A Wild Time with My Daughter! Ch. 03

"Come on then Dad, push - gently!" she said so I did.

As I did so, my ultra-stiff penis slid past her inner ring and just sliced his way deep inside her; all eight inches suddenly becoming buried inside her bowels.

"Ooooh fuck," groaned Carol, "Shiiiiit, you're deep!"

"Sorry, sorry," I cried, pulling back somewhat, but Carol put her hand behind her to still my retreating cock.

"Wasn't complaining Dad, just wasn't expecting him to go in so nicely and so deep," she said, "Bloody hurt at first but its fine now; just don't push quite so deep for a while."

"Sorry darling," I said again, "Ok to move now?"

"God yes Dad," said Carol with enthusiasm, "You've got to make me come somehow!"

I chuckled with her as I now started to move inside her, enjoying the tightness and warmth and the difference between this hole and her vagina.

I reached down and around Carol and grasped her breasts; her nipples already rigid against the flattened grass. I squeezed them, enjoying the wonderful feeling of well-filled mammary glands and well-stimulated nipples, wondering idly how long it would be before her breasts would be leaking milk for our children.

'Not if I only cum in her arse!' I thought then remembered that I'd already filled her pussy today. It seemed a long time ago already...

Not that my cock cared - he was invigorated and rejuvenated from all the fabulous attention and access he'd had recently from my daughter and he now had every intention of filling her once more.

But for a while I simply slid in and out of her arsehole, liberally bathed in Carol's transferred pussy juices and the soothing cream, just feeling the sensations as our bodies enjoyed our coupling.

Gradually the tempo increased, my free hand now at her pussy, two fingers being buried deep in her vagina mimicking the action inside her other hole nearby.

Carol was groaning from time to time and kept reassuring me that she was fine and certainly she was exhibiting no signs of discomfort; just the opposite in fact!

Her hips were thrusting back against my penis; her arsehole was almost sucking at me and was definitely squeezing me hard while her pussy was clenching around my fingers and lubricating freely. Her breath was coming fast and jerky as she neared her orgasm...all I needed to do was to tickle her clit - and she was away!!

"Oh my God Daaaaaad!" she screamed, sending a flock of lapwings screaming in fright into the air, "I'm there already Dad - I'm there!"

I hardly knew which bit to concentrate on as her whole body was now one massive sex machine, everything I touched turned into an orgasm; every thrust brought another deep spasm of paroxysmic delight; every movement brought another groan of pleasure.

It couldn't last; I was working hard above her, sweating profusely in the hot sun as I powered my penis into her welcoming body; feeling my own orgasm rising through my body.

My movements became unsteady; my breath sharper and deeper until suddenly I knew I'd reached my tipping point - nothing could stop my eruption now!

"Ahhhhh, I'm cumming too!" I groaned as I pumped into her once again; "Yeah, yeah, oh yeahhhhh!"

I'm sure I could actually feel my penis swell and recoil. I'm sure I could really feel the blast of hot spunk as it erupted from my steely penis to coat her rectum. And I'm sure that Carol's body seemed to suck all my juices from me as I slowly powered down from my orgasm.

From sheer exhaustion I soon slid down from Carol's body, seeing her hole pulsing until it closed, leaving a small puddle of my white spunk to adorn her anus.

I collapsed in a heap beside her, Carol too flopping down to the grassy sward; her legs still apart and her hips still raised somewhat. I found some tissues for her and applied them where necessary, bring out a warm smile from my darling daughter.

"Dadddd," she said, with mock horror on her face, "Aren't you naughty! First of all you fuck your daughter's pussy and now you've fucked her arse too! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"

"You're not my daughter now, you're my wife," I said, pretty well confirming what we'd approved of the other night, "All that's missing is the ring and we'll be legal."

Carol's eyebrows rose to question my logic but her eyes were smiling as were her lips.

"Agreed Dad," she said, "And I'm so glad you've had all of me. I'm all yours now, every bit of me."

We leaned together and kissed, gently at first but ever deeper until we wrapped our arms around each other and settled down for a long and sexy snog.

Our reverie was broken by the sounds of the lapwings as they began to return and we pulled apart to watch them wheeling down and gracefully landing, allowing us to count their numbers as they did so.

