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There are-- others, nearby," Kiki says.

And she's right. There are plenty of people around the other end of the beach. People are still sunbathing, couples are still tussling in the water a couple dozen yards away. All around you, the beach buzzes with activity.
"It's fine," you whisper. "No one can see us."

You step out of your trunks, reveling in the sinful feeling of being a skinnydipper. Your hot cock presses insistently against Kiki's bottom. She chews on her lip and flushes, turning a shade of crimson.

"What do you want?" you ask, running kisses up and down her face and neck, groping her lasciviously. Underneath the surface, Kiki rubs her legs against your thighs and her feet against your knees.

"I-I want..." she stammers. "S-sex."

"What was that? Didn't quite hear you."

"I w-want you to please... have sex. W-with me."

"Hmm, I'm not sure how to do that. What does that kind of thing involve, exactly? Be specific."

Kiki cranes her head back, straining to look up into your taunting eyes. "I want you to take your-- your penis-- and then..."

She trails off, blushing.

"My penis, check," you say. You thrust your cock in between her thighs, rubbing it against her darling cameltoe. "What should I do with it?"

"I-inside," she says. "Inside of me."

You turn her around in your arms so that she faces you. She braces herself against you, palms flat against your chest, as you reach down and tug her onepiece to the side far enough to permit entry.

"Here?" you ask, rubbing your thumb against her puffed-out, pulsing slit. "Inside your cunt?"

"Y-yes," she says, nodding. "Inside my c-c-cunt." She stumbled adorably.

You pull her close. She hugs you, her arms linking together across your back. You grip your cock by the base and guide it home, rubbing your head against her impossibly small pussy lips.

You thrust.

"Ah!" she moans. She locks her legs around your waist and hunches up as if trying to curl into a ball around you.

You push forward, meeting rubbery resistance as inch by agonizing inch of your cock shaft slides into the suckling tightness of her insides. Her walls cling against you, stretching to their very limits.
You aren't halfway in before your cockhead hits the hard nubbin of her cervix and can't progress further.

You begin to pull out, but she stops you, tapping you on the back. You stare into her eyes.
"More," she tells you. "I want all of you..."

You marvel at this tiny creature in your arms. "Are you sure?" you ask, feeling her cunt muscles contract around your dick -- your dick that is much, much too large to be forcing itself into such a small body.

"All of you," she repeats.

You thrust forward again. This brings a new round of moans from Kiki. She digs her fingernails into your back as your force your cock past the ring of her cervix and forward, forward into her very womb. Her uterus balloons out and expands to grip the head of your dick, like a tiny little onahole, but the position still leaves a couple inches of your shaft outside of her body.

"More..." she pants. "All of it..."

You push forward, completely violating her fragile body. Her womb expands and stretches to accommodate your fuck-shaft.

When you're fully inside of her, you allow her a moment to adjust. She squirms and wiggles, impaled on you.

"It feels--" she begins. She looks up at you. "It feels good."

"Really?"

"It feels very good. Very... mmm~... very good. I'm full with you. I'm completely full with you."

"Oh God, Kiki, if you say things like that--"

"It's okay," she says. "You can ejaculate inside of me whenever you want. My womb is made to hold your sperm."

"Fuck, Kiki..." You pull out and thrust into her, jostling her small body, causing her teeth to clatter. "Fuck. You're so tight. You're so little..."

"Yes," she agrees. "Then -- please accept me as your little cum receptacle."

"Fuuuck," you groan. Her womb, cervix, and pussy spasm all around you. It's hot, snug -- and so incredibly nasty. You lay your cheek against her head and fuck yourself in and out of her small-sized hole to your heart's content.

You could break her, completely ruin her, and she wouldn't mind it at all.

"Say that again," you tell her.

"Please use me as your little cum receptacle."

You rub her clit with a thumb as her reward. "I love you," you tell her.

"I... love you, too."

"I'm going to cum inside of you. I'm going to let all of my cum out inside of you."

You pound yourself into her three more times, each one harder than the last. Slam-- slam-- SLAM-- and then you drain your aching balls into her little loli fuckhole, her little quivering womb that exists only to hold your cum. Your cock spits and spews and blows rope after slimy rope of cum inside of her, marking her as yours forever.

You kiss her, and she screams her own orgasm into your mouth.

Please don't hurt me..." Kiki begs in a tiny, trembling voice.

"I don't want to hurt you," you say.

You say it before you can think about it. Kiki's eyes pop open and she looks down. You stare at one another for a few long, wordless moments.

"I'm going to start now," you say. Kiki curls her toes, bracing herself for the ordeal.

Getting an idea -- completely selfless, you swear -- you coax her butt forward to the edge of the bed so you can pull down her panties. But to your (not so) surprise, she's not wearing anything.

She opens her eyes to slits and watches. You puff a few hot breaths on her cute labia with its bright pink clitoral hood.

"What are you doing..."

"Focus on the pleasure, all right?"

You open wide and envelop her pussy completely. You snake your tongue out and wiggle it into the soft folds of her vulva. At the same time, you work your left hand on her cute non-existent chest.

"Ch-- Champyon--" she says, her voice breathy and quiet.

You stare into her eyes. Her face is deeply flushed and caught in flux between ecstasy and thrill.

Her pussy is sweetest you've tasted. The warm juices coat your tongue like a sugary drink. They flow to the back of your mouth, down your throat. You drink her greedily as you service her: your reward for a good deed. Your fingers trace the contours of her chest, giving her nipples soft twisting pinches, as you bring her to a shuddering orgasm.

