Chapter 7

It was a dark and stormy night...

The words kept running through Katy's head. Silly. Where had they come from? Was it an old children's story? She didn't know; they were just words that never failed to raise laughter ever since she could remember.

But the words were an apt description for the thick, stormy darkness that surrounded her. She had never seen a blacker night, or experienced a more thunderous storm. The cracks of thunder were now coming in perfect time with the stuttering strobes of light which penetrated the drawn blinds, the jarring claps making the walls of the house shake.

She was more fascinated than scared. It was an eerie feeling-just like being in the center of a storm cloud.

When the storm finally did pass, she was wide awake. And then the thoughts set in-the thoughts that had been troubling her almost nightly. Sexy thoughts, thoughts that excited and then revolted her, thoughts that challenged even the relatively lax morals she had been brought up to respect.

Was it normal to feel this way...about men? Women?

The luminous dial of the clock-radio beside the bed told her it was one-thirty in the morning. At this rate, it would be dawn before she would get to sleep!

Feeling not the least bit sleepy, she sat up, swung her feet to the floor, and groped with her bare feet for her slippers. She was naked-the humid night had made even her light nightie uncomfortable. She reached for her robe, but decided against it. It was dark, and Tom was probably fast asleep anyway.

She stopped in the bathroom, then went into the kitchen for a drink. The light from the refrigerator bathed her naked body in its glow and gave her a kinky feeling of excitement. She had half a notion to take full advantage of her nudity and run out into the lingering rain that was now pattering softly against the window panes. But her prim, New England upbringing finally took hold, and she started moving back toward her bedroom in the darkness.

"Can't sleep, sweetheart?"

Katy's pulse skittered at the unexpected sound. She stopped before the dark void of her father's open bedroom door.

"No, Dad. Are you awake?"

There was a throaty chuckle. "That storm could have wakened the dead. Did it scare you?"

"No...." She found herself moving into her father's bedroom. "It woke me, but now it's my thoughts that are keeping me awake."

"What kind of thoughts?"

"Oh...just thoughts." She sat on the edge of the bed.

He reached out and patted her bare knee in the darkness.

His touch was comforting. "Why don't you crawl in beside me and tell me about them?" "Tom-"

"No, not Tom. Tonight, we're not friends. Tonight, I'll be your daddy. We'll talk, that's all."

Katy felt a giddy feeling as she pulled back the sheet and slid in beside her father. "I'm nude," she said softly, as she turned on her side toward him.

Her father chuckled. "So am I-"

Oh, God!

"But I think we're both adult enough to overlook that"

"I can," she said firmly, "if you can."

"Sure, sweetheart," he said, drawing her into his arms. "After all, you are my daughter." He gave her a gentle kiss on the mouth. "Hmmm...."

Her fingers clutched the back of his head and she opened her mouth. The kiss was deep and lingering.

"Oh, God," she murmured, breaking the kiss and rolling onto her back. "Tom, I'm so confused."

"Tell me, sweetheart." He touched her breasts and she stiffened. Almost instantly, an intense storm of excitement began to rage inside her.

"Oh, God, Daddy-" It all gushed out-her sexual doubts, the disappointment she had with guys, her curiosity about her lesbian friends' lifestyle, her coming south for the summer to distance herself and get her mind straight.

"And since I've come down here, everything seems to be sex. I can't get away from it! I run into the neighbors fucking in the woods, then I screw my own father, and then, today, I even make it with a woman!"

"A woman? Who?"

"Cora-the hairdresser."

"My God," he said in surprise. "I never knew Cora was that way."

"She's not-I mean, not exclusively. She's the one I saw screwing in the woods with your neighbor."

"That would be Randy Hanks." Tom chuckled. "The word is that he really gets around."

"The big-cocked sonofabitch fucks his own mother!" Katy spat out bitterly.

"Is that right!" He sounded awed. "Can't say as I blame him."

"Tom!"

"Maggie Hanks is my age," he explained, "but she's still the sexiest-looking woman in town."

"Cora says she's a 'loose' woman? Would you screw someone like that?"

He laughed heartily. "Hell, daughter, I'd love just to see her skinny dipping. Those big knockers of hers must be the eighth wonder of the world."

"Men!" Katy said in disgust. "Isn't your secretary enough for you?"

