AUTHOR: Al X
TITLE: Fake Daddy (1) - Hiking with "Daddy"
CONTENTS: MF VOYEUR MAST
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The Erotica of Al X
FAKE DADDY - EPISODE 1
"HIKING WITH DADDY"
(MF VOYEUR MAST)
Copyright (c) 2009 by Al X
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Summary: A couple engage Al in incest role playing. While
hiking the "daughter" tries to turn on her "daddy"
and she succeeds!
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"Hiking With Daddy"
by Al X
According to their Craigslist post Jen and Mark were a "young
bi couple" looking to explore some taboo incest role-playing
with an older 'Daddy' type. Hmmm, it sounded like something this
older 'Daddy' would enjoy.
After swapping e-mails and having two phone calls, we arranged
to meet for drinks. We sat in a back booth of a quiet bar. They
were a cute couple - attractive, decent bodies and good personalities.
We hit it off instantly, and were soon sharing laughs and fantasies.
All three of us felt comfortable with each other and the situation.
We agreed to try a 'softer' fantasy for the first time, and made
arrangements to role play a 'hiking with Daddy' fantasy the following
week.
The following Tuesday was a warm day - perfect for a hike. I
knew of a seldom used trail that offered privacy. We met for
a drink at 1:00 - all of us needing a beer or two to loosen us
up.
I arrived first and nursed a Corona until they arrived. I worried
they'd have second thoughts, but five minutes after our meeting
time the front door opened and there they were.
I was shocked to see Jen. On our first meeting she looked her
age - 22 - but with a short skirt, white frilly socks, and her
brown hair in pigtails, she now looked a decade younger. She
certainly made a cute and sexy little daughter. Mark was dressed
like me - loose shirt and shorts.
They ordered beers and we spent fifteen minutes talking about
everything but the role playing. Jen waited until it was almost
time to go, then said: "Here's a groundrule: we can't break character.
You're our Daddy and-"
"And you're my naughty daughter."
"And I'm the brother," Mark said.
"We need a safe word," Jen said. She glanced at my beer. "Corona."
"And no touching," Mark added. "Not today. Not this time."
We went over a few other items, then clinked our bottles together
in agreement, like the Three Muskateers clinking their swords.
We downed the last swallows of beer. It was time to begin our
roleplaying.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Where are we hiking today, Daddy?" Jenny asked as she bounded
inside the car. I slid in the driver's side beside her; Mark
got in back. "Someplace nice?"
"It will be perfect. It's a great day and it's a nice walk."
"Will it be crowded, Dad?" Mark asked from the back.
"I hope there's no one on the trail," Jen said. I noticed the
sly, seductive tone to her voice.
She sat beside me as I drove. When she spoke I looked at her
pretty face. I was a bit dizzy from her perfume, and the beer,
and the sight of her bare legs. Every now and then she touched
my arm or shoulder when she pointed out something on the road;
this gentle touch electrified me. And she occasionally scratched
the top of her leg, intentionally letting her skirt inch up her
thigh.
"We're going to have so much fun, aren't we, Daddy?"
"I hope so, sweetie."
She reached over and placed her hand on top of mine, then looked
out her window.
I was glad to see that the trail's parking area was empty. We'd
have the trails to ourselves. I turned off the engine and Jen
undid her seatbelt and quickly swung around, kneeling on the
front seat as she looked for something in the back. "Where's
my water bottle, Mark?" She reached lower and her skirt lifted
higher. I started to feel a stirring as I glanced at the tops
of her thighs and the snatch of panty peeking out at me. "Get
it for me."
"Get it yourself," he said, acting every bit the bratty brother.
"I can almost reach it." As she moved her arm towards the rear
door, she moved her legs closer to me, until her butt was almost
pointing at me. She had a shapely ass, and as her skirt raised
I spied about half of it, her firm cheeks encased in a flowered
panty. Her ass filled that underwear perfectly. I wanted to reach
out and grab it, but I held back. No touching, I reminded myself.
No touching.
"Let's get going, kids," I said. I opened my door and got ready
for our hike.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The trail was level, but narrow, and we walked single file -
first Mark, then Jenny, then me. Jenny was a sight to see: her
cute legs, the sexy skirt, her light blouse showing off the bra
underneath. She had a childish walk, at times a skip, and I followed
close behind. "Smell the trees," Mark said, but I was trailing
behind in a wake of Jenny's perfume. It was intoxicating.
