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04.
The First Night
It wasn’t that Alexis thought of herself as a different person–“becoming Lexi” just meant shifting her mindset, viewing her own desires from a different angle, and wanting to make her Daddy happy no matter what. He deserved so much more than she could ever hope to give him, but Lexi would still do her best. He deserved nothing less, in her mind.
The setting sun had flooded the bedroom with red and golden light as Lexi stepped back in. She felt shy but invigorated at the same time; the fading light felt unnaturally warm across her naked body, and the plush carpet nearly tickled as it passed beneath the soles of her feet. She felt preternaturally alert, like a fuse ready to light–all she needed was the smallest spark to burn her up.
“Sorry I took so long, Daddy,” she said, her voice softer than usual.
“It’s alright, sweetheart.” Daddy was propped up in bed, covered up by the comforter to his waist. He had a TV remote in his hands, as though he’d been watching it the entire time. “Are you hungry?” he asked, shutting it off.
“Famished,” Lexi said, and meant it. “But…” She sighed.
Daddy sat up a little straighter. “What’s wrong?”
Lexi pulled up the blankets and slid between the sheets–they were wonderfully soft on her bare skin. Nestling up next to him, she rested a head on Daddy’s chest, looking down to where she laid a hand on his lower belly, just above the top edge of the comforter. If he hadn’t been covered up, she could have wrapped her hand around his cock; the thought of it set her heart to pounding. Lexi had nothing in her mind but pleasing her Daddy now. That was why she pressed up so close to him, sliding one of her smooth legs atop his. “I don’t want to go back out… Is that okay? We’d have to get dressed if we want to eat out, right?”
Daddy nodded. “Those are the rules, honey.”
“Then let’s stay in,” Lexi said, still looking down at the blanket and what was hidden beneath them. His cock might still be half-hard; she wanted to squeeze it between her fingers. “Order room service. We can talk more…like you promised we would.” She looked up, smiling at him. “Can we, Daddy? Just you and your baby girl?”
Daddy coughed and shifted in his seat; Lexi felt a thrill of delight at seeing it, at hearing him take a breath, knowing she was arousing him again. He liked calling her that, so she would call herself the same thing–seeing his reactions excited her more than she’d expected.
“Of course, baby,” Daddy said, kissing her hair. “That sounds wonderful, actually.”
“It does!” Lexi smiled. She’d won the first contest, and Daddy didn’t even know it. The days ahead were going to be very, very pleasurable indeed, or so she hoped.
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Once their dinner was ordered, Lexi snuggled back up to Daddy in bed. He switched the TV back on, and was scanning through the channels–it was a mix of local and American TV. As he switched between shows, a banner at the top of the screen read Inclement Weather Forthcoming. Check Channel 02 For Further Details.
Channel 02 showed a weather radar, with a layout of the island. A thick, swirling cloud of red and green storms were approaching from the east.
“Oh my God,” Lexi said, tensing up. “Is it a hurricane?”
“I don’t think so,” Daddy said. He sounded calm, but still squeezed her shoulders tight, rubbing her arm to soothe her. “Sometimes bad storms show up. Hopefully it’ll pass by the morning.”
After several moments of watching the weather report, Lexi let out a sigh of relief. The storm was confirmed to not be a hurricane, thankfully, just a tropical depression that promised several inches of rain and a long, full night of thunderstorms.
“I guess it was a good idea somebody suggested we stay in tonight,” Daddy said, smiling at her.
Lexi smiled back, squeezing both arms around his waist. “Yes,” she said, beaming at his praise. “I just hope the rain stays away until dinner gets here.”
Daddy turned back to the TV. “Shouldn’t get here until well after dark, I think. We should be safe.”
“Oh good… Daddy?”
Daddy shut off the TV and looked back at her. He still had his arm draped over her shoulders and she was tingling all over just from his small, tender touches. “What is it?”
“Can we talk more? About me, and you?” She licked her lips. “About what things might’ve been like if you hadn’t promised to keep your real life a secret?”
“I don’t know if I’d call it my ‘real life,’ sweetie. It was just that…” Daddy went quiet for a moment, thinking through what to say. Lexi pulled the blanket a bit higher over her shoulders and his chest, but that let her rest her hand even lower on his belly under the covers, close enough that she felt the curls of his manhood against her fingertips.
Daddy shifted again in his seat, but didn’t comment on her touching. Lexi wanted to bare his cock, to stare at it with all the new fascination and desire niğde escort burning in her heart, but her subterfuge meant she couldn’t, for now. If she played her part carefully, she’d get to see his cock again, and very soon.
