Ask Me If I'm Ready Part 6 - The Cruise Begins free porn video

“Today? Like, starting now?  Right NOW?! Are you serious?  I mean, the cruise is over two weeks from now!  Come on, dad, tell the truth… you’re messin’ with me, right?” Darby Steele looked at her father, Jake Steele as if he had just sprouted a second head.  Maybe he had, and that head was responsible for this utterly stupid idea.

“Yes, baby, I’m serious.  It would make the wedding night extra-special, don’t you think?” replied her father, Jake Steele.  A year and half ago, Darby’s mother had been caught cheating on Jake with, as it turned out, a series of young men.  Jake, having no appetite for forgiveness, had promptly ended the marriage.  She was rumored to have moved back to Mississippi, but they weren’t sure.  She hadn’t been heard from since.  Darby, who’d always been very close to her father, took that opportunity to become even closer; after a slow campaign of seduction and titillation, Darby succeeded in transitioning from ‘daughter’ to ‘lover,’ and most recently, to ‘fiancé.’ She and Jake had been romantically involved since last Christmas.  Their love had grown stronger and more committed every day.  And the sexual part of their relationship was beyond amazing.

The first time they made love, Darby had been a virgin. Jake was a generous and skillful lover, and Darby avoided the usual virgin trap of a horrible first sexual encounter at the hands of a clumsy, unskilled and impatient lover.  Instead, Jake had given her a near-religious sexual experience with multiple orgasms resulting in, at one point, her passing out.  Their compatibility had only grown in the last year they’d been together.  Darby loved her father deeply, and she also greatly cherished the physical part of their lives together.  That’s why she was so upset right now.

“’Extra special?!’ I’m your daughter! You’re my father! We’ve been sleeping together for a year, and now we’re getting married!  How many more toppings do you need on this little ice-cream sundae of sin?!” Darby shot back.

“Baby, why wouldn’t you want to do this for me?” pleaded Jake.

“Because I love you, I love sex with you, you’re here and can provide me with said sex.  Why the hell would I want to do without it for two weeks just to pretend I’m a virgin again on our wedding night? That’s crazy!  And let me guess… Nate’s presenting this same dumbass idea to Nora as we speak, right?”  Darby looked pissed, and Jake was beginning to worry.

“Well… yeah.  We thought tha—”

“I don’t care what you thought.  It’s not happening, we are not waiting two more weeks to make love. Believe me, our wedding night will be plenty special.  Nope.  Not.  Gonna. Do it,” Darby announced with finality.

Jake put his foot down.  “Yes we are.  You can’t make me have sex with you!” he declared.

“Hahahahahahahahahah!  Omigod, hahahahahahahahahah! Daddy, stop it!  That’s too funny! Hahahahahahahah! Wait, wait, wait,” Darby tried to stop laughing and speak.  “My sweet, sweet, darling daddy, I love you more than life itself, and I can’t wait to be your wife.  And because of all that, please know, I absolutely can.”

Jake mumbled to himself like a chastised child, barley intelligible, “I can resist you. Can’t make me…”

Darby hugged her dad and kissed him gently on the lips, “We’ll see.”  She walked out of the room, grabbing her phone on the way out.

Her phone rang as she was about to call Nora Rochester, her best friend and co-conspirator.  Nora was in a similar relationship with her dad, and the two couples were each other’s best friends in the world.  Because they were in the same kind of relationship, they were gratified to have someone they could truly use as a sounding board; someone they could talk to honestly about, well anything, but especially their forbidden relationships. Darby looked at the phone, and it was Nora calling.

No greeting, no, ‘hello,’ Nora launched with, “Did he say that stupid-ass shit to you?! Are you fucking kidding me?! What the fuck?! What the actual fuck?!”

“I KNOW!” agreed Darby.  “You get me hooked on it and then tell me you wanna wait for two weeks to make it ‘special?’” Darby said the word ’special’ with a heaping amount of venom. “But don’t worry, girl.  I already have a plan.  They’re goin’ down this Friday.  Then they’re taking us out to dinner on Saturday, and they’re gonna pay. Here’s what we’re gonna do…”

The next morning, Jake was up earlier than usual, hoping to avoid a confrontation.  Last night had been the first time they’d ever gone to bed, if not angry, certainly unhappy with one another.  He was worried about how things would be this morning. The first fight is a crucial step in any relationship.  They were father and daughter.  They’d certainly been mad at each other before, and it had always worked out just fine.  But this was their first fight as a romantic couple, and Jake was worried about losing any of the intimacy they’d developed.  He needn’t have worried.  Darby walked in and hugged her father close just like she did every morning.

“Good morning, Daddy!”  she announced happily.

“You’re not still mad?” asked Jake.

“Of course not, Daddy.  Have a good day at work, okay,” and she kissed him lovingly, just like always.  Jake returned her affection, and left for work.

