Father Daughter Camping Trip

"I'm going to help her," Daniel explained, holding onto his wife Rachel's hands.

"Ever since her mother died she's needed help, and a camping trip, away from any parties or clubs could help clear her mind."

Rachel scoffed. "Do you know how many men that sexual deviant has let fuck her? She seduced my own brother! She's too far gone."

"She's my daughter," Daniel said through gritted teeth, pulling away from his wife, "And she's my responsibility. I'm taking her camping, just like we used to do, and that's that.

He left in a huff, his camping equipment and spare clothes already in the car, and drove to the local rehabilitation center. He knew the place fairly well, unfortunately, as Amanda had become something of a regular in the past few years. Her mother dying when she was only 16, followed by her father remarrying only three years later could really mess a kid up. Daniel only wished he had been closer to her through the whole thing.

Daniel parked and walked into the rehab center to sign Amanda out. She was waiting in the lobby, guard standing next to her, as she chat him up. She was wearing her normal attire of a far too small tank top, the clear outline of her nipples poking through and the majority of her flat stomach show to the world. She also had on her favorite pair of ripped jeans, the pair with a large hole at the bottom of her ass, showing off her curves. She got that ass from her mother, Daniel thought, watching his daughter talk with the officer.

"So, when do you get off?" Amanda asked, her voice bubbly and her chest forward, exposing even more cleavage.

"Well, uh, I actually..." the man's voice trailed off as Daniel approached.

"I got it from here, Officer uh... Evans, is it? Thanks." The man nodded, his face gone pale, and marched back down the corridor and out of sight.

"You're no fun," Amanda puffed, leaning back in her chair.

"I'm trying to help you," Daniel said, looking down at his daughter. "Come on, get in the car. I know what'll cheer you up."

Amanda squinted, hesitant at first, but ultimately followed her father back to the car and climbed in. She recognized the camping tents and firewood in the back.

"Camping? Seriously? What, you think that'll bring mom back?"

Daniel paused for a while after that. Amanda hunched back in her seat, trying to vanish. The pair of them drove silently through the winding roads and dense forest.

"I've been your age before Amanda, I know what it's like to sleep around," Daniel finally piped up.

"It's not the same thing, and you know it," Amanda replied, almost in a whisper. "You've never been institutionalized before, for starters."

"You're right," Daniel admitted, placing a hand over hers. "But I just want to help. I thought... I thought maybe we could do that together, and remember your mother in the process."

Amanda considered what he said for a moment, before taking his hand in hers.

"Ok. I'll give it a shot." Then, Amanda took Daniel's hand and placed it on her thigh, right over another hole in her jeans. Her skin was silky smooth, and just like the rest of her it seemed flawless. Daniel was caught off guard for a moment, admiring the touch of her skin, thinking about how similar it felt to her mothers, before he yanked his hand back to the steering wheel.

"Stop that," he said, blushing and keeping his eyes forward. Amanda laughed.

"This'll be a fun trip," she said, lying back in her chair and enjoying the dry, hot air.

They arrived at their old site at sundown, and Daniel began pitching their tents, with little help from Amanda. She was fiddling with her phone.

"We probably won't have time for a fire," Daniel noted, watching the sun slide down the trees. "We both had a pretty late lunch, so we should get to bed. I packed some PJs for you in your tent."

They both went into their respective tents, murmured good nights, and Daniel laid down on his bed, flashlight in hand. If there was anything he knew about his daughter, it was that she would try something dumb when his guard was down. He waited, dozing off every once in a while, but always jolting back to consciousness at the slightest sound. Being a light sleeper had its perks after all, it seemed.

Daniel heard the sound of a tent zipper from just outside. He waited a few seconds after the sound stopped and quickly jumped out. Thankfully, the moon was out in full force and he could see without the flashlight. He saw Amanda speed walking towards the car, and ran up behind her, before grabbing her arm. She spun around, her face in shock, before she realized who it was. Daniel towered over his daughter.

"Really, Amanda? Not even one night?"

"Well, I just-" she stammered, "I didn't realize there wasn't going to be any cell reception."

"In the woods?" Daniel asked. He relaxed his grip on her, genuinely puzzled by her reaction. Amanda took advantage of his surprise and fell once again into her old habits. She closed the small distance between their bodies, pushing up against him, making sure he could feel her nipples through the too-large pajama tank top. The sweatpants she was wearing were also massive on her, but she took advantage of their warmth by placing her hand on her father's lower back and pushing their crotches together. Amanda had always enjoyed her time with older men, and Daniel had the makings of one of her favorite partners. He had some fat to him, rounding out his sharpest edges, but he still had a strength to him that most men lose by their early thirties.

Daniel did not move at first from his daughter's touch, instead hesitating as a small part of him rejoicing at the touch of such a sexy women. His new wife had a much smaller sex drive than Amanda's mother, and he's grown frustrated over the past few months. Then, his conscience broke through, and he pushed Amanda away.