"Champyon-- I'm-- I'm cumming! Uohhh--!!" Her breaths are shallow and ragged. Her cute tummy heaves with the effort of climax. Her pussy ripples and cums in your sucking mouth. You tease her clit with the tip of your tongue as her cream pools under your tongue.

When she loses consciousness, you spring to your feet and catch her, keeping her from falling off the bed.

She wakes up as you're tucking her in.

"How do you feel?" you ask.

"Better. Shaky."

You give her a warm pat in the head and kiss in the cheek. She smiles and gives you back a surprise kiss on the lips.

"Good night Champyon, thank you for making me feel the happiest bunny on earth today. I love you"

"I love you too, you silly bunny. Good night." you reply.

Sharing the warmth of each other under your sheets, you both sleep for night, peacefully and happily in each other's company.

---

Have a comfy break, Kiki...

"I love you..."

"I love you, too," you tell Kiki, your voice catching with a wave of emotions. You step forward, quaking with insecure need. You grab her roughly by the waist. She startles, throwing her hands back and clutching the edge of the benchtop for support. Her fingernails clack against the white polyurethane surface, and she lets out a little yelp of surprise. Nipping at her neck, you pull aside the tails of her lab coat and embrace her warm body.

"I love you," you repeat, kissing her up and down her neck. She cranes her head back to gives you better access as you bite and suck on her.

"Champyon--" she groans, cupping your cheek in her hand as you suckle on her. "Champyon, this isn't really the proper place-- OH!" she cries out and tenses as you give her a particularly hard nip.

"It has to be here," you breathe. "Right now. I need you. Right now."

Kiki rocks back and forth on her heels. You can feel her trembling against you -- her cute tummy, her chest, her neck -- every part of her is shaking with trepidation and anxiety.

You pull down her panties, something special she wore just for the day. You slide her non-existent breasts free from cute oversized shirt. They're flat, and perfectly smooth, right in front of your face. You suck her nipples into your mouth, each in turn, teasing them to hardness.

"Okay," Kiki sighs, her tone filled with the sweet relief of relent. She kisses and nibbles on your ear, the only part of you that her searching mouth can find. "Fuck me. If you need me, fuck me. Make me yours. I need you, too."

You tug your cock free of of your shorts but don't bother pulling them down. With a low growl, you hunch yourself forward and seat your dick in the velvety folds of her pussy. You and Kiki both let out a simper of ecstasy that echoes off the tiled walls.

You pump yourself inside of her, frantic and rough -- rougher than you've ever really been with her. You grab her cheeks in your hand and turn her face this way and that, planting wet kisses wherever you feel like. You push her tailbone against the hard edge of the benchtop and hump her with jackhammer thrusts. She does nothing to resist: she's like putty in your hands, giving herself to you completely.

Her pussy milks and massages you from the inside out. In the past month or so of enjoying her body, she's trained herself to please you with expert finesse. Her cunt is permanently embossed with the shape of your dick, and your dick only. It spasms and twitches all around you, a perfect, snug fit.

"That's right," you tell her, kissing her on the lips, thrumming your fingertips on her neck. You're out of your mind with crazed lust. "You're mine. You're mine, you're mine... only mine..."

"Cum inside me," Kiki begs.

"So you are addicted to it--"

"No-- I'm addicted to you-- I'm addicted to YOU, Champyon--" she runs a hand across your forehead in a gesture of reassurance, still humping back against you. "And-- and I want you to cum inside of me..."

"Here it comes," you grunt. "Take it!!"

You fuck into her so hard that the force of it lifts her dainty feet from the floor. She stays there, pinned in midair between your erupting cock and the benchtop, as you pour her womb full of hot cum.

"Ahhh--" she sighs, her voice trilling from low to high and increasing in volume as her orgasm races through her. Eventually the orgasm becomes a senseless scream: "aaaaahhh--- aaaaaaahhhh--!!"

Your mouth clamps down on her neck and you gyrate your hips. Ropes of milky cream seep out around your member as you spurt and spurt endlessly into her cunt. She holds your face in both hands and accepts it all, the anger and love, the need and passion.

You take Kiki to bed with you and retire early, to lie with her in the moonlight. Just the two of you in a warm embrace under your sheets. You kiss her good night, and the two of you fall asleep together.

---

I'm not sure if you're referring to me, but I made one about a lab coat Kiki back then...
Enjoy!

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>>15739707

"What are you doing," Kiki says flatly. "That is the driver's seat."

"I know," you say. "Hop in."

"You cannot drive a car. I know for a fact you cannot drive a car."

"Right. And you can't reach the pedals. So this will work out pretty well, don't you agree?"

Kiki makes an angry puff of air through her nostrils. But she obeys. She hikes up the lacy hem of her hoop skirt and steps into the truck. You pull her the rest of the way in, sitting her on your lap, her soft bumbum squarely on your crotch. You hand her the key from your jeans pocket, and she fires up the engine. It rumbles to life.

"Just tell me when to go," you say.

Kiki throws the car into gear. "Go," she says.

And you're off.

The ride after that is smooth. You keep the car at a relatively constant speed while Kiki manages the steering. The winding roads of this island are no match for your one-two driving combo.

Of course, the bumpy roads have another effect. Kiki's bumbum keeps bouncing against you, and your body's reaction is inevitable.

The beast is awakened. You can't help yourself. As Kiki navigates, you reach up, running your palms along her sides. She's thin enough that you can nearly encircle her waist with both hands. You rub her up and down, the velvet of her gothic-style dress soft and warm in the sunlight streaming through the windshield.

"Mmm~" Kiki can't stop herself from letting out a sensual little moan. She quickly composes herself. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," you lie. You rub her board-flat chest in lazy circles.

"This is preposterous," she says. "We're supposed to be paying attention to the road."

