Man vs. Daughter

I chuckled. "Okay, baby. It's just, you know that I'm a man, right?"

She squinted at me. "Yes, I am aware you are a male." She chuckled. "What do you mean?"

"I just mean..." I sat up, glad for the dark hiding my blushing face. "Men have... uh, well, see, sometimes a man can't really control... uh, jeez, how do I say this..."

"Are you talking about your cock?"

"Oh, Jesus, there it is," I said, putting a hand on my face. "Okay, I'm keeping my pants on."

"No, I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I just meant, like, okay, this is a weird conversation. Let's just take our pants off, okay? It's hot under the covers but it's freezing above them. Please?"

"Okay," I said. "But if you feel something, I'm sorry."

She nodded. "I got it."

We stood up, unbuttoned our pants, unzipped them, and then started to take them off. My eyes were discreetly on my daughter. She put her thumbs in her waistband and started to push them down, wiggling out of them. My eyes were on her panties. Even in the fire light I could see them very well, white with a big pink heart right over her pubic mound. I had seen these before in the laundry.

I swallowed hard as I pushed my own pants down. My cock was chubby now, hanging heavy between my legs. I glanced at my daughter again; she was turning this way and that to get her skinny jeans down. I saw her butt, the way the panties did nothing to cover them, just a little triangle at the top of her ass crack, her cheeks out in the open.

My white briefs were tight on me, my cock pinned inside them. I noticed my daughter was staring at me like I was staring at her. Her eyes were spreading wider as I freed myself from the jeans and then took off my socks too. I stood up straight, my bulging cock struggling inside my underwear. Abby took off her socks too and stood before me in just her tight little panties with the pink heart and her cute "Baby" shirt.

"Okay, better?" I said.

"Yes," she said shyly.

"Do you mind if I take off my shirt as well?" I asked.

"Oh," she said. "No, it's fine. Guys can do that, I guess."

I lifted off the rock t-shirt and tossed it on the ground with the other clothes, standing there in briefs. "Okay, so, back to bed?"

"Um, yes," she said shyly. She squatted down, bringing her eye-level with my bulging cock behind the underwear for one moment, her eyes fixing on it, and then she twisted and lay down. I came down behind her, sliding my arm under her head, my hand coming around in front of her, pulling the fur over us.

She scooted back against me, her back hitting my chest, her butt once again resting in the curve of my waist, her warm bare thighs touching my thighs. My cock was bent right up against her bare ass, the fabric of my underwear separating us.

I could feel my daughter breathing heavily in front of me. I could also feel my cock stirring in excitement to have this young piece of flesh so close. God, she was sexy. I grew harder. I tried to scoot away, but there was no room with the fur wrapped tight behind my back and slung over her, but still I tried, and the moment I did, she wiggled back against me. She took in air.

"Daddy, is that your cock?"

"Ah, baby, I'm so sorry. It just happens sometimes when it's hot, it gets... hard. Do you want to change positions?"

"Um, no, it's fine. I'm just embarrassed."

"I'm more embarrassed."

"It's okay," Abby whispered. "I'll just ignore it, okay?"

"Okay, yes. I'm really sorry."

"G-goodnight," Abby whispered.

"Goodnight, baby."

We were silent as we tried to sleep, my hard cock bent up against her bottom. I was very tired though. All the hiking through the forest with little food and water had exhausted me. I took a deep breath, filled with my daughter's scent, and counted a few sheep. Soon, I was drifting off, dreaming of waterfalls and lakes. My daughter was in my dreams too, wearing a bikini, laughing and dancing, teasing me with her sexy little body. Even in my dreams I felt her rubbing up against my hard cock, grinding into it.

Soon, my cock was sliding in and out of her pussy beside my sister's pool, her head thrown back, moaning at each of my thrusts, my shaft buried in her warm cunt. Even while I fucked her, I felt shame, knew these thoughts, these dreams, were immoral, but god if she didn't feel amazing wrapped around my shaft, her warm pussy lips clinging to my dick, her cunt frothing with each thrust, her cream collecting around the base of my cock.

An obnoxious bird cawed somewhere outside and my eyes opened. My daughter lifted her head as well. The bird cawed again. Light was peaking into the cabin from the wooden windows and around the door frame. I sighed and then yawned. My daughter put her head back down on my arm. And then we both felt my cock throb. I know she felt it, because I instantly realized my dick was out of my underwear, and it was stuck right between her ass cheeks.

"Um, Daddy?"

I gulped. "Yes?"

"Is, is..."

