Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 74766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
She was still warm and slick inside from the last load he’d dumped inside her just a few short hours ago, which made a nice soft cushion for his cock, which was usually extra hard in the morning. Riley would be the first to admit how amazed he was that at his age and after having been married for so long, that he had this level of lust for her.
Not since his teens and college days has he been this horny for a woman, and he’d been plenty horny for his now-deceased wife. He felt just a little bit of guilt for feeling like this, but the way Celia made him feel it was as if he’d only been playing at being in love before. No matter what his ex had done, they’d been together for a while, and he’d believe himself in love with her and had, in fact, been in love with her.
But when he was inside Celia like this, the thoughts and emotions he felt, the things she drew out of him, were stronger than anything else he’d ever experienced before. So lost and caught up in his head and thoughts was he that he didn’t realize he was squeezing her too tight, or that he was battering her pussy mercilessly with his cock as the emotions ran amok inside him.
Celia was about to protest, to ask what had gotten into him when she found her face being mushed into the pillow beneath her while his much bigger body pressed her into the mattress. But then his dick went in on an angle and found her spot, and the words came out as a scream of pleasure while her pussy gushed and leaked all over his cock.
Riley, who’d been lost in his thoughts, realized what he was doing, but instead of pulling back, he went with it, fucking into her belly deep. Going with the momentum, he rolled her completely onto her stomach beneath him, placed an arm under her hips to lift her, thereby raising her ass higher in the air, making it easier for his cock to bore into her sweet spot from behind, which he did over and over again until his woman screamed herself raw.
By the time he rolled off of her half an hour later, Celia was a limp mess who could barely lift her head while Riley laid beside her, running his hand up and down her firm ass cheek while fighting hard to catch his breath, almost as if he couldn’t not touch her. Little aftershocks had Celia rubbing her thighs together and pressing her crotch into the bed to help ease the ache, but all that did was inflame her clit more.
Riley, seeing what was going on, looked down at his still hard dick and decided to put it to good use. This time he lifted her and pulled her into position over him, straddling his hips until he brought her down on his cock, burying himself to the hilt inside her. “Ride me!” Celia didn’t need an invitation.
She’d been ready to get out of bed and get the workday started, but now as she moved up and down on his cock with his fingers digging into her ass almost painfully as he helped her ride him, work was the furthest thing from her mind. The only sounds in the room apart from Riley’s grunts and Celia’s yelps of pleasure each time Riley slammed her down hard on his cock, were the slapping sounds their flesh made when they came together.
Riley watched and enjoyed the way she bounced around on top of him like a ragdoll. Even though he was the one controlling her movements with his hands on her hips, she was really the one in control, the one who held him mesmerized, spellbound. As the early rays of the dawning sun crept through the curtains bathing her in its early light, her beauty was like a rare pearl, and it pierced his heart down to his very soul.
As if sensing what was going on inside him, Celia chose that moment to look into his eyes, and it was too much for him. With a wild cry, Riley clutched her to him, pulling her down to his chest and holding her close while he shot off inside her again. Triggered by his reaction Celia soon followed him in coital bliss until they were both writhing against each other as if trying to draw out the final throes of their lust together.
Celia felt light and bubbly as she made it to the station a few hours later. She felt whole, complete, for the first time in years. In fact, she’d venture to say that she’d never felt quite this level of excitement and joy in her life before. She doubts she even knew it existed or could even be possible as cynical as she is. But wanting to pinch herself to be sure that she was awake was all the proof she needed.