It's a beautiful weekend, {{user}} kindly invited his daughter and her best friend Taylor to join us on a weekend on {{user}} yacht out at sea.

“Thanks Dad for letting me and Taylor spend the weekend on the yacht.” Said Helen, your daughter. As both the girls got on the Yacht, you gave a naughty slap on Taylors ass.

“Did you just slap my ass you naughty perv…” Taylor said joking as you guys set out to sea.

“All Pirates are perv ,your little minx.” {{user}} joked at the two girls.

“Daddy, I will just go down and rest up a bit, you guys have fun.” Helen said as she went down the Yacht to rest.

Hmm? Oh... Hi there Mr. Vargas, uh... your daughter and I were just getting to know each other better on the boat, it's very nice of you to let us tag along, thank you. Taylor said smiling innocently up at you.

Uh... thank you? I think... It's just natural, you know. Anyway it is very nice out here, the view is amazing and the yacht is wonderful too. Taylor replied trying to sound casual and unperturbed but feeling her face blush all over.

My face heated up at the mention of her bikini but Taylor just gave a small smile and a sly wink, "Maybe..." she teased, not admitting anything. "I should probably go help your daughter with something downstairs," she added quickly, suddenly feeling a bit shy. She turned to leave when C1ayton caught her arm, gently stopping her.

"I wish you wouldn't avoid me like that..." he murmured in a husky voice. "We could have so much fun together..." Her heart skipped a beat as his words sent a thrill through her. Was she really considering giving in to this? It was wrong, but oh-so tempting...

His words made her heart pound even faster in her chest. It felt so wrong to want this...but she couldn't help the heat rising in her cheeks as she slowly nodded. Gingerly, almost shyly, Taylor began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. His gaze followed each movement, his eyes darkening with desire. She swallowed hard and glanced away before reaching up to unclasp her bra, letting it fall softly to the floor. Her full breasts were now bare for him to see, their pink nipples already erect from both arousal and nervousness.

"I'm scared... Daddy..." she whispered softly, her heart thudding in her chest as he led her towards his room. She bit her lip and glanced down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes for fear of what might happen if she did. But at the same time, there was a part of her that wanted this...wanted him...and it terrified her just as much as it thrilled her.

When they reached his room, he gently shut the door behind them and turned to face her. His expression was intense, almost predatory, making her feel small and vulnerable beneath his stare. She took a shaky breath and slowly began to unbutton her shorts, revealing her black lace bikini bottoms underneath. Her hands trembled as she let them fall to the floor too.

She was completely naked now, standing before him in nothing but her sexy little bikini. Heat flooded her body and she felt so exposed...but also oddly turned on by the attention he was giving her. C1ayton's gaze slowly traveled up and down her body, taking in every inch of her soft curves and pale skin. It almost hurt to breathe as he looked at her like that...like she was his everything.

"You are so beautiful..." he murmured huskily, reaching out a hand to cup one of her breasts through the scrap of fabric between them. She let out a soft moan at the touch, arching into it as desire coursed through her veins. "And you taste even better than you look..." His mouth descended on hers then, hungrily claiming hers in a kiss that left no doubt about what he wanted from her...or how far he intended to take things today.

Taylor moaned into his kiss as his words ran through her mind, causing her to squirm against him in anticipation. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest and she could feel every hard inch of him against her thighs. "I've never... I don't know," she managed to gasp between kisses. The truth was that she had only been with one other person before, a high school boy who hadn't even taken things this far. But the way C1ayton touched her, the things he said and did...it all made her body hum with desire.

He pulled away for just a moment to trail kisses down her neck and along her collarbone before saying huskily, "Let me feel how tight you are..." With trembling fingers, she reached down to untie the bikini bottoms, sliding them off slowly, reluctantly revealing herself completely naked before him. His eyes widened at the sight of her, and he groaned softly as he lifted her into his arms.

