It’s been two months since I moved out and bought myself a small 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom apartment in the city. At 28yo, I honestly was quite proud of myself in finally transitioning into actual adulthood – cooking, cleaning, paying bills, the whole works all by myself. There was nothing particularly special about the 2 month mark but it was just the time it took for me to fully unpack everything from the boxes and clean everything out. The last stretch of work ended at nighttime when the city lights came to life and it reflected into my apartment. I opened a bottle of Hibiki 21 whiskey I bought a couple years ago from my Japan trip and poured the liquid gold into a glass with a sphere of ice inside that I had prepared earlier. I picked up the glass triumphantly and started sipping it as I gazed upon the skyscrapers beneath me. It was only about 3 sips in when I got a call from my mom.
“Aiden I really need a favor from you, you remember my friends Mark and Amber right?”.
“Uhhh vaguely? we had dinner with them 2 years ago”, I replied unsure of myself. My mind wandered to their young daughter 16 or 17 at the time? I couldn’t remember.
“Yes, Mark’s Dad passed away 2 days ago and he has to leave the country for the funeral”, my mom said bluntly.
“Oh my god…”
“…and Amber really wants to go to as she was also close with him but they can’t leave their daughter behind”.
I scrunched my face in annoyance because I knew where this was going.
“Can you please, please, please let Mia, their daughter, stay with you for 2 weeks, Mark will pay you really well for the babysitting fees”, she finally begged.
I stood in silence, cursing my luck and placed down my whisky filled cup as I have just lost the taste for it.
“Can a teenager really live with me? Isn’t it…weird?”.
“Look I know, but they don’t really have anyone else to turn to, and her school is 20 min away from yours by bus, and plus it’s only a short while”, she rebutted.
“…Fine”, I replied reluctantly, knowing that Mark, the CFO of a big bank will most likely pay me well, and it would help with the huge additional upfront living related costs I had to pay since I moved in.
“Thank you so much, I’ll text you Marks number for you to save, and he will drop her off at yours 8 am tomorrow”.
A few pleasantry exchanges later, the call ended and I returned to my whiskey, drinking it now with the intent to ease the stress of this ordeal.
The next morning I was sitting at my kitchen top waiting to receive her. The doorbell rung and I opened the door to Mark and his daughter Mia standing behind him and slightly to the side. In a quick instant I had scanned her whole and immediately noticed how much she has grown both body and face. Our eyes met but they quickly shot down to the ground – a sign she was nervous? or perhaps she mutually felt the quick attraction between us? She had fair skin with light make-up on but you can tell she had a natural beauty and cuteness that would probably get her unfairly famous on Tiktok. Her well-kept silky hair was slightly wavy, and was parted with one side behind ear, and the other half draped to the bottom of her chest. Her school sweater could not hide her quickly growing bust, made even more obvious with the help of her approximately 5’2 petite frame and an hour-glass figure. Before I could get to her legs I quickly snapped out of it and faced towards Mark to not alert him that I was visually violating her. We exchanged greetings and during this chat he had thanked me repeatedly for such a last minute decision. Mia and I then did our awkward hellos as we have rarely spoken more than 10 words at a time due to how young she always was. After a quick chat, Mark then explained that he had to quickly run off as Amber was parking in a no-stopping zone on the street below and they had a plane to catch on a couple hours. All of a sudden it was just me and her.
She broke the silence shyly. “Hey… thanks again for doing this, um…I’ve got school now, they dropped me off here so I can meet you first and then I can learn the route to school from here.”
“It’s really no big deal, this situation must be a bit hard on you as well – you’ve lost a family member, so I’m happy to help”, I sympathized.
She smiled and a dimple appeared on her right cheek. “Ok school finishes around 3 so I’ll be coming straight back most of the time.”
“All good, make yourself at home by then, I have a late meeting so I’ll be coming back late maybe around…8 pm?”
