Memories Ch. 06

6th Chapter, read previous chapters to catch up.

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Robert spent the rest of the day focusing on work that had to be done. That evening Cheryl hadn't showed up and he had a frozen dinner for supper and went back to work. He'd been really slacking off lately and needed to catch up. He enjoyed the ability to work from home, but it seemed it really meant he worked more. Around 10pm he knocked off and shut the computer down and decided to go to bed. He stripped down and laid down naked on his bed leaving his door open. He hadn't covered up, he just laid there naked and slowly drifted off to sleep.

It must have been early morning that he woke, that sound was coming from somewhere, that sound of someone. He heard a small squeak of a bed and a moan. He got up and went into the bathroom and pissed. He figured Cheryl would hear the flush and quit what ever she was up to. He laid back down and drifted for a second when he heard her moan louder than ever it seemed like.

Finally giving in, he got up and started to put on his robe and decided not to. He walked into the living room naked, and saw that Cheryl's door was wide open, the lamp was on and he could see her lying on the bed. He walked closer to the door and looked at his daughter; she was lying on her bed, spread eagle, her fingers buried into her cunt, her eyes closed, her thumb was touching her clit. She moaned loudly again as he watched. He moved into the room slightly, he could smell her, the aroma of her cunt filled the room and his cock was very hard. He reached down and began to stroke it slowly.

He couldn't help himself, he had too much sex on his mind lately, and these close encounters with his daughter were driving him nuts. He moved to the foot of her bed and watched as she fucked herself. He was going to stop there, but something kept pushing him forward. He put a knee on the bed and put his weight on it and she began to moan loudly with the knowledge of his presence. He moved his other knee on the bed and he was literally kneeling between her legs watching his naked daughter fuck herself while he was masturbating himself.

Then he moved forward a little, the smell of sex filled the air and his head was heady with lust. Slowly he lowered his body on top of his daughter; she took in a deep breath as she felt him move in on top of her. His cock brushed her hand that was fucking herself, his chest touched her breast, and she suddenly began to gasp. She was so near orgasm she could hardly think. He moved forward and the head of his cock was against her fingers, she could feel his hard cock as she fucked herself. He moved forward and his cock was at her opening pushing her fingers aside as he tried to push himself into his own daughter.

He eyes suddenly opened, she moved both of her hands to his shoulders and pushed up and trying to push him away from her, "NO! We can't "she cried out looking at her father. With her fingers gone, his cock was right at her pussy entrance and he pushed forward and the head of his cock slipped in slightly. "Dad!" she complained, "we can't." she cried out really excited.

He pushed his cock deeper into her as she looked at him, "Dad, it's wrong." She said as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her. "Dadddd...." She said as his cock filled her completely. He began to pump his cock in an out of her; she was already excited and began to moan. She was tight and hot and he was hard as a rock. He pounded away at her hardly thinking of anything but his lust. She wrapped her legs around him as he fucked her with full hard strokes. She reached her hand down between them and began to rub her clit and that did it. She exploded, waves of orgasm racked her body, her body shook and trembled, her pussy pulsated tightly around her dad's cock, and the juices flowed and dripped down her ass onto the bed. Robert was slamming his cock into her, she moaned as she felt his hot cum shooting into her pussy, over flow and drip down her ass to mix with her own juices on the bed. He kept slamming in and out pumping cum into her, until finally he crammed his cock in and held it as his cock twitched with the last final shots of cum deep in his daughter's cunt.

He fell on her and laid there with his cock in her, his hand roaming from her hip to her breast for a few minutes. Then he looked up, she had her head turned away from him. "Honey?" he said, but she would not look at him. He slid his cock out of her and a gush of cum and juices flowed down her ass checks on the bed making a larger wet spot. He looked at her, her eyes were watery, not quite crying and she looked across the room totally ignoring him. He got off the bed and left the room wondering what he had done to his daughter and the relationship they had.

He went back to his room and laid down, he saw the light go off in her room and he silently berated himself for once more ruining something good over sex. He remembered that party, the revenge, or perversion, he wanted so badly and how it ended up.

