Her Girlfriend's Father

This is the 4th part of my story series "Her Girlfriend's Father". If you haven't read the first 3, then I suggest that you start there. This story contain scenes of lesbian sex, as well as straight sex. I also feel that I must warn readers about this 4th part. It dabbles with incest, but I don't go full on with it.

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"What do you mean 'tell you everything'? You surely don't want to hear about your dad and I?" Fawn asked.

"Baby, just...just talk." Claire replied.

Claire and Fawn were in Claire's bed. Fawn was the little spoon. Claire was the big spoon, pressed against her girlfriend, her left arm was free to slowly roam Fawn's body.

Fawn inhaled deeply and let it out slowly. Could she really explain this to her girlfriend? She wasn't even sure how to explain it to herself!

"Claire..." Fawn spoke.

"Yes, my love?" Claire acknowledged.

"I...I love you, you know that? I'm scared. I'm scared that this will change everything." Fawn began crying.

"It won't, baby. Trust me, it won't." Claire tried to assure her.

"This whole situation is...fucked. It...it just shouldn't be." Fawn explained as she sobbed.

"Just tell me how you feel, baby. Just let it all out...please." Claire pleaded. Her fingers gently tweaking Fawn's nipples. "Why do you feel so guilty?"

"Fuck...Because it's your dad! Because I cheated on you with your FUCKING dad! I feel like absolute shit. I'm a piece of shit, Claire." Fawn cried.

"I don't think so. I told you, I understand that you have needs. I told you it's fine. I love you so much." Claire stated. "Please tell me how it started."

"I Uh... well, I was asleep, I woke up when I heard your dad talking on the phone. Your bedroom door was open and I was spread out naked on your bed. Your dad started up the stairs and I only had time to get under the covers. I didn't want it to be awkward, so I hid my head under the covers but I was peeking out to see what was going on. He went in to the bathroom, turned on the shower, but then he walked out...naked. Fuck...his coc...I'm sorry baby, but you may not want to hear this. His cock is huge. Your dad is in such great shape, he's so handsome, and...well, it's just magnificent." Fawn explained.

"I went to make breakfast after he started his shower. He came downstairs and we talked. I couldn't stop thinking about it. My pussy ached at the thought. You know I've been with other boys. You know I've never been truly satisfied by any of them. I haven't thought about them since our first night together. But... your dad...I couldn't help myself. It's...it's like...it's like it has some kind of power over me. I just envisioned his huge cock as we talked. I admitted that I had seen him naked. I couldn't stop myself from coming on to him. He took me upstairs and... it was incredible." Fawn continued.

"Fuck, baby. I bet you're getting we just thinking about it, aren't you? Claire asked.

Her hand moved down between Fawn's thighs. Her pussy was on fire. Claire slid a finger into the small gap and felt Fawn's wetness.

"Mmmmm. You're so fucking wet." Claire whispered into Fawn's ear. Her finger stroked the wet slit while her lips and tongue danced on Fawn's neck.

"Fuck..." Fawn whimpered, spreading her legs so her lover could finger her. "I want you so bad, Claire."

Claire giggled, "not yet, love. Tell me more. I thought my dad..." Claire paused to kiss down Fawn's jaw, "...I thought he wasn't going to do it again?"

"I wasn't going to either. I laid here trying to sleep. I heard the shower going, and...I just couldn't resist. I can only imagine how an addict feels. The desire for his cock...it, it just consumed me. I'm sorry for talking about your dad like this." Fawn said.

"Don't be sorry, dear. I want to hear it." Claire calmly replied.

Claire continued kissing and fingering her lover. "Is there more? You said you felt ashamed? Why?"

"Well, besides fucking your dad, which feels so morally wrong to begin with, it's...I felt like an animal. I was mad with lust and I just wanted to be fucked. I wanted it on a primal level. I wanted to be filled with cum. It's so different than how I feel with you. I want you more than you can imagine. I want my tongue in your pussy, I want to explore your body, I love the feeling of closeness and love we share. You mean everything to me, Claire. Then these feelings of savagery overcome me and I can't help but act on them. I feel weak and powerless. It scares me a bit." Fawn confessed.

"It's ok, baby. It's ok. I'm so happy that you can talk to me like this. Please don't feel bad about this. I love you." Claire assured her.

"I love you too." Fawn replied.

"What do you want now?" Claire asked.

"I...I want to taste you...no. I need to taste you. Badly." Fawn admitted.

