Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
“What’s the matter, Daddy? Don’t you want to pound this pussy until I scream your name?”
That one is funny. How is she gonna scream my name when she doesn’t know it? Besides, the only voice I yearn to hear calling my name as they come is a heck of a lot deeper than these chicks’. The only problem is, I’ve gone and made shit weird after I sucked him off like I was on death row and his dick was my last meal. I fuckin’ hate that he went off with that other groupie. What is he doing with her? Is she sucking his dick? Is that piercing hitting her G-spot?
I scrub my hands against my face, trying to wipe the image of Marley with anyone other than me. Jesus, I shouldn’t care. He’s my best friend. We’ve banged people together. It’s never been an issue before. Why the fuck do I care this much now?
“Keep going, baby doll. Daddy enjoys watching you stretch yourself nice and deep for me.” I really don’t care about how stretched out she is. Shit, she could shove six arms in there and I wouldn’t give a fuck.
Maybe I should send this chick home. This seems so pointless. I’m about to open my mouth to tell her I’m not into any of this when there’s a knock at the door. I’m about to ignore whoever it is, not feeling like dealing with some random hotel bullshit, when my phone vibrates in my pocket.
Pulling it out, my heart jumps when I see who it’s from.
Marley: Open the door.
Iggy: Joining in the festivities?
Marley: Nope. Sending over a present I think you’ll enjoy.
I jump off the wingback chair and speed walk to the door and fling it open. There, standing in front of me, is the groupie that went off with Marley with a sticky note attached between her two giant tits. She holds out a plain white box.
Another text.
Marley: Send the other chicks home and get this one to lie down on the bed and lift her skirt.
I want to tell Marley to go fuck himself and slam the door on this girl’s face, but the first sign of my dick actually being alive came with a text from my best friend. I turn to the girl on the bed who still has her fist up in her pussy. “Time’s up. You don’t have to go home, but you gotta get the hell out of here.”
The chick on the bed moans, enhancing her porn act. I open the door wider, letting Marley’s girl in, and walk up to the bed and move my face directly over hers. “Sweetheart, you really don’t want to make a scene. I’ve got security that could embarrass you. Let’s be a grown-up and pack up, and leave with your dignity intact.”
The girl removes her fist and pulls on her pants before swearing at me and walking out. I lock the door behind her and point the other girl to the bed. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Melody,” she says.
Another text.
Marley: Tell her to spread her legs so you can get a good look at her pussy.
“Spread your pussy for me,” I demand, and the girl does as she’s told, pulling her labia open and exposing her pink center covered in fresh cum.
Marley: I bet this is the first time your cock got hard tonight. Go ahead, Iggy, lap up my cum. Take what you really wanted tonight when you settled for second best.
My cock is a fucking traitor. I should junk punch myself so the little motherfucker knows who’s boss. I had two hot-as-fuck women on my bed tonight and neither one of them stirred any resemblance of passion. The only pussy that’s got my cock saluting like a sailor is covered with Marley’s cum.
My phone dings again.
Marley: Go ahead, Iggy. Lick up that pussy and pretend I’m shooting in your cock-hungry mouth again.
My dick twitches reading the dirty text. Fuck. Who knew Marley could talk like this? Usually when we bang girls, it’s me who takes the lead, but apparently that doesn’t seem to work for either of us anymore.
Marley: Better get to it, bro, you don’t want it to dry up on you.
My skin feels hot. It wouldn’t shock me if I burnt up right here on the spot.
The strain of my raging cock against my jeans has me going out of my damn mind. I should tear into this chick’s pussy until I come. Fuck, I don’t even eat these women out. Never had a desire to put my mouth anywhere near their used cunts, but right now that pussy coated with Marley’s cum looks better than anything I’ve ever seen before. Like a desperate drunk, glaring at a bottle of mouthwash, I fall to my knees.
The girl moans as I lap at every drop of cum on her cunt. Fuck, why is she ruining this for me? “Shut the fuck up,” I moan into her pussy. This one gets the hint and zips her mouth. My eyes shut and I try to convince myself that it’s not a soft pussy I’m lapping at, but Marley’s hard chest.