Not far away, a similar scene played out at the Rochester home.  Nate expected Nora to still be angry at the suggestion they stop having sex until the wedding night, and Nora also acted as if nothing had happened.  Nate called Jake while on the way into his office.

“You in the car or you working from home?” Nate asked his buddy.

“I have a 10:00 down by the airport, so I’ll be driving for a bit,” answered Jake.  “So I guess my idea didn’t go over, huh?”

“Yeah, I’d have to agree.  It sounded like a good idea, but man, she ain’t havin’ that.  Not at all.  I guess it’s a compliment that they can’t do without it. Apparently, the skills are still legendary.” Jake chuckled.  “You gonna even try to hold out?” said Nate.

“Im’ma try to make it to tonight, just for pride’s sake, but I can’t promise you nothin’. We’ll see how it is at tennis, I guess.”

“Ah’ite, man. We’ll talk later!”

Jake’s business was with public entities like school boards and city or county governments.  Because of this, his activity dropped off steeply after the first week in December.  Government employees were so busy planning holiday parties and long vacations that they didn’t have time for any contractors or salesmen unless they were dropping off cookies.  Jake had already made his annual ‘cookie run,’ so while most of his days in December were pretty slow, Fridays he may as well not even bother.  There was simply nothing to do.  

He decided to go have lunch with Nate, maybe get him to sneak out early and they could go hit the courts.  Nate was fine for lunch, but apparently the work of a CIO was never done, and he had to get back to the office by 2:00.  Jake called it a day and headed home.  Darby texted him, asking what time he might get home.  He texted back that he was on the way and would be there in a half hour.  She sent back, ‘OK.  Love you!’ with a smiley face.  She was being incredibly cool.  Maybe the whole thing had blown over.

Darby’s car was gone when he got home.  She was probably on her way home.  It looked like she’d brought in the mail before she left.  Just junk-mail.  And something from The Peachtree North Academy.  That was Darby’s old school.  It was addressed to ‘The Parents of Ms. Darby Steele.’ Jake figured it was either a Christmas card or them begging for donations at this ‘Very Special Time Of Year.’  Funny, he hadn’t heard from them since she’d graduated over five years ago. She’d been an excellent student, great grades, no disciplinary problems, they loved her.  He tore the envelope open, and found a one-page letter, apparently from the new headmaster, Toleas Ulysses Seaux.  Jake scoffed.  Where do these white people get these crazy names? Toleas? Seaux? How do you even pronounce that?  See-ux? Sox? The kids probably called him ‘Toe-Socks.’ Whatever.  He started reading.

“Mr. Steele,

It is with deep regret that we find ourselves needing to ask for your help.  Your daughter, Darby, has always been a model student, the kind of student we wished many other young ladies would emulate.  However, all this has changed in light of her recent behavior…”

‘Recent behavior?’ Darby graduated from there years ago! He looked at the date, but it was dated December 10.  That was just this past Monday. What the…?

“Darby has seemed to discover her, ahh, sexuality, and she has been flaunting it shamelessly.  Her school-approved skirts are now worn exceedingly too short, and she is constantly flashing her underwear at the male and female teachers, underwear that is entirely inappropriate for a young lady of Darby’s station. On several occasions, she has even been seen showing herself without her panties, daring schoolboys and teachers alike to, and this is a direct quote, ‘Fuck me if you think have the balls.’ When we have tried to reprimand her for her behavior, her attitude has been crude, surly, and disrespectful.  She has told female teachers, and again, this is a direct quote, ‘Don’t hate me cause I’m beautiful.  Hate me because your man thinks I’m beautiful.’  The last straw was when we caught her going into the band-room with several boys, and she was carrying her panties in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other.  Fortunately, we stopped her before she could, well, we’d rather not think of what she was about to do.

As you know, it is not within the practice of Peachtree North Academy to administer physical punishments to students.  However, sometimes that might be the most appropriate action.  With that in mind, we at Peachtree North Academy feel that this new wanton and disrespectful Darby Steele could use a really good hard spanking to bring her back into line.  We urge you not to shirk your duties as a good father and ‘go easy on her,’ as that would not be in her best interests.  Our next step would likely be expulsion. 

We expect to see a contrite and rehabilitated Darby back with us at the start of the new semester.  Thank you for your attention in this serious matter.

Yours Truly,

Toleas Ulysses Seaux

Headmaster, Peachtree North Academy”

“Well played, baby girl,” Jake said to himself.  He knew that he was about to be proven wrong… Darby COULD make him have sex with her, pretty much whenever she wanted.  He peeked into the garage, her car was still not there.  He called Nate, who answered on the first ring.

“Yo, have you made it home yet?” asked Jake. 

“Nah, but I’m leaving within the hour.  What time we meetin’?”

Jake was pretty sure that a very similar letter was waiting for Nate as well.  He decided not to  spoil the surprise.  “Yeah, I don’t think we’re gonna get to play tonight, dawg.  Something’s come up.  Call me in the morning, okay?”

