Moe Lester

My Mom: The Nymphomaniac

Sarah drove Joshua up to the lake to begin his work for the summer. They had spent most of the night trying to store up enough orgiastic pleasure for the weeks ahead, and Joshua was very subdued during the drive. He gave his mother a fond kiss when she pulled up in front of the building where he would stay. It wasn’t the kind of farewell she liked, but under the circumstances, it was the…

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Moe Lester

The Seduction of Laura: Part 1

Sprawled on her back, exhausted, her nipples slowly softening, Laura Simpson drifts off to sleep. Laura stirs once; her hips squirm slightly, searching for something that’s no longer there. Then the redhead is still lying unabashedly exposed with her legs spread wide and her hands at her sides. The light from the forgotten lamp spills over her pale, smooth body. The large black Cane Corso raises its head, stares at its redheaded mistress. Hercules long…

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Moe Lester

Winston

Justin Madden gets out of his dusty pickup truck, crosses the gravel to his back porch, opens the door, and then steps inside. It’s at least ten degrees cooler in the enclosed porch them the outside, but he stands there and strips off his clothes and shoes, then he goes into the kitchen, leaving his dusty, chaff-covered garments in a heap by the washing machine. Sarah, his wife, gazes up from the sink where she’s…

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Sheela B.

Witness Protection

Excerpt Later that day, Annie and Curly have their first meal at the new apartment; some takeout from a nearby soul food restaurant. Pushing her chair back, Annie excuses herself quickly and heads for the door. “Where are you going in such a hurry?” Curly asks with a raised eyebrow. “Out in the backyard … I need some fresh air,” Annie said innocently. “A cigarette, you mean,” Curly said gathering the dirty plates. “Well, you…

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Moe Lester

The Southside Stalker

April gazes at her reflection in the full-length mirror. The thirty-eight-year-old woman sees her firm, full breasts, her plain black nylon panties, the only remaining garment, and makes one final try to overcome temptation and fails. Pushing her panties down quickly, April turns and goes to open the door to admit the source of her fascination Billy, her big German shepherd. Seeing the woman naked, Billy knows what to expect, and his big tail wags…

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Moe Lester

Murkwood Manor

Drew, her mysterious urge to fuck becoming almost uncontrollable, needs time to be alone. She needs these quiet moments for thinking and hanging on and making her spinning universe settle. This wild point of land seemed not only to defy the shape of reality but also to twist feelings and behavior among whatever humans dare invade it. Surf curls onto the beach before her, its gray-green wall toppling in slow motion, so she caught herself…

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Moe Lester

The Dog Show

“I’m feeling really fucking horny today, Shell,” Tiana ‘Tee’ Carter announces. Michelle ‘Shell’ Boyd raises her eyebrows. The two women were neighbors and Tiana had stopped at Michelle’s for morning coffee and, seated at the kitchen table, she suddenly blurted out her feelings. Blushing slightly with a grimace, the Tiana realizes she said something aloud that should’ve been kept in her head. Michelle grins. “Ethan usually fucks me in the morning,” Tiana said with a…

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Moe Lester

Jenna’s Wild Night

“Oh, hi, Misty … Hi, Mr. Webb,” Jenna said happily. She stands. Gilbert shifts, his tail pounding the floor. “Hi, Jenna. Well, we’re ready,” Misty said. The doorbell rings. Misty’s shoulders sag. She had hoped to be able to talk for a few minutes with Jenna, get things rolling, so to speak. However, the Burke’s are here now, and they’ll have to leave right away. “Have fun now, Jenna, OK?” Sean said, touching the teen’s…

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Moe Lester

The Answer

Sensations and images bubble through Katie’s mind. She feels the furry belly and chest against her ass and back. It’s warm, soft and pleasant. The blonde feels the forepaws grip the small of her waist and tug. They’re amazingly hand-like, astonishingly human in their ability to grab and hold onto her. Sensing the way the dog’s hind feet dance between her legs, Loki creeps higher and higher over her body pumping his hips to find…

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Sheela B.

Animal Rescue 2 Part 3: The Count!

As she’s undressing, there’s Dudley still, her peeping ram, staring into her bedroom not hiding his boner. After dinner last night, the ram had disappeared to wherever it goes, to Debbie’s disappointment. She had hoped to play some more with the bighorn sheep. The blonde undresses slowly, giving Dudley a show, and the animal’s golden eyes were transfixed on the blonde beauty. “You really are a dirty pervert, Dudley,” she said through the glass. “Even…

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