"Mmmmm! Anything for you, baby," Claire whispered.

Claire tossed the blanket that had been covering them to the side. The only article of clothing covering her body was an oversized t shirt. She peel the shirt off over her head, exposing her, young, fit body. She straddled Fawn's hips and leaned down to kiss her girlfriend. Fawn's fingers on her left hand gently gripped Claire by the back of her head, pulling her close. Fawn's right hand kneaded Claire's breast as they kissed deeply.

After several minutes of passionate kissing, Claire separated from her lover. She sat up and brought her wet pussy to Fawn's mouth. Fawn moaned as the aroma of Claire's arousal infiltrated her nose. She wasted no time in burying her tongue deep into Claire's entrance. Claire gripped the headboard as her lover licked and sucked at her delicate lips and her excited clit.

Fawn's hands gripped Claire plump ass cheeks. She squeezed the magnificent globes, her fingers occasionally straying over the tiny little hole snuggled between them. Claire loved the sensation of Fawn's fingers touching her asshole, and she made sure she expressed that vocally.

The teasing Fawn was subjecting her lover to was too much for Claire. Claire lifted her drenched pussy from Fawn's mouth and turned around to face towards Fawn's feet. Claire then returned her aroused pussy to her girlfriend's face, laying her body onto her lover's, and burying her tongue between the young woman's thighs.

Claire lapped at the wetness of Fawn's lovely pussy, while Fawn continued to pleasure Claire. Fawn paused her licking to slide a pair of fingers into Claire. She slowly fucked her girlfriend, coating her fingers in the warm, slick juices that seeped from her lover's center. Fawn used her wet fingers to caress Claire's delicate folds as well as her swollen clit.

"Fuck! You make me feel so fucking good!" Claire moaned.

It made Fawn smile, but she was far from done with pleasing her lover. Fawn dipped her fingers into Claire's honeypot once again, but this time she brought her tongue to Claire's tiny puckered asshole and drenched it with her saliva. The sensation caused Claire to clench her pussy around Fawn's probing fingers.

"D, d, don't...stop..." Claire moaned as Fawn's tongue bathed her other hole. After several swipes of her tongue, Fawn pulled her well coated fingers from Claire's pussy and spread her liquid across her asshole. Fawn retrieved more of Claire's natural lube and used it to ease her middle finger into her lover's tight ass.

There was no possible way that Claire could attempt to continue pleasuring Fawn. The feeling of her girlfriend's finger penetrating her ass was taking her to new heights. Fawn worked her finger in and out of Claire's tight hole while Claire whimpered and thrust her hips backwards in rhythm with Fawn's fingering. Fawn was focusing on watching her finger slide in and out of Claire's ass when she felt the warmth on her chest. Claire was so worked up that her pussy was dripping her nectar onto Fawn. She brought her tongue to Claire's clit and licked from the engorged nub, up between her puffy lips and into her waiting entrance. She lapped her lover's juices while her finger continued to thrust into her ass.

"I'm, I'm so...fucking...close, baby!" Claire cried.

Fawn grinned and attacked Claire's clit with her mouth. She sucked and licked the excited button as she furiously fingered Claire's asshole. Fawn's attention to both of Claire's glorious holes was too much for her to take, and in a matter of seconds one the most powerful orgasms of her life surged through her body.

Claire's body tensed, her ass gripped Fawn's finger tightly and her pussy coated her girlfriend's face in a shower of delicious wetness. Waves of pleasure weaved their way towards Claire's center. Her orgasm had reduced Claire's to a sobbing, shuddering mess. She rolled off of Fawn as the tears failed to cease. Fawn moved to embrace her love.

"I love you, Fawn. I love you so much. That...that was so...so fucking incredible." Claire expressed as she worked to restrain her emotions.

"I love you too, Claire. I hope those are tears of joy and that I didn't hurt you?" Fawn asked.

"Oh, they are definitely tears of joy. It was just so overwhelming. I love the things you do to me!" Claire stated.

The two girls kissed and caressed each other and fell asleep in each other's arms.

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The next day, Fawn woke to an empty bed. Claire had left for work and left a note for Fawn.

"Last night was incredible! I hope I didn't wake you when I left this morning? Dad is gone the next couple of days on a business trip. Text me if we're still going to your parents house tonight!

Love you so much!"

