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 Title: A Wild Time with My Daughter!  Ch.  02


Summary: A hang-up leads to a cock up!


Keywords: inc,fic





   I'd better describe Carol for those of you who appreciate a bit of
youthful female beauty.  She was, as I've said, just 18 coming up 19 and
she always seemed to look a bit tomboyish - shorts and a t-shirt were much
preferred to a dress, it seemed.  She was tall for her age at around five
foot eight but was still some five inches shorter than me.  She kept her
dark auburn hair cut short, which actually enhanced her pretty neck and
showed off her facial features better.  She had dainty ears, 'strong'
arching eyebrows, deep brown eyes - come-to-bed eyes as they used to say -
a slender nose and sweet cupid lips.

   Quite honestly I didn't, in those days, know what size she was but I'd
guess at perhaps 32B up top; possibly a bit more and probably about size 10
down below; all I knew was that she appeared to have a lovely figure with
long legs and wonderfully perky tits.

   Me, the other half of the story - I'm Chris.  I'm in my late 30s.  I
wear a small goatee beard and have somewhat unkempt hair; dark brown but
lightly peppered with grey already.  I'm fairly lean but strong and fit;
not gym-fit but fit from plenty of good outdoor living and healthy food and
that's me in a nutshell...

   My work in environmental studies demanded a good number of wildlife
investigative trips to wild and sometimes remote places in and around
Britain; a pleasurable interlude, in my opinion, from working in the
'depot' as we called the Society's offices.

   And so on with the story...

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   Part 2

   I was awake early as usual; even without an alarm clock I woke around
five o'clock every day; so used was I to rising with the summer sun.

   Carol on the other hand was still well asleep however, her pretty naked
breasts rising and falling slowly as she breathed.  I scanned down her
uncovered body and discovered that her knickers were clearly moist; almost
wet in fact and even her thighs looked a bit sticky too!

   'She must have had some good dreams last night after she'd tossed me
off!' I mused to myself.

   I shook my head to banish my wicked thoughts and exited the tent quickly
before those bad ideas could reach my penis and then, after a morning pee I
settled down in my study tent to run through the night-time activity,
noting that the cameras had taken some pictures and that the video had been
activated.

   'Ah - action at last,' I thought as I began viewing the pictures.

   Instead I got one hell of a shock!

   Because there, instead of some wild animal, was my daughter!  One camera
had caught her and had taken a series of photos as she squatted down for a
pee actually facing the camera; her knickers were missing and the
night-vision picture even clearly showed the stream of piss issuing from
her body.  Another camera had caught her briefly as she walked across its
path; completely naked again, her knickers in one hand and something held
in the other.

   Gaining no further information or pictures I opened the video link, now
expecting to see Carol rather than some wild animal, and I was right.

   She'd obviously woken in the night and needed a pee so she'd taken off
into the undergrowth; unwittingly following the animal trail I'd selected.
Then she'd moved down to the stream, perhaps for a refreshing wash I
thought, but instead she had something more interesting to do!  Because as
she appeared within viewing range the video camera showed me what the
object was; a large carrot from our food stock!

   Captivated and with a rapidly hardening penis in my hand I watched as
Carol chose her spot and squatting slightly she brought the carrot to her
mouth before sliding it down between her legs and pushing it steadily into
her cunt!  No wonder her knickers had been sticky and wet!

   I nearly came as I watched the erotic sight of my daughter bringing
herself off; her hand rapidly moving the long vegetable in and out of her
hole while her other fingers played around her clit.

   Wishing fervently that the pictures had been in full colour rather than
basic night-vision I undid my shorts and pulled my erection out into the
open, my hand soon working rapidly up and down my already slippery shaft.

   Then suddenly I remembered that I also had a microphone close to where
she was playing with herself.  I paused the video and started up the audio
recording and soon I heard her footsteps as she neared the chosen spot.

   She was silent apart from the occasional crackle underfoot of dried
twigs and leaves until she squatted down.

   "Oh fuck," she moaned, "So need your cock; got to have it!  Wish this
was your cock!"

   I heard her mouth slurping as she lubricated the carrot and then silence
until she moaned.

   "Ooooh yessss, that's better.  Push it in; all the way, yes, oh yes!"

   A little later Carol moaned again.

   "Oh that's good; ahhhh, feels good," she was panting, "Ahhhh, yeahhhh,
oh God yeahhh!"

   I restarted the video and now sound and video were almost synchronised;
even my hand was moving at the same rate that her hand was as it drove the
pseudo-cock in and out of her welcoming hole.

   I heard the slurping noise as the carrot penetrated her wetness and the
groans as she stimulated herself.

   "Nearly there," I heard her intone, "Nearly there!  Yes, yes I'm nearly
there!"

   So was I as I frantically rubbed my penis up and down; I just hoped that
I could hold my orgasm back until I could watch Carol explode.

   "Yes, yes, ahhhhh, ahhhhh!" groaned Carol, her hand moving the carrot
faster than ever; her other hand also a blur as she played with her clit.

   "Oh God Dad - fuck me - fuck me!" she cried as she orgasmed and exactly
at that moment I too exploded; my first squirt of cum splattering once
again onto the tent wall.

   Carol reached her climax quickly and then came down almost as rapidly,
the carrot slipping from her hole and from her grasp.

   "Oh Dad, I wish that was you!" she moaned snapping my concentration away
from my penis, "I need you - I need you!"

   I'd got a small towel with me this time and I allowed my copious spunk
to squirt into the material where it began to soak in but even so I'd
managed to overshoot it completely just as Carol called out the words 'Dad
- fuck me!'

