Anything Can Happen On Vacation- Chapter 2

The hot water pelting down on him from the shower head felt amazing as Anthony stood under the spray of water. After he had cum earlier, filling Isabelle's tight little snatch with his seed, he must have passed out; the next thing he remembered, he had woken up in bed, alone and still naked. "I'd better get cleaned up", he had thought, noticing that the sun was noticeably lower in the sky, so he must have slept for a few hours.

Now, as he finished washing himself and just let the hot water pour down over him, he reflected on everything he knew about himself. His whole life, he had been quiet and reserved, never doing anything wild or crazy; that had been one of the major issues in his previous marriage, with his ex-wife constantly complaining about how boring life was with him. And yet, since he had arrived at this resort with his daughter, Jenna, he had face fucked a beautiful brunette named Terri and then participated in a threesome with a mother and daughter who seemed to enjoy each other's bodies as much as he did. "What's happening to me", he thought. "Maybe it's this place; people walking around naked everywhere has me thinking and acting in ways that are out of character."

As he finished his thought and turned off the shower, he thought he heard the door to the hotel room open. "Must be Jenna", he thought as he dried off. "She's probably coming back so that she can get ready to meet Eric." Eric had been the guy who brought their bags up to their room when they arrived. Jenna had immediately started flirting, much to Anthony's annoyance, and even made plans with the young man for later today. "Well, I suppose I can't say too much, after the things I've been doing today", he told himself as he wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the bathroom door.

What he saw nearly made him slam the bathroom door shut, but he didn't. Jenna had returned to the room, but she wasn't alone. Eric had been with her and he was currently laying on the bed, with Jenna straddling his face. Anthony knew that he should quietly close the bathroom door or perhaps do something to make his presence known; but his body was frozen as he watched his daughter riding a stranger's mouth.

Jenna was completely naked and she was breathtaking; her tits, which seemed to have grown quite a bit without Anthony noticing were bouncing as she ground her pussy on Eric's tongue; her fit, trim body was writhing in pleasure, her long dark hair flowing down her back; and, although he wasn't one hundred percent sure, Anthony thought that her public mound was completely smooth. "She's fucking gorgeous", he thought as he watched her arch her back, letting out a loud moan as she shook in orgasm.

Without getting off of Eric's face, Jenna leaned down and inhaled the boy's impressive looking dick, taking it all the way to the hilt. Anthony could see the bulge in her throat each time she swallowed it again and, from the sounds the young man was making, Jenna knew exactly what she was doing. She slid her mouth up and down Eric's shaft for several minutes before climbing off of his face and straddling his waist, using a hand to aim his cock at her slick opening.

As he watched his daughter lower her cunt onto Eric's dick, Anthony realized that his own dick was rock hard. "What the fuck is wrong with me", he suddenly thought, closing the bathroom door as quietly as he could. As he turned away from the door, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror; his shame was burning on his cheeks. "Why did I watch", he thought, then immediately the logical part of his brain kicked in. "It was two, somewhat attractive people fucking, right in front of me; it was no different than watching porn." Although he desperately wanted to believe these thoughts, Anthony couldn't shake the feeling that he was a depraved pervert who had enjoyed seeing his own daughter fucking.

He waited, alone with his thoughts, until he heard the door to the room open and close again; then he peeked his head out, relieved to find that the room was empty. As he stepped out of the bathroom, the unmistakable smell of sex assaulted his nostrils and his dick, which had finally begun to soften, quickly began to stiffen once more. "I've got to get out of this room", he thought as images of Jenna, in the throes of passion, filled his mind.

He grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from his luggage and quickly left the room, only to accidentally bump into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry", said a woman with bright red hair. She wasn't nude, but the skin tight leather dress she wore left very little to the imagination. The top of the garment barely held back two very large breasts, her nipples creating little points in the leather; the hem of the dress came to just below her ass, which looked quite amazing in the black material. Below the dress, she wore a pair of fishnet stockings and high heels.

"No, I'm sorry", Anthony said, quickly recovering and trying to tear his gaze away from the middle aged woman's body. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." "Well, that's quite alright", the woman said, looking him up and down, a hunger growing in her gaze. "I'm Kate", she said, holding out a hand toward him. "I'm Anthony", he responded, reaching for her hand to shake it; but at the last moment, he decided to try a move out of the movies and brought her soft hand to his lips, softly kissing it. "My, my; what a gentleman", Kate said, the fire in her eyes now completely obvious to anyone who was watching. "I can be, when the occasion calls for it", Anthony answered, surprising himself by how easily this all came back to him. He hadn't had to flirt with anyone for twenty years and he had been worried that he had forgotten how to.

