MxF
POV: Female
The characters in this story are over the age of 18. I do not condone incest in any form or fashion, this is just a fun little story for your entertainment.
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I'm 22 years old and have already broken off an engagement. Me and my ex fiancΓ©, Logan, were supposed to get married in a year and a half. We picked a date and started planning everything, then I walked in on him fucking our neighbor. That cougar slut, Wendy, always had a thing for him. I didn't think he would be interested in her, I trusted him. Now I'm moving back in with my dad until I can find my own place. God, I feel like my life just fell apart. My entire preconceived future is gone. The only good thing is I'm going to a concert tomorrow to see my favorite band. Dad bought me tickets when I moved back in, he wanted something for me to look forward to.
Right now we are checking into the hotel and the receptionist is checking out my dad. I roll my eyes, I'm so used to this, it's been my whole life. My dad is 45 but definitely doesn't look it by any means. My friends, strangers, co-workers, hell even my ex was infatuated by my father. I guess he's good looking, I've never really looked at my dad that way. He gets our key and winks at the receptionist, way too aware of the effect he has on people.
I snort as we walk to the elevator, "You never get tired of flirting, do you?"
He grins, "Hey I'm single and it makes me feel good. I'm not too old yet."
"You're not old until I hire a nurse to change your shitty diapers," I retort smiling.
He laughs, "You're not going to change them for me?"
"Hell no!"
"What a terrible daughter," He teases with a grin and we head to our room.
We walk into the hotel room and I immediately frown. There is one King size bed in the center when there was supposed to be two queens. My dad lets out a huff of frustration.
"Better go flirt your ass off," I say with a grin.
"Yeah yeah," He leaves to head back downstairs to get us the correct room. I read the tv pamphlet & see 'The Alien: an Erotic Film' and snort. Who actually watches that crap. Dad comes back & drags a hand down his face.
"So theres some convention in town along with the concert so they upgraded us to a king size bed for the inconvenience," He explains.
"So you struck out?" I tease referring to his flirting.
He grins, "Shut up. I'll sleep on the floor, you can get the bed."
"Uhhh no, you have back problems dad you're not sleeping on the floor. We're both adults, I don't care if we share the bed," I tell him.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"Yeah, it's a king sized bed, we have plenty of space. Hey and if we get bored we can watch The Alien: an Erotic Film." He laughs and grabs the pamphlet from me.
"Theres no way people actually watch that."
After we settle in we decide to kill some time and check out the pool. The concert isn't until tomorrow so we're just burning daylight. I put on my purple bathing suit top that compliments my lightly tanned skin. I look in the mirror of the hotel bathroom admiring how my boobs sit in this bikini. I'm so glad my boobs grew after high school, I was flat chested but thank god for birth control, the only good side effect. Now my tits are a perfect 32 D. I put on my black bathing suit bottoms & throw up my hair before walking out. My dad is ready for the pool, our pool bag in his hands. He briefly glances down at my cleavage before looking away. I don't think anything of it, boobs are hard not to look at, I look too. I'm worse than a man sometimes.
"That bathing suit is cute," He says as he heads for the door.
"I know right," I reply grinning. "It's my, 'I'm single,' bathing suit. Maybe i'll meet a cute lifeguard. You might have to vacay the room tonight."
He chuckles, "Darlin' you're gonna have to go to his hotel room because I'm gonna be watching 'The Alien: an Erotic Film.'"
I laugh, "I'm sure you would."
We get to the pool and theres a few people there. Some families and some couples. The lifeguard is definitely cute, she is rocking that one piece.
"I might be leaving with a cute lifeguard," My dad grins. The lifeguard notices him and smiles.
I roll my eyes, "I can never pick up girls when you're around." He takes off his shirt, I'm sure making it a show for the lifeguard. My dad is kind of ripped, but I'm more focused on his tan. "Dude how do you get that tan without some sort of tanning lotion."
"I'm just blessed," He grins throwing his shirt in my face then laughing. I throw it back at him. I put on my tanning lotion and lay out. After 15 minutes I flip over to get my back. I hear my dad flirting with the lifeguard and I roll my eyes. Lucky bastard. It's been 3 months since Me and Logan broke up. It's been 5 months since I've had sex. I just want to have a little fun.
Once the sun started to set we headed back to the room. We both showered & got ready for bed. I usually sleep naked but clearly thats not an option so I put on some tight white booty shorts that I only wear at home and a black slightly cropped tank top. My dad is shirtless in his boxers. I get in the bed and adjust the pillows so I can sit up.
"You comfortable with this?" He asks before sliding into bed. "I didn't bring anything else because I thought we had separate beds."
"Thats fine, I don't care," I say waving hand, too focused on trying to find something to watch. I finally find a movie and Dad falls asleep almost immediately. Midway through the movie I do too.
I'm moaning as I'm bent over a table getting fucked by some guy from a bar. He's ramming into me over and over, making me scream. Then I hear someone saying my name.....Hannah Hannah Hannah.
"Hannah," My dad whispers shaking me a little to wake me up. My eyes flutter open, we're facing each other, my leg is over his body and I'm grinding on his hard cock. I move away quickly trying to process what I just did in my sleep.
"Oh my god.....oh my god," I cover my face with my hands. "Dad I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." I move my hands away from my face and his hard dick is popping out of the flap in his boxers. It's big, atleast 11 inches, and thick. A little but of precum is leaking out. My shorts are soaked. He adjusts it so its secured back into his boxers.
"Hannah, it's okay. You didn't do it on purpose," He assures me.
"I was having a sex dream, god I'm sorry," I explain. "It's been 5 months since i've had sex so my dreams have gotten more um...vivid I guess."