The sun was blazing as Peter Fitzwell sat by the pool, watching his stepdaughter Alice Visby splashing around in her skimpy bikini. The 4th of July heat was intense, and the water looked inviting. Alice, a lithe 18-year-old with fiery red hair and freckles across her nose, was the spitting image of a wild Irish rose. Her playful free taboo videos antics and that mischievous glint in her green eyes were driving Peter crazy.
“Dad, why don’t you join us?” Alice called out, her perved family voice playful yet enticing. Peter, a tall, broad-shouldered man with a salt-and-pepper beard and a body toned from years of swimming, smiled and shook his head.
“Maybe later, sweetheart. Your mother and I have some things to take care of.”
As the sun began to set, the family gathered around the pool for a game of volleyball. Alice’s mother, Susan, was a stunning woman with blonde hair and a curvaceous figure, but she wasn’t much of a player. After a few moments of struggle, she took a bad hit and fell, twisting her ankle. Peter rushed to her side, concern etched on his face.
“I think I’m done for the night,” Susan said, wincing in pain.
“Let’s get you to bed,” Peter replied, helping her up.
Once Susan was settled in their room, Peter returned to the pool area. Alice was still there, her eyes reflecting the twinkling lights from the nearby fireworks. She stood up as he approached, her bikini top doing little to contain her perky breasts.
“Dad, can I talk to you?” she asked, her voice soft.
Peter nodded, his heart pounding. “Of course, Alice. What’s on your mind?”
She stepped closer, her eyes locked on his. “I was thinking… we’ve kissed before. But I want more. I want to feel you, really feel you.”
Peter’s breath hitched. He knew it was wrong, but the desire in her eyes was too much to resist. “Alice, we can’t. It’s not right.”
She smiled, a sultry smirk that sent shivers down his spine. “Who said anything about right? It’s just you and me, and I want you, Dad.”
Peter felt a surge of heat. He reached out, cupping her cheek and pulling her close. Their lips met, and the kiss was intense, passionate. Alice’s tongue darted into his mouth, exploring, teasing. Peter groaned, his hands roaming over her body, feeling the curves he had long admired from afar.
“Let’s go inside,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.
They stumbled into his study, their bodies pressed together, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Alice broke away from the kissing, her eyes filled with hunger. She reached for his belt, her fingers fumbling with the buckle. Peter watched as she dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Peter’s cock sprang free, already hard and ready. Alice licked her lips, her tongue darting out to touch the tip. Peter groaned, his hips thrusting forward. Alice took him in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around his shaft.
“Fuck, Alice,” Peter groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. “You’re so good at that free taboo videos move.”
Alice pulled back, a wicked smile on her face. “I want more,” she whispered.
Peter lifted her up, his hands gripping her ass. He carried her over to the couch, laying her down gently. He pulled off her bikini bottoms, revealing her trimmed bush and her glistening pussy. He leaned down, his tongue finding her clit. Alice moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth.
“Oh, Dad, that feels so good,” she whispered.
Peter slid two fingers into her, her pussy tight and wet. He curled them, hitting her G-spot, and Alice let out a cry of pleasure. Peter kissed his way up her body, his cock poised at her entrance.
“Are you sure about this, Alice?” he asked, his voice rough with desire.
Alice nodded, her eyes filled with need. “I want you, Dad. I want you to fuck me.”
Peter thrust into her, his cock filling her completely. Alice cried out, her nails digging into his back. Peter began to move, his hips slamming into hers, his cock pounding into her tight pussy.
“You feel so good in this free taboo videos action, Alice,” he groaned. “Your pussy is so tight.”
Alice moaned, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust. “Faster, Dad. Fuck me faster.”
Peter obliged, his pace quickening. Alice’s moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath him. Peter could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her orgasm building.
“I’m close, Dad,” she panted. “I’m so close.”
Peter reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, and Alice came with a scream, her body convulsing beneath him. Peter continued to fuck her, his own orgasm building. He could feel his cock throbbing, his balls tightening.
“I’m going to come, Alice,” he groaned. “Where do you want it?”
Alice looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and mischief. “Surprise me, Dad.”
Peter pulled out, his cock poised at her entrance. He thrust back in, his cock exploding, his cum filling her pussy. He collapsed on top of her, stepdad and stepdaughter bodies slick with sweat.
“Happy 4th of July, Alice,” he murmured, his voice hoarse.
Alice smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. “Happy 4th of July, Dad.”
