Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Finally, the six inch heels. I step into them, and then look in the mirror once more. Oh yes. This does the trick. The heels lengthen and elongate my legs, forcing my bust forward and my butt in. I immediately have better posture, and my bosom looks even bigger than before, if that’s possible. They jiggle and bounce lightly as I stride experimentally before the mirror.
At that moment, the snick of the front door sounds, and I know that Carver’s back. I hear the door close, and then that’s when I make my appearance.
Peeking my head out of my room, I giggle as we make eye contact across the common space.
“Hi,” is my breathy coo. “How are you? How was your day?”
Carver looks insanely handsome in khaki shorts and a white t-shirt which highlights his athletic physique. His skin is tan, and those blue eyes seem even bluer today, completing the white flash of his teeth.
“I’m good,” he says. “Why are you hiding?”
I can already sense the interest in his eyes and my cheeks go hot.
“Well, I know we don’t know each other very well,” I say, still shielding myself behind the door, “but I figure you’re paying me, so we should get to know one another.”
He nods, those blue eyes intense.
“You’re right, Ava,” he growls. “I’d love to get to know you. Now come out from behind that door and show yourself to Daddy.”
That’s my cue. With a giggle, I teeter out into the living room and to my delight, Carver’s eyes flash a brilliant blue before going almost black.
“Fuuuuck,” he groans. “What the hell?”
“What the hell?” I echo teasingly while spinning around in the living room. “What do you think? You’re the one who provided this outfit. Everything I own is a t-shirt and shorts. I have nothing like this in my real life.”
Carver’s breathing hard, his eyes on fire. In fact, I look down and giggle again because his huge cock is making an imprint on his shorts. Oh my god, it’s so enormous that the snake is rising, lifting, and beginning to wrap around his hip it’s so big.
“Do you like what you see?” I ask, raising both hands to fluff my hair playfully. The gesture makes my breasts bobble and I can almost see Carver jerk in his shorts.
“I like it,” he whispers harshly. “Now come here, baby girl, because Daddy wants a taste.”
He sits on a nearby chair, and immediately, I’m pulled into his arms, sighing as he yanks off a pasty before latching onto my nipple with his mouth.
“Ohhhh,” I breathe, my eyes closing as I lean my head back. “That feels so good.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” Carver growls against my skin. “You feel so good, sweetheart.”
Hot tingles run straight from my nipple to my cunt and I begin to pulse wildly down there. Reading my mind, Carver slips a big hand down and begins to stroke me through the thin fabric.
“Fuuuck,” he rasps, lifting his hand for a look. “You’re drenched sweetheart.”
My eyes open a bit and I see he’s right. The pink fabric is now a deep purple from my fluids and I mewl a bit, surprised. I’m a responsive girl, but in the arms of this man, I’ve become a whole new woman.
“But I like it,” he whispers in my ear while his hand slowly pulls my pink panties to one side, revealing the steamy folds within. “You’re such a slut, sweetheart. Finding you like that, on your hands and knees with that dildo buried inside? I knew you were the right girl immediately.”
I gasp, throwing my head back as he rubs up and down my slit before giving my clit a pinch. Oh! Hot tingles shoot through my pussy and I gush again as my breasts bobble, the nips hard and aching.
But instead of going to town on me, instead, Carver shifts to unbutton his shorts and then it happens. That huge cock pops out, hard and unrelenting against my bottom. I gush again, and this time the juice drips down my thighs until it coats his balls.
“Fuck, I knew you were meant for this,” he rasps, while turning me around so that now I’m facing him. I’m completely nude in his lap, my legs spread with my pussy squished against his hard shaft. He jiggles me around some so that my lips are spread on either side of his rod and soon I’m doing a languorous camel toe ride on that huge length.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he breathes as we both watch my twat slide up and down his man meat horizontally, coating him in my fluids. “Yes. By the way, I wanted to ask you something.”
My eyes fly open. What? Why now?
“Carver,” I pant. “I don’t think this is a good time,” I manage to say as I drag my clit along his length once more. Oooh, it feels so good! I’m leaving tracks of female nectar on his cock and I can feel him jerking and quivering beneath me from excitement.