Mark smiled down at his daughter as they stepped into the local bait and tackle shop. He was dressed for the day, a pair of torn and faded formerly black jeans and a long sleeved flannel shirt. Beneath he wore a fishing tee shirt baring a bikini-clad model with a bass. His wide brimmed hat was covered in various different lures and bobbers looking more funny than professional as he started walking slowly down the aisles. "First thing we gotta do honey is get us the right bait. You won't catch nothing if you don't use the right bait." He was a huge man, six and a half feet tall with the quiet power that whispered of his days as a football linebacker. "I think we're gonna go fishing for some blue gill, that's a nice fish to start out a lil' lady on." He smiled and mussed her hair playfully.

She would have returned the favor but her father was over a foot taller than she was, not to mention his receding hair was too short really muss. Lila was pretty certain that he didn't even have to comb it any more; he just woke up and ran his hand over the top of it. It didn't really matter to her though, not out in the middle of nowhere. They were dressed almost alike though with Lila clad in a pair of shorts ending just above her knees and one of her father's flannel shirts that hung down beneath her ass. "Why are we fishing?" She pouted turning her soft brown eyes up at him.

"Because you agreed to spend a little time with me before you went off to college." He replied pushing a stray strand of brown hair from his daughter's forehead before planting a gentle kiss on her brow. "I've always wanted to take my baby fishing with me and this might be the last chance I get." Walking up to one of the refrigerators he opened it and pulled out a small white container. "Got what I was looking for." Lila narrowed her eyes and rose up onto the tips of her red Converse high tops to look into the container as her father popped it open.

Inside the container was nothing but loose sawdust. "What-" Mark put his finger in and started stirring the dust around until he found one of the yellowish striped mealworms and held it up for her. Tentatively Lila reached out a finger and touched the creature before recoiling away. "It's cold. Thought you said we would use live bait?"

"Oh don't worry Lila it's alive. The little bugger's just cold. He'll start moving when he warms up a little." Almost on cue the insect started to wriggle all six of its tiny legs slowly pumping and searching for something solid. Eventually it found Mark's thumb and started pulling free of his grasp. "We'll get one container of these ones and one of the giant mealworms." The one on his finger was maybe an inch long and slender. He reached into the refrigerator a second time and produced a second container pulling out a second bug. This one was monstrous almost and inch and a half and chubby. Almost immediately it started wriggling in his grasp before he put both of them back.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." Lila whined. The very first rays of light were finally starting to stream in through the glass storefront. Lila looked down at her watch, it was almost six in the morning.

"I know. I'm hungry too. Look after we finish here we'll go get breakfast. There was a nice little restaurant about a mile back." He turned and walked to the counter setting his items down. "Mornin."

The man behind the counter had to be at least in his mid-sixties just by the look of him. It didn't help that he'd let his snow-white beard grow nearly two full inches beneath his chin. "Mornin, gonna be a good day for fishin."

"I hope so, you know any good spots?" Mark asked. Behind him his daughter was impatiently tapping her fingers against her toned thigh. She always hated how her father had to strike up a conversation with each and every person he came across.

The man noticed her though quickly glancing her over. "You should try the far side of the lake. There is an old pier that sank, fish always biting round that place." He rang both of the items into his register. "Who's the little lady you got with you?"

"That's my pride and joy, Lila. She's going off to college next week, moving to Philadelphia." Mark boasted his chest swelling when he spoke of his daughter.

"Wow. Congratulations to both of you. I know I would let such a pretty girl out of my sight, certainly not out of my city. But that's just me." Dropping both containers into a bag he looked back. "That'll be three forty three."

Mark blanked out for a moment glancing back at his daughter. He'd known for a long time that she was pretty, extraordinary actually. It hadn't gone unnoticed when she'd started to become a woman and all the games they'd shared suddenly came to a stop. You'd get the wrong idea if a father tucked his sixteen, s*******n, eighteen-year-old daughter into bed or if he playfully swatted her rump. He missed bouncing her on his knee but that had come to a screaming halt when more than her curls were bouncing. It wasn't that he didn't notice the boys staring at his daughter. It was that hearing it from a man old enough to be his father that it struck home.

"Sir that will be three forty three."

Mark shook his head and pulled a five from his wallet. "Keep the change, the advice is worth it." He muttered gripping his bag and shuffling out of the store with Lila behind him.

"He was so totally checking me out." Lila gasped as soon as they were out of the store and climbing into the car.


