Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I pause again, my heart beating like a freight train. It’s not against the law to make a dirty video of myself. In fact, a dirty movie of me might be just the thing I need to attract a man because like they say in Field of Dreams, “If you build it, they will come.” It’s part of that whole movement where gurus urge you to “manifest your dreams.” You have to will your future to appear by inviting it in with open arms.
That does it. Excitement and adrenaline pump through my veins and my mouth goes dry with anticipation. I’ve never done anything like this, yet I can’t wait. Getting up from bed, I set up my phone on my dresser, making sure the camera is pointed at my mattress and then evaluate the setting with a critical eye. My sweet bedroom furniture looks perfect, but then again, why worry? It’s not like anyone will be looking at my furniture given what I have planned.
Slowly, I press record and then back up so that I’m facing the camera.
“Hi,” I murmur sultrily into the lens. “I’m Josie, and I have a treat for you tonight.” With a small giggle, I lean over for the dildo in the bedside drawer and pull it out with what I hope is a smoldering look. “Oh, have you met Mr. Purple?” I ask the camera in a breathy tone. “He’s my favorite friend. Doesn’t he looks so big tonight?”
With that, I run my tongue along the enormous eight-inch dildo. Mr. Purple is a lame name, but he takes care of business like no one else. The toy is girthy and wide, with realistic looking veins and I trail my tongue along the one that bulges along the bottom with a sensual moan. Then I take the tip into my mouth and suck for a bit before backing up so that I’m sitting on the bed with my back propped up against the pillows. Slowly, I push down the top of my camisole so that my big breasts are exposed. Oooh, the nipples are stiff and a beautiful petal pink.
Closing my eyes, I gently run my hand down my chest and into the valley between my breasts. They’re huge and creamy, and I gasp as I roll a stiff pink tip between my fingers. Giggling a bit, I massage the plush orbs and then pretend that Cyrus is kissing one, enjoying my hard candy in his mouth. Oooh, that feels good! His five o’clock shadow is rough and wonderful as he suckles my teats.
“Mmmm!” I moan, my eyes falling closed. But I need more. Slowly, I pull my booty shorts off, and then remove my panties too so that I’m bare from the waist down. Then I turn over onto my hands and knees before lowering my shoulders to the mattress. My pussy is facing the camera, and I moan a bit while waggling my hips.
“See how wet I am?” I mewl. “It’s all for you, Daddy.”
With that, I take the huge dildo and begin playing with it. I run the toy over my swollen folds, moaning while niggling my clit a bit. But the anticipation is more than I can take. With a sensuous sigh, I slide the huge shaft into myself, struggling to accommodate its enormous girth and length.
‘Fuck!” I moan blissfully. “You’re too big for me, Daddy! It won’t fit!”
But the image of Cyrus in my mind has me juicing heavily, and soon, all eight inches are pushed into my sweetly creaming slit. I slide the toy out again, moaning with pleasure as I imagine Cyrus claiming me thoroughly, and then push it back in with force, letting out a little yelp of pleasure.
“Ooooh,” I cry out. “Yes, more Daddy!”
With that, I start up a heavy rhythm, fucking myself hard and fast. My creamy curves shake with pleasure as I imagine my stepsister’s father behind me, his big hands gripping my hips as he pummels me again and again.
“Damn baby,” he rasps in my imagination. “You’re so wet.”
With that, I thrust the toy even deeper into my sweetest spot, rolling my hips as the pressure of an orgasm builds in my core. Then it happens.
“Come for me, Josie,” Cyrus whispers in my ear. “Come for Daddy with your sweet body.” With that, I explode. My vision goes completely dark as my pussy convulses on his rod, violently rippling with pleasure. Electric tingles run through my frame as I scream his name again and again.
“Yes, Cyrus! Yes, yes, Cyrus, mmmm!”
Climax rolls through my form, the pleasure making me scream and shudder with ecstasy as the huge man owns my curves. It lasts for what feels like forever, and I’m literally panting with exhaustion when I finally come back to Earth. My frame collapses on the mattress, utterly spent, and it’s only then that I’m able to rest my hips back on the bed, my skin damp even as my sweetest spot continues to shudder with aftershocks.