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Celeste and crew:

I'd like to submit this story for your review.  It's rather long and
is "unfinished" in that I keep finding new stuff to add.  It's a
"collection" of stories which sort of run into each other.

Your honest review and opinion would be greatly appreciated!  Oh, be
gentle... :-)

Rob Morton

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written permission of the author.  This story may be freely
distributed with this notice attached.  The author may be contacted at
rkhaan@ix.netcom.com.

(post 1 of 4)

ETIENNE:  DREAMING OF THINGS TO COME

Part I, Chapter One

Lorne Williams studied the activity around him with care, noting the
security people for the visiting VIPS' were obvious.  As general
manager of one of the largest research centers in the country, Lorne
was used to VIPS' coming and going.  Still, today was different.

His boss, Geoff Levin, MD, Ph.D., was bringing Carlton
Pharmaceuticals' board of directors in to show off their
multi-billion-dollar investment.  Shaking his head at the type of
ass-kissing Dr. Levin was apparently doing, Lorne stepped back into
his office which overlooked the reception area on one side and the
area known as Lab One.  He studied his handsome face in the in full
length mirror behind the door as he closed it and noticed a new gray
hair nestled among the waves of black.

At 40 years old, he was not only the youngest man in his position, he
was the only Black in Carlton's upper management.  As he contemplated
the reason for the errant hair, the phone rang.  Crossing to his desk,
he picked up the handset, surprised to hear the voice of his
16-year-old daughter, Etienne.

"Eti, what's going on?" he asked.  "Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yes," she answered.  "I just wanted you to know I'm home from
school and to ask you about dinner."

Lorne could picture his little girl, all smiles and becoming quite a
pretty young lady.  Ever since his wife died, his work and Etienne was
all that mattered to him.

"Sure, honey," he finally said.  "At home or would you like to have a
date with a tired, old doctor?"

She giggled, but said, "Tired, huh?  Then dinner at home will be fine.
I'll start on the salad and I'll see you later."

He smiled at the thought of Eti bustling around the kitchen.  Since
they did not require his presence at the meeting taking place in Lab
One, he buzzed his secretary and told her he was leaving for the day.
He also let her know if Levin needed him, they could reach him at
home.

The ride home was quicker than usual and, before long, he was turning
onto the main drive of Cascade Falls, a quiet upper-middle class
housing development.  He remembered the day the house was completed
and the joy on Ellie's face when he finally showed it to her.  Keeping
the house a secret was difficult while they were building it, but
somehow he managed to hide the construction costs from the household
budget program.

Closing the garage door behind him, Lorne entered the house and looked
around, a feeling of pride swelling inside him.  He remembered his
poor roots and marveled from time to time how hard work could pay off.

Turning into the kitchen, he saw Etienne hard at work slicing tomatoes
for the salad and humming a tune he couldn't recognize.  He could
smell steaks broiling and he was slightly embarrassed when his stomach
growled, a reminder that he had missed lunch due to the project
startup procedure.

At 16, Etienne had large, firm breasts and her mother's full lips.
Her wide hazel-brown eyes stood out against her light brown skin,
framed by her long, jet black hair.  How much she resembles her
mother, he thought as he cleared his throat.  Etienne turned at the
sound and when she saw her father, the smile spread quickly across her
face.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, so you have time to get
cleaned up before we eat."

Hmm.  Bossy, too - just like her mother.


Part I, Chapter Two

All during dinner, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Etienne,
surprised to feel his cock beginning to grow hard.  It served to
remind him he didn't really have time for sex since Ellie died -
between his job and raising Etienne, where could time be found?  More,
he realized his erection was growing larger the more he looked at Eti.

Her voice brought him back to the present.

". . .and I got an A on my science test."  Her voice trailed off as
she noticed the odd look on her father's face.  "Dad?  What's wrong?"

Without saying anything, Lorne stood suddenly, forgetting his now
raging hard on.  Etienne's eyes grew large at the sight of the huge
bulge in her father's pants, her young pussy instantly getting hot and
wet.

A friend at school, Cindy Harrison, had bragged her father spent a lot
of time between her legs.  Of course, Eti didn't believe her one bit.
One night during a slumber party, however, she had gotten up to go to
the bathroom and, on the way there, she heard the sounds of someone
moaning softly.

Following the sounds to the den, she noticed the door was opened
slightly and peeked in - and saw Cindy being fucked with gusto by her
father.  Eti was both shocked and fascinated by the scene before her.
Cindy's face was twisted with the effort of containing her father's
ramming cock inside her young, tight pussy.  Having never seen a man's
penis before, the sight of it awed her plunging in and out of Cindy
with deep, swift strokes lifting her off the edge of the desk.

Flushed with excitement, Eti slowly backed away from the lurid scene,
very much aware of an ache that suddenly appeared between her own
legs.  She hurried off to the bathroom and back to her sleeping bag
and, after a while, she was fast asleep.  Nevertheless, her dreams
were of large, hard dicks.

Her mind snapped back to the present.  Her father was saying, ". . .
so, I'll just go to bed.  Don't forget your homework and remember to
put the dishes away."

Etienne just nodded and watched her father walk away, the residue of
emotions still fresh in her mind.  She completed her after-dinner
chores mechanically and soon found herself at her desk, trying to
focus on her notes for the upcoming algebra test.  She found her
concentration wasn't complete, the algebraic symbols momentarily
losing their meaning.

Eti was frustrated and she was very much aware of the source of the
frustration.  Sighing, she crossed the room to her bed, stretched out
and let her thoughts take control.

Eti's mind opened to the scene of her father getting up from the
table, the bulge in his pants clearly defined.  Just the thought of
the sight set her blood on fire.  No matter how hard she tried to
clear her mind, the picture hovered there.

It bothered her to the point where, even wrapped in the comfort of her
bed, she couldn't get comfortable.  Her hand slipped under her shirt
and she absently toyed with a nipple.  With her other hand, she undid
her jeans, her fingers entwining the lush forest of hair.  She often
felt embarrassed at the crop of dark, curly hair framing her mound.
She let her finger slide further down and she began to rub her clit,
another prominent feature she often wished she didn't have - but it
didn't matter right now.

She continued to massage her now-erect nipples with one hand, the
other rubbing her clit with greater urgency, her pleasure increasing.
Etienne stopped long enough to wriggle out of her restricting
jeans,letting her spread her long legs wider.

The improved access to her wetness was just what the doctor ordered,
as she left her nipples to spread herself wider, slipping two fingers
inside.  She imagined the huge imprint in her father's pants was
inside her instead of her fingers, a thought which increased the heat
inside her.

Mouth open, eyes slightly closed, Etienne worked her young pussy
feverishly as her climax built.  She saw in her mind her father's ass
rising and falling rhythmically as he fucked her until, finally, she
exploded.  She gasped as the sensation hit her hard, causing her to
tremble with the release.

Etienne found this was what she needed, as she curled up feeling warm
and, at least, momentarily sated, she drifted off.

*   *   *

Lorne stepped back, closing the door just as quietly as he had opened
it.  He had gone to Eti's room to apologize for not being very social
at dinner.  As he was about to knock on the door, Lorne heard the
sounds of Eti's labored breathing and wondered if she was crying
because of his rude behavior.

Turning the knob gently, he looked in and saw his daughter fingering
herself, lost in her own pleasure. The sight of his little girl's
fingers sliding effortlessly in and out of her love nest cause an
immediate erection.  Butterflies appeared in his stomach and his knees
felt weak as he wondered what she was imagining.  His own thoughts
were running rampant as he watched her, noticing how large her clit
was as she rubbed it furiously, reminding him again how much Etienne
reminded him of her mother.

Lorne watched as Eti climaxed, her young body trembling with such
energy, her breasts shaking with each wave rushing through her.  As
she was curling up, he silently closed the door and stood there,
shaking.  He went back to his own bedroom, his thoughts wild and what
he just witnessed.  Realizing his own need for release, he quickly
undressed, his cock springing free from restraint.

His hand found his erection instantly and began the slow massaging
action to which he'd become used to.  Eti, naked and open, flashed in
his mind as he stroked his cock, wondering what it would be like to
take her like the woman she was quickly becoming.  The thought shamed
him and inflamed his passion that much more as his strokes were
getting longer and faster.

Lorne threw his head back and let out a long moan as he felt the
beginnings of his own orgasm.  With the picture of Eti's clit in his
mind, he came, the long white spurts crossing the room and landing
quietly on the carpeting.  He continued to stroke his spasming
manhood, thinking it's been too long,
much too long.

Lorne walked to his bathroom to get a towel and began cleaning up.  He
felt the heat of shame intermixed with the flush of release on his
face as he knelt to remove the now-cooling sperm from the rug.  He
started the shower, feeling the sudden need to be clean.

The water stung him but relaxed him as its heat penetrated his tense
muscles.  Reaching for the soap, he reflected on his feelings about
Etienne.  Surprised he was even capable of thinking about Eti in
sexual terms; the taboos of his youth instantly took their place in
his mind, screaming their warning of wrongness.

However wrong, Lorne couldn't deny his thoughts were somewhat
exciting.  Hell, who was he fooling?  Just the thought of sliding his
cock into his "little girl" was such a rush he felt both excited and
ashamed simultaneously.  He was becoming confused, his thoughts
warring with his feelings.  He remembered how embarrassed he felt
whenever Ellie asked him to change Eti as a baby.  Obviously, he'd
seen more than his share of pussy, but this was somehow different.  He
would complete the task, always coming away from it a little shaken
and never really knowing why.

Turning off the shower, he began the task of drying himself while
trying to clear the jumble of thoughts in his head.  Lorne knew he
should focus on his work; he was sure after today's presentation, the
secret project in Lab One would require some reworking, especially
after Levin got through fucking up things.

Shaking his head at the workload he was sure to face in the morning,
he killed the lights and left the bathroom - and found Eti standing in
the bedroom doorway.

Mouth open, Lorne was surprised because it wasn't like Eti to just
come into his room without announcing herself first.  In fact, he was
so shocked at seeing her there, he completely forgot the fact he
hadn't covered himself!  Wrapping the towel around himself and
regaining some measure of composure, he crossed to his dressing table
and began combing his damp hair.

"So," he began.  "What brings you here at this late hour?"

"I think we need to talk about something," she answered.

"Okay.  Sit and tell me what's on your mind, Peaches."

Etienne grinned at the use of her nickname.  He only called her that
when he wanted to lighten what may be a serious conversation.

Without preambles, Eti said, "You were watching me, weren't you?"

Lorne flinched; he didn't think she had heard the door close.

"Uh, well, not really," he finally answered.  "I came to apologize and
when you didn't answer my knock, I thought something may have been
wrong."

"So you stuck your head in?" she asked.

Lorne nodded, clearly embarrassed.

"I didn't hear you knock, but I thought I heard the door close."

"Well, I thought I had been quiet about it."

They sat silently for a few moments.  Eti had her fears confirmed and
Lorne, well, he felt like Peeping Tom.  Eti then made the biggest
decision of her young life.  Clearing her throat, she said, "I guess,
then, my watching you evened up the score."  She waited for the shit
to hit the proverbial fan.

Lorne closed his eyes, a silent "oh, shit" escaping his lips - and his
face felt incredibly hot.  "You saw that, huh?"

Eti nodded and sat back to wait for the angry outburst.

Lorne just sat there, looking for all the worlds like a condemned man.
He couldn't think straight and he really needed to think clearly to
deal with this situation.  His daughter, however, was a little short
on patience; she wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.
She was wondering what sort of punishment he'd give her when he said,
"So.  How do we deal with this?"

Not being exactly what she expected to hear, Eti blinked, not knowing
how to answer.  Her mind was racing; she knew how she'd like to deal
with it.  The sight of her father standing in the middle of the room,
stroking his large, hard dick was still fresh in her mind.  It was
everything she dreamed it could be and, oh, how she wanted it.

Upon realizing she had heard the door close, Eti sat immediately,
knowing it could have only been one person there.  "He saw you," her
mind screamed, and she was scared.  "Still," her mind whispered,
"isn't it what you wanted all along?"

Eti tried to shake the whispers out of her head, all the time knowing
it was the truth.  She had decided to go to him and tell him.  When
she got to his room, she noticed the door was ajar, so she peeked in.
Just in time to see her father furiously jerking his cock, his hand a
blur.

Eti stood transfixed in the doorway as Lorne continued the rapid
movement.  Suddenly, she saw him stiffen, his hand now moving as if
he'd lost all rhythm and stifled a gasp when she saw the first long
spurt of semen exploding from the swollen head of his dick.  Spurt
after spurt shot from his heaving manhood as she heard her father
gasp.  Even from where she was standing, she could hear his load as it
hit the carpeted floor.

As Lorne moved to the bathroom, Eti realized she had actually stepped
into the room.  Fear glued her where she stood as he came out of the
bathroom with a towel.  Eti knew had he just knelt where he stood, she
would be caught.  However, Lorne turned his back to the doorway,
cleaned up his spent seed, and returned to the bathroom.

When Eti heard the shower running, she moved to escape - and found she
couldn't, for some reason.  Her knees were weak and shaking as she
grabbed the door's edge for support.  She had no idea how long she
stood there with her mind swimming but, as she regained her composure,
her father had stepped back into the bedroom proper.

"Shit," she thought.  "I never heard the water stop!"  She was caught,
like an insect in amber.  Etienne snapped back to the here and now,
noticing her father's concerned look.

"Is there something wrong, Peaches?" he asked.  "I asked you a
question and you were a million miles away."

"I'm okay." She responded.  Eti was aware of a whole squadron of
butterflies who suddenly appeared in her stomach.

"Well?" asked her father, his concern deepening.

"Now is our chance!" her mind whispered.  "It's now or never!"

Clearing her throat, she said "What I want to do about this is, um . .
."

"Go ahead, say it!"  The voice continued to tease her.

"I want to fuck you!" she blurted out finally.  One part of her mind
was totally shocked at her outburst while the part of her, the one
consumed with lust for this man, was very much pleased.

Lorne, too, was of two minds, one part stunned at his daughter's
words, one part thinking that it wouldn't be a bad idea.  Where was
the moisture in his mouth?  His mouth was so dry!  He blinked, as if
it would instantly solve the problem.

"Uh, Eti," he began.  "Do you know what you're saying?"  Inwardly, he
hoped she did.  Under his towel, he could feel his cock beginning to
stir in anticipation.

Eti, for her part, was doing some thinking of her own.  Gathering her
resolve, she moved toward the bed where her father was sitting.
"That's it!  Go get it.  You know you want it and so does he!"

She approached her father, her fear slipping away at every step.  She
stood before him and looked into his eyes and saw his want and his
morality clashing inside him.  Etienne made up her mind, knowing
somehow she couldn't walk away now.


Part I, Chapter Three

In the mysterious way only women seem to know about, Etienne pulled
the oversized T-shirt she had been wearing over her head in one
continuous motion, revealing her young body.  Her large breasts were
considered a curse for her - but now she was hoping her father would
like them.

"Yes, I know exactly what I am saying." She finally answered him.

Lorne was frozen in place at the sight of his little girl's
well-developed body.  He drank in her large breasts in a glance, his
eyes moving down to her flat belly and stopping at the tufts of dark
hair covering her mound.  He could even see the head of her unusually
large clit, thinking her mother's hadn't been so pronounced.

"This is . . .  Peaches, this is wrong," he croaked.

Eti remained silent as she stepped closer to Lorne.  Now mere inches
away, she reached down and, in one deft movement, stripped him of his
towel, exposing his now raging erection.  She marveled at how large
and thick it looked close up.  She watched it throb with every beat of
his racing heart.

Lorne tried to stand but Etienne was standing too close to him.  His
eyes frantically searched for the swiped towel, hoping to covering his
embarrassment, but it was on the other side of the room.

"No, Peaches; we can't . . ." his protest sounding weak in his ears.

"We can, dear father.  And we will."  With those words, Etienne knelt
before him until his cock was in her face.  She reached up and tried
to encircle it with her hand, but it was too large for her small hand.

Lorne struggled to free himself as he watched her head dip to capture
the head of his cock in her mouth.

"Yes, oh, yes!", the voice in her head screamed as she covered the
plum-shaped cockhead, her tongue fluttering across the slitted
opening.  She had always dreamed of doing this, often practicing with
lollipops and bananas in her room.  Ah, but this was the real thing,
not a piece of candy or fruit. 

Growing bolder, she let her mouth slide further down his shaft slowly.
She gagged slightly as the head of his massive cock reached the back
of her throat.  Backing off, the feeling quickly disappeared.

Lorne could only watch with a mixture of horror and pleasure, as his
baby, his little darling, began to suck him, her head bobbing gently.
He could tell this was new for her, but he didn't care.  This was so
very wrong and felt so very good!

Lorne's excitement rushed through him as her inexperienced mouth
worked on him.  She looked up at him and the sight of his hard
blackness penetrating her mouth was too much for him.  He was coming
and he tried to move her head.

Eti could feel the tremors in his cock.  As she looked up at him, the
tremors got stronger and she could feel his hand trying to move her
off her captured prize.  "He's going to come," the voice in her head
said.  She held her position despite his efforts to steal her treat
from her.

Lorne struggled against his daughter.  He couldn't believe that he
couldn't free himself until, finally, realized he didn't want to be
freed.  He relaxed a little and a moan of pleasure escaped his lips.
His hips began to fuck her hot, moist mouth with short, gentle
strokes.

Eti's mouth strained to hold his thrusting meat.  Her jaws were
beginning to ache, but she was determined to have this.  With both
hand around his thick shaft, she slid them up the shaft, feeling the
bunched skin against her widely spread lips.

Lorne was bucking out of control, his legs moving as if they had a
mind of their own, his head violently moving back and forth as Eti
sucked and jerked his dick.  He stiffened as he started coming, the
intensity almost causing him to pass out.

"Oh, yes!" he breathed as his balls emptied their load into her mouth.

Eti wasn't prepared for the copious volume of liquid lust pouring from
the slit of his cock.  When her father's body went stiff, she
instinctively moved her mouth back to cover only the bulbous head of
his cock.  She could feel each spurt on her tongue, hot and salty.  He
was coming so much it started leaking through the seal of her lips,
trailing down her chin and neck.

