The first few years of our marriage was all about us. He made a substantial income working for his father and my income helped. We travelled and explored as much the world as possible. We new we wanted a family but we wanted to wait a few years. When I was 26 we decided that I would go off birth control and "see what happens" We were both excited and looking forward to starting a family. We thought our lives were perfect until we got the news that my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer.
My mom and dad had retired and I know it sounds cliche, but the now lived in Florida. My sisters and I quickly went out there to spend time with her and my dad. Both my sisters and I live on the west coast. The cancer was terminal and aggressive. My mother passed away just 2 short months after she was diagnosed. My family took it hard but non so hard as my dad. He went into a depression and we were very worried about him. My sisters and I would take turns visiting him but they had families of their own and couldn't be away all the time. After a few months we decided it would be best if dad moved out west. We decided he would move to Portland where I lived and be between my sisters who lived in Seattle and Sacramento.
As I didn't have a family it fell upon me to help him with the move. So Neil and I flew out to help my dad pack and then Neil would fly back for work and I would help drive the rental truck across the country. My dad had always been in good shape and he worked tirelessly packing boxes and loading furniture. Neil had a hard time keeping up with him and I realized that my dad was very fit for a man is age. We got the truck loaded and were ready to leave the next morning. We spent the night in a hotel and I was hoping to have some fun with Neil before we parted for few days but he was too tired from moving furniture and passed out leaving me frustrated. What Neil didn't know was that according to my last cycle I was entering my most fertile period.
The next morning we got an early start and Neil caught a cab to the airport. Our first stop was to be Nashville and we had booked a room at hotel online. After about 10 hours in the truck we arrived tired and ready for dinner and some sleep. The hotel had made a mistake and there was only a room with a king bed available. We argued with them and showed our reservation. The manager apologized and offered 100.00 food voucher for the hotel restaurant. We were tired and just accepted the vouchers and headed to our room. We both took quick showers and then headed down the eat. While my dad was in the shower I called Neil and let him know we were safe and would be calling it an early night after dinner. At dinner my dad and I talked and drank a few bottles of wine. Needless to say the early night became later and we were both drunk by the time we made it back to the room.
The king bed was spacious enough that neither or us thought anything about sharing the bed. We both took turns chasing in the bathroom. I changed into a t-shirt I liked wearing to bed and a pair of cotton shorts while my dad went to bed in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt as well. We turned out the lights and both of us fell quickly into the sleep that only drunk people a truly capable of. It was later in the night that I woke up to someone snuggled up behind me while I slept on my side. I felt a comforting arm wrapped over me and slowly drifted off again. I am not sure how long we slept like that. My drunk sleepy mind didn't process that it was my dads arm wrapped around me nor did it process that it was his hardness poking me from behind. I felt safe and secure and more than a little horny so I pushed back against the hard rod that was nestled against my bottom and I was rewarded by a firm thrust. I remember smiling and perhaps moaning a bit as I ground my ass into what felt like a steel rod. The hand that was attached to the arm holding me began to rub my arms and belly then slowly began to massage my breast. When then hand moved lower and began to explore my sex a spread my leg to give it access. God was I wet! I couldn't believe how hot I was. I still hadn't processed who was making my body feel this way but I was sure I didn't want to stop. I reached behind me, slipping my hand between us and felt the hard object of my desire. It felt so hard and hot and my hand couldn't fit around the whole thing. God I wanted this I thought to myself. The his hand left my sex and started pushing down my shorts I lifted my hips to help and when he pulled back to line himself up I instinctively bent forward to give him better access. When I felt the head of his member at the opening of my sex I pushed back impaling myself. The feeling was amazing. Never Had I been so full. I must have orgasmed immediately and blacked out because the next thing I know he is thrust into me from behind with hand on my hip pulling all the way onto him. I was making noises I had never made as he filled me again and again. The pace was frantic and I was in heaven. I couldn't believe sex could be this good. Then he pulled out all the way and I actually said NOOOOO! It was the first words spoken and I reached back to pull him back into me to be filled again, but he grabbed me and rolled me onto my back. He just placed me wear he wanted and climbed between my legs. I looked down and his cock and was amazed at its size. I couldn't believe that it had been inside of me. It was easier 3 or 4 inches longer than Neils and much thicker. I wanted it back! I reached down and guided it back to my waiting pussy. Before he entered me again I looked up into his eyes. He was consumed with lust and I wanted him so badly. I smiled and said "I Love you Dad" He just smiled and buried himself into me deeper than any man had ever been before. I don't know how many times I came that night but I do know that the most intense and amazing orgasm of my life happened when he thrust deep into me and I felt him erupt inside of me.
After he came, I slowly pulled out of me. I felt so empty when he was gone. He laid down next to me and said "Wow" I laughed out loud to that and just said "Wow! indeed" He asked if I was upset or sorry it happened. I guess he was feeling guilty. I assured him that I wasn't upset or sorry it had happened and then I kissed him I told him that I hope it happens a lot more on this trip.
I can tell you more about our trip if you anyone is interested. We had three more nights on the road not to mention some fun while driving. I will also answer any questions you may have.


