Beach Music

[Erlikkhan]

Jim Wilson is recently divorced. His daughter Sarah is staying with him for the month of August at the beach and has invited her best friend from college. Flurtayshus is playing the role of the best friend. We may invite the daughter to join later. I am Jim who is 42, 6 feet, light brown hair, blue eyes, well built and in good shape.

IC: I knew I was in trouble the moment they stepped out of the car. A stunning young lady that exuded sexuality smiled at me with a playful twinkle in her eye. My daughter Sarah had invited her best friend from college to stay with us at the beach for the month of August. Since I was recently divorced it would be just the three of us.

The house sits right on the beach. It is a three story structure with living levels on the top two floors for better views of the ocean. A large wrap around deck is off the main floor with a smaller balcony above it off the master bedroom. Downstairs is storage, a garage and outside showers to wash off the sand from the beach. We had owned the house for the last five years and it was the one thing I was able to salvage from the divorce settlement.

My former wife and I had been divorced for three months, but we had been separated for almost six. Apparently she had been fucking her boss for the past two years and finally decided he would be a better provider. I was ready to move on with my life and was hoping that the beach would provide an opportunity to meet some women. Although I certainly wasn’t looking forward to getting back into the dating scene I had a pair of horns that were growing much too long.

I took the bags from the car and watched the girls walk towards the house. The view from the rear was as good as the view from the front. When they reached the steps Sarah’s friend turned her head and looked back at me. The look in her eyes, they way she bit her lower lip and the way she dipped her shoulder could not be mistaken for anything but flirting. Either that or she was so naïve that she didn’t realize the effect she had on men.

The girls each had separate bedrooms next to each other with a common bath. I went upstairs to check if they needed anything and then left them to unpack. They said something about changing for the beach. I pulled a beer from the refrigerator, peeled off my shirt and sat out on the deck to catch some rays. A few minutes later I heard them coming down the stairs.

 

[Flurtayshus]

Jackson Winters Everette III

Jackson slid two slim thighs into a pair of lavender low-rise boy shorts and inspected herself in the mirror. Other than needing a little sun she was quite happy with what she saw and for a fleeting moment, she wondered if Sarah’s dad would be happy with what he saw too.

“Hey slowpoke!” Sarah called sticking her head through the adjoining bathroom door. “You ready?

Jackson grabbed up a scrunchy and raked her deep auburn hair up into a ponytail as she followed Sarah out onto the first landing. “Yep. Let’s do this.”

When Sarah had called with the invitation to spend a month with her at their beach house, Jackson had jumped at the chance. It gave her one more opportunity to escape her interfering, to-good-for-the-lower classes, trying-to-marry-her-off-to-the-first-rich-heir-she-could-find, mother Cecelia. Cecelia hailed from the Atlanta Beaumont’s, meaning she came from stiff upper crust society full of afternoon teas and soiree’s and full fledged debutante balls. It also meant that Jackson had hated every minute since she’d turned 16 years old. Her mother had been plotting to derail her college education by marrying her off to the first eligible bachelor she could find. However, Cecelia hadn’t counted on her daughter being head strong and she certainly hadn’t counted on her staying on the move so that her mother couldn’t pin her down. So far the game had worked for two summers and eight holiday breaks in a row. As far as Jackson was concerned she would play this game until she lost. And Jackson never lost.

A movement caught her eye and Jackson turned toward it. Just beyond the railing was a floor to ceiling window of glass and through it, she could see Sarah’s dad lying out on a lounge chair.

“God, Sarah. You didn’t tell me your dad was a sexpot.” Jackson murmured in her deep husky voice with just a hint of drawl.

Sarah looked up at her tossing a towel over her shoulder and then handed one to Jackson. “He’s okay.”

“He’s more than that.” Jackson almost blushed with the admission. She’d never taken this much immediate interest in any man; let alone a man old enough to be her father.

“Yea well,” Sarah jogged down the stairs, Jackson close on her heels. “Too bad my mom doesn’t think so anymore.”

Yea, too bad her mom was a damn fool, Jackson thought. If she had a man who looked like that, there was no way she’d let him go.

As they approached the back deck, Jackson slid on a pair of sunglasses. The one thing she’d never been able to do was hide her feelings. So unless Mr. Wilson was a telepath, the sunglasses would do the trick.