"Oh don't pretend you didn't notice dad. That old man was almost leering!" She giggled. "I'm young enough to be his granddaughter." Mark was gripping the steering wheel now his knuckles slowly turning red and then white. "Daddy, calm down its ok. He was only looking, it's kinda gross but its ok." Slowly his grip relaxed and he started driving.

Minutes later the two of them were seated in side the Catch of the Day, the local eatery being waiting for their breakfasts to arrive. Lila slid herself as far into the booth as she could manage suddenly aware of how many eyes were watching her. "Daddy, they're all staring at me." She whispered leaning forward.

"I know." He replied. "We can leave if you want but I don't know where the next place to eat is."

It only took Lila's stomach a second to reply to that option. With a loud and almost painful grumble it decided that she could stay here and endure any stares from anybody. "We can stay daddy, I'm really hungry." Mark waited a moment watching her eyes but when she held his gaze and nodded he relaxed back into his seat.

"Ok." As soon as he finished speaking the waitress, an overweight redhead with way too much make up on, set a plate of eggs, sausage and pancakes in front of both of them.

"If you two need anything just give a holler and I'll come kay?" She smiled sweetly.

"Got it." Mark replied scooping his eggs over easy on top of his stack of pancakes salting them and then drowning the entire concoction in syrup.

Across the table his daughter twisted her lip in disgust. "Dad, that is so gross." She started stirring her scrambled eggs around on their separate plate before spreading the butter over her own pancakes and cutting into them. Once she'd finished cutting the pancakes she poured the syrup over them watching as it seeped down through the cuts completely soaking through her meal before she took the first bite.

"You just have no adventure in you girl." He cut into the egg yolk letting the yellow liquid mix with the syrup on his pancakes and stuck it with his fork. He waited a moment for the worst to drip off then rushed it to his mouth.

"No I'm just civilized." She replied continuing to eat.

There was a long pause between them where they just ate staring silently at each other over the table. It was going on seven and they'd both been up since five. It was officially the most time he'd spent alone with his daughter since she was of age and they really had nothing to say to each other.

Finally it was Lila that broke the silence. "Daddy?"


"What is college like? I know you went for a couple of years till you hurt your knee."

"Its just like high school. Same stupid stuff you do here you'll do there. You know what the big difference is between college and high school? You won't be coming home every night and sneaking boys in through the window. You'll just walk them in through the front door like a civilized young lady.

She lowered her head a light blush covering her face. "Guess you guys know about Chad then?" Her father just grinned and nodded. "We didn't do anything." She offered sheepishly.

"You're mother and I aren't upset about it. We know you've been protecting yourself and Chad's a good boy. Got a good head on his shoulders. He's headed off to college to isn't he? I mean real college not this community crap that most of your friends are doing."

"Yeah USC, he wants to be a lawyer." She smiled. "But we're gonna be so far apart." She sighed sinking slightly into the bench and stirring what remained of her pancakes around before picking up a random piece and eating it.

"It'll be good for you two. If you were meant to be it will survive something as little as a few thousand miles. Real love doesn't die over distance." He reassured her finishing off his egg and pancake combination and gulping down his glass of orange juice. He turned on his sausage as he waited for her response.

"I know, it's just. . ." She trailed off scooping some of her eggs onto her fork and shoving them into her mouth. Most of them anyway, a few little pieces missed her mouth and fell tumbling down her throat and finally resting between her perky breasts.

Mark's eyes had followed it the entire way and now he found himself staring at his daughter's chest. She wasn't huge, not like her mother's D-cup breasts but for her smaller frame she was well proportioned. Like a lot of things this wasn't the first time that he'd noticed his daughter, just the most awkward time that he'd noticed.

Lila paused for a moment when she realized that her father was staring at her chest. It was definitely weird to have her father staring at her chest but she had seen that look hundreds of times from dozens of men and knew exactly what it meant. What was really weird was that it didn't bother her as she reached down between her breast plucking out the piece of food and putting it into her mouth. "Dad?"

He snapped up right quickly turning his gaze down and to the right staring off into to nowhere for a moment. His daughter just stared back at him this time looking slowly over him. It was easy to see how her mother had been, was, attracted to her dad. He was built like some sort of Greek god and age hadn't really done much to hurt him. Actually he was only forty-five but he could easily pass as a decade younger than that. He still had that dashing smile that made girls melt and arms that you just wanted to feel wrapped around you.