So, Mark is gone for a couple of days, thought Fawn. That might be just what she needed. At least that's what she tried telling herself. The reality was that her heart sank a bit when she read that part of the note. She knew she needed to end things with Claire's dad, but she couldn't stop thinking about how much she loved being fucked by him. That fact that she was horny wasn't helping matters either. She never had a chance to cum last night after she had given Claire such a mind numbing orgasm. Her pussy was aching for attention now.

Fawn ran a finger between her already drenched lips and teased her clit with light touches. She knew that a finger just wasn't going to cut it though. Fawn reached down into the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed, and retrieved the dildo that her and Claire occasionally used on each other. It wasn't Mark's exquisite cock, but it would have to do. She slid the head of the fake phallus between the slick lips of her wet pussy, teasing her opening by gently pressing the head inwards slightly. Fawn let her thoughts drift to the times her and Mark had shared together. Before she let the dildo spread her apart, she leapt from the bed and walked to the end of the hall. She turned the handle and the door to Mark's bedroom opened. There sat the bed where her and her girlfriend's father had so animalisticaly fucked. The evidence of what had transpired had been removed, but the thoughts were burned into her forever.

Fawn sat on the end of the freshly made bed. She laid her body back onto the covers and spread her shapely legs wide. She slid the dildo into her mouth and tasted her juices on the tip as her tongue wet the shaft. Once it was sufficiently wet, she pressed it against her pussy and parted her lips with the full length of the toy. She began slowly stroking the fake cock in and out of herself. Soon she was thrusting the toy into her sopping pussy with vigor. Her other hand focused on her clit as she hurriedly neared her peak. In a matter of minutes her orgasm shook through her as her walls clenched around the hard silicone shaft nestled inside of her. It was nothing compared to how Mark made her feel and definitely nothing close to what Claire did to her, but at least she was satisfied for the moment.

Fawn rolled her naked body around on the bed. Perhaps her scent would be noticed by Mark once he returned. She grabbed his pillow and placed it between her legs. She squeezed it with her thighs, hoping the remnants of her essence would permeate the fabric.

With that out of the way, it was time for Fawn to shower. She texted her lover to let her know that she was heading over to her parents and for Claire to meet her there after work.

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Fawn and Claire had spent the last two days with Fawn's parents. It was a fun time and it had helped Fawn to almost completely forget about Mark. While it was difficult to not let on about her relationship with Claire around her parents, Fawn was glad that it was the only thing she had to worry about.

At night, after Fawn's parents had gone to bed, the girls made passionate love to one another. Fawn was certain that her parents wouldn't take the news of her coming out near as well as Mark did. As scared as she was to tell them, it excited her more to finally be free with the woman she loved.

Fawn woke in her bed after a night of sweet lesbian sex with Claire. It was Saturday and Claire had gone to work at her internship for part of the day. Claire got around and left her parents house. Her and Claire were spending the weekend at Claire's house. Fawn was aware that Mark would be back from his trip, but she was sure that her time away from him had suppressed the fire that she had once felt for him.

Confidently, Fawn approached Claire's house and entered through the front door. The house was quiet. Fawn dropped her belongings up in Claire's bedroom and ventured to the kitchen to grab a snack. There was still no sign of Mark, but Fawn wasn't concerned if she did have to be around him. There was a room off of the kitchen, at the back of the house, that was used as the theater room. It was dark, had large, comfortable furniture in it, as well as a giant TV and a fancy stereo system. It was the perfect spot to chill and wait for her girlfriend to return home.

Fawn had settled in and turned on the tv when she heard a noise outside. She walked over to window and pulled back the dark curtains to see what she was hearing. It was at that moment that Fawn realized that she was metaphorically fucked.

Mark had indeed returned home. He was outside working in the back yard. His sculpted bare torso was shirtless and glistening with sweat. His powerful muscles flexed as he swept the string trimmer down the fence line. Fawn felt her pussy dampen at the sight of him. She envisioned his strong arms gripping her hips as he pounded her from behind, her tiny hands pressing against his rippling chest as she rode his magnificent cock, his hand gripping her head as his long, thick shaft brushed the back of her throat. Her heart was pounding out of her chest, her legs felt shaky, and she began to perspire. Her hand reached inside the waistband of her tiny shorts and found her already excited clit. Perhaps bringing herself to climax would help curb the lust rising in her.

