Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Sighing, I twist a little beneath the sheets. I wish I could talk to someone, but who? The people I’m closest to in the world are right here, but Romy’s currently entangled in a sinful relationship with her stepfather, whereas my guardian hates my guts for some reason or other. My brow creases as I frown and I shut my eyes tightly. This is such a nightmare. I can’t wait until these two weeks are over, and I force myself to think of nothing while dropping off from the world.
Something touches my thigh and I jerk a bit, my eyes still closed as I dream about Stan. It was the most wonderful dream. He and I are in a meadow with sparkling green grass below us and tall trees shading our skin from the bright sunlight. Flowers tickle my fingertips, but most importantly, they grow in a circle around us, leaving my man and I to frolic on a patch of grass.
“You look beautiful,” Stan rasps, those blue eyes glued to my curvy form. I merely giggle while parting my thighs, holding my labia open to show him my pretty pink interior.
“Really? Do I look beautiful even on the inside?”
His blue eyes gleam brightly as he takes in my moist folds.
“Baby, you’re incredibly beautiful on the inside,” he rasps. “You’re gorgeous all over, and now I have to taste it.”
Then, Stan ducks his dark head between my legs and kisses my wet hole, slipping his tongue inside before pulling out to circle my clit a few times.
“Oh oh oh!” I cry out, breathless with pleasure. “Unnh, that feels so good!”
But that’s when I open my eyes because maybe I didn’t actually make any sounds, but there are definitely some “oh oh oh’s” and muffled moans in the cabin. Oh god, it’s Romy and George again. What time is it? Did they wake up in the middle of the night for more sex?
My eyes blearily open a bit, grumpy from being disturbed from my wonderful dream. I get that I’m a young woman and that sometimes, my fantasies have a fairy-tale like quality because who really enjoys having sex outdoors? Usually, there’s dirt everywhere (especially in your private parts) and the scorching sun can leave you with a burn. But none of that matters right now because sure enough, my friend and her stepdad are going at it again. It’s not quite dawn yet, judging from the darkness in the cabin, but it’s those grey hours before the sun comes up when the world’s asleep and everything’s peaceful.
Well, not peaceful in our case. Maybe Romy and George aren’t banging like animals right now, but he’s whispering in her ear as she lets out a muffled moan.
“Baby,” he rasps. “Your bottom this time, okay? I pumped your pussy full of semen last night, so let’s do something different today.”
Romy lets out another moan, but then I see her flip around on the mattress so she’s face down. Quickly, George mounts her from behind, his big body tenting the sheet over both of them, but then I hear him say, “Pull yourself open for me, baby. I want to see that pink anus as I drill it.”
Romy lets out another moan, and there’s some shuffling. Then, her legs split a bit further as she reaches around, pulling her big white moons apart for the man of the house’s pleasure.
“Like this?” she coos softly, looking at him with her cheek still pressed to the pillow. “Is this what you want Daddy?”
“It is,” he rasps, gazing down hungrily before letting out a hoarse moan. “Fuck you’re sexy.” But then he cups a big hand over her mouth and commands, “Spit.” Romy does as told, and then am I mistaken, or does the handsome businessman reach back and stroke the saliva over her anus? My friend merely moans, her eyes fluttering shut as her stepdad massages those sensitive pleats, lubing them up for his penetration. Then, he positions his dick at her opening and gently begins to press against that tight drum.
“There you go, baby,” he soothes. “You’re taking the head so well.”
My friend lets out an agonized whimper, her face scrunching on the pillow. But George continues to talk dirty, slowly edging his huge member in.
“Yeah, baby,” he rasps. “You’re so fucking filthy, giving Daddy your ass like this. Thank you, honey. You’re the best little girl there is.”
It’s then that something hard slips between my thighs, and I jolt. I was on my side, breathless, surreptitiously watching and listening to Romy and George’s sensuous anal session. I’d actually even stopped paying attention to Stan, although usually, I’m so aware of his huge form in the bed next to me. But something hard, stiff, and scorching hot has just slipped between the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs and I go completely still with shock.