Mike felt his daughter tense under him. He opened his eyes as she hissed, "Someone's outside!”
It had grown dark while Mike and Kathy fucked in the camper. The little bulbs glowed yellow. Mike levered himself onto his elbows and whispered, "Put on a nightgown, honey." He slid his cock out of Kathy's tight-clenched pussy and reached for his pants.
Gravel crunched under the tires as the car outside stopped. Mike dressed rapidly and went outside. He gathered up the cooking gear and turned out the lantern.
Kathy was sitting up in her bunk with a sheet pulled over her lap. "What is it, Daddy?" she asked. She heard the door slide closed before he answered.
"It's just a couple of kids looking for a place to neck," Mike said. He brushed through the slit in the curtain with their unfinished plates in his hands.
Kathy patted the bunk beside her. Mike sat and handed his smiling daughter a plate. "I hope they have as nice a time as I did," she said. Kathy leaned against her father's shoulder.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Mike said. He put his arm around her. Kathy nodded. He kissed her quickly and added, "I don't think they'll be that lucky. I never had anybody as good as you." They ate in silence, touching one another gently all the while.
Mike set the plates down and began hanging his hammock. Kathy watched him sleepily for a few seconds, then realized what her father was doing.
"Oh, Daddy! I thought you would sleep next to me!" Her voice was plaintive.
Mike turned guiltily. "I really shouldn't, baby. I have to fly tomorrow, and it's going to be a very big day." He looked into her saddened face and stepped across to comfort her.
"Hey, honey, it's okay. I'll hold you until you go to sleep, all right?" Mike folded his arms around Kathy and hugged her.
She snuggled against his chest. "I don't want to sleep without you at all," she said, "not ever. I need you all the time, Daddy.”
Mike held her until she fell asleep. He suddenly realized he was dead tired, just as he took his neatly folded pajamas out of the cupboard. In the warmth of the truck, he decided to dispense with his modesty. He lay naked in the hammock, brooding about his daughter.
What the hell have I done? Kathy's a beautiful girl, but she's my daughter! How am I going to break this off without having my baby hate me?
And how in the world can I keep from fucking her* Kathy's fantastic in the sack. I haven't been able to keep anything away from her when she cries, just like tonight.
Damn my ass! She got jealous of Mary. I bet she wasn't just lying there naked when that character saw her. I didn't realize that kids her age got so hot. Maybe if I'd been more careful, kept her away from…
From what? and how would I? Shit, I guess it's natural far a girl who's growing up as fast as she is-and I'm the only person she's got.
But she sure is good.
Kathy woke up in the middle of the night. It wasn't her father's snoring that did it, but she felt warm and happy when she realized he was there. Kathy looked over. Just as she'd thought, he lay on his back in the hammock.
"I love you, Daddy. Thank you for making love with me tonight,” she whispered.
Kathy's eyes strained in the darkness. She couldn't quite make out what she thought she saw.
Is he naked? I better go find out. At least it's not too cold. This little shorty gown he gave me isn't much more than being naked, and I feel warm enough.
He sure is funny about this nightgown. I remember when he told me I was growing up and should have some slinky stuff to wear. He didn't even want to see me in it!
Of course, you can see right through it. Even in the dark like this, my nipples show. I wonder why something like this has panties with it. I never wear panties to bed.
Maybe it's just so somebody can take them off. That seems silly, but I like taking Daddy's pants off tonight.
He is naked! And his penis is hard again!
I really like the way it looks. I wonder if Daddy would wake up if I touched it? God, my pussy is getting all wet, just thinking about having it in there again!
Oooh! That must be Daddy's stuff leaking out of me! I thought it would just stay up inside my pussy. He must have shot it really deep, 'cause nothing came out while we ate.
Kathy touched her finger to the sticky mass that flowed onto her thigh. She looked around the interior of the truck and toweled some of the thick semen from her leg.
A wild surmise hit her. Kathy pulled her hair back out of her eyes. The blonde tresses were silvery in the dimness. She pulled her father's heavy tool box, across the floor, setting it just under the edge of the hammock.
Kathy touched her sleeping father's prick. The organ wasn't quite as ragingly hard as it had been when he'd slid it into her cunny, but it was stiff enough.
Mike stirred slightly in his slumber. Kathy froze. She half-expected him to wake, but he only moved his arm and resumed his snoring.
Kathy grasped his prick firmly. It throbbed and stiffened slightly in her hand. Satisfied that he was asleep, she stood on the toolbox. The twelve-year-olds pussyhair was damp. Her warm juices flowed as she judged the best way to carry out her plan.
