Wild Sex Tales(Erotica)

Dripping wet still, I returned to my shivering daughter, clinging to the warmth of the stove. She’d gotten the idea to turn the oven on, and was using it as a heater.

“Good thinking.” I said. “But we probably shouldn’t use it. We don’t know how much propane there is.”

“So what? Let’s just use it up and leave them some money or something.”

It seemed like a sound plan. “Okay.” I said, “stay there and get warm.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“Where are you going?”

“Back to the car. I brought a sleeping bag and we’re going to need it. Some dry clothes, too.”

“No way. You can’t leave me here.”

“Baby, its probably twenty eight degrees in here. What if the propane runs out? With these wet clothes, we could be in big trouble. I have to get you out of those clothes and into that sleeping bag before that happens.”

“What about you? I’m not going to just sit in the sleeping bag and let you freeze.”

“I guess I’ll hope the propane doesn’t run out. It’s a mummy bag. It’s really not big enough for two, even if…” I didn’t say it. I didn’t have to. We both stood there in a silence while we pictured laying together in a tight space, and probably naked since we wouldn’t want to bring out wet clothes into a dry sleeping bag.

Natalie took the flashlight from me and ventured out into the cabin while I warmed myself a bit. She was back in less than a minute.

“There’s a bed.” She says. “Just a full sized, but its big enough for both of us, and there’s blankets in a cabinet.”

“We’ll still need dry clothes.”

“We’re not going back to the car, and you’re not leaving me here. Come on.”

My daughter turned off the oven and took me by the hand. We walked together to the bedroom.

By flashlight and with numb fingers, we managed to make the bed with the sheets and blankets Natalie had found. There were a lot of blankets, and even a single pillow and a pillow case. Whoever came out here did it alone, apparently. I searched the closets for clothes, even just an old t-shirt, but came up empty.

“T-there’s nothing.” I said, trying to keep my teeth from chattering.

“Dad, it’s okay. I’m so cold. Let’s j-just get in and k-keep warm.”

Natalie stripped off her wet coat, which landed on the wood floor with a splat. She fumbled with shaking hands at the buttons of her shirt.

“Shit. Dad, I can’t get them undone. Help.”

I couldn’t feel my fingers as I tried to get the buttons undone. I managed to get the top one released, but then Natalie sagged to her knees shivering, her arms wrapped around herself.

I took her shirt by the lapels, and tore it open. The buttons clattered to the floor. Natalie didn’t even react.

Quickly, I stood her back up and peeled her tight jeans from her goose bump covered legs. I took her bra off her, and her nipples were standing very erect from the cold. Finally, I peeled her wet panties off her, revealing her neatly trimmed bush. I couldn’t help noticing all this, even though my thoughts were just to get her warm. I hadn’t seen Natalie naked since she was twelve, and I’d often wondered what her body looked like. This wasn’t the time to take a long look, however. I stripped her socks of her feet and got her under the covers. She lay there in a fetal position and shivered while I stripped naked, my ordinarily respectably sized cock embarrassingly shriveled, and climbed in next to her.

I spooned my naked teenaged daughter, her ass pressed into my loins, and we shivered together. I made a seal with my mouth on the back of her neck, and blew warm air onto her skin.

“That feels really good.” She said, immediately shivering less.

“I know,” I said, “Your mother showed me that trick, a long time ago.”

I continued to blow onto her back like that, and slowly our body heat warmed the bed up. Slowly, we warmed up along with it.

“I think we’re going to be okay.” Natalie said.

“Yeah, me too. We’ll figure out a way out of all this in the morning.”

Natalie rolled over to face me. Her body stayed pressed against mine, her generous breasts now on my chest. To my surprise, she leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. A soft kiss.

“Thank you for saving me, Daddy.” She said. “My hero.”

I stroked her wet hair. “Of course, angel.”

She kissed me again, but this time the kiss was longer by a few seconds. It wasn’t exactly passionate, but my cock responded, and twitched against my daughter’s belly. She jumped in response.

“I’m sorry.” I said, “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what -”

“Shh… Dad, it’s cool. It’s been a crazy night, don’t worry about it. It just surprised me, that’s all.”

“Okay.”

Natalie lay her head down on my chest. “Just hold me all night, okay? I don’t want to be cold again.”

“Okay.”

It felt good to be so close to my baby girl. I knew it was supposed to feel wrong, but it didn’t. Natalie was the most important woman that had ever been in my life, and the feeling of her warm skin on mine, with the air so cold in the room, felt amazingly good.

I loved her so deeply. And I knew she returned it. A father-daughter love, but love none the less, and therefore the best thing in the world.

So I rolled onto my back, wrapped my arms around my naked daughter, and drifted off to sleep. I didn’t wake up until the light of dawn brightened the windows.

I was cuddled up to Natalie, laying on my side. She was on her back, her leg draped over both of mine. She was still out, but as I awakened I realized with horror that my cock was fully erect, and the tip of it was touching the soft hairs of my daughter’s open pussy.

I pulled away slightly, but the movement woke Natalie up. She stretched her arms out of the covers we were buried under, and yawned. I rolled onto my stomach so she wouldn’t bump up against my hard-on.

Natalie smiled a sleepy smile at me. “Mmmm. I’m so warm under here. Good morning, Daddy.”

“Good morning, baby.” I said. Natalie sat up and checked out the room, letting the covers drop below her breasts without a second thought. They were a perfectly shaped c-cup, with small, light pink nipples. I think they were probably the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen.

It was still cold in the room, and our breath puffed out in big clouds of steam.

“Holy crap, our clothes are frozen!” Natalie said. I checked it out, and it was true. Our wet clothes had frozen stiff in the night, and were covered in a twinkling layer of frost.

“Wow,” I said, “you get dressed first.”

“Yeah right!” Natalie said, but then she jumped out of bed and grabbed all of our clothes and ran out of the room, screaming when the clothes hit her skin.

“God, it’s freezing!” She yelled out. I heard her banging around in the kitchen, and then I heard the front door open and shut. Then nothing.

“Natalie?” I called out. No answer. I decided to wait in bed a bit. Sure enough, after a couple of minutes I heard the door open and shut again, and then the patter of bare footsteps running down the hall.

Natalie burst through the doorway, gloriously naked, but with her arms wrapped tight around herself.

“Letmein letmein letmein!” She said as she lifted the covers and scampered back into bed. She immediately pressed her body into mine and her skin was like ice.

“Jesus, you’re freezing! Especially your feet, my God!”

“Well what do you want? The water is off and I had to go pee in the snow!” Natalie began trying to roll me onto my back. “Daddy, come on, put your arms around me I’m dying over here.”

“Ah, okay, but ah -”

“Oh, good morning!” Natalie laughed as she pressed herself into me and immediately felt my cock jutting into her stomach. “Someone is awake this morning isn’t he?”