Chapter 1
"Daddy! Hurry up! We'll be late!" Sandi looked at herself in the hall mirror one last time and she liked what she saw. She knew her father would love it too: a crop top that plainly showed her braless nipples and a skirt so short she actually decided to wear a thong instead of going completely naked underneath. "That would come later," she smiled to herself.
Tom Sanders had wanted to do something special for his daughter since he divorced her mother 4 years ago. He'd always loved his daughter more than anything else in his life and now he was going to help her celebrate her 18th birthday in Aruba. He'd let her choose what she wanted for her birthday and a week in Aruba with her dad was what she came up with. When Tom asked her why she chose that, she'd said she liked the way he looked at her when she wore a bikini. "This way, I can wear a bikini all day every day and you can look all you want!" she said with a grin.
Tom wondered if she knew about his fantasies. How could she know, he'd been very careful to keep them buried deep inside only allowing himself to think about them in the dark of his own bedroom, late at night, as he would fall off to sleep. Then he would imagine the unimaginable: fucking his own daughter. He'd tried to think about when it all started. Sandi was 15 and she was staying at his house one weekend after the divorce. It was late at night and Sandi had gone to get ready for bed. She'd always been his "little girl" and even though her body had transformed in the previous couple of years he really hadn't thought of her in any other way. Then she walked in to say good night and everything changed.
Tom looked up and before him stood the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. She wore a pair of white bikini panties and she'd put on one of his shirts. She hadn't buttoned it though, and it hung slightly open allowing a clear view of the swell of her breasts. He immediately felt self-conscious and quickly looked into his daughter's eyes. There was an unmistakable sparkle in them and a little impish grin on her lips. She's seen him looking he thought.
"So do you like the way your shirt fits me?" she asked.
"Yeah, the shirt... it looks fine. Better on you than me," he added without being able to stop himself.
From that moment on he found he couldn't stop thinking about his daughter in a sexual way. He'd lie in bed at night and imagine slowly kissing the swell of her breasts as he pulled the shirt back to reveal her nipple. His tongue would caress it causing it to harden. He'd picture his hand slowly moving down her stomach to the top of those little white panties, his fingers snaking under the band of elastic moving down to her moist pussy. Stroking his rock hard cock, he would cum in thick ropes and then he'd cringe inside. "What a pervert I must be, thinking about fucking my own daughter."
His awareness of Sandi's sexuality made the weekends difficult for him. He loved having her there with him, but he'd find himself hoping he would see her getting dressed or going to the shower. Whenever he did catch a glimpse of her it would become the starting place for a new fantasy and a new opportunity to masturbate with renewed vigor about his daughter.
Though Tom couldn't imagine it, Sandi wasn't exactly innocent in all of this. The night she wore her dad's shirt was part of a plan. She'd recently had a boyfriend break up with her and start dating another girl who she'd always considered a friend. Word got back to her that the boy dropped her because he thought she wasn't sexy enough. Sandi was devastated. She'd always enjoyed "playing with boys," as she called it. She'd sucked his dick, and let him get his finger up he pussy, not that she got much out of it.
Now she had to determine if she was "sexy" or not. That's when she thought she'd see how her dad would react to her. She'd always thought he was very sexy. He was 6'1" tall with a medium build. He'd had a beard her entire life so she really didn't know what he looked like without it and he'd just started wearing his hair very short as a reply to the bald spot that was beginning to take over. In fact, he looked a bit like Sean Connery to her and that was very sexy!
With that in mind she went in to her dad's room, put on his shirt, pulled her panties up a bit so they would ride up between the lips of her pussy and walked in to say good night. The way her father looked at her convinced her she didn't have her sexuality to worry about. She thought for a minute she'd have to put his tongue back in his mouth for him. Then he'd mumbled something about how good she'd looked in his shirt. She went to bed that night with a smile on her face knowing that if she could turn on her dad, she must be pretty hot.
