A Cruise with my Daughter Part 3 by robdcruz

I woke to the sound of my cabin door closing. I looked over and saw that the bed was empty and lay there slightly embarrassed that the last thing Keiko saw was a passed out old man with his flaccid dick (impressive as it might still be). A bit of panic spread in my stomach at the thought that this hot, young, Asian goddess would regret her night of rough sex with an old man and rush to tell her father.

Fuck. Or tell her new best friend – my daughter.

Fuck. My daughter. Who isn’t back yet. Meaning she slept elsewhere. What was I even going to say to her when she got back? First things first. I have to get ready and clean up. I can’t have her coming home to see the same sight Keiko just saw as she was leaving. I jumped in the shower and put on some clothes. The warm water had done well to clear my head.

OK. so last night was just a passionate mistake. If she finds out and wants to tell her mother, she should. I can deal with whatever comes. I’m still her dad and always will be.

The sound of the door opening shattered most of the resolve I had just been building up. I exited the bathroom to see Tiffany walk in and kick off her shoes. Sure enough, she was dressed in the same clothes she had left in the night before.

“Hi, Dad,” is all she said without making eye contact before getting in the shower.

‘Probably washing the cum off her chest,’ bellowed an evil voice inside.

I had to keep my cool. I will follow her lead and try to make everything OK.

Tiffany got out of the shower and after picking some clothes, went back into the bathroom to get dressed. When she came out she was wearing one of her own bathing suites; a sensible bikini. Nothing scandalous.

“Going for a swim?” I asked hesitantly.

“Yea, I figured we would go to the pool like usual, no?”

‘We.’ So I’m included in her plans. Maybe she has no idea what happened last night.

“Yea, sure. Maybe some breakfast first.” She granted me a smile in agreement and relief washed over me. Things seemed to be OK. But I didn’t feel right ignoring that she had been somewhere last night. “About last night…,” I started.

Tiffany turned her head quickly and locked her eyes on mine. “We aren’t going to talk about last night. It’s not your business.” She then turned and walked out.

Ice flowed through my veins and the dread pit grew in my stomach. Tiffany had sent a clear signal to back off. She wanted to keep things neutral and would spend time with me, but her personal life was off limits. Could I do that? Wasn’t I entitled to something as her father?

I sighed. I knew I couldn’t be that guy. I had always internally mocked my friends who were the type of men who needed to control the women in their lives in order to feel strong. Besides, last night I tried to put my foot down and that drove her straight out the door. I had raised this girl with spunk and confidence, and this was the result. I could hardly be mad. But I couldn’t help still feel conflicted. A father’s battle between an ability to trust and a desire to protect is a hard one. Once this cruise was over, I wouldn’t have to worry about this anymore. Ultimately I trusted her ability to make decisions.

I found her at breakfast and joined her at the table. We sat and eventually the ice between us chilled. As the morning went on, things felt more normal again. We swam in the pool, drank and lounged. While there was clearly some tension, it was at least a start.

At one point, Tiffany had gone to the bar to get drinks as I lay with my eyes closed. I heard someone sit in the lounger next to me, but didn’t know who it was until I heard the voice. “Hey Steve, mind if I join you?”

I opened my eyes to see that Jon had already made himself at home in the lounger next to me. A ball of rage bubbled up inside. I sat up and turned to him. “Are you serious?” Tiffany and I might have to deny things to get by, but I didn’t have to do it with this guy.

Jon didn’t look shocked or defensive. He looked me in the eyes evenly. “Look, I know I should have talked with you first about your daughter, but she said she wanted to be the one who spoke with you and I had to respect what she wanted. I guess, by your reaction, your talk didn’t go so well.”

“No, Jon. It didn’t go over well with me at all,” I said with a bit of sarcastic bile in my tone. “We were friends. Friends don’t try to fuck their friend’s daughters.”

Jon seemed taken aback, like I had offended him in some way. “Why are you so mad? She’s an adult and made an adult decision. And out of anyone, I think you can trust that I’m a pretty good guy.”

Is this guy for real? He was treating it like he borrowed my favorite golf clubs. I got ready to let him have it, but he interrupted me.

“I mean, I knew Keiko was safe with you last night. I was happier knowing that than thinking she was with some young nobody from the ship’s club.”

The cold water of guilt extinguished any fire that was rising in me. I could only stare at him stunned, unsure of what to even say. He knew Keiko had been with me? Did Tiffany know? To make matters worse, it was at that moment that Tiffany and Keiko joined us.

