Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
“Does that feel good? Hmm…” I taunted.
“Yes… yes… that feels amazing.”
“What if I did this?” I pushed my middle and ring finger inside her, curving it to the rigid spot and moving my fingers ever so lightly.
Her knees buckled. “Shit…”
“You like that?” I taunted, barely touching my lips to hers.
Her tongue reached out and touched mine. “You know I do.”
“Then show me, darlin’. Show me how much you like it.”
My fingers moved slowly at first, and with each clench of her pussy, I moved them faster and more precise, making her squirm and whimper.
“That’s it, give it to me; let me see you come apart,” I ordered, looking into her eyes and biting on her bottom lip.
Her head inclined back and her pussy clamped down. I didn’t stop until her juices were dripping from my fingers.
I smiled. “My turn,” I said, grabbing the back of her neck and passionately kissing her as we made our way to my bed.
She hastily pulled off her dress and I swiftly moved my mouth to her nipple, sucking on it. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I unbuckled my pants and kicked them down, and then off. My shirt was next, and before I knew it, we were both naked. Her hand went to her pussy and then to my cock, using the wetness from her sex to glide her hand on my dick in an effortless motion.
“Fuck me…” I growled. “I need to get a condom.”
She nodded.
I never had sex without one. I reached into my nightstand and she flipped me over, taking the wrapper with her.
“My turn,” she said.
She opened the wrapper and applied just the tip of it on my dick, and then with her mouth, she slid it all the way down, deep throating my dick.
She gagged. “Jesus… you’re fucking huge.”
I grinned before flipping her back over, much to her disapproval. I moved in front of her on my knees and twisted her hips to the side. She was still facing me but I had her perfect, round, plump ass on display, and I spanked her. Hard. She yelped in approval.
I was inside her in one swift thrust, gripping onto her ass with one hand while the other caressed her breast.
“Yes… yes… yes…” she huskily praised.
I used her ass as leverage and pounded in and out of her, it didn’t take long to have her coming on my cock and down my balls.
“Fuck… don’t stop… please… don’t stop… make me come again… please.”
I did just that, I made her come over and over again, and when I thought she couldn’t take it anymore, I made her come again, playing with her clit like she was my musical instrument and I was the conductor. I moved her legs so that they were on my shoulders and her back arched off the bed.
“Fuck… you’re so tight, so fucking wet,” I growled.
I leaned forward to claim her mouth and sucked on her tongue.
“Do it… do it… do it… come on my cock… do it again.”
“Ah!” she yelled.
And with that orgasm, she took me over the edge with her.
“Honey, please don’t do this, please… you’re scaring the children,” Mom pleaded.
“Do you think I give a flying fuck about the kids? Your life is so fucking easy; I give you the best life and what do you give me? Nothing. You give me nothing.”
“Honey—”
He slapped her; he slapped her so hard across the face that she fell to the ground.
Lauren started crying and Alexis followed. I locked eyes with my mom and she looked so broken, so helpless.
“Shut the fuck up! Shut those fucking kids up!”
Her eyes shut, pleading with me. I moved quickly and grabbed Lauren’s hand, picked up Alexis, and then took them into my bedroom, turning on the TV to block out the noise.
I sat Alexis on my bed and Lauren sat next to her.
“Shhh…. girls, stop crying… everything is okay now… stop crying,” I calmly stated. “Look… it’s Sponge Bob! Who lives in a pineapple under the sea,” I sang and they started smiling and laughing. “Come on, it’s your favorite part. Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?”
“Sponge Bob Square Pants,” they sang in unison, clapping their hands together like I showed them.
“Absorbent and yellow and porous is he,” I sang again.
“Sponge Bob Square Pants,” they repeated, singing.
“If nautical nonsense be something you wish.” I laughed at their happy faces, even though, there were fresh tears displayed all over.
“Sponge Bob Square Pants.” they sang, laughing with me.
“Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish.” I made a funny face.
“Sponge Bob Square Pants.” They made funny faces back at me.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Sponge Bob Square Pants, Sponge Bob Square Pants, Sponge Bob Square Pants, Sponge Bob Square Pants,” we all sang.
They giggled and danced around, forgetting everything they had just witnessed.