Page 13 of Forbidden Fruit (Sweet Treats 7)

“Now sweetheart,” I say. “On your hands and knees. Are you ready?”

She blushes and bites her lip again, but her curves tremble entrancingly. Then she turns and gets onto her hands and knees just as commanded.

Oh shit. The girl is so beautiful that I almost lose it right there. Her big breasts sway, and they’re so generous that the tips literally drag on the carpet a bit. Her ass is huge and heart shaped, and as she lifts it in the air, those lush pink lips come into view. She parts her legs slightly, and her hole shows itself, tiny and waiting to be stretched.

“I’m ready, Daddy,” she says in a low moan, looking at me over one slim shoulder. “I want to give you my cherry.”

With another heartfelt groan, I position myself on my knees in back of her, before gently running my hand over her slit. She’s so wet that my palm comes away drenched and she lifts her head and mewls slightly, shaking with pleasure.

“There’s more of that coming,” I growl. Then I point my tip at her hole and nudge her lips before easing it in. Her eyes fly open.

“Oh my god, it’s not going to fit!” she squeals. “You’re too big!”

“No, it’s fine,” I soothe, continuing the luscious surge. “You’re young and flexible, sweetheart. You can take this big shaft. Just relax and try.”

She squeezes her eyes shut, dropping her head so that her cheek rests on the carpet.

“Ohhhh,” she moans throatily. “Mmmm.”

It’s such a dirty sight. I have a beautiful young girl tasting a man for the first time and loving it. The view of my enormous pole disappearing slowly into her tiny kitty is obscene and I watch, trying not to explode, as her beautiful hole swallows it. Her lips are stretched tight like rubber bands around my girth, but she’s straining and able to accommodate me.

“Ohhhh,” she moans again. “Yessss.”

“You’re doing great,” I say between gritted teeth. “Absolutely amazing, honey.”

Finally, after another minute or so of steady pressure, I’m buried inside. She’s taken all ten inches of me like a pro while breathing heavily through her nose. Her lashes part and she looks back at me blearily.

“Is it in?” is her dazed question.

“Yes, sweetheart. You were such a good girl. You’ve taken me all and given Daddy so much pleasure. Now I’m going to stroke inside you, okay? I promise, it’ll feel good.”

She nods but then her eyes widen again and her lips part as I pull out. The drag is intense, and her pink walls clench onto me, as if reluctant to let me go.

“Ooooh!” she squeals.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I manage in a strangled voice. “Hold on, pretty girl. There’s more coming.”

I push back in again, and her bottom lifts a bit this time, letting me get in even deeper.

“Great work,” I pant. “Yeah, just like that.”

Soon, I’m pumping into her sweetness again and again at a regular pace. She moans and bucks a bit beneath me, but it obviously feels amazing inside her because there’s a lot of female nectar dripping out to coat my shaft and balls.

“Almost there,” I pant. “Oh shit, baby, it’s coming –”

But my cry is cut off because both of us hit climax at once. The girl jerks beneath me, her eyes going wide, and then a full body orgasm takes over her frame. Her sweet kitty clenches and pulses on my pole, forcing me over the edge. I shout, my balls rising, as hot jets of virility stream though my shaft and into her sweet box. But then she turns and screams a bit, her eyes panicked.

“Pull out!” she cries. “Daddy, pull out!”

But it’s too late. I have my hands on her waist, locking us tight together, and I couldn’t pull out if my life depended on it right now. Splash after splash of male seed pulses into her, even as her kitty contracts to pull it deep inside.

“Oh my god!” she squeals again. “Daddy, pull out!” she shrieks desperately.

But I can’t. My vision is darkening, and my sight growing dim. My head spins as pleasure surges, and I can’t pull out of her sweetness because it feels too good. I give her everything, and the sassy girl responds accordingly. Her clenching kitty pulses, draining me of every last drop.

When I finally pull out, the girl turns to look at me over her shoulder, her eyes wide and expression horrified.

“Oh my god, what do we do now?” she whispers. “That wasn’t supposed to happen!”

I chuckle low in my throat, exhausted and drained, but in a good way.

“No, it wasn’t, baby. But it was worth it, wasn’t it? Your kitty’s full of male seed now. How does you feel?”

She gasps, her face coloring. But then a small smile creeps to her lips, and I know that everything’s going to be alright. This girl is my type of woman, and I can’t wait to get to know her better.

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