Resort Life [doe eyed doll x KJ]

[King James]

Jason Williams was a rather successful businessman who had lost his wife to cancer merely a year ago. Since then his life had been consumed by his daughter and his work, the two things he could truly take pride in. He had built his investment firm from the ground up into the international powerhouse that it was now, and funded projects of every size. His daughter, however, was the true meaning in his life and what kept him going. Whether it was shopping, movies, camping, or whatever he would spend any free time he had with her.

Though he and his daughter spent whatever free time he had together, it wasn't until now that he'd been able to book a vacation with her. They had started flirting and getting dangerously close, this would be a chance to take things further. Soon they'd be off on a first class jet to Hawaii where they'd have an island getaway and some true time to bond together. He felt strange turning off his work phone and leaving his responsibilities to the CFO, but someone had to be in charge for the week that he would be away.

Being in such a prominent role with his company he made sure to stay in shape, running and lifting each day, giving him a lean, muscular build. He kept his greying salt and pepper hair short and neat with his sharp jaw clean-shaven. His deep blue eyes seemed to pop in contrast to his hair, a smile almost always highlighting his high cheekbones.

It was a Friday evening and he had just arrived home at the luxurious mansion he and his daughter shared, complete with an Olympic-sized pool, hot tub, wine cellar, and a basement theatre. Parking his BMW in the garage, he proceeded inside before heading up to his daughter's room and knocking lightly before entering. "Sweetheart, are you almost ready? We'll need to leave soon."

 

[doe eyed doll]

The passing of her mother had hit their little family hard. Katie had just graduated from high school and was preparing to start her first semester of college. She had opted to stay close by, not wanting to stray too far away. She had always been a daddy's girl, even more so as she had grown. She had mourned their shared loss beside her father, so many tears shed between them. But after her mother had passed, those college plans had been put on hold. She couldn't bear the thought of abandoning him. As the months of grieving passed, she had become a bit more... aware. The way his hands held hers, how warm he was so close to her. Katie was confused and scared at first. But that eventually shifted to something else entirely.

Desire. Such a tricky, greedy emotion. Katie had taken to wearing slightly more revealing clothing, tighter fitting. Full breasts often threatened to pop up and spill out of her shirts. A small voice in the back of her head always tried to yell at her, what was she doing! But a much louder voice, a much more urgent need coursed through her and drowned it out. She was a spoiled little thing and was used to getting whatever she wanted. He had always seen to that.

Katie heard his familiar footsteps heading up the flight of stairs long before he knocked on her bedroom door. A little grin perked up the corners of her pink painted lips. The grin turned from secretive to full and open as she whipped around to greet him. She rushed toward him, the excitement practically pouring off of her. "Hi, daddy! Yeah, I'm nearly done. Are you excited?" It was a silly question but she had been looking forward to this little trip and getaway for awhile by that night. Katie turned away from him, blonde locks of silken hair flying about like a pretty little halo, possibly even flicking against his chest. Butterflies tickled in her stomach as she switched part of her attention to finish packing. Skirts and a couple of dresses remained on her bed. A slew of varying types of panties. Had she meant to leave those out last minute, hoping he'd see them? She'd never admit it.

 

[King James]

Jason and Katie had grown considerably closer the past year since her mother passed away. The time they spent together had grown both of them immensely and had strengthened their bond, but at times it seemed it had made both of them question where their relationship should go. He had noticed the change in her wardrobe toward more revealing outfits, much like she had probably noticed his gaze lingering longer on the luscious curves of her body.

As she greeted him he couldn’t help but let his eyes roam before drawing her in for a hug, kissing the top of her head. “Super excited. We’ve been waiting far too long for this.” He said as his gaze moved to the outfits and undergarments on her bed. Little did she know that the rules at the resort they were going to were few, and her revealing attire would be more than welcome.

