When she saw the light blown out she was uptight. "Curt... Curt, you're not asleep, are you? You promised you'd wait up for me. Of all the..."
"Don't get shook, honey," he said from his cot. "I'm not asleep, I'm just taking it easy."
Her whole outlook changed. She slipped out of her clothes and came to his cot. He expected her to spend at least a few minutes telling him about their trip to the ranger tower, but she was obviously thinking of other things. She gave him a big kiss and began telling him how aroused she had become that morning when he and the girls were out fishing. As she talked she toyed with his hair and soon her hand was under the light sheet and approaching his groin. She very unshyly placed her naked tits on the edge of his cot.
Curt still got along swell in bed with Karol after eighteen years of marriage. But taking her on immediately after popping the meat to their daughter was a bit more than he felt like handling at the moment. He knew Karol was plenty hot to trot, so he half-heartedly began manipulating her big, excited nipples. When his penis was discovered to be limp by Karol's searching fingers, she was a little put out.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asked. "Don't you feel like, it? I thought you'd be rested up and all set for giving some good loving to your poor, horny wife."
He begged off saying that he guessed he had overdone it more than he thought on the fishing trip with the girls. For a few seconds she seemed pretty dejected but she recovered without much trouble.
"That's okay," she told him. "I guess you are pretty bushed after tearing around over the creek bank with them. Here, baby, raise the sheet and at least let me give you a blow job, okay?"
He tensed up. Was Kelly's scent gone from his groin enough so that Karol wouldn't detect it?
"Aw, that's okay, honey," he said. "Hell, if I can't give you a nice healthy fucking, you don't have to..."
"But I want to," she broke in. "For me. I'm telling you, I don't know what's got into me lately, but I'm so horny I have to have some kind of loving. I think I can darn near bring myself off just from having that thing in my mouth."
She had him. He could hardly argue with that. She wasn't asking him to do a damned thing but lie there and let her work on his prick with her mouth. Besides, he was beginning to feel a bit randy himself by now. When she put her mind to it, his wife really could suck a mean prick. He raised the side of the sheet.
"If you really want to, then," he said. "If you won't be pissed at me for not being more..."
Her head shot under the covers with a rapidity that astonished him. Instead of replying to him, she socked her mouth on his cock without even waiting till he finished talking.
"Ummmm... ummmm," he heard her saying. He could also feel her saying it, since she was making her lips vibrate on his glans.
She slipped her lips over the head of it and began gently biting the shaft with the edges of her teeth. It began to swell. He felt the head of it expand toward the back of her throat as her tongue gleefully applied itself to the sensitive undersides.
He let his hand fall down his side and idly grabbed a handful of tit. It was the least he could do, he thought, under the circumstances. She showed her appreciation by opening and closing her mouth on his slick glans and making a sexy slurping noise as she did so.
She pulled her mouth off for a second and said, "Like it, baby? Am I doing it good for you?"
"Yeah," he said. "Oh yeah, you're doing it great. But how about yourself? Isn't your cunt getting awful hot to be fucked? You must be getting pretty itchy between your legs to be giving me such a nice mouth job."
But she was too anxious to get a mouthful of prick again to reply. As she plopped her lips back on the stiff organ, she took his hand and placed it between her legs. She was jerking herself off!
Wow, she must be so hot she's about to bust a gut for her to be doing that to herself, he thought. It had been years after Kelly was born before he even got her to admit she ever did such things as handle her own organs. And much longer after that before she would do it in front of him. Even then it was usually just to please him after he kept on at her about it, begging her to let him watch. It was very unusual for her to frig herself at her own initiative.
He loved the way it felt to touch her fingers while they busily stimulated the sweetmeat of her juicy pussy. Very soon he felt her sucking on his cock with extra force. At the same time he noticed that she increased the speed of her fingers against the fleshy lips of her cunt. Earlier, he had honestly believed he was incapable of raising a hard-on, much less shooting off. Yet her eager and erotic manipulations were making him change his mind. He could feel the come boiling up inside as her mouth kept up its steady sucking.
She'd keel over dead if she had any idea that thing had been inside her darling daughter's pussy less than an hour ago, he thought to himself. She was really giving him the works now. He gave a grunt and blew a thick stream into her mouth. She greedily disposed of it with a smacking of her lips and a bobbing of her Adam's apple, all the while jamming her fingers in and out of her cunt with more and more fervor.
Seconds later she started moaning and clamping her thighs as tightly as possible on the blurring fingers that were going like crazy inside her wet cunt. Then with a final groan of extreme pleasure received, she slumped forward over his cot and he felt her tits heaving.
She had quite obviously enjoyed a very gratifying climax. And she had provided him with one in the bargain -- one which he had thought he wasn't up to after his earlier activities.
She gave him a big kiss and said, "That was scrumptious, Curt. I almost went out of my mind when I felt you shoot off iii my mouth. Thought you were too tired for such stuff."
"I did too," he replied, grinning in the dark. He gave her a long kiss and patted her naked ass. "But you got me going so much I was able to make it."
As she climbed into her cot with a sigh, and Curt rolled over onto his pillow in preparation for a good night's sleep, there was sudden activity in the girls' tent.
"But it didn't sound like any animal I ever heard," Lilly was saying to her sister. "It sounded more like somebody crying or... or somebody hurting real bad."
Kelly knew quite well what the noises had been that Lilly was so concerned about. In fact, she was lying there in a jealous snit because of them. It was one thing to know her parents made love with each other, but to actually overhear them doing it -- that was different. She knew it was silly to feel the least bit jealous but she couldn't help it.
"It was just some animal off in the woods somewhere, I tell you," she staunchly maintained. "Now go to sleep, will you?"
"Well, okay," Lilly reluctantly agreed. "But it sure didn't sound like any animal I ever heard before."
Don't worry, little sister, Kelly thought to herself, you'll hear more 'animals' like that when you get a little older.
She lay quietly listening to Lilly's breathing and was soon relieved to hear her sleeping soundly. She lay recalling the first time her father had touched her nakedness. It was three years earlier, when she had just turned fifteen. She was lying in her bed at home sleeping as soundly as Lilly. Then she gradually woke up to the sensation of a hand stealing under the covers and lightly exploring the smooth skin under her nighty.
Kelly smiled to herself at the recollection. It was one night when her mother had taken Lilly to a school play and Dad had worked too late to go with them. But when he came home that night, he wound up doing something much more entertaining -- seducing his teen-age daughter. Kelly remembered how she hadn't known what was happening to her at first, through the fog of sleep. And by the time she did know what was happening, it was feeling so good to her that she wanted it to go on and on. And Dad, good old Dad, made it do just that.