Bab 50: Secrets Of Rocket - IV (R18+)
So you see, this was one 2 chapters earlier, this one started the smut and next one ended it. That was the plan, and that's how it was originally done.
But when I set down to edit it, I ended up changing shit and now it's a damn 8000 words chapters instead of 2000 cuz fuck me, that's why...
I will release it all the smut part today and the rest tomorrow.
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She looked up at me, her eyes all wide and doe-like, like a fucking Disney princess lost in the big bad city. I suppressed a smile, not wanting to come off like a complete creep, but holy shit, she was adorable. I mean, I was about to corrupt the ever-loving shit out of her, but still, cute as a fucking button.
"Turn around, sweetheart," I said, my voice firm but gentle. "Let's have a look at you."
She hesitated, her tiny hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "B-but, sir..." she started, her voice soft and timid.
"No need to be nervous," I assured her, flashing a reassuring smile. "It's just you and me here. Now, turn around, nice and slow."
She gulped, her body trembling slightly as she complied, spinning around like a little ballerina in a music box. I let out a low whistle, appreciating the view. She was a petite little thing, her body tense, her breath coming in quick, nervous pants. Fucking precious.
"First things first," I said, keeping my voice light. "Let's lose the clothes. Slowly, now. Make it last."
She paused for a moment, her hands hovering at the hem of her shirt. Then, with a deep breath, she started to lift it, her movements slow and uncertain. I could see the blush creeping up her neck, her cheeks turning a delightful shade of strawberry pink.
"That's it," I encouraged, my voice low and soothing. "Nice and easy. Like you're unwrapping a present on Christmas morning."
She shot me a nervous glance over her shoulder.
She finally managed to get her shirt off, her body squirming in the most fucking endearing way possible. It was like watching a puppy chase its tail, all wiggles and enthusiasm. I bit back a laugh, not wanting to embarrass her. Yet.
"The skirt," I reminded her, my voice gentle but insistent. "And remember: slow and steady."
She nodded, her hands moving to the zipper of her skirt. She slid it down, her hips wiggling in a way that was so fucking innocent, it made my heart melt a little. Just a little, though. I'm not a fucking monster.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," I muttered under my breath as her skirt hit the floor, revealing a pair of absurdly pink panties covered in tiny hearts. They were so ridiculously cute, I couldn't help but grin.
She blushed, her hands fluttering to cover herself. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammered. "I didn't think you'd... I mean, I wouldn't normally... ...wear these."
I stepped closer, my hands reaching out to gently grasp her hips. She tensed, her body going rigid with surprise. I offered her a reassuring smile, trying to put her at ease.
"Hey, it's okay," I said softly. "They're fucking adorable."
She blushed even deeper, her eyes shining with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. "Th-thank you, sir," she whispered.
"Now, where were we?" I murmured, my voice low and teasing. I spun her around, pressing her back against the wall. Her eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat.
"I... I don't know, sir," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Well, let me remind you," I said, my voice dropping to a husky growl. I leaned in, my hands roaming over her curves, exploring her body like it was a fucking wonderland. And let's be real, it kinda was.
She let out a soft whimper, her body trembling beneath my touch. I could feel her heart pounding, her breath coming in quick, nervous gasps. She was a live wire, ready to spark at the slightest touch.
I slid my hand between her legs, feeling the heat radiating through her adorable panties. "Jesus, you're soaked," I murmured, my fingers hooking into the fabric and pulling it aside. Her pussy was glistening, wet and ready, and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Looks like someone's excited," I teased, my finger circling her clit. She gasped, her hips jerking against my hand.
I dropped to my knees, my hands spreading her legs wider. She tensed, her body going rigid with shock and anticipation. I looked up at her, flashing a wicked grin.
"Relax, sweetheart," I murmured, my voice low and soothing. "That way, I promise, this is going to feel so fucking good."
And with that, I leaned in, my tongue finding her clit, my fingers sliding into her wet, waiting pussy. She let out a choked sob, her body convulsing with pleasure and shock. It was like a fucking symphony, her moans and whimpers filling the air like the sweetest music.
"Good girl," I murmured, my voice low and rough. I stood up, my cock rock hard and ready for action. I grabbed her hips, positioning her just right and then I plunged in, balls deep, no fucking around.
But then I felt it, that thin barrier, and the warm trickle of blood that followed. Her eyes widened, a mix of shock and pain flashing across her face. I paused, my brain catching up to what the hell just happened. Holy shit, was she a...? Nah, couldn't be.
