I decided to give it an hour and then go topless when the sun really got going. The garden is not overlooked so that wouldn’t be a problem, but then my mind began to wonder, going back to Sunday morning and that first encounter with Daddy’s wonderful cock! Now I was eighteen I knew I could easily replace her in Daddy’s life and I craved more sexual attention from him, he was mine now and well rid of the evil bitch. She had hurt him more than any woman had a right to and now it was up to me to heal him, love and cherish him as he deserved.
I was dozing gently on the sun-lounger when I heard the patio door slide open.
“Hey Princess, don’t go and get a burn.”
It was Daddy, my heart danced and I quickly reared up off the lounger to welcome him. “How come you are home so early Daddy?” I was overjoyed at seeing him; I love it when he is at home. I glanced at my watch and it was just after noon.
“Oh, I gave myself the afternoon off. It is such a beautiful day and I wanted to spend it with my beautiful daughter.”
“Oh Daddy, come and enjoy the sun.”
“I’ll just get changed sweetheart, then I’ll rub some sunscreen on you.”
Oh god, the thought of his hands over my body sent me into a delicious shiver and my pussy tingled with the excitement. It seemed ages before he came back and I was getting hotter than even the sun could achieve. Then he arrived with a bottle of sunscreen in his hand.
He was wearing baggy shorts, nothing else and my heart skipped a beat or three, he is so handsome, hairy in all the right places and very muscular and trim.
“Now then young lady,” he said authoritatively, “let’s get you protected, you are already going a bit red.”
I sat on the edge of the lounger as he rounded it behind me then sucked in breath as the first glob of cream splattered on my back.
“Ooooh Daddy, that’s really cold,” I squealed, enjoying it beyond reason. I could feel my nipples straining inside the cups on my bra top.
“Sorry baby but it has to be done.” His hand smoothed across my back then over my shoulders. “You had better do your front,” he said coming around and offering me the bottle.
“Please Daddy; will you do it for me?”
“If you are sure Princess.”
“Yes please Daddy.” He poured some into his hand and quick as a flash I reached behind me and unclipped the bikini top, scooping it from my very ample front before he could say anything.
He hesitated briefly then spread the cream into both hands, and then he cupped my breasts!
“You have grown into a very pretty young lady,” he said softly, rubbing me gently, across, below and around my over large boobs.
“Have I Daddy?”
“Prettier than your mother ever was sweetheart.”
“Oh Daddy, I am still your little girl though, aren’t I?”
“You know you are baby,” he husked, his hands working over my front leaving me breathless.
My pussy tingled ever deeper inside my tiny bikini bottoms, his fingers rubbing gently around my erect nipples, the bulge in the front of his shorts getting bigger and bigger. He was almost finished and I wished he would begin again and rub me all over.
“Daddy?” I began. He looked me directly in the eyes, his steely blues reflecting my identically inherited ones waiting for my question. “Daddy,” I began again, “do you think it would be okay to do what I did on Sunday?”
I saw the bulge surging into life. “Do you really want to baby?”
“Yes please Daddy,” I said almost in a pleading voice. I was still sitting on the edge of the lounger with him directly in front of me, his bulge right in front of my face.
“Okay sweetheart, if you are sure.”
I didn’t wait for any further instruction and fingered the waistband of his shorts with both hands, gently easing them down over his hips, then his cock. It was awesome! It lunged forward at me, shocking me slightly at its size and I let go of the shorts which slid down to his ankles. Looking up at him for approval his face lit up like I had never seen before, sucking inwards as I wrapped my hand around his erection.
Just like on Sunday morning I massaged him back and forth, the huge bulb turning a bluish red as I played my fingers over it, teasing it just as I had then only this time I put my other hand under his balls and gently caressed them. Daddy was certainly enjoying it, and so was I.
“Daddy?” I started, trying to sound nonchalant but fighting a rising excitement.
“Yes Princess,” he offered sounding really breathless as if he were running.
“Would you teach me to suck it for you?” I didn’t break my rhythm on his wonderful cock.