Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... moaned over his fat cock, sliding my tongue around the tip of the head and down the sides. Always swirling always moving to please him. I knew he liked it when I did that because he would hold me in that position to let me do it a few times. Then he would push his cock all the way down my throat until his balls smeared my drool against my chin.

He pushed my head all the way onto his cock, my throat contracting as I struggled to breathe and he ordered me to stick my tongue out and lick his balls for him. I struggled to obey his orders and did my very best.

After several minutes of gagging and drooling, I had lost all sense of what I was doing. I knew it was wrong. Sucking my dad’s cock in the woods was not okay. But tell that to the aching fire in my needy pussy. I was enjoying every minute of this torture. I loved the feeling my dad gave me when he used me.

He moaned and his grip tightened on my hair and he pulled me off of him and told me to open my mouth. As I did, his cum spurted out and landed on my face. Ropes of cum dripped from my cheeks and chin and lips.

He told me not to wipe it off.

He let me up and cleaned off my knees while I sat on a rock. He wiped them down and even kissed each one. As he smiled up at me, I felt such adoration from him. He said he enjoyed looking at my tits and wanted them out for the rest of the hike.

Considering our new unspoken arrangement, I thought it to be a fair request since there were yet to be any other hikers in ...

... this area.

After several minutes in the warm weather, his cum had dried onto my skin and my sweat had caused most of it to run off my face. I found it exhilarating and a bit refreshing to have my breasts out in the open. I wasn’t running today, so the support was not as necessary as it is for other activities. With that thought, I removed my tank top and bra altogether and tucked them in my bag.

He smiled as he walked beside me up the trail.

I was high on the endorphins of this experience. Feeling the air on my nipples only made them harder. I was nervous and excited that someone could see me any moment. I wasn’t normally this kind of person. I was timid and shy most times. Sure, I have had a couple college threesums, but nothing crazy like giving a blow job outside… to my Dad!

As we hiked up the trail, he would ask me questions about my life. We talked for the next hour or so while pushing through the steepest part of the trail. After a little while, I had actually forgotten I was topless.

The rest of the hike was just like old times.

We were nearing the top of the trail when I heard some voices coming from around the other end back toward us. I immediately looked down at my bare breasts and over at my dad. He smiled and kept walking.

I took a deep breath and kept hiking up the trail. The man and woman passed us, both gawking at my perky heavy tits as they went. The man slowed his pace for a moment to get a good look. And then kept going. I heard them ...