Pleasure Unbound

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a

sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.

"I'm gonna take your throat first, Mandy. Then your pussy, then your ass."

I'm not even sure what all that means, other than I'm gonna have sex.

He takes out his dick and pumps it a few times, pulling it up towards his stomach, exposing the long vein, pulsing with blood as it fills and becomes hard and thick. "Put your hand around it, Mandy."

I reach up and gently place my hand around his thickness. Immediately the wetness between my legs is back.

"Stroke me," he says in a softer voice. "Harder," he demands when I am timid. I squeeze harder and stroke up and down. Finding a rhythm like our heartbeats out on the beach.

Is this the same man?

I pump faster, and that makes his eyes close to half-mast. "Your little hands on my big cock, Mandy. I love it. Now open your mouth."

I freeze. Staring at him. Deciding

"Open," he says again.

I obey.

"Wider," he whispers as he places his hands on either side of my head and crawls up my body. The tip of his dick touches my lips. "Should I tell you how I like it, Mandy?"