Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“I told you to take off your skirt,” I growl threateningly. “And if you don’t do it, then it’s too fucking bad,” I say, dropping the limp piece of fabric onto the floor.
“But Mr. Phillips,” she gasps, looking at the destroyed clothing. The skirt is nothing but tatters now. “What am I going to wear outside? Oh my god, how am I going to leave this classroom?”
I just shrug.
“You’ll figure something out,” I growl before grabbing her and pulling that curvy form to me again. “We’ll figure it out,” I assure her, and with that, it’s on.
I kiss her again, my hands stroking everywhere – wandering across her little tummy, caressing her wide hips, and finally dipping down into the vee between her legs.
“Oh!” she cries out, “oh oh oh!”
I chuckle deeply. Evie’s pussy has gushed again, the lacy fabric dark and sopping wet at the crotch.
“Turn around, baby girl,” I command. This time, she obeys.
Whirling like a ballerina, she spins so that her back is to me and bends down, her head between her knees, running her hands down the sleek length of her calves to grab her ankles.
“Be-be gentle with me, okay, Mr. Phillips? Be gentle,” she breathes.
A low growl creeps out from my chest. But I don’t bother to reply because there are more important things to be done. Slowly, I inch her panties over her ass until her peachy globes are bare. I kiss each one, tonguing the fullness and savoring the meaty flesh before pulling her panties down entirely and coaxing her to step out of them.
“Mmm,” she moans, kicking them off. “Mmmm.”
“Have you been good?” I intone, running my big palms lightly up and down the backs of her thighs, squeezing the heft and the fullness. I love a curvy girl; I love being able to get big handfuls of juicy flesh and bite into a real woman.
“I have,” she breathes. “I promise.”
“Show me the grape then,” I rasp. “It better be the same grape I pushed inside of you yesterday.”
With slow hands, the little girl reaches up to her butt and pulls the orbs apart, baring everything from clit to ass. And right between her labia, snugly tucked in there, is a shiny bit of light green. It is peeping out from between her nether lips, the pink glistening and slick, embracing it and cushioning the fruit between her folds.
I have to taste it. Leaning forward, I run my tongue up her pussy lips, letting the flat part trail across the skin of the grape, lapping up that sweet, succulent nectar.
“Ohhh!” she squeals, her eyes clenched tight as her pussy clenches instinctively. “Ohhh!”
And I chuckle deep in my chest before going back in for another taste, running my tongue up and down her fleshy labia and nipping lightly at the puffy lips before giving her another few deep laps. I trail my tongue from her clit all the way up to her asshole, pausing only to push my tongue into that dark secret space and spear her a bit.
“Oh my god,” she gasps, her eyes flying open to stare at me over her shoulder. “Did you …?”
I nod, my mouth still pressed against her folds. My mouth and chin are completely covered with female ambrosia.
“I did, baby girl,” I grind out. “Every part of you tastes good, including your butt.”
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she chants, moaning a bit as I continue tonguing that secret space. But I want the grape out first.
“Baby,” I murmur as I spear into her again, “I’m going to pull it out of you now.”
She can’t answer. The sensations are too strong; they are distracting her from hearing my words.
So I caress her vaginal lips a bit, running a finger up and down that sweet, slick flesh. But I’m not about to hook a finger in and pop it out with my hand. Hell no, that would be too easy. Instead, I press my face into her pussy and begin fishing with my tongue, trying to nudge the grape out with a bit of oral acrobatics.
“Ohhhh fuuuuuuck!” Evie squeals, clutching her ankles again. Her boobs are heaving and her rump is swaying as I dig around inside her with my tongue. “Fuuuuuck!”
I just growl low in my throat with satisfaction, continuing my oral ministrations. It’s tougher than you’d think. A grape is small, smooth, and slippery, and there’s so much fucking cream that I’m slipping and sliding inside, pushing this way and that with no luck. Those sensations only made Evie gush more, warm liquid pouring out of her cunt like a geyser that’s welling up from deep inside and slipping down my throat.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “You taste amazing, but this is fucking hard. You’re too wet.” I slap her ass.
In response, the brunette just squeals and wriggles her hips.