"There's well over forty of them," I said, "More than last year when there were just twenty-six."

"So someone's been having fun procreating!" said my daughter with a chuckle, "Our turn next!"

But that would come later - right now we needed to complete our survey as there were two other possible nest sites to check out.

So still disregarding my clothes, although Carol wore her knickers with a large wad of tissue held inside to catch her various leaks, we tramped off again, finally making the circuit and back to camp somewhere around seven that evening. We were knackered - for now!

I rustled up some grub; again nothing exciting in the way of food but nourishing nevertheless and we soon cleared our bowls and having cleaned up there was little to do until it was bedtime.

But that suited us; we were leg-weary and somewhat sunburnt; my cock had performed twice already today and both Carol's holes were a little sore from sweat, sexual exercise and from walking. Together we watched as evening drifted into the camp site; the late butterflies floating around; the birds calling as they began to roost - it was so peaceful that we'd have happily stayed here forever.

But, quite apart from work, sleep called and soon we were flat out on our airbeds, now side by side once again, our side-on experiment not having worked as well as we'd have liked. I don't even remember going to sleep apart from remembering that Carol and I were holding hands as we drifted...

I woke at some time during the night and turned; my eyes half open. No Carol!

Another outing for a pee I guessed and then I realised that I too might feel more comfy if I had a pee, so I got up and stepped outside. It was a warm, still, silent night with half a moon shining over us, so, having got my eyes accustomed to the low light, I walked off a few yards down the track and had a piss.

Now there was no real need to go too far just for a piss but I was curious as to where Carol had gone, so I kept going, soon approaching the stream.

And there in the moonlight was my naked daughter; crouched on all fours as she moaned and groaned and drove something up inside herself.

'Dirty bitch!' I thought to myself as I edged closer and closer, realising that I must be almost as dirty to want to spy on her!

But I couldn't resist and when I caught sight of the offending article and realised that it was that self-same carrot, I just had to take over!

"You horny cow!" I said quietly chuckling and making Carol jump and almost fall over in fright, "Couldn't you wait for me to wake up!?"

"Oh Daddy," she moaned, the carrot still up inside her pussy, "You made me so horny I couldn't sleep; you dropped off but I couldn't; I tingled all over inside and I just needed more, so I got up."

"So I see," I said as I dropped my boxers to reveal my thoroughly alert and ready penis. He looked good in the moonlight as it bathed him in a surreal light that seemed to enhance his size and length and which also caused the smudge of precum at his tip to gleam brightly.

"Ooh Dad, yessss, bring him here, lover," moaned Carol, now waggling her arse in the air as she knelt on all fours once more, "Put him inside me, quick!"

There was a sucking sound as the carrot was removed from her already hot and slippery pussy and mere moments later I'd spread her lube all over my knob and was slowly pushing it into her vibrant vagina.

"Oh God yessss Dad," she hissed, "Yesssss - lovely, oh God, that's what I needed!"

I sank easily inside and fucking her doggy-style I was now able to penetrate even further, feeling my knob bumping firmly against her cervix as I thrust into her. But she was loving the extra length; crying out happily each time my balls bounced against her body; each time my thighs thudded against the back of her thighs and her buttocks.

Steadily we worked away, both enjoying all the sexual arousal we could glean from our moonlight tryst, until I realised that Carol still held the carrot in one hand. I took it from her, eyeing its length and thickness. It was a little shorter that I was but almost as thick; it would do nicely!

Slowing my actions I eventually removed my cock, causing Carol to gasp, before I replaced my penis with the carrot. Lubricated by some of my saliva it slid in easily enough, until it was embedded completely. I worked it in and out for a while before I withdrew it - quickly replacing it with my rock hard penis again.

Carol's frantic body soon grasped my cock and began to love it as I powered it in and out once more but, eager to use the still-slippery fluids on the carrot I brought it to her arsehole.

Carol gasped as she realised my intentions but didn't seem fazed; instead her body merely seemed to gather force for a wild orgasm.

Grasping the slightly smaller end of the well-lubed vegetable I pushed the larger blunt end against her little indented puckered ring and suddenly it slid inside; quickly sliding some four or five inches into her!

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" cried Carol, making several birds leave their roosts in fright, "Oh fuuuuuck - oh God!"

