Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 34938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Shit, I am so ready.
I feel as he presses the tip of his shaft at my entrance, and he just waits. He feels hot and so swollen, and without thinking, I move my hips, hoping to make greater contact, hoping to urge him inside. But instead, he holds his dick in his hand and drags up and down my seam, coating himself in my juices. He lets go, moving his hips now, and his prick slips between my lips, the head nudging at my clit every time he thrusts. My head falls down, and I look between my legs, catching sight of his swollen dick peeking out from between my legs.
I feel Kent’s large hand on my shoulder, gripping hard, and then his dick is back at my entrance, and he eases inside . I can’t help it, I let out a long moan. His shaft is thick, hard as rock, and he fills me almost instantly. With one hand on my shoulder, and the other hand on my hip, he just stays still, not moving. I'm not sure if he's just letting himself enjoy this moment, or if he can feel how tight my walls are around his dick and he’s giving me a minute to adjust.
Pulling back ever so slowly, so I can feel every ridge, every vein, as he brings himself to the very edge of his crown, before driving back in with force. “Damn, you’re so tight,” he says as he digs the tips of his fingers into my hipbone, and slowly pulls his cock back again.
Looking back at him over my shoulder, my lids lower and I nibble my bottom lip. “And your dick is rock hard. I'm so wet for you.”
“I like you all wet.” Freeing one of his hands, he slips it up my belly and under my bra. Using the pad of his finger, he circles my nipple, pinching it lightly and twisting.
“Mm,” I moan as he plucks my nipple and moves to the next.
“You're a dirty girl, aren’t you?” Kent says into my ear. Licking the shell of my ear, he breathes hot air across my cheek.
I shiver, and he feels it, causing him to chuckle in my ear. “There's nothing hotter than feeling your body react to me. It's something I've dreamt about, and something I've ached for. It's great.” He thrusts his hips forward, his shaft drives in deep, and I cry out with pleasure.
My lips hug his shaft, unwilling to let go. I want him to stay inside me, to keep me full and satisfied, and never empty.
Slamming in and out of my body, he glides with ease. Kent leans over, wrapping an arm around my waist, and moving his other hand down to my clit. He pinches it as he fills me, circling the needy button with two fingers.
My knees almost buckle as my body quivers, but Kent holds me tightly, making sure I don't fall. His fingers work deftly, flicking and circling, pinching and rubbing as his cock thrusts in and out of my slit.
He hits me deep, the force hard and fierce, and my palms are on fire as I press into the brick wall. He gives me one last stoke, coaxing the orgasm from me out of nowhere. It comes on like a freight train, hitting me blindly.
I didn't see it coming but I feel it as it crashes through my body, working into every muscle, every vein, every fiber of my being. Trembles flow from head to toe as his dick continues to work my pussy, finding the last remaining sparks of pleasure and igniting them.
Kent picks up his pace, holding my limp body in place as he penetrates me. His rhythm falters, and I can tell he’s getting close. I can't stand anymore, it’s as if there are no muscles in my legs. I'm buzzing, my legs like jelly as he gives one last thrust.
Grunting, I feel his cock throb, pulsing inside my body as he fills the condom. We're both sweaty, my skin even tinted a berry shade from being in the sun. The smell of the ocean works its way into my senses, and I'm finally able to climb down from the clouds.
Kent peels his chest off my back and pulls his dick free. Twisting around I see he has a smile on his face, and I have one too. We don't speak, we just grin at each other as he slips the condom off and adjusts his pants.
I feel great. I feel incredible. And then reality hits me. . .
I just fucked a man twice my age.
I just fucked my dad's partner and friend. . .
Shit.
4
Kent
I thought she was dead.
Watching her for a second as she holds the mug to her lips and sips the coffee at the kitchen island, I smile to myself. Because she's not dead. She's very much alive and I just banged her in the backyard.