As he softened, Etienne lifted her head, licking his seed from her
lips and looked at her father, now sprawled across the bed, trembling
as if he were cold.  Climbing on the bed next to him, she could see
the beads of perspiration on his forehead and upper lip.  His eyes
opened and, after a few seconds, they focused on her.

She smiled at him, feeling good and very wicked.  Lorne blinked
several times, clearing his vision until he could only see one Eti
instead of two.

He started to speak, but Eti silenced him with a kiss, her tongue
snaking between his lips in an instant.  His mouth softened beneath
hers as he returned the kiss, tentatively at first, but with
increasing desire. Lorne could taste his sperm on her lips as their
tongues battled against each other.

The depth of her own passion was quickly overcoming Eti as her father
rolled her over onto her back, their lips still locked tightly
together.

Lorne was in command now, and he planned on taking full advantage of
it.  Breaking the kiss, he ran his tongue down the side of her face to
the spot behind her ear, stopping along the way to nibble at her
earlobe.  Eti's arms wrapped around his neck as he nuzzled her neck,
licking and sucking her sweet flesh gently.  He was mumbling
incoherently as he worked his way to her breasts, so full and soft.

Capturing a nipple between his lips, he sucked at it while his fingers
sought and found her incredibly large clit.  He grabbed it between two
fingers and began to jerk her clit, surprised at how much it felt like
a cock.

Her hips rose to meet his probing fingers, waves of ecstasy flowing
over her as he sucked each of her nipples in turn, his tongue tracing
crazy patterns over them.

Lorne was growing impatient; he had to taste her!  With some
reluctance, he abandoned her more than ample breasts.  Spreading her
legs, he opened his beautiful flower, exposing her wetness.  He could
easily see her young cunt lips were spread slightly and her clit, so
large and full, easily stuck out a good inch or two from her juicy
lips.

Eti could feel her father's breath on her pussy as drew closer.  Her
eyes closed and she tried to relax as much as she could.  His tongue
touched her clit and it was if something electrical had landed there.

With a near savage grunt, Lorne dove into his daughter's cunt, licking
and sucking her young pussy like a starving man.  He barely noticed
that Eti had spread her legs wider, giving him more access to her
blossoming womanhood.  He sucked her clit, thinking this is what it
must feel like to suck a cock, as his tongue raced around the head of
her clit, feeling it grow harder between his lips.

Lorne ran his tongue into her virgin cunt, sliding between the gaping
flesh.  He probed deep into her, tasting the clean fresh taste of her
sex.

Eti thrashed uncontrollably on the bed as her father ate her.  Her
hand reached out and found his cock, now hard again, and moved herself
so that she could suck him.  Feeling her mouth on him again filled
Lorne with more energy and he doubled his efforts, sucking her clit
furiously as she fucked his face.

The new lovers ate each other like this for some time, each savoring
the new but wrong feelings of what they were doing.

Etienne experienced an orgasm so intense that she felt as if she
couldn't breathe.  She released his straining cock from her mouth as
she thrust her hips against his face, riding out her orgasm.

Lorne was surprised as Eti came, a hot rush of liquid so strong and so
unexpected it got up his nose, stopping his breathing and stinging his
nostrils.  Despite this, he continued to suck her clit, feeling it
quivering in his mouth.

He moved quickly to position himself between her open legs.  What he
wanted to do was to rush in strongly; however, Etienne was still a
virgin, so he had to be careful not to rip her open.

Sensing his hesitation, Eti looked up at him, her eyes wild with lust.
"DO IT!" she screamed.  "DO IT NOW!"

The harshness of her words shook him and, without a further thought,
plunged into his daughter's unproven flesh.  He felt his cock spread
her wide and deep, until he pressed against her maidenhead.  Without
hesitation, he thrust forward savagely, passing through her cherry
easily until he was deep inside her.

Eti grunted with the force of his entry, the sharp pain blazing
through her as she lost her cherry.  The pain was intense, but
subsided as quickly as it had appeared.  She felt her father's hand
cradle her ass, lifting her slightly as the last couple of inches of
hard maleness slid into her.  She felt stuffed, never imagining that
it could feel this good.

Lorne fucked slowly at first, giving his Peaches time to adjust.  He
looked into her eyes and, as they met, he knew that this was what he'd
always wanted.

"You okay?" he asked.

Eti smiled back at him and nodded, her deepest desire becoming a
reality.

He returned her nod and began to fuck her with gusto.  All he wanted
to do was to please her as he drove his hardness into her.  Lorne
looked down and could see his thickness as it withdrew, covered with
her juices and, to his shock, a little blood.  His stroke faltered,
guilt plainly written across his face.

"Don't worry, Dad," she said, reading his expression.  "I'm fine.
Just fuck me, please!"

Shaking his head, he resumed his movement inside her, his own passion
now growing with leaps and bounds.  Gone were any feelings of guilt;
all he knew was Eti felt good under him.

Eti wrapped her legs around her father as best she could, holding on
to him tightly as he fucked her, her breasts shaking everywhere with
the force of his thrusts inside her.  He filled her totally and
completely, to the point where it was both painful and pleasurable.

Their grunts and groans of pleasure filled the room, their sweat
mingling with the other juices as Lorne rode his little girl hard.
His lips found hers and they shared a deep kiss, tongue flitting here
and there.  The sounds of breathing were heavy in each other's ears as
they continued to kiss.

Eti whispered in her father's ear, "Fuck me, Daddy.  Fuck your little
girl!"

Lorne really didn't need encouragement, but he aimed to please her.
Taking a deep breath, he cut loose on her, his hips moving swiftly,
their bodies impacting at their junction of love.

His strokes quickened and Eti could feel his cock swell inside her,
stretching her beyond her limits while feeling the first spurt of his
sperm splash her insides.  It was so hot it triggered her own release.

A growl started in Lorne's throat as he pumped his seed into her, his
hips losing their once steady rhythm.  Eti could feel his excess
escape her stretched cunt, dribbling down the crack of her ass.

"Yes, dammit, yes!" she shouted as she felt the last spurt come from
his cock.

Lorne was growing soft inside her.  Spent and sated, he leaned forward
to kiss her hungrily.  "I love you, Peaches," he said, feeling very
warm and rather fuzzy.

"I love you, too, Daddy." She answered sleepily.  "Thank you."

Exhausted and pleased, the new lovers slept.


Part I, Chapter Four

Lorne was dreaming.  He was holding his dear Ellie in his arms,
feeling warm and content knowing she was there with him.  He smiled as
he felt Ellie snuggle up to him, feeling her warm breath against his
shoulder.  Lorne turned his head and opened his eyes - and looked into
Etienne's sleeping face!

Coming fully awake, Lorne slowly disengaged himself from the sleeping
form next to him and got out of the bed.  It took him a few moments to
remember why Eti was here and, when he did finally remember, a wave of
anguish flowed over him.

"You did it, you really did it, didn't you," a little voice in his
head asked.

He trembled at the thought of what had happened here last night.  He
took a few steps backwards, as if trying to remove himself from the
scene of the crime.  His thoughts were now chaotic, the implications
clear in his mind as he realized he'd done the unthinkable, committed
the ultimate sin.

As he backed up, he bumped into the chair next to his dressing table,
knocking it over.  It thumped to the floor, the sound partially
muffled by the thick carpeting.  It was enough to awaken Etienne.

Eti sat up slowly and stretched, her movements almost catlike in
nature.  She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked around the
room.  When she spotted Lorne, a smile spread across her face.
However, Eti's smile quickly disappeared when she saw the frightened
look on his face, feeling his fear as clearly as if it were her own.

Failing to stand the chair upright, Lorne sat on the floor, feeling
sick of mind and body.  He saw Eti looking at him, concern etched on
her face.  Swallowing hard, he finally spoke.

"Morning, Peaches," he began.  "Sorry about the noise."

"Forget that," Eti answered.  "What's wrong with you?"

"Me?  Nothing.  What makes you think there's something wrong?" he
lied.

Eti, to her credit, saw right through his deception.

"You look like you saw the proverbial ghost," she observed.  "Don't
tell me you're feeling bad about last night.  Please don't tell me
that."

The guilty look on his face told her this was exactly what he was
feeling.  Climbing out of the bed, she went to him.

Lorne had to notice how her breasts bounced with each step she took,
her lithe muscles rippling slightly.  She sat next to him and he moved
away from her without thinking about it, his fear increasing.  Eti
reached for him, causing him to flinch.  Frowning, she grabbed his arm
and, somehow, managed to pull him to her.

Lorne refused to meet her eyes, his shame blanketing him like a
shroud.  Etienne took his face in both hands and forced his head
around.

"Look at me!" she demanded, gripping his face tighter when he tried to
turn away.  "Look at me, damn you!"

Slowly, he turned his head at the force of her words.  He could see
the anger flashing in her eyes, but made himself look at his flesh and
blood.

"You think you defiled me, don't you?"

He nodded.

"Well, you didn't.  You did what we both wanted."

Part of Lorne's mind had to admit that he had wanted her.

Eti continued.  "I've always wondered what it was like to be with you,
always wondered why Mother was always so happy with you.  Now, I
finally know."

The mention of her mother ran through him like an electric shock.  It
never occurred to him Eti may have overheard their lovemaking
sessions.  He sat up straighter, his resolve returning.  "So, you were
listening in on us, were you?"

Seeing he had come back from whatever Hell he had sent himself, Eti
smiled.  "Well, it wasn't like you two were the most quiet of people,"
she retorted playfully.

Lorne smiled despite himself, remembering Ellie's passionate moans.
"Yeah, keeping quiet wasn't one of our main concerns.  Peaches . . .
," he began.

Eti cut him off.  "There's no need to apologize.  I wanted it just as
much as you did.  Now, come here."  Eti reached down and found his
manhood and began to bring it to full arousal.  Lorne relaxed as his
daughter stroked him.  Turning his head slightly, he sucked at the
closest nipple to him, feeling
it grow instantly erect between his lips.

At his touch, a moan slipped from her and she increased her hand
movements, alternating her grip, giving Lorne new sensations.  Freeing
her nipple from his hungry mouth, she went to work on his stiff
member, engulfing the now enormous head.

He sighed, and lay back to enjoy the attention Eti was paying to him.
With her newfound skills, she sucked him with confidence, relishing
the feel and taste of him.  Feeling a little left out, he slid down
and positioned her over his mouth and lowered her to his lips, feeling
her swelling clit enter his
mouth.  Eti moaned around his shaft, the vibrations sending a curious
feeling through him.

Their bodies slick with the sweat of their efforts, father and
daughter enjoyed each other, both lost in the indescribable pleasure.
Their love was taboo, but neither really caring, for this moment was
theirs, for now and forever.


Part I, Chapter Five

Lorne was ecstatic, his pleasure beyond words.  He could feel Eti's
pending orgasm as she moved against his eager tongue and lips,
grinding her large clit against his chin while his masterful tongue
plunged in and out of her, lapping up her musky juices.

As her father ate her, Eti tried to swallow more of his burgeoning
tool, but found that, for now, she couldn't quite manage it.  So,
working as best she could, she increased her efforts, licking up and
down the shaft of the large, veined monster in her hands.  Her tongue
moved back to the mushroom-shaped head, lapping up the large dewdrop
that had appeared there.  It was like nectar to her. 

All she ever really wanted.

Sitting up, Etienne screwed her overheated flesh into her father's
mouth, using his massive erection to balance herself.  She could feel
her clit, hard and throbbing, sliding quickly between his lips,
teasing his tongue with fleeting touches.

This was quickly becoming too much for her; Lorne could feel her
miniature cock stiffen then jerk spasmodically as she came, her hot
fluids literally flowing from her, drowning him. Above him, Eti
shrieked as the waves of pleasure swept over her repeatedly, each jolt
causing her to shake violently.

Suddenly weak from the intensity of cumming, Eti rolled off Lorne's
soaked face, shivering as if cold.  Before she could recover, her
father rolled her over onto her stomach and, raising her ass, entered
her in one swift, deft movement.  Eti nearly passed out from being
filled with so much so fast.

Lorne wasn't really concerned; all he could concentrate on was the
joyous feeling of Eti's pussy stretched around his thickness.  "So
hot, so wet," his lust-crazed brain said to him.  He fucked his
darling Peaches with long, fast strokes, pulling all the way out until
only the thick head remained inside her.  He grunted with pleasure as
he plunged deeply into her, the force of his reentry shoving her
forward on the floor.

Etienne was drunk with pleasure, feeling her father moving inside her.
The pain wasn't as bad as last night and, it seemed she was actually
getting used to his gigantic love muscle.  She could hear her father
groan as he fucked her, delighted he was enjoying her so much.

Lorne reached around and under Eti until he could finger her clit,
rubbing it in time with his strokes.  Eti responded by shoving her ass
back against him harder, the duality of sensations bringing her
closer.  Lorne quickened his pace, his own need for release growing
more intense.

Releasing her clit, Lorne grabbed her ass with both hands, spreading
her further.  He looked down and watched as he buried himself deeply
into her, her lips spread wide.  With one movement of his hips, he
watched as the last inch or two disappeared inside her and he felt his
cockhead bump into the opening of her womb.

Eti gasped as he hit the bottom of her.  She could have never imagined
feeling so full; it was if he had somehow bypassed the confining walls
of her cunt and had entered her stomach.

Being this deep triggered her released and she cried out before she
even realized it, her young cunt clutching his invading tool tightly.
Lorne, upon feeling himself squeezed so tightly, felt his cock swell
inside her, and held on for dear life as he emptied himself into her
in great heaves.  He shook uncontrollably as he continued to come, his
eyes rolling back into his head.  His mouth, although open, issued a
silent scream of pleasure as she bucked under him.

Spent, he fell on top of her as she collapsed under both his weight
and the intensity of her own release.  Mindful of the difference in
their weights, Lorne somehow managed to prop himself up on his elbows,
while the last precious drops of his seed emptied into her.

Unable to maintain his position, Lorne skillfully rolled off Etienne
and lay beside her panting and smiling.  "What a way to start my day,"
she finally said.

Lorne could only smile and nod in agreement, wistfully hoping the day
could continue like this but knowing that he'd better be getting on
his way to the lab and Eti off to school.

Sitting up, he playfully slapped her bottom, noticing the way it
jiggled for a few seconds.  "Okay," he said.  "It's off to the lab for
me and school for you, so let's hit it."

Eti groaned in fake displeasure, but moved to comply with his wishes.
"Oh, okay," she complained.  "I'm going.  Will you drop me off at
school?"

As he moved off to shower, Lorne said, "Of course I will, Peaches.
I'll be ready in a few minutes, so you'd better hurry."

After showering and dressing, Lorne dropped Eti off at school.  Giving
her a peck on the cheek, he drove off, heading for his office,
whistling happily.


Part I, Chapter Six

Lorne was in great spirits when he arrived at Carlton Pharmaceuticals.
He strolled past the receptionist and noticed, for the first time, how
lovely she was.  The woman was surprised when Lorne spoke to her, her
eyes momentarily going wide.

"Good morning, Dr. Williams," she said after recovering.  "Dr. Levin
wants to see you in Lab One when possible."  She handed him the
written note left by Geoff.

"Okay, fine." He said after confirming the verbal message.  "Call Dr.
Levin and tell him I'll be there just as soon as I hang up my coat."

She nodded and he headed off in the direction of his office, silently
wondering what Geoff could possibly want.  Entering his office, he
tossed his jacket on a visitor's chair and crossed to the window which
overlooked Lab One.  From there, he could see Levin frantically waving
his hands in the air and pointing at the genetic splicer.  Frowning,
Lorne realized he'd better get down there before Geoff had a stroke,
while wondering what could have possibly gone wrong.

Lorne had to pass through a pretty sophisticated bio-filtering system
that scanned him for any contaminants on his person and removed them.
Although the scanning beam was harmless to the person being scanned,
Lorne had discovered that the beam caused a tickling sensation on his
skin.

The scan completed and a green light went on, signaling that he could
now enter the sterile Lab One environment.  The inner lab door opened
and Lorne went into the lab proper.  Finding Geoff Levin wasn't hard -
all he had to do was listen.

"... oh sure, the subprocessing routine worked fine, but the phased
links failed to pass along the genetic code of the sample for
slicing!"

Coming up along a side of him, Lorne smiled in an attempt to disarm
the angry doctor.  "Geoff, what is the problem?" he began.

"Problem?  My problem?" Levin sputtered.  "My problem is your pet gene
splicer isn't getting the information properly from the digital
subprocessors, that's what my problem is!"

Lorne looked at Gene Edwards, the team member who designed the digital
interface between the subprocessors and the splicer.

"Gene?" he asked.

"Well," the bearded cyberneticist started, "the subprocessor was
working at analyzing the genetic structure of the sample in the
splicer and before the analysis was completed, the splicer just
started doing its thing."

Lorne nodded and asked, "Your analysis of the problem?"

"A simple matter of one module being out of alignment," came the
answer.  "Once the safety monitors detected the error, the process
stopped and the self-diagnostics reported the misalignment, just as
designed."

Lorne thought Gene sounded a bit huffy, but he really didn't blame
him.  Levin was a topnotch administrator but he really didn't know how
things worked as well as he should have.  "Was the module replaced?"
Lorne asked.

"Yes and once we replaced it, the system recycled itself.  The process
completed itself, again as programmed.  Total downtime was five
minutes."  Gene looked in Levin's direction as he spoke, the pride
clearing showing in his voice.

After a moment, Lorne nodded and spoke.

"I see.  Thanks, Gene."

Before Levin could say a word, Lorne grabbed him by the arm and
steered him toward the room's exit.  "A word with you, Geoff?" he
said, dragging the sputtering man behind him.

Once back in his office, Lorne spoke.

"Now.  Just what in the hell are you trying to do to my people?  Gene
Edwards is one of the top cyberneticists in the country.  I don't know
what you said to him, but we need him here with us, not running off to
Petrie Chemicals."

As he sat behind his desk, Lorne fumed.  Levin was a good man, but
prone to panic.  Like himself, Geoff Levin was a widower trying to
raise a daughter of his own.

