Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt4 )


She felt her dad get back in the bunk. She didn't know what to think. She knew she smelt of being extremely wet. A person with a headway cold could smell that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up front for a long clip. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing cerebration going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and mentation was so wrong. ill-timed enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the hell out of her. But, on the other paw, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to do honey to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought make love, not just take sex ? Am I in dearest with my dad in a way other than as a dad ? Why did she need to cry about it, but, felt so giddy at the thought of it ? She lay there for about an hour, waiting for her dad to go back to sleep. One thing she did want was dismission. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just run her hips. She took her hand and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clit. She wanted to match it, but was afraid she would moan out if she did right off. She was that horny. Softly she started rubbing herself slowly, ever so often going lower and sliding her finger into her wet canal. Without realizing it, she had raised her shirt and was tweaking her mammilla. Running her fingers there over them and tracing lap around her white meat. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying adjacent to her dad and the thrill of it. She started to shiver, then groan, and couldn't stop. In her idea she didn't aid if he woke up it was so acute.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her sprightliness."Deb, was it that good ?"

Her dad wasn't asleep. He was just laying there thinking of his daughter and what all had happened trying to put it all in a way to traverse everything and prove it was all in his mind. When he felt the meaninglessness slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking rest. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her smell reached his nose impregnable this clip and his hard on returned. Also, his intellectual thought was working its way out of his top dog. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this clip clearly, grounds went all out the windowpane. With his conclusion bit of will, he laid there and let her finish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The aspect of fear, and something else, have it off maybe, was there in her tearing up oculus."child, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eye and mumbled"regretful ”."Why ? Why are you sorry Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, sister, I I I love you too. I know its improper and you will hate me and I will go to jail but.."“ Daddy, you love me too ? Not as your girl but REAL have it away ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a cover girl woman now I just can't aid it. Or refuse it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a mo, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his manpower runs down her back. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a long time, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her boxers and pantie again, and kicked them off."pop, make love to me"“ Are you sure Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can hold back here. Once we make love, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to scar you for life story and maybe go to jug later if you have regrets. Are you sure ?"She reached over and put her hand in his boxers and grabbed his hard penis."Yes I am sure as shooting and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his bagger. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a male parent's candy kiss but devotee. Then raising back up he scooted down and pass around her peg. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his sass to her douse pussy. The olfactory modality was like no other. He lightly flicked his tongue over her still sore clit and brought quiver to her. Laying her head back, Deb persuasion of goose egg, but let herself go with the sexual love she was overwhelmed with.


The next dawn, they awoke. Both laid there for a long sentence saying naught. Just holding each early. cerebration uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one common mentation, Love. Neither knew where this would guide. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a lover, and now a mistress, and not a lilliputian fille or daughter."I don't want to hurt mom"“ I know, neither do I so what do we do ?"“ We don't get caught DUH"she said as she punched him in the arm."I do know one affair, I want to stay out a little longer than 2 weeks if its ok with you Deb"Grinning, she snuggled up to him and said"ok, but, can we get a motel a few times, this feed bunk reeks"

As they pulled out of the truck stop that morning, Deb picked up her phone and noticed an msg. All it said was"See what you started"and"LMAO ”. It was from Angie.



I hope you all like how I changed fashion at the end. Unlike some I try to learn as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the former aspect of the story, but, left an porta for a different story line and unlike style of writing. I did not go into a really graphic foresighted sex scene at the end because I want you to use your minds to terminate the dark in your straits. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the covert or in a account book or motion picture. I might bring more of a history of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an exertion into my next try and not just push it out on an outline. Thanks all.

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