Chloe moaned with lust. “Y-yeah. Yes.”
“Then be a sweet little girl and gobble up that cock,” Tommy hissed through gritted teeth.
Claimed by her submissive lust, Chloe smiled her spit-sloppy face at the girl in the truck and waved. Her grey eyes stayed locked on the stunned blonde’s green eyes as she wrapped her lips back around Tommy’s thick cock. Chloe saw the blonde girl bite her lower lip as she drank down Tommy’s cock, bouncing her head up and down to show off just what a dirty cocksucker she could be.
The light turned green. Tommy winked at the blushing blonde and forced Chloe’s head down, making his daughter gag as she got facefucked by almost all of her father’s cock. Glugh, glugh, glugh, sang Chloe’s oral fuckhole, skewered with Daddy’s dick. At the next light, Tommy reached over and strummed her pussy again. Soon, she was quivering, screaming silently around Tommy’s cock as she was wracked with a nasty orgasm. Being seen by a girl her age sucking off her father in public was too much for her. She felt owned and used.
His daughter’s shuddering orgasm pushed Tommy over the edge. “Take it all, princess!” Tommy hissed. Stopped at this light, he held Chloe’s head in place with his left hand and smashed his fingers deep in her flooded pussy with his right. “Swallow it!” His cock burst, throbbing hot ropes of cum into Chloe’s gullet. Chloe’s throat echoed her submission as she gulped down her father’s fucksauce. I love drinking my unborn brothers and sisters, she heard herself think as her taut belly got filled up with creamy, sticky spunk.
A car behind honked, and Tommy realized that light had changed when he was shooting off in Chloe’s mouth. He started driving and raised a hand to wave to the rear driver. Driving slowly, he watched Chloe peel off his dick, her beautiful face a mess of makeup, spit, and dribbles of semen. Her grey eyes red and gleaming.
“Oh my god, Daddy!” She huffed.
“Yeah,” Tommy agreed. “You fucking drained me, princess.”
“I thought deepthroating you would literally kill me. I think it might have.” She panted and took a sip from a water bottle Tommy had brought for her. When she’d caught her breath more, she turned to him and said, “I loved it, Daddy. I loved swallowing your cum.”
“That’s my good little girl,” Tommy smiled at her. He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead. His lips on her skin made Chloe’s whole body tingle. She pulled up her bikini top, hiding her still-hard nipples, and closed her eyes. After a moment, she got out her makeup kit and began cleaning herself up.
* * * * *
“We’re here, honey,” Tommy told his daughter as they approached the tree-lined beach parking area. He parked the GTO and raised the roof up so the car would be secure.
Chloe didn’t wait a moment. She hopped out in nothing but her pink string bikini and her flipflops. Tommy grabbed the beach bag and umbrella from the trunk and gave his almost-naked teen daughter a once-over with his eyes. “You gonna put your shirt back on, baby?” He asked.
“I don’t wanna,” she said. “It’s so warm and nice.”
“Your tits and ass are basically hanging out, though.”
“Well then everyone’s gonna think you have a dirty whore for a daughter, huh, Daddy!” Chloe teased with a smile.
“You little slut,” Tommy said with a smile. Chloe giggled. She walked ahead of her dad on the gravel pathway, making sure to put an extra sway in her step so her cute bubble butt bounced around the string bikini bottoms. Tommy drank in the sight. It was hard to believe that his lithe little teen daughter had such a round ass on her tiny frame. He counted himself lucky he got to use her.
As if feeling her Dad’s eyes on her, Chloe looked back over her shoulder and grinned. His gaze was predatory. She felt like prey. She could feel her cunt drip.
They were still walking when Chloe yelped out. “Ooo, ice cream!” Sure enough, an ice cream truck was parked towards the end of the parking area, just off the gravel path. She ran towards it before turning back to Tommy. “Can I, Daddy?” She asked.
“Sure, baby,” Tommy chuckled. They approached the truck window just as a woman, perhaps a little older than Tommy, was getting a few cups of soft serve. Her eyes bulged with horror as she looked over at little Chloe in her slutty bikini.
“May I help you?” Asked the teen boy working the ice cream truck. He looked down at Chloe and blushed. He was clearly anxious at the sight of his nearly-naked customer. But unlike the older woman, he didn’t seem judgmental. He looked more like he was trying not to cream his trousers.
“Hmmm, I think I want,” Chloe trailed off as she thought about her order. She brought her index finger to her mouth and sucked the tip between her plump lips, as if thinking. The teen boy gulped.
Tommy grinned cooly, standing tall over his nasty tease of a daughter.
“OK, I gotta!” Chloe announced. “Orange creamsicle, please!” The boy passed it down to Chloe, who happily tore off the wrapper. Tommy passed up two crisp dollar bills as Chloe eyed her frozen treat. She gave it a slow, long lick from bottom to its tippy top. “Mm, yummy,” she said, before sucking it into her mouth. “Thanks for my sweet treat, Daddy,” she said to Tommy. She could still see the ice cream truck boy in her peripheral vision. She popped the creamsicle back between her lips and gave it a slow, methodic suck.
“You’re welcome, baby girl,” Tommy replied.
“It’s so tasty.” She sucked it again. “Ooh, and I love getting to the creamy center.” The creamsicle between her lips, Chloe gave her dad a wink. She hoped his dick would tent out his trunks at the sight.
The ice cream truck boy looked like he was about to have an aneurism watching Chloe’s sucking.
Tommy and Chloe walked the path to the beach when they heard a voice. “Ahem, may I talk to you?” It was the woman with her soft serve cups. She had a scornful look in her eye.
“Why don’t you go ahead and find us a spot on the sand, baby?” Tommy said to Chloe. Chloe nodded and took a towel from the beach bag Tommy was carrying and scampered on ahead. Tommy watched the woman gaze quizzically at Chloe’s exposed, bouncy bikini butt as she set away.
“Sir, do you really think it’s appropriate for your daughter to be dressed like that?” The woman asked. She was blonde and had a middle-aged pear-shaped thickness to her. She was wearing a conservative tankini.
“We’re at the beach and she’s in her swimsuit,” Tommy replied.
“Swimsuit? She’s wearing stripper lingerie!”
“It’s a swimsuit, and it’s what she wanted to wear.”
“It might as well be dental floss with silver dollar pasties and you know it!” The woman was exasperated, talking faster and faster. “This is a nice beach for nice families! Not some fantasy sex island for perverts! I don’t want my daughters seeing what your girl is wearing and getting ideas. Her whole ass is on display! If the wind blew you’d see her nipples! I mean, really! What kind of father are you?!”
Tommy just smiled. “Ma’am, your ice cream is melting.”
“Wha—oh!” The woman looked down just as a glob of vanilla softs serve landed on her mommy-sandaled foot.