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kbate said I had to write another installment, so here it is. I'm really wondering how it will be received, in particular the anal sex (new for me) and the haunting ending. It picks up right where Ripples 2 leaves off.
Ripples 1 - http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=239189
Ripples 2 - http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=243079
Thanks for those who give it a look and comment!
RIPPLES ON A POND CH. 03:
CONFRONTATIONS
By AsylumSeeker
Description: Tina comes to terms with her past and present
Butch maintained his outward cool as rage boiled beneath the surface. The drive home seemed to take forever. He glanced over at Tina repeatedly, angry at her controlling reaction to his being assaulted. He was the one that got kicked! All Butch wanted to do was defend himself. Why couldn't she see that simple fact? Kevin kicked him for no good reason. Carrie was leading him on; it was only a matter of time before she started getting into it. That little bitch ruined everything, and for no reason at all!
Tina's mind was churning too. Seeing her younger brother in such an uncontrollable rage was frightening for her. She hated to see him become the same type of abusive man as her father had been. She was so scared when she stepped between Kevin and Butch. She had no idea how her brother would react. But she couldn't bear the thought of anyone else being victimized by her father's evil shadow.
There were so many things they both wanted to say, but inside a moving vehicle was no place for a continuance of their earlier confrontation. Tina had already decided she couldn't continue her casual physical relationship with Butch. He had grown possessive of her and was both unwilling and unable to control his emotions. She didn't know how or when to tell him that. She was secretly hoping it might be a mutual decision.
She carefully guided the vehicle onto the left side of the driveway, set the parking break, and killed the lights and engine. They both emerged from the vehicle and kept quiet until after they entered the house. Once the door was closed and locked, Butch followed his sister into the kitchen.
"What the hell was that all about?" he angrily inquired.
"Yeah, I'd like to ask you the same question, Butch! What you did was so wrong! What were you thinking?" Tina challenged her brother.
"She was making moves on me! You weren't there to see it all," he answered in frustration. "Carrie was getting into it. A few more minutes and it would've been cool. Kevin ruined if for me.”
She sighed in frustration. “Kevin…”
"Fuck Kevin!" he shouted, feeling alienated from his best and practically only friend. "Or is that what you two were doing out there?"
"I won't lie, I wanted to," she confessed. "I felt a connection with him that I haven't found with anyone else. But he didn't want to. He said it wasn't right, that I should be spending more time with you. He was defending you! And at the same time you were…"
Butch's tensed body calmed. His stern gaze dropped in shame to the stained tile floor. His shoulders slumped in defeat. He shook his head in utter disbelief as he realized his suspicions were unfounded. What had he done?
Tina saw a drop of moisture splatter on the tile at his feet. She glanced at the counter behind him, instinctively looking for the source of the leak. When several more drops followed, it suddenly occurred to her that Butch was crying. She hadn't seen him do that for years, not since the last beating he'd endured at the hands of their father.
As much as she hated some of the things he did, Tina still loved the boy she'd grown up with. Her maternal instincts surfaced. She closed the distance between them and took Butch into her arms. He placed his head on her left shoulder and quietly wept. She held him the same way as she used to, when they huddled at the back of a dark closet dodging the wrath of their vengeful dad.
She'd always been strong and defiant. But Butch was born weaker, and she'd protected him with a mother's fierce and determined love in a home where no mom existed. It was that love which again surfaced and drove her to comfort him in this devastating time of emotional need.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered in a broken voice.
"Carrie needs to hear those words," Tina said in a soft, compassionate voice. "She must be so scared right now. My heart goes out to you both."
"I don't know how to fix this," he finally admitted. He felt at a complete loss. His dad had taught him to control women through pain and their fear of it. This was far beyond that scope.
"We have to start with us," she began, deciding this was the best time to talk about their relationship. "We can't keep doing what we've been doing, Butch. This has to stop. And you need to find a loving relationship with somebody else. What we have just won't work forever."
"But I love you," he again professed.
"Love isn't always sex. You can love a person without getting hard."
In a brief moment of humorous clarity, Butch glanced down. Her gaze followed his. The front of his pants was sticking out as his erect penis impatiently throbbed within.
"Okay, so maybe you can't separate those two concepts yet," she said with a laugh. "But you really have to work on it. Promise me that."
Butch laughed through his tears. "I can't help it."
"Just because you're hard doesn't mean we're going to bed," she reminded him. Yet at the same time her left hand reached down and rubbed on the front of his crotch.
Her attempts to seduce Kevin had gotten her aroused, and he'd left her in that condition. She could still feel the wetness between her thighs. Touching Butch's swollen prick felt so good. Thinking of it pumping into her center filled her with a strong sexual yearning. She knew that sex tonight would make it even more difficult to break things off with him, but Tina was desperate.
"This is the last time!" she warned.
"Yeah, I know," Butch replied, realizing that she spoke the words more for her own benefit than for his.
At that moment her heart soared with love and affection for her brother. Despite his despicable actions she loved him more than ever, and frantically desired his body. She pushed him back against the counter and sank to her knees. Her fingers skillfully lowered the zipper and popped open the fastener of his pants. After dropping the front of his white briefs, his penis excitedly appeared. The round tip glistened with wetness, its elongated slit seeping with a hint of milky seed. Tina's mouth watered.
After shifting her long black hair behind her shoulders, her head leaned forward. She pushed his cock between her compressed cherry lips and filled her hot oral cavity with the pulsating shaft. Embraced in wet heat and insistent sucking, Butch softly sighed and tensed in sheer delight. Tina savored her brother's distinctive flavor. She couldn't recall any two men tasting the same, nor two women for that matter. Everyone was the same, but yet oh so different.
"I could swear you're bigger than you've ever been," she commented after she gagged while trying to deep-throat his stem. "Either that or I'm losing my touch."
"I love you so much," he admitted, his voice cracking as if on the verge of tears for a second time. "I never thanked you for everything you've done for me. I don't know what I would have done without you."
Tina listened to his heart-wrenching confession. She always knew how he felt, but never heard the words. Tonight they triggered her tears. As the salty orbs of moisture ran down her cheeks, she devoured his penis more eagerly than ever before. Her heart sang with joy. Every beat was a celebration of their special relationship that very nearly ended earlier that evening. Her desire for her younger brother was stronger, as if the healing wounds of their conflict strengthened their underlying relationship.
As the mass of his cock throbbed against her tongue and the roof of her mouth, she thought about the many meaningless sexual relationships she'd had. Did she really like Kevin, or had she seduced him once and tried again because she was jealous of the relationship Butch had with him? She never had a best friend. Watching the two of them being completely comfortable with each other, whether they were throwing a football, partying, or just hanging out at the pond filled her with such jealousy.
She was desperate to experience such a deep-rooted friendship. She knew each and every one of Butch's buttons. Hell, she'd practically raised him herself. Tina could push them with ease. Was it her jealousy that had triggered his? Was she so hungry for a loving and accepting friendship that she'd destroyed his in the process? Tina's heart filled with guilt as she struggled with the truth. Had she subconsciously triggered his rage through her thoughts and actions?
"I'm so sorry about tonight," Tina revealed as she looked up at him from her submissive position. "I never should've run off with Kevin. I feel so guilty about all this."
"He ran off with you, too," Butch reminded her. "That's okay. It's okay. It'll all be okay."
"Butch, promise me this is over," she pleaded. It was too easy imagining him evening things up with a gun.
"Yeah, I'm good now," he assured her. "It's all over."
"Butch?" she asked suspiciously.
His hands reached down, fingers sifting through the silky soft strands of hair. He flashed a reassuring smile, and then pulled her mouth to his cock again. His form twitched as he returned to its wondrous warmth. Tina had a splendid tongue, and she really knew how to use it. It wasn't always that way, not at first…
… It was a warm, humid summer evening and they were swimming in the family pool. They were playing their own variation of tag to pass the time. He'd just turned eighteen and would be starting his senior year. Kevin had already dropped out the previous year. Tina was waiting on tables at a truck stop not far away and was quickly adding to her college savings account. She'd soon be gone.
Butch vividly recalled how fantastic she looked in a bikini. Her slender, athletic body was bronzed to perfection. That whole summer she wore tanning oil and always had that tropical scent on her glistening skin. Her skimpy white suit showed more than it covered, and emphasized every curve and bump. Her firm, jiggling breasts bounced behind the small cups of fabric, and the large nipples poked through as if straining for freedom. She had stunning eyes, a cute face, and a very sexy smile. She was a tempting package for any warm-blooded male. And when his eyes were lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her ass or crotch, it was simply breath-taking.
At twenty her hormones were raging, but she didn't have a boyfriend and only dated on occasion. Maybe that was why it happened. Butch could only guess. He was just glad that it did.
The game became frisky, and each time one tagged the other it turned into a wrestling match of sorts. All lubed up on tanning oil, she was tough to hold onto. When he managed to wrap his arms around her slender waist she struggled with the intensity of a pro wrestler. Tina squealed as her squirming body tried to break free. Many times his arms slipped. He could feel her quaking breasts rubbing against his forearms. Or he'd grab a leg and find himself unintentionally rubbing on her crotch. It was easier for his sister to catch him, but when he started to struggle her hands ended up in awkward places too. Before long he was hard and growing embarrassed, but she never teased him. His excitement seemed to draw even more of her attention.
At some point his previously accidental touching became intentional. That was when the game grew heated. They dropped the pretenses and used the physical game as an overt forum for heavy petting. Now his hands briefly squeezed on her luscious mounds, or rubbed on her shapely ass and tempting pussy lips. For her part, when Tina lunged for him, her hands fondled his stiff cock and balls.
After a while they grew breathless, in part from the physical struggle but also from their growing sexual excitement. As Tina sat on his bent knees with the water at her neck, she grasped his waist with her long, shapely legs. They were looking into each other's eyes, with their faces just inches apart. Both were smiling and playfully winking at one another. Butch glanced down at the sight of her perky swells. The nipples were bigger than ever and he could see them through the thin white fabric. She giggled as she watched him staring.
"Have you ever touched a girl?" she asked.
"I've been touching you," he reminded her.
"I don't mean a cheap squeeze, I'm talking about really feeling a girl's bare body,” she explained.
"No."
"I dare you to touch me that way," she tempted him.
"You're my sister," he automatically replied.
"That didn't stop you while we were wrestling," she pointed out. "You're scared, aren't you?"
Butch nervously swallowed. He was scared a little, but he wasn't about to let her think that. He looked down at her breasts. He longed to really feel them. His erect prick pounded and ached. He hesitantly lifted his hands to her chest. He'd secretly wanted this for so long.
"Go on, if you're not a big chicken," Tina challenged him.
She was acting all confident and bold, but on the inside her knotted stomach was doing summersaults. All the playful teasing had her sexually awakened and desiring so much more. Aching, tingling warmth had settled deep inside her lower belly and sat there like a heavy weight. It throbbed with every beat of her racing heart.
