r-18. ୭౿ stepdad dex eating u up after a small injury
"oh, sweetpea..." he coos at your skinned knee. you hiccup, pursing your lips together. big doe eyes trying to hold back pearls of tears. "you ought to be careful, did you forget?" he gently caressed the hair on the top of your head before sweeping it out of your face. you were sitting on the stairs of the porch. pastel-colored chalk scattered around in front of you, rolleskates hanging loosely on your feet. he then crouched down, untying them before slipping them off. his hand was warm on your ankle but somehow it couldn't make you feel better :( legs where shaking from the impact of you falling, pearls of tears dropping down in your lap from your face. "s'okay, let me take care of you." he slid his hand under your knee, other one steadily on your back as he lifted you up to take you inside. he places you on the sofa, like a little flower. "gonna patch you up and make you feel real good, okay?" he grabbed a first aid kit and set it down next to you. he lathers the wound with some antibiotic ointment, making you flinch and squirm around under him. "'s okay sweets. you're doing good." he placed a gauze pad on your knee and gently wrapped it around with a bandage. then he kissed it. "all done. you're such a brave girl. i've got something for ya." he reached in his pocket and pulled out a red colored lollipop and your eyes lit up, small hands reaching for it. he unwrapped it and held it to your mouth. "can you get it wet f'me doll?" you swirled your tongue around it while grabbing the stick. "good girl. see? already better." he played with the waistband of your shorts before slowly slipping it down your thighs and legs. your legs were closed. he gently massaged your thighs, closer and closer to your little cunny that was now exposed to him. the draught from the open windows felt harsh on your sensitive parts, and even caused goosebumps on your arms. "cold, honey? let me warm y'up, hm?" he slowly bent down, warm hand slipping up your thigh to pull your lips apart, exposing your glistening sweetness to him. he started to place kisses on your clit, then rewarded you with a few kitten licks. tongue barely even touching you. he would be so gentle, always. you unconsciously shifted your legs apart for him, giving him room to eat you up more. "can i have some?" he eyed the lollipop. before you could agree, he slipped it out of your mouth with a wet pop and he would swirl it against your sensitive cunt, up and down. the sensation made you feel icky but you couldn't help bucking your hips up :( it felt too good. icky felt good. then he's slowly pushing it into your little pulsing hole, just enough to stretch it out, no more. just to keep it stretched. he wouldn't want to pop your cherry just yet. his tongue laps at you again, then swirling and you can't stop squirming under him. the pressure in your lower belly is starting to ache and you're almost there. almost there. you keep chanting how good it feels and he keeps working his tongue, keeps slipping the lollipop just enough for you to feel the stretch of it. then when you're cumming he slips it out finally to make sure he can drink you up. you're whining so loud, and he hums and talks you through it. "that's it pretty, gimme all of it. good girl." when you're down from your high, he kisses your cunt goodbye. then he gets up to kiss your face all over, stuffing your lollipop back in your open mouth, but you're too gone to even realize it so he has to hold it in there because it'd just fall out. "fuck.." you sigh rolling your head back. "hey. language." he gives you a sharp look. you immediately just hide your face in the crook of his neck, pecking it and humming.
this sounds like an actual child for some odd reason…..
