Anonymous Wed 09 Sep 2015 23:06:49 No.24621083 Report
Quoted By: >>24621102 >>24621109

Okay, here's the first part, the setup. There is probably a better way of doing the last part, but I figured the set-up was the slightly less important part.
That being said, the more interesting stuff will be tomorrow, because I have shit to do.

HEREWEGO

>You are Anon.
>Just in case you didn’t know.
>So far, it’s been a pretty shitty day.
>Most days are, but this one has extra sprinkles to go along with it.
>A tornado warning. Storms. The whole shabang.
>Lounging at home, bored, browsing 4chins, a knock breaks you out of your internet-induced coma.
>With a grunt, you get up and dragon yourself to the front door.
>The door flies open, and you struggle to keep it under control in the harsh wind.
>Looking straight forwards, you find… No one.
>”U-um, sir?”
>You look down to find a little girl.
>You scratch the light scruff on your face as you examine her.
>You weren’t prepared for this.
>The girl, maybe 9 or 10, comes up to your bellybutton, looking up at you with an innocent emerald eye.
>A cute face, big eyes, a button nose and some freckles to complete it.
>One eye is closed as hair brushes into it, and she holds down a green beret to keep it from blowing away.
>Dull amber and tangerine hair flows out from under her beret, fluttering in the wind.
>She wears a cute beige button-up scout uniform plus skirt, with a sash matching her hat in colour wrapped around her.
>A crudely made red ribbon adorns her neck, something about it adorable.
>The last thing you notice is a stereotypical red wagon, cookies, chocolates, and other goodies strapped down.
>Is she seriously…?
>”H-Hello sir,” She spits out some hair that blew into her mouth, and continues, “would you like to buy s-some chocolates?”
>A particularly nasty blow of wind actually pushes her, and she thrashes her arms wildly to regain her balance, with it, you notice a flaw in the design of her uniform.
>Her skirt is really short.
>The wind blows it up, leaving you with a fairly good glimpse of her panties, her arms too occupied to fix it.
>White and fluffy, from the bit you saw.
>You start to blush and look away.
>She rebalances herself, re-adjusting her clothing
“Nice weather we’re having.” You say, still looking away.
>With that, it starts raining. Heavily.
>The sky’s tears pelt her, soaking the poor girl and her products.
>You can see the girl start to tear up.
>Oh jeez, you hate to see people crying, it hurts you inside.
>”I-I have to go ho-”
>She yelps as another gust of wind nearly lifts her off the ground.
>This time you jump to action, grabbing her and bringing her down to earth.
>Without thinking, you speak.
“Do you want to come inside?”
>You immediately mentally punch yourself.
>Fuck, she’s going to run home screaming, if the wind doesn’t take her away to oz first.
>”O-okay.” She sniffles.
>wha
>a-
>alright.
>You’re flabbergasted as she agrees to your offer, but clearly she just wants to get out of the horrid weather.
“R-right, here, let me take your wagon in, go head inside.” You step to the side.
>She nods, and takes a few hesitant steps into your house.
>She looks worried, fumbling with her hands at her chest, looking around curiously.
>Forgoing shoes, you head out into the rain.
>Using your big man strength, you lift the wagon.
>Then immediately set it back down, and groan.
>The girl turns around to see you slumped over her wagon, getting soaked with rain.
>You see her lips quiver, and you assume she’s going to call you a thief, but instead bursts out laughing.
>You mentally sack yourself, then resolve to just wheel the wagon into the house.
>The girl calms down as you enter the house, setting the wagon to the side in the foyer.
>With a couple extra giggles, she looks up at you, cocks her head, holds her hands behind her, and smiles.
>It takes you off guard slightly, and you feel your heart melt.
>”You’re funny mister.”
>Well, at least she seems to be slightly comfortable.
>You gather yourself, and head off into the living room.
>”Um…”
>You turn to see her looking at you for approval of what to do.
“Just take off your shoes, then come over.”
>She seems to think about something for a second, then slides off her shoes.
>Thick, pink socks come out, not put on all the way, as the end flops with each step.
>She stomps into the room, walking with the grace of, well… a child.
>She walks around the room, examining everything, from random books on the table, to your game collection.
“First things first, I’m Anon, what about you?”
>”Sunshine Dawn, girl scout extraordinaire!” She stops exploring to address you.
>You chuckle lightly at that, and ask another question.
“Alright ‘Dawn’, do your parents have a number I can call?”
>”Yeah, but I dunno what it is.”
“Er, where do you live?”
>She puts a finger to chin, thinks, and says, “2 squares down, 3 things over.”
>...
“Maybe a street address would be more helpful.”
>”Street address?”
>This is getting nowhere.
“Do you have any way of reaching your parents?”
>The girl looks down, breaking sight.
>You sigh.
“Well I guess you’re going to be here until the storm calms down.”
>”Wh-what? I want to see mommy…” She starts to tear up again, looking down slightly.
>Crying kids, your weakness.
“Wait, wait, don’t cry!” You speak as calmly and gently as possible.
>The urgency in your voice ruins the tone, and you see a tear crawl down her cheek.
>Dammit Anon, think!
“I-it’s a slumber party!” You near-yell.
>”What?” She looks at you without raising her head.
