Debbie Jones - Daddy And Me

"I'm from near Chicago. We go skiing in snow there." Just that moment, we were whizzing past the water-ski school hugging the arch of the bay.

"How about trying it right now. I can teach you." I looked behind and there was Manuel following in a taxi. I didn't want him on my tail anymore and I thought it might be a good thing to try water-skiing with my new-found enthusiast. Or was it really water-skiing that made him burn with all that enthusiasm?

"Sure, I'll try… but go easy on me," I told him. He grinned from ear to ear, like he was already eating me.

"I'll park right here and we'll have you on water-skis in a minute."

Manuel's taxi whizzed by and I sighed a grateful sigh of relief. We went over to the ski school, obtained skis and rented a speedboat.

"We don't even know each other," he grinned. "My name is Gabriel. But they call me Gabe for short."

"I'm Debbie. Glad to meet you, Gabe."

We got in the boat and soon, he explained it to me. When I got my nerve up, we went back to shore. I got on the skis, held the rope and promised to hold on tight until I was riding the waves on the skis. The first three times I went down. But the fourth time I made it. What a thrill to flash through the boat's waves and skim the surface so smoothly on the skis, it seemed like flying.

After we had lunch, Gabe suggested, "Can I take you to my hotel? You should see the view from my place."

"Is that the only reason you want me to go up there?" I asked him bluntly.

"That's strictly up to you," he grinned.

"I'll take you up on that," I told him frankly.

When I saw the view he was speaking about, I flipped. You could see for miles down the coastline.

I turned to tell him how fabulous it was, when I saw him standing there naked, ready.

"How about it?" he said sexily.

"How about what?"

"Sucking my prick."

"I'm a sixty-nine girl," I told him, sliding my bikini bra off, letting it fall casually to the floor.

He reached out to touch them.

"Ohhhh, they're beautiful," he panted, his eyes aglow. "Wait'll you taste them," I giggled, "and the fire down below is heating up a nice hot lunch… "

"When I look at your cunt… I'm glad I'm on a liquid diet," he laughed. Walking over to me, he picked me up in his arms, and caveman style, led me to his bed. He deposited me on the bed, and climbed on himself. It didn't take him long to arrange our bodies so that my mouth met his penis, his mouth was even with my pussy.

When I felt the wet lash of his tongue on my gash, I shook all over. He had his tongue movements down to perfection.

"Rim me first," he whispered.

"What is rimming?"

He broke up laughing, "Baby, didn't anybody ever rim you before?"

"Well how in hell do I know if I don't even know what rimming is?"

"Rimming is eating somebody's ass out… "

"Oh, I've done that… I call it ass-sucking."

"If you prefer… suck my ass out," he laughed.

"Anytime," I said, reaching over to pull his blond ass-cheeks apart and insert my tongue. Soon I was licking all around his asshole. I thrilled when I felt his tongue doing the same thing to me. From twirling, and licking he proceeded to stiffen his tongue and thrust it up my asshole. I did the same thing for him: Tongue-fucking each other's butt proved a very exciting prelude to eating each other out.

"Suck my prick," he finally said excitedly, as he pulled out quickly. "I'm hot to trot, honey, and I'll shoot my gun if you don't glom your mouth on it and fast."

Hastily I pulled his penis to my mouth and licked all around its head.

With one good hard thrust, he drove it down my throat and fucked up a storm.

"Suck that prick… suck it, hear? Ohhhh, that's good. That's a good cocksucker… go after the juice. Eat it… eat that prick… eat that dirty thing… eat it up… "

His dirty talk, his begging, his pumping penis turned me on, full sucking speed ahead.

At this point, he drove his tongue up my twat and began stabbing away.

"I like it, I like it," I groaned, removing my mouth from his hot dong for one second.

"Get your mouth back on my prick," he protested. "I'm almost there, cocksucker… now, suck it."

Gripping his penis, I capped my mouth over it and began sucking. "Ohhhh, that's nice… that's it… keep that up." He then went back to eating my pussy. With light, probing tongue-thrusts, he swept around inside my cunt. As he built back to his own, hard-driving tempo, his tongue flicked faster and faster. All at once, he focused the tongue action on my clit, sucking it, nibbling on it and exciting me.

"Beautiful… ohhhh, I'm coming. I'm coming," he interrupted his cunt-eating. "Ahhhh, lover, suck it all down… go after the juice. Ohhh, that's tremendous… I can feel it all the way down to my toes. Suck… suck it off."

His huge penis shot its hot load. I licked the creamy, thick cum off his prick, savoring every second. As I was doing this, he returned to eating me and I climaxed. Gushing in his mouth, he ate me anxiously. His tongue licked all around inside me, causing my body to tremble and quiver in mounting excitement. We didn't quit eating each other until we were drained. As we pulled off each other's genitals he told me, "We were like a couple animals in heat."

"I know we were… and it's not because of Vitamin-E either… I'm just oversexed, I guess."

"I feel so relaxed after I have sex," I told him. "I guess I'm just a whore at heart."

"Maybe you are… turn your tail into your fortune. Charge them. You know that's how they all make it."

"You might have a point," I said, leaning up on an elbow and glancing into the mirror. My weighty breasts, with their round, red nipples could turn any man on.

"They've even got Lezzes out there who'll help you if you can't find a man."

"Is the competition that bad out there?"

"You bet your sweet ass it is," he smiled.

"But maybe I've got something the others haven't," I smiled proudly, my eyes still fastened to my naked reflection in the mirror.

When I got back to the hotel, there was Daddy sitting in a chair in the lobby looking angry.

"Where have you been?" he demanded.

"Swimming."

"Not at this beach'"

"Oh, no, Daddy… I took a bus to the nicest beach… La Condessa."

"I want to talk to you up in our room," Daddy insisted.

"Alright," I agreed. We went up to the room and he was roaring mad.

"I get the feeling you are doing things with other men," he insisted.

"Oh, Daddy," I smiled, as I began undressing. "You are just jealous…"

Studying my naked boobs closely, as I pulled off my bikini bottoms and walked over to him, I thought I'd better turn his motor on for one more fucking session-I vowed it would be our last.

"Why don't you undress too?" I asked him quietly as I slithered across the room, wiggling just right to turn him on.

He could never resist having sex with me. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled down his swim trunks. Sure enough his big old prick jumped up nice as you please.

I dropped to my knees, and pulled the rigid pecker to my lips. Slowly, teasingly I stuck out my tongue licked all around its head.

"Oh, baby, I don't mean to snap at you," he whispered excitedly, "it's just that you turn me on so much I worry about you fucking anybody else."

"Get on the bed, Daddy," I said, when I had his cock rock hard.

Obediently, he walked to the bed. He lay on his back, and I reached for a pillow.

"Lift," I smiled, as I shoved it under his beautiful buttocks. He spread his legs and I got in there and licked around his asshole. I figured I might as well make our last fucking session a real scorcher.

He rolled his head back and forth on the pillow as I swung my tongue around his asshole.