"You know that the board was in here yesterday to see the results of
the project.  While showing the splicer, the damned thing went
berserk!  I had to do some fast talking to convince the board that
everything was under control!"

Levin waited for Lorne to respond, watching the man for reactions.
Levin knew the board of directors hadn't really noticed the processor
failure, but he figured acting like a lunatic kept the staff on its
toes.

Lorne turned and started his computer, noticing the correct startup
sequence.  After entering his password, he got to his mailbox, looking
for some word from the board members on yesterday's demo.

Geoff gave Lorne an impatient look.  "Well?  What are you doing?" he
said, pointing at the monitor.

Lorne simply held up a finger as he scanned the notice concerning the
demo.  He saw the board had overwhelmingly supported the program and
was pushing toward Phase II completion.  Turning back to Levin, he
smiled broadly.

"Geoff," he began.  "You are full of shit.  The board approved Phase
II; why were you jumping on my people?"

Levin produced his own smile, saying "Just doing my job.  Listen, I'm
having a party tonight and you're invited.  Oh, bring Eti with you;
she can keep my Kymber company while us old folks pat each other on
the back."

As both stood and shook hands, Levin added, "Oh.  The party starts at
eight.  Be there or be square."  With a wave, Geoff left.

Lorne sat back in his chair, feeling totally pleased with himself.  He
and his team had worked for six long years and it finally paid off.
Reaching for his phone, he called home to leave Eti a message on the
answering machine, telling her about the invitation and asking her to
call.  That done, Lorne Williams, MD, Ph.D., settled in for a good
day's work.


Part I, Chapter Seven

Eti saw the message light flashing when she came into the house.
Crossing to the phone, she rewound the machine and listened to her
father's message.  She frowned at word of the party invitation because
she had a different kind of party in mind.  Yet any chance to see
Kymber Levin again would be worth the aggravation.

The message ended and Eti went to prepare for the party.  While
looking in her closet for something appropriate to wear, her mind
reviewed her relationship with Geoff Levin's daughter.

Both went to the same school and Kymber was older by only a few
months.  Of course, their fathers were both widowers and they worked
for the same company.  Importantly, though, they shared the same
secret desires.  Except, of course, Eti had realized most of hers.

She had a few hours to go before having to get ready, so she settled
into her homework, completing her tasks with her usual precision.  She
sat at her desk and, after a moment of thought, reached for her phone
and called Kymber.  Kymber Levin answered on the second ring.

"Hello, Levin residence."

Eti smiled, thinking of how snotty Kymber sounded whenever she
answered the phone.  She knew, however, that Kymber was anything but
snotty.

"Hi, Kymmie, it's Eti!"

"Eti!" Kymber exclaimed.  "You coming tonight?"

"That's why I called," Eti answered.  She could envision Kymber's
smile matching her own.  "Kymmie, we have to talk," Eti said, all
business now.

"Hmm.  This sounds quite serious," Kymber replied.

"It is, believe me."

Kymber looked at the phone, a frown creasing her usually smooth
forehead.  She and Etienne were the very best of friends so Kymber
knew if Eti said it was serious, it really was.  "Okay," she finally
said.  "When you get here, we'll go to my room and talk."

"That's fine," Eti responded.  "I'll see you then."

Etienne hung up after saying goodbye and stretched out on her bed,
thinking about the last conversation they had.  Well, maybe it really
wasn't talking, but they said some things, either way.

Closing her eyes, she could still feel Kymber's tongue on her clit and
how thrilling and scary the experience was.

They were studying together and had been at it for hours.  Kymber had
decided they'd been working too hard and deserved a break.  After a
raid on the Levin refrigerator for munchies and cold drinks, they
returned to the room and fell into the usual talk into which young
women get.

Eti remembered prattling about something when she happened to notice
Kymber looking at her.  She felt a chill rush through her because she
noticed that Kymber's gaze was a bit more intense than just a casual
look.

She had asked Kymber if there was anything wrong, but she never
answered.  Instead, Kymber crossed the short distance between them,
never taking her eyes off Eti, until they were practically nose to
nose.  Eti swallowed nervously and tried to speak - but discovered her
mouth as dry as she could ever remember.

Kymber continued her silence, gazing into Eti's eyes.  Eti found that
she couldn't look away.  For what seemed to last an eternity, Eti's
hazel eyes and Kymber's green eyes were locked together.

Without warning, Kymber leaned forward until their lips met.  Eti's
mouth opened slightly in surprise, allowing Kymber's tongue to slip
in.  Kymber held Etienne's head in place as she kissed her deeply.
Eti found herself returning the kiss, something which really shocked
her.  Without thinking, her arms gathered Kymber closer, feeling a hot
rush flowing through her.

Eti felt herself being gently pushed backward, until she was lying
down, their soulful kiss uninterrupted.  Kymber was kissing her face
and ears and, with her weight pressing down on her, Eti was helpless.
She could feel Kymber's hand massaging her breast and, strangely, it
felt good.  Scary, but good.

Again their eyes locked, allowing Eti to read . . .  something.  She
wasn't quite sure what she saw in her friend's emerald eyes.  While
Etienne was occupied with studying Kymber's eyes, the other young
woman had succeeded in removing Eti blouse and bra, plus her own!

Kymber had lowered her mouth to Eti's nipple, sucking gently.  All Eti
could do was to hold on, not really understanding what was happening
to her, but knowing what was going to happen.  She also thought she
should stop her friend, while also knowing she would let things play
out.

Eti heard the zipper of her jeans being released and felt the coolness
of the room's air on her now-naked skin.  Kymber continued her assault
on Eti's body.  She felt light kisses on her stomach, the girl's
tongue tracing lazy patterns here and there, sending shivers the
entire length of Eti's body. 

Somehow, Kymber managed to wriggle out of her own jeans without
stopping her steady advance.  Eti, looking through partially closed
eyes, could see one silken globe of the other girl's firm ass as she
turned herself.  Eti felt her legs being parted and lifted slightly,
the cool air between her hot legs
somehow increasing her excitement.  She felt Kymber's breath on her
sex, warm and moist thinking this couldn't be happening.

And knew it was happening as she felt the first flick of Kymber's
tongue on her clit.  A moan escaped Eti's lips as the fluttering
tongue explored her secrets.  She could hear Kymber's moans of delight
as she tasted her victim, muttering something about it being so big
and so hard.

Kymber began to suck Eti's engorged clit, her tongue moving crazily
over the sensitive head, driving Eti insane with pleasures before
which she'd never known.  Eti could feel something happening within
her, a building of feelings that were now screaming for release.  To
her horror/pleasure, Eti could feel her hips moving in rhythm to
Kymber's licking and sucking.

To make things even more bizarre, Kymber was straddling her face,
exposing her curly, musky dampness.  Eti felt a sense of panic as
Kymber lowered herself onto Eti's mouth.  Instinctively, Eti opened
her mouth, allowing Kymber's clit to slide between her parted lips.
Eti sampled the taste of her friend.  Sharp and tangy, but not in the
least unpleasant.  Curiously, she noticed how hot it was between
Kymber's legs.

The two young women lay in the 69 position, hips pumping, moans
filling the room.  Not being able to withstand the mounting pressure,
Eti came first.  The impact sent the young woman trembling out of
control.  Eti reached down and held Kymber's face tightly to her
pussy, practically fucking the other girl's face.

It quickly became too much for Kymber as she came, bringing a muffled
scream from her.  Kymber instantly drenched Eti's face in a hot fluid
that flowed in unbelievably long spurts.  She didn't have time to
wonder what it was, as the hot, sweet tasting juice filled her mouth
to overflowing.  She felt Kymber slip her thumb inside Eti's own juicy
snatch - stopping at her maidenhead - which started her coming again,
her own hot juices shooting into Kymber's willing mouth.

Eti lay on her bed, still remembering how delicious it felt.  She
recalled the look on Kymber's face when they finally separated.
Kymber's face was slick with Eti's juices and the young woman was
flushed with pleasure.  For a long minute, neither woman spoke.
Finally, Kymber broke the silence, apologizing repeatedly.

Kymber had explained that she had always wanted to make love to Eti
and apologized again.  It surprised Eti to see tears in Kymber's eyes
and, if she felt any anger toward her friend, sympathy quickly
replaced it.

It took a while for Eti to convince her friend that everything was
okay, but she managed to let her know that it was all right.  Eti had
to admit she had enjoyed herself, more than she would have expected.
She told Kymber this, making the young woman stop crying and relax.


Part I, Chapter Eight

The sound of the front door closing startled Etienne from her memories
and hearing her father's footsteps.  She glanced at the clock,
realizing angrily she'd foolishly wasted precious preparation time
with her lewd memories.  She hurriedly shed her clothing and raced for
the shower, calling out to her father she'd be ready in twenty
minutes.

Lorne raised an eyebrow as he heard the shower start, wondering what
Eti could have possibly been doing that she was just getting showered.
"Honey," he called.  "You'd better make it fast; we roll out of here
in a half an hour!"

Eti hurried out of the shower, toweling off as quickly as possible.
She went to her closet and pulled out the first dress she saw, a
low-cut, celery green item that left much to the imagination.  She
knew her father would probably give her some static about the dress,
but she'd worry about it later.

Ten minutes later, she stood in the foyer, waiting for her father.  As
Lorne came down the steps, Eti noticed how handsome he was in a dark
blue suit.  Lorne noticed the dress Eti was wearing, thinking it
revealed too much of her body.  However, they were running late and
knew there was no time to change.

They filled the drive to the Levin's home with small talk about how
each other's day went.  As he drove, Lorne had to notice how Eti's
hemline allowed a good view of her shapely thighs.  Smiling to
himself, Lorne was thinking about the lovely treasure rested between
those thighs.  Well, at least he thought he was smiling to himself
because he noticed his daughter looking at him with a questioning
look.

"What's so funny?" she asked.

"Huh?  Oh, nothing, nothing at all.  I was just thinking about
something pleasant."

Having said that, he fell silent, leaving Eti wondering what could be
so pleasant to have him smiling in such a manner.  She could remember
times when he wouldn't smile and, when he did, it never reached his
eyes.  This smile, however, was genuine and although she didn't know
why, she was glad he could find something to smile about.

They finally arrived at Geoff's home.  Upon finding a place to park,
Lorne escorted Eti inside.  The first thing Eti noticed was there were
adults everywhere, remembering her father never did mention what kind
of party to which they were going.  A frown crossed her features and
it didn't escape
Lorne's scrutiny.

"I know you didn't expect this kind of party," he began.  "Still, I
figured it would give you and Kymber a chance to do some catching up.
It's been a long time since you last saw each other."

Upon hearing her friend's name, she brightened.  "I'll try to find
her.  You really don't mind, do you?" she asked.

Lorne shooed her away with a wave.  "Go on, find Kymber and have a
good time.  When I'm ready to leave, I'll let you know."  With a
bright smile, Eti set off in search of Kymber.

Kymber Levin was in her room, pouting.  She hated it when her father
held these ass-kissing parties because none of the other stuffed
shirts thought to bring their kids with them.  She shook her head in
frustration, her long, dark red mane flowing like blood before
settling back into place.

Kymber jumped up and paced around the room knowing that before long,
her father would be pounding on the door to drag her out to meet his
coworkers and other people with whom she'd rather have nothing to do.
Kymber stopped in front of her dressing table and her frustration
grew, realizing she hadn't even finished dressing for this joke.
Before she could cross to her closet, she heard a knock on the door.

"Probably some schmuck who can't find the fucking bathroom," she
fumed.  Crossing the room swiftly, she yanked the door open, not
caring she only wore her bra and panties.  "This should give them
something to talk about!"

The door opened to reveal Eti Williams and Kymber's foul mood
immediately vanished.  "Eti!" she cried.  "You made it!  Come in!"

Eti was a bit confused at her friend's exuberant welcome, but stepped
inside so Kymber could close the door.  Without breaking her stride,
Kymber grabbed her by the hand and pulled her over to the bed, where
she sat.  After a moment, Eti sat beside her.

"So," Kymber began.  "What was so important?"

Etienne hesitated for a moment, not sure if she could trust the
red-haired, green-eyed woman sitting next to her.  She looked up into
Kymber's eyes and saw concern in them instead of curiosity.  Taking a
deep breath, she told her what took place between her and Lorne, not
leaving out any detail.

Kymber sat and listened as patiently as she could.  Eti could see
Kymber was dying to flood her with questions and appreciated Kymber's
attention while she told it like it was.

Finally, her tale told, she sat back and waited for Kymber's response.
Kymber surprised Eti with her response; instead of the verbal outburst
she expected, she saw a tear flowing down her cheek.

Kymber said, after wiping her face, "Oh, my.  I am so happy for you!"

Not exactly what Eti expected but she felt buoyed by her friend's
acceptance of her situation.

Kymber took Eti's hands and held them, squeezing gently.  Kymber was
alive with energy - as they held hands, Kymber was bouncing on the bed
until the whole thing was shaking.

"Kymber!" Eti exclaimed, looking at the bed.

Kymber flushed bright red with embarrassment and settled her bouncing
down to a manageable quiver.

"I don't know what else to say," Kymber said, her eyes sparkling.

"Just tell me you understand," Eti responded.  Kymber could only nod
and, before the silence could grow any further, Kymber spoke.  "Well!
What shall we do?  It looks like the grownups will be at it for a
while."

Etienne knew what she wanted to do, but wasn't sure how to go about
it.  Suddenly, it came to her:  Why not give Kymber a taste of her own
medicine?  Since they were still holding hands, Eti used it to her
advantage.  With a gentle but sudden motion, she drew Kymber into her
embrace and kissed her, surprising the supple redhead.

Before Kymber could respond, Eti reached around and unfastened the
other girl's bra, freeing her ample breasts.  The bra went sailing
across the room as Eti's hand began to massage her friend's breasts,
paying particular attention to her nipples, now growing hard.

Kymber gasped at Eti's touch, sending a shiver through her.  Before
she could offer any resistance - not that she was going to resist to
begin with, Kymber felt Eti's mouth close on one erect nipple, her
tongue circling the hot flesh there.

The two women stopped long enough for Eti to undress and, as she did,
Kymber watched in appreciation.  When she finished undressing, Eti
pushed her friend onto her back muttering, "What's good for the 
goose. . . ."

Kymber relaxed, offering herself to her sexy friend.  "Take me," she
whispered.  Eti complied.  Lying next to Kymber, she again lowered her
mouth to a nipple, sucking eagerly, while allowing her free hand to
find it's way between the young woman's thighs.  Kymber's legs parted
wide, allowing easy access to her treasures.  Eti's fingers found
Kymber's clit and she began to stroke it.  She dipped a finger into
the young woman to moisten her fingertip and continued her assault.

Kymber's back arched at the contact and another moan escaped her lips.
She thought, "She's not holding back . . . "

Unable to stay patient, Eti abandoned Kymber's breasts and she buried
her head between the hot woman's legs, lapping at her cunt hungrily.

Kymber went wild, unable to contain herself.  She raised her legs
higher and held Eti's head to her hot lushness, feeling Eti's tongue
and lips work at her.  "For someone who only did this once," she
thought, "she's driving me crazy!"

Eti ate her friend, allowing all the scents and other sensations to
carry her away.  Lovingly, she licked her, feeling Kymber's passion
increase with every touch.  She felt Kymber tremble, which only
encouraged Eti into a higher level of activity.  She inserted two
fingers into the girl's sopping wet cunt and another finger found its
way into the girl's tight back hole, going in up to the second
knuckle.

The combined sensations were too much for Kymber and she exploded, a
near silent cry escaping her parted lips.  She panted heavily as wave
after wave washed over her.  Eti, for her part, was very busy trying
to keep up with the hot, gushing liquid pouring into her face and
mouth.  The two horny women positioned themselves so that each could
enjoy the other.  Eti came almost immediately as Kymber sucked her
large clit hard, flicking her tongue over it rapidly. They continued
to love each other, oblivious to everything, caring about nothing.


Part I, Chapter Nine

Most of the party guests had gone, leaving Lorne and Geoff pretty much
alone.

"Hey, Lorne, thanks for coming.  You were just as big a part of this
as I was."

Lorne waved off the accolades and said, "Hey, I'm just glad I could be
a part of all of this."

The two men fell silent and, comically, did an identical thing: They
were looking for their respective daughters.  Practically speaking
simultaneously, both asked, "Have you seen . . ."  Realizing their
gaff, they grinned foolishly for a moment.

Geoff said, "They're probably still in Kymber's room, running off at
the mouth.  You know how women are.  Come on, I'll show you where they
are."

They set off toward Kymber's room, going over some highlights of the
party.  Reaching the room, Geoff was about to knock on the door - and
hesitated.

Lorne, became immediately concerned, asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I think.  I don't hear them in there; maybe they're out by
the pool."

Quietly, Geoff turned the door knob.  The door was unlocked and opened
silently.  Both fathers craned their heads so they could discreetly
look into the room, shocked at what they saw.

Lorne saw his little Eti with her head buried between Kymber's long
legs.  His mouth opened at the sight and he could hear Kymber's
astonished father breathe, "What the hell . . . ?"  Both men stepped
into the room, and closed the door; neither young woman appearing to
hear the slight sound the catch made.

Lorne spared a glance at Geoff, expecting to see anger and/or disgust
on his face.  Instead, the spectacle before him transfixed Geoff.
Lorne couldn't help noticing he wasn't the only one paying attention.
Geoff had a very noticeable bulge in his pants; not that he could
blame him because what he was seeing turned him on as well.

Lorne decided.  Without looking at the other man, he began to undress,
removing his clothes as quietly as he could.  As much as he respected
Geoff and Kymber, his lust was overpowering.  Totally naked, he
started toward the bed, stopping only to look back at Geoff with a
questioning look.  Geoff took one look at the young women on the bed,
looked at the naked Lorne Williams, and hurriedly stripped, almost
falling over in his haste.

Now naked the men approached the bed; when they were within reach of
either woman, Lorne broke the silence.  "May we join you?"

The results were electric!  Both women sat up, their eyes wild with
lust.

"D-d-dad!" they stuttered in unison.

