Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... is… is… that Daddy is Tom’s father too?” Lee struggled to get the question out, her gaze furtively flicking between her coffee and her mother’s face.

Caroline set down the remaining piece of cruller on the napkin and wiped her fingers on another paper napkin… stalling mostly, for time to figure out what to say to her daughter’s question.

“No. I can’t say that I know beyond a doubt really, but I know what I see. Like I told your sister earlier. I’ve known your father since we were both children. We grew up together. Your Tom… he’s… he’s the spitting image of your father at that age. I know in my heart that he has to be your father’s son. You know a little bit about your father’s weaknesses but you don’t know everything.” Caroline said softly reaching out to take Lee’s left hand in hers.

“Your father… was abused as a child. Molested is the word they would use today, I think. Many things were forced on him. I know it’s not an excuse but it’s a reality. As he grew older, the abuse tapered off but it had already done its damage. Memories are hard things to let go of. Most of the time he could hold those feelings and memories at bay. But, when he has had a little to drink, those inhibitions fall. He changes. The gentle, loving man you love as your father, becomes… someone else. He is still loving, but in a far different way. Over the years many women have found this to be extremely attractive, and have… given him of themselves. I don’t know every one, or every time, ...

... but I know it was many and often when he was younger. It doesn’t surprise me that he may have, probably, got some of those women pregnant…” Caroline told her youngest in a soft quiet voice, her own hand trembling on her daughter’s.

Lee looked into her mother’s sorrowful, sad but loving eyes and the vision blurred as her own eyes teared up once more. Lee bit her bottom lip to keep it from quivering. This caused her mother to tilt her head to one side slightly and smile a little more sadly as she knew the emotions that were running through her daughter’s mind and heart.

“M…Mom?” Lee began again, her throat growing tight and her words hard to form.

“We… Tom and I… we…” Lee began again, her whole-body trembling now

“We had sex. At the Wilding. We went all the way…” Lee sobbed bringing her right hand to cover her face and turn away from her mother.

Deeny and Caroline looked at one another and both stood and stepped closer to Lee, enveloping her in their arms and holding her tightly. Lee’s face was buried in her mother’s blouse at her stomach as Caroline stroked her head and hair gently and cooed to her baby girl.

When Lee calmed down at last, she hugged both her sister and her mother in return and everyone regained their seats. Using a paper napkin, Lee wiped her tears and then blew her nose. She glanced furtively between her sister and her mother, trying to gage their thoughts on her revelation.

“What… what if he is… daddy’s son? That would make him only my ...