Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Molly startled again. She was going to have to pay better attention or Amber was sure to know something was up. Up in her butt and sliding tantalizingly close her aching, wanting... Fuck. Right. Pay attention. "What are you studying?" Amber asked again.

"Oh, I'm still in high school," Molly said. She focused on trying to stay still while her father ground against her. Dammit, was he trying to get them both in trouble?

"Oh wow," Amber said, "I'd have thought you were in college for sure."

"Thanks," Molly said, "I think."

"Does your family cum at the lake often?" Amber asked.

"I'm sorry, what?" Molly shuddered. A little shiver of pleasure shot up her spine. Her father was starting to be more than just a distraction.

"I asked if your family comes to the lake often," Amber said.

"We're here about once a year," James said. He slipped his right arm off Molly's stomach.

"Must be nice," Amber said, "Being here with your family. Enjoying each other's company."

"Yes," Molly stuttered out, "Very nice."

James held his daughter tight with his left arm, while he fumbled around behind her with his right. Molly couldn't tell what he was doing. Then he stepped back completely. Molly almost groaned in frustration as his penis withdrew and the cool water rushed over her butt.

James was still moving around back there. She felt his hand bump her a few times. Was he retying his swimsuit or something? Meanwhile he chatted on with the young blonde like nothing at all was happening.

"PharmD, you say," James said, "Well you know I have a lot of connections..."

Molly froze.

Her father's hand had stopped whatever it was doing and now slid, quite determinedly, right between her legs.

"Do you?" Amber asked.

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"Huh?" Molly stared straight at the bony blonde. The girl had ice blue eyes. Her thin lips were quirked in a question. Molly focused on the girl's face. Had to. Her father's fingers deftly pulled at the gusset of his baby girl's bathing suit. After all that rubbing on her butt, Molly really didn't think she could survive a fingering in that moment. Especially not if she had to act like nothing was going on.

What was her father out of his mind? Even if they'd pretended to be a May/December couple it would still be awkward. But this college girl knew they were father and daughter. If she even thought the two of them might be... Molly's only thought was that the pills had affected her father again, otherwise she couldn't imagine why he'd be so brazen.

"I was saying you both look like you're in great shape," Amber said, "Are you athletes?"

"M... my Dad was captain of the football team in high school," Molly said, "I play soccer."

"Captain of the football team, huh?" Amber asked. She tossed her blonde hair and leaned in even further. "Did you have a particular position? That you liked?"

James stopped rubbing at his daughter's pussy. He pulled the thin material of the bathing suit aside. Stepped a little closer. Kicked Molly's legs slightly more apart. Molly felt him slide his warm erection between her legs. He angled it upward. Right at her opening.

"Actually, I played quarterback," James said. He plunged his penis right into his daughter's open, hungry hole.

"Oh, YES!" Molly cried. She reached back and grabbed her father's thighs. Held him in place. His cock was already most of the way inside her, this angle didn't afford much, but she could feel her pussy opening more, trying to pull her father's fertile invader deeper inside.

"Are you OK?" Amber asked. She cocked an eyebrow.

"Uhn... Of course," Molly said, "I was just... agreeing with my... My Daddy. He was the starting quarterback in high school."

"You're a lucky girl," Amber said, "Having a Daddy who clearly loves his daughter so much. One so... So strong."

"Uh huh," Molly said. Her body bent slightly forward as her father finally slid in as far as he could go. His bare cock pulsed happily, and Molly felt a little cum course through her. She hoped her face wasn't too red. God, I hope Amber doesn't notice what we're doing. God, how could Amber not notice what we're doing?!

Molly glanced down at the cloudy lake water, as if she could will it to become completely opaque. This was... OK it was fucking awesome. And the danger of it only amplified the electric pulses firing into the voluptuous blonde's pussy. Yet Molly couldn't help but also be distracted by the consequences of those very same actions. Was one massive cum worth the accompanying complications it would bring? And how wrong was it that Molly's first answer was, hell yes!

If any of this was weighing on Molly's father, though, he didn't say. James just slid back slightly and started rocking back and forth. One hand on his baby girl's stomach, the other on her thigh. Holding her in place. Loving but also commanding. Forceful.

Molly looked up and saw Amber staring back at her. Looking her right in the eyes. Her father was moving slowly, maintaining the appearance of trying to conceal what he was doing. But it only made Molly more eager. The feeling was tortuous. Molly wanted to fuck her father hard. To cum and cum until he filled her fertile pussy. This inching back and forth was worse than teasing. It was torture. Amber leaned closer.

"Does it feel good?" she asked. Almost whispering in Molly's ear.