Camping with Daughter Ch. 03

"All right, Daddy!" she exclaimed as she watched my purple head spit. "That's the way! Just keep it coming! Ooh, that looks so cool! Mmm, it feels so good! Come on, give me another blast! Ah, one more. You can do it. That's the way, Daddy!"

When I jerked out the last glob of my white sperm, my senses left me, and I collapsed on the soft grass that lined the path. I don't know what happened, but it seemed like I passed out. The next thing I knew, Jennifer was sitting by my side, and my head was in her naked lap staring directly into her soft blond bush. She was cooing over me like I was her little baby, congratulating me as if I'd just taken my first step, her fingers lightly caressing my scalp.

"Oh, Daddy, that was wonderful! Don't you feel a lot better now? You're so good, I can't believe it! Ooh, my poor daddy. You were so sexy! I love you so much!" And on and on like that.

My initial feelings were of complete relaxation. I just relished the soft sweet odor coming from her feminine folds just inches from my nose. Her strong fingers combing through my hair felt so relaxing, and her soft skin under my cheek was like a cloud.

Then I felt remorse. How could I do such a thing in front of my little baby girl? What a disgusting person I was, but Jennifer's constant soothing comments were in total opposition to my feelings. She had enjoyed it. She wasn't offended or disgusted. She had encouraged it. What was going on here? I was so confused.

When I looked up at my baby, she was so beautiful. Her soft tan skin stretched over her tight body. Her firm, young breasts hovering over my face; the areolas a light pink and her nipples hard and swollen, so perfect in every way. Her bright blue eyes were looking down at me with such love and sympathy. Her thin, pink lips, moist and so kissable, smiling down at me. Her bright white teeth so perfectly formed in her mouth. God! How could anyone deny someone so beautiful? How had I become the father of such a creature?

"What happened?" I asked as my senses returned.

"You fell down," she explained. "At first I thought you hurt yourself or had a heart attack or something, but then I saw you breathing so peacefully, and I knew you were just fine. It was so special being with you and sharing that. Thank you so much!" Then she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. Just a light kiss, but her lips had a strange odor and taste. Nothing bad, just odd.

"Are you okay," she asked. "Are you ready to continue hiking back to our camp?"

"Uh... yeah," I groaned as I stood back up. Jennifer handed me the backpack, and I put my arms through the straps.

She stood beside me and grabbed my hand. "That was so cool!" she exuded. "I've never seen so much come out! You must have dumped a quarter cup or more. I knew your poor balls were about to explode."

Then, in the next second, she completely changed the subject. She started telling me about a sleepover she had with a couple of her girlfriends and how they had talked about their favorite movie stars. Then she was off to the story line behind one of her favorite movies. You'd think watching a guy ejaculate was as natural as watching a sunrise.

Suddenly, her energy leaped up again. She started prancing around and talking to me about winning the state championship in acrobatics. While telling me the whole story and all the stunts she performed, she walked backwards in front of me. I couldn't help but admire her body once again. She had such a perfect shape; she would put Playboy girls to shame. No airbrushing would be required of this little girl. Her beautiful face with its thin, straight nose and bright blue eyes could melt Satan himself. Her long blond hair had completely dried and seemed to have brushed itself as it hung down in front and back of her strong shoulders. It fascinated me how the length seemed to be precisely down to her nipples. The soft ends looked like they tickled the little buttons, helping to keep them hard.

Oh, shit! It was bound to happen. Looking at her had its natural affect. In spite of the explosive orgasm just a short while before, my cock started to rise again. At first it didn't seem that she noticed. She just kept telling me about the competition. Then I noticed her eyes, while looking at me fairly steadily, quickly glanced down and then back up every now and then. She saw the affect she was having, and a hint of a smile appeared on her face.

When her story ended with her proud description of receiving the medal in the center of the mat while the whole school watched, she returned to my side and grabbed my hand again.

"You know it was such fun winning that award," she said. "It was so exciting, and I felt so beautiful as they put the medal around my neck. I know a lot of guys get all excited just seeing me in my leotards, and I'm sure a lot of them were in the stands that day. I feel so sorry for some of the other girls who don't have nice bodies like mine."

Wow, this girl proved again that she was not near as naive as she appeared to be. She obviously knew what she looked like relative to other girls and how gorgeous her body was, and she liked to flaunt it, too. What a tease!

"I see you really like my body, too, don't you?" she asked out of the blue.

