The Four Gifts – Part 2 of 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!  In fact, it’s the polar opposite of that.

(Start with Part One)

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The Four Gifts – Part 2

For as much as his body wanted to keep struggling towards natural reaction, his mind intervened and convinced him to lay still.  And when he finally stopped fighting, Vicky slid straight up – hold her opening around his tip for a moment before incrementally sliding back down.  This was not only an intense sensation for him to endure.  It was also an intense one for her, too.

Penetration, often romanticized in many ways, was a very jarring experience for a female.  And yes, there was enjoyment she got from it.  But it was a different kind of enjoyment than what David got from it.  If done right, she could reach the summit of pleasure from penetration.  But Vicky was always particular about her orgasms and that was why she enjoyed being on top the most.

Locking her elbows to hold herself up, she clenched her pelvic muscles around the base of his cock – the entire length of his shaft now back inside her.  She began to rock back-n-forth, making the movements something that benefitted her more.  She would do this for a while, whimpering herself and beginning to breathe heavier and heavier.  Then she would stop moving back-n-forth, beginning to move up-n-down and making the movements something more beneficial for him.  Over and over, she slid herself upward and then pounced back down – their pelvic bones connecting again and again.

The Four Gifts – Part 1 of 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!  In fact, it’s the polar opposite of that.

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The Four Gifts – Part 1

David lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling of the bedroom but not seeing anything at all.  The bedroom was pitch-black, and it was so very cold.  He could hear Vicky saying goodbye to her girlfriends out in the living room.  Vicky was his girlfriend of one year.  And tonight was New Year’s Eve.  It had been exactly one year since they got together.

But my oh my, what an unbelievable first year it had been, leading to this very unbelievable moment.

Vicky had a tradition of getting together with all her besties on New Year’s Eve, about a dozen women altogether.  Some she met in childhood.  Some she met in college.  Some she met in her adult life.  They would meet somewhere and sit and talk about the year that had been for each of them.  They spoke of their successes and their failures, of the people who raised them up and the people who had let them down – each offering condolences and congratulations … along with their continued pledges of support, no matter what happened. 

They had done this for years.  And this year was Vicky’s turn to host the gathering.  Usually, it was only a one-hour gabbing session, but this year it went until 11:45 pm.  It certainly had been an eventful year for Vicky.  So she had a lot to talk about, her relationship with David being the main topic.

After this gathering, the besties always headed back to their homes for the midnight celebration to come.  And usually, the besties had plenty of time to get where they were going.  But this year, they would need to book it to get there.

David heard the living room TV turn off, followed by Vicky walking down the hallway and knocking on the closed bedroom door.

“Ten minutes, baby!” Vicky said after knocking, then heading straight to the first-floor bathroom at the end of the hallway.

David startled to alertness.  He hadn’t been sleeping, just peacefully having remained in a lull since she put him in that room at 9:30 pm.  Now, it was just ten minutes until the New Year.  Breathing in deeply through his nose, he exhaled exactly the same.  It had been a long first year, but it would be an even longer ten minutes.  And the sound of Vicky’s voice, saying three simple words: Ten minutes, baby … would echo in his mind every second of the way.

ABDL Nympho: Book 2

This is definitely not a pure-n-innocent Yittlin ABDL Story. As with Book 1, The ABDL Nympho Book 2 not only delves into the obsessions of sex but also with bisexual curiosity as the BabyGirls in these stories experience orgasms-a-plenty, fingering, humiliation, tasks on their knees, wetness, swelling, arousal, twitching, contracting muscles, humiliation and contracting muscles afterwards.

Tremors, twitches, ridges and g-spots will all be explored as Nymphomania takes center stage.  But as always:  Sometimes, she’s a Big Girl.  Sometimes, she’s a little girl.  But she’s always his BabyGirl.

Sample: “The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl”

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

         
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

         
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

         
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:

The Dark Age Play Series

 

The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl

Taken from:

The ABDL Nympho Book 2

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here is a little story about faith, about saving one’s self and about the reward that keeps sending you back to the summit.

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The Rapid-Fire BabyGirl –

An entire month! That’s 30 days – just a bit more than 4 weeks – 720 hours – 43,200 minutes – 2,592,000 seconds – 22 days of work and 8 days off … but no matter how a month was tabulated, it was way too long to be separated from the one you loved.

Sage stood at the screen door at the back of the kitchen, staring longingly at the skinny stone driveway that led up to the house. The middle of the driveway had grown up with grass, one of countless reasons as to why she was ready to move. And while their house was located at the quiet, rural end of Long Lane, Sage was growing ever-more anxious to plant her roots elsewhere. This chapter of her life was over. And change was desperately needed.

But some things would always remain the same. They needed to remain that way in order for her to survive.

Standing in that kitchen doorway, the main entrance to their little house, Sage was silhouetted by the overhead light behind her. But if details could’ve been seen, they would’ve shown her – wearing her diaper, her earrings … and nothing else. Blowing on her fingernails to ensure that the fresh coat of red nail polish would dry before he got home, Sage looked at the last beams of sunset over the horizon of trees in the distance, nibbling her lower lip – lost in more thoughts than she could process, just then.

ABDL Nympho: Book 1

When lust burns its deepest and most passionate, curiosities become obsessions, tingles become urges, thoughts become fuel for yearning and the unremitting need to find yourself pinned down as you climb to a summit of arousing pleasure is the only thing that matters to you. And when a nympho girl succumbs to weakness to regain her breath, rest assured “too much” will not be enough.

This is a collection of short stories about BabyGirls who love the physical with a passion dawning on mania. From a little “unwinding” in a college dorm room to the old work place to the bedroom and beyond, these BabyGirls nurse their pacifiers and hold their heads high as their feet are held higher still.

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Sample:  Study Break

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

         
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

         
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

         
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:

The Dark Age Play Series

 

Study Break

Taken from:

The ABDL Nympho Book

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here’s a story about Peaches ‘n … cream.

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Study Break –

A very happy and very relieved college girl walked briskly down Albany Street on the M.I.T. main campus in the center of Cambridge, Massachusetts. Heading to the Edgerton House, the graduate housing she hoped to get into in the fall, there was a skip to her step that hadn’t been there all week. But now, her zeal had returned, practically bursting out of her and beginning to finally unwind her tighter-than-a-snare-drum fortitude. She had done it. It was as plain-n-simple as that and no one could take the accomplishment away from her. Having just finished her last exam of the Hellish final week of her last semester as an undergrad, she smiled, deep within and more brightly than ever on the surface. And once her professors graded all her exams, she would officially complete her Bachelors of Science degree.

Happy as a lark, she looked forward to returning to M.I.T. in the fall to pursue and conquer her Masters of Science degree. And now it was onward and upward to better things. She would never be an undergrad again. But, following Professor MacArthur’s advice, she wouldn’t allow her enthusiasm of the future to come at the expense of the moment.

Yes, things were onward and upward, but first, they would need to become inward and then further inward. No, she would never be an undergrad again, but she would lustfully still find herself beneath the right people, hopefully pinned beneath them. And while tighter-than-a-snare-drum was the best way for her to be when taking finals, her extracurricular exam would certainly loosen her up quite a bit. With any luck, she would be forced to loosen up so she would understand how tight she had made herself.

And that was what awaited her at the Edgerton House, the break from studies that she had been waiting for. She would freely lose herself and in doing so, find herself again. Her real identity and real name didn’t matter, at least not just then. Once she walked into Apartment 4S, she would only be known as Peaches.