Chapter 11

Her Mother's Daughter

Chapter Four

"Mmmm ... Good morning," I whispered, snuggling up against my daddy in our big bed.

"Amy?" He opened his eyes slowly, trying to focus on me.

"I'm here." I kissed his lips softly and I already had my hand around his cock, feeling it stiff and swollen as he lay on his side facing me.

"What? You have to stop..." He swallowed hard, but he wasn't moving and I slid down his body, giggling under the sheet.

The bed was still damp and reeked of our sex. We'd made love until nearly four in the morning before Daddy had fallen asleep finally. I'd wanted to sleep myself, but I knew that I had to get JJ off to school and Jilly would be waking up, needing a lot of attention. So I'd taken another pill, one of the last two, and it had perked me right up. I figured I'd save the last one for an emergency.

"Mmphh ... I love your cock, Daddy," I breathed and then I had him in my mouth, sucking my father's urgent erection the way he'd taught me to do it the night before.

"Amy! God ... No ... Stop..." He reached for me then, grabbing at my shoulders, but I resisted him easily and the truth was, Daddy wasn't trying all that hard anyway.

"Shhh ... Just let me love you," I whispered, fondling his balls and holding that stiff prick in my left hand, squeezing it briefly before taking the head inside my hot wet mouth.

"Ohhh ... Jesus..." he sighed, and stopped fighting me then. I'm sure it simply felt too good getting a blowjob as soon as he woke up.

I felt his hands in my hair, stroking me, urging me to take just a little more every time. I sucked him eagerly, the best I knew how, and I was getting better. I gave him a nice hot, wet, and very willing hole for his incestuous cock to fuck, sliding between my thinly stretched lips and over my wriggling tongue. I washed his smooth glans and swallowed his precum, making soft sounds of pleasure in my throat.

After about ten minutes, when my jaw started aching and my tongue felt tired, I kissed my way up his stomach, across Daddy's chest and to his mouth. I straddled his hips with my widespread legs and reached down, guiding him back inside my horny pussy. I was so hot for the man and it had been difficult to keep myself from waking him up sooner than I did.

"Amy, this is wrong ... Oh, shit!" Daddy groaned as he felt my tight pussy sliding down his cock slowly.

I worked those muscles, squeezing my barely mature vagina around him and rocking my ass until Daddy's prick was fully inside me. It didn't hurt now; it felt like he was made for fucking me. A perfect fit as I moved slowly, riding my father while he stared into my wintry blue eyes. I had my palms on his chest, feeling his heart beating, and my own smallish tits were rising and falling. My pink nipples were pointing towards heaven as they burned with arousal. I was going to cum soon and I fucked him faster, doing all the work until he finally relented, taking my ass in his hands and squeezing me, pulling me harder against him.

Daddy started fucking me again, just like had all night long, and he didn't have anything to worry about. He hadn't raped me, or even seduced me, I'd been the one making it happen. I'd spiked his wine and given it to him. I'd forced myself on him and taken advantage of his most private, tabboo desires. He'd wanted me, but only secretly. If he hadn't, I thought, I couldn't have talked him into anything, even with the help of that little green pill. He would have turned me down, I was sure. No, Daddy had his perverse desires for me and now we'd shared them eagerly the way a father and daughter should.

"Daddy ... Yes! Fuck me ... Make me cum, Daddy! Please!" I begged him, dropping my body onto his so I could rub my aching breasts against his chest.

He kissed me hard, tonguing my mouth while he held my ass tight, working my pussy up and down while he thrust into me. He was cumming too, shooting hard for the fifth time in less than a day and that was pretty good for a man his age, I thought. Daddy loved me a lot!

"Oh ... God, thank you," I sighed, kissing him lightly. "That's exactly what I needed."

"What time is it?" Dad asked suddenly, noticing with some shock that it was very bright outside.

"A little after one," I told him. "I just put Jilly down for her nap."

"What?" He stared at me and tried to get up, but I was still on him with his penis trapped in my cummy hole.

"Shhh ... It's okay. I called work and told them you're sick," I said. "It's okay, Daddy."

"Sick? Oh, Amy ... I have a meeting. I have to..." He tried getting up again.

"Dad ... Jack!" I finally said in sort of a stern voice. "They'll be okay without you for a day."

"Where's ... Did JJ go to school?" he asked, relaxing and realizing I wasn't gonna let him go anywhere. His cock was still semi-hard and lodged inside me anyway.

"Yeah, he's at school. Jilly's sleeping. And we just had a nice fuck," I giggled. "So the world is doing okay."

