“Sam…I..I..said..s-sto..stop-“
I could’ve physically stop her myself but subconsciously, maybe I didn’t want to. Sam stopped and she pointed my cock upward. Three inches of my cock emerged from the water sparkly cleaned.
“Alright, I’m done dad. How did I do?” She said with a smile.
“Great…” I said weakly.
With her hands still holding onto my cock, she leaned down and study it.
“Hmmm…now that I have a closer look at it, it’s not so scary, It’s actually kind of cute. Maybe I should give it a kiss?” She said looking at my cock.
Temptations got the better of me and I didn’t stop her. Sam looks a bit nervous as she lowers her mouth and planted a gentle kiss on my mushroom. I used my remaining strength not to cum right there. Her lips lingers on my cock for a few seconds and she did what I feared what she do next. Sam’s lips slowly engulfs the entire head into her virgin mouth. Her tongue was pushing my cock to the roof of her mouth repeatedly as she’s trying to find space for her tongue. That was my breaking point. I gave out a very loud grunt and begun unleashing into her mouth, instantly plumping her cheeks. Sam panicked, maybe even afraid as she accidentally swallowed two or three gulps of my cum. Her eyes widened as she doesn’t know what is happening. She sprung backward because I wouldn’t stop squirting into her overfilled mouth. She looks at me with a confused face as her mouth‘s filled with my hot liquid.
It was so intense, I almost blacked out. Breathing heavily, I looked at Sam. My cum dripping from her chin into the hot spring. She raised her hands to her mouth and spewed out my cum into her palms. She was examining the unknown warm liquid by pinching it with her fingers. She then looks towards me in silence, as if she’s waiting for an explanation.
Ashamed of what I just did, I got out of the spring and dressed immediately without saying anything. I didn’t wait for Sam and left the hot spring without her. I was discombobulated and angry not at Sam but at myself. ‘How could I let something like that go on? I could’ve stop it from happening at anytime if wanted to, but I didn’t. Jesus, I’m a horrible father.’
I did my nightly routine and came back to the house. Sam should be home by now. I don’t know how talk to her about what happen earlier in the hot spring but I have to. I got to the kitchen and didn’t smell anything. The kitchen is empty and quiet.
“Sam?…”
No answer came from the kitchen. I walked to her room and knock twice.
“Samantha?…”
I opened the door and the room was empty. I had an red flag alert in my head. Grabbing my pistol, I ran as fast as I could back to the hot spring. It was almost dark, barely any light left. When I got to the hot spring and Sam wasn’t there but her clothes were still there.
“Sam!” I screamed out.
There was no response. My heart started pumping fast, my fear for Sam’s safety sky rocketed to the roof. I’m starting to panic.
“Samanthaaaigh!!!” I cried out as my voice cracked.
“Dad!..help!..”, Sam cries out about fifty feet or so from northwest of the hot spring.
“Sam!”
Without hesitating, I never ran so fast in my life. With my pistol in my hand ready to kill. With each step I ran, I can hear Sam struggling louder against someone. Within twenty feet I can see someone on top of Sam pinning her down with his pants half way off and in between Sam’s legs. He’s too close to Sam for me to fire my pistol. I held the pistol by the barrel and used it as a club instead. Running to them I swing my hand back with the pistol and smash the butt of the pistol into his forehead. I don’t remember much in the beginning. Everything went into a blank. All I remembered was Sam screaming at me to stop. By the time Sam’s voice reached to me. The man’s face was inside out. The grip of my pistol is painted red. His blood was all over my face, my shirt, well almost everywhere within a 5 feet radius. Sam grabbed me from behind to stop me. She just hugged me while sobbing.
“Dad stop, please stop…”
It calmed me down. I dropped the pistol and tilted my head up. Tears were falling from my cheeks from anger and relief.
“Let’s go dad…”
We stopped by the spring to clean up. Sam followed behind me. She cleaned me with a hand towel. The pool turned pink as she rinsed the towel into the water. I tasted iron in my mouth. I spat out blood into the water. Sam stopped cleaning me and looked where I spat there’s bits of blood in my saliva.
“He could’ve been infected dad and he didn’t fight back once…”
“It’s alright, what about you Sam? Did he hurt you?”
“No, he didn’t hurt me since I was already naked, he had no clothes to tear off. There’s no scratches on me either. He’d pinned me down and tried to..”
“Did…he…?” I asked.
Sam shook her head no.
“His blood got in your eyes and in your mouth when you were….” Sam said as she began to cry.
“It’s okay Sam, everything is going to be alright.” I said as I hugged her.
“I don’t want to lose you Dad.” She cried.
“I said it’s going to be alright. Let’s go home, there’s a storm coming.” I said looking at the darken clouds.
