No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather...bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the. I was unable to resist as they fucked me, standing there, blindfolded, my hands secured above my head as I was double stuffed. As the brutality of their fuck began to ease and the pain of being stretched so open in both holes began to dissipate, I felt myself buffeted between the two men, beginning to enjoy the fuck and begging for them to fuck me harder. ‘Shut the fuck up, Slut,’ hissed Master, ‘ and let them fuck you.’ I gasped at the harshness of his words and felt both cocks, rammed deep. She was stretched out on a lounge chair catching some sun. She smiled as I sat down at the umbrella covered table in front of her chair. What I saw was incredible! Her well oiled body was covered by her new, and I found out later VERY expensive , bathing suit which consisted of two 2x2 inch squares connected by a fine string for her nipples and a 4 inch square thong that covered, or tried to, her cunt. She was arousing!! and more importantly, she knew it. She asked if I liked it to which I. She was in my class in college. And she was hot. She stood 5'7 withoutheels, had long, straight blonde hair and large blue eyes that couldmelt any heart. And me, well, I've kinda always been good-looking too,not in a hunky, beefy way. I was slim, had sharp features and wore myhair long. Yup, I was a pretty boy. To cut a long story short, me andShania started dating in college and tied the knot a year aftergraduation.Now, every relationship needs to have a balance to succeed and we hitthat level.