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15.

The Interlude

Lexi had every intention of waking Daddy up, but once she slid back into bed, something stopped her—it seemed unfair of her to wake him, to be more focused on her desires than his need to rest. She even felt a little guilty, sneaking off to take a private phone call, and knew she had to tell him the truth about it—she’d promised him that, after all.

No secrets. That was their motto now.

For a time, Lexi tossed and turned in bed. She thought of her talk with Mia, about how hot and bothered the call had left her. She thought about Mia’s offer and what her Daddy might think about it—Lexi knew well enough that it was easy to say she wanted to fuck another man, but actually going through with it might be a great deal harder. And she wasn’t even sure if she was ready to take that step.

Lexi thought of her Daddy, of that wonderful man asleep next to her. She looked at his face in the low light of the bedroom, felt her heart swell up while she watched him. It was seemed so strange to feel that way, but it felt so natural at the same time. There were so many years, so many memories of him; she wasn’t limited to just these precious few days in Paradise, after all. Was it worth risking all of that just to satisfy her overloaded libido in this place, far from home? No matter how long she watched him or how many times she asked that question, Lexi never came close to a satisfactory answer. She would have to talk to him about it, and until he woke up on his own, she had to wait.

After what felt like hours of never being able to relax, Lexi finally got up again. Through the narrow gap in the window blinds, she could see the coming glow of dawn. Slipping away to the bathroom, she shut the door and kept the lights low before stepping into the shower. The water was blissfully hot when she got under the spray and Lexi went about washing and cleaning herself for another day, just on the chance she wasn’t able to sleep. Her soap-covered hands slid across her skin, over her neck and across her breasts, along her smooth belly and down her short legs.

Next, her hair was washed and rinsed, with conditioner left to do its work while she sprayed a healthy amount of fruit-smelling shaving foam into her hands. After tending to her underarms, Lexi bit her lip while slathering a liberal amount between her legs—her hair were slow to grow back in, but Lexi wanted Daddy to have the softest, smoothest baby girl he could get. The blade felt deceptively smooth as she slid it along the tender swell of her mound and pussy, taking care with her every inch of bare flesh that she could reach, the steel gliding over her skin like a lover’s tongue—pleasant, but still dangerous all the same.

Once she was done, Lexi gave a low, soft moan of relief as she used the shower head to spray herself clean and rinse her hair. She felt as tender as a newborn babe, and let the spray linger between her legs, tingling across her throbbing cunt, burning across her swollen clitty. Lexi grabbed onto one of the handles on the wall and closed her eyes, breathing aloud through her opened mouth as she remembered Daddy fucking her against that same wall, or how he popped her anal cherry on the shower floor. That man knew just how to fuck her in all the right ways, how to make her heart pound and send her screaming, giving be the best orgasms she’d ever had in her entire life.

Lexi let the hot needles of water urge her closer and closer to the end, and right when it felt like her knees were about to give out, she pulled the shower head away—it made her shudder and cry out. Lexi couldn’t remember the last time she’d ever gone right to the cusp of a climax and then pulled back before finishing. Edging, Mia had called it: getting as close as possible to cumming without giving in. The sensation left Lexi’s heart pounding and sent her nerve endings to tingling all over her body, but she still didn’t cum.

Not yet.

The air felt different as Lexi shut off the water, stood shivering in the empty shower in spite of the warm, steamy air. When she grabbed a towel from the rack on the wall, her skin felt more sensitive, tingling with electricity as she dried herself. She was breathing harder, deeper; the air even tasted different. When she was done, Lexi hung the towel up and went back to the bedroom, but still didn’t wake Daddy up. Bending over to christen his head with the lightest kiss she could muster, Lexi slipped out the front door with an unspoken promise to return, and soon.

The sky was a watercolor of violet, blue, pale orange and crimson as the sun was preparing to rise that morning. Standing outside the suite, Lexi took a long, deep breath. It occurred to her then that being nude in public had already lost any sort of fear for her—now it felt so natural that the idea of putting on a bathing suit seemed restricting and uncomfortable by comparison. Lexi ran both hands kocaeli escort up her thighs and belly, across her breasts and over her shoulders before stretching both arms high over her head, stretching out her sore, limber body. She did feel a little tired, but Lexi was also anxious, excited, like she wanted to pick a direction and start running,

Rather than do that, Lexi ran to the edge of the walk and dived right into the water. There was the briefest of shocks as her steamed skin adjusted to the warm ocean water, then it felt lovely, sliding across her flesh. She hadn’t been swimming alone in such a long time, and Lexi indulged in the pleasure of it for a few moments, falling back into old habits: after surfacing, she began an easy breaststroke, turning her head to breathe as she swam through the current. It took her several minutes to reach the shore, and when she did, Lexi slid her hands across her wet scalp as she walked out of the surf.

