by Skye Darrel
My pussy constricts and pulses around his hard meat.
“Ughn—oh baby girl. Fuck that feels good.”
My orgasm sends him over the edge. As my body crests, I can feel his cock straining inside me. He groans and shifts, trying to push even deeper into my pussy. His hands pull through my hair and his body churns against mine. Our legs are tangled together and twisting.
I scream.
The pleasure is crippling. I nearly black out when Daddy’s cock brushes my cervix. There’s a sudden pain that he soothes away as he pulls back a little. His cock angles up to press my spot and pressure my clit.
Tears roll down my cheeks. My fingers dig into his back.
Daddy shudders and cums inside me. His seed coats my walls, sprays into my womb. His cock spasms wildly.
I love him.
He owns me.
I belong to him.
His cock empties into my pussy.
We share another kiss as he pulls out.
“We wasted our bath, baby girl.”
He’s right. We’re lathered in sweat. “Worth it, Dad.”
He smirks and lifts me to my feet. We wade into the lake again and this time we wash together. Daddy’s not quite sated though. He never is. He squeezes my ass cheeks, fondles my aching pussy. His cock, semi-hard, slides between my buttocks. I let him play with me, enjoying my own afterglow.
For a while, the island feels like home.
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Daddy’s worked up a sweat building the new shack. Our tent is nice, but it always gets too hot inside. And when it rains too much, we have to run to the tree line. Daddy’s new shelter is a crude shack on the edge of the jungle, about thirty feet from the tent. The floor is an elevated platform. No more than a row of fallen tree trunks roped together, protected by palm fronds he’d gathered. But it should keep the bugs away.
I sit at the edge, my legs dangling. He said he’d build me a palace! But he’s doing his best, puffing and grunting like a caveman, hauling more wood from the jungle on his shoulder, muscles flexing. Daddy works in the nude.
It’s a good view.
But I bet his view is even better. My shorts are off and my thighs open. I smile coyly. Whenever he drops off a stack of branches he stops to kiss me or fondle my pussy. He hurries back and forth, working fast, eyes on the prize.
A few times he made me lean back so he can taste my wetness, licking me for a while. That’s how Daddy rests. He puts his mouth on my pussy and makes me cum.
When the sun is high in the sky, he calls it a day.
Walking over, he strokes his hard cock. “Baby girl, I need you.”
I push his shoulder playfully. “Not until tonight! Discipline, Dad.”
He growls, his abs heaving as cum drips out of his cock. “I’ll show you discipline.”
He turns me around. One hand dips into my pussy. The other slaps my ass hard enough to ripple my buttocks.
Heat spreads over my skin. I pretend to complain, but deep down, I love it when Daddy plays rough. He brings out the naughty little girl in me every time he spanks my bottom.
He uses his animal voice. “I won’t use your cunt, baby. But this other little hole—” a finger gouges into my anus “—is just what I need.”
“Daddy,” I gasp. By now, I’m used to him fucking my ass. When he can’t get my pussy Daddy will take my rear.
He squeezes my ass cheeks. “I need my little slut,” he says. “Daddy needs his reward.”
I giggle and bend over the platform, spreading my feet. “O-Okay.”
“Good girl.”
He slaps my pussy lightly, jolting my clit.
“Ow! What’s that for?”
“Nothing, baby.” He runs a finger down my spine and kisses my neck. “I couldn’t resist.”
“Daddy!”
“You’re so damn cute, baby girl.”
He smacks my pussy again. A little harder this time. Not painful. It stings pleasantly and my folds throb with pleasure.
“Get on with it,” I moan. “Fuck my ass.”
“You’ve got a dirty mouth, baby.”
“Well, you’re a great teacher, Daddy.”
He grabs the globes of my ass and twists, pulling me open. He lubes his cock by rubbing it between my drenched folds.
I shiver. I almost give him permission to enter my pussy, but Daddy’s cock head is already nudging my puckered anus. His body tenses. He pushes through my anal ring, holding my buttocks apart, and his cock slides into my tight warmth.
Like always, the first seconds make me gasp. My walls stretch and burn before they adjust.
