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My Sister Amand Part 3

Hey everyone. here is the 3rd part to my sotry. seems like i have been getting fgood feedback on the story itself. the writting part i know still needs some work but like i said previously, just give me some time and i will eventually improve on it. hope you enjoy this next part.

Teasing Toward Ecstacy

Derek and Janet had just come back from a party with their friends. Janet had spent the night being shy, sticking close to Derek—ever the reserved lady. She made polite, demure conversation in her little black, not-too-revealing dress, trying not to let her obvious youth show too much. Derek’s friends were impressed. Overall, he was pleased with her performance, and as they left the party, he was thinking that he wanted to let her know that.
They walked into the entrance of Derek’s townhouse, and he took Janet’s shoulders and turned her around, pressing her back up against the door. Derek leaned in close to her, letting his lips touch hers, but not satisfying her with a kiss, while he moved to turn the lock on the door.
Janet rubbed up against Derek slightly, her lips ready for his, begging to be kissed deeply. Derek instead teased her, holding her back against the smooth wooden door. Janet could feel herself getting wet in her red silk panties almost instantly, as his lips lightly brushed against her red glossy lips.
An errant hand ran down Janet’s body, lingering ever-so-briefly on her smooth thigh, just under the hem of her skirt, before pulling away. Janet pouted a little, wanting to feel Derek’s lips, his skin against hers. He smiled as his hand returned and wandered up her thigh. Her legs parted almost instinctively, letting him slip a few fingers in between her silk panties and her skin.
The moment Derek’s fingers touched Janet’s shaved smooth pussy, her lips curled and let out an “ooooh”, as she was becoming very aroused. Janet moved forward, pressing Derek’s fingers closer to her. “Ooooh…” Derek mimicked, “Baby’s wet already…is that for me?” with a playful edge in his voice. Janet nodded, unable to speak.
Derek started to rub a single fingertip very slowly and softly along Janet’s pussy lips, as his other hand had moved down to her hip, holding her still against the door, stopping her from pressing forward into him. Seemingly without warning, Derek pulled his finger away saying softly, “I asked you a question baby…is that for me?,” as he rested his finger, moist with her juices, on her parted lips. Janet nodded and Derek pressed his finger to her mouth to give her a taste of her own arousal. It was almost too much for Janet to stand. The hint of his touch; the denied kisses; the scent of her own juices on her mouth. Janet’s legs felt weak against the door. She wanted Derek already….and badly.
Derek let Janet go and she reached out for him. She could see and feel his cock against her leg through his pants, already hot, hard and throbbing with deep desire. Derek shook his head, “No, no, no….patience baby…patience.” He gently took hold of her wrists and brought her into his place, and led her to his bed.
“Strip for me baby…” Derek said with confidence as he sat down on the bed with Janet displayed in front of him. Slowly, she complied. The straps of her dress fell off her shoulders and the little black dress poured onto the floor in one fluid, seemingly liquid puddle. She stood before him in her red silk panties and nothing else. Derek took a moment to sit back and appraise Janet. She was nearly naked for his viewing pleasure and very aroused, waiting for his command.
Derek could see the wet spot peeking through the crotch of Janet’s panties. He gave an approving murmur. “Mmmm… baby” softly escaped his lips as he looked her up and down, gesturing for her to step closer to him. Janet had goose bumps, being exposed to the cool air in the townhouse. Her nipples were erect and Derek brushed them lightly with the palms of his hands, running from heel to fingertip and back. Again, he teased her lips by pulling her in for a kiss, then giving her just a gentle nibble.
Janet’s eyes closed and she moaned with frustrated desire. Derek smiled coyly as Janet leaned into him, trying to get him to kiss her; touch her harder; longer; to rub her near naked body.
Derek then pulled Janet forward by the hips and put his mouth on the front of her panties, inhaling her scent and rubbing the smooth silk against her quivering pussy lips. Through the moist silk she could feel his hot breath. Janet squirmed, unable to stay still. Derek pulled back, again aborting Janet’s growing moans.
“Take those off,” Derek commanded, pointing to Janet’s panties. She complied without question, bending over completely and touching the ground in front of him as she removed the little piece of red silk. “Mmmm,” Derek uttered as he looked over Janet’s bare and now swollen pussy lips, again approving, but now desiring more.
Janet knelt down without prompting and started to unbutton Derek’s dress shirt. He shook his head saying “no,” and she stopped. Janet’s hand then wandered to the crotch of Derek’s slacks. She I could feel his hardness and the beat of his blood pulsing through his erection. Derek wanted Janet as much as she wanted him.
“No, we’re not doing that tonight baby…” Derek said politely as he stopped Janet from unbuckling his belt as she was preparing to pull out his cock and take it in her mouth. Janet gave a little pout and a whimper. Derek laughed softly but compassionately as he ran a hand from Janet’s breast to her hip. Derek was pleased that Janet was so eager to have him in her mouth, but he had other plans for her.
Derek commanded Janet to show him her pussy. Feeling only slightly foolish, but quickly losing all self-consciousness in the heightened state of arousal, Janet stood up straight, moved over to the bed and lay on her back, exposing herself to him. Derek made a “turn around” motion with his fingers, and like a good girl, Janet obeyed, flipping from her back to all fours. Derek took a moment to appraise her, pussy high up in the air, totally vulnerable, already glistening slightly with the product of her arousal. Janet was waiting for him, wanting; craving; needing his touch. The transformation had become complete. Janet had given herself to Derek in body, mind and spirit.
Janet could feel cool air on her moist pussy, while waiting for his touch. The anticipation of not knowing what was to come, a tongue; lips; fingers or cock stirred Janet into a deep, mindless arousal. She felt his tongue make one long stroke over her pussy and then quickly flick her clit, and she was gone. Janet started bouncing around in time and memory, trying to grind into Derek whenever he touched her. She had become such a “bad girl.”
Janet thought to herself, “You have turned me into a silly, simpering slut with but one thought on my mind: ‘Please, please, please fuck me!’ You work me into such a lathered frenzy of excitement that I’ll do anything—say anything—for you. I’m your little panting slut, begging for release. Normally I’m such a shy, reserved girl, but I just can’t help but be a wanton whore in your arms. I would feel ridiculous doing and saying what you’re make me do and say, but I’m too turned on to care. I have no shame.”
While Janet was still bent over on all fours, spreading for Derek while he licked her with flickering, quick strokes, she rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, pressing into his mouth. Derek’s tongue moved from her clit, up to her labia, and lingered on her pussy. Janet gasped, not expecting the quick flicker of his tongue as he spread her with his fingers.
Janet squirmed up to her knees, and Derek grabbed her hips, holding her from behind. Still kneeing, Janet’s legs spread wide apart. One of Derek’s hands presses Janet’s belly, drawing her into him tightly, making her unable to squirm away—even in the height of pleasure. Derek then runs his fingers lightly along Janet’s pussy lips, now so very slick and wet with her arousal.
Janet can’t move, as Derek is holding her in position. Whispering in her ear, Derek says, “Tell me you like that,” as his fingers sliding up and down over her clit, teasing her pussy mercilessly.
“I love it,” Janet pants breathlessly, willing him to do more.
“Tell me you loved it when I licked you.” Derek says softly. Janet complies quickly, wholly, saying everything he tells her to say. When he tells her to say that, “I loved it when you spread me open” she does so, without question. Derek strokes her into a frenzy of wet, hot anticipation. Janet moans to have him inside her, any part of him; a finger or his cock, so obviously erect at her excitement.
“Do you want me?” Derek asks.
Janet cannot help but want Derek more than anything now. She tells him as much, gasping and wiggling for release. Derek’s hand slides back down her pussy. Her love juices leave a slick trail on his fingers, and she can feel the very tip of his thumb pressing against the entrance to her vagina. She’s so ready for him. Janet wants him so badly she throbs and aches deep within her love tunnel.
Without asking or waiting, Janet presses back onto Derek’s thumb, thrusting his thumb deep inside of her in one stroke. She could not take it anymore. Derek tolerates her impatience by sliding his thumb in deep thrusts into Janet’s hot wet pussy, in steady and slow motions. Derek’s fingers spread and fiddle with Janet’s pussy lips as his thumb works her over. She quivers with anticipated release. It only takes a few of his strokes and she’s at the edge of an orgasm, and Janet feels about to let go within seconds. She whimpers, begging for release, and utters soft moans of a helpless girl in Derek’s arms.
Derek pulls her deeper into him and he thrust his thumb with more ferocity. Pounding away at her pussy, giving her exactly what she wants. Janet bounces along with him, urging his penetration deeper and harder.
Her back arches, and Janet can feel her climax coming on.
“That’s right baby, that’s right…come on baby… come for me baby,” Derek urges in a tender but commanding tone, as he coaxes the orgasm from Janet’s body. Just then, it ripples through her stomach and her pussy contracts on his thumb, still sliding back and forth—in and out. She holds her breath and gasps, shuddering into him. Derek holds Janet upright and steady with his arm just below her full breasts. His other hand is soaked with her juices.
Abruptly, Derek slips his thumb out of Janet as she moans with pleasure, desire and frustration. “I want more,” Janet whimpers. She pouts, putting on her best, innocent but sultry, look. Derek knows this look, as he’s seen it before. Janet wants more.
Derek is indulgent and aroused. Ready to give Janet much more. He moves his hand to Janet’s cheek and turns her to kiss him deeply, passionately. She returns the kind of wet, penetrating kiss one can only have after being thoroughly satisfied. As Derek gently pushes Janet down on her stomach, she lay in anticipation, quivering, not knowing where he’ll touch her next. He finishes undressing, thus displaying his now-very-hard cock.
Janet is still giddy from her orgasmic pleasure, as Derek flips her over on her back. He raises her legs, pinning them almost to her chest. The motion is effortless and persistent. There is no need for delicacy as her joints and muscles are limber, sweaty, hot, relaxed and pliant from pleasure. Janet’s wet and still throbbing pussy is completely exposed to Derek. He gives an experimental rub with length of his cock, stimulating her and making her already-moist pussy even wetter. Janet lets out an involuntary whine and firmly states, “I want you inside of me.”
“My poor baby…you want this?” Derek taunts Janet.
Janet nods vigorously, pouting. With very little hesitation, Derek slips the head of his manhood into her pussy, teasing her once more. “God, you’re tight,” Derek remarks, a bit breathless himself.
Then Janet lets out another whimper and a moan. “Tell me what you’d like,” Derek commands.
“I want your cock,” Janet quickly replies. She’s at the mercy of his passion, wanting him with complete abandon.
“You want my cock?” Derek teases as he inches into Janet’s pussy just a little deeper.
“Yes! Please!” she gasps and pleads, getting frustrated at the pause.
“Okay baby, you can have it.” Derek responds as he inches his stiff pole inside her just a little more, then a little more. Janet is throbbing and swollen from her previous climax so Derek’s cock is a very tight fit. Slowly, ever slowly, he pushes his cock into her, filling her completely as he goes. Janet can’t help but start to tremble with each little push forward. She already knows she’s going to come again, so very soon.
Derek narrates as he slowly pushes forward, “That’s right baby, take it. Take it all…..take it baby…that’s right…take it.” Every time he tells her to “take it”, he pushes a little deeper. He smiles down at Janet as her red glossed lips open in arousal, and her breathing becomes short again. Every time Derek talks to her. Every time he says anything, commanding, encouraging, wonderful, Janet is taken to another level of arousal.
Derek’s repeated command, “Take it” sends Janet over the edge at the very end of his deep thrust. He hasn’t pulled back once yet, and Janet’s pussy is contracting on his cock, climaxing, bathing it in her own fluids. Lubricating it and marinating it, preparing it for harder, faster thrusts. But Derek’s in no hurry. As Janet shudders and trembles in an ecstatic release, he brings her in close, deeply thrusting and moving only slightly to the rhythms of her panting. Derek leans forward and smiles at Janet in a mischievous grin. He strokes her hair very softly saying, “That’s my baby…feel good? You want more?”
“Oh, please…” escapes from Janet’s lips.
“Oh please what?” Derek asked her, taunting her yet again. He wants her to say exactly what she wants.
Janet thinks to herself, “I’m a slut in your arms, I can’t help it.” Then the words flow from her, before she even has a chance to think of how dirty, how completely reckless they are. “I want you to fuck me. Please, please, please fuck me. Hard. Please….” The last “please” is a whine and a whimper with all kinds of begging tones. Janet wants him so badly.
Derek then pulls back, his cock head at the very lips of Janet’s pussy, still wet and tight. “Awww…baby wants to be fucked,” he parodies and mimics her pleading look with a gleam in his eye and a slight smirk.
“Yes!” she says emphatically. There’s no doubt about Janet’s desire. There’s no subtlety now, no averted eyes and shy glances. “Yes, please fuck me.” She pleads again.
“And how would you like me to fuck you?” Derek coaxes her, as he plays with her, his cock moving ever so slightly in and out of the very entrance of her pussy.
“Hard, please.” Janet closes her eyes and whispers, enjoying the sensations rippling through her body, caused by those shallow, small thrusts.
“What was that baby?” Derek tease more, wanting Janet to let go completely again.
“I want you to fuck me hard…now…please….please….” Janet says in a commanding tone as she rocks her hips forward into Derek. He pulls back a bit, not letting her get her way, tormenting her with anticipation.
“Are you ready baby?” Derek mockingly questions as he shifts forward just a bit.
“Yes! Please….!” Janet begs. She’s breathless and barely gets her last plead out of her lips when Derek buries his love pole all the way into her throbbing pussy in one deep thrust. Janet lets out a yelp and a gasp of pleasure and surprise. Her eyes roll back as she thinks, “It feels so damn good.”
Again Derek pulls out and thrusts hard into Janet’s hot pussy, as he bends down this time to kiss her. His lips engulf her and he pins her legs to her chest, thrusting with deep, increasingly quick strokes. Derek continues to kiss her passionately as he pounds his stiff pole harder and harder into her pussy.
Janet can’t speak, she can’t think. Her satisfied moans are muffled in Derek’s mouth. She can feel the heightened sensation of his breath on her lips, his tongue in her mouth, his cock deep inside her pussy. With Janet’s arms around Derek, pulling him into her, wanting him closer and deeper than humanly possible, it’s impossible to tell where one part of Derek ends and a part of Janet begins. His strokes are so smooth, so insistent. Slowly, Janet is being lathered into another level of arousal, climbing to the peak of her climax. She’s dizzy and flustered, moving her hips in time with Derek’s thrust, her moans getting louder in his mouth. She bites his lip and he breaks the kiss to blurt out,”Come on baby…give it to me….come on….come for me…”
Derek senses Janet’s impending release and he starts whispering, right next to her ear, coaxing her toward climax. Janet knows that Derek is close to the edge also. His thrusts have intensified. She feels his cock become even harder, indicating that momentary increase in stiffness before his own orgasm. Derek goes deep…deep into Janet…as deep as he can, and it’s enough to send Janet over the edge.
“Yes baby, that’s it…that’s a good girl…come for me…” Derek encourages Janet, even as his own orgasm begins.
“Oh fuck…fuck…,” Janet calls out, not acting like such the perfect little lady right now. She can feel the increase in her wetness, as she shakes and quivers in complete and perfect ecstasy. She watches Derek’s face in pleasure as he comes inside of her.
“Oh baby…you feel so good…you feel like heaven…,” Derek decrees as his thrusts become smooth and long, relaxed and unhurried. He has not lost any hardness with his climax and he thrusts through the pulses of Janet’s contractions of orgasm, and his own.
Derek rolls Janet to the side. She’s weak and spent—completely satisfied. He takes her face in one hand, and strokes her hair with the other. He’s all gentleness and sleepy smiles as Derek says, “There you go baby…that’s a good girl.”
Janet is left breathless and content. Derek’s cock is still hard as he continues rocking back and forth, very slowly, inside of her. He pulls out momentarily for the short break. They’ve soaked the sheets with their love juices, mingled together, sopping wet…and Janet knows in a few minutes, after touching, stroking, relaxing and making each other laugh just a little, Derek will be inside her again. She can’t wait.

