That night as Sarah undressed she prepared herself for the visit of her father, before getting into bed she showered and then slipped naked into her bed. Lying there in the dark the time seamed to drag, until finally she heard her parents come to bed.
She waited another hour, allowing them to fall asleep, before pushing her bedding from her bed and entangling her legs in the sheets. Sitting up she positioned herself for the best effect and then at the top of her voice cried out as though awaking from a nightmare.
Footsteps came down the landing and her door opened, the light was switched on and her parents stood in the doorway. They both crossed to the bed and enfolded her in their arms.
âWhat is it honey, a bad dream?â
âI guess Mom, I donât really rememberâ
John appeared in the doorway, a robe loosely fastened around him.
âWhatâs going on? is everything OK?â
Their Mother stood and walked over to John
âCome on honey, Sarah had a bad dream thatâs allâ
Taking Johnâs arm she led him from the room back to his own.
Sarah looked at her Dad as he spoke
âAre you sure your OK baby, itâs not that jerk of a boyfriend is it love? Heâs not making you do things you donât want is he? or got you in trouble?â
âNo Dad itâs nothing like that, I guess it was just a bad dream. Could you hold me please?â
âOf course babyâ
As her father hugged her close she allowed a hand to drop into his lap, she felt his cock jerk slightly as her fingers brushed it through his boxers. Her naked breasts pressed into his hairy chest and she felt her nipples harden as she became aroused at the thoughts of what she was doing. Gently she pushed her hand into the opening of her fatherâs boxers and closed her fingers around his cock feeling it harden under her touch.
âBaby what do you think your doing?â
âIâm sorry daddy donât you like it?â
âWhether I like it or not is beside the point, youâre my daughterâ