Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
For a few moments, I close my eyes and merely commune with the spirits around me. Warmth blossoms in my chest and a tingling feeling begins between my thighs. My nipples harden and suddenly, I know what I should do.
My lashes lift again, and I smile seductively at the men before me. Still swaying, my fingers undo my topknot so that the blonde curls tumble over my shoulders, and then I reach behind myself to undo the zipper at the back of the patchwork dress. It’s a modest outfit, actually, loose and comfortable. But the best part of these tent-like dresses is that with one zip, it’s off. Sure enough, the fabric slithers down my frame immediately, leaving me clad in nothing but a pink bra and tiny pink panties.
“Holy shit,” Chris rasps, his eyes glued to the wet patch at my crotch.
“Goddamn, baby, you’re gorgeous,” James murmurs worshipfully, staring at my big breasts.
I giggle and sway again, turning so that I’m facing away from the three men. Then, I reach in back of myself to unbuckle my bra, letting the lace drop before turning back to them. The three men inhale sharply, taking in my huge bust. That’s right, I’ve got a set of generous Double D’s, and the ivory flesh bounces and jiggles slightly as I tease the men.
“You like what you see?” I purr. “There’s more.”
I tug at my nipples with my fingers, showing off the hard pink crests, before pinching each nipple and then shaking the big ivory bags of cream, making them wiggle, jiggle, and bounce about. Meanwhile, my three neighbors moan headily.
“Oh shit,” James grunts.
“Fuuuuck,” Chris hisses.
“I’m going to come,” Carl rasps. After all, the big man’s undone his fly and that huge member sits in his palm, already beginning to drip.
“So soon, Daddy?” I coo flirtatiously. “It looks so enormous already, and I just started.”
“This is all for you, sweetheart,” he grinds out, watching as I continue squeezing my nipples. “But keep dancing because we want to see everything. I’ll hold it in somehow.”
I know exactly what these men want, and not only that, but I have a surprise for them too. Still smiling in their direction, I gently reach between the vee of my thighs and pull the gusset of my panties to the side, revealing the sopping pink slit of my pussy.
“Oh my god, my kitty’s so wet!” I cry with mock surprise. “She’s swollen too.”
“Fuck you’re beautiful,” Chris grinds out. “Let us see even more.”
“Even more?” I coo. “I can do that for you, big boy.”
Then, I slip my panties all the way off my legs, leaving the lace in a heap on the floor. Bending over, I pull my butt cheeks apart, showing off my tight holes.
“This is for you, Daddies,” I whisper with my head between my thighs. “This is all for you.”
The men grunt and groan, all three of them squeezing themselves now. In fact, there’s so much fluid oozing from their dicktips that long strings of semen connect their cocks to the floor.
“Oh shit,” Carl groans again. “Fuck me.”
“No, not yet,” I say in a coquettish tone. “Because I have something special for you tonight. Remember how I said I like to commune with nature? Well, I’ll show you how it works. You’ve seen me perform before, but tonight, it’s going to be even more special.”
Then, I dance over to the table before picking up the cactus I brought. It’s a mid-size plant, and shaped like a fat cylinder. It’s maybe nine inches long, and about three inches in diameter with skin the color of a lime. Not only that, but I’ve plucked all of its needles out so that the surface is relatively smooth with just a few bumpy parts.
“Do you like what you see?” I ask, gently skimming my fingers over the smooth surface of the plant. “I think this could be fun. Don’t you agree?”
“Oh shit,” Chris gasps, his eyes practically popping out of his head.
“Are you fucking serious?” James hisses, his hand going like a blur on his cock now. “Hell yeah.”
Carl doesn’t even speak. He merely grits his teeth as he rubs one out, his eyes fixed on my curvy form.
“Oh, I’m serious,” I say coquettishly. “I’m always serious when it comes to my spiritual practice.”
Then, I set the cactus down on the floor so that the huge makeshift dildo points straight at my pussy. It’s thick, green, and at least nine-inches, making my pussy weep with anticipation. My fingers slide to my clit, massaging the hard nub, as I throw my head back.
“Mmm,” is my delicious moan. “This feels nice. This will definitely be real fun.”
“But I thought you said you were de-nuding the cactus for your cat,” Chris interrupts. “Are you fucking serious, Tanya? You don’t have to do this. Trust me, you don’t. We’ll make sure you stay housed, no matter what.”