Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 9925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
We both eat popcorn and some of the candy. Then she sets it aside, leaning in close and nuzzling her cheek against my shoulder.
"I love you, Ryan," she says. "This has been a fun day playing hooky."
"We all need that every once in a while, don't we?"
"Yes," she sighs. “And thanks for the new clothes. I feel so lucky.”
"Now don't get too comfortable," I whisper in her ear, "because I need to punish you for playing dirty back there, leaving the dressing room when you knew what I was planning on doing with you, to you."
"Really?" she says. "You're going to punish me for that?"
"Fuck yes, I am. Right now."
"How?" she asks. "How are you going to punish me here?"
The movie has begun, and I tell her that she needs to sit down on my lap. She looks over at me wide-eyed. "Really?"
"Yes," I say. "You feel my cock? You feel how hard it is?" I take her hand and grind it against my jeans. I’ve waited long enough, it’s time I teach my bratty little wife what it means to submit. She needs to be properly tamed.
CHAPTER 7
RACHEL
Ryan’s big, thick length is eager and ready. I tighten my pussy in response. Fuck, I want this man. I hear him unzip his jeans and when I look over, I see he’s pulled out his cock.
"What if someone comes in?" I ask.
"No one's going to come in. And if they do, I don't fucking care. Get over here, Rachel. Sit down where you belong."
I find myself standing, doing exactly as he asks. It's not really awkward, because I'm wearing this dress, and the thong is easily pushed aside.
He runs his hands between my legs as I sit down in his lap. He wraps one hand around my waist to my belly. The other hand he uses to ease his cock inside of me.
I spread my legs over his, letting myself sink down onto his cock. He's holding onto my ass, his hands on my back, running through my hair. I press my hands to his kneecaps.
"Are you okay?" I ask. "Are you comfortable?"
"Fuck, I'm more than comfortable," he says. "Now start riding me. Like the good girl you are."
I know I'm going to make too much noise, but I don't fucking care. He's right. No one is here. It is pitch dark. I'm covered from the head down. No one is going to notice that I'm fucking my husband.
I begin to bounce, grinding my ass against his lap as his cock sinks deeper into my pussy. I'm wet and horny and he knows it.
He reaches a hand around and pinches my nipples. I eke out a whimper of pleasure, and he squeezes my nipple even harder. "There you go, girl. There you go. You know you want it."
He's right, I do. I fucking need this more than anything. "Oh, God," I moan. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck."
The movie is loud. It's an action film, which makes me less nervous. The sound of the film blocks out my noise, as I am taken by my husband in plain sight. This is better than the Ferris wheel. This is better than the dressing room. This is fucking incredible.
His cock is so big and thick, and I ride him so nice and deep. It's pounding me the way I need, and I feel him thrust up deeper inside of me. I let out a moan, soft and low, but it's still there. That deep need to come for my man.
He presses a hand on my lip. "Be quiet, girl," he says, holding my hips, his fingers digging into my skin, turning me on even more. "There you go. Fuck me, fuck."
It’s hard to not lose myself in this pleasure. I let go completely, not caring what happens next, my pussy getting pounded as Ryan drives his cock up into my cunt until I’m literally biting my knuckles to hold in my moans.
He’s so hard and so big, and my pussy gets stretched so nice and good when he fucks me. I can feel he is close, and I ride faster, wanting his thick seed to fill me up.
He comes hard in my cunt, and I stay perfectly still as the orgasm washes over me. I clench my body nice and tight, holding onto it, not wanting to make a scene. At least not a bigger one than we already are, finished and full.
I climb off of him, pressing my pussy tight. "Oh, my God," I whimper as I crawl back into my seat. "Ryan," I say. “That was… incredible.”
He looks over at me as he pushes his cock back in his jeans. "Fuck, your pussy's so tight," he says. “I fucking love that I own that pretty little cunt.”
His words send a rush of devotion through me. "Maybe we made a baby," I tell him.