Going Nova - S01 E37

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Going Nova - S01 E37

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 37

She fantasized about it splashing over her face, and glazing her pussy. Though her mom had already given her a dose, she felt the need for more.

She popped Hazel's nipple out of her mouth and spoke. "Mom, I think I need more medicine."

Hazel inhaled slowly, her breath shuddering, and spoke quietly. "Yeah?"

Brie nodded back silently.

"Okay, let's go upstairs and get you as much as you need." She grasped her daughter and heaved herself up off the chair. She carried Brie in her arms and left the room.

Both Warrick and Elsie stared at the two of them, following their path intently, as they crossed the room and exited through the doorway. As soon as Hazel had left the room, the two remaining paramours dispensed with their reticence with reckless abandon. Warrick's hands moved along underneath Elsie's shirt directly to her front side. His touch was firm, and he rubbed across her fit tummy and headed upwards to grope the slight mounds of her small tits. She cooed and arched backwards, thrusting her chest out and craning her neck around to speckle his chin and jaw with kisses. His hands circled and massaged her modest breasts. He grasped her aching nipples. She raised her arms slightly and Warrick instantly got the hint and stripped her shirt right over her head in one fluid motion.

Elsie shivered with a chill, having her one and only layer removed so swiftly. She also attributed her goosebumps to her nerves. No man, no boy for that matter, had ever treated her like this, ever made her feel like this. The man behind her, her best friend's dad, felt strong in contrast with her tiny, young frame, and she reveled in his directness. Still facing away from him on his lap, she reached back and wrapped her arm around his neck, leaning into him, brushing her soft face against his rough, stubbly one. She arched her back, pushing her chest out to meet his hands, which roamed freely up and down her body. He dipped his fingers down over her tummy, closer to her slit, and she became aware of her flowing natural lubrication.

Part of her felt depraved, like she should put an end to this, to stop the madness, before they took things too far. But another, stronger part of her knew she was helpless in his presence and would let it continue. It was not a choice as much as an inevitability, but one she gladly made peace with. She rocked her hips atop his thigh,

sliding the length of her slick pussy up and down, from her watering hole up to the nub of her electrified clit, leaving behind a glossy streak on his leg.

Warrick worked his fingers down her belly until at last he reached the top of her virginal crack. His index finger pressed beneath the folds of her lips and found the stiff bundle of her love bump. He lifted the hood covering it and brushed over the sensitive nerve endings. Elsie moaned aloud. One of her hands instinctively tore at the waistband of his trousers. Warrick's fingers danced across her clit, sending her limbs flailing and ruining her concentration, though she managed to just get his pants unbuttoned and unzipped. Her small hand ducked under the waistband of his underwear and found his swollen cock waiting. Warrick groaned aloud as she grasped for it with petite hands. She pulled it from underneath the fabric. A bead of precum formed at the tip and turned into a rivulet that rolled down his shaft. She stroked it and worked the clear lubricant around his shaft, her inexperience apparent, but desirable just the same.

Warrick couldn't hold back any longer, and in one swift motion, he scooped his daughter's young friend up off his knee, turned her around to face him, and laid her on her back upon the floor. Her legs instinctively splayed wide and her blushing gash parted slightly. He knelt between her knees, tugging his underwear down over his thighs.

Elsie gazed through slit eyes as Warrick towered above her in the dim light, his cock swaying into view. She felt excitement and terror at the same time. It was her first time, and it was with her friend's dad. And Brie and Hazel had no sooner left the room. They could be back at any moment, she thought.

Then her mind flashed briefly to her parents. They would surely be disappointed to find her here, naked and on display for a much older man, desperate to be made his, desperate to be penetrated. She wished her mom and dad were as exciting as Brie's parents. She thought about Brie's comments about her mother earlier in the day, how the older woman had offered to help her get off. She wondered if her friend was telling the truth. And she wondered if, Indeed, Hazel had fingered her daughter, or had maybe even gone further. She wondered if they were upstairs making love right now.

Warrick, too, thought of his wife and his daughter. He knew Hazel had taken Brie to get her medicine, but he didn't know how long that would take. He briefly wondered if they'd come back mere moments from now and catch him hovering over Elsie or in the salacious act that he was moving ever closer to performing with her. He gazed down at his protege and her narrowed eyes pleaded for him to continue. Her hips humped upwards along with her heaving breath, her precious crack only just managing to brush against his burning cock.

Warrick swallowed hard and leaned forward to press the head of his dick at the top of her slick slit, then slid down until it lined up at the entrance of her tunnel. Elsie pursed her lips and whimpered, "Yes, yes," nodding her head wildly. Her mewling turned into a loud moan as he pressed inside slowly, feeding the girl a cock for the first time in her life. He rocked slowly in and out of her tight pussy, making room for himself bit by bit.

The small girl hissed and swore in pleasure underneath him. For Elsie, it was a feeling she had never felt before. It was something very different from when she used her own fingers, or indeed, even when Brie had fingered her at the mall earlier that day. His erection was hot inside of her, filling her completely, and her insides electrified as the ridged head skimmed the velvety pleats of her channel.

Warrick gasped as he felt the girl's warm pussy slowly engulf his rod. She was so tight that he found it difficult to maneuver inside of her, and he could feel her unconsciously clamping rhythmically down on his shaft, making it even harder to get all the way in. He pressed the weight of his body against hers and she spread her legs even further, trying to coax him in as far as he could go. At last he felt his cock reach the end of her tunnel and they both knew he could go no further. He paused there and they both moaned and whimpered for a few moments.

Elsie looked down her body to where her's joined with his. She could see the end of his shaft before it disappeared inside of her. She could see where her own body split. Her plump labia wrapped, stretching, tightly around the girth of his cock. "It's amazing," she panted. She craned her neck upwards to see Warrick and he smiled lustily down at her. She suddenly felt depraved, and turned her head away, thrilled and embarrassed at the same time by his attention. "I..

"What is it, Els?" Warrick pried.

After a pause, Elsie formed the words, "I just wish you were... my dad."

Warrick's heart pounded, but his cock leapt inside of her. He was unsure where she was going with this, wondering if she wanted him to pull out. But something about the sentiment of caring for her as a father turned him on incredibly, "What do you mean, honey? You want to be Brie?"

Elsie continued to stare into the distance, "No, nothing like that. It's just that.." she paused, unsure if she was revealing too much, "Then we'd live together, and we could do this every night, like I do with my sister. She then turned to look at him and said with a very serious look in her eyes, "I wouldn't tell anyone. I haven't told anybody about Mallory."