Camping with Daughter Ch. 05

"But, Jennifer," I interrupted, "not everyone is as beautiful and attractive as you are. There are men and women out there that are overweight, insufficiently endowed, deformed and generally ugly. Having these issues often brings about insecurities, which in turn can become jealousy. Not everyone is as well adjusted as you are."

"That may be, Daddy," she said, "but that's no reason to restrict everyone. Also, by hiding their issues, they are lying to the other people they meet. Imagine how you'd feel if you met this fabulous looking woman who was everything you ever wanted, but when you finally took her to bed, you found out it was a man dressed as a woman. Think of the time you wasted with this person. Think of the emotional strain that would put on you.

"On the other hand, there are plenty of men out there that would be extremely turned on by a man who could make himself look like a good looking woman. Men who weren't interested wouldn't get caught in the trap, and only men who are truly able to appreciate this person would get involved. The same is true for fat people and deformed people. There's a whole class of people that are attracted to big, beautiful women and people with deformities."

I wondered if there could ever be a society like that. Could our world actually survive with such an open attitude? It would be fun to find out.

"One other thing," Jennifer added. "Many people who are overweight and out of shape wouldn't be if they were naked all the time. If people were more honest and there was less deception, people would have less pain. Most people who are overweight have a deep emotional pain that they're carrying around and covering up with their fat. In some cases, they're keeping people away from them to prove their own lack of self worth. Sometimes they want to be right, and by being unattractive they prove they are unlovable. Sometimes they're so lonely they compensate by eating. The same is true for many people who are anorexic. They're obsessed with being thin to be attractive."

Just then we walked out into a big open field. Tall, green grass that was about waist-high stretched out in all directions in front of us. The dark, cool forest was behind us, and the snow-capped mountains were beyond the field behind a fine haze. It was beautiful.

"Ah, this will be perfect for a picnic," my daughter exclaimed as we stood there and admired the view.

We went in about 100 yards and then spread out the blanket, mashing the tall grass underneath it. It was almost like a big, thick feather bed by the time we were done.

I was about to open the backpack to get our lunch out when Jennifer stopped me.

"Now that we're in the sun, maybe I should put some suntan lotion on you," she said. "We wouldn't want you to get all burned. Afterward, you can put lotion on me."

My mind went into all those fantasies all men have of putting suntan lotion on a beautiful girl. Could I control myself with my daughter? I had to.

I lay down on my stomach while Jen straddled my butt and started squirting lotion all over my back. The lotion felt cold, but her warm, strong hands were amazing. Again her sports could be sensed by the strength of her massage as she spread the lotion around.

As she leaned into my back, I could feel her pussy rub against the cheeks of my ass. I was sure she was doing it on purpose, and the streaks of cool moisture that she left down there did not go unnoticed.

She didn't linger. She also didn't hesitate as she rubbed lotion into my butt cheeks and upper thighs. After going all the way down my legs, I expected her to stop, but she returned to my butt and upper thighs. I almost jumped out of my skin when her lotion-covered hand ran down my perineum and over my ball-sac. She then grabbed my balls and started rolling them in her hand, covering them with lotion in the process. My cock was hard as a rock when she was finished.

"Okay, Daddy, roll over," she commanded as she slapped me on the ass.

"That's all right, honey," I said as I rolled halfway over, hiding my erection from her. "I can put lotion on myself." Silly me.

"Nope! Not happening!" she said playfully. "I can't believe after what we've been through already that you had even a smidgen of belief that I was going to let you put suntan lotion on yourself... anywhere!" Then she let out a laugh. "Besides, I can't wait until you're putting lotion on me, and I don't expect you to miss one inch of my body, back or front! Now roll over all the way!"

Okay, so my fantasies were going to come true, with my daughter, no less. Oh well, might as well go with it and enjoy it.

I rolled the rest of the way onto my back, and I saw Jen's eyes lock onto my erection. It just amazed me how indiscreet she was about it as she smiled and her eyes twinkled.

"I see you liked my massage," she said with a grin.

She straddled my hips, resting herself on my groin as she squirted suntan lotion into her hand. She set the lotion down beside me and started massaging the cream into my chest and neck. She was committed to putting lotion everywhere as she even massaged the cream into my face and around my ears. I could feel her pussy sliding up and down my shaft as she had done that morning, and I realized she was working herself up while she was providing protection from the sun for me.

"You've got such a handsome body," she said as she worked. "I really love how toned your muscles are. You've got great pecs and a nice strong stomach. It makes rubbing this lotion in a pleasure."

Again she didn't linger as I would have expected. Jen methodically moved down my chest, over my stomach and along my hips. She seemed to ignore my erection when it got in her way as she ran her hands over my abdomen and through my pubic hair. It felt great as her massage continued down to my upper thigh. She was amazingly strong as her fingers worked the muscles while massaging in the suntan cream.