That had been the most painful part about growing up was the distance that it had put between her and her father. She missed cuddling up in his lap and running her hand over his scratchy chin when he forgot to shave. Or even better nuzzling her face against his cheeks when he had just finished shaving. She missed being able to go for piggyback rides but those had stopped when his head had begun to rest between her breasts. It wasn't him, he wasn't the problem it was that she knew that she liked it. Every time her father scooped her up into his arms and she felt his heart beat it send a shiver through her spine and an unfamiliar warmth down between her legs. She wished that she'd never grown up so she could still climb into bed with her parents and snuggle up against her father safe and sound.

"Yes babe?" He answered when he finally snapped out of his daze and realized that both of their plates were empty. The bill had been placed between them and with a quick look he placed a twenty beneath it and stood up. "Come on let's get out of here."

It was her turn to snap out of a daze that time shaking her head and standing up quickly. "Of course." She smiled and then followed him out of the restaurant and back into the car.

A little over an hour later the two of them were floating out in the middle of the lake watching their bobbers float lazily on the surface thoughts of each other dashing around through their minds.

It was an amazing morning to be out on the lake. The golden sun partially hidden behind a few picturesque fluffy clouds floating as lazily in the sky as the couple was floating below. Of in the distance Mark could barely make out the tops of the mountains, still capped in snow from the recent rains and beyond that nothing but clear blue sky. It was the kind of day where one got to thinking.

"My daughter is sitting less than five feet away from me for the first time in years." He thought to himself as he watched his bobber drift back and forth. A few times he noticed it dip in the water, a sure sign that there were fish around. He stole a glance up at her and noticed again what a beautiful woman she'd become. Right now she'd thrown on a Dodger's cap and pulling her brown hair into a ponytail out the back. He'd never really taken the time to stare into his daughter's eyes before taking in her full beauty and he wasn't now. He was staring at her eyes, and then downward over her plush lips and for a horrible second wondered what they would look like wrapped around his cock.

Lila smiled softly as she felt her father's gaze traveling over her body. Without giving it a serious thought she undid the top three buttons of her shirt and leaned back enough to open it up. Like any woman she knew when she was being stared at, her nipples hardening both from the chill air and from the feeling of her father's eyes passing over her. "What am I doing?" She thought as she sat back up pulling the shirt closed over her white undershirt.

It was easy to tell in the morning light that his daughter wasn't wearing a bra; her dark nipples were easily visible through her shirt. He'd been only seconds from opening his mouth to speak, though even he wasn't sure if it was to compliment or reprimand when his bobber vanished beneath the surface.

The first bite they'd had all day and it was a big one. Mark's line was just whizzing out as the fish made its initial dive and run. "Whoa!" He shouted leaning back to set the hook and then started reeling the fish in.

"What is it Daddy!" Lila shouted in laughter watching as her father tried to stand up on the boat. The tip of his rod was bent over nearly dipping into the water as leaned back.

"I don't know! Sure as hell ain't no blue gill though!" He grunted gripping the reel and turning it a few times. "Got to be real careful or I'll snap the line." Another grunt and he leaned forward again reeling the fish in.

Lila leaned closer to him wrapping her arms around his waist and tucking her head beneath his arms. It felt good to be close to her father again, listening to his heart beating and to feel his arms around her. She smiled as she watched him continue to fight the fish toward the boat.

Mark's entire body stiffened when his lovely daughter pressed up against him, not only his muscled but his breath caught in his chest. His eyes moved down slightly staring down the opening in her shirt to stare at her breasts as he started bringing the fish in again. It was probably ten feet away from the boat the first time they caught a glimpse of it. Just a dark shadow beneath the water nearly a foot long and angry, with a violent yank it crested out of the water thrashing wildly before diving back beneath the surface. "Got us a bass!" He shouted sitting back a little farther in the boat. "I'll be damned!"

She slowly unraveled her arms from him and knelt down in the boat picking up the net like her father had told her earlier. It was on purpose that she leaned out over the boat giving him an excellent look at her ass. Lila was aware that the fabric was straining over her. He could probably see the outline of her panties if he tried hard enough.

Lila scrunched her face and backed away from the fish as again it leapt from the water splashing her face. "Get it!" He shouted nearly loosing his balance as he hauled the massive fish up out of the water. The net shot out and scooped up the fish pulling it back onto the boat and then she sat down staring as it continued to flap around inside the boat.

