thelastboundaries:I’m lost. I can no longer contain myself with her.She is, as of three days ago, of
thelastboundaries:I’m lost. I can no longer contain myself with her.She is, as of three days ago, of age, and here we are on a birthday trip vacation, just my vibrant, wickedly smart daughter and me.We’re on a deserted strip of beach with her hormones spilling out all over the place as rampantly as her perfectly taunting breasts.My fully hard cock can no longer be hidden from her and I know she knows. Part of me wants to be good, and help her tuck her nipples in behind her tiny bikini top. But we both know if I do, I won’t let go of them.“Honey, you should probably cover yourself up.” I try not to say the word nipples lest my cock moan and drip out loud.“I guess the top is too small for me”, she says matter-of-factly.She watches me look down at her as she pretends to adjust herself, inadvertently making them spill out further.“You know, Dad, this is probably a topless beach anyway here. Maybe I should just take it off.”She sees my eyes flutter. She’s testing the waters, testing her feline power over me. Part of her knows I’m hers if she wants, but she has to make sure.“They’re pretty, aren’t they, Dad?”, she says as she lets the top drop to bare her all.I shudder what I think is an unheard “oh god”, after which, I try and compose myself and can only say, “They’re beautiful, Meg, perfect.”“Thank you, Daddy”, she says and she hugs me hard and her nipples rise against my skin. I want to stay in this moment forever.Without words, out souls acknowledge in secret that we are going to fuck tonight. And possibly forever.“We should go, sweet pea.”“I know, Dad. But I really want…”“What?”“Will you hold them and kiss them. Right here on this beautiful beach in the sunset. It’s the perfect setting. The perfect birthday present.”“Baby, if I start, it may be hard to stop.”She wraps around me again. “I know…”.She wants me to do what I’m dying to do and can’t fathom doing at the same time. But she owns me already and she knows it.“Just a little, Dad. Please. It would be perfect.”I don’t speak. I kneel. I cup my hands under her soft breasts. I look up at her and see the pure desire awaiting my mouth. I can almost not believe this. And yet..As I begin to taste her sweet flesh and take her nipples in my lips and teeth, I feel her fingers grip my hair to keep me there. I don;t even realize that one hand of mine has slipped back to caress and hold her nubile ass cheek. We are pulling at one another to drive up the heat.I am fighting every urge when I speak in between nipple sucks, “Meg, we should go… to be safe when we…”“No, Daddy. Please. I want the first time right here. This will be our perfect special memory. It’s the only thing I want for my birthday.” She knew I’d find a way.“Are you sure you want me to…” - she stopped my words with her finger to my lips.“You want to fuck me. I want you to fuck me. Always, Daddy. But I want you to fuck me here first.”I’d never heard her talk like this. I was gone.Her breasts were still in my mouth when I lifted her off the sand and into my arms. I carried her behind the trees. We could see the water and sliver of moon beginning to reveal itself.We kissed hard and deep like dirty knowing lovers before we went any further. Then with her still off of the ground, I took what she was longing to rid herself of, and I buried a lifetime of lust in her sweet wanton body, as she clung to me and cried out for more.My body is hers. My souls is hers too. I’m not sure I will ever want anyone as much as I want her. Every day.Now when she says, “Do me here, Daddy”, I never argue. I just do as she wishes.I am a mad sinner. But I have not one regret. -- source link