Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I sink my hands deeper into her thighs, push my face forward, and then… Nobody has ever experienced anything like this. It’s a profound sense that I’m exactly where I belong, licking this hole, this perfect, young, unclaimed slit.
No, that’s wrong. I’m claiming it, claiming her. I was made for being here with her as she empties her lust, squirting into my mouth.
“Ah, ahhhh,” she moans. “It’s d-different than last night.”
“You’re bloody squirting for me,” I growl, slipping a finger into her slit to coax more sloppy juices out of her.
“Is that… ah… g-g-g-gah-gah…”
I get the question even as she trails off into orgasmic bliss.
“It’s perfect,” I roar, not just g-g-g-gah-good.
All her lust pours out, spreading over my tongue. Then I lean back and finger fuck her slit so that her body talks to me, making wet noises as she showers the sheets in her desire.
“Taste yourself.”
She glances at my dick. I’m so hard that I’m pointing straight up, my long length thick and bulging.
“Will you like that?” she moans.
“Suck your wet release off my fingers,” I snarl.
She does as I ask, grabbing my wrist and sucking, and then laughs.
“Okay, that didn’t taste the best, but I think I passed the test, huh?”
I smirk, standing and stroking her wetness and saliva over my cock, mixing it with my precome until I’m slick and ready to blow.
“You did. Now lie back and open your legs.”
“Like this?”
She lies on her back, opens her legs, and pushes her tits together. My voice shudders as I ask, “You’re trying to drive me crazy, aren’t you?”
“It feels so amazing, being wanted by you.”
“Wanted? I need you. You’re my obsession.”
I lean over her, grab my thick, hard cock, and guide my tip to her clit. Her eyes widen virgin-shy as I press forward, pushing her lips open with my bulging tip. Every shred of attention I have goes to the feeling of her hot entrance clutching me tightly. She whimpers, clawing onto my arms.
“You’re too big.”
“You can take it.”
“Do you really think so?”
She stares up, biting her lip, and then I smile. So does she. Fuck, she’s doing it on purpose, the lip biting and everything else. She knows how to make me wild like I can make her squirt, and I still taste her.
I’m going deeper now, her walls kissing every inch of my cock, and then clutching tightly onto my base. She bites her lip, but not simply to entice me this time. She’s taut with tension like she might ask me to stop any second, but slowly, a smile spreads across her face. It’s a dreamy smile, as though she’s surprised by it.
“Oh, Tommy…”
“Yeah?” I growl, shifting slightly, sliding my dick out but being careful. I won’t be able to hold myself back for long. Her nineteen-year-old pussy feels like it was made for me, tight and ready to be fucked and owned by me.
“Hmm-mm.” She nods, rubbing her tits again, her small hands lightly playing with her nipples. “I’m just… doing what feels right.”
“Good girl,” I growl.
I slide out slowly, my eyes locked on her perfect tits and then her face as pleasure dances through her. When I push in again, she moans and nods, her hands dropping to the side. She claws onto the sheets, pushing her hips down as though wanting to meet me in the middle.
The pressure point erupts between us as my cock thrusts into her. Then I start pounding her pussy like the animal I am, the animal she’s unleashed in me, sweat sliding down my body, glistening as we rock together. She gasps, staring up at me, nodding over and over like she wants me to keep going. Her breasts ripple with each thrust, the shimmer of her curviness almost enough to force me to erupt.
There’s seed constantly at the head of my cock, trying to burst out each time I feel her deep insides kissing the tip. Her walls clutch my base in a burning hand, stroking me with each thrust. How she takes it gets me the hottest. It’s like the video, her nerves warring with her confidence, her moans containing all those first-time emotions. She knows she’s giving it to me, not just the sex, but the rest of our lives, too. Forever.
I lean down, giving us more skin-on-skin contact. She wraps her arms around me and breathes heavily into my neck. This drives me to pound her pussy even harder because it turns her moans sweet and hungry and ready for more. She bites onto my shoulder when I push the movement into overdrive. The mattress whines. She bites firmer, clawing her fingernails down my back.
“Come on my cock,” I growl. “Cream all over my dick. Let my body know how badly you want a future, a family. Your pussy was… Made. For. Me.”