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Reliving the Past (EveraJayde & Noodlesoup)

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EveraJayde

Super-Earth
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Dec 13, 2012
Lily let out a deep breath as she finally stepped out of her car, her body trembling slightly. It had been months since she had seen her father, and now, she was going to be living with him. They spoke on the phone here and there, and every year or so he would show up for select holidays, but it had been years since she had actually lived with him. She had been a nervous wreck the entire drive there, and a part of her considered just driving somewhere completely different and seeing how long she could last on her own. It wasn't the most practical idea, but still, anything sounded better than here.

After standing by her car for a few minutes, simply staring at the house, she finally made her way up to the steps. She shivered slightly from both the cold and fear, wrapping her arms around her petite body. Hesitating for a moment, she finally raised her hand to the door, knocking a couple of times before stepping back. As she waited, she twirled a lock of her dark, auburn hair around her finger, a nervous habit of hers. Now, all she could do was wait.
 
John stood in front of the mirror on his dresser looking at his clothes as if he was trying to pick an outfit for a date. He'd put on a simple red tshirt and work jeans. He took a deep breath, brushing a hand through the auborn hair his daughter had inherited. "Ok, c'mon. You can do this, John. Just relax." He suddenly heard a knock on the door and nearly jumped in excitement. She's here! He speed walked to the front door. "Welcome Lil-" He was suddenly struck by how much Lily had grown up as he stood in the doorway staring down at her. His eyes roamed up and down her body despite his trying not to look like the pervert he knew he was deep down. "U-uh, sorry, where are my manners? How have you been?" He said, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug.
 
It was nearly impossible for Lily to hide the nervous expression on her face when her father opened the door. If anything, her nervousness seemed to increased when he paused mid sentence, his eyes wandering over her body. She shifted uncomfortably, her gaze shifting downward as she tried not to meet his stare. Maybe he hadn't changed.. It wasn't until he started to speak again that she finally looked up at him, searching his eyes for some kind of sign, anything that would show her he was different now and not the same kind of man that had taken away the innocence of his young daughter years before. "Ok I guess.." she said quietly, trying not to tense up when he hugged her. After a moment, she forced herself to relax, letting herself lean against him as he held her. He seemed to be trying, so maybe things would be different. All she could do was hope.
 
John could sense the tension in the air but tried to ignore it as he led Lily into the house. His house was a little too big for one man to live in. John had expected to have found a new wife after the messy divorce but he'd never really gotten out much. "So, uh, your room is upstairs and to the right so, uh, just go ahead and unpack, I guess." He said awkwardly, not used to talking to the daughter he'd hurt all those years ago.
 
"Thanks.." she said softly, feeling somewhat relieved when she made her way up to her room, finally able to escape the uncomfortable feeling she got around her father. She wanted to be able to move past what had happened and have a relationship with him, but she didn't know if he was still the same person as he used to be or not. If he was, that would be nearly impossible. Her things had already been shipped to his house and were in boxes in her room. As much as she knew she needed to, she just didn't feel like unpacking. Instead, she just laid down on her bed, staring at the ceiling as she tried to imagine what life would be like here. After awhile, she finally made her way to one of the boxes with her clothes, digging through until she found some pajamas to change into. Not even thinking to lock the door, she began to remove the clothes she had been wearing, revealing her firm c cup breasts as she took off her shirt and bra.
 
John stood alone for a bit, thinking how stupid he'd been. He never even got the chance to apologize. He took a deep breath, silently vowing to apologize the next time he saw her. He walked up the stairs and stood outside her door. "Lily? We need to talk." He said as he slowly opened the door. As soon as the door was open John's jaw dropped open, staring with a deep lust at his sexy daughter's breasts. The last time he saw them they weren't nearly that big. "Ah, I-I...I...I" He stuttered, his mind slowly relapsing to the way it was years ago.
 
Lily had just removed her pants when she heard her father's voice outside of her door. Hadn't he heard of knocking? She panicked a bit, scrambling to try and find the tshirt she had picked out to wear to bed before him came in. Seeing him enter through the corner of her eye, she realized she was too late. She froze as he stepped in, unable to move as his eyes stared so intensely at her body. She thought that when he realized she was changing, he would be embarrassed and leave, but no. The look in his eyes was all too familiar. It was the same look he used to give her when he snuck into her bedroom late at night when she was younger. Crossing her arms over her chest to hide her breasts, she looked away from him, unable to meet his gaze as she stood in just her red lace panties. "Get out.." she whispered.
 
