Chapter 9

By chance, Jack had to leave the next day for a weekend trip with Alison. They planned to have an idyllic beach vacation in yet another attempt to get their marriage back on track. He wasn't eager to go, but he went.

He left Nicole home alone. She didn't need a babysitter anymore, especially since she told her father she'd be spending virtually the entire weekend hanging out with Linda.

It was just as well, because the two girls needed time to mentally come to grips with what had just happened. And they did that by talking to each other about it for hours on end. It took them literally hours for them just to explain every last detail of what had happened to each other, even though both of them had been there most of the time. They shared absolutely everything. Linda even explained how Jack had cum all over her chest (although unwittingly), and how she'd eaten all the cum in the bathroom later.

Linda was delighted to see the results of the sexual encounter with Jack. She knew it had been a dramatic breakthrough, and one that exceeded all her expectations. She especially loved how Nicole had framed the whole event as Jack just helping her grow accustomed to getting sexual with "real boys," and how she even got him to agree to fondle them both some more in the future. Linda planned to run with that excuse in the future and see just how many sexual barriers they could overcome.

Linda knew that Jack was trying his best to be a good and responsible father, and breaking down his resolve and getting over his guilt was an obstacle. But she hadn't seen that as the main obstacle. She'd always figured the main problem would be Nicole's shy and prudish nature, not to mention her near total sexual innocence. Now, she was encouraged, because Nicole's attitude was changing rapidly since she was finally discovering the joys of sexual contact. But still, Nicole only allowed herself to think of their activities in terms of flirting and teasing, and she remained unwilling to even imagine actually having sex with Jack. Her aversion to the incest taboo was strong indeed.

Wisely, Linda let Nicole revel in what had happened for a while before pushing her to go further. All weekend, it was hard to get Nicole to talk of anything but the feel of Jack's dick rubbing against her pussy, or how it had felt when she held it in her hand. Shame and excitement mixed as she tried to get hold of herself after the hot episode.

Nicole was riding such a buzz of sexual excitement that it wasn't that difficult for Linda to talk her into sunbathing in the nude. She simply made the argument that a good daughter was one with a deep overall tan, because that would please her father immensely. Besides, no one else was there to see them.

They spent much time in the sun, using strong tan lotion everywhere but on their pale parts so those parts could "catch up." But they used a weaker lotion there too, as they were careful not to go overboard and get sunburned.

And all the while, as they lay in their usual lawn chairs near the pool, they talked and talked and talked about Jack.

Linda had been holding back her true motives for some time now, but late on Saturday afternoon, she decided the time was ripe to be more honest. Once they'd talked what had happened into the ground, she said, "You see, teasing your dad is so cool! You loved it! Just be careful so your evil stepmom won't notice it."

Nicole rolled her eyes. "Alison's not evil. She's just a little Bible crazy, that's all."

"Yeah, well, she's a bad wife in any case. She obviously doesn't take care of his sexual needs, and that's an essential duty of any good wife. Think about your poor, suffering dad. He may go weeks or even months without any sex at all, for all we know. We have to help him!"

Nicole grinned. "Don't worry, that's not a problem. I can't wait for him to get back so he can fondle my breasts and ass some more. I'm even gonna try to get him to practicing kissing me! I've got it all worked out."

"That's good," Linda replied, "But you know that's just for starters, don't you? If you do only just that, it could be worse than doing nothing."

Nicole's smile faded. "How do you figure? He loved it! I know he did!"

"Yes, but you know about guys and blue balls?" Seeing a blank look, Linda explained, "When a man's penis gets stiff and aroused, he craves release. Orgasm."

Nicole said proudly, "I know all about that! Like when I held his thick cock and he shot all over you. Right?"

"Exactly." Linda was amazed at times about Nicole's lack of sexual knowledge, but she tried not to show it. "Anyway, if he stays hard but he doesn't get that release, he gets blue balls. His balls don't actually turn blue, not at all, but they start to hurt really badly. And the longer it lasts, the more it hurts. I understand it can get extremely painful."

"Oh no! That's terrible! That means... if we tease him and rub our tits all over him for a long time, we're almost obliged to give him release, or he'll suffer horribly!"

Linda smiled. "Exactly. And we're not 'almost obliged,' we ARE obliged. You know what they call a girl who teases a guy relentlessly, but doesn't let him cum?"

"What?"

"A cocktease. And that's just the absolutely worst thing to be. Nobody likes a cocktease. But that's what you are."

Nicole sat up in her chair, setting her uncovered tits bouncing. She knew that word and knew it was considered a bad thing to be. "What?! When?!"

