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I felt a spark of excitement tingle through me as I folded and packed my sexiest lace panties into my bag. A strange choice of undergarment perhaps, considering we were only going camping… but who knows, maybe there would be some cute guys camping nearby with their families.
Every year since our parents split up my Daddy takes 2 weeks off work towards the end of summer to drive my brother and me to a lake house in upstate New York. When we were little it was the highlight of our summer, right before we had to go back to school. It’s still fun to go and spend some time with them, fishing, building fires, telling scary stories… but I wanted to be able to hang out with my friends from high school some more before going back to college for my sophomore year.
Also, this year my brother told us that he would only be able to come out for the second week because he couldn’t take off from work for both. He also informed our father that he would be bringing the newest girlfriend with him.
I rolled my eyes when Daddy told me this; my brother had a string of exes longer than I could list on a college-ruled notebook.
I looked up from my phone for the first time since we hit the highway when I felt the car slow to turn onto the little private gravel road that led to the lake house. “I was worried I was going to have to pry your eyes off that screen with a crowbar!” Daddy joked, “we’re getting close now, another 10-15 minutes.”
“Woohoo! Finally, my ass is getting sore from sitting for so long.” I stretched my legs out onto the dashboard.
“Hey now,” Daddy scolded, “Watch your language… and keep your shoes off the dashboard!” He swatted playfully at my legs, which made him steer the car slightly off-road. He grinned at me after he regained control of the vehicle. I smiled back at him. His eyes had a way of making you feel like the most special person in the world, the way they crinkled at the corners.
I’ve always had a certain pride in knowing how handsome my Daddy was. My friends from high school all had crushes on him.
Last year I took one of those friends with me on vacation, her name was Tess. She had the biggest crush on my Daddy of all my friends. That summer she spent the entire two weeks blowing me off in attempts to seduce him. She would mince around the house in her bikini, after we had just taken a swim. She knew full well the effect of the contrast from outside’s late-August heat and the chilly indoor air conditioning would have. It made her nipples rock hard and visible through the thin, damp material of her suit.
She was also fully aware of the affect that this had on my Daddy, and my brother, whom Tess had made clear from day one that she was completely and utterly uninterested in him.
But I remember watching my Daddy as he eyed her body greedily. That was the first time I saw him act this way. Like seeing him for the first time as a man who had desires and needs. It made me jealous, honestly, the way he looked at her. I had never that lustful expression on his face before, and something about it made my cheeks flush.
“Why didn’t you bring a friend again this year?” Daddy’s voice cut through my thoughts. I glanced at him sideways, stupidly worried for a second that he might have somehow developed the ability to read my mind.
“They were all busy,” I shrugged. I hadn’t even considered inviting any of them, not after last year.
“Oh well, I’m sure we’ll be keeping ourselves pretty busy here, too bad your brother couldn’t take off for both weeks.”
I nodded. “I’m actually ok with it just being the two of us, I would hate having to be around whoever he’s bringing for the entire time.” This made him laugh. We pulled up to the house.
The next morning we started our first day of vacation by making a giant breakfast. We bustled around the smallish kitchen, constantly bumping into one another. I was in charge of toast and eggs; he did sausages and hash browns. He was smiling and cracking lame jokes and I laughed at every one. It made me feel good to see my Daddy so happy.
When we finished our morning feast, I stood to clear the dishes. He reached out and patted my tush. “I’ll get the dishes, sweetie. Sit.” I sat back down, my pulse a half a beat faster. He just touched my ass. Was that accidental? I watched Daddy clear all the dishes and load them into the dishwasher. He saw me watching and smiled at me. I thought of Tess and how she had teased him the previous summer. I wondered if he thought about it a lot.
“I’m going to go get changed for a swim now, you coming down to the lake?” He asked.
I fished around for a bikini string from behind my neck and tugged it out from under my shirt. With a devious grin I replied “I’m already set to get wet, Daddy!” and let the elastic string snap back into place. My heart was pounding. For what seemed like eternity, he didn’t respond.
He half-smiled, then opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, then changed his mind. “Okay,” he smiled again, regaining his normal composure. “I’m gonna go change now.” He said this as he turned and left the kitchen.
I smirked. I saw that look, even if just a glimpse of it. The mask of “benign caring father” slid just a bit and I got to see the ravenous hunger in the eyes of the true animal underneath.