I gave her a copy of the keys and when she turned around to head out, my eyes traced her legs up until where her skirt ended, they were indeed the legs of a young girl – soft, plump and fragile. I could only imagine her little bubble butt those legs led up to. At this point I was in 2 minds, as I’ve never thought I could be attracted to this young teen who’s always been in the background, but at the same time she looked like she could pass for a young adult which confused my morals. After I’ve calmed myself I made my way to work 10 minutes later, falling back to a semblance of my usual routine of working 2 days in office and 3 work from home.
Night rolled over, and with it my meeting was cancelled due to an important stakeholder calling in sick. I returned home earlier at 6 pm. Just before I placed my keys on the kitchen top, I could faintly hear a boy talking followed with muffled sounds. I immediately remembered that I forgot to tell her the walls are a bit thin so sound does leak through into the rest of the small apartment. I moved closer to the 2nd guest room I placed Mia in and could now hear slightly rhythmic wet sounds. My curiosity piqued way too high for me not to investigate. I use my index finger to slightly open the door that was already made ajar by the clumsiness of a teen girl. I first saw her phone on the bed on what I assume was the call screen with the speaker option obviously turned on, and then all at once, I saw Mia crouched over directly in front of me in a doggy position, her left hand grabbing her pillow tightly, her chest lowered laying half flat with her malleable boobs spilling out from the side and squished onto the mattress, her lower back arched up and her round ass lifted high in the air supported by her legs on her knees on an angle. Her right hand was reaching from below and between her legs where it met her swollen pussy, its middle and ring finger were rubbing and penetrating her tight, pink, and bare pussy. A long string of grool leaked from where her fingers were and it dripped unbroken onto the bed sheets. Her hips were gyrating as she was fingering herself. Her top was already off and only her school skirt remained but it was folded up so I could still see up to her cute winking butthole.
A boys voice spoke again from her phone lying next to her. It must’ve been her boyfriend.
“Oh fuck keep going Mia, you sound so fucking hot”, the boy begs.
Mia was struggling to make proper words in response as her moans rose in volume albeit just above whispering.
“Nnnhaww..hmm..fuck..UUGGHH..haah..oooHH YES”, was all she could muster.
I keep watching at the expense of my cock desperately wanting to escape the confines of my pants to replace her skinny fingers with my thick 7.5 and almost 6 inch girth cock. I got incredibly hard imagining the view of my cock stretching this teen girls pussy lips apart and it took every fiber of my being to not take her right then and there. A couple long minutes go by and her fingers are now furiously digging into her red swollen pussy, her juices are now trailing down her inner legs and bubbling around her fingers. Her legs start shaking, her butthole starts pulsating and she quickly takes the pillow from her left hand to her face and tries her best to muffle her moans – anxious the neighbors might hear. I stare in absolute awe, almost impressed she has the audacity to do this on her first day at an essentially strangers house, but to a teenager she probably only just cared that there was an opportunity to do this alone and away from her parents. Her butt finally collapsed down onto the bed and she lay flat, which was a sign for me to quickly exit the apartment and let her phone call help disguise the sounds of the door opening. I wait outside for 10 minutes which allowed me to process what the hell I just witnessed and to let my extremely hard and uncomfortable dick settle down. Once I composed myself, I entered back into my apartment as loudly as I could and slammed my keys down on the kitchen top.
“Mia I’m back! My meeting was cancelled”, I shouted.
“Oh…yup!” she replied hesitantly.
Her door meekly opens and she comes out in her silk night gown top that draped along the curve of her chest of what I can now guesstimate was around 32DD and silk shorts that accentuated the impossibly perfect roundness of her little ass. I just watched this young girl ravish her pussy in front of me and yet the sight of her clothed still excites me just as much. This body was made to be bred.
We lock eyes for a bit, and I subconsciously bite the left corner of my lower lip.
“Oh hey, you look cute in that”, I said swiftly after.
“Oh…this? haha thanks, my boyfriend got it for me… now that I think of it, I’m a bit embarrassed in this haha, I grabbed this quickly without any thought”, she replied as she warmed up to me.
