Chapter 12

The next night, Sarah looked out the bedroom window at the lightning of the approaching storm. She changed from her nightgown into the shortest one she owned and unfastened several buttons to give her dad an enticing view of her cleavage.

Her young heart pounding with anticipation, she quietly opened her parents’ bedroom door. “Daddy,” Sarah whispered, nudging his shoulder with her hand. “Daddy, I think we’re going to have a thunderstorm or a tornado.”

Sam woke up to her soft voice and glanced out the far window. “Maybe rain, but no tornado.”

“Can you take a look out the window for me to make sure?”

She stepped back as he pulled the bedsheet aside. During the hot summer nights, he only wore an undershirt and nothing else. He stood up from the bed, pulling the hem down to conceal his cock and balls.

Sarah followed him to the window to observe the night sky. She covered her mouth as she quietly giggled, seeing his bare ass from behind. He looked up, then east and west, and finally to the weather vane. A flash of lightning lit up the clouds, and she cuddled closer to him. She quickly unfastened two more buttons on her gown, revealing the deep valley between her firm breasts. She pressed her left breast against his side, placing his arm around her for comfort.

He could no longer cover his cock, as it hung just below the hem of his shirt. “From the east comes the beast, and from the west comes the best,” he said of the old saying about the winds that may bring trouble.

Another flash, and she hugged him tightly. Still another flash highlighted her revealing young cleavage as he looked down at her. She didn’t let him know that her hug had revealed his cock to her, and she stared at its slight droop in its soft state. She hugged him a moment longer, looking at the cock that had fathered her.

“It’s just another thunderstorm. A lot of good the rain will do now. The damage has been done to the soil, and it’ll take years to recover.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re moving to Florida, isn’t it?” Looking up at him, she inquired.

“Yes, it is. Now you go back to bed,” he said, kissing her forehead.

“But I want to sleep with you in your bed,” she countered.

He looked at her adult-like statement, then realized her innocent comment. “Okay, hurry into bed,” he agreed.

Sarah scampered to the bed, waiting for him. He got in, holding the sheet to cover them. She lay beside him as he covered them and quickly pulled her gown above her waist. His nightshirt couldn’t cover his cock, so she pressed her tiny, bare ass against him.

He thought it strange that her body felt so warm against him, and she smiled, feeling his cock press against her little ass.

She unfastened the last buttons on her gown and then, taking his hand, placed it over her waist. He was shocked to feel bare skin where her gown should have been. Another flash of lightning, followed by thunder, was closer, and she pressed more against him.

“I don’t like thunderstorms,” she commented.

“Neither does your mother. Then you won’t like moving to Florida. They have quite a few storms.”

“Donny is helping me to tackle my fear of them.”

She placed her hand on his, prompting him to smooth it over her soft skin. He felt her hip bone, then the gentle slope below her belly button that would lead to her pussy. Another flash of lightning, and she took his hand and covered her right breast.

He had no choice but to caress her breast, and he couldn’t help but squeeze it. “This feels nice, Daddy, being in bed with you during the storm.”

“Don’t you usually lie with Donny?”

“Yes, but he farts too much,” she giggled. She moved her ass against his crotch, and his cock began to stir, adding to the erotic sensation. Another bright flash, and she reacted by prompting him to feel her tit.

“Sarah, we shouldn’t be laying like this,” he cautioned as the sinful urge sparked inside his loins.

“It’s okay, Daddy; I like your hand on my breast. It makes me feel safer.”

Sarah sighed softly as his fingers moulded her flesh to his hand. There was another flash. She lifted her upper body, so his right hand now held her bare right tit, and his left hand was free. She placed his hand on her hip, slightly parting her legs, and began to guide his hand lower.

Her young heart pounded hard as his fingertips finally touched her soft hairs. He stopped, and she urged his hand to continue.

“Sarah, we shouldn’t be doing this,” he cautioned again.

“It’s okay, Daddy, Mommy is asleep.”

She rolled over on her side, exposing her right breast to him. “Please, Daddy, I want you to touch me like you touch Mommy.” She pushed the sheet off them, revealing her bush to him.

“But you’re my daughter. It isn’t right.”

