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.
"Oh, honey… I like that, I like that," he panted. They all dig being rimmed, I thought to myself as I licked away. Stiffening my tongue, I plunged it up his asshole and watched him grind his butt. He twisted in sexual ecstasy and I was forced to hold him down or he'd pull his ass away.
"Suck my ass… suck it, honey, suck it," he begged. I loved hearing him begging me to do things to him. I reached up to jerk his penis as I sucked. The double action really turned him on.
At the magic moment our orgasm neared, I knew enough by now to tear my tongue out of his asshole, and lick his balls. How he dug that.
"Suck on each nut," he insisted. Carefully I pulled each ball into my mouth and sucked it soothingly. But our time to climax neared, so I let his balls drop, licked up his dong from the underside and then capped the crown of his cock with my hot mouth.
Now, his hands reached down to hold my head in line with his thrusting penis.
"Oh, Debbie, suck Daddy off… that's my girl… suck me… suck my dirty prick… "
He twisted his butt all around the bed as he thrust his manhood to me. I felt his balls touching my chin as I gobbled down his prick. At this moment, the love I felt the first time he gave me his load, surged through me. I desired him desperately.
"Oh, baby, Daddy's going to give you a good load… that's it… suck it like that… go after the juice… "
I gripped his thighs as he rammed it mercilessly down my throat.
"Suck it, Debbie, suck it," he gasped, as his sperm load shot down my throat, creamy, hot, delicious.
I devoured him, every drop of his sticky hot jism. I pulled off his peter and grinned, "Now, Daddy, you've got to eat my pussy."
"Get up here, sweet box," he smiled. I climbed on top of him and his tongue flashed out and swept around my asshole. Holding me in place, he guided his tongue up my butt and I rotated my ass around it.
"Oh, Daddy, I love it when you rim me… do it."
That did it. He yanked his tongue out of my ass, and said, "Who told you ass sucking was rimming?"
Now I'd done it, indirectly revealing my last screwing session. I thought fast.
"I read one of those dirty books, Daddy," I giggled.
"You haven't been sucking somebody else, have you?"
"Silly, no-now get your tongue back there and finish eating me."
He got his tongue going again, and soon the fabulous thrills were flashing through my body once more.
"Ohhhh, I dig it, I dig it," I gasped, "but I'm going to come if you don't get that tongue up my snatch."
He took my cue, pulled out, and flung his tongue up there.
I watched in the mirror as his hands pulled me to his face and his tongue flicked in and out of my box like a penis.
"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me," I gasped. "Ohh, Daddy… I can't stand it… I can't stand it." The hot stuff was pouring down my pussy as he sucked on it.
"Suck me… eat it up… eat it up, Daddy, eat it." He fastened his face to my cunt, gripping me tightly and finished eating. When I knew he was satisfied, I pulled away and lay down.
I figured now was the time to tell him I'd come of age and must go out on my own. When his hammer-dong was satisfied, it was time to grip the moment.
"Daddy, I'm a big girl now," I told him softly.
"That you are," he smiled, reaching over and pinching on my titties playfully.
"I ought to be on my own."
"On your own?" he asked in shock. "What do you mean, Debbie?"
"Well, Daddy, I want to follow the sun. Being here in Acapulco had made me realize just how much I dig the beautiful sunshine… I don't like our gray winters in Chicago."
He gulped, "You are going to leave me alone."
"I have to someday," I tried to explain to him.
"Someday, but baby not now."
"I'm afraid it must be now or never," I told him. "I've made up my mind."
"Maybe you'll change your mind," he suggested anxiously.
"You can write to me… "
"Write," he laughed, "Oh, Debbie, you don't understand a man's feelings. When I touch you, when I thrill to you I'm the luckiest, the happiest man in the world. But when you are away, I'll be the goddamn loneliest fellow in hell."
"We've made our own private little hell," I told him.
"You've got to be kidding," Daddy said angrily, "you call our beautiful sex hell."
"When I can't have you as a lover or husband, yes. We can never smile at each other, wink, hold hands… nothing. It always has to be secret, behind locked doors. Acting all the time."
"You can't have everything," he argued. "Please, listen to me, honey. Nobody has it just the way they want it. You've got to listen to reason."
"I'm sorry, Daddy… I didn't mean to hurt you."
That hit him in the pit of the stomach. He'd been hurt so terribly when Mom died. Now our love was dying… I was putting it to death. But I had to. I feared where it might lead. I was young, vivacious, and packed with sex appeal all over my body. I vibrated to other men-I couldn't hold myself just for him. And it was better I break it off now-before we got any deeper.
"Alright," he nodded grimly. "I guess I always knew this day would have to come… "
"Oh, Daddy," I sighed, unable to find words to fit his needs.
Reaching over he stroked my body gently, and then he came closer and kissed my shoulders softly.
"A beautiful girl like you cannot be caged in a father's demented love. You've got to be free… free to find yourself."
I threw my arms around him, pressing my breasts hard on his manly chest.
"I knew you'd see it my way," I told him quietly, "because you really love me… not just a screwing, fucking kind of love, but you feel for me."
"Yes, I do," he whispered, his eyes moistening, as he brushed the side of his face against mine and kissed my forehead tenderly just like any normal father would do to his daughter when they were parting.
But how well I knew this father-daughter relationship was frighteningly different. And I hoped my plan to move out west, would work to get us both on the path toward something right. Even though I loved having sex with him, and I knew my body really got his engine going, I knew it was all wrong.