I let out a breath before laying back down and curling up beside Daddy. My right arm is over him and my bare breasts are pressing against his chest. I think he wakes up a little bit, as he tightens his right arm around me, causing me to let out a sigh.
As I close my eyes, I think about the present situation. I swallow Daddy cum, I suck Daddy dick. Ian is not okay with it. I press my nude frame against Daddy as I come to a decision. I’m not going to stop. Daddy is the most important person in my life. If Ian can’t accept that, he and I can’t be together. I briefly press my lips against Daddy’s chest. I hope Ian can accept this.
Daddy’s alarm goes off at the same time as mine, waking all three of us up. Surprisingly, Lexi gets up without any issues. The redhead sits up and raises her arms above her head as she stretches. Feeling playful, I reach across Daddy and squeeze one of Lexi’s boobies.
“Mm, keep doing that!” Lexi giggles as she shakes her chest.
“Nah, it’s too early to fool around.” I counter.
“It’s never too early!” Lexi insists. “Or too late.”
“You two will have to fool around without me, I’m drained.” Daddy sighs.
“You had all night to recharge, you’re fine, old man.” I snort.
“Well, yesterday was quite overwhelming.” he admits.
“It’s just as well, I have to pee!” Lexi announces as she hops out of bed.
Daddy and I just laugh and shake our heads while we both watch Lexi’s naked ass sway as she makes her way to the bathroom. When Lexi disappears, I reach up and touch Daddy’s cheek. I gently turn his head so that he’s facing me. Then I press my lips against his. We kiss for a few seconds before I feel his hands on my chest, playing with my big boobies.
“I can tell you like my tits.” I break our kiss to whisper.
“Your breasts are absolutely perfect, Kayla.” Daddy replies, looking into my eyes while his hands gently caress the firm, yet soft mounds that hang from my chest.
“You’ll have to remind me to give you a titty-fuck then!” I giggle.
“I think I will.” he whispers before pecking my lips again.
“Getting over your hang ups?” I ask.
“Not really,” Daddy sighs as he reaches up to brush a lock of raven hair out of my face, “I just can’t resist you, Kayla.”
“I hope you get past the guilt, soon.” I say.
“Me, too.” he says. He can’t feel too guilty; his hands are still on my tits. “It’s just hard; you’re my daughter. I was there when you were born. I cut the cord. I changed your diapers.”
“Well, in a few years I’ll be changing your diapers.” I smirk as I shrug.
“Cute.” Daddy gives me a look.
“I know. I’m adorable.” I nod. “And I understand. I still remember you kissing my knee after I fell off my bike. I remember everything you’ve done for me. You’ve had to be both a father and a mother to me.”
“Yet, here we are.” Daddy says as he gently presses my boobs together, his thumbs caressing my tit-flesh.
“Here we are.” I agree as I reach under the covers and wrap my fingers around his flaccid penis.
“I thought you said you were drained?” Lexi voice accuses as the redhead returns from the bathroom. “But here you are, groping Kayla!”
“What can I say?” Daddy asks rhetorically. “She has amazing tits.”
“She really does!” Lexi interjects.
The redhead hops up on the bed and inserts herself between Daddy and I, pushing his hands away from me. She then grabs my breasts, holding them together as she proceeds to bury her face in my cleavage and motorboat me. Daddy and I laugh.
“That looks like fun!” Daddy grins.
“Take a turn!” I encourage.
Lexi moves out of the way and gives Daddy room. He then proceeds to motorboat my melons as well. Before pulling away, he makes sure to give each nipple some attention. I moan loudly when he nurses at my teats.
“C’mon,” I eventually say as I tap his head, “we should get ready for breakfast.”
“Fine.” he sighs, reluctantly releasing my titties.
Daddy puts on boxer briefs while Lexi and I step into panties. After putting on our robes, we head downstairs for breakfast. There’s quite a spread, and the three of us happily sit down and serve ourselves. Then we start eating.
“How did you girls sleep?” Daddy asks before taking a bite of toast.
“Fine!” Lexi chirps.
“I had a nightmare.” I admit with a sigh.
“Gangbang? Blowbang?” Lexi inquires with a grin. “Or did you have a train pulled on you?”
“None of the above.” I roll my eyes before adding, “Bitch.”
“What was your nightmare about, Kayla?” Daddy asks, looking at me with concern. “What happened to you? Or was it Ian?”
“Neither.” I answer. “It wasn’t about the rape, or losing Ian. I dreamed something happened to you. I had to look over and make sure you were breathing when I woke up in the middle of the night.”
“Oh.” Daddy replies. “Well, I’m just fine.”
“And you’re staying that way for a long, long time!” I insist.
“I’ll do my best!” he chuckles.
“Are you okay, Kayla?” Lexi asks.
“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks, Lexi.” I smile.
When breakfast is finished, we all clean up before Lexi and I take our morning showers. Daddy doesn’t shower yet, since he still has to do his morning workout. Once we’re showered and dressed, Lexi and I hop in the car and start the drive to school.
“Morning, Sluts!” Lexi says confidently when we meet up with Marcia, Hazel, and Ashley before homeroom.
“Morning.” Hazel grunts. Everyone knows Hazel isn’t a morning person, but she seems extra distracted this morning. I wonder what her problem is.
