Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Time to show him I am one.
I hitch myself up and use four fingers this time – two from each hand. What a lovely stretch as I spread my pussy open…
I cake all four fingers in blood and trail them up my body, teasing my nipples as he watches.
“You like that?” I ask him, and he gives me a smirk.
“You already know the answer.”
I do it again. More wet fingers to smear my tits with blood.
“Come on,” I coax. “I want you up here.”
His tongue is already out as he hauls himself up and over me. The heat of his body feels so fucking good over mine. My fingers are messy when they tangle in his hair, guiding his mouth to one of my blood-smeared tits, my nipples hard as bullets.
I feel his hard cock against my thigh and fuck, how I want him inside me. My pussy is screaming, but I’m not giving in. Not yet. I can’t… this is all about him.
His lips are puffy, and his cheeks are a mess with my blood. He’s so up close as he feasts on my dirty tits that I can practically taste him. The scent in the air is primal.
I had no idea I’d like his fantasy this much.
Maybe Ebony is right. Maybe I’ll be more of a hardcorer than I think I am.
Time to start acting like one…
My heart is pounding as I wriggle to get his attention. My thumb brushes his dirty cheek as I say words I never thought would be coming from my mouth.
“Kiss me.”
He looks as shocked as I feel.
“What?”
“Kiss me,” I say again. “I want to taste what you’re tasting.”
He smiles a lovely smile, so warm through the filth.
“Really? You want me to kiss you?”
“Really.”
“I can’t believe you want this. You’re the real deal.”
“Neither can I, and yes, I am. I’m the real deal.”
“I should get you a drink,” he says, “you’ve never done this before, the taste can be quite… heavy.”
I remember what Eb said, a drink to wash it down. But fuck it, I don’t want to spoil the moment. His moment.
I shake my head no. “Kiss me,” I tell him again. And again he smiles adoringly.
He licks my lips before he kisses me, and I open my mouth wide. My tongue is already swirling with his before his lips land on mine. Dirty. The kiss tastes like iron and feels like sin. It seems the most natural thing in the world as we mutually position ourselves. He pushes his cock inside me, and in some surreal, alternate universe, this would be nothing more than making out while making love.
My pussy needs this. It’s screaming, right from the depths. The thrusts are so slick, but so satisfying, and if he wasn’t pumping his hips so quickly, I’d be ready to come again. But he does pump that fast. He pumps like a piston, out of control, cursing right into my mouth as he unloads into me.
“Fucking hell, just fuck–” he groans, and I’m smiling, my own orgasm irrelevant.
He collapses onto me when he’s done, kissing my neck while I’m grinning at the ceiling.
“I have no words,” he says, and I giggle.
“You don’t need any. I just hope that’s not game over.”
“Well, that depends…” he says, voice trailing. His stare is full of dirty lust as he looks at me. “It depends on how dirty you can be.”
“I’d say I’ve been pretty dirty already, wouldn’t you?”
“You’ve been seriously fucking filthy, yeah. But there’s more to come. We can play harder, and you can earn more. Just say the word.”
It’s like a crash of lightning on a summer’s day. I get a twist in my stomach at the realisation this is still all about the cash, despite everything. I’m still Holly the whore, with a bank account waiting for a payout. Preferably a big one.
Being Holly the whore makes my answer a no brainer.
“I’ll be as filthy as you want me to be.”
With that, User 319 pulls his cock free and clambers up to the side of me. His cock is dripping with cum and blood, an absolute mess, already swelling fresh.
“Your turn to suck,” he says, and my insides are twisting, even though my clit is still pulsing. “Do it,” he tells me. “Suck me clean.”
Can I do it? Can I? Suck it and see… I hear Ebony’s giggle.
I open wide for his filthy dick and he’s swollen hard again when he guides it into my mouth. I’m glad he’s such a quick riser.
Ebony is right. I’m a hardcorer. I don’t care what the fuck is on his cock as I work my head for him, sucking him like a hungry slut. My mind is clear of everything but making him feel good.
His fingers fuck me as I suck him, and I’m fully prepared when he switches. He alternates his dick and dirty fingers on loop, until I swear I must have swallowed the whole load of his cum from my pussy. What a perverse version of strawberries and cream.