Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
She came to a stop abruptly, and her hungry mouth kissed me once more before she pulled away. She rose up and balanced on the balls of her feet, my dick too long for her to ride me comfortably, and she guided my length inside her before she slowly dropped down, the muscles of her thighs and ass working beautifully.
I hooked my arms underneath her thighs and loaned her my strength, and together, she rode my length from head to base, her core tightening whenever there was too much, but she didn’t dare protest.
Fuck, I already wanted to come.
A beautiful woman was bouncing on my dick with the endurance of an athlete, her hair swaying, her posture straight.
Her bare pussy was clenching down on my length over and over, flooding it with her arousal and smearing it with enough cream to make a café crème.
All I could do was tense and focus, try to think about something else besides the fact that this was the best pussy of my fucking life. Let her get to the finish line first, because Jesus Christ, she deserved it.
She started to slow, her hands moving to my shoulders to use as an anchor to pull herself up, a starry mist emerging in her eyes. Her pants from working hard turned into moans, and then those moans turned into chaotic whimpers as her channel tightened around me with the strength of an angry cobra.
She finally came with a burst, breaking at the seams, releasing cries and moans that echoed in her small apartment. The windows were still open, so a neighbor may possibly be getting the show of their life. “Yes…” Nails sank into my chest and started to drag, her beautiful eyes locked on mine as she stared into my soul.
Just a little longer.
She continued to clutch my dick with that pussy, squeezing every last drop of pleasure before it was gone.
Come on, Luca.
She finally came to a stop, catching her breath because the exhaustion hit her after the pleasure swept her away.
I could come right now even if she just sat there because she was so damn hot, but I waited because I wanted the full experience of her riding my length with her stomach tight and her hard ass working to lift her body up and down.
She caught her breath and started to move again, pushing her hips down to my base and up again, over and over. Her legs were tired, but she continued to work, letting me do at least half of the work with my arms.
I moved her harder and faster, ready to come inside that slick paradise.
She came to a stop, grabbed my arms, and put them behind my head, her fingers squeezing my wrists before she pulled away.
I let her do what she wanted, mesmerized by this woman.
She did the rest on her own, wanting me to enjoy it without moving a muscle, feeling her smash my dick over and over, more cream building up at my base like she was a soft serve machine.
My arms rested across the back of the couch, and I continued to watch her, her beautiful skin coated in sweat, her muscles flexing, more beads of sweat forming in the line between her tits. Her hands used my chest and shoulders for balance, and she continued to bounce up and down.
I could barely keep my bullet in the barrel before, but now, I naturally suppressed it because I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want to stop watching her work so damn hard to fuck me. Our bodies were so slick together, and she handled my big dick like she was woman enough to take it.
With her eyes on mine, she said, “You’re so hot.”
Whether it was sincere or just a tactic to get me to come because she was exhausted, it worked. My hands clenched the pillows that lined the back of the couch, and I felt my chest nearly split from the breath I took. My mountains trembled as they cracked, and I released a fountain of desire inside her, an unstoppable geyser potent with my aching arousal.
I couldn’t keep my hands on the couch a second longer, and I gripped her tiny little waist, bringing her up and down on my length as I finished. “Fuck.” I tugged her hard as I pumped inside her, every muscle in my body so tight they were about to rip.
I gradually came back down to earth as she slowed and came to a stop with a pool sealed between our bodies. She still breathed hard, and her hair was slightly wet from the sweat. But I was so hard, it was as if I hadn’t come at all.
I threw her to the other side of the couch, a little harder than I meant to because my arm muscles were so tight.