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Ed thought for sure he was going to lose his mind. There was only so much chatter about the latest bad boy heart throb and high school drama a man could take. He had already been on the road for three solid hours with his sixteen year old daughter Amy and her best friend Heather. The girls had been in the back seat talking, whispering and giggling non-stop. He wondered miserably if they would keep it up for the remaining three hours it would take to get them to the lake.
It was Ed's wife, Sharon, who had insisted on the summer father/daughter trip. After Amy's sixteenth birthday, Sharon had badgered him about it constantly. She insisted that time at Lake Tonchito was a time honored family tradition that went back generations and now it was his turn. She literally gushed about how magical her trip with her father Jack had been when she turned sixteen.
Honestly Ed couldn't imagine Sharon or anyone enjoying a weekend alone with that insufferable man, but Sharon seemed to think her daddy could do no wrong. To say Ed didn't like Sharon's father was a huge understatement. Jack was opinionated, lecherous, arrogant and rude. It was worse when Sharon and her dad were together. Ed always ended up feeling ignored if not outright dismissed. In fact Jack never once admitted that Ed was even part of the family.
So now it was Ed's turn to carry on the camping tradition with his daughter Amy. It had been a large concession on Sharon's part to allow Amy to bring her friend Heather along. But the two were inseparable, and Amy's fits had finally wore Sharon down. Ed was actually happy about it as he figured he could go fish in solitude while the girls entertained themselves.
Lake Tonchito sat on the border of the Fertile River reservation and was sacred to the Arapaho. Because of that, an agreement had been struck long ago between the tribe and the BIA that only one camping permit would be offered each weekend. With the lake being such a long drive from anywhere, those lucky enough to get the permit were pretty much guaranteed to lake to themselves.
Turning the SUV off the old two lane highway and onto the dusty road up to the lake, Ed was finally treated to peace. Glancing in the rear view mirror he found both girls with headphones on, eyes closed as if napping. Ed shifted a bit in his seat stretching, his glance once more returning to the girls in back.
His daughter got her delicate features from her mom, high cheekbones, pale skin, long blonde hair, large green eyes when they were open, and thin arching brows. She was wearing a stretchy pink tank-top which tightly hugged and emphasized the thick puffy nipples on her small breasts. Her jean shorts were cut high enough to show off her small firm ass and shapely thighs.
Heather was a almost his daughter's opposite. Her caramel colored skin was dotted lightly with freckles across her nose, cheeks and chest. Dark curly hair framed the natural beauty of her face. Her breasts were very large for her age, and the white t-shirt she had on did nothing to hide them. She was wearing shorts as well, though hers were tan. Where Amy's ass was small and tight, Heather's was a a larger and nicely rounded.
Ed forced himself to watch the road again, surprising himself with the warm feeling spreading in his loin from the two beauties in the back seat. Sure, he'd fantasized from time to time about Amy's friend Heather. Especially after catching the occasional glimpse of her, nearly naked, during sleepovers at their house. But he was always careful to be entirely proper . As for his daughter, of course he always appreciated how pretty she was, but never looked at her in the way he just had. Feeling a twinge of guilt at the bulge in his jeans, he glued his eyes to the road and made himself think about other things.
Three hours passed slowly, and the closer to the lake they got, the harder it was for Ed to concentrate. His mind kept wandering and he kept sneaking peeks in the back. Amy had shifted in her sleep and was now leaning against Heather, her head innocently pillowed by Heather's soft tits. Heather was resting her hand on Amy's hip. He shifted in his seat again, and the thought of Amy licking those giant globes, wormed its way into his mind.
"Focus, Ed" he told himself, tearing his eyes away.
Fortunately they arrived without Ed driving off the road, the girls waking up just as he was backing into the campsite. Ed occupied himself with unloading and getting the tents setup, while Amy and Heather scampered off towards the lake shouting and giggling. He couldn't help but watch as the girls ran, their asses swaying and Heather's bouncing delightfully. By the time the tents were up and the camp organized, Ed was sweating in the late afternoon heat. The sky was cloudless and there was only a light breath of air which carried the sound of squealing and laughter from the lake. Ed decided it was time to head down to the lake to cool off and to check in on the girls.
Strolling quietly down the forested slope towards the lakes edge, he caught a glimpse of the girls and halted, observing from a distance. They had both shucked off their shoes and were thigh deep in the water, laughing and splashing each other. Their shirts were soaked through, and Ed could clearly see the dark outlines of their nipples through the wet material. His daughter wasn't wearing a bra, and the lace bra Heather wore couldn't conceal the fifty-cent piece nipples on her bouncing chest.
Ed's pulse thudded loudly watching them play for awhile before they finally settled down. When they did so they seemed to be looking at each others breasts. He couldn't hear what they were saying but he gathered they were comparing them. His eyes widened. Heather reached out to cup his daughter's small tit rubbing the thick nipple through her thin wet shirt. In response, Amy reached both hands out to squeeze Heather's soft mounds. Ed's mouth went dry and without thinking his hand wandered to his crotch rubbing his barely contained erection.
The girls stared at each other, a dreamy look on their faces. Drawn together like magnets, their lips finally met, and the resulting kiss was scorching. After a long while they finally broke the kiss and began giggling and splashing again. Ed was both stunned and turned-on by what he saw. He waited a long time for the bulge in his jeans to calm before he approached and summoned them for dinner.