That portion of the beach was clothing-optional, and at that time of the morning it was mostly empty, but there were some sunbathers starting early. She noticed one younger man with curly brown hair in a close-fitting Speedo and sunglasses was lying on a towel, soaking up the new morning sunlight. He didn’t appear to react to her emerging from the water at first, but then Lexi saw one of his eyebrows go up in surprise.

As she passed him by, Lexi tried to repress a smile as she saw the man roll onto his belly, watching her go by with silent appreciation. Then, unable to help herself, she looked back over one shoulder and gave him a grin and a wink.

It took all of Lexi’s self-control not to laugh out loud when she saw him smile in response. All the same, Lexi had a slight bounce in her step as she continued walking down the beach, naked and free as ever. It felt good.

Lexi felt good.

She looked herself over while walking down the beach—it wasn’t that she had anywhere in mind to go, Lexi was just bubbling up with energy and needed to let it out. She could start to see the hints of an all-over tan, the one Daddy seemed so keen on her getting. Her smooth skin was only the barest hint of soft brown, but seeing it herself only convinced Lexi even more that she could feel herself tingling all over.

The breeze blowing in from over the water was delicious, slipping between Lexi’s legs and leaving her shaved quim feeling tender and sensitive. Her nipples were aching; her breasts felt like they were heavier, fuller. As she passed a tall palm tree, Lexi leaned against the smooth trunk and looked out across the open water, watching the waves lap and roll, the foaming heads crest and crash before sliding across the sand.

On a whim, following nothing beyond her instincts and momentary desires, Lexi crossed the empty beach and sat down in the surf. Opening her legs wide, she leaned back on both hands, sinking her fingers into the wet sand, curling her toes tight as a warm wave slid up between her legs, splashing across her tingling pussy. It made her gasp, then bite her lip and moan as the water rolled out again.

Lexi felt exposed and vulnerable, even though there wasn’t another soul around for twenty or thirty paces or more. She felt energized, not because someone was close-by but because anybody could watch her. This was the freedom that Daddy craved so much, the need he had to be naked as much and as often as possible—perhaps it should’ve been more obvious, but to Lexi, the realization was enlightening and a little exciting, too.

Another wave washed over her, a warm rushing sensation of the ocean christening her, bathing her in warmth and desire before it slid back across the sand. Giving into the desire of the moment, Lexi slid one slippery hand down between her opened legs, gently flicking her fingertip across her clit; it felt thick and hard already, and she shuddered at a single touch. “Mmm!” she whimpered, stifling most of the cry by biting her lip and closing her eyes.

For a time, the world around her narrowed to a warm glow, the heat of her engorge clitty under her fingers, and the rush of the sea as it seemed to make love to her, thrusting and moving in a slow, steady rhythm and roar. Lexi fought hard to keep her breathing soft, to repress any urge to gasp or cry out. Knowing that she was alone, that anyone could see her or hear her was such a rush of delicious decadence that Lexi was about ready to fall over. Her head was swimming and her naked breasts rose and fell faster and faster as her orgasm got closer and closer. It was so good, it felt so right, and she wanted it so, so badly.

Just as she felt the start of the familiar fireworks in her cunny, the hot spark of pleasure ready to burst in her belly and fly up into her breasts, Lexi gasped aloud, arching her back and opening her mouth wide…and she stopped.

That promised orgasm was caught in its tracks and some small part of her tried desperately kocaeli escort bayan to finish it, making her shudder and fall to her back in the sand. As a hot wave crashed over her, Lexi moaned aloud and clutched tight to two fistfuls of sand, shaking all over. She wasn’t a person who often brought herself to the brink of climax and stopped herself, so the sensation left her tingling all over.

Lexi sat up, breathing hard, eyes dilating, heart pounding. She felt alive, aroused, almost preternaturally alert. She turned her head and saw the young man from earlier, his Speedo now nowhere in sight, looking at her from a few steps away with naked lust and desire in his eyes.

