Guarding Her Body

by Olivia T. Turner

  “I’ve dreamed about your big dick for years,” I say as I slide my tingling fingertips around his thick shaft. He grunts low as I wrap my hand around him and give it a gentle squeeze.

  I’ve never done this before but I’ve watched pornos and YouTube instructional videos so that I would be ready for this moment. So that I could treat him the way he deserves to be treated.

  I want him wrapped around my little finger the way I’m wrapped around his.

  “Fuck,” he groans, dropping his head back on the couch as I slide my gripped hand up his thick velvety shaft.

  “I saved myself for you,” I say, feeling my pussy get so wet as I stroke him just like the way I dream about when I’m alone in bed at night. “I saved myself for this moment.”

  His face is twisted in pleasured agony as I touch him. His hands are frozen to his sides, gripping the couch like he’s afraid to release it.

  “We can’t.” His words come out in short desperate grunts. “You’re my best friend’s daughter.”

  “And you’re my longtime crush.”

  A silky bead of pre-cum leaks out of the tip of his cock and my pussy throbs at the delicious sight. He’s breathing so heavy, he looks so tense as he stares down at me.

  It’s time to loosen him up.

  I lower my head and squeeze his shaft as I drag my tongue over the tip of his dick. “Mmmm,” I moan, drinking up his salty sweetness. His cum tastes so good and now all I can think about is him coating the inside of my mouth with it. I want to feel the warm jets of cum hit my tongue and slide down my throat where I can keep a piece of him in me forever.

  “Stop,” he groans, as I take him further in my mouth. “We shouldn’t.”

  But his words aren’t matching his movements. His hands are off the couch, tucking my hair behind my ears, touching my neck, gently pressing my head down farther.

  “You’re a virgin?” he asks, his voice rich and deep.

  “Mm hm,” I mumble with his cock in my mouth. I’m not taking it out for a second to answer. This feels too good.

  “You saved your cherry for me?” he grunts, threading his fingers through my hair. “You want me to take it, don’t you?”

  I gasp as I pull his cock out of my mouth.

  “Yes,” I moan, arching my back as I stare up at him with desperate eyes.

  My pussy is so wet.

  I fucking need him inside me.

  “It’s yours to take.”

  My hand is moving up and down like a jackhammer, squeezing his cock as I jerk him off.

  His eyelids start to lower as he stares at me like a hungry beast.

  “Has anyone ever touched you there?” His voice comes out low and serious. It gives me warm shivers to see him jealous like this. He wants me all to himself.

  Well, he’s got it.

  I shake my head.

  “Has anyone seen that sweet little pussy of yours?”

  I shake my head again. I only want him to see it.

  “And these perky tits?” he asks, sliding his big palm over my breasts. My heart flutters as my nipples turn painfully hard. I loved sliding this shirt of his on but now all I can think about is ripping it off. I want to see it in shreds on the scratchy carpet so that Logan can see me naked.

  “Has anyone touched these or seen them?”

  “No,” I gasp. Not yet.

  “Good girl,” he says, nodding in approval. “That’s my sweet girl.”

  I would never do any of that. My body belongs to him.

  And I think he knows it.

  I open my mouth and lower my head once again, sliding his tasty cock between my wet lips, enjoying every long inch.

  Logan feels like a man.

  The boys in my school are skinny, fat, soft, and young.

  But not Logan.

  He’s built like a real man. He’s marine strong with a hard body, hard eyes, hard expressions, but he’s soft with me.

  I always feel so small and dainty next to him. I feel like a woman.

  Even now, he’s sliding his hand through my hair, gently touching the back of my head like he’s afraid to break me. Like I’m the most precious thing in the world.

  I pull his cock out and smile as I take a breath.

  He’s looking down at me like I’m the most beautiful thing that he’s ever seen.

  I wonder if he’s thinking that, because I’m definitely looking up at him like he’s the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen.

