Peter Mann was thirty-eight years old. He felt as if he was getting old. Too old. His wife, who was a sex-hungry bitch, had worn him out. Now she was in the hospital, and he was looking forward to a rest. He needed it. As he drove home Peter began to think about his five daughters.
They ranged in age from sixteen to ten. There was Mary, the oldest at sixteen, and then came Linda at fourteen, then Diane at thirteen, then Ruth at twelve, and finally little Patricia at ten. They were all lovely girls, and they were getting lovelier by the day.
Especially Mary. Mary was turning into a fine looking woman. Her body excited him to no end. Every time he saw it he got a hard-on. And just a few days before when he had seen her naked, he had to run to his room and beat off. Feeling a hard-on just from thinking about her, he began to beat off again.
Feeling quite restless, Peter spent half the night driving around, trying to get the lust for his daughter out of his system. Finally he went home. He went into his bedroom only to find Mary in his bed naked. It turned out that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
That first night with Mary made him feel like a new man. He fucked her until neither one of them could walk again. And while they were sixty-nining, his other four daughters came in to watch them. The next morning in the shower, Linda, his second oldest, came right in the shower with him.
It seemed that she had always wanted to suck him off, and that was just what she did. Peter soon found that his daughters were after his body just like he was after theirs. They wanted him as much as he wanted them. It had been that way with Mary and Linda, the two oldest, and it turned out to be that way with Diane, Ruth, and Patricia, the three youngest.
Peter soon found out that his daughters were just as sex crazed as his wife, and that was fine with him. The more they wanted him to fuck them, the more he would fuck them. They were his little girls, and he meant to see that they stayed that way.
CHAPTER ONE
Peter Mann sat behind the steering wheel of his car in the hospital parking lot. He was tired and he was hot and he was angry. His wife was turning into such a bitch. Being sick didn't give her the right to act so bitchy. Not as far as he was concerned. It didn't give her that right at all.
Peter felt every one of his thirty-eight years. They seemed to weigh on him like some heavy burden. Actually it seemed like more than thirty-eight years that he had been alive. Today-right this minute-it seemed like at least fifty. Maybe even more. Maybe sixty.
He started the engine and steered his car out onto the street. He had been with his wife the past three hours and all they had done during those three hours was argue. He couldn't even remember now what they had argued about. It was probably something stupid.
It was always something stupid. But that didn't make him any less angry. In fact, it had been the main source of his ever-growing anger. He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but somehow he managed not to. Instead he pressed his horn in, and held it there for some time.
The car in front of him finally moved, and Peter was on his way. He had to go home quickly. His five daughters were home all alone. True, the oldest-Mary, who had just turned sixteen-was looking after the other four, but that didn't make him feel any better.
He was sure something had happened to them while he had been at the hospital. Some madman had broken in and raped and murdered all of them. All five of them: Mary, the oldest, Linda, just fourteen last month, Diane, thirteen, Ruth, twelve, and Patricia, the youngest, only ten.
Actually he didn't trust the five of them alone. There was no telling what trouble they had gotten into. Suppose his three oldest girls had had boys over. Suppose they had been fucking all this time. He was positive that Mary was letting all the boys in her pants. He could just sense that about her.
Mary reminded Peter a lot of his sister, Dorothy. At sixteen Dorothy had been a, regular whore. She let everyone fuck her. And that included Peter himself, and their father. Peter could still remember the time he saw his father fucking Dorothy in the attic while their mother was downstairs making supper, completely unaware of what was going on between her husband and daughter.
His mother never did find out about what went on behind her back. Never. Peter would sometimes look at her and think how dumb she was, but he had never had the nerve to tell her that to her face. He would just think those things in his room, and he would also think about how much he wanted to fuck her.
Peter found that he was getting a hard-on. He reached down and rubbed his crotch real hard. He also knew why he was getting a hard-on. He was picturing Mary in his mind. He was seeing her naked. Just like he had the other day. She had just finished taking a bath, and he had not known she was still in the bathroom.
He had gone into the bathroom to get his aftershave lotion-which he had forgotten to put on that morning-and he had walked right in on her. She was standing in the middle of the room, the water dripping off her body. The shock of seeing her had made him freeze in his tracks. Mary took it in stride. She looked at him and smiled.
"Forget something?" she asked. "Yes," he replied.
He had felt his cock rising into an erection and he had hurried out of the bathroom and back to his bedroom where he had beat off. Her tits were so big, and he had never really noticed them till just then. And her hairy mound looked so inviting and desirable. He felt the lust rising in his loins for his own daughter.
He could feel the lust rising in his loins again, and again he began to beat off. He couldn't control himself. He rubbed at his crotch frantically, and then he yanked down his zipper, and got his hand right in under his jockey shorts and really began to pull on his meaty prick.
He could feel the come squirting all over his hand, and he could feel it running down between his fingers. It was sticky and hot, and it made his skin burn. This made him pull on his cock all the harder. He was pulling on it with all his might, and he could feel himself coming a second time, and then a third time.
He couldn't believe how horny he was. And he was horny for his own daughter, just as his father had always been horny for his daughter. He wanted Mary in the worst way, and he knew that he would go mad unless he had her. He drove way out past the city limits and made the car go just as fast as it could. He had to get this lust out of his system somehow.
He kept driving for the longest time, but it was no use. Oh well, he thought. They should all be in bed by now. It was almost midnight. He had been driving around for almost three hours, ever since he had left the hospital at nine. He headed back for his own house.
As he pulled into the driveway, he could see that all the lights were out. That meant they were all in bed. He parked the car in the garage, arid quietly made his way into the house. There wasn't a sound. He made his way to his bedroom, and closed the door behind him.
Without turning on the light he went over and sat on the edge of the bed. He was still burning up inside and he could feel himself getting another erection. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster, and he could feel how his breathing was getting more rapid.
Then he thought he felt something. A hand. It was on his shoulder. He was imagining things. Then he felt something on his neck, and then on his ear. A pair of wet lips. A pair of wet, soft lips.
"It's about time you got home," the voice said. "I've been waiting for you all night it seems. My poor little cunt has been twitching all that time, just waiting for you to come home and put your big cock in it."
It was Mary. He knew that voice anywhere. He felt her hands undoing his clothes. He lay back on the bed and just let her undress him, which she did. He could feel her taking off his jacket, then his shirt and tie, then his T-shirt, then his shoes and socks, and then his slacks and jockey shorts.
He was completely naked now. That's when he felt her lie right down on top of him.
"Didn't you know I'd be waiting for you?" she asked, her hot breath blowing right in his face.
He felt her hot little pussy rubbing against his meaty shaft, and he could feel how that was making his cock burn up inside. He felt how moist her cunt was already, and he could feel it getting moister and moister.
"I've been fingering myself all night. I was so horny for you," she then said.
She kissed him full on the mouth, and she grabbed for his cock at the same time. She held it firmly in her hand, and he could feel her rubbing it against her clit. She was rubbing it against her clit just as hard as she could. That made his cock throb all the more, and it made his whole body throb for that matter.
He could feel her tongue probing deep in his mouth, and that's when he threw his arms about her wildly. He began rubbing his hands up and down her back, and he began grabbing at her fleshy ass. He was rubbing her ass cheeks just as hard as he could, and then he began to run his finger up and down her ass crack.
That made her moan way down in her throat, and that's when he began to rim her asshole with his finger. She was squirming all around on top of him now, and he could feel the head of his cock easing right into her soft, wet, burning hot cunt. That made him ram his finger right into her asshole.
He rammed his finger into her asshole just as hard as he could, and he began to work it in and out just as hard as he could. He could feel her biting into his shoulder then, and he could hear her moaning all the louder now. That's when he felt her move in such a way that his cock went all the way inside her all at once.
He could feel his cock slip right into her, and as it did that, he lifted his hips off the bed slightly, and really rammed his cock into her. Her cunt seemed to open right up, and then he could feel it closing all around him. Her cunt muscles held him inside her firmly, and he could feel how they were making his cock burn up inside.
"Do you like the way I'm making you feel?" she asked, her mouth pressed against his ear.
"Oh, yes," he groaned. "I like it very much."
He could feel her sitting right up on him then, and he could feel her lifting herself up and down on him so that his cock slid in and out of her. He could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter inside, and he could feel his cock getting ready to explode. Right then he reached for her tits, and got his hands around both of them.
He held onto them firmly, and he could feel her nipples getting rigid, and that made him squeeze them all the harder. He could hear her grunting and moaning on top of him, and he could feel his cock rubbing hard against the inside of her pussy. She was making sure of that.
Every time she came back down on him, he could feel his cock going into her to the hilt. He could feel it traveling up the wet, soft channel that opened up for him wider and wider, and then closed in on him real tight when he was in all the way. He could feel the soft, warm flesh clinging to his hot, hard prick, and he could feel her sex juices running down the length of his prick end onto his balls.
He could feel that her orgasm was already beginning. Her whole cunt was quivering inside, and it was erupting all over his cock. He could feel her whole body shaking, and he could hear her moaning at the top of her lungs.
"You've got such a nice cock," she moaned.
"Do I?" he asked.
"You certainly do," she replied.
With that he began to lift his hips off the bed, and really ram his cock up into her. That's when he felt the come traveling up the length of his cock, and that's when he felt it gushing out between the small set of lips. He heard her really scream out then, and then he felt more and more come gushing out of his cock.
