The Slumber Party (The Slumber Party Trilogy Book 1) by Reign Madison

Author:Reign, Madison [Reign, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

The End

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Thank you so much for purchasing and reading The Slumber Party.

Please enjoy the following samples from the Madison Reign Library:

Rachel’s Ass

Texas Heat

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Rachel’s Ass

Rachel

All I did was bend over.

Didn’t think much about it when I did. I mean, why would I?

The first shout I heard came from my dad. Actually, it sounded more like a bellow. “Did you just look at my daughter’s ass?”

Next came a woman’s scream. By the time I straightened myself back up and turned around, the consequences of my simple action became crystal clear: my dad had punched Mr. Wilson in the face.

I’m quite sure he would’ve loved to get in several more, but a few of the neighborhood men were holding him back.

My mom didn’t waste a second getting involved. “What the hell are you thinking?” she yelled at my dad.

“Why don’t you ask him what he was doing staring at Rachel’s ass?” he yelled back.

Mr. Wilson got back on his feet, rubbing his jaw. His wife stood nearby, wanting to help, but at the same time wishing not to draw any more attention to the situation.

Eventually things settled back down and the party went on for a few more hours. Daddy loved to bar-b-q and today’s neighborhood gathering was nothing more than an excuse to show off his new grill.

As for me, I remained somewhat in a state of shock.

Even later that night as I lay in bed, my mind was still a whirr of thoughts and emotions. Did Mr. Wilson really stare at my ass?

Secretly, I hoped he did. Mr. Wilson was cute, in a sort of normal, fun-loving way. He wasn’t really tall, had no six-pack stomach or chiseled muscles. No thick, dark hair.

But I’d had a crush on him since my freshman year in high school. Then senior year came around and two things happened.

First, my best friend Erica slept with an older man and couldn’t keep her mouth shut about it. “Man, they sure know how to please a woman,” she’d say over and over. “Much better than the boys we’ve got to deal with.”

Second, I overheard my mom and Mrs. Wilson casually talking over tea and homemade scones while seated in our kitchen. I still remember standing outside the door, and the naughty warmth that shot to my core when Mrs. Wilson let slip her husband was very well hung.

From that day on I’d have these fantasies of him all naked and sweaty, fucking me on my bed like there was no tomorrow.

A soft moan escaped from my lips as my right hand dipped inside my cotton panties. While my fingers were busy moving in hot little circles, my other hand nudged the hem of my nightshirt up over my breasts.

I cupped one and squeezed the firm flesh before finding the large, stiffening nipple with my thumb and forefinger. Pulling and twisting the dark brown peak brought another moan as now I pictured Mr. Wilson on top of me, thrusting his large cock into my tight pussy again and again.

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