Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I see about a dozen of me dancing, leaning forward with my hands on my knees as I bounce my ass on Jason’s cock. My face is a mask of rapture, my eyes closed and my mouth open. My huge tits have half fallen half out of my top and are almost completely exposed. Jason is looking down at his hard shaft disappearing into my pussy, his eyes aroused as he bites his lip. I can’t believe how graphic these pictures are. It’s so incredible that all of this was captured.
“Wow, it’s in really high definition,” Janine whispers. She’s right. The throbbing veins on Jason’s cock are visible and the skin of his cock shimmers wetly with my juices. “You look so hot, like you’re in some filthy rap video,” she gasps, a note of admiration in her voice.
“It’s funny you say that,” I hum, “because that’s exactly what it felt like to me. Like I was in some kind of dirty porn almost.” I’m trembling slightly from the arousal these pictures are causing me, and the memory of that night.
In one of the pictures my pussy is in full view, the slick lips of my swollen vulva wrapped tightly around the girth of Jason’s staff. One of his hands has the material of my miniskirt bunched in his fist, up on my lower back. He’s leaning backwards slightly with his other hand by his side, watching my huge ass wobble as I grind on him. I’m in mid-thrust in this picture, his cock only half inside me. I think this picture must have been taken towards the end, when Jason was close to orgasm, because his balls look swollen and tight, like they’re ready to blow their load inside me.
But then, Janine keeps scrolling, and a new set of photos appears.
“Oh look, there’s you and Tucker!” I breathe.
“Ohhh,” Janine breathes, clicking through the pictures, “we look good.” And they do. Janine’s hair is all sexy and damp from sweat and is covering part of her face, and her mouth is open in a perfect, pornstar pout. Her huge boobs are falling out of her skimpy top and her legs are up around Tucker’s waist, exposing how his cock is sliding into her dripping pussy. In a couple of pictures, I can see his hands cupping her ass cheeks where he holds her as he fucks her up against the tent pole.
“Holy shit,” Janine whispers, her voice thick with lust. She’s feeling just as aroused as I am.
“This is crazy. I don’t even remember seeing anyone take pictures,” I whisper. “Do you?”
“No,” Janine snorts, “but someone could have pushed a camera right into my face with the flash on and I still wouldn’t have noticed. I was in another world.”
“Same, honestly,” I agree. “Oh my gosh,” I gasp anew, pointing to the screen. It’s a .mov file.
“Holy shit,” whispers Janine again, seeing it. “They filmed more?”
“Quick, open it!” I urge unnecessarily, because Janine is already clicking. The video file opens and starts playing.
The clip is of the part where I’m gripping my ankles. Jason enters me from the back, and I lift my face towards the camera for a moment, my eyes closed with ecstasy. As we watch, a long moan escapes my throat, almost like a grunt. But it’s not gross. It’s hot, and unbelievably arousing.
“Wow,” Janine exclaims breathlessly. “You can even see me and Tucker in the background.” It’s true too. Somehow, this angle captures all four of us, and I’m utterly speechless because both of our men look so hot, the way they’re so into us. Jason’s washboard abs are glistening with sweat where his shirt hangs open. My huge, wide ass is smacking and wobbling against his lower abs as I slide the tightness of my pussy along his enormous rod. Both Janine and I are moaning musically, our huge boobs swaying as we fuck our men.
Then, the video gets even more graphic. I see myself arch my back on the screen, and then cup my swaying boobs as Jason thrusts into me especially hard. I see his cock drilling into my pussy as I scream, orgasming like a banshee along with Janine and Tucker. Thick, glistening seed drips from both our pussies as our men continue to pump them full with hot, sticky loads.
“Wow,” my sister whispers. “Twin Fest was incredible.”
But then, a sudden gasp sounds out from behind us, and we turn around sharply in surprise. Standing at the doorway is our mother, pale as a sheet. Joan’s eyes are round with shock and she’s unable to peel them away from the screen where her twin daughters can be seen on their knees, licking sticky seed off their older boyfriends’ cocks, getting ready to go again.
“Mom?” I gasp in horror. “It’s not what it looks like, I swear!”