The onset of puberty inevitably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective with internalized standards and parentally prescribed teachings.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For Ann Miller, the dawning awareness of her own sexuality and the budding of her young body have brought many problems and confusions. But once Ann gets over her initial fears and inhibitions, she finds herself enjoying, indeed reveling in her natural sexuality.
DAUGHTER LIKES IT ROUGH-the story of an average teenaged girl's struggle to make her own, personal journey into adulthood, a struggle evolving behind the facade of her day-to-day existence, yet inexorably leading her onward into maturity. A work of fiction that could be about the girl next door. Or one's own daughter.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"That's good! Um-mm-m, that feels good!" Ann Miller lay on the porch swing and spread her wet cunt-lips open a little more. She raised her head and squinted down at her erect clit. The cool night breeze ruffled the triangle of dark brown curls that covered her virgin pussy. While she watched her fingertip circling around on the very tip of her clit, the full moon came out from behind a cloud bank and flooded the screened-in porch with soft, silvery light.
Ann plumped up the swing pillows and raised her knees, leaning back and getting comfortable. Her quick fingers untied her robe. She flung it wide-open. Now, she could see every inch of her naked body, all ghost-white and goose bumpy. Her nipples were two dark points standing firmly erect in their centers of soft creamy teen-flesh.
"I'm so slippery wet, I can't get a grip on me," she muttered. She pressed her pussy-lips open and bent over. Her clit was more swollen than she had ever seen it! It looked dark pink in the moonlight. It was so sensitive!
She pinched her clit with two slick fingers, tugging it up and out of the soft folds of her pussy-flesh. Pressing down, she rubbed in a quick circular motion. Her hips began to quiver and lift up. She was going for her second climax. The scent of her aroused pussy filled her nostrils. Her hand rubbed hard, flat against her soaking-wet cunt.
"Come on!" she whispered to her inflamed clit. "Make me come again. Gotta get off. Oh, shit!"
She was trying too hard. Her climax stayed just out of reach. Impatiently, she took a deep breath and slid her middle finger up her tight cunt-hole. Her pussy grabbed for it. It clamped down tighter than ever. Ann bit her lip, pushing until her finger was all the way in. The tight muscle ring just inside her pink cunt-tunnel clung tightly around her intruding finger. She lifted her head off the pillow and watched her strong finger pushing in and out of her slick virgin pussy-hole. The sensations were different! The hot teen tried to imagine her finger was a boy's cock, sliding in and opening her tight cunt-walls.
"It's gonna hurt, the first time I get fucked," she panted, her finger moving faster and faster. Her cunt responded. Little erotic waves rippled down her thighs and up through her belly. She straightened her legs out, increasing the friction. Her change of position made her hand rub against her aroused clit. She finger-fucked herself faster and faster.
Now they were coming-those weird, exciting pictures that flashed through her hot mind when she got herself really going. In her mind, her finger became a hard cock. She could feel the weight of the boy on her, hear him panting in her ear. His face floated above her, in her mind's eye. He was so handsome! She wished he would stop looking down at his huge cock fucking her cunt. It was embarrassing to be stared at. But it was exciting.
"You really want to see?" Ann panted, talking out loud to her imaginary lover. "Let me spread my legs wider. I don't care if you do look. See my cunt open up and let you in? Feel how it holds so tight around you? That's nice, isn't it? You like to fuck virgins, huh! Tight pussy. Nice tight hole. Fuck me harder, honey. Go ahead and stare at my cunt all you want. I'm too hot to care, now."
Ann's finger whipped in and out of her slick pussy-hole so fast it was pushing her along toward a fantastic orgasm. The swing creaked and bounced under her hot ass. Her thumb raked over her clit.
"Ah!" Her sharply explosive little gasp echoed around the big front porch of the old frame house. "Coming! I'm coming again!"
Her knees slapped together, pulling up to press against the hard tips of her tits. She curled up in a tight little ball, coming so hard she almost peed all over her hand.
Ann lay panting on the wide swing. The horny pictures had vanished. She felt cold, very suddenly. The night breeze stirred the leaves of the elm trees beside the porch. It blew Ann's tumbled waves of brown hair around her face. She closed her robe and lay quietly with her finger in her slick pussy, thinking.
Ann wondered when her dad would come home. She was glad he was dating. Finally. It had been five months since her mother had been killed in that horrible car crash. Since school had let out for the summer, Ann was more lonely than ever, rattling around in the big house, feeling horny. She did her housework with one hand, while the other kept teasing under the edge of her cotton panties and tickling her always-aroused clit.
Being lonely and a hot virgin was really the shits, she thought as she lay on the swing waiting for her dad to come home. She wanted to have a boyfriend, but she wasn't sure her father would permit it. He was strict as hell-even more so since Mom died.
It was two A.M. Ann could barely keep her tired eyes open. The moon swung through the night sky, putting her drowsy form in dark shadow, at the end of the broad front porch.
She was almost asleep when headlights flashed on the house under the silvery trees. Good! Daddy was home.
He wasn't alone! Ann heard the tap-tap of high heels on the wood porch, and then the squeak of springs as her dad and his date sat down on the swing at the other end of the porch.
"What a terrific evening, Jane," her dad sighed happily. "Best birthday celebration I've ever had, thanks to you."
Ann sat up, looking down the long porch at her handsome father sitting beside a pretty golden-haired woman. She was about to call out to him when the blonde stood up, teetering drunkenly on her high heels. The woman giggled, lurching against the swing.
"Celebration isn't over yet, Don. I have a birthday present for you. But I didn't know how to wrap it."
Don chuckled. "Do I get three guesses?"
"You don't need to guess, honey. I'll give it to you right now."
Ann watched, wide-eyed, as the woman lifted her silky evening gown. Jane stood with her legs apart, watching Don's eyes following the hem of her dress up her legs.
Ann gasped. The woman had no panties on! She was standing, weaving, showing her daddy her cunt! Ann could see the silver triangle of pussy fur between the ivory columns of her full thighs. While she watched intently, the hot female smiled sexily and slid her red-enameled fingertip down between her cunt-lips.
"God damn, Jane! No wonder we never get any work done at the office. You are the sexiest bitch I ever hired. Get it over here on the swing. I'm going to suck you until you scream your head off!"
Ann sat up straight on her swing. Jesus! She was going to get to watch her father suck a pussy! She felt her nipples getting hard. Her clit began to itch and burn. She slipped her finger in her cunt while she stared at the blonde sitting down on the swing, hooking her heels on the edge of the broad cushion. Her dad knelt down on the hard floor with his back to his watching daughter. His hands spread the hot blonde's knees. They slid under her ass, pulling her cunt toward him.
"Suck that cunt, Don," the woman hissed. "Suck it good. You got me so damn hot, stroking your cock against it while we danced. I almost came right there on the ballroom floor!"
"I know," he laughed. "You rubbed my cock raw. And got my shorts soaking wet!" He bent over and rubbed his nose in the fluff of blonde hair between her widespread legs. "Try to keep it down when you come, honey. Don't want to wake up my kid."
"I'll try," she panted. "No promises. Get your tongue in me! Lick my clit! God, I'm so hot, I can't wait another second."
Don backed off to sit on his folded legs and brush his fingertips up and down the silky flesh of the hot woman's thighs. Ann saw her shiver and tug her dress down off her shoulders. What fantastic tits she had! Her nipples looked like huge doorknobs to the excited teen-ager. She saw Jane twist and pull on her tits, licking her lips while she thrust her cunt up and out toward her dad.
"Stop teasing me, damn it," she muttered. "Lick me! Lick me! Right now!"
"I like to see you hot like this," Don murmured. "Play with it for me, like you did on my desk this afternoon. Put two fingers up your cunt and diddle it. That gets me so fucking hot!"
Ann leaned forward, holding her breath. She had never seen another woman play with her cunt. In fact, her mom was the only woman she had ever seen completely naked. Jane had much bigger tits than her mother-and a bigger, wilder bush of blonde cunt-hair that was now lying wide-open and wet, with two fingers up into it!
"You are one mean son of a bitch, Don," the hot female giggled. "I can't wait much longer to be fucked. My cunt is soaking-wet!"
Her fingers sliding in and out of her slick cunt-hole made Ann's pussy get so slippery, it took in two fingers for the first time! The teen-ager was so hot, she didn't realize her cunt had yielded enough to let her get two pussy-opening fingers inside. She found herself finger-fucking her quivering cunt-hole with quick hot motions that matched the pace of the blonde fucking herself for her dad.
"Sexy! Jesus Christ! I love to watch you doing that," Don said.
Jane was getting into the swing of it. Her fingers u moved faster and faster. Her knees kept wanting to close. Don grabbed for her legs, holding her wide-open. Jane heaved up, arching her back.
"Oh, God, I'm making myself come, Don! It-it feels so fucking good! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Jane suddenly grabbed for Don's head, ramming it between her closing thighs.
"Suck me. Push me over the top!" she panted. Her fingers twisted in Don's hair. "Oh, yes. Jesus ... I'm coming so hard! Suck. Suck!"
Her shriek of ecstasy made the hair stand up on the back of Ann's neck. She finger-fucked her own slick pussy faster and faster, coming at the same time as her father's hot secretary. She didn't look down at her tight cunt joyfully gripping her wet fingers. Instead, she kept her eyes riveted on the horny blonde's agonized expression-as she kept coming over and over again.
"Oh, Don!" Jane gasped. "Hold your mouth still on me for a minute. Let me catch my breath before you suck me off again. My head's pounding! My tits ache. You get me so hot! No one sucks pussy like you. No one!"
Jane fell back onto the cushion. She threw one leg over the swing and brought her other leg around Don's head, keeping his face buried between her trembling thighs. Her hands rubbed over her full tits, pinching and squeezing her big nipples.
"Okay. I'm ready to go again. Suck my clit some more, honey. I'm so fucking hot I can feel my cunt-juice running down around my asshole."
Ann watched the sexy blonde stretch out on the swing and tease her nipples-lifting them and licking them with the tip of her tongue while her father ate the hot cunt that kept rubbing up and down against his face as Jane worked her hips.
"Oh, no! Don't lick way down there, Don. You know what that does to me! My asshole is still sore from our session on your desktop."
Don lifted his head. Ann could see his lips and chin were shiny with pussy-juice.
"You love to have me work on your asshole. Admit it! Come on, admit it!"
The blonde moaned and squeezed her big tits all the harder. She wouldn't answr him, but her hands moved down to grab her legs and hold them higher and wider open. Don's tongue licked down her wide-open cunt-slit, down between the hot woman's asscheeks. He lifted her, pushing her knees up to her tits. Her round brown asshole was totally exposed to Don's probing tongue and to his daughter's astonished eyes.
Ann had never even thought of her asshole as being an exciting part of her body to play with. Her pert tits, yes. Her tight cunt, definitely. But an asshole!
The teen-ager's curious wet finger slid down between her firm asscheeks. She tickled around her asshole. Ummm! That felt weird! She pushed a little. It felt better! She pushed harder. Ann almost cried out loud when her tight brown asshole seem-ed to reach out and pull her finger in. Her muscles tensed. She worked her slick finger in and out of her asshole, her body jerking with strange sensations.
The hot young girl was learning so much about sex-and about her own responsive body. She got doubly excited, listening to Jane panting and the swing springs creaking. If only the moon were brighter. She wanted to see more of the action. At least she could hear, even if the woman's naked legs waving in the air kept melting into shadow as clouds scudded across the face of the moon. Ann had heard her mom and dad fucking many times, but her dad always made sure the door was firmly closed and the keyhole stuffed with paper. It was so tantilizing to hear everything, now. But not being able to see clearly enough to satisfy her curiosity about exactly what happened to a hot chick when she got her asshole licked upset her.
"Enough, damn it!" Jane suddenly gasped. "Fuck me, Don. Right now. Put that big hunk of cock-meat up my cunt!"
Ann jerked her finger out of her ass and crept on silent bare feet along the side of the porch. She had to see her daddy fucking this hot bitch, even if he spotted her in the shadow behind the potted palm that rustled its leaves as the breeze picked up.
Now the moon was out, full and bright. Ann could see the round cheeks of her father's ass rising and falling between the blonde's open legs. She could hear the ecstatic panting and whimpering noises the secretary made as her cunt snuggled tightly around Don's rigid cock.
She winced when Jane dug her fingernails into her dad's ass, but the pain only made him fuck her faster. Damn it! Ann wanted to see her father's cock, but Jane kept him buried inside her, writhing her hips in a circular motion while she dragged her clit back and forth against the hard base of his fucking prick. All Ann could see was two figures making the old swing bounce up and down as her dad drove his cock into the squishing cunt.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Jane panted. "You are so good. So good. So hard!"
Ann stood shaking with excitement. The palm fronds brushed against her nipples as she slid farther behind the plant, staring at Jane's flushed face and her parted lips. The woman's legs locked over her father's strong back as he pounded into her cunt.
Jesus, he must be hot! He was still dressed in his shirt and tie and coat. He'd just pushed his pants down to free his cock, and slammed it into the waiting pussy that was making erotic slurshing sounds. Jane had a death-grip on his ass, pushing him up and down, working his cock into her squeezing fuck-hole.
"You're coming!" Jane suddenly gasped. "Shit! Oh, shit! Why didn't you wait for me?"
"Couldn't control the stupid thing," her dad groaned. "It just went off. Hang in there. It won't go down. Not when I'm this hot."
Ann stood silently watching, two fingers buried way up in her hot pussy-hole. What did he mean, 'It won't go down'? When she got off, she started working on her next climax right away. Did men have to stop playing around when they had a climax? There was so damn much she didn't know about sex, so many questions she had wanted to ask her mom-but the time never seemed right. Ann was determined to have her daddy teach her about fucking. It was great to see him fucking and to see him so happy and alive, for a change. It only made the young girl all the more anxious to learn about the things her stupid school sex manual didn't explain.
"Oh, baby! It's still hard. Pour it to me! Fuck my pussy, sweetie!"
Ann saw her father's hands slide under Jane's shoulders and curl back over to hold her tighter. His asscheeks quivered even more. He drove into her cunt like a pile driver. Jane mumbled and cooed, brushing his hair and biting his ear. Her hips worked like expensive machinery, pumping and humping and fucking steadily against the slick cock-piston that slurshed in and out of her cunt.
"You're getting hotter in me!" Jane suddenly gasped. "Are you coming again? Already?"
"Yes! Fuck harder! Oh, shit! It hurts. It hurts like hell to come again so soon."
"It's so hot! It's burning my cunt-hole," Jane whimpered. "I'm coming, too. Coming!"
Her voice rose in a high-pitched wail that made goose bumps break out all over Ann's body. She had never heard a sound like that! When she came, sometimes she grunted a little, but she kept her mouth tightly shut. She'd had always been afraid her mom would hear her and find out her horny daughter diddled her cunt every single day after school.
Ann shrank back farther into the dark shadows of the porch. Her dad was getting up. Damn it! He kept his back to her! Ann wanted to see his prick so badly she could have cried. She watched him pulling his pants up, and stuffing his shirttail in and helping Jane with her rumpled evening gown.
They didn't say anything. They just stood kissing in the moonlight. Then they walked down the cement path to the driveway and Ann heard his Cadillac purring away into the night.
Ann walked slowly up the stairs to her room, her head whirling with the sexy images her mind had retained. She would never forget seeing her daddy fucking. Now, she wanted to do it too! Now, she was more determined than ever to get a boyfriend who would keep his mouth shut and his cock up! She didn't want her name being blabbed around town, as a quick lay. Her dad would be sure to find out, and beat her black and blue.
Ann rubbed her ass. Her finger slid in between her firm asscheeks to press against her slick little brown asshole. She smiled, hornily. Now, she'd found another place for her fingers to go! It was going to take her a long time to fall asleep, tonight!
CHAPTER TWO
Ann woke up very early the next morning. Even before she opened her eyes, she realized she had one finger buried deeply in her cunt and the other up her ass. She had been playing with herself in her sleep! She had never done that before.
She lay still for a long minute, thinking about seeing her daddy fucking his secretary on the porch swing. Her cunt got juicer. This time, two fingers went straight up into her pussy with no effort at all! She was opening wider! Now it wouldn't hurt so much when she got fucked for the first time.
Her mother had been a virgin when she married. She had filled Ann's head full of awful thoughts about how much it hurt to be fucked for the first time. She had given her daughter a morbid fear of a hard cock-but the way her cunt took in her fingers made Ann doubt much that her mom had told her. It just had to feel super-good, to take a big cock up in her cunt! Hadn't Jane nearly scratched her dad's ass clear off when he rammed into her? Hadn't she come and screamed for joy?
Ann put her robe on and fumbled down the stairs to the kitchen to make her father's breakfast. It took a long time to get the pot going and his bacon and eggs fried. Her finger just would not stay out of her slick, tingling cunt-hole.
"Morning, Daddy." She smiled brightly when Don shuffled into the kitchen. His old robe was tied tightly around his waist with its frayed cord. Ann had a mad impulse to jerk the tie off and get her hands on his cock. He would shit a brick if she reached for him! She was dying to see him naked. She wanted to see the hard cock that had made Jane whimper-and come and come over and over again. Little wheels turned in the hot girl's mind. Maybe ... after breakfast....
"Sit down, Daddy. It's all ready. Gee, you look kinda beat."
She hugged him as he sleepily shoved a forkful of eggs into his mouth. Her robe slipped open. When he turned his head to answer her, her erect nipple was right beside his mouth.
She saw color rush to his face. His mouth hung open just an inch away from her aching, tingling nipple. Ann deliberately held still, waiting to see what he would do. She could feel her cunt juicing down her trembling legs. Suddenly, she felt hotter than she had ever felt in all her young life!
"Urn ... big night, last night," Don mumbled. "Gotta eat and shower. Be late for work if I don't hustle my ass." He turned to his plate, eating faster.
Ann was disappointed. She didn't know just what she had expected him to do. Then she realized that, in his mind, she was still just a kid. Growing up, but still just a little girl, he had no idea she wanted him to suck on her nipples, and put his wide finger up in her slick pussy.
She stood up, brushing her hand over his head. She leaned over a little. His robe had parted. She stood rooted to the floor, staring at her daddy's long cock. Even soft, it looked so damn big! So long! So wide! Ann shivered, imagining herself helping him put that big thing in between her pussy-lips. She could feel it pushing her tight cunt-walls open. Moving in. Farther. Farther! Without knowing she was doing it, her hand closed around the back of his neck. In her mind, she was holding his monster cock, guiding it between her open legs. She could see it going in!
"Hey, Ann! I like to feel you brush your hands through my hair, but now you're hurting me. What the hell's wrong with you?"
Ann snapped back to reality. He was sitting up straight, closing his robe.
"Sorry, Daddy. I ... I was thinking about something. I'll run upstairs and get your bath ready. I'll put clean clothes out for you."
She stumbled up the stairs, one hand cupping her tingling pussy. Damn, but she was hot! If only she could get her hands around his cock, she bet he would get excited enough to let her play with it a little bit. She knew he was a sexy, ready-to-fuck man. He had gotten over losing his wife and he was fucking the hell out of his secretary. Why let her have that beautiful cock, Ann asked herself. Why not keep it happy, right here at home? The hot teen-ager had never even heard the word 'incest'. To her mind, there was nothing wrong with thinking about fucking her daddy. Her slick pussy, clamping down around her fingers as she filled the tub, knew only that it wanted to feel a big cock ramming inside.
Ann went back to his bedroom. She fumbled through the dirty clothes hamper, listening to her father sloshing around in the tub. She found the shorts he had worn last night. She sniffed them. They were still damp. Her nipples rose like twin spires. She breathed in the scent of her father's sex fluids. Ann groaned. She stuffed his shorts in her robe pocket and stood, shaking, trying to get up enough nerve to go in the bathroom to see her dad naked in the tub. She had to do it! She had to see his cock again!
Ann timidly pushed the bathroom door open. She slipped in and sat on the toilet, pretending she was peeing.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I just have to go so bad, I couldn't wait for you to finish your bath."
Don smiled at his red-faced daughter sitting so primly on the potty. Christ! She was growing up. His eyes swept over her chest, seeing how her tits pushed her robe out. He felt his cock growing warm and lifting up out of the water. Shit! He was getting a hard-on, just from looking at his own little girl!
Ann glanced nervously at her father. Her mouth fell open. She could feel the blood rushing to color her cheeks. Her dad was sitting staring at her-and his cock was growing thicker and longer and lifting its head up out of the bath water! He was getting harder and harder!
Ann told herself this was it! Now was the time! Come on! Open your robe. Show him your pert little tits. Make him hot!
She tugged at her robe tie. She sat up straight, yawning and stretching so her robe slid open. Her hard-nippled titties pushed out of the terrycloth. She blinked, and rubbed her tits like she was just waking up. Her nipples felt so damn hot! Her cunt was beginning to itch like mad!
