Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“Ohhhh,” is my delicious sigh as I twist beneath him. “YES.”
John smiles again into my wetness, and fastens his mouth on my clit for a devastating suckle. I feel my legs growing weak, my inner thighs starting to tremble with pleasure. It seems as if I can feel each and every cell in my body, each tiny dot inside of me spontaneously burning up with ecstasy. On an X-ray, I’m sure my body would look like a field of fireflies, their tiny bulbs illuminating the dark with explosions of light and joy.
But before I can come to my senses, John pulls away and the brisk air of the night blows between my legs once again. He begins to slowly climb back up to meet me face to face, but I can’t wait. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him up before we begin to passionately kiss once again.
I use my leg to push his waist up and off of me, allowing enough space for my hand to slide between our bodies. I undo his belt and with a low growl, he turns over on to his back in anticipation. It’s my turn to return the favor, and I can’t wait. I help him undress and then take a moment to take him all in, kneeling next to him on the grass. This man is a god. The moonlight runs over his heavily muscled frame, illuminating six pack abs, a wide chest, and thick, powerful legs.
But it’s not just that. I can’t help but notice that he is tremendously turned on as well, his cock rock hard and erect, waiting for my touch.
“Put it in your mouth, baby,” he rasps, those blue eyes almost glowing. “Taste me, sweetheart.”
I let out a mewl, and using my hand, I guide him into my mouth. For a moment, I wonder if I will be able to take him in fully, but after a few deep indrawn breaths through my nostrils, I manage. It’s the perfect fit. The sweet and salty mix of John’s skin and his pre-come consumes me and turns me on until I’m vibrating with desire. I need to feel him inside of me now.
Backing off, his huge member glistens as it exits my mouth. I cough a few times, and John looks at me with amused eyes.
“You’ll get used to it with practice, baby girl. But you did great this first time.”
With practice? Does that mean I’ll see him again? Regardless, I take his shaft into my hand once again, this time moving on top to straddle him as I do. He looks stunned and deeply satisfied at once, loving my confidence. I smile at him in return, and he folds his hands behind his head, his blue eyes glowing as he takes in the sight of my curvy female form poised above him. My own chin tilts up, and we both let out moans of pleasure as I slip him inside of me, lowering my hips down to meet his.
“Fuck honey, you feel amazing.”
I know exactly what he means because it feels like we were made to be like this. I’ve hooked up with my fair share of guys in NYC, but none have felt so good before. He’s huge, stretching me almost uncomfortably and yet I welcome the momentary discomfort. We’re still for a moment, savoring one another, but then I raise myself again, before descending once more onto his huge shaft.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he moans, his hands coming up to curve around my breasts. “You’re gorgeous.”
I can’t answer because he feels too good inside. I tilt my head back and moan again, moving myself up and down his body. My breasts tremble and shake, my movements becoming more frenetic.
“Yes,” he rasps. “Find your pleasure, sweetheart. Use my body to make yourself feel good.”
I plant myself on him one more time, and then let out a high, keening wail as my pussy explodes. Powerful contractions grip his cock inside me, and he too lets out a roar. His dick twitches and then explodes, hot reams of semen spurting into my womanhood as I pulse frantically, loving the connection.
Finally, I collapse onto his chest, breathless and sweaty. He wraps his arms around me tightly and holds me steady. I feel so at peace here in his arms. John gently kisses the top of my head and whispers.
“Sweetheart, that was amazing, but I should get you home.”
I giggle lightly, trailing a finger up and down his broad, bronzed chest.
“That was fun,” is my coy reply. He merely kisses my head again.
“I know, baby, but it’s time for big girls to get their beauty sleep. You did a lot of work today, and I want these curves well-rested for the next time we’re together.”
The next time? Will there be one? Giggling again, I start pulling on my panties, and John helps me. His big hands are gentle, zipping up my dress and even kneeling before me to help me get into my high heels. Then, he calls a black car, and before I know, I’m being whisked home.