Sam was holding to my arm tightly as we walked back to the ranch.
“Dad, I’m sorry I hurt you.”
“Hurt me? How?…” I said looking down at her.
“When you shot the stuff into my mouth at the hot spring, it sounded like you were in a lot of pain…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you hurt.”
“No…you didn’t hurt me Sam…”
“I didn’t?…”
“Far from it, I promise you didn’t…”
Sam look relieved as we kept walking.
When we got to the ranch, Sam wouldn’t leave my side as I closed and locked up the place. I gather the animals into the barn to protect them from the storm and I’d double checked the locks before going inside the house.
It was pouring when we got inside the house. Sam was shaking as she sat on the couch. I didn’t know if it was from shocked incident at the hot spring or the coldness from outside. I went to the kitchen and made us some beef tomato soup. I noticed Sam wasn’t eating as we sat at the dining table.
“Why aren’t you eating Sam.”
She didn’t answer me. She stares at her soup from the table. Probably still scared from what happened earlier.
“Come on, you have to eat Sam. Look I know you’re afraid right now but-“
“I’m not scared of that man that attacked me Dad. I’m scared that I’ll lose you to the fucking virus!” Sam said as she started to cry.
“You don’t have to worry about that Sam. I’m sorry that I haven’t told about his but the virus doesn’t affect me.”
“What do you mean?” She asks.
“I’m saying I’m immune to the virus”
Sam looked at me in disbelief.
“Why are you telling me this now?”
“Because I wouldn’t think it matter if I told anyone.” I told her.
“Did Mom know?”
“No, I haven’t told anybody until you.”
“Why would you keep this a secret? If you’re immune we could’ve done something about it, even make a cure.”
“It’s too late, when I discovered I was immune to the virus. The CDC had already fallen. The government gone. There was probably no one to make the cure now.”
“We could go check, see if-“
“No! We barely made it out alive from the city and I’m never going back to that hell hole. We have a good thing going here. We’re safe and secured. We have food, water and shelter. There’s no better place then here.”
“But Dad, think of what can happen if there is a cure. Things can go back the way they were. Mom told me so much stories before the virus broke out.”
“I’m sorry Sam I’m not gonna gamble our lives for a cure.”
“But that man at the spring today. What if there was more of him. The ranch may not be a safe place anymore.” Sam said.
“No, that was just an unlucky event. He could’ve just been roaming and found you by accident. We haven’t seen an infected since we got here.”
“What about Mom? Was them couple an accident?”
“That was different, the old man didn’t show any symptoms.”
“It doesn’t matter Dad, he was still infected.”
“Enough Sam I don’t want to hear any of this cure ever again, now please finish your soup.”
Sam stood up from the table and ran to her room. I ate my soup in silence and covered Sam’s soup with a plate incase she’s hungry later. I double check the locks in the house and went to bed.
On rainy days, there weren’t many chores to do except feeding the live stocks in the barn. After that, it’s just sitting in the house and wait for the rain to stop. Sam’s still giving me the silent treatment. The rain turned into a thunderstorm around 6PM. It was pretty bad, I have to board up the windows incase anything happens. Sam hates thunder, it’s loud and frightening. She usually comes to me for comfort during a thunderstorm. I guess she’s still mad at me from the other night. We ate dinner in silent during the thunderstorm and went to bed around 9PM.
Sometime later, there was a knock on my door.
“Yes?” I answer from my bed.
There was no answer but another knock on the door.
“Come in Sam. What do you want?”
Sam opens the door and came in with her pillow held to her stomach. She’s wearing her old night gown that’s a bit too small for her now. Her night gown barely covers her crotch area. She didn’t say anything but stared at me from the door. Sam whimpers as a thunder cracks from outside. It didn’t take long for me to figure out what she wanted. Though I shouldn’t but I can’t denied her comfort when she needs it.
“If you want to sleep in my bed, go ahead.”
Sam closes the door, ran up to my bed and into my sheets.
“Wait, hold on Sam. Let me put on some clothes first.”
Ever since I’m onto my last three pairs of underwears, I’ve been sleeping nude ever since. Having clothes on during sleep wear and tear them down. Before I could get out of bed, Sam reach and grab my arm.
“It’s okay Dad. I want you to be comfortable in your own bed. You don’t have to put on clothes just for me. I’ll even sleep on my side of the bed. You don’t even have to be near me.”
“Alright Sam, goodnight.”
“Night dad…”
Later that night Sam tapped me on the shoulder with her cold little fingers and woke me up.
“What is it Sam?” I ask yawning.
“I’m cold….”
“Okay, I’ll go get the winter blankets in the attic.”
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