SWEET SINS (Steamiest Collections)

Chapter 3

Robert wasn’t out of the game long. Soon enough he was f*****g her face upside down while they shared her ass. They put her on her shoulders and jack hammered her p***y, and then her ass. Robert shared her throat with one of them until they both pumped her stomach full of semen. They had her on her back, triple penetrating her ass and underage p***y. They pulled on her hair and then her arms for leverage to pump into her ass harder.

Drea rode them like the w***e she was, relishing each squirt of semen they pumped into her. No one was allowed to cream in her p***y, only her father had that right. But otherwise they used her like a piece of meat all day and night long. By the time they were finished with her just over thirty men had their way with each of her holes.

They cleared out and left the happy father and daughter to their bed. But Robert made her put on her swimsuit he bought for her and fetch more towels from the clerk desk, without cleaning up.

Drea was blushing intensely behind the c*m on her cheeks, “You think it’s my size?”

“It fits perfectly.”

Drea turned her neck around to look at her round ass. “You don’t think it’s too revealing?” Robert knew she was only asking for his sake.

“No baby. You look beautiful, like always.”

“Aww, thanks dad.”

Her t**s were covered by the tiny triangles, tied together by a weak and thin string. Her cleavage was spread out and provocative. The G-string bottoms were little more than lines except for the tiny rectangle covering Drea’s mound.

Drea went up to the male clerk caked in man painted in c*m and dressed like a w***e. She was dripping in semen, her hair caked and dried and one of her eyes shut. But she got her towels, and an extra dose of c*m forced down her throat.

After they both got enough sleep in them next morning, they got ready to go to the beach.

Robert was carrying the bag of snacks and big towels. Drea had her towel wrapped around her neck and left her clothes behind, only her bikini on.

They were walking on the beach, the morning just finishing its rise over the sun. There were the last dregs of the summer vacationers still crowding the beaches. The beach chairs and umbrellas were taken up and the father and daughter pair had to walk along the sand looking for a spot.

Andrea was noticing a lot of lingering glances on her ass and her cleavage and she could tell that her dad was noticing it as well. It was mostly from guys only a little older than her, the ones that were allowed to be attracted to an underage girl. The looks were crawling on her skin and sent shivers up her spine. She couldn’t help teasing the boys by dropping her phone and jumping on the sand.

She’d said a lot of things when her dad had been on top of her. Things that she’d meant, but Drea didn’t want to be totally drowned by physical needs she never knew her body was screaming for. She wasn’t trying to sleep with anyone else. The last hours had been exhausting for her, but the soreness in her holes was disappearing quickly to her amazement, replaced with a warm empty feeling she couldn’t ignore. And she wanted to maintain a modicum of decency.

After twenty minutes of walking they almost gave up looking for a spot to relax.

“I have an idea,” Robert announced, “There’s a private beach just a little way over there. If we can’t find anything before then we’ll sneak over there and look.”

Drea shrugged. She wasn’t in a huge rush. She liked the walk and the lingering attention.

Though when they arrived at the public beach the sign caught her attention.

Attention: Nude beach, no persons under the age of eighteen allowed any further

There was a tall dune and a fence blocking the view from the water up the shore.

“Dad I’m not allowed.” But the curiosity was percolating in her head. She wondered what it was like.

Her dad put his hand on her ass, “Father and daughter aren’t allowed to f**k, but we did anyway. Besides, who’s going to stop us?”

Drea wasn’t sure. She didn’t want to get in trouble. How bad would it get if they were caught? Would her dad go to jail? Would she? It would definitely be embarrassing. And she was enjoying the beach here enough, where people more her age were spending their time. She was getting scared that her dad wasn’t keeping how much danger they were in in mind.

“Do we have to be naked?”

“No one’s going to make you do anything you’re not comfortable with,” He started fondling her round ass, in front of all the beach goers, “But I’m your father, and I expect you to listen if I tell you to do something.”

Drea was going back and forth. She wasn’t opposed to getting naked, but the potential for arrest had her apprehensive. But she supposed if everyone was naked it wouldn’t be fair if she wasn’t. Except for the fact that she was un underage girl and felt extremely vulnerable in front of leering older men.

“Let’s go in and see what it’s like. Just try it out.” She offered. “If we like it, we can stay.”

Robert smiled, “Sounds perfect.”

They rounded the fence and walked into the beach with no resistance.

As Drea feared there wasn’t anyone her age. It was mostly aging couples past their prime laying on beach chairs or sun tanning. The men were aging and fat, and the women were held up with plastic surgery. Most surprising to her though was how few of them were naked.

There were a few older guys with shriveled up p*****s under umbrellas, and one woman that Drea thought was beautiful who was topless. Other than her most of the people on the fringes were relatively conservative.

She would have turned around but thought things might be better further in. She was also noticing an increase in lingering glances.

As she hoped the deeper they went the more swimsuits came off. The attractive men were still mostly covered up, there were a few topless women who were appealing. They passed two men that were completely in the nude that Drea immediately started drooling over until she realized they were holding hands.

Despite the disappointing view Drea was starting to really enjoy the looks she was getting. Either they didn’t care she was underage or didn’t realize because men and even some women were staring very obviously at her as she walked by. Drea quickly came to the realization that she was the best-looking person there.

She was starting to feel on the spot, a little fourteen-year-old girl surrounded by a sea of tall older men salivating for her body.

“I want you to strip,” Her dad demanded in a lustful tone.

A tingle went up her spine. “Um, really?”

He nodded, “When in Rome...”