Nate was concerned, “Yo, man, everything okay?

Jake just said, “Oh yeah… everything’s fine. Holla in the a.m., ah’ite?” Jake heard the garage opener, and he unceremoniously hung up on his friend.  He stood there waiting for her. He was not prepared for what walked in. 

Darby is a pretty girl at her worst.  She’s pretty when she first wakes up without a touch of makeup.  Give her a few minutes to get ready for school or work, and she’s beautiful.  Give her an hour to get all dolled up like she had been doing every time they went out now, she’s incredibly beautiful.  But this… This was professional-level.  She had paid to have her hair styled and make-up professionally applied so that she was beyond perfect.  And she was wearing the sluttiest, most classic Catholic-Schoolgirl outfit you could imagine.  White button-down shirt with blue plaid suspenders and with the top three buttons undone.  White all-lace bra showing through the unbuttoned blouse. Dark blue plaid pleated skirt stopping less than two inches below her crotch. Thigh-high white socks that stopped short of her hemline. With black, patent-leather stiletto heels. The look was devastating.  Jake felt the room start to spin, and had to sit down.  From his seated position, he could see her panties.  He expected something slutty, but no.  Plain, white, cotton, full-coverage briefs. As innocent as can be.

“Hi, Daddy, you’re home already!”

Just seeing her, his dick was already hard as calculus.  He stood up, and in his best Dad voice, he boomed, “Darby, what the hell is this?!” and held the letter out to her. “I come home from a tough week at work, and I find this waiting for me!  What the hell are you doing at that school?!”

Darby took the letter and read it. She knew what it said.  Hell, she wrote it.  Still, this was a performance, and every line important. “Daddy, they’re lying!  None of that happened.  You have to believe me!” She genuinely looked scared. “I’m a good girl.  I can’t help it if they’re always trying to see up my skirt!  And I can’t help it if their husbands like to touch my p—”

“You let them touch you?!” Jake roared, really getting into his character. 

“I don’t know…” she said meekly, “they said it would be okay, and it felt kinda nice.  But Mrs. Slater came around, and her husband just ran away. She said I was a bad, dirty girl. Daddy, I’m not a bad girl, am I?”  She looked up at him with large doe-eyes as she bit her lower lip, the very picture of chastity and innocence. Jake felt like someone was cutting off the oxygen in the room.  He was finding it hard to breathe… his heart was beating out of control.  She was so unbelievable sexy he thought he was going to pass out!  The room started going in and out of focus.  Was this what a stroke felt like?  He took a deep breath and counted to three, and pulled himself together.

“Yes, Darby.  You are a very bad girl. Showing yourself off to boys and teachers, letting older guys feel you up, going into rooms with big groups of boys, your panties already off, that’s all bad-girl behavior. I thought you were a good girl, but no, baby.  You are a bad girl.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.  I really try.  I’ll do better.  I’ll be good,” Darby sniffed. Jesus Christ! Were those real tears?!

“You bet your ass you’ll be good.  I’m gonna teach you that lesson right now,” and he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the dining table.  He pulled out an armless chair and sat down. “Get across my lap!  You know what you’ve done… and you know what’s coming!”

“Daddy, please don’t! I promise!”

“Yes.  Lap.  NOW!”

Her tears were flowing now, and she kept pleading for mercy.  Jake laid her across his lap and looked at the full panties completely covering her sweet ass. How the hell could big cotton granny panties be so fucking sexy? He stroked her ass lovingly and said, “Baby this is for your own good.  I want you to be a good girl.”

“I will, Daddy!  Please don’t do this!”

As if this whole thing weren’t erotic enough, rather than take the panties off her, he just pulled them down so that they were bunched just below the globes of her ass.  The whole sight was so intoxicating, Jake was still in danger of passing out. She was so ready for this, he could smell her arousal.  Jesus…

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Darby screamed, “Owwwwww, daddy, no, that’s too hard! Noooooo, please stop!! Please! I’ll be good, I swear!! Oh my god it hurts so bad!! I’ll be a good girl! I’m sorry Daddy!”

He hit her ass as hard as he could, making her cheeks jiggle enticingly.  After several blows he slipped his hand into her panties to roughly fondle her drenched sex.  The panties made that difficult, so he smacked her a few more times and told her, “You’re not learning your lesson yet.  Get up and take off your panties.”

“No, Daddy! I’m your daughter!  You’re not supposed to see under my panties! Please stop… I’ll be good, I swear!”

“Take them off, then lay on the table!”

“But Daddy, --”

“I SAID OFF! Then lay down on the table, with your bad-girl ass up!”

With tears in her eyes, she slid off her huge underwear, and then lay down on the sturdy wood table.  “Daddy, it’s so hard,” she complained.

“You should have thought of that while you were half-naked with a dozen boys!”  And he proceeded to really come down on her ass, firing ten smacks to each of her delicious-looking cheeks.  Then he pushed her thighs apart and slid one, then two, then four fingers into her wet and waiting snatch and started fucking and out of her, stretching her pussy wide as her hips moved up and down with his motion.

