Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42491 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
He kissed me deeply with no hesitation; only control. His tongue tangled with mine, licking every surface of my mouth as I moaned my pleasure. This kiss was different from any other we’d shared; I wasn’t nervous or shy. Amir knew how he affected me, and had seen all of me. I had nothing to hide. I didn’t want to hide from him.
His hand crept below my shirt and pushed the fabric up around my neck. He caressed my skin, his large hand practically covering my whole chest. I whimpered when he pinched my nipple, and he smiled against my lips.
I barely had time to realize his lips had disappeared when he’d lifted off my shirt and was kissing me again. Our bare torsos touched, and his hair tickled my skin.
Amir dragged his hand down my back and onto the swell of my ass. He gripped and massaged my flesh, drawing another moan into his mouth. It only grew louder when he pulled me forward, and I felt the long, thick bulge of his hard cock pressing against mine.
He squeezed my ass as he rocked forward. We were separated by only two thin layers of cotton, grinding against one another with perfect friction. His lips moved from mine, spreading kisses across my cheek and to my ear, where he asked, “How does that feel?”
“So good,” I whispered back, barely able to find my voice.
“Daddy can make you feel even better.” The name was music to my ears. Even though I wasn’t little, Daddy was still in control of the moment. He was still caring for me, but in a different way.
My quiet reply of, “Please,” was all it took for Daddy to make his move. His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down, releasing my hard cock to the air once more. He did the same for his boxer briefs, and my eyes nearly bugged out of my head.
Daddy's cock was long, thick, and uncut. I shuddered when he pressed our warm flesh together. Daddy dwarfed me, and his tan skin was so pretty against my pale member. He wrapped one large hand around both of our shafts and gave a slow stroke. It was the greatest thing I'd ever felt, but he was just getting started.
Daddy stroked us faster, and I was entranced by the sight of our tips popping through his fist, and the clear liquid that leaked from us both. It slickened his palm, allowing him to move quicker.
His other hand fell back onto my ass. He gripped the mound of flesh, massaging it firmly. I whimpered in protest when his hand disappeared, but the sound became a moan of delight when it landed with a gentle smack. The spank wasn't enough to hurt; just to show that Daddy was in charge. My skin tingled from the contact and the naughtiness of the action.
He squeezed my cheek again, as he did the same to my cock, working the heated flesh of my shaft. I cried out into the room when he spanked me once more, a little harder. He stroked a little faster. He rocked his hips with a little more urgency. Everything worked together to build fiery pressure in my stomach. My fuzzy balls lifted and I knew I was close to release, but I wanted to hang onto every glorious moment.
But then Daddy touched my ass again; not with a spanking, but with a caress. His fingers tickled down my crack and across my hole. It was a gentle touch that sent my mind racing with wild thoughts; imagining those fingers inside me, loosening me to take the fat cock that was rubbing against mine.
It was enough to send me over the edge. I cried out Daddy's name as my whole body lurched forward and my dick jerked, spilling cum over his hand.
"Good boy," Daddy praised breathlessly as his hungry eyes bore into me. If I hadn't just emptied my balls all over him, the sexy scene would've made me come again. "Now it's Daddy's turn. Do you want my cum?" Unable to speak, I nodded my head eagerly. "Touch my balls."
In a blink, I wedged my hand between us and cupped it around his heavy, hairy sack. Even though my mind was going fuzzy from the extreme pleasure on my overstimulated cock, I focused on the weight on my palm and the rumble in his chest.
He stroked even faster as I bounced and tugged at his balls until they rolled in my grip. Daddy grunted through his teeth as he exploded, sending thick white stripes of warm cum over my arm and stomach.
After a few slow pulls, his hand went still and we both worked to catch our breath. Our chests heaved together for several long moments until we finally settled down. When my cock went soft, Daddy released me, and gave me a deep, sloppy kiss.