make it last a bit longer.”
She grinned. “Good.”
“I’d come up on my knees and hold your legs wide open while I slid my cock in and out of your cunt. You’d watch as my thick shaft pulled almost all the way out of your pussy, then slammed back in, filling and stretching you. Making you gasp for air and beg me to do it to you again.”
“I would,” she typed as the pads of her fingers covered her clit and stroked the sensitive nub in a quick, circular motion. “I’d want to feel you thrusting deep into me.”
“I’d rub your clit with my thumb as I hammered into you. Making you writhe and moan.”
She did moan. Excitement rippled through her at the mental image she conjured. Darien had told her he had blond hair and a professional appearance, yet for some reason, Cass pictured him differently. The way he corresponded with her and had coaxed her from her shell made her think of a tall, dark, devastatingly handsome man fucking her hard, doing whatever it took to get her off.
“I like it hard and fast,” she wrote.
“I know you do, baby. I’d give it to you.”
She swept aside the lace that covered her and worked a finger into her slick pussy, plunging deep, then stroking her inner walls as her gaze remained locked on the computer screen.
“Can you feel me inside you?”
“Yes.” Though in truth, what she felt was her slender finger that didn’t quite do the trick. She withdrew the appendage and reached for the center drawer of the coffee table.
Extracting a black velvet bag, Cass eyed the large pale-pink dildo she’d discreetly ordered online last week. She’d yet to use it, but tonight called for a little walk on the wild side. Her body was wound tight and the throbbing in her cunt demanded attention. She needed a powerful release. One that would satiate her so she could sleep and be refreshed in the morning for a seven a.m. meeting.
A personal lubricant wasn’t necessary. She was so wet, the toy slid right into her pussy. She let out a sharp breath of air as the dildo filled her.
“Are you close?” The words appeared on the screen.
She settled back into place and, with one hand, pecked out, “I have a new toy.”
“You’re turning me on even more. Are you fucking yourself with it while thinking about me inside you?”
“Yes.”
She pushed the fake penis deeper in, nearly pulled it all the way out, then pushed it in again. Her hips rocked as she picked up the pace. Her pulse accelerated and her breath turned into short, sharp pants.
“Imagine what it would feel like to have my cock inside you. Fucking you harder and faster.”
The tempo between her legs kicked up a notch. The dildo felt good, sparking a fire in her belly. Her tight nipples grazed the lacy cups as her chest rose and fell quickly, her breathing escalating. She could feel the climax swelling inside her as though it was a balloon with too much air filling and expanding it. She felt the pressure, the tension, the need for release. The desperate need for release.
“My hips would jerk forward as I pushed even deeper into your tight pussy. You’d moan and beg me to make you come.”
“Make me come,” she managed to type out.
“Oh yeah, baby. I’d spread your legs wider and fuck you so hard, you’d come all over my cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Cass? To come so hard you’d scream my name as your hot cream covered my dick?”
She couldn’t hold back a second longer. His dirty words and the whole risqué nature of what they were doing made her insides blaze bright. The fire roared through her body and the balloon burst, sending erotic sensations shooting in all directions and making her cry out as she came. Her inner walls contracted around the dildo, squeezing tight as she savored every moment of her orgasm.
She hadn’t even realized her body had bowed off the sofa until she collapsed back onto the cushion, making her laptop take a tumble to the floor.
“Oh shit!” She withdrew the toy and
She grinned. “Good.”
“I’d come up on my knees and hold your legs wide open while I slid my cock in and out of your cunt. You’d watch as my thick shaft pulled almost all the way out of your pussy, then slammed back in, filling and stretching you. Making you gasp for air and beg me to do it to you again.”
“I would,” she typed as the pads of her fingers covered her clit and stroked the sensitive nub in a quick, circular motion. “I’d want to feel you thrusting deep into me.”
“I’d rub your clit with my thumb as I hammered into you. Making you writhe and moan.”
She did moan. Excitement rippled through her at the mental image she conjured. Darien had told her he had blond hair and a professional appearance, yet for some reason, Cass pictured him differently. The way he corresponded with her and had coaxed her from her shell made her think of a tall, dark, devastatingly handsome man fucking her hard, doing whatever it took to get her off.
“I like it hard and fast,” she wrote.
“I know you do, baby. I’d give it to you.”
She swept aside the lace that covered her and worked a finger into her slick pussy, plunging deep, then stroking her inner walls as her gaze remained locked on the computer screen.
“Can you feel me inside you?”
“Yes.” Though in truth, what she felt was her slender finger that didn’t quite do the trick. She withdrew the appendage and reached for the center drawer of the coffee table.
Extracting a black velvet bag, Cass eyed the large pale-pink dildo she’d discreetly ordered online last week. She’d yet to use it, but tonight called for a little walk on the wild side. Her body was wound tight and the throbbing in her cunt demanded attention. She needed a powerful release. One that would satiate her so she could sleep and be refreshed in the morning for a seven a.m. meeting.
A personal lubricant wasn’t necessary. She was so wet, the toy slid right into her pussy. She let out a sharp breath of air as the dildo filled her.
“Are you close?” The words appeared on the screen.
She settled back into place and, with one hand, pecked out, “I have a new toy.”
“You’re turning me on even more. Are you fucking yourself with it while thinking about me inside you?”
“Yes.”
She pushed the fake penis deeper in, nearly pulled it all the way out, then pushed it in again. Her hips rocked as she picked up the pace. Her pulse accelerated and her breath turned into short, sharp pants.
“Imagine what it would feel like to have my cock inside you. Fucking you harder and faster.”
The tempo between her legs kicked up a notch. The dildo felt good, sparking a fire in her belly. Her tight nipples grazed the lacy cups as her chest rose and fell quickly, her breathing escalating. She could feel the climax swelling inside her as though it was a balloon with too much air filling and expanding it. She felt the pressure, the tension, the need for release. The desperate need for release.
“My hips would jerk forward as I pushed even deeper into your tight pussy. You’d moan and beg me to make you come.”
“Make me come,” she managed to type out.
“Oh yeah, baby. I’d spread your legs wider and fuck you so hard, you’d come all over my cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Cass? To come so hard you’d scream my name as your hot cream covered my dick?”
She couldn’t hold back a second longer. His dirty words and the whole risqué nature of what they were doing made her insides blaze bright. The fire roared through her body and the balloon burst, sending erotic sensations shooting in all directions and making her cry out as she came. Her inner walls contracted around the dildo, squeezing tight as she savored every moment of her orgasm.
She hadn’t even realized her body had bowed off the sofa until she collapsed back onto the cushion, making her laptop take a tumble to the floor.
“Oh shit!” She withdrew the toy and
Similar Books
