0 comments/ 12371 views/ 1 favorites Love on the Beach By: Angel Larkin Sean opened his eyes and looked out the window. Wow! The weather was perfect! There wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was a warm, sunny, beautiful summer day. What a wonderful day to be off work. This would be a great day to ride Cocoa to the beach. Sean hurriedly dressed, putting his trunks on under his pants and went to the kitchen to pack food and drink. He grabbed a blanket and a couple of towels then headed to the barn. He saddled Cocoa, attached his pack to his back, swung up, spurred Cocoa and they were off. There was a slight breeze blowing and it felt good upon his face. He loved living so close to the shore. "I should do this more often." He thought. It wasn't long until he reached the beach. He had a favorite place he liked to go. There was a wooded area, a grassy knoll then it sloped down to the beach. It was secluded, as there was a hill that jutted out, dividing it from the rest of the beach. The breezes coming in off the lake felt and smelled wonderful. Sean tethered Cocoa to graze then walked toward the beach. The water was bright blue and inviting today however, first he wanted to read. He laid out the blanket, set his radio on his favorite station then laid back to read. Sean hadn't been reading long when he could hear Cocoa rearing, snorting and stamping about. Normally Cocoa was content to graze so something was wrong. "What could have him riled up?" Sean thought, as he lay his book aside and went to investigate. At first he didn't see anything that would cause Cocoa to be agitated, then he realized there was someone standing back under the trees. Sean began to walk towards the trees but stopped short. There was a beautiful woman standing there. She was covered from head to toe in a flowing almost see-through cover up. Her string bikini didn't cover much. He couldn't see her eyes because of her shades. But still, she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. She had long brown hair flowing in the wind, with just a tint of red highlights. As Sean stopped, she began walking towards him. Sean felt a swelling within his loins just looking at her. Not realizing he had done so, he reached out his hand to her. While removing her shades she put her hand in his. Her eyes were the darkest brown he had ever seen. Sean was captivated. It had been a long time since he had seen such a beautiful woman. He judged her to be around 35, perfect for me, he thought. Without saying a word he led her toward the beach. He kept finding himself drawn to her eyes and hair. He wanted to say something but found his mouth wouldn't work. He just kept looking into her eyes. Finally, he opened his mouth to speak but instead of saying anything found himself drawn to her mouth. "She has such a beautiful kissable mouth," Sean thought. He found himself slowly leaning towards her lips, he had to taste her and feel her tongue on his. She opened her mouth to him as he slid his tongue in. She emitted a deep sensual moan driving Sean to want her even more. He pulled her to him. She was taking his breath away. This woman held him captive with her beauty and passion. A woman hadn't turned Sean on for a very long time. He couldn't understand why she had such an affect on him. He found himself wanting to take this woman in every way she would have him. He released her mouth and slowly let his tongue glide down her throat. She was looking down at him with a look of pleasure in her eyes. "Did he dare go lower?" he thought. He looked into her eyes and took her hand and led her to his blanket on the beach. As they each lowered to the blanket, he slowly pushed her covering to the side. What had tantalized him through the sheer fabric now made him gasp with pleasure. He started again where he had left off. He let his tongue glide to her breasts. Her breasts were large and tight with large succulent nipples. Even if she never allowed him to touch her further he could suckle at her breasts for hours. He looked up at her while he suckled her breasts. He wanted to fill her with his manhood, but not quite yet. He looked into her eyes as he slowly slid her thong off to reveal the sweetest mound he had ever seen. She was already wet and dripping from desire. Sean knew he had done this to her and moaned with deep guttural pleasure. He looked into her eyes then slowly took her mouth again. Now that she was lying down he could slowly arouse all her senses. Oh how we wanted to tantalize and tease her and take her to the top. He slowly released her mouth and slid his tongue down to her heaving breasts and suckled once again. He loved her breasts, and her nipples responded so nicely to his touch. As he slowly released her nipples he heard her gasp and made his way down her stomach towards her seeping loins. He wanted to taste all the sweet nectar he was bringing forth. He touched his tongue upon her swollen clit and felt her arch beneath