue delving in the same way that she kissed him. An instant later the door closed and he turned back to the bar, his erection threatening to explode at any second.


Excerpt..

Andrew watched his wife step through the wide double doors, the doorman had held her in conversation for a couple of minutes before allowing
entrance, he watched the muscle bound monster jotting something down on a scrap of paper, Imara dropped it into her purse and pulled out the
small gold pen he had bought her the year before. Swapping phone numbers he told himself and felt a strange stirring, so he can call her
when he gets off work! She's taking this very seriously. For a second Andrew doubted if he had made a wise move... could he have started
something that he couldn't handle? Thinking about it had been kinky and erotic... but faced with reality, the thought of his beautiful young
wife actually spreading her legs for another man seemed just a little too real. Just chill, he urged himself, and as agreed he began to
count the minutes on his watch. “Give me five minutes to get settled before you follow me,” she had laughed, “And don't try chatting me up,
tonight I'm off bounds to you until later.”

Play the game you started he told himself as the seconds ticked away, if it gets too intense I can stop it any time!

Of course I can't he answered himself, I started this, and Imara is not just willing, I think she is keen as hell. Suddenly another thought
pushed into his head. She is keen... which means that she was tempted before... at least this way she won't be tempted to go behind my
back... this way she won't cheat on me.

“Maybe my marriage needed saving... and I was just too blind to see.” he whispered as he stepped into the bar and looked around.

Bloody hell, that was quick! He almost gasped when he saw Imara sat at the bar with a young man standing at her side. She's got him buying
her drinks already. And feeling pride Andrew pulled up a stool some distance away, and turning slightly he confirmed that he would have a
perfect view of any action even if he couldn't hear what was being said.

***

Andrew ordered himself a cola, and watched Imara sip her favourite brandy and lemonade, she really was beautiful, and the lighting was
perfect, her dark nipples were more than just outlines, it took no imagination to know their size and shape. He watched the youth, he stood
uncomfortably, Andrew suppressed a grin. He's got a stiffy but doesn't want her to notice. He stood with his crotch against the bar, hiding
the bulge. She was flirting, that was clear to see, she also hadn't once glanced along the bar, she was taking the game very seriously.
She's letting him pick her up.

Mixed emotions swirled inside as once again Andrew questioned how wise his suggestion had been.

And then he froze. A hand rested on her knee, he saw her glance down and smile before looking up and continuing the conversation. Mesmerized
Andrew watched the hand creep slowly up his wife's thigh, her inaction a clear signal that she accepted the advances.

Suddenly uncomfortable he found himself shuffling around to face the bar, he wanted to hide the growing bulge in his own pants. He was
watching a stranger stroking his wife, the fingers tracing along the outside of her thigh, resting on her knee before beginning a similar
journey north up her inner thigh, each successive stroke edging closer to the target. Imara maintained her even smile, almost as though she
didn't know that he was touching her in such an intimate way.

“Go on!” he encouraged silently as he saw the fingers hovering at the hem of her dress. Before they had stroked straight over the fabric,
now they paused. Andrew glanced up swiftly, Imara's smile remained, she looked serene... happy.

Back to the fingers, he sensed the doubt and hesitation, he wished telepathy worked, he wanted to bolster confidence.

Good boy. The thought sounded condescending but the youth had finally gathered his courage and his hand had eased slowly under the hem.
Nothing standing now between you and her pussy! Andrew wished he could edge closer, the angle was beginning to defeat him as a body began to
block his view as the hand clearly crept higher. Quickly he switched to her face as the action below became blocked.

Fuck, there it is! Imara closed her eyes for a moment and her lips parted slightly. If he isn't touching her pussy... then he's very close!
He had seen the expression on her face so many times over the years, and he knew her well enough to know with near certainty that a finger
had touched her soft labia. I bet she's fucking dripping!

Her eyes opened and she smiled, Andrew tried to read her lips... and failed. The hand slowly reappeared and grabbed a fat leather wallet
from his pocket. Imara nodded again batting her eyelashes and drained her drink, the young man paid their bill, and as Andrew's heart raced,
he watched a stranger help his wife down from her stool, his hands grasping her above the waist and lifting easily.

Imara smoothed down her dress, and nodded as she looked down on her breasts and giggled, obviously he had commented her nipples, and her
smile was wide as they joined hands. The smile remained as they walked past him, and Andrew caught the briefest of glances in his direction
as she giggled and allowed the stranger to pull her closer. Turning in his stool he watched them pause by the door, the youth grabbed her
ass as he pulled her forward. Imara melted against him as she looked up into his eyes, and Andrew groaned as their lips met. It wasn't a
quick kiss, and Andrew imagined her tongue delving in the same way that she kissed him. An instant later the door closed and he turned back
to the bar, his erection threatening to explode at any second.


