Daddy For The Night

The Kiss

  This was it; he was going to kiss me. Brent leans in his arm, going to my be around my waist. His other hand goes to cup my face. Brent's lips made contact first lightly with a soft kiss. Pulling back with the hand on my face, he traces his thumb against my chin. His eyes following his thumb, he takes it and puts it to my bottom lip. I open my mouth slightly, wanting to take it in my mouth. Then without warning, Brent's grip around my waist tightens. So much so that my feet come up off the ground. His mouth finds mine, and I am taken on a trip so furious I felt as though my soul could burst. If not for him holding me, I'd have melted to take form as a puddle at his feet. The technique of his tongue pushing me to thoughts of having it at my core. I moan into his mouth, my arms going limp momentarily. 

 The kiss began to slow in intensity, becoming softer. I find my senses and wrap my arms around Brent's neck. He lowers my feet back to the ground but still holding most of my weight to him. I nibble at his bottom lip. Pulling away slightly, Brent's breath was heavy. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that." My head was still busy swimming, and I wasn't being able to form words. "I-I-I, that w-was.." I close my eyes trying to regain my composure. I might as well have been drunk. I wanted more. I do my own rendition of the sudden pull in. Brent laughs against my mouth. "You like it I see." He says pushing me back. "Yes, and I want more," I say pouting. I wanted him. The hell with just kissing I wanted him to rail me in the woods. I go to the zipper on his jeans. "Woah, hold on now," Brent says pulling back my hands. I become frustrated immediately. 

"But you said!" Stomping my foot my arms fly above my head. Brent laughs. "So spoiled. Such a spoiled little Princess you are." This statement didn't amuse me. Mostly because I knew he was 100% right, I was spoiled. "But you're right I did say I would take care of you, didn't I?" Pulling me back in Brent goes in with a slow kiss. Melting once again,  I whimper against his mouth. Brent's hand finds my right breast, cupping it, he massages it slowly. His other hand on my ass he slips my dress up over my waist. Brent leans back. "Pull your panties to the side." He growls. Doing as I'm told I reach down and pull the once dry panties to the side. Brent doesn't break eye contact while I do this. Taking his hand, Brent cups me from behind. One finger slipping between my folds, he finds my entrance and lets it sit there for a moment. "Does that feel good, Princess?" Brent's voice was a low hum in the back of my head. From the front, the fingers on his other hand find my clit with expertise 

"I knew you'd like this. Feels so good, doesn't it, baby girl?" The slow circles he was forming were making me see stars. My legs felt like they were going to give out. Brent's finger that was at my entrance sinks its way in deep. Coming out slowly, he adds another. "Oh, sh-shit." I moan, clutching to Brent's shoulders. My legs begin to shake against my will. "Good girl. Hold on; we're going to go faster." Brent's fingers from behind pick up the pace along with the fingers at my clit. My legs shaking with more intensity, my moans turning to cries. "That's right. Tell me how good it feels, baby." I open my mouth to try and say something, but all that comes out is more cries. I must have looked ridiculous. This man had me out here looking like a newborn giraffe! "Fu-fuck." The first formed word that makes it's way out of my mouth. I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand. 

I was close. I was shocked at how quickly Brent was able to get me here. This wasn't normal for me; then again, most of the men I'd been with didn't have the skill Brent did. There had to be so many women out there with him on their minds. This was insane. I could feel wetness dribbling down my thigh. Jesus. Slowing his speed, Brent began thrusting his fingers from behind with stronger strokes but kept the speed at my clit the same. That was it. Three hard thrusts, and I could feel my core tightening over his fingers. "Oh yes, there you go, Princess. c*m on Daddy's fingers." If I were laying on my back, it would have been arched. I cry out so loudly I half expected Brent to put his hand over my mouth. He didn't. Instead, he took my mouth in his and kissed me as the rest of my orgasm funneled to a stop. His hand at the front came up and gripped my throat.

Leaving his fingers inside of me, he pumps them slowly till stilling them completely. "You're so f*****g tight. I can't wait to have myself deep in here." He says, adding one last slow pump before pulling them out. Taking the fingers to his mouth, he licks them clean in front of me. Well damn. I think to myself. If ever a moment to look into an off-set camera, this would have been it. Brent's eyes roll back, "You taste heavenly." I was speechless. I could feel his c**k through his pant up against my tummy. Brent pulls my panties back to their place and my dress down. He pulls me in and hugs me tightly, rubbing the small of my back; he lays a light kiss on my neck. "You feel better?" He asks. "I feel great. Let me-" I go to the zipper once again at his jeans. Again for the third time, Brent stops my hands. I was starting to wonder if something was wrong. I knew it wasn't his size he was worried about. You could visibly see he did not need to worry. 

"I want to. I want to make you feel good. Please?" I wasn't lying. I wasn't asking because I felt like I owed him. I actually wasn't one to give head. I wasn't fond of it; I'd used it frequently to get out of situations where I didn't want to have intercourse. So I didn't have a good relationship with it. But Brent made me want to have him in my mouth so badly.  I craved the feeling of him tightening against the inside of my cheeks. To feel his c**k pulse at release. "I know Princess; I know you do. I want it, I do. But I want to keep that for when we get back to your place tonight." Brent's hand goes to my chin. Lifting it, he takes his other hand and pushes his fingers into my mouth. The same fingers that had been deep inside of me earlier. "I promise Princess when we get back home. I'm going to fill this pretty mouth of yours." I suck on his fingers. "Would you like that? Say yes, daddy." I close my eyes for a  moment and reopen them. His fingers leave my mouth. "Yes, Daddy." Moving my hair out of my face Brent kisses my forehead. "Good girl."