Intensive Care 3

Intensive Care 3

by Rachael DMM

There was no hotel room for me that night. I ended up staying by my father’s side, watching him, talking to him, and occasionally touching his cock. I was tempted to do more but didn’t want to go there without Abi there to help me. It started as something I desperately wanted to hide, and now all I wanted was to have her around to share it with. It somehow made what I was doing seem less shameful. Even if it wasn’t.

We had gotten my father to cum twice - once in my mouth, and once in Abi’s. Her prostate trick worked like she said it would. I couldn’t wait to try it with a conscious guy. It was fascinating how the human body worked.

Abi came into the room just before nightfall looking as cute as ever. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail, and if I wasn’t mistaken she had more eye makeup than usual. It looked sexy as fuck. Had she done that for me?

Without saying a word, she handed me a new three-pack of panties and then pulled my dad’s sheet back, sighing at the sight of his big, fat cock. If she had come in a minute earlier, she would have caught me playing with his balls. She grabbed it and gave his thick penis a few tugs. I knew she wanted it as much as I did. Only I’d been wanting it a lot longer than she had.

“Cocks and cunts,” she said out of nowhere. “That’s all I can think about lately. Cocks and cunts…”

I didn’t say anything, but I knew exactly how she was feeling. I’d spent most of the day fantasizing that she and I were roommates and lived as nudists with the freedom to grab the other’s ass, or suck a tit, or finger a pussy whenever the desire arose. Damn, that would be so much fun! Could it ever be more than just a fantasy?

“How’s he doing?” I asked to break the tension.

“Good. Still good…just, good.” She seemed distracted, and not only by my dad’s dick.

“So, more blowjobs tonight? And…butt stuff?”

She nodded absently and sighed…again. “We could, or…”

“Or…?”

“Or we could take things up a notch.”

“Meaning what?”

“You and your dad seriously never had sex?” She asked like it was weird that we hadn’t.

“Of course not!” I said a little too quickly. I didn’t want her to think I was judging her and her past.

“Sorry, I have to keep reminding myself that I’m the one who’s screwed up.” She let go of his erection and pulled the sheet over his hard penis to hide it…sort of. “When my dad and I started fooling around, I thought that was just normal. I assumed all girls played with their fathers like that. It was natural for a girl to suck her dad’s dick, or to let him eat her out, or fuck him. It’s what everyone did, right?”

I didn’t know what to say. I tried to imagine what my life would be like if my dad had molested me like that. Maybe I’d be a nurse now instead of a directionless twenty-something.

“Then, somewhere around my sophomore year in high school, I figured out that I was the only one having sex with her own dad. I felt like such a freak. Not just because of what I was doing, but because I didn’t want to stop. I liked it too much and didn’t want to give it up.” She pulled the sheet down again, took my hand, and placed it on my dad’s hard-on. I instinctively gripped it and held it tight. I had to face up to the idea that I didn’t want to stop either. If he did wake up, how was I going to convince him that he should let me touch his cock, and suck it, and that we should do everything together? How was I going to convince him that he should commit incest with his own daughter?

I hadn’t thought of it in those terms before, but that’s what it was…incest. The word held a significance it never had for me before. A kind of power. Instead of being a word that engendered disgust like it had before, it sparked excitement and anticipation. It was something that wasn’t bad - it was tempting, and in a way it was beautiful. Maybe when this was all over my thinking on the topic would revert back to how it should be.

“So…take it up a notch?” I prodded, trying to get my mind back on track.

She nodded. “Remember the guy I told you about?”

“The one who fucked his mother?”

“Yeah…him…” She didn’t go on and just left that hanging out there. It took me a few seconds too long to catch on, but then it became clear what she was saying.

“Wait, so…you think I should fuck my dad?”

She looked at me. Her lips moved slightly, but there were no words.

“No…you can’t be serious. How would I even…he wouldn’t…why would I…could we even…” My disjointed response sputtered out and I just gawked at his penis and couldn’t help imagining lowering myself down onto it. Fuck, that would feel so good…

“Or, we can just keep blowing him for the rest of the week and hope that does something. But…” Abi shrugged. “We seem to have plateaued. He’s doing better, but there hasn’t been any meaningful improvement in the past day or so. I mean, I’d be happy to keep swallowing his load if that’s what you want. I know you like it as much as I do, but I think we have to step things up if we want to get real results.”

