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Repression and Repercussions	By : SilentMagi Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 5313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Daria and characters are all copyrighted to Glenn Eichler and Susie Lewis Lynn, I make no profit off this other than basic enjoyment.

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Chapter 3

Daria sat with her back to the door for a long time, trying desperately to think of a solution to her out of control obsession. She couldn’t go back to sleep, and risk another of those dreams, or raping someone else... someone like Quinn. That thought made Daria’s back stiffen against the door, she couldn’t allow that to happen. She had to talk to someone, someone smart, wise... someone that wouldn’t judge her. Sighing Daria stood and looked out the window of her room, just in time to see her mother’s SUV lead her father’s Lexus out to the highway. Her parents were off to work for the day, and by the sounds of the house, or rather the lack thereof Quinn was with the Fashion Club.

Daria slumped down on her bed and closed her eyes in relief, letting out a gentle sigh as she felt some of the tension leave her body. Opening her eyes again, she heard a noise at her door, something like two people whispering. Walking over she opened the door to find her parents in the middle of a passionate make out session. Her father was kissing his mother’s neck, nibbling it gently, while her mother’s head lulled around in bliss. Helen’s eyes opened seductively at Daria and she raised one finger to beckon Daria closer. Helpless to the siren call of her hormones Daria felt her clothes fall away, exposing her lithe body to the cool air from the air conditioner. Coming close she hugged her mother close, kissing her passionately on the lips before turning to her father and kneeling before him. Her mouth watered in expectation of the treat she was about to receive as she drew nearer to the delicious flesh rocket, that had given her life.

Snapping awake with a start Daria nearly fell out of her bed. She was getting worse, she had to get help, but there was only one person she could talk to about this, and she was afraid of losing her respect most of all. Reaching over she took her extension of the phone in her hand and dialed the number from memory. Putting the phone to her ear, it took all of her willpower not to hang up the phone and run away. Finally it rang and the voice on the line answered.

“Hello?”

“Aunt Amy?” Daria asked nervously.

“Hey Daria, how’s my favorite niece?

“I need help...” Daria admitted over the phone quietly, her voice shaking with fear.

“Daria? What’s wrong? Why isn’t Helen helping you?” Amy’s concerned voice sounded over the phone.

“I... I can’t tell her... I need to talk to you, please,” Daria pleaded her voice sounding small to her own ears, “Can you get here soon?”

Amy paused for a moment before answering, “I’m on my way, hang in there.”

Daria heard the phone click off and hung her head in shame, she was going to have to tell Amy everything, and risk losing her respect. She couldn’t stand even the thought of losing her aunt’s respect. Amy was the one adult that she truly felt alright opening up to, and right now she needed that more than anything. Pressing the button to end the call Daria laid down on her bed, hanging her head over the side and fought the wave of panic raging through her, and the waves of exhaustion that threatened to send her back to those dreams. She could just slip off for a quick nap, and be somewhat awake when Amy got here... maybe the dreams wouldn’t come. Daria’s eyes closed and she drifted off into a dark, deep sleep.

Daria was roused by frantic knocking on the downstairs door. She had done it; she had gotten some sleep without the dreams. Getting up she nearly ran down to the front door and opened it a crack before flinging it open and hugging Amy tightly. Everything was going to be alright now.

Sitting down in the living room Daria rushed through her explanation of what had been happening, only to look up and see Amy looking at her with a small seductive smile. Swallowing deeply Daria pulled back, trapped on the couch as Amy slowly crawled forward with cat like fluidity to her motions. Daria kept breathing heavily as Amy poised herself over Daria, looking down like a predator on its prey, only then did Daria notice the bulge in Amy’s pants. Amy smiled and took Daria’s hand and slid it downward, to stroke the bulge through the pants. Her fingers met a trapped throbbing muscle, which caused Daria’s face to screw up in confusion. Looking up at her favorite aunt she realized, Amy wanted take her virginity, and Daria was feeling that she wanted it too. Sliding down Daria unzipped Amy’s pants, and let her pulsing penis dangle in front of her face for a moment, savoring the smell and look of it. She couldn’t fight it anymore, lifting her head up she licked the head of the circumcised cock, tasting a small sample of pre-cum. Amy moaned softly as Daria licked her member teasingly slow, first up and then down the sensitive underside, until she reached the balls. Looking up questioningly at her aunt, Daria waited for the slight nod before taking one in her mouth and sucking on it lightly, causing Amy’s dick to stiffen even more. Daria couldn’t believe what she was doing; it felt so surreal, almost like a dream.

Daria’s eyes snapped open as the phone rang, waking her from another of her dreams. Slowly she raised the phone and answered it. “Hello?”

“Daria? It’s Amy, I just made it to Lawndale, and I’ll be at your place in a few,” Amy’s voice reassured Daria, causing a small sigh of relief to escape her lips.

“Thank you, Amy,” Daria replied, feeling her body relax slightly. With a frown Daria felt something else too. Hanging up the phone again, Daria rolled off her bed, and got out a fresh pair of panties to wear. “At this rate, I’m going to run out by the end of the week... maybe I should wear a pad...”

After changing Daria walked downstairs and began pacing in front of the door, waiting anxiously for the one person she knew could help her to arrive.

Daria nearly jumped out of her skin when the doorbell rang. Quickly she opened the door and saw Aunt Amy standing there looking worried. “Daria, are you alright?”

“No, I... I really need your help,” Daria said before hugging her aunt close, feeling the press of her body, and lack of a certain body part, Daria was almost certain that this was the real thing this time, and not another dream.

“Come on, let’s sit down and talk,” Amy said, noticing not only Daria’s fearful tone, baggy eyes, and nervous actions, but also the musky smell of feminine arousal. Walking inside Daria sat down in the chair as far from her favorite aunt as possible.

“Amy... I... I need you to listen to me,” Daria began looking at her hands clasped before her, “And not judge me...”

“Alright Daria, I promise,” Amy said from the depths of her heart, seeing poor Daria shaking.

And so Daria started relating the past night to her aunt, pausing several times to fight down her shame and embarrassment, never once did Amy show any reaction, nor did she prompt Daria to continue, but simply waited there, listening. That in and of itself was probably the biggest help Daria could get right now.
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