I was sure she would leave my cock and balls alone because she seemed to forget about them as she continued down my legs. Again she rubbed the cream into my calves and ankles with great skill, giving me the most relaxing massage I think I've ever had.

"Your legs are really nice looking, too," she continued as she worked. "Either you worked out a lot or your job was very physically demanding." I told her it was both. "Look at these calves of yours," she said admiringly. "You're going to have to let me give you more massages when we get home." Like that would be a problem.

Then I thought about going home with her. What would Sally think? Would my relationship with Jennifer come out? Would Sally divorce me? How would she react to it? Would Jennifer be open about what we did with her mom? I have to admit, it got me feeling very uncomfortable and nervous.

Once again I was wrong. When my daughter finished with my legs, her attention returned to my groin. Squirting a fresh dollop of cream into her hand, she proceeded to work it into my cock and balls. There was no doubt in my mind that she was giving me a hand-job and not just applying suntan lotion. Did I want her to stop? Yes and no. Did I make her stop? No.

"Mom is so lucky," she said as my daughter stroked my cock. "I hope I can find a boy with a dick as beautiful as yours. It's got such a nice shape, and it gets so hard. I don't know if the size is that important, just as long as it feels good inside me."

Her hands were bringing me very close to yet another orgasm. I was amazed at how her dainty fingers slid around my scrotum and over my glans. Then she would squeeze my shaft and stroke it vigorously before returning to massaging my balls and teasing my cock-head.

Just as I thought she was going to take me past the point of no return, she suddenly release my cock and said, "Okay, now put lotion on me." She flopped down on her stomach and waited.

"That was cruel," I said as I lifted myself up.

"I know," she said with a grin, "but you'll be glad I left you hanging later."

I didn't know what that meant, but I didn't bother to ask. I just grabbed the lotion and straddled her hips as she had done mine. My cock was so hard that it felt like it might snap off if brushed the wrong way. It pulsed over my daughter's spine, and I could see pre-cum building up and about to drip onto her back. Oh, well. I'll just rub it in with the lotion when I get down there.

Jennifer's skin was amazingly soft, smooth and silky. In spite of the firm muscles underneath, my daughter's body was all woman. If I hadn't already been erect, just running my hands over her exquisite back would have made me hard as a rock. Not a hint of tan lines could be seen anywhere as I rubbed the lotion into her soft skin, and I imagined she sunbathed topless. Considering there were no lines below her waist, I had to believe she went bottomless, too, or else she used a tanning booth.

I tried to give her as good a massage as she had given me, and from the sounds of her moans and sighs, I was successful.

As my massage came to her ass, I decided I wouldn't hesitate. This wasn't all that intimate, was it? Considering how it affected my state of arousal, it definitely was. God, was her ass nice. It was just the right amount of firm and malleable, and it had just the right amount of curve and fullness. Jennifer's hips were small, yet her butt was round and begging to be squeezed.

Unfortunately, I lost control to some extent. I just had to check out what lay between those beautiful cheeks. While squeezing and massaging her sexy gluts, I took a peek at the brown, puckered sphincter of her rectum. I couldn't help myself. I just had to touch it and run my finger around it, and I did. I forgot that Jennifer would feel it, and her reaction surprised me.

"Careful, Daddy," she said after my second loop around her tight little hole, "I'm a virgin there, too."

She didn't jerk away. She didn't criticize me or tell me to keep my hands away. She just told me to be careful.

I touched the entrance to her rectum, and her sphincter muscles seemed to move on their own. It was like feeding a fish as the muscles pulsed around my touch, almost demanding that I violate her.

As soon as the tip of my finger passed the puckered opening, she said, "That feels really nice, Daddy, but I'd prefer you don't go any further."

As strong as my lust was driving me, that's as far as I would go. I removed my finger and went back to rubbing lotion into her sexy globes.

"Sorry, honey, but you're just as beautiful back here, and I kind of lost control," I said quietly.

"That's okay," she mumbled back. "I trust you, and like I said, it felt really good."

I then moved down her legs to be squatting over her tiny feet. My cock was still rock-hard, and I could feel my balls brush against her heels as I massaged her upper thighs. Again I was taken by the view of her below me. Her thighs were strong and yet slender, and as I massaged them, her young pussy peeked out from between them. There was obvious moisture seeping out from between her lips, but I decided to do like she had done and massage that part of her after I finished her legs.

Massaging her legs was a treat, but when I got to her tiny feet, again I was overcome with lust. The feel of her feet in my hands, her tiny toes, the pads... it was so sexy it's a wonder I didn't blow my load just from the eroticism of it all, but I wanted to wait. I wanted to be highly stimulated when I massaged her pussy, which was just a couple feet away begging me to touch it.