“And you believe fucking him will do that?”

“I’ve seen it work before.”

“In one case,” I argued weakly.

“Three,” she said and cringed a little. “A wife did it with her husband, and he got better. And then there was a father who helped his daughter after she had a drug overdose.”

“And they all got better?”

“There was one that didn’t work. A guy had a stroke, and his girlfriend tried this ‘method,’ but he didn’t recover. Afterward, she told me they were getting ready to break up just before it happened… so…I don’t know.”

“That means your method has a 75% success rate,” I said as if that had any scientific merit. “But I can’t fuck my own father like that.”

“I’m not saying it will work for sure, just that I’ve seen how effective it can be. It’s like they need something to live for, and the sex gives them that…at least sex with someone they really love. Maybe someone they’ve always wanted but thought they could never have.”

“You make it sound so easy.”

Neither of us said anything for a time. My fingers found their way back to his cock. I touched him. Ran my touch lightly along the length of his shaft. Cradled his loose balls, felt the weight of them, knowing that’s where I started. If it wasn’t for those balls, I wouldn’t be alive today.

“Look,” Abi finally said, “I fucked my dad just because it felt good. I wasn’t doing it to save anyone’s life.” She put her hand on mine, and we both fondled him together. “You already put his cock in your mouth, this would be like that, but just in a different orifice. That’s all.”

“Simple as that.”

“If you let it be.” She came around to my side of the bed and hugged me. I felt her strength seeping into me. Her sustaining energy fed my hope.

“It’s just a penis,” she said softly. “You’ve had dozens of cocks in you.” She was overestimating my track record, but I understood her point. “Yes, he’s your father, but he loves you. He’s loved you for your whole life. And now he needs you…more than ever.”

“And you really think it will help?”

She kissed me softly on the cheek. “I do.”

“You think I should fuck my own dad.”

“I think you should put your hot daddy’s hard cock up inside your tight, wet cunt and ride it like you’ve always wanted to.”

How did she know about that? I guess my daddy fantasies weren’t all that unique. Did every girl want to fuck their father at some point in their life? Maybe…probably.

“Okay…I’ll do it.”

“Should I go find a condom?”

“No. If I’m going to do this, I’m going to do it right.”

“That’s my girl.” This came with a hard slap on my ass. “I’ll be right back.” She hurried out and I was left alone with my father, and his very persistent boner. I wanted to deny that I was looking forward to this, but I couldn’t. Not only did I want it, but I needed it. I always had. I might never get another chance like this. I had to acknowledge that I’d made up my mind the second Abi suggested it. I was only pretending that I needed her to convince me. Why? Who knows.

Abi came back and closed the door. Cheryl is on break, and Judy is updating records, so now’s the time. How’s your pussy?”

“Wet.”

“Good.” She went to the monitors and made some adjustments. She then went and withdrew his catheter. I don’t know why, but I found that oddly arousing. Abi fiddled with the connections on this chest, then turned to me and nodded. “He’s ready.”

“Should I get naked?”

“I think you should. And I’m pretty sure he thinks you should, too!”

I felt a bit ridiculous, but I stripped down to nothing. I liked the way Abi kept looking at me as she drew the curtain for us to have more privacy.

“Okay, now what?”

“Get up on top of him…here…” she moved a step stool from behind something and placed it in front of me. I climbed up, and after a bit of fumbling, I was mounted over my father’s hips.

”I think you know what to do from here, right?”

“Right,” I confirmed, but suddenly wasn’t sure I did. It’s not like I’m some kind of submissive girl, but I’d always let the guy take the lead. This wasn’t possible at the moment, so it was up to me.

I squatted over my father and held his cock upright. I hesitated. This didn’t even seem like it was even real.

“Want me to hold it for you?”

I was able to do it, but I knew she was dying to be involved. “Okay, sure. I’m going to lower myself down, just make sure you line it up with…my hole, I guess.”

“I got you, girl.” She assumed control over his cock and I took a deep breath. This was actually going to happen.

I lowered myself down slowly. I felt the spongy softness of his cock head touch my pussy lips, then Abi adjusted so it was at my opening. The opening of my pussy. My father’s cock was poised to enter my vagina. Moment of truth.