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Absolute Power 9

This is a continuation of the story originally re-posted on this site by Maya Rani Sanjay. This story was written by Warlord on wolfpub.com. I take no credit for this story.

Cave Exploring

Sister and Brother explore a cave in a foreign country. Brother needs “medical” help. Sister to the rescue..

Modern Mage – Chapter 15

Here is chapter 15 for those of you still reading this twisted story from my imaginations. I hope you like it
as much as the others before it. This is more of a cerebral part of the plot line but important to understand Andrew more than you already do. I appreciate the feedback I’ve been getting from those who have been leaving comments and those who have joined the site and PM’d me. Thank you again for reading the story and I’ll have the next chapter posted as it comes to me.
The silence and darkness were a welcome change from the fire in my blood until that sensation faded. I was adrift in darkness, weightless with no sense of direction. Things slivered and whispered in the darkness. I could feel indescribable caresses along my skin under my clothing. The stagnant oily taste of the air as I breathed; and the air smelled of rotting corpses and other sickly sweet scents I was unable to identify. The darkness was so profound that I couldn’t tell if my eyes were open or closed, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to see what resided in the space around me. There was no sense of time passing here; even my perfect Time Sense from that sphere wasn’t working. That worried me because it meant that I was in a space in which time was a meaningless construct. Most people even many Mages see time as a line flowing in one direction, a theory call Linear Time. To most this is true, however as you learn and work with Time Magick and your understanding of time you realize that it is an artificial construct created to allow people of all kinds to understand what is happening.
My spine crawled under my skin as felt some kind of hard chitinous tendril slither up my leg before it withdrew. My heart was racing as I tried to understand what was happening and where I was. I had a theory that I didn’t want to accept as it meant that I couldn’t get myself out. I reached out actively to sense what was around me with Magick and that is when I realized there was no connection to it. I could no longer feel my Avatar, the connection was there but no magick. That cemented my theory about where I was. Todash Space. The space between spaces where Cthulhian nightmares lived. Now I was glad that I didn’t have the option of shedding light on the situation. I was stuck here for how long I wouldn’t be able to tell as the Tellurian’s rules had no effect on that which existed outside of it. The only advantage to being stuck here was the same disadvantage; they had all of eternity to find me and I would be stuck here without changing. I was going to be stuck here until someone on the other side could figure out where I was and how to get me back from here. All I had to do was hope my sanity remained intact while I was here.
When you exist in a timeless state where nothing and everything is happening at the same time it is difficult to know anything for certain. I’m not sure if I had, am having or will have the thought that I now know how Schrodinger’s Cat felt about the box, but at some point in every when and no when the thought happened. I tried to focus on Sindee and my friends but thoughts and memory are fleeting in eternity. I believe that Hell would have been a better place to be stuck than in this dark nothingness that followed no rules or rhyme or reason. In order to protect my sanity I started to go over the events of my life in order from my youngest memories to my recent experiences. I was thankful that I had cast a Mind Magick spell on myself that gave be perfect recollection from that time forward as well as enhancing those memories I already had.
I drifted there lost in my memories for and indeterminate frame of reference. Going through my memories wasn’t helping as I lost sense of order in them as there was no frame of reference for time here and my mind was adapting to that fact despite my efforts. I worried that my memories weren’t real, that I only imagined everything; that my life was nothing more than a dream in a timeless place. The thought of that possibility filled me with a dread far worse than the whispers in the darkness ever could have. I mentally gripped the image I had of Sindee and held on for dear life, using that as a mental focus.
I focused on the memory of her eyes and the last time I had seen them. The silver flecks inside the grey storm cloud irises. From there images flowed to me or time we had spent together. If this was a dream that never happened I wanted to hold onto it anyway. Then the image of her coming into a hospital room passed through my mind. Then there was an image of her in a white gown, hair pulled up tight into a complicated braid, then the image of her in a green dress standing in the summer evening. The image of her in a sapphire dress under the moon and stars was next. An image I didn’t remember came next; she looked older and was walking with a dark haired young woman through a park talking. After that an image of her younger, dressed in jeans and white shirt. The shirt was stained red with blood flowing down her right side from a wound in her shoulder and chest. Then an image of her fighting some kind of magic user passed through my mind. The images flashed in an ever changing menagerie of possibilities from her with children and grandchildren running around and playing to her alone and angry at the world to her teaching medicine; images of her as a Mage, a Vampire and other things. Then an image formed of her pale, eyes closed and features completely relaxes; peaceful as seen only in death.
I began to hate myself for leaving her alone, with me gone and unable to protect her from the world I exposed her to. I was determined to be the first person to find a way back from Todash. I was not going to wait to be rescued; I was going to find a way out of the space between spaces if it killed me. I was a Mage and just because no one has accomplished something before didn’t mean it was impossible. It just meant that no one was smart enough to think their way around the problem. I tried to think about what Todash was and wasn’t when I hit the proverbial wall of my limitations. It’s is almost impossible to focus one anything this when you perceive an eternity and a moment as the exact same thing. When time doesn’t exist in a place it fractures your sense of the real.
And that thought gave me what I needed to work up a way out of Todash. I told you a while back or was it that I’m going to tell you about how reality works. Reality to most beings is consensual as it is formed by what the Consensus of those in it believe. No one believes in dragons anymore therefore they ceased to exist and any skeletons found are written off as being dinosaur fossils. For Mages reality in conceptual as what they can imagine and conceive they can create with enough power, skill, knowledge and will. I knew what I could attempt to do but thankfully I didn’t have to worry about time. I started to speak to the whispers in the darkness, telling the entities stories of Magick and Avatars. When the whispers quieted I knew they were listening so I spoke more of the planes of existence describing scents and sounds and how this felt and tasted. I spoke nothing of visual descriptions as there was nothing to see her in darkness and they would have no point of reference for the descriptions. I just continued to speak for as long as my voice help out, encouraging the listens to pass along my tales to everything else in this purgatory I find myself in. I didn’t know if this would work but I had to try something. I did everything I could to bring most of the laws of reality to this place leaving out the concept of time so that I would not need to worry about if having its effects on me causing me to age or to starve as the body wasn’t being supported in a physical sense.
I didn’t stop my talking, whispering, pushing the information out to the denizens of this pitch black nothingness that surrounded me in fear that if I stopped talking I would forget the idea. If I forgot what I was doing and why in this place it would be as if nothing had ever happened with no concept of time everything I worked to change would cease. There was no way to say how long I was speaking or what was said to push things to the point I needed and wanted. All of a sudden I felt as though I had never lost my connection to Magick and speaking aloud what I was doing to keep the sensation real in the mind around me as well as my own, I tapped into the magick and used Correspondence, Spirit, Life, Prime and Matter Spheres to yank myself back into the Prime Material Plane from where I left. As there was no sense of time the Time Sphere was useless in Todash. I felt fire along my skin, ice in my veins and though it is hard to describe the best words to convey the feeling is sandpaper on my brain and the inside of my skull as I pulled myself through. I hit something solid and felt gravity and that alone made told me I was out of Todash. Then I blacked out.
I awoke staring at a star filled sky. I was surrounded by trees and mountains as the rain fell upon me skin. I just laid there letting the sound of falling rain and the feel of the water on my skin slowly bring me back into a linear reality. After an eternity and a moment of which I had no idea how long each was I needed to readjust to the flow of time. After the rain stopped I managed to sit up against a rock. I opened my eyes to see the clouds traveling past and the evening sky clearing as the sun set over the ridges bring darkness and a star filled sky. I rested to regain some peace of mind, however it wouldn’t last. I needed to find out where I was and even more importantly when I was since there was still something wrong with my sense of time. My stomach took that moment to growl reminding me that the human body had limitations that I once again had to pay attention to. I drug myself to me feet and started walking toward the east as toward the west and the setting sun I saw more and higher peaks. It took me a few hours to find a mountain stream which would serve for water and a way to get my stomach filled. I crouched on the side of the stream looking into the crystal clear water trying to spot a large fish swimming near me.
I was crouching there for what felt like forever but was not really more than an hour when I spotted this huge trout in the water moving toward the edge nearest me. I reach out with Life magick and had it swim towards me. When it was right near the side and out of the currents I used matter to raise the fish out of the water then used forces to cook it instantly. I felt drained from such simple spells almost right away; I needed to replenish my body and my reserves of quintessence or primal energy to what they used to be soon. The food would help but I needed to find a way to replenish the quintessence. I continued to travel slowly on foot through the mountains for a couple of days. I had some food and access to water but I needed to find civilization soon or I would be in trouble. I stumbled out of the trees into a small town on the afternoon of the third day. I was walking towards a small diner when I collapsed on the side of the street from exhaustion, last thing I felt was my head hitting the sidewalk.
I opened my eyes to the smell of strong coffee and the sounds of classic rock playing overhead. I was sitting in a booth inside the diner; across from me was a sheriff deputy. She was blonde with it tied back in a ponytail, had bright royal blue colored eyes and wore little make-up. She was sitting there staring at me from across the table sipping from a steaming mug like the one sitting in front of me. There were clouds in the sky outside the window so I didn’t know the time, “Hello,” I said to her.
“Hello sir, how are you feeling after the bump to your head?” she asked in reply.
“I have a headache but that’s to be expected. I think I passed out from a lack of proper food and rest. Can you tell me where I am?” I asked her.
She smiled which was nice but nothing compared to Sindee’s before answering. “The coffee and a couple of Tylenol may help the headache. The food here will handle the second part. As for the where; welcome to Wolf Lake, Wyoming.” She took a breath and continued, “Now I gotta ask, if you don’t know where you’re at how did you get here?”
“I don’t quite remember. Around three days ago I woke up in the mountains out there and saw the sunset. I saw that in the west the peaks got higher decided to head east as the fastest way out of the mountains. I walked my way out of the mountains to collapse on your street out there.”
“Well stranger, do you have a name or do you not remember that either?” She asked.
“Forgive my manners,” I reached out my hand across the table. “My name is Andrew Graves, and do you have a name Deputy?”
She reached over and shook my hand, “Jacqueline Depree, most people call me Jaq Mr. Graves.” My stomach chose that moment to growl loudly again. She let out a soft chuckle incongruent with her hard edged deputy appearance, “Sounds like you haven’t eaten a proper meal in days. Doc said he’d be here in a few minutes to check you out from hitting your head and then we can let you eat. Maddie back there is the best cook you’ll find anywhere.”
“Well Jaq, that sounds like a positive endorsement if I ever heard one,” I reached for my back pocket to get my wallet when I realized it wasn’t there. I grimaced and looked at her, “You didn’t happen to find my wallet or phone on me by any chance?” Not that I was expecting her to have them because if memory served they were sitting in the new house on a small table in the basement.
“Sorry Mr. Graves but that would be a no.”
“Call me Andrew; Mr. Graves is too formal for this setting and the fact that you have me calling you Jaq.” I grinned, “I was hoping for a different answer but not expecting one. I’m gonna have to pass on Maddie’s cooking until I can get ahold of someone who can wire me funds for a bus ticket or flight home.”
The doctor took that moment to arrive. In walked a man right out of an old television show. He looked to be around fifty or so, stood about 5’7” and was a little soft and round in the stomach area. He was dressed in gray slacks and a wrinkled white shirt and tie. His salt and pepper hair was slicked back but a few strands were loose on the sides. He wore his stethoscope around his neck and carried a small back bag. “Hello Deputy Jaq, is that the stranger you called me about?”
“Yeah Doc, he just walked out of the mountains and passed out on the street. Cracked his head pretty good in the fall but seems coherent enough,” Jaq told Doc.
“I better check him anyway just to be on the safe side.” Doc walked over and set his bag and paper on the booth’s table and pulled a chair over. He sat facing me as he opened the bag. I looked at the date on the paper to see how long I’ve been gone as he started checking me over. He used a scope to check my pupils for signs of a concussion first which made checking the date difficult until my vision cleared up. I sat patiently through the physical exam as he made sure I’d done no permanent damage to myself during the trek through the mountains. He stepped back after completing the exam which is when I finally saw the date on the paper. It said July 2nd which was fine, but the year was the problem. In reading the last two digits it said 08 and I thought I had been gone for almost a century before seeing it was 2008. I was 3 days before the night that changed my life forever, the night I Awakened and lost most of my family.
The Doc started asking me questions about how I got out into the woods, where was I from and so on. I had to answer that I didn’t remember to most of the answers because my history wouldn’t match up to the reality. The Doc suggested that my memory loss would most likely be temporary and likely a result of whatever trauma put me out in the middle of nowhere. Jaq offered to get my lunch but I offered to do some cleanup or repair work around the place for Maddie to pay my own way. Maddie told me I could wash dishes and take out the garbage for my meal, so that’s what I did. The food was probably the best I’d had in forever.
Jaq had waited while I ate and made a radio call. Around the time I was finished another sheriff’s deputy came in with some paper and an Ink pad. “Going to get your prints and run a search for them, see if we can maybe find more information to help you with your memory Mr. Graves.”
