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Informationen zum Autor Cairo Klappentext "The Man Handler" is a bold narrative that challenges beliefs and attitudes about men, women, and sex. A single, thirty-something woman demonstrates there may be a fine line between sexual liberation and addiction. Leseprobe The Man Handler CHAPTER ONE Is it me, or is there something primitively erotic, sexually enticing, about the scent of lust and musk that lingers beneath a man's balls and clings to every strand of his dick hairs? Mmmm. I want to rub my face all up in it, then inhale deeply, savoring the sweet, sweaty aroma. Mmmmmmmm. The smell causes my nipples to harden, my clit to swell and pop out from under its hood, and my pussy lips to part in anticipation waiting, wanting, needing to be pierced by the hot spear of a dark, delicious man. Oh, how I love the feel and the taste of a stiff, thick dick. Mmmm. I'm salivating thinking about all the nasty, freaky things I can do with one right now. Suck it, slurp it, lick it, kiss it Mmmmmmmgulp it down one inch at a time nice, slow, and very wet. Humph. Umm, hold up. Before we go any further, let me officially introduce myself. My name is Bianca Rivers. And I love to fuck. Oh my God, if that didn't sound like an introduction for an AA/NA meeting or something. Let me try again. Hello. My name is Bianca. I'm a thirty-year-old, five-foot-eight-inch, 125-pound, cocoa-brown beauty who is happily single with an insatiable sex drive and a penchant for being on the hunt for a stiff dick. It's too bad I haven't been successful at finding one man who can hold my interest longer than the time it takes for him to bust his nut. After the sex, I generally want nothing more to do with them until the next time I feel like riding down on their dicks. Stick and move. Stick and move. That's what I typically like to do. No need for anything else. I have no time to catch feelings for anyone. And I definitely don't want them catching any for me. Now, just so we're clear. I have no intentions of bashing men, or having a pity party. 'Cause I'll be the first to tell you that I hate women who sit around like a bunch of hens, cackling and cawing about the woes of their lives, relentlessly complaining about their men, or men in general. So, no, I'm not going to spend my time dissing men. However, I will share my own personal experiences with them, and that will include the good, the bad and the ugly, as well as my thoughts, feelings, and views on women, which definitely won't always be nice. So if anyone can't handle that, then you might want to close up shop now and excuse yourself. Anyway, I'm not in a relationship (by choice). No children and never been pregnant. I've never contracted any STDs (thankfully!). I live in Jersey, and again, I love to fuck. And the best part about being single is that I can fuck who I want, when I want, how I want, where I want, and as many times I want, without answering to anyone about my actions. See, I'm what you might call a ride-a-dick-all-night-long type of chick. But, I consider myself more of a tri-sexual than anything else. Meaning I'm into pretty much all kinds of nasty, freaky sex. As long as it doesn't involve animals, body wastebeing pissed and shit on is a no-nomidgets, the elderly, disabled, disfigured, or children, then I'm down for the get down. If I like it, I may do it again. And I'm typically turned on by men who are also tri-sexual. They tend to be less inhibited, and very secure in who they are as men. And that is very appealing to me. When I first meet a man, I want to know the following: How often do you have sex, or like to have sex? Do you masturbate? If so, how often? Can I watch? Are you into sex toys? If so, what type? Ever been handcuffed or blindfolded? Whe...
Autorentext
Cairo is the author of more than twenty books, including The Pleasure Zone, Slippery When Wet, The Stud Palace, Kitty-Kitty, Bang-Bang, Daddy Long Stroke, The Man Handler, The Kat Trap, and the Deep Throat Diva series. His travels to Egypt inspired his pen name.
Klappentext
"The Man Handler" is a bold narrative that challenges beliefs and attitudes about men, women, and sex. A single, thirty-something woman demonstrates there may be a fine line between sexual liberation and addiction.
Zusammenfassung
An intimately raw, sexually explicit, voyeuristic glimpse into the life of a single, thirty-year-old woman with an overpowering love and passion for sexuality, and the ability to satisfy it without fear or regret.
Bianca Rivers makes no excuses for her highly charged libido as she shares her fantasies and explosive sexual encounters. Embracing her womanhood and indulging in her sexual desires without regret, Bianca satisfies her urges with any man willing to feed her insatiable appetite. But what will happen when one of the men decides that he wants to love her and be in a true relationship? Will Bianca be able to resist a man who fits her perfectly and is determined to take things to the next level?
The Man Handler is a bold narrative that challenges beliefs and attitudes about men, women, and sex, while posing questions about sexuality, sensuality, love, infidelity, and the potential consequences of risky sexual behaviors. Informative and entertaining, it forces readers to take an honest look at their own actions and choices.
Leseprobe
The Man Handler
Is it me, or is there something primitively erotic, sexually enticing, about the scent of lust and musk that lingers beneath a man’s balls and clings to every strand of his dick hairs? Mmmm. I want to rub my face all up in it, then inhale deeply, savoring the sweet, sweaty aroma. Mmmmmmmm. The smell causes my nipples to harden, my clit to swell and pop out from under its hood, and my pussy lips to part in anticipation… waiting, wanting, needing to be pierced by the hot spear of a dark, delicious man.
Oh, how I love the feel and the taste of a stiff, thick dick. Mmmm. I’m salivating thinking about all the nasty, freaky things I can do with one right now. Suck it, slurp it, lick it, kiss it… Mmmmmmm…gulp it down one inch at a time nice, slow, and very wet. Humph.
Umm, hold up. Before we go any further, let me officially introduce myself. My name is Bianca Rivers. And I love to fuck. Oh my God, if that didn’t sound like an introduction for an AA/NA meeting or something. Let me try again. Hello. My name is Bianca. I’m a thirty-year-old, five-foot-eight-inch, 125-pound, cocoa-brown beauty who is happily single with an insatiable sex drive and a penchant for being on the hunt for a stiff dick. It’s too bad I haven’t been successful at finding one man who can hold my interest longer than the time it takes for him to bust his nut. After the sex, I generally want nothing more to do with them until the next time I feel like riding down on their dicks. Stick and move. Stick and move. That’s what I typically like to do. No need for anything else. I have no time to catch feelings for anyone. And I definitely don’t want them catching any for me.
Now, just so we’re clear. I have no intentions of bashing men, or having a pity party. ’Cause I’ll be the first to tell you that I hate women who sit around like a bunch of hens, cackling and cawing about the woes of their lives, relentlessly complaining about their men, or men in general. So, no, I’m not going to spend my time dissing men. However, I will share my own personal experiences with them, and that will include the good, the bad and the ugly, as well as my thoughts, feelings, and views on women, which definitely won’t always be nice. So if anyone can’t handle that, then you might want to close up shop now and excuse yourself.
Anyway, I’m not in a relationship (by choice). No children and never been pregnant. I’ve never c…