Thunderstorm - 1

Dad?, can I lie with you?, it sounds softly in my ear.

The room lights up brightly. Next to me, for a millisecond, I make out the contours of a young woman. Then loud thunder sounds.

I could wait for it. It was sweltering all evening. It had rumbled in the distance all evening. Now, at last in the early night, the storm had broken. Fierce and fierce. I couldn't sleep myself and neither could my daughter. She used to crawl between us when she was scared, but now it was a long time ago.

Anja, my sixteen-year-old daughter, gently lifts the thin sheet I'm lying under and crawls very softly next to me. I have to go to the middle of the bed to make enough room and gently push against my wife's naked ass. She sighs a little and shifts a little too. It smells like sex under the sheet. My wife and I had languid and slow lovemaking a few hours ago. I came deep inside her. My wife fell asleep practically right after and I think most of my semen ran into the bed. The smell is both horny and a little sickly. I wonder if Anja notices this too.

On one side my wife is lying on her side sleeping peacefully again, on the other side is my frightened daughter. I feel her gently touching me. In the place where she probably expected underpants over my ass, she now feels naked skin.

Eeeeww, you're naked, Dad, Anja hisses softly in my ear.

I lie on my back and turn my head towards her.

Sorry honey. I didn't expect you to crawl into bed with me at your age.

For a while we lie on our backs next to each other, awake but still. The thunderstorm continues to intensify. With every flash, the clap of thunder comes earlier and earlier. Every time I feel my daughter startled by the blow. When there are only a few seconds between flash and thunder, Anja takes my hand. Her mother sleeps right through the Apocalypse, but Anja clearly needs support.

After a clap of thunder that rattles the window frames, Anja suddenly turns to me. She snuggles close to me, her arm around my chest and one leg across my thighs. Somewhere in the back of my head something clicks. I suddenly register my daughter with all my senses. I can already feel her somewhat fuller breasts pressing against my side through her nightgown. I feel her warm hand on my chest and her knee close to my scrotum. For the first time in my life my daughter makes me horny.

I've never had her on my mind like that until now. Of course I noticed her burgeoning body, but so far I only had paternal feelings about it, no physical ones.

My cock, still a little sensitive from the lovemaking with her mother, quickly fills up again. I don't know what to do, so I turn away from Anja just a little bit. I can't lie completely on my side because Anja rests half on my chest.

A bright flash illuminates the room again and the tent around my cock is clearly visible if you had an eye for it. Another huge bang. Anja crawls even closer to me and her knee touches my balls and my cock. She quickly pulls her knee away.

Dad? Do you have a stiff penis? Anja asks in a very soft whisper.

I don't answer and pretend to be asleep. Anja asks again, but she doesn't wait for an answer. She slides her hand down my body and gently touches my rock hard cock with one finger. My cock responds by prancing. Anja strokes my cock very softly and carefully, from my top to my balls. All reason and reasonableness leaves my head. Involuntarily I sigh a little too deeply and a little too hard. Anja takes the sheet off us. When another flash passes through the curtains, it is clear to see that Anja is deliberately working with my cock with her hand.

Why are you doing this?, I ask softly.

I don't know. I suddenly became very excited when I felt that you are naked and you said that you had fucked mommy, Anja says close to my ear.

A clap of thunder. Anja suddenly stopped responding.

Maybe you shouldn't do this, I say without conviction.

Anja closes her slender fingers around my cock.

Maybe so, she mutters firmly.

I am torn between horniness and fatherliness. The horny man in me screams with pleasure. The father in me is screaming for me to stop this. The horny man wins and enjoys. Anja very slowly moves her hand up and down my cock. I'm sure she's never had sex, so I can only conclude that Anja is a natural.

Anja is very quiet. She jerks me off very quietly for a while, until she takes my hand, which is between us, and puts it on her panties. Anja wears small, thin panties. I feel her pubic hairs rise above the elastic edge. I tickle her gently through it and then slide my hand under the elastic. Very soon I come across her clit. The hat and button protrude clearly. She resembles her mother. It also has such an easily accessible burdock. I very gently place my index finger on her clit and push a tiny bit. Anja groans. Too hard. Her mother, who sleeps through the storm, has apparently been awakened by something.

We lie open and naked without a sheet. If my wife wakes up now, we'll have a tricky story. My wife turns on her back and makes some smacking noises. Anja and I hold our breath. Anja has stopped jerking off and I'm holding the sheet to quickly pull it over us. Thirty tense seconds follow. Finally I hear my wife breathing calmly and regularly again.

