Samanthas Date Night With Quentin

Samantha had been referring to her father as Quentin, his given name, since she turned eighteen. They were a couple now so Quentin seemed appropriate. She reserved the title of Daddy for special occasions.

Mother left them on Samantha's eighteenth birthday. She simply picked up her coat and purse, kissed each one of them goodbye and walked out the door. They were devastated and grew closer than ever after their loss. Quentin took Samantha's virginity a year later. They made the perfect couple.

Samantha's evening with her father, Quentin, was perfect, the perfect date with a perfect gentlemen. Dinner was nice and dancing with him was just what Samantha needed to get her juices flowing.

Quentin held her just right and touched her in the right places and when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear and kissed her neck she melted. Samantha knew tonight would be a special occasion.

Back at her place, Sam had the lights down low with sexy music playing in the background. She showed Quentin in and they sat in the living room and had a glass of wine, talking without saying anything and drinking in each other with their eyes.

Sam stood up and whispered in Quentin's ear, "Let me slip into something more comfortable." her emerald, green eyes smiling at him.

Quentin watched her as she walked into the other room. She was perfect in her little black dress. He could hardly wait to see what she wore next. He finished his wine and waited.

Samantha reappeared a few minutes later and walked over to stand in front of him. She had the face of an angel, smiling with sin, and wore a sheer black floral lace bodystocking with heels and a black choker. It was skin tight and crotchless, accentuated her long blonde hair and her thick blonde bush.

She did a little pirouette to show Quentin. The lingerie was sexy and maddening at the same time, hugging her body and revealing every curve, at the same time concealing her naked beauty. She struck a few poses for him as a teaser of what's to come.

Quentin stood up and held the petite blonde. She seemed small in his arms, pressing herself urgently against his six-foot frame. He could feel the heat from her arousal emanating from her core.

Samantha put her arms around Quentin's neck and gave him her best kiss, a warm, wet lingering French kiss with her tongue battling his.

Quentin ran his hands all over Samantha's tight body and placed them on her ass. He held her tight against him as Samantha stole his soul with her passionate kiss.

Sam knew exactly what she looked like in this outfit and she knew Quentin loved it. He urgently wanted to peel her open and make mad, passionate love to her, but Sam had other ideas. She was taking her time.

Quentin ran his hands up her lace covered body to hold her face. She pulled away breaking the kiss so Quentin could feel her supple boobs. He couldn't get enough of feeling her heavy tits in his big hands.

She could feel his bulge pressing against her belly. She ran her hands down his big chest and down his side to rest on his hips. She was thrilled by his strength and manliness. Samantha unbuttoned his shirt and he moved to slide the garment off her shoulders.

Samantha stepped back and said, "Uh-uh" wagging her finger at him and smiling, "You behave, now Quentin"

She smiled at him and pushed his arms down to her sides. Quentin was losing his mind.

Samantha continued opening his shirt, kissing her way down as each button was opened. She lingered at his chest, unable to resist devouring Quentin's nipples with kisses, sucking and nipping each one with her teeth.

Samantha looked up at him. Her hands were at his belly now opening the last button, then she slid them down to grip Quentin's fat bulge with both hands saying, "Come with me "

Samantha pulled him quickly backwards, both hands gripping his cock, giggling as she pulled him into her bedroom. It was darker there, the lights out, just candles to flicker and glow. Samantha did some of her best work there.

She sat on the end of her big four-poster bed and pulled him close, her breath caught when she nuzzled her face against his thick bulge.

"These have got to go!" she said opening his pants. She grabbed his long, thick cock with her left hand and dropped his pants to the floor.

Quentin was stroking her hair as she looked up at him with her green eyes and shoved his cock into her warm, wet mouth. She bobbed up and down, up and down, stroking the thick meat with both hands and sucking and licking the head.

Quentin was moaning and repeating, "Oh, Samantha yes." He was trying hard not to cum, but Samantha was having none of that. He was raggedly fucking her face when she gave his balls a few hard squeezes.

He held her head in his big hands and they moaned in unison as he unloaded his balls in her mouth and she swallowed his creamy treat.

Samantha loved nothing more than sucking Quentin off and gulping down his big loads. Quentin could really punish a girl's mouth and throat with his long cock, but for Samantha it was worth it to get all that hot, sticky cum.

Samantha sucked the cum out of his still raging hard on and stood up. Quentin wasn't fucking around this time; he yanked her top down to her waist and roughly pawed her tits, squeezing them and tugging on her nipples. He pinched and pulled them until her breath caught and smiled to himself.

Daddy knew exactly what Samantha needed.

"Ooo...Daddy!" she exclaimed, "Ruff! Ruff!" and giggled, putting her arms around his neck, standing up taller and exchanging a hot, sticky cum kiss with her Daddy.

Daddy kissed her back, grabbing her ass with both hands, and picked her up. She held on tight and wrapped her legs around him as Daddy picked her up and impaled her on his cock. She kissed him even harder as she ground her gushing pussy on his long thick pole.

She pulled her head back shouting "Ohhh. Mmmmm, ohhhh...uh...uh."

Daddy laid her on the bed with his cock still buried deep inside her and shoved her into the middle of the bed with it. Samantha was making little moans and noises as Daddy gave her the power fucking she craved. He was deep down inside, like a hand in a velvet glove

He fucked Samantha straight through two orgasms and the third time Daddy filled her with another load of cream.

Samantha was sated now and smiled as she slept; her fire extinguished for now, with Quentin at her side.