Sexual Awakening Part Three - Sex Stories

Sexual Awakening Part Three

... himself lately. After the three-day-long adventures in the park, it was time for an entire pool day. At breakfast that morning, after him being so good, I swear Zoe had her hand on his leg under the table.

I can tell from the angle of their arms that they are touching each other and looking into their eyes way too long. My tiny rage was quickly washed away with the arrival of our meal, and we giggled and reminisced about our time so far.

Back to the room, we quickly put on our bikinis, and I wore the one I had been saving for later in the trip as a sure dad-winning attempt. It was a tiny white number with cherry patterns; if that didn't give a hint, nothing would.

Zoe barks at me immediately, " Wow, girl, now there's an advertisement."

She giggled as she had no Idea I had lost my virginity.

She headed to the living room while I braided my temple hair into two tiny ribbons to tie my hair back. When I emerged to the sofa room, it was like,' Oh my God, Dad was up in her business all over again, his hand massaging her leg just millimeters from her neon green thong-clad cunt.

When they noticed me, she spun around and said, "My back now, please."

Damn them, and what's wrong with him? With her finished and my turn next, it was almost awkward as Zoe was standing right there waiting for me. Once done, we headed for the pool.

We floated around the lazy river and splashed in the pool, which washed away my anger. We ordered lunch at our Cabana and sunned away the ...

... afternoon when I woke alone on my lounger. I looked everywhere around the pool, the lazy river, and the pool bar, but they were nowhere to be seen, and that was when the fears washed over my mind. I headed up to our room with the worst thoughts and snuck as quietly as I could into our suite. A second went by when I heard, "An oh, Zoe'.

I slipped out of my flip-flops and tipped down past the washroom peeking into the open door of his master suite, and there on her knees, top off, her nearly perfect tits and oversized nipples glistening in the sunlight from a steady stream of her saliva as she DEEP throated my Dad.

His cock was completely down her throat, all eight crazy thick inches of it. He had her by the hair, his legs on either side of her, his knees slightly bent to match her size with his cock completely embedded in her throat. He was giving her one, then two or three short jerky fuck motions, sliding it out for her to catch her breath.

She would gasp three or four long breaths, and then he would put it back in and fuck it down her throat. Time after time as her drool was covering her tits down on her lap.

Every time he withdrew from her mouth, there would be a long drooling slobber hanging from the head of his massive cock. I was beginning to rage inside watching this until I thought he was punish-fucking her for all the teasing.

He was driving his cock down her until not even the slightest millimeter was left over and over with the tiny thrusts. Lasting ...