Sharing Secrets (3 page)

Figuring what's done is done, Adam raised his daughter up by her arms and gently pushed her back down on her bed. He then positioned himself above her, and without any warning at all, dove his face into her pussy, immediately probing his tongue into her as far as he could.

Paige gasped in surprised delight as she felt her father's mouth devour her pussy, immediately triggering an explosive orgasm. Adam feasted with abandon on his daughter's wet cunt, drinking in with delight the sweet nectar flowing from her pussy that he had been hungering for the last couple of weeks.

Paige rode wave after wave of orgasm brought on by her father's enthusiastic tongue until finally the sensations became too much.

“Daddy! Daddy! Please...enough...enough...please stop!” she gasped as she reached down and lifted her father's face off of her crotch.

Adam looked up at his daughter, his lips glistening with her juices. Paige grabbed his forearms and guided him up to her, passionately kissing his cum-coated lips, tasting herself on him. Adam braced himself up on his hands and knees, not daring to place his full weight down on her, for if he did he would surely be plunging his cock deep inside of her, a barrier he was still determined not to cross.

They looked deeply in each others' eyes, neither of them able to come up with words even close to describing what they were thinking and feeling. They remained that way for a couple of moments, until Adam finally broke the silence by telling her to get some sleep. He slowly got up from the bed and walked out of the room, taking one more quick glance at his daughter still slightly gasping before walking down the hall toward his own bedroom.

Walking in, he saw his wife laying naked on top of the sheet, her eyes flooded with desire. Adam quickly walked over to the bed, positioning himself on top of her. Neither of the said a word, neither of them had to, as he plunged his cock into her and started thrusting in and out. They fucked fiercely, both their heads still saturated with the thoughts of what had just taken place, both slamming their pelvises against each other until Adam unleashed his cum deep inside his wife who hungered desperately for it.

Now exhausted and totally spent, Adam rolled off and laid his head on Brenda's breast, both of them still gasping as they drifted off into a contented sleep.

Adam sat in the living room reading a magazine as he heard the muffled laughter and occasional stomps coming from his daughter's room up above him, a slight grin forming as he enjoyed the playful sounds of Paige and her friend having a good time. At times they almost sounded like a couple of preteens having a slumber party rather than two young women just months away from entering college.

Adam was delighted that his daughter was spending time with someone her own age, since it was a rare thing for her to connect with someone among her peers. Adam wondered briefly, and a bit sadly, if this might be the beginning of her starting to break away from from him, and her mother as well, along with the intimate experimentation they had recently begun to indulge in.

He hated the thought of Paige drifting away from them and out on her own, but that's the way things are supposed to be. The decision not to indulge in her request to take their relationship to the ultimate level of intimacy seemed to be the right decision at the moment. Adam and Brenda were both very impressed with Natalie when Paige introduced her to them, and could tell immediately why Paige was so drawn to her.

Paige and Natalie laid on the floor of Paige's bedroom, dressed only in panties and oversized t-shirts, a myriad of blankets, sleeping bags and pillows sprawled across the floor. They had a bowl of popcorn situated between them, munching on it as they involved themselves in a marathon of crime shows on Paige's small television, often laughing and making fun of the actors and situations. Even their sense of humor was similar, one starting to laugh before the other one even finished their sentence.

Finally Paige turned off the television with her remote as the credits ran for the last show.

“I really like your parents,” Natalie commented. “Your mother is so beautiful!”

“Yeah, she is,” Paige responded her words laced with a tinge of pride.

“And your dad! He is
so
fucking hot!” Natalie continued.

Paige let her words sink in, but didn't respond to Natalie's compliment of her father.

“Are you attracted to your father?” Paige asked cautiously after a few seconds of silence.

“Well...yeah,” Natalie responded hesitantly, obviously uncomfortable with the question. “I mean, he is a very handsome man. And he's done a wonderful job raising me and taking care of me.”

“Do you ever have...thoughts about him?”

“What do you mean, 'thoughts'?”

“You know...fantasized about him sexually?”

