Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Arika didn’t know how much time had passed. She was getting so wet that she felt it spilling from her pussy, moving down the crack of her ass.
Vincenzo suddenly pulled away as he flipped her over, moving her to her knees.
Pressing her face against the pillow she gasped as his finger slid inside her. He followed with a second, pushing in and out, stretching her pussy.
He didn’t linger for long, and she tensed up as he brought those slick fingers out and started to tease her anus.
“I’m going to fuck this, Arika. When you leave me tonight I will take every single hole and make it mine. Not a part of you will be untouched.”
She was nervous but knew she wanted this.
Whatever he wanted to do to her, she was more than ready, desperate even, for his touch.
He began to circle her anus, pressing against the puckered hole.
She gritted her teeth, not wanting him to slide inside her and yet wanting him to as well. It felt dirty, wrong, and yet it was also utterly right.
“Relax, baby.”
His other hand cupped her pussy so he was working her pussy and ass at the same time. One finger slid inside her as the other pressed against the tight ring of muscles, begging to be let in.
She couldn’t fight against the pleasure and gave herself up to it, relaxing. He pushed inside her to the knuckle, going in deep.
She cried out at the initial intrusion, somewhat shocked by the feel of him in her pussy and ass.
The finger in her pussy moved out, stroking over her clit as the one in her ass moved in and out.
“That’s it, Arika. Feel me.”
The sensations were different, but they were also taken over by the pleasure as he continued to tease her clit.
When he added a second finger to her ass, she gasped.
He took his time, working her, stretching her. He made her moan as the pain morphed into pleasure, making her want so much more.
When he added in a third finger, opening her up, she couldn’t believe she was taking it.
“You’re so wet for me, baby. You’re going to take my cock so easily.”
She moaned again, and as he stroked her pussy, she couldn’t find a single argument to disagree with him. She wanted his cock. She wanted this.
He stroked her clit, moving down to plunge inside her as his other hand stretched her anus, getting her used to being touched there.
Tomorrow would be a hard day for her, but it was going to be so worth it. There was no way she could stop this.
She’d imagined this for so long.
Had wanted it for even longer.
She couldn’t say no.
Not now.
“So fucking pretty. I wish you could see this. Your asshole opening up. Don’t worry, it’ll go tight back together, but right now it wants a nice big cock inside it. Fuck, that is pretty.”
She turned her head, and with all the mirrors, she saw him staring at her ass, his finger stretching her.
The pleasure to her third orgasm was building, and she closed her eyes once again, feeling his touch, basking in what he was doing to her body again.
She’d dreamed of feeling something like this.
Of having a man do what he wanted with her, and she was a mere puppet in his hands. He teased her body, drove her crazy with need, and as she came for the third time that night, she screamed his name, not wanting to let him go even though she knew she’d have to.
Everything he was doing to her, she wanted more than anything.
She’d pushed all of her fantasies to one side and all that left was the two of them.
****
Arika’s pussy was dripping wet.
Her asshole was nice and ready for him.
Vincenzo couldn’t get e-fucking-nough of this woman. Her body was a dream to him. A blank canvas he could work with, make his own.
This was supposed to be a one-time deal, just tonight where he got to fuck her every which way he wanted. Tomorrow, she’d go back to her life, and he’d go back to his.
He hoped after he’d taken every single virginity she possessed that he still wasn’t thinking about her or craving her.
This life with him wasn’t for the fainthearted. It was a hard life. A cruel life, but a life he'd been living and one he couldn’t just walk away from.
Gripping his cock, he placed it at the entrance of her pussy and slid in deep. Their combined releases coated his dick, slicking him up, ready to take her.
He fucked her three times and pulled out, placing the tip where his fingers had been moments before.
Her asshole wasn’t used to this kind of intrusion, and tomorrow she’d hurt but she’d remember this.
Slowly, inch by inch, he sank inside her ass.
She cried out, and he paused, letting her get used to this.