"You ok?" I asked, my penis still well and truly buried in her pussy and she nodded.

"Just took me by surprise," she said, "Fine now; hurt a bit but its good now."

For a while I worked the two instruments up and out of her two holes, enjoying the hard, almost rough feeling as the carrot rubbed against my penis inside her and steadily we both rose towards our climaxes. My knees had dug a small hole in the leaf-litter that covered the ground as I banged my cock into her time after time until both Carol and I were on the brink.

"Ahhh, Ahhhh yesss - cumming, I'm cumming," cried Carol and I felt all her muscles spasmodically squeezing and sucking at me; even her arsehole seemed to be tightening up on the carrot as I slid it in and out.

"Oh God - it's big - I keep cumming!" Carol cried again, "Can't stop! Oh Godddd!"

I was almost there when I decided to change things around.

Steadily I slid the carrot from her arsehole and discarded it, my fingers now sliding down between her cunt lips. Equally smoothly I slid my penis from her pussy and slotted it into her arsehole, where it was quickly engulfed by her quivering flesh.

Once again Carol was off on another orgasmic ride, screaming and yelling excitedly as she rode my hugely throbbing cock to yet another crescendo.

"Oh God! Oh God! Can't stopppppp!" she cried, "Oh I love it!"

At that moment I felt myself coming to the boil; time to fill her with my seed!

"Ok," I asked, not expecting a reply, "I'm cumming - ok?"

"Yes, yes - cum for me - fill my arse darling, fill every hole!" she panted wildly, "I want you so much!"

"And I want you, my lover," I cried as I pounded my ready-to-unload penis into her still lubricated arsehole, "Here it comes!"

A moment later and I had no alternative but to jerk violently, my penis thrusting hard into her and blasting out another generous offering of sperm to help fill her bowels again. Another one followed and several more by which time spunk was swilling out of her overfilled hole and dripping to the ground between her legs. Our thighs, her bum and my pubes were soaked with our overflowing secretions and I guessed that her anus must have been pumped full with all my cum.

I may not have managed to impregnate her tonight but we still had plenty of time to practice that!

Rather than worry about getting pregnant, Carol on the other hand was far more laid-back about it as she collapsed from under me and just rolled over onto her side. She was panting wildly and was just covered in sweat; not to mention the liberal sprays of sexual juices in various places. But she looked blissfully content laying there in the moonlight, so I had no worries as I stood up and went and bathed my hot and sticky penis in the cooling stream.

When I moved back beside her Carol rolled over onto her back and looked at me and my now-softened cock.

"Hard to think that that little thing could bring me so much pleasure," she said, causing me to arch my eyebrows.

"That little thing indeed," I quipped, "Big enough to satisfy you my lover."

"Mmmmm, definitely," cooed Carol seductively, "Fancy some more?"

But it was the middle of a short summer night and we'd be getting up again all too soon, so I reached down and hauled Carol to her feet.

"Come on darling, come and get clean; then we can grab a bit more kip first," I said, causing Carol's eyebrows to raise this time.

"Later then?" she asked cheekily and I pushed her into the shallow water by reply, Carol squeaking as the now chilly water splashed her body.

Soon we were back in our tent and very soon afterwards the only sounds coming from our camp might just have been one or other of us lightly snoring - we were worn out for now!

I'd planned a lazy day for the morrow, knowing that our excursion to the fields would be tiring but without expecting our nocturnal activities, so it was just as well that Carol was able to idle around, probably allowing her tender parts to be soothed by some fresh air and cooling cream - but certainly I hadn't expected her to be naked again all day.

"Why not?" she asked, "Getting to like this - might take up nudism one day!"

"Not on," I reminded her, "Cos every time I see you I get a hard-on and want to fuck you!"

"Come on then!" Carol retorted, holding her pussy open towards me, "Lunch is ready!"

Somehow I succeeded in passing up the generous offers she kept making; succeeding instead on getting all my studies around the camp completed. Virtually all my collecting bottles, sample bags and notebooks were filled now - we had one more outing to enjoy before we'd break camp at the end of the week.

"We're going rock climbing tomorrow," I told her as I showed her the map, "Where our little stream comes from there's a cliff face; only perhaps fifty feet high, on the side of the escarpment and a pair of peregrine falcons nest there - I want to get up and ring the babies, if any."

