Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“Oohh!” she squeals quietly. “Unnnh.”
My girl is vibrating with pleasure, and I want to take her all the way. As a result, my lips latch onto her clit, and I begin alternately licking and sucking the hard nub as she writhes on the red stuffed sofa.
“Cameron,” she moans again, her eyes closed with delight. “Oh god, Mr. Savage.”
“Prop your knees up,” I command in a rasp from my station on the ground. “Give me everything you have.”
Slowly, her eyes open and she smiles wickedly again. Then, like a sweet sylph, she raises her knees so that each high heel is braced on the edge of the sofa, her pink folds out in the open for me to enjoy.
“Oh sweetheart, you look so beautiful like this,” I rasp, unable to take my eyes away from her gorgeous flower. Needless to say, my cock’s out now and dripping from the tip with need.
She giggles a bit and then pops one big breast out of the deep vee of her dress before leaning back and hitching her skirt up even more.
“It’s all for you, Mr. Savage,” she coos. “Give it to me.”
I know what she wants because we’re on the same wavelength when it comes to shared sensuality. I spit in my palm and then reach down and lube myself up. Slowly, I rise to my knees in front of her, probing her sweet slit with my pole.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
She smiles at me again, her breasts heaving.
“As ready as I’ll ever be. Oooh!”
Because I’ve done it. In one deep push, I’m cushioned in her wet depths and her walls squeeze me so tight.
“Fuck baby,” I gasp. “You’re tiny.”
Maddy writhes again on the couch as the music reaches ear-splitting levels.
“Give it to me, Mr. Savage!” she screams, her cries drowned out by the noise. “Unnh!”
With that, I pull out and then push in again, the deep squelching sounds masked out by the strains of Vivandot rising and cresting behind us. We come together in fury again and again, but this time, I want something different. I pull out and press my dripping tip against her bottom.
“Baby, this is just like we talked about,” I rasp in her ear. “You’ve done it already, and I know you can do it here.”
I don’t bother to wait for Maddy’s assent because my dirty girl is a butt slut and can take it like the best of them. Sure enough, my huge ten inch member disappears within her bottom in seconds and she lets out another breathless squeal.
“Oh Cam,” she breathes. “Yes, just like that.”
I take a few strokes in her bottom hole, and then pull out and push myself back into her vaginal opening. Then I go back to her bottom hole and take a few strokes before rotating once again.
“All of your holes are mine, do you hear?” I rasp into her ear. “All of you belongs to me.”
By now, Maddy can’t hear me because she’s in the throes of pleasure. She’s getting fucked both ways by a huge cock and her head is tossing on the back of the sofa, that blonde hair spread about wildly.
“Oh Mr. Savage,” she cries out. “I’m about to -”
But her cries are drowned out by my kiss because at the climactic moment, I cover her mouth with my own. Simultaneously, hot jolts of lightning rip through our forms and I erupt in her pussy, spraying her with seed. My lovely girl shakes and clamps, her cunt going wild as it’s pumped full of man milk, and her body soaks it all up because it knows that this is where my virility belongs.
“Oh Mr. Savage,” she cries again, her enormous breasts shaking as her entire body convulses. “Yes, please.”
I let out another roar and spend myself fully in the sweet girl. After all, this is where I belong. With Madeline Mitchell, drinking in her essence while enjoying her curves. This woman is all mine, and I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.
11
Maddy
Six months later.
The time has come. It’s my high school graduation and while Cameron and I haven’t hidden our relationship, we haven’t been broadcasting it either. I live at his suite in Le Palms, but I haven’t told anyone about it. I just dissemble and put my head down, praying that people leave me alone.
But now, there’s no more hiding. Cameron has agreed to attend my graduation and I’m so excited. I preen a bit in front of my mirror in my old room at Grace’s house. I haven’t been back here in ages, and my childhood bedroom seems so small. The twin bed looks absolutely doll-sized when compared to Cameron’s giant king, and my desk and chair look positively spindly.
But this is where I grew up, and I have fond memories. I look over at my bear in the corner.