Daddy's For The Week Pt. 01

Was I thrilled about spending the next two weeks in Mexico with my parents and my dorky teenage brother? Not particularly.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family. My parents are a bit like the odd couple. My mum is quiet and reserved, overly sweet to strangers but somewhat cold to those she loves most. She's early to rise and early to bed and life with her is calm albeit a little boring. My dad is vibrant and fun. He loves socializing, cracking jokes, and experiencing life for all it's worth. I'm not sure how they ended up together. They met in college and just kind of stuck with it, I often wondered if Dad wanted more than quiet contentment. On Valentine's Day, he is one for big displays of affection and my mum simply goes red and turns away from his puckering lips, hurrying off to finish washing up the breakfast dishes. Dad doesn't seem to mind, he just smiles, planting drawn-out kisses on our foreheads "Mmmmmmmm....wah!" He exclaims his love for his family loud and proud.

I hate to admit it but I do wonder about their sex life. Sure, I know they have done it at least twice! Once 22 years ago to create myself, a bubbly, brunette version of my bubbly brunette father and then again 14 years later to produce Jay, bookish and quiet, a chip of Mum's calm block. But I truly did wonder what happened when they shut the door to the bedroom at night.

Dad was always whipping Mum's butt playfully with a damp tea towel whilst they cooked together or nuzzled into the nape of her neck as she fiddled with the front door key and these displays of affection were always met with the same reaction, "Paul....stop!" As she pushed him away. She preferred a quick peck on the lips and a closed-lip smile as she left for work, those were her big displays of love.

I could just imagine them falling into bed, Dad's warm body covered in nothing but thin cotton briefs, yearning to be caressed but his loving wife whilst the ice princess didn't even glance down as she pecked him quickly on the lips and rolled over to go to sleep.

"Turn off the light Paul."

I'm ashamed to admit it but when I heard him in the shower each morning I imagined him with his eyes closed, body slippery, soaping up his cock with extra special care imagining the life of fun and excitement he craved away from the quiet house on Sunset Park Lane.

Hell, I think everybody could tell how stale life had become because my Grandparents were the ones who had given us this vacation.

"You need an adventure!" They exclaimed whilst cuddling together on the couch on Christmas morning. They were two people in love, affectionate as the day they met 50 years prior.

So there the four of us were, walking into the grand lobby of a lavish Mexican resort. My mum, 20 feet ahead of the rest of us, documents in hand eager to get checked in. My brother wandered over to a seat by the wall and buried his head back into his phone.

"Look at this view!"

Dad declared throwing his arm around my shoulder to pull me crashing against him as he strolled over to the large picture window.

His warm lips planted kisses on my forehead and I squeezed his middle.

"This is going to be fun!" He said with a smile and I looked up eager to believe him, my poor little golden retriever father still so hopeful of a joyous time after all these grey years.

We stood there for a while taking in the sights of the beautiful Mexican beach and by the time we turned around Jay and Mum had already gone, texting us the room number. +1 for family togetherness.

Instead of rushing straight up, we decided to take our free welcome cocktail for a walk outside to enjoy some midday sun and review our surroundings. I grabbed Dad's hand and swung it dramatically like I did when I was a child, and we strolled hand in hand smiling at the loved-up couples relaxing by the pool.

Our laughter-filled stroll was cut short by a call from Mum.

"Paul..." she exclaimed, sounding exhausted by his very name.

"There is a testing station by the elevator bank and unfortunately both Jay and I have tested positive for Covid and will now apparently be spending the next week quarantined in our hotel room."

My mouth fell open. We had been informed this was the risk of traveling internationally but hadn't exactly thought about the ramifications of spending a week in a single hotel room together. My mouth was dry at the thought, and we quickly walked over to be tested and handed our sentences.

"OK folks, you are good to go!" The jovial employee informed us as we sat in our hard plastic chairs awaiting our results.

"I'm sorry?" My dad questioned.

"All negative! Get out in the sun, be in love, enjoy some tamales!" He joked as he ushered us out of the waiting bay.

My Dad and I stared at each other in shock as he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"I need you to bring water on your way up Paul, and extra towels...." She rattled off her list of demands before the word hello.

"Ugh Junie, Georgia and I both tested negative."

"Oh...really?"

There was temporary silence as we were all unsure of what the next move may be.

