“You like, Daddy?” Chloe giggled. She bit her lower lip as she studied him. Even through the sunglasses, Chloe could see the lust in his face—the slight crook of his eyebrows, the tiny part between his lips. Just the sight of her filled him with a lupine hunger. Chloe wanted that to devour her.
“I love, honey,” Tommy confirmed. He turned back to the road. Chloe eyed up her handsome Dad. His strong jaw and beard, his v-neck tee hugging his strong chest deliciously. The bulge in his trunks that she just knew was at least half-hard now from the quick eyefucking he’d just given her, his sexy teen daughter.
His sexy teen daughter. Chloe loved that thought. Loved being that for him. Too hot a piece of ass to resist. A plaything to be fucked and ruined. It made her pussy throb.
And she loved that he lusted for her so strongly that, even while driving, her Daddy struggled to keep his hands off her. With his left hand still holding the wheel, Tommy’s right hand found Chloe’s bare thigh and gave it a light squeeze. “Mm,” Chloe moaned, looking down at where her Dad’s big fingers sank into her soft flesh. His big hands made her small body look like a toy. Just a toy for Daddy to fondle.
“Daddy,” Chloe whimpered. She bucked her hips in her seat. “Just touch me.” She needed his hand closer to her pussy. Her nipples were already puckering hard in the open highway air of the highway. Getting molested turned her on so much.
“I am touching you, honey,” Tommy said. He gave Chloe’s thigh another squeeze.
“No, Daddy,” she whined. “Really touch me.” His hand was inches from her bikini-covered pussy. She felt like she could smell her wetness even with the air whipping past them.
“Like this?” Tommy dug his fingers harder into Chloe’s thigh. Hard enough for it to hurt. And Chloe loved how it hurt. It made her feel even more like his property.
“No, Daddy, here!” Chloe grabbed his wrist with both hands, dragging it those last few inches up towards her pussy mound. Placed his powerful mitt right on top of her teen pussy. She felt the weight of his hand on her swollen pussy lips. “Ohhh!” She moaned.
“Well why didn’t you say so, baby?” Tommy asked playfully. He pressed, digging his fingers, mapping the outline of his daughter’s bikini-covered cunt. “You know good girls tell Daddy exactly how they like being touched.” He raked two digits up her cloth-covered slit, feeling the dampness seeping through the swimsuit fabric.
“Oooh,” Chloe exhaled. She closed her eyes and threw her head back. There was nothing like being molested in the open air. It made her feel so vulnerable. Her Daddy could have her body anywhere. And all she could do was let it happen and enjoy it.
“You’re so wet, kitty cat,” Tommy said with a smirk. He pressed the fabric of Chloe’s bikini bottoms into her drenched teen pussy. She wriggled back against him, loving the violation.
“I was dreaming—mmm, oh fuck—about this ever since mom said she couldn’t come to the beach with us this weekend.” Chloe moaned.
“Oh? You wanted to be alone with Daddy?” Tommy stabbed his fingers into his daugther’s gash. “Wanted Daddy’s undivided attention on you?”
“Yes!” Chloe whimpered. “I love being your secret slut princess, Daddy!”
Tommy removed his hand from Chloe’s steamy pussy and grasped her perky breasts, one then the other, making her shudder at the groping. He easily yanked down her too-tiny top, freeing his daughter’s erect pink nipples, her big tits standing high and proud. He gave each nipple a pinch.
“Wha—ooh,” Chloe groaned, biting her lip, “what if someone sees, Daddy?”
“Then they’ll see what an easy little bitch you are, honey.” Tommy ran his hand through her dark curls. “But I don’t think it’s fair that you get to have all the fun.” Yanking his Chloe by her hair, he pulled her head down, forcing her face into his lap.
Chloe mewled as her lips met her father’s bathing suit-covered cock. She puckered up and smooched it through the fabric. Her father’s cockmusk was tantalizing her nostrils. She’d been masturbating her hormonal pussy to his scent since before he’d snapped and started using her as a live-in sex doll, sneaking into her parents’ bedroom to rifle through the hamper. She had her first squirting orgasm with her face in her father’s gym-sweaty boxer briefs. She couldn’t get enough.
Chloe knew just what to do: Her hands scampered to the waist of his trunks, undoing the button and the zipper. She reached in and wrapped her hand around it—her Daddy’s girthy, veiny cock.
“Fuck, Daddy,” she sighed, entranced by the fleshy manhood under her tiny palm.
“That’s my good girl,” Tommy coddled her, yanking her hair so her mouth met his freed cock. “Fucking suck that dick like only Daddy’s princess can. Be a good baby.”
Chloe happily obliged. She slurped the bulging cockhead into her mouth and sucked. Up and down she bobbed, relishing the feel of dick veins against her tongue and cheeks as the highway air rushed above her. Her mouth always strained to open enough for Tommy’s fat bitchbreaker. She’d already drooled down his length, making his prick nice and slobbery-sloppy as she gave roadhead like the easy little bitch she was for him. Her little fingers, with their decorated pink-and-black nails, grasped the base of Tommy’s shaft and massaged his balls.
“Mrmm, Drddrr,” she moaned around his dick as she blew him. She loved feeling the balls she came out of. Loved feeling like a filthy little incest slut. It made her cunt practically blow bubbles with her juices.
As she sucked him off, Tommy ran his fingers down his daughter’s back. His long arm easily reached over her body. He grabbed her plush little ass and groped her, prying her butt cheeks apart and delving towards her pussy. He pulled so the bottoms bunched tightly. Chloe was essentially wearing just a strand of yarn anyway, her wet twat so vulnerable for him.
“Rgh, mmm!!” Chloe gurgled around her Daddy’s dick as she felt him rubbing around her bare pussy lips.
“No, keep going.” Tommy wasn’t letting his little cocksucker get distracted just from a finger-fucking. “Blow me like a good bitch, sweetie.” He hooked two fingers up Chloe’s hole, prying her tightness open. Chloe obeyed, loving how her Daddy’s cockhead was lodging in her throat as he molested her in the front seat of the moving car.
Tommy saw the highway exit for the beach and made the turn. He came to a stop at traffic light. His GTO was to the right of a pickup truck with a blonde girl, about Chloe’s age, sitting in the passenger seat. Tommy saw the blonde do a double-take as she caught sight of Chloe’s dark curls bouncing in Tommy’s lap. Her green eyes were wide as dinner plates as they took in bent-over Chloe, clearly sucking dick and getting her hunched body finger-fucked.
“You have an audience, princess,” Tommy said. He tapped his daughter on the shoulder. Chloe looked up, her mascara running and her lip gloss a mess, and saw the blonde girl watching her. She felt humiliated, but the embarrassment made her head light and her whorish cunt throb.
Tommy felt Chloe trembling and rubbed her back. “Don’t you want to show her just how well a good girl sucks her Daddy?”