Chapter 7
Rick
Oh shit shit shit. Is this really happening?
I knew Jenna moved into my house last night, but I couldn’t be home because I had a fucking board meeting that dragged on until midnight.
I was present at the goddamn thing with a calm expression, but inside, I was silently cursing everybody at the table.
How dare they keep me from my beautiful Snowflower?
Didn’t they know I had a gorgeous young thing waiting for me at home, her lips pouty and her cheeks flushed?
But I managed to get away from work at a reasonable time today, only to come home and find Snowflower folding the tiniest, most ridiculous bits of lingerie you’ve ever seen.
How does that shit even work? The bras weren’t much more than pasties connected to string, and the thong she was handling was the size of a post-it.
Hell, not even a post-it because those can be pretty big.
The clit patch was about the size of a quarter, and my cock jerks again as she puts the tiny snip of fabric into her dresser drawer.
“Well, that’s that,” Snowflower says with a smile while getting to her feet. “If you’re ready, then I am too?”
I can’t speak for a moment because she’s a vision, even dressed casually in a t-shirt paired with a denim mini-skirt.
Jenna’s big bust strains against the thin cotton fabric, her legs long and golden beneath the hem of her skirt.
Her long golden hair is swept over one shoulder, and she’s a vision of angelic innocence.
But at the same time, a musky, tangy aroma hits my nostrils, and immediately I know what it is.
Snowflower is aroused, and she wants this.
She wants to film with me, and she wants my big hands all over her lush curves as she moans breathlessly into my mouth, entangled in my arms.
I want to give it to her too, and I stare ravenously at the goddess standing before me.
“So how do we start, sweetheart?” I growl. “I’m at your disposal.”
Snowflower blushes a bit but smiles. She fishes out her phone and then fiddles with it before setting it up on a small tripod on her dresser. I can see that the lens is pointed at the bed, and she smiles at me again while dimming the light on her bedside table so that we’re cast in a low glow.
“Well, there isn’t much to do with respect to props or setting, or anything like that. And you don’t have to worry about your face showing because I’ll blur anything when I go back in to edit afterwards. But if you’re ready,” she pauses delicately. “I’ll start by dancing for you?”
“For sure, sweetheart,” I rasp, leaning against the door jamb. “I’d love to see that.”
Snowflower smiles sweetly at me, but this is no na?ve little girl because she begins to sway her hips sinuously while making sizzling eye contact.
There’s no music and yet somehow, this woman moves like Salome of the Seven Veils.
She puts her hands behind her head and lifts her blonde strands up, shimmying seductively before letting the tresses drop in a golden cascade down her back and that alone is enough to make me spurt hotly in my pants.
But Snowflower’s not done yet. With another coy smile over her shoulder at me, she unbuttons her denim mini-skirt before sliding it down over those wide hips, jumping a bit so that her tits bounce deliciously, and soon the denim’s on the floor with her tiny panties and those long legs are exposed.
Goddamn, my girl is wet. She’s wearing a virginal pair of white cotton panties that are soaked through at the crotch, and again, a waft of that musky, spicy female scent drifts to my nostrils, making me groan aloud.
“Take it out, Daddy,” she mewls. “Don’t be afraid to touch yourself while I dance.”
Oh shit, really? Is this something she says to her customers?
But in seconds, I have my shaft out, huge and veiny, and Snowflower’s eyes widen momentarily as she takes in my arousal.
I’d be scared too, to be honest, because my penis is a thick, iron pole that gives no quarter.
It’s dripping at the tip already, a long, gooey string of cum hitting the floor with an audible splat, and I fist it while staring at her.
“Does this scare you, baby? Is my size intimidating?”
Snowflower stares, her blue eyes wide, before swallowing heavily. But then she shakes her head and continues to dance.
“No, Daddy,” she whispers. “If anything, it only makes me want it more. I want you, Daddy, because you make me feel so good.”
Then, her t-shirt’s over her head, and Jenna giggles when I let out another spurt of pre-come because the curvaceous young vixen isn’t wearing a bra! Her big tits are soft and ivory, the tips hard and pink as they bounce deliciously.
“Goddamn,” I groan while fisting my shaft. “You’re so beautiful, little girl. How did I get so lucky?”
Snowflower giggles before shimmying a bit, making those big tits sway. Then she lifts one to her mouth with her palm and kisses the tip, before lifting the other breast to her mouth, and licking her nipple so that it gleams wetly in the light.
“You are a lucky man,” she purrs throatily before sitting down on her bed facing me. “Now, where were we?”
