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Story of Holiday, Nudism and Raunchy Sex (JazzieBell x Gala)

He really did like it, that look said it all. He looked near drooling. Chewing her cheek, she couldn’t help but smile, followed by a girlish giggle as she looked back down, gasping lightly. So big, touching her soft stomach. She couldn’t help it, taking another little step closer, rubbing it against her skin. It felt nice, hard and twitching. She kept on fondling his balls, though she wanted to pay more attention to the shaft itself. So interesting. And to think something like this was suppose to fit inside a vagina. She knew her own little cunt was far too small, just by looking. But then, why was she thinking about her dad inside of her? That was foolish.

“Dad!” Ki whined suddenly when he was groping her breasts, though she realized a moment later it was only fair, if she was touching him that he got to touch her back. Cheeks still glowing, breath hot and quick, she looked down at his words before looking up again. “I like it...I-I think I will. I want to…” She paused though, looking around before back up at him, lifting her hand so now both cupped his shaft. “But…here? Shouldn’t we go to our room?”
 
He grinned at her innocent commentary. "Here? Why not, huh? Let's fuck each other senseless!" He pushed his cock further up her hand, practically reaching her breasts with the tip. Oh god, he absolutely LOVED being held by his little daughter. She looked... so defenceless. And ready for him. Yet somehow it felt it wasn't the time, not yet. Letting themselves dive into a light petting game was one thing. Something totally different was having sex.

He relaxed his grip on her right after though, trying to get back to his old fatherly self. "... but you said something intelligent. Let's get going now hun. I'm kinda getting... hungry." He never cleared up whether he was really hungry or he meant something more.. carnal.

With a pang of pain, he lifted his hands from her, not before fondling her breasts shamelessly. For some reason, a moral wall had broken between father and daughter. He no longer felt ashamed of feeling her body, not anymore than she did. He turned to resume walking, letting his strong arm surround her shoulders as they went. Just before taking the first step forward, he reminded her. "You can hold me, by the way." He winked at her, knowingly.
 
Fuck each other senseless. That statement really got to her, the way he had said it. Not teasing like they usually were between the father and daughter. As she exhaled, a soft, embarrassing squeaking noise escaped her, because she was thinking about it, her brain filled with images of her father, the man who had helped raise her, on top of her, shoving this big thing deep inside her little… Shaking her head, she attempted to banish these thoughts, though they would still linger there, in the back. Looking up at him, she smiled at his words, giggling shyly as he gave her breasts another squeeze after agreeing to go to the room. His was hungry, though she was imagining him eating something other than food.

Grabbing her bag she tossed it back over her shoulder, turning and walking with him. At his words, she laughed, though she did reach over, fingers gripping his length once again, thumb rubbing over the throbbing flesh gently. “You know, I have this feeling that this is suppose to be a lot weirder. But, I like it dad.” She admitted quietly, looking up at him. “That’s ok, right?” she didn’t even know. Was she even old enough to feel this way? Was it ok? It was just while they were on this vacation. Everyone was doing it, which made it feel normal.
 
He smiled back at her. As they walked down the seafront, they saw many other couples, families and group of friends. They all seemed normal, right in their heads. Normal teenagers that you'd see in your city or town... just naked. And if you watched them, you could see that families were closer, knotted together. A mother gave her tit to his baby, just as dad played with his other daughter. The little girl touched the tip of his penis, laughed, and hid behind her mother. They all laughed. It all seemed so natural...

"I don't know babe. I honestly can tell you that I love it as much as you do. I wouldn't ever have thought of you doing this right here, " He twitched his fully-erected cock in her hand. "but now... all I feel is a little regret. For not doing this earlier." He gave her bum a gentle massage as they walked, slowly. He was more interested in touching and feeling close to her than actually walking. He kinda started doubting his past ideals and morals... Wasn't this the best way to experience life?

They got to their house.

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He stopped walking, mouth ajar. "Fuck. Me."
 
“Doing it before?” Ki giggled nervously, looking up at him. “I think, you know, outside the resort this isn’t suppose to happen. At least as far as I know.” She said before looking forward again, her thumb still rubbing around him. Looking around, she was surprised when she spotted some even younger than her with their families, enjoying themselves in such a similar way. Wow. Her cheeks lit up and she gripped Dennis’ penis a little tighter before shaking her head. That’s right. This was normal for where they were. Looking forward again, she sighed softly and fell silent for the rest of their walk.