“Y-yeah, it’s like a sleepover, we can play games, and eat junk food, and, uh, and…”
>She sniffs, “I like sleepovers.” She mumbles.
“It’ll be fun, and even if your mommy isn’t here, you’ll see here soon, okay?”
>”Okay…”
>Testing your luck, you put your hand on her hair and gently rub her hair.
>Luckily, she responds well, raising her head to give a slight smile.
>Seemingly cheered up, you get to business.
>The girl goes to sit down on a couch, but you stop her.
“Your uh, clothes are wet.”
>And they are, her shirt clings to her smooth, pale skin, see through in some spots.
>You don’t get a complete show, but you can see enough to know she isn’t wearing a bra, not that she would need too, her chest is completely flat.
>You gulp in embarrassment, yet she seems unphased.
>”But I don’t have any other clothes.”
“Here, I’ll go get you some.”
>You grab her hand, her soft digits wrapping around your thumb, warm and comforting.
>Before she notices your hands starting to get sweaty, you lead her to your room
>At your dresser, you’re searching through things she could wear.
>Since she may be cold from the rain, you pick out a white long sleeved shirt, and some shorts you’ve had sitting in the back of your drawer for god knows how long.
>For yourself, you put aside a blue shirt and jeans.
>You kneel down and hand them to her, and she says something to you-
>”Can you put them on for me?”
>-and you pause for a moment.
>The severity of the situation hits you all at once, like if a train could take meth and went turbo.
>A little girl shows up at your door, is forced to stay at your home for an unspecified amount of time, and nobody knows where she is and what she’s doing.
>And that girls asks you undress her.
>It’s at this moment you have to make a decision, not only as a person, but as a man with needs.
>Both sides fight for victory, morals against libido.
>And at a critical moment, something earth shattering happens.
>Sunshine Dawn shifts slightly, and you catch a bit of pink through her shirt.
>Everything considered, something breaks, something primal emerges.
>A little bit of sweat drips down, as you prepare to go down the road you can’t come back from
>But you’re still human, you’ll take it slow and make sure she loves it.
>You smile, and the atmosphere changes.
“Alright, let’s take off that wet shirt, shall we?”
>You begin unbuttoning her shirt, eventually leaving you with a visible line down her torso.
>The shirt catches on the very slight bump in her chest, not giving you a full view just yet.
>You hook your thumb under the shoulder part of shirt and begin sliding it off, and you notice she’s incredibly tense.
“Relax, okay Dawn? I’m not going to hurt you.”
>She nods, and after a deep breath, you feel her loosen up, and you continue your process.
>Throwing the shirt to the side, you examine her bare chest for a moment, and you unconsciously lick your lips.
>Hairless, and cute little pink nubs for nipples, and though the desire to feel how smooth her skin is strong, you know it’s not time for that yet.
>She sits down, leaning back and lets you slide off her skirt, and you decide to keep her socks on, they aren’t wet anyway.
>Knees raised, slightly slouched, her legs are spread, giving you quite the eyeful.
>White, fluffy cotton panties with a little red bow, not obscured in any way.
>You have to stop yourself from acting yet.
“A-alright, now I have to undress as well.”
>Your heart is pumping, and adrenaline flows through you.
>Blood is also flowing to certain places it morally shouldn’t.
>Dawn stands up while you take off your shirt, and after it’s off, you notice her covering an eye with each hand.
>She splits her fingers for a moment to peep, but ‘eeps’ and quickly covers again when she see’s you looking.
“What are you doing?”
>”You’re changing, Mommy said it’s bad to look.”
“We’re friends right? It’s okay to look.”
>”Really?”
>Not waiting for an answer, she slowly lowers her hands to gawk at you.
>She watches you with wonder as you go through your clothing.
>You don’t take off your pants yet, you don’t know how she’ll react to the bulge.
>Shirt still off, you walk over to Dawn with her clothing.
>Leaning over her, you tell her to raise her hands and begin putting her shirt on while she oogles you.
>” s’lika bear…” she mumbles.
>You don’t think you’re that hairy…
>Shirt on, she shakes her head to get her hair free, and looks up at you with a smile.
>The shirt is too big, going halfway down her slender thighs and over her skinny arms, past her soft hands..
>”I wanna play games!”
>Before you can put shorts on her, she jumps and runs out of the room down to the living room.
>You consider going downstairs with the shorts, but the evil part of you decides against it.
>Changing clothes into what you had out previously, pants a bit indecent with the bulge, you casually head downstairs to see her messing with your computer.
>Your somewhat calm composure breaks as you rush over to the computer to stop her from seeing what you have on there.
>”Anon, what’s 4chin?”
>Shieeet.
>You turn off the monitor, and tell her not go on your computer.
>”Aw, okay…”
>Relief washes over you, she didn’t see anything she shouldn’t have.
>”Anon, what’s ‘wape’ and why does someone want to do it to ponies?”
>God wishes you pain.
>Luckily, she drops the subject and plops down in front of your tv, sitting on her legs, messing with your game consoles.
>”I wanna play a game!” Dawn says, excited.
>Sighing, you shake your head from thoughts of anguish and regain your smile.
“Alright, which one?”
>You recommend one of the more childish ones you have, one probably more her pace, and set her all up to play.
>She practically sprints to the couch and leaps onto it, landing on it sideways, the shirt raised up, giving you another view of her panties, and her cute bellybutton.
