1. A Perfect Thunderstorm


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Author: ChantalXXX, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    cavort around the pool that she had at the very least a well tended garden. As I sipped more coffee, I wondered whether I had been unknowingly checking out my daughter in those teeny bikinis all summer. "Well, can we snuggle in here and watch the storm?" she asked, returning my brain to the moment. Of course, it was totally possible for two people to watch the storm together without snuggling, but my brain was not working quite right- afterward, I realized that blood was already flowing down to fill my cock. She pranced over to the over-sized swivel chair I had positioned for the ultimate view over the city to the lake. My eyes followed, appreciating the curve of her thigh and the tilt of her hip- again, no visible tan line, even as the shorts rode up when she plonked into the chair, but the boxers were more fabric than her usual bikini, so that offered no clue as to whether she sunbathed nude or not. "There's really just the one decent seat," she encouraged, but I think we can both fit." "Well, I'm a bit big to sit on your lap," I chuckled, stepping across toward her. "Bet I can still on yours," she replied, shifting into a corner of the chair, patting the space next to her left hip, her fingers almost caressing that curve. It was then that I first realized that my cock was stiff, and that the next lightning flash would make it apparent to her- as would allowing her to sit on my lap. I wracked my brain for a solution, but my feet kept walking- and it was just a few steps to ...
    the chair. "You probably can, but then I might not be able to see the action," I rationalized. "It's a huge chair, I bet we can fit side by side." I was in front of the chair by then, and at that moment the room was illuminated again by lightning. My daughter was startled, almost jumping up out of the chair, one arm flaying against the front of my flannel sleep pants, lightly and casually brushing up against my hard cock. That made me jump, but I thought she would assume that I was also reacting to the light, not to her accidental touch. The chair was a snug fit- she had to shift he right hip up onto the arm, and still her left hip was not just touching me, but was actually overlapping on top of my thigh. She reached across and silently took the coffee cup, daintily sipping it. In the dim light of predawn I admired her lips, so soft, so inviting- I gave my head a shake and told myself to stop with such thoughts. The cup ended up on the side table to he right and she snuggled tighter against me as another bolt raced across the sky. "Are you comfortable?" I asked as she settled back down. "Could use a bit more room," she sighed sleepily. She reached across and grabbed my right arm, guiding it behind her, around her shoulders, allowing her butt to slip into the gap between my thigh and the arm of the chair. I nuzzled my nose accidentally in the cascade of floral scented hair, which made her moan softly. She closed her eyes and settled her head on my shoulder. Her right hand held ...
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