Without an answer, Lorne replaced Kymber between Eti's legs and began
to eat the young vixen with gusto.  Lorne replaced whatever shame he
may have felt with lust and desire.  Geoff Levin was frozen in place,
his alcohol induced haze not allowing his brain to believe what his
eyes were seeing.  Here before him lay his daughter, her nude body
glistening with a coat of perspiration.  Their eyes met and the elder
Levin refused to believe what he saw in Kymber's eyes.

Lust.  Pure, unbridled lust.  He was aware of his own passion growing
stronger within him as he watched his co-worker indulge in the
pleasures the young Etienne had to offer.  The sights and sounds
astonished him.  He would have never thought something like this could
be happening, here in his own home!

Gathering his resolve, he stepped forward to stop the action - and was
stopped dead in his tracks as Kymber's hot mouth wrapped itself around
his swollen member.  Whatever he was going to do, it could wait.  It
had been a very long time. . .

Closing his eyes and bending his knees slightly, the elder Levin
groaned loudly as the young woman's tongue flicked across the tip of
his cock.  As she pleasured him, Geoff couldn't help thinking where
his daughter had learned such a thing, not to mention who had taught
her.  He'd have to talk to her
about this later, but for now, he didn't care.

Kymber took him deep into her mouth, sending a shiver through him that
buckled his knees.  "You'd better lie down, Dad," said Kymber with a
smile.

Geoff looked around the spacious bed for somewhere to stretch out.
However, Lorne and Eti were involved in an energetic sixty-nine, the
younger woman's head bobbing with a quick, but steady rhythm.  He
stretched out next to Eti and Lorne in a position which would allow
him to watch the young woman work on her father.

His own daughter had other ideas, swinging herself on top of him,
matching the position of the couple next to them.  Without hesitation,
Kymber lowered her moist thatch of red hair to his mouth.  Geoff
didn't need any further encouragement as he began to lick the tangy
juices he found there.

The four lovers continued this way, lost in the depths of their own
private passions.  Years of experience, however, began to take their
toll on the young women as the two fathers plied every skill they
possessed, causing the young women to lose their concentration.  Both
were caught up in their own intense orgasms brought on by the
masterful tongues invading their bodies.

Without warning, the women traded places.  Geoff suddenly found his
head surrounded by a pair of lovely dark thighs, facing an even darker
mound of hair, along with the biggest clit he'd ever seen.  As Eti
lowered her hot slit, it surprised Geoff to feel her clit slide
between his lips.  As he sucked on the delicious morsel, he couldn't
keep from feeling like he was sucking a man's cock.

With the change of partners, the action continued.  Lorne's tongue was
a flurry of activity, going from Kymber's soaking wet pussy to her
puckered ass.  He did this so quickly the hot redhead couldn't keep up
with the different sensations as she sucked at the huge black meat
deep in her throat.

Kymber had always heard stories about Black men being well-endowed -
and here was the living proof.  She had trouble closing her hand
around the hot, thick meat as she worked the large, bulbous head
between her lips.  Kymber could even feel the man's pulse coming from
the distended veins that ran the length of his member.

The room filled with the sounds of sucking and slurping, experience
took its toll on youthful enthusiasm again.  Eti sat straight up on
Geoff's face, grinding her hips furiously as she rode out yet another
intense orgasm.  Leaning forward, she embraced her soul sister and
their lips met as the two
women were subjected to wave after wave of pleasure.

Exhausted, they rolled off the men, trying to catch their breath.  Fat
chance.  Before they could utter a word of protest, each woman
suddenly found their legs in the air as the men slid between them,
Lorne with Kymber, Geoff with Eti.

Kymber gasped as Lorne slid into her, feeling the huge thickness of
the man spreading her wider than ever before.  She felt a momentary
pang of jealousy as she looked at her dearest friend, who was handling
Geoff's entry with relative ease.  Kymber had never felt so full
before - but then again, she'd
never had a fully grown man before.  The boys she had experimented
with were not even close in matching this man's skill and size.

With a grunt, Lorne filled the girl with his cock and, after giving
her a few seconds to adjust to his invasion, began to fuck her slowly
with deep, even strokes.  He smiled as he heard Eti cry out, thinking
his old buddy was really giving it to his daughter.  All things being
fair, he should at least return the favor, right?  He increased his
movement inside the dazzling red-haired beauty, causing her emerald
green eyes to widen in surprise.

Geoff was sure he was in heaven as he fucked the young Black woman
furiously, consumed in his fiery lust.  Eti's cunt clung to his cock
tightly, bringing him closer to his own orgasm.  Eti could feel the
man's cock tremble inside her and, with great concentration, clamped
her pussy around the invading cock meat.  Geoff rewarded Eti by
releasing his seed, the hot splashes coating her insides.  She looked
up at the coming man, his face coming close to matching the deep red
color of his hair as he emptied himself into her.

Lorne could hear the two lovers next to him and doubled his efforts
inside Kymber.  The inexperienced young woman was beyond doing
anything except holding on to him tightly as he assaulted her once
tight love hole.  Kymber was beginning to wonder just how long this
man could keep up this pace, when she felt him swelling inside her,
stretching her overfilled cunt even further.

"He's coming," she thought and braced herself.

With a loud grunt, Lorne thrust deeply inside Kymber, meeting the
entrance of her womb as his thick cock exploded inside her with
surprising force.  Jet after jet of the hot sticky fluid flowed into
her, so much she could feel it running down the crack of her ass.

He continued to come as Lorne continued to fuck her deeply, his cock
still rock hard in spite of just coming.  Kymber cried out, begging
him to stop, but Lorne was beyond stopping.  The events of the evening
had awakened something in him and Lorne was determined to see it
through to the very end.

Geoff watched with amazement as he watched the other man's huge cock
sliding in and out of his daughter.  Eti had come to Kymber's side,
whispering words of encouragement to her friend while massaging her
breasts.  The man's ass, rising and falling hypnotized Geoff, the
muscles taut as cables.  Without even thinking about it, he positioned
himself behind Lorne.  When his ass came up on a stroke, he grabbed
the man's hips and with a motion that surprised everyone, slid into
the Black man's ass, taking advantage of the slick juices covering his
own maleness.

With a grunt, Geoff buried himself quickly into Lorne, causing the
younger man to come again.  Kymber was spent and completely worn out
as Eti helped the poor young woman from under her father and sat back
to watch the scene unfold.

Geoff fucked Lorne like a maniac, ramming his cock rapidly into the
man's ass.  Reaching around his victim, he grabbed the younger man's
cock - and was shocked to find it was still very much erect.  He
stroked Lorne's meat as he fucked him and, after a few more strokes,
emptied his swollen balls into the man's ass.

Rolling off Lorne, Geoff prepared himself for what he knew must happen
next.  He didn't have to wait long, as he felt his ass being lifted by
two powerful hands.  After a moment of probing, Lorne entered the man,
looking forward to exacting a type of revenge on his boss and long
time friend.  Lorne rode him hard, his face contorted with the effort.
Geoff cried out in a rare mix of pain and pleasure as the large cock
buried itself deeper into his body, wondering if he had made a mistake
in being so bold.

The long evening and multiple ejaculations had taken its toll on
Lorne.  As much as he would have liked to continue fucking his boss'
ass, he couldn't hold back any longer.  Quickening his pace, he reamed
the man until he exploded deep inside him.  Feeling Lorne's release
inside him, Geoff also
came, his seed splashing against the other man's stomach.

Slowly, Lorne pulled out and rolled onto his back, totally exhausted.
The two women, recovering from the surprising event which had just
taken place, snuggled into the arms of their respective fathers.

Eti was sure this wouldn't be the last time the four of them would be
together like this.  With sleepy eyes, she looked at her friend, who
was already asleep in her father's arms and, with a smile, settled in
to dream of more fun to come.


ETIENNE:  DISCOVERY

Part II, Chapter One

"What are you thinking about?"

Lorne Williams turned away from the curtain of rain splattering
against the window.  "Oh, hi, Peaches.  I wasn't really thinking about
anything in particular."

Etienne joined him at the window as a brilliant flash of lightning lit
up the sky, followed by a bass rumble of thunder.  "Really?  I'm
surprised.  You've been standing there for the last ten minutes."

"Just appreciating the beauty and raw power of Nature, dear."

"Uh huh.  I suppose you expect me to believe this."

Lorne placed his arm around her shoulders.  With a smile he said, "It
would help."

"I'm sure it would.  Now, you gonna tell me what's on your mind?"

Lorne remained silent, unsure if he should risk mentioning the
thoughts which had plagued him over the last couple of months.

Eti took a long look at her father's face.  She was, of course, very
much aware there was something very important on his mind and had
finally decided to approach him.  Seeing he wasn't going to volunteer,
Eti changed her tack.

"I'm trying to remember something."  Lorne looked in her direction,
his eyebrows arched questioningly.

"I remember someone telling me a long time ago it helps to talk about
the things which bother you."

"What makes you think something's bothering me?"

"To begin with, you've barely said more than 'hi' to me over the last
two months.  You've been sitting around the house doing nothing.  To
top it off, you've this lost look about you, like you're not sure
which way up is."

Inwardly, Lorne winced - he had hoped Eti hadn't noticed.  Wanting to
end this conversation, he decided to take the offensive.  "Seems to me
you've got it all figured.  Tell you what - you tell me what's wrong
and I'll either agree or disagree.  Deal?"  Satisfied, he leaned
against the window sill.

Eti, however, was ready for this bit of evasive action.  "I think this
has something to do with the party at Kymber's house."

As if scripted, a gigantic bolt of lightning tore across the sky,
creating a stroboscopic effect as Lorne's smug look fell onto the
floor and shattered into a million pieces.

"I thought so."  Nodding to herself, Eti went into the kitchen.  After
a few seconds, Lorne followed. 

"Okay, okay.  I admit it's been on my mind."  Lorne sat at the table,
propping his head up on his forearms.

Etienne placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of him before taking
a seat.  After taking a sip of her herbal tea, she looked at her
troubled father.

"I thought we had gotten past the moral difficulties after the first
time."

"Me, too - it was the party which had me rethinking things."

"Which part in particular?  Me and Kymmie?  Or was it me and Geoff?"

"The whole night served to put things in a different light for me."

Etienne nodded and said, "It did for me as well.  How does the party
relate to us?"

"Us?  I don't understand."

"We've made love three times, Dad.  The last time was at the party."

The elder Williams answered with silence.  Secretly, he had hoped this
topic wouldn't surface.

Eti, however, wasn't going to be put off so easily.  "Well?"

"Well, what?  What do you want me to say?"

"You could begin by telling me why."

"It's a lot easier said than done, Peaches."

"Try.  I think you owe me on this.  You make me feel like you don't
love me."

"Come with me."  Lorne got up from the table and went to the living
room.  Sitting on the love seat, he patted the empty space next to
him.

"Okay," he said as Etienne settled down next to him.  "You wanted to
know why, so here it is.  It's not as if I don't love you; I love you
more than ever before.  Not a night goes by where I'm not thinking
about having you next to me."

Eti opened her mouth to speak, only to be stopped by an upraised hand.
"Please let me finish.  I'll answer your questions later."

"Despite my feelings and, yes, my desire for you, I had to think about
your future.  You deserve a chance to meet someone your own age,
someone who shares your interests.  So, I decided to fade into the
background, figuring you'd lose interest and strike out on your own."

"I see.  Did it ever occur to you that I wouldn't want anyone else?"

"Honestly?  No, it didn't."

"How could you decide like this without asking me?"

"Etienne, I'm your father.  It's my job to decide your life."

"Maybe, but it is my life, Dad!  Don't I have a say in it?"

"Yes, you do.  I just thought . . ."

Eti moved closer.  "Well, you thought wrong.  What I want is you -
it's all I ever wanted since our very first time."

"What about that boy - what's his name?"

Etienne looked puzzled for a moment.  "Who?  Darryl?"

"Yeah, that's his name.  I thought you two had something going on."

"Darryl's a good friend, Dad.  Don't get me wrong - he'd take me to
bed in a flat, skinny second if I were to give him a chance.  However,
I had to ask myself something."

"What?"

"If he'd be what I want in a lover.  Experience does count in this,
you know."

Lorne nodded, remembering his youthful difficulties with various young
women.  "The boy has to learn somehow!  If women never give him the
chance, he'll never learn."

"True enough.  However, you should know just how much women hate being
disappointed when making love."

He did, indeed.  "So you're saying given the choice, you prefer
experience."

"Quite so, dear father.  You not only bring years of experience to the
bed, but another important ingredient - love.  Darryl doesn't love me
even if he thinks he does.  Before you say it, I know he could learn
to love me, but I want love now, not somewhere down the road."

"There are older men."  Lorne knew he was fishing as he said this.

"You're right.  There are.  I decided after the party I'd rather deal
with the devil I know rather than the one I don't."

"Are you calling me a devil, young lady?"

"I'm calling you the man I love and the only man I want.  Now, if you
happen to be a devil, then so much the better."

Lorne was deep in thought for several minutes as he ran options
through his mind.  One prominent though was his happiness in finding
out Eti still wanted him.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Eti?"

"Make love to me?  Right here, right now?  I need you . . ."


Part II, Chapter Two

Until now, making love was the last thing on his mind.  Upon hearing
Etienne's plea, his desire for this lovely creature filled and
energized him.  Blood rushed to fill his member quickly, leaving him
feeling a little lightheaded.

Without a word, he slid off the love seat into a kneeling position in
front of Eti and undid her pants.  Etienne raised herself slightly and
Lorne removed both pants and panties with one movement.  Gently but
with mounting urgency, he slipped her pants over her ankles and tossed
them aside.

Eti felt a slight chill as goose bumps appeared on her exposed flesh,
unsure if it was because of the coolness of the room or her own
anticipation.  Sliding down until her bottom was hanging off the edge
of the cushion, she draped her legs over his shoulders to allow him
access to her flesh.

Lorne made himself comfortable between her legs and drew closer to her
essence, feeling her heat, noticing the young woman was already moist.
Taking a deep breath, he drew his tongue across the hood of her
clitoris.

Etienne gasped as his tongue rasped across the swelling bud of flesh.
Her body stiffened and arched in response - but only for a moment
before she melted against his touch.  Slowly, she moved against the
invading wedge of wet muscle as it traveled the length of her slit,
which was growing wetter by
the second.  She sighed as the tip of Lorne's tongue parted her soaked
inner lips and lodged itself in her vaginal opening.

As Lorne worked his tongue into her, he could feel a trickle of juice
escape her hot, musky flesh.  Stiffening his tongue, he plunged deeper
into her until he could feel the ridges of her canal.  He licked the
smooth contours for a moment before returning his attention to her
erect clitoris, which had come
out of its fleshy hiding place.  A low growl flowed from him as his
lips captured the spongy head before sliding down the thick shaft.  He
pursed his lips and sucked hard, exulting in the feel of her erect
member throbbing in his mouth.  Lorne backed off a bit and ran his
tongue along the underside
of his daughter's oversized clit, causing her to buck harder against
his face.

He was conscious of his own hardness, straining against the fabric of
his clothing.  Rising to a kneeling position, Lorne unfastened his
pants, tugging his underwear down just enough to free his turgid
member.  It sprang from its confinement and seemed to grow larger.

Dimly aware of her father's movement, Eti was lost in a sea of lust.
She moved hard against his mouth as his tongue worked its magic on
her.  As it flicked from one sensitive spot to another, she tried to
get it to stay in one place - without success.  The fleshy invader
just wouldn't be denied as it continued to bring her closer to climax.
Opening her eyes to slits, she could see her father's head moving
frantically between her legs, sucking her for all he was worth.
Something shifted inside her as Etienne felt the downward rush which
only meant one thing.

Lorne could feel the change in Eti's passion.  The once-steady thrusts
against his face were quickly falling off-pace, her hips bucking
wildly against him.  He latched onto her clitoris one more time,
sucking it hard and running his tongue around the head as fast as he
could.  Eti's clit jerked strongly in the grip of his mouth and lips;
Eti froze in mid-thrust as Lorne gave the head one slow lick, then
another, allowing the tip of his tongue to just lay across her swollen
member.  The first spurt of juice came hard and fast.  Her body
relaxed only for a split second before the next jet flowed from her.
Orgasmic bliss caught Eti like an insect in amber as her orgasm
pounded into her relentlessly.

Lorne raised his head from the soaking wetness of her, wiping his
mouth with the back of his hand.  He took in the view of his daughter
as the last wave of pleasure washed over her.  Without hesitation, he
positioned the thick knob of his cock against her opening, not wanting
to give her a chance to recover.  He thrust into her, splitting her
open along the length of his shaft until he was buried inside her.

Eti's eyes flew open at the sudden penetration, her mouth forming an
"O" which matched the surprised look on her face as her father's thick
tool impaled her fully and easily.  She could hear his grunt of
pleasure as he tried to get every inch inside her.

"Oh, Daddy," she cried.

"Hmm?"

"I love you so much!  God, I've missed this."

Lorne leaned forward and sucked an erect nipple into his mouth, and
Eti fell silent.  He withdrew until just the head remained inside her
gripping flesh and fucked her slowly, feeling her muscles' attempt to
draw him deeper.

Etienne's face was a mask of frustration.  "Stop teasing me, Daddy,"
she protested.  "Please don't tease me.  I want to feel you deep
inside, so damn bad!"  Lorne gave a little smile at her bit of
vulgarity and continued his slow, maddening pace - but allowing more
of himself to slide into her sweet confines.

"YES!" she cried.  "Give it to me, you bastard!"  Lorne's smile
widened as another inch or so made its way into her.  Etienne's
fingers dug painfully into his shoulder as he moved inside her with
the same slow pace.

"Ooohh!" she hissed.  "More!  Give me more, damn you!"  Lorne was
clearly enjoying his daughter's plight.  He allowed her legs to drop
down until her knees were in the crook of his elbows, reaching under
her with both hands.  Lorne put one hand under her quivering backside
and the other in the middle of her back.  Bracing himself, Lorne stood
and lifted her in one motion, causing his full length to drive into
her.  Eti wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, unable
and unwilling to resist.  Spreading his feet into a wider stance,
Lorne grabbed two hands full of her firm bottom and began sliding her
along the full length of his cock, pounding his steely flesh into her
with hard, fast strokes.