You cough, and say, “I’m going to do ‘work’ on the computer, so don’t bother me too much, okay?”
>”Kay.” Dawn says, remaining in her compromising position as she plays.
>You browse your boards, reading stuff you missed out while you took care of Dawn, glancing at the special view every couple minutes.
>You’re so glad you didn’t move your computer to your room.
>Eventually, an idea forms, caused by her complaining the game was too easy.
“How about we play together?”
>Dawn lights up, excited by the idea, and runs over to get another controller.
>You practically drool as she bends over looking through the stuff under the tv, her pert little butt waving at you.
>What you wouldn’t give to pull her panties down and…
>No, not yet.
>You pick out a little more adult game, with more challenge, and sit down.
>Dawn sits down beside you, and taunts you.
>”You’re going down!”
“Oh, you wanna fight? I was going to work with you, but if you want to fight, I’ll give no mercy.”
>You start up a 1 v 1, Anon vs Dawn.
>She holds the controller up to her mouth while she plays, brow furrowed in concentration.
>The fight is actually intense, and you lean forward, elbows on your legs, and your boner dies down as you play.
>Much to your surprise, she manages to beat you, just by a little bit, and your jaw drops in surprise.
>Her arms shoot up, face bright with happiness, and shouts.
>”Haha, yeah! I beat you!”
>You grumble, and decide to put your plan forward.
“How about we play co-op now?”
>”Only if you say please.”
>Cheeky little shit I’ll tell you what.
>You mumble please, and she agrees.
“Sit here.” You say, patting your lap.
>Surprisingly, she does it without hesitation.
>Dawn rubs her rump against your crotch, getting comfortable, resting against your chest.
>Her head rests comfortably under your chin, and you rest your head on hers.
>The scent of her hair assaults your nostrils, a pleasant scent of oranges.
>She sighs happily, and rests her controller on her lap as she plays.
>Your arms wrap around her, hands and controller resting just above the bend of her knees.
>She’s warm, really warm.
>Dawn relaxes into you, and you start up the game.
>She plays incredibly well, and her legs lightly kick while playing, humming a happy little tune.
>To her it’s just playing a game, but to you it’s so much more.
>The warmth starts getting to you, and you feel yourself begin to sweat.
>Her soft bottom hotdogs your ever-growing erection, seemingly going undetected by her right now.
>Your heart beat increases, which Dawn seems to notice, but doesn’t comment on.
>You continue playing for another hour, but focus on game takes up a lot of your opportunity to fulfill your plan.
>Luckily, she seems to be getting bored, so it’s the perfect time for a suggestion.
“How about we switch to a movie?”
>”Mhm.”
>That’s all you need to hear.
>Placing her off of you, you grab a dvd.
“Spongebob movie okay?”
>”Yeah!”
>Why is that movie here?
>It’s a guilty pleasure, don’t judge.
>”Some poppy too!” She demands while you put the movie in.
“Poppy?”
>”Ya, the little things.”
“Do you mean popcorn?”
>She nods, and while the movie loads up, you microwave the popcorn.
>Looking out the window, you can see the storm still raging on.
>You’re surprised the power is still on.
>...
>hehehe.
>Fuck you, jinx.
>Wait a minute.
>Running to your computer, you check the connection.
>No access.
>You slam your head against the desk, and hold yourself there.
>Anything...
>Anything but that.
>You convince yourself to get back up when the microwave beeps.
>God is truly dead.
>You walk back into the living room with popcorn, and see Dawn there, smiling and waiting for you.
>For you.
>Maybe god isn’t dead.
>You sit Dawn back on your lap, put the popcorn within her reach, and start up the movie.
>But out of the three, only one is your concern.
>The little girl in your lap.
>You’re positioned like before, but this time you wrap your arms around her belly, pulling into a behind hug.
>Comfortable from doing this position before, she barely notices you hugging her, and she merely repositions herself slightly to get comfortable in your grasp.
>Her weight is centered mostly on your crotch from her bottom, pushing that soft mound against your constricted manhood.
>She intently watches the movie, grabbing a handful of popcorn every once in awhile.
>Slowly but surely, you move the shirt up until it’s all wrinkled up against her and you can look down to see her panties.
>For someone so young, her thighs are delicious.
>You scoot forward a little bit and lean back, leaning her back a little too.
>Dawn spreads her legs a little bit, and you rest a hand on her thigh.
>Dear god, it’s so soft.
>You want to let her get used to your hand there before you start anything else
>Dawn, after eating some more popcorn, licks her fingers clean.
>You watch with awe as her tongue licks her first finger clean, her tiny tongue flicking at it.
>With her middle finger, she puts it completely in her mouth, sucking it hard, and quiet slurping sounds are barely heard over the movie.
>Taking out her finger, you can see it’s slick with saliva, even more so than her other finger.
>She seems unaware of the lewdness of her act.
>You grit your teeth as you force yourself to hold back.
>Even still, you let yourself begin sliding your hand up and down her soft, plush thigh earlier than you would normally.
>It’s so smooth as well, almost letting you glide over her skin.
>From the way her body is relaxing and heating up, you can assume she’s enjoying it, though you doubt she knows why.
>Multiple times, you fingers get mere centimetres away from her panties.