It felt as if it was never going to stop, and right then he didn't want it to stop. He wanted it to keep coming for the rest of his life if he could. He felt his whole body trembling, and he felt himself building to another orgasm, just' as he felt she was building to another orgasm.
She fell backwards just then, and he could feel her lying between his legs. Her head was down by his feet, and he could feel her hands grabbing at his thighs. He could feel his cock bending into her at an angle, but it was still deep inside her, which was where he wanted it to be.
They were grinding into one another, and that's when he felt them both exploding at the same exact moment. He could feel her come gushing out of her trembling pussy just as he felt the come gushing out of his trembling cock. Their bodies seemed to shake, and then they both lay perfectly still.
After a while, she sat up on him again.
"You weren't expecting to find me here, were you?" she asked.
"No, I guess I wasn't," he replied.
"I'll bet you're surprised by all this, aren't you?" she then asked.
"Yes," he replied. "I am surprised."
"Well," she said, "after the other day, you shouldn't be surprised."
"And why shouldn't I?" he asked in return.
"You saw me naked," she then said, as if her answer made it all very clear.
"I know that," he said, "but when you were a little girl, I saw you naked all the time."
"This time it was different," she said.
"How was it different?" he asked.
"Well, in the first place, I'm a big girl now," she replied. "Before, when I was just a kid, you didn't get turned on when you saw me naked. You didn't get a hard-on when you saw me naked, and you didn't run off to your room to beat off. But now, when you see me naked, that's what you do. Or what you did I should say.
"And the other reason it's different is because of the effect it had on me. I was glad you saw me naked. I've wanted you to see me like that for a long time. I saw you naked a long time ago, only you didn't know that. Why do you think I let all the boys get in my pants? It's been because I've been so horny for you.
"Ever since I was about thirteen, I've wanted you to fuck me like you just did. I've wanted it so bad that I've had to go around fucking everyone else. Just tonight I had a boy over here fucking me, and he fucked me real good, but he couldn't really satisfy me, because afterwards I found myself still wanting you.
"Now I feel satisfied, but I know that you're the only one who will ever be able to satisfy me like this. Fucking other guys is just a substitute for the real thing. And as far as I'm concerned, you're the real thing. All the others are just very bad substitutes."
Peter had been listening very intently to Mary's little speech, and all the time he could feel his cock still inside her, and he could feel how hard it still was.
"How old were you the first time you fucked?" he asked.
"It was on the day of my thirteenth birthday," she replied.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied, "but that was only because I made myself believe that it was you that was fucking me. I never even thought about the boy who actually was fucking me."
"Do you always imagine that it's me fucking you?" he then asked.
"Always," she replied.
Every time she answered him, his cock felt like it was getting harder.
"Can you feel me now?" he asked.
"I certainly can," she replied. "You feel so big and so hard. You fill me all up inside."
"Have you ever been fucked by a cock that big before?" he asked.
"Never," she replied.
"Are you ever going to let anyone else fuck you after this?" he then asked.
"Never," she replied.
"Promise?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied, "I promise."
"How would you like to suck my cock?" he then asked. "Would you like to do that? Would you?"
"Oh yes," she replied. "I would love to suck on your cock. I would just love that."
"And would you like me to eat you out?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she moaned, feeling his cock move inside her cunt, "I'd love to have you eat me out."
"And would you like me to fuck you in the ass as well?" he asked next.
"Yes," she groaned, moving her hips up and down on him, "I want you to fuck me in the ass.
"And would you like me to suck on your tits?" he asked, lifting his hips off the bed.
"Yes, I want you to suck on my tits," she groaned, moving up and down on him all the faster.
Peter could feel Mary bouncing up and down on top of him, and he could feel his cock moving in and out of her cunt. When she lifted up on him, he could feel his cock sliding out almost all the way. He could feel just the head of his cock inside her soft, sticky cunt.
Then she would lower herself back down on him, and he could feel his cock filling her up again, and that sent chills all through him. He could feel that it sent chills all through her. He reached up and grabbed hold of her tits again. He squeezed them with all his might, which just made her bounce up and down on him all the harder and all the faster.
His cock was throbbing like it never had before. All of a sudden he didn't feel thirty-eight any more. He felt like he was twenty-eight. Maybe even eighteen. Maybe even younger than that. He felt like a young stud who could fuck all night, and that was just what he intended to do.
Now that he had his cock well inside her, he didn't mean to take it out for quite some time. He meant to keep it in her for as long as he could. He meant to stay hard for as long as he could. He could feel the come juices pouring down out of her cunt, and he could feel them going all over his balls and thighs.
The come was just coming out of her like lava out of a volcano, and it was just as hot. He could feel his wad building up inside his hot prick and he could feel how it was building to the point where he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer. His cock was throbbing too much for that.
He felt her gasping, and then he felt her exploding again and again. That's when he let go and the come just shot out of him like a bullet. It seemed to fill her right up, and he could hear her groans, which were just as loud as his own. She fell forward on him this time, and that's when he felt her grinding her tits into his chest.
She was breathing rapidly and she was gasping for breath. Her tits were heaving up and down, and he could feel all the contractions that her pussy was going through. He could feel her come and his come running down the length of his cock and onto his balls.
Just think, he thought to himself, mine isn't the first cock that was ever in her cunt. It's just one of many. But all those times she had all those other cocks inside her, she was wishing that it was mine. And from now on, mine is going to be the only cock that's ever inside her.
He wondered what his wife would do if she ever found out about this. Oh well, he thought, this is not time to worry about that. Now it's time to fuck, and that's all. I'll worry about those other things later. Some other time when I don't feel so horny.
And it seemed as if he was getting hornier and hornier. The more he fucked her, the more he wanted to fuck her. This was going to be an all-night session. He could just feel that. Nothing was going to stop them now. He would see that nothing stopped them.
He could feel his cock bulging out in her cunt, and he could feel the last few drops of come trickling out of him. He felt her kissing him on the neck. He was grabbing at her ass again, and he was rubbing his hands all over her ass cheeks. Her ass was so soft and so warm.
He just couldn't get enough of it. And what he liked even better than touching her ass cheeks was running his finger inside, along the length of her ass crack. He liked rubbing the short hairs in there, and he wondered what it would be like to run his tongue along there. I'll bet that would be good, and just thinking about it sent chills through his body.
He ran his finger down to her asshole, and he began to feel all around it.
"Keep doing that," she moaned from way down in her throat, "that feels so good when you do that."
He began to apply more pressure then, and that's when he plunged his finger right into her asshole again. He plunged it in all the way, and that made her gasp.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled in her ear. "Don't you?"
"I love it," she groaned.
He began working his finger in and out of her asshole just as hard as he could-just as he had done it the first time. He could feel his cock starting to get soft inside her, but she wouldn't let him get soft. He got so soft, and that was all. He could feel the inside of her cunt pressing in on him, and that seemed to make him hard again.
He could feel his cock rising back into a full erection. And this time it seemed as if his erection was bigger than it had been the time before. He could feel it throbbing again, and he could feel them both starting to grind into one another at the same time.
He lifted his legs up off the bed, and then let them fall again. He raised his knees, bending his legs, so that he was pressing the bottoms of his heels into the bed, and that's when he began to really ram his cock in and out of her. Her legs were right in between his now, and he could feel cunt closed in real tight around his cock.
The inside of her pussy was getting softer and wetter and hotter. He could feel her sex juices increasing, and he could feel them running down the length of his cock. He felt as if they were passing right through and into his cock. He felt her sticking one of her tits right into his mouth, and he began to suck on it just as hard as he could.
He felt the nipple getting rigid, and he tried to get in as much of her tit as he could. Her tit was too big for him to get it all in his mouth, but he got as much in his mouth as he could. He sucked on it for all he was worth, and he could feel her tit swelling up more and more.
He could feel how hot he was making her tit, and that of course made the rest of her that much hotter. All this time they were fucking away, and he could feel his cock exploding inside her. He could feel the knot in his cock unsnapping and that sent waves of pain and joy all through him.
His whole body was trembling so much that he thought he was going to roll right off the bed. He really thought that he was going to roll right off the bed. All this time he was also still ramming his finger in and out of her asshole, and that was having just the right effect on her.
Everything he was doing to her was having the right effect on her. Nothing he did to her could ever have anything but the right effect on her. All this time he was thinking what it would be like to have her suck on his cock.
And he also wondered what it would be like to suck on her cunt.
I'll find out about that soon enough, he said to himself. I just know I will. And then he felt her sit up on him, and as she did that his cock exploded inside her, and his come just shot right up into her. And it kept shooting into her for the longest time. And every time his cock jerked inside her she let another gasp and so did he.
He felt her straining to feel him even better than she did already. She was pushing down on him just as hard as she could, and he could feel the come streaming down out of her cunt and all over his balls. He could feel her come under his ass now, and it felt real sticky.
"Your cock," she moaned, "there's so much of it."
He didn't say anything. He just kept ramming it up into her, hearing her cry out every time he did that.
"Harder," was the only thing she could say, and the only thing he wanted to hear.
CHAPTER TWO
They fell apart just then. Peter could feel his young daughter lying by his side now, her thigh pressed against his own. He could hear her heavy breathing, and he was sure that she could hear his heavy breathing. He reached over and put his hand on one of her heaving tits.