"Oh, fuck me, Daddy!" Eti cried as another orgasm punched through her.
Each downward thrust caused her breasts to jiggle crazily as held onto
him for dear life.  "Now!  Fill me with your love!  I need it, NOW!"

Eti could feel her father's cock grow thicker inside her as he used
shorter, faster strokes to trigger his own release.

The tight feeling in his sac was tremendous as Lorne crossed over the
threshold, sending his creamy offering deep inside his loving
daughter.  "Ugh!  Yes, yes, yes!", he cried, feeling his knees buckle.
He quickly - but carefully - lowered their joined bodies to the floor,
fucking into her hard, his prick still emptying itself into her.  With
his lust fully in control, he withdrew from her overworked slit and
turned her onto her stomach, only to ram into her again.

Etienne gasped as her father's hardness reentered her steamy vagina,
spreading her wide.  She raised her ass slightly and he penetrated her
deeper.   Strangely, she was appreciative yet amazed at his stamina as
she felt the knob of his still-erect member crash into her womb.

"Oh, Peaches," he said, feeling his thickness invade her again.  "Oh,
how I've needed this."  Lorne couldn't get enough of her sweet,
delicious body as he plowed into her with long strokes.  Getting to
his knees and using them to spread her legs further apart, Lorne
looked between them, utterly fascinated at the sight of his cock
literally turning her pussy inside-out at every stroke.  He pulled
back and watched as the swollen knob of his penis appeared.  He let it
rest there for a moment before sending it again into her depths.
Buried deep within her, he reached around and under her, his fingers
finding her clitoris.  Grasping it between thumb and forefinger, he
began a frenzied jerking motion that made Etienne's back arch.

"NO!" she screamed as the dual sensations raced through her.  Eti
tried to escape the onslaught only to find herself unable to move.  It
didn't take long before another mind-numbing climax jolted her.  She
felt his pace slow as he released his grip on her tender clit,
wondering if the pleasure would ever
stop and praying it didn't.

With his hands covered in their gooey fluids, Lorne placed a thumb at
the tight entrance to her anus, massaging the enticing opening gently
- before plunging it into her.  Lorne felt her collapse under him but
held Eti firmly in place with his free arm around her waist.

Having two orifices filled simultaneously was too much for Eti as her
orgasm took hold of her.  As Lorne's thumb reamed her, his cock began
to swell inside her again.  She could feel the tremors racing along
the veined monster inside her as he exploded inside her.  Lorne fell
forward, consumed by the pleasure/pain of his climax.  His thumb
popped out of her bottom wetly as he braced himself on shaky arms,
continuing to empty his love into her.

Etienne felt his softening maleness as it slid from her, tears of joy
streaming down her cheeks.  If she had any negative thoughts about his
love and desire for her, this act of love sent such thoughts to an
early grave.

Lorne was coming down from the orgasmic high on which he'd been.  He
trembled slightly as his sore muscles began protesting at being so
badly abused.  "That's okay - nothing a hot shower can't handle," he
though.  Looking to his left, he spotted Eti's prone form on the thick
carpeting.

"Peaches?"

A light snore answered him, so he reached over and shook her.
"Peaches, come on.  Let's go to bed."

Etienne groaned at the interruption in her moment of afterglow.  "Do I
have to?"

"Yes, unless you like sleeping on the floor."  Lorne offered a hand to
the slowly rising Etienne, who used it to pull herself upright.

Holding hands, the two climbed the stairs.  Reaching the top, Eti
started to turn right toward her room, only to be jerked to a stop.
"Where are you going?" her father asked.

"To my room, where else would I be going?"

"I thought you'd, well, sleep with me tonight.  That's if you don't
mind."

Etienne gave her father a loving, if sleepy, smile.  "Sure, why not?"

Returning her smile, Lorne said, "I figured if we're going to be full
time lovers, we may as well sleep in the same bed."  Wrapping an arm
around her shoulder, they entered the bedroom, the door closing with a
click.


Part II, Chapter Three

Eti squirmed in her seat, still a little sore from the previous
evening's activity.  "I suppose it's something I'll have to get used
to," she thought.  At the front of the room, the physics teacher was
saying something about the upcoming commencement ceremonies, now only
two weeks away.

"I'm glad we're finally getting out of here," a voice whispered in her
ear.  Startled, Etienne turned toward the source and found herself
looking into Darryl Hill's black eyes.  Darryl's complexion was darker
than her own; along with the short-cropped black hair, his eyes
appeared not to have pupils.

"What?  Oh, I'm sorry, Darryl - I wasn't paying attention."

"Nothing new about that - you hardly ever pay attention to me."

Eti ignored the sarcastic remark.  "You know that's not true."

The bell rang, signaling the change in classes.  Eti tried to lose
herself in the bustling throng, hoping to avoid continuing the
discussion with Darryl.  He was attractive enough, but . . .

"Hey!  Wait up!"

Darryl caught up with her, saying, "Look, I'm sorry for the crack I
made in there.  You do pay attention to me, even if it's just
friendly."

Etienne didn't miss the hidden remark in that statement.  "We're
friends, Darryl; why shouldn't it be friendly?"

"I think you know what I mean, Eti.  I'd like to get to know you
better."

Etienne stopped and turned to face him.  "Darryl, damn, I like you,
but it just isn't possible."

Darryl looked crestfallen.  "There's someone else."

"You could say that.  Sorry."

The young man wasn't to be put off so easily.  "What would it take to
convince you to leave him?"

Eti had to stifle a laugh.  "More than you could ever imagine, I'm
afraid.  Look, Darryl, I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but I'm
pretty happy with the way things are in my life right now.  I'm sure
you understand."

"Yeah, I understand," he said, clearly not understanding.  "Well, you
can't blame a guy for trying!  See ya around, okay?"

"Okay.  Darryl?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for understanding.  You're a good friend."

His ego a bit bruised, Darryl nodded and headed for class.  Eti
watched him round the corner before entering the classroom, feeling
guilty over rejecting his advances.

 *   *   *

"How was school today?"  Lorne posed the usual question while checking
on the bread baking in the oven.

"Oh, about the same as usual.  Graduation is in two week and we're
just trying to tie up the loose ends."

Something about her answer made Lorne turn and look at Eti.  "Is there
something wrong?"

"Wrong?  What could be wrong?"  Eti continued setting the table,
almost knocking over a glass of water.

"You seem distracted.  I trust your grades are okay?"

"They couldn't be better!  Well, the "B" I got in calculus could have
been better, but I'm happy with it."

"Then what's the problem, Peaches?"

Eti sat at the table.  "I had a little run-in with Darryl Hill today.
He likes me."

"I see.  Anything you want to talk about?"

"He wants me to leave the guy I'm seeing now and start a relationship
with him."  Etienne looked up at her father, a glint of amusement in
her hazel eyes.

"Does he, now?  What did you tell him?"

"Told him I'm happy with my life right now."

"Why so glum, then?"

"Darryl's cute and I really do like him.  He just seems so . . .
childish."

Alarms started flashing in Lorne's mind.  "Childish, eh?  As compared
to what?"

The young woman blinked in momentary confusion.  "Well, compared to
you."

"Do you think that's fair?  You're not giving the boy a chance to
prove himself."

In his heart, however, Lorne was hoping Darryl would continue to fail
in his attempts to win Eti's heart - a thought which surprised him.

"You're right.  It probably isn't fair to him.  You told me a long
time ago once I decided, I should stick to it.  I've decided you are
all I need."

"I can truly appreciate it.  What if you're wrong?"

"If I'm wrong, then it's something I'll have to live with - and I
would have learned some thing."  Eti locked her gaze onto her father's
handsome face.  "Are you suggesting I give Darryl a chance to make me
happy?"

"I'm suggesting you should think over all the options, that's all.
What you do about it is entirely up to you, dear.  Let's eat."

Dinner progressed at an unusually slow and quiet pace.  During the
meal, Lorne stole glances in Eti's direction, watching the battle
being waged inside her.  It tore him, too, in some places; Lorne
didn't want to lose her, but he did not want to hinder her search for
happiness.

*   *   *

Eti stepped into the shower and tried to relax as the hot needles of
water first stung, then soothed her tense muscles.  Hair, once
carefully styled earlier in the day, became limp strands of ebony as
she immersed herself in the refreshing stream.  She sighed as the wet
warmth found its way to every part of her body, all the while thinking
how unfair life could be.

Reaching for the soap, she quickly worked up lather while wishing she
could wash away her confusion this easily.  Leaning against the wall,
Etienne allowed herself to relax even further, her hands absently
massaging her breasts, her nipples instantly responding to her touch.
As the water
streamed along the shape of her body, Eti tried to conjure Darryl's
image in her mind, imagining his hands on her breasts, his lips on
hers.

She allowed a hand to part her inner folds to massage the ache running
along the hardening shaft of her clit, the image in her mind becoming
vivid.  Oh, yes, she could easily imagine Darryl doing this to her,
melting the core of her being.  Again, in her mind, Darryl broke the
kiss and she opened her eyes to look at him.

Eti found her father looking back at her.  The daydream dissolved,
leaving reality - and some rapidly cooling water - in its place.
Etienne knew what she had to do.  Without bothering to dry off, Eti
quickly left her bedroom, a trail of damp footprints in her wake.
Reaching her father's room, she
looked in and found him sitting on the bed reading.

Lorne looked up from the sheaf of papers, surprised to find a very
damp - and very perturbed - Etienne standing not two feet away.
Keeping his surprise hidden behind a mask of calm, Lorne spoke.

"No towel in your bathroom?", nodding at the droplets of water
glistening on her belly.

Eti instinctively looked at herself a moment of confusion crossing her
face before her head snapped up, resuming her piercing gaze.  "I was
just in the shower."

Lorne felt a bubble of laughter welling inside him.  "So I see."

Etienne ignored the remark and continued.  "I was daydreaming about
Darryl.  In my daydream, he was touching and kissing me.  When I
opened my eyes, it wasn't Darryl - it was you."

"So?" Lorne prompted when his daughter fell silent.

Eti sat next to him on the bed, placing her damp head on his shoulder.
"I realized it's you I really want.  Darryl's probably a great guy -
but I'm just not interested."

As Eti snuggled against him, Lorne knew one of his fears were coming
to the front.  One thing he had considered a problem (of sorts) was
spoiling his daughter with his love and affection.  For him, the
intimacy found in a relationship was an old hat, not so for his young
daughter.

Eti looked up at her father, noticing his silence.  "Dad?"

"Hmm?"

"Is something wrong?  You seem a little distant."

"Just thinking, Peaches."

"Good things, I hope," she replied, her hand finding his dormant
maleness and began to awaken it.

At her touch, Lorne shifted his position to allow her better access.
Over the last few months, he had been lying to himself, knowing he
needed to love Etienne in every way possible - and denying it at every
turn.  As she massaged him to full erection, he knew further denial
and resistance would be useless.

"Lie back, man of mine," Eti whispered.  Obediently, Lorne stretched
out on the bed while Eti freed his cock, feeling the softness of her
hand against his hot flesh.

"So proud and majestic," she said.  Etienne held her father's maleness
in her fist, drawing the silky skin up over the bulbous head and
releasing it.  Smoothly, Eti lowered her mouth to him and licked her
tongue across the head, collecting the drop of clear dew which had
appeared there.

Lorne groaned softly as Eti's tongue roamed lazily along the veined
shaft of his manhood, shivering as she found yet another sensitive
spot.  With each stroke of her hand, his resistance melted away; with
each touch of her tongue, his love for her grew.

Eti took half his length into her mouth easily, savoring the salty
taste and feeling the tremors along the shaft.  She allowed herself an
inward smile.  It wouldn't take long to get her loving father to
fountain his seed.  Eti let her teeth scape along his quivering tool
teasingly and was rewarded with a strained gasp.  Taking a deep
breath, she began to work his cock in earnest, increasing her speed
and pressure on him.  Eti caught by him surprise, feeling his cock
swell suddenly.

Lorne felt the swelling and the gut-wrenching feeling of impending
ejaculation simultaneously.  He wanted to explode in Eti's mouth and,
while, he didn't, wanting the insane feeling to last forever.  Lorne's
breath came in great gulps as he tried to ward off the inevitable -
and failed.

Etienne moaned as the first flows of his seed poured into her mouth,
warm and musky.  She  swallowed quickly to make room for the next
spurt, finding herself unable to keep up.  So she allowed her mouth to
fill with the slick fluid, consuming it at her leisure as Lorne gave
in to his orgasm.

Lorne was barely aware of Eti removing her mouth from him, raising his
head enough to see her while mounting his semierect tool.  His initial
orgasm left him feeling strangely weak and helpless and he could only
watch as the knob of his maleness disappeared into the folds of her
slit, followed by the full length of his shaft.

"Ahhh," Eti moaned.  Now fully seated on him, she paused for a moment
feeling the tingle of excitement flow through her at being filled with
him - though he has not as hard as he was a moment ago.  "However,"
she thought, "that will soon change!"  Bracing herself with her arms
against his chest, she settled into a rhythm allowing her to slide
along his cock, now slick with her own juices - but not allowing it to
fall from the grasping muscles of her vagina.

"Oh, you feel so good inside me," she said, picking up speed.  Infused
with passion, Eti felt the heat at her center like a glowing coal.
"Feels . . .  so . . .  good," she grunted, punctuating each word with
hard, downward thrusts of her pelvis.  Eti could feel him stiffening
inside her, spreading her walls with his thickness.  Her hips
undulating with snakelike smoothness, she availed herself of his
manhood, delighting in the pleasure of pleasing him.  Eti could feel
Lorne trying to replace her motion with one of his own and she looked
down at him.

"Oh, no, my love!  Just be still and let me love you.  I need this so
much!" Her voice trailed off as an orgasm spread through her, leaving
a gentle comfort in its wake.  It also left her wanting more of the
elusive feeling.  Etienne continued to ride him as tiny ripples of
pleasure continued to flow through her, the precursors of an orgasm to
end all orgasms.

It hit her like a punch, stopping her dead in her tracks.  Lorne could
feel the tremendous ripples that ran along her inner muscles.  Hot
liquid splashed at the junction of their bodies as her pussy clamped
down on him.  "NO!  I'm not ready!" she screamed, much too late.  It
consumed her easily, leaving
no nerve untouched until, spent, she collapsed onto him, still
trembling in the aftermath.  When she felt Lorne's arms surround her,
Eti knew she had taken on too much.

Lorne lifted and turned Eti easily.  With her legs wrapped high around
his waist, he began to move inside her.  The incredible slickness of
her sheath made his passage into her center easy and effortless.  His
cock felt as if it were six inches in diameter and harder than granite
as he plunged into her deeply.

"My turn now, darling," he said.  Lorne penetrated her deeply again as
the pressure wave built inside him, burning him with its intensity as
he spilled his love into her.

"Oh!  Yes!"  Eti cried out as Lorne filled her, Passion's fire searing
her nerve endings.  Again pushed over the precipice, her orgasm flowed
over her relentlessly, electrifying her very soul.  Locked together,
father and daughter moved along the same path, each lost in their
separate feelings.  Yet, both knew their joining wasn't limited to
just the physical.  Lorne could sense Etienne's joy, sharp and fresh
in his mind as if it were his own.  It washed over and soothed him,
carrying away any doubts he had about the rightness or wrongness of
their love.  Oh, yes, he could love her fully and
in every way possible.

Lorne withdrew from her slowly, relishing the feeling.  Etienne
reached up and touched his face with a hand which trembled slightly.
"I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too, Peaches," he replied as his daughter snuggled close
to him.  Instantly, Etienne was happily asleep - and snoring lightly.
Lorne allowed himself a wry grin while feeling very good about himself
and their relationship.


Part II, Chapter Four

Graduation day.  Eti paced the living room nervously while an amused
Lorne looked on.  "Will you sit for a moment?  You're starting to make
me tired!"

Eti came to a halt and looked at her father.  "I'm sorry, Dad.  I
don't know why I'm so edgy.  It's just another day."

"Well, you don't graduate from high school every day, but I know what
you mean."  Lorne smiled.  "Hell, I was so nervous the day I graduated
I forgot to put a belt on.  Never noticed it until they called my
name."

"What happened?"

"I got up and started across the stage, feeling the butterflies in my
stomach and knowing your grandparents were out there in the audience
watching me.  As the principal handed me my diploma, my pants fell
down!"

Eti smothered a laugh.  "You must have been terribly embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?  An understatement, my dear; believe me.  They still
talk about it at the class reunions."

Lorne looked at his watch.  "Okay, Peaches - time to go!"

*   *   *

"...really going to miss those guys," Eti was saying as she climbed
out of the car.

"Well, you'll see them again at the first class reunion," Lorne
replied as he looked up the street.

Etienne noticed it and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Huh?  Oh, nothing.  Come on, I've got something for you."

"I hope it isn't a party - I thought we agreed not to have one!"

"No, not a party, but it's important.  Come on!"  Lorne opened the
door for Eti stopping only to take another look up and down the street
before following.

Once inside, he led Eti to the patio and handed her a small package.
"Here you go - the first present."

Etienne felt her eyes fill with tears.  "You didn't have to get me
anything!", she said, fumbling at the wrapping paper.  Seeing her
difficulty, Lorne took it from her and exposed the long, black velvet
case.  Eti opened the lid, revealing a gold tennis bracelet, encrusted
with diamonds and emeralds.  Her
eyes went wide with surprise.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.  "I've always wanted one!"

"I remembered," Lorne replied, feeling a lump in his throat.  "Here,
let me put it on," fastening the bracelet around her wrist.  "Now for
gift number two."  Reaching into another pocket, he produced another
wrapped box.

"What's this?"

Lorne flashed her a smug look.  "Open it and find out."

Eti was puzzled, wondering what it could be.  She made quick work of
the wrapping paper and opened the box.  Her puzzled look deepened.

"A nameplate?  I don't get it."

"Keep looking; there's something else there."

