“Get on the bed, Barbie.”
She does as I say. Walks up to me in a cat-like manner, then as she passes me, her bare breast touches my skin as she crawls onto the bed. She doesn’t know it, but every ounce of her screams sex. She has sex leaking from every pore of her body.
“Barbie, I want you to get on your hands and knees, spread your legs and bend your back.”
She does as I say without thought, her legs are spread, and her back is bent, as she gets on her hands and knees. Walking up behind her, I touch her with my hand, and she stills with my touch. “I knew the moment I saw you, I’d love this ass.” My hand rubs a circle on her ass then I lightly tap it. She makes a sound with her mouth then shuts up straight away. “You’re obedient, I like it.” My hand slides between her legs, touching her right there.
“Ryken…” she says my name but doesn’t ask a question.
“You like it.”
She nods her head eagerly. “Are you scared, Barbie?” I insert a finger, and her back arches further. One finger touches her clit, rubbing, as the other thrusts in and out of her tight cunt.
“Be gentle, Ryken.”
“It’s going to hurt, Barbie, but I’ll be as gentle as possible.”
She nods her head then straightens her back. Pulling my finger out, I drop my head, my mouth is near her pussy. Pushing my tongue out I lick her once, and she moans, so I do it again, making her drop her pussy further back into my face. Now all I can breathe and see is her.
Gripping her hips with my hands, I flip her over, so she lands on her back. She giggles until I’m on top of her, my head going back between her legs. Saskia’s moans grow louder, her hips move with more force as she thrusts to meet my tongue.
Who knew that behind her quiet exterior there was a girl waiting to be let out of her confinement.
“Ryken…” she says my name as I insert a finger. She squeezes it and comes, tightening around my finger, but I don’t stop until she goes completely still. Sitting up, I slide on a condom, looking down at her.
“Be gentle,” she reiterates.
Nodding my head, I lean down, kissing her stomach. She moves her hands and threads them through my hair then pulls me up. My body slides along hers, and as my face reaches her, she starts to kiss me. Then I kiss her back, taking control, my hand sliding through her long blonde hair, her small little body lifts as my hand slides around her waist picking her up, so our bodies are flush together.
“Gentle,” I whisper, dropping her waist and reaching between us to spread her legs as I make my way between them. “Relax, Barbie.”
She does as I say, and closes her eyes as my cock touches her. Leaning forward, I kiss her chin, tiny kisses along it until I reach her ear, then I bite on it making her open her eyes. She smiles then turns her head to kiss me, and as she does, I slide further in, making her yelp as I feel her warmth wrapped around me.
“Move, Ryken.”
I do as she says, our lips inches apart. She breathes in my air and I breathe in hers. Moving ever so slightly, I watch her as she bites her lip while her hands grip the bed sheets.
“If you don’t move I’m going to punch you.”
I do as she says, moving more and more. Getting almost lost in her.
Saskia’s hands end up moving to my back. She grips onto me, her head lifting and ducking into the corner of my neck as she bites down on it.
I take what I bought.
With each thrust and don’t hold back.
Even when I know I should.
But she gave me permission to move.
She told me, so it’s almost impossible to stop once I start. Reaching between us, I touch her clit, she bucks on me so I keep on doing it. I want her to have as much pleasure as possible. I want her to know not all of this is going to be bad, not all of it is awful.
I come. Pulling out of her and lying down beside her, we both don’t speak for a good few minutes. When I turn to look at her she’s already watching me.
“Does it get better? Does it end up feeling like it did when you did that thing with your mouth?”
I laugh at her candid words. “It does. Oh, fuck does it.”
She giggles. “How was it for you? Did it hurt?”
Shaking my head, I sit up and lean over her, touching her lips with my finger tracing the perfection of them. “Nothing will compare to you.”