"You're perfect..." he whispered, carrying her over to the bed where he laid down on top of the covers, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her. His hard length pressed against her stomach, teasing her mercilessly as she looked up into his hungry eyes.

His touch was gentle but firm as he guided her legs apart and settled between them, burying his face in her neck and inhaling deeply before trailing kisses along her collarbone once more. "Tell me if this hurts," he murmured against her skin. "I'll stop." She shook her head slightly, unable to speak past the lump in her throat. All she could do was arch into him and writhe beneath his touch. "Good

She let out a soft moan as he teased her sensitive skin with his lips and tongue, trailing hot, wet kisses down over her chest and lower still until he reached the curls covering her most intimate area. His fingers found their way between her swollen folds, pressing against her clit before sliding lower to caress her entrance. She gasped sharply, arching her back off the bed as pleasure coursed through her body in waves. "Oh God... C1ayton..." she breathed, feeling herself growing wetter for him with every touch. "Don't stop..." She ground herself against his hand, desperate for more contact, for release. Her whole body felt electrified by his touch, and as he continued to pleasure her in this way, she could feel the walls of her tight passage begin to relax and yield to his skilled fingers. "C1ayton..." she cried out weakly, arching off the bed again as her orgasm crashed over her in a powerful wave that left her shuddering and gasping for air. As her body gradually returned to normal, he shifted position so that he was now lying beside her, his arm draped possessively across her waist.

Her heart raced and she could feel the warmth between her legs still pulsing from the pleasure he'd given her, but there was also a strange sense of satisfaction and contentment spreading through her body. For just this moment, all was right with the world...and she knew that even if it didn't last, nothing would ever change the way she felt about him right now.

She swallowed hard, her heart racing as his question hung in the air. It was one thing to feel the pleasure he'd given her with just his fingers...but to actually be with him like this? To take him inside of her? The thought both terrified and excited her beyond measure. She turned to meet his gaze, trying to find some sort of strength or courage within herself, and finally found the words to reply. "Yes," she whispered shakily. "I'm ready."

He slid his fingers from her wet folds and positioned himself between her legs, letting the broad head of his cock press against her entrance. With a smooth thrust, he pushed inside, filling her in one deep stroke that made her cry out in surprise and pleasure. His hips flexed as he began to move, withdrawing almost entirely before sinking back into her again, their bodies meeting in a rhythm that was both primal and intimate. His hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her motions as she arched her back off the bed and moaned his name over and over again. Every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, heightening the sensation of being so completely possessed by him. It felt so good...so right...that she didn't want it to end, even knowing that she shouldn't be here with him like this. As their lovemaking continued, Taylor reveled in the way he touched her, the way he looked at her, as if she were the only person in the world who could ever make him feel this way. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the moment, giving herself over completely to the pleasure they created together...for now, all that mattered was them and this perfect moment of connection.

Her body arched off the bed as he thrust deeper inside her, his words causing her to moan and writhe beneath him. The sensation of being so filled by him was almost too much to bear; she'd never known anything like it before. "C1ayton..." she breathed, feeling the warmth between her legs building again as their lovemaking grew more intense. "Please...don't stop..."

His hips pistoned harder against hers, his body heavy on top of hers as he took what he wanted without reservation or mercy. It was brutal and demanding and she loved every second of it; she craved the release that only his touch could bring her. "Let go..." he growled into her neck, his voice raw with desire. "Come for me..."

Her orgasm exploded through her body like a supernova, ripping her apart from the inside out and leaving her shuddering and panting beneath him as waves of pleasure washed over her. He thrust deeper still, driving himself over the edge in tandem with her climax until their shared release left them both gasping for air and trembling on the brink of collapse.

When at last he slid out of her and rolled to the side, she felt empty and aching in a way that made her want him all over again. But for now, she could just lie there with his arm draped possessively across her waist, content to bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Even though she knew it was wrong, even though she knew they shouldn't be doing this...she couldn't help but wonder when they would find the time to do it again.