A small sample of my book!!
Its a bit naughty, so NSFW and 18+ please..hope you like it! ~VR~ XX
I thought I would give a little taster of my new book...I hope you enjoy it! ~VR~ xx
At six o’clock she gave herself a final look over in the mirror. She LOVED the way her underwear made her feel, and her favourite suit always showed off her figure at its best. Her hair had not fought her today, and lay in soft waves across her shoulders (thank you God for stopping the rain!) so with her carefully applied make-up she looked every inch the Movie Star! Even her Aunt gave her a nod of approval as she said her goodbyes and left to catch the tram. It was a short walk to the stop, and she enjoyed the attention she received from a group of teenage lads; their wolf-whistles (another gift from the Yanks) following her down the street. The Conductor on the tram positively leered at her when she paid her fare (SO not her type!) and he grumbled under his breath when she gave him her best snooty look. The journey took another thirty minutes, and then she joined the queue outside the Gaumont Picture House filled with excitement for the coming film. The posters on the wall showed Gregory and Dorothy in an amorous clinch (she sighed and wished it was her instead), and when the doors FINALLY opened she shuffled forward eager to get the best seat in the house. As usual Mathew the Usher made a point of showing her to her seat, his torch playing over her legs in the hope that her skirt would ride up to give a glimpse of stocking! Innocent felt a little daring tonight, and made sure that he was treated to a glimpse of pale thigh above the silk. She felt wicked when his eyes came out on stalks and he started to splutter until another person asked him to show them to THEIR seat. She looked around her; she had empty seats either side of her (perfect, there would be no distractions) the closest people on her row were a young couple who were already kissing in anticipation of the lights going down! She shook her head at their brazen antics before settling back into her chair. The lights dimmed to almost complete darkness, and the first of the “trailers” started to flicker on the big screen. There was a short cartoon (that made her giggle lots) before the main feature titles started to run. Innocent focused on the screen, and everything around her disappeared. Gregory Peck was his usual handsome self, and Dorothy McGuire oozed sex appeal and softness as the story played out in front of Innocent’s wide eyes. It was reaching a climactic moment, she leaning forward in her seat in excitement, when a strange sound penetrated her consciousness. It was so out of place that it pulled her from the movie and made her look around to see what had caused it. Her eyes went HUGE as in the faint light she could make out the young couple sat a few seats away were doing some VERY naughty things!
The sound she had heard must have come from the girl, as Innocent could just make out that the young man’s hand was under her skirt and obviously touching her in a very intimate way! The girl’s head was tilted back, her eyes were closed and her mouth open as she wriggled and pushed against his hand. Innocent could feel strange warmth spread through her stomach, and her whole face started to burn as her blush spread quickly. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the look of obvious pleasure on the girls face, and then more movement drew her eyes lower. The girl was rubbing something with her hand that seemed to be sticking out of the front of the man’s trousers! It took two long seconds before Innocent figured out what it was, and her hand went to her mouth to stifle her gasp of surprise. OH MY GOD! She couldn't BELIEVE that the girl was touching his thing! The warmth in Innocent had moved down and rooted itself firmly between her legs, and she whimpered quietly when she thought she must have wet herself! Her whole body felt uncomfortably hot, and even her nipples were pushing hard against her tight suit jacket. She reached up and undid a button, slipping her hand inside to cup her left breast as her eyes stayed fixed on the young couple. She moaned involuntarily as her thumb rubbed over her nipple, and she couldn't help but let her other hand drop to her thigh and ease her skirt up. She had just parted her thighs in anticipation of touching when a deep cultured voice spoke into her right ear.
“Let me help you with that my dear.”
Innocent froze, and then squeaked as a hand came from behind her between the seats and stroked along her now exposed right thigh. She didn't know what to do, she DAREN’T turn round to see who it was, and she could feel she was burning up with embarrassment! The hand found her skin (she whimpered before placing her hand over her mouth) and then it moved up under her skirt. When it came in contact with her sodden knickers she thought she was going to die. Her hips started to shake uncontrollably, and she clamped her hand tighter against her lips to stifle the strange sounds she was making. When fingers moved under her knickers and touched her fiddlebuttton she came immediately, arching back in the seat as waves of pleasure washed over her. The fingers didn't stop there; they went lower and actually slipped inside her front bum! The shock, and the burst of sensation made Innocent orgasm again, thrusting her hips against the big unknown hand that held her in its intimate grip.