  He slowly reaches up and cups my cheek, pulling my face toward him.

  I’m under his spell.

  I’ll go wherever he wants me to.

  I inhale sharply as our lips hover over each other, dangerously close. He kisses me gently at first but the need is too much and before long, he claims my mouth with a possessive kiss.

  It’s intense, just like him and all I want to do is melt into the kiss forever.

  He’s got a skilled tongue and it’s nothing like I’d ever felt before. He almost stops my heart and rips the air out of my lungs but I love every second of it.

  I whimper as he grabs me harder, pressing my body to his. His desire is like a wave, flowing from him and wrapping around me, keeping me safe, making me feel loved and protected. Worshiped and cherished. Wanted and needed.

  So that’s why it’s such a shock when he abruptly pulls his mouth away from mine and holds me at arms’ length. We’re both breathing so heavily. We’re both in too deep.

  I don’t know how he has the strength to stop now when we’re both so far gone.

  Doesn’t he realize that we’re meant for each other?

  He closes his eyes as he tries to control his breathing for a minute, still holding my arms away at arms’ length like he doesn’t trust me enough to let go.

  He shouldn’t.

  I’ll be right back on him the second that he releases me.

  He clears his throat and opens his eyes, looking tortured as he meets my eyes.

  “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

  “Yes, we should.”

  He pulls the blanket back over his cock and I let out an involuntary whimper at having my favorite new toy taken away from me.

  Logan runs a hand through his hair and closes his eyes. I don’t think he can say the next part while looking at me.

  “Fine,” he says, between deep breaths. “But I have to warn you about something first.”

  Chapter Six

  Logan

  “Warn me?” she asks, looking concerned. “About what?”

  How can I tell her the next part?

  I desperately want her to stay but if I tell her, she’ll leave. She’ll run out the door and never come back.

  But I have to warn her.

  She has to know what she’s getting into with me if we go any further.

  And fuck, I want to go further.

  Just looking at her with that worried look on her face makes my dick painfully hard. I’m burning for her.

  She’s wearing my favorite t-shirt. It has THE RAMONES written across her breasts and although I’ve always liked the shirt more than the band, I’m loving it all now.

  The fabric is frayed and old, showing little circular glimpses of her sweet young skin through the tiny holes.

  I want to tear it into a million pieces to get at that innocent flesh underneath and take what’s mine.

  But first…

  I clear my throat as I lock eyes with her. “I want you badly, Candy.”

  Her lips part and her eyes light up at the sound of her nickname. My secret name just for her.

  She parts her legs slightly as she shifts on the couch and my dick jumps as I wonder if she’s wearing any panties underneath that shirt.

  Probably not.

  Her arousal is perfuming the air around me, driving me crazy.

  “I want you too,” she says, batting her long sexy lashes.

  “Not like I want you,” I warn. “I want you. Forever. Once you give yourself over to me, there’s no going back. I won�
��t let you go. Ever. I’ll never let you leave me.”

  “I’ll never leave you.” Her sweet voice nearly makes my heart explode with happiness. That’s what I wanted to hear.

  But I still have to make sure she realizes the extent of it.

  “If I take that sweet cherry, Candy,” I say, keeping my voice firm and clear. “That’s it. It’s final. You’ll be mine forever.”

  She stands up slowly and my stomach drops, thinking that she’s going to walk to the door and out of my life forever.

  But instead, she grabs the bottom of her shirt and pulls it off her body in one fluid motion.

  My dick aches at the sight.

  Her body is so young and ripe. It’s pure beauty.

  Pure sex.

  My hand slides under the blanket and I start stroking myself again as I drag my eyes down her naked body, taking in every glorious inch.

  Her lips pull into a sexy smirk as she watches me jerk off.

  I start with her wet lips and let my eyes fall down past her shoulders to her perky breasts. They’re flawless. Full, young ripe breasts with hard nipples jutting out to me, begging me to suck on them.

