Kathy Harris: The family_s wild affairs

"Well, if we are, it will be on your head!" Les cried cruelly as he flung the door open.

Val gasped. Her brother had never spoken that way to her before.

Les hesitated for a moment, as if unsure whether to really go out into the storm. While he paused, the door open, gusts of wind and rain exploded into the living room, making Val shiver.

Then, Les moved through the open door and slammed it shut behind him. "You'll both be killed!" But Val was wrong.

When the two policemen came to the Swanson house to report the tragic accident, soon after Betty and Dave had returned home, they said that Les had been killed, and that his best friend Walt was in the hospital in a coma.

Val fainted, sure that it was God's revenge.

For weeks after her brother's funeral, Val was inconsolable. Even though her parents were suffering Les' loss too, Val's grief seemed even sharper and longer lasting because added to her pain was the enormous guilt she felt.

The young girl couldn't eat. She couldn't say more than a few words in response to her parents' concerned inquiries. And every time she tried to sleep, she heard Les' voice saying, "If I get killed, it'll be on your head."

Val was convinced that if she had not turned her brother down when he had wanted to fuck her, he would not have rushed off into the storm and he would be alive now.

One evening, as she was getting ready for bed, it all seemed to crash down on her and she fell onto her bed, sobbing hard. How she wished she could have her brother back, even for a minute or two, just long enough to tell him how sorry she was.

The young girl was naked beneath her sheer dressing gown which was open, revealing most of her big tits and her bushy crotch. The gown only partly covered her nipples which were in their usual pointed state, poking through the thin fabric of her gown.

Just then, there was a light knock on her bedroom door, and before the sobbing youngster could answer, the door opened and her father walked in, his breath catching sharply at the sight of his beautiful, sexy little girl practically naked.

"Dad! What do you want?" Val gasped, sitting up in bed and facing her father. Her gown fell completely open now, totally revealing her large, heaving tits with their pointy nips, and her blonde triangle of pussy fur.

Even in the midst of her sobs and her grief, Val couldn't help but notice how handsome and sexy her dad looked in his bathrobe, his hair still damp from his shower.

Dave's pulse quickened and he flushed with desire as he looked at Val's huge tits and her gorgeous, forbidden cunt. His eyes raked hotly over her near-naked body, and he felt his cock beginning to harden.

Val saw her dad's cock tenting out against his robe and she licked her lips unconsciously. Her pussy itched and burned and she rubbed her thighs together, liking the way her father was looking at her.

"Uh… Val, I just came in to see if you're okay. I heard you crying," Dave said, finally breaking the silence as he sat on the edge of the girl's bed and took her into his arms.

Val broke into fresh sobs at her dad's words and, again, she turned over onto her tummy. She felt her dad rocking her back and forth in his arms and she thought how good it felt. She only wished she could stop crying.

"You poor kid. Your mom and I have been really worried about you. We know how hard you've been taking Les'… death," Dave said slowly, still finding it difficult to talk about their tragic loss. "This is probably the first really good cry you've had since the, uh, accident, isn't it?"

Val nodded wordlessly, still crying.

"Go ahead, baby, cry it all out. You'll feel better for it," Dave urged, trying to ignore the urges pounding through his veins as he held his sobbing daughter.

Val cried for long moments in her dad's arms, grateful to him for being there for her. Finally, her tears subsided and she turned to face him.

"Thanks, Dad, I feel a lot better now," she said tremulously, realizing with some surprise that she really did feel better.

Suddenly, Dave lowered his head and Val found herself raising her own face to meet his. Dave pressed his mouth hard against hers, prying her lips open with his. Then, as he hesitated, wondering if he were misreading her signals, Val thrust her tongue into his mouth, searching. The man moaned and eagerly returned her tongue kiss.

"I'm so glad you came into my room tonight, Dad," Val said huskily as they broke their kiss off. The young girl was as surprised by her actions as her father was. But Val knew instinctively that this was what she needed, and that she must not question it or analyze it too closely. She told herself that she simply must trust her instincts and just go with her feelings. If she and her father did make it together, she thought, it would not only help to heal her, but it would be a sort of loving tribute to the memory of Les, who had fully believed in incest.

"Me too, baby. I guess I was right when I thought that you might need me," Dave murmured, his hands reaching out to touch her flawless tits.

"Oh, yes, Dad, you were right! I do need you! I need you a lot!" Val whimpered as she felt her dad squeezing her huge tits.

She remembered the night when she had spied on her mom and dad fucking each other. And she remembered her lust for the man. Now, she could hardly believe that her fantasy was coming true, and that already it was even better than she had dared to dream.

Dave's huge cock was throbbing with fuck lust. He was thrilled to discover that the beautiful girl seemed to be as hot for him as he was for her. He gently moved his hands across his daughter's ripely swelling tits, brushing his fingers obscenely across the stiff nipples.

"Ohhh, Dad," Val moaned. A shudder of incestuous excitement spread through her body, making her cunt ooze out a stream of hot cuntjuice.

"Why-why don't you take your robe off?" she gasped.

With a groan, Dave released her tits and quickly slipped his robe off.

"Oh, Dad, your cock is so big and hard!" the girl gasped as she tore her gown off so both she and her dad would be completely naked.

"Only because of you… you've got me so turned on that you've given me the biggest hard-on of my life, baby!" Dave said thickly.

Her dad's words filled the teenager with pride. She was pleased to know that she had the sexual power to affect her dad so deeply. He had the same effect on her.

Dave caressed his little girl's nipples, letting his thumbs slip freely back and forth. Val glanced down and saw her father's throbbing cock lurch lewdly, and she moaned with unbridled desire.

"Mmmmm, Dad, that feels sooo good."

"And your tits feel pretty good against my hands!" Dave groaned, pinching the girl's tits harder. Her joy-filled moans let him know that she liked it that way.

"Are you going to let me fuck you tonight, honey?" Dave asked huskily.

For just a second or two, Val froze and pulled slightly away from her father's embrace. His question, asked in a voice that was so much like Les', reminded Val of all the times her big brother had asked her that very thing, and of all the times when she had turned him down until that last time… the time that had led to his death.

In the back of her mind was a little nagging voice telling the teenager that incest was wrong, just as she had told herself all those times before when her brother had wanted to fuck her. But this time, she shook her head, deliberately pushing that thought away. I can't start thinking that incest is wrong, as I used to do, Val thought now. It was that kind of thinking that killed my brother!

"Anything wrong, honey? Don't you want to fuck your dad? I thought you wanted it too and…"

"Oh, yes, Dad!" Val cried, throwing herself into her father's strong arms. "I do want it too! I want you to fuck me! Fuck me now, Dad!"