It was well over a foot long probably weight in at twenty or so pounds and it was slowly exhausting itself. The fat silvery fish was just lying on its side now gasping for oxygen that it couldn't get. "Ewwww." Lila whispered reaching down and gently touching the fish, which put it back into a series of violent thrashings actually raising up off the floor of the boat and slapping Lila in the face.

There was only enough time for Mark to realize that his daughter was going to fall. He didn't even have time to shoot his hand out and catch her flailing limbs and fall in alongside her. "Lila!" He shouted as she vanished beneath the greenish surface with a splash.

A second later her head shot back up spitting out a mouthful of water. "Stupid fish!" She kicked off her shoes and swam back over to the boat gripping the edge. After a second of struggling on her own she reached up for her father's hand.

She'd never looked lovelier than she did right then, her hat had fallen off when she fell and was floating behind her. Her normally soft brown hair was plastered to her head partially covering one eye from view. The white undershirt was now completely transparent and clinging to her breasts as she continued to tread water. "Dad?"

"Oh yeah." He smiled sheepishly finally holding out a hand for her to grasp and pulling. Lila was only half out of the water when the boat flipped over dropping both of them down into the water and setting their fish free.

"Damnit!" Mark shouted as he came up out of the water gripping the side of the boat and looking over at his daughter. "Sorry."

She just smiled back at her father amazed at how well he'd stood up to the tests of time. "C'mon I'll race you to shore." Mark turned towards shore; it was going to be a decent swim. He could only barely make out the land in the distance but instead of saying anything to his daughter he just started unbuttoning his shirt.

"There's no way I'll make it there in all this."

"No there isn't." She replied and took a deep breath before vanishing beneath the surface. Beneath the water she started untying her boots and kicking them off quickly peeling her pants halfway down her shapely thighs before surfacing for a gasp of air. Down she went a second time finishing her pants off and then moving to unbutton her shirt letting the heavy flannel sink to the bottom along with the rest of her clothing. She didn't notice her white cotton panties had been pulled away with her pants now drifting a few feet beneath the surface until something cold and slime swam quickly between her legs. Lila shrieked and batted it away with one hand gripping the boat with the other.

"Honey what's wrong?" Mark asked as somehow managed to tread water while shedding his waterlogged flannel. His boots and jeans followed right behind leaving him in just his boxers without his head ever breaking the surface.

"Something touched me!"

"Just a fish." He chuckled dipping beneath the water as he peeled his shirt away from his chest. "Lets go."

Lila nodded and braced against the boat and pushed off into the water crawling easily through the water. A lifetime in California had taught her to swim well and she was perfectly comfortable out in the middle of the lake swimming. "Look." She shouted pointing toward a small f****y of mallards making their way across the surface.

Mark wasn't watching the light brown waterfowl swimming across the lake. He wasn't the least bit interested in male, easily identified by its green head and black body even when it dove beneath the water for a moment resurfacing beneath one of its c***dren. His eyes were locked on his own daughter whose shapely rump was just barely visible above the surface of the water. He pushed off after her lazily backstroking through across the lake. "You'll never make it that way. Didn't you learn anything in that water survival class you took? The backstroke, sidestroke and breast stroke are the best for long distances, you waste the least amount of energy that way."

Changing her form mid-stroke, Lila moved to imitate her father. Legs spreading wide enough to give her father an innocent few of her pink parts before closing to propel herself through the water. Like wise her breasts, now only ornamented with a nearly transparent t-shirt over them heaved with each stroke towards shore keeping her father's full attention.

"Ducks." Mark finally replied as the f****y sped up to get out of his way. He couldn't believe he was staring up at his daughter's pussy. Even worse was the tent forming in his boxers, there was no way to adjust either so it just stood straight and proud like submarine periscope.

"My dad is staring at me." Lila realized as she saw her father nearly run into the last of the baby ducks as he concentrated on her. She turned her head back slightly and smiled. She knew she turned him on too, even with the few feet between them she could see his penis straining against the wet white fabric of his boxers. It was humongous; she didn't know they could really get to be that size. It sent a flush over her face that even the cool lake water couldn't help.

"What's wrong?" Mark asked speeding his pace up slightly so he could move along side his daughter for the last bit of the swim.

"Nothing really Daddy, a little tired." She replied staring at his chest. It was amazing to see his rippled chest in action, all those muscles being put to work. She accidentally brushed up against him several times before finally rolling over to crawl the last twenty feet or so. "C'mon dad, I'll race you!" She shouted taking off before he could respond.

