At last Herb had gotten to sleep, but it wasn't fated to last very long. He awoke groggily to find someone trying to crawl into bed with him.
"Hmmmmm?" he muttered.
"Daddy, move over!" came Cindy's small voice. "I'm scared!"
Herb moaned and tried to make room for her on the narrow cot. Cindy snuggled up close to him. "Scared?" he muttered. "Of what?"
"All those noises out there," said Cindy solemnly, "the animals and birds and things. And besides, Mom and Rick aren't here, and the tent seems so empty."
Herb began to feel more alert. "What? Where did they go?"
"I don't know," said Cindy. "Mom got up to take a walk, and Rick followed her."
Herb thought this over and decided it was all right. Betty was obviously having insomnia, and perhaps the boy had just gone to check on her safety or to keep her company. "Okay," he said. "I'm going back to sleep."
"Good night, Daddy," Cindy said sweetly.
He turned his back on her and began to drift off again. But Cindy didn't make it easy for him. Presently she snuggled up to him, spoon-fashion, her arms around his waist and her belly pressing his buttocks. Herb customarily slept naked, and so he could feel the soft contours of her body through her thin nightgown. He thanked God he was too sleepy to be aroused by the contact. But then she started caressing his chest, as if fascinated by its thick hairy matting.
"Cindy, honey," he said wearily, "I'm trying to sleep. Lie still, okay?"
"Oh, sorry, Daddy," she answered meekly. Her hands went still on his chest.
He did sleep then, for about a minute. He was soundly asleep, and he began to have a delicious erotic dream in which beautiful young girls pursued him, refused to leave him alone until he'd made love to them. One of them in particular couldn't keep her hands off him.
Herb awoke to find Cindy playing with his cock.
She was lying as still as she could, under the circumstances, still snuggled up to him, her hands groping around blindly as she explored his body. She had found his penis and curled the fingers of one hand around it, holding it securely, while with the other hand she industriously worked back the slippery wrinkled foreskin to expose his sensitive glans. She trailed her fingertip all around the raw head of his cock, sending shivers of sensual feeling through his pelvis.
For a while Herb lay still, pretending to sleep, while he debated what to do. At first he'd simply been annoyed at being bothered, but as he lay there, he became conscious of how nice it felt to have his prick gently petted. He admitted to himself that he wanted it to go on and on. But of he course he would have to speak up and make her stop. This could only lead to mischief, and his conscience was bothering him enough already in regard to his pretty teenage daughter. But, Jesus, it felt good.
Just as Herb was about to speak, the inevitable happened: his prick went erect and rigid in her hand. "Oooooooo!" Cindy exclaimed softly, admiringly. She gripped the thickened organ even tighter, running her hand up and down the stiff shaft, feeling its impressive girth and hardness.
"Cindy!" moaned Herb. "Stop it, damn it!"
"Oh, Daddy," she said innocently, "I just had to touch it again. It's so big!" She had almost added, "Much bigger than Rick's," but caught herself in time.
Cindy sensed her parents wouldn't be too pleased if they found out how she and Rick had spent the day. The funny thing was, even though she and her brother had spent nearly the whole day making love, she still wanted to do it. When the disturbance had happened – her mother getting up, Senator trying to wake Daddy and Rick – Cindy had been wakened, too, and she found she couldn't go back to sleep because her pussy was aching for more action. She was glad when Rick left the tent, because then she could be alone with Daddy. Of course Daddy wasn't exactly co-operative – she hadn't expected him to be – but now that she'd gotten his peter hard, she felt fairly confident about persuading him to attend to her needs.
"Yes, honey," her father was saying, "but I want to sleep now. You lie still or else go back to your own bed."
Cindy wasn't discouraged. Even as he said this, she felt his big tool surge and twitch in her hands.
She shivered with excitement. It had been great fun fucking Rick all day, but now she was ready for some more adult kind of pleasure. More than anything, she wanted to know how it felt to do it with a grown man, how Daddy's seemingly enormous cock would feel inside her. She had the feeling that Daddy would like to find out, too. But of course he had his silly adult hangups. She would have to trick him into it.
