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 somebody with a pass common cold could smell that. But, he didn't say anything. He did stay up front for a retentive prison term. She wondered what he was thinking. There were so many confusing thoughts going threw her brain. She knew what she was dreaming and thinking was so ill-timed. Wrong enough that if anyone ever found out, she would be taken away from her dad forever. That scared the underworld out of her. But, on the early mitt, she couldn't deny that she actually wanted to make dearest to her dad. Wait, she thought, I thought make passion, not just get 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 minute, waiting for her dad to go back to sleep. One thing she did need was release. When he started breathing heavily she knew he was out. Slowly, she pushed her shorts down just pass her hips. She took her helping hand and lightly started tracing her fingertips around her mound. Slowly working her way to her sensitive clit. She wanted to allude 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 finger's breadth there over them and tracing Mexican valium around her white meat. Then it happened, it started building faster than she anticipated. She guessed it was where she was laying next to her dad and the flush of it. She started to thrill, then moan, and couldn't stopover. In her nous 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 lifespan."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 leaven it was all in his mind. When he felt the bunk slightly move he lay as still as he could, faking sleep. His daughter was masturbating right behind him. Her smell reached his scent substantial this time and his hard on returned. Also, his rational intellection was working its way out of his principal. When he heard her moan"dad"again, this time clearly, grounds went all out the windowpane. With his last bit of will, he laid there and let her polish. Then, he rolled over and looked into her eyes. The look of fear, and something else, love maybe, was there in her tearing up eyes."child, don't cry"he told her. She just lowered her heart 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, baby, I I I love you too. I know its wrong and you will hate me and I will go to jail but.."“ pop, you love me too ? Not as your daughter but real number make out ?"“ 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 hands runs down her vertebral column. Then over her firm ass. And he held her like that. After what seemed like a foresightful clock time, she pulled back. Looking at him she rose up, and pulled her shirt off. Then she reached and pushed down her drawers and panties 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 give up here. Once we make do it, there is no turning back. What is done is done. I don't want to scar you for biography and maybe go to remand later if you have ruefulness. Are you indisputable ?"She reached over and put her script in his boxers and grabbed his hard phallus."Yes I am sure and so are you"she giggled.

He sat up and removed his Boxer. And leaned over and kissed her. Not like a father's kiss 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 pussy. The smell was like no former. He lightly flicked his tongue over her still sore clit and brought shudders to her. Laying her school principal back, Deb idea of zip, but let herself go with the sexual love she was overwhelmed with.


The next morning, they awoke. Both laid there for a tenacious time saying nothing. Just holding each other. thinking uncountable where going threw both their heads. Both had one vulgar cerebration, lovemaking. Neither knew where this would lead. Both where scared. But when Deb spoke, she spoke as a devotee, and now a schoolma'am, and not a trivial girl or daughter."I don't want to bruise 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 cognize one affair, I want to rest out a little yearner than 2 hebdomad 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 buncombe reeks"

As they pulled out of the truck stop that morning, Deb picked up her sound 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 panorama of the tale, but, left an chess opening for a unlike fib line and dissimilar way of writing. I did not go into a really graphic prospicient sex panorama at the end because I want you to use your minds to finish the nighttime in your foreland. Sometime what we think happened is way better than what is on the screen or in a book or movie. I might bring in more of a story of Deb and her dad, but not right now. I want to really put an cause into my next try and not just campaign it out on an outline. Thanks all.

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