Cassie submits reluctantly
From Torg Adventure
"Do we understand each other?" You ask, your fingers digging into the teenager's hip.
"Um," Cassie seems nervous, "uh, okay. Yes. I understand."
"Good," you smile and lower your face to hers.
She turns her head away, but you reach up and cup her chin, turning her to face you. You squeeze her cheeks in your hand.
"Look at me," you hiss.
Her big brown eyes well with tears, but she fights them back. You dip in and cover the pink bow of her mouth with your full lips. You press against her, air hissing through your nose as you take in the musky smell of her sweat and her body. You force your tongue into her mouth and she parts her lips in submission. You explore her and she begins to kiss back. Her mouth has a faintly sweet taste and an innocence that is only turning you on more.
You pull Cassie against your body, encouraging her quivering hands to take in your soft curves and your muscular stomach. You fumble open the button of her jeans and slide your flattened hand down the front of her pants. Her flesh is warm beneath her cotton panties and you can feel the prickle of sparse hairs against your palm. She sighs against your lips as you brush against her clit. you pull your mouth away and look her in her heavy-lidded eyes as your fingers trace the outline of her lower lips.
Her entrance is small and firm, maybe virginal. There is a trace of excited moisture along Cassie's slit and as you drag your finger across it she moans quietly. You let your fingers tease across her clit as you carress her, never lingering there or stimulating her directly. Your goal isn't to make her cum, it's to make her your toy.
When you see the flush of pleasure in her cheeks you withdraw your hand from her newly damp panties. You bring your glistening fingers to her lips and she looks into your eyes as you slide them into the warmth of her mouth. She licks and sucks her own juices from your fingertips and when she's done you replace your fingers with your tongue. You taste the tangy flavor of her mouth, still sweet as before, but now with the distinctive addition of her girly cream.
You break the kiss at length and stroke her reddened face. The storm pounds above and around you, masking the sounds of your embrace. You can see in Cassie's soft smile that she is ready to obey your every command.
"Take off your clothes," you say to her.
You undress as she undresses. You quickly kick off your boots and unbutton your cargo pants. Your jacket and tanktop are discarded in a pile soon joined by your bra and panties. Your skin feels cool even though it is quite warm in the grocery store. You strip so quickly you are able to enjoy the show as Cassie sheds her clothing.
The goth teenager slides her t-shirt off and you see she isn't wearing a bra. Her smallish b-cup breasts are perfectly wineglass shaped and topped with hard nipples only a slightly pinker color than the creamy white of her breasts. She kicks off her big boots and peels down her black jeans to reveal gray-black cotton panties. In the flickering light of the storm you can see a moist cleft between her legs. She gets up on her knees to slide the panties down over her cute ass. She's a small girl, slender, but her white ass has an appealing plumpness.
When she is naked she ducks back beneath the blanket and snuggles up to you. Her skin is like fire against yours, her body so soft and sensual compared to the hardness of Ritter's muscles.
Have Cassie pleasure you? Pleasure her? Or have some mutual fun?
