Little Miss Perfect ✔~ trixya

Chapter 21: Like A Sweet Dream

Katya

Trixie Mattel is not human.
Trixie Mattel is a fucking Goddess, and I am determined to worship her like she deserves.

My eyes roam around her body, taking in the gorgeous sight and saving every detail in my memory. I let my hands travel across her form, squeezing and stroking the delicate curves and soft flesh, as my lips attack her skin, determined to cover her in dark marks, so the entire world can see that she is taken. Jason may have her by day, but tonight she is mine, and only mine.

"You are so beautiful.. So unbelievably pretty, you don't even know." I whisper as my mouth travels down to where I know she needs me most. 

I blow hot air over her core, smiling a little at how wet she is already.
What a sinful angel she is there she lays bare beneath me, her wetness soaking the sheets whilst her crucifix stares down at us from the corner of the room and her Bible lays perfectly placed on her bedside table with her silver cross necklace on top. Somehow the contrast between our sinful actions and the clear symbols of her belief makes this even more sexy. It feels forbidden, and maybe it is, but we don't care. 

I lick her clit with light kitten licks, just barely stimulating it, making Trixie whine in a surprisingly cute way. I laugh a little before I circle her swollen nub with more pressure, which makes her tangle her hand in my hair, holding my head close to her.

"More... please Katya, please more." Trixie moans out, clearly already far into the realm of pleasure. 

But I don't want to rush things, it's her first time, and it should be special.
She should feel adored, taken care of, loved. First times are never the best, even with an experienced partner there is always a thick layer of nerves and awkwardness that will hang over it, but they can still feel special. A good first time should make you want more, make you feel safe and protected, make you feel ready to learn more about your own and your partner's body.
It needs time, it needs attention, and it needs trust. 

"Patience, baby. I've got you, don't worry. I'll take care of you, кукла." I tell her as I remove her hand from my head and move my head away. 

She whines adorably again and I lean up to kiss her quickly before settling back down. I let two fingers travel up an down her puffy lips, letting her wetness coat them.

"You ready, baby?" I ask, making sure again that this truly is what she wants.

"Ye..Yeah, yes.." She moans as I tease her entrance. 

I slip one finger inside, letting her get used to the feeling. I know Trixie has masturbated, but I also know that she's only relied on external pleasure and has never had anything enter her because her parents convinced her that nothing should penetrate her before her future husband did. Therefor, I wait a while before adding another finger, instead thrusting into her gently with only one digit, curling on occasion.

"Please, more.. I need more." She tells me, breathlessly, and so I enter another finger, feeling her tight pussy stretch around the digits as I start thrusting at a faster pace.

"Oh my god.. uuh, that feels so good.." Trixie moans as I speed up.

I slip in a third finger, her core soaking them as I move them in and out, every thrust reaching deep inside her as she let's out the most beautiful high pitched moans. 

"I'm close.. Oh God, I'm so close, Katya.." She moans out and I lean my head back down again, sucking and lapping at her clit as her high reaches her. 

Her back lifts off the mattress and her gorgeously thick thighs shake with pleasure as she screams out my name. I fuck her slowly through her orgasm before I pull my fingers out. I'm about to lick my fingers clean, when she stops me.

"Wait.. can I.. Can I taste myself?" She asks with a deep blush, and I am in awe at the dirty nature of the request mixed with her shy and cute demeanor.
Still, I would not miss the sight for the world and so I hold my hand up in front of her, and sure enough, the girl licks them clean, moaning at the taste of herself.

"Holy shit, Trixie... That is so fucking hot.." I whisper as I watch her. 

Once they're clean I attack her lips, circling my tounge around hers.
I lay down next to her and wrap my arms around her protectively as she yawns cutely. Then she abruptly starts to sit up again as she looks at me with wide eyes.

"What about you?" Trixie asks. I smile at her panic before pulling her back down into my arms.

"Shhh, tonight is about you, we can save the rest for another time." I say, kissing her forehead as I feel her relax in my arms, exhaustion soon pulling her into the land of dreams.

"Goodnight, Trixie. Я люблю тебя." I whisper, almost certain that she won't hear it, and even if she does, she won't know what it means.

One day I will tell her, but not yet.
For now I'll whisper the words into the darkness of night as she cuddles closer to me.