His cock squeezes deeper. My buttocks roll around his shaft as he plunges in to the hilt. He stretches me open, pulling on my hair. When Daddy fucks me from behind, he’s all animal, pure lust.
I bend and arch, clutching the platform.
Daddy forces his cock deep and slams into my asshole. My body jerks back and forth from his impacts. My breasts bounce and I cry out, struggling to stay upright as Daddy pounds my ass.
Strands of cum drool from my pussy to slick my thigh.
Daddy’s hand finds my clit and he rubs furiously. His cock pumps harder in my rear, dragging on my walls. He throws his weight into me. I can feel the pressure swelling inside, squeezing the delicate nerves in my anal cavity.
Then his fingers shimmy over my clit.
I gasp sharply. “Do that again, Dad.”
Daddy grunts, flicking my swollen nub, torturing the knot of fire between my quaking thighs. “You like that?”
“Yes Daddy!”
He kisses my shoulder. “My little slut likes getting her ass fucked, doesn’t she?”
I push back against him. “I like when you play with my clit, Daddy.”
He shunts a deep thrust that makes me scream. “I love fucking your ass, little girl. I love all your holes.”
“Oh god.”
My body trembles, my legs lock out. A gut-wrenching orgasm makes me screech. My asshole spasms around Daddy’s huge shaft. My pussy gushes as he pinches my clit. Moments later, I feel his cock jump and flood me with semen.
When he pulls out, our mingled cum trickles down my thighs and I collapse forward, breathless. I squeeze my thighs together smearing the warm fluids over my skin.
Daddy flips me around. He raises me against the platform, puts my legs over his shoulders and buries his face into my sopping pussy.
I cum again with his tongue in my slit.
Daddy sets me down and holds me tightly. My legs wobble as tiny aftershocks vibrate to my toes.
I may be stuck on a deserted island, but every orgasm is stronger than the last.
“Good girl,” Daddy says.
“Get back to work,” I reply, squeezing his hard buttocks.
Daddy smiles wickedly. “Keep this little pussy wet for me.”
Shouldn’t be too hard. As Daddy’s cum cools on my thigh, I hop back on the platform and peel back my glistening lips. I show Daddy my pink membranes silky with cum. “If you want me again, finish the shelter.”
Daddy flexes his arms. “Is that a command, Princess?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He slides a finger around my folds. “I’m gonna cum in you all night. I’m gonna put my cock in this sweet cunt and ride you hard.”
“Big talker.”
“Little slut.”
“Get moving!”
Daddy stomps off.
Like he promised, he finishes our new shelter by the time the sun lowers under the horizon. Daddy spreads a towel under the palm roof and we watch the sunset together. And like he promised, I sink down on his hard cock, my folds clinging to his shaft. Daddy holds me tightly as we kiss.
When the sky deepens to orange, he puts me on all fours and pins me under his powerful body. His cock slides into my sopping pussy. He fucks me hard, then gently, then hard again. Every thrust feels different. New. Daddy angles his cock to hit my front wall and the knot of tender tissue on the membrane between my anus and
pussy. He’s found all of my spots. He bumps them with his cock in deep strokes.
I cum again and again to the sunset.
Daddy fills me with his seed until we’re both spent, cum leaking out of my throbbing hole.
After a dinner of coconuts and roasted wild birds, Daddy gets our sleeping bags from the tent and brings it to the new shelter.
We lie on our sides and snuggle together. His cock, finally soft, nestles against my back. His body may be spent, but Daddy’s mind is anything but. He whispers sweet promises and dirty words in my ear.
He tells me how he loves to pound my ass from behind, to pull my hair and slap my tits. The taste of my pussy is candy to him. He wants to have babies with me, to taste my breast milk, to have me bounce on his cock with my belly pregnant. He’d do anything to keep me safe.
His hand is between my thighs, massaging me. “Who owns this little pussy?”
“You do,” I whisper. I reach back and squeeze his cock. “Who owns this big cock?”
“You do,” Daddy says, nibbling my ear.
I’m swooning, bubbling inside. Like Daddy, I love the feeling of our bodies together. Free to explore, to touch.