   Eventually I cleaned myself up and folded the towel away in an equipment
box, debating as I did so whether or not to delete the video and pictures.
I decided against that idea and instead I finished watching the video,
which only showed Carol locating the carrot and walking off and put it and
the photos in a separate folder well away from the research notes, pictures
and films.

   'I'll enjoy wanking to that video again,' I thought before another
thought hit me.

   That was my daughter I'd been watching pleasure herself; that was my
daughter who was asking me to fuck her; that was my daughter who I'd just
masturbated over.

   "I told you no," I said quietly to myself as I left the tent and zipped
it up, "And I mean it."

   All was still quiet as I now prepared 'breakfast'; some porridge with
some muesli stirred in; my regular starter when out on trips, with some
coffee to chase it down.

   Eventually I poked my head into our sleeping tent and yelled at my
daughter to wake up - it was time to get to work once more.

   Carol emerged sleepily, now standing up and stretching, her desirable
breasts thrusting out into the sunlight again, her pert bottom flexing and
shaking as she exercised.  My mind thought of some other exercises we could
perform while she was virtually naked but fortunately Carol couldn't hear
my thoughts.

   Instead I heard her quietly say "yuck" before she ducked back into the
tent, soon reappearing with a smile, a t-shirt and wearing a different pair
of knickers.  She waved a dozy 'hello' then headed off, complete with towel
this time, to have a pee then a refreshing splash in the stream before
returning looking somewhat more awake.

   "Hi dad," she said cheerfully, "Sleep well?"

   "Yeah fine," I said, feeling the memories of her hand return, "And you?"

   "Had to go out for a pee a bit later on," she said, "But otherwise I
slept wonderfully; feel a lot more relaxed today."

   'I bet you do!' I thought, remembering the video vividly...but I quickly
threw it from my mind quickly.

   "Didn't hear you," I said, "You were quiet."

   'Not so quiet when you used that carrot!' I thought silently as I looked
at her for some signs of embarrassment, but there were none.

   "Tree house today; hope you're feeling fit!" I said cheerfully and Carol
nodded happily.

   "Fit for anything," she said as she worked her way through her
breakfast, "When are we off?"

   "Half hour perhaps," I suggested; that would give me time to get an
outline of our intended morning in the tree loaded into my notepad.

   Soon it was time to head out.  We had a good half hour walk to the tree
house during which time we noted the profusion of birds and insects, not to
mention a small herd of fallow deer who quickly registered our presence and
who soon moved away.

   "Used to be here when the Manor was up and running," I told Carol
quietly, "They're feral now and obviously doing well."

   The tree house wasn't grand; it was really just a canvas covered viewing
platform about ten feet square some thirty feet or so up in a huge oak
tree. A loose rope ladder let us clamber up although I found myself missing
my footing more than once as Carol climbed above me; the view as I looked
up was completely distracting!

   Inside the shelter was some equipment, a bench seat and some flaps that
opened for viewing and it was quite hot and sticky inside the canvas
enclosure.

   Soon I was noting down observations of birds and insects, occasionally
bring my binoculars or camera into use while Carol merely sat and looked at
the treetop scenery; her own binoculars being used regularly.  Every so
often I was able to point out something of particular interest but it must
have been rather boring for her, I eventually realised.

   "Sorry darling," I said as I took a break after what must have been at
least a couple of hours, "You all right up here?"

   "Hot, I'm bloody hot," she said, fanning herself with her hand, "No
breeze - could I take a breather down on the ground?  Wouldn't mind having
a wee too."

   "Yeah, no problem," I said, I being more used to the heat of the hide,
"But going down isn't as easy as coming up so you'll have this safety rope
round you, ok?  I've been here before but it's new to you so we'd better be
safe than sorry."

   I showed her the rope which was wrapped around a kind of winch affair so
that I could stay aloft and help lower her to the ground and soon she was
attached and safe.

   She stepped out of the doorway and began her descent while I allowed the
safety rope to ease her trip - but not ten steps down Carol cursed.

   "Aaagghh, bloody thing!" she yelled, "Go away!"

   "What up?" I asked, concern in my voice.

   "Think it's a wasp or something; keeps coming at me - agghhh - go away!"
she yelled again.

   But as she yelled she waved her arms around and the next moment she was
almost hanging in mid air; supported by the safety rope and one hand.

   "AAAAHHHHH help!" she yelled, "Slipping!"

   "Hang on, hang on," I yelled, as I secured the safety rope, "I'm coming
down..."

   Swarming down the ladder was quite easy as her weight held it tight and
soon I was at her level.  Moments later I'd reassured her that she was safe
and I passed below her to help lift her feet back onto a rung.

   But as I pushed her legs upwards so I swivelled around on the twisting
swaying rope ladder and I came face to face with her groin, my cheek
actually pressed against her upper thigh at one moment.  And even in our
moment of panic I felt my cock rising; I willed him to go down, to no
avail...

   It was just then that I discovered that part of her problem was that a
rung had broken, the rope was perished - no wonder she'd slipped, but now
she needed to be lifted up to the next step.

   Straining, I lifted her upwards, the rope ladder catching in her clothes
as she moved but Carol couldn't do anything about it as her hands were
above her head as she clung on.

   I pushed her up further and as I did so her shorts, snagged by the rough
broken rope, pinged open and slid down her legs.

   "Fuck it!" I said, then to myself, "Don't look!"

   Because now I was virtually facing her bare pussy and each time I pushed
upwards I came closer, until one last push actually had my nose up against
her abdomen...all I needed to do was to stick my tongue out and I'd be able
to lick...