him as he heard her audible gasp. The arching of her hips turned up his fire and passion. He wanted to make her scream out with pleasure with every flicking of his tongue. He slowly put his fingers into her succulent moist caverns stroking her while sucking and tickling her clit with his tongue. He could tell by her breathing she was close to an orgasm. Slowly he let his tongue drop down into her sweet nectar. She arched to his tongue and gasped, moaning with pleasure. He wanted to fill her with his manhood but didn't want to take her too soon. He stopped using his tongue and spoke to her for the first time. "Are you ready for me to enter you? At her nod he could wait no longer. He positioned himself above her and slowly began to fill her with his hard swollen shaft. He looked down at her as he heard her gasp as if in pain. He had thought she was very tight. He had broken her hymen. He stopped and looked into her face again upon realizing what he had done. She looked around his age, how could it be that she had been a virgin. For the first time he felt a little unsure of what he should do. He stopped with his swollen cock within her, wanting her more now than he had before. He looked into her face and said, "Was this your first time with a man, for that is how it felt?" With tears in her eyes she nodded and put a finger to her lips as if to stop his apologies. Laying her head down, she arched once again to him. He started slowly to move within her, feeling her reacting to his cock. He knew he was about to bring her to orgasm. He could feel his cock swelling as he became engorged and knew he was soon reach climax too. He looked down at her and asked, "Do you want me to fill you or pull out?" She didn't answer, just kept arching up to him. Finally he could feel her spasms upon his cock and could hold it back no longer. He filled her with his seed. He was in awe of what had happened. He had taken a virgin and didn't even know her name. In fact, she had never spoken at all. He heard her moans of pleasure and cries of release as he had ridden her to climax. Sean started to slide out and get up. She put her hand upon his back and pulled him back to her laying his head upon her breast. They lay there together for some time. Finally he lifted his head and once again to look into her eyes. She was lying there asleep beneath him. She was so beautiful, but he still didn't know her name. In fact, she had not spoken. Other than her cries and moans of pleasure, he had heard nothing from her at all. Sean slowly got up from her and covered her with his towel. He ran to the water to clean off. When he returned she was awake. He reached out his hand to her and she once again put hers in his and he led her to the water. They romped and played in the water but still, she did not speak. Occasionally he would hear a cry of glee but no other sound. After romping for a bit in the water they returned to the blanket. Sean dried her off then used her already wet towel to dry himself. Sean was enjoying the day with this enchanting woman but she still had not spoken to him. That he was having trouble understanding. He cleared his throat took her hand in his, looked her in the eyes and said, "Dear lady I have made love to you, taken your virginity, and frolicked with you and yet have I to hear your voice. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I don’t understand why you won't speak to me. I have enjoyed all the time we have spent together, will you please tell me your name?" The lady continued to look in his eyes and wanted so much to speak to him but knew she could not. She looked away from his eyes with tears forming in hers and shook her head. Sean said, "Are you unable to speak, are you a mute?" Once again she looked into his eyes, now with tears running down her cheeks and shook her head again." Now Sean was really confused. Why couldn't this gorgeous woman speak to him? Sean finally took her hand and led her to the blanket again and they both sat down. He had her lay on her stomach as he began to massage her body. Oh how he wanted to take her once again. But now he had come out of his dream world and knew he couldn't get away with that. He couldn't for the life of him understand why she had let him take her, especially as she was a virgin. He had become lost in thought when he heard her moaning. She was turning over and taking his hand moved it to her once again heaving breasts. He wanted to make love to her once again and fill her. He hadn't wanted a woman for a very long time. He was once again making deep passionate love to her; reveling in her passion when suddenly he stopped and quickly withdrew from her. What was he doing? He hadn't been with a woman since his wife's death. And now, he had taken this beautiful woman, taken her virginity and was about to take her again without even knowing who she was. He looked into her eyes and could see the question in her eyes. He said, "I'm sorry, I can't believe I am doing this to you. I can't explain what has happened to me today, hell I don't understand it myself." Sean turned away from those hauntingly beautiful eyes and said. