Melissa Loves Daddy Pt. 04

All characters engaged in sex acts are eighteen or older.

“Missy Bear, come on. You can’t keep it on the whole time,” Daddy said.

I knew it was stupid, but Daddy also knew how embarrassed this bikini would make me. The 49ers beach towel covered my body. I had quickly grabbed the towel when I got out of the car. “Daddy, no. I’m not gonna have everyone staring at my ass and belly. You’ve seen me in this stupid thing anyway.”

“So? What, you’re going to wear a towel the whole time we’re at the beach?” Daddy was more amused than mad.

Of course I couldn’t, but I was feeling bratty because Daddy made me come to the beach with this bikini. I was exposed. I could usually dress to deemphasize my butt and my belly was small enough that it was easily hidden by a regular fitting shirt. Not this time, though. “Yes!” I grouched. I was especially embarrassed because the bottom didn’t cover all my hair up, and the stark black of it was visible right out the top next to the white and green bottom. Daddy had told me he didn’t like when girls shaved, so I didn’t really have that choice. The plan was to stay in the water and far enough away from other people so that they wouldn’t see it. It was ok if Daddy saw it, in fact I hoped he would notice. All of it belonged to him.

“We talked about this, Missy Bear. You’re never going to get comfortable with your body if you always cover it up. What are those things called? Burkinis? You want to get one of those?”

I scowled at Daddy, “It’s not funny.”

“Can you at least give me a peak?” Daddy said. I shook my head. “I bought your swimsuit, brought you out to this beautiful beach, and I did… that thing to you earlier this morning. Not letting me get a good look at my Babydoll is a crime.”

The aches down below were starting again. Daddy had only his swimming trunks on, his toned hairy chest and tattooed arms on display just as much as my whole body could be. After breakfast Daddy was angry and wanted to talk about “setting boundaries” between us. I convinced him otherwise, and before long I was laying on his lap and he was wearing me like a glove. I tried to stay mad looking, but Daddy begging to see my body like this felt so good.

Slowly, I parted the towel at my front. My chest and face started to blush. My face was beaming now, my resistance shattered. Daddy’s eyes were glued to me, and they traversed every part of my body. “Like I said, guys are gonna be jealous.”

“Dirty Daddy. You want them to think I’m your girlfriend.” I held the towel open, reveling in Daddy’s attention.

“You’re definitely going to turn heads. I just mean that you look beautiful in that swimsuit. It hurts me to see you ashamed and covered.” Daddy took a couple of steps forward, and placed his hand on my belly while he leaned on for a kiss. If I hadn’t been so flustered, I would have gone for Daddy’s tongue, but the kiss stayed chaste, almost appropriate for a Daddy and his girl. He moved his hand down, and for a second I thought he was going to pinch a bit of my hair. His eyes were clearly on it. But at the last second he moved back up.

His hands closed on my belly, pinching it. I didn’t have enough for him to actually grab a roll. “Stop it,” I said. Daddy didn’t stop, his calloused hand running over my belly and hips. “Looks like you don’t want to just pretend to be my boyfriend.”

Daddy jerked his hand back and I smirked at him. “Hey now, none of that talk. We settled this in the car. This is one of our boundaries.”

He wasn’t remembering what happened the last time he talked about boundaries. “What are you gonna do Daddy, spank me?” I turned a little, exposing my thigh and butt cheek.

Huffing a sigh, Daddy said, “Just grab your stuff and the sunshade.” I closed my towel back up, my mind swimming with the possibilities of the day. The beach was dotted with swimmers, sunbathers, and people just relaxing. It was a tourist trap like Mom had said the day before. The sun beat down on the hot sand, untouched by clouds.

I couldn’t put the towel over my whole body carrying everything, so I settled on tying it around my waist. When I looked back, Daddy quickly turned his eyes away. The sand was almost too hot for my feet. “There are some tide pools around here, Babydoll. After we swim and have lunch we can go look at them.”

“Tide pools? I’m not a little girl anymore, Daddy. Are we really gonna be here that long?”

I started as Daddy’s hand clamped down on my wrist. He pulled and turned me to face him. “I’m really getting sick of your complaining,” he growled. “This is our day to have fun, and your Mom and I came out here to see you. I’ll be damned if I’m going to be here with you if you’re going to be a pain in the ass. So you can fix your attitude or I can drop you back off at your dorm. What will it be?”

It scared me a little, but I also liked that Daddy was taking control. I was a little frustrated that I was the one who had to push him to touch me and let me touch him. He wanted it, wanted me, kumköy escort but was holding himself back. “Yes, Daddy,” I grumbled.

