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Hello, and welcome to my blog. I'm so glad you decided to stop by. My name's Angela R Sargenti, AKA The Queen of Short Attention Span Erotica. Got a minute? Then you have time for a quickie.

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Showing posts with label Threesome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Threesome. Show all posts

Friday, March 29, 2013

My Special Day (excerpt from the book, My First Threesome)






What can I say?

Two men playing my body like a cello did me in and I felt the first orgasm hit.  It was such a relief I sobbed out loud, and Brandon plucked me up off the couch and dragged me to the loveseat to give me the rest of my birthday swats. 

He went a little harder than Mark, but I loved it anyway, and when he was done, he ordered me up to go straddle my husband’s cock.  I sank down to my knees and hooked my hands over Mark’s neck.

“Oh, my God, I love you guys so much.”

Mark kissed me and pulled me tight against his chest while Brandon settled himself behind me.  He greased up my ass with the lube, and once Mark had his dick in me, he entered me from the rear.  He let Brandon establish a rhythm and when he did, they both started humping me, their cocks surging in and out of me simultaneously. 
 
 
 
 

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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

My First Threesome






I'm not sure of the release date yet, but I'll keep you informed.  Be sure to look for my story "My Special Day."

Friday, January 6, 2012

Teaser: Not Since Chris

Hi, Everyone.
I'm bored today so I thought it might be fun to slip in a little teaser from a story I finished yesterday.  I hope you all enjoy it.
Angie


Not Since Chris

She brought my drink to me and went to stoke the fire. Just having something to do seemed to calm her and she jabbed a log with the tip of the poker. Orange sparks flew up the chimney, reminding me of home. I had an agonizing hard-on by then and wanted to fuck someone, anyone. I took a serious slug off my drink, then I stood up and went to grab her from behind. I slipped the poker out of her hand and turned her around to face me, then I backed her against the nearest wall and pressed her against it so tight I heard the air leave her lungs.
“Kiss me,” I told her. “Like you mean it.”
“I do.”
She kissed me so hard and so thoroughly I thought she’d climb down my throat, and when she pulled away she shot a wicked little glance at Kisho.
“You try it,” she told him. “I’ll bet you haven’t been kissed like this since Chris died.”