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The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly
The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly
The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly
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The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly

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Fantasy Fulfilled and Kelly's Degradation combined in a single bargain edition. The story of ebony wife Kelly as she explores her sexuality, first with a little exhibitionism and teasing, until she finally admits that the name Nymphomaniac probably describes her well... she is just one of those girls who can't ever get enough! Both stories have been previously published individually.

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Release dateMay 14, 2018
The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly
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Beth Kean

Author of bestselling romance and erotica short stories.

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    The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly - Beth Kean

    The Naughty Adventures of Kinky Kelly

    Interracial Kink and Lust, featuring the Short Stories:

    Fantasy Fulfilled

    and

    Kelly's Degradation

    Beth Kean

    Copyright

    Layout Copyright © 2018 by PMO Publishing. Published 2018 by PMO Publishing. Ebook design by PMO Publishing. Cover art by PMO Publishing. Contact: pmopublishing@gmail.com

    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the authors permission.

    Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. The first part of this story, Fantasy Fulfilled is derived from, and is an explicit elaboration of, Peninah's Passion written by Andy Lang, and is used in this context with the full agreement and authority of the original author.

    Chapter 1

    The little Spanish village looked beautiful in the distance and the sinking sun made the whitewashed houses shine golden in the early evening, set on a hill of granite it looked as though the houses had been poured on, like white icing flowing down the sides of a rocky cake.

    Read the directions again baby. Jack didn't want to miss a turning, There he was, her husband of the previous six years, solid, dependable, generous and a prude.

    It sounds easy, Kelly replied, Take the first right turn that's marked Setenil, follow the road and look for a bar called Raul's.

    Jack remembered his phone conversation with the owner of the house they were renting for the coming week, Yeah, Ron said we couldn't miss it. and within two minutes of turning off the main highway they had found the bar, and were searching for a parking space.

    Jack, this place is so beautiful.

    Kelly was enchanted by the quaint whitewashed houses, he had to admit, the village wouldn't have looked out of place on an old chocolate box.

    Entering the key holder Raul's bar was like entering another world, Jack had been expecting the normal Spanish décor, what met him was ultra-modern, neon signs and colour coded furniture carrying the bar's corporate logo, they both stood and stared for a moment shocked by hi-tech.

    Oh I like this place. announced Kelly, striding to the impossibly long granite topped bar. As if by magic a decidedly well endowed and friendly uniformed girl appeared. Kelly whispered, Look, even their uniforms match the furniture.

    Jack searched his minute lexicon of Spanish words but could not think of anything applicable, and struggling to keep his attention focussed on her face, simply smiled and said.

    Raul?

    "Mi padre, espera." she replied and disappeared as quickly as she had arrived, moments later they were greeted by a thin man in his early sixties, an unremarkable man except for the large gold crucifix hanging around his neck and an ill-fitting navy blue cardigan that seemed so alien in such trendy surroundings, in his hand he clutched a large bunch of keys.

    "El Cortijo de Ronaldo Ingles, si?"

    Jack smiled and nodded, Ronaldo Ingles, English Ron.

    "Momento." Raul pointed to an empty table and indicated they should sit before heading towards a group of youngsters enjoying coffee and tapas, he returned with a young man in tow.

    I am Raul. he announced in perfect English.

    Another Raul? remarked Kelly.

    Smiling he replied, Yes, it is a common name here. I understand that you are guests of Señor Ronaldo? Señor Raul has asked me to guide you to the Cortijo, it is difficult to find in the dark, he also invites you to take a drink while you wait, I will not be long.

    Jack turned to Raul senior and nodded his acceptance.

    They had rented the house because Jack was negotiating a large land deal in the area, it was their first time away from the Spanish Costas, usually being content to stick to their familiar ex-pat haunts, reluctant to mix with the locals, now they found themselves miles from the sea and slightly out of their depth.

    With perfect timing Raul Jnr. was ready as they finished their beers.

    We can go now if you are ready? he announced, Thanking the bar owner again Jack attempted to get his bill.

    No, no, Señor Raul invited you, you do not pay. thanking him again they followed junior to the car park. Lowering himself into a low slung and sporty looking saloon he indicated that they should follow.

    It was almost dark as they arrived at a set of imposing wrought iron gates, the journey to Ron's villa had been more like a safari following tracks that reminded Jack of a rabbit warren.

    Well, I will be damned if anyone could disturb us down here. he laughed. Raul swung open the gates and they followed him down a long gravel drive, in the near distance a dark imposing shape loomed against the twilight, Kelly was awed.

    Wow, is your friend royalty, this place looks like a castle.

    Jack laughed, Almost, he's a distant cousin I think, but he doesn't talk about it much. Their guide sorted a bunch of keys in front of his headlights before opening the door of a small outbuilding, with the flick of a switch the grounds were flooded with light.

    It is a nice house? he had obviously guided visitors before and was accustomed to the reaction the Cortijo elicited.

    "It is a castle." was all Kelly could say.

    Not a castle, this is a Cortijo, it is a traditional Spanish country house, it is built around a central courtyard, come, let me show you inside.

    Ron had spent an enormous sum to have the building renovated to its original grandeur including antique Spanish oak beams and a functional well in the courtyard. Raul gave them a whirlwind tour, obviously keen to return to his friends, Jack thanked him profusely and promised to buy drinks the following evening. Wandering through the huge house they found the kitchen and quickly prepared salad and cold meats, armed with their food plus beers, whisky and ice from the cooler they had carried they ate at a large granite table in the central courtyard, al fresco under the stars.

    Oh Jack, I love this place, I feel like a queen she sighed contentedly.

    You are my queen, he replied, his eyes half closed, breathing in the fresh air, savouring the scent of rosemary growing wild around the house. He felt her lips on his, he pulled her into him and kissed her deeply, sliding his hand inside her tee shirt he felt the familiar awakening of her nipples.

    Really? she groaned, Outside?

    He smiled, Oh yeah baby, why not, it's private here, no one can see us.

    Moments later she lay naked on the stone table moaning with ecstasy as he rhythmically entered her. Never before had she made love outdoors and the sensation of the air movement heightened her awareness, the night sounds were so close, she imagined she heard a door opening, although she knew they were completely alone she still felt an element of risk, she felt almost ashamed when she realised she found the risk was incredibly arousing and erotic.

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