South Wind Ch. 4

The next morning Dave left to go to his writing studio to lay out some book keeping files. Tammy and Jenny sat at the kitchen table talking about what the weeks work would be. To Jenny, even after the wildness of the night before, this all seemed so natural. She had now not only been to bed with her own father but, oddly, had found that touching and being touched by another female had proven to be wildly thrilling.

When Robin stormed in and dropped angrily into the chair, glaring hotly at the table top, the two girls knew well enough to let Robin decide when she would open up.

“That fucking bastard!” Robin growled, looking from Jenny to Tammy. “You know what he did?”

“Who?” Tammy questioned.

“That fucking father of mine. That son-of-bitch said he wanted me to have his kid... What he didn’t tell was that he can’t have kids.”

“Oh, my God,” Jenny moaned.

“Then he up and tells me we are moving to Montana where his cousin is making some sorta resort for perverts and banging his own daughter too,” She looked around the kitchen then slammed her hand angrily onto the shiny table top. “I packed my stuff and told him to have at it; that I never wanted to see him again.”

“Don’t blame ya,” Jenny replied, putting her hand over Robin’s. “You going to be okay?”

“Ya, I guess. Be better when I find myself a place to live.”

“Don’t lay that line of shit on us,” Tammy growled back. “You know damn well you can stay here or with me.”

“I just don’t want to get in the way. I mean, after all, I know you two are getting it on with Dave.”

“You think you’re not welcome to join in?” Jenny giggled, surprised at how fast the girl seemed to get over her anger.

“The three of us and Dave?” Robin questioned, a smile tugging at the right corner of her lip. “How long do you think he would survive?”

“One way to find out, huh?” Tammy said with a laugh.

“Robin?” Jenny asked, bending forward. “You sure seem to be pushing what your father did to you aside rather easily. You sure you’re okay?”

“Actually, I am happy. You see, a lot has changed the last few weeks. I don’t know, we have gotten close and we have this business to make a go of. Maybe it is wrong or something but, I want more out of life than fucking a man who has so little respect for me.”

The conversation soon turned to the coming week’s work. From time to time, Robin would unload another part of her anger towards her father and get right back into the subject. Then Robin changed the subject.

“Okay, where do I stay?” She asked, her eyes looking from Tammy to Jenny. “I mean, like it is no way I am going to sleep in that car and run up and down those hills when we start work.”

Jenny leaned back in her chair, winked at Tammy before she turned to Robin. “Why don’t ya go down and see what Dad thinks?”

“No,” Robin replied, shaking her head as her gaze returned to the table top. “What if he laughs at me?”

Tammy shook a cigarette out of the half empty pack of Marlboros. “You go down there and talk to him, honey. I can tell you he won’t be laughing at all. We’ll stay here and give you two some space.”

Dave was sitting in his big, black recliner, looking at the waters of Watts Bar Lake far to the south when Robin slid the sliding glass door open and walked in. “Busy?” She asked.

“Not at all. What’s up?”

Robin slowly told Dave what had happened. She was shocked at how angry he got, never having seen him so upset as he used every foul word to describe her father then, as his face reddened, started making up new words to describe him.

“Its okay,” she whispered. “All I wanted to know is if I could stay with you guys for a bit.”

Dave looked Robin over from head to toe. Her slender body, fitted snugly into the faded blue jeans told of her long, slender legs. Her breasts tented the white blouse slightly as his minded changed from anger to want.

“”What are you thinking?” Robin asked, knowing full well that she had just been mind-fucked.

“I’d like to make love to you.”

“Would ya settle for just a good, old fashion fuck?”

“Right now? I’d think you’d be a bit upset with all men.”

“Oh, I am,” Robin smiled back, unbuttoning the top button of her blouse, “but my pussy ain’t.”

“Why doesn’t it bother you and Tammy about me bedding my own daughter?”

“Well,” she replied, sliding the blouse off her arms, reveling a smallish, peach colored bra. “I’ve been fucking my old man for about a year. Why should it bother me?”

“You know, I sometimes wake up at night and just lay there looking at the door, just lay there and wonder when the police will break it down and rush in with news reports clicking pictures of the world’s worst father.”

Robin sat down and looked at Dave. This was really bothering him and no one else knew about it. “I guess its a lot like Tammy said, We see terrorist blowing planes up, school kids killing school kids, little girls kidnapped from their own homes and killed... Who the fuck is the real monsters? The world kills each other, yet it condemns us for finding a tiny bit of love in all this craziness.”