Finally his fingers grasped the bottom edge of the bikini top and carefully peeled the fabric up and over both perky swells without touching them. He gazed down at the exposed mounds and hard pink tips through the clear water. They lifted up slightly from her chest and floated, beckoning his attention. He slowly moved his hands palms-up under the surface. The tips of his fingers lightly touched the bottom of the breasts like a scientist exploring a new species of life. After a few moments the fingers and palms moved to the top of the globes as his thumbs supported the bottoms. When he squeezed and the flesh compressed, the nipples were caught in the webbing between his thumbs and index fingers.
Tina's eyes fluttered and she softly moaned. Her reaction bolstered his confidence. Butch began fondling her orbs with passion. Her mouth moved closer and her lips kissed his. Initially he was reluctant, but when the tip of her tongue licked the crevice between his upper and lower lips his mouth opened and welcomed her inside. The wet tendrils nervously embraced for the first time, entwining in heated desire.
Although Butch expected that kissing his sister would be repulsive, it was anything but. For him it was a beautiful and loving experience, an affirmation of his emotional bond with her. As their kissing continued uninterrupted, he felt her fingers caressing his lower belly. His stomach knotted, both frightened and excited. He tensed when the fingers dipped lower, rubbing the skin along the elastic waistband of his trunks. Butch gasped when both hands reached inside.
Butch drew his head back. He looked at Tina's naughty-girl smile and sparkling eyes as her fingers encompassed his stem. He gasped and groaned in amazed delight as he felt her fingers wrapping around his aroused manhood. It was the most incredible sensation he'd ever experienced.
“You don't know what you've been missing, do you?” she whispered in rhetoric.
He was speechless and didn't know how to react. Tina giggled like a girl that knew a secret her brother had no previous knowledge of, and she was about to divulge it. She uncoiled her body from around his and pushed him backwards toward the pool ladder. Tina coaxed him up several steps until his crotch was above the water line. As he silently watched in shocked surprise his sister pulled the front of his trunks down, exposing his prick. Her fingers stroked him, making his penis swell even larger.
Butch wasn't prepared for what she did next. He was incredulous that a girl would do that. But as he looked on, she flashed him a devious grin and then pierced her mouth with his cock. He felt himself being enveloped in wet heat and pressure. His balls tingled with excitement. His body was embraced by overwhelming sensations he had no idea existed. As her mouth moved back and forth the pleasure intensified. His hands grasped the ladder railing and tightened until his knuckles turned white. He gritted his teeth and groaned aloud.
Tina glanced up at him, observing his reaction. Her eyes smiled when she saw the sheer, intense joy on his face. She'd only done it a couple of times and was new to fellatio. But what she may have lacked in experience she more than made up for with enthusiasm. Seeing his reaction encouraged her to suck harder and faster. Her darting tongue eagerly licked his flesh. Before long she felt his body stiffen and knew he was getting close to orgasm.
It took less than two minutes for him to achieve climax that first time with a girl, his sister. He felt the familiar rise of semen, but it was so much more powerful than it was with masturbation. Every muscle in his body tensed; his toes curled. There was an amazing tingling pressure in his gut as the seed moved. Finally his excitement peaked and he ejaculated.
For the first time when giving head Tina's mouth didn't recoil as it was filled with warm, thick, gooey, squirting cum. She deeply loved her brother, an emotion absent with the others. Instead she kept sucking, and he continued ejaculating into her mouth until his balls were drained. The entire time his form twitched and shuddered in joyous delight…
…“I love you so much, Tina,” Butch told her as she used her refined oral skills to please him.
Her adorable eyes glanced up at him and smiled as her mouth showed Butch that she loved him also. As her long, wet tendril hungrily lapped at his pulsating meat and her tightly compressed lips moved up and down the shaft, Tina wanted his stiff prick elsewhere. She yeaned to feel him inside her body.
Her mouth retreated. She wiped away a single pearl-white strand of leaking semen that clung to her lips. “Come on, stud. Let's go to bed.”
He followed Tina to his bedroom. They closed the door and undressed in the darkness. She reached for his hand and, with fingers intertwined, led him to the bed. They slid beneath the covers and warmly embraced face to face, lying on their sides.
“I'm so jealous of the friendship you and Kevin have,” she confessed. “I've watched you two since you met so many years ago in school. I was amazed at how completely comfortable you are around each other. I saw you two playing when you were younger, competing yet helping and encouraging the other at the same time. You've grown so close that now it's like you know what the other is thinking, or feeling. You two share such an incredible bond.”
“You have friends,” he told her.
“Mostly acquaintances, a few friends, but no one I could truly confide in,” she tried to explain to him; growing up without a real mom left a large void in her heart that was impossible to fill. “It's really hard for me to put it into words, but you and Kevin have that. And maybe tonight I was part of the problem, not the solution. I'm really sorry.”
Butch reflected a moment and sighed. “Well, he probably hates me now anyway.”
“You don't lose a friend like that over one mistake,” Tina reassured him in a sweet and supportive voice. “We'll fix that tomorrow. But right now, let's fix that raging hard-on. That looks like it must be very uncomfortable. Do you have any preferences, dear brother?”
"I don't think you'd like what I'm thinking," Butch lamented.
"Take me vaginally first, and afterwards you can have me any way your twisted little heart desires," she replied with a brief giggle.
"Really?"
Tina could only see the silhouette of a young man's head in front of her, but she heard the boyish excitement in her loving brother's voice. The sound made her heavy heart smile from valve to valve.
"I liked it at the end, but getting there was a little scary," she revealed. "But tonight, I'm open to suggestion."
"I like the idea of you not knowing," he decided as he lived out the fantasy he'd been having of her all week.
"I'm not sure I understand," Tina responded.
Butch chuckled. He gathered up the pillows and pushed them under his sister. Tina caught on and settled onto her front side with the pillows under her stomach. This elevated her crotch and made her two attractive orifices easily accessible.
Her brother lay on top of her and placed his lips to an ear. "Not knowing when the next stroke of my cock is going to stretch and fill your ass."
Tina tingled excitedly. She was impressed by her brother's recent sexual maturation. The idea of not knowing when he would enter her rectum was strangely arousing. His weight lifted off her back. She felt his fingers pushing the moist outer folds apart. The head of his penis entered her juicy valley, and then shifted into position. His throbbing stem sank into her core.
"Uh!" she cried out in tingling joy.
With each outward motion of his cock he fully withdrew. Tina tensed, uncertain where the next stroke would go. His pulsating mass returned to her pussy this time, re-entering and stretching the orifice as it deeply sank into her. Thick, hot juice bathed his flesh and oozed from her narrow slit. After filling her completely he again retreated and left her core.
The essence-smeared head teasingly rubbed along the crack of her buttocks, passing over her rectum. Tina gasped aloud and shuddered, expecting him to enter the tiny opening. But Butch again returned his penis to her vagina, filling the snug void with his full length.
“Play with your nipples,” he instructed. “I know I can't see from here, but I want to know that you're doing it. Pinch on them.”
Tina giggled childishly and consented. She reached both hands beneath her bent form and grasped the hardened tips between thumbs and index fingers. She pinched and twisted on the sensitized nubs, twitching excitedly as she created slight jolts of stinging pain. As she did, his hard prick fucked her pussy without interruption. He furiously pounded into her center, stimulating her body. Delightful tingling heat filled her loins as fresh nectar soaked her pussy.
“Ah! Ah!” she cried out in pain as she intentionally twisted the rubbery tips too hard. “Oh Butch, yeah, fuck me! Ooh, you feel so good, baby. Yeah, oh…”
His penis pulled out again. The head and shaft dripped with a mixture of feminine juice and creamy traces of cum. He rubbed the length of his cock along the crack of her ass, smearing it with the slippery mixture. The bulbous head passed over her puckered anus several times and hesitated, as if considering entering her there. Each time Tina tensed and shuddered, both aroused and mildly frightened as the possibility both excited and scared her.
Again his prick penetrated into her pussy again. She felt wondrous pressure as the head stretched the opening and moved all the way inside her love canal, filling her completely. He paused with his hard meat throbbing inside her. Butch leaned over his sister, moving his hands beneath her. He grasped her wrists and shifted them behind her back. He pinned them together in his left hand in a simple act of light bondage.
His cock began moving again, sliding back and forth within her center. The sensation of being restrained was new to her, but she found it incredibly erotic. When she tried to move her arms his surprisingly strong fingers tightened around her wrists, denying her the motion. This happened as his driving cock pumped into her juicy void.
Her mind briefly imagined it wasn't Butch but a stranger that was having his way with her; a strong, scary intruder that had awakened her from sleep and started taking by force what he wanted as she lay helplessly on the bed, victimized by his desire. As he pinned her arms she was completely vulnerable to his every whim. She had no idea who he was, and could only accept whatever he wanted to do to her.
The mental and physical stimulation was more than she could bear. The tingling ball of heat in her lower belly erupted. Her entire form stiffened before convulsing in spasm of sheer ecstasy. Every muscle twitched and shuddered as she breathlessly groaned in intense pleasure. A brief surge of fresh essence flooded her center, dripping from the vibrating outer folds. The orgasm lasted for several joyous seconds before dissipating.
His cock withdrew and moved along the crack of her ass to her anus. The wet head pressed against the tight orifice. Tina moaned aloud as it was stretched open. She gasped as she felt the tip moving inside. Her brother entered her ass gently and advanced slowly. The feeling of pressure increased the deeper he pushed.
After reaching a certain point, Tina groaned and shuddered in pure joy. It almost seemed like he was in her pussy. The two canals were only separated by a thin wall, and his movement was transmitted throughout the area. Again her mind slipped into a fantasy. It was her first night in jail, and a guard was imposing his will on Tina, his helpless captive. He pushed her face-down on the uncomfortable bed, tore the clothing from her body, pinned her arms, and fucked her body any way he wanted. And what he wanted was her ass.
Once she loosened a bit his penis, still slick with her ample wetness, began a rhythmic fucking motion. Tina felt wondrous pressure as the tip of his stem continuously bumped at a sensitized spot deep within her loins. It triggered wave after delightful wave of tingling joy. The sensations filled her lower belly and radiated outward. Soon her hips were moving back and forth, her counter-motions forcing his cock to keep stimulating that area. She was breathless and moaning aloud. Her nude form shuddered in shameless pleasure.
She was amazed at how good it felt and was surprised to feel the onset of a second orgasm. Her body momentarily stiffened; the breath caught in her throat. As Tina's moans restarted her lithe form twitched in uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy.
Butch released her wrists and clutched her hips, steadying her shuddering body as he continued pumping into her ass. He fucked her harder once his semen started to rise. He pummeled her with rabbit-like quickness and savored the tingling sensations that filled his balls and lower belly. When his seed finished its ascent his body violently jerked and ejaculated his hot cum. He thrust several more times, groaning with each squirt of his semen until his balls were emptied.
After he pulled out they lay alongside one another in the dark room, resting and catching their breath. Neither spoke a word, not for several minutes. They simply enjoyed the post-coitus intimacy the night afforded. Both of them realized that these encounters would probably be ending in the near future as their lives took different paths.
“Do you ever think about dad?” he inquired, curious as to how she remembered him.