>Unconfident in going that far yet, you resign to lightly knead her thigh, giving her a slight massage.
>She moves again, pushing up against you, putting her head besides your neck.
>You get an even better view, and you place your hand on her other thigh, slightly spreading her legs more.
>Your breath gets more heavy, your face gets more hot, your heart starts pounding on your chest, and your dick could carve diamonds.
>”Mmnf.” A muffled sound comes from her mouth as she adjusts, rubbing up more against your hardness.
>”Stop poking me, Anon.”
>Dawn seems to notice with both hands on her thighs, you have no fingers to poke her with.
>You grunt as she picks herself off to examine her seat.
>Dawn is on all fours beside you on the couch, looking at the bulge in your pants.
>You’re unsure of how she’ll react, but it pleasantly surprises you.
>Curiosity overtakes her, and she pokes it.
>Your hips instinctively jolt, making her flinch back.
>”What is that?”
>She doesn’t know.
>Perfect.
>But even so, you still don’t believe she’s comfortable enough yet.
>Better to play it safe.
“Sorry, I’ll fix it for you, okay?”
>You push your erection down between your legs, making your lap flat, though the bulge is still obscenely apparent.
>She looks concerned for a moment, but decides to sit back on your lap anyway.
>This time, you place your palm against her stomach, rubbing it gently, wrinkling the shirt against the pressure.
>The other hand falls between her legs, forearm resting on her thigh, your thumb one twitch away from contact with her panties.
>You let that hand sit there, and focus on the rubbing with the other one.
>Gradually, your hand travels up Dawn’s chest, until you’re at her undeveloped breasts.
>You feel your fingers brush against the nubs many times as you draw circles with your fingers.
>She shudders, and whispers to you.
>”What are you doin’?”
“Does it feel good?”
>She pauses for a second while you continue what you’re doing.
>”Mhm.”
>While she’s focused on that, you slide your other hand up so that your thumb is resting against her panties.
>They’re plush, the texture wraps and grabs your thumb, and you feel heat emanating from them.
>You do so hoping she’ll get used to the touch, and bring attention back to her chest.
>Your middle finger traces her right nipple, and you notice her chest starting to rise and fall more often, breaths getting heavier.
>Heat grows more intense between the two of you.
>Unfortunately, the movie is at its finale, and even though Dawn has seemed to lose some focus of it, you know it’ll put an end to your fondling session.
>You need a way to make this proceed at least somewhat naturally.
>After a couple minutes of thinking, and the movie is seconds away from its credits, you come up with something.
“It’s getting late, we need to take a bath.”
>Dawn stops leaning on you and stretches her arms into the air, yawning.
>She turns to look at you, and you can see she’s slightly flushed.
>”Mmkay.”
>You grab her sides and lift her off you, and lead her into the upstairs bathroom.
>Starting up the bath, you tell her you both need to undress.
>You watch her intently as she fumbles with the oversized shirt, and her hair gets frizzed and messy by the time its off.
“Need help taking off the rest?”
>The moment of truth.
>She nods, and looks down at you while you kneel before her.
>You quickly look her up and down.
>She’s holding her hands up against her chest nervously, obscuring her nipples.
>Her legs shake lightly, showing signs of uncertainty.
>Grabbing the sides of her panties, you look up to her again for final approval.
>It won’t work if both parties aren’t sure of it.
>Your eyes say to her, “stop me if you want,” but she doesn’t do anything.
>Gulping, you savour the moment as you slowly take it off.
>You hold back a gasp as you finally catch glimpse of her privates.
>Hairless, smooth, just a thin pink slit with a cute little sensitive button.
>You hold your breath and stare as you finally completely undress her, throwing her socks to the side as well.
“Alright, my turn.”
>The only sound in the room is the running water of the bath as your undress in front of this naked girl before you.
>Mist fills the air from the warm water as Dawn stares, wide eyed as you throw your shirt to the side.
>You begin to unbuckle your pants, but Dawn stops you, and you fear you’ve went too far.
>”C-can I do it?”
>You’re slightly taken aback, but regain composure and motion her forwards.
>You see her gulp, as she takes a step forward.
>Her head only just goes about your crotch, and looks down slightly to see what she’s doing.
>She fumbles with the belt for a moment, before sliding it off.
>Dawn pulls the pants down with sudden force, and stands back, letting it lower by itself.
>Her hands go behind her back as they fall, and you kick your feet free leaving you with only your boxers on.
>Dawn stares at the bulge straining against the fabric.
“Wanna jump in the bath first?”
>She continues staring for a moment, before coming back to reality and hurriedly jumping into the bath, causing a splash and ripples in the water.
>Your back is to Dawn as your finally slide off your undergarments, now naked in room with her.
>With one swift motion, you turn around and slide into the bath.
>Dawn mouth gapes as she oogles your crotch, while you lean back, resting your arms on either side of the bath.
>Your erection pokes out of the water, standing tall and proud, the hardest it’s ever been at this little girl’s attention.
>”W-what is…” Dawn’s voice falters, trailing off, her face flushed.
“You did this, you know.”
>”I did…?”
>You chuckle lightly to yourself, reason now forlorn.
“Dawn, do you like me?” Your legs spread around her, reaching the other end of the tub.
>”Mhm.” She affirms.
”Do you want to make me happy?”