Down just a little more, and he was inside. Maybe only an inch or so…just the tip, as they say. My whole body was alive like it never had been before. My nipples were hard, my clit was hard, and my legs were strong. For some odd reason, I felt like I was on the brink of becoming a woman for the first time. I wasn’t a virgin by any means, but this was going to be the most important fuck of my life. I eased myself lower.

My father’s cock slowly filled me. His thickness stretched me. His warm firmness completed me like no other man ever had. This is what my pussy was made for. This was my purpose in life. To fuck my father gave me meaning like I’d never known before. I was feeling a little drunk all of the sudden.

“That’s it, baby, all the way down,” Abi coached. I’d almost forgotten that she was there. The sound of her voice was more than a comfort, it was a confirmation that this was not only right but the most right thing I’d ever done in my life.

“Oh, God, this feels so good,” I blurted out unintentionally.

“Of course it does, sweetie. That’s your daddy’s cock. He’s inside you - just where he needs to be. Right where you need him to be. Now fuck him. Fuck him like you’ve always dreamed about.”

And that’s just what I did. With my feet planted firmly on each edge of the bed, I pumped up and down on him. It seemed impossible, but it was the best sex I’d ever had. Was it because it was my father I was fucking? Was it because Abi was right there with me? Or, was it because she was tickling my asshole as I fucked him?

Whatever it was, I became filled with a glorious sense of being. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I fell forward and began kissing him on the lips. The lips that I’d felt on my forehead a thousand times. The lips I always wanted to kiss. The lips I had often fantasized would one day kiss my pussy. I remembered what Abi said about the guy who she found fucking his mom.

“I love you, Daddy,” I whispered. Then louder. “I love you so much. I can’t lose you. Do you feel that? Do you? That’s me…that’s my pussy, Daddy. I’m fucking you…I’m fucking your cock. It feels so good…you feel so good inside me. Is this what you need? What you want? What you’ve always wanted? My pussy? Is that it, Daddy? You want to fuck your daughter’s cunt?”

I heard Abi moan behind me. I suspected her other hand was down the front of her scrubs again. I loved that she was so into this. I was dying to taste her pussy again, but I had something else to do first. I pushed down as far as I could go, and my father’s cock was all the way inside me.

“Stay with me, Daddy. I love you more than anything. You can have me whenever you want. I’ll give you my pussy every day if that’s what it takes. Please, Daddy…please…”

It was stupid that I was crying while I was having the greatest sex ever. I could only imagine how good it would be if he were awake. If he were fucking me back. Kissing me back. Loving me back.

Abi’s finger was still messing around with my butthole…only now it was wet. Wait…I looked back. That wasn’t her finger, it was her tongue. Oh God, it just kept getting better and better. She divided her attention between my asshole and my dad’s balls. From the sound of it, she was definitely also fingering herself the whole time. Oh, fuck, that did it for me…

“I’m going to cum,” I moaned. “I’m literally going to cum,” I said, despite hating it when people used the word literally that way.

“Do it, baby. Let go…let it happen,” Abi coached, her hand moving faster as she spoke.

“Fuck me, Daddy…oh, fuck me, please! I closed my eyes and humped like I’d never humped before. I could tell this was going to be a big one…maybe the best orgasm I’d ever had! “Daddy, make me cum…make me cum all over your cock…your big, beautiful, hard cock. Fuck your daughter’s pussy…fuck me, Daddy. Fuck…my…cunt…”

And, with a sudden wave, my orgasm hit me. It was all I could to do keep from screaming out. I couldn’t remember why, but I knew I had to stay quiet. It was like my whole body was plunged into water - warm bath water that infused every pore and teased every nerve. I had reached a pinnacle higher than any I’d ever known before. All the sex I’d had up to this point seemed trivial and bland. This was the only thing that was real, and true, and holy.

The storm peaked, ebbed, and then passed. I lay panting on top of my dad’s body. What had I done? What sins had I committed? What laws of nature had I violated? I was a monster, a slut, a whore…worse than all of those put together. I was a sick, depraved pervert like no other. I was on the verge of having a complete breakdown. Then I felt it.

Hands. Hands on my ass. My father’s hands on my ass, holding me, pulling me against him. I lifted up and saw that he was looking at me. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak. Was I dreaming? Then he smiled, and I knew it was real. I kissed him, and he kissed back!

“Abi! It worked!”

“Wha…?”