Eti removed the nameplate and found a square of plastic which not only
had her name on it,  but also included a picture of her.  "This is an
ID card from Carlton . . . " Realization dawned on her.  "You got me a
job!  But, how . . ."

"Getting you the job was easy - getting the picture wasn't.  You start
in three weeks for the systems administration department.  You'll have
to work hard, but I know you can handle it."

Eti hugged her father, the tears freely flowing down her cheeks.  "I
don't know how to thank you for all of this."

"Hey, what are fathers for?" Lorne was saying just as the doorbell
rang.  "I'll get it."

As Lorne went to answer the door, Eti felt so much love for him as the
sun reflected its light off the polished gold bracelet.  Hearing her
father's footsteps, she looked up.

"Who was it?" she asked.

"Just a delivery.  You wanna see what came?"

Hand in hand, the two walked around the outside of the house.  As they
rounded the last corner, Eti stopped dead in her tracks as she took in
the sight of the new car parked in the driveway.

"I figured since you have a new job, you needed a new car to get you
there."

*    *   *

Etienne grimaced as Lorne drove into her, the pleasure/pain sweeping
through her.  Her hands were claws on his back, raising little welts.
In a distant corner of her mind, she somehow knew no other man could
ever make her feel this way.  It felt so right, yet deliciously
sinful!  The young woman
allowed herself to be turned into yet another position and felt the
stabbing pressure of Lorne's entrance.  She sighed as the thick shaft
spread her wide, her juices easing its passage into her nether
regions.

"You okay, babe?"

"Mm, oh, yes.  Perfect."

Satisfied, Lorne resumed his thrusts inside her.  He loved the way her
vagina clung to him, feeling the coarseness of her pubic hairs as they
scraped along the exposed portions of his penis.  Lorne lifted her
legs higher and plunged deeper into her warmth, feeling a trickle of
juice splashing against his sac
as she came again.  Lorne could feel the tightness in him and his brow
furrowed in concentration as his increased his speed inside her,
hammering at her sex.

"Ooh, yes!  You're getting harder inside me.  Fill me, lover!  Give it
to me!"

He gave one last, deep thrust into his daughter, crying out as his
seed flowed into her.  Smooth strokes became jerky ones as he emptied
his love into her in long, hot spurts that sent chills through him
that ran from head to toe.

Spent and softening inside her, Lorne arranged their bodies for
comfort as Eti showered him with soft kisses, still grinding her sex
against him.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Eti?"

"I love you.  You make me feel so alive when we make love like this."

Lorne felt a warm glow spread through him at her words.  "I love you
too, Peaches," he answered, holding her closer.  "Are you happy?"

"Am I?!  I wish I could tell you how I feel right now.  There aren't
any words to describe it."

Lorne tilted his head back and looked into her hazel eyes and saw the
truth of her words.  "I know what you mean.  I never thought I'd be
happy again.  You've changed all of that."  He laughed.  "You've
changed me."

Eti cuddled against him as his now cooling sperm continued to seep
from her.  "Changed you?  How?"

Lorne's smile widened.  "If someone had told me six months ago that
I'd be lying here feeling wonderful after making love to you, I would
have throttled them."  He shrugged.  "Nevertheless, here I am.  I do
know one thing, though."

"What's that?"

"If I didn't love you, none of this would have ever happened."

"You have any regrets?"

"Regrets?  Only that I didn't to this before now!  You've made me
realize I had been neglecting your needs and my own."

"You just didn't do this for my sake?" she asked.

"Hell, no!  Well, maybe. . .  I guess something inside me knew I'd
been without love and happiness for so long.  It wasn't until after
the party I had to confess that I missed not having someone to love."
He frowned.  "That didn't come out right, did it?"

Eti laughed softly.  "Don't worry.  I know what you meant.  However, I
did notice something."

"What might that be?"

"You were having the time of your life."  Unbidden, a burst of
laughter escaped from Etienne.

"What's so funny?"

"You should have seen the look on your face when Geoff . . ."

Lorne felt the burn of embarrassment flood his face, thankful for his
dark coloring and the dim light in the room.  "Oh, that."

"I didn't know you were that kinky."

"I'm not!" he protested.  "I was just as surprised as you were!
Although, I have to admit it felt pretty good."  Lorne sat up.

"Hey!  What about you!  You and Kymber looked pretty cozy when we came
in."

It was Eti's turn to be thankful for the low light.  "Ah, well . . ."
she started, realizing she didn't have an answer for him.

"I thought so.  You think I'm kinky. . ."  Lorne feigned being
indignant.  "The pot calls the kettle black."

Silence enveloped them as they took stock of the events which had
brought them to this point.  Lorne felt better about things now that
he'd accepted this new way of life.  His fears of somehow stifling Eti
were unfounded, another thing his mind could put to rest.

Etienne knew she had no regrets, echoing her father's sentiment that
this should have happened way before it did.  "Still," she thought,
"Things happen when they're supposed to."  Through incest, Eti had
learned of the strength and depths of her own ability to love and be
loved.  Before all of this, the
man lying next to her was just her father.  Now, she realized, he was
much more than that.  Knowing she was only seeing the tip of the
iceberg that was her father, she felt great comfort in knowing there
was more to learn.

As sleep claimed her, Eti knew life was good, and getting better.


ETIENNE:  THE BEST OF EVERYTHING

Part III, Chapter One

Pressure, friction, motion, anxiety, calm.  One moment, fullness, the
next, emptiness.  Etienne Williams experienced all these sensations as
the hard penis invaded her body again, restoring the feeling of
fullness.  She held her breath as her weight nearly doubled, pressed
into the firm but yielding mattress as the man above her increased his
movement inside her.  Wet, slurping sounds mingled with their
breathing adding their special arousal factors to the heavy, heady
scents generated during lovemaking.

Eti sighed with contentment as the thick, hard cock filled her
completely, feeling the engorged head collide with the entrance of her
womb.  The man's mouth captured an erect nipple, sending another
pleasurable sensation through her to be added to those already
present.  The young woman added her own movements to those of the man,
thrusting her hips upward to meet his, causing him to grunt in
appreciation.

The man's strokes were getting longer and faster, the force of his
body meeting hers caused her full breasts to move in perfect
counterpoint to his thrusts.  Eti lifted her shapely legs higher, to
give the man greater access to her sweltering sex.  "Soon," she
thought.  "It's got to be soon!" as her senses were becoming
overloaded, her body literally rebounding from the bedding, only to be
met by the man's savage thrusts, their bodies slapping together wetly.

More friction, the woman felt more heat as she felt a very familiar
tingling.  A deep thrust by the man, causing the tingling to increase
twofold.  Another long, deep, thrust - the feeling quadrupled and her
eyes closed tightly in anticipation of what was to happen next.

The man's strokes, once sure and steady, were becoming erratic as his
thick tool grew larger inside her.  Her own sex was already
contracting sporadically, sending rippling waves of moist flesh
against the smooth hardness inside her.  A white hot, intense
explosion ripped through her, causing her inner muscles to clamp down
tightly on the invading meat.  Darkness also clamped down on her, her
breathing barely noticeable.  Then she felt the first spurts of the
man's seed, hot and sticky inside her.  Etienne floated on the edge of
consciousness as the man hammered his spurting cock into her as if he
could get further into her body.  The frantic pounding sensation
triggered another release somewhere deep inside her, further pushing
down the veil of darkness, causing her to shake as if electrocuted.

Eti could hear low keening - hers? - as she flooded the man's shaft
with her own love offering, her overheated sex clamping down on him
repeatedly.  Another contraction, another splash of juices to mix with
his as, finally, the intensity began to subside, leaving her with a
drained, tingly feeling.  The
man's last spurts of semen flowed into her as he collapsed against
her, breathing heavily.

"You know, " she said, her voice cracking slightly, "You should really
think about bottling this.  We would be rich beyond our dreams!"  The
man propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at her smiling face.
Laughing, he replied "There wouldn't be much to sell - you'd buy it
all up for yourself."

"That's true," she admitted, settling into the warm, fuzzy feeling,
all that remained of her orgasm.  Eti could feel the man's now-soft
cock fall out of her, releasing a slow tricking of semen that flowed
from her gaping vagina, following the crack of her firm bottom.

With a deft movement, Lorne Williams flipped over onto his back beside
his daughter.  "I don't know about you, but I could use something to
eat."

Eti slapped her father playfully.  "Like you haven't had enough to eat
already!"  She sat up, causing her full breasts to stand out, the
nipples still hard.  She turned and looked lovingly at her father as
he stretched, his dormant maleness lying across the crease where leg
met the abdomen.

"Come on, lazy one," she said with mock sternest.  "We have to get
cleaned up.  Kymber's flight will be arriving soon."  Lorne watched
appreciatively as Eti went to the bathroom to start the shower.  He
delighted in seeing the very shapely curves of her body and wondered,
for the millionth time, how he could be so lucky to have a daughter
like her.  Hearing the running water, he got up with reluctance, not
wanting the moment to end.

Etienne was already in the shower, the hot, soapy water flowing over
her medium brown skin.  As he joined her, Lorne again took stock of
his Nubian goddess, noting how a trail of bubbles curled under one
breast and traveled down her side to the swell of her hips.  Lorne
could feel himself becoming aroused again as Etienne turned to soap
his chest.

Feeling his returning erection against her tummy, Eti looked down.
"Oh, no!  We don't have time for this, my friend!" she said to his
maleness as Lorne grew longer and harder. She looked back at her
father, grinning.

"I can't help it if he likes you," Lorne complained half heartedly
while reaching for the soap. The slippery bar to fell from its holder,
clunking loudly against the tub before coming to rest behind Eti.

"I got it," she said.  As she turned and bent over to retrieve the
errant soap, she realized her mistake.  Before she could stand, she
felt the bulbous head of his cock split her still-swollen labia.  A
gasp escaped her lips as Lorne plunged half his length into her,
spreading her wide again.  Instinct caused her to push back against
his advance, again filling her.

"We . . .  don't . . .  have . . .  time . . ." she said as Lorne
worked himself into her, holding her hips steady.  That warm, golden
feeling she'd come to love over the last three years replaced any
further protests.

The water stung Lorne's chest and splashed onto Eti's upturned bottom,
washing away the last of the soap.  He spread her cheeks, allowing him
to view his thickness as he plunged into his daughter.  He marveled at
the contrast of their skin color, Lorne being darker than his
19-year-old partner.  Lorne was deep into the sensations offered by
the young woman's body, thrusting easily into her sex when the water
suddenly turned cold, shocking him into ejaculating.  The warmth of
Eti's love sheath, and the brisk cold of the water battled for
supremacy as he emptied himself into her.

Holding on to the towel bar, Eti could feel her father inside her,
giving her the sweetest of feelings, when the water went cold.  The
sudden change in temperature caused her slippery nest to contract hard
around him, the splashing sounds of her release getting lost in the
sounds of running water.  She pushed back hard against him, grinding
her hips in time with his thrusts, as he released his seed into her.

As the water grew colder, causing her to shiver, Eti leaned forward
and shut off the water, Lorne's half-erect cock slipping out of her,
still spasming.  She turned at looked at the handsome, Black
scientist.  "You're insatiable and I love you!  I hope we're not
late."

Lorne leaned forward and placed his mouth on hers, cutting off any
further comments.  Breaking the deep kiss, Lorne said, "Me, too, but
it was worth it!"

Lorne and Etienne stepped from the shower into the relative warmth of
the bathroom and dried each other off.  Eti's nipples continued to
stand out as Lorne dried her breasts and worked his way down.  She
stood contentedly, feeling his strong hands against her as he dried
her.  One hand spent a little
extra time at the triangle of black hair nestled between her legs,
while the other probed its way into the crevice of her firm bottom.
She trembled slightly as the towel brushed across her puckered back
hole, adding to the delicious feelings already present.

Grabbing her towel, she returned the favor with an appreciative smile
on her lovely features.  Her hazel brown eyes, feasted upon her
father's muscular chest, idly noting that even at 43, he was in
remarkable shape.  She made her way down his flat stomach to his
maleness, again dormant and gently dried his testes, feeling their
weight in her hands.  Lust tempted Eti to give the large,
mushroom-shaped head of his cock a suck but knew she wouldn't stop
there - and they had a plane to meet.


Part III, Chapter Two

Sighing, she stood and followed her father out of the bathroom.  "I'll
be ready in 15 minutes, Dad," she called to him.  Lorne nodded in
reply, searching his closet for something to wear.  As she padded down
the hallway to her own room, she remembered the reason which had
brought her to his room
in the first place.  She had something to tell him, something very
important - but Eti had forgotten it in a sweet rush of passion.  Not
that it was unwelcome, she thought with a smile - her father was a
fantastic lover.  For the last three years, she'd known no one else
but him.  She had no regrets at
all, only pure love for him.

Standing naked before the full length mirror, she admired her shapely
body, noting her large, pendulous breasts and how the dark circles of
her areola stood out against the smooth, mocha skin surrounding it.
Slightly erect, her nipples stood out proudly and she ran a finger
lightly across one, finding it still very much sensitive.  She
continued to examine her body, her eyes coming to rest on her flat
tummy.  Eti replaced the smile on her face momentarily with a slight
frown, stark reality replacing the cozy, loving feelings.  How was she
going to tell her father, her lover, that she was pregnant?

When Eti's period failed to show up as scheduled, she wasn't worried
at first; being a day late wasn't unusual for her.  She religiously
took her birth control pills and any thoughts of becoming pregnant
didn't concern her.  However, after a week had gone by, she began to
worry and had stopped at a
drug store on the way home from work and picked up a pregnancy test
kit.  Etienne had placed the kit on her dressing table, debating
whether to use it.

"Maybe I just miscalculated," she thought, glancing up at the calendar
adorning one wall.  One date stood out, enclosed in a bold, red
circle, an apt reminder of when she was to begin her cycle.  Chasing
away her indecisive thoughts, she'd grabbed the kit and headed for the
bathroom.  After following
the instructions, she waited.

The bright blue indicator that greeted her minutes later sent mixed
emotions flowing through her.  "I'm pregnant!" part of her rejoiced.
The more skeptical side of her asked, "How?  We didn't miss a pill!"
The cool, logical side of her provided the obvious answer - her pills
failed to do their appointed task.

Eti blinked, bringing her back from her memories.  She sighed, a
mixture of happiness and uneasiness coursing along her nervous system.
After coming to terms with her condition, she had gone to tell her
father, well, he was going to be a father.  The soon-to-be mother
laughed at the silliness that thought invoked, as she remembered going
into his room and shaking him awake.  She had been prepared to tell
him - but her father had other ideas.  As he pleasured her, all
thoughts of talking to him had left, replaced by the delicious
feelings he always brought out in her.  Eti smiled again and hurried
to get dressed, finally deciding to tell him on the way to the
airport.


Part III, Chapter Three

Kymber Levin sat looking out the tiny window of the jet as it prepared
to land, thinking of how good it would be to see Lorne and Eti
Williams again.  She hadn't seen them since her father's funeral,
having left immediately afterwards to live with her aunt in Seattle.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered the horrible nightmare.
The phone call from the police.  A voice informing her of the
accident, a head on collision.  Her frantic call to Lorne Williams,
the only person she could think of to call and the ride to the
hospital. Then there was the disorienting feeling as the doctor told
her the
bad news.  She had fainted, barely hearing her words, ". . .  so very
sorry, Ms. Levin.  We did all we could." 

The bump of the giant jetliner landing shook Kymber out of her painful
memories as the attendants reminded everyone to stay seated.  Wiping
her eyes, she gathered her things and exited the plane into the
terminal, searching for a familiar face in the sea of humanity.

*    *    *

Lorne drove to the airport quickly but carefully, chiding himself on
making love to Eti again, knowing they'd be late.  If he hadn't
learned anything over the last three years, it was resisting her charm
was something at which he wasn't very good.  After arriving at the
airport and parking the car, Eti and
Lorne headed toward the arrival gate as fast as the growing throng
would allow.  Etienne spotted Kymber first and called out to her long
time friend.  "Kymber!  Over here!" called Eti, waving her hands.

Kymber Levin turned toward the sound of her name.  Upon seeing Eti and
Lorne, she waved back and went to meet them.

Etienne greeted her long time friend with a hug pausing only to plant
a kiss on her cheek.  "It's good to have you back, " she said while
holding the beautiful redhead at arms length.

"It's good to be back," she admitted.  Kymber turned to embrace Lorne.

"It's good to see you, too, Lorne!"

Lorne gave the lithe woman a hug that was more friendly than fatherly.
Although he had worked with her late father, his knowledge of her was
more than just a casual one.  As they went to the baggage area, Lorne
smiled at his memories of Kymber Levin.  The aftermath of the
now-legendary party had changed their lives forever, establishing an
intimacy before which he'd never experienced.

Admittedly, he missed his friend and colleague, but the satisfaction
of knowing Kymber would be very well taken care of replaced his
feelings of loss.  Absently taking the bags off the conveyor, the
sound of Eti's melodious voice interrupted Lorne's thoughts.

"We've got the spare room all set up for you," she was saying.  "You
won't have to worry about a thing."

Lorne smiled at his daughter's enthusiasm and knew her joy matched his
own.  Geoff had left Kymber very well provided for, so money wasn't a
problem.  According to the letter he'd received two weeks earlier,
Kymber wasn't happy in Seattle and had asked Lorne if she could move
in with them.  "You and Eti are the only family I need right now," her
words had said.  He replied to her, telling her they would be pleased
to have her and, after clearing it with her aunt, they made the move.

They filled the trip home with innocent chatter as the two young women
brought each other up to date.  Sparing a glance at Etienne, he
thought he noticed something different about her but could not put his
finger on it.  Eti, turned almost completely in her seat and facing
Kymber, didn't notice his furtive looks.  He dismissed the thought,
concentrating on his driving.

Minutes later, he pulled into the driveway.  Eti and Kymber headed
toward the house, leaving him to tackle the luggage.  Hands on his
hips, he cleared his voice and called out to them.  "Excuse me!
Ladies?"

