Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
She giggles as if I’m joking. “Hoops with gemstones would be pretty hard to hide from other people, Papi, especially since my tits are so small. Everyone would see them through my shirts. I rarely wear a bra, and I’ve never owned one that would have enough padding to conceal such elaborate piercings.”
Do I tell her?
She stares at her tits back and forth while I play with them. The urge to prick them with my quill is suddenly very strong. I need her nipples in my mouth. I need her to feel the rush of pleasure that I will give her for the rest of her life.
I give a tug on her nipples. “Come here, Baby girl. Bring your tits to my mouth.”
She plants her hands on my chest and leans forward obediently. In order to get close enough, her pussy has to slide off my rigid cock so her wet heat is now pressing against my stomach closer to my chest.
I cup one of her small breasts, enjoying the way it sways gently above my lips. With my other hand on her back, I guide her closer, holding her so that she can’t flinch out of my reach.
I wrap my lips around her precious nipple, suckle it, and quickly pierce it with my quill.
My Little girl flinches, but she also arches and moans, her mouth falling open as her eyes roll back. “What was that?” she murmurs.
Before answering her, I quickly switch to the other breast, holding it firmly while I suck, flick, and prick the tiny tip.
“Oh, God…” Sara’s wetness runs out of her, coating my stomach. She doesn’t even back away. She’s mesmerized and so brave.
When I finally ease up on my grip and let her lean back to straddle me, she’s staring at me.
I smile. “There’s a tiny quill behind my front teeth. I can pierce your skin with it. It has many purposes. I can release a serum that makes you so horny you can’t think straight.”
Her heart is racing. Her pussy gets hotter against me. Arousal is rushing out of her. She drops her hands to my shoulders, rubs her clit against my torso, and comes.
It’s slightly unexpected, but it shouldn’t be. I did this. I pricked her twice. She was already horny and desperate. It’s not shocking she would come instantly.
“Oh, God…” She keeps rocking, her tits swaying, her arms rigid, her mouth hanging open. “I’m going to come again,” she mutters.
I grab her hips and help her, flexing my pecs as I ease her farther up onto my chest. She smells divine. Like heaven. I want to eat her again, but I want to watch her fuck herself against my chest even more. And she does. She keeps rocking and humping me.
Her blunt black nails dig into my shoulders. Her head lolls back as she moans loudly, her sweet sounds filling the room. She comes again.
I need her so badly now. I grab her hips, lift her off my chest, and move her back toward my cock. “Are you ready for me, Sara?” I ask as I flex my cock so it stands tall and rigid. I hold her easily in the air, her pussy lined up with my erection. If I lower her to her knees, she will be fully impaled by me.
She nods. “Yes, Papi. Please…”
I ease her down, lodging my tip at her entrance. “Plant your feet, Baby girl. I want you to control this the first time.”
She flattens her feet next to my hips.
I keep my hands at her sides so she has something to hold on to.
My precious girl threads her fingers with mine, uses me to brace herself, and eases her tight pussy down over my cock.
I hold my breath. Nothing in my life compares to this moment. Not only is it important, but it’s going to change everything. I never want to forget the first time I enter my Little girl. I want to memorize every second of this experience.
It’s hard because my brain scrambles and my vision blurs as she lowers. I force myself to watch her face, though. Her expression is tight. Even though she’s aroused beyond anything she’s ever experienced, she’s lucid enough to be nervous about taking my cock into her body.
“Take your time, Baby girl,” I encourage.
She ignores my suggestion and thrusts all the way down onto my cock. “Oh, God,” she screams.
I’m out of my mind with pleasure, but I have the sense to release her hands and grab her hips to keep her from lifting off me. She needs to let her body adjust instead of fleeing.
She fights me, pushing at my arms. “Too much,” she insists.
I continue to hold her down. “Look at me, Little one.”
She shakes her head, panicking. Her braids fly around her head. “Too deep. Hurts.”