Daddy, Take Me Ch. 12

I could only grin, and she swatted my butt. "No less than what your Scottish brogue does to me, my love."

We found a nightclub quickly and rushed inside. We found a table, luckily, ordered a few drinks and checked out the other people to see if we should stay or check out another place. It felt comfortable with plenty of couples, mainly girls, dancing already. Yea, this'll do, I thought.

And we danced. With the abandonment of youth, we held each other, swayed and bumped hips, our laughter and joy filling the room. We were entranced by each other's dress, the daring slit showing more than a bit of thigh. Maisie would dance behind me, her arms around me, my head on her shoulder, as she ground her pelvis on my butt, her hands cupping my covered breasts. And we were one of the more-sedate-couples dancing! She roughly turned me around and pulled me in, her tongue piercing my eager mouth. A slow song rang out, and I could feel one hand slip between the folds of my dress, her light fingers playing with the edges of my panties. No one, as far as I could tell, noticed. Maisie rubbed her breasts over mine, as we looked at each other, both so besotted with the other. Her finger moved to my covered mound and pressed into my moist pussy.

"Je suis mouillé pour toi," I moaned into her ear.

Maisie looked at me, not knowing what I had said. I thought she would know by the look in my eyes, and how my body responded to her provocative touch.

"I said, 'I'm wet for you,'" I sighed, and bit her earlobe.

She spanked my butt, the gesture not unnoticed by people nearby, but I didn't care. Maisie turned me around, my ass against her again, and she pulled my dress open, showing off her hen to anyone watching, as we slowly danced. This beautiful woman had me, simple as. A tall, striking woman moved her way to us, her hips and body so fluid as she began to sway...for us. I was captivated by this brunette's beauty, eyes, and tight body. I was mesmerised by how she seductively danced with us. Cat-like, she moved forwards 'til her body was almost touching mine. I looked into her eyes and saw the same desire I had for Maisie. As she leaned in to kiss me, I turned my head sideways. My lips were for one woman only. She smiled coquettishly, smirked and danced away in search of another couple. Maisie's lips were on my neck, my hair damp from dancing, and she kissed me.

I moved my body behind hers and began to tease her the same way, our bodies swaying as one, as my fingertips followed the contour of her face, her neck, her breasts, and down to her pelvis. My hand slipped between her opening, teasingly playing with her panty-covered pussy. She went to pull my hand out, but I bit her neck, and her only response was to loudly moan, her desire drowned out by the pulsing music. I moved away, grasped her hand and swung her around, directing her body where I wanted it, and Maisie followed my lead, her red hair swaying like her dress was. Our eyes were smouldering, as we danced. I stopped, pulled her to me, and asked, "Drink?" She nodded and went to our table, as I bought two more gins. We sat down, exhausted, and laughed, our wet faces kissing. We had been there for hours, so turned to Maisie and asked, "Home?" Her eyes said, even if I couldn't hear her response.

We lazily drank our pink gins, loudly commenting on the other people out dancing. We saw 'our' brunette dancing, then sitting with two other girls. She'd be okay tonight, I thought. As would I.

We finished our drinks quicker than any others that evening. Maisie stood, cocked her head and raised her eyebrows, and I grasped her hand, as we walked from the noisy din. We headed, hand in hand, towards the seafront and turned left. Maisie shakily opened the front door, as I pushed her in, giggling. I shut the door, grabbed Maisie by the lapels of her coat, and forced her against the door. As my lips found hers, I drew my hands through her hair, pulling her long, red locks. Our mouths latched together, as she pushed my coat off my shoulders, her hands holding me tight against her body. I pushed her jacket off, biting her neck as I did so. I brought both hands under her breasts and lifted them, our wet mouths taking each other. I heard her long, drawn-out moan, as my fingers swept across her highlighted nipples. We pressed our bodies, fingers exploring and caressing the other's body. I quickly stood back from her, her face ashen from the loss of my desire. I pushed my hair back, my eyes enveloping this woman I was in love with. As I kicked my trainers off, I fiddled with another button on my dress, my dainty bra now in view.

Maisie began to feverishly unbutton her dress, but I told her to stop and caught my breath, as her fingers continued playing with her buttons. I took another step back and whispered, "Touch yourself, mon amour."

Maisie playfully spread her legs, her hands running through her long hair, her body rubbing on the door. I watched as her fingers swept beneath her open buttons, her hand grasping her still-hidden breast. I followed her movements, my hands touching and pinching my eager nipples. I ran my free hand along my neck and through my hair while my eyes never left hers. I watched as her breasts rose and fell, her breathing deeper than before.

