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“I’m wet for you,” she said, her voice a mere whisper. She leaned back against him as he supported her weight in his strong arms, and he continued to caress her clit, and God if she wasn’t in heaven, she was in the next best place! Slow pulses of pleasure worked their way through her center, and she knew she was a clit girl, and she knew if he just kept on going… not even for a long time… but if he just kept going…
“Oh!” she moaned as he picked up the pace, this time catching her clit and hood in between two fingers and rubbing his hold hand around. She was bathed in sensation, flooded with it, and he walked her back to the cabin, step by shivering step, fingers still on her clit, until she was able to brace herself against it with both her hands.
He then ran his other hand down her bum, and he pulled her out, so that she was bent over and braced against the wooden cabin wall, and he slowly began to circle her entrance, all while still stimulating her bud.
She was definitely in heaven now.
“Don’t stop,” she groaned, her hips bucking instinctively backward. She didn’t just want him teasing her entrance like this… she wanted him to plunge those two fingers inside her and plunder from her every ounce of her womanly pleasure cream he could.
“Put them inside me,” she said between gritted teeth, pushing back farther, and he obliged. She felt first one finger, then another at her entrance, and he pushed them slowly inside her, eliciting a silent cry of sensation as he pressed down hard against her front wall.
Sliding his fingers in and out of her, he quickly found the little patch of mottled skin within her, and he focused on that while fingering her, while caressing her clit in hard, fast circles.
“Oh, God,” she gurgled, feeling her body grow tense. She didn’t realize how close she already was, and now she could see the finish line racing toward her. The coil inside her was winding tighter and tighter, just waiting to spring. The pressure within her was growing heavier and heavier, just waiting to explode outward from between her thighs, from in her abdomen.
“Oh, fuck, don’t stop, Daddy,” she cried, slamming a fist down against the wooden wall, balling her hands up so tight her knuckles went white and her nails dug into her palms. Every muscle in her body was tensed, and the tendons sprang from her neck as she honed in on that inevitable, scorching ecstasy.
“OOH FUCK!” she cried, throwing her head back. She was right there, on the edge. He didn’t stop. He didn’t let up. His fingers plunged into her. He worked her clit over and over and over…
“OOOOOHHH,” she moaned at the top of her lungs as she crested. Orgasm, pure pleasure, crashed over her in one, intense, toe-curling, scream-silencing wave. Her body shook. She soared. She felt so fucking good. She couldn’t breathe.
And then it was waning, ebbing. The peak had passed and she was on her way down, shivering in hypersensitivity. He pulled his fingers from her, stopped touching her clit, and rested his hand against her, like a carpet over her sex, so that the only source of movement was her rapid breathing, and each time her swollen, super-sensitive clit touched his skin, she jolted, humming, like sharp electric bolts firing through her nervous system.
“Oh, God, I needed that,” she breathed, her face against the wood, feeling sweat trickling down in between her breasts. “That was great. Hold me. Hold me for a bit, okay?”
He did. He wrapped his arms around her and held her from behind, and their breathing aligned so that the rise and fall of their chests was in unison. She loved that she could feel the heat of his body. It seemed to radiate into her, warm her.
She could also feel his hard cock in between her legs, and each time he flexed his pelvic muscle it jumped up to hit her in her sex.
“Stop it,” she laughed, turning around in time to catch him sucking on his two fingers. For a moment she was mortified. For a moment, modesty made its sting felt, but it drained when he smiled at her and kissed her hard, and even though she could taste herself, she knew that he liked it, that he loved it.
“Do you like the way I taste?” she asked.
“Oh baby,” he groaned, kissing her hard again. “I could taste you forever.”
She wiggled her bum, and looked up at him, grinning. “Fuck me, Daddy.” She turned around then, and spread her legs and braced herself against the wall. “Fuck me hard.”
She felt his hands on her thighs then, and he shut them, so that her feet were together. “Put your ass out, baby. Yeah, like that.” She had her legs together, and her ass out, and she knew that this was about to be really good. She was going to be tight, and he was going to be big, and everywhere inside her was going to be touched, stimulated…
Chastity was really going to be in heaven, now.
But she heard a cough, and was for a moment terrified and embarrassed. Dylan was standing by the cabin door, looking at them, an amused smirk on his face, and his swimming trunks tented enormously.
“I heard what you said, Chastity.”
“O-oh?” she managed with a slight stammer.
“You wanted your Daddy here to fuck you good. And that you wanted me to, as well.”
“You can’t fuck her, Dylan,” Matt said, his voice hard. “But if there is anything else my baby girl wants to do, it’s up to her.”
Chastity looked over her shoulder at her step-father, and then back at Dyl
an. She grinned. She’d always wanted to know what it felt like to have a big cock in her mouth.
She repositioned herself, now getting down on her knees on the sand, and she wiggled her bum at her Daddy, her legs still closed.
“Fuck me like this, Daddy,” she mewled at him. He dropped to his knees behind her, pumping his vein-lined tool that, in the dim moonlight light, looked as if it could be as thick as a soda can.
