*~*HER POV*~*

"I can't believe you dragged me into this!"

"Well, I'm not about to keep you stowed away in the house, Babygirl. You're in Jersey and a little sun won't kill you."

He grabs me by the waist and his lips drain all the fight out of me. Ever since Lexi arrived with her girlfriend that morning, his kisses and hugs have been more than plentiful. I will admit, maybe not to David but to myself, that I wish they had left us alone.

The morning had started off innocently enough...well...as innocent as it could. I had rolled over in bed when the sun's rays peeked through the curtains, my head resting on David's chest. He groaned and pressed his lips to my forehead. I smiled sleepily and gazed up at him.

I welcomed his lazy kisses as he mumbled half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up. His hand cupped my head gently and his kisses deepened. My fingers traced patterns through his chest hair and lower over his belly.

Only then did he groan again with a raspy, "Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it's working."

His hand traveled from my head and down my back to my hip. I gave his cock a squeeze and wiggled under the blanket, laying between his legs and enjoying my early morning breakfast. He gazed down at me with hooded eyes as he slowly woke up.

My hand moved along his hardening shaft and he let out a low moan. His fingers massaged my scalp as I took him into my mouth. "Good morning, baby," he groaned as I hollowed my cheeks and massaged the underside of his dick with my tongue.

I looked up at him through my lashes as his grip tightened in my hair and he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I reached down with one hand to cup his heavy sac as I ran my tongue along his shaft. His breathing grew more ragged as he started to thrust harder and faster. I braced my other hand against his stomach to stop him from pushing my head down too far.

"Fuck, that feels good," he groaned. I moaned softly as I felt his dick hit the back of my throat. He was too slick with pre-cum and my saliva for me to handle all of his length without gagging slightly.

Lexi and her girlfriend, whom she introduced to me as Joyce, turned up not long after Dave's delicious orgasm. Apparently, she'd been hoping to sneak in and grab a couple of things while we were sleeping. I can't even be mad. It's her home too after all.

"Morning, you two," she smiled brightly, carrying a few shopping bags. "How was your night?"

"Oh, you know, the usual," David said to his wife, stretching and yawning. "Sleep, sex, repeat."

Joyce nodded, her eyes widening slightly. "Sounds familiar."

The two of us eventually crawled out of bed and dressed after a long hot shower. That man can go for many rounds over before he tires out. Lucky for him, I can't get enough and will always want more.

Our real breakfast is served aboard his own yacht alongside Lexi, Joyce and another couple who are close friends of David's. They're also swingers that DB and Lexi have swapped with before. The food isn't too fancy. Eggs, bacon, toast, Jersey pork roll and fresh fruit. Mimosas and coffee are served alongside.

Which brings us to this point.

The point where I pull away from his lips and glance over my shoulder back at the shiny red jetski on the launch platform that my lover is trying to convince me to ride. We're standing on the boat deck as waves lap up over our feet.

"I've never even driven one of these," I shake my head. "I don't wanna wreck your pretty big-boy toys."

"Today's your lucky day. I happen to be a great teacher," Dave laughs and wraps his arms around my waist. "It's really easy, I'll show you."

"And private lessons for me? How gracious of you, Mr. Bryan," I laugh nervously and glide my fingertips along his hot skin.

"Don't worry, Kitten," Lexi calls out to us from her lounge chair next to Joyce, both enjoying their mimosas and summer breeze. "He really is a great teacher with those things. Taught me to drive a jet ski, boat and ATV. Trust him."

"See?" Dave gestures to his wife. "I come highly recommended."

"Fine," I roll my eyes and lean into him. "I'll give it a go."

"You won't regret it," he says and kisses the top of my head. He grabs a pink life jacket that hangs next to his and straps me into it. "Safety first, Kitten. Hop on. I'll take you for a ride first."

I watch him don his own life jacket and get onto the jet ski with ease.

"Show off," I mutter, then I crawl on like a scared kid, grasping at his shoulders when the watercraft rocks with the waves.

"Hold on, Babygirl!" He calls out and I wrap my arms around his waist. I scream as he takes off, gliding over the ocean waves.

He makes it seem effortless as we ride around for half an hour, giving me the chance to take in the beachfront view. I see a long stretch of white sand and pastel-colored beach houses. There are people out on their decks, tanning in bikinis and board shorts. A few kids run along the shore and chase after a dog that's barking at us.

