The seat belt sign came on, announcing that they would be landing soon. Lynn looked at the blanket of white out the window and instantly regretted her choice of attire. She was flying into Denver in December dressed in a sheer blouse and miniskirt. Her high heels wouldn't do her any good in the snow either. "Fuck," Lynn thought to herself, trying to decide if looking hot was worth it.

Lynn loved the attention she got when she dressed like this. The way men's heads would turn and the scowls from women whose husbands got caught looking. Even more so now that she'd gotten her nipples pierced. She knew her mother would be upset that she'd done it. Dad and brother wouldn't say anything and try to remain neutral. Still, both would secretly want to get a look at them, especially her brother.

Lynn had gotten really close to her brother since she had left for college. A smile spread across her face at the memory of making out with him after his sixteenth birthday. He couldn't keep his hands off of her tits, particularly interested in her large nipples. Tom is going to flip out when he sees them.

Lynn stood in the aisle as she waited to disembark the plane. The thought of her brother's hands on her body made her aroused. She grew wetter by the second. Lynn felt a trickle down her inner thigh. Again, she thought about her attire.

"Panties would have been nice. Even a thong would have worked." Lynn crossed her legs, hoping to catch the dribble before it got below the hem of her skirt. Not that anyone would notice it as crowded as it was.

As the line began to move, Lynn could have sworn that the man behind her had just grabbed her ass. She smiled to herself. Yeah, her outfit was a good choice. The blast of frigid air on the jet bridge tightened her already stiff nipples, making them all the more prominent beneath her sheer blouse. She stopped at the nearest lady's room as soon as she got off the plane to shake the handsy gent, as well as empty her bladder of the three drinks she had on the flight.

She was slightly surprised and annoyed when she saw him waiting for her when she reappeared. He couldn't take his eyes off of her erect nipples as she walked by. Lynn noticed that the man had followed her to the baggage claim and was hovering across from wherever she stood. At this point, she was both flattered and disgusted by his attention.

Lynn noticed a short, heavyset woman taking his bag from him as he waited at the turnstile. Lynn walked confidently past the two of them, making sure that she shook and swayed in all the right places. Lynn felt both of their eyes glaring at her flesh as she passed them by. She chuckled when she thought of saying something to the lady.

All of that faded to the background when she exited the airport and saw her father waving like a madman to get her attention. "Over Here, Lynnie!" he shouted, even though they had made eye contact.

Then, something unexpected happened that caught Lynn off guard. Lynn detected the same lustful glare of the men in the airport, only this time it was coming from her dad. She felt his eyes burn in like a heat-seeking missile, laser-locked on every jiggle and sway of her tits. Lynn felt her tits bounce with every strike of her heels. Suddenly, she felt the same flush through her nethers that she felt when she thought about her brother. "Yup, Should have worn panties," she said quietly to herself while her dad tossed her suitcase into the trunk.

"A bit cold, huh?" her dad asked when he got in.

"Ya up!" Lynn emphasized the P as she said it.

Her dad pulled onto the highway as soon as they exited the airport, only to be met by evening rush hour traffic. Between rush hour, holiday travelers, and the snow, the lanes were almost deadlocked. Forty minutes later, they pulled into their driveway just as the forecasted snowstorm started in full force.

"My bag has all of my gifts, so leave it in the car. I'm going to get into some comfy clothes." Lynn told her dad. A few minutes later, she reappeared, wearing a T-shirt under her unbuttoned flannel shirt and matching flannel bottoms. Her dad was heating some soup for her when she returned. Lynn took a sip from his glass of bourbon while she waited for him to finish.

Lynn caught her dad trying to see inside her shirt while she ate her soup.

"Interesting hardware, honey. Your mom is going to freak out when she sees those. How is that going to look when you go in for an interview? Nipples all hard with a spike poking through them. What kind of message do you think they will get?"

"They make silicone nipple shields to hide stiff nipples. No one at work will ever know. During spring break, a bunch of us got drunk and got pierced. It was that or a tattoo, and I figured Mom would hate that more."

"So you got one anyway, didn't you?"

"Of course I did. Two, in fact," Lynn laughed. "I got a lacy sternum tattoo that goes under both breasts and slightly up my cleavage. You can see them if you want," Lynn smiled across the table at him.

"You said two. Where's the second?"

Lynn acted all coy when she said. "The second one is a kitty on my kitty." Lynn shrugged off the flannel shirt before pulling her T-shirt off so her dad could see her piercing and tattoo as she walked to his side.

Her father had never thought of his daughter sexually. Sure, he'd noticed her beauty but never allowed his mind to wonder about such things. Now with her tits staring him in the face, his thoughts betrayed him. A forbidden tingle tickled his cock to life as he hesitantly reached out to touch his daughter.

"It's okay, Dad. You can touch them if you want to. No one will ever know."

He buried his face into his daughter's cleavage and squeezed her tits to his face. He began to kiss them as he squeezed them. His lips closed around her nipple, flicking it with his tongue. He lifted his head.

"They're beautiful," he gasped before sucking her nip back into his mouth. He was careful not to suck on them and only flicked them with his tongue.