"You have such a nice tit," he said. She didn't say a word to him. Then he ran his hand down over her stomach.
"You're soft all over," he said then.
Still Mary didn't say anything. Peter then ran his hand down to her hairy mound, and he felt how sticky her hair had become.
"That's all my come," he said.
Finally she said something.
"That it is," she sighed.
"Does it feel good to you?" he asked, moving his finger down across her sticky cunt lips.
"It feels real good," she moaned.
"Do you want more?" he asked.
"Lots more," she replied.
He was rubbing his fingers all around the entrance to her cunt, and he was pressing his fingers into her just as hard as he could. He could feel her moaning way down in her throat, and he could sense her tits heaving up and down. As he pressed his finger deep inside her cunt, he leaned over her and brought his mouth down on her heaving tit.
She felt his mouth coming down on her, and then she felt his tongue all over her. He was making her nipple and tit swell up, and she could feel how hot his tongue was making her feel. I want to feel like this always, she thought to herself. And I'm sure I will now.
I just know he's going to see to it that I feel like this all the time. I just know it. As she felt his finger going deeper and deeper inside her, and as she felt his mouth taking in more and more of her tit, she began to remember what her good friend in school had told her.
Her friend's name was Marie, and Marie was an only child. Marie's father had been divorced for many years, and Marie had been the woman of the house since she was thirteen. Now that she was sixteen, she felt as if she were all grown up.
"I've been fucking my father since I was twelve," she had told Mary once. "We started fucking even before he divorced my mother. Actually that's why they split up. My mother caught us fucking one day, and she just walked out on us. She always suspected us and she waited for the right moment to catch us.
"Actually we wanted her to catch us. We knew that she would leave once she found out, and that was just what we wanted her to do. We wanted her to leave so we could be free to do whatever we wanted to. And do we ever do what we want to! You should see us. We are really perverse.
"There are some days when we don't get out of bed. We just stay in bed all day and fuck and suck until we can't move. Then we go take a shower, and then come back and fuck and suck again. We can't get enough of each other, and I'm sure that's the way we're always going to be."
Mary had felt very jealous when Marie told her all that, but now she didn't feel jealous at all. Now that she felt her father's finger up her cunt, and his mouth sucking way on her tit, she didn't feel jealous at all. All she could feel were the warm sensations that were going all through her body.
They were going through her in waves. They were making her whole body burn up inside, and she wanted to burn up inside. She could feel his finger rubbing hard against the inside of her cunt, and she could feel how that was making her sex juices run right out of her.
Just think, she said to herself, his cock was in me just a few minutes ago. And as far as she was concerned, it was still in her. It would always be in her as far as she was concerned. She closed her eyes, and she saw his cock right in front of her. She saw it as if it was really there.
It's so big and beautiful, she said to herself. It's the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. And she had seen plenty of cocks. Plenty of them. Ever since she was thirteen she had been letting boys, and even a few men, fuck her. Once in school she had been gangbanged by the whole football team.
She kept thinking of her sister lying asleep in their rooms. I'll bet they'd kill me if they knew where I was right now, and what I was doing. Especially Linda. Linda was the second oldest, and she lusted after her father the same way that Mary always had. She wants him just like I do.
Yes, Mary thought just then, Linda would kill me if she knew I was in here right now. She would kill me, and then she would attack him with a vengeance. She once told me that some day she would fuck him, but I always told her that he would fuck me long before he fucked her.
I'm surprised she didn't think of doing what I did tonight. I half expected her to come in here before he could get home and fuck me. Mary remembered how she had felt when she had been lying in bed waiting for Peter to come home. She had kept looking at the clock wondering where he could be.
At first she had thought he might have had an accident, and she called up the police to see if there had been any accidents. There had been but Peter wasn't involved in any of them. Then she called all the hospitals just to double check. Still she didn't feel secure.
She watched the hands of the clock move very slowly, and they seemed to move slower and slower. Then she had heard his car in the garage. Then her heart started to beat faster and faster as she heard him come in the house and up the steps to his room. She heard the door opening and closing then. She heard him walk across the room and sit on the bed.
He didn't sense her presence in the bed yet. She had been very quiet this whole time. She wasn't even breathing. Then she had got up on her hands and knees and kissed him on the neck and in the ear. She had gotten her tongue right in his ear, and she had moved it all around in there.
He knew she was there then. He knew she was naked also. And when she had gotten all his clothes off him she had just thrown herself on top of him and gotten his cock in her just as quickly as she could. And once she had gotten his cock in her she had gone wild.
It was as if she was feeling a man's cock inside her for the first time. All those other cocks had never fucked her. Never. This was the very first time. She was a virgin again. For him she was a virgin again. She felt his cock going deeper and deeper inside her.
His cock felt as if it was getting harder and harder. Once it was inside her it seemed to get harder. It also felt as if it was getting longer. It felt like it was getting as long as a telephone pole. It felt like it was going to split wide open inside her.
She couldn't get enough of him. She never would be able to get enough of him. She felt like she wanted to take his whole body inside her cunt. That would be just fine with her. His whole body. The more she thought about it the more turned on she got. And then she thought about what it would be like to suck on his cock.
Every time his cock went all the way inside her on each inward stroke, she thought of it doing that inside her mouth. She could actually taste his cock in her mouth. She could feel it getting ready to explode. She could feel it exploding. She could feel his come filling her mouth up.. She could feel it running down her throat and right into her stomach.
Now she thought of the same thing. As he moved his finger in and out of her faster and faster, and as he sucked on her tit harder and harder, all she could think of was sucking on his cock. She just had to suck on his cock. That was all she wanted now. She just wanted to actually feel his cock in her mouth.
She had thought about what it would feel like long enough. She was tired of just thinking about it. She wanted to do a lot more than just think about it. She wanted to actually feel it.
"Your cock," she yelled out, "I want to suck on it. Let me suck on it. Please let me suck on it. Please."
He rolled over on top of her, and she could feel his mouth going right after her pussy. She could feel his tongue pressing right into the soft, sticky folds of her cunt, and that's when she went after his cock with her open mouth, and her hot tongue. She wanted him now.
She began to run her tongue up and down the length of his cock, and she felt his tongue rimming her pussy at the same time. That's my come and your come you're lapping out of there, she wanted to tell him, but couldn't because of what she was doing to his cock.
And what she was doing to his cock was more important than anything she could tell him. It was the most important thing she would ever do in her whole life. She just knew that. She knew it deep down in her very being. And that's why she took such great care in the way she licked on his cock.
She could feel all the sticky come that was all over his cock and balls, and that was just fine with her. She was licking it all off him, and she was swallowing it down just as fast as she could. She then began to lick his balls as well, and she took them both right in her mouth.
She loved how his balls felt in her mouth, and she loved how hot she was making them. She sucked on them just as hard as she could. She could feel his tongue pressing into her clit all the harder then, and that made her suck on his balls all the harder. She reached for his ass just then, and she could feel him reaching for her ass.
I'll give you a little of what you gave me, she thought to herself, as she began to rub his ass cheeks. Then she got her finger along the inside of his ass crack, and then she began to rub it back and forth. She did that for what seemed like the longest time, and then she got it right inside his asshole, and began to work it in and out as hard as she could.
Peter felt her finger going deep into his asshole, and that made him gasp. He couldn't take much more of this, and then again he knew that he could take all that she had to give, and then some. He was so turned on now he couldn't believe it. He felt his body floating in space, and he felt as if he would never come back to ground again.
He felt her tongue moving up the length of his cock again, and then he felt her sucking on his balls again. All this time he was licking her cunt lips and clit, and thighs, just as hard as he could. He was pressing his tongue right into her, and he was making her squirm all over the place.
He could feel her lifting her hips and pressing her pussy into his open mouth just as hard as she could, and that's when he got his tongue right inside her pussy. He got it right inside her and began to move it all around inside her pussy, and began to work it in and out just as fast as he could.
She went right after the head of his cock then, and he could feel her tongue running along the small crack. It was as if she were trying to get her tongue right inside the small crack and right inside his cock as well. It was okay with him if she could do that, and he found himself wishing that she could do that.
Then he felt her taking his cock right in her mouth. He felt the head of his cock easing into her mouth, and he could feel her tongue wrapping itself all around that. Her tongue seemed to swallow him up, just as her mouth was now swallowing him up. He felt her taking in more and more of his cock then, and then he felt her mouth moving back and forth on his cock.
What a mouth she has, he said to himself. And all this time he could feel her finger going deeper and deeper inside her asshole. He could feel her finger filling him right up, and then he felt two of her fingers inside his asshole. He reached for her ass just then, and he plunged his finger inside her asshole just as quickly as he could.
He was sucking on her cunt all the harder now. He was biting right into her, and he was making her cunt lips bleed a little. He could feel her whole body trembling just then and then he felt the come streaming out of her. She had an orgasm just then that seemed to make her whole body go into convulsions.
I should have started doing this years ago, he found himself thinking. I really should have. When you were thirteen you were ripe, and I should have known you were. At twelve you were ripe. He began to think of his four other daughters then. They were all ripe. Just as Mary had always been ripe, they had always been ripe also.
How could he have been blind so long? He should have known that Mary wanted him. For all he knew, his other daughters might want him also. He would have to find out if they did. Right now he wanted them. He wanted them all, and he meant to have them all.
