“Shove it in me, Daddy,” Chloe whined, wriggling her slit against Daddy’s dick under the water, the ocean cold feeling like it was boiling around the heat of Chloe’s needy pussy. “Please, Daddy,” Chloe begged. As much as she pushed herself on her Daddy’s rock-hard dick, she couldn’t get it into her cunt. And it was driving her mad. “I need it. Please. Please fuck your little girl.” She was looking down at where their bodies yearned to meet, ravenous to be filled by the dick that had given her life.
Tommy shoved his fingers into Chloe’s mouth. She moaned and sucked dutifully, looking up at her handsome Daddy with her big, beautiful eyes.
“I can’t get it in you when we’re in the water, baby,” Tommy explained. Chloe nodded, not for a moment taking her mouth from her Daddy’s fingers. She sucked them like she’d sucked his dick in the car ride that morning. She ran her tongue along and around his digits, remembering how she loved to trace the veins of Daddy’s perfect dick as she worked to swallow a creamy load.
Tommy carried Chloe toward the shore. The water was shallower and shallower—closer to where people might see Tommy’s cock about to impale his daughter’s young pussy. But they both needed this too badly to care.
When a wave came, Tommy lifted Chloe above it and drove his fingers from her mouth right to her cunt. With the outside greased with the girl’s drool, Tommy pushed his cock to his little girl’s opening. She was so tight, but Tommy shafted her anyway. Right to the hilt.
Chloe’s eyes widened as she felt her insides get rearranged and destroyed. Her lips spread to scream, but no sound came out. She felt ruined. Daddy was balls deep inside her raw cunt. Where he belonged.
Tommy turned around, away from the shore, to carry Chloe further out into the ocean. Chloe threw her arms around her Daddy’s neck and kissed him deeply. Her tongue sought out his.
“Oh, Daddy, please fuck me. Fuck me!”
Tommy complied eagerly, pumping his little daughter’s velvety pussy in and out. He carried her away from the shore to where the water was deeper. It was slightly over where his cock was claiming her cunt now, but she was more than juicy enough inside to keep their fuck nice and slippery and nasty. Just the way they wanted to fuck.
“I’m going to fuck your brains out, honey,” Tommy confirmed to his daughter. Chloe just looked back at her Daddy with lust and awe.
“Do it, Daddy. Do me. Fuck. Oh. Oh, fuck!” She wrapped her legs around him tight and bucked into him, riding him, helping him slam her pussy as deep as they could have each other. “Right there, Daddy, right there!” Chloe moaned as she felt him bottom out. She loved it when he really fucked her deep. It was bliss feeling like Daddy could violate her body right to her very core.
“Like it, baby?” Tommy asked as he brutalized his daughter’s cervix on his dick. “Like how deep Daddy can fuck you even here?”
“Fucking ruin me!” Chloe shrieked, too cockdrunk to care about anything but getting railed. With Chloe’s legs tight on his waist, Tommy slapped his daughter across the face. “Yes!” She replied to the blow. “Hurt me. Fucking destroy me.” Tommy pulled her hair so her gaze was at his sunglasses-covered eyes and spit right into Chloe’s open mouth. “Again!” Chloe barked. “Please, Daddy!” The bitch was desperate. So Tommy slapped her harder across the face, spat in her mouth once more, and sunk his mouth to hers, biting her lip, tasting her tongue.
“Ngh, fuck, little girl,” Tommy grunted as he made out with and fucked his little bitch right there in the ocean. “You’re a nasty fucking bitch, aren’t you? You were made to be fucked and used like this. To be abused.”
“I am!” Chloe said eagerly. She bucked her hips faster and faster up and down her Daddy’s dick, practically riding him. The water splashed around their bodies where they were fucking in the ocean. “I’m a fucking whore for you, Daddy. Every hole. You own me. I’m yours. D-Daddy. Oh. Daddy!”
“You’re going to cum, aren’t you, baby?” Tommy gloated, dicking his daughter down like she was some club bathroom stall floozy. “You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” He could feel her quivering pussy. He knew. “Yeah you are. So do it. Fucking cum for me, princess. Cum while your Daddy fucking rapes you.” He spat the last two words.
“Da—rdy” Chloe screamed out, and Tommy plastered his palm over her mouth to stop her from giving them away to everyone on the shore. From the distance away they were, they could pretend they were just having a cuddle. Albeit an inappropriate one. But once Chloe moaned out her orgasm, the game would be up. So Tommy took her moaning lips into his own hand and muffled her. Even as he violently rammed her spasming cervix with his cock.
“Cum, you sexy little bitch. Milk my dick up your whore cunt. Make Daddy dump it in you.” Chloe nodded, her face flushed, as her teen pussy clenched and clenched and clenched on Daddy’s dick. “That’s good. That’s fucking good. Yeah—Daddy’s gonna breed you.”
