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Bukkake Babes

Dawn, Jacqueline and Candie, 3 very different girls from vastly different backgrounds. An actress, a housewife and a hooker drawn together by the lure of money and feature roles in an upcoming erotic movie. For one the job offered is a step down, for another it is the answer to her frustrations, and for the last, it just may be her salvation. Learn how three strangers become the Bukkake Babes.

Vice

Officer Connie Powell has strong views about the men who cruise the darkened streets of her city looking for hookers, and as a member of the Vice Squad she is in the perfect position to clean her streets. But forget the law, forget the courts, because Connie has her own special way of handing out justice, a way that guarantees her offenders will never repeat... but has she finally met her match?

No Angel

Teacher Conrad is settling into his new school, a better school. Now he can start thinking about his future, maybe even consider settling down with stunning Swedish Kiki, another teacher at the school. His first date with her approaches, and he has arrived early, Conrad decides that a quick drink in Kat's Klub will help settle his nerves, but he never bargained for what he was about to see.

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Excerpt..

Dawn opened the email and shook her head. It wasn't what she had studied for, sacrificed for. Then she thought of all the hours spent applying, all of the polite refusals, all of those auditions (and the comments that weren't quite so polite) how she had been advised that acting wasn't really for her... maybe she should consider something else that required a little less... talent!
They almost had her believing that there was no hope.
“And now this!” she sighed, “Porn!”
Her finger hovered over the delete button, but something made her pause, something in the body of the message... a figure.
“No way!” She gasped, there has to be some catch. She knew that sometimes in the adult film industry the payments to stars could be impressive, not Hollywood standard of course, but for unknown silicon boobed blondes... a small fortune.
She didn't fall into that category, she wasn't blonde, and she didn't have any trace of silicon in her ample D cup tits, but she was still unknown, she needed money... and what they were offering would solve many of her pressing problems.
“But porn!” she repeated, yet still she clicked send as she tentatively expressed her decidedly in principal interest.
“Too good to be true!” she repeated, and promptly forgot all about the strange offer.
***
Jacqueline sighed wistfully and closed down the screen of her laptop. It cut the images from her eyes... but not from her mind, there they lingered, tempting her, seducing her, almost whispering into her ear. She looked down on her sleeping husband and understood what was being whispered...
Why not?
Why deny herself?
I have given him so many opportunities! The thought echoed, she had lost count of how many times that she had set out to tempt him, the different scenarios, the dirty and degrading hints. He must have a perversion of some kind! It was a statement that she had once believed... but now she wasn't quite so sure.
Missionary, once, maybe twice a month... was that all her future held? And he even insists on keeping the lights off for that!
Jackie was frustrated, yet faithful... but which would survive the longest? One emotion grew inside her with each barren and lacklustre day that passed... and the other? It was still holding a shaky dominance... but for how long?
He shuffled at her side and began to snore softly, Jackie shot him a withering glance and opened the computer again. Why was she denying herself... for a man who barely noticed that she existed. He needed a maid not a wife, a cook and cleaner, a washer of clothes and dishes.
“Well, that isn't me anymore!” she whispered as her favourite fetish website opened. It never registered as odd that as his sex drive had died, so hers had sought different, more extreme avenues. She never looked at a built guy or sexy girl and thought of vanilla, she saw only the kinky potential, the cock to make her choke and gag, the fist to stretch her wide and make her cry... or conversely, she would look at the nipples and tits, imagine them tied tightly, swollen and engorged, turning to a livid purple. Those thoughts would make her shiver and salivate, they brought about the warm flood between her legs that demanded relief. Romance had long departed from her life, now she needed extremes, and deep inside she understood that she would be equally happy to be on the receiving end as holding the reins.
It was then that the advert caught her eye. It wasn't really an advert as such, just a comment on the message board, but it made her sit up and pay attention. A fetish company were looking for extras for an upcoming production... only the most open of minds need apply.
And the money! She didn't need an income, boring and sexless as he was, her husband was a good provider... financially.
It's not like I'm planning to leave him, or have an affair. It would be work, I would be getting paid to do a job... and they can't refuse me, because I'm hot, smoking hot, I'm horny and up for just about anything, they will never meet a more open mind than mine!
***
Candie was good at faking it, it was a skill that she had nurtured to a fine art. After so many years she had developed the ability to switch off her mind, like an airliner on autopilot her body responded to circumstances without conscious thought, her pussy or ass would receive a pounding, she would ooh and ahh, moan and groan... but her mind was away in the clouds, she would escape what her life had become and journey to a happier place as her body satisfied a steady progression of lonely or perverted men.
She had drifted into her profession, a fluke occurrence years before setting her on the path. Broke and hungry she had tried to get a small loan from a friend of the family. At the tender age of eighteen she was being taught a lesson in self-sufficiency by her father, he had explained that he wouldn't be there forever... in effect, she should get off her ass and make something of herself.
In a perverse way she found some small satisfaction as she opened her legs to one of her father's closest friends, a man that she had respectfully called Uncle Roy for years, a man that her father trusted implicitly. He had fucked her like a man possessed, and paid her well.
“I will give you the same amount each week,” he had told her, “But you must never mention what we are doing... to anyone!”
“You want to fuck me again? Every week?”
Roy had nodded and grinned, “But keep quiet about it... we wouldn't want your dad to find out... would we!”
Jacqueline had returned his grin, she didn't mind fucking him, in fact, he had given her a damn good idea. He was committing to paying her regularly, not enough for her to survive... but if I got two or three more like Uncle Roy! Her grin had widened, then I would be able to live very well, and all because I get fucked a few times, that's not work... that's just fun.
It had sounded perfect, and for a while it had almost worked.
Roy continued to take her weekly, she had managed to keep smiling despite the fact that after a few months she began to despise the wrinkled old man and his minuscule cock. She managed to pull in a few more semi regular punters, once a month type guys. She was managing to keep her head above water, she was surviving... but often as she lay alone in bed wondering if she was losing the ability to love, she understood that her original plan of no more than two or three extra punters beside Roy had been wildly optimistic. She was fucking almost daily, and for much less than she got from her Uncle.
“I've become a cheap hooker!” she often whispered into the darkness, but only the night ever heard her, she knew that she had dropped into a rut, but didn't have the first idea of how to get out.
But promise of release came from a very unexpected source. A man that she had never met before, a man introduced by one of her shadier clients. A film producer, he said. A man impressed by how well she could fake her orgasm!
“Fake?” she had exclaimed.
“Don't try to bullshit a bullshitter!” he had replied and laughed. “But don't feel too bad, you can't fool me... but you sure as hell will fool everyone else.”
And to prove his good faith he had given her sufficient cash to keep her secure for another couple of months at least, he also left her with a job offer.
Which she had willingly accepted.


