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CHAPTER 10.3 Yes this part is a little more detailed than could be expected from Mark's point of view. But I like it better this way and decided to leave it like this. Also there is going to be a sequel to this shortly and maybe a spin-off later. If you like it or if you dislike it, take the time to rate and comment, it is much appreciated. Also if anyone notices inconsistencies within the story be sure to let me know. Mark- After Megan and I had our talk and had come back to the house she had gone to hers and Uncle Frank's bedroom. There she saw both of them sitting on the bed playing cards, Felice was only in her panties and a tank top and Frank was just wearing his pants, but no shirt. I only heard the full story of what happened up to that point, later on from different sources and puzzled it together myself: It had all started after Felice had confessed Megan's affairs to her dad, except for her affiliation with me (which she either didn't know about or kept to herself, I still don't know). They both had become quite close in the years after that, talking a lot about each other's problems. When Felice had turned 14, Frank had busting Felice and a friend of hers one day. She and her friend Lucy had been preparing "special" cookies when they thought Felice's parents where out until the next day and Linda was on a school trip. But Frank had come back, ever since he knew his wife had been betraying his trust he couldn't spend much time with her and she had decided to stay at the hotel with Jack. He didn't want to divorce her, for one thing he still loved her somehow and he didn't want to divorce because of the two girls and their infant child, Jack. When he discovered the special ingredients he decided to confiscate them first, which gave him time to think about what to do with the girls. He didn't want to be too strict, as Felice was the only girl in his own family that was still on his side unconditionally and he didn't want to gamble this relationship. He sent Lucy home and sent Felice to her room. After contemplating the situation for two more hours, Frank got up and walked to the cupboard and poured himself a glass of brandy. Not a heavy drinker normally it didn't take much to make him feel dizzy and the alcohol changed his way of thinking. Why not try out the small bag of weed that was lying in front of him. Modern parents should know what their kids were up to, so he figured. And it would maybe cure his sorrows for a little while. He went to his room and changed into his favourite pj's and scoured old boxes for something he hadn't used in ages, heck he had never used it at all he now remembered. When he finally found it, Frank smiled and went past Felice's bedroom downstairs. Loud music told him, she was still awake. Frank sighed and went downstairs. In the kitchen he stuffed the old pipe he had dug out with weed and lit it up. Or at least tried to. The first hit made him cough for almost two minutes straight. Yet even after smoking the rest up, he didn't feel anything he thought. 'Wonder where that little brat got this shit', he thought to himself. And he still had to find a punishment for her, she was after all still up in here room listening to music. Just like the first time he caught her... MASTURBATING! 'Good god, don't tell me she's wanking off right now'. Frank was now really angry, and his sudden dizzyness after standing up didn't make this better. Stumbling towards the stairs he was cursing under his breath. 'I'll get that little bitch, she should be feeling bad for acting behind her daddy's back and not making her little cunt feel good.' While he thought about this, his stoned brain didn't realize he was grabbing his dick while he struggled with the stairs. When he finally reached the door to her room, he had to pause to catch his breath. And his mind now caught up with his body. For the first time in ages he had a hard-on. Frank had been having struggles with his potence for some years now, he had always pushed the thought aside when he came to think about it. While he had always enjoyed sex with his wife, and still got aroused emotionally when he saw her naked and wet body get out the shower, his body did not respond anymore. Even the discovery that Meg had begun to shave her pussy and was wearing sexy underwear for a year or so, didn't have an effect on his privates. When he was alone, while Meg was taking the kids to their afternoon activities, he tried wanking off but it was to no use. That was until he had walked past his young daughter's bedroom that one day. It had been a sunny summer day, a saturday. Meg and Linda were out shopping, little Jack wasn't born back then. Frank had slept in and was about to go downstairs to fix himself some coffee and work in his swimming trunks. Maybe he would find the time to go to his parents place on the other side of the street and lay by the pool. Work had been troublesome and he blamed his impotence partly on that. Walking past his daughters room he heard her moan, he knew that Felice had told her mom that she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to go shopping. Frank got worried that his little girl was in pain and knocked. "Uhh... what is it?", a fed up Felice answered weakly. "Honey it's dad, are you allright?" "I... think I'm having a migrane daddy, my head aches.", her voice replied. Frank opened the door, Felice lay on her belly, her sweating body covered by the thin fabric of the white linnen sheets. Her hair was a mess, and her face was buried in the pillows, it was obvious to Frank that she was suffering. He sat down at the edge of her bed. "Do you think it's wise to have the music on, while your head is aching?", he wondered. She looked up to him, which caused the covers to slide down from her shoulders a bit and revealed her smooth tanned skin, with those cute freckles on it. Frank was proud to have such a beautiful and intelligent daughter, someday she would find a nice husband no doubt and his sorrows would be blown away by the laughter of his grandchildren. "No daddy, but it distracts me and calms me down.", she groaned. Her cheeks were reddish, her freckled face blushed. "You look like you have temperature, we should check.", he said, being both the worried father and the concerned physician. He but the back of his hand on her forehead and felt that his beautiful daughter indeed felt hot and she shrugged as he touched her. "I should get the thermometer, you really seem to have a fever.", he said. "No dad. It's going to be allright. Promise!", she quickly replied. A little too quick. 