Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“I’ve got to say,” I licked my lips, somewhat freaked out. “This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever felt.”
She helped guide my heavy cock down until the tip of the bottle touched my pubic bone.
“God,” she said. “You’re touching the bottom, aren’t you?”
I snorted, causing her to smack my bare ass. “Don’t move!”
I didn’t move.
Not for four long minutes as she slowly moved her hand up and down my backside.
I don’t even think she realized she was doing it, either. I think she was just absently trying to offer me her support.
Or, at least, that’s what I told myself.
Surely, she wasn’t purposefully getting that close to my balls each time she swept her hands over and around me.
Two hundred and forty seconds later I choked out, “Time!”
My voice sounded like it’d been put through a shredder with how strangled it sounded coming out.
She pulled the casting off my cock so slowly, my eyes crossed at the suction.
And then I lost it.
The moment she had it off me and sitting on the counter, I reared up, grabbed the soap off the side of the counter, and furiously rubbed my cock and pubic hair with the soap.
Then I rinsed it off, making a mess of the floor and the counter in the process.
Once every smear of white goo was off my cock and pubes, I reached for Aspen and yanked her to me.
She hit my body hard, her gasp being captured by my mouth as I slammed my mouth down onto hers.
Somewhere in our fumbling she lost her pants and panties, and I growled in approval.
“Oh, God, yes,” she gasped between kisses, jumping up and wrapping her legs around my hips.
Her ankle monitor dug into my ass cheek, but I didn’t give a shit as I took her mouth with mine.
“You taste so good,” I said, pulling back to look at her face.
She undulated her hips, rocking up and down, back and forth, letting the length of my cock become saturated in her juices.
“Condom,” I moaned. “You got any in here?” I asked, placing my hand on the medicine cabinet currently holding her head up.
She shook her head.
“No,” she moaned, licking her lips. “But I have some in that box in the living room.”
I stepped back and she held on, wrapping her arms around me tight.
I held her by her ass as we walked out to the living room, my whole body shivering once the cool air of the rest of the house finally made itself known.
The living room, however, was nice and warm as I dropped down to my knees in front of the fire.
She let me go as she turned onto her side and reached into the box to pull out a few items.
Condoms.
Three different kinds.
Glow in the dark.
Flavored.
And ribbed.
“Which one?” She fumbled with the boxes.
“Who gives a fuck?” I held out my hand for one.
She rolled over onto her belly as she reached further into the box, coming up with a smaller box in her hand.
When she went to push up onto her hands and knees, I pushed her shoulders down.
“Stay down,” I ordered, smacking her ass when she tried to rear up.
She complied, looking at me quickly as she ripped open the box.
Pulling a strip of squares out of the box, she tore one off and handed it back to me.
The rest of box’s contents were littering the area and making it look like a fuckin’ orgy was about to commence.
“Glow in the dark,” she gasped, pushing her butt back against me as I ripped into the condom’s wrapper, positioned it at the tip of my cock, and rolled the thing down my length.
Well…most of it, anyway.
There was still a good two inches left at the bottom of the condom.
“Did you buy the smallest size they had?” I asked her, reaching forward to grab her ass.
“No,” she denied. “And I didn’t buy them. They sent samples in exchange for an honest review.”
My hands squeezed the supple flesh of her ass, massaging and kneading it as I tried to gain some semblance of control.
“Make sure you tell them that they’re too small.” I mumbled, touching the very tip of my now fluorescent green and glowing cock to her entrance.
“Too small, got it,” she moaned, dropping her head and swaying her hips enticingly in my direction. “Normal sized people. Need bigger ones for your Incredible Hulk cock.”
I made a low noise in the back of my throat in answer to that.
“Can you take a picture?” She asked.
I licked my lips.
Now, had I been completely sober, I would never had done something so crazy.
But I wasn’t sober.
I was on my umpteenth beer, and who knows which glass of wine since we hadn’t been using glasses.
A thump against my leg had me looking down to see her phone had dropped onto my foot, meaning I did what any irresponsible adult would do.