Twenty-One
Linc
Standing under the warm shower, I wrapped my hand around my cock and placed my other palm against the stone wall. I’d leaked so much pre-cum that my fucking boxers had been sticking to me. I was a fifty-five-year-old man who had fucked hundreds of women, but one lemon-candy-tasting pussy milking my finger, and I was ready to erupt.
Jesus Christ, what kind of voodoo did she have? No fucking wonder the dentist had looked ready to run after the limo and hold on with both hands.
I’d just cut him off from her cunt.
He wouldn’t be touching it again.
I snarled as I began to pump my cock. That cunt was gonna be mine exclusively.
If Stevie hadn’t been next to her at the pool, I’d have ripped Branwen’s damn bottoms off and spread her legs open, then feasted. Fuck, it’d tasted incredible, and why was she so damn tight still?
I let the vision of her lying on the lounger like a goddess, opening her long and tanned legs up for me, take over my thoughts. Her cunt glistening with that sweet juice coating it as she squirmed and begged for me.
“Such a pretty pussy,” I said, stroking the hard length in my hand.
I imagined listening to her beg for me to fuck her hard. Licking my lips that still tasted like her, I grabbed her ankles and flipped her onto her stomach.
“Put that ass in the air for me. That’s it. Show me both your tight holes.”
Pulling her butt cheeks apart, I leaned down to spit on the small, puckered pink one. She begged and whimpered. I pressed my fingertip just inside, and a low, sexy moan came from her. Taking my dick, I aligned it with her cunt and pushed it in, just the head, and stilled. Her cries got louder.
“Such a dirty girl, letting me fuck you and play with your ass at the same time. Oh fuck, baby. That’s it. Bounce back on my cock. Slap those perfect, plump cheeks against me. Fuck, that pussy is tight.” I squeezed my dick harder, my groans and pants the only other sounds in the shower. “You like my finger in your ass? Beg for more. You’re gonna let me fuck that hole too. Shoot my load deep inside, then watch it ooze out.”
The image sent me flying over the edge.
“FUCK!” I shouted.
My cum shot out in thick, creamy ropes, hitting the shower wall. More curses ripped from my chest as I trembled while the last of my seed pumped out of me.
Leaning forward, I rested my forehead on the stone wall. If just thinking about fucking her got me off like that, then what the hell was the actual act going to do? Even when I’d been high, I couldn’t stop fucking her. What would I be like sober?
It would be a win-win. I was going to fuck her and punish her. There would be no worshipping at her cunt’s altar. I would continue to fuck whoever I wanted and her too. I’d make sure she knew about it. If getting my dick sucked by the flight attendant had made her that angry, then how much would it bother her once I had her obsessed with me? Knowing she couldn’t have my cock exclusively. It would never be hers. I would never be hers.
Smirking, I straightened and tilted my head back as the water hit my face. I was going to have to eat her pussy. That was something I wouldn’t deprive myself of. Having her obsessed with my tongue, too, would only make it all the better. She’d be rid of the dentist in a week’s time, and there would be no other man in my daughter’s life. And just like when she had been a kid, Branwen would only want me.