"Yes," I said, unable to stop it from giving another hard throb between her butt cheeks. "God, I'm sorry."

"Why did you put it there?" she asked breathlessly.

"I didn't!" I said. "It fell out in the night, and, and guys wake up hard, it just happened, I swear. Baby, get up."

My daughter scooted away from me and I yelped. My shaft had been trapped under her thong and the fabric caught my mushroom head and pulled against it.

"You okay?" she said as she climbed out from under the bear fur.

"Yes, fine." I reached under the bear fur and stuffed my hard cock back into my underwear. It was getting soft again, now that it had been caught misbehaving. I climbed out from under the fur as well.

Abby was shyly covering herself, looking for her pants. She quickly grabbed them and pulled them up. I did the same, both of us back to back as we dressed.

"Well, night one survived," I said lightly.

"How did you sleep?" she asked.

"It was hot," I said. "I, I mean the temperature."

"Oh. Yes, me too. I'm all sweaty. God, I wish I could shower."

"Me too," I said. "I just wish I had some water."

"Me too. Daddy, I have to pee so badly."

"So do I, but I was thinking of what we talked about, about the pee drinking."

She made a face. "Yuck. Tell me it's not that desperate."

"Well, we could go search for water."

"What if a rescue team comes while we're away?" she asked. "Or what if we get lost in the woods again?"

"I could go alone," I said.

"And I'd be left stranded by myself if you got lost again?"

"Okay, what do you think we should do?" I said.

"I don't know. I don't have a plan. I just don't like yours."

"I wish we had our water bottle."

"Why?" she asked. "There's no water to refill it."

"We could have, you know, peed in it."

"Oh god, it really is that desperate, isn't it?"

"It doesn't matter, because unless we piss in our hand, we have no way to drink it."

"Let's just look outside, around the cabin, maybe we'll see something in the light."

We opened the two windows and then the door, letting in some light. The fire had gone out, but now that the sun was up, the morning was starting to warm us as we stepped outside. We made a quick search of the outside of the cabin, but we only managed to turn up an old axe for cutting firewood, and a pair of filthy overalls, which neither us wanted to touch.

A view from the top of the cabin didn't tell us much more in the light than it did in the night, except that in the far distance, we could see a building, but it felt like a hundred miles away.

"Where is the rescue team?" Abby asked.

"I'm sure they'll find us today."

"What if they don't?"

"Then they'll find us tomorrow. You have to keep faith, babygirl."

She nodded. We went back into the cabin and sat down, splitting another granola bar for breakfast, which made us both thirstier than ever.

"Daddy," Abby said.

"Yeah?"

"I think we should drink our pee."

I took a breath. "Yes, maybe we should risk it. But we don't have a container."

"We'll do the hand thing, like you said. Will you go outside and do it first, and tell me if it's okay?"

"You want me to go first?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. It's gross. If you can't stomach it, there's no way I can."

"Baby, 90% of it is just going to be wasted. I'm not sure it's worth the effort." I swallowed. "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"You know, never mind. Let's just pee and we'll figure out something else for water."

"Wait, no, what were you thinking?"

"It's a bad thought. Never mind."

"Daddy, just say it, because I was thinking it too."

I took a deep breath. "Really?"

"Oh, god," she said. "Please just say it."

"Well, you could... drink my piss, and I'll drink yours."

She hung her head and put her face in her hands. "This is so gross and wrong."

"I know. We don't have to."

She looked up at me. "Daddy, we have to. If rescue doesn't find us, we'll die in a couple days without water."

"You really want to do this?"

"Of course I don't want to," she said. "But I'll do it."

"Okay," I said, taking a breath. "So, how do we do it?"

"Well, I guess it's going to be easier for me to drink," she said. "I mean, your thing, you know. God, I can't believe I'm saying this. If you put your cock in my mouth, you can just piss and I can swallow."

I rubbed my face. "Okay."

"But, like, for you to drink my pee," she said, "you're going to have to be right up close. You realize that, don't you?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Do you want to drink first or second?"

She sighed. "I'm so thirsty. Can I just do it?"

"Okay. So, now?"

"Yes, now, before I come to my senses."

I stood up, moving closer to her.

"Oh god, oh god," she said, climbing up on her knees. She looked up at me and then her pretty little mouth began to open. It closed and she swallowed. "I can't do this."

"Why don't you just close your eyes and open your mouth? Leave the rest to me."

"Okay." She did as I told her, closing her eyes and opening her mouth.

I unzipped my fly. I reached into my pants and drew out my long cock. I was already getting hard at the thought of my cockhead being this close to my daughter's mouth. What an awful thing I was doing.

