EroticReverie

Elle

We’re in the pool after spending most of the day inside, the sun is setting and I’m in a red bikini, with my legs and arms wrapped around my father , our mouths locked as we kiss slowly, smiling against each other lips, nipping each others mouths gently and moving our tongue back and forth in lazy movements. 

I never wanted this week to end. I was going to be miserable having to hide what was happening between us. I was going to hate not being able to have him kiss me just like this whenever I wanted. 

I’m sore, the space between my legs aches with overuse , but it also aches with a need for more of him. We’ve been going at it non stop, unable to get enough, trying to makeup for this past year and denying what we both wanted. 

I know I’m not supposed to want him the way that I do, know that I’m not supposed to want to have my own father’s baby. That I’m not supposed to betray my own mother by having an affair with the man who helped her make me. But that night in the hotel changed everything. 

Water laps against me as he smiles and moves through the water and carries me to the side of the pool in the shallow end and I feel the push of water from the small hole in the wall at my back as it pumps the filtered water back into the pool. 

His hands slip along my legs gently pushing them from around him as he stands up , both of our feet on the floor as his hands grab my ass and then his finger push into the sides of my bikini bottom to grab my bare skin as I keep my arms wrapped around him and keep kissing him as his hand slide back out and up my back. 

His hands hot my shoulder blades and then over my shoulders and along my arms until he grabs my forearms and pulls gently. I let him remove my arms as he kisses along my jaw and down my neck , my hands going to his chest as I tilt my head to the side and close my eyes and wonder if any of our neighbors can see, if they have seen, if they’ve heard the sounds we’ve made together for the past few days. Did they know my mother was out of town? Know that it was only me and him in the house and that the only explanation for those sounds was a father, fucking his own daughter ? 

His hands slip to my waist and he turns me slowly, my feet moving across the smooth pool floor as he puts my back to his chest and slides his hands up over my stomach , to my breasts as he keeps kissing on my neck. 

My one hand lifts back up, reaching behind his head, holding his mouth to my skin as he kisses and sucks softly at my skin. I moan as his hands slip to the middle of my breasts and his fingers curl around the inside of my bikini top and he pulls the panels to the side and my breasts hit the air. The sensation of the air cooling the water that drips on my skin, my already hard nipples , tightening even further as his hands scoop my breasts from underneath and pushes them up. His wet hands gliding over my wet skin, my tits falling through his hands and then smoothing back over them , my nipples pressed into his palms as he squeezes them while groaning softly on my neck. 

My breath coming quicker in soft pants as his hands keep releasing then squeezing, moving them slightly with each squeeze as he massages my breasts and then slides his thumbs and points to my nipples. He rolls my nipples between his fingers and I feel the already aching core between my legs pound and throb .

“You’ve always been daddy’s girl” he whispers and I whimper. Nodding. Because it was true, I always favored him over my mother. Maybe it was because I’d had him wrapped around my finger long before I ever knew what it felt like to have my pussy wrapped around his in that hotel room. 

I can feel the push of pumped water running through the still water inside the pool and brushing against my lower abdomen. He steps us closer to the wall and his one hand slides down my stomach, he plucks and pulls the sides of my string bikini and I inhale as I feel him drag the fabric away and it hits the cement with a wet slap as he curls one arm around my waist and the other still plays with my nipples and breasts as he kisses up my neck, below my ear. 

“We could never keep you out of this pool, our little girl loved to be in the pool” he says and I bite my lips. 

“For awhile, I thought it was the water itself you loved so much” he whispers into my ear and my heart raced as he lets his hand on my breasts slide down between my legs and I feel his hand grabs my my pussy and I moan. 

“Your mother pointed it out…” he says as he pushes me closer to the wall, and his hand slips away when he feels the water shooting against the back of his hand from the water pumping back into the pool. I gasp and my back arches and his hand goes to the edge of the pool, the other arm around my waist , holds me in place as I feel the sensation of the water drumming between my legs and pushing over my clit. 

“She was going to scold you, shame you for it when she noticed why our little girl always lingered right here” he groans and my cheeks flush. I hadn’t understood why exactly the water felt so good , my naive young mind somehow knowing it wasn’t appropriate to be doing with other people around, but also naive enough to think I’d been casual about it. 

“I told her no….not to embarrass you” he groans and his hips push forward and they press me pussy right against the wall and I moan louder and he groans. 

“But my reason was entirely selfish…because you thought we weren’t watching,…but daddy was watching” he groans and then thrusts against my backside and I feel my pussy pulse and gasp as I feel him slip down slightly, letting his cock drag against the crease of my ass and his hand around my waist , sliding behind me, between us and pushing the head of cock against my pussy and groaning as he let his hips force his dick up inside me. 

“Do you know how hard it made me watching my pretty girl discover her fucking clit , to discover how to fucking pleasure herself?” He groans and I gasp. My pussy aching as it grips his dick as he forces it deeper inside of me. Both of his hands now on the side of the pull. Giving me deep slow thrusts as he lets the water pulse on my clit while his cock pulses deep inside of me. 

I think about it, how long ago I discovered how good it felt , not understand why, but knowing I liked the funny feeling I got when I lifted up and let the water in this spot push against my swim suit and vibrate my flesh beneath it  

“It’s why I always asked you if you wanted to go in the pool when your mother wasn’t around, so I could watch you, without her nagging , so I could get hard without having to worry about her losing her fucking mind over knowing how much I liked watching our daughter masturbate her fucking precious pussy in front of me” he groans and I exhale. 

Memories flicker and I moan. Him sitting there outside of the pool smiling down at me as I just “subtly” humped the side of the wall.

“Do you remember how often I let you come in here, how I never told you no when you asked if you could go in the pool?” He groans and I nod. 

“Do you remember how frequently joined you?” He whispers and my cunt clenches around his cock as I nod. 

“Do you remember how much i liked to hold you and let those legs wrap around me?” He whispers and my cunt clenches. I sink my teeth into my lip, as he unlocks memories I never thought much of. Not realizing , how NOT subtle I’d been, not realizing that it wasn’t just the side of the pool that gave me funny feelings. I feel myself tremble with a fucked up course of exhilaration as I recall the funny feelings of being held so tightly by my father. Right against his…

“You’ve loved this cock for long without even knowing it” he groans and I cum hard.  Crying out. He groans and then bites my shoulder with grunt as I cum hard as I think about those days. 

“Thought I’d have to take that secret to the fucking grave “ he groans. 

“How much I loved rubbing my fucking dick between your fucking legs” he groans. 

Then he’s cumming too. Pumping his hips in the water as he keeps my pussy locked against the pulsing water and I’m shaking. Nearly screaming when it becomes too fucking much. 

He grunts loudly and I collapse , his arm swinging around me before I slide off his cock or sink into the water. 

“I shut those memories out for so long” he breathes hard. “Because I know how wrong I was” 

I whimper. Being pulled away. Turning as I wrap myself back around him. My tits on his chest and his cock pressed against my bare pussy and I grind him. Both of us moaning at the memory of how we used to do this. Me not knowing at the time how wrong it was, how did I not remember that, why were those memories lost on me until now? 

“Show me how you used to do it” I breathe and he groans and kisses me. 

“You wanna know how daddy used to use this pussy?” He asks and I whimper with the immoral , so fucking wrong depravity of it. I nod. 

He grins and kisses me again 

“I’ll show you baby, I’ll show you just how I used to take advantage of my horny girl”