Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
“Fuck, I’m gonna come, and you’re gonna watch,” she says.
Within seconds, she moans so loudly the whole house might hear.
But none of us care.
All I can do is whimper as I watch her fall apart from her own fingers, wishing she was riding mine instead.
“Please,” I murmur.
“You want it so badly?” she replies, leaning over to tip my chin up.
“Yes, please,” I say.
Being like this comes naturally to me. It’s what I’ve always loved, what Dylan has always done to me, but now that she does it … Fuck, I might be addicted.
“Then come all over yourself like a good slut,” she replies.
And it’s all I need to start thrusting into my own hand like a maniac, hips popping as the cum jets out right onto my white shirt. It’s so much, and it’s everywhere; I’m completely soaked.
“F-Fuck …” Dylan groans behind me.
“Having a hard time?” she muses as she gets up from the couch. “Then let me help you.”
Dylan
Penelope waltzes over to me, and I jerk my wrists in an effort to free them, but to no avail. Of course not. I know these fucking cuffs. I’ve used them a million times, yet I never once thought of the possibility that a purple-haired girl would someday use them on me.
And that I’d actually fucking love it.
She approaches the chair, and I shift in place, trying to keep my bulge from tearing a hole through my pants. When she leans over, exposing her tits right in my face, I literally lean in to try to bite them.
“Ah, ah,” she muses, leaning back again. “That’s only for good boys. And you all have been so fucking bad …”
I groan in dismay, but then she grips my chair. “You want to be good for me, don’t you?”
“Yes. God yes,” I reply, gazing up at her.
“Then be a slut for me and eat this pussy.” She sets her foot down on my lap, grips my face, and lowers it right against her mound.
My tongue immediately dips out, desperate for a taste. And fuck me, her clit is still throbbing with desire.
I moan as she pushes herself against me, burying her slit in my face.
“That’s it. Use your tongue,” she says, grasping the back of my head to shove me farther in.
I swivel my tongue back and forth as she starts rubbing herself against me.
I can barely breathe, and you know what? I actually wouldn’t mind if I choked on this pussy because it’s worth it.
“Fuck, yes, smother me,” I murmur between licks.
“You’re whimpering for me, aren’t you?” she murmurs with a fistful of my white hair in her hands. “Make that sound again.”
It’s almost as if it comes naturally to me as I writhe on this chair, moaning against her.
“Your cock wants it so desperately, doesn’t it?” she asks.
I nod against her slit. “I want it … God, I want to bury my tongue inside you.”
“Do it then. Make me come, and maybe I’ll let you too,” she says, driving me insane with lust.
I roll my tongue up and down her wetness, sucking on her clit like my life depends on it. When I stick out my tongue, she gyrates on top of it, getting herself off on my face.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come again,” she moans.
“Penelope …” Felix rasps, and even though I ignore him, she can’t.
Her eyes home in on him as I flick her clit as fast as I can, and it’s almost as if her pleasure is taken from me. Like this is her ultimate revenge … refusing to even look at me as she uses my face, and I fucking hate to love it.
Her moans grow louder and louder, her eyes still fixated on his like she wants to punish him with orgasms we give her. Suddenly, she explodes all over my face, and I lick it up with glee. It’s so fucking hot, too hot. And as I whimper, I explode inside my pants, filthying myself with my cum.
But I don’t even care.
It’s that hot.
She lifts herself off me, only to smile when she sees the stain visible on the outside. “Aw … got a little too turned on, slut?” she muses, like she enjoys this.
I don’t mind. Felix asked for this. And I’m just a happy participant, deserving as much punishment for my part.
“See? You could do it too,” Ali says.
Pen’s fingers briefly slide along my dick, which thumps in my pants, still pumping.
“A ruined orgasm,” she murmurs. “Exactly what you deserve.”
“Fuck, Penelope, I want it too,” Felix groans, clearly struggling.
She turns to face him. “Do you now?” She struts toward him, staying just out of reach, despite the fact that he’s almost ready to rip through the straps to get her. “And what are you willing to do?”
Felix
I swallow away the lump in my throat as she kicks off her shoes in front of me and then takes off her shirt. Completely nude, puckered lips, prim ass, ready for the taking. Fuck, she knows how to get me riled up.