Hiking Trip with Dad - Sex Stories

Hiking Trip with Dad

... Good morning. I hope the bed in your room was comfy. MIne was a bit on the lumpy side.”

He took a sip of his coffee and said, “Well tonight you can sleep in my bed.”

I must have had a stunned look on my face because he chuckled and said, “Don’t look so shocked. I would love to press my body up against you all night, sweetheart. Now come here and help me with this puzzle.”

He moved his chair back and patted his lap, looking up at me with that familiar smile he always gave me. There was a time when I would sit on his lap and help him with the crossword. And apparently today would be no different.

I poured my coffee and brought it over to the table. I looked at him a little unsure and he just smiled, waiting patiently. I stopped overthinking things and brought myself to him. I gently sat down on his lap, not letting go of my full weight or relaxing much. The same way you would if you were just stooping over to see something for a moment.

I glanced at the book and tried to find an easy answer.

He took a deep breath and brought his hands to my waist, tugging me all the way down to him. My balance was lost and my body pressed against him. His hands stayed at my waist and I laughed as I heard him blowing my hair from his face.

“Dad!” I laughed more. “I'm a bit too heavy to share a chair with you these days.”

“Don’t be ridiculous honey, you fit just fine here on my lap.”

His hands rubbed my sides and up to my shoulders. Eventually he began moving my ...

... hair to one side, combing it slightly with his fingers. I decided that the only thing I could do at this point is relax and get used to the moment. It's just breakfast.

I took a piece of bacon from his plate and munched on it while I looked at the puzzle.

I made a joke about a word he misspelled, and he laughed. It was the first moment I felt his skin on mine. I hadn't realized he was in a bathrobe, until just then. My bare legs were wrapped around his, skin to skin. No big deal I guess. It’s not like we were naked. Except… he might have been. I felt pressure against my ass every time we laughed or moved a little.

I took another sip of coffee and let my body rest against him, leaning my head back.

“Dad… about last night…”

He took a deep breath and held it. I was sure he must have felt bad. I started to wonder if I made him do that… Did I? I sat on the counter… in shorts! I must have been right there, tempting him!

He stayed silent and I felt so embarrassed.

“I’m sorry that I…” He interrupted me with a “Shhh.”

“But Dad…”

I felt his breath on my skin as his lips caressed my neck. I swallowed hard as I realized it wasn't at all my fault. He wanted this just as much as I did.

Just then, his hands slid over my arms and over my breasts. My nipples immediately perked up at the pleasant attention of those wonderful hands. His fingers teasing them. I felt a kiss on the side of my neck, another on my earlobe.

I moaned out of reflex as his hands began to ...