you'll go crazy.' Jill powdered her face and made sure she was neat all over.
'I feel crazy right now. Mom will never let me fuck her.'
'If I know Janice, she'll let you. Shit, she's always telling everyone how wonderful you are. I've got to be getting back to the party now. My date will be wondering where I am. But you do as I say. Go ahead and fuck your mother and get it over with. You'll feel a lot better, afterwards.'
'All right, I will. But later, when my cock has recovered.'
Janice hurried from the door so she wouldn't be caught peeking. She rejoined the party in the den, only seconds before Jill entered.
She had known Jill a long time, but the redhead certainly surprised her tonight. Janice didn't know whether to hate Jill for fucking Larry or love the woman for suggesting to Larry that he fuck his mother. After some soul- searching, she decided to love Jill. She herself would never have had the courage to ask her own son to fuck her.
Chapter 4
Aunt Sue had dressed and rejoined the party, leaving Terry alone in her room to rest. Stretched out naked on her bed with her head buried in her pillow, Terry listened to the wild and naughty goings-on below. Men and women, boys and girls, family and neighbors were down there enjoying themselves, while she was up here feeling sorry for herself.
What was wrong with her? Why did she so hate the company of men? It just wasn't natural.
She had had fun with her aunt. But she couldn't spend her whole life with her aunt. She knew in her heart that she should be with boys her own age. And deep down she wanted to be with them. But just the thought of a boy or a man putting his hand on her body revolted her. And she knew that if she joined the party now, someone's hand would be on her ass before she could blink an eye. She didn't know what to do.
Terry wiped away a tear as she tried to imagine herself ever fucking someone of the opposite sex.
I don't think I ever could, she told herself, shivering at the thought.
It wouldn't be right.
But why wouldn't having sex with a boy be all right? She wanted to know. She thought hard, searching her mind and her soul, striving to force out the answer. Because…because…
Because Daddy wouldn't like it!
Could that be the answer? Perhaps. Certainly, her daddy and she were very, very close. Wasn't he always calling her his special little girl?
And wasn't he always cautioning her to be good if she wanted to remain his special little girl?
She didn't know anything right now. She was as confused as she had ever been in her whole life. And to make matters even more confusing for her, someone began knocking on her bedroom door.
Aunt Sue! She wants to eat my pussy again. Oh, Aunt Sue, I'm no lesbian. Can't you find another woman somewhere?
But to be polite, Terry said, 'Come in. The door's unlocked.'
She made no effort to cover her naked body; after all, Auntie had already seen everything there was to see.
But when the door opened, it was not her auntie who entered.
'Daddy!'
'Terry!' He ducked back out. 'I'm sorry, I thought you were dressed.'
'It's all right, Daddy,' Terry said, sitting up in bed and pulling a sheet over her. 'Come on in. I don't mind.' She held the edge of the sheet against her tits. They were barely covered.
'If you're sure it's okay?' he said, entering sheepishly. 'I didn't see you downstairs anywhere, so I thought I'd come up here and check on you. Aren't you feeling well?'
He closed the door behind him and came and sat on the edge of the bed.
The mattress sagged beneath his weight, and Terry's ass slid down and came to rest against her father's thigh. She made no effort to move away, and he didn't seem to notice. He merely smiled at her and placed a hand on her bare shoulder.
'Aren't you feeling well?'
'I felt a little tired so I thought I'd turn in early. But now that you're here, I don't feel a bit tired. We can talk if you like.' She sat up straighter, and the sheet slipped beneath her nipples, but she quickly adjusted it properly.
'Okay, what would you like to talk about?'
'Boys.'
'What about them?'
'Everything about them. I'm so confused.'
'Oh, I see,' he said. He cleared his throat and rubbed his chin. 'Well, now, where do I begin?
'With sex.'
'Do you know anything at all?'
'Oh, yes. Mom told me about fucking.'
'She did, did she? And have you ever fucked?'
'No, that's what confuses me. Whenever a boy starts feeling me up, I get disgusted and even a little frightened.' Terry told him about her fears and doubts. When she was finished, she breathed deeply, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
'Terry, I certainly didn't intend for you to stay a virgin your whole life. If you meet a nice boy, I'll trust you to do the right thing.'
'But what is the right thing, Daddy? I'm confused.'
'Of course, you're confused. You're too inexperienced to know anything.
You need someone to teach you the ropes.'
'Who will teach me?'
'There are several boys downstairs. Why don't you go down and mingle with them and let nature take its course.'
'They disgust me, Daddy.' She began to pout. Her hands relaxed. The sheet slipped down below her tits, which jutted out proudly and showed off their bright red nipples.
Her father's eyes roamed at will, not just over her tits but also over the outline of her body. She noticed right away and allowed the sheet to slip down to her belly.
'There are boys at your college. Do any of them interest you?' His eyes widened. His tongue began to circle his lips.
'No, Daddy. They're all disgusting.' She sat up even straighter and let the sheet slip down to her lap.
'Gee, Terry, I don't know what to say.' He tried to peek beneath the sheet.
'I know you could teach me, Daddy. I don't find you disgusting. And I'm not afraid of you, either. Please, Daddy.' She pushed up against him, grabbing his shoulders as she pleaded with him. The sheet slipped down to her knees.
Dan popped a boner. Terry could see the huge bulge in his crotch and the pain in his face, and she knew the cause of his discomfort. She had seen that pain many times before in other faces, and she had seen huge cock- bulges many times before in other crotches, and so she was familiar with them. Her daddy's huge cock bulge and his painful look were caused by a stiff prick and the intense desire to ram that prick deep inside her cunt.
This was the point where she always became frightened or even terrified. But just as her daddy's hot stares did not disgust her, his stiff boner and hungry look did not frighten her either.
'I'm not sure if I am the right person to teach you. After all, I am your father.' He held her waist; his eyes beheld her entire body.
'You're the only one who can teach me about men, Daddy. I won't let anyone else. If you don't teach me, I'll probably be a lesbian.' Again she pouted, while pressing her tits into his chest. 'Is that what you want, Daddy, a lesbian for a daughter?'