“Come on, you’ll have fun here if you let yourself, I swear sometimes you’re dead set on being a turd.”

“Of course I want to have fun with you, Daddy.” I grinned and left it at that.

We found a spot not too far from the water. I had risked a tiny complaint about a spot being too close to other people, and Daddy gave me a look, but agreed to move. The sun shade was bigger than it looked, and gave Daddy and me a nice cool place to sit. We took shelter from the sun and unloaded our stuff, including some sunscreen. We laid towels on the ground for each of us. I eyed Daddy and the bottle of sunscreen. It was the oldest trick in the book. I would let Daddy get my tough spots and I would get his. His eyes were glued to the bottle. He was thinking it too.

“Here, Daddy,” the sunblock squirted into my hand with a fart. “Let me get you. It’s easier like this.” The look in his eyes. He knew. But he didn’t move away when I started rubbing the goo up and down his arms. His Thor’s hammer tattoo was my favorite, and he would always gripe that he was into the comics before “those stupid movies.” There was even one of a lady with her boobs out, Cerce from the Odyssey. Her hair stood out and had a seductive smile on her face. He covered it with a band-aid sometimes. I could feel his muscles under his skin, and decided to risk massaging him a little as I applied the cream.

“That feels nice, Babydoll,” he said.

“Good. You know I just want to make you happy, Daddy.”

He said nothing as I moved up his arms to his shoulders and down his chest. The white sunblock stuck to his hair. “Jeez, Daddy. We’re gonna need a lot. Why are you so hairy?”

“You kids, always afraid of a little hair,” he chuckled.

“I’m not afraid of it. I actually kind of like it. It just takes a lot of sunscreen.” I dug my thumbs into his skin. He had a Sublime tattoo on his chest, the sun with a face on it. His nipples were hard. Was it the same for guys that they got hard when they felt randy? I moved my hands down his front over his abs, he had just enough in his belly that you couldn’t see the muscles. But you could certainly feel them. I rubbed just low enough to slightly push the waistband of his trunks down, staring up at him. When I looked back down I couldn’t tell if there was a big wrinkle in his shorts or if he was getting hard. “Does this feel nice, Daddy?”

“Yes, thank you. You’re being a good girl now, are you gonna keep it up?”

“Of course, Daddy. I’m always good for you.” That made him laugh. “Now turn around and let me get your back.”

His back was not quite as toned as his arms. He probably didn’t need that much sunscreen, or maybe any at all with his dark skin tone. But I had known that he wouldn’t say no. I was like him and tanned easily too. This gave me a chance to look at Daddy’s butt and legs. He kept in good shape, but the fat he had went to his butt, and I was afraid to say it, but I knew I had inherited my big butt from him. “Ok, all done.” I slapped his butt and giggled.

“Damn it, Melissa,” he tried to suppress his smile.

“I need to get your legs now.”

“Don’t be ridiculous-“

“Daddy, you can get sunburned anywhere. I promise I’ll be good. Please.”

He sighed, “Fine. But behave yourself.”

I tried to look hurt as I squatted in front of Daddy and ran my hands up and down his legs. With every stroke I went higher, and I pushed up under his shorts little by little. Daddy didn’t say anything and I finally saw what I was looking for. My teasing efforts had paid off, and Daddy was pitching quite the tent in his shorts. Seeing it got me started, and the heat and humidity rose inside me. It took a mammoth effort not to boop his dick, but I knew that I had to be more patient. He was obviously flustered, but didn’t ask me to stop.

I got the last bit of leg and stood up. “Ok, Daddy. My turn.”

Daddy held the bottle, “I think you should get as much as you can first.”

“Oh, so you make me do everything on you, but I have to do mine myself? You’re being weird, Daddy. Why are you afraid of just touching me?” I put my hands on my hips.

“Babydoll…”

“What do you think is going to happen? Look, if you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to. I didn’t think this would be a big deal.” I huffed with frustration.

“Ok, ok,” he said. “You’re gonna send me to an early grave.”

Daddy started on my arms, just like I had with him. My skin tone was a little lighter than his, but I took more after him than Mom’s nordic paleness. His hands running over me made my heart quicken. I trembled at his touch. When I thought I could get away with it, I looked down at his shorts to see what was there. Sure enough, his hardon had gotten even bigger. I knew this would happen. My kitty tingled with excitement and I felt the start of hot drips. Daddy got down to my kundu escort back and moved to the back of my legs. “Daddy, swimsuits like this don’t block UV. You have to get everything.”

