Page 140 of Naughty Nelle

I didn’t have time to process his words. In one swift move, he scooped me up in his bronzed, brawny arms, set me down on the couch, and lifted up my dress, exposing my crotch. Smiling, he was obviously pleased I wasn’t wearing panties. He caressed my cluster of silky curls, his fingertips brushing along my hypersensitive clit.

“Princess, I love that you’re so ready for your new toy and you’re even so wet.”

Wet? That was an understatement. My pussy was swimming in my juices.

Wide-eyed, turned-on, and nervous as shit, I watched as he removed Sparky from the box and handed it to me. I studied it. It did resemble a sparkling toy wand—in fact, one that Ike’s Tikes manufactured that was very popular with little girls.

“Saarah, I want to watch you play with yourself,” he said, his voice deep and sexy.

I was having a mini-panic attack. If I understood correctly, he wanted me to put this big girl magic wand to my pussy. I bit down on my bottom lip as he dug his other hand into a jeans pocket.

“This will make it more fun for you.”

My pulse in my ears, I watched as he pulled out a small plastic package that was marked “Lubricating Gel.” He tore it open with his teeth and squirted the contents on the head of Sparky. He then flicked the “on” button, and it began to buzz. As I began to buzz with anticipation, his velvet voice rose above the loud hum.

“Now, let’s get you set up.”

On my next breath, he straddled my left leg over the arm of the couch and then bent the right one on the cushion. He guided my hand to my very exposed, very wet, quivering pussy, and I let out a little yelp as he helped me apply the surprisingly warm vibrator to my clit. Applying firm pressure, he moved the tip around it in small circles. I moaned. Oh my God! It was what his fingers could do to my magic button, multiplied many, many times.

“Okay, princess, it’s playtime for you.”

He let go of the vibrator allowing me to take over. I played with the toy, gliding it up and down my slick folds and then, after I was done exploring, placed it back on my clit. I could feel my temperature rising as my raging pussy fluttered with the intense pleasure I was giving myself. Strange erotic sounds escaped from my throat.

Ari loomed over me, his arms folded across his taut chest and his eyes trained on my pussy. A diabolical smile played on his lips, and as my eyes traveled down his body, they almost jumped out of their sockets. A huge bulge was threatening to burst through his fly. Holy shit! I was turning him on as I turned myself on.

Within minutes, the ultra-intense pressure, beyond anything I’d ever felt down there before, became unbearable. Flinging back my head, I squeezed my eyes shut and whimpered. I wanted to stop but forced myself to continue. I was buzzing my way to ecstasy.

“Saarah, are you having fun?”

I was in no state to respond. I was peaking. Combusting with orgasmic pleasure. Shrieking with euphoric relief.

“Princess, now it’s my turn to play with you.”

Oh no, don’t take away my toy! I’ve been a good girl!

I was in no condition to fight him as he pried away the vibrator and rolled me over. Still stunned by my out of this world orgasm, I was now on my tummy, my pelvic bones and elbows propping me up. In one smooth move, he spread my legs and bent them upward so that the soles of my feet faced the ceiling.

Sparky descended on my clit once again, and my back arched sharply as if I were doing an upward dog yoga pose. My neck was so taut I thought it would snap. My muscles clenched as I built toward another earth-shattering climax. Oh God! How much more stimulation could my clit take?

“Come for me, baby,” I heard my playmate breathe out.

I was so close I could almost taste it. The throbbing was insufferable until finally my bubble burst again with such orgasmic force I shuddered. As I cried out my climax, I felt the weight of his body on mine. His knees, straddled, pressed into my hips and his palms pressed over the backs of my hands. I couldn’t move as he nuzzled my neck.

“Playtime isn’t over yet, my sweet toy.”

Removing the vibrator, he powered his magic wand inside me. Oh my God! He was so hard! So hot! So deep!

“Oh, Saarah,” he rasped as he drove his thick length in and out of me with velocity and ferocity. “It’s so much fun to play with you.”

As my clit continued to pulse, his forceful fullness awoke every fiber of my being. Each time he sank his cock back into me, I flexed my hips to meet his thrust, deepening the pleasure not only for me but also for him. Ari groaned loudly as I shrieked at the top of my lungs. I buried my face into the couch to muffle my sounds, fearful that if Mrs. Blumberg heard them she would think I was in danger and call 911. Which maybe wasn’t a bad idea because I honestly thought I was going to die from his ruthless assault.

“Now, baby!” he ordered as he rammed his length once more into my magic spot.

Accompanied by a long, loud grunt, his cock convulsed, spurting hotly into the depth of my core. As his spasms rocked my quivering walls, wave after wave of ecstasy swept through me with reckless abandon. They kept coming and coming. My whole body shook under the weight of his torso. I could hear myself moan as he collapsed on top of me.

Hoarsely, he whispered into my ear, “Oh, my princess.”

His head crashed onto my back as his body, a dead weight, lay splayed atop mine. Slowly, he pulled out of me and then mustered the strength to stand up. Wasted, I forced myself to roll over and sit up. I drank in his face. He looked totally spent yet so breathtakingly sexy—his eyes, heavy and hooded…his hair, a wild tousled mess…and his mouth, a parted, kissable vestibule for taking in air. He met my gaze and we said it in unison: “Holy fuck.”

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