My daughter suddenly opened her eyes. "Daddy, I don't know if I can— Oh, my fuck."

I froze, holding my big cock there right in front of my daughter's face. I started to put it away.

"Wait, Daddy," she said, swallowing. "Sorry, I was just surprised. I didn't know, um, nevermind. Just, just do it."

She closed her eyes again and left her mouth open. Her tongue rolled out. I brought my cock back, moving forward. My big mushroom head was inches from her open mouth.

"Come on," she said, opening her mouth again.

"It takes a minute," I said.

I was trying to piss, but I was getting nervous, and after all, I'd never pissed in a girl's mouth before. I flexed my cock and a small squirt of piss shot out, hitting her face. She recoiled.

"Fuck!" she said. "You got me in the eye!"

"Sorry!"

She was wiping her eyes frantically while I stood there with my cock out, half hard. She looked at me again, staring at my cock.

"Can you aim?" she asked.

"Well, your mouth is far from my cockhead, and your mouth is a smaller target than a toilet."

She bit her lip and gulped. "Okay, look. I know it's weird, but can I hold it?"

"What?" I said sternly. "No."

"Daddy, I need to control it, like a straw."

I took a breath. "Okay. Yeah, go ahead."

"Okay," she said. "I'm gonna touch it now."

"Yes, fine."

She reached out, her little fingers slowly touching my shaft. It sent sparks through my dick and instantly made me harder. Her soft hand coiled around my long shaft and it grew in her palm. Her pretty face inched closer, nose to nose with my cockhead. Her mouth started to open but then she looked up at me.

"Daddy, why is your cock getting so much bigger?"

"Baby, I'm sorry. I'm not used to anyone touching it."

"Fuck," she said. "Honestly, Daddy, you cock is ridiculously big."

I blushed. "Your mother didn't like it either."

"Huh? She didn't?"

I shook my head. "Hated it."

"Oh. I didn't mean it was ugly, just... big and hard. I'm sorry. I'm not used to seeing or touching cocks, you know? I didn't mean to suggest it's ugly. It's not. It's nice, really."

"Thanks, babygirl."

"I'm just gonna keep my eyes open this time, okay?"

"Okay."

She moved her mouth closer, opening her lips right in front of my cockhead while her little hand gripped my shaft, her pretty white-painted fingernails wrapped around it. Her eyes were looking up at me. I tried to let loose some piss, but being so hard had closed the pipeline.

"Daddy?" she said after a moment.

"Baby, it's hard to pee when my cock is so hard."

"Oh, Daddy, come on. Try. I am so thirsty."

"I know, I know. Okay, okay. Let me just try to relax"

"Okay," she said, her grip tightening on my shaft. I felt her suddenly push down on it and pull back up, giving it a long stroke.

"Ah, baby, okay, you can't do that. It makes it harder."

"What did I do?" she asked

"You stroked my cock."

"Oh. I'm sorry. Look, here, I'll let it go." She let it go. "I'll just bring my mouth a little closer. When you're ready, I'll grab it."

She moved her mouth forward. I felt the heat of her breath on my cock. My cock involuntarily throbbed, bumping up against her upper lip.

"Daddy!"

"Ah, baby..."

"Where's the peepee?" she said. "Daddy, come on!"

"Okay, okay," I said, taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes. I once again felt her warm breath on my cock. Her hand was resting on my thigh, waiting to grab my shaft. I tried to calm my body. Fuck, I wanted to shove my cock right into her mouth, but I fought the urge, letting my tired bladder have its way, and then finally, piss spurted from my cockhead, dripping into my daughter's open mouth.

"Oh, gross!!" She recoiled, my piss dripping down her neck. She gagged and turned away.

"Don't vomit, baby. You'll lose so much water and energy if you do."

"It tastes awful, Daddy! It's so gross."

"I know, baby, I'm sorry. It's for survival though. You need it."

"Yuck." She came crawling back, looking up at my cock. She roughly grabbed it like it was a dirty bottle of water and squeezed. "Gimme some more."

She put her tongue under my cockhead, and I forced another blast of piss in her mouth. And once again she gagged and again it dripped out of her mouth and she coughed.

"Baby, come on. You're wasting it."

"Daddy, I don't know if I can do this."

"Just get used to the taste. It's pretty much what beer tastes like, and I know you drink with your friends."

She gave me a glare. "I don't drink it from my friends' cocks, and it doesn't smell like your piss smells, and it actually has a little more flavor than just piss to it."

"Lick my cockhead," I ordered her.

