Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 62610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“Like I said, mine’s bigger,” I tease him, looking up at him and grabbing his cock by the root. I start stroking him at once, throwing all subtlety away - I go fast and hard right from the start, flicking my wrist so fast that the muscles in my forearm even start to complain. Still stroking him, I lean into him and wrap my lips around his cock, pushing myself down until I have all of his length inside my mouth. One thing’s for sure: he’s not bigger than me. You can take that to the bank. Thing is, I’m pretty that I’m not bigger than he is. Yeah, we’re a match made in heaven, it seems. Karen’s a lucky girl, I guess.
I go as fast as I can, using one hand and my mouth at the same time. I take my free hand to his balls, rolling them over my spread fingers, and I just close my eyes and surrender to the sweet reality I’m living in: I’m sucking Daniel, my stepfather, and this is something that’s going to keep happening for a very long time.
Wanting to taste every single inch of him, I pop his cock out of my mouth and then tilt my head sideways, much like he did before, and press my lips against the side of his shaft. I slide them to the root, and then just open mouth against and rest my mouth against his balls. Just like his cock, they’re also plus sized, and I can’t help but to open my mouth and suck one in. It fills my mouth completely, and I just lap at it with my tongue before deciding to go all the way: I make one mighty effort to open my mouth even more, and then I take his other ball inside of me. I keep still like that, lapping at both his balls with my tongue as I somehow manage to keep them inside my mouth.
“And you say I know what I’m doing? You’re a natural, Colt,” Daniel says, resting both his hands on my head. I let his balls pop out of my mouth, and then just look him in the eye.
“Of course. Whatever it is I want to do, I always make sure to do it right,” I shoot back, working his cock with my hand again. I keep on stroking him as I stand, and then just lean in and kiss him. With one hand on my waist, he takes the other one to my cock and then starts stroking me as well, our movements completely in sync. I bet Karen would enjoy seeing us right now, I think to myself, my brain buzzing with anticipation as I already imagine how good it’s going to be the next time the three of us are together.
We keep jerking each other, our eyes locked as both our hands keep that pendulum motion going. Daniel slides the hand he has on my waist down to my ass, digging his finger into my ass cheeks and pulling me in.
“Come, Colt,” he whispers against my ear, and I feel my cock spasming against his fingers. I can’t fucking believe he really can make me cum on command. Oh, he’s good, he’s really fucking good.
“I’m going to,” I breathe, grinding my teeth so hard they might just shatter into a thousand little shards. I’m on the verge of cumming when an idea suddenly comes to life inside my mind. Wasting no time, I take my free hand to the cupboard above Daniel’s head and pull on the door. I have to concentrate to grab a martini glass, but I manage to pick it up without breaking it.
“What are you doing?” He asks me, and I can tell that he has an idea about what I’m about to do. Genius recognizes genius, remember that? And a filthy mind recognizes a filthy mind.
“Wait and see,” I tell him, struggling to get the words out as I feel my semen burning up my shaft. I let go of Daniel’s cock and place the glass right between the two of us, and he immediately angles my cock down at it. “Fuck!” I groan as I explode, pleasure stabbing every inch of my body and crushing my rational mind in a fraction of a second.
I gush a stream of cum into the glass, and I can’t take my eyes out of it as thick strands of white semen start filling it up. Daniel holds my cock down, keeping the tip aimed straight at the center of the glass, and there’s a big smile on his face as he does it. Yeah, I might be completely filthy when I lose all control, but so is he. And Karen too, for that matters. I guess the three of us really share the same traits, even though we’re not blood related.