Read The Adventures of Sir and Babygirl Online
Authors: Kayla Lords
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SMACK!
Babygirl shrieked as Sir's hand landed on her
pussy. SMACK! SMACK! Two more times, his hand landed sharply
against her swollen labia. Whimpering and mewling, she began to
lift her hips. As suddenly as the onslaught began, it was over.
Sir's hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed, his fingers painfully
pinching her nipples. Babygirl's head fell back against his
shoulder, her eyes closed. She began to gasp and cry out
softly.
One hand slowly stroked Babygirl's stomach
and down to her mound. She felt Sir's fingers begin to probe her
pussy, finding her soaked.
"I see you're ready for me, girl."
"Always, Sir. I'm always ready for you.
Please, Sir...please?"
Babygirl wasn't quite sure what she was
asking for, but she wanted whatever Sir was willing to give her.
She felt his finger begin to stroke her clitoris, circling slowly
in one direction. She began to whimper softly. His free hand
drifted up to her throat, settling lightly around her neck,
claiming her. She sighed, melting against him.
Quickly, she focused on Sir's finger. First,
he circled one way, then another, always lightly, barely pressing.
As her cries became a little more desperate, he stopped, firmly
pressing into her swollen nub. She bucked her hips, trying to force
more contact between his hand and her pussy. Undeterred, Sir
continued circling Babygirl's clitoris with just enough pressure
that her flesh began to swell but not enough to bring her to
orgasm.
With infinite patience, Sir tortured
Babygirl's clit for several minutes, savoring each of her cries and
whimpers. Her pussy was hot to his touch, juices slowly dripping
out of her, down to her ass and the bed beneath. Still, he never
changed the pace of his movements. The tip of his finger circled in
one direction, then the other, then pressed, then circled again,
over and over again.
Finally, Babygirl's engorged, tortured clit
could take no more. She began to beg, crying and pleading.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, please, Sir, please, please can
your slut cum? Mmmmmm, please, please...pleeeeeeeeease, Sir?"
Thrashing beneath his touch, Babygirl sobbed
with pure need. Sir was torturing her with pleasure. She didn't
think she could take another second.
"Not yet, girl, not yet. You will learn to
cum when I am ready for you to cum. Had you completed your task on
schedule, this would be over. You chose to disregard my orders, so
you will learn what it means to be truly needy for the orgasm I
choose to give you."
Babygirl screeched and begged. "Oh God, oh
God! Pleeeeeeeeeease, Sir, please, I'll be your good girl, please
oh God, ohgodohgodohgod, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease, Sir??"
Babygirl writhed in Sir's arms, terrified to
orgasm without permission yet, desperate for release. His finger
maintained the steady pace against her flesh. Her body was covered
in a thin sheen of sweat, her hair plastered to her forehead. Her
eyes rolled back in her head. Her world centered on her clit and
the need to cum.
Sir applied pressure to her clit and lightly
squeezed her throat as he snarled in her ear, "Cum for me, you
needy little slut. Cum for me NOW!"
At his words, Babygirl’s pussy spasmed and
convulsed. Fluids gushed from her body, soaking Sir's hand and the
bed beneath them. Babygirl screamed her release, her back arching
away from him with the force of her orgasm. Aftershocks wracked her
body for a minute more. Gasping and panting, she trembled in his
arms.
"Th...thank you, Sir...mmmm, thank you."
"You're welcome, Babygirl. Now...clean up the
mess you made."
Sir brought his hand to Babygirl's lips. She
quickly sucked his fingers into her mouth, licking her juices off
his hand, purring with pleasure at the taste of her own sex.
"You are such a good girl." His eyes closed
in pleasure, enjoying the feeling of Babygirl’s warm tongue wrapped
around his fingers. He imagined her mouth wrapped around another
part of his body.
When Sir's hand was clean, Babygirl turned in
his arms, pressing her face into his neck, nuzzling against him. He
wrapped his arms around her even tighter, closing his eyes and
savoring the moment with his Babygirl.
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