Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Take it off!” My eyes were on her sweater, which she now lifted over her head, leaving just the thin bra between me, and her tits. I made short work of tearing it from her before falling on her nipple with a growl. As I sucked her tit I imagined it was filled with milk, milk for the son she was going to bear me, and my cock went rampant inside her.
“Let me cum inside you; let me give you my child!” She cried out and flung her head back as I chewed on her tit and fucked up into her until it wasn’t enough. I got to my feet with her pussy impaled on my cock and laid her back across the desk, laying her out for my pleasure.
I fucked into her nice and slow, taking her ankles in my hands and raising them in the air, which gave me more room to fuck her hard and fast. I slammed my cock into her over and over again making her cry out with each thrust and still it wasn’t enough to satisfy the hunger in me. No matter how deep I went in her pussy it wasn’t deep enough.
Until I knocked against the door to her womb and found my way in. Only then when I felt the tight ring of her cervix that was designed to keep me out of that most sacred place snap around my cock was I satisfied. I covered her mouth with mine to swallow her screams and she came around my cock, just like I knew she would.
The orgasm that had been fighting for release was finally set free and I shot off inside her like a hose, washing down the walls of her womb, right where my seed would do the most good. Our tongues mated as we pawed at each other like animals, her breasts held firmly beneath my hands as she dug her nails into me.
I slipped out of her womb as her body was still thrashing with the aftershocks of her orgasm ignoring the pain in my cock that had yet to go down. I wanted her again almost as soon as I came out of her and helped her up from the desk to hold her in my arms. This time I put her on the floor in front of me and slid my cock back home without a word being spoken between us.
I don’t know how long we were in there alone in the dark, or how long I was buried inside her for, how many hours passed by in total bliss as I fucked her in every position known to man. There were moments of clarity when I would ask myself what the hell was going on, but those were fewer and far between.
For most of the afternoon and into the early evening I was lost in her, and didn’t really care about the strangeness of the situation. It’s only when she was too sore and too tired to take me again that we got up from the floor and my eyes landed on the box that held the cupcakes and I remembered how it all started.
I looked down at her now as she fixed her clothes in place and she looked different. I know she was the same girl who’d moved here a year ago, the girl I had no uses for, but that no longer seemed to matter. What mattered was who else she might be.
“Come, I’ll take you home.” Is it odd that she hadn’t spoken a word since I walked through the door of the library? Was she having the same weird experience as I? Or was she just too overwhelmed by being fucked for hours by the guy who’d always shunned her in the past?
Outside the night was coming as I helped her into the car and strapped her in before closing the door. I drove slowly toward the house with the red roof while she sat beside me clutching the box on her lap.
“Have you become mute?” She jerked as if the sudden sound of my voice in the enclosed silence of the car alarmed her.
“No, I just…” She shook her head as if trying to clear it and I decided to wait until we got to her place to have this conversation.
JESSICA
I’m in shock! There’s no other word to describe what I’m feeling. The whole morning into the afternoon has been a blur. From the moment he walked through the door until now I’ve been caught up in a time warp. I’m almost afraid to ask if he feels the same, not wanting to appear crazy to the one person in this town who’s ever treated me with disdain.
Am I crazy? Is that what all these strange new occurrences are about? And if not so, how do I explain letting him fuck me for the last six or seven hours, using me like I was his own personal fuck toy without a word of refusal, and enjoying the hell out of every minute of it to boot?