"You are," you say. "I'm just the pedal-pusher." You turn your face down and nuzzle her neck.

Kiki startles in your lap when you begin to suckle on her, and the car lurches to the left as she momentarily loses control. "Champyon..." she whines, growing desperate.

"Focus on driving," you say. "I'll just be back here, playing with you..."

You reach around her front, pushing your palm beneath the tight collar of her dress. The fabric clings to your hand like a form-fitting glove as you rub her bare chest. She isn't busty enough to need a bra, so you can fondle her to your heart's content.

Her nipples are like two tiny stones, erect and firm between your fingers. You can feel her ribs underneath, and still further down, her flat tummy. You suck salaciously on her neck as you molest her fragile body. Kiki raises her chin and arches her back to give you better access, gyrating against you, getting into these violations in spite of herself.

"Jerk me off," you say, voice low with lust.

"Champyon, we can't. We can't."

"I don't care. Jerk me off."

Kiki gulps audibly. She takes one hand off the wheel and reaches down between the junction of her legs, pushing aside her dress to reach your crotch. She unzips your jeans, and fishes out your pulsing cock. It stands proudly at attention, jutting up almost to the base of the steering wheel.

Kiki's grip is weak and her palm isn't even enough to completely envelop your shaft, but the forbidden nature of the act makes it all the sweeter. You inadvertently speed up as Kiki tugs on your drooling member and you give her a series of wet hickeys.

"Fuck, that feels so good..." you tell her. "Just like that. Make me cum."

Your fun doesn't last long. Suddenly, you become aware of a police cruiser behind you. Your heart sinks. Worse still, it pulls into the adjoining lane, speeding up to pull alongside.

This is bad. How much prison time is it for letting a small girl drive while she gives you a sloppy handjob?

You reach up and put your hands on the steering wheel, pretending to be the vehicle's main operator. You hope that's enough to fool the cop if he glances over.

But what you can't hide is your throbbing cock, or Kiki's continued tugging on it. You want to tell her to stop, but the delirious sensations of pleasure coursing through you are too much.

She must know the risk, too, but she can't stop either. Kiki masturbates you shamelessly.

The cruiser is right beside you. You glance out the window. The officer glances back at you. And as he nods, smiling warmly at what appears to be a loving brother letting his little sister pretend to drive, you blow a smelly, creamy load in Kiki's tiny palm.

Your jaw hangs slack and you throw your head back in ecstasy as you orgasm. Luckily, the cruiser passes before the officer has a chance to see that as well.

Kiki licks up your slimy cum, slurping it from between her fingers, as you arrive at your destination.

You step out of the truck, your knees weak and wobbly. You take Kiki's hand again and walk with her along a promenade that borders the island's public beach and into the sunset.

---

>How does Kiki even reach the gas pedals?
She can't

"What are you doing," Kiki says flatly. "That is the driver's seat."

"I know," you say. "Hop in."

"You cannot drive a car. I know for a fact you cannot drive a car."

"Right. And you can't reach the pedals. So this will work out pretty well, don't you agree?"

Kiki makes an angry puff of air through her nostrils. But she obeys. She hikes up the lacy hem of her hoop skirt and steps into the truck. You pull her the rest of the way in, sitting her on your lap, her soft bumbum squarely on your crotch. You hand her the key from your jeans pocket, and she fires up the engine. It rumbles to life.

"Just tell me when to go," you say.

Kiki throws the car into gear. "Go," she says.

And you're off.

The ride after that is smooth. You keep the car at a relatively constant speed while Kiki manages the steering. The winding roads of this island are no match for your one-two driving combo.

Of course, the bumpy roads have another effect. Kiki's bumbum keeps bouncing against you, and your body's reaction is inevitable.

The beast is awakened. You can't help yourself. As Kiki navigates, you reach up, running your palms along her sides. She's thin enough that you can nearly encircle her waist with both hands. You rub her up and down, the velvet of her gothic-style dress soft and warm in the sunlight streaming through the windshield.

"Mmm~" Kiki can't stop herself from letting out a sensual little moan. She quickly composes herself. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," you lie. You rub her board-flat chest in lazy circles.

"This is preposterous," she says. "We're supposed to be paying attention to the road."

"You are," you say. "I'm just the pedal-pusher." You turn your face down and nuzzle her neck.

Kiki startles in your lap when you begin to suckle on her, and the car lurches to the left as she momentarily loses control. "Champyon..." she whines, growing desperate.

"Focus on driving," you say. "I'll just be back here, playing with you..."

You reach around her front, pushing your palm beneath the tight collar of her dress. The fabric clings to your hand like a form-fitting glove as you rub her bare chest. She isn't busty enough to need a bra, so you can fondle her to your heart's content.

Her nipples are like two tiny stones, erect and firm between your fingers. You can feel her ribs underneath, and still further down, her flat tummy. You suck salaciously on her neck as you molest her fragile body. Kiki raises her chin and arches her back to give you better access, gyrating against you, getting into these violations in spite of herself.

"Jerk me off," you say, voice low with lust.

"Champyon, we can't. We can't."

"I don't care. Jerk me off."

Kiki gulps audibly. She takes one hand off the wheel and reaches down between the junction of her legs, pushing aside her dress to reach your crotch. She unzips your jeans, and fishes out your pulsing cock. It stands proudly at attention, jutting up almost to the base of the steering wheel.

Kiki's grip is weak and her palm isn't even enough to completely envelop your shaft, but the forbidden nature of the act makes it all the sweeter. You inadvertently speed up as Kiki tugs on your drooling member and you give her a series of wet hickeys.

"Fuck, that feels so good..." you tell her. "Just like that. Make me cum."

