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“OOOOh, daddy!”

This is the story of what happened, after our family picnic at Pymatuning Lake. Being the last to leave, after cleaning up. Severe thunderstorms on our way home force me and my dad, to pull over and stay at a motel.

WARNING! My story is intended for adults 18 years or older this story contains sexual content. I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. The story you are about to read is true. In order to maintain their anonymity of the innocent in some instances. I have changed the names of the individuals, any resemblance between the characters in this story and any other persons, living, dead, or undead is a miracle. This story “OOOOh, daddy!” is copyright ©2018, by VampirTARA.

First I’m going to tell you a little bit about myself in case you haven’t read any of my stories before and also to help you understand the story a little better, so sit back and prop your feet up… I’m a 42-year-old mortician / funeral director who operates our family’s mortuary and cemetery.

I’m 5 feet 7 inches; approximately 120 pounds with long raven-black hair and glasses with natural abnormally long top incisors ( K9’s or fangs). I’m in a polygamist marriage (not Mormon, we are Druid/Christian). I have three children, two teenagers and a two-year-old, now I have 2 Sister Wives, Toni; that’s a couple of years younger than me, and she is also my biological sister with 4 children of our husband. Then there’s Kathy that is a good bit younger than us, she’s 23 years old with 1 child to our husband.

Well, it was the weekend before the 4th, of July, 2018, and we were having a little family picnic up at Pymatuning Lake. It was a small little picnic, me and my sister wives invited a few of our friends and a couple of our cousins, along with our mother and dad. The picnic went smoothly, except for our mother doing her normal thing of the dick teasing our dad. Like she always has done continuously through the years, but today, she was in overdrive.

Then, there were the comments about me, my Sister Wives and our younger cousins, all wearing bikini tops and shorts. Except for me, with everyone rushing to get everything packed and get up to the lake. I couldn’t find the shorts I had washed or a clean pair of shorts. So in the rush, I just threw on my tight light jeans and my bikini top. And not thinking, that I was wearing black bikini panties. Well, you could see them, right through my tight white jeans, so the old hags had their comments on that. If that wasn’t bad enough, the string on the front of my bikini top broke during the day.

Well, thank God, I always carry an overnight bag in the trunk of my car for emergencies, So, I went and changed into a black bra and a black tank top. And it wasn’t too long after that, someone goes and spills pickle juice all down the front of me. Soaking the front of my tank top, clean through to my bra and soaking it also.

Anywho, it was a little after 5 p.m. we heard on the radio thunderstorms were on the way. So everyone decided to call it a day, we started cleaning up and putting the food away. Well, there was just a little bit left to do, and I told my husband and sister wives to go on ahead and take the kids home. That me and my dad would finish up, what little is left and be on our way home. A little over an hour later, the wind had picked up and the clouds got dark, like it was getting ready to thunderstorm soon, as me and my dad had gotten everything packed up in the car.

As we were on our way back going down Route 51, well It started pouring; I could barely see to drive. And according to the radio, there was no sign of letting up. There was a chain of severe thunderstorms rolling through our area. So, I said to my dad, “It’s too bad to drive dad! I can hardly see. And it’s going to take us at least an hour or more, with the streets flooding, trees down and roads blocked off. I think we should get a motel room, until morning.” Well, my dad agreed it was too bad to drive, so I called my sister Toni, and told her what was up. A little bit down the road, I spotted a Motel

So I pulled in there, well the only thing they had available was either a room with a queen-size bedroom or a room with two single beds. So, I took the room with the two beds, as we left the motel office. I said to my dad, “Please don’t tell me you sleep Alfresco dad, because that isn’t happening!” Well, my dad went into the room, as I went to the car to get my overnight bag. Once I got into the room, I said to my dad, “If you got to go! You better do it now, because I’m going to take a shower!”

My dad replies, “No, I’m going to run down to this little bar that’s just over from the bottom of the motel driveway here, by the motel. It’s called, something Backstreet BBQ, and have a few!”

“Well, when I came in the rain was coming down just a little bit, but the clouds are still dark, and you could still hear it rumbling!” I said to my dad with a slight giggle, “So you better get your ass old down there. Before it starts pouring like crazy again!”

After my dad had left for the bar, I stripped off my tight white jeans and tank top to get ready to take a shower. As I stood in front of the dresser mirror looking to see if I had a pimple. Then being silly, I decided to snap a quick little pic in the mirror and send it to my sister Toni.

After doing that, I plugged my phone in to charge and set it on top of the dresser. I got my black robe out of my overnight bag and went to take a shower.

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