Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
I hadn’t really stepped foot out of the old mansion since I came here, spending the time getting to know the place where my dad had grown up. I couldn’t see him here, not the large full of life man I’d known. He seemed too big to fit.
I saw the place ten minutes after riding down the long driveway heading out of town. I’m still not sure what made me stop. It’s not like I’m big on beer and I’m damn sure not in the habit of frequenting dives like this.
But with all that said, I found myself hopping off my ride and with my helmet under my elbow walking through the door. I should’ve avoided the two old men at the end of the bar and made my way over to the next, but something about them pulled me in.
I wasn’t sitting there two minutes before I noticed the bartender. Fucking shit, what was someone like she doing here? Now see, I usually have my guard up when around females because I never know what they’re after. My dick or my money.
But since I wasn’t expecting to find anything worthy in this out of the way backwoods town, I didn’t have my shields in place. That’s why she hit me so hard. I felt the punch in more than my gut.
I’m not into old movies but even I knew who that face belonged to and had always admired the star’s unnatural beauty. If the actress wasn’t long dead I’d think there was some kind of hocus pocus going on. She was the spitting image of Ms. Taylor, down to the odd colored purple eyes.
And her body, fuck! Speaking of which, that’s just what I wanted to do to her at first sight. It had been a hell of a long time since my cock reacted so readily to a female. I’d long learned how to control those urges.
I maybe could’ve handled things if that were all, but once those two old men saw me looking, they got right down to sharing her life story. I didn’t know I had it in me but hearing that she’d been left at the altar and that both her parents were gone, touched something inside me.
For some reason, even though I too was alone in the world, her plight made me feel. Something that hasn’t happened in a long fucking time. I hadn’t even cried at dad’s funeral.
But as I sat there, drinking my imported beer, which was a surprise in a place like this, listening to their words with an eye on her, something started to grow inside me.
It didn’t hurt that I caught her looking every once in a while. Or that she’d blush each time. And there was no point in denying that my cock was harder than it’s been quite some time. It was then that I realized I’d gone without pussy for a while.
Since dad died I’ve been playing catch up to tie up all the loose ends, then I came here right after, so there was no time for pleasure. Maybe that’s why my dick had such an intense reaction to her.
Whatever the reasons, by the end of the night, after everyone else had gone, and I’d found myself sitting there on that stool for hours instead of the few minutes I’d planned, I knew I was going to fuck her before leaving town.
It wasn’t hard talking her around, in fact, I’d spent the last few hours softening her up for the kill. It was obvious she wanted it, and from the story they’d told I could well imagine that she wanted to get some of her own back.
Which was perfect, we’d both be scratching an itch, and it wouldn’t be like I was taking advantage of a poor country girl who’d had her heart broken. But there I got hoodwinked as well.
Country girl my ass! If they were growing them like this in the country it’s a wonder anyone ever left. Her pussy is….how can I put this? Let’s just say that shit beats all the others hands down, a distant first by a mile.
Fuck me, I never expected to find a cunt that good. By that I mean, no pussy has ever got me to change my mind about shit. This one, this one has me back here in this house with phone in hand calling my realtor to tell her not to tell yet.
I hung up the phone still not knowing what the hell. I gave some thought to booting up my laptop and checking in on my business but my ass was too tired from a night spent fucking.
5
Travis
That’s another thing. I’ve never fucked anyone that long, not even in my teens. Just never had one hold my interest for that long I guess. But that girl, that Emerald. Everything about her drove me crazy.