Page 9 of Their Little Foursome

“Well, what sort of Mommy would permit her Little boy to go hungry?” she asked as she allowed the robe she wore to slide from her shoulders, the silk slipping down her body to reveal her breasts and the gentle roundness of her belly. Like a butterfly shedding its cocoon, she left the silk where it lay.

“A very mean Mommy,” Blake said, arching his eyebrow, his Littleness dropping away in both the tone of his voice and his personae as he reached to cup her cheek in his palm. “So? May I? Be Big?”

“Yes, you?—” .

Blake had already flipped her onto her back and had moved to kneel between her legs before she could utter the final word, “may”.

“My, my, you must be very hungry.” Her purr became a moan when he spread her legs and pushed her heels toward her ass to open her wide for his pleasure.

“Starving!” Blake said a moment before he lowered his mouth and tongued her with one long swipe from ass to clit.

The sounds coming from her now were not those of his Mommy. Instead, they were from those of the woman Blake loved with his whole heart. He felt so very blessed to have her as both and would do everything in his power to make sure she was happy and fulfilled for the rest of her life. He slowly swirled the tip of his tongue around and around her clit, loving the way it swelled and twitched, circling but not yet tasting until she was the one begging him to touch her.

“Here?” Blake grinned as he licked the small bundle of nerves and watched her body tense as she gasped.

“Yes, oh, Blake, yes!”

He drew the bud into his mouth with one deep suckle that had her hips coming up off the mattress. Letting the swollen morsel pop free, Blake looked up between her splayed legs and shook his head. She obediently lowered her bottom but the little glare she gave had him chuckling.

“By that glare, I’m guessing that wasn’t where you wanted to be touched?”

“No–”

Not giving her time to complete her sentence, he slid a finger between the slick, swollen lips of her pussy. “Did you mean here?”

“Yes, but?—”

“Oh, pardon me, you want me to touch your butt?” Pulling his finger free, he ran it across her perineum to press the pad of his thumb against her anus.

“Blake,” she moaned, reaching down to grasp his hair. “Stop talking and touch me everywhere!”

He couldn’t help it. He might be Big right now, but there was still a lot of Little in him. Locking his gaze on hers, loving the lust and need reflected in their hazel depths, he said, “Ask nicely.”

She glowered at him for all of a second until he drove his fingers back into the warmth of her sex. When he curled themto stroke the soft pad of her G-spot, her glower became a look of pure, unadulterated lust.

“Oh… oh, please. Pretty, pretty, pretty please. Make me come, Blake.”

What more could a man, Big or Little, ask for?

Lowering his mouth, Blake licked, sucked, and rolled the bud between his teeth. As he feasted, his fingers busy deep inside her, she began to writhe like a sensuous serpent.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she panted as he added a third finger, driving them deeper and faster.

Finger-fucking her, Blake began to take little nips of her inner thighs, the lips of her vulva before taking the extremely sensitive bud of her clit between his teeth, loving every whimper and shudder she made.

“Just like that, please, oh, please don’t stop.”

Blake felt the walls of her pussy beginning to tighten and knew she was so very close. Looking up, he could see the muscles in her belly quivering. As if she could sense him looking, she opened her eyes and met his. That was when he slid his thumb into her ass at the exact same moment he bit down on her clit. Beverly’s eyes went wide, her pupils dilating as she screamed, her back arching off the bed as Blake witnessed what he must have looked like when he’d shattered. Before the convulsions stopped, he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock, thrusting into her until he was balls deep. When her gaze found his again, he reached for the hands she offered, entwining their fingers as he rocked his hips.

Enjoying the small twitches her pussy made after they’d exploded together, Blake didn’t rush to pull his cock free. He loved being her Little, but also truly savored the times she allowed the Big him this gift. Kissing her once more, he slid free and dropped to lie beside her as he dragged the covers over their nakedness.

She curled herself around him, kissed his shoulder, and whispered, “I love you, Blake.”

“I love you more,” Blake managed before sleep claimed them again.

CHAPTER 4

Gordon

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