Anja continues jerking off again, but in the meantime she gets rid of her panties as quietly and calmly as she can. Then she puts one leg over me. She lies as wide as she can, next to me.

Finger me dad., she says horny in my ear.

I won't let myself be told that twice and I put my fingers back on her pussy. Her pussy lips are fully open and I could push my fingers inside her without any problem. However, I decide to turn her on a little further. I grab her outer labia with thumb and forefinger and let it roll back and forth between my fingers. Anja's soft panting confirms that she likes it. I explore her open pussy without going inside. I grab her inner pussy lips and squeeze them together gently. I alternate this by gently fingering her clit every now and then. I'm not going in.

Dad, finger me now, Anja hisses a little more urgently. She has since stopped jerking off.

I don't answer and put two fingers against the entrance of her sheath. I push against the edge, go in a few millimeters. I go back out and press firmly on the edge of her open cunt, but don't push. The flashes of light from the storm occasionally give me a very brief image of my horny daughter who has now pulled her nightgown above her breasts. She caresses her breasts and nipples.

Goddamn Dad. Finger me, Anja says almost too loudly.

Enough bullied. I push my index finger deep into her cunt in one smooth motion. Anja groans audibly. I reach between us with my other hand and find her panties. I shove it into her mouth to quiet her down a bit. I hear a muffled chuckle, so I guess she's okay with it.

Anja is soaking wet and I feel there is enough room to put my middle finger in too. Without difficulty I finger Anja with two fingers. My palm rests on her clit and, dipping my fingers in and out, I also rub up and down her clit. The moans and coos that I hear right next to my ear help me to find out what Anja really likes. I notice that curling my fingers behind her pubic bone doesn't do much for her. When I put a lot of pressure on the bottom of her pussy, where her intestines are behind a thin piece of skin, I feel her body tense with horniness. Her young pussy is tight but flexible. Anja especially enjoys when I put a lot of pressure on the walls of her pussy or when I push my fingers apart a bit, which puts a lot of tension on her vagina.

Anja has moved her hands down. With one hand she holds her pussy as open as she can. The fingers of her other hand have pushed under my palm and are now wildly fingering her clit. The jerking and squirming in the bed next to me keeps me afraid that my wife will wake up.

Dad, I'm coming, she gasps softly through her panties in her mouth.

Before I can do anything to stretch it, I feel my hand flooded with her horn. My fingers almost break from the force with which she squeezes her pussy. She uses the hand she held open her pussy lips to guide my hand and make her orgasm deep. She moves too fast and she is too noisy. However, I can't help it and next to me my wife gets restless again.

Anja is ready. She pushes my hand away and turns away from me in a fetal position. I also turn on my side and lie spoon-spoon against her. My hard cock pushes against her thighs. Anja grabs my arm, which I put around her. She wallows in the afterglow for a moment.

I don't really know what to do with my horniness. I jerk off slowly and hope that Anja will take over again soon. I clearly let her know that I'm doing it, because I keep letting my wet cock head against her legs. Anja understands that I want more. She carefully lowers down. My cock is now pushing against her ass. I could penetrate her without much effort now. Anja takes her legs apart and lets my cock come between her thighs. I can feel my cock rubbing against her cunt, but it's square, so I can't get in. Anjas cunt has leaked so much horny that my cock slides up and down between her legs with ease. My own horniness also helps with that.

We're so close together, I can't really see what I'm doing. Lightning flashes don't help either. However, I can feel my hard cock rubbing up and down against Anja's pussy lips and clit. I can imagine her pussy lips wrapping around my cock and me banging my head against her clit. Very carefully I move my hips from front to back to fuck her without penetrating. Anja gasps softly again with every thrust against her clit.

It's not long before I whisper in Anja's ear that I'm coming. Anja pulls away and turns on her other side, towards me. I lie on my back again and Anja pulls me off quickly, but as softly as she can. Then I don't like it anymore. Fat blobs of cum fly through the air and land on my chest and stomach. Despite my earlier ejaculation in her mother, I still give Anja a nice show in the twilight. For a moment I'm not there anymore. This may have been the best ejaculation I've had in years.

Anja wipes me clean with her panties. Then she kisses me on the cheek.

Thank you, she says softly as she slides out of bed. I don't know if she means the sex or the protection against the storm.

It is noticeable that the thunder still rumbles vaguely in the distance. I lie on my back for a while to enjoy and then go to the bathroom to pee. When I come back my wife is awake. She holds up the sheet and pulls me against her.

Mmmmm. I had such a horny dream about you. Do you fancy the second round?, she asks in a dark horny voice.