Emma In A RV

(Pedo, Inc, Minor, Oral, Non-Con)


Summary: The next day Mike discovers that he isn’t the only one there camping with a taste for incest)


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Mike really hadn’t planned for a repeat performance, he’d been sure that he’d gotten that out of his system, sure that he’d never allow it to happen again, but as he watched Emma in her little swimsuit swimming around the large lake, he was having a hard time concealing his hard on.

Last night had been his best fuck in the longest time, and the fact that the warm pussy had belonged to his eight year old daughter only caused his dick to get harder in desire.

Looking around, Mike frowned. While planning this trip he’d hoped a lot of other families were around so Emma could have company and friends to play with, but the only other family who was camping at the time were now a hindrance to him.

Sure, they were nice enough, but Mike wanted to fuck Emma’s little cunt again, and he couldn’t do it while the Shermans were around.

Although, they did have a cute little girl named Nicole that was around Emma’s age…

Don’t even THINK about it, Mike growled to his penis, which throbbed viciously at the thought of pounding into Nicole’s sweet little pussy.

Putting down the book he’d been trying to use to get his mind off of his daughter’s lithe body, Mike took a walk to the dock, sitting down and watching his daughter with the pretense of making sure she didn’t drown.

It was only when Mr. And Mrs. Sherman (along with their three boisterous kids) announced that they were going for a hike, that he smiled and dove into the water below.

“Daddy!” Emma cried, swimming towards him happily. “I thought you weren’t going to swim.” She announced innocently as she threw her arms around him.

“I changed my mind.” Mike replied, groaning at the feel of her body against his. Swimming backwards with one hand, submerging them behind the protection of the dock, he swam them until it was shallow enough for him to stand.

“Daddy?” Emma asked curiously, eyeing him oddly as he held her close and walked them to the shore.

Mike lowered Emma to the ground and looked around them. A small smirk covered his face as he realized that they were hidden from view. The dock covered them from above and there were countless bushes around them that hid them on each side.

“Get on your hands and knees.” He ordered softly.

“What?” she asked.

“Kneel.” There was metal behind his words and he tented more watching her do as told, although she shot him a confused expression.

“Daddy?” She whispered, eyes widening when he quickly stepped out of his swimming trunks.

“Don’t move.” Going behind her, Mike lowered himself to the ground and rubbed her over the bottom of her swimsuit. She jerked at his touch and whimpered when he began to stick a finger into her through the material.

“That hurts.” She whimpered, obviously sore from the fucking the night before.

“We can’t have that, can we?” He chuckled, scrunching her swimsuit in his fist, pulling the bottom away from her so that her cunt was bare to him. “God.” He breathed before leaning forwards and began to nibble softly on her outer lips.

“Daddy!” She jerked and cried out in a throaty voice.

“Shut up!” He hissed, pulling away and giving her a slap on her propped little bottom. “Be quiet.” With that he returned his mouth to her cunt, breathing in her enticing aroma before running his tongue down her slit.

She whimpered in pleasure but otherwise kept silent, squirming as his tongue defiled her hungrily.

Hearing voices, Mike pulled away with a low curse, telling his daughter to stay quiet or they’d both be in a lot of trouble.

Jerking away from Emma he reached for his swimming trunks and pulled them back on. He cursed every word he knew as he pulled them back into the water, fixing the bottom of her swimsuit and telling her to go back swimming. His daughter looked at him surprised, and surprisingly enough, disappointed, before nodding and doing as told.

Why the hell had the Shermans had to return right then?

Groaning, Mike began to swim as well, trying to get his mind off of what his body wanted to do. He ignored Emma and barely noticed when a bikini-clad Nicole joined his daughter in the lake.

Finally leaving the water when his hard-on had died down, Mike waved at Lynette Sherman, who sat with her elder child, twelve year old Maggie. The young girl was whimpering silently.

“Sprained her ankle.” Lynette explained when she caught his curious gaze. “Henry and Carrie decided to stay out and continue taking pictures—a shared passion.”

Nodding, Mike decided that he should take a walk for himself. He really wasn’t paying much attention to where he was going or what was around him until he heard something that caught his attention. Frowning, he crept up behind a large boulder that’d fallen from the mountain behind them during one of the many rockslides that place was known for, and froze.

“Yeah baby.” Henry Sherman murmured hoarsely, sitting on one of the fallen rocks, pants around his ankles, as ten year old Carrie knelt between his legs, mouth rising up and down his stiffened cock. “Yeah baby, taste daddy…he loves to feel your mouth on his cock…loves his little cocksucker.”

It would seem that photography wasn’t the only ‘passion’ father and daughter shared.

“You like that, don’t you, you little bitch?” He hissed, the vein in his neck bulging, his hands clenching in his daughter’s long red hair. “You like sucking your father’s big cock in your dirty little mouth.”