Breed you. Those words drove Chloe wild. She could picture her cervix puckering open for her Daddy. Beckoning him to do the job. Claim me, she imagined her cervix pleading with his cock. Shoot me with the stuff. I’m yours. Make me yours. Her eyes rolled back as she came again.
“Take it, honey. Fucking take it—ngh!” Tommy busted, hammering his nut home into his daughter. Chloe felt it—the throbbing, the throbbing, and then. Spurt. Spurt spurt. Spurt. More throbbing. Hot, creamy cum flooding into her raw pussy like lashes with a hot, gooey pool noodle. Billions of Daddy’s swimmers racing to her cervix, further into her body. Where they’d find what they were looking for.
Chloe’s body spasmed with a second orgasm. Her clit was grinding against Tommy’s stomach now, elevating her bliss. It felt like Tommy’s jizz was going to overflow her pussy and spill out among the ocean waves. Like father, like daughter, the imagery seemed appropriate to them both—what could be more primordial than swimmers among the waves, just like the swimmers hunting for Chloe’s vulnerable eggs, to fertilize her and make new life off the sloppy, nasty fuck they’d just shared?
“God, damn, baby,” Tommy sighed, finally recovering from his orgasm.
“I know, Daddy. I feel like you killed me and fucked me back to life.” Chloe was grinning with tears in her eyes. “And maybe made some more life inside me.” Chloe giggled.
“Maybe, honey,” Tommy said, rubbing Chloe’s taut tummy. “Maybe.” His dick throbbing at the thought of his baby growing inside his baby girl. He already found her irresistibly fuckable, but the thought of her in a bikini with a six-month baby bump, ass and tits and thighs swollen up to nurture his child, almost had him ready to fuck a second load up her teenage cunt.
But fucking in the sun and the ocean is exhausting work. So Tommy worked his dick out of his daughter and put her bikini bottoms back in place. He kissed her forehead and scooped her up to carry her in his arms, her dark curls over one elbow and her legs and feet over the other.
“Whee!” She called happily. “Oh, Daddy, this is fun!”
Tommy carried Chloe like this to the shore and out of the water. People watched a bit as this clearly older man carried a teen girl in a tiny pink bikini and laid her down on a towel. But neither of them cared. All they cared about was feeling their skin touch each other.
Tommy laid on his back under their beach umbrella, and Chloe laid her head on his chest, her body in a fetal position. She draped an arm over his torso; he wrapped his around her.
“I hope I’m pregnant, Daddy,” she whispered, kissing his chest. Tommy felt his dick stir. Not quite enough that he’d need to use little Chloe again so soon, but enough that he couldn’t help but picture her pretty little cunt sopping with the white-sticky jizz he’d made sure to pound up her deep.
The sun danced through the clouds that blew on by over the shore. Tommy found himself in a twilight nap: eyes occasionally open, brain mostly asleep. When he dreamed, he dreamed of Chloe in a rocking chair, pushing a swollen breast towards a blanketed bundle she cradled in her arms.
Then, a shout.
“Yoo-hoo, beach bums!”
“Rose?” Chloe called, turn her head over her shoulder. “Oh, Rosie!” She launched herself up and ran barefoot across the sand, tits and ass bouncing. She wrapped her arms around another girl, apparently about her age. The girl, Rose, was taller than Chloe by enough that Chloe’s head was nuzzling against Rosie’s bikini-clad breasts. Tommy, still laying, turned his head. He watched his daughter enjoying Rose’s skin touching her own.
report “Hi, Chlo!” The girl said, reciprocating the hug. Her copper-colored ringlet curls twinkled in the sunlight. “Oooh, I missed you!” Her breasts, smaller than Chloe’s, were held into a green textured top. Her hips swelled out lusciously into a matching green bikini-bottom thong. Chloe grabbed her juicy ass, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed the girl on the neck. Rose moaned.
“You smell so good, Rosie.” Chloe said into Rose’s green eyes. Chloe loved Rose’s eyes, which were only enhanced by the translucent cat-eye glasses she always wore. Even here at the beach.
“Well you smell like sweat and salt water,” Rose said right back, sliding her lips to Chloe’s and slipping her tongue into the shorter girl’s mouth. Chloe frenched Rosie back, eagerly, loving the feel of her taller cousin’s plush asscheeks in her hands, the feel of Rose’s pink tongue on hers.
“Do I taste like an ass-to-mouth slut, too?” Chloe asked, breaking the kiss.
“Do you?!” Rose asked excitedly. She grabbed Chloe’s head and pushed her lips back to Chloe’s, tongue once more tangling with Chloe’s. “Now that you mention it, you little slut, you do! Oh my god, did you go ass-to-mouth with Uncle Tommy?”
“Mhm,” Chloe hummed with a smile. “I was being a brat, so he dragged me off the beach and practically raped my asshole. It was so good, Rosie! And you know I always clean the messes from Daddy’s cock. Like a good princess.”
“God,” Rosie moaned lustily. “You better have saved some for me, Uncle Tommy!” Rose yelled without shame at her uncle. The girls were still embraced.
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