When It Raines It Pours

Sylvia had always hated camping. Sure, when the kids were little, she'd grudgingly go along with Dan's annual week in the woods, but since the kids were older and more self-sufficient, she preferred other alternatives to a week covered in sweat, bug spray, and sun block.

Raine and Arlo however, really enjoyed a week away from screens, and the myriad distractions of modern life. Dan was an old school camper. No fancy tin box camping for him, it was tents and sleeping bags. Another thing Sylvia despised.

"You seem quiet, honey." Dan said to Raine as they drove down the highway. Arlo was in the back seat of the truck, napping slumped against a pile of camping gear.

"I'm just looking forward to getting the tents set up." She offered distractedly. It didn't sound like her usual enthusiasm.

Arlo, had discovered the art of masturbation, and had quickly become a fervent aficionado, and thus his insistence on the pup tent and plenty of privacy so that he could continue to hone his skills. Dan chuckled to himself remembering the age all too well.

Raine on the other hand, having just turned 18 was turning heads so much Dan figured it might be wise to get an insurance policy against whiplash lawsuits. 5 foot 6 and built like a buxom swimsuit model, She'd been dominating girls cross country races since her freshman year. Dan was incredibly proud of her, particularly as her physical development over the past couple years had filled her figure out like a porn star. Incredibly, her times had only gotten better.

Raine was lost in thought. She had a big bomb to drop, and she wasn't sure how her Dad would take it. They had always been close, and she'd always felt comfortable confiding in him but this was game changing big.

The campsite was a small clearing near the edge of a little lake. Nestled in the middle of nowhere Dan had grown to love the location as it had all the advantages, but lacked the modern amenities that seemed obligatory in today's more jacked up campgrounds.

They'd set the tents up in a small lakeside clearing, and Dan had the grill going within a half hour. The drive had been long. The burgers were amazing out in the wild like this. Just simplicity itself. The sun was going down, reflecting a long orange streak on the still surface of the lake. The cicadas were beginning their raspy serenade and Arlo had disappeared into his temple to polish the bishop once more.

Dan lit the Coleman lantern and rolled out the sleeping bags.

"You have something on your mind, baby." He said, matter of factly.

"I found something out, Daddy. Something I really don't know what to do with." Raine explained.

"Okay. What concerns you most about this thing?" Dan replied.

"A lot of things. It could change everything. Change our family." Raine tried vaguely.

"But it's important enough to have you worried. Maybe that's more important that what it could change." Dan offered.

"It's... I was going to the pharmacy by the new donut shop a few weeks back to pick up some nail polish and I saw Mom's car pull in, but she went behind the building. I went behind too, because I thought there was someone else in the car with her and there they were." Raine bemoaned.

"Sylvia's been cheating on me. Yes." Dan confirmed.

For Raine, it was almost a relief, but it also made her mad. She'd always idolized her Dad, but as she'd started to grow up, felt that Sylvia seemed to resent him in some ways that just weren't rooted in reason. A resentment she projected on Raine to some degree as well.

"It's been going on for a while now. I've been trying to find a gentle way to confront her about it, but you know how she can get." Dan explained. "You kids are what's most important, at least for now."

"Dad. It just doesn't seem fair!" Raine took a good look at her Dad. She'd gotten her athletic prowess from him, just as she'd gotten her figure from her Mom. He was still a hunky jock, and the wiry pediatrician she was fucking, frankly couldn't hold a candle to him beyond having a fatter wallet.

"Look. Your Mom has hit a stage in her life. You guys need her less and less. She's always been a bit vain about her looks, and seeing the wrinkles start, while simultaneously watching you fill out and eclipse her in the looks department... it's just how she expresses the insecurity of growing older." Dan stated.

"Did you just call me Hot, Dad?" Raine said, wide eyed.

"Indirectly, Yes, I suppose." Dan said defensively. "In a manner of speaking..."

"Hotter than Mom?" Raine pushed.

"Okay. Enough of this." Dan insisted.

Raine was eighteen, but as of yet she hadn't sealed the deal with anyone. She couldn't really explain why, except she felt that none of the dozen or so boys who'd thrown themselves at her, quite cleared the bar she imagined. So, a couple of blowjobs and a few more hand jobs had pretty much been her soft limit. Now her own Dad was insinuating that she was hot and just the suggestion of that coming from him, seemed to flip a switch in her mind. A switch that seemed to be directly wired to her pussy.

