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 headspring cold could reek that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up figurehead for a long sentence. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing thought process going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and mentation was so faulty. Wrong enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the pit out of her. But, on the other hand, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to fix love to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought cause love, not just ingest sex ? Am I in love with my dad in a way former than as a dad ? Why did she desire 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 need was vent. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just extend her hips. She took her script and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clit. She wanted to touch on 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 nipple. Running her fingers there over them and tracing circles around her chest. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying succeeding to her dad and the thrill of it. She started to thrill, then groan, and couldn't diaphragm. In her head she didn't care if he woke up it was so vivid.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her life."Deb, was it that good ?"

Her dad wasn't asleep. He was just laying there thinking of his girl and what all had happened trying to put it all in a way to traverse everything and turn out it was all in his brain. When he felt the bunk slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking nap. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her smell reached his poke stronger this fourth dimension and his hard on returned. Also, his rational thinking was working its way out of his head. When he heard her groan"dad"again, this time clearly, reason went all out the window. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eye. The smell of fear, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes."Baby, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled"bad ”."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 girl but REAL love ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a lovely cleaning lady now I just can't assistance it. Or deny it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a instant, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his hands runs down her spinal column. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a long meter, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her shorts and panties again, and kicked them off."pa, make lovemaking to me"“ Are you certainly Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can stop here. Once we make get it on, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to mark you for life and maybe go to jail later if you have sorrow. Are you sure as shooting ?"She reached over and put her hired hand in his boxers and grabbed his backbreaking penis."Yes I am certainly and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his boxer. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a Father-God's osculation but lovers. Then raising back up he scooted down and spread her legs. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his lips to her soaked snatch. The olfactory modality was like no other. He lightly flicked his spit over her still sensitive clitoris and brought shudders to her. Laying her header back, Deb thinking of nothing, but let herself go with the love she was overwhelmed with.


The next dayspring, they awoke. Both laid there for a recollective meter saying zip. Just holding each other. mentation uncountable where going threw both their headway. Both had one rough-cut mentation, Love. Neither knew where this would extend. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a devotee, and now a schoolmistress, and not a piddling girl or girl."I don't want to ache 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 rest out a little longer than 2 weeks if its ok with you Deb"grin, she snuggled up to him and said"ok, but, can we get a motel a few clip, this bunk reeks"

As they pulled out of the hand truck break that morning, Deb picked up her telephone set 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 learn as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the former face of the story, but, left an opening for a unlike story line and different panache of writing. I did not go into a really graphic hanker sex scene at the end because I want you to use your brain to wind up the night in your head. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the blind or in a script or movie. I might bring to a greater extent of a story of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an effort into my adjacent try and not just push it out on an outline. Thanks all.

Forebear