Accidental Webcam
Copyright© 2007 by North Point
Chapter 10
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Andy just wanted to say a quick hi to his daughter over the internet phone. Little did he know the shock he was about to get!
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged Heterosexual Fiction Father Daughter Swinging Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
Spring break arrived on a Thursday afternoon.
Amanda barely made it through the front door before Andy had her against the wall. He fucked her right there in the entryway, hard and fast, one hand under her thigh, the other braced beside her head. She came with her face buried in his neck, biting down to stay quiet.
They didn’t make it to the bedroom for the first round.
The days that followed blurred together in the best way. She walked around the house in short shorts and thin white tanks with no bra. He found reasons to touch her constantly—hand on the back of her neck while she cooked, fingers sliding into her shorts while they watched TV on the couch. The house felt different with her in it. Fuller.
On the third afternoon they left the house together with no real destination. Andy drove. Amanda sat in the passenger seat with one bare foot up on the dash, the hem of her short sundress riding high on her thighs. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. He kept glancing over.
Eventually he pulled into the old multi-level parking garage downtown, the one with the upper floors that were almost always empty. He drove all the way to the top level and backed into a spot against the low concrete wall. The afternoon sun came in hard through the open sides of the structure. A light wind moved through.
Andy killed the engine. For a moment they just sat there.
Amanda looked at him, then at the empty concrete around them. A slow smile pulled at her mouth. Without a word she unbuckled, turned in her seat, and leaned across the center console. She unzipped him, pulled his cock out, and wrapped her hand around it.
“Someone could walk up those stairs any second,” she murmured, already stroking him.
“I know.”
She licked a slow stripe from the base to the head, eyes on his face, then took him into her mouth. Warm, wet, unhurried at first. She bobbed her head in a steady rhythm, one hand wrapping around what she couldn’t fit, the other braced on his thigh. The wet sounds of her mouth filled the quiet car.
Andy’s hand settled in her hair, not pushing, just resting there. His breathing got heavier.
Amanda pulled off just long enough to speak, voice already rough.
“You like this? Me on my knees in a parking garage for you?”
“Fuck ... yes.”
She took him deeper, until her nose pressed against him and she had to breathe through her nose. Spit slipped out the corner of her mouth and ran down his shaft. She didn’t wipe it away. She just kept going, faster now, the wet suction loud in the enclosed space. Every time she came up for air she stroked him with her hand, twisting slightly, before sinking back down.
A car door slammed somewhere on a lower level. Both of them froze for half a second. Then Amanda moaned around him and took him even deeper, like the risk itself turned her on. Andy’s hips twitched.
“I’m close,” he warned, voice tight.
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