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Subject: Incest story "Dreaming of Things To Come" Chapter 2
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Dreaming of Things To Come
Chapter Two
All during dinner, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Etienne and
he was surprised
to feel his cock beginning to grow hard. It served to remind him that
he hadn't really
had time for sex since Ellie died - between his job and raising
Etienne, where could
time be found? More than that, he realized that his erection grew
larger the more
he looked at Eti.
Her voice brought him back to the present.
". . .and I got an A on my science test. . . . "
Her voice trailed off as she noticed the odd look on her father's
face.
"Dad? What's wrong?"
Without saying anything, Lorne stood suddenly, forgetting his now
raging hard on.
Etienne's eyes grew large at the sight of the huge bulge in her
father's pants, her
young pussy instantly getting hot and wet.
A friend at school, Cindy Harrison, had told her that her father spent
a lot of time
between her legs. Of course, Eti didn't believe her, one bit. One
night during a
slumber party, however, she had gotten up to go to the bathroom and,
on the way
there, she heard the sounds of someone moaning softly.
Following the sounds to the den, she noticed that the door was opened
slightly and
peeked in - and saw Cindy being fucked with gusto by her father. Eti
was both
shocked and fascinated by the scene before her. Cindy's face was
twisted with the
effort of containing her father's ramming cock inside her young, tight
pussy. Having
never seen a man's penis before, she was awed by the sight of it
plunging in and out
of Cindy with deep, swift strokes that lifted her off the edge of the
desk.
Flushed with excitement, Eti slowly backed away from the lurid scene,
very much
aware of an ache that suddenly appeared between her own legs. She
hurried off to
the bathroom and back to her sleeping bag and, after a while, she was
fast asleep.
But her dreams were of large, hard dicks . . .
Her mind snapped back to the present. Her father was saying, ". . .
so, I'll just go to
bed. Don't forget your homework and remember to put the dishes away."
Etienne just nodded and watched her father walk away, the residue of
emotions still
fresh in her mind. She completed her after-dinner chores mechanically
and soon
found herself at her desk, trying to focus on her notes for the
upcoming algebra test.
She found that her concentration wasn't complete, the algebraic
symbols momentarily
losing their meaning.
Eti was frustrated and she was very much aware of the source of the
frustration.
Sighing, she crossed the room to her bed, stretched out and let her
thoughts take
control.
Eti's mind opened to the scene of her father getting up from the
table, the bulge in
his pants clearly defined. Just the thought of this sight set her
blood on fire. No
matter how hard she tried to clear her mind, this picture hovered
there.
It bothered her to the point where even wrapped in the comfort of her
bed, she could
get comfortable. Her hand slipped under her shirt and she absently
toyed with her
nipple. With her other hand, she undid her jeans, her fingers
entwining the lush
forest of hair. She often felt embarrassed at the crop of dark, curly
hair framing
her mound. She let her finger slide further down and she began to rub
her clit,
another prominent feature she often wished she didn't have - but it
didn't matter
right now.
She continued to massage her now-erect nipples with one hand, the
other rubbing her
clit with more urgency, her pleasure increasing. Etienne stopped long
enough to
wriggle out of her restricting jeans, letting her spread her long legs
wider.
The improved access to her wetness was just what the doctor ordered,
as she left her
nipples to spread herself wider, slipping two fingers inside. She
imagined that the
huge imprint in her father's pants was inside her instead of her
fingers, a thought
that increased the heat inside her.
Mouth open, eyes slightly closed, Etienne worked her young pussy
feverishly, her
climax building. She saw in her mind her father's ass rising and
falling rhythmically
as he fucked her until, finally, she exploded. She gasped as the
sensation hit her
hard, causing her to tremble with the release.
Etienne found that this was what she needed, as she curled up feeling
warm and, at
least, momentarily sated, she drifted off.
Lorne stepped back, closing the door just as quietly as he had opened
it. He had gone
to Eti's room to apologize for not being very social at dinner. As he
was about to
knock on the door, Lorne heard the sounds of Eti's labored breathing
and wondered
if she was crying because of his rude behavior.
