It's been almost two weeks since that mind-blowing night when I took Mýkýta to my place. Since then, I got so caught up with my work that I have been barely able to respond to her messages. I called her once, and although her cute nervous verbal diarrhea was still present, I could also feel an unpleasant distance in her voice. I know exactly what it is; she is questioning whether that night was real or if it were just a one-night stand.
The latter is out of the question, obviously.
I'm not only busy with my work but also trying to temper myself. The more I think about that night, and the more I'm obsessed with the idea of owning her. She was so damn willing and eager to everything I offered; I'm seriously wondering if she is fully aware of what it all meant. There is also the issue of her "boyfriend". Some ballin' athlete, tall and good-looking enough, with thick silky hair that he endlessly tries to pull from his forehead because he convinced himself that the act alone has made girls melt around him. Looking at his social media profile on my screen, I can see why my Schatzi might have found him a good match for her. But judging by the way she moaned under me, I expect to get rid of him quickly enough.
God how my ears still ring when I remember of those painfully delicious moans she let out when I fucked her with my cock and that dildo. She sounded divine.
My cock is twitching against my fly. I need to have her again soon...
It's Wednesday, she should be off tonight.
*
"Hello?"
"Hey Schatzi!"
"Oh hey..." her hesitation makes me smile. "Hi D...Daddy! How are you?"
"I'm alright! How did your day go?"
"Humm! Not much really. I just had a couple classes. I got back home not too long ago."
"Perfect! What's for dinner?"
"I'm thinking about making myself a quick sandwich... I don't have much in my fridge," she concludes with a nervous laugh.
"Do you like Thai food?"
"Well... yeah... why?"
"Any allergies?"
"Huh?"
"I'm asking if you have any food allergies, Schatzi."
"Oh... Kiwi and Banana... Why?"
"Ok noted! Be there in a few..."
"Wha...?"
I cut the call before she could ask any more questions. Less than an hour later, I'm climbing the stairs of her old building, a paper bag full of takeout in my left arm. Knocking at her door, I hear her cute little voice from behind it: "Coming! One second please"
I can tell she is probably looking through the peephole right now, so I smile at the door.
I hear a few locks opening. At least, she is safely locked inside I suppose...
"What?... How?"
"Hey Babygirl!" I greet her while pushing the door open, making her naturally move aside to let me in.
"How... How did..." she is clearing her throat, trying to understand.
I look around briefly before heading to her kitchen.
"Why did you make a sandwich? I said I was coming to bring you dinner." I question while carefully leaving my package on her kitchen counter.
"Huh? Oh! Well, I don't know... maybe because I never gave you my address?" she responds while putting her hands on her hips. She looks so fucking cute.
I turn to face her with a smile. She is wearing nothing more than a large dark green tee shirt. Her black-jaded hair is down her back, her nails are painted a shiny dark pink, she still has her makeup on, although a little less neat, a sign that she had a long day. The daffodil tattooed on her right hand looks somewhat bigger.
"Are you a stalker?" she asks, cutting me from my thoughts.
My smile gets wider, I can tell she is happy to see me, but her defiant nature needs to comprehend how I got here in the first place. I close the small distance between us in one long stride.
"I'm not! I looked at your ID when you were asleep the last time."
"What? Why?"
"I wanted to know you better." I shrug.
"And you couldn't just... I don't know... ask?"
As I said... So damn cute...
"You are totally right! It's a bad habit... from work... It won't happen again. I promise." I tell her, looking straight in her eyes because I really mean it.
"Okay! I let it go this time." She responds with a catty smirk, before lowering her eyes immediately and biting her bottom lips.
Unable to stop myself, I bring my hand around her throat and push her chin from below with my thumb to lift her face. "I missed you."
Her eyes turn glassy in a split of a second, and her lips part slightly, letting out a cute sigh.
"I... I missed you too..."
Those little words shoot straight to my cock, doubling its current size. I squeeze my hold on her throat a little more, enough to make her breathing harsher.
"Daddy... I missed you too... Daddy!"
Fuck me!
I bring down my lips to devour hers. She lets out a loud whimper against me and naturally pushes her small body against mine.
Eager little girl...
