We had gotten close to home and I made My decision. With littleone's enticing aroma still lingering in My mind I thought I would just let this go and see how, and what decisions, she would make. karrita was vivid in My mind and while her scent was still on My face, littleone was proving to be most interesting. Her "sudden" blossoming into womanhood, and the look of tenderness and love in her eyes, told Me that she wanted to make herself Mine, establishing a loving sexual relationship with Me.
That idea, while it was not part of My original plan, was appealing and I knew it had to be limited in scope and that I could not permit her to become karrita the whore. I knew I could simply take her, and mold her, as I wanted her to be. In truth, I would mold her, but only after, she had worked to give, and had freely given, her little girl 'virginity' to Me. I decided that the best thing to do for now, was to give her a bedroom of her own, not allowing her to sleep in the bed with Me until all of this played out and she had made her decision.
When we had gotten home and into the house, she had thrown her arms around Me and given Me a big hug, pressing her little erect nipples into My chest. Thanks to her newly found stiletto high heels, she found in the car, she could almost look Me in the eyes. "Thank you Papi. Thank you so much for bring me to my new lovely home," she said brightly, her voice full of fun and love. She buried her head in My shoulder, holding Me close thinking about the "plan" she had formulated in the car to have Me make her My own. ~~~~ She gave Him a kiss on the lips, lingering just a split second longer than a good little girl would do. She was guessing on just how long that would be even though she wanted Him to put His tongue in her. Gentle pressure, just a little wet, her lips soft and compliant and remaining just barely long enough to put lustful thoughts into her Papi's head. Then she had gently let him go and stood in front of him, wearing the sexy outfit from the car, her delicate curves and her slightly parted lips silently screaming out "Fuck me, Papi!"
It was surprising, wasn't it, how embarrassed she felt now that the moment had arrived. But she had been craving her Papi for so very long it seemed. She wasn't going to be stopped now just because she was a little afraid and more than a little embarrassed. There was simply no choice but to proceed with her plan and let him know, in no uncertain terms, that she was His if he wanted her and she wanted Him to have her before He demanded karrita's presence.
So she stepped away from Him. "Papi?" she asked in her sweetest little girl voice as she looked in His eyes, making sure that she had His attention. Once she was certain that He was watching, she had dropped her gaze to the front of her skirt. As if in a trance, they had both watched her fingers as she slowly pulled her skirt out and dropped it slightly. She pushed her fingers down inside, working their way towards her dripping slit. The contact when they touched her slippery clit made her hips thrust forward in an instinctive thrust and she thought for a moment that she was going to cum right then. Somehow she didn't. Her fingers were wet and shiny with her juices when she withdrew them, leaving her skirt down and her bald virgin pussy almost visible to her Papi.
Shock was the biggest emotion in His eyes, but she knew her Papi well. She recognized the undercurrent of lust on His face, however much He was trying to hide it. She looked deeper, trying to fathom her Papi's emotions at being confronted with His good little girl's apparent wanton sexuality. Her knees suddenly went weak as she realized that buried deep in His eyes was the one reaction that she'd been hoping most to see: need.
Littleone was still quite embarrassed by her brazenness and she wanted to rush, to get past this awkward moment and on to the sex. But a strange smoldering lethargy consumed the moment and she moved slowly and teasingly as if in a dream. She brought her wet finger up towards His mouth. His eyes widened as she smeared her warm wet cunt juices on His lips. God, He was so sexy! How could any girl resist Him? Her quickly formulated plan had called for her to walk away at this point, her skirt in her hand and musky scent calling to Him as she walked seductively in those sexy stilettos to her room. But she couldn't go. Not just quite yet. A sudden impulse overtook her and she threw her arms around her Papi and leaned forward to press her lips to His, taking as much as giving a warm wet kiss to the man she wanted to become her lover. She tasted herself on His lips and thrust her tongue deep inside His mouth, twirling it around, as she tasted her Papi and her own juices.