“Just what, Daddy?” she said.
“I think your mother was scared. Scared about what was happening to her; scared about you, for your future… She didn’t want me to be a distraction.”
Lexi frowned. “You wouldn’t have distracted me.”
Daddy kissed her head again, perhaps to soothe her, or maybe he was worried about upsetting her. “You were young, baby. Maybe she thought it was too much for you, or that I might’ve made it about me instead of you.”
Looking up, Lexi pulled her hand up to touch his cheek. “You are the best, most loving and caring Daddy in the whole world. You’ve never made anything about you in my entire life.” She threw back the blanket on impulse, baring them both too fast for him to stop her–she saw his raise a hand to do that. “Daddy, stop.” She rested her hand on his, then brought it to her mouth to press a loving kiss to his knuckles. “You don’t have to hide anymore, remember?”
“I…” Daddy swallowed and nodded, slowly. “This isn’t… I don’t want to be selfish.” His voice was subdued, soft, like a thread pulled tight, ready to break. “There’s a reason we never came to a place like this, or visited a nudist colony or whatever. Your mother and I tried to make sure you never caught us. Nudity and sex are… Well, they’re linked for me. One leads to the other. This is…” Daddy shivered and took a breath.
“But you like it, don’t you?” She cooed at him, kissing his chest. “You like being this way around me. And you like me this way even more.” Lexi stole a glance between his legs. Daddy was visibly reacting to her nakedness and his cock was swelling more by the second. Her mouth felt just a little warmer and wetter when she saw it. “I want this, Daddy. For you and for me. Mom can’t hold you to your promise anymore–I give you permission to break it, forever.”
“But Lexi–“
“But nothing.” She reached down, resting a hand atop his manhood, curling her fingers loosely about its girth; Daddy gasped and his cock twitched like a live thing, swelling and thickening in seconds. “This is you, Daddy. All of you. I’m not embarrassed by it anymore. I’m not distracted by it. It’s a part of you, and I want it to be a part of me, too.” Lexi smiled up at her Daddy, feeling more excited at how she’d taken his breath away, at how he didn’t seem to know what to say.
His cock was stiff, and it flexed in her hand. Lexi resisted the urge to start stroking him openly, not wanting to seem quite so bold as that just yet. He felt like a leashed beast when she gently squeezed his shaft–barely controlled, like he might devour her if she wasn’t careful.
“Lexi…” Daddy licked his lips. “If you keep touching me that way, I…I don’t know what’ll happen.”
“That’s okay, Daddy,” she said, kissing the side of his arm. His cock was straining, pulsing with his heartbeat. She shifted her grip on him until she was lying with her head resting on the soft pillow, her fingers still coiled firmly around his cock. Now her thighs were open as she draped her leg over his own again; her soft pussy was so close he could see it, touch it, breath in its scent. “Do you want to touch me too, Daddy?” Lexi asked, her voice soft and inviting.
Daddy covered his mouth with one hand. She heard a smothered, choked moan in his chest. “Oh, baby girl…”
Lexi closed her eyes and shivered at his voice, at his choice of name that wasn’t so innocent anymore. Maybe he would figure out what she was scheming, but Lexi didn’t care. It was too good: his face and eyes, torn between lust and torment; his cock, fully engorged and straining in her fingers; his breathing, and at how he was completely caught in her trap.
Either Daddy hadn’t noticed her reaction or he was too intent on her cunt to see her reaction. “Baby… You…you don’t know what you’re asking.” Daddy licked his lips and reached out to touch her, only stopping at the last second.
I’ve waited for you for so long, Daddy had said; she remembered the words, the pain and longing in them as he stroked his thick rod, alone in the same bed they were now sharing. How long had he waited? How long had he felt the way he felt about her? Was this why her mother made him promise not to say anything?
“Touch me, Daddy,” Lexi said. She opened her legs wider, baring her hot-pink flesh, tempting him like unwrapped candy. “Please. I want you to. I want this, Daddy.” Lexi rocked her hips slowly in bed, using all her self-control not to start stroking his cock. “That’s the way it is now: you’re my hot, handsome nude Daddy, and I’m your naked Baby Girl.” She licked her lips, eyelids fluttering. “What’s the point in being a naked Baby if my Daddy can’t touch me whenever he wants?”
