A Japan Holiday - Sex Stories

A Japan Holiday

... from him and pretended to fall straight to sleep, just in case he got ideas about a lecture or something, but before long his breathing became snoring and I guessed the release had helped him to get to sleep. Once he was clearly sleeping shoved my hand back in my panties and played with my sopping wet pussy until I had a wonderful orgasm. Then I too was quickly asleep.

I waited all day the following day for Dad to drag me aside and tell me how wrong what I'd done was, but it never came. We had one more night in that particular hotel and afterward I'd be in my own room.

When I didn't get the lecture, I started to wonder about what might happen that night. Would nothing happen? Would he masturbate again? Would he let me play with him again? By the time that we were getting ready for bed I was so horny it was ridiculous. At least Mum had spent our entire dinner yawning and telling us how tired she was from skiing. The heavier she slept, the better my night might be. Dad suggested that with how poorly he'd been sleeping with his injury that he was going to hit the sack early. We all ended up going to bed not long after dinner.

Mum's snores were soon echoing through the room. I wasn't sure if I should pretend to be asleep or if Dad would masturbate again.

I lay awake for an hour listening to Mum and I don't think I could have slept had I wanted to. Dad seemed to toss and turn a fair bit too. I decided that I didn't want to wait for him to start, I was too horny. I ...

... slipped across the floor to be next to his mattress and slid my hand in under the cover. He was naked and he flinched when my hand first touched him, but there was no attempt to stop me. His cock was floppy but hardened quickly once my hand found it.

I stroked him for a few minutes, just laying beside him on the floor, my hand under his covers, working his erection. My other hand slipped into my panties and teased myself. My pussy was wet and my fingers slipped between my lips before I dragged them up to my clit. I took my time with Dad, just stroking gently, enjoying the feel of him., I couldn't get the memory of his cum filling my mouth from my mind though. I'd loved the feeling of the head of his cock in my mouth. The more I felt his cock and thought about it, the more I wanted to feel it again. There was no sign of the lube and so his cock was dry. I knew a way to fix that. I pushed the bed covers aside, so that they bunched over toward Mum and then moved my head so that it rested on his lower chest. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked the head, my, tongue swirling around it and licking between sucks.

Dad's hand found my hair, stroking it as I moved my head, taking the first couple of inches of him in and out of my mouth. I could hear Mum snoring the whole time and the thought of how risky what we were doing was had me on edge in a way that was exhilarating. Dad's hand slipped from my head down to my shoulder, stroking me. I slowly moved my body until I was ...