"Touch yourself," I murmured, with a desirous plea.

She kept one hand hidden on her breast, the other sliding along her stomach, as she kicked her shoes off. Our eyes did all the talking, except for the rising groans from us. My hand mimicked hers, as I swept along my stomach, then ran lower and covered my wetting pussy. I cupped my covered cunt and moaned her name. I watched as she did the same, her fingers pushing into the folds of her dress. I was entranced, as she slid a hand between the high-cut slit, her fingers disappearing between the folds of her dress.

"Show me," I hissed, and she opened her dress, showing me her now-dark, pale-cream panties. She slowly ran a finger along her wet gusset, as I opened my dress the same way and showed her my wet, light-blue panties that she had so generously chosen for me hours ago.

"You're...you're...beautiful," I moaned, my body hunched over, as I stroked myself.

As if reading each other's minds, our hands delved into our panties, and we began to finger ourselves, our eyes fixed on the other.

"Do...do you want to...see my breast...Chloe? Hmm? Tell me, baby...just tell me," she whined, as her fingers swished through her hidden labia.

"Ohhh...my...Maisie...just keep...doing that...just...slow...my...beau—" I moaned.

Maisie went to take a step toward me, but I put my free hand up to stop her.

"Nooo...just...stay...fuck, Maisie...you're...so..." and my words trailed off.

Not listening to my fervid instructions, Maisie awkwardly undid three more buttons, her thin, lacy, matching bra open to me. She brought two fingers to her nipples, pinched them, and groaned.

I bent my knees and shifted another finger into my dribbling cunt. My thumb unconsciously rubbed my excited clit, as I watched Maisie's breasts heave and her body shake.

"Are you going to...touch me, Chloe? Are you? Tell...me, mo ghràdh," she sighed, her eyes now glassy and wide.

"I...I will, ma beauté...but I want to watch you cum," I said clearly. "Go on, Maisie...cum for me...then I'll make love to you," I sighed, my stomach tightening up as I played my clit like an instrument.

"And then...I'll...fuck you, my hen," she squirmed, her legs wobbling and head was thrown back, as her excitement pierced her.

My eyes searched her body, looking and smelling her scent. I wiggled my hard clit, and came, my juices gushing from me, as I moaned and cried out my love for her. My legs almost gave way, as a flood of desire swept up and through my quivering body "Ohhhhh....Mais—ohhhhh...fuck...my...ohhhh...love," I moaned, and fell to my knees, my fingers sloshing in and out of my soaking valley, as I came again and again.

I lifted my head, our eyes locked, and Maisie came with a crashing orgasm, her body writhing and bent over as she fell to the floor in front of me and we came together. I pulled my hands from my ruined panties and engulfed Maisie, my head lying in her hair, as she frigged herself 'til she was exhausted. We looked at each other, each breath louder than the last, and we giggled, holding each other. We wrapped our arms sturdily around one another, our bodies trembling with the release we both needed. We both needed that rush, that climax before we could spend the night making love.

We hugged and kissed, finally helping the other to their feet, as we unsteadily walked to the kitchen for a drink, then to our bedroom.

"I'm...I'm sorry, ma belle...but I needed to have that first, 'kay? Now we can...take our time," I beckoned her, slowly undid the rest of her buttons, and slid the dress over her shoulders and to the floor.

I leaned in, bit her shoulder and kissed her neck, my mouth tasting her moistness.

"That was...perfect, Chloe...just perfect," she sighed. She gently met my lips, our fervour and orgasms subsiding, leaving us slightly sated but enlivened.

Maisie, just as gently, undid my dress, it falling next to hers. She laid me on the bed, her arms around me, and we kissed and licked one another. Neither tried to take the other's bra or panties off; there would be time enough for that. We absorbed ourselves in each other, our fingers, tongues and eyes tempting the other. She drew my damp hair back and whispered, "You're a bonny lass, Chloe. So...perfect," she sighed. She rolled me onto my back, my mind wondering what she had in mind, then opened her bedside cabinet and pulled something out.

"Shhhh," she whispered, and, ever-so-slowly, unclasped my dainty bra, then, with her teeth, pulled the silk ribbon, the wispy material falling away, my entire, small mounds and tight nipples on display for her.