"All right, Daddy," she said meekly, "I'll lie still. But please let me go on holding you."
Herb sighed deeply. If she went on holding him like that, he'd never get to sleep! But as always with Cindy, his heart softened. He could never be harsh with his pretty little daughter.
"Okay, baby, but don't squirm," he said.
Herb settled down and tried his best to drift off again, but it was no use. He couldn't get his mind off Cindy's hot little hands curled around his stiff, needy cock. For a long time she kept her promise, lying perfectly still and no longer petting him. She even took one hand away, and he began to hope she was tired of the game and would go to sleep. Then he felt her pulling up her nightgown. The fluff of her little snatch rubbed enticingly against his bare ass. She pulled the gown up farther, and he felt her tiny firm tits tickling his back. He thought of her slim, eager young body, and he became violently horny, his cock throbbing in her hand. Damn, damn it all!
But he didn't give her any encouragement. He pretended to sleep, hoping she'd get bored and leave him alone.
No luck. Having slipped out of her nightgown, Cindy, beginning to breathe excitedly, pressed her nubile little body against him, rubbing insistently, and again her mischievous little fingers played with the sensitive raw flesh of his glans. Her silky snatch caressed his buttocks, and her other hand slipped between his legs from behind, rimming his anus and tickling his swelling balls.
"Goddamn it, Cindy!" he grumbled. "Let's stop playing games! I want to sleep and I want you back in your own bed!"
Her response was to wriggle her finger wickedly into his asshole. Herb gasped as she pushed it all the way and began to pump. His testicles seemed to swell up to the bursting point. His cock strained its thin sheath of skin, and for one wild moment he had the impulse to roll over on her and ram his meat into her, ending both their frustration. But that was insane. She was only fifteen, a virgin, and his daughter.
"Cindy," he said and sighed, "we don't seem to be communicating very well. I've made it clear that I want to sleep, but you aren't listening. What is it you want? Why are you behaving like this?"
"Ohhhh, Daddy!" she said. "I just feel so hot, so – so horny!" Herb winced at hearing that word from his little girl. These modern kids! Was there anything they didn't know? "Play with me like you did yesterday, Daddy," she went on coaxingly. "Then maybe I could go to sleep."
Of course, if she really was horny, that was the only thing to do. From his own experience, Herb knew that unbearable lust could keep you awake, and that only its relief would allow you to sleep. He'd spent many restless nights suffering from that very complaint, and always he'd had to jack off in the john. Yes, he could understand Cindy's predicament very well. He hesitated to take up where they'd left off – he'd have to maintain rigid control over his own impulses, make sure he didn't go too far with her – but if it was the only way to get this terrible temptation out of his bed, then he'd better do it.
"Oh, all right, Cindy," he said.
In the darkness Cindy grinned triumphantly to herself. Daddy turned to face her in bed, and she lay there submissively while he spread her legs and placed his lips gently in the tiny curls of her fur patch. His hot breath made her excited. With his lips he spread the furry folds of her labia and uncovered her tiny eager clit. His tongue flicked the little bud, and Cindy squealed her pleasure.
"Ooooo! Yes, Daddy, do that!"
She threw her legs up over his shoulders, and he cupped her tiny ass cheeks to hold her firmly in place. Cindy gurgled with delight as his mouth pressed hungrily down on her twitching little bud, sucking it noisily, circling it with his wet tongue. Daddy was so much better at this than Rick! Of course, Daddy had had a lot more practice. For a second she thought enviously of her mother. It just didn't seem fair that Betty should hog Daddy all to herself, while Cindy spent restless nights aching with need. Yet somehow she couldn't imagine Daddy doing all these delightful things with Mom, at least not with his present enthusiasm. He and Mom just didn't act that warmly toward each other. It bothered Cindy, that coldness between them, and she often wished they'd be nicer to each other. But on the other hand, if Daddy wasn't making it with Mom, it was all to Cindy's advantage. He had to have somebody.
