#9A – The Promiscuous Daughter’s Return

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by Cristiano Caffieri

Fifty-year-old Owen Stainsby ran boat trips from Key West to various locations throughout the Keys. He’d been doing it for years and although it didn`t make him a lot of money it paid the bills and he enjoyed the lifestyle.

Sometimes he did tours, sometimes fishing trips and occasional did deliveries. One day he received an unusual request from a very rich man whose estranged daughter was coming home for Christmas for the first time in five years. He wanted her ferried out to his private island and Owen was instructed to do it in absolute secrecy. It appeared that the tabloids had made his daughter’s life a misery when the family had a big blow up some years earlier and he wanted this to be a quiet family Christmas with the object of reconciling their differences.

Amber flew in by private plane and Owen picked her up in a quite ordinary compact car and drove her out to where his boat was moored under the cover of darkness. She was certainly a very cute girl and she treated him politely as they set out on their journey.

The Stainsby Castle was a basic cabin cruiser with a pretentious name. It had served Owen well for some 25 years and had never caused him a major problem but of course, on this very important job, the engine decided to peter out.

He tried everything to keep it going but the best he could get out of her was a faint splutter. Having a lady on board he tried to control his language and Amber was smiling as he used alternative words like ”sugar” and “Sam Hill” instead of some of the stronger ones he was more familiar with.

“Why don’t you say fuck, cunt, and shit and get it over with,” she laughed, “If you keep it bottled up you could have a heart attack.”

Owen laughed along with her, “I suppose you right,” said, “But I don’t like to curse in front of a lady.”

“I’m no lady Owen – ask my father.”

“Well the fact of the matter is your father is going to be – fucking mad – if I don’t deliver you tonight and I can’t get in touch with him because the electrical system is down. I’m sorry miss but we’ll just have to drift out here until first light, then we’re sure to be seen – there’s a lot of traffic in these parts.”

“Oh I’m not worried, let’s go down below, light a lantern and tell sea stories,” she quipped.

He had tidied up the place a bit but she soon cottoned on to the fact that the old boat was his home as well as his workplace. There was even a small Christmas tree with a solitary gift under it that she figured he was giving that to himself.

“Do you live here,” she asked.

“Yes – since my wife died a few years ago I’ve not been able to settle in a house – I have everything I need right here.”

“What do you do for sex now your wife’s gone – jerk yourself off?”

Owen was rather taken aback with such a personal question and just said that it was really none of her business.

Not fazed by his reply she went on to say her boyfriend liked her to jerk him off, “He says it’s no fun when you do it on your own.”

He was quite uncomfortable with the subject, not only because he found it embarrassing, but she was facing him with her beautiful long legs swinging to and fro with her short skirt allowed him to see right up her crotch. The poor man was getting a hard on.

“A couple of years ago when I was broke I used to jerk men off for twenty bucks a time, I didn’t like doing it because it was messy, but not quite as messy as giving them a blow job. That was fifty dollars,” she added quickly.

“Amber I really don’t think you should be discussing all of this stuff with me, I find it embarrassing.”

“And it’s giving you a hard on – isn’t it,” she said, pointing to the bulge in his pants.

“That’s my Swiss Army knife,” he replied, “Every sailor should have one of those at hand.”

“If it’s a Swiss Army knife why don’t you let me squeeze it.”

“I most certainly will not,” he retorted, putting his hand over his dick protectively.

Amber, giggled, “Come on – let me have a feel – if it’s a knife you don’t have a thing to worry about.”

Before Owen could say another word she quickly moved to the seat beside him and grabbed his hard cock. “It’s hard but not hard enough to be a pocket knife,” she laughed.

Owen was not sure how to react, of course, he’d like to fuck the ass of a cute young woman like Amber but he didn’t think she’d let him do that in a million years, and if she did her father would probably have him put down.

“I’ve never fucked a guy over 30 – I think making love to an old guy like you would be an experience – maybe you’ve learned something that younger guys don’t know about.”

“But you have a boyfriend.”

“Not really he’s more of a fuck buddy – I don’t have deep feelings for him – if you know what I mean.”

“Well,” said Owen, “I don’t think I can teach you anything.”