However, judging from Kate's reaction, he was doing just fine. "And what if the occasion calls for something other than a gentleman", she asked, her words dripping with innuendo. "I do what I can", he said with a smirk and Kate moved closer to him. "I hope so", she whispered into his ear as she pressed her leather clad body against his; her hand went to his shorts, grabbing the hard outline of his cock through his shorts. "Well, I'll just have to sample this later", she whispered and kissed his cheek, then passed by and walked down the hall. "Damn, this place is amazing", Anthony thought as he watched Kate's perfect ass walking away. Despite what had happened in the room earlier, he was glad Jenna had talked him into coming along.

As he walked, he tried not to think about his daughter, as that brought back memories that he was trying desperately to forget. Soon he found himself in the dining area; a bar was set up on the far wall, with a bartender mixing drinks. A little sign near the entrance requested that, in the dining area, people wear clothing, although it wasn't required. Anthony was relieved to see that most of the people in the room were indeed clothed, although many of them wore as little as possible.

Among the people he saw, Anthony spotted Isabelle, flirting with a boy that looked close to her age. The bronze skinned beauty wore a two piece swimsuit that showcased her tits and ass. Anthony smiled and headed toward the bar, ordering a beer and looking around. "Hi there", he heard behind him and turned around, finding Isabelle standing there. "Hey", he said, looking her up and down appreciatively. "Where's the guy you were talking to?" "Oh, he was nice", Isabelle said, a coy smile on her lips. "But I'd rather talk to you. Do you like my suit?"

Anthony held back a moan as the teen turned around slowly, bending slightly when her ass was facing him. "You look fucking amazing in that thing", he said and he saw the girl light up with delight. "I thought you would like it", she said then sat down on the stool next to him and ordered herself a drink, without any alcohol in it.

"Where's your daughter", she asked, a smile on her lips as she sipped the strawberry flavored drink. "She's around somewhere", Anthony said, fighting back the images of Jenna that were trying to invade his mind. "She sure looked like she had been fucked really good when she was leaving your room earlier", Isabelle said, causing Anthony to look at her in shock. The girl saw the look on his face and a questioning look took over her own face. "You didn't fuck her", she asked, changing the look on Anthony's face to one of pure shock.

"Of course not", he exclaimed, "She's my daughter." "But that's what makes it so fun", Isabelle said. "My daddy has fucked me half a dozen times since we arrived. There's no better feeling in the world than when his cock, the very cock that made me, slides into my tight, little pussy." Anthony couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he was once again imagining Jenna getting fucked; only this time, he was fucking her. "Stop it", he mentally told himself, even as Isabelle kept talking. "You can't tell me you don't want to", she said, leaning closer and running her hand over the tent in his shorts. "With a body like she has, you'd have to be crazy not to want to fuck her."

Anthony couldn't find the words to make Isabelle stop; even worse, a growing part of him wasn't sure he wanted her to. The girl leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Fuck me, daddy", she said, her voice sounding irresistible. "Take your dick, the dick that I came from, and make me yours." Anthony couldn't stop the feelings rising up inside himself and he suddenly grabbed Isabelle's arm. "Come with me, little girl", he said firmly, using a tone he hadn't had to use on Jenna for years.

"Are you going to punish me, daddy", Isabelle teased, not resisting as Anthony pulled her through the crowded room. "Yes, I am", he said, spotting a restroom close to the doors of the dining area. He pulled Isabelle inside, thankful that there was a bolt lock, which he secured tightly; he pushed the girl against the sink, bending her flexible body over the counter. "Are you going to spank me", she asked with a giggle; that feeling turned to pure desire as she saw the fire in Anthony's eyes, a fire that she had sparked into a blazing inferno.

"You bet your ass, I am", Anthony said as he pulled loose the strings of Isabelle's bikini bottom. The small garment fell to the floor, exposing the girl's puckered asshole and slick, glistening cunt. Anthony couldn't help but moan a little as he caressed her firm cheek, before bringing his palm down hard on her flesh. Isabelle yelped as her left ass cheek began to sting, then again as Anthony brought down his hand on the other cheek. He repeated the motion half a dozen times on each ass cheek until Isabelle's butt was burning red. "It hurts so bad, daddy", she said, using the same voice she had employed near the bar. "Will you make it feel better with your big cock?"

