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"If you aren't careful I will get that tube of ben gay out and use it on some very tender places," I warned her. She lolled about on the green couch, wearing only some silk stockings that were starting to fall down those long, creamy legs and some spikey light green-colored heels. Irish girl, very white indeed. Her hair fell across her tiny breasts prettily. She pouted for me. I loved that small but skilful mouth.
"Oh Timothy, you know you'll do it anyway. Like I have a choice," She snickered as she spoke. She let her legs just separate, raising the left one up and hooking it over the top of the couch. This exposed her vulva nicely. She was pink almost to that point of redness. The flesh was joined and not just ready to come apart yet. I knew it wouldn't take much. Her hands were languidly thrown behind her head. Her face, on the pillow, smiled at me, with that dare in her eyes. Her lips grinned widely and I could see her sharp teeth. My cock, already hard, seemed to grow harder. I didn't think I'd really use ben gay on her, but the fact that she acquiesced in this manner was very sweet indeed.
If I put ben gay on her pussy, I'd have to use a condom to fuck her, something I was loathe to do. I pointed this out to her, by way of rejoinder. She said, "So you'd fuck my asshole instead. It hurts more that way anyway." She fluttered her eyes at me and seemingly thrust her mound toward me. My boy jumped like a wolf.
"I don't know," I said. "Hurting you just to hurt you?" "Because you want to, that's different." She reached down to her cunt and stroked herself. "Look at the wet pussy," She urged me. "You know you want to hurt her!" And of course she was right. I did want to hurt her. This letting me hurt her with no payoff for her. It made me wonder.
"I thought it turned you on to be hurt." I came over to her, my cock in hand. "It does," she licked her lips. "But it turns me on even more to give you my body to hurt. This way you know it's because I love you, not because I'm a slut." "I never once thought of you as a slut. And you don't have to prove anything to me." "Have to, need to, want to, you dumb asshole. I want to show you your girl in pain, doing everything I can to give you pleasure."
Wow. I started to leak fluid and I knelt down by her and started rubbing my penis across her face, in her eyes, over her nose, pushing it into her lips, taking her hair and wrapping the boy with it. Oh good, good stuff. "Maybe I just want to fuck you."
She blew warm air on my balls and her hands took my cock into their little cave. She licked me and said "You have to let me give you this. But, we can fuck first, if you like." There was a stone in the pit of my stomach. I realized it was a version of fear. What was I afraid of? Probably myself, where I could go, once I started hurting her strictly for myself.
I climbed over her and forced her legs wide apart and ripped into her with no real foreplay. None was needed as she was already wet and steamy. I moved her legs over my shoulders and fucked her as deep as I could. I realized she was right; she was as turned on as she could be, just from the concept. I knew then that I was going to do it. Going to paint her pussy with ben gay and fuck her asshole while the pain came on, wave after wave. I knew how great it would be to come that way. I reached down to her clit and swirled it with my two fingers. "Do it hard," she said. She reach behind me and cupped my balls with one hand. "You're thinking about it, aren't you?" She grinned up at me. "You can see me in your mind, crying like a baby, can't you?" I kissed her and fought her mouth open. We dueled tongues, frantic with need. We broke the kiss and she said, "You're going to do it, aren't you? Please, please do it! I need you to do it." I kissed her eyelids, I nuzzled down her cheek to her ear. "Okay, Darling, but you have to be the little girl for me."
"Yes Daddy, I am your little girl, always! And I want you to hurt me so you know how much I love you. Please Daddy, let Jannie show you." She squeezed me and I came from the tension and from that little girl voice and my coming set her off and she started mewling that little animal noise she made sometimes. "Oh Daddy, I love you!"
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