Their temporary home for this vacation was amazing. Listening to her dad, she smirked, glancing up at him. “That’s not appropriate, daddy.” She teased before leaving his side, rushing toward the front door which had been open, walking inside, throwing her bag down on the floor. “DAD! Ohmygod, look at these rooms! And we have our own beach outside!” she jumped onto the couch with was right below one large window. Leaning forward, she grinned, pressing her nose lightly against the glass. This was going to be amazing.

“Old man, I love you so much!” if he hadn’t brought her with she realized now she would of thrown a major fit.
 
Sometimes the little girl seemed to have more sense in her head that him. Of course this wasn't supposed to happen. He gave her a lovingly tug at her bum when she tightened her hand around him. He didn't say a word for the rest of the way.

He smirked as he saw his little girl run wild into the house, yelling at him all excited. He grinned as he walked up the stone steps into the porch. His fatherly faults, or worries, suddenly washed away as he saw her hopping happily in and out of the house, checking every corner of their temporary home.

He left the bags in his room. He checked the house just as excited as she was. "Oh my god, look at this! Home cinema!" "Geeee, video consoles!" "private beach. WHAT?" He ran outside, incredulous. So the flyers were right! It was too good to be true!

He reunited back inside with her, petting her head gingerly. "Ah, so you're happy you came again eh? Just an hour ago you were hesitating." He remembered their cautious reaction at the airport, and their first steps into the island. It all now seemed years ago.
 
“This is just amazing.” Ki cooed, propping her head up on her fist, grinning out at the water that was lapping at the brick wall that surrounded it. “I wonder if there are exotic fish in there. Hope we don’t get eaten by sharks.” Leaning back, she smiled up at her dad. “I don’t even know why they have a theme park and stuff. There is absolutely no reason to leave this place.” Turning, she stood up on the couch. This technically was not home, so she did not think that normal house rules would apply. She bounced up and down, seeming to have completely forgotten that she was naked, her breasts bouncing along with her before she leapt at her father, wrapping her arms around his neck, expecting him to be able to hold her up as she looped her legs around his waist.

“Of course I am glad you brought me! This is amazing! Mom would never bring me on a trip like this. Like last summer, she went to the Bahamas without me. Remember that? You’re the best dad ever.” She praised as she pressed her lips to his cheek before leaning back, attempting to put her feet back on the floor, having realized she was pressing her most intimate parts against him.
 
He smiled softly. "Stop that, you're making me blush. And you know how much I hate that! I'm.. " He coughed, rasping his voice to the max, adopting a classical Greek pose, "I'm a Man, hard and fierce. Ready to Battle!" His little play was a bit flawed, since, as he held the posture of an angry Spartan, a little bouncy girl clinged herself on his torso, kissing his cheek and strangely enough, rubbing her teenager soft pussy just a few inches short of his groin.

He exploded into laughter as she suddenly backed away, shyly putting her feet down again. He stroked her cheek back, still smiling. "Well, I gotta be honest with ya. This was my secret plan to bring you over my place, to live with dad. Your mom is nice as all, but I'm, like, totally cooler. And if you aren't convinced yet, I have seven days ahead of us to prove it." He chuckled to himself, crossing his arms and adopting a ridiculously heroic pose.

Romromromromr. The noise had come from his stomach. "Hmm. Let's eat?"
 
Ki covered her mouth, giggling away at her father’s poses. “You are the biggest dork ever, dad. I have no idea how you get all those women.” She said with a smile. His stomach growled and she stared at it, shaking her head. “We should have had nuts on the plane.” She laughed before taking his hand, pulling him toward what she suspected to be the kitchen. It was. And it was stocked with food, lots of exotic things, and of course hamburger because no American could do without it, or steak. “This place is freaking stocked.” She said, shaking her head as she opened the fridge. “What rich person food do you want, daddy?” she laughed.

