Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67813 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67813 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“Oh, God,” she said, screaming.
“I’m not God, baby. Now, tell me your name, Cherry.” I was more than happy with knowing her as only Cherry, but seeing her naked body, I wanted to know her name. I wanted to know the name of the virgin I was about to fuck all night long.
“Sasha,” she said, her voice breathless.
“Sasha. I like the name. It suits you. Tell me, little Sasha, do you want to get fucked really hard?”
“Yes.”
“Are you saying that because you want me to hear that?”
“No and yes.”
I worked my finger into her ass at the same time I pinched her clit, and then I stroked out the sting. “Explain.”
“I want this, but I’m scared. What if you hurt me?”
“Oh, baby, I’m going to hurt you, but once I’ve claimed that sweet little cunt, I’m going to give you the most amazing kind of pleasure.”
Leaning down, I claimed her sweet little nub, sucking it deep into my mouth. Her ass gripped my finger tighter, and I groaned. Pumping in and out of her ass, I knew it was only going to be a matter of time before her tight heat was wrapped around my straining dick.
Sweet Sasha was panting and screaming as I sucked and flicked her clit. I worked my tongue down to her entrance, and the temptation to shove my tongue in deep was strong. I resisted the temptation though. I didn’t want to spoil my chance to feel a hymen give beneath my cock. I restrained myself; I would wait to take what I fucking wanted.
“Feels so good,” she said, moaning.
Her pleasured sounds echoed throughout the room, and I wanted her hoarse by the time I was through with her.
Sucking on her clit, I released her long enough to press my tongue to her nub. My cock was so fucking hard. With my free hand, I pulled at my aching cock. The temporary pressure off my dick, I was able to think, and it was pure sweet pleasure.
“Oh shit,” Sasha said on a final scream. Her body bucked underneath me as she came.
Pulling my finger out of her ass, I wiped them on my nearby trousers, and stood up. My cock pulsed with pre-cum leaking out of the tip. Her gaze was on my hard length, and I wanted her lips on me. I wanted to fill that mouth and watch her swallow my cum.
“Get on your knees.”
She rose to her knees, and I saw she shook a little.
“Put your hands on your thighs, and don’t move them until I tell you.” I waited for her to comply before giving her another instruction. “Now, open your mouth.”
Sasha opened her lips, and I pressed the head of my cock against them. “Lick the tip.”
Her tongue pressed against the tiny slit, and she licked up the cream.
“Fuck baby, that is amazing. Open wider.”
How the fuck was I going to let this woman go when she was the perfect little submissive? I knew she would be the perfect submissive. I couldn’t wait to teach her everything and to make her mine.
5
Felix
I was done with the foreplay, done with teasing and tormenting both of us. “Follow me,” I said, and started moving toward my bedroom, but stopped when I noticed she wasn’t coming. When I fucked her, it wouldn’t be on the floor in the living room, although I knew it wouldn’t matter where I took that sweet cherry of mine.
She started to stand, but I tsked. “No, baby. Stay on your hands and knees.” I bent down so I was on my haunches, my dick so close to her face now; I ached to have it back in her mouth. “Tell me it turns you on to be mine, to do what I say.”
She licked her lips, tore her gaze away from my cock, and nodded. “Yes. I like being yours.”
“You like doing what I say? You get wetter over it?”
She nodded again.
I grinned. “Of course, you do. You’re perfect for me.” I continued moving toward my bedroom, hearing her following behind.
She followed me to a bedroom, still on her hands and knees and looking hot as fuck doing what I said. I stopped and turned to look at her.
“Get ready to know what it means to be owned.”
Sasha
Felix stood there, looking at me, not moving, not saying anything for several seconds. I could only sit there on the floor, watching him, waiting for him to continue. My mouth was dry, my throat tight. He stood there naked, his cock hard, huge, I knew he’d stretch me so good. But then he turned and went over to his dresser, grabbed a belt, and curled it around his hand. He took another step toward me.
I was getting more aroused with every second that passed, and with every glance I took at the belt. My pussy and ass felt enflamed, my cells aroused from what he’d done to me in the living room. I knew before the night was over, my flesh would be red and hot to the touch, erotically abused.