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Quickly she obeys, her little fist flashing out once, twice and then her hips rotating. She delivers a decent punch from her other hand. The bag rocking back. “Oh my God, I did it!” It’s so cute hearing her gasp with achievement when she punches, knowing the voracity of the blows she’s throwing wouldn’t even make a man my size turn to see what hit him, the ‘impact’ not enough to even make him blink.

Now it’s time for the next step. “Okay, now that you know how to throw a punch, you have to be able to do it to an actual person. Have you ever done that?”

“Of course not. Why would I ever need to hit anyone?”

“Well, if a guy ever touches you again without permission, or if I’m not around, you hit him. Hard.”

“I…I don’t know if I could do that.”

“Well, that’s why we train.” I hold up my hands. “Go ahead, try to hit me.”

Her eyes go wide. “You? But…there’s no way. I can’t hit you.”

“Sure you can. Pretend I’m that asshole from last night. What was his name? Peter?” In a mocking tone, I crouch down and make my voice whiny. “Gina, come on…just kiss me, baby. We’re meant to be together.”

Her eyes narrow and her fist flashes out, almost catching me but I manage to deflect it. “Good. Now again. Harder. You’re not going to hurt me, little girl.”

Her eyes get more determined and she starts to walk forward. Her stance, one of the most important parts of boxing along with footwork, comes to her naturally, which is surprisingly good.

She starts to jab again. It’s easy to catch or deflect them but suddenly her right hand flashes out and she gets me on the cheek. “Oh my God! I’m so sorry!” It stings more than I expected a blow from her could, and I have to laugh.

“Don’t worry. That was a good one. Now try to do it again.”

For about five minutes we spar and I show her a couple of other movements, designed to deflect someone striking back. And I also make sure she knows that there are lots of sensitive parts on a man that she can easily take him down with, his throat and balls being the easiest targets.

I can see her sexy body sweating and it’s turning me on, my own body temperature rising and I can’t resist stripping off my shirt.

Her eyes linger on my chest and she licks her lips, making my cock hard as a rock. As we continue to move together, if you can call what I’m doing ‘moving’ considering the erection that’s damn near got my posture buckled, suddenly her foot flashes out trying to slide between my legs. I grab it and yank her towards me so that my arm is around her throat and I have her in a choke hold. “Be careful. An experienced man knows how to counter.”

She’s so tiny against my body, and now that my naked chest is pressing up against her and her ass is grinding against my cock, it’s impossible to stop. I slide my arm around her body and felt her stiffen, but then she leans back. “You’re such a good teacher…Daddy.”

Fuck. “There’s so much more I want to teach you, littlebambina.”

Her little body turns and suddenly she’s looking up at me with those innocent eyes. But they don’t tell the whole story because she’s eager and willing to be innocent no more, which she demonstrates by sliding a hand down the front of my shorts. It’s unexpected but before I can process what’s happening she continues pressing the envelope, grazing her tiny hand down further, her fingers trying to wrap around my shaft but it’s too girthy.

“Maybe there’s a way I can thank you for being so good to me,” she purrs.

“Gina…stop…” I’m transfixed, rooted in place and can’t pull away. Looking down, she suddenly drops to her knees, and I know what she’s about to do. I need to stop it. Or do I? “Not here. Not now,” I protest weakly as my actions contradict my words, taking a tighter hold of her hair as I move to guide her to her feet but then her mouth kisses my rock-hard dick, throwing gasoline on the fire and now what was about to happen becomes imminent, impossible to stop.

She’s too fucking innocent for this. Too innocent to be tugging down my shorts and unleashing my cock into the air where anyone can walk in and see us. It’s like something out of a fantasy I didn’t know I had until she came along and flipped my world upside down. And when she attempts to take my entire thickness into her tiny little hand, and I feel that her digits don’t make the entire trip around my girth, it only turns me on even more.

Her lips kiss the tip of my rod and then her lovely little tongue slides across my crown and I have to gasp.

My body doesn’t know how to deal with the most gorgeous young girl I’ve ever seen, most beautiful woman ever, with her mouth wrapped around me. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life.

How does a virgin know how to tease me while sucking my cock? When her sexy lips spread out and she takes the head of my cock inside her mouth, it’s the most mind-blowing sensation I’ve ever felt, and I’m damn near ready to blow my top already.

Soft and firm at the same time, her tongue licks at the underside of my tip like a sexy little finger jerking me off. I plunge my hands into her hair and let myself enjoy what she’s doing.

Giving in feels wrong, but her mouth feels so right.

Chapter Eight

Gina

It’s so slutty to be doing this, I know. Especially with somebody who makes me tremble just by being around him.

Guys have unsuccessfully tried to pressure me to give them blow jobs before, but this is the first timeI’ve ever wantedto suck a guy off...and make him come hard enough to make his legs weak in the process. Imagine if I literally suck the life out of him and he can’t stand up? That would make me feel like a woman on his level, or maybe even beyond any other women who might be vying for his attention.

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