Your fun doesn't last long. Suddenly, you become aware of a police cruiser behind you. Your heart sinks. Worse still, it pulls into the adjoining lane, speeding up to pull alongside.

This is bad. How much prison time is it for letting a small girl drive while she gives you a sloppy handjob?

You reach up and put your hands on the steering wheel, pretending to be the vehicle's main operator. You hope that's enough to fool the cop if he glances over.

But what you can't hide is your throbbing cock, or Kiki's continued tugging on it. You want to tell her to stop, but the delirious sensations of pleasure coursing through you are too much.

She must know the risk, too, but she can't stop either. Kiki masturbates you shamelessly.

The cruiser is right beside you. You glance out the window. The officer glances back at you. And as he nods, smiling warmly at what appears to be a loving brother letting his little sister pretend to drive, you blow a smelly, creamy load in Kiki's tiny palm.

Your jaw hangs slack and you throw your head back in ecstasy as you orgasm. Luckily, the cruiser passes before the officer has a chance to see that as well.

Kiki licks up your slimy cum, slurping it from between her fingers, as you arrive at your destination.

You step out of the truck, your knees weak and wobbly. You take Kiki's hand again and walk with her along a promenade that borders the island's public beach and into the sunset.

---

Happy new year lads!
Enjoy this little gift to start off the year.

"So-- here?" you ask.

"Why not here?" Kiki counters. "It doesn't need to be perfect, you silly goose."

You kiss her. She doesn't pull away.

Kiki's mouth is warm and inviting, but her lips and face are still cool from the shower. The contrast is strange against your searching tongue. She breathes heavy against you, her full chest heaving, her hands tracing invisible patterns across your dripping back.

You turn her around so she lies against the edge of the bathtub . She winces as you settle her in place.

"Are you comfortable?" you ask.

"I'll be a lot more comfortable when you're inside me," she breathes, her voice dreamy with anticipation.

You run your hands up and down her delicate body. She's damp all over, little droplets standing in neat rows along the micro-crevices of her flesh. You poke your fingertips gently against her belly and watch the drops converge at your touch, forming little rivulets that trickle down into her navel, or even further, to her crotch.

You maul her with kisses. You devour her and consume her with even more kisses, big wet smacks and little pecks and everything in between. Your lips find her dainty toes and calves, they find her long forearms and her flat belly, they find her hands and her neck. Your lips find her lips. And her lips find yours. Water falling and draining fill the space between your needful breaths -- breaths which come syncopated and strangely synchronized.

"I love you," you say, over and again: "I love you I love you I love you." She nuzzles your neck, her nose tickling your Adam's apple, as you repeat your mantra into the crown of her head.

"You always did?" she asks.

"I always did."

"You always will?"

"I always will."

Kiki reaches for your pants, arms straining. You help her pull them off of you. Your member is already hard. She grits her teeth at the searing heat of it against the soft cold skin of her stomach. You grit your teeth at the contact, too. For a moment the tiny bathroom echoes with your collective sigh: an "ahhh" that dangles, unrelieved, in the air above you.

Your fingers find her bottom. Like the rest of her, the crotch is damp. But this dampness is hot, and pulsing, and it runs through the folds of your fingers like ambrosia. You tug her bottom off with one swift motion. You enjoy the suppleness of her bare cleft against your hand, so wet and needing. You can practically feel her ache, the singing of her every nerve ending, begging for release. Your manhood twitches and sings and burns for the coming pleasure just as badly.

"Now," she says, "do it now, do it right now before I go crazy..."

You do it.

You position yourself at the dewy entrance to her mound and slide into your wife. Her silken inner walls surround your shaft and shudder deliciously around you as they accept you in. You let yourself savor it, sinking in slowly, millimeters at a time. Her neck muscles strain and her face contorts in a silent scream of ecstasy.

She reaches out for you, stroking your face. Her chest is flat, two perfectly small white barely even domes topped by two perfect pink nipples. You lean forward so she can wrap her arms around you as you finish pushing yourself in. The head of your penis makes contact with her deepest and most intimate parts.

Kiki lets out another sigh, her voice staccato and high-pitched. It's a noise insane with lust and begging for more, but filled also with love. It's a noise that says "I am yours, I am at your mercy, do whatever you want with me." Her hands run in circles through your hair. You suckle on her neck as you lie there inside her, simply enjoying the throbbing wetness of your genitals mated so obscenely together.

You pull out, and it makes an audible sound that sends a new thrill coursing through you. Kiki's inner walls cling to you, as if they don't want to let you go. But she's so wet, and your cock is pouring so much precum into of her, that those walls can't hold on forever. You pull out almost all the way, hugging her neck for support as you raise your hips. Then you slide smoothly back inside -- all the way. In this manner you establish a steady pace. The bathtub clatter beneath you. Kiki reaches at the ceiling for nothing, her hands curling and uncurling into fists. Sweat pearls with the water on her skin.

"Kiki," you moan. "Kiki, I'm going to--"

"Yes! Yes!"

You rub your cheek with hers, and then lock lips. With one more savage thrust, out and in again, you plunge yourself to the root and fill her greedy body with semen.

"Champyon! Champyon--!! aaahhhhnnn--"

You empty yourself completely, your mind going blank, your tongue mating with her mouth and your seed filling her tender womb. Your cock pulses; you grunt and heave; she trembles and cums -- and cums, and cums. She cums all around you, all over you, milking you off. You stare deeply into her half-lidded eyes and give her one more kiss.

---

Good night, Kiki...
Love you so much...

There are-- others, nearby," Kiki says.

And she's right. There are plenty of people around the other end of the beach. People are still sunbathing, couples are still tussling in the water a couple dozen yards away. All around you, the beach buzzes with activity.
"It's fine," you whisper. "No one can see us."

