Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
His breaths are hitching and his filth covered balls tighten before my eyes. I pump faster with my fist and Josh’s ass is incredible to behold, pink and raw and seriously filthy – and my pussy leaks again, knowing he’s about to shoot his load.
But no. He lurches forward and my fist pulls free.
“That’s enough, baby.”
When he looks at me over his shoulder this time, hooded, lust filled eyes stare back at me, his breaths deep and loud, and I know I’ve had my turn. I get a lurch in my stomach.
I’m not the explorer now. He is.
And I’ve got to take it.
I want to take it.
My breaths are panting, matching his, and that scent is strong in the air, so heady, so arousing.
I shuffle back on the bed as he turns around, stalking me on all fours, green eyes piercing.
“Did you enjoy that, dirty girl?” he asks.
I nod for him, but it’s not enough.
“Tell me.”
“It was so hot, Josh. I loved it.”
“You liked being inside me, stretching my ass open? How about all the cum squelching in there? Did you love that filthy lube, all for you?”
I lie back as he carries on stalking me. I spread my legs because I’m lost to everything now. I need him. I want him to explore.
“I loved all of it, everything. Every. Filthy. Fucking. Thing,” I tell him, my hands moving to my hard nipples, pinching them through the satin.
“That’s good to know. Because I’m going to love returning the favour. But first… open wide.”
“Oh, fuck.”
“Do it,” he says. “Do what you’re told like the filthy bitch you are.”
I open my mouth and present my tongue, giving myself up to the sacred goddess of sin. I let her essence flow through me and seize control, and I’m nothing but a desperate slut, there for hardcore playtime.
Josh reaches behind him and I hear the slop as he scoops up the mess. His fingers are creamy with filthy cum as he brings them to my mouth.
I pinch my nipples again as my tongue flicks out, an eager little bitch, and we repeat the game from earlier. Tongues and fingers, but this time it’s a whole other league. Every time we’ve cleaned up, he reaches back and gives us more, and fuck how I moan when he slides his other hand under my slip and goes straight for my clit.
“You like that?” he presses his dirty lips to mine and slides two fingers in my needy cunt.
I bite at his lip.
“Yes,” I tell him and he keeps teasing my clit and fingering me until I’m deranged, trying to thrash under him.
And then he pulls his hand away, leaving me panting and fucking desperate. I slap my own tits in frustration and Josh laughs.
“Going to return the favour now?” I ask him, “Are you going to get your fist in my ass as deep as I did with yours?”
His lip twitches, his cock straining. His smile belongs to the devil.
“Of course I am,” he says, takes hold of my thighs and raises my legs, pinning them high. Both my pussy and ass are on full display, and I clench to tease him.
“Fucking beautiful,” he says, “hold still for me.”
I hold my legs in place as he scoops another load of mess from his ass and lubes his dick up with it. He does it again, and uses this load on my ass, pushing two fingers in to slick me up. Then three. Oh, fuck… then fucking four.
I have to grip my own thighs, panting as he lines the head of his cock up, because I know every dirty barbell is going to snag. He’s been in other men’s assholes, and his cock is covered with their cum, and now it’s going inside me. He’s going to fuck my ass with the used fucking remnants of guys who’ve been paying.
And the slut in me wants it. The slut in me is grinning as he eases the head in.
I’m going to take it. I’m going to be a filthy whore and I’m going to fucking take it. Tit for tat, whatever it takes.
He works his hips slow but forcefully, and there is no escape as he thrusts his cock all the way inside. He’s good to me, and fucks me deep, but steady, letting my ass relax around him as he goes. It feels so fucking good.
“Play with your clit, baby,” he says, and my fingers dart right down.
He stares as I strum myself, picking up his pace as I moan. It doesn’t take long, since I’m already sparking. My clit is so needy it’s on the edge of pain, and he takes advantage, leveraging his angle as he pumps his dick in hard. He circles his hips to stretch me, making use of my bucking, writhing squirms. I come for him like a firework, crying out loud as he slams his cock into me like a beast.