Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“You’re going to come?” I ask. All she can do is nod. “I know you are. I can feel it. You’re getting even tighter on me, baby.”
“But I…I’ve never done that…like this,” she replies, her blush deepening.
So innocent. I love it. I can’t wait to teach her so many things.
“You always just rub your clit?” I ask her. Blushing even harder, Roxy looks away but nods. I pull her face back to mine, rutting deeper and harder inside her. Her walls are clamping down on my girth. She’s close. “Don’t be shy, baby. You’re going to come on my cock now, and it’s going to feel fucking incredible, okay?”
God help me, I want to fuck this girl for hours and hours, but I’m already close to busting, and we’re in the bathroom of a plane, for Christ’s sake. I should probably just fill her with my seed and get this first one out of my system. Who’s to say I can’t have her again later? Her little virgin pussy is like a heavenly treat that I’ve been lucky enough to dine on, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to feast on it again later.
I grasp her tightly around the waist, kneading my fingers into the perfect flesh of her ass. My balls are so taut, so full of cum, ready to be unleashed through the impossibly stiff shaft of my cock, buried so deep inside her soaked hole. She’s right there, and as I look into her eyes, I see her approaching the edge.
“Okay, baby?” I repeat. She nods.
“I…I’m not on the pill,” she tells me.
I lean closer, let my lips press against hers. “I don’t care.”
Not only do I not care; I fucking love it. God, I’m a dirty man. As the muscles of my cock flex and I erupt and spill my hot seed inside her tight walls, a terrible smile comes over my face. Not only am I claiming her, not only am I the first man to be inside these walls, but I’m also filling her up like the fertile little minx she is. I’m using her little breeding hole like it’s supposed to be used.
“Oh God!” She cries out as her own orgasm hits her, shaking her like a leaf. I have to clench my arms around her to keep her from falling as her legs give out from under her. A whimpering cry trembles its way out of her lips, her skin glistening as a thin layer of sweat breaks out across it.
“That’s it,” I purr. “That’s it, baby. Good girl. Come all over Daddy’s dick. Look at you taking it all. You’re so good, aren’t you? You’re so naughty. Fucking a passenger in the bathroom and taking all his cum up inside you. What a naughty little girl you are, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes…” she moans as she starts coming down. “Oh, God…”
The reality of what we’ve done starts to hit her as we both begin to come back to Earth, despite still soaring high above it. I kiss her gently on the lips and smooth her hair back as she blinks a few times and looks up at me as if to say, “Did we really just do that?”
I nod and answer. “Yes. Yes, we did, baby. And I just came inside you, and you’re going to feel my cum in you for the rest of the flight to remind you of what we did here. No way you’ll be able to forget about it.”
3
Roxy
Conrad was right; I can still feel it—his cum inside me, so hot and sticky, threatening to drip out of me every time I move, which posed an immediate problem the moment I left the bathroom. Thank God I had a spare pair of panties in my luggage or I don’t know what I would have done other than run back to the bathroom every couple of minutes to wipe my legs clean, I guess.
I still can’t believe I did that. Any of it. I mean, I’m nineteen years old and I was waiting for that special someone to lose my virginity to, and then I just go to the bathroom and have sex with a man I just met and barely know? I mean, I don’t even know what he does for a living. That’s not like me at all.
I’m the least impulsive person in the world. I get the same order from the same coffee shop every morning (an iced coffee with a shot of caramel and an egg and cheese sandwich), take the same route to work, and make one of the same five recipes for dinner every night. The idea that I would impulsively have bathroom sex with a guy I just met while at work is just crazy. Anyone who knows me would be more likely to believe you if you told them you just won ten billion dollars in the lottery.