Foster
I awake to the feel of dainty fingers wrapped around my cock and the flick of a tongue over the tip. For a moment, I think I’m surely dreaming, but then I remember.
Amelia.
I open my eyes to see the top of her head. She has scooted down the bed next to me. My loose pants are still on, but her fist is around my shaft over the flannel and the tip is sticking out far enough for her to taste.
Easing my hand into her soft hair, I drag my fingers through the locks. “Sweet girl…”
She lifts her face and grins at me. “I wanted to taste you.”
“I see that, naughty girl.”
“You didn’t say there was a rule that I can’t lick your penis,” she points out.
I chuckle. “Penis?” I tug her hair so she tips her head back. “Is your mouth too sweet for words like cock?”
She nods. “Definitely.” She shudders adorably as if she wouldn’t ever utter such profanity. I’m pretty certain she has used words like cock before, but maybe her Little hasn’t. For some reason that makes said cock even harder.
“May I please keep tasting you, Sir?”
“On one condition.”
She tips her head to one side.
“You don’t finish me off. You let me come inside your pussy.”
Her face turns a dark pink as she nods. “Okay, Sir.”
Yes.
I lift my hips and tug my sleep pants down my legs until I can kick them off. “Nightie off too, sweet girl.” I reach for her nightgown and tug it over her head. “That’s better.”
She wiggles down my body, circles my dick, and licks it again like a lollipop. It’s so fucking sweet I close my eyes and groan. My ass cheeks tighten a moment later when she wraps her lips around my erection and lowers her mouth over me. “Jesus,” I mutter.
I slide one hand around to cup her bottom from behind, wondering how much of yesterday’s spanking remains visible. Next time I really will take pictures right after I spank her and a few hours later too. I wouldn’t mind being able to look at them myself.
I’m doing my best to focus on a future spanking in order to keep my mind occupied so I don’t explode in her mouth. I meant what I said; I want to come inside her tight warmth this time. But this is futile because the thought of spanking my sweet girl again makes my cock even harder.
Without releasing my cock, the little imp climbs between my legs. She keeps one hand wrapped around my dick and the other comes to my balls, rolling them gently. Jeeeeesuuuus.
I stiffen and hold my breath, trying to let her play for another minute, but I only manage about ten more seconds before I groan and reach for her. “Enough, sweet girl.”
She releases my cock with a pop and lifts her gaze, a pout on her face. “I was barely getting started.”
“And now you’re done.”
“But…”
I lean forward and reach under her arms to haul her up my body. “Daddy can’t take that any longer. I was about to come in your mouth.”
“I wouldn’t mind.”
I arrange her so she’s sitting on my stomach, straddling me. God, she’s sexy. I slide my hands up her sides and cup her small breasts, making her arch, the sweetest sounds coming from her mouth. “I would mind, Amelia. I want to come in your pussy. Are you ready for that?”
She nods, her eyes glazed over. “Yes, Sir.”
I pinch her nipples, making her jump.
She moans when I twist the little buds, arching her chest forward.
I release her tits but continue to thumb the hard points. “Look at me, Amelia.”
She lowers her gaze.
“Am I pushing you too hard too fast?”
She shakes her head. It’s adorable. She’s avoiding speech, which is comical.
“Do you want to ride me?”
Her eyes widen in shock. “Really?”
I smile. “Let me put a condom on, and you can lower onto my cock at your own pace.”
She wiggles herself down to my thighs while I reach over to grab a condom from the nightstand. She reaches for it. “Can I do it, Sir?”
I let her take it from me, but I’m leery about the amount of control I’ve given her. She looks like she’s about to explode from the power shift.
I grab her wrist to halt her as she reaches for my cock. “Slow down, sweet girl. My dick isn’t going anywhere. Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Sir.”
“Good girl. I’ll let you roll the condom on me, but then you’ll put your hands on my chest and lift your bottom so I can finger you. After you come on my hand, then you can take me inside.”
“Okay,” she whispers. She tears into the foil packet and quickly rolls the rubber down my shaft.