“Ooooooohhhh Daddeeeeee… this is soooo wrong…… Oooooohhhhh…. Mmmmmmmmmm. Yesssssss… I’ll be good, daddy… soooo goooood,” she moaned and lifted her ass higher to give him more access.

“If you think that’s wrong, then here,” and he pulled his fingers out of her, slipped in his thumb and got it nice and slick, and then pushed his fingers back into her pussy, making her moan in pleasure, and then pushed his thumb all the way into her ass.  Then he pulled his hand in and out of both her holes, pushing in hard on each stroke. She grunted on each stroke, her hips moving up and down in time with his thrusts.  He kept up the pace, going in and out, faster and faster until she screamed out loud in orgasm. 

She reached behind her and grabbed his wrist, holding it in place deep inside her grasping sex and pulsing asshole, moaning loudly, “Ooooooohhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm dadddeeeeee, OOOOOOO!” and she collapsed against the table.  Jake wouldn’t let her catch her breath.  He roughly turned her over on the table and pulled her hips to the edge. He sat in front of her like he was about to eat a meal, leaned forward into her hairy, sodden center, draped her legs over his shoulders, and dove face first into her pussy, assaulting her sensitive clit. “Daddy, it’s too sensitive! Please, not too hard!  Please!” she complained.

“That’s what bad girls get,” Jake said, and continued his oral mauling of her most delicate area.  He licked her more gently, but then slid a single finger back into her hot cunt and massaged her G-spot.  Her hips took off again, fucking against the finger performing such a magical dance deep inside her core, while her father continued licking her clit. It was still sensitive, but starting to feel better.  “That’s it, Daddy… Lick me… Ooooohhhh daddy… lick me…. Suck my pussy… suck it!  That’s it. Daddy, teach your bad li’l baby how to be good. Mmmmmmmmm,” she mewled.  He sucked her clit a little harder and licked it faster, he could feel her tensing up as she got to her summit, and she exploded in orgasm again, this time pouring her sweet juices right into his mouth.  Jake drank deeply, swallowing it all, loving her taste, feeling her body pulse on his tongue. She purred as she rode it back down.  “Mmmmmmmmmm…. That’s it, my sweet, sweet daddy.  Ooh I love you sooooo.  You are soooo good to my pussy… Mmmmmmmm…”

Jake stood up, dropped his pants, and without hesitation, slid his thick seven-inch cock deep into his daughter’s still overheated box.  When she felt the intrusion, she immediately sat up and put her arms around him, locked her legs behind his back, and started fucking him as hard as she could, her hips pounding back at his. Her mouth found his and she sucked his tongue into her mouth and held him tight to her as he fucked her deep, hard, and fast.  Jake was now chasing his own orgasm, and he was pounding his daughter’s pussy without mercy. On every stroke he could feel his balls fly up and slap her furry taint, and he delighted in how she grunted into his mouth on each stroke.  He fucked her furiously, humping her faster and faster until his world exploded out of his pounding rod into her.  He felt his cock shooting inside her… rope after rope shot inside her until his cum filled every corner of her pussy, his still pumping dick squeezing it back out, running down his balls. He squeezed her tightly as his orgasm gripped him, spurred on by the sound and the spasms of her pussy cumming a third time on his cock.  Even as their combined essence poured out of her, he pushed her back on the table, got up on the table and kneeled over her face and said, “Bad girls clean it up!” and he pressed his balls against her lips.

She greedily opened her mouth and licked their combined juices that had run down his sack, and then took her father’s still firm prick in her mouth and cleaned all their honey off his pole.  Jake got down off the table and leaned down and kissed her, his tongue now sharing the last of their creamy offerings.  He picked her up off the hard table and carried her upstairs to their bed, laid her down and laid beside her. “I love, you, baby.  God I love you so,” he said breathlessly.

“I know, Daddy.  I love you, too.  And I told you so.”  Darby was still breathing a little harder than usual, but she was recovering as well.  “Now hold me, Daddy.”

A few houses down, Nora pulled up to her house.  She checked her face in the mirror… still flawless.  The hair and makeup were an expensive touch, but it would be worth it.  She saw her dad’s Escalade in the driveway and pulled up behind it.  She wanted to make sure he’d had a chance to find the letter.  Unlike her kinky-ass friend, Darby, Nora didn’t like being spanked, so she wondered what her ‘punishment’ would be. Her dad was an imaginative lover, so she was sure he’d think of something.  Something amazing.  Her heart-rate quickening, her panties already dampening, she took a deep breath and walked into the house.  She hadn’t taken her first step inside the door when…

“So you wanna act like a skank?! You wanna embarrass me by acting like some kinda hoochie-ass skank?! Girl get yo’ hot-tart-ass in here right now!” Nate thundered.  She wanted to play? He was ready for her.  Or so he thought…