'What's up with her?' Frank wondered. He stood up and left only to return a couple of seconds later, the thermometer in his hands. "Dad really, I'm better already.", Felice pleaded. However Dr. Frank Fletcher was now all phyiscian and didn't respond to her plea. He pulled away the covers, to be able to put the thermometer under her armpits, as he normally did to not embarass his girls.What he discovered shocked him. Felice was stark naked. The hairbrush lying between her legs and the panties around her ankles left no other option to interpret the scene. The handle of the brush was slick with his daughters love juices, her naked butt only a hint whiter than her back. Her twisted upper body, which she had turned to stop his pullling down the cover, revealed her small breasts. Her rosy nipples were swollen and erect. He looked up from her lower to her upper body and then his eyes met hers. Her beautiful blue eyes formed a contrast to her tanned freckled face and brown hair. They looked at him in a mix of horror and shame. Frank remembered he must have sat there for some seconds not saying anything before getting up and leaving without a word. Only at the doorframe he realized his daughter staring at his shorts with a weird expression on her face. He had looked down and realized that he had an erection. After that he had stormed out and not spoken to her all day. It had taken him weeks to recover from this event. He had not been able to lay at the pool all summer, the one time he tried Felice came over also and sight of her teenage body in that skimpy bikini had an immediate effect on him. And now here he stood. In front of her door , his hand grabbing his erection and slightly massaging it through the thin fabric of his underwear.This was so wrong, yet he was too stoned and too angry at the entire world to give a shit. He held his ear on her door. She was playing that Timberland-record he had gotten her for Christmas. How he hated that hop-hop music, or whatever they called it. Beneath the stumbing beats he heard her voice mumbling something which he couldn't identify. Just when his stoned mind was at the verge of leaving he understood a phrase: "oooh yeah... so good.", her muffled cute voice came from the other side of the door. Frank now couldn't help himself, he pulled his dick out and started rubbing it to the rythm of her moans. After some minutes he heard her moans get louder and the gaps between them shorter. "Mmmh... aaah shiit..." He was now pumping his dick fouriously as he listened to his daughter reaching orgasm. "OOH... GOOOOOOD...FUCKK!", her voice now screaming from inside, indicating that her young body was shaking with the pleasure emitting from her cunt into her nervous system. And outside her dad gave his rock hard erection some final strokes as thick white jets of cum ejected from his dick and landed with a slight sound on the door of his little girl. His flood subsided after ten strong ejections, due to the long time he had saved up. Still hard he buried his face in shame and went towards his own bedroom. His semen still ran down his daughter's bedroom door. When Felice had recovered from the waves of orgasm that had flooded her, she felt thirsty. She didn't bother getting dressed as she went downstairs. Hopefully her daddy caught a glimpse of her body. She was so proud that she was growing womanly curves, and so far her dad was the only one who knew how to appreciate this. Her favourite cousin mark was still treating her like a small tomboy girl, while fucking her sister silly at night. How often had she heard Linda moan and scream his name as she rocked her cunt to orgasm on his dick in the room next to hers, while their parents were away. Only her dad had seem to recognize that she had womanly needs as well ever since he had discoverd her naked that one day. And she had seen how much he had appreciated her naked body. While she knew it was forbidden, she still couldn't help but enjoy the fantasy of her daddy watching her when she masturbated or massaging his erection while she was sunbathing at the pool. A little teasing wouldn't hurt noone, it wasn't like she wanted to have sex with him. Just uplift his spirits a bit. She had even tried to show him, she didn't mind his desire for her. But he had left the pool, and she was all alone in a bikini she had especially bought for this occasion. Felice poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen. She felt dissappointed that her dad was not there. She would have loved to see the look on his face when he would have seen her fully nude body. Her slim legs, the small yet firm breasts and her little pussy, which she kept trimmed and shaved in a triangular shape that accentuated her accent into womanhood. She had been almost dripping wet when she entered, her heart beating loudly but now she was all but dissappointed. While still contemplating this, she noticed the empty bag of weed on the table. She giggled as she realized the smell and came to the conclusion that her dad had smoked her weed. A plan started to form in her head, a way to get the new iPhone that she wanted so badly. She quickly ran upstairs only to almost stumble at the sight of her door. What was that? A clear, slightly white fluid ran down to the floor and had formed a small puddle there. It took her a few seconds before the curtains of realization lifted and revealed the shocking truth. It was sperm. And her dad was the only possible source, he must have masturbated in front of her room as she did the same inside as she had pleasured herself with her fingers. 