Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“Fuuuuck!” I scream, throwing my head back and letting loose, not caring if anyone hears. We’re probably alone at Stone’s manor, but who knows – maybe he has help that’s watching, scandalized, their eyes open and their tongues out, from a kitchen window.
The thought that I might be performing for strangers cranks up the heat further. My pussy spasms like an animal, the hot pink flesh gripping the steel rod within, pulsing and creaming all over the metal. Gushes of fluid stream out of my hole, flowing down my thighs; the rivulets run all the way to my ankles.
“Fuck!” I scream again, tossing my hair this way and that. My eyes are clenched in agony and my face is tight and strained as my boobs heave and bounce below. “Fuck!” I scream. My abs clench and my thighs tense, the thick muscles straining with ecstasy.
But Stone isn’t the type to let the pool rake do all of the work. Jealous all of a sudden, he yanks it out of my pussy and throws the offending tool to the ground. I turn to look at him swiftly, questioning, my mouth open and my eyes beseeching. How can he take it out of me when I’m so desperate, my pussy still shaking mid-orgasm?
But the answer is right there in front of me. Without losing a beat, my ex-teacher lines himself up at my pussy and fucks me doggy-style, his big dick punching all the way back and bouncing off my cervix, filling me up and fucking me deep.
“Aiee!” I squeal. “Oh fuck, oh fuck!”
“That’s right,” the big man grunts between forceful pumps, his hips almost ricocheting off my ass, I’m so juicy and he’s so strong. “That’s what you get for teasing me, you fucking slut.”
I just squeal louder, almost lifted in the air by his big dick. Like a pig on a spit, I’m dangling, stuffed by his huge rod.
“Aiee!” I squeal again. “Ohhhh!”
But Stone is too aroused. He’s been watching me dance around nude for ten minutes now, witnessing as I took a rod up my snatch, and fucking me with said rod. So he gives a few more violent thrusts, a few more heaves, and grips my hips tightly as my boobs bounce below. I’m barely balancing on my tippy toes as his cock pounds in and out.
And with a roar, a masculine shout of energy and possession, Stone comes deep in my cunt, spurting lash after lash of semen into my depths, coating me with his milk. His heavenly sperm is so tangy, sticky, and hot in my insides.
The feeling of him, the sensation of his hot juices unloading in me as his dick jerks in my beautiful pussy, makes me come again. Or rather, my orgasm has never stopped, so the first one rolls right into the second. My pussy trembles with renewed tremors, so hard and so violent, that I almost shake him loose. But Stone is aggressive, sensuous, and forceful, and he holds me onto him, pinning me with his dick as I quiver and jerk, panting and thrashing. My ass heaves up and down as my body is overcome with ecstasy.
Finally, when it’s over and both of our bodies are sated and sweaty, his dick still embedded deep within my swollen folds, I turn to look at him, my eyes wide.
Stone just smiles knowingly and runs a big hand down my back, stroking the sensuous curve and savoring my womanly proportions.
“Baby,” he growls even as his eyes dance. “I love you so much. You’re so fucking tasty, so fucking dirty … and exactly right for me.”
I coo again, jiggling my ass a little. This makes him groan, the cords of his throat standing out as he tries to control the sensations coursing through his dick.
But I’m not having it. I want him to lose it, to feel just what he’s been missing.
“Stone,” I whisper, looking up at him through my lashes and teasing him even more. “There’s so much we can do. Toys, fruits, veggies, wine bottles, pool toys, everything around the house. And by the way,” I say as his eyes light up, growing hungry again. “I love you too.”
And at that, he leans down for a deep kiss, and I crane my head over my shoulder to meet his lips in a soulful lock, pouring every ounce of emotion into the contact. His big hands reach under me to stroke my breasts.
“Baby girl,” he groans against my mouth. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
With a naughty look in my eyes, I smile once more at him. “I know,” I murmur, smiling sweetly at him. “I know.”
And with that, my teacher begins moving in me once more. This time, the slide is so sensuous and so dirty that we are both ready to cream after just a few moments. But what makes it good, what takes things to a new level, is the love between us and the knowledge that we’ll work it out, somehow, some way.