“Hey,” he said, an awkward smile on his face.

After a moment, Lexi turned and pushed herself to stand; her legs were a touch shaky, but she straightened and smiled back. “Hi. Can I help you?”

“I was just…um, watching you.” His smile got a little less awkward then. “Are you by yourself?”

“No.” Lexi shook her head. “In fact, I need to get back to my room—he’s probably waiting on me.”

“Oh.” He looked crestfallen, his smile slowly fading.

“Sorry. Hope you find someone, though.” Lexi gave him a tiny smile and started past, back up the beach towards the suite where Daddy might, indeed, be awake and waiting for her. She noticed the man steal a look at her while passing by, but he didn’t say anything.

As she hurried back, it only occurred to Lexi that she could’ve done anything she liked with—or to—that stranger without Daddy ever finding out. It reminded her of talking to Mia, of Mia’s invitation. For the first time, Lexi felt something temper the unrestrained sexual freedom she’d been experiencing. It troubled her, and made her walk even faster—if Daddy found her missing, what would he think of her? Would he be suspicious? Or even angry?

She was nearly out of breath by the time Lexi reached their hut. She took a moment to slow down, to let her heart settle. After showering off outside to wash the sand and sweat away, Lexi wrung her hair out as best she could and quietly slipped into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

When she heard Daddy breathing the same slow, deep rhythm as always, Lexi closed her eyes and leaned against the door, sighing with relief. Resting a hand to her bare chest, she felt her heart still pounding a quick, urgent rhythm, but already it was beginning to slow down. She didn’t worry so much at getting caught—Lexi hadn’t done anything to confess to—but rather, she didn’t want him to think she’d abandoned him. This was his vacation, she reminded herself yet again. She was there for him, first and foremost.

Mia might be disappointed, but Lexi would handle that when the time came.

Carefully, quietly, Lexi stepped over to the bed and slid under the covers. They felt different now against her skin—softer, warmer, soaked in Daddy’s scent. She carefully lay down between his opened legs and eyed the object of her lust—his cock, soft and delicious, lying between his legs. Now Lexi opened her mouth, closing her eyes as she slurped it in, beginning slow, gentle motions with her tongue to rouse it from its sleep.

The surf roared and crashed under them, but in that dark cocoon of fabric and flesh Lexi felt safe and loved. She slid her pale hands across his thighs, sighing out a heavy breath as she felt his cock start to stir and swell in her mouth. Some moments later, its owner began to stir as well, and he reached over with one hand to rest it on her head.

“Mmm… Sweet little cocksucker,” Daddy said, his voice heavy from sleep.

Lexi smiled and hummed against Daddy’s swelling member, giving him all the extra effort of teasing with her tongue, suckling and pulling hard before she slipped his cock out of her mouth. “Hi, Daddy,” she said, peeking out from under the comforter while pressing soft kisses to the underside of his beautiful dick. She felt the thick vein of it against her tongue, how it flexed and twitched against her caresses. “Should I have let you sleep?”

“No, baby, you can always wake me up this way.” Daddy gave a chuckle that turned into a long, hard yawn that split his mouth wide open. He pillowed his head under one arm and reached down, pushing the blankets back to stroke her damp head. “Crafty little thing—you even took time to clean up, too.” He took a deep breath as his cock flexed and tightened in her fingers. “You look real, real good.”

Lexi smiled a little wider. Crawling up his body, she straddled his lap and took hold of his cock. “I cleaned up for you, Daddy,” she said, gently sliding his throbbing shaft back and forth between her legs, savoring the slippery sensation of his bare flesh against hers. “I made sure my pussy was baby-soft for you, too.” Lexi bit her lip, watching his face as her heart raced and her pussy ached. For a second she looked into his eyes, so full of desire just for her, and izmit escort her heart wanted to melt. She would do anything for this man, this beautiful vision who’d desired her for so long—of that, Lexi was certain.

Daddy gave an appreciative hiss and reached out, sliding his thumb across her tender mound, making Lexi sigh with renewed desire. “Mmmmm. Such a good little slut you are. Now give Daddy a show, little girl.” His voice darkened with desire as he took her hip in one hand and grabbed his dick with the other, urging her up. “Climb onto Daddy, baby.”