"This is so pretty," I yell over the sound of the engine, burying my face into his back. "I didn't think it'd be this scenic here."

"I'm glad you like it," he says and slows down as we pull back up to the yacht. He climbs off, gesturing with his hand for me to slide forward. "Are you ready to drive?"

"Um...what?" I ask clueless.

"You ready to drive, Babygirl? Time for your lesson, ." I scoot up to the controls and inhale slowly, attempting to keep my anxiety under control.

"Don't turn it on yet. Gas," he points to the right handle. "Accelerate by twisting the handle towards you. Emergency break," points to the small lever, "Never hit it at top speed. Only in the event avoiding a collision--."

"Collision!?" I squeak in apprehension.

"If you're about to hit someone or something. You'll turn the handle and press it," he says and I nod my understanding. "Also don't turn abruptly. Lean into your turn. If you happen to fall off, this key will get yanked out by the wristband and bring the jet ski to a stop. I'll be wearing it for now until you're comfortable with it."

The way he's talking makes me feel like I'm in some sort of dream world. Like I'm floating somewhere else rather than the vast ocean. It feels so surreal that I can barely believe it myself. The sun making his skin glow causes my mouth to water.

Inhale...exhale. "I can do this," I reassured myself. He slides onto the jetski behind me and inserts the key. The machine roars to life.

"Alright, make sure you keep your feet wide on all turns...don't worry about the water, you'll be able to do this," he says and starts guiding me around the yacht first.

Slowly the radius widens and I pick up speed. His arms around my waist give me the confidence I need and soon I'm laughing with exhilaration. It's the most fun I've had since I got here...with my clothes on. I lean into my turns and he lets me take full control.

"See, I knew you could do it," he says. "Now let's see how fast this bad boy can go." His arms contract around my waist which I see out of the corner of my eye.

I'm nervous again but with a jet ski under my control, we clip along at a fast rate as the open space opens up before us. He holds me to him in a way that reassures me and makes me feel safe. I catch a shadow gliding under the water and jerk the controls to the left.

The jetski lurches and I'm thrown off, skidding and smacking across the water. It feels like glass shattering over my body and I plunge into the watery depth. The saltiness fills my mouth and I'm gagging and spluttering.

I push myself to the top and tread water, screaming out his name in between gulps of air. For all I know he could've gotten thrown off too. He's nowhere in sight and the strong currents and waves pull and roll me with the tides.

The pressure in my ears builds and panic courses through my veins threatening to take control of me. My lungs are on fire and my head pounds in agony. I feel myself blacking out thinking if I should give up hope. Was that shadow a fish...a shark...did it just disappear into thin air? Was I imagining it?

"I gotcha, baby, grab my hand." His voice. I reach out and find his hand, feeling myself pulled onto the water craft. My hair is moved off my face and I see his eyes full of concern. "It's okay, Babygirl. Can you hold onto me? I'll take us back."

I nod and he helps me to turn around on the seat. I'm clutching onto him as he brings us back to the yacht. My heart is pounding and I think it might jump out of my chest.

The salt water has rendered my hair into a frizzled mess and I sniffle to stop the snot from dripping out of my nose. I look to where he parked the jet ski next to the yacht and lift myself up onto the platform using his shoulder to balance myself.

He climbs onto the deck first and leans down, grabbing my hands and pulling me up to him. Tremors shake my body and my chest rising and falling rapidly with anxiety. "I got you, Babygirl," he says. "Let's get you inside and warmed up."

We stare into each other's eyes for what seems like a couple of minutes before he leads me inside to the master bath. I sit on the toilet seat trembling from anxiety as he starts to fill the large marble tub, dropping a glop of vanilla scented wash and other luxury products into the water.

"I...I'm sorry," I whimper.

He cups my face and quiets me with his lips, his fingers tugging at my bikini strings to remove the scanty pieces. I lift my ass off the seat to allow him to slip them off of my feet and he tosses them aside. He pulls me up against him, his hands cupping my ass.

"Don't ever apologize, Babygirl," he replies. "You want a glass of wine and maybe something to calm you down?"

"Yes, please...."

