Daniel and Sara

The next day, Sara and Daniel slept in, waking about 10:30. It felt good to just awaken when their bodies decided, not by a planned wake up call. They laid in bed for a little while, just cuddling, but soon they had to obey the messages their bladders were sending. Ever the gentleman, Daniel let his daughter go first, giving Sara her privacy while he waited not exactly patiently for her to finish. After a few minutes that seemed like an hour, he finally got his turn.

They cleaned up, put on bathing suits and some coverings, and went down to breakfast in the restaurant, and after that, walked the short distance to the beach. They spread out towels and a big blanket and just lay back in the sun. Daniel had on a simple pair of blue trunks, and his sandals and Grateful Dead tie-dye t-shirt were just on the blanket. Sara wore a pink and white stripe bikini, with a matching wrap and flip flops. It wasn't much of a bikini, actually. It covered the bare minimum to keep from getting arrested.

After spreading lotion on each other, Daniel said "This is a vacation! Just resting on a beach has always been my favorite vacation. I like doing the tourist stuff too, but this is my favorite. Listening to the waves...it's just so peaceful. If I didn't like being busy, I could do this for the rest of my life, honey."

Sara looked at him over her overlarge sunglasses and said "I could do it with you. In my fantasy world. I'd like to work, though, if I could only figure out what I want to do. I'm still not really sure. Any suggestions?"

"The only thing I can say is a lot of people get to college not sure what they want to do. Some do, others don't. You have those first two years, if you need them, to decide. Take a variety of courses to start, see what peaks your interest. I know you have shown a talent in math and science, and that is your best bet, probably, the STEM core. It's where the best opportunities will be in the future, honey. There's going to be a huge demand for engineers of all kinds. But then again, if you wanted to do that, I would have been glad to leave you the business some day. Not an option anymore, is it?" he said with a sad kind of smile.

Sara reached for her fathers hand. "No, but to be honest, I really didn't want that kind of business. I know that hurts you, but it just wasn't for me. I loved a lot of the people, though, especially Jennifer. You had a good team working for you. You should be proud of what you all built together."

"Thanks honey. It didn't 'hurt' me when you said you didn't want me to turn over the business some day. I did kind of hope you'd take it over, and it was kind of sad for me when you didn't want it. But you have to live your life, with your own goals, your own desires. You can't live my life and be happy. Nothing's more important to me than your happiness." He squeezed her hand gently.

Sara, far from the first time, looked at her father with the deepest love she had in her heart. If only... Sara said "Lets go for a swim, daddy. I'm roasting here!"

"Me too. Though I think the water's too warm to really cool off. Let's go!" They ran off to the water. Daniel was right, the water was very warm.

They swam around, the water, though not cool, still took the heat from their bodies. When they stopped, treading water, they saw down to the sea floor, the water here clear like glass. The waters off the beaches of Long Island weren't anywhere near this translucent.

Sara draped her arms around her fathers neck and kissed him softly, three pecks. "I am having the best time, daddy. This is just so relaxing. And I'm so enjoying being with the sexiest man in the world. Every other woman must be incredibly jealous. Too bad for them. You're mine." She kissed him again, a longer, passionate kiss.

Daniel loved the way she looked, sea water beading on her skin and the sun glowing on her dark complexion. "You are so beautiful, my darling. I'm so proud to be seen with you, anywhere. Well, almost anywhere." He smiled then kissed her, a long, sexy kiss. His cock was stirring in his trunks. "I want you, honey, Right here, right now. How about you?"

"I always want you, daddy. You know me. Follow me, daddy." She led him as they swam towards the shoreline, until they reached the point shallow enough so they could stand, with the water level up to their shoulders. Sara then eased herself so her legs wrapped around his lower back in the water, her buoyancy provided by the salt water. She kissed him again, a very long hot kiss. Sara whispered in his ear "Take me, daddy, my lover. Slide that sweet cock into me and fuck me, daddy."

He reached down and untied his trunks, letting them fall down to his knees. Then he pulled her bikini bottoms to the side, took his cock in his hand and let the head tease her ready pussy.

"Daddy, that feels wonderful. I love how you tease me, my big dirty man. I can't wait until you give me a good hard fucking" she whispered in his ear. "Are you going to give me that hot cock? Please, daddy?"

