Chapter 4: Morning Sex With My Dad

When I woke up again I saw Kate hadn’t moved a muscle the entire night and was still in the exact same position she’d been when she went to bed. I was wide awake though and even though it was only 6:30 in the morning I was ready to get going. I brushed my teeth and looked out the door. The camp area around our cabins was dead still and I looked over at the other two cabins and didn’t see anything going on that indicated anyone was up yet.

A nasty thought came to my head just then and I grinned like a lunatic. I quietly opened our door and walked across the damp grass to my parent’s cabin. It was surprisingly cold for August and the grass was wet with dew and I gingerly stepped over the rocks and branches that were in the way. I peeked in the window and saw my parents sleeping in bed. My dad was on his back with my mom draping herself over him, her arm over his chest and top leg over his. The covers were over most of them but I knew they never slept with anything on - I don’t think my mom even owns pajamas or a nightie other than to dress up for my dad. I tried the door and was surprised but happy to find that it was open.

Inside the cabin it was much different from ours. There were no separate rooms, just a big bed on one side and a kitchen/living area on the opposite side. I stepped softly over to their bed, cringing every time one of the old floor boards would squeak in the slightest. Fortunately they didn’t wake and my dad was snoring up a storm laying on his back like that. How my mom slept with it I never figured out!

I gently pulled the covers over to one side to expose his waist and crotch. Sure enough, underneath was his bare body with my mom’s pressed up tightly to it. His cock was flaccid and laid over to one side, almost hidden in his thick crop of black curly pubic hair. My pussy was tingling with anticipation as I reached down and gently cupped his cock in my hand, wrapping my fingers around it and then gripping it firmly.

My dad shifted slightly and for a moment I thought he was going to wake but he was still out cold. For a moment I wondered just what he and mom had done last night to be so tired this morning? I mean, I had a pretty good idea but details are always fun to have! When he was still again I leaned over the bed and gently took his limp dick in my mouth, just the head at first and then a little bit more. Mmmmmmm, I could actually taste my mom on him still! They must have had quite a fucking session last night! I loved the taste of my mom on his cock, especially when it was fresh and just out of her pussy with a mixing of his cum with it!

Slowly I sucked him, gently urging and nudging his cock to grow for me. I felt another pussy twinge as his cock twitched and I could tell from the way it filled my mouth that it had gained some size once again. I began to wonder just how hard I could get him before he woke up. He was probably about three-quarters erect when I heard him stir.

“What the fuck? ... Kelly?” he groaned, his voice sounding like it was coming from a mile away.

I didn’t stop but just kept sucking away at his wonderful cock.

“Oh god, that feels so damn good!” he groaned as I buried my head in his crotch, taking his entire cock into my mouth.

He tasted soooooo good and smelled like mixture of male musk, sweat and my mom’s pussy - they must have had an interesting night! My dad’s cock continue to swell as I rotated my head around it and ran my tongue along the smooth sides of his shaft. I imagined how just a few hours ago it had been inside my mom’s pussy and now I had it in my mouth, doing everything I could to make my dad feel as good as I possibly could. He heaved a sigh as it twitched in my mouth, completely hard now and as rigid as a piece of pipe in my mouth.

“Oh Kellyyyyyyyyy,” was all he could say over and over as my lips surrounded his cock head and my tongue playfully touched it.

I held the base of his shaft in my hand and ran my tongue up and down each side of it. He put his hands on my head, running his fingers through my hair as I slowly bobbed my head up and down his cock. Then he shuddered and his cock moved and jerked in my mouth. His hands pressed my head down into his crotch, signaling me to take him all again in his mouth. My eyes looked up at him and met his. I loved it when he looked at me the way he just then. Everything in his smile and eyes told me he wanted me, that he loved what I was doing, that I was pleasing him. It made me feel so good deep inside, so loved and secure, so happy that I could make my own father lust after me and want me in such a way. What girl wouldn’t feel special knowing her father lusted after her more than any other girl?