From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 38: Kitten

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Kitten

"Always, kitten," I assured her. Then, remembering my promise to always tell her the truth, I amended. "Until it’s time not to be, at least." She giggled with a combination of nervousness and excitement, at that. I kissed her deeply, partly to distract her from the pain, partly just because I wanted to, and I slowly began to push.

I went as slow and gentle as I could, thrusting just the slightest bit in and out, gradually easing her open. God, she was tight! There were a couple of points at which I almost thought we’d have to give up, and work on loosening her up over time, instead. But every time I considered saying something the look of laser-focused determination on her face made me swallow the words unsaid. We got it done eventually, and once my head was in the rest went much, much easier.

Not that it wasn’t still difficult—she was still really, really small! But she refused to relent, even going so far as grabbing my ass and trying to jerk me further into her, when she thought I was going to back off and stop pushing deeper. Which I absolutely was, by the way! She’d grown so tight I was certain I’d hurt her if we continued. But though she was willing to slow, stopping entirely was completely out of the question. She pushed stubbornly through, not stopping until she’d managed to get all eight thick inches fully inside.

"Whew!" she finally laughed, staring happily down between us at the proof of her success, exaggeratedly wiping her brow of sweat. She’d surprised me, and I stared at her dumbly for a moment before I laughed too, shaking my head. I kissed her again and resumed thrusting, finally able to stop thinking so much about what I was doing and making sure I wasn’t hurting her, and to just concentrate on actually pleasing her, instead.

She soon started making the most adorable little gasps on every thrust. I don’t think she even realized she was doing it. We tried to keep up our kissing as much as we could, but as my pace gradually increased we found ourselves just breathing into each other’s mouths. Then her orgasm started to build, and she could no longer even manage that. Hers eyes went wide, her delicate little fingers clenched tightly to my ass, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, unable to speak or breath.

The climax itself hit her like a truck! She bit my pec, hard, letting out a high, wailing squeal through her teeth, her entire body trembling, her tight little pussy clenching down on me so hard I had no choice but to stop! It had to last a good twenty seconds, after which it was like somebody had suddenly cut her strings; it was only the huge, satisfied smile on her face that reassured me she hadn’t passed out completely. I kissed her gently until she started moving again, then carefully resumed my thrusting.

"I get it now..." she murmured sleepily, trying to return my kisses, but mostly just licking slowly at my lips.

"Get what, kitten?"

"I get why the girls at school are always talking about sex," she purred. "I always thought it would be pretty much the same as when I play with myself. But that was so, so much better than that! I love you, Daddy, for doing that to me! I love you so much!"

I kissed her again rather than respond, feeling guilty but knowing it was the right thing to do. I would be saying it back, I already knew; I wasn’t blind, I could see where this was going, could already feel the initial stirrings in my heart. But although I loved her the same as I always had, as Livy’s best friend and a wonderful girl in her own right, I wasn’t truly in love with her, not yet. I owed it to her not to say it until I was.

As it turned out, that first orgasm had taken so much out of her it killed the chances of another. I could see the signs, could tell she was one of those lucky girls for whom multiples would normally be possible, but she was just too blown away and sleepy in the aftermath of that first one for it to be a realistic option that night.

No matter. She was still very much enjoying herself, cooing happily, running her hands over my back and ass, wordlessly encouraging me onward. I tried to make it last as long as I could, but she wasn’t the only one overcome by the intensity of our first time together—it wasn’t long before I could feel the rising tide.

"Where do you want it, kitten?" I breathed.

"Inside me, Daddy, please!" she begged. "It’s okay, I’m safe!"

"Oh, God!" I growled, the mere idea of getting to burst inside this tiny, perfect little girl too much for me to withstand! Safe was better, but I wanted her so much in that moment I’m not sure it would have mattered! I thrust in hard, ramming myself against those soft, bald, puffy little lips, pulsing deep and hot, and it turns out I was wrong; she bit me again, even harder than last time, screeching to wake the dead! Our orgasms met and crashed, every twitch either of us made sending unbelievable cascades of pleasure racing through us both.

This time, it was my turn to nearly pass out! I was just glad I still had the presence of mind to roll us over first so I wouldn’t crush her, clutching her tightly in my arms as we panted to recover, my cock still lodged deeply inside.

"I’m sorry, Daddy," she murmured sheepishly, quicker to recover than me as she nuzzled against my chest. I still needed another thirty seconds before I could gather the breath to reply.

"Why on earth would be sorry, kitten?" I gasped, as I softly stroked her slender, sweat-slickened back and spectacular little ass. "That was amazing! You were incredible!"

"Because... I bit you! Twice!" she looked so guilty and ashamed, but all I could do was laugh.

"Oh, kitten, sweetie..." I shook my head, squeezing her tighter in my arms. "You can bite me like that any time you like!"

"You’re sure it didn’t hurt?" she was biting her lip, still feeling bad for what she’d done.