Submitting to the Inevitable

Sniffling, Alice grabs the hem of her dress and pulls it up, over her head. She drops it to the floor and proceeds to push her petticoats off. As she begins to slip her fingers into her stockings, you say, “Leave those on.”

Chastened, Alice straightens up, her small firm breasts poking out and a light patch of yellow fuzz glistening between her legs.

“You liked getting spanked, didn’t you?” you say. Alice nods, fresh tears flowing from her blue eyes.

“There, there,” you say. “Don’t cry. Come, sit down on Uncle Lingham’s lap. I’ll make it all better.”

Alice steps up to you and turns, presenting her bottom red with your handprints to your face. As she slowly lowers herself, you take her hips in your hands and swiftly pull her down, sheathing your sword into her juicy cunt.

“Owww,” she howls, as you begin to pump her up and down on your cock. Alice struggles in your grasp, trying to free herself. You nip her ear and hiss, “Sex always makes it better.”

You look over at Belle, lying on another of the many cushions about Jasmine’s pad. Her legs are spread wide as she plunges her fingers into her pussy, her face a picture of lust.

Noticing that Alice was no longer struggling, you look back at the blonde girl. She’s moaning, as she pinches her nipples and squeezes her breasts. You nip her ear again, delighting in the resulting squeal. You feel her pussy clench at your cock, her body stiffening as Alice shrieks in pleasure. Loosing your grip on the wench, you watch as Alice continues to impale herself upon your manhood. You lie back, letting the girl do all the work, enjoying the sight of her continuing to squeal with delight as small orgasm follows small orgasm. Suddenly, you feel the pressure build in your balls. Grinning, you watch as Alice drops onto you hard, filling her cunt with a loud screech, her vaginal muscles clenching your cock tremendously with the intense orgasm filling her body. As if on command, your jism bursts forth into her womb, loading her honey pot with your sweet cum.

Alice pulls herself off you with a soft pop and collapses next to you on the cushion. She reaches down to her crotch tentatively, scooping up some of your escaping semen into her petite hand. Raising her hand to her face, Alice sniffs at the white fluid.

“What is this?” she pants.

“It’s cum,” you say. “Go ahead and taste it.”

Slowly, Alice sticks out her tongue and runs it along her milky fingers.

“It, it tastes good!” Alice says, her eyes wide. She looks at you, a shy look on her face. “C, can I have some more?”

You look down at your cock, amazed that it’s still rigid.

“Sure,” you say, pointing at your cock. “Suck and lick on that and you’ll get some more.”

“Wh, what is it?”

“That’s a cock, Alice.”

Gulping, the little blonde rolls onto her belly and crawls up to your stiff member. She softly licks the bulbous head, still wet with your previous exertions. Her face brightening, she takes your cock in her mouth, licking and sucking with gust, her head bobbing up and down.

“I like it here,” you say, noticing Alice’s pussy dripping with your combined juices.

“Belle,” you say. “Would you like to show Alice what else a tongue is good for?”

“I would,” you hear a different voice say. You look over and see…