Page 11 of Wild Oat Milk


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Her wide eyes gaze up at me in surprise, and I groan and try to remember myself. “Baby girl, I told you I’d be rough, but I’m not a monster, and I don’t want to hurt you in a bad way. If you need me to back off, you just say the word.”

She pants at me, her full, round breasts begging for attention with each rise and fall of her bare chest. “Like asafeword?”

I step out of the truck, grab her leg and spin her so she’s laid out on my ’54 Chevy’s bench seat. Her breath hitches, but she props her sneakered little feet on the leather and slips her hand back between her legs, looking up at me, all adorable and sexy at the same time. She’s so fucking young, and I want to shove my cock in her so bad.

What the fuck is this shit?

I’ve only ever dated women close to my own age, but this girl… She’s about the freshest meat off the market, and I’m fuckinglovingit. My ego feels invincible that she’s offering her body to me, but I’m almost positive I should feel guilty for giving in to such sweet temptation.

Am I overcorrecting for my thoughts about wanting to settle down? Running from the idea of family again? Chasing the empty detachment of a one-night stand with a stranger so far from that stage of her life I can’t possibly get what I want from her?

My pretty girl tugs at one of her nipples, gazing up at me with such trust and interest, I don’t fucking care to think anymore.

I only want to feel, because I know how good she’s going to taste, and how fucking big and important and appreciated I’m going to feel when I push inside her and make her come the way she wants to.

She shivers, as I trail my fingers down her soft stomach.

“You don’t need a special word, darlin’,” I assure her. “All the words are safe with me. I like to take the lead, but I’m not into punishment or pretending. I’m a big boy, who likes to get excited, and you’re allowed to demand I fuck you harder or to settle down. You tell me how it is, and I’ll listen,” I say, leaning in.

I extract her glistening hand from her cunt and push it into my hair, making her fingers curl into a fist. I want to smell of her everywhere by morning. “If your thighs clamp over my ears so hard I can’t hear you, and you need my attention, you pull my hair. Got it?”

Pretty blue eyes still huge, she nods.

“Good girl,” I say with a grin.

She whimpers softly and rocks her hips, and I pull her ass closer. Looks like my girl enjoys some praise, and she’s been behaving beautifully, so she’s definitely going to get more.

This is going to be fun.

I run my hands up and down her soft thighs. My palms delight in her smoothness and the size of them look huge on her. I feel so big in comparison to this young beauty, and it makes my cock even harder when I recall how tight she was around my fingers earlier. A powerful thrill runs through me, as I think about stretching her young pussy to accommodate me. Will I even be able to get myself in? I’ll get her fucking dripping, so she can take every fat fucking inch.God, she’s going to squeeze me so beautifully.

I’m loving the feel of her in my hands. She’s sturdy enough for rough fucking, and she’s got a substantial rack, sexy-as-fuck breeder’s hips, and a good, meaty ass on her, but she’s not a tall woman, and it has me feeling a little drunk with the power difference. When I picture her on her knees for me, it gives me god-like vibes, and that’s a fucking potent aphrodisiac.

My dick is leaking so much pre-cum, it’s seeping through my jeans. I want to pull her into my lap and make her ride the wet spot until her juices soak through to me.

Maybe I’ll do that next.

I grip her legs, lift, and spread them, until her pussy lips part and I can see her tight little holes lined up and shining in the moonlight. So fucking pretty.

With a smile, I lean in close and breathe in her scent, rumbling in approval as she trembles in my hands. Mouth open, I run my face through her slit, coating the surface of my tongue with her arousal, and I savor her taste as I would a melting candy, before swallowing down her sweetness.

A surge of craving washes over me with an intensity I didn’t expect. I latch on to her clit, and she gasps, but her breathy sighsquickly turns into mewling moans when I start to suckle. I tug her little bud into my mouth and keep the suction on, while I flick at it with the tip of my tongue.

She squirms beautifully. Her entire body gets involved, and when she squeezes her thighs around my head, I thrust them back open and make her take a little more pressure.

Her hips jerk, and she tries to buck, but I pin her to the leather seat and get her whimpering and grabbing fistfuls of my hair. She doesn’t use her grip to tear me away; she pulls me closer, lifting to me in slow, rolling thrusts that make me want to feel her under my hips, while I rock my thick cock into her heat.

Not yet.

We’ve got all night.

One night only. No strings attached. And I’m going to make the most of every fucking second, before I slap her ass and send her on her way. The thought of not seeing her again strikes me like a loss, but I shake it off. Tonight isnotthe night to explore or resolve my sudden lonely-heart crisis and my building urge to start a family. What am I going to do? Tie her down and breed her?

I take a moment to gaze at her pretty little cunt, imagining myself filling it with cum. It’s fucking tempting, but that’s not what we agreed. One night of fun. That’s all this is.

I nuzzle into it, and her moan is so rewarding, I have to do it again, and again, until she gushing into my beard and shifting her ass around so much, I want to push something inside it. Has she done that before? She’s young, but she’s bold, so maybe. Or would I be her first?

The thought makes my balls ache, and my dick is so cramped inside its denim cage, I have to tear my jeans open, to give it the space to quit throbbing. Liberation doesn’t ease the lusty ache, though; it gives it room to grow.

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