The way Lily whispered almost made John shudder. It was sooooo cute! He started remembering what it'd been like to be with Lily. He and her had always gotten along better than he did with her mother. John moved further into the room and stood right in front of Lily looking down at her, staring at her body. "You're so beautiful, my sweet Lily. You've grown up so much." He whispered in a comforting tone, hoping to relax her a little.
 
She took in a deep, shaky breath as he moved closer to her, her arms holding herself tighter as she tried to keep herself covered. Her heart began to race, an uneasy feeling spreading throughout her as he began to move closer. Standing motionless, she tried not to let his words offer her any reassurance. She knew better. As sweet as he sounded, he'd used that tone with her before. Did he really think it would make things better? "Please." she added, looking up at him with a begging expression. "I'll be out in a minute." she told him, wishing he would just get out. When he remained where he was, she took a couple of steps back, trying to keep some distance between them. She moved backwards until her legs hit the bed, causing her to fall back onto it.
 
John began to consider just leaving and apologizing later. He could always just jerk off to this image later that night. But once Lily hit the floor his body acted on it's own, lunging forward and pinning Lily to the bed. He tried to be gentle as his hands held her wrists down above her head and he got up onto the bed, straddling her waist to keep her legs still. "Oh god, Lily. You're such a beautiful girl. You're my baby girl." He said with a deep sense of relief, of knowing he could finally be with her again. He leaned down and kissed her lips sensually, his tongue working magic on hers as it caressed and massaged her tongue.
 
Lily screamed as her father moved over top of her, though she knew no one would hear her. She simply hoped that if she fought him, he would stop. "Get off!" she yelled as he moved over top of her, her tiny exposed body squirming beneath him as he held her down. Her eyes stared into his own, searching for any sign of compassion, but all she saw was the needing, lustful look he had given her so many times before. "Daddy ple-" she started to say, but her words were cut short as his lips suddenly came down onto her own. Biting down onto his tongue, she quickly jerked her head away, desperately struggling to break free of his grasp.
 
John yelped a bit but didn't let go just yet, his eyes slowly tearing up as he looked down into her eyes apologetically. "I'm sorry, Lily, I've just...I've missed you so much I can't stand it anymore. I-" He quickly got off her and helped her back to her feet, quickly walking out of her room and into his. He stood there in front of his mirror, scowling at what was staring back at him. He sighed, sitting down on his bed and beginning to stroke his member slowly, panting in need as he resisted the urge to try raping his daughter again.
 
Confusion flooded her mind as she watched her father exit the room. It was hard for her to process what had just happened. He had tried to force himself upon her, yet she could tell that a part of him was sorry. It just didn't make sense. It was almost like he was torn. She sighed, wiping away the tears that had gathered in her eyes before putting her pajamas on. After that, she simply sat on her bed, debating what to do. A part of her wanted to tell someone, knowing that if she didn't, something would more than likely happen to her. But at the same time, her dad was all she had left. If she lost him, she would be on her own. She knew that deep down a part of him was sorry. If only she could make the remorseful part of him overpower his perverted mind.

As much as she wanted to avoid him, she knew that the only way they could move on from this was to talk about it. She needed to express to him that she wanted to stay there, but that she couldn't if he continued to do the things he had done before. Maybe then he would realize what he needed to do to be a good father. Her heart continued to beat at a faster than normal pace as she made her way to his room, trying to think of a way to present what she had to say to him. After standing outside his door for a moment, she finally gathered the courage to walk in. What she saw once the door was opened brought a gasp to her lips, her body freezing as she took in the sight of her father stroking himself.
 
John was completely engrossed in stroking his swollen cock, not realizing he was being watched as he moaned. "Oh god, Lily, it's so good. mm, I"m so sorry, This time will feel so good, I promise. Not like last time! aaahhnn, I-I love you so much!" A huge stream of cum suddenly fired from his cock and into the wall opposite Lily where he was facing. His body shuddered as he came, flopping back on the bed so he was looking up at the ceiling, panting wildly in exhaustion, his eyes closed while his cum covered dick stood half-hard, his breathing distracting him from his daughter standing in the doorway.
 
