report “You’re welcome, baby girl,” Tommy replied.
“It’s so tasty.” She sucked it again. “Ooh, and I love getting to the creamy center.” The creamsicle between her lips, Chloe gave her dad a wink. She hoped his dick would tent out his trunks at the sight.
The ice cream truck boy looked like he was about to have an aneurism watching Chloe’s sucking.
Tommy and Chloe walked the path to the beach when they heard a voice. “Ahem, may I talk to you?” It was the woman with her soft serve cups. She had a scornful look in her eye.
“Why don’t you go ahead and find us a spot on the sand, baby?” Tommy said to Chloe. Chloe nodded and took a towel from the beach bag Tommy was carrying and scampered on ahead. Tommy watched the woman gaze quizzically at Chloe’s exposed, bouncy bikini butt as she set away.
“Sir, do you really think it’s appropriate for your daughter to be dressed like that?” The woman asked. She was blonde and had a middle-aged pear-shaped thickness to her. She was wearing a conservative tankini.
“We’re at the beach and she’s in her swimsuit,” Tommy replied.
“Swimsuit? She’s wearing stripper lingerie!”
“It’s a swimsuit, and it’s what she wanted to wear.”
“It might as well be dental floss with silver dollar pasties and you know it!” The woman was exasperated, talking faster and faster. “This is a nice beach for nice families! Not some fantasy sex island for perverts! I don’t want my daughters seeing what your girl is wearing and getting ideas. Her whole ass is on display! If the wind blew you’d see her nipples! I mean, really! What kind of father are you?!”
Tommy just smiled. “Ma’am, your ice cream is melting.”
“Wha—oh!” The woman looked down just as a glob of vanilla softs serve landed on her mommy-sandaled foot.
“Have a good one,” Tommy said. He left the woman kneeling, trying to wipe off the drip with a napkin.
Tommy found Chloe on the sand, laying on her back on her beach towel. Her knees were in the air and she was slowly suckling the creamsicle. Tommy set down the beach bag and posted the large umbrella so it shaded Chloe before he laid his towel next to hers. Chloe watched her Daddy out of the corner of her eyes, her lips tickling her sweet frozen treat. Tommy liked what a little temptress showoff his Chloe was. Young little thing, popping a popsicle in and out of her plush lips in public, wearing next to nothing. Skinny little body yet so voluptuous. He wondered who else had seen her sucking away.
Tommy decided he’d have some fun with his daughter.
“You got Daddy in trouble, baby,” Tommy said to his daughter.
Chloe popped her creamsicle out of her mouth. “I did, Daddy?”
“That woman scolded me over your bikini. She said you look like a prostitute.”
Chloe rolled over on the towel, from her back to her tummy, so her jiggly bubble butt was catching the ocean breeze. “But, Daddy,” she whined, her thick, dark curls bobbing over her almond-shaped eyes, “it’s not even my sluttiest bikini.”
“I know, honey, but you do look like a whore. See?” Tommy grabbed Chloe’s ass and squeezed, digging his fingers into her rounded flesh. “Your ass is out for anyone to see.” Tommy gave her ass a sharp swat, enough to make Chloe’s flesh sting. “What are people supposed to say when they see a little girl practically naked in public like this, huh?” Tommy lectured teasingly.
“But, Daddy! I like wearing it.” Chloe pouted. “It makes me feel grown up, which I am by the way!” She spat the last words with playful feistiness.
“Oh, honey,” Tommy shook his head, “how did I raise such a skank?” He swatted her other ass cheek, harder than the first one.
“Ouch, Daddy!” Chloe griped. “That hurts.”
“I mean, seriously,” Tommy continued his faux-rant, “do these really keep you modest at all?” Tommy roughly yanked Chloe’s bubble butt apart, exposing where the teensy string bikini bottom clefted between her swollen, hairless pussy lips. “I think that woman was right, honey. I think you’re dressing like a filthy slut.” He could see the sheen of wetness on her cunt.
“Daddy, no!” Chloe playfully objected. She tried to jerk out of her father’s grasp, but he pulled her back into place by her flaring hips. “Let go of me! What if someone sees me down there?”
“Isn’t that what you wanted?” Tommy retorted. “For people to see your exposed body?”
“D-Daddy,” Chloe swallowed, now acting truly scared. “I just wanted you to see me.” She said softly.
Tommy leaned down and grabbed the back of Chloe’s neck, pinning her on the towel. “Oh, I see you,” he growled in her ear. “I see what a dirty slut I’ve been letting run wild under my roof.” He bit her ear, making her moan.
Tommy rose to his feet, dragging Chloe up with him. “Come with me, young lady.” Tommy said sternly. A few other beachgoers were looking over as Tommy led his short daughter by her wrist. The exposure and discipline had Chloe blushing.
“Ow, Daddy! You’re hurting me!” Chloe hissed softly as her Daddy tightly grasped her by her lithe forearm. Her big tits jiggled only slightly, but she could feel the prying eyes of onlookers on her tits and ass all the same.
“Damn,” a teen boy they passed muttered, “what a hot bitch.” The girl next to him gave him a dirty look, but Chloe flushed with shame all the same.