Excerpt..

Dawn opened the email and shook her head. It wasn't what she had studied for, sacrificed for. Then she thought of all the hours spent
applying, all of the polite refusals, all of those auditions (and the comments that weren't quite so polite) how she had been advised that
acting wasn't really for her... maybe she should consider something else that required a little less... talent!

They almost had her believing that there was no hope.

“And now this!” she sighed, “Porn!”

Her finger hovered over the delete button, but something made her pause, something in the body of the message... a figure.

“No way!” She gasped, there has to be some catch. She knew that sometimes in the adult film industry the payments to stars could be
impressive, not Hollywood standard of course, but for unknown silicon boobed blondes... a small fortune.

She didn't fall into that category, she wasn't blonde, and she didn't have any trace of silicon in her ample D cup tits, but she was still
unknown, she needed money... and what they were offering would solve many of her pressing problems.

“But porn!” she repeated, yet still she clicked send as she tentatively expressed her decidedly in principal interest.

“Too good to be true!” she repeated, and promptly forgot all about the strange offer.

***

Jacqueline sighed wistfully and closed down the screen of her laptop. It cut the images from her eyes... but not from her mind, there they
lingered, tempting her, seducing her, almost whispering into her ear. She looked down on her sleeping husband and understood what was being
whispered...

Why not?

Why deny herself?

I have given him so many opportunities! The thought echoed, she had lost count of how many times that she had set out to tempt him, the
different scenarios, the dirty and degrading hints. He must have a perversion of some kind! It was a statement that she had once believed...
but now she wasn't quite so sure.

Missionary, once, maybe twice a month... was that all her future held? And he even insists on keeping the lights off for that!

Jackie was frustrated, yet faithful... but which would survive the longest? One emotion grew inside her with each barren and lacklustre day
that passed... and the other? It was still holding a shaky dominance... but for how long?

He shuffled at her side and began to snore softly, Jackie shot him a withering glance and opened the computer again. Why was she denying
herself... for a man who barely noticed that she existed. He needed a maid not a wife, a cook and cleaner, a washer of clothes and
dishes.

“Well, that isn't me anymore!” she whispered as her favourite fetish website opened. It never registered as odd that as his sex drive had
died, so hers had sought different, more extreme avenues. She never looked at a built guy or sexy girl and thought of vanilla, she saw only
the kinky potential, the cock to make her choke and gag, the fist to stretch her wide and make her cry... or conversely, she would look at
the nipples and tits, imagine them tied tightly, swollen and engorged, turning to a livid purple. Those thoughts would make her shiver and
salivate, they brought about the warm flood between her legs that demanded relief. Romance had long departed from her life, now she needed
extremes, and deep inside she understood that she would be equally happy to be on the receiving end as holding the reins.

