“Thirty-three,” he says before slamming his lips down on mine. His thirty-three to my eighteen is nothing. This delicious kiss is heating my body quickly. My pussy floods and I can’t contain the moan that escapes from deep within me. Should I be concerned that he’s the same age as my mom?
“Alberto,” I say quietly.
“Autumn,” he says solemnly. We are still standing outside when snowflakes start falling all around us. This is literally the most perfect romantic moment I can think of and it’s happening to me. I can’t believe my luck. Just this morning, I was dreading getting out bed, but now as I stand on my tiptoes to reach his full sinful lips, I realize that this is where I am meant to be. When my lips connect with his, he groans and grabs huge handfuls of my ass. He hauls me up against him, my legs going around his waist. After several minutes of our tongues warring for dominance, I shiver, not from the cold, but from anticipation. He pulls back, letting me slide down his front.
“Come. Let’s go to bed.”
“Okay,” I say excitedly.
“For sleep. You must be exhausted.”
I’m now making it my mission to change his mind. Taking my hand once again, he leads me up the stairs and into his house. There are several large men standing about, but no one comes over to us. We continue further into the house and up the grand staircase. At the very end of the hallway, he opens large double doors. There is a large living room suite with a huge TV mounted on the wall. He ushers me inside, closing and locking the door behind us.
“How about a nice hot bath?”
“That sounds amazing.” A bath was not possible in the apartment, so when I see the giant sunken tub with jets in his bathroom, I squeal like a little girl. He’s already filling it up for me, so I waste no time in shedding the coats I’m wearing. I also kick off the hideous gold sandals that I have on. In my excitement, I forget to be shy and shimmy out of my shorts and toss the top away. With no panties on or a bra, I am completely bare. When he turns and holds out his hand to me, he sucks in a breath.
“Are you for real, Lolita?”
“What?” I ask, suddenly unsure of myself.
“You look like a Goddess. All that smooth, tan skin. You’re fucking beautiful. I was gonna be a gentleman, but I don’t know if that’s possible now.”
“I don’t want a gentleman. I want you to make love to me. Now. No waiting,” I say, getting into the tub and tossing a leg over each edge, showing him my pussy.
“Lolita, baby,” he says, ripping his trousers down his legs taking his boxers with him. His huge, hard cock has my slightly open mouth watering and my pussy juicing. He tosses his shirt into the haphazard pile we’ve made. He climbs into the tub in front of me, when I go to drop my legs into the water, he grips both of my ankles, keeping me in place.
“Leave them,” he growls. “Touch your cunt.” I hesitate. “Show me how you please that pretty pink pussy.”
I shake my head. “I can’t,” I whimper.
“Why not?”
“I’ve never done that before,” I admit.
He closes his eyes and takes several breaths.
“I’ll teach you how to come. You’ll do exactly what I tell you too. Won’t you?”
“Yes, I will,” I say breathlessly.
“Part those puffy lips, Lolita.” I do as he asks.
“Like this?” I ask.
“Just like that. Rub your clit lightly with your index and middle fingers. Learn what pressure you like and use it.” I keep my eyes on his as I rub myself. It feels good, causing me to moan, but I want his hands on me. I watch as he strokes his rigid, red looking cock slowly.
“Put one finger inside your little opening.” I don’t want that, so I shake my head.
“No? Why?”
“I want you to be the one and only thing inside me,” I say without thinking.
He growls. “Come here, Lolita.” My weak legs splash into the still hot water. I scramble toward him and straddle his lap. “Sit down on my cock. I’m going to breed your innocent little pussy. Your cherry is mine.”
I moan and slam my pussy down on his cock.
“Hellfire, shit, fuck,” I say, wincing in pain.
“Ah fuck, Lolita. I should have said slowly, but you’re doing amazing. Your pussy is strangling my cock.” Though it still hurts a little, I begin to move. Water is going everywhere, but I don’t care. He slams up into me on my every downward thrust.
I’m mindless in my pleasure.
Chapter Four
Alberto
Dio, her cunt is tight and the perfect fit for my cock. One hit and I’m addicted. Her tiny body is easy to maneuver so I stand, water sliding down our bodies. I’m still balls deep inside of her. She is trying to fuck herself with my cock, but from this angle, it’s difficult for her to manage. I need more leverage, I set her down, my cock falling from her. I grab a towel and dry her body and mine.