"I guess you guys should probably stay in another room then unless you want to just quarantine in with us?"

Dad and I pulled identical faces at each other at the thought.

"Ugh no sweets I think that's ok...we will get another room, and have some quality Daddy and daughter time! Can we see you guys at all?"

"Unfortunately not, we are in full quarantine until the 18th at 9 am right before we fly home. They will bring our meals to the room, I guess we came to Mexico to stare at the parking lot from our hotel room!"

"Aw, not even an ocean view?"

After a few more pleasantries they hung up the phone and the daddy-daughter vacation experiment had begun.

"I guess we should get a room then!" Dad exclaimed, throwing his arm around my shoulder and pulling me in for another famous Paul Thomas forehead smooch.

"I have an idea! Let's pretend it's our honeymoon!"

He looked at me with confusion.

"These resorts are famous honeymoon spots, surely there must be some extra perks," I said with a wink and he chuckled at my suggestion.

As we waited in line to speak with the reception staff I turned my head up toward his and pulled his arms around my body so his hands rested on my lower back hovering slightly above my ass. I couldn't help but smirk as I flicked my hair to one side and nuzzled into his neck. The familiar scent of his cologne filled my nostrils as I breathed him in deeply and peppered a few kisses right below his right ear.

I heard him take a sharp breath in, unsure how to react to my forwardness as I giggled against him. Safe and loved in my Daddy's arms.

When it was our turn to approach the desk, I spun around with a beaming smile, grabbed his hand, and was ready to put on the performance of a lifetime.

"Hi! How are you?"

"Hola! Welcome to Mexico. Checking in?"

"Here is hoping! Now I have to be honest, we are flying by the seat of our pants of here..."

I paused to give my dad's butt a playful slap as he held in his laughter at my over-the-top performance.

"We just eloped..."

"Oh my god, Congratulations!

"Thank you so much! We planned on just quickly eloping and then going home but we decided that isn't how you celebrate a new marriage! So we threw a few items in a bag, rushed to the airport, and took the next flight to a sunny place and now we are here and we would like to purchase a room for the next week."

The receptionist smiled widely at our story of love and Dad snaked his arm around my waist and beamed right back at her over my shoulder.

"Now we don't need anything fancy, the ground floor with a view of the parking lot is just fine! We aren't made of money." I joked as I turned my head to kiss my dad's stubble-covered cheek. His beaming smile grew wider.

"If you wouldn't mind waiting over to the side I will see what I can do." She said with a wink.

Dad fell into the small loveseat in the waiting area out of earshot in a fit of laughter.

"Get her the Oscar!"

"Now baby, I do not know what you are talking about! I'm just a young girl in love with my new handsome husband"

I stood in front of him, grabbing both his hands in my own and locking our fingers together. My dark eyes stared lustfully into his own.

"Aren't you glad we get to spend the next week as newlyweds?"

His smile disappeared and a look of confusion spread across his face.

"What do you mean?"

"Well we have told the staff it's our honeymoon, wouldn't it be a bit odd if they heard me calling you dad now suddenly? I mean I could try Daddy...."

He cut me off, unsure if he wanted to walk down this reckless road with me.

Before we could set any ground rules, Valentina, our vacation Angel, was back before us beaming still.

"My lovebirds! I have charged your card for that "ground floor parking lot view room," she said with an eye roll.

"But that is not where you will be staying! Our most romantic suite is available and for this week only it's all yours!"

I dropped my dad's hand to grasp Valentina's.

"You do not have to do that!"

"Hey now missy, if you don't get a big fancy wedding you should at least get a big fancy honeymoon! This is Carlos, he will take you up and show you the room. Please point out your bags to us and we will make sure they get sent up."

She waved her hand at the pile of luggage next to the check-in desk and air-kissed us as she left.

Step 1: Complete.

We followed Carlos through the air-conditioned lobby hand in hand. He commented on our newlywed glow, and I took this opportunity to run my finger over my dad's blushing cheeks as he stared into my eyes, still mildly unsure of what was happening.

As we rode the elevator up to the top floor I wrapped myself in my dad's arms from behind one more time, chit-chatting with Carlos about beautiful Mexico as my ass rubbed against my dad's crotch. He didn't move or protest just stood frozen as I went about waking up his growing cock.

