First Date

“Fuck—daddy—you’re so fucking good.” Sweet, sultry, breathless, and slick—it’s the way she tastes, she acts, she responds, and she rewards as your mouth is in perfect alignment with her needy cunt. Her hips are propped up against a pillow, making the decadent meal in front of you all that easier to devour. “Daddy, look at me while you eat me.” 

And you do; eyes sharp, eager, and hungry as they pierce through the length of her body, only focused on that glassy bead pleading for you to feast on her—bringing out your wolfish tendencies amidst the hearty date you just spoiled her with. Your vision blurs everything around her—her generously long legs folded back toward her chest, bent far enough that her knees reach the side of her supple tits. And her face: crafted by the gods, soft in places where your lips may perfectly lay, and sharp in areas that can literally slice your heart in half.

“Wonyoung, you taste so exquisite—so fucking delicious for me.” Your tongue easily circles her pearl, treating it like a luxurious dessert meant to be savoured—warm but never melting; her body is jello, and her pussy is creaming—juices covering your face, and you’re not stopping any time soon. “That’s good, baby girl, cum for me—let it all out for daddy.”

Moans, chants, and provocative prayers. The room is filled with Wonyoung’s voice, reverberating and leaving nothing to the imagination of the next-door neighbors. Her volume breaks the sound barrier with every circling of your tongue. Her loud wails echo through your roof as you suck out all her juices, letting your tongue be the conqueror of her cunt—realizing she is nearing her limit.

Your lips pucker, and you start sucking around her clit, stimulating it—making her grab the blanket, knuckles white, fighting for dear life, taking in all the pleasure you’re providing her.

“Daddy—please, god damn you’re so good—fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck—” There she is—in flow state, only seconds away from nirvana; she’s chanting your name, what you’re gonna do to her all night long, and blasphemy; all due to the pleasure you’re giving her. She cums, for it might as well be the infiniteth time this evening—her thighs lock around your head, letting you experience the whole ride of her climax, from the initial quake to the aftershock. “Fuck daddy, you’re so fucking good!” She manages amidst all the tremors; her body gives out, shakes endlessly with her release. “Where have you been all my life?”

“Just waiting for you, baby girl.” You coo, as you plant kisses around her pussy, coating it lovingly with your saliva—letting her gather herself. You pepper her inner thighs with praise and gratitude as she recovers from your munificence.

“From now on, my pussy is all yours.” She murmurs—her hand trying to reach your face as her body fully relaxes, letting her limbs drop flat to the bed. “It’s yours, daddy, all yours to eat for eternity.”

You rise up onto your knees, towering over her as she looks up at your hardness—you and your cock have been waiting for this. She licks her lips, knowing what comes next—or who cums next.

“Come on, Wonyoung, it’s your daddy’s turn to be pampered.” Your hand guides her head towards your throbbing cock, aligning her plump red lips towards your length that she eyes from head to base.

“Daddy, you’re so fucking huge.” She manages as her whole face marvels at your cock—small, dainty hands wrapping the base of it—slowly stroking you, preparing your cock for the grand entrance to her inviting mouth. “Fuck, daddy.”

“Go for it, baby girl.” You bunch her hair at the back of her head, prepping her for what’s to come. “It’s your turn to make daddy feel good.”

Her tongue starts wetting your cockhead, lubricating the initial point of entry. She kisses your cock slowly, starting from the already leaking slit to your balls. It takes her a few seconds to reach the base—she’s taking her time, preparing for the inevitable, adjusting her expectations because she knows your cock will ruin every other dick that entered her sanctuary.

Her lips part slowly, and she takes you inside the wet, tight heat of her mouth. Her lips wrap around your base. “Fuck—Wonyoung, you’re taking me in so fucking well.” You manage, breathing starts to get labored as you’ve never been inside a mouth so tight, so needy, so perfect—so fucking divine. You can feel her throat starting to adjust to your girth; she strains herself trying to take all of you in, but she succeeds and starts moving her head, making you moan and grunt to the beat of her head bobs.

In-n-out, in and out, her lips pop every time she releases your cock and her throat adjusts as you enter her lovely mouth. Streaks of saliva coat your dick, her chin, and every space that separates your cock from her tongue.

“God, baby, you’re so fucking gorgeous with my dick inside your mouth.” You encourage, as she takes you deeper and faster, trying to milk your dick like she craves for it—as if her life depends on making you cum. “Now look at me while you do it, baby. Look at your daddy.”

She does. “Please cum for me, daddy,” she pleads—Wonyoung’s eyes watery and glassy from forcing your dick inside her tiny mouth. She’s practically begging for your release with her eyes gleaming with anticipation. 

“That’s it. Just like that, baby.” You see your cock bulge out of her throat, then in her already puffy cheeks, then out of her lips. A series of imagery that you can keep, that you can re-experience in high quality—in all its glory, and for all eternity with this goddess who gives blowjobs like she created the concept of it. “I’m fucking close.”

Her whole mouth vibrates with excitement as she anticipates your inevitable climax. “Fuck—” it only tips you further towards the edge—a sensation so tantalizing it makes you take just that one final step into the gushing gates of heaven. “Fuck, baby—I’m cumming.”

Your hands support her head—then you guide her to consume you whole; you then release a barrage of climaxes—ropes of your thick cum coating her throat, the insides of her mouth, making her drink all of it; not a single drop wasted. You see the whole process of her taking it all in as her eyes widen at the initial release—then close as her whole body braces for the amount of liquid running down her throat.

You release her head, and she tries to regain her composure. “Good girl, not letting any of my cum get wasted.”

“Of course, daddy.” Her palm swipes through her mouth, clearing away the last of the saliva from her masterful mouth-venture. “Just keep spoiling me during our dates, and I’ll spoil you when we’re back home, daddy.”

“Of course, baby girl.” You lay down with her, wrapping your arms around her flawless naked body. “You free next Thursday?”

“Depends. Take me out for a date first.”

“Definitely.”

“Then I’m free.”