“Yes, Daddy?” Nora was wearing a similar Catholic-Schoolgirl outfit. White button-down cropped shirt, tied loosely under her full breasts, her entire firm, flat midriff showing between the shirt and her short, pleated plaid skirt that stopped high up her upper thigh, and knee socks that only came up just above her knees, leaving several inches of long, dark, sexy legs exposed. Her skirt was so short and she was so tall, her panties were easily visible: a lime green lacy thong which seemed to glow brightly against her dark-chocolate skin, illuminating her hypnotically alluring thigh gap, and stiletto heels that had to be six inches high.  Her hair was styled straight and cut into a bob that really highlighted her face, and her makeup was movie-screen perfect. For about thirty seconds, Nate forgot how to breathe.

“Yes, Daddy?” Nora repeated innocently.  “What’s wrong?”

His whole plan flew out the window.  He knew that this was a game; that she was a ‘bad girl,’ and he, her daddy was supposed to ‘punish’ her.  It would be fun.  But that was before he saw the sexiest thing he’d ever seen in his entire existence.  He didn’t have time to punish her.  He needed to fuck her, and fuck her hard, right now.  Nate stepped right up to her, picked her up, carried her giggling into the bedroom, laid her on the bed and started kissing her like she was the last woman on earth.  She reached up and pulled him down to her, returning his passion.  She started to undo her shirt, but Nate stopped her.  “No, baby… don’t take anything off.  Leave it all on ‘til I take it off you,” he said huskily.

He sucked on her neck, and licked down her chest to her midriff, and licked her stomach.  He pulled her shirt open and roughly sucked and pulled on her long dark nipples, opening his mouth wide to take in as much of her breast as he could. Nora held her father’s head to he as he molested her sensitive breasts.  His hands slid down her body to her moist panties and pushed the crotch to the side as he eagerly stroked her soft, smooth lips between her legs.  She spread her thighs wide and moved her hips up and down, inviting him to finger her wet gash.  He slipped two fingers inside her boiling center and rubbed the roof of her pussy stimulating her G-spot.  Nora moaned out loud and grabbed his hand holding it against her as rode the first small orgasm, flooding his hand with her nectar. 

As she came down, Nate pulled his fingers away and got down on the bed and put his mouth over her dripping sex and greedily licked and sucked the pearly offering from her drooling pussy.  Nora tore open the flimsy panties and again grabbed her dad’s head in her hands and wrapped her thighs around his head and held his face hard against her as she roughly fucked his face, covering him from scalp to chin with her juices.  She could feel her second orgasm coming and she wanted it to hit hard. She humped his face harder and faster, chasing that peak.  Almost there, she flipped them both over… now she was kneeling over his face, pressing him into the bed as she grabbed his head pulling him into her sex, savagely fucking his face like a woman possessed. As her climax finally hit, she sat upright over his face… her whole body tensed up like she was having a seizure as she came harder than she had ever cum in her life.  Nora screamed, “Dadddddieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!  Daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy…don’t… ever… stop!” Her pussy throbbed almost painfully as it pulsed against his face.  As she kept bearing down on her dad’s face, she felt herself squirt girl-juice into his sucking mouth, but there was more… she felt her bladder release, and she couldn’t help herself, her pee shot out of her.  Not just a drop, but a torrent poured out of her into her dad’s waiting mouth.  Nate sucked and swallowed every sweet, tangy drop of her pussy juices, of her girl-cum, of her pee, every drop that came out of her, he swallowed greedily, sucking for more until she finally finished.  Nora collapsed over him, gulping air as she tried to recover from an almost unholy orgasm.  Nate wasn’t done.

He turned her over, saying, “I can’t believe how you’re actin’ at that school. Raise your little bad ass up!” as he pulled her to her knees on the bed.

Nora begged, “No, Daddy, they’re lying! I didn’t do it! I’m a good girl, Daddy, I swear!  Don’t I taste like a good girl?”

Nate pulled her to him and ruthlessly punished her with her favorite thing in the world… his tongue on and in her asshole.  He rimmed her back door deeply, sucking and licking her whole area, while massaging her clit.  He dropped his pants and she felt him leave for a second.  Nora looked around, and her dad was reaching to his nightstand, and he pulled out a little tube of lube and started applying it to his rock-hard dick.  Her eyes got wide.  She felt equal parts fear and excitement.

“No, Daddy… you can’t do that.  Please, Daddy, don’t punish me!” she knew exactly what buttons to push. “No, Daddy, I’m your princess, and you’re my king, remember? Your huge Daddy-dick is way too big for my tiny, tight little booty.  You’ll kill me!  Please, Daddy, don’t do this… Oooooooh, Daddy, listen, ooooooohhhhh…” 

Nate was rubbing the lube all over her tight balloon-knot, slipping his fingers in to get her lubed up inside and out.  He placed his thick cock-head against the impossibly tiny opening and pushed a little.

