Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Three fingers. Three fucking fingers are inside my asshole while this stranger still fucks my pussy.
Phoenix looks on with approval as the man’s fingers work in and out of me, spreading me wider than I thought possible. His hands move faster and faster, pushing deeper and deeper into my tight hole. I’m on the brink, and Phoenix notices.
“Does it hurt, my dove? Is he stretching you?” Phoenix asks.
“Yes, yes.”
The man moves his finger around in circles, stimulating my inner walls as he thrusts his cock in my pussy and his fingers in my ass. The sensation is overwhelming, and I’m rewarded with waves of electricity.
It hurts so fucking good.
I moan and beg for more, but at the same time shaking my head and begging for no more.
“Add another finger,” Phoenix directs, and I cry out at the thought of how much it will push past my limits.
“No,” I whisper, but I don’t put up a fight.
I tighten around the man as he adds a fourth finger, pressing deeper and deeper inside me. His fingers work together in perfect harmony, hitting all the right spots and pushing me even closer to the edge.
It hurts, but I don’t want him to stop. I want to be pushed to the edge.
Finally, Phoenix joins us and slides his hard cock into my ready ass. He pumps it in and out, pushing deeper with each thrust. All three of us moan in rapture as our bodies move together in perfect synchronization.
The hedonism builds and builds, until I’m vibrating with madness. Phoenix and the other man know exactly how to stroke my body, each movement more delicious than the last. Soon, I’m moaning uncontrollably, begging for them both to take me over the edge.
I have the man’s dick in my pussy, and Phoenix’s cock in my ass. Push, pull, in and out.
They both thrust their hips forward and back, faster and harder as I scream with animalistic need. Their cocks rub against each other through my thin inner wall, and it sends a wave of ecstasy through my body.
The sensations mix in a storm of carnal delight, until I can’t take it anymore. My back arches and my body quakes with ecstasy as they fuck me in perfect harmony.
The sensual feeling is so intense I can hardly draw a breath.
I’m on the brink of another orgasm when Phoenix suddenly stops, causing me to scream out in frustration.
He smiles wickedly at me before pulling out completely. “I want you to come all over this man’s cock.”
The man goes faster and harder, thrusting deep inside me as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. My entire body trembles as I reach my climax, and I cry out as I follow Phoenix’s command and come on the stranger buried in my pussy.
Phoenix smiles triumphantly and leans down to kiss me softly. “That’s my good dove. Such a dirty, dirty dove.”
We lie still in the deep silence, connected in a way that can’t be described. It’s a comfort so profound I can feel it down to my bones, and I’m almost lulled to sleep. Then his voice comes again, cutting through the air.
“It’s time to get up,” he says. “I’m ready to take you to the attic.”
I groan at the thought of movement, but then he presses his hand against my back, and a shiver of anticipation runs through me. What does he have planned next?
“I want you all to myself,” he says, as if reading my thoughts.
A lump forms in my throat as I anticipate all the ways he will make me tremble. His hand sears my skin as it trails down my spine, wrapping around my waist and pulling me close. My body is a quivering mass, my desire stoked by his whispered promises.
“The attic?” I ask, wondering if it means my punishment is over. If I’ve fully earned his trust and am allowed back in his domain.
My breath catches as Phoenix rises from the ground, standing before me in all his glorious perfection. His sculpted body and strong features send a wave of renewed desire through me, and my skin heats up with pleasure. His gaze is a magnet, drawing me closer until I’m standing right in front of him, his hard cock pressing against me.
He takes my hands in his, and I swear I can feel sparks shooting between us. His full lips brush against my knuckles, and my eyes flutter closed as his hot breath ghosts over my skin. I want to throw myself into his arms and surrender to all the sweet pleasures that await me, but I remain still, content to savor the moment.
He pulls me closer and brings his lips to mine. His kiss is fire, igniting a passion that threatens to consume me. I want to cry, to sob, to thank him for trusting me again. For forgiving me.