Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
But then my voice drops to nothing and my eyes practically bug out of my head because Rev is in the room, alright. But my boyfriend obviously meant something by “the lighting is right” because at the moment, he’s banging a woman on a bed as they film the entire escapade. I try to say something, but the words stop in my chest. What the hell is going on? My stomach heaves and my head spins because my boyfriend is cheating on me, and I’m going to pass out as a result.
4
Catherine
I wish I had passed out because it would have been better than staring at the horrible scene in front of me. Rev lies on the mattress, his big form on its back while some crazy lady rides him rodeo-style.
“Yee-haw!” she screams, her blonde hair flying. “Look, look, look! I’m a cowgirl!”
Who says that in the middle of passion? Yet, I can see that Rev’s enjoying it. He lets out a loud moan as she bounces up and down on his hard rod, his man meat squelching every time it disappears into her.
“Yee-haw!” she screams again. “It feels so gooooood!”
“Baby, can the camera see you in that position?” Rev grunts below her. “Here, lean forward more so that the audience has a better view.”
The woman does as asked and leans over so that her bottom lifts up in the air. I can literally see everything as my boyfriend’s hot rod disappears again and again into her body, and that’s when I let out a gasp. Oh my god, his rod isn’t disappearing into her kitty, it’s disappearing into her ass! He’s drilling her the back way, and this woman is taking it like a champ.
“Yee-HAW!” she screams again. Fortunately, she’s turned away from me, so she can’t see the way that I’m staring at them with horror. Rev’s in the throes of ecstasy, so he wouldn’t notice if World War III started right now in this room. But as I watch with my mouth agape, suddenly the woman stops bucking wildly and instead lifts a hand to cup her ear.
“Oh my god, they’re applauding,” she cries. “Look at the laptop, big boy! Oh my god, we’re getting so many comments! We’re popular!” she shrieks with glee while starting to bounce up and down again, that huge pole disappearing between her pale moons.
My gaze swings over to the laptop they have by the bed, and then my jaw drops to the floor because they’re livestreaming the action. But it doesn’t seem like this is a normal livestream with anonymous users. Instead, it seems like the people watching are in a darkened auditorium somewhere. Where though? The ho riding my boyfriend lets out another shriek, and sure enough, there’s a burst of applause from the screen in addition to some raunchy cat calls.
My head’s spinning because the cat calls seem to echo abnormally. They’re coming from the laptop, which is to be expected, but they’re also coming a second later from somewhere behind me. Suddenly, a horrible realization dawns, and I rush down the hallway back to the mini-auditorium.
I look inside the darkened area, and sure enough, Elf and Will Ferrell are long gone. The viewers are now watching Rev and his woman do the bottom-bang up on the huge projection screen.
“Yee-HAW!” she screams again, their naked forms up close and personal. Oh my god, you can literally see the mole Rev has on his inner thigh because they’re in high-def. “You like this, my babies?” the woman wails with ecstasy.
A few men in the crowd roar with appreciation, and the loud sound of clapping erupts in my ears.
“You go girl!” one guy bellows while raising his champagne flute in the air. “Show the ladies here how it’s done!”
“Oh my god, Randy, you’re being such a pervert,” a girl nearby giggles, even as she stares at the screen. I have to admit, the sight is filthy. Rev’s tool is enormous, and the woman’s hole is dark and small. Yet she seems to be taking him into her coffee star again and again with no problem, swallowing up that huge length like it’s nothing more than a soda straw.
“Oh my god,” moans another man nearby, his eyes fixated on the screen. “This is the best movie ever.”
At that moment, the camera zooms onto Rev’s face which is tense with ecstasy.
“Oh baby,” he manages in a groan. “Oh fuck yeah.”
That’s when I lose it. I start screaming and running all at once. The people in the theater turn to stare at me, but I’ve already dashed down the hallway to the bedroom and flung open the door.
“Get off him!” I scream at the woman, uncaring that this is all being videotaped. “What the hell! Rev! Rev! It’s me, Catherine!”
At that moment, Rev reaches his climax and his hips jerk up in the air as power courses through his form. Hot jets of virility pulse into the bucking woman, and she screams too, her eyes wide and crazy as she continues to ride.