Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep34

They heard the screech of a tent zipper and James stepped out into the sunlight. He was wearing a pair of small, dark blue shorts. Not a speedo, but something small and tight that left his every muscle out in the open to be appreciated. James tossed back his greying hair and stretched his arms outward. Molly practically creamed herself watching the muscles of her Daddy's arms -- his chest, his legs -- tense and bulge.

"Maybe it's a good problem to have," Molly said. She jumped off the picnic bench and screamed, "Daddy!"

Her father wrapped his baby girl in his arms. Buried his nose in the crown of her head.

"Hey Dad," Lexi said. James smiled wryly as she limped over. He pulled his other daughter in for a hug, crushing Lexi and Molly together to his chest.

It felt awkward -- as if maybe James and Lexi had also done dirty stuff? Molly didn't remember her father being with Lexi. But then, a lot of things were hazy in places. And the way father and eldest daughter were acting made Molly convinced that it had to have happened at some point.

Molly felt the jealousy pull at her gut, but she willed it back. Her Daddy falling for those tiny titties and nothing ass? As if. Maybe they'd done something while Molly was passed out. When her Daddy had only that one option. He'd never choose low-fat Lexi over full meal Molly if given the option.

They separated and made their way to the lake. James and Molly helped Lexi along, slipping through the dew-slick grass. Birds chirped happily in the distance. The lake looked dark and glassy.

When they got to the shore, the three separated. Lexi knelt down to unwrap her ankle while James and Molly waded into the water. The lake was cold, and Molly shivered. She hugged her arms around herself. She had a flashback to the day before. Riding her Daddy's cock and trembling in the icy rain. Her father looked over at her, and the look in his eyes told the curvy blonde that he was remembering the exact same moment.

James sloshed over and put his arm around his daughter. "We'll go in together," he said. Molly felt Lexi sidle up to her other side. They all took a step forward. A six-legged monster -- warm and only slightly clumsy.

lapped

That's cold!"

go and hit the

teeth and stepped forward. The shore dropped away. Molly went deeper. The water to her waist. Her chest. Finally, she dipped her head under, then flung it out and screamed, blonde tresses slapping wetly on

whoop out war cries and suddenly large splashes

"Whoo!" James shouted.

fricking freezing!" Lexi said. But she laughed

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funny look in his eyes. He reached over to Molly and pulled her close. The blonde baby girl curled up against her father's chest. She felt another body close around her. Lexi. The three of

held still. They panted like they'd been sprinting. Molly felt her father run his hands through her hair. She

urges that her mother had been warning about? They were being affectionate, that was all. The fact that every touch from her father sent lightning straight to her pussy,

her. She felt his hardness against her stomach. OK. That was normal, too. She couldn't judge him for it. He was a man, she was a woman. Bodies reacted like that

later. Fathers and daughters cuddled across the country. And sometimes things, biologically, just happened. This was more than appropriate. It was right. Moving back towards being a perfectly normal, absolutely acceptable

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nice,"

Nothing wrong with that. Daddies always gave their daughters compliments. "Your

Daddy, I love you, too," Molly said. The look in her father's eyes. Oh God. Molly ran her hands through her father's greying chest hair. Felt the muscles of his pecs. Strong shoulders. His lips parted. Molly reached up

this was still OK. If they only did a