Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Hi, Mr. Thompson,” she murmurs, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. “Am I late?”
A weird choked noise comes out of my throat, but I manage to step aside, ushering her into the living room.
“No, you’re fine, honey. Welcome to my humble abode.”
She walks and gasps while looking around.
“Well, I don’t think ‘humble’ is the right word,” she titters, a bit nervously. “I mean, this place has to be five times the size of my apartment! And goodness, look at that view!”
After all, the Strip is now lit up in all its glory, and we both wander to the floor to ceiling windows to take in the dazzling display. It’s almost too much. There’s a Ferris wheel going round and round next door, its spokes and wheel done up in rainbow lights, and Dane Merovingian, that fucker, recently kitted out his hotel with a waterfall display that changes colors while pulsing to the beat. It’s enough to make an epileptic go insane.
But I don’t care about that right now.
“So, are you ready?” I ask in a low voice, coming up behind Tanya to place my hands on her waist. God, she’s tiny and my fingers almost touch themselves as they encircle that narrow circumference. I hear her take a deep breath, but then the gorgeous brunette turns in my arms and gently snakes her hands around my neck.
“Yes, Mr. Thompson,” she mewls. “Let’s get to it.”
That’s all the invitation I need. Maybe it was just yesterday that I learned of her existence, and yet, I feel like I’ve been waiting a whole lifetime to get close to this sassy woman.
“I—” she gasps as I push her dress up until it’s bunched up around her waist before locking my mouth onto hers. She’s startled at first, but then melts against me as I walk us both over to the huge couch.
“Lie back, honey,” I rasp, pulling away for a moment to rip off my shirt. “Just enjoy yourself.”
She nods, watching with huge eyes as I rid myself of my pants as well, and it’s then that the pretty girl gasps, her eyes falling to my cock.
“Mr. Thompson,” she says in a choked voice. “You might be too big for me. Even if we’re just doing the Mormon Dick Soak.”
I rumble deep in my chest, fisting the huge tool. A bead of come pearls at the tip, dropping lightly to form a long string before it hits the carpeting.
“No, it’s fine,” I rasp. “You’ll be fine, honey, I promise. You’re young and young pussy always stretches, so it’ll feel good.”
She blinks at me as that huge bosom heaves with anticipation. Her nips are tight against the fabric, and I can tell she’s aroused by the way she spreads her legs immediately, her back already arching as she lets out a deep sigh. Oh fuck. There’s a glimmer of pink beneath the short hem, and I realize that Tanya didn’t wear any panties. Her pussy is completely bare for me and already coated in a layer of cream from her arousal.
“You want it, don’t you?” I intone in a deep voice.
She nods shyly.
“I’m excited for this,” her acknowledges in a whisper. “I’ve been thinking about this a lot and I want to feel you inside me,” she breathes, hitching up her dress even further so that her pussy comes fully into view. Oh shit, it’s glistening and so swollen already. Tanya, however, is anything but a good girl because she raises her knees up a bit before pulling the folds of her cunt open, showing me those ruby red insides and huge, stiff clit.
“This is all for you, Mr. Thompson,” she breathes as her little hole pulses. “Take what belongs to you.”
I growl, my cock streaming fluid now. Quickly, I maneuver myself between those thick thighs and then rub the tip of my shaft between the folds of her cunt a few times to get it nice and wet. She lets out a soft moan as I line myself up with her entrance, pressing at her sweet opening.
“Oohhh,” she breathes, her lashes falling shut. I lean forward to kiss that pretty pout then.
“I’ve been thinking about this a lot too, sweetheart,” are my raspy words. “There’s nothing that I want more than to feel just how sweet you are on the inside.”
Tanya moans, soft and melodious, but the sound is soon cut off and replaced by a sharp, indrawn gasp as I push my way inside that tender wetness, no longer able to hold myself back. My fingertips dig into her waist as I force myself to hold still, leaning down and resting my forehead against her chest. Tanya pulls down the cups of her cocktail dress, freeing those huge tits, and I latch onto one with my mouth. Fuck, she tastes good and the woman moans deliriously as I suckle hard.