Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Such a big shape….
He pulls them down over his legs in one fluid movement, and I gasp at the size of his manhood as it flies out and bobs in the air so hard it won’t stay down for a second.
His dick is enormous – not that I have anything to judge it against – but surely, it can’t fit inside me?
And I know I’m about to find out, because within a second he is over me, his body covering mine, his mouth devouring and attacking mine with urgent and hungry kisses.
I gasped for breath as his fingers came down between my legs, finding the same bundle of nerves he worked so expertly yesterday and rubbing circles around it.
I cry out wordlessly, fire jumping through my body, making me jerk in place, and then rest back on the bed with my legs open, widening my stance to ensure he has room to work.
His fingers slip down further, and in the next moment, I feel them entering me, just one at first, feeling how wet I am for him.
“Please,” I gasp out, desperate for him and ready. I feel the hard length of his dick against my thigh, hot and slick at the tip, and it feels like it’s burning me. I want it inside. My pussy is calling out for him.
He takes pity on me, or maybe he can’t resist the call either, and I feel something new push against my entrance. I look down to see his dick in his hand, the head pushed up against me, rubbing back and forth and mixing our slickness together, making my head spin.
He pushes against me, and I feel a stretch, a slightly uncomfortable feeling, and then almost a pop as he pushes through and into me. I gasp at the tightness, at how it feels like I am being stretched wide open, and he stops.
I can’t speak to tell him how I feel, but somehow he senses the moment when it stops being so uncomfortable, fading to a dull ache, and then he moves forward a little again, rocking his hips against mine.
Inch by inch he enters me, always taking care not to go too fast or to push me past my limits, always seeming to know just when it is fine to move again.
At last, after what seems like an age, he settles deep inside me with an expression of peace on his face, as if he has finally slotted into the place where he belongs.
I feel there is no more room for him to move, fully filling me up, and I, too, get a sense of rightness. I realize I have been gripping his arms hard for support and let go, relaxing my hands. It doesn’t feel so tight or stretched anymore. The ache has disappeared into a more comfortable state.
He looks into my eyes, and he begins to move.
It’s like nothing I have ever experienced before. It’s like all my nerves on the inside of my body are firing at once. They are primed against this new intrusion amongst them, this hot and hard intrusion that begins to feel like it is perfectly at home.
All I can feel is him. All I can sense is him, all I see and all I hear. His breathing and mine are heavy and fast, and I hear a gasp of noise from my mouth, a little ‘oh’ I can’t stop from escaping.
With the next thrust, it comes again, and I can’t control myself with the pleasure he is sending through my veins. I can’t find a way to get a grip on myself at all.
I can’t do anything but live inside this moment, him filling me up, each thrust faster than the last, my hips coming up to try to meet his rhythm, always wanting him deeper and deeper inside of me.
Hunter sits up and grabs my hips, lifting me up toward him. And now I have the perfect view: his naked body over mine, sweat trickling over his abs with the effort, his dick plunging in and out of my no longer virgin pussy.
Coupled with the pleasure I already feel, the view is too much – and I can’t help but feel myself tumbling toward the edge.
I cry out with each thrust, each one sending me higher and higher, my voice turning into a scream, rising and rising, out of control, until there is nothing left in my brain but pleasure, the ultimate pleasure of it all.
I feel the precipice coming – and I tumble over it, like a rollercoaster plunging from a height, a great pulsing wash of ecstasy coming over me and again and again and again.
I dimly feel Hunter move jerkily and I know he is also feeling it, finishing inside of me as I milk him, my body pulsing and jerking as I slowly drift back to earth. I feel like a snowflake taken by the wind, filled with a warm glow, melting and coming undone.