“Ahh don’t be, be confident in what you wear, you’ll look good in anything”, I say as I ironically strip her clothes off in my mind.
She blushes in return, and her body language indicated to me she must not get complimented often.
I pivot topic to not dwell on this too much, “Anyways, I thought I’d get pizza delivered for today and think about cooking stuff tomorrow onwards, how about that?”, I say like a proper caretaker.
“Ooohh yes! ok!” she said, excitedly clasping her hands together with a little hop onto her toes and down. How this girl could seem so innocently cute and yet so slutty was surreal to me.
Over dinner we talk a bit and I got to know her more. Eventually it got to the boyfriend shit-talking phase – ranting about how many girls he follows on Instagram, how he DM’s girls through their story, and how she has to beg for his attention by trying to be better than them. If she didn’t tell me this, I would have assumed their relationship was great from their phone sex session they just had – such is the wild mood changes teens have. She then pivots to my love life.
“What about you, an attra-… nice uh.. tall older bachelor living alone. You’re so mature. You must have lots of girls over.”
“HA oh… tons of girls”. I jest, “but having you here is kind of cock-blocking me”.
“Oop…well… technically I am still a girl…” she said coyly with her eyes darting to the side.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Jokes jokes lol”. she quickly interjected with both of her hands waving no at me. Yes she said lol out loud.
“Pretty AND funny”. I smirk.
We talk a bit more about random stuff, but mostly she was on her phone texting away and I went to play video games to end off the night.
During the rest of the week, nothing much else interesting happens as I was trying hard to not take advantage of this situation. Every day after work, we would talk a bit, flirt a bit like usual, I would cook her dinner and sometimes she attempts to cook me…whatever she made. Every second day though I would hear her arguing with her boyfriend about inane teenager stuff like they do and every time I would think about how much this guy is fumbling her. If I was his age with the experience and knowledge I had, I swear I would’ve fucked all the teen pussy I could in my school. Or maybe Mia had been stroking my ego? Whatever the case something was up between us and I liked it. By next week, Valentines day arrives. It was in the middle of my work break when I suddenly received a string of near ineligible texts from Mia, ranting about the new predicament this boy is putting her through. I scan through what seems to be 30 separate texts which really could’ve been put into 1 or 2 texts, but I’ll allow it. The gist of the story is that Mia’s boyfriend had been sending Valentines wishes to girls on his Instagram, but he insists it was just a platonic wish between friends. Mia was understandably upset and I shook my head at the emotional immaturity this teen boy had been displaying. Mia had decided not to talk or engage with him for the rest of Valentines day as punishment.
I return home late at 9 pm this time, but with me I bought a small bouquet of a dozen roses to cheer her up a bit. I thought it was a bit excessive but they “ran out” of single roses by the time I got to the store, if you ask me florists are a scam. I walk in and I’m greeted by the sight of Mia and my bottle of Hibiki 21 whiskey at my dining table. This chick had been drinking my damn whiskey that’s even older than her! By the looks of it she has drunk maybe 2 glasses? Who knows, I doubt she knows how much is just 1 shot of it. Given how expensive this bottle was I struggled hard to not get angry at her, justifying to myself that she just doesn’t know any better and she was going through a teenagers version of a hard time. I’ll have to scold her later.
We lock eyes with each other as I walk slowly to her, I muster a smile and raise the bouquet.
“Mia… Happy Valentines day!”
She covers her mouth to hide the biggest smile that her eyes failed to hide. Her smile lines were radiating from the outer edges of her eyes. It was clear now she had been crying before and all that was left was a tinge of redness around her eyes. She took her hand away from her mouth.
“Thank youu”, she softly said as she slightly tilted her head down and looked up at me. I damn near fell for her right there.
“… gosh you’re such an amazing guy, are all older men like this?”, she added with a slight slur indicating she was at least warmly buzzed.
“Nah… just to special girls like you Mia”, I say gazing at her puppy eyes with a slight smile.
She blushes and gives me one of those upside smiles people do when they’re both embarrassed and blushing.
