Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
She was a sight to behold with her wantonly spread legs and her pussy opened to take my tongue as she rested back against the wall with water running down over her abundant tits.
Her hands were soon fisted in my hair as she pulled me into her cunt and fucked herself on my tongue trying to cum again. What a greedy little bitch.
My cock got hard and dragged against the shower floor leaking precum down the drain. He’d lost his damn mind too ever since she came along. He wasn’t accustomed to being this happy and was showing his ass but good.
“Damn, can you take me again?” Like I was gonna give her a choice. I got to my feet, not quite believing that I wanted her again this soon. Between her and my dick I think I shortened my life span. You’re not supposed to fuck this much in a month, let alone a week.
If this this keeps up I’ma need medical assistance or some shit. And if she ever figures out the power she holds over me, my ass is going to be in for a world of shit. Her spoilt overbearing ass would run circles around me with that shit.
I looked down into her glazed over brown eyes, as I slipped my cock in her again. My eyes closed as sensations ran from my cockhead that was butting hard against her womb to my balls.
This time I fucked her nice and slow against the marble wall while our mouths searched for and found each other under the running water.
I didn’t break the kiss even when we both needed air, just kept a steady in and out in her pussy as we played tongue tag. This was the end game, the gentle touch. I hope!
I felt around beneath her and found her puckered asshole. As much as I wanted to stay buried in her sweet warmth, I knew she was sore and that if I did that shit she’d pay the price later.
So I slid my finger into her ass and sucked her tongue into my mouth as my cock fucked past her cervix and into that little hole that leads to her womb. She screamed into my mouth and passed out with me blasting off inside her cunt.
I flicked off the water and stepped out of the shower holding her close to my chest with her pussy still impaled on my cock. This shit was beginning to hurt, that tight ring of her cervix fit around my cockhead like a rubber band, cutting off my circulation.
I dried us both off the best I could with us stuck together from chest to groin, before taking her to the bed and slowly working my cock out of her. She didn’t stir once.
Dante
I got dressed and left her little ass sleeping and went to take care of some shit in my home office. But once in the office I just sat behind my desk, staring into space, deep in thought. It’s rare for me to have a moment alone since I brought her home.
I’ve been overpowering her with my presence, getting her use to me in more ways than one. I want to consume her, all of her, not just her body. I’m working on taking her over completely, in every way possible. It’s the only way I know to do this shit. Complete control!
So much had happened in the last week that sometimes it was hard to imagine the time before she came. It seems almost impossible that there was life before her, before we became us.
I think in the beginning, when I’d made up my mind to take her, it had just been a strategic move. Not something I’d given too much in depth thought to. I certainly didn’t expect shit to change so drastically in just a matter of days.
I guess in my mind I thought I could keep myself detached. I could carry out my plans without getting too emotionally involved, or giving too much of myself away. How was I to know that the little shit was packing such a punch?
I wasn’t ready for it that’s for sure I’ve always known that I would never be the kind of man who’d trust his heart to anyone. Until now, until her. Now she’s changed my shit around and I don’t do well with change.
My life had been mapped out for me before birth. It had been derailed a little after mom passed from a heart problem when I was younger, but my end was always going to be the same.
Before mom left us dad promised her that I would at least go to college like she did. He thought it would be good for me, so he kept that promise.
I spent every one of my four years there planning how I was gonna run my part of the city that was coming to me. That’s how it works in the family, the oldest son gets to wet his beak so to speak, by taking over a portion of the territory that he will one day inherit.