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At the sight of her, Robert shifts on the seat lid, the bulge obvious in his pants. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips and she grabs her towel to swipe the excess bubbles clinging to her body away. She wraps herself up in the towel and begins to cry. He gestures for her to come to him. Cynthia pads over to the other side and his hands go to hers, capturing and covering them, the tears beginning to flow from his as well.
“I know the tears you’re crying in your bed at night alone. I’ve cried those tears a thousand times,” she whispers. “But those shallow empty songs about suicide are patronizing. You’ve got to learn to be less lonely when I’m dead.”
“It can’t silence all the voices in my head,” he replies. “I close my eyes, but I can’t make it go away. So you think I’ll be less lonely? I pray that I’m not lonely, when I’m dead.” He sighs, “When I’m dead I won’t feel any pain. And when I’m dead I won’t feel anything.”
A smile comes over Cynthia’s face. “I know the songs you’re singing, saying nothing loud and clear. I’ve heard that song a thousand times. But your shallow empty lies about suicide are patronizing. You can never understand what I feel.”
He looks hard at her, deep into her eyes. “Or do you think I’ll be less lonely when I’m dead? I can’t silence all the voice in my head. I close my eyes, but I can’t make it go away. Do you think I’ll be less lonely? I pray that I’m not lonely, when I’m dead...”
Slowly, her trembling hand moves down her body and clutches the edges of the towel. She pulls it up her thighs at a snail’s pace. Her lovely skin comes into view. Lifting it over her ass, she gathers the fluff of cotton around her waist. Her little baby bump is revealed and surprising. Beneath, her little pussy glistens in the light, more as little quivers run through her.
The sudden flare of passion and revulsion at the sight of her evokes Robert to grunt. His prick hardens completely. He is all ready for her. Now he has to make her ready for him...
“Your parents haven’t guessed at your condition?” he breathes into her ear.
She gives a quick shake of her head.
“But you want to tell your parents, don’t you?”
There is a tiny nod of acknowledgement.
“And if you were to tell them, you’d feel powerful.
Cynthia pulls in a little hiss of breath, but doesn’t release it.
“Then maybe you could be free.”
She draws more air in.
“Then we can be together permanently, maybe as husband and wife.”
There is a small whine as she fills her lungs some more. Her smallish breasts strain her towel.
“Thinking about it makes you feel horny.”
“Yes!” she explodes. Her hips jerk, one quick pump as her passion slips from her grasp for a second.
“And you have to do something when you’re horny,” Robert instructs. “Go ahead.”
Cynthia’s hands move to her inner thighs. She starts to stroke the sensitive flesh there. Her hips twitch at the touch. She gnashes her teeth and a quiet groan oozes from her. She runs them gently along, her legs tremble in response. Then she slams her legs together, trapping her hands between them. Her whole body trembles, then she relaxes and resumes her teasing.
The girl mewls and her hand moves. She runs her fingers over the hot, damp flesh peeking out. She pets her sensitive folds, pressing and playing and teasing. Her whimpers change into sharp gasps. She curls her hand into a fist with two digits extended. The girl hesitates for a moment before pushing those two fingers into her twat. She moans, throatily as she does. Then her hand starts to leisurely pump in and out.
“Mmm,” Robert groans into her ear. “Now that’s sexy...”
Cynthia’s face reddens and the start of a smile appears. The rhythm of her stroking speeds up. Her other hand comes up. A single finger goes to her little nub. She rubs at it and pushes against it. The pumping of her fingers in her pussy speeds up. She hisses. Cynthia climaxes! Her jaw drops and her eyes go blank. Her back arches and her hips shimmy. If not for Robert being there, she would fall to the floor. Her fingers never leave. Her cunt clenches at them, gripping the tiny invaders in the crashing bliss that fills her. Those digits continue their rapid rhythm as her orgasm drives her onward.
Robert smiles widely. The sight of such a passionate girl, along with the disgust of her changing body and what’s inside in strangely intoxicating in both senses. His cock now aches with arousal. He clamps down on his lust. He needs the girl to be desperate, not merely wanting, before he takes her.
With her orgasm over, she slumps against him. She moves her fingers inside her, stroking herself softly. Her chest draws sharp puffs that slowly fall to lengthy breaths. Her face is flushed and shiny with sweat. Not only is it quite warm in the bathroom, but her exertions have raised her body temperature. He reaches up to unclasp the towel and lets it fall away.
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