“You’re fine,” Daddy grumbled.

“Please. I know you don’t want me to get burned. And people will laugh if it’s on my butt.”

“No one’s gonna see it.”

“Yes they will, hasn’t your crack ever been showing?” Him being an electrician, this was a popular (albeit annoying) joke with me and Mom.

He didn’t say anything, but I felt his hands run down the back of my swimsuit and rub my butt cheeks. I gasped as he got close to the crack. It was funny that he was touching my butt, but I didn’t want to say anything to spook Daddy. Still, my heart was thumping now. He couldn’t help himself and he squeezed my soft ass just a little more than was necessary. Once I pushed him a certain amount there was nothing that would stop him. My kitty bristled as he got close.

“You’re going to have to get down the front yourself. Looks like you’re covered anyway,” he grinned and eyed my exposed hair.

“Daddy!”

He closed the cap and started to put the bottle away. “Wait a second,” I called. I looked around, making sure my back was turned to most of the beach. My trembling hands reached behind my neck and untied the top’s strings. It didn’t offer any support, so they kept splayed to the side like they always did. As pink as my nipples were, they probably could get pretty sunburned. I was supremely embarrassed, but that somehow made the tingles even stronger.

“Babydoll, no-“

I cradled my boobs in my arms, pushing them up and presenting them to him. Looking vulnerable was easy. “I told you, Daddy. The swimsuit won’t do it.”

“Missy, my God!” Daddy didn’t look away.

“My eyes are up here, Daddy.” He didn’t look up. I swayed my boobs from side to side. “This is nothing you haven’t seen.” The rush of Daddy looking at my boobies made my heart pound in my chest. I furtively looked around.

“Someone’s going to see!” He said.

“Daddy, please,” I made my voice whiny. “Don’t make me embarrass myself for nothing. Please.”

His mouth formed a straight line and he looked around even more furtively than I had. The shade gave us a little privacy and we were away from most of the people. Reaching forward, he palmed my boobs. They weren’t quite big enough to fill his hands. I would have felt much more insecure at their size if Daddy weren’t fawning over them. His palms pressed against my hard nipples. My tingles had become shocks now, and it took a supreme effort to look innocent rather than smug. When I got horny like this, my nipples got so sensitive. I tried not to breathe too hard as little pulses of pleasure shot through me from Daddy’s naughty touching. “The best Daddy,” my voice trembled. Now that Daddy’s hands were on me, his mood was softening. Once he had an excuse to touch me, he always found a way to enjoy it. He closed his hands around my boobies and he gave my nipple a little tweak, not quite sneakily enough to look like an accident. I gasped in surprise.

I held my breath, not trusting myself to speak, lest I break the spell. He palmed my boobs and rubbed them good and hard, way more than he actually had to. When he finally took his hands off me, my nipples were rock hard despite the hot sun, and Daddy had the decency to look embarrassed. “Thank you, Daddy,” I cooed and put my top back on.

“You look beautiful in that swimsuit,” Daddy’s boner looked like I could dive off it.

“I’m all yours, Daddy. I wouldn’t have this swimsuit on if you didn’t want it.” I yanked on the bottom, trying to cover my hair up. No matter how I moved it, my hair stuck out somewhere. “I should shave,” I mumbled.

“Babydoll, no. It looks weird when you shave. Maybe you can just trim it a little.” He was staring again.

I stared at him for a moment, considering undoing it and showing Daddy everything. “I did trim it, Daddy. You saw the whole thing this morning, anyway. Didn’t you like it?”

“Missy Bear-“

“Daddy, you got me this swimsuit that’s exposing me. What girl would wear a swimsuit like this with her bush showing? Especially in front of her Daddy. You can at least be nice about it,” I grumbled.

He rolled his eyes and I was about to gripe at him some more. “Hold on,” he said. “Yes, Missy, your garden looks very pretty. Your bush too. You got it just right the way you trimmed it when I saw it this morning. I’ve told you over and over how pretty you are. What do you want from me?”

I could hardly tell him what I really wanted, that I wanted his cock inside me, that I wanted him to fuck me until I could barely walk, that I wanted to ooze with his cum. “I don’t know. I just feel a little insecure in this swimsuit, that’s all.”

Daddy stepped toward me, and wrapped me up in his arms. “Missy, you’re just all over the place today. It’s ok. It’s me, you don’t have any reason to be nervous. You need to relax and kurtköy escort just enjoy the day.” He kissed my cheek. “I know it’s a little lonely for you here, being away from me, it is for me too. It’s nobody’s fault, so don’t be mad at me.”