Lynn straddled his lap and let her father play with her breasts. His growing erection pressed against her crotch. She could herself begin to lubricate. She moaned as she started to grind her pussy against the bulge in his pants. Her dad pushed her off immediately before things got even more out of hand.

"Come on, Dad. I know they're not as big as Mom's, but don't you just want to slap your dick in there for a nice titfuck."

"Stop that! You're my daughter, and I've already done more than I should have," her father tried to sound stern, but his voice cracked when he spoke, giving himself away.

"You've already got me all gooey down there, so we may as well keep going. No one will ever know," Lynn said as she sat back on her father's lap. Lynn leaned back slightly as she pulled his head back to her breasts. "It's okay, Dad. No one will ever know," she whispered.

He wrapped his arms around her as he pressed his face to her bosom, kissing her breasts repeatedly until he stopped at her nipple. He let Lynn grind her cunt against his rigid cock, and hoped she wouldn't feel that he was humping her as well. Lynn leaned next to his ear and whispered. "Do you want to see my kitty, too, Dad?"

He looked up to see the lust in her eyes and realized that she wasn't joking. His tongue pushed past her lips as he kissed her, driving his tongue into her mouth. Lynn's tongue met his with equal vigor. Torridly kissing her father as an orgasm built inside her. All it took was to feel his hands on her breast to push her into climax. She gasped into his mouth, "Take me to bed," as she came.

Her dad lifted her off of his lap and led her to her parent's bedroom. They were both naked by the time they reached the bed. He sat her on the bed and sank between her thighs. "Oh, God," he said breathlessly when he saw her shaved pussy with a Hello Kitty staring at him. Lynn's puffy pink pussy lips glistened from her arousal, begging to be kissed. He kissed her kitty a few times before sliding his tongue into her pussy.

Their eyes stayed locked on each other's as he began to lick his daughter's cunt. His talented tongue caused a cascade of orgasms to rush through her twat. Lynn placed one leg on his shoulder, crossing it behind his neck to keep his face buried into her vagina. In no time at all, she was screaming like a banshee that her daddy was making her cum. He had to pry his way out from between her legs before she broke his neck from her viselike grip, leaving his daughter writhing on the bed.

Lynn thought she was dreaming when she saw her dad's kneeling next to her with his rigid cock staring her in the face when she came out of her climactic stupor. Lynn's mouth fell open, welcoming her father's cock inside. He ran his fingers through her hair as she feasted on his man meat. He continued to finger the whole time with his other hand. After countless orgasms, she begged to feel his cock inside of her pussy. "Please let me ride you," she mewed as she moved for him to lay down.

Lynn mounted her dad when he got on his back. She had to spread her pussy to accommodate his size. "Ohhhhm God. You're big, Daddy," she groaned as she sank onto his cock. It was a squeeze, but she managed to get him balls deep. Her dad squeezed and sucked her tits as she began to ride his cock. She was certain that she could feel every crook and crevice inside her.

They changed after about five minutes because her dad wanted to be on top. After he got positioned, he raised her legs in the air. He started to give her a pounding from an older, more experienced lover. He slammed his cock into her as if he hadn't gotten laid in years. He had Lynn squealing in ecstasy, and he did everything that he knew to do to prolong his climax. Anything to give his daughter the ride of her life. He would rub her clit whenever he needed to slow his pace and drive his cock deep to keep it from losing interest.

He pulled his cock out of Lynn's box. "Get on your knees, honey," he said as he tossed a pillow next to her. He grabbed Lynn's hips as he drove his cock back into her fuck hole. He slammed his cock into her, making the bed creek like it hadn't in years. The bed moved so much that the headboard started to bang against the wall.

"Daddy, I'm cumming again. Hurry, please. I can't take much more, or I'll split in two," Lynn groaned through clenched teeth as another wave of orgasm rocked her.

That was what he'd been waiting for. He pumped his cock into her at a fevered pace, making Lynn scream at the top of her lungs that she was cumming again. "Ugh, Gaaawd Damn. Lynnie, I'm cumming too. Daddy's cumming too!" he groaned as he pumped a baby maker into his daughter's Mommy hole.

Lynn screamed into the mattress as she collapsed face down on the bed. Her dad fell on top as she went down. His cock was still buried deep in her cunt. She could feel it throb and convulse as it squirted ropes of cum into her. Her whole body quivered as she from the coming storm of climaxes that raged through her.

He rolled off of her, letting a tidal wave of cum flow out of her pussy to pool on the bed. He had been too intent by their incestuous lust that he hadn't thought about the evidence of their transgression. It would be something that they would deal with later because he was sure that the night had more for them.

Lynn woke the next morning to the sounds of snowblowers and the smell of coffee. Her dad came in with a cup and asked if she wanted to shower before they did it again. "Three times wasn't enough for you?" she asked. "Four. You forgot the tit fuck when I came in your mouth."

"I'm going to get as much as I can before we have to go to the cabin. Let's head up this afternoon after the plows can get the roads cleared. We could spend it in bed for another three times if you want. I'll call your mom and tell her we'll be late."

Lynn pulled the blanket up around her neck while she sipped her coffee, wondering if she'd have the energy or libido to give her brother his present.