Lily was frozen in place as she watched her father, his words making her feel incredibly uneasy as he made it obvious it was her he was thinking about while he got himself off. Not just her, probably him doing things to her. The thought made her shudder, but still, she couldn't bring herself to move away from where she was standing. It was relieving to know that he hadn't seen her, knowing that then he would be less likely to pounce on her as he had before. Still, she knew now that it would be nearly impossible to ever get him past his ways.

Slowly, she started to back out of the room, hoping to make an exit as quiet as her entrance had been. However, she had completely forgotten the fact that she had slipped her phone into the pocket of her pj shorts before coming in. Just as she was about to put her hand on the door handle to leave, the sudden buzz of her phone accompanied with her loud ringtone filled the air of the room.
 
John was jolted out of his self induced trance by an obnoxious ringtone and buzzing coming from behind him. He sat up quickly and saw his daughter, no doubt having seen him jerking off. He quickly moved toward Lily and grabbed her hands, pinning them to the wall. "Lily, please listen, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." He said softly, a tear sliding down his cheek. "Please, Lily, I should have never done that to you, I just...I love you so much, Lily, and I didn't know how to show it to you. I just want to be with you, Lily." He said quickly, wrapping Lily in his arms, crying harder now.
 
Her hands quickly fumbled with the phone, trying to get the stupid thing to shut off. By the time she looked up though, he was already coming towards her. She tried to run for the door, but he got to her too quickly. Her eyes widened with fear as he pinned her to the wall, thinking the worst, but she was shocked by what he actually did. Him admitting that he was wrong was the last thing she expected him to say after she had just witnessed him jacking off to the thought of her. "I love you too daddy.." she said quietly, feeling pained as she watched him cry. She didn't understand why she felt bad for him. She knew that she shouldn't, but she did. "Its ok, I'm here now." she said softly, leaning into him as he hugged her.
 
"I know, I know. I never want to lose you again." He sobbed, slowly calming down as he felt her embrace. He looked down at her with deep love in his eyes and kissed her lips gently but deeply, holding her hips to him as he did. His love for her went far beyond father-daughter as evident by the way his tongue coiled around her sensually, but much more lovingly than it had earlier.
 
She relaxed some as she leaned into him, thinking that maybe, just maybe everything would be ok. He seemed sorry enough, perhaps now he knew better after realizing what he had done to her. At least that was what she thought, but she was soon proven wrong. Her body tensed in his arms as he suddenly kissed her once more. Her hands moved to his chest, trying to push herself back away from him. Though she wasn't able to escape his embrace, she did manage to turn her head away from his own. Once her lips broke free from his kiss, her eyes sought his, trying to find the answers to her questions. Why was he doing this again if he was apparently so sorry for doing it in the first place? "Daddy.." she said nervously, fear in her eyes as she stared into his own.
 
John looked down at her, smiling a little lovingly. "Lily, what are you doing? I want to make it up to you. I know our first time was horrible for you and I was so selfish. But this time I'm going to make sure you love it. Because I love you." He whispered, his hand squeezing her breast and his mouth kissing hers again.
 
Lily stared up at her father as he spoke, the fearful expression on her face growing. She shook her head slightly, trying to push his arms off of her so she could break free. She suddenly felt so incredibly stupid for misreading his intentions. When he had apologized, she thought he would never try to do anything like this again, but really, he had just wanted to try and improve himself but trying it differently. "No.." she said quietly, desperately wishing he would see her fear and stop. Her eyes filled with tears as his lips found her again, whimpering against him as his hands suddenly began to grope her.
 
((Um, i feel kind of horrible. Is the plan for him to rape her? Cuz I was thinking she'd sort of like it? I mean, not right away, but eventually..))
 
(You can just have him keep comforting her and saying sweet things to calm her down. She'll be reluctant, but if he coaxes her she'll start to go along with it.)
 
((ok, lol))

John started stroking Lily's hair, looking down at her lovingly. "Shh, sweetheart relax a little. I'll be gentle, I promise." He said softly, kissing her forehead lightly as his hands continued to fondle her.
 
Lily forced herself to relax, knowing that fighting it wouldn't help her. She was certain that no matter what she did, this was going to happen. Taking a deep, shaky breath, she closed her eyes, trying to focus on her father's comforting words. She shivered slightly from his touch, her nipples hardening as his hands groped her breasts. Shifting slightly, she looked up at him, trying to find comfort in his gaze.
 
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