Part 1: The Storm;

My wife and I have always slept in the nude. I guess it rubbed off on our daughter as well, because she does as well. A year or so ago a tremendous thunderstorm hit our house around midnight. From an early age storms like this had always frightened our eldest daughter. She would often crawl into bed with us during such times. Tonight was slightly different however ever. The storm lasted much longer than usual. With the storm still raging, the three of us finally fell asleep around two o’clock in the morning. Though when we fell asleep our daughter had an arm around both of us, sometime during her night she shifted and both of her arms were around my wife and her butt was spooned with my crotch.

Near sunrise I began to dream of the first time my wife and I had sex. Without conscious thought my hips began to move in the age old of having sex. In my dream I was having sex with my wife and I could even feel the wetness of her virgin pussy around my shaft. (Yes, my wife and I were both virgins the first time we had sex.) I wasn’t quite awake yet when I heard a soft cry from my daughter. The sound wasn’t loud and I remained asleep until I felt an urgent pushing and pulling on my shaft. My eyes popped open and I saw my daughter trying to get more of my shaft into her. She was softly moaning with each of her thrust onto my shaft. I wondered just how far she wanted take this to go and to be honest it felt too good to stop. Hey, I’m a guy after all and my brain was fogged with lust.

After a few strokes she had my cock fully embedded within her and seemed to enjoy it. Suddenly my orgasm hit and I realized where my cock was. I tried to pull my cock away so as not to inject her with my sperm. She wasn’t having it and fallowed my movement, keeping my cock within her. It was then the her own orgasm hit her and she bit her own lip to keep from screaming out her pleasure. She quickly fell back to sleep and so did I.

The next morning I thought it had all been a dream and I had cum in my sleep, but the next morning my daughter came to me and said, “I enjoyed last night. I want to try it again when I don’t have to worry about making noise. Can we go camping this weekend?” My wife came into the room, she had only heard the part about going camping and thought it was a good idea. She suggested, “You two could go to mom and dad’s ranch and camp by the creek. I’m sure it will be lots of fun.”

Candy, our daughter, quickly agreed and a tentative plan was made for the following weekend. I took my daughter camping and she got to experience what it was like to a number of screaming orgasms over the course of the next three days. While on the trip we fished and swam so that we had a nice string of fish when we returned. Neither of us said anything about our other activities. As far as I know no one even knows about it, however we have repeated our camping trips many times. Somehow, despite our lack of using protection, she never became pregnant from our activities. Candy had just graduated from college when her mother was killed in a car wreck. By that time her parents had passed on and we had inherited the farm and had even moved into it.

Candy remained at home with me and she gave me three children/grandchildren. She dated just enough men from the surrounding area for us to say that they were my grandchildren and not my own. We lived a happy life together.