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me," and reached and covered her with the towel. I don't even know your name and I truly can not explain what happened to me to cause me to take you." He chanced looking into her eyes again and could see the tears running down her beautiful face. He wanted to kiss those tears away and make love to her once again but he couldn't. He needed to tell her something first. "Beautiful lady, I need to explain something to you before I can allow myself to touch you again. I was married to a beautiful woman who looked like you. On our way home from the wedding we had a car accident and she was killed. I've never been with a woman since. I was so much in love with her that I couldn't bring myself to go through the pain of loosing anyone again. I chose instead to remain alone. The only thing I can say to explain what has happened between us is that you look like her and I allowed my heart to lead me into making love to the only woman I have ever loved in my life." Hope lay there listening and knew now that she could speak. "Sean, you can awaken from you dream now, for I am your wife. I did not die in the accident as you were told. I was in a coma for a very long time and when I awakened, I was alone. I didn't know who or where I was. When I asked any questions, I was always told that no one knew who I was. All anyone knew was that I had come there in a coma and had been there for a very long time. I had had a head injury but that had already healed before they had seen me. All they did was take care of me." Hope was watching Sean's face as she continued her story. "Once I was able to get about, I was introduced to the modern world. Since they had said I had a head injury, I started looking in the archives of newspapers online. Finally I found what I was looking for. It was a clipping about a young man and woman who had married and on their wedding night had been in an auto accident and the woman had died. There was a picture of the couple. I finally knew who I was." Sean was still looking into her face and she could see him studying her features. "I have been doing all I can to learn about you, and to find out about myself. I needed to know if you had ever remarried. I found out you bought this beautiful house on the shore. You have isolated yourself from the rest of the world even though you have continued to lead an otherwise normal life. Once you have left work, you have stayed to yourself." Sean was still looking at her and she could tell he needed to say something and said, "Please Sean, talk to me, I know you can't believe what I am saying is true but, I promise you it is. You are welcome to check out my story if you wish. I have finally been able to put the pieces together and remember who I am." Sean could stand it no longer. He was so full of questions he didn't know where to start. Suddenly he burst out with, "How? Why? What?" and then stood there just looking at her again. He didn't know how what she was saying could be true but looking into her eyes, he knew she spoke the truth. Now he knew why he had wanted her so much. She was indeed the only woman he had ever loved. Even after all this time his heart had not let go of all the love he felt. Sean reached out his hand to her as he had done before and, without a word she once again put hers in his. He continued to look her in the eyes as he once again led her back to the blanket. Now he would make love to her as he had wanted to on their wedding night, and had earlier, only now, he knew he was making love to the woman he had always loved. She had been a virgin when he met her and she was still a virgin when she returned. Oh how he loved this woman. He lay her on her back and started kissing her again. This time if was with full understanding and with all the love he had kept locked up inside him all those many long years. Sean kissed her so deeply that he could feel her melting in his embrace. He kissed her lips, forehead, eyes and cheeks. He couldn't kiss her enough. He wanted her to know all the love that he felt for her. He let his tongue glide along her neck and then down her throat. He kissed her chest then passionately suckled at her breast. He slid his tongue beneath her breast and heard her gasp as her hips arched to him. Her breath becoming labored drove him on in his passion. He touched her stomach with his tongue and felt her quiver. Sean couldn't get enough of this wonderful woman who had been his only love. He stole a glance at her face and saw the look of love, passion and contentment there. He continued on in his passion totally consuming her as she was consuming him. Once again he had reached her sweet mound and entered her with his tongue. She gasped and cried out in ecstasy as he continued to probe and