rydersstories: bindingbynature:nkeddoorsredux:I was wandering the beach, hunting for enough of a
rydersstories: bindingbynature: nkeddoorsredux: I was wandering the beach, hunting for enough of an open space, when I caught this sweet young girl in her bra-less beauty, standing near the water and smiling my way. I looked around to be sure she wasn’t eyeing someone else .And my eyes shamelessly kept falling to her perfect breasts playing peek-a-boo through her micro-thin top, when I looked back at her. I was about to move away from ehr in semi-shame - after all, I was old enough to be her father - when she perkily said, “Hi!” It caught me by surprise as did the openness of her smile. She clearly wanted my attention and I was more than happy to give it all to her. Thankfully, my towel and the clutter I was carrying hid my quietly growing arousal as I moved in closer to talk to her.. She was sweet and flirty and it did give me a thrill. I mean, someone her age interested in me? I wasn’t sure for what but I was hopeful. Her name was Molly and she was there with family. Her parents were in the water with another couple, their friends, and she had wandered away from her towel’s perch intently. I looked down again at her perfect breasts. I couldn’t help it. I wanted to place a soft kiss on each nipple through their barely present covering. She surprised me again. “Do you like them?” I was clearly blushing. “Uhhh, yes, they’’re…. beautiful. Perfect, really.”This time she blushed and hid her face but she thanked me. I had to ask. “Do your parents know you’re walking about like this?” She giggled. “No. I always wear a wrap to the beach. redhead, you know.” She pointed to her towel and the wrap was lying in a tossed heap. I was shameless. “I love redheads.” Then I felt a rush of fear. I had no idea how old she was. Though she did seem to know what she was up to. “But when my parents are busy, which is always, I leave it behind for a little… fun.” She laughed. “You like the attention? Or the tease?.” I smiled. “The tease,always.”, she said with a soft giggle. “The attention? Only from some.” Her intent was clear and my body said,“ open that door”. “Well…” I started to say, not sure how to proposition a teen on the beach in front of a crowd and possibly her parents. “Are you staying in the hotel?” she asked. “Yes, I am.” There was a long pause. Once again, shameless and (hopeful) me said “Room 1247”. She was waiting for an invitation, I thought (or again hoped). But i tried some restraint. “It was wonderful meeting you, Molly. Hope to see you again soon.”Then I leaned in, kissed her cheek and softly said, “You’re beautiful. I just don’t want you getting tin trouble with your folks. I really hope to see you later.” She squeezed my hand, kissed my neck and said, “You will. And… thank you.”, then wiggled her perfect young ass down the beach, knowing I was watching every move with a raging hard-on hidden behind my towel. When I returned to my room after some lazy beach time, trying not to think about the gorgeous too-young little morsel who had crossed my path. I walked in to find a hand-written note under my door. “Text me when you get this. Molly”, and underneath, her cell phone number. I got another rush, but reminded myself not to get ahead of my lewd imagination. “Got your message” I texted. “Great! My folks are going out with their friends for a bit. They know i don’t like to go. Wanna get something to eat?” Seemed innocent enough so I said yes. That way, I could actually find out a bit more without embarrassing myself. My cock said “Order room service”, but my better judgement said, “Behave”. We met at the casual poolside bar for burgers, and she wore her same outfit, this time covered with her beach wrap but which she left partially open no doubt to give me a peek here and there. Our chatter started awkwardly, but she said she was always alone on these trips, but loved the beach and the travel so she would come. “I was just hoping for some nice company” she said hiding her eyes. “Why me?”, I asked plainly. “You seem nice. And nice looking…” “Thank you.” “And I like older men” she giggled. “I guess I have daddy issues.” her laughter continued. But she jumped in when she saw my eyebrows rise, with “Not with my dad, noooo!” We both laughed. Somehow in the mix I was grateful to learn that she was over 18. She definitely wanted me to know that. And she was smart and just didn’t fancy