By the time my Daddy appeared walking down to the dock from the back patio, I was already in the lake. He was carrying down some glasses and a pitcher of iced tea. He raised a glass above his head, signaling me to come in. By the time I reach the dock and pull myself out of the water I was breathing pretty hard. I took the drink he offered and took a big gulp.
“Do I detect some vodka?” I ask him, raising an eyebrow. “You know I don’t turn 21 until this November.”
He clinked his glass to mine. “It’ll be our little secret, baby girl.”
I laughed. “Baby girl? I haven’t heard you call me that since I was like, seven.” “You’ll always be my ‘Baby girl’ baby.”
I rolled my eyes and drank. We both drank, and we both swam. As with all things alcohol-related, we got a little goofy. He would pick me up and carried me over his shoulder to the end of the dock where he tickled me before tossing me into the water. On more than a few occasions I felt his hands wander a bit, or maybe it was just the drinks messing with his hand placement.
Once or twice I could have sworn my leg brushed up against something stiff in his swim trunks when he came close to hoist me up. I was grateful that we were playing in water because I felt myself getting excited and slippery. I loved how effortlessly he lifted me onto his broad shoulders.
I was warming my body in the sun when my Daddy came and laid his towel next to mine. “Mind if I join you?” He flopped down beside me without waiting for a response.
I flipped over onto my stomach and pulled my sunglasses down over my eyes so he couldn’t see them glancing over his body. He didn’t have the same stealth tactics and I watched his gaze linger on my ass momentarily before returning his attention to me.
“So how is school going?” he began to ask about the usual small talk topics: classes, grades, professors, on and on. I gave basic, disengaging responses. I knew he was just making small talk.
“Have you met any nice boys since your friend, Justin?” He asked suddenly. I lowered my sunglasses and shot him a look with squinted eyes. Justin was my first. We dated during the last two years of high school but broke up the summer before we left for college.
“Okay, none of my business!” he chuckled. “I’d be surprised if not, considering how beautiful you are.”
“I’m not interested in dating boys.” I responded simply, with a shrug. He nodded, and reached to grab his glass off the table.
“I think that’s smart of you.” He took a big sip. “Boys don’t know how to take care of women like men do.” As he said this I couldn’t help but feel a tingle of heat in my pussy.
He stood to retrieve my unfinished drink from the table and handed it to me. He stood so close that I had to crane my neck to look up into his face.
“Better keep up baby, you don’t want your drink to get all watered down and warm.”
I scoffed. “Are you trying to get me drunk, Daddy? I’ve got to pace myself, being out in the sun all day…” I trailed off as I felt his hands on my back, smearing something cool on my hot skin.
“I can see that you haven’t been using enough sunscreen either, that’s for sure.” His hands worked in small circles, smoothing lotion over my shoulders. He gingerly worked around and under the strap of my bikini top, his fingers lingering in areas I’m certain he could feel some sideboob. Thinking about this caused me to break out in gooseflesh, despite the 80-something degree weather and early-afternoon sun.
He must’ve noticed, because he chuckled softly and said, “I don’t think the sunscreen is that cold!” I didn’t respond, because by now his hands were working their way down my lower back. I took two big gulps of my drink. He squirted sunscreen onto the backs of my thighs, causing me to flinch slightly from the anticipation.
As he rubbed the lotion along my legs he kept going higher and more inward. I couldn’t help but respond a bit and rock my hips to push my ass up just a little higher for him. When I felt him remove his hands, I turned onto my side to look at him.
“What’s wrong, Daddy?” I asked innocently. He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair.
“Nothing, sweetie. I just can’t get over how grown up you’ve gotten. Look at you!”
“I guess that depends on whether or not Tess is around. I haven’t changed that much since last summer.”
He thought for a moment, taking another swig from his glass.
“Your friend Tess is a looker, for sure,” he started. I rolled my eyes and started to turn away but he caught my elbow. “But Tess has nothing on you, baby.” I could smell the alcohol on his breath, he was so close.
“Was that a hint of jealousy I detected?” He trailed his fingertips along the curve of my hip, tentatively at first, but ending with a quick squeeze of my left cheek. My mouth dropped. While we had admittedly been flirting all day, this was very blatant on his part.
“Daddy! I exclaimed.
