Poor Melanie. Her boyfriend spends more time masturbating while surfing XXX porn sites than making love to her. Didn’t Junie have that same problem with Michael? She sure did—and fixed it with an acrylic cage and his chastity pledge. Taking Junie’s advice, she gives an ultimatum.

Alas, the BF splits, leaving Melanie desperate for relief. Hey, isn’t Michael available? He sure is (and he’s been caged for a year), but Junie has her price: Melanie. Book 3 of Junie Makes Michael. [MF, FF, explicit erotica, male chastity, first-time lesbian, BDSM, oral sex, cunnilingus, anal sex]

E-Read Erotica Reviews: A strong recommend for this one. It captures the submissive husband fantasy perfectly, and it ends with a scorching lesbian scene that is the hottest one I have read all year. This is a kinky, unpredictable, wild tale of husband-wife submission and the ‘other woman’ coming into this strange world and the entire affair getting stranger yet. It is very well written, and moves along at a perfectly snappy pace towards a blistering ending. Very well done, and one of my favorite selections this year.

Excerpt:

“You look stunning,” Melanie said as Junie presented her back for unzipping. She marveled at Junie’s smooth and blemish-free skin. Melanie couldn’t wait to dig her own nails into Junie’s soft, white skin, and see what kinds of marks she could leave. In a moment, the dress was a silk puddle on the carpet. All that remained on her delicate skin was a pair of white lace panties. Melanie marveled at Junie’s bralessness and the freedom her small, delicate breasts afforded.

Junie got on the king bed and crawled toward Melanie on all fours. She gently pushed Melanie on her back. “Stay where you are.” Reaching down for her large purse, she pulled out a deep blue scarf. “I can’t resist,” she said as she tightened the scarf around Melanie’s wrists and secured her to the bedpost. Junie’s eyes were glued to Melanie’s jiggling breasts as she tied her to the bed.

She leaned in and kissed Melanie. Rolling on her back, she peeled off her panties. Junie was now nude. Pulling herself next to Melanie, she stroked her nipples through the lace of the teddy. “One little nipple is erect,” she said, then moved to the other. “Wake up, little nipple. Come outside and play.”

Melanie arched her back in a futile effort to free her nipples so that Junie could take them in her mouth. She craved the sensation of outside air on her breasts. She wanted to see Junie take each one in her mouth and nibble and suck.

Reading her mind, Junie ran a finger around the top of the teddy and nudged the cups down, freeing first one, and then the other breast from the confines of the lingerie.

“Oh, yeah,” she sighed as she took Melanie’s right breast—the more erogenous one, judging from the response—in her mouth and swirled her tongue. “I’ve been longing to do this.”

Melanie’s bikini was soaked. She could feel the wetness between her legs as Junie moved to her other breast and began nibbling. She was ready to beg Junie to undo her garters and remove her panties. That’s when the other woman began moving down her abdomen, trailing a line of kisses from her breasts as she pushed the teddy out of the way.

“God, Junie,” she pleaded. “Untie me and get this thing off.”

Smiling, Junie released the scarf. She took Melanie’s hands and pulled her up to a sitting position.

“Stand up. Let’s get you nude.”

Melanie reached back and unzipped the teddy. Shaking it off to the floor, she pulled the panties down past her knees and stepped out of them. She peeled off the stockings and threw them across a chair.

Melanie liked long sessions of foreplay, not that her now-departed boyfriend often complied. And, anticipating this afternoon of forbidden love, she had envisioned a long, languid session of play with Junie.

But, here she was less than a half-hour into their session, and her nerves were bunched together and screaming for release. Standing by the bed, her lingerie piled on the floor, she pulled Junie to her and kissed her full on the mouth. At the same time, her hand found Junie’s pussy.

Junie was wet, probably as soaked as she was. Junie lurched in her arms as Melanie spread the other woman’s labia, her finger probing for her clit.

She found it. The nub was tiny and hard. Junie sagged in her arms and mewed as Melanie tortured her with a forefinger. “Did you think you were going to fuck me first?” she whispered in Junie’s ear. “Am I upsetting your plan?”

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