So there I was, balls deep in a situation I didn't see coming. I mean, who the fuck expects to pop a cherry these days? Not me, that's for damn sure. But hey, life's full of surprises, right?
I looked down at her, all wide-eyed and innocent, like a deer caught in the fucking headlights. "Oh, shit," I muttered, my voice laced with surprise. "You... you were a virgin?"
She nodded, her lips quivering slightly. "I... I didn't know it would hurt so much, sir," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "But please, continue."
I raised an eyebrow. "Continue? You sure about that?" I mean, I wasn't about to force the issue, but damn, she was making it hard to resist.
She bit her lip, a mix of embarrassment and determination flashing across her face. "Y-yes, please, sir. I... I want to please you," she stammered, her voice filled with a nervous eagerness that was fucking adorable.
Well, fuck me sideways, who was I to argue with that? I focused my energy, willing my dick to secrete a bit of antiseptic. I felt it coat my shaft, the cool liquid giving me a slight tingling sensation. "Alright, this might sting a bit, but it'll help. Trust me," I reassured her.
She nodded, her eyes wide and trusting. Fuck, why did she have to be so goddamn cute? It made me feel like an even bigger asshole. But hey, no time for self-reflection. We had a job to do.
I eased myself back inside her, my dick coated in the antiseptic. She winced, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing again. "Oh, g-god," she stammered, her breath hitching in her throat. "It... it stings, but... it's okay, sir."
"Good," I murmured, my voice low and soothing. "Now, let's make this feel even better."
I focused my energy again, this time willing my dick to produce a fuckton of lube. And I mean a fuckton. But wait, there's more! I decided to spice things up a bit. I concentrated, changing the texture of my dick to include dotted protrusions – little nubs of pleasure, if you will. Oh yeah, this was about to get wild.
I pulled out, my dick slick and glistening with the stuff, now sporting a row of delightful little bumps. She looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of curiosity.
"What... what is that, sir?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper, filled with a mix of fear and fascination.
I winked at her, flashing a grin. "Just a little something to make this more enjoyable," I explained. "Now, let's get this show on the road."
I plunged back inside her, my dick sliding in with ease, the lube making everything slick and smooth. She gasped, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing again. "Oh, god," she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed. "That... that feels so much better, sir."
I chuckled, feeling a sense of pride. "That's the idea," I murmured, my voice low and husky. I started to move, my hips thrusting, my dick sliding in and out of her with ease. The lube made everything feel so fucking good, like I was sliding through a goddamn slip 'n slide. And those little nubs? Fuck yeah, they were hitting all the right spots.
She let out a series of moans, her body writhing against mine, her breath coming in quick, desperate gasps. She tried to hide them at first, biting her lip and stifling her sounds. But oh no, I wasn't having that. I reached down and pinched her clit, making her gasp and break her concentration.
"Oh, god!" she cried out, her body jerking in response. "I'm sorry, sir... I didn't mean to..." she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and fear of disappointing me.
She let out a loud, throaty moan, her body arching against mine as I pinched her clit. The sound was raw and primal, filled with pure, unadulterated pleasure. But then, just as quickly, she clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with embarrassment.
"Oh, god, I'm so sorry," she stammered, her voice muffled behind her hand. "I didn't mean to... to make such obscene sounds."
I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. Oh, hell no, she wasn't going to play the shy little virgin card now. Not after all this. I pulled out of her, my dick glistening with lube, and before she could react, I flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees.
"S-Sir? What are you—?" she started, but her words were cut off by a sharp gasp as I landed a firm smack on her ass. The sound echoed through the room, a satisfying crack that made her yelp.
"Listen here, sweetheart," I said, my voice firm and commanding. "I don't want you hiding those fucking gorgeous moans. You're gonna let it all out, you understand? No holding back."
She looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes wide and tearful. "But, sir, it's so... so embarrassing," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I landed another smack on her ass, harder this time. She yelped again, her body jerking forward. "I don't give a fuck if it's embarrassing," I growled. "You're gonna moan if you are feeling like moaning, loud and clear. And if you try to muffle them again, I swear to god, I will spank this cute little ass until it's bright fucking red. Got it?"
She nodded quickly, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. "Y-yes, sir," she stammered. "I understand."
"Good," I said, my voice softening slightly. I rubbed her ass gently, soothing the sting from the spanks. "Now, let's try this again."
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