Right down the line he would go. From the oldest to the youngest. Right now he was having Mary, then he would have Linda, and then Diane, and then Ruth, and last he would have Patricia. She was just ten, but as far as he was concerned right now, ten was old enough.
But he had lots of time to think about all the others, and he had lots of time to fuck and suck all the others. Right now he was sucking Mary, and she was the only one he should be thinking about. And she was the only one he would think about. He would think about the others when he was with them. But not now.
He buried his tongue inside her throbbing pussy, and he moved it all around inside her. He could feel her soft flesh inside her pussy getting softer, and he could feel it getting wetter. She was having another orgasm, and still another orgasm. She was having one orgasm after another.
She wasn't ever going to stop having orgasms. He could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth just then, and he could feel his orgasm beginning. He let out a sob, and that's when he felt the come just shooting out of his cock. It made his cock burn inside, and it sent waves of pain through his body.
But it was the kind of pain that he didn't mind feeling. He didn't mind feeling it at all. In fact, he wanted to feel all that he possibly could. He pressed his cock down into her mouth as hard as he could, and he could feel her teeth scraping along the whole length of it.
That really sent waves of pain through his body, but he kept wanting more of it. That's why he began to bite into her cunt so hard, because the harder he bit into her, the harder she bit into him. He could feel her teeth sinking right into his hot flesh, and he could feel the pain shooting through his whole body.
Just then he could feel his cock getting ready to explode again. He could feel the pressure building up inside his cock, and then, when the pressure became too great he felt his cock snap in two-or so it felt-and the come just shot out of him like it never had before.
He could hear all the noises she made as she hastily drank down all his come. She was draining his cock of every last drop of his come. He was doing the same thing to her cunt. He was sucking on it like it was the last cunt in the world. Or at least the last one he would ever suck.
Both of them were in a frenzy by now and neither of them was aware of what was going on around them. They had not heard the bedroom door open, and they did not hear Linda, Diane, Ruth and Patricia enter the room. All four girls stood around the bed watching their sister and father go at each other's sex organs.
Linda and Diane were well aware of what was going on. Both of them had seen Mary do this same thing with boys her own age. They had seen her earlier in the evening with a boy her own age. Now they were seeing her with their father. Linda felt her own cunt twitching just then,, just as she had felt it twitching earlier.
She stood there holding onto the bedpost, her whole body shaking. Right then she hated Mary. I should have been the first, she thought to herself. I should have been the first one in the family that he did that to. Doesn't she get enough sex from a!! her other boyfriends?
Diane could fell her own cunt quivering, and it was a new experience for her. She hadn't felt this way before when she had seen Mary with that boy-whatever his name was. But seeing Mary with their father was a different matter entirely. Diane could sense that. And she could sense it right between her legs where it counted most.
The two youngest ones were completely mystified. They had no idea what was going on. Patricia had not known what was going on before, and she didn't know what was going on now. She just knew that it was fun to watch, and that one of these days she would ask someone just what it was she had seen.
Peter and Mary lay in a heap on the bed now, thoroughly exhausted. Peter rolled off Mary and onto his back. He was looking up at the ceiling now, with his eyes half closed. He could feel Mary's thigh pressing against his own, and that sent a warm feeling all through him.
His cock felt as if Mary was still sucking on it. He could still feel her tongue moving all over it. He could feel himself getting ready to explode.
"Mary," he cried out. "Where are you?"
"Right here," she replied.
"Why aren't you sucking me?" he asked.
"You pulled away from me," she replied.
"I want you to suck me, Mary," he said. "I want you to suck me right now."
Mary raised herself into a sitting position. It was then that she saw all four of her sisters standing around the bed.
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing in here?" she yelled out at the top of her lungs.
Peter sat up on the bed immediately. He rubbed his eyes, and looked all around him. His other four daughters were all there and they were all looking at him.
"How long have you been there?" he demanded.
"Quite a while," Linda replied.
"All of you get back to your rooms right this minute," Peter snapped.
"What about Mary?" Linda asked.
"She stays here," Peter replied.
"Then so do we," Linda shot back at him.
For some reason Peter felt angry. He jumped off the bed and was just about to slap Linda across the face when suddenly he stopped. What am I getting so worked up over, he asked himself. I want her just as much as I want Mary. Then he had an idea. Yes, he said to himself, that's what I'll do.
"Okay, all of you go to your rooms," Peter then said. "Right now. All of you."
"All of us?" Mary asked.
"Yes, all of you," Peter replied, not looking at her. "And right now. You should all be asleep by now. It's late."
Linda, Diane, Ruth, and Patricia trooped out of the room. Mary got to the door and stopped.
"Are you sure you want me to leave?" she asked, wiggling her ass in front of him.
Peter could feel himself getting a hard-on again.
"Yes," he said, knowing he didn't mean it.
"Are you really sure?" she asked again, wiggling her ass all the more at him.
He could feel his cock throbbing away.
"I...." he started to say, but that was the only word that came out of his mouth.
He grabbed Mary by the arm, slammed the door shut, and threw her down on the floor. She landed with a thud, but before he could mount her, she was up on all fours. He kneeled down behind her and pressed his cock right into the crack of her ass.
"In the ass?" he asked roughly.
"Oh yes," she moaned, "in the ass. Stick it right in there as hard as you can."
"Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?" he asked.
"Just once," she replied.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
"Not as much as I'm going to like it now," she replied.
"You better believe it," he said.
And with that he pushed his cock right up against the entrance to her asshole.
"I can feel it," she moaned.
"That's nothing," he snapped. "You're really going to feel it now. You're going to feel it good."
And with that he rammed his cock right into her asshole, and he rammed it in just as hard as he could. That sent a wave of pain through her that made her whole body tremble. She let out a scream, and then another, and still another.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she wailed.
"Do you like the way it hurts?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she moaned.
"Do you want it to hurt some more?" he asked.
"Much more," she replied.
"Did it hurt this much the last time you did it this way?" he then asked.
"Not even half as much," she replied, pressing her ass back against his groin just as hard as she could.
"It's better this way, isn't it?" he asked.
"It certainly is," she replied.
"Well," he began, "now it's really going to hurt."
"I hope so," she moaned.
Peter pulled his prick almost all the way out of her asshole. He pulled it out very slowly. He could feel her asshole clinging to him and he could feel her whole body shuddering. He had both his hands on her ass cheeks, and he was grabbing at them just as hard as he could.
Now he had his cock almost all the way out of her. Just the head of his cock was in her asshole now.
"Shove it back in," she moaned.
"Hard?" he grunted.
"Real hard," she grunted.
Putting all his weight and might into it, Peter rammed his cock back into Mary's asshole. Even before he started to ram his cock back into her, Mary could feel the pain starting already. She could feel it traveling the length of her body. And once he did start, she felt even more pain.
His cock went into her so fast, and it went into her so deep. The ripples it caused made her whole body tremble, and the pain it caused made her yell out. She could feel his nails digging into her ass, and that caused her considerable pain also. Everything he was doing to her right then was causing her pain.
She didn't care though. The more pain the better. She loved the type of pain she was feeling right now. Before when that boy had fucked her in the ass, it had hurt, but not like this. But then he had had a very small cock compared to her father's cock. Her father's cock was the biggest cock she had ever had in her.
It filled her asshole right up, and it seemed to fill up the rest of her body as well. She could feel him pulling it out again, and then she felt him driving it back in her. More pain, and at the same time, more pleasure. She felt them both now.
She closed her eyes real tight, and just strained to get him all inside her. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, and she could feel how swelled up they were. That's it, she said to herself. Keep ramming it into me just as hard as you can. The harder the better.
Peter could feel his cock throbbing more and more. He could feel his come building up inside him. It was forming a huge knot in his cock, and the knot was getting tighter and tighter. He reached down between her legs with both hands and pressed his fingers right into the soft, sticky folds of her cunt.
He could feel how readily her cunt lips responded to his touch. They seemed to get moister from the least amount of pressure. He applied slightly more pressure and they got moister yet. He got his finger right up inside her cunt, and he began to work it in and out.
He was working it in and out just as hard as he could, and then he got two fingers inside her cunt, and then three. What a big hole you have, he thought to himself. And it's going to be bigger yet when I get through with it. At the same time he was still ramming his cock into her asshole just as hard as he could and making her cry out at the top of her lungs.
He could really feel his cock throbbing now, and just as he felt her orgasm beginning in her quivering cunt, he could feel his orgasm beginning. The come shot right out of his cock and filled up her asshole in no time at all. They could both feel the excess oozing out of her asshole and running down her ass cheeks and onto her thighs.
She could feel his come pumping into her, and the warmth that spread through her body right then made her weak and dizzy. She also felt weak and dizzy from her own orgasm. She could feel her head going around in circles. She felt as if she were going to black out, and she almost did.
Peter could feel himself getting weaker and weaker. He could feel his head going around and around in circles. Still he rammed his cock in and out of her asshole just as hard as he could. He could feel more and more come trickling out of him, and then he would feel a sudden burst of come that would make his whole body shudder.
He could feel her come gushing out of her and running all down his fingers and all over his hand. He pulled his one hand away from her cunt and brought it up to his mouth and began to lick all the come right off it. He licked it off greedily, and went back for more.
He could feel his cock getting ready to explode again, and when it did, they both collapsed on the floor, and just lay there in a heap. Neither one of them could move then. Peter could feel his body jerking every time more come shot out of him, but that was the only time he moved.
