I thrust the vibrator into her cunt, turning up the dial to full speed.
Janelle’s orgasm slams into her. It’s fast and intense. I can feel the grip of her pussy around the dildo. It’s so tight as I ease it out of her. She’s still in the throes of her release, so she bucks and grumbles.
I lower the soaked phallus to her bottom and thrust it in several inches. “That’s my good girl. Take what Papi offers.”
Her tight rectum latches on to the dilator as if it has no intention of ever releasing it.
I’ve never seen anything more humbling and sexy as my Little girl as she reaches for a second peak, this one a rectal orgasm. Her moaning is deep. She’s so far gone, and yet she doesn’t collapse when the waves of pleasure subside. Instead she surprises me by focusing on my face and saying, “Please fuck me, Papi.”
Chapter Seventeen
Janelle
I’m out of my mind. My head is spinning. I’m so aroused that I can’t hold on to a single thought for more than one moment. I’ve had two orgasms, and still it’s not enough. And that’s before Papi gets his semen on my skin. I can’t fathom what that will feel like.
I just saidfuckout loud, too, and I don’t care if I get in trouble for it. Let him spank me. At least he’d be touching me while he spanked me. I sort of enjoy the pain. It makes me feel alive. If he doesn’t take off his pants in the next five seconds, I might start shoutingfuckover and over at the top of my lungs until he takes me over his knees.
I’m not sure what his intentions are. He hasn’t moved for far too long. He’s kneeling close to my spread-open body, breathing heavily. His chest is rising and falling, the muscles rippling with every inhale and exhale.
I want to touch him. Everywhere. I want to run my hands all over his glorious, tight body. I want to stroke his cock and then suck it. I want all of these things with a boldness I’ve never experienced.
Suddenly, Papi reaches for my ankles and releases them. He removes the restraints from my wrists next. My feet fall on either side of his hips, my legs wide. Now that my hands are free, I reach for his hips and tuck my fingers into the top of his soft pants.
I love these pants. Every Eleadian male wears them. They look so comfortable, and the best part is they’re loose enough for me to tug them down.
I’m relieved beyond belief when Papi grabs the material and helps me pull them over his hips. His erection pops free, bobbing between us.
To say his penis is large would be an understatement. It’s gigantic. I don’t have any reference points, but I’m pretty confident no human man has a shaft that long or that wide. It’s intimidating, but I’m so gone for him I don’t care.
We’re doing this. He’s going to make love to me right now.
After he shrugs out of the material, I set my palms on his hips and lean forward, bringing my face closer to his erection. My hands tremble as I finally touch him.
He lets me. He says nothing while I explore. I know it’s hard for him because his breathing is erratic, and his hands are fisted at his sides. Still, he lets me.
I stroke a finger up one side of his shaft. The skin is so smooth. The tip is broader than the shaft, like a mushroom. There’s a white substance dripping out of the slit at the top. I know it’s semen. I’m not that naïve. I also remember Clara and Eden warned me about what would happen if I touch it, so I don’t.
My instinct is to taste it, though. I want to flick the tip with my tongue and bring his essence into my mouth. I wonder if it will be salty. I’ve always heard semen is salty.
Papi brings his hands to my head. He gently pulls my pigtails free before running his fingers through the length. It’s longer,healthier, and so much thicker than it was on Earth. That’s one of the weirdest changes in my body. The feel of him stroking it calms me.
“I’m the luckiest Papi alive,” he whispers.
I tip my head back and smile at him. “I’m the luckiest Little girl.” When I shudder, my piercings jiggle in front of me, making me aware of them. Every time I move, they sway, and the sensation is maddening. I’m worried this tremendous need I feel will not be abated just because we have sex.
What will happen tomorrow? Will I wake up to find my nipples tingling so badly that I can’t keep my fingers off them?
I can’t resist tasting Papi’s erection. I wrap one hand around his shaft and lean forward to lick along the smooth skin. My fingers don’t even come together around him. That’s how thick he is.
“Janelle…” His voice is rough. “Don’t let my come get in your mouth, Baby girl.”
“I won’t, Papi. Clara and Eden warned me.”
He chuckles. “What else did those two naughty girls tell you?” He’s distracting both of us. I know it’s so that we don’t get carried away and start fucking like animals. That’s what I feel like doing, and I assume he does, too.
I dance a finger along the ridge of his cock head, loving the way he shudders. “They told me your come will drive me crazy with need, and you’ll have to wash it off as soon as possible.”
“That’s right, Little one.”
