Page 83 of Totally Shipped
Stupid penis. This is about Daisy, not me.
“Rex,” she whispers.
“Is this OK?”
She nods, so I kiss her again, skimming my hands over her face, then down her neck and over her delectable left boob. Once again, my cock twitches and I tell it to fuck off.
“I’m going to touch you over your shorts,” I tell her, letting my hand travel downward, eliciting another moan from my girl.
Down, boy. It’s Daisy time.
My finger traces circles over then worn cotton fabric. I keep doing that until Daisy squirms. “More,” she whispers.
Still over the fabric, I move my fingers further down between her legs as she lets them fall fully open. A dampness appears through the fabric, making my mouth water. “I’m going to take off your shorts now.”
Poor Daisy has been underwearless for months.
Getting to my knees I pull the shorts off, tracing kisses along her belly as I do so. I feel her stomach muscles tightly knotted, but I feel them relax under my mouth. My head dipped low, I can smell her arousal.
“Do you like this?” I ask.
“Yes.”
I kiss the top of her mound. “And this?”
“Yesss,” she hisses.
I’m holding myself back, a tight rein on my urge to just pounce on the prettiest pussy of all time.
“Oh, Rex,” she sighs, drowsily.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her.
“I’m skinny and stretch-marked.”
“No, you’re perfect.”
I kiss her belly again, my hand heading further downwards, circling the pubic hair then sliding down to find the clitoris, stroking it with the utmost delicacy. Within a minute her body tenses, then she lets out a sigh.
There is nothing earth-shattering about her orgasm; it’s not one to go in the history books of life-changing orgasms. But when she looks up at me, big eyes full of tears, I know I’ll remember this moment forever.
“That was so lovely,” she smiles, and I feel incredibly pleased with myself.
“The loveliest,” I tell her, kissing her temple and smoothing back her hair. “Think you can sleep?” I ask.
But Daisy’s eyes are already closed, and by the heaviness on my arm, I know she’s already there.
MAY (be?)
REX
“What’s going on with Key?” Gray asks me.
“I don’t know,” I tell him. “I’ve never seen her like this before.”
“I’m worried.”
Key is so listless, she’s lost all her bounce. Just wants to sleep all day and only eats if we encourage her. It’s her birthday coming soon, probably. She’s not even showing any enthusiasm for that.