"Shit ... Amy." He closed his eyes. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"I'm the mommy now," I told him. "Okay? That means I want Mommy privileges too."

"Mommy privileges?" He opened his eyes again, looking confused.

"Daddy's cock," I explained, punctuating the words with a grind of my hips, "and the rest of him too."

"But Amy, last night ... I was drunk or ... something." He swallowed hard. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that and..."

"Hurt me?" I smiled, feeling his penis stiffening to full erection again and I widened my eyes happily. "You didn't hurt me at all, Daddy. You made me special, okay?"

"I love you though..."

"I love you too."

" ... and you're my daughter."

"I'm your wife," I said seriously. "In this room, in this house, okay?"

"Amy, it won't work," Dad sighed.

"Yeah it will," I promised. "Lots of people do it, nobody will know."

"Oh God..."

"Do you love me, Daddy?" I asked him. "No wait ... Do you love me, Jack?"

"I do love you," he replied softly.

"Then tell me I'm your wife."

"Amy..."

"Tell me, Jack. Just say it," I urged him. "I'm your wife and the mother of our kids."

"You ... You're my wife," Dad said slowly and his cock was hard as a rock inside me.

"And?" I smiled expectantly.

"And the mother of our kids." He licked his lips and blinked, as if he'd just surprised himself.

"I love you," I sighed. "I love you so much, Jack."

"I love you too, Amy," he breathed, surrendering completely as we began to make love slowly.

We'd gotten the desperation out of the way and this one would be nice and long, a sweet romantic and clear-headed consummation of our new relationship. I had Mommy privledges now and I wasn't going to give them back.

"I want to see Gina again," Dad said. He seemed unhappy and I didn't know why. I felt great, except I was getting really tired.

"Why?" I'd just made him some scrambled eggs, because middle of the afternoon or not, Daddy needed breakfast.

"She's only been gone three days." He looked at me. "I love her. She's my wife."

"She's a drug addict and a cheating slut, Dad." I frowned and he stared at me. "I'm sorry, okay? But she is."

"She might be in trouble," he countered, picking at his food. "What if she needs our help? We don't know what happened or why she left, Amy."

"I don't want to know," I decided. "Just divorce her. I swear, if she comes back we're not gonna be happy, none of us."

"I can't divorce her until I know what happened, don't you see that?" Dad stared at me and I looked down. "She's your mother, she loves you."

"Gina?" I rolled my eyes. "You didn't see her like I did, Dad."

"She's sick maybe," he sighed. "Maybe she's ... I don't know."

"Maybe she's a druggie who's going to come back and put Jilly in the oven, ever think of that?"

"Amy!" Dad frowned, but I wasn't gonna back down.

"Or what if she forgets Jilly in the bathtub, or gets drugged up while she's carpooling JJ's soccer team?" I stared back at him. "What if she comes back and takes everything we've got? Did you cancel your credit cards yet? The checking account, Dad?"

"Oh God." He dropped his head and looked so lost. It really hurt me to have to say that stuff, but it needed to be said all the same. I wasn't a little kid anymore, we'd just proven that in the bedroom.

"Look, just be smart, right? Protect your kids first and if Gina comes back, get her checked out or whatever," I shrugged. "If she's not on drugs, or sick or whatever, fine ... But you can't take a chance, Jack. Not with our kids."

"Our kids?" Daddy rocked his head on his shoulders.

"Yeah," I said, kind of challenging him to argue with me. "You know I'm right too. There's love and then there's what Gina did to you."

"She's my wife," he repeated, and he'd really gotten stuck on that. "And me and you ... Oh, Amy. What are we doing?"

"We're taking care of our family, Jack." I hugged him, standing behind him and kissing the top of his head. "Call a lawyer, okay? Just do it."

"Mommy? Mommy!" Jilly was waking up, yelling for me first thing and I smiled at my dad.

"The baby needs me," I said. "Think about what I said, okay?"

"Yeah," Dad sighed.

"Mommy!"

"Coming, Jilly! Mommy's coming..." I called out and God, I loved saying that!

I knew Jilly would be calling me mommy all the time soon. JJ never would, probably, but that was okay. He'd love me like a real mom anyway. It would be good for my dad to hear it too and I was still trying to decide what I liked more, calling him Jack, which was seriously cool, or calling him Daddy, which seemed seriously perverted. Daddy while we fucked, definitely, we both got off on that, and Jack when I had to put my foot down.

I had to go to bed early, I didn't have any choice. I'd been awake almost 36 hours and I felt pretty ragged. I woke up and it was dark outside, a little after ten according to the alarm next to the bed and Daddy was there, getting under the covers with me. I smiled sleepily and I had to sleep some more, no doubt about it, but it felt so good having a man next to me.