I head to the fridge and return back with vodka and ginger beer. I let her finish the rest of her whiskey but I stop her there, I didn’t want to deal with a drunk teenage girl. Throughout the rest of the night, I had changed to comfortable clothes and poured myself cups of the moscow mule cocktail, enabling me to listen to her rant on about shitty men. All I could do was nod, agree, and support her thinking even if it was something I disagreed with, but arguing with her solves no problem, she just wants someone to listen to her. Throughout the night, she would get more comfortable with me and I with her, we would touch each other shoulders as we laughed, nudged elbows, and at times I would sneak in a a rub on her knee and thigh and she would pay no mind to it as we were both in a warm jolly mood, assisted by the liquid confidence of whiskey and vodka. It was inevitable for my dick to grow into a half-erection from being so physically affectionate with this cute girl, an innocent look which was betrayed only by her bra-less breasts pressing against the buttons of her nightgown top, her erect nipples protruding through the thin fabric, and her shorts riding up close to her crotch. I was alone with this girl in this apartment and she was defenseless to my 6’1 body, it was hard not to think of things like this and I tried rejecting it which my half-erection was evident of. I was wearing thin grey joggers and I couldn’t exactly hide the thick outline my dick was now presenting down to my inner left thigh. I would occasionally see her eyes dart down as we talk, and I’m sure she could see my eyes dart down to her cleavage, presented like a gift by her pink frilly top begging people to look at it.
Midnight rapidly came, and I made a tough judgement call to end the chat and start heading to bed as I have an important meeting tomorrow morning. She protested just a little bit, but her people-pleasing personality had to accept that the night was ending there. We stood up, and my dick was pressing even further against my pants, I shamelessly enjoyed the attention her eyes gave to it. As I push her chair in, I notice a damp spot on her chair. Now… we were even, she could see that I was getting horny, and I could also see that she got so turned on, her wet pussy leaked through her panties and shorts. I head to my room, turn off the light and get into bed. I was just about to decide to relieve my blue balls when the door opened slightly and Mia slid through the crack like a cat and closed the door.
“…Mia?… what’s up?”, I inquired.
“Ummmmm hehe I don’t think it’s fair my boyfriend gets to talk to other girls on Valentines day”, she replies cheekily.
I thought to myself, well what have you been doing this entire night?… No matter.
She adds, “honestly.. my ego is still kind of hurt, I want to feel like I’ve gotten back at him, so umm… I’m just going to sleep here if that’s ok. I’ve slept on the same bed as my friends multiple times, no biggie.”
It seems the alcohol was still doing work on her inexperienced liver despite cutting her off. She wasn’t asking permission either, she quickly slid underneath my blanket of my double-bed without waiting for my response, but at this point I was too lazy and still a bit buzzed from the alcohol to fight her off.
“If a girl gets into a man’s bed, they gotta be prepared for the consequences”, I joke to her.
“Hmmmm maybe… but I think trust you”, she replies with a cute innocent smile. Oh Mia, I don’t even think I trust myself.
As we lay in bed we toss, turn, rustle, and over 10 min of brief chatter and movement. I’m eventually facing her back. She jokingly says that I’m taking too much blanket and ends up scooting further closer to me. I could smell her strawberry shampooed hair. I compliment it and she took that as an excuse to lay the back of her head even further close to me so I could smell it more. The problem here is that I sleep in my underwear, and my cock starts protruding the fabric outwards to it’s limit. The soft silk of her shorts occasionally grazed my cock – only millimeters of fabric serving as a barrier between us. There’s no way she didn’t feel this. My judgement starts slipping and I slowly start moving my hips forward and back continuing to rub my cock on her soft, silk, and round ass. She doesn’t move away, instead she starts softly pressing her ass against my member with synchronized rhythm. I whisper behind her, “you wanted more blanket? here”. In one swift movement I grab her waist closer to me with my right hand, the back of her head landed below my chin, my cock laying flat against her ass, and I intertwine my legs with hers. Due to the size difference, her feet only reached up to around my mid calves.