Fawn rubbed her nub between her fingers as she gazed out at the window at the perfect spectacle of man. Her legs started quivering as her pussy drenched her shorts. Fawn gasped loudly as she came. Every brush of her finger across her clit sent waves of pleasure shooting through her. Once her orgasm ran its course, she stumbled to the couch to rest. Fawn woke about 45 minutes later and hurried to turn off the TV. She looked out the window but there was no sign of Mark.

Fawn quietly made her way into the kitchen. The house was quiet and she thought that maybe Mark had left. She made her way up to Claire's bedroom but stopped as she neared the top of the stairs. The door to Mark's bedroom was slightly ajar. Fawn crept towards the door, her heart was beating faster again. Once she reached the door, she peered through the tiny opening. What she saw through the door caused her panties to dampen.

Mark was stretched out on his bed, on his back resting, and completely nude. Fawn stared at the scene for several moments. She knew she shouldn't be looking in on him like that, but she couldn't help herself. She almost gasped out loud when Mark shifted, but she managed to remain silent. She slowly backed away and entered Claire's bedroom. She was well aware of the thoughts that were swirling around in her head. She had thought that she'd been able to get them under control, to be free from the overwhelming lust that consumed her when in Mark's presence, but here she was. She laid down in bed and tried to calm herself. It was no use.

Fawn rose from bed and stripped her clothes from her body. She walked down the hallway to Mark's bedroom door. She peeked in again and saw that he hadn't moved. She slowly pushed the door open and gently stepped into the room. She quietly made her way to the end of the bed. Her eyes hungrily devoured the sight before her. His perfect body laid motionless, his face looked so peaceful. His powerful chest slowly rising and falling with each breath, and of course his limp, but imposing manhood. His long, thick cock draped over onto his thigh. Mark had the impressive trait of being both a shower and a grower, and Fawn practically drooled knowing how much larger he became when erect.

Fawn eased herself onto the bed. She crawled between Mark's spread legs and brought her head to his resting cock. In one slow motion, Fawn slid her warm, wet tongue from his balls up to the head of his cock. She placed a kiss on the soft head before swirling her tongue around the sensitive end. Mark twitched slightly while emitting a low groan. Fawn continued kissing and licking his shaft as her hand caressed his balls.

It didn't take long before Mark's cock began coming to life. As he grew in Fawn's mouth, she took as much of his length as she could. Soon he was at full size and Fawn was having a harder time fitting her lips around him. She felt a hand rake through her hair as her lips slid up and down his shaft.

"Oh shit...Fawn. Wha...what are you doing in here?" Mark groaned.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked.

"No...please, don't stop." He replied.

Fawn continued her oral ministrations. Her lips sliding up and down his perfect cock, her tongue exploring every vein and ridge. He felt wonderful in her mouth, but the desire to have him spread her pussy apart was growing rapidly. Fawn reached between her legs and slipped two of her fingers into her dripping opening. As enormous as Mark's manhood was, she was convinced that she was wet enough for him to slide in without much trouble.

Fawn released his cock from her warm, wet mouth and rose from between his legs. She stared into his eyes while fingering herself.

"I need you to fuck me...please." Fawn begged.

"I, I'm not sure. I thought we weren't...I thought it was wrong?" Mark questioned.

Fawn looked at him with a pained expression. "Don't deny me this. I...I have to have this. I need it so bad. It's like a drug and...you know you want it too." She pleaded.

Fawn crawled forward and straddled Mark's hips. She slid her delicate, wet pussy lips up the length of his cock and ground them onto the sensitive head. Mark groaned at the wonderful sensation. Fawn slid her wetness up and down as she gripped her breasts and tugged at her nipples.

"Don't you want me, Mark? I'm so wet for you." Fawn purred.

Before he could answer, Fawn crawled forward, up his body, until her pussy was inches from his face. He inhaled deeply as her scent overwhelmed his sense of smell. There was no chance he could resist her.

Fawn brought her honey pot to Mark's lips and gave him a brief taste of her sweet nectar. Fawn reached out towards the headboard of the bed and pulled herself from Mark's face. She turned her head to glance over her shoulder as Mark rose to his knees. Fawn presented herself to him, one hand gripping the headboard while her other rubbed her pussy.

Mark took each of Fawn's luscious ass cheeks in his large hands and kneaded them a bit roughly. The anticipation of Mark sliding into her hot, aching center was causing her juices to trail down the inside of her thighs. Mark leaned in towards her which caused his cock to brush against her clit. He continued his teasing as his hands moved to envelop her breasts. Fawn was so aroused and ready for him, and this torturous teasing had her on the brink of insanity.