She knew the hammock would swing if she leaned on it, possibly even dumping Mike out. Kathy carefully raised one leg. She braced her free hand against the side of the truck and swung her long thigh across Mike's supine form.
Kathy put her knee down on the sheet-covered netting of the hammock. She leaned forward and balanced herself on tiptoe. Almost falling, she had to let her father's cock go.
"Damn!" she breathed. The slender little blonde put her hand next to her father's head. She gradually shifted her weight until she could pull her foot up from the toolbox. The hammock tipped under her. She had one knee and the opposite hand bearing all her weight on the unstable sling.
Kathy shook with intense concentration. The netting moved under her like a tightrope. She drew in her leg and the hand that she'd braced against the wall.
Kathy breathed a sigh of relief. She finally rested on ail fours over her sleeping father. Her knees were planted on either side of his waist. She was afraid that the lacy edge of her sheer nighty had tickled against his belly, but it hung just above the hairy skin.
She rose slowly to her knees. Her shift made the hammock sink in the middle, but its wobbling stopped. She stole one hand down to Mike's cock again.
Kathy's pussy was hot and very wet. She spread the barely-furred lips with two fingers and settled down onto Mike's jutting shaft.
Mike stirred in his sleep. He dreamed again about the marvelous clinging heat of his daughter's cunny.
Kathy held her breath. She didn't want Mike to wake up until the whole head of his cock was inside her vagina. She held completely still when he said, "We can't, Kathy. We just can't do it any more.”
Mike was silent again. Kathy tried sliding down on the rigid pole, but her eager pussy wasn't quite wet enough. The little girl bit her lip.
Mike's cock bent a little. Kathy rotated her hips, trying to work the stiff cock into her cunny, but it wouldn't slip in.
The hammock was still unstable, even with her knees poking down into the fabric. "At least it isn't far to fall," Kathy whispered to herself.
The slim blonde rubbed her pussyslit back and forth on her father's broad cockehad. The blunt tip spread her cuntal dew along the smooth valley between the inner labia. Kathy's clitoris grew stiffer. She held the cockshaft up and pressed the wide knob against her pink nubbin.
Kathy liked the slick, slippery sensation almost as much as lovemaking. Her pulse accelerated. She quit worrying about falling out of the hammock.
Kathy hummed under her breath. Shivery feelings of delighted lewdness fluttered from her pussy to her brain. Her pussy felt as if a cascade of rich juices flowed in her vagina.
Kathy kept watching her father's face as she tried inserting the long saber again. He moved his lips from time to time, but his eyes didn't open. Kathy knew he was dreaming by the rolling motions of his eyeballs.
She was wet enough at last. Kathy pried at her labia, trying to stretch the intimate doorway open. The cockhead was halfway in, deliciously cleaving her cuntwalls, when Mike's eyes snapped open.
Kathy held her father's prick tight and jammed herself down onto it. "Aaahhhh," she gasped. The rapid penetration made her limbs spasm.
"Kathy! What the hell ate you doing?" Mike hissed: "You can't-WE can't!”
Kathy leaned forward. She let the delicate points of her nipples press against his chest. "Don't move," she whispered. "We'll fall out." She kissed Mike before he could say anything. Kathy flexed her legs and rolled her naked butt, slipping farther onto his ambushed prick.
When Kathy lay along Mike's torso, the middle of the hammock rose again. Without willing it, Mike found his cock propelled deeper into, his daughter's pussy. The walls were even hotter than the first time his cock had slid between them. Mike hummed his pleasure into his daughter's open mouth.
Kathy rose from his lips. She put her hands on his shoulders. Mike began to speak, but she shushed him with her palm.
"No, I won't stop, Daddy. I love it, and you haven't had hardly anybody at all since Mom died. You need this, too." She smiled at him.
"Don't you like having your daughter make love to you? You don't even have to move, Daddy. I want you to feel good, and rest there too." She took her hand away from his mouth.
"Oh, Kathy! This is no way to make me rest. I was dreaming about you, trying to figure out how to tell you that we can't do this." Mike looked up into his daughter's eyes. "Don't you understand, honey? It's not right." He felt miserable. He enjoyed the tight slipperiness of her youthful cunny.
"But you like this, Daddy. You know you do. I'm not going to stop. I won't ever tell anybody, and I won't get pregnant, so we don't have anything to worry about, you see?" Kathy pushed down until all of Mike's prick was stiffly poking into her belly. "I'd just die if we couldn't make love any more.”