boys her own age. “They’re so selfish.”, she said. I gathered that meant she’d had sex, but not satisfying sex. At the end of our meal, she said she had to go back to the room and check in with the folks before their nighttime gambling bout in the casino. But this time she kissed me on the lips and said that maybe we could watch a movie later. “I’ll text you.” It came around 9 PM. “Can I come to your room? Trust me, you don’t wanna be in this one.” “Sure”, I replied. Then whispered on ongoing mantra for the next 5 minutes of “It’s just a movie, just a movie.” That stopped when she arrived, in a tiny skirt, an exact replica of the top I met her in, only in navy blue, and a little blazer that she threw aside as soon as she was inside the door. She’d added just a little make-up and fixed her hair, though she didn’t need to. I’d already fallen for her bared, windblown beach look. “My God, Molly, you’re beautiful.” "If you kiss me first, you can kiss them too. You want to and I want you to. Please?“ Her last word did come as a little girl whimpered plea. “Really, Molly? Are you sure about this….?” She let me hang there until i finally moved in and kissed her warm mouth. Her arms wrapped around me like she’d never let go. “I know I’m bad”, she said. “I just hate playing games. Ad I hate boys my age and I need something better.. I promised myself, if I met someone nice, I have some fun.” I was stunned. Elated. My cock was awake and throbbing towards full tilt. “You want me, don’t you?”, she whispered. “More than you know, Molly.”, I said, almost shaking with desire and joy. She leaned up, nipped at my ear and said, “Please take me. And show me what good sex is..”. My hand went to her crotch just as hers went to mine. We hadn’t left the inside of the door yet and clothes were being torn away. I peeled off her top and her perfect breasts begged me for attention. The ones who had caught my eye from moment one. I knelt, and her fingers went into my hair, ready for my sweet assault. Then I stopped suddenly and looked up. “Molly, forgive me but humor me. Do you have your ID with you?” She laughed. “In my jacket pocket. Go ahead, and check. You won’t be arrested.” I rose to take a look and she followed me. As I eyed her ID and did the math in my head, she knelt and unzipped my jeans, I gasped happily when her hand wrapped around my cock and pulled it out. “Don’t mind me. I’m not trying to distract you or anything”, she laughed. “Right…”. I could barely breathe, looking down at this half naked angel with her lips now encircling my thickened shaft. Before I passed my edge, I pulled her up and kissed her pre-cum glassed lips. “Don’t you want me to finish?”, she asked genuinely. “I do, but I don’t want to be selfish like the boys you’‘re bored with. And I’m dying to bury my cock in your perfect little pussy too.” “It is perfect”. she teased back. I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her to the sofa. I posed her kneeling over its back, facing the wall, yanked her panties down and her skirt up, then I buried myself in her glistening nubile cunt folds. In seconds she was wiggling and purring, then moaning. When she started whispering obscenities, I knew I had her going the right direction. My fingers were playing in deep and my tongue was making figure 8′s about her swelling clit. And though it never occurred to me she’d not had this, I moved my tongue up and started to lick her pink anal pucker. The moment she felt that, she started a low growl. I stopped to make sure it wasn’t too much, until I heard her moan. “Don’t stop!” With my fingers in her cunt and my tongue fucking her ass, she exploded all over my face, As she did, I ramped up the play so she could feel a succession of peaks until she got too tender to continue. The feeling of having this little girl grinding into me with her raw drenched sex, had my cock drooling. “Holy. Fucking. Shit!”, she said in the aftermath, taking a breath between each word. “Can I keep you?” I kissed her. I Iove the way you taste, both your juicy pussy and your sweet ass. “Can pay you to do that to me ten times a day?” she asked with a sweet whimper. “That could be arranged. I’m already addicted.” ‘You’ll have to fuck me too, yanno”, she said wickedly. “Oh no, really?I don’t know. You might have to force me”, I teased back. In truth it’s all i wanted right then and there. She grabbed my cock and pulled it toward her. I needed no