You step out of your trunks, reveling in the sinful feeling of being a skinnydipper. Your hot cock presses insistently against Kiki's bottom. She chews on her lip and flushes, turning a shade of crimson.

"What do you want?" you ask, running kisses up and down her face and neck, groping her lasciviously. Underneath the surface, Kiki rubs her legs against your thighs and her feet against your knees.

"I-I want..." she stammers. "S-sex."

"What was that? Didn't quite hear you."

"I w-want you to please... have sex. W-with me."

"Hmm, I'm not sure how to do that. What does that kind of thing involve, exactly? Be specific."

Kiki cranes her head back, straining to look up into your taunting eyes. "I want you to take your-- your penis-- and then..."

She trails off, blushing.

"My penis, check," you say. You thrust your cock in between her thighs, rubbing it against her darling cameltoe. "What should I do with it?"

"I-inside," she says. "Inside of me."

You turn her around in your arms so that she faces you. She braces herself against you, palms flat against your chest, as you reach down and tug her onepiece to the side far enough to permit entry.

"Here?" you ask, rubbing your thumb against her puffed-out, pulsing slit. "Inside your cunt?"

"Y-yes," she says, nodding. "Inside my c-c-cunt." She stumbled adorably.

You pull her close. She hugs you, her arms linking together across your back. You grip your cock by the base and guide it home, rubbing your head against her impossibly small pussy lips.

You thrust.

"Ah!" she moans. She locks her legs around your waist and hunches up as if trying to curl into a ball around you.

You push forward, meeting rubbery resistance as inch by agonizing inch of your cock shaft slides into the suckling tightness of her insides. Her walls cling against you, stretching to their very limits.
You aren't halfway in before your cockhead hits the hard nubbin of her cervix and can't progress further.

You begin to pull out, but she stops you, tapping you on the back. You stare into her eyes.
"More," she tells you. "I want all of you..."

You marvel at this tiny creature in your arms. "Are you sure?" you ask, feeling her cunt muscles contract around your dick -- your dick that is much, much too large to be forcing itself into such a small body.

"All of you," she repeats.

You thrust forward again. This brings a new round of moans from Kiki. She digs her fingernails into your back as your force your cock past the ring of her cervix and forward, forward into her very womb. Her uterus balloons out and expands to grip the head of your dick, like a tiny little onahole, but the position still leaves a couple inches of your shaft outside of her body.

"More..." she pants. "All of it..."

You push forward, completely violating her fragile body. Her womb expands and stretches to accommodate your fuck-shaft.

When you're fully inside of her, you allow her a moment to adjust. She squirms and wiggles, impaled on you.

"It feels--" she begins. She looks up at you. "It feels good."

"Really?"

"It feels very good. Very... mmm~... very good. I'm full with you. I'm completely full with you."

"Oh God, Kiki, if you say things like that--"

"It's okay," she says. "You can ejaculate inside of me whenever you want. My womb is made to hold your sperm."

"Fuck, Kiki..." You pull out and thrust into her, jostling her small body, causing her teeth to clatter. "Fuck. You're so tight. You're so little..."

"Yes," she agrees. "Then -- please accept me as your little cum receptacle."

"Fuuuck," you groan. Her womb, cervix, and pussy spasm all around you. It's hot, snug -- and so incredibly nasty. You lay your cheek against her head and fuck yourself in and out of her small-sized hole to your heart's content.

You could break her, completely ruin her, and she wouldn't mind it at all.

"Say that again," you tell her.

"Please use me as your little cum receptacle."

You rub her clit with a thumb as her reward. "I love you," you tell her.

"I... love you, too."

"I'm going to cum inside of you. I'm going to let all of my cum out inside of you."

You pound yourself into her three more times, each one harder than the last. Slam-- slam-- SLAM-- and then you drain your aching balls into her little loli fuckhole, her little quivering womb that exists only to hold your cum. Your cock spits and spews and blows rope after slimy rope of cum inside of her, marking her as yours forever.

You kiss her, and she screams her own orgasm into your mouth.

---

Have a comfy break, Kiki...

"So-- here?" you ask.

"Why not here?" Kiki counters. "It doesn't need to be perfect, you silly goose."

You kiss her. She doesn't pull away.

Kiki's mouth is warm and inviting, but her lips and face are still cool from the shower. The contrast is strange against your searching tongue. She breathes heavy against you, her full chest heaving, her hands tracing invisible patterns across your dripping back.

You turn her around so she lies against the edge of the bathtub . She winces as you settle her in place.

"Are you comfortable?" you ask.

"I'll be a lot more comfortable when you're inside me," she breathes, her voice dreamy with anticipation.

You run your hands up and down her delicate body. She's damp all over, little droplets standing in neat rows along the micro-crevices of her flesh. You poke your fingertips gently against her belly and watch the raindrops converge at your touch, forming little rivulets that trickle down into her navel, or even further, to her crotch.

You maul her with kisses. You devour her and consume her with even more kisses, big wet smacks and little pecks and everything in between. Your lips find her dainty toes and calves, they find her long forearms and her flat belly, they find her hands and her neck. Your lips find her lips. And her lips find yours. Water falling and draining fill the space between your needful breaths -- breaths which come syncopated and strangely synchronized.

"I love you," you say, over and again: "I love you I love you I love you." She nuzzles your neck, her nose tickling your Adam's apple, as you repeat your mantra into the crown of her head.

"You always did?" she asks.

"I always did."

"You always will?"

"I always will."