“Speak of the devils,” Jon said and stood with a broad smile. He and Tiffany shared a greeting kiss that was polite but felt like a slap across my face. Tiffany stayed by Jon’s side, with one arm around his waist.

“Hey dad. Keiko invited me to go with her and Jon to the spa right now.” This was a statement, not a question. My 18 year old daughter was informing me she was going to be spending time at a spa with her 40 year old fuck buddy.

Keiko chimed in. “You should come too, Steve. They do great massages. And the saunas are really relaxing.” Tiffany shot her a bit of a look of surprise.

I looked over to Jon and Tiffany, and couldn’t imagine spending time with them as some sort of couple. I wanted to rage, but knew it would just push her away more. “No, you go ahead,” I said flatly, and turned my head away. Keiko let out a disappointed sigh.

“Oh…OK,” Tiffany replied. I think she expected a bit of a fight and maybe was surprised at my acquiescence.

I stood up, unable to stand being there any longer. “I’ll see you for dinner then I guess.” Without waiting for a reply, I walked off toward the closest bar.

Thank god for cruise ship bars always being open despite the early hour. I spent the next couple hours drinking to forget. My vision got hazier and hazier and the weight on my shoulders got lighter.

Next thing I knew, I was waking up in an unfamiliar cabin. The room was a bit smaller than mine, with clothes strewn around the floor. Sunlight through the window told me it was probably some time in the mid-afternoon. I must have blacked out from the drinking. I suddenly became aware of something unmistakable in my hand. A tit. A massive one at that. I looked over the body next to mine and had to appreciate the voluptuous curves of the woman.

Her skin was tanned, with obvious tan lines across her breasts and sizable ass. Her tits were a healthy D cup at least, and she carried a slight belly that wasn’t unattractive, but instead made her just the more sexy. I took this all in while in a hungover haze as she turned and opened her eyes to see me looking her over. I recognized her immediately. It was the divorcee who had been trying to dance with me at the club our first night on the ship. She smiled at me.

“Well, good morning.” As she said this, she snaked her hand down to wrap it around my exposed dick. She gave me a quick kiss. “That was a lot of fun. Round 2?”

Although my dick had already started to respond to her touch, and a part of me really wanted to take her curves out for a ride, I pulled back. “Oh, I…uh. I’m sorry. I think I’ve made a mistake.”

The woman looked offended but then smiled at me. She lifted herself up a bit, and rested her head on her hand. Her heavy breasts sagged under their own weight, inviting me to grope them. She looked like a 1950s pin-up stretched out seductively on the bed. “You don’t remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk at the bar.”

A new low for me. I blacked out and fucked a stranger. “No, I’m sorry. I don’t remember anything.”

She laughed. “Well that’s a shame. Because I remember it all. You were quite the animal. You must have really been working something out because it was the roughest sex I’d ever had.”

Shame flooded me. What had I done? Flashes of me tearing off a cheap, drooping-neckline shirt and grasping at her giant breasts raced through my mind. Next an image of me pushing her down onto the bed and holding her hands above her head as I pounded her.

She saw the guilt and horror on my face. “Oh, don’t worry. I was game for it. But you went after my body and punished my pussy so hard.” As she said this, she ran a hand over her body, caressing her own breasts lovingly. She turned her body, so she could look down at her ass. “Yup, left me those marks too.” I looked down to see some bruising where I had obviously spanked her and grabbed her ass as I fucked her.

Seeing the aftermath of my anger made me feel even worse. I got up and stepped back a bit. In doing so I realized I was still naked and began to grab for some clothes.

The woman got up a bit and crawled to my side of the bed. She took a hold of my bunched up pants in my hand. “No, no. It’s OK. It was thrilling.” She looked up at me with submissive eyes. “How about we see if you can do it again, but sober this time?” With her free hand, she cupped my balls.

I pulled away, and began hastily putting my clothes on. “No. I’m sorry. You’re really sexy and all; and I am going to kick myself for doing this later, but I have to go.”

Without waiting, and with my shirt not even buttoned all the way, I rushed out of her room. I ignored the stares and giggles from other passengers who were witnessing my walk of shame. I made it back to my room and jumped in the shower to wash the shame off.

I lay on the bed in my towel, staring at the ceiling, trying not to rage or cry. I steadied my breathing and fell asleep. I woke to the sound of my room phone ringing. I picked it up and tried to sound alert. “Hello?”

“Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?” It was Keiko.

“No, no. It’s fine. What’s up?”

