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She was so tiny, she’d have to reach to undo my belt buckle. Running my hands through her loose, wavy hair, I’d snag my fingers in the chestnut mass and tug her head back even further.
“Open up,” I’d command. “I want in.”
I was a big boy. Both in stature and below the belt. I knew she would struggle to take all of me, but I’d make sure she did. If it took a thousand tries, she’d learn to fit my whole cock so deep inside that she’d feel me in the back of her goddamned throat!
Evie’s eyes would round as she took in the size and magnitude of the “job” before her. With eager lips parted, I’d feed my swollen python inch by inch into her wet heat.
“Go slow at first,” I’d coach her, not wanting to spew right away.
Ever compliant, she’d lean forward and begin swallowing my dick down like it was a meal meant to be savored.
“That’s it, Babe,” I’d groan, my fingers still tangled in her hair, controlling the speed at which we moved.
Gagging when I pushed too far too fast, spit would dribble out of Evie’s pretty, pink lips. The sexy as fuck noise nearly caused me to blow my entire load, but I was able to hold back at the last second.
“Easy, babe,” I’d warn. “I’m not ready to give you that pretty pearl necklace I promised, just yet.”
A flirty smile would kiss her lips. Letting me pop free from her mouth, she’d spit on my shaft and lube that slippery fluid along my length with her slick fingers. “Does that feel good?” She’d check. Uncertainty, and a desire to please, ripe in her eyes.
“Evie,” I’d moan in ecstasy. “I like everything you do to me, Babe. Every fucking thing!”
Feeling bold, she’d ask breathily, “Will you fuck my tits, Matty? Please? I want it so bad!”
As hot as her begging was, she didn’t have to ask me twice. Ripping off what remained of my clothes, I’d sit Evie on the edge of the bed and tell her to lean back on her forearms.
Her enormous tits would be on full display. Greased with her spit, I’d slip my dick between those large, twin globes. Steepling her hands together on the outer walls of her breasts to hold me in place, I’d nudge my cock forward and begin to stroke. After a few experimental thrusts, I’d begin to move for real.
Whimpering for more, I’d take over and command, “Play with your clit, Evie. I want to see you come.”
The whole time I rammed myself through her plump tits, Evie would be begging for more. “Please, Matty. Faster! Harder! I need it! I need your come all over me! Give me my pearl necklace, just like you promised! Give it to me now!” She’d scream, cresting up and over into oblivion as her whole body spasmed, her head whipping back and forth as she splintered into oblivion.
Lord above, there wasn’t anything more beautiful in this whole wide world than Evie Wild’s moss-green eyes in the throes of ecstasy. And since she asked so nicely, I gave her exactly what she wanted.
On the very edge of breaking myself, I’d whip free my cock. Evie would thrust forward her chest. Jerking my dick like what was inside had the God damn cure for cancer, I fucking exploded all over her. Thick globs of come peppered her tits, painting her nipples, belly, and pussy with my hot spunk.
Shuddering, I continued to milk my shaft until every last drop was covering my girl. Lazily, she’d run her fingers through the glossy trails, bringing a shiny, coated digit to her lips and sucking each one clean of our combined pleasure.
A muffled snore a few cells over slammed me back into my body and the present. Out of breath and a bit dazed, I let my breathing return to normal before pulling off my sock to clean up my rapidly cooling mess.
Holy fucking shit! That fantasy had been intense. Probably the most realistic I’d ever had. I now knew two things for sure. One, I was never going to be able to look at my sexy as fuck cooking teacher the same way again. And two, when I got out in twelve days, I was going to hunt my little doe down to make my fantasies a fucking reality for us both!
Chapter 4
Fairview, Nevada
Evie
The angry knocking at my front door was the first sign that something was wrong.
Rushing to my living room window, I peeked through the curtain to see who was making that racket. I experienced a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach when I noted it was my landlord. Knowing he wouldn’t just go away, I made my way over to the door and opened it.
“Good afternoon, Charles,” I greeted, fighting the instinctual cringe that was creeping over me. The older man was a pervert. I’d caught him peeking into my windows multiple times. And, on one unsettling occasion, trying to key into my apartment when he thought I wasn’t home.
But there was nothing I could do about all that. His rent was the cheapest in town and was already more than I could afford. Plus, I had a lease, and it wouldn’t be up for another two months.
Charles stared at my boobs as he talked, which was par for the course with all of our conversations to date. “Your rent check bounced,” he spoke, not bothering with the niceties of a proper greeting.
That couldn’t be! I knew I was coasting on financial fumes this late in the month, but there should have been more than enough for the rent. I’d done the math twice!
