More Cutie
Continued from: Cutie (Mg7 voy exib solo pett gs)
More Cutie (Mg7 anal oral solo)
More of a cute tale by M8R1X [REV 2 Feb 22]
A finger in the bottom can be delightful.
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The crash of the front door signaled that a small, quickly incoming body was about to crash into me, squealing, “Dick!”
I scooped the little tart into my arms, squeezed and noticed how much bare flesh I had in my hands. She wiggled, I let her down, and with a bright smile, she pulled her sunglasses down her nose and asked, “I just got this, how do you like it?”
Then, I had to do a double take of her new bikini… what little there was of it. The tiny blue thing had two little patches on her chest and an indecently small one over her little split. I twisted her around and there was just a string in her bum crack which left her gorgeous little cheeks bare.
“What was your mum thinking? You may as well be naked.”
“Don’t you like it? I picked it out for you.”
“Oh, no, I love it. I just can’t imagine your mum buying it for you.”
“She didn’t buy it. I did it with my own money.”
“It really is lovely, can’t you tell?” I inquired while I ran my hand over the prominent bulge I had developed.
“You do like it!” She squealed, grasped me through my trousers and squeezed, mentioning, “So big and hard. I’ll bet it has lots of juice for me,” before she clawed my trousers open and dragged it out.
That first second when she gobbled me in her mouth was the worst. Not that it was bad, but because it was so intense, it never failed to make the sperm rise in my shaft. My knees got so wobbly I had to move things over to the sofa before I crumpled to the floor.
I pulled my trousers and pants off, reclined on the cushion and left her in charge to commandeer my pleasure. In all of my life, I had never met anyone that was so devoted and enthusiastic about sucking cock and she was only seven. She made a theatrical performance out of it. Since she couldn’t get more than two inches inside her mouth, she was very good at making them count. When her mouth got tired, she put her tongue and lips to work. Like a kitten, she would lick rapidly over my piss slit, and then nibble up and down the shaft. Her hand would strip sticky juice up to the tip, and then she would slurp it off and drill her tongue into the little eye.
I know I should work on my control, but two or three minutes of her mouth on me had my balls filled beyond capacity and they threatened to burst from the pressure. She knew from the little noises I made that I was ready to squirt and would seal her lips around the tip and draw a strong vacuum. That was my trigger and when I squirted, it felt like the marrow was being drawn from my bones.
After she had her drink, she would always give me a spermy little kiss and demand, “Now it’s me turn.”
Today, she pulled up the little patches on her chest and insisted, “Suck on my titties first.”
Of course, she had nothing more than two small slightly darker circles on her chest with a tiny pebble in the middle, but they were very sensitive. I fastened my lips around one, sucked hard on it while I poked my tongue into her nipple. She laughed and squealed and twisted, but just like a kitten, she soon mewled and purred in pleasure.
The tiny bikini bottoms were so loose, they were easy to push aside so I could get a finger into her juicy split. For a seven year old, her little lube factory was in high production. It didn’t take much to get her slick juices flowing. Then, I quickly located her little opening and slipped a finger inside her pussy tube. That was one her favourites and it never failed to give her quick satisfaction.
While I ravished her nipples with my mouth, I treated her to a healthy helping of finger pie that brought her bum up straining from the cushion. She could never last very long during one of my manual onslaughts and in no time at all, her legs shot out straight with her toes pointed as she shot off to little girl heaven.
What never ceased to amaze me was the speed of her recovery. No sooner had one massive orgasm ripped through her body and she was ready for another. Now, she wanted her favourite, so she stuck her bum in the air and demanded, “Now lick me!”
I must confess, it was my favourite also. There were not many things I enjoyed more more than slipping my tongue so far inside her bum she could feel it in her throat. So, to her squeals of joy, I moved the little string over while I pulled her cheeks apart, and bored my taster into her musky rectum. The rich, ripe scents that assailed my nostrils put steel in my bone. Of course, her little arse was only the appetizer, and then I moved on to the succulent pink entrée.