"Think about how abruptly he left you at the end. Remember that?"

"Oh course! After all, it happened to me, not you. I remember it like it was yesterday." Linda laughed. "It WAS yesterday, you goof!"

Nicole giggled. "I know. I was making a joke." Her face turned dreamy. "That was soooo good! The way he held me... His strong, manly hands clutching my breasts.... Mmmm... And my ass... I could feel his big dick rubbing up against my tummy too..." She closed her eyes. She was too shy to masturbate in front of her friend, but she writhed around on her ass some, trying to stimulate her pussy a little bit without touching it with her hands.

But then Linda interrupted her reverie by saying, "Yeah, great, but then he abruptly up and walked away. Remember how you told me that part too?"

Nicole opened her eyes. "Yeah. That was a real puzzler." She frowned and scrunched her face in confusion.

Linda said patiently, "No it isn't. I'm absolutely positively he had blue balls. He had to cum real bad! Think

about it. You were bouncing on his cock non-stop and letting him play with your tits for a long time. He's not superhuman; any man would need to cum after all that. But he was afraid to do it with you there. So he was probably smiling on the outside, but suffering horribly on the inside."

Nicole gasped. "Oh no! That's terrible! But, but... I can't make him cum on purpose! It would be wrong!" "But you did already," Linda pointed out incredulously. "You held his cock as he came!"

"I know, but that was an accident. God can forgive that. But to do it on purpose, that's incest! It's a sin!"

Linda sighed and shook her head in frustration. She'd been sitting up in her lawn chair, but she laid her nude body all the way back and tried to think. She had lost her aversion to incest after her years of sexual contact with her father up until his death. So she had a hard time understanding her friend's mindset.

Nicole's face lit up. "Hey! I've got an idea! What if I tease him and then YOU help him cum? You're not related, so it's okay. I could rub my tits all over him and let him squeeze my ass, and then you can hold his cock next time when he cums, and even stroke it. It'll be great! I know he'll love that, won't he?"

Linda said, "Well, that would be an improvement, but that's not good enough. Nicky, you don't get it! You belong to him now. He loves you, and you love him. He wants you, and you want him. Sexually! You have to learn to do EVERYTHING to him and for him, so you can be the perfect daughter that he needs. Think about it. Most daddies are happily married and sexually satisfied, but not him. He needs you sexually most of all. Your evil stepmom just isn't getting the job done there. It's up to you! You MUST let him fuck you!"

Nicole blanched. She was so appalled by the mention of fucking that she reflexively covered her pussy mound, as if her father was standing there and staring at it. She nervously asked Linda, "What about you?"

"Well, me too, but we're a team! Aren't we? I can't do it alone. If only one of us were getting fucked by him, it would eventually divide us and hurt our friendship. That's why I'm waiting. I could try to fully seduce him, but I'm waiting for you. We're best friends! I just couldn't enjoy it if I got to do everything with him, and all you could do is rub against him and kiss him a little bit."

Nicole smiled briefly. "Awww, that's sweet. Thanks." But she still felt terribly worried. There was nothing in the Bible against rubbing and kissing him, but she felt fucking him was as a terrible sin. She thought her best friend was deluded with crazy and impossible ideas.

Linda went on, "We both need to become his lovers at the same time! His mistresses. His sluts! Stroke his cock! Suck his cock! Love his cock! Let him fuck us whenever he wants!"

"NO!" Nicole said firmly, defiantly crossing her arms under her huge bare tits. "I don't know about your situation, but I can't do it. It would be incest! It's a sin and a crime!" She looked down at her bald pussy, and her puffy pussy lips, and tried to imagine her father's penis sliding into it. It made her shiver, but with fear, not arousal.

Linda persisted, "Come on! Think about how much he loved to see your tits and play with them. Don't you remember the look on his face? Don't you remember how happy you made him?"

Nicole's nipples tingled and engorged as she recalled what his hands had done. "Of course I do. And it means so much to me. Nothing makes me happier than to see him happy. He means so much to me!"

Linda said, "And that's good! But that's only the tip of the iceberg. You can't stop there. You have to stroke and suck his cock, at least. Think how much happier you'll make him. How is that wrong, to make your father happy?"

"It just... is! That's what the Bible says." Nicole's eyes narrowed with determination.

Linda pointed out, "The Bible says a lot of things that you choose to ignore. You eat pork, don't you? But the Old Testament clearly prohibits that. We have to use common sense, and figure out which rules apply for current day society and which ones don't. This is a special situation, for a lot of reasons, like the way your evil stepmom is ignoring his sexual needs."

