Disclaimer: This story is partially/mostly based on real events. This gives you all a bit more insight into the “real play” with me. Some elements have been turned more into your usual erotica narrative, same with some dialogue. Mostly because I can’t recall all the spoken details haha. Enjoy.
When standing next to her I feel like a towering presence. I’m older. Taller. Heavier. Broader. Stronger. When I hold her in my arms it feels like I could snap her in half. Break her to pieces. Torture her oh so fucking easily. Just this cute little goth-doll. Easy to break. Manhandle. Throw around. But generally speaking I hold her with care and kindness. Let her cuddle up to me and literally disappear in my arms. Just this small bundle of energy tucked away in my arms. Pressed against my chest. Nuzzling away against my warmth.
That was the case when we first did a session. Lots of hugging and cuddling. But also some gentle guidance.
Her eyes pleading for more. Desperate for my touch. Desperate to please. Service. Be good for me. And I toyed around with that. I teased her. Played with gentle or dirty touches. Turned her into a needy and craving mess. Even before play started.
But there was also an element of “older Dom guiding poor innocent little girl” and “corrupting this cute dolled up little goth girl”. And she was dolled up for sure. Lips all dark-red. Mascara on point. Fully dressed in this black skirt/dress combo. Something that felt out of a vampire movie for sure. Twirling around and running in my arms oh so excitedly. While I pushed her on her knees. Told her to sniff, lick and worship my cock. At one point even pressed my balls and ass against her face.
Some moments she resisted. Fearful eyes combined with a drippy pussy. Other moments she desperately, and almost tooo excitedly, jumped in. Devouring my cock even if she could barely fit it in her mouth. Ruining her lipstick and smearing it all over my dick and gone in a sloppy display of oral-service.
And she continued. Even if after 10..20..30 minutes her jaw was sore. She struggled. It was new. Too much. So I grabbed her by the hair. Pulled her back. Gave her guidance. Told her to slow down. How to continue. Rough acts, led by kind words. Praise. Teasing. Reassurance. Bullying. (a wedgie or two to make this little goth doll squirm isn’t a bad idea now is it?)
And obviously little breaks in between to drink, cuddle and discuss what had happened during play.
But then came the pussy-fucking. Again. Both fully tested. Her on birthcontrol. Let’s do it raw. Which is not something I do often. Dom-drop usually prevents me so. As thoughts and worries and anxieties can take over. But we tried. First went the fingers, how much she squirmed and whimpered. Sobbing while digging her nails into my arms. Then came the lube. Just in case. I didn’t want to make her suffer more than needed. And finally I lifted up her short legs and threw them over my shoulders. For an imaginary bystander that must have looked so hot. So filthy. This younger little goth doll. Short. On her back. Legs up high. Eyes filled with fear. Face flushed with excitement. Hairy little pussy soaked. And me. A larger individual. Rough hands pinning her down. Mounting her small frame. Holding her in place.
And then I pushed myself in. The tip slowly went in. Her body convulsed. Her hips bucked. She whimpered and sobbed. “Au! It’s- so big! Fuaacckkkkk.” She exclaimed with her eyes glued to mine.
I smiled. A sadistic grin appearing on my face. “It’s.. only the tip little slut? I’m not actually fully in yet.”
Her eyes widened in fear. “B-but fuck. S-sir?! It’s so big?! I-I can’t. It’s too much. It won’t fit.” She rambled quickly beneath her shaky breath.
I leaned in closer. Smirking from ear to ear. “Don’t you worry. You just stay still and be a good toy. I’ll make it fit.”
In that moment I fed from her fear. From the tears. From her terrified expression. As I pushed myself in deeper. Slow and careful. As I tried to push myself in. Feeling myself already completely filling her up. While my cock was only half-way in. Feeling the brush against her cervix. Feeling my cock throb inside of her. Pushing to the side. Searching for space for the rest of my length. Until I had managed to slowly push in around 70/80% of my cock. Groaning and huffing in delight.
“Seeeee, that wiill do. Look at you taking it so well for me. How does my cock feel?” I growled while I started my thrusting. Fucking into her while holding her legs against my shoulders, occasionally pushing them down onto hers as I literally folded her in half. Wrapping my hand around her throat. Hands on her hip. Pulling her into me by the hips. Fucking her with a majority of my cock. And feeling her stretch and suffer beneath me like the pathetic little fucktoy she is. For me at least.
After a bit her moans got louder. Eyes fixated on me. Still sobbing in pain and pleasure. Face flushed red and in heat. Softly she kept muttering things like “oh fuck.. oh fuck. Au. Au. Fuck. More.” And “oh god. Sir. It’s so big. I’m…Being stretched. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Until her muttering activated my sadistic side even further. I grabbed my pair of boxers from beside me. Fabric moist with sweat and pre-cum. Sweaty and filthy. Used and worn during hours of play. Strongly the material reeked of cock, sweat, ass and musk. Of sex. Pure. Animalistic. Sex. And then.. with boxers in hand. I pushed the musky fabric against her face. Covering her in it. Smothering her face. Silencing her moans. As I held it in place.
“Such a tight little goth-slut. Look at how pathetic you are? Sniffing the boxers of an older Dom. Sniffing the musk of his ass and cock. Getting corrupted by my writings and now suffering under my fat cock. You love this don’t you?” I growled at her.
“Y-yes Sir. Yes…” she hissed back her tight pussy wrapping and twitching around my cock.
After a bit I let go of the boxers. Assuming she would let go of the dirty fabric as I continued pounding her. Closer and closer to my orgasm. Instead she held onto it tighter. Pushing it against her own face and taking big fucking whiffs while she got her guts rearranged by a cock far too big for her little hole. We both smiled. Warm and sweaty we continued fucking, until I warned her that I was getting close.
Her eyes widened. The boxers pushed aside. “Please. Please. Dont pull out. Enjoy me Sir. Cum in me Sir. Please.” She said swiftly in desperation.
“Yeah? You want me to cum inside?” I hissed back while feeling my tip throb in her.
“Yesssss!!” She hissed back. “Don’t pull out. Cum inside my young pussy. Cum in me. It’s safe. Fill my pussy up without worry. Shoot your older cum inside my tight young little pussy. It’s your choice Sir. Do whatever you desire. But I’d love your cum in me.” She pleaded.
I growled. Continued thrusting. Pushed her down more. Legs wrapped around me. “Fucking take it little slut.” I growled: before pushing my cock all the way inside. Her eyes rolling up. Mouth open wide. A gasp of pleasure and pain. As my cock pulsates inside of her. Pumping wave after wave of cum inside her. Until I leaned back and pulled out. My seed throbbing onto the bed and gushing out of her as she gasped. Both hands cupping her own pussy.
“T-thank you sir for the load.” She whispered.
I smiled. “See? I made it fit.”
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