CLUE IS VIKKI DARK?
THE nation’s hottest author Vikki Dark has given the biggest clue yet as to her r eal identity.
Britain has been lapping up her er otic fiction thanks to her best selling novel
– but even her biggest fans ar e still in the dark over who she really is.
She has taken the publishing world by storm and people have been sear ching desperately to identify her.
Now she has written an exclusive one-off story just for readers that is packed with clues about her identity.
So read on for a super steamy r ead that might help reveal the mystery.
THE motorway seared past the car in rapid proportions. Emily looked out on to the disappearing twilight catching sight of the black chunks of night collectively joining across the deep blue panorama.
Dex was intent in his disposition to drive it forward as much as he could within the legal framework of speeding limits.
He wore a black shirt, partially exposing his hairy chest. His physique was naturally very masculine and heavy around his shoulders.
She had always thought his testosterone levels were high as he was the type of man who liked too much sex – unashamedly thinking about wetting his seven-inch thick one at every conceivable opportunity.
He was brute-like in his personality, overbearing and overly assertive; traits she had secretly clung to – although what amazed her the most was the mixture of these strong instincts with a ability to turn utterly feminine at other times in his need to touch her body lightly and appreciate all the finer details that she put into her delicate, pretty appearance.
It was a shame things had come to this because of him – she felt like she couldn’t satisfy him alone and struggled to conjure spicy experiences for his insatiable appetite.
That said, there was no indication that he wasn’t happy f***ing her nice tidy pink wet pussy on tap, but she just wanted to keep it that way.
Ok, she loved him – you know, like madly. So when a woman realises that she has found ‘The One’ (and when I say ‘One’ I mean a guy who f***s you like a f***ing brute mixed with enough sensitivity to notice every gorgeous outfit you have ever wore) you don’t want to lose it, just in case another one like that doesn’t come along.
Emily’s idea was to swing. It was just last weekend when they had their first experience via a phone call from an Indonesian pilot who asked to meet with his girlfriend.
The pair of them were nice enough. When Emily arrived his eyes lit up. He was short, brown-skinned and bald with a young look to him.
As they were lead through the hallway on the white thick carpet, the girlfriend appeared, dressed like sexily, her dark hair the opposite of Emily’s honey tresses.
On sight of Dex she couldn’t hide her attraction to his potential capabilities – after all her guy was small in frame and not the type to throw you around the bedroom.
As Emily got her ample bare breasts felt as her mouth was wrapped around the pilot’s mediocre-sized very rock hard cock, she observed her sweetheart and the slut exchanging lengthy eye contact as she sucked him while wrapping her large tits around his length and balls.
Luckily, he came all over her face which meant she didn’t have to go through the painful experience of getting an eyeful of Dex’s ass cheeks pounding away at her easy pussy.
As the pilot came all over Emily’s peachy nipples, she swallowed the pain of watching him enjoy another.
At the risk of sounding psychotic, the day before this one was a day full of anger at him. She told him she didn’t love him any more and couldn’t feel the same again (much to his shock) so when the call came in tonight for a meeting in Dover for DP she accepted with vengeance.
She saw it in her tiny mind as a way of repairing her carved-up heart, giving her back some control. T wasn’t a problem convincing Dex to do it, as I think I said he just loved to f***. The motorway turned into slip roads which melted into residential areas that sat by a deep dark ocean. The destination was close.
She felt nervous admittedly as she had never done anything like this before. Dex was training her up for anal which she enjoyed greatly even though she was a little scared of getting hurt every time he pushed up there further.
A tall mousy-haired youngish guy answered the door to the white cottage that sat on the diagonally-situated
I“F*** him, you whore,” Dex shouted. She started to f*** him so Dex could see Tom’s massive piece sliding all the way up his lover’s pussy.
Dex’s hands appeared at either side of her as she was f***ing and ripped open her dress so her natural pale boobs hung naked for all to see.
As the heat of the fire hit her ass, she heard Dex unzip his fly. She knew what was coming.
The room swirled around her as Tom f***ed her deeply. Dex licked her ass before rubbing his cock on to it.
He thrust himself into it with greater energy than ever before. He was rock solid and he moaned as he forced himself deeper and deeper into her, shocking her ass into immediate submission. The feeling of two cocks up you is like nothing else. Emily f***ed on both erections like a good girl enjoying the sheer lust that they felt for her. Dex drove into her so deep it hurt. As he struck her ass more the feeling started.
Both of them groped at her tits and Tom f***ed that pussy to his heart’s content.
She felt the boys in all their manliness – as what could only be described as being completely full up with cock.
As it got stronger she thanked her lucky stars that she was the way she was or this monster of an orgasm would never have come.