“Bye dad,” Sarah leaned down and kissed his forehead. “We’re going swimming.”

“Bye honey. You two be careful.” She could feel his eyes flick over her and felt the warmth of his genuine smile.

Jackson smiled quickly and kept moving, her heart skipping a beat in her chest.

"Bye Jackson." Mr. Wilson called to her back. "Oh and Jackson, how'd you get a naaaame like...Jackson."

Jackson pivoted to look at him. This was familiar ground. "My daddy, always wanted a son. He got me instead. They'd only picked out one name and that was my daddy's. That would make me Jackson Winters Everette the third."

Mr. Wilson grinned. "The girl with a boys name. How very..."

"Precocious? Ostentatious? Bourgeois?" Jackson laughed and then ran to catch up with Sarah. "I know!"

 

[Erlikkhan]

Jim

Damn she was hot. I watched her walk away. The way her rounded cheeks lifted and fell against the fabric of her shorts had my head spinning. There were going to be a lot of cold showers if I was going to survive the next few weeks. Being the flirt she was, and being at the beach where clothes only covered the essential, I could just imagine the ways Jackson was going to tease me. I just hoped I wouldn’t be walking around with a constant hard-on.

Jackson... she didn’t even try to feminize her name. Keeping a man’s name had given her an edge with men. It was almost like a dare. Precocious? Ostentatious? Maybe. Bourgeois didn’t quite seem to fit although she did have a cultured air about her. Sexy? Desirable? For sure. Too young? Absolutely. Besides, she was my daughter’s best friend. Get her out of your head, Jim. She’s off limits. Take a cold shower.

I decided a cold swim in the ocean would be better and headed down to the beach. I didn’t see the girls although I was pretty sure I saw their blanket spread on the sand. I dove in and felt the steam rise from my body. After catching a few waves I walked up onto the beach dripping but refreshed.

“Hi daddy. Did you have a good swim?”

Standing not ten feet away was my daughter Sarah. She was stunning as always in her rather revealing two piece suit. What caught my eye, however, was the girl standing next to her. My eyes devoured every curve and swell of Jackson’s delicious body. It wasn’t so much in the amount of skin that was revealed. It was more in the way it was displayed and in her teasing pose.

“Hello Mr. Wilson. Don’t you just love it here?”

The dark glasses and white smile with her head cocked toward a raised shoulder and her hand on the other hip took the innocent words she uttered and, in my mind, turned them into ‘if you like what you see I might give you some later but I haven’t made up my mind.’ This girl knew what she was doing and I had a feeling I was way out of my league and slowly getting pulled into her lair.

“Hello Jackson. You look… um… like you’re enjoying yourself.”

 

[Flurtayshus]

Jackson Winters Everette III

“I certainly am.” She replied. “Now only if my mom would…”

Jackson had no sooner uttered the words than her cell phone rang. Sarah’s eyes met hers and simultaneously they groaned out loud.

Jackson reached down to her bag and fished the cell phone out, checking the caller I.D. ‘Mom & Dad’ the LCD display read.

“Shit!” Jackson thought. It was like invoking the devil. You speak her name and she appears.

With resignation, Jackson flipped open the phone and braced herself. Her mistake had been in not calling when she’d first arrived. Jackson had disappeared under cover of night without leaving word and Cecelia had now had plenty of time to work herself into a full fledged lather.

“Hello?” She said with more brightness than she felt.

“Don’t you ‘Hello’ me, Jackson Winters!!” The screeching shout forced Jackson to pull the phone away from her ear and cringe. “Where in the Sam hell have you been?”

Jackson rolled her eyes and said, “Momma calm down.”

“Calm down? Calm down!” Cecelia raged. “Did you hear that Jack? She says to calm down.”

Now it was Jackson’s turn to groan. Cecelia had obviously made this call in front of her father who would now be forced to endure the fit that she, herself had brought on.

“Calm down my lilly white ass!” Her mother hissed. “Do you know what your father’s been doing all night Miss Smarty Pants? He’s been co-ordinatin’ a S.W.A.T. team to go searching for you!”

Sarah’s mouth fell open and her dad’s eyebrows shot up and that’s when Jackson realized they could hear every screeching word her mother said. Turning her back on them she walked a few steps away, embarrassed that this saga was no longer her own.