“Please, I’ll feel safer during the storm if you touch me,” she desired. She looked at him, guiding his hand the last few inches to her moistened warmth. He rubbed several tips up and down, and she reacted immediately to his touch on her clit. He separated her lips and entered to his knuckles.

She shifted her weight onto her back, his growing cock lightly touching it.

“We shouldn’t be doing this; we’re in bed next to your mother, and this is called incest,” he said, taking his hand away to rest on her hip.

“I’ve been awake the whole time, and I think it’s so precious that Sarah wants you to love her like you love me,” Ellie said.

“You want me to fuck our daughter?”

“Yes, I do, my love, and so does she.”

Ellie moved closer to Sam, placing her hand on his and guiding it to Sarah’s pussy. She kissed his neck and shoulder, then motioned his fingers to her hole and helped him begin fingering her.

“We shouldn’t do this; aren’t you still a virgin? Wait, don’t tell me; a father doesn’t want to know if his daughter has had sex.”

“That is a subject that only mothers and daughters talk about. I’m not going to tell you if Sarah is a virgin or not. She loves you enough to have sex with you whether she is pure or not,” Ellie said, encouraging him to press his fingers deeper into Sarah. “Feel how wet with excitement her pussy is for you?”

“If I fuck her, then I’m cheating on you.”

“How can you call it cheating if I’m going to watch and approve of you fucking our daughter?”

Ellie slid her hand over Sam’s hip and down to his cock. “You must want to fuck her; your cock is growing hard.”

“She keeps rubbing her tiny ass against me, making it grow,” he defended.

Ellie pulled the bed sheet off and began stroking his cock. “First, Sarah, I want you to suck on your dad’s cock to help him get hard.”

Sarah quickly turned on the bed to be by his side, raised her arms, and took off her gown. Sam looked down at her flawless young teen body. Slender like Ellie’s, her ribs easily showed, and her firm breasts seemed larger than they should be. She lowered herself to his cock, and he looked at the roundness of her small ass.

“Do you know how to suck on a boy’s or man’s cock?” He asked.

“Daddy, if I tell you that I may know how to suck on a cock, then you’ll think I’m not a virgin. I’ve seen Mommy sucking on your cock, so I have a good idea how to do it.” She placed his hand on her ass. “You can touch me.”

Sarah swept her long brunette hair over her shoulder and leaned closer to his cock. “Take it in your hand and stroke it,” Ellie instructed. “You see that drop of liquid at the pee opening. Its use is to lubricate the inside of your pussy for fucking. Use your tongue to swirl it around the head, lick the sides, and then slowly take his cock into your mouth.

Sam didn’t need Sarah to suck on his cock to make it hard; Ellie’s instructions on how to do it to him made it start to stand up. Ellie smiled with pride, and Sam sighed as her warm mouth engulfed his stiffening rod. She moaned with delight as his fingers began to explore her wet pussy.

“Be careful, or you’ll make me cum too soon,” he cautioned a few seconds later.

“You have more stamina than that before cumming when we do it!” Ellie teased.

“What do you expect? My daughter is sucking on my cock, and you are telling her how.”

“Okay, now it’s Daddy’s turn. Sarah, lie on your back and spread your legs.”

She hurried to lie flat and smiled at her dad’s dangling cock, which she’d sucked to make hard. Sam moved between her legs, admiring the younger version of his wife.

“Doesn’t Sarah have a beautiful-looking body? Stare at that lovely vagina just waiting for your cock!” Ellie began to finger her pussy, growing excited too. “We’ll have to make sure the man she marries treats her properly.”

“With lots and lots of good fucking!” She beamed.

“You’re going to be just like your mother, unable to keep her mouth and legs closed,” he joked.

“Mommy will be a good teacher for me.”

Sam settled on his stomach, looking at her soft, wispy hairs. He kissed her mound, and her body jolted at his slightest touch. The lone light bulb in the yard shone perfectly on them with the added flashes of lightning.

Sam inhaled the musky odour of his daughter’s wetness, then began to lick her, and again she reacted immediately. He cupped her tiny ass cheeks in his hands and probed her with his flickering tongue.