Turning the knob gently, he looked in and saw his daughter fingering
herself, lost in
her own pleasure. The sight of his little girl's fingers sliding
effortlessly in and out
of her love nest cause an immediate erection. Butterflies appeared in
his stomach and
his knees felt weak as he wondered what she was imagining. His own
thoughts were
running rampant as he watched her, noticing how large her clit was as
she rubbed it
furiously, reminding him once again how much Etienne reminded him of
her mother.
Lorne watched as Eti climaxed, her young body trembling with such
energy that her
breasts shook with each wave that rushed through her. As she was
curling up, he
silently closed the door and stood there, shaking. He went back to
his own bedroom,
his thoughts wild and what he just witnessed. Realizing his own need
for release, he
quickly undressed, his cock springing free from restraint.
His hand found his erection instantly and began the slow massaging
action he'd become
used to. Eti, naked and open, flashed in his mind as he stroked his
cock, wondering
what it would be like to take her like the woman she was quickly
becoming. The
thought shamed him and inflamed his passion that much more as his
strokes were
getting longer and faster.
Lorne threw his head back and let out a long moan as he felt the
beginnings of his own
orgasm. With the picture of Eti's clit in his mind, he came, the long
white spurts
crossing the room and landing quietly on the carpeting. He continued
to stroke his
spasming manhood, thinking that it's been too long, much too long.
Lorne walked to his bathroom to get a towel and began cleaning up. He
felt the heat
of shame intermixed with the flush of release on his face as he knelt
to remove the
now-cooling sperm from the rug. He started the shower, feeling the
need suddenly
to be clean.
The water stung him but relaxed him as its heat penetrated his
slightly tense muscles.
Reaching for the soap, he reflected on his feelings about Etienne. He
was still
surprised that he was capable of thinking about Eti in sexual terms;
the taboos of his
youth instantly took their place in his mind, screaming their warning
of wrongness.
Lorne couldn't deny that his thoughts, however wrong, were somewhat
exciting. Hell,
who was he fooling? Just the thought of sliding his cock into his
"little girl" was such
a rush that he felt both excited and ashamed at the same time.
He was becoming confused, his thoughts warring with his feelings. He
remembered
how embarrassed he felt whenever Ellie asked him to change Eti as a
baby. Obviously,
he'd seen more than his share of pussy, but this was somehow
different. He would
complete the task, always coming away from it a little shaken and
never really knowing
why.
Turning off the shower, he began the task of drying himself while
trying to clear the
jumble of thoughts in his head. Lorne knew that he should focus on
his work; he was
sure that after today's presentation, the secret project in Lab One
would require
some reworking, especially after Levin got through fucking up things.
Shaking his head at the workload he was sure to face in the morning,
he killed the
lights and left the bathroom - and found Eti standing in the bedroom
doorway.
Mouth open, Lorne was surprised because it wasn't like Eti to just
come into his room
without announcing herself first. In fact, he was so shocked at
seeing her there, he
completely forgot the fact that he hadn't covered himself!
Wrapping the towel around himself and regaining some measure of
composure, he
crossed to his dressing table and began combing his damp hair.
"So," he began. "What brings you here at this late hour?"
"I think we need to talk about something," she answered.
"Okay. Sit and tell me what's on your mind, Peaches."
Etienne grinned at the use of her nickname. He only called her that
when he wanted
to lighten what may be a serious conversation.
Without preambles, Eti said, "You were watching me, weren't you?"
Lorne flinched; he didn't think that she had heard the door close.
"Uh, well, not really," he finally answered. "I came to apologize and
when you didn't
answer my knock, I thought that something may have been wrong."
"So you stuck your head in?" she asked.
Lorne nodded, his embarrassment clear.
"I didn't hear you knock, but I thought I heard the door close."
"Well, I thought that I had been quiet about it."
They sat silently for a few moments. Eti had her fears confirmed and
Lorne, well, he
felt like a Peeping Tom.