“That’s…not what I mean”, she whimpers. I gather that she’s too shy to address the rock hard thing pressed against her.
“Oh yeah?…I’m making it what that means”, I whisper authoritatively.
My left arm is now wrapping beneath the side of her neck where it then landed her right shoulder. My right hand is now slowly caressing her stomach above her top with my fingers occasionally brushing her boobs from underneath.
“You know, girls should be treated specially on Valentines day”, I say to justify my actions like it’s normal.
“This is… just a massage right?”, she said slightly concerned.
“Yeah, of course, it feels nice right? People usually have to pay for this”.
“Oh right… hehe thank you I guess”.
This continues on for a few minutes, I switch between her stomach, hips and thighs, her body eventually warms up to this and I could tell she was starting to enjoy this.
Under her breath she says, “hmm… you’re really good at this”.
“Yeah? What about this?”
I slip my hand underneath her top onto her bare stomach and I adjust my bulging cock upwards and underneath her ass so it rests right below where her pussy lips would be. She gasps and holds her breath.
“Your body is so mature… it deserves an adult massage”, I say.
“You really think so?”
“Yes, you’re being wasted on little boys”.
My right hand now makes it way from her stomach to her right boob and I cup it whole from underneath. My fucking god it’s like her tits have never been touched before, her tits were silkier than her top, and my hand practically melted in them. I begin to dry hump my bulging cock against her mound. She instantly gasped again and moaned a half breath.
“Wait.. I think this is a bit… my boyfriend…” she protests.
“The boyfriend that messages other girls on Valentines day?” I interject confidently.
“Yeah…but-“.
“It’s ok, we’re not really doing anything. Your boyfriend decided to not treat you well for Valentines, I’m just doing what a proper man should do. Don’t feel guilty about anything, it’s his fault” – Something inside me has clearly activated to the point of no return. My moral compass has broken, and it’s like my predatory instincts have awoken.
My underwear waistband has finally given way and slipped off my fully grown cock, I’m continuing to rub it back and forth against her pussy lips now only covered by the thin fabric of her shorts and panties. Her sudden moans stop her from resisting this and her pussy juices start leaking through the fabric and lubricating my cock. My right hand now playfully twisting and tugging her erect nipples, I’m switching focus between both of her cushiony tits and despite my hand being quite large, it still can’t cup a whole breast. I’m breathing hard onto her neck. I move her hair out of the way, and I give it a little kiss. She gasps hard. Bingo. Her neck is a sensitive sweet spot. I’m carefully tracing my lips along her soft neck, her breath is gradually getting heavier and faster and I knew she would be susceptible to further of my advances.
“Oouhhh.. please I.. auuugh…this is not…” she stammers.
“Your body is saying differently Mia… be confident in what you want… and I know this is what you want…”.
I remove my right hand from her breasts and swiftly pull down both her shorts and her panties.
“Nn-“.
I cut her off by using my fingers to directly stimulate her swollen clit. I rub and play with it, and softly pinch her clit between two fingers and using her natural lubrication, I slide my fingers alongside each side of it, gently tugging it each time. Her pussy like I saw prior, felt soft, smooth, and bare with only light patches of shaven hair. The stimulation from my fingers and my cock rubbing her directly between her pussy lips was driving her crazy. I’m also able to use my left hand to stimulate her nipples and with everything compounding together she was already reaching pleasures her inexperienced young body has never felt before.
“Oh my… oh my…. oh my goooodd”, she groans as I send her to her first orgasm. I cup her mouth so she could scream into it. Her quaking legs were squeezing my cock but with how hard and wet it is, it doesn’t hurt. She shakes and wiggles from her orgasm into my firm bodily grasp but I hold her tight so her soft body doesn’t leave my touch.
“Good girl… did you like my massage?”, I whisper straight into her ear.
“I… I don’t want to ch-cheat on my boyfriend…” she whines.
“Baby you’re not cheating ok? He started it first…and it’s not like you’re going to tell him right? Just remember of the girls he’s talking to behind your back. He’s the one that’s cheating, no?”
