Daddy, Take Me Ch. 17

Daddy handed his wives the perfume he had ordered beforehand, both wide-eyed and appreciative of this tiny gesture. I loved how they almost blushed but both hugged and kissed him desirously. My heart skipped a beat or two, but not out of a jealousy, surprisingly. It was the pangs of love; love for the three of them and my whole family. I thought about how lucky I was to have them all in my life. And now, I had Maisie to add to my contentment.

I rushed upstairs to gather Maisie's gifts. I daintily delved into the bag, pulling out the box that held her dress. As she opened it, and Maggie let out a shriek. She loved it...and so did Maisie. Whew! She held it up to her body, and I saw that it would work on her. She gaily put her beret on, my sisters laughing, as they all wiggled their hips in unison. Carefully she pulled out her private macaroons, chocolates, and finally, the small, wrapped box with her bracelet inside. She gave me a stern look, but I ignored her, urging her to open it.

"No! Chloe...you shouldn't have! This...this is beautiful! It's...it's too much, though. This is..." she sighed, as tiny tears threatened to drip down her perfect, freckled cheeks. Her fingers lightly ran over the filigree and the gentle curve of the piece. I asked her to turn it over. She read the inscription and burst into tears. She buried her head in my neck, whispered, "I hope it's now," and chastely kissed me. She passed the piece to my sisters, who eagerly took it, wrapping it around their too-small wrists and holding it up for all to see. My parents were touched.

The last gift she found was the bespoke perfume I had chosen...well, with the enormous help of Stephanie! My mums smiled when they saw the distinctive bottle, waiting for Maisie to experience the scent. I held my breath as she dabbed a bit on her wrist, held it to her nose and smiled. She brought it to my nose, a simple sigh coming from me. It was perfect. All the notes I had smelled in Stephanie's lab were there, the fragrance becoming richer the longer it mingled with her flesh. Her bracelet was finally returned, and she carefully slipped it on.

I handed Maisie her poetry book, and she took it gingerly from my hand.

"I assume you're going to be reading this to me?" she asked, quizzically and giggling.

"That's just what I had in mind," I blushed. I then handed the other books to Maggie and Lily, telling them dad had chosen them, especially for them.

We headed back to the kitchen for dessert. Maisie sat next to me, and mom dished out a healthy portion of tiramisu for us. It was a fantastic way to end the dinner. I took another spoonful of the decadent dessert and looked around, lost in my own world; everyone who meant the world to me was here, well, except for David!

Mums and dad said they would wash up and shooed us out, Maggie taking Maisie's hand and taking us all to the front room where, once again, my sisters vied for her attention, gleefully showing off their presents again.

The evening went too quick, so it was time for baths and bed for my sisters. I headed for the kitchen to pour wine for us and left Maisie with dad. I could just hear their quiet conversation, Maisie's hand on dad's, as I left them to gossip. Slowly, I poured the wine for us and a small whisky for dad and returned to the front room, sitting between them. We caught Maisie up on a few of the highlights 'til he was called up to read.

"Nice chat?" I smiled.

"We did, aye. I thanked him for being there for you. He didn't even blush, too!" she laughed. "I thought it was important for him to know I was okay with your weekend. I'll never come between you and your family, leannan, all right? He actually thanked me for being so understanding about the weekend. I wasn't expecting that!" she giggled.

"Thanks, Maisie, but we have all decided this was the last time. They all want us to work; they know how much you mean to me and won't come between us, 'kay? I'll tell you more later, darling," I explained.

My mums and dad came down, asking if we'd go up and say goodnight, as they were both asking for us. We both trundled up the stairs chuckling to ourselves. We made the rounds from one bedroom to another, hugging and kissing both goodnights and closing their doors lightly. We headed back downstairs, and I suddenly said that Maisie and I were having an, uhm, early night.

They politely stifled their giggles, hugged us both, and we headed up. I could tell we were both shaking and excited! While Maisie changed and cleaned up, I quickly moved things around, hoping to make it the romantic night we both needed. She returned from the bathroom, sexy as anything. I've seen her in the now-familiar loose, silk boy shorts and top, but still shivered, as she sat on the bed.

"God, Maisie...you look magnificent!" I sighed, gently kissed her and made my way out to change.

When I returned, she was splayed out on the starched sheet. I slowly walked to the bed and shimmied up, taking her hand and asking her to kneel with me. We devoutly looked at one another, our hands on the other's hips, and we embraced in the tenderest kiss, reaffirming our connection. Our hands roamed over the other's body, reacquainting ourselves with the curves and warmth of the other. My hand reached into her shorts, fingers caressing her beautiful arse. Our lips never left the other, the slow, sensuous desire simmering. Maisie's fingers slipped into the front of my shorts, gently playing with my still-dyed red hair.

