The sun hung low in the sky as the old Ford truck bounced along the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust in its wake. Behind the wheel sat a grizzled man in his late forties, his weathered face etched with lines from years spent outdoors.
In the passenger seat, his daughter bounced and jiggled, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out of her tight, low-cut tank top with every bump in the road. At eighteen, Lily had blossomed into a stunning young woman, with curves that drew the eyes of every man and boy she passed.
But her father, Tom, couldn’t help but worry about the way she dressed, especially when they were headed into the wilderness for a camping trip. The tiny denim shorts she wore left little to the imagination, and the way the wind whipped through her long blonde hair only added to her alluring appearance.
As they pulled into the campsite, Tom sighed and shook his head.
“What’s wrong dad,” Lily said folding her arms which pushed her chest upwards.
Tom glanced over at his daughter, his eyes lingering on the swell of her breasts before he quickly looked away. “Lily, sweetheart, I’m just worried about you. Those clothes… they’re not exactly appropriate for camping.”
Lily rolled her eyes and reached for her backpack. “Dad, please. I’m not a kid anymore. I can dress how I want.” She hopped out of the truck, her shorts riding up even higher on her thighs. Tom watched as she bent over to grab her sleeping bag, her round bottom on full display. He felt a twinge of something he didn’t want to acknowledge and quickly looked away.
“Just… just be careful, okay?” he said gruffly, grabbing his own gear from the back of the truck.
Lily smirked at him over her shoulder. “Careful of what, Dad? The bears?Or the boys? Or you? I don’t want to get your little old willy overworked.”
Tom’s face flushed at Lily’s teasing words, a mix of embarrassment and anger surging through him. He clenched his jaw and turned away, busying himself with setting up their tent. “Very funny, Lily,” he muttered under his breath.
As he worked, he couldn’t help but steal glances at his daughter. She was unpacking her things, her movements graceful and fluid.
“Dad where is the other sleeping bag,” Lily said with her hands on her hips.
“It’s over… oh, there is just one,” Tom said scratching his head.
Lily’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean, there’s only one? We can’t both fit in that tiny thing.”She walked over to the sleeping bag, picked it up and examined it. “This is a one-person bag, Dad. We can’t share this. Unless you spoon me. That is the only way we both fit.”
Tom felt a lump form in his throat at Lily’s words. The idea of spooning his grown daughter, of feeling her warm body pressed against his, sent a shiver down his spine. He tried to push the thought away, but it lingered in his mind, taunting him.
“I…I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he stammered, his face growing warm.
“Dad, it’s just for the weekend. It isn’t like you’re going to start boning me is it,” She folded her arms again pushing her boobs up.
“I…I guess we could make it work,” he said slowly, his voice barely audible. “Just for the night.” Lily’s face lit up with a mischievous grin.
“Awesome! I knew you’d come around, Dad.” She tossed the sleeping bag back onto the ground and started unpacking her clothes.
Later that night Tom accidentally entered the tent as she was getting changed. He got a glimpse of her boobs as she put her nightie on. She only wore red lace panties and a purple silk short nightie.
“Dad!” Lily exclaimed, quickly crossing her arms over her chest. “Knock much?”
Tom blinked, his face flushing a deep red. “I-I’msorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to…I thought you were already changed.”
“Haha it is ok Dad, you wouldn’t have seen much my body is awful,” Lily said getting into the sleeping bag. “I hope you’re not wearing your clothes for bed Dad.
“Well, I normally sleep in just my briefs at home but…” Tom didn’t get a chance to finish as Lily butted in.
“Come on Dad, it’s just us. No need to be shy. Besides, it’s hot in here.” Lily patted the sleeping bag invitingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Ok,” Tom agreed as he undid his jeans and took them off with his shirt. She got on her side facing away from him.
Lily looked over her shoulder and saw him standing there in his little briefs with a bulge on him. “You getting in or what Dad.”
With a shaking hand, he climbed into the sleeping bag behind Lily, trying to ignore the way her soft curves pressed against him. He lay stiffly, his breath coming in short gasps, as he struggled to control his growing arousal.
Lily shifted slightly, her bottom brushing against the bulge in his underwear. Tom sucked in a sharp breath, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. Lily froze, then slowly looked back at him over her shoulder.
“Dad?” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.”Is…is that what I think it is? A… against my bum.”
Tom’s heart raced as he felt Lily’s eyes on him, her words hanging heavy in the air between them. He knew he should deny it, should push her away and apologize profusely. But the warmth of her body against his, the softness of her curves, the intoxicating scent of her perfume… it was all too much. It continued to throb against her ass cheeks.
“I…I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he stammered, his voice hoarse with desire. “I don’t know what’s come over me. I never meant for this to happen.”