"I'm ready when you are. I want to feel your pussy milk my balls dry." And then he slipped into her, his cock enveloped by the heat of her needy cunt.

Sara wrapped her legs tighter, her heels on his buttocks so his cock couldn't move. "Fuck, daddy, that's so good. I love feeling filled up by you. You fit me just perfectly" she said breathlessly.

"And you feel like a warm, moist glove around my cock" Daniel grunted as Sara squeezed him with her strong muscles. "God, I want to scream with joy every time you do that to me."

Because there were people not far away, they had to keep their voices down, something they both found difficult to do. They'd come to enjoy expressing their pleasure during sex over these past few months. and it wasn't easy changing their habits. They also had to limit their movements, again, to not draw attention. But they didn't know that eyes were on them from the beach.

It was also very hot out, and even being in the water, with no hats on to protect their heads, meant they couldn't just take their time. Sara kept squeezing Daniels' cock with her pussy, gripping and easing off, with an increasing tempo, and he was flexing his cock inside her by tightening his buttocks repeatedly. It wasn't like an all out wild fuck, but it did have its own pleasures. Soon Sara was breathing harder, her clit grinding on his bone, and soon they both came as quietly as they could manage.

"Daddy, that was so nice. It was kind of fun having to control myself, especially when I came. A real challenge. And I have a pussy full of daddy cum now, which always feels wonderful. But I need to move off you. I'm kind of stiff. And I'm so damn hot!"

"Yes you are, my love" Daniel chuckled. "Very, very hot." He kissed her lovingly. "And I agree, that was very nice. A lovely way to spend some time together. I also agree, I'm roasting here."

They swam to the shore, walking hand in hand to their spot. It was equally hot there without any shade, so they gathered their things and decided to get a drink at the outdoor bar by the hotel pool.

They ordered drinks at the bar, and were sitting there just sipping their drinks and talking about nothing in particular when they were interrupted by another couple, another older man and younger woman. "Excuse me" he said, "do you mind if we sit next to you here?" He had an accent, something Nordic or Germanic, perhaps.

It seemed odd the Sara and Daniel. There was plenty of room by the bar or at a table to sit at. But they seemed like a nice couple, and very attractive. "Please, help yourself. It's a free country" Daniel said.

"Are you Americans? We're Danish. I'm Peter, this is Kristina. Pleased to meet you."

"Yes we're Americans. I'm Daniel and this is Sara. Nice to meet you too."

Peter said "We don't mean to be in your way, but are you in room 814?" Daniel said yes. "We're down the hall a bit, room 820."

A bad feeling came to both Sara and Daniel.

"Don't be worried" Peter continued. "We were at breakfast before, and we thought we recognized your voices." The warning flags were waving in the father and daughters minds. "See, we were walking down the hall to our room yesterday, and we, well, we heard you from your room."

Sara softly said "Oh god, I feel like I want to just be washed out to sea!"

Kristina said "No, don't be embarrassed. It was quite exciting to hear you both." She was tall, about 5'8" with long blond hair, a slim waist and full breasts, and she looked to be about 25 or so. Peter was about 10 years older, also blond and in good shape. clean shaven and smooth chest. "We have to say, we listened to you for a few minutes, then went back to our room and had a great time. We found you to be very inspiring." She said it with no shame at all.

Daniel and Sara, on the other hand, were both wishing for a crack to open up in the earth and swallow them up. At least, Daniel thought, they could claim they were just playing a father-daughter fantasy. Or so he thought.

Sara, however, had a feeling the other couple might be aware they were a real father and daughter. The next few minutes would tell.

Daniel said "We were just role playing, just a fantasy thing. I'm not actually sleeping with my daughter."

Peter smiled knowingly and said "I understand. Just like Kristina isn't really my sister."

They know, Daniel thought. And they're also committing incest, siblings.

Sara said "No, really, we're just a couple having fun here. We're just very open minded."

