Chapter 10

First Night — James

I barely stifle the moan that escapes my mouth. Everytime I think I've pulled back from the edge I just get yanked back to it again. Anna has my arm pinned between her tits. I can feel their soft firmness brushing up against my wrists like pillows. Just a few inches away from my fingers are two gloriously perfect titties. What might be even worse is that by pulling my arm up there she has squirmed her body so that my aching stiff cock is almost pressing up against her neck.

I pull and wiggle my hand just a little trying to free it without waking Anna up. She seems to be fairly well under by now. But the wiggling only serves to cause my hands to brush against those sweet mounds. I shake my head in frustration. I sit there for several seconds. I want to slide my hand over and cup a tit. I can just picture the feel of it under the palm of my hand. I can imagine teasing the nipple between my fingers. It would be so damn easy.

Almost unconsciously I find my fingers rubbing the skin between my daughter's breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. I realize that I'm trying to work up the nerve to take advantage of her sleeping to molest her.

- Anna

I can't take it anymore. I love the feel of his hand between my breasts, the pleasant weight of it. I think his breathing is different, somehow heavier, so erotic. I'm imagining it, of course, but the very fact that I imagine my dad is aroused by me, is pure insanity. I'm sick to think of him like this. To want him like this. His hand is probably getting numb, but the slight movement of his fingers is getting me aroused to the point of making a fool of myself. I have to put an end to this.

"Oh, dad, is the film over?" I ask, between fake yawns, looking at the credits rolling on the screen.

I'm rubbing my eyes just so that I give him room to remove his hand.

"Carry me to bed? Please, daddy, I'm so sleepy," I beg, incredibly ashamed of myself.

- James

I sigh with some relief. I might work up the nerve to touch Anna while she's asleep but with her awake I know I wouldn't do it. My mind flashes back to her calling out "Daddy" while in the tub earlier today but I push that away. "That's just one of those things," I tell myself.

Instead I smile down at her and say, "Sure baby, just like when you were a little girl."

I slide one hand under her legs and the other under her shoulders and push up easily lifting her light teen body in my arms. In the process of standing up from the couch I feel my cock brush against her hip but I don't think she will notice. I feel my cock tenting out again from shifting to standing from sitting but it's dark and no one will see. Besides the walk should help to diminish the hard on.