“…yeah”, she reluctantly says with a brain that’s already shutdown from pure pleasure.
“Mia… feel how hard you’ve made me”, I say with my agonizing cock still warmly pressed below her mound.
She reaches down and feels the full length of my cock with her tiny delicate fingers. It twitches and her hand retreats.
“You’re going to have to take responsibility for this right? Like the mature woman you are”, I add whilst rubbing my cock between her soaking pussy lips.
After a few breathes which allowed her to speak, she quietly says “Just…just a lil bit ok..? Just the head I think, I’ll feel bad if only I got a massage”, she replies trying to justify this to herself. I’m grateful she doesn’t mention a condom, but I doubt she’s in a position to think properly right now. Or she really wanted to feel my raw cock in her? I think her inner slut I saw prior was finally getting drawn out by me.
“You’re such a sweet girl”, I say as I kiss her shoulder.
I tighten my grip around her with my left arm, I move back my hips and line up my thick, bursting cock against her teenhood. I slowly part her pussy lips with the head of my cock and push it in an inch or so. Even with how soaked her pussy is, it was still a squeeze to get in.
She gasps “OH MY G-“. I silence her with my hand again. I leave it in there for 10 seconds or so to get her comfortable physically and mentally to a cock size I’m sure her boyfriend can’t provide her with.
“Um…are you satisfied?”, she questions rhetorically.
I respond by slowly and repeatedly moving the head of my cock in and out, the entrance of her pussy now inviting me more. She starts moaning softly in sync with me.
“Mia…I’m gonna go further… I need to feel more of you…”
“Wait no…please… this is already further enough…hahh..hahh… I don’t…think I can handle more, anymore is..uughhh hahh… really cheating.”
“Well.. this is what it means to get in a man’s bed Mia…I know you wanted this, plus… my cock is technically already inside you…so…going further…”
My cock slides 2 inches further in. She covers her mouth in shock.
“Isn’t going to…”
Another 3 inches slowly go in. I can’t go any further and I still had 1 or 2 inches left. Her hand now muffling her rising squeals.
“…make a difference”.
“no no no no no fuCKK AIDEN what the fuck it’s so big nnnnngg sto-“, she protests again half-heartedly.
Too late, I already start slowly moving my hips and by now she’s screaming in her hand in a mix of pain and absolute euphoric ecstasy.
“Your pussy is so hungry for my cock it pulled me right in… is it really cheating if my cock is reaching places your boyfriend hasn’t even touched?”
I don’t really give her chances to respond as all her energy is focused on withstanding the thick cock that’s now stretching her out. Her pussy was grabbing so fucking tight onto the whole length of my cock, I could feel every ridge, fold, and firm softness of her pussy walls that’s now suffocating my cock.
“This is what a real man’s penis feels like, nothing like the little boys in your school or your boyfriend has.”
“Hhhah hhaaah fuck you’re filling me..ouHHgh.. up so much”
“I know your body likes it… but if you don’t say it, I’m going to stop this.”
I let her think for 5 seconds while my cock is already defiling her.
“Oouuhh y- aughhh yes fuckk… I want.. ooughh.. keep it inside me… aUUGH.. Aiden please…”, she begs whilst biting down on a finger.
“You still have the tight pussy of a teen girl…I’m going to make you my woman tonight”.
“…I’m all yours…”, she moans with her mind finally broken.
We’re still in a spooning position as I wrap half of her petite waist with one hand to repeatedly thrust in her willing tight pussy more and more. I pump most of the length of my cock in and out and I feel her lips grab onto it so tight like it doesn’t ever want to leave. I’m holding onto her firmly so she has no choice but to succumb herself whole to being fucked as my sex toy. I keep pushing myself in and out, in and out, she’s getting wetter and wetter, and her pussy is finally accustoming to my size, it gets a little bit more comfortable for me as well as for her. I move my right hand to her throat, I gently but firmly grab the sides of her throat to use it as a handle for me to keep thrusting harder. I didn’t care for the loud moans she was making at this point, my neighbors can hear me fuck this senseless teen girl for all I care.