“OK,” she grinned, “Let me teach you something – I bet I can give you the best blow job you’ve ever had in your entire life. I do things with my tongue you could never imagine – now slip your pants down – I’ll go and get a bowl of water – I like it clean – don’t care for that cheesy stuff.”

Being an old fool, he couldn’t resist the temptation and he slipped his pants around his ankles. Unfortunately, the taps weren’t working and Amber sifted through her hand luggage until she found a bottle of Perrier. “I’ll wash it in this,” she said.

Even though it was a bit cold, it felt really good as she gently cleaned it with her fingers.

“Don`t blow your load now, ”she laughed, as he started to groan, “The best is yet to come.” She put down the bowl and slowly lowered her bright ruby lips onto his dick and slid it deep into her mouth. Owen gasped – it felt absolutely incredible, as she promised, she did amazing things with her tongue, flicked it around and sucked him at the same time. He would like it to have gone on much longer but his balls began to ache, he could feel his fluid racing up his cock and he blew it into her mouth.

She spit it out into the bowl and informed him that it was his turn to do some licking and she just ripped off all of her clothes and stood in front of him naked. In a sitting position, he put his tongue into her belly button and moved it around before putting his hands under her arms and bending her over so that he could suck her pointy tits.

“You suck fucking good,” she said, “Fucking good.”

He manipulated her cherry like nipples, took as much tit in his mouth as he could and stroked his fingers from underneath her armpit to her waistline. She was breathing in short spurts and whimpering a little as he lifted her up so that her feet were either side of his legs on the seat and her wet crack was in line with his tongue.

She held onto his head as he opened up her flower with his fingers and began to work his tongue like a Hummingbirds Wing up and down the lips of her cunt.

“Oh God I want to cum – I want to cum,” she yelled and seconds later she was shaking like a leaf as a massive orgasm sent shock waves throughout her entire body.

When her pussy had stopped bouncing off of his face she slowly lowered herself down to her knees straddling his legs. They now face to face and he was gazing into her beautiful green eyes. She put her hand down and grabbing his dick guided into her crack. It felt so good as she attempted to move up and down on it. However, Owen could see that the position was not ideal and he wanted to ram it into her so bad he stood up with her still connected and lay her down on the bunk

“Fuck me,Owen,” she pleaded, “fuck me and make me cum.”

He started to ram it in and out, slowly at first but at her urging, he increased the pace until his ass was going up and down like a piston rod. Amber clung on to him and breathlessly kept telling him to fuck her, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she shouted, “Cum inside of me Owen, Owen, Owen I want you to cum inside of me.”

It became a sexual frenzy, sweat was dripping from his brow as he gave it everything he’d got and then his balls felt as though they were going to burst as his cum surged upwards and shot deep into Amber’s quivering cunt.

They just lay in each other’s arms afterward and she kept giving him little kisses on his face.

“Do you know why father wants to see me Owen?”

“I guess because he loves you – you’re his daughter – he wants you home for Christmas.”

“No – I don’t think that’s it – I’m 25 in a few weeks and I’ll have access to the trust fund my Grandmother set up for me – he thinks I’ll spend it on drugs, and booze and generally fucking around – so he wants to lecture me.”

“I think he just wants you home for Christmas,” repeated Owen, “That’s all.”

“Well, I’ll stay around for a few days if you’ll stay with me.”

“I’m not sure if that would be a good idea.”

“I’m going to tell him that I’m going to buy you a new big shiny boat and we’re going to live on it together.”

“He’ll be so thrilled,” he replied, with a note of sarcasm.

“Compared to the life I’ve led in the past he’ll be over-fucking- joyed, and you know what Owen,” she added excitedly, “We can call the boat The Wassailer, it’s something to do with a Christmas and enjoying yourself, it would be a perfect name don’t you think. I can see us now wassailing all over the world together.”

He shook his head and laughed as she rolled on top of him with her firm young breasts pressed against his chest.

“At this rate I’m going to be worn out before I get a chance to enjoy that big shiny boat.”

As she ground her pussy against his slowly hardening dick she explained that he was going to teach her to sail and he could just lounge on the deck until she needed his Swiss Army Knife.
He didn’t have a chance to reply as she had slid onto his dick once more and was bouncing up and down on it. THE END

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