"You're the magnificent one, Chloe," she whispered. "You embarrass me by saying I'm the beautiful one, mo ghràdh," she sighed, deliciously.

"Humph!" I smirked, my eyes on hers and my hand still fondling her bum. "You'll believe me one day, mon amour. I...I promise you that," and savaged her lips. I pulled away and whispered, "Take me, Maisie. Do whatever you want to me."

"Careful with your words, Chloe," she smiled, and sucked my lower lip into her mouth, then pushed me onto my back, as her mouth licked my neck, and my hips pressed firmly against hers. In moments, her mouth was latched to my covered breast, her fingers eagerly undoing my buttons. Little by little, she nibbled and kissed across my chest 'til she could trace her tongue over and around my nipples. Maisie knew how sensitive my small mounds were and that I loved having them licked, sucked and bitten. My fingers stealthily pushed into her shorts, tracing up and down her labia, randomly sliding into her warmth, my thumb teasing her hard clit. As I felt her move further down, my hand slipped from her night shorts, leaving only my wet fingers as a token.

Maisie knelt between my legs and softly slid my shorts over my lithe legs, moving and discarding them with a flourish. She slivered further down past my belly button and lower, her nose running through my mons' damp, downy, reddish-tinted hair. I shuddered once, shifted my butt, pushing my pussy to her hungry mouth. Her tongue found my clit easily, as she started making slow circles around it at first, then more pressure, as we heard my breath quicken. With agonising slowness, she leaned in and kissed my clit, then moved her tongue around my labia, relishing the taste she had missed for the last four days. Maisie lifted her head, my juices painted on her face, and she smiled, delving back into my womanhood.

My fingers swept through her long, red hair, as my hips shuddered under her tender onslaught. Maisie's fingers moved to my mouth, and I gently sucked them, our womanly essence stirring me and her free fingers slipping easily into my wet valley. I moved my hand down to my wetness, touching Maisie's lips, as she beautifully took me.

"Mo dhia...you're such a beautiful...laoidh, Chloe," she moaned, lifting her wet face for a moment. "You smell like...desire," she softly growled and leant down, her tongue lashing my wet split. Her tongue licked and swallowed my gushy sap, as my hands held onto her head.

"Fuck...Maisie, my...God," I groaned, her tongue overwhelming me.

Too soon, that overpowering feeling I get when I need to wet something with my pussy juices crept up my body.

"Ohhh, fuck...Maisie...I'm...I'm going to—" and as I pulled her head tight against me, I came, Maisie gently pummelling my pussy with her mouth and fingers. I shook, writhing out in ecstasy, as I shrieked and collapsed.

My chest was heaving, as I opened my eyes and looked down at my love. She lifted her head slowly, still running her tongue through my labia. I pushed her away with a laugh and pulled her up to me. Her glistening mouth met mine, and we kissed.

"Mon Dieu," I giggled. "You really are glad to see me, hmm?" We laughed together.

"You cannot even begin to imagine, Chloe darling. Welcome home, mo ghràdh," she sighed, and laid her head on my sweaty chest.

I could feel her warm breath on my breasts, reaffirming our love. I held her close, my hands on her soft night blouse.

"It's my turn to play with you, l'amour de ma vie," I whispered, as I leant over and kissed her. I rubbed my slippery body on hers, my tongue penetrating her lips quickly. My shiny hips slid across her body, as I turned her over, my broken body on hers now.

I leaned down and engulfed her breasts through her blouse, the scent of her sweat and the fragrant perfume spurring me on. I moaned deeply, as I licked, sucked and kissed her orbs, rubbing my face across her covered flesh. Maisie's hands were on my ass, playing and prodding me, sliding my body with hers. I slivered down, my cunt gliding over her silky shorts. I grabbed both arms and held them out to her side, and holding her down, I began to sensuously slide my pussy against her still-covered pussy. We kissed deeply, our moans quiet because my sister was sleeping next door. Damn!

Maisie delicately spread her legs and lifted her pelvis, as we languidly rubbed our silky cunts on each other.

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 know I've been with my dad, but...I've missed you," I sighed, with a smile.

"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 shorts over 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 silk 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 strong. I leaned over and crawled up and straddled her waist, my hands washing across her body, lifting and caressing her fuller breasts, massaging my scent into her flesh, as I intimately rubbed my wet pussy on her now-bare pussy.