“Dad, it’s okay,” she whispered, as she looked over her shoulder at him. “I’m not a little girl anymore. I understand these things. You sure you be comfy up this close to me.”
Tom’s heart pounded in his chest as he stared into Lily’s eyes, searching for any sign of disgust or judgment. But all he saw was understanding and…something else. Something that made his blood run hot. “I…I’m not sure I can be,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Being this close to you, feeling your body against mine…it’s doing things to me, Lily. Things I shouldn’t be feeling for my own daughter.”
Lily’s gaze softened and she reached back to gently touch his cheek. “Dad, it’s okay. I’m not going to judge you. We’re both adults here. And I…I think I understand what you’re going through.”
She turned back around, pressing her bottom more firmly against his throbbing erection. “Just…just try to relax, okay? We can pretend it’s not happening if that makes it easier.”
He rested his hand around her hip and rested it on her belly. “Sorry honey, I am just finding somewhere to put my arms in this tight space.”
She slowly pushed her ass back and rolled it. “Sorry Dad, I was trying to get comfy. You ok you feel you know pent up and uncomfortable.”
“It’s…it’s not you, sweetheart,” he managed to say, his voice strained. “I’m just…I’m having a hard time controlling myself right now.”
“haha dad,” Lily chuckled. “Honest, Mom made out to me you couldn’t… you know get it up no more. But it is now.”
“Wait… Your Mom…she told you that?” he asked, his voice barely audible. His hand tightened slightly on her hip, his thumb brushing back and forth over the soft fabric of her nightie.
Lily nodded, shifting again in the sleeping bag and causing her bottom to grind against him once more.
“Yeah, she said you hadn’t been able to…perform for years. That’s why she started seeing other men. So do you remember what to do with it?”
“I…I remember,” he said hoarsely, his hand sliding up from her hip to rest just below her breast. “May have been years since I last you know. But I was good at it back in the day. I really shouldn’t be talking like this with you.”
“Did you have spooning, Mom, and things got carried away?” Lily asked, her voice a mix of dare and invitation as she reached down, her fingers brushing against his, guiding his hand to cup her breast.
Tom hesitated, his heart hammering in his chest. “Plenty of times, sweetie,” he admitted, his voice a low rumble. “I’m tempted to do the same to you.” The words hung in the air, thick with unspoken desire.
Lily shifted, her back still to him. She reached under her short nightie, the silk rustling softly, and dragged her panties down to her thighs. “There you go, Dad,” she purred, her voice laced with a seductive edge. “Put it in and enjoy.”
He was stunned, the audacity of her words sending a jolt through him. But hesitation was fleeting, desire overwhelming. Tom slid his briefs down, his cock springing free, heavy and hard. He reached for her, his hand trembling slightly as he guided himself beneath her ass, positioning the head of his cock against her wet lips.
“Easy, Dad,” she breathed, her voice husky. “I want to feel you stretch me open.”
He pressed forward, the head of his cock sliding into her, slow and deliberate. She gasped, her muscles clenching around him. “Oh, fuck, Dad,” she moaned, the sound sending a shiver down his spine.
He began to thrust, slow at first, savoring the sensation of her tight heat surrounding him. “Does that feel good, Lily? Tell me how you want it,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust.
“Harder, Daddy,” she whimpered, her hips rocking back to meet his thrusts. “I want to feel you deep inside me. Make me scream.”
His pace quickened, his hips slamming against her ass, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the small space of the tent. “Screaming is good,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place as he drove into her. Her ass slapped against him with each thrust. “Scream for me, Lily.”
“Ugh…yes…fuck,” she moaned loudly, loud enough that anyone nearby would definitely hear it. “Oh god…fuck me daddy harder!”
Lily bucked against him, her fingers digging into sleeping bag. Her breath hitched. “Yes…right there, don’t stop, fuck me like you hate me daddy!”
He pounded into her, his cock ramming against her cervix with each thrust. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, Lily,” he promised, his voice a growl. “You’re gonna be begging for more.”
“I am, Daddy, please don’t stop. I need it now!”
“Fuck yes Lily. Imma fill you so much!” with each thrust the squelching got louder and he went harder and harder.
She whimpered as his cock pressed against her cervix, her body shaking with each powerful thrust and felt him pulsating inside her, filling her with his seed.
“I’m cumming Lily…Cumming deep baby…”
Tom collapsed against her. His heart raced, and sweat poured down his forehead. He pulled out slowly, his cock covered in her juices and semen, a thin trail connecting them for a split second before breaking. He groaned and collapsed.
Lily let out a breath and with a half smile shifted towards him and pulled he panties up,
“Goodnight Dad”
Tom knew in that moment that everything had changed.