Ann threw caution to the winds. She slid back on the seat and opened her legs wide. She patted her pussy-fur with a little wad of paper, trying awfully hard not to be obvious about watching her father's cock suddenly jerk and twitch and stand straight up away from his body.
She flushed the toilet and walked slowly over to stand in front of the basin mirror and brush her wavy brown hair. She made sure her robe stayed open. His eyes burned into her flesh. He didn't say a word. He just sat holding his hard cock and watching her twist and turn-showing him her triangle of tight pussy-curls and her pink nipples poking straight out from her curvy tit-mounds.
Ann's heart was pounding in her ears. She could look at her reflection in the mirror and see her heart beating under her ribs. Her pussy itched like it had never itched before! She opened the cabinet door a little so it reflected the image of her dad sitting in the tub. She saw his hand close firmly around his pulsing hard prick. He was getting hot!
She took a deep breath. Now or never! Her hand slid down over her fluttering belly. Her fingers cupped her cunt. She let one finger slide down between her slick pussy-lips. If he didn't say anything now, she was home free! He was going to get hot, watching his girl finger-fuck her cunt! She knew how that turned him on. She had heard him tell Jane how it got to him to see a hot bitch finger her pussy.
Ann turned to face her daddy. She slid back and eased one cheek of her trembling ass up on the basin. Her legs opened wide. She looked him right in the eye and slid her finger up her cunt.
"God damn!" Don breathed. His eyes riveted to her slim finger teasing in and out of her. smooth, tight pussy-hole. He leaned back in the tub, his hand gripping his pulsing cock.
Ann smiled at him. Oh, God, what a beautiful big hard cock her daddy had! No wonder Jane went bananas when he slid it into her.
"Daddy?"
"Huh?"
"I watched you fucking Jane last night."
"Oh, Jesus!"
"Uh-huh. I saw you sucking her pussy. And her asshole. And I saw you put your cock between her legs and fuck her. You didn't see me. I was behind that old palm tree. I heard you tell her you like to see a woman do ... do this...."
She opened her legs wider. His eyes held on her tight cunt-lips snuggling so firmly around her finger. She slid off the basin, never stopping the motion of her slick finger in her hot cunt. She sat down on the edge of the tub with one foot between his legs. She leaned back a little, opening wider.
"You like that, don't you, Daddy? I like to do it for you. It feels good. It's making your cock real hard!"
Don could not seem to find his voice. He leaned forward, intently watching her pink cunt taking her finger.
"I'm not a little kid any more, Daddy. I'm a grown up woman. I want to be fucked like I saw you fucking your secretary!"
Ann wondered where the hell she was getting the guts to talk to her daddy this way. The moment she had slid her finger down over her clit, something seemed to snap in her brain. Now she felt bold. Hot! Reckless!
Ann took her hand away. "Touch me, Daddy. Feel my pussy. It's warm and soft."
Like a man hypnotized, Don reached out and brushed his finger softly over her exposed clit. Ann jumped. She bit her lip. She kept her ass planted firmly on the edge of the tub. It was the very first time her pussy had ever felt any fingers but her own. It was driving her mad with lust to feel him moving his fingertip back and forth over her flaming hot clit.
She looked down, spreading her legs wider. His finger was moving! She felt it slide slowly into her tight pussy-hole. It felt so damn good, she wanted to scream for joy!
"It's tight, Daddy. No one has ever fucked me. Never. But you can. I want you to. I want to feel what Jane felt, last night. I want you to put your big cock where your finger is!"
Don licked his lips. His cock was jerking and throbbing. He felt powerless to stop his finger from working in his girl's tight cunt. Jesus, how long had it been since he had felt a pussy-hole clamp down the way hers did?
Ann's hands held her legs wide-open. She slid closer to him. His finger was driving her mad with cock-lust. It was so much thicker and stronger than her own finger! She felt her pussy-walls gripping, closing, fluttering. Her cunt seemed to suck his finger right up into it!
"That feels so good, Daddy," she whispered. "So good. Don't stop. Push harder. Open me up. I want you to!"
Don coughed nervously. His hot daughter's feet were rubbing against the sides of his hard cock. Christ, she was jacking him off with her damn feet! He looked down for a quick second, not believing what his cock was telling him. He saw himself growing hard as iron. He thrust his prick up between the soles of her wet feet. He felt his balls tighten with excitement.
"Oh, God!" He leaned back in the tub, staring at her feet working on his pulsing prick. His fingers opened and clenched. Sweat broke out on his forehead. A foot-job! A god damn foot-job! From his own horny kid!
"Doesn't that feel good, Daddy? You are so hard!"
The sole of her foot pressed his cock against his belly. It moved around. Up and down. Ever so slowly. He groaned. He wondered how the hell he kept from shooting a mad jet of cum straight up in the air!
Ann slid down into the tub. Her hands closed around his hard cock. She knelt between his legs, bending over. He could feel every finger clasped around his rigid cock. She pumped up and down, slowly. Her fingers flexed, gripping his prick harder and harder. Her thumb pressed into his cum-channel. He saw her pull his slick pre-cum up and spread it over his wide cock-head. Her thumb swirled around and around, making his cock slick. Instinctively, his own daughter was getting his cock ready to slide into her cunt.
He looked at her flushed face and her sparkling eyes. Her mouth opened, drooling saliva down her chin. Jesus, she was a damn virgin nympho! She jacked him better than his wife ever had. Better than Jane. Yet he was sure she had never had a hard cock in her hands. He knew. He'd watched her like a hawk. He always made her introduce him to the occasional date he let her have. He never dreamed he had been unconsciously saving her cherry for himself!
The thought was too damn much to handle! He suddenly heaved himself up, standing in the tub with his rigid cock jutting straight out. Its red head bobbed up and down in the air.
"Oh, shit! he groaned.
Ann had opened her mouth and slid him right in. He felt her tongue licking the sensitive underslide of his flaming hot cock. Her hands snuggled around his aching balls. His girl was giving him the best blow-job he'd ever had in all his fucking life!
Ann backed away a bit. She moved him forward, jacking his stiff cock with her right hand, her left hand slid up his wet leg. Her finger moved between his tight ass cheeks. He jumped. Holy shit! Her finger was pressing into his asshole! He got even harder, staring down at his enormous cock jerking hotly in her pumping hand.
She knew tricks no girl her age should know. He marveled at how firmly she stroked him. She brought him up to the point of shooting off, then eased her motions when she felt him growing uncontrollably hotter and harder. Her finger worked into his asshole. Burning. Stinging. His cock jumped more frantically in her hand.
Ann was so excited her eyes were round as dinner plates. She licked her lips, watching his red cock leaping in her hand. She could feel her daddy shaking, his asshole gripping her finger, his cock getting so hard it pointed straight up. She had momentarily forgotten about fucking. Just beating his rigid cock-meat wiped her mind clear of any thought except her desire to see his cock shoot.
"Ann...."
Her hand moved faster. His cock got redder. Her slick hand gripped his hard cock like a giant cunt. Suddenly, she heard him catch his breath. She jacked harder. His cock shot a wild hot jet of cum. It arched through the air and splashed into the bath water. He kept coming and coming. Ann pumped his cock, feeling his cum surging up through his long prick-shaft.
She jerked her finger out of his asshole. His legs wobbled. He sat down abruptly, splashing bath water over the tile floor.
Ann hugged him. She planted a kiss smack on his mouth. Her tongue flicked out and licked his dry lips. Her fingers clung to his aching cock.
He wrenched his face away. "Jesus jumping Christ! I don't believe this!" he gasped.
"Did you like that, Daddy? Did it feel good when I jacked you off?"
Don groaned. His mind was in a whirl. He wanted to fuck the hot kid so badly his cock was up like a steel pole. He had to have time to collect his scattered wits. He lay back, letting her use both hands on him. She knelt between his legs again, bending over him. He knew she was waiting. Jesus! She wanted to take his cum when he shot!
The thought wiped him out. He closed his eyes. His cock grew rigid. Without warning, it went off again. His eyes snapped open, not believing he could cum again so fast. He saw her lips close over his cock-head. He saw his jerking prick unload a roaring river of hot cum into his daughter's sucking mouth.
This time, both to his relief and his distress, his cock went down and hung limp. He shoved the hot girl away and staggered out, hitting the walls as he made for his bedroom. He had to think. He had to resist his wild urge to fuck his own daughter.
CHAPTER THREE
Don felt his bed moving. His eyes opened. He saw his cock sticking up in the air. Ann climbed into bed, standing over him with her feet firmly planted on either side of his chest.
He looked straight up into her hot cunt. She reached down, opening her pussy-lips. She smiled. Her finger slid slowly up into her tight cunt.
Ann did not say one word. She stood over him, holding her cunt open so he could see how tightly her pussy-hole snuggled around her finger. He heard her cunt suck and pull on her intruding finger. He felt his cock grow achingly hard.
She smiled softly, working her finger ever so slowly. He saw her finger circling around on her clit-tip. He saw her finger slide back into her pussy-hole. She took it out and licked it, smiling down at him. He had never seen a woman do anything so sexy! It was lewd! It was no kid trick. Shit! How old was Ann, anyway? Where the hell did she get the horny instinct to hit him right where he lived? How did she know what drove him insane with lust? If he had only known she was watching him when he banged his secretary! That was what did it! That had flipped his daughter out. He groaned, but his cock couldn't care less that it was his own girl's cunt it wanted to get into. It was stiff as a board. Throbbing. Aching. It didn't seem to know he had come twice already. It wanted to fuck the pussy that was swaying and gyrating over his face, taking a finger-no-oh, Jesus!-two fingers up into it!
Suddenly Ann squatted down. She held her open cunt just inches above his mouth. His nostrils flared as the sweet scent of her hot pussy drifted down to his nose. His mouth opened. With a low sigh, Ann settled her cunt down over his mouth. Her kness pressed into the bed on either side of his head. Her fingers reached down to hold her cunt open for him. His tongue flicked out. It grazed her clit.
With an agonized groan, he slid his tongue up into her smooth cunt-hole. Her pussy closed around his tongue. Her cunt pulled back, dragging his tongue half out of his mouth. Jesus! Her pussy-hole was so strong and so tight!
Ann's mouth opened. She began to pant. She pulled his mouth up tightly against her open cunt. She worked on his tongue like she had a cock up her virgin cunt. She fucked him, spearing his tongue into her tight cunt-hole. He had no idea his daughter was so strong! Her hands gripped his head like a vise. Her velvet cunt clung around his tongue. Her hot pussy-juice flowed down into his mouth. He swallowed convulsively. She tasted fresh. Sweet. Better than Jane. Better than his own wife had ever tasted-even the first time he went down on her in the back of his old Buick, the night of the graduation prom.
Ann purred steadily, settling down more firmly onto his upthrust mouth. She held his head tightly against her crotch. Her other hand reached behind. He jumped a foot up off the bed! She was jacking him off again-and making him suck and swallow her flowing pussy-juice!
She suddenly swung around, stretching out. Her mouth closed over his flaming hot cock. Her cunt ground down over his mouth. She shifted around, getting her clit right where he could tug on it with his mouth. Her teeth raked up and down his jerking cock.
He was sucking his daughter and feeling her mouth driving him along toward another wild come! His hands reached for her undulating hips, holding her over him and making her quiver with ecstasy as he sucked on her hot clit.
Don suddenly groaned again. Loudly! Ann was moving down on his body, jerking his legs up and open. Her tongue licked down between his asscheeks. It flicked and probed around, working ever so slowly into his asshole. No woman had ever taken him over this way! His hot daughter was doing everything she wanted to with him. What the hell books had his hot kid been reading? Where had she learned how to suck cock and lick an asshole the way she did? Who the fuck cared! Don let himself go!
Now, he raised his head. He pushed her knees forward, making her sit back on his face. His tongue drove into Ann's fluttering asshole. He tongue-fucked the living hell out of his hot kid. She held herself up on her stiff arms, thrusting her ass back at him, whimpering.
She moved a bit higher. His tongue slipped into her slick cunt-hole. She eased down. Her asshole was smack in front of his mouth. He buried his tongue in it. She moved up again, offering him her pussy-hole. He felt her cunt closing more and more tightly every time his tongue slid in. She was coming! She was having her first come from being tongue fucked!
Her knees moved closer to his head. He heard her panting harder and harder. She had forgotten his aching cock, for now. She worked her ass, fucking his tongue like a madwoman. His jaws began to ache. It felt like she was jerking his tongue right out of his mouth!
Suddenly she moaned-a low, shaky moan. Her head bent down. She nuzzled her face into his cock-hair. She shook violently. Not a sound escaped her compressed lips. She kept coming and coming!
Ann slid off him. Her body shook like a leaf. Her face was brick-red. She lay trembling beside him for long minutes. Don lay quietly, his finger up her hot cunt and his cock throbbing in her clenched fist. Ever so slowly, her hand began to move. She opened her legs a little, moving back to bury his long middle finger as deeply as it would go in her tight pussy-hole.
The hot girl worked her hips, fucking herself with his finger. Her hand moved steadily, insistently, up and down his jerking cock. He brought her off again with his finger. She rolled on her side, her hands tearing the sheet as she silently, convulsively clutched the ripped cloth to her heaving tits, coming harder than she had before. He wondered why she didn't cry out. He didn't know Ann had conditioned herself to keep quiet when she came, so her mom wouldn't hear her. Old habits die hard. The girl made no sound. She came and came, clutching his finger inside her cunt-hole.
When her tremors subsided, he watched her slowly sitting up. He saw his girl moving up over him. Her legs straddled his body. Her hands held his throbbing cock-head as she eased herself lower, spearing his prick up into her tight pussy-hole. With a long low sigh, she settled all the way down.
Don clenched his teeth. He felt his cock bending. Holy shit! She was so fucking tight! He pressed his hips down into the bed. He moved up. His slick cock-head worked past the tight outer lips of her cunt. Ann chewed her lip, sweat breaking out all over her body. She trembled, but she kept moving up and down, ever so slowly, working his rigid cock into her cunt-hole inch by inch.
Don wished she would say something. Anything! It was spooky to watch her face and her tightly closed lips. He wished to God she would cry out! Scream! He must be hurting her. She never let out a peep. She just gritted her teeth, working him farther and farther into her yielding pussy-hole.
Ann bent her head way down. She swallowed hard. Her daddy's cock was gone! She had it all inside her. Every inch! She puffed out her cheeks, sitting on him. His cock jerked hotly in her cunt. It felt like she was cutting off his madly pumping blood. His cock felt red-hot, but numb. She was squeezing the hell out of his aching prick!
Ann moved a little, settling her knees into the mattress on either side of her daddy's sweating body. Her hands slid up to grip his shoulders. Her eyes grew round, watching his cock slide out and then slide back in again as she slowly rode his hard prick.
Her nails dug into his flesh. She shuddered.
Sweat dripped off her trembling body. It splashed onto his chest. Her hips began stroking his cock in and out of her tight cunt-hole. She heaved up, holding herself open with just the very tip of his pulsing cock. Then she sat down. Down! Down! She ground her clit against the base of his aching prick.
Suddenly, she stretched out flat. Her arms went under him. She rolled over, keeping his hard cock buried to the hilt in her bleeding pussy-hole. Her hands shoved him up, making him sit between her legs. Her nails dug into his asscheeks. He jumped and begin thrusting into her tight cunt-hole. Ann settled her ass down onto the mattress. Her arm muscles flexed pushing him back and forth. She fucked herself with his cock, chewing on her swollen lower lip.
Jesus! It had been years since Don had his cock in such a tight pussy. His lust-fogged brain tried to remember his last virgin fuck. He could not come up with her name. She had been a sexy little girl. Thin. Ugly, even. But the hottest fuck, once he had opened her up, that he could ever remember having. God gives the homely something else, when he holds out on good looks and big tits. He remembered how she had fucked him for two straight hours, after he had taken her cherry. How he had bragged about his marathon session! His buddies told him to get lost and stop making them want to whack off from listening to his horny story. He had been-oh shit!-he had been a teenager! The same age as the wild girl who was taking his cock, right now, and making him fuck her hot cunt just like the thin nymph he'd had in school!
Ann closed her eyes. Her hands kept moving her daddy's rigid cock in and out of her slick cunt-hole, but her mind was drifting. She was up on Cloud Nine! Never in her most erotic dreams had she ever even guessed this was what it would be like to be fucked! Now, she understood why Jane had panted and made the swing springs creak so loudly. Why, she had almost ripped her daddy's hair out when she came-with his cock ramming up her pussy-hole. She could feel a strange new kind of climax sneaking up on her. Building slowly. Her cunt was tightening even more around the thick cock-shaft gliding so smoothly in and out.
Don felt his girl's sharp fingernails digging deeper into his flesh. The kid was coming again! He hoped she wouldn't bring him off along with her when she hit her pinnacle of ecstasy. He wanted to fuck her all day long without stopping!
Shit! He was no longer a teen-ager. How many hot loads had his balls pumped into how many hot cunts? He never kept track. But the tight pussy he was in, now, threatened to tear his cock out by the roots. He had never felt such a strong cunt around his prick!
Ann stretched her legs out flat on the bed. Her fists clenched. Her back arched. He felt her begin to shake harder and harder. She slid into a deep, intense orgasm. Her hips stopped moving. Her cunt gripped his aching cock. He felt her pussy-muscles rippling. Her cunt-muscles squeezed his cock just like her fingers had. He tried his hardest not to come. Fuck it! It was too much!
Don let his cock erupt, again! His cum stung and burned like liquid fire as it coursed up through his jerking cock and poured into his daughter's pussy-hole.
She came up off the bed, doubling up. Her head banged against his. She didn't even feel the hard blow. She fell back, twisting under him as his balls emptied. To his utter astonishment, his cock stayed up as hard as it had when he'd once fucked that ugly chick into her first cock-climax. Jesus! Maybe he would be able to hold out long enough to satisfy his hot girl!
The moment her body stopped trembling from her wild orgasm, Ann slid back. His cock snapped up. He watched his hot daughter turning over. She came up on her hands and knees. Her hands reached back to spread her asscheeks. She wiggled her ass at his bright red cock-tip. She knelt down, hugging a pillow against her firm tits. Ann waited for him to fuck her up her ass!
Don could not believe what he was doing! He stared at his twitching cock moving closer and closer to her little round brown asshole that was hotly exposed, waiting to be penetrated. The kid wanted it all. Everything! She wanted him to fuck her up her virgin ass! Even that ugly, skinny bitch hadn't thought of that. She had kept his cock in her cunt all the time. His daughter wanted the whole fucking sex manual. Page by page.
Don got a firm two-handed grip on his hard cock. He held his prick pressed against Ann's asshole, letting her move back and work it into her tight ass. He heard her whimper as her ass-channel stretched to take his wide cock inside. She got it halfway in and hesitated, panting and wiping the sweat from her face with her pillow.
Don held still. His aching cock throbbed and hurt like hell. He wished his balls on his worst enemy. They felt as big as basketballs! He could feel them filling up, again. Jesus H. Christ! He couldn't understand how he could keep his cock so rockhard. His girl kept him so off balance-and so fucking hot-his cock had taken him over completely!
Ann's tight asshole was slick with her own pussy-juices. She moved back, forcing him into her. How different it felt! He and his wife had tried ass-fucking only a few times. She complained so much, he gave up trying to get his cock into her ass. Ann just bit her lip and kept on trying to take every inch. Every hard, hard inch!
He shuffled up closer to her. His hands closed over her hip bones. He drove his cock into his daughter, sinking it all the way home. Ann gasped and pulled the pillow over her head, but her ass wiggled hotly. Her cunt dribbled hot juice down her shaking legs. He snapped his cock into her, pulled it out-and rammed it home, again! Now, his prick slid all the way in without stopping. Smoothly. He was hitting his stride. He bent over her, driving hard. She threw the pillow against the wall and reached under her to push her finger up her soaked cunt.
Ann could feel his immense cock through the thin membrane separating her pussy from her ass-tunnel. She felt his hard prick working inside her ass. It was weird. He didn't hurt half as much as when he had first gone into her. She wondered if she could come from being ass-fucked. The sensations were painful, but she found herself responding to that pain. What wild things she was learning about herself! About sex! Her sex manual didn't say one damn word about taking it up the ass. Ann bet some old maid had scribbled the text while she worked a candle into her cunt. She was learning more about fucking in this one wild session with her daddy than she had ever learned-even from the school washroom gossip she'd heard! Her lips curled. Those dumb bitches in her class. They had never even tried ass-fucking, she told herself. If they had ... oh shit ... what was happening to her now?
Ann felt her asshole begin to burn. Her nerves were getting tense again. She was going to come. Yes! She was going to come this way-with a hard cock up her asshole!