"You're on!" He shouted rolling over already a full length behind her. Powerful strokes from his toned arms quickly started to close the gap though. As soon as he could touch bottom he put his feet down and caught her by the ankle yanking her under the water. He waited a second for her to come sputtering to the surface before dunking her a second time and starting to swim past her.

"No fair! You're cheating!" She shouted catching him by the shoulder and wrapping her legs around his waist. For a quick moment she stayed like that twisting and pulling trying to dunk her father beneath the surface before her pussy rubbed against his back. She started to gasp but bit down on her lip holding herself in place.

"What?" Mark started to say but then he felt it too and froze in the water. He couldn't deny his erection, not when his daughter's foot was pressed against it gently rubbing back and forth. Slowly he turned his head to face his daughter and started to speak open his mouth.

"Hush Daddy, I know." She placed her finger over his lips and met his eyes with hers. There was a long pause as the two gazed at each other. "I know. Now trust me, I'm a big girl and I can make my own decisions." She loosened her legs around him and slid herself around to face him.

Lila waited like that for a moment, her arms around father's neck. Her breasts crushed up against his chest and her legs wrapped around his waist waiting for him to make whatever decision he would. A minute later he was still as dumbfounded as the second before and she leaned forward pressing her lips to his.

It was a gentle awkward kiss at first, just lips pressed against lips until her Mark wrapped his arms around her pulling her against him. "I love you baby." He whispered slipping his tongue slowly past her lips against hers.

"I love you to Daddy." She replied pulling her white shirt off and tossing it to the muddy shore. She pressed her naked body up against her father running her hand over his slightly stubbly cheek as the kiss deepened. Her hands were sliding steadily over his broad shoulders and down his back while his traced the curves of her body. She felt him gripping her slender hips and gliding over her smooth stomach. Her body arched toward his when he cupped her breast and moved his thumbs over her nipples gently rubbing them in circles. A gasp parted her lips as she kissed him harder then started pushing his boxers down with her feet.

It was a brief struggle between the two to get him completely disrobed but they did manage it after a few tangled seconds. The next one to move was Lila lowering herself down till the tip of his cock was against her womanhood. "Kiss me daddy."

Mark leaned his head down into the kiss sliding his tongue past her lips and his cock past her nether lips at the same time. Both organs entered his daughter at the same time with the same carnal intents, pumping deeper and deeper. His tongue twisted and danced with hers stifling his moans in her mouth.

"Daddy." She whispered breaking the kiss to continue pumping her hips up and down against his. The water splashed around them with each thrust, her nipples grinding against his chest. Lila had never been so fulfilled in her life, as she was right then. The throbbing organ inside her only heightened the smell of her father, the strength, the feeling of his heart next to hers. He was bigger than her boyfriend had been by more than an inch. Her father was claiming placed, touching places she didn't even know existed. With each thrust her body tensed again building towards her release.

"Princess." He smiled smoothing her hair back from her face and smothering her in butterfly kisses. It was hard to believe his daughter wasn't a virgin; she was so snug around his flesh. They'd only been together for five minutes or less and already he was starting to throb and pulse getting closer and closer to his climax. When he started to open his mouth again she slammed her lips against his silencing his kiss and crashed her hips against his.

Her body tensed and clenched around his cock, squeezing every drop of cum she could out of her father. Up and down up and down splashing away as they shared that kiss in the final moments of their orgasm letting their bodies glide together. Lila was the first to stop letting her head slump over his shoulder. "Mom, that felt good Daddy." She smiled pressing her lips to his shoulder as her body slowly cooled off.

"Yes it was nice." He replied kissing her forehead then her cheek.

"Carry me to shore?" She asked without even bothering to lift her head.

"Of course princess." He pulled himself out of her pussy and shifted her so he could cradle her as he carried her back to the shore in his arms. Once there he just laid her gently on the grass and lay beside her.

Lila lay back on the grass digging her toes into the muddy earth shifting the grass around beneath her. "Daddy?" She called turning slightly.

"Yes princess?"

"Today was a good day to go fishing wasn't it?" She inhaled the rich scent of wet grass as she looked at her father.

"Yes it was." He smiled sitting up. "You got a little something on your face." He teased sticking his thumb into his mouth and then wiping it over her cheek cleaning away a tiny smudge of mud.

Chapter 2: The Hike

Lila narrowed her eyes to stare at a tiny mud speck on her nose giggling as she tried to focus on the tip or her nose. "Daddy?"

"Yes princess?" Mark asked rolling onto his side to stare at his daughter's naked form.