I couldn’t exactly say no, that I didn’t want to know where I came from or how I got here. The only thing that put me at ease is that at 16 I hadn’t been fingerprinted for anything so nothing would come up when they ran the search. “Thank you deputies, I’m starting to wonder if my name is even Andrew at this point. Hopefully you find something.”
After I ate and cleaned up for Maddie to pay for my meal, I walked over and picked up the doc’s paper and began reading it. It was the same article I remember seeing on my way through Cheyenne when my family headed to the mountains. I sat down and tried to figure out a few important items. First was how I got to here in this place and more importantly, this when. I knew that as far as anyone knew traveling back in time and changing the past were never heard from again. This is assumed to have many possible reasons. My personal favorite among these theories is Branching Universe Theory. In this model of time every choice creates multiple timelines, a branch for each possible choice and all these branches have their own branches as more choices come up. We perceive only the timeline for the choice we made, but there are duplicates of us experiencing the other choices we made. Thus a Mage going back and changing anything ceases on this timeline and switches to another branch of reality.
I came to a decision that I might regret but I had to at least try it. Jaq came back shortly before the diner closed and told me that nothing came up from the prints. She explained that it just meant that I hadn’t been arrested or printed or professional reasons such as law enforcement or military service. Since I had no record she offered to put me up for the night since locking me in a cell would be wrong to do to anyone not under arrest. She set me up in her mother’s Bed and Breakfast in town. I meditated that night instead of sleeping, opening myself to the Quintessential energy that existed everywhere in the world, drawing it in to recharge my deplete reserves as I had some serious ground to cover if I was going to do what I felt needed to be done.
Come morning, I got up with the dawn and took a quick shower. I didn’t have anything but the clothes I was wearing to put on so I did so. I walked down the stairs and smelled something good coming from the kitchen. I walked into it and asked the woman in there if she needed assistance with anything. When she replied in the negative I headed outside and went to the sheriff’s office down the main street. When I got there it was to see Jaq sitting at a desk searching on the computer, “Any luck finding anything else about me?”
“Sorry Andrew but no. When I search for Andrew Graves I get an Actor and a District Attorney. You are too young and look nothing like the actor and D.A.s are printed and in the system just like cops.” She said the last pointing to the paper with my prints on it.
I reached out with Matter to ink used in printing me and accelerated the decay of the ink a paper so that they would be gone by that evening. I didn’t like doing it as Jaq had been nothing but respectful and helpful to me since I stumbled into her town, but I didn’t need a set of prints floating around that boredom might prompt her to pull out a file and run them again. Being the Fourth of July this town planned to celebrate in small town style with a community event at the local park that evening and that is when I would be heading out. When everyone was distracted by the night events I’d slip into the darkness and leave with me as just a memory.
It was a wonderful celebration for the holiday and I may have enjoyed it more if I hadn’t been so distracted with my plan. All the townsfolk showed up for the celebration, everyone wore their summer clothes and there were your farm girl fantasies all over the place. Jaq showed up to the party looking nothing like the deputy she was. Jaq was wearing a twilight blue linen dress that stopped halfway down her thighs showing off her long slender legs. Her hair was hanging loose like waves of blonde sil framing her face. She was wearing a pair of cowgirl boots that looked custom made for her that just accentuated how long her legs really were. In meeting up with her and dancing for some of the night I round she was 5’10 or so and could have been a model. I respected her even more as she chose to protect people instead of living off her looks. We spent the better part of the night dancing and she talked to me about her childhood in this small town.
I felt relaxed and at peace with her as we danced. It was a nice way to spend the evening, in the arms of a beautiful woman dancing. It was a sensation I missed and when she leaned in and we kissed I realized that I needed to get out of there soon. I was letting what I felt and missed cloud my judgment. When we broke the kiss I spoke up, “Jaq, I can’t do this. It feels somehow wrong. I don’t know why, maybe I have someone waiting for me or it could be something else. I wish I knew or that we met when I had my memory.” I stepped back away from her and headed into the shadows outside of the celebration area.
On I made it into the tree line, I headed deeper into the woods and mountains until I was too far away to even see the light coming from the celebration. I focused on Correspondence and Life spheres and focused on my own DNA to give myself a direction of travel by locating the presence of a second, or I guess the original version of myself. With correspondence it is possible to learn to travel great distances instantly, however this is not something I could risk. If you don’t know your target location perfectly you could wind up in a tree or underground or any number of other unpleasantness happening as a result of the spell. I chose a different approach and use the Life sphere for my next effect. I had always loved wolves and had studied them even before knowing that werewolves and other things existed. I altered my physical form to that of a wolf, keeping my mind intact and human by tying in the mind sphere. I bound time around myself to allow me to move faster and go longer than anyone else could have. I started running on all four legs headed toward where I sensed my other self.
I ran for the rest of the night, racing to get where I needed to be. I stopped at streams and rivers only long enough to drink and continue running. I tapped into the primitive side of my own mind when it came to eating as hunting wild animal and eating raw wasn’t something I felt comfortable with in my consciousness. I managed to choke down a couple of rabbits and a squirrel as I traveled. I was moving towards the cabin quickly when I came out into a clearing in the woods where there were deer grazing. I jumped as a loud bang rang out and the head of the deer closest to me exploded into a cloud of fine red mist. I turned quickly and spotted the hunter aiming his rifle at me to protect his kill. I jumped sideways left and landed poorly as I wasn’t used to fighting with four legs. I landed on my side and continued to roll that way until my feet were under me again. This clumsiness saved my life as the next shot hit the ground where I was trying to land missing me by a hair. I got back to my feet and using all the speed of my magick I charged the hunter. He was swinging his rifle in line with me as I ducked under it at bit down onto the arm holding the trigger housing. Warm blood flowed slowly into my mouth as he screamed. The rifle fell across my back and hit the ground. I released the hunters arm and reared back on my hind legs using my weight to knock him to the ground on his back. I bared my teeth and growled at him. He froze in place, staring with eyes full of fear. I padded over to the rifle he dropped and grabbed the strap in my teeth. I lifted the rifle the strap and dragging it across the ground I dumped it into the stream where the deer were drinking before he fired the shot that scattered them. I trotted back over to the wounded hunter and placed my forelegs on his chest. I moved my head down so my mouth was inched from his face and neck. I bared my teeth, colored red by his own blood and growled directly in his face. He pissed himself before passing out from the fear. I did a life scan on him using magick and saw that he would be fine and come to in about ten minutes or so. I left him there and continued along my path. I doubted he’d ever hunt again and wouldn’t be shooting at defenseless animals any longer. I’m no vegetarian and ever understand hunters, but I wasn’t big on being shot at as we’ve discussed before. I finally made it through a fight without injury so I was elated and had gotten my second wind. I traveled faster than previously and came to the area around the cabin just a night fell.
I laid myself down under the trees and brush outside the clearing around the cabin to rest. I kept my mind and senses alert even as I rested my tired body. I released the spell holding me in the form of the wolf. I cleaned myself and my clothes before resting. It was getting late when I saw the monster of my nightmares for the past 5 years drift out of the darkness to appear outside the cabin. I had to decide now if I was going to alter my future and past here and now. If I changed the past I could create a time space paradox and cease to exist, or I could ensure that the self-fulfilling prophesy occurred exactly as it was supposed to. It was not as easy a choice as one would think. On one hand I could save my family, causing myself to possibly never fully awaken to the potential of a Mage. Allow myself and my family to live out our lives blissfully unaware of what may have happened this night. I would however lose Sindee forever as our paths were unlikely to cross after this, I would most likely simply cease to exist in this world and any other in my current form. Simply destroyed by the fact that what created me never happened. Or I could ensure things happened the way they did and should again and simply find something to do for the next five years until I could rejoin my friends after I disappeared into Todash. That would force me to let my family be killed, to allow my father to suffer the loss when I could do something to stop it right here and now. Allow my younger self to endure what I went through all over again. However doing so would allow me to be the man I am today, would allow Sindee and I to come together and have the future together that we were trying to.
It was the hardest choice I ever had to make and I knew what I wanted to do, but I also knew from visions and dreams what the right thing to do was. I reached out with Prime and Mind Magick and practically shouted to myself and my Avatar that they were in danger and need to wake. Then I disappeared into the night to stop myself from doing what I felt like and letting what was right unfold. I spent the next five years traveling the world as only a Mage can. I learned a few new languages and studied the arts of swords in Japan and Europe during this time. I learned Krav Maga in Israel over the year I lived there. I traveled and learned and read as much as I could over that period of time to keep me from trying to return to Vegas earlier and creating a Paradox. I figured if I was going to be fighting a war I needed to prepare myself.
During the travels I went to Stonehenge, getting special permission to walk among the stones themselves. I meditated at the alter Stones on the morning of the Summer Solstice and I’ll tell you that Stonehenge is a Node of such immense power that it may be a gate or bridge between all the planes. I used my knowledge of finance and investing to make money and opened accounts around the world setting up homes and safe-houses all over. I made some contact and allies for the future, not all of them above board but you take what you can get when fighting a war. I used Life and Time to keep aging from affecting me during this time away.
I traveled to Hawaii to purchase some land and a beach house on one of the smaller islands in a secluded location at the start of the last six months before needing to head back. I took flying lessons for fixed wing aircraft while there and planned to continue the lessons for rotorcraft and other vehicles in the future. I headed back towards the continental states two nights before my disappearance were to occur using a false identity I had been using over the last few years. Once I landed in Vegas I took a taxi out to M resort and checked in using the same ID. I got a good night’s rest there and checked out early in the morning settling the bill in cash and walking out into the fall morning. I walked to where the house was built and parked myself in the mountains just outside the back of the home to wait for that night.
The evening came quickly and I could feel the power building and being drawn into the ritual I had crafted. I took my time to carefully draw enough magick and slide myself into the spell being crafted so that I could time this right. As the spell built towards conclusion I saw the glow and felt the energy spike as the Node formed. I used Correspondence Magick to step into the place that I had just disappeared from. As the bright glow faded I stood in the basement of my new home surrounded by friends and allies who had no idea what had really just happened.
The Node had formed perfectly and that’s what had drawn me into Todash as it was a bridge similar to Stonehenge, while not nearly as powerful. I didn’t just knot our plane and the Magick one but all planes connected to the Tellurian. I created a Node, but also a crossroads of sorts. It still required the ability to travel through planes under your own abilities but it would be easy to do from here. I did by accident something unintended and useful at once. Everyone relaxed some once the rituals magick faded and the flow of power from the node became a constant steady pulse.
As everyone settle down and cleaned up from the evenings events we headed upstairs for drinks and ordered some pizza to get some food to replenish our bodies from the expenditure of power. Arthur came over to me while we were eating and whispered in my ear, “I know what happened to you. Your mind was different at the end of the ritual and the change was sudden, shifted while we were all blinded from the glow. Come see me when you can and we’ll talk about what happened.” Needless to say I was stunned at the revelation of just what he could do as I felt no Magick from him beyond what was flowing into the ritual. Now I really wanted to know what he was as he had said he was once a Mage and was now something else.
The rest of the evening was relaxed even though there was no furniture in the house yet. We were using camp chairs to sit and the counters for our drinks and food. We were all talking about the future and the coming war. Arthur spoke up as we were discussing the Ascension war and what it meant for everyone here, “The Ascension War must remain a secret to the general public but must also be focused upon by all the supernatural beings because the is another war being fought that must remain hidden from all but those on the front lines of it. Andrew, you and your friends and allies are needed to take my place in the Ascension War here as my friends and I are fighting the Hidden War. I cannot and will not tell you about what we are fighting as the fewer people who know the more advantage we have in that war. We will continue to aid you in this but it’s your fight now.”
Everyone grew silent after this and the mood shifted to somber instead of celebratory of our night successes. We all had a lot to think about considering what has been revealed to us. The mood died down and we all decided it was time to head out and take the time we needed to think about what we were going to need to do for the foreseeable future. There was a knock at the door just as we were cleaning up to head out. I found that strange as we hadn’t moved in yet and were out away from most of the city population. I walked over and opened the door to a disturbingly familiar face. “Hello Mr. Graves, it’s nice to see you again after these last few years.”
“Good Evening Deputy Depree,” is all I got out before words failed me. There was Jaq standing before me as beautiful today as she was that night I left here at the celebration. Her hair had grown longer and was loose down her back; her blue eyes had a hard edge to them. She was dressed in a pair of black slacks and a red silk blouse, and was wearing the same black boots she had on that night. Clipped to her belt was the badge of a Deputy US Marshall instead of a small town sheriff.

