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)
Brett chortles from the viewing station below.
“I guess it’s a tie,” he grunts. “Who knew that two of my brothers, who are both ten inches, would find two women who could take them? It’s a miracle.”
But then Evan withdraws, his pole gleaming and slick with Amelia’s juices. My friend tosses her head and moans, still hungry for her man. But Evan smirks and speaks.
“I don’t believe in ties,” he says. “In fact, I propose a tiebreaker. Back door. Ten inches. Are you game, Temple?”
Carver starts, looks at me, and then looks at Evan and nods. Meanwhile, I’m filled with apprehension. Ten inches the back way? Does that mean what I think it means? My heart races as I realize what’s coming next.
10
Carver
Oh shit, it’s really happening. Evan and I tied for ten inches the front way, so now a back-door tie breaker has been proposed. What the hell? What in the world is going on?
I’m nervous because Ava and I have never done backdoor. Yes, I’ve trained her some by stroking her pleats and even inserting my finger down there while she’s coming, but I’ve never put my monster into her the backdoor way. It’s not that I didn’t want to; it’s just that the time hadn’t come yet.
But now, the moment has come. Evan and Amelia have challenged us to backdoor pleasure and I nod because I want to win but also because I believe in my girl. Ava has been amazing in every respect, and I know she’ll be able to handle it.
I turn to my buddy, who’s smirking at me like a boy caught with his hand in the candy jar.
“We’ll do back door,” I say smoothly. “But how do I know you haven’t prepped your girl already? Ava and I here,” I say, gesturing to my beautiful girl, “have never done anal so this is going to be new.”
Evan just smirks again.
“Tell ‘em, honey,” he directs Amelia. She trembles but smiles, her eyes bright.
“We’ve never done backdoor either,” she says musically. “I’ve begged Evan again and again, but he’s always said no because you know … well, I was a virgin when I first came to Maruba, and it’s too much too soon.”
I roll my eyes because I know Evan’s been hitting it hard with no compunction, virgin or not. Evidently, he senses my suspicions because he raises a hand and speaks in a generous tone.
“Tell you what. Amelia and I will go first, how about that? You and Ava have been starting us off, so with us going first, you’ll see just how hard it is. You’ll see that my girl definitely hasn’t been practicing.”
I look at him with disbelief.
“Are you kidding me? That tells me nothing. You could fake having trouble. Come on. Do you think I’m an idiot?”
Evan’s just about to say something rude in reply, but then Ava seizes my hand and whispers in my ear.
“Carver, I don’t think they’ve done the way back yet,” she says softly. “You know Amelia and I are best friends, and she tells me everything. So this will be new to her as well.”
I pause, just thinking. Of course, Amelia could be lying to Ava, but then again, she might not be. Besides, this competition could be fun. It’s already surpassed my wildest dreams, and we’ve already made it this far as well. Why not take Evan and Amelia at their word? After all, what do I have to lose?
“Okay fine,” I say although there’s still a tinge of suspicion in my words. “You go first and we’ll see what happens.”
Evan grins like a Cheshire cat.
“Sure thing, my friend. Sweetheart, I think you’re going to have to get on your hands and knees for this one. Oh, one more rule,” he says, turning back to me with a smile, “Each party gets to use as much lube as they like.”
I shrug.
“Be my guest. Help yourself to the good stuff.”
Evan grins again, gently stroking his hand down Amelia’s haunches. The curvy girl is completely nude, and she throws her head back in anticipation, her hole already blinking in welcome.
Evan growls, his blue eyes flashing.
“You’re so beautiful sweetheart,” he croons while reaching to her pussy. “Give me some of the good stuff.”
Incredibly, on cue, Amelia’s twat begins to drip. A bead of clear fluid forms at her hole and begins trailing down her lips before forming a gooey thread above the mattress.
“Mmmm,” she mewls, eyes still shut tight as her breasts dangle.
“That a girl,” growls Evan, his eyes bright. He catches the thread and spreads the warm wetness all over his shaft, until he’s glistening. “Now let’s give it a try, shall we?”
Slowly, the muscular man gets on the bed until he’s crouched over her and trails his glans over her brown pucker.
“Oh!” she sighs. “Mmm!”
Evan chuckles. He hasn’t even begun pushing in yet, but he merely strokes her back again while pressing a kiss to her shoulder.