   "Don't even think about it!" I told myself.

   "Carol," I chided, "You've got no knickers on again!"

   "I know Dad, I kind of like being free down there," she replied, "Fresh
air's good for you anyway!"

   Above me Carol now had control of the situation it seemed and she called
down to me.

   "Hold it there Dad, think I'm ok now," she said, sounding less
panic-stricken now, "Stay there while I catch my breath, will you."

   With no valid option I remained still, my forehead pressing against her
belly, my nose absorbing her hot sexual aroma, my tongue wishing it could
be put to good use.  My cock was as hard as iron and throbbed as my face
remained in close contact with her body.

   "Ok dad," called Carol eventually, "I'm going to move now; going have
another go at moving up a bit..."

   As she did so her pelvis tilted firmly towards me; my nose becoming
embedded between her lips!

   "Aaaaahhhh!" I heard Carol cry, "Oh God - yesssss."

   I pulled my head back.

   "What's up - what's the matter" I asked.

   "Nothing dad, just what you did - do it again, please, please!" she
cried, her pelvis once again thrusting at my face.

   Instinctively and completely automatically I opened my mouth and stuck
out my tongue, immediately finding myself to be almost absorbed by her warm
slick wet lips.

   "Yessss dad, there!" groaned Carol as we hung on the ladder in sexual
embrace, "Use your tongue, please, please Dad."

   I just couldn't help myself; I couldn't draw away; I didn't want to
anyway.

   My tongue slithered over her hot flesh, sliding up one of her lips,
passing her quivering hole and meeting her stiff clitoris.

   Carol jerked her body once more and hissed her pleasure as I ran my
tongue over and around her sensitive clit.

   "Yessss" she hissed, "That's lovely Dad, harder; suck my clit, suck it!"

   God, she was delicious; hot and exciting, slippery already and so smooth
and inviting...!

   But at that moment I felt another rung of the ladder giving way and I
just about had time to move my foot before the rope of the rung beneath my
foot parted; the ladder was old and needed replacing, that was now very
obvious.

   With a last brief parting flick at her clit I told Carol the news and
now she became serious.

   "How do I get down then?" she asked as she was still attached to the
secured safety rope but I had the answer.

   "I'll come up past you and I'll let you down.  Won't be comfy but you'll
be safe enough," I said as I began to climb the ladder.

   It was awkward moving on the same section of ladder Carol was on but I
was managing until I'd almost passed her, when I felt her hand on my thigh,
sliding upwards.

   "Let go, cut it out Carol," I told her but she had other ideas!

   "Just want a feel," she said, "he's there right in front of me; let me
feel him!"

   In my slightly precarious position I didn't have much choice as Carol's
hand snaked up inside my shorts and quickly found my still half-hard penis.

   Moments later he was completely hard in her hand as she pulled him down
the leg of my shorts and I felt her fingers sliding my foreskin back.

   "Oh Dad, he feels so good I could eat him," she groaned, "We're going to
have to do something Dad."

   "No!  For Christ's sake concentrate," I reprimanded her, "We've got to
get you down..."

   I nearly added the word "first" before realising the implications of the
completed statement.

   Somehow instead I managed to extract myself from her clutching fingers
and eventually regained the safety of the platform.

   "Ok - I'm going to lower you down," I called, "You ok?"

   "No Dad, I'm not," Carol replied, "My shorts are still tangled in the
rope - pull me up first, then I can get out of them...then let me down."

   I complied, straining hard to lift her although she helped too then,
with a wave from Carol and a yell of "ok", I started lowering her towards
the ground, her shorts now waving at me from a twist in the rope.

   A short time later the rope slackened as Carol reached the ground and
with another wave she untied herself and stood there waiting for me to
descend.

   On the way down I managed to untangle her shorts which I dropped to her
and a couple of minutes later I was on the ground beside her, both of us
panting from our efforts.

   "Oh Dad, you were a darling!" she cried as her arms engulfed my neck,
"You saved me!"

   Her perspiring body clamped itself around me in a loving embrace, her
naked pussy firm against my ever-hard cock.

   "Oooh Dad," she groaned, "I was scared and that made me excited and what
you were doing was just so, so good!"

   "I only lowered you to the ground," I said, ignoring what had happened
in between but Carol persisted...

   "You know damn well what I mean Dad," she continued, "Your tongue; your
lips, oh God!"

   With that Carol sank downwards and thinking that she was about to make a
play for my manhood, I quickly dropped my hands and covered my groin, but
instead Carol dropped still lower, now sitting on the ground.

   "Come here Dad," she moaned, "Come back and finish off what you were
doing!"

   She reached up and pulled at my legs; right behind my knees - and she
caught that point at which your knees, mine perhaps weakened by the efforts
of rescuing her, simply collapsed.

   In a moment I was on my knees between her already widespread legs.

   "Yessss Dad, come on, please!" she cried, "Love me, just love me!"

   Her quickly moving arms wrapped themselves around my neck and pulled me
downwards but truthfully it didn't take all that much doing to get me to
lower my face to her welcoming gash as her upper body fell backwards.

   Carol's hips were raising her buttocks high off the ground; pushing her
naked wet parted lips up to meet me and I just couldn't resist; I let
nature take over.

   "Ooooh yessss Dad," groaned Carol as my mouth met her flesh, "Don't stop
this time!"

   Could I stop?

   No way!

   From an initial clamping of my lips over her hole, I stuck my tongue
into the small crevice and slid it up and down, bring cries of excitement
and floods of lubrication from Carol.  I pushed my tongue as far into her
hole as I could, feeling her hot flesh tightening around me and I wished
that it was my penis in there instead.

