Page 7 of His Love

“I am. I have been since I saw your pretty little tits and sweet pussy in the bathroom.”

“Oh,” she whispered.

I chuckled. “I meant it when I said you were beautiful. I don’t lie.”

She nodded. Her pupils were dilated and she was so wiggly.

Waiting as she thought about my offer was torture. “Please,” she finally answered.

“Please what, baby?”

“Please help me come.”

My dick twitched against the fabric of my boxers at the idea of watching her reach her sweet release.

“How do you want me to help you? With my fingers or with my mouth?” I asked as I slid my hand up her leg and softly traced her labia.

Her back arched against the restraints at my touch. “B-both?”

“Alright, baby. You let me know if your ankle starts to hurt–you let me know if anything hurts.”

“Yes, Uncle Axel.” she answered as she reached up and rolled her own nipple with her tiny fingers.

The sight was so arousing that I had to squeeze my own cock.

I dipped my fingers in between her folds and slowly traced a path to her clit. It was so hard and swollen under my finger. Swirling my finger around it a few times made her head fall back and her eyes close. I added another finger and continued to make small circles around the small little bundle of nerves. Her honey dripped and I used my free hand to gather some of it before teasing her entrance.

“Can I put my fingers inside you, baby?”

“Mhhhhmm, please,” she hummed. “Two, h-hard, please?”

“Good girl for telling me what you need. I’m so proud of you,” I praised as I slid two fingers inside of her roughly.

“Oh!” she cried out as I worked my thick digits in and out of her tight channel. I soaked in the sight of her naked on the table, legs held open by thick straps, and her pussy swallowing my fingers.

Fuck, I was in trouble.

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Paisley

I was so aroused. I could hear the evidence of my arousal each time Axel thrust into me. I was already so close. My legs tingled and my tits felt heavy. I didn’t know I would be so excited by being restrained. I’d been sexually active since a young teen, thanks to my desire to belong, but I’d never experimented with bondage… or anything, really.

Axel pulled his fingers from inside me and I cried out.

“Put them back,” I begged.

He chuckled softly and I felt his warm breath fan across my bare skin. That was all the warning I had before his mouth settled over me. He licked a line from my ass up to my clit and I gasped. Oh my. He flattened his tongue as he ran it over my bundle of nerves and I thought I might die at how good it felt.

“Axel,” I moaned.

He brought his fingers back to my channel and slid them inside. I was tighter this time and I knew he’d worked three into my core. My toes curled and the muscles in my thighs jumped. The ball of arousal that was sitting low in my belly grew and grew until I couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth fell open and I tossed my head back as the orgasm slammed into me with the force of a linebacker. I couldn’t do anything but let the pleasure consume me.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful, Paisely. Let me have it all, baby. Give me every ounce of your pleasure,” he commanded against my pussy as he continued pumping into me.

“Augh,” I cried out. My body–finally spent–fell slack against the table.

“Oh, thank you, baby. That was fucking beautiful,” he praised as he leaned his weight between my legs and kissed me on the mouth. I tasted myself on his lips and it surprised me. It was sweetly intimate, not gross like I’d always pictured when I read someone doing it in my Daddy books.

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