Stars glimmer overhead. A breeze blows off the ocean.
As Daddy slides a finger into my moist slit, I feel his cock stir. The moment passes. He’s really done for the day.
“Too bad you don’t have any pills,” I joke. “You could go all night, Dad.”
His finger skits over my clit. A buzzing heat creeps up my belly.
“Don’t tease too hard, baby girl. I don’t need my cock to make you cum.”
“Ooh.”
“Get some sleep. Tomorrow, we’ll go climbing. It’s a big island. I figure we can’t be far from Tahiti. We’ll look around. There’s gotta be some way off this rock.”
“There’s nothing here, Dad. I haven’t even seen a plane overhead.”
“We gotta try,” he says, stroking my shoulder.
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“Slow down,” Daddy shouts.
I grab on to the last rock ledge and haul myself up. Flat grassy ground straight ahead to the edge of the cliff.
“Hurry up!” I call back.
We’ve been trudging the jungle all morning. A few miles inland. Up the cragged slopes to reach the summit at the eastern end of the island. My calves are aching, but I’ve never felt so alive.
I help Daddy up. He bends over, panting. A sheen of sweat covers him.
“Can’t keep up, Daddy?”
He growls and draws me into his arms. We kiss. “Easy for you to say. I’m carrying the pack.”
“As you should,” I reply, pouting. I look him over and my pussy pinches. Daddy’s bare-chested, his muscles glistening. We didn’t make love this morning. Or even fuck. We left at first light and have been moving ever since.
Daddy shifts his backpack. He’s loaded down like a pack mule with our water and other supplies.
But I know how to relieve him. I squeeze his crotch, and I’m not surprised to feel his hard cock. Since that day he took my virginity, this has been the longest time he’s gone without touching me. Daddy slides his hand under my top.
He’s about to push me into the grass when his eyes widen in shock. “I’ll be goddamned.”
I follow his gaze.
There’s a squat building ahead at the edge of the cliffs. It looks built from concrete. My heart leaps and for a moment I forget his cock throbbing in my hand.
Daddy groans. He grabs my wrist. “Come on, baby girl. Let’s check it out.” He stops to wink. “Then I’ll take care of your pussy.”
I roll my eyes and look at the building. “What is it?”
“A bunker,” Daddy says.
There’s nothing inside. A battered table with rusted radios and a few broken chairs. Grass has sprung up in the cracks of the floor. Moss covers the walls.
“Probably an old Japanese outpost,” Daddy says. He looks around. The excitement fades from his eyes. “From World War Two. Anybody who was here is long gone.”
“No help for us then?”
“Afraid not.” Daddy sighs. He turns to leave.
I touch his arm, biting my lip. “Let’s stay here tonight, Dad.” I smile. “I could use a break.”
He eyes me hungrily and sets down his pack. Daddy lifts me onto the rickety table. He pulls up my top, squeezes my breasts. He’s shaking, angry.
“Wait,” I say. My pussy aches for him. As his tongue dances over my nipples I clench. But the table feels rough and looks rickety. The wood’s flaking off. If a splinter gets in my skin . . .
In his lust, Daddy doesn’t notice.
“I can’t wait,” he growls.
“Dad! Do you want your little girl to get tetanus?” I get his attention the best way I know. I grab his big cock and stroke slowly. “Let’s go outside.”
Daddy notices the table. He sighs. “Sorry, Lexi. I—I’m just frustrated. It’s not you,” he stammers, “I mean, it is. I want to get you off this rock. I need you. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.” For the first time since we arrived Daddy looks lost. “I love you, darling.”
“It’s okay, Dad.” I hop off the table. “Let’s go outside.”
Daddy puts down a towel near the cliff.
He sits, cock erect. I slip off my shorts and bite my lip. He’s tense as I straddle him and slide over his cock. I give him a shy smile.
“You’re beautiful,” he says, stroking my hair.
“Cum inside me,” I whisper.
“Don’t I always?” Daddy frowns. “Even though I shouldn’t. What would happen if you really got pregnant?”
