Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Goddamn, I am the luckiest man alive.
“Son,” I say, gruffly. “Bring your sister to color at the kitchen table for a little while. Your mother and I need to discuss something in the work shed.”
My son loves to be in charge, so he hops down right away, taking his sister’s hand and ambling off toward the house.
That leaves me alone with my obsession, who has rolled over onto her back with a feline purr, stretching her arms up over her head. I stand above her and lose my breath due to her potency. Her appeal, which only triples by the day.
Goddess.
“Come to the work shed, my little human.”
“For what?” she asks, feigning curiosity.
As if she needs an explanation when I’m tenting my fucking jeans with a foot of turgid flesh. “You know for what. The only question is how.”
“Mmmm. I don’t know.” She lets her knees inch open, the rucked-up hem of her dress showing off a pair of damp white panties, the proof of her arousal causing a thick spurt to release against my fly. As I watch, she brings her right hand down, delving her fingers into the waistband of her panties, moaning as she fondles herself. “But I want to be licked first, please, Daddy.”
Oh, sweet mercy.
This girl is the ultimate fantasy come to life.
Before I lose control and fuck her right here on the hill, I snatch her up off the ground and stumble toward the work shed with her in my arms, my cockstand throwing off my balance. I make it into the shed and cross the floor to my small office, holding my breath so I can have the pleasure of hearing her tight little ass slap down on the surface of my desk.
Whap.
I’m on my knees a moment later, her panties on the ground in front of me in shreds, my tongue lapping at the drenched valley of her cunt, her fingers still playing with her clit, just to make me fucking crazy. And it’s working. I’m so horny by the time I stand up, I almost ejaculate before I can get inside of her.
“Ohhhhh fuuuuuck,” I moan hoarsely, taking my first pump of her pussy since this morning, my balls flying up into my undercarriage. Tense, so tense. It hurts. “I’m about to spill myself everywhere, you beautiful prick tease.”
Her head falls back on a whimper, because if it’s one thing my little human likes, it’s turning me on until I’m crazed. “Just make it deep,” she murmurs, opening her thighs wider. “As deep as you’d put it in me if we were in the ocean.”
The tether of my control snaps in half, as she knew it would.
Just by imagining something so forbidden. For saying it out loud.
“I wouldn’t even fight you, Daddy,” she hiccups, arching her back, letting me ogle those bouncing tits while her words blow my mind. With sick and wondrous imagery in my head, I pin Darla down by the throat and rail her. Like a one-hundred-foot-long beast might, if he were in heat and spied a young woman swimming in a tiny bikini, the desperation to mate gripping him. Has to be now. Now. Now. The violent pounds of my hips rock the desk on the floor, scraping inch by inch until it lodges against the far wall.
Her nipples beg to be spat on, which I do, and the crude act releases a gush of moisture around my thrusting cock. Just when I think she can’t get any more enticing.
“So sweet and tight,” I grit against her mouth, my heavy balls slapping off her ass “No man, no beast could resist.”
“Lucky me,” she whispers, her pussy starting to quicken in climax. “I get both.”
As soon as I’m confident she’s hit her peak, I roar through my own exodus of pressure, my stomach hollowing, teeth clenched as the waves of ecstasy course through my lower body, one after the other, followed by a severe pounding of my heart. A familiar rush of love and affection that comes from looking down at my flushed and giving wife, her eyes drowsy from pleasure.
“What did I do to deserve you?” I ask, laboring to breathe.
“Everything,” she whispers back, kissing my mouth tenderly. “You do everything for me because you love me. And everything you do makes me love you more.”
“That is the way it’ll always be.” My voice rings with truth. “I love you, my little human.”
“I love you, my beautiful whale,” she whispers back, starry eyed.
THE END