Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
I realized I was still holding onto the box with the remaining cupcakes at the same time my tummy rumbled embarrassingly, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten in a while. I wasn’t hungry for anything else but him at the library. In fact, I think I turned to him as often as he did me.
Speaking of which, where did he get the energy? The absolute stamina he portrayed today now that I think about it doesn’t seem normal from what little I know about sex. Which brings up another question.
Why was there no pain that first time? Aren’t virgins supposed to bleed a little? I don’t recall seeing any blood and I hadn’t felt anything in his arms but immense pleasure.
I shook myself out of my inner reverie and felt those hunger pains again. “Why don’t I make us some coffee?” My eyes fell on the crockpot, which had been on since this morning with a roast this time instead of the stew I usually make there.
“I have some roast and potatoes as well.” I don’t know why that should make him react the way he did but he seemed to be jarred by my words. And then he said the oddest thing, “Yes, you know how much I love your roast and potatoes.”
Jessica
The voice didn’t sound quite like his, and I was taken aback, by the flash of light that entered his eyes. I felt a sudden ache between my thighs and my need started to rise under the intense heat of his stare. I couldn’t breathe as I fought to hold onto my senses. I felt like I was drowning even as I stood there in the kitchen not quite knowing what was happening around me.
Everything seemed so strange all of a sudden, even the wind as it howled outside as if trying to get in. We stared at each other neither of us talking or moving in anyway, until his hand came up and removed his jacket.
As he started to unbutton his shirt I made some paltry excuse and tried to make a hasty escape. But as I passed him to get out of the room he reached out and snagged my arm, pulling me into his chest. I felt shy and unsure of myself, something I hadn’t felt in the dark confines of the library and just as I had the thought the lights went out again.
He took me down to the floor, our lips meeting halfway there and by the time he got my skirt and sweater off I was hungry with need. I remembered as I felt the cold air on my ass that we’d left my torn underwear somewhere on the library floor behind the desk.
I couldn’t find it in me to care when I felt his hand between my thighs again, his fingers digging into me deep. There was no real mess down there, not like the other times, because, he’d made it a point to cum deep inside me against the walls of my womb each and every time. And I have the aches to prove it.
I felt his fingers, long, thick and hard as they pressed into me going deep while his thumb found my clit and played. I spread my legs and twisted my head from side to side too lost in pleasure to care about the sounds I made or the wet sounds his fingers made as they drove into me over and over again.
“You’ve been on your back enough for one day. And besides, I think I’ve already fucked my kid in you so you can ride this time around.” No sooner had the words left his mouth than he was pulling me over on top of him with my legs spread around his hips.
I felt his hand between us, holding his cock before he rubbed the fat head back and forth along my slit making me crazy before easing into me. I eased down on his cock until my ass touched his thighs and I was once again full to overflowing with his sweet long dick.
I barely got myself comfortable before I was moving up and down on his cock and those sounds that I remember from before were drawn out of me. Especially when he lifted his hands to cup my aching breasts. “Oh please suck them.”
He reared up off the floor at my plea and sucked first one then the other into his mouth and I went wild. He bit and licked my nipples until they were hard points of pain and still I wanted more.
I rode his cock harder, faster more comfortable now after having it shoved inside me for hours. I knew how to move to make him moan. How when I squeezed my pussy around him he growled and sucked my nipples harder.