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The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who surreptitiously joins the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Julia Bell is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her lie taboo desires she is powerless to control, desires that haunt and plague her without mercy.
SHAME ON MOM-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
She was waiting for her son. She sat behind the steering wheel of her car in the high-school parking lot, a lovely young woman with chestnut hair and slanty blue eyes. She wore the neat beige uniform of a Skelly Girl, an expert stenographer for hire by the hour. The car was small but new and she appeared poised, sure of her place in the world.
But she had two fingers up her cunt and was hurriedly masturbating.
Hurry! she groaned. Come now. Quick. God, my cunt’s wet. And loose. But I can’t get it off. I have to before Jack arrives. Please, just one quick little orgasm to untie the knots. Please. Now?
She stared down at the hand in her panties, knuckles humping at the nylon like mice scurrying about. Her legs were bowed out and tense, prettily rounded bare legs made to wrap around a man but she, Julia Bell, considered the top Skelly Girl both in proficiency and sexiness, was finger-fucking herself.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.