Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I stroke them while I use my tongue on their cocks and, taken by a sudden surge of inspiration, I then let my tongue run side to side over their shafts; moving it in a continuous line, I let my body sway from left to right as my mouth rushes through their cocks.
“Fuck, this is crazy,” I hear Carter say, but it’s as if his voice is coming from a different continent. I’m so lost in what I’m doing that I don’t even process what they’re saying. The sight of their cocks pressed together is so amazing that I feel capable of doing this until they both cum and gush all of their loads over me…
Luckily, that’s not what they have in mind.
Taking one step back, Derek bends over and places his hands on my shoulders. He pushes me down to the floor and I let myself fall back, first sitting and then lying down on the carpeted floor of my office.
“I need your pussy… and I need it right now,” he tells me as he kneels between my spread legs, flames of wild lust dancing behind his eyes. Without waiting for my reply, he places his hands on my knees and pushes my legs even more apart; lying down on top of me, his chest pressing down on my breasts, he grabs his cock with one hand and places its tip against my folds.
“Whatever daddy needs,” I whisper against his ear, lacing my arm around his neck and pulling him into me. Our mouths find each other in an instant, and that while he rubs the tip of his cock along the length of my pussy, teasing me in a maddening way. I try and buck my hips at him, but he just keeps on teasing me mercilessly.
Then, when I’m not expecting it, he thrusts.
Pulling back from his kiss, I arch my back and let a violent scream erupt from my mouth. His cock parts my pussy lips in a fraction of a second and, straining against my inner walls on the way in, his 12 inches slide inside of me until all of him is buried deep in my pussy.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, closing my eyes as a rush of pleasure and ecstasy inundates my bloodstream. My muscles feel as if they’re burning, and I can’t even think straight right now. All I know is that I’m experiencing something so intense, something so… unique.
And it’s about to get better.
“I need you too, daddy,” I say, forcing my eyes open and turning my head to the side so that I’m facing Carter. “My mouth needs you…” I add, my voice quivering as Derek starts sliding his cock in and out of me.
“No…” Carter whispers back at me, going around my body and kneeling close to my head, his cock casting a long shadow over my face. “I’m the one who needs that mouth of yours…” he continues, pushing his cock down with one hand, doing it so that his shaft is pressed tight against my parted lips.
I open my mouth to allow him in, and going in is exactly what he does. The moment my lips part, Carter slides his cock inside my mouth, pushing it against the inside of my cheek. I try and use my tongue on him the best I can, Derek’s growing thrusts demanding more and more of my brain power. The pleasure he’s inflicting on me is so fierce that I can barely focus on anything else, all of my thoughts dancing around the ecstasy crawling under my skin.
“H-harder,” I pant, popping Carter’s cock out of my mouth. Without taking a breath, I grab him with one hand and start stroking him as fast as I can, my hand flying up and down the length of his shaft as Derek fucks me relentlessly.
I close my eyes, allowing the symphony of sounds to blanket my rational mind. I hear the rhythmic sound of my hand working on Carter’s cock, and then there’s my constant moans, and the way Derek’s body slams against mine … I don’t think I’ve ever heard such a sweet melody in my life. It’s vibrant and full of joy, no predictability to the way the tones change. If sex were music, it’d be jazz, no doubt about it. A kind of depraved wicked jazz, but jazz nonetheless.
“Your cock… God… It feels so good, it’s so big…” I moan, the words escaping my lips before I can even filter them. “Don’t -- don’t stop!” I cry out, arching my back so much that my spine feels like a string in a bow, pulled so tight that it’s about to snap.
Thunder.
Lightning.
That’s how I can describe what I’m feeling right now; it feels as if I’ve been hit by thunder and lightning. Electricity runs through my body, making my muscles twitch and spasm without rhyme and reason, and it feels like flames are burning every single inch of my body. Even my mind seems to be on fire.