I thought I would give a little taster of my new book...I hope you enjoy it! ~VR~ xx
At six o’clock she gave herself a final look over in the mirror. She LOVED the way her underwear made her feel, and her favourite suit always showed off her figure at its best. Her hair had not fought her today, and lay in soft waves across her shoulders (thank you God for stopping the rain!) so with her carefully applied make-up she looked every inch the Movie Star! Even her Aunt gave her a nod of approval as she said her goodbyes and left to catch the tram. It was a short walk to the stop, and she enjoyed the attention she received from a group of teenage lads; their wolf-whistles (another gift from the Yanks) following her down the street. The Conductor on the tram positively leered at her when she paid her fare (SO not her type!) and he grumbled under his breath when she gave him her best snooty look. The journey took another thirty minutes, and then she joined the queue outside the Gaumont Picture House filled with excitement for the coming film. The posters on the wall showed Gregory and Dorothy in an amorous clinch (she sighed and wished it was her instead), and when the doors FINALLY opened she shuffled forward eager to get the best seat in the house. As usual Mathew the Usher made a point of showing her to her seat, his torch playing over her legs in the hope that her skirt would ride up to give a glimpse of stocking! Innocent felt a little daring tonight, and made sure that he was treated to a glimpse of pale thigh above the silk. She felt wicked when his eyes came out on stalks and he started to splutter until another person asked him to show them to THEIR seat. She looked around her; she had empty seats either side of her (perfect, there would be no distractions) the closest people on her row were a young couple who were already kissing in anticipation of the lights going down! She shook her head at their brazen antics before settling back into her chair. The lights dimmed to almost complete darkness, and the first of the “trailers” started to flicker on the big screen. There was a short cartoon (that made her giggle lots) before the main feature titles started to run. Innocent focused on the screen, and everything around her disappeared. Gregory Peck was his usual handsome self, and Dorothy McGuire oozed sex appeal and softness as the story played out in front of Innocent’s wide eyes. It was reaching a climactic moment, she leaning forward in her seat in excitement, when a strange sound penetrated her consciousness. It was so out of place that it pulled her from the movie and made her look around to see what had caused it. Her eyes went HUGE as in the faint light she could make out the young couple sat a few seats away were doing some VERY naughty things!
The sound she had heard must have come from the girl, as Innocent could just make out that the young man’s hand was under her skirt and obviously touching her in a very intimate way! The girl’s head was tilted back, her eyes were closed and her mouth open as she wriggled and pushed against his hand. Innocent could feel strange warmth spread through her stomach, and her whole face started to burn as her blush spread quickly. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the look of obvious pleasure on the girls face, and then more movement drew her eyes lower. The girl was rubbing something with her hand that seemed to be sticking out of the front of the man’s trousers! It took two long seconds before Innocent figured out what it was, and her hand went to her mouth to stifle her gasp of surprise. OH MY GOD! She couldn't BELIEVE that the girl was touching his thing! The warmth in Innocent had moved down and rooted itself firmly between her legs, and she whimpered quietly when she thought she must have wet herself! Her whole body felt uncomfortably hot, and even her nipples were pushing hard against her tight suit jacket. She reached up and undid a button, slipping her hand inside to cup her left breast as her eyes stayed fixed on the young couple. She moaned involuntarily as her thumb rubbed over her nipple, and she couldn't help but let her other hand drop to her thigh and ease her skirt up. She had just parted her thighs in anticipation of touching when a deep cultured voice spoke into her right ear.
“Let me help you with that my dear.”
Innocent froze, and then squeaked as a hand came from behind her between the seats and stroked along her now exposed right thigh. She didn't know what to do, she DAREN’T turn round to see who it was, and she could feel she was burning up with embarrassment! The hand found her skin (she whimpered before placing her hand over her mouth) and then it moved up under her skirt. When it came in contact with her sodden knickers she thought she was going to die. Her hips started to shake uncontrollably, and she clamped her hand tighter against her lips to stifle the strange sounds she was making. When fingers moved under her knickers and touched her fiddlebuttton she came immediately, arching back in the seat as waves of pleasure washed over her. The fingers didn't stop there; they went lower and actually slipped inside her front bum! The shock, and the burst of sensation made Innocent orgasm again, thrusting her hips against the big unknown hand that held her in its intimate grip.
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