"Daddy!" she said.

"Look, there's piss on the tip of my cock. I want you to taste it and get used to it."

"Oh. God, this is so wrong, you know?"

"Baby, please, I have to piss so badly, and every time I stop it hurts."

"Fine."

She grabbed my cock again, squeezing it angrily, but she brought it to her mouth and licked the tip, her coarse tongue dragging across my sensitive bulb, the small slit spreading as her tongue passed.

"Yucky," she said.

"Ready for more?"

"Yes."

She opened her mouth and I moved my cockhead right into it, which made her gasp and pull back.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't want to miss," I said. "Just put it in your mouth and suck."

"Daddy!"

"I mean so you don't miss any and so you swallow quickly. Look, the longer it's on your tongue, the worse it's going to taste. Put my cock in your mouth and just swallow the moment it comes out. I'm not trying to be a pervert here; I'm trying to save your life!"

"Okay, I guess so. Your cock is just so gigantic and so hard. It's very confusing for me."

"I know. Please, baby, my cock is aching so much, and I really need to piss. Pissing will relieve how hard I am too."

"Okay... I'll put it in my mouth then."

"Do it," I said

"Just don't pee until you warn me. Give me a minute to get situated."

She moved forward, wrapping her lips around my cock, closing her mouth, her tongue gently exploring my head, her mouth opening a little more to adjust its position and take the entire head inside. Her nose was heaving for breaths. Her eyes were looking up at me.

"Ready?" I said.

Her little head nodded enough for me to understand her, and damn did it feel amazing inside her mouth as my cock moved against her tongue. I throbbed between her lips, and I felt her tongue push me around to adjust my position. Her hand was still firmly on my shaft, the other on my thigh. I took a deep breath, exhaling as I let my piss go.

I felt her throat swallow once, but then she pulled away, gagging and coughing again. She took a blast of piss right in the face before I could shut off the flow.

"Damn it, Abby!"

"God, Daddy!" The piss ran down her neck and shirt as she frantically tried to wipe her eyes. "You peed all over me."

"Why did you pull away?"

"I told you, it's gross! We need to go slow!"

"I can't go slow. I have to piss!"

Abby was using the bottom of her shirt to clean her face, lifting it up, which exposed her tummy, and for a brief second, I thought I saw a flash of her breasts. She let it go and glared up at me.

"Your pee is the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted in my life, Daddy. Like, I would rather lick the sweat from your balls than drink another drop of that warm piss."

I gave her a frown. "Look, if you don't want to do this, you don't have to. I'm trying to save your life, but if you hate it this much---"

"No, I need it," she said, taking a breath. "It's just so gross and in my head, you know?"

I nodded. "Okay. Are my balls really that sweaty?"

"Yes, and down here, I can smell them," she said.

"Sorry," I said awkwardly. "It's very hot."

She sighed. "Just give me a second to breathe, and then I'll drink some more."

"Listen," I said, "have you sucked cock before?"

"Daddy!" she said in shock.

"Don't be so offended. I'm asking to save your life."

"How can that save my life?" she demanded.

"I want to know if you can deepthroat a man's cock."

"Oh my god, you are so disgusting."

"Baby, I am trying to say if you know how to take a cock down your throat, take mine down your throat, and I can piss right down and you won't taste anything."

"Oh," she said. "Oh, I see. That makes sense. I'm sorry."

"So have you?"

She swallowed. "Keith's cock, once."

"Okay, fine."

"I'm eighteen though, you know. I'm allowed," she said defiantly.

"Baby, of course you're allowed. Have I ever lectured you on anything with boys, other than to be safe and cautious and use protection?"

"No."

"No, of course not. I know what it's like to be your age. Honestly, I'm shocked you're not having sex."

"I would be if Keith was interested in me. He was drunk the one time I sucked his cock. I'm saving myself for him, and he doesn't even want me." She was pouting now. "Who cares, I'm going to die on this fucking mountain."

"So I guess you haven't deepthroated a man's cock."

"No, and Keith was like, half your size. Your cock is a fucking monster. I can't get that down my throat."

"Can you try, baby? Please? I need to piss, and I need to do it all at once."

"Fine," she said. "I can try."

"Good."

"I need to, like, you know, take my time with it though," she said. "I can't just jam it down there."

"Then take your time," I said. "But once I start pissing, I'm not stopping again."

She came closer on her knees, reaching for my cock again, wrapping her hand around it. She looked up at me. "You realize I've already had your cock in my mouth longer than I had Keith's in my mouth? He came in 60 seconds."