Mary blacked out first, and then Peter. When they woke up a few hours later, they got up off the floor and got into bed and slept tangled in each other's arms.
CHAPTER THREE
Peter woke up slowly the next morning. Already he was debating with himself whether or not he should go to work, or whether he should stay in bed all day with Mary. Mary was still sound asleep by his side and he hated to wake her. She looked so beautiful just the way she was.
Slowly, and without disturbing her, he got out of bed. He made his way out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. He could hear some activity going on downstairs so he knew some of his daughters were already up. The bathroom was empty and he quickly went inside and closed the door behind him.
His whole body reeked of come juices. There was dried come all over his cock and balls, and all over his stomach and thighs. He rubbed himself with his hands, and then he climbed into the shower and turned on the water full blast. He felt the water streaming down on him and it seemed to wake him up.
He put his head under the water and that really woke him up. Then he soaped himself down and washed himself as thoroughly as he knew how. He couldn't afford to let anyone at the office smell sex on him. After all, they all knew his wife was sick in the hospital.
He began to sing to himself, and then he thought he heard the door to the bathroom opening. He could make a figure through the frosted glass door of the shower, but he couldn't make out who it was.
"Who is it?" he asked.
There was no answer.
"Is that you, Mary?" he then asked.
Still there was no answer. The figure was moving closer and closer to the shower door. He could see that whoever it was, was naked.
"Come on now, Mary," he said, half laughing and half serious, "don't play games with me."
The door opened just then and that's when he saw Linda. She was completely naked, and he saw just how really lovely she really was. His eyes opened up wide and he couldn't mask his amazement.
"As you can see," Linda said, "I'm not Mary."
"No," he said, "I guess you're not."
"Can I join you?" she asked. "It's a good way to save water, you know."
"Yes, I guess it is," he said, feeling his cock rise into an erection.
"Does that mean I can come in?" she asked, looking at his rock-hard cock.
He noticed where she was looking.
"What do you think it means?" he asked, feeling his cock get red hot.
"I think it means you want me to suck you," she said, stepping into the shower.
She pressed her body right into his, and she could feel his throbbing cock pressing right into her soft stomach.
"Is that what you think it means?" he asked, grabbing at her ass.
"I think that's exactly what it means," she said, grabbing at his ass.
He began to run his finger up and down the crack of her ass just as she began to run her finger up and down the crack of his ass.
"Then why aren't you sucking me then?" he asked, as he rammed his finger into her asshole, and began working it in and out just as fast as he could.
"I will," she said, ramming her finger into his asshole, "just as soon as you finish that."
"That might take some time," he replied.
"I thought as much," she returned.
He made his finger go all the way into her asshole just as she made her finger go all the way into his asshole.
"Ever do this before?" he asked.
"Never," she replied.
"Why not?" he asked.
"I've been waiting to do it with you," she replied.
"Mary didn't wait," he said.
"I'm not Mary."
"So you're not," she said.
He kissed her hard on the mouth then, and he began to work his other hand all over her body. He was rubbing her back with it, and then her ass, and then he was grabbing at her tits. He could feel her grabbing for his cock with her free hand, and then he could feel her pulling on it.
She pulled on it just as hard as she could, and he could feel her also grabbing at his balls and making them swell up.
"How does that feel?" she asked.
He didn't say anything right at first. He just moved his hand between her legs and grabbed at her pussy. He pressed his fingers into the soft folds of her pussy, and then he rubbed her clit real hard, and then he rammed his finger right inside her pussy.
"How does that feel?" he asked.
She pushed both his hands away right then and she fell on her knees in front of him. He felt her tongue on the head of his cock, and then he felt it moving up and down the length of his cock. He could feel her hand going everywhere at once, all over his ass and all over his thighs.
Both her hands were moving all over his body right then as her tongue moved all over his cock. He could feel her tongue pressing into his cock very gently at first, and then he felt her applying more and more pressure. It was as if her tongue was going to go right through him.
As far as he was concerned, it could go right through him. Anything she did was fine with him. He felt her tongue moving down on his balls, and then he felt her taking his balls right in her mouth. She was sucking on them furiously and all this time he could feel the water running down on his back.
When she began sucking on his balls he seemed to stagger backwards, and that's when he felt the water running right onto his face. The force of the water and the force of her sucking made him shake all the more. He could feel the waves going all through his body then, and he could feel the chills going through his body as well.
He thought he was going to collapse because his legs were getting weaker and weaker. He didn't collapse though and he managed to stay standing the whole time. He felt her moving her tongue back up the length of his cock then, and he felt her tongue right at the head of his cock now.
She was rubbing her tongue back and forth across the small set of lips. She was rubbing them just as hard as she could. He could feel his cock throbbing all the more now, and that just made her apply more and more pressure. Her tongue was soft and rough at the same time, and it was hot and cold at the same time.
Her hands were both grabbing at his ass now, and he could feel one of her fingers running up and down the length of his ass crack. That sent shivers through him and he could feel himself wrapping his arms around her neck, and pressing her head to his groin all the harder.
Then he felt her finger rimming his asshole. It seemed to do that for the longest time. It just went around and around his asshole, and he could feel all kinds of sensations that resulted from that. He could feel the waves starting at his asshole and moving all through his body.
"Stick it in my ass," he moaned just then. "Stick it way in, and stick it in hard."
He could feel the tip of her finger at the entrance of his asshole. He could feel her long fingernail digging into the soft skin then. Then he felt her slowly pushing her finger inside his asshole. He could feel the nail tearing into him, and that in itself sent pain all through him.
Then he felt it going in deeper and deeper. She seemed to have such a long finger all of a sudden. He could feel her finger getting longer yet. He could feel her finger going into the hilt right then, and he could feel the pain that resulted from that. When Mary had done this it hadn't hurt. But now with Linda doing it, it did hurt. It hurt a lot.
He felt her taking the head of his cock in her mouth. Her mouth was filled with saliva and he could feel her saliva dripping down the length of his cock and onto his balls. She was grabbing at his balls with her free hand, and she was squeezing them just as hard as she could.
Her mouth was moving all around the head of his cock, and he felt how hot his cock was becoming because of what she was doing to him. He felt how much she was making his cock throb as well. He could feel the throbbing that went from the head of his cock all the way to his balls.
That made him twist his facial muscles into an agonized mask. He felt a shudder going all through his body then, and that's when he felt her taking more and more of his cock in her mouth. She was really sucking on him now. She was sucking on him just as hard as she could.
Having his cock in her mouth was just like having his cock in Mary's mouth, and it was probably just like having his cock in her cunt as well. A mouth or a cunt, he said to himself, they both feel the same to me. Right now it didn't matter to him whether he had his cock in her mouth or in her cunt.
All that mattered was that he had it in something. He could feel her tongue stabbing at him, and he could feel her mouth moving back and forth on him. That sent more and more waves through him. He could feel his cock jerking back and forth in her mouth, and then he felt the come gushing right out of his cock.
He could feel her drinking all his come right down. He could hear all the sounds she made as she did drink all his come right down. He liked to hear that sound. It was the best sound in the whole world as far as he was concerned. He wanted to hear it all the time.
He pressed his cock into her mouth all the harder, and then he began to ram his cock in and out of her mouth. In his mind he saw himself fucking her cunt. He could feel his cock going up the long channel, he could feel the cunt muscles closing in on him. That made him ram his cock in and out all the faster.
He could feel her teeth scraping against his cock then and that sent shivers all through him. He could feel his cock still exploding inside her mouth and he could still hear her drinking down all his come. He looked down and he saw some of his oozing out of her mouth.
It was seeping out of the corners of her mouth, and it was running down her cheeks. It was running down all over her chin, and down onto her tits as well. There was just too much of his come for her to keep it all in her mouth. There was just no way she could do that, and he knew it.
He kept ramming his cock in and out of her mouth, and she kept ramming her finger in and out of his asshole.
It wasn't to be believed.
He felt his whole body tremble as he felt another orgasm starting. It started in every part of his body and it worked its way to his cock.
It all exploded out of the head of his cock and into her mouth. He felt her slurping away as she drank it all down just as fast as she could. Linda felt her mouth filling up again and again. His cock just kept erupting, and she just .swallowed as fast as she could.
So this is what it feels like, she said to herself. I'm glad I finally found out. To think, I've waited three years to do this. Three long years. Ever since that time I saw Mother sucking him off. That was when I knew I wanted to do that, and now I am.
Linda could still remember that time when she saw Peter and Doris-her mother-having sex. It had started off with Doris sucking on Peter's prick. Linda could tell that her mother liked doing that. Right then Linda knew that it must be something good to do.
Doris had sucked on Peter's prick for the longest time, and then Peter had sucked on her cunt, and then he had fucked her. They seemed to really want each other until it was all over. Then they began to fight again. Linda noticed after that that the only times they didn't fight was when they were having sex.
Linda began to think that they only had sex so they wouldn't have to listen to one another. And now she really knew why her mother liked to suck on Peter's cock so much. She could taste why her mother liked to do this so much. Peter's cock had such a strange flavor, and his come had a stranger flavor yet.
It was bitter and sweet at the same time. She could feel it running down her throat and all the way to her stomach. That just made her suck on him all the harder. She had almost his whole cock in her mouth, and she could feel it going back in her throat, and she thought she was going to gag on it.
