Wicked – Keira Nicole gets pounded by Peter Pan

Title: “Keira Nicole’s Enchanted Encounter: A Naughty Pixie’s Tumble with Peter Pan”

In the far-off Neverland, a magical realm where time stands still, there lived a mischievous pixie named Keira Nicole. Known for her breathtaking beauty and insatiable curiosity, Keira possessed an irresistible allure that captivated all who crossed her path.

One fateful morning, as the sunbathed the lush gardens of Pixie Hollow, Keira decided to embark on an adventurous jaunt beyond the familiar grounds. Drifting on a whisper of a breeze, she found herself in uncharted territory, where towering trees stretched towards the heavens and babbling brooks meandered through greet moss.

Suddenly, a familiar voice beckoned her name. Turning, Keira laid eyes upon a handsome youth with a roguish grin, clad in a green uniform that accentuated his youthful vigor. It was none other than Peter Pan, the boy who would never grow up.

“And what brings a beautiful pixie like yourself to my secret hideaway?” Peter inquired with a wink, his piercing blue eyes glinting with mischief.

Keira couldn’t help but blush under his intense gaze, her heart fluttering with excitement. “I was simply breathing in the sights and sounds of Neverland,” she replied coyly, twirling a lock of blonde hair around her finger.

Peter sauntered closer, his movements as fluid as the wind itself. “Well, Neverland is full of wonders, especially when shared with the right company,” he purred, his voice low and inviting.

Keira’s pulse quickened, her body betraying the desire she had long suppressed. Without hesitation, she stepped into his embrace, her soft curves molding against his muscular frame. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing and exploring one another’s contours.

As their kiss deepened, Peter’s hands roamed over Keira’s delicate body, tracing the curves of her ample breasts and the swell of her hips. She gasped in delight as he unzipped her uniform, revealing her creamy skin and distinctive tattoos. His fingers danced over her flesh, igniting sparks of pleasure that coursed through her veins.

Emboldened by desire, Keira let her hands wander as well, gliding over the firm planes of Peter’s chest and stomach, relishing the feel of his muscles beneath her touch. She deftly unfastened his trousers, freeing his throbbing manhood. She ran her fingers along its length, marveling at the heat that radiated from him.

With a mischievous smile, Keira lowered herself to her knees, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She flicked her tongue over the swollen tip, tasting the saltiness of his desire. Peter groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as she took him into her mouth, her skilled lips and tongue working magic on his aching member.

Peter’s breathing grew ragged as Keira took him deeper, her throat accommodating his impressive size. She reveled in the power she wielded, able to bring him to the brink of ecstasy with each pull of her lips and flick of her tongue.

But Peter was not a man to be dominated for long. With a growl of desire, he pulled Keira to her feet, his hands groping her bountiful breasts and tweaking her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her uniform. He spun her around, bending her over a convenient fallen log.

Keira cried out in surprise and pleasure as Peter’s powerful legs pushed between hers, spreading her wide. She felt his hard length pressing against her core, seeking entrance. With a swift thrust of his hips, he buried himself deep within her, stretching her walls deliciously.

“Oh, Peter!” Keira gasped, her voice ravaged with passion as he began to move, his hips rolling in time with her cries of pleasure. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with a fervor that matched his own.

The sounds of their lovemaking echoed through the lush forest, birds singing and insects chirping a symphony to accompany their dance of passion. Keira’s body trembled with each deep stroke of Peter’s thick shaft, his hands gripping her hips firmly as he drove into her tight heat.

Peter’s pace increased, his thrusts growing more urgent as he chased his impending release. With a surge of power, he flipped Keira onto her back, her legs wrapping around his waist as he continued his relentless pounding.

Keira cried out, her nails dragging down Peter’s back as the coil of pleasure within her spun tighter and tighter. She could feel the pressure building, the intensity of their lovemaking pushing her to the brink of ecstasy.

“Come for me, Keira,” Peter groaned, his voice rough with desire as he drove into her one last time, burying himself to the hilt. The sensation of his thick length pulsing within her sent Keira over the edge, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

As they lay entangled in the tangle of their discarded uniforms, Keira and Peter basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. They knew that this was only the beginning of their adventures, a promise of the pleasures that awaited them in the magical realm of Neverland.

With a playful kiss and a wink, Peter bid his lovely pixie farewell, his heart already yearning for their next forbidden rendezvous. And Keira, her body humming with satisfaction, knew that she would eagerly await the day when Peter Pan would once again make her his own, in the most wickedly delightful ways imaginable.

The End