And then his cock was moving in me. It wasn’t me doing it…it was him. He was fucking me. My dad was fucking my pussy! I put a tit to his mouth and he gratefully began sucking on it. He was alive! Awake and alive like never before. I was going to have to explain to him what I was doing, but that could wait. I began fucking him back, and he began sucking harder.

“Holy fuck,” Abi whispered, stepping back and pulling her pants down. “Go for it…fuck, yes!”

I was sweating all over, and I had never been so happy in my life. I didn’t care how wrong it all was, it had worked and that’s all that mattered.

“Claire,” my dad’s voice was raspy but strong. “I love you,” he whispered and squeezed my butt, taking my nipple back into his mouth and suckling me like a hungry baby.

The tears began to fall unbidden. “I love you, Daddy, so much. So, so much!” I should have been ashamed of myself, but I was proud and feeling obscenely courageous. I had done this…I had saved him…my pussy had brought him back. My cunt could perform miracles!

Abi hunched over and grunted a series of guttural grunts. I hadn’t seen her cum that hard before. I was overwhelmed and could feel another orgasm of my own approaching. It was just a distant sense, but growing…fast. My father’s grip dug into my backside, his fingers right up in my crack, spreading my cheeks apart. It felt wonderful.

“I’m going to cum,” he rasped through gritted teeth.

“Do it. Cum for me, Daddy. Cum in me. I want you to. Do it.” I rode him faster, wanting this more than I’d ever wanted anything. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my pussy hard.”

His body tensed up and he pushed his cock way up into me and released. My father was cumming inside me…filling me with his sperm…fertilizing his own daughter. What an incredible moment. And it was made even more incredible when the reality of it all sparked off another orgasm in me.

My cunt spasmed around my father’s cock…his thick, hard cock. And again, and again. This wasn’t just a single orgasm, but a whole series of them one on top of the other. I didn’t question it and just let it happen. I did as Abi had told me and simply let go. The crisis was over, the stress flowed out of me, the love filled me, and all was right with the world.

I collapsed on top of my dad, and he hugged me. He kissed me on the forehead, and I started crying all over again. I had him back. And my life was forever changed. But, strangely, I wasn’t scared at all. I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew that with my dad there I would be okay…better than okay.

One of the machines started to beep and squeal.

“Shit! The heart monitor!” She quickly pulled her pants up, and her top down. “Hurry, get dressed, they’ll be here any second.” She pulled my dad’s sheet up once I got off of him. “Okay, relax and pretend like you’re just waking up. Be cool,” she quickly said to him. He gave me a wink, then closed his eyes and pretended to be out.

I barely got my clothes on before two nurses came in looking concerned. They went straight to my father, giving me a chance to button the last button. “I…I think his eyes were open…” I said, hoping that would make sense. One of the nurses moved to the IV thingie and did something. She was smelling the air as she did…would she recognize the lingering scent of freshly fucked pussy?

I looked around and didn’t see Abi. What the fuck? Had I imagined that she was here the whole time? The bathroom door opened and she silently stepped out. She acted like she just came into the room from the ward. “What’s the status?” she asked, sounding very professional.

“It looked like some type of cardiac event, but she said his eyes were open.”

“Cheryl, get me a blood pressure reading. Judy, prepare 5,000 units of Heparin. Miss,” she said, addressing me ”Please step over her out of the way.” Abi went into action, checking his pulse, disconnecting something attached to his chest, and turning off a warning beeper that was driving me crazy. “Mr. Reynolds, can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.” Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked expectantly at Abi. She smiled. “Positive response. Mr. Reynolds, are you awake? Can you open your eyes?”

There was a breathless pause. Dad’s eyes fluttered and they opened. Despite myself, I broke out in a loud sob, even though I already knew he was okay. One of the nurses, Cheryl I think, came to me and led me to his bedside. “Mr. Reynolds, your daughter is here.”

“Claire?” he croaked and reached out for me. I was bawling like a baby as I took his hand and held it tight. “What’s going on?”

I wasn’t sure if he was really asking or if he was just putting on a show for the nurses. It didn’t matter either way, so I explained to him where he was and why he was there. No one questioned anything, and it all seemed perfectly normal (as long as no one checked his dick and found the catheter was out and that he was covered in a whole lot of my pussy juice!).

A doctor eventually came in to check in on things. Abi stayed close by to distract him or to point him in the direction she wanted him to pay attention to. He seemed satisfied, and talked to me as if I should be giving him credit for my dad’s miraculous recovery…but I knew the truth.