'Ooooh this is soooo naughty...', she smiled to herself and dipped a finger into the small puddle and rubbed her father's semen between her fingertips to see experience the haptics of a man's ejaculation. She even lifted her finger to her face and sniffed it. As she inhaled and smelled the salty bitterness of it, she became aware that she was kneeling here stark naked, rubbing her own father's babyjuice and smelling it. The thought sent a lighning bolt down her cerebral cortex through her spinal nerves and striked right into her clitoris. A spasm of pleasure and guilt shook her as she realized her well-rubbed cunny was getting wet again. With a wicked grin on her soul, she looked at her wet fingertips to observe a small pearly string forming between them and slowly, without being able to fight the urge, she inhaled again and then licked her daddy's sperm of her fingertips. It tasted bitter, salty and yet sweet and to her surprise she ran her fingers through the impressive puddle on the floor and licked them again. And while her tastebuds drowned in the taste of his manlyness her other hand had gone to work on her sweet wet pussy. Felice was just about to rub herself to another orgasm while sitting there naked on the floor tasting his semen, as a noise made its' way from the master bedroom towards her ear. Her brain processed it and as she was in mid orgasm, her juices running down her legs to join her fathers' on the floor she became aware that it was his moans escaping from the bedroom. Her face spasmed uncontrollably, her sweet rosy lips shaking, her mouth half open and her back arched as an immediate second orgasm caused her to loose control over her body and she moaned out loud and squirted her pleasure on the wooden floor. Her body collapsed and she fell forward, her head dizzy and when the fog cleared she noticed the wetness on her blushed cheeks and smelled sperm. As her fingers went right back to work on her now drooling cunt, sending her towards the brink of another orgasm, she licked up the puddle of her dad's nasty, bitter, salty, warm, wonderfully cum. And now she didn't bother to keep her decency and keep up appearances anymore: "OOOH FUCK... (a little quieter) daddy...", she moaned. A loud groan answered from the master bedroom. Deep and full of agony and ecstasy. "OOOH....Oh....daddy.", she hissed between her gritted teeth as she rubbed her cunt furiously. "Felice...", it came from the door at the end of the hall. "Daddy..." "Mmmh... Felice... oh god... no...", the voice of her dad answered. "...FUCK...fuck me daddy....", she screamed at first and whispered the second part to herself. "Noo-Oooh...Felice...nooo....Mmmmh.", the deep voice moaned again. And then the two of them couldn't stand it any longer. Both screamed out their orgasms and the noise of them filled the entire house. "FUUUUUUUUCK.", Frank groaned as spurt after spurt of his semen covered his body as he lay there on the bed listening to his own daughter masturbating and moaning in the hall. His dick pumped out what seemed like endless reserves of cum from his heavy balls and covered his entire body to his chin. "DAAAAAADDYYYYYY!", his daughter's voice screamed as he heard her orgasm out there. When Felice recovered from her orgasm, she felt incredibly tired, relieved, but also dirty, guilty and cold. She rose from the puddle of her father's cum, her face smeared with it. The floor behind her was slick with her own juice and she had even lost control over her bladder during her last orgasm. As she stood up on her shaking legs, she thought she saw a movement from the dark end of the hall where her parent's bedroom was. Then she noticed that the door had been shut and a loud "BONG" and subsequent "SQUEEEEEEEK" indicated her father had leaned against the door with his back and then slid down to the floor. Tears flooded her blue eyes and she went to the girl's bathroom. During the shower and while cleaning up the mess of she had made she sobbed and cried. What had she done... what had she done to her poor dad. His life was a mess and instead of being nice to him she had done drugs behind his back and now even driven him to crazyness. He was always so caring and cautious with her, never in his whole life would he had acted on his desire for her body. And now she had cornered him and let herself go. Life would never be the same again. Frank did not leave the spot he sat all night. Naked, freezing with shame and regret, covered entirely with his own sticky semen he sat there all through the night. He could not even cry oder be angry at himself or at Felice or at Megan even. His red eyes stared into the darkness and only as the sun of the dawning morning lit up his face he rose and felt that he needed to straighten himself up. A hot shower gave him back control over himself again. Frank knew that last night was the biggest mistake of his life and he needed to work out his relationship with his daughter. She was too young for all this, she couldn't comprehend all this mess that was going on around her, especially not while her growing body and the floods of hormones and new emotions challenged her enough already. His behavior was not acceptable and it was going to change. After the shower he dressed and went to her room. With a little hesitation he gathered up his courage and knocked. Once. Twice. No answer. "Felice?" "Daddy?", her sobbing voice came from inside. "Listen pumpkin, we need to talk." "I'm so sorry daddy. I am so deeply sorry. You must hate me...", she started