His comment about keeping her, letting her live with him instead of her mother. He was, like he said, pretty awesome but she still loved her mom. “If you tried to keep me, mom would throw a fit and you know it. But… Next year I’m old enough to pick who I live with… Maybe, if you really want me to…” she said, looking over her shoulder at him. “Maybe I’ll spend more time with you…”
 
"Hmm.. let me have a look." He stood over her, placing his hands over her shoulders, giving her a gentle light massage as their conversation progressed. "Well, look at those ready-made meals! Lau Lau sounds funny. Oh, Marinated Butterfish. Smoked Salmon. Squid! Burgers!!" He leaned over her body, pressing closer to her back. He smelled her fragance... so sweet. And kinda sexy too, now that he recalled that little comment she did at the plane. Dad are you wearing something?. Well, now those were the only things they were permitted to wear.

He chose some kind of fish that was pre-cooked. He had little time to spend at a kitchen. Nude resorts weren't made for cooking. It could be dangerous. Nobody thought of burning oil splashing over poor nudists!

Just as he turned away from her, he commented on her desire to stay with her mother. "I totally understand baby. Your mom couldn't find her own feet if you weren't there." He looked over his shoulder then, smiling knowingly. "But you know... As long as we spend more time together...I'll be happy."
 
Ki moved, hopping up and sitting on the counter, arching her back as she did when she realized it was a little colder then she expected on her bare butt. Her toes curled and she groaned a little in distress, wiggling in hopes that she would quickly warm her spot up. Her shoulders felt nice from that little massage, her father’s closeness had been pleasant. Maybe she was enjoying it too much, but really she didn’t want to think that way. She just wanted to enjoy this time with her dad, because she wasn’t sure if they would be having more times similar to this.

Swinging her legs back and forth, she smiled at his words. “Mom is doing a lot better then she use to, though. I mean, I’m not suppose to talk about it because mom is under the impression you’ll get super jealous and stuff, but she’s been seeing this guy, Craig, for a long time now. They’ve gotten really close and they seem happy. She talks about him a lot.” She closed her eyes, wiggling her toes. “Does it make you jealous dad? I don’t want it to. I mean, you have me.” She said quietly, opening her eyes against to look at him, smiling sweetly.
 
He had heard about Craig. A friend sort of knew him, and well... he was average. He wasn't a bad guy. The thing that irked him was just that. His "averageness". Kinda made him wonder why she'd prefer Craig over himself. Ah well. Was that jealousy? Maybe. Or perhaps it was normal, after having spent 14 years married with someone, and then you suddenly don't see each other anymore.

"Ah well, I'm happy to hear that." He nodded at her, showing he was being honest this time. He didn't comment any further on the mother topic. He put their meals to heat up at the microwave. Then he sat down on one of the chairs of the kitchen, facing Ki. He observed her. Her wiggling toes, her squirmy figure. He smiled back at her. "Yeah, I have you, babe, And I'm glad about it." He wondered something, seemingly lost in thoughts for a second.

He snapped out of it, looked at her again, and patted his lap. "Why don't you come over here, and sit down on Pa?"
 
Craig was nice, but Ki really didn’t care for him. She was too old to think of him as her new dad like her mom would have liked. No, she was too close to Dennis to do that. He was her daddy and she was loyal to him, even more so now, now that they were having this experience with one another. Naked, the touching earlier. Just thinking about it her cheeks heated up once again. Yeah, that touching. Her dad must of really loved her if he let her do that, right? That was what it meant.

Looking at him as he patted her knee, she giggled, sliding off the counter and moving over. “I haven’t sat on you since I was, like, six dad.” But she did anyways, moving over and sitting on his thigh, leaning into his chest and wrapping her arms around his neck, sighing happily. “I think I’m sorta too big for this now.” She said with a smile, wiggling in his lap. “But it still feels nice.”
 
He gently led her down into a warm embrace. "You'll never be too big for this kind of thing. Silly." He kissed her shoulder, and then her neck. He inhaled again, this time making sure she noticed. Oh, how he loved that smell. Was it just her fragrance, or something else altogether?

He felt her wiggling tenfold, as his groin still resisted fiercely to subdue to his relaxing thoughts. His pulsating cock rested drectly below her inner thigh, just between them. It was a blissful sensation indeed.

He held his lips to her ears, confessing something very, very quietly. Something he probably wouldn't say too many times during that trip. Just because it was something heartfelt, and to make it special, it had to be used sparingly. "I love you, Ki."
 
