He was in his white shirt and army fatigue pants. 6 foot 4, hardened & muscled, cropped short hair and a steel jawline. Fresh back from the intense Indian army ranks, his dark skin and deep commanding voice made me curl my toes over the phone - hours before he came through the door.
I'm in my swimwear, a black triangle top with a very cheeky tie-side black bikini bottom - still damp from the recent pool dip in my condo, the thin strip of cloth tightening up my butt and pussy line as it dried slowly.
I'm 5 foot 5, slim and petite, with brunette hair and a lover of the sun, sand, and bikinis.
Through the door he came, catching me in my swimwear, as I shudder at the sight of his dominating form.
Seeing him fully clothed, and myself close to naked and exposed - makes me moan slightly as I feel all the more womanly.
He throws down his gear, pulls me in and firmly but gradually pushes me against the tall countertop as his strong mouth takes my exposed neck, my upper chest - helped by his strong jawline.
His hands run down my right nipple, flicking over the erecting nub and then across my slim belly and tugs at the side of my bikini bottom. The tugs move the thin strip of cloth covering my pussy, and it rubs sideways against my clit as I moan and shudder
"Ohh daddy.. Charan.."
"Mmm"
His replies are commanding in tone, and his thick, strong hand takes hold of my pussy and the entirety of my cloth-covered bottom - and begins jackhammering his entire hand up and down with strong vibrations.
I feel my bikini-clad body already beginning on the road to an orgasm, induced by my dark army daddy - after months of making myself cum during his absence.
His hand continues the motion, tireless as a result of his training, as he looks at my tensing self, my moans of the strength of the pleasure waves rippling through my body.
Oh god, I can feel it. The orgasm, a matter of how many by now, when it comes, is going to be the juicy one.
My toes begin to curl, and once more the thought of wearing so little against his clothed figure makes my body edge ever closer to cumming, screaming, submitting.
He suddenly changes position, going around me and pulling me to the sofa bed, where he sits down, and lies me down on top of him - as we both face upwards.
My petite figure is lying on his thick, massive frame and legs as his arm comes back and takes my bikini-covered bottom just right, and begins the gradual increase in pumping up and down.
His other hand unties my bikini top and throws it off, and begins fondling my hard nipples, still damp from the bikini material.