I take her palms and place them on my chest, waiting for her to lift onto her knees before I reach between her legs and find her soaking pussy. I love how she moans at the first stroke of my fingers through her folds, her breath hitching when I find her clit and circle it.
Her blond hair hangs like a curtain around her face, and I wish I had two more hands so I could run them through the silky locks, but I can hardly keep her still with the two hands I have. I’m using my free hand to grip her hip so she doesn’t rock clear through the wall behind me.
When she tips her head back, her breasts hanging low above me, I thrust two fingers into her warmth. Damn, she’s tight. I wonder if it’s been three years since she last had sex.
She whimpers. “I’m sorry, sweet girl. You’re so tight. I need to stretch you first.”
She rocks forward and backward over me, still making the cute, desperate sounds.
I slide my hand around from her hip to cup her bottom, letting my fingers graze over her puckered bud. I love how she clenches her butt cheeks. “Let Daddy touch you here, sweet girl. Don’t hide anything from me.”
She moans again as her lips part and more of her arousal coats my fingers. Damn. So gorgeous.
“That’s a good girl. Relax your bottom for me.” I reach for her pussy from behind, gather her excessive wetness, and drag it back to her rosebud.
“I don’t know, Sir,” she whimpers.
“Let it feel good.” I circle her tight hole, making her shudder. “That’s my good girl.” I tap the entrance.
“Please,” she begs.
I add a third finger to her pussy, thrusting as deep as I can as she purrs for me. I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight than Amelia Wescott rocking over my body, legs wide around my hips, eyes glazed over, tits hard and needy, pussy clutching at my fingers.
“Foster…”
I push one finger into her bottom, watching her closely.
“Oh.” She gasps, her mouth falling open farther, but she doesn’t fight me.
“Good girl. So precious.”
She rocks again, and I can’t stop her, but I thrust faster, rubbing her clit with my thumb as I ease my finger all the way into her tight bottom.
“Daddy,” she cries out. Music to my ears. I’ll never tire of hearing her say that, especially in ecstasy. I wonder if she realizes she’s slid into a very Little space at the peak of her arousal.
When she comes, her entire body clenches, even her jaw. Her pussy and ass grip my fingers rhythmically, the pulses coming hard and fast.
I ease my finger out of her bottom first and then her pussy before grabbing her hips and sliding her forward. “Do you still want to ride me, sweet girl?”
“Yes, Sir.” She’s shaking as she glances between us to watch me line my cock up with her opening. “Please. I want to.”
As soon as I’m notched at her pussy, she thrusts down unexpectedly.
I suck in a breath, nearly losing my mind already. Her pussy is so damn tight even after I’ve stretched her. And her tits are swaying over me. I need to touch them, so I release her hips and glide my palms up to cup her breasts.
She lifts almost off me and thrusts back down just as fast with a loud groan. “Oh, God…”
I mold my hands to her tits, squeezing them over and over, trying to watch her face while my own mind is splintering apart. My vision is wavering with every stroke. I’ve never needed to come this badly in my life. I’m so close.
“Pinch my nipples, Daddy,” she demands.
I couldn’t deny her if I wanted to. I’ll never be able to deny her when she calls me Daddy. I’m in so much trouble. I don’t even think she realizes what she’s saying. I adjust my hands and then flick her tight buds with my thumbs before pinching them hard and fast, releasing them just as quickly.
She arches. “Yes. OhGodOhGodOhGod. I’m going to come again.”
“Come, sweet girl. Let Daddy feel you around my cock.” I grit my teeth to hold back my own release. I hate how fast this is happening. I want to slow it down, take an hour or a day or a month. I want to freeze this moment, the first time I’m inside her.
But I can’t stop the momentum, and when she grinds her clit against the base of my cock, coming in hard pulses around my erection, I follow her over the edge seconds later. It’s so fucking perfect. So beautiful.
I’m head over heels for this sweet girl. If she decides to end this in two days, I’m not sure I’ll live through it.