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Bouncing Bella – part 3

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BELLA
I hated him so much. Nothing about any of this was ok or alright but how was it my fault it felt good. I was packing everything up. Chrissy was finishing off her sandcastle and dad was still standing in the water. 
After sitting down and crying then getting angry and then crying again I jumped up and grabbed the first esky then headed up towards the car. It was about 10 minutes to get up the sand and down the path to the car park. I needed this time to think. I knew I could not be near dad while he drank. And what made me pack beers today. Why would I do it. First of all I didn’t think anything like this would happen outside in public. 
Once I dropped it in the car I headed back to grab the other one. Chrissy was heading into the water towards dad when I got back. I figured she was having a swim cos she knew we were leaving soon. 
I grabbed the second esky and headed back up to the car muttering to myself how it wouldn’t hurt dad to help. I dropped it in the boot and sat down to catch my breath before seeing the shower block. I jumped up and headed over. I needed to wash this day away. 
BILL
The alcohol was still pumping through me. My cock was hard. Yes I had crossed a line days ago but this was a whole other line. In my mind was a battle right now. 
Bella wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I was on my knees in the water. It wasn’t deep. The water only came up to my belly button. Chrissy was sitting on her bum in the water in front of me. The water came to her chest. She pulled her bathers down her arms then i watched her hand disappear as she pulled them down her belly and over her little bottom. I reached forward and pulled them down her legs faster than I meant. The water was still today but I couldn’t see under the water very well. Part of me thought this was probably a good thing but another part of me wanted to see. 
My breathing was getting heavy I was trying to calm down before she noticed I was acting strangely. 
I had to snap out of this. I had to get out of here. 
“honey maybe daddy should just carry you to the showers and you can wash off there. Maybe bella can help you” I smiled at her trying to get across how that was a much better idea. 
“but daddy” she squealed “its hurting now and it takes ages to get back to the shower and car” now she looked like she was going to cry. 
” okay okay honey show me where it hurts the most then you can go and start washing in all off”
She nodded and began the riggle with her hands under the water.  Then she stood and moved forward until the water only came up just above her knees. First she moved her legs apart and pointed to the top of her thighs. “in here daddy” she moved closer ” up In here. Right at that moment I had a clear view of her tiny hairless pussy. So small. So delicate. 
I couldn’t turn away. I knew I had to but i couldn’t. I started to reach up. I don’t know what I was planning on doing. But before I could get anywhere she quickly spun around. 
“and in here” her hand spread apart her arse cheeks. I could see the sand. I could wipe it away. My finger would wipe across her tiny arse hole. 
“ok darlin go sit back down over there in the water and wash it off” I had to get her to move away. My cock was hard. Chrissy nodded and moved back to where she had been and resumed her original position sitting in the water. 
“I can’t daddy. When I move the sand all gets in worse” she stood up completely naked and walked past me again until the water was her waist where he stood. Now standing behind me and shielded by me from the beach. 
She started moving around again I just sat there watching I moved back away from her abit until I could sit and still have the water cover the bottom of me so Chrissy wouldnt see my hard on. 
She turned back around and yelled back to me “you said you would help me dadddddyy” I knew I couldn’t go to her. 
“it’s okay darlin you can do it you’re a big girl” as I said these words my hand found the waist band of my shorts and i grabbed my cock and stroked it slowly. I must have closed my eyes because next minutes Chrissy right there “what are you doing daddy” she started at me quizzically. From where she was standing with the help of the murky water all Chrissy could see was my hand in my shorts “do ou have sand stuck tooooo daddy” all I could do was nod but I didn’t move my hand. 
“look daddy here comes Bella” I turned and saw Bella as she spotted Chrissy standing naked in the water. Then her walked turned to a run. I smiled but didn’t remove my hand. Chrissy was safe from this monster I had become for another day. I had already crossed this line with Bella. Yet hadn’t crossed the worst yet. I still had enough fucked up reasoning in me. Bella was here to save her sister. I smiled to myself as she stormed towards me. 
BELLA
I thought once I had gotten out of the shower dad and Chrissy would be at the car waiting but they werent. I didn’t want to walk back down the beach after I showered so I waited a few more minutes then realized they weren’t coming so I headed back down the path towards the beach to hurry them up. 
As I got to the edge of the sand I started scanning the beach. There. Dad was still in the water and I could just make out Chrissy standing away from him. As I got down closer to the water i spotted Chrissy walking back over to dad i was just close enough to make them out. I could see most of Chrissy standing up and she was naked. At that moment dad looked up and me and I started to run. Why was Chrissy naked with him. What had he done. This was all my fault. I should never have left her alone with him. 
I was still running as I hit the water
“what are you doing” I screamed at him “why are her swimmers off” 
Chrissy was staring at me. She looked scared. I saw red and stared at our father accusingly then Chrissy tugged on my arm “daddy said I could take it off to wash the sand out because the shower is to far away.” I turned back to dad and noticed one of his hands was down his shorts. His arm was moving slightly in the water, he was jerking off. I looked back up at his face. He was smirking at me. 
“Chrissy” I said smiling at her trying to sound calm and happy. I didn’t want to scare her “it’s ok you go over and wash off I’ll stay here and wait for you” She nodded and started to head away from us into deeper water. As soon as she was out of ear shot I grabbed her swimmers from dad and glared at him “what the fuck are you doing. What you did and still do to me is disgusting. Don’t you ever ever lay a single fucking finger on her” I screamed  in his face. Chrissy was far enough away with the wind and water she could not hear this. I was so angry. When dad spoke he was still slurring a bit. “don’t you ever speak to me like that again young lady” he spat at me one hand still in his shorts still moving. Going faster it seemed. 
“I didn’t touch her, I was admiring” he smirked. I felt sick. I was still standing near him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me down into the water. His expression turned from the smirk to anger. “if your so worried about your baby sister who might I add is as much my property as you, you can get in here and help your daddy out”, i pulled away from him “get off me” I squealed. 
“fine” he pushed me off him but didnt let go i glared at him and his smirk returned “go wait in the car Bella baby. I’ll call Chrissy up and we’ll be up once I’ve helped her get all clean. Like I helped you earlier. If I remember correctly you rather enjoyed that” his hand moved to my thigh and he squeezed hard pulling me back towards him. 
I looked off over at Chrissy just as she turned and waved all smiling and happy. I forced myself to put on a big smile and waved back. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. I had to be her protector now. I turned back towards dad. 
I looked at this man who was meant to protect me and care for me. I hoped he could see the hate in my eyes as I sat down. He knew as long as I would protect Chrissy he would win. 
BILL
I was out of control. I knew that. But to be completely honest if Bella had not come over when she had I don’t know what I would have done to Chrissy. 
I pulled Bella down to my lap hard. I know she felt my hard cock because I heard her squeal as it stabbed at her pussy hole through her bikini bottoms. I didn’t waste any time I started to grind her slowly back and forth over my cock. Not moving too much because I could see Chrissy looking over a little confused to why Bella was on my lap again. I waved and yelled out to her to go a little deeper and wash off like she was meant to be doing. She nodded and moved even further away. That was my queue to moved Bella a little faster. 
I pulled at her thighs to spread them apart over my legs. Then leant in close to her ear. I started to kiss along her neck line. 
“why do you keep doing this daddy” Bella whispered I could hear the tears in her voice. 
That word, daddy, had the opposite affect on me in my current state than it should have. I moved both hands further up her thighs while still grinding her over my rock hard cockI rubbed one hand over her pussy with only her bikini bottoms between my hand and what I wanted. I leant in close to her ear to answer her question “daddy does this because he can princess. And because I know there’s a part of you that wants this. I’ve watched you and you love it. And I know you don’t want daddy to have to look somewhere else do you, I know you want to protect the ones you love. Don’t you Bella” I hadnt stopped moving her back and forth nor had I stopped rubbing her. I heard her start to cry. It made me push harder. 
I felt her give up on that small bit of hope she had that kept her fighting against me even when it didn’t work. It made me move faster.
I felt her go slack as if saying just do what you want. I guess she just wanted it over with. But it made me want it more. I had seen her enjoy things I had done. And now I needed that to justify what I was doing. 
I looked up to check where Chrissy was. I caught her quickly turn back away from us. She wasn’t looking so I went ahead. I wrapped one arm around Bella’s waist holding her arms against her sides pushing her down against me hard and started pushing up into her as I rubbed up against her. My other hand was still rubbing her pussy but seeing as she wasn’t going anywhere I pushed my hand up under her bikini bottoms and rubbed fast and hard at her clit. She was slimy and wet. My finger slipped in between her lips with ease and I felt her draw in a breath i kept it all and rubbed up and down faster and faster. Her breathing became rapid. Short. I could feel her pushing back on to me and up to meet my fingers. I knew not to say anything. I couldn’t break this spell she seemed under. Now I had my reason.  I was not in the wrong she wanted this. 
I became greedy. I wanted more. I pushed my finger inside her tight pussy. Not stopping for a second just going straight for hard fast finger fucking. 
Her head arched back. She let out a loud moan and I feel her cum over my fingers and hand before feeling it wash away again with the water. 
She dropped her head then and the tears really started to come. I looked up. Chrissy was turned looking off to the side. Had she been watching. What did she think was happening. 
Now Bella was trying to pull her legs back together. My hand was still between them. 
I use that hand to move her bottoms down a bit and to the side and place my hard cock against her pussy and continue rubbing her back and forth over me. Bella stops fighting me and shivers occasionally. I get bold and starts to go harder, faster until the head of my cock is starting to try and enter her cunt whole. Just the thought of this makes me cum and as I do I reached up to Bella one hand gripping her hair and pulling her head back to me violently while the other I place in the side of her face and push my fingers in between her lips feeling her tongue brush over it. I feel the wetness of her cheek. I can still feel the tears falling down her face. I pull her harder back into me and I whisper in her ear as I let out one last groan “daddy loves you”
BELLA
My entire body shivers with pleasure and cramps up with horrible sickening feelings at the same time. We are in our way home now. Dad is sober and therefore acting strange not really talking or looking at anyone. He looks sad and I start to feel guilt when I realize he does not deserve any sympathy. 
Chrissy kept trying to talk to dad but was only getting one word responses. “daddy why was Bella on your knee again. We’re you bouncing her again. Cos you never bounce me” 
I looked up waiting to hear a response to this. He said nothing. 
I turned to Chrissy “daddy was just a bit lonely and needed a cuddle. Next time daddy is lonely you can be the one to cuddle him ok.” I hoped she didn’t ask any more questions. I looked at dad. He had a sad smile on his lips. Though I don’t understand what he could be smiling at. 
After an hour or so of driving Chrissy fell asleep. I kept wanting I try and talk to dad while he was sober but I didn’t know how to begin. 
“ah dad?” he looked at me.  I opened me mouth but he just shook his head. 
“I’m sorry” he mumbled ad gave my leg a soft squeeze. I couldn’t reply. I wanted him to know sorry wasn’t enough but I was tired. I fell asleep before I could say anything. And when I woke next dad was laying me onto my bed. I jumped startled at seeing him leaning over me while I slept. He jumped back mumbled more apologies and left as quick as he could. I guess I fell back asleep. 