Natalie looked over at Paige with a shocked expression, almost as if she had just been exposed. “Paige! He's my father, for chrissake!”

Paige could tell she was on the right track, not only from Natalie's vocal objection, but also from the spot that was starting to become obviously noticeable in the crotch of Natalie's dark blue panties.

“You have, haven't you?” Paige said teasingly, looking down at Natalie's crotch.

Noticing Paige looking down at her panties, Natalie gasped and pulled her t-shirt down to cover it up, drawing her legs up to her chest.

“Stop looking at me down there!” she exclaimed loudly, almost shouting it out, turning her head in embarrassment.

“It's okay, Natalie,” Paige said, trying to sound soothing and reassuring. “You can tell me, your secret is safe with me. I'd never tell anybody if you have.”

“Well, what about you?” Natalie shot back, turning her head back to look at her. “Have you ever had fantasies about
your
father?”

“I'll tell you if you really want to know.”

“Oh my god,” Natalie whispered, the look in Paige's eyes making her wonder. “Have you actually
done
it with him??”

“Not exactly,” Paige answered. “But certain things have happened, yes.”

“What sort of things?” Natalie asked, her face flooded with amazement and curiosity.

“Well, we started out just masturbating in front of each other. Then we got each other off with our hands, and just recently I gave him a blowjob and he ate me out.”

“Does your mom know about all this?” Natalie asked, trying to absorb the reality of Paige's confession.

“She does, actually.”

“And she's
okay
with it?”

“She says she is, as long as nothing is being done behind her back or anything.”

Natalie's heart pounded with excitement as she listened to Paige's revelations. “Wow, that is the most amazing thing I've ever heard in my life! But he's never actually fucked you?”

“No. I want him to, but he doesn't think it's a good idea, says I should wait until I've found somebody special for my first time.”

“Well, now who would ever be more special than your dad?” Natalie responded
, immediately
feeling shocked that she would actually be openly arguing for the notion of a father fucking his daughter.

“That's what I said!” Paige replied, shooting her hand out toward Natalie. “But he's convinced that I'd be sorry for it later down the road.”

“Wow,” Natalie said, not being able to come up with any other response, feeling overwhelmed that Paige would actually confide in her like this.

“Now,” Paige said as she laid down on her side, propping her head up in her hand. “Tell me about your fantasy about your father.”

Natalie followed suit and laid on her side with her head propped up, facing Paige as she tried to formulate her words.

“Okay...The last time my father ever spanked me, I was like maybe nine or ten. I don't even remember now what I did to deserve it. But I was wearing a skirt at the time, and he put me over his lap, raised the skirt up and spanked me about three or four times over my panties. I mean, daddy had spanked me a few times before then, but I always had on pants or jeans or whatever. That was the first time he had ever spanked me with just panties on, and I remember it hurt like hell. I didn't think a whole lot of it for the longest time afterward, except for remembering how much it hurt, and ever since I tried to never make him mad enough to want to spank me ever again.”

Paige let out a slight chuckle, remembering how she also tried avoiding spankings, only any spankings she got were from her mother, her father never did spank her as far as she could remember.

Paige also began to notice that Natalie's nipples were starting to harden and stick out through her t-shirt as she told her story. She started feeling an ever growing urge to reach out and touch them. She was also starting to notice a wetness starting to form inside her own panties.

“Anyway,” Natalie continued, “lately I started having these...dreams.”

“What sort of dreams?” Paige asked as she started running her finger up and down Natalie's arm.

Natalie felt a thrill rush through her from Paige's touch as she continued. “In the dreams, daddy was spanking me like he did that last time, only in my dream I wasn't wearing any panties. He would spank my bare bottom, usually about three times, then he would hold his hand on my butt, eventually starting to rub it where he was spanking me. Then he would run his hand down to my crotch, feeling how wet I was, then start sticking his fingers into my pussy.”

Paige teasingly ran her finger up Natalie's arm, over her shoulder, then traced down to her breast, finally placing her palm over Natalie's hardened nipple.

