It’s A Relationship

You arch a brow, reposition yourself on the rock you’ve been perching on, feigning annoyance.

“Oh boy, let’s hear it”

A corner of his mouth lifts in a smirk and he leans back again, outs his cigarette and shifts his hips slightly.

Shaking his head and chuckling, he says “Come here,” in a familiarly quiet, commanding tone.

Sensing the shift, your stomach flops.

Gathering your senses, you glide as gracefully as you can manage over to him, his legs now spread to let you stand in between them.

“Such a pretty dress on a pretty girl,” he whispers as if to himself, holding the silken hem between his fingers. A touch of the sea breeze glides up underneath your dress, teases between your thighs.

“Thank you, Daddy”, you breathe, your cunt now throbbing against the silk also clothing it.

“Are you wearing panties?”

“Yeah”

“Let me see,” his eyes trailing up the length of you to look at your face.

You slowly bunch your dress around your hips, hesitating slightly at the thought of being caught on the semi-public beach. You can’t help but pulse a little more at the risk, the act of obeying him slipping you into submission.

He gazes at the midnight blue g-string, fabric pearly under the yellow moon. His nostrils flare and he licks his lips, reaching his thumb up to tap gently at your clit. The wetness gathered there makes the taps audible and you whimper. He licks at the pad of his thumb, sucks you off it.

“Fuck…such a sweet pussy, baby. Barely touched you and you’re slick for me.”

He does a firm tug and tucks the sliver of your underwear to the side, against your thigh, exposing you to the night air and his eyes. He doesn’t hesitate, pulling you even closer by your thighs and planting a kiss on your clit. You rest your hands on his broad shoulders, feeling the muscles ripple under your fingertips as you throw your head back, gasping.

He uses both thumbs to spread you, dragging his tongue from your hole to your clit, again and again. And again. Dips into your cunt and feels your walls clamp down on his tongue. Groans deep in his chest at your clenching, your sweet and soft taste. When he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking quickly, you feel yourself nearing your orgasm.

He pulls away. You whine at the sudden absence of stimulation, pouting as you jostle your feet.

“What do you say?” he demands, a warning tone in response to your brattiness.

“Can I cum please Daddy” you let out in a rush of words, aching.

“One more time baby…I didn’t quite catch that”

“Please I’d like to cum Daddy” louder now, your cheeks flaming with humiliation.

He hums and leans back in, sucking at your clit once more. His long finger ghosts the opening of your clenching hole, but never slides in. Between the teasing of his finger and the way his tongue and lips move against you, urgently, you’re gone. You moan loudly and gush into his mouth as your orgasm moves through your entire body. He holds you up easily, doesn’t stop.

“Thaaat’s a good girl. Cum for me just like that.”

His words give you a second wind and you climb a little higher, your climax intensifying. His mouth slows down but doesn’t leave you. He’s groaning and as your mind clears and you glance down, you see his large hand moving over the spot in his jeans holding his massive erection. He releases his hold on you once he knows you can stand on your own and unzips his pants, pulling his cock out. It’s long and thick, with veins running along the sides, one major vein running against the underside connecting to his balls. The tip is flushed pink and prominent. His thumb swipes at the precum at his tip and his hips buck up into his own touch.

“Come sit on Daddy’s cock, angel” he says, stroking himself languidly.

You straddle him in the chair and he lines his cock up with your entrance. As you move to slide down his length, he holds you immobile for a moment, teasing his tip from your hole to your clit.

“You want it so bad, don’t you? But I thought you wanted to go to sleep? What happened?” he mocks, faux pouting in response to your whines, still running his cock along your slit.

“I’m not sleepy anymore” you say ashamedly

He bellows out a laugh, so at ease as if his insistent erection weren’t pressed right where you wanted it most.

“Ok baby” he says simply, pulling you halfway down his cock. You moan wantonly, gripping his shaft with your cunt. His eyes flutter slightly at the sensation and he grips the back of your head to pull you into a kiss. His tongue moves to open your mouth up, dancing against yours. He bites at your bottom lip, sucking it towards him before releasing it. And then he puts his hands on your hips to pull you down the remainder of his length.

“Please” is all you can gasp out, as the fullness knocks the air out of you. He smirks at your helplessness, grinding his hips up to meet yours. The sounds of his thrusts and your wetness turn you on even more and you bear down to meet his grinding.

“That’s it. Grind on my cock and make me cum”

You quicken your pace and lean in for more of his kiss. Gripping your jaw as he plants his feet in the sand, he makes you look right at him.

“Tongue out”

You loll your tongue out, cheeks still squished together in the huge grip of his hand. His eyes darken as he spits on your tongue. You feel his cock flex in your cunt at the sight. You know better than to move, waiting for his next command. He’s in no rush, continuing to pound into you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head for just a moment at the feeling of your cunt tightening even more. When his eyes refocus he lets go of your jaw, both hands gripping your hips once more, hard enough to leave bruises.

“Swallow” he grunts lowly.

You swallow and stick your tongue back out to show him. He nods without saying anything, his pace becoming more erratic. His hips buck once, twice, before you feel the pump of cum up against your cervix. His groan is long and drawn out as his pretty face scrunches with the force of his orgasm. His breath slows as his hips still against you. He fans a hand across your cheek, thumb pulling gently at your lips.

“What do you say?”