I don’t know how Nanish and I will handle this, but we’ll figure it out together. It seems unlikely Mags is going to be pleased if we limit her mobility, never let her run, and keep her strength to a minimum.
Papis take their girls to the park often. It’s the only place most Papis let their mates run. The grass is soft and the ground isn’t nearly as dangerous as hard surfaces. Running in the house is strictly forbidden. The risk of a Little girl falling and hitting her head, splitting her chin open, or breaking a bone is more than we Papis can emotionally handle.
We spend a year or more round trip traveling to Earth to find a mate. After we have her, we do not take risks with her safety. Nanish and I will become just as overprotective as any other Papi.
I can feel that sense of needing to protect our girl growing in me already. After we put her in her crib earlier, I checked and double checked that the side was secure even though neither of us moved more than a few feet from her. When Nanish lowered her into the tub, we couldn’t get her secured fast enough. It’s in our nature.
Yeah, she’s going to fight us when she discovers that not only do we not have basketball on our planet, the two of us would have a coronary if she insisted on running and jumping through the air like basketball players do.
I switch to washing her legs while Nanish rinses her hair. He gently cleanses her face while I move up her thighs. As soon as my fingers stroke her pussy, she arches and moans.
Nanish captures her waist and holds her down. “Stay still, naughty girl. Let Bamgin wash your pussy, then we’ll dry youoff. I don’t want you thrashing about with your knee so recently repaired.”
I’m quick to finish. We’ll give her more pleasure, but not in the basin.
Mags is panting as I let the water out, and she’s shaking as Nanish lifts her from the tub to wrap her in a soft towel.
I grab her brace, follow him to the bedroom, and take the towel from around her to squeeze out her hair before Nanish gently lays her on her back.
After putting the brace back around her knee, I climb up between her legs and spread her knees wide.
Her pupils are dilated, and she’s breathing heavily.
I smooth my palms up and down her inner thighs. “The water felt good, didn’t it, Baby girl?”
She nods. “So good.”
I part her folds with my thumbs. “You need to come again, don’t you, Baby girl?”
She licks her pretty lips. “Yes, please, Papi.”
Every time she uses that endearment I nearly melt. It’s so sweet coming from her lips. I watch her face as I push one of my fingers into her. Damn, she’s tight.
Nanish reaches his hand toward mine, and the next time I push into her, he slides a finger in with mine.
Mags groans, her neck arching as her head tips back. She fists her hands at her sides. “That feels so good.”
“I’m glad,” Nanish says. “We’re going to make you feel good in a million ways every day for the rest of your life, Baby girl.”
In tandem, we ease in and out of her several times before I glance at Nanish.
He reads my thoughts perfectly. On the next pass, he adds a second finger to her cunt while I trail my soaked digit toward her bottom.
Mags arches her chest as I swirl her wetness around her rosette. “Please…”
I love that she’s not denying us. She wants this. She’s squirming and whimpering.
“Keep your bottom on the bed,” I command as I press against her tight hole. She’s going to strangle my fingers and cause my cock to revolt. We won’t fuck her today, though. That would make our lives even more tense during the long transport home. It’s better to save entering her with our cocks until a few weeks after we get home.
Our girl is stunningly beautiful as she rolls her head back and forth, moaning and breathing erratically. She’s not denying me entry, though, which pleases me.
Her wetness is running down between her legs to coat my finger, so I don’t need to grab lube to ease my entry this time. I easily press my finger into her tight rectum, even though she tries to buck her hips off the mattress.
Nanish stops her with a palm to her pelvis.
“Let Papi stretch your bottom, Little one.” The act is futile since it will be six months before we penetrate her in this tight hole again, but I want her to have the experience so when she wakes up, she’ll be prepared. We will not only finger her bottom often, but we’ll also use various other objects to ensure her rectum is sufficiently stretched before we take her tight hole with one of our cocks.
I don’t add a second finger. She’s too tight, and my fingers are huge. For tonight, this is enough of a taste for her to learn how much she enjoys the naughty penetration. I’m certain she does because I can smell her arousal wafting from her pussy.
