Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 41889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41889 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Jesus, she looked good.
Her soft petals were slightly parted and begging for my lips and tongue. She gasped as I dove in, my tongue lapping her outer lips while she wiggled. I had a feeling this might be another first for her and I wanted it to count.
Plus, I was worried I would hurt her. I was a big guy and even bigger where it counted. She had to be ready. She had to come first.
I hoped like hell I could make her come.
I put my fingers to work, strumming her sweet little clit as I pushed my tongue inside her. She was making sexy little surprised sounds. Yeah, I was pretty sure I had shocked her.
I was all over her. I’d never been so eager to do something like this to a woman. But with her?
I could do it for days with a smile on my face.
I switched tactics, pulling her clit into my mouth and beating my tongue against it. Her fingers threaded through my hair and I knew I was onto something. I carefully slid a finger inside her and moaned at the tight, slick feel of her.
She was so tight… I had no idea if I was going to fit. I grunted at the thought of that silkiness wrapped around my aching cock.
I strummed my tongue against her clit even faster and added a second finger, stretching her slightly. That’s when I felt the first flutter.
“Mason!”
“Hmmm…”
I didn’t stop. She was close. I could feel it.
And then it happened.
She opened like a flower, allowing my fingers deeper. I hooked them to press against her g-spot and she screamed.
Oh yeah, she was coming. Hard.
I didn’t ease up. I needed her soft and pliant. I knew there was no way we were making it to the bed. I looked up and saw a beautiful sight. Michelle’s eyes were closed and her head was thrown back. She was visibly shaking from the force of her orgasm.
And she looked fucking incredible with her skirt hoisted around her waist and her tits pushed up over her top. I wanted them completely bare but there was no time. I had to get inside her.
Right fucking now.
I stood and got my cock out as quickly as humanly possible. I pointed it down, rubbing it against her. We were both clothed except for the important parts. It was somehow even more filthy than being completely fucking naked.
Her face was beautiful. Peaceful. Satisfied. I’d done that to her.
And I was about to do a whole lot more.
I gripped her hip with one hand and guided my cock inside her. We both moaned in unison as the tip of my cock stretched her wide. I breathed out slowly as I began the agonizing process of opening her up.
I didn’t want to hurt her. I couldn’t bear it if I caused her any pain. Not even a little bit.
She was ready for me, I knew. She wanted this. But I had what had been called a horse dick by anybody who saw it.
I was less than halfway in and already sweating from the effort it took to hold back. She moaned softly and I jerked, my cock lurching forward on its own. I slid in just a tiny bit more, watching her carefully for signs that I was hurting her.
I was tall and broad and my cock was too. I was careful as fuck as I gritted my teeth and started to saw my shaft in and out of her hot, tight pussy.
Mother of God she felt good!
I groaned and eased in a bit further. I stared down at our bodies where they joined and decided a little clit rubbing was called for. The moment I touched her, she started to come all over my cock.
I slid in a little further.
“Christ… fuck, Michelle you feel so good.”
“Hmmmm… ah ah ah ah ahhhh!”
“That’s it baby. Come for me.”
I didn’t recognize my voice. It was even lower and more gravelly than usual. I was deep and getting deeper as her pussy gripped my cock and pulled it further inside her.
It was a goddamn dick massage and nothing had ever felt better in my entire life. This was it. The actual pinnacle of my entire human experience.
And I wasn’t even halfway inside her yet.
“Mason… I want…”
“What do you want?”
“Ohhhh… hmmm… more.”
With a curse I pushed forward, feeling her welcome me in. I couldn’t fucking move for a minute. It felt too good.
And then I went wild. Long, slow, delicious strokes. I hit all the bells and whistles. I dipped my hips and brought them up, smoothly fucking her with a rhythm as old as time.
She was mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
With each thrust I heard the word.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“I am. Ohhh God… I’m yours.”
With a roar I stopped fighting my release. She was mine. She would be sleeping in my bed from now on. I could claim her now and then we could do this all over again.