Bluebeard's Wife

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Tara's husband has never shared a fantasy with her, or even masturbated--that she knows of. However, this curious wife discovers a phone bill full of phone calls to sex lines and realizes her husband has been living a double life! Instead of getting mad, Tara's curiosity leads her to begin listening in on John's steamy conversations in hopes of finding out what he really wants in the bedroom. After several failed attempts at bringing fantasy to reality, however, a frustrated Tara turns to her much more ...
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Overview

Tara's husband has never shared a fantasy with her, or even masturbated--that she knows of. However, this curious wife discovers a phone bill full of phone calls to sex lines and realizes her husband has been living a double life! Instead of getting mad, Tara's curiosity leads her to begin listening in on John's steamy conversations in hopes of finding out what he really wants in the bedroom. After several failed attempts at bringing fantasy to reality, however, a frustrated Tara turns to her much more adventurous best friend, Kelly, for help. A quick psychology 101 diagnosis from Dr. Kelly marks John as having a classic "madonna/whore" complex, and she quickly sets about making plans to rectify this situation. Tara goes along for the ride, hoping that Kelly may have the answer to bridging the seemingly ever-growing gap in her marriage?
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Warnings: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, sex, ménage a trois (MFF threesome), lesbian sex and some naughty daddy/daughter role play, too!
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EXCERPT:

"Seeing you dancing out there with Kelly-you don't know how sexy you are, do you?" he asked, leaning over to me, his hand running up from my knee to my thigh. His breath was warm on my face, and I could smell the 7&7's he'd been drinking all night. My own head was still swimming with wine.

"You two rubbing up against each other, seeing your red little dress riding up and up," he whispered, his hand pushing my dress up further as he sought higher ground on my leg. "You looked just like you do when you come, with your eyes half closed and your mouth open and your legs quivering."

I moaned, tilting my face up to him, and then he was kissing me, his tongue forcing its way past my teeth, down my throat, as he pressed me into the door. "I wanted to fuck you right there on the dance floor," he growled against my neck, biting and sucking at my flesh. "I wanted to fuck you both."

I gasped, his hands groping me in the dark, everywhere at once. My dress was pushed up to my waist now, his fingers rubbing fast and hard between my legs. We kissed, our mouths meshing together as he leaned over the gearshift to get to me. When he pulled my panties aside and plunged his fingers into me, I hissed, putting one foot up onto the dashboard to give him better access.

He was trying to climb over onto me but there wasn't enough room-not in his little Roadster. When I whispered that fact to him, he grunted, pulling his hand away from me and moving to open his door. A moment later, he was opening mine, and I was still sitting there with my panties askew, my heels off, and my dress shoved up to my waist, struggling with the seatbelt.

He leaned over me and popped the button, pulling me out of the car and crushing me to him, his tongue digging deep into my mouth. I clung to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, feeling his hands roaming over my ass, squeezing and lifting me, pressing my crotch to his. I could feel how hard he was through his trousers.

Then he was turning me around, pressing me over the hood of the car, shoving my dress up higher on my waist. His hands moved over my ass, my thighs, and I heard his zipper and the felt his cock pressing against my panties. He shoved those aside, his fingers finding me again, moving in and out of my wetness-and I was wet, soaking wet, my panties moist with my heat.

He didn't bother to take them off, he just replaced his fingers with his cock, shoving himself deep inside me with a growl. I moaned, pressing my cheek to the metal, the engine still ticking as he started to fuck me, my hands out in front of me, just letting him take me. I could see the Christmas lights of the neighbor's house across the street, a blurred red and green glow as he rocked me against the Beemer's electric blue hood.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781440432866
  • Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
  • Publication date: 11/14/2008
  • Pages: 144
  • Sales rank: 1,295,821
  • Product dimensions: 5.25 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.31 (d)

Meet the Author

Selena Kitt is a bestselling and award-winning author of erotic fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business. With half a million ebooks sold in 2011 alone, she is the cream-at-the-top of erotica!

Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she's not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (www.excessica.com) and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family-a husband and four children-and her growing organic garden. She also loves bellydancing and photography.

Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of "exceptional literary quality," out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read "blind" (without author's name available.)

She can be reached on her website at www.selenakitt.com.

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We ended up closing the place down, John and I. Kelly and Chris headed home about midnight, and I sat and finished another bottle of wine while I watched John move among the tables, talking and laughing. He helped me on with my coat when it was time to go, and held my elbow as we walked to the car.