Now his slick tongue snaked deliciously through the pink folds of her tiny labia, then tickled mischievously around the mouth of her cunt. Cindy whined and jammed her pussy against his face, mutely indicating her desire to be penetrated. Herb obediently slipped his tongue a little way into her vagina, then stopped, puzzled. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but her little cunt seemed wider than it had yesterday. Her hymen offered no resistance to his invading tongue, which slipped in quite easily. How could that be? Maybe she was just more lusty, more eager. Or perhaps she had been driven to masturbate – he supposed that happened with a lot of girls. Still it seemed odd that such a noticeable change could take place in just one day.
Herb pushed his stiff tongue deeper into Cindy's narrow creamy hole, and the little girl whined excitedly and wrapped her legs around his neck, urging him to even more penetration. He found no resistance at all and was able to extend his tongue inside her all the way to its roots. She creamed heavily around him, almost smothering him with her clenched thighs and aggressively jerking pussy. Poor little thing, he thought, she really needs it! He began to work his tongue stiffly in and out of her bubbling, steamy little cunt, imitating the action of a penis, and Cindy wailed her pleasure. He reached up and cupped her tiny wiggling tits, squeezing them rhythmically as he tongue-fucked her, and her cream seemed to bubble out like hot lava, drenching his face.
"Ooooo!" she crooned. "Eeeeeeee!"
As his stiff tongue did its work in her clinging cunt, he rubbed his nose against her frantically twitching little clit. It was all too much for the eager girl. With a shrill cry, Cindy threw her slim legs apart, taking his probing tongue in as deeply as she could, and her immature body began to writhe and rock with orgasm.
"Ooooo, Daddy, so good, so good!" she squealed.
He continued to tongue her till she finished cumming, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. It was over, she would leave him alone now. He was so horny he could have screamed, but at least he wouldn't be tempted any longer to commit an unnatural act with his own child. He rolled away from the panting girl and waited for her to fall asleep like the healthy young animal she was.
But he reckoned without Cindy's incredible appetite for sex. Even as she writhed and panted with the last shocks of orgasm, desire built up anew in her pussy. The night was far from over, according to Cindy's way of thinking. This was just the beginning, a short subject before the main feature. She had crawled into Herb's bed with the distinct intention of getting him to fuck her, and until she achieved that goal she wasn't going to quit.
She leaned over him, kissed him, and said, "That was beautiful, Daddy, I just loved it! Now let me do something nice for you."
"Honey…" Gently pushing her away, Herb moved to his own side of the cot and said firmly, "That's enough for tonight. We've got to get some sleep."
"Oh, no, Daddy!" she protested. "It wouldn't be fair if I didn't make you cum, too! I want to do my part!"
She seized his erect burning cock and began to pump it. Herb snorted with sudden pleasure. Hell, he thought, why not? If she just jacked him off, that was no big deal, and he certainly needed it! "Okay, sweetheart," he said gratefully.
Again Cindy smirked to herself in the darkness. She was wearing him down, and if she got him hot enough, he'd have no resistance left. He'd be unable to refuse her ultimate demand. But she intended to play it cool, not to alarm him by coming right out and asking him to fuck her. She knelt beside him and industriously pumped his big penis, stopping now and then to dip her head and lap up the abundant cream that dribbled from his swollen glans. She could barely contain her excitement. In the dim light of the tent she could see the enormous white bulk of his cock, the incredibly thick purple head, and she longed to get it inside her. She felt the bloated shaft throbbing in her hand, and her excited pussy creamed hotly. But it still wasn't time to make her move. She had to get him more excited.
Cindy bent low over his swollen dick and nibbled the creaming glans with her little white teeth. Herb wailed his pleasure. She worked her slick little tongue tip under the loose foreskin and swished it all around the feverishly hot flesh of his glans. Herb whined, and his cock spat a great glob of cream which Cindy eagerly lapped up. Then she fastened her lips around the swollen purple nut and sucked it vigorously into her juicy mouth.