Don saw his girl begin to tense. He watched her fists clenching. Shit! She was off into another wild orgasm! This time, he wanted to come with her.
Fuck trying to be a stud! His balls felt so swollen and tender he knew he'd limp into his office like he'd been kicked.
Ann fell flat on the bed. He lurched after her, keeping his cock buried to the hilt in her hot ass. He came at the same split-second his daughter tore the hell out of the sheets. He lay on her, panting, feeling his aching cock pouring his load of cum up her ass.
He rolled flat on his back, looking at the white ceiling tilt and fuzz out of focus. That last come had done it! His cock drooped. He was almost glad. No real reason to fuck myself to death, he fuzzily thought to himself. Ann will be around awhile. He hoped he would be! But if he had to go, was there a better way?
CHAPTER FOUR
The next morning, Ann tackled her dull housework more willingly than she ever had before. She was ecstatically happy. Her head was full of plans. Every one was about a different way to fuck her daddy!
After he had left for work, she'd tumbled into bed and played with her cunt while she studied every page in her manual that told about different sexual positions a man and a woman could get into. Her mind raced. There were so many ways!
Man on top. Girl on top. On the side. From the back. Standing. On chairs. On sofas. The list seemed endless!
Ann closed the book, fingering her pussy-hole. She could put three fingers in without it hurting at all. It was hard to get them back! The hot teen-ager was amazed at how strong the muscles were, inside her pussy-hole.
Enough sexy daydreaming. She put on panties and a bra. And her old housedress fit too tightly to be comfortable, now that her tits had grown so much bigger.
She was busy in the living-room with the vacuum when the front door bell jangled. The man standing on the porch looked at her full tits lifting and falling as she breathed hard from her exertions. His eyes dropped to the swell of her cunt-mound that made the front of her old dress poke out like a tiny hill.
"Yes?"
"Ah ... is your mother home, young lady?"
"She's dead."
"Oh. I'm sorry. Ah ... well, I'm selling specially-made, extra-nice neckties. For gifts. Perhaps there is someone...."
Ann immediately thought about her father's recent birthday. She had neglected to buy him anything. She swung the door open and motioned the salesman to come in. He opened his display case and watched Ann picking out and holding up several garish, loud ties.
He stood watching her, licking his lips and rubbing his hands on his trousers. What a piece of ass this kid would be! Look at the tits on the doll! His fingers twitched. That ass! Two round firm asscheeks lifted her dress so much the hem came up in the back. He had eight rock-hard inches of cock he'd love to "sell" this gorgeous bitch!
"I don't think so," Ann muttered. "These are too wild for my daddy. He's a stock broker. A very conservative man. I'm sorry."
The man closed his case. "That's O.K. Can't please all tastes. Um ... mind if I use your phone a minute? Local call. Gotta check in with my office. All alone in this house, huh?" he said, following Ann into the kitchen.
"Yeah. It's sure a lot of work, too, since my mom died. There's the phone. I'll be...."
She never finished her sentence. The moment she turned away, the man swung the phone at her head. It connected with a sharp crack. Ann hit the floor like a sack of oats.
He calmly put the phone back down and stood over her, rubbing his cock and grinning.
"A pretty chick like you deserves company. The best. Me! We're gonna have a little party, honey. Just me and you. In your bed!"
He bent over and scooped her up from the floor. He grunted, draping her over his shoulder. His ham-like hands patted her round ass as he carried her through the living-room, pausing to pick up his sample case.
"Nice ass, baby. Solid. This is my lucky day."
He hummed to himself, carrying her up the stairs. He tossed her on her bed, smiling when he saw how big and roomy the old four-poster was.
"Neat little play pen for us, sweetie. Built to order." He flipped his case open and grabbed a handful of ties. "Finally found out what this fucking crap is good for," he muttered. "Custom made ropes, honey. You deserve the best!"
He tied both her arms to the sturdy oak posters at the head of her bed. Humming tunelessly, he secured her ankles to the bottom posts and tugged at her legs. "That's gonna hold you right where I want you, baby. Now, you just rest a minute. Be back just as soon as I find myself a little drink. Wouldn't be a party without booze, now would it?"
He chuckled, rubbing his hands briskly. His huge erection hurt, jammed in his shorts. He jerked his zipper down and stood for a long minute, stroking his cock and letting his eyes wander up and down Ann's body.
"Nice. Really nice. You should see the old bags I have to talk to, doll. Fat slobs. Hair up in curlers. Fucking rude, inconsiderate bitches. I'd never let them have what I'm gonna give you, pretty baby. My cock deserves the very best!"
He bent over her unconscious form. An ugly lump was beginning to rise where he'd whacked her with the phone. He shrugged and trotted downstairs in search of the booze he'd promised himself.
Ann stirred and moaned. Her eyes snapped open. Her head was splitting! What the hell had happened? She tried to rub her head. Instant panic made her stomach churn. Jesus! She was tied down! In her own bed! She raised her head to stare at the bright rope of neckties that bound her securely. The room spun around. Her stomach heaved with fear. Her mouth went dust dry. She tried to focus her eyes on the hazy figure that was entering her room.
"Coming around, huh? That's good. I like my women alive and kicking," he grinned cheerfully. He tilted the bottle of Old Crow and gulped. "Damn. Good stuff!"
Ann stared at his huge white cock sticking straight out of his fly. He was going to rape her! Her stomach churned with rage and horror. Cold sweat broke out all over her twisting body. She screamed as loud as she could!
He grinned, hefting his heavy cock with his free hand while he took another long pull at the bottle.
"Holler your head off, kid. This place is built like a fort. You ain't got a neighbor within three hundred yards. I checked. No one is going to interrupt our fun!"
He unbuckled his belt, grinning at her as she kicked and pulled at the ties. "They won't break, honey babe. Good material. Strong. Like this cock I'm going to let you have."
He kicked his pants into a corner of her room and put the bottle on her dresser. Ann's eyes riveted to his huge cock that swung back and forth as he moved around the room. It looked like a toilet plunger to the terrified girl. It had a long, thick shaft with a huge round red knob on the end. Blue veins ran along his thick cock. Ann felt like she was going to throw up all over the bed. It was ugly! Her daddy's cock had looked so beautiful. She'd never dreamed a man's prick could look so deadly. So horrible! It bent off to the side, as he stood looking down at her. Her nostrils flared. He stank of booze and sweat. She shrank down into the bed.
"The tits first, kiddo. Gotta see your nice knockers!"
His hand shot out, ripping her dress open. His fingers plunged between her swelling tits and jerked her bra off. Her nipples retreated.
"Hey, now," he grinned. "You got the nicest tits I've seen in six months." He sat down and leaned over her. His tongue flicked over her shrunken nipple. Ann bent her head and bit his ear as hard as she could.
"You hellcat!" he grunted. His hand whipped across her face. She fell back, stunned. Then he grinned. "Good! You got spirit. Wait until I get you goin', sweetie. You'll fuck this cock clear off me. You'll love it. I'm good. You'll find out. You'll remember this fuck as long as you live!"
Ann lay sweating with fear. She shivered. She was sure she was going to vomit all over herself.
The man was insane! Her ears rang from the force of his blow. Her head throbbed. She squeezed her eyes shut. This was a bad dream, that's all. In a minute she would wake up and be alone. Safe. She heard her old cotton dress tearing. Her eyes snapped open. It was no dream. This was real!
He sat staring at her cunt and at the whisps of brown hair that fringed the outside of her cotton panties. The nylon clung to her pussy, showing him the cleft between her pussy-lips and the high rise of her pubic-mound. He bent over, sniffing.
"Rape me and get it over with," she choked. "Then get the fuck out of my room. Out of my house!"
He lifted his head, frowning. "Be nice," he growled. His stubby fingers pulled at her panties. Ann tried to keep her knees together, but he spread her legs, sitting on her left knee and pushing her right leg away. His fingers slid under the elastic band of her panties. He slowly pulled them down.
"Jesus! What a beaut!" He stared at her tight nest of cunt-curls. He bent over. His tongue flicked out. "Tasty! Hot damn! You sure got a nice one! So have I! It's ready to fuck, babe!"
He rammed his finger into her cunt. Ann heaved up, kicking her legs. It did no good. The ties held like steel cords. He moved over between her knees. His finger hurt like hell in her pussy.
"Dry," he muttered. "Fucking dry! I'll fix that!"
He liftd her knees as far up as the tie-ropes would allow. His rough hands scooped under her shaking ass. His mouth clamped down onto her cunt. He licked into her, roughly.
"Get your tongue out of me, you rotten fucker!" she gasped. "I'll pee on you. I will. I'll pee all over your ugly face!"
He sat up, grinning. His middle finger jammed roughly into her pussy-hole. "So pee, already! Betcha can't!"
He jerked his finger out of her cunt. He rammed his thumb in. His middle finger slid down and he forced it into her clenched asshole.
"Ow! That hurts! You miserable, lousy, sadistic no-good mother-fucking...."
Her burst of anger was cut short. His free hand smached against the side of her head. Bright lights flashed before her eyes. She heard him grunt with surprise. She peered through a red haze at her cunt pissing all over his hand. Ann whimpered with fear and shame. She was peeing all over herself! Her bed! She was soaking her own bed with quarts and quarts of hot piss!
He chuckled. The bedsprings squeaked. She watched him coming up over her. She stared at the ugly cock in his hand. Oh, God! Nothing could stop this crazy rapist. He slammed his hard cock into her cunt, sitting and watching her piss all over his prick.
"That's sexy," he laughed. "Never had a chick do that before." He shoved his ugly cock up her resisting cunt-tunnel. "Tight! Shit! Really tight! I thought a chick as pretty as you would have been fucked silly before this. God damn! You're tight as a virgin!"
His cock swelled with excitement. His hands gripped her hip bones. He began fucking her cunt with hard deep thrusts. He panted, muttering under his breath. "Nice. Tight. Holy shit! What a cunt you got, kid!"
Ann withdrew into herself. She went limp. She kept her eyes and her mouth tightly shut. She tried to tell herself this wasn't happening. It was just a horrible nightmare. She lay listening to him panting. His cock felt like a huge steel bolt ramming into her pussy.
Her cunt was beginning to get slick with her own fuck-juices. Her pussy didn't care that she was being raped. It was responding to his hard thrusts just the way it had when her daddy fucked her!
"Oh, shit!" she muttered.
"Yeah," he panted. "Told you. I'm good. You love it. You love to have me fuck you. Admit it, damn you!"
His powerful hands ripped the ties that were bound around her ankles. He lifted her knees, pushing them tightly against her tits. He rode higher on her, sinking every inch of his ugly cock into her cunt-hole-that was getting slicker and juicier with every stroke!
Ann began to whimper. Her cunt clamped down tightly. She could feel her nipples burning and growing stiff. Her clit swelled.
"Fuck! Fuck me, baby! Jesus Christ! What a cunt you've got! Good! So damn good! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
His hard cock churned in and out. Faster. Faster! His heavy balls slapped against her wet ass-flesh. He began to sweat. He reached up and jerked the ties loose that held her arms flat on the bed. "Move! Fuck that cock! You're the hottest piece of ass I've ever had!"
In spite of herself, Ann's fingernails dug into his asscheeks. Her strong arms pulled his cock up tightly into her crotch. She ground her aroused clit against him. He was making her come. The rotten son of a bitch was making her come!
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Slam that thing into me!"
"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah," he panted. "Gotcha goin', now. Fuck that cock! You love it Say it! Say you love to fuck me!"
"Yes!" Ann screamed. "I want it! All of it! Fuck my ass off, you lousy stinking fucker!"
His face grew livid. Sweat poured out of every pore in his body. Ann's legs locked over him. Her hips whipped his long cock in and out of her drenched cunt. He hurt her, but the hurt was good! She hated his guts. She wanted to kill him, but her cunt was making her fuck back at his every brutal thrust.
He kept fucking her. Fucking! Fucking! The bed creaked and squeaked under the pounding of their weight. The sheets were soaked with sweat and piss. Ann was mindlessly fucking. Her nails raked his back. She heaved and bucked under him. She hated herself for letting her hot cunt take her over. She promised herself she would find some way to get back at this fucking rapist-but now she just wanted to fuck her head off!
"Ugh!" he suddenly grunted. He slammed into her hot cunt, holding himself rigidly tight against her quivering clit. She felt his cock jerk inside her.
"You're coming, you fucker you!" she gasped.
"Hell, yes, I'm coming, dammit! You got me, you little bitch. I'm coming. Coming. Oh, shit! My balls are killing me!"
"I hope they do," Ann snarled. Her cunt closed like a vise. She felt his cock throbbing, pouring his cum into her cunt-hole, filling her full and dribbling out to soak into the piss-wet sheets under her writhing ass.
He jerked out. He staggered over to her dresser, grabbing for the bottle of Old Crow. He stood gulping, his cock dribbling cum on the floor. He wiped his mouth, grinning at her. Impulsively, he handed her the heavy bottle.
"Drink up, kid. You're okay, you know. Jesus, what a fuck you are!"
He lurched back into her bed, forcing her legs apart. He reached down with both hands to guide his still-hard cock back into her cum-drenched pussy. Ann lifted her knees and let him get his ugly cock into her pussy again. She tilted the bottle, choking as the whiskey burned down her throat and into her fluttering stomach.
She lay clutching the bottle, rolling under him as he picked up his pace, fucking her slick cunt-hole. Her eyes narrowed. Now, she had control of herself. He was sitting on his legs, staring at his long cock slamming in and out. He moved up tighter to her, bending his head, watching her tight cunt-lips folding in and pushing out around his wide cock as he fucked into her-faster and faster!
Ann gripped the heavy bottle and smashed it down on top of his head. It shattered into a hundred sharp fragments, the whiskey splashing down over the rapist's stinking, sweaty body.
He didn't even grunt. Her arms shot out, pushing him off her. She rolled off the bed, swaying, staring down at him laying on the floor-covered with glass shards and booze and sweat.
Ann turned away and threw up. Her stomach muscles convulsed. She vomited all over her bed.
A strange calmness steadied her shattered nerves. She stood looking down at the unconscious salesman. He was still breathing. Shit! She had really wanted to kill the lousy fucker! Her face felt hot. It burned with shame that he had been able to get her going. What the hell was wrong with her? Why had she let her pussy take her over the way it had? She shivered. Fuck it. She'd worry about herself later.
She bent over, grabbing his ankles. Puffing, she dragged him out of her room. Down the hall. Down the steps. His head bumped with a sickening thud on every step. Her stomach churning, she got a firmer grip on him and dragged him over the living-room floor into the kitchen. She opened the door. She kicked him, rolling his body out onto the back porch. Her lips curled up. She took a great satisfaction in the hollow thudding of her feet against his ribs.
She stumbled back up the stairs. She found his case and his pants. She threw them out the window on top of his inert body. Her stomach still retching, she cleaned up her room, changing the sheets and jerking the torn ties off her bedposts. She threw the fragments of cloth out her window.
Ann stood under the shower for twenty minutes, hoping the rushing water could wash away the memory of being raped. She fumbled through the bathroom drawers and unearthed her dead mother's douche syringe. She filled it three times, cleaning her cunt of the rapist's cum.
She stood looking at her face in the mirror. Tears welled to her eyes. She had a horrible bruise on her head. The imprint of his fist was still red where he had struck her on the face. The other side of her jaw was blue. Swelling. It was so tender, tears flowed down hotly when she gingerly touched her face.
She hoped the fucker would die on her back porch before he came to and staggered away. She hadn't been able to think of anything else to do. She had heard how the cops asked thousands of embarrassing questions, if a girl claimed she'd been raped. Ann wanted it all over. Here and now.
She didn't understand how she could have responded to a man, under conditions like that. Her cunt worried her more than her face. Her face would heal. Quickly. But what was she going to do with a pussy that would take even a rapist's cock-and love every fucking stroke?
Ann fell into bed and cried herself to sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Good, God, Ann honey! What the hell happened to you?"
For a second, Ann felt pure panic. Then she recognized the figure of her father, rimmed with silver from the bright moon shining in through her bedroom window.
"Daddy! Wha ... what time is it?"
"Midnight. Who cares? What did you do to your face, sweetie? You're cheeks are swollen. You have a lump on your noggin like a turkey egg!"
He flipped her lamp on. Ann lay quietly, letting him stare at her face. She was determined to say nothing about being raped. She wanted to forget about it-more than anything in the world!
"Did you fall?"
Ann looked past her dad. His secretary was standing just outside the spill of light from her tiny lamp. Her face looked genuinely concerned. Full of love. And something else! Ann realized she was lying stark naked in bed. She had slept all day and all evening, totally exhausted. Jane's question about falling made her numbed brain come up with an answer for her dad.
"Yeah. I mean, yes, daddy." She shuddered inwardly. The fucking salesman had always said "yeah". "I tripped on the stairs. Knocked myself out."
"Shit! You shouldn't be alone in this house, honey. Who knows what could happen to you while I'm at work?"
He brushed her hair back, very tenderly, and kissed her lightly on her neck. Ann glanced down. Oh, shit! Her nipples were getting hard! She realized she had put her hand on his crotch. She jerked it away. He could turn her on just with one quick, sweet little kiss!
Jane was undressing! What the hell? Ann lay holding her father's hand.
"Let me stay with her tonight, Don," Jane suggested. "She probably has a concussion. If she gets up and wanders around in the night...."
Don nodded, agreeing instantly. He stood up. "In the morning, we'll try to figure out something so you won't be here alone. I'm beat. Long day, and a hard evening."
He grinned down at his daughter. She smiled back, feeling her pussy begin to itch. She bet he had been fucking the bejesus out of his secretary before he came home.
He winked at her. "Uh-huh," he chuckled. "Now, I'm going to take my tired cock to bed. Jane will sleep with you, sweets."
He went down the hall to his own room. Jane slipped naked into bed beside Ann. She stretched out with a long sigh. Her hand patted Ann's soft thigh. It stayed there!
"Go to sleep, Ann. In the morning you'll be all better. You'll see."
Jane's eyes closed. In just a minute she was breathing softly, her big bare tits rising and falling. Ann could smell her hot cunt. She was sure it was still dripping with her daddy's cum. The hand on her leg stayed right there. Jane's fingers were almost touching Ann's rapidly dampening pussy.
Ann was wide-awake. She was burning with curiosity. Never once had she seen a mature woman's cunt. Not up close. What did a cunt look like after it had been fucked a thousand times? Did a female's clit bend out of shape, like that asshole salesman's cock?
The young girl turned on her side. Jane's hand pressed against her cunt. Ann could feel her clit swelling and beginning to itch. She reached out, timidly, and slowly pushed Jane's legs apart. The woman stirred and muttered something, but she didn't wake up.
Ann leaned over the sleeping woman. Her eyes widened. Jane's cunt had hair only on the very top of it! Down in between her legs, she was shaved clean as a whistle. It had been too dark on the front porch for the girl to see Jane's cunt before. Now, she realized why her dad had flipped out, watching Jane finger-fuck herself. Jane liked to show off her trim cunt and feel a man's tongue licking her bare pussy. She'd cut her hair away so there would be nothing at all between her sensitive pussy-flesh and the lapping touches of a man's tongue.
Ann felt her cunt growing wetter. It began to itch so much, she unconsciously rubbed it against the edge of Jane's hand. A second later, she caught her breath and fell back onto the bed. Jane was playing with her cunt, in her sleep! Ann could feel two fingers brushing gently up and down. She reached between her legs, using two fingers to open her tight cunt-lips so Jane could get her moving fingertip on Ann's aroused clit.
Jane's touch felt strange-more gentle than even her dad's. Her pussy was quivering-rippling inside, like she had her father's cock in her. Ann rubbed her nipples. They stood up like pencil erasers. She licked her lips, wondering about herself again. Holy cow! Even a sleeping woman could make her hot! Her pussy was trickling a small puddle of hot juice down into the tight crack of her asscheeks. Her hips were moving, making her clit drag ecstatically against the finger that was pressing down harder, now.
"You like that, don't you?" Jane whispered.
"Oh! I-I thought you were asleep."
"I was, honey, until your sweet pussy began to move under my hand. You're so hot, the heat from your body would melt a rock!"
"I-I have a terrible headache," Ann lied shamelessly. "I really don't know what I'm doing."
"Bullshit, sweetie," Jane whispered cheerfully. "You are one hot little girl. Admit it! You love me to finger your cunt. Don't you? Don't you?" she insisted.
Jane came up on her elbow. Her heavy tits rubbed against Ann's arm. Her finger slid all the way up into Ann's slickly wet pussy-hole.
"No need to be ashamed about being a woman, honey. I love to feel someone doing what I'm doing to you. And I don't care if it's a man or a woman. Sex is just natural, Ann. Relax. Give in. Open your legs a little wider."
Ann slowly lifted her knees. Her legs spread open wider. Her hips came up off the bed.
