They had reached a new understanding and stage in their relationship that night.
They both now knew that they would suck and fuck each other all they wanted, that he could have her ass and mouth anytime he wanted them.
She opened her dresser and took out the brand new bikini she had purchased a couple of weeks ago. She and one of her girlfriends had been out shopping and she had bought it on a whim, doubting if she would ever wear it in public. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror, smiling at what she saw there.
Her large tits stood out proud and full, the tiny material of the bikini top just barely covering the nipples, squeezing her tits together somewhat to emphasize her cleavage.
She ran her hands down her washboard flat stomach to her crotch, which was just barely covered by the tiny strip of material, seeing a few wisps of platinum hair escaping from it. She thought about shaving it off, but decided she would leave it to tease her father with.
She turned around and looked over her shoulder. The suit was no more than a G-string in the back, separating, but not covering a single inch of the high-riding, round, firm globes of her ass. She decided Chris was right; her body was as good as any in those men's magazines. Snatching up her large beach towel and wrapping it around her, concealing her body completely, she headed out of her room, skipping down the stairs and out to the pool beside her father.
He looked up as she came to stand beside him, shading his eyes and smiling up at her. But that warm smile changed to one of utter astonishment as he tried to hide the look on his face as she casually whipped off the towel, revealing her lush young body. She pretended not to notice his stare as she spread her towel on the other lounge chair and lay down beside him.
For a long moment neither of them said anything and she wondered what he was thinking. She turned her head slightly and looked in his direction out of the corner of her eyes and saw the growing bulge in his tight trunks, which filled her with elation.
He's excited by my body, she thought to herself with a sense of pride, taking a deep breath, causing her tits to arch up, and then letting her breath out slowly.
She reached down between their chairs and picked up the bottle of suntan lotion, sitting up and placing her feet on the warm concrete as she turned to face him.
"Daddy," she said innocently, feeling her heart racing at what she was about to do, "would you rub some oil on my back for me? You know how easily I burn."
She quickly moved from her chair to his, sitting on the edge of it with her back to him, trying to hide the grin on her face at his obvious discomfort.
"I…uh, sure," he mumbled, taking the bottle of oil from her with hands that shook.
"Wait a minute!" she said, standing up and turning to look down at him, seeing his embarrassment at the growing bulge in his trunks, which he was trying to both hide and pretend wasn't there. "It would be easier if I were lying down."
She lay down on her own chair again, looking over at him, seeing him lick his lips nervously as he took in the figure of his daughter. "Well, come on, Daddy, I don't want to get burned."
"Ah, sure," he replied, moving from his chair to sit on the edge of hers.
He shook the bottle and then squeezed some of the oil onto her back and began to rub it in. At his touch, a spark seemed to shoot through her body from head to toe. She could feel her pussy lips starting to swell and knew the crotch of her suit was already becoming soaked with her juices. She squeezed her thighs together and felt a tingle radiate throughout her from her cunt.
Her father's strong hands moved down her back as he rubbed the oil into her, but when he reached the firm swells of her ass he stopped, as if unsure as to whether to continue or not. She suddenly felt deliciously wicked as she turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder.
"You know, Daddy, you may as well continue. I mean, you are my father and you've seen every square inch of me before."
Her father nodded nervously and let some oil spill from the bottle onto the rounded cheeks of her ass. As his hands touched her, starting to rub the lotion in, she had to turn her head away as her cunt spasmed and she fought to control her body as small climaxes erupted inside her pussy. As his strong fingers moved down from her ass to her shapely legs, she had to bite her bottom lip to keep from moaning and letting him know what effect his hands were having on her.
When he finally reached her ankles, she turned over and smiled at him, letting him get a good look at her firm young body in all its spellbinding splendour. The bulge in his trunks had now grown to epic proportions and she could feel her cunt twitching in desire.
"Gonna do my front, too?" she asked, aware of her own voice being not much more than a mere whisper.
She watched as her father nervously squirted some oil onto his hands and then began to run it on her right leg, slowly working his way up to just inches from her pussy. She knew he had to be able to see her soaked bikini bottoms, and if not that, he had to be able to smell the strong odour of her cunt juices which were now filling the air around them.
His hands were shaking as he started on her other leg, but when he reached the same spot on it that he had on the right one, he suddenly stood up and rushed into the house without a word, leaving her stunned and wondering what was wrong.
She knew he was aroused, as the gigantic bulge in the trunks of his suit attested to that, and all she wanted was for him to release his cock and cram it into her burning pussy. She wanted him so badly she couldn't stand it, but he had run from her, dashing into the house without a word.
She thought about it for a moment before finally leaping to her feet and rushing into the house in search of him. He wasn't downstairs, as a quick search proved, which meant he had to be up in his room. She took the stairs as fast as her short legs would allow, hurrying to his room, but then stopping outside his door.
"What if he doesn't want me?" she suddenly asked herself.
But then she told herself that she would make him want her, that before she was through he would never want anyone else ever again, and that included Susan. With that thought in mind she opened the door and stepped into the room.
"Oh, my!" she gasped in a whisper.
Her father sat on the edge of his bed, his trunks down around his ankles, his fist wrapped around the shaft of his cock as he jacked himself off. But it wasn't the act that caused her knees to go weak, but the size of his cock! She took a tentative step closer, her eyes glued to the monster that jutted up from between his legs, not believing what her eyes were telling her.
His cock had to be at least ten inches long, and was quite thick around. She vaguely thought about the trouble she had in getting all of Chris's cock in her mouth and knew then and there she was in trouble, that she would never be able to get her father's organ in her mouth.
She didn't realize that she had crossed the room and was now kneeling down in front of him, until her right hand reached up to lightly touch his cock. She was mesmerized by the size of it, the beauty of it, the power which seemed to come from it. The head looked to be as big as a small apple, purple in colour.
Without saying a word, completely unable to speak, she stuck out her tongue and licked up the drop of cum that had formed at the head of the cock, tasting its saltiness and loving it. Her body was out of control and her mind was reeling as she began to run her tongue up and down the length of the shaft, licking the underside of it the way Chris had taught her. Maybe she couldn't get it in her mouth, but she would do all she could to please her father in whatever way she could.