My Little Farm Girl Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
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“Wait just a second baby. I have to do something first.” She’d grown so accustomed to the plug in her ass and had taken to it so well, that I decided to change it out for a bigger size. She didn’t know it yet, or maybe she’d suspected. But I was getting her ass ready to take my cock. I also had a nice little surprise for her.

“Come here to me.” I patted the bed where I sat with a towel wrapped around my hips. She reached my side and looked at me questioningly. “Put your leg up here.”

She put her leg up on the bed and I couldn’t resist leaning over and kissing her inner thigh. I retrieved the Ben Wa balls and inserted first one large then one smaller one into her pussy which was still wet from my fingering. Then I pulled the plug from her ass, which caused her some embarrassment before I admonished her.

“Never be ashamed of such things with me Kitten. Isn’t your body mine, hmm?” I massaged her ass as I spoke, running my fingertip back and forth across the puckered rosebud.

“Yes master.”

“Well then, I can do whatever I please with my body now can’t I?”

I placed it aside for her to clean later and inserted the new one after adding the lube to make it easier to slide into her body. Pulling her closer by the globes of her ass, I licked her pussy while placing two fingers inside her.

“Ooh, master that feels so good.”

“Play with your nipples baby.” Her hands flew up to her tits and she squeezed and pulled, her earlier embarrassment forgotten in the heat of passion.

She moved her hips against my mouth and hand grinding her cunt into my face as her pussy juice covered my face. I brought her to the brink and stopped. She was mad enough to skin me but she knew better than to voice her complaint unless she wanted a spanking, or worse yet, no cum. I’d gotten into the habit of rewarding her with cum since I realized she loved it to the point of addiction.

“Get dressed love.” I could see the balls were having an affect on her as she moved around from the way she twitched. It was suggested not to leave them in too long for a beginner but I planned to leave them in all day.

With the plug and the balls, plus the amount of teasing I planned to subject her to during our little outing there was no doubt she’d be ready to fuck. That day was drawing nearer than even she realized. It was almost time for the L.A. trip; I wanted her virgin blood on my cock long before then.

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Our first stop was the MET, not my thing, but she showed an interest and since I was all about pleasing her, it was no skin off my nose. I wasn’t surprised by her fascination with Vermeer. She seemed especially taken with the famous Girl with a Pearl Earring.

I followed her around with a supportive hand in the small of her back as she read the literature and asked me a million questions. Thankfully, my grandmother and mother were sticklers for art and all things cultural, so I was able to answer most of her questions without coming off like a total rube.

Next, I took her over to the special display they had on the splendor and eroticism in imperial Europe. Here, I made sure to touch her more intimately. A hand on her waist, a touch of my lips against her ear, as I whispered some little tidbit about the artists or the pieces she became transfixed by.

I got the best reaction though in the arts of the orient. Here, men and women were more in flagrante in their depictions. Her breathing and the way she clasped my hand tightly in hers, told me the pictures were doing what they were meant to. Inflaming the senses.

“Clench your pussy around the balls Kitten; do it now.” We were stopped in front of a picture of a despot fucking a young girl on her hands and knees while others looked on in differing forms of undress pleasuring themselves. In other words, the onset of a good old fashion orgy!

I felt the strain in her muscles when I laid my hand casually on her ass. Anyone looking would see the loving caress of a man with his woman, nothing too untoward in this day of public displays.

She bit her lip and slumped into me as the climax ran through her. “That was fucking beautiful baby,” I nipped her ear as I rubbed her ass softly before bringing my hand back around her waist, only going a little higher so that I was actually touching the underside of her tit.


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