Daphne Vs. Daddy

I place both my hands on his jaw and pull him into me; supporting myself with his hands on my knees, he reaches for my mouth with his own. He lets his tongue out, his own juices covering it. Instead of simply kissing him, I wrap my lips around his tongue and suck on it, letting him feed me his cum.

I close my eyes as my brain processes his salty and manly flavor, but there’s also a hint of my juices there, a remnant of me squirting all over his face. Oh, I feel dirty, and it feels so damn good to be dirty.

His lips brush against mine then, and I open my eyes, a gentle smile dawning on me. I’m still in a trance, not sure if everything that happened wasn’t just a dream or an illusion.

Where has this guy been all of my life?

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Derek

My eyes snap open and I look at the bedside clock. It's 6:35 am. I've never been one to sleep in. I'm an early riser. I can't help it. I have a morning routine that involves coffee, checking urgent email, making a mental checklist for the day, and exercise.

It never involves … a woman in my bed.

And yet, here she is. Alicia. I look over and see that this isn't going to be a normal morning. There's a sliver of sunlight dancing across a tuft of her blonde hair that's poking out from the comforter.

A tinge of unease hits me. Do I check my email, or do I lie here and wait for her to wake up? Fuck. Do I drape my arm around her, or do I stick to my side of the bed? It might sound ridiculous, but this is new territory for me, so don't laugh.

But none of that matters because before I can even make a decision, I see her stir. She pulls the comforter down, opens her eyes, and smiles.

"What time is it?" she asks.

"It's early. A little after 6:30."

"Oh, I need to leave," she says, sitting up. The comforter slides down and for a quick moment, her perfect, naked breasts are exposed. She quickly grabs the comforter in both hands and pulls it back up to cover herself.

I smile. Just that one peak of her nakedness has made my cock twitch. She thinks I didn't notice.

"Someone's in a hurry. You have to leave right this minute?" I ask.

"Yeah, I have to get to Carter Jeffries soon. I can't be late," she says. "And besides, I'm sure you have a busy day… whatever it is that you do."

"It's only as busy as I want it to be," I say, testing the waters. Will she elect to stay or go? You'd think after the marathon sex session we had last night that my cock wouldn't be twitching in my pants right now, right? Well, that's wrong.

"Oka

y, well, I'm not sure what this is, but—"

I cut her off. "This is us having a good time," I say.

"Right—a good time. I had a nice night. I'll go ahead and grab my things."

By her tone and body language, it's obvious she's never had a one-night stand before. She starts reaching for her clothes that were scattered around various corners of the room last night, and I pat the bed.

"Come here," I say.

She smiles and sits down next to me. I reach up and stroke her cheek.

"I'm not letting you leave yet," I say. I pull her down onto the bed next to me and bring my lips to hers. A soft moan escapes from her mouth, and I nibble on her neck.

"I really … should … probably go," she manages to say in between me kissing her neck, but her words don't match her body language, and I'm unconvinced.

"Well, that's too bad," I say, joking. I get up and stand next to the bed. I'm naked and my manhood is standing fully erect, like a giant fucking totem pole. She can't look at it without blushing. "If you leave now, you'll miss all of this."

She looks down at my cock and blushes before looking back at my face. I start walking to the bathroom, and as my back is turned I say, "Or you can come join me."

I turn on the shower, allowing the glass doors to steam up. Within a moment I hear her approach. I turn and see her standing in the doorway. She's naked except for her pink lace thong, which she hooks with one finger and slowly pulls down over her hips and thighs. She has a soft smile on her face as she walks toward me.