   Having tasted heaven I moved a few inches upwards, passing up through
her ever wetter cleft until I located her throbbing clit.  Carol's hips
jerked under me and now I used my hands under her buttocks to lift her
pussy up towards me; to pull her tighter to me.

   I nibbled at her clit, caressed it and stroked it, moulded it with my
lips and sucked it into my mouth, loving the pliability and resilience of
her flesh and adoring the way her body was reacting.

   Carol was jerking wildly as I held her to me; she was seemingly becoming
hotter and hotter; sweat was breaking out all over her and the wildly
exciting aroma of overheated sex was filling the air around me.  I've a
feeling that my over-excited penis was adding to the pheromonal scents; he
felt strong enough to plough furrows in the ground and I just knew that he
was leaking like mad.

   Carol's body had its fill; she'd reached her peak of pleasure and now it
was time for release.  I was having no trouble holding her to my mouth as
her sex organs tried so hard to reach me; to drag me inside - I swear her
body wanted all of me inside her!

   Instead she had to put up with just my lips and tongue as I raised her
excitement and pleasure levels over the bar.

   "DADDDY!" she screamed, "Cummming!  You've made me cum!"

   "Yes darling, yes," I managed to say, "Cum for me!"

   "I am, I am Dad," she cried, "Can't stop - oh God, it's wonderful; it's
perfect - it's ohhhh, ohhhhh, ooooohhhhhh!"

   A blast of female orgasmic fluid ejected from her, catching my chin
initially before I centred my mouth over her geyser of hot liquid.  It kept
coming in small gushes; flavourless and yet incredibly tasty as it filled
my mouth before I could swallow it.

   Carol's whole body was shaking; her arms were flailing and sending up
showers of dried leaves and grass; her mouth was open in a silent cry; her
eyes were wild with excitement!

   And at that moment I so wanted to rip down my shorts and drive my
rock-hard penis deep into her wet, willing and welcoming hole; Mother
Nature had indeed taken over and my one and only instinct was to rut with
her; to procreate; to fuck the living daylights out of her!

   I reached down to my waistline to undo my shorts; I couldn't stop; I was
going to fuck her...but instead there was suddenly wetness on my back; I
looked up to see a looming black cloud with a dark haze of rain falling
from it...and the spell was broken.

   "Come on, we're going to get wet!" I called to Carol as I quickly
levered myself up from my semi-prone position, my arms grasping Carol's and
helping to pull her up as well.

   "Oh Dad, oh fuck; fucking typical!" she said ruefully, "We could
have..."

   "No we couldn't," I told her, my tongue spouting lies, "There are limits
and that's going too far."

   Inside me I wondered how sincere my words were; my control over such
action was being eroded every few hours it seemed and despite being Carol's
father I could just feel that before long I'd simply give in.  The only
real question was, how long could I last out?

   Quickly we scampered into the shelter of some trees and dense bushes,
perhaps not ideal in a storm, but it didn't look like a thundercloud, so I
guessed we'd be safe and probably drier.

   We crouched there for a while as the rain poured down, only a few drops
penetrating the thicket above us and Carol turned to me eventually, a look
of lust written clearly on her face.

   "I want you Dad," she said simply, "I want you to fuck me - I want you
inside me please."

   "God, is that all you can think about?" I asked, desperate to keep away
from the delicate subject of incest, "Look sweetheart, I'm out here to
work, not play and if I don't get my work done then I won't have a job. 
Understand?"

   "Oh Dad," breathed Carol, "Yeah, I understand but I still want you! 
Will you promise though that one day I'll be able to have you?"

   I shook my head.

   "No, I won't promise anything," I said, determined not to cross the
line, "We've been too far already."

   "Yeah that's just it," said Carol, using some twisted logic, "We have,
haven't we; so why not go all the way?"

   I looked down at her; she was sitting on her haunches on the ground and
I intended to read the riot act to her when I realised that she was still
naked from the waist downwards.

   "Carol, where's your shorts?" I asked, "Put them on."

   "Oh for fuck's sake," she cried, "They're still out there!"

   A few moments later, even before I could find a suitable reply, the rain
ceased and the sun began to shine once more, so we left our shelter and
headed back to the tree.  And there on the ground were her shorts, soaked
through, obviously.

   "Not wearing those," said Carol, picking them up and holding the damp
things at arm's length, "Anyway the bottom's all torn out."

   And it was; the rope had caught the material and torn away a large chunk
of cloth although, were she to put them on they'd at least cover her sex.

   I could understand her reluctance; there's nothing worse than damp
clothing, especially against your crotch but in the interest of some
decorum I insisted that she put them on.

   Amid much moaning and annoyance she stepped into them and soon we were
heading back to camp, my day's work now cut short once again.  Oh well,
there was enough to do all around the camping area; I could set some small
traps and collect insects and lick pussies...oh, bloody hell!

   Because now that Carol had covered her pussy, somehow she seemed even
more alluring.  Now as she walked, most of one buttock was revealed,
tightening and loosening as she strode along, wobbling up and down - it was
hard to look anywhere else now!

   'Got to do something about her', I thought, 'But what?'

   Carol smiled back over her shoulder as she walked on ahead of me.

   "You ok Dad?" she asked, her twisting action causing her entire buttock
to be revealed, right across to her crack.

   I was tempted to say 'No' and drag her to the ground and ravish her but
I resisted my evil thoughts; that wasn't how to love my daughter.

   "Yeah, fine," I managed to say, while inside me my mind was working out
how it was that I wanted to love her.