I pushed my body into him, and he poked me like a spear, his member still just as swollen. I stifled a yelp. “I just miss you, Daddy. It’s like I was your girl forever and now I feel like I’m not. It feels different now. You never tried to put any distance between us, but now I feel like you are now.”

His breath rose and fell against me. “Babydoll, you’re just growing up. You have different needs and I can’t fill all of those.” I had a lot of things I wanted him to fill. “You’ll always be my most special girl, and if you want to feel like it, just act normal, like when you were little.”

Being here with Daddy made me feel so little and needy. But I couldn’t deny that I wanted him in other ways too, and my body wouldn’t let me forget about it. I was soaked now from him hugging and kissing me. “Ok, Daddy,” I whispered.

“Ok?” He wasn’t going to get any more out of me, not yet.

—

“Daddy catch me!” I swam away from him, the salty waves rocking me back and forth. Around us kids splashed and squealed. He dove and chased me and there was no way I could outswim him. He was a good enough swimmer that I didn’t need to let him catch me.

His arms closed around me and I kicked and screamed and giggled as he manhandled me. “You think you can get away,” he growled.

“No! No, Daddy!” I screamed. Daddy’s arms were around my waist, and he crushed me into him. I was shocked that he was still hard, and his cock poked into my butt. I was just as horny as he was, and I wished that there was some way to turn so his boner would sink into my kitty, or maybe even my butthole. How would that feel?

He roared with laughter, and in the chaos one hand moved up my body. His grasping hand squished my boob, then groped it. “Daddy, what are you doing to me?” I screamed. He slammed into me again, and his erection speared my side. Somehow his other arm had wound around my leg, and he put his hand right on my kitty for just a second. A crackling wave shot through my body. I swung my arms and legs, whacking him several times, but he barely felt my swinging fists.

The struggle was all for show, of course. I wondered how it would feel if Daddy were manhandling me for real, and pressed me down under him. I would struggle and scream while he pulled my bikini to the side and rammed his cock into me. He would pump in and out of me and all I would be able to do was groan and squeal, pain and pleasure mixing inside me. Turning to Daddy’s arm, I bit him hard enough to hurt. “Missy, what the fuck?” He cried, and let me go.

But I giggled as I swam away and he understood the game. “You’re gonna be sorry!” He launched himself through the water toward me and tackled me in slow motion. My kitty was on fire now and I would be dripping if I weren’t already in the water. Again, he held me in a bear hug, my back to his chest and he ground his member into me. This time he rubbed and thrusted.

“Ooh, Daddy. I’m helpless now. All yours. What are you gonna do to me?”

Instead of an answer, Daddy opened his mouth and sank his teeth into my shoulder. I giggled at first, but he wouldn’t let go and it started to hurt. “Daddy, ow!” I screamed. But Daddy didn’t let go. I was sure to have a bruise tomorrow. I thrashed and pushed on him, but it was no use, he was way too strong for me. Daddy finally let go, and my shoulder stung where he had bitten. Then something happened that came as a great surprise to me. The tingling sting on my skin sent shivers through me, and my kitty was on fire. I felt like I had earlier today when Daddy fingered me, my body being pushed toward an orgasm. Before I even had time to get my bearings, he sank his teeth into me again, this time on my neck. Though it hurt just as much, it propelled me closer to my climax. “Uuugh, fuck, Daddy!”

I had stopped resisting now, and my hands were on my own body. I reached under my top and gave my nipple a pinch, pulling it as much as I could with Daddy squeezing me. My other hand flashed down to my kitty, furtively penetrating my lips. He let up again, opening his mouth, and my skin tingled with exquisite pain. Fuck, I was so close to cumming now. I couldn’t believe it. I touched the little nub inside me that Daddy had shown me and found it engorged and inflamed. “Daddy,” I gasped, barely able to talk. “Again, Daddy!”

This time Daddy bit my other shoulder, sinking his teeth in just as hard. I yanked my nipple and pressed down on my clit. My insides exploded, my climax shooting through me. Every muscle in my body clenched, and a strangled cry emerged from my throat. “Oh my God, Ddddaaaadddy!” His teeth sinking into me only pushed me higher, and for a moment I was afraid I would blank out in the water. I trembled in Daddy’s arms, immobilized and seizing.

“Babydoll, you ok? Sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

I couldn’t answer. All that came out were grunts and rapid breathing. Daddy turned me to face him, and when he saw my slack, blissful face he understood. My hands were still on my boob and my kitty, so there was no doubt what was going on.

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