Total pages in book: 221
Estimated words: 213317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1067(@200wpm)___ 853(@250wpm)___ 711(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 213317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1067(@200wpm)___ 853(@250wpm)___ 711(@300wpm)
“You’re one hot bitch,” the guy grunts with his face up close to mine.
Biker guy has real force in his thrusts, but my pussy is wet enough to handle them. I’m pinned tight, and his thrusts do nothing for my clit, but again, that doesn’t matter. I look over at Ant and he’s nodding at me, smiling with another glow of pride. In some ways I wish biker guy was being a lot dirtier, to make Ant even happier.
I haven’t even tasted biker guy’s dick before he pummels me harder with curses and grunts, unloading straight into my pussy. It’s rough, but fast, my arms still pinned as he comes inside me. When he pulls his dick out it slaps against my thigh, soaking wet with another round of cum.
Biker guy rolls off me to catch his breath, and Ant comes closer.
“Two loads of cum in your sweet cunt, baby,” he whispers to me. “Put your fingers in and feel it. Mash it all together.”
I slip my hand down and two fingers slide in so easily I could cringe. Ant takes my hand and works my fingers faster.
“Not quite full yet though, are you, baby? Want to take some more?”
Ant knows what it will take to convince me. His thumb on my clit works magic, and I’m lost in no time, nodding along to whatever he wants from me.
“Yes, please. I’ll take more. I want more…”
“Ask him, then,” he says, and gestures to biker guy, still catching his breath.
I give the guy a smile as Ant thumbs my clit.
“Can I have some more, please?”
Biker guy laughs and takes his cock back in his hand. I can’t believe it’s already getting hard again, but Ant clearly can. It’s gives me more reinforcement that Ant knows what these guys are into and capable of before they get anywhere close to me. I can’t imagine many guys would be able to get their dick hard again a minute or two after coming, but then again, what do I know? Maybe biker guy is a special one, maybe he’s not. Ant looks at me like he is, though.
“I choose your presents well,” he whispers. “Your present tonight is having your cunt filled up to the fucking brim with filthy, slick cum, like the cheap slut you truly are. Are you grateful?”
I’m nodding again like the cheap slut he claims I am.
“Yes…”
Biker guy gets into position. The huge bulk of him is on all fours between my legs, looking up at me like a hungry dog.
“I love eating nice, wet cunt,” he says, and his words hit my stomach with a fresh round of horny and gross at the same time. Horny wins out when his tongue touches me. He’s a lot better at finding my clit than the last guy. His lips are thick and his tongue is huge and squirmy, but it’s his beard as well, rough as it scratches and tickles against my shaved pussy.
I can barely believe what he’s doing, lapping at the mix of cum dribbling from me, but my moan is genuine, and my fingers twist in his hair. This time the onus isn’t on me to work myself against him and find the spot. I don’t need to. He’s doing well enough all on his own. My legs tense up as my hips start bucking.
I’m beginning to get an idea of what being the girl on the video really means, and Ant’s right. I want it. I can take it.
It builds… and builds… the need in me growing, until my clit is thrumming, and my hips are jerking, and… and… I’m there… I’m out of my mind, but I’m there…
Fuck. I come. I come all over biker guy’s face.
His beard is slick when he looks up at me from between my legs. I flash him a smile, and I mean it when I say thanks.
“Got another load of cum for her?” Ant asks him, and the big guy’s grin says it all.
He heaves himself back up on top of me, but this time he doesn’t pin my hands above my head, and he doesn’t need to. I want to return the pleasure so much that I reach out for him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he slides back inside my pussy.
“That’s so fucking good,” biker guy says, and his beard is close enough that it brushes my cheek, leaving a smear of juices.
He’s right. It is good. I plant my feet on the mattress and buck up every chance I get, and my pussy is louder now, squelching with every thrust. His cock is a plunger, slamming all the way in, faster and faster and faster.
“Another load for you right fucking now,” he groans, and I feel another burst shooting deep.
He stays on top of me once he’s finished, catching his breath in my face. I grin up at him and thank him.