#Tween
By The Writer
This is part 2 of Sophia’s adventure. Don’t forget to read part 1 and her description! Feedback is appreciated, part 3 coming soon. Enjoy 😉
Her eyes locked with his, her lips slightly parted, and she could see the hunger in his gaze—the silent invitation to take things further. Her fingers traced the outline of his jaw as she leaned in, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her touch. Slowly, deliberately, she kissed him again, her lips soft and slow as they molded to his, a teasing, tantalizing rhythm that made him ache for more.
Her hands moved lower, tracing the taut muscles of his chest and stomach, her touch light but purposeful. She could feel his breath catch in his throat as her hand brushed against the growing bulge in his sweatpants, a fiery confidence filled her as she gently tugged them down. Her fingertips grazed the skin of his shaft, sending a shiver through him as she kissed her way lower, her lips brushing against the soft skin of his stomach. She could feel the tension in his body, the anticipation building between them. Her gaze remained locked on the anxious eyes of the mysterious man before her, his confident demeanor unraveling as the tension between them mounted. He felt as though time had come to a standstill, yet the fire in his chest burned ever brighter. She, too, was captivated, but the sensation of his rigid errection beneath her delicate fingers etched an image into her mind—one that she could no longer wait to see revealed.
Finally, her hand wrapped around his length, her small hand barely encircling the girth of his member. Her touch was soft, yet the sensation was overwhelming. Asher let out a sharp gasp, and when Sophia finally allowed her gaze to fall upon it, she took in his full form with wide, hungry eyes. Her parted lips and heavy breaths betrayed her awe, her pretty brown eyes committing every detail of the sight to her innocent mind.
A mischievous smile curved her lips as she realized she now held full control of the moment she had subconsciously craved yet anxiously awaited. A newfound confidence overtook her usual elegant and refined demeanor. Never in twelve years could she have imagined finding herself in this situation, yet from the moment she first laid eyes on Asher, it felt as though this was what she had always been destined to want.
With both hands, she firmly grasped his full length, leaving only his throbbing tip exposed, a glistening bead of precum forming at its peak. Her eyes flicked back to his as her slender fingers began to glide up and down with deliberate gentleness. She gazed at him with a seductive, hungry intensity, her breath hitching as Asher’s strong, veined hand slid through her silky hair, the connection between them growing electric.
She felt his length pulsing beneath her palms, his sculpted abs rising and falling with each ragged breath. A grin spread across her lips as she watched Asher’s usual mask of confidence crumble, his expression caught between helplessness and eager anticipation. Slowly, she parted her delicate lips, revealing the soft, velvety tongue he had tasted before. Now, it hovered mere inches from his swollen tip, teasing him with torturous intent. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the desperation for her mouth to envelop him, and the thrill of knowing she had him at her mercy only fueled her own eagerness.
When her slick tongue finally made contact, a spark ignited between them. She gave his sensitive tip a soft, deliberate lick, her tongue savoring the taste of his essence. Closing her eyes for a moment, she allowed herself to fully indulge, the salty-sweet flavor of his precum awakening a deep craving within her. She traced a few more light, teasing strokes with the tip of her tongue, each one deliberate and tantalizing.
Asher felt like he was teetering on the edge, his body tense and straining, but he forced himself to hold back, desperate to see just how far this small, intoxicating figure could take him. Though Sophia had never done anything like this before, it was as if she instinctively knew how to find his most sensitive spots. Her tongue lingered on the ridge of his frenulum, pressing with just enough pressure to make him shudder.
After a few delicate flicks, she lowered her lips to his tip, her soft mouth wrapping around him with a perfect seal. A quiet, wet pop accompanied the moment she took him into the warmth of her sweet mouth, her every movement brimming with innocent curiosity and newfound confidence.
She kept one hand wrapped firmly around the base of his length while her other sought his, their fingers entwining in a delicate embrace. Her gentle touch sent a shiver through him, while his reassuring grip offered her a comforting steadiness in this vulnerable, intimate moment. As his hand threaded through her soft, light brown hair, Asher murmured under his breath, “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Determined, Sophia took it upon herself to see just how much of him she could handle. Her throat became a warm, slick path as she worked to take his entire length. Though she struggled at first, she never faltered, the absence of air in her lungs intensifying the experience for them both. Her tongue glided down to graze his balls as she pushed herself further, driven by a deep, unspoken desire.