“She might have a point there.”

“Maybe; maybe not. I really did feel secure with letting Pa bang me,” She shrugged her shoulders. “I felt secure in his arms; we could lay there and talk for hours... Now that I will miss.”

“You got nice tits,” Dave observed with a grin.

“Well, my friend, I’m going to fuck your brains out right there in that chair. I’m sure you will be able to suck on them all you want.” She stood up and slid both the jeans and black bikini panties off, reach behind her, her eyes taunting at the older man as she undid the single snap of the bra and let it slowly slide off.

Dave swallowed hard as his eyes feasted on the well trimmed pubic mound of the girl. She was sweet naked, the clothes hiding a well taken care of body with boobs standing out proud and firm.

“You going to do it with your clothes on,” she taunted, kicking the sandals from her feet.

It took only took an instant before Dave was off the recliner, stripped and back in it, his cock standing up just as proudly as Robin’s tits.

“So much for foreplay,” Robin giggled, straddling the naked man.

The girl took Dave’s cock, positioned it at her wet opening and slowly lowered her body over it. Dave’s hands closed around her tits, fascinated with her tiny, firm tits that pretty much fit under his cupped hands, the hard nipples playing against the flesh of his palms as he explored.

“God,” Robin moaned down to Dave, “I love being on top. You know, this is only my second time.”

“You sure are calm for what your dad did,” Dave replied, slipping his hands behind the girl and bending her forward so he could kiss are her erect nipples.

“This I call ‘revenge’, so hush up and do what you wanted to do,” Robin said, closing her eyes as she explored freely the different sensations. “You suck my cum out of me when I ‘get off’?”

“In a recliner? I didn’t get to be this old with gymnastics.”

“Hush up,” Robin moaned, lifting her body up till Dave’s cock was almost out of her then, with a deep, lusty grunt, slammed her body back down. “I’ll do the talking, you just don’t come too soon.”

Dave took the girl by her waist, lifted her up slightly then pushed her down on him as he thrust up into her. As Robin gurgled contentedly, Dave continued hammering into her wet pussy as Robin started to show a whole new side to her.

“Take me hard. God damn it, I want it so fucking hard.” Robin hissed, her eyes peering down et her man with demonic lust raging in them.

The recliner bucked and squeaked as Dave tried his hardest to grant Robin her wish but, with the position of the recliner, it was next to impossible to hammer her as hard as she kept insisting on.

“I’m coming,” Robin moaned, bending forward until Dave forced her back upright. “Oh, God, Fuck me. Fuck me,” she mumbled as her tongue darted over her lips.

Dave looked around, the recliner had served it purpose and now, as Robin’s hot juices ran out of her, he wanted nothing more than to get his tongue deep into this lusty young woman. With one swipe of his arm, Dave had the coffee table top cleaned off. Robin didn’t have to be told what to do as she laid herself lengthwise on the highly polished oak top, her hands going behind her head as she watched Dave position her legs for his tongues assault. “I like that,” Robin giggled as the first touch of a man’s tongue between her legs sent wild shivers up her spine.

Dave couldn’t help but wonder how he had missed this part of the ever quiet Robin. Never did he expect she was hotter than a half-fucked fox in a forest fire. His tongue flicked over her swollen clit, her body jerking in reaction to the stimulus of the wantonly exploring tongue.

Robin was quickly coming into her own and letting go of all her shyness as Dave’s tongue seemed to dance over her clit and into her mind. This was just as good as fucking to her way of thinking... Maybe even more so as a tongue didn’t have to worry about staying hard, all it had to do was please her in the wildest of ways.

After her first climax, Dave put her legs over his shoulders, his hands under her hips, picking her up until she opened enough for him to access deeply her whole wet, slippery pussy trench.

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” Robin hissed out as Dave’s lips encircled her clit, sucking it in and out of his mouth as fast as he could. With one great heaving of her small tits, Robin put her head back, opened her mouth and gasped out her first tongue-made climax.

Dave didn’t give the lusty girl a chance to come down after her climaxes. Three times he brought her over the edge until Robin was gasping, hissing and babbling on with words that seemed far removed from the English language.

As Dave worked Robin deeper and deeper into her passionate needs, Tammy sat down on the love seat, pushed her blue jeans and panties off, watching Jenny eye her well trimmed snatch.