“Daddy stop it! Just put it inside me. I need to feel you.” As much as he needs to feel me. “We’ll be okay. We’ll get off this island. You promised, right?”
His jaw sets. The old fire returns to his eyes. “Yes, baby girl. We’ll get off.”
“And we’ll get off,” I say, touching his lips. I rub my folds over his cock head, slicking him and tugging him. “Make me cum, Daddy.”
“My little slut,” he growls.
Grabbing my hips, Daddy lowers me onto his cock. Heat flashes in my belly as my folds stretch around his thickness. I sink and feel him enter me inch by inch. When our thighs touch and his whole length is inside me, I let out a gasp.
Daddy grabs my breasts and suckles them as he thrusts in my tight pussy. I bounce on his cock. Shivers wrack my spine, and a thrumming pleasure buzzes in my clit. The pressure of an orgasm builds in my core. I ride Daddy with the ocean below us.
Waves crash against the cliffs.
The sun falls on my face.
I gyrate in his lap, sucking his cock into my pussy with rolls of my hip. Daddy pumps me with deep upthrusts that make me scream.
“Oh Daddy. Right there.”
He grits his teeth. “That’s my little girl. Tell Daddy what you want.”
Daddy holds my waist as I push my hand up his torso and my pussy squeezes his cock. “Your big cock,” I breathe. “Inside me. Marking me.”
“I’ll make you cum, baby.”
Daddy grabs me and pins me forward. I yelp as he moves on top. Wedging between my legs, he lines up his cock and plunges deep. He strums my clit with his free hand and gropes my breasts with the other. He gazes straight into my eyes. His cock thrusts in and out.
“I’m coming!” My walls clench. “Daddy!”
Rolling his hips, Daddy drags his cock head against my front wall and my orgasm erupts. I cum hard, my heart rattling, and every muscle in my body coils tightly.
“My turn,” he grunts.
Daddy puts me on all fours.
He slams into my trembling pussy from behind and smacks my ass between deep thrusts. The curve of his thick cock pressures my clit. He grabs my hair and pounds my sopping hole as I quake under him, rocking back and forth to the rhythm of his cock.
My back arches. Knees edge apart. Hands slide forward. I raise my head and suck in the smell of the oce
an as Daddy hurls into me again and again.
He roars as he cums, clutching my breasts. His cock jerks wildly and my pussy pulses with him.
A second orgasm makes me clench as Daddy’s seed coats my walls. He heaves a final thrust. His cock sloshes in my juices. Daddy withdrawals and turns me around. “Sit on my face, baby. Let me taste your pussy.”
I do as I’m told like a good girl. And more. I straddle his head but face his feet. As Daddy’s tongue explores my sensitive slit, I take his wet cock into my mouth. The taste of my pussy and his seed smears my tongue. Daddy must taste the same thing as he delves between my tender folds.
I gorge on Daddy’s body, keeping him hard as I massage his balls.
He squeezes my round ass and laps my pink pussy. Daddy devotes his attention to my clit. He fingers my asshole as he licks me.
I’m trembling again. Nipping at his cock head, I suck and stroke until he twitches under my fingers.
We pleasure each other, our bodies rising and falling, until we both cum.
“Get up here,” Daddy rasps.
I fall into his arms and he holds me tight.
“Good girl.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say sweetly.
After the sun sets, we unroll our sleeping bags in the old bunker. Daddy keeps me against his big body, stroking my hair, whispering gentle words in my ear. He comforts me like he did when I was younger.
Daddy’s sweet girl.
But things are different now. His hand on my pussy reminds me of that. My hand on his cock reminds him. It gets cooler at night. When I shiver, he holds me tighter and massages my folds, rubs my clit. I stroke his cock lovingly.
I’m drifting to sleep when I hear the noise. A distant explosion. Daddy’s sleeping, his cock soft under my hand. I squirm out of his grasp and walk out on tiptoes.
Outside, the view is breathtaking. So many stars. The ocean reflects the moon.But when I look north, my heart skips.
In the distance, in a cove, is a small boat. I can see it because there’s bonfire on the beach there.
People there.
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