Millie Bobby Brown: Taking the Consequences

“Wait… what… what?”

One minute ago there had been a knock on my door and when I opened it Millie Bobby Brown, the teenage English star of “Stranger Things”, was standing there. She asked to come in and I of course let her. Then she had asked me if I wanted to fuck her. She had her dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and was dressed casually in a short sleeved button-up, faded blue jeans, and sneakers.

And that brings you up to speed and you know just as much as I do about what’s going on.

“I’m sorry. Just… what?” I stammered.

“I’m working with local, state, and federal law enforcement to capture and incarcerate pedophiles,” she explained rather chipperly, “But since just wanting to fuck a teenager isn’t illegal… Would you want to fuck me?”

“I don’t… I don’t…” I stammered some more.

The small girl reached out and began to massage my groin and giggled when I started to swell. “That’s not a ‘No’,” she said with a more breathless giggle. She used her free hand to pull down on my neck as she leaned up and kissed me.

Her lips tasted like strawberry lip gloss as she pressed her lips to mine. She kept her hand on my growing bulge, cupping me and rolling her fingers around as I felt her moist, pink tongue slid across my teeth. It was an automatic response. One of several in the last couple of minutes. If a beautiful, underage, teenage girl asks you to fuck her: You freeze in confusion. If someone starts fondling your dick: You get hard. And if a soft pair of lips and a wiggling tongue caresses your lips: You open up and kiss back.

The young girl pressed her firm body against mine as she kissed me and caressed by tongue with her own. I didn’t realize it or do it on purpose, but I suddenly found my hands on her slender hips, kissing her back. She moaned out and I could feel it in my mouth as I held her close and pressed my erection against her hand and nimble fingers.

“Wait! What…” I gasped as I suddenly used my grip to push her back. I didn’t push her back far, just far enough to break the kiss, her hand was still on my hard prick and I could feel her small, round breasts against my chest through our shirts.

She giggled again as her fingers kept massaging my dick. With her hand on the back of my neck I somehow felt trapped as the teenage girl stood up on her tiptoes and licked my earlobe. “That’s still not a ‘No’,” she whispered and I could feel her hot breath on my earlobe just a clearly as I could hear her.

Millie released her hold on me before grabbing my hand and leading me to my bedroom. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled knowingly. I have no idea how she knew which room my bedroom was but she led me straight there, all the while smiling at me. My eyes slide down from her face to her ass and back again, her designer jeans perfectly worn around her taunt rear-end.

Resisting never occurred to me as she walked us into my room and over to my bed. She had already had her hands and lips on me and my body wanted more. My brain had stopped working right after she had asked me if I wanted to fuck her. She turned around and placed her hands lightly on my chest while smiling wickedly up at me. “Just relax and let it happen,” she said confidently and began tugging up my shirt.

As my shirt hit the floor I had sudden insight and realized what I was doing. I was letting a teenage girl strip me so I could fuck her. That was wrong on so many levels. I started to speak up and step away but in a flash Millie had the button on my fly undone. She quickly grasped my throbbing shaft and slowly began stroking me as much as my pants and underwear would let her. Whatever words I was about to say choked and died in my throat. “Do you wanna fuck me?” she asked again and I automatically nodded my head yes.

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