Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
She yelled, shoving me back against a tree. Sinking to her knees, she yanked my jeans down my hips to my thighs before engulfing my cock in her mouth as deep as she could take me.
Never had I experienced anything like this, and I’d received more blowjobs than I could count. But Cotton took me to another level of pleasure. It was brutal. Violent, even. Her teeth scraped over my dick in a painful abrasion, but it only added to the intensity she built expertly within me.
Gripping my hips, Cotton took me as deep as I’d go. I felt the back of her throat. And her muscles as she swallowed, massaging the head of my cock. My hand flew to her head, bunching in all that glorious hair and fucking her mouth before I realized what I was doing. Even then I couldn’t stop.
I grunted loudly, thrusting my hips at her face. Cotton dug her nails into my ass, kneading like she had claws. The pleasure was indescribable. Any control I thought I possessed vanished like a fart in the wind.
I pulled Cotton up by her hair and pushed her chest first against the tree. She wrapped her arms around the thick trunk and hung on as I shoved inside her in one brutal thrust. We both cried out. Cotton looked over her shoulder at me, the scowl on her face probably mirroring my own.
“Fuck me, you bastard,” she snapped. “Fucking do it!”
I gripped her hips and did as she ordered, helpless to do anything else. My mind was screaming at me to take it easy, but my instinct and my body wanted this. I pistoned inside her, fucking her with all I had to give. The walls of her pussy clamped down on me as she reached for her first orgasm.
I shoved her harder against the tree. “You want friction against your clit? Rub yourself against the fuckin’ bark.”
With a cry, she did. Instantly her pussy spasmed, the strength of her orgasm nearly taking me with her. The second the contractions stopped, I pulled out, turning her to face me. I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist, finding my cock with her pussy once more. I sat her on the picnic table nearby before starting that hard, driving rhythm again.
I wrapped my hand around her neck, shoving her to her back on the wooden boards. Again, the gleeful smile she gave me was maniacal. She reached up to rake her nails down my chest, leaving red furrows from the sharp abrasion. I threw my head back and groaned, trying my best to hold on just that little bit longer.
Then, to my utter shock, Cotton swung her arm and backhanded me across the face. Hard. I stepped back automatically, unsure what she wanted. Had I hurt her? Then she grabbed my arm and pulled me toward her, spinning us both until she shoved me back onto the table. I scooted back when she climbed up to straddle me, guiding my cock inside her from behind. The look of bliss on her face as she sank over me made my dick ache to fill her with hot, sticky cum. I wanted to mark her. Claim her. Make her mine for the rest of our lives.
Again, I grabbed her throat, and she lifted her chin, giving me access. I pulled her down for a kiss, thrusting my tongue deep. She moaned into my mouth as she continued fucking me with harder and harder movements. Her hips bucked, driving me fucking crazy! All that hair of hers floated around us like a cape. It moved across my face and chest in the breeze, adding an erotic tickle to our fucking.
Then I planted my heels on the table and surged up inside her, pounding into her with all the force I could muster. I gave a sharp yell as I neared the point of no return, hoping and praying she was there with me. Her scream of pleasure told me she was, as did her clutching pussy.
With a savage roar, I arched my back, driving into her once more with every ounce of strength I possessed. My cum exploded from my dick, filling her as she gave another cry. Her breasts thrust outward as she threw her had back. I sat up, taking one puckered nipple into my mouth and sucking hard, nipping it when I felt her pussy spasm around my cock once again.
Then it was over. We sat there, both of us panting and coated in sweat. Cotton leaned her head against my shoulder. I could feel little butterfly kisses against my neck as she praised me. At least, I hope that was what she was doing.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” My words were a hoarse whisper. I was more spent that I could ever remember being after sex. Weak as a kitten.