Pandora's Box Opened (part 2)

I stood there, watching her young body experience it's first dick-induced orgasm. Wondering if maybe this is where it ended for today.

"FUCK ME."

I was wrong and when a girl's wetness is running down your balls, you know what needs done.

Here I thought I'd start to thrust slow, because it's still her first time and all... but no, she wasn't having ANY of that slow love making shit - her young slit wanted a pounding. And a pounding it got.

I held her knees back, my hands gripping the backs of her thighs, and slammed my girth into her tight hungry hole.

Admittedly I don't know the first thing about Autism, but I was starting to get a little envious as it seemed like she was orgasming every 2 to 3 thrusts. Her body spasm-ed as her little pussy was doing it's damnedest to squeeze every drop of cum out of me - and fuck me, not cumming was the hardest fucking thing not to do.

Impossible as it turned out, as she squeezed me so hard with one orgasm that there was no stopping my manhood from flooding her little tunnel with a titanic load.

Now you'd be forgiven for thinking that I'd be spent after that kind of explosion. No, not a chance - Vaigra couldn't hold a candle to the power of a cute face attached to an eager and willing young pussy.

I laid back on the bed, my manhood at throbbing attention, Sara as you'd expect, zero'd in on the dick that gave her the recent series mind shattering orgasms. Following my instructions she stood up, positioning her hips and lips over my upright shaft and lowered herself on it. She gasped as she accidentally took it to the hilt - not yet accustomed to how to raise and lower herself. It didn't take her long though as within a minute or two she was bouncing on my swollen shaft like a pornstar possessed.

I watched as she impaled her young body over and over on my manhood - there was no love to be found here, her mind, and everything else only wanted what hung between my legs. I was her human dildo, and I wasn't complaining.

She bounced, and bounced, and bounced, her little pussy tightening around me every time she orgasmed. A few points I tried talking to her but I guess my dick didn't leave any room for words in her little head. Few things in my life beat the sensation of lying back, relaxed, feeling her young body slide up and down every thick inch of my shaft. And it was clear that my mind had every intention of making sure she had no shortage of cum from me as I swear I kept cumming, seemingly never running dry.

I swear, she too never ran dry, her legs giving out before her wetness (how much water does this girl drink?!)

At some point we both realized that a break was needed, and maybe a shower, plus it was getting close to when her mom was supposed to be back home.

I went first, getting some much needed cleaning done, when Sara apparently decided that waiting wasn't an option. Showing no signs of shyness, she stepped into the stall with me, her body becoming slick and glistening as the warm water hit her. It was clear that her fascination hadn't waned as her eyes remained locked on my package as it started to grow in her presence.

As her gaze lingered below my waist, I pumped some body wash in my hands and began to lather her body. My hand, thorough, slid down and wandered between her thighs, my index finger finding her tiny clit, it's tip, with soap and water sliding across it. She let out a soft moan, grinding her clit against my hand as I felt her fingers wrap around my cock, stroking it, hardening it further.

Even through the water the feel of her natural lubricant was unmistakable - I should've known we weren't done. She raised her leg, nearly slipping in an attempt to present her slippery pussy at a height she hoped my cock could reach. Turning her, I guided her hands to the rod that held the wash cloths, telling her to hold it tightly and to stand on her tip toes. At first she seemed confused until she felt the swollen tip of my manhood push into her from behind. Her flawless slippery ass pressing against me as her willing hole stretched to accommodate my engorged wet rod.

My cock couldn't get enough of her perpetually wet tiny pussy. Nor did her young slit seem to get enough of my manhood pounding into it as she instinctively began to rub her little clit.

She nearly collapsed from what I could only assume was a gargantuan orgasm. Wrapping one arm around her partially limp figure, I continue to use her like my own petite fuck toy, stroking my shaft with her tiny pussy until I had my own turn...