Her Savage Mountain Daddy

“We need to get you clean all over,” I growled quietly. She nodded, whimpering as my fingers spread her lips.

“Does that feel good when daddy washes your little pussy, babygirl?”

My finger rolled over her hard-little clit, and Nina cried out, gasping in pleasure.

“Yes, daddy!”

I stopped holding back, and my mouth crushed to hers. She moaned into me, opening her lips for me as my tongue found hers. She clearly wasn’t very experienced, but she picked it up fast as I kissed her hard and deep, tasting that sweet mouth. My fingers teased over her pussy, making sloshing noises in the tub as I rubbed her in slow, deliberate circles.

I knew I was washing my cum away from the night before, regretfully. But then, I knew there’d be more for her soon. There’d always be more of my cum for her pretty little pussy.

I teased her little cunt faster, rubbing my fingers over her clit as she moaned into my mouth. Her hands, dripping from the tub, found my t-shirt, and she clung to it, holding me where I was as she whimpered into the kiss. I knew she was close, and I knew I could make her come for me right there, but I wanted to show her more.

I pulled away, and she pouted when I stood up.

“Come,” I growled, grinning hungrily at her. Oh, she had no idea what else I had in store for her.

I helped her from the tub. The room was steamy and warm, and there was no need for a towel as I scooped her up and carried her over to the wide vanity sink. I placed a terrycloth towel down across the marble and set her tight little ass down onto it, before I knelt between her legs. Nina’s eyes went wide.

“Wait… wh—what are you doing?” She whispered, her breath catching. I reached into the cabinet under her and pulled out cream and a straight razor.

The color drained from her face.

“Hang on, Cormac—”

“Do you trust me?”

She blinked, silence filling the steamy room.

“Do you trust me, Nina.”

She swallowed, eyeing the blade before her eyes slid to mine. And slowly, she nodded.

“Yes,” she croaked out, her voice catching as the fire sparked in her eyes.

“Then lie back. We’re going to make you nice and clean.”

I lathered the shaving cream in a small bowl and used my fingers to brush it over her. She moaned as I slid my hands between her legs, rubbing her eager pussy with the white foam until I’d gotten it where I needed it. I turned the faucet on hot and got the blade steaming before I brought it to her skin. Slowly, gently, with precision, I went to work.

Nina gasped, and I knew she was clenching her core tight, but she stayed still, her creamy thighs quivering.

“Very good, princess,” I said quietly, my eyes locked on her pretty little pussy as I slowly cleaned her hair away with the razor. I kept going, rinsing here and there, until I got it perfect. I used warm water and a washcloth to clean her, rinsing the cream away until she could see.

“How does it feel?”

She swallowed, panting with a flush on her cheeks. Her lips were bare now, and I’d left a small little heart shape right above her clit.

“It—it feels so good,” she breathed. “It’s different, but it feels…”

She trailed off, but I caught her eye. “It feels what.”

“Sexy,” she whispered, blushing.

I couldn’t fucking agree more, and this time, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I moved in, my breath teasing over her thighs and making her gasp. I moved closer, and when my tongue dragged over her bare, freshly shaved little cunt, Nina moaned in primal pleasure.

“Oh God!”

I growled as I did it again, dragging my tongue flatly up from the bottom of her lips all the way up over her clit. She moaned louder, her hips shaking as I started to tease her clit with my tongue. Fuck she tasted so fucking good. She tasted like innocence and candy—something sweet I knew I’d always be hungry for.

I groaned into her, tasting her deeper with my tongue and wrapping my lips around her clit. I teased her little bud, making her cry out as I held her by the hips and pushed her higher and higher. My hand slid down to cup her perfect ass, gripping it tight like it was mine as I licked her clit and tasted her sweet juices.

I was so fucking hard, and all I wanted to do was tear my own clothes off and bury my cock balls-deep in her sweet pink heaven. But I held back. Not yet. I’d make her come all over my tongue first. I’d have her begging for it before I took that cherry of hers.

I growled as I teased her clit faster and faster, sucking it between my lips and batting my tongue across it. My fingers dug into her skin, and when her moans began to fill the room, and when her hips started to buck against my face, I knew she was close.