Hunky ex-jock Daddy, with his salt and pepper hair and his suburban casual wardrobe had her pussy close to bubbling with horniness. And the more she intellectualized how wrong her feelings about that were, the less she wanted to resist the urges that they engendered in her loins.

If her Mom could slut it around with a stranger, why couldn't she give her first time to the one man who had been a constant bulwark in her life. Mom didn't appreciate what she had. Raine told herself that only she truly did. It occurred to her that she'd never wanted to go there with another guy, because nobody ever measured up to her Dad.

It was late. In her sleeping bag she could hear his rustling and knew that he was awake too. She breathed in nervous gasps as she shimmied out of her pajamas and ran her forefinger between her pussy lips with a shiver. She was so ready for this. So ripe.

Dan felt her, soft on top of him. Seeing her in the low light of the Coleman, her naked profile searing his mind as she moved up to coo in his ear. It had been weeks. He was so fucking hard. Hard for his daughter. Hard for the hotness of her body. Hard, as the zipper of the sleeping bag was drawn back and he felt her engulf his cock in her amazingly tight pussy. Hard, as he felt her hymen give way and her first penetrative orgasm overtake her senses.

"Dad, your cock feels so good inside me. So big the way it fills me. So much better than I'd even imagined. Fuck me, Daddy!" She groaned as Dan surrendered to his lust for her.

Dan could feel her curves against his. No longer thinking that this was his daughter, this was a sex crazed woman who wanted to be brought to the brink and filled. That was it. He did exactly that. She came hard as he filled her pussy, collapsing against him like a rag doll. Both spent, they drifted off in each other's arms.

Morning brought guilt. Lots and lots of guilt.

Raine tried to reconcile how she had fucked her Dad, with how pleasantly sore she felt from their transgression. In truth, she felt like she'd crossed the dividing line between girlhood and womanhood, and part of her couldn't have been happier. But another part of her grappled with the morality of what they'd done.

While they tried like hell to normalize the day, when the sun went down, she coaxed him to lay with her once more, and rode his hard cock again, and he fucked her into another dimension of pleasure. There was nothing normal about this, but neither of them wanted to turn away from it now, much less rewind an impossible innocence, as if they could undo the bond they were forging.

Raine just hung on in orgasmic glee as her Dad busted another huge nut in her. Hotter than Mom. Cheating Mom. Dad's cum was her prize. Her reward. It belonged to her.

And every time he came in her unprotected pussy, he admonished himself for his stupidity, mere minutes later, as she kissed him hungrily, begging him wordlessly for more. It wasn't fair to her. But somehow, they'd crossed the line from Love to In Love, and her scent in his nostrils was enough to banish those better angels that told him of his moral peril. When he came in her, it was perfection for both of them, every time.

By the end of the week, he'd filled her more times than he'd cum in Sylvia in the last year. Back home, as soon as Sylvia would slink off for a tryst, Raine would sneak in, and they'd make love. Her body and her love for him, held him captive to her desires. And while her insistence and desire held him in sway, it only served to make him surrender more easily to the inevitability of their union.

"Thank you, Daddy. That's exactly what I needed." She'd croon in his ear as she rubbed her firm breasts against his chest hair, the nipples hard and sensitive. He felt a shudder run through her body.

"I should wear a condom when we..." Dan attempted.

"NO! That would ruin EVERYTHING, Daddy." Raine insisted.

"Then we need to get you on the pill." Dan insisted.

"And if Mom finds out, she'll absolutely freak." Raine pointed out, and Dan admitted to himself that she was totally right about that.

What's more, Raine told Dan that she thought that Arlo was starting to realize something was up. Sylvia, on the other hand, seemed more obsessed with her own dalliance to do much else but preen in front of her mirror when she wasn't off cheating on them. So as far as Raine was concerned, if something happened, they could make up some story up to deflect, but if something happened, Raine held her Mom largely to blame for being the catalyst of it all.

Not that she regretted it any longer. In fact, it was a craving that both of them had acknowledged as a necessary part of their relationship, now.

