Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... long but we managed. The first couple hours, we talked about my work life. My non-existent social life. And then the divorce. After diving off that deep end, he told me how they had not had any type of intimacy for several years and there was no connection left with them. It was better this way.

In my effort to console him, I found myself resting my hand on his leg. It was comfortable being with someone I knew so well. Being with him always feels right. I closed my eyes and felt the breeze from the open window as he drove. It must have been several minutes before I opened my eyes, because the song on the radio had changed.

I opened my eyes as my hand moved away, and I heard him groan. I froze and looked up at him. His eyes never left the road ahead of us. He just said, “Dont stop.”

I rested my palm back down on his thigh. His hips shifted and I felt the tension in his muscles. I kept my eyes on his face, looking for a reaction. Some clue to tell me what he was thinking. I let my hand get more comfortable, resting on his lap, running my finger back and forth over the seam sewn into his pants. He didn't stop me, so I kept going.

My hand rubbed back and forth. Gently caressing the bulge that pressed tighter and tighter against the fabric under my fingers.

We pulled up to an intersection, then slowed to a stop. My eyes are fixed on him and his are closed. I felt my hand begin to rise and fall as he lifted his hips. He brought his hand down to mine and held it ...

... there, gently squeezing it as his hips lifted over and over again.

A vehicle pulled up behind us and the moment was over. He put the car back in drive and I sat up straighter in my seat. My hands back to fiddling with my phone while I stared out the window.

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A few hours went by, listening to music until the static cut in. Then we managed to talk about animals and nature. Political views and who we voted for. It was all boring and I don’t remember any of it. My brain was clouded and focused on that moment at the stop sign.

We pulled onto a bumpy dirt road and drove for another twenty minutes or so before parking on a small hill next to a beautiful large cabin. The photos could not do this place justice! No wonder they loved it here.

We took our things inside and got settled. A few hours went by and I couldn’t even look at him without these new thoughts just taking over my mind! Each time I close my eyes, I can feel his body moving with pleasure. I hear his groans in the back of my head.

Everything changed on that drive.

I decided I needed to talk to him about it. This situation was not going to get any better by ignoring it and pretending it never happened.

I walked into the kitchen and had decided to get to work making dinner. My dad had walked in from the other room and brushed his hand on my lower back as he came up beside me. Chills ran through my whole body! I felt my thighs instinctively clench together as I felt a deep pulsing inside myself.

I ...