บททั้งหมดของ “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

[Departure.]I awoke the morning of my departure lying alone in my father's bed. And I felt completely and utterly sated. Smiling to myself, I mused over the night before. Never had I ever had such an explosive orgasm. My body was still tingling from it. Taking a few minutes to bask in the warmth of that memory, I finally forced myself up.Tiptoeing to my dad's bedroom door, I listened. It sounded like at least one of my sisters was in the bathroom, probably taking a shower. Still naked, I opened the door a crack and peered out. Nobody was in sight. As quietly as I could, I snuck out of my father's room. I made it to the basement door without being seen and then fled downstairs. I was grinning by the time I walked into my bedroom, the thrill of almost getting caught making me feel naughty.As quickly as I could, I piled my clothes in my suitcase and then went upstairs and took a fast shower. I would have enjoyed relaxing under the hot water for much longer, but it was already after se

But I finally came to terms with what I had done. Having a very busy class schedule helped. And for the next three months, other than that first week, I barely had time to even think about my summer. I did text my dad a few times that fall, but our conversations felt almost formal. We didn't talk about anything of much importance or even interest. It was mainly me asking how the girls were doing. Monica let her grades slip a little at the start of the new school year, but by the time December rolled around, she had them all back up to nearly perfect. I was happy about that, even if I worried that I was partly to blame for her rocky start.In November, I booked my flight home. Then just a few weeks later, my semester came to an end and it was time to get on a plane again. My last day of school was a Friday, a week before Christmas. My flight wasn't until Sunday to give myself a day to rest after the stress of finals week. I was glad for it, honestly. I packed before going to bed Saturd

"Gracie?" Monica's familiar voice reached my ears and my entire universe went completely and utterly silent. Footsteps on my father's carpet announced that she had stepped into the room. Then she whispered another word, "Daddy??"Slowly, I turned my head until I was staring at my younger sister. Her eyes were wide in shock and her mouth was hanging open. She wasn't stupid. She knew exactly what she was witnessing. As I stared at her, the color drained from her face and then she whispered as she started shaking her head, "I didn't believe Ally when she told me..." She trailed off, not saying anything else.Monica's eyes lifted up and locked onto mine. She had a look of betrayal in them. They started to glisten and she turned away. Then she fled."Fuck," I cursed. I could still feel my father's extremely hot penis lying bare against my labia. And we were both still breathing heavily. Despite the intrusion, I was still so intoxicated with arousal that I knew if I simply lifted myself and

"They want to be together, Ally," Monica had said. Then she leaned closer to her sister and said quietly, "You know, like boyfriend and girlfriend."Ally's face twisted and compressed like a prune. At first I thought she was going to say it was weird or gross or something. But then she started grinning. At me. Next she threw her arms around me, laughing right in my ear as she whispered, "I always thought of you as my mom anyway, the way you took care of me!"I couldn't help but grin and hug her back. She was so adorable. And accepting. From that moment on, I knew that I would always have both of my sisters' unconditional love, no matter what happened. They were happy that I seemed happy and that was enough.I spent a lot of time with my sisters that week and I purposely avoided going to see my dad. I wanted to make sure everything was "cool" before pursuing our relationship again. By the end of the week, Monica seemed to be pretty ok with things. Ally was easy and required very little

He took one step toward me and then our faces connected. His mouth was on mine, kissing me with a passion that made it impossible to catch my breath. Our tongues danced back and forth. And then he was tugging at my shirt. His movements were rough and feral and a second later, I heard the fabric make an audible tear. My shirt fell away, leaving my chest bare. I slid my hands to the hem of his shirt and lifted frantically. He helped and then yanked it off over his head. Then his lips mashed against mine once more. I was moaning into him.Next we both went for the other's pants at the same time, squatting down in unison. When we stood back up, we were both naked except for his socks. I hadn't worn any or else I would still have them on, too. But none of that mattered anymore. I felt his hands wrap around onto my bare back and then slide down to my ass. He squeezed my cheeks, pulling me closer. I felt a gush of liquid ooze from my pussy. His tongue slid into my mouth, our lips still openi