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The Father Cult, 6 of 15
by Rainproof
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Virgin Cum
As I held her pelvis to my face, I felt it jerk. Her whole body
twitched upward. A small twitch; but it was there, nevertheless. I
kept going. Another twitch. Upward towards me again. I pushed my
tongue into her vaginal opening as much as possible, relishing her wet
syrupy sweetness. I heard Mary gasp then, hardly more than a whisper.
My tongue stayed active, moving up to where her little clitoris
nestled near the top of her slit. I tongued it gently but
continuously. Soon another twitch was accompanied by another gasp, but
this gasp was louder. I felt her hand come to rest lightly on my back.
"Ow!" Mary yelped.
"What is it honey? Did I hurt you??"
"No. My ponytail's bugging me. Wait." She sat up slightly, reached
round and released her black hair from the elastic band and the dainty
blue ribbon which encircled it. All at once her hair fell across her
shoulders, lush and glossy and thick. Then she lay back down on the
pillow. "Okay. I'm sorry Daddy."
I breathed a sigh of relief, then returned to Mary's tantalising
little snatch. I focused my attention on her clit, ravishing it with
all the oral expertise I could muster. Lifting my face again, I saw
Mary's head tilted back, her mouth agape, her chin pointed at the
ceiling. At last I was getting somewhere but I didn't know how much
longer my tongue would hold out. I changed position again, this time
moving between her legs after pulling them free from her underwear. I
knelt and grasped her sweet little ass again and lifted her pussy to
my mouth, placing her legs over my shoulders. When I put my mouth and
tongue to her slit, her hands grasped my hair and she moaned softly. I
kneaded her cheeks and literally attacked her clit with my tongue. Her
moaning became constant, her fingers in my hair were pulling this way
and that. I pulled my mouth back and blew gently onto her little
button, which pouted distinctly from between her rosy labia. Then I
got back on it.
Her pelvis arched tighter against my mouth. She was lurching up to me,
straining for something. She let out a new, high-pitched whimper, and
wrapped her legs tighter and tighter around me. Her pussy was suddenly
much wetter, wetter from more than my saliva. She grunted, gave one
last hard push upward, and then she collapsed on the bed.
I pulled up and twisted around. Mary was lying all askew-- hair in her
face, eyes closed and her mouth half-open. Her little chest rose and
fell with her heavy labored breathing. I lay next to her and gathered
her into my arms. Had this been her first orgasm? I wondered. I held
her until she was ready to respond.
"Oh Daddy," I heard her say dreamily into my ear. I drew back to gaze
upon her face. She looked radiant now, no longer showing boredom or
indifference. She looked very lovely indeed.
"Now I know what Mom meant about learning the Ways. Is that it? I
thought I was gonna explode! It felt so good! I thought my prize was
flying away."
"Your prize, honey?" I asked, puzzled. "What is your prize?"
"It's my vagina, Daddy. My mom calls it my prize, and told me I should
always cherish it and take care of it. She says it is only for the
One, the One who will teach me the Ways. The Teacher." She paused,
then said quietly, "I guess that means it's for you."
I didn't really know what to say. They certainly were a strange lot.
"Your prize, huh? Well I call it your pussy, honey. Haven't you ever
heard it called that?" She nodded. I changed the subject. "You thought
your pussy would fly away? Hmm. I never heard cumming described quite
like that, but I like it." I stopped so I could delight in her
post-orgasmic disarray for a minute, then went on: "Mary, haven't you
ever done that for yourself-- you know, by touching yourself?"
She drew back to look at me. "No, Daddy."
"Don't you ever touch yourself down there? When you're alone?"
She was quiet for a moment. I could see the blood mantle to her cheek.
Then she whispered: "Uh-huh. Sometimes. It feels really good... it
makes me feel kinda sleepy after, though."
"Well, I'm glad I was able to share it with you, sweetie. That nice
feeling is called 'cumming'."
"Is that what it is always like? Being with a man, knowing the Ways?"
"Not always. I think it should always be like that. And it will be if
you have someone who loves you and who cares about your feelings."
She placed her hand between her legs. She raised it up, examining it
inquisitively. "Daddy? I'm all wet down there. Inside."
"It's from cumming. That's how your body reacts to it."
"Is that what happened to you, when your sperm came out? Is that how a
man cums?"
"Yes, it is. See, honey? You're learning already about the Ways!" I
felt pretty silly talking their cult lingo, but Mary only nodded
solemnly. "You're doing very well. I'm going to show you all about the
Ways. All about a man and a woman." Or in this case, a little girl. I
smiled and hugged her tightly, and this time she responded. She hugged
me back, and kissed me on the mouth without any prompting.
"Daddy! Can we do some more? Please?? I want to learn more. I'm
ready."
-End Chapter 6-
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