  I’m rock hard in my hand as I continue down past her flat stomach with her sexy little belly button.

  My pulse is racing as I take in her beautiful waist and pelvis with the thin strip of black pubic hairs leading the way to the best part.

  “Fuck.” Her hot little pussy is right in front of my face, throbbing with need.

  I grab her thighs and pull her closer, my hungry eyes never leaving her glistening arousal.

  She’s even better than I imagined.

  Her scent hits me like a truck, making me forget where I am, making me forget my own name.

  All I can think about is taking her cherry.

  All I want is to claim her.

  She starts to shake in my hands. From desire or nerves, I don’t know.

  “Relax,” I say, kissing the soft skin on her stomach. “Let me take care of you. You’re mine to take care of now, Candy.”

  She relaxes under my touch but I lied. She’s not mine yet.

  Not until I crush that cherry and make her mine for good.

  “Spread your legs,” I command.

  It’s time to take control and show her that I’m the boss.

  I’m in charge here.

  She steps to the side, parting her legs for me and the sight nearly kills me.

  Her little slit is dripping with sweet nectar. She’s kept it for me.

  She saved it for my tongue.

  Her inner walls are untouched. Only my cock will ever touch it.

  Candy’s pussy will curve to my dick.

  Just like I want it to.

  I can’t hold back any longer. I drop to a knee and surge forward, dragging my flat tongue along her sticky mound, groaning in pleasure as I taste her sweetness.

  It tastes like candy.

  Only sweeter.

  Her body melts as I give her long licks up and down her slit like she’s a lollipop and I’m trying to get to that juicy core.

  I bury my face into her, sucking on her clit and making her moan. She parts her legs even more for me as I slide my tongue through her warm folds until I reach her tight entrance.

  Her fingers grip my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin, but I don’t stop. I don’t enter her either.

  I’m saving that for my cock.

  “Oh, Logan,” she moans as I tease her, tracing her wet opening with my tongue. She digs her nails a little deeper into me and I smile on her juicy cunt, loving every second of this.

  It’s not just a need to make her mine that’s burning inside of me.

  I want to please her and take care of her. I want to provide her with whatever she needs.

  I want her to love me and dream about me, the way I love and dream about her.

  I want to be on her mind constantly.

  “Fuck, you taste good,” I say between licks. “There are so many things that I want to do to you.”

  Her pussy clenches on my lips as she lets out a gasp.

  “Like what?” Her voice is low. Breathless.

  “After I’m done drinking up this soaked pussy,” I say as I slide my finger along her soft folds. She cries out as my fingertip reaches her clit and I put a little pressure on it.

  “Yeah,” she moans. She’s so eager. She wants to hear the rest of what I have in store for her.

  “Then I’m going to bend you over the couch,” I say as I rub her clit and stare up at her perfect little pink pussy. She’s so wet. A sticky stream of nectar slides down my thumb and I lick it up, moaning as I taste her sweetness.

  “You’re going to spread your legs for me.”

  “Yes.” Her chest is rising and falling so fast. Her big tits are swaying over my head.

  I reach up and grab her breast, squeezing it hard.

  She gasps and places her palm on my hand, wanting me to squeeze it even harder.

  “What next?”

  “Next, I’ll come up from behind you, grab my big cock and slowly press it into this tight little virgin cunt.”

  She convulses at my words, shaking her innocent body as she listens with her eyes closed and her lips parted.

  “I’m going to take that cherry that you saved for me,” I say, rubbing her clit a little harder. “I’m going to pop it and then it will be mine forever.”

  “Yes,” she moans, squeezing my hand that’s massaging her breast. “Take it.”

  “Then I’m going to push my hard cock deep inside of your tight, dripping wet pussy and fuck you hard until I fill your beautiful little cunt with every drop of my cum.”

  “Do it,” she moans. “Please.”