“No, Daddy, please don’t fuck your baby girl in her tight little ass,” she begged, even as she pushed back against his dick, and wiggled her hops back and forth to try to slip it in.  She felt her sphincter expand a little, then a little more, a little more, and then she felt her dad push the head in, stretching her beyond belief. “Omigodomigodithurtsithurtsdaddeeeeithurtsithurtstakeitouttakeitout!!” She was not faking.  This was agony!  Just the head of her dad’s thick, veiny cock was tearing her in half… how would she ever take it all?

Nate just held his dick inside her snug hole, not moving, not wanting to hurt her. “Have you learned your lesson?  Are you gonna be a good girl from now on?” he said.

With real tears in her eyes, she said, “Yes, Daddy, I promise.”

“You better be!”  With that he pulled out of her.  The relief was exquisite. She dropped down on the mattress.  He walked to the bathroom and wet a towel and washed his cock.  “You’re not done yet, you little tart!” Nate yelled at her as he came back to the bed.  He roughly turned her over and spread her thighs, lined up his cock with her smooth pussy and slid all eight inches into her, making her cry out, “My king!”

This was what they both needed… Nate pummeling her pussy, fucking her hard and deep, their hips crashing together, Nora grunting lewdly on each stroke, her nails digging into her fathers back as he fucked her senseless.  They both felt their peak coming again, and he looked in her eyes and said, “Be a good girl… cum for Daddy… that’s it, baby… cum for your Daddy… cum on your Daddy’s big, thick cock!”  And they both exploded together, squeezing the life out of each other.  Nate’s thick dick felt every corner of his daughter’s pussy as she throbbed in orgasm, moaning his name over and over… “Daddy, Daddy, you fuck your baby soooo good!”

As they lay there holding each other lovingly, Nate joked, “If you misbehave like that again, I’ll put it all the way in!”

Nora clenched her pelvic muscles and felt the soreness in her sphincter.  “Mm-mmm, never again, Daddy.  I’m a good girl from now on.  I think you fucked the bad-girl right outta me.  Thank you, daddy! Oh, did you like the headmaster’s name?  That was Darby’s idea.”

Nate replied, “Yeah, what kinda weird name was that?”

“You didn’t get it?  His first name is Toleas, or ‘Tole’ for short.  Middle initial is U.  Last name is Seaux, pronounced ‘So.’  Sound it out, Daddy,” Nora smiled.

“Tole. U. So. Tole you so… why that little…” and he laughed out loud.  He squeezed his daughter tightly.  “Nora, baby I love you so much!  I can’t wait to call you my wife.  But hang on to this outfit, you know?”

“Of course, Daddy,” Nora answered with a shy smile.

***

A few days before sailing date, the girls insisted they go out for dinner. After they were seated, Jake said, “Okay, I officially apologize.  It was my idea, and yes, it was a stupid one.  And Darby, I was wrong… you CAN make me have sex with you!”  Nate nodded his head in agreement. Everyone laughed and started talking excitedly about the trip. 

Darby announced, “If you’re planning on taking us to the Caribbean and showing us off, we’re going to need to up our hottiness factor.  I mean, I know we look good, but this is the big leagues.  These are the places where they actually shoot swimsuit photo spreads.  We’re gonna have to come correct! Dad, Im’ma need the card,” and she held out her hand expectantly.

“Okay, baby.  Here you go,” and Jake handed her a credit card.  Darby just shook her head.  He handed her another one.  She shook her head ‘No.’  He tried a third attempt.  She just shook her head again and again.

“The card, Dad,” with her hand still extended. Jake took a deep breath and handed her his Amex Black. “Thank you, Daddy!” and she kissed him on the cheek.

Nate looked impressed.  “Dude, you got one of those?!”

Jake just rolled his eyes at his friend.  “Quit frontin’, you do, too, and Nora’s gonna want it.  Hand it over.”  Nate sighed and handed his daughter his card.  Darby looked at Nora, “Pick you up tomorrow at 10?”

Later in bed, Darby’s tush was still pretty tender from her ‘punishment’, so she just wanted to cuddle.  That was fine with Jake, since he loved to just hold her, warm in his arms.  As they lay there in the dark, they talked about their future, and how bright things looked for them.  Jake said, suddenly serious, “Dar, baby, can I ask you something?  For real?”

“Sure, Dad… what is it?”

“Well don’t think I’m weird or anything, but what are your thoughts about, well… how do feel about… kids?”

“Kids? Our kids? Of course I want children with you.  I’ve always wanted that.  I was actually hoping we’d talk about it on the cruise. But I didn’t wanna say anything now because I didn’t want to, you know, freak you out or anything. But Daddy, I know that after all this time, we’re used to it and this is our normal, but we’re still dad and daughter.  It’s still incest.  Is it risky?”

“No, not really.  I’ve been looking into it, and—”

“You have? Wow… you’re really serious, huh?”