"Oh, God! Your finger feels so good in me," she breathed. "Rub my clit. Um-mm-m!"
Ann gave herself over to the rapturous feelings that were making her slide her hands under her asscheeks and lift her cunt up off the bed. Her pussy closed like a velvet trap around Jane's intruding finger. Her hips worked, moving her cunt-hole up and down. That strong finger went all the way in. A thumb rubbed over her burning clit.
"Hot! You are one hot little kid."
Ann mumbled. "I'm grown up. I've been fucked already." It was on the tip of her tongue to tell Jane who had put his rigid cock up her cunt, but she held back. Her pussy was in high gear. It could not care less that Ann hardly knew the woman who was fingering her along the swift path to a raging hot climax!
Jane's finger slid down between Ann's clenching asscheeks. The girl gasped. Her asshole gripped the slick intruder like it would never let it go.
Jane laughed softly. "You like that, too, don't you?" She suddenly slid her body over Ann. Her hands lifted the teen-ager's knees higher. Her mouth closed over Ann's pussy. Her finger kept working in and out of her tight asshole-which was stinging but enjoying the strange touch.
"Suck me," Ann whispered. "Suck my pussy harder. You do it so damn good!" When Jane moved up over her and put a knee on either side of her head, Ann opened her mouth. Jane settled down. Her cunt moved sensuously up and down against the girl's tongue.
Ann's head was in a whirl. She could taste her daddy's cum. She licked Jane's mature cunt-flesh. Sweet pussy-juice flowed into Ann's mouth.
Ann abandoned herself to the rapturous joys of sucking a cunt. Her tongue probed deeply into Jane's pussy-hole. The squeezing hotness of the woman's cunt thrilled the girl. She sucked and licked like she was starved for love-for sex!-as though she had sucked off a dozen hot cunts. She matched the movements of her tongue with Jane's. The woman knew every single sensitive spot in her cunt. Ann began to quiver and shudder from head to toe.
She jerked Jane's wiggling ass down to her face. She then licked madly into the tight asshole that gripped her tongue.
"Oh, Jesus, Ann. That makes me so fucking hot!" Jane gasped. Her finger flew in and out of Ann's raging hot asshole. Her hips whipped forward and back, driving Ann's probing tongue way into her ass-channel.
Jane's knees pressed against Ann's ribs. She tilted the sucking girl's hips up and drove her tongue into Ann's asshole. Two seconds later, they were both coming.
"Now, shove your tongue into my cunt!" Jane panted. "I'm coming, Ann! Coming! Coming!"
She slammed Ann's legs flat. Her teeth pulled and nipped on the climaxing chick's swollen clit. She brought Ann off twice in rapid succession while her own cunt ground down against the teenager's uplifted face.
Ann jerked her mouth away, gasping for air. Her orgasm smashed through her shaking body like a battering ram. Her knees slapped together.
She doubled up, jamming her finger up her cunt, rubbing her clit to help herself keep on coming. Her pussy owed her more than one climax. She never came from the rapist jamming his hard cock into her cunt. Now, her cunt was catching up!
"Holy fuck!" Jane panted, watching Ann furiously rubbing her clit-coming and rolling around on the bed. "I thought I got all tore up when I came. You make me feel like an old grandmother!"
Ann slowly stopped trembling. Her legs straightened. She took her wet hand away from her hot, slick pussy. She lay looking dreamily at her dad's secretary who was rubbing her chin thoughtfully.
"Someone like you would love what I have in my purse," she smiled. "Just a little toy I bought for when I get the urge to fuck and there's no man around."
She slid off the bed and came back with her purse in her hand, peering inside the leather bag. With a sexy smile, she held her hand out to Ann.
Ann reached out to hold the huge red vibrator Jane offered her. She had seen them advertised in magazines, but the pictures always showed the woman holding it against her face. The copy said something about being more lovely than ever, if you increased the circulation of your blood with the vibrator's gentle touches. Now, she realized it could be used for another purpose. How square could she be!
Jane took it back and pushed Ann's legs open. She pressed the red tip of the vibrator against the teen-ager's erect clit that peeked up out of its nest of brown pussy-curls. Jane's hand moved to twist the bottom of the tool.
"Oh! Oh, that feels so weird!" Ann gasped. Her hand flew down to press the vibrator hard against her cunt. It slid down between her slick pussy-lips. Jane smiled in a very horny way and pushed it right up into Ann's slick cunt-hole.
Ann grabbed her ankles, lifting her legs high and wide. She tilted her hips to watch the red vibrator sticking lewdly out of her cunt. Her hips rolled like she was fucking a real cock. Jane kept a firm grip on the end of the tool, letting the hot chick fuck herself with her busily humming toy.
"You can take it all in, baby. You've been fucked, all right. You're not a virgin! He must have been hung pretty well."
Ann was past the point of caring about keeping secrets. "My daddy's cock is bigger than this thing," she panted.
Jane's eyes widened. She came up on her knees. "Aha! So that's why he begged off on his morning session with me! You must have really fucked his cock good, honey."
"Put that thing up my ass," Ann panted. "I want to feel it buzzing in my asshole. Ram it in! I don't care if it does hurt!"
She turned over, coming up on her hands and knees. She grabbed for her pillow and clutched it tightly to her aching tits. Her ass wiggled in the air.
Jane grinned and inserted the tip of the buzzing tool in Ann's slick asshole. She opened her hand and pressed with the flat of her palm, sinking the vibrator in with one quick shove.
"Oh, shit! It hurts! It hurts so fucking good!" Ann panted. "Don't just leave it there! Move it in and out. Fuck my ass with it. Fuck me! Fuck me, I tell you!"
Jane jammed her finger up Ann's slick cunt while she whipped the vibrator in and out of her clenched asshole.
"No wonder Don walked with a limp this morning," Jane muttered. "It's a miracle he could get it up and fuck my ass all over the seat of the car when we parked outside. You are enough for two men, you hot little bitch!"
"Jerk it out! Shove it up my cunt! Get your fingers out of me! I want to fuck that thing! It feels so good! So strange! It's rough, but I love it!"
Ann knelt down, spreading her feet, tilting herself so the vibrator rubbed against her inflamed clit as Jane fucked her with the hard plastic rod.
"I'm gonna come!" Ann panted. "I'll pee. I know I will. I always do when I get this hot!"
"So let it fly, honey. Nothing like a really good climax. Sometimes I do worse than pee. Talk about being embarrased! I fart and piss and grunt like a damn hog if I've got a really huge cock up my cunt."
Ann clenched her fists. Her cunt clamped down so hard it popped the vibrator right out. Her fingers flew down to grip her cunt, again. She didn't wet the bed this time, but her orgasm was so strong, she kicked Jane right off the bed.
"Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry," Ann cried. "I didn't mean to do that, I-that damn thing made me come so fucking hard!"
Jane got up. She grinned, not at all upset. She tossed the vibrator back into her purse.
"Let that be a lesson to me," she laughed. "From now on, I'll get the hell out of your way when you come. Honest to God, honey, you are the wildest chick I've ever met. I got some competition, I can see."
She tumbled back into bed and pulled the sheet up over them."Go to sleep, you hot fucker, you," she grinned. "If you don't make it, it's okay to wake me up."
In two minutes, Ann heard her breathing softly. She sleeps the same way I do, Ann thought to herself. With her hand cupping her pussy. The cunt under that hand was the one Ann was determined would not see too much of her daddy's cock. Jane was sweet and sexy. But it was every woman for herself!
Ann finally drifted off to sleep. The finger in her slick cunt-hole was her father's hard cock-to her drowsy mind. She mumbled in her sleep, saying a name. Jane roused herself and listened for a long moment.
The name Ann was mumbling was not "Daddy".
CHAPTER SIX
Ann sat across the breakfast table from Jane. She had loaned the secretary one of her robes. The woman's big tits stretched out the flimsy fabric. Her nipples were dark under the white nylon.
She looked at her dad. He was absently stirring his coffee. His other hand was in his lap. She bet he was squeezing his cock, turning on looking at those tits straining to get out of that tight robe.
The girl frowned and sulked. She regarded Jane as a real threat. She wanted all her daddy's cock. All the time! What right did this bitch have to be so close to him all day-to tease him and suck him off and fuck him on his own desk? Ann wished he would stay at home with her!
She sighed. Jane looked at her, oddly.
"You were talking in your sleep last night," she said. "Who is Skip?"
Her dad shot her a quick glance. He was jealous! Good! Maybe he would hold Jane off, and come home early and fuck his hot daughter like she wanted him to! She knew the thought of her fucking around bothered him. What did he expect-that she would just go on fingering her burning clit after having found out what it was like to have a stiff cock reaming her fuck-hole?
"He lives next door," Ann said sullenly.
Her dad stood up, shoving his hard cock to a neutral corner of his shorts.
"Time to go to work. Stay in the house, Ann. Alone! I'll see about hiring some woman to be here with you. Don't bother fixing dinner. I'll be late."
The minute her dad and Jane had left, Ann skipped upstairs and ducked under the shower. Her head was full of plans. They were not about how to handle a stupid housekeeper!
She soaped her cunt and her ass. She rinsed off and slid the douche syringe up her touchy pussy-hole. Ann jerked it out and watched the water flow down her legs. She put the douche away and stood fingering her clit. She was thinking about the good-looking boy who lived next door. He was her age. Shy. Quiet. Skip hardly ever said two words to her when he came to collect for the newspaper.
Shit! That's it! He was due to come by today! She whisked into her bedroom and threw clothes in all directions-looking for just the right skirt and blouse to put on.
She picked out an old blouse. One with loose button holes. She chose a skirt that revealed the bottom of her smooth asscheeks when she bent over. The hell with a bra and panties! She wanted the action to roll right along. Ann jammed her feet into her sandals and hastily brushed her hair. Both her nipples poked out at her, in her mirror. The bruises on her face were almost gone. Marvelous what can happen when a girl's blood circulation was stepped up, she thought. Who needed a facial vibrator?
Ann frittered away the morning. Skip didn't come to her house. By noon, she was tired of playing with her pussy. Kid stuff. Fuck it. She wandered out into the back yard, trying hard to keep her hand away from her itching cunt.
"Hi! You got any oil at your place?"
Ann ran over to the fence. Skip was working on his bike. All he had on was a pair of old shorts. Her eyes riveted to his crotch. Her hands began to get sweaty. She could feel her nipples getting hard.
"Sure. I'll bring it over."
She ran into the garage and found a small can of oil. The gate banged behind her as she almost skipped into his yard. She squatted down beside him, watching him carefully oiling the front wheel bearings.
He reached for a rag and did a quick double take. She saw his cheeks getting red. Her heart began to thud in her ears. He could see her bare legs and the soft curve of her asscheeks as her skirt hiked up when she squatted down.
Ann moved like an Indian stalking his prey. She shifted around, opening her knees. He stared through the spokes of the wheel at her exposed cunt.
Ann was quiet, watching his crotch. Her fingers twitched. His cock-tip was sneaking out of his shorts and down his leg. She watched it swelling.
"That's nice," she murmured.
"What?"
"Your prick. You're getting a hard-on."
"It's your fault," he mumbled. "You don't have any panties on."
"I know that," Ann grinned. "If you'd like to get a really good look at my pussy, come on over. Nobody's home. I dare you!"
She stood up and looked him right in the eye. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. She flipped it open. He stared at her tight tit-mounds, each one topped with a hard nipple.
"Jesus!" he muttered. "I'll be over." He stood up, turning red but letting her see his hard cock sticking up and lifting the leg of his shorts. "You sure are a hot chick. I-I never had a babe come on so fast."
Had he told the truth, he would have said he'd never had a babe come on at all. He was still cherry! Not that he didn't whack off every damn day-or watch her windows hoping to catch glimpses of her moving around without any clothes on. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he'd get her pussy practically right in the palm of his hand.
Ann glanced at his house and moved closer to him. Her hand closed around his throbbing cock. She turned around, keeping her back to his kitchen in case his mom was working in there. Her fingers pushed her blouse wide-open.
"Like them?" she asked. "You do. I can tell. Your cock is hard as a brick. Bring it over to my house. Now!"
Ann closed her blouse and patted his jerking cock. He'd begun to sweat already. She wondered how she could be so bold with him. Inside, she was shaking. She wanted to be fucked! He was handy and damn good-looking. It was almost impossible to let go of his cock, but he sure as hell couldn't walk down the alley and into her yard with his fantastic erection bobbing up and down. His mom would pee her pants if she saw him heading for a wild fuck session-following his hard cock like an arrow pointing straight in front of him.
Ann met him just inside her kitchen door. Her hand went straight for his crotch. He jumped. His prick quickly swelled and ached worse than it had when he once pumped off three loads in a row!
Her quick fingers ripped his shorts open. She knelt in front of him. Her hands lifted his rising cock. Without a single word, she opened her lips and slid his cock into her mouth.
He was in shock. What a wild chick! His balls tightened. Skip automatically reached out and grabbed her head. She slid down on his cock-shaft. He came to life with a sudden start and began fucking her mouth. He shuffled closer to her.
His confused mind flipped back to the one time he had seen his dad with a hard-on. He'd run into the bathroom and skidded to a quick stop, staring at his naked father with his hard cock almost out of sight in his mother's mouth. He'd backed out, stammering and apologizing, but he had never forgotten the look of utter bliss on his dad's face. Now he knew why! Ann's tongue was driving him ape! She licked his throbbing cock-shaft up one side, over his twitching cock-head, down the other side, and back up again. Her cheeks sucked in. He felt the fantastic suction of her mouth. His hips kept driving his hard cock deeper down her throat.
"Suck that fucker!" Skip gasped. "Suck me until you blow my damn balls off! You really know how to handle a guy's cock!"
Shit! What did he know. She might be the lousiest prick-sucker in the whole world. But to him, she was good beyond belief! His balls swelled. He was sure he was going to come. He could not stop his cock from wanting to go clear down her throat.
Ann pulled her head back. She looked up and smiled. Her tongue flicked out. She licked up the tender underside of his throbbing cock.
"Am I doing O.K.?" she murmured.
He wanted to tell her he thought she was terrific. Unbelievable! But he thought he ought to play it cool. Skip still could not believe he was standing naked in her kitchen with his hard cock in her mouth! He hoped to God his mom wouldn't go looking for him. She would have a stroke if she saw her cherry son getting his cock sucked off.
His mother loved to suck cock, too. When he'd burst into the bathroom, she hadn't stopped licking his dad's hard prick for even one second. Skip had fallen asleep each night, dreaming of shoving his cock in his mom's mouth and blowing his balls off. Now, he was having his erotic dreams come true. So fast! So easy! Ann had just come over, showed him her cunt and her tits, and invited him to a sex party for two. It was enough to make a kid really believe in Santa Claus!
"I think you're ready to fuck," Ann grinned at him impishly. "Want to do it right here? On the counter top?"
Skip was so hot to get his cock into her, he would have fucked her inside the refrigerator if that's what she wanted.
"Whatever you say. I mean, sure, that would be great!"
Ann slid her hot ass up on the top of the long counter. She pulled her skirt up and spread her legs, watching his eyes burning into her crotch.
His cock led him over to stand between her legs. His cock seemed to stretch out, like it knew exactly what to do and were to go. The intoxicating scent of her hot cunt reached his nose. His cock jerked. A long stream of thick fluid hung down from his prick-tip, like a silvery cobweb. He stared intently at her pink cunt-lips. Her clit thrust its way up through her tight pussy-curls.
"Well, don't just stand there. Haven't you ever seen a girl ready to fuck?"
Ann's impatient hands reached out and slid firmly around his ass. She jerked him up tight to her.
"Put your cock in me," she said in a low, husky voice. She leaned back. Her heels came up and the arches of her feet curved over the counter edge.
There it was! God damn! The first cunt he had ever seen up close. His cock kept jerking up and down, almost slapping against his bare belly. He grabbed for it and pressed it down. Wooow! Her cunt was burning hot! Slick! He moved his swollen cock-head around, trying to find her cunt-hole. Ah! He took a quick step forward. Skip heard Ann catch her breath. He saw her hands rip her blouse open, but he didn't want to look at her tits. It was too fucking exciting to see his hard cock going into her. Out of sight! Holy shit! He had just walked it right into her!
He stood stock still, thrilling to the erotic sensations of having a warm soft cunt around his cock. His cock had never felt this good! Not with Crisco smeared on his cock. Not when he bought a pound of liver and tied it in a roll and stuffed his cock into it. Some asshole in his class had told him that liver-fucking was the closest thing to feeling your cock inside a real cunt. That jerk. Ann's hot cunt was alive! Unbelievably hot! He could feel her inside cunt-muscles working on his cock like jillions of quick squeezing fingers. "Move!"
Ann's sharp command snapped him into life. He didn't know how long he had been standing like a dunce, shivering with the horny thrills of feeling his virgin cock being held in a velvet cunt-trap-that felt better than anything he had ever experienced in all his life!
His pole of rigid cock-flesh slid all the way home. Skip could feel himself at the very end of her tight cunt. He pulled back. Shit! Her cunt would not let him out. She had a grip like a vise! He moved forward, his knees banging against the cupboard doors under the counter.
Skip felt Ann's hands on his ass. They slid up around his waist. Skip suddenly jerked her ass off the counter, keeping his pulsing cock buried to the hilt. Her legs whipped around him. She muttered something, but he didn't really hear her. His ears were filled with a ringing noise. His balls hurt like a mule had kicked him. His cock knew what it wanted! It stayed all the way up in her cunt as he walked into the living-room, his cock Repeatedly butting at the end of her cunt-tunnel.
They fell on the sofa. Ann's legs instantly locked over his back. Her heels dug into him. She bit his neck. Her back arched, dragging her hard-nippled tits against his bare chest as he moved up and down, sinking every inch of his aching tool into her hot cunt-swamp.
"Fuck me, Skip!" Ann panted. "Fuck my ass off! Slam into me! I want to be fucked all day! All evening! My dad won't be home until late. He said so. Honest! Oh, Jesus you are good! So fucking hard! Jam it in me! Hurt me!"
She couldn't stop babbling. The words kept spilling out of her open mouth. She panted and gasped under Skip. Her arms tightened around his neck. Her hips whipped up and down, raising clouds of dust out of the old sofa cushions.
Skip was up in heaven! He was going out of his mind with pussy-lust! He met every snap of her hips with a harder thrust of his own. His cock seemed two feet long, and as big around as a fucking softball bat! He was so damn sensitive, he could feel every muscle in her cunt working on his cock!
"This is great!" he panted. "God damn, baby! My mom hollers and wheezes just like you. Every fucking night. She used to drive me batty. Now, I know why my pop fucks the shit out of her. There's nothing in the whole damn world like getting laid!"
"Save your breath. Fuck me! Fuck me!" Ann had broken her silence barrier. She was shouting! Screaming! Skip's hard cock had pulled her plug. All the times she had wanted to shout for joy, when she got off in her room with her mom on the other side of the thin wall, seemed to come together in one irresistible urge to yell at the top of her voice.
"Fuck me harder! Harder! Faster! Faster!"
Skip's knee slipped off the counter. Ann grabbed him, falling to the floor and ending up on top. She sat up quick as a flash, snapping her folded legs against his legs, riding like a mad woman on his stiff cock. Her hair flew around her face. Her mouth hung open. Saliva drooled down her chin.
Skip lay on the hard floor staring at his red cock going up into her slick cunt-hole. He could see her clit sticking out of her wide-open cunt-lips. He listened to the squishing noise his cock made every time Ann raised up and slammed her hot cunt down on his prick. For all he knew, all chicks fucked this wildly. She was doing it all! This was terrific! He lay back, grinning. His cock felt like it had swollen to twice its hard-on size-but that was terrific, too!
Ann's voice went up the scale. She started panting harder than ever. Her sharp nails ripped across his chest. Skip stared at the red tracks. He looked at his red cock. He stared up into Ann's red mouth.
Red! Everything was sexy red! Quick flashes of intense heat burned through his cock. What the fuck was happening?
"I'm coming, too!" he shouted. "My cock's squirting. I can feel it! Ooooooo, double shit!! It burns. My cum's burning my cock!"
Ann's knees came up. Her ass rocked down. She sat on him with all her weight. Her cunt milked his shooting cock, going after every drop of cum. She shuddered, wave after wave crashing over her in her fuzzy, cock-mad brain. Her lips twisted into an animal-like snarl. Her nails clawed at him like she was a she-cat getting fucked in a back alley.
If Skip hadn't been so concerned about his aching balls and how her cunt was squeezing his cock into numbness, he would have been scared shitless from the wild look in Ann's eyes. It was a look of pure, undiluted lust!