"Hi," I said softly, putting my hand on Daddy's chest and my right leg over both of his, getting on my side as he slipped his arm beneath me.

"Hey," he whispered. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm still sleepy." I smiled in the dark. "And my butt hurts."

"I'm sorry, Amy." He kissed me and I giggled.

"No you're not," I said, closing my eyes. "You liked it."

"Yeah, I did," Daddy admitted and we were quiet for a little bit.

"Don't feel bad about us, okay?" I said. "About loving me."

"I'm just trying to understand, Amy," he sighed.

"I know." I nodded. "We just need some time, that's all."

"I love you," he said, so softly I might have imagined it, and I smiled and fell asleep.

"Ohhh ... Stay close now" I warned Jilly. "Hold Mommy's hand, remember?"

"Get some ice cream?" she asked for the tenth time.

"Yep, in a little bit, okay?" I'd decided to do a little shopping for JJ because that boy was growing fast and half his pants didn't fit him anymore.

I'd picked out five pairs, so I had enough in my arms anyway, although he'd probably complain that he wanted red corduroys instead of the blue ones. He just liked giving me a hard time once in awhile, but he was a good kid. I'd get him a model airplane maybe, just to surprise him. He was into that stuff now, although he had a terrible time with the glue.

"Jilly! Wow! Haven't seen you in awhile," Brittany said, surprising me from behind the cash register and I blinked at her for a second.

"Brittany? Hi." I smiled back. "You're working here now?"

"Yeah, for a couple weeks. School work program, you know? I'm still a trainee." She rolled her eyes, pointing to her badge which said trainee on it, sure enough.

"Cool." I nodded and Jilly tugged at my hand impatiently.

"You haven't been at school, what happened?" Brittany wondered with a grin. "Someone said you moved and someone else said you got pregnant."

"Who said that?" I snorted and picked up Jilly with a little grunt. She was getting heavy.

"I dunno, kids at school," she shrugged. "Greg, I think."

"Nah, he's an ass. I'm home schooled now." I told her. "It's pretty cool."

"Cool." She nodded at that. "So like your mom's your teacher or something?"

"Yeah!" I laughed. "My mom taught me everything I know."

"Cool," she said again, pawing through the clothes I'd piled on the counter. "Cash or credit card?"

"Credit card," I told her and I had my own now. After Daddy had cancelled the old ones, he got new ones for both of us.

"Wow! Awesome." Brittany grinned as I pulled one out of my wallet. "Got your own plastic, huh?"

"Oh yeah." I shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, and it really wasn't.

"Get ice cream, Mommy," Jilly reminded me.

"They don't have ice cream here, sweetie." I smiled at her. "Just pants. You want pants?"

"Why does she call you mommy?" Brittany looked at us.

"No Mommy," Jilly answered me seriously.

"Cause I'm her mommy." I grinned at my friend and she didn't ask about it anymore.

My name was on our checking account too, mine and Dad's, and people who didn't know us assumed Jack and Amy Reed were husband and wife, not father and daughter. I didn't correct their mistake either, since I didn't think it was a mistake at all. We'd been together for a month already and the time was passing quickly. I loved being a wife and mommy, I really did. It wasn't an exciting life, but it was mine, and so much better than what I'd had before. It was even better than dreaming of being a model, cause this was real.

"Okay, ice cream time!" I told Jilly, grabbing the plastic bag and saying goodbye to Brittany.

"Yeah!" My little girl smiled and she was happy.

After ice cream we had a couple other errands to run, but it was all easy and the only thing annoying was riding the bus home. I was still just fifteen and my next birthday and a driver's license to go with it were a long ways off for me. So I took the bus and Jilly didn't mind, she liked busses, but I had to keep a close eye on her. For being such a little kid she sure could move fast. We'd taken her out of preschool, since it would be too hard getting her there and back. That was okay though, I spent a lot of time reading with her and stuff, plus it saved us about four hundred dollars a month. I'd had no idea that place was so expensive.

We were going through downtown and being mid-afternoon in the middle of a work week there were a lot of people getting on and off. I kept Jilly in my lap then, letting her look out the window and she'd fall asleep soon anyway, probably about the time we had to change busses, of course.

"Jilly?" someone said from behind me, a woman's voice. "Jilly ... Remember me?"

I felt my heart squeezed, like in a vise, and I got cold all over. I knew that voice. It was Gina's voice. My mom's voice and we hadn't seen her in almost five weeks. Jilly was just confused, looking around and holding me tight because she didn't see anyone she recognized, but that voice had to be familiar to her as well.