Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Keep going baby girl,” I rasp, cupping a big breast in one hand. “You can do it.”
As if in response to my words, her whole body starts shaking and her movements become more and more jerky and sporadic. That’s my signal. I grab hold of her hips and piston my hips up, fucking into her from below until she’s practically screaming. She clutches the sides of the chair, holding on for dear life as I drill up into that sweetness like a deranged man. Then a loud scream erupts from her throat while her pussy cream thickens before erupting into spasms around my cock.
“Brody! Oh my God, yes, Brody!” she shrieks as her sweet walls clamp down, the tremors massaging my shaft. I fuck her hard right through her orgasm, making sure that each and every one of my thrusts are deep, the force of them jolting to the back of her throat. But she’s young and tight, and the spasms are too much. I grab onto one big breast while grunting, coming hard inside of her as she gasps.
“B-Brody!” she moans. “Oh yes, give it to me. I want it!”
My face is twisted in a vicious snarl now.
“Fuck yeah! Fuck shit FUCK!”
Gallons of hot seed spurt into my pretty girl even as she continues to writhe and moan in my lap. There’s so much fluid that it literally begins seeping out between our bodies, and unable to resist, I swipe a finger through the wetness before reaching up to insert my finger into Cleo’s mouth. The sexy brunette sucks hungrily, enjoying the taste of our mixed fluids.
“You like it, don’t you?” I rasp, my blue eyes glinting as the last of my seed spurts into her firm young body. “Now, you’ll have my come inside you for the whole day,” I add, trying to catch my breath.
But Cleo merely sucks on my finger harder before reaching down to coat her own fingers in the white fluid. But instead of sucking on the digits, she instead reaches around and flips her skirt up before painting her back door with the smear of ejaculate.
“Yes Daddy, this way I’ll have you in my pussy and my ass,” she giggles. “That’s exactly how I want it.”
I’m dumbstruck by how dirty this girl is, and my rod goes rock-hard inside her once again. Oh fuck. Is this really happening? But it is, and Cleo smirks while rocking her hips in my figure eight on my lap
“I think we can fit you inside me again,” she purrs. “Maybe in my backdoor this time? It’s all lubed up and ready to go now.”
Fuck, this woman is going to be the death of me. We’ll be fired if anyone catches Santa with his shaft buried tight in an elf’s big bubble butt, but then again, do I really care? I let out a low growl and pull Cleo in for another heated kiss because this is going to be the best photo shoot that the town of Coleman has ever seen.
3
CLEO
Two weeks later.
I giggle to myself, feeling giddy as I drag my large suitcase down the long hallway of my Coleman U dorm. I don’t want to return to school, especially not after the last two weeks with Brody, but a girl’s got to get an education right?
Yet, my skin tingles where Brody’s fingertips once stroked, and I clamp my thighs together at the delicious memories. After all, after Brody and I had sex at the mall, we started having sex all the time.
We both swore that it was only going to be a one-time thing. That moment at Valley Fair was a slip-up and nothing but a chink in our armor, but that notion went by the wayside because you can’t experience a connection that powerful and then forget about it.
Besides, the interlude at the mall was incredible, but it was rushed. Yes, we did back-end right after we finished the first session, and Brody sprayed my big bottom with his seed. But we didn’t have enough time to truly explore each other’s bodies, so as soon as the front door swung shut that evening, we were in each other’s arms once again. This time, without the fear that we would be discovered.
And that’s that. All pretensions of me sleeping on the couch evaporated, and I moved into Brody’s bedroom immediately. We made love morning, noon, and night, only getting up to eat, and it was amazing. Of course, I was sore afterwards, but it’s the best kind of ache between the legs that there is.
Yet, our connection is wrong because my lover used to be married to my mom. Sure, it was a long time ago, but still, they were legally man and wife, no matter how you view the issue. Yet being with the handsome man feels so good, and I have to think that part of the reason why is because of just how taboo our connection is. Knowing that our relationship is forbidden only makes things ten times hotter, as wretched as that sounds.