Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... edge of my panties and slid them down my thighs and off my feet. His strong hands slid down and under my ass and I let out a lustful moan. I closed my eyes and waited for what felt like an eternity, feeling only his warm breath on my pussy.

He began kissing the skin on my bikini line. Soft slow kisses that gently grazed my lips.

I remember briefly thinking that there must have been some bigger reason mom and dad split up. If he was this good, I could never stop. That’s when guilt and shame hit me. My dad was holding my ass and about to smother himself with my pussy. Was this okay?

Just then, I lost all ability to think, to even move! His lips wrapped around my clit and sucked hard as I felt his tongue sliding out and lapping up my juices as it trickled down my slit. I could hardly breathe! I felt my hand move to his head. Fingers gripping his hair and my palm pressing him against me. I was so close!

My hips began writhing and grinding against his face as I moaned with a sense of need I have never felt before.

I couldn’t believe this is what I have been missing! His tongue was caressing my pussy in a way that made me feel so loved, so adored. And at the same time, he devoured me like a starving man who only had one need and that was to use me. Every bit of this experience was unbelievable!

He licked and sucked on my needy clit. His hands kneading my ass like that was all he could do to stop himself from throwing me on the floor and fucking me right then and ...

... there.

My body began to tense and I felt my pussy dripping to my ass. The pleasure was building and I was aching to cum.

“So close… Daddyyy… Ohh fuckkk.. So goooooddd..”

My hips lifted and I felt him suck my clit between his teeth and it was all over.

My body erupted in a flood of pleasure. I moaned deep and loud as my body wriggled and twitched. My head felt light and my body spasmed. He moved his face away and began trailing kisses over my stomach before standing up straight once more. His hands slid out from under my ass, and I was left with the cold countertop touching my skin.

He reached out and helped me down, holding my waist until he was sure I had my balance. I smiled up at him and blushed.

I had just felt my Dad’s tongue on my pussy. He made me cum! Hard! And here he was, holding me again, like I was still his little girl.

We stayed like this for several minutes. Just quiet and enjoying the moment.

The oven sounded its alert that it was preheated, and our moment was over.

He began preparing the food and I went to my room to change into something that was, well, not covered in my cum.

What had just happened?! What would happen now?

Are we going to do it again? Does he want anything else? Do I want anything else? Do we want more?

There were so many thoughts flooding my mind. I stopped and took a deep breath.

I looked in the mirror and found myself.

“I am a beautiful woman. He is a very attractive man. There is nothing wrong ...