Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“You want me to make you come?”
“Yes. Yes, please!” she says, breathless and needy.
“I’m telling you, once you experience me, Sugar, you’re not going to want anyone else.” After tasting her? I doubt I’m going to want anyone else either.
“Prove it.”
She shudders as my touch becomes a bit more firm, even through her panties. I find her clit, and tickle her with a finger, wanting to go nice and slow to build up the climax she so deserves. She gasps in delight, already melting into my hand, and she hasn’t even taken all of her clothes off yet.
I decide to fix that. I grab hold of her panties, and drag them down her legs. She’s all too eager to assist me in stripping her.
Seeing her naked pussy is awe-inspiring. I’m not usually stricken by just looking at a girl, but Sugar isn’t the typical girl.
“Are you going to eat me out?” she asks, then bites her bottom lip. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I just said those words out loud.”
“I figure that’s a good way to make sure you come. Doesn’t even count as losing your virginity if you have second thoughts.”
More laughter. “I’m not too worried about that.”
With how fast we’re going, she’ll be out of technicalities soon enough, anyway.
I kiss her on the clit and she gasps, the lightning of bliss shooting through her, gasping as she runs her fingers though my hair. I begin to lick her, my face and beard rubbing against her thighs as I push my mouth closer to get more of a taste of her sweet folds. I rub her intently, letting her gasp and shudder as I continue my exploration of her. Tasting her sweet nectar, pushing my tongue deep, learning every little crevice and detail of her body.
One hand travels up her form, going toward her round, full breast, taking hold of it, kneading it through the fabric of her bra. She wastes little time in unhooking it, wanting my touch to be naked flesh to naked flesh, nothing in between us but an absolute desire for pure pleasure. I run my hand around that bare breast, taking hold of her tit, squeezing it, hearing another gasp from my touch.
Every curve of her body is delightful. She’s so absolutely perfect for me. Her taste, how she feels, how she moans, goddamn, I can do this every day for the rest of my life.
And maybe I will do just that.
I suck her clit, building her up, letting her shudder and writhe beneath me. I watch her, make sure she’s loving everything I’m doing, and there’s no chance she isn’t. We’re in perfect understanding with one another, knowing what we both want and need from all of this.
My fingers fuck her juicy cunt, and she’s squirming. She’s grasping at the sheets on the bed, moaning incoherently, running her hands through my hair and down my neck. Her legs close around my head, refusing to let me stop, as if there’s any chance of that happening.
I give her my all. She wants her first orgasm? I’m delivering. Every thrust of my fingers, every lick of her clit, all of it building to what is sure to be a mighty explosion of delight inside her.
She takes a little longer than I anticipate, but her inexperienced body can’t stand up to a man who knows what he’s doing. She’s soon trembling for me, screaming for me. It’s clear that the orgasm has finally hit her, and her Christmas wish has come true.
In the midst of her throes of delight, I can hear bits and pieces of my name. Of how much she wants me.
Even bits of how she loves me.
As I watch her tremble, making sure to wring every bit of pleasure I can out of my sinful act, I ponder her words.
They’re just the words of a woman lost in lust, right? People say weird things when they're at the peak of orgasm. There’s no filter, no second thoughts.
Which briefly makes me think that she truly means it.
I rise from between her legs, looking down at her, blissfully nude on the bed below me, and I’m awestruck that she has somehow become even more beautiful when she takes on that post-orgasmic glow.
God, my cock is screaming and wants to escape my jeans.
And it wants her most of all.
It’s definitely only a matter of time.
6
SUGAR
It’s all I ever wanted and then some.
I’m a modern girl. I’ve heard all my classmates talk, I watch movies and TV, I even watch things that I’d never tell anyone about. They always show the woman in such overwhelming ecstasy. Showing it being a life-changing experience for her, and how she becomes addicted to the man responsible.
All those times I was alone, rubbing myself with my fingers, it felt pretty good, but then my arms got tired and nothing ever came of it. I bought some toys, and none of them seemed to do the trick. It was to the point where I was watching other women closely on the screen, just because I thought I was doing something wrong. I wasn’t. I just didn’t come.