Saving Little Amy (An Age Play Romance)

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touched, and a whole lot better than simply having his tongue tease me until I couldn’t take anymore.  I bit down on my lip as I felt myself going over the edge.
    “You’re going to cum, aren’t you?”  He drove himself deep and started to pound my pussy with quick, erratic thrusts.
    “Yes…”  I let out a slight shriek.
    There was certainly no way to hide the expression on my face.  I was so caught up in the moment that I lost control and my head rolled back against the pillow.  My back arched and my chest heaved with quick, hurried breaths.  I could feel his cock pulsating and throbbing inside of me.  I had felt that before right before he unloaded inside of me earlier.  I didn’t know if he was as close as I was, but I knew he was definitely headed in that direction.  It was all I could do not to scream, although I’m certain my eardrums betrayed me and I was a lot louder than I thought I was.  His muscles tightened and his cock seemed to swell even more, which sent me over the edge as it slid across my g-spot.  I felt the orgasm start to surge through my body and his breathing got even heavier.  Shorter, quicker thrusts followed and then I felt him begin to cum.  I could practically feel it rushing through his cock as he exploded inside of me.  It felt like our souls connected on a level I didn’t know was possible as we both experienced the ultimate form of bliss.  He thrust his cock in a few more times, emptying the last bit of his cum.  My body quivered as my orgasm finally subsided.
    “Don’t go anywhere.”  He said as he slowly slid out and stood up.  “I’m not done with you yet.”  He lit a cigarette and sat down on the side of the bed.
    “What do you mean?”  I rolled over to face him.
    “I mean I’m going to fuck you again as soon as I’m done with this.”  I could see that his cock was still semi-hard.
    “Again?  Wow…”  I tried to steady my trembling legs.
    “I told you, it gets better with practice.”  He exhaled a stream of smoke and pushed my legs apart, fingering my cum soaked pussy as he continued to smoke.  By the time he was finished with his cigarette, I was ready more than ready for round two.
     
    ***
     

For several months, everything was perfect.  I got up in the morning with him, a little earlier than normal, and he got me ready for the day.  He went to work and I stayed at home.  My schoolwork kept me busy during the day, and sometimes it kept me busy into the night.  I was doing fairly well in my classes, but they were boring.  The thing that kept me going was the rewards I got every time I showed him a good grade.  Even if he put in a ten hour day, he was never too tired to spread my legs and make sure I knew how proud he was of me.  Sex went from being something I didn’t understand to something I craved and enjoyed daily.  He took care of me, keeping bottles in the fridge and baby food in the cabinets.  As disgusting as it was at first, I actually began to look forward to it.  The only part I really didn’t enjoy was waiting on him to come home every evening to get my diaper changed, but I wasn’t brave enough to defy him.
    “Hello?”  I picked up the phone after waddling over to it and grimacing at the feeling between my legs.
    “Is this Amy?”  I didn’t recognize the voice.
    “Yes, who is this?”  I held the receiver closer to my ear.
    “Hey Amy, it’s Chloe.  I wasn’t sure if you still lived with dad.”  She sounded out of breath and in tears.
    “Yes, I still live here.  What is going on, Chloe?”  I felt something stabbing me in my gut—a sense of worry swept over me.
    “Amy, he got shot.”  She started to sob.  “They said he’s not going to make it.”
    “What!?  Chloe, where is he?”  I felt tears welling up in my own eyes.
    “Benton Regional.  If you want to say goodbye, you should come as quickly as you can.”  She started to cry and then I heard the line go dead.
    “Chloe! 

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