"Are you drunk?" he asked me as he got into driver's side.

I looked over at him in the dimness. "Are you mad?"

"Am I mad that you're drunk? Or am I mad that you were out dirty dancing with your girlfriend at my company Christmas party?" John started the car and put it in reverse.

"Um ... that, or ... whatever," I said, struggling with my seat belt. I couldn't seem to find the slot to put it into. John accelerated hard and I was propelled back against the seat. I was still trying to get my seat belt fastened when John hit the brakes at a stop sign and I jolted forward, reaching out my hand to the dashboard to catch myself, but my reflexes were slow, and I missed.

"What were you thinking?" John asked with a sigh, reaching over and doing my seat belt up for me.

I felt tears sting my eyes and looked out the passenger window so he wouldn't see them. "I don't know," I whispered. "I guess maybe that you might think I was sexy."

We didn't talk again until John backed the car into the garage. He always backed in, so he could pull out in a hurry in the morning. Then he turned to me in the dark of the car, his voice low. "Tara, do you know what I wanted to do to you when you came downstairs in that dress?"

I shook my head, turning a little toward him.

John reached a hand out and fingered the soft, satin hem that was riding high on my thighs. "I wanted totear it off you."

"You did?" I asked, my eyes wide. He was looking down at where my dress ended.

"I wanted to tear it off you and take you, right there, up against the wall in the hallway." His voice was hoarse, and I swallowed hard.

"You did?" I squeaked.

"Seeing you dancing out there with Kelly--you don't know how sexy you are, do you?" he asked, leaning over to me, his hand running up from my knee to my thigh. His breath was warm on my face, and I could smell the 7&7's he'd been drinking all night. My own head was still swimming with wine.

"You two rubbing up against each other, seeing your red little dress riding up and up," he whispered, his hand pushing my dress up further as he sought higher ground on my leg. "You looked just like you do when you come, with your eyes half closed and your mouth open and your legs quivering."

I moaned, tilting my face up to him, and then he was kissing me, his tongue forcing its way past my teeth, down my throat, as he pressed me into the door. "I wanted to fuck you right there on the dance floor," he growled against my neck, biting and sucking at my flesh. "I wanted to fuck you both."

I gasped, his hands groping me in the dark, everywhere at once. My dress was pushed up to my waist now, his fingers rubbing fast and hard between my legs. We kissed, our mouths meshing together as he leaned over the gearshift to get to me. When he pulled my panties aside and plunged his fingers into me, I hissed, putting one foot up onto the dashboard to give him better access.

He was trying to climb over onto me but there wasn't enough room--not in his little Roadster. When I whispered that fact to him, he grunted, pulling his hand away from me and moving to open his door. A moment later, he was opening mine, and I was still sitting there with my panties askew, my heels off, and my dress shoved up to my waist, struggling with the seatbelt.

He leaned over me and popped the button, pulling me out of the car and crushing me to him, his tongue digging deep into my mouth. I clung to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, feeling his hands roaming over my ass, squeezing and lifting me, pressing my crotch to his. I could feel how hard he was through his trousers.

Then he was turning me around, pressing me over the hood of the car, shoving my dress up higher on my waist. His hands moved over my ass, my thighs, and I heard his zipper and the felt his cock pressing against my panties. He shoved those aside, his fingers finding me again, moving in and out of my wetness--and I was wet, soaking wet, my panties moist with my heat.

He didn't bother to take them off, he just replaced his fingers with his cock, shoving himself deep inside me with a growl. I moaned, pressing my cheek to the metal, the engine still ticking as he started to fuck me, my hands out in front of me, just letting him take me. I could see the Christmas lights of the neighbor's house across the street, a blurred red and green glow as he rocked me against the Beemer's electric blue hood. He hadn't even shut the garage door.

"You like that?" he whispered, grinding his pelvis into me, his cock buried so deep it almost hurt. I couldn't catch my breath to answer, I just whimpered, but I arched my back and pressed against him in response.

He reached over me, grabbing my arms and twisting them behind my back. I gasped, wriggling and moaning, as he held my wrists with one hand, still fucking me, harder now, driving me against the cold side panel of the car. He slapped my ass with the other hand, making me squirm. The hot sting felt good in the night air.

I could see my breath, panting out in white streams toward Mr. Klein's house across the way--and I could see Mr. Klein, walking across his living room. I wondered if he might be able to see us, and the thought was beyond exciting.

