18 year old Vicki kissed her father on the cheek as he lifted the private plane away from the pad it had been sitting on. "Oh daddy, this is the best present you could have given me." She squealed as they moved away from land and out over the water.
Rich smiled at his daughter as he guided the small Cessna out over the Florida Keys then out into open sea. Rich had raised his daughter alone since his wife Caroline died when she was 4. He had watched as she grew from a little butterball into the full figured woman she had become. She reminded him a lot of her mother. Same dark blonde hair, same blue eyes. Her ample tits were enclosed in the top of her bathing suit as she looked out the window.
Today was actually a multiple present for his little girl. She had turned 18 a week ago, and had graduated as valedictorian from her high school class. When he asked her what she wanted for her reward for being such a good student, she had told him that she wanted him to take her up in his plane. Rich had his pilot's license for years and on the spur of the moment bought the small two person plane a year ago. He promised Vicki he would take her up in it after she turned 18. Today he kept that promise.
The sky was beautiful as they flew out over the Atlantic Ocean. Vicki was squealing in delight when Rich lowered the plane almost touching the water. "It's beautiful daddy." She cried hugging him tight.
Rich laughed, "I'm glad you're having fun sweetheart." He suppressed a moan when she pressed her breasts against his arm when she hugged him.
He had never thought about having sex with his daughter. She was always just his little girl. Even when she was a teenager and walked around the house in her bra and panties he would laugh and tell her to put clothes on. He never thought of her that way. She was his little girl. But something had changed this morning when he was coming from his bedroom and saw that she hadn't closed the bathroom door completely.
He was about to walk on by when he heard a low moan coming from the room. Curious, he stopped outside the door listening. When the moan came again, he pushed the door open. Vicki was sitting on the toilet with her legs spread before her. One hand was squeezing her tit, while she fingered her pussy with the other. "I want a hard cock." She cried as she flung her hand hard against her body slamming her fingers into herself. "I am so tired of being a virgin."
Rich was mesmerized as he watched her masturbate. His cock rose hard in his jeans. When he realized she was getting close to cumming, he ran from the bathroom hoping she hadn't seen him watching her. She came out a few minutes later, dressed in her bathing suit and shorts. They had left shortly there after.
Now as she pressed her body against him as she looked out the window of the small plane at the vast water and sky, his cock was pressing hard against his shorts. He forced himself to keep his attention on flying the plane instead of his daughter's hot body.
They had been in the air about 4 hours and Rich was thinking about turning back towards home when the first clap of thunder sounded as lightning filled the sky and rain washed against the windshield. "Oh no." Vicki whined moving back over to her seat as the wipers tried to clear the rain.
Rich glanced over at her. "I'm sorry baby. The weather man said it was supposed to be clear."
Vicki sulked against her seat as her father turned the plane back towards home. "It's okay. I had fun anyway."
Rich smiled at her but that was it as he was trying to keep control of the plane. The rain was coming down hard and the wind was pulling at the plane. Rich held hard to the steering wheel. "I hope we can make it home in this." He yelled over the wind and the sound of the engines.
Vicki looked at him with fear in her eyes. "Are we going to be okay daddy?"
Rich squeezed her knee with his free hand while trying to give her a reassuring smile. "Sure we are honey." But as he looked back out the dark window, he wasn't so sure.
He dipped the nose of the plane down towards the water, looking for someplace he could put down to wait out the storm, when suddenly the plane started rocking dangerously. Vicki started screaming as she quickly put her seatbelt on.
Rich gripped the wheel, trying to control the shaking plane. He had seen a small island and was heading in that direction, when suddenly the engine cut out. The plane started to fall fast towards the ground. He hit the controls over and over until it roared back to life. "We're almost there baby." He said as Vicki dug her nails into his arm.
Rich steered the plane towards the island, when suddenly the engine cut out again. The nose of the plane dipped as they fell. The last thing Rich remembered before they crashed on the island was screaming his daughter's name.
Rich opened his eyes as rain poured down on him. He was lying on the beach a few feet from the plane. The damage didn't look to bad from what he could see through the driving rain. He gingerly moved to his feet. He had a few bruises but for the most part seemed to be in one piece. Then he realized that Vicki wasn't beside him. "Vicki," He screamed running towards the plane.
He landed flat on his stomach, as in the darkness he tripped over something then heard a low moan. "Vicki." He turned towards the noise. When a shot of lightning lit up the sky he saw her lying behind him on her back. The driving rain was flying down over her. "Vicki." He cried pulling her into his arms.
"Daddy?" Vicki asked softly as she shivered. "Where are we?"
Rich looked around. "I don't know sweetheart. But we need to find shelter. Can you stand up?"
She moved her legs. "I think so."
He helped her to her feet, then holding her hand in his, they moved up the beach into the trees. They walked through the trees as the rain fell down, drenching their bodies. "I'm cold daddy." Vicki whimpered as she stumbled beside him.
"I know baby. So am I." Rich was squinting through the driving rain, trying to see. He saw what looked like a small clearing up ahead where a bunch of trees had grown together. He pulled Vicki behind him until they were under the protective bush. The rain still fell but not as hard as they huddled together.
"I'm cold daddy." Vicki cried pressing her body close to his trying to warm herself with his body heat.
Rich held her close as he looked around trying to find something to make a fire with. He had been a boy scout and learned how to start a fire by rubbing two sticks together.
As lightning lit up the sky, he saw wood scattered all over the clearing. He pressed his trembling daughter away from him. "Honey, I need you to try to help me gather wood for a fire."