“Yeah. I really am.  Anyway, the risk of problems is a little higher than if we weren’t related. We’re both really healthy, so the risk is pretty low.  So I say let’s do it. But baby, and this is really what I wanted to say… I don’t wanna talk about it on the cruise.  I want to try to get pregnant on the cruise. I want you to throw away your pills right now. Baby girl, I love you, and you’re everything I’ve ever wanted. You’ve already made me happier than I could have ever imagined. And if you want to, I want to try to have it all.  That means kids.  With you.  What do you think?”

Darby didn’t answer.  “Baby?” repeated Jake.

Jake heard sniffling, and suddenly felt wet on his chest where Darby was resting her head.  “Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, worried that this was going badly all of a sudden.

Darby sniffed twice, and said in a broken, tearful voice, “Nothing’s wrong , Daddy. This , this is just,” she took a minute before she could continue. “It’s just everything I‘ve wanted for my entire life.  Daddy, I’m gonna be the sweetest wife and the best mom you’ve ever seen, and…”  She collapsed, sobbing against her dad, racked with tears, overcome with joy.  Jake just held her quietly as she sobbed. She held him tightly.  Her daddy. Her man.  Her love.

Nora and Darby were best friends and shared everything, but had not discussed this.  Jake, who usually wore his heart on his sleeve, had said nothing at all to Nate.  But because the universe sometimes seeks order, Nora and Nate were having a very similar conversation, with the exact same result.  Both couples went to sleep that night very excited about their futures.

***

Nate had convinced everyone that flying was not the best way to go.  He reasoned, “Okay, it’s one hour from here to the airport, one hour at least sitting around in the airport, then a two-plus hour flight, another two hours to get our luggage, find a cab, load all that luggage, and then probably at least another half-hour to get to the cruise port.  That’s like six miserable hours.  Or, we drive in luxury for the same amount of time, go straight to the cruise port and only handle luggage once.  But the best part is that once we’re back, the car is right there. Trust me, this is better.”

Jake said, “Hell, I drive that much in a day sometimes, so that’s nothing. But with the luggage we’ll have,” both men glanced at their daughters, “we should take your Escalade.”

The night before the cruise, they loaded all the luggage into Nate’s Escalade. Jake and Darby went home; Nate and Nora would pick them up at 6:00 in the morning. The ship was sailing from Canaveral, only 45 minutes from Orlando. Even with rest stops, they figured they make the port by 2:00. They made good time with Nate cruising at 80 almost the entire way. They walked across the gangway onto the ship by 2:00.  None of them had ever been on a cruise before.  On fact, none of them had ever even seen a cruise ship in person.  The guys were blown away by how immense it was.  And Nora and Darby were taken with how elegant and how well-designed and decorated it was.  They got to their suites, and oohed and ahhed over how well-appointed they were, and they went out onto the oversized balcony. Nora said to her father, “So when we’re out at sea, there’s nothing out there but open ocean, right?”

“Yeah, nothing but the deep blue sea,” replied Nate.

“Good.  Then tonight while we’re out at sea, I’m gonna leave that door open and I’m gonna fuck you stupid!” She said mischievously.

Nate smiled back at her and said, “Awww, baby… you already have!”  They both laughed like cartoon villains.

Even though Jake had booked the cruise only a month before sailing, he was able to get their cabins next to each other.  He leaned over the adjoining balcony and said, “I hope that’s okay that we’re next door.  I’m sorry, but it didn’t occur to me that y’all might want some space from us.”

Nora saw Jake looking a little sheepish, and said, “Why would we want space from you? There’s nobody we love more than you guys… remember, we’re all family. I’da been a little mad if you were all the way down the hall somewhere, you know?”  She added, “Plus, we need to be next to each other.  If anybody else hears, ‘That’s it, daddy, fuck your little girl,’ in the middle of the night there’s bound to be talk.”  They all laughed.

They freshened up and headed out to the Muster Drill, and then on to the launch party on the deck.  Jake had booked  tables at all the ship’s best restaurants for every night of the cruise.  They didn’t have to go, but the reservations were already made.  They had dinner that night at an Italian restaurant that was as good as anything they’d ever had on land.  After dinner, they strolled down to an area of the ship that had a couple of night clubs.  They found a spot playing a good blend of dance and hip-hop.  Nate and Jake felt obligated to go in and show those youngbloods that the old heads could still throw it down.  The fact that these two old men were with two of the hottest honeys in the club also went a long way to enhancing their club cred.  When the DJ slowed things down, Nora and Darby danced with their fathers, shamelessly plastering their sexy, curvy bodies against them and dancing possessively against them, sending a message to any prospective ‘Sugar Babies” in attendance that these particular Daddies were taken.