As the elevator dinged, Carlos strolled out confidently and we shuffled out behind him, dad stuck to my back like glue to hide his growing erection.

When I pulled away from him, he would snake his arms around me to hold me back closer causing me to giggle and Carlos to look on in with a smile.

"Carlos...buddy...you don't need to show us the room.." Dad declared as we arrived at the large double doors.

"Oh no sir I really must, I want to point out the hot tub and the...." Dad cut him off with the wave of his hand, reaching into his pocket for a tip and placing it in Carlos' hand in exchange for the room key.

"Please, I want to carry my love across the doorframe and god love you buddy but we kind of want to do that alone..."

I smiled widely at Carlos hinging slightly at the waist to continue my clothed assault on my dads cock as we both chuckled and Carlos gave us a knowing look before tapping the end of his nose and disappearing back down the hallway toward elevators.

After he was out of sight, Dad grabbed my shoulders and spun me around with force.

"Georgie! What was that?" His eyes were wide and I couldn't help but laugh as I slowly glanced down to take in the sight of his largely tented shorts.

"For me?"

I fluttered my eyelashes dramatically, my hand on my heart, and with a bright smile. He couldn't help but laugh along with me, unsure of what alternate reality we had fallen into.

"Hoist me up, Daddy" I spread my arms out to my side like a giant T staring at him.

He rolled his eyes and scooped me up into his strong arms, slipping in the key card and kicking the door open with his foot as we went tumbling through with a laugh.

The room was gorgeous.

A large bathroom with a tub that had sliding doors to allow it to be seen from the bedroom, a king bed, big, squishy, and covered in crisp white sheets, a view of the ocean, and a giant terrace with both hot tub and plunge pool completely private and out of the view of prying eyes.

After a quick tour in Daddy's arms, I was suddenly sailing through the air as he tossed me onto the bed like a football.

"Hey!" I exclaimed with a thud.

"That's not very romantic!"

"Well, good thing you are my daughter and not my wife!" He chuckled, dramatically dusting his hands off, and walked toward the window to inspect the view some more.

This can't be over! I thought longing for our little game to continue.

"Not for this week..."I sang as I spun around to sit cross-legged on the side of the bed, staring at his turned back.

As he stood, looking out on the Pacific Ocean I couldn't help but notice his broad shoulders, or how tanned and shapely his legs were. As I drank him in all I could imagine was the weight of that strong body, slightly chubby with age but no less strong, pinning me to the comfy bed that I perched on.

"Come on Paul...." I almost moaned his name as the longing inside of me seeped out.

He turned his head to look at me and I uncrossed my legs, using my hands to push them wide open before resting back on my elbows staring into his eyes willing him on.

His eyes broke away from mine to dance down my body. My dark eyes pleading with him, lips rosy and puckered for him, tanned shoulders melting into a heaving chest peeking out over the top of my tank top and lightly kissed with freckles. His eyes lingered slightly longer on my small jean shorts, now riding up uncomfortably into my pussy, the hard denim seam sitting flush to my sensitive clit and allowing my slit to appear beneath its fabric.

"What do you want to do?" I asked cheekily.

"I would love to have a lovely wholesome vacation with my beautiful daughter!" He declared proudly turning back toward the window with a proud smile as if he had won the battle in his mind.

"Ok sure! You can fill my hole some..." I laughed at my dumb joke, "Your mouth says no but the hard cock in your pants says I want to bend you over this cute table and see what sounds you make when I fuck you hard from the back..."

"Georgie!" He spun around in shock.

"Don't be such a square baby! You have a hot young lady begging you to make her your little whore for the next week, just two consenting adults on vacation from real life exploring each other's bodies and having hot passionate sex....no strings!"

"Strings?! You are my daughter, those are some unbreakable strings..."

"Not this week Daddy....this week I'm whatever you want me to be..."

I jumped off the bed to slink toward him.

"I want to wake up with you inside of me, I want my mouth to cover every inch of your body, I want you to cum all over me. You tell me you love me all the time, it's now time to show me."

I stood in front of him, staring up into his inquisitive eyes knowing that the one of us to move first, loses.

To my shock instead of pushing me away and shutting me down forever or throwing me onto the bed and ravaging me like a horny schoolboy, he took a different approach.