The night of the party he made Karen wear a dress that buttoned down the front, with nothing underneath. She objected, but complied. Karen didn't know who was coming to the party, he didn't tell her. She had spent the day cleaning and making snacks, he had told her not to worry; it'd be a great party.

Gerald and Trish showed up early, and Robert shook Gerald's hand and smiled then kissed Trish on the lips. Gerald had told Karen that Robert had been fucking Trish, and although Karen was upset about it, she figured that he was trying to hurt her because he was so hurt. She let it go and didn't bother confronting him.

Some other couples showed up, some of the women she knew and some she didn't. Most looked respectable, and then there were about 15 guys altogether making the mix mostly men. She figured that was about right, he always invited guys from work who were unattached.

When the party seemed to be in full swing, some were talking, some were dancing and everyone seemed occupied Trish came over to Karen.

"How you holding up?" she asked.

"I'm managing." Karen answered, "It would be easier if Robert could just get over it."

"Hmmm." Trish smiled, "I'm not sure."

"Yeah," Karen spoke sarcastically, "if he fucks you as good as he use to fuck me, I understand."

"You know about that?" Trish answered.

"Gerald." Karen kept her voice down.

"It's a phase" Trish smiled at her. "I think the four of use should just get together and fuck it all out."

Karen giggled at that. She moved closer to Trish and they talked quietly for a while.

Robert walked up to the two of them and smiled. "Discussing something important?" He asked.

"You." Karen answered him. "And your cock."

"Karen, you remember you said you'd do anything?" Robert began, ignoring her statement about his cock.

Trish stared at Robert as Karen answered, "Yes."

"Did you mean that?" He asked.

"What more could you want from me?" Karen asked with a despondent voice.

"I want you to go over to Gerald, unbutton your dress and fuck him right there." Robert said. Trish eyes got wide as he said that. Karen looked over at Gerald, he was over in the corner with about 5 other guys, if she did that, all of them would fuck her, right in front of everyone probably.

"Are you crazy?" Karen asked him in a high pitched voice.

"Perhaps." He said and reached up and unbuttoned the top button of her dress. "Of course, if you don't like that, I can just strip you down right here." He unbuttoned a second button.

"You really want me to do this?" she asked him as he undid the third button and Trish could see her breast exposed now from the side.

"Yeah," he answered undoing the fourth button.

"You got mad because I was acting like a slut." She said as the fifth button came undone. She noticed one of the guys watching her. "Now you want me to be a slut for your perverted pleasure?" The sixth button came undone.

"You said you would do anything." He stated flatly as he undid the seventh button right in front of her bush. Trish felt her pussy twitch as she saw Karen being slowly stripped in such a public manner. He undid the 8th button and there was only one left.

"Okay," she said softly as the 9th button was undone and her dress was opened completely down the front exposing herself to everyone there. The room was quite as one after another had noticed the Karen being exposed. Karen looked at him and pulled the dress off and dropped it to the floor, Trish let a moan escape as Karen walked away towards the Gerald and the group of men.

Trish stood beside Robert as they watched with the rest of the room as Karen spoke quietly to Gerald. Then she dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants. Gerald was looking down at her as she pulled his cock out of his pants and began to suck it. There were only about 5 couples there, and Trish saw as one woman pushed her husband towards the door. She looked back at Karen, she was sucking Gerald's now hard cock like a pro, and one of the other guys was feeling of her breast. Trish saw two other couples leave, but one couple began making out on the couch right beside Karen.

Trish felt Robert's arm around her and his hand moved to her ass. She could feel him slowly working her dress up till his hand was on her panties. Her panties were wet already, but she wasn't sure she was ready for this. She watched as Gerald dropped his pants and got on his knees behind Karen. She spread her legs as he slowly pushed his cock into her and began to fuck her, the fourth couple left, the man on the couch had his hand under the ladies dress and was obvious playing with her cunt, another guy was sitting beside them and he was unzipping her dress. Another guy took Gerald's place in front of Karen feeding her his cock. Robert put his hand inside Trish's panties and was pushing them down and she wanted to say no, but stood there as he worked them over her hips and off her wet cunt till they fell free down her legs and finally the panties hit the floor.

