Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
“Ohhh goodness,” I giggle. “I didn’t know you were so hard.”
By now, Julian’s whisked out his cock and it’s huge. The enormous rod is at least nine inches long and already gleaming slickly at the tip. But I merely giggle again before popping my other breast out and then lifting both nipples to my mouth so that I can suck at both teats simultaneously.
“Mmmm,” I coo breathlessly. “It’s good to have big boobies because I can taste myself. But the question is, Daddy, do you want a taste too?”
With that, Julian’s on me within a few seconds. He’s so fast that I don’t even realize he’s shifted, but suddenly, the huge, heavy weight of the alpha male has me pinned me to the couch as the hardness of his cock rubs into my thigh.
“Are you going to deliver on your promise, sweetheart?” he rasps, those blue eyes intense. “Or is this just a tease?”
I titter again, slowly rubbing my breasts against his chest.
“We always deliver at Club Z, Daddy,” I murmur in return. “Don’t you know that?”
Julian’s hardness jerks against my thigh as he lets out a throaty moan, and then the best night of my life begins.
3
Julian
* * *
Shit, this little blonde is so gorgeous, sassy, and unbelievably sexy too. She has no idea how I want to ravage her in the worst of ways, and I have a feeling she’d run screaming for the hills if she did.
But this is a nice change because honestly, I didn’t even feel like coming to tonight’s Club Z event. The whole routine is starting to get old, so my response is fuck that shit. The same thing happens each and every time. Show up, meet a girl, fuck her, and then rinse and repeat. I’m not saying it’s terrible or that the Richmonds don’t deliver. After all, the women at Club Z are delectable and I’ve never even used the same girl twice. But anything can get old with time, so I’d been considering giving tonight a miss.
But now I’m glad I didn’t. The little blonde beneath me is everything I need and as she pants, her curves brush ever so slightly against my hardened chest and stiff cock. Does she know what she’s doing to me? Evidently so because Lindy giggles and then reaches down to inch her skirt up.
“Look Daddy,” she coos. “I have something special for you.”
Sure enough, the velvet hem slides upwards and damn, but her thighs are glistening with sweet cream. But Lindy’s not done yet. She giggles again and inches her skirt up even more until the swollen, ripe sweetness of her pussy peeks through.
“No panties, baby?” I rasp.
“No, not tonight,” she mewls. “This is all for you, big boy.”
That does it. I want to fuck this girl right side up, and then fuck her inside out. Yeah, my mind’s so lustful at this point that I don’t care if my metaphors don’t make sense. She’s getting it deep tonight, she just doesn’t know how yet.
But Lindy’s a woman of the world, and she coos again while trailing a tongue along my square jaw.
“Do you want to stay here or do you want to go upstairs?” she whispers devilishly. “I’m good with whatever you like.”
I consider for a moment. Of course, my toy bag’s upstairs as well as the huge oak bed equipped with restraints. But as I look around the club, the debauchery turns me on. There’s a redheaded woman not fifteen feet away, giggling as she climbs up her lover while pulling her panties to the side. She slides her slit over his tongue and then throws her head back with a deep-throated sigh as he licks and sucks her juices. The golden globes of her bottom bounce, her asshole covered only by the thin strip of her red g-string. Right next to them, a man’s got his head thrown back as two girls share his cock, both slobbering madly. I see one woman slide her hand down and into the ass crack of the other, giggling as she begins an anal fingering.
Fuck, that’s rancid and I want to see more.
“We’ll stay here,” I rasp. “Do you mind?”
Lindy giggles, her big breasts bouncing.
“Not at all, big boy. That’s my thing, actually.”
My eyes go flinty.
“Good. Then take off your dress.”
I lean back to give the sensuous woman space, and immediately Lindy obeys. She wiggles out of the black velvet and removes her bra too, so that those luscious curves are clad only in thigh-high sheer stockings and fuck-me heels.
“Mmm, very nice,” I rumble appreciatively, my eyes roving over her form. But Lindy doesn’t stop there. She leans back and props her heels on the edge of the couch before pressing her knees wide, giving me a glimpse of the promised land. Then she snakes one palm between her thighs and gently rubs them over her pussy before pulling the pink open. Oh fuck, she’s incredibly wet and her hole literally pulses, as if begging to be filled.