Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby, fuck!”
But the thing is that I’m a dirty man, and I like things a certain way. Even though she’s squelching wetly around me, I meant what I said at the hotel. I want her ass, and I want it now.
I pause for a moment to look down at her, blue eyes glowing. But Nella’s a professional, and she can intuit my needs.
“Yes Paul,” she says throatily. “If you want, you can put it in my ass.”
With that, I withdraw, my member throbbing and slick with her fluids.
“Are you sure, baby?”
She nods, hitching her knees up all the way to her ears so that her brown button is exposed. The sight captivates me, and I groan low in my chest before reaching to stroke those dark pleats with one hand.
“Yes, Daddy, I’m sure,” she mewls. “This is all for you.”
Then, she reaches down and pulls her bottom cheeks apart while winking that buttonhole at me. That’s all the invitation I need. I spit in my hand and stroke her asshole gently, getting it lubed and ready.
“This is going to feel good,” I rasp. “I promise.”
She squeals a bit as I line my huge head up with her dark star and begin to press. Her eyes close and her head tilts backwards, that perfect profile raised to the sky.
“Mmmmm!”
“You can do it,” I growl with encouragement. “Just relax down there and it’ll go in.”
She takes a deep breath and does as I instruct. Then, her sphincter eases for just a moment, and with an audible pop, I slide deeply into her bowels.
“Fuuuuck,” is my throaty moan. “Oh shit!”
The rhythm begins again, and it’s even better this time around. Nella takes me like the professional she is, and I’m balls deep within a few seconds. Her anal canal is tight and she squeezes me until my brain feels like it’s going to explode.
“You feel so good,” I pant. “Oh yeah.”
She moans, tugging at her nipples as her asshole clenches me feverishly.
“Mmm, Daddy! More!”
I become an animal then, drilling into her like a man possessed. But Nella can take it. She accepts my length, again and again, until we burst together in an explosion of fireworks.
“Oh shit!” I roar, my balls pumping hard into her rectum. Hot lashes of seed jet into her back end even as the woman beneath me cries out with her own climax. Her pussy and asshole seize simultaneously, pumping me for more as I fill her with male jism.
“Ohhh Paul,” she gasps breathlessly. “Yes!”
After a few moments of incredible ecstasy, we begin to float back down to reality. Holy shit, did this really happen? Did this woman just give me everything within ten minutes of shedding her dress?
But evidently, professionals do it best because Nella smiles coyly at me as I withdraw. A long, dangly string of semen connects my tip to her back end, and she giggles before breaking it with her finger and lifting it to her mouth.
“Did you like that Daddy? Is that what you were expecting?”
My eyes flare as I look hotly at her.
“Oh sweetheart, I more than liked it. I loved it, and guess what? There’s more coming.”
With that, we descend into the next round of lovemaking, frenzied and passionate. Who knew a blind date could turn out like this? I was expecting the worst, but instead, I’ve been handed the best experience of my life.
4
Nella
I wake up to the touch of soft silk on my skin. White sheets lie weightlessly over my nude body, and I start with surprise. Then, I roll my head to the side and blink. The pillow is still dented where Paul’s head must have been, and I look around his room, feeling somewhat surprised at how charming the place is.
I must admit, I expected his apartment to be a bit of a disaster. I was anticipating the likes of a shabby bachelor pad with a pile of dirty laundry shoved off into the corner of the master bedroom. But I have to give him props. He has extremely good taste when it comes to interior design, not to mention that his room is even cleaner than my own. The bedspread is an immaculate white, and the grey carpet is at once soothing and dynamic. Plus, his furniture is sleek, modern, and yet comfortable too. Very nice.
The bold smell of brewing coffee hits my nose and my stomach growls. I sure hope he’s making us breakfast out there because I’m starving! Raising my hands over my head, I stretch languorously, cataloging the aches and pains from last night. I’m actually a little sore from our passionate lovemaking last night, and the slight sting between my legs makes me wince. But it’s a good wince because my body was used hard, just the way I like it.
After all, even though I’m an escort, I’ve never had a guy handle me like that during sex before. Paul was aggressive, but in a really good way. He knew exactly what to do with me and how to move me around. He had a sixth sense about where he needed to touch or stroke, including where to hit inside. Sex last night was unlike anything else I’ve ever experienced, and my body is buzzing just thinking about it.