My cock is as hard as the boulder as I slide it to one side and drag myself through the dirt to get to my female.
I’ve been dipping into her energy all day to check on her. She’s had the wildest afternoon putting every conceivable thing inside her little cunt, and I became so consumed with curiosity and lust that I slaughtered my last cluster of tunnel-dwelling criminals within seconds just so I could wash up and get back to my horny as fuck little pet faster.
“What the fuck are you up to in here?” I demand to know when I find her squatting over a small, upturned saucepan.
She startles at the sound of my voice, and when her eyes meet mine, she presses her lips together, apparently speechless. Her behavior does seem rather inexplicable, so I’m hardly surprised. I raise an eyebrow and then glance around the cave, gathering clues.
There are two empty tubes of elasticity cream of the floor next to four empty jars of cum. Half of the blue milking-support berries are gone, and Doe-dee is so busy trying to stretch her cunt over her kitchenware, I’m not even sure she’s noticed her breasts have grown.
I wet my lips and stride over to her, collecting her into my arms and letting the pot clank to the floor. “Let me help you, Pet.”
I lay her out on her new fluffy blanket and spread her legs for me to assess the situation.
She offers no resistance, which is so unlike my feisty pet, that I rush to search her face. Her smug expression suggests she’s quite proud of herself. She flashes me a memory from our erotic dreamtime — when I was fucking her stretched hole with ease despite the size of my monstrous cock.
I swallow hard, shift aside the fabric of her short dress, and groan at the sight of her shiny,gapingsex. My cock swells to the point of pain from how taut my skin becomes, and the urge to mount her immediately is so fucking strong I can barely contain myself. How desperate is she to take my cock, that she’s worked herself into this state? How long did it take her? Hours?
I moan again. No wonder I’ve been rock hard all fucking day. So fucking inconvenient. Made it look like I had literal lust for killing.
Fuck.Fuck.
I meet her gaze, and she bats her lashes at me. Her energy is screamingcome to me.
My girl knows what she wants, and she works her ass off to get it. Fuck.
I do my best to remain calm so I can keep her safe. The last thing I want to do is hurt her by rushing this. I need to test her, and I want to launch right into it, but I don’t think I even kissed herhello.
I pull her into my arms and hug her with all the love and appreciation I have for her. She melts against me, and when I lean back to stroke her wild, messy hair, my joyful heart sings at the sight of her.
I cradle her face and trace her lower lip with the tip of my tongue before slipping inside her mouth to stroke hers in hungry lashes. Her moan travels into my mouth and I can almost taste her enjoyment. I pull back and sow dozens of tiny kisses all over her face until she giggles and pushes me away.
I stroke her cheek, and her eyes sparkle as she captures my hand and guides it lower. She slips it under her dress and guides my knuckles between her cunt’s soft, slippery lips. I utter a gratuitous sigh and reposition my hand so she’ll be able to sit on my fingers and grind against my palm.
“Show me,” I say, bidding her to rock and roll her hips for me as I imagine.
She obeys with a grin, and spreads herself to accommodation all four of my fingers with ease and room to spare. She rubs het tiny clit against my palm and juices my fingers up real nice.
“That’s my perfect girl,” I whisper.
She shivers and her sex twitches around my fingers. I thrust them a little deeper and push against her walls to test her give.
“Mmm. Supple.” I lean in to lick and nibble at her neck, and she squirms as if it tickles. I’m obsessed with the way she moves her body. So fluid and sensual.
In my mind’s eye, I ask her to remove her dress for me.
She respond immediately, pulling it over her head to expose herself to me fully.
I envision her thrusting her chest forward, and again, she responds on command. I can never really tell when she’ll obey and when she’ll fight me on something, but every time she responds without any hesitation or hint of resistance, it gives me a special kind of rush. That’s a trust bond, right there. I love every way she responds to me — bratty or submissive — but this unspoken way we naturally move toward the same goal, that’s the most special connection of all.
I bow my head and take one of her nipples into my mouth. It’s thicker than the last time my lips held its measure, and I smile into her breast as I begin to suckle. It won’t be long now before she’s producing, and soon our dream will be close to coming true. I can’t wait to fuck her while I feed at her breast. Her milk is going to taste so fucking sweet.
Spurred on by her pleasure as I intensify my suction, Doe-dee rubs herself at my palm faster, and her dripping cunt slurps at my fingers. My cock jerks with excitement at the sound, and I release her breast so I can better see her face. Flushed and gorgeous, she’s getting a pretty, pleasure-glazed look in her eyes.
“Perfect,” I whisper, enjoying the way she shivers at the praise.
I carefully lay her back on the blanket and lie one my side next to her. I prop my head on my hand and guide her to bring up her knees and then open them wide for me. She does so without question, and I stroke her juicy cunt until my entire hand is coated in her slick.
“I love you so much, precious pet,” I murmur against her soft breast. “Show your monster how hard you’ve been working for his cock.”