It was love at first sight. The first time I beheld that delicate little flower, I was so taken, my heart raced and felt like it had crawled into my throat. Her tiny lips were dry and most of her split closed tight except for the damp little opening. I pried the lips apart and the centre of her pleasure, the tiny little fingertip with the barest covering of a hood stood out from the top of minuscule inner labia. She was so sensitive, she laughed and wriggled when I touched it with my finger.
After a gentle little rub, she calmed and embraced the pleasure the pearl brought her. It didn’t take a minute of caress before her outer lips blushed and thickened. Then, the inside of her vulva gained a rosy glow while a droplet of thick honey formed at her entrance. Over the next days which turned into weeks, there was not a single visit that she did not demand an intimate caress which quickly led to her achieving orgasm. After that first orgasm, she decided she could not live without several a day.
I tried to teach her how to give herself one, but even though she succeeded several times, she would have none of it. Because, “The ones you give me feel the best.”
Of course, I was only too happy to give her as many orgasms as she could stand and she had several over time that she did not recover from quickly. Tantamount to her biggest and best ones, was playing stink finger in her little hole. At first, I thought I would rupture her cherry if I fingered her, but quite by accident, I discovered that was not the case. Or, at least in her case, her little hymen stretched quite easily and with minimal pain.
The only pain was what she described as a bug bite. It was that first time when she shoved herself into my finger and buried it to the knuckles. She only released one little squeak and quickly decided that my finger felt awfully good inside. That was the beginning of a tradition and an addiction for both of us.
After awhile, our usual greeting consisted of her leaping into my arms and I was left holding two firm bum cheeks which I would liberally squeeze while we kissed. Sometimes, well a lot of times, my fingers would wander inside of the leg band of her swimming costume or knickers. Her little pussy was usually drenched by the time I got in there.
Then she would beg, “Do it with your finger inside,” which was how she asked me to finger fuck her snatch.
With one orgasm behind her, it was time to play with Dick’s dick. Which I will go into as the story progresses. Along with how, besides my fingers, she grew very fond of my tongue.
I tenderly rolled her onto her back and she knew the drill, so she held her legs to her chest. Then, I licked and slurped up her sweet honey before I circled my tongue around her clitty and mercilessly teased it. It excited me to no end the way she ground herself into my mouth as her eminent release quickly mounted. Instead of burying a finger into her cunny like I usually do, I rubbed my finger into her arse hole until it loosened and when she teetered on the edge, I skewered the little ring of muscle which sent her into the merry realm of La-la Land. That established another tradition and anal finger play was quickly added to our repertoire.
After her recent orgasm, I started to remove my finger from her little bottom and she grabbed my wrist, instructing me, “Do it some more.”
Her steamy little arse tube was so hot it cooked my finger and I thoroughly enjoyed the tight embrace and tenderly worked it around inside. That bum of hers would not remain still and it jumped and twisted for added stimulation. After a few minutes of that, I felt her push out and her sphincter loosen. When I looked, the tiny hole was not so tiny anymore and gaped to over two inches in diameter. I smoothed my fingertip over the ripples and ridges inside her anal canal before I decided to add another digit.
The little ring snapped shut at first, but then she decided she liked the extra finger. Then the muscle eased and she enjoyed a double reaming out of her rectum. I knew the little hole would stretch, but never imagined it would stretch that much. Then, it was instant joy time for her when I lashed her little button. She threw herself back and her legs plummeted down on my shoulders.
When her eyes fluttered open, she exclaimed, “Wowser, that was a fun one.”
“Yeah, and it’s left me with something hard to deal with.”
“Hmmm,” she raised herself up and said, “Let me see.”
Of course, her hands went around me and was soon followed by her mouth. All I could do after that was lean back and let her carry on with a task she was so fond of and so very good at.
The End
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