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)
“Still like it now, bitch?” Viv asks, and I nod.
“Yes, I fucking love it.”
“Want it harder?” she asks, and I force a grin, praying it’s convincing.
“As hard as can be, please. Fuck me, Mark,” I tell her husband.
I’m not surprised he’s so horny after watching me eat his wife out. His dick is a weapon he uses as a perverted thank you, jabbing it into me like he wants to tear me apart.
“Roll over now,” Viv says to him, and it’s clear they know what the drill is between them.
Mark hooks his arms under my thighs and switches position so he’s holding my back to his chest, still slamming up and into me. He sits up straight with me on his lap, and lowers my weight onto his thighs, perched on the edge of the bed. And then he spreads his legs between mine, until my pussy is exposed, open for entry. Shit. I’m gripped, held tight with nowhere to go as he slams my ass, making me bounce as I take him.
I whimper for real, nervous as fuck when Viv takes a huge rubber dildo from the bedside drawer. She slaps it against her palm, and I don’t know if I’m going to be able to take DP like this… I really don’t.
“Still want my husband’s cock?” she asks, and I’m staring at that dildo, nerves rife as I consider my options – but there’s only one answer to give.
I want five-stars, and I want all my money, and still, despite everything, my clit is a hungry little whore who wants the filth. Fuck the pain.
“Yes,” I tell Viv. “Fuck me all you want. I still want your husband’s cock in my ass.”
I’m grateful she lubes it up before she approaches me and drops to her knees, rubbing the head of the toy against my pussy so it’s nice and slick. I’m bouncing on her husband’s cock in a steady rhythm, so she uses it to work the toy in an inch at a time, but I’m crying out, fighting back tears until she brushes a generous thumb against my clit. It’s just a tease, but it helps.
“Still a long way to go,” she tells me. “But I know a dirty slut like you can take it.”
She’s right, I can.
Crying out and tears mean nothing whatsoever as she forces that big toy into my pussy. I let them flow free and easy, relieved to fuck when it’s all the way in.
“I’ll show mercy and go slow,” she says, but she doesn’t need to after the first few thrusts.
The journey from that point is inevitable. It always follows the same solid path. Pain beyond belief through the world of I can’t, I can’t, to the meadows of that feels good now, and then onwards, until it’s me begging for more. The words from my mouth sound so far away I can barely keep track of them, it’s all about the beautiful fucking stretch between my legs.
Fuck me, Mistress, please! Fuck me, harder! Fuck me for wanting your husband. Yes, yes, fucking yes!
I come with her husband’s dirty cock inside me, and her thick rubber toy in my cunt, stretched open wide. I come with slapped, pink tits, and spit all over my face, and the taste of Viv’s pussy still in my mouth, and I love it. I love every single seedy second.
Mark comes inside me, and Viv comes again as she plays with herself, watching, and we’re all buzzing, exhausted when showtime is over.
I can barely stand up from the bed, I’m battered so raw, and Viv helps me, now she’s out of character.
“Are you alright, Holly? That was pretty rough.”
I take hold of her arm, giggling in the aftermath. “Yeah, that was rough, but it was hot rough. Fuck, yes, I’ll remember that tomorrow.”
“Good. That was amazing.”
We drink more wine together once I’ve cleaned up and used their bathroom. There is plenty of blood on the toilet roll this time, but hey ho. All par for the course.
They are a nice couple, actually. Really down to earth, and open and friendly. She’s a high-end furniture designer and he’s in some kind of IT engineering. Smart and professional.
No wonder they have a house like this.
Maybe one day, I’ll have one myself…
They wave me off when my cab arrives, and I give them a genuine thank you for the evening. I’m sure they know I’m telling the truth when I say I’ve had a really good time.
I have. It’s been incredible.
Within a few minutes, the cash is in my account, and another glowing five-star review hits my profile.
Holly eats pussy better than my husband does, no joke. Ha. She’s brilliant. Takes a stretch even when it hurts like fuck, and works roleplay like a dream. I thought she might really have fallen for my husband at one point! Thank fuck it was a fantasy, or I might have found myself sharing him. Well done, and thanks, Holly. You’re a star.