crying again. "Can I come in?", he asked carefully, not trying to sound mad but also not weak. "Y..Yeah sure..." He entered. Felice was lying on the bed, she had put on her pyjamas and her red eyed face looked up at him. Her beautiful blue eyes looked up at him, while her lower lip shook uncontrollably. "Listen pumpkin, I think we both made huge mistakes yesterday. This entire family is falling apart and leaving us both confused and lonely it seems. But that is no excuse for me, or you, behaving like we did yesterday. I decided to go into therapy and I would suggest you do the same. Mom doesn't need to know about all this and neither does anyone else. I know an old friend from college who owes me a big favour. She is a child therapist and would never tell anything you say to her to anyone. Not even me. I won't start discussions about this, Felice.", he added as he noticed she was about to speak up. "I know daddy. I am soo sorry I let you down and I should've never let myself go that way. But I just want you to know that I love and trust you the same as before. I know you wouldn't ever hurt me and that what mom did to you hurt you.", she replied. "I love you pumpkin, I should've done what I have done yesterday.", Frank replied as he looked warmly at his little girl. Both talked about the situation for hours and by the time Megan returned with Jack in her arms, they both had made appointments at different therapists and vowed to stand up for each other and always be honest to each other. It took another year, exactly until that fateful trip to Frank's parents house in the mountains, until someone got after them. When Megan and I had returned from the main house and had our talk we went our ways. As Megan entered her bedroom she had found them playing cards and smoking pot. Megan almost collapsed at the sight of her daughter and her husband doing drugs together. Behind her back. She had just somewhat resolved all the issues in her relationship with her husband until this happened. They both had a big argument that night. Three months later, little Jack got diagnosed with a heart condition and died shortly after. Megan's life had changed entirely once again and she could not recover from this quickly. I was stationed abroad at the time and only when I came back months later, Mom told me they had gotten divorced. Life went it's way somehow. I turned 27 and left the Air Force to work for a small private aircargo company (and due to a slight back injury which had gotten me discharged) and be able to settle down. Being single for almost 5 years had not been easy and more than once I had thought back to the days I had dated Linda or had been in bed with Megan. I moved to southern France to start over new. During a deployment I had fallen in love with this area and found a quiet little house at a rocky part of the coast which I bought. On christmas I returned home. My grandparents had died and we celebrated Christmas at my parents place, I was surprised to meet Frank and his daughters there. Linda was now 22 and was about to finish her Bachelor's degree and studying to be an attorney. She had long broken up with her new boyfriend I came to know. Turned out he had cheated behind her back all the time. Since she had been dating but was currently single. She had changed her hairstyle and now wore it short. As always she looked amazingly pretty. No doubt she was popular with boys at college. Felice was now 19- she had just started a job as an accountant at a local bank. There was no sign of the tomboy that she always had been. Her brunette, curly hair fell like a dark curtain on her shoulders. She had grown up to be a beautiful young woman, full of confidence. However our relationship had suffered due to my abscence and she seemed not to be as snotty and talkative as she once had been. Instead she remained quiet and only talked when she was asked to. Not that she was shy or anything, she just didn't like to talk much I think. The only two persons that seemed to have her attention were my mom, whom she had always liked the most of her Aunts, and her dad. Frank had really profitted from the divorce it seemed. He had lost weight and had gotten quieter, in a good way. His jokes still made everyone laugh, but they had gotten delightfully rare, he didn't need the entire room laughing to have affirmation and gain confidence from. Since the divorce he had never dated again and sold the old house to move into a smaller one in a village nearby. Together with friends he had started hiking and playing soccer on the weekends. While Linda had only sustained necessary contact with him since she had moved out, Felice still lived at her father's house and still went on vacation with him. Later that night even Megan showed up. She was greeted by everyonce and even Frank and Felice hugged her and wished her a merry christmas. Shortly we even talked and discovered that she also was about to move to Europe and had come to say her goodbye's before moving to Barcelone, where she had found a job. At 46 she still looked just like she had in her mid 30's. She also had cut her previously long her, but not as short as Linda. Also she now wore blonde highlights which accentuated her toned skin. Her body looked better than ever, which she explained by training for a marathon in June and swimming in the Mediterranean. We all had a good time and stayed up until late at night, before we started to clean up. At some point everybody left one by one. Megan invited me to visit her in Spain if I wanted to, which I agreed to without any intention to do so. Frank and Felice left together, the girl being supported by her dad as she was a little drunk and half asleep already. I spend the night at my parents place and at noon the next day I was at the airport to catch my plane, which would take me towards a new life in Europe. |
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