Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“Here you go,” I say politely. He nods his head a little and grabs the bottle before taking a long swig.
“Ah!” he sighs with satisfaction before letting out a big belch. “Must be those Cheetos that I had on the way up,” he says, rubbing at his belly. “Hot Cheetos always do that to me.”
I stare at him. Seriously, this is really getting gross. I can even smell the Hot Cheetos in the air from his burp, and revulsion is rising in my throat. But then my inner voice reminds me to keep my eyes on the prize, and I take another deep breath, trying to calm myself. I’m just about to turn around to go back to unpacking our luggage when suddenly, Vinnie reaches one long arm out, and wends it about my waist before pulling me down to the couch again.
“Hey pretty girl,” he snickers. “Ready for some sexy times?”
The smell of Hot Cheetos is overpowering from this distance, but before I can say anything, he presses his lips against my own, practically forcing my mouth open to push his tongue inside. It slides like a huge slug down my throat, and I let out a muffled “oomph” as I’m partially suffocated.
“Calm down,” he breathes, his breath hot on my cheek. “I know you like it.” Oh god. His kiss tastes strongly of the beer that he just drank, and again, the Hot Cheetos stench is overpowering. But I try to smile because maybe this is it. Will we finally do the dirty? Vinnie smiles, as if reading my mind, and his hands move around my body awkwardly, as if he doesn’t know what to do with them. Then, he rubs my elbows and knees, groaning as his pelvis grinds between my legs.
“You like that?” he mutters. “Shit, you’re hot, baby girl.”
“Um—”
I’m thankful this time when he cuts me off with a kiss.
“Yes, I think so,” he moans. “It’s time, sweetheart.”
My pulse races. Is it really time? Will I get my ass cherry popped? Sure enough, Vinnie grunts and pulls away from our kiss in order to tug my pants off. It’s an awkward struggle because the denim is stiff and my hips are wide, but finally, he gets them off so that I’m clad only in my panties, socks and a heavy sweater.
“Is it time for what we were talking about, Vinnie?” I ask in what I hope is a sexy mewl as he climbs back onto the couch next to me.
“Sure is, pretty girl,” he simpers before running a hand down the back of my thong to tap at that secret space between my cheeks. “You ready for it?”
My breath comes fast because finally, finally, my opportunity has arrived. Maybe I’ll be doing it with a man who’s not my first choice, but at least I’ll get some experience under my belt because I’ve heard amazing things about back door love, and I can’t wait.
3
Janelle
I appreciate Vinnie’s enthusiasm—really, I do—but right now, he’s not exactly the sexiest guy in the world. As he ruts between my legs, letting out weird groaning sounds, he licks my cheek in an attempt to be sexy. But it reminds me more of an overeager puppy, and I sigh while sinking back into the couch cushions.
After all, sex with Vinnie is never that great even though he’s always alluding to the boat load of girls that he was with before me. Really? If you’re in the triple-digits when it comes to partners, then why do you often ejaculate prematurely? Why do you seem so unsure sometimes, getting lost in that territory between my asshole and pussy? But more often than not, he’ll let out a loud groan and head to the bathroom to get washed up soon after he comes. Then I have to spend the next few minutes trying to get myself off under the covers.
But at least today, we’ll be doing something new. Vinnie gets me out of my clothes so that I’m totally nude, and moves on from licking my cheek. Instead, he puts his mouth on my tit and starts licking and slurping my nipple, while fondling my other breast with his hand. His thumb occasionally rubs over my nipple, and honestly, it feels good. His movements are still a little awkward, but at least it’s something.
I let out a quiet moan as I brush my fingers through his hair. “Vinnie?”
“Hm?” he hums.
“Do you want to take your clothes off now?”
He pops off my nipple and smirks at me with drool dribbling down his chin. I try not to cringe as I smile right back at him.
“Funny you should mention it. I wanted to introduce something new to our sex life, so just wait here one second,” he says, clambering off the couch and jogging over to his bag. I watch with furrowed brows as he digs around in his pack for quite some time before finally pulling out a white lab coat and putting it on.