Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
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Jaxxon
Months Later
“Fuck, pull off.” She laughed and kept riding my cock, milking my shit for all it was worth. I was too far gone to give a fuck either way as I felt my seed explode inside her.
“Yes Jaxxon, harder.” Greedy fuck. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard as fuck on my dick that was still spewing like a geyser.
When she dropped her head onto my chest and her pussy stopped twitching on my meat, I pulled her head back and kissed the fuck out of her. That only started her shit up again, so I let her ride the last of the cum from my balls.
“You’re gonna fuck around and get yourself bred I keep telling you.” I slapped her little ass and helped lift her off my monster. It never ceased to amaze me how one little girl could handle so much cock.
She hummed in her throat and got down on her knees between my feet and licked her juices off my cock. And to think just a few short months ago she was cherry.
She had some fun trying to suck my dick back to its full twelve and a half, but my eye was on the clock. “Cut that shit out, you gotta get back to class.” She did that whining shit that always makes me putty in her hands and shook her ass as her head went down.
Fine. I wrapped her hair around my fist and throat fucked her until she gagged. Then pulling out, I turned her around on her hands and knees right there on the carpeted floor and fucked into her.
“Ugh, Jaxxon.” She knows I like that fuck hurt tone in her voice, that it makes me do her harder, which is exactly what the little bitch wanted.
I sunk my dick deep and let her ride her pussy on and off until she was creaming. “You ready?” I can’t fuck her in this position the way I want to unless she’d cum and cum hard first.
At her nod, I grabbed her hair with one hand and held her hip with the other before starting a deep stroke into her belly.
She fucking howled and begged for her pussy, but I didn’t let up, I know my little angel loves this shit. The sight of her pale ass and the long arch of her back was enough to bring me off again and I reached around for her clit to take her with me.
“Cum for me baby.” That was all it took. My voice in her ear whispering softly and she shook and jerked all over my cock as she came. I slid out and put just the tip of my cockhead into her too tight ass and offloaded in there. Couldn’t risk cumming in her pussy too often and I knew for a fact her period was two weeks away, which meant she was prime for a breeding.
Not that I wouldn’t love to breed my little girl, I would like nothing better, but the timing was off, not to mention the fact that if anyone knew what the fuck we were up to there’d be hell to pay.
You see, I have no right fucking this particular teenager, not because she’s underage, because she’s not. I waited until she hit eighteen before taking her to my bed. But the good folks of our little town might take umbrage at the fact that my dad was married to her mom.
My history is a long fucked up and drawn out one. Filled with many hills and valleys if you will. When I was sixteen I left home, too fucking tired of my old man and his restrictions. I was a know it all, snot nosed kid with a chip on his shoulder.
My mom had passed and dad decided to bury himself in work, only picking that father shit up when it was time to scold me for some shit that I wouldn’t have done in the first place if he’d been doing his job.
For the first year I fucked around the country on my ride, just taking in shit and getting my education on the road. I had money from mom and my grandparents, some of which I couldn’t touch until I came of age, but I had enough to see me through.
I didn’t look my age, so that and a couple fake IDs I’d procured in the last year before leaving home had got me in and out of where I needed to be. I was a free-living, pussy loving teen on the open road with no one to tell me no.
A year later I was tired of the road and wanted home, but I couldn’t come back the way I’d left. I was a man now, even though I was barely eighteen. Instead I enrolled myself in night classes, got my high school diploma and then went to college.