Happy Easter (Super Short) (Patreon)

“Baby, why are you squirming so much?”  You girlfriend reaches across the table through your little Easter feast for two to take your hand.  “Ever since Friday you haven’t been able to sit still.”

“I don’t know.”  You squeeze her hand as another grimace of discomfort shoots up from your perineum.  “It feels…funny between my legs.”

“Funny?”

“Uh huh.”   You nod.  “I think I pulled something on Friday when I fucked you.”

“That’s right, I remember you saying ow.”  Her face is concerned.  “Does it hurt?”

“No.  Just funny.”  You shift in your seat.  “I can’t…describe it.””

She gets up from her seat, still holding your hand, and guides you up out of your chair.  “Come on.  Let me see what’s going on down there.”  She puts her strong arm around you and holds you close to her side.  You smile.

“What about Easter dinner?”

“It’ll keep.  Come on.”

She leads you to the bedroom where she unbuckles your loose belt and undoes your trousers then removes them.  Next go the panties, she gives our diminutive dicklet a little flick with her finger just for fun.  “Alright babe, on the bed and spread’em.”

It was an order you’d heard countless times since her Christmas miracle.  You lay down on the bed, butt at the edge, and bring your knees up as high and wide as you could.  Your girl’s eyes flare with a familiar lust and she licks her lips hungrily, and it wasn’t because she was thinking of that Easter ham out on the table.  Her expression quickly turns to curiosity though.  “What the hell?”

“Mmm?”  Her eyes focused on your taint she kneels down to take a closer look.  You peer down your body to watch her studying you.  “What is it?”

“It’s a…gash.”

“What?  How?  Am I bleeding?”

“No, it’s not a cut.”  She says.  “It almost looks like a…”  Her voice fades as she brings a hand to touch you.

“Hah!”  You gasp as her fingers make contact with your gooch.  It was so sensitive!  “Careful!”

“Shhh, I got you baby.”  She pats your belly.  Using the flat of three fingers she slowly and tenderly begins to rub the area in a slow circle.  “How’s that feel?”

“Ohhhh.”  You moan as electric pulses of pleasure shoot through your body from her point of contact.  “Good!  Oh!”

She smiles at your reaction and rubs just a little harder.  “How about this?”  Your pint-sized pecker springs to it’s full inch and a half.

“Ohhhhhhhh!”  You groan and writhe at her exquisite rubbing.  Holy shit that felt good!

She stops the rubbing to bring her hand to her face.  She suck her pinky finger, coating it with spit, then brings it back between your legs.  Very slowly and carefully she pushes it into you.  Not your ass, but whole different entrance!

“OHHHHHH!”  Your body shudders as just her single digit fills a space inside of you that you didn’t even know you had.  The sensation is pure sexual bliss on steroids, far better than fucking her ass the other day.  “Oh baby, I’m gunna….mmmmmm!”  Without warning your hard peen starts spewing your gooey load onto the nice shirt you’d worn for supper.  As good as cumming felt though, the finger inside of you felt even better!  A few second later comes another orgasm, different and far more powerful.  You could feel yourself grip hard around your girlfriend’s pinkie as hot rapture claims you.  “OHHHHHH!”

“Whooooeee!  Look at you go baby!”  Her finger glides in and out as you cum and cum and CUM!  “Shit, you are so fucking tight baby!”

“HAHHHHHH!”

Just when you didn’t you could take any more she slips her finger from you…only to replace it with her tongue!!!

“OHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Mmmm.”  Her tongue laps and probes at your new entrance, even entering you a few times causing it to stretch.  It felt soooooo fucking gooooood!  Orgasms stack atop orgasms.  Your rapidly softening dick continues spewing what little it had left but that climax was absolutely drowned out by the other one centered just beneath it.

“OHHHH GOD!!!”

At last she lets you rest, leaving you a panting quivering puddle.  “Easter, cave, I guess it’s appropriate.”  She quips.  “Ha ha!”

“Ohhhh myyyy God…”  You whimper.  “What…was that?”

“That, my love, was your pussy.”

“My…what?”

“Your cunt, your cooch, your vaj, your sweet little honey pot.”

“Huh!?”

“Looks like Christmas isn’t the only day for miracles.”  She says.  “Happy Easter baby.”

You just stare at the ceiling still trembling from the series of orgasms you’d just had and whisper.  “Hallelujah!”  Your girl wasn’t done with her Easter dinner yet though.  With a lick of her lips she goes in for seconds.  “OHHHHHH!”

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