A Cruise with my Daughter Part 2

I surprised myself at how quickly I could just shut away how strange of a thing I had just done was. I jerked off to a fantasy of fucking my daughter, and felt completely ready to just continue our vacation as if I wasn’t harboring lustful thoughts.

I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out of the bathroom. The floor of the room was now clear of debris, and Tiffany stood dressed for the pool, clearly proud of her work. Today she was wearing a simple green bandeau top that showed off her long slender torso and sexy shoulders, as a matching bikini bottom was wrapped over with a sarong. An almost comically large sun hat sat atop her head.

“How about that, dad?” She said.

I surprised myself as I was still feeling a bit daring from my fantasy. I replied with eyebrows raised, “Very nice, but you missed one item in the bathroom.” I tried to lighten my tone to keep it jocular.

Tiffany blushed a bit, realizing what it was and went to retrieve it. I turned as I got dressed so I could watch her pick it up. To my relief (or secret dismay) she didn’t seem to notice anything strange with it.

I got dressed and we headed to breakfast. Walking over I felt I was a bit lost in my head. I felt guilty about what I had done in the bathroom, but couldn’t deny that there was a part of me that enjoyed it immensely. It was so wrong though. My poor sweet girl. I was here to bond with her and enjoy a cruise before she heads off to college, and all I could do was think with my dick?

I shook my head, as if to physically attempt to rid myself of any errant, dirty thought. Could I really not last a few days without getting my rocks off? My wife and I had a pretty healthy sex life back at home, so maybe I’m spoiled. Or maybe it’s just the cruise itself. There’s something about being away, trapped with a bunch of strangers, and the constant parade of flesh that maybe just keeps everything constantly erotic. Either way, I had to pull it together.

Tiffany and I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast outside on the deck of the ship, and helped ourselves to some morning mimosas. A bit of hair of the dog made me feel more balanced. I had to laugh a bit to myself as Tiffany was clearly trying to be casual about drinking, but winced at her first sip. The drinks of the ship were plenty strong. As we took our time with breakfast I looked over to Tiffany, who seemed to be relaxed and enjoying people watching. It was great to spend this time with her, and despite my fears before the trip, things often felt easy and natural.

Soon she turned her head and saw that I was looking at her. “What?” she asked.

“Nothing. Just a father enjoying time with his daughter. You look like you are having a good time.”

Tiffany smiled. “I really am. Thank you for bringing me.” She then frowned and suddenly looked self-conscious. “Are…are you having a good time too? I know you are probably missing a lot of work. So much time with a kid can’t be your idea of a good time right now.”

I gave her a reassuring smile. “There’s nowhere I would rather be. Plus, you’re great company!” Looking at my watch, I said “But we should really get going. I’m not sure when Jon and Keiko were planning on meeting us.”

We got up and made our way to the pool that was reserved for guests staying in our section of the ship. The pool was almost the same size as the other pool, but with less people crowded in and around it. As soon as we found four loungers, a waiter approached to get our drink orders. I ordered for us (I guess I just assumed at this point she would want a drink) and let the waiter know that we would have guests from the other part of the ship coming. We both decided we weren’t ready to get wet yet and instead spent the time lazing on the chairs and soaking in some sun.

I laid with my eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the sun, but suddenly felt a shadow pass over me.

“Hey, we found you,” I heard a voice say. I opened one eye to see a shadow of a man I could barely make out as Jon, back lit by the sun. He was shirtless, with a towel draped around his broad shoulders. It wasn’t as apparent in the club last night but Jon was pretty fit. He stood upright, showing off his incredibly muscular form, and sporting a pair of very short boxer-briefs style bathing suit.

I smiled in greeting and sat up to gesture to the open loungers next to us. “Hey, welcome. We saved you some chairs.”

Jon and Keiko plopped their towels down on the loungers next to us, and Tiffany rushed over to greet her new friend. As I was talking with Jon, I couldn’t help but look over to the girls, smiling and laughing away. Their youthful energy was infectious. As I watched, Keiko, who has been wearing a loose sundress, pulled the dress over her head. I nearly fell over at the sight.

Underneath the sundress, Keiko was clad in what I guess could be called a slingshot bikini. Two lines of fabric draped over her neck, connecting at a ring above each breast, which was then connected to a slightly wider fabric that traveled down the length of each breast. The two lines of fabric drew your eyes down to meet at far below her navel and swoop to her backside and barely contained her sex. Tiffany laughed in amusement at her friend’s outfit and made Keiko do a little spin to reveal the backside. The thin fabric was nestled between her delectable ass cheeks and split into two again right at her lower back.

Unlike the first day I saw her from afar, this time I got a good look at her generous ass. It was smooth, firm and begging to be worshiped. Thoughts of burying my face, cock or anything else she would let me, in that ass flooded my mind.

My thoughts were interrupted by Jon clearing his throat. I snapped out of it and looked to see him with a wide smirk on his face, clearly knowing I had been oggling his little girl.

“Quite the thing to see, isn’t it?” he said casually. He didn’t appear to be mad at all.

“Umm…yea, I guess that’s a good way to put it,” is all I could reply.