I dreamt that night that dad had come into my room while I slept. And when I woke I found myself naked from the waist down with my legs spread really wide and he was finger fucking me. He kept saying sorry over and over and over again his hand moving faster and faster and faster until I finally woke up sweating breathing heavy. I sat up turned my lamp on and looked around my room. My door was shut. No light coming from underneath it. I was still in my bathers and sundress I fell asleep in so I got up and stripped off. Grabbing a pair or undies and a singlet I started to get dress again. I slipped the panties up and as I did my hand rubbed against my pussy. I was wet. Not just a little but dripping. I grabbed some tissues and wiped myself then chucked my clothes on and jumped back into bed. 
I lay there a while thinking about my dream. My hand drifting back towards my pussy. I was wet again. My fingers slid up and over my clit down around my arse hole with ease. I kicked my blankets off and lay down flat on my bed. Legs as far apart as I can physically manage. One hand down the front of my panties going wild on my pussy. The other hand squeezing my breast hard. Rubbing the nipple. I was bucking my hips up to my hand and I know I was making a little noise. 
My fingers swiftly darting over my clit the down my dripping wet pussy lips towards my tight arsehole where I push softly before moving back up and pushing my index finger inside myself as far as u can then back up to my clit. I arch my back and close my eyes. I become lost in it all. All I can feel is myself. Im so close to orgasm its feels amazing and I feel my panties move down giving me even more access to my own wet pussy lips. It feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I push inside with 2 fingers hard then out and back in faster and faster. I plant my feet firmly on the bed and lift my arse up in the air now rubbing wildly on myself. I start to really let go. I can feel it coming. I can’t even tell if I’m loud or not at the moment. Right as I feel the explosion of pleasure ripple thru me I drop me body back down flat on the bed. Still not opening my eyes. I move my hand back to my clit and touch it lightly. I jump at my own touch. It’s so sensitive. I move my hand away and smile to myself. 
Then I feel the weight in the bed change. My eyes snap open. First thing I notice is my door is now open. Dad is sitting right in between my legs.i can’t close them. My undies are in his hand. As if sensing me he lifts them to his nose and inhales deeply. All I can smell is beer. How much has he drunk. “how long have you been there?” I snap at him “this is my room. My private space GET OUT” 
He grabs at my hair and pulls me close. “shut up before you wake Chrissy. I’ve been here long enough. You were so caught up in yourself you didn’t noticed me remove you panties or rub your arse hole. Or do you just pretend not to noticed because really you want it” he spat the last words at me and pushes my back down on the bed. 
“well is that it slut” he whispers in my ear as he leans down over my naked body. I can feel that he is naked as well. His hard cock keeps getting pushed up against me and rubbing on me as he moved around on top of me “do you like daddy watching you. Do you like daddy touching you. C’mon baby girl tell daddy you love him touching you” he was pressing down on top on me. I could feel his cock against my tummy as he kept talking in my ear. I could feel his hand wrapped around his dick gripping hard stroking back. And forth slowly as he breathed loudly in my ear saying things that made me shiver in both disgust as much as the opposite. He grabbed onto a chunk of my hair and leant in close again “I said do you like your daddy touching you” he pulled my hair harder and forced me to nod “say yes Bella baby. Don’t lie to daddy. Liars get punished. Tell daddy you want him to touch you , tell daddy your a slut that wants it” he laughed but there was no humor in his eyes. Just anger. He moved his hand from my hair onto my throat “tell me slut” with that he started to squeeze. 
I coughed trying to speak. He let up a little. I used this to try and get out from under him. “fucking tell me you little Cunt. Stop trying to fucking lie” he grabbed back on harder than before squeezing until I started to see swirling colors. Then he stopped and asked again ” what do you have to say to me Bella”
I coughed and felt the tears start to fall before I could try to stop them. I looked straight into his eyes and tried to make his see my pain “I … want … you to … touch me … daddy. ” I burst into tears again at this “and ” he says calmly but starts to squeeze a little anyway “I’m a slut that wants it” I spit at him like it’s venom. He throws his head back laughing
“oh well Bella baby if you insist. Spread them legs wide now won’t ya” he knew I couldnt shut my legs if I wanted to. He had made sure of that. He was softly rubbing his hand up and along my legs moving higher slowly. Once he reached my pussy he moved softly he didn’t push. His fingers moved down my pussy lips and straight to my arse hole. He pushed softy like I sometimes do. Then a little harder. Then harder again. Now it hurt. A lot. I tried to move up but he just used my movement to flip me onto my stomach. I felt him spread my arse cheeks.  His finger started pushing back up against my arse hole. Getting harder and harder until I let out a loud cry. Then I felt something different on my virgin bum hole. I could still feel dads finger pushing on it a little faster than before but the pain wasn’t as bad it was sliding in a little each time. I could still feel something else making everything feel better. It took a while but I realized it was my fathers tongue Moving in and around my arse hole. Dad pushed his hand under the front of me and then His hand rubbing fast as possible I’ve my clit. I had my face pushed against my pillows attempting to cover the moans I couldn’t control. I tried to move away this was humiliating. But removing the finger from my arsehole he reached up and pushed down on the back head until I started to struggle to get enough of a breath in. Then everything went black. 
BILL
I was out of control. I was laying in my stomach between Bella’s long tanned legs. I had one finger deep in her arsehole along with my tongue pushing in on it as well. She was dripping wet. My other hand making the most of it in her clit. She was breathing hard. Moans escaping as much as I knew she was trying to hide them. 
Bella started to try and squirm up away from me. Not ready for this to end I removed my fingers and pushed her head back into her pillows. I had a handful of hair. Still rubbing up in her pussy I moved mouth from her arsehole and pulled myself up pushing my hard cock into gap along her dripping wet crack. I let go of her hair and head and started to rub against her. After a few minutes I relized she wasn’t fighting it. 
“princess, do you like this?” no answer. I pulled back and rolled her over. She wasn’t moving. I freaked.  I started shaking her calling her. I felt for a pulse. There. She had obviously blacked out. Now I had my legs either side of her. I pulled her singlet top over her head. 
Now I had my naked teenage daughter naked, passed out and dripping wet. 
I slapped her face a few times seeing if she was indeed out cold. Her lips were parted and I couldn’t resist. I moved up her body and rubbed my cock along her lips, it was dripping with pre cum all over her lips and down her chin. I was squeezing it out as I moved my hand along my penis. 
I pushed my cock in slightly between her lips. I felt it touch her tongue, I shivered I was close to cumming. But I knew I had to make the most of this situation. 
I moved back down til I was back between her legs. 
Running my hands from the top of her thighs slowly down towards her ankles, I lifted them up onto my shower and positioned myself ready to fuck my Bella’s virgin cunt hole. 
I rubbed my cock over and around her pussy lips which were still wet. 
I paused. What the fuck was I doing? Was I really about to cross this line. 
I pushed the head of my cock carefully into her Pussy. 
At the she wasn’t awake. She doesn’t have to know. 
I pushed in a tiny bit deeper and exploded. I wanted to ram my cock into that tight hole so hard but I pulled out and let the cum flow onto her stomach. 
I collapsed next to her completely exhausted. I cleaned her up and tucked her up in bed still naked. 
Then I fell asleep in my own bed naked as well. 
BELLA
I woke confused. Bits came back slowly. Dad in my room. Choking me. I blacked out. Woke up alone. I felt ok. 
I walked to the mirror. There were bruises on my neck and legs. I covered them pretty well with make up. 
I headed to the kitchen only to find Chrissy. 
“Daddy said he was working in his office all day” she smiled and bounced off back to her bedroom to play. 
I spent the morning cleaning the kitchen and doing washing. A friend of Chrissys had come over and they were playing quietly in the bedroom. I had seen dad twice both times her was grabbing beer from the fridge. A nasty smile played on his lips when he looked me over. It made me feel sick. 
I needed to stay busy and not think about him. Just keep my distance and keep an eye on Chrissy. 
I grabbed te vacuum cleaner and turned towards the hallway. Chrissy and her friend came running my way giggling. I asked what was so funny but they both giggled harder and ran back to Chrissy’s room. 
I was vacuuming the hall when the plug pulled from the wall and stopped me right outside dads office door. I could hear little girl talking. 
Oh god. Had Chrissy and Ruth gone back into the office. 
I opened the door as silently as possible. I could see dad sitting at the computer and after a quick scan I realized the voices were coming from the computer.   
What I saw on the screen stopped me in my tracks. 3 little girls, 2 of them looked maybe 7 the other about 12. 
One younger girl lay naked on a bed where the older girl rubs softy at her little fanny. The older girl is straddled over a pillow grinding on it. The second younger girl is doing the same. 
Dad has one hand on his desk, leaning closer I the screen as it zooms I in on the young girl rubbing herself on this pillow. His only hand is rubbing hard on his cock.  And he is breathing heavy. 
I go to pull The door shut before he notices me but it hits my foot and dad spins around still rubbing his cock. 
“were you enjoying the show” he sneers at me. 
“sorry I’m um going to check the girls” I stammer out and turn to retreat. 
“wait baby come here” he shouts after me but I pull the door shut and move as quick towards my room. 
I pause outside Chrissy’s.  I can her the girl laughing and playing. I stop and listen. It doesn’t sound like dad is following me. So for the second time today I open the door quietly just a quick peek to make sure all is good. 
And I wonder if what I see now is worse than before. Ruth who is only a year or so older than Chrissy is naked legs either side of a pillow. Chrissy is naked also but has blankets pulled across her lap. 
“those girls on your dads computer were doing it like this” Ruth said seriously Chrissy nodded and watched on while Ruth started rubbing her fanny in this pillow. 
“move the blankets Chrissy ill do the other thing” Ruth pulled at the blanket as she said this. Chrissy looked unsure then nodded and pushed the completely off. I could not believe what I was seeing. Chrissy had her legs spread apart, Ruth rubbed and poked at Chrissy’s fanny. Chrissy mainly only laughed. Then Ruth pulled Chrissy up and had her sitting on the pillow in the same fashion in front of her. They both laughed and tickled each other as the moved together on this pillow. 
They didn’t know what they were doing. How long had they watched dads movie. Did he know? Did he let them? 
I was lost in thought when I went to leave and I heard Chrissy say my name the same time as dad did. 
I froze. I looked at Chrissy. The look on her face looked as though she didn’t think anything was wrong. But Ruth looked scared embarrassed and guilty. Did she know what she was doing. 
I tried to pull the door shut but dad pulled against it. I stumbled back. Ruth and Chrissy both squealed. Then dad let out an almighty laugh. 
“well well girls what do we have here” he chuckled. Stumbling slightly. How many had he had?
“dad” I started but Chrissy cut me off
“we were just copying the little girls on your movies. They looked like they were having fun”
“and you Ruthy, are you having fun?”he purred at Ruth. 
“um yes I guess so. It feels nice here” Ruth pointed to her fanny. 
I watched dads eyes go wide 
He smiled and inched forward “really Ruthy, show me where?” she pointed again. He moved closer again “so it just feels good on the top there does it” she grinned at her. Ruth shook her head. “um no kinda in there a little bit” she shoulder shy. “so point for me Ruth so I understand” 
Ruth moved her other hand down and pulled her fanny lips slightly apart then put her finger in a little. “there” she smiled. 
Dad moved in and went to touch. 
“dad no” I half yelled “dad can I I’m talk to you outside. 
He stared at me as if remember who I was or where I came from. “in a minute Bella.” he grinned and turned back to the girls. I was frozen. So scared. Dad leans in and touches Ruth on the edge of her fanny lips then smiles at her proudly making her beam. 