   On a soft blow-up mattress with a comfy sleeping bag spread across it;
naked beneath the stars; Carol laying spreadeagled; her lovely pussy
weeping copiously; her lips swollen and reddened; her clitoris standing
exuberantly from it's cleft, while my rampant raging penis speared down
from above.

   I felt my penis lifting and throbbing with excitement before I pulled
myself together.

   "Just concentrate, will you!" I said to myself, then more out loud,
"Sorry Carol, tripped a bit."

   But inside me a voice said, 'I was concentrating, I was!'

   Was there no way out of my predicament?

   Before long we were back in our still-dry camp, the shower not having
passed this way and Carol turned to me, standing with her legs apart and
her hands on her hips.

   "So what do I do now?" she asked, a wicked twinkle in her eyes, "Walk
around naked again or change or leave these wet things on?"

   But before I could reply, Carol continued...

   "Actually I think I will take these off, they're rubbing at my pussy and
they've made me a bit sore, I think," she said and with that she reached
for her clip and seconds later the remnants of her shorts were, for what
seemed like the umpteenth time, pooled at her feet.

   And for the umpteenth time, there before me was her wonderful sweet
unfulfilled pussy!

   She stood there and tilted her hips, bringing her pussy to the fore; her
fingers reaching down to pull her lips apart.

   "Look Dad, my shorts have made me a bit sore here, can you get some
cream for me?" she said provocatively, revealing that there was indeed a
slightly reddened area inside one lip.

   Since I was right by the supplies box with the medical kit in, it would
have been a bit churlish of me not to help and soon I found the soothing
cream which I held out to her.

   "You put it on, Dad," she said softly, wetting her glossy lips with her
tongue, "You've got a super touch."

   I'd already undone the tube and was all ready to squeeze some onto her
fingers, so I was only an arm's length from her and she was just too good
to refuse.

   Somewhere inside me, my mind was saying that it was fine; I'd touched
her there before, so what was the problem?  I agreed; her comfort was more
important.

   "Hold still then," I said as my cream-laden finger moved down to her
pussy; my fingers were shaking, I noticed...

   Gently I touched the cream to her reddened lip, causing Carol to moan
softly.

   "Ooooh Dad, that's better already!" she sighed, "Rub it well in.  Be
gentle."

   Softly I started to rub the cream around and Carol moaned as I touched
her but I ignored her although I now realised that I'd begun rubbing her
pussy some way from the redness.  But then Carol's hand came down and
covered mine.

   "That's lovely Dad, rub it here now," she sighed and I suddenly
discovered that she was now holding and rubbing my fingers over her clit
instead.

   "Ohhhh yeahhhh," she moaned, "Right there, oh yesss, just there - oh
that's so good.  Oh God, you're making me all hot Dad!"

   Her hand moved faster on mine, our actions rubbing my fingers all around
her clit and up and down her cleft now; I just couldn't stop her using me!

   "Getting hotter Dad, you're going to make me come," she moaned, her
fingers pushing mine harder, "Oh my God - that's it...right there!"

   I took over; pushing her hand away and moving my fingers unaided, while
Carol's now freed hand clamped itself immediately around my straining
penis.

   Quickly I sank a finger up inside her hole, feeling her vagina squeezing
me hard as I explored inside her.

   'She's going to be lovely and tight!' I thought, before I managed to
catch myself, 'For fuck' sake, stop it!'

   But there was no stopping things now - we were on a slippery path that
could only lead to one thing.

   Carol orgasmed on my fingers; her hips jerking wildly, her vagina
clamping down tightly on my finger.  The erotic aroma of superheated pussy
began to fill the air as Carol continued to spasm; one of her hands now
around my neck; the other now down inside my shorts and holding fast to my
very erect penis!

   "Get 'em off," she demanded and I found my free hand releasing the catch
on my shorts - they fell to the ground and I quickly got my boxers to
follow.

   Carol's hand never left my penis; instead she just changed her grip and
now was able to slide my flesh up and down; covering and uncovering my
increasingly slippery knob; my little slit oozing beads of precum
constantly.

   Carol's face turned to mine and before I knew it we were lip to lip; our
tongues sliding voluptuously over each other; our mouths sucking and
stimulating until we had to break off to breathe properly.

   "Stay there," said Carol suddenly as she broke away from my arms and
darted off those few feet to the tent, very quickly reappearing, naked arse
first, dragging her airbed and sleeping bag after her.

   Quickly she positioned the airbed to suit her, then turned to face me.
She lifted her t-shirt over her head to now stand completely naked before
me again; her breasts proudly thrust forward; her hot pussy prominent as
she also thrust forward her pelvis.

   She stood astride the airbed, then sank gracefully down until she lay
there, arms and legs spread out, all ready to accept me.

   "Come on Dad, now!" she demanded seductively, "Get your shirt off and
come here.  Come and fuck me!  I need you so much!"

   My t-shirt went flying in seconds as I advanced on her; my penis jerking
and bouncing stiffly as he neared his quarry.  Carol's eyes were shining
brightly as she now pulled her sexual lips apart; her hand sliding up and
down her wild pussy.

   "Come on Dad, I'm all ready for you," she said, "Come and make love to
me!"

   I dropped to my knees beside her, drinking in the illegal but so erotic
sight before me.  No way could I hold myself back now; I was well past the
edge of reasoning and decency; even the horror of incest had left me,
replaced instead by a deep longing for her body and a feral desire to empty
my sperm inside her vagina.  Nature was winning and from now on, I wasn't
going to complain or hold back one inch!

   Carol brought me back to reality as she now reached out with her arms.

   "Bring him here first Dad," she said, "I want to taste him first of
all."