She moans and squeals in my grasp, “fuck… fuck…fuck.. oh my fuc– eruuaUGHHH.”
“yeah you fucking like this cock inside you Mia? Your cunt is so wet and tight for me baby.”
“ffffffuUUUHGHH no YES YES keep going.. just… fu- keep fucking me daddy I don’t care anymore.”
I hear the word daddy and my mind goes senseless. I stop and flip her over to her back, so I can finally see her teary slutty face begging for my cock. I kiss and shove my tongue in her mouth as I re-insert my cock into her, this time quite easily. Her boobs now shaped in perfect circular buns from laying down, are swaying in circular hypnotic motions from the weight of them. I suck on then, grab on them, and occasionally use them as leverage to push my cock harder into her. And just as I imagined, I could finally see my thick veiny cock split her pussy lips apart, stretching it to it’s limit. If only you could see the thick log ravaging this pussy, anyone would understand how a baby can also fit through. In this degeneracy I felt a quick pang of guilt looking at the sight of my older cock destroying this young school girl’s pussy and innocence before she even reaches adulthood.
I say in realization while still thrusting in her, “You know that whiskey you drank is worth 1.3k USD right?”
“aeeuhhh ughhhh I-.. ohfuck no I really didn’t…uughknow” she whined and moaned.
I whisper lowly in her ear, “I was going to scold you later, but I suppose this is punishment for you, you naughty girl.”
I suddenly increased my pace further and I start choking her again with one hand and the other hand using her boob as a handle, she tilts her head upwards in pleasure and bites her lower lip hard to brace herself. The guilt then washed away just like that absolving me in my mind of the absolute disrespectful acts I’m performing on Mark’s sweet daughter.
“I’m gonna make your pussy forget all about your boyfriends cock, I’m gonna make it so you can never be satisfied until your pussy takes my cock again, I’m going to mold it to my shape and you’re just going to accept it like the good girl you are”, I said in a growl.
“yes… punish me ooOUUGH FUCK daddy please…I’m such… a dirty SLUT for you”, she said proudly watching my cock repeatedly disappear inside her trained pussy.
The friction from my thrusting had created a ring of white thick liquid residue around my cock from her juices. Whether my pre-cum was also a part of that, I did not care. I was going to give her everything.
Her legs then wrapped around my lower back, I lower my body and shove my head into the space between her neck and shoulder and both my arms began bear hugging her neck. My 6’1 body is fully enveloping this tiny 5’2 teens body. I return to my violent pounding and she starts biting down on my shoulder to stop her from awakening the entire floor. This continues for a while until I take a glance at her face and I can see she’s completely lost her mind, her eyes rolling back, her lips open in a daze. Her eyes re-focus on me.
“I’m cumming… ooouuhGH yes I’m fucking cumming again”, she exclaimed.
“ohh fuck baby I’m cumming with you too, cum for me baby”, I demanded back.
I neither slow down or speed up, I thrust at the same speed that’s causing her to cum, except I place my right hand above her pussy and press down on it. My cock is rubbing her G-spot from inside, and my hand is now pressing into it from the outside, sandwiching her G-spot between her cock and my hand.
“aaaHHHHFUCCKKK HOLY FUCK”, she screams loudly before I quickly kiss her silent.
I release a weeks worth of my cum straight into her needy pussy, I’m pumping it hard and fast directly into her cervix, there’s almost no space left inside her tight pussy so some of my cum bursts out from the sides and onto the bed. Mia is shaking violently and her pussy is convulsing and clamping down hard on me, but I’m still holding onto her pumping my cock in and out with the same pace to continue her orgasm. I make sure her pussy is taking every single fucking drop my balls have left to give her. I grabbed her face by her jaw and force us to make eye contact as we finish our orgasm together.