She could feel him ramming it in and out of her mouth harder and harder then, and that's when she felt him exploding a third time, and then a fourth time. The come came gushing out of him like it was never going to stop, and she certainly didn't want it to stop.
She could feel it oozing out of her mouth and running down all over the lower part of her face, and then down her neck to her tits. His come made her skin tingle, and it made her whole body shake inside. She could feel how warm it made her, and it was making her warmer still.
She could feel his cock getting soft just then, and that was the last thing she wanted it to do. She tried desperately to keep it hard, but it didn't seem like she was going to.
"I don't think I can any more," he said.
But she refused to believe him. Of course he could. He could keep it forever, and she was going to prove to him that he could. She was going to prove it in no uncertain terms. She kept sucking on him in spite of the fact that his cock was now quite soft.
She had his whole cock in her mouth now, and she was grabbing frantically at his balls. All this time she was still ramming her finger in and out of his asshole just as hard as she could. That's when she felt his cock getting her again. She felt it rising into an erection right in her mouth.
She felt his cock throbbing once more, and she knew that he was already building to another orgasm. She could feel him ramming it in and out of her mouth again, and she could feel how much harder it was this time than it was just before. At least it felt harder to her.
She sucked on him just as hard as she possibly could, and she took in as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. When he erupted inside her this time she felt so dizzy she could hardly stay up on her knees. The come seemed to shoot right back to the back of her head.
It seemed to make her whole head explode. She could feel her own orgasm just then, and she felt the come streaming out of her cunt and running down her legs. She could feel herself ready to pass out, and that was almost what she did. She fell backwards, and she felt his cock jerk right out of her mouth.
She was sitting right on her ass now and she was looking up into his smiling face. A smile came over her face, and a warm feeling went all through her.
"Was that better than Mary sucked you?" she asked.
He didn't answer her right away. In fact, he didn't answer her at all. He just stood there smiling at her.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?" she asked then.
He just shook his head.
"Did I suck you better than Mother ever did?" she asked next.
"What makes you think your mother ever sucks me?" he asked.
"I've seen her," she replied.
"When?" he asked.
"Lots of times," she replied.
"How old were you the first time?" he asked.
"About eleven I guess," she replied.
"Did you know what your mother was doing to me?" he asked.
"I found out later what it was called," she replied.
"Did you feel as if you wanted to suck me right then?" he asked.
"I sure did," she replied.
"And now?" he asked.
"Now I want to suck you again," she replied.
"I'm not sure I could get hard again," he replied. "You did a complete job on me."
"I guess I did," she said, looking up at his wilted cock.
"You sucked me dry," he then said.
"It looks that way," she said.
"Did you know Mary was waiting for me last night?" he then asked.
"Not really," she replied.
"Who was the guy she had over earlier?" he then asked.
"Just some kid she goes to school with," she replied.
"What's his name?" Peter asked.
"I don't remember it," Linda responded. "I'm not even sure she told us what it was."
"Did you watch them when they were having sex?" Peter then inquired.
"Of course," Linda answered. "We all did. We watched everything they did."
"What did they do?" Peter asked, feeling the lust build up in his loins again.
"First they sixty-nined," Linda replied, "and then they fucked."
"Is that all?"
"They did it for quite some time," Linda replied, getting to her feet.
Peter grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. He felt her warm body pressing into his.
"It's getting hard again," he said.
"What are you going to do with it?" she asked.
"I'm going to stick it up your cunt," he said.
"Well," she said, "let's see you do it. Don't just stand there talking about it. Do it."
He kissed her hard on the mouth, and as he did that he placed both his hands under the cheeks of her ass. He lifted her up into the air, and she threw her legs around him instinctively. He lifted her up so high, until her cunt was right over his cock. She could feel the head of his cock pressing into the folds of her cunt and that made her cunt quiver, and it made her whole body quiver for that matter.
Then he lowered her so that his cock began to ease into her eager wetness. She could feel it slipping into her an inch at a time. He was straining to hold her in such a way that his cock just went into her a little at a time. She could feel it going in all the way now.
He lowered her quickly then and she felt his cock going into her to the hilt. He was all the way inside her now, and she could feel how his cock was throbbing already. It was big and it was hard, and it felt like it was about to explode. She could feel her cunt muscles just clinging to him, and then she began to raise and lower herself over his cock.
His cock plunged deep inside her, and then it slipped out of her almost all the way. It seemed to get bigger and longer and harder. She felt it expanding more and more inside her. She felt it reaching way past her belly button. There were times when it felt like a spear, and other times when it felt like a battering ram.
She could feel her cunt juices being stirred up more and more. She could feel her orgasm beginning, and she could feel the come running down out of her. She could feel it running down on her thighs. Peter could feel her come running down on his balls and on his thighs also.
It was a strain for him to hold her up like this, but it made his cock feel so good that it was worth all the effort he was putting forth. He could feel his cock jerking back and forth inside her, and then he felt the come traveling up the length of his cock, and then it exploded right into her, filling her right up.
He let out a gasp right then and so did she. He bit right down into her shoulder and he could feel her biting into his shoulder. He could feel her drawing blood out of the cut she had made in his skin as he felt himself drawing blood out of the cut he had made in her skin.
They were like animals now, and that was just how they were reacting to one another. They were both grunting and groaning and making all kinds of animal sounds deep in their throats. They were in a frenzy and they were becoming almost convulsive. Peter was still ramming his cock up into her, and Linda was still raising and lowering herself on top of him. She felt his cock throbbing again, and that made her cunt throb all the more.
Peter could feel her soft flesh getting softer all the time. He could feel it getting wetter all the time. He could also feel how hot she was becoming inside her cunt. That made his cock all the hotter, and it made his whole body hotter for that matter. The come came streaming out of him then, and that caused the come to come streaming out of her.
He let out a final moan and then he let go of her ass. She held herself up by holding onto his middle with her legs, but then her strength gave way and her legs fell to the floor of the shower. His cock slipped out of her then, and she felt suddenly empty inside.
Neither one of them said a word. Instead, they just washed and stepped out of the shower to dry themselves. They looked at each other when they were through drying themselves, and then Linda turned and walked out of the bathroom. She was late for school already.
Peter ran down to his room and began to get dressed. Mary was still asleep in bed. Peter wasn't even mindful of the noise he was making. He banged around getting his clothes on, but still Mary didn't wake up. Finally he was dressed. He ran downstairs and out of the house.
He went into the garage, got in his car, backed it out onto the street and drove off. He couldn't afford to be late for work like this. The boss had already warned him about being late, and he had been late three times since then. He couldn't afford to get fired. He had five children and a wife to support.
He made it just in time. He found a parking spot with no trouble, and then he just ran into the building and up to his office. Lucky for him his boss was late. Just as he sat down at his desk the phone rang. It was his wife calling from the hospital.
"Hello," he said, gasping for breath.
"You sound like you've been fucking," she snapped. "That's the only time you get that winded. You planking that secretary of yours on the desk already?"
Peter ignored her remarks completely.
"I overslept this morning and I just ran up from the car," he finally said.
"Oh I see," his wife said in return, "you took her home last night and you were up all night fucking."
"What did you want anyway?" he asked dryly.
"I wanted to know if you were coming by this evening," she said matter-of-factly.
"Of course I am," he replied.
"Can you tear yourself away from that slut's arms long enough?" .she then said. "I don't want to impose myself on you in any way."
"You know damn well I'm not fucking my secretary," Peter then snapped.
"How do I know that?" she asked.
"Because I'm telling you, that's why," he yelled back at her.
"You don't have to yell," she said.
He could hear her crying at the other end.
"Will you stop this?" he said, feeling more anger than sympathy.
"I'm a sick woman," she wailed.
"Sick in the head you mean," he remarked.
"That's all the thanks I get from you," she cried. "I've let you abuse my body all these years, and that's all I get from you. More abuse."
"You started this," he said.
"Just who were you fucking last night?" she asked. "I've got to know. I know you were fucking someone and I want to know who it was. Tell me and I won't bother you any more. I won't even get mad. I promise. Just tell me who it was."
Peter was getting madder and madder by the second. He was about to throw the phone across the room.
Finally he yelled back at her, "Your mother, if you must know. I was fucking your mother. And boy is she some fuck. She's the best fuck I've ever had in my whole life. The very best. I'm going back to her place right now, and I'm going to fuck her again. Boy am I going to fuck her again."
And with that he hung up the phone, slamming the receiver down as hard as he could. He had no sooner hung up than the phone was ringing again. He picked up the receiver after the phone had rung five times. He held the receiver to his ear, but he didn't say a word. He didn't hear anything on the other end either, just heavy breathing.
Finally his wife's voice said, "I hate you. Boy do I hate you. You're no damn good. For all I know you might have been fucking my mother last night. You're just the type who would. I wouldn't put anything past you. For all I know you might have been fucking one of our own daughters. You're capable of anything. I just know you are."
"Are you through?" he then asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Then goodbye," he said. "I'll see you tonight at visiting hours."
There was a long pause before she said, "Do you think you can come on time tonight?"
He hung up the receiver without answering her question.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was almost quitting time when his wife called again.
"I've been thinking about your cock all day," she said.
"What about it?" he asked.
"I want to blow you tonight," she said. "Will you let me?"
"Of course," he replied.