“I have not!” The amused baritone of her father’s voice carried to her over the phone and she knew once again why she loved him. He was the only one who could have tolerated her mother’s hysterical rants and appreciate her misguided- uppity-ness.

“Well he should have!” Cecelia roared. “And you little miss better get your buns home this second! Where are you anyway?!”

“Momma I’m not coming home right now.” She said quietly. “I’ll be home in time enough to go back to school.”

“School?! But your ‘come out’ is in three weeks Jackson. Three weeks! You are not going to mess this up do you hear?!

“I hear momma. And you heard me. I’ll see you at the end of August. Tell Daddy I love him. Bye.” With that, Jackson flipped the phone closed, turned and launched the cell phone into the ocean.

“Jackson, no!” Sarah gasped.

“Ohhh boy.” Mr. Wilson groaned in that fatherly way that all fathers do and took a few steps toward her. “Do you think that was a good idea?”

Jackson glared up at him defiantly but soon backed off. “Probably not. But it’s done now.”

On impulse, she walked about 20 feet down the beach where she’d spotted some toddlers playing in the sand earlier and plopped down unceremoniously beside them.

She grinned at them with more warmth than she felt. “Wanna make a sand castle?”

 

[Erlikkhan]

Jim Wilson

I headed back up to the house even more intrigued with our guest. She was not only attractive, sexy and a flirt, she had an edge to her. She was used to getting what she wanted and wasn’t going to be pushed around by anyone, not even her parents. The more I thought about her the more that I desired her in ways that were neither proper nor wise.

I decided to check out our Miss Jackson Winters Everette III a little more thoroughly. I went into the extra bedroom where we had our computer set up and typed her name into the search engine on the internet. Her family was loaded. It was old money, not one of the new instant high tech billionaires. Their name donned many campus buildings, art galleries and libraries around Atlanta. I kept searching and learned that Miss Everette was quite an athlete, an accomplished musician and a scholar graduating near the top of her class at the exclusive private school she attended. This girl excelled at anything she tried.

With lust for her in my head I imagined that she approached sex with the same degree of determination and aggressiveness. The more I thought about it the more aroused I became to the point where my cock took over the duties that are usually performed by my brain. I pulled up a pornographic web site and flipped through a series of pictures of a hot blond stuffed full of an oversized cock in different positions and in various orifices.

Mr. Big was throbbing so hard that it was about to rip through my swimsuit. It was time to retire to the bathroom to give him the relief he was demanding. I closed the browser, stood and turned to leave. Standing in the doorway was Jackson. I don’t know how long she had been watching, but she certainly couldn’t help but notice the tent poking out from the front of my suit. I turned a few shades of red searching for something to say.

“Um… hi Jackson. Uh, if you want to use the computer it’s all yours.”

 

[Flurtayshus]

sorry. double post.

 

[Flurtayshus]

Jackson Winters Everette III

Jackson couldn’t believe her eyes. Had she just seen Sarah’s dad caress his crotch before getting up from the desk? Couldn’t be. But when he turned and spied her in the door way it became very clear that that had been exactly what he’d done. Two rosets bloomed in her cheeks as her eyes flitted around the room to look anywhere but at the tent in his shorts. She politely turned down his offer to use the computer and didn’t think she could be anymore embarrassed until he tried passing her in the door way. Jackson has been so stunned by the prominence of his erection that she hadn’t notice his attempt to flee until that hard lump brushed her thigh on his way out.

She gasped and heard him mumble a soft apology as he strode purposefully down the hallway. Jackson couldn’t help herself, she leaned out the door and stared after Jim Wilson. Now that the initial shock had worn off, a subtle warmth had crept into her stomach and began to simmer there.

He was reaching for the bathroom door when the shower came on inside. With a grimace, he continued down the hall until he reached another door she assumed was his bedroom and shut himself inside.

In an instant, Jackson’s mind began to work. What had he been doing to get himself so riled up? Sitting down at the computer she clicked on the history button and filed quickly through the last websites visited that day. Two had clearly been porn which was amusing but not a-typical for a man. The next one though did surprise her.

The site was a local news affiliate’s and the articles headline read, “Wellington Women Undefeated” and below was a 3x4 image of her with the caption of “J. Everette captain, leads women to victory.”