  Her voice sounds desperate. She’s losing control under my touch. She’s unraveling.

  Just like I had planned.

  “You want to feel my thick dick sliding in and out of you?”

  She bites her lip and nods. Her eyes are squeezed shut.

  I tease her some more by sliding my finger in just a little until I can feel her hymen there, firm and ready for me to do some damage.

  The feelings inside of me are so intense. I love it that she saved herself for me. Pride burns through me as I grab her ass cheeks, arch my back and work my mouth on her pussy until she’s whimpering and crying out.

  I devour her, drinking in every last ounce of her heavenly juices.

  Her barely legal body tenses under my touch and I can tell she’s close. She grips me harder, like she’s afraid that I’ll leave this magical place between her legs.

  I’ll never leave her when she’s like this. I’ll never leave her, period.

  Her back arches and she starts to grind her sopping wet pussy on my mouth and I lick her even harder, sending her spiraling over the edge.

  “Logan!” she screams as she arches her head back in bliss. She screams out a string of incoherent words and sentences as a flood of sticky nectar washes over my lips and tongue as her orgasm rips through her.

  I wrap my lips around her clit and suck, prolonging her orgasm as long as I can.

  Her legs start trembling around me. She grabs my hair and nearly yanks it out.

  “Fuck, Logan,” she gasps. She’s breathing so hard.

  Her eyes are glossed over. She’s practically panting now.

  I wrap my arms around her so that she won’t crumple to the floor. Her legs are shaking so hard that she wouldn’t be able to stand if I wasn’t supporting her.

  She’s whimpering. It looks so intense for her.

  “Is that the first time that your kitty came?”

  She just nods up and down with her mouth closed tight and her eyes closed even tighter, holding onto my shoulders for support.

  “Good,” I say, guiding her to the couch.

  She falls down on it with a grunt and I drop my knees to the ground, positioning myself between her legs.

  Candy finally opens her beautiful green eyes except now they’re no longer sparkling.
They’re clouded with lust.

  “How did my tongue feel? Sliding on your virgin pussy?”

  She shakes her head as a low moan falls from her parted lips. “So fucking good.”

  “Not as good as you taste,” I say, lowering my head down where it belongs. I give her swollen pussy long languid licks and her body shakes with each one.

  “I’m so glad I saved it for you,” she moans, massaging her tits as she looks down at me between her legs. “It’s always been yours.”

  “That’s right.” My tone is back to being rough. Commanding. “This is my pussy. It belongs to me.”

  She nods her head like a jackhammer.

  I slowly slide a finger in, stopping before her tight hymen. I want to feel my cock sliding through it so I leave it intact.

  “That means I can fuck it whenever I want. I can lick it and touch it whenever I want to.”

  She gasps.

  “I can reach down and touch it whenever I want to and I can see it whenever I want to. Got that?”

  “Yes,” she says, still nodding. “It’s yours forever.”

  “Good,” I say, standing up.

  Her wide hungry eyes dart to my hard cock as I step out of my jeans.

  She says that she’s mine but I want to make it official.

  I want to breed her to really make her mine.

  And nothing will cement her into my life forever like putting a baby in her.

  “Are you on the pill?” I ask, stroking my dick as I stare at the beautiful apex of her spread legs.

  “No,” she says, shaking her head.

  “Perfect,” I say, stepping forward. “Then turn around.”

  Chapter Seven

  Logan

  I hold my breath as I watch my Candy bend over the couch and thrust her soft ripe ass in the air. Her sweet pussy lips are glistening between her young thighs, waiting for me to claim them.

  I drop to a knee and grab her ass cheeks so hard that she lets out a whimper as I dig my face between her legs, devouring her slick pussy. I just have to have one more taste of that sweet cherry before my hard cock pops it forever.

  She whines and lets out soft little cries as she presses her body back, grinding on my greedy mouth as I taste her virgin sweetness. A quick taste turns into a feast when I can’t pull away.