“I want you to come to dinner,” she said.

“What? I don’t think that is such a good idea. Listen, before…it was a mistake-.”

“Steve. Come on. We had fun and no one got hurt. I don’t think it was a mistake. But, I don’t want to get into that. I feel bad about how we left you today and it sounds like you’ve had an awful day so far. Just come to dinner so we can talk about it. Just me and you.”

Just us two? I couldn’t help but think that meant that my daughter would still be with Jon doing god knows what.

Whatever, I’m hungry anyway. I agreed to meeting her for dinner and got myself dressed.

Despite my anger at the situation, and knowing that getting any further involved with Keiko was against my better judgement, I still got ready for a nice night out. I dressed myself well, put cologne on; almost as if I was getting ready for a date. I had to acknowledge that some sick side of my brain was still wanting to impress this young girl.

I made my way to one of the ships nicer restaurants and was shown to the table where Keiko was already waiting. It was a small table, and the setting was intimate. Walking up the to table I couldn’t help but get a bit excited. From the back I could see she was wearing a sexy, backless dress that was floor-length with a slit that showed off a generous portion of her legs. Despite her short stature, the effect of the slit made her legs seem long and inviting. As I made my way around the table, she gave me a smile and I tried to maintain eye contact. But the front of the dress drooped down and exposed the sides of her tits. I had always been a big fan of the under-rated side boob.

I took my seat, thankful that any growing erection could be hidden under a dinner napkin.

“You clean up nice,” she said to me, joking.

“No so bad yourself,” I said, a little too flirtatiously.

Keiko giggled, and being that she was an 18-year-old girl who probably didn’t have an ounce of subtly to her gave a little shimmy-shake to made her natural tits jump around. “Thanks! Isn’t this hot?”

That immaturity aside, Keiko actually did a pretty good job of engaging me. I felt awkward at first and kept wanting to bring up what’s been going on with Tiffany, but she somehow would just steer the conversation to neutral waters. By the time we were finishing our second round of wine and tucking in to our main course, I realized that we had somehow ended up on a date.

The conversation and laughter felt easy. I reminded myself that this little sexed up girl had some hidden maturity- if her Harvard acceptance was any indication. She had got me talking about my work, my life before having Tiffany, and women I’ve dated before Tiffany’s mother. For her part, she told me about her interests, her hopes to study engineering, and her one serious relationship she had.

It was only after the third round of wine that she brought up recent events.

“Look, Steve. I know you feel bad, but I loved every minute with you. You can’t deny that we have great chemistry.”

“I know,” I replied. I was tipsy enough to admit it to her. “But it doesn’t matter. I’m married. And you’re so young.” I tried to keep my objections simple.

Keiko shifted a bit, and knowingly turned her body a bit to expose more of her breasts. “You can resist all you want…” I felt a foot rest on my dick under the table -“But I think you secretly love being with a young girl.” Despite the table’s small size, I was still impressed at how far she could reach. Her shoes were off, and she used her toes to gently graze my dick under the table. I shifted uncomfortably, but didn’t get up.

Keiko smiled at my discomfort. “I think you like being with someone that reminds you of your daughter.”

I felt a spike of anger and began to object. “Wait a minute-,” but I felt Keiko’s foot push harder into my cock.

“Shhh. It’s ok. I don’t mind. In fact, it was a huge turn on last night.” I began to speak, but she interrupted me and kept up the pressure with her foot. At this point there was no denying the effect she was having on me. I was rock hard under the table. She knew what she was doing with that foot of hers. “Just let go Steve. Enjoy your vacation. Far away from the rest of your life. You can go back later. But for now,” she released her foot, “Just enjoy me.”

I don’t know if it was the wine, or my hard on, but I couldn’t deny that I enjoyed playing this game with her. Keiko just had a way of drawing you in. A true seductress. “Okay young lady.” At my use of ‘young lady’ she perked up with a smile. “You sure you can handle me letting go?”

“I handled you fine last night… Daddy.” As she said this, she leaned back and somewhat discreetly ran her hands down her sides, grazing her breasts. “How about we leave the restaurant and find some dessert?”

“Where to?”

“Well old man. I rented a luxury room for the night. I knew where we would end up, so I came prepared. Follow me.” And without another word, she got up and walked away, expecting me to follow.

Which I did. Fucking Keiko. Always has the upper hand. I followed her as she led me to an area of the ship I hadn’t been before. As soon as we got into the elevator and the door closed, I pushed her against the wall, my knee between her legs. I kissed her deeply, and her body responded by grinding into mine. I pulled away. “You going to be to a good girl for me when we get to the room?”