“As little as possible,” Tina bluntly replied in a voice that still stung. “He was a miserable man, Butch. Don't waste any time on him.”
Tina was filled with frustration. She had been on the verge of drifting off to sleep until her brother asked his question. Now the image of her dad was stuck in her brain and she couldn't tune him out. She didn't want to think about him, about the things he'd done, but she couldn't steer her mind clear of him. Realizing sleep would elude her until she acknowledged the memories, she faced him again…
…”Imagine meeting you here!” her biological father enthusiastically stated at the truck-stop restaurant.
He was wearing faded jeans, a red plaid shirt, and dirty white sneakers. His lust-filled eyes admired her slender, shapely form. She looked fantastic in the skimpy light pink uniform that left her long, athletic legs exposed. A deep V revealed her cleavage and the inner portion of both creamy breasts. The required attire was designed to take advantage of the lonely road the men traveled, and to be a beacon of light for them.
“Dad?” she questioned, barely recognizing Horace behind the beard and mustache that now disguised his face.
“You're all grown up,” he noticed as his eyes lingered on the swell of her perky beasts and the tempting outlines of both nipples.
“What are you doing here?” she inquired suspiciously.
“I'm driving a rig now,” Horace quickly explained. “It's not great money, but it pays the bills and keeps me out of trouble. I have a little tucked away, too, for you.”
“For me?” she asked in surprise.
“You always talked about going to college after you graduated,” he replied. “I know I haven't been the best dad, but I have been thinking of you. So I started putting some aside.”
“Really?” Tina was incredulous. Had she unfairly denounced him as a miserable man?
“When does your shift end?”
Tina glanced down at her wrist watch. “In about twenty five minutes.”
“Perfect,” he decided. “We can talk then.”
He watched her wait on tables and interact with customers for the remainder of her shift. He couldn't believe how good she looked. The other truckers were equally observant; their eyes followed her every movement. Horace could only imagine how many fantasies her vision of beauty fueled with her graceful motions, sincere smiling face, tight curvaceous ass, long legs, and the teasing, jiggling swells of her unrestricted breasts beneath the uniform.
The men weren't stupid; they realized they could never have her. But in exchange for a hefty tip they tried as hard as they could to hang on to that lingering fantasy. As she delivered food, refilled coffee cups, and picked up empty dishes, their hands were all over her. They caressed a supple thigh or reached under the back of her skirt and squeezed an ass cheek. One very fond customer even pulled her down onto his lap and kissed the side of her laughing face. Watching it happen made Horace hard. His cock throbbed under the table, and his desire for her grew stronger than ever.
After Tina clocked out she approached her dad's table. He got up and encouraged her to sit. He sat beside her on the cozy red vinyl bench seat. They turned toward one another.
“I watched you working,” he mentioned. “You're a pretty amazing young lady. The guys really love you.”
She rolled her eyes. “Thanks, but I'm pretty sure they'd love anyone that looked good wearing this excuse for a uniform.”
He chuckled. “Maybe you're right. But I'm still very proud of you.”
Tina smiled in appreciation for his comment but eyed him suspiciously. That was the first time she recalled him ever saying anything positive about her. She couldn't help but wonder if he came here with some hidden agenda in mind.
“I'm sorry the way things turned out for us,” he said remorsefully. “My leaving was best for everyone. I'm just sorry I never got the chance to say goodbye. Your mother pretty much made that impossible.”
Tina felt awkward. She didn't know what to say to an absent, abusive dad that suddenly reappeared out of nowhere. She felt no affection for him any more, and any respect she might have had for him at one time was now long gone. The only lingering emotions were fear and submission, the two things he'd used to control the family up until his departure.
After a nervous silence, he gently held her warm face with both hands and leaned forward, lightly kissing her soft lips. “Happy nineteenth birthday, baby. I know it's a couple months late, but it's the thought that counts, right?”
She flushed red with embarrassment and smiled. It was a sincere reaction as her hard heart tentatively softened for reasons she still couldn't possibly understand. “Thanks, dad.”
“Have you started school yet?” he asked.
“I'm working full-time and saving almost all of it,” she replied. “Next year I should have enough, I think. I'm making pretty good tips.”
He took a sip of coffee and glanced around, noticing that the other patrons were looking at his beautiful daughter. He returned his attention to her sweet face. His right hand reached down and began caressing her left upper thigh. Tina jerked, but didn't push him away. His palm and warm fingers felt reassuring in a strange way. She licked her lips as his hand crept upwards to the bottom edge of her skirt. She felt tingling warmth developing deep in her lower belly.
“You look so different in a beard and mustache,” she commented, making conversation to lighten the heavy mood. “It tickled when you kissed me.”
“I didn't start out intending to grow one, it just sort of happened,” he revealed. “I found it easier than shaving every morning. It's hard when you're living on the road.”
He gazed deeply into her eyes as the tips of his fingers inched higher. When they reached the elastic leg band of her panties, Tina shuddered. A cold chill shot down her spine. He toyed with the elastic strip, teasing her soft skin. As they looked at each other in complete silence, his hand rotated and moved down between her luscious thighs.
Tina nervously swallowed. Her thighs shifted apart in a gesture of invitation that she never intended to give, and still could not understand. Her sparkling eyes fluttered. Her sweet voice softly moaned as his fingers playfully fondled the skin along the edge of her panty crotch. The warmth in her loins intensified as the stimulation awakened her desire.
She knew it was terribly wrong. A voice inside her head screamed for her to stop him, but in her heart she needed to fill the painful void that had been present since he left home. In some way he was her Achilles' heel. Every girl needed her daddy, and Tina needed him now more than ever.
“Are you still daddy's innocent little girl?” his voice asked in a careful whisper.
Her lips formed a wide smile and her face beamed with happiness. She was with her daddy again, the man, not the monster he'd become. “Yes, daddy, I'm still your innocent little girl. I've missed you so much.”
“I've missed you too, baby. I'll bet you have a big kiss somewhere in there for me, don't you?”
Her head rotated up and down. As he leaned toward Tina, her arms coiled around his neck. Their parted lips met in a passionate reunion. She eagerly welcomed his tongue into her mouth. The wet tendrils anxiously parried and thrust in an erotic dance of rediscovered love. For several wondrous moments he filled the void in her heart. Adrenaline surged through her body that now ached for him, for all of him.
He reluctantly withdrew from her embrace. “Let me show you my rig.”
The voice in Tina's head desperately screamed a second time. This was a perfect chance to back away and stop what she knew was going to happen. But her heart yearned for her daddy. She needed to be with him regardless of the price. It was so wonderful having that emptiness filled, even if for just a few hours. Tina savored the feeling of happiness that had eluded her for so long. She was finally a complete person again.
He left enough money behind to cover the bill and got up with his daughter in tow. She willingly followed, walking at his side and holding hands just like they used to. They weaved past parked trucks and approached his rig. After unlocking the passenger side door he helped her up and inside the cab.
He couldn't help but admire her shapely ass as the short dress lifted and revealed the panties underneath. When he noticed a small wet spot in the crotch, Horace knew he was going to have his way with her. His penis anxiously stirred in anticipation.
“Wow, I didn't realize how big these are,” she commented, surprised by the rig's height and roomy interior.
“It's my home away from home, like an apartment on wheels,” he explained. “Trust me; it's not as roomy as you might think, not after you've lived in it for a while. The walls start to move in after a time. Go ahead and crawl up on the mattress.”
After looking around she climbed onto a platform behind the front seat. A mattress covered the steel ledge and provided some padding. She shifted to her hands and knees and crawled all the way inside the man-made cave. He followed a few seconds later.
“Hey, these are me!” Tina exclaimed as she recognized several pictures of her taped to one side of the truck's interior.
“I told you I missed my baby-girl,” he reminded her. “You're very special to me.”
Tina was very touched by his words. She could feel her timid, uncertain heart opening wider to him. She surged with love for the man that she once thought she hated. “Really? Me?”
He pointed out a picture of the two of them standing ankle-deep in ocean water. Behind them the water seemingly continued on forever, and small waves were breaking a dozen yards back. She was wearing a bikini, and her skin was bronzed after several days under the brightly shining sun.
“Yeah, that was when you took us to Maine,” she recalled. “I loved it there, but the water was so freaking cold!”
“I'll never forget how excited you got about that trip,” he said with a sentimental chuckle.
"You're different," she decided, easily falling into his trap.
She looked so adorable sitting on the mattress, leaning back against the rear of the cab with that familiar sparkle in her captivating eyes. Her slender, shapely body was wrapped in a skimpy pink dress that revealed her long, silky legs and emphasized the naturally perky mounds. She looked so grown up.
"And you, my dear, are absolutely ravishing," he complimented her good looks.
He leaned forward, kissing those luscious lips once more. His tongue pushed inside, entering her delicious oral cavity. Their swirling tongues passionately entwined. Tina was more nervous this time, alone in his rig. Her fear surfaced in the dark, silent cab; as did a sense of forbidden excitement.
A chill shot down her spine that hardened her nipples. It was after when she realized her dad's thumbs were ever so lightly rubbing on the outline of the nubs through the front of her pink dress. They pulsated and ached for attention. As much as she hated it, her flesh was responding sexually to his advances. There was tingling pressure in her loins and growing wetness between her nervously quivering thighs.
"This isn't right," she heard herself saying.
"You love your daddy, baby," he replied between deep kisses. "I've missed you so much."
He grasped her right hand and pressed the soft, innocent fingers against the hardening bulge. She gasped upon feeling his erect stem. It was as scary as it was arousing. She wanted to pull her hand away yet was mesmerized by the throbbing warmth. Her fingertips traced the outline of the swollen shaft, impressed by its size and stature. As she did the heat in her lower belly intensified.
After devouring her mouth, his lips kissed a path to an ear. He heavily blew his moist, hot breath over the ridges of sensitive flesh. She shuddered in joy. His lips and teeth playfully nibbled on the lobe.
"Please daddy, stop," she orally protested as her fingers continued fondling the erotic bulge in his pants.
"Shh, just relax, baby," he calmly whispered into her ear. "Show your daddy how much you love and missed him with your gorgeous body."
"I'm really scared," she confessed, despite the aching in her loins.
"Of course you are. Trust your daddy, baby. It'll be fine."
He tugged the zipper of his pants down. Tina's fingers curiously moved inside the loosened clothing and stroked his unsheathed penis. Her heart raced as the fingers wrapped around his pulsating shaft. Her young, shapely body trembled excitedly. She was fully aware of the fiery passion in her belly that flared hotter as she caressed his stem. She could feel the seeping wetness that moistened her aching core.
His hands held the back of her head. He drew her forward as he rose up on his knees, raising his cock to her mouth. When Tina realized what he was trying to do, she recoiled. His grip on her head tightened, refusing to let go.
"Don't make me hurt you," he said in a stern voice that frightened her. The monster was back.
She quickly surrendered to his overwhelming will. He pressed her lips against the tip of his spear and sank into her hot, wet mouth. Tina grimaced as the musk flavor of his leaking cum filled her mouth. Despite her fear she secretly enjoyed the hard cock throbbing upon her writhing tongue. Conflicting emotions of love, desire, fear, and anger left her confused and misguided.
