Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
I couldn’t help moaning as I wrapped my hand around it and gave it a firm stroke, but I couldn’t decide if my touch or Orlando’s soft moan was my favorite part. Both were amazing but I let my hand become the focus so I didn’t accidentally ruin his headspace.
So as he sucked on his bottle and his fingers barely caressed my chest, I focused on my cock and how sexy he’d been when he was kneeling on the floor for me. I thought about how his face had lit up when he’d realized it was the breeding I’d been wanting to approach cautiously and how sexy he’d been when he’d looked down at his own belly and asked if he was sexy.
Fuck.
I’d been hard for hours and tempted for longer than that, so finally having him in my arms and fantasizing about making love with me and being bred by his Master pulled me closer to the edge with every stroke.
Even the rough touch hadn’t slowed me down like I’d hoped and every soft, pleased sound from Orlando made it even harder to stretch out the scene. But eventually his sucking started to slow and his breathing got deeper and there was no holding back.
Coming as quietly as I could, I shook and moaned as the pleasure just kept going until I was just as boneless as Orlando was. He managed to nuzzle me with his cheek and gave some kind of a sighing sound that might’ve been a word, but before I could come down completely from my high, he was out.
And it wouldn’t be long before I followed him…my adorably naughty little Trippy.
Chapter 19
Orlando
“Stop squirming.” Bastian’s tone was firm but that was mostly because he still seemed to be sleeping. “Who takes off your diaper?”
Ugh.
Sleeping and smart.
“You do.” That didn’t help me to stop squirming, though. “You can do it right now if you want to.”
It would be very helpful if he did.
“I know.” He might’ve known but he didn’t seem to understand because he just rolled over and wrapped himself around me like I was his teddy bear. “I’ll do it in a bit.”
Hmm.
“How long is a bit?” Was that in a few seconds? Minutes? “Just wondering.”
Wait.
“I like my pajamas, though, and I’m not panicked about anything.” He’d find something to worry about no matter what, but I thought I caught most of it. Oh. “And you have a very nice penis. Not ugly or even unfortunate looking. And I’m glad I stayed over.”
That really had to cover most of it.
Well, except for the one thing that was making me wiggle.
“Thank you for making sure I knew all that information.” Bastian didn’t sound worried or asleep any longer, but he nuzzled against the side of my head and didn’t seem to be in any rush. “I’m glad you slept over too and I’m glad you don’t think my penis is ugly. Yours is cute too if you were wondering.”
“I wasn’t but thank you.” My response seemed to surprise him based on how he barked out a laugh. “I do have one…issue, though.”
What was the best way to approach the having to pee issue?
He wasn’t the butch kind of guy who’d say I could go take a piss. I don’t think I’d ever heard him use language like that even when he didn’t know I was listening, but was I really supposed to just wait patiently until he decided he was done?
That didn’t seem logical unless…oh…
“I need clearer instructions about what to do in this situation.” Yes, this was a Daddy fixes things situation. “I won’t be able to stop wiggling without instructions.”
Because if I stopped wiggling, we were going to have a completely separate issue.
He laughed again.
This one was deeper and sounded like he was very pleased with himself, but he also started stroking my chest and down to my tummy. “Clear instructions, huh?”
“Yes.” Because the littles online said it was something that had to be discussed beforehand and I really didn’t think we’d done that.
He’d given me a big bottle of milk and had conveniently forgotten to have me use the bathroom before bed, so part of me thought I knew what we were doing, but this was a clear communication needed topic.
We didn’t surprise people with a full diaper of any sort.
That seemed to be Diaper Etiquette 101.
“Then we’re going to stay right here cuddling until you use the diaper so you know what that feels like.” Shifting a bit, he ended up with his leg draped over my thighs and his hand somehow ended up rubbing right over my bladder. “You have your safewords if you need them, but Daddy says we’re going to experience this together to see how you feel about it.”
Clear instructions didn’t make me less wiggly, but…
“I think I should tell you that my body is very confused about the possibly being held down part of this.” It also might like the having to go but not going part too. That was still kind of confusing but I was starting to understand what some of the littles had been saying online. “So if you were trying to send clear signals, you might want to shift how you’re holding me.”