The Awakening
Copyright© 2019 Beaverhunt
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A young women desires to please her father in every way. Their relationship grows along with her experiences and finds him to be an obliging teacher in the use of her body. How does the Mom play into things? What's their long-term goal. Will they get CAUGHT?!?! Incest action by the author of Getting Caught, Changing Dynamics, The Island, Blackmailed Mom, Justice and The Haunting.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Father Daughter Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
There are certain events that take place that set the path of sexuality and in most cases those events are quite healthy. For others, like myself, those events have lead me to have desires that are very different from the norm and tend to take on darker paths. As a result of those moments in my life, my fantasies have always come down to just one person, which is my daddy.
Think what you wish about it, since I haven’t thought those same things countless times in my mind. It’s wrong, dark, twisted, sick, and a whole host of other descriptions and none of it really fucking matters. No matter what I’ve done to fight my urges, it always comes back to daddy.
What was this moment in my life that altered the course of my life and set me on my path? It was one of our annual father-daughter camping trips, which had always been quite innocent. Daddy always viewed it as a chance for the two of us to get away from the world and strengthen a bond between us. Mommy never had any interest in camping trips and daddy made them quite enjoyable, but not in the way you’re thinking.
I had just turned 16 that year and was sent out to collect firewood, which was no different than any other year. As I was returning, I heard daddy walking towards me. There’s something that made me stop and hide, but I don’t remember the reason for it. Perhaps I wanted to jump out at him and scare daddy, or it could have been any number of things that goes through a teenage mind.
Daddy didn’t see me as he stopped to look around and for whatever reason I continued to keep myself hidden. I watched daddy as he undid his pants and knew he was there to relieve himself. Why did he not face a tree and instead face an opening in the woods, which gave me a perfect view, is a question I’ll never have an answer for.
I knew daddy went out to relieve himself close to camp, just as I did, but I never thought I’d catch him in the act. Daddy released his flaccid dick and I remember just how big his pale manhood looked as I forced myself to breath steadily. My blue eyes were drawn towards his hands as he held himself and I couldn’t look away. That isn’t quite true, because I could’ve and only lacked the desire to do so.
Call me a sick fuck all you want, but I was mesmerized by his action. He let out a sigh as a golden stream shot out and arced up a little. There was a lot of power behind his piss and I loved the sound it made as it hit the ground. Daddy had his back to the breeze and carried over the scent of his piss, which I found to be quite pleasant.