CHAPTER SEVEN
Drake
She was so dirty and I loved it. Cleo was my dirty virgin and I loved every second of it, the way she was laid out on my lap now, her tits falling out of her tank top, her pussy bare, those little shorts a heap on the floor.
And I loved how she was so bold even though I’d just spanked her. Asking me to lick her hymen? Oh shit, yes.
But I wanted to do just more than just lick. I lifted Cleo so that her cunny was poised above me and slowly trailed my fingers over her lower lips, her snatch bare and smooth like a baby’s. She whined, her eyes closed, her hips gyrating against my hand.
“Does that feel good, little girl?” I whispered. “Does it feel good when Daddy massages your twat?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes! Yes! More, please,” she panted in my ear as her vagina ran heavily, drenching my fingers in her juice. I would have been happy to touch her forever, fingering her, exploring her hole, except that I’d promised to taste her hymen. I picked her up as she clung to my large frame and strode over to the couch, placing her on her feet in front of it. She wobbled like a newborn colt, turning to look at me with a hungry, questioning air.
“Now baby,” I said, spinning her around so that she faced the armchair. “Brace your hands against the sofa and lift your ass.”
She looked at me over her shoulder, not sure what came next. Except I knew exactly how I wanted to taste my baby. I pushed her back down so that her snatch was on display and spread her labia wide, baring that beautiful pink pussy.
“Oh!” she squealed in shock. Because Cleo was about to feel a man’s tongue for the first time.
With any hesitation, I pressed my face into her bottom from the back, running my tongue deeply all the way from her clit to her anus, giving her a thorough lick. I paused at her dark star, inhaling her perfume, letting myself breathe in her musky ass scent before turning back to her twat. I nudged her legs wider so that the folds were on display and pulled them apart so I could look deep into that steaming pink channel. Ahhh perfect. She was so tiny, her hole so tight that it was just the merest opening, the tiniest bit of darkness peeking out between those juicy flaps. Slowly, I traced my tongue along every crevice, every nook of her cunt, letting myself savor her female juice.
“Aieee!” she shrieked, knees buckling, legs unsteady as I drank from her vagina. I stroked the back of her thighs, pausing for a moment, murmuring encouragement as I lifted and squeezed her butt cheeks.
“Shhh, shhh,” I rumbled, “that’s my good little girl,” I said before helping myself to another heap of tasty twat.
This time I suckled her clit, alternately licking and sucking that hardened nub, teasing it with my tongue as her juices slid down my throat.
“Ah fuck, little girl you taste so good,” I moaned into her folds, pushing my tongue into her hole before trailing up and down between her labia again. By now, my mouth and nose were soaked in her femaleness, and I needed to bury myself in her stet.
I stood, popping my dick out of my pants. Like a fucking sword, it sprang out at ninety degrees, hard, hot and heavy, ten inches long, dribbling like a fucking faucet, I was so horny.
“Daddy,” she breathed, her eyes huge as she eyed it from over her shoulder. “Is it going to fit?”
“I don’t know baby, but we’re going to find out,” I rumbled.
I ran my dick up and down between her pussy lips, coating the shaft, letting myself bask in the heat running from her cunt. Cleo contracted and pulsed against me, her pussy instinctively knowing its mate, gushing a bit as I lubed myself up in her juices.
“Ohhhh,” she moaned, tilting her hips back, instinctively trying to catch me in her hole. I chuckled and lubed up some more, letting her feel each throbbing vein along my pole, dragging my glans across those puffy lips, teasing her a bit.
With a swift arch of her back, she caught me in her, wriggling slightly so that I was buried about an inch.
“Mmm, Daddy like that,” she said saucily. Oh fuck. The sight of her teen twat with my pole sticking out made me shudder, and I reflexively pushed in more, Cleo crying out and arching her back.
“Oh it’s so tight!” she cried. “Slow Daddy slow!”
“Mmm baby, I will,” I promised, running my hand up and down her haunches. Her buttocks were smooth and gleaming, pearly white in the low lights, and I stroked them before running a hand up to grip at her breasts, squeezing those mounds, pulling at her nipples, stimulating her from another angle.
“Ready for more?” I murmured into her neck. Without bothering to wait for a reply, I pushed forwards again, pressing against the resistance, burrowing my way into those fleshy pink folds. She was so tight that when her pussy convulsed reflexively, it almost pushed my dick out, the rolling of her muscles like a giant wave. But I braced myself against her hips and held her down, my dick still in her cunny.
“There’s more honey, we’re not done yet,” I husked. This time, I shoved my hips forward all the way, breaking through a barrier within, making her shriek and spasm with pain and hurt.
“Oh!” she gasped, her breasts heaving, a sweat breaking out on those smooth haunches, tantalizing me, titillating me as I stood completely still inside her, letting that little cunt taste its first dick.
“You like?” I growled, reaching beneath to stimulate her clit. It helped a bit and within a few seconds, I could feel her grinding back with her hips, her pussy loosening slightly, beginning to pulse and flex on my fuckpole. “Yeah, you like, don’t you?” I growled again, this time straightening up and grabbing her by the waist to begin a deep fuck.
And I didn’t hold back. I fucked that virgin pussy like it was a mature one. She was so tight, so hot, so wet that I almost lost my nut immediately. But I took a deep breath, instead reaming her again and again, pushing my dick deep, hitting my tip against that rubbery cervix. And when the time came, I didn’t hold back. With a mighty roar, I erupted in her, my man milk showering her insides, coating her ovaries with sperm, spraying her fertile fields.
As I pumped, the little girl came too, her first man-made orgasm. She shrieked loudly, her breasts swaying beneath her as her cunny spasmed around me, gripping my cock with wave after wave of pleasure, the folds vibrating and trembling as they clenched down hard. Her spasms were so violent they almost forced me out of her body but I resisted, grabbing her butt cheeks and planting my dick firmly inside.
But another wonderful surprise happened as well. As she jerked and squealed, her pussy began to spray. At first, it felt like a warm drizzle against my lower thighs and I figured it was just some female cum. But when the drizzle became a shower, I realized that my step was a squirter, a true female ejaculator. Fuck fuck fuck. I was a lucky man.
I let our bodies run their course, my sacs emptying into her body, depositing the virile seed into her sweet insides as her cunny pumped me for more, her juices spraying like a garden hose every which way. It was fucking amazing, my step was a talented little girl, we were both coated in her cum now, the juices on my thighs and abs, smeared all over her ass and legs.
And as we calmed and relaxed, I stroked her shoulders, smoothing that creamy skin, letting myself enjoy the feminine curve of her back.
“Did you like it honey?” I murmured into her ear, pulling myself out, watching as cum spilled down her thigh.
“Oh Daddy,” she moaned, looking at me mischievously over her shoulder. “Again?”
And I knelt behind her, tracing my tongue over those sweet folds, ready to begin the second assault.