Chapter 120: Musings of a little horny bunny

Rose’s POV

 

I can’t believe that we actually did that… that I actually did that… that I actually said that!

Daddy went home earlier and I am lying on my bed trying to make sense of everything I feel.  Well, not everything, what I feel in my butt is pretty much self-explanatory. Giggle…

No, what I mean is that I would never have thought that I would find the courage to go ahead and let daddy put it in my butt; I guess that half the reason is due to big sis encouragement.  I mean, I have seen how much she loves it, and now I understand why.  The feeling of daddy’s big cock ripping my little butt apart is not easy to describe, for a moment there I was afraid that he would split me in half, but then my pussy got really wet and it felt really, really good!  While I was on the bed, with daddy sliding is dick in and out of me, I realized that if he wanted to he could have taken me whenever he wished it, yet he didn’t do it, instead he waited patiently for me to decide by myself.  I am sure that if I said that I changed my mind, daddy would have stopped immediately and hugged me and told me that it’s all right, that I don’t need to do it and that he loves me anyway.  That is what made me so wet, knowing that daddy loves me so much, even though I am not his real daughter.  At the end there I kind of lost it and screamed my real thoughts; how I want daddy to be my only man, how I want to be only his… only and always his…

I was so scared afterward, scared that he would ignore my words, or worst yet reject me, but daddy is the best!! He didn’t hesitate at all, instead he hugged me and talked to me and told me that if I want, I can be his, then gave me time to make sure that what I felt is really what I want.  How can I not love him?  Me, who has never known my real father, now haves a daddy that loves me, is considerate, gentle, and can set my body on fire with just a touch or a word.

  I shift position on my bed, as my ass still feels pretty sore and then Sis comes in.  she sits next to me on the bed with a gentle smile on her lips and concern in her eyes and asks me,

“How are you feeling Rosie?  Does it hurt?”

I giggle giddily and reply,

“Well, daddy is kinda big, you know?  I think that I will stay in bed today.”

At her concerned look I smile,

“Don’t worry Sis, I am all right, better than all right in fact.  Even if my butt hurts, I do not regret it.”

Sis exhales slowly, relaxing as the worry dissipates from her face, then she giggles.

“You should have seen yourself; you were like a duck on a spit.” Giggle

“Yea well, when daddy does you it looks like he is trying to stuff a turkey”, I snap back.

We freeze for a second looking at each other, then we both explode in laughter…

It takes a while before we stop laughing and giggling, and now Sis is lying next to me in bed hugging me.

“Rosie, what you said to daddy in the end… do you mean it?”, she asks.

All laughter leaves me as I slowly try to explain to Sis.

“Y-yeah, Sis, I do.  I mean, it was not a spur of the moment, I already had thought about it for a while now, but I didn’t say anything because I was afraid that daddy would not accept me.  But he did!  He did, Sis!”.

Sis hugs me tighter as she says,

“O Rosie, you have nothing to explain to me, we just found the best daddy in the universe.  Much better than our real father.”  We both freeze at her words.  Our real father.  What does Sis mean by that?

“Sis, what do you mean?”

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She remains silent and I turn my head to look at her, only to see her biting her lips, before sighing slowly and opening her mouth to speak.

“Rosie, there is something that I never told you.  something that mum made me promise not to tell you until I think you are ready to know…”

I look at her, failing to understand what she does mean.

“Rosie, our father is not dead.  Father is married to another woman and mum was … his mistress.”

I look at her with shock and incredulity.  Mum? Mistress? Father is … alive?

“Wha…?”

Sis keeps talking, as if a dam of silence has broken now,

“Mum met father when she was young and fell in love with him.  They had a relationship even though she knew he was married.  She couldn’t help it, she loved him so much.  When mum become pregnant with me, father arranged a false marriage certificate for her.  He supported her, but he never meant to divorce his wife and mum knew it.  Even though mum could not tell a soul about him, she was content, as the man she loved was very caring of her and her child.  So, they remained together and you were born as well.  Only grandfather knew the truth.  One day however, father did something that angered mum very much.  He … he proposed to mum to have sex with one of his friends while he would be … watching…”.

A gasp escaped from my lips.  My father… did what?...

“Mum was furious at the idea that her man would ask her to do such a thing and they argued about it as father tried to justify is request and convince her.  In the end, mum kicked him out of the house and forbid him to have any contact with us…”

Why is my sight blurry?  Oh, I am crying?

“We were little and knew nothing about it.  Mum told everybody that our dad, who according to the story concocted when father made the fake marriage certificate was a professional sailor, died at sea.  She only told me two days before she passed away and made me promise to never let him come near you.  Mum was afraid that he would try to do to us what he wanted to do to her…”

My tears run freely as I sob at Sis words.  How… how can it be?  Why? Why?

 

 

Sis continues, evidently eager to get the weight she carried for so long off her chest,

“After the funeral, father contacted me and told me who he was.  He promised that he would continue to support us, and I had no other choice than to accept.  I rebuffed however all of his attempts to meet you, saying that for you, dad was dead and you would not understand.”

Sis is crying too now, soaking my shoulder in her tears,

“So, Rosie, yes, I understand how you feel about daddy.  As I said, he is the best daddy in the universe.  That is why, if you really meant what you said, I will support you.  No, more than that, I want him to be my only one as well… I… want to be his as well… can… can I?”

Her last question is asked timidly; I hug Sis tightly, before murmuring,

“Sis, let’s do our best for daddy…”.

After that, we cried a lot more, but now our tears carry joy, not sadness…

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