Carrie whimpered when his hold on her hair became painful.

Trying to get a better look, Mike made sure that he was well hidden from both father and daughter.

“Fuck baby, you make me feel so good.” Henry Sherman hissed in pleasure. “Are you wet baby? I wanna fuck you so badly.” Raising her face slightly, tears were obvious as they made their way down her pallid cheeks. “Now don’t be such a little bitch Carrie,” Henry tsked as he pulled her off of him by her hair. “You know you like your daddy’s cock buried deep inside that little cunt of yours.”

Mike’s erection had returned fully as he watched Henry pulling Carrie’s shirt off of her head despite her attempts to stop him.

“Daddy, please don’t!” She cried as he brought her closer to him and nibbled on her small breasts hungrily. The young girl fought him, trying to wriggle away to push him away, but that only got her an irritated slap on the ass.

“Shut up!” Henry hissed, pulling away from her slightly. “Do you want your mama to hear you and see what a naughty little girl you really are?” His hand disappeared up her skirt and he hissed when his fingers came into contact with her innocent little panties, feeling how wet she was against the fabric. “Do you want to break her heart?”

More tears were falling down her cheeks as she shook her head. “No.”

“Then be a good little girl for daddy.” He slid his fingers into her through her underwear. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight, so good. Feel what you do to daddy---.” He grabbed her resisting hand and placed it on his throbbing erection. “Daddy’s gonna shove that up your pussy.”

“No, stop, please!” Carrie begged as he began to thrust his fingers into her violently. “Please daddy! Not again! Don’t do this!”

“Stop playing baby,” he jerked down her underwear harshly, aligning her fighting body with his own. “You know you love it.”

“Daddy--!”

Grabbing her hips he pushed her down harshly on his erection, smashing his mouth against hers to silence her scream as he penetrated his small, helpless daughter.

She continued screaming and wriggling as he kept a hold on her hips and pushed up into her, a groan escaping his lips as he took her over and over again. Soon her screams had given way to soft sobs as he kept her firmly against him with his hands on her hips, lifting her up and down his throbbing erection.

A soft moan escaped her lips as he trailed his mouth down the curve of her neck.

“See baby?” He whispered, groaning in pleasure at her tightness, at the sticky warmth that only his little girl could coat him with. “See how you love daddy’s cock in you? See how wet you are?”

She whimpered in reluctant pleasure once more, eyes closed tightly while silent tears streamed down her face.

Henry kept whispering to her as her moans grew louder.

It took all of Mike’s control to keep his pants on and not whack off at the sight of sweet, young, innocent Carrie withering in pleasure as her father thrusted up into her mercilessly, to hear her moaning wantonly as he molested her.

Mike wanted to hear Emma moan like that as he invaded her sore cunt.

“Oh Carrie!” Henry cried out as he smashed his mouth on his daughter’s, thrusting desperately, cumming deep within her. “You’re such a good girl.” He moaned as his thrusts grew languid.

Mike took a step backwards and ended up stepping on a twig, unwittingly announcing his presence.

Both father and daughter jumped, turning around. Henry’s face turned pale and his hard-on disappeared as he pushed Carrie off of him, he stood and looked horrified into Mike’s eyes. “This—this---this isn’t---.”

“You’re not going to say that ‘this isn’t what it looks like’, right?” Mike asked a little awkwardly. “Because it looked convincingly like you were fucking your little girl.”

Just at the mention, Henry’s cock began to stir again.

Carrie whimpered on the ground.

“You—you can’t tell Lynette! She’ll leave me!” Henry babbled, quickly pulling up his pants and zippering it once more. “We—Lynette and I—haven’t had sex in the longest time and I—they are my daughters and--.”

So Carrie wasn’t the only one he was fucking?

“You want her? Carrie I mean? Have her—fuck her.”

Carrie looked up in horror.

Mike froze.

Taking it the wrong way, Henry hurried on. “Not your type? What about Maggie? Or Nicole?” Something in Mike’s face must have betrayed him, because Henry let out a relieved chortle. “Nicole then. I’ll send her to your RV and you can fuck her good, she’s not as resistant as this one. I taught her earlier than I did Maggie and Carrie.”

Mike frowned. This was wrong. This man was willing to give his young daughter to a stranger to fuck only to keep his fucking his children secret—and the other man should just tell him to go to hell. But his dick was throbbing from not being able to fuck Emma earlier, from having watched Henry and Carrie—and truth be told, it’d noticed Nicole.

“No.” Surprising even himself with that answer, Mike stood and left a sputtering Henry behind, his hard-on painful and screaming all sorts of curses at him for not having accepted the offer.

If only he’d known that Henry Sherman was determined to have something over his head to make sure he wouldn’t say anything—or that more temptation would be coming his way before the day was up.