Discoveries Ch. 04

This chapter has hints of incest, exhibitionist incest, whatever that is and just plain fucking, beware.

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"You decent in there?"

She laughed while saying it. I ignored it. Smart ass kids. I heard her jump out of the rig and I reassembled myself, tucked my sock deep in my bag and climbed out. As Justine checked the rig out she kept giving me and amused smirk. I finally gave her one back that said 'yeah, and you did too.' That ended that. Well, the rest of the trip to Dodge City was not very interesting at all. We were pushing too hard to make our deadline for any more playing.

Justine was backing the rig up to the loading dock as I was talking to the warehouse foreman. We were a full hour early. As the forklifts went to work Justine and I sat in the cab.

"So, Dad, what's next, we going to go get this thing filled up again?"

"Oh yeah. I said we were going coast to coast and I wasn't kidding. Warren brokered loads that will take us from here to L.A. and then down to Phoenix, over to Dallas then to New Orleans and then back to New York. But right now, after we leave here we are getting a room and taking at least twelve hours off. We're real close to being over the limit for driving time."

There was a knock on the door and I slipped out. After I finished with some routine paperwork I climbed back in. Justine was working her phone so I just sat. After a minute or so she smiled and put it down.

"I got us a room dad."

"Hey, thanks. It's not too expensive, right? Warren is paying for this you know."

"Nah, it's good. Not too skeevy but not too upper class."

She was right. The motel was across the road from a shopping center. We parked the rig and checked in. It was a good room, two doubles and a decent flat screen TV. I dropped my duffle and collapsed on the bed. Justine put her bag on her bed and started going through it.

"I need a shower. I smell like truck. You wanna go first dad?"

"Nah, you go. I'll sit here and read a complete novel while I wait."

A flip flop hit me in the head.

"I do NOT take that long to shower father!"

"You used to darling. When you moved out our water bill was cut in half."

"Pfffft.'

Was all she said. I was watching the TV when movement caught my eye. I turned just enough to see and got quite a see. Justine had gotten out her shower stuff and the movement I caught was her tank top coming over her head. I felt odd scoping out my daughter's tits but I had to admit they were quite nice, firm, with big nipples. I turned my head back, I didn't want to but, well, you know. A few seconds later something white caught my eye. I reflexively turned only to have the twin firm globes of Justine's ass practically in my face. Yeah, they were awesome too but I was simply not prepared for this sort of casual attitude from my daughter. She picked up her shower caddy and strolled across my line of vision and went to the alcove outside the bath room. She stopped and looked in her caddy.

"Shit! Dad, can you give me that bottle of conditioner? It's on the bed."

This required me to get up and get it. As I turned I saw Justine standing at the alcove, buck naked, just standing there. I handed her the bottle. I must have been red as could be. She just smiled.

"Now dad, I know you've seen plenty of naked women, don't go all moral on me. It won't help. I'm gonna be like this the whole trip. It won't kill ya so get used to it. You need a bit of excitement in your life anyway."

If she only knew, she wouldn't say that. I lay back down and attempted to be cool.

"Whatever Jus, if that's what you want, so be it. I'll get used to it."

She slept naked too. I was not nearly so bold. I got undressed and dressed in the bathroom and slept in my boxers. I was out ten seconds after I hit the pillow.

The room was almost totally dark when I opened my eyes. The clock said 03:45. Some of the parking lot light was seeping through the curtains. By it I could see Justine, with just the sheet over her. I listened. Her breathing said she was fast asleep, which was good because my dick was like an iron bar. Daughter or no she was an attractive woman and being around her was making my mind roll back to my own fun times. Donna had wished me goodbye the day we left, only 24 hours ago but it sure seemed longer.

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I had to work late to finish up things. I thought Donna had gone home. After an hour I was just on the last few items when my door opened. I looked up in surprise; I had thought Donna locked the door. Seeing my secretary slip in was the only explanation I needed. But I saw she was alone. My thoughts of some fun were dashed. She was in her usual light summer dress and sans bra by the movement of her breasts. I stopped work and just looked at her. I figured she'd tell me what was going on. She took the bag off her shoulder and put it up on a shelf, carefully arranging it. Then she came to the front of my desk. She smiled that wicked smile.

"Boss, you're gonna be gone for at least a week. Rob and I, mostly I, will miss you and we know you're going to miss us. I was planning a little goodbye sex party but Rob had to work late, sorry."

I was disappointed.

"I understand Donna. You told me the rules from the beginning. I would have loved to hook up with you before I left. I'm driving with my daughter so I doubt there will be any time to sneak away, though I have no idea to where I'd sneak. I'm not a hooker kinda guy, never have been. But that's life. I'll just beat it out of you when I get back."

Donna was still smiling. There was something she wasn't telling me.

"I'm real glad you said that boss. You see that was kind of a test. I wanted to know if you really were good with our rules. I'm not surprised. So, I have good news."

She went over and opened the bag. Inside I saw a small video recorder.

"Rob and I struck a deal. We can fuck if I record everything."

She turned and in her classic style, flung off her dress and, no surprise, she was naked underneath. I watched her as she went over and settled on the couch, her full firm ass right on the edge and her legs spread wide. I immediately noticed something had changed.

"I'm not nearly wet enough for your cock boss. Would you be a dear and eat my pussy till I cum?"

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In the dark of my motel room I ran the visual memory through my mind as I rubbed my dick over my shorts and under the sheet. Sooner or later I was going to have to do something because I knew I was going to cum a lot. Justine was still asleep. I slid my shorts down to my ankles and went back to remembering.

