Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Meanwhile, Brant’s quickly approaching climax, and I squeeze my back walls around his cock, massaging the pulsing shaft.
“Yes Daddy,” I pant. “You feel so good.”
“You feel good, baby,” he rasps, looking down at me with blazing blue eyes even as his cock drills me relentlessly in my back door. “Fuck fuck FUCK!”
It happens then. We soar over the edge at the same time, my wails rising to twine around his. That enormous member explodes in my rectum, spraying me with lash after lash of virile seed even as I seize and shudder, my anal walls milking his dick for more.
“Mmm!” I squeal. “Oh yes!”
We moan and writhe for a while longer as my ass drains his balls dry. Then, Brant collapses on me, his huge form sweaty and heavy.
“Hey, you’re crushing me!” I squeal from beneath the massive wall of his chest. “I can’t breathe.”
“Sorry honey,” he smirks before pushing himself up and pulling out. “I’m sure it didn’t hurt, right? You’re so plush and curvy, with plenty of padding.”
“I know,” I say while rolling my eyes. “I swear, living with you has made me put on twenty pounds.”
Brant slaps my haunches then, watching appreciatively as the white flesh jiggles and shakes.
“Yeah, but it’s a good twenty pounds, honey,” he drawls. “And you could stand to add another twenty and look even better.”
“Oh you!” I squeal. “How will I play the part of Annelise in Old Towne if I’m busting out of my dress?”
Brant shrugs and smirks again.
“Maybe it’ll be better if you bust out of your costume,” he rasps. “It’ll give the good citizens of Oakdale something to talk about.”
After all, our little community has always had a tendency to gossip, but thankfully, they’re not talking about my parents anymore. It’s not that everything with Rudy and Monica is normal again. In fact, the most surprising thing has happened. After Monica stopped cheating on Rudy, my dad came out of his makeshift bedroom, so that’s a huge win in and of itself.
But interestingly, Rudy’s lost interest in my mom and seems to be detaching himself from their relationship. They’re still both living in the house, but my guess is that my dad will be divorcing Monica in the next year or so. They’ve been married for twenty years, so it’ll be tough, but I think Rudy’s doing the right thing. He shouldn’t fear a gray divorce after what she put him through.
As a result, my parents are stable, more or less, for the moment. I don’t know what’s going to happen to their relationship, but I know that I shouldn’t intervene. After the near-catastrophe with Brant, my takeaway is that I should stay far away, and let things run their own course.
Meanwhile, Brant returns from the bathroom before gently placing a warm, damp towel against my ravaged behind.
“You okay, sweetheart?” he growls. “I know I always take you hard.”
“Yeah, but I love it,” I smile. “It feels so good having you in my body.”
My gorgeous boyfriend leans forward to kiss me.
“Good,” he rasps. “You’re a dirty girl and I love being inside all three of your holes, day and night.”
I giggle.
“But you know that I’m not the only girl who’s bad in this town, right? I think my friend Raelynn is up to no good.”
Brant’s eyebrows fly up.
“You think? I thought you guys were best friends who told each other everything.”
I nod slowly.
“We are, but this is something super-secret and filthy. Raelynn did a threesome recently, and she loved it. She says it made her feel so full and womanly, and she wants to do it again.”
Brant lets out a low whistle
“Shit, a threesome? I’m impressed. You guys really are dirty girls.”
I giggle.
“I know right? Of course, I would never do a threesome unless you were on board, Mr. Harrison. But what’s really sketchy about Rae’s threesome is that it was Rae, her boyfriend, and a third man who I think is her stepfather.”
That stops Brant in his tracks.
“Are you shitting me?”
I shake my head slowly.
“No, I’ve sensed something between Rae and Mr. Ward for a while now. Nothing concrete, but the air sizzles when they’re in the same room, and Rae blushes whenever I mention him. She hasn’t said anything though, and so far, won’t confirm who the third man is.”
Brant merely lets out another long, low whistle.
“Holy shit. I don’t know Hunter Ward well, but we’ve gotten drinks before, and he’s never mentioned his stepdaughter. At least not in that sense. What a dirty motherfucker.”
I shrug and smile.
“Well, I don’t know that it’s him for sure, so we’re jumping to conclusions. But yeah, my spidey sense tells me that something’s going on there.”
Brant reaches forward and tickles my pussy then, running those huge fingers through my moist folds.
“Is your spidey sense telling you something else, baby girl? Is it tingling and making you feel good?” he smirks.