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Dans Le Murs Part 4 (Pebbles)


Dans Le Murs Part 4 by Pebbles

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Colin de Villiers, a.k.a. Emeritus Master Sethin has come a long was since his chance meeting in the barn. What with Balthazar, the residents at the orphanage, his dusky ward and now Nahdya, his associate, Colin’s whole life has changed beyond recognition. Now in India with the delightful Neesha following a near fatal incident in Bangkok, he waits impatiently for the recovery and return of Nahdya.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Burping Frog Publishing    Published: 2 / 2011

No. words: 22000

Style: Dark Secrets Erotica, Erotic Fetishes, General Erotica

Available Formats: Palm  MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  Sony Reader (LRF)  MS Word  PDF  MS Reader  Text  RTF  


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Ten small, young-looking and very attractive Indian girls dressed in beautiful saris glided in and almost flowed around in front of us. I guessed that they were all late teens from their smooth, light coffee complexions and slim build. The dance was a mixture of the traditional plus the modern and was quite erotic with the occasional emphasis on the small breasts of the girls. As they circled the room they were joined by four young men, almost boys, who were equally supple in their movements.

This was not normal Indian dance I reasoned; a thought confirmed when a girl in a stunning orange sari allowed the garment to slip to the floor and reveal her completely naked. She was ravishingly beautiful with small, firm breasts, hard brown nipples, a flat stomach and shaved pubis. Her vulva was full without being plump with a dark groove hiding her deeper sexual secrets.

Swirling closer she teased the circle of men, pressing the young breasts and parting the slit of her vulva. We could see the glistening pink flesh of her intimate sex and I doubt if any of the men present did not react. I certainly did! None of the men moved to touch her and I assumed that this was what was to be accepted. She then turned to one of the young male performers and disported herself to him.

After a while she pulled at his gown and it dropped to the floor and he too was naked. He was indeed young but, despite his years, he had the most massive penis I had ever seen. From belly to circumcised tip it must have measured some thirty centimetres and stood proud from a bush of black hair. He stood erect while the girl danced around him, occasionally brushing the massive cock and finally stroking it with both hands.

She knelt before him and teased the substantial organ before placing her lips around the obese knob. By stretching her lips wide she was just able to take a few centimetres into her mouth. For a minute or two she fellated him before allowing it to slip out, wet with spit and lubricant. The youth hooked his hands under her arms, lifted her so that the shiny head was close to her slim vulva.

Two other girls moved to the couple to help support her while a third took the firm pole and guided it into the slim slit. Slowly and with expert ease she was lowered onto the rampant pole as it parted the lips and drove into her vagina. I had never seen a woman so stretched before as she took in as much of him as she could. We could all see the thick veined monster filling her vagina and opening her lips wider and wider.

Then, with the boy standing rigid, the other girls began to move the naked teenager up and down the magnificent penis. We could all hear the squishy sounds in the hush that fell in the room punctuated occasionally by a muted grunt from the boy and a little moan from the teenage girl. I admired nature as I wondered how she took so much of him inside her petite body without appearing stressed. Then, with a soft splat he slid from her open vulva as they lifted her off at an unseen signal.

As they set her to the floor she wriggled against him, pressing his mammoth erection between the petite breasts. He was so large that the engorged balls brushed her belly while the purple tip curved near her full lips. The boy moved his hips thus sliding the veined shaft between her pert mounds. The fat tip brushed her lips, spreading silvery slivers of his lubricant over her dusky skin. He shuddered and gave a muted cry as a torrent of white frothed from the tip of the tumescent head and began to splash over the young woman’s face and lips. Like an eruption of erotic lava the semen gushed forth, occasionally spurting a few centimetres over her forehead to be followed by thicker surges that dripped down the shivering knob onto her bust.

Her face was shimmering with random patterns of sperm when he drew away a little and dipped the apex of his evacuating organ so that it pressed against her already slippery lips. Her mouth opened wide and enclosed the smooth lump, her small hand stroking the firm shaft. Now she gave a ‘mew’ as the youth’s head jerked back and his eyes squeezed shut. I smiled at the man to my left as we both realised that she was getting the sort of mouthful we could only dream of doing. For a full thirty seconds they coupled before she whipped her head back and the cockhead flew out with an audible ‘plop’. He began to lose his firmness but dribbles of seed still dripped lazily from the shiny opening.

However all eyes were on the young girl who opened her mouth to display it brimming with smooth, white fluid. Then, with a gentle movement she closed it and deliberately swallowed hard before opening it once more to flaunt its emptiness.


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Author Information

‘Pebbles’ is the pseudonym of a now retired English training manager. Born in the late 1940’s, he dabbled in eroticism as a hobby but Dans-le-Murs is his first attempt at anything approaching publishable. If it’s successful then there is the possibility of a sequel, if not then there is always gardening!

A fairly shy and retiring person, he allows his desires free rein throughout the story. It really is a case of setting down on paper the missed opportunities and regrets of his life in an entertaining fashion.

Now they have both retired, ‘Pebbles’ and his wife spend much of their leisure time in northern France except when they are hunting for Bronze Age artefacts.

 

Publisher Information

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