1. Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 32&33


    Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Masturbation, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO - KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 32 Later that night, Haden woke up in a sweat. She'd been dreaming about the swampy forest behind her property again. She'd been running from something in the dark, her naked body being whipped by branches. But the branches slowly became hands and she understood that the trees were men too and that they wanted her. The tree men wanted her. She sat up in her bed, clutching at the sheets. Andrew was sound asl**p next to her. It was only 1am. She got up and and walked naked down to the kitchen for a glass of water. Back upstairs and headed to her room, a slight bit of movement out of the hall window caught her eye. The window looked out almost directly onto Lucas Bruns' balcony. There was no one on it and the sliding glass door was shut. But the hanging blinds were partially open and the bedroom light was on. There was another bit of movement and Haden figured out that the movement her eyes were catching were Lucas' reflection in the glass. She couldn't see him directly or entirely. Just part of his profile. Was ...
    he naked? Haden stopped at the window and took a gulp of water. He looked like he was alone. She shifted sides at the window, trying to change the angle. He was naked, she was sure now. He was looking at a laptop and he was....masturbating. Oh God, Haden thought. He's jerking off. She couldn't see much of him and none of it was clear, but the movement of that dark, toned arm was unmistakable. Haden lifted one leg and rested it on the window sill and with her free hand, reached down and began to touch herself. What was he looking at? Who was he thinking of? Why was he alone? For the first time, Haden didn't look at Lucas as the pool guy or the scary black neighbor or the guy who might be holding evidence of her infidelity. She just saw a man. He was handsome and aroused and alone. She thought about being in the room with him. He'd stop masturbating and she'd tell him to continue, to not let her interrupt him. “Pretend I'm not here.” Lucas would go back to stroking his cock. She tried to imagine what it would look like but the only thing she could conjure was the penis that had come through the glory hole at the video store. Somehow, she knew it wouldn't look like that. Two things occurred to her at the same time. The first was that she was attracted to Lucas. She could admit it. The second thing was that she was a racist. Penny had been right about her. Sure, she wasn't wearing a white sheet and she always voted for measures that promoted equality. She'd voted for Obama. But ...
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