coaxing at all. Her voice shifted to a new dirty insistent place, “Fuck me now, Daddy. Fuck your little girl. You have to. You promised. If you don’t, I’m telling Mom you ate my asshole.” There’d been no warning of this kind of roleplay, but her new feverish tone had my blood pumping suddenly. “You wanna be Dadys little whore, Molly? You got it!” I tossed her over my knee, spanked her ass hard while growling, “.This pretty ass and slutty pussy now belongs to Daddy!” I turned her back over on the sofa, shoved me cock deep into her tight-soaked little cunt and started slam-fucking her as she grabbed onto my shoulders for the ride. I lifted her up, piinned her to the wall and rammed my cock up towards her throat. When I could grunt-talk, I’d utter things, I never thought Id hear myself say, “You want Daddy’s cock, you take ALL of it, in every fuckhole!” And from the sounds she made, it was exactly what she needed. And I was amazed at the places she was inspiring me to go. I couldn’t stop myself from finally emptying my swollen ball sac into her young stretched and pounded cunt, but as I did she clawed my shoulders and growled “Yesyesyesyes!!!” I carried us back to the sofa, sat us down still embedded and we kissed as she rolled on my twitching dick. “Thank you, Daddy. God, I love the way you fuck. Will you keep me?” “Oh yes. I’m not letting you go any time soon.” Will you lick my ass again, please? Soon?” “Like that, did you?” “It made me want to be your whore forever. It kinda made me call you Daddy,” she giggled. “Don’t know why.” When I slipped out of her, I sat her on the edge of the sofa, and moved down to lick some of my cum from her pretty cunt. And in the mix, I pushed her legs far enough up to dip my tongue back into her ass, and I saw her eyes roll back on her head. I moved back up to kiss her, and after sharing our blended cum, she said, “You want to make me your whore, don’t you?” “More than you know”, I smiled. “If you keep doing that to my ass, I’‘ll love you forever. I might even let you pop my anal cherry. it’s the only one left.” This time I said, “Can I keep you?” “Until I have to go back to my room, like a good girl.” “How much time do I have?” “An hour maybe…” she said. “I’m not going to want to let you go.” “Good’, she said, as she slipped own to suck my dick clean of our sins. Just then her parents texted her to see if she was alright. She looked up at me as she kept my re-rising dick in her lips, and typed to her parents. “Just watching a movie. It sucks.” We both laughed. When I was hard again, she looked up and said, “Where do you wanna fuck me now, Daddy?” I pulled her out onto the balcony, bent her over the railing and slid back down to make her cum with more pussy and ass eating. I swore she was going to wake the entire town with the decibel she came at. We stared fucking again, this time with spanking and hair pulling, until she begged me to fuck her ass over the rails. “Just promise me your lick your cum out of there,and it’s yours.” “I so fucking promise.” We played and rutted as long as we could under the moonlight, Her ass was a cock-strangling slice of heaven, and as promised, I sucked and licked every ounce of cum I could get out of it after I’d taken here taut cherry. We curled up for a bit to both recover, and I knew it was going to be so hard to let her dress and go back. We showered together, so she wouldn’t stink of sex, if her parents got near, and at the door, we kissed and groped, neither of us wanting to stop.. She stopped. “Wait. You never came down my throat. Daddy’s whore needs it everywhere or she won’t sleep well.” She knelt and sucked me until I coated her throat in another bucketful of cumseed. She rose up and kissed me with her sticky mouth. “I just love the idea of fresh cum in my cheeks when I kiss my folks goodnight. You can thank me… and spank me later.” She scurried out the door and back to her room. I never even asked when they were leaving. I got a text in the middle of the night. “Order room service breakfast for 9 AM-ish and you can have my ass for dessert. “Consider it done. - Daddy”. Two days and tons of fucking late,r she left. And I’ve now found endless reasons to fly to where she lives and book a hotel room, just to have more. I’m still her Daddy and she’s still Daddy’s little whore. Another favorite from @rydersstories old blog. From my former blog. Thank you @bindingbynature for posting this. -- source link