He didn't even bother answering, just yanked down his shorts and pressed his rigid cock against her tight opening. Just as he pressed the head of his dick into her wet opening, Isabelle looked back and said, "Imagine her." She didn't have to say who she meant; Anthony's mind flooded with images of Jenna as he slammed his rod deep into Isabelle's snatch. He fantasized that is was Jenna, bent over the counter, begging him to fuck her harder; he imagined her, on her knees, taking his length down her throat.

"I am definitely fucked up", he thought as he imagined just how tight her pussy would be, gripping his dick; however, the part of him that didn't care that Jenna was his own daughter, was quickly growing in strength. "Just admit what you want", he thought as he felt his orgasm building, Isabelle's cunt spasming on his shaft. "Jenna", he groaned as he exploded, holding Isabelle down and pumping spurt after spurt of his hot seed deep into her womb.

When he finally released her, Isabelle pulled off of Anthony's dick, dropped to her knees, and began sucking it clean. "Jenna sure is a lucky girl, to have a daddy like you", she said, just before running her tongue over his balls. "I hope you stop fighting and just enjoy her sexy body." Once she had licked him clean, Isabelle put her bikini back on and left the room, leaving him standing there, confused and hornier than ever.

***

As he exited the restroom, Anthony once again surveyed the dining area; Isabelle was nowhere to be seen. Sighing, Anthony headed back toward the bar, only to feel a feminine hand grab his arm. "Well, hey there, handsome", said Kate, smiling as he turned to face her. He noticed that she was wearing a sundress, one that tightly hugged her voluptuous curves, instead of the leather outfit he had seen her in earlier. "Hey", he said, returning the smile as he focused his attention on her.

"Are you all by yourself", she asked and he nodded. "My daughter's here somewhere, but I haven't seen her in awhile", he said, which caused Kate to smile once more. "She's probably off having fun with people her own age, which means you can treat me to dinner", Kate said definitively. Her sure words caught Anthony by surprise; he was also caught off guard as she wrapped her arm through his and led him through the room to an empty table. To anyone who was watching, they probably looked like a couple; Anthony was very aware of this fact and he felt a small pleasure at being thought good enough to date such an attractive woman.

As they reached the table, Anthony held Kate's chair, then scooted it close to the table once she had sat down. "Such a gentleman", Kate said, echoing her earlier sentiments. Anthony just smiled and nodded as a waiter came by and asked for their drink order. Kate ordered a bottle of wine, which sounded good to Anthony. Once the waiter had left, the small talk began; Kate asked why Anthony had come to resort and he told her. When he mentioned that his ex-wife had left and his daughter had thought this vacation would cheer him up, Kate smiled broadly.

"Perhaps I can help with that", she said coyly, a seductive look on her face. "Maybe you can", Anthony said, trying his best to sound cool and seductive as well. "So, what brings you here", he asked and Kate laughed. "I come here a few times a year", she said and now it was Anthony's turn to smile. "Well, I'm glad I was here when you came this time", he said. "I am too", Kate answered. Just then the waiter brought their wine and took their food order.

As they waited, they discussed their jobs, their lives, and their families. Anthony discovered that Kate sold beauty products for a rather large company and that gave her the freedom to travel all over the world. As their food arrived and they began eating, Anthony suddenly felt something pressing against his crotch; glancing under the table, he saw Kate's foot rubbing against the outline of his dick. He looked up to see that her face gave nothing away; she looked as if she were having the most normal, boring conversation in the world and not playing with his dick under the table.

Once they had finished eating, Anthony paid the bill and then asked Kate if she'd like to go for a walk on the beach. "Maybe we can do that tomorrow", she said and leaned in close to his ear. "Right now, I know another activity I'd rather engage in." Not surprised by her words, Anthony took her hand and led her to his hotel room. After making sure the room was empty, he led her inside and pressed her against the wall, kissing her passionately.

Kate moaned into his mouth as their tongues danced; Anthony's hands roamed all over her body, feeling every inch of her sexy frame. Finally, he pulled back from the kiss and slipped the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms. Kate stepped forward and let the dress fall to the floor, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. "Fuck, you're gorgeous", Anthony said, before pressing her against the wall once more. As their mouths pressed together, his hands found her large breasts, squeezing and massaging her massive mounds, which pulled moans from deep in her throat.