My body is shivering and he hands me into the tub. The water is perfect as I sink into the warmth up to my neck. He kisses me once again on my forehead before walking out. I sink beneath the water and swish it over my body trying to rinse off any ocean salt.

"Enjoying yourself, my darlin'?" He returns with a deep burgundy bottle and fills two crystal glasses with the dark ruby liquid. He sets it on the table next to the tub and sits on the edge, his fingertips teasing my inner calf.

"I am," I say. "Thank you."

"You're quite welcome, Babygirl," he smiles, lifting his glass to his lips. "Can't have you getting dehydrated." I look at his outstretched palm to see a white pill in it. "What's that?"

"Klonopin," he answers, "It'll help with your anxiety."

I take the proffered gift and swallow it with the wine. "You wanna join me, Daddy?"

He smirks and straightens up. "Does Babygirl need Daddy to wash her?"

I look up at him from under my long lashes and run my tongue around my lips. "She does...."

He waggles his eyebrows at me, pulling at the string that holds his shorts up. They tumble to the floor and I whimper as his cock taunts me. He steps into the tub behind me, his hands sliding over my belly and up to cup my breasts. His lips press against my ear as he whispers, "Daddy's here, Babygirl. Let Daddy take care of you."

I lean back against him and feel his cock sliding between my ass cheeks. His hands slide from my breasts down to my belly as he lifts a washcloth and runs it along my arms.

He reaches over and rubs my legs paying extra attention to the curves of my calves. I don't know if it's the wine hitting me, but I reach for his throbbing manhood under the water. It swells in my hand as he lets out a moan.

My rosy nipples stiffen from the chill of the air conditioning alighting above our heads. My head is pounding, yet aching with desire. He pulls me up towards him and wraps his arms around me.

"I want you, Daddy," I moan.

His hands wander from my stomach in a slow ascent until they wrap around my elbows, then he begins kissing and nibbling on my neck sending thrills all over my body. "You're not ready yet," he says. "It's my duty to prepare you."

"I need you, Daddy. Please?"

"Shhh...Babygirl...I'll give you what you need. Just trust me."

"Mmm...I trust you, Daddy," I whimper as he begins to wash every inch of my body. The warm water and his strong hands grant a relaxation I've never felt before. He washes me slowly and methodically. Starting from my shoulders and moving down, spending extra time on my ass and slit.

My breathing is heavy and I moan and squirm as his fingers find my clit, rolling it between his thumb and pointer. He whispers in my ear, "Daddy will take good care of you, Babygirl. You'll feel so good soon."

"Mmm, Daddy...please...."

He slides his soapy hands back up my body and begins massaging my breasts. "You're not ready yet, Babygirl."

My pussy aches to be fucked by him. I moan and squirm as he washes me. As his hands slide lower and lower...massaging and separating my cunt lips. "Oh, Daddy...."

"Shhh...I know, Babygirl. Just let it happen."

I whimper as his fingers explore my inner folds. First one, then two. They slide in and out with ease as I buck my hips against his hand. It isn't long before the water is splashing onto the floor as I grind my cunt into his hand.

He lowers me down, and I let out a moan as his fingers leave me. His hands grab my shoulders and he turns me around to face him. My hands reach for his cock but he grabs them and holds them behind my back. He leans in and kisses me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I can taste the wine on his breath.

He breaks our kiss and looks into my eyes as he grabs my hips and positions his thick cock against my cunt. He rubs it up and down my slit a few times, teasing me. I whimper as he penetrates just the tip into my folds. "Please, Daddy...I need it!"

"Beg me more, Babygirl," he whispers.

"Please...Daddy...give it to me...I need it...please!"

He lets out a low chuckle and slides his cock in the rest of the way. My head leans back and I moan as he begins to thrust. I whimper as he withdraws and slides back in. My head falls forward and I whimper as he begins to speed up. His hands go to my tits and he pinches my nipples.

"Gotta make sure you're nice and clean, baby," he growls. I let out a squeal as he slaps my breast. My head falls back and I moan as he pinches my other nipple. "You like that, Babygirl?"

"Yes, Daddy," I whimper. He chuckles and slaps my other tit. He begins thrusting faster and harder as he assaults my tits. My mind is a blur of pleasure as the water splashes around us. "I'm coming, Daddy!" A newfound strain in my legs is felt as he rubs against my clit to help propel me over the edge.

