Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
I drop my hand around her and let my fingers push down toward her tits. With a little bit of effort, I can just brush her right nipple.
Aurora looks at me and licks her lips.
“Lucky for you,” I continue, “I’m an expert at not getting bored at the opera.”
“Really?” She’s breathing hard, as if she’s just run a hundred meters.
Slowly, I take my hand away and change my tactic. The expression in her face speaks volumes.
The long skirt of her dress means I have to simply push it up and out of the way. Lucky for me, our private box is out of anyone else’s eye sight. No one will be able to see the now exposed leg of my sex goddess.
“I mean, tonight should be all about you. So please let me know if at any stage you feel you’re being distracted, and I’ll stop.”
My lips find her earlobe and start to suck on it. Instead of a reply, Aurora lets out a muffled moan. She throws her head back a little.
Below us, Carmen and her friends are entertaining officers.
With absolute care, I let my hand slowly travel along the inside of her leg, barely touching her skin. My finger just hovers as it moves upwards.
Her thong is already wet. One feel with my finger, and I know she soaking.
Good.
“So, my little fucking vixen,” I murmur and see a shiver run down her neck and back. “Ah, you like a little dirty talk?” I chuckle and push her panties out of the way.
Her eyes close, and her hips push forward in her seat toward my hand.
I retreat. No point rushing this. I mean, this is an opera in four acts.
“So, tell me little fucking slut, do you like it when I do this?”
My index finger and thumb squeeze her clit hard before I quickly release it.
“Ooh” is all she says.
“Mm, I’m not sure I speak that language. Let me try again and see what response I get this time.”
When I repeat the movement, I feel her body tense a little.
“So, let me guess, you like it when I do this?” And I squeeze her clit hard a third time.
“Yes,” she whispers. “Yes,” she stops. “I…please…”
In my pants, my fucking massive cock is about to have a breakdown. It’s rock hard and ready for action.
All in good time. I’ve got all fucking night.
To change my tactic a little, I use my fingers to push into her. Slowly, I go in as far as I can. Again, her pelvis thrusts forward to meet me.
“I can see you also like it when I do this.”
Now I curl my fingers over and push against her G-spot. Aurora’s biting her lip, her body quivering.
If I keep going, she’ll come very soon.
“Tell me, Aurora,” I smother her neck in butterfly kisses in between my words. “Are you ready to come at the opera? You can climax before it’s all over. Do you want to come before the fat lady sings?”
Her eyes find mine. I lean forward and push my mouth onto her lips. We kiss long and deeply, all while my fingers are rubbing rhythmically inside her.
I want her to come. I want her to come all over her elegant fucking dress. I want her to remember this night for a very long time.
We’re locked together in this kiss for what seems like hours. Below us, the scene moves on, but we don’t pay any attention. Right now, we’re in our own opera—a sex opera.
Act I, and Aurora is about to come. I can feel the walls of her pussy tightening, and she’s clutching onto my fingers.
At the same time, our tongues are engaged in an act of intimacy. If I could, I would fucking devour her.
She comes in an almighty explosion. Her body tenses before she erupts and unleashes her juices around my hand, and her cream threatens to stain her velvet dress.
I love the way I’m looking right into her eyes when she has her first orgasm.
When I pull my fingers out, she grabs my hand and brings it to her face. At first, I’m not quite sure of her intention—and then she leans forward and licks her own juices off my fingers.
My cock inside of my pants threatens to break out and rip my trousers at the seam. If I don’t do something for my cock, things might get real ugly.
“If my fucking cock doesn’t get some pussy soon, I can’t be held responsible for what might happen.” I murmur into her ear.
With innocent, wide eyes, she stares at me.
“Really?” Now a wicked little grin spreads across her face. She extends her hand and puts it on my crotch. “Oh, dear. It does feel rather urgent, doesn’t it?”
The warmth of her hand spreads right through me. My cock throbs, and I think I’m going to come in my pants right here, right now.