Drea was still nervous about undressing, but she couldn’t deny that she was starting to stand out now.

Drea bit her lip, “Ok.” She said apprehensively.

She nervously tugged on the string holding her top together and it burst open, revealing her young and milky breasts. Robert cleared his throat. She stuffed her top into her bag and could practically feel the stares pressing down on her. Suddenly she felt a tugging on her other string, and her bottoms came down. A quick look showed Robert holding her panties in his hand.

“Thought you could use the help.” He couldn’t stop himself. He saw a chance and took it.

Drea ignored it and pointed at an open spot. One of many that they’d passed. “Let’s sit here.”

Robert opened the umbrella and Drea laid the towel down, very aware of her ass as she bent down. Her dad laid down next to her but in the shade. She laid on her stomach and couldn’t stop herself from stealing glances at the outline of her dad’s erection.

Robert had covered his eyes with his sunglasses so he could look at his daughter’s body without judgment. He’d given up trying not to grow a b***r in front of her. He couldn’t stop looking at her, not that he wanted to stop.

All those men had been staring at her, eye f*****g his little teenager. Several of them gave him a big thumbs up or nodded in approval. He could tell most of the women were disturbed. He wondered how many of them could tell Drea was underage and he thought a lot of them. He was glad that the lifeguards were close to the water and didn’t see as much of his daughter. He was also glad there were so many people on the nude beach, or this probably wouldn’t have coasted by as well as it did.

He wanted to so badly flip around and dive his c**k into her delicious rectum. He’d stolen a look at her backdoor when she’d been bending down to lay the blanket down and had not been disappointed. He even got a good look at her little pink p***y.

But nothing could match up to her flipping around as she sun tanned. He got to see her whole naked teenage body. Her t**s were splayed out for everyone to see as she tanned. Her brown n*****s were tiny and erect, begging to be sucked on. Her cunt was smooth, and her stomach toned. Robert could barely control himself.

After an hour of painful waiting Drea got up and went into the water. Robert let her go and watched as she jumped into the waves. He got to watch as her naked body was moistened by the salty ocean and see her t**s bounce and ass jiggle as she jumped over the waves.

The water was cold, but the sun was so hot Drea didn’t mind. She wished there were boys her age in the water with her. Then the thought of boys with her naked body in the water made her cunt hot.

She couldn’t tell if her dad was watching but a part of her had a feeling that he was. It was hard for her to understand how to think about being naked next to her dad. Last night had been so wild and confusing, and she hadn’t had a chance to stop and think about it. She couldn’t deny it had been wildly fun. But that’s what worried her. It didn’t feel right, she still felt dirty. And she wished she hadn’t liked it so much.

Her own father had used her like a f**k doll. He hadn’t been gentle with her. He used his parental authority and paternal power over her. She should have felt unsafe around him. And to an extent she did, but she was scared of how much she liked it.

Instead of focusing on him she tried focusing on the other men paying attention to her. There were a few people in the water and the old men were leering. Now that she was away from her dad the catcalls and whistles started. She’d never been catcalled before. It was flattering at first, until they started to get closer and more explicit. She’d never felt so vulnerable.

“Hey baby,” one growled, “Maybe come over here and slob on my nob.”

“Hey sexy,” one of them called over, “Why don’t you come home with me and be my w***e?”

She tried ignoring most of them, but she was starting to wish she could go back to her dad, but they were starting to get in the way.

“You old enough to be here baby?” one of the closer men asked. He had two friends by his side.

His proximity and veiled threat made her respond. “I’m eighteen,” She lied.

One of his buddies chuckled. “Sure you are whore.”

“I’m not a whore.” She said lamely, immediately realizing it wasn’t true.

“No?” the other asked, “Guess that guy over there isn’t paying for that hot little snatch.”

The accusation got her mad enough that she let slip something she should not have, “No, he’s my dad.” She immediately went cold.

“Damn,” They were chuckling menacingly and Drea felt surrounded, demeaned, and intimidated. She covered up her round t**s as much as her petite hands could. “You’re even sluttier than I thought.”

“I’m not a slut.” She said a little more hotly. But the heat wasn’t all anger. She was beginning to realize she was liking being called a w***e. She liked the control they had over her.

She started half swimming, half walking back to the beach. The attempt left only one hand over her n*****s, and the other moving through the water. She had to pass the trio who touched her as she passed.

One felt her stomach, the other stroked her legs, and one fondled her ass cheeks. She yelped and jumped at the fondling, instinctually removing her hand from her breasts. Now that they were free the men grabbed, squeezed, and pinched at her underage t**s and n*****s.

Her body was responding very positively to her horror. She immediately stopped and let them touch her. She pleaded to them to stop but their hands glided over her smooth skin effortlessly.

It was no time at all before one of them slid their c**k up her ass crack. She gasped and leaned forward, right into the arms of one of them, her t**s fitting perfectly in his palms. Bent over, her rosebud was open for business and he immediately stuffed his c**k up her rectum. It wasn’t massive, but definitely a good fit for her.

“Of f**k,” She squealed, already losing her control, “Yes, right up there.”

One of them sucked on her n*****s while the other held her face up to his.

“How old are you really?” he asked softly.

“Fourteen,” She whimpered, “I’m underage.”

The guy in her ass groaned, “I’ve never had it before, but fourteen-year-old anal is the best anal.”

The one holding Drea kissed her full on the lips, “I’ve always wanted teenage pussy.” He pushed her up and unceremoniously filled her cunt with his c**k.