Robert turned to face her and had one hand on her naked ass and moved the other hand to the front of her dress, then under it until he was lightly touching her pussy. The lady on the couch now had her dress down in the front with one guy sucking her tits, and the other guy had her dress up and was between her legs sucking her cunt, she was moaning loudly until a third guy climbed up on the couch and fed her his cock. Robert moved his hand off her ass and unzipped her dress and then unclasped her bra, while his other hand was making small circles around her clit. She felt flush, she felt dizzy, this was some other person's life, not hers, Robert pushed her dress and bra straps over her shoulders and the fell off her to the floor, she stood naked with her clothes around her feet as Robert began to kiss her breast and probe her pussy with his fingers making loud sloppy wet sounds. The room seemed quiet to her, only heavy breathing and sounds of grunts and moans, involuntarily she began to spread her legs to let Robert's fingers penetrate her.

The night became a blur to her, as she was sure it was to Karen. She remembered Robert pushing her to the floor, and him fucking her from behind. When some guy presented her a cock to suck, she sucked it and he came in her mouth. Robert had cum in her cunt and left, she was being fucked by someone else, and sucking another cock. She looked over to Karen, she was surrounded by naked guys, and she had dicks all over her. The lady on the couch was now on the floor. The guy she came with was no where to be seen, she was being fucked by any guy who wanted her. It seemed like more guys were there now than earlier, and then she realized more guys were showing up and joining into the fucking.

She didn't know when she had passed out, after the 8th or 9th guy fucked her was all she could think, she remembered some guy slapping her to wake up and suck his cock, and then when she put it in her mouth he pissed and she choked, but whoever was fucking her didn't pause. She heard someone talking to her as he mounted her and began to fuck her, she was laying limp under him as she felt him pounding away at her, then she blacked out again. When she woke she felt sticky, some one else was fucking her, there was cum in her hair, all over her, she smelt like piss or worse. Her head was bumping against the couch, she realized she was across the room now, but she didn't know how she got there. Robert was sitting on the couch naked; Karen was curled up in the corner crying softly. The other lady was gone as was most everyone else but a few guys.

She watched as two guys approached Karen, one shoved his cock in her mouth and the other began to pee on her. Karen sucked the cock and ignored the other guy, who left when he had relieved himself. The guy that was fucking her came in her pussy; she felt nothing at all now. He got off her and left. She looked around for Gerald, but he was no where to be seen. Trish looked over at Karen and watched as she choked on this guy's cum, he was shoving his cock hard into her mouth and cumming on her face and in her mouth.

She felt really sad and just laid there naked and covered in cum staring at Robert wondering why he did all this, he looked miserable. Some guy came out of the back room and walked over to her and climbed on top. He shoved his half hard cock into her cum soaked pussy and began to fuck her. She didn't respond and he gave up on her and went to the back room again. She got up and realized how sore she was, her ass hurt and when she felt her ass cheeks they were really sticky and she realized her ass had been bleeding as she looked at her hand. She followed the guy into the back room, the lady that was on the couch was spread out on the bed covered in cum and who knows what, the same guy was climbing on her. He began to try to fuck her, but his cock was still only half hard and she was passed out, after a few minutes he off her and found his pants and put them on, on his way out of the room he looked at her and said "Slut." .

Trish wondered back into the front room and sat next to Karen, she was crying, cum was all over her as she stared down at the floor. She put her arm around her and held her for some time. After about 30 minutes, the lady in the back woke up, found her dress and left, and it was just Robert, Karen, and Trish left. Robert said he'd give her a ride home as Gerald had left after fucking Karen and the other lady. She went and found her dress and put it on, she didn't bother with underwear and looked at Karen still crying and curled up in the corner before she left.

When Robert returned, Karen was no longer sitting on the floor. At first he figured she had gone to bed, but she wasn't there. He went and looked in the garage, and her car was gone. Her clothes were still there except the dress she had worn that night, he wondered where she had gone. It was suppose to be so sweet to see Gerald reaction when he saw his own wife as a slut. Gerald had finished fucking all he wanted, and by this time his wife had fucked five or six guys and was in the middle of an orgasm with another. He watched her cum, and watched one guy empty his load in her mouth while the other came in her cunt. She never opened her eyes as two more guys began to fuck her. She never saw Gerald sadly turn away and leave.