lick. He wanted to give her all the love he had kept inside all those years. Slowly, he mounted her and watched her face as she gave herself once again to him. He rode her with wild abandon reveling in the love he now felt. He felt her first spasms as she was brought once again to climax then finally allowed himself release. His whole body shook with the passion he now released. Unable to hold himself up he once again laid upon her breast. Neither of them spoke, as they lay there reunited in passion and love. Sean and Hope lay there for some time totally engulfed in their love. They abruptly returned to their senses, as they heard voices on the beach. Sean scrabbled to cover them just as the sunbathers came upon them. They looked into each other's eyes and laughed. Once they finished dressing under the towels, they went for another romp in the lake. It had been a wonderful day. Sean and Hope packed up their belongings and headed back to Cocoa then home. For the first time in his life, Sean was looking forward to going home, for now, he had everything he had ever dreamed of. Love on the Beach I'm Molly, a 21 year old girl. I'm a beautiful girl with long hair and a beautiful figure. People say I have long legs, and I love my b-cup breasts. Let's just say I felt pretty confident in the girl's locker room. However, the problem was, I wasn't very confident outside of it. I had chosen to stay abstinent when I was young. I thought that I would meet the right guy pretty quickly. I didn't. I live with my parents. I didn't have any plans after graduation, so I just stayed with my parents. Besides, it wasn't like I needed to work. My parents provided everything for me. I had a very perfect life. Except for the fact that I was still single. I think guys had thought me a prude for choosing to stay pure before marriage, but it wasn't that at all. I just wanted to find the right guy and well, I never did in high school. Of course, that all changed on my special day. The day was the 9th of October, 2012. It was my 19th birthday. Everybody gave me gifts – clothes, books, a volleyball, etc. - but my parents' gift was my favorite gift. My dad pulled me aside during my party and said to me, "Dear, we decided to go on a tour to London as your birthday gift." My parents liked to spoil me, but this was a surprise. I was so happy. The very next day, we set out for London. We reached London in the late afternoon. We hired a taxi went directly to the beach resort where we would be staying for the weekend. That was all we had time for the first day, to be honest. The next day was a new morning and it would become the most important day of my young life. Since we were at a beach resort, we decided to take full advantage of our location and go to the beach that day. I wore a two piece red bikini, which has strings that tie on both hips in little bows. Mom wore a black bikini that otherwise was pretty basic and dad was in his swimming trunks, of course. Mom was tall, slim and very sexy. Dad says I resemble Mom. I think he might be right. Dad looked hot too, actually. He had a good build, with broad shoulders and a strong jawline. He had just a little bit of grey on his temples, but it just made him look better. He and mom loved to stay in shape. When my left foot touched the sand, I felt a shock of excitement in my heart. It was going to be an amazing day. We had to rub sun tan lotion all over our bodies before starting. My skin was glossy and beautiful by the time we were done. Dad rubbed some lotion all over mom while she helped me out. I got to cover Dad with it. I loved the feel of his shoulders. It reminded of when I was younger and he would give me piggy-back rides. After that, Mom spread a towel on the sand and sat down on it. Dad quickly joined her. I went straight for the water. I could tell that people were looking at my body and I thought I saw a few guys eyeing, of course, my boobs. I smiled at them in my mind. I honestly wouldn't mind if one or two of them approached me. That would have been a great birthday present. Unfortunately, none of them did. I walked along the edge of the water for some time. I came back to where my parents were and I saw mom lying on her chest topless with lotion on her back. Dad asked me if I was enjoying my special day. I smiled and said yes. I went and walked on the sand again. I was enjoying the beautiful day, the sight of the ocean, and, of course, the feeling of eyes watching me. I loved feeling beautiful. But the temptation of the ocean was too much. I wanted to go in. So, I ran back to my parents. I asked them to come swim with me, but mom refused. She just wanted to sun tan. She told dad to go keep me company. After all, it was my birthday. So my dad and I headed for the water. He warned me as we went in: "Be careful of the bigger waves. They can really knock you down." I laughed at him for being such an old man. He replied, "You better watch it, or I might knock you down too." I