It was then that the advert caught her eye. It wasn't really an advert as such, just a comment on the message board, but it made her sit up
and pay attention. A fetish company were looking for extras for an upcoming production... only the most open of minds need apply.

And the money! She didn't need an income, boring and sexless as he was, her husband was a good provider... financially.

It's not like I'm planning to leave him, or have an affair. It would be work, I would be getting paid to do a job... and they can't refuse
me, because I'm hot, smoking hot, I'm horny and up for just about anything, they will never meet a more open mind than mine!

***

Candie was good at faking it, it was a skill that she had nurtured to a fine art. After so many years she had developed the ability to
switch off her mind, like an airliner on autopilot her body responded to circumstances without conscious thought, her pussy or ass would
receive a pounding, she would ooh and ahh, moan and groan... but her mind was away in the clouds, she would escape what her life had become
and journey to a happier place as her body satisfied a steady progression of lonely or perverted men.

She had drifted into her profession, a fluke occurrence years before setting her on the path. Broke and hungry she had tried to get a small
loan from a friend of the family. At the tender age of eighteen she was being taught a lesson in self-sufficiency by her father, he had
explained that he wouldn't be there forever... in effect, she should get off her ass and make something of herself.

In a perverse way she found some small satisfaction as she opened her legs to one of her father's closest friends, a man that she had
respectfully called Uncle Roy for years, a man that her father trusted implicitly. He had fucked her like a man possessed, and paid her
well.

“I will give you the same amount each week,” he had told her, “But you must never mention what we are doing... to anyone!”

“You want to fuck me again? Every week?”

Roy had nodded and grinned, “But keep quiet about it... we wouldn't want your dad to find out... would we!”

Jacqueline had returned his grin, she didn't mind fucking him, in fact, he had given her a damn good idea. He was committing to paying her
regularly, not enough for her to survive... but if I got two or three more like Uncle Roy! Her grin had widened, then I would be able to
live very well, and all because I get fucked a few times, that's not work... that's just fun.

It had sounded perfect, and for a while it had almost worked.

Roy continued to take her weekly, she had managed to keep smiling despite the fact that after a few months she began to despise the wrinkled
old man and his minuscule cock. She managed to pull in a few more semi regular punters, once a month type guys. She was managing to keep her
head above water, she was surviving... but often as she lay alone in bed wondering if she was losing the ability to love, she understood
that her original plan of no more than two or three extra punters beside Roy had been wildly optimistic. She was fucking almost daily, and
for much less than she got from her Uncle.

“I've become a cheap hooker!” she often whispered into the darkness, but only the night ever heard her, she knew that she had dropped into a
rut, but didn't have the first idea of how to get out.

But promise of release came from a very unexpected source. A man that she had never met before, a man introduced by one of her shadier
clients. A film producer, he said. A man impressed by how well she could fake her orgasm!

“Fake?” she had exclaimed.

“Don't try to bullshit a bullshitter!” he had replied and laughed. “But don't feel too bad, you can't fool me... but you sure as hell will
fool everyone else.”

And to prove his good faith he had given her sufficient cash to keep her secure for another couple of months at least, he also left her with
a job offer.

Which she had willingly accepted.


Excerpt..

Dawn opened the email and shook her head. It wasn't what she had studied for, sacrificed for. Then she thought of all the hours spent

applying, all of the polite refusals, all of those auditions (and the comments that weren't quite so polite) how she had been advised that

acting wasn't really for her... maybe she should consider something else that required a little less... talent!


They almost had her believing that there was no hope.


“And now this!” she sighed, “Porn!”


Her finger hovered over the delete button, but something made her pause, something in the body of the message... a figure.


“No way!” She gasped, there has to be some catch. She knew that sometimes in the adult film industry the payments to stars could be

impressive, not Hollywood standard of course, but for unknown silicon boobed blondes... a small fortune.


She didn't fall into that category, she wasn't blonde, and she didn't have any trace of silicon in her ample D cup tits, but she was still

unknown, she needed money... and what they were offering would solve many of her pressing problems.


“But porn!” she repeated, yet still she clicked send as she tentatively expressed her decidedly in principal interest.


“Too good to be true!” she repeated, and promptly forgot all about the strange offer.


***


Jacqueline sighed wistfully and closed down the screen of her laptop. It cut the images from her eyes... but not from her mind, there they

lingered, tempting her, seducing her, almost whispering into her ear. She looked down on her sleeping husband and understood what was being

whispered...


Why not?


Why deny herself?


I have given him so many opportunities! The thought echoed, she had lost count of how many times that she had set out to tempt him, the

different scenarios, the dirty and degrading hints. He must have a perversion of some kind! It was a statement that she had once believed...

but now she wasn't quite so sure.