"You don't sound enthused," she snapped.
"I'm very tired right now," Peter replied.
"I hope that's all it is," she said. "That's all it is," he said. "Then I'll see you tonight," she said. "Yes," he said, "tonight." He felt a feeling of disgust sweep over him as he hung up the phone. If she only knew how close to the truth she had come this morning. In fact, she had hit right on the truth. What would she do if she ever found out? Would she simply leave him? Would she cause trouble for him?
She could certainly cause him a lot of trouble, and she might be spiteful enough to do it. He didn't put anything past her. She was a real bitch all the way through. There was no denying that. A bitch all the way through.
He lit another cigarette and inhaled deeply. What was he going to do now? Go home first, or just go to the hospital? He had an hour before visiting hours started. But then an hour wasn't very much. And he really couldn't afford to do anything during that hour. His wife would smell it on him, and then they would just have a scene.
He was much too tired to go through a scene with her. He better just go straight to the hospital, get a cup of coffee while he was waiting, and then go play the loving husband for three hours. It wouldn't be that taxing on him, and she did give good blow jobs.
Just as he was about to get up from his desk, the door to his office opened. At first he thought it was his secretary, but then he saw that it was Mary. She had on a form-fitting sweater and a pair of hot pants. She looked like the sexy cunt that she was, and Peter got a hard-on just looking at her.
"Hello, Father," she said. "I thought I'd come and see you."
"I'm on the way to the hospital to see your mother," he said. "Would you like to go with me?"
"Now, that's an idea," she said. "Why didn't I think of that?"
"Just what did you come over here for anyway?" Peter asked, sitting back down in his chair.
Mary made her way to his desk and sat down on the edge.
"I wanted to talk to you about a few things," she said, crossing her legs.
"Like what?" he asked, a lump forming in his throat as he thought about and saw her lovely thighs.
"You didn't even wake me this morning for one thing," Mary began, knowing full well the effect she was having on him. "I didn't wake up until almost noon. Then when Linda came home from school this afternoon she told me all about your little session in the shower."
"And?" he asked.
"And I don't like it," she said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"You know damn well why not," she snapped. "Listen here, as long as Mother is in the hospital, I am the woman of the house in every way. And I mean every way. That means you don't fuck anybody but me. If you ever fuck Linda again I'll go and tell Mother everything. Is that clear?"
Peter felt a sudden wave of fear.
"Do you think she'd believe you?" he asked.
"You know she'd believe me," Mary replied. "She's willing to believe the worst about you and you know it. She's always telling me how she just knows that you fuck everything you can get your cock into, and she uses just those words when she tells me."
"What else does she tell you?" Peter asked.
"She told me how you fucked her sister the night before the wedding, and how you fucked her after you were married as well," Mary went on.
"Anything else?" Peter asked, finding that he was becoming interested.
"She's convinced you're fucking your secretary," Mary continued, "and she even thinks you chase after teenage girls."
With that Mary broke out laughing.
"What's so funny?" Peter demanded.
"She was right and she didn't know it," Mary said, still laughing. "You do chase after teenage girls. And your own daughter at that."
"Wait just one minute," Peter said, getting to his feet. "Just who was in whose bed last night anyway? You were waiting for me like the little whore you are. To you a cock is a cock, and I'm sure your mother would like to know about all the cocks you've been letting into you lately. And I'm sure Linda would back me up on all this. Remember that. It's two against one."
"Is that so?" Mary stammered.
"That's so," Peter shot back at her, feeling now that he had the upper hand.
Mary got up off the corner of the desk, and walked over to where Peter was standing in front of his chair.
"We really shouldn't be yelling at one another," she said, pushing him back down into his chair.
"What should we be doing?" he asked, more quietly.
Mary fell down on her knees in front of him.
"Well, you should be letting me blow you for one thing," she replied. "That way I wouldn't be able to yell at you, and you wouldn't want to yell at me."
Peter just looked at Mary and smiled. Then he felt her long fingers undoing his belt, and then she was undoing his zipper. She reached in under his jockey shorts and pulled out his hard, throbbing cock.
"It still looks good to me," she said.
"Did you think that it wouldn't?" he asked.
"Not for a second," she replied.
It was right after she said that that he felt her tongue brushing against the head of his cock. He could feel it pressing against the small set of lips. He could feel her rubbing her tongue back and forth across them, and he could feel the chills that that sent all through his cock, and all through his body for that matter.
"Did Linda tell you how she sucked me off?" he asked, knowing full well he wouldn't get an answer. "Did she tell you how she didn't want to ever let go of my cock? How she wanted to keep it in her mouth forever?"
His words had the effect on Mary that he wanted them to have. It made her press her tongue into him all the harder. She was going to prove to him that she could give him a better blow than Linda.
"Linda told me how she saw Doris sucking me one time." Peter went on, "and from then on she vowed that she would give me a better blow job than her mother. And do you know something? She did. She gave me a much better blow job than Doris ever did. Much better. You'll have to go some to beat that."
Mary took the head of his cock right into her mouth then, and he could feel her tongue working all around it, and he felt her mouth working back and forth on his cock.
"Yes, Linda die some job on me," he went on, "she did some job. I thought she was going to make my cock bust wide open. I really did."
Mary took in s much of his cock as she could then. She-as trying to get his whole cock in her mouth . but his cock was much too big for her to do t .at.
"And you know what else?" Peter went on, knowing he was making Mary that much more frantic in her sucking, "she told me that she would never suck another cock as long as she lived. She told me mine was the only cock she would ever want, and that she meant to have it for her very own."
Mary was in a frenzy now.
"Oh, and by the way," Peter said, "your mother called early today. You know why she wants me to come by the, hospital tonight? Do you know why? She wants to blow me. She even told me that. She wants to suck on my meat just like you're doing now. Do you think I should let her do that? Do you?"
Mary bore down into him with all her might. She could feel his cock way back in her throat, and she thought she was going to gag on it. She thought that it was going to go right down her throat, and that she was going to swallow it whole. She could feel how it was throbbing in her mouth, and that just made her suck on it all the harder.
Peter could feel the waves that were going all through him just then, and he could feel how those waves were increasing by the second. He was feeling dizzier and dizzier, and he could feel his cock jerking in and out of her mouth. Then it felt like it was going to split right down the middle.
He held onto the arms of the chair real tight as he felt his cock exploding into her mouth. She didn't let up on him either. She just kept sucking away on him and drinking down his come juices just as fast as she could. He could hear the noises she made with her mouth and that just turned him on even more than he was.
Mary was as turned on as she could get. She was sucking just as hard as she could on his meaty shaft, and she could feel how his come was filling her mouth up. What a cock, she thought to herself. What a great, big beautiful cock. She grabbed his balls at the same time, and she felt them swell up in her hand.
"You're doing fine," he said, "you're doing just fine. Keep it up."
That's when he felt the come building up inside him again. He could feel it building up like it never had before. He could-feel his whole body trembling like it never had before. It was as if he was about to have the very first orgasm of his life. It was as if this was the very first time he had ever been sucked off like this in his whole life.
It was all happening for the first time. For the very first time. He felt himself wanting to get up off the chair. He felt himself wanting to stand. He could feel himself wanting to do a lot of things. He could feel himself wanting to fuck her. He could feel himself wanting to eat her out.
He pushed on the arms of the chair, and slowly but surely he rose to a standing position. He got his arms around Mary's neck and he pressed her to him. He could feel his cock going farther back in her throat and he could feel the effect that that was having on him.
That's when he began to ram his cock in and out of her mouth like he was fucking her. He had done the same thing to Linda, and remembering how it had felt then, he was now doing it again. He rammed his cock in and out of her mouth just as hard as he could, and that's when he felt the come gushing out of his cock like it was never going to stop.
He could feel the chills going through him, and at the same time he felt the hot flashes going through him. His whole body was on fire and he could feel himself getting weaker and weaker. He was about to fall back into his chair. He could feel his come pumping out of him, and he could hear her drinking it all down.
You little whore, he said to himself. You're nothing but a little whore. And that was just what he liked about her so much. The fact that she was such a little whore. He could feel his cock getting soft in her mouth just then, but she quickly made it hard again with her sucking.
That's when he looked over and saw what time it was. He was supposed to go and see Doris in the hospital. Should he bring Mary with him? If he didn't Doris would want to blow him, and then she would sense the fact that he had been blown already. What could he tell her then?
He had to bring Mary with him. He could feel himself building to still another orgasm. And just as he was about to tell her they had to go, he could feel the sweet pains of orgasm sweeping all through his body. He could feel himself about to break right in half, and as far as he was concerned, he did break right in half.
His body seemed to buckle, but he still managed to keep standing. Finally, when Mary had drained all the come out of him he pulled his cock out of her mouth and put it back in his pants, and zipped up his zipper.
"We have to go to the hospital," he said.
He could see his come all over her lips and oozing out the sides of her mouth.
"Yes," Mary said, "let's go see poor sick Mother."
"She'll be really mad when she sees you," Peter then said. '"Why's that?" Mary asked.
"Because she won't be able to blow me then," Peter said as he rubbed her ass with both his hands.
"I'll let her," Mary laughed.
"That's awfully nice of you," Peter laughed.
"I thought so," Mary said, still laughing.
They were both still laughing as they made their way out of the building.
"There's the car," Peter said, pointing in the direction where he had parked his car earlier that day.
