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Hello fellow Newbienuders!

I hope this Valentine's Day is finding you curled up with the one you love! I totally plan to do just that this evening. Got some hot plans for later. I am writing a book and have posted some excerpts here on my BLOG. Please, if you read it, leave me a comment. If you'd like to purchase the completed book, I will let you know when it's published. If you're interested, follow me on Twitter - the name is Tallula Cummings. Have a hot weekend everyone!

I had a burst of inspiration, so I worked on my book today. Here is some of the latest. Let me know what you think:

Bruce guided his cock between Emily’s breasts. He moved it over each one, teasing her nipples with the head. He grabbed her breasts again and pinned his cock between them. Then, slowly, he slid his enormous tool between them – in and out – while playing with her nipples with his fingertips. Oh, yes, he definitely had skills. She wanted him to move faster – she wanted him to explode all over her chest so that she could feel his hot sticky cum on her. But, no. He stopped. He had tremendous will power, as well as skills. Instead, he slid his rock hard cock up her chest, to her lips and teased them with the head. He nudged her lips open and allowed her tongue to lick it. Its size and firmness impressed her. She wanted him to slide it all the way down her body – she wanted to feel it inside her. But, instead, Bruce rammed it down her throat – Emily was great at giving blow jobs, but she never could quite master “deep throating.” She gagged – he pulled out – she caught her breath. He slid his cock into her mouth again, but not deep enough to gag her. He slid it in and out of her mouth – her jaw ached; it was so big, so hard. Then Emily heard Bruce moan. But instead of cumming in her mouth, he pulled out, panting, trying to catch his breath.
“My, my, my Emily. You are very good. Want a talented luscious mouth you have.” She smiled and liked her lips – slowly, sensuously. Damn right, I do.
Bruce moved again. This time he was standing beside her. His cock was aching for release. He touched himself; felt the heat, the throbbing from the blood coursing through it. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror at the other end of the room. He liked what he saw – a handsome, middle aged man; physically fit, relatively tight abs and a huge cock that he’s used to thrill many women. He prided himself on being able to make short work of his sexual conquests. But Emily was different, special. He knew where he wanted to stick his cock – and he wanted to, very badly. But he was determined to make this last as long as he possibly could. This evening was going to be memorable for them both.

Hello Friends. I'd like your opinion. I am writing a book of erotica and would like your thoughts. Here is an excerpt:

"Now, let me tell you a little about us. We are a school that caters to a very select clientele. We teach the sons and daughters of very elite, wealthy families on the finer points of sexual pleasures. I’m not talking about the down and dirty sex that one can get in a cheap motel or the back seat of a car. No, I am speaking of the techniques needed to genuinely pleasure one’s partner. Our students spend weeks learning technique and demonstrate what they learn on demonstration subjects. They are required to demonstrate proficiency in these techniques before graduating. Do you have any questions so far?”
“No” She could barely get the word out.
“Very well then – you’ll just need a quick examination and, if you check out OK, you’ll need to sign a legal contract and we’ll get you started. Still interested?”
“Yes. Where and when do I take that exam?” She could not believe she was still going through with this.
“Here and now. Please remove all your clothing – I need to see you naked.”
Not knowing how she summoned the courage to do so Emily stripped down naked and stood there. Bruce walked around the desk – obviously appreciating what he saw (that bulge in his pants doubled in size). She stood still as he walked around her. He ran his hand down her back, down to her ass, cupping each cheek. He ran his fingers down the crack of her ass and gently nudged her legs open as he felt the smooth wetness of her shaved vaginal lips from behind. Emily gasped and thought to herself “please let me feel that glorious member of yours in my wet slit”. But, instead he walked around her and facing her he took one of her 38DDs in his mouth. She nearly collapsed.
He stepped back and cleared his throat:
“Yes, you’re exactly what I need here. After you dress you can sign our contact, where you’ll agree to be our demonstration subject and keep our activities confidential. When can you start?”
“When do you want me?”
“Tomorrow night. I’ll send a car.”
Emily signed the contact and went home. “WTF have I gotten myself into?"

So, what do you think? Is this something that would interest you?And please, do not copy this excerpt and use it elsewhere. I am claiming all copyrights.