At Home Late CH 8

I glanced around. We had a high fence around our backyard and no one else was
home. And I did hate tan lines. I untied the straps of my bikini, letting the top fall
to the ground and freeing my perky breasts. I ran my fingers over t Fold Up
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I glanced around. We had a high fence around our backyard and no one else was
home. And I did hate tan lines. I untied the straps of my bikini, letting the top fall
to the ground and freeing my perky breasts. I ran my fingers over them, my
nipples pebbling at that slight touch.
I paused, my hands on the ties of my bikini bottoms. Topless was one thing, but
totally naked just felt even more daring. After a moment’s more hesitation, I
untied the tiny yellow bikini bottoms and dropped them at the edge of the pool.
Completely bare, I jumped into the pool, slowly swimming laps around the
perimeter, just enjoying the sensation of the cool water lapping over my naked
skin.
“Blair!”
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Daddy’s shocked voice cut across the yard. I popped my head out of the water
and could see Daddy standing next to my abandoned bikini, and the look on his
face told me that he knew exactly what I wasn’t wearing.
I climbed out of the pool, my wet hair hanging down in dark coils, dripping
chlorinated water over my breasts. The temperature change outside of the water
tightened my nipples, making them stand at attention. I could feel the heat of
Daddy’s gaze along my body, following those droplets of water down to my sex.
I always waxed myself completely bare, and I could feel myself starting to get wet
in a way that had nothing to do with water under Daddy’s stare.
“Cover yourself up!” Daddy exclaimed, finally pulling himself out of his reverie
and handing me a towel.
I took the towel, but instead of wrapping myself in it, I used it to dry my body,
making sure that my breasts or ass were exposed while I rubbed the soft
terrycloth over my skin. I wrapped the towel around my hair, squeezing the water
from my long locks before tossing the damp towel over the back of the chair and
plopping myself back down in the lounge
chair.
“It shouldn’t be a big deal,” I said, sliding my sunglasses over my face as I made
myself comfortable. “After all, we’re all family here. Aren’t we, Daddy?” I couldn’t
hide the smirk at that extra emphasis, and I couldn’t resist parting my thighs just
a bit as I reclined back on the chair.
I heard Daddy’s breath catch, and I knew he was gazing at the pink slit of my
pussy between my legs. The sunglasses hid my eyes, and ! could see the tent in
the front of Daddy’s swim trunks.
I had made him hard, just from the sight of me.
Daddy turned and jumped into the water, no doubt hoping that the cool water
would tame his erection. The water was cool, but it wasn’t freezing, and I had no
intention of letting him will away that hard–on..
Daddy swam a few laps before settling on floating lazily on an inflatable raft. The
black swim trunks he wore didn’t do anything to hide the fact that he was still
hard, but he seemed determined to ignore it.
Time to up the ante then.
Groaning loudly, I stretched my arms above my head, thrusting my breasts
upward as I stretched. My thighs fell open a bit more, exposing my pussy that
was already glistening and wet with my arousal. Settling back into the chair, I
brought one of my hands between my legs, idly tracing the seam of my pussy,
spreading my wetness around.
I looked towards the pool. Daddy had rolled over on his side on the raft, his
erection sticking straight out towards me. His hand twitched where it rested on
his hip as he fought to keep from touching himself.
Emboldened by his obvious desire, I used my first two fingers in a V to part my
outer lips, hoping the slick sound of my fingers playing with my wetness was loud
enough to reach Daddy’s ears.
I watched as Daddy gave in and shoved his swim trunks down his thighs. My
mouth watered at the sight of his cock. Easily nine inches long and oh so thick, it
was the kind of cock every girl dreamed about getting a taste of.
The thought of feeling that cock inside my had my pussy just aching for
penetration, so I moved my hand lo two fingers around my entrance before
dipping inside. I gasped, making no effort to hold back my sounds o
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two fingers around my entrance before dipping inside. I gasped, making no effort
to hold back my sounds of pleasure at feeling my fingers inside my pussy.
On the raft, Daddy had wrapped his large hand around his cock and started
fucking his fist, jerking his cock in time with my pumping fingers.
“Daddy,” I moaned, my hips bucking against my hand. I could already feel my
body starting to tighten in anticipation of the orgasm that was building in me. My
thumb brushed my clit, and I yelped at the blast of pleasure I felt. I was so close
already, but I didn’t want this moment we were sharing to end.
I watched Daddy, so close, but still out of my reach. His hand jacked his cock
roughly, and his lips were parted just a bit. His tongue darted out, licking his lips,
and I hoped he was wondering what I tasted like.
“Daddy,” I breathed, feeling the inevitable explosion getting closer and closer and
wanting to bring him with me. “Daddy, I’m going to come.”
“Me too, Blair,” Daddy ground out, his hand flying up and down his length.
gasped, pressing my thumb against my clit as I came, shaking and sobbing the
word “Daddy” over and over again as the endless waves of pleasure crested over
me.
A few feet away, Daddy let out a guttural yell, and I watched as the pearly white
arcs of his come landed in the pool water. He continued to stroke himself
through the aftershocks before slumping back against the plastic raft.
Abruptly, Daddy pulled his trunks back up and dove into the pool, swimming to
the other end and hopping out, before striding to the house, leaving a trail of wet
footprints on the hot cement.
I was left on the chair, sticky and satiated, with the smell of chlorine and sex still
hanging heavy in