"Maisie...mon amour...you cannot imagine how long I've waited for this...to see you...naked, under me...touching you...tasting you. Does my bonny hen love me taking her, hmm?" I whispered, using her words to seduce her, as I grasped her now-slick nipples and pulled each, her body rising the harder I tugged.

My fingers made delicious circles around her body, my thumbs on her neck, as my cunt sloshed juices on her. As I pressed down, Maisie's hands were on my hips, as the tips of my fingers followed the contours of her body, Maisie's moans telling me I was doing everything right. I slid my thumb into her eager mouth and whispered, "Suck me, mon amour," as I used it as a faux cock. I was emboldened when she followed my words and gently licked and sucked the digit. My fingers brushed her face, as she continued to look at me and suck. My hips were squirming on her, my clit searching for relief again, but this was her. Hesitantly, I withdrew my thumb, Maisie groaning and trying to suck it back into her luscious mouth. She brought her hands to my still, partially covered mounds, but I slapped them away. I slowly unbuttoned her night blouse, teasing myself, as much as her, as I took my time to reveal her stunning, full breasts. I leaned over, my body now stretched out on hers. I moved ever-so-slowly down, kissing and nibbling, as I slid further down. Maisie's fingers gently played with my hair, her chest heaving with every tender bite and kiss.

"Well...I haven't, uh, properly tasted you yet, so..." I said, hesitantly, as my mouth hovered over her glistening pussy. "You wouldn't say no to me, would you, ma beauté?" I whispered, as I ran a single finger along her wet lips. "You'd, well, like to spill yourself...all...over...me...wouldn't you?" I sighed, my fingers lightly stroking her labia. "Can you imagine how wonderful my little tongue will feel on...and in...your pussy, hmm?" I smirked. "Do you want me to beg, Maisie? Hmm? Just say...and I will. Mark me with your scent, Maisie," I whispered, and licked her pussy, gathering her slippery exertions.

Maisie couldn't...or wouldn't answer me with words, but her long moans gave away any pretence of denial. "I'm yours, as you're mine, so..." I panted into her pussy, my fingers already sliding through her soaked labia. I avoided her impatient clit, knowing she would be getting a tad frisky by my teasing.

I prised apart her swollen labia and ran my nose up and down her wet channel, my nose nudging her puffy clit. Maisie's short breaths and surging stomach spurred me on, my fingers sliding into her valley, as I continued to lash and consume her. I pressed two fingers inside, her back arching and yet another long, beautiful sigh escaped her mouth. I licked my fingers every time they slid out and flicked her clit on every other stroke. I smiled as she continued to hump my face, knowing I was bringing her close to her climax.

"Ohhh...my...my Chloe...just...ohhhhh...fuck, woman!" she cried, as my finger played with her loose cunt, teasing her, as I sucked her rigid clit. "NO...Chloe...please...just no...aye? Not yet...just....no," she moaned, as I sucked her luscious clitty. I could feel her body shake, her legs tremble, and her stomach tighten. I knew she was putting off her impending orgasm, but I wanted her to cum, and cover me. I slipped my hands under her delectable ass and squeezed, my nails digging into her fleshy globes. She came with loud gasps and cries, as she pulled my head into her pussy. Her secretions coated my face, and I couldn't be happier. Maisie pushed my mouth away, pleading that she couldn't take any more. With a last, long swipe of her puffy slit, I blew my warm air on her used cunt, my hands caressing her stomach gently. I could hear her coarse laughter, certain I had pleased my lover.

I laid my head on her moist stomach, tenderly kissing and fondling her. Maisie's hands were in my hair, combing and pulling it, as she gradually climbed down from her orgasm. I moved up, and we kissed; any reticence to tasting herself wasn't there.

"That was...so...just...gun an còrr...no more, please. You...you killed me!" she haltingly giggled.

"That's what I'm here for, mon amour...to love and kill you," I smirked. "I was going to fuck you,

sweetie...but later, maybe?" I asked, hoping she'd agree.

"Not 'til I redo my will, Chloe!" she laughed.

I slipped from the warm bed and rushed to the vacant kitchen, returning with unhealthy nibbles and cold drinks. It seems mums and dad were having an early evening, too! It was Maisie's turn to slip ungracefully from the bed, returning with warm washcloths. We cleaned, then fed each other, our bodies wracked with pleasure. We touched and talked, kissed and cuddled, and laughed and lounged. It had been a perfect day. We lazily pulled the covers over us at some point, and we slept.