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 Neale Sourna's Hobble a Few XXX Excerpts

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 [A Dark, Passionate, Disturbing Tale of Exhilirating Sensuality.]

Please check out the latest review of HOBBLE at YBFree.com, "a dark, strange, and pyschologically violent novel that delved deep into how sex can be used as a vile weapon of manipulation and oppression. HOBBLE had many of the ingredients one expects from a good novel; theme, plot, likeable characters, and characters one just loves to hate. Literally every other sentence in the book is filled with some extremely graphic sexual acts. The characters in this story have sex about 75 percent of the book."

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Neale Sourna’s HOBBLE [An Adult Fiction]

        She didn't hesitate and seductively crawled over my feet and legs, only pausing to stroke and kiss them, my thighs, my balls ... all of me was aching for her, as she then rubbed my penis along her throat and against her breasts, with her eyes always on mine. She deeply kissed my mouth, and made certain my eyes were still fixed on her, before slowly removing the dress, so I could see all of her, then she sunk me deep into her, completely swallowing me, taking me.

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        Day was sitting on my windowsill. I'd started by tickling then kissing her toes and the soles of her feet, then kissing her ankle wounds, which were healing admirably under my ministrations. Then, I'd worked my way up and up, and was pleasing her and myself; first, by dining on her cunt-there's a good reason we associate women with fruit, and other tasty things. I love Day's juice and how the more she wants me, the more her slightly changing, salty liquor, hotly flows, as her flesh heats and plumps in answer to my licks and kisses.

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        I grabbed hold of her and Day struggled uselessly, as I pushed her to the futon, roughly held her down...and forced her. I'd never done such a thing in my life. That's not quite true; yet, here I was ripping at the soft fabric of her dress, restraining my lover face down—.

        Which is exactly what she'd repeatedly asked of me.

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        She also "wanted to wait" before "losing" her "virginity," so I couldn't touch her vagina with anything longer or thicker than two of my fingers. Where she came up with that rationale, that particular number of fingers and length, et cetera, I never could find out. And, how she truly got any enjoyment out of being only violently assfucked ... other than it was also a forbidden, shameful thing; yet less so, in her mind, than the whole world-destroying VIRGIN burden...?

        I read a comment once, which had a fantastically bright point. That in The Bible it was never stated just exactly what the Sodomites and the Gomorrahans did that was the last straw that was soooo bad that they had to be entirely obliterated off the face of the earth. Nothing was ever mentioned about buttfucking. I also saw a statistic somewhere that said most sodomites, in various countries, including this one, weren't homosexuals but heterosexuals, who put a very high premium on a woman's lack of vaginal sex.

        Myself, I've never really gotten off, all that much, on ... on being with someone, who didn't overtly, completely want to be mine. I don't know what I was thinking when I engaged myself to her. No, I do. I was caught up in all the "shoulds"-what I should have, who I should have ... and, not what or who I actually needed ... or truly wanted. But....

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        Day tried to stop the playback but I snarled "no" and she knew better than to argue. She tried squirming away from me; but, I held tightly onto her, as I watched her and Stephanie ... together. Mouths, fingers, strap on dildos, double dildos and vibrators ... you name it — all my sister's favorite playthings ... including what ... who's mine. Something snapped in me, maybe it was seeing my sister, flushed with arousal and fucking in general, let alone seeing with my eyes exactly what she did with another woman ... especially my woman; even though I already knew from our many conversations; but — "seeing is different."

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        She kissed and licked and nipped at my bared stomach, unbuttoning my pants to hungrily explore me down to the pubic line, as, through my pants, she petted me, molded me ... forced me far from my initial, aloof anger and to a lusting hardness.

        "Pull out your cock for me."

        My gut and balls yearned after the possibility she'd now aroused in my mind let alone the true physical ache her successful mouth and hand techniques were generating in me, as I glanced over the beach in harsh daylight, stretching wide and empty to either side of us. I glanced back through the window behind me and couldn't see anyone inside, only the reflection of myself and her and the world.

        "Not out here, Day."

        She smiled, wickedly. Wickedly, is the only way to describe how she smiled at me.

        "Day."

        I'm afraid it came out more as a faintly restrained plea than warning, especially after she unbuttoned her tightly bodiced dress, to the point of her breasts cascading out, which helped her petition to me a great deal.

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        It was little effort to pull my eager, thickly stiffening cock forth for her, the sensitive head of which she took immediately into her mouth, sucking off what was left of my "predew", that hadn't smeared inside my trousers. Her mouth was hot and exactly what I wanted, her grip on my shaft ... firm and commanding. I barely cared that Steve was in sight and getting nearer, and would doubtlessly stop again at our stair....

        He saw Day's curl topped, dark head between my thighs, with a good substantial bit of my length rammed down her throat. He made some kind of noise, and she glanced around without letting go of me before pulling up and off me so he could see all, as she licked me, kissed me, reswallowed me, to the beneficial pleasure of both him and me — teasing him, pleasing me.

        She paused a moment, as if she'd heard or seen something then released the throttle control her hand had held on the base of my exposed shaft, so that I could pump up and fuck her throat deeply. Day's nearly spoiled me with it. On second thought, she has ... completely spoiled me, perhaps even to the exclusion of anyone else.