Fucking with Don had been wonderful. Turning on in spite of her fear and disgust when the salesman raped her hot cunt was another horny experience. Just now, however, she'd had her first do-it-to-herself fuck. Skip was just a hard cock. A nice good-looking kid, but not experienced fucker. She had used him without hesitation or shame. She'd made him come to her house. She almost put his cock in her cunt for him. Her reward had been an orgasm so thrilling, so deep, so seemingly endless, that she knew every waking moment was going to be torment, if she wasn't fucking a hard cock! Her pussy had taken her over. Now, she knew what she had become. The word "nymphomaniac" rang in her ears.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ann sat on top of Skip, looking down at his face. Even though her fantastic orgasm has passed, her cunt still kept clamping down on his cock. To her joy, Skip was still hard! She could feel the knob on the end of his cock-shaft pressing tightly against the end of her pink cunt-tunnel.
"Let's keep on going, Skip," Ann whispered, leaning over to kiss his dry lips. Her tongue slid into his mouth. Her cunt closed even tighter around his stiff prick.
"I'm still hard!"
Skip's voice was shaky and full of wonder. Every other time, after he had shot off, his cock dropped like a stone. But now! He felt like he could fuck all day long!
Ann shed her old blouse. She leaned over and lifted Skip's head. He hungrily sucked on her nipples, his hard cock jerking every time he pulled his head back and drew her stiff nipples out.
Ann pressed her hand under his chin. His teeth sank into her nipple-flesh. She held his jaw shut, thrilling to the sharp pain. His white teeth clamped down on her aroused pink tit bud. Why did pain turn her on? There was not one word about it in her sex book!
She suddenly got up. Her impatient hands ripped her wrinkled skirt off. She looked at his erect cock. With a low hungry moan, she knelt down and began licking his cum and her cunt-juice off his twitching cock. Skip moaned sexily. What a hot bitch this neighbor girl was! His hands slid down to hold his balls and to milk his cock, pushing every drop of his cum up into her mouth. She licked and swallowed, purring like a giant cat.
"I knew it! I knew I shouldn't have left you alone in this house!"
Ann jerked erect like she'd been kicked in the ass. Skip turned white as a sheet. His cock snapped against his stomach as the girl lurched up, staring at her father's angry red face.
"Daddy! Uh-you said you would be late tonight. I-I didn't hear your car come in the driveway."
Ann had never seen him so angry-looking. His face was beet-red. His whole body was shaking. Now, she was in for it! She knew he was jealous and fearful of her fucking around. His face had told her that, at the breakfast table, when Jane teased her about mumbling Skip's name in her sleep.
Ann jumped to her feet. Don's eyes flicked down to her smooth thighs. They were wet with Skip's cum. He took a quick step and slapped her across her face.
"Get up to your room, you little bitch! I'll attend to you in a minute. I'll teach you to listen when I say something to you. I told you to stay in this house, alone!"
Ann touched her stinging cheek. Tears spilled down her face. He had never hit her before. Not once. Out of the blue, an old saying flashed to her mind: "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned". Hell also hath no fury like a jealous father who just found his daughter sucking on another man's cock! She opened her mouth to try to explain why she was naked and down on her knees with a hard cock in her mouth, but she realized there was no way to make him understand how much she had to have sex. How could any man understand the awful drive that possessed the young teen-ager.
Skip lurched to his feet. "This is my fault, Mr. Miller. I'll take all the blame!"
Don stared at the frightened, naked kid. His fists clenched. He held his arms at his sides with concentrated effort. He wanted to punch out the young stud. He looked down at Skip's thick cock still shiny and wet with his daughter's saliva.
Don grunted. "Take that goddamn hard-on out of my house! I'll be over to talk to your folks about this, after I whack the ass off that horny kid of mine!"
Skip stumbled out of the kitchen. He jammed his shaking legs into his shorts. He pressed his cock up and somehow stepped into his ragged cut-offs. How the fuck could he still be so hard when it looked like there was nothing ahead for him except really big trouble with his parents? He wandered out into the yard like a man in a daze.
Don took the stairs two at a time. He was still boiling mad. His fingers unsnapped his belt buckle. He slipped his belt off and snapped it like a bullwhip.
Ann was standing by her window in her robe, watching Skip walking slowly into his own back yard. She whirled around when her dad came storming into her room. Her eyes widened when she saw the heavy belt in his hand.
"Daddy, I...."
"Shut your mouth. Get on that bed. No! On your hands and knees!"
He slammed her down on the mattress and jerked her up on all fours. He pushed her robe up, exposing her firm round asscheeks. The belt whistled through the air.
"Ow! Daddy! That hurts!"
"It's supposed to, you little slut! Shut your God damn mouth!"
Ann heard the deadly sound of the leather swishing through the air. She braced herself. She yelped with pain as the other side of her ass stung like hell. Now, there was a red "X" on her trembling asscheeks. She bent down, holding her ears. The whistle of that belt whipping through the air was the most horrifying sound she'd ever heard!
Crack! Ann jumped. Crack! He hit lower this time. The backs of her thighs stung like a branding iron had been laid across them. Her ass was on fire! She clenched her fists, tears streaming down her face.
"I told you to stay home by yourself!" Whoosh! Crack! "What do I find?" Snap! "You on your knees sucking a cock!"
Don slipped the belt through his fingers, staring at Ann's flaming-red ass. There was an unholy light in his eyes. He looked at the red slashes on his girl's ass and legs.
His arm rose again. Ann shrieked as the belt slashed down again, whipping across both her trembling asscheeks. He hit her again. Again! The belt flew out of his sweating hand. His broad palm slapped her stinging red ass. He paused. Something about the flesh-to-flesh contact between his hand and her red-welted ass affected him. He looked down at his cock. God almighty! He had the biggest hard-on he had ever seen!
"Don't move an inch," he growled. Ann lay huddled on the bed. Her pillow was soaked with tears. Her ass was numb. The agonizing pain of his first blow had melted into one huge throbbing ache, like she'd had a tooth jerked out of her head without any anesthetic.
Don stripped his clothes off. His cock was pumping hot pre-cum that fell in strings and caught in the hair on his legs. He kicked his slacks and shorts up against the wall. His shirt flew through the air. His cock pointed like a jouster's lance, straight at his daughter's asshole!
"You wanted cock. I'll give you cock! Right up your fucking ass, you little whore!"
His cock slammed into her asshole. Dry! Hard as a stone! Ann screamed. This time, she really let it out. The bedroom echoed with her high-pitched wail of pain.
Don fucked into his daughter's ass like a man gone mad. His cock hurt. It burned. Dry fucking was rough! He was so damn hard, he couldn't believe it. His cock rammed in and out. His balls slapped against her red thighs. His nails dug cruelly into her shrinking flesh.
"Tight! So fucking tight. He didn't put his stinkin' cock up here, did he? Did he? Answer me, you whore!"
"No!" Ann screamed at him. "You came home too soon. That was what we were going to do next!"
"You lousy, no-good, two-bit fuck, you!"
To have his girl get sassy with him blew his mind. He fucked her ass so hard the bed legs snapped off. The old four poster collapsed like the hull of a derelict ship breaking up on the rocks.
He had been able to see his daughter's face, buried in her pillow, he would have ripped her in two with his hard cock. She was smiling! Happy as a fucking lark! The pain of his hard prick smashing into her asshole made her cunt flow quarts of pussy-juice down her legs. Her clit was big and swollen. She dug being dry-fucked up the ass! Waves of pain burned up her spine. Her body flushed a dark red. Her heart beat like a triphammer in her ears.
"Fuck me, daddy," she mumbled.
Don paused. What had she said?
"What's that? Speak up, you tramp!"
Ann turned her head. Very clearly, she said, "I told you to fuck me. Ram your hard cock up my ass!"
Her father crouched behind her, his cock pulsing and jerking madly in her tight asshole.
"Son of a bitch! You like this, you crazy-hot kid!"
"Yes! Yes, I do! Don't stop! Keep fucking me!"
He jerked his cock out of her ass. He leaped off the bed, trembling with frustration and rage. Was there no way to punish this horny bitch!
He slammed her over on her back. His strong hands ripped her robe to shreds. He stared at her flushed, tear-streaked face.
"Get down on your knees!"
"No! I want to be fucked up my ass."
His hand whipped across her face. His fingers twisted in her hair. He jerked her off the bed and forced her down on the rug at his feet.
"Back talk I don't need," he growled. "Suck my cock. Lick your shit off it. Now!"
His right hand belted her across her face. When she didn't move, he slapped her hard across the face four times.
Ann whimpered. Her head rang. She had hoped he might be turned on by the pain in his cock, from dry-fucking her asshole-like she was! But he wasn't like her. He must not dig pain. Now, he was really out of it. There wasn't a single thought in his raging, mad mind except to figure out how to punish her.
She shuffled up to him on her knees. He jammed his hard cock into her mouth.
"Lick it! Suck it! Blow your daddy! Skip loved it so you must be getting pretty good at cock-sucking!" he growled bitterly.
He shoved her head forward and back, his fingers pulling her hair. She choked and began crying again, but he kept fucking his shitty cock into her mouth with wilder and wilder swings of his hips.
Ann bit down hard. Don let out a wild yell. He jerked Ann to her feet. His hand whipped around the back of her neck. His free hand slashed across her tits.
Don was mad beyond words. All he saw was a red haze of anger. Shimmering in that haze was his girl's face. Blurry. Wet. Her lips were drawn back from her teeth in an ugly grimace of pain.
He turned her around, bent her over and aimed a solid kick at her red ass. Her aching body flew through the air and crashed down on the broken bed. Her head slammed against the solid oak headboard. She went out like a cheap light bulb!
Don stood panting, holding his cock. He stared at Ann. Slowly, the red mist cleared away. Oh, God! what had he done? How could he have let his anger take him over?
"Ann?"
No answer. She lay inert, sprawled out like an old empty sack.
"Oh, Jesus! I'm sorry, honey. I ... I...."
Don raced down the hall. He ripped two towels off the rack and soaked them with cold water. He left a wide track of drippings down the hall, over the rug, up her body. He wiped her face and her bruised tits. He dabbed at her soaked pussy and her sunset-red ass. His hands moved tenderly. He sat on the edge of the bed, holding her in his arms, rocking back and forth. Her battered body was turning black and blue.
He sat her on his lap, kissing her neck, murmuring to her. He loved this girl more than any woman on earth. How the hell could he have beat the shit out of her? His hair-trigger temper and his jealousy had done him in. He promised himself never to hit her again. He'd be good to her. He'd let her have all his cock she wanted. Or let his secretary fuck her hot cunt with her damn dildo!
Ann stirred. She came to with strong loving arms holding her. She was naked on her daddy's lap. He was stroking her face. Kissing her. She'd died and gone straight up to heaven! No belt was smashing down on her sore ass. No brutal hands were whipping across her tender tits. Her daddy really did love her!
Her fuzzy mind began working on erotic thoughts the moment she came back to reality. Now, he would fuck her! Now, he'd turn his back to Jane. He would do anything to make up for having beaten her. She knew just what she was going to have him do!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ann's eyes slowly opened. She squinted against the brightness of the morning sun streaming in through the window of the bedroom. Her muscles protested when she turned on her back. She sleepily brushed her fingers over her body. Wow! Every inch of her was tender! Her slim figure was mottled black and blue.
Ann's lips curled in a mean smile as she thought about her daddy's secretary. Fuck her! She was now number two on her daddy's fuck list. A low number two. The happy girl turned her head to look at her daddy sleeping beside her. She remembered falling asleep in his arms, in his big bed. Had he fucked her cunt? Her mind was still so fuzzy it was hard to remember. No. He had just held her close to him until she drifted off to sleep.
She sat up. Her hands tugged the sheet down off his body. There it was! The most beautiful, longest, strongest cock in all of San Diego. Skip was hung, but her daddy's prick made him look like an underdeveloped dwarf!
Don woke up with his hard cock out of sight in Ann's sucking mouth. He groaned, his mind flashing back to why she was in his bed. His cock jerked. It swelled full of madly pulsing blood. His daughter knew how to handle a man's cock like she was the best call girl he'd ever put on his expense account.
Ann lifted her head. She smiled brightly. "Good morning, Daddy."
He grunted. His cock still hurt from dry fucking her ass. His cock-skin was red and inflamed and ultra sensitive. She licked over his wide cock-head. He groaned again.
"Good morning. You aren't going to bite it again, are you?" he grinned.
She shook her head. Her lips circled his rigid cock-shaft. Her head moved slowly up and down. Her hands cupped his balls. Her finger trailed down between his asscheeks. He jumped, but he let her slide her finger into his asshole.
What a sexy little bitch he had raised! He jammed a pillow under his head and lay with his hands clasped under his head. Ann moved over to kneel between his uplifted legs. Her red tongue flicked up and down his jerking cock. She took him in-almost all of his nine inches! She choked a little and backed off. Her teeth nibbled sexily on his cock-tip and down along his prick-shaft. Her fingers jacked him up and down, slowly, sensuously.
"You sure know how to suck a cock, Ann," he murmured. "Unfortunately, I have to piss."
She licked her lips, grinning happily. "I'll help you. Come on."
"Do I really need help?" he laughed. "I've had forty years of training in the art of relieving myself."
He let her lead him down the hall, tugging him along, jacking his hard cock. She pushed him up to the toilet.
"Pee," she smiled.
"Take your hand away."
"Huh-uh."
"I can't piss and be jacked off at the same time!"
"Ever tried it?"
"Well, no."
Her hand bounced his hard cock up and down on her open palm. He let loose a few drops of piss. She squeezed. He thought he'd blow up. She eased her finger pressure. His cock shot a wild stream of piss all over the pot. She slamed her fingers shut again, grinning.
"You sexy bitch," he laughed. "That feels so strange!"
Ann let his cock lay on her open hand, watching his dick pissing steadily. The moment it stopped, she turned him toward her and fell down on her knees onto the woolly rug.
"Now, you're gonna get a hot load," he laughed. He was amazed at himself. The crazy things his kid made him do. He loved it! He was acting like he was a teen-ager himself, experimenting with his cock with a young chick. He felt the years slipping off his tired frame. She was good for him, this cock mad little nymph!
He stood fucking her in her mouth, spreading his feet so she could get that maddening finger up his asshole again. Jesus! He had helped her to ass-fuck him with her strong finger! He was turning into a sex-freak, he thought fuzzily.
"That thing is gonna shoot like a fucking cannon," Don muttered.
Ann made sexy sounds in her throat. She tensed, sucking all the harder. Her thumb pressed into his cum channel, waiting for the magic surge that would tell her to start swallowing like crazy.
"Oh! Oh, here it comes! Woooooowie!!"
His hot cum roared up through his throbbing cock-shaft. Ann gulped. Her hand jerked and squeezed hard, making him shoot in painful erotic spurts. She wanted to swallow every drop. When her mouth was empty, she released the pressure and let him blast more stinging jets of red-hot jizm into her mouth. His sensations were twice as horny-wild as when he'd been trying to piss and she'd cut his stream off with her hand!
He came forever, it seemed to him. He stared down at her pert little tits. They were red and swollen from his brutal slaps, but there wasn't a drop of cum on them. She had swallowed every fucking bit.
Ann sighed happily. Her tongue tip licked the very last bit of cum off his aching cock. She stood up, keeping her hands around his prick.
"Betcha can't keep it up all through breakfast," she teased.
"Breakfast! Then work! Oh, fuck it! I'm taking the day off. Two days. Three. Piss on working. I feel like a kid again. Let's ... hey ... let's rent a trailer and go up to Ridgecrest. Hike. Fuck our heads off. Eat. Drink like a fish. Okay?"
Ann tucked his hard cock between her legs. She pulled his mouth down so she could reach it, and kissed him hard. Her tongue licked into his mouth. He could taste his own cum in her mouth. This hot girl was going to drive him bananas!
"Perfect! A fantastic idea, Daddy! Call in sick. Tell Jane to look after the office. I'll pack some clothes for us, and some food. We'll have the time of our lives!"Ann's hot mind came up with a new thought. "On the way up to Ridgecrest, let's stop at Marty's Adult Shoppe. I want to buy you a late birthday present. You can't peek at it until we get up on the mountain top. Okay?"
He chuckled, shaking his head. He wondered what the hell she'd buy in that junk shop full of weird toys and dirty books. He slapped her ass playfully, then jerked his hand back.
"Jesus, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? Your ass must still burn like crazy."
Ann grinned. She had loved it when he smashed his hard cock up her ass. But in that shop, she planned on buying something to help him do a better job on her asshole than she'd ever experienced!
The Cad purred down the freeway, pulling a gleaming 34 foot white and yellow trailer. Don had gone all out. No creature comforts would be lost, on this vacation. The rig he had rented had everything. Tubs. Showers. A bar. The biggest damn bed he had ever seen! It filled the whole back end of the trailer. He figured on using every fucking inch of that mattress! The pressure of Ann's hand on his leg kept his cock dribbling a steady stream of juice that soaked a big circle on his denim slacks.
"You've got me so damn turned on, this fucking cock of mine won't go down. That bitch of a rental agent saw my bulge and backed me into a corner of the office. I almost had to punch her ugly puss to make her stop rubbing my dick!"
Ann laughed, but those little wheels began turning in her head again. She was just as jealous as her father. She didn't want another female getting her hands on his beautiful cock. Jane was going to be a problem. That horny bitch! She had him handy all day long, when he was at the office. Ann knew Don was a morning man. An early riser and a hard fucker. Jane had tipped her off.
"I think it's time for me to give you one of your presents, Daddy," she smiled. One hand fumbled in the big paper sack that had a drawing of a hard cock on the side and the legend 'Toys For Adults' on the other side. Her other hand unzipped his fly.
"Oh, no! I'll run this rig right off the road, Ann. What the hell are you doing?"
She didn't answer him. Her mouth closed over his semierection. One mile down the freeway he was up like a rock, jerking and flowing slick hot juice out the end of his prick.
"Happy late birthday, daddy!"
"What the hell is that thing?"
She grinned happily. "This is called an 'Auto-Suck'. You plug it in to the cigarette lighter ... like this ... switch it on and...."
She jammed the weird looking rubber 'mouth' down over his hard cock. The strange device buzzed, working on his hard prick with the most weird sensations Don had ever felt.
"Oh, shit! It's ... it's like I was getting a blow-job!" The Cad swerved, narrowly missing a VW that blew its horn angrily at the red-faced man getting a mechanical suck-off.
"'I-I like it! Not half as good as the real thing, but...."
Ann grinned fiendishly. "Use it when you go to work in the morning, Daddy. It will tone up your whole system."
And it will make you come and you won't give a fuck about that bitch waiting to get her hot hands on your beautiful cock, she thought. She was determined to block Jane from ever fucking around with her dad again!
Don turned off the freeway and began the looping cimb up to the top of Ridgecrest. He flipped the switches that lowered the windows. He breathed the pure mountain air as the car wound up into the belt of pine trees and the Auto-Suck hummed steadily around his cock. A guy could become addicted to this thing, he thought. A for-free suck-off. Just plug it in, stick your cock in, and shoot your way down the road. Jesus! Modern inventions!
A half-hour later, the heavy Cad stopped at the office of the vacation center. Don rented a slot way at the end, deep under the whispering pine trees. He surprised Ann by opening his fly and shoving his cock back into her gift while he ground in low gear through the big lot.
"That damn machine gets to you," he muttered. Ann smiled broadly. She was going to keep him off balance and up hard and coming until he begged for mercy. Hiking? Fuck it. Scenery? Nice, but all she really wanted to see was his hard cock parting her cunt-hair and sliding in.
When the water and power lines were hooked up, Don brushed his hands and straightened up. "Now what?" he asked. Ann grinned.
He shook his head. "Talk about dumb questions," he laughed. He let her lead him through the long trailer and undress him. Ann got him up and raging hot with her skillful mouth and her soft hands. She was jay-bird naked, turned on so much her hands shook when she rummaged in the paper bag again.
"Gift Number Two," she smiled sexily.
He looked at the long rubber cock-sleeve, studded with wicked looking little rubber tips. He looked at the husky white vibrator in his girl's hands. She was opening a jar of thick cream.
"What the hell is all this? I'm afraid to ask!" he muttered. His cock was jerking. It stayed up like a steel flagpole, even without the magic touch of his girl's fingers.
"You love me to finger-fuck your asshole, Daddy. Now, you're going to have your asshole fixed up, for real."
"Oh, my God" he groaned, but he wouldn't have gotten out of the sack for all the rice in China.
Ann hummed happily to herself, smearing the sweet scented cream all over the wicked-looking rubber cock-sleeve. She pushed it down over the vibrator and twisted the end of the plastic rod. It hummed. The tiny rubber fingers blurred. Don's eyes got wider.
"No way," he said firmly.
Ann pouted. "You fucked me up my ass with that monster cock of yours, Daddy. This isn't even as wide as your tool, and it's all slick and gunky. The man in the shop said you'd love it."