“Don’t think I haven’t noticed you looking at me, princess.” He interjected. “It’s okay, I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you.” He grabbed at my ass again with his last words, more roughly this time.
“What are you doi—“ he cut me off with a kiss. I pulled away. His hand clamped down on my thigh.
“Listen,” he growled, “You can’t just go around teasing me all day and not expect there to be any consequences. Tell me you didn’t think about it.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I sputtered.
I was suddenly a bit worried. My heart was pounding and my pussy was throbbing, but that could be from all the alcohol. I never thought it would escalate like this. My own father… admiring is one thing, but this might be too far. At the same time, I didn’t want to upset him. I
“Last year, every night Tess would sneak into my room after you fell asleep and I would fuck the shit out of her.” I stared at him in shock. I wasn’t much surprised about what he was saying about Tess, but more about how crudely he was saying it to me.
“This year it’s just the two of us for the whole first week. Didn’t you have fun with me today?” His voice had softened. He smiled at me reassuringly, but his grip remained on my thigh.
“Yeah, but—”
“Yes, Daddy.” He corrected me.
“Yes, Daddy. I loved spending the day in the lake with you. But…”
“But what?” He asked gently. “Isn’t this what you wanted? A man to take care of you…” He let go of my leg and brushed my hair back out of my face as he spoke. I said nothing. Placing his hand on my shoulder he turned me onto my back.
“Daddy, wait. I don’t think we should do this.” I pleaded. He shushed me and started kissing my neck, his hands travelling down the sides of my body. His hand slipped under my bikini bottoms and prodded at my swollen lips. I gasped and started to push his hand away.
“Shh, shh, it’s ok baby girl.” He murmured in between kisses. One of his fingers slipped inside me. It felt so good, I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.
“Mmm,” he whispered into my ear, “Daddy loves how wet his little girl is for him. I’ve barely even touched you yet.” I let out a small moan when he slid another finger into my pussy. His thumb circled my clit expertly, causing my hips to jerk. “That’s a good girl,” he cooed, kissing my collarbone.
With his free hand he cupped my breast, squeezing gently. I began to open my mouth in protest, but his fingers found my nipple and pinched, making me inhale sharply. I could see his swollen cock through his damp swim trunks and it made my pussy ache with desire. Still, I tried to talk him out of it.
“Please, Daddy, I love you and I want to make you happy, but this is wrong!” He paused for a moment. “It’s not wrong, baby girl. It’s completely natural, just look at how your body responds to mine.” He began to finger me again slowly as he continued, “I won’t tell a soul about it if you don’t. It’ll be our special secret. And if you don’t like it, we don’t have to do it ever again.”
Before I could respond, Daddy pulled my bikini top down to reveal my breasts. I felt so exposed, being outside in plain sight of any passerby hiking the perimeter of the lake. It gave me a little thrill that made my nipples even harder. He immediately began to suckle on one while his hand worked away at the other.
I felt an orgasm building up inside of me, every muscle tensing up for release. I could feel the burn of my face flushing as I got closer. I began to squirm beneath him, breathing harder. He looked at me and smiled. “That’s my girl. Do you like this?” I nodded, frantically close to coming. He stopped. “I didn’t hear you.”
“Yes, yes I like it, Daddy,” I panted, “please don’t stop.” With those words he ripped off the bottom of my suit and planted his mouth on my pussy. I gasped and tried to sit up but he held me down as his tongue played with my clit.
“Oh my god, Daddy, that feels so good.” I groaned as I arched my back. I’ve had sex before, but I’ve never experienced this. I could feel the orgasm building back up again. “Mmmm,” Daddy responded without stopping, the vibrations from his voice felt exquisite on my pussy. I grabbed at his hair to pull him in closer to me. He moved my legs so that each on rested on his broad shoulders. Slipping a finger inside, he began to rock me slightly as he massaged my G-spot. This sent me over the edge. I cried out as I came, my legs clamped down on him to keep him in place as my hips thrusted against his mouth. It had to be one of the most powerful orgasms of my life.
As I came down he continued to eat my pussy, easing back to a slower pace. As my pulse returned to normal, it registered in my head what had just happened. Cold fingers of dread began to rise up from my stomach as I watched my Daddy look up at me and smile as he wiped my juices off his face. “What’s wrong baby girl?” He asked when he saw my expression, “Didn’t you enjoy that?”