“Just remember, baby, anything you forget we can get once we’re there. You know I love taking you shopping.” He reminded her, eager to hit the road and embark on their journey.

 

[doe eyed doll]

How could she have missed those lingering looks he had given to her body? At first, the blonde had thought she was surely imagining it. Just that little fantasy voice in her head, filling her up with lies. But soon, it became harder to deny. And she liked it. Katie swept long locks off to the side, long line of slightly bared back on display. She wondered what it would feel like for him to move up behind her in that moment - to enjoy the sensation of his mouth trailing up the line of her spine? She shook her head as if to clear it and her chirpy voice answered him finally. "Oh, I know! I'm going to want a lot of things when we get there, I think." The words were true enough; she loved souvenirs and new clothes and shoes. But the tone of her voice, it read a little differently if he were listening closely enough.

Katie zipped up her suitcase and she laughed softly at its slight misshapen outline. She didn't think she had packed very much! It was probably the shoes she had packed away in there as well. Her hands pulled at the popped out handhold and dragged it off the bed to land quite noisily on the floor. "Oops," Katie snickered as she turned to meet her father's gaze. Her generous chest rose and fell with a hefty sigh. One arm outspread and her hips did a little wiggle. "Ready!" Her eyes dipped slightly, eyeing him from head to toe for just the slightest of a moment. Lips quirked into a sudden grin as she stepped toward him. Stormy blue eyes lifted to meet his as she walked by him with her suitcase, the brush of her shoulder to his body.

 

[King James]

Jason smiled as Katie agreed, mentioning how she knew there would tons of things she would want to buy once they arrived. “Ahh, but first we’ll have to catch our flight!” He teased as he helped his daughter with her bags and then helped her into the car. The drive to the airport wasn’t long, but it did involve his hand resting high on her thigh for the entire drive.

After finding a spot in the garage Jason helped Katie out of the car, taking her hand before grabbing their bags and leading her to the luggage counter. Once their bags were checked he wrapped his arm around with his hand on her hip as he led her through security and to their gate.

Once they made their way into the first class jet they were escorted to a private cabin in the back. It was fully enclosed, with a luxury sofa instead of cramped airplane seats, a tv, and a bottle of champagne chilled and waiting for them. “Surprise! I wanted to go all out on this trip. Hope you don’t think it’s too over the top.” He told her as he corked the bottle and poured two glasses, handing one to her before he raised glass. “To us, and a vacation we won’t soon forget.” He toasted just as the captain called for takeoff.

 

[doe eyed doll]

"Then we should go!" Her laughter teased him right back, giddiness overflowing like sweet wine. She let him take care of the bags as they hurried out the front door and took a seat in the car. She was practically vibrating in the car, even more so at the feeling of his hand. A heady rush filled her skull, butterflies flapped in her belly. Anxiety took over. Katie stared out the window as they headed toward the airport, a nervous wreck. So many what ifs and scenarios played through her head. This is all she wanted in the world, was it the same for him? Upon arrival at the airport, Katie hurried alongside her father to the gate. Her only carry-on was her backpack style purse. In it was her phone and charger, a travel sized bottle of lotion and tylenol, hair ties and make up, and a book. But she hoped she wouldn't need a book to read.

An idea popped into her head as his arm curled around her back to draw her in close as they walked and waited to board. What if... what if... Katie shifted her head that had fallen to rest on his bicep to look up and over at the only man in her life. She smiled at him brightly and her hand caressed along his lower back slowly until her own arm was wrapped about his back. "I'm so excited," she said just this side of a yelp.

After being led toward the back of the plane to their private cabin, Katie finally exclaimed in an exuberant scream. "DADDY!" Her eyes and mouth were agape in shock and awe. "Over the top?! It's just right," the blonde said with a happy giggle. She sped forward to land and flop on the couch, legs splayed wide and one knee hooked along the back. Coltish inner thighs were put on blatant display, a peek of her panties given in her movements. She smiled over at him as he poured a glass of champagne. Eyeing him, Katie sat up from where she had flopped and lounged to stand in front of him, reaching for that glass. "To us. This is going to be the best vacation ever," Katie smiled around the sip of the champagne, staring up at him over the top of the glass. "I don't much like planes. Do you think they'll let me sit in your lap for take off?"