"Fuck him. He must be a queer. A finger is one thing, while you're sucking me off, but that...!"
"Turn over."
"Huh-uh. Nothing doing, Ann."
"Do you want to fuck my pussy? Later?"
"You know I do, you mean little bitch!"
"Then turn over."
Don sighed, but he rolled over and let her spread his legs and kneel behind him. He jumped when the vibrating cock-tip touched his tensed asshole.
"Oh, shit. You and your toys," he mumbled.
"Hold still. You'll love this," Ann encouraged him. She pushed a little harder. Don's fingers gripped the mattress. She worked the buzzing devil farther into his asshole. She didn't want to hurt him, but still he was due to be repaid for dry-fucking her sore ass. A strange streak ran through the hot chick. She wanted him to be able to respond to strange, painful sensations, like she did. Pain and pleasure went hand in hand, in her hot mind. She was sure he would turn on if he would just relax and let her fuck his asshole with the "toy" she'd bought for him.
"How's that?" she whispered. She'd gotten over half of it up his ass. He slowly turned over. His eyes were wide. His cock jerked with every wild beat of his heart.
"Leave that ass fucker where it is," he rasped. "Get on top of me. Put my cock in your cunt. Fuckme!"
Ann grinned from ear to ear. She straddled him. Her soft hands guided his throbbing cock up into her slick fuck-hole. She sat down hard. The buzzing rubber dildo slid all the way up into Don's clenched asshole.
"Jesus jumping Christ! What a wild feeling!"
Ann gasped. His cock seemed to have turned to stone in her cunt. He was so hard, he didn't bend-no matter how she moved around on him! She bit her lip. Her hips rotated in wild circles. She rammed her cunt down hard. Her clit dragged over his bristly cock-hair.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "You've never felt so good in me. Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my cunt off!"
She screamed at the top of her voice. Birds flew out of the trees, squawking in fright. The heavy trailer bounced up and down as she rode his rigid cock like a maniac.
Don went out of his mind! His asshole burned and stung. He wanted to shit. He wanted to piss. He had never felt so damn hard!
He flipped over and pushed Ann down into the bed. His hips drove his cock in and out of her tingling pussy. The vibrator stuck lewdly out of his asshole. She grabbed for it, ramming it in and out of Don's ass as she took every inch of his stone-hard cock up her cunt.
"I want to come," he panted. "Worst way.
Gotta come. That fucking toy is driving me bananas. Push it in harder. Jesus, no wonder you love me to fuck your asshole!"
"A taste of your own medicine," Ann panted. "I knew you'd dig it!"
He folded his legs under him. Ann bent her leg, keeping her foot under him and holding the buzzing vibrator in his ass. He drove into her, straining to come. His nerves were strung out. Confused. He still wanted to come and piss and shit all over the bed-all at the same time!
"Fuck that thing," he angrily rasped. He reached back and threw the vibrator against the wall. He jerked out and dragged his girl up on her hands and knees. He aimed his throbbiong cock at her brown asshole. With one quick snap of his hips, he bottomed his cock in her ass.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Ann yelped.
"Shut up. You love it. Don't gimme that 'ow' stuff. Fuck, God damn it all to hell. Fuck my cock!"
Ann huddled up. He really did hurt her! Her asshole was still sore from being reamed so hard the day before. Tears spilled down her cheeks.
The pain was turning into something else. Her asshole tightened. Don grunted, plowing into her all the faster. Now, she loved it! She loved every hard, fucking stroke!
"I'm coming," Don hollered. "Coming up your ass. Woooooowwwww!"
Ann came first. Her orgasm ripped through her hot body seconds before he pumped a white-hot load of jizm up her ass.
"It won't stop coming," Don gasped. "I'm shooting so fucking much, it's killing me. Uh! Jesus Christ! I love it. You bitch! It hurts to come so much. But I love it. Love your tight asshole bending my cock around! Aieeeee!"
Ann hid her face in the pillow. She grinned happily. Her daddy was learning!
CHAPTER NINE
Don lay sprawled out on the big bed. He moaned out loud when Ann went down on his still-hard cock. He clutched the damp sheet, but he let her lick his cum off his throbbing cock. She was just hitting her stride, bobbing her head up and down on his hard prick when someone began pounding on the trailer door.
"Who the hell can that be?" Don muttered angrily. "I paid that jerk his rental fee when we came in."
Ann kep on sucking him. Her finger slid up his slick asshole. Don muttered under his breath, but to his own surprise he lifted up and let her jam two fingers up his ass. Christ, his girl was turning him into a real pain-freak!
The pounding on the door continued. Ann swore a blue streak. Don had never heard her use such language. Well, shit, he thought. He was almost past being surprised at anything his horny kid did!
Ann got to her feet. "Don't move. Keep that prick up. I'll get rid of whoever it is."
She angrily jammed her arms into her robe, tied it around her waist and stomped through the trailer. She flung the door wide.
"You! What the fuck do you want?"
Jane stood smiling sweetly at her. "Hey, that's no way to greet your old bed-mate," she said.
"What the fuck do you want! Why did you come up here?" Ann was boiling mad. This damn bitch couldn't leave her dad alone for one lousy day!
"You're not going to invite me in?" Jane asked. She was worried at the expression on the girl's face. Never in all her life had she seen such a look of pure hatred. What the hell had she done to make Ann so mad?
Muttering under her breath, the angry teen-ager stepped back. She slammed the door and locked it when Jane stepped hesitantly into the trailer.
"He's in the bedroom. He's the one you want. Right?"
Jane walked through the long trailer. Ann was right behind her. Goosebumps broKe out all over Jane's body. She had a creepy feeling that something terrible was going to happen to her, but she didn't know what to do about it.
Don sat up in bed, staring at Jane. She looked at his hard cock. She managed a feeble smile. Her pussy started creaming, in spite of the weird feeling of trouble coming her way. He could always turn her on. Dressed. At lunch. Talking on the phone. She had the hots for him so bad it scared her. He was all she could think about.
She fished in her purse and pulled out a thick sheaf of papers. "You forgot to sign the Anderson contract, Don. I-well-I thought it was important enough to the firm to ... ah ... to come up here and...."
He grabbed the papers out of her hand. "Gimme a pen," he snarled. He scribbled his signature at the bottom of the last sheet and flung the papers at his secretary.
"Anything else?"
She swallowed hard. She had never seen him so red-faced or so damn mad. What the fuck was wrong with these two?
"No. I ... I'l go now."
Ann blocked the doorway. "No, you won't! We're on vacation. Those papers could have waited a day or two. You just had to butt in, you fucking bitch!"
Jane looked at the girl's eyes. Her heart began to thud. Sweat broke out on her upper lip. She almost peed down her legs. Her stomach churned. The color left her face. And Ann's face was twisted into an ugly mask of violent hatred!
Jane made a break for the door. Ann knocked her back into the bedroom. She sprawled out on the bed beside Don.
"This bitch has to be punished, Daddy. She had no right to come up here. This is our vacation, God dammit!"
"Punished?" Don asked. He looked at Jane's round eyes. Sweat poured down her face. Her tits heaved up and down. Something clicked in his brain. It turned him on to see his secretary scared shitless. What the fuck was happening to him?
"You're right, Ann. Those damn papers weren't that important."
"But ... but Don ... I-I thought...." Jane stammered.
"Shut up!"
His hand shot out. He ripped her blouse off. Jane gasped. Don stood up and jerked her to her feet. His hand plunged between her shaking tits. She heard her bra ripping. He flung it against the wall. She covered her tits with her hands. He jerked her fingers down and whipped his hand across her tits. She whimpered.
"Don ... what's wrong with you? I didn't do anything to deserve...."
His fingers scratched across her fluttering belly. His hand tore her skirt away. He pushed her over to Ann. The ten-ager grinned. She stripped Jane's tiny panties off her and flung them to the floor.
Jane went white as a sheet. Hot pee ran down her shaking legs. Ann just smiled, reached for a nearby piece of rope. Before the shaking woman could move, the girl had whipped the strong cord around her wrists. She shoved the secretary down on the bed.
"Pissed all over yourself, didn't you?" Ann laughed. "Scared the pee right out of you. Good. Wait until you see what happens next!"
She whipped her daddy's belt out of his slacks. Her quick hands grabbed Jane's leg and tied it down to the bedframe. She ripped the woman's blouse into long pieces and bound her other leg to the far side of the bed frame.
"Ann ... Don...." Jane pleaded. "What are you going to do to me?"
Don looked at his girl. He waved his hand, giving her the go-ahead to do anything she wanted to with his secretary. He stood stroking his hard cock, looking down at Jane's piss-wet cunt and the drying streaks on her trembling legs.
Ann picked up the paper bag. "You get this, honey. Right up your ass! Dry!"
Jane stared at the awful-looking long rubber cock Ann was waving under her eyes.
"It's called a 'Womb Broom', sweetie. See how nice and thick and long it is? Just like my daddy's cock you love so much. See these ticklers all over it? If this was up your cunt, you'd piss a bucketful!
But you get it up your asshole-without any lubricant!"
She bent over and jerked Jane's legs up and open as far as the tight bonds would permit. She spread the trembling woman's asscheeks. With one hard shove, she buried the rubber cock in her ass.
Jane screamed. She thrashed around on the bed, but she only succeeded in driving the tormenting "Broom" farther up her dry asshole.
Ann grinned, humming happily to herself. She picked up Jane's purse, sure of what she would find in it.
"Guess where I got the idea of buying some nice toys, Daddy?" she smiled at her father. "From this bitch. She loves to have something hard in her cunt." Ann then extracted a hard dildo from the purse.
Ann leaped on the bed, holdilng the struggling woman down. Ann shoved the hard dildo into Jane's dry cunt. The terrified woman's cunt-cream vanished like a puff of smoke when she realized what was going to happen to her.
The hard dildo hurt like hell. The 'Broom" up her ass stretched her sensitive flesh. She lay panting. Sweating. She made a feeble effort to break loose, but Ann just sat down harder on Jane's belly.
"Be my guest, Daddy. Fuck her cunt and her asshole with the toys she'll learn to love. Fuck her good!"
Don grinned, moving onto the bed. His cock was up, jerking. He longed to ram it up Jane's ass, but it was already full. His hands reached for the dildo and the butt of the "Womb Broom."
"Oh, no! Don! Please. That hurts!"
Ann backed up. She slammed her cunt down over the sweating woman's mouth.
"If you bite me, you'll live to regret it," she told the squirming female. "Suck my pussy! You love to do that. She licked me off, Daddy. The night she slept with me. She loves to suck pussy. I'm really giving her a treat!"
Don chuckled. He bent down, fascinated by the way Jane's shaved-clean cunt-lips moved in and out while he fucked her pussy-hole with the wide dildo. In spite of her fear, Jane's pussy was getting slicker and slicker. Her cunt poured out juice. It oozed down her ass-crack and around the hard "Broom" he was shoving in and out of her asshole.
"Ouch! You fucking bitch!" Ann snarled. Jane's teeth had raked over her sensitive, open cunt. She leaped up and turned to slap the woman across her mouth.
"I didn't mean it," Jane whimpered. "I wouldn't hurt you, Ann honey."
"Shut up. Fuck her harder, Daddy. Shove that fucking thing clear up her ass. She bit my clit!"
Ann jumped off the bed. She tore the heavy leather strap off Jane's purse.
"No! Oh, God! NO! NO! NO!"
"I know how this will feel, Jane, sweetie pie," Ann growled. "My daddy beat the shit out of me for fucking the boy next door. Now, you get a sample!"
The thick strap whipped across Jane's heaving tits. It left an ugly red streak that turned redder almost before the strap descended on her shaking, tits, again.
Jane screamed in pure terror. Ann had gone out of her mind! The teen-ager was going to beat her to death! Jane was sure of it. She lurched and struggled against her bonds. She pissed all over the bed, whimpering as the strong strap lashed over her tits again and again.
Don shoved Ann back. He jerked the strap out of her hands. "Enough of that. My cock isn't going to wait any longer. This bitch gets fucked. Now!"
He ripped the dildo and the "Broom" out of her holes. He tore her legs loose from the bedframe. He freed her arms. Jane whimpered in fear. She was ringing wet with sweat.
"Get up on your knees. Bend over," Don snarled at her.
"Don ... please ... not up the ass. It hurts so much already. You're so fucking big...."
"Shut your mouth. Hold still, damnit!"
Ann leaned against the trailer wall. Her finger slid up her slick pussy-hole. She finger-fucked herself faster and faster, grinning and watching her daddy pound into the weeping woman's asshole.
"Give it to her daddy! Fuck her damn ass off!"
Ann scooped up the vibrator. She jammed it up her cunt, spreading her legs. Her hand rammed it in and out of her clenching cunt-hole while she stared intently at her daddy's thick cock fucking up into Jane's bleeding asshole.
"Harder, daddy. Fuck her harder. Make her holler!"
Don gripped the woman's sweat-soaked hips. He bent over her, pounding his immense cock up her ass with long strokes. Jane fell flat on the bed, clenching her fists. She cried and shook. He followed her down, unmercifully, ramming his rigid prick up her ass.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Jane whimpered. She gasped every time he slammed into her burning asshole.
"Come in her mouth, Daddy. Make her take your shitty cock and suck it clean after you come."
"Shut up, Ann. God damn it. Why did you have to say that? Now, I'm gonna shoot."
Ann buttoned up. Shit! She had hoped he would fuck Jane's ass a lot longer. But she could tell by his face that his climax was seconds away.
The moment she saw his cock growing fuller and redder, she pushed him back. She rolled Jane over and pried her jaws apart.
"Quick. Jam your cock in her mouth. Shoot your cum in her. I'll hold her mouth open. If she bites you, I'll beat the shit out of her with that strap!"
Don rammed his hard spurting tool down his no secretary's throat. She choked and gagged, his cum erupting out of her mouth. It flowed down her chin. Into her ears. It soaked her hair. Ann held her head down with all her strength, keeping her jaws wide open.
"Haven't got any more cum," Don muttered.
"Lick his cock clean, Jane. No tricks! Lick it! Lick it, damn it!"
The shaking woman obediently licked Don's cock. She cleaned up his balls and his asshole. She was ready to do anything in the world to please these two mad people.
Don staggered off the bed. "Fuck this party," he growled. He stomped out of the bedroom. Ann heard him splashing under the shower.
"Here are your clothes, sweetie pie," Ann said. "What's left of them. Get dressed. Get the fuck out of here. Consider yourself lucky!"
Jane fumbled into her skirt, tears welling again in her eyes. She looked at her shredded blouse and her torn bra.
"So go home half-naked," Ann shrugged. "Who gives a shit?"
Jane stumbled down the hallway, clutching her purse and her ripped up clothes. She was sobbing as she got into her car. Ann stood at the door and watched her scraping the trees as she drove erratically out of the parking lot.
"That's that," Ann smiled to herself. "Now, my daddy is all mine!"
CHAPTER TEN
Don came out of the trailer bathroom, dripping his way back to the bedroom. Ann was lying on the bed, diddling her slick cunt-hole with Jane's vibrator.
He stood looking at her. Her eyes were bright. She looked relaxed and happy. Every trace of anger had vanished. He shook his head, wondering about the strange girl he had raised.
"Guess I'll be looking for a new secretary," he grinned. "We didn't treat her too kindly."
Ann smiled at him. She flipped the vibrator against the wall and stretched like a cat.
"She'll survive, Daddy. I watched her. So she's got a sore asshole. So do I. She'll heal up. See my tits? Most of the marks you put on me are gone already. Women are tough bitches, Dad. We can take a lot and come up ready for more. Don't feel bad about her."
He smiled and stretched out beside her. "Guess you're right. What a wild vacation!"
He looked down at his rising cock. He grinned at his girl grinning back at him.
"Want to fuck?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Ann giggled happily.
She opened her legs and held her arms out. He came up over her and eased his hard cock into her slick fuck-hole. He sighed.
"Something tells me I'm going to need some help, handling you. You are one wild kid, Ann. I suppose nobody ever died from over-fucking, but there are limits."
Ann's fingers closed around his throbbing prick. Now was the time to get her way with him.
"Skip has a nice cock, Daddy."
"I figured you would pick out the one cock on the block that would fuck you like you like to be fucked. Like this...!"
He picked up speed. Ann growled deep in her throat. Her cunt gripped his cock, squeezing and milking it the way she knew he loved.
"Then ... then...." Ann was beginning to pant and squirm under him, but she had to get something settled before she went out of her head again. "Then ... it's okay if he fucks me? While you're at work, I mean. Just to keep me out of trouble?"
Don was past the point of trying to control his nymph daughter. At least she was going to screw herself silly with a cock that lived right next door. He could still keep tabs on her. He hoped.
"Sure," he panted. "Skip's all right. Now shut up and fuck my cock!"
Ann pulled him down over her. Her legs locked firmly over his back. The grin that spread over her face was the happiest in all of Ridgecrest!
* * *
The next morning, Ann was on the phone the moment her dad left for work. Skip answered. "Hello...."
"Hi! This is Ann."
She heard his nervous intake of breath. "Relax, Skip. I talked my daddy out of saying anything to your folks. He even said it's okay for you and me to fuck."
"You're putting me on! No shit? He said that!"
"Honest, Skip. I'll tell you all about it at Pacific Beach. That's where we're going this morning. Grab some towels and your swim trunks. We can take the bus. I got money. Daddy gives me a bundle to run this fucking house. I'm going to be glad to get away from here for a day."
She didn't say anything about her wild vacation at Ridgecrest-or about turning her dad on to pain and whipping and dildos! She figured Skip would shit his pants if he knew she dug such far-out things. If he knew what she planned to do with him, today, he'd hang up the phone and pedal his bike straight out of town!
"Okay! Hey, this will be great! It's hotter than hell around here. I'll be ready in two shakes of a hard cock," he snickered.
Ann hung up the phone. She smiled homily. Another side of her sexy nature was bubbling to the top. She was going to rock the beach right into the fucking ocean! Her cunt juiced hot fluid into her cotton panties.
"Patience, pussy," she giggled hotly. "You'll get yours!"
* * *
The sun hung like a ball of fire over the sparkling waves and the glittering expanse of beach. There was not a single cloud in the sky. Long rows of vans butted up against the concrete wall that ran along the beach front. Clusters of teen-agers were sitting on the vans, drinking beer and puffing on .joints. At the end of the van line, motorcycles stretched out for another city block. Then came the mopeds and the bicycles.
The beach was packed. Kids were running everywhere. Beach balls flew through the air. The cheers of volleyball players rang out through the crowd. The smell of burning grass was whisked away by the ocean breeze. Ann sat beside Skip on big beach towels. Two umbrellas they had rented gave shade from the intense rays of the summer sun.
"This is really living," Skip sighed happily. He waved with exaggerated carelessness at guys older than him who never talked to him at school. Now that he had a gorgeous chick lying beside him, they suddenly wanted to be very friendly. Even girls smiled at him, and stared at the bulge in his swim trunks. He was half-hard with excitement, just from looking at Ann's pert tit-mounds falling out of her too-small bikini top.
Ann settled back against the beach backrest. She spread her legs wide, watching the guys stumble in the sand as they kept walking back and forth past them. She knew her cunt-hair was fringing out of the tiny strip that covered her crotch. She knew the thin material was darkening with her flow of hot cunt-juice. It turned her on to show her wet pussy to the boys. She kept closing and opening her legs, making the strip get wetter and bunch up. Now it covered only her cunt-slit. She stared back, boldly, at the boys staring between her legs.
She had her eye on one tall, good-looking blonde stud who sat down ten feet from her towel, and kept looking at her brown cunt-hair that showed on either side of the wet strip of her bikini bottom. She smiled brightly at him. He smiled back. He opened his legs. Ann caught her breath. She could see the outline of his huge cock against his thin wet trunks.
Skip was so busy being content, he didn't even notice the blonde guy in the crowd of tanned legs that kept crossing his line of vision. Ann bothered him a little. She had flirted a lot with the kid who rented them the backrests and the umbrellas. He was proud of her trim body and her uplifting tits, but it bothered him to have the guys stare so hungrily at her. "Fuck off," he muttered under his breath. "This chick is mine!"
Ann turned on her side. She eased her tit almost all the way out of her top. She saw the blonde guy starting to get a real hard-on!
She smiled sweetly at him.
"Skip, are you going to stare at the chicks, or are you going to pay attention to me?" Ann said softly.
Skip turned on his skide. His eyes widened. "Your nipple is showing," he whispered. "I know that."
"Well, ... geez Ann. Guys will see it."
"So?"
She slid her hand between his legs. Her finger dipped under his swim trunks. "I'm getting hard," he groaned. "Yes, you are. Isn't it a nice feeling?" He bit his lip. "Uh ... yeah. Guess so."
Her fingertip rubbed under his trunks. He felt his cock swelling even more. She pinched his cock-tip, tugging his prick out of his trunks.
