The sun kisses her smooth, caramel-toned skin as she lounges by the poolside, the turquoise water shimmering behind her. Her long, curly hair cascades over her shoulders, catching the light like silk. She wears a sleek, jet-black swimsuit that highlights her radiant beauty. A golden anklet glistens as she dips her toes into the cool water, laughter dancing in her warm brown eyes. Sipping a fruity cocktail, she leans back, basking in the tropical breeze. The palm trees sway gently, framing her elegance like a masterpiece. Confidence and grace radiate from her, turning heads effortlessly in this paradise retreat.

As her glasses dipped down, she noticed him. How could she not. Tall, handsome, and confident, the man at the bar seemed to know everyone. A quick trace of her tongue over her bottom lip, the ebony beauty was intrigued. Leaning over the bar, the female bartender whispered in his ear. What was she saying? God, why did she even care? She couldn’t put her finger on it, but there was something about the older male that pulled the young girl in like a moth to the flame.

“Can I get you another drink?” the waitress asked.

Snapped back to reality, the beauty stretched out, ordering a fruity drink from the menu before devising her plan to learn more about that man.

“Hey, who is he?” she asked.

Looking at the bar, the waitress snickered. It wasn’t the first time someone asked about him. Hell, if she had a dollar each time a young girl wanted to know something, she could take a day off.

“Daddy Brian?” she laughed. “I mean, his name is Brian,” she smiled.

A chill radiated over her body. Did the woman call him daddy? She was sure she heard that right, but wouldn’t push it. Not yet at least.

“So, I assume he’s a regular here?” she asked.

Sitting the drink down, the waitress looked over to the bar, her voice lowering a bit, “He is, but this is the first time without his daughter. I’m kind of surprised actually.”

Adinna was curious, but cautious at the same time. She didn’t want to scare the waitress with all the questions, but the older white man seemed to be getting under her skin. The reference to daddy only made it worse. She held that part of her life closed off and tucked away from anyone.

“Daughter? Is she young?” she asked.

“About your age,” the waitress now whispered. “I will be back,” she added.

As the waitress walked away, Adinna watched and waited. Her finger tracing around the rim of the glass, without knowing she slipped it in her mouth, sucking the sweetness from the tip. It wasn’t until the man she was watching noticed did she become excitedly uncomfortable. His smirk said it all, but holding up his drink to cheers her across the pool made the warmth inside of her apparent. Whatever this man was brought a rush of memories back to the young girl. Ones so taboo that the tip of her tongue stung as a warning that some secrets are better left unsaid.

“Brian, the man at the bar sent you a drink. He said,” the waitress giggled, “You look as though you might need something to cool you down. The heat is terrible today.”

Adinna’s hand shook as she took the glass, wanting to know everything about the man. She hoped the waitress could keep a secret and not tell him she asked so many personal questions.

“Tell me about his daughter,” she whispered.

Exhaling, the waitress turned her head away from the bar, her voice low as to not be heard. “She is stunning. Your exact coloring. They play all day at the pool, laughing, touching, but never anything to cause alarm. It’s the night time that tells the real stories. The sounds that come from the young girls room,” she said.

Called away again, the waitress scurried away, she knew she was revealing far too much. The entire staff knew that something was happening. At night Daddy Brian and the young girl would venture into the hotel club to dance, but the girl always wore clothing no father would approve of. Dancing the night away with older men, the young girl always kept her daddy in her line of sight. Her body promiscuous, but her mind, she fed Daddy Brian with every thrust upon those older male guests of the resort.

Watching from the bar, Brian knew he was the center of the conversation between the young girl and the waitress. The way that sensual little minx traced her finger on the glass, and her sienna colored eyes followed him had him intrigued. He was sure the staff at the resort knew about most of his activities, but how much did they really know? If the walls of the hotel room could talk, they would be shocked.

Sunlit Seduction

Finishing her shift, the waitress grabbed a drink, sitting poolside with the young girl. She knew the girl wanted to know more, but on the clock she really needed to be careful. Guest secrets were never to be spilled. Well, until now.

“I’m Mila, by the way. If I let something slip about a guest, please just keep it between us. I can tell that Daddy Brian has his eyes on you,” laughed the waitress, stretching her long legs out on a lounge.

Adinna laughed, her eyes still drawn to the man at the bar. He had sent over two drinks so far, so he knew there was something brewing between the two.

“Tell me, I know there is something more?” she asked.

Exhaling, the waitress sipped her drink before talking. “Well, the staff has said that at night they hear sounds coming from their room. You know, sounds! Plus the room cleaners have found evidence that someone is having taboo delights in their room.”

Adinna chewed her bottom lip as she listened to the confession of the waitress. All of it makes her slender young body warm with need. She had her secrets, maybe some of them the same, but this was the first time someone said them out loud. It made what she was feeling for years so much more real.

