Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
She pushes the straps over her shoulders, exposing a devastatingly sexy pink lace bra. I kiss and nibble a path from her throat, down to the valley of her lush, ample breasts. “God, I wanna fuck these glorious tits later.”
“First you have to pound my pussy until she weeps.”
I bite the swell on a groan. “I love your filthy, naughty mouth.”
“Good, because it’s only going to get naughtier the more hours we spend naked. Unless I’m choking on your cock or gargling your balls.” She shoves her hand down the front of my shorts and wraps her warm, soft fingers around my length.
I’m rock solid and ready to fuck.
“Knock, knock! It’s your friendly neighbor popping by!” A female voice singsongs from the other side of the door. It’s followed by a beat being rapped on the door.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I groan.
“Hellooooo! You left your keys in your car and your door open!” She trills again and follows with the same knocking beat.
My cock is raging.
“I’ll deal with this. Why don’t you give yourself a minute in the bathroom to handle things?” Skye releases my desperately hard cock, tucks it back in my boxers and gives it a there-there pat. “But don’t actually handle things. I want to do that.”
“My balls literally ache,” I gripe.
“I’ll give them a mouth massage later. After you slap them against my pussy. I’ll take care of the neighbor.”
I blow out a frustrated breath. “To be continued.” I wander down the hall, holding my aching junk while Skye pulls her dress back into place and fluffs her hair before throwing open the door.
“Howdy neighbor!” she exclaims.
I find a bathroom on the right and duck inside, but don’t close the door. The window is open, so I can listen to their conversation. I check out my cock. The head is an angry purple color, and the tip is weeping.
“Oh hi! I thought maybe you’d disappeared down to the lake. I live just next door. I wanted to stop by and introduce myself. Last week, the owners rented this place to a bunch of twenty-somethings, and they blasted awful music all week and all I could smell was the devil’s lettuce. You left your keys in your car.” A faint jingle follows.
“Thanks so much. My boyfriend has some gastrointestinal distress, and he made a mad dash to the bathroom. He’s lactose intolerant and I guess there was dairy in whatever he ate when we stopped for lunch. He’ll be tied to the porcelain throne for the next few hours. And you don’t have to worry about music or the devil’s lettuce. We’re celebrating our anniversary. After he recovers from the gastro issues, anyway. Nothing a little Pepto and a couple hours of scrolling nonsense on the internet while bowing to the porcelain throne won’t fix.”
“Oh. Right. Okay. Well, that’s…more than I really needed to know. I’ll just leave you to settle in. I hope your boyfriend feels better soon.”
“Once he exorcises the demons from his bowels, I’m sure he’ll be fine. Thanks for stopping by!”
The door closes and I catch some muttering, but not the content as our nosy neighbor treks back through the trees to her own place.
I step into the hallway in time to watch Skye’s dress drop to the floor. “Now where were we?”
“By the sound of it, I’ll be in the bathroom for the next several hours.”
“We can absolutely have sex in the bathroom if that’s where you want to start.” She flicks the clasp on her bra. Her boobs bounce free as the straps slide down her arms.
“This hallway looks good to me.” I pop the button on my shorts and shove them down my thighs, boxer briefs and all.
Skye shimmies out of her panties.
I yank my shirt over my head and toss it on the floor.
Skye sighs. “My God, you are every fantasy I’ve ever had and more. Bring that dick over here so I can hop on and go for a joy ride.”
I do a half squat, grab her by the ass, and hoist her up. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she scrambles for purchase and she tries to hook her legs around my waist, but she kicks the wall.
“Ow! Fuck!”
“Are you okay?” I readjust my grip.
“Just clumsy. I’ll be fine. Let’s get this fuck party started. I better have a hard time walking by the end of the weekend.”
“I can absolutely make that happen.”
She hooks one arm around my neck and gropes between us with her free hand. Her fingers wrap around my aching cock and we both groan. “My pussy is ready for one hell of a pounding.”
“God, I love your filthy mouth,” I grunt.
“You can fuck it later,” she promises.
She runs the head over her clit and lines us up. We stopped using condoms a couple months in because Skye has an IUD. I loosen my hold and she sinks down, encasing me in velvety, wet warmth.