Seeing his daughter suck off strange cunt was too much for Tommy. “Fuck yes, you nasty whore of a daughter!” He pulled his dick free of Chloe’s asshole and, watching it wink at him, and started blasting his load all over her wrecked rear hole. Rope after rope landed right between her cheeks, snaking into her gaped asshole, sliding into her body. Chloe could feel the warmth trickling into her. Her own eyes rolled back in her head, but her mouth was still too occupied with the woman’s pussy to scream her nasty bliss.
Tommy’s dick was still spurting cum when he rammed it back up his daughter’s cummy asshole.
“Daddy!” Chloe cried into the woman’s as she felt the cum hammered into her on her father’s perfect incest bitchbreaker. She was quivering in orgasm now. Her whole body trembled as Tommy slow-pumped the last of his orgasm up Chloe’s wrecked asshole.
The woman was in a daze. Feeling the girl’s screams on her clit, not to mention seeing an incestuous anal fuck, had her cumming yet again. When her orgasm died down, she felt like she’d passed out. As her vision returned, she saw it. She had no words.
Chloe was on her knees, sucking her father’s cock fresh from her asshole. Her tits were still out. Cum dripped from her body. Tommy was gently petting her hair now. “That’s my good girl,” he said, caressing his daughter through her curls, almost tenderly.
Chloe looked up at him with a smile, her big, grey eyes twinkling. “I always clean up my messes, Daddy. And I love tasting it when you make a mess of me, Daddy.” With that, she resumed sucking slowly on her Daddy’s deflating dick, desperate to swallow down as much of those last dribbles of cum as she could drain from him. Tommy smiled and pet his daughter’s thick, dark curls, admiring how eager she was to debase herself for him.
The woman picked herself up, horny again at the sight of the teen’s filthy ass-to-mouth cocksucking. “I need to find my daughter,” the woman muttered, scampering away. Tommy watched her thick MILF body jiggle as he kept stroking his daughter’s hair.
When Chloe had sucked out all the cum she could, Daddy put his cock away and let Chloe fix up her tiny bikini. They walked together back to their spot on the beach, Chloe sighing and smiling, hugging her Daddy’s arm like it was a beloved childhood blanket. She loved feeling his arm hair against her soft skin.
Tommy laid down on their beach towel and read the book he brought with him. Chloe joined him, reading her copy of Tropic of Cancer while snuggled as close up as she could. She readjusted herself so she could use her Daddy’s chest as a pillow. Tommy in turned draped an arm over Chloe, just under her big, beautiful breasts, barely covered as they were in her tiny bikini top.
When she’d finished the chapter she was on, she sighed and rolled over, pressing her tits into Tommy’s chest. He didn’t look up from the page he was reading, but he pet her hair.
“Daddy, let’s go swimming,” Chloe said.
“Maybe later, baby.”
“But, Daddy!” Chloe whined. “I want you to go in with me now!” Onlookers could see her bikini thong-exposed ass, pale and glinting in the cloud-scattered sunlight.
Tommy looked passed his book into Chloe’s eyes. He looked stern. It scared and excited Chloe when he looked at her like this. Like he could consume her on a whim.
“I’ll come join you when I’m done with this chapter,” he said coldly. Chloe swallowed. She was getting wet.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said. She got up, shook out her beautiful curls, and proceeded to saunter down the sand. She made sure to put a wriggle in her hips. She hoped Daddy was checking her out like he usually did. But she didn’t look back. At worst, she knew, she was getting checked out by other beach goers, who were no doubt feeling their dicks twitch and their pussies dampen at the sight of her nearly-naked teen body. Drink it up, she thought, biting her lip and grinning. Sometimes, it was nice being objectified as the hot piece of ass she knew she was. Especially with Daddy there, knowing he’d come running if anyone so much as thought about actually doing anything unwelcome to her.
When she hit the water, Chloe dashed forward and plunged herself in immediately. It was cold to the touch, but Chloe liked the shock it had on her system. And she liked bobbing above the water, feeling the sunlight strike her skin. She giggled and dove back in. And then back up once more.
Chloe knew she had an audience. She could feel eyes on her. When she looked back, she saw a man and a woman walking hand right where the waves lapped the sand. The woman was looking forward, but the man stared at her stupidly. Chloe winked at the man and smiled. She reached down and pinched her nipples through her top. She made a face so he knew she was moaning. His mouth gaped open and he stopped walking.
That was when the woman looked at the man whose hand she was holding. She saw him seeing Chloe, and she looked angry. He knew he was caught. He resumed walking with her with his tail between his legs.
Chloe loved the power she held. She hoped he’d beat off later thinking about her. Or better yet, hoped he’d fuck this woman while imagining he was sucking on her pert teen tits. Just because Daddy owned her didn’t mean she had to stop being a sex fantasy for others.