Missionary, once, maybe twice a month... was that all her future held? And he even insists on keeping the lights off for that!


Jackie was frustrated, yet faithful... but which would survive the longest? One emotion grew inside her with each barren and lacklustre day

that passed... and the other? It was still holding a shaky dominance... but for how long?


He shuffled at her side and began to snore softly, Jackie shot him a withering glance and opened the computer again. Why was she denying

herself... for a man who barely noticed that she existed. He needed a maid not a wife, a cook and cleaner, a washer of clothes and

dishes.


“Well, that isn't me anymore!” she whispered as her favourite fetish website opened. It never registered as odd that as his sex drive had

died, so hers had sought different, more extreme avenues. She never looked at a built guy or sexy girl and thought of vanilla, she saw only

the kinky potential, the cock to make her choke and gag, the fist to stretch her wide and make her cry... or conversely, she would look at

the nipples and tits, imagine them tied tightly, swollen and engorged, turning to a livid purple. Those thoughts would make her shiver and

salivate, they brought about the warm flood between her legs that demanded relief. Romance had long departed from her life, now she needed

extremes, and deep inside she understood that she would be equally happy to be on the receiving end as holding the reins.


It was then that the advert caught her eye. It wasn't really an advert as such, just a comment on the message board, but it made her sit up

and pay attention. A fetish company were looking for extras for an upcoming production... only the most open of minds need apply.


And the money! She didn't need an income, boring and sexless as he was, her husband was a good provider... financially.


It's not like I'm planning to leave him, or have an affair. It would be work, I would be getting paid to do a job... and they can't refuse

me, because I'm hot, smoking hot, I'm horny and up for just about anything, they will never meet a more open mind than mine!


***


Candie was good at faking it, it was a skill that she had nurtured to a fine art. After so many years she had developed the ability to

switch off her mind, like an airliner on autopilot her body responded to circumstances without conscious thought, her pussy or ass would

receive a pounding, she would ooh and ahh, moan and groan... but her mind was away in the clouds, she would escape what her life had become

and journey to a happier place as her body satisfied a steady progression of lonely or perverted men.


She had drifted into her profession, a fluke occurrence years before setting her on the path. Broke and hungry she had tried to get a small

loan from a friend of the family. At the tender age of eighteen she was being taught a lesson in self-sufficiency by her father, he had

explained that he wouldn't be there forever... in effect, she should get off her ass and make something of herself.


In a perverse way she found some small satisfaction as she opened her legs to one of her father's closest friends, a man that she had

respectfully called Uncle Roy for years, a man that her father trusted implicitly. He had fucked her like a man possessed, and paid her

well.


“I will give you the same amount each week,” he had told her, “But you must never mention what we are doing... to anyone!”


“You want to fuck me again? Every week?”


Roy had nodded and grinned, “But keep quiet about it... we wouldn't want your dad to find out... would we!”


Jacqueline had returned his grin, she didn't mind fucking him, in fact, he had given her a damn good idea. He was committing to paying her

regularly, not enough for her to survive... but if I got two or three more like Uncle Roy! Her grin had widened, then I would be able to

live very well, and all because I get fucked a few times, that's not work... that's just fun.


It had sounded perfect, and for a while it had almost worked.


Roy continued to take her weekly, she had managed to keep smiling despite the fact that after a few months she began to despise the wrinkled

old man and his minuscule cock. She managed to pull in a few more semi regular punters, once a month type guys. She was managing to keep her

head above water, she was surviving... but often as she lay alone in bed wondering if she was losing the ability to love, she understood

that her original plan of no more than two or three extra punters beside Roy had been wildly optimistic. She was fucking almost daily, and

for much less than she got from her Uncle.


“I've become a cheap hooker!” she often whispered into the darkness, but only the night ever heard her, she knew that she had dropped into a

rut, but didn't have the first idea of how to get out.


But promise of release came from a very unexpected source. A man that she had never met before, a man introduced by one of her shadier

clients. A film producer, he said. A man impressed by how well she could fake her orgasm!


“Fake?” she had exclaimed.


“Don't try to bullshit a bullshitter!” he had replied and laughed. “But don't feel too bad, you can't fool me... but you sure as hell will

fool everyone else.”


And to prove his good faith he had given her sufficient cash to keep her secure for another couple of months at least, he also left her with

a job offer.


Which she had willingly accepted.


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Best Selling Books This Year By Kelly Addams

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

Best Selling Books This Year By Kelly Addams

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

Kelly

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30 something married nymph with a very dirty mind!
WARNING: You will find nothing vanilla in any of the books that I write, I don't even like vanilla ice-cream!
Taboo, taboo and more taboo, so be warned before sampling the products of my filthy mind.

 


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