Eti then made the biggest decision of her young life. Clearing her
throat, she said,
"I guess, then, that my watching you evened up the score." And she
waited for the
shit to hit the proverbial fan.
Lorne closed his eyes, a silent "oh, shit" escaping his lips - and his
face felt incredibly
hot.
"You saw that, huh?"
Eti nodded and sat back to wait for the angry outburst.
But, Lorne just sat there, looking for all the worlds like a condemned
man. He couldn't
think straight and he really needed to think clearly in order to deal
with this situation.
His daughter, however, was a little short on patience; she wanted to
get this over with
as quickly as possible. She was wondering what sort of punishment
he'd give her when
he said, "So. How do we deal with this?"
Not being exactly what she expected to hear, Eti blinked, not knowing
how to answer.
Her mind was racing; she knew how she'd like to deal with it. The
sight of her father
standing in the middle of the room, stroking his large, hard dick was
still fresh in her
mind. It was everything she dreamed it could be and, oh, how she
wanted it.
When she realized that she did hear the door close, Eti sat
immediately, knowing that
it could have only been one person there. He saw you, her mind
screamed, and she was
scared. But, her mind whispered, isn't that what you wanted all
along?
Eti tried to shake that whisper out of her head, all the time knowing
that it was true.
She had made up her mind to go to him and tell him. When she got to
his room, she
noticed that the door was ajar, so she peeked in. Just in time to see
her father
furiously jerking his cock, his hand a blur.
Eti stood transfixed in the doorway as Lorne continued the rapid
movement.
Suddenly, she saw him stiffen, his hand now moving as if he'd lost all
rhythm and
stifled a gasp when she saw the first long spurt of cum exploding from
the swollen
head of his dick. Spurt after spurt shot from his heaving manhood as
she heard her
father gasp. Even from where she was standing, she could hear his
load as it hit the
carpeted floor.
As Lorne moved to the bathroom, Eti realized that she had actually
stepped into the
room. Fear glued her where she stood as he came out of the bathroom
with a towel.
Eti realized that had he just knelt where he stood, she would be
caught. But, Lorne
turned his back to the doorway, cleaned up his spent seed, and
returned to the
bathroom.
When Eti heard the shower running, she moved to escape - and found
that she
couldn't, for some reason. Her knees were weak and shaking and she
grabbed the
door's edge for support.
She had no idea how long she stood there with her mind swimming but,
as she regained
her composure, her father had stepped back into the bedroom proper.
Shit, she
thought. I never heard the water stop! And, she was caught, like an
insect in amber.
Etienne snapped back to the here and now, noticing her father's
concerned look.
"Is there something wrong, Peaches?" he asked. "I asked you a
question and you were
a million miles away."
"I'm okay." She responded. Eti was aware of a whole squadron of
butterflies that
suddenly appeared in her stomach.
"Well?" asked her father, his concern deepening.
Now is our chance! Her mind whispered. It's now or never!
Clearing her throat, she said "What I want to do about this is, um . .
. "
Go ahead, say it!
"I want to fuck you!" she blurted out finally.
One part of her mind was totally shocked at her outburst while the
part of her, the
one consumed with lust for this man, was very much pleased.
Lorne, too, was of two minds, one part stunned at his daughter's
words, one part
thinking that it wouldn't be a bad idea.
Where was the moisture in his mouth? Lorne's mouth, he noticed, was
so dry! He
blinked, as if that would instantly solve the problem.
"Uh, Eti," he began. "Do you know what you're saying?" Inwardly, he
hoped she did.
Under his towel, he could feel his cock beginning to stir in
anticipation.
Eti, for her part, was doing some thinking of her own. Gathering her
resolve, she
moved toward the bed where her father was sitting. That's it! Go get
it. You know
you want it and so does he!
She approached her father, her fear slipping away at every step. She
stood before
him and looked into his eyes and saw his want and his morality
clashing inside of him.
Her mind was made up, knowing somehow that she couldn't walk away now.
Continued...
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