My hand now inside her hair, I keep kissing her hard, our tongues dancing with each other. I use my other hand to hold her by her luscious round ass, making sure she feels my growing cock against her little stomach. She wears a small pair of panties inside, which I'm looking forward to rip off from her. We kiss like that for a little while, and when she finally slides her arms around my back, I squeeze her body harder against mine.
I then lift her up, and she automatically wrap her legs around my hips. Our kiss gets
sloppier, our breathing faster, her moans louder... Through my eyelids, I can observe her: eyes shut, focused on our kiss, wanting more...
Holding her little asscheeks with my two hands, I start dry humping her upwards while pushing her down on my growing shaft simultaneously. The first hump caught her off-guard, so she screams quietly.
And I keep doing it, slowly... purposefully...
Making sure my hard cock goes straight against her opening... again and again. While our tongues keep licking, sucking and dancing... Her arms are now around me neck...
So damn pretty...
"I need to fuck you, Babygirl" I whisper against her lips.
She just responds with an agreeing moan and keeps kissing me with all her might.
"But first, let me feed you. Ok?"
"Uh-huh" she answers, kissing me harder.
Ah! Someone forgot the rules... I push her away from me, very gently.
"You need to eat!" I tell her more firmly.
"But I'm not that hungry yet" she responds, pouting a little bit.
"As much as you look adorable right now..." I say while placing her cute little ass on the counter. "Let's eat first."
As painful as it is for my cock to part from the hot wetness between her legs, I'm rewarded by the view of her soaked pink panties. The darker spot covering on her labia gives no doubt to how horny she also is.
I start unpacking the food I brought and look around for plates and utensils. I can feel her eyes burning my back. I plate a few things for her and when I turn around, I'm very pleased to see that she is still in the same position, her legs open, her tee rolled up to her hips, her panties in full view.
I position myself back where I was... between her beautiful legs... and give her a kiss in her neck.
"Let's eat quickly... Daddy is famished, Babygirl!"
She throws her head back, moaning so erotically.
"Open!"
Still dazed, it takes her a couple seconds to realize the fork full of food I'm presenting to her. With a resigned sigh, she opens and closes her lips on it.
Fuck me! How can I get even harder than I am already...
She chews slowly while looking at me.
"Good girl!" I say, smiling at her. She smiles back.
I keep feeding her like that, observing her little movements and tics... She is definitely a fast eater, I suppose it's only normal since she is still a student, school and jobs reigning over her daily life. She taps her right hand on her thigh a lot, like her brain keeps running for miles a second. She pinches her nose and moves her lips around a lot too.
Adorable...
"You are not eating?"
"Oh! I will!" I tell her while looking down at her soaked little pussy. When I look back into her eyes, they turned dazed and glassy again.
I just smile at her and keep feeding her the remaining food I plated. Once done, I got to her sink to rinse it, when she suddenly asks: "Why are you here tonight?"
"What do you mean?" I ask without lifting my eyes.
"Well, you haven't been too responsive since... since that n...night... I assumed..."
"Don't assume!"
"Well how can I not. I haven't seen you in two weeks!"
I stop the faucet and dry my hand with a nearby towel. I let out a little sigh before facing her again: "You're right... It's not because I didn't want to. Let it be clear."
"So, why?" she insists, her eyes pleading.
"Because I'm pacing myself..."
"What do... you mean?" her eyes open widely, looking at me.
"Our first night went far very quickly..."
She nods at me, her eyes still wide open, like hypnotized.
"It's the only way I like to fuck..." I let those words sink in... "And with you, Schatzi, I will most likely get rougher..."
Her eyes are now so wide, she almost looks like a living doll. I smile slightly while coming closer to her. "Don't be afraid, Schatzi! I will never hurt you, remember?"
She nods rapidly, showing so much trust, I could almost burst laughing.
"I didn't hate it!" she suddenly says in a whisper. "I... I actually liked it... Daddy!"
"That was one of the easiest ones, Schatzi! You sure you can handle more already?"
"Yes" she huffs in a deep sigh.
I look deep in her dark eyes, and all I see is desire and lust.
"Alright! Go clean yourself up. Then, on your bed, face down, ass up! Keep your tee shirt, take off your panties. You have 10 minutes."
With that, I lift her and put her down the counter. She slowly heads to her bathrooms. I clean up her kitchen while she follows my instructions.
*