"Huh?"

"I can tell," she grinned, holding my hand and swinging my arm to and fro in an exaggerated arc. "Whenever you look at me, your eyes grow so wide, and I can tell you really like looking at me. Most guys are so obvious. Their pupils get really big, and their faces change. I can tell they think I'm beautiful. It makes me feel so sexy."

I didn't know what to say. She was right, and I knew it. I didn't have to worry about making any kind of a comment, though. Her conversation made another jog off to a whole new subject. Once again, we were talking about her friends and their ups and downs.

We walked and talked like that for at least another hour. The next thing I knew, we were back at our campsite. I dropped the backpack near the tent and went inside to pull on a pair of shorts.

When I came out to start dinner, I could see the look of disappointment on my daughter's face when she saw I'd put on my shorts, but she didn't say anything. I think she felt a little self-conscious because of my sense of modesty and climbed into the tent to put on her ultra-skimpy pair of shorts and a cut-off tee-shirt. In spite of the fact I was glad she did (it was hard enough to look at her dressed), it bothered me that I was obviously making her uncomfortable.

"What shall we have for dinner?" Jennifer asked when she had finished getting dressed. "I'm so hungry. For some reason, sperm always makes me hungry."

"Huh?" I said, wondering if I heard her right.

"Yeah, it's really weird," she continued. "Whenever I swallow a guy's cum, about twenty minutes later, I get so hungry."

"Are you telling me you ate my sperm?" I asked in shock.

"Of course, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "You didn't think I was going to waste it, did you? I mean, that's the seed that created me! It would be a shame to squander it. Even if you weren't my father, sperm should be savored and enjoyed, and I did! Every last drop of it! Now, what's for dinner?"

I really didn't know what I was going to do with Jennifer. She was such a wonderful girl, and with her attitude, she would make men happy wherever she went. As a matter of fact, I could see where she could control men to do her bidding if she wanted. She was already controlling me to some extent, but I liked it, and I'm sure that any man she met would, too.

As I was preparing the burgers, Jennifer said to me, "Daddy, I want you to make a promise to me." I wondered what she was going to make me do. In that fleeting moment, I knew I'd promise her anything. "Promise me that you won't let your sperm go to waste while I'm around. If you want to get yourself off in private, bring it to me. Of course I'd rather you just let me get it straight from the source, but I understand if you want to be by yourself sometimes. Just don't spurt your stuff where I can't get it. It's real important to me."

What could I say? I stuttered a moment before I finally agreed. Of course I was hard as a rock, as usual. It was going to be a long two weeks, but the best two weeks of my life.

When we finally went to bed, I decided to sleep in the raw. I knew it was wrong, but after the day's events, it was pretty mild. Besides, I also knew that I was being a prude, and I hated putting those stupid morals on such a perfect being. Of course Jennifer was already naked when I climbed into the tent, and her smile eased my discomfort as I dropped my shorts.

I lay on my side facing her as my little daughter snuggled up to me. Like the night before, she wrapped herself around me, arms around my neck, her leg thrown over my hip, and fell asleep almost immediately with her face buried in my neck.

Feeling her firm breasts against my chest and her soft pubic bush tickling my abdomen kept me awake for at least another hour. My cock was throbbing again, and I was afraid it was going to have a mind of its own during the night and find its way into her virgin tunnel barely an inch away.

I woke up just as the sun was rising as I felt Jennifer slip out of the sleeping bag. There was a soft yellow light coming through the thin material of the tent, and the clear, fresh air made me want to go back to sleep.

With half-closed eyes, I saw Jennifer grab the toilet paper and unzip the front of the tent. I could hear her take our camping shovel and then run off into the woods, presumably to take care of business. Since she exited the tent naked, I guessed she didn't put anything on and was now running through the woods in her birthday suit. The vision only intensified the next dream I had of her refusing to ever get dressed again and wandering around town naked while everyone just accepted it.

The next thing I knew, it was bright daylight. Something about this girl was having a weird affect on me. Normally, I'm awake with the sunrise. On this trip, I had been sleeping until the sun was high in the sky.

I was on my back and still covered by the sleeping bag, and Jennifer was snuggled against me again. Her leg was resting right on my swollen cock. She didn't move, so I presumed she was asleep. I turned my head to look at my watch and saw that it was seven-fifteen.