"How are we going to get back to the car?" Her eyes were hungrily roaming over his chest again memorizing the paths his veins took. Lower she was tracing over his toned stomach and below that his now flaccid cock. Even soft as it was he was still as big as her boyfriend had been.

"I don't know honey. It isn't really what I'm thinking about right now though." Mark rolled over onto his hands and knees crawling over to his daughter. "We have to get you cleaned up. I mean just look at you. You're all dirty. You have mud on your nose." He reached up and ran his hand over her cheek and down lower over her breasts. "And on your breasts and smeared all over your stomach too." He said as he continued to run his fingers over her flesh painting her brown.

"Daddy!" She squealed pushing him over onto his back and slinging mud over his chest at the same time. Lila started to get back to her knees when he pushed her back down into the mud.

"Relax princess. I don't mind that you got a little dirty. In fact it's kinda cute." Mark gripped her by the hips flipping her easily onto her hands and knees. "I like the way you look with all that mud on you." He started running his fingers over her back leaving clean streaks in the mud.

A smile crept over Lila's face as she looked over her shoulder at her father. Her nipples were brushing against the wet grass only inches above the mud. Her hands were already caked in filth sinking into the soft earth to support her weight. She could hear the mud squishing beneath her knees as she spread her legs for her father.

With all the mud coating his hands and his daughter's hips Mark could barely get a grip on her flesh. Finally he managed aiming his cock into her warm folds and thrusting. Lila gasped as her father stretched for the second time driving deep into her womanhood. A second thrust f***ed a squeal from her lips and a third f***ed her hands from beneath her plopping her face down in the mud.

"Princess?" Mark asked starting to pull out.

"No Daddy, don't stop. Fuck me." Lila groaned turning her head enough to speak. She started grinding her hips back against him dragging her face and tits through the mud as she did. Mark moaned as he stared down at his own daughter naked, covered in mud and fucking him. There were streaks on her upturned ass from where he'd tried to grip her firm body. "Daddy!"

Air rushed into his lungs as he took a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. Gasping for air he started returning his daughter's thrusts pumping steadily into her tight pussy. Lila was trying to form words, trying to beg him to go faster but she couldn't seem to form words. Instead an unintelligible string of vowels continually poured from her lips.

"Princess!" He shouted still trying to grip her hips as his rhythm was lost in his climax. A few rapid shallow thrusts followed by one final deep push that ground his daughter through the mud painting her belly brown.

Lila squealed as she felt her father's cock throbbing inside her and the warm splash of his cum between her thighs. Her own orgasm crashed over her locking her pussy down like around Mark's cock. Lila rested her head on her arms smiling like an angel with her hair forming a halo on the muddy grass.

"That was great Daddy. If I'd known this was what fishing was like I would have come sooner!" She giggled looking at him over her shoulder. His arms were trembling to hold his weight before he collapsed on her.

"That was great honey." He searched for a moment for a clean spot on his daughter's face and gave her a soft peck. "Well I guess we need to clean up again." With a grunt Mark pulled free of his daughter and started to stand up.

"Wait Daddy!" Lila said quickly turning over to sit in the grass. When her father stopped she took his hand and got to her feet. Once there she took a mud covered finger and wrote "Daddy + Lila" on his chest with a heart around it. "I love you Daddy."

Mark would have been laughing at the ridiculous thing his daughter had written on his chest but instead he wrapped his arms around her. He gently pressed his lips to her forehead before whispering. "I love you too my princess. Now come on." He scooped her easily up into his arms and walked back out in the water. Once it was just past his waist he lowered his daughter. "Now hold still." He smiled down at his Lila remembering the last time he'd bathed her. It had been so innocent then when he wasn't taking extra time to scoop water over her nipples. When he hadn't caressed her buttocks and even spread them a little as he rubbed the mud from her flesh.

Last time she'd been in this position she hadn't cupped her father's balls either gently kneading them with her fingers. She certainly hadn't started stroking him hoping to get another performance out of him so it brought a disappointed pout to her lips when he pushed her gently away.

"Not yet princess. I'm not young like you're boyfriend. I need time to recover. Besides we should start heading back to the car. I figure it's probably a good two maybe three miles." Mark shielded his eyes from the sun peering in the direction of the parking lot. "Yeah it shouldn't be too far." He pointed to the horizon. "See that's the park sign we parked next to."