"Oh baby, your mouth feels so good," he groaned in delight.
His hands guided her head back and forth, shifting her mouth up and down his cock. A few times he pushed too deep and she gagged. He eased off as her wondrous oral cavity willingly sucked on his hard, aching stem. Her mouth drew the milky seed from his tingling balls.
“I never thought I’d see you again, it’s fate that has brought us together,” he said in a convincing lie that earned him her loving consent. “It’s meant to be, baby. We’re meant to be.”
One hand moved from the back of her head and down her neck. He felt for the zipper tab at the back of her dress and pulled it down the long track. Tina felt the dress go limp. With his saliva-soaked cock still pulsating in her wet mouth, he pushed the front of her dress down and exposed her succulent breasts. He cupped the warm, firm mounds and fondled them in his palms. His fingers and thumbs tenderly caressed the swells of perky flesh and teasingly prodded the large rubbery nubs.
“Daddy’s beautiful little girl is all grown up,” he said admiringly in a voice laced with lust.
He withdrew his penis from her mouth and pushed her down onto the mattress. She lay on her right side looking at him with frightened, accusing eyes as he settled onto his left. His precious daughter was a vision of beauty. He gazed at her reclined body in the dim light that spilled in from the overhead mercury vapor lamps outside. The pink dress was bunched at her waist, her silky globes rising and falling with each heavy breath. Her long legs had shifted apart. The bottom of the dress had pulled up and he could see the crotch of her juice-stained panties that cloaked her aroused pussy.
Horace could see the confusion in her eyes. Her body was awakened and filled with desire, yet lingering fear left her frightened. He smiled reassuringly and reached for her. He kissed her luscious mouth, pushing his hot tongue deeply inside. Her muscle responded hesitantly at first, but as the passion grew the kissing turned frantic. She kissed him back hard and fast, thrusting her tongue into his mouth in wide, sweeping motions. Her muffled moans sounded as his hands squeezed on her savory breasts.
“Your body feels so wonderful,” Horace told her.
She wanted him. Tina’s desire was absolute. Her soft hands reached for his cock, desperately stroking the long, hard meat. Oozing cum smeared onto the pads of her fingers. There was an insistent aching need in her center that begged to be stimulated. Her juice-soaked pussy impatiently throbbed as the tingling heat in her loins intensified, growing hotter than ever before.
“Love me,” she heard a whispered voice begging, and suddenly realized it was her own. “Take me. Fill me with your hard cock. Please, love me, dad.”
He smiled to himself. Horace knew from the start that he’d have his girl. His hands retreated from her globes and moved down. He fondled her smooth, flat belly until the crumpled pink dress got in the way. His moist lips kissed a meandering path down her smooth neck and nuzzled the fragrant base. Tina’s head tilted back and eagerly gave his mouth greater access to the soft neck. Her soft moans sounded as he playfully licked and nibbled.
Horace scooted down. His right hand reached between her nervously trembling inner thighs and lightly stroked the warm skin from the knee up to the edge of her crotch. He repeated the teasing gesture over and over, working his girl into a sexual frenzy. Meanwhile his mouth shifted down to a silky mound. After bathing the swell in his warm saliva, he nibbled on the pink tip.
Her moans became desperate cries as her lithe form shuddered. The smell of her sex was strong as leaking juice soaked through her panties and smeared on her delicate outer folds. With her thighs wide apart, her hips feverishly thrust at the air. An intense tingling heat throbbed in her lower belly, driving her wild with passion. She never felt such a powerful sexual need before. Tina was hotter than a two dollar pistol and needed to feel his cock inside her virgin pussy so badly.
Her legs came together as he jerked the wet panties down her thighs. Once they were past her knees Tina kicked them off the rest of the way. Her heart raced as she shifted them far apart, revealing all of herself to his desire. Like a bear drawn to the scent of honey, Horace’s mouth sought out her sex. His head sank between her thighs and devoured the object of his obsession. He peeled the outer folds apart and ravaged the essence-soaked flesh within.
“Oh!” her voice breathlessly groaned as her savory body quaked in joyous wonder. Tina was overwhelmed by the powerful sensations his loving stimulation created within her eager flesh. “Oh, yes! Yes, daddy!”
Her hands cupped his head and pulled his mouth tightly against her crotch. Tina’s hips anxiously ground her pussy upon his lips and tongue. Her body intensely shuddered as juice leaked from her frantic center. Tiny beads of perspiration formed on her shimmering skin as slick wetness glazed Horace’s face. Droplets of essence clung to his beard and mustache.
A train of moans sounded as her gorgeous body was wracked with violent spasms of pleasure. The tingling ball of fire in her lower belly erupted. Her thighs clamped tightly around his face as a brief flood of juice was issued from her core. Tina enjoyed the wondrous orgasm but was still less than satisfied.
Horace rose to a kneeling position and peeled off his shirt. Her fingers frantically loosened his belt buckle and snap. He sat back on his buttocks as his daughter tugged the clothing off. She lay back with her legs shamelessly parted, exposing her juice-soaked center. He moved forward and joined her, lying between the quivering limbs. With his right hand supporting the base of his penis, he gently pressed the tip between her swollen outer folds and sank to the bottom of the narrow slit.
Essence combined with his seeping seed and coated his prick with slick wetness. Tina gasped in nervous excitement as she felt her dad’s bulbous head pressing at the virgin orifice. The tiny opening reluctantly stretched. Her soft cries sounded as stinging pain accompanied his penetrating motion. The walls continued to stretch as the tip insistently drove forward. She sighed in relief as the purplish-red crown eased inside her aching core. It hesitated, anxiously thumping within her love canal.
Tina began moving her hips, rubbing herself against the joyous pressure of his cock. Horace thrust into her writhing form, tearing through the thin membrane that marked her innocence. Their breathless moans filled the steel cave that surrounded them. His throbbing penis shifted deeper, impaling her center on his steel-hard sword. Seeping nectar bathed his weapon as her love chamber vibrated around his stem.
Her hips met his every motion. Tina’s body feverishly welcomed him inside. His full length slid back and forth along her canal, the sensitized flesh savoring the wet heat and pressure of their erotic embrace. She writhed beneath his weight, desperately loving him with every ounce of strength that she possessed. The thunderous roar of passing trucks intermittently rocked the night around them.
The stale cabin air grew heavy with a strong smell of sex. It was hot and humid from the sweaty heat that emanated from their frantically moving bodies. The dense atmosphere muffled their delighted groans and rhythmic slapping of skin on skin.
“I can hardly breathe,” she complained as she moved out from beneath his body.
Her fumbling hands opened a side vent she recalled seeing earlier and felt a wave of cool, refreshing, diesel-laced air rushing in. The roar of trucks was twice as loud, but the air was such a wonderful relief. She enjoyed several deep breaths. Meanwhile, Horace shifted his position and he lay on his back beside her. He guided her legs into a straddling position above his crotch, and urged her to descend onto his anxious cock.
The outside air was such a transition from the heavy heated air inside the cabin that her sweat-soaked body was quickly chilled. Tina shivered and retreated from the wave of fresh air, allowing her dad to guide her onto his throbbing prick. She felt the round head stretching the sore opening wide and pushing deeply into her juicy core. Still feeling unfulfilled desire, her knees feverishly rocked up and down, driving his cock into her needy center.
With the resumption of their loving activity, her building excitement quickly had her on the verge of climax once again. Horace was also savoring the joy of his ascending semen. His body jerked, accompanied by soft groans. His hips thrust up into Tina’s descending pussy. Their merging bodies burrowed his penis fully inside her core.
Horace finally erupted in powerful delight. After his balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock, his toes curls and muscles tensed. With a grunt he ejaculated a searing stream of milky cum into her womb. He desperately thrust again, extending as far into her luscious center as possible and fired off another load. As he did Tina’s canal walls fluttered around his shaft as her frantic cries announced her sexual release.
Father and daughter enjoyed the most incredible moment of their lives as one, with limbs intertwined. The sounds of elation vibrated the cabin walls as they both achieved orgasm in unison. Their forms shuddered for several wondrous seconds until the release left them winded and exhausted.
“What have I done?” she asked herself in rhetoric as the enormity of her sacrifice rose to the surface of her brain…
…”Why did I let him do that to me?” she whispered into the night beside her fitfully sleeping brother. “How could I have allowed that monster into my life a second time?”
She wiped away the tears that spilled down her face. But this time she realized it wasn’t her fault. Her dad was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a predator, and she wasn’t equipped to resist his insistent advances. Finally she accepted what happened and was ready to move forward with her life.
* * * * *
The rising sun cast bright rays of light on the east side of the house. As the rays grew stronger, isolated shafts found openings in imperfectly closed curtains and shone across the bed where Tina and Butch continued to slumber. They’d never spent an entire night together, and they would often wonder why they had on that occasion. Had they grown too comfortable with one another, or did they no longer care what their mother thought of their relationship? Or were they simply ready for a final confrontation with the mom that never was, with the person they’d grown to loathe over the years?
The jiggling of the door knob startled Tina from a restful sleep. As soon as her blurry eyes opened she noticed the lump beneath the blankets beside her. The breath caught in her throat as the bedroom door swung open. Her mom stepped inside with a laundry basket on her right hip, apparently oblivious of Butch’s presence in bed alongside his sister. She dropped the empty basket at the foot of the bed in a silent invitation for Butch to wash his clothes.
“What…?” the woman asked in a combination of surprise and confusion. “Why are you in his bed?”
A moment later their mom recognized the pattern of eagerly discarded clothing that cluttered one side of the bed. Realization slowly set in. The shocked look on her face was readily apparent. Her jaw dropped open.
“What the hell do you two think you’re doing? You’re… together? You disgust me! Get out of my house, right now! I can’t bear the sight of either one of you. And don’t ever come back again!”
Tina angrily jumped up. Years of pent-up rage surfaced and would not be denied. “How dare you judge us? After all you let him put us through while you sat idly by and never said or did anything to stop him? You may have given us life, but you were never a mom to either one of us. I needed you so many times, but you were never there! I was more a mom to Butch than you could ever hope to be. You’re a miserable wretch! So before you judge anybody, look into the mirror first!”
Tina collected her discarded clothing and quickly got dressed as Butch lay in bed looking bewildered. Their mom stood by the open door frozen in shame.
“Pack your things, Butch. We’re not wanted here any more. Let’s get a fresh start somewhere far away from this miserable excuse for a home.”
* * * * *
Tina recognized the look of fear in her brother’s eyes as she started the car and drove away from the only home he’d ever known with only the clothes on his back and two hastily packed cardboard boxes in the trunk.
“Where are we going?” he asked in a trembling, uncertain voice.
Tina glanced over and smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, brother. I’ll take care of you. We’ll take care of each other. This is our chance to start over.”
Before they left the house Tina retrieved the money roll her dad had given her on that fateful night. She’d hidden it inside a loose air vent in the room she used to call her own. Tina had always been too ashamed to spend it. In her own way it was blood money for an act that haunted her until last night. Now it was their ticket to a real future.