"I keep telling you, she's not evil." But then the foxy brunette grinned a little, and added, "Okay, maybe she's a little evil."

They both giggled at that.

Linda didn't let the topic drop though. "Think about it. Think about how great it felt when you held his cock in your hand. Today, you've told me over and over how great it was to squeeze it and feel the cum rushing through it and squirting out. Were those all lies?"

"No. Of course not!"

"Well, then, why don't you want to do that again?"

Nicole looked at her nude blonde friend with desperation. She was on the verge of tears. "I DO! I DO! It's all I can think about! I want to do it so much! I want to hold his big thick cock all day, and stroke it and love it until my hands fall off! But I CAN'T! It's wrong!" She turned away and sadly stared at the pool.

Linda boldly suggested, "I think you're just scared."

Surprisingly, Nicole conceded the point. "Well, that's a part of it, I'll admit. What you're suggesting is risky! Let's put aside the sinfulness of it all for a minute. I don't have the courage to do this, even then. What if we do everything you say, and then Alison catches us? It would be the end! They'd probably take Daddy away, and I'd never get to see him again!" Tears started to form in her eyes.

Linda knew she had to do something quickly or Nicole would soon be bawling like a baby. "Don't think about that! We'll figure that out! Think about how happy you made him. Remember how he held your tits and just couldn't let go? Remember how he played with your nipples? Remember the look of rapturous joy on his face? Oh, and remember when he grasped your ass cheeks in the hall and lovingly caressed them?"

Nicole's attention had been successfully diverted. "Yeah." Her voice was mellow and content. She smiled blissfully. It was like she was back there, with him touching her again. She hefted up her boobs and ran her hands all over them. It helped a little bit as she fondly recalled Jack doing that to her, but it wasn't nearly the same.

Linda continued, "You want to know something? You want to know the greatest thing that ever happened to me?"

"What?" Nicole's eyes were still glazed over as she daydreamed about her father fondling her.

"It was when he came all over my tits! When his daddy cum splattered all over me! True, he didn't actually know he was doing it, but I don't care. And yeah, I've had sex with boys, but that doesn't matter. Because I didn't love those boys. That was just masturbation with extra hands. But your father... I love him!"

Nicole was startled. "You do?!"

Linda growled with irritation. "Are you BLIND?! He's the only thing we've been talking about for weeks now! And even before that, can't you see how much I've adored him?"

Nicole was abashed. "Sorry. Yeah, I totally see that. Especially since your own dad died, he's obviously become the center of your life, just like he is for mine. And yeah, I kind of assumed it too. I mean, you were just telling me about how you want him to fuck you. But it's different to hear you actually say that you love him. You've never said that point blank before."

"Well... good point. But I do, okay? I'm saying it now. I guess I don't always express my feelings to you because I worry you think I'll try to steal him away from you."

"Will you?" She frowned and held her breath.

"NO! Duh! Come on! You're my best friend! You're more than that. We're better than best friends, aren't we?"

"Sure," Nicole honestly agreed, as she exhaled with great relief. "I think of you as the sister I never had."

"Exactly! Me too. That's why it'll be so perfect if we can share him together. We're a natural team. Just think about it. He's only just turned forty. We can be his mistresses for a long time to come. Decades, even! Wouldn't that be great? Can't you picture being his lover and his mistress, serving his cock every single day? Making him happy? And with the two of us serving him together, he'd be the happiest father in town!"

"Yeah," Nicole said. All dreamy and blissful again, she envisioned being her father's mistress along with her best friend. "The three of us, together forever! It would be a dream come true." She lazily caressed one of her jutting globes. But then a startling thought came to her. "But what about Alison? She could ruin everything!"

Linda griped, "Yeah. Why is he even married to her?" Then she abruptly answered her own question. "I'll tell you why! Because he has sexual needs! Think. Why did he marry her? Was it because he loved her? No. They had such a rushed engagement that he barely knew her. Was it because of her great personality? No. Her good humor? No. Her money? No. There's only one reason: her body. You have to admit that she's seriously hot! He missed having sex, and he took a gamble on her, that she'd satisfy his

sexual needs. But he gambled and lost to a gold digger! So, if you and I could totally satisfy his sexual needs, then why would he stay married to her? He wouldn't! It's what we have to do! Then it'll just be the three of us, together forever."

Nicole sighed. "You're really convincing, I'll give you that. I can't even begin to tell you how much I'd love to be one of his mistresses, with you. But it's STILL incest. All that doesn't make it less wrong!"

