Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Yet my eyes are glued to this delicious rump. It’s big and round, and even without touching her I know it’s the kind of soft ass I can really grab onto while I fuck her senseless. Just the way I like my women. Soft, thick, and curvy. And waiting for me to fuck them hard.
I clear my throat, trying to dispel these dirty images.
“What’s your name?”
She lets out another exasperated squeak.
“Emory! Why does that matter? I swear I’m the dogwalker okay? Listen, just get me out because I need out of this jam before the owner gets back!”
“Okay, okay,” I say. “How can I help?”
“Just pull!” she squeals, that big rump wriggling again. “As hard as you can.”
I bite my lip.
“Maybe I should unlock the door first?”
“No, because that won’t help. I’m stuck whether the door’s open or not! You’ve got to just pull me out from behind.”
Closing my eyes, I groan under my breath. Fuck, this woman is trying to kill me.
“So you want me to grab you from behind.”
“Yes, and pull! What are you waiting for?”
Groaning again, I palm my cock for a moment. I’m hard as steel. But I can’t just leave the girl stuck in my back door, so I blow out a harsh breath and get down on my knees behind her on the porch. Yup. This isn’t fucking helping my erection ease itself down. We’re practically doing doggie now, so it’s arousing, if anything. But so be it.
Leaning forward, I wrap my arms around her waist, doing my best not to press my erection into her ass, and then I yank backwards. She doesn’t budge.
“You’ve got yourself wedged in there nice,” I say.
“You think I don’t know that?” she squeals. “Pull harder!”
I try again, this time with more force and I swear my erection’s pressing against that soft pussy, but she’s so distressed that she doesn’t realize it.
“Pull, pull!” she shrieks from inside. “Harder!”
But it’s useless. No matter how hard I pull, nothing seems to make a difference. After a few minutes of exerted effort, I fall back, sitting on my heels while panting. She doesn’t know it, but my eyes caress her sweet folds, barely shielded by the thin material of her g-string. It’s pink and wet, and I can clearly see her clit, which I long to suckle and kiss. Her asshole flexes a few times, and I groan. I’ve always loved assplay and it’s a weakness of mine. The urge to lick that forbidden pucker is strong and I groan again from frustration. But Emory isn’t done yet.
“Please,” she cries. “Try again. You can pull harder. I know you can. Don’t worry, you won’t hurt me. I’ve just got to get out of here!”
With another groan, I get on my knees again and move in a little closer. But instead of grabbing her waist once more, I try wrapping my arms around her meaty thighs. Maybe this will do the trick. The angle is different, and without warning, I pull back hard and fast, hoping a good strong jerk will yank her free from the door. But her body doesn’t budge, and instead, her legs fly out backwards and I lose my grip. It all happens so fast that I do a humongous face plant right into her ass. With her legs straight out behind her, her pussy is spread wide, and my face ends up buried in that sweet pinkness I’ve been craving.
It’s too much. The sensuous fragrance of her pussy overwhelms me, and the soft flesh is right beneath my mouth, tempting me for a taste. Without consciously realizing it, I dart my tongue out and swipe it up her crease, sampling those soft folds.
“Mmmm,” I groan against her before flicking my tongue against her nub. “Holy shit.”
The big rump in front of me goes still for a moment.
“Wait!” she whispers from the other side. “What are you doing!”
But I’ve already seen how her clit’s enlarging, not to mention the way her pussy swells and begins to drip.
“I know you want this,” I breathe. “You taste so good, honey. Just let me enjoy it a bit.”
Then, I dig my hands into her soft ass and spread her wide before plucking the g-string out of her ass and hooking it over one big cheek. She’s gorgeous, those pink folds glistening as her asshole flexes, and I dive in tongue first, eating her like a gourmet dish. Emory’s soaking wet, and oh so fucking sweet. I just can’t get enough and start fucking her with my tongue, increasing my tempo with each moan I hear coming through the door. This is going to be the best lunch break I’ve ever had, and my cock drips as I undo the fly.
4
Emory
“Oh God!” I pant.
I can’t believe this is happening, but it really is. There’s a man on the other side of the door, and he’s eating my pussy. He’s a stranger and I can’t see his face, but it feels soooo good.