The two women stopped in mid conversation and looked back at him.
Lorne noticed with some amusement both had identical confused looks on
their faces.  "These bags aren't going to move by themselves," he
admonished.  Mumbling apologies, they came back to take some smaller
bags as Lorne wrestled with the largest ones.  Once inside, he
gratefully let the heavy items drop and turned
to his charges.

"Eti, show Kymber her room; I'll bring the bags up in a moment," he
said while crossing to the answering machine.  After listening to the
message, he went to the bottom of the stairs.

"Eti?  Kymber?" he called, opening the door.  "I've got to go to the
office for a little while.  Don't wait for me to have dinner."  He
barely heard the response as the door closed behind him.

*    *    *

Hearing the car start and drive away, Etienne turned to Kymber,
beaming.  "Let's get you settled in first - then we can talk," she
said.  Kymber agreed; she had a million questions to ask Eti.  The two
women busied themselves with storing Kymber's belongings, limiting
their conversation to things like the color of a dress while
exchanging opinions on the latest styles.  An hour later, everything
was in place and Kymber flopped down across the bed.  Between the long
flight and getting the room set up, Kymber was exhausted.  However, it
didn't curb her curiosity.

"So, are you and your father still, uh, you know?" she asked.

Etienne looked into Kymber's emerald green eyes as she spoke.  "Yes,
we're still lovers.  He's just so good for me that I don't bother with
the other men."

"Why not?"

"What could they offer me that he can't?  I mean, look around you.  I
have the best of everything!"

Kymber had to agree with this.  This wasn't the same house they had
lived in for many years; Lorne, having assumed her father's position,
had decided that they needed a home that matched their new status.  If
the rest of the house is as beautiful as this room, she thought, it
must really be something.  She was drawn back to Eti, who was still
talking.

"I have a job and love and happiness in my life.  Daddy is so
attentive and not just in bed."  Eti's look of contentment spoke
volumes.  "We go places and do things we never had time to do before.
Why waste my time on some inexperienced guy, never knowing if I can
love or trust him?  No, all we need
is each other."  Eti reached down and touched her friend's hand.

"Oh, and you, if you're willing."

Surprise took Kymber aback momentarily, not completely understanding
what Eti was saying.  Eti saw the confusion written across her
friend's creamy complexion and offered an explanation.

"Daddy and I talked about this last week.  Let's face it.  You aren't
exactly strangers to each other." 

Kymber nodded, understanding the reference.

Etienne continued.  "I guess what I'm trying to say is we love you
very much and, speaking for both of us, we'd be happy if you'd join
our little family."

This was more than the young woman could have ever hoped for!  She
could feel the tears beginning to fall down her cheeks.  "I don't know
what to say. . .," she stammered.

Eti sat next to Kymber and held her.  "Just say  yes'," she said,
lifting Kymber's chin and kissing her gently.

Kymber returned the kiss, her tongue darting into the other woman's
inviting mouth.  A new feeling of fresh excitement replaced her
fatigue as she allowed herself to be pressed onto the bed.  Their
kisses became more intense as their hands started to explore each
other's bodies.

"I've missed you," murmured Eti, her hands deftly unbuttoning Kymber's
blouse to expose her firm, full breasts.  Kymber could only lay back
as Eti undid the lacy material of her bra, freeing the twin globes of
flesh, her nipples hardening as the cool air of the room brushed
across them - only to be
replaced by the warm wetness of Eti's mouth.  Kymber gasped as the
other woman's tongue flicked across the turgid button of flesh.  Eti
relished the feel of Kymber's nipple between her lips, savoring the
salty taste of the other woman's skin, feeling her own passions
stirring as she immersed herself
in the sweet flesh.

The two women paused just long enough to completely shed their
restrictive clothing.  Once naked, Eti gathered Kymber into her arms,
nibbling on the hot redhead's delicately shaped earlobe.  As Eti's
warm, moist breath sent more chills through her, Kymber busied herself
with teasing Eti's large nipples until they were both quite erect and
begging for more attention.

The afternoon sunlight bathed the two lovers with its warmth as the
room quickly filled with the sounds of their passion.  Kymber
positioned her bottom over Etienne's open mouth feeling a sharp thrill
coursing through her as she felt the first probing of the other's
tongue.  Eti lapped at the swelling pussy lips, her tongue parting the
shock of red pubic hair covering Kymber's hidden entrance to flick
teasingly across the sensitive clitoral bud, causing Kymber's knees to
buckle slightly.  Giving in to the sensations offered by her lifelong
friend, Kymber lowered her own mouth to Eti's dark bush to capture the
large clitoris protruding prominently from between the shrouded cunt
lips,
feeling her own excitement increase as she captured it, feeling it
grow harder as her tongue flew over the exposed head.

They sucked at each other with urgency as each remembered the little
things which  pleased the other.  As Eti buried her tongue deeply into
the gyrating flesh above her, she reached around and slowly inserted
her slender finger into Kymber's ass while filling her dripping pussy
with her thumb, smiling
inwardly as she felt her friend's twin orifices spasm at the sudden
invasion, causing the lust-filled woman to gasp.

Kymber ground her overheated sex onto Eti face as she went careening
into her first orgasm, drenching the other woman's face with hot
liquid.  "Oh, yes!  Yes!", she cried out as Eti's busy fingers coaxed
another nerve shattering wave of pleasure out of her.  "Oh, take it .
. .  take it all!"

Etienne paused for a moment to catch her breath, giving Kymber the
opening she was looking for to return the favor as she recaptured
Eti's clit, sucking on it hard.  Her head moved furiously as she
licked and nibbled at Eti's steaming flesh, causing the darker woman's
hips to buck uncontrollably.

"This . . .  is . . .  oh, my . . .  so . . .  oh, good!" stammered
Eti as Kymber brought her to the brink and shoved her over, the
intense waves of pleasure crashing over her repeatedly.  As Eti gushed
stream after stream of love juice, Kymber quickly inserted two fingers
inside the orgasming woman,
plunging them in and out of her just as fast as she could.  Etienne
rewarded Kymber with another shower of juices, feeling them flow hotly
over her hand.

Kymber rolled off an exhausted Eti, who was still trembling slightly
in the aftershocks of orgasm and lay next to her, stopping along the
way to suck a nipple between her lips and causing another bout of
trembling.  Kymber leaned over and kissed Eti deeply.

"You don't know how much I've missed you," she whispered to Eti, who
was smiling even as she drifted off to sleep.  Finding herself just as
drained, Kymber snuggled up next to Etienne, thinking "It's good to be
home. . . "

*    *    *

It was late when Lorne returned home.  Upon entering the house, he
immediately noticed how quiet it was.  Concerned, he went looking for
his daughter and friend.  After checking the pool and kitchen, he went
upstairs to Etienne's room - and found it empty.  The scientist
scratched his head, wondering where they could have gone, since Eti's
car was still in the garage.  On a hunch, he went to Kymber's room.
Peeking into the open doorway, the sight of the two naked, sleeping
women greeted him.  Obviously, they had found something to do while he
was gone.  Lorne found it exciting seeing them entwined together,
feeling his cock begin to stir.  Sighing, he covered the sleeping
beauties and left the room, closing the door gently behind him.


Part III, Chapter Four

Eti woke up finding herself unable to move.  Only partially aware of
her surroundings, she tried to move the weight pressing against her, a
moment of panic running through her as the weight shifted against her.
Cautiously, she opened her eyes, blinking against the harsh sunlight
streaming into the room and her panic deepened.

"Where am I?" she asked herself.  "This isn't my room. . ."
Realization dawned on her and she looked to her right and saw Kymber
dozing peacefully, her arms draped across Eti's mid-section.  The
panic subsided as she recalled the events of - last night?  Clearing
the last dregs of sleep from her brain, she gingerly moved Kymber's
arm, causing her to stir slightly and rose from the bed to look at the
clock.

"Ten in the morning," she mumbled to herself as she stretched.  "Good
thing today's Saturday."  Now fully awake, Eti went to awaken her
friend.  "Hey," she called gently, not wanting to startle her.  "Time
to get up, lazy."  No response came from the prone beauty, so she
shook her.  "Kymber?"

Kymber greeted her with a muffled grunt, so she shook her harder.
"Kymber!  Wake up!"  This time, she could hear the young woman mutter,
"Yeah, yeah.  I'm up."  Satisfied, Eti left her friend's side and
looked around the room, spotting the remaining unpacked baggage.  As
Eti padded to the bathroom, she could hear Kymber sitting up.

"Ooh, what time is it?" asked the groggy redhead as she stood, her
legs not quite ready to hold her.  "Did we sleep all night?"

"Looks like it," Eti called out over the sound of running water.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up and tell Dad the good news!"

Kymber's reflection in the mirror frowned back at her.  "News?  What.
. . oh.  THAT news.  Eti?"

"Huh?" came the reply.

"Thanks for caring."

As Kymber entered the bathroom, Eti playfully threw a towel at her.
"We figured that, well, after all that's happened, you should be happy
again."  She looked into Kymber emerald green eyes.  "Besides, we love
you, Kymmie.  Now, into the shower with you!  I'll meet you downstairs
in twenty minutes."

Watching the lithe Black woman leave the room, she couldn't shake the
sudden feeling there was something different about Etienne.  Not being
able to put her finger on it, she shrugged and stepped into the
shower.


Part III, Chapter Five

Lorne looked up from his newspaper as Kymber and Eti bounded down the
stairs.  "Well, it's about time," he said.  "I was beginning to think
you two would sleep the day away.  There's coffee in the kitchen if
you want it."

"Later, Dad," replied Eti.  "Kymmie said yes!"  Lorne looked from Eti,
who was all smile, to Kymber who looked embarrassed but positive.

Putting the paper down, he folded his hands before speaking.  "We
thought about this for a long time, Kym.  It was obvious to me just
how close the two of you are.  I know how important you are to her."
Clearing his throat nervously, he continued.

"And, uh, there were my own feelings to think of."

Lorne remembered the night of the party and the months which followed,
privately relishing the other time he had made love to the redheaded
bombshell.

*    *    *

Kymber had come by looking for Etienne one evening, a week following
the now-infamous party.  Lorne remembered the mixed feelings of
embarrassment and excitement as he told the incredibly beautiful young
woman that Eti wasn't home.

"I don't know when she'll be back," he had said.  "Do you want to wait
for her?", he added hopefully, remembering his first experience with
this lovely creature.

Kymber was nervous.  "I suppose I can wait for a little while," she
said, painfully aware of the feelings this man instilled in her. 

The two of them sat across from each other, neither wanting to be the
first to speak.  Finally, Lorne spoke.

"Well!  I haven't seen you since the party."

This caused the young woman to look up sharply, her embarrassment
showing clearly as the blush spread quickly across her face.

"Ah, well, yeah.  Dr. Williams . . . ," she stuttered.

"Lorne, please."

"Okay, uh, Lorne.  That was really some party huh?"  Kymber was dying
to tell him why she was really there.

Clearing his throat and looking around the room, Lorne nervously
replied, "Sure was.  How have you been since I last saw you?"  He
winced slightly, remembering the last time he saw her, he was fucking
her.  Hoping to clean up his gaff, he took a deep breath and said,
"Sorry, Kymber."

"That's all right, Doctor - uh, Lorne."  With an easiness she didn't
feel, she climbed out on a metaphorical limb.  "You were really
something."

Clearly flustered, Lorne said.  "Uh, yeah.  Thanks."

The room grew quiet again - you could feel the tension in the air as
they tried to avoid looking at each other.

"Lorne?"

"Yes?"

"I didn't actually come over to see Eti."

"Really?  Why are you here?"

"I, um, came to see you."

Lorne shifted uncomfortably in his chair and tried to hide the
erection making a tent in his pants.  The thought of making love to
this young beauty again was more than he could have hoped for.  He
smiled back at Kymber.

"Do I have to ask why?", he quipped, hoping they were sharing the same
thoughts.

Kymber glanced back at him, her embarrassment causing her to turn a
deeper shade of red.  Although he had shifted his position in the
chair, she could still see the huge bulge of his erection straining
against his clothing.  The damp heat between her legs made her squirm
uncomfortably.

"This is stupid," Lorne thought and came to a decision.  Standing, he
held out his hand to Kymber.  "I don't think we need to say anymore,
do we?"

Excited further by the huskiness of his voice, Kymber shook her head
and, taking his hand, allowed Lorne to lead her upstairs.  As she
entered the bedroom behind him, she thought "I can't believe I'm doing
this!"  Lorne interrupted any further thoughts as the handsome Black
doctor's lips closed on
hers, his tongue probing her mouth gently, but with an urgency which
wouldn't be denied.  She inhaled his scent deeply, feeling the heat
building inside her, clinging to him tightly as his lips caressed her
neck.

Kymber felt herself lifted by strong arms as Lorne carried her to the
bed.  He stood over her for a moment, his coffee-black eyes locked
onto hers as he began to undress her.  Kymber tingled in anticipation
as he removed her blouse and bra, massaging the firm flesh with his
hands, before peeling away her skirt.  Clad only in sea-green silk
panties, she watched as Lorne removed his shirt, absently licking her
lips at the sight of his hairless chest.

Lorne undressed quickly, glad to have his swollen manhood finally free
from its cloth prison, eased himself into Kymber's open arms.  Their
lips met again, turning up the heat another notch.  Moving down her
body, he flicked his tongue across each nipple in turn, causing the
fleshy buttons to grow
harder, before continuing down across her flat stomach.  Kymber's
breathing was becoming faster as she felt his tongue slip under the
waistband of her panties.  She reached down to remove them; Lorne
stopped her.

"No, don't," he whispered, pressing her back gently.  He could feel
the heat of her sex through the flimsy material as he nuzzled her
mound, rubbing his face against the spreading patch of wetness there.
Her scent was musky and intoxicating as he exposed the tangle of
flaming red hair, snaking his tongue between the puffy lips.  Kymber
spread her long legs wider, giving him greater access to her center as
he lapped the tangy, salty dewdrops from her, increasing the flames of
passion which were threatening to consume her.

With a smooth motion, Lorne turned himself.  Placing one hand under
her bottom and lifting her, he removed the thin material surrounding
her sex.  He lifted her to his mouth and drank deeply of her essence,
his tongue covering every square inch of her overheated flesh.  She
began thrusting her hips against his hot mouth as he sucked her
enlarged, clitoris, running his tongue in quick circles around the
sensitive head.  Kymber was breathing harder and faster as he fucked
his tongue inside her, feeling his invading flesh spreading her with
its passage before returning to savage her clit.

As Lorne drove a pair of crossed fingers into her steaming cave,
Kymber reached up, filling her hand with his throbbing erection.  She
pulled the head toward her waiting mouth using her tongue to wipe the
large, crystal-clear dewdrop from the slit of his cock before clamping
her mouth around the
bulbous head.  Lorne gasped at the new sensation and doubled his
efforts, feeling the delicious heat and wetness of her mouth.

Kymber sucked on the spongy head of his shaft, enjoying the feel of
it.  Working her way down the thick shaft, her tongue traced along the
large veins that ran the full length of him, cupping sac feeling the
delightful heaviness there.  She could feel his tongue and fingers
working in concert to push her
over the edge.  As she came, she ground herself against him, riding
out the pleasure wave he masterfully created within her.

Lorne was having his own problems.  Between Kymber's twitching
spurting love center and the maddening ache in his balls, he was
beyond reason.  He slowly wiped the back of his hand across his face,
wet with her copious flow and positioned himself at her entrance.

"Yes, yes!" she cried.  "Give it to me!"  She punctuated her demands
by jerking her hips upwards to meet his thick shaft, giving a squeal
of delight as his cock knob split her sex.  Lorne groaned in ecstasy
as he slid deep into her until he felt the entrance to her womb.  Once
fully impaled, he stopped, savoring the delicious tightness that
surrounded him.  He could feel the tremors that ran through the
stretched inner walls against his hot shaft.  Kymber's wide green eyes
were wild with lust as she dug her fingers into his back.

"No!  No!  Don't stop now!" she moaned feverishly.  "Finish it . . .
finish me!"

Lorne withdrew until just the head remained inside her before plunging
deep inside her.  Feeling crazed with lust, he filled her tightness
repeatedly with long strokes that slurped obscenely with their
combined juices.  He could feel Kymber bucking under him wildly as she
succumbed to her second orgasm, her eyes screwed tightly shut against
the onslaught of pleasure.  Unable to withstand the incredible
pressure building inside his seed-filled sac, he rammed into her
yielding flesh as his cock swelled inside her.

A brilliant flash of white light flashed behind his eyes as he erupted
inside her, spilling his seed into her in great spurts.  Each pulse
sent an intense current of pleasure through him, overloading his
tortured senses as he emptied his love into Kymber. . . 

*   *   *

"...glad that you both feel this way.  I know I'll be very happy
here." Kymber's words snapped Lorne out of his daydream.  Etienne was
looking at him closely, having noticed the glazed look that fell over
him a moment ago.  "What was he thinking about?" she wondered.

"Yes, well, welcome to the family!", he managed to say, his voice a
little thick.  "Okay!  If there's nothing else, I've got some work to
do.  I'll see you two later."

Lorne Williams left the room - a bit too quick, thought Eti.  Turning
to her "sister," she asked.  "What do you want to do after we eat?",
watching until she heard the patio door slide closed.  Before Kymber
could answer, Eti silenced her with a finger across her lips.
"There's something we have to
discuss," she whispered.


Part III, Chapter Six

"You're what!"  Kymber sat in the chair so hard her teeth clicked.
"Pregnant?  How . . ."  Realizing the silliness of her question,
Kymber shook her head.  "Does your father know?"

Etienne had been smiling - right until that question.  Sighing, she
sat on the edge of her bed.  "No," she replied.  "I haven't told him
yet."  Kymber could see that Eti was having trouble deciding how and
when she was going to tell her father that, well, he was going to be a
father.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I don't know!  I don't know how he's going to react and, frankly,
I'm afraid." 

Kymber moved to sit next to her.  "Listen.  You want me to tell him?",
she asked, knowing Eti would prefer to tell him herself - but also
letting Eti know she didn't have to face the announcement alone.

Eti smiled.  "No - but thanks anyway.  Hey, I appreciate the offer,
though."

"How far along are you?"