There he went, sniffing her. Though she had been sniffing him on the plane, so she couldn’t say anything against it. Though he had been wearing cologne. Not her. Perfume wasn’t something she really liked. The smell of the soap and the shampoo she used, she liked that a lot more, and her youthful skin just seemed to hold the scent in. Her cheeks were reddened the slightest as she looked down at him before up again, still smiling, leaning up and kissing his cheek, his jaw, close to his lips but not quite there. She had kissed her dad on the mouth since she was little. Maybe she was too big for that.

Sitting still in his lap, she listened to the words that fell from his lips. She was glowing because of them. Even though it was a commonly said thing between father and daughter, this time, when he said it, he made her heart flutter, like she had some sort of childish crush on him. Turning so she faced him that much more, she opened her mouth to speak, but struggled for words, finally just laughing at herself, returning with a heartfelt, “I love you too, Daddy.” Before kissing him lightly on the chin.
 
He ran his hand down her bare back, feeling every little bump that her backbones softly drew outwards. He pulled her towards him the moment she started kissing. He returned the same level of tenderness, nuzzling with his nose her neck and shoulder. He kinda felt daring, and ever so slowly, let his other hand creep over between her boobs, stroking her tendermost skin. It was so soft he thought they would break if he wasn't careful enough.

He felt her heart in his fingerprints. thud thud. thud thud. thud thud thud. He let her own palm over his chest, letting her know, wordlessly, that they were tuned.

He couldn't wait any longer. "Either you kiss me now babe, or we eat. Your choice." He smiled mischievously.
 
Daddy’s touch was so nice. She tried to think of a time she had felt this good in his arms. Every time she was with him, she realized, because she loved her dad that much. It’s just this was different. The same, but different. The same love was there, it had just developed, and as far as she knew, that was completely normal, because she wanted to be with her dad. Looking up at him, she blushed as he touched her breasts, heaving beneath his touch as her breath hitched. She was excited, and maybe even a little nervous. More excited.

Their hearts were beating together, and the same blood ran through their veins. Smiling, she closed her eyes for a moment before she heard his words. Looking up, she blushed that much brighter. Going with the feeling of the moment, she leaned up. “I don’t like fish that much, anyways.” The teen breathed before, very shyly, but lovingly pressing her lips against those of her father.
 
The fish could burn in the microwave, or the sea, for all he cared. His eyes were already immersed in hers, and hers only. He contemplated his own daughter as something else, too. She was Ki, his sweet Ki. His. As in, she belonged to him. It couldn't be anything else. He longed for her possession... He kissed her back, shutting his eyes as he let himself drift into the one thousand electric shocks that punctured every sensitive spot of his body.

He sighed, relaxed, and backed away. He smiled, eyes still closed, and kissed her back. And again... he opened his mouth, trapping her soft, small lips into his. his hand ran up her spine, up her nape, through her soft hair...
 
Toes curled, Ki leaned more into him. The kiss she shared with him seemed more than just something a father and daughter would share. But that didn’t stop her. When he opened his mouth, she very carefully did the same, her tongue slipping from between her lips, lapping at his carefully for a moment. She had never kissed this way before. She remembered the boyfriend she had last year, her very first. They had kissed on the cheek for like, a month, before they ever pecked on the mouth. And a peck, that was all it had ever been. But she knew that you were suppose to involve your tongue, to kiss passionately, and she wanted to kiss her dad passionately.

Her hand lifted, pressing against his chest and then sliding down, touching his stomach farther down between her legs, touching the head of his penis once more, though drawing away a moment later, blushing like she was on fire.
 
He smiled through their kissing as he noticed how she supplemented her lack of experience with extra sheer passion. She was totally into it. Did it mean she was in love? or was it just the usual horniness found in teenagers? He couldn't tell as he kissed her harder, tangling her little tongue with his in a lustful dance. He was horny, definitely turned on by his daughter. His frequent breathing, the sweat trailing down his hot skin... above all, his raging hard-on, exaggerating its good size by the comparison of it to her teeny hands.

"Do it.." He encouraged her, moaning as he took a break from the intense, arousing kissing. "My cock is all yours, Ki... This week, it belongs only to you.." he licked his lips lasciviously, expectant. He wanted to watch her face as she heard his words...
 
