RELEASE
DATE: Friday, October 31,
2014
SYNOPSIS:
Lollipops.
Toys. Cash.
Sex.
Leilani’s job is more addicting than sugar. It’s her
drug. She might look meek and too young to be a
college student, but she’s a naughty girl with a dirty
secret.
Leilani grants fantasies. When a request comes in,
Leilani dons her
pseudonym “Lollipop” and transforms into a high school
cheerleader, a
dominating cat girl, or even a sweet little Victorian girl
who loves candy and
ice cream.
Her business satisfies her lust, pays just enough
for college tuition, and always draws her back, despite the
abuse that torments
her afterward.
But when a gorgeous classmate finds out and urges
her to stop, Leilani’s first fear isn’t getting kicked out
of college. She’s terrified that she might give up her
primal lust for genuine
intimacy.
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TRAILER:
EXCERPT:
I straddled Coach Banks’s firm, tan torso, and I
relished in every kiss he planted from my ear to below my
collarbone. Behind me, the hard wall of his office was a
little too cold, but that only added to my pleasure and
contrasted with his hot
skin. I threw my head back and looked
above at the mounted football helmets and Coach of the Year
Awards. This man deserved better than that. This man was
smoking hot, and I was going to
help him live out the fantasies he’d had for
months.
A moan escaped my lips when I felt his large,
masculine hands slip beneath my tight cheerleading top and
caress my small
breasts. I made sure not to wear a bra
before I came to see him. I then looked
deep into his big, brown eyes, letting him know through my
gaze just how much
he was turning me on. He smiled, and I
saw a hint of satisfaction. Then his
eyes flashed with hunger, and my vision brightened as he
pinched my nipples. I whimpered then, sweetly, my nearly
animalistic gasps heavy with ecstasy. I
knew he liked his girls to be vocal.
That’s why he liked the cheerleading team so
much.
I wrapped my arms around his muscular neck and
pulled myself closer to him for a long, deep kiss.
The sensation of the tips of our tongues
swirling around each other sent a burst of warmth below my
belly button. He would be pleased when he finally reached
down below my
skirt.
“Coach,” I whispered in his ear, brushing my bottom
lip against his lobe. “I’m all yours
tonight. Please take me all the
way. I promise I won’t tell
anyone.”
He pinched my nipples again, then flicked
them. I cried out, and he caught my lips
in another kiss. I moaned into his
daring tongue as he continued to play with my small
tits. As much as I would enjoy him to continue, at
that moment, all I wanted was to feel his big cock inside of
me.
He finally pulled away from my lips, his own wet
and reddened from our passion. “I held
myself back for months. I didn’t want to
take things too quickly with you. Are
you sure you want
this?”
I nodded.
“Yes! Yes, please,
Coach!”
He smirked and gave me a quick kiss. “You were so
worth the wait.”
With me still straddling him, he carried me over to
his desk and swept his phone, paperwork, and football key
chains onto the
floor. This was the moment I had been
waiting for; my heart thumped with excitement, my pussy
throbbed with
anticipation. He set me on top of his
desk, the heels of my feet resting on the edge, and spread
my knees wide
open. He lifted up my navy blue pleated
skirt and smiled at my hot pink, lacy panties.
I made sure not to wear my cheerleading bloomers, either;
they would be
a hindrance for my Coach
Banks.
He caressed my inner thighs, up and down, teasing
me for several strokes until he ran his index finger over my
pussy, pressing
harder when he reached my clit. I gasped
and writhed on top of his desk as he played with my clit through
a layer of
soft lace. I could feel myself becoming
wetter with each passing stroke and craved the moment he
pulled off my panties.
It seemed like an eternity had passed when I
decided to pull them off myself. I
tossed them onto the floor next to his phone and spread
myself wide again, so
he could take in the view of my hairless, glistening
pussy. He smiled and started to unbuckle his
belt.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked him
breathlessly.
He dropped his jeans and trousers, and his already
erect cock twitched in the presence of my exposed
pussy. “See for yourself,” he said, his voice deep
and husky. I couldn’t wait to hear him
groan in that sexy voice as he fucked me wildly. I
swallowed hard as I imagined my pussy
swallowing a cock as big as his.
AUTHOR
BIO:
Marami Hung began her escapades with erotica as the narrator of
J.S. Cooper’s The Love
Trials. You can also hear her in Kylie
Gable’s Calendar
Girl.
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