Camping with Her Stepdad

Chapter Seven

When we finally made our way back to the campsite, Mom and Henry were back from their trip to the store. I pressed my thighs together when Mom looked at me because I could feel Daddy’s c*m leaking from me.

“They didn’t have any sleeping bags,” she said. “But I was able to buy some extra blankets.”

Daddy and I looked at each other.

“What are we going to do about sleeping arrangements?” Daddy asked.

All the hair on my neck stood on end and my n*****s hardened when I saw the side of his mouth kick up as he gave me a secret smile.

“The blankets should help,” Mom said. “There was a Laundromat, so maybe I can go back into town and wash the sleeping bags.”

“Why don’t we just relax for today,” Daddy said. “I want to check out the lake as a family. How about Jessa and I sleep in the car again tonight and then we can talk about washing the sleeping bags tomorrow?”

“Sounds good,” Mom said.

It certainly did.

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It took a long time to get to the lake because Henry kept stopping to pick up rocks to throw in the lake. By the time we got there, all of our pockets were full of pebbles and stones. So were Henry’s hands.

While Henry threw in all his rocks, I stripped down to my swimsuit and waded into the lake. Daddy stripped down and followed me in. We swam and splashed for a little while. We kept our distance since Mom was watching.

Then Mom and Henry started wading in as well. Daddy and I moved to where we could stand and as we all played and splashed, I kept feeling small caresses under the water.

He was keeping me wet and horny all the time with a little n****e pinch here or an ass squeeze there. I started doing the same to him, slipping my hand down his abs, grabbing his half-hard d**k.

As I splashed Henry, I felt Daddy’s hand glide down my back. I sucked in a surprised breath when he dipped into the back of my bikini bottoms. He splashed with his free hand while I splashed with both, hiding what was happening.

“So wet,” Daddy said quietly.

Mom said something about not drowning Henry, but the words didn’t compute. Daddy was touching me right in front of her. Maybe I was an asshole, but I loved it.

He pressed two fingers inside me. I clamped down on him, and he groaned. I didn’t want him to pull out, but I also couldn’t continue splashing Henry forever.

I grunted in disappointment when Daddy did pull away, but my arms were grateful for the rest. Henry laughed and jumped around in the water. I turned to watch Daddy lick his fingers clean.

I wanted to jump him right there, but he shook his head as if reading my mind. I wondered what it would feel like to go skinny dipping and have him f**k me under the water. Even though the lake was murky enough to disguise a few playful touches, there was no way we could hide it if Daddy f****d me. I made a plan to find a way to come back, just the two of us.

By the time we got out of the water, I wanted to throw Daddy down on a towel and ride him until we both came. But that wasn’t going to happen.

The sun was setting as we headed back to our campsite. I told everyone I had to go to the bathroom. Daddy said he’d stay behind with me because there wasn’t a lot of light.

As soon as we were far enough away from Mom and Henry, Daddy pressed me against a tree and kissed me.

“I can’t handle all the teasing,” Daddy said.

“You’re the one who’s been teasing me.”

“Stripping down to that little bikini, was definitely teasing, princess. How did you expect me to keep my hands off you?”

“I wish you didn’t have to keep your hands off me.”

Daddy leaned in and whispered, “we don’t have time for me to f**k you, but tonight, I’ll be keeping you up all night long.”