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        I held her down on the oak tabletop and fucked hard into her the whole time she coaxed and swore vilely at me ... squirming and struggling enthusiastically and fucking me back more and more furiously. We were all fury and passion ... uncivilized.

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        The scents and heat of lovemaking kept us connected and the feel of her was still with me, not to mention her cunt was open before me, calling me by sight, by nostrils, and cock. She leisurely rubbed her toes, soles, and heels against my penis and balls, getting me up again, before she resituated her pelvis and opened her thighs wider, looked at me and opened her cream soaked pubes and labia with her fingers.

        "Want more ... of me?" As if I'd still had the power of speech. I also wondered who was the true sex slave here. Was this all a fiction?

        She evidently tightened her interior vaginal muscles and I watched her juices and my semen stream from her and down between her asscheeks. I slid my fingers into her hole, as she pulled up her knees high and flexed open the puckered, wet lips of her anus, then looked again at me, her meaning obvious, as she handed me the salad oil from the table rack. I was very glad he was out cold for the night. As I did what I was bid. As I wanted to do with her this time. As I rimmed and tongue fucked her tart bunghole, oiled her, then cockfucked the wanton slut's beautiful ass, without fear that I'd hurt her.

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        He was touching her between her legs and feeling, smelling the wet changes I wrought in her, the changes he desired.

        I reached around her and checked his pulse again from under his chin, and again he uncharacteristically didn’t protest. I removed my shirt from her, leaving her naked before his starving eyes, before I ripped off a sleeve and playfully tied it over her eyes. I laid her down beside him and aroused her head to toe, before spooning against her backside and putting her head again to his gray crotch, as I entered her and she felt his cock against her lips.

        “It’s all right. Take it, baby, I have two cocks and I need to be inside you front and back.” 

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The YBFree.com review of HOBBLE:

"A dark, strange, and pyschologically violent novel that delved deep into how sex can be used as a vile weapon of manipulation and oppression. HOBBLE had many of the ingredients one expects from a good novel; theme, plot, likeable characters, and characters one just loves to hate. Literally every other sentence in the book is filled with some extremely graphic sexual acts. The characters in this story have sex about 75 percent of the book."

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M/F, F/F, cunnilingus, exhibition, fellatio/blowjob, voyeur, handjob, foot, anal, threeway/3 way/MFM, coerced, interracial, incest-F/D, multiracial, teen, exhibition, masturbation, dp/double penetration 

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        Half Native American medical professional BENNET GILLESPIE'S "off track" life dangerously spirals, as his compulsive and sexual, love entanglement with DAY, a "knife-happy" African American "innocent", and her overbearing, elderly British "guardian/stepfather" threatens to cost Benn more than his life.

        Is Benn falling in love or is he just "having the hottest sex" he's ever had with the luscious, hot young cripple with the childlike and homicidal mind?

        Will Benn take her away, before her stepfather, who's sexin' his stepdaughter, keeping her as his sex slave, sends her back to lockdown, far from Benn?

        Or before the girl takes matters into her own hands, and kills, again?

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 Benn: "Sex with Day is fun, exciting, and risky. It's not just her and me. She has another lover, too, her stepfather, who hates me, but needs me, because beautiful Day needs me; and does what I say. I can go anywhere, have anyone, but still this childlike woman holds me here."


Day: "I need Benn, and I love Benn. I'll tell the world and show the world I want him, and that makes him want me more; my open, shameless, prideless need and desire for him. He's a player and I know it, but that's exactly what I need, to get away. From him, from Hoppy."

Hopkins: "The boy thinks he can take her away, but he can't, she's my property, and if he tries, I'll sic the law on him. But, curse him, he must remain, I must keep him here, with us, to let her seduce him, over and over again, and drive him mad, until he burns like a sinner on fire in Hell, just like me; because this foul triangle of sex and madness and wrong hopes, secures her more to me, than anything I ever did to her before, and certainly more than if he were gone."

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Award-winning Neale Sourna's HOBBLE!

        Yippee and huzzah!!  My baby, HOBBLE [An Adult Novel], won the award:  

BEST  OF  YEAR  IN  ROMANTIC  EROTICA,  ROMANTIC  NOVELS.

        What a surprise!  Thank you so much. The award certificate looks "mahhhvelous," don't you think?  Thank you, Dolores Thornton; thank you, BlackRefer.com, for this sehr tres cool honor.

—Neale 

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Critics' Reviews!

 "Dipping into several genres from erotica to mystery, even sprinkling a little comedy into the mix, Sourne created a story like no other. This ... tale had me shaking my head in astonishment and I can honestly say I never read anything like Hobble before.

        Sourne wrote a novel with such a large supply of twist and turns it'll have you dropping your mouth in shock. But be forewarned, Hobble has a crazy mix of characters.... Some of the sex scenes had me (a person who loves erotica) squirming.

        Although the book is racy, it was an interesting read and should be picked up by anyone who enjoys reading something different from the norm."

—Joy Farringdon, Nubian Sistas Review

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"Hobble is a story of lust and obsessive sex ... I was so moved ... I went back to my (Franklin) dictionary ... hobble means to limp along ... to impede ... to tie-up, shackle or leash ... all of [which] were used in this steamy story, of sex, incest and betrayal!"

—Delores Thornton, www.BlackRefer.com Reviews

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