Kiki reaches for your trunks, arms straining. You help her pull them off of you. Your member is already hard. She grits her teeth at the searing heat of it against the soft cold skin of her stomach. You grit your teeth at the contact, too. For a moment the tiny bathroom echoes with your collective sigh: an "ahhh" that dangles, unrelieved, in the air above you.

Your fingers find her bottom. Like the rest of her, the crotch is damp. But this dampness is hot, and pulsing, and it runs through the folds of your fingers like ambrosia. You tug her bottom off with one swift motion. You enjoy the suppleness of her bare cleft against your hand, so wet and needing. You can practically feel her ache, the singing of her every nerve ending, begging for release. Your manhood twitches and sings and burns for the coming pleasure just as badly.

"Now," she says, "do it now, do it right now before I go crazy..."

You do it.

You position yourself at the dewy entrance to her mound and slide into your wife. Her silken inner walls surround your shaft and shudder deliciously around you as they accept you in. You let yourself savor it, sinking in slowly, millimeters at a time. Her neck muscles strain and her face contorts in a silent scream of ecstasy.

She reaches out for you, stroking your face. Her chest is flat, two perfectly small white barely even domes topped by two perfect pink nipples. You lean forward so she can wrap her arms around you as you finish pushing yourself in. The head of your penis makes contact with her deepest and most intimate parts.

Kiki lets out another sigh, her voice staccato and high-pitched. It's a noise insane with lust and begging for more, but filled also with love. It's a noise that says "I am yours, I am at your mercy, do whatever you want with me." Her hands run in circles through your hair. You suckle on her neck as you lie there inside her, simply enjoying the throbbing wetness of your genitals mated so obscenely together.

You pull out, and it makes an audible sound that sends a new thrill coursing through you. Kiki's inner walls cling to you, as if they don't want to let you go. But she's so wet, and your cock is pouring so much precum into of her, that those walls can't hold on forever. You pull out almost all the way, hugging her neck for support as you raise your hips. Then you slide smoothly back inside -- all the way. In this manner you establish a steady pace. The bathtub clatter beneath you. Kiki reaches at the ceiling for nothing, her hands curling and uncurling into fists. Sweat pearls with the water on her skin.

"Kiki," you moan. "Kiki, I'm going to--"

"Yes! Yes!"

You rub your cheek with hers, and then lock lips. With one more savage thrust, out and in again, you plunge yourself to the root and fill her greedy body with semen.

"Champyon! Champyon--!! aaahhhhnnn--"

You empty yourself completely, your mind going blank, your tongue mating with her mouth and your seed filling her tender womb. Your cock pulses; you grunt and heave; she trembles and cums -- and cums, and cums. She cums all around you, all over you, milking you off. You stare deeply into her half-lidded eyes and give her one more kiss.

---

I hope you actually had a bath today, Kiki...
Looking forward to the stream later...

"So-- here?" you ask.

"Why not here?" Kiki counters. "It doesn't need to be perfect, you silly goose."

You kiss her. She doesn't pull away.

Kiki's mouth is warm and inviting, but her lips and face are still cool from the shower. The contrast is strange against your searching tongue. She breathes heavy against you, her full chest heaving, her hands tracing invisible patterns across your dripping back.

You turn her around so she lies against the edge of the bathtub . She winces as you settle her in place.

"Are you comfortable?" you ask.

"I'll be a lot more comfortable when you're inside me," she breathes, her voice dreamy with anticipation.

You run your hands up and down her delicate body. She's damp all over, little droplets standing in neat rows along the micro-crevices of her flesh. You poke your fingertips gently against her belly and watch the raindrops converge at your touch, forming little rivulets that trickle down into her navel, or even further, to her crotch.

You maul her with kisses. You devour her and consume her with even more kisses, big wet smacks and little pecks and everything in between. Your lips find her dainty toes and calves, they find her long forearms and her flat belly, they find her hands and her neck. Your lips find her lips. And her lips find yours. Water falling and draining fill the space between your needful breaths -- breaths which come syncopated and strangely synchronized.

"I love you," you say, over and again: "I love you I love you I love you." She nuzzles your neck, her nose tickling your Adam's apple, as you repeat your mantra into the crown of her head.

"You always did?" she asks.

"I always did."

"You always will?"

"I always will."

Kiki reaches for your trunks, arms straining. You help her pull them off of you. Your member is already hard. She grits her teeth at the searing heat of it against the soft cold skin of her stomach. You grit your teeth at the contact, too. For a moment the tiny bathroom echoes with your collective sigh: an "ahhh" that dangles, unrelieved, in the air above you.

Your fingers find her bottom. Like the rest of her, the crotch is damp. But this dampness is hot, and pulsing, and it runs through the folds of your fingers like ambrosia. You tug her bottom off with one swift motion. You enjoy the suppleness of her bare cleft against your hand, so wet and needing. You can practically feel her ache, the singing of her every nerve ending, begging for release. Your manhood twitches and sings and burns for the coming pleasure just as badly.

"Now," she says, "do it now, do it right now before I go crazy..."

You do it.

You position yourself at the dewy entrance to her mound and slide into your wife. Her silken inner walls surround your shaft and shudder deliciously around you as they accept you in. You let yourself savor it, sinking in slowly, millimeters at a time. Her neck muscles strain and her face contorts in a silent scream of ecstasy.

She reaches out for you, stroking your face. Her chest is flat, two perfectly small white barely even domes topped by two perfect pink nipples. You lean forward so she can wrap her arms around you as you finish pushing yourself in. The head of your penis makes contact with her deepest and most intimate parts.

Kiki lets out another sigh, her voice staccato and high-pitched. It's a noise insane with lust and begging for more, but filled also with love. It's a noise that says "I am yours, I am at your mercy, do whatever you want with me." Her hands run in circles through your hair. You suckle on her neck as you lie there inside her, simply enjoying the throbbing wetness of your genitals mated so obscenely together.