Feeling herself blush at her brazenness but not caring, she had let go of Him. Her breath was short; her pussy was on fire as little electric shudders of desire roiled through her body. Trying to use her grownup lover's voice proved impossible, and she was quite embarrassed at the little girl tone that sprang unbidden from her lips. "I'm yours if you want me, Papi." She had smiled at His stunned expression and caressed His cheek. Feeling His surprised and hungry eyes on her comely butt, she had turned and walked shakily away.
Littleone had never felt so naked before. It was as if her whole being had distilled down into the bare skin between her belly and her wet slit. Her pussy lips rubbed wetly against each other as she walked, leaving a trail of musky sensual desire in the air.
Littleone didn't know how long it was going to take Him to make up His mind. Of course, she had half hoped that He would just follow her to her room, rip off her clothes (well, except for the shoes and nylons, maybe...), throw her on the bed and fuck her silly. But it was a lot for a girl to ask from her own Papi.
Now came the hard part -- waiting to see if he would show and how mad he was going to be for her not asking permission to do this. The worst part of this was waiting to see if her carefully laid plans would bear fruit and lead her new Papi to her bed. But there was no reason that she couldn't get ready for his arrival, and maybe even get started without him. Smiling, the devilish thought crossed her mind that if He was going to punish her for doing all of this, she might as well get some enjoyment first.
She propped up some pillows on her bed and folded down the covers. She was amazed at how sexy she felt as she kicked off her lovely high heels. Then she slowly peeled off her blouse. It was as if He was in the room watching her while her leaking pussy ached with shameless need for Him. She thought that animal instinct was driving her desires. Her very own Papi might come and take her at any minute, and every nerve in her body was on fire. The sheets were cool and crisp and she crawled into her new bed and began playing with her pussy, trying to keep it warm and wet but not far from cumming as she waited for her Papi to come and fuck her.
Her mind looked back over all of the parts of her plan while she played with herself. She remembered rubbing her nipples against her Papi at every opportunity. She slurped her cunt juices from her fingertips. She massaged her slippery goo into her inflamed pussy. She stuck her fingers deep inside as she remembered her wanton offer of a few minutes ago.
She had put her cummy finger in her own Papi's mouth!! Ohmigod! The memory pushed her up and over, and her ass lifted from the bed as she tried to impale herself on the fingers that so recently touched Papi's lips. Wave after wave caused her whole body to spasm out her cum as she rode to the top of the crest, her legs spread wide as her sweet pussy reveled in being so filled. She hung there, every muscle in her body frozen. All thought was driven from her mind except the image of her cummy finger in Papi's mouth and the sensations flowing from her hot little pussy.
Suddenly it was over, and her body slumped to the bed as if a switch had been thrown and all of the electricity that was keeping her rigid vanished. A thin sheen of sweat covered her, but of course she was the wettest between her legs. Littleone slid her fingers from her gooey slit and turned lazily onto her side. She curled up into a ball, relaxed in that way that only a good orgasm brings. Her body's desire for release left her for now, but her mind's desire for her Papi didn't. Freed for the moment of her need to cum, her mind wandered to the reasons that her Papi didn't come to fuck her. Why didn't he? Wasn't she sexy enough for Him? Did He think that she was a slut? Or maybe He doesn't think she was grown up enough. But how much more obvious could a girl be?
Other girls might be disappointed by such a rejection, but she crushed those feelings down into an insignificant ball deep inside her. Her desire to be taken by her handsome Papi hadn't left her a bit. After that sexy kiss and her brazen advance, she wanted Him more than ever. In addition, if He wasn't here after all of the things she had done to Him, and then it was just because her plan was flawed. She began to drift off to sleep, thinking that when she got up in the morning that she would have to start coming up with another plan.
The world between sleep and dreams is a truly powerful place where reality can have all the weight of a kitten's breath and imaginings can have the weight of reality. And so she believed that it was nothing more than a pleasant illusion when she heard the door open and the footstep as He walked across the carpet to her bed. If only it were real! If only her Papi had come into her room like this in order to take His little girl's pussy.