“Oh, yes, honey,” Tammy moaned, putting her arms along the back of the love seat, her head back as, with a contented smile, she closed her eyes and positioned her pussy so Jenny could work freely at her. For a moment, she wondered what the two in the writing studio were talking about. She smiled, they were down there talking and here she was, getting sexed to her utter limits.

Robin was now beyond any control and ready for Dave to explore this passionate woman to her fullest. His finger ran in and out of her wet pussy as he worked over her throbbing clit, taking a few moments to massage at the swollen pussy lips as he finger fucked her to her next climax, her feet beating demandingly against his back.

“Oh, my God,” Robin shrieked as she felt a finger slide into her ass the instant her climax burst deep in her mind. She hadn’t been ready for this new sensation and, as she forced her hips up off the table for all of Dave’s attentions, she had her first total orgasm. Her body went rigid as she felt the finger fucking her in this newest of acts found her fighting to enjoy every instant of the feeling of Dave’s tongue as he lapped at her flowing juices.

Tammy took no time in getting off. She had thought about what could happen the night before as she tossed and turned, unable to get the idea that she had allowed another woman to touch her. “God, you take after your father. Ya know that?” She moaned down to the young woman, her right hand now resting on top of Jenny’s head for an instant before pulling the girl’s face deeper into her hot nest of pure needs.

Before they knew it, both women were on the floor, Jenny laying on the big, braided rug and Tammy sitting against her face, moaning out the words she never thought she would say: “I love you,” she gasped, bending forward till her hands were on the floor, perching her body above Jenny as the hot-tongued woman doubled her efforts at pleasing her friend and boss.

Robin didn’t feel Dave pull his mouth away from her glistening pussy, nor did she feel him bend over her, line himself up and slide his swollen cock deep into her hot pussy. Only when Dave positioned the back of her legs against his shoulders, wrapping his arms around her legs then, with a smile of total satisfaction, lifted her pelvis slightly up off the coffee table , did she realize Dave was back inside her.

Dave knew he was in total control; knew he could do just about anything with this wild, sex crazy female. He shook his head, wondering to himself what sort of an ass hole her father was to give up such a wild fuck.

Jenny lapped hard against Tammy’s wanton needs until the woman decided there was a lot more to what she had discovered with Jenny. “God, I am not queer,” Tammy panted as she lay beside her first female lover. “But I sure want to fuck you into this carpet.”

“Would be interesting to see,” Jenny laughed, her own fingers working over her clit. “But you will have to grow a dick or something first.”

“Not at all,” Tammy laughed, listening to Jenny’s soft whimpering as she got her own juices flowing. “If I can’t grow one, guess I will have to get a strap on. You game?”

Jenny giggled loudly, feeling her juices seeping from her. “You know, it’d be awesome to get it on in front of those two,” She laughed loudly. “I bet they never would think about a woman fucking a woman. I’m game.”

“Well,” Tammy said, slowly getting to her feet. “Lets run into Knoxville and see what we can get. I know a few people who won’t make an issue out of it. Tonight we’ll get pizza and turn it into an orgy. Okay?”

“Sure. We need a good time before we all get caught up in work.”

Dave held Robin’s arms firmly against the top of the coffee table, his thrusting becoming even more demanding as Robin’s hips met him thrust for thrust. Bending even further, Dave’s tongue lapped at the young women’s breasts, the action made almost impossible with her squirming around as she climbed the ladders to her next climax.

“Fuck me. Fuck me!” Robin hissed out as she now hammered her body against Dave’s at her own passionate speed.

Dave couldn’t help but look on is awe. Never in the few years he had known the girl had he ever dreamed the quiet and shy Robin was anything like this. His eyes feasted on her small tits as she thrashed around, trying to break free of his hold as passions spilled from in her brain, ran through her body, to emerge as hot wet juices seeping from her now well-worn pussy.

Dave had enough of this to suit himself. He felt the deep stirrings of his own climax, fighting its onslaught in vain until he slammed his cock deep into the girl, adding his own juices to hers. Suddenly, as he screamed out his passions, he realized that he had just emptied deep into a girl who was not on any form of birth control. A shiver ran through his mind, a shiver that was less than delightful.

Robin and Dave showered together then, without dressing, laid on a quilt Dave spread out over the wood-like vinyl floor, covering them up with a thin sheet before they cuddled together.

