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About the author:
Tilly writes erotica for persons over the age of 18 only.
What inspired you to write your book?
I read an article in the Sunday Times about the old Masters and their muses and the erotic nature of their sittings.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Pete stepped forward, his footsteps halting just before her. Carla parted her lips. Behind the blindfold her eyes wildly searched for light, but everything was black. Pete put his hands on her cheeks, lifted her head and guided her to him. She could hear him breathing, now shallow and raspy as his excitement grew. The closer she got to him, the stronger his scent. Now, she could smell the warm, moist, musky odour of his crotch. Then there was contact as something soft brushed along her top lip, and came to rest on her left cheek. Tracing its path with her tongue, Carla tasted Pete in the pre-cum he glossed her mouth with. Salty and warm, it tingled on the tip of her tongue.
“Good girl,” Dorian commented. He shuffled close behind her and placed his hands on her hips, his grip was firm and tight. Her buttocks flushed with heat as her desire for him blazed through her body. She felt him shift his position and then he entered her. She gasped with pleasure as he rammed his cock deep inside her, but Dorian did not thrust, he waited. She felt Pete’s cock nudge against her cheek and she understood what the pause was for. Her clit throbbed and pulsed in anticipation of the pleasure to come. Small beads of sweat trickled off her breasts and her tummy and landed on the mattress below her. She turned her head to the left where her open mouth found Pete’s cock. Pete moaned above her head, “God, I really like this one,” he gushed, as he pushed his prick into her open mouth.
“So do I,” echoed Dorian, his fingers now digging into her flesh as started to thrust in and out of her. He took his right hand off her hip and reached under her. Expertly locating her clit he began to massage it with the flat of his fingertips, round and round he went, frigging her hard, his fingers slipping in her juices. She moaned around Pete’s cock, which was being stuffed backwards and forwards in her mouth as Pete fucked her face. Moving her head, she worked with Pete, taking her lips down to the base of his shaft and bringing them back up to the tip. He was huge, almost as big as Dorian. She lifted her left hand off the bed and grabbed Pete’s right hip, allowing herself greater movement as she sucked and nibbled on his shaft. Pete took her hair in his hands and forced her head onto him, driving her where he wanted her to go and controlling the speed. She could taste his salty sap leaking from the swelling head of his engorged cock and she swallowed greedily. Hungry to take Pete into her body, she sucked harder, caressing his shaft with her tongue. Soon she felt Pete’s blood fizzing down his shaft and she knew he was near climax, quickening the movement of her head, she sought out his orgasm.
Dorian read the signals in Carla’s body language and increased the pressure and the speed of his of his fingers. Carla’s clit shuddered with erotic rapture at his touch and her pussy contacted in waves, tightening and releasing around Dorian’s eager cock, which vigorously plundered her sex. Dorian was rough and urgent in his fucking and her whole body jolted with each of his ruthless strokes. She could feel his hunger for her; it was so pure and so urgent that it sent shudders down her spine.
Carla felt her toes begin to curl as her own body prepared for the onslaught of intense abandon she knew was swelling in her sex. Dorian pushed down on her clit hard, moving his fingers quickly and Carla’s climax erupted. Every muscle in her body tightened, and juddered as the wave of erotic ecstasy swept through her. Her pussy contracted around Dorian’s cock and she could feel him pulsing as his body worked on hers to quicken his own pleasure. Her clit sent shocks throughout her system, charging each and every nerve ending which registered the shock and bounced it back. Light burst behind her eye lids and twinkled in her brain as her orgasm washed through her. The muscles down backs of her legs tightened and her toes curled. Her heart raced and her breath shortened. The sensations were raw and intense, and she was utterly helpless to stop then. The only sound she could muster was a muffled moan, as her lips were still wrapped around Pete’s cock, which he was now ramming fervently in and out of her mouth as he sought his own orgasm.
Carla was now too sensitive for Dorian’s touch and she wriggled, unable to take the stimulation after her orgasm. Her body twittered as her muscles recovered from the shock. Dorian took his hand from her sex and grabbed her hip, now holding her firmly in place, he rammed his shaft hard and deep into her, Pete did the same to her mouth. She felt every thrust and push of their cocks as both men emptied themselves with a frenzied shudder of their bodies and a climatic cry. She could taste warm spunk at the back of her throat, and feel it flooding her pussy at the same time. She swallowed, the salty gloop glided down her gullet as her tongue pushed against Pete’s now spent cock. Dorian stayed inside her also as he recovered his breathing and regained control over his body.
“Well,” gasped Pete, “that was the most fun I have had in a long time. Who is she?” he asked breathlessly.
“She’s mine, and that’s all that you need to know,” Dorian said as slowly he pulled out of her.