Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt4 )


She felt her dad get back in the hogwash. She didn't know what to think. She knew she smelt of being extremely wet. A person with a head low temperature could smell that. But, he didn't say anything. He did delay up movement for a tenacious time. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing intellection going threw her head. She knew what she was dreaming and thinking was so incorrect. wrongfulness 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 love to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought take a leak honey, not just stimulate 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 featherbrained at the thought of it ? She lay there for about an minute, waiting for her dad to go back to catch some Z's. One thing she did need was release. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just exit her rosehip. She took her hand and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her tender button. She wanted to adjoin 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 duct. Without realizing it, she had raised her shirt and was tweaking her teat. 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 following to her dad and the kick of it. She started to shudder, then groan, and couldn't stop. In her mind she didn't care 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 unspoiled ?"

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 prove it was all in his psyche. When he felt the nonsense slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking sleep. His girl was masturbating right behind him. Her flavour reached his nuzzle stronger this time and his hard on returned. Also, his rational thinking was working its way out of his header. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this time clearly, reason went all out the window. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her finis. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The feeling of fear, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes."infant, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her eyes and mumbled"sorry ”."Why ? Why are you sorry Deb ?"“ OMG dad, you just listened to me frig my self. And you know why else"“ I heard. But, infant, I I I love you too. I know its wrong and you will detest me and I will go to jail but.."“ Daddy, you love me too ? Not as your daughter but REAL jazz ?"“ Yeah, I guess I do Deb. You're such a endearing char now I just can't avail 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 custody runs down her book binding. Then over her fast ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a retentive time, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her shorts and step-in again, and kicked them off."Daddy, make love to me"“ Are you sure Deb ? Right now we are just talking, and maybe a little more, but we can turn back here. Once we make sleep together, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to scar you for life and maybe go to jail later if you have declination. Are you sure ?"She reached over and put her paw in his boxers and grabbed his hard phallus."Yes I am sure and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his pugilist. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a father's buss but lover. Then raising back up he scooted down and spread her ramification. With a grin she couldn't see he lowered his lips to her dowse cunt. The smell was like no other. He lightly flicked his spit over her still sensible clit and brought shudders to her. Laying her psyche back, Deb mentation of nothing, but let herself go with the love she was overwhelmed with.


The next sunup, they awoke. Both laid there for a longsighted fourth dimension saying nothing. Just holding each former. mentation uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one unwashed thought, sexual love. 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 minuscule young lady or girl."I don't want to injure 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 roll in the hay one thing, I want to stay 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 times, this meaninglessness reeks"

As they pulled out of the truck hold back 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 learn as I go along. And, as suggested, I left out the other aspect of the storey, but, left an opening for a different story line and different way of writing. I did not go into a really graphical long sex scene at the end because I want you to use your minds to finish the night in your head. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the screen or in a book or motion picture. I might lend more of a story of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an campaign into my following try and not just crusade it out on an outline. Thanks all.

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