Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 70554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Chapter 17
Kipp
“Go slower, you filthy little brat,” Nolan unexpectedly commands from where he’s just closed the apartment door behind him. “I wanna see that shit in her fucking throat.”
Bunny instantly moans in response, and the added vibrations cause my head to slightly loll backwards.
Hips to rock forward.
Dick to dive itself deeper down the soaking wet confines it unsuspectingly got trapped in.
No bullshit.
One minute I’m washing the new cookware I bought at the grocery store during lunch, telling her how Suzie forwarded me an article about pregnant women needing to eat more quinoa – so I got some for dinner – and the next she’s on her knees swallowing my cock.
We’re talking Gone in Sixty Seconds fast.
I don’t know if it was the hormones – those apparently flex during this whole process – or watching me do dishes – I honestly do them the most out of the group – or hearing me ramble about the weird rice I’mma make for dinner that got her wound up.
I just know that it did.
And that I’m fucking grateful for it.
And that I need to know after the fact so I can do whatever it is again.
And again.
And then once more for good measure.
“That’s it,” our boyfriend gruffly grunts during his amble closer. “Feed her that shit inch by fucking inch.”
Bending my arms to grip the counter space behind me barely precedes the execution of his instructions.
Slowly letting my dick slip lower and lower not only allows us both to watch the ball swelling sight of her quivering throat gradually expanding, but to also enjoy a symphony of wet gasps and gags that’s tools down the most beautiful shit to hear at any time of the day.
“You’re such a pretty little whore,” Nolan compliments upon his arrival, keys carelessly tossed onto the nearby surface. “You love bein’ on your fuckin’ knees for us, don’t you?” Through hooded eyes, I watch her glossy gaze glide over to him. “Chokin’ on cock.”
Her whimpers yet again add cum summoning sensations that have me struggling to catch a fucking breath. “Fuckbaby.”
“Keep lookin’ this way, you hungry little slut,” he demands at the same time he positions himself directly beside me. “Watch me jerk it while he face fucks you.”
More moans are accompanied by another round of constrictions that call me to bury one set of fingertips in her bun.
Clutch on hard enough to knock her favorite pen to the ground.
Yank her to the point that her swollen lips brush the very base of my cock.
“You’re such a good girl, baby,” leaves me after an airy hiss. “Look at how well you fuckin’ listen.”
Despite my dick in her throat, she does her best to express her gratitude of being praised.
And her attempt has me tightening my grasp.
And thrusting a little rougher.
And then a lot rougher.
And then desperately chasing the delicious sounds that occur every time she tries to breathe.
“Fuckkkkk,” Sir growls through gritted teeth, grabbing my attention once more. “Faster.” His tongue steals a small swipe of his lips prior to him stroking the length of his shaft. “Fuck our dirty little whore faster.”
Like my lower half is incapable of disregarding a command, it accelerates.
Gradually.
“And harder.”
Less steady.
Sloppier.
“I wanna see her pretty little fucking tears.”
My cock twitches against her sopping wet muscles.
Swells to the point she can’t even wheeze around its kicking motions.
“You want more?” Sir presses the head of his dick near the corner of her mouth and smears the leaked spit around. “You still fucking hungry?” He nudges his tip against the side of my cock. “You still need more to make you fucking cry?”
There isn’t time to object or argue.
Not even a blink to prepare for the extra intrusion.
Sir simply shoves his shaft inside.
Forces her mouth to spread as wide as it can possibly go.
Leaves us both with no choice but to withstand the new constraint that has us both fighting for air.
Space.
“Sofuckinggood,” Sir gravely growls on a harder heave forward. “Choke and swallow, you dirty fucking slut.” His next buck actually bucks me too. “Be our favorite little cum dumpster.”
Whimpers from Bunny aren’t heard but felt.
And feeling them pushes Sir to bury his hand in her hair next to mine.
And mine to flee the scene to grab his throat.
Squeeze.
Squeeze again.
Latch on for leverage before feeding him my pants and groans and tumultuous tongue in repeated succession.
His initial wild lashes swiftly become unbearably untamed, weakening my grip and my knees.
They allow him to knock my hand away.
Use his other to clamp down on my neck.
Fuck me with his tongue while he ferociously fucks my dick deeper into our girl causing her to gag and drool.
Drool and cry.
Shudder.
Reach out to tap our respective hips for mercy.
Sir abruptly pulls back but doesn’t allow me to breathe any more than I let our girl. “Be a good boy and give her your fuckin’ cum.”