Spring Break 2004 is a week I'll never forget. It's seared into my memory as the most debaucherous and depraved of my life and I still fantasize about it to this day.
When my daughter Jennifer, who was a college senior at the time, came home for vacation, she brought along a friend. I thought it would be a good idea, but there was no way to know how scandalously it would end.
To set the scene: I was 46, recently divorced, an empty nester, and facing a midlife crisis.
I wasn't the sort of divorcee who immediately dated and fucked around. Maybe that's because I didn't have much pent up sexual frustration. In fact, I had loved my wife dearly but she cheated and it had to end. Instead I took the evasive route, pretended everything was okay. Buried myself in work and the gym, though my new muscles went unused.
So when Jen came home for Spring Break that year, when I was at my most vulnerable, my life so chaotic... It was the perfect storm.
My daughter's friend, Kenzie, was the first woman to stir my balls in a while. She was California born and bred, and in our area outside Houston we didn't get too many valley girls.
About 5'5", she showed off her lean, tan tummy in a crop top and those low rise jeans the girls used to wear. Dyed blonde hair, natural blue eyes, a little too much makeup, belly button and nose rings; it was all sorta trashy but that just added to her 22 year old minx appeal.
I'd met a few of my daughter's other friends but Kenzie was far more provocative. She looked good, she smelled good, and she knew it.
She greeted me with bedroom eyes, "Nice to meet you, Mr. McLaughlin," and reached out her dainty hand.
To my surprise, when I met her gaze she snuck a horny lip bite and looked like she wanted to rub my arms. Like I said, I'd been working out and to be honest it showed. I'd actually just walked in from the gym and was in a tank top with a fresh pump. I'd seen other women check me out and with no ring on my finger my unchained penis reacted freely.
I inhaled after saying hello then had to exit so my dick wouldn't show. I'd popped an instant boner looking down at her small, well-sculpted tits and I was wearing basketball shorts! Kenzie didn't seem to notice and whipped her long hair back before giggling at my daughter.
Palming my package in the next room, I heard, "your dad is like... soooo hot..."
"Unhh..." I grunted, my ego now bigger than I thought possible. Along with my dick!
I ran to the shower and quickly got to masturbating. Damn... that tight fuckin' body.... What I'd do to see it bouncing on my hairy cock. To spread open that tiny pink cunt.
As I stroked, I wondered if I could actually pull this off. Or if I even would.... She thinks I'm sexy though, right? I heard her say it.
And my single friends told me about younger girls who have a thing for "Daddies". That they love older men. I thought they were bullshitting but the way Kenzie looked at me says they might be right.
"Hmm..." I thought. "I already have a daughter..."
But becoming Kenzie's dad wasn't my goal. Fuck no. I was gonna be her Daddy, she my little daughter-wife.
"FUCK!"
I whipped my hand off my dick, not wanting to cum just yet; I loved the lustful state she'd put me in. But maybe edging myself wasn't so smart because the second I smelled her perfume downstairs my dick started tingling.
I'd pretty much stopped jerking off post-divorce since the act made me too upset, so I'd barely cum in a month. My nuts had so much pent up jizz and I wanted to blast it all in Kenzie's warm hole. I wanted her sweet pussy leaking my seed, her tan ass covered in my hand prints, her slender neck bruised from my grip....
"Dad, you okay?"
"Oh uh, yeah, sorry."
I walked into the room but got stuck fantasizing when I saw Kenzie bent over the couch, her hips flaring out from her tight waist. When she lifted up and looked back, she recognized why I'd been distracted and giggled coquettishly.
"So, what are you girls gonna do while you're here?"
"Ride the horses, watch movies, drink wine...."
"I wanna swim!" Kenzie popped in. "I need to work on my tan."
My mouth watered thinking about her in a bikini and the erotic tan lines it would produce...
"Of course we're gonna swim! And maybe we'll hit town too. Go to some bars."
"Meet some boys?" I asked with a wink. My daughter rolled her eyes.
"I don't need to meet any boys," Kenzie commented with what seemed like a hint of seduction.
"Why, cuz you have a boyfriend?" my daughter asked, sounding irritated. "Come on, we both know he sucks. Who cares if you guys have been dating since middle school, it's time for a fresh start!"
Kenzie was still looking at me and I couldn't help but feel her comment was directed towards me. I had to concentrate so my boner wouldn't visibly twitch in my shorts.
"Just don't get up to anything too naughty while you're here."
"We won't," Jen replied, but Kenzie's Cheshire grin made me not so sure.
Shortly after, Kenzie went to Jen's room to change. And change she did!
When she stepped out she was in the skimpiest bikini I'd ever seen. The top just barely covered her perky little tits and the bottoms rode up her soft, peachy ass like dental floss. From the front, I could nearly make out her puffy pussy lips as they tried to poke out.
"Fuckin' hell...." I muttered, then put on my own suit to maximize my time with this hottie.
That might sound perverted but I don't give a fuck. There was a 10/10 bikini'd babe walking around my backyard and I wasn't gonna miss it.
This also provided me with an opportunity to show off my own physique, which Kenzie fell right into. I gave a smug grin when she eyed me up and down as I strutted out the door. But I too did my fair share of gawking.
"Let me get on your shoulders," my daughter asked after a few laps.
Jennifer hopped on and I swung her around before throwing her off. We repeated this a few times and it was nice to share quality time with my daughter.
"Can I try?" Kenzie asked curiously from the side.
"Why not," I shrugged, though I wasn't sure it was a good idea.
It ended up being an amazing one because after I dunked into the pool, Kenzie's soft legs wrapped around my neck. Then her bubble ass plopped right on my shoulders!
"EEEEEEE!!" she squealed as I lifted her out of the water.
I stood with my big hands wrapped around her thin ankles, one of which had an anklet. She had gorgeous feet, petite and slender with high arches. Her toes were painted white with a few rings, all of which added to the California vibe.
But even better than her feet were her thighs! Sweet and succulent, they gripped my neck as I swayed her around. Each lurch made her squeeze tighter, choking me with heavenly soft skin.
I took a risk, partially by accident, and rubbed up her calf. She didn't seem to notice, or didn't mind, so I did it a few more times while pretending to balance.
"AHHH! Don't drop me! I'm so high up! You're like soooo tall!"
"And he's pretty strong too, huh?" my daughter added proudly. "I keep telling him to get out there and date. He's good looking enough, I'm sure some fish would bite! Besides, Mom already has a boyfriend so you have to catch up."
"WHAT?!"
