The big man spurted a little at my words, my hand coated with his pre-cum.
“Baby, you have no idea what you’re saying,” he ground out, torn, his voice raspy with need. “You’ve never had a man before, it’s gonna fucking hurt if you don’t get stretched out first.”
But I wanted him so bad that my pussy was already pulsing, the pink folds swollen and puffy with need, so I did my best to entice him.
“I can take it, I can do it Daddy,” I whispered, jacking him smoothly with my fist, his pre-cum so copious that the ride was glossy, my digits already covered in male goo. “I’m young, my pussy will stretch.”
But that only made Kane groan even harder, holding rock still, dark streaks slashed across his cheeks as his cock surged and pulsed in my hand.
“That’s the thing baby, you have no idea what you’re talking about,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “You’ve never had a man before, it’ll fucking hurt if you don’t get stretched first.”
And I had had it then. He kept talking about stretching me, but it was all talk. Hadn’t his mouth already been up there? Hadn’t his tongue already swept against my hymen, licking that precious secret? I couldn’t wait anymore, and decided to take matters into my own hands.
So rolling out of his grasp, I lay back on the bed and slowly parted my thighs.
“Daddy, I promise you I’m can do it,” I breathed. “I’m young. Because look, look how stretchy I am.”
And with that, I parted my thighs, showing my pink insides. And with the big man’s gaze riveted on my pussy, slowly, I pulled the lips apart, my glistening inner channel coming into view, hole winking and pulsing, clit standing straight up, begging to be sucked. But this wasn’t the last act, not even close. I needed to prove my elasticity, so while holding myself open, I grabbed one of his hands in my own and brought it to my snatch, trailing one big finger over my clit before pushing it into myself.
“Unnh!” I moaned, head dropping on the coverlet as Kane’s finger entered me deliciously, stroking my insides, my hot pulsing walls. “Unnnh!”
And the big man crouched between my legs, his finger deep in my puss.
“Baby loves it, don’t you?” he growled, gaze hot, never leaving my sweet folds, the heat emanating between my thighs. “Fuck you’re beautiful.”
I merely wriggled my hips, humping myself up and down to get him in deeper.
“Unnh, Daddy!” I cried out, moaning, eyes closed. “Push it in, oh yeah, stretch me out!”
Kane chuckled hoarsely, more a rasp than laugh, and slowly began a deep rub, scissoring his fingers, running his digits in circles to give my pussy the ride of its life.
“That’s it baby girl, that’s it,” he rumbled as I squealed and writhed beneath him, my cunt leaking fluids now, coating him with my desire. “That’s it, let it all go.”
And just when I thought I’d burst, he pulled out his fingers with a sweet squelch and licked then, tasting the juicy tang of my twat.
“Fuck,” he ground out. “Oh fuck you’re ready, yeah, there’s so much goo.” And with that, I was flipped over onto my hands and knees, breathless, boobies flying, my cunt right at his pole. Oh yeah, that was his dicktip tickling my pussy and feeling the hot rod so close and yet so far drove me wild.
“Please!” I mewled desperately, pushing my hips back, wriggling against the hot man meat. “Please, put it in!”
But Kane resisted. Big hands circled my waist before dropping down to squeeze my ass cheeks, one finger testing my pussy, making me scream and squeal with delight, even more desperate now.
“That’s it baby,” he ground out, that huge frame poised and hard behind me. “That’s the way to go, because I want my baby to fuck herself onto my dick.”
There it was again. What the hell was he talking about? Confused, I twisted my head to look at him over my shoulder.
“But how Daddy?” I whispered. “How?”
Kane shot me an electric look.
“This is how,” he ground out, holding me still and positioning his cock so that just the tip was at my hole. “Feel that honey? Feel how I’m right there but not in yet? Now push back baby, push back and show me how much you want it.”
Oh god, oh god, my wriggling and desperate little jiggles were right on the money. He liked feeling hungry pussy and he wanted to drive me over the edge, he wanted me to show him just how much I wanted it. Wasn’t the begging and pleading enough? Weren’t my jiggling tits, the river running between my legs proof? But oh god, the alpha has a dirty mind and was intent on getting a show. And biting my lip, I gave it to him, I was so desperate.