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 head frigidity could sense that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up nominal head for a foresightful time. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing idea going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and intellection was so wrong. legal injury enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the netherworld out of her. But, on the other hand, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to make love to her dad. waiting, she thought, I thought make sexual love, not just accept sex ? Am I in love with my dad in a way other than as a dad ? Why did she want to cry about it, but, felt so lightheaded 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 expiration. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just go on her pelvis. She took her paw and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clitoris. She wanted to affect 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 tit. Running her digit there over them and tracing circles around her bosom. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying succeeding to her dad and the shiver of it. She started to shiver, then groan, and couldn't stop. In her mind she didn't maintenance if he woke up it was so intense.
Slowly, she stopped moving and laid there panting. Then, she heard something that changed her life."Deb, was it that respectable ?"

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 deny everything and examine it was all in his mind. When he felt the bunk slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking quietus. His girl was masturbating right behind him. Her smell reached his intrude strong this time and his hard on returned. Also, his rational number thinking was working its way out of his point. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this meter clearly, understanding 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 eyes. The facial expression of fear, and something else, have it away maybe, was there in her tearing up optic."babe, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled"disconsolate ”."Why ? Why are you sorry Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, babe, I I I love you too. I know its wrong and you will hate me and I will go to immure but.."“ papa, you love me too ? Not as your girl but real love ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a lovely fair sex now I just can't service it. Or deny it."“ Me too. Oh dad what can we do ?"He thought for a minute, and then hugged her. Not a fatherly hug but one where he let his hands runs down her back. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a yearn clip, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her short pants and panties again, and kicked them off."pa, make erotic love to me"“ Are you sure Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can stop here. Once we make bonk, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to mark you for life and maybe go to remand later if you have regrets. Are you for sure ?"She reached over and put her hand in his pugilist and grabbed his hard penis."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 fan. Then raising back up he scooted down and spread her legs. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his brim to her tight pussy. The olfactory modality was like no other. He lightly flicked his natural language over her still sensitive clit and brought tremor to her. Laying her head back, Deb thought of nothing, but let herself go with the love she was overwhelmed with.


The next morning, they awoke. Both laid there for a recollective time saying nothing. Just holding each other. Thoughts uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one uncouth thought, dearest. Neither knew where this would lead. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a lover, and now a mistress, and not a petty girl 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 jazz one thing, I want to rest out a little longsighted 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 nonsensicality 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 expressive style at the end. Unlike some I try to see as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the former aspect of the story, but, left an opening for a different history phone line and dissimilar mode of writing. I did not go into a really graphic long sex scene at the end because I want you to use your head to finish the Nox in your head. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the blind or in a book or movie. I might work more of a story of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an effort into my future try and not just force it out on an precis. Thanks all.

Forebear