NZKitten
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Joined: 11/21/2010 Status: offline
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Hi everyone, I am new to writing and hope you all enjoy reading this - please do let me know what you think Thank you NZkitten Train station - our first meeting I ask you to meet me at the train station, I’m scared. You willingly offer to escort me to your place. The train ride in my body is tingling with a sensation of pins and needles. I use every ounce of control I have to keep myself from crying – fearful but excited. I see you, waiting for me, I rush to you embracing you, and I press my body against you. The train station is busy hundreds of people rushing by us, yet time stands still, you pull me in tight against you all my fears melt away as our lips meet. We are the only two people on earth. You kiss me with gentle moist kisses. My body against yours – your excitement grows, I move against you, my hips moving gently, you hold me tight. I move my lips away from yours and bury my head against your neck. My breaths are hard and controlled as I try to control my climax. You pull me close to you – even tighter – I let out a little cry – bury my head against your neck – you feel the heat of my breath against your skin as my body responds to your body, my breaths quicken I have no other choice but to surrender to you, my nectar flows… you hold me close to you. I look up at you, tears well in my eyes; you brush the hair from my face as if to say it’s ok, you approve – you are not angry that I lost control – lam your baby girl, you love me. Together we walk back to the bus stop, we wait for the bus, the whole time you’re holding me near you strong arms wrapped around me. I am embarrassed by my display in the train station, my checks are rosy red, I snuggle in against you. You protect me and hold me close. The bus arrives, we board – you pay. We find a seat and together we make the journey to your house We arrive at your house, we walk me in, we bypass the living room and go straight to your bedroom – your room is simple – no hanging crosses, no cages – I relax. I sit on our bed, you lay on the bed. I am feeling shy my face is red; I’m still damp from the train station. I slip my shoes off and join you on the bed. I feel like a virgin. I am not sure what to expect. I cuddle into you still trying to hide my blushing face even though we are completely alone now. You cup my face with your hands and gently angle my face towards yours – our eyes connect – I am consumed by you, I stubble into the deepness, darkness of your eyes for what feels like hours. You tell me I have amazing eyes. I blush, my skin burning form the heat of my embarrassment. Why am I so shy? Why am I so scared? I am not a virgin – yet I feel unequipped for the wonderment you offer. I’m in love with you, I have been from the moment we meet, I am scared. You tell me there is no rush, you promise to take your time. My body is screaming for you to be inside me – my body moving against you – you know it’s coming again so you hold me tight as I climax again. I apologize; you ask me why I am sorry? I am sorry because I’m scared, I am sorry I can’t control myself around you, I’m sorry I can’t control my climax, I’m scared of what level you will take me to – I am weak and stand no chance of denying you anything you desire – I am yours you own me. Your hands pull my hips tightly against yours – fully clothed we move against each other, I cannot help but climax against you. My hot with your heat and my nectar flowing. You side your hands up my skirt and feel the simple cotton of my underwear against your hand. My hip still moving against yours, you lay me on my back, your hand moves around and cups my pussy – you can feel my heat though the cotton of my underwear. You slip you hand under the soft cotton and gently stoke my heat my body moving against your hand. Then you slide you finger inside my lips, you finger disappears into the pool of my nectar – I have lost control, you are my master my daddy. You run your finger around my clit my body responding to your affection… I climax, my legs close trapping your hand inside me, my body violently bucks towards you I hold you tight against me and let out a scream… my nectar flows, dripping from me. I release the grip of your finger, you bring your finger – dripping in my nectar to your mouth and taste me. You have tasted my nectar, my body weak, you hold me close. My eyes well with tears, you wipe the tears from my check and say “Its ok baby girl” “baby girl you deserve pleasure” I blush, my face burns. I try to hide my face into your chest, you don’t allow this. You cup my face with your hands and raise my face to yours, our eyes lock. My sight is blurred (I am not wearing my glasses) and my eyes are red and burning with my tears, I am ashamed, who am I to deserve your love and attention? My nectar dripping from me, I’m making a mess on your freshly made bed – you’re not concerned – you are enchanted by the way my body moves and responds to your touch. You are so strong, so wise. I’m just a child in your world, but I wish to learn, I want you to teach me daddy. May I enter your world? Will you take me by the hand and lead me? Can we make this journey together? Perhaps you are frustrated? I have had so much pleasure from your touch, but what pleasure do you have? I know I have been selfish – I know your experience – your years are much greater than mine, I want to please you, worship you – but in your world I am a child. You know the concerns I have, as I have iced over a little, my grip has softened. I do not wish to tease you, I know you deserve more, what are you expecting? For our first meeting? You pull me in closer to you and you say “Baby girl, there is no rush” “baby girl I love you” I believe you – I trust you. We lay still partly dressed on your bed, my nectar dripping from me “But daddy – I want to please you” “You do baby girl – you do” You caress my face with your hand – such gentleness – you’re so strong – I love you. Hours pass – you know this journey is going to be a long one, but you’re not concerned, you’re in no rush, you’re enjoying the journey we have embarked on.
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