Hormones in teens tended to rage on wildly, it was normal. Ki had never been that adventurous when it came to that sort of thing. There was that tiny bit of born she had seen on the internet, the few times she had looked after boys at school lustfully. But other than that, she was fine. The occasional masturbation, but nothing over the top besides rubbing her clit a little. So maybe she was in love, or maybe she was letting that horny side of her show through. Or, very possibly, both. Whatever it was, she really didn’t care, because she was happy. Happy to be kissing and touching her father.

Ki stopped to listen to his words, biting her lower lip as she did. His words, that was so…what she wanted to hear. Reaching between her legs once again, looking down, she took him in both her hands, rubbing her hands up and down in first hesitant strokes that slowly before more confident, her hands actually moving quickly, eagerly over him. And then there was that moistness between her legs, which was currently running down over his thigh, and she hadn’t even noticed.
 
He backed away a bit, sinking into the back of the chair as he left more room to her to do her thing. His hands felt the whole length of her bare thighs, and eventually, he started noticing a distinct smell in the air... At the same time, he felt a damp wetness coming from her pussy, which was completely pressed down his own leg. He shifted the weight softly, brushing his skin all across her stretched cunt.

Meanwhile, his eyes observed her. It was pure perversion that drove him in his current state. Here he was, with a minor, his own daughter to boot, getting a wonderful handjob. He arched his back to make his hips buckle in and out, fucking her tender fingers.

"Spit." He kept on giving her tips. "That way it will go much, much smoother... just drool over it a bit. Don't worry, I'll like it better that way..." Also, the visage would be astonishingly hot...
 
As Dennis moved his leg, Ki swallowed, actually noticing now the feeling that was growing there between her thighs. She was horny, this turned her on. Touching her own father turned her on. Was that wrong? She tried not to think about it, tried to focus on what she was doing right now, which was pleasing him. Looking down at him, she smiled as he bucked his hips. She was doing a good job. Turning her eyes up to him as he advised her to spit, she blushed. That was sort of weird, but guys liked blow jobs so no duh they would like spit.

Lowering her head very close to the tip, she parted her lips, not wanting to make more of a mess then was intended. She drooled, slowly, her saliva dripping down onto the head of his cock, moving down the sides as she moved her hands. She widened her eyes as it became slick, much easier to move, so she kept drooling for a time before leaning back, a little string of spit running from her mouth to his tip, eventually touch her breasts. Embarrassing.
 
He stroked her hair as she bent over him. "That's it Ki... hmmm.." He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and moaned hard. Damn, she was not bad at all! She could use some technique jacking him, but it was definitely improving. "Don't forget the balls..." He reminded her. He was going to cum soon. He observed her again - now that was a visage if there was ever one. She seemed another girl altogether, she no longer looked like his innocent little girl. No, she was a horny slut, wanting her precious milk. And he was going to literally shower her in it...

He kept on lifting his thigh, sliding her pubis a few inches up, a few inches down. His leg already glistened by her fluids, flooding out of control. He commented on the trail of saliva down her body, smiling playfully. "You're one dirty little lady. Daddy's gonna show you now... how to get real dirty... .Ah.." He moaned hard. His poke tensed up, summoning the load. A tiny drop of precum spilled out of his top, mixing up with her wet hand.
 
Ki moved without hesitation now, utilizing all the advise her father gave her. She moved one of her hands off his shaft to his balls, massaging them gently, rolling them around, her hand wet with her own spit still so now they would be nice as slick as well. Her other hand kept pumping up and down without tiring. She was determined. The little teen was eager to get her father off. Just thinking about it had her toes curling in the air where her feet hung, still sitting on her father’s knee, leaning into his chest so she wouldn’t wobble and fall over.

His words were very encouraging. Her hand moved faster, pumping up and down, the other still lovingly fondling his balls. That pre-cum oozing from his tip.. She turned to look up at him for a moment before bending forward, proud of her youth and her flexibility, for it allowed her to very gently lap at the end of his dick before sitting back up, savoring the taste. It was probably the texture that got to her, made her shiver. It wasn’t bad at all. She was eager for her father to train her. She wanted to learn. This would easily be the best week of her life so far.
 
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