>She nods again.
>You grab your member and give it a light couple strokes.
“It would make me really happy if you touched this.”
>She takes a few breaths, eyes glancing from you to little anon before she slowly moves forwards.
>Your knees raise, raising above the water and resting against the end of the tub.
>She puts on hand on your thigh, leaning into your crotch, face mere inches away from your erection.
>”I-it twitched.”
>Dawn looks up to you, and with one final nod of approval, she grabs your member.
>You instantly let out a moan of relief.
>Her soft, cushiony hand delicately wraps around it, barely fitting, and she moves it side to side to examine it, testing out the resistance.
>”It’s big…” She mumbles to herself, fully enamored with the object in her hands.
>Self Esteem: Boosted to full.
>She copies what you did earlier, and gives your shaft a few experimental gentle strokes.
>Dawn is mesmerized by what she see’s, her slow strokes pleasuring you far more than you ever dreamed they would.
>She repositions herself quickly, getting on her knees in front of you.
>You lean back and spread your legs more to give her better access.
>Now she uses 2 hands.
>You throw your head back and moan, pleasure coursing through you as she rubs your member.
>Your hips start humping slightly, wanting more.
>A little bit of precum comes out, and she looks at the milky white substance with curiosity.
>Reason leaving you, you suggest something to her.
“You can lick it as well.”
>Her eyes widen as if it’s an earth shattering revelation.
>She gulps, then sticks her tongue out.
>Tentatively, she leans forward, and with a quick flick of the tongue, licks the tip of your shaft.
>Electricity shoots through you, and you hold back a loud moan, not wanting to scare her.
>She leans back and analyzes the taste, eyes looking nowhere in consideration.
>”Tastes weird.”
“Not terrible though, right?”
>Thank god you love pineapple.
>”Can I have some more?” She inquires.
>The simple act of her saying that aroused you enough to spit out some more pre.
“~nmf, keep licking and you’ll get a whole lot more.”
>Putting both hands aside to keep her up, she leans forward and begins licking your cock.
>Her tongue dances around your tip, little trickles of saliva mixing in with the precum beginning to flow out at the sexual torture.
>The flicks of the tongue drive you mad, teasing you, and your dick twitches over and over in pleasure.
>Precum flows out, and Dawn licks it all up greedily.
>”It tastes so good…” She moans.
>She looks at you half lidded, licks a trail up your shaft, and says something to you.
>”I need more~” She begs.
“And so do I” You whisper to yourself.
>You stop her, putting a hand on her head.
“Dawn, put it in your mouth.”
>”Hmm?”
“Open your mouth.”
>She complies immediately, opening her mouth and showing you the inside of the slick wet fuckhole she calls a mouth.
“Now take my cock, and put it in your mouth.”
>She understands after a couple seconds, opens her mouth as wide as possible, and begins swallowing your shaft.
“Good girl,” You coo, “No biting, just licking.”
>You begin gently pushing down, but she only makes it a little before halfway before meeting resistance.
>Dawn chokes on your member, shaking her head to try and get further, but to no avail.
>Eventually, she tries to pull up, and you let her go, not wanting to force her down further.
>A light layer of saliva covers the first half of your shaft, dripping down to lower layers.
>You’re not satisfied yet.
>You shuffle around and pick Dawn up, standing up yourself.
“Just getting into a better position.”
>Not bothering to dry yourself, you step outside the tub and sit Dawn on the toilet.
>You admire her lewd wet body and her flushed face, even young still realizing that primal desire inside her.
>While she’s sitting on the toilet, her mouth is level with your member.
>You grab a handful of the back of her hair, and pull her towards your shaft.
“Kiss it, please.”
>She obeys, giving a light, teasing kiss.
>It sends a shiver down your spine, electricity flowing through you and spurring you on.
>You press the tip against her mouth, and she opens her mouth, allowing you to force your shaft in.
“Make sure to use your tongue, watch the teeth.”
>You give her orders, and she follows them to the best of your ability.
>You lightly hump, needed her to get comfortable to the first half of your shaft before forcing more in.
>Her tongue rolls around, clumsily coating your shaft with a fresh coat of saliva.
>Her warm tunnel feels like heaven, and in the middle of your ecstasy, you pull her head forward and begin forcing more in.
“You’re making me feel really good, keep going.”
>The words of encouragement help her along as you force your way through.
>Still, she’s still young, and you can only get so far before you feel it hit a wall.
>She chokes, and you push her back quickly, before pulling her forward again.
>You find a rhythm, and the length she can take, and begin picking up speed.
>You’re in complete control, and she holds onto your hips to stabilize as her mouth is being used for your pleasure.
>You pump in and out of her cute, girlish mouth, gritting your teeth in pleasure while she submits to you.
>She moans into your dick, sending vibrations and another wave of pleasure through you.
>One hand of hers travels downwards, between her legs, causing another moan.
>You feel a familiar churning, and you realize you don’t have much time left.
>You look down to see her cute, innocent eyes looking up at you, half-lidded, signs of pleasure and horniess.
>You realise how you want this to end.
>A couple thrusts later, you pull out.
“Open you mouth wide and stick out your tongue.”
>Dawn obediently complies , and with your member lubricated with her saliva, you stroke your shaft furiously in front of her.
“I’m gunna cum, keep that mouth open!”