"STOP!" she suddenly yelled out, and she instantly froze. I,
of course, couldn't stop in time, and since I had been following
close, I bumped into her. What a turn-on to feel her body suddenly
against mine. With my face nearly in her hair, I breathed in
her perfume. "Oh, Daddy, you're so slow!"
"Sorry, sweetie," I said.
It was a game for her, and she repeated the maneuver several
times. "If I didn't know any better," I told her, "I'd think
you like me bumping into you."
"Oh, Daddy," was all she said. She didn't deny it.
The third time she stopped like that, I ran into her again, and
I felt my groin bump into her butt. My hands grabbed her arms
to keep her from toppling, and my fingertips touched her chest.
When she offered a thank you, I wasn't sure if it was for saving
her from falling or for giving her a quick feel.
What a little minx. Here was another trick of hers: she'd stop
and point at the ground - "Oh, look!" - at a bug or a leaf or
a stone, and she would bend over to peer at it, giving me a a
view of her skirt rising. More peeks at her pretty little panties,
all those red and blue daisies covering her butt. How I would
wanted to get inside them!
After the third time she did this, she caught me looking. "Daddy,
don't."
"What?" Mark asked. "What did Dad do?"
She stood up straight. She was standing right between Mark and
I. "He was looking at my panties."
"No, I wasn't,"
"Yes, you were. But it's OK 'cuz your family. Right."
"I, uh, yes, I guess that's OK."
"Sometimes Mark looks, too." She turned to him. "Don't you, Mark?"
He shook his head, looking embarrassed, but Jenny wasn't about
to let him slide.
"Don't lie." Her tone changed. It still had that girlishness,
but it was more forceful now, more in control. "It's OK, Mark.
Lots of boys enjoy looking at girl's panties. Right, Daddy?"
"Well, yes, that's true, it's-"
"It's exciting for boys, isn't it? To see them. Even these?"
She reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it up,
flashing her panty to both Mark and I. She inched out her feet
to spread her legs a few inches, and I staredat studied the groin
of her panties, trying to make out her crack. Jenny shook her
head and laughed. "But I don't understand all the interest 'cuz
it's just my underwear."
She slowly turned around to face Mark, and gave me the full rear
view. Her underwear was bunched up in the crack of her ass. I
wanted to kneel down behind her and pull them down with my mouth.
I wanted to lick the crack of her ass, then turn her around and
suck her pussy. I wanted the moment to last forever, but she
dropped her skirt and shrugged. "C'mon, lets go."
By this time I was fully erect. It was painful to walk, so I
soon told them to go ahead without me.
"Does Daddy have to pee in the woods?" Jenny asked with a smile?
"We men do it all the time," Mark said.
"Don't worry - I won't look," she teased.
I waved them ahead, then turned into a side path, rubbing myself
through my shorts. I needed relief. I needed to get off. I made
sure there was privacy and unsnapped my shorts, pulled down the
zipper, and withdrew my penis. I spit into my hand and used my
wet palm to grasp my shaft. As I began to stroke myself, I thought
only Jenny - her skirt, her panty, her sweet little ass. I was
lost in the visual, lost in the fantasy.
Until I heard: "What are you doing, Daddy?"
I spun around to find Jenny standing there. My hands were still
holding my penis. I was in shock for a second. "It's- ... I'm-
... I-" I started to tuck myself away, but Jenny stopped me.
"Don't. You don't have to stop. It's OK."
"No, it's not right, I shouldn't-"
"It's my fault, isn't it?" She grabbed the hem of her skirt.
"Because I showed you this." She revealed that delicious sight
again. "You like looking at panties, don't you? Just like you
liked looking at Mom in her panties."
"How do you know-"
"I used to hear you. Mark and I both used to hear you. We would
creep by your bedroom door when you and Mom were doing it. We
heard you."
At this Mark stepped down the bath behind her. He stood there
and watched.
"It turns you on - that's what you used to say to mommy, wasn't
it?"
I nodded slowly.
"And my panties turn you on, too, don't they. It's OK. It's not
a bad thing." Her voice was soft, soothing, mesmerizing. "And
you used to touch yourself when you looked at Mom, didn't you."
