Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“I don’t think I have ever used one like this.” I take the large dildo. “It is the biggest I’ve ever had.”
Might as well push him while I can. Nico is larger than this silicon cock, but he would have to break character to protest and warn me to not test him. Oh, I love this.
“Well, then make it fit in your cunt. Because mine is much larger, and I need to make sure you can fucking handle it, what was your name?”
Touché. Never get in the ring with the devil in underground business, Emelia, you will lose.
“Emelia.”
“Nice name. Are you going to fuck the cock or do I need to call in someone else?”
I shake my head. “No, sir. I’m sure I can make it fit.”
“Then get to it.”
I take the large ten-inch dildo and lubricant off the table. I love when he demands. Flipping open the cap, I pour a small amount. I am desperate and my need is soaking me between my legs, I honestly wouldn’t need any. Leaning back, I spread my legs wide apart, scoot my ass to the edge of the couch and lift my stomach so I can watch. The wide plush head now lined up perfectly with my center, I slide the silicone inside me.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
My head lulled back against the couch. That dull ache that left me feeling empty, needed some sort of friction. I could have used a finger, and it would have done the trick. I enter another inch, then another. Pushing my feet off the ground, my legs rest on my toes. This intrusion is one I both want to get closer to and almost run from. I’m seconds from coming. One slight upward motion to manipulate the dildo and I will hit that spot deep in me and detonate.
My eyes have stayed shut since the first inch of the thick object entered my center but when I hear Nico’s belt buckle clinging harshly, my head snaps up and I watch him work at getting his cock out.
“Did I tell you to stop? Keep moving, and don’t you dare fucking come.”
Shit. Shit. Shit. I want to come—need to, but what he says goes. “You are the one paying, sir.” I moan.
His cock springs free and my jaw goes lax, my brows drawing in. That cock has shown me my greatest pleasures and it will always make me weak. My knees buckle slightly, and my core tightens with the motion.
“You like what you see, Emelia?”
I bite my lip, and he starts to stroke the long, veiny shaft, slowly.
“I do. I really, fuck!” I slide the dildo all the way in and it hits my cervix.
“I said don’t come!” he barks out.
“I want to. Please. I usually don’t get off with my clients, but this feels really good.” I whimper, working the dildo faster. In and out. In and out. Alternating between slow and steady and unhinged and rapidly.
“Do you mind if I use my wife’s panties?” He groans and my heart rate somehow increases.
Yes. Cardiac arrest is just around the corner. This actually sparks a tinge of jealousy, but that evaporates quickly. My panties from earlier. He pulls the material from his pocket. Nico lines it up with his thick, large hands and swiftly swallows his cock again.
“Not at all.” I shake my head, my siren eyes focusing on his pleasure now.
This is exquisite. Watching him watch me. Pleasing myself for him to please himself. My panties wrapped around his hard cock. What a visceral image in front of me, but it’s more like art, especially when he picks up his pace.
“Fuck, fuck.” His free hand cups his balls and he massages them, watching the place between my thighs.
“Oh god, yes!” I cry.
“You should smell how fucking good my wife smells. Like cherries. I can smell her cunt still on these panties.” He moans out, this time his face reaches new heights of pleasure. The lines on his forehead deepen with his desperate look. He wants to come just as badly as I do and he is as turned on as I am. Nico is unable to see me as his whore, I can tell he is losing the battle, but I don’t want him to.
“I bet I taste better. So, hurry and let me come so you can use me as your cumslut and forget all about that wife.” I tilt my hand up and the dildo hits my g-spot and he groans out painfully. Coming so hard, I watch it slide down my panties and onto his hand. This time we locked eyes.
“Fucking come, come like a good slut.”
I do, on his demand. We start chasing it, letting the orgasm go on and on. We both moan loudly, it can be heard through walls, I’m sure. I rock my hips back and forth sloppily, riding the toy like it’s his cock and the couch is his powerful thighs supporting me.