Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt4 )


She felt her dad get back in the berth. She didn't know what to think. She knew she smelt of being extremely wet. A person with a head cold could smell that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up front for a foresightful time. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing thoughts going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and thinking was so wrongly. Wrong 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 hand, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to make erotic love to her dad. delay, she thought, I thought reach beloved, not just have sex ? Am I in honey with my dad in a way other than as a dad ? Why did she want to cry about it, but, felt so giddy at the thought process of it ? She lay there for about an hr, waiting for her dad to go back to sleep. One thing she did motivation was spill. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just pass by her hips. She took her paw and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her knoll. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clitoris. She wanted to extend to 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's breadth into her wet epithelial duct. Without realizing it, she had raised her shirt and was tweaking her nipple. Running her fingers there over them and tracing roofy around her breast. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying adjacent to her dad and the flush of it. She started to shiver, then moan, and couldn't stop. In her mind she didn't care if he woke up it was so acute.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her life history."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 deny everything and try it was all in his psyche. When he felt the meaninglessness slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking sleep. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her olfactory perception reached his nozzle solid this time and his hard on returned. Also, his rational thinking was working its way out of his straits. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this fourth dimension clearly, intellect went all out the windowpane. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The looking of fear, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up center."Baby, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled"sorry ”."Why ? Why are you grim Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, baby, I I I love you too. I know its wrong and you will hate me and I will go to incarcerate but.."“ Daddy, you love me too ? Not as your daughter but REAL love ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a lovely woman now I just can't help it. Or deny it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a moment, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his hired man runs down her spinal column. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a farseeing time, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her boxers and panties again, and kicked them off."Daddy, make erotic love to me"“ Are you sure enough Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can stop here. Once we make have sex, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to scar you for liveliness and maybe go to jail later if you have regrets. Are you for certain ?"She reached over and put her script in his bagger and grabbed his strong member."Yes I am sure and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his boxers. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a father's kiss but lovers. Then raising back up he scooted down and disseminate her ramification. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his backtalk to her soaked pussy. The smell was like no other. He lightly flicked his clapper over her still sensitive clit and brought shudders to her. Laying her head back, Deb thinking of nix, but let herself go with the erotic love she was overwhelmed with.


The next first light, they awoke. Both laid there for a long clip saying zip. Just holding each other. Thoughts uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one common thought, Love. Neither knew where this would chair. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a lover, and now a mistress, and not a little female child or girl."I don't want to wound 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 thing, I want to stay out a little longer than 2 weeks if its ok with you Deb"smiling, she snuggled up to him and said"ok, but, can we get a motel a few clip, this bunkum 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 style at the end. Unlike some I try to ascertain as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the other vista of the storey, but, left an opening for a different chronicle line and different fashion of writing. I did not go into a really pictorial long sex scene at the end because I want you to use your minds to end the night in your head. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the screen door or in a script or picture show. I might land more of a narration of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an effort into my next try and not just push it out on an lineation. Thanks all.

forebear