Présentation de l'éditeur
Four HOT Stories of innocent Teens being taken by MATURE MEN
Tarnished Innocence is a collection of four short stories of young women changing into adulthood, still learning what they're capable of.
Join four different women in their early 20's as they release some of the built up frustrations of their teen years and let loose, acting on basic human impulse.
These are the stories of young women being taken physically and emotionally by men who are over twice their age.
Alyssa is an uptight nurse who is a member of the Mormon community. She married young and is altogether inexperienced in love and life. On a Night Shift she leaves behind all the strict guidelines of her church and lets loose with one of the male patients who she has to clean late at night when nobody is around.
Warning: These stories contain explicit adult situations and bad language. They are not for anyone under the age of 18 or the faint of heart.
Here's an excerpt of The Landlord
Laney pulled up to the apartment a little anxious. It was slightly above her price range, but the location and photos of the view that she saw online made it worth the extra $150. She knew she liked the area but hoped she could get some—any—of the rent knocked off to make it more affordable.
She pulled into the driveway and texted the apartment manager, Ian, who appeared within two minutes. She immediately was drawn into his hazel eyes, his broad, commanding shoulders, and sandy brown, long hair.
“You must be Laney,” he said with a smile. He shook her hand, his large hand clasping her petite girl hand.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Laney responded.
Laney, being a frail 20 year old searching for her first apartment felt a little intimidated naturally. He weighed over twice as much, was probably fifteen years older and was in a position of authority. She had reason to be a little taken aback. Much like her English teacher her senior year, she liked the idea of an older gentleman using his power over her, taking control of her physically and emotionally. But of course, she never told anyone this; much less acted on it.
“I will be your landlord if you decide to take the place, and this will be your driveway.”
She gave a shy little nod and Ian pointed up the set of stairs leading to the unit.
“I’ll show you the unit. After you,” he motioned for her to go up the stairs.
As she walked up the stairs she thought briefly about her butt being at his eye level. She had been told by many guys, mostly her age and once by her dad’s friend who was a little drunk at her dad’s retirement party that she had a great ass. She agreed that her butt was her greatest asset. This, coupled with the fact that she was wearing tight black yoga pants which pronounced her curves. Sometimes, drunk guys would grab her ass and she liked it.
Once at a Fraternity party on Halloween a drunk Frat brother slapped her ass hard while she was wearing a mini skirt. She acted like she was offended but she really liked it. Later on in the night she ended up giving him a drunken blow job and swallowed, but she never told anyone about it. Not even her friend.
No doubt Ian the landlord at least took a glance while she walked the stairs; it was right at the level of his face.
The unit inside was fairly typical of a one bedroom unit that overlooked the lake in Sandytown. The living room had a balcony that Ian led her to where they both became mesmerized by the view of the Lake and the forest. The sun beat down on that June day which was why Laney was wearing just a blue tank top and comfortable yoga pants. She wasn’t wearing either a bra or underwear, and thought briefly whether or not Ian had noticed.
Ian talked to her about the lake while a cool breeze blue in from the west. She could feel her nipples chill and harden under just the tank top. As Ian talked she saw him glance at her bosom. Usually this would make her uncomfortable but she kind of liked it. She pretended not to notice.