"Ohhhhh, honey, awwww!" wailed Herb.
Cindy sucked him noisily and swiftly, at the same time tickling his balls and anus. She jammed her little finger stiffly into his asshole, and Herb almost shot off the cot in his excitement. The delicious, hot, juicy sucking continued, and he found himself arching his body and straining for climax. He dug his stiff meat into her slick throat, he was on the very verge of cumming, and his breath came in ragged gasps.
With lightning speed, Cindy released his cock from her mouth, straddled him, and plunged her hotly creaming little cunt right down on his rigid dick.
"Cindy!" he yelped.
In the faint moonlight he saw the gleeful look on her pert little face as she slid down his slick pole. By the time he recovered from his shock, it was too late, she had succeeded in impaling herself all the way on his stiff-standing cock.
"Oooooo!!" she squealed.
Cindy's eyes rolled feverishly in her head as she felt her father's enormous long penis entering eager little cunt. It was even bigger and harder than she'd thought, and for a moment she was actually afraid. Its incredible thickness stretched her inexperienced vagina almost to bursting, and it was so long that it butted her womb. Her cunt was thoroughly stuffed, her belly so full she could hardly breathe.
But she didn't tear, she didn't feel pain, only a wonderful, ecstatic sensation of being well stuffed with cock. Rick's skinny, swift prick had been lots of fun, but she knew now that she'd been missing something, the real fullness of penetration which comes only from the adult penis. Blissfully she began to move up and down on the rigid pole, her cunt creaming steadily and providing all the slick lubrication she needed.
He gawked at her. He couldn't understand how, if she was a virgin, she could be enjoying herself so much. His cock was far too large for her, he felt – either that, or he just couldn't believe a cunt could be so tiny and snug. But Cindy showed no sign of pain. Her little tits swelled up tight with arousal, her pussy juiced like a fountain, and she worked herself greedily up and down on him as if starved for friction.
"Honey," he said, "aren't I hurting you?"
"Ohhhh, no, Daddy!" she said. "It feels great! I just love it! Don't make me stop!"
Herb giggled insanely. It was an absurd, unbelievable situation, a beautiful young girl fucking him deliriously and begging him not to stop her! My God, it was all his erotic fantasies come true! He couldn't resist playing the scene to the end. After all, the real damage been done, he was already in her, and it seemed silly to quit at this point. He had to have her! With a snarl of lust, he reached for the crooning girl and drew her down on his sweating body, clutching her possessively. He seized her quivering little ass and hugged it fiercely against him, forcing his cock deeply into her. He began to fuck her, slowly, deeply, his brain spinning with pleasure as he worked in her wonderfully tight slick sheath.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy, Daddy!" Cindy moaned hoarsely. "I love it, I love it, please fuck me, Daddy, do it even harder!"
Herb speeded up the tempo and force of his thrusts, and Cindy writhed blissfully on top of him, digging her fingers into his shoulders. His hugely thick cock forced out her juices with a loud, obscene squishing noise which only excited father and daughter even more. Herb whined and gasped steadily as he enjoyed his first decent fuck in years, and Cindy squealed and howled her delight as she received a cock long and thick enough to satisfy her precocious needs.
With such excitement, it didn't take them long to cum. Cindy's slim body suddenly went rigid, and she screeched her intense pleasure. Herb jerked his hips like a pile driver, ramming her mercilessly, and his cum flooded out, filling her tiny cunt. She couldn't take it all, and the hot liquid streamed out to wet the cot beneath them.
"Ohhhh, Daddy, Daddy!" she blissfully sobbed, quaking in his arms as they came. Then she collapsed, exhausted and happy, snug in his arms.
With the dissipation of his mindless lust, the horrible realization came to Herb that he had just fucked his own fifteen-year-old daughter.