Jennifer must have been awake because her hand went up and started caressing my hair line and temple. She pressed her face harder into my neck and kissed me. Her leg moved up and then down, as if to acknowledge the fact that she felt my hard-on under it. My arm was under her side, and I hugged her closer to me.

"I love you, Daddy," she whispered into my ear. "You are so handsome and good to me. I'm so glad you're home for good."

We lay like that for about a minute, and then she slowly pulled away and told me she was going to go make us some coffee. Still in her birthday suit, she disappeared out of the tent. I slowly got up, wondering if today was going to be as erotic as the day before.

I straightened up the inside of the tent and put on a tee-shirt and shorts. A moment later, Jennifer was at the opening in the tent with two cups of coffee. This time she didn't seem to care that I was dressed and she was still naked. She squatted down next to me Indian style and started to sip the hot liquid.

"We've got neighbors," she casually announced. From her tone, I presumed she meant some wildlife had appeared near the campsite. "It looks like some college kids." Now she had my attention.

"Really?" I asked. "Where?"

"Oh, just down the way. I saw them having breakfast when I went to relieve myself."

"Did they see you?" Was she running around out there in the buff in front of total strangers?

"I guess so," she said unconcerned. "I waved at them, and they waved back."

What was I going to do with this girl? She was just so natural about her body. Should I care? Should I teach her to cover herself? God, this was hard being a father!

"How many of them were there?" I asked.

"It looked like two girls and a guy. That's all I saw, anyway."

"Well, it might be a good idea if you wear some clothes for a while," I suggested, hoping this wouldn't be too fatherly.

"Don't worry, I was planning on it," she said without looking up.

When we finished our coffee, I went out into the woods to satisfy some natural urges of my own (no, not the ones my daughter was building inside me, the other ones). I decided to walk down the riverbank in the direction I thought Jennifer had indicated our neighbors had set up camp. It was quite a ways away before I came upon their campsite. I was relieved to find out that they weren't too close. Obviously wanting their own privacy, they had set up their camp almost a mile downstream. It did make me curious as to why Jennifer had walked this far to do her business. Maybe this was one area that she had some modesty.

It turned out to be just as Jennifer said, three college kids; two girls and a boy. The two girls looked like they were twin sisters around Jennifer's age, and the boy looked to be a little older. By the looks of all three of them, they could have been siblings.

Both of the girls were very pretty in spite of a lack of makeup. They were slender and in good shape, and they were both wearing shorts and loose-fitting tops that exposed a lot of skin.

The boy was athletic looking. He wasn't real muscular, but he looked healthy and well toned. At the moment I saw him, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his body had nice definition.

When I returned, Jennifer was making breakfast. She had put on one of her half tee-shirts and a pair of black stretch shorts similar to the ones she wore the day before. I still couldn't figure out how she got them to stretch enough to get up over her hips, not that they completely covered everything they should.

While we ate the wonderful breakfast Jennifer made, we continued to chat. She told me more about her life. After the day before, she seemed a little more comfortable by telling me a little more of her experiences with boys. She didn't go into great details, but it was clear that she somehow kept them satisfied without losing her virginity. I just had to believe that she was providing some form of sexual favors, but I wasn't about to ask.

We decided to hike the other way downstream in the direction of our new neighbors to see what was there. Again we packed a lunch and had a wonderful hike and picnic. We ended up taking a nap under this big oak tree by the river for about an hour. I had the backpack under my head for a pillow, and Jennifer slept with her head on my shoulder. With the sunlight flickering through the leaves of the tree and the sound of the water bubbling by, we went to sleep quickly. I was pretty groggy when I woke up, but my daughter's enthusiastic personality quickly energized me.

Funny thing was, absolutely nothing went on sexual the whole day except in my imagination. Jennifer was dressed so scantily that I couldn't help but picture her naked all the time. Her breasts bounced gently under the half tee-shirt, and her firm buttocks moved seductively, barely covered by the skin-tight knit shorts.

As observant as Jennifer was, I don't think she was aware that I sported an erection the entire day again. This time I made a point of hiding it better knowing it was going to happen.

When we got back to camp at the end of the day, Jennifer said, "Let's go introduce ourselves to our neighbors. Maybe they'd like to play a game or something."

I agreed, so we packed some chips and munchies and headed over to their camp. Even though my daughter was dressed, she was still wearing so little that I was concerned it might cause some issues, but she assured me that it wouldn't be a problem.

"Who knows?" she added. "It might make them more comfortable and more open to making friends."