” you girls haven’t done anything wrong or naughty, now Chrissy baby did it feel nice in the for you too?”
He inched towards Chrissy as she nodded shyly. His smile was huge. 
“dad, talk now. Outside” I grabbed his arm he smacked me away. 
“do you want to show daddy where too” she hesitated and dad quickly added “be a really good girl like Ruthy here” Chrissy sat up straighter and moved her legs apart. “in here” she pushed in at her fanny and whispered. Dad moved in to touch and I grabbed him harder than before. 
“girls gets dressed. Dad needs to talk to me now. Just go play normal. Don’t do that again please.” dad was grinning as I pulled him from Chrissy’s room and into his. I slammed the door and turned on him. 
“are you mental” I screamed “what are you going to do if Ruth goes home to re tells this story, and how dare you lay your hands on them.” I could not control my self, I stepped forward and slapped his face hard. 
He just stood there and stared at me before calmly saying “Bella, I would like you to remove your pants and undies please” he was calm but that look in his eye was dangerous. I was scared. I started to shake me head. “do as I say or go tell Chrissy to come here or better yet save Chrissy and send me Ruth.” he layed back in his bed and closed his eyes “make up your mind Bella” 
I pulled my pants down then my undies and was left standing there in only a thin singlet top. 
Dad opened his eyes and sat up grinning eagerly. He picked up a pillow and threw it over to me. 
“you know what to do”he laughed. 
I started at the pillow then up at him. “are you serious”
He got up and walked over to me, grabbing me by the hair he pushed me down onto my knees using his free hand to position the pillow under me. My pussy was pushed up hard against the pillow dad was on his knees behind me. Forcing me to keep grinding back and forth. At first it rubbed and hurt but as my pussy grew wet it felt better. Dad was fully clothed at least. But he was grunting as he Pushed into the back of me. 
“moan baby, moan for daddy baby” he grunted in my eyes. I did nothing. He grabbed my hair harder. “moan now bitch”
I moaned a little just trying to get him to stop hurting me. His free had now rubbed my moist pussy. “louder” I got a bit louder. Noticing my moaning was turning me in more. “a lot louder than that” he pulled back hard
“dad the girls are next door” I snapped back. He wasn’t discouraged. “I told you I wanted louder.” I moaned out really loud. His hand got faster in my pussy and I let out another before u realized what was happening. The pillow below me was wet all down the side. 
“that’s it girl, keep it up, maybe a little more” I did what I was told before he felt the need to inflict pain. My moans came out louder and faster and he started to join in with me. A knock at the door sent me into silence. I tried to scramble up and cover myself but dad pulled me back into him “did I say stop moving” he whispered at me and started forcing me back and forth again. Still rubbing me. “or tell you that you could stop moaning” I started rubbing back and forth and moaning a little not like before but he seemed satisfied. 
“who’s there” he sing song answered the knock. 
“it’s us” Chrissy and Ruth replied in unison. 
“oh good girl come in I want to show you something” I tried to turn and look at him he pushed me back. 
I stopped moaning he pushed at me til I started again. I looked up and was met with but Chrissy and Ruth watching me in this pillow with dad behind me still grunting. Not ashamed at all. My moans were now sounding more like whimpers. Chrissy looked on at us with curiosity in her eyes. But Ruth’s eyes went straight to my fathers hand on my pussy. She smiled. 
BILL
Today was turning out ok. 
Right now I had Bella half naked straddling a pillow pushed up against me. Her pussy was so wet my fingers kept slipping in. 
Now Chrissy and Ruth and walked in. Both so innocent. I going to show them that Bella was wrong before. It’s ok from the girls to do stuff like this. As long as daddy can watch. 
I felt on top of the world. 
Chrissy was watching us both. But Ruth was watching my hand rub furiously over Bellas pussy and she was smiling. 
I leant in close to Bella’s ear.
“moan louder, and fucking smile” she did as she was told and Chrissy spoke up. “what are you doing with Bella daddy” 
“it looks fun” Ruth added before I’d answered Chrissy. 
“I was helping Bella get that nice feeling in here” I pushed my fingers in between Bella pussy lips and Chrissy looked down for the first time. 
“why is Bella cryng” Chrissy asked. “maybe you can hop out just until Bella feels all happy again Then maybe you can come back in” Chrissy nodded and walked towards the door. “c’mon Ruthy let’s go back to my room ” Chrissy asked. 
“Ina minute Chrissy. I’ll catch up.” 
Bella hung her head.
“what can I help you with Ruthy” I asked smiling at her. My hand was still rubbing Bella and small moans were escaping. Ruthy just kept watching. 
“can I um maybe touch it” she asked shyly. 
“what” Bella asked alarmed. 
“if that’s ok. Ive never touched one with hair.” 
Now I could help but smile. Ruth was maybe 8 tops. Where was this coming from. 
“of course, Bella doesn’t mind do you Bella?” I placed my hand under her throat as I said this all she did was shake her head, I nodded at Ruth to continue. 
She got down on her knees and pushed one fingers into the hair then pulled down Bella’s lips. She was smiling when she looked up at me. 
“it’s all warm and gooey” 
Then her finger found its way down to mine and she pushed inside Bella along my finger. She never took her eyes off me. 
At that moment I realized I was being seduced by a child.  And to be honest I wanted that girl alone with me but I knew I should just get rid of her for a while. 
“okay sweetheart. Back to Chrissy.” I’ll come see you once I’m finished here” she nodded and stood but didn’t move. 
I wondered how far this little girl would go. 
I stood and told Bella to lay in the bed. She stood and walk over knowing by now there was no point in defying me. 
Ruth never took her eyes off me as I positioned Bella how I wanted and spread open her legs wide. 
“off you go princess. This is grown up stuff now. Your just a little girl” she turned and headed towards the door looking rather upset. Then stopped and turned back. 
I locked eyes with her as I removed my top then my shorts. Leaving me completely naked with they hard cock sticking straight up in front of me. 
I walked towards the bed. Bella tended. I checked to make sure Ruth seen the next bit. 
Ruth was captivated. I leant down and licked softly between Bella’s pussy lips. 
I heard both Bella’s and Ruth’s breath catch in their throats. 
Bella moaned as Chrissy asked 
“what does that feel like”
“it feels wonderful for a girl Ruthy baby” I got up from the bed and walked towards Ruth naked. She was wearing a top and a short little frilly skirt. 
She smiled up at me as I stopped I front of her
“now darling I told you this was adult time. Your not an adult yet princess” I took a risk and reached down to her thigh. Her smile didn’t waver. I moved up further until my hand was sliding under the hem of her skirt, she moved forward a little and lifted onto her toes. I ran my fingers lightly up the inside of her thigh then took a deep breath moved over to feel her tiny fanny covered in little knickers. But there wasn’t any knickers to feel. She mustn’t have put them back on or maybe hadn’t worn any. 
So My hand rubbed up on her child sized fanny making her giggle and me start to sweat. 
“you’ll be a big girl like Bella soon sweetheart just go play with Chrissy for a while so I can finish playing with Bella. Then maybe we can play”
She smiled and left. I closed the door behind her. 
“wow Bella, you may have some competition”  I laughed. 
Bella just stared past me. I couldn’t be fucked with her bullshit right now I needed a beer. 
BELLA
It was a new disgusting low. And what was wrong with ruth. 
Dad just got up and left. I can’t move. I’m tired. I’m scared. And I’m over it all. I roll over and look for dads old stash of alcohol under the bed. There. Vodka. 
I unscrew the top and take a long drink. 
God what was Ruth teaching my sister. Why was this happening. 
Another long skull. 
I can feel it going to my head fast. 
I sit up. The pillow dad had me on is lying at the end of the end. I pick it up. It’s still wet. 
I glance at the closed door then rise up onto my knees and stuff the pillow between my legs pushing my pussy into the side. 
I start riding it slowly at first until I feel the wetness return to my pussy. Then i get faster riding it more like a cowboy now. My nearly full bottle of vodka is now nearly empty but I’m happy. I can’t remember why I was angry. This feels good. I lean back over the side of the bed swapping my now empty bottle for a half full one that was there. 
Then I mount my pillow again and away I go. 
My bottle gets lighter and so do I. 
My free hand finds my clit. 
It’s feels great. 
My vision is a little blurred but I can still see. I can feel myself getting closer. I bucked and moan. Then collapse back Ina heap on my fathers bed. 
After a few minutes I decide to get up and wind up landing on my face in the floor. I notice my nearly empty bottle and finish that off before attempting to stand again. 
I didn’t think I’d make it to the door. 
I lay there on the floor for a while thinking. 
Then I suddenly remembered Chrissy. I stood slowly. I had to go make sure she was ok. 
I passed my own room. Empty. Then Chrissy’s room. Also empty. Whe I got the kitchen I found Chrissy up at the bench. She looked upset. I could tell she had been crying. I froze. What if dad had hurt her. It would be all my fault. I decided there and then that I would whatever I had to to protect Chrissy. 
I moved toward her slowly. Then realised I was still only wearing a singlet top. I pulled it down enough to cover my pussy. 
“Chrissy , sweetie what’s wrong?” 
“it doesn’t matter” she snapped at me. 
“Chrissy you can tell me anything.”
“dad cares about you more, loved you more” she choked up a bit. 
“no he doesn’t bub. I promise. He loves you more than anything.”
“no he doesn’t he even likes Ruthy more!” she screamed at me. 
Ruthy. Shit I forgot about her. Where was she. Where was dad?
“what do u mean, where are they anyway” 
“they are in the den, daddy took us in there so we could watch some more movies with him. And then Ruth asked if she could sit on his knee” she was sobbing now “and daddy said yes but when I asked he told me to wait. When I asked again he yelled at me and told me to come inside”
She ran over and gave me a cuddle. 
I know There was a thousand other questions I should have asked, but the first thing that came to my head came out “what was on the movies Chrissy?” 
” lots of stuff. Mainly movies about little girls who are really good and help there daddy’s , daddy said the girls were all having lots of fun, I liked the movies” she looked at me with tears in her eyes. 
“oh sweetheart. They aren’t movies for kids. You shouldn’t be watching them. Why don’t you go play in your room and I’ll go get Ruth” I asked. 
“I don’t want to play with Ruth anymore. I want her to go home!” Chrissy yelled back as he stomped to her room. I heard the door slam. I was just happy she was safe. 
BILL
I took both girls to the den so they could see some more movies. 
The first one was of 2 little girls playing with each other while a man sat and watched. 
And yes I was trying to make it a reality. I kept making comment but it seemed only Ruthy got the hint. I watched her try and put her hand between Chrissy’s legs. But Chrissy moved. Ruth tried 3 more times each time kooky at me after Chrissy moved away I nodded trying to tell her to try again. 
Then Ruth asked to sit on my knee. I remembered the no panties thing and quickly agreed to it. 
She got straight up and I didn’t have to do a thing she started grinding. Chrissy kept asking to get up and I kept telling her to wait then I snapped. I told her to go inside and wait there. 
Now It was just me and Ruthy. It was strange though. I was used to having to force Bella and part of me enjoyed that.  But I didn’t need that with Ruth. 
“can you please put your hand on there again please” she half turned to ask.  How could I say no to that. 
“oh of course I will sweetheart, you can call me daddy if you want” 
She jumped off and for a second I thought I blew it but all she did was squeal “daddy really that’s so cool I don’t have a daddy, but now I do” she climbed back up this time facing me and started back up running on me. I moved my thumb to her fanny and rubbed lightly. 
“Ruthy baby”
“yes daddy”
“do you want to try something new with your new daddy”
She nodded eagerly “ok daddy”
I slid her off me, and yes sold was the right word she was bloody wet for an eight year old. 
“put your mouth around daddys cock”
She nodded and got staright to it. 
Oh my fucking god. She was sucking like a pro. It took all my willpower not to ram her head down my cock but I knew she wouldn’t be able to. O and on she went getting new in her mouth than I thought possible. When I finally blew my load I pulled her back and shot it all over her face. 
“baby have you don’t that before”
She smiled shyly and replied “lots of times. Mummy’s boyfriend showed me how”
I was gob smacked. “what?”
“um yea I do it for Danny sometimes”
“does your mother know” 
“yes she watches”