Lila nodded dumbly in response staring at her father's naked body. The water glistened on his skin giving him an even more chiseled appearance that sent her heart fluttering. "Can I get a piggy back ride?" Her finger slipped between her lips sucking it seductively as she skipped over to her father leaping up into his arms. Pressing her lips against his cheek just beneath his ear. "And maybe a pony ride after we get to the car?"

A hot blush lit Mark's face as he looked down into his daughter's shining eyes. She was just staring up at him fluttering her eyelashes at him with a beautifully coy smile. With an indulgent sigh he turned around and squatted down waiting for his daughter. "Thank you Daddy." She whispered huskily leaping onto her father's back and wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he started to walk.

There wasn't even the slightest stutter in his stride as he carried his daughter through the woods. Strong legs easily strode over the grass as his beautiful daughter clung to his shoulders occasionally laying a soft kiss on his chiseled flesh. "Daddy?"

"Yes princess?" Mark replied gripping the backs of her knees and hiking her up higher on his back.

"How was your first time?" She could feel literally feel the heat coming off his neck as he thought about it.

"It wasn't with your mother if that's what you're asking."

"No silly, I just want to know. I'll tell if you tell." Lila replied nipping playfully at his earlobe. Her tongue teasingly glided over the captured flesh before she stretched it again. "I want to know all about it."

"Her name was Karen, a black girl with the most amazing green eyes. I still remember her eyes to this day and her hair. It was bright red when I met her but it was naturally more of a maroon shade and it matched her caramel coloring so well." He smiled at the memory still walking along the lake.

Lila was staring out ahead of them watching families of ducks scamper out of their path. "Tell me more Daddy." She whispered gently rubbing her toes over the tip of his cock.

Mark jumped beneath her a half smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth as he remembered more about her. "She and I worked together and blah blah blah all that stuff doesn't matter. The point was that she and I went out the train tracks. There's a 7-11 there now but when I took her out there, well she took me I didn't have a car; it was nothing for at least a mile. Not even a streetlight. Karen was a bit of a slut and once my friend fell asl**p she pulled me out of the car and started sucking my dick."

"Mmmm. Was it good?" Lila had managed to get both her feet around his shaft now, just playfully stroking at the tip as she begged for more details.

"She was amazing, she could deep throat, told me her boyfriend made her do it all the time. When it was happening I thought it was great because it was my first time. I wish I had never broken up with that girl, she could suck. Well eventually she started licking my balls and jacking me off." Mark squirmed slightly under his daughter's attention feeling bl**d pumping back into his shaft.

"Tell me how you fucked her Daddy." Her hot breath poured over his ear with each word.

"It wasn't anything special, she leaned herself over the hood of my friend's truck and lifted her skirt. She didn't bother to take off her thong she just pulled it aside and let me slide in. I remember hearing her nipple shields dragging back and forth over the hood." A shiver went up his spine partially from the memory and partially from his daughter's attention. "I came in a second. I was so embarrassed. She smiled and told me not to worry about it. She thought it was flattering that she got me off so fast."

"She was a nice girl." Lila mused staring out the lake. Most of the ducks had escaped onto the glassy green surface swimming in little circles now.

"Yeah she was, she got back on her knees and started sucking me off again. I've never met a girl since her that would do that." Mark stopped for a moment as well to just stare out at the water and admire the beauty of the outdoors. His gaze turned upward to the fluffy white clouds lazily floating across the sky.

"Do what?"

"Suck me off after I've been inside her. She just kept sucking and sucking till I was hard again. Then she climbed up on the hood and spread her legs for me to go again. That was much better. There really isn't much more to tell, I came I think she came and we called it a night. What about your first time?"

Lila sighed playfully kissing along her father's broad shoulders. "Well Chad was my first. Prom night it was so funny. I knew he wanted me just by the look in his eyes when we got to Prom but he wasn't sure how to put it so he kissed me and started fumbling with my dress. Do you remember that dress?" Mark grunted in response. "Well I can tell you it was hard to get into but it was nearly impossible to get out of. I think we tried for half and hour before giving up and just wriggling my hips out of it."

Her cunt was starting to get wet again as she spoke. Not that memory of her first time with Chad, it had been awkward for them both. It was the thought of having her father again that had the teen dripping like a faucet. She continued her story though grinding her hips against the small of his back. "Anyway it was in the back seat of his car. I couldn't even see because my dress was in the way and he didn't warn me before he stuck it in. God it hurt for the first minute or so. Least it only lasted a minute since it was his first time too. Almost ruined my dress though." She rolled her eyes and kissed him again.