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I got up from my desk and walked towards her. She held up one finger.

"You're not naked."

I looked at the door.

"locked, lights off."

Was all she said. It was enough.

I stopped and pulled my polo over my head and tossed it in the corner. Next I slowly undid my belt and drew it from the loops. She smiled.

"You're teasing me, you fuck!"

I just smiled. I kicked off my shoes. Next I carefully undid the button on my khaki's and opened the top of my pants. My cock was nearly hard by now. Donna was already pinching her nips and massaging her pussy. I pulled down the zipper, allowing my pants to open up and fall off my hips. I reached down and slipped each leg off mine in a deliberate manner, taking my socks too, making sure that she saw the growing bulge in my briefs. I picked up my pants and folded them over a chair. She was biting her lower lip now. I moved until I was right next to her. I rubbed my cock through the cotton, she gasped. Her hands were moving faster.

"Damn you stop making me wait!"

I put my fingers in the waistband and slid them down, pulling the front out to clear my almost totally hard cock. I let them fall to my ankles and stepped out. I could smell her excitement.

"Is this better?" I asked, smiling.

She hummed.

"Mmmmmm but your face is still dry."

I moved my mouth closer to her center.

"You shaved."

"Yes, do you like it? I did it just before I left. I've never done this before."

I sighed.

"I LOVE sucking on a smooth shiny pussy, a lot."

She made a face.

"Why didn't you say something before?"

My mouth was almost in contact.

"Because, when you're invited to dinner you don't complain about the food."

She was still laughing when my tongue went right into her cunt.

"HA HA...OHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCCCKKKK THAT FEELS GOOD! OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!"

Her hips went straight up off the couch and pressed hard against my face. I put my hands on her hips and kept my tongue buried in her. She was starting to quake.

"I'M GONNA FUCKIN CUM! OH FUCK THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER! ARRRGGGHHHHHHH!"

My mouth was attached to her slit and I took one hand and pinched her clit. That was it. She flipped around like she was having a seizure and suddenly a flood came out of her and went pouring into my mouth. I tried to swallow but it was too much. My face, my chest, the couch, got hosed. Donna was wiggling and yelling.

"DON'T STOP! OH FUCK. UNNNGGHGH UNNNGGHHH OHHHHHHHHHHH YEEESSSSSSSS!"

As she slowed her frenetic movements I pulled my soaked face off her beautifully smooth vagina. Her lips were wide and swollen. A steady rivulet of milky fluid ran from her entrance. She was panting, hard, but smiling.

"I'm having that thing lasered. I've never cum that hard from being eaten. You're good boss but you're not good enough to give me that. It was the sensation. Give me a minute can ya?"

She didn't move. She was still splayed wide on the couch and now the carpet was dark where her sex juice was pooling after leaving her fun tunnel. I just stood and watched, idly stroking my dick.

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In the darkness of my motel room my hand was getting slippery from my pre cum. I knew I wasn't going to last long. I moved the sheet lower till it barely covered the head of my dick. I couldn't reach anything so, fuck it, I go wash off after. Justine was still sleeping, nice steady deep breathing.

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In my office, Donna looked up at me and smiled. She got up off the couch and yanked the three cushions off, laying them on the floor. She looked at me.

"Now it's your turn. How do you want me?"

There was no question.

"Missionary, I want to look into your eyes as you cum."

She actually blushed.

"What a romantic!"

She fluidly laid herself on the three brown leather cushions. Never breaking eye contact she lay back and spread her sturdy legs.

"Come fuck me George, fuck me good and hard."

Finally, a breakthrough, I had a name. I settled between her legs and her hand took my cock and placed it at her entrance. I moved my face close to hers and cupped my hands over the top of her head. I leaned in and kissed her as I slid my cock in her soaked tunnel.

There is nothing like the feeling of your cock sliding in the first time. I've said it before and I'll say it again. The feeling as the head of your cock spreads the lips, the wetness running over your dick. You press more and her tunnel envelops your hardness. You feel it spreading, filling her. It's sublime. Donna moaned low and long. Her tongue wrestled with mine as I slid deeper. Her legs went around me and then up my back till she was almost gripping my shoulders. That made my dick go even deeper. When I was at her cervix, I stopped and pulled out of our kiss. Donna was panting.

"Fuck that's good. Are you gonna last?"

I smiled and pulled my cock back, she gasped again.

"Don't know, don't care, right?"

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I looked over, Justine was still sleeping. I had gotten a little noisy with my stroking. I was feeling a good cum coming on so I moved the sheet off my cock and started stroking hard.

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Donna smiled up at me.

"Right George, now fill me up with cock and cum!"

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As my memory pounded Donna's pussy on my office floor my hand pounded my dick in a dark motel room. As I flashed to the sound of our skin slapping I felt the surge.

"OHHHH DOOOONNNNAAAAAAA!"

Cum shot out of my dick and bathed my chest. The warm wet drops splatting as I shot three separate spurts. Then panic. Did I say Donna in my mind or did my big fat mouth go off? I wasn't sure. I looked over in fear. I listened. The breathing was different and she had moved. I just didn't know. I got up and, as quietly as possible, went and cleaned off. I snuck back in and got in bed, putting my shorts back on. She still looked asleep but I wasn't sure. Nothing I can do now. I fell asleep in a few minutes.

As my eyes opened the next morning the sun was fighting through the curtains enough that I could see something very surprising.