Keiko kept one hand on my back to hold me close. “We’ll see. You going to be a good daddy for me?”

“What I am going to do to you, good daddies don’t do.”

The elevator opened, and she led me down a long corridor. I let myself be led, enjoying watching her ass in the dress. We eventually entered a large, luxurious room. It was crazy to think they had something like this on a ship. The space opened up to a large living area with a couch and glass panel walls with a generous balcony. Keiko walked through to the nearby bedroom. We stopped at the door and kissed deeply. I let my hands roam over her body and took in generous amounts of ass. God I love her ass. As her tongue explored my mouth, I drifted my hand up the slit in her dress and played with her pussy over her panties.

After a bit, she held my wrist and stepped back from me. “You missed our spa day earlier, so let’s get a bit more comfortable and get in the hot tub on the balcony.” As she said this she slipped off the dress and went into the closet to retrieve a bikini for herself. I followed her like a drooling dog.

“I didn’t bring my suit,” I said, knowing she knew that.

“Oh well. I guess you’ll have to just deal with what you have.

I stripped off my clothes and let her take in my body. She smiled approvingly at me and walked over to grip my cock. She led me to the hot tub as if my dick were a leash, and we settled into the pleasantly hot water. She made some adjustments and started the jets on full blast. Soon the tub was bubbling hard, making it difficult to see anything below the surface.

Keiko slid herself onto my lap and straddled me as we kissed. Her hips gyrated and gave my dick a good ride. The feel of her silky bikini was heavenly, but I wanted what was underneath. I made a move to slip her bikini off, but she stopped me.

“Not so fast. Let’s enjoy this. I’m going to make you a nice stiff drink. I like you when you are too drunk to think too hard.” She exited the tub and I watched her ass move as she went back inside to the bar.

Once she was gone, I looked out over the ocean. The water was dark and endless. I did my best not to overthink things. Just go with it, Steve. You are down the rabbit hole and will deal with consequences later. Might as well live it to the fullest. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of the heat and the jets.

I heard Keiko’s footsteps return. “Finally. I was starting to think too much. I am going to need that drink,” I said.

“Dad! You came!” I heard Tiffany say.

I almost jumped up in surprise, but realized I couldn’t without giving my daughter an eyeful of cock. Tiffany stood above me with Jon at her side. They both were wearing bathing suites and had drinks in their hands. “Tiffany, you’re here?” What was she doing in the suite?

Keiko walked up right behind them with my drink in her hand. “Steve, I told you they would be meeting us soon, didn’t I. How was the massage?”

Tiffany smiled at her friend. “Oh my god. It was so good. And they let us just relax afterward in their lounge. It was all so luxurious.” She sounded giddy.

Keiko smiled back. “That’s so great,” then turning to me said, “I know there’s been a lot of tension, so I suggested we all meet up and have a soak together to get past it.” Turning again to Tiffany. “When I explained it to your dad, he basically jumped at the chance to make up. He’s been so torn up about it all.”

All I could do was stare at all of them, trying my best to understand what was going on. Keiko, Jon and Tiffany all got into the hot tub and made groans of appreciation for the welcoming heat. As Keiko waded over to my side, the look in her eyes was pure evil mischief. She slid next to me and whispered, “Just go with the flow. It’s for the best, you know?” As she said this, she grabbed my dick and gave it a few hard squeezes, as if to remind me what a compromised position I was in.

I jumped a bit, drawing Jon and Tiffany’s attention. “Uh, ahem… Hi, sweetie. Tell me all about the spa.” This was all I could think of at the moment, and hopefully would get her talking while I thought of what to do. Jon smiled at me from across the water. The family resemblance between his daughter and he became much more clear in that moment. Devils the both of them.

Tiffany launched into giving me all the details of what the spa had to offer. As she did so, I felt Keiko’s hand creep over to my cock and begin to give it loving strokes. Above water, Keiko’s face remained interested in my daughter’s story. Under the water, I grabbed her wrist to stay her. What the fuck was she thinking? How far was she willing to go.

“Ow!” Keiko yelled. I immediately let go of her wrist in fear.

“Are you OK, Keiko?,” Jon asked, a bit concerned.

Keiko’s hand returned to my shaft. “Yes, dad. I think I just stubbed my toe on one of the jets or something.”