Kristina tried to put them at ease. "We're not looking to cause you trouble. We don't care that you're related. We are too, and we have a great time. Sometimes," she continued, "we even enjoy ourselves with other couples, like minded couples. Only if they're interested. We never push ourselves onto anyone. But if you're interested, we could get together in our room later. Maybe we could all have dinner first, yes? If you're interested, why don't you meet us in our room, at 8? If not, no hard feelings. Why don't my brother and I let you two talk about it? Maybe we see you later." With that, the Danish couple said goodbye and left them alone.

Sara spoke first. "Oh for fucks sake, we should have figured someone would hear us. It even turned me on, thinking about it. I didn't think anyone would figure out it was us, and I certainly didn't expect we'd be approached! And they invited us to...what, swap with them?"

"Don't worry, honey. We're not obligated. It was an offer, we don't have to do it. I think...? Is it something you want to do? I did notice a slight look of, I guess, intrigue, on your face for a moment. Be honest."

"What about you, dad? She' very beautiful. I admit, he's also very handsome. And they were so, comfortable, in their approach. I totally believe they've done this before."

"Well, I don't like the idea of sharing you, but that's kind of selfish of me, isn't it. You shared me with Lena, and also with Steph. So I'll go by you. If you're at all interested, I'll go along."

"Ha! Like you'd be making some big sacrifice, having sex with Kristina! Don't lay this all on me, dad. If we do this, we do this together. It's not all on one person."

"Fair enough. Are you interested in having sex with Peter? You haven't been with another man since we began our relationship. So be honest, if you do want it. In a few weeks you'll be going away anyway, and we'll both, hopefully, be looking into other opportunities."

"I don't want to discuss that now!" she said severely. "I'm not even thinking about that! This is a completely different discussion." She was angry now, her youth getting the better of her judgement. "I say let's do it. We're supposed to be experiencing new things, right?"

"Honey, I just don't want you making this decision while you're upset, please. We can think about it; it's only 2 now."

"What's to think about? You don't like that another man wants to fuck me?" She was really angry now. "You think I'm yours alone? Dad?"

Daniel didn't know how to respond. He knew from experience that Sara, while rarely a defiant daughter, could be almost impossible to deal with when she lost her temper. It didn't happen often, but when it did, it was better to just let her calm down on her own. "Whatever you want, Sara. I'm going back to the room. I'd like it if you'd join me."

He got up and walked away, leaving Sara to stew. She sat there, still furious, not even really knowing why she was so upset. Her father really hadn't done anything to upset her. She had to admit to herself, she did find Peter as well as Kristina very attractive, and objectively, she was interested. But what got her so angry was when Daniel had referred to the time approaching when they be separating, her going off to school. The experiences with Steph, with Lena, and, if they did it, with Peter and Kristina, were just sex. Fun, explorative sexual encounters. But the thought of moving on permanently from her father, her lover, the man she'd fallen in love with was bad enough. But she felt like he was acting like it was no big deal to him, and she knew how he felt deep down inside. How could he be so casual with her feelings? And she knew he really wasn't, that he loved her more than anything. She bent her head down and cried. She hurt him now.

The bartender asked if she was ok, if she needed anything. Sara picked her head up and took an offered napkin, wiped her eyes and nose, thanked the bartender, and went off to follow her father to their room.

When she got to the room, she found him sitting on the balcony, doing nothing, just sitting there. It broke her heart to think about how she had treated this wonderful man who'd done everything for her, sacrificing so much for her all these years. Silently, she sat in the chair next to him and took his hand in hers. Daniel looked at her sadly, squeezing her hand in his. "I'm sorry, honey. I shouldn't have even considered that come on from them. I should never put you in that position."

Sara moved and sat on his lap, a daughter seeking comfort from her father. Her arms went around his neck. "No, daddy, it's not your fault, it's mine. It had nothing to do with the two of them. When you mentioned how we're going to be going our separate ways in a few weeks, I just lost it. The thought of you moving on to another woman, or expecting me to just meet some guy just exploded in my mind. I love this trip we're on. I love what we've become, and I really love you. My father. My lover. My Daniel." She kissed him with all her soul, her heart spilling out through her lips. "I don't want to be with another couple tonight, my love. I just want to be with you. I don't need another man. No other man could please me the way you do." She kissed him again, a short tender kiss.

I really do love this woman, Daniel thought. Not just as my daughter, but as a soul mate. She's so incredibly special. He held her to him, her head resting on his shoulder. She asked "Do you forgive me, daddy?" in her very small voice, the voice she used when she was sad or worried.