Then, before I can react, the young woman’s nimble fingers fly to the crotch of her panties and she skims them lightly over the dark spot right at her little hole. Her eyes go wide, and she puts a palm to her mouth, feigning surprise.
“I’m so wet, Daddy!” she mewls. “Shall we see what’s making me wet?”
Without waiting for a reply, Jenna reaches down between her legs, and pulls the gusset of her panties to the side, revealing that utterly drenched swollen pink slit. I spurt again, a growl rising in my throat.
“Oh shit,” I manage. “Oh shit shit shit.”
“Daddy, you’re using bad words!” she squeals. “Oh my god, that’s so naughty! But tell me if you like what you see,” she adds sweetly, smiling again. “Here, let me show you more.”
Then, she reaches her fingers between her legs and spreads her puffy labia for me, revealing her interior. Oh shit, I’ve just glimpsed heaven because the young girl is pink and swollen, her clit standing at attention as she pats it teasingly before rubbing circles around that sensitive nub.
“Mmm, that feels good,” she hums. “But you know what would make it feel even better Daddy? Your mouth on my sweetness.”
Jenna doesn’t have to ask twice. In a second, I’m on my knees before the young girl, licking at her sopping twat.
“Mmmmm!” she squeals, throwing her head back as her long lashes flutter shut with delight. “Ooooh!”
“Just hang on, sweetheart,” I rasp against her tender flesh. “You’re going to love this.”
Then, I fuse my mouth to her clit. I suck on the hard nub while running my tongue in circles around it, polishing it with my saliva. Her panties are gone in a flash, ripped to shreds by my big hand, and within seconds, I have her prone on the bed, my massive form hovering above her.
“Your pussy tastes like candy, sweetheart,” I moan while shifting my big body around to do a one eighty. “But you know what would be even better? My cock in your mouth as I suck your hot little cunt.”
My huge pole taps against her cheek and Snowflower doesn’t hesitate. She parts her lips obediently, and within seconds, my entire fuckpole is consumed in that elegant throat. What the hell!?!? How did she do that? I’m ten inches, and yet my sweet little slut just swallowed me like a fucking pro.
“Mmmm,” she moans while sliming saliva all over my length. “Mmmmph!”
That’s my signal to continue and I bury my face in her cunt as the dirty sixty nine becomes positively depraved. This woman is so fucking beautiful that I’m literally pumping pre-come by the gallon down her throat even as I lick hungrily at her horny little slit.
“This pussy is so fucking tasty,” I rasp. “You keep it that way for Daddy, don’t you?”
“Mmm!” Snowflower wails beneath me, her juices gushing hotly on my tongue. “Mmmph!”
“I know, baby girl,” I croon. “Your hungry little cunt needs the hard fuckings that only Daddy’s big dick can provide, isn’t that right? My dirty little girl is a fucking slut who can only be happy if Daddy has his dick inside her.”
Snowflower slides my cock out of her mouth then, lapping along the veins like a hungry ho.
“Yes,” she moans while sucking at my balls. “That’s what I need, Daddy. I love being with you, Daddy, because this feels so good. Oooh!” she cries again as I bite her clit. “Mmmm, yes!”
By now, she’s got her mouth on my balls, while oiling her pink nipples with my viscous seed. But I have another trick up my sleeve and bend to press my mouth to the tender knot of her asshole, licking along those pink pleats.
“Unnnh!” Snowflower cries out, her eyes flying open. “What are you doing, Daddy?”
“Sweetheart, you belong to me, and I’m going to touch and kiss you wherever I like,” I rasp, licking at her anus again.
“If I want you to come with Daddy’s tongue in your ass, then that’s what you’re going to do, hear me?
Every part of you belongs to me, and it’s my job as your Daddy to make you feel good. ”
Snowflower lets out another long, keening wail as I lick her pussy all the way to her anus again, savoring that musky dark star.
“But Daddy, it’s dirty down there!” she gasps. “Oh my god!”
“No, it’s not dirty,” I rasp. “Again, every part of you belongs to me, and if I want you to be my little fuckslut, then that’s what you’re going to be, even if it means taking Daddy’s big dick in all three of your holes.
Do you think you can do that, Snowflower?
Can you make your teen body accept Daddy’s dick in any of your tight holes at any time? ”
The young girl lets out another keening wail, but the gush of her fluids against my tongue as her anus clenches is my answer.
“Yes, yes Daddy!” she cries almost screaming now. “Make me feel good! My body is yours, any way you want. I belong to you, Daddy! Use my pussy and ass to make yourself feel good.”