"Sweetheart-speaking as a man now, and not as a father-I don't think one woman is ever enough for a man. It's just that some men restrain themselves more than others."

Was that true for women, too? she wondered. Wouldn't she like to have it all? Her dad? Cora, the hairdresser? And even that cocky sonofabitch with the big dick...Randy?

Her father's hand was caressing the ripe globe of her breast, and she shuddered with pleasure as his fingers gently tugged the nipple into stiffness.

"My advice to you is to enjoy it all. Just let yourself go wild. In the fall, when you go back to Rhode Island, you'll have some great memories and no one will be the wiser."

"That...doesn't sound like a father speaking."

"I'm not feeling all that fatherly right now," he commented, as he rubbed his palms across her hardened nipples.

Katy tried to ignore the feelings rising within her. "You don't think I'll turn into a slut?"

"No, sweetheart. You've got good parentage, and I'm sure your mother has given you a decent upbringing. Being a slut and enjoying life on your own terms are two different things."

Enjoying life of her own terms. Yes, that did sound good.

The bed creaked in the darkness, and she felt her father's breath on her chest as he leaned over her.

"Tom...you said tonight you would be my father."

"Ummm." He kissed her breast. "I'm teaching you a lesson, sweetheart. Never trust a man-even your own father."

Especially your own father, Katy thought as she cupped her tit in her hand and rolled it under her father's lips, especially when he's sexy...and naked.

"Ooooh, Daddy," she purred softly while he gently nipped and kissed her nipples. "Suck my tits! Kiss 'em, lick 'em, suck 'em-ooooh, that's nice."

His kisses moved downward, and his tongue slid over her tummy. Fire rose in her belly.

Yes, this was great. Sex was wonderful. Her father was teaching her...showing her the way. She would never go back to the nun-like existence she had lived in Rhode Island. She'd take love when it was offered; she'd find it when it wasn't. And she'd have no regrets.

As his lips moved closer and closer to her seething core, Katy let her natural instincts take their course. She raised and bent her knees, spreading them wide for him. She breathed a heavy sigh when she felt his lips touch her inner thighs.

Then his tongue was sliding up and down the soft, fleshy insides of her legs. Her eyes fluttered with desire. When his mouth finally covered her hairy cunt, she let out a sharp shout of excitement.

"Aaaggh! Oh, God, Daddy! Eat me! Eat my pussy" she moaned huskily.

Tom was lost in the aroma and the flavor of his daughter's hot, wet cunt. His tongue split the smooth, velvety lips and plunged in and out of her warm, moist hole. Cupping the smooth cheeks of her ass in his hands, he rubbed his face back and forth, burying his nose in her delicately-haired crotch. His lips caught the stiff button of her clit.

She cried out again, and her hips thrashed and twisted against his face.

"Oooh, Daddy, yes, Daddy, that's wonderful, wonderful, wonderful." Her tummy muscles tightened, and her hips jerked and swirled against his face.

Tom's breath was coming in short gasps. Oh, he loved this. Her young pussy was so tasty. Her pussy hair was wet and felt silky against his cheeks as he nuzzled her crotch. His tongue flicked against her clit and made her hips jerk and arch up off the bed.

Katy's eyes gaped in the darkness as she felt her tummy tighten and the first throes of an orgasm ripple through her pussy. Her legs shot out straight into the air and her hips jerked against his face. Then, the full force of her massive climax inundated her in a flood of sensation.

"T-T-T-Tom! Oh, God, I'm cumming!" she wailed, as waves of pure joy tore through her body.

Tom held tight to her wildly thrashing hips and licked away the sweet juices that spewed from her convulsing cunt. His encouragement spurred her to the heights and held her there until she finally collapsed with a heavy sigh.

He gave her a moment to recover, then asked, curiously, "Did Cora do that? Eat your pussy?"

"Yes," she admitted without shame. "And I ate hers."

"Hmmm."

She laughed. "Jealous?"

"No, but maybe a little envious."

"You'd go down on her?"

"Maybe I just have an itch for young women," he said sadly.

"Well, that's an itch that's easy enough to scratch. She wants to fuck you."

"Cora wants to fuck me?"

"Yeah. She asked me to set her up with you."

"Damn...."

"But I don't think I want to share you," she said, reaching out in the darkness to find his hard, jutting cock.