You pull out, and it makes an audible sound that sends a new thrill coursing through you. Kiki's inner walls cling to you, as if they don't want to let you go. But she's so wet, and your cock is pouring so much precum into of her, that those walls can't hold on forever. You pull out almost all the way, hugging her neck for support as you raise your hips. Then you slide smoothly back inside -- all the way. In this manner you establish a steady pace. The bathtub clatter beneath you. Kiki reaches at the ceiling for nothing, her hands curling and uncurling into fists. Sweat pearls with the water on her skin.

"Kiki," you moan. "Kiki, I'm going to--"

"Yes! Yes!"

You rub your cheek with hers, and then lock lips. With one more savage thrust, out and in again, you plunge yourself to the root and fill her greedy body with semen.

"Champyon! Champyon--!! aaahhhhnnn--"

You empty yourself completely, your mind going blank, your tongue mating with her mouth and your seed filling her tender womb. Your cock pulses; you grunt and heave; she trembles and cums -- and cums, and cums. She cums all around you, all over you, milking you off. You stare deeply into her half-lidded eyes and give her one more kiss.

---

Good night, Kiki...
Love you so much...

There are-- others, nearby," Kiki says.

And she's right. There are plenty of people around the other end of the beach. People are still sunbathing, couples are still tussling in the water a couple dozen yards away. All around you, the beach buzzes with activity.
"It's fine," you whisper. "No one can see us."

You step out of your trunks, reveling in the sinful feeling of being a skinnydipper. Your hot cock presses insistently against Kiki's bottom. She chews on her lip and flushes, turning a shade of crimson.

"What do you want?" you ask, running kisses up and down her face and neck, groping her lasciviously. Underneath the surface, Kiki rubs her legs against your thighs and her feet against your knees.

"I-I want..." she stammers. "S-sex."

"What was that? Didn't quite hear you."

"I w-want you to please... have sex. W-with me."

"Hmm, I'm not sure how to do that. What does that kind of thing involve, exactly? Be specific."

Kiki cranes her head back, straining to look up into your taunting eyes. "I want you to take your-- your penis-- and then..."

She trails off, blushing.

"My penis, check," you say. You thrust your cock in between her thighs, rubbing it against her darling cameltoe. "What should I do with it?"

"I-inside," she says. "Inside of me."

You turn her around in your arms so that she faces you. She braces herself against you, palms flat against your chest, as you reach down and tug her onepiece to the side far enough to permit entry.

"Here?" you ask, rubbing your thumb against her puffed-out, pulsing slit. "Inside your cunt?"

"Y-yes," she says, nodding. "Inside my c-c-cunt." She stumbled adorably.

You pull her close. She hugs you, her arms linking together across your back. You grip your cock by the base and guide it home, rubbing your head against her impossibly small pussy lips.

You thrust.

"Ah!" she moans. She locks her legs around your waist and hunches up as if trying to curl into a ball around you.

You push forward, meeting rubbery resistance as inch by agonizing inch of your cock shaft slides into the suckling tightness of her insides. Her walls cling against you, stretching to their very limits.
You aren't halfway in before your cockhead hits the hard nubbin of her cervix and can't progress further.

You begin to pull out, but she stops you, tapping you on the back. You stare into her eyes.
"More," she tells you. "I want all of you..."

You marvel at this tiny creature in your arms. "Are you sure?" you ask, feeling her cunt muscles contract around your dick -- your dick that is much, much too large to be forcing itself into such a small body.

"All of you," she repeats.

You thrust forward again. This brings a new round of moans from Kiki. She digs her fingernails into your back as your force your cock past the ring of her cervix and forward, forward into her very womb. Her uterus balloons out and expands to grip the head of your dick, like a tiny little onahole, but the position still leaves a couple inches of your shaft outside of her body.

"More..." she pants. "All of it..."

You push forward, completely violating her fragile body. Her womb expands and stretches to accommodate your fuck-shaft.

When you're fully inside of her, you allow her a moment to adjust. She squirms and wiggles, impaled on you.

"It feels--" she begins. She looks up at you. "It feels good."

"Really?"

"It feels very good. Very... mmm~... very good. I'm full with you. I'm completely full with you."

"Oh God, Kiki, if you say things like that--"

"It's okay," she says. "You can ejaculate inside of me whenever you want. My womb is made to hold your sperm."

"Fuck, Kiki..." You pull out and thrust into her, jostling her small body, causing her teeth to clatter. "Fuck. You're so tight. You're so little..."

"Yes," she agrees. "Then -- please accept me as your little cum receptacle."

"Fuuuck," you groan. Her womb, cervix, and pussy spasm all around you. It's hot, snug -- and so incredibly nasty. You lay your cheek against her head and fuck yourself in and out of her small-sized hole to your heart's content.

You could break her, completely ruin her, and she wouldn't mind it at all.

"Say that again," you tell her.

"Please use me as your little cum receptacle."

You rub her clit with a thumb as her reward. "I love you," you tell her.

"I... love you, too."

"I'm going to cum inside of you. I'm going to let all of my cum out inside of you."

You pound yourself into her three more times, each one harder than the last. Slam-- slam-- SLAM-- and then you drain your aching balls into her little loli fuckhole, her little quivering womb that exists only to hold your cum. Your cock spits and spews and blows rope after slimy rope of cum inside of her, marking her as yours forever.

You kiss her, and she screams her own orgasm into your mouth.

---

I want you to cuddle the carrot a bit more Kiki...
I love you...

"I love you..."