“So, they’re having ….sex?” Adinna whispered.

Shrugging, the waitress couldn’t deny or confirm it, but she knew, they all knew the truth.

“I have to go. Be careful what you wish for,” Mila winked before walking away.

Before she could thank her for talking, Brian took her place in the lounge. Stretching out his body, he watched the young kitten like a lion waiting to pounce. The hunger in his eyes from her scent caused his eyes to close and a long inhale savored. She smelled like suntan lotion and his favorite caramel candies. He could almost taste one melting on his tongue. Such a burst of sweet cream that caused a moment of silence between the two. When he arrived at the resort alone he was hungry for something, but now, he was salivating as he waited to get his first taste.

“Well then, it’s about time you allowed time for me,” Brian said.

His voice smooth, low, and seductive, Brian couldn’t get enough of this girl. Something about her told him the stories they could write together would be a masterpiece of sin. He wasn’t much for small talk, but for now, he would indulge. She was worth his time and interest.

“Sorry, were you waiting for me?” she said, her voice filled with anticipation.

“You could say that. I guess, I knew that you needed company tonight,” he replied.

She was flustered at his assumptions, but knew that he was right. She had waited forever to confess things that were growing deep within her core. Twisting the corner of her towel tight, she watched the man who the staff called Daddy and felt her heart race with anticipation. Would he invite her to his room? God, what if he did?

“How did you know that, Da…. Brian?” she asked.

His chuckle painted the picture of the day. He knew right away she wanted to call him Daddy. Most younger women did, and he loved every minute of it. Truth be told he felt himself twitch wondering if her bikini bottoms were getting wet.

“I’ll tell you at dinner tonight. Wear something pretty for me, baby girl,” he said.

Handing the young one a card with his room number on it, Brian excused himself to pay the bar tab and retire to his room for a bit. He wasn’t tired. His hope was she would stew in her own juices for a bit and sexually suffer a bit before joining him.

Along Came A Spider

Your gaze, a spark upon my skin,
A silent promise, warm within.
Your breath, a ghost against my ear,
A whispered pull, so dark, so near.

Fingers trace like liquid gold,
A touch that burns, a tale untold.
Lips that hover, tempt, deny,
A game we play with smoldered sighs.

Night surrenders to your heat,
A rhythm slow, a pulse so sweet.
No words are left, just aching space,
A dance of want, a tangled chase.

Come closer now, let silence speak,
And taste the hunger lovers seek.

As the sun kissed the moon good night and disappeared into the sea, Adinna stood in front of a full length mirror. Her dress the palest shade of blue and clung to every inch of her frame. Breast small, but enough for a mouthful, it was the curve that defined her ass that drove men wild. She was the type of girl that got attention whether she tried or not. Her body was extraordinary. As she brushed her hands down the front of her dress, chills radiated like a blanket over her body. Would she find out the secret behind the noises the staff whispered about, or would she be another story for them to tell? Either way, she needed to find out. Curiosity was getting the best of the young girl.

Perched atop a luxury beach resort, this stunning penthouse offers breathtaking panoramic ocean views. A soft knock on the door brought Brian back to reality. He had spent the last 20 minutes watching the ocean darken, thinking about the new baby girl he met earlier at the pool. Something about her oozed innocence, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. She was hiding something deep and dark. Grinning like the Cheshire cat when he heard the knock, his mouth already salivated and he hadn’t tasted her yet. He had something the young didn’t. Patience.

 

She waited, wondering about the other side of that door. Would she find all the answers she sought, or would he confirm that her own desires were as shocking as his? Time would tell, but as the door opened, her heart fluttered. He was tall, handsome, and defined. It was at that moment that the difference in the color of their skin intoxicated her. She was the color of warm caramel and him, he was a vanilla delight. Something about the two seemed to blend well together.

“Come in, baby girl. I’ve been waiting,” he said.

As though a little spider crawled up her spine, waves of chills caused her breath to catch in the back of her throat. He was baiting her with words and she was dripping wet with each one revealed. “I hope this is what you meant by dressing nice for dinner?” she asked, spinning slowly in the doorway. The threshold between the hall and the room loomed in front of her. Once she crossed it, would there be a point of no return?

He watched her, his smile curling to one side. She looked delicious and anticipating that first taste made him stop and think of his words before speaking. 

“Baby girl, you could wear a sack and still look good. I approve,” he said. 

Savor The Night

Though the air was thick with need, and he knew the moment she took the first step into his room he could have her. That wasn’t him though. A game of cat and mouse would always win out with him. He wanted to be famished when he took her. Right now, he wanted a taste, but waiting was half the fun. Plus, it was time to make half the men in the resort beg for her attention. Brian loved the idea of having what others craved. 