Eventually, things settled down, and it was just me, Abi, and my dad left alone in the room.

“Dad, I…” He held up a hand.

“Not tonight, sweetheart. There’s a lot for us to discuss, but I can’t right now.”

“I’m sorry, but…”

“Honey, no need to say anything just yet. We’ll figure it all out, don’t worry. You have all the time in the world to explain everything you want to explain.”

Abi came to my side and put her arm around me. I turned and gave her a kiss without thinking. I quickly checked to see if my dad has seen that. He was smiling knowingly.

“Um…this is Abi…Abigail…we kinda became friends over the past week.”

“So I heard,” he said with a wink. Shit, how much did he remember? Everything? He chuckled and fished around for the gizmo with the call buttons for the nurses. “Now which one do I press if I want my dick sucked some more?”

“No buttons needed for that,” Abi chirped merrily. She was in her element. She went to him, peeled the sheet back, and got his cock out. It began growing as her deft fingers wagged him at me. I couldn’t…I shouldn’t…not with him watching… “If you don’t want to, I will,” she threatened and began moving toward his penis mouth first.

I hurried and took him from her. “This is…I just…it’s not…” Abi gently pushed my head down into my father’s lap and I stopped trying to make excuses. I just started sucking. He got hard in my mouth…so hard. I could still taste my own juices on him.

Abi moved around behind me, shoved her hand down the back of my pants, and began fingering my pussy from there. My dad just smiled and lay back, enjoying it all. Less than five minutes later he was shooting his load down my throat as he held my head in place. Damn, that felt so good. I really had him back.

Only a couple minutes later, I was getting off to being finger-blasted by my new friend right in front of my father. Apparently, there were no secrets between the three of us. Abi and I then made out for a little bit. As her tongue searched out any of dad’s cum that I’d missed, my dad just watched us and stroked his cock to the show we were putting on.

“If I had known things would turn out like this, I would have changed that lightbulb years ago!” he joked as we both hugged him together.

“I love you, Daddy,” I said and didn’t choke up for the first time since he woke up. “And, thank you, Abi. I love you, too.”

Abi looked at me with surprise. “I think I love you back.” She blinked and smiled. “I really do, Claire…I love you.”

When I said it, I didn’t mean it that way, but then when I heard her say it I realized that maybe I did mean it like that. Exactly like that. She took my hand and placed it firmly on one of her big boobs. The two of us kissed, and Abi somehow managed to bring my dad into it as well. Before we were done, he had a hand on one of her boobs, and the other on one of my little tits.

I had a feeling things were going to get weird, and I couldn’t wait for it!

~ ~ ~

Ironically enough, I was masturbating when I got the call. I wasn’t going to answer, but then I saw it was Abi’s number. I switched off my vibrator and answered.

“I found us a place and put down a deposit,” she said before I could say hello. “It’s big, has high ceilings, is in our price range, and is only a twenty-minute walk from your dad’s place. It’s perfect. How soon can you be here?”

“I already gave my notice and paid my last month’s rent, so it’s just a matter of packing up and getting there.”

“I’m renting a van, and I’ll be there tomorrow to get you. I’m only bringing one dildo for the road, so I’m assuming you have some toys for the ride back?”

Cocks and cunts, that woman thought of nothing else! “Abi, have you been messing around with my dad while I’ve been away?

“No! I swear, I’ve been good. I’m waiting for you to get here before I fuck him, I promise.”

“Okay, then, I trust you.”

“I should hope so…after all, I’m the one who…wait, is that a vibrator I hear?

“Maybe…” I teased as I slipped it into my wet fuck hole.

“You bitch! You know I’m in the middle of my shift. Now I have to go hide in the ladies’ room and finger myself while I listen to you get off?”

“You’re not fooling me, slut, I know you love it.”

“I do. I really do. Now don’t leave out anything…I want every filthy detail.”

“Okay, I’m thinking about my dad doing you doggy style while you eat my pussy…”

I listened to her heavy breathing on the other end of the line as I fucked myself. I couldn’t wait to move in with her. Not only would I be close to my dad again, but maybe I could make my naked roommate fantasy come true. But mostly I couldn’t wait to be with him again.

We hadn’t made love since that night at the hospital, and I was going crazy wondering how it was going to go. It was going to be different, that I was sure of, but would it be as good as I imagined it?

I couldn’t wait to find out!

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