Repression and Repercussions | By : SilentMagi Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 5313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Repression and Repercussions
Chapter 8
Daria sat alone in her living room flipping through the channels out of sheer boredom. She had napped a little too long, and now she was wide awake at three in the morning. With a sigh she turned off the TV and leaned back into the couch to stare up at the ceiling, which held about as much promise of entertainment as the TV had. Her mind kept going back to the conversation with Stacy, there was something Stacy had said that had caught her off guard, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Suddenly a familiar pig-tailed head appeared before her. Stacy smiled down at Daria, with a slightly worried look to her face. “Something wrong, Daria?”
Daria spun off the couch and stared at where Stacy stood, wearing her normal clothes, and a tired expression. Walking around the couch Stacy sat next to where Daria had fallen and rested her head on Daria’s shoulder. “You should be sleeping Daria, what’re you doing up?”
“I slept too long when I took a nap after you left. Just thinking about things... how’d you get in?” Daria asked flatly trying to get her heart back under control.
“Quinn invited me over for the night, and I heard the TV on, so I thought I’d come down and see what was going on,” Stacy said quietly while pointing at the stairs, “What were you thinking about?”
“You actually, something you said yesterday stuck in my head, but I can’t put my finger on it,” Daria admitted after a few minutes.
“Hmm, I don’t think I said anything that could have caused you to think so much on it, maybe you need a nice massage to relax,” Stacy said while sliding behind Daria and rubbing the brunette’s neck gently.
“Thank you Stacy,” Daria replied while she let her eyes slide shut, “So, who’s the girl that you have been dreaming about?”
“It’s you,” Stacy said firmly before she slid her hands down Daria’s front, and started to massage the shocked brunette’s breasts while she nibbled lightly on the neck above them. Daria couldn’t help but lean back and moan as Stacy continued to massage her breasts; she shouldn’t be submitting like this, she should be returning the attention that Stacy was showering on her.
She could feel herself slipping into orgasmic bliss as Stacy continued to massage her breast, her other hand slipping down underneath Daria’s pants. This was so perfect; she could feel the love of Stacy in her slow and gentle motions. Daria arched and bit her lip as she felt Stacy’s fingers plunged deep inside her private entrance. She had to fight from moaning loudly lest she wake her parents or Quinn up. She could feel Stacy’s naked breasts against her bare back, the hardened nipples causing two points of tingling through her body as they moved around with Daria’s own motions.
Suddenly Daria felt a second set of hands on her body, and warm breath between her legs. Looking down she saw her mother, Helen leaning in slowly towards her crotch. As Helen’s tongue slipped between Stacy’s fingers she felt a fire rip through her body as a passionate moan escaped her lips.
This was too much; she could feel herself slipping away in bliss. Daria gasped as she felt a finger lightly tracing her asshole. They wouldn’t do that, would they? She wouldn’t like it, would she? Why was she so aroused by the idea of having someone fingering her ass? As her mother drove her finger deep into Daria’s ass, she arched in orgasmic bliss.
Sitting up in her bed Daria panted heavily, by the looks of the sun shining through her window it was about six in the evening. She had been napping for about two hours. She had to have been exhausted to remain in that dream for so long. Blinking slowly she realized that she was sitting on a wet spot on her mattress, and a rather large one at that. With a groan, she looked down at the spreading wetness on her bed, had she wet the bed? Or did that dream cause her to cum in her sleep? She really didn’t want to think about that right now.
Getting off the bed she quickly stripped it, and pulled a spare set of sheets out of her closet. Tucking the soiled set aside until she could do the laundry, she set about the task of flipping her mattress. It wasn’t hard to do, but she had to be careful to not make too much noise, just in case someone else was home. Settling the mattress in, she started dressing her bed again, while her mind wandered back to the dream. Could Stacy have wanted to confess her love to Daria today or was she just setting herself up for a big fall?
Maybe things would make more sense after dinner, because they certainly didn’t now.
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