Ripples 1 - http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=239189
Ripples 2 - http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=243079
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RIPPLES ON A POND CH. 03:
CONFRONTATIONS
By AsylumSeeker
Description: Tina comes to terms with her past and present
Butch maintained his outward cool as rage boiled beneath the surface. The drive home seemed to take forever. He glanced over at Tina repeatedly, angry at her controlling reaction to his being assaulted. He was the one that got kicked! All Butch wanted to do was defend himself. Why couldn't she see that simple fact? Kevin kicked him for no good reason. Carrie was leading him on; it was only a matter of time before she started getting into it. That little bitch ruined everything, and for no reason at all!
Tina's mind was churning too. Seeing her younger brother in such an uncontrollable rage was frightening for her. She hated to see him become the same type of abusive man as her father had been. She was so scared when she stepped between Kevin and Butch. She had no idea how her brother would react. But she couldn't bear the thought of anyone else being victimized by her father's evil shadow.
There were so many things they both wanted to say, but inside a moving vehicle was no place for a continuance of their earlier confrontation. Tina had already decided she couldn't continue her casual physical relationship with Butch. He had grown possessive of her and was both unwilling and unable to control his emotions. She didn't know how or when to tell him that. She was secretly hoping it might be a mutual decision.
She carefully guided the vehicle onto the left side of the driveway, set the parking break, and killed the lights and engine. They both emerged from the vehicle and kept quiet until after they entered the house. Once the door was closed and locked, Butch followed his sister into the kitchen.
"What the hell was that all about?" he angrily inquired.
"Yeah, I'd like to ask you the same question, Butch! What you did was so wrong! What were you thinking?" Tina challenged her brother.
"She was making moves on me! You weren't there to see it all," he answered in frustration. "Carrie was getting into it. A few more minutes and it would've been cool. Kevin ruined if for me.”
She sighed in frustration. “Kevin…”
"Fuck Kevin!" he shouted, feeling alienated from his best and practically only friend. "Or is that what you two were doing out there?"
"I won't lie, I wanted to," she confessed. "I felt a connection with him that I haven't found with anyone else. But he didn't want to. He said it wasn't right, that I should be spending more time with you. He was defending you! And at the same time you were…"
Butch's tensed body calmed. His stern gaze dropped in shame to the stained tile floor. His shoulders slumped in defeat. He shook his head in utter disbelief as he realized his suspicions were unfounded. What had he done?
Tina saw a drop of moisture splatter on the tile at his feet. She glanced at the counter behind him, instinctively looking for the source of the leak. When several more drops followed, it suddenly occurred to her that Butch was crying. She hadn't seen him do that for years, not since the last beating he'd endured at the hands of their father.
As much as she hated some of the things he did, Tina still loved the boy she'd grown up with. Her maternal instincts surfaced. She closed the distance between them and took Butch into her arms. He placed his head on her left shoulder and quietly wept. She held him the same way as she used to, when they huddled at the back of a dark closet dodging the wrath of their vengeful dad.
She'd always been strong and defiant. But Butch was born weaker, and she'd protected him with a mother's fierce and determined love in a home where no mom existed. It was that love which again surfaced and drove her to comfort him in this devastating time of emotional need.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered in a broken voice.
"Carrie needs to hear those words," Tina said in a soft, compassionate voice. "She must be so scared right now. My heart goes out to you both."
"I don't know how to fix this," he finally admitted. He felt at a complete loss. His dad had taught him to control women through pain and their fear of it. This was far beyond that scope.
"We have to start with us," she began, deciding this was the best time to talk about their relationship. "We can't keep doing what we've been doing, Butch. This has to stop. And you need to find a loving relationship with somebody else. What we have just won't work forever."
"But I love you," he again professed.
"Love isn't always sex. You can love a person without getting hard."
In a brief moment of humorous clarity, Butch glanced down. Her gaze followed his. The front of his pants was sticking out as his erect penis impatiently throbbed within.
"Okay, so maybe you can't separate those two concepts yet," she said with a laugh. "But you really have to work on it. Promise me that."
Butch laughed through his tears. "I can't help it."
"Just because you're hard doesn't mean we're going to bed," she reminded him. Yet at the same time her left hand reached down and rubbed on the front of his crotch.
Her attempts to seduce Kevin had gotten her aroused, and he'd left her in that condition. She could still feel the wetness between her thighs. Touching Butch's swollen prick felt so good. Thinking of it pumping into her center filled her with a strong sexual yearning. She knew that sex tonight would make it even more difficult to break things off with him, but Tina was desperate.
"This is the last time!" she warned.
"Yeah, I know," Butch replied, realizing that she spoke the words more for her own benefit than for his.
At that moment her heart soared with love and affection for her brother. Despite his despicable actions she loved him more than ever, and frantically desired his body. She pushed him back against the counter and sank to her knees. Her fingers skillfully lowered the zipper and popped open the fastener of his pants. After dropping the front of his white briefs, his penis excitedly appeared. The round tip glistened with wetness, its elongated slit seeping with a hint of milky seed. Tina's mouth watered.
After shifting her long black hair behind her shoulders, her head leaned forward. She pushed his cock between her compressed cherry lips and filled her hot oral cavity with the pulsating shaft. Embraced in wet heat and insistent sucking, Butch softly sighed and tensed in sheer delight. Tina savored her brother's distinctive flavor. She couldn't recall any two men tasting the same, nor two women for that matter. Everyone was the same, but yet oh so different.
"I could swear you're bigger than you've ever been," she commented after she gagged while trying to deep-throat his stem. "Either that or I'm losing my touch."
"I love you so much," he admitted, his voice cracking as if on the verge of tears for a second time. "I never thanked you for everything you've done for me. I don't know what I would have done without you."
Tina listened to his heart-wrenching confession. She always knew how he felt, but never heard the words. Tonight they triggered her tears. As the salty orbs of moisture ran down her cheeks, she devoured his penis more eagerly than ever before. Her heart sang with joy. Every beat was a celebration of their special relationship that very nearly ended earlier that evening. Her desire for her younger brother was stronger, as if the healing wounds of their conflict strengthened their underlying relationship.
As the mass of his cock throbbed against her tongue and the roof of her mouth, she thought about the many meaningless sexual relationships she'd had. Did she really like Kevin, or had she seduced him once and tried again because she was jealous of the relationship Butch had with him? She never had a best friend. Watching the two of them being completely comfortable with each other, whether they were throwing a football, partying, or just hanging out at the pond filled her with such jealousy.
She was desperate to experience such a deep-rooted friendship. She knew each and every one of Butch's buttons. Hell, she'd practically raised him herself. Tina could push them with ease. Was it her jealousy that had triggered his? Was she so hungry for a loving and accepting friendship that she'd destroyed his in the process? Tina's heart filled with guilt as she struggled with the truth. Had she subconsciously triggered his rage through her thoughts and actions?
"I'm so sorry about tonight," Tina revealed as she looked up at him from her submissive position. "I never should've run off with Kevin. I feel so guilty about all this."
"He ran off with you, too," Butch reminded her. "That's okay. It's okay. It'll all be okay."
"Butch, promise me this is over," she pleaded. It was too easy imagining him evening things up with a gun.
"Yeah, I'm good now," he assured her. "It's all over."
"Butch?" she asked suspiciously.
His hands reached down, fingers sifting through the silky soft strands of hair. He flashed a reassuring smile, and then pulled her mouth to his cock again. His form twitched as he returned to its wondrous warmth. Tina had a splendid tongue, and she really knew how to use it. It wasn't always that way, not at first…
… It was a warm, humid summer evening and they were swimming in the family pool. They were playing their own variation of tag to pass the time. He'd just turned eighteen and would be starting his senior year. Kevin had already dropped out the previous year. Tina was waiting on tables at a truck stop not far away and was quickly adding to her college savings account. She'd soon be gone.
Butch vividly recalled how fantastic she looked in a bikini. Her slender, athletic body was bronzed to perfection. That whole summer she wore tanning oil and always had that tropical scent on her glistening skin. Her skimpy white suit showed more than it covered, and emphasized every curve and bump. Her firm, jiggling breasts bounced behind the small cups of fabric, and the large nipples poked through as if straining for freedom. She had stunning eyes, a cute face, and a very sexy smile. She was a tempting package for any warm-blooded male. And when his eyes were lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her ass or crotch, it was simply breath-taking.
At twenty her hormones were raging, but she didn't have a boyfriend and only dated on occasion. Maybe that was why it happened. Butch could only guess. He was just glad that it did.
The game became frisky, and each time one tagged the other it turned into a wrestling match of sorts. All lubed up on tanning oil, she was tough to hold onto. When he managed to wrap his arms around her slender waist she struggled with the intensity of a pro wrestler. Tina squealed as her squirming body tried to break free. Many times his arms slipped. He could feel her quaking breasts rubbing against his forearms. Or he'd grab a leg and find himself unintentionally rubbing on her crotch. It was easier for his sister to catch him, but when he started to struggle her hands ended up in awkward places too. Before long he was hard and growing embarrassed, but she never teased him. His excitement seemed to draw even more of her attention.
At some point his previously accidental touching became intentional. That was when the game grew heated. They dropped the pretenses and used the physical game as an overt forum for heavy petting. Now his hands briefly squeezed on her luscious mounds, or rubbed on her shapely ass and tempting pussy lips. For her part, when Tina lunged for him, her hands fondled his stiff cock and balls.
After a while they grew breathless, in part from the physical struggle but also from their growing sexual excitement. As Tina sat on his bent knees with the water at her neck, she grasped his waist with her long, shapely legs. They were looking into each other's eyes, with their faces just inches apart. Both were smiling and playfully winking at one another. Butch glanced down at the sight of her perky swells. The nipples were bigger than ever and he could see them through the thin white fabric. She giggled as she watched him staring.
"Have you ever touched a girl?" she asked.
"I've been touching you," he reminded her.
"I don't mean a cheap squeeze, I'm talking about really feeling a girl's bare body,” she explained.
"No."
"I dare you to touch me that way," she tempted him.
"You're my sister," he automatically replied.
"That didn't stop you while we were wrestling," she pointed out. "You're scared, aren't you?"
Butch nervously swallowed. He was scared a little, but he wasn't about to let her think that. He looked down at her breasts. He longed to really feel them. His erect prick pounded and ached. He hesitantly lifted his hands to her chest. He'd secretly wanted this for so long.
"Go on, if you're not a big chicken," Tina challenged him.
She was acting all confident and bold, but on the inside her knotted stomach was doing summersaults. All the playful teasing had her sexually awakened and desiring so much more. Aching, tingling warmth had settled deep inside her lower belly and sat there like a heavy weight. It throbbed with every beat of her racing heart.