retorted, "Like you could." That was it for my dad. He smiled and dove on me, dunking me under the water. I came up spluttering and he said, "I told you to watch out or those big waves." I just splashed him as a reply. "Watch it," he said. I couldn't help myself. I splashed him again. So he dunked me again and held me under a little. I tried punching him in the leg, but underwater, that doesn't work too well. I got lucky though – I missed his leg and hit him in a sensitive spot. He immediately released me. I came up coughing and laughing at the same time. "Hey, you be careful down there, Missie," he warned. I just laughed at him. "Anyways, I better get back to your mother. You have fun out here and remember: watch out for those big waves." He seemed a little eager to get away from me. I wondered why. He had kind of, well, not a frightened look on his face after I hit him, but rather a shocked look. I guess he just didn't expect me to be so feisty. I was enjoying the water immensely when suddenly I saw a huge wave came out of nowhere. I tried to control myself by diving down, but it only partially worked. I saved my head from the strength of the wave, but my bikini bottom took the full blow. The wave stripped it right off! I was so disoriented after the wave, I didn't even realize it for a minute or two. My bottom half was totally naked! I could not come out of water. I had to find it. I frantically search for my bikini bottom, but they were nowhere to be found. I couldn't come out of the water without it, I absolutely refused to do that. I just couldn't do it. I felt so embarrassed. What was I going to do? I had never been naked in public before. Sure, the locker room was one thing. But this was a public beach. Guys were here. My family was here. I tried again to look for my bikini bottom, but it was just gone. I hoped nobody would swim out to me. It would be so embarrassing if someone found out I was naked. But I had to come out sooner or later. After treading water and looking for my bikini for a while, I decided that there was nothing that could be done. I had to come out. I would just make a beeline for my parents and the towels. So I covered my pussy with my hands and got back out of water. Pretty soon, people started noticing me. After all, I was bare assed and clutching my pussy. They started laughing at me and I could do nothing but turn totally and completely red. My dad saw me first and called mom over. She wrapped the towel around her boobs and sat up as quickly as humanly possible. I told them everything that happened as I stood there, still clutching my pussy. I couldn't even look them in the eye, I felt so embarrassed. Mom, clearly trying to make me feel better, said, "Don't be embarrassed. Look, I'm topless too. Nobody knows us here and we'll be gone tomorrow, so enjoy it! You can be naked if you want to be." She took off her towel as she said it. My mom is a little more well-endowed than me and people weren't laughing around us anymore. They were ogling. I thought my dad would be jealous at this point, but he was just staring down at me, a curious look in his eyes. I thought mom was right. So I moved my hands from my pussy and untied my bikini top. My mom said suddenly, in a tone of surprise, "Honey, you shave!" I turned bright red again. I had started shaving pretty early on, after I heard some other girls talking about it in high school. I thought I looked sexier shaved. Besides, now that I had started, I felt better when I was smooth down there anyway. Of course, my parents had never known about this. So now it was mom's turn to feel a little embarrassed. But she quickly recovered, saying, "Don't worry, it's more hygienic anyway." As she said this, I looked at dad to see what he though. I couldn't help but notice his erection. A brief thought passed through my mind of the other guy's looking at my boobs and I felt a little rush of excitement. I didn't know why. Anyway, there I was, totally naked for all the world to see. Some people laughed while others tried to ignore me. That's how I spent my entire day, naked. I was very lucky that nobody complained to the police. To be honest, I think all of them enjoyed the view. I never felt brave enough to venture back into the water, but I stayed by my mom's side and did some naked sun tanning. Dad didn't really know what to do with himself. He walked around, went swimming a couple of times, but eventually, he always ended up right back with me and mom. And every time he did come back, I noticed that he got an erection. A few times, I thought I caught him staring at my ass or at my boobs while he was getting hard. But it couldn't be. In fact, he seemed to be trying to avoid looking at me. I understood. It had to be a little awkward being next to your naked nineteen year old daughter. It was a little awkward for me as well. I was trying to avoid looking at other people who I knew were looking at me. Even if I just thought about those