>”Aaah.”
>Dawn is just too much for you.
>Thick semen fires out, shooting into her mouth, and covering her face in ropes of cum.
>One eye closes as cum shoots over it, and more and more comes out, more than you ever thought you had, covering her flat chest and dripping off her chin.
>You slow your stroking down, calming down after the amazing high of that orgasm.
>But Dawn had other plans in mind.
>She closes her mouth, swishing around before swallowing the load you shot in her mouth.
>Dawn cups the cum dripping down her chest in her tiny hands and brings them up to her mouth, licking it, and sucking her finger tips clean.
>She smiles up at you with lips still slippery and wet with cum.
>It kept you hard, and you realized you weren’t done just yet, especially when you saw her hand going to town on her privates.
>You kneeled down between her legs and spread those smooth, slender thighs.
>”I feel tingly down there…” She pants.
“You did really good, so I’m going to reward you, okay?”
>Dawn spreads her legs more and scoots forwards, giving you full access to her good.
>You trail your tongue gently up her smooth hairless thigh, making sure to make this last as long as possible.
>Teasingly, you trace circles around her slit with your tongue, and barely graze the folds of her girlhood with your lips.
>Dawn pants more, cooing at you.
>”Hah, H-aah~, A~anon…” One hand travels up and cups her almost non-existent breasts, one finger tracing the nipple.
>With two index fingers, you spread the lips of her girlhood, looking inside with lustful eyes.
>A sweet salmon pink colour, pleasant to the eyes and the nose as a sweet, musky smell assaults you.
>Give lightly moans at the action, and you can hold back no more.
>You drag your tongue up her slit, putting special attention of the little joy button at the top.
>Her whole body trembles, and she brings a hand to her mouth as you get to work.
>You slide over the folds, caressing and loving her taste, licking up the juices starting to flow out of her.
>You pull away slightly, letting your hot breath run over her crotch.
>”Mmmnf, your tongue feels so weird...” She whines.
>Her hips buck at the warmth, hoping to get more attention from your tongue.
>You oblige, and her hips buck again at the licking assault, the saliva and juices getting her slick and wet.
>Your tongue pushes into her, fighting against the resistance of her unused and untouched girlhood.
>She whimpers at the pleasure, fighting back an embarrassing moan.
>”I-if you keep going, I-I think I’ll- Ah!” She gasps.
>With much perseverance, you get through, and start sliding your wet muscle in deeper and deeper.
>The taste is overwhelming, and your brain tells you that you absolutely need more of it.
>Your tongue wriggles and squirms in her mouth, her juices combine with your saliva to slick the most intimate parts of her wet.
>Dawn squirms at your actions, and you find a special spot that causes her to buck more, rewarding you with even more of her delicious nectar.
>Her whole body trembles in pleasure as you carefully caress that sensitive spot, her legs tensing up and wrapping around you.
>She closes her eyes and cries out in intense pleasure, using both hands to force you deeper inside her, your nose smushed against her.
>You’re more than happy to comply, and start putting more force into your oral exam.
>You grab two handfuls of her plush bottom and pull her closer to you, assisting her.
>”A-ah!~ An-nooooon!”
>Dawn cries out, her whole body shuddering as an intense orgasm flows through her, and her delicious honeypot fills your mouth with her sweet nectar.
>Dawn crumble over you as she waits for the orgasm to subside, and you give light little licks to help her ride it out.
>Moments later, the grip on her legs free, and you’re able to pull back.
>Your face pulls away with a smack, juices covering the area around your mouth and her girlhood, few trails connecting the two.
>Dawn looks up at you with heavy, misty eyes, seemingly asking for more.
>You realize at this point that you’re both covered in each others cum.
>While that little event got you going again, you were going to have to wait.
>You lift her chin up slightly, and give a light kiss on a clean part of her forehead.
>You gently pick up her near-limp body, and she sighs contently in your embrace.
>The girls cute, really cute.
>You sit down back in the top, leaning back in the water.
>Dawn lays on your chest, looking dazed.
>Your erection lay inches away from girlhood, but you’re not so cruel as to do ‘that’ now.
>A little bit of cleansing later, the water gets filthy, so you decide to drain the tub, sit down and use the detachable shower head.
>Dawn sits between your legs as you wash her hair and soap her up, and you try to keep calm and just clean.
>”What was that?” Dawn suddenly says.
“What do you mean?”
>”That thing with your tongue made me feel really good,” She looks up at you, “Did I pee?”
“N-no, it was called an orgasm, what came out was your ‘cum’.”
>”Cum.” She repeats.
>”Will you make organism again?”
>You chuckle lightly, and kiss her forehead again.
“Sure thing sweetie, but later.”
>She smiles, and rests in your arms to let you finish cleaning her.
>By the end, she’s dazed and tired, and you have to help her dry off.
>You slide on her panties and socks as she starts dozing off.
“Now where can you sleep…”
>”Anon, can I sleep with you?”
>You didn’t even consider it, but you say it’s fine.
>Dawn grabs your neck as you lift her up, her chest against your, resting her head on your shoulders.
>You carry her like that to your bedroom, and you hear her make a little content noise.
>You gently lay her on your bed, and slide in beside her.
>Laying on your back next to her, you turn off the lamp and the whole room turns dark.
