Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
I was hard in my boxers, so thick and ready that the thin material could barely contain me. A wet spot had soiled the front of the fabric, a sign of arousal I wouldn’t want to hide even if I could. My hand pushed my boxers down so my cock could appear, long and throbbing for the woman in front of me.
She glanced at him before she looked me in the eye again.
My hands cupped both of her tits, and I massaged them hard, caressing them intimately in my hands. My fingers tested the firmness, and my thumbs flicked over her hard nipples. I’d been obsessed with all of her since the moment I laid eyes on her, but her tits, in particular, were exquisite. She had such a petite rib cage with such a busty chest. The lack of proportion made her more desirable. “I love your tits.” I flattened her against the wall as my hands continued to grip her anxiously. “I’ll tit-fuck them eventually.” I would love to slide my big cock through those lubed boobs. I would love to come all over her face and neck, to remind her who owned her.
My boxers slid to the floor, and I pressed farther up against her, my lips so close I could almost touch hers. My cock pressed into her stomach, and the precome oozing from my tip smeared against her warm skin. My hands kept groping her tits, feeling her pulse under her skin. I felt her chest rise and fall as her breathing quickened, as the arousal erased all the rage she felt toward me.
“Have you ever been tit-fucked, sweetheart?” It seemed like all she’d ever done was give a blow job. The boys before me weren’t man enough to go down on her, to treasure these perfect tits in their big hands. She was so inexperienced, and that turned me on like crazy. I’d already popped her cherry, but everything else was just as enjoyable.
“No.”
I squeezed both of her tits as I leaned in and kissed her. I gave her a searing-hot kiss, a warning of what I wanted to do with her once I got her on the bed. I loved watching her underneath me, her tits shaking and her eyes filled with tears. But now I wanted to fuck her in a new way, on her hands and knees with her ass in my face. I wanted to stare at her asshole as I pushed my dick deep inside her.
As our kiss escalated, she arched her back and pressed her tits farther into my hands. Her fingers wrapped around my length, and she jerked me off slightly, spreading the lubrication from my tip down to my base. There was enough of it that she could easily glide her hand up and down, squeezing my length with the perfect pressure.
She was so inexperienced but so talented at the same time.
I gripped her waist and guided her to the bed. “On your hands and knees.”
She crawled onto the bed then looked at me over her shoulder, her cunt gleaming with her slickness.
I didn’t bring lube with me, so hopefully that pussy was wet enough to make this happen. I’d fucked her enough times that she should be stretched out, but she still usually produced a few tears when I was inside her. I’d never heard of a woman taking this long to break in, but I was enjoying it. Once she finally acclimated to my size, she would never want another man. Any other dick would be much too small in comparison. She would never be satisfied.
I licked my palm and spread it over the head of my cock so I would have slick entrance. “Open your legs wider.”
She stretched her knees apart on the bed.
“Arch your back.”
She pressed her stomach toward the mattress and lifted her ass to the sky.
“Perfect.” I wrapped her hair around my fist before I gripped the back of her neck. Then I pressed the head of my cock slowly into her opening, feeling the moisture surround me the instant I was inside. “Fuck…” It didn’t matter how many times I fucked her. I could never get used to how incredible she felt. She had the most amazing pussy in the world. I slowly pushed farther into her, trying to get all the way inside that tight channel.
She resisted me like always, probably because she didn’t have any lube this time. She breathed harder as she felt me deeper, felt me stretch her wide apart. No matter how many times I took her, she would probably never be able to take me in a single thrust. She simply wasn’t anatomically inclined to do it.
I pushed farther inside, listening to the way she breathed in response.
She started to moan, either from pleasure or pain.