Tiffany continued her story and Keiko continued her stroking. She literally had me in the palm of her hand. My body responded as it naturally would to the stroking of an experienced, beautiful young girl. Thank god everyone in the tub was flushed from heat, masking my arousal.

“And dad,” Tiffany said in transition. Though transitioning from what in her story I had no idea. I could only focus on not revealing what was happening under the surface of the water. My daughter’s face was a bit serious but also appreciative. “I’m glad you have come around to Jon and I spending our time together. He really has been wonderful. Once you get past the age, I don’t think you have much to be upset about.” There was some emotion in her voice as she said this, and Jon held her close. They shared a long kiss, as if to show the depth of their short relationship.

Jon chimed in. “She really is a great girl, Steve. You should be proud of the girl you raised.”

My mind was a blur as I tried to not cum from Keiko’s stroking. “I–I just hope you’re happy,” I strained to say.

Jon looked over to me, “You OK, Steve?”

Keiko chimed in. “He’s OK. He’s just had a bit too much to drink at dinner.” Her fingers circled the head of my cock. “Tiffany, I think you should know, I told him everything.”

Tiffany suddenly looked concerned. “Everything? Wha-why?”

Keiko’s hand left my cock. She knew she had me prisoner and didn’t need the leverage. Plus, I was now lost again. What did she mean, she told me ‘everything?’

Keiko reassured her friend. “It came up during dinner, and I felt like he needed to know. But don’t worry, he is totally OK with it. More than OK actually. He said he’d been thinking a lot about it too.”

Tiffany looked at me skeptically. “Really? You have?”

Keiko’s hand returned to my hard shaft. This time with nails as a warning. I was so lost, all I could say was, “Yes, Keiko made it really clear for me.” Her nails relaxed on my shaft. I had to get out of here as fast as I could.

Tiffany’s eyes welled a bit. “Oh dad. That’s so great. I was so nervous.” She then floated to sit nearer to Keiko. I was suddenly acutely aware that my daughter was only inches away from my rock hard cock. “When Keiko and Jon first showed me, I was kind of scared. But when we were all together, it just made so much sense. The love we all felt was incredible.” Tiffany turned her face to Keiko and, to my surprise, they shared a deep and passionate kiss.

The sight was incredible and confusing. My daughter had never shown any interest in women before. Was she gay this whole time? Was that what everything with Jon was actually about? Just a cover for her relationship with Keiko?

Keiko’s hand returned to my shaft as she broke her kiss with my daughter. She kissed me and as she passed her tongue into my mouth I imagined I could taste Tiffany on her. The intensity of the experience and confusion was enormous and I surprised myself by giving in. I felt like I had been drugged and was no longer in control. Just going with the flow.

Keiko then broke our kiss and I looked to see that my daughter was now kissing Jon, who had moved close to her. So…bi then? Tiffany moved onto Jon’s lap and straddled him as they kissed. Keiko did the same to me and I felt the delicious feeling of her silky bathing suite sliding on my hard dick. Keiko leaned back and looked me in the eyes as she undid the clasp of her bikini, letting her beautiful breasts free. She guided my hand to them as she continued to grind onto me. I was fully in now, and I kneaded her tits, enjoying them in a way I hadn’t before. Gone was my anger and desire to take my misplaced anger out on her. The look in her eyes was of lust and love.

Then a familiar flash of mischief. I watched as Keiko turned her body, keeping her pussy firmly planted in my lap, and reached out to stroke my daughter’s back. I sat mesmerized, watching Jon and Tiffany kiss with Jon’s hand enjoying Tiffany’s toned ass. A mix of jealousy and appreciation filled me. I wanted to watch them but I also knew I wanted to be him too.

Keiko turned back to me, reached between her legs and pushed her bikini to the side. Even under the water in the hot tub I could feel the special warmth and slickness of her cunt. I could just look up at this beautiful girl as she expertly guided my cock into her. I moaned in pleasure as she wasted no time pushing herself to take my full length. I held on firm to her hips as I bottomed out in her.

Looking back at Keiko’s almond shaped eyes, I saw the mischief was still there. Locked into her as I was, I was helpless as she reached over to Tiffany and undid her bikini top. The bathing suit fell forward and Tiffany Instinctively grabbed at it in surprise to hold it against her. “Keiko!,” she laughed. I watched as Tiffany looked into my dazed eyes then looked into the water to see what was going on. “Oh Dad,” she said, with a smile. She lifted herself off of Jon and stood in the hot tub, letting her hands drop, and with it, her top.

