Chapter 6: After the Credits

After saying goodnight to her dad, Lila retreated to her bedroom, her mind racing as she tried to process everything that had happened. She closed the door softly behind her, leaning against it for a moment as her hand instinctively drifted between her legs, the warm, sticky dampness of her panties a constant reminder of what had just transpired.

She felt the torrent of her dad’s cum still leaking out of her, the thick, sticky fluid trickling down her thighs and soaking through her panties. She blushed, her cheeks burning as she considered cleaning up, but the exhaustion and emotional whirlwind of the night left her frozen for a moment.

Instead, she walked over to her bed, her legs trembling as she sat on the edge, her body still humming with the aftershocks of what she’d experienced. She pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she scrolled through her messages, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

A text from Mia caught her eye:

Mia: “Hey, just wanted to let you know ... I told Marcus about the baby. He’s actually stepping up! We’re going to raise it together, with help from our families. It’s scary, but I feel like we can do this.”

Lila stared at the message, her heart pounding as she thought about her own situation. She felt a mix of emotions—fear, uncertainty, and a strange sense of hope. She imagined what it would be like to tell Ethan about a pregnancy, but the thought felt distant and unreal, like it belonged to someone else’s life.

Her thoughts drifted to Ethan, and she realized with some discomfort that he did nothing for her—sexually or romantically. She tried to picture him—his smile, his touch, the way he kissed her—but it felt hollow, like memories of a stranger. She didn’t feel aroused thinking about him, and the idea of being with him now felt empty and unfulfilling.

But when she thought about her dad, it was different. She felt a jolt of arousal, her body betraying her as she remembered the sensation of his cock inside her, the way it stretched her, the way it filled her completely. She blushed, her cheeks burning as she remembered the warmth of his cum flooding her womb, the way it made her feel claimed, possessed, alive.

She closed her eyes, her hand drifting to her belly, as she imagined what it would be like to carry his child, her belly swollen with their baby, everyone knowing she was his. The thought was scary, but it also stirred something deep inside her, a mix of fear and arousal that she couldn’t ignore.

She blushed, her cheeks burning as she acknowledged the truth—she craved her dad’s cock, and she knew that nothing else would ever satisfy her the way he did.

As she sat there, her body still trembling, she heard a soft knock on her door, the sound pulling her from her thoughts. She looked up, her heart skipping a beat as the door creaked open, and her dad stepped inside, his expression calm but intense.

“Your mom’s asleep,” he said, his voice low and intimate as he closed the door behind him, the soft click of the latch echoing in the quiet room. “You know how she is on Saturday nights—once she’s out, she’s out until late morning.”

He walked over to her, his movements slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving hers.

Lila felt a shiver run through her, her body betraying her as she stood up, her legs trembling slightly as she faced him.

“I ... I’ve been thinking,” she whispered, her voice soft but filled with emotion, her hands fidgeting at her sides. “About ... everything.”

Her dad nodded, his hands resting on her shoulders, his touch warm and reassuring as he looked into her eyes, his gaze steady and intense.

“I know,” he said, his voice warm but firm, his fingers brushing her hair back from her face. “And I’m here for you, Lila. No matter what happens.”

She nodded, her heart pounding as she leaned into his touch, her body trembling as she felt the weight of his words.

“I’m scared,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes filling with tears as she looked up at him. “What if ... what if I’m pregnant?”

Her dad paused, his expression softening as he pulled her into a hug, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace.

“We’ll figure it out together,” he said, his voice low and steady, his hand stroking her back as he held her close. “If it happens, we’ll handle it. I’ll make sure no one ever knows the truth. You’re safe with me.”

He pulled back slightly, his hands resting on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes, his gaze steady and intense.

“Why don’t I stay with you tonight?” he said, his voice low and intimate, his tone casual but loaded with meaning. “It’s been a long night, and I don’t want you to be alone.”

Lila felt a shiver run through her, her mind racing as she glanced at her bed, a full-size mattress that would be manageable but tight with her dad’s large frame.

Her thoughts drifted to Ethan, to the times they’d shared this bed, and she realized how different it felt now. Her dad’s presence was so much more imposing, his energy filling the room in a way that Ethan’s never could.

If I say yes ... this won’t just be about tonight. It’ll be about every night. No more excuses, no more hiding. Just ... us.

She felt a mix of emotions—fear, uncertainty, and a strange sense of comfort as she looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest.