Robert went to bed and figured Karen would come home and they could stop all this crap and get back to life as it use to be. She was probably out driving around getting her head straight, he was sorry now that he ever found out about her fucking around. Shit, if didn't know, who cares. The party was suppose to be fun, but it was just depressing, he could see the hurt in her eyes as one guy after another used her in front of him, then when one guy pissed on her she began to cry, not that it stopped anyone from fucking her. Robert counted at least 30 guys had either been sucked or fucked Karen that night. The guys were calling friends and guys kept showing up. Karen had apparently had some experience ass fucking, because when the double mounted her, she just kept on fucking, Trish on the other hand had screamed when the began to fuck her ass, he felt bad about that, and when he saw she was bleeding he wanted to stop them, but he didn't even know them.

Robert woke early the next morning to the phone ringing. He looked over the house as he answered the phone; it was a wreck and smelled like a toilet. It was the babysitter on the phone wondering when they were going to pick up Cheryl. He said soon.

"Karen!" he called out as he hung up the phone. No answer.

He looked in the garage and her car was still gone. He was beginning to worry. Then the phone rang again.

"Hello?" he said as he picked it up.

"Robert?" it was Trish.

"Yeah," he answered, "have you seen Karen?"

"She's with Gerald." Trish answered. "They're leaving."

"What do you mean?" Robert questioned.

"She left you last night." Trish answered. "I talked to her in the driveway. She was wearing that dress mostly unbuttoned and there to see Gerald. Gerald wouldn't let me in; I was still out in the driveway when she drove up. When Gerald opened the door for her, I went in too, and he had my bags packed at the front door and began to call me names. I just stared at him as he tossed my bags out and then pushed me out..." Trish began to cry.

"That doesn't make any sense." Robert said softly, "he started all this."

"Yeah," she yelled back at him. "And you finished it by making both of us sluts!"

"Calm down Trish." He said.

"Fuck you!" she yelled back.

"Trish," Robert said, "this can be worked out."

"Shut up Ass hole!" she said. "I've got nothing, my car, my clothes, and a few dollars. I've lost my husband and my house because of you, you sick bastard."

"Trish?" Robert tried to get a word in.

"Fuck you!" she screamed again over the phone. "You punished us all, Fuck You! You had all this planned to show him what a slut I am, and now I've lost him!" She screamed again. "Bye Asshole!" she yelled, and then he heard it, the most sickening sound he ever heard, the loud bang, the silence. He screamed into the phone "Trish!" "Trish!" And the silence answered him back. He slumped to the floor with the phone in his hand listening, in the background he could hear noises, but nothing more. After a few minutes he heard glass breaking and a voice came on the line, a male voice, saying is there someone there?

Robert wept himself to sleep remembering how it all ended; Gerald sold his house, never showed up at work again, Karen went with him to Iowa where she filed for divorce. The last time he saw the two of them was at Trish's funeral, he watched from a distance as the leaned on each other for support. In the other room Cheryl listened in the dark as her father wept.

He woke to the smell of breakfast cooking; his mind slowly pieced together the events of the night before. She was saying no as he fucked her, he fucked his daughter and then she wouldn't even look at him. Now he had to deal with it. Apparently she was home cooking breakfast, just like normal. He got out of bed, visions of last night, fucking his daughter would not leave his mind, and his cock was hard as a rock. He went into the bathroom to relieve himself and came back to the bedroom. Cheryl appeared at the door, dressed on a long thick house coat zipped up, showing absolutely nothing of her body. She looked at his naked body, his cock was still half hard, and then she looked back up to his eyes.

"Breakfast is ready," she stated to him, "come eat it while it's hot." And she turned and walked away. He followed her into the dining room not bothering to dress and sat naked at his usual seat. He didn't see a point in hiding his body from her after this last week of seeing each other masturbate and then after last night's rape. She sat down next to him and began to fill his plate, not seeming to notice his nudity at all. Then she handed it to him and filled her own.