John was grunting with every thrust, his breath ragged. My panties were snug between my legs and every time he shoved into me, he pulled them up tight between my lips and effectively massaged my clit, the friction building up as he fucked me, really rapidly now, all the way into me, working hard.

"Oh God," I cried, feeling his hand tighten around my wrists, pulling me back against him and driving deeper, deeper still, into my pussy. "John, make me come!"

I could still see Mr. Klein, and I think he was at his window, but I didn't care. I ground myself back against John's cock, wanting more and more, until I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I was dizzy with wanting, feeling the ache between my legs moving toward release.

John grabbed my hip with his other hand, forcing himself hard up into me, growling and grinding, "Ahhhh God, baby, take my cum!" Feeling the first wave of him, hot and pulsing, coupled with his hips pounding against mine, forced me over, too, and I came hard, my pussy squeezing him, milking him.

"Ohhh yes, ohhhh!" I moaned, thrashing on the hood of the car, quivering beneath him.

He pulled out of me, and the cold of the night rushed in, making me shiver. He didn't let go of my wrists, turning me around to kiss me, his mouth a little softer now, but not much, his tongue still probing deep, his bare thighs pressing me back against the car, my ass resting against the cool edge.

"Now," he whispered, keeping me pressed against him, his hand still tight around my wrists wrapped behind my back. "Do you believe me, that I think you're sexy?"

I smiled, feeling dizzy, wrapping my leg around him, digging my heel into the back of his thigh. "Yes," I breathed, kissing him and holding on tight.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 7, 2011

    Dirrty (bring it)

    Recently converted con-rom lover (and i like em super sexy) and my oh my... if you dont get turned on at least twice, check your pulse or call a therapist! The plot is the most solid i have seen yet in my dirty corner of the genre, but the author knows why you really bought the book ; ) and doesnt disappoint. If reading alone- keeping your voice down will require some concentration. With a partner- be prepared to reveal some secrets and dont be surprised if they get any ideas.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 4, 2011

    Gotta read

    WOW, this one is a real page turner. Didn't expect so much "erotic" behavior, but bring it on. Good storyline and hated to put it down.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 12, 2012

    I am 14

    THE COVER WAS NOT THAT BAD PEOPLE AND BESIDES YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH WORSE KIDS HAVE SEEN

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 24, 2012

    Why

    WHY A BOOB? SERIOUSLY PEOPLE GROW UP


    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2012

    Nice

    Although i didnt care for the mild reference to pretend incest, i still really enjoyed the read. Particularly because it is a storyline about a married couple exploring their desires. Very fun read to the husband. I am normally pretty conservative and he just about fell out if his chair when i read aloud. Truly adds some giggly hot fun to a happily married couple's date night.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 18, 2013

    BREASTS ARE AMAZING YOU PRICK!

    Nookman16@ yahoo com

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2013

    you grow up....  THEY'RE BREAST. get over it...

    you grow up....  THEY'RE BREAST. get over it...

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 12, 2012

    Fjdkemj

    Can the author of the book change the pic??? Disturbing to young children thank u !!!!

    1 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 10, 2011

    OH MY!!!!!

    This is a great find! Everything in this book was better than I ever expected! Love the characters love the situations! My husband loved the outcome of this book as well...

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 16, 2011

    Threesomes oh my

    I liked this a LOT. The wife doesn't know her husband has been calling phone sex lines and she enlists her friend's help in turning his attention back to her when she finds out. That turns into the two women expermenting together and ultimately into a threesome with the husband. I couldn't put it down, I read it in one night.

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 28, 2012

    TheGuy

    Im 13 and ive seen alot abd done alot too

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 15, 2012

    Sex

    Sex

    0 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 22, 2012

    I've read some very interesting books over my life but this auth

    I've read some very interesting books over my life but this author has a womans perspective that I really appreciate. It is a story with content. It's imaginative but real enough that you could put yourself in it and still be a fantasy.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 15, 2012

    Delightful fantasies fulfilled...

    Tthis one is now ine of my favorites. No harm done to anyone while at the same time everyone has a great time having a great time!! Dilicious, delightful and way sexy!!

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 5, 2012

    Look at the cover close up

    Omg the cover is so gross! It shows a half naked woman!

    0 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 2, 2011

    ok

    ok guess, had real good scenes but i thought that i was a really sexy book.

    0 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    Posted January 16, 2011

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