"As close as I can figure it, two months.  I've got an appointment to
see Dr. Edwards on Tuesday and I suppose she'll tell me all the
details then."

"Oh, Eti!  I'm so happy for you!"  Kymber said as she leaned over to
hug the new mother-to-be. 

Sighing, Etienne said, "Now the only thing I have to do is tell Dad."
Without warning, Eti began to giggle.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing!"  More giggles.  "I'm having my father's baby.  Does
this mean I'm giving birth to my own brother or sister - and is he a
father and grandfather, too?"  Peals of laughter erupted from Etienne
and, after thinking about it, Kymber joined in the laughter.

"So, - a giggle - are you going to tell him?"

Etienne wiped the tears from her eyes.  "After dinner," she sniffed.
Regaining their composure, the two women looked at each other.  And
burst out laughing . . . 


Part III, Chapter Seven

In the yard, Lorne had just finished mowing the lawn when he heard the
hysterical laughter flowing from Etienne's room.  Puzzled, he wondered
what they'd found so funny - and gave up after a few moments.  He
shook his head, thinking no matter how old they got, girls would
always be girls.

Putting the mower away, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a
glass of lemonade, the tangy sweetness sending a rush of coolness
through him as he drained and refilled the glass.  He sat at the table
and pondered the situation.

On one side there's Etienne.  Though they'd been lovers for three
years, it never failed to amaze him at how natural and right it felt,
especially since she resembled her mother in so many ways.  It had
taken him a while to get used to their incestuous relationship but he
managed, remembering Eti's
words to him.

"Dad, I know I could never replace Mom.  I know how much she meant to
you.  Nevertheless, we have each other now and, since we have this
love, things could never be wrong." 

On the other side, there's Kymber.  He knew that she'd need all the
love and support she could get now that Geoff was gone.  Lewdly, he
thought that having two hot and desirable women around would be fun.
Just the mere thought of doing both of them had his cock stirring.

*    *    *

They filled dinner with the usual small talk found at most tables -
except the topics were quite different.  Kymber, having spent the
afternoon unpacking and putting away stuff, was regaling Etienne with
her version of the second time she and Lorne had made love.  Lorne was
doing his best ostrich impression as Eti looked at him with
astonishment written on her lovely visage.

"Dad," she said with mock sternness.  "You never told me about you and
Kymber.  You dirty old man!"  Eti got up, taking empty plates to the
sink.  "Hmpf.  Let you out of my sight for one moment and what
happens?"  Kymber was doing her best not to add to Lorne's plight by
laughing.

"And you, young lady," Eti said, waggling a finger at her friend.
"Once wasn't enough for you, eh?  I just don't know what to do with
you!"

Lorne couldn't resist.  "You didn't say that last night, now did you?"
Kymber blushed - a dark crimson - and Eti was speechless.  "Hm," he
chuckled, "Obviously not."  He ducked as a dish towel went sailing
over his head and beat a hasty retreat to the living room with Eti and
Kymber hot on his heels.

Lorne came to an abrupt stop and threw up his hands.  "I surrender!"

Eti and Kymber took seats on the plush sofa while Lorne made himself
comfortable in his favorite chair.  "So, ladies!  What's on the agenda
for this evening?  Anyone up for a movie?"

The two young women exchanged looks.  "Well?" asked Kymber.  "What are
you waiting for?"  Eti remained silent.

Lorne looked from one to the other before asking, "What's going on?"
In the silence which followed, he watched as Kymber was gesturing
frantically in Eti's direction while the latter really looked as if
she'd rather be somewhere else.

A hint of sternness crept into his voice.  "Okay, out with it.  Is
there something I should know?"

"I'll say," Kymber mysteriously replied.

Etienne finally spoke.  "Dad, there's something I have to tell you."
Lorne crossed his arms and waited for her to continue.

"Dad, do you love me?"

"Of course, Peaches.  Why do you ask?"  Lorne was beginning to get the
feeling he wasn't going to like the answer.

"I just wanted to know.  That's all."  Kymber rolled her eyes to look
at the ceiling.

"Now, why don't I believe you?"

Kymber jumped in.  "You want me to tell him?"  Etienne shook her head
vigorously.

"Tell me what?", asked Lorne, his confusion growing.

Etienne looked directly at her father.  "She wants to know if I want
her to tell you . . .  that I'm pregnant."

As if he didn't hear her, he said, "You're what?"

"Pregnant."  Eti slid closer to Kymber, who put an arm around her.

Realization hit Lorne like the proverbial ton of bricks.  "Pregnant.
Pregnant!? Oh, Lord . . . "

Kymber was smiling.  "Isn't it wonderful?"

Clearly rocked by this announcement, Lorne stood and began pacing the
spacious room.  His emotions were running wild, sending him careening
from one extreme to another at the speed of thought.

"Pregnant," he repeated absently.  He looked up.  "But, how . . . , I
mean, your pills . . ."

"They didn't work," Eti supplied, her worried expression speaking
volumes.

Lorne sat on the arm of the chair, his face reflecting the shock of
Eti's announcement.  "I don't know what to say," he said with great
uncertainty.  "I'm not sure how I feel right now," he confessed.
"This is a great moment, but . . ."  He turned to face his daughter.
"Honey, are you sure?"

Eti, regaining her composure, nodded.  "Yes, I'm sure.  I've got an
appointment with Dr. Edwards.  I hope you're not angry with me."

"Angry?  No, Peaches!  I'm not angry.  I'm just . . .  surprised!"
Lorne crossed to where Eti and Kymber were sitting.  Kneeling, he held
Eti's hands, feeling them tremble.  "However, I can't think about that
right now.  There are more important matters to discuss."

"Like how I'm going to explain being pregnant to everyone, right?"  As
far as anyone knew, Eti wasn't seeing anyone socially.

"Making sure that we have a healthy baby, too."  Both Kymber and Eti
nodded at this.  As a geneticist, Lorne was all too aware of the
possibility of genetic defects occurring.  Over the last year, Lorne
had done as much research as he could on the subject of incest.  One
thing he learned was incestual pregnancies did not always produce
genetic monstrosities. He even found an incest help line on the
Internet and finding their advice and support more than helpful,
corresponded with them frequently to gain useful information which
eventually helped them become the loving family they were now.

Kymber spoke.  "Well!  Now that it's out in the open, what can I do to
help?"

Both Lorne and Etienne smiled at Kymber.  "For a start, " Eti began,
"You can go with me to the doctor's office - then we can go shopping!"
As the ladies discussed their plans, Lorne stood and looked around the
room, thinking of how pleasant having a baby in the house again would
be.

"This calls for a celebration," he declared.  "Where should we go and
what should we do?"


Part III, Chapter Eight

Etienne felt vulnerable as the speculum invaded her, wincing at the
discomfort as it opened her for inspection.

"Okay, that part's done," came Dr. Edwards' voice.  "You can relax for
a moment."

"You know, I really hate this," Eti said, her voice tight.  She tried
to adjust her position in the stirrups to make herself as comfortable
as possible.

"I know you do, dear.  Now be still.  I'll be done in a moment."
Donning a pair of gloves, Dr. Edwards began her internal exam.  After
what was an eternity, Eti felt the hand withdraw, followed by the
sound of gloves coming off.  She was relieved when Dr. Edwards removed
the speculum, leaving her strangely empty and a bit queasy.

"Well, there's no doubt that you're going to have a baby.
Congratulations are in order.  Everything looks and feels fine."

Struggling to sit up, Etienne asked "How far along am I?"

"Oh, I'd say about three months, give or take a day or two.  We'll
know more when the rest of the tests come back.  We should schedule
you for an ultrasound in another few weeks."

Eti listened to the doctor's voice as she dressed while thinking there
was a lot to remember when you're pregnant - appointments, vitamins,
diet, exercise, the delivery date, things to do before and after . . .
The list was growing every day!

The doctor continued.  "You've been pretty lucky not having morning
sickness, so I won't have to prescribe anything for nausea.  Are there
any other questions?"

"No, I think you've answered most of them.  See you in a couple of
weeks!"

After dropping Kymber off at home, Eti drove to the lab.  She couldn't
help thinking about how her life was changing.  Already, she could
feel the changes her body was undergoing; her breasts were fuller,
heavier and much more sensitive than usual.  She thought to have her
father or Kymber sucking on her nipples would be quite an experience.
Eti absently patted her stomach as if confirming the presence of the
bulge growing there.

She remembered the doctor's words about how her moods may rapidly
change from one moment to the next because of the hormonal changes
taking place inside her.  While sitting at a traffic light, she closed
her eyes and could somehow sense the child growing in her womb.

As she pulled into the lab's parking complex, Etienne reminded herself
that she'd have to put in for maternity leave and to leave a message
with Kathy in human relations.  She allowed herself a wry grin,
thinking to have a baby sure meant filing out a lot of forms!
Stepping off the elevator, Kymber and the other women she worked with
greeted Eti - and the looks on their faces told her a certain
green-eyed redhead had let the cat out of the bag.

As they gathered around Eti to offer their congratulations, she gave
Kymber a withering stare.  Kymber smiled and shrugged.  "Sorry, Eti -
I just couldn't keep it to myself!"  When everyone returned to their
tasks, Eti motioned Kymber into an empty office.

"Kymmie," she began, "I'm not mad - it's just that I don't want to
have to answer a lot of questions about, ahem, who the father is, if
you know what I mean."  Etienne could tell by Kymber's shocked
expression she hadn't thought about that.

"Oh, no!  I just forgot!"

Before the emerald-eyed beauty could start kicking herself, Eti said,
"Hey!  Don't do this to yourself - no harm, no foul, okay?"  She gave
her friend a quick hug.  "We'll talk about it on the way home."

*    *    *

Eti was relaxing in the passenger seat as Kymber navigated through the
rush hour traffic.  The reception at the office and plans for a baby
shower had prompted many questions about the father of the baby.  Eti
had done her best to deflect most of the questions, telling her
coworkers his identity wasn't important.  Eti knew her evasiveness
would spark many a rumor and, eventually, her father would hear of
them.

Eti sighed, knowing her father would be concerned about these rumors -
but she thought it could work to their advantage.  The people at the
lab would be so busy trying to identify the mystery father that no one
would suspect Lorne.

Kymber broke through her thinking.  "Eti, I'm really sorry about this.
You know I didn't do it on purpose."

"I know, I know.  We have to be careful; if anyone were to find out,
my God, there would be more trouble than we could ever deal with."
Kymber nodded somberly, lapsing into silence.

Secretly, she envied Etienne's condition; she had tried getting
pregnant by her father - but the accident had made sure it would never
happen.  Tears welled in her eyes as she thought about the last time
they had made love.

Kymber had recognized how the party had changed her life.  There was
the love growing inside her for Lorne Williams; the handsome Black man
had awakened something within her.  Thus, Kymber had planned her visit
to see him.  She had left Lorne feeling more in love with him, her
craving for him momentarily sated.

*    *    *

Alone in her room, she undressed and stretched out across the bed,
concentrating on the feeling deep inside her, warm like a banked coal.
Her fingers went to her mound and spread her ample lips there.  A
delicious tingle fluttered through her as her fingers touched the
still-sensitive bud of her clitoris.  As she was about to explore
further, she heard a tap at her door.  "Hi, Dad," she called out.

Geoff Levin stuck his head in.  "Hi, Kymmie - I thought I heard you
come in."  Entering the room, noticing her state of undress.  "Am I
interrupting something?"  Taking in her firm young body caused a
stirring inside him.

"No, Dad," she answered.  "I was just laying here thinking."

"About what, Princess?"

"Lorne Williams.  I just came from his house."

"Really?  How's Eti?"

"I don't know; she wasn't there."

"Then, why . . ."  Geoff began, feeling a brief pang of jealousy.

"I think you know why," was the shameless reply.

"I see."  Despite his calm statement, a seed of hot passion was
growing inside him as he thought about his friend and his daughter.

Kymber propped herself up on her elbows, hearing the tone of his
voice.  "Oh, Daddy, please don't be upset."

"I thought that, well, after the party we, um . . ."

"Daddy, I love you and we've been having some great fun together, but
I love him, too."

Geoff sighed as he sat next to his flame-haired daughter.  "I think I
understand.  Was it worth it?"

"Daddy, he was magnificent!"  Tactfully, she added.  "He makes me feel
the same way you do!"  It hadn't been hard to figure out the older
Levin's feelings were stinging.  Her words worked as Geoff relaxed.
"Oh, come here!" she said, opening her arms.

Geoff fell into her warm embrace and they kissed.  He reached between
them and began kneading the creamy, fleshy globes of her breasts,
running his thumbs across the stiffening buds of her nipples.

"Ooooh that feels good," the younger Levin cooed, feeling the warmth
spreading through her.  Her own hand had found the growing bulge in
his pants and she gave it a loving squeeze.  Geoff raised himself
slightly to help Kymber undo his pants, never taking his mouth from
the nipple he was teasing with his teeth.

"Ah, there it is!" she exclaimed as her father's erection popped free,
the head red and angry-looking as it continued to fill with his hot
blood.  Geoff let out a groan of displeasure as Kymber sat up, her
nipple falling from between his lips.  Bending her head to his
phallus, Kymber noted while not as thick and long as Lorne's, it was
just as beautiful.  She lowered her mouth to him, her tongue flicking
around the knob and feeling him throb in her hand.

"Oh, baby," he moaned as she slipped more of his cock into her
luscious, wet mouth.  Opening his eyes slightly, he took in the sight
of Kymber's head bobbing.  As she sucked him, Kymber's thick red hair
moved like flowing lava.  Her lips formed a tight seal which sent wave
after wave of pleasure through him.  He reached out and grabbed her
leg, signaling to her allow him some fun.

Kymber complied, lowering her now-drenched pussy onto his face.  She
was still tender from her session with Lorne and it just added to her
excitement.  Even the light touches of his breath were enough to drive
her insane.  Geoff nuzzled his face into her hot sex, tasting the
juices flowing from her.  He could taste the remnants of Lorne's seed
and it excited him further as he drove his tongue into the flesh of
his flesh, causing her to grind her bottom against his face.

Father and daughter sucked and licked at each other, both lost in
their private pleasure.  Geoff had found Kymber's erect clit, idly
thinking how small it was compared to Etienne Williams'.  He could see
it protruding from its sheath, pulsing with every beat of her heart
and went back to sucking it. 
Gently at first, then with great urgency, he tongued her love button.
Kymber gasped at the sudden attack and lifted her mouth from him,
rocking her firm ass against him while holding on to his erect member.

"Yes, yes," she hissed.  "Suck me!"  Geoff responded by increasing his
speed and inserting a finger into his daughter's pussy.  "Ooh, Daddy,
I'm gonna do it!"  Geoff braced himself, feeling her canal contracting
against his finger.  "NO!" she screamed as her orgasm claimed her, the
juice flowing from her.  She collapsed, feeling the throbbing heat of
his cock against her cheek.  "Don't stop, don't stopdon'tstopdon't . .
."

She lapsed into silence as the second wave flowed over her.  Geoff
face was wet and abraded from the thick growth of auburn as she ground
her sex into his face, cutting off his breathing for a moment.  A
moment of delicious panic hit him as the young beauty continued to
ride his mouth, her words inaudible with his head trapped firmly
between her legs.

Realizing his plight, Kymber reluctantly removed her steaming pussy
from his face.  "Sorry," she muttered as she positioned herself over
his rod.  Geoff was gasping for breath as, in one swift movement, his
daughter impaled herself on his maleness.

"Your turn," she said, smiling evilly.  Without giving him a chance to
recover, she began riding his stiff pole, slamming down on it until
their pubic bones ground together.  "Oh, yeah," she sighed, as she
leaned forward to allow her father to fill her hot flesh.  The feeling
of being spread open delighted her as she listened to the wet sounds
their bodies were making.

"Come on, give it to me," she said.  "Give me your sperm, Daddy."

Geoff was doing his best to hold back, never wanting the moment to
end.  However, she was too hot and wet, clenching her vaginal muscles
against his thickness and Geoff knew he'd be unable to hold back the
tide.

"Fill me with it - come on - cream me!"  Her pleas were becoming more
strident as she pounded her bottom against him, her breasts jiggling
crazily.

Geoff could feel his sac tighten, an almost painful sensation.  His
cock grew thick inside her and the first spurts of his love began to
jet from him.  "Yes!" Kymber squealed as she felt the hot sticky fluid
coat her insides.  Geoff grimaced as his cock continued to pulse
inside her - he had never experienced such an intense orgasm before.

Without warning, Kymber rose from him and plunged her mouth over his
still-spasming tool, catching the last few spurts of cream on her
tongue.  She savored the saltiness of his essence as she swallowed the
pearly fluid.

*    *    *

"You missed the turn."

"Huh?"  Etienne voice had startled Kymber.  "I did what?"

She turned to find Etienne staring at her, a whimsical look on her
face.  "The turn into the development.  You missed it."

"Oh, hell," she said, the embarrassment causing her to blush.  She
pulled over, looked around, and made an U-turn.  "I don't know what I
was thinking about," she said, more to herself than to her passenger.

Eti was smiling broadly.  "I don't know either, but it had to be
something.  Are you okay?"

Her blush deepened.  "Yeah, I'm okay."  Kymber drove up the driveway
in silence.  She pulled into the garage and killed the engine.

Lorne entered the garage.  "Is everything okay?" he asked.  "I saw you
drive by and wondered if anything was wrong."

Eti was laughing.  "I think somebody was a million miles away,
thinking nasty thoughts.  You should have seen her nipples!  They were
about to tear a hole in her blouse!"  Kymber flashed Eti a "later for
you" look.  "They were not!" she protested.

Lorne looked at both women, scratching his head.  "Come on inside -
dinner's ready."  The two lovelies followed him, giggling.

After dinner, Lorne listening patiently as Etienne told him of her
visit with Dr. Edwards.  "That's good news," he said.  "Did she ask
about whom the father is?"  Concern etched his dark features.

"Not really," Eti answered.  "She was more concerned with making sure
everything was fine."

As the two talked and made plans for the new arrival, Kymber was
beginning to hatch a plan of her own.

[continues]

Rob Morton

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