Night Moves

Call Me Daddy

Walking into the bar, he sees her right away. The uncanny resemblance to her mother in her pictures was even more so in the flesh. He had of course seen her picture. He had even been talking to her for almost a week, though of course she didn’t know who he was. He hadn’t ever seen her in person, but he had thought about her often in the past 20 years. He approaches her with a bright smile.

She looks up expectantly.

“Kathy?” he asks, knowing that it isn’t her name. She shakes her head.

“Sorry,” she says above the bar noise.

“Oh, sorry. I was meeting someone and I had hoped that you were her.” He points to the empty place next to her. “Mind if I sit while I wait?” She shakes her head. She seems distracted. Worried. Nervous. “She was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago,” he adds. “I'm probably being ghosted.” He tries to look suitably grim.

“I’m afraid I might have been, too,” she replies with a sigh. “I hate the whole dating culture.” He nods in agreement. Of course, he knows she is being stood up because he was the one she was supposed to meet. He orders a club soda with lime.

“Can I get you something while we wait?” he asks. She shakes her head no. They sit silently for a moment, then he begins chatting her up. It’s always been easy for him to talk to women, and she is no exception to his charm. Soon they are laughing together. Her laugh reminds him of her mother as well. He loved to hear her laugh. He wonders if she sounds like her mother when she is cumming too. If things go as he plans, he will soon know.

After another several minutes, he looks at his watch. “I have reservations at King’s,” he says. He tries to look hesitant. “This may be presumptuous but… would you be up for having dinner? You’re already dressed up and out, it would be a shame to go home.” She thinks about it. He knows that she loves King’s sushi and that getting a reservation is a not an easy process. He’s done his research. He wants things to go well. Finally, she nods and says that she will join him.

King’s Sushi and Thai is just a few doors down and the reservation is confirmed, so they quickly are seated. He orders a pot of oolong tea which he knows is something else she likes, then asks if she’d like something to drink. She tells him that she will share his tea if that is ok. He smiles and says, of course. He knows he needs to be careful not to order everything that she likes. He doesn’t want to make her suspicious, scare her off. They enjoy dinner while continuing to chat. Things are going well, he thinks. When the check arrives, he insists on paying. “I invited you and I was planning to pay for my date anyway.” She insists on leaving the tip.

When they emerge, he asks if he can order her an Uber. She declines saying she only lives a short distance away. She points in the general direction and he says that he lives that way as well, and insists on walking her home. At the entrance to her building, she is unsure whether to shake his hand, give him a hug, or a kiss. He opens his arms to signal a hug. After the hug, he gives her a quick kiss. She kisses him. Longer. He wasn’t expecting to get this far the first night, but he is ready in case. She invites him in and he accepts.

Inside, she offers him a drink. He says that water is fine. She returns with a glass of water and a glass of diet coke for herself. They sit on her couch and put the glasses on the coffee table. They are kissing again. He waits for her to do something more. She begins softly rubbing his chest. He kisses her ears and neck. He begins to unbutton her blouse. She doesn't stop him, so he continues. She unbuttons his shirt. He undoes her bra. Soon they are both topless, letting their hands roam over each other’s exposed flesh.

He remembers the first time with her mother, almost twenty years ago. She was more aggressive. She knew what she wanted; he wanted it too but at 14 he was innocent, naive. She directed him, showing him how to give her pleasure. He was a quick learner however.

He leans down and takes a nipple in his mouth. He teasingly licks it and gives it a soft bite. She almost purrs in pleasure. He takes the other in his hand, massaging it. He remembers that her mother’s nipples were practically hard-wired to her clit. Several times he brought her to orgasm just from playing them. He wonders if she is the same. He wants to slow down, to savor this, but he feels the heat building between them.

She stands and pulls him up with her. She takes his hand and leads the way into the bedroom. She quickly disrobes leaving just her panties which are low cut and very sexy. He unfastens his pants, pushes them down and steps out of them. He is wearing trunk briefs which clearly show his bulge. She looks and her eyes widen in surprise and lust. Just like her mother did the first time.

He looks at her body. It is young but well developed. Her breasts are mid size, probably a B or C cup with large areola. Her nipples are hard, like pink erasers. The rest of her body is perfectly proportioned in his eyes. Not too big, not too skinny. His cock gets even harder from taking in her body.

He takes the waistband of his shorts and pushes them to the floor. He watches her eyes as she takes in his hardness. He knows that his cock is big; probably the biggest she’s seen. It is 8 inches long and almost 3 inches across, with a mushroom shaped tip that is even larger. He also knows that just having a big tool is nothing if the guy doesn’t know how to use it. He is confident in his abilities.

