Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55445 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Sarah’s breathing quickens and her fingers pump faster. I see her whole body flush and her knees start to shake.
Then, she pulls her fingers out of her pussy and licks them. Goddamn licks them.
Damien’s eyes are just as wide as mine, I’m sure. I’m not looking because Sarah is licking her pussy juices up with her eyes open and looking in my direction. My cock is crying out pre-cum, begging me to touch it, but no. I’m not going to bust a load in my trousers right now.
Pulling her fingers out of her mouth with a sweet little wet pop, my breath is utterly taken away at watching her sway to the little dance of her ecstasy.
Her lips part and she struggles to keep her eyes open as her breathing turns into huge inhales and exhales at the sensations.
“Oh, God, Damien, God I’m going to cum,” Sarah moans out. “I want you to lick my cum off my pussy, please, while TD watches,” Sarah cries out and moans with the tremors of her orgasm.
Damien swoops fucking in like a knight in a suit of armor (by Armani) and drops to his knees in front of her. “Sure thing, Sarah. You’re a good girl,” he groans and laps his tongue over her trembling pussy.
Goddamn.
Holy fuck.
She knows I’m watching.
And she pulled Damien right in like her pussy was a magnet. Well, it might as fucking well be because no one in their right goddamn mind would have denied such a sweet request.
Sarah let go. I realize this now. She went past the stress and found her solace in her own pleasure. And that connection she has with Damien? She called right on that when nothing was holding her back anymore.
While TD watches? Well fuck me running that was just the kind of touch that makes me proud to exist. I know she doesn’t know anything about me except the fact that I'm watching her. Damien would keep it all lock and key. No way if he’s not fucking her that he's giving her details about me. Damien’s always walking around with these painful erections and keeping his cock out of her.
Watching Sarah’s little face contort and her eyes roll back in her head as her pussy gets licked clean by Damien? This is the biggest test I’ve ever faced in my life. God fucking damn, she is completely in the moment. The sounds she makes are music, beautiful fucking music of her whimpering out an orgasm. Her legs are getting hit by an earthquake. Her hands go to her breasts and her nails dig into her skin. She’s gasping for some kind of hold and grasping herself for some kind of way to release all the tension within her. But there’s no escape from the unrelenting orgasm tearing through her.
Damien will grant her no mercy. Her body is craving this. Damien is quenching a nigh unquenchable thirst within her.
“That’s it, let go, Sarah,” I say aloud to no one but myself.
Damien and Sarah both ball themselves up and try to be good, but they need to let go. This little threesome of ours that’s coming, it's going to be exactly what they need. And of course, what I need. I found the perfect Madonna and Whore girl in Sarah. She’s a lustful creature with a purity of experience and soul. I want a girl who does both, what can I say?
Damien brings his mouth to her thighs, licking and biting and she starts to come down from the orgasm high. Each sensation he creates draws another cry from those perfect lips. Her legs quiver around him.
“Thank you,” she moans out.
“You took a big risk with that request, and I have to say,” Damien laughs against her skin, “it isn’t exactly the sort of thing I want to turn down.”
“Mmmmm,” Sarah says. She licks her lips.
“Were you thinking about me fucking you?” Damien presses.
Sarah freezes up for a second.
“Did you want to beg me and TD to fuck you so good that you can’t think about anything but coming?” Damien can’t help himself. The heat the three of us are feeling now is something that would rival the sun.
“I bet you’d love that. We could both fill you up so good you’d forget how to be nervous, Sarah.” Damien stands and strokes some of her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “You have nothing to fear. Nothing to be nervous about. Your body is perfect. Your pleasure is deserved. You have no idea how much of an effect you have on me. You’re perfect. You’re more than good. You’re perfect.” Damien’s voice is caught in his throat and he’s staring into her eyes.
She is holding a breath she inhaled since he touched her hair. Exhaling, she fists her fingers into his hair and pulls him in for a kiss. Tasting her perfect pussy on his lips. Her kiss is so sweet, so innocent, so needy.