The Island’s Lush Scenery Made It A — 3-Way Paradise
Tag: Adult Reading
Two-Way Temptress
Sex Thieves
Lustful Lives In A Marriage Of Sin!
From the back:
A State Of Sin…
was what most people would call then flaming, frenzied affair, Sin because Stan was married to Nita, a drunkard and a wanton. Sin because Leah, with a body too beautiful to be owned by any one man, was married to Rory. Sin because Rory was no longer a man, but a sniveling, frightened shell obsessed with too many abnormal desires. Sin because they had met on a date arranged by Leah’s organization, a vice syndicate that sent women to men’s hotel rooms, selling sex for a fat profit. And sinful was their love, sinful their flagrant desires, sinful their passionate attacks on the rack of love. They were enmeshed in a hopeless tangle of shame and danger, for neither could back out now from their web of —
… Dark Lusts!
Passion Toy
Lust Had Filled His Life With Hungry Wantons!
From the back:
SEX SWEPT . . .
that was Cole Hawkins. What he hoped or dreamed didn’t matter. What counted was his body—the body no woman could get enough of—for lustful, sin-hungry women ruled his sex-muddled life. They did the thinking—they did the scheming that bounced him from one passion-trap to the next, until he didn’t know which way lust would pour next, except to sweep him right into the arms of the next hot, hungry wanton! And he waited what they had to offer, as often as he could get it, as often as they would give it, and that was always, for he was trapped in a swirling, shameful—
…LUST FLOOD!
Lust Lashed
Flesh Festival
Beach Stud / Sex In the Sun
Flame
On Fire With Burning Ambition and a Smouldering Need For Men
Rips The Lid Off The “Talent School” Racket… A Sizzling Story Of A Girl Too Eager To Be Discreet, Too Innocent To Stay That Way!
Never Say No
It had to be her way… or not at all!
That sounds like the opposite of someone who never says “no”
Erica
Men never knew how corrupt she was until the door was locked and the shade was down
From the back:
She Warned Them All
She removed her dress and folded it neatly over the back of a chair, taking her time, aware that his hunger was mounting as he watched from the bed. A tiny smile toyed at the corners of her lips as she reached for the clasp of her brassiere. She kept her back to him as she slid the loops down her arms and let her breasts spring loose. Slowly, knowing he was waiting, she drew in her breath and turned to face him. “Well?”
He stared. She laughed and stepped out of her heels, lifting one foot to the side of the bed, her fingers going to the garter-strap attached to her stocking. “I think I’d better warn you,” she murmured casually. “I’m not like other women.”
He blinked and frowned up at her. “What do you mean?”
Erica smiled at him. “I might be too much for you.”
He grinned, indicating his disbelief.
Erica shrugged, not surprised. “No one ever
believes me… until it’s too late for them to do anything about it.”
No Way Back
A night of thunder and fury, A night of passion and pain
From the back:
The Elements Of The Storm
A returning hero, a man haunted by the horrors of war, seeking forgetfulness in the soft arms and lips of his young wife…
A young wife, a woman left alone too long, plagued by her guilt, hoping to keep the fact and form of her infidelity a secret…
A sleek sophisticate, a female with the appetites of a male, compelled by her unnatural craving to corrupt the helpless victims of her strange charms…
A restless virgin, naive and trusting, suddenly caught up in the turbulence of a summer storm, exposed to the raw and ravaging reality of unleashed desires…
A Storm None Of Them Would Ever Forget
Forever Amy
Man Hunt
The Adulteress (1964)
She was a married woman who never dreamed she could find pleasure with other men… until she tried
Sleep-In Maid
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“Why does the man-of-the-house always find his way to my room after I’m in bed? Not that I mind.”
From the back:
MAID AT MIDNIGHT
Raped by her boss, Angela—a London shop girl—sought a peaceful life in America as a sleep-in maid, but her amorous adventures were just beginning. From the very first day sons and husbands could not keep their hands off of her voluptuous body. Shunted from home to home by irate wives she met with a new set of male hands each time. It wasn’t that Angela encouraged these adulterous advances, but she needed her job and she was by no means frigid.
In many homes throughout the country innocent girl domestics are exposed to the “Midnight visit.” Some welcome it, some don’t, but most of them comply. They are literally concubines in the American house-hold.