Each girl had fifteen second to get the guy to cumm by sucking on him. After fifteen seconds it was the next girls turn to try. The winner was the gir... who got him to cumm in her mouth. It was a fun game and I only got to try twice and was surprisingly super mad when the girl behind me won. I guess I was more competitive then I knew.So now it was Sunday afternoon, time for the contest I was really here for. My stomach was in knots over what people would think of me, but I was so obsessed with. I was lucky in that I could handle myself pretty well & apart from a few dodgy times when I thought,'Oh this aint gonna go well' I pretty much was ok.I learned the 'safer' times to cottage & there'd usually be a couple of older blokes who'd keep an eye out for me.There was one old dear,Johnny,who must've been in his late 50s back then who was camp as a row of pink tents but,fuck,no-one messed with him.If he so much as suspected that I could be in danger he'd have the perv in a head-lock & outa. The laughter of the men was heard by the girls, and it had a peculiar effect on them. They had clearly seen the pain and anguish in their father's faces, as the men tried to deal with taboo thoughts and urges. The girls felt their fathers' pain, but they had their own feelings to deal with too... much less developed feelings... but just as passionate. Passion doesn't wait for age. It flows through young bodies just as strongly as through older ones.Now, hearing their fathers laughing, even. “Mmm, your dad’s got a hot ass,” Natalie said.My cheeks blazed hot again. “What?”She giggled. “It’s cool. You’re secret’s safe with me.”“What secret?” I groaned.She winked at me.We checked out. I tried to distract myself with a copy of Seventeen I pulled off the magazine rack and then flipped through, but the idea of having sex with my dad and giving him my cherry was something that just wouldn’t leave me. The beep-beep of the scanner rang out as my eyes were locked on my dad. He was a tall.