onlookers, I would turn a little red. So I understood why dad would want to avoid looking at me. I could look at him though. Which I did. Being naked was liberating, in a way. I felt a little bolder and a little more fulfilled, despite being a virgin. I felt older too. Older people were more in charge of what they did with their bodies. Besides, even though I was too ashamed to make eye-contact with anybody staring at me, I did like the thought of some guys being unable to tear their eye off me. So, instead of looking at them, and being a little embolden by my own nudism, I looked at mom and dad instead. Well, really, mostly at dad. Like I said, he was a pretty good looking guy with his grey hair and goatee and chest hair and broad shoulders. But for the first time in my life, I wasn't looking at those parts of him. I was looking at his erection. I don't know why, but it got me excited, every time I stole a glance. Laying there in the sand, I got the feeling that I wanted to touch myself, but I didn't. I did have some restraint in public, after all. I felt a little bit weird that I was looking at my dad's erection, but I was just looking and there was no harm in that. Besides, it wasn't like he was naked or anything. And he was doing his very best not to look at me. That night, after we had (finally) gotten dressed, I wished my parents good night at the door to their room and went into my room alone. I immediately got naked. I had some unfinished business to do. I sat down on the chair. It felt cold on my ass and I loved it. Now, I had masturbated a little before. I had long discovered that rubbing my pussy was a good way to relieve some stress. But I had never really made an evening of it. Maybe that's why I didn't do it that much. That night, though, was going to be different. I had felt excited all day and now I needed to let some of that excitement out. I started by just playing with my tits a little. I had a mirror in front of me and I liked the way they looked. They deserved some attention. So I started twisting my own nipples. I cupped each breast and squeezed them hard. Pretty soon, my nipples were rock hard and sticking out. I couldn't help myself – my boobs looked even better like that. The cold, air-conditioned room probably helped a little. I slowly snaked my hand down my stomach to my pussy. I wanted to keep myself excited and I knew that patience was needed for that. I just left my hand resting on my pussy for a bit while the other continued to play with my breasts. Then, I started exploring my folds a little bit more. I didn't rub myself or finger myself yet, just explore. God, it got the blood pumping. I couldn't contain myself and I started to rub my pussy. It was already soaked in my own juices. I made small circles at first and got faster and faster. My breathing quickened. The excitement had built up to a tipping point now, but I still hadn't let it go. I needed penetration. So then I stuck a single, solitary finger into my own pussy. I couldn't restrain a gasp that bordered on a moan from escaping my lips. God that felt good! I let my finger do some work, but I needed more. I stuck a second finger inside and then I really started pumping. My breath was ragged at that point. I tried to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming, but god, it felt amazing. I started to moan, not loudly, but just enough so that I wouldn't let out a scream. I didn't want anybody in the hall to hear me. I stopped my other hand from grabbing my own boobs and I slipped it down to rub my clit while my right hand did the work pumping in and out of my pussy. Oh, it felt like heaven. It was the best birthday present I had ever given myself. I was just gushing juices right then. Even my left hand, which wasn't the one I was fingering myself with, was had gotten wet with my juices. A thought occurred to me, even in my semi-frenzy. I had never tasted myself before and now, tonight, my 19th birthday and my naked day, I wanted to do something naughty. I wanted to taste myself. I slowed my fingering pace as I lifted my own pussy juice to my mouth. I stuck one of my fingers into my mouth and oh, I couldn't believe it: it tasted good. At least, it made me feel good, feel excited again. I felt a little more juice come out of my pussy as I sucked on my own finger, "MMMM." I really couldn't help myself. That's when I heard my door creak open. I froze, one hand still in my pussy, the other still in my mouth and me, still stark naked. The only other people who had a key to my room were my parents. "Honey?" I heard my dad ask. I couldn't move. I was petrified. "Honey?" he repeated, his tone softening. I opened my eyes and tried to cover myself, but it really was no use: he knew exactly what I had been doing. I was completely red once again. My dad seemed to be more concerned about how I was feeling than with what I was doing. "Oh honey, I thought as much. Don't worry, it's perfectly natural what you're