Slippery When Wet: A Novel (Zane Presents) Read Free

pushed into my ass as I am stretching my pussy, filling my slit with goodness. I buck my hips. My eyelids flutter. Sweet agonizing bliss shoots through my body. I am in the midst of coming.
    “Oooh, yeah…you like it in your ass, huh?”
    “Yes, yes…oooh fuck, oooh fuck…”
    Mouth open, eyes closed, I let out a low moan. My fingers quickening over my clit as I bury my travel companion further into my soaked pussy. Its vibrations sending delicious chills along my spine. I run my tongue over my parted lips. My silicone buddy probing my pussy, delving into wetness, twisting around clutching muscles. I grip the handicap rail to steady myself as my knees buckle. The cold steel cooling my warm hand. I slowly pull out my vibrator, roll it around on my clit, then ease it back inside of me. I turn it onto its highest setting, causing ripples of delight to turn into waves of pleasure. I am coming and coming and coming. Nonstop, surges of hot juices splashing out of me.
    I picture my lover clamping her warm mouth over the mouth of my gushy pussy and sucking my juices out.
    “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yesssss…” In my mind’s eye, my thighs lock around my lover’s face. I ride her tongue, fast and hard. Her grasp tight on my hips, she devours my pussy until I coat her taste buds with my honey.
    I pull my vibrator out of my soppy wet cunt, then slide it into my mouth, licking and lapping along the sides, savoring my juices.
    “Oooh, your pussy tastes so good,” I hear her say in between licks and slurps. Her tongue flicks my clit. “You like that?” I gasp the moment I place the tip of my vibrator back on my engorged clitoris. I close my eyes as I massage my clit with the vibrator imagining it’s my lover’s tongue. I whimper softly. Over and over, I stroke my clit. Its low hum pulsing through my pussy until I can no longer take it.
    I spread my legs wider and slip the tip of the vibrator into my pussy, teasing myself before plunging it deep inside of me.
    “ Yessssss…”
    “You want me to fuck you with my tongue?”
    I moan as my eyes flutter open. “Yes, fuck me. Oh, God, Oh, God, Oh, God…yesssss…mmmm…I’m cooooooming. Yes, yes, yessss…”
    My pussy squirts as someone knocks on the door, distracting the tingling in my pussy, disrupting the pulsing in my clit. “Hello?” a male voice inquires. “Is everything all right? Are you okay in there?”
    “Uh…y-yeah,” I squeak out, trying to pinch back the squirting of my hot juices. “Uh-ooh. I…”
    “Are you sure everything’s okay? Hello? Ma’am?”
    I clear my throat. “I’m fine. Be out in a minute,” I manage to say in spite of the shuddering of my walls. I ease my vibrator out, clicking it off, before sliding it into my mouth and sucking it clean.
    My knees are wobbly. But I make every attempt to steady myselfso that I don’t topple over. I slip two fingers into my pussy, then scoop out the remaining bit of my juices and slide my fingers into my mouth, licking my lips when I am done. Satisfied that I have scooped out all that is left of my orgasm, I reach into my bag and pull out a packet of feminine wipes, then wipe myself clean.
    A few seconds later, I am pulling my panties up, straightening out my skirt, then washing my hands. I stare at myself in the mirror. Girl, your horny ass needs to get laid, fast. You’re too damn fine not to have someone in your life handling all of this good, fat pussy .

Three
    “Sci-Tech, Ava speaking.”
    “I miss you,” the voice on the other end says, causing flashes of what used to be to run through my head. I quickly shake the thoughts, rolling my eyes.
    “Why are you calling, Maurice?”
    “I was thinking about you, and wanted to hear your voice; that’s all.”
    I laugh. “Oh, really? We haven’t spoken in eight months, and now—out of the blue, you’re suddenly interested in hearing my voice. What, them skinny bitches aren’t working out for you?”
    “C’mon, Ava, baby. Don’t do me like