"Ohh, mo leannan...they're...ravishing," she sighed, and laid her mouth on one, her tongue licking the flesh under her. She practically had my whole breast in her mouth, so I lifted up, wrapped my fingers in her red hair, and pulled her down, her mouth now engulfing me. I pulled the thin material away, my right breast open to her now. Her mouth slowly lifted off my small mound, but her teeth latched onto my nipple, gingerly biting down on it. I lurched up, moaning at the exquisite sensations she sent coursing through my body.

As my hands held her, I stealthily undid her bra and pulled the straps over her shoulders. She shimmied up, and I drew it from her body, tossing it on the floor. She laid her breasts on my chest and wiggled about, our breasts kissing one another. I spread my panty-covered legs and lifted my pelvis to hers. I felt her body sliding on mine, as she rubbed her pelvis on mine, our excited clits almost stroking the other. Maisie moved to my other small breast and showered it with as much affection as the first.

We're really doing this, I thought. At last!

There was no turning back, the act not spoken throughout the night, but both knew. Our optimism

about waiting a year was sorely misplaced! My lithe body was gyrating under hers, pushing, lifting, and sweeping along the soft sheets beneath me. Maisie lifted her head from my mounds and kissed me, her tongue snaking into mine in the most delicious manner. She lifted her head and kissed my eyes, my heart fluttering as never before.

She leaned up and sat on her knees, eyes scanning my body, as her hands slowly slid over me. She lifted a small vial and flipped the top. Maisie pointed it at me and squeezed, a long stream of scented oil streaming out onto my chest. We both smiled, as she placed the bottle on the cabinet.

"Now, mo ghràdh...relax. It's about time I get acquainted with you," she smiled. "Close your eyes and...relax," she coyly said.

My heart skipped a beat on hearing those two words, words I had come to know so well. My love. I was her love!

I couldn't bear to take my eyes off hers, so I kept mine open as her hands moved across my chest, her slippery fingers massaging my breasts and squeezing them. Her insistent fingers moved up, her gentle strokes touching my shoulders and neck. I lifted my head back giving her any access she desired.

"Ohh, my Maisie...you're...beautiful and...tempting!" I giggled.

"Tempting, hmm? Since when?" she asked, her hands methodically sweeping over me. "You've never given me that impression, Chloe."

"You're...just so...together, smart...and so fucking beautiful," I moaned, her fingers stretching my nipples now, my breath ragged, and my hands on her hips, caressing her.

Her now-slick fingers slid down and played with the edges of my soaked panties, her fingers sliding under the tight waist, but not far enough.

"Strip me," I almost begged. "Please, mon amour."

"Hmm...so I'm your lover now, eh? About time, wouldn't you say?" she sighed, grasped the edges and pulled my panties down. I lifted my hips, her fingertips grazing my taut ass. She shimmied back, as I brought my legs together so she could shed me of the last article of clothing. She kissed my legs, as she pulled the thin lingerie down, then lifted them like a prize in her hands. Her fingers toyed with the oozy gusset, as I wantonly re-spread my legs. She tossed my panties, as her slippery fingers swiped my wet labia.

"Someone's excited, hmm?" she teased. "My goodness, Chloe...you...smell...heavenly," she moaned and leant down, mere inches above my glistening pussy, her nose tickling the sparse, dyed hair on my mons. "I'll bet you can't wait to feel my tongue on you, can't you, mo leannan? Because we are now, aren't we, hen. We're...lovers," she sighed, and lashed my labia with her tongue, the tip deliriously poking my clit.

Maisie had her hands on my thighs, thumbs sliding along my wet creases and almost touching my cunt. Finally, she moved her fingers and made maddeningly small motions around my vulva, her thumbs teasing me. My heart sang when I saw her shift down, her body lying on the bed between my legs. [At last! I thought.] But still, she taunted me with her words, her breath and her fingertips. I groaned louder, as I watched her lips part and her tongue inched closer to my core. Maisie intended to confuse me, teasing me, as her tongue licked my swollen vulva on one side, then seductively around the other. My breath grew deeper in anticipation.

Her tender hand left my swollen nipple, as it moved down my tight body and grasped my hip. I felt her arms push my legs apart even more, as her tongue lashed my gushing slit. Her delicious tongue traced my gash, prodding my swollen clit again. Maisie's flat tongue traced my womanhood, as I felt her swallowing my sap, slipping between my lips and squirming inside my wet valley. I had one hand in her hair, the other grabbing the sheet, as my mouth formed words that wouldn't come out. My head was thrown back, wavering side to side, as mon amour took me. My body writhed from her tongue and the sensations she was giving me from my aching pussy, my stomach, my breasts and my mind. I lifted my head and watched, as her head lapped and tossed to and fro, coating her face with my essence.

