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)
“Adorable,” she said, repeating the word I’d used in the chapter.
“Exactly that,” I said.
“When are you going to fuck me?” she asked, smiling in the lusty headspace.
“You know when,” I said. “We’ve barely even started.”
“Can’t blame a girl for trying,” she said.
She had definitely been soaking in the story. She knew what lay ahead.
“I want your cum in me,” she said, nerves lost to the pleasure. “I want you to fill me up like you promised.”
“You’ll get everything I promised,” I told her. “Just be a good slut and take it.”
My fucking God, how I worked her. Toy after toy, slick with lube. I kept her clit on the edge, not caring how much she panted or begged for another release. Her next climax was going to be from within. I changed the angle of the latest dildo, sharp, and she was crying out with every thrust, tense with the need to come.
Her orgasm was a wet one. She bucked like a good slut, head twisted to the side as she groaned for me. She was feral, hissing like a desperate bitch, such a contrast to the cute girl who bounced off in the morning for college.
She was still gasping as I pulled the dildo free, spilling wetness out all over the leather of the sofa. My kinks took over as I grabbed a fresh marker pen and wrote dirty bitch across her tits, hoisting her up to show the camera, and then I spat over the words, smearing them as she watched me.
Now it was my turn to take her cunt. I dropped my pants and pulled her towards me, making sure her pretty cunt would still be visible for the camera. My cock slid in right to the hilt, and she was so slick she was like tight silk around me as I pounded her. I wanted to fill her up with cum. I needed to see it dripping from her. I craved to see it inside her, just as I wanted the camera to record the divine. But not quickly. I wanted to savour every fucking second.
She let me take her like a good slut, bound tight, subject to every movement I made. I kissed her as I fucked her, my hips pistoning faster as my own body sought its release. I had to battle my animal urges, trying to fight the need to run riot and let myself free, but her cunt was too tempting, too needy, and I lost myself, spurting right the way inside her with guttural cries.
Fuck, she sucked me dry.
She knew what was coming next as I pulled out and dropped to my knees, back between her legs. I checked out the camera screen to make sure she was still in good view, and she watched me from that vantage point, her face so pretty.
I loved the trepidation in her eyes as I picked up the whisk from the coffee table. I tapped it against my palm so she could hear the promise of the rattling wires. It looked so fucking intimidating that her mouth dropped open, but she kept her legs spread, arching to invite me.
Dirty little bitch.
Her cunt was soaking wet from lube, cum, and her own juices, so I didn’t need to prepare the metal. I teased her with it, running it up and down her slit, pressing with promise. She was going to look so fucking filthy on camera.
Her pussy may have been a wet dream, but it was still tight, despite the preparation. The metal wires of the whisk held firm as I began to push them inside her. I loved how they bore into her sweet pussy, looking so perversely gorgeous that I was groaning at the sight.
Rosie was groaning, too. Biting her lip. Holding her breath.
My fantasies were coming to life.
I was going to open up Rosie’s tight young cunt with a kitchen whisk and show her slick, pounded insides for the camera. The depths of her would be so visible, showing her cunt off for the dirty wonder it was. I had filthy white lights behind my eyes at the thought.
The camera would see my cum pooling deep as well as the pink insides of her. That’s what I needed. That’s what I craved. To defile the beautiful angel like she was my plaything of a toy.
She whimpered and tensed up as the whisk stretched her. The widest thick head of metal was going to be the hardest part.
“Relax,” I said. “Trust me with your cunt.”
She nodded, but her eyes were closed.
“Look at me. Eyes open.”
She did as she was told, keeping her pretty eyes open wide as I eased the whisk in deeper. The wires were giving way to her tightness, just a touch, and her cunt was taking it. Her cunt was being splayed and exposed, and she was an angel of a temptress, letting me use her.