He softly reached his hands up to cup my face and pulled me towards him for the most magnificent kiss of my life. It was like he was drinking me in, his tongue parted my lips and entered my mouth sensually. His thumbs lightly brushed my warm cheeks and he pulled me forward further. He wasn't overly eager and too aggressive, his tongue was slow and caressing and I wanted to stay locked in his mouth forever. After a few minutes I inched back, breathing deeply with chest heaving, my horny mind scrambled but he didn't let me go.

Instead, he turned his attention solely to my bottom lip, sucking and nibbling it, moaning against it as if it was the best thing he ever tasted.

His hands left my face to pull my body against his, scooping me up off the ground into his loving cradle.

He walked me back toward the bed and this time laid me delectably atop it.

He pulled back to study me.

"My girl...." He said proudly as he smoothed my hair down on either side. He ran his hands up and down my body as I stared into his kind face, watching him take me in.

His hands found the button of my shorts and popped it open, gently pulling them down my legs to reveal my glistening pussy to him.

He ran a calloused thumb up and down my slit a few times while studying my eyes. The thought of my dad's hand on my clit whilst he stared into my eyes was almost too much for me to handle, but before I had time to process this sensation too much he was on his knees before me.

I popped up onto my elbows just in time to watch him sink his bristled face into my center, sucking every inch of my pink folds. Instinctively I threw a hand into his hair, desperate for him to go deeper. His explorative mouth found my throbbing clit and sucked it deep into his moistening mouth whilst he twisted a thick middle finger inside of me.

My mind went blank at the feeling of my tight little hole stretching around his finger. I let myself fall backward onto the bed and enjoyed the feeling of my father eating my pussy.

After a few glorious few minutes, my haze was broken by the buzzing of my cell phone next to my head.

I smirked as I swiped to answer the call.

"Hi Mum..." I said calmly, wrapping my legs firmly around my dad's glistening face giving him no option but to continue his feast, adding a second finger to the party and scissoring my hole slowly as he listened on.

"Yeah, we got another room, teeny tiny, two single beds like we are at summer camp." I laughed.

After filling me in on the movie marathon she and my brother were planning for the rest of the evening she asked to speak with her husband.

"Dad's not here right now, he's gone exploring I think. I'll get him to call you later?"

My orgasm was quickly approaching and I was desperate to get her off the phone but suddenly quiet June had morphed into chatty Cathy. I had no choice but to mute myself whilst she rattled on about the nearby attractions she had been reading about for Dad and me to go and visit.

"Oh Daddy, I'm so close....." I whined before unmuting to continue my conversation.

"Yeah Mum, that sounds great, maybe we will go and see it tomorrow."

"I'm cumingggg" I moaned as I flooded my dad's mouth with my juices.

I lay panting for a moment, too stunned to put together a single thought.

"Honey...? Did I lose you?" Mum called into the abyss.

"Sorry, Mum! Must be a bad connection, but Dad just walked in, talk to him!" I pegged the phone at his smirking face, wet with his own daughter's cum.

"How's prison treating you?" He joked while sandwiching the phone between his ear and shoulder as he stripped off his clothes. Through hooded eyes, tired with post-orgasm exhaustion, I watched as his penis came into view, 6 inches long and thicker than I had ever had, he ran his palm along my drenched pussy before grasping the thick salami tightly in his large fist and stroked himself whilst staring deep into my eyes.

"Aw sweetheart, I'm sorry I can't be there to keep you company..." He purred through the phone.

"Ew Paul! Don't be gross, can Georgia hear you?"

"No sweetie! She's gone to the bathroom, don't worry." He winked before pulling the phone from his ear, hitting the speakerphone button, and placing it next to me on the bed.

"So anyway as I was saying about this nature hike..." She carried on talking as I felt the tip of my dads rock hard cock run the length of my slit before settling right at my entrance.

My eyes darted to the phone beside me nervously before a large palm locked over my mouth pinning me to the bed.

"Lay back and take it" He mouthed to not alert his wife of the games he was playing.

Suddenly every single inch of his cock was deep within me. I couldn't tell if I screamed into his hand or made no sound at all. Joyous tears pricked in my eyes and my hand instinctively found my warm clit.

"That sounds great honey, we will check it out and report back, I wish you and Jay could come with us. What are you two up to?"