I spasm and quake around his manhood as the tub wastes not a second in turning everything I release into foam. We lock eyes for a moment and I feel warmth spread throughout my body as he releases himself inside of me.

He thrusts into me a few more times before he grabs my hips and jams himself into me. "Take it all, Babygirl," he growls. He releases his sweet hot cream inside me with a grunt. I moan as he withdraws, his dick slipping out of me.

I fall limp into the safety of his arms and the warmth spreads through me like wildfire. I grab his wrist and bring his hand to my face, planting a kiss on the backside. I lay there quietly for a moment, listening.

"You feeling nice and clean now, Babygirl?" he asks.

"Mmhmm," I hum contently.

He chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair. "How about we get in our pajamas...watch a movie...have some snacks and cuddle?"

I nod eagerly. "I'd like that, Daddy."

*~*

Our lips and tongues swirl in a seductive dance, my fingers massaging his neck and tangling through those blonde curls. His breath is as warm as the whiskey he indulges in, washes over me with each exhale he makes. Our kisses become so desperate that our bodies curve into each other and I can't get enough.

I'm not sure how long we've been doing this, but it feels like an eternity. My hands are all over him, holding on to his body halfway over mine and I feel the deep rumble in his chest.

His arms hold me tight as our outstretched legs entwine together, my soft toes tickling his own. He lets out a chuckle and is the first to break our kiss. I let my fingers trail down his neck and chest to slither into his robe. He smiles down at me and licks his lips.

"I think we made it through...what...fifteen minutes of a movie you said you were dying to watch," he teases, relighting a forgotten joint from his ashtray and taking a long pull.

"Did I?" I glance over at the mounted TV and realize we're about halfway through the movie 'The Core' where the Earth divers have freed their ship from crystals in the Earth's Mantle. I shrug and cuddle back into his arms. "You got me. I've actually seen that movie several times. Don't worry. Two of them make it back alive."

"Do they? I feel deceived," he jokes and hands me the joint.

I inhale the delicious smoke and hold it for a moment, pulling his lips to mine and allowing the smoke to roll between our lips. I shiver and snuggle closer to his body. "You can spank me for it later for my little white lie, Sir. Besides...this is my happy place. Can you blame me? " I nuzzle his chest playfully and stick my tongue out.

He cradles me close, running his hands through my hair and breathing the scent of the smoke blanketing over us. "Of course not, Babygirl."

Thunder shakes the large pane windows followed by lightning illuminating the room briefly. Our lips find each other once again and I feel his hand slide down to my ass, hauling me against him and spanking me playfully.

"More, Daddy," I moan and flutter my lashes at him.

"So impatient," he grins and spanks me again, harder this time. I'm practically panting as I can feel him growing hard against my thigh, nearly causing me to come undone right then and there. "That's four. What do you say?"

"Thank you, Daddy." He lets out a chuckle and begins raining kisses across my face, my forehead, and down my nose before landing on my lips once more.

My heart flutters as he cradles me in those large arms against his muscled chest. I can still taste the smoke on his breath as that gorgeous feeling of euphoria washes over. I cup his face in my hands and gaze at him lovingly.

As Netflix switches to a different movie, I maneuver David back into the cushions. I shiver as his hands slide up my thighs and under my nightie, cupping my ass. I grind into him, feeling his cock through his robe, hot and throbbing against my wetness.

My fingers find the sash of his robe and I tug on it until it comes undone, allowing the robe to fall open and he shrugs out of it. He gazes up with desire as I expose my body to him, my nightie pooling on the floor.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers.

"Mmm, can I taste you, Daddy?"

"Wrap those pretty little lips around my cock, baby," he groans.

I lower myself and slowly expose the elegance of his thick, hardening dick. I gaze affectionately as I take him into my hands, stroking him to full size. I lean forward and plant a kiss on the very tip before tightly squeezing him at the base and flicking my tongue against the tip of his crown.

"Oh fuck!" he growls. "Mmmm, such a good girl."

I giggle softly and plant a kiss right on the end of his glans, squeezing him at the base once more as I slowly let my lips and tongue coat his most sensitive area with my shimmering saliva.

"I love you, Daddy," I coo and his cool fingers stroke my warm cheek. Parting my lips slightly, I slowly envelop the purple head, delighting in the musky taste that emanates.

