Page 26 of Mommy Calls Me Princess

Nipping and sucking on her overly sensitive nipples, Darcy moaned and wove her fingers through my hair. My long, dark, nearly jet-black hair a direct contrast to her light. Our own version of ying-yang.

Zen.

I found my Zen in this perfect girl. The calm she’d brought me was beyond words.

My sweet girl giggled and fidgeted as my lips met her torso. Her laughter was music to my ears though I didn’t want to push it too far. Another time I’d play tickle monster.

Darcy kept herself neatly trimmed, only a light dusting of hair remained. Would she trust me enough to take that process on. Such an intimate act between lovers. I drew in her scent and wiggled her clit with my tongue.

“Mommy,” she gasped.

The desire to taste my girl and give her the special tickles she desired overwhelmed me. Drawing my tongue along her taint and between her folds and easily slid inside with how wet she was. Fucking hell, never had I enjoyed going down on a womanas much as I did Darcy. But I knew it wasn’t the act itself as much as it was the woman I performed it upon.

She writhed and moaned then gasped when I pinched her nipples, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger as I orally pleasured her. Pressing two fingers inside her, I nibbled her clit as I fingered her.

“Baby girl.” With my tongue fucking her mouth while my fingers filled her, I brought her to climax. “So beautiful.”

She drew back and gasped, “Mommy,” as she came. It was the most wonderful version of the word I’d ever heard as I watched my girl come apart. Her facial expression as she let go was committed to memory. Not a care in the world, nothing but pleasure reflected in it.

“You’re beautiful when you come,” she blushed. “I love you, Princess.”

“I love you too, Mommy. My turn,” she announced and in a surprise move pushed me over and straddled my hips. “You think I’m beautiful when it’s really you who is.”

Her words touched me deeper than she realized.

Her mouth made love to mine as she fondled my breasts, kneading and pinching the nipples as I had done to hers. My pain level was higher, but the intimacy of the moment already had me on edge. Darcy gave me everything I desired. Scenes were no longer a part of my vocabulary nor were they missed.

I’m sure it had everything to do with the person performing the act than it had to do with the act itself, but as soon as she fondled my clit I nearly came.

“Baby girl,” her tongue slid inside me, and I firmly gripped her hair. Harder than I intended but Goddess, that magical tongue. It appeared my Princess had a naughty side, and she knew what the hell she was doing. Given that thought, I held her in place and rode her face as she brought me to orgasm faster than I had in years.

Darcy giggled, and I opened an eye. “What’s so funny?”

“I made Mommy come!” the little imp sang.

“Get up here. Someone’s pushing for a spanking.”

“Mmm, maybe.”

“I’ve created a monster.” She giggled some more and rolled over beside me. I pressed my lips to hers, the taste of both of us a heady mixture. “Let me get us some water.” I hopped up and grabbed a bottle from the mini fridge and took a swig then gave it to Darcy.

“Oops, Mommy.” The naughty girl somehow missed her mouth, and water ran down her front. “I’m messy."

It took two more orgasms before my naughty girl was sated enough to fall asleep.

She was either gonna be the death of me or breathe new life into this body of mine.

“Oh Mommy, look how pretty these are.”

We’d spent the day shopping for outfits for our wedding on Saturday. Nothing fancy, but comfortable and found two adorable summery dresses in a boutique shop along the boardwalk.

“What did you find, Princess?”

“Look at these pretty rings. They’d be perfect for our matchy-matchy wedding ones.”

Non-traditional in the way that it wasn’t a solid band and diamond solitaire. “Let’s step inside and try them on.”

“Good afternoon, ladies. What brings you in today?” An older gentleman greeted us as we stepped inside.

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