doing. It's actually what I came in here to talk to you about." "You wanted to talk to me about what?" "I wanted to talk to you about today. You know, about what happened at the beach." "Oh." I felt like I was about to get scolded. I wished I could go and grab some clothes, but my dad had sat down and I didn't want to get up and bare more of myself to him. "Honey, I know that what you did today probably felt pretty good, but I just wanted to come in her to remind you that you are a grown woman. People weren't just looking at you...they were looking at you. You have to be careful about who you show your body to or you might attract some unwanted attention. I mean, at home, by yourself, like right now, that's fine. Even in front of your mom and me, it's fine. But be careful when trusting a stranger with your body. They might not love you as much as we do." I just nodded. I really just wanted him to go away so I could get dressed, but I did understand his tone. He just wanted to protect me. I couldn't help but notice, even at this absurd time, that my dad's jeans were stretched a little tight. Was I turning him on? "People notice that you are beautiful," he continued, "but some people will try to take advantage of that. You never know who is going to notice. He might be nice, he might not." "Daddy, I get it," I said. "I mean, you understand what I'm saying, right? Even I couldn't help but notice, and I'm your father. You've got to be careful, Molly. You will be more careful, right?" I stared at him. So I had turned him on. For some reason, that made me feel warm inside. I mean, my dad was pretty hot and he had a pretty hot wife. I couldn't believe I had managed to turn him on, "What do you mean, you noticed me?" He was the one turning red now, "Well, you know, I just saw how beautiful you had become. I mean, look, let's just say I was pretty proud of my little girl today." My dad's praise made my special day even better. I couldn't contain myself and I got up and hugged him, momentarily forgetting my nakedness. I squeezed him tight; I could feel my boobs pressed up against his broad chest. He just sat there for a while, I think a little shocked about the hug. But eventually he stood up and put his arms around me too. He wrapped his hands around my back, above my butt, but close enough so that I suddenly remembered that I was naked. I also could now feel the bulge in his jeans. I giggled a little. "What, honey? What is it?" dad asked. "It's just...well, I can feel your dick," I said. "And that makes you laugh?" "I just didn't expect it to be so....well, big!" He looked at me. It was a searching sort of look. "Honey, that's not the sort of thing you laugh at. And believe me, you'll probably see one or two that are bigger. I'm pretty average, if I have to be honest." It was a pretty weird thing for a dad to say, to be honest, but I was more preoccupied with something else he said. "What do you mean, you're average?" "You know, an average length and size. I'm not that big," he looked a little uncomfortable as he said it. But I was the one who was really feeling uncomfortable. I had just remembered how inexperienced I was. I could feel myself starting to turn red, so I tried to cover my face with my hands. "What is it honey? I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable," said my dad. "No, it's just, well, I've never seen one before." "What?" We hadn't broken our hug until that point. He looked at me, a little startled. "You mean to tell me that my beautiful little girl reached her 19th birthday and hasn't even seen a penis before?" For some reason, I felt a little ashamed. I just shook my head no. He saw that I felt uncomfortable and his tone softened. "I'm just surprised, that's all. It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just hard to believe that someone like you could go through all this time and not see one." "But I haven't daddy! And I want to." I don't know why I said the last part, but it was true. He sat there for a moment, quiet, just looking at me. Finally, he asked, quietly, "Well, do you want to see mine?" After the initial shock of surprise faded, I felt a rush of excitement in my hips. "Yes," was all I said. My dad, after a moment of hesitation, started to unbuckle his shorts. I almost started shaking with excitement. He pulled out his still erect cock. I guess it was average, but to me, it looked big. I couldn't understand how something like that could fit inside of me. He stood there, with his shorts around his knees, before offering, "Do you want to touch it? Go ahead." I couldn't take my eyes off of it as I wrapped me hand around it. It was warm and I could feel a faint pulsing. I ran my hand gently down the length of it. My dad shuddered a little bit. I looked up at him. He had his eyes closed. He hadn't said anything though, so I figured it was okay if I took a closer look. I knelt down. There was a little dot of liquid on the tip. It looked so full. My