Finally his fingers grasped the bottom edge of the bikini top and carefully peeled the fabric up and over both perky swells without touching them. He gazed down at the exposed mounds and hard pink tips through the clear water. They lifted up slightly from her chest and floated, beckoning his attention. He slowly moved his hands palms-up under the surface. The tips of his fingers lightly touched the bottom of the breasts like a scientist exploring a new species of life. After a few moments the fingers and palms moved to the top of the globes as his thumbs supported the bottoms. When he squeezed and the flesh compressed, the nipples were caught in the webbing between his thumbs and index fingers.
Tina's eyes fluttered and she softly moaned. Her reaction bolstered his confidence. Butch began fondling her orbs with passion. Her mouth moved closer and her lips kissed his. Initially he was reluctant, but when the tip of her tongue licked the crevice between his upper and lower lips his mouth opened and welcomed her inside. The wet tendrils nervously embraced for the first time, entwining in heated desire.
Although Butch expected that kissing his sister would be repulsive, it was anything but. For him it was a beautiful and loving experience, an affirmation of his emotional bond with her. As their kissing continued uninterrupted, he felt her fingers caressing his lower belly. His stomach knotted, both frightened and excited. He tensed when the fingers dipped lower, rubbing the skin along the elastic waistband of his trunks. Butch gasped when both hands reached inside.
Butch drew his head back. He looked at Tina's naughty-girl smile and sparkling eyes as her fingers encompassed his stem. He gasped and groaned in amazed delight as he felt her fingers wrapping around his aroused manhood. It was the most incredible sensation he'd ever experienced.
“You don't know what you've been missing, do you?” she whispered in rhetoric.
He was speechless and didn't know how to react. Tina giggled like a girl that knew a secret her brother had no previous knowledge of, and she was about to divulge it. She uncoiled her body from around his and pushed him backwards toward the pool ladder. Tina coaxed him up several steps until his crotch was above the water line. As he silently watched in shocked surprise his sister pulled the front of his trunks down, exposing his prick. Her fingers stroked him, making his penis swell even larger.
Butch wasn't prepared for what she did next. He was incredulous that a girl would do that. But as he looked on, she flashed him a devious grin and then pierced her mouth with his cock. He felt himself being enveloped in wet heat and pressure. His balls tingled with excitement. His body was embraced by overwhelming sensations he had no idea existed. As her mouth moved back and forth the pleasure intensified. His hands grasped the ladder railing and tightened until his knuckles turned white. He gritted his teeth and groaned aloud.
Tina glanced up at him, observing his reaction. Her eyes smiled when she saw the sheer, intense joy on his face. She'd only done it a couple of times and was new to fellatio. But what she may have lacked in experience she more than made up for with enthusiasm. Seeing his reaction encouraged her to suck harder and faster. Her darting tongue eagerly licked his flesh. Before long she felt his body stiffen and knew he was getting close to orgasm.
It took less than two minutes for him to achieve climax that first time with a girl, his sister. He felt the familiar rise of semen, but it was so much more powerful than it was with masturbation. Every muscle in his body tensed; his toes curled. There was an amazing tingling pressure in his gut as the seed moved. Finally his excitement peaked and he ejaculated.
For the first time when giving head Tina's mouth didn't recoil as it was filled with warm, thick, gooey, squirting cum. She deeply loved her brother, an emotion absent with the others. Instead she kept sucking, and he continued ejaculating into her mouth until his balls were drained. The entire time his form twitched and shuddered in joyous delight…
…“I love you so much, Tina,” Butch told her as she used her refined oral skills to please him.
Her adorable eyes glanced up at him and smiled as her mouth showed Butch that she loved him also. As her long, wet tendril hungrily lapped at his pulsating meat and her tightly compressed lips moved up and down the shaft, Tina wanted his stiff prick elsewhere. She yeaned to feel him inside her body.
Her mouth retreated. She wiped away a single pearl-white strand of leaking semen that clung to her lips. “Come on, stud. Let's go to bed.”
He followed Tina to his bedroom. They closed the door and undressed in the darkness. She reached for his hand and, with fingers intertwined, led him to the bed. They slid beneath the covers and warmly embraced face to face, lying on their sides.
“I'm so jealous of the friendship you and Kevin have,” she confessed. “I've watched you two since you met so many years ago in school. I was amazed at how completely comfortable you are around each other. I saw you two playing when you were younger, competing yet helping and encouraging the other at the same time. You've grown so close that now it's like you know what the other is thinking, or feeling. You two share such an incredible bond.”
“You have friends,” he told her.
“Mostly acquaintances, a few friends, but no one I could truly confide in,” she tried to explain to him; growing up without a real mom left a large void in her heart that was impossible to fill. “It's really hard for me to put it into words, but you and Kevin have that. And maybe tonight I was part of the problem, not the solution. I'm really sorry.”
Butch reflected a moment and sighed. “Well, he probably hates me now anyway.”
“You don't lose a friend like that over one mistake,” Tina reassured him in a sweet and supportive voice. “We'll fix that tomorrow. But right now, let's fix that raging hard-on. That looks like it must be very uncomfortable. Do you have any preferences, dear brother?”
"I don't think you'd like what I'm thinking," Butch lamented.
"Take me vaginally first, and afterwards you can have me any way your twisted little heart desires," she replied with a brief giggle.
"Really?"
Tina could only see the silhouette of a young man's head in front of her, but she heard the boyish excitement in her loving brother's voice. The sound made her heavy heart smile from valve to valve.
"I liked it at the end, but getting there was a little scary," she revealed. "But tonight, I'm open to suggestion."
"I like the idea of you not knowing," he decided as he lived out the fantasy he'd been having of her all week.
"I'm not sure I understand," Tina responded.
Butch chuckled. He gathered up the pillows and pushed them under his sister. Tina caught on and settled onto her front side with the pillows under her stomach. This elevated her crotch and made her two attractive orifices easily accessible.
Her brother lay on top of her and placed his lips to an ear. "Not knowing when the next stroke of my cock is going to stretch and fill your ass."
Tina tingled excitedly. She was impressed by her brother's recent sexual maturation. The idea of not knowing when he would enter her rectum was strangely arousing. His weight lifted off her back. She felt his fingers pushing the moist outer folds apart. The head of his penis entered her juicy valley, and then shifted into position. His throbbing stem sank into her core.
"Uh!" she cried out in tingling joy.
With each outward motion of his cock he fully withdrew. Tina tensed, uncertain where the next stroke would go. His pulsating mass returned to her pussy this time, re-entering and stretching the orifice as it deeply sank into her. Thick, hot juice bathed his flesh and oozed from her narrow slit. After filling her completely he again retreated and left her core.
The essence-smeared head teasingly rubbed along the crack of her buttocks, passing over her rectum. Tina gasped aloud and shuddered, expecting him to enter the tiny opening. But Butch again returned his penis to her vagina, filling the snug void with his full length.
“Play with your nipples,” he instructed. “I know I can't see from here, but I want to know that you're doing it. Pinch on them.”
Tina giggled childishly and consented. She reached both hands beneath her bent form and grasped the hardened tips between thumbs and index fingers. She pinched and twisted on the sensitized nubs, twitching excitedly as she created slight jolts of stinging pain. As she did, his hard prick fucked her pussy without interruption. He furiously pounded into her center, stimulating her body. Delightful tingling heat filled her loins as fresh nectar soaked her pussy.
“Ah! Ah!” she cried out in pain as she intentionally twisted the rubbery tips too hard. “Oh Butch, yeah, fuck me! Ooh, you feel so good, baby. Yeah, oh…”
His penis pulled out again. The head and shaft dripped with a mixture of feminine juice and creamy traces of cum. He rubbed the length of his cock along the crack of her ass, smearing it with the slippery mixture. The bulbous head passed over her puckered anus several times and hesitated, as if considering entering her there. Each time Tina tensed and shuddered, both aroused and mildly frightened as the possibility both excited and scared her.
Again his prick penetrated into her pussy again. She felt wondrous pressure as the head stretched the opening and moved all the way inside her love canal, filling her completely. He paused with his hard meat throbbing inside her. Butch leaned over his sister, moving his hands beneath her. He grasped her wrists and shifted them behind her back. He pinned them together in his left hand in a simple act of light bondage.
His cock began moving again, sliding back and forth within her center. The sensation of being restrained was new to her, but she found it incredibly erotic. When she tried to move her arms his surprisingly strong fingers tightened around her wrists, denying her the motion. This happened as his driving cock pumped into her juicy void.
Her mind briefly imagined it wasn't Butch but a stranger that was having his way with her; a strong, scary intruder that had awakened her from sleep and started taking by force what he wanted as she lay helplessly on the bed, victimized by his desire. As he pinned her arms she was completely vulnerable to his every whim. She had no idea who he was, and could only accept whatever he wanted to do to her.
The mental and physical stimulation was more than she could bear. The tingling ball of heat in her lower belly erupted. Her entire form stiffened before convulsing in spasm of sheer ecstasy. Every muscle twitched and shuddered as she breathlessly groaned in intense pleasure. A brief surge of fresh essence flooded her center, dripping from the vibrating outer folds. The orgasm lasted for several joyous seconds before dissipating.
His cock withdrew and moved along the crack of her ass to her anus. The wet head pressed against the tight orifice. Tina moaned aloud as it was stretched open. She gasped as she felt the tip moving inside. Her brother entered her ass gently and advanced slowly. The feeling of pressure increased the deeper he pushed.
After reaching a certain point, Tina groaned and shuddered in pure joy. It almost seemed like he was in her pussy. The two canals were only separated by a thin wall, and his movement was transmitted throughout the area. Again her mind slipped into a fantasy. It was her first night in jail, and a guard was imposing his will on Tina, his helpless captive. He pushed her face-down on the uncomfortable bed, tore the clothing from her body, pinned her arms, and fucked her body any way he wanted. And what he wanted was her ass.
Once she loosened a bit his penis, still slick with her ample wetness, began a rhythmic fucking motion. Tina felt wondrous pressure as the tip of his stem continuously bumped at a sensitized spot deep within her loins. It triggered wave after delightful wave of tingling joy. The sensations filled her lower belly and radiated outward. Soon her hips were moving back and forth, her counter-motions forcing his cock to keep stimulating that area. She was breathless and moaning aloud. Her nude form shuddered in shameless pleasure.
She was amazed at how good it felt and was surprised to feel the onset of a second orgasm. Her body momentarily stiffened; the breath caught in her throat. As Tina's moans restarted her lithe form twitched in uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy.
Butch released her wrists and clutched her hips, steadying her shuddering body as he continued pumping into her ass. He fucked her harder once his semen started to rise. He pummeled her with rabbit-like quickness and savored the tingling sensations that filled his balls and lower belly. When his seed finished its ascent his body violently jerked and ejaculated his hot cum. He thrust several more times, groaning with each squirt of his semen until his balls were emptied.
After he pulled out they lay alongside one another in the dark room, resting and catching their breath. Neither spoke a word, not for several minutes. They simply enjoyed the post-coitus intimacy the night afforded. Both of them realized that these encounters would probably be ending in the near future as their lives took different paths.
“Do you ever think about dad?” he inquired, curious as to how she remembered him.
“As little as possible,” Tina bluntly replied in a voice that still stung. “He was a miserable man, Butch. Don't waste any time on him.”