   On my knees now I crawled across the groundsheet until my penis swayed
above her head, then I leaned forward to allow Carol's head to lift up and
her mouth to touch me.  I almost jumped as I felt the sweet touch of her
lips on my cock but instead of jerking away, my overriding movement was to
thrust forward, realising as I did so that Carol had simply opened her
mouth and had now engulfed most of my penis.

   "Oooh Carol," I groaned, "That's fuckin' lovely, run your tongue
underneath...just there, yeahhhh, ooooh!"

   Her hand was busy running up and down my shaft, just softly sliding over
my flesh; stimulating and titivating me until I could stand no more.  I
pulled away, leaving Carol with her mouth still open and her hands still
reaching for me.

   "Come back Dad," Carol groaned, "I haven't finished..."

   "Don't want to cum yet.  My turn now," I said as I repositioned myself
astride her and leaned forward.

   I heard Carol take a quick breath as my moistened erection touched her
abdomen but it was higher up her body that now became the centre of my
attention.

   Her gorgeous breasts seemed to be bulging out as her body prepared
itself for sex; in fact all her sexual parts were in overdrive as she
uncontrollably became more and more aroused.  She was glowing with health,
vitality and sex appeal; somehow I imagined her pussy flooding with her
lubrications and with my sperm; I imagined her belly swollen with my child;
I imagined her breasts leaking sprays of milk; I knew that both my daughter
and I were very, very ready...

   My lips descended onto one breast, loving the way her well-filled flesh
gave way and bounced back; the way her little nipples hardened under my
tongue; the way her aureoles crinkled even more as I licked at them.  Her
breasts filled my hands beautifully as I alternated my licking and sucking
from one breast to the other; from one nipple to the next.

   Carol's breath was coming faster now, her rib cage was heaving and I
could feel that her heart was pounding...then leaving her breasts I slowly
moved down her body, loving every inch of it; her sleek svelte figure
alluring in every way.

   My exploring tongue trailed down the centre of her body, from the
generous canyon between her breasts, down her sternum, onto the firm
structure of her abdomen and down to her navel.

   There I paused, my tongue busily twisting into her small cave, making
Carol squirm, her hands coming down to rest on my head.

   I looked up and she was smiling down at me; her eyes happy and bright.

   "Don't stop Dad, not far now," she said excitedly, "I'm so ready for
you!"

   Now came the moment of truth - could I return to her wonderful pussy and
yet not consummate our love?

   I knew the answer - I knew full well that once I'd used my mouth to make
love to her pussy, I'd be in there with my penis this time - nothing then
would or could stop me from planting my cock where it belonged!

   "I'm coming darling," I told her, "Be patient!"

   "I want you Daddy, I want you now," she returned, her hands pushing me
down her body, "Hurry up!"

   Instead I slowly moved down her body, my lips sliding over her shaven
mound, feeling the slight stubble and loving it, feeling her pelvis moving
to better present her pussy to me.  I slid past her clit, eliciting a groan
of dismay as I did so but instead I lowered my face as far as I could
between her legs - her luscious long sleek legs that were already wrapping
themselves over my shoulders.

   I inhaled deeply of her exciting scents; the deep muskiness of hot flesh
and the wild lustiness of her pussy as it lubricated generously.

   I extended my tongue and touched her deep down between the cheeks of her
bottom, almost as far back as her anus.  Carol let out a small cry and I
felt everything tense up as I began to stimulate further her already
stimulated sex machine!

   Slowly I moved upwards, nearer and ever nearer to her pussy, collecting
even before I got there, trickles of her lovely lubrications.

   I was so nearly desperate to drive my cock into her but there was more
loving to do first.

   And now I reached her pussy, to find her fingers already there, holding
her lips wide apart for me.

   "Lick me Dad, please," groaned Carol, "Use your tongue..."

   Oh yes, I'd use it, that was for sure!

   I began again near the bottom of her wet cleft, sliding upwards until I
found her slippery little hole.  I thrust my tongue inside, wishing again
that my hard tongue was my penis instead, but loving the feel of her
quickly tightening flesh and the gushes of sex juices.

   My mouth was wet as I moved higher up her pretty lips, licking first one
side and then the other; carefully avoiding her clit for now, until Carol
was almost screaming for more.

   And now to the powerhouse of her arousal - to her clit and the wild
orgasm that would inevitably follow my stimulation of that miniscule piece
of stiffened flesh!

   I settled myself comfortably and made my approach - a long sweeping
slide of my tongue from near her hole, right up until I swept over her clit
and off again, like a bird swooping down over a lake and rising away...

   Carol jerked hard and cried out, her hands pulling my head back to her
pleasure centre.

   Willingly I now engulfed her whole clit in my mouth, my tongue tickling
the tip while my lips squeezed the shaft of her mini-penis.

   Carol cried out again, her hands pushing me down to hold me in position.

   "Yes Dad, more please - I'm so near!" she cried, her voice almost
cracking up with emotion, "Please don't stop!"

   Quickly now I concentrated all my attention on her clit, while now
bringing a hand up to slide over her very lubricated lips.  Carol moaned
loudly as I brought her closer and closer to her climax; lubrication was
pouring from her, as were sweat and clouds of pheromones; I could do
nothing to escape now.

   And suddenly Carol cried out once more and this time I knew it was with
exalted release.

   "Aaaaahhh, cummming!" she cried, "You've made me cum!  Cumming!  Oh
yesssss!"

   Under me everything was jerking, writhing and squirming; only Carol's
hands on my head held me in place, stationed as I was over her clit.

