Daddy Takes Care of Me at the Beach

We've been at the beach for about two hours, had a swim for a while and then chilled on the lounging chairs. I munch on some fries and Daddy dozes off a little. When I'm done, he wakes up from the way I shift on the chair.

"Waking up, old man?" I tease and giggle at the frown he gives me.

"Didn't even sleep," Daddy argues and I scoff a little.

"I heard the snores," I roll my eyes and smack my lips to ask for a kiss.

"You heard nothing," he argues back playfully and gives me a smooth on my lips. "Mhm, salty," he licks his lips and grabs the sanitary wipes from the table next to him. "Come here, baby."

I stretch my arms to him and he cleans off my fingers, tickling my palm with the wipes until I giggle. Then I snuggle into him and we cuddle for a while, feeling the warmth of the weather and each other's bodies. I listen to the waves of the sea crash against the sand and the seagulls screaming nearby. The smell of the sea and Daddy mix in my nose and I smile into his neck, happy and relaxed.

My pulse slows down and Daddy's hand lightly caresses across my back. I get goosebumps despite the heat. I don't know how much time passes, could be half an hour or minutes. But I feel the way Daddy's body heats up. It's only a matter of time before he-

"What do you say, baby? Another swim?"

I knew it.

I giggle into his shoulder and nod. "Yes, good idea."

I slide off him and sit back, looking around and at the sea. Daddy rummages in the our beach bag and I turn around, seeing him hold the sunscreen. I smile at him.

"Turn around, babygirl, it's been two hours. First this, then swim." He declares with that caring look on his face and I give him a little smooch before turning my back to him. My hair tickles briefly over my shoulders as I gather it in my two hands and hold it up.

With slow long strokes Daddy spreads the lotion over my shoulders and back, conveniently sliding under my bikini tie. He takes his time, massaging every little bit. When his hands run over my waist and lower back, I slightly arch and sit a bit straighter.

I use my hair tie to wrap my hair in a bun on my head, then let my hands fall down into my lap. His strong hands wrap around my shoulders, then stroke down the length of my arms and I let my head drop back a little, closing my eyes.

I make little sighs and soft humming noises as his hands work on protecting my skin. Once he's done with my back, he asks me to turn around and I climb into his lap, wrapping my legs around him.

With a crinkle in my eyes I watch his concentrated look as he spreads the lotion from my shoulders down, then over my belly. I bite my lower lip when his hands drive over the edge of my triangle string bikini top.

"I need to be thorough..." he excuses himself as he pushes his fingertips from the sides under the fabric. I suck in a little breath. His thumbs brush over the underside of my boob while his other fingers spread lotion on the side. Slowly, his hands get closer to the center of my perky tits.

Gulping, I bite the inside of my cheek. Swiftly, his thumbs sweep over my hardened nips and my eyes flutter closed.

Then he palms my tits under the bikini top, working his hands into my skin and I feel the heat rush in my head. My eyes open, I stare into his smirk. My eyes roam left and right, if someone's watching us. I can barely see anyone, facing away from the main part of the beach.

"Relax, baby, I'm just putting sunscreen on you..." His voice coils around me like soft velvet.

My head nods on its own, his fingers squeeze my nips and my jaw falls down in a soft moan. His brows quirk up and I bite my lower lip as he repeats the tweak. My cheeks turn hot, his fingers toying with my slippery nipples, minutes pass. Then he pulls his hands out from under the material and adjusts the cups so they sit appropriately. I release a big breath.

I close my mouth and shoot him a look that says, oh now you want to be appropriate? Daddy shrugs lightly reading my eyes and continues, squirting more sunscreen into his hands and working on my thighs.

His big hands run up and down my upper thighs, then the inside, then the outside until he palms my ass in his lap. I make a little noise when his hands knead me, heat pools in my center and my own hands wander on his body up his chest and shoulders.

His fingers slip under the fabric again, brushing firmly over my entire ass, up to my lower back, down again over my thighs. I can't help but softly moan and squirm on him, bumping my crotch into his.

I can feel his bulge and rock against it, he almost ignores it. His hands continue down my thighs until he gently slides me off from his lap. I sit before him on the chair and he rubs lotion down the length of one leg, then places my foot into his lap.

The hardness of him rests under my foot and I gently rub against him, ever so slightly. Daddy's hands work my other leg until he also places that foot into his lap, a firm hold on my ankles. My eyes roam down his body, then up again finding his eyes as I bite my lip.

"What's the matter, baby?" He rasps and squeezes my ankles.

Another soft sound escapes my lips and I rub my feet against his hard cock, up and down his length, pressing my feet against him.

"Feeling naughty...?" He questions with a raised brow and I don't answer, just press my foot more into his growing tent.

His hands crawl up the inside of my legs and I mewl as he leans forward to grab and massage the inside of my thighs. My eyes close for half a second and he uses that moment of surprise to grab my ankles and pull me back on his lap.

A squeaking yelp later I'm lined up with his cock again, heat pressing into heat. I can feel my bikini growing damp. His hands travel up again, thumbs grazing the skin my by bottoms and I squirm and arch, moaning softly. Then his thumbs slides underneath and brushes along my pussy lips.