Nate and Nora left the club before Jake and Darby, and said good-night.  Because the next day of the cruise was a day at sea, there was no need to get up extra early.  So Jake and Darby stayed a while and found a dark corner of the room. She sat on his lap, and they made out like teenagers.  Darby wanted to be even naughtier.  She gave her dad a lap-dance right there in the dark with a couple hundred people nearby, grinding on Jake’s hard cock until he exploded in his pants, gripping her hips as he came.  Jake felt like a naughty kid sneaking out late.  The place finally closed at 2:00 in the morning, and they wandered out onto the deck.  The ocean breeze was cool, the moon was full, and Jake had the most amazing woman in the world in his arms, kissing him, promising him her everything. Jake was not a religious man, but he thought, if there really was a heaven, he didn’t see how it could possibly improve on this moment. They stopped and had a hot chocolate, sipping from a single cup.  Jake licked whipped cream from Darby’s lips as she giggled, her pink tongue darting out to touch his.  They finally made it back to their suite just before 4:00 a.m. After undressing and getting into bed, Jake pulled his naked Darby close and whispered, “We’re gonna make a lotta love on this trip, baby.  But for right now, I just want to hold you close, and live in this moment for as long as I can.”

“That would be perfect,” and kissed him lightly.  They snuggled closer together and, after some time, just before the sun peeked over the distant horizon, they drifted off to sleep.

The next day was a day at sea, and the couples played, shopped, ate, and relaxed all over the massive ship.  That night in their suites, there were indeed the sounds of young girls imploring their daddies to do unspeakable things to them.  The sea air was so pleasant that their balcony doors were left open. The next morning as they left for breakfast, Nora saw the people who were next door to them on the other side.  It was a well-dressed white couple, maybe in their mid-30s, very fit and attractive. They looked like everyone Nate worked with.  Nora said, “Good morning.”  They both mumbled, “Morning.”  The man held eye contact just a little too long, as if to say, ‘Yes.  We heard you, you perverts.’  Nora smiled, and said, “Have a good day!”

That day, they visited the ‘Private Island.’  The cruise line had turned the island into a water theme park. There were only two ships there, and they stayed all day giving passengers time to indulge in any number of activities. Nate got a cabana for the group so they’d have a base for the day. They all had to talk Nora into going on the giant water slides, but she did it, under protest, but then laughed louder than anyone as she went on again and again.

At dinner that evening, all conversation was about tomorrow:  St. Maarten. Jake reminded them to make sure to bring all their documents with them.  St, Maarten was a short day.  They docked at 8:00 a.m., but you couldn’t get off until 9:00. The boat left at 3:00.  Only six short hours. So they decided to get an early breakfast, and get to the gangway early so they could leave the ship right at 9:00.  Their contact, a guy named Le Clerc, was to meet them at 10:00, on the left side of the St. Maarten sign. He sent Jake a picture of the sign and told him he would not be able to miss it.  Everything was set. 

Jake told the group, “Twenty-four hours from now, we’ll be married!”  He looked at Darby and it seemed like he was about to say something.  Darby stopped him, and said, “Like I said before, Dad… don’t ask me if I’m sure.  I am.  Ask me if I’m ready.”

Nora looked at Nate and nodded and said, “The same goes for me. And yes, dad… I am absolutely ready.”

“Well, baby?  Are you ready?” Jake asked Darby.

She leaned across the table and kissed him softly, and said, “I’ve been waiting for this my whole life. Yes, I’m ready. I wish it was tomorrow already!”

Nate said, “We’re gonna go see that Broadway show. You guys coming?”

Jake said, “I’m too wired to do anything except lay awake and think.  I think I’ma go listen to some jazz somewhere. See you back in the cabin later?” he said to Darby.

Darby answered, “Okay.  See you then.  I’m gonna go to the show with Nora and Nate,” and she kissed him lightly, adding softly, “I love you, daddy.”

“I love you too, baby,” and Jake waved at everyone and headed away.

As the three of them headed in the other direction, Nora asked, “Is he okay?  Is he mad at us or something?” 

Nate added, “Yeah… everything cool with yo’ Pops?”

Darby turned and looked fondly at her dad, just before he turned a corner and disappeared. “Yeah, he’s cool.  This is just something he does when he’s got a big thing the next day. Like a big presentation or an important meeting with a big client.  The night before, he just wants to sit somewhere and be alone so he can go over everything in his head.  He says it helps him be ready to think if things go sideways.

Nate replied, “Okay.  It just seemed kinda sudden, is all. Just want to make sure…”

Darby answered, “No, it’s all good. Honestly, I was waiting for this. If we were back home, he wouldn’t have even gone out to eat tonight. And let’s be real… tomorrow is the Big Day of all Big Days,” and she waggled her diamond-adorned left hand in front of them.

Two hours later, Darby let herself into their suite.  It was completely dark inside. Jake didn’t appear to be back in yet. She was about to go back out, but she noticed movement out on the balcony.  “Daddy, is that you?” she called out.

“Yeah, I’m just out here enjoying the ocean. This is really nice,” answered Jake from the darkness.

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