In fact that thought began to run through her mind a lot. She'd daydream about what might have happened that night and she'd get wet thinking about her dad making love to her. She loved the feeling she had when she'd imagine him between her legs and pumping his cock deep inside her. She started doing little things whenever she was around her dad to get herself excited. She'd wear just a t-shirt in the morning finding reasons to bend over in front of him, hoping he'd look at her tits. She'd sit with her legs slightly open across from him and watch to see if he'd sneak a peek up her skirt. He always did.
Over the next couple of years, they developed an elaborate game of seduction although neither could or would admit it to the other. But they both loved it and secretly wished they could follow through on their deepest desires for each other. Sandi had finally decided that she would have to be the one to break the ice. When her father asked her what she wanted for her 18th birthday, she knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted to get fucked by her dad, but if she told him that it would surely scare him off. Instead, she decided she would take him away somewhere that she could finish the seduction of him she'd started 3 years before. Finally, after playing with herself night after night, imagining her daddy's cock pumping in and out of her pussy, her dream would "cum true," she chuckled to herself.
She told her dad that she would take care of all the arrangements. He said something about separate rooms and she assured him not to worry. Separate rooms? Not a chance! She booked a room with one king sized bed and a perfect view of the ocean. She was told that many couples book the room for their honeymoon. "This may not be a honeymoon but there's going to be a whole lot of fucking anyway," she thought.
She told her dad she'd need to buy some clothes for the trip. With the thought of seduction in mind she went out and bought the sexiest wardrobe she could find: the skimpiest bikinis, the shortest skirts, the sheerest tops, the sexiest lingerie. She picked out a little black dress that looked like it was painted on her lithe young body.
The last thing she did was go to the beauty salon. Nosing around in her father's room one day when he was gone, she'd found a copy of a magazine called "Barely Legal." In it were nude layouts of girls who had just turned 18. It confirmed what she'd thought about her dad, he was a dirty old man... thank god! He liked young girls, and she was pretty sure he'd get to live his wildest fantasy on this trip, but she wanted it be perfect for him. She noticed that all the models had shaved their pussy. There was something very "little girl" naughty about the way they looked with their smooth little pussies spread open for the camera. That was when she knew what she would do. "I need a bikini wax," was what she told the receptionist and was taken to a private cubicle and told to undress. When the girl came in to her cubicle, she was more forthright. "I want to surprise someone special. Can you remove all my pubic hair?" She really wanted to say, "I'm going to seduce my daddy with my pussy looking like it belongs on a 12 year old, can you help?" but she thought that might not be the right thing to say! She smiled when the attendant told her, "No problem! Sounds like fun!" If you only knew, thought Sandi.
"My god! You look beautiful! I don't know why you wanted to bring me on this trip instead of one of your friends!" Tom stood looking at his daughter's sensuous body. This week was going to be harder than he thought, and in more ways than one, as he shifted his growing erection as subtly as possible. Sandi grinned triumphantly at him.
"I just wanted to spend some time alone with you," she replied.
"Yeah, but if you'd taken one of your girlfriends you would have easily found many eager guys ready to party with you. Now you're stuck with me."
"Believe me, I'd rather be stuck by you, I mean, with you, than any young kid."
Tom caught the mistake but ignored its implications. "Honey, I'll be the luckiest man in Aruba!"
You can say that again, she thought as she smiled and gave him a big hug. "Oh daddy, I love you!" Her breasts smashed against his chest and she let her body mold to his, pushing her mons into him. "Oh my, I think he's beginning to get hard," she thought. This may be easier than I thought!
"Hey, I thought you said we were going to be late! Let's go!"
Sandi unwrapped herself from her dad's body. She wanted him so bad, she thought for a moment she should tell him, "To hell with the trip let's fuck right now," but she couldn't. She'd planned this for so long, she was going to do it right, even if she had to exercise all the willpower she possessed to do so.
"All right then, let's go!"
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Chapter 2
Sandi looked at her watch and squirmed in her seat. It had already been 2 hours since they'd taken off and between her anticipation of the week ahead, sitting next to her father, the subtle vibration of the airplane, and the rubbing of her thong, which had eased it's way between her pussy lips, her pussy was as wet as she could ever remember. In fact she was sure she could smell her own juices.
