I teach her patience

I embrace Bailey tightly and roll us over; I shift my hips and manage to nestle my knob in her wet little opening without using my hands. “Fuck me, Sir,” she breathes, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. “Please, Sir, I’m a bad little cumwhore, I need to be punished, fuck me senseless . . .” I claim her lips with mine, letting my tongue play freely, and slowly pierce her welcoming sex with my steel-hard rod. She moans deep in her throat to feel me inside her again.

I fuck Bailey with long, slow strokes, drawing almost all the way out each time, relishing every inch of her hot, wet, and almost incomparably tight little cunt. With every thrust, I can feel her strong legs pulling me into her, trying to get me to pound her hard and fast, but I resist. Her kisses grow more and more frantic, and finally she breaks off and turns her head, panting. I suck on the skin just below her ear, licking her sensitive spot, and she mewls. “Hard, Sir, fuck me hard,” she pleads. “Take me—use me—I’ll be a good little fuckslut, Sir, I promise I will . . . use your dirty fuckslave, take my sweet kitty, show her who owns her now . . . please, Sir . . .”

“Ahh, my needy little cock addict,” I tell her softly, “I am using you; this is how I want to use you right now. And I’m showing you just how much I own you by not giving you what you’re begging for. I’m holding you close and lying on top of you; you’re at my mercy. Whose teenage fuckslave are you?”

“Yours, Sir,” Bailey moans.

“And who owns that tight young cunt?”

“You do, Sir.”

“And how can I fuck my little cunt?” I rumble.

“Anyway you want, Sir,” she wails.

“That’s my good fucktoy,” I tell Bailey approvingly. “And this is how I want. Sometimes you want to eat fast, and sometimes you want to eat slowly and savor every bite. Right now, I want to fuck you slowly and savor every bit of your snug little hole.” I keep slowly pumping her well, feeling the pressure gradually building in my balls.

“But I need it hard, Sir,” Bailey mewls. “I need to be fucked within an inch of my life like the filthy little cumdumpster I am . . .”

“You need to be an obedient little fuckslave and learn patience,” I tell her firmly. Suddenly I feel her squeeze my dick hard. I moan softly and so does she. “I didn’t know you knew how to do Kegels, little toy,” I say, my voice a little husky.

“I didn’t, Sir,” Bailey breathes. “I sort of did it by accident. But . . .” She squeezes me a couple more times, like she’s trying to make sure she knows what she’s doing, then starts pulsing her cunt walls in a driving staccato rhythm. “Please, Sir, fuck me hard and fast—pound my tight body,” she begs. “I’m slut enough to take it, Sir, you know I am.”

“Yes, I know you’re slut enough to take it hard and fast; are you slut enough to take it slow, while I use your delectable body like a gourmet?” I ask. “Are you slut enough to let your need build and build and build without being hammered to a quick release?”

Bailey groans, then whispers, “I’m so fucking horny, Sir . . .”

“Kiss me, sweet fuckdoll,” I command her, and she does, pouring all her rising sexual tension into the meeting of lips and tongue. We make out feverishly, and as she keeps squeezing my dick, I finally start accelerating in her needy fucktunnel. Bailey flexes her hips, trying I suppose to fuck me back, and realizes that she can change the angle of penetration. She starts experimenting, moving my dick all around in her honeypot as I pump her well.

Bailey breaks off our kiss for a moment to moan, “This is so fucking hot . . . this is the hottest fucking makeout session ever . . .” When she turns her head back, she sucks my lower lip into her mouth, and starts chewing on it.

I can feel Bailey’s breathing and movements growing erratic. I lift my head and say roughly, “You have the tightest, hottest, wettest little cunt I’ve ever had wrapped around my dick, little fuckslave. You want your reward for being a good cumslut? You want to feel me plant my seed deep in your fertile teen cunt? You want to feel me blow my load all over your walls?”

“Fuck yes Sir,” Bailey gasps. “Cum in me, Sir—cum deep in my hungry kitty—I need to feel your cum—I need it so fucking bad . . .”

“Cum for me, little toy,” I rumble. “Cum all over my big cock like an obedient fuckslave. Let me feel that tight young cunt go crazy around my dick and I’ll give you your reward.”

That’s enough for Bailey, who arches her head back and shrieks like a hunting falcon as another powerful orgasm blazes through her like a lightning bolt. I cum with a roar, slamming my dick home as my balls erupt, spraying my seed deep in her tight, wet heat. I hold her tighter and clamp my mouth over hers, and we kiss wildly and passionately as our bodies climax together.

As the ecstasy drains away, I nuzzle Bailey’s neck. “Mmmmmm, I like that,” she purrs. “Thank you, Sir . . . I never knew slow and gentle could be so good.”