Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 718(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
“I mean it,” she said. “I want to be the dirtiest girl you’ve ever had, and I know you’ve had a lot. I want to be the best.”
Her words made my cock swell as well as my heart. I gazed at her in awe.
"Don’t keep me waiting,” she said, “make me a dirty slut, Julian.”
Oh, how I loved the girl.
I spat on her tits like she was a true dirty slut, smearing her skin until she was dripping, nipples hard. I spat some more and ran my fingers up her neck, coated wet.
“Open your mouth,” I said, and she did it. She opened her mouth wide and sucked my fingers in all the way. She sucked me like a needy baby, and my cock was aching for her cunt, but I didn’t give it to her. I wanted to defile her enough to drive me insane.
She was smiling as I took the black marker pen at her side. I started with her thighs, my hands running wild as I wrote cheap on one side and slut on the other.
“Hitch your legs up,” I said, and she did as she was told, displaying the words proudly. Her slick cunt was on offer, but I wanted to give her the thick purple dildo before I gave her my cock. She moaned as I eased it in all the way, straining at her bonds, but she was a good girl. She didn’t complain, didn’t squirm, didn’t lower her legs.
“Want to see what you look like? Such a pretty piece of meat on offer?” I asked her, and she nodded.
It was second nature to call up the camera app on my phone. I loved the way she looked onscreen, glasses so awkwardly cute as she tried to stare down at me. My view was all on her slit, though, framed by the words cheap slut. The dildo was straining, stretching her cunt beautifully. She was such a tight little bitch.
I set the video app to record. She whimpered like an innocent as she saw it in my hands.
I leant in close and pushed her glasses up her nose. “Tell me you want it. Say you want to be a cheap slut,” I said, making sure her face was visible onscreen.
My true deviant nature was taking hold. I was lost to it. And it was incredible.
She was incredible.
“I really, really want it,” she said. “I want to be your cheap slut.”
“I’m not convinced,” I said. “Say it like you mean it. Say it like you crave it.”
I kept her face in shot. She looked hurt at first. Then her confidence kicked back in. She ran her tongue over her lips. I could see she was thinking of the words to use.
“Tell me,” I said.
“Alright,” she said, “I’ll tell you how I crave it. I’m your slut,” she paused, so calm and serene. “I might not be a very good slut right now, but I know I will be the best slut for you. All I need is for you to teach me. I crave that. And I crave the look of love in your eyes when you play with me. I crave the amazing orgasms. I crave you, Julian. I’m your slut, so make me the best. Please.”
I took a step back, stared at the girl with an ache in my heart.
I stopped the video and took my time, savouring the moment as she watched me shrug my shirt off, smiling as I pushed my trousers and boxers down. I fisted my cock, saw the craving in her. Felt it in me. Could have fucked her right there and then. But no.
I made quick work of fetching a mug from the kitchen, dragging the TV closer, and settling my phone in the mug on top of it, angled just right to catch everything as I set the video to record again.
I stood to the side of her, opened her legs wide, and she moaned a delicious moan as I eased the dildo all the way out. Her breath was almost a hiss. It sent shivers to my balls. And her cunt was bliss, gaping just a little as it retracted.
“Fuck, that feels nice,” she said.
I stroked her hair. “Good girl,” I said and pushed the dildo back in, slowly, all the way.
“God,” she said. “Oh God. Oh God.”
I admired the stretch of her. Her cunt straining at the intrusion.
“How does it feel?” I asked.
“It stings,” she said, “Hurts.”
“Then let’s turn that pain into pleasure. That’s what good sluts do, Rosie. Turn pain into pleasure.”
I fucked her with the dildo. Slowly at first until her slickness allowed for rhythm.
“That’s it,” I said and picked up the pace.
She cried out and I kept going until those cries became whimpers and she was actually bucking against the toy.
I stopped fucking her and pushed the dildo deep.