Tiffany’s breasts were magnificent. She had a prominent tan line that revealed her true pale skin untouched by the recent days tanning. Her nipples were a bright pink and her breasts were firm and perfect. She brought herself closer to Keiko, who reached out, all while fucking me, to grope Tiffany’s breast. Tiffany kissed Keiko, and I felt my already hard dick twitch as if begging to fuck my daughter.

Suddenly, Jon appeared from behind the girls. “Looks like dad’s ready,” Keiko said to Tiffany. I realized then that Jon had stripped himself from his swim trunks and stood there with his cock at attention. He stood between the girls, and they both reached over to run their hands on his muscular frame. Tiffany was the first to wrap her hands around Jon’s shaft and lovingly explored the length of his thick dick.

I let out a small gasp at the sight, but Keiko just pushed herself onto to me harder.

“Keiko, why don’t you help your friend,” Jon said, in a bit of a command. Keiko dutifully lifted herself off of me and turned around to face Jon and Tiffany. Jon looked stern, “But don’t neglect Steve, honey.”

I had never seen the submissive side to Keiko. She smiled and bent herself in front of me. That incredible ass was presented to me to fuck as I pleased. “Is this OK, Steve?” Keiko asked.

I couldn’t answer with words, but just stood up to take my place behind her. My cock did not go unnoticed and I saw Tiffany smile at the brief glance she got before I shoved myself back into Keiko. It was her turn to moan. Everything felt so natural, yet also like I had no choice. I was just doing what made sense next. So I fucked this little girl, in full view of my daughter and her dad.

“Good girl,” Jon said. Then to my surprise (though there was a part of me that knew it was coming), Jon fed his own daughter his cock. Keiko took her father in gratefully as I fucked her from behind. I was torn by the incredibly erotic sight of Keiko and Jon and the sight of my dick disappearing into her tight pussy. My dilemma of where to draw my attention was resolved when I noticed Tiffany sidle up to Jon and stroke his balls. Her wet body, illuminated by the tub lights, was intensely erotic. Her long fingers played with his balls delicately.

I had to slow down fucking Keiko for fear that I would blow my load at the sight. Tiffany lovingly played with Jon’s balls and periodically gave them a lick. Jon had one hand on Tiffany’s shoulder and on hand on the back of Keiko’s head, while his face had a serene look of bliss. As I fucked Keiko deeper and slower, she took Jon out of her mouth, and without skipping a beat, it was Tiffany’s turn.

Tiffany bent over to get a better angle on Jon’s dick. The two girls were side by side in the tub, taking turns sucking. I had a full view of both their asses. As I pounded Keiko, I looked over at Tiffany’s taught body. I pounded harder at the sight of her slit, now visible as she was bent over.

I looked up at Jon who was, in the midst of his bliss, smiling down at me. “Do what you want to, Steve. Just go for it.”

Without second guessing myself, I reached over and ran my hand over Tiffany’s ass. Her years of sport had granted her with such a tight body. Tiffany took Jon out of her mouth and looked back at me. “Mmm, do you like it Daddy?” She wiggled her ass at me and moved herself to push back at my hand.

“Yes, baby. You have a gorgeous body.”

Tiffany beamed, then looked sincere. “I love you so much. Please don’t hold back.” She then turned her mouth dutifully back to Jon’s cock. I groped her ass as I fucked Keiko. ‘Don’t hold back,’ I repeated her words to myself. You are in this. No more pretending this isn’t what you wanted. No more pretending your anger was about fatherly pride. It was manly lust. Years of watching her with her friends, watching her volleyball games. You’ve wanted this girl’s tight body all along. Admitting this to myself, I stroked her ass and allowed my fingers to move to her waiting slit.

As my fingers grazed her wetness and toyed with her pussy lips, Tiffany let out a muffled moan and seemed to shiver with pleasure. I let my fingers enter her, and watched her involuntarily launch forward, deepening her throating of Jon’s dick, but then quickly pushed her ass back to make me go even further into her.

I fucked Keiko but also tried to keep the pace of fucking Tiffany with my fingers. Tiffany was in such ecstasy that she had stopped sucking Jon’s dick and had put her head down, focusing on the feeling of my fingers inside her. She moaned and grunted in pleasure. so I fingered her faster and faster, then moved my fingers to make contact with her ribbed g-spot. Tiffany screamed in pleasure and I felt her tighten around my two inserted digits.

