Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 35(@200wpm)___ 28(@250wpm)___ 24(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 35(@200wpm)___ 28(@250wpm)___ 24(@300wpm)
Melanie’s head kicked back, and she closed her eyes, no doubt feeling so fucking stretched and full of me. I pistoned in and out of her, bruising her cunt with every thrust of my dick.
She grunted and braced her hands on the ground, her nails clawing at the dirt as I fucked her.
“Cry for me. Let me see those tears.” Back and forth. Harder and faster. “Your pussy is so wet. I can hear it sucking at my cock. I bet you feel like my pretty, little whore right now, don’t you?”
“Fuck. You,” she snarled, and my balls drew up tight, her anger aimed at me, making me almost fill her up with my cum.
“Feels so good being raw in your cunt. Feels like fucking heaven having my bare cock in your pussy.” Melanie’s snatch clamped down around my shaft, and I snarled in pleasure.
I knew she’d come for me. I’d make sure of it.
With three more pumps, I pulled out, flipped her onto her belly, angled her hips up, but kept my hand on the back of her head, pushing it on the forest ground.
I positioned myself behind Melanie and had every intention of fucking her doggy style like my good little slut.
I spread Melanie’s ass cheeks wide, notched the head of my dick at her fuck-hole, and with one forceful thrust, I entered her again. I was sweating like a motherfucker. I pushed in and pulled out of her vice-like cunt.
“So tight, little girl.” I had a fierce hold on her hips, knowing I’d leave bruises and wanting her all marked up.
“I hate you,” she cried.
“Maybe, but you love me fucking you.” I bent forward and dragged my tongue along the back of her neck before sinking my teeth into her nape until she cried out and yelled that it hurt. I plowed in and out of her and reached around to find her clit, rubbing it to help her orgasm. “Come on, little girl. Give me what I want so I can blow this big fucking load into your gorgeous cunt.”
She screamed she’d never give me what I wanted, but she lied as she cried in pleasure, her inner muscles clenching and pulsing around me.
With her still coming, I tipped my mouth to bit the side of her neck and groaned, coming right along with her. I came harder than I ever had before. Melanie’s cries rang in my ears and made the pleasure even more intense. “Jesus Christ, darling. Knowing you hate this but can’t do anything about it is so fucking hot.” I filled her pussy until I felt my jizz spilling out of where we were connected.
Her orgasm ended before mine did, and when I sagged forward, hands braced on the forest ground on either side of her body, we were both panting from the exertion. After long seconds of enjoying a good cockwarming, I pulled out, held her ass cheeks apart, and watched my spunk spill out of her body and drip onto the leaf-laden ground.
She rolled onto her back and looked up at me, her chest heaving, dirt and leaves covering her bare chest because of how I’d kept her pinned down.
I stared down at Melanie and watched as her lips slowly curled into a smile. I helped her off the ground, brushed off the dirt that covered her but held onto her when she seemed unsteady on her legs.
“Little girl… you played your part perfectly.” I pulled her to my chest and wrapped my arms around her.
“Grandpa Ivan,” she whispered, and I closed my eyes as she clutched onto my flannel. “That was the most intense game we’ve played so far.”
I grunted, and despite my balls being drained and my cock spent from fucking her, the damn length thickened all over again.
Was it wrong fucking my granddaughter? Sure as shit was. But we’d been doing it since she was eighteen and had moved out of her piece-of-shit mother’s house and stayed with me. And over that summer, something changed between us.
I hadn’t been a constant in her life and had only seen her a handful of times over the course of her lifetime when I visited her father, my son, and when I wasn't on the road trucking. Although she wasn't a stranger, in a sense, she was.
But that didn’t change the fact we were blood, and fucking my granddaughter crossed every line.
I pulled her back and cupped her cheeks, staring into her face. “I wasn't too rough this time?” I knew I had been hardcore tonight, but when she asked me to play this game, she said she wanted me to push the bounds and go harder than I ever had before.
Fulfilling her rape fantasy needed to seem real for her, and when she smiled up at me, I knew I’d given her what she wanted.