Amanda's Assignment
Adventure
Shower sex.
Car sex.
Office sex.
Sex with gamers.
Sex with two roommates.
Sex with a stranger and his jealous wife.
And, more shower sex.
Join Amanda for her hottest adventure yet...
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Excerpt
He kissed her. Amanda kissed back heartily. She knew this would encourage Craig further, but the alternative was to piss him off.
His mouth moved to her neck and his hands were now cupping her breasts, gently fondling them. Warily, she kept an eye on the doorway and the stairway beyond.
"Craig..."
His right hand broke away and glided down her belly. His mouth took its place on her left breast, sucking her nipple in between his teeth. Now his hand crossed the threshold of her waistband, slipping into her panties toward her clit. In a couple of seconds, he would find out how wet she was, and probably tease her about it.
Amanda shut her eyes.
"Craig, please, my husband is in the house..."
"But it would be ok if he wasn't?" He gave a low chuckle--this was his way of reminding her what a whore he'd turned her into.
"No... I meant..."
His finger began stroking her clit. The redhead exhaled sharply.
"Do you want me to stop, Amanda?"
The tormented housewife knew it was a no-win question. If I say yes, he teases me and humiliates me... and keeps using me anyway. If I say no... then I'm the whore he tells me I am.
He gave her nipple a bite. She winced, but remained still.
"Well? Amanda, should I stop?"
"Yes," she pleaded. "Just for now, because he's in the house," she added, trying to find middle ground.
He continued to rub her clit and to suck on her nipple. She gripped the bench top tightly, trying simultaneously to enjoy his attentions and to not enjoy them. Gradually, she resigned herself to the fact that the end result would be the same--Craig doing with her as he pleased--so she relaxed slightly. His fingers felt really good, and his mouth... as long as he wasn't biting, it was just fine by Amanda.
His hand wandered lower, and two of his fingers slid into her now.
"Damn, you're so wet, Amanda..."
She was sure that he'd taunt her about her arousal, but he didn't. Thankful, she gave a contented moan.
From upstairs, there were footsteps. Hastily, Amanda pulled Craig's hand out of her shorts while squirming away from his oral attention.
"What are you doing?" he demanded quietly.
"My husband... he's coming..."
Craig seemed unfazed. "Put your hands back where I told you." Before waiting for her to obey, he grabbed her wrists and led them back till she was again reluctantly gripping the bench top.
"Craig..." But he'd already slid his hand back into her panties, and turned his oral attentions to her right breast now. This time, though, he wasn't being gentle. His teeth found the base of her hard nipple and bit into it. Amanda responded with a strangled yelp. To her chagrin, she could also feel herself growing wetter.
He felt it too, but merely laughed and fingered her faster.
Footsteps continued from upstairs.
"Craig," she whispered urgently, "he's going to catch us..."
"Cum, Amanda," he replied, his teeth never loosing their grip on her tender flesh. He stabbed his fingers deep into her, and she realized his intention. He was going to keep fucking her with his fingers until he made her cum. And, unlike with her clit, when he finished her off this way, Amanda knew that she would squirt. Her panties and her shorts would be soaked--it was bad enough that she'd have to sneak upstairs to change her blouse, but Craig was bent on leaving her looking and smelling like sex, and at the risk of being caught by her husband.
"Rub my clit, please," she implored, her eyes dancing nervously on the ceiling as she listened for Mark. "Please, Craig, that'll make me cum..."
He fingered her faster. "This will make you cum, too."
"No..."
"No? Then maybe you need more stimulation..." His mouth moved back to her left tit, and his teeth cruelly bit into the pink flesh of her already aching nipple.
"Ohhhhh!" Although it was against his orders, she brought her hand up and shoved her wrist into her mouth, stifling her cry of pain. This time, he didn't let up, and Amanda willed herself to keep still. Squirming would only increase the agony, she knew from prior Craig experience.
Her pussy, on the other hand, was another matter entirely. The violated redhead could feel herself dripping all over Craig's fingers, and indeed there was now very little in the way of friction down there...
Amanda's Descent
The first book, Amanda's Descent, follows the beginning of Amanda's adventure, showing us how she's transformed from an ordinary housewife to a sex slave...
"Not for the faint of heart... what starts out as a simple dare turns into a full blown series of sexually charged scenes... until you are out of breath, and in some serious needs of your own..."
--Heidi Lis (Amazon reviewer)
"My husband called this book stroke material when I told him what I had just finished reading. This book is super HOT and down and dirty!"
--Tanya Rae Walling (Amazon and Goodreads reviewer)
"...although I did feel sorry for Amanda...I would have had a go at her myself..."
--Andrea Franklin (Amazon reviewer)
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Road Trip
Released as part of Crossroads, a collection of Dylan Cross stories...
"You want to feel sorry for what Craig is putting Amanda through, but it's just so damn hot. Hubby was one happy camper while I was reading this book! I threw myself into this story, I was Amanda enjoying all that hot and steamy sex..."
--Andrea Franklin (Amazon reviewer)
"Make sure you're ready for this, because honey -- you're about to submit to a style that is beyond anything else out there..."
--ChadandJen7 (Amazon reviewers)
About the Author
Dylan Cross is an author of darker erotica, including titles such as Back to School and Crossroads. He is a US Marine, a software developer and founder of the Erotic Authors Guild.
When not writing, Dylan enjoys football, grilling, Netflix and flavored vodka. He resides in suburban Chicago with his wife and cat.
Official page: www.dontcrossdylan.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/writerdylancross
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