Dan lay in bed next to his wife, but his mind was down the hall, in between his daughter's legs. If their first time had been spontaneous and rudimentary, she'd managed to find her way to smoldering and sultry. As much as he ginned himself up to believe that each time with her, was truly the last, she'd *accidentally* brush against him with her breasts, or her ass, or just softly touch the back of his hand and gaze at him, smelling fresh and sexy. That's all it took.

They sat at the dinner table. Sylvia was complaining about something. It had become her favorite thing to do. Why don't we have this, or why don't you ever get me that. For the most part it was stupid petty things, mostly directed at Dan, who'd look over to see Raine eye rolling him. The longer it went on for, the more shrew-like Sylvia seemed.

"You could just, you know, get a job, if having fancy things is so important to you?" Dan suggested after one of her bitch sessions.

"That's your answer? Get a job? Seriously, Dan..." She sniped. It was a bellwether moment for Dan.

The frequency of her trysts had increased significantly over the last couple months, as had the clues of her infidelity.

Raine had Dan completely at sea. When Sylvia would go out for the night, she'd walk naked into their bedroom and lead him by the hand down the hallway, where they'd make love in her room, until they were spent. Dan had lost the concept of ending their trysts. The worse Sylvia became, the closer He and Raine became. The closer they became, the hotter the sex between them got.

Tension in the household had become a palpable thing. Arlo, seemed to be doing his best to keep his head down, not really understanding all the nuances of the situation, but knowing that something bad was happening, and that sooner or later it was going to blow up unpleasantly.

The day that Sylvia had Dan served the papers, was to be her vindication. Pulling up in a brand-new Cadillac, sporting a big engagement ring, she watched spitefully as the Sherriff handed Dan the writ. Watched him sign it and hand it back. She wanted him to be broken, but it seemed more like he was just really annoyed.

Raine stared daggers at her mother. Finally realizing the depth of her Mother's betrayal of her own family.

Not wasting any time, the moving van showed up and within two hours, at Sylivia's direction, virtually every trace of her had been removed from the house and from their lives.

Dan lay back in bed after dinner. He'd expected this. At least he had after he'd hired the private detective to do some digging. The pediatrician, it wasn't his first rodeo. He had a penchant for older MILF types, preferably married. It was kind of a blood sport for him. Dan had known a few of his ilk. Sylvia would be his fourth wife. She would not be his last. Dan was sure of that much.

He could hear the unmistakable patter of Raines bare feet in the hallway outside his bedroom door. He grinned broadly as she walked through the doorway, naked and smoldering. That doorway had always been like an invisible barrier. A barrier that was now banished as Raine slid into bed, next to him, her perfect body, warm and aroused as she slid her tight pussy down the length of his shaft in her now perfected signature move.

"I want you, Daddy. Every night." She whispered in his ear as she shuddered with her first orgasm. "Every night...forever."

Epilogue:

When Raine moved her stuff into the master bedroom, Arlo finally had the missing piece of the puzzle. And though there was serious concern on both Raine's and Dan's part about how or whether he'd accept it, it seemed that the return to a more normal pace of life, led him to embrace the truth of it.

Sylvia's marriage to the pediatrician lasted almost two years before she caught him with his next mark. Things never seemed to go quite right for her after that. She'd call Dan or Raine, or Arlo every few months, usually drunk and rambling about getting back on track with them. She'd gotten a factory job and lived in a run-down trailer park down near the city dump. Not quite the champagne and caviar existence she'd dreamt of when she'd left them.

Dan somehow managed to keep Raine out of the maternity ward. At least for a while. He had campaigned for her to go on the pill now that Sylvia was gone, but she flat out refused. By the time she was showing, she was just finishing up her second year in college. They floated a story about a one-night stand at a college party, and no one was the wiser.

Arlo was going steady with a girl from his class. He excelled at STEM type courses and was on track to go into an elite engineering program. When the baby came, he was jazzed that he finally had a little brother... or nephew. It was a distinction they dealt with by steadfastly ignoring it.

The annual camping trip remained a family tradition, and it always made Raine a little more horny, fucking Dan in the same tent she'd given him her virginity. At the same time, that's what made it so sweet. And Dan couldn't help but feel that fortune had ended up favoring him beyond his wildest expectations, because into each life a little Raine must fall.