As she had done to me, I finally moved up and put a little more lotion in my hands. My little girl knew exactly what I was doing as her legs spread just a little to give me better access. In her new state, I could see her pussy dribbling her juices just waiting to be caressed.

Gently, I slid my hand down, palm up, sliding my finger tips against her perineum and down over her pink lips. I could feel the rougher texture of her skin there, and her lips released a pulse of liquid at my touch. She moaned as I continued to stroke her lips, allowing one finger to slip between them. Reaching all the way up, I could feel her stiff little clit quivering at the tip of her lips, and then I slid my hand back down to stroke around the entrance to her vagina. Each stroke was met with a low gutteral moan from my sweet, innocent daughter.

Jennifer didn't flinch when I let my index finger slip into her vagina to explore her inner regions. I felt her hymen just an inch or so inside, but I didn't dare put any pressure on it. My daughter didn't balk but just moaned as I let my finger feel around inside.

She was extremely wet and hot, and there was no doubt that she was highly aroused. I used her juices to lubricate her lips so I could slip over her clit again before returning my digit to her love canal. Her vaginal walls started to pulse against my finger, so I pulled it out and said, "Okay, honey, roll over."

As my gorgeous daughter rolled onto her back, she said, "I guess payback is a bitch, isn't it?"

"Whatever to you mean?" I asked with feigned innocence.

"You had me right on the verge of an orgasm, you nasty old man, you," she said with a grin. "So, finally you have learned to deny me of something I want."

She was right. This was the first time I had denied her, but it felt good. For some reason, it never occurred to me that it was wrong to even consider touching her in a way that would give her a climax, and thus it never entered my mind that getting her close and leaving her unsatisfied was just as bad or worse. It's worse because it only encourages her to be all the more sensuous and manipulative in her sexual ways.

Now I looked down on my baby as she lay before me waiting for me to massage suntan lotion into her whole front side. She looked so perfect. Her breasts had flattened a little and now bulged more at the sides, but her overall shape couldn't be any better. Her golden-blond hair splayed out under her head like a halo reflecting the sun.

Again I straddled her hips and started working lotion into her shoulders and across her chest. As she had done, I massaged cream into her beautiful face, neck and around her ears. My cock was so close to a spontaneous orgasm that I was careful not to touch it against her or by mistake as I massaged her body. Her breasts were soft and warm to the touch, but her nipples were like pebbles in the palms of my hands. I had to twist them gently and pull a little, and I was rewarded with a soft moan.

I rubbed down her ribs, feeling them just a fraction of an inch below the surface of her soft skin. Her stomach was amazingly firm, and I imagined her sliver of a bellybutton filled with my sperm. Damn, what a pervert I was.

I continued down, avoiding her pussy for now. Her hips were amazing. She had an impressively flat abdomen, and her hip bones bulged on either side. My fingers brushed across the blond whisp of pubic hair as it traversed the expanse between her hips.

Continuing down, I watched her pussy lips open slightly as I worked her upper thighs, revealing to me the moisture that was still being produced within. It was a true test of my wills to keep from driving my turgid member deep within her, but I managed to restrain myself.

Again I enjoyed her calves, ankles and tiny feet before returning to that secret spot that I desired most of all. I had to control myself as I gently massaged a new blob of suntan lotion over her swollen mons. The moan that escaped her lips told me she was enjoying my touch, so I continued on. Again I let one finger dip between her moist labia as I rubbed up and down. I could feel her stiff clit sliding along the pads of my fingers, but I only allowed them to brush it gently.

Then I dipped two fingers between her lips and up into her vagina. I received no objection. She actually lifted her hips slightly to meet my fingers, so I returned to massaging up and down and allowing my fingers to repeatedly slip into her but never far enough to damage her cherry.

Once again I could feel her insides pulse as she approached orgasm, but this time, I didn't stop. She had given me so much pleasure these last few days, I just had to take her all the way. It didn't take long.

Suddenly, she sat up and grabbed my forearm with the strength of a lioness, holding it as her entire body tensed. As hard as she was holding onto me, I could still move my fingers and massage her most sensitive spot while dipping my fingers repeatedly into her dripping pussy. She shuddered, and I watched and felt her insides convulse over and over. Jennifer's face had turned a bright pink which traveled down her neck and over the upper part of her chest.

I swear she climaxed for ten minutes, and she didn't breathe until it was over. I'm sure that's an exaggeration, but it sure seemed that way.

When she finally pushed my arm away from her, she collapsed on the blanket and gasped for air. She panted for what seemed like another five minutes while she went through multiple aftershocks. I swear she never looked so beautiful.

"Oh my God!" she finally gasped. "These orgasms are getting better and better. No wonder I was born exactly nine months after you and Mom got married. I'm surprised she didn't have a litter."

I lay beside her for about an hour before we decided to break out the food. I think we both fell asleep for a while because it seemed like just a few minutes.