   For what seemed like long minutes she was in raptures; her body shaking
and quivering spasmodically as bursts of sexual pleasure fired nerve
receptors in her brain, until finally she fell still, only her deep
breathing revealing that she was still alive.

   I lifted my head to look down at her and finally her eyes opened; eyes
full of love and happiness.

   "Oh Dad, that was so good," she said, "You're my best lover ever!"

   "Not yet, I'm not," I replied, my penis jerking as I spoke; a long
dribble of precum sliding from him down onto her thigh, "I haven't fucked
you yet!"

   "Oh God Dad, yes, yes," moaned Carol frantically, "Come on then, fuck
me, fill me!"

   I crawled up the airbed until I was poised immediately above my
daughter's wanton body, my penis sliding against her slippery skin not all
that far from her pussy.  I felt Carol's hand grasp my erection and pull me
towards her and I simply couldn't resist; now, finally, I was about to
penetrate my darling daughter's vagina with my supercharged penis...

   Carol's hand moved my knob up and down her slit, obviously coating it in
her generous lubrications before aligning the end with the indentation that
I could now feel; the entrance to her vagina, to her womb itself.

   "Come to me Daddy, please," she said as her hands pulled me closer, "Get
him inside me!"

   A little push and I felt my knob parting her hot flesh; there was a
slight resistance before our slippery fluids eased my entrance and then I
felt myself sliding, sliding into her hot wet hole.

   "Aaaaahhhhhh!" breathed Carol, her eyes bright and wild, "Yessssss,
yesssss!"

   I held myself in place, allowing her body to get used to my rigid penis
before Carol's arms pulled me once more.

   "All the way, Dad," she said, "All the way in now."

   It was my turn to moan.

   "Yesssss!  Oh God - you're lovely; so tight, so hot, so sweet!" I hissed
as I gently allowed my penis to penetrate further into her grasping vagina.

   "Oh Dad, I've waited so long," groaned Carol as I felt her body lifting
up to meet me, "Love me, just love me now!"

   Instead of speaking I began moving up and down, sliding my penis from
her depths to her entrance and back once more.  There was a gentle
squelching noise as my piston squeezed into her sheath, driving out the
overflowing liquid lubrication.  That was followed by soft grunts from
Carol as I reached as far into her body as I could penetrate; the tip of my
cock now pushing hard against her cervix.

   I looked down at her and saw that Carol had a massive smile on her face;
a look of pure delight and total absorption.  I smiled as well as I watched
her mouth fall open when I pushed my cock hard into her body once again.

   Hard but not violent, pushing but not driving; penetrating but not
piercing; together we fucked steadily, our bodies coming together in
unison; our minds united.

   "You weren't a virgin?" I asked eventually and Carol shook her head.

   "Well I was a sort-of virgin Dad; I've had 'lovers' but you're the first
man to be inside me," she said, "My hairbrush broke me in and my vibrator
and things have been up there too but this is so much better - you're alive
inside me!  I can feel all the veins on your cock inside me; I can feel you
sliding in me.  You're pulsing and throbbing in there, aren't you?"

   "Yeah," I said, as I continued to gently make love to my darling
daughter, "Getting close to coming too, that's why I'm throbbing."

   "Oh good," moaned Carol, her vagina now gripping my cock tighter,
"You're going to fill me, aren't you Daddy?"

   I hadn't actually considered that subject; I'd been too absorbed in just
loving her but now the matter was getting close and a decision had to be
made soon.

   "Shouldn't I pull out when I cum," I said, "Don't want you getting
pregnant the first time!"

   "Why ever not?" asked Carol, her eyes locked onto mine, "I love you; I
want you; I want to be with you, so why ever not?"

   "Cos you're my daughter," I said and I felt the illicit excitement of
committing incest making my balls tingle, "And you're not supposed to get
pregnant by your dad."

   "Supposing I want to?" said Carol, her vagina now very actively milking
my cock, "I want to get my children out of the way early, so why not start
right now?"

   My eyes opened wide as she spoke, knowing that in a few minutes that
could indeed happen - or I could abort my mission and spray my seed on her
body instead.

   But deep inside me there was a lust for nature; a primeval desire to
fill her belly in the way nature had intended.  Incest was a modern concept
compared to Mother Nature's plans and I was all in favour of being guided
by her!

   "Shall we try then?" I asked Carol and her mouth beamed a huge smile
back at me.

   "Yes Dad, yessss," she cried, "Do it then - fill me!"

   My mind had been shaken with the incestual situation, so much so that
lust had built up as if behind a dam inside me.  My whole body shook with
the frightening reality of it all - I was about to try to make my own
daughter pregnant!

   "Oh God," I groaned as desire began to overcome me.

   "Oh God," I groaned again as my body began to drive my penis into my
daughter harder and faster.

   "Oh God," I groaned once more as I felt everything start to tighten up
as my now unstoppable orgasm began to rise.

   "Oh yes, yes Daddy - do it!" cried Carol, her body now writhing wildly
beneath me, "Don't stop - I'm coming too!"

   I couldn't stop anyway now - I couldn't even bring myself to withdraw -
I could only power my pulsating penis as far into her vagina as I could,
now feeling the rubbery entrance to her very womb at the tip of my cock.

   Sensations were crawling all over me; my whole body had gone mad as I
seemed to turn into one enormous penis as I slammed harder and harder into
my daughter's body.

   Sweat was dripping everywhere; juices were spraying around; limbs were
flailing; voices were crying out; orgasms were coming, coming, cummmmming!!