 

[King James]

Katie has never been good at hiding her excitement, but the moment the door to their private cabin closed he heard her practically screaming her praise, so excited for the little surprise he had planned for them. The two of them, alone in the back of a plane with their own personal space to do as they pleased, no watching eyes to know what they were up to.

And as she splayed herself onto the couch he couldn’t help but stare. Those luscious thighs and even a hint of her panties on display for him. She was an absolute goddess, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, inheriting the best traits from her mother and then making them even better.

As she reached for her glass and shared his toast he smiled at her question, asking if she could sit in his lap. To which he turned to their cabin door and turned the lock to “do not disturb,” of course there were only so many reasons that dial would be turned in a space like this. “They can’t say no if they can’t get back here.” He said, topping off their glasses before taking a seat in the center of their luxurious sofa. “Get over here, gorgeous.” He urged her as the captain came over the PA to announce they would be taking off momentarily.

 

[doe eyed doll]

She watched him move to lock the cabin door and a thrill of suspense rushed up the curvature of her spine and then spread and pooled downward between her thighs. A different wave of excitement writhed its way into her body. Katie took a shaky breath once she saw him sit down. Her glass tipped up to take another sip, much heftier than her last, as she moved to sit astride his lap. The side of her lithe body melted into his chest. Large eyes, the color of storm clouds just on the horizon lifted from her champagne to bore into his eyes. "Who could say no to you after all?" Now that they were alone, Katie upped her flirting. There was no way her father didn't know what she wanted. What she craved.

Her free hand reached for his to lace their fingers slowly together. She recalled just how big they looked against her own when she was smaller. How she felt safe anytime he held her hand. That feeling was still there, but it was different. Deeper. Now instead of needing him to hold her hand if she fell and scraped her knee, she wanted his hands elsewhere on her, finger elsewhere. Just the thought made her shiver on his lap. Silken pink tongue swept across her plump lips, wetting them before she spoke. "I know I never could." She could feel the plane's engines rumbling and roaring, readying for that take off.

 

[King James]

Jason could feel the sensual vibes that his daughter was putting and couldn’t help but return them. As she took her seat astride in his lap he felt her perfect rear shinny down against his crotch, already starting to swell and grow in anticipation as it gently prodded against her in arousal. Her words weren’t missed either as he finished his glass and set it down to the side, his daughter practically saying that she would go along with anything he suggested.

As she laced her fingers into his own his free hand moved down to the space between her luscious ass and her perfect thigh, possessively holding her against his body as the planes engine began to rumble. “Is that so?” He quipped back as she wet her lips as the plane began to take off, rumbling down the runway as it made her bounce slightly in his lap. Each time her body would come down against his it would find his bulge slightly harder, poking further against her firm flesh as he finally broke the barrier they held up and slowly moved to kiss her lips, sensually licking them before prodding his tongue between her lips to dance against her own.

As he opened his eyes again he feel a mixture of love and lust overwhelming him as his hand moved down further to firmly grip her ass. “It’s getting a little hot in here. Wouldn’t you agree? If you need to cool off you can always peep anything off you feel you don’t need.” He urged her, eager to see just how far his daughter would go.

 

[doe eyed doll]

Her breathing hitched up a few notches as his he palmed her rear. She could feel the swell of his arousal beneath her and she bit back back a wanton moan. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Ask me and you'll find out," she whispered mere inches from his lips. The grumbling vibrations of the plane taking off bounced her up and down on him slightly and she gasped as the hand at her rear gripped and tightened. And then she was drinking him down through that kiss. Her hand dropped the champagne glass onto the floor, the remaining liquid pooling outward onto the plush carpet. Her mouth opened for him slightly, own tongue glancing against his in answer. It was timid but full of passion and need just beneath.