hand kept unconsciously stroking up and down. All of the sudden, my dad's hand was on the back of my head and I felt him push me towards his dick. I didn't really resist – I felt like I wanted to go forward anyway. I opened my mouth and put the tip in. It had a slightly salty taste, but I felt a rush of excitement. I think I was getting wet again. I knew this was wrong, that I shouldn't be doing it, but I couldn't stop myself. Nor could I stop my dad, who groaned as he pushed me farther down his dick. I tried to fit more in my mouth. I still had a little bit to go and my dad kept pushing. I started to panic a little bit as my nose touched his pubic hair. I tried to say something and I put my hands on his knees, but I just choked a little bit. He released me as soon as he heard it. I pushed myself off of him and took a couple of deep breaths as I looked up at him, still kneeling down between his knees. He looked wild, "I'm so sorry honey, I didn't mean to do that, oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Love on the Beach "It's okay daddy," I said, "I wanted to." I wiped my mouth off as I said it. "What?" I didn't respond. I liked how it felt, having a dick in my mouth. It made me feel excited and adventurous. I wasn't about to stop. I took a deep breath and wrapped my mouth around his dick again. He gasped in surprise. I went a little bit slower without his hand, just bobbing up and down on the end for a while, but I wanted to go all the way down. I wanted to try. Breathing through my nose, I lowered myself down his cock. My nose tip touched his hair again and I tried to go a little further. I could feel his dick in the back of my mouth and I could feel that familiar sensation of wanting to gag. I withdrew a bit and went back to sucking on the end. I loved this. I wanted him to feel good. I felt good. I touched my pussy with my left hand. It was wet. I started rubbing myself as I wrapped me right hand around dad's dick. I stroked his dick for a bit while I got my breath back. But I wanted him inside my mouth. So I tried again. I lowered myself back down his cock until I felt my nose in his hair again. I wanted to gag and I didn't think I could go further when I felt dad's hand on the back of my head again. He pushed me just a bit further so that my nose was literally buried in his hair. I gagged a little. I had never had something so deep in my throat before. I couldn't breathe with all that hair. He released me and I took myself off of his cock so I could breathe. My chest heaved and I guess it was too tempting for dad. He grabbed one of my boobs and massaged it a little. "Oh Molly," he breathed. I kept stroking his cock with my right hand the whole time. My left was busy rubbing my own pussy. I was definitely going to finish myself off after dad left again. But I wanted to get him down by myself. It was a strange goal for me, but I needed to do it. I put the end of his dick in my mouth again. I savored it for a moment, sucking on it like some sort of thick straw. I bobbed up and down a little, each time going farther and farther down his shaft. I started making little gagging noises as I went down each time, but it was manageable. Right as my nose touched his hair for the third time, I heard him groan and he grabbed my head and held it still. Something thick and salty shot into my mouth. I wasn't ready for it and I coughed when I felt it hit my throat. Some of it dribbled out of my mouth. I tried to take it in, but I couldn't. I coughed again and almost all of it spilled out. My dad was still. I didn't really know what to do, so I ran my tongue along the tip of his dick, trying to get the last of his juices inside so that they would run down my chin like the rest. Finally, he pulled his dick out of my mouth. "Honey, I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I lost control." I looked up at him and laughed, "Dad, are you kidding? That was the best birthday present ever!" He smiled at me, "Okay honey. Happy birthday. You better get cleaned up. Goodnight." He turned to leave before turning back to me, "And honey? Can I ask you one thing?" "Sure, daddy." "Please don't tell Mom about what happened between us. This is our little secret, alright?" "Of course, daddy." I would take this to my grave if I had to. I loved my dad. When he shut the door behind him, I looked at myself. I had his cum on my chin and chest. I probably should go shower, but I I couldn't help but think: if I liked my juices so much, what about his? I picked up a strand with my fingers and dangled it in front of me. For a moment, I felt like I shouldn't, but then I felt that rush of excitement and had to start touching my pussy again as I lowered the cum into my mouth. It didn't taste like much but I felt naughty doing it. I liked it. I had plenty more to clean up and one pussy to pleasure. I settled back into my chair. This had been a great birthday. The next day I, along with my parents, set out for home.