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Tender Love

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Being mommy for daddy

 
Being Mommy for Daddy
 
 The experience yeasterday had given her confidence. More confidence to do what she had been longing to for some time now.
This time, Nikki did not feel the need to take things slow. She led her father into the bathroom, turned him around, and stripped his robe off. Simple as that. She was in control now. She knew it and he knew it.
“Daddy, do you have to pee? If you do, why don’t you do it now while I go and get the plastic to wrap your hands in.” With that, she lifted the toilet seat for him. She took a quick look at his limp penis. She knew today would be the day, She was going to take the next major step toward her goal of making love to her father. Today, she was going to suck his dick.
Something occurred to Ralph. “Where’s Marsha?”
“She’s still asleep, Daddy. You know Marsha.” Nikki looked at her father, and he seemed to believe the little lie she just told him. In reality, Marsha was wide awake, waiting for her cue.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes, Daddy. Then I’ll start the water for you.” She gave her naked father a quick hug and a kiss on her cheek and left him standing there nude while she went to take care of the preparations. Walking briskly down the hall, she poked her head into her bedroom where Marsha was waiting.
“Everything’s set. Do me a favor. Reach into the middle drawer of my dresser and pull out that black bikini on the right. Please?” Then she rushed downstairs to get the plastic and tape and returned to her room.
“This time,” she said to Marsha, “I’m getting in the shower with him.” She put the plastic and tape down on her bed and began to take her nightgown and panties off to change into the bikini. Marsha couldn’t help but notice that as Nikki removed her nightie, her 18 year old friend’s nipples were erect. Nikki must really be turned on by the thought of what was awaiting her down the hall in her father’s bathroom.
Nikki began to put the sexy bikini on. She stepped into the bottoms. They were a little tight since she had gotten it as a birthday present from her Aunt Geraldine last May. Nikki had developed some since then, and when she had finally pulled the bottoms all the way up she discovered that they were very tight in the crotch. Dry, they emphasized her pussy mound, making it more predominant. Nikki could only imagine what they will look like to her father when they are wet. Then she put the bikini top on. That, too, was now smaller. Her boobs had grown more, as well, and she was barely able to attach the clasp in front between her titties. The top pushed her breasts up a little, creating quite an impressive cleavage for such a young teenager. The top half of her breasts were fully exposed, right to the edge of her nipples. Now she was ready.
Nikki picked up the tape and plastic. “Remember,” she said to Marsha, “wait until you hear the water running in the shower. I’ll leave the bathroom door open a little bit so you can watch, okay?” She started to leave, then turned around and said, “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck,” said Marsha.
Nikki took a deep breath before entering the bathroom. As she walked in, her father was still waiting, obviously self-conscious, with his hands – still in casts – in front of him, covering his groin. When he saw Nikki, dressed only in her bikini, he nearly gasped. Little by little, Ralph was beginning to come to the realization that his little girl was nearly a woman. And in that bikini, she was nearly naked. As Nikki began to wrap his arms in the plastic to protect the casts from the water, Ralph looked his sweet little daughter over. Ralph flashed back on the first time he had ever seen Nikki’s mother naked. That seemed so long ago and yet he could still picture how she looked. Nikki’s mother was just a few years older than Nikki is now when Ralph was first treated to the sight of her nude body. It occurred to Ralph that Nikki’s body was a slightly smaller dupilcate of her mother’s. True, Nikki’s tits were not as big and her hips were smaller, but it was practically the same body. She had the same gorgeous skin tone as her Mom and her facial features just added to the effect. So many memories flooded Ralph’s mind as he stared at his virgin daughter’s body. He remembered that special evening when he took Nikki’s mother’s virginity. The way her body looked as she lay in bed next to him as he sucked on her nipples, caressing her all over, letting his fingers roam down to her pussy, filling her vagina with his fingers. He remembered how tight her pussy was. It had to be the tightest pussy he had ever known. Then he found himself wondering if Nikki’s little virginal hole was as tight as her mother’s was. Ralph’s memories were so vivid, he wasn’t aware that Nikki was standing in front of him, trying to finish waterproofing his arms and hands. He also wasn’t aware that while his daughter had been wrapping his arms in the plastic, his cock had become erect from thinking back to earlier times and remembering the only woman he had ever loved. He looked down at Nikki and saw that she had her eyes on his cock. Unlike last time, Nikki made no move to disguise her interest in his organ. She looked up at her father and gave him a sly smile.
“Nikki, I’m sorry, it’s happening again.” Ralph could not believe that his cock was betraying him again. He had just begun to imagine his daughter’s tight little pussy and now he had a hard-on, and she was staring straight at it. How could she possibly miss it? But he was really curious about that smile on her face. She wasn’t embarassed in the least, he thought. She seems to like looking at it.
“Daddy. You don’t need to apologize or be embarassed. Not after yesterday.” She paused, letting him think back to what had happened just yesterday morning. She didn’t want to be too bold, but she wanted her words and intents to be as clear to her father as possible. “Actually, Daddy,” she said, looking him in the eye, “I think it’s kind of a compliment. You were looking at me, weren’t you? And then your cock got hard while you were checking me out, right?”
Ralph was taken aback. His daughter had just asked him if she was turning him on. And she called his penis a “cock” and this was really a surprise; he didn’t know she even knew that word. How could he respond to that question? He couldn’t admit it was true, could he? Would she think he was sick and perverted if he admitted to her that she was right? Her young body was turning him on. He knew it no matter how hard he tried to deny it to himself. His daughter was turning him on. But he could not bring himself to tell her.
“Actually, honey, I was thinking of your mother. She was so beautiful, and I guess I just got excited thinking about her, and I…”
“Daddy, do I look like Mommy? Am I as beautiful as she was?” Nikki looked seductively at her Daddy.
Ralph saw a gleam in her eye. He must be imagining this, he thought. Could his little girl be flirting with him, he wondered.
“Nikki…sweetie…you are just as beautiful as your Mom. You remind me of her in so many ways.”
“Maybe I’m even more like her than you think,” she said, lowering her eyes to take another look at his massive erection. “Let’s get in the shower, Daddy.”
Ralph was beside himself, confused, totally unsure of what was happening. If this were any other woman, it would be clear to him that he was being seduced. But this was his daughter. Was she trying to seduce him?
“C’mon, Daddy,” she said, interrupting his thoughts, “into the shower.” She pulled back the curtain, and held him by his arm to help him get into the tub. What she really wanted to do was to hold him by the dick, but she had time for that. Soon, she’d be holding it in the warm confines of her mouth.
When Ralph was in the shower, Nikki reached over to the faucet to turn on the water, adjusting the temperature for her father. It was a little hotter than yesterday. Perfect. Nikki checked to see that the bathroom door was open enough for Marsha to see. Nikki could not see her friend, but she knew that Marsha would be there, watching. Then she stepped into the shower behind her father, but left the shower curtain half-open so Marsha would be able to see.
Ralph stood under the spray of the shower, facing away from her, as Nikki reached for a bar of soap and lathered up her hands. Then, she began to rub her father’s back, slowly and sensuously. Her hands began to knead and massage her Daddy’s muscles, trying to coax him into relaxing. She could tell he was tense but, surprisingly, not as tense as yesterday.
Her fingers pressed against his back, rubbing firmly, as he stood there allowing his daughter to please him and tease him. He now allowed himself to admit, at least to himself, that he was enjoying being touched by his own daughter. There was still something that felt forbidden about this, but there was also something compelling him to just let things happen the way they were going to happen. Nikki’s hands felt so good, rubbing the length of his back. He remembered how good those same hands felt yesterday when they were rubbing the length of his cock. And now, his cock was fully erect again, and he wanted to feel her hands stroking it again. Would she do it again with him having to ask, he wondered. She did promise that she wouldn’t allow him to cum on her again. After all, that was such a disgusting thing for him to do yesterday. No, he thought, she’ll keep her promise. She always did. She wasn’t going to stroke him this time, and he wasn’t about to ask. This is crazy, he told himself. I cannot have my daughter catering to my sexual urges.
But Nikki had her mind made up. Yes, she had promised not to let him cum on her again, she thought. But she had other plans for her Daddy’s cum. Nikki looked over her shoulder toward the door, and could just make out the figure of Marsha standing near the door, peeking inside watching her very best friend wash her father.
Marsha got her first chance to see Nikki’s father standing there naked. She had not yet seen his butt and now there it was, just ten feet away. She watched Nikki’s soapy hand rub her father’s butt, soaping it up, her fingers rubbing between those muscular cheeks. It seemed to her that Nikki’s father actually thrust his butt back, relaxing his butt muscles to let Nikki’s fingers have greater access to his ass. And Nikki seemed to take the hint, soaping that crevice, washing away any filth that might be there.
Nikki knew that the time had come to make her move. She finished washing the back of his legs and stood up. Reaching in front of her she unhooked her bikini top, took it off, and tossed it on the bathroom floor. She rubbed her father’s neck for a minute, then soaped her hands again. Reaching under his arms, she put her arms around her Daddy and began to rub the lather all around his chest, hugging him and rubbing her young teenaged breasts against his back. Nikki soaped up her father’s chest, and rubbed the soap on his nipples.