Tina was filled with frustration. She had been on the verge of drifting off to sleep until her brother asked his question. Now the image of her dad was stuck in her brain and she couldn't tune him out. She didn't want to think about him, about the things he'd done, but she couldn't steer her mind clear of him. Realizing sleep would elude her until she acknowledged the memories, she faced him again…
…”Imagine meeting you here!” her biological father enthusiastically stated at the truck-stop restaurant.
He was wearing faded jeans, a red plaid shirt, and dirty white sneakers. His lust-filled eyes admired her slender, shapely form. She looked fantastic in the skimpy light pink uniform that left her long, athletic legs exposed. A deep V revealed her cleavage and the inner portion of both creamy breasts. The required attire was designed to take advantage of the lonely road the men traveled, and to be a beacon of light for them.
“Dad?” she questioned, barely recognizing Horace behind the beard and mustache that now disguised his face.
“You're all grown up,” he noticed as his eyes lingered on the swell of her perky beasts and the tempting outlines of both nipples.
“What are you doing here?” she inquired suspiciously.
“I'm driving a rig now,” Horace quickly explained. “It's not great money, but it pays the bills and keeps me out of trouble. I have a little tucked away, too, for you.”
“For me?” she asked in surprise.
“You always talked about going to college after you graduated,” he replied. “I know I haven't been the best dad, but I have been thinking of you. So I started putting some aside.”
“Really?” Tina was incredulous. Had she unfairly denounced him as a miserable man?
“When does your shift end?”
Tina glanced down at her wrist watch. “In about twenty five minutes.”
“Perfect,” he decided. “We can talk then.”
He watched her wait on tables and interact with customers for the remainder of her shift. He couldn't believe how good she looked. The other truckers were equally observant; their eyes followed her every movement. Horace could only imagine how many fantasies her vision of beauty fueled with her graceful motions, sincere smiling face, tight curvaceous ass, long legs, and the teasing, jiggling swells of her unrestricted breasts beneath the uniform.
The men weren't stupid; they realized they could never have her. But in exchange for a hefty tip they tried as hard as they could to hang on to that lingering fantasy. As she delivered food, refilled coffee cups, and picked up empty dishes, their hands were all over her. They caressed a supple thigh or reached under the back of her skirt and squeezed an ass cheek. One very fond customer even pulled her down onto his lap and kissed the side of her laughing face. Watching it happen made Horace hard. His cock throbbed under the table, and his desire for her grew stronger than ever.
After Tina clocked out she approached her dad's table. He got up and encouraged her to sit. He sat beside her on the cozy red vinyl bench seat. They turned toward one another.
“I watched you working,” he mentioned. “You're a pretty amazing young lady. The guys really love you.”
She rolled her eyes. “Thanks, but I'm pretty sure they'd love anyone that looked good wearing this excuse for a uniform.”
He chuckled. “Maybe you're right. But I'm still very proud of you.”
Tina smiled in appreciation for his comment but eyed him suspiciously. That was the first time she recalled him ever saying anything positive about her. She couldn't help but wonder if he came here with some hidden agenda in mind.
“I'm sorry the way things turned out for us,” he said remorsefully. “My leaving was best for everyone. I'm just sorry I never got the chance to say goodbye. Your mother pretty much made that impossible.”
Tina felt awkward. She didn't know what to say to an absent, abusive dad that suddenly reappeared out of nowhere. She felt no affection for him any more, and any respect she might have had for him at one time was now long gone. The only lingering emotions were fear and submission, the two things he'd used to control the family up until his departure.
After a nervous silence, he gently held her warm face with both hands and leaned forward, lightly kissing her soft lips. “Happy nineteenth birthday, baby. I know it's a couple months late, but it's the thought that counts, right?”
She flushed red with embarrassment and smiled. It was a sincere reaction as her hard heart tentatively softened for reasons she still couldn't possibly understand. “Thanks, dad.”
“Have you started school yet?” he asked.
“I'm working full-time and saving almost all of it,” she replied. “Next year I should have enough, I think. I'm making pretty good tips.”
He took a sip of coffee and glanced around, noticing that the other patrons were looking at his beautiful daughter. He returned his attention to her sweet face. His right hand reached down and began caressing her left upper thigh. Tina jerked, but didn't push him away. His palm and warm fingers felt reassuring in a strange way. She licked her lips as his hand crept upwards to the bottom edge of her skirt. She felt tingling warmth developing deep in her lower belly.
“You look so different in a beard and mustache,” she commented, making conversation to lighten the heavy mood. “It tickled when you kissed me.”
“I didn't start out intending to grow one, it just sort of happened,” he revealed. “I found it easier than shaving every morning. It's hard when you're living on the road.”
He gazed deeply into her eyes as the tips of his fingers inched higher. When they reached the elastic leg band of her panties, Tina shuddered. A cold chill shot down her spine. He toyed with the elastic strip, teasing her soft skin. As they looked at each other in complete silence, his hand rotated and moved down between her luscious thighs.
Tina nervously swallowed. Her thighs shifted apart in a gesture of invitation that she never intended to give, and still could not understand. Her sparkling eyes fluttered. Her sweet voice softly moaned as his fingers playfully fondled the skin along the edge of her panty crotch. The warmth in her loins intensified as the stimulation awakened her desire.
She knew it was terribly wrong. A voice inside her head screamed for her to stop him, but in her heart she needed to fill the painful void that had been present since he left home. In some way he was her Achilles' heel. Every girl needed her daddy, and Tina needed him now more than ever.
“Are you still daddy's innocent little girl?” his voice asked in a careful whisper.
Her lips formed a wide smile and her face beamed with happiness. She was with her daddy again, the man, not the monster he'd become. “Yes, daddy, I'm still your innocent little girl. I've missed you so much.”
“I've missed you too, baby. I'll bet you have a big kiss somewhere in there for me, don't you?”
Her head rotated up and down. As he leaned toward Tina, her arms coiled around his neck. Their parted lips met in a passionate reunion. She eagerly welcomed his tongue into her mouth. The wet tendrils anxiously parried and thrust in an erotic dance of rediscovered love. For several wondrous moments he filled the void in her heart. Adrenaline surged through her body that now ached for him, for all of him.
He reluctantly withdrew from her embrace. “Let me show you my rig.”
The voice in Tina's head desperately screamed a second time. This was a perfect chance to back away and stop what she knew was going to happen. But her heart yearned for her daddy. She needed to be with him regardless of the price. It was so wonderful having that emptiness filled, even if for just a few hours. Tina savored the feeling of happiness that had eluded her for so long. She was finally a complete person again.
He left enough money behind to cover the bill and got up with his daughter in tow. She willingly followed, walking at his side and holding hands just like they used to. They weaved past parked trucks and approached his rig. After unlocking the passenger side door he helped her up and inside the cab.
He couldn't help but admire her shapely ass as the short dress lifted and revealed the panties underneath. When he noticed a small wet spot in the crotch, Horace knew he was going to have his way with her. His penis anxiously stirred in anticipation.
“Wow, I didn't realize how big these are,” she commented, surprised by the rig's height and roomy interior.
“It's my home away from home, like an apartment on wheels,” he explained. “Trust me; it's not as roomy as you might think, not after you've lived in it for a while. The walls start to move in after a time. Go ahead and crawl up on the mattress.”
After looking around she climbed onto a platform behind the front seat. A mattress covered the steel ledge and provided some padding. She shifted to her hands and knees and crawled all the way inside the man-made cave. He followed a few seconds later.
“Hey, these are me!” Tina exclaimed as she recognized several pictures of her taped to one side of the truck's interior.
“I told you I missed my baby-girl,” he reminded her. “You're very special to me.”
Tina was very touched by his words. She could feel her timid, uncertain heart opening wider to him. She surged with love for the man that she once thought she hated. “Really? Me?”
He pointed out a picture of the two of them standing ankle-deep in ocean water. Behind them the water seemingly continued on forever, and small waves were breaking a dozen yards back. She was wearing a bikini, and her skin was bronzed after several days under the brightly shining sun.
“Yeah, that was when you took us to Maine,” she recalled. “I loved it there, but the water was so freaking cold!”
“I'll never forget how excited you got about that trip,” he said with a sentimental chuckle.
"You're different," she decided, easily falling into his trap.
She looked so adorable sitting on the mattress, leaning back against the rear of the cab with that familiar sparkle in her captivating eyes. Her slender, shapely body was wrapped in a skimpy pink dress that revealed her long, silky legs and emphasized the naturally perky mounds. She looked so grown up.
"And you, my dear, are absolutely ravishing," he complimented her good looks.
He leaned forward, kissing those luscious lips once more. His tongue pushed inside, entering her delicious oral cavity. Their swirling tongues passionately entwined. Tina was more nervous this time, alone in his rig. Her fear surfaced in the dark, silent cab; as did a sense of forbidden excitement.
A chill shot down her spine that hardened her nipples. It was after when she realized her dad's thumbs were ever so lightly rubbing on the outline of the nubs through the front of her pink dress. They pulsated and ached for attention. As much as she hated it, her flesh was responding sexually to his advances. There was tingling pressure in her loins and growing wetness between her nervously quivering thighs.
"This isn't right," she heard herself saying.
"You love your daddy, baby," he replied between deep kisses. "I've missed you so much."
He grasped her right hand and pressed the soft, innocent fingers against the hardening bulge. She gasped upon feeling his erect stem. It was as scary as it was arousing. She wanted to pull her hand away yet was mesmerized by the throbbing warmth. Her fingertips traced the outline of the swollen shaft, impressed by its size and stature. As she did the heat in her lower belly intensified.
After devouring her mouth, his lips kissed a path to an ear. He heavily blew his moist, hot breath over the ridges of sensitive flesh. She shuddered in joy. His lips and teeth playfully nibbled on the lobe.
"Please daddy, stop," she orally protested as her fingers continued fondling the erotic bulge in his pants.
"Shh, just relax, baby," he calmly whispered into her ear. "Show your daddy how much you love and missed him with your gorgeous body."
"I'm really scared," she confessed, despite the aching in her loins.
"Of course you are. Trust your daddy, baby. It'll be fine."
He tugged the zipper of his pants down. Tina's fingers curiously moved inside the loosened clothing and stroked his unsheathed penis. Her heart raced as the fingers wrapped around his pulsating shaft. Her young, shapely body trembled excitedly. She was fully aware of the fiery passion in her belly that flared hotter as she caressed his stem. She could feel the seeping wetness that moistened her aching core.
His hands held the back of her head. He drew her forward as he rose up on his knees, raising his cock to her mouth. When Tina realized what he was trying to do, she recoiled. His grip on her head tightened, refusing to let go.
"Don't make me hurt you," he said in a stern voice that frightened her. The monster was back.
She quickly surrendered to his overwhelming will. He pressed her lips against the tip of his spear and sank into her hot, wet mouth. Tina grimaced as the musk flavor of his leaking cum filled her mouth. Despite her fear she secretly enjoyed the hard cock throbbing upon her writhing tongue. Conflicting emotions of love, desire, fear, and anger left her confused and misguided.