>After a couple seconds of silence, Dawn speaks up.
>”I’m scared of the dark.” She mumbles.
>You respond by pulling her close, and she ends up laying almost completely on your body.
>Her head rests against your chest, shaking her head to burrow deeper against you.
>Face down, cuddled up to you, she falls asleep almost instantly.
>You wrap an arm around her, and follow her to dreamland soon after.
>Morning arrives, though it's hard to tell.
>You awake to find Dawn drooling on you.
>The room is only slightly lit, dim light pouring in from the window.
>You slide out from under her, placing a pillow in her arms.
>You change into proper clothes, and head downstairs.
>While starting up breakfast, you turn on the radio.
>It's fuzzy, but you hear there's another tornado warning, and that everyone should stay inside.
>How bout that?
>Soon after, Dawn trudges downstairs, holding a thin fleece blanket around her, with a bad case of bedhead.
>She rubs her eyes and looks up at you sleepily.
>You're going to get diabetes if you stare too long.
“Hey Dawn, how does pancakes sound?”
>She immediately lights up.
>”Ya!”
>She sits down, resting the blanket on her shoulders down her back as you put a big pancake on her plate, and she greedily pours syrup all over it, digging in.
>By the time you have the next pancake ready, she's already devoured the first one.
>”More!”
>Her cavernous stomach takes 2 more giant pancakes to sate, and she leans back in the chair rubbing her tummy.
>”Thank you Anon.” She smiles.
>You smile back, and notice a bit of syrup on her cheek.
>Licking your thumb, you rub it off her as she squirms.
“There, all clean.”
>She sticks her tongue out at you and runs into the living room, the blanket billowing behind her.
>”I wanna watch another movie.” She says, flopping down on the couch.
“I dunno...”
>”Pleaaase?” She looks up at you with puppy dog eyes.
>Just wanting to see that, you put in a movie and sit down next to her.
>You place the blanket over the two of you, and she cuddles up next to you as you place an arm over her.
>It's not long before she's back to sleep in your embrace, snoring lightly.
>Content, you break away and let her rest some more on the couch as you go through the rest of your daily activities.
>About an hour later, Dawn making noises in her sleep catches your attention.
>You think it's a nightmare, but at a closer look, it's something else entirely.
>Her face is flushed, her legs rubbing up against each other as she squirms, moaning lightly.
>”Anon, m-more...” She mumbles.
>You didn't even know girls...
>Dawn suddenly wakes up with a gasp, sitting up weakly.
>One hand falls between her legs and she starts rubbing herself through her panties.
>She looks up at you half-lidded, dazed and blushing.
>”Anon, can you make me feel good again?”
>The situation throws you off guard for a second.
>Though something in your pants clearly knows what it wants.
“D-do you want me to lick-”
>Dawn cuts you off as she gasps again and moans as her fingers press into her panties.
>”N-no, I need something else.”
>Her chest puffs out and legs spread, crying out in another moan.
>”Please, he-help me Anon.”
>Realizing what she truly needs, you pick her up bridal style and head to the bedroom.
“I'm going to help you.”
>You lay her on the bed, and she relaxes into the comforter.
>Reminds you off those body pillows.
“I'll make you happy.”
>Standing over her, she looks so innocent, so vulnerable, so cute.
>You plan to make this good for her.
>You get on top of her, holding yourself up.
>Cupping one cheek in your hand, you lean forwards for a kiss on the lips.
>On contact, electricity shoots through the two of you, spurring you on to kiss her again and again.
>You slide a tongue in, and her eyes widen with surprise.
>Your tongue explores the depths of her mouth, running your tongue over hers, making sure to leave no place untouched.
>Dawn moans into your mouth, resting there and enjoying as you press into her more.
>You pull away every once in a while to let you two catch a breath, before you go right back in for more.
>It seems to last forever, just the two of you swapping spit.
>Her tongue, before sitting by idly, starts to fight back, struggling to win back any kind of dominance.
>It's all for naught, and you slide two arms under her as you kiss her even deeper.
>She's more than happy to submit to you.
>Satisfied, you finally break the kiss, and stare into her eyes, both of you panting.
>They seem confused, never seeing nor feeling anything like this, but not opposed to the sensation.
>You weren't about to stop there though.
>You start kissing down her body, sucking her neck to licking down to her nipples.
>Dawn cutely squirms as you suck on her nipple, one hand squeezing and rubbing the other pink nub.
>With a light nibble, she almost screams, and you proceed further down her smooth, delicate skin.
>Finally, you reach her crotch, and her panties are soaked with her juices, and a simple press of the finger causing her to buck her hips, wanting, no, needing more.
>You slide off the panties to examine the sopping mess of her girlhood.
>The juices drip down onto the sheets, marking the fact that she was here.
>You almost can't hold back, and you undress.
>It would be foolish to just stick it in.
>You rub your cock against her folds, slicking your rod wet with juices.
>You teasingly graze the lips of her girlhood with your rod, causing her to writhe under you.
>Looking down at her for final approval, you see her holding her arms up to you, drool running down her cheek, and a happy expression adorned on her face.
>She wants you to hold her.
>Eager to make her as happy as possible, you grab her waist and lift her up.
>You get into a new position, sitting down on the bed with your back to the headboard, and Dawn on your lap, her knees bent and legs parallel to yours.