She nodded some, the heat an almost palpable thing around them and between them. She switched her body about, coming to straddle him instead. If he was going to be so hard under her, maybe he needed to feel the growing warmth coming from that sweet little sex between her legs. Katie was going to leave a little wet spot on his trousers if she had anything to say about it. The hem of her skirt rode up her thighs as she lowered onto his lap, putting the line of her body flush to his. "I know. Maybe I should cool off," her silken voice teased in its tone and teased against his lips. She reached over to grab up the bottle of champagne. Slowly, she tipped the bottle up to let a trickle pour out and down the front of her body. Down the valley between her ample breasts to soak into her white lacy bra.

Katie blinked at him with a coy grin. "You look thirsty. It's so hot," she pouted. But her body spoke for her. She rolled her hips forward and then back, grinding herself against the growing bulge in his pants.

 

[King James]

Jason was losing himself to passion in their heated kiss. It was slow and tender, but with a lustful need just beneath the surface that made itself known. This encouraged Katie to reposition herself once the plane had gotten off the ground so that she now straddled his lap, her skirt hiking up as her sex dropped her sweet honey right down onto his throbbing crotch.

In a deviant gesture Katie agreed with her father that the heat had been turned up, and in an effort to “cool” herself had poured some of that sweet champagne right onto her supple chest. The liquid made her top and bra cling tightly to her supple flesh as her nipples perked up from below, seemingly begging for his touch.

“Oh sweetie, daddy is a very thirsty man.” He told her as his hands moved up her back, peeling her top upwards and unclamping her bra before removing both and tossing them to the floor. With her perfect breasts revealed he leaned in, gripping one and rolling his thumb over her nipple as his tongue reached out to to lick the space between her breasts before moving to lick and even suck at her opposite nipple. “Mmm, this might be the best way you could ever enjoy champagne.” He teased between gentle sucks and nibbles and her breast.

 

[doe eyed doll]

Her soft whimpers and moans of need shifted into a sudden gasp as he held tight to her shirt and drew it up and off, over her head. Her shoulders flexed and rolled as his warm touch grazed over newly bared skin. The wet, champagne soaked bra soon followed, landing soundly on the floor at his feet. Her head dipped back and every muscle in her body quaked. The trail of what felt like molten fire was left in the wake of his darting tongue. Her chest rose and fell quickly and another gasp was taken once her daddy began to tease and suck on her nipples. His fingers that rolled the other felt like just another slice of heaven and god was she hungry for him.

Their privacy, this sudden giving in to their wants and desires had Katie feeling emboldened. Powerful, strong. Like the woman that she was and wanted to be for him. Her lips kissed affection along his forehead, that gentleness met however, with the needy grinding of her rounded hips. Her whisper was soft against his skin. "Which do you think tastes better? The champagne or me?" Katie grinned and with a rosy red blush crept on her cheeks, she reached between them to slip a finger under her panties. She swallowed back a sigh as that sweet nectar between her thighs coated that finger. She lifted her hand to offer him a taste. She had asked, after all, which tasted better: the champagne, or her?

 

[King James]

Those gasps and the way that Katie pushed her chest forward for him were all Jason needed to know that the pleasure he was enjoying was mutual. His own daughter had been holding back on him for far too long as the pair figured out what they had become, but it seemed there was no denying it now.

“Hmm, I wonder.” Jason responded as Katie teased about which would taste better, the champagne or her. He leaned forward and slowly took her finger into his mouth, sucking softly as he tasted her sweet nectar, savoring every drop as his cock strained the fabric of his pants. “It’s like the sweetest honey, Katie. No denying, it’s you.” He said with lust in his eyes. “But I think it’s only fair that you try a taste of me now, wouldn’t you agree?”