“Have a good one,” Tommy said. He left the woman kneeling, trying to wipe off the drip with a napkin.
Tommy found Chloe on the sand, laying on her back on her beach towel. Her knees were in the air and she was slowly suckling the creamsicle. Tommy set down the beach bag and posted the large umbrella so it shaded Chloe before he laid his towel next to hers. Chloe watched her Daddy out of the corner of her eyes, her lips tickling her sweet frozen treat. Tommy liked what a little temptress showoff his Chloe was. Young little thing, popping a popsicle in and out of her plush lips in public, wearing next to nothing. Skinny little body yet so voluptuous. He wondered who else had seen her sucking away.
Tommy decided he’d have some fun with his daughter.
“You got Daddy in trouble, baby,” Tommy said to his daughter.
Chloe popped her creamsicle out of her mouth. “I did, Daddy?”
“That woman scolded me over your bikini. She said you look like a prostitute.”
Chloe rolled over on the towel, from her back to her tummy, so her jiggly bubble butt was catching the ocean breeze. “But, Daddy,” she whined, her thick, dark curls bobbing over her almond-shaped eyes, “it’s not even my sluttiest bikini.”
“I know, honey, but you do look like a whore. See?” Tommy grabbed Chloe’s ass and squeezed, digging his fingers into her rounded flesh. “Your ass is out for anyone to see.” Tommy gave her ass a sharp swat, enough to make Chloe’s flesh sting. “What are people supposed to say when they see a little girl practically naked in public like this, huh?” Tommy lectured teasingly.
“But, Daddy! I like wearing it.” Chloe pouted. “It makes me feel grown up, which I am by the way!” She spat the last words with playful feistiness.
“Oh, honey,” Tommy shook his head, “how did I raise such a skank?” He swatted her other ass cheek, harder than the first one.
“Ouch, Daddy!” Chloe griped. “That hurts.”
“I mean, seriously,” Tommy continued his faux-rant, “do these really keep you modest at all?” Tommy roughly yanked Chloe’s bubble butt apart, exposing where the teensy string bikini bottom clefted between her swollen, hairless pussy lips. “I think that woman was right, honey. I think you’re dressing like a filthy slut.” He could see the sheen of wetness on her cunt.
“Daddy, no!” Chloe playfully objected. She tried to jerk out of her father’s grasp, but he pulled her back into place by her flaring hips. “Let go of me! What if someone sees me down there?”
“Isn’t that what you wanted?” Tommy retorted. “For people to see your exposed body?”
“D-Daddy,” Chloe swallowed, now acting truly scared. “I just wanted you to see me.” She said softly.
Tommy leaned down and grabbed the back of Chloe’s neck, pinning her on the towel. “Oh, I see you,” he growled in her ear. “I see what a dirty slut I’ve been letting run wild under my roof.” He bit her ear, making her moan.
Tommy rose to his feet, dragging Chloe up with him. “Come with me, young lady.” Tommy said sternly. A few other beachgoers were looking over as Tommy led his short daughter by her wrist. The exposure and discipline had Chloe blushing.
“Ow, Daddy! You’re hurting me!” Chloe hissed softly as her Daddy tightly grasped her by her lithe forearm. Her big tits jiggled only slightly, but she could feel the prying eyes of onlookers on her tits and ass all the same.
“Damn,” a teen boy they passed muttered, “what a hot bitch.” The girl next to him gave him a dirty look, but Chloe flushed with shame all the same.
Tommy marched her off the sand to the old, run-down public restroom building. It had been undergoing renovations for what felt like years. No one used it anymore. Its windows were broken and cloudy, and it was surrounded with caution tap.
“You want to dress like a whore, honey?” Tommy asked his daughter indignantly. “You want to parade yourself like you’re for sale at a meat market?” He pushed her small body up against the buildings bricks. He towered over her. Chloe felt her cunt drip, even as the terror set in in her stomach. “Then I’ll fucking show you what behaving this way gets you.”
Tommy yanked Chloes top down, exposing her pink nipples, already erect with carnal need. He mauled her tits.
“D-Daddy,” Chloe gasped, “you’re scaring me.” But she did nothing to avoid his hands molesting her exposed flesh. She just let it happen. Let her Daddy feel her up.
“What a fucking whore. On your knees, bitch.” Tommy ordered coldly.
“D-Daddy?!” Chloe froze. So Tommy put his hand on top of her head, over her trembling, dark curls, and pushed. The little girl’s knees buckled, thudding onto the concrete below.
She was eye-level with the bulge in her dad’s swimsuit.
“Whores suck cock, honey,” Tommy explained. He whipped his cock out over the waistband of his trunks. The cockhead beaded precum. Chloe instinctively licked her lips as her Daddy pushed his meat towards her.
She didn’t fight it. She let her Daddy force his way into her mouth. “Mrrmm!” She mumbled as her mouthhole got stuffed full of the dick that spat her into her mommy’s womb. She knew not to fight. She knew she had to take that massive prick down her throat like a good girl. So Chloe did her best to let it happen. To not literally choke to death on more dick than a girl her size should be able to handle.
“That’s it, whore. Let Daddy have this.” Tommy nestled his fingers into Chloe’s curls as he pumped her young throat. “Let Daddy have the whore he raised.”
“Mrmff! Mrmmlll!” Chloe glugged through her throatfuck. Drool ran out the corners of her mouth and down her big tits. She felt like a defiled mess. Which of course made her disgustingly wet.
“But I’ve already had this throat today, haven’t I?” Tommy gloated as he facefucked his daughter. “And you still didn’t learn your lesson. I’ll have to try—fuck yeah—something new.”
Roughly, Tommy yanked his prick out of Chloe’s mouth. “Mrmaw, fuck,” Chloe coughed. Her mouth thoroughly tasted of her Daddy’s dick. But she got no reprieve. She felt herself wrenched to her feet by her hair. Tommy spun her around and forced her to brace herself by her palms against the dilapidated brick wall. Chloe had no choice but to let her Daddy bend her over.
“Yeah, baby, stick that ass out!” Tommy pulled her by the hip so her back arched. Being so small, and with her Daddy so worked up, she didn’t have a choice but to fall into position. “Fuck, that’s nice,” Tommy said with a sick smile as he slapped his pretty daughter’s bouncy, bubbly butt.
“Oh!” Chloe yelped. She felt like such a toy.
“It’s nice and it’s mine. And you’re just showing it off like it’s for sale. But it’s fucking mine!” Chloe felt the string of her slutty bikini bottom pulled to the side, out from between her ass cheeks. And—her eyes widened with fright—she felt the thick, throatslimed head of her Daddy’s dick pressing against her puckered little asshole. “I fucking own this, baby. I fucking own you.”
“D-Daddy, we can’t—MRRMMMM!” Tommy clasped a big palm over his daughter’s pink lips to muffle her shriek as his prickhead started burrowing up her ass.
“Be a good girl, honey,” Tommy said softly. “Let it happen. It won’t hurt if you’re a good girl and let it happen.” Tears trickled from Chloe’s eyes as she nodded gently, submissively. Instinctually. She breathed and relaxed her tiny back hole. Let it open for her Daddy to conquer her there, too.