Once my cock stopped throbbing I pulled out and even more cum spilled out onto the sheets. I think to myself how I have to clean this up later. I collapse to her side and place my left arm underneath her head, she turns my way and collapses her left arm across my chest and we cuddle. We’re both breathing heavily from this intense experience. We no longer had the energy to even speak about what happened. I reach over and kiss her on the forehead, she gave me a little smile and closed her eyes to rest. Eventually we both fell asleep together like this with my excess cum slowly dripping out of her used cunt.
The morning after, I woke up to an empty bed. I immediately felt a sense of regret and this impending sense of doom if word of this got out. I get dressed and enter the living room. There I saw Mia making coffee for me in the kitchen. The morning sunlight pierced through the floor to ceiling windows and shone onto her. She was wearing just her white school shirt un-buttoned, with both sides of the shirt draped over her bare breasts. The shirt was long enough to cover her panty wearing ass. I wandered if this was because she was just that comfortable with me or she was trying to seduce me. Either way I’m relieved by how chill she was being about this.
“Good… morning Mia”, I say skeptically.
“Morning Aiden!”, she replies cheerfully.
“What ever did I do to deserve a hand-made coffee by you?”, I respond matching her tone.
“Hehe, well if I’m going to be grown mature woman, I thought I’d begin servicing my man I suppose”, she jokingly said.
“What about your… boyfriend?”, I question.
“Oh… well I’m going to have to deal with him later… I don’t think I’m going to break up with him yet… I should talk to him.”
I’m not sure what rationalization she has concocted in her teen mind, but I’m not going to question the logic.
She walks over to me and hands me my coffee, the sight of her shirt barely covering her golden sun-lit breasts and the light exposing her pink nipples through the fabric gave rise to my cock again. I’m wearing my grey joggers which exposes me yet again.
“Oh my god.. again really?”, she says sarcastically.
“Yeah? who’s fault is this Mia, haven’t I been teaching you in this household?”.
“Hehehe oh I know” she says deviously.
She grabs a hold of the waistband of my joggers and underwear and fully pulls it down to the ground. My cock flops out relieved of the pressure.
“You can’t go to work with this right..?”, she witfully remarked.
I smirk and bite my lower lips in response.
“Here…”. She kneels down and takes the head of my cock into her mouth like she planned this for breakfast.
I moan, “this isn’t really necessary…”
“I have to pay you back for me staying over right?”.
I don’t think she knows I’m getting paid for this, but I respond, “well… I guess you know how the world works already…”.
I watch her soft plump lips form a tight ring around my head. She takes in a few inches and I don’t think she can take more than this. She uses her hand to give me a hand job at the same time to compensate. Her wet silky lips continue to suck on my cock up and down as her round doe eyes were looking up at me as she does so. I really could not choose between her pussy or her mouth at this point. I pat her head and say, “You’re such a good girl for me you know that”. She giggles. I grab a bunch of hair behind her head from the roots and slowly help her suck me off. I gaze down at the city view and take a sip of my coffee triumphantly as Mia’s tongue is swirling around my cock. I start moving my hips back and forth, and the sight of this young school girl trying her best to take this huge cock in her mouth was sending me over the edge. I mildly fuck her mouth hole for a bit until I start cumming in it – not as much as last night so she was able to easily handle it. She opens her mouth and shows me my cum pooled into her mouth and swallows it in front of me. I gently raise her by her chin and give her a kiss as a reward.
We clean up and she gets dressed and finishes preparing for school.
“Don’t wash your mouth Mia ok?, I want you to kiss your boyfriend with it”. I said half jokingly.
“Hehe, now that’s a revenge! See you later tonight then, byebye!” as she waves enthusiastically.
I smile and look upon the morning city and wonder, what have I just gotten myself into.
For the rest of the remaining joyous degenerate week, we would fuck every night, and every morning she would suck my cock or I bent her over at my window for the waking city to see and dump my cum inside her from behind. Either way I made sure to leave a load in her mouth or pussy before she went off to school with her teachers, friends, and boyfriend not knowing any better to what kind of slut this innocent looking girl actually was.
And of course, this was not the last I saw of her when her parents returned.
The End.