Chapter 3

“You said you knew all along I was in love with him. And that he was with me. I might have been able to go along the way I was with him for a long time. Eventually we would have fucked and probably kept on fucking. But I realized that I loved you so much and that you and I were the real thing. But I had to be sure.

I told him in very certain terms how I felt about you. I told him I was thinking you and I could be totally serious and maybe even make a lifelong commitment. He completely understood and he told me he would support whatever I thought was right for me.”

“And?”

“And, I loved him all the more, even though I never expected anything less from him. But I guess I had to consummate my intimate relationship with him to know if what I really wanted was to be with you for the rest of our lives. So, I told him it was time for us to make love.”

“You did?”

“Yes, Alex. I told him I believed it was the right thing for both of us, to either put closure on what he and I had so I could commit to you, or to show him and me that we should make the commitment to each other.”

“When was this?”

“I told you, it was before you and I became exclusive. About a year ago.”

“OK.”

“So, found a way to spend a straight twenty four hours in bed, with no limits.”

“And you...”

“Yes, Alex. We finally fucked. A marathon fuck. I think we did it five times. Yay Viagra. And when we knew my mom would be home soon, I told him that I would love him forever, but that I was sure of one thing.”

“What was it, Gretch?”

“It was that I wanted to get really serious about you, in hopes that we would want to commit to each other. And that’s what happened, right? I mean, here we are. And unless you’re done with me, we’re getting married in a week.”

I could tell that Alex’s heart had softened and become tender toward me again.

“Thank you for telling me all this,” Alex said with a trembling voice. “Gretchen, I love you so, so much.”

She came close and we hugged and kissed.

“And you’re not mad, or upset about me and my dad?”

“No, not at all. I feel like I completely understand now. And I feel so special that as much as you loved ... love him, you chose to commit to me.”

“I’m glad to, Alex. You’re the one I want to be with.”

We hugged again.

“I have a couple more questions, though,” she said.

“I told you, you can ask me anything at all, any time.”

“OK. So, you did everything with your dad?”

“Just about. I can’t think of anything significant we didn’t do with each other.”

“So,” Alex said as she brought her index finger to my lips, “your dad kissed these lips?”

“Yes, he kissed them a ton.”

“And,” she said, lowering her voice to just above a whisper, “did you take his cock in this mouth?” Sensing my slight hesitation, she added, “You said I could ask anything.”

I smiled and nodded.

“Yes, I took his cock in this mouth, many times.”

She kissed me full on my dirty mouth.

“And did he cum in your mouth?” I nodded. “And did you swallow it?”

“Yes,” I said, lowering my voice to the same level as hers. “I swallowed lots of his cum over the time we were together that way.”

She kissed me again, sliding her tongue between my lips, then moved away just a bit. She pushed the sheet down and put her hands on my breasts.

“Did your dad like these beautiful, big tits?” I smiled and nodded. “Did he play with them? Did he kiss and lick them? Did he suck your perfect nipples?” I nodded again. “Did he ever fuck your tits?” I nodded. Alex kissed between my breasts.

“Yes, my love. My dad loves my tits. And he did all those things. He fondled, licked, sucked and fucked my tits.”

“Did he cum between them? Did he cum on them? Did he fuck them and then cum on your mouth?”

“Yes, Alex. He did all those things.”

“Oh, Gretchen, I’m so in love with you.”

“And I with you, Alex. And I’m getting the impression that you’re not upset at all.”

She moved down the bed.

“Not a tiny bit. Did your father kiss your belly? Did he put his tongue in your navel? Did he caress your hips?”

“He kissed every inch of my body. He put his tongue in my navel and lots of other places.”

She kissed my navel, then further down. She stopped a few inches from my vagina and skipped over it.

“Did he kiss your thighs? Your knees? Your perfect fucking feet?”

“Yes, Honey. He loves my feet, just like you do.”

“Did he ever cum on your beautiful feet?”

“Yes, my dad came on my feet a few times.”

‘Did you bring them up to your mouth and lick it off.”

“I did lick his cum off my feet, yes. And I kissed him right after.”

“You shared his cum with him? Really?”

“Yes i did, lots of times. Do you like that, Alex?”

“It’s so hot, Gretch. Fuck, yes. Now, turn over onto your stomach.”

I willingly did as she asked. She got on top of me, pulled my hair away from my neck and kissed me there.

“Did your dad kiss your neck, your back, your arms?”

“I told you, he kissed me everywhere. But yes, he loved to kiss all over my back.”

She moved down further.

“Mmm ... did he play with your incredible ass? Did he like your strong legs and your tight butt? Did he like that you’re an athlete?”

“Yes, Alex. Yes to everything. And he loved me being an athlete. He loves that you’re an athlete too.”

“He does? You talked about me like that?”

“Sometimes, at least a little. He loves you. He thinks you’re beautiful, just like I do. Well, I imagine most everyone in the world thinks you’re beautiful.”

“Knock that off,” she said with a smile. “Does your dad even my tiny little tits? He doesn’t think I should have implants?”

“Alex, don’t even joke about that. My dad thinks you’re perfect. And we’d both kill you if you ever did anything to these beautiful boobs, no matter how small they are.”

“They’re barely A cup. I don’t think they’re worthy of calling boobs.”

“I know they are, Honey. They’re perfect and I choose to call them boobs.”

“OK, thank you. So back to you. Did your dad like to play with your butt? To kiss it?”

“He loves my butt. Yes, he kissed it all over, a million times. He kissed it, fondled it and licked it.”

“Did he ever fuck it?”

“No, never. He put a finger in it sometimes. That was magical.”