"Well, yes," i admitted, realizing that I was still touching
myself, still holding myself.
"And now your touching yourself as you look at my panties, aren't
you."
Again I nodded.
"Your cock," she said softly, in a sexy tone. "Mark likes to
touch his cock when he looks at me, too. Don't you, Mark." She
looked back at him. "Take yours out, Mark. Take out your cock."
I started to protest: "Jenny, stop. This isn't-"
"It's OK, Daddy. He's done it before. And besides, he's only
touching himself. It's natural."
Mark slowly undid his shorts and soon his hard cock was poking
upward in the air. He grabbed it with one hand and began to stroke.
"You do it, too, Daddy," she told me. "I want to watch you like
I watch Mark."
I wanted to stop and turn away, but my hand moved slowly, as
if of its own volition.
"That's it, Daddy. Make your cock feel good. Does it feel good?"
"Yes," I admitted.
She moved her hands and in a few seconds the skirt slid down
her legs. "Would you like to see me touch myself?" Her hand trailed
over her tummy and onto the top of her panty. She made a circular
motion, teasing me. "Do you want to see me play with my pussy?"
"No. I shouldn't."
"But you want to, don't you. It's OK. You're just looking. You're
not even touching me. I'm touching myself." Her hand dipped into
her underwear and quickly found her sex. Her breathing grew faster.
She looked at Mark jerking off, and back at me stroking my cock.
Her wrist moved faster, moving up and down, up and down.
"You used to cum when you watched Mom, didn't you? You used to
shoot your cum on her."
Mark took a step closer to her. "I like to shoot my cum on Jenny.
She doesn't mind."
"I let him. He jerks his hard cock until the cum spits out."
"She likes my cum."
"Are you going to cum for me, Daddy? I want you to cum on me.
Can you do that, Dad?"
Mark took another step closer to her. He was right behind her,
now, and he moved his hands to her shoulder and quickly turned
her around. Her back was to me, and as I watched her I could
see her hand making jabs into her underwear.
Mark looked me in the eye. "You can cum on her back. She'll let
you." He began to press on her shoulders, forcing her downwards,
until she was kneeling in the soft grass, his cock just inches
from her face.
Jenny turned to look at me one last time. "Come closer, Daddy."
I took a few more steps until i was right behind her, my legs
aside her. I was face to face with Mark, who was smiling as Jenny
took his cock in her mouth. He kept starting into my eyes, but
I could see that he was moving his hips to make his cock slide
in and out of her mouth. He was loving this scene, having his
cock sucked by his sister while his father jerked off in front
of him.
I looked down below to see Jenny slurping at his cock, all the
while fingering her pussy.
"She's a good cocksucker, Dad. So was Mom, wasn't she? You used
to cum in her mouth, right?"
I was stroking myself faster.
"Today I'm going to cum in Jenny's mouth. And while I do, I want
you to cum on her back. Can we do that, Dad?" He looked down
at my cock. I was getting closer to cumming.
Jenny was close, too, for she removed her free hand and began
frigging herself with both hands. Mark didn't mind; he grabbed
his cock and began jerking off, keeping the tip of his cock close
to her lips. She started moaning and tried to lick him, too,
and I knew she was about to cum.
I wouldn't last another minute.
"Get ready for my cum, sister," Mark told her.
But Jenny was going cumming first. She started to gasp, and moaned
louder, and mark and I watched as her body twitched. As soon
she finished, she opened her eyes and looked up at Mark. "Give
me your cum, brother." She opened her mouth and waited. It didn't
take long for Mark's penis to erupt, three splatterings of cum
that missed her mouth but landed on her cheeks. She reached up
and grabbed him, placing her mouth firmly around his cock.
"Suck it, sister. Suck it all up."
And then I started to cum, shooting my cum in two pools on her
back.
I arched my back and stood there, waiting for my breathing to
subside, and my senses to return. Jenny continued to clean up
Mark, and I watched my gobs of cum trail down the back of her
blouse.
It all seemed to crazy now - the role-playing, the danger of
possibly getting caught, the thrill of having a sexcapade with
this hot, young couple. Our first fantasy was done. I wondered
if we would explore more.
THE END
Written November 2009
Revised November 2009
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