Daddy’s Resort Trip With Daughter by Alex Mead
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This is a story about a hung dad, having to be in charge of his slutty daughters pussy and her asshole.
I’m a handsome 44 year old silver fox. I’m fit, active, and have a great sex life. I married young, had a daughter and son, then my crazy ex wife left— and lived her own, debauche
My son and daughter grew up well, but they both seemed to know that their mother was something else. Before my wife left, we had a very good, very
involved sex life.
She was a self described “cum slut” and would beg, yell, and moan for my big cock.
She would pump her fist over my cock and milk cum
Into a glass and sip it, or onto her face and leave it.
One time she walked downstairs with cum all over her chin and cheeks.
She acted like she had no idea but I could tell she was about to have a thundering orgasm just from the excitement of it.
I have a very very well hung cock. It hangs between my thighs and stays meaty thick even while soft.
Hard it’s honestly about 11 inches. When I wrap my hand around it I can’t touch my thumb. Whenever a girl does… she’s overwhelmed.
Most women I date can’t fit me, at least not at first.
Anal sex is honestly an easier route. Even a small girl has pushed out thick ones from time to time.
A pussy takes longer.
I usually settle for going down on dates, nearly making them cum. Then stopping flipping them over and I slap my heavy cock onto their pussy and clit. That sends them over the top.
Part of it is they feel the weight of me, part of it is they’re primed.
But, I’d broken up with my last girlfriend and wanted a break from dating.
My daughter Alexsis had just finished her first semester at Vassar College. And was coming home to visit for Christmas.
My son was staying out west in Colorado to ski for winter break— so I decided that Alexsis (or Lexie as I’d call her) would skip the routine and go to Indonesia for Christmas. Super luxury resort, way out private beaches the whole works. Father and Daughter– first trip just the two of us. First trip in a long time, since her mother and I were married even.
She was the exact replica of her mother: sandy blonde, athletic, big doe eyes. Brown freckles across the bridge of her nose. She was filling out like her mother too. good sized breasts, not huge, probably the best for her later on. No sandbags that’ll hang down late in life.
Last Id seen her summer before college shed been walking from the deck down to the pool outside. From underneath the pool I thought It was one of her friends coming down and I slapped myself when I realized.
I had been looking up and each step down Id see the narrow bathingsuit flash between her legs and I’d see her pert ass giggle up and down each step. From beneath I could see tufts of her pubes sticking out of her bikini and–when I THOUGHT it was her friends I could imagine nestling up to that little bush… Oh man
It was only a passing thought, but I certainly hoped she would bring a bathing suit that wouldn’t do that to me on this trip…
We flew in together, and settled into our room. Alexsis had been talking about the beach non stop and wanted to b-line it there right away. I wanted her happy so I obliged. I went into the bathroom to change into a suit.
I had surf shorts with compression hammack liner. I really didn’t want my cock out on display infront of my daughter during our vacation.
I met her in the lobby- Thankfully she wore a one-peice under a flowing sun shirt. She had a beach bag full of books, and big Jackie Onasis sun glasses.
we walked out to the boardwalk connecting our vabana to the beach. It was truly a private beach boarding the lagoona atoll where all the stitled thatch luxury cabins sat.
at the end of the boardwalk however, a little lifegaurd cabin stood along a closed gate. The gaurd came out and shook his head saying, “No, No sorry”
“what?” I said, “dont tell me. Do. Not. Tell me your closed.”
He looked up and laughed shaking his head reassuringly
“closed? no -no. But you can’t come in like that. This beach, private beach, nude only beach. This resort is dedicated to nude beach, nude pool, hot tub. That’s it nude only.”
I thought he was joking and laughed him off at first as I tried to brush past him. He stopped me again. He was not joking.
I couldn’t even find the words as my mind raced thinking about being stranded here for a week at a resort we couldn’t use the beach.
I said this to him and half adressing my daughter, “what other options do we have? We can’t check out and fly off– the boat plane won’t be back for days and even then we’re booked for the full week. This is the only beach on this tiny island. I mean there’s no where else to go besides back to the hotel!”
“sorry sorry, sir” he said, smiling his tanned face with his native uneasiness of rich tourist “Nude only, always one guest i have to tell. But it’s no problem, just nude, everyone nude. But no other option. But it’s not big deal, all born nude, no one care. And what? You no see wife naked before?”
“What?! No Jesus this is my daughter!”
“Ohhh” the attendant said and smiled shaking his head
“So? What you don’t know what naked girl looks like? All the same! Everyone have body born with. Be happy no one think that here.”
His amused dismissal made me suddenly feel the odd one out and maybe I was making it more awkward by making a big deal about it. I turned to my daughter who rolled her eyes and looked longing over at the water beyond the gate.
The guard chimes in again, “And don’t worry PaPa daughter will be too busy looking at all the other strong naked men she won’t even notice you have no clothes”
I wished he’d shut up, so I tried to just ignore him
“I’m going to go to the front desk and thre room, go one if you want, no shame but i’ll leave you to it alone. Maybe theres another hotel, maybe i’ll just come down when you get back and…yeah” I shook my head, but didn’t know what else to say
Lexie stammered and blushed, “Uhh I just am going to jump in the water. I mean, we’re already here…and if you want you can totatly come down, i can sit further down the beach?? I mean if you’re embarrassed I can just do my own thing. I just can’t go to the room, I can’t bail on this place. Maybe It wont be so bad. And seriously dad, I mean I’m grown up. I know about boys and it’s totally an American puritan thing. Like when I was in a France nude beaches are like not a big deal” she said
She’d only had a few semesters of college and she already thought she knew everything and was cosmopolitan. I had to laugh but I told her I was going to go speak to the concierge andsee what I could do. I told her to just call me when she was done and that I’d go settle in and check out the beach when she was finished.
“Okay,” she said, “but seriously it’s not a big deal, and you shouldn’t waste your trip because seriously. It’s 2023. Body Positivity, dad HaHa! It’s not 1950s anymore”
“sure,” I said and kissed her on the forehead before starting back. Lexie moved to go through the gate but I heard the guard stop her and say somthing loud twice. I turned around to see the comotion and saw my daughter Alexsis, stepping out of her bathing suit and gesturing her understanding. She bent down and stepped out of the suit, then reached to put her sandals on.