"I love you, too," you tell Kiki, your voice catching with a wave of emotions. You step forward, quaking with insecure need. You grab her roughly by the waist. She startles, throwing her hands back and clutching the edge of the benchtop for support. Her fingernails clack against the white polyurethane surface, and she lets out a little yelp of surprise. Nipping at her neck, you pull aside the tails of her lab coat and embrace her warm body.

"I love you," you repeat, kissing her up and down her neck. She cranes her head back to gives you better access as you bite and suck on her.

"Champyon--" she groans, cupping your cheek in her hand as you suckle on her. "Champyon, this isn't really the proper place-- OH!" she cries out and tenses as you give her a particularly hard nip.

"It has to be here," you breathe. "Right now. I need you. Right now."

Kiki rocks back and forth on her heels. You can feel her trembling against you -- her cute tummy, her chest, her neck -- every part of her is shaking with trepidation and anxiety.

You pull down her panties, something special she wore just for the day. You slide her non-existent breasts free from cute oversized shirt. They're flat, and perfectly smooth, right in front of your face. You suck her nipples into your mouth, each in turn, teasing them to hardness.

"Okay," Kiki sighs, her tone filled with the sweet relief of relent. She kisses and nibbles on your ear, the only part of you that her searching mouth can find. "Fuck me. If you need me, fuck me. Make me yours. I need you, too."

You tug your cock free of of your shorts but don't bother pulling them down. With a low growl, you hunch yourself forward and seat your dick in the velvety folds of her pussy. You and Kiki both let out a simper of ecstasy that echoes off the tiled walls.

You pump yourself inside of her, frantic and rough -- rougher than you've ever really been with her. You grab her cheeks in your hand and turn her face this way and that, planting wet kisses wherever you feel like. You push her tailbone against the hard edge of the benchtop and hump her with jackhammer thrusts. She does nothing to resist: she's like putty in your hands, giving herself to you completely.

Her pussy milks and massages you from the inside out. In the past month or so of enjoying her body, she's trained herself to please you with expert finesse. Her cunt is permanently embossed with the shape of your dick, and your dick only. It spasms and twitches all around you, a perfect, snug fit.

"That's right," you tell her, kissing her on the lips, thrumming your fingertips on her neck. You're out of your mind with crazed lust. "You're mine. You're mine, you're mine... only mine..."

"Cum inside me," Kiki begs.

"So you are addicted to it--"

"No-- I'm addicted to you-- I'm addicted to YOU, Champyon--" she runs a hand across your forehead in a gesture of reassurance, still humping back against you. "And-- and I want you to cum inside of me..."

"Here it comes," you grunt. "Take it!!"

You fuck into her so hard that the force of it lifts her dainty feet from the floor. She stays there, pinned in midair between your erupting cock and the benchtop, as you pour her womb full of hot cum.

"Ahhh--" she sighs, her voice trilling from low to high and increasing in volume as her orgasm races through her. Eventually the orgasm becomes a senseless scream: "aaaaahhh--- aaaaaaahhhh--!!"

Your mouth clamps down on her neck and you gyrate your hips. Ropes of milky cream seep out around your member as you spurt and spurt endlessly into her cunt. She holds your face in both hands and accepts it all, the anger and love, the need and passion.

You take Kiki to bed with you and retire early, to lie with her in the moonlight. Just the two of you in a warm embrace under your sheets. You kiss her good night, and the two of you fall asleep together.

---

People who love you the most will never leave you...
So cheer up, and I hope you don't feel sad again...
I love you, Kiki...
Good night and sweet dreams...

Please don't hurt me..." Kiki begs in a tiny, trembling voice.

"I don't want to hurt you," you say.

You say it before you can think about it. Kiki's eyes pop open and she looks down. You stare at one another for a few long, wordless moments.

"I'm going to start now," you say. Kiki curls her toes, bracing herself for the ordeal.

Getting an idea -- completely selfless, you swear -- you coax her butt forward to the edge of the bed so you can pull down her panties. But to your (not so) surprise, she's not wearing anything.

She opens her eyes to slits and watches. You puff a few hot breaths on her cute labia with its bright pink clitoral hood.

"What are you doing..."

"Focus on the pleasure, all right?"

You open wide and envelop her pussy completely. You snake your tongue out and wiggle it into the soft folds of her vulva. At the same time, you work your left hand on her cute non-existent chest.

"Ch-- Champyon--" she says, her voice breathy and quiet.

You stare into her eyes. Her face is deeply flushed and caught in flux between ecstasy and thrill.

Her pussy is sweetest you've tasted. The warm juices coat your tongue like a sugary drink. They flow to the back of your mouth, down your throat. You drink her greedily as you service her: your reward for a good deed. Your fingers trace the contours of her chest, giving her nipples soft twisting pinches, as you bring her to a shuddering orgasm.

"Champyon-- I'm-- I'm cumming! Uohhh--!!" Her breaths are shallow and ragged. Her cute tummy heaves with the effort of climax. Her pussy ripples and cums in your sucking mouth. You tease her clit with the tip of your tongue as her cream pools under your tongue.

When she loses consciousness, you spring to your feet and catch her, keeping her from falling off the bed.

She wakes up as you're tucking her in.

"How do you feel?" you ask.

"Better. Shaky."

You give her a warm pat in the head and kiss in the cheek. She smiles and gives you back a surprise kiss on the lips.

"Good night Champyon, thank you for making me feel the happiest bunny on earth today. I love you"

"I love you too, you silly bunny. Good night." you reply.

Sharing the warmth of each other under your sheets, you both sleep for night, peacefully and happily in each other's company.

---

Good night Kiki...
Cheer up, ogey?
Love you...