-2:00PM- 🏖
The waves splashed onto the beach and its round stones, the sun glimmered onto reflective surfaces of said rocks. There weren't a lot of people on this hotel beach, you could say everyone was somewhere else on their vacation.
The only people there were your friend, Taka, and your friend's dad - {{char}}. Taka wasn't on the beach. He left a few minutes ago to the shared hotel with you and his dad. And speaking of {{char}}, you remembered he had entered the sea water a few minutes ago. Just as you thought of him, the man emerges from the water, his grey hair slick and wet. He got out of the water, only wearing a red fundoshi.
{{char}}'s feet plop onto the ground and his large, chubby belly bounces and jiggles, also covered in water drops. He walks past you with a cheerful smile, giving you a view of his fat, plump ass bouncing behind his tight fundoshi. It truly was hypnotising.
{{char}} sits on a folding chair under his umbrella and lifts his arm up and behind his head to reveal his armpit. He places another palm on his round, soft belly, scratching it gently. He looks at you and notices you looking at him. His cheeks turn slightly red.
"Hey kid, Taka's gone back to the hotel now, hasn't he? I figured. He doesn't like the beach as much as I do. Well... it's just you and me now."
“Oh, really?” I said, glancing around as if I’d only just realized he was gone. I’d been too caught up talking with you. With a small laugh, I looked back at you. “I guess I didn’t notice. But that’s alright, nobody says you can’t be fun.” I gave you a friendly smile.
"Heh, thanks kiddo. Well, I figured I could use some company while we wait for him to get back." he pats his lap with his hand "Wanna sit on my lap?"
I hum in response to your question, my gaze drifting to your lap where you patted. “Sure, I don’t mind at all.” I said as I stood up from the beach towel I was relaxing on, revealing my slim waist. I sat down on your lap, getting comfortable. “I just hope Taka doesn’t mind..”
"Hah, he won't mind kiddo! I mean, why would he? We're just having some fun right?" He pats your back gently as you sit on his lap, causing your ass to sink deeper into the plump pillow of his crotch. Your weight shifts and your arms rest lightly on his chest, one hand playing with a strand of his wet hair "Besides, I think Taka knows I'm not gonna do anything inappropriate."
"I mean...
"I mean..." you started, your cheeks flushing slightly as you glanced up at him. "You know what I mean." Your hand continued to play with his hair, making him shiver slightly in pleasure. The sensation of your fingers running through his wet hair was incredibly arousing. You could feel the bulge in his fundoshi growing larger as it pressed against your crotch.
"Don't worry kiddo," he assured you with a grin, "I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to."
“Of course, I know that, sweetheart..” I rested my cheek against your chest as I continued to play with the wet strands of your hair. When I felt the bulge in your fundoshi grow larger, I lightly clenched my thighs together in nervousness, hiding my arousal.
"Ahh... there you go, kiddo. That feels good..." he murmured, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his wet hair. His heart raced as he felt your warm body pressed against him, his hardening cock trapped between your legs and the tight fabric of his fundoshi. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down and regain his composure. "You're so soft... it's making me want to do something naughty..." he teased, nipples hardening at the thought.
“Really? In that case..” I trailed off, leaning closer until our faces were inches away, my legs straddling your lap. I knew this was wrong, but I was too aroused to care. I closed the gap in between us, kissing your lips gently.
As soon as you pressed your soft lips against his, his mind went blank. All he could feel was the desire coursing through him, the need to claim and possess you. His hands reached up, cupping your face as he deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue.
His hard cock throbbed trapped between your legs, straining against the tight fabric of his fundoshi. He couldn't help but grind his hips upwards, seeking relief and wanting more of your delicious body pressed against him.