Jackson immediately felt another flutter go through her at the thought of Sarah’s dad stroking himself to her image. Turning in the chair, she cast a curious glance out into the hallway. From her seat she could see that the bathroom door was still closed and could hear the water was still running.

It was then that she made a decision. She had to know what he was doing So clad only in her bikini, Jackson padded down the carpeted hall pausing briefly at the door to listen. She thought she could hear some muffled rustling but not much else.

It was now or never.

Jackson turned the door knob as slowly and as silently as she could and slipped inside. Immediately inside was a little corridor with closets on either side. Tiptoeing to the end she glanced one way and saw a bank of windows, a dresser, an entertainment center and a door leading to a private bathroom. She heard the rustling again and glanced to her right.

The sight stopped her breath.

In the middle of one of the largest beds she’d ever seen was Mr. Wilson, his shorts shoved half way down his hips, his hands stroking the longest she’d ever seen.

She gazed at his beautiful body, his hairless chest, the trail of hair leading to where his hand was now buried, the bronze thighs, the tension in his torso, the look of ecstasy on his face.

Jackson’s lips parted, heat flooding the apex between her thighs. She watched frozen…and in silence…or at least she thought. She must have made a noise because suddenly his eyes flew open and pinned her to the spot.

“Jackson!” the growl was a reprimand full of frustration and an edgy kind of desperation.

“Please don’t stop.” She couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. It was just that she’d never seen a man like this, doing what he was doing but she knew instantly that she loved it. Her mouth worked slowly and all she could manage was a sigh, her eyes locked on his cock wrapped tightly in his hand.

 

[Erlikkhan]

Sarah's Dad

I didn’t see Jackson at first. My mind was focused on images of my cock plowing repeatedly into her tight cunt while she screamed and clawed at my skin with her legs wrapped around me. When I realized she was watching my reaction was surprise and then anger at being caught.

“Jackson,” I yelled harshly.

She stood still as if she hadn’t heard and continued to stare.

“Please don’t stop.”

The words came out of her mouth almost as if they were being spoken by a ventriloquist. I could see the flush of her cheeks. Her hands fidgeted nervously. Her lips were slightly parted and he breathing was heavy. This wasn’t the cocky and confident girl I had met earlier. She was in over her head… intrigued, excited and unsure what to do for once in her life. Maybe she wasn’t so experienced in matters of the flesh. Well that was about to change if I had anything to do with it.

I climbed off the bed and pulled down my trunks until I was completely naked. I stood looking at Jackson with my large cock swaying majestically in front of me. Without saying a word I walked over to the door and locked it. Then I turned and stepped in front of Jackson. I took her hand in mine.

“I think it would be better if you did it, Jackson.”

I curled her fingers around my swollen member and moved her hand back and forth along its length. She didn’t resist. After several strokes I took my hand away.

“That feels good. Do it faster. Oh yes, just like that.”

I moved a hand up and squeezed her soft breast through the top she was wearing. She looked up at me briefly as though she was going to say something, but no words came out of her mouth. Overcome by lust, I kissed Jackson on the lips and pushed her back against the door. Her fingers continued to work their magic on my already highly aroused cock, and I knew if she kept it up much longer there would be a sticky mess all over her hands. I wanted to be inside her when that happened.

I quickly spun Jackson around so she was facing the door. Before she had time to react I pressed up behind her and wedged my hard cock between the cheeks of her ass through her bikini bottoms. My hands crushed her two tits. I kissed up her neck until my lips reached her ear.

“I want to fuck you, Jackson.”

I let a hand slide down her stomach and cup the mound of her pussy through her bikini, pressing my fingertips up against her opening. I had her pressed so tightly to the door that I couldn’t tell if she was struggling to get away or pushing back against me, but I really didn’t care. I had every intention of finishing what we had started. Just then I heard the handle of the door jiggling followed by a knock.

“Dad, are you in there? Have you seen Jackson? I can’t find her anywhere.”

I froze with Jackson still pressed between me and the door.

“Um… yes, I’m in here Sarah. I’m getting dressed. I haven’t seen Jackson. She probably went back down to the beach.”

I had no idea what Jackson was going to do, but I knew I was busted if she spilled the beans.