Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Sure enough, she flinched. Braced herself.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”
I pushed in further. She screwed her eyes closed.
“How about now?”
“No.”
I couldn’t help but smile a filthy smile.
If she really wanted to see the seedy truth behind her hero, it was right here in front of her. The veil had been pulled aside. My needs were becoming selfish.
The devils in my blood were baying for filthy games, clearly, but the angel wasn’t turning away to run and hide. She was being tainted. By me.
Rosie was still a barely legal little goddess, but she was turning from an Eve to a Lilith, right before my eyes.
“Look at me, Rosie.”
She opened her eyes, eyes that shone with fear and trepidation through the lenses of her cute glasses.
“How does your cunt feel?”
“Good,” she said.
“Tell me how it really feels.” I pushed the dildo in another inch and my little angel gasped.
“A bit sore,” she said, “But it’s nice.”
“Don’t worry,” I said, working the dildo just a little, “any pain will soon turn into pleasure.”
Her breaths were coming louder, her cheeks flaming up. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Show me how you want your cunt used,” I told her. “Work your hips for me.”
I held the dildo still, loving how she tried to move – still too inexperienced to do anything but wriggle back and forth. She didn’t know how to fuck herself deep, or find the right spot to drive herself wild, and that was beautiful. Her enthusiastic innocence was the most addictive thing of all.
I should have been kind and taken it a lot more slowly. Should and did are two very different things, however. My urges had me in a vice grip, overpowering my morality beyond all measure.
“Harder,” I said and licked my wet tongue up her cheek like a filthy piece of shit. “Show me how much you can take.”
I didn’t give her the chance to respond before I jumped on the opportunity, shoving the dildo all the way in. My little Rosie didn’t protest, just cried out, bracing herself as I fucked her. She took it like a good little slut, her body little more than a toy to be used as I wanted.
Yes. She was a good, good girl.
I didn’t want to fuck her with a dildo for long. My cock was much too desperate…
I freed my belt and dropped my pants, pinning her back against the arm of the chesterfield as I tossed the dildo to the side. I didn’t hold back, too consumed to care. I had condoms from the store in my pocket, yes, a sensibility I’d taken hold of on the way home, in the realms of just in case that I’d been deluding myself with. But I didn’t want to use them. I wanted her pussy, raw. Insanity knows no bounds.
I hitched her legs back and pinned her there, enjoying the rush of blood to my straining cock. Enjoying the look of excited anticipation in my angel’s pretty blue eyes.
Enjoying the loud cry she made as I thrust inside her in one hard slam.
“Fuck,” I said and fucked her hard and fast.
There was no consideration for her needs this time as I pounded her sweet cunt to take my thrill. It was all about me.
I used her like a demon possessed, craving more, deeper, harder, rougher. I groaned against her mouth as I fucked her like she was nothing but a hole to be used. I let my cock run riot, and fervour turned to frenzy as my balls tightened. The way my angel was bucking and yelping and gasping with every hard slam almost had me. It would have been so easy to take my fill and then explode.
But no.
I pulled out quickly, gritted my teeth and told my balls to calm the fuck down as my angel panted before me.
Rosie was a gorgeous ragdoll as I yanked her away from the arm of the sofa to sit her upright. I dropped to kneel in front of her and spread her legs wide, hitching them high once again, her swollen cunt so puffy from the slamming.
“Fuck,” I said again and buried my face in her pussy, tasting the beautiful wet mess I’d made of her. She yelped when I shunted three fingers in deep then moaned so beautifully as I lapped at her clit.
I fingered her.
I licked her.
Her pretty cunt was like a flower to the bee.
My mind was lost as I moaned against her slit, as I curled my fingers inside her, my cock still throbbing like a beast.
I knew my dirty patterns well enough by now, but this time they were wound tighter. I felt my primal urges to mark the canvas of naked flesh, like a dog marking its territory. Disgusting, but true to my nature.
Only this time, I was more desperate.