Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
His cock is fully hard now, jutting up against his stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum.
“Found our friend while I was getting your water,” he says, voice low and wicked. He sets the glass on the nightstand, then holds the dildo up, stroking it slowly like it’s his own dick. “Thought my greedy little girl might want to get stuffed full today.”
I moan before I can stop myself. My fingers speed up on my clit.
“Drink,” he orders, handing me the water. I sit up enough to gulp it down, cold and perfect, but he doesn’t let me finish. He takes the glass away when it’s half empty and pushes me back down. “On your back, legs spread. Show me that sloppy cunt.”
I obey instantly, knees falling open, and he groans at the sight.
“Jesus Christ. Still dripping my load. Look at you—pussy all puffy and shiny, begging for more.” He climbs onto the bed between my thighs, sets the lube beside him, and drags the fat head of the dildo through my wetness, coating it in our combined mess. “You want this fat cock inside you while I fuck you, baby? Want me to wreck both your holes?”
“Yes,” I gasp. “Please, Ozzy—please.”
He clicks his tongue, teasing the tip against my entrance, circling my clit with it. “Beg nicer. Tell me what a filthy little whore you are for me.”
“I’m your filthy whore,” I whine, hips chasing the toy. “I want your cock and that dildo—want you to fill me up, stretch me, make me take it all—”
“Good girl.” He presses the head in, slow but relentless, and I moan loud as it stretches me. It’s thick—thicker than I remember—and the veins drag against my walls in the most obscene way. He works it in inch by inch, twisting it, until the fake balls are flush against me and I’m stuffed full.
“Fuuuuck, look at that,” he growls, eyes locked between my legs. “Your pussy’s swallowing it so pretty. Greedy hole just sucking it in. Bet it feels good, doesn’t it? Bet it’s hitting that spot already.”
He starts fucking me with it—long, deep strokes that make wet, filthy noises every time he pulls it almost all the way out and slams it back in. My back arches. I’m babbling, gripping the sheets.
“Yeah? You like that? Like getting dildo-fucked in the same bed I just came in you?” He leans down, sucks hard on one nipple, then the other. “Gonna make this cunt squirt all over this toy before I give you my real cock.”
He angles it, finds my G-spot, and rubs—fast, firm circles while his thumb attacks my clit. The pressure builds so fast I can’t breathe. My thighs shake.
“Come on, baby. Squirt for me. Soak the fucking sheets like the messy slut you are.”
I shatter. Pleasure explodes, sharp and liquid, and I do squirt—hot gush after gush soaking his hand, the dildo, the bed. I scream his name, body convulsing, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps fucking me through it, drawing it out until I’m sobbing and oversensitive.
He finally pulls the dildo out with a wet pop, and I whimper at the empty feeling.
“Not done with you,” he says, voice dark. He flips me onto my stomach like I weigh nothing, yanks my hips up so I’m on my knees, ass in the air. “Gonna fuck this tight little ass with the toy while I pound your cunt. You ready to take both, baby? Ready to be my double-stuffed whore?”
“Yes—God, yes, please—”
He squirts lube straight onto my asshole, works two thick fingers in first, scissoring, stretching. I push back, desperate. Then the blunt head of the dildo presses against my rim.
“Breathe out,” he commands. “Let it in.”
I do, and he pushes—slow, steady, relentless. The stretch burns so good I moan into the pillow. Inch after inch sinks into my ass until the base is flush and I’m stuffed in both holes even though my pussy is still empty and clenching around nothing.
“Fuck, Salem. Your ass is gripping this toy so tight. Can feel it through the wall—thick and hard.” He slaps my ass hard, then rubs the sting. “Now you’re gonna take my cock in that dripping pussy. Gonna feel me fuck you while this dildo wrecks your ass.”
He lines up, notches the fat head of his cock at my pussy, and slams in to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
I scream. The fullness is insane—his thick cock stretching my pussy, the rigid dildo filling my ass, separated by nothing but a thin wall. I can feel every ridge, every vein, every pulse.
“Fuuuuck,” he groans, hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “So goddamn tight. Both holes stuffed full for me. You feel that, baby? Feel how deep I am?”
He starts moving—slow at first, pulling his cock almost all the way out, then driving back in while the dildo stays buried in my ass. The dual sensation is overwhelming. Every thrust makes the toy shift inside me, rubbing against his cock through the wall. I’m drooling into the pillow, moaning nonstop.