Look What I Found, Daddy Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Look What I Found, Daddy Ch. 01

... onto the belief that someone would find them before it was too late.

Maggie awoke, her teeth chattering and desperate for warmth. She curled up closer to her father, feeling the icy cold all around her. Clark handed her a protein bar and water from the emergency kit, hoping it would help raise her spirits. As she took a sip, she looked around, taking in their bleak surroundings.

"Dad," she said, her voice shaking, "I'm scared."

"Let's get into the sleeping bag, using it as a blanket isn't working," Clark suggested.

He then remembered the best way to stay warm was skin to skin contact. He had been reluctant to mention this as it would have to be used only as a last resort. He put his arm around Maggie and pulled her close, unable to feel any heat through their winter jackets.

"Hey, it's going to be okay, kiddo. We've got each other, and we'll find a way out of this." He tried to sound convincing, but the truth was, he was scared, too. He knew he needed to stay strong for her, to be the rock she could lean on. They just needed to get through the night.

"Honey," Clark said, trying to sound optimistic, "it sounds counter-intuitive, but we need to take off some layers in order to share body heat. In fact, it's best if there's skin-to-skin contact."

Maggie nodded, feeling the cold bite into her flesh, as she struggled to remove some of her outer layers. Once they were both as undressed as they dared, they nestled together, trying to share as much warmth as ...

... possible. Clark wrapped his arms around Maggie, pressing her body against his. She could feel the heat from his skin, and it was a welcome sensation.

"That feels better, daddy. Do you think we should take off all of our clothes?" Maggie asked hurriedly, her teeth still chattering.

Clark nodded, his heart racing at the thought of being completely naked with his daughter in such a vulnerable situation. They slowly shed the rest of their clothes, trying to avoid revealing their bodies to each other. As they pressed their bare skin against each other, it felt awkward. Warm, but awkward.

Clark couldn't help but notice the woman his little Maggie was growing into. She was taller than Beth, her mother, and Sara, her younger sister, but still quite a bit shorter than he was. She was about as flat-chested as her mother and sister as well. Clark was never a boob guy; in fact, he preferred smaller breasts. What they lacked in size they made up for in nipple sensitivity. Just a breath on Beth's nipples would send chills up her back and down her stomach. Clark's cock jerked ever so slightly at that thought. He hoped beyond hope that Maggie hadn't noticed.

He was suddenly aware of Maggie's soft, warm skin against his own. In his mind he took note of how her arm was folded between their chests, bearing most of the weight of Maggie's slight 115-pound body. He noted how her taut belly was pressed against his, the six-pack he once proudly displayed had morphed into more of a pony ...