Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... mental battle in my mind. I was feeling horny. I think I left the window open because it was cold. I had kicked my blanket off during the night and was too tired to sit up and retrieve it. I rolled over to my stomach, deciding as long as my chest and stomach was warm, I could manage.

My dream had me moaning. I remember wanting to feel his hands on me. And then I did feel them. I asked him to make me feel good like he did before. But I could feel his words next to my ear, telling me I needed to take what I wanted. I just whined and wriggled my bottom as if that would be answer enough. I felt his warmth hovering over me. My thighs felt warm. And then my ass… it was almost like I was getting a massage. I remember feeling a lot of warmth right between my thighs.

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And then I remember waking up that morning. I must have been so tired. I remembered being cold, but my blanket was still on me when I woke up. I laughed to myself, because I vaguely remember not being able to find my blanket anywhere. I shook it off and pulled on my leggings and my sports bra. I liked that it kept everything in place when I was running, but I hate that It always pushes up my already perky breasts, especially in my work out clothes. Though, I had to admit, I loved that I felt so sexy in it. Knowing people were looking at me, wanting to see me naked. It always got me a little hot thinking about it. I generally make time to masturbate after my workout sessions. I hope I have time later to ...

... take the edge off again. Because I can NOT keep doing what I have been.

I need to give him space. I am not here to fuck my dad. I am here to spend time with him and help him feel like himself. Since the divorce, he just hasn’t been the same man. My heart ached for him. I know it must be hard to be alone when you devoted your life for so many years to someone.

I put my hair in high pigtails, braiding them. I grabbed my water bottle and headed to the main room, planning to get my shoes on and eat some oatmeal before braving that hiking trail to the North.

As I walked into the kitchen, I saw my dad drinking his coffee, already dressed and ready to go. He looked up and smiled. I loved his smile. It always made me happy to see him smile like that.

He asked if I slept well and I explained that I was tired and apparently slept pretty well considering how long my dream lasted.

Even after the weird couple of days I have had with him, I was still excited to go hiking with him. I enjoyed our time together and loved that I could be myself with him.

So we set off into the woods. Which was like, 20 feet from the front door.

I love the smell of the trees and the air up here! I wished I had been able to come here more often. I smiled and threw my backpack over my back and we made our way to begin the 15 mile hike.

The sun was rising and we were just beginning to make our way to the uphill portion of the trail. I was always impatient when it came to seeing where I was ...