Suddenly, as if she couldn’t take anymore, Tiffany grabbed my wrist to stop the punishment of her pussy. “Please, I can’t… I need it. Fuck me daddy. Fuck me now!”

I didn’t need anything more said. I took myself out of Keiko, and shifted over to my daughter. Keiko rushed over to watch, and held my dick to position it against Tiffany’s waiting pussy; a look of joy and lust on her face. Keiko used my dick to first rub up and down on Tiffany’s opening much to Tiffany’s delight. I looked down to see her ass cheeks spread open wide, revealing a perfectly pink tight asshole. I spread her further apart, and as Keiko teased her with my dick, I lightly circled her asshole with my finger. It pulsed in response.

Tiffany, with great effort, breathlessly implored me. “Not there, daddy. I haven’t tried that yet.”

“I won’t, baby. But Keiko? Come wet Tiffany’s asshole.” Keiko obeyed and bent her head to tongue her friend. I continued to tease her slit while Keiko did her work, making Tiffany go crazy with stimulation. Finally, I pushed myself slowly into her, enjoying every inch as I moved inside. Her warmth and tightness enveloped my dick like nothing I had ever felt. I pumped myself in her and Tiffany moaned in appreciation. I held onto her ass as I fucked her and could see I was making Keiko’s job harder.

I was so engrossed in the amazing feeling of Tiffany’s pussy that I was almost startled when Jon spoke. “Keiko, come here.” He moved her out of the tub to its edge so that she was laying in front of Tiffany. We made a train. Me fucking my daughter’s ass, while she did her best to eat out her new friend. Keiko for her part busied herself by continuing to suck her dad off. The air was filled with moans and grunts of appreciation.

I pumped hard into Tiffany, occasionally slowing so I didn’t cum too fast. I secretly thanked the divorcee in my head for our earlier fuck. There was no way I could have lasted this long without that before. Each time I slowed myself, I pushed deeper into Tiffany and watched as she pushed herself deeper into Keiko. The vision of Keiko’s sweaty body was almost a match for the sight of my daughter bent in front of me. Keiko manhandled her tits and pinched her nipples as she was worked on from both ends.

After some time, I knew I had to switch it up. I didn’t want to end this without a full experience of my daughter’s body. “Come here, baby,” I said to her as I somewhat reluctantly popped myself out of her.

Tiffany looked confused and as if taken out of a dream. “What–no. Keep going.” I sat out of the tub a bit and guided her on top of me. She desperately got herself into position, and used her long, strong legs to effortlessly straddle my cock. She then grabbed my shaft and, hungry to get started again, guided me into her. I watched as my little girl brought herself up and down over my cock, using one hand to hold her now messy, long blond hair out of her face. As she rode me, I reached up and played with her bouncing tits.

Jon took his position next to me and brought Keiko to mimic Tiffany. We laid side by side as our daughters rode us, and watched as they shared a kiss between them now and then. Jon took a hold of Keiko’s hips and pounded into her hard. The young girl whipped her head back and howled in pleasure, as her whole body shook. Tiffany and I looked on at the erotic site, but I continued my steady rhythm.

Tiffany brought her eyes to mine as I pushed into her. Our bodies moved together and the feeling was incredible. Our moans were deep and low; yin and yang to Keiko’s screams and Jon’s almost violent efforts.

“Daddy, I want to cum with you in me. Don’t stop,” Tiffany pleaded. I could feel her insides tensing up, ready to go. I quickened my pace, but we never lost eye contact. I fucked her deep and Tiffany bent over my chest, unable to hold herself up any longer. She kissed me as I fucked her, pushing her tongue into my mouth. Suddenly, her entire body tensed and her pussy felt like a warm clamp on my dick. I kept my pressure up as best I could as Tiffany screamed in pleasure before collapsing onto me. I was fully aware of how wet she was as I continued to gently prod her. “Oh daddy, thank you. Thank you daddy,” she exclaimed breathlessly.

Keiko and Jon had slowed their pounding to watch us and Keiko broke the spell of the moment. “That was so fucking hot, you guys.” She turned her attention to her father. “Daddy, I’m not ready yet. Can I let Steve have my ass?”

“Of course, Keiko. But your mouth better be busy with something too.”

“Of course, daddy,” Keiko said with a smile.

I looked to Tiffany, worried she would be jealous, but she was already sliding off me. As if to reassure me, Tiffany looked me in the eyes and said, “It’s OK if you fuck her, Daddy. But I want to taste you. Just don’t cum in her if you can.”