"Yes, it DOES"! Linda said passionately. "It's about LOVE! And God's greatest commandment is to love one another. I'm not religious, and even I know that. Love conquers all! Isn't loving his cock just another way of showing your love for him?"

Nicole felt terribly torn. She could feel that Linda was sincere, and she wanted to believe Linda so very, very much. "I know, but it still is incest! A good thing to do is not always the right thing to do."

"Arrgh!" Linda clenched the air in front of her in frustration, sending her big boobs wobbling wildly. "Listen to what you just said! It doesn't even make sense! Arrgh!" Frustrated, she tried another tack. "Let me tell you more about the greatest experience in my life so far. Like I said, it was when Jack came all over my tits. Why was that so great? I'll tell you why. Because cum is love!"

"What?!" Nicole had never heard that startling claim before.

Linda qualified that. "Okay, not all the time. With sex between two strangers, it's obviously different. But between two people who love each other, just about the most important way they can express their love is through sex. That's the glue that holds marriages together, and so much more. And there are all kinds of ways to express your love during sex, like kissing and caressing and fucking and the like. But you can't HOLD a kiss or a hug and keep it and look at it later."

"You can with a photograph," Nicole pointed out.

"Yeah, but it's not the same, and you know it. A picture of a kiss won't curl your toes like a real kiss can. But anyway, all those things are important, but they're fleeting. But cum! It's a physical thing! It's proof! It's the physical proof of love! Believe me, you think your dad loves you now? Just wait until he cums on your face! And then he follows up by cumming more on your big tits! And then, if you think that's great, hold onto your hat, girl, because when he cums deep in your pussy, you'll be so overcome with love and joy that you'll just about DIE! You'll practically be able to see God's face! It's the ultimate!"

Nicole stared at her friend, awed. She ran her hands longingly over her rack and her face. Finally, she said, "You're not making that up, are you? I can see in your passion that you really mean it."

"Of course I do! Okay, admittedly, there's some guesswork there. I've had sex with people I don't love, and I know that felt great. I can only try to imagine how much BETTER it'll be with your father, someone I love so very much. And I've talked to people and seen things, and everyone agrees that it's just about the

greatest thing in the entire world, to be fucked by the man you love! Certainly you're not so sheltered that you've missed people talking about that, have you?"

"No," Nicole admitted. "I know what you mean. It's what every romance novel goes on and on about." She'd read some of those kinds of novels.

"Exactly! It's the happy ending to every story. Usually, it's after the picture fades to black, but it's implied, at least. Don't you want to have a happy ending? Don't we both deserve happy endings? I'm telling you: you! Me! Us, together! Both of us serving him as his mistresses. It'll be the ultimate! And think about how lucky we'll be. Most people don't find happiness until much later in life, or not at all. But we're on the verge of getting our happy endings when we're only sixteen! Think of DECADES of serving and sucking and stroking his cock, every single day!"

Nicole let out a long groan of frustration. "That sounds soooo good!" She stamped her foot repeatedly in frustration, causing her massive globes to sway. "But I'm his daughter! I'm his daughter! I can never change that fact. I'm his daughter!"

Linda lovingly stroked Nicole's long dark brown hair as her friend started to cry. Suddenly, she thought up a way to stop the crying. "Hey, speaking of photographs, check this out!" She got up and walked away.

Then she quickly came back holding a photograph.

Nicole snatched it away and stared at it. Her sadness gave way to complete shock. "Oh... my... God! This was taken yesterday, wasn't it? It's of you, with... with Daddy's cum... all over you! OHMIGOD!" She squealed and shrieked.

Shock gave way to excitement and joy. For the next few minutes, they hugged and kissed, and raved about the photo.

Eventually, Nicole asked, "Why didn't you show this to me earlier?!"

"I guess I forgot. But the main thing is, imagine the picture is of YOU! Imagine that's Daddy's cum dripping down YOUR face and tits! Because you held and stroked his fat cock until he came, hard!"

That idea was so thrilling to Nicole that she had trouble breathing. Her eyes bugged out as she stared longingly at the photo.

Linda didn't totally convince Nicole of her position in that conversation, or in any other conversation that weekend (although she certainly kept on trying). Nicole's resistance to incest was just too strong. Nicole felt incest was a black and white issue. She said she could no more decide incest was okay than she could decide murder was okay.

But Linda felt she'd made some progress, at least. And now that she'd revealed her true motives, she kept at it incessantly, trying to chip away at her friend's resistance. Since Nicole was already sexually involved with Jack to some extent, Linda hoped to encourage their physical contact and slowly let Nicole's lusty needs erode her moral definitions.