She nods quickly. No words from my nervous girl. I continue pulling my shorts down. My dick is as hard as a rock now, which is not surprising since so much of this morning’s focus has been on him. It’s not possible for me not to get hard when Stella is around anyway. When I get past my junk and my dick pops straight up, she gasps. That’s not going to help me get this thing to go down.
“Wow!” she says with awe in her voice.
That’s not going to help either. I chuckle because this whole thing is surreal. First, I can’t believe she wanted to do this, and second, I can’t believe I’m letting her analyze my dick like she’s my doctor.
She whispers, “Oh my gosh, there it is! I don’t have anything to compare it to, but I have a feeling yours is especially big. Is it?”
“Oh yeah! He’s huge.”
“It’s not as hideous as I imagined it to be. And see, it’s moving!” she says excitedly.
“Yeah, it twitches. He can’t help it when your face is inches from my co––manhood.”
I swear, if she had a pen, she’d be taking notes. It feels very clinical right now. That is until she asks, “Can I touch it?”
Oh shit! I’m not going to be able to take this if she’s just going to poke and prod. It’s going to take all of my restraint right now. “Uh, sure, Pixie, you can touch it,” I say reluctantly.
She reaches over and runs a finger over the head. I hiss. Damn, that feels good.
“Oh, am I hurting you?”
“No, definitely not. You’re definitely not hurting me,” I say, holding my breath. What is she going to do next?
She continues to touch me, gently running her finger over the head and straight down the vein that runs to the base. Oh, God, this is killing me. “I’m not going to be able to handle much more. It’s getting too hard to hold back.”
“Tell me what to do, Alex. I want to make you feel good.”
“You don’t need to do anything, Stella.”
“But Iwantto,” she pleads.
I’m going to let her because it’s that or I have to go jump in the shower to finish this. I take her hand in mine and show her how to grasp my cock, explaining that if she holds firmly, she won’t hurt me. I guide her up and down my shaft. Oh, God, it feels amazing. Her tiny hand on my big cock is a sight to behold. Her mouth would be even better, but she’s not ready for that, not by a long shot. She is a fast learner, though, thank God.
She asks me if she should move fast or slow. I can barelyspeak, but I tell her either is good. I’m panting like I’ve just run a marathon. Damn, she’s good at this.
“What is that?” she asks as precum spreads out of the tip.
“Precum. I’m… I’m excited.” Hard. To. Talk.
“Oh. I could already tell you were excited.” She smirks, getting cocky.
“Grip it a little harder, Stella. You won’t hurt me.”
She grips harder, and then my brain explodes because she’s leaning closer and closer to me. She sticks out her pretty little tongue and licks the tip.
“Oh fuck, Stella!” I shout. I think I startle her, but I can’t help it. That sight will be burnt into my brain for all eternity.
“What? Did I do something wrong?” She looks terrified.
“God, no, you just surprised me.”
“I just wanted to see what you tasted like. It was salty, but not in a bad way,” she reflects.
This girl is going to kill me. “Keep going, baby. I’m almost there.” I start to ramble. I’m saying shit like,“Oh, God, Stella, that feels amazing, baby. Don't stop. Please, don’t stop. Oh shit, I can’t wait to sink into you, Pixie. It’s going to feel so fucking amazing. Keep going, honey. I’m not going to last long. Damn, you’re good at that. Don't stop. Keep going. That’s it. That’s it. I’m going to come!”
It takes only a few more of her little strokes until I explode. Last night, when I told her I came harder than ever before, I was wrong.Thismoment is the most intense orgasm in my life. Cum is spurting out onto my chest and abdomen like it’s never going to stop. Stella just watches as she continues to pump me. She looks shocked. Oh, hell, I hope I haven’t scared her shitless. I take her hand, and gently pull it away from me. I bring it to my mouth and kiss it, making her smile. I grab the top sheet and wipe myself off before rolling it into a ball and tossing it across the room, right into my laundry basket. Two points.
I reach down and take her face in my hands. “Thank you,Stella. That’s the most amazing way to wake up in the morning. Do you want me to make you feel good now?”