I nodded and stood as Keiko bent in front of me. Her big ass spread and revealed her tight, puckered asshole. Still wet from Tiffany, I slid my dick into Keiko’s waiting ass which gave a little resistance but still felt incredibly tight. As I pushed past her entrance, it felt as if she opened up and I was able to push in even farther. With every inch, Keiko’s groans deepened as did my pleasure.

When I was in and steadily fucking his girl, Jon completed the spit roast and fed Keiko his dick. She dutifully took him in and did her best to suck his cock while I worked on her from behind.

Tiffany had recovered from cumming and joined us by standing by her friend and groping her. I watched her attentively rub her back, then turn her attention to fondling Keiko’s tits before reaching down as best she could to reach Keiko’s clit with her hand. Keiko must have been in heaven with the three of us giving her our focused attention.

As Tiffany rubbed her clit, I felt Keiko’s body tense even more and the feeling of her tight ass on my dick was indescribable. In what can only be described as primal, animistic moans and movements, Keiko lurched and contorted under us as best she could. Showing her some mercy, Jon took his cock out of her mouth in time for her to scream and moan in what must have been an incredible orgasm.

It took all I had in me not to cum in this little girl’s ass. But a promise is a promise, and I held fast, so I could cum for Tiffany. As soon as Keiko went limp, I popped out of her and turned to Tiffany. “Here you go, baby. All yours.” Tiffany smiled and was about to grab my dick when Jon interrupted.

“Wait a bit. Keiko?” We all looked at the sleepy mess that was a freshly cummed Keiko. “Keiko, you aren’t done sweetie. Come clean your ass off of Steve so Tiffany can finish him. Then finish your dad,” he commanded. Keiko, the suddenly dutiful daughter, brought herself drowsily to my waiting cock and took it into her mouth, giving it a few cleansing licks and sucks.

“Good girl,” Jon said before taking his place next to me and letting Keiko grab his cock. Jon smiled at me, then turned his attention to holding the back of Keiko’s head.

It was a beautiful sight to watch these two young girls, in the prime of their lives, suck their fathers. Tiffany was flush with exertion and lust and alternating between focusing on my dick and making eye contact with me. I loved seeing her face looking up at me, eager to please.

“In or on, girls?” Jon asked.

Keiko spoke first. “On daddy. I want it on me.”

Tiffany took me out of her mouth, and in her sweet voice asked, “Can you cum in my mouth, daddy? I really want to taste you. Every drop.”

“Of course, baby,” I replied. I was totally in the moment, but could appreciate how strange and beautiful this all was. Tiffany was acting like having her father cum in her mouth was the greatest act of love she could experience. And I couldn’t argue at that moment. We would deal with whatever happened later. Right now, I needed to let her take as much of me as she wanted.

It didn’t take long before Jon and I both were ready. Jon was first and I watched as he let out a groan and covered Keiko completely. Her face appeared glazed and cum ran down onto her beautiful breasts. She gratefully took it all, then returned to lick her daddy clean.

The sight of it was too much to bear. Tiffany, feeling I was close, doubled her efforts and concentrated on the head of my dick, while fondling my balls. I tensed, and she immediately gave me one last deep throat before sucking my head and allowing my cum to burst into her mouth.

A warm ecstasy washed over me as I filled Tiffany’s mouth. It might have been too much for her though as some of me dribbled out of her. Tiffany swallowed and used her finger to push any cum around her lips back into her mouth. She smiled up at me with grateful eyes, and I beamed at her with pride.

That night we all stayed in the suite together. Jon and Keiko chose to stay in the hot tub for a bit longer. Tiffany and I chose to head to the shower to clean up and spend some alone time together. We showered in silence, cleaning each other lovingly, and taking time to enjoy each other’s bodies. It was only when we shut the water off that Tiffany spoke.

“I am so glad you didn’t freak out like I worried you would. I loved every minute of our time together.”

“Me too, baby. I’m sorry for being so jealous before.”

She looked at me tenderly. “It’s ok. I understand.” She suddenly looked nervous. “Dad? What are we going to do when we get home? What about mom?”

I had no idea how to answer her, but I was unwilling to face reality for now. “Don’t worry about that now. We still have some time on this cruise, and now that our desires are out in the open, I want you to be able to get anything you want out of the experience.”

Tiffany looked relieved and happy. She came to hug me and the feeling of her naked body folding into mine was heavenly. My cock stirred a bit, which she of course felt.

“Well… I guess I’ll have to think of a few things to ‘experience’ right now.”

The End.