Mike looked at her. His hips rolled involuntarily. A second cum built up in his rock-hard gland. Kathy was a lovely girl. His will power faded when her lower lip quivered. He let his face lose the concerned frown he'd worn since waking. Mike put his hands on Kathy's hips and pressed his pubic bone against her.
"Oh, thank you, Daddy!" Kathy moved her pelvis in a slow grind and his prick slid inside her like a spoon in a rich sauce. She smiled at him.
"Do you like it this way?" Kathy asked Mike. He nodded, "I bet you'd like to see me naked." She pulled the flimsy nightgown up over her head and tossed it away.
Mike's throat had a lump the size of a tennis ball. Tenderness and lust choked him. Kathy's perfect little breasts moved in circles as her pussy rotated around his cock.
He didn't even have to move. Every time Kathy shifted forward or back, the hammock moved his cock around in her pussy. Mike smiled at her and touched the joyous cones of her titties.
"I love it, honey. Will you come that way?" Mike asked. His heart was so full that tears rose in his eyes. Kathy's pretty face blurred.
"I will, Daddy, I will. I'm starting already," she panted. "Please keep touching my titties like that. It makes my pussy get hotter and hotter.”
Kathy quit rocking back and forth. She leaned against the hammock with her hands. Mike's ass rose with the knotted sling. The little girl bit her lip. Even in the dimness, a thin film of perspiration gleamed on her pale skin.
Mike fondled the little hillocks of her bosom. He thumbed the stiff, responsive nipples back and forth, hoping to make the heat in his daughter's pussy grow into unquenchable flame.
The hammock swayed from side to side, rocking with the tight circles Kathy's ass described. She ground at Mike's prick until she couldn't keep the steady rhythm. Her pussy drove her into short, sharp spasms. Kathy realized that she had to do more to draw the molten seed from Mike's balls.
Mike gasped with exquisite pleasure when Kathy rose to her knees and slid back down onto his cock. He put his hands on her smooth asscheeks and guided the strokes. Kathy met the hint so well that it was like she jacked her cunt along his prick.
Kathy's lubrication began to fail. Her pussy felt hotter, but not the pleasant heat of her ongoing orgasm. The tissues seemed to rub against Mike's prick instead of sliding lasciviously. Kathy gritted her teeth and kept urging, trying to milk the cum out of Mike's cock.
Mike felt the change in her pussy. He quit loafing. He had been lying back, enjoying the bounce of his daughter's titties and the sumptuous folds of her cunt. Now he tightened his ass and began helping her.
The prick stiffened. Kathy was whimpering with need, wanting to feel the wet explosion inside her pussy. She forced her cunt down against Mike's loins and felt his cockhead bump her womb again and again. She rode his pelvis as he thrust into the air.
Mike lifted his ass completely off the hammock. Kathy squealed with delight and fear. He knew the gut-busting explosion would swamp him in just a few seconds. Mike trembled.
Kathy was peaking. Her pussy had been clenching so wetly on Mike's prick for so long that the little girl felt weak. Her gasps were loud in the back of the truck. She panted in rhythm with the pounding of her father's prick.
Kathy bent over to kiss him. She stabbed her tongue into his mouth. The wet thrusts of her slippery organ begged Mike to cum. She sucked frantically at Mike's mouth. She panted and broke the furious, lip-mashing kiss.
"Please cum, Daddy, cum with me. I need to feel it! Oh, God, please!”
Mike grunted. The blazing chill seemed to be fading in his crotch. He sunk his clawlike fingers into the springy flesh of Kathy's ass. Random, disconnected thoughts flashed in his mind.
"There's nothing as nice as your pussy, honey," he grunted. "I love it, absolutely love it. Just a little longer," Mike pleaded.
Mike reached back to his youth. He remembered a twist that had baffled him. He told himself, You can go on all night!
Mike tried to hold off. He clamped down until he thought his balls would burst. His will power strained, striving to postpone his climax.
Everything snapped at once. Mike flooded Kathy's pussy with jets of cream. She collapsed on him, quivering like jelly. Her orgasm increased tenfold when she felt her father spewing his seed deep in her belly.
Kathy was astounded by her body's reaction. She'd thought that she "was tiring, far past the peak of her long-sustained cum. Her mind reeled as the shocking contractions ripped through her. All she knew was heat and sweat and the pumping cock wedged deep in her cunt.
Mike felt his balls drain completely, but the sensation of cumming went on and on. Kathy's slender torso wilted down onto him and his fingers slowly relaxed on her ass. Tiny shudders passed through them both. Long silky strands of hair drifted over his face.
Neither of them moved until morning.