Excerpt..

Andrew watched his wife step through the wide double doors, the doorman had held her in conversation for a couple of minutes before allowing

entrance, he watched the muscle bound monster jotting something down on a scrap of paper, Imara dropped it into her purse and pulled out the

small gold pen he had bought her the year before. Swapping phone numbers he told himself and felt a strange stirring, so he can call her

when he gets off work! She's taking this very seriously. For a second Andrew doubted if he had made a wise move... could he have started

something that he couldn't handle? Thinking about it had been kinky and erotic... but faced with reality, the thought of his beautiful young

wife actually spreading her legs for another man seemed just a little too real. Just chill, he urged himself, and as agreed he began to

count the minutes on his watch. “Give me five minutes to get settled before you follow me,” she had laughed, “And don't try chatting me up,

tonight I'm off bounds to you until later.”


Play the game you started he told himself as the seconds ticked away, if it gets too intense I can stop it any time!


Of course I can't he answered himself, I started this, and Imara is not just willing, I think she is keen as hell. Suddenly another thought

pushed into his head. She is keen... which means that she was tempted before... at least this way she won't be tempted to go behind my

back... this way she won't cheat on me.


“Maybe my marriage needed saving... and I was just too blind to see.” he whispered as he stepped into the bar and looked around.


Bloody hell, that was quick! He almost gasped when he saw Imara sat at the bar with a young man standing at her side. She's got him buying

her drinks already. And feeling pride Andrew pulled up a stool some distance away, and turning slightly he confirmed that he would have a

perfect view of any action even if he couldn't hear what was being said.


***


Andrew ordered himself a cola, and watched Imara sip her favourite brandy and lemonade, she really was beautiful, and the lighting was

perfect, her dark nipples were more than just outlines, it took no imagination to know their size and shape. He watched the youth, he stood

uncomfortably, Andrew suppressed a grin. He's got a stiffy but doesn't want her to notice. He stood with his crotch against the bar, hiding

the bulge. She was flirting, that was clear to see, she also hadn't once glanced along the bar, she was taking the game very seriously.

She's letting him pick her up.


Mixed emotions swirled inside as once again Andrew questioned how wise his suggestion had been.


And then he froze. A hand rested on her knee, he saw her glance down and smile before looking up and continuing the conversation. Mesmerized

Andrew watched the hand creep slowly up his wife's thigh, her inaction a clear signal that she accepted the advances.


Suddenly uncomfortable he found himself shuffling around to face the bar, he wanted to hide the growing bulge in his own pants. He was

watching a stranger stroking his wife, the fingers tracing along the outside of her thigh, resting on her knee before beginning a similar

journey north up her inner thigh, each successive stroke edging closer to the target. Imara maintained her even smile, almost as though she

didn't know that he was touching her in such an intimate way.


“Go on!” he encouraged silently as he saw the fingers hovering at the hem of her dress. Before they had stroked straight over the fabric,

now they paused. Andrew glanced up swiftly, Imara's smile remained, she looked serene... happy.


Back to the fingers, he sensed the doubt and hesitation, he wished telepathy worked, he wanted to bolster confidence.


Good boy. The thought sounded condescending but the youth had finally gathered his courage and his hand had eased slowly under the hem.

Nothing standing now between you and her pussy! Andrew wished he could edge closer, the angle was beginning to defeat him as a body began to

block his view as the hand clearly crept higher. Quickly he switched to her face as the action below became blocked.


Fuck, there it is! Imara closed her eyes for a moment and her lips parted slightly. If he isn't touching her pussy... then he's very close!

He had seen the expression on her face so many times over the years, and he knew her well enough to know with near certainty that a finger

had touched her soft labia. I bet she's fucking dripping!


Her eyes opened and she smiled, Andrew tried to read her lips... and failed. The hand slowly reappeared and grabbed a fat leather wallet

from his pocket. Imara nodded again batting her eyelashes and drained her drink, the young man paid their bill, and as Andrew's heart raced,

he watched a stranger help his wife down from her stool, his hands grasping her above the waist and lifting easily.


Imara smoothed down her dress, and nodded as she looked down on her breasts and giggled, obviously he had commented her nipples, and her

smile was wide as they joined hands. The smile remained as they walked past him, and Andrew caught the briefest of glances in his direction

as she giggled and allowed the stranger to pull her closer. Turning in his stool he watched them pause by the door, the youth grabbed her

ass as he pulled her forward. Imara melted against him as she looked up into his eyes, and Andrew groaned as their lips met. It wasn't a

quick kiss, and Andrew imagined her tongue delving in the same way that she kissed him. An instant later the door closed and he turned back

to the bar, his erection threatening to explode at any second.


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WARNING: You will find nothing vanilla in any of the books that I write, I don't even like vanilla ice-cream!
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