Daddy took a breath, shivered again, and draped his hand niksar escort across her smooth mound, his fingers sliding across the swollen curve of her pussy. The feeling was like electricity passing between them–Lexi’s hips pushed off the bed, while she squeezed his cock and whimpered aloud.
“Baby, I want…” Daddy took a slow, deep breath. “I need to touch you. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then keep touching me, Daddy,” Lexi told him. “I’m your Baby. I want this. I won’t break–promise.”
Daddy was actually very gentle as his fingers probed and caressed her soft cunny, marveling at the smoothness of her skin and the way her clit was so tight and sensitive to his touch. Lexi caught her breath and kept rocking her body, moving with slow, prolonged movements as his touch stoked the fire burning between her legs.
When she had trouble with sliding her hand up and down his hard flesh, Daddy paused and reached over to a drawer on the bedside table. “Here,” he said in a gentle tone. She watched him fetch a small bottle of lube, giving it a soft squeeze and dribbling several drops over the swollen head of his shaft. Lexi felt wonderfully wicked as she smeared and slathered the mixture across his cock, her hand sliding up and down with ease, like she’d been hand-fucking him for years.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered. “Does it feel good?”
“God, Baby.” His voice was a tremor as he kept slowly swirling her clit at the end of his fingertip. “I’ve never felt anything so good in my entire life.”
“Me neither,” she said. A bright spark of pleasure made her close her eyes for a second, and she increased her stroking speed. “I want more, Daddy. I want you to touch me more… Don’t stop touching me, okay?”
“I won’t, Baby Girl, I promise,” he said, eyes gone half-lidded from the force of their conjoined lust. “I… I’ll never stop wanting to touch you.”
“Then you’ll keep doing it? Every morning, Daddy? And every night, too?” The sound of his dick squishing and slithering in her hand was so lewd and so fucking hot at the same time. “After we visit the nude beach? Or on the beach? Where everyone can see my Daddy finger-fuck his Baby Girl’s bald cunt while your hot cream sprays all over me?”
“Oh fuck!” Daddy’s hand shuddered and he stopped stroking her. His face was frozen in a look of ecstasy as she broke him. “Lexi! Baby! Oh…oh God!”
Lexi had wondered if she was skilled enough to make her Daddy cum, and it seemed like she was: his cock jerked and spasmed in her fingers as he came, a second eruption that was less powerful than the first, yet more potent. He pressed himself backwards and wrapped his hands tight atop the headboard, trembling, breathing hard as his orgasm overpowered him.
Lexi felt even hotter, hungrier. That came from her wanting to serve him, tending to his needs over hers. She wanted relief for herself, but she cuddled up next to him instead, gently continuing to knead and stroke his sticky cock. She saw him shudder and felt powerful, like she could do anything she wanted right then.
Daddy bit his lip and shook, overwhelmed by the pleasure, the feel of her fingers driving him crazy. But he never tried to stop her. That one thing–Daddy not wanting, or not being strong enough to stop her–made Lexi feel more in control than she had in her whole life. She was too drunk on that power to feel embarrassed, or ashamed, or anything else. Daddy was under her spell now, and Lexi wanted more. Much, much more.
“You want me,” Lexi whispered into his ear. She kissed his cheek and felt his cock twitch again. “I should think that it’s wrong, for you to want me like this…or for me to want my Daddy this bad.”
Daddy was panting, trying to catch his breath. “Le…Lexi–“
“But I don’t,” she said, finishing her statement. Lexi made a gamble, but tried her best to weigh the odds in her favor: she sat up, straddled his legs, showing off her breasts, the sweet cleft of her smooth cunt, still using both hands to slowly twist and stroke his sensitive dick. “I watched you play with yourself in bed when I was in the bathroom, Daddy.” She watched his face. “I heard what you said about me.”
His eyes opened wide; she saw shock and worry on his face. “Lexi–“
“Hush,” she told him, keeping her voice gentle, and a small smile on her face. His cock was at more than half-strength again–that was the power she had over him. “Do you love me, Daddy? Really love me?”
Daddy closed his eyes, but he nodded. “Yes,” he whispered, sounding ashamed. “I’m sorry, Baby.”
“I’m not.” His eyes opened again when she said it. “You should have told me the truth, Daddy–years ago, before you made that promise to Mom. You should have been honest about what you wanted… But now, promise me: no more secrets between us, not ever again. About anything. Ever.” He hesitated, but her slow, gentle stroking continued, and his cock kept growing. Lexi knew she already had him–it was nilüfer escort just a matter of how long he could hold out.