Dinner was certainly awkward for Ed. He pretended he hadn't seen anything, but it was very hard for him to hide his thick bulge. Amy and Heather chatted and joked like they always did, though as the evening wore on, the jokes became dirtier. Ed found himself laughing along with the girls despite himself.
Soon the girls were pressing him to tell some of the dirty jokes he knew. While hesitant at first, he finally caved in to their pleading. Getting the girls to swear not to tell anyone where they heard them, he ended up going on for some time before exhausting his repertoire. He ended up having to explain some of the jokes, but then he figured if they learned something, it might as well be from him. The girls loved it, and he swore he could see them flushing and rubbing their thighs together at times.
As it had become late, Ed sent the reluctant girls off to their tent and he retired to his own. His trapped hard-on was getting painful, and he sighed with relief when he shucked his jeans inside the tent. He couldn't stop thinking about Amy and Heather kissing and fondling each other. Tossing and turning for over an hour, sleep eluded him. The noises coming from the girl's tent didn't help. He could swear he heard shifting and moaning.
His imagination running wild he laid there on his back, eyes closed, stroking his thick cock. He groaned imagining Heather licking his daughter's tight pussy. He was so engrossed that he didn't hear his tent flap open. It wasn't until he was caught by the circle of a flashlight, cock in hand, that he registered his daughter peeking in.
"Oh my god, daddy! You have a huge dick!" Amy blurted, awestruck.
"Amy!" Ed stammered, his hand trying unsuccessfully to hide his cock. His eyes matched that of a deer trapped in a car's headlights.
Amy stared at his half hidden member, and she blushed. "Can I please touch it, daddy? " She pleaded, crawling into his tent. Before he could recover from shock she had pulled off her pajama top.
Ed couldn't take his eyes off his daughter. She had laid the flashlight down and it provided plenty of light to see her thick aureola the fat hard nipples at their center. She was wearing nothing more than a skimpy pair of baby blue panties that clung darkly wet to her labia.
"You.. you shouldn't be in here..." He didn't sound convincing, even to himself.
Amy moved forward, her perfect pink lips parting slightly. She straddled his thigh and he could feel her wetness against it. Reaching down, she easily pulled his hand away from his now leaking cock. Her finger brushed the tip and came away with a string of pre-come attached. "Daddy I've been thinking about your penis ever since we got here." she whispered. "Thinking about feeling it.. fucking me. I need you to fuck me, please daddy?"
"Amy, I'm your father.." He protested weakly. "This is wrong.."
Amy looked hurt "Daddy, don't you want me?" She straightened up, her knees still on either side of his thigh and slowly pulled down her panties. They came away wetly, her cunt bare save for a very fine thatch of pale hair. "You're so hard, and see how horny I am?"
Ed's cock twitched at the magnificent sight and his resistance crumbled. He dipped his finger into her tight young pussy, eliciting a throaty sigh of pleasure from his daughter. Her hand wrapped around his shaft and she leaned forward to lap at the fluid oozing from it. She was grinding her mound against his hand now, two of his fingers deep inside her tight warmth. He distantly registered that his daughter was not a virgin.
Laving the head of his cock clean, her tongue darted out and licked her lips "mmm.. you taste good daddy. Even better than Heather's pussy."
Ed simply groaned at his daughter's words and the sensation of her hand stroking him up and down. As if encouraged by his pleasure, her mouth engulfed the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around it. He thought he might shoot his wad right there, but Amy sat back up, his wet cock still in hand. "Will you please fuck me now daddy?" she asked in a panting small voice.
"God help me.." Ed grunted, "Yes Amy, daddy is going to fuck you now."
Amy straddled Ed's hips and slowly lowered her slit until he was poised at her entrance. "Daddy you are so big.. " She trembled.
Placing his hands of her hips he slowly pressed her down. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her cunt stretched to accommodate his girth. "Yes daddy, fuck your little girl!" Amy screamed.
Ed growled with lust and soon Amy was bouncing up and down on his shaft. He reached up and grabbed one of her small tits, pinching her hard nipple. His daughter cried out in pleasure, grinding down hard against him, his cock buried to the hilt. Her cunt began clenching, accompanied by a keening wail. Ed gave his own hoarse cry and felt his cock jerk inside her, splattering her insides until it leaked out over his balls.
They were both recovering when Heather's voice stirred them. She had crawled half way into the tent, her large bare tits swaying invitingly. "Wow, Mr. Jones, will you fuck me next?"
The rest of the weekend passed in a nearly non-stop orgy of sex. It wasn't until Sunday, when they had all screwed one last time and packed up, that the full weight of guilt crushed down on Ed. How could he face his wife? How could he hide something like this? Especially when Amy had begged him to have sex as often as they could from now on. He drove home in silence, Amy napping contentedly with with her head in Heather's lap.
The drive passed far too quickly as Ed felt like he was going to his judgment. Would Sharon see his guilt written all over his face? Amy followed close behind him as he opened up the door and he froze halfway in at what he saw. There was his wife Sharon, bent over the couch, her tits hanging out of her dress, the hem pulled up over her back. Her father Jack was pistoning his cock in and out of her ass.
Jack grinned at Ed not missing a thrust. "Enjoyed your time at the lake?" Jack asked knowingly, observing Amy now rubbing up against Ed. "You're finally part of the family."
This post has been edited by Stormrazor: 16 June 2010 - 02:56 PM