"Get back to bed. We're going hiking tomorrow morning."

Amanda strolled back to her tent, making sure her bubbly butt bounced all the way. Daniel could not help but stare, but eventually he returned to his tent too. He considered masturbating to relieve himself, but decided not, knowing who his thoughts would inevitably drift to.

The next day the two did go hiking, Daniel in shorts that showed off his old running legs, and Amanda in her jeans and tank top, as Daniel forgot to pack her anything besides PJs. She was annoyed by this at first, before realizing that it meant he had to see her ass and a large amount of her tits the whole day. She made sure to walk in front of him for the majority of the trip, swaying her hips back and forth the entire time.

At night, Daniel built a campfire and the two roasted smores together. It seemed the hours long hike had made a break in Amanda's resolve, as she began talking to Daniel, first about college, then friends, then her mother. Daniel explained how lost he felt without her, and how Rachel had helped fix that void, but could not help with everything. Amanda, slowly at first, explained how detached she felt from him, how his absence during that time had felt like a betrayal. They hugged, Amanda's eyes growing red and watery, and parted for bed. Daniel was glad for the breakthroughs they had together.

Later that night, as Daniel lay asleep, he heard the sound of tent zippers from outside. Instead of footsteps afterwards, however, he heard his daughter's voice.

"Do you mind if I sleep in your tent tonight, Dad? I... I didn't want to be alone."

"Yes, of course," Daniel quickly replied, undoing his tent flap and letting Amanda in. She was in her jeans and tank top.

"Pajamas a little too big?" H asked, chuckling. Amanda nodded. "They're Rachel's - she's put on some weight."

The two clambered onto the mattress and placed the blanket over them. Daniel was in his normal sleeping attire of only a pair of boxer shorts. He enjoyed the cold.

He also enjoyed the heat at times, and now he could feel Amanda's heat as she pushed her back against him, making them spoon. His hands brushed against her bare ass through the rips in her jeans.

"So, you don't spend a lot of alone time with her?" Amanda asked in a soft voice. She pushed her ass back even more, causing Daniel to solidify his grasp of her butt and poke her slightly with his now-hard cock.

"Not as much as I like," Daniel breathed, his heart racing. He could not stop himself from rubbing Amanda's ass through her jeans, and slipping his boxer shorts off, leaving his dick to hang free under the sheets.

"I like spending time with you," Amanda said, reaching around behind her and grabbing her father's hand. She guided him to her supple breasts, where he lifted the small top and fondled her nipples. Amanda groaned, arching her back and making Daniel's dick push up against her ass.

Daniel lost it. He threw the sheet off of them and tore Amanda's top off, leaving her ample bosom free for him to see. He got up onto his knees and slid Amanda's tight jeans off, showing only a clean shaven pussy underneath. She gasped at seeing his cock for the first time, though he knew it was not that large. However, he also had extensive knowledge in how to use it. Daniel flipped Amanda over, her ass pushed into the air, and spit onto her pussy, readying it for his cock.

"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me," Amanda repeated over and over, until Daniel could not take it anymore, and rammed his length into his daughter's waiting cunt. She shrieked, loud enough to scare away some birds, and moaned as her father thrusted in and out of her, his balls making slapping noises that echoed into the night. Daniel felt her cum underneath him, and suddenly he was young again, fucking his first wife in their home, conceiving Amanda. The thought sent Daniel over the edge, and before he could warn her he was cumming inside of his daughter, white hot cum that spilled out onto his mattress.

They both stayed that way, catching their breath, Daniel still inside her, as Amanda murmured, "I want you to fuck me in my ass, Daddy. I love being fucked in the ass and I want to be filled up by your cum, everywhere."

Daniel's mind was still racing from the euphoria of fucking Amanda raw, so he barely noticed as he turned her around, placed her feet on his shoulders, and lined up his cock with her asshole. Her ass was up in the air and he supported it by grabbing both ass cheeks, each one not even fitting in his hands. He did notice, however, as Amanda spit on her hand and rubbed it over his shaft, saying, "I love being with you, Dad. I love when we spend time together." Daniel's only response was to grunt and thrust forward, burying himself in Amanda's asshole. His daughter shrieked in ecstasy, and Daniel watched as her massive tits rocked back and forth while he fucked her. Her ass was much tighter than her pussy, and Daniel relished the feeling of sliding in and out, watching her tits and feeling her ass, both of which he had been dreaming of for the past few days. True to her word, Amanda came twice while he was riding her, and a third time as he ejaculated balls deep. Daniel let out a primal moan as he came.

As soon as he pulled out, Amanda was there, cleaning his cock with her luscious red lips. When she was done, he pushed her onto her back and suckled her nipples as she played with his cock.

The two of them continued to play with each other for the rest of the night, and much farther into the future. Daniel never returned home to Rachel after that trip, instead finding a much deeper, primordial love in his daughter and new wife, Amanda.