“Your nipples are hard,” Paige stated obviously as she squeezed lightly. “Is this okay?” she asked cautiously as she looked into Natalie's eyes.

“It feels good,” Natalie replied, her breath starting to become heavy. “I like it. I've never had a girl touch my boobs before.”

“I've never touched a girl's boobs before. Well, except my own, of course,” Paige replied, causing them both to chuckle slightly. “Would you like to take our shirts off?”

“Yeah,” Natalie answered, smiling with excitement as she pulled her t-shirt over her head, Paige following suit and removing hers as well.

Paige placed her hand back on Natalie's breast and squeezed it, marveling in the contrast of her light cream-colored hand against the dark complexion of Natalie's breast. Paige gasped in pleasure as Natalie reached up to squeeze Paige's smaller breast as well.

“So tell me more about your dreams,” Paige requested as she continued to fondle Natalie's full, fleshy boob, enjoying the warmth and suppleness underneath her hand.

“The dreams usually ended with Daddy sliding his fingers up into my pussy. I would wake up just soaking wet, and at first I would just rub myself to orgasm thinking of him shoving his fingers in and out of me. Later on, I would fantasize about him taking his cock out, bending me over, and shoving it inside of me. I would fantasize that he would be just pounding it into me, not being gentle at all, almost as if it was part of the punishment.

“It probably sounds like I want him to abuse me or something, but really, I just want him to take me, to fuck me hard, almost like he doesn't even really care whether I want it or not, to just take me and pound into me for his own pleasure until he just fills me up with his cum. Sometimes I fantasize that I'm even resisting a little bit, but he takes me anyway, overpowering me and fucking me till he's done. Maybe that makes me sound masochistic, but the thought of it makes me cum so hard every time. It probably sounds like I want to be raped by my father, but I don't really think of it as rape, because it's something that I want and something that excites me more than I can even describe.”

“It sounds very intense,” Paige commented, feeling her own pussy start to quiver from Natalie's excitement.

“Does that make me sound weird?” Natalie asked, crinkling her nose.

“Uh huh,” Paige responded, making Natalie chuckle. “But so what? Who says weird is always a bad thing? We're all weird in our own way. I can understand why something like that would excite you. I mean, when I think about my father I always picture it as something tender and loving. I certainly don't want to be spanked by him, but I can understand where someone could be turned on by something like that.”

“Actually, that's not all that I'm turned on by right now,” Natalie spoke softly as she looked at Paige with desire flowing from her face.

Paige smiled shyly at Natalie, gliding her hand from Natalie's breast up to her face, cupping her cheek as she leaned in slightly. Natalie leaned in as well and their lips met, touching softly at first, then becoming more passionate as they pressed their lips tighter to each other.

Paige's heart fluttered wildly at the softness of another woman's lips on her own, feeling Natalie's tongue tickling her lips as if silently asking for entry into her mouth. Paige parted her lips, inviting Natalie's tongue in, extending her own tongue out, their tongues dancing together as they probed each others' mouths. Natalie reached up and cupped Paige's breast in her hand, squeezing it softly as they continued their passionate kiss.

Paige broke their kiss and she looked at Natalie, gently nudging her down onto her back. Cupping the underside of Natalie's breast, she slowly lowered her head and took Natalie's nipple into her mouth, sucking on it gently, causing an involuntary gasp to escape from Natalie's lips.

After sucking for a little while, Paige released Natalie's nipple from her mouth and moved up to kiss her once again as she reached over to squeeze Natalie's other breast. Paige marveled at the size and fullness of her friend's breasts, enjoying Natalie's reactions to her touch.

Paige broke the kiss and raised her head up to again look into Natalie's glowing brown eyes.

“Have you ever thought about telling your father how you feel? Admitting these desires you have for him?” Paige asked, continuing to run her hands over Natalie's breasts.

“Well, in the first place, I'm not near as bold as you are,” Natalie responded, making Paige giggle. “Actually telling my dad that I want him to fuck me isn't something I can picture myself doing. In the second place, actually telling him would kind of end up defeating the whole fantasy.”