I suppress a bigger moan, gulping hard while my legs seem to open wider on their own.

"Oh baby..." he murmurs, "you're so wet..."

I whimper in response. His thumb swipes through my lips until it lands on my clit with a circular motion and my eyes grow wide. My body jerks, then arches, and he keeps going with his motions.

He slides his thumb down again, swirling around my entrance. I arch my back, pushing my chest out and giving him better access. Hidden by our thighs, his finger draws slow circles under my bottoms, then gently pulls them aside a little. I gulp and anxiously look around as his naughty eyes study my little cunny. He spreads my thighs wider, unseeingly pushing my legs apart.

"Do you want Daddy to keep going?" He asks darkly, his other hand kneading my ass possessively.

With glossy eyes I nod eagerly, biting my lip again. Tension and anticipation crawl up my neck and my stomach pits, I can't help but wiggle my toes in restlessness. He smirks and slides his thumb back up to my clit, circling it slowly. "You've been such a good girl today...."

The praise washes over me, tinting my cheeks and causing a shy little smile on my lips. "Thank you, Daddy."

"Can you be a good girl and stay quiet for Daddy...?" His tongue wets his lip and it makes my stomach flutter.

My mouth goes dry. My skin hums beneath the pad of his finger and I feel a buzzing prickling through my body. I feel more awake and alert now as I nod, "Yes, Daddy..."

Precautionary, I bite my tongue. Staying quiet has only recently been something Daddy teaches me and it certainly is not one of my strengths. The way he talks to me, touches me, drives me uncontrollably weak. My body can't help but melt away whenever he asserts his power.

"Mhmmm... That's my good girl," he purrs softly, thumb rolling my clit again. My mouth parts slightly and my eyes close half-mast. "Spread your legs wider for Daddy," he orders softly. My eyes roll back into my head for a moment and the order hits my core, causing another heatwave between my legs. My muscles soften and I enter a headspace that makes me dizzy. I whimper and obey, secretly praying he won't tease me too long.

"Quiet, baby..." Daddy shushes and I bite my lip again.

My heartbeat grows heavy as he drags his thumb up and down my clit. Urgency and need pool in my cunny, weeping out. Every couple strokes Daddy lets his thumb dip lower, gathering some of my sweet wetness to lube up his relentless stimulation of my aching clit.

My breathing staggers, grows fast and shallow. Nervously I blink around, anxious to get caught, but nobody is looking our way and if someone wasn't standing right across from me they wouldn't be able to catch the sight of my wet, naked pussy under Daddy's hand.

He notices my anxious looks, my bitten lip and the way my thighs try to squeeze together. Tension rumbles through me, desire tightening in my body. His thumb presses against me firmer. He leans in, his voice a low growl in my ear. "You're dripping wet, baby."

A nervous chuckle erupts from my throat, mixed with a muffled, desperate whimper of my overpowering arousal. His voice sends a shiver down my spine, spinning my mind and causing tremors in my thighs. It feels like my mind is floating away and all there is, is this buzzing pleasure pulsating through me.

I focus on keeping my mouth shut, eyes closed chasing the high nonetheless. He chuckles darkly, seeing how easily I'm at his mercy. His thumb moves faster, pressing harder against my clit.

"You're gonna be a good girl and cum quietly for Daddy, right?" He whispers, his other hand squeezing your ass possessively.

I let out a bigger breath, searching his face with pleading eyes. My head moves on its own, needy and weak, nodding as a response to him. Praise, orders, calling himself Daddy. My mind floats away.

The thrill is too much, right here like this, and his thumb rubs me faster. I reach for his thighs with my hands and grab him for stability as my legs start to shake and tremble, pleasure zinging through my core. I press my lips together as my eyes close, overwhelmed and flooded with hormones.

"Cum for me... that's it, babygirl..."

I snap. My body erupts in shudders and my mouth opens in a silent cry. He holds me steady, thumb firmly pressed against my pulsating clit, while my weightless body trembles in the aftermath of my release. My arousal coats my cunny, that scent of me in the air between us. My chest rises and falls unevenly as I try to catch my breath.

"Good girl..." he praises and gently caresses my messy pussy. I'm floating somewhere between excitement and calm, my body softens. His thumb strokes from my pussy down my thigh, then he adjusts my bikini bottoms. Sheepishly, he licks his thumb. "Delicious..." he hums.

My cheeks brighten and I bite my lip again, looking around nervously, embarrassed but thrilled for the naughty spectacle I must have been. Daddy's arms pull me into his chest, my face nuzzling against his shoulder. "My good little girl..." he praises, and warmth spreads through my body. "You were so amazing... and so quiet... you did so well for me..." He places a kiss on my head.

The even motions of his chest lull me in and I calm my heart rate, he wraps me in comfort and safety. "Now we just have to wait another few minutes until your sunscreen is all soaked in, and then I carry my baby through the waves again." The playful, soft incline in his voice makes me smile and I nod. I look up at him and Daddy boops my nose, then gives me a little kiss on my lips.