Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
She takes a deep breath, her eyes closing for a count of three. When they open, she is looking directly into the camera, her teeth clamping down on her bottom lip.
Her hands move from the edges of the robe, migrating up to her shoulder, where she pushes the fabric off, revealing some skin. She continues pulling the robe down, her breathing picking up as more and more of her body is revealed.
Soon, she lets go of the satin, and it falls to the ground, the robe pooling around her feet. Her shoulders go up, pulling on the straps of her bra. She got a little dressed up for the occasion, her bra and panties set a matching one in black lace. I definitely appreciate the effort she’s put forth.
“Do you want me to be completely naked?” she whispers.
“That’s up to you,” I reply. I’d definitely prefer her fully in the nude, but I want Tammy to do what comes naturally to her. This video is going to be my end-all, be-all.
Tammy continues taking her clothes off, undoing her bra and pulling off her underwear. My boner is starting to strain against my pants. I’m not wearing the stiff suit pants that comprise my daily outfit, but these joggers are still a little too tight for how turned on this girl has me.
I watch as Tammy crawls onto the bed. She lies down, her body facing me and the camera. Her head rests comfortably on the pillow, her cheek pressing into the top of it. She lets her leg fall off the side of the bed, opening up her pussy for me to see.
I can see the shaky breaths she takes, evident in the tremor of her breasts. Two of her fingers pass her lips, her tongue darting out to wet the tips. She slides her hand down her body, over the curves of her tits, and down the planes of her stomach until she reaches the apex of her center. She passes the light smattering of hair on her mound before reaching the very folds that I’ve been dying to dig my face in.
Before this started, I had assumed that getting another tape would be enough for me, but after being here and seeing her, I’m starting to feel my resolve slip. I’m starting to see what I really want.
I want to bury myself deep inside of her.
Tammy’s eyes had fluttered closed when this all began, but suddenly, at the very moment of my realization, she opens them, zeroing in on me. Her eyes bore directly into mine as her fingers break past her folds, sinking into her pink pussy. Her lids go half-mast, but Tammy maintains eye contact.
Her back arches as a soft moan escapes her lips. I adjust myself, feeling extreme discomfort. Jesus Christ. I didn’t think this was going to be so difficult. Does Tammy even know how fucking delectable she looks, sprawled out on that bed? Fucking herself with her fingers?
Her eyes fully close as she gets more and more into it. I run my fingers through my hair, digging them into my scalp in an attempt to hold on to the last shreds of my restraint. Tammy didn’t sign on to get fucked by me. She agreed to make me one more dirty video and then I’d have to leave her alone.
But dear God, that is not what I want.
“Oh, fuck it,” I mumble to myself. I move from behind the camera and approach the bed, not making any attempt to hide the sound of my feet getting closer and closer. Tammy’s eyes snap open, and she sits up on the bed, pushing herself to the far corner. She grabs for some of the covers, doing her best to hide her exposed skin.
“What are you doing?” Her eyes dart back and forth.
“I don’t know… I thought,” I start but trail off. I’m usually a lot better with words, but I’m tripping all over my tongue right now. I realize that I’ve never before worried about a woman rejecting me, but Tammy easily could. I would never pressure her to sleep with me; everything she does will be 100% of her own volition, which leaves me in this weird state.
She looks down before looking back up at me from under her eyelashes. Her grip loosens on the covers, and they fall from her, revealing her body to me again. She scoots over to me, stopping once her body is right in front of mine. I watch as her hands go to the hem of my pants, pulling at the tie before pushing them down my legs.
Her fingers slip under my boxers next, slowly peeling them off. My dick pops free, the relief over having the space to breathe instant, but the strain from my very strong erection still apparent.