By the end of the eventful day in the pool, I was slightly tipsy and very horny. Mr. D leaned into me, kissing me with intensity. “Want to go upstairs?” I asked. I wanted him.
He looked around the pool, the other couples were occupied. “Yeah, let’s go.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the stairs. We waved to our crew and went up to the room.
Daddy led me to the balcony overlooking the pool. On the tenth floor, no one could see us unless we were right at the railing. He pushed me down on the chaise lounge and pulled my bikini bottoms off. His fingers probed me. He worked them inside me until I was wet and ready. He mounted me there, outside in the hot, humid air. I was panting for him after all the teasing.
After a brief fucking, we got up and went into the room to get more comfortable. I took the rest of my suit off in the shower to hang it up. Our shower was an open plan with no door and a glass block wall. Inside there were two travertine blocks about two feet high that served as shelves. Daddy joined me in the shower and said, “Bend over, hands on the blocks.”
“Yes Daddy.” I did as commanded. My hands propped me up on the blocks. My head was against the wall and my ass up in the air. He gripped my hips and maneuvered himself until his cock pushed up against my pussy. I widened my stance until my feet were against each wall. It brought me down onto his cock. He pumped into me while the water sprinkled over us. I love being taken from behind and this shower served well for that purpose.
We moved from the shower to the bed. “Get on your side.” Daddy said. He pushed one of my legs up into the fetal position and the other down between his legs. He can slide right into my pussy this way and still have access to my ass.
“I own you. You’re mine.” His cock slammed home.
“Yes Daddy!” I said as I felt his thrust hit home. He lubed his fingers and slid one in my ass. I moaned loudly. There was no one to disturb with my cries. We were away from home and alone in the rooms. He was relentless with his finger and then multiple fingers in my ass. He reamed me. I cried out and panted and held on under the onslaught.
After a few minutes, Daddy switched our positions and was between my legs fucking me on my back. “I want your ass. It’s mine and I’m going to take it.”
I knew that would fail miserably right then. My ass was not ready. I can tell when it’s a good day for anal and it wasn’t. My body wasn’t prepared, my mind wasn’t prepared. Oddly, I didn’t stress about it. I was immediately resigned, I suppose. I didn’t give it a thought. “On your belly.” He said.
I was on my belly waiting. Then I realized it had been too long. He wasn’t making a move. It was too quiet. I looked back up to him. “What’s wrong Daddy?” He gathered me up in his arms.
“It’s not fair to do that to you. We aren’t prepared and we don’t have the right toys with us.” We snuggled and I felt cradled in his care at the moment.
“Baby girl, next week on Thursday you will take your plug and lube to work. You will wait until the afternoon and then will put the plug in your ass. You will wear it for two hours before you come home. Understand?”
“Then, I will take your ass.”
I was giddy then. An order, planned preparation, owned and kept for a purpose. I felt complete.