"We could do a threesome," he said lightly. "That would give you a chance to try it both ways and see which suited you best?"

"God, Daddy, a threesome?"

He chuckled. "A man has his fantasies."

"Well, why don't you just fantasize right now," she said, lowering her voice seductively. "Pretend I'm her. Don't we all look the same in the dark?"

"I don't need a fantasy, sweetheart," he said, allowing his daughter's hand to guide his cock into position between her legs. "Not when I'm with you."

"Fuck me. Daddy," she murmured.

"With pleasure," he grunted, pushing his cock deep into her with one strong thrust.

Katy's hips arched upward, pressing tightly to his. Little quivers of excitement rippled in her belly and her stomach muscles jerked. "Aggghhhh!"

His big prick spread the walls of her cunt wide.

"Mmmmm, yes, Daddy, yes," she purred dreamily, as she sensed the approach of another climax.

Her hips began to move smoothly with his, matching his motions as his cock slid smoothly in and out of her.

Tom's skin prickled as he felt the hot, tight grip of her cunt around his pole. The thick lips slurped along the shaft as he pumped his hips to hers. The fire built and clutched his balls.

"Oh, God, Daddy, you make me so excited. I'm going to cum again, Daddy. Make me cum, Daddy," she moaned urgently. "Make me cum."

Tom's eardrums were pounding, but he heard her cry out just as his cock jerked in her cunt. His deep groan joined her moans of passion as his cock began to jerk inside her. He thrust hard into her, and her cunt collapsed around him. Again, her legs shot up into the air.

Katy gasped and cried as she felt the hot flood of cum splash into her pussy, fueling her own climax.

"Aaaggghhh, I'm cumming, Daddy. Oh, my God, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She moaned as the awesome power of the orgasm shook her body.

Tom was overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax. He held his daughter's body tightly while she twisted and jerked even after his cock had stopped spitting its hot fluids inside her convulsing cunt.

When her spasms finally slowed, he pulled his soft cock out of her cunt and released her to roll onto the bed by her side. Lying together, the two lovers shared the afterglow silently while their bodies relaxed.

"Are you okay?" he asked when his breathing had returned to normal.

"Hmmm. Never felt better," she murmured. The excess cum that had dribbled out of her was turning cold on her thighs.

"Think you can get to sleep now?"

She chuckled in the dark. "Are you crazy?" Her fingers groped and found his slick, slimy cock.

Laughter rumbled in his belly. "Yeah, sweetheart, I guess I am. Crazy for you." He stroked her hair as she turned on her side and laid her head on his belly.

"We're both crazy," she murmured, as her mouth swooped over his cock.

Tom gritted his teeth as she sucked his cock into her mouth.

"Oh, sweetheart. Baby...."

Katy smacked her lips around the limp organ as she sucked and licked it clean. Her flavor was mixed with his in the sticky fluids she cleaned away...an exotic cocktail. The idea made her laugh.

"Is my tired, old prick that funny?"

"No," she murmured. "It's just that this is such a great cocktail."

He laughed with her. The humor took away from the seriousness of the moment...this was simply fun, nothing deeper than that.

Katy's tongue poked at the wrinkled skin of his scrotum. It tickled the twin nuts that were held protectively inside. When the penis began to twitch, she pulled the tip of his prick into her mouth and started sucking it.

"Oh, Katy." He groaned. "Suck it, sweetheart. Suck it." His prick stretched slowly back to life, becoming long and thick in her mouth. His balls dribbled across her chin like a bag of ripe fruit.

The warm pulsing in her mouth thrilled his young daughter. Letting the shaft slip out until only the fat knob was clutched between her lips, she stroked the shaft of the organ with her fist while she sucked heartily on its end. Her fingers teased its underside while her other hand toyed with his balls, lifting them, dropping them, and squeezing them to feel their soft, spongy charge. A tangy discharge began to flow from the end of his prick.

He groaned and began thrusting his loins upward.

Her fist stroked more rapidly, bringing him quickly to a climax. At the first jerk of his cock, she held her eyes tightly shut and sucked heavily, encouraging the deep, wrenching jets of sperm that splashed into her throat.

"God, you're a little bitch," he said with a groan as she pulled away from his shaft.

"You don't like me?" she said with a pout.

"Hell, sweetheart! You're the perfect daughter."