The fading afternoon sun was glistening on glassy lake coloring the whole world a glorious orange hue. A single white cloud floated idly across the sky dragging its shadow across the pair before the light faded completely. Lila pressed her soft feminine form against her father her hardened nipples grinding against his shoulders. "It's pretty huh?" She swooned staring out at the fading sunlight.

"Not nearly as beautiful as my baby girl." Mark replied staring back sliding his hands up along her thighs and pulling her farther up on his back. "It is breathtaking though."

"Daddy." Lila breathed into her father's ear nipping at his shoulder leaving a light red mark behind.

"Yes princess."

"One last time before we get in the car?" She slowly ran her foot down over his cock again before stretching for the floor placing her dainty feet on the soft grass. Mark spun around in her grasp and gripped her hips lifting her up to the tips of her toes as they kissed. "I want to..."A blush colored her face as she started nervously chewing on her lower lip kneading his cock between her fingers.

"You want to what?" Mark asked pressing his lips to his daughter's cheeks then to her forehead and over her eyelids. One by one he covered her face in gentle kiss to pry the answer from her sealed lips.

"Suck you off Daddy. I've never let anybody do that I want you to be special." She whispered pleading with him through batted lashes.

The words to argue with his daughter just couldn't form. There was no chance for Mark to disagree as she slid gracefully down to her knees and wrapped her fingers around his cock stroking it steadily.

Lila took a deep breath as she stared at the piece of meat in front of her. The tip was already glistening with pre-cum that she spread slowly with her thumb. Her Father was huge; she hadn't realized how big he really was until she was staring at it. Only inches from her face she knew he had to measure at least seven inches. By comparison her boyfriend had just over five and nowhere near the girth of her father. It took her a moment to get over being intimidated by her father and just open her mouth letting him slide past her lips.

Mark's fingers popped as he clenched his hands into a fist then relaxed then clenched again trying to find something to do with his hands. More than anything he wanted to grab her pretty head and guide her up and down faster but he didn't want to hurt her. His fingers finally wrapped around a low tree branch squeezing for all he was worth as his daughter bobbed up and down.

It was harder than she'd imagined taking her father completely. It had been so simple to press her boyfriend's belly with her nose. It hardly made sense that she kept almost gagging and having to back away. Her tiny fist pumped furiously over his shaft as she stared up at him desperately swirling her tongue over his creamy flesh. "Cum on Daddy." She smiled up at him just dragging her tongue around the crown of his cock. "Let me swallow, let me be a naughty little girl." She kissed the tip of his cock still stroking as she looked up into her speechless father's eyes. "Can't speak?" She teased playfully running her tongue over his hairy nuts.

He nearly leapt out of his skin at the touch of his daughter's tongue bucking his hips forward against her hand. The mischievous smile on her face was almost too much to bear. As soon as Lila realized she'd hit a nerve her tongue went to work rapidly lashing back and forth as she jacked him off. "Just tell me when to swallow Daddy." She punctuated the last word by sucking his balls into her mouth. Mark's hips bucked again as his entire body tensed up.

There was the sound of the tree limb being torn from the tree just before he came for the third time that day. The entire first blast landed on his stomach, the second dripping down onto his daughter's hand before she could close her lips around the tip sucking the last tiny blast down her throat.

Mark's legs started to tremble as he saw his daughter finish swallowing what little cum he had left. The branch hit the floor with a thud bouncing in the leaves just before his legs gave out from beneath him dropping him down on his rear. "I've got you Daddy." Lila whispered wrapping her arms around his chest and supporting his weight. As badly as he wanted to collapse Lila wouldn't let him. Instead she clutched him to her breasts their rapidly beating hearts matched in pace. His chest heaved against hers as he struggled to regain control of his limbs.

"I can't feel my legs." Mark said weakly wriggling his toes.

"Don't worry, the car isn't much farther. I'll help you." Lila gripped his hand between both of hers and struggled to pull him to his feet. She pulled one of Marks arms over her shoulder and supported him as they walked the last few yards to the car.

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5 months ago
nice story, just a shame the grammer sucks
2 years ago
lila was a good macth to her father. I wish i was the one
2 years ago
Fucking awesome!!!!!!
2 years ago
puts the rest to shame :>)
2 years ago
puts the rest to shame... :>)
2 years ago
Very nice
2 years ago
That was tooooooo damn good my friend!!!!!!
2 years ago