She closed her eyes as his tip pressed against the back of her throat, her mind fighting to ignore the realization that he was far too big for her small, eager mouth. Still, the thrill of the challenge exhilarated her. Gasping, she pulled back for air, a sticky string of saliva and precum connecting her swollen lips to his throbbing tip. His length was glistening, soaked in her warmth, her breath coming in heavy pants as she prepared to continue.
Sophia continued her worship of Asher, occasionally glancing up at him with her pretty eyes whenever he whimpered and let out soft sounds of pleasure. Her perfect mouth and cheeks were soon glistening with sticky spit, a testament to her dedication as she moved rhythmically against him. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head with pleasure as he began to face-fuck her more firmly, his hands in her hair. She wasn’t discouraged, though—she was determined to take back control. She moaned softly as he held her in place, pushing her limits, before she pulled back to catch her breath.
Sophia giggled as Asher’s oversized dick rested against her wet cheek, reaching all the way to the top of her head and partially covering her left eye. She smiled playfully, sticking her tongue out as he tapped it teasingly against her parted pink lips and eager tongue. It was clear they had both surrendered to the moment, an intoxicating madness overtaking them. They were losing themselves in each other, their bond deepening in ways neither had anticipated nor fully understood.
Every movement, every soft touch, was meant to please him, to make him feel the depth of her desire for him. As she felt him react, she couldn’t help but smile, knowing the effect she had on him—how she could make him lose himself in her touch, in the shared pleasure between them, her lips and tongue working in harmony to bring him to the edge of madness.
The sounds of his pleasure, the way his chest heaved with every breath, only drove her further. She knew the power she had over him, the way she could make him lose control with a single touch, and it was both intoxicating and exhilarating. She focused on his pleasure, feeling his body tense as he neared the edge, her movements slow and steady, savoring the taste of him, the heat of him.
The dim light of the studio bore silent witness to the scene, while the warm coastal breeze offered a fleeting touch of relief to their heated bodies. Asher gently pulled Sophia back, his strong arms effortlessly flipping her onto her back as he moved over her. Her delicate, precious body was fully revealed, and for the first time since the session began, Sophia felt a flicker of shyness, acutely aware of her vulnerability. Her soft breasts on full, display glowed in the muted light, and her toned legs trembled slightly as she took in the sight of his sculpted physique looming above her.
Asher had to pull back, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer if he let Sophia continue her intoxicating efforts. He needed more—needed to explore the secrets her body held. His gaze drifted over her soft, delicate frame, her chest rising and falling as she panted on the yoga mat. A slightly worried yet eager expression played across her face, her brows knitting together as her wide eyes locked onto his.
Positioning himself over her, Asher placed his strong arms on either side of her, his body towering above hers. His length hovered over her flat tummy, a potent symbol of his restrained desire. There was hunger in his gaze, tempered by a gentle consideration—he couldn’t bear the thought of hurting her. Yet deep inside, a primal instinct clawed for release, threatening to overtake his careful control.
He decided it was too soon to rush and instead chose to take his time, warming her up with tender care. Her frail arms shyly moved to cover her round breasts, her vulnerable gesture making her look even more delicate. She seemed frightened, her wide eyes searching his for reassurance. Gently, Asher brushed a strand of hair away from her flawless face, his touch calming and deliberate. Leaning in closer, he whispered softly, “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle. Is this your first time?” She nodded, her body slowly relaxing at the sound of his soothing voice. She trusted him.
Asher trailed soft kisses down her torso, his lips exploring every inch of her velvety skin. Each kiss sent shivers through her, her body trembling in response to his touch. Lying on her back, Sophia tried to focus on the sensations coursing through her, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him. The way he moved, the careful attention he paid to every part of her, captivated her completely.
With a gentle touch, he parted her trembling thighs, revealing her soft, glistening pink pussy. His eyes flicked up to meet hers, a teasing grin playing on his lips. Sophia bit her lip in response, her hand wandering to her breast, fingers grazing the tender nipple as if seeking her own comfort. Her legs shifted, parting further in quiet invitation.
Asher leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from her flower, the warmth of his breath making her clit ache with anticipation. He began to explore her with deliberate tenderness, planting soft kisses around her most sensitive spot. His tongue moved with care, tracing and discovering every inch, savoring her reactions before finally…
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