"Great," enthused Carol, "Done a bit of rock climbing; quite exciting, exhilarating in fact."

I agreed, explaining that because it was a regular site to which we, the scientists came, there was a small shack there complete with assorted climbing gear already on hand.

"Saves each of us lugging great heaps of rope around," I said, "Means we can travel light."

Together we accessed the Society's data about this peregrine falcon nest and watched some videos of the birds and of the climb to the nest. It wasn't an entirely easy climb but pegs and carabineers and other climbing aids had already been fixed to the rock, so even a comparative novice like Carol should be ok.

Night came and went unremarkably and for once we both slept uninterrupted either by the needs of the body or the lusts of the flesh and we both actually overslept a little, waking around six o'clock.

Our usual breakfast engulfed, we put our few requirements into my rucksack and headed off, a mere hour's easy march before us.

At least the path was clear to find and I let Carol lead the way, now finding myself getting all horny over the sight of her very desirable arse as she tripped lightly along.

Soon we'd arrived; the site being a flattish area in front of the cliff; a small cave from which issued the stream; a few small trees and shrubs and then the cliff itself, rearing what seemed remarkably steeply and high above us.

The little shed full of gear had a padlock but I had a key and soon we were piling up the gear we'd need. I got both of us into body harnesses, for Carol's safety and also because I might need both hands to hold and ring the chicks, so I'd want to hang free on the rope...and soon we were ready.

Carol climbed first so that she didn't get my dirt and dust in her eyes - my cap would protect me, I hoped - and she climbed steadily until she was above the nest and out of the way.

"Yes - two youngsters," she said, "Ok, I'm secured. All clear..."

I climbed up as well and it wasn't all that long before I'd reached her level and then I sidled along until I was on the nest ledge and a little while later I'd successfully fixed marker rings round the chicks' legs and taken all their vital statistics for the records.

Carol had been watching my actions while secured a little bit above the ledge and off above our climbing pitch and now she remained there while I abseiled quickly down to the ground.

"Clear!" I yelled and I heard Carol call out "Ok! On my way!"

I had a safety rope from her securing point to the ground which I now held to assist her descent; Carol not yet being used to abseiling and gradually I let her down and down.

As she neared me I enjoyed the view; straight up virtually between her legs and up into her warm grotto and I could also see, thanks to her loose t-shirt, a whole lot of under-boob, to my great and rising delight.

But not ten or so feet from the ground and there was a dull 'chunk'; an anchoring piton or pin popped out of it's secure fixing in the rock face and Carol squeaked!

And suddenly she was spun upside down; one rope tangled around her body; another around one leg as she hung there; swaying from side to side, her legs apart. I managed to damp out her movements but now as I looked up I could see that her loose t-shirt had slid to her neck, revealing both her lovely breasts, albeit upside down, and despite her predicament I found my penis quickly stiffening with excitement.

"Hang on love, you're safe darling," I called out to reassure her, then I explained what had happened.

"I'll come up and see what I can best do - stay there," I called out and Carol managed to laugh anyway.

"I'm not going anywhere like this!" she quipped - thank heavens she was still cheerful.

Soon I was above her trying to see where the actual problem was and it seemed that when the pin gave way tension had flipped on her harness and the whole thing had locked up, with the loose rope twining itself around her.

I tried to free her but her weight on the rope held things taut and I realised that I needed to at least get her down to my level before I could effectively release her.

So, climbing down past her, not forgetting in passing to have a loving feel of her scrumptious breasts I worked my way to the ground once more.

"Won't be long sweetheart," I said as I started to lower her down - but it wasn't easy because the guide rope was tangled in the mess as well, but eventually I got her so that she was hanging with her outstretched hands a mere foot or so off the ground - but still completely inverted and I just couldn't get the rope to ease off any more.

Now I could see where the problem was; a hitched pair of ropes more or less around her waist that wouldn't allow either rope to move but at least I could unwind the one from around her leg.

"Fuckin' ropes," I said, "Got one though..."

As I unwound the rope her legs just fell apart - probably because of the sudden lack of tension holding her leg upright - and suddenly I was faced with my darling daughter's upturned pussy, lightly clad inside her shorts and knickers, one of her lips visible. I had to do something - to it!