Dirty Seduction

Her cheeks were blooming along with her smile, but she was a good girl, keeping her hands up high.

“I don’t know.”

“Say it,” I told her. “Tell me you want me to play with your cunt.”

I glanced at her exposed pussy lips peeking through a dusting of light brown hair.

She looked so embarrassed. It made my dick throb even more.

“Go on,” I said. “Tell me what you need.”

“Play with me…”

“Say it.”

“I don’t know, I just…”

“Say it,” I said again, and she knew I was serious.

“Play with my cunt, please.”

I could have exploded on the spot to hear those words from her lips, and she saw the effect it had on me. She smiled again. Cute.

“Play with my cunt, Julian. That’s what I want.”

“Want or need?” I teased, and she giggled, closing her eyes.

“Need. I need it. I’ve been needing it for weeks, ever since I first knocked at your door.”

I loved her honesty.

“The same goes in return,” I told her. “Only I’ve been wanting it longer. I’ve wanted it since I first saw you bouncing off to college on the day I moved in.”

Her eyes locked onto mine.

“Really?”

“Yes. The God’s truth. I’ve been avoiding you ever since that day. I avoided you until you came calling.”

She looked at me like it was an honor, not like I was a filthy pervert who shouldn’t be thinking of her like that. Who shouldn’t have his cock in his hand at night picturing her sprawled naked, doing whatever I asked.

Rosie’s confidence was growing. She scooted up on the sofa cushions, legs still up high.

“Play with my cunt, please,” she said, her words stronger. “Please, Julian. I need it. I need you inside me.”

“Oh, no, no, no,” I said. “You’re not going to have anything in that untainted little pussy until it’s time.”

“When will it be time?”

She seemed so desperate to have her virginity taken that it was a shame. She was still so young. It would be a travesty to rush it.

“Trust me,” I told her. “I’ll decide when you’re ready. I’ll know.”

Whether or not it would be me who took her virginity was a decision I wasn’t fit to be making.

The girl responded to my dominance with a cute little nod. There was no bratty, fake arguing, pouting, or anything other than unblemished innocence as she gave way to my experience over her own.

Trust.

It was there, shining. Beautiful. The absolute contrast to everything I’d left behind me.

But first, before going any further, some things needed saying. I took hold of her thighs in a strong grip, raising myself higher on my knees until I was face to-face with her.

“I’m going to show you how you deserve to be played with, Rosie. I’m going to show you how good it can feel when someone puts your needs at the height of their passion.”

Another nod. So sweet. “Thank you.”

“Thank you is something you say far too easily,” I told her. “You say thank you, even when you’re the one doing the giving. I should be the one saying thank you here, not you. And I will do that. I don’t think you’ve ever felt truly valued before. I don’t think you know how it feels to be worshipped for everything that you are.”

That took her breath, the shyness back. I’d touched a delicate nerve.

“Let me show you how it feels to be adored,” I said, and even below the tingles of lust prickling her skin there was a tenderness of heart. She looked like she could cry in disbelief. No doubt her head was running riot through the emotions.

She had to take a deep breath before she spoke. She was like a pure angel of spirit as she kept her hands over her head.

“Are you going to do other things to me, too? Dirty things?”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

“We’ll see. Don’t set off on a run and miss the glory of the walk.”

She stayed in position, gorgeous eyes fixed on me as I got to my feet. I held out a hand for her and she took it. I pulled her up from the sofa and she stood before me, naked and divine as she pushed her glasses up her nose. I’d never get bored of her doing that.

“Let’s get you more comfortable,” I said and gestured her through to the bedroom.

She didn’t protest, taking dainty steps as I followed, far enough behind to savor the sight of her perfect little ass. She truly was a goddess. She shot me one glance over her shoulder when she reached the doorway, awaiting my instruction.

“On the bed,” I said, and she took the position, settling herself down on her back.

Her hands went above her head to take hold of the headboard. A fast learner.

If only she knew how I’d slipped under the covers when she’d left for work that morning, breathing in the glorious scent of her as I worked my cock.

She didn’t protest when I started at her ankles again this time. She enjoyed it for what it was, with smiles and giggles as I played with her fresh, virgin flesh. Her toes were dainty and cute like the rest of her. Her ankles were tiny, and her thighs tightened beautifully when I teased them. I didn’t play with her cunt, merely giving one tease of a kiss below beherbuttonubeforeefore working my way up further, crushing her sweet little tits in my hands before sucking her nipples one by one. My mouth on her neck had her panting. Her lips were ready for mine when I laid down on top of her and kissed her all over again.

I could have taken my cock from my pants and slammed my way inside her like a selfish deviant, but I didn’t. I gave the angel what she deserved. I kiss ass if I meant it both a greeting and a tragic farewell in the making, because lust and innocence like this forever I wasn’t going to be the love of her life, just a filthy admirer along the way. I’d be a man who’d show her what it meant to be adored before I said goodbye.

And said goodbye to the world along with her.

I kissed her for a long, long time before she wrapped her legs around my waist. She pulled me close, pussy grinding against my hard-on, but I didn’t quicken up. We’d barely even started.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The little angel showed the very first hint of girlish brattiness when I pulled away from the kiss to catch my breath. She stared up at me as she wrapped her legs tighter around my waist. Her words were like temptation personified when she spoke them aloud. Her tone was low, heightened by an electric streak of confidence.

“Play with my cunt, Julian,” she said. “I really can’t take any more.”