Help with his erection

A shocked look hit Daisy's face as she looked at Kevin's cock. "Oh no, did I do that to you?" she cooed, gesturing to her petite body. He nipples standing up on her small breasts, stiffened by the cold room. "I can help you get rid of that, can't I?" she almost begged. "Use me however you feel. I am here for nothing more than to help with your needs." The nerd, still lacking in confidence, timidly reached out to feel her tit. Daisy, needing to help as much as possible, snatched his hand and thrust it onto her chest. He squeezed it lightly before lurching in and latching his mouth onto her nipple. "Yes!" Daisy cried, enjoying the sensations. "However you like!"

"Just like that! Kee-" she began, before crying out as his fingers reached her hairless pussy. "Oh! Yes! More of tha-" Once again being cut off, this time by his lips mashing into hers. She shoved her tongue between his lips and the two of them wrestled at the mouth. Daisy leaned into him for support, her legs growing weak from his fingers attending to her lower lips. Gripping him tight, she squealed into his mouth as her lower half quivered, her juices flowing out over his hand.

Gently, Kevin laid her onto the nearby table, but she remained in a sitting position. Her hair covering her face, she looked up and saw his cock still throbbing underneath his belly. Slowly, she spread her legs and raised her eyes to meet his. "Use me," she whispered.

The nerd approached her and pulled her hips closer to his. He thrust forward, missing his mark but sliding his length across her soaking lips. She let out a soft whimper, needing him to hit home. He gave another couple of tries, each one a botched attempt, and each one driving her mad. Finally fed up, Daisy reached down, lightly stroking him while staring at him with her kind eyes. Slowly, she aimed him properly and guided him inside of her.

Kevin let out a low moan, experiencing a pleasure like none other. He could never have guessed how hot and tight a vagina would be, but he knew his life would never be the same after this. The feel of her hands sliding across his flabby sides brought him back to reality. That reality being the tiny woman he was inside of. He pulled himself back, almost removing his entire length. Desperation flashed across Daisy's face as she dreaded him stopping. Euphoria planted its place as he pushed himself back in. Reaching a steady pace, he slowly moved his cock against her inner walls, receiving nothing but encouragement the whole way.

"Yes! Just like that! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" Daisy cried, needing to please. Tiny hands gripped his shirt as he felt himself pulled downwards towards her waiting mouth. They met in another kiss as she wrapped her slender legs around his waist. His thrusting increased and she only clung tighter, her limbs and her pussy. He should have cum by now, he knows, but he figures after coming twice so soon he can last a bit longer.

The sweat drenching their bodies causes her ass to slide out, and the two crashed into the table. Though the nerd's weight pressed down upon her, Daisy paid it no mind. She was there to help, and if he needed to be on top then she was glad. The new position giving him more momentum, he increased his **** as she increased her cries, losing their verbality but not losing a hint of their encouragement.

Kevin's thrusts became more erratic as he pulled himself away from her face. "I- I'm gonna-" he started, unable to speak. "Do it! Let me have it all!" she cried, holding him as tightly as she can.

"But- But you'll-" he stammered, trying with all his might to hold himself back. "It's fine! I'll have your baby! Whatever you need! I will help you!" Daisy shouted, ripping his shirt with her grip. The nerd continued to hammer away at her pussy, but refused to cum out of some false sense of decency. Daisy reached up and grabbed his face, forcing him to look at hers. Her hair, matted in place with sweat. A few strands of his cum still marked her face, missed by her dress earlier. Her deep brown eyes now smoldered into his. "Use me," she whispers.

Kevin's motions came to a sudden halt as his hips began to quiver, Daisy's head shot back in bliss. Streams of cum came splashing out of her pussy with each new burst deposited in. Her legs raised up in the air, her toes curled in ecstasy. Never loosening her grip on his shirt, she cried out to the world the feelings she experienced. The nerd continued to thrust; no longer working with his mind, his body ran on pure instinct. Slowly, his faculties took over and he gently laid the panting star down on the table. He pulled out of her with a pop and more of his cum spilled out, landing on the carpet.

He stood up to look for his pants when a quiet voice murmured from behind him, "Your cock is all dirty again. Let me help you." He turned to her as she reached out and grabbed his penis, guiding him to her mouth. She took him in and licked him over once more, though that time with much less energy. Still, he found himself growing hard and began thrusting slowly into her throat, near as he could reach anyway. He came for a final time that day without much delay, and Daisy drank down every drop.

Finding his pants, he put on his now dried pants, opting to leave behind his soiled underwear. Not forgetting Daisy's he picked up the still soggy lace and pocketed it, disregarding his whole plan to keep himself clean once more. He turned to say goodbye and was struck by a vision that truly cemented what had happened here.

Daisy Ridley, star of the new Star Wars series, passed out on a green room table. Naked as the day she was born. Her pussy leaking out his cum. Him: a fat, nerdy loser just lost his virginity to one of the most famous women on the planet. And possibly gotten her pregnant. He stepped back, taking in this new era of his life. There was only one thing left to do.

Kevin pulled out his cellphone and took some pictures for later wank material.

John watched the nerd pack up his things and leave the room. He turns to the degraded girl on the table and contemplates his next move.