Tommy marched her off the sand to the old, run-down public restroom building. It had been undergoing renovations for what felt like years. No one used it anymore. Its windows were broken and cloudy, and it was surrounded with caution tap.
“You want to dress like a whore, honey?” Tommy asked his daughter indignantly. “You want to parade yourself like you’re for sale at a meat market?” He pushed her small body up against the buildings bricks. He towered over her. Chloe felt her cunt drip, even as the terror set in in her stomach. “Then I’ll fucking show you what behaving this way gets you.”
Tommy yanked Chloes top down, exposing her pink nipples, already erect with carnal need. He mauled her tits.
“D-Daddy,” Chloe gasped, “you’re scaring me.” But she did nothing to avoid his hands molesting her exposed flesh. She just let it happen. Let her Daddy feel her up.
“What a fucking whore. On your knees, bitch.” Tommy ordered coldly.
“D-Daddy?!” Chloe froze. So Tommy put his hand on top of her head, over her trembling, dark curls, and pushed. The little girl’s knees buckled, thudding onto the concrete below.
She was eye-level with the bulge in her dad’s swimsuit.
“Whores suck cock, honey,” Tommy explained. He whipped his cock out over the waistband of his trunks. The cockhead beaded precum. Chloe instinctively licked her lips as her Daddy pushed his meat towards her.
She didn’t fight it. She let her Daddy force his way into her mouth. “Mrrmm!” She mumbled as her mouthhole got stuffed full of the dick that spat her into her mommy’s womb. She knew not to fight. She knew she had to take that massive prick down her throat like a good girl. So Chloe did her best to let it happen. To not literally choke to death on more dick than a girl her size should be able to handle.
“That’s it, whore. Let Daddy have this.” Tommy nestled his fingers into Chloe’s curls as he pumped her young throat. “Let Daddy have the whore he raised.”
“Mrmff! Mrmmlll!” Chloe glugged through her throatfuck. Drool ran out the corners of her mouth and down her big tits. She felt like a defiled mess. Which of course made her disgustingly wet.
“But I’ve already had this throat today, haven’t I?” Tommy gloated as he facefucked his daughter. “And you still didn’t learn your lesson. I’ll have to try—fuck yeah—something new.”
Roughly, Tommy yanked his prick out of Chloe’s mouth. “Mrmaw, fuck,” Chloe coughed. Her mouth thoroughly tasted of her Daddy’s dick. But she got no reprieve. She felt herself wrenched to her feet by her hair. Tommy spun her around and forced her to brace herself by her palms against the dilapidated brick wall. Chloe had no choice but to let her Daddy bend her over.
“Yeah, baby, stick that ass out!” Tommy pulled her by the hip so her back arched. Being so small, and with her Daddy so worked up, she didn’t have a choice but to fall into position. “Fuck, that’s nice,” Tommy said with a sick smile as he slapped his pretty daughter’s bouncy, bubbly butt.
“Oh!” Chloe yelped. She felt like such a toy.
“It’s nice and it’s mine. And you’re just showing it off like it’s for sale. But it’s fucking mine!” Chloe felt the string of her slutty bikini bottom pulled to the side, out from between her ass cheeks. And—her eyes widened with fright—she felt the thick, throatslimed head of her Daddy’s dick pressing against her puckered little asshole. “I fucking own this, baby. I fucking own you.”
“D-Daddy, we can’t—MRRMMMM!” Tommy clasped a big palm over his daughter’s pink lips to muffle her shriek as his prickhead started burrowing up her ass.
“Be a good girl, honey,” Tommy said softly. “Let it happen. It won’t hurt if you’re a good girl and let it happen.” Tears trickled from Chloe’s eyes as she nodded gently, submissively. Instinctually. She breathed and relaxed her tiny back hole. Let it open for her Daddy to conquer her there, too.
“Yeah, that’s it, slut,” Tommy sneered as he drilled more of his big dick up his daughter’s assguts. “Fuck, that’s nice and tight. Nice and fucking tight for your Daddy.” There was nothing Chloe could do but take it. Tommy’s prick slid home. Soon Chloe felt her Daddy’s heavy balls pressed against her drenched little slit.
“Oh my god, Daddy! I feel you in my fucking stomach!” Chloe groaned passed Tommy’s big hand.
“Good. Fucking good.” Tommy bore back, dragging his throatgunked prick out of his daughter’s rubbery butthole. His dickhead stayed lodged just inside her undulating anal ring. “Damn, look at that.” Chloe looked over her shoulder. With a sick mix of lust and horror, her big grey eyes drank in the sight of her dad’s thick, veiny cock, threatening to tear into her little hole yet again.
“Daddy, please,” she whimpered helplessly. She was in pain, hating how much she loved that it hurt.
“Fuck yeah,” Tommy exhaled as he sank his prick back up Chloe’s buttery assguts.
“Oh my god!” Chloe could only watch as she felt her Daddy’s dick once again skewer her backside. “Oh, fuck! Fuck!” Tommy grabbed her hips where they flared out from her tiny waste and began pumping Chloe’s butt with deliberate, sawing thrusts. “Fuck! Daddy!” Chloe yelped as her ass got used. She gritted her teeth and bucked like a mare getting mounted for the first time. “It’s too big, Daddy! You’re going to tear me in half!”
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