Dying For Sex

Dying For Sex

by Epic Sex Stories

Like most single moms, I would do anything to
support my kids. As a Vegas stripper, I have. I put myself on my
book covers to remind me what inspired that epic sex story. You
wouldn't believe half of the shit that I've seen or done. To find
out, read my books and check out my 400 sexy photos on Flickr.com
(change search filter to “restricted”, then search for Epic Sex
Stories). Tell me what you think at Goodreads.com.

Copyright © 2013 by author Epic Sex
Stories

Published by Smashwords for author Epic Sex
Stories

This story is fiction. Any resemblance to
actual people, places, or events is coincidental. All rights are
reserved. Except for book reviews, no more than four paragraphs can
be reproduced without written permission from the author.

SUMMARY: When a virgin hottie learns she has
just a year to live, she decides to go out with a bang. She marries
a rich stud who helps her get out every kink in her system, from
sex in public to regular home orgies to bedding porn stars. But her
husband has a killer secret that could be the death of her.

EXCERPTS: Why do they call it a “blowjob”
when the job actually requires sucking?

“You’re not afraid of falling in love with
me?” the terminally ill hottie had to know. “I’m afraid I already
have,” the rich stud confessed. “You’d still marry me, knowing I’m
dying?” “Yes, but it has to be for life.”

Michael was the first hot alpha male she met
who wasn’t an asshole. He gave off enough heat to cook her books, a
gravitas that pulled her in like a black hole. Too bad he would die
soon.

“If you’re gonna die young, then you may as
well live fast.”

He paralyzed her with killer eyes so blue
they should be weaponized. By his expression she knew he understood
her completely. She felt like an open book and he just finished the
last page.

“I’m not afraid of death. It’s dying I don’t
look forward to.”

She inhaled the cock like it was coke. Every
time her lips slid up or down the rim of his penis she felt his
anus pucker, so she slid a finger up his backside.

With Mara grunting like a pig, the door
suddenly opened and her mother fainted. She snuck another finger up
his ass without breaking her blowjob. He yelled out and blew a
gasket.

The first wad struck her so hard she coughed
and hiccupped. The damn jism flew up her nasal passage and out of
her nose onto her bare breasts. It burned like a branding iron and
Mara knew she was hooked. Her nose sizzled so much she expected it
to start smoking. With all the applause, she didn’t realize that
cum splattered her face and a drop of spunk hung from her nose like
a raindrop on a leaf.

At a red light, a trucker honked while she
masturbated. She rolled down her window and stuck both feet out to
give him a better view. Having an audience made her cum like a
hurricane.

“Spank me, bitch!” she shouted. He smacked
her ass cheek hard. “I said, hit me, you fucking pussy!” He put
everything into it and she bucked like a bronco on his cock. He
continued slapping her ass until her body collapsed like jello.

Penetrating her pussy felt like going home
after a long trip. The harder you make her cum that first time, the
better looking she’ll see you afterwards. Fantastic sex at the
start of a relationship is key to her wearing rose-colored
glasses.

She inhaled his easy laugh like anesthesia.
She couldn’t believe she made him laugh. She couldn’t make babies
laugh. There is no better aphrodisiac than someone laughing at your
jokes.

“I want them to cover you in sperm. I want
you to walk around with a river of cum flowing down your leg. I’d
like to lick their cum off of your new tits, and suck it out of
your pussy and anus. I want you to have so much anal that you walk
like a penguin. Hell, I may take it up the ass myself. Can you
imagine licking another man’s cum from your husband’s virgin
anus?”

It was too low to be a scream, too primal to
be a whisper. It came from deep inside her and built up in pitch
and volume. If this wasn’t a super-orgasm, it must be an electric
shock treatment.

Mara’s body shook like an epileptic and Mike
had to pin her hands to the mattress just to continue fucking her.
A vice inside her virgina clamped down on his penis and he shot so
much so fast so hard that he lost a few neurons.

They say giving birth feels like pulling your
lips over your head; Mara tried the opposite -- getting Mike’s
entire head into her pussy. It didn’t work, but it was fun
trying.

She ordered him around with an authority that
thrilled her: “Get on your fucking knees and suck his throbbing
cock!”

“Record my husband when you cum in his mouth.
I want to masturbate to it later.” “Shhhheeet, girl, we’ll
masturbate to it together.”

She thrust the vibrator in him faster and
deeper, which hurt really good.

He felt the penis in his mouth tremble with
rage. I’m about to get a mouthful of cum, he realized, not sure how
he felt about it, but unwilling to spit it out before it spit in
him.

“Only gay men would prefer to give than
receive a blowjob.”

Michael stood next to the other husband
watching their wives take three guys each. “This makes my dick rock
hard, but I still want to reach for a gun.”

“White cock tastes better,” he told his wife.
“That’s not what the Kardasians say.” “Cum in their mouths,” the
porn director ordered.

“I’m pregnant,” his wife told him. “I hope
the baby isn’t black,” her white husband replied, hoping that
didn’t sound racist.