“Good morning!” Ashley smiles happily.
“Morning.” Marcia says. “Are you okay, Kayla? You look upset.”
“I kind of got in a fight with Ian over the weekend.” I admit sadly.
“What!” Ashley exclaims. “What happened?!”
“I told him about swallowing Daddy’s cum.” I whisper.
“Oh, God.” Marcia gasps, covering her mouth with her hands. “And he dumped you?”
“No. He just said he needed time.” I sigh.
“Well, maybe he’ll come around?” Ashley suggests.
“That’s the hope.” Lexi interjects.
“Yeah..” I trail off. “Also, I sucked Daddy off yesterday.”
“You did?!” Ashley nearly shouts as she starts clapping her hands. “Go, you!”
“Shh, keep it down, Ashley.” Marcia chastises. “We don’t want to be overheard.”
“Right! Sorry!” Ashley says.
“What about you, Hazel? You okay?” Lexi asks, looking curiously at Hazel.
“Wha-? Oh! Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired.” Hazel explains. “We’re all here for you, Kayla.”
“Thanks, Hazel.” I give her a small smile.
We talk for a few more minutes. Hazel is even more quiet than Marcia. Ashley is her usual outgoing self, and asks about lunch. I’m honest with her, and tell her I don’t know. I plan to sit with the usual group, though. Hopefully, there aren’t any issues.
The warning bell for homeroom rings, and we all go our separate ways. I soon discover that everyone is back at school. Ian and Keith are back from their suspension. Ian can’t look me in the eye, but Keith has his usual swagger and leers at me. David is back as well, but he looks scared, and wanders through the hallway not making eye contact with anyone.
Stephanie and Kelsey are both around. Stephanie, the raven-haired girl, looks at me and nods, her lips tightly pressed together. I think we’ll talk again soon. Kelsey looks horrible. The Spanish girl has a haunted, dead look in her eyes, and shudders nervously whenever anyone gets too close.
I resist the urge to text Ian. I resist the urge to talk to Stephanie and Kelsey. Instead, I keep my head down and go about my day. In my second class, I really need someone to talk to, so I take out my phone and text with Daddy.
Kayla: Everyone is back at school. Keith, Ian, David, Stephanie, Kelsey.
Daddy: How do you feel about that?
Kayla: I hate seeing Keith and David. I’m nervous around Ian. I feel bad for the girls.
Daddy: Sounds overwhelming, Honey.
Kayla: It is! Kelsey looks terrible. What did those assholes do to her?
Daddy: Don’t think about it.
Kayla: I’m trying. 🙁
Daddy: I know, I wish I was there with you.
Kayla: Me, too. I need a hug, Daddy.
Daddy: Can you find Lexi and get a hug from her?
Kayla: I’ll text her and meet up after this class.
Daddy: Good.
Kayla: Distract me. How’s your day?
Daddy: Terrible, actually. Stacey and I had a fight.
Kayla: Uh-oh! What about?
Daddy: She had a one night stand Friday night.
Kayla: And you’re jealous?
Daddy: No. That’s the problem.
Kayla: She told you, expecting you to flip out, but you didn’t?
Daddy: Exactly. She’s sulking at her desk right now. I feel horrible for what I’ve done.
Kayla: What did you do?
Daddy: I fucked her and then ditched her?
Kayla: No, you didn’t. You told her it was casual. She got attached. You had to break it off.
Daddy: I guess.
Kayla: Want me to text her?
Daddy: I don’t know. If you think it’ll help?
Kayla: Maybe. I’ll try.
Daddy: Thanks, Kayla. I love you.
Kayla: I love you, Daddy.
I’m texting a lot during the day. I almost get caught a couple of times, but fortunately I’m pretty good at hiding my phone. A girl not far from me does get caught texting and has to surrender her phone. Glad I’m not her! I text with Stacey.
Kayla: How was your weekend?
Stacey: Spread my legs for a selfish jerk, then spent the rest of the weekend in bed. You?
Kayla: You slept with Daddy again? ;P
Stacey: Not funny.
Kayla: It’s a little funny!
Stacey: I guess.
Kayla: Are you mad at Daddy?
Stacey: No. Not really. He said things had to be casual. I couldn’t handle it. He has a girlfriend.
Kayla: That’s the rational part of you. What about the emotional part?
Stacey: That part is in agony. I miss him so much.
Kayla: I’m sorry. 🙁
Stacey: What should I do?
Kayla: Maybe try being his friend? And maybe not have sex just to try and make him jealous.
Stacey: He told you, didn’t he?
Kayla: Yes. He tells me everything. He’s really hurting, he hates how much he hurt you.
Stacey: I should apologize for my reaction. Thanks, Kayla.
Kayla: You’re welcome.
If only I was this good at repairing my own relationships. I see Ian again, and he looks like he’s about to cry. I try and give him a strong smile, but he just averts his gaze. We can’t avoid this forever, and soon it’s lunch time.
I do get my hug from Lexi before we walk into the cafeteria. The two of us buy our lunches and then sit down at the usual table. Ian sits far away from me, which is quickly noticed. We admit that we are fighting, but still together. We ask the boys to drop it, which the gladly do. The girls, of course, know the details.
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