   With a final grunt I felt my cock jerk hard and blast off his first
volley of molten fire; it felt as if I'd emptied a bucket of the stuff into
my daughter's vagina; my sperm was overflowing around my balls already!

   I grunted again as another eruption took place; and another and yet
another.

   Carol had her mouth tight shut and all her muscles had seized up - until
suddenly she let it all out.

   "Yessss DADDY - cummmmmming!  I'm cummmming!" she screamed, loud enough
for me to look around to check that no-one had heard, "Oh God - I'm cumming
so hard - can't stop!"

   Her body was jerking wildly around; her pussy was squeezing and sucking
at my cock, demanding every last drop of spunk be shed inside its welcoming
embrace.

   Carol's arms were tight around my neck; her legs tight over my buttocks
as she pulled me as far into her as she could and I wasn't about to
disappoint her - my penis was firmly lodged against her cervix as my creamy
sperm filled her up while Carol shook and shivered and jerked her way
through what seemed like a never ending orgasm.

   "Oh Dad, that was so wonderful," said Carol as she finally came down
from her ecstasy, "If I'd have known it would be that good I'd have made
you make love to me years ago!"

   "Oh no, you wouldn't have managed," I replied, "I wouldn't have let
you."

   "Oh yeah?" she questioned me, "Just as well I didn't try then!"

   Slowly we disentangled and collapsed, Carol laying on the airbed and me
with my head resting on her stomach.  We held hands for a while before I
moved around.

   "What are you up to?" asked Carol as I moved between her legs once more,
"What are you doing?"

   "Just realised I hadn't finished," I said, "Didn't clean you up!"

   And before she had time to object, not that it seemed likely that she
would, I dropped my head to her pussy, cradling her quivering buttocks in
my hands.

   Her whole pussy was soaked; liberally splattered with a coating of
foamed-up whitish cum and her own offerings; it looked delectable!

   I dived in, my tongue at once getting busy as I swabbed up our juices,
quickly swallowing them as I went and causing Carol to cry out excitedly
and to lift her hips up as if to greet my mouth.

   Softly I slid up and down her hot lips before finding her clit and
sucking it clean as well, Carol now groaning as I touched her sensitive
flesh.

   Moving down a little, I penetrated her sticky hole and sucked up a
mouthful of our highly scented emissions, holding them in my mouth, then I
moved up her body until we were face to face.

   I stuck my tongue out a little to show her its coating and quickly her
lips came up to meet mine.  Our tongues duelled happily in the mouthful of
sticky fluids, our lips although wettened now managed to lock together as
we made love to each other with our mouths.

   And as my body gently lay upon hers I felt my cock start to rise once
more and I looked into Carol's eyes.

   "Do it again?" I asked eagerly, "You up for another go?"

   She nodded quickly and I felt her hips push her sex up at my now rigid
penis.

   "Definitely!" she moaned, "I'm ready..."

   "Yessss," I moaned as my still slippery knob slotted into position,
"Here I come then."

   "Yes Dad, come back where you belong," said Carol, her arms now around
my neck again, "Give me everything - fill me again!"

   This time, I soon realised, it would be a quickie.  We were both already
well primed and ready; Carol wouldn't need much to get her to a climax and
my balls already were churning as they prepared to release another load. 
My penis slid into her hot wet welcoming hole so easily; he was at home
there now.

   Quickly we fucked; our bodies now slamming together; our breaths quick
and shallow; our hearts beating wildly.  Frantically we hammered at each
other; excited cries filling the woodland glade; passionate words
broadcasting like seeds.

   In minutes I felt my sperm rising; my second offering for my daughter
and definitely not my last!

   "Coming soon" I cried and Carol hummed an accord.

   "And me," she groaned, her hips pounding against my downthrusting penis,
"I was so ready for you."

   With a final flurry we both reached our zeniths; our bodies bonded as
one as I poured another liberal donation of my reproductive juices into my
daughter.

   Carol's body seemed to simply absorb my offerings; she almost absorbed
me entirely as I felt us meld together, then entirely united we cried out
our love and passion until we just collapsed into a hot twitching heap.

   Slowly we slid apart; my slowly softening penis slipping almost
unwillingly from her abused vagina; Carol's hole jerking closed as if to
retain my sperm inside her.  We looked at each other lovingly and I shook
my head at her.

   "You are wicked!" I said in mock horror, "Fucking your father!  Whatever
next?"

   "We could always do it again," said Carol as she looked down at my
relaxed penis, "Then again perhaps not."

   "Incorrigible!" I said, "But I guess I'm as bad.  Never meant it to go
this far."

   "We've only just started," replied Carol happily, "This isn't going to
stop when we get home, is it?"

   "Apparently not," I said with a sigh, because I just knew that I'd give
in, "But what happens after that?"

   "We'll have to suck it and see," said Carol, laughing at her own joke,
"But if I get pregnant..."

   "And if you do, what then?" I queried, "Suppose you want us to live
together?"

   "Exactly!" said Carol, one hand coming out to hold mine, "We can be a
couple - a family with our own kids!"

   "Not sure what the neighbours will think," I replied, "How long would it
take for someone to put two and two together and probably report us?"

   Carol looked studious for a few moments.

   "Couldn't you apply for a position overseas; somewhere where we can
start out anew?" she asked and the idea had a lot of appeal, but it would
take some time...but I nodded my head to her.

   "Anyway, let's cross that bridge when we come to it," she said, "We've
got the rest of this week to enjoy first!"

   "Three more days," I replied, "Could be fun!"

   "Mmmmmm, yesssss," moaned Carol before I let my lips fall onto hers,
effectively silencing her, "Mmmmmmm," we groaned together.



   to be continued....


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