"Jesus, Ann!" he muttered.
"You have a beautiful cock, Skip. Be proud of it. Let the girls see it."
He flicked a nervous glance at her tits. His cock suddenly grew even harder. She had one tit all the way out of her top. She was smiling at him and teasing her nipple with her fingernail. She rolled toward him, her hand going to the back of her neck.
"Lick it," she whispered.
He opened his mouth to protest, but she jammed her hard tit-peak into his mouth.
He sucked on her nipple. His cock throbbed in her hand. He suddenly realized his girl was a fucking exhibitionist! She loved to have the boys see her getting it on a public beach!
"You're going to fuck me, Skip," she hissed. "Right here. On the sand. In the bright sunlight."
He twisted his mouth away. He looked down at his cock sticking straight up in the sunshine. Her hand stroked him ever so gently.
"We're going to be carted straight off to the can," he groaned. "They'll bust our asses seven ways from Sunday!"
Ann turned her head and smiled very sweetly at the blonde giant holding his cock and grinning at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. His grin got wider. He silently clapped his hands together.
"Listen," Ann hissed in the boy's ear. "What do you suppose those chicken assholes are doing in those vans? Didn't you hear the girls panting when we walked by? Why do you suppose so many kids were sitting in the van doors? So no one could see it, dummy."
"Getting laid in a van is one thing," Skip mumbled. "Out here...."
"Out here is better. It's exciting. See how the kids are gathering around us?"
Skip lifted his head. He sighted past his upright cock clenched in her hand. Oh, God! They were sitting packed five deep in a wide circle, right at his feet!
"Come on. Fuck me!" Ann encouraged him. "Show them you're a man!"
She took his hand and slid it down between her legs. His fingers closed over her wet cunt. His cock instantly throbbed like hell and seemed to grow three feet long. His mind went blank. He shut his eyes. He wanted to fuck so badly he would have cheerfully exchanged a whole year's income from his paper route for a motel room.
Ann shoved his finger up her slick cunt-hole. She spread her legs wide, looking at the blonde stud rubbing his cock.
"Hey! Relax! No one can really see. I mean, the umbrellas block the view from the van row. Those kids will let us know if the fuzz wanders by. Fuck me. Right now!"
She slipped her bikini bottom off. Her hands pushed his trunks down. She nestled close to him, lifting one leg. Skip felt his hard cock sliding into the hot swamp of her cunt. Her leg closed.
"Isn't this nice?" Ann whispered hotly in his ear. Her hips moved. She fucked him with gentle, long movements, dragging his throbbing cock out until it almost got away from her, then sliding him in again. He was turning on in spite of himself. He felt his cock getting hard as a steel bar.
"Don't you come," she hissed. "If you go off, I'll break your neck. Fuck. Fuck me, Skip. Move, man!"
Now, he didn't care if the Mormon Tabernacle Choir was watching him. He jerked out. He shoved his trunks clear off. He fell back down and pushed his aching cock into her slick pussy. He stroked slowly, like she seemed to want him to. All the way in. She shuddered and ground her clit against him. Back out. Not too far. Gotta do this right. Oh, shit! This will be the talk of the whole fucking school!
Look at the bright side, he told himself. You'll have more hot chicks wanting to sample your hard cock than you'll be able to handle if you live to be a hundred. He grinned, imagining himself shaking his head and waving away crowds of hot, panting chicks-all of them showing him their bare tits and their wet cunts, begging him to fuck them.
"Get with it, Skip. Fuck! Fuck me!"
His mind snapped back to reality. She had slid lower down, bending his rigid cock. She rubbed her clit frantically on his slick prick. Her nails raked his shaking ass. He fucked her faster. His ears tuned in to the faint murmurs of the crowd of hot kids watching him fucking. His cock swelled even fuller. Wow! He'd show them.
Ann was caught up in the thrills of taking a hard cock. She didn't even hear the horny kids in the tight circle at her feet. She was mindlessly fucking Skip's rigid cock. It was getting hotter, harder-ramming clear to the bottom of her cunt!
"This is it!" Skip muttered.
Ann jerked away. She fell on his cock, grabbing it with both hands. She took his hot load, sucking him so hard her cheeks pulled in. She drained him completely. Ann sat up. Her hands gripped his slick cock, jacking him furiously.
"Don't let it fall down," she whispered hotly. "Come again. You can do it. Show these bastards you're a real stud! You got a hundred eyes watching you. Give them a real show!"
Ann came up on her knees. She turned her head, searching for her blonde. There he was. He had his fucking cock out! He was beating the hell out of it! Not a single soul around him even noticed. All their eyes were riveted on Skip's flaming hot cock.
"Do it! Come! Now!"
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Skip strained and grunted. His hips bounced up and down on the sand. The crowd was utterly silent. Watching. Waiting.
Suddenly, his cock shot a quick hot jet of jism straight up into the air. He heard the sigh of relief from the watching kids. It didn't compare to his own sigh. Ann pumped him dry, licking hungrily. This time, she let his cock go. It throbbed and twitched and slowly collapsed.
"Wasn't that terrific!" Ann smiled.
He lay watching her calmly putting her bikini back on. What a wild and crazy bitch he had found! Well, not really. She had carried the ball right from the start. But playing on her team had put him in the limelight. He grinned, lying naked and smiling at the eyes that were smiling back at him.
"Don't push your luck," Ann whispered. "Get your trunks on. I think it's time to go. There's a big blonde dude who would sell one of his balls to jet into me. I know!"
Skip reluctantly jerked his swim trunks up his legs. He felt ten feet tall. He hefted the umbrellas like they didn't weigh an ounce. He followed Ann's swaying ass toward the rental shack. They didn't make it.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Ann made her way carefully over the beach, stepping around the dozens of tanned bathers sprawled out in the bright sunshine. She squinted. Should have brought my sunglasses, she thought. Suddenly, she stopped abruptly, looking at a lineup of bare feet and legs that were blocking her path to the rental shed.
She looked up and caught her breath. There were three husky dudes and a big-titted redheaded chick blocking her way. In the middle of the line of grinning kids was the blonde giant she had been teasing while she showed off, fucking Skip.
"Hi," he grinned. "How about having a cool coke with me and my friends in the Beach Shack over there. After that workout we watched, you could stand some refreshment."
Ann knew damn well he didn't care if she was thirsty as a camel. The way he rubbed his crotch and grinned made her stomach churn with nervous excitement. Her cum-slick cunt began to glow like a broken fountain.
She smiled, moving to walk around the group. "Thanks anyway." She fished in her mind for a logical excuse to get away. This was one big fucker she didn't want to get pissed off at her. His long arms and thick legs rippled with muscles. He looked exactly like the guy who kicks sand in the face of the skinny coward, in the ads for muscle building. "Our rent time is up on this junk Skip's carrying."
He grabbed her arm. His voice was low and mean, even though he kept a smile on his face.
"You got no choice, you hot fucker. Think I'm gonna let a sweet piece of ass like you just walk off this damn beach?"
Skip came puffing up in back of Ann, loaded down with umbrellas and chairs and towels.
"What's up?" he wheezed.
Ann smiled at him. "We've been invited to have a drink with these guys. And Red, here."
Skip stared at the huge tits on the freckle-dusted, blue-eyed redhead. He could see every damn thing she had! He gulped. The chick had a home-made bikini on. She must have knitted it herself. It was like a damn fishnet! Her pink nipples poked out and her flaming-red bush of cunt hair frizzed right out through the loose weave of her bottoms.
"Well, all right!" he grinned.
Ann muttered, "You jerk!" under her breath, but she didn't want to tip him off about what she was damn sure was going to happen. He'd panic! He'd pee right down his leg. Let him think he was just going to have a Coke and get to stare at a practically naked chick.
The blonde muscle-boy gripped Ann's arm so tightly he left fingerprints on her flesh. The group trooped into the dark coolness of the Beach Shack and filled up one of the back booths.
The second their asses hit the wood benches, Ann's hand was shoved under the giant's trunks. Her fingers closed around a cock that made her think she was holding Skip's wrist! She swallowed hard, picturing that monster prick ripping into her cunt. Her knees came together, even though her fingers tugged his immense cock out of his thin trunks.
She sipped her Coke with one hand, the other one jacking him under the table.
"That's more like it," he grinned. "Why do you play around with children?" he asked, nodding at Skip who was almost pouring his drink in his ear, goggling at the pert redhead's tits.
"He does all right," Ann said coolly. "You watched him."
She marveled at how steady her voice was. She was so scared, she was afraid she'd pee all over her lap! This brute was going to fuck her! She bet all the money in her cookie jar that his three buddies would be standing in line with their stiff cocks at the ready. Mentally she shrugged. If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it, she had heard one of her girlfriends say. She wondered how Skip was going to take it, when he saw her under Mr. Muscles. He'd shit a huge brick!
"All of you guys are going to fuck me?"
He grinned. "You sure are a cool chick. You got it, honey. We'll go to my van. Red can keep your little boy happy while we have some fun."
Ann leaned back. She peered at the thick cock in her hand, in the darkness under the table. Her clit promply swelled and began its familiar itching. She looked at the wide grins on the faces of Muscle's buddies. She managed a faint smile. This was going to be rough! But for once, she was going to get enough fucking to last her until-tomorrow night? There wasn't a thing she could do to avoid the gang-bang that had been set up. Not one fucking thing. Relax, she told herself.
Skip spilled his coke. His face turned as red as the young chick's hair, sitting next to him. His cock was swelling under the warm hand that had suddenly plunged down into his trunks.
"I want some of this," Red whispered in his ear. "I watched you fuck, out there. You turn me on, honey. You can do anything you want to with me!"
Skip gulped his drink. He had been right! His fantasy was coming true' And he hadn't even gotten off the damn beach! She was the first of hundreds of hot-cunted females who were going to pursue him. His chest swelled. So did his cock. He was ready to follow her anywhere. Just don't take your hand away, honey, he thought. Please!
Muscles jammed his cock under his trunks. "Let's go to my van. Got some wine and some really good grass. Okay, buddy?" he asked Skip.
The boy stood up like he'd been goosed. He hastily shoved his hard cock out of sight and grabbed Red's hand. He was out of the Beach Shack almost before Ann got to her feet.
The giant shoved the door of his van open and boosted Ann inside. He wasn't rough. Just very firm. His three buddies tumbled in and pushed her down to the thick rug that carpeted the floor of the van. The whole place was a fuck pad. There wasn't one stick of furniture. No stereo. No bar. Nothing. Just one helluva lot of padding and rug.
Ann glanced up at the wide front seat to see Skip falling on Red like a man going down an elevator shaft. She heard Red's high giggle and Skip muttering, "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" Ann bet he had his cock sliding in her cunt-right through her fishnet bikini!
Muscles slid the van door shut. He shucked his trunks down his legs. Ann's eyes widened. He was hung like a damn donkey! Her eyes flicked around the van at his hot friends ripping their suits off. Just average, she thought. Built like Skip. The blonde was the one who was going to make her cunt sore. His cock swung back and forth like a club while he fished in a beach bag and came up with a bottle of cheap wine and a tin of grass.
Ann lay waiting. Shit! Even though his buddies had hard-ons, they were waiting for the boss to make his move.
Her nipples were hard as stones. Her clit itched, rubbing against her bikini bottom. She was ready to be fucked, and this asshole was slowly and carefully rolling a bunch of joints for himself.
Ann figured he was all muscles and no brains. But she wasn't in the fucking van to enjoy good conversation! She lay impatiently waiting while she listened to the front seat springs squeaking-and Skip panting like he was running the mile in thirty seconds!
"Let's get this show on the road," Ann said huskily. The heavy breathing of the redhead pissed her off. That bitch was getting what she wanted, while knucklehead sat rolling his damn joints!
"Relax, baby," he grinned, flipping his long cock at her. "When you get this in your cunt, you'll light up like a fucking searchlight."
He solemnly passed the wine bottle around to his buddies. He lit up a joint and leaned back against the van wall, scratching his balls.
"Jesus Christ!" Ann muttered to herself in disgust. She suddenly came up on her knees and flung herself at the kid. swilling the wine. Her mouth closed over his cock. He choked and flicked a nervous glance at the leader. Muscles grinned and nodded.
Instantly, Ann felt another hard cock shoving her bikini bottom aside and ripping into her slick pussy. She grunted, biting down hard on the stiff tool in her mouth. Her hand reached out for the third kid who shuffled up to her on his knees.
Ann's hand grabbed for his ankle. She jerked him down and motioned for him to sit next to the excited kid she was sucking off. Her quick hands pulled their cocks close together. She opened wide and rammed both their cocks into her mouth. Her knees spread, letting the boy behind her fuck into her cunt up to his balls.
Muscles grinned, his teeth flashing in the semi-gloom of the closed van. He crossed his ankles, stretching his legs out, and dragged on the joint while he stroked his hard cock.
"I figured you were a party girl," he told Ann. "A fucking show-off, too. When I finish this grass, I'll let you enjoy a real cock."
Ann was red-hot. The moment she'd gotten a hard cock in her pussy and her mouth down on two jerking pricks, she had dismissed the stupid blonde from her mind. She sucked greedily, pumping her hands up and down on the huge fistful of cock-meat. The two stiff cocks stretched her jaws. But she was so turned on and eager to swallow two loads of cum that she was determined to make them shoot before her jaw cramped!
The kid fucking her cunt from behind had a thick stubby prick that did nothing for Ann. He punched like a rabbit. She felt he would come first. He was so uncoordinated that she couldn't get any rhythm working. She let her pussy-muscles grow lax. Save your strength, she told herself. The big cock will be in you in the next minute or two!
With no warning at all, both cocks in her mouth blasted off like the kids had their cum-circuits wired together. The huge loads they shot made Ann choke and gag. Both of them were so charged, they were ready to shoot the split-second Ann's mouth slid down on their stiff pricks. They kept pumping cum and pumping and gasping. Ann couldn't swallow fast enough. Their hot cum ran out of her mouth down over their jerking pricks.
The kids faded so fast, Ann shoved them back, disgusted. She liked a cock to stay up and throb in her mouth, after it came. She loved to feel it twitching while she licked every drop of cum off the shaft. These would-be studs belonged in kindergarten!
She whirled around on her knees. Her hands grabbed for the blonde giant's cock. He grunted with surprise and whipped his hand around her neck and jammed her mouth down over his hard-On. Ann gagged and angrily jerked her head up. This son of a bitch must have ten inches, she thought. Her fingers squeezed him as hard as she could. She jacked him furiously with both hands, chewing on his cock-head. He grinned and chug-a-lugged the wine.
The rabbit-fucker scooted on his knees, going after the pussy he'd lost when Ann turned around. He slammed his stubby cock into her cunt and started punching, again.
Ann lifted her head. "Get that dumb fucker away from me," she snarled. "I want your cock up my cunt. I need a real man!"
He put the wine bottle down and flashed her an I-knew-it smile. "Fuck off, Buster," he rasped at Rabbit Man.
Ann rolled over on her back, ripping her bikini off. She lifted her knees and held herself wide-open.
"Shove that fucker in me!" she panted.
He fell on her like a ton of bricks. She felt her cunt stretch. She grunted. It was like having a baseball bat rammed up her pussy! She had never had such a cuntful of hard cock-meat!
"Oh, shit," she gasped. "You're gonna split me in two!"
She raised her head, staring at her cunt-lips folding as he rammed his chunk of prick-meat in and out of her pussy. She fell back, opening her mouth to gasp out her pain as her cunt tried to take his salami-sized cock up inside it.
She never let out a peep. She had no chance. Rabbit Man grabbed her head and forced his stubby cock into her mouth. She tasted her own salty cunt-sauce on his prick. Her mind flipped back to the night she had gone down on Jane. She began to make sexy little rumblings in her throat. Her hips began to work. Her cunt opened more. She felt his big cock hitting the very bottom of her clenching pussy-tunnel.
Ann sucked like a madwoman on Rabbit Man. She wanted more cum! Instead of a real fuck-fest, this gang-bang was as exciting to her as visiting a cemetery. The giant fucked like a mechanical man. He was so big, he hurt her pussy. But even the pain didn't really get to her. She wanted to feel new sensations. To do new things. That's the only reason she let herself be led into this stinking van!
She shoved the kid away who was jabbing his cock in her mouth. She stiff-armed the blonde away. He grunted like a pig.
"Someone should teach you bastards how to fuck," she ripped out. "Lie down, you muscle-bound asshole! I'm gonna get on top of you. And you, you short-peckered jerk! I want you to fuck me up my ass! Move! Come alive!"
"I'll be damned," the blonde guy grinned. "You're hotter than I thought you'd be. Do what she says, shithead!"
Ann sat down on the giant cock. She groaned but kept humping until she had all of him in her hot pussy. She leaned over, gripping the giant waist with her legs.
"Ram that prick up my ass," she yelled at the excited kid.
He jabbed all over her asscheeks before he got his stubby cock up her asshole. Ann brought her left knee up. She swung her ass back and forth, riding the big cock and forcing every inch of Rabbit Man up her hot asshole.
"This is more like it," she panted. "Fuck me! Shove that prick in my ass harder, you baby stud. Harder, I tell you!"
Mr. Muscles suddenly came alive. His strong fingers gripped her waist. He lurched up, sinking his ten-inch cock up to his balls in her slick pussy. He could feel the stubby cock punching into Ann's asshole. He heaved under her, finally hitting a rhythm Ann could match with her swinging hips.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she panted. The van began to rock on its springs. Skip raised his head and stared for a long second at Ann getting fucked up her ass and riding a huge red cock. He looked at two guys whacking their pricks and puffing on glowing joints.
"don't stop, baby," the redhead in the front seat whined. "I was just gettin' goin' good."
She jerked Skip down on top of her and crossed her ankles over his back. She flipped her string top over the seat and shoved her hard-nippled tits up to his sweating face. Skip chewed and licked and fucked. His cock churned her cunt-juice into a white froth that bubbled up around his plunging prick.
Rabbit Man suddenly blew his load up Ann's tight asshole. He fell back, cracking his head against the steel wall. Ann lurched forward when another hard cock slid into her cum-filled asshole. This was one who knew how to fuck! He stroked hard, matching his thrusts with Muscle's rhythm.
"Now we got it going," Ann panted. She fell on the giant. He never broke his pace. The new cock up her ass kept pumping steadily. Ann reached out and grabbed a hard prick that appeared in front of her face. She opened wide and let it slip into her mouth.
Three cocks. Three! Ann sucked strongly on the revitalized prick. Her asshole gripped the reaming cock sliding smoothly in and out of her ass-channel. Her cunt took the huge cock-piston fucking it as smooth as silk. But he stretched her so wide, she couldn't make her muscles contract. They seemed to be in shock!
Ann lay heavily on Mr. Muscles. His body was almost as hard as his cock. She sucked dreamily on the stiff hard-on sliding past her teeth. She felt great! Like a big cunt! Her pussy had adjusted to being spread so widely by the monster-prick that churned in and out. Finally, she was getting what she'd come for!
"Nice," she murmured. "I love this!" Her hand pushed the cock in her mouth back a bit. She licked lovingly on the throbbing prick-tip. Ann was coasting. She thrilled to the erotic sensations that raced through her. She tuned in to Skip's rasping panting. For a kid who was cherry just a few days ago, he was turning out to be a better fucker than anyone in this whole gang of beach bums!
Her dreamy, pleasant mood was broken. She felt the cock in her cunt getting harder. Her asshole-fucker felt it too. He panted and grunted, picking up his pace. Ann opened her mouth wide and took every inch of the boy who was mouth-fucking her. She braced herself for the flood of jism she knew was coming!
"I'm gonna shoot, you hot bitch!" Muscles gasped. "Get ready!" Ann tensed. His hips pounded up and down. Her asshole clenched. She brought off her ass-fucker first. Muscles was two hard strokes behind.
The cock in her mouth jerked and spurted a stream of hot cum. Ann swallowed convulsively, draining the boy's cock. He held tight to her head, letting her lick his twitching shaft like she loved to do.
Suddenly, Ann was released. She sat up, wiping the sweat off her tits.
"Gimme that fucking bottle," she demanded. She gulped thirstily. The cheap wine lit a fire in her stomach. Ann handed the empty bottle to Muscles.
"Thanks for nuthin', you fuckers. When you get grown up, look for me. Skip! Get off that bitch! We're goin' home!"
She jerked her bikini up her legs and tied the top behind her back. Not one of the kids said a word. Even Muscles just sat and stared at her getting dressed.
Ann slid the van door open and jumped out. She reached through the window and slapped Skip on his bare ass. "Hey! Let's go. I need a shower-and a boy who knows how to really fuck a chick! That's you, Skip!"
He grinned happily, struggling to get his trunks up his legs and over his rock-hard prick.