“I ... I don’t know,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she looked into his eyes. “What if ... what if this changes everything?”

Her dad nodded, his expression calm but intense as he brushed her hair back from her face.

“It already has, Lila,” he said, his voice low and steady, his tone filled with quiet certainty. “But that doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing. We’ll take it one night at a time. You don’t have to figure it all out tonight.”

She hesitated, her mind racing as she thought about the future, about the possibility of pregnancy, and the steps they could take to prevent it.

“If ... if I were to get my period,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she looked up at him, “should you ... should you start to wear a condom?”

Her dad paused, his expression thoughtful as he looked into her eyes, his gaze steady but intense.

“Is that what you want, Lila?” he said, his voice low and intimate, his tone gentle but loaded with meaning. “Doesn’t the feel of me ... raw and unprotected inside you ... doesn’t that make you feel alive?”

Lila blushed, her cheeks burning as she remembered the sensation of his cock filling her, the way it stretched her, the way it made her feel claimed, possessed, alive.

She nodded, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “It does ... but I’m still scared.”

Her dad nodded, his expression softening as he pulled her into a hug, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace.

“I know you are,” he said, his voice low and steady, his hand stroking her back as he held her close. “But we’ll figure it out together. One night at a time.”

Lila stood there, her mind racing as she tried to process what was happening. Her dad was staying the night, and she wasn’t sure what that meant. Were they just going to sleep? Or was there more to it?

She glanced at her bed, her cheeks burning as she thought about the logistics. She normally changed into something more comfortable to sleep in, but her panties were still soaked and dripping with her dad’s cum, the warm, sticky fluid a constant reminder of what had just transpired.

“I ... I should probably clean up,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she glanced at the bathroom, her body trembling with nervous energy.

Her dad paused, his expression calm but intense as he looked into her eyes, his gaze steady and unwavering.

“You don’t have to,” he said, his voice low and intimate, his tone casual but loaded with meaning. “I’ll just end up filling you up again anyway.”

Lila blushed, her cheeks burning as she felt a jolt of arousal, her body betraying her as she remembered the sensation of his cock inside her, the warmth of his cum flooding her womb.

“I ... I don’t know,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest.

Her dad nodded, his expression softening as he stepped closer, his hands resting on her shoulders, his touch warm and reassuring.

“It’s up to you, Lila,” he said, his voice low and steady, his tone gentle but firm. “But I’ll be sleeping naked. It’s how I usually sleep.”

Lila felt a shiver run through her, her cheeks burning as she imagined him naked, his body on full display, his cock no longer hidden under a blanket. Her thoughts drifted to Ethan, to the times they’d shared this bed, and she realized how different it felt now. Her dad’s presence was so much more imposing, his energy filling the room in a way that Ethan’s never could. She felt a mix of emotions—fear, arousal, and a strange sense of comfort.

“I ... I’ll just ... change into something,” she whispered, her voice trembling as she grabbed a nightgown and a fresh pair of panties from her drawer, her hands shaking slightly as she held them up.

Her dad nodded, his expression calm but intense as he watched her, his gaze steady and unwavering.

“Take your time,” he said, his voice low and intimate, his tone casual but loaded with meaning.

Lila nodded, her body trembling as she walked over to the bathroom, her legs shaking slightly as she closed the door behind her. She stood there for a moment, her heart pounding as she tried to calm herself, her mind racing as she thought about what was about to happen.

She glanced down at her panties, the fabric soaked and sticky with her dad’s cum, and she felt a mix of emotions—disgust, arousal, and a strange sense of comfort. She pulled them off, the sensation making her gasp softly, and she grabbed a towel, wiping herself clean as best she could.

She brushed her teeth, the minty taste a sharp contrast to the warm, musky scent that still lingered on her skin. She glanced at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, her eyes wide with nervous energy, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

When she stepped out of the bathroom, the room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a lamp on her nightstand, casting a warm, golden light that pooled over the bed. She wore a fresh pair of panties under her nightgown, the fabric soft against her skin, but her cheeks burned as she thought about what was about to happen.

Her dad was already in bed, the sheets pulled back to reveal his naked body, his cock hard and throbbing as he lay there, his gaze steady and intense.

Lila shivered as she climbed into bed beside her dad, the sheets cool against her skin contrasting with the warmth of his body. The soft glow of the lamp bathed the room in golden light, shadows dancing on the walls as they moved together.