He steps up to her, takes her in his arms, and begins to touch and kiss. He puts his hand between her legs and feels the heat and wetness of her through her panties. He presses two fingers against her clit and she gives a soft mewling moan. He loves the sound.

He gently pushes her to her knees. She looks up at him as she takes his cock in her hands. In her small hands, it looks even more impressive.

“I don’t know if I can even fit this in my mouth,” she half whispers, looking in his eyes. He nods. He puts a thumb between her lips and she begins to softly suck it.

“You can do it,” he says softly. “You can take daddy’s cock.” Her eyes light up with lust at the use of the word “daddy.”

She opens her mouth a little and slides her tongue out. She licks the tip of his cock, swirling around it as if she were licking an ice cream cone. He pushes forward a little, placing the tip into her mouth. He knows that she won’t be able to take all of him in her mouth. Even her mother couldn’t take all of him and that was before his cock had finished growing. He let her take as much as she can, stretching her lips over it. He put his hands behind her head, directing her to take as much as she could. She isn't very experienced at pleasing a man with her mouth but he doesn't mind.

After a few minutes, he pulls his cock reluctantly out of her mouth and draws her up to her feet. She has spit running down her chin and he kisses her.

“Daddy’s turn,” he says. He pushes her back against the bed until she is laying on her back, her legs hanging over the edge. With one hand, he grabs the panties and pulls. They rip free with an audible tearing sound. He tosses them aside. He kneels between her legs, spreading them so that he has his first view of her waiting snatch. Her cunt is just as nice as her body. She has shaved recently and from this view she looks like a young girl. He starts licking and biting her clit. The pussy smells fresh. She tastes like fine wine. He slides a finger into her snatch and she moans. He finger fucks her as he tongues her clit. He adds a second finger. She puts her hands on his head, pushing his face into her, forcing his mouth harder against her clit. She is moaning and arching her back. Then he feels her let go. She cries out in pleasure and he feels her snatch tighten around his fingers. He keeps licking and finger fucking her through the orgasm.

When she finishes, he moves up her body, laying his body atop hers. He takes his fingers, still wet with her juices, and puts them in her mouth. She sucks on them like it was his cock.

He gets on his knees, his cock at the entrance to her wet hole. He pulls her up onto his upper thighs so that the tip of his cock is pressed against her clit. He uses his cock like a stick, slapping her clit several times, then pushes it down and into her eager hole.

In a single thrust of his hips, he pushes all 8 inches into her. Hard. Fast. Deep. She half moans, half screams. He can see the imprint of his cock like an animal moving inside of her. He feels the end of his cock hit against her cervix. He is still for several seconds, feeling her pussy clench around his cock.

“Please,” she begs. “Please fuck me.”

“Daddy,” he corrects her. “Please fuck me, daddy.”

“Please fuck me daddy.”

“Louder,” he says. “Tell me how much you want daddy’s cock.”

She raises her voice knowing that her neighbors will surely hear. She doesn’t care. She wants his cock. She wants him to ruin her pussy. “Please, daddy, I want your cock. Please fuck me, daddy.”

He slides off his knees so that he is laying on top of her and begins to fuck her. He fucks her hard and fast until she is screaming in pleasure. He loves the sound of it. He loves hearing her cum even more. He fucks her through her orgasm.

When she is finished, He rolls off her. "Ride me," he commands her. She climbs on top, sits down on his cock with a moan, and begins to grind her clit against his body, fucking herself on his shaft.

As he looks at her through hooded eyes, he imagines she is her mother. Her mother, his first love, enjoyed riding him more than any other thing they did together. He still thinks about her mother often. He has been told many times that she abused him but he disagrees. They loved each other. He was just as much a participant as she was. Besides, he had been the one to initiate things. He had pushed hard and worn down her defenses. He thinks about the first time they kissed. The first time she sucked his cock. Not only the pleasure that came from it but the feeling of naughtiness that could only come from the possibility of being caught. Having someone walk into the her classroom to find them. He remembers the many times they met up at her apartment after school and weekends. The would fuck until they were both exhausted and sweaty, then lay in each others arms. He loved her. She loved him. Then she told him that she was pregnant. She was going to have his baby, the ultimate gift of love. He refuses to think about what came after.

He reaches up, pinching her nipples and massaging her tits. She moans and grinds her hips harder against his cock. She is just like her mother. She arches her back, pressing down on his cock. He can feel her cumming, squeezing his cock. Her juices are covering his balls and flowing down his taint. He lets himself go and now he is cumming. He is shooting his cum deep inside of her cunt.

“That’s my baby girl,” he whispers. “Daddy loves you.”