Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
I love getting physical when I’m in bed, and I need a woman with real curves. I need heft; I need swing; I need flesh to dig my fingers into. And Evie is the answer. I’d spanked her – no, whipped her – with my belt, and it had been so good that my cock had practically jizzed in my jeans. Her ass had immediately gone from creamy white to an angry red, the stripe of scarlet violent against those sweet cheeks so beautiful I almost came.
And when I’d spanked that pussy, it had been more of the same. My palm had connected with a real twat, juicy and so sweet that I’d practically shoved my fingers in right then and felt her moistness clamp around me.
But Evie had done me one better … because she’d come right then, with no dick play. The little girl was so sensitive and so amazing that she’d actually orgasmed without a cock inside of her. The headiness of our acts had thrown her into the X-zone, making her thrash and give it up so sweetly that I actually did come then, my dick releasing within my jeans.
Fuck, what we have together is so fucking good. Evie’s so right for me, both physically and emotionally. She’s curvy, sweet, and sassy, with enough verve to keep me on my toes.
And right now, she is only proving her worth.
“Mr. Phillips,” she coos. “Don’t you want to put it in?”
I watch avidly as the brunette pulls her knees up, straightening her legs until they stand out like a perfect V. In this position, I can see her pussy dripping with desire and her holes winking at me.
And I can’t resist. My cock is out in a flash, and there’s no mercy for the virgin this time. I shove it in – that huge ten-incher is buried deep in two seconds flat – making her twist and scream. That sweet pussy wraps around me so tight, so right.
“Fuuuuck!” I grind out, banging my hips against her, my balls slamming against that fleshy ass. “Fuuuuck!”
In response, she throws her head back, her eyes half-closed, and screams again, “Ohhhhh!” Her breasts flush, those perfect tits pressed in my face.
And I begin going at it, my hips like pistons. My dick rams into her again and again, forcing her to take it. Forcing the girl to surrender, to take every inch of me. Deep-dicking her with no mercy.
“Ahhhh!” she cries again, her boobs heaving, those rosy red tips pointed to the air. I suck one into my mouth, tonguing it as my rod pounds away, and the brunette squeals again, her nipple like a rock in my mouth.
But I’m not done yet. As I fuck her – her boob in my mouth and my dick in her twat – I have one more trick up my sleeve. Reaching underneath, I shove a finger into her asshole, and a deep, musky scent immediately envelopes us. Her fragrant femininity is so arousing, so heavy.
“AHHHHHHH!” Evie twists involuntarily, writhing with ecstasy. The girl is so sensitive that this added connection drives her over the edge. Her anus contracts around my finger as her twat clamps onto my dick, and she comes like a volcano, molten lava spilling from her hole to bathe my cock in sweet pussy cream. “AHHHH!” she screams again, blowing out my eardrums with her ecstasy.
And I can’t hold on any longer either. The feel of her anus clenching, along with her pussy milking me like mad, forces me to give it up, and I shoot ream after ream of hot sperm into her, spraying her with my virile white semen. I growl roughly, almost biting her nipple as I jerk again and again. My body is out of control, lost in the sweetness that is Evie.
After it’s over, I’m careful to take my time. Slowly, I pull my dick out, soaking up the sight of my hot meat exiting her pussy lips, my pole glistening with our combined cream, drenched in a mix of cunt juice and sperm. But I keep my finger in because I have a surprise. Reaching under the pillow, I pull out a raw carrot.
Evie looks at it languorously.
“What’s that for?” she asks, her breasts still heaving and her flanks shiny with a sheen of sweat.
I don’t bother to reply.
“Turn around, baby girl, but careful – keep my finger in your ass.”
And I don’t know how exactly it happens, but the girl spins slowly around, moving her legs one after the other, her torso twisting sinuously, until she’s poised on her hands and knees, my finger still jammed in her anus.
“See, baby?” I grind out. “You didn’t fight me on that one, and I’m going to reward you as a result. You’ll learn, baby girl. Don’t fight because surrender is sweet.”