Ann grabbed his hand and took off down the street. She was glad to be out of the stinking van and away from a bunch of clods who were just quick-comers. Now, she really appreciated how Skip hung in there and fucked her hot cunt. She thought about her dad. He'd have a stroke if he found out about the van-bang!
She swung aboard the bus and winced when her ass hit the hard seat. Then she grinned. A nice shower. A quick douche. Into the sack with Skip!
She glanced at his face. She saw pride. The kid had grown up in just one hectic afternoon. He looked at her crotch. He stared hard at her tits bouncing as the bus jounced up and down. Skip grinned and grabbed her hand.
"I'm still hot to fuck," he whispered in her ear.
"That makes two of us," Ann smiled.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The minute Ann closed the front door behind them, she stripped naked and heaved a sigh of relief. It was good to be home.
She raised her arm and sniffed. "I smell like a two-bit whore on Saturday night, Skip. It was hot in that crummy van. We're going to clean up and then-guess what?"
Skip grinned. His cock was already halfway up. "What?"
"We are going to have our own fuck party. You and me. You know, you are really a damn good man!"
She meant it. After the van-bang she realized a lot of guys were all talk and not much action. Skip did what she told him. He had a long thick cock and a strong back. She hugged him and ground her cunt against him.
Skip came up rock-hard. Ann had gotten him off twice, on the beach, and he had given the redhead a cunt full of hot cum-and he was still hot to trot! A whole new world of sex was opening up for the kid. No more jacking off in bed, listening to his mother pant and wheeze while his dad fucked her ass off. He had his own girl now!
"There's a bottle of Scotch under the sink, Skip. Get naked. Bring the booze up to the bathroom and take a shower with me. We'll fuck in daddy's bed. It's bigger than mine!"
Ann hummed happily to herself under the shower. She soaped her pussy and her asshole and lathered her body with sweet-smelling soap. She felt terrific. Hot! Her head buzzed with far-out ideas to try with Skip.
A long hard cock came into the shower with her-followed by a horny teen-age boy clutching a bottle of booze!
"This stuff is dynamite," he muttered. His eyes were full of tears.
"Gimme that." Ann tilted the bottle and slugged down a long drink, standing with the water bouncing off her hard-nippled tits. "Whew! It burns like hell, but it's good stuff!"
Skip leaned against the wall, watching Ann soap his hard cock and squeeze his balls. He felt hard enough to crack the fucking tile!
"Hey! Where you goin'?"
"Keep it up for me," she grinned, taking another long pull at the booze. "I want to douche. Those fuckheads filled my pussy full of cum!"
"I want to watch."
"Sure. You never seen a woman tidy up her cunt?"
He shook his had. That was a mistake. The room started whirling around him. The booze hit him like a ton of concrete blocks. Ann stumbled around, filling her mom's douche syringe and trying to get the toilet under her ass. Both kids were looped. Their stomachs were empty-except for half a quart of her dad's expensive scotch!
"This is very simple, Skip. You just put this rubber stick up your cunt ... uh ... can't find my hole...." She giggled and hiccupped. "And then you squeeze this bulb an ya gotta kissin' sweet little cuntypoo!"
Skip knelt down between her open legs. He peered at her pink cunt-hole with the black tube in it. Ann moved it in and out, trying to keep her legs apart so he could see what she was doing. The tube felt so good, she wanted to squeeze her cunt around it and get herself off!
Skip jacked off his stiff cock, watching Ann take the syringe out and seeing the water gush out all over the toilet and her legs. She was having trouble staying aboard the moving toilet. Her hand reached out to clutch Skip, to steady herself.
"I'm drunker 'n a skunk!" she muttered. "Daddy sure buys good stuff."
Skip grabbed her legs and pulled them over his shoulders. His mouth closed over her wet cunt. He drove his tongue into her pussy-hole which tasted like Scotch.
"Suck my cunt, honey. Fuck me with that tongue! Don't let me fall off this damn pot. Jesus, my head hurts! My belly's got a damn bonfire in it! Lick me! Lick me! Lick me!"
Ann had never come during the van-bang. She'd been too pissed off at the bunch of quick-coming fuckers. Now, her pussy demanded at least one really good climax.
"You musta practiced on that big-titted redhead, Skip. You're so good with that tongue! Lick my clit. Bite it. I have to get off!"
Ann slid forward on the pot, humping his tongue like it was a cock working her up to a roaring earthquake of an orgasm. Her legs pulled him closer. Her finger rubbed frantically over her clit.
"You did it! I'm coming! Coming hard, Skip! Keep pushing your tongue way in there!"
The hot girl was so stoned that her climax just seemed to make her want to fuck like a mink. Her nerves sent confused messages to her fuzzy head.
"Keep going, Skip," she panted. "One more time. One more climax! Gotta have it. Then, we're gonna fuck ourselves silly! We'll bust my daddy's bed down!" She panted and giggled and hiccupped. "He broke mine. S'only fair I bust his to pieces."
She lay back against the toilet tank, holding her jiggling tits. Her booze-numbed nerves wouldn't let her come again.
She pushed him back and found his hand, after two tries. She weaved down the moving hall, clutching the douche syringe in her other hand. She crashed on her dad's bed and lifted her knees.
"Get that fucker in me," she panted.
Skip slammed in with one quick shove. Ann grunted. Her ankles crossed over his back.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" she moaned.
The bedsprings squeaked steadily. Skip huffed and puffed in her ear, but he was so wonderfully hard, her cunt came to life. After a hundred hard strokes, the kids began to burn off the alcohol.
"You fuck better than Red. Her pussy was loose. You hold me nice and tight!"
Ann hugged him. Her hips worked his hard cock in and out of her juicing cunt. Now, she could feel him. Really feel him!
"Fuck that cunt, Skip! Ram that cock in me! Your cock feels as big as my daddy's!"
Her eyes focused on the syringe still clutched in her hand. She remembered what she had done to her dad, in the trailer. Her fingers pulled Skip's asscheeks apart. She put the douche syringe against his asshole and pushed.
"Hey!" Skip jerked and bottomed his cock into her dripping pussy. "What the hell are you doing to my ass?"
"Keep fucking me!" she hissed. "You'll love this, in a minute. Daddy digs it!"
"Fuck daddy! That hurts!"
He would not have stopped fucking her clutching pussy if she'd jammed her hand up his asshole. Every time he stroked back, Ann fed his asshole another inch of the hard rubber tube. She felt him getting even harder in her cunt-and she hadn't thought that was possible!
"There. It's all in," she panted. "Jesus Christ, Skip! Your cock feels like a steel pole in me. You like that thing in your ass, don't you? Don't you?" she insisted. , He was fucking her so hard, his rigid cock shoved her up the bed. Her skull cracked against the headboard. She didn't feel it. Her hands pressed his asscheeks together. She stared at the syringe bulb sticking out.
"That's horny. That's so fucking sexy!" she gasped.
"Push it harder. Uh! Shit, that feels weird! Pull it out. Ram that thing up my ass harder," Skip shouted.
Ann whipped her arms around him and rolled him over. Her hips pounded up and down. The syringe rammed in and out of Skip's burning asshole. He fucked her so hard, her teeth rattled.
"I'm coming again," Ann wailed.
She grabbed his ears and jerked his head up. Her tongue slid halfway down his throat. Her cunt closed like a steel gate. She came and came, biting his nose, his ears, his neck.
When her trembling ceased, Skip flipped her over on her back. He jerked the tube out of his ass and threw it under the bed.
"It's your asshole's turn," he growled.
He slid her sweating body over the rumpled sheets. "Get your knees on the floor. Get your ass over the edge of the bed. Ready?"
"Yes!" Ann shouted.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Ann grunted. She grabbed for her cunt. She jammed three fingers up her slick pussy, humping back against the furious assault on her asshole.
"How's that?" he panted. "I'm bigger than your God damn rubber tube. Like it? Huh? Tell me, you asshole reamer!"
"I love it. Love it!" Ann shouted, "Fuck me harder. Harder. Make me come! I wanna come with that big cock up my ass!!"
His balls slapped against her flesh. His cock swelled like a balloon. He rammed into her ass like a pile driver. The bed slid across the floor and hit the wall. He shuffled after her on his knees, drilling into her hot ass.
"Floor's too fucking hard," he grunted. He jerked his red cock out. "Get up on that bed!"
Ann scrambled up. She lay oh her back and reached out to jam his cock in her pussy. He gave her six hard strokes and jerked out. He heaved her up higher and pointed his cock two inches lower. She gasped. Her heels hit the mattress. He fucked into her asshole like a piston going up and down a mile a minute.
Ann's eyes were glassy. She panted and sweated. Her fingers twisted her hard nipples. She clutched her head. Her hips churned up and down.
"You're driving me crazy with that cock!" she screamed. "Fuck my ass! Fuck my cunt! Do it to me harder! Harder!"
Skip pushed her flat. He whipped his cock out and shot wild jets of cum all over her tits. She grabbed his jerking prick and jammed it back into her cunt. Her hands smeared his cum over her heaving tits.
Skip kept fucking her, watching her fingers rubbing his cum-load into her tit-flesh. He bent his head down and sucked on her cum-covered nipples. Ever so slowly, he coasted to a stop, her jerking cock buried to his balls up her pussy.
"I didn't come," Ann pouted.
"Tough shit," he growled. "Tell you something else. I have to take a piss. Shove your fingers up your cunt and keep it hot until I get back!"
Ann's hands shot out to grip him by his arms. "Don't go. Piss in my pussy."
"What!"
"I mean it, Skip. I've never had a man do that. I want to feel it! Piss up my cunt." Her pussy-muscles rippled frantically around his hard cock. He looked at her red face. Her tits were shaking with excitement.
He came up on his knees, spreading her legs. He pulled his hard cock halfway out. Ann lifted her head, licking her lips, watching his cock, waiting to feel his hot piss splashing into her cunt.
"I can't!" he groaned.
"Yes you can. Relax. Let it come out." Her voice was low. Her intent gaze held on his twitching cock. "Pee in me, Skip!"
She felt the first quick spurt. Her cunt clamped down. 'Oh! Oh, it's so hot in me!"
"I'm gonna do it!" Skip's voice was filled with awe. "My cock is gonna pee right in your cunt-hole!"
Ann felt a hot flood pouring into her. It flowed out around his red cock and dribbled down over his balls-and down her ass-crack and over the torn-up sheet!
"God, that turns me on," Ann muttered. "It's ... like a boiling hot douche."
"My God damn cock's going crazy," Skip muttered. He kept pissing. He started fucking her. Ann held her legs wide-open, staring at his cock reaming into her pink pussy-hole. His piss still flowed out of her!
"Aaargghh!" she gasped. "I'm coming! Jesus, I'm coming so fucking hard!"
Her arms and legs locked around him. He felt her muscles tugging. He held still, letting her cunt jack him off. When she slowly released him, he slid off the bed and pulled her to her feet. "Come with me."
Ann stumbled down the hall. He slammed her down onto the living-room sofa and trotted out to the kitchen. She lay fingering her clit, trying to catch her breath. What the hell was he after?
"Open your legs. Close your eyes."
Ann obeyed. She suspected her kinky sex games were getting him going in the same direction she had pointed her father. Her hands slid under her knees. She lifted her legs and spread her cunt-hole.
"Oh! Skip! That feels so fucking weird!"
His hand pressed flat against her cunt, keeping the ice cubes that he had jammed into her pussy-hole from popping out.
"You wanted new sensations," he grinned. "How's that for starters?"
Ann giggled hotly. "My pussy's freezing, Skip! Wow! It's ... it's turning all numb. Like it was shot with novocaine!"
He crawled up on her eager, hot body. "Then you're ready for the drilling!"
He slid his hard cock between his fingers, keeping the ice cubes inside her cunt-hole.
"Oh, shit," he laughed. "Me and my ideas! But ... but it does feel good, doesn't it?"
"I can't feel anything," Ann wailed. "You're fucking me and I can't feel a single stroke!"
He slid his arms under her. He lay down comfortably. His hard cock jerked and throbbed in her pussy.
"Let's just lay here a minute. Thaw out. When you begin to feel my cock in you, we're gonna fuck until it's your turn to piss all over the damn sofa!"
Ann's ears picked up the sound of tires crunching on the driveway. She lay with Skip's rigid cock in her freezing-cold cunt, wondering how her jealous dad might take seeing her naked and fucking on the sofa with Skip. Mentally, she dismissed the thought of trouble. After all, he had said she could fuck Skip. He hadn't said where. She was safe in the house. That much should please him. If he found out about the beach fuck and the horny boys who had banged her cunt and her asshole all over the van floor, he'd lock a chain around her leg!
"Dad's home," she whispered in Skip's ear. His cock jerked. Her cunt could feel again! Her legs lifted and locked him in. Tuck me! It will turn daddy on! Honest!"
"He'll thump my ass," Skip groaned. He could not make himself pull out of her cold/hot pussy that was squeezing his stiff hard-on.
"Ann! You home, honey?" her father called.
"In here, daddy. In the loving ... I mean ... in the living-room."
He breezed in through the kitchen and stopped abruptly. His face darkened. Skip clung to Ann, fucking her pussy like he was afraid he'd be jerked out and kicked in the ass and made to go home!
"You said he could fuck me, Daddy. Remember?" Ann said quickly. She smiled sweetly at him over Skip's shoulder.
He shoved the kids over and sat down on the edge of the sofa. Don sighed. This crazy nymph was going to drive him out of his mind! He couldn't keep his cock up her cunt all the time, as much as he wanted to. Fucking pays no bills, unless you're a hooker, he thought.
He brushed his hand down over Ann's belly and slid his Finger into her slick cunt-hole beside Skip's nervously jerking prick.
"This thing is half-frozen," he muttered. "What the fuck have you two crazies been doing?"
He sniffed Ann's breath. She kissed him and reached down to hold his finger tight in her pussy.
"Been into my booze, too! Oh, fuck!"
Skip kept stroking. He was relieved that Don didn't blister his ass. The finger his cock was rubbing against made his cock get rock-hard.
Ann fumbled at her daddy's fly. Her quick fingers pulled his cock out. He looked down at his stiff prick. Ann shifted over a bit and slid her mouth down over his throbbing cock. Her head moved up and down in rhythm with Skip's rigid prick drilling into her drenched cunt-hole.
Don ripped his tie off. And his shirt. He pulled his pants down and kicked his shoes over against the wall. His movements made his tingling cock get even harder, raking against Ann's teeth as he got naked.
"Get that cock out of her cunt," he growled at Skip. "We're going up to my room!"
"Let's do it in my bed, Daddy," Ann said quickly. She knew he'd throw three fits if he saw his bed all torn up and soaked with cum and piss!
They hurried down the hall. Don jacked his cock, staring at his horny daughter's swaying ass. God damn! She was growing up into the sexiest, prettiest little nymph he had ever seen! He didn't blame Skip for wanting to fuck his balls off.
He stretched out on her bed and grunted when she jumped on him. He watched her fingers opening her slick cunt and sliding him into her. Jesus, she was hot! Her folded legs pressed hard against his sides. She got his cock slick with five fast strokes, and nestled her tits against his chest.
Don was so hot, he could not deny his crazy daughter anything. He pumped his stiff cock in and out of her slick pussy. His arms made her lurch back and forth, dragging her hard nipples over his chest. The heat from her body would have melted the iceberg that sank the Titantic!
"Why not? Get in wherever you can, Skip. It's every man for himself!"
Ann motioned for Skip to kneel between her dad's legs. Her hands reached back to pull him up tightly.
"Put your cock in my cunt!"
"It's full!"
"I can take it. I want both of you to fuck me in my pussy!"
Ann leaned over, holding still. Skip looked at her dripping cunt taking Don's thick cock. He grabbed his prick and laid it on top of Don's. When her father eased out a bit, he slid his aching cock into Ann's packed pussy. In less than ten seconds, Don and Skip had the motions down pat. They fucked her slick cunt-hole with alternating strokes.
"Oh-h-h-hh!" Ann moaned.
"Uh-h-h-h," Don echoed.
It was almost impossible for Ann to hold still-but she didn't want to jerk around and lose either one of the hard cocks fucking her! Her teeth bit into her dad's shoulder. Her nails raked his arms. Her cunt-hole stretched and tingled. She snuggled down tighter against Don's hot body. This was heaven!
Skip's hands pushed her asscheeks apart. He stared at his red cock riding into her cunt on top of her father's. He almost came! It was the wildest thing he had ever seen in all his young life. Her cunt-lips were stretched to the ripping point. He wondered how the hell she was able to handle so much cock-meat!
He jammed his finger up her asshole. Ann gave a little yelp. Her teeth drew blood, raking over Don's shoulder. Skip finger-fucked her asshole and ripped into her packed pussy with all his might!
Don and Skip began hitting her cunt at the same time. Ann slammed forward and back, panting and whimpering. She had never had so much hard cock up her pussy!
"Too much! Too much! Skip! Fuck my asshole!
Ram your cock up my asshole!"
He jerked back and moved forward. Don fucked his girl's cunt faster. Skip humped his prick into her clenching asshole. They fucked her steadily. Their hands held her in place. Their cocks drove straight and deep. Ann pushed her legs back. She flattened her aching tits against Don's heaving chest.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she panted. "I'm coming! Come with me, Daddy! Skip! Make your prick shoot up my ass. I want to feel you both shooting in me. Oh, God ... this is fantastic!"
"GOD DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" Don shouted. "Keep your fucking mouth shut and your pussy going! You know I can't hold back when you start hollering about coming! I don't want to come. I want to fuck!"
Skip swallowed hard, looking down at Don's red face. Her dad's really pissed off, he thought. Then suddenly, his cock took him over. It abruptly spewed out a gob of hot cum.
Don groaned. He felt the young boy's prick jerking against his, through the thin membranes inside his girl's writhing body. He slammed his cock up and held tightly. He came hard!
Skip fell back. Ann's feet kicked him in the belly. He grunted. She rolled off her dad and twisted around to get her mouth down on his shooting cock. Her teeth closed hard on his cock-shaft. She felt every surge of him boiling up through his cum-channel. Her cheeks tucked in. She sucked as hard as she could. He shuddered, emptying his swollen balls into her mouth.
Ann scooted up the bed. She threw her leg over Don's head and jammed her cunt down over his mouth.
"Suck me off, Daddy. I didn't make it. Suck ... suck ... suck...."
Her fingers twisted in his hair. She pulled his head up to her crotch, swinging her hips. He drove his tongue up his girl's hot cunt. His finger rammed up her asshole.
"Coming. Coming. Coming now!" Ann gasped.
Her fingers clawed at her cunt-slit. She squinted her eyes. Her body shook as her orgasm ripped through her. Her finger slid into her spasming pussy-hole-beside Don's tongue!
"I'm dying," Ann moaned, "I'm coming so fucking much I can't stop. My belly's cramping. I'm ... oooooohhh . ... I'm gonna pee on you, Daddy!"
Ann fell off him, clutching her pussy. Cum and piss ran all over her fingers. She whipped a finger up her asshole. She kept coming, finger-fucking her hot cunt and her asshole.
Don watched her agonized quiverings. Tears ran down her flushed cheeks.
"What a hot little bitch," he muttered. "Thank God for neighbor kids." He grinned at Skip. "Try to keep this nymph happy, will you Skip? I'd appreciate the help!"
Skip's chest swelled. Jesus! Not only was Don not mad at him for fucking his daughter-he was actually asking him to keep on fucking her hot cunt! The crowds of sexy bitches he had pictured in his hot mind, when he was watching the chicks watch him being jerked off on the beach, faded away. He was sure Ann was going to be more than enough to handle!
"Ready to start fucking again?" Don smiled at the boy. His cock throbbed and lifted its red head.
"Sure. See!"
Don looked at the thick cock standing straight out from the boy's hard-muscled body. He chuckled.
"This means you give up your jack-off time," he teased the horny boy.
Skip picked Ann up like she was a child. He grinned, setting his girlfriend face-down on Don.
"Jacking off is for little kids," he said.
He guided Don's rigid cock up into Ann's eager pussy-hole. She wiggled ecstatically. Her daddy's cock felt so good! Her muscles tensed a little, knowing very well what was going to happen.
"Uhh!" she grunted.
Skip slammed his rigid cock into her pussy. "Don't tense up, dammit," he growled. "You're gonna get fucked with the biggest pussy-pleaser in town!"
Ann lay on her daddy, purring like a cat. Her slick cunt eagerly took Skip's cock and her father's thrusting prick, stretching open with just enough pain to give her the added kick her nerves demanded!
"Fuck me, you two! I'm the luckiest chick in the whole damn world!"
The room began to echo the sound of creaking bedsprings-and the soft whimperings of a horny teen-ager and the labored breathing of two fucking men.
At long last, Ann had enough stiff cock up her pussy to satisfy her. It was going to be a long, hard-fucking summer!