Ralph was growing more aware of his daughter’s loving attention to his body. He could feel her pressed against him, her young titties against his back, but not realizing she had rid herself of the bikini top. Her fingers felt so good as they stroked his nipples in a circular fashion. He looked down at his cock, pointing upward, throbbing. He hoped that if she was not going to jerk him off like yesterday, the least she would do would be to stroke it and let him feel those dainty, delicate fingers wrapped around his cock one more time.
Nikki continued rubbing her Daddy’s chest. Then, she asked him a question. “Daddy?
When Mom was alive, were you happy? I mean, you and Mom?”
“Yes, sweetie. We were very happy. I know I was, and I’m sure she was, too.”
“And were things good for both of you?”
“I’m not sure what you mean, honey. I told you we were happy.”
“I mean, about sex and stuff…was it good for the two of you?
This got Ralph’s attention in a big way.
Nikki now let her hands drop to her father’s tummy and below. The sensation of her hands so close to his cock made it twitch.
Ralph tried to ignore the question. But Nikki persisted. “Was sex good for you and Mom, Daddy?”
“I don’t think that’s a question you should be asking, honey…it’s too personal,” he answered her, but finding words more difficult to form as her hands dipped even lower.
“Did you and Mom take showers together, Daddy, like this?” Her fingers move down another inch or two, brushing against his pubic hair.
Ralph was trembling with excitement now, his knees knocking, his self-control waning.
Nikki could feel her pussy getting wet, and not just from the shower. Out in the bedroom. Marsha was watching the scene in the shower. Though she could not see Nikki’s hands or her father’s dick, she could imagine what was going on. Her own young pussy was getting wet, and without thinking she lifted her nighty and dropped her fingers down into her panties, seeking out her throbbing clit.
Ralph struggled to stay in control, answering the question his beautiful young daughter had posed. “Yes…baby…we took showers together.”
Then, Nikki reached down and took her Daddy’s engorged dick in her hands and began to stroke it with her soapy hands. Her father not only stiffened at his daughter’s touch, but he moaned, audibly. A jolt of sexual electricity shot through Nikki’s body all the way down to her clit when she heard her Daddy’s lusty groan come from deep within his throat. Marsha, meanwhile, had dropped her panties to her ankles, and rubbed her pussy frantically when she heard that manly, sexy sound fill the air.
“Daddy? Did Mom wash you like this…the way I’m washing you now?”
Ralph was finding it harder and harder to stand up straight and braced himself against the wall. “Uh huh.”
Nikki applied more pressure to his swollen dick with her right hand, stroking it back and forth, while her left hand reached under and cupped his balls.
“Did it feel good when she did this?”
“Uh huh,” Ralph moaned.
“Does it feel good when I do this?” she asked, stroking a little faster now.
“Oh, God. Yes, baby.”
Nikki stood up, placed her hands on her father’s shoulders, and began to turn him around slowly. His eyes were closed, but there was a look of pained ecstasy on his face. Nikki looked down at his dick which was rigid and pointed almost straight up, even more than it had done yesterday. At the door, Marsha gasped, and had to cover her mouth with her free hand when she saw Ralph’s enormous cock right in front of Nikki’s half naked body. It looked even bigger than it did last night. If Nikki’s gonna suck that, she thought, it won’t be easy with the state it was in.
Ralph’s eyes were still closed.
“Daddy?”, said Nikki, very softly and gently.
Ralph opened his eyes and saw Nikki standing there, her breasts exposed to him. She took her breasts in her hands and held them up for his inspection.
“Did Mom have breasts like these?”
All he could do was nod his head. His body shook all over from the overwhelming feeling he got from looking at his daughter’s naked breasts right before his eyes. His cock jumped, calling attention to itself.
Nikki looked down at her Daddy’s dick, larger than she had seen it before, and she sank to her knees in front of him.
“And Daddy? Did Mom ever suck your dick…like this?” And with those words, Nikki opened her mouth wide, and let the head of her Daddy’s erect cock slide in as she leaned toward it.
“Uhhhnnnnnn…,” was the sound that escaped from Ralph as he felt his cock being engulfed by his own little girl. Her warm, moist mouth had surrounded the head of his cock nearly causing him to lose his balance.
Marsha was going crazy watching that huge pole in her friend’s mouth as she remembered how the night before she had felt it pass her lips for those few brief seconds she had felt that giant cock in her mouth.
And Nikki was in heaven. She had her lips wrapped around the head of her Daddy’s dick. She was sucking her Daddy’s dick. And he liked it. She backed off for just a second and looked up at him. He looked down at her.
“Sweetie…we shouldn’t be doing…” but that’s all he could say as Nikki plunged down on his dick, opening her mouth wider, trying to accommodate more of his erect dick. This time her father groaned loudly as he felt her mouth take in more of his cock. She was only able to take in half of its length, but that was more than enough to please Ralph. It had been so long that a woman had sucked his cock, and the feeling of his daughter’s hot mouth around his erection made him shudder in delight.
“Mmmmmmm….,” Nikki purred, tasting her Daddy’s dick. Instinctively, Nikki began to swirl her tongue around and around the head of her father’s cock, while her lips formed a tight, wet seal around its circumfrence. Slowly and deliberately, her head moved up and down from the head of his dick to as far down the shaft she could go before her mouth was full of his enormous organ. Nikki held her father’s cock in her mouth, continuing to move back and forth, licking and sucking causing her Daddy to moan and groan, louder and louder. With her right hand, she stroked the rest of his dick as her left hand traced little circles around his balls with her fingertips.
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” said Ralph, as Nikki began to bob her head up and down on his cock.
This was wrong, he knew. He should not be letting his young daughter suck his cock. But his rigid member was being gently and lovingly licked by Nikki’s mouth. Not even Nikki’s mother, after several years of marriage, had the oral skills that his virginal little girl seemed to have naturally. He looked down at her as she continued to bathe his penis with her tongue, massaging the shaft with her lips, plunging over and over again on his erection. He looked at her cheeks, drawn in as she sucked him, her head bobbing at a steadily-quickening pace. She opened her eyes and they looked at each other. Each could read the lust in each other’s eyes as Nikki’s mouth worked its magic on her Daddy’s dick. Ralph wanted to come, and Nikki wanted him to come – right in her mouth.
Nikki took her mouth off her father’s cock. “Daddy? I love you so much. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Nikki went right back to sucking his dick as Ralph stared down in amazement. His innocent little woman-child of a daughter had just invited him to unload in her mouth. He wasn’t sure he could do it. Shoot his cum in his daughter’s mouth? Could he let go in her mouth, filling it with his hot semen, blasting off and shooting his jism down her young throat?
Nikki gave him little time to think about it. With the water from the shower head spraying on both of them, Nikki began her push towards her final reward. Taking a deep breath, Nikki began to pull out all the stops in order to bring her father to orgasm.
From the bedroom peeking through the crack in the bathroom door, Marsha watched as Nikki began to bob her head like crazy, up and down, up and down, rapidly on her father’s cock. Marsha was frigging her clit like a madwoman, trying to get off as she watched her best friend giving her father a blowjob. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Nikki’s mouth, stretched to the limit around her father’s dick, sliding up and down, faster and faster. She could see Nikki’s father, straining to come.
Ralph no longer cared about conventional wisdom or what society thought about incest. All he cared about what coming. Now.
And Nikki was lost in another world. Any discomfort she might have felt about her mouth being stuffed by her father’s huge dick didn’t matter. She would not be denied the fruit of her labor. This was the moment.
She picked up the pace of her movements. Her head bobbed frantically, her lips squeezing his dick, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, faster and faster, faster and faster,while her fingers tickled his scrotal sac which she could feel tightening. Her father moaned and groaned and then, he grunted, his hips pushing forward another inch into Nikki’s mouth. With his cock aimed right at her tiny throat, he came.
The first blast went right down her gullet at lightning speed. This was followed by a long stream of pearly white semen, filling her mouth, making her cheeks puff out with the volume. Nikki struggled hard to keep his dick as well as all that cum in her mouth. She swallowed hard, forcing the load down her throat. She backed off a bit, continuing to stroke the head of his cock with her lips, causing yet more of his sweet cum to spew into her mouth, then another shot.
In the hallway, Marsha witnessed Nikki’s father last grunt, and knew he was coming in Nikki’s mouth. The moment she saw him unload his sperm in her mouth, Marsha came, her right hand stroking her engorged clit, her left hand pinching her nipple. She toppled over as she came, but kept the rubbing motion going, trying hard not to cry out as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She quickly recovered, knowing that the show was almost over, and stumbled out of the bedroom trying to pull up her panties as she made her way back to Nikki’s room.
Now, Ralph was shooting the last few spurts on cum in his daughter’s mouth. Nikki tried not to immediately swallow the last of his jism. When the last drops dribbled out of his cock into her mouth, his legs buckled and he collapsed. He was able to stop the full impact of his fall by grabbing the shower curtain, but he eventually pulled it loose off the rod and tumbled down on top of Nikki.
Nikki wrapped her arms around her Daddy’s waist and prevented him from further hurting his wrists by cushioning most of the force of his fall. For minutes, both father and daughter were too exhausted to move. Ralph lay there on top of Nikki, panting. She lay beneath him, swirling his hot come in her mouth, enjoying its sweet/salty taste and its creamy texture. Then, and only then, did she swallow his cum.
For a minute they held each other, laying perfectly still. Nikki’s father finally lifted his head and looked at his beautiful daughter.
“I love you, honey,” he told her.
And then he kissed her.

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