School seemed entirely pointless these days. I sat in my chair in Spanish class squirming uncomfortably. I couldn't wait to get home. The past three weeks had been more than amazing with dad. He'd been working out with me, taking long runs with me at night, and we'd end up in the park alone, making love beneath the branches of a willow tree. With him on top of me, inside of me, the whole world seemed to stop. All I could see was his eyes and he only had eyes for me.
Mom had been away on a business trip and I was glad of it, because when she was around I felt more than a little guilty. It was true that their marriage was simply for show, yet she was still my mother, no matter what else was going on. With her gone, it also gave me a few chances to slip into his bed at night, and climb on top of him when he was asleep and his cock was hard. I'd just shimmy down on top of him and ride him hard, waking him, and he'd look up at me in amazement as I took him with me as waves of pleasure rocketed through my veins. I loved making my daddy cum. I liked seeing the tiny rivulets of white shining on my skin afterwards, the musky manly smell of him woven with my young girl scent. He sometimes pretended that he didn't want me, that what we were doing was wrong, but I'd convinced him that things were better this way.
My dad had started talking dirty to me when we'd be watching TV on the couch at night. He'd whisper "Is my little bitty girl all wet for her daddy?" and I'd smile up at him adoringly. Then he'd part my legs and run his finger up the inside of my thigh to my soaking wet crotch. He'd run lazy circles up and down my slit getting my panties sticky with my juices. It was times like these where it seemed that he was over feeling guilty for his actions. It had taken a little bit of convincing on my part to get him to see it my way. We were two people really, and the fact that we were father and daughter really didn't matter.
After the first time he'd fucked me at Bart's house, my dad had clammed up again. This time I didn't let him have his solitude. I'd worn the most sexy and provocative outfits I owned and even borrowed a few from friends. I'd paraded around in front of him in the living room and would sit down on his lap, wiggling against his crotch until I'd get a slight moan or feel him grow hard beneath me. I had to do it when Kyle and Em were around so that he wouldn't rebuff me. After one night when I'd teased him mercilessly, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes when I felt him behind me. His hands gripped my hips painfully and pulled me back against his rock hard cock. "You think you can just do whatever you want and get away with it?" he'd whispered menacingly. Then he'd hiked up my shirt and molded my breasts with his hands while his cock seemed to be pushing my thighs apart. I'd eagerly spread my legs for him and with a gasp he filled me. He shoved my head forward practically into the sink as he took me, fucking me so hard I nearly cried. I was paying for what I'd done to him; I knew that I deserved it. Every thrust was more powerful than the last and just when I thought the assault was over, he turned me roughly, and picked me up, setting me on top of the counter. He'd pried my legs apart forcefully and slid his manhood into me once again. "Put your hands around daddy's neck." He'd ordered and I could do nothing but obey. He crushed me to him and fucked me there on the countertop.
Tears clouded my vision but at the same time, a heat had begun to grow inside of me, a primal and deep heat that was causing my pussy to clench around his cock. "That's right, I can do this to you too." I came then, and sobbed as fire raced upward, filling me with a molten pleasure at my center. I felt him convulse with me and his hot liquid shot deep inside of me. We panted together, and leaned against one another for what seemed an eternity. Slowly he pulled himself away from me and kissed me tenderly on the lips. "Baby, you're driving me nuts. I can't control myself anymore. I tried so hard to not want you but then you do those things deliberately and I can't not react to it. Just remember Kerry...you're a big girl and you've made a choice to pursue this with me. I'm not going to be the only one responsible, you understand? This is your last chance, we can stop this here and now and go back to having a normal relationship...or we can have this. And I don't know if I'll be able to stop. It's up to you."
I had made my decision. I couldn't go back to having a normal relationship with him, not after what we'd done. Thus, I'd had three weeks of wonderful sex with a man that I not only admired, but loved. The bell rang. I jumped up quickly and raced to my locker. I grabbed my books and was walking home when a car pulled up next to me.
"Hey kiddo, need a ride?" Uncle Bart smiled down at me.
"Sure." I said eagerly, thinking I'd get home quicker.
I climbed in and we sped off, but after awhile I realized we weren't headed back to my house. I looked over at him and he smiled at me. He reached out and took my hand in his.
"Where are we going?" I asked timidly. He didn't answer but kept on driving. We were out of the town now, on a country road that led to the mountains.
"Uncle Bart?"
"Relax Kerry. We're going to go somewhere where we can have a little privacy."
A tiny knot of fear filled my stomach. I remembered what had happened at the pool, when he'd kissed me. All sorts of torrid and fearful thoughts entered my mind but when we took a left turn I finally relaxed. We were headed towards the family cabin. Surely this was a surprise, my dad had promised me a week ago that we'd go up there and have some time alone. Then suddenly Bart pulled off to the side of the road. The air was hot and still. No one was around.
"Kerry we need to talk about what happened."
"Why? It was nothing, really."
"It was for me."
I could only stare at him.
"Girl...you are so hot. With that tight little swimsuit I could see everything."
I looked out the window and he unbuckled his seatbelt.
"Kerry...I saw what you and your daddy did."
I jerked in surprise and dismay.
"That's right,I saw you fuck your daddy. I've been thinking about that for a long time now. Every night Kerry, when I fuck your Aunt, I'm thinking about the two of you, but especially you."
"Shut up."
