Pout - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Pout - Part 1

... counter as I bend slightly. I close my eyes, breathing more rapidly than I was a few seconds ago. I can't find the strength to protest as Javi's crotch stops teasing against the cloth of my sundress and he finally presses into my ass. I take a moment in my mind, attempting to determine at what point I let my guard down. It all happened so fast. In some far-off corner of my psyche the anger still dwells, bur right now I can't seem to prioritize it. Although I've decided to succumb to Javi's actions, I'm still not forgiving enough to make any moves of my own quite yet. Instead, I simply stand with my hands planted on the counter, watching him very closely in the mirror as he works his magic behind me. I can feel a stiffness beginning to grow more and more obvious in Javi's pants as he breathes hard into my ear. He kisses the lobe, and then moves down to my neck, sucking my skin hungrily. His mouth pulls away for a moment as he moves against my ass in desperation. I can see the bright red hickey he has left on my neck, wet with his saliva. It's taken every ounce of my will power not to arch my back even more than I already have and start grinding my ass against his growing cock. Still, I leave Javi to do all the work, although I know it's inevitable that soon I'm going to fully give in, and start participating with him. Javi shifts my brown hair to the side and continues sucking on my neck, leaving a trail of glistening wet hickeys as he goes. I silently pray that he won't ...

... call himself by that name that has always unstitched me, driven me crazy, and succeeded in taking complete control of me. But obviously, as soon as this fervent prayer enters my brain, Javi opens his mouth and I know he's about to say it. "Is Daddy's little girl still pouting?" he croons, and an involuntary moan escapes my throat. "Daddy" is a term I shyly introduced to him one day, and he has taken advantage of it ever since to make me cave in. As my final shred of will power melts away, I fiercely begin grinding my hips in rhythm with Javi's. Both his breathing and mine are now coming out in heavy, wild exhalations. I bend fully over the sink and arch my back as much as I can. Javi lifts my dress up and bunches it at the base of my lower back, holding it there firmly. "Oh, Daddy!" I cry out as he moves my tiny, lacy g-string to the side and presses his stiff crotch deep in between my ass cheeks. "Spread that perfect fat ass for me," he breathes, and I hastily comply, holding my cheeks apart as he takes a step back to look at me. "Oh, baby girl. Let me see you arch that back even more." Although I've arched my back as much as I can, I still bend a slight fraction more, dipping my head all the way down into the sink. "Your pussy looks so delicious right now, baby. I can tell how bad you want Daddy's cock by how soaking wet you are." I notice the feeling of hot desperation between my legs, beginning to drip down my thighs. The extremity of my wetness is once more confirmed when ...