Page 73 of Obsessed with Her

"I've never wanted something so much, but I'm scared."

"I won't hurt you."

I discard her dress on the floor and lean down to kiss her breasts softly. I suck slowly, deliciously, until she is moaning against me.

I kneel down, and when I look up, Serenity looks like a goddess, half naked, sweet, waiting to be taken. An angel offering herself to the sinner.

She is so small that even as I kneel at her feet, my mouth is at the level of her abdomen. I hold her panties by the waistband and slowly remove them.

"Support your back against the wall and lean your hips forward, baby."

She complies, but I can see she is embarrassed. From this angle, she puts her pussy practically in my face, like a delicious feast.

I touch her clit with my thumb, and with two fingers, I tease the entrance to her sex.

She tries to put her hand in my hair, but I stop her.

"No. Spread them on the wall. Feel, without touching. Just receive."

Opening her for me with my thumbs, I lick her pussy while looking at her. She closes her eyes, her head falls back, and her little teeth bite her lower lip as if to hold back a cry of lust.

I suck her pussy because I'm addicted to the taste of it, the feeling of honey dripping down my chin when she gives me her first orgasm.

I stand up and brush her cheek with the back of my hand. "Open your mouth for me, Serenity." I hover the two fingers with which I penetrated her sex in front of her lips. "Suck."

"I don't . . ."

"Follow your instinct."

Her breathing is ragged, panting, but even though she is shy, she does what I ask. Her tongue slips out of her mouth, licking lightly.

"Suck it, baby and I'll teach you how to do the same with my dick. I'm dying to see that delicious mouth around me."

She parts her lips and takes more, tasting herself on my fingertips.

Before long, I am the one bewitched, trapped in the sweet seduction of my dancer.

I pick her up and take her to bed. I lay her down on the edge, but I remain standing, watching her. I remove the rest of my clothes, and she looks away.

"You don't have to feel ashamed of anything that happens between the two of us."

She nods, her cheeks red, but she props herself up on her elbows, staring at me. She tries to hide her astonishment when she sees my hard cock, pointing upwards, and if I weren't so horny, I could smile at her innocence.

I approach the bed, and Serenity tries to close her thighs, but I hold each of her feet, keeping her legs apart.

I climb onto her torso, taking care to keep one leg on each side.

I take her hand and wrap it around my cock. "Touch me."

I teach her how to rub me; the softness of her small hand, her insecurity and clumsiness, all increase my madness.

I lie on my back on the bed and pull her on top of me, inverted, her sex over my mouth, her face aligned with my cock.

"Taste me. Follow your instinct. Suck, lick."

I don't wait for her to make up her mind; I pull her hips towards my face, devouring her luscious interior, sticking my tongue deep into her virgin walls.

When I close my lips on her clit, she bends down, following her instinct and licking the swollen head of my cock.

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