Lexi whimpered and immediately obeyed, brushing her fingers across his as they both took hold of his thick, smooth shaft and set the tip to her waiting, craving cunny hole. She gave a soft cry as her own weight bore her down onto him, all the way until her thighs were pressed to his and she sat high upon his round belly. Lexi felt so stuffed full she expected her belly to swell. “God… Daddy! Fuck!” After edging herself all morning, it was a wonder that she didn’t cum immediately. The sensation of being one with him again was beyond wonderful.

Lexi reached down and held his hands, lacing fingers together, squeezing hard for a moment. “Why does it feel so good?” she said, panting hard. “Why am I so addicted to you now? Why do I love hearing you talk about fucking me?” She gasped and rolled her hips hard for several moments, grinding her clit to his loins, delighting in the pressure of his thick dick inside her.

Daddy grinned. “Because you’re the perfect kind of slut just for me, baby. You need to be fucked, and you need Daddy to fuck you.” He set his feet on the cushion and rocked in time with her, helping her to ride him, watching with pleasure at how her pale, stretched pussy lips pulled and moved around his thick shaft. “Mmmm, that little cunny’s all empty and wasted when it’s not stuffed full, little girl.”

“Nnnnngh! Daddy!” Lexi bit her lip and shuddered, squeezing his hands tight. “You’re fucking me again, Daddy. It’s so good! Ahh!” She slammed her hips down hard several times, being rewarded with the loud sound of their flesh smacking together. “I want you to cum and churn it up in my pussy again. Can I want that, Daddy?”

“Mm-hm.” Daddy bit his own lip now, releasing her hands to grab ahold of her hips instead, fingers digging into her ass. He used the grip to move her how he wanted while also thrusting up into her, filling the room up with the sounds of a man fucking his girl. “Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. You love Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy!” Lexi said, knowing she was getting louder again, no longer having any shame to keep her quiet. “I love it. I need it! I’m addicted to your cock, and your voice, and you cumming inside me. Mm! Fuck!” She gasped for breath and let her head fall, eyes closed, savoring every second of the hard, violent ride she was taking.

Daddy growled and squeezed Lexi’s ass so tight she called out again. “Daddy’s gonna cum soon, now!”

“Yesohyes, Daddy, please!” Lexi bent her head down further, pressing to his chest, while her hips and aching belly rolled and tightened. She could feel his thighs against her feet, feel the muscles tighten, imagine his swollen cock quench itself in her hot, pink cunny hole over and over again. “Cum in me, Daddy, I want it. Fuck my baby cunt, Daddy, fill me up and then fuck me some more! Daddy! Daddy!”

“Cumming, baby! Mm!” He gave one last push of his loins to hers and held her down tight, hips trembling, cock pulsing, spraying, depositing his greedy seed inside her. “You take all of your Daddy’s cum now,” he said, voice hot, as if scolding her. “Take it all, you cock-riding slut. You like riding Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”

“Y-yes, Daddy,” Lexi said, shuddering.

“You like riding Daddy’s cock?” he said again, bringing his hand down hard across one of her ass cheeks. “Slut!” Smack! “Horny little thing!” Smack! “Say you love it, baby girl!”

“Yes, Daddy!” she shouted, the sting of his strikes feeling like a brand on her skin while his cum dribbled and oozed out of her stuffed snatch. “I love riding my Daddy’s cock! I love when he cums inside me! I love when he pins me down and fucks my little ass! I love being your slut Daddy, I love it!”

“Mmm, yes, you do,” Daddy answered. He pushed Lexi upright in his lap, ignoring how she shivered and shook as if she’d gone cold all over. He licked the pad of his thumb and set it between her legs, sliding through her cum-slippery pussy lips, finding her clit and beginning to rub it with a merciless eagerness, trying to drive her crazy.

Lexi bit her lip and, both loving and hating herself for it, she stretched her knees open even wider, whimpering like a helpless thing as she gave Daddy easier access to her clit. She gasped at the delicious feeling of it, making her cunt spasm and clench around his cock.

Daddy swirled his thumb across Lexi’s clit, over and over, so much that she opened her mouth wide and gasped for air, like she was drowning as the ocean waves crashed over her. He kept teasing her clitty, kept rolling his hips, like the lewdest sort of dance. “You wanna know what Daddy’s gonna do to you, baby?”

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