Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
He tosses me down on the bed but somehow manages to do it with the perfect combination of care and recklessness that I land just right. I start to roll onto my back to look up to him, but he stops me with a hand on my waist and forces me onto my stomach.
“No. Like this.”
Then with both hands, he lifts me so I’m on my knees with my face buried in the sheets and my butt up in the air facing him.
Oh my God, oh my GodGod, oh my GODGod!
Then I feel him lean in, grab the string of my panties with his teeth and start pulling them down.
Ho-ly-shit!
I part my legs slightly to help him and feel my heartrate absolutely skyrocket as he reaches my knees. Only then does he let go with his teeth and finish the job with his hands, leaving me completely naked before him.
And then I feel his tongue.
The warmth, the slickness, the precision with which he presses it with the perfect amount of pressure against my clit as he grabs my ass and spreads me apart.
I cry out instantly as the jolt of pleasure rocks me. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it sure wasn’t this.
Marlon’s tongue is pure magic.
It dances over my pleasure button like an Olympic figure skater on ice. My arms flail wildly until I finally snatch up the sheets and hang on for dear life. And it’s not just his tongue either.
Marlon latches on to my button with his lips and gently sucks, applying just the right amount of pressure, reading my body like a psychic, drawing me closer and closer to the climax I can feel rapidly approaching.
“Oh my God…” I moan into the mattress, my mouth hanging open.
I must look like a mess, but I don’t care right now. He can’t see me from back there anyway. All I can focus on are the waves and waves of righteous delight that are rolling through me like breakers coming in hot on the beach after a big storm.
He grips me hard and spanks my ass, knowing what’s coming, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge.
I open my mouth to cry out, but not a single sound emerges from my lips.
My abs seize up, and every muscle in my body goes tense as my orgasm takes me.
How is this even happening?
It shouldn’t even be possible for me to allow myself to be coming from a man I just met giving me oral. That’s way too intimate. But it is happening, and it feels as if the top of my head is about to pop like the top of a volcano.
I collapse forward as Marlon lets me go, panting and sucking air deep into my lungs. But he doesn’t even give me two seconds to recover. He’s on me, flipping me over onto my back and mounting me.
Without hesitation, he drives his massive cock inside me.
I cry out as I feel him claim my innocence. There’s a feeling of resistance that gives way as he thrusts deep inside of me, not even giving me a moment to get used to him. He doesn’t even give me any kind of warmup or slow first couple of thrusts with that thing either. He just drives the entire thing in, which causes me to scream bloody murder like I’m being stabbed with a butcher’s knife.
He grins and clamps a sweaty palm over my mouth.
“Moans and screams are hot. But I don’t like having my eardrums blown out. Understand?”
Is this guy for real?
All I can do is nod, and Marlon removes his hand as he continues to thrust.
“You weren’t lying, gorgeous. That’s a tight, virgin hole, and goddamn does it feel good.”
I can barely even take it, and I realize as he grabs me by the hips and pulls me back to him that I’m inadvertently wriggling away from him on the bed.
“Holy shit,” I gasp. “How big are you?”
“You’ll get used to it,” he replies. “And you’ll absolutely love it. And then you’ll be begging me for more.”
I can feel it stretching me, hitting places I never even knew existed. I’m still buzzing from the orgasm that he gave me merely minutes ago, and taking his enormous cock is simply overwhelming. There’s really nothing I can do to participate. All I can do is lie back and take it–be his doll while he uses me.
The realization of that actually turns me on in a very strange way. I know it shouldn’t but it does. It really does.
Marlon wants me. He wants me badly.
I can see it in his eyes. I can feel it in the way he’s holding me, the way he’s fucking me, in the way he seems to have a disregard for how he may hurt me with his cock but how he also just went out of his way to pleasure me.