Chapter 11

First Night — Anna

He lies down next to me and allows my head on his chest. If I fall asleep for real now, he wouldn't dare leave for fear of waking me. I can't imagine being able to fall asleep in this state of excitement, but just in case I do, I put an arm across his waist and I intertwine one leg with his. I don't dare to bend it enough to reach his groin, but I can't help wondering what it would feel like to rub my thigh between his. Maybe get him a little aroused by the simple physical contact between his cock and my leg.

"I love you so much, daddy," I whisper, tracing small circles with my fingertips over his chest.

I startle when my fingers pass over a hardened nipple. It's nothing special, I'm sure. Men have nipples too and it doesn't have to mean anything. Even if that's the truth, I'm still moving my head a little, trying to find the other nipple, and maybe get it to harden while I rub my cheekbone over it. When I do feel it, I have to make a huge effort not to put my mouth on it, suck and lick at it through the T-shirt. He might hate it. He might think it's gross no matter who does it, but even worse if it's his own daughter doing it.

With a sigh, I clutch his T-shirt in my hand, thrilled to feel my nails reach through the fabric, grazing his skin. I wait for him to push me away, wait for him to tell me again to go sleep, wait for him to stand up and go to his own bed.

- James

I lay there silently wondering if Anna has any clue as to what she is doing to me. Her fingers slide over my nipple and it is hard, hard like my cock. She flicks back to it. Does she know that men's nipples get hard when we are sexually excited? Oh god, her face is rubbing softly on my chest. I feel her leg resting on mine only inches away again from my cock, the stiff erect member blaring out for anyone who touches it or sees it what nasty thoughts and desires I have for my own daughter. If I were alone it would be one thing to just reach down and stroke myself off. Laying in Anna's bed I think back to the last time I lay here. Holding a pair of her panties up to my nose while stroking my cock with another pair. And now here I am lying in the bed with her.

I try to shift a little to tilt my cock away from her body more. But her leg and arm are positioned so that moving would be sure to wake her up completely. She's not asleep anymore, otherwise her hand wouldn't be stroking my chest but she has to be close to falling asleep again doesn't she?

I lie quietly and close my eyes. Perhaps she'll go to sleep soon. I breathe regularly and deeply On the one hand I'm hoping she'll think that I'm sleeping now and she'll stop. On the other hand I don't want her to stop I want her hand to wander lower to feel her fingers wrapped around the shaft of my cock. "Stop it." I think to myself in my head. Am I talking to her or to myself?

- Anna

His breathing sounds calm now. Is he falling asleep? I want for him to fall asleep in my bed too much to allow it to happen.

"Dad," I whisper, shaking him a little bit by the T-shirt I'm still clutching. "You should go to bed," I go on hating myself for wanting him so badly to stay.

I reach toward his cheek, for a nice kiss good night. My breast crushes into his body, and I miss my mark enough to get a corner of his mouth as well as his cheek. This is accidental. Sliding my mouth further over his lips is not. I manage to stop at brushing my lips over his, but it's nothing like any other father/daughter kiss on the mouth I've ever seen. For one thing, I'm dying to open my mouth and snake my tongue around his.

First Night- James

Rather than drifting off my laying still seems to make Anna more awake. She shakes me and tells me to go to bed. I hope that the light is dim enough that she won't notice the hard on in my shorts when I stand up. She pulls my head toward her. I know she is going for my cheek but in a last second twitch I turn my head just a bit and feel her lips brushing against mine. It's only a half a kiss at first but then she turns it into a full peck although not a deep kiss. I want to put my hand behind her head and pull her mouth back to give her a real kiss this time, not a father-daughter kiss. Instead I quickly pull away and stand up. While my back is to her I adjust my hard on and pull the robe closed to conceal it. "You have a good night dear," I force myself to say as casually as possible.