“Well that wasn’t very nice, baby,” a familiar voice said behind Chloe. She turned.
“Daddy!” Chloe said with happy surprise. Somehow Tommy had gotten into the ocean when Chloe was busy teasing from the water. He was still wearing his sunglasses. Even in the water, Tommy towered over his daughter.
“Aren’t you worried that someone might take you up on your teasing?” Tommy asked.
“What do you mean, Daddy?” Chloe said with a fake-dumb smile.
“I mean,” Tommy grabbed at Chloe’s tits, “what if someone takes you up on how you offer up this body, huh? What if someone decides you’re up for grabs?”
“Daddy!” Chloe hissed sharply. She loved how his fingers sunk into her breasts, but now she really was blushing. “What if someone sees?”
“Then they’ll see a whore being used as a whore.” Chloe swallowed when she heard that.
Tommy dragged his busty daughter, hands grasping her pillowy tits, deeper into the water. It was now up to her collarbone.
“Ow, Dad, that hurts,” Chloe griped.
SMACK! went the side of Chloe’s face. It stung from the impact of Tommy’s palm. Chloe’s eyes welled with tears.
“Is that any way to talk to your Daddy?” Tommy asked coldly.
“I—I—oh!” Tommy wrested his daughter by her thick curls, forcing her to make uncomfortably close eye contact. She could just barely see the cold fire in his eyes flickering through the shaded lenses of his sunglasses.
“Well?” Tommy grimaced.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry.” Chloe felt as though her lungs were struggling to get out the breath to say the words. She hoped Daddy could hear just how sorry she was.
“I don’t think I believe you, young lady.” Tommy reached into Chloe’s top and roughly felt up her breast, pinching her nipple tightly for good measure. Chloe was about to grimace and cast her eyes away, but as if he sensed that, Tommy grabbed her chin set her eyes back on his. “No, you insolent little bitch,” he spat. “Look at me. You have to learn your fucking lesson.”
“Yes Daddy I’m sorry Daddy!” Chloe sputtered frantically.
“I don’t think you are.” Tommy mauled her other nipple, his hand still cocking her chin into position. Chloe wanted to wince, but at this point she knew better. So she gritted her teeth to stymie the pain. And to stymie the lightning bolt of pleasure that was getting her pussy drenched for her Daddy. God, it turned her on how he abused her. “I think you keep forgetting what happens when you tease.”
Tommy reached under the water and grabbed at his daughter’s barely-covered little pussy. He could feel the heat in her cunt even in the ocean. He smiled.
“But it feels like your body remembers.”
“D-Daddy,” Chloe moaned. She was getting molested right there at the beach. Nothing but some water to obscure her. She spread her thighs wider.
“Good girl, baby,” Tommy praised his daughter. “That’s it. Yeah, ride Daddy’s fingers.” Chloe hadn’t even been aware that she was already bucking her hips like a desperate little bitch in heat. “That’s it. I own this pussy, don’t I?” Chloe was moaning softly. When she didn’t answer, Tommy slapped her across the face again. “Don’t I?” He repeated more loudly.
“Yes, Daddy. You own me. You own my cunt.” Chloe whimpered the words. It felt too good to be getting her clit rubbed right there where anyone could see.
With one hand still working his daughter’s hot, hairless slit, Tommy grasped her wrist and pulled Chloe’s hand to his crotch.
“Oh, Daddy,” Chloe gaped. She immediately clasped her little fingers and started feeling the length of her Daddy’s hard cock. It felt so nice through his swim drunks.
“See what you do to men, baby? See what your little body does?”
“I got you so hard, Daddy. Oh my god.” Chloe’s knees trembled In the water. She was remembering viscerally how all of her Daddy’s cock had split open her asshole scarcely an hour ago. Her little back hole was puckering at the memory, as if it were already greedy for more of Daddy’s raw dick savaging her up her guts.
“Teasing little sluts get men hard. And do you know what that means, baby?”
“What, Daddy?”
“It means teasing little sluts deserve to get used.” Tommy pulled his daughter’s body to him so her tits mashed into the top of his stomach. Her hot cunt lodged itself right onto his prodding, poking cock. She ground her bikini-covered mound right into it. She imagined the precum beading on the tip for her. She wanted it inside her. Where it belonged.
“You’re right, Daddy. I’m sorry. Please use me.” Chloe begged, making puppy dog eyes at her handsome Daddy. “Please use my teasing little cunt.”
Tommy undid the generous fly on his swim trunks—well sized for a well-endowed man. The heft of his dick threatened Chloe’s bikini-covered mound. Like the whore she was, Chloe quickly yanked her bottoms to the side, exposing her beautiful, hairless pussy to her Daddy’s invading prick.
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