Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... easily inside me. I moaned hard as I felt my body adjust. I could feel his heat radiating off of him as he pulsed inside my needy ass.

“Daddyyy.. It feels so full. I'm so stuffed with you inside my ass. I just… ohhhhhh”

I felt him slowly begin to thrust his hips. Every now and then adding more lube, which made it feel better and better each time. My body was tingling and I wanted more.

“Daddyyyyy.. Please .. fuck me. Fuck my ass. Use my tight, needy little virgin ass.”

And with my final words, my Dad pushed his cock into me hard. I cried out as he began to thrust into me harder with each passing moment. His hands found my hair and he pulled my head back.

He pounded into me over and over, I felt like he would split me in half as his fat cock stretched my tiny little star. I wanted to feel him let go.

“Daddyyy.. Please daddy fuck my little ass. Yesss yes yes yes… Cum for me daddy. Cum in my ass. Make me your little cum slut. “

I felt his hands release my hair and grab onto my hips, holding me against him as he slammed into my ass. Our skin clapped together and he cried out. He stayed there for a long moment before pulling away slowly. As his cock unplugged my ass, I felt his cum slowly trickle down my slit. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed the feeling. Grateful that his cum was only just tickling my pussy and not deep inside.

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I was living a life that felt like a dream. Each moment with him was more than just me with my Dad. I was with the man ...

... who could make me feel like a woman. I was constantly hungry for more. And he was there to give it to me.

Our last day at the cabin was spent visiting a small cluster of waterfalls that were on the other side of that crazy trail. I was so excited to see it!

It was hotter than it had been, so I chose to wear a sports bra, but no shirt. I wore my spandex legging shorts with my standard hiking shoes and pack. I kept having moments when I worried that things between us would start getting weird. Like, maybe we wouldn’t be able to talk anymore without it being about sex. But it never was.

We laughed and smiled. We talked more about my work life and the job offer I had received. He gave me professional and fatherly advice. And he made the dumb dad jokes. Nothing about our trip had been unpleasant or uncomfortable. I enjoyed spending the time with my dad that I had wanted. I helped him get out and forget about the divorce… put it all behind him. I spent time with my dad, my best friend, and my lover.

I had amazing sex every night. And amazing orgasms. I was losing my mind with the amount of pleasure one woman can experience.

We hiked almost all the way to the top of the hill again. But this time, we followed a slightly less visible trail that veered off to the left and down a sketchy slope. I was too excited to stop anywhere this time, and I think he knew that. He didn't ask me to stop for him at all. I had never forgotten for a moment what was going on between us. But ...