Kate loved when a man, or woman, played with her large tits; they were always so sensitive to pleasure, or pain, and she could nearly orgasm just from playing with them by herself. Anthony could feel her squirming against the wall, so he continued playing with her breasts; before long, his mouth found its way down her smooth neck and had latched onto her hard, left nipple. Kate cried out as he bit down on the sensitive nub, her pussy spasming and convulsing, juices flowing down her legs; as Anthony moved his mouth to the other breast and repeated the treatment, adding a flick with his tongue, she screamed out in pleasure. Her back arched and she held him tight against her as an orgasm tore through her; her nectar exploded from her cunt and created a puddle beneath her feet.

As she finally began to calm down, Kate looked at him with a blazing fire in her eyes. "Fuck me, now", she demanded and got on the bed, getting onto her hands and knees. Anthony was only too happy to oblige, quickly discarding his shirt and shorts and pressing his rock hard erection against her soaking wet hole. He grabbed her waist and thrust forward, burying his shaft inside her in one motion. Her velvety smooth pussy grabbed his dick like a glove; she flexed her cunt muscles, squeezing and contracting on his shaft, massaging his shaft in a way that younger women couldn't.

The moans of the two people filled the room, along with the unmistakable aroma of lust and sex as Anthony drilled his dick into Kate's pussy over and over again. Each time his thick shaft filled her cunt, Kate felt another orgasm building inside her; finally, as he rammed forward, the head of his cock entering her cervix, she cried out in ecstasy. She collapsed on the bed, held up only by Anthony's grip on her waist; her body writhed as her cunt spasmed and convulsed. Juices squirted from her twat, splashing out around the big dick buried inside her and soaking the bedspread.

When she finally began to calm down, Kate pulled herself off of Anthony's dick; she turned and kissed him, then moved him onto his back. The wet blanket felt cold beneath him, but Anthony wasn't complaining; rather, he was in awe of the woman who was straddling his waist. His joy became even stronger when she aimed his rigid, slick shaft not at her sopping cunt, but rather at her puckered asshole. As she lowered herself onto his pole, Anthony almost howled in delight; Kate's amazingly tight ass gripped his dick like nothing ever had. She groaned as she lowered herself, until she was resting against his groin, his entire rod buried in her sphincter.

After a few moments of adjusting to the thick shaft embedded in her ass, Kate began to slide up and down; her tight hole felt like heaven as she tightened and relaxed it, sending jolts of pleasure throughout Anthony's entire being. "Fuck", he moaned, which brought a smile to Kate's face; every guy she had ever been with loved her ass, especially when she was riding them and she made sure to use it whenever she was getting fucked.

Finally, Anthony felt like he couldn't take any more; he started thrusting upwards as Kate came down, shoving his cock deeper into her bowels. She screamed out her pleasure as he did so, especially when she felt his dick beginning to twitch. Suddenly he grunted and, grabbing her waist, slammed her down on his cock; pulses of hot jizz began to fill her ass, which triggered yet another orgasm for her. As Anthony sent spurt after spurt of his white, sticky cum deep into her rectum, she squirted her nectar all over his stomach.

Finally, when she felt Anthony's dick grow still, Kate dismounted; creamy, hot cum leaked out of her gaping asshole as she climbed off of his softening cock. In a motion that she knew impressed any man, Kate quickly turned and took his cock in her mouth; the sour taste of her own asshole wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be when she was younger and did ass-to-mouth for the first time. And it was offset by the deliciously salty flavor of jizz that coated Anthony's shaft.

Once she had completely cleaned his dick, Kate laid herself against him; almost without conscious thought, Anthony wrapped an arm around her as he felt himself drifting off to sleep. As she lay there, Kate wondered if she should tell him what she had seen; Kate didn't mind having an audience when she fucked, but she wondered how Anthony would feel if he knew they had been spied on. The young woman had cracked the door and watched as Anthony plowed his cock into Kate's cunt; the girl's fingers had disappeared inside the skimpy swimsuit she wore as she watched Kate's asshole engulf Anthony's dick. And now, as Anthony began to snore, the young woman slipped into the room, probably assuming that Kate was also asleep. "She must be his daughter", Kate thought as she watched the young woman slip into the other bed.

To be continued...

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