Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Something has changed inside me. I can’t say exactly what. Maybe it’s just that I had an experience so far outside the norm that the norm doesn’t feel as real as it used to.
Things are settling down in general though. Jake hasn’t had any more issues at school, which is great. Seems like they finally got on top of the bullying. I’m really glad for him and for my mom. My life is back in the grind of school and work. I guess this is it forever now…
I wake up in the middle of the night, lying on my back, a hand over my mouth, another one sliding down between my legs. A thick, masculine finger finds my pussy and pushes in with a casual kind of ownership.
I’m wet. I didn’t even know he was here, and I’m fucking soaked. It’s not because of him, either. It’s because I’m close to ovulating and my body likes to be wet pretty much all the time in this part of my cycle.
It hits me in a flash that this man knows when I’m in heat like an animal. He’s only coming to me when he’s got some chance of making me pregnant.
“I missed you,” he growls softly, pressing that finger as deep inside me as it will go. I feel my pussy stretch for him as he touches me with complete command, like he truly owns me.
I can’t reply, and I am glad for it, because telling him I missed him too would feel insane. Even if it is true.
He pulls his hand out of my pants and proceeds to strip me bare. I do not resist. I lie there, stunned that this is happening again. I should fight, but there’s no part of my body that wants to do that, and when he gets on his knees between my legs and puts his mouth to my pussy, all thoughts of anything besides desire leave my mind.
He is masterful with his tongue, lapping along the length of my slit and finding the bud of my clit, circling it with that wet, strong muscle. I find myself being washed away on a raft of pure unexpected pleasure, my nipples hardening, my lower stomach getting taut as I try to lift my hips up to his face for more, more, even more.
“Stay,” he orders, pinning my hips to the bed with his hands and making me just take the pleasure at the pace he decrees.
Just as I am on the brink of coming, he pulls his mouth from my pussy, frees his cock, and slides it into me as if he owns me.
My squeal and subsequent moan are cut off by his hand over my mouth as he starts to slowly pump himself inside me.
“Good girl,” he growls. “You take me so well, so submissively.”
“Who are you?”
He chuckles to himself. “You do not need to know that. You just need to keep being good for me when I come.”
I sit up.
“I want to know who you are.”
“What you want is not the point,” he says firmly. “It’s better you don’t know. All you need to know is that I will come and fuck that pussy nice and long and hard if you deserve it.”
Now he’s acting like he’s doing me a favor by using me for sex. The nerve. The fucking…
“Oh, my god,” I moan as he pushes my legs apart and slides his fingers inside me. He fingers my soaked pussy with increasing speed and intensity, using his thumb to rub my clit as he does it. His other hand is on my chest, pushing me down, keeping me in place as he forces me to come again.
I do as he demands, my orgasm coming at his command. I shake and writhe and moan until he curses under his breath, pulls his fingers from my pussy, grabs my hips and turns me over, bending me over the edge of the bed. I know he’s going to fuck me again, but what I don’t expect is to feel him using that mix of my natural lubrication and his cum to start pushing the tip of his thumb into my ass.
“No!” I gasp.
“Yes,” he insists. “Yes, I am going to stretch this tight little hole because one of these nights, you’re going to offer it up to me, and I’m going to fuck it.”
He keeps me in place and keeps pushing his thumb into my ass. At the same time he frees his cock again and pushes it back into my pussy. I am being fucked again, just because he wants to. I am so wet from the first round and the second orgasm that there’s no resistance to him just using me however he wants to.
He spares me his cock in my ass this time, but I know he meant what he said. One day, he’s going to use me there. And there’s nothing I can do about it, and it doesn’t matter if I want it or not. It might even be better if I don’t. God, that is fucked up.