As a matter of fact, that turned out to be not very long at all. “God… Alright, Lexi,” Daddy said, catching his breath. “I promise.”
Lexi smiled again, leaning forward to kiss her Daddy’s cheek, easing up on her teasing him for the moment. She curled up next to him again, setting her head on his chest. It felt right to be there, like taking her rightful place. She felt totally free, completely without limits or boundaries to hold her back. “So–how long have you been in love with me?”
Lexi heard him swallow. “Since not long after your Mom died. I loved your mother, but I think she knew it might happen.”
“Why, Daddy? Why did you fall in love with me?”
“Because…” Daddy squirmed in bed again, looking pained for some reason. Lexi contented herself to stay still as she looked up at him. “While she was sick, even before she passed away…I was lonely. I still loved your Mom, that never changed, but the medicine and the treatments, and everything else–it took a lot out of both of us. There was so much stress and so little time, so little of…everything, really.” He didn’t explain further, but Lexi could guess as to what he meant. “And you look so much like her, you sound like her… I know you’re not her, but as you got older, it got harder to tell you apart.” He gave a small, sad smile. “It’s really not any more complicated than that.” Daddy sighed and touched Lexi’s face, brushing her dark hair back. “I’m sorry, baby. I would never want to hurt you, and I never thought it would go this far, but…I think your mother knew what might happen.”
“And that’s why you never told me your secret–Mom was worried you’d lose control when it was just the two of us.” Lexi had loved her mother, so if Daddy was to be believed–and she did believe him–she had to consider her next words carefully. “If you had the chance…would you have acted on your feelings, Daddy?”
“No,” he said, “God, no. I never gave in, never said a thing, even after you moved out. I kept my secret because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. My loving you was just something out of my control.”
“But now, we don’t have secrets anymore,” Lexi said, trying to stay focused on him, on his needs. She took hold of his cock again, feeling it’s smooth flesh tensing up between her fingers. “You don’t have to be in control anymore.”
He licked his lips and shivered again, his head rolling backwards. “God, Lexi. You look so good right now, and I…I…!” Daddy finally gave up trying to talk. Instead, he grabbed her shoulders and gave her a kiss, a long and hot embrace of lips and tongues as his arms tightened around her.
Lexi sighed into his mouth, curling her arms up under his. She felt free, at last, after years and years of struggling, of feeling uptight and wanting an intimacy she could never find. Now, with Daddy, Lexi had what she’d always wanted–
–and then they heard a knock on their door.
They both stopped. Lexi opened her eyes, looking up into his.
The knock on the door happened again. “Room service!” a voice called.
Lexi pulled back from him with a little smile and a giggle. Daddy gave a sheepish look in return, then he shooed her for the door. “You should answer it,” he said.
“Like this? Is that okay?”
“Did you forget where we are?”
“Oh! Right.” Lexi took a breath and crawled out of the bed, wiping her hand dry on the covers before giving him a quick smile. “Don’t go anywhere until I get back,” she said. Then she walked to the door, wondering–and hoping a little–that he was staring at her ass as she went.
The sun had set already, painting the sky in deep, soft blues and purples; an evening breeze washed over her naked flesh, ruffling her hair. It made Lexi feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. There was a hotel employee in uniform on the other side, standing behind a cart laid down with several covered trays. The woman smiled when Lexi opened the door, not batting an eye at her nakedness. “Good evening! I have dinner here for you.”
“Oh, thank you!” Lexi opened the door wider, taking a step back. “Thank you for bringing it out to us.”
“Yes, thank you,” Daddy said, still in bed.
“Allow me.” The woman pushed the cart further inside, then stepped back. “If you’ll please keep the cart inside until the storm passes, then leave it outside in the morning, we’ll retrieve it for you.”
“Of course,” Lexi said.
“Have a pleasant evening!” The woman grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door shut, before Lexi heard her quick bfootsteps moving away from their little suite.
Lexi took a deep breath and turned back to Daddy, giggling like mad behind her hands. “That was amazing! She wasn’t fazed by me being naked at all!” She bounced on both feet until she was giggled out. “I’m okay,” she said, taking a calming breath. “I’m fine.”
Daddy climbed out of bed, having recovered from her greedy attentions from earlier. He took her hand, bringing it up to his mouth for a kiss. “Nobody could ever be bothered by your body, Baby.”
She gave him a coy smile, pushing up against him. “And now it’s yours whenever you want, right Daddy?”
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