"There's nothing to forgive, honey. We had a disagreement that got a little heated, that's all. I hurt you and you hurt me. The damage was minor. We forgave each other. We love each other." His fingers were travelling through her thick curls, though he had to be very gentle; the salt of the water was still in her hair, making it very fragile. "I love you more than anything in this world, Sara. It's not even close. Short of murdering someone I can't think of anything you could do that would get me to the point that I wouldn't love you. And even then, I would still love you and stand by you. So, are we ok?"

Sara sniffled and wiped her eyes. "You bet, daddy. I feel ashamed for losing my temper with you."

"Please don't. We're having a great vacation, but we are under a lot of stress, knowing in less than 3 weeks,...well, you know what happens. It's a lot for us to deal with. Tell you what, so as not to be rude, I'll call Peter and Kristina's room and tell them not to wait for us tonight, I'll graciously thank them but tell them no thank you so they don't wait for us unnecessarily. We'll shower, and dress...I know it's early yet, but by the time we're ready it will be around 5 or so, We didn't each lunch, so I'm already hungry. What about you, honey?"

"I could eat, though we might not get out of here as quickly as you think" Sara said with a wink of her eye.

"OK, we get going around 6. We get a drink or two before dinner, and then we can go to a music club. Or, if you want, we can go dancing. Would you like that, baby? I'll deal with the loud music, long as I can, anyway."

"Daddy, we don't have to go to a loud place to dance. We can go to a small club, where they have mellow music. Maybe we dance, maybe not. We could dance slow, and I can stare into my sweet Daniels' eyes, my arms around your neck. You can hold me around my back, stare back into my eyes, and I can feel the adoration you'll shower upon me. And we'll come back here, we'll kiss and kiss and kiss, and we'll get into bed and we'll make love, beautiful love, until we can no longer move. My Daniel, my love. Your Sara, your love. And even after we finish, we'll kiss some more and more. Until we have to fall asleep, unable to keep our eyes open. And even then, we'll still love each other." She kissed Daniel so lovingly he thought his heart would burst.

"Darling, you have the heart of a lover and the soul of a poet. Maybe you should take English as your major, with the goal of becoming a writer. I think you could tell the stories very well. We can talk later. You get the shower started and I'll make the call. Go on, baby. Scat!" and he swatted her bottom, playfully. Sara jumped away. giggling like a very young girl.

Peter and Kristina were disappointed, but they understood, and wished Daniel and Sara well.

Daniel went to the bathroom, where Sara had already started showering. She opened the door for her father, who joined her and started getting the salt and sand off himself. They then took turns shampooing each others hair, Daniel doing Saras' first. She loved the sensation of her fathers' strong fingers massaging her scalp, lathering her hair gently but firmly. His touch really turned her on immensely. "I love the way you do that, daddy. I love the way you touch me, in every way. It's an incredibly sensual experience, being touched by you." She leaned up on her toes and kissed him tenderly, lovingly. "Now, my turn to do you."

Sara then ran her fingers through her fathers hair and scalp, a much shorter process than when he did hers. But he equally loved the feeling of her fingers, with their elegant nails, running through his crown of hair and bald scalp. Daniel loved her touch as much as she loved his. "Baby, I love your touch just as much. You have such a sweet touch." He kissed her this time, sexy, loving kisses. Now it was time to soap up and this time Sara took care of Daniel first, taking her time, letting her hands glide all over his body, covering him in suds, paying special attention to his cock and balls and also the crack between his buttocks. He was fully aroused.

"Now you do me daddy" Sara said with the deliberate double entendre.

"Love to, baby" Daniel replied and proceeded to wash his lovely daughter, soaping her from head to toe. He gave extra special attention to her soft breasts and thick nipples, and then to the region all around her pussy and to her round full ass.

"God, I'm so wet, and I don't mean from the shower" Sara moaned into her fathers ear. "You drive me crazy with desire, daddy. I need you so bad! The only question I have is here or the bed?"

Daniel, his own arousal very apparent, said "The bed, baby. I want to be able to do some very naughty things with you that would be so much easier in there. Sorry if you were hoping for a different answer, honey."