The Last Night With The Love of My Life - Sex Stories

The Last Night With The Love of My Life

... could only fit one finger in her at the beginning of the week, but by the end of the week I had stretched her out enough for two, or three. Unlike most times, she didn’t orgasm fast or right away. She was, however, moaning and squirming in a lot of pleasure. This meant that she was going to come very hard, and it would be very creamy. After several minutes of licking her tiny clit, sucking her labia, and pleasuring her with my fingers at different depths and speeds, she arched her back and let out a very long, breathless moan, coming all over my fingers. Pulling my fingers out and licking off all the come, I went to kiss her. She tried to stop me, tried to grab her paddle, but she was so satisfied and breathless from her orgasm, she couldn’t resist. I kissed her, long and hard. Her tiny and cute little tongue found mine, and being quickly licking all her sweet come off my tongue. It was a long kiss. One that would leave us both out of breath. When the kiss broke, before she could even gasp for air, she breathlessly moaned “Oh, Daddy”. That was that. She was my little. She was my submissive. After we caught our breath I stayed by her side, and looking into her eyes, started playing with her little pussy with my fingers. This was something I started just this week. She would stare into my eyes as I fingered her. And she would not close her eyes. I begin to finger her hard. And she would tilt her head back, and almost close her eyes as she moaned in ecstasy. Every time she ...

... would almost close her eyes, I would say “eyes” and they would open again. Like all littles, they made cute and sneaky tricks to avoid following the rules. Her trick was to kiss me. If she kissed me, she would be able to close her eyes, I allowed it because it was sneaky and cute, but never let her kiss me long. If she started moaning into my mouth, I broke the kiss. She always came looking at me. And she did this time too. She let out a shallow and satisfied moan, staring into my eyes as I felt every muscle in to pussy tighten around my fingers. At this point, I was rock hard. I knew it was a bad Idea. And I don’t know why I wanted it. I believe I desired the passion. This was the most loving and passionate sex we had had all week. But it still felt like something was missing. Maybe the trust. I wanted her, I wanted to be inside her. I wanted that deep and meaningful connection one last time, and it was a terrible Idea, but I wanted it without a condom. I thought that whatever may be missing, might be found that way. Gently I began to kiss her neck, cheeks, and jaw, as her hand found her way to my hard cock and began stroking it gently. I began to kiss her ears (This drove her crazy, she loved it) and let my tongue play with the new earrings I got her. She began moaning softly again, and I whispered into her ear seductively (she loved this too, her ears were very sensitive) that she want to feel my come on her labia as much as I did. She wanted it too. In her eyes she did, but ...