Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
An inexperienced girl being led on by an older man… That’s how other people might see it, but in no time, she finds her own when it comes to getting to know me via my mouth. It’s also clear from her roaming hands, heaving chest, and the sounds she’s making that she isn’t doing anything she doesn’t want to.
I’ve pulled her onto my lap. My hand slides firmly up the inside of one of her already quivering thighs, making me growl low with satisfaction when I discover instantly how wet she is and that she’s naked under her over-sized nightshirt. My thick digits instantly probe her sodden, tight little slit, making her gasp, jump, and then growl in reply. She quickly opens her legs wider and shifts herself to buck against my fingers. I’m surprised she doesn’t seem to mind my being inside her so fast.
My thumb presses hard on her nub of a clit, already proudly standing at attention as much as my manhood is, making her shoot her head back suddenly, breaking contact with my mouth. Seeing the reason, seeing her eyes close as she runs a blood-red tongue over her lips, is enough for me to want to show her I can do more than pleasure her with my fingers.
“Bowdie,” she coos dreamily, snapping her eyes wide and making an “O” shape with her mouth as I move my fingers further inside her. I waste no time slowly churning them in a come hither motion that has her grunt in shock and then purr louder.
Her eyes rest on mine as she hums in tune with her rising arousal, my own twitching in my jeans and what feels like a river of precome pouring from me. I’m primed to fill her, but this tight little virgin cunt is gonna need some training before it takes every inch and the girth of my aching cock inside her.
I want her to feel how good it is, but I certainly don’t want to hurt her. Beth’s a bigger girl than some her age, but everyone, and I mean everyone, is small when they’re next to me. Having her right in my arms, on my lap, with my fingers stretching her wide and deep, I take my time pleasuring her and warming up the oven, so to speak. Little virgin Beth has plenty of heat already cooking. I can hear and feel her breaths getting quicker with an almost pleading tone in her whimper, letting me know she’s close.
“You wanna come, don’t you, Beth?” I ask her in a deep tone, sounding almost as concerned about her need to finish as she is. Damn, I could have her so close and finger fuck her all day.
“I can finger fuck you until you come on me,” I rasp, noting the stab of her head and the shudder in her moan of reply. “Or I can lick you until you come all over my face. Would you like that?” I croon, feeling her pussy tighten and twitch against my fingers as if the very words could make her come for me.
“Or… or you could do both,” she recommends with a sudden jolt and another loud gasp. I move her easily with my free arm so she’s up on the table, her legs navigating their way over my shoulders as I pry her legs wider, swearing to myself when I see her virgin pussy for the first time. In seconds, I’m still finger fucking her already creaming slit, taking a moment to inhale her scent before forcing my grin from the lips that want to taste her for the first time.
The same hand I’ve lifted her over to the table with scrapes palm side flat, firmly all over her belly and up under her flimsy pajama wear, greedily cupping and squeezing one of her stiff nippled breasts. Those nipples are like bullets and as hot and sensitive as her clit. Once the three-way connection between my mouth, her clit, and her nipples is complete, it’s like pulling the pin out of a grenade. I want to explode.
“Bow-Bowdie!” she gasps, gripping my hair so hard I grunt, not minding one bit how hard she wants to grab, scratch, or bite. As long as she’s moaning and about to come with that river I’m dying to taste, she can pull my damned hair out by the roots if she has to. She croaks as she tries to say my name, but there’s time for that. Her first climax, courtesy of a real man’s tongue and hands, can be however she likes it.
In a millisecond, I know she’s done, unable to hold back the tidal wave of her arousal as it peaks, flooding my mouth with the rich taste of her sweet, virginal essence. Her whole body stiffens before she shudders uncontrollably. The deep hum of my groans vibrates through her, sending her over the edge into an orgasm that looks, feels, and tastes like she’ll remember it forever.