Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Without thinking, I reached out and traced a finger around Mandy’s anus. She gasped and tensed at the touch.
“Has anyone ever fucked you here, Mandy?” I asked, my voice sounding thick to my ears.
Mandy whimpered softly before answering. “Y-yes, miss. My last boyfriend… he did it a few times.”
I felt a rush of heat at her confession. “And did you like it?” I pressed, gently pushing the tip of my finger against the tight, wrinkly opening.
“I… I’m not sure,” Mandy admitted, her voice quavering. “It felt so dirty and wrong, but also… intense. I came really hard when he did it.”
I could hear the conflict in her voice—the mix of shame and arousal. Despite her submissive nature, Mandy was still struggling to fully embrace this taboo act.
“You’re such a naughty girl,” I murmured, withdrawing my finger. “Letting your boyfriend use your tight little asshole like that.”
Mandy shuddered at my words. I ran my hands over the curves of her bottom, still warm from her spanking.
“Don’t worry,” I told her. “I won’t fuck your ass today. But I think you’d better get used to the idea. A dirty slut like you needs to learn to take it in all her holes.”
Mandy let out a sob of sheer need. “Yes, miss,” she breathed.
Who am I talking to? I suddenly wondered, feeling my heart skip a beat. I hesitated, internally, for just a moment, and then I took the plunge. Both of us. I’m talking to both of us. I’m a dirty slut. I need to learn to take it in all my holes.
I positioned the head of the dildo at the entrance to Mandy’s vagina, feeling a heady rush of power as I saw how wet and swollen her lips were. The sight and scent of her arousal made my own core throb with renewed need.
“Grip the back of the chair, Mandy,” I instructed, my voice low and commanding. “I’m going to fuck you hard now. You’d better hold on tight.”
Mandy’s fingers curled around the top of the chair, her knuckles whitening as she gripped it. I could see the muscles in her back tensing, her whole body quivering with anticipation.
“Yes, miss,” she whimpered. “Please… I need it so badly.”
I smiled, savoring the desperation in her voice. Slowly, I began to push the dildo inside her, watching in fascination as her pussy lips stretched to accommodate its girth. Mandy let out a long, low moan as I filled her, her hips pushing back against me.
Once I was fully sheathed inside her, I paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the sensation. Then, gripping her hips firmly, I began to move.
The first thrust was slow and deliberate, but as I felt Mandy’s body yielding to me, I quickly picked up the pace. The room filled with the sounds of our coupling—the wet slap of flesh on flesh, Mandy’s breathless cries, and my own low grunts of exertion.
To my amazement, Mandy started to come almost immediately. Her whole body tensed, her inner lips clenching visibly around the dildo as she cried out in ecstasy. The sight of her pleasure, knowing that I had caused it, sent a fresh wave of arousal through me.
“That’s it, you little slut,” I panted, not slowing my thrusts. “Come for me. Show me how much you love being fucked.”
Mandy’s orgasm seemed to go on and on, her body shuddering as I continued to pound into her. Just as she started to come down from her peak, I adjusted my hips slightly, changing the angle of penetration. The new position must have hit just the right spot, because Mandy immediately tensed up again, a fresh wave of pleasure washing over her.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she chanted, her voice high and breathy. “Miss, please… it’s too much…”
But I could tell from the way her body was responding that it wasn’t too much at all. She was loving every second of it, her pussy greedily gripping the dildo with each thrust.
I fucked her relentlessly, driven by a primal need to dominate, to possess. The base of the dildo ground against my clit with each movement, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I was getting close to my own orgasm, but I was determined to make Mandy come three times before I finished myself off.
I continued to thrust into Mandy, relishing every cry and moan that escaped her lips. Her body trembled beneath me, slick with sweat and flushed with exertion. I could feel the heat radiating from her spanked bottom as my hips slapped against it with each forceful thrust.
“That’s it, Mandy,” I panted, gripping her hips tighter. “Take it. Take it all.”
Mandy whimpered, her fingers white-knuckled as she clung to the chair. “Yes, miss,” she gasped. “Oh… please…”
I could feel her tensing up again, could even sense her inner walls clenching around the dildo. With a wicked grin, I reached around and found her clit, circling it with my fingers as I continued to pound into her.