>Your shaft presses against your stomach as she grinds against it, lubricating it even more.
>Dawn looks down at your rod with wonder and lust, but you grab her chin and gently lift it up to look at you.
>You stare into her eyes, and ask her a simple question.
“Are you sure?”
>She nods.
“Then hold on me tight, it's going to be a bumpy ride.”
>Dawn throws your arms around your neck and pulls herself in for a kiss.
>While she does that, you lift her up and begin dropping her down on your thick shaft.
>One hand grabs the soft mound of her butt while another holds her up by the back as your tip presses against her tight entrance
>She winces as you start to press in, clinging to you harder.
>You gently pet her hair as you whisper into her ear.
“Just relax and let me inside you.”
>You keep whispering to her, and your words eventually calm her down, and let you stuff her more.
>You drop her down further, impaling her on your shaft.
>Dawn whimpers, feeling every ridge and vein as her tight canal wraps around you, constricting and tugging, trying to milk you as your push in further.
>Pain and pleasure course through her as her before unused pussy is filled with your shaft.
>Blood soon comes out, signaling that you've broken her hymen.
>And that you've truly taken her virginity.
>Your rod halfway in, you ask her if she still wants to keep on going.
>She looks up with you, a tear in her eye but a smile on her face, and tells you to continue.
>Wiping the tear off her face, you start to slowly move her along your shaft.
>You try to get her used to half of your shaft before going in further.
>She squirms and moans appreciably as your tip caresses her insides, her sweet nectar pouring out of her girlhood down your shaft.
>That encourages you to push down further and further every couple of thrusts.
>She moans as you grunt, hugging you even further.
“You're doing so good sweetie.”
>Those words help to spur her on to take you down further.
>After many minutes, she's able to sit down without assistance, her girlhood having completely swallowed your shaft
>The only sounds in the room are her pants, and you feel her hot breath hit you.
>You massage her rump and run your fingers through her hair as she starts loving the feeling.
>The feeling of being in your grasp and being completely full of your shaft.
>Your body rest against one another, heat circulating and making you both sweat.
>The scent from her flows into your nose, driving you mad with desire.
>”Shoo g-guud...” She can barely articulate words.
>You lift her off your cock slowly, leaving just the tip in, making her whine with desire.
>Before she begs for more, you let her drop.
>Her hips meet yours with a loud slap, and she cries out in pleasure. 
>You're in complete control, pumping into her at a moderate pace as she mumbles incoherently, lust overwhelming her senses, her tongue lolling out.
>”Haah, H-aah, mooar...~”
>You impale her again, and grunt.
“Ask me to fuck you.” you say through gritted teeth.
>”Fuksh meeee...” She begs.
>You start picking up speed, slamming her tight girlhood with just enough force not to hurt.
>”Aah, AAH!” She cries out and moans repeatedly.
>Her already warm insides get even hotter, spurring you on further.
>You don't know where you got the strength to lift her up and down to fuck her near-limp body, but you hardly care.
>”Fuksh, Fuksh, Fuksh...” She says over and over, associating the word with pleasure.
>You two are fully concentrated on your love making, wanting nothing more then to be next to each other.
“I love you.” You whisper.
>Her insides suddenly constrict, holding your shaft hostage inside her.
>”ey luvh ooou tuuu...” She says before you pull her into a kiss.
>She moan is heard through the kiss as whole body shudders, a powerful orgasm rocks her.
>You can do nothing but kiss her as her girlhood holds you captive, her juices flowing out past your shaft, spurting out down her thighs and onto you.
>She falls limp against you, your manhood still inside her.
>You were so close to finishing too.
>Even though she seems satisfied, sighing happily against you, you still need to get off.
>You grab her rump with two hands, and lift her off your cock.
>Before slamming back down again.
>She gasps, and grabs onto your arm tightly as you mercilessly pound her.
>Her tongue runs against your chest, licking up sweat.
>You buck your hips against pushing her rump down, meeting halfway and increasing the speed.
>The sounds of slapping echo in the room, her soft cheeks rippling against your every thrust.
>”Dun shtop, dun...” She trails off.
>Unfortunately, you feel churning in your full orbs.
>You've held out far longer than you thought possible.
>With one last pump, you hold her against you and let loose.
>”ANON!” She cries out as you pump her full of pearly white cum.
>You paint her walls white, and she writhes around as you fill her, too much for her little body to take.
>As you tell it starts to be too much for her, you lift her off.
>Cum drips out of her as you continue erupting, covering both your stomachs in your cum.
>Both your love juices combine, both inside and outside of her.
>You both fall back on the bed in each others embrace, panting heavily.
>”I love you Anon...”
“I love you too, Dawn.” You whisper to her as she falls asleep from overstimulation.
>She leaves you to clean everything, including sheet and washing both of you off.
>After waking up, you promise her you'll do it again after she asks you, and you both share a quick kiss.
>For the rest of the day, you play video games with her, until the storm knocks out the power, when there you decide to take out a flashlight and read her a good old fashioned book.
>Even in the dark, the good mood coursing through the two of you doesn't falter, and by the end of the day you're both giggling happily in bed, the day passed and night arrived.
>With another loving kiss and sharing some words, you both fall asleep.
>Words you weren't sure you would had shared with anyone.
AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA