Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“I don’t have a sex addiction, but I am addicted to you. Come here… Nobody’s going to know. Trust me.”
He slid off his shirt and tossed it aside, not missing her laser focus on his abs. He folded the large blanket over their legs, covering half of their bodies. She rested flat on her back while he turned onto his side, placing his leg over her body under the blanket and snuggling against the crook of her neck. He slowly closed his eyes, drifted one arm beneath the blanket, and slipped his hand into her loose white shorts, then into her panties. Soft, wavy pubic hair rubbed against his fingertips as he drifted lower until he rested at her moist valley.
He could see her chest rising and falling as he slipped two fingers between her silken lips, gliding them against the soft and tender folds.
“Damn, baby… pussy so wet already…”
He became breathless when she turned slightly towards him, sliding her hand down his chest, then inside his pants. He opened his legs a bit wider to give her better access. She gently stroked his dick, working him quickly into a full erection. Their lips pressed against one another’s while ‘Both Sides of the Moon,’ by Celeste, made the soundtrack to their love. Her fingers dragged beneath his underwear… a warm, soft, bare touch on his lifeforce. His dick twitched in anticipation. She sighed as her valley’s sultry wetness resulted from his ministrations.
“Feels good, baby?” he asked, knowing the answer yet still wanting to hear it.
“Yes… so, so good…” she cooed softly.
They moved slowly, their hips bucking ever so slightly in reciprocated affection. She trailed her lips alongside his shoulder as he delved his fingers within her damp chasm. Warm breath bathed his skin as her breathing became labored. A series of slow, needy, deep thrusts of his digits sent her voice to a higher octave. The blanket barely moved and yet, so much action, friction and motion continued beneath the soft, thick fabric. The sweet breeze stirred her dark brown waves and picked up the scent of her perfume, pitching it gently in his face with a burst of floral essence.
“Turn me loose for a second, and just concentrate on your own pleasure,” he whispered.
He kissed the tip of her nose, and she smiled. Eyes closed, she breathed harder, resting her forehead against his.
“Let go… let it come. I want my fingers to be soaking wet… I want you to orgasm so hard, Brown Sugar, that it feels like a waterfall gushing in my hand.” Light, airy whimpers of ecstasy escaped her mouth as he went faster and faster, thrusting his fingers within her and circling her clit with the pad of his thumb. She shuddered and he kissed her forehead while still plunging his fingers within her wetlands. As she exploded, she buried her face in his chest, hiding her expression of hot, carnal delight. When she settled, she grabbed his dick again, jerking it as they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes.
“I love the feel of your big, long, warm dick in my hand… and your big balls, too…”
He swallowed harshly, not daring to blink. She turned him on so much, and he wanted her to see how good she was making him feel.
“I like that,” he groaned. “Feels good. Keep rubbing my dick like that.”
“You gonna cum for me, baby?”
“Mmm hmmm,” he whispered in her ear. “…Keep strokin’ me… harder… harder… yeah… yes, like that!”
“Imagine it in my mouth, baby… You love how I suck it…”
“Mmm hmmm! I love how you touch me, baby… and how you suck my dick… you take it deep down your throat… ugh… yesss… I wanna submerge my dick deep inside of you!”
She suddenly released him and disappeared beneath the blanket. His eyes strained when he felt her soft hands around the base of his dick, and her hot, wet mouth engulfing him, soon sucking on his shaft.
“Ahhh… FUCK…you’re going to make me cum… I’m ’bout to cum… Uh…” He tried to watch his volume, praying his voice didn’t carry and bring attention to their situation.
Releasing him, she burst back up out of the blanket, then cupped the head of his jerking cock as he squirted his buttery expulsion into her palms, like a catcher’s mitt.
“Ahhh… Ahhhhh…”
As he involuntarily jerked, his hips pivoting and rotating, she kissed his chin, then his cheek while he spent his last dime of cum against her working fingers.
“Ahhh… Shit, girl… That was a surprise…” He could barely catch his breath as he looked up at the pretty clouds floating by in the sky as she cleaned her hands with some wet wipes and hand sanitizer.
They lay there. Spent. Panting. Then laughing. He looked around, placed his finger against his mouth as if to say, “Shhhh…” and disappeared beneath the blanket.