"Oh baby, your mouth feels so good," he groaned in delight.
His hands guided her head back and forth, shifting her mouth up and down his cock. A few times he pushed too deep and she gagged. He eased off as her wondrous oral cavity willingly sucked on his hard, aching stem. Her mouth drew the milky seed from his tingling balls.
“I never thought I’d see you again, it’s fate that has brought us together,” he said in a convincing lie that earned him her loving consent. “It’s meant to be, baby. We’re meant to be.”
One hand moved from the back of her head and down her neck. He felt for the zipper tab at the back of her dress and pulled it down the long track. Tina felt the dress go limp. With his saliva-soaked cock still pulsating in her wet mouth, he pushed the front of her dress down and exposed her succulent breasts. He cupped the warm, firm mounds and fondled them in his palms. His fingers and thumbs tenderly caressed the swells of perky flesh and teasingly prodded the large rubbery nubs.
“Daddy’s beautiful little girl is all grown up,” he said admiringly in a voice laced with lust.
He withdrew his penis from her mouth and pushed her down onto the mattress. She lay on her right side looking at him with frightened, accusing eyes as he settled onto his left. His precious daughter was a vision of beauty. He gazed at her reclined body in the dim light that spilled in from the overhead mercury vapor lamps outside. The pink dress was bunched at her waist, her silky globes rising and falling with each heavy breath. Her long legs had shifted apart. The bottom of the dress had pulled up and he could see the crotch of her juice-stained panties that cloaked her aroused pussy.
Horace could see the confusion in her eyes. Her body was awakened and filled with desire, yet lingering fear left her frightened. He smiled reassuringly and reached for her. He kissed her luscious mouth, pushing his hot tongue deeply inside. Her muscle responded hesitantly at first, but as the passion grew the kissing turned frantic. She kissed him back hard and fast, thrusting her tongue into his mouth in wide, sweeping motions. Her muffled moans sounded as his hands squeezed on her savory breasts.
“Your body feels so wonderful,” Horace told her.
She wanted him. Tina’s desire was absolute. Her soft hands reached for his cock, desperately stroking the long, hard meat. Oozing cum smeared onto the pads of her fingers. There was an insistent aching need in her center that begged to be stimulated. Her juice-soaked pussy impatiently throbbed as the tingling heat in her loins intensified, growing hotter than ever before.
“Love me,” she heard a whispered voice begging, and suddenly realized it was her own. “Take me. Fill me with your hard cock. Please, love me, dad.”
He smiled to himself. Horace knew from the start that he’d have his girl. His hands retreated from her globes and moved down. He fondled her smooth, flat belly until the crumpled pink dress got in the way. His moist lips kissed a meandering path down her smooth neck and nuzzled the fragrant base. Tina’s head tilted back and eagerly gave his mouth greater access to the soft neck. Her soft moans sounded as he playfully licked and nibbled.
Horace scooted down. His right hand reached between her nervously trembling inner thighs and lightly stroked the warm skin from the knee up to the edge of her crotch. He repeated the teasing gesture over and over, working his girl into a sexual frenzy. Meanwhile his mouth shifted down to a silky mound. After bathing the swell in his warm saliva, he nibbled on the pink tip.
Her moans became desperate cries as her lithe form shuddered. The smell of her sex was strong as leaking juice soaked through her panties and smeared on her delicate outer folds. With her thighs wide apart, her hips feverishly thrust at the air. An intense tingling heat throbbed in her lower belly, driving her wild with passion. She never felt such a powerful sexual need before. Tina was hotter than a two dollar pistol and needed to feel his cock inside her virgin pussy so badly.
Her legs came together as he jerked the wet panties down her thighs. Once they were past her knees Tina kicked them off the rest of the way. Her heart raced as she shifted them far apart, revealing all of herself to his desire. Like a bear drawn to the scent of honey, Horace’s mouth sought out her sex. His head sank between her thighs and devoured the object of his obsession. He peeled the outer folds apart and ravaged the essence-soaked flesh within.
“Oh!” her voice breathlessly groaned as her savory body quaked in joyous wonder. Tina was overwhelmed by the powerful sensations his loving stimulation created within her eager flesh. “Oh, yes! Yes, daddy!”
Her hands cupped his head and pulled his mouth tightly against her crotch. Tina’s hips anxiously ground her pussy upon his lips and tongue. Her body intensely shuddered as juice leaked from her frantic center. Tiny beads of perspiration formed on her shimmering skin as slick wetness glazed Horace’s face. Droplets of essence clung to his beard and mustache.
A train of moans sounded as her gorgeous body was wracked with violent spasms of pleasure. The tingling ball of fire in her lower belly erupted. Her thighs clamped tightly around his face as a brief flood of juice was issued from her core. Tina enjoyed the wondrous orgasm but was still less than satisfied.
Horace rose to a kneeling position and peeled off his shirt. Her fingers frantically loosened his belt buckle and snap. He sat back on his buttocks as his daughter tugged the clothing off. She lay back with her legs shamelessly parted, exposing her juice-soaked center. He moved forward and joined her, lying between the quivering limbs. With his right hand supporting the base of his penis, he gently pressed the tip between her swollen outer folds and sank to the bottom of the narrow slit.
Essence combined with his seeping seed and coated his prick with slick wetness. Tina gasped in nervous excitement as she felt her dad’s bulbous head pressing at the virgin orifice. The tiny opening reluctantly stretched. Her soft cries sounded as stinging pain accompanied his penetrating motion. The walls continued to stretch as the tip insistently drove forward. She sighed in relief as the purplish-red crown eased inside her aching core. It hesitated, anxiously thumping within her love canal.
Tina began moving her hips, rubbing herself against the joyous pressure of his cock. Horace thrust into her writhing form, tearing through the thin membrane that marked her innocence. Their breathless moans filled the steel cave that surrounded them. His throbbing penis shifted deeper, impaling her center on his steel-hard sword. Seeping nectar bathed his weapon as her love chamber vibrated around his stem.
Her hips met his every motion. Tina’s body feverishly welcomed him inside. His full length slid back and forth along her canal, the sensitized flesh savoring the wet heat and pressure of their erotic embrace. She writhed beneath his weight, desperately loving him with every ounce of strength that she possessed. The thunderous roar of passing trucks intermittently rocked the night around them.
The stale cabin air grew heavy with a strong smell of sex. It was hot and humid from the sweaty heat that emanated from their frantically moving bodies. The dense atmosphere muffled their delighted groans and rhythmic slapping of skin on skin.
“I can hardly breathe,” she complained as she moved out from beneath his body.
Her fumbling hands opened a side vent she recalled seeing earlier and felt a wave of cool, refreshing, diesel-laced air rushing in. The roar of trucks was twice as loud, but the air was such a wonderful relief. She enjoyed several deep breaths. Meanwhile, Horace shifted his position and he lay on his back beside her. He guided her legs into a straddling position above his crotch, and urged her to descend onto his anxious cock.
The outside air was such a transition from the heavy heated air inside the cabin that her sweat-soaked body was quickly chilled. Tina shivered and retreated from the wave of fresh air, allowing her dad to guide her onto his throbbing prick. She felt the round head stretching the sore opening wide and pushing deeply into her juicy core. Still feeling unfulfilled desire, her knees feverishly rocked up and down, driving his cock into her needy center.
With the resumption of their loving activity, her building excitement quickly had her on the verge of climax once again. Horace was also savoring the joy of his ascending semen. His body jerked, accompanied by soft groans. His hips thrust up into Tina’s descending pussy. Their merging bodies burrowed his penis fully inside her core.
Horace finally erupted in powerful delight. After his balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock, his toes curls and muscles tensed. With a grunt he ejaculated a searing stream of milky cum into her womb. He desperately thrust again, extending as far into her luscious center as possible and fired off another load. As he did Tina’s canal walls fluttered around his shaft as her frantic cries announced her sexual release.
Father and daughter enjoyed the most incredible moment of their lives as one, with limbs intertwined. The sounds of elation vibrated the cabin walls as they both achieved orgasm in unison. Their forms shuddered for several wondrous seconds until the release left them winded and exhausted.
“What have I done?” she asked herself in rhetoric as the enormity of her sacrifice rose to the surface of her brain…
…”Why did I let him do that to me?” she whispered into the night beside her fitfully sleeping brother. “How could I have allowed that monster into my life a second time?”
She wiped away the tears that spilled down her face. But this time she realized it wasn’t her fault. Her dad was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a predator, and she wasn’t equipped to resist his insistent advances. Finally she accepted what happened and was ready to move forward with her life.
* * * * *
The rising sun cast bright rays of light on the east side of the house. As the rays grew stronger, isolated shafts found openings in imperfectly closed curtains and shone across the bed where Tina and Butch continued to slumber. They’d never spent an entire night together, and they would often wonder why they had on that occasion. Had they grown too comfortable with one another, or did they no longer care what their mother thought of their relationship? Or were they simply ready for a final confrontation with the mom that never was, with the person they’d grown to loathe over the years?
The jiggling of the door knob startled Tina from a restful sleep. As soon as her blurry eyes opened she noticed the lump beneath the blankets beside her. The breath caught in her throat as the bedroom door swung open. Her mom stepped inside with a laundry basket on her right hip, apparently oblivious of Butch’s presence in bed alongside his sister. She dropped the empty basket at the foot of the bed in a silent invitation for Butch to wash his clothes.
“What…?” the woman asked in a combination of surprise and confusion. “Why are you in his bed?”
A moment later their mom recognized the pattern of eagerly discarded clothing that cluttered one side of the bed. Realization slowly set in. The shocked look on her face was readily apparent. Her jaw dropped open.
“What the hell do you two think you’re doing? You’re… together? You disgust me! Get out of my house, right now! I can’t bear the sight of either one of you. And don’t ever come back again!”
Tina angrily jumped up. Years of pent-up rage surfaced and would not be denied. “How dare you judge us? After all you let him put us through while you sat idly by and never said or did anything to stop him? You may have given us life, but you were never a mom to either one of us. I needed you so many times, but you were never there! I was more a mom to Butch than you could ever hope to be. You’re a miserable wretch! So before you judge anybody, look into the mirror first!”
Tina collected her discarded clothing and quickly got dressed as Butch lay in bed looking bewildered. Their mom stood by the open door frozen in shame.
“Pack your things, Butch. We’re not wanted here any more. Let’s get a fresh start somewhere far away from this miserable excuse for a home.”
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Tina recognized the look of fear in her brother’s eyes as she started the car and drove away from the only home he’d ever known with only the clothes on his back and two hastily packed cardboard boxes in the trunk.
“Where are we going?” he asked in a trembling, uncertain voice.
Tina glanced over and smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, brother. I’ll take care of you. We’ll take care of each other. This is our chance to start over.”
Before they left the house Tina retrieved the money roll her dad had given her on that fateful night. She’d hidden it inside a loose air vent in the room she used to call her own. Tina had always been too ashamed to spend it. In her own way it was blood money for an act that haunted her until last night. Now it was their ticket to a real future.
