This is a two part story that centers on a father and daughter traveling together to check out a potential university for future enrollment; while, during the same timeframe, mother and son attend an out of town wedding together. Both of their stories go sideways when each pair become side tracked as they venture down their own sexual rabbit holes. The second installment (Mother and Son) is near completion and will be published when finished and depending on initial feedback.
All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age...hope you enjoy...
Maddy, my eighteen year old daughter, is a very attractive young woman, who, aside from having outstanding grades, enjoys playing volleyball and she is a keen photographer. Not having dated much, when it came to the opposite sex, she seemed shy and inexperienced. I always assumed she was curious about sex, and figured that if she was anything like me, that when home alone, she was probably masturbating while surfing porn sites.
Maddy had applied to several prestigious universities and was scheduled to attend an out of state campus tour. Initially, my wife Polly was going to travel with her. They were going to spend a week checking out the school and the surrounding area. But, as luck would have it, the dates happened to coincide with those of an out of town wedding of one of my wife's closest friends. It was then decided that I would accompany Maddy on her trip, and that Tommy, Maddy's twin brother, would be Polly's plus one to the wedding.
Day 1
We flew to our destination, rented a car, took an hour drive to the university and checked into our hotel. We had a large single room with two queen size beds. The indoctrinations and tours were not due to start until the next day so we went out for dinner and then went back to the room to unwind from the long day's travel. We wanted to make sure we were well rested for the next day's festivities.
As we prepared for bed I had taken off my street clothes and was down to a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. Maddy came out of the bathroom wearing her usual pajamas. We had the television on and were listening to the local news, but not actually watching. I was checking my emails and Maddy had her nose buried in her phone. After about an hour, out of the blue, I heard Maddy quietly ask "Dad, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure." I absentmindedly answered.
"Do you think my boobs are too small?"
"No, no there not too small. As far as I know, there just right. I'm sure they're perfect. Why are you even asking me this?"
"Well, my boobs aren't even half as big as mom's! I can't help but feel like I got short changed!"
"You should be talking to your mother about this. I'm sure she knows a lot more about this stuff than I do. Besides, I never met a pair of boobs I didn't like. Now can't we change the subject?"
"Okay, sure, well...well...do...do boys play with themselves a lot?" She blurted.
I sat there shocked and a bit dumbfounded. I had to take a moment to think about what to say next. I looked over at her and it was obvious she was more than a little embarrassed.
"Geez, why are you even asking me these crazy questions? What brought all this on anyway?"
"Oh, just curious I guess."
"Well, unless things have changed much since I was your age, I'd say yeah...yeah they do."
"So Dad, did you do it...I mean a lot?"
"You mean masturbate? Sure, I did."
"Like how much?"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, I used to jerk off every chance I got...once, twice or even more times a day."
"EVERY DAY!?!"
"Pretty much." I said
"Wow!! That's incredible! You must have been one horny guy! Do all guys do it that much!?!"
"I can't speak for anyone else, but I'm pretty sure that I wasn't very unique."
"Wow, I knew guys did it, but I never imaged it was that much!"
"So girls don't do it that much?"
"NO! Are you kidding, that's crazy!"
"How often do you do it."
"DAD! I can't believe you're asking me that! GEEZ!!"
"Look, you asked me and I gave you an honest answer. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I love the fact that you felt comfortable enough to even bringing this up and talk to me about it. But if you're not comfortable talking about this anymore, that's fine with me. No harm, no foul."
I resumed watching television when Maddy said, "I do it two, sometimes three times a week."
I turned and looked over towards her "That's great! That sounds pretty healthy to me."
"I was afraid there was something wrong with me, that I was over sexed and that I was doing it way too much." She said sheepishly.
"I'm certainly no expert on the topic, but believe me, what you're doing sounds perfectly normal to me, and it feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
Maddy tried to hide an embarrassed smile "Yeah, it does."
"Do you remember that movie we all watched, I think it may have been a Spanish or Mexican movie, where there was a scene where those two boys were laying out by a swimming pool masturbating?"
"Yeah, I remember. I think it was called 'Y Tu Mama Tambien.'"
"I bet you do. I remember glancing over at you during that scene. As recall, you were really captivated by it."
"I was. I'd never seen boys doing that before. I thought it was soooo hot!"
"It was pretty explicit."
"Well, that scene was just so unexpected. You just don't expect to see that stuff in a main stream movie."
"I know, when I was young I'd get turned on whenever they showed bare breasts in a movie. Back then, that was about as 'racy' as things got. It sure is different nowadays."
"Yeah, I admit, that did turn me on." Maddy said, but then she continued. "Dad, we're you planning on jerking off on this trip?"
"I hadn't even thought about it. Why? Do you want to watch? What are your plans?" I shot back.
"DAD!!"
"Well geez, you're the one asking me these questions! What's fair is fair."
"There's no privacy here." Maddy said dismissively.
"Well, you could do it in the shower, or under the covers...I'll try not to peek."
"Yes, you would," She said with a grin. "and that would be creepy."
"Yeah, I get it, this conversation alone is creepy."
At that we stopped talking and before too long, turned off the lights and went to sleep...or so we thought.
I was tired, but too preoccupied from our discussion to fall asleep. I was horny as ever and my brain was in erotic overdrive. My dick was calling to me for attention and I can NEVER let it go unanswered. Before I knew it I was squeezing and stroking my cock under my blanket.
And that's when it happened. I glance over towards Maddy's bed and there she was, staring straight back at me. She was watching my covers move up and down as they revealed the stroking movements of my hand. Maddy's sheets were fluttering too. She was obviously fingering herself as she watched.
We laid there in our respective beds watching each other as we massaged our genitalia. I could feel my pending orgasm beginning to build and started to more aggressively pump my cock. Maddy could clearly see my building enthusiasm and she to stepped up her diddling. As I felt my climax, I kept my eyes fixed on Maddy, and she continued watching me. Suddenly, her entire body tensed, into an erotic state of rigor. Though she tried, she couldn't keep from groaning as wave after wave of an orgasmic tsunami flooded over her body. While she came I lifted my knees and tried to sit up as I shot my gooey cum all over under my sheets and onto my abdomen. I found myself laying with a sticky pool of cum both on my stomach and soaked into my sheets.
We had both kept ourselves covered up and hadn't actually seen anything, yet we had both experienced one of the most sensual experiences of our lives. After we had taken a few minutes to compose ourselves. In the dark room, Maddy and I rolled over in our respective beds facing each other. All we could hear was the air conditioner and our own breathing.
"Good night Daddy."
"Good night baby."
Day 2
The next day we got up early, acting as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened the night before. We spent most of the day attending various tours and indoctrinations about the university. Later, we went out for an early dinner, then strolled back to our hotel. As we walked I asked Maddy if she wanted to do anything special that evening like see a movie, go shopping, sightseeing or whatever.
"I'd just like to go back to the hotel and chill out." Maddy said.
"That works for me." I replied.
When we returned to our room Maddy asked, "Dad, can we talk about last night?"
"Sure. Are you feeling uncomfortable about what happened?"