Her eyes sparked with wonder as she watched the man. His body language spoke volumes. He was confident with his movements, striding across the room with almost an air of arrogance. Her breaths were sharp and fast, her body shook at his scent. 

“Thank you. Are we eating here, or?” she quivered as she spoke.

He laughed, holding out his arm for her. Of course they would be dining out. He wanted to show off his newest possession, plus, getting to know her a little better had the tip of his tongue twitching. 

Reaching for her arm, the older man lace it protectively with his. Would people think she was his baby girl? Or would they assume the white man is escorting a beautiful Nubian Princess for the evening. Either way, she will be calling him Daddy Brian by the end of the evening. He knew that the moment she showed up at his hotel room. She might be young, but she wasn’t stupid. She had to know he wanted her in all the filthiest of ways. 

The hotel, a 5 star resort, held a table for the man without reservation, seating the couple the moment they arrived. Seated in a corner table, she could feel the heat of male and females unable to keep their prying eyes off of them. Ordering drinks the moment they arrived, Brian ordered his usual, and a Shirley Temple for his baby girl. She was old enough to drink there, but he loved the thoughts of otherwise. 

“Sweetheart, tell me about yourself. I want to hear everything about you,” he said.

Wiggling for a moment in her seat, her light brown hues took him in. Never in a million years did she expect to be sitting across the table from this man tonight. Her hands in her lap, fidgeting, she bit her bottom lip at what to say. 

“There is not a lot to say. It’s my first trip away from home by myself. My father is a bit protective over me, and my mother left a few years ago,” she said. “I have a younger sister, but she’s with my mom,” she added.

The moment she mentioned living with her father, he wondered why? Most girls stay with the mom, so why not her? His head spun as he played out all the reasons in his mind. 

“Are you close with your father,” he asked, reaching for her hand.

She slid her hand in his, their skin so different, yet it was a beautiful contrast. Brushing the back of her hand with his thumb in a fatherly manner, his intentions were anything but honorable. There was a familiar throbbing in his groin, but he liked it that way. The need was a welcomed relief and intensified his anticipation.

“Very close. He is a good man,” she whispered, her throat parched.

Grabbing the drink as the waitress sat it down, Adinna savored the cool sweetness. What was it about this man that made her want to confess unspoken words to him? Closing her eyes for a moment, her pulse finally settling to a normal pace, she collected thoughts before continuing.

“I love it just being the two of us. When my mother was there, she was very unhappy that I am a daddy’s girl. My sister is the opposite. She clings to my mother as though she is still connected at the tit,” she laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. 

Brian smirked, leaning over the table to whisper against her ear. His lips barely touched the slender shell, “Shhh you look stunning with a blush to your cheeks. You’re making daddy throb.”

Both oblivious to the glances of strangers. Women sulking as the men they dined with couldn’t keep their eyes off the young girl. There was something magnetic about the way she laughed. Almost infectious. A few of those men would get a stern talking to later, but it would be worth it. When you see a one in a million woman, you embrace it. 

She leaned back in her chair as though all air left the room. Was he giving her permission to call him daddy? God, she hoped so. It would be in the way she had hoped to use it for many years, but never dared. Everything she wanted was suddenly happening, all of it coming to be, but she was ready for it? 

Eyes locked, neither saw the waiter standing next to the table until he spoke. They were too lost in the moment to even care what others thought.

“Your order, Sir?” he asked. 

Brian ordered for the both of them, smirking at the girl when he told the waiter to bring his daughter another drink. It was the look on her face and the wiggle in her seat that gave indication that by the end of the evening she would beg for daddy to take every inch of that beautiful young body.

Dinner came and went, the staff paying special attention to the table. They knew the man well, and what he needed. Without asking they brought a tray of seasonal fruit, all sweet and picked to perfection. It was his signature dessert, plus, sweet things in,  cause sweet things to come out. There was a method to his madness and tonight when he nestled himself between those creamy thighs all the secrets she held so deep would spill into his mouth. 

Brian waited until the waiter left to bring a slice of the pineapple to her lips. Holding it on the bottom one, he traced the outline of the soft pillow, staining her lips with a light glaze. 

“Bite it, now!” he said

Adinna bit down on the pineapple, a burst of sweet seduction flooded her mouth. There was nothing in her world that compared to the erotic pleasure she was about to receive. She truly was innocent to the devious ways of the older man. His experience and her untapped hive could prove to be mind blowing to all involved. 

Bite after bite, he fed her the fruit, making sure to dribble a bit down her chin. In closed settings he would lap her clean, but here, he took satisfaction in seeing the tiny trial of sweetness on her face.

Are you ready for part 2? It’s coming very soon.