“I did, but I was caught up in the moment…” I was at a loss for words. I avoided looking into his eyes. “Baby, it’s ok. It felt good, right? You don’t have to feel ashamed.” Daddy reassured me, “It’s natural, like I said. You made me very happy just now. You know that?” I smiled a little at that.
“Don’t you want to make Daddy feel good too?” He stood up and undid the string tie of his swim trunks. My eyes widened when he removed them and I saw his cock for the first time. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. “Go ahead baby, you can touch it,” he whispered encouragingly. I rose to my knees before him, but I hesitated. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing dick. It felt so nice and hot… and so hard.
“That’s it, good girl…” I wrapped my hand around Daddy’s thick shaft and gave it a little squeeze, causing him to groan. His hand found the back of my head and began to gently guide me closer. I resisted, as another wave of shame and embarrassment washed over me. “Be a good little girl for Daddy, I know you can do it.” He murmured.
I opened my mouth and gave the head a tentative lick. Another groan from Daddy. I smiled. I slid his cock into my mouth halfway and caressed it with my tongue before pulling it back out again. As I was taking him in my mouth again I heard my Daddy continue to mumble more praises. I started sucking on his cock with more enthusiasm as I felt my pussy starting to tingle again. Daddy kept his hands on the back of my head, helping me swallow more of his cock each time it went in. He began to thrust, causing me to gag and choke a few times.
“Relax your throat muscles, baby…. Yeah, that’s it, just like that.” He held my head firmly as he pushed deeper against the back of my mouth. I couldn’t breathe but I could feel how close his cock was to entering my throat. I focused on relaxing my gag reflex muscles and felt him push past. He groaned loudly with pleasure.
“Oh, yes, baby girl. Take Daddy’s dick nice and deep.” He pulled out and I gasped for air. When I looked up at him I didn’t see my father any more, I only saw a man with hunger in his eyes. I was still catching my breath and wiping tears from my eyes when he pushed me back down to the ground. Roughly, he pulled my legs wide apart and positioned himself between them. “Wait,” I said, “I thought you wanted me to finish you like that.”
“Aren’t you ready for me baby girl?” He growled, “Don’t worry, I’ll go slowly.” I felt the burning hot tip of his cock pressed up against my dripping pussy lips. When I said nothing, he pushed a little further. I moaned when I felt his head slip inside. He pulsed it back and forth for a few seconds before thrusting deeper. I gasped as my pussy acclimated to his girth. I loved the feel of my muscles gripping and squeezing his cock.
“Ohh princess…” He sighed “Your pussy is so tight, it feels so amazing.” He began to thrust more steadily now, his cock sliding easily until our hips met. I could hear and feel his balls slapping my ass as he thrusted harder. “Do you like taking Daddy’s cock like this baby?” “Yes,” I cried out breathlessly as I grabbed at his back, pulling him closer.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Daddy, I love feeling your big cock deep inside me! Please don’t stop.” He grabbed at my breasts and pounded me even harder when he heard this. My muscles were tensing up again for another orgasm. One of his hands travelled up from my breast to my throat, squeezing slightly. I could tell he was getting close, his cock was rock hard and he was using his grip on my neck to pull me down into his thrusts. I relished the feeling of being used for his pleasure, pushing me even closer to the brink of orgasm.
As if he read my mind he began to talk dirty to me. “You love this, don’t you? You little whore. You like being Daddy’s fucktoy?” I wasn’t able to respond with more than a few gasps and moans, so I nodded vigorously. The feeling of his thickness sliding in and out was too much for me and my orgasm exploded through my body like electricity. I strained against him as waves of my orgasm caused my body to buck underneath his weight.
“That’s it, come all over Daddy’s cock like a good girl,” he growled in my ear “I’m going to come inside you and fill you up with Daddy’s sperm, Princess.” He was thrusting so hard my ass was bouncing up and down off the towel. He placed his other hand on my throat and squeezed with both. I was just beginning to see dark spots forming when I felt his cock begin to spasm inside me. He groaned loudly as he came, loosening his grip on my throat while he pumped ribbons of cum into me.
As we caught our breath he rolled off to one side and we stared at the sky. “Well,” he said, finally. “This should make for an interesting rest of the week.” He grinned at me and I smiled back.
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