Falling for Dad's Slut Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Falling for Dad's Slut Ch. 04

... or digging at something in the sand. I come closer. We're not far from the water and the waves are loud here. The wind blows through her shortish black hair.

"I want you to wash me," she shouts.

"What the heck are you talking about?" I shout back, pretending I don't know what the pervert means.

I laugh and circle her, stopping to watch her cute butt resting on the wet sand. I come back right in front of her, cock stiff. She smiles widely, showing her large, bright teeth. My yellow piss flows down her chest, over her tits and stomach, over her groin and under her legs. Some of it forms back in a stream over the penis and falls over its tip.

Later still, I sit on the beach, facing the sea. Stella faces the same way, in between my spread legs. I have my arms over her narrow chest, palms over her soft tits. My cock presses against her back. The light rain goes on. I lower my hand and find Stella's cold male bits. They are soft and small. I can cup them with one hand easily.

She turns around, sitting in front of me, legs over mine. I kiss her, pulling her closer by her collar. Our hands find each other's face.

My cock is hard and only gets harder when Stella's hand finds it. I want to fuck her, but our bodies are covered in sand, including our groins and cracks. I could try washing hers, ...

... but I wasted my piss on her body and face earlier on.

"Not to worry," she says. "I came prepared."

In the meantime, we found the point at which we entered the beach. Nobody has bothered to remove our bag and umbrellas yet. She walks over to the place where the stuff lies, about fifty meters to the back and side, and comes back with a plastic container bottle filled with a clear, viscous liquid.

She sits back in front of me, and washes more than lubes my dick with the sticky fluid. She then squats and repeats the same process on her asshole.

"Let's fuck," she says. Unnecessarily, but I like the needy desire in her voice.

She moves over my body and fits my dick in her ass. I hold her, one arm behind her back. She has her arms over my shoulders. We fuck in this embrace.

"I need to pee," she tells me. I don't make anything of this notification, until I see her yellow piss flowing over my stomach.

She lays me down on my back, and keeps squatting over me and fucking her own ass upon my rigid cock, coming down to kiss me often. I push her aside and arrange her butt in the air, chest over sand, and I fuck her in this better, more commanding position. The beach is not entirely deserted, there have been people in sight ever since we arrived. A couple not far from where we fuck watches us.