I squeezed my thighs together, trapping and guiding her mouth to where I needed her. My labia were spread, as she lewdly fucked my pussy. Maisie slapped my thighs, and I spread my legs again for her. I think I smiled to myself. Her tongue began these insistent flicks on my steely, sensitive clit, her mouth suddenly sucking, as her hands pressed on my belly, urging me to release. The tiny vibrations of her heaving breath and her tongue crept up my body. I had been feeling this creeping orgasm for hours, it seemed, 'til she shoved her tongue in me, then went back to feasting on my clit. Almost, almost there, I thought.

"That's...that's so...ohhhh...Maisie...just...yeah...there...right...ther—" I screamed, my juices gushing over her beautiful face. I rubbed my cunt on her face, urging her tongue to keep sucking me, as her fingers caressed my stomach. I lifted my pelvis, she shoved two fingers inside me, and I screamed again. Maisie's fingers exquisitely rubbed my G-spot, as this almighty orgasm swept over my body, my legs and stomach tightening, as I gasped for breath, my body shaking from what my love had given me. I was cumming, but she still skimmed her tongue on my clit, shoved her fingers in, fucking me. I thought I had lost consciousness for a few moments; perhaps I had. All I remember was slapping her head away from my abused and loved pussy. When my eyes finally focused, I saw my Maisie, her face glistening in my juices. I half-smiled to her as she tenderly kissed my cunt, crawled up my petite body, and laid her mouth on mine.

I could taste my earthy scent on her, as our lips met. I held her close and whispered, "Where... where did that come from, chérie?" and haltingly laughed. "That...that was beautiful, Maisie. Damn, woman...!" I sighed, and closed my eyes, my body still tingling and wasted. Maisie held me tight; tiny kisses pecked on my body, as she smiled, pleased with herself, no doubt!

"I'm...I'm sorry, mo ghràdh...my love...I just couldn't wait a year. Forgive me?" she said, shyly.

"Well," I breathed deep. "If I forgive you...then you'll need to forgive me, too. I have every intention of making you mine tonight, mon amour," I sighed through my wide-open mouth, my lungs still aching for air. "It's been forever since I've been loved like that, Maisie. I'm...I'm glad time flies," I giggled.

"Well, the first thing you can do is take my panties off! They're a mess! You're so wrapped up in your own pleasure, hmm?" Maisie sniggered, seductively.

"Aww, poor bébé," I laughed, too loud. Maisie swatted me and lifted her adorable eyebrows.

"Well? They won't take themselves off..." she giggled, and crawled off my body. I rubbed my leaking pussy on her leg, then let her clamber off completely.

"I'm going to mark you so...everyone knows you're mine," I hissed into her ear and slid down the bed, the sheets under me soaked now. I watched, dumbfounded, as Maisie leant over and buried her face in the substantial wet spot. Fuck! She was as twisted as my parents! I thought.

I thought I would push her...a bit and leaned over, my hand on her head, as I rubbed her face into my wet mess. She didn't mind, if anything, kind of got off on it all. I picked up my long-discarded panties and rolled her onto her back. "Here, baby...you can use these, too," I whispered, and rubbed them over her face and across her lips. "If you hadn't ill-treated my cunt so badly, I'd be sitting on your face right now," I taunted.

Maisie took the panties from her mouth and whispered, "I'll keep that in mind for next time, aye," she smiled, and sucked the sodden fabric again.

I chuckled and said, "Hmm...well, let's see what condition your kitty is in, eh, because...Je vais te caresser la chatte," I smirked.

"I hope you said you were going to eat my pussy, Chloe?" she grinned.

I blushed, hearing the words in English. "But first," I chuckled, and moved down and stood at the end of the bed. I leaned over and toyed with the edges of her well-soaked panties.

"You just cannot control yourself, hmm?" I teased, as my fingers grazed over her wet spot. I firmly patted her pussy, her body lurching when I tapped her covered clit. "You look adorable, Maisie," I taunted, as my fingers pressed into her dampened knickers. I leaned down, inhaled, and pulled her panties off her firm hips. "Lift?...You're such a sexy fuck, Maisie," I hummed and pulled them further over her hips and down her legs.

I had her slushy panties in my hand and rubbed them across my breasts. I loved the startled look on her face, as I gently laid them on her stomach, knowing her scent would be substantial. I leaned over and grabbed her bottle of massage oil and squirted a generous amount on her chest.