Chapter 7

The ship was doing local operations which took them out of port for a weeks’ time, then back in for a couple of weeks. This was preparatory for a major deployment to the Western Pacific known as a WestPac cruise. It would be Eddie’s first six-month deployment since moving to the West Coast. He wondered what he would find over there. In San Diego, he was able to encounter three more names on Susan’s list and one return engagement with Melba. Each nurse was appreciative and willing for their own encore, but Eddie’s ships’ schedule precluded that. On the home front, things seemed quiet. Carol was her normal frigid harping self.

On another outing to the home improvement center with his son, Steven seemed ready to burst, so Eddie pulled into a drive-in and ordered shakes for them, then drove to the parking lot of the home improvement center.

“What’s got you all hyped up, son. Is there something you want to discuss, while we’re alone?” He began.

“Yeah, dad, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while, but mom is always around. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s bugged the car and listening to us right this moment!” he exclaimed.

Chuckling, Eddie tried to put his son at ease:

“I understand how you feel, Steven. If I thought she was that tech savvy, I’d suspect the same thing. What’s on your mind, son?”

“Sex, I guess.” he admitted.

Eddie smiled:

“Too much, or not enough?”

“Damn, dad, this is serious!” he barked.

“Okay, son. Sorry. What’s happening?”

“This girl at school wants to do it more, and she sometimes takes risks.” he hissed.

“What kind of risks, Steven?” Eddie inquired.

“She wants to do it while her parents are in the house. I’m scared to death we’ll get caught!” he groaned.

“Is she sixteen or older?”

“Yes, she’s seventeen same as me.”

“Are her parents in the military?”

“Yes, her dad is.”

“Is he officer, or enlisted?”

“He’s a chief, like you.”

“Okay. I see a few options for you: First, you could tell her you won’t fuck her unless you’re alone. If that doesn’t work, and you get caught, there are things in your favor: she’s over the age of consent, so they can’t accuse you of statutory rape. Of course, she can always accuse you of rape, then it’s your word against hers. I’d have to go to bat for you, hopefully with only her parents. If she doesn’t cry rape, then you only have to deal with irate parents, which brings me into it again. I would tell them you told me months ago that she was letting you screw her. I can probably deal with another chief, unless she’s his princess. The mother may be hard to deal with, especially if she’s anything like your mom. Bottom line here, pal: if she’s a good fuck, don’t get caught! If she’s not, then kiss her goodbye, telling her she not worth the risk.” Eddie counseled.

“Thanks, dad. She’s not bad, but there are others who are better. I may cut her loose.”

“So, Mr. Studly, you’re circle of sex partners is growing. Are these other girls as demanding? How many?”

“Well, uh, just three. One of them is in my math class, and we’ve snuck into the ravine behind the school and screwed a couple times. The other two you know.” he fretted.

“So, you got Marley involved, huh?” he winced.

“I didn’t do it! Breeanne did. I was playing with Breeanne one day and Marly jumped out of the closet yelling ‘I caught you; I caught you!’ It scared the fuck out of me, and I lost my hard on. That’s when Breeanne told her to shut up and she told me her and Marley had been playing with each other for three or four months, because it was easier for them to be alone than it was for her and I. Marley wanted to see my dick and play with it. Breeanne told me to let her. She was pretty good, and even wanted to suck it, which Breeanne hadn’t wanted to do yet. After that time, they both sucked me and let me cum on them. I didn’t put it in Marley for a couple times, but I ate her. She told me Breeanne did it better, so I had to up my game, and she approved. Finally, after watching me fuck Breeanne, Marley decided she wanted to try it. She’d been putting things up inside herself for a couple of years, so it didn’t hurt her to have me shove my prick inside her, too. Now, if mom steps out of the house, one of them wants me to fuck them, even if it’s a quicky.” Steven complained.

“Have you been using those condoms? Do you need more? Are you trying to please them, before you please yourself?” Eddie questioned.

“I watch their cycles, but if I’m not positive, I wear a condom.”

“I know most dads wouldn’t say this, about what you’ve been doing, but ‘good boy’!” Edd proclaimed.

“You say it because you’re a ‘cool’ dad!” Steven announced.

“Maybe. So, is that all on your mind?”

“Uh, no, uh, there’s one other thing.” Steven gulped.

“Go ahead, son.”

“Last week, after we’d finished ... you know, we were laying on Bree’s bed. They know about you and mom, just like I do. Bree mentioned that it was too bad she and Marley couldn’t help you out, since you couldn’t get any sex from mom. Of course I acted shocked, but they still talked about it. They think you’re a good dad, despite what mom says, and they said you were kind of handsome. Marley says she saw your dick once, but it wasn’t hard, and she wondered what it would look like hard, since mine was much bigger hard than it was soft. Breeanne said she’d like to find out too. I just thought I’d let you know what they said. Is that okay?” Steven stuttered.

“Thanks for the info, son. This is getting a bit more involved and interesting than I thought it would be. Of course, it’s much more dangerous for me than you, if your mother ‘ever’ found out, or even suspected. I don’t want you to think your dad is a ‘dirty old man’, but your sisters are both very cute. Your mother is attractive, and they take after her, but they’re more adventurous, sexually. The one thing both of us must remember: Marley is still not sixteen, so anyone messing with her could be charged with statutory rape, and incest is frowned on in the courts, more so than society as a whole. Again, bottom line: Be careful with your sisters, especially Marley.” Eddie concluded.