Jon sighed. “I know how it looks. Me letting my daughter run around in that. But she likes it and any time I’ve tried to set strong limits on her, I just feel like a ridiculous asshole. I’ve come to accept who she is and it’s made all the difference in our relationship.”

I looked at Jon with a bit of admiration. I mean there is no way I would let my little girl out in that if I had a choice, but I could see how much he believed in the freedom he gave her.

Jon then added, “Plus, this is basically how all her friends back home dress. Can’t say it’s been terrible to have a parade of pretty, nearly naked girls around the house constantly.” And then in what I think was meant to be a compliment so I didn’t feel left out, he said “and your daughter would no doubt fit right in. She’s extremely beautiful. I’ve seen her turn her fair share of heads.”

I laughed at the odd compliment. “Thanks. Yea, she has always been a beauty.”

We all settled into our chairs and spent the afternoon sunbathing, drinking, eating and swimming. It was wonderful to just relax and do whatever we felt like. While I didn’t spend much time in the water with the girls, Jon seemed so at ease with them. He seemed to almost spend as much time laughing and joking with the kids than he did with the other adult. At one point, he and Tiffany stood close together chatting in the pool and sipping on cocktails, while Keiko splayed herself facedown on the lounger next to me sunbathing.

I could tell Tiffany was taken with him, as she laughed and found excuses to touch him. Jon seemed to enjoy her company but was his normal cool self.

“Hey, Tiffany’s dad,” Keiko suddenly called over.

I glanced over and Keiko was speaking but still laying with her head down. “You can call me Steve. And what’s up?” I answered.

“Can you put some lotion on me before I burn. Please?” She added this last plea in a cutesy voice I am sure she knew would make most men do anything for her.

Without thinking, I agreed, but then realized, to my delight and worry, what this would entail. I was face to face with her basically nude body, and was about to get to worship at the altar I had wished to when she first took off that sundress.

I played it cool and started up at her shoulders, rubbing the lotion in gently. I tried to maintain the same cool air that Jon seemed to adopt around the girls.

“Steve?” Keiko muttered.

“Yea?”

“Harder, please.”

I gave in and put some muscle into my work. I kneaded the lotion into her smooth skin as I worked her shoulders and made my way down her back. Her skim was blemish free, smooth as silk, and an even brown. Her body felt strong, rather than as delicate as it seemed by looking at her.

“Mmmm, that’s better. Keep going,” she muttered, and made herself more comfortable by relaxing and spreading her legs a little further.

My eyes roamed her body as I worked my way down. I felt more confident until I got her ass. The tightening in my trunks made me self-conscious and I only lightly spread the lotion over her ass before moving on to do each leg. She made no complaints as I think she was enjoying the pressure I was putting into my massage down her leg. Lotioning and rubbing her thick thighs did nothing to stop my hard on, but I had stopped caring. Encouraged by Keiko’s delicate moans I gave each leg a hard rubdown, and ran my hands up the inside of her leg, stopping, with some conscious effort, before I entered her erogenous zone.

“No Steve. Keep going, you are so good. Get more lotion on my ass.”

I glanced over at Jon who was still chatting with Tiffany, then without saying a word, I grabbed a handful of Keiko’s ass and kneaded lotion into her. Keiko rewarded me with a deep groan that made my cock rock hard and rub against my swim trunks.

“Just like that,” she moaned, as she spread her legs a little wider. Emboldened, I used both hands to massage her ass cheeks and spread them apart with my work. I was blessed with a view of where the hidden string of her bikini lay rested against a tight little asshole. With each spread, Keiko seemed to be moaning harder and I was getting hornier. I knew my dick had to be leaking rivulets by now, and I found it hard to stop.

Thankfully, I was able to stop just in time to see Jon and Tiffany headed back to us.

Keiko, sounding a little breathless, said “Thank you, Tiffany’s dad.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her legs together and then flipped over to her front. I could see her nipples were rock hard under the thin fabric. By that time, Jon and Tiffany had joined us, and I noticed Keiko start to apply the lotion to her front half herself rather than ask for my help again.

“What’d I miss. Has Keiko been nice?” Jon asked, with a joking tone.

“The nicest,” I replied, hoping the tent in my trunks was not too obvious.

Jon smirked and raised one eyebrow. In a stern voice he said,”Keiko?”

Keiko replied with annoyance, “I was good daddy. Promise. Steve was just helping me not get burnt.”

It was clear there was a lot under this back and forth with them, and I suddenly felt very worried that my lust was obvious to everyone and was about to be exposed. I looked over nervously at Tiffany to see what she was picking up on, but to my surprise she seemed to not be paying attention at all. It could have been the sun, but Tiffany appeared to be flushed and was staring a Jon’s swim trunks intently. Following her eyes, I could see that the water had made his already tight suit that much tighter and provided an indiscreet outline of a pretty healthy cock. I was pretty sure it wasn’t the sun that had my daughter hot and bothered.

Tiffany looked up to see me staring at her and turned an even darker shade of red. She got up suddenly. “Come on Keiko. Let’s wade over to the swim-up bar and get a drink.”

Keiko agreed and got up to join Tiffany.