His hands slide up my back and into my hair as he gently massages the back of my head. I take this as encouragement and let his cock slip past my lips, slowly taking more of him into my mouth as I gently suck him.

"Shit..." he groans, as I can feel him getting even harder in my mouth. "You're so...good...at that..." I cup his heavy, full sack in my hand and caress it with my palm while gently sucking on him. But I want more of him. His scent. His taste.

My hand wraps around his cock and I nose hopefully around his balls. He squeezes my shoulder with his free hand, a signal of encouragement. I trace my tongue along his taint, reveling in the sound of his ragged breath and squirm for me.

Finally, my nose tickles his delicate star. His knees part and I delight in the absolutely wonderful aroma. My tongue traipses around his puckered hole, hips rising to offer more access as he grips the sofa cushion and tosses his head.

I place a series of several wet kisses around it before thrusting my lips against him, my tongue pressing against his tight muscles. His breath catches in his throat and his fingers dig painfully into my shoulder as he begs, "Please baby, stop teasing."

A rush of wetness coats my panties as I suck on him while gently nibbling and grinding and thrusting just to tease him more. Up a little and I suckle each orb into my mouth, rolling them around with my tongue. Between that devilish grin that I adore, and the way his dick pulsates in my mouth, I'm absolutely drenched.

I tear my eyes away from his lap, look up at him through my lashes and flash a cute, nervous smile as my gaze flicks from his face to the lengthy pillar taunting me. He lets out a ragged groan from deep in his throat as I slide my tongue along the pulsating vein.

His stomach does a slow roll as I hollow my cheeks and suckle with more effort, my saliva slicking his cock thoroughly. I set a steady rhythm of rising and falling motions. His hands bury themselves in my hair as he grips it tightly, pulling on it slightly.

"Oh, Babyirl...your mouth feels so good...mmmm...."

I can feel that he's really enjoying this and that just makes me want to please him more. My free hand slithers down my belly and under the lace of my panties where I desperately start pleasuring myself. I feel so hot below, tight, aching and needy.

Pressing my fingers into my entrance, I moan as quietly as I can against his cock. "Mmmm...mmmm..." I hum around his dick while flicking my tongue.

I can feel myself getting into it, or rather, I can feel myself getting really wet. My nub tingles in want and my body throbs in need but I know that I'm going to have to wait because pleasing him is far more important than satisfying myself at this point in time.

His grip gets tighter and his hips start to instinctively mindlessly thrust upwards into my mouth, each push making me take a little more of him into my throat until I can feel him hit the back of my mouth. My fingers curl around behind his legs and I pull him further into my waiting orifice before relaxing and breathe through my nose.

"Ohh...ohh yeah baby...suck Daddy's cock...take all of it...."

My tongue dances around his girth, lapping at his flesh and hollowing my cheeks as I suck harder. I moan softly as I slurp on him, the vibrations driving him wild.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck," he breathes. He grabs my head and guides my mouth up and down in a consistent rhythm for a few motions before getting into a faster pace, one that I can only just keep up with while he relentlessly fucks my throat.

I can feel his cock expand as it fills with his molten passion and my own passion pools in my loins as I suck on him desperately.

"Ohhh, fuck fuck fuck," he pants, bearing his teeth as he gets ever closer to orgasm. "I'm gonna...ohh fucking hell...baby...I'm gonna...," he groans, burying himself deep into my mouth and hitting the back of my throat.

My mouth and hands work him feverishly. His passion erupts in a flood of warm, undulating waves flowing down my throat and deep into my core as he groans in satisfaction. His cock pulses as I feel the first spurt of hot cum that is gifted to me.

I swallow greedily, savoring the taste of him on my tongue as I milk him for all he's worth. His grip on my hair loosens as he falls back against the sofa, his chest heaving as he comes down from his high. I slowly pull off his cock and lick my lips.

I swirl his cum around in my mouth greedily, savoring it and continue to suck on him as his cock twitches with aftershocks. The occasional pulse lets out a stream of his seed that dribbles down my chin. I finally swallow and remove myself from him, gasping for air.

"That was incredible," he sighs happily.

I lean in and leave a slow, long lick from the tip of his mighty soldier all the way to the base. "Thank you for letting me play with your cock, Daddy."