“I don’t get it,” Dave whispered. “Here you just got screwed over by you dad and now... Well, here you are in my arms. I just don’t get it.”

“Some revenge, isn’t it?” Robin giggled back. “Hell, actually I am rather happy it happened.”

“Why?”

“He wasn’t the best lover. He was rude, crude and didn’t give a shit if I came or not.” She looked out the window on the west side of the studio, her eyes taking in the white cumulus clouds floating in the distance. “I never had a man kiss me, or do anything like that down there. Not bad. I like it.”

“You going to get on the ‘pill’?”

“Bothers you, doesn’t it? You going to give Jenny what she wants?”

Dave rolled over on his back, his eyes following the joint lines of the walnut paneling on the ceiling. “I think it is a bad idea. I have a hard time with the idea of telling a kid you are both his grandfather and father.”

“Would be a bummer, wouldn’t it?”

“I’ll talk to her,” Robin said then giggled. “But it’ll cost ya.”

“Robin. I don’t want any more kids. They drive me crazy.”

“Bullshit. I see how Jessica’s kid is around you. Fuck. You just a big teddy bear, but you don’t want anyone to know it.”

“Smart ass,” Dave chuckled, laying his right hand over her right breast, slightly amazed to find her nipple still fully erect. “Is it cold in here?”

“No, big guy, its not cold in here, but you might want to get some rest, I have plans for you later.”

Dave and Robin fell asleep with fantasies racing through their heads. To Dave, Robin had shown every sign of being rather submissive, and he liked to explore such little quirks, even more so when he remembered how wildly she fucked back when he had held her down. He smiled, kissing her on the back of her head, maybe later he would be able to tie her to the coffee table and see just how much torture she could take from his tongue.

Robin slept till shortly after five that evening. Dave had gotten up just before one, covered her naked body with the thin, flowery sheet, set down at the computer to work out his record system and get a few more pages of the history book he was working on laid out. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Dave sitting in the high back chair, sipping on a cup of Cafe Vienna, his favorite coffee.

“God, I slept hard,” She moaned, stretching her arms far above her head. “I sure feel good. Thanks.”

“For what?”

“For letting me sleep so long.”

“You must have needed it.”

Robin looked at Dave for a long moment. “I want to sleep with you tonight. I don’t care if we do anything more than just talk. You think I am nuts for asking?”

“Guess you need to find out what those two wild asses are up to. Me? I like the idea.”

Robin took her time dressing, finding that she enjoyed Dave watching her so intently as she put on the crumpled clothes. She started to tell him how she had never slept in a man’s arms before. For her, her sex life had been one where, after the sex was over, it was time to get dressed or go to her own room. She just wanted to be held and the only thing standing between her and that dream was her two friends.

“Oh, my God,” Robin gasped as she stood in the open door to Jenny’s bedroom. Oh, my God!”

Jenny was laying sideways on the bed, her legs pushed up by Tammy who was sliding a huge strap on cock in and out of the wildly grunting woman.

“Later,” Tammy growled over her right shoulder as Jenny started hissing out her climax. Robin could only turn around and quickly retreated down the hallway, her face burning from embarrassment from walking in on the two.

Robin set at the kitchen table, unable to say anything when the two girls walked in. She had never thought about what it would be like to be with another woman and, to her utter amazement, found it totally confusing to see Tammy with a cock, admittedly, a fake cock, sprouting from between her legs.

“Robin,” Tammy said, sitting down. “Understand one thing: We’re just experimenting. Fuck, I think we were as shocked as you over it.”

“Are you two...”

“We might be BI,” Jenny said with a smile. “It wasn’t too bad,” she added, a slight blush coming to her face, “maybe you should try it.”

“What will Dave say? And, No! I don’t hardly think so.” Robin shot back.

“Don’t you go down there and tell him. Okay?” Jenny asked.

“Cost ya.”

“Like what?”

“I want to spend the night with him. You guys can have the house, just let us be alone down there.”

“What you up to, Robin?” Tammy questioned, winking at Jenny.

“I just want to be held for one. I that asking to fucking much? Damn, I just want to lay there in the dark and talk and giggle and feel like I am wanted. Is that asking too much?”

“No, honey,” Tammy said with a sad smile. “I think we know where you’re coming from, just understand us too.”

“As long as I don’t have to do what I just caught you two doing, I can understand a lot,” Robin smiled, knowing she was going to get her wish.