CAMPING WITH MY FATHER - Sex Stories

CAMPING WITH MY FATHER

... from his stiffening cock that he liked what he saw.... a lot.... so I leaned back against my seat, spread my legs even more, and let him enjoy the view.

I sat like this for several minutes.... basking in the heat of the morning sun.... while my father slowly paddled us around the calm waters of the river basin. I closed my eyes for a while, and when I opened them again I could see that my father’s prick was now semi-hard.... sticking out from between his legs with a gentle curve to the shaft, and the bulbous tip pointing at the bottom of the canoe.

It was extremely arousing to watch his penis respond to my exposed twat and hard nipples.... I reached between my legs with one hand and began sliding my fingers up and down my wet pussy lips. After a few minutes, I moved my hand to my engorged clitoris and began flicking the tip and rubbing circles around the nub.... causing me to let out a moan and rock my hips into my kneading fingers. I closed my eyes and vigorously massaged my clit, letting out a muffled wail as a warm, intense orgasm ripped through my entire body.

“Ah.... ah.... oh, my God.... ah.... aaaaaaahhhhhh.... aaaaahhhhhhh.... oh, fuck.... hmmmmmm.... oooohhhhhhh....”

With my eyes still closed, I laid my head against the seat behind me, and continued to slowly rub gentle circles around my tender, sensitive clitoris. Finally.... with my eyes still closed, and my head still laid back.... I rested both of my arms along the edge of the seat I was leaning ...

... against.... leaving my legs spread wide, my cunt lips pushed slightly apart and glistening.... and my pussy juices running down my ass crack into a little puddle on the bottom of the canoe.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a euphoric look on my father’s face, as he stared at my moist pussy, swaying boobs and stiff nipples.... his throbbing, now fully erect, boner sticking straight out in front of him like a spear with a helmet stuck on the end of it.

I smiled at him and said, “Why don’t you paddle us over to shore, dad.... that cock of yours looks like it’s about to burst.”

He glanced at his hard-on, laughed, and said, “Yeah.... well, that was a hell of a show you put on.... holy shit, but that was sexy...”

I stayed in the same position.... sitting on the bottom of the canoe, legs spread, tits wobbling, arms resting on the seat behind me.... as my father quickly paddled us back to dry land right by our campsite.

When we got to the shore, we tossed our bathing suits onto the grass, then stepped out and pulled the canoe out of the water. I couldn’t help but notice my father’s thick cock was still fully erect and swinging wildly between his legs, as we finished pulling the canoe onto the shore and tipped it over to stabilize it.

Before I could even straighten up from our efforts, my father came up behind me and reached around to grab my dangling tits.... squeezing the flesh.... hard.... and lustily pulling on my firm nipples.... his rigid pole banging against my ass ...