From then on, until he deployed, Eddie looked at both his daughters with new eyes, and those eyes saw speculation in his own little girls’ eyes. He noticed both Breeanne and Marley were more loving when their mother wasn’t around, and if their mother was not at home for a couple hours or more, one of them usually dressed in something more revealing or provocative, but then changed back before Carol returned. Once, Marley came into the family room while Eddie was reading a book and sat on the arm of his chair, engaging him in conversation concerning some inane subject. As they conversed, she moved aside his book and planted her ass in his lap, then squirmed around, ostensibly to get comfortable. Eddie, being Eddie, felt his burgeoning erection press firmly between the cheeks of her ass, in her loosely fitting shorts. She seemed to squirm even more, acting as though she couldn’t find the right position. Finally, she slid off his lap, but pointedly looked at his groin as she stood up, walking away with a smirk on her face.

Two weeks prior to getting underway for deployment, on a Saturday morning, Eddie was lazing in bed. Carol got up early so she could take Steven to a school activity, and Marley had begged her to go along. As Eddie dozed, he was unaware that Breeanne had slipped into his bedroom and taking her nightgown off, slid under the covers of the bed, snuggling up to her father. Breeanne was a full-grown woman of eighteen by then, and Eddie, thinking it was Carol, muttered:

“Back so soon?”

Carol would not initiate sex but allowed it to happen per her schedule. She would none the less snuggle from time to time with her husband. For this reason, Eddie was not alarmed. Rolling to his back, he pulled the warm body into the embrace of his arm and let it snuggle against him. It registered that the warm body was naked, which was not normal. His eyes popped open, and he saw the same blond hair all his womenfolk had, but the style was not like his wife wore. Raising himself on one elbow he looked into the eyes of his eldest daughter.

“Shit, Breeanne, honey, what are you doing? You can’t be in here, naked. Your mom will kill me when she catches us. Oh, honey, cover up and go to your own room, please!” he barked.

Despite his exclamations, he was devouring the naked beauty of his flesh and blood. She was magnificent, even more so than her mother. He lay staring at her luscious breasts and flat stomach, his eyes roving downward to see the puff of blond hair at the juncture of her long, sleek legs. He was struck dumb, unable to utter anything further.

“You think I’m pretty, daddy? Do you think I’m sexy? I know you don’t get much sex from mom, but I want to help you. I’m not a virgin, of course, so it shouldn’t be hard for you to put your prick in me. Please, daddy, please fuck me!” she cried.

The plea to fuck her loosed his lips:

“Oh, honey. You are just perfect. You are so beautiful my heart hurts, but it’s not right that I have sex with you. I want to, but if your mother ever found out, I’d be put in prison.” he confessed.

“But daddy, Steven and I have already fucked, and now I want you, so you can get relief. I’m not a little girl. I’m an adult now, and I want you to fuck me, too!” she proposed.

“I know about you and Steven, but he’s younger, and wouldn’t be in trouble. Oh, baby, don’t tempt me.” he groaned.

“You know about me and Steven? Do you know about Marley, too?” she gasped.

Eddie nodded.

“Oh, shit! Marley wants you to fuck her too. She says you have a big cock. Can I see it?” she admitted.

Reaching beneath the covers, Breeanne found his fully erect phallus and gripped it so hard Eddie winced.

“Oh, daddy, I want it in me, please.” she begged.

Hearing the sound of a cell door clanging shut in his mind, he murmured:

“I am so fucked!

Rolling over to face his daughter, he lowered his mouth to begin a long series of non-fatherly kisses.

His mind in turmoil, Eddie let his need and passion rule his actions. He thought about his past life, and the fact he had gone through his mid to late teens in an incestuous relationship, but was it right of him to perpetuate it with his own daughter? He believed he had not been scarred psychologically by those past events, but was he merely rationalizing? Was his past mores a disease; a contagion with which he was infecting his offspring? But no, Steven and Breeanne had found each other. He had never even breathed incest to his family. Not even Carol knew about that! She would be unmerciful, if she even suspected. He was not an instigator; he was a victim. Carol, in her zeal to teach the children about the evils of sex, had instead made them curious, and hormones had done the rest. And this was not pedophilia; Breeanne was and adult. Lastly, there was the familial love, which Steven and his older sister had shared, and now it was time for father and daughter to share it too.

After kissing Breeanne many times, his mouth began exploring southward. She seemed inflamed by his kisses and caresses, and he repeatedly told her how much he loved her. Her breasts seemed so enticing and he paid them homage. Continuing lower, Eddie kissed and licked his young paramour about the abdomen and went into her pubic region. Moving himself between his daughter’s thighs, he caressed and kissed each leg up to their joining with her groin. Inhaling her scent, he gave her a taste with his tongue tip, then drove it between her labia. She reacted as though someone had impaled her, and she squirmed on his invading oral digit.

“Oh, fuck, daddy, that is sooo good! Oh, shit! You really know how to eat me. Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned.

Her father lavished his talents on his daughter out of love, and wanted to give her the ultimate in pleasure, something her mother had never allowed. Her orgasm came quickly, and dramatically.

“Oh, I love you daddy! You make me feel so ... so ... crazzzyyy! Oh fuck!” she screamed.

Eddie had a momentary fear that her vocalization of her cumming would be heard, but told himself they were alone, or hoped so.

Hovering over Breeanne, licking her essence from his lips and chin, he again marveled at her physical beauty. He felt momentary jealousy of the boy who had impregnated her, her own brother, and for the fortunate man who would someday claim her for his wife. She was exquisite. While he thoughts these things, Breeanne was recovering from her climax and then looked up at her father.

“Daddy? Are you okay, daddy?” she questioned.