Lodged In My Ass In The Ski Lodge : Anal Incest 26

The best thing about skiing is that mom doesn’t know how to do it.  Because of that daddy and I get to spend some quality time together, but things change when I take a tumble and bang my head.  I’m told not to fall asleep, so it’s up to daddy to keep me awake by any means necessary.  Read how he drives me wild with his stiffness, slipping it deep where it doesn’t belong.

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“No falling asleep,” daddy said, looking down on me.

“That’s the last thing I want to do right now,” I said, and I lifted my head and turned to face his crotch.

I started to bite at the fabric of his pants, moving closer to the bulge that I could see growing beneath.  It stretched out towards me, as though it was vying to make contact.

“Still okay?” I asked.

Daddy nodded, looking down intently.

“You tell me if you want me to stop,” I said, and I started to pull at the waist of his pants.

Daddy lifted his ass off the seat to help me and then slid down.  His boxer-shorts hugged tight to his legs like thermals.  You could make out everything beneath, and I mean everything.

Still, daddy didn’t make a sound, save for big breath that he seemed to hold as I hovered my face directly above the thick cylinder beneath the fabric of his underwear.

I started to kiss along his length and I could feel the pulse in his cock as my lips pressed around him.  I felt my heart start to race with him and my pussy became damp.

“Still okay …?”

Daddy stroked my hair.  “More than okay.”

I started to slide his boxer-shorts down and daddy moved his thick cable-knit sweater aside.  He took it off completely so he could get a good view, removing his t-shirt with it.

I watched the hair become thicker as I downed his underwear.  He lifted his ass off the seat again and helped me down his underwear.  I tried not to gasp as his big, delicious, forbidden cock leapt from his underwear and slapped back against his stomach.

He sat back in position and put his hand on my head again.  I stared down at the lightning-like veins that breathed life into his mature cock.  It looked so delicious, and it was devilishly jarring to know who it belonged to.

“Still okay,” daddy said.

I breathed deep, looking down on his cock and knowing this was it.  It was the culmination of all our glances and forbidden thoughts.

I rubbed my hand along him and then gripped around the hilt, standing him upright and marveling at his prowess.

“That’s some cock,” I hushed.

I kissed the head softly, just with my lips at first as though I was greeting it.  The urge to do more was strong.  The next time I kissed it I gave daddy a hint of tongue—just enough to get him even more excited.

I felt his body go tense and he hissed a breath.  The next kiss my mouth opened more, and I pushed my lips slowly over the smooth crown until I had several inches of him in my mouth.

“Oh, Lacey,” he groaned, pushing into me.

I started to work my mouth over him, pressing down and keeping my lips tight to his shaft.  I got filled by his cock.  It felt so surreal to have a part of him—a part of daddy—in my mouth like that.  I could really sense his arousal against me.  It was like sucking on rock.

I had such a yearning to put him inside me, but daddy was thinking of something a little more unconventional than I was.

I didn’t know it yet, but the more I covered his cock in my spit the more I was getting it ready to penetrate my virgin asshole.

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