Wild Sex Tales(Erotica)

The awkwardness didn’t last long. We went down to the pool and splashed around, and Sasha didn’t seem uncomfortable at all. In fact, she was very affectionate, play wrestling with me and giving me plenty of hugs in the water. It was a good afternoon.

But after an hour or so in the water, and another hour of laying out in the sun to tan and dry off, we were ready to head back in.

Back in the room I tossed my towel onto the floor in the corner and flopped down on the bed. Between the days drive and the sun outside I was pretty beat, but in a pleasant, lazy way.

Sasha flopped her bikini clad body down on top on my chest and hugged me tight. I wasn’t wearing a shirt and the closeness felt wonderful. My cock, which had been cooperative while we were in the water, started to come to life again.

I was about to move Sasha off me and go get dressed for dinner when she leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. A soft kiss that lingered for a couple of seconds. She looked into my eyes after and smiled.

“Thanks for stopping early, Daddy. That was a lot of fun.”

“No problem, baby.”

We held each other’s gaze for a moment, then I pulled her back down to me so we could kiss again. The kiss lasted even longer this time, and was at the absolute edge of anything that could be called father – daughter appropriate. My cock was thick now, and trapped against my leg again. Sasha shifted her own leg around and brushed up against it.

I was hoping she wouldn’t feel it, but she did. Her eyes flicked down to my dick and then back up to mine.

“It does that a lot.” She said in a quiet voice.

“Today I guess it does.” I said. “Sorry.” I added a few seconds later.

“No, it’s okay. It’s normal right?”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Sort of.”

“Is it hard because of me?”

“Sasha, I… yeah I guess it is.” Sasha was staring at my dick now, and her hand reached down and brushed it through my shorts. It was a light touch, and pretty quick, but my cock turned to steel.

“Really?” She said, looking back up at me, her eyes wide and dark. She kissed my lips again, taking my bottom lip in between hers for just a second.

I thought about stopping the whole thing. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt my daughter. But then, she wasn’t exactly resisting what was going on. I told myself we were near the edge but not over it, and that the strange mood both of us seemed to be in would probably keep us where we were for a few pleasant minutes, and then we’d separate before it went too far and things would go on as normal. I think I even told myself the experience would probably be good for us and bring us closer. It’s amazing sometimes how well my dick can talk me into shit.

“You’re just really sexy, angel.” I said, placing my palm against my daughter’s face. She pressed her cheek into my hand, and I let my hand slide along it, and then down her neck and over the slope of her left breast, squeezing it gently before sliding my hand over to her arm and down to her elbow.

Sasha kissed me again, harder this time. Our mouths parted as our lips met, though our tongues stayed hidden. Still, it was nothing like a father’s kiss, and we made out like that for around half a minute.

Sasha sat up, straddling one of my legs. Her left hand came down to rub my hard cock through my shorts.

“You really think I’m sexy? I never thought you did. I mean, I always thought you were, but I guess I just thought I’d seem like a little girl to you.”

“You’re my little girl. Maybe… maybe we shouldn’t do this.”

Sasha gripped my cock again, and then released it so she could kiss me some more. This time our tongues tangled together and I held her to me by the back of her neck.

She sat back up, cupping her own breasts. “Do… do you want to see them, Daddy?”

“Yes.” I said.

Sasha reached behind her and undid her top, and then slowly let it drop to the side. Her breasts were a perfectly rounded C cup, her nipples small and hard. She took hold of my right hand and pressed it to her tit.

“Does it feel okay, Daddy? I always think they’re too hard.”

“No, baby. They’re firm. Just the way they’re supposed to be.”

“I like the way your hand feels on them. When we’re in the car for a long time like today, all I can think about is sex.”

“I know. I’m the same way. It started when I was about your age.”

“Really? Here, touch the other one, too. Mmm… that feels so nice.”

“Baby we really shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Mmm… It’s okay, Daddy, we won’t let it go too far.”

“Okay.” I said, knowing we already had.

“Who do you think about?” Sasha asked.

“I don’t know. No one in particular I guess. I just imagine the feeling of it, and I picture a naked woman. Not her face but her tits and…”

“Her pussy?”

“Yeah. Her pussy. I imagine it sliding down onto my cock.”

“God, that’s so hot. That’s exactly the kind of thing I think about.”

“Have you… had sex before?”

“No, but I have a dildo I got from a place online. I… fuck myself with it a lot. So I’m not a virgin. Not really.”

“You’re still a virgin, honey. But I know what you mean.”

Sasha ground her crotch against my bare leg. She was soaked. I could feel her juices right through her bottoms.

“God, can you feel how wet you’ve made me?”

“Yes, baby. It’s hot as hell.”

“Can I show you my pussy, daddy?”

“Yes. Please, yes.”

Sasha rolled onto her back and looked into my eyes as she lifted her hips and slid her bottoms off, showing me her gloriously naked body. Her pussy was perfectly shaped, and shaved bare. Her labia were swollen and glistening with her fluids. I reached down and rubbed her clit, making her twist and moan on the bed.

“Yes. Yes, Daddy. Put your fingers in me.”

I was still in shock this was happening. My daughter was such a wiling and eager lover. I wondered how many times she’d fantasized about this moment. I wondered what I’d been missing out on.

Images of my wife flashed through my head for an instant, but nothing more. I’d never cheated on her before now, but somehow this was different. Something too special to be shared with anyone else. A moment of incredible intimacy that superseded any type of socially approved relationship.

I slid my index finger into my baby’s pussy, and she moaned and arched her back, driving my finger all the way into her. I pulled it out, and then pushed two fingers back in.

We were like that for some minutes. Me on my knees, watching in amazement as my fingers slid in and out of my little girl. I could have finger fucked her like that forever, but she had other ideas.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby.”

“We can’t fuck, okay? I don’t think its a good idea.”

“Yeah. Yeah, okay. You’re right, it wouldn’t be.”

“I need to cum though, and I know you do, too. Would it be okay if maybe you licked my pussy and then I let you have my mouth? I’ll swallow for you and all that. I just need you to make me cum, okay?”