They made their way to the car, and they both got into it. Mary sat right next to Peter, and Peter could feel himself getting a hard-on again.
"I really turn you on, don't I Father?" Mary asked.
"You certainly do, you little twat you," Peter said, grabbing her between the legs.
"Well, let me tell you something," Mary said, grabbing him between the legs, "you turn me on just as much as I turn you on. I've been coming in my pants ever since I laid eyes on you today."
"Is that a fact?" Peter asked.
And with that he got his hand down under her hot pants, and down under her panties. He pressed his fingers right into her soft, wet cunt lips and felt the sticky come that was still dripping out of her.
"Can you feel it?" she asked.
"I can feel it all right," he said.
He got his finger right inside her then, and he began to work it in and out.
"Shouldn't we get to the hospital?" she then said.
"I almost forgot about that," he said, as he started up the car.
"I thought you might have," she said. "That's just how you were acting."
He drove off down the street, and they didn't say another word the whole way. Finally Peter was pulling into the hospital parking lot. It was already five minutes after six. Doris would have a fit. But of course she wouldn't dare get mad in front of Mary.
Once they were in the hospital, Peter went into a men's room and washed the come off his finger, and he even scrubbed his cock. He went back into the hall and he and Mary went up to Doris' room. Doris had a private room, and the other night she had blown him, and he had even enjoyed it. But that had only been after they had argued for two hours.
Doris was not very pleased to see Mary, but she tried not to let it show. She accepted Mary's kiss on her cheek, and she kissed Mary on her cheek.
"How do you feel, Mother?" Mary asked.
"I feel just fine," Doris said. "The doctor says I should be out of here in about a week or two."
"That soon?" Mary asked.
Peter was watching the two of them, and he wanted to break out laughing. It seemed funny to him for some reason. If Doris only knew, he kept saying over and over to himself. If she only knew that her oldest daughter, my oldest daughter, our oldest daughter, was blowing me just a few minutes ago. If she knew that, it would drive her mad.
"Mary came over to the office right after you called," he said. "She said she wanted to come and see you. The other girls want to see you also."
"Yes," Doris said, "you'll have to bring them by."
While they were talking, Peter came up behind Mary, who was standing next to the bed. Doris was lying fiat on her back and she could only look straight ahead. She had hurt her neck in the car crash she had been in, and it was in a brace. In order to let her blow him, Peter had to get right up on the bed, and almost sit on her head.
Peter was standing right behind Mary, and he pressed his groin right against her ass. Mary could feel his cock right through her clothing and his clothing. She could feel how it was trying to bulge right through his pants, and right through her pants as well.
Just then Peter slipped his hand down the back of her hot pants and Mary could feel it rubbing her all over her ass. He was rubbing first this ass cheek and then another. He was rubbing them just as hard as he could. Mary was having a hard time talking to her mother.
Then Mary felt his finger rubbing up and down in the crack of her ass. He was applying a great deal of pressure now, and she could feel the shivers going all through her body. Then she felt his finger rimming her asshole, and that's when she felt his finger plunging right into his asshole.
She felt it going all the way in to her asshole, and she felt it going deeper and deeper inside her. She wanted to yell out but she couldn't. She could just talk to her mother in a higher tone of voice. Then she felt his finger slipping out of her asshole and she felt it moving down between her legs.
He was pressing his finger into the folds of her cunt now, and he was rubbing her cunt lips just as hard as he could. He was rubbing his finger back and forth on her clit now, and then he moved his finger right inside her cunt, and Mary could feel her sex juices stirring right up.
I bet she smells it, Mary thought, as she felt Peter's finger going up inside her. I just know she'll smell it. Has he lost his mind? She knew she wanted him to stop, and yet she knew she didn't want him to stop. She didn't know what she wanted really, and she was going mad because of it.
She could feel the shivers that were going all through her body just then, and she could feel how he was making her cunt quiver away. That's so good, she thought. That's so very good. I don't think I can take much more without yelling right out. She pressed her hands against the side of the bed just then as hard as she could because she could feel herself about to have an orgasm.
His finger was working in and out of her just as fast as it could, and pretty soon she could feel two fingers inside her cunt, and then she felt three fingers inside her cunt, and then four. He was putting his whole hand in her almost, and as far as she was concerned, he might as well.
She could feel the come streaming out of her, and she could feel how her legs were shaking and how she was beginning to feel weak in the knees. He didn't let up on her either. He had no intention of letting up on her. He kept on working his fingers into her harder and harder, and before she knew it she was having another orgasm.
She shook again and again, and she wondered what her mother must be thinking. Doesn't she even notice anything, Mary wondered. Doesn't she even suspect? Doesn't she smell my come? There's certainly enough of it. Right then Mary felt herself exploding a third time.
That's when she felt Peter pull his hand out of her cunt and out from under her panties and hot pants. He excused himself and went off.
"Is he gone?" Doris asked.
"Yes," Mary replied, feeling her legs about to give out from under her.
"I'm glad you came tonight," Doris went on, "but I wanted to see your father alone tonight. Will you make sure that I see him alone tomorrow?"
"I guess so," Mary replied.
"I'm getting horny in this bed," Doris went on, "and I want to blow him."
"Oh," was the only thing Mary could say.
"I'm glad I was always frank with you about sex," Doris then said.
"So am I," Mary said.
"Remember what I told you though," Doris then said. "Don't go letting just anyone get his cock in you. Make sure you find the right one first. And make him marry you first."
"I will, Mother," Mary said.
"You'll thank me later," Doris said.
"Yes, Mother," Mary repeated.
"Just see if you don't," Doris continued.
By then Peter had come back. Visiting hours were over in another hour and Peter bent over to kiss his wife goodbye.
"You dirty bastard," she whispered in his ear. "You did this on purpose. Don't you dare bring one of them with you tomorrow. Do you understand? Don't you bring anyone with you. I want to get at that cock of yours."
"Yes, Doris," he said, kissing her on the cheek.
He took Mary by the hand and led her out. They didn't say a word, and they didn't even look at each other until they were well out of the hospital. Then they broke out into hysterics. Mary fell into Peter's arms laughing at the top of her lungs. She had never laughed this hard in her life.
"You bastard," she laughed. "How could you do that?"
"Very easily," Peter laughed.
"I can still feel the come dripping out of me," she said.
"Let's hurry," he then said, "I want to drink some of that up."
"Don't worry," she said, "there's plenty more where that came from."
With that he grabbed her by the hand and dragged her towards the car.
"I certainly hope there is," he said.
They were both in the car now, and he was starting the engine. Mary was sitting right up next to him again, and he could feel her bare leg against him.
"Like that?" she asked.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"Then let's hurry," she said. "I want to give you everything. And I mean everything."
"I mean to take everything," he said.
"I thought as much," she said.
He drove out of the parking lot and headed for home.
"No," she said, "let's not go home."
"Where should we go?" he asked.
"To a motel," she said.
"A motel?" he asked. "Why a motel?"
"I want to feel as if I'm really your mistress," she said. "Being in a motel with you will make me feel like that."
"Okay," he replied, as he turned down another street and headed for the city limits.
As he drove along he could feel her kissing his neck and his face.
"That feels good," he moaned. "Keep doing that."
"I will," she moaned.
He felt her lips all over his cheeks, and all over his neck. Once she even kissed him on the mouth. Then she opened up his shirt and began kissing his chest. She was running her tongue all over the hair and wetting it down.
"You're a hairy beast," she laughed.
"Isn't that how you like me?" he asked.
"You better believe it," she replied. "That's just how I like you.
He felt her unbuttoning his whole shirt then, and he felt her tongue moving up and down his chest. She was getting her saliva all over him now. He liked the feeling that gave him and he liked the feelings that it sent all through his body. He was feeling hot and cold at the same time.
Just then he felt her hands undoing his belt just like she had at his office. She was pulling out his cock just like she had done at the office, and she was beginning to lick his cock just like she had done at the office. He could feel her tongue all over the head of his cock, and he could feel it moving up and down .the length of his cock.
"That's so good," he moaned. "The way you do that is so very good." He felt her taking his cock right into her mouth then, and that's when he felt her really sucking on him. Her mouth was moving back and forth on his cock and he could feel that he was about to explode already. He could feel her tongue pressing into him all over.
He could feel how his cock was throbbing in her mouth. He could feel how she was making it throb all the more.
"You cocksucking bitch," he moaned. "That's just what you are."
The feeling was unbearable in a strange way.
The words and the moaning that he made her suck on him all the harder. That's when he felt himself exploding in her mouth.
"Harder!" he yelled out at the top of his lungs.
He just screamed it right out, and she did just what he wanted.
"SUCK ME!" he yelled then, although he wasn't quite sure why he did except that he just had to say something, and those were the only words that came to his mind just then.
He just stretched out in his seat while she continued to suck on him. He could feel the come streaming out of his cock and he could feel her drinking it up.
You're as much of an animal as I am, he said to himself, and am I ever glad of that. He closed his eyes, feeling her mouth move all over his cock, and he thought about how he had fingered her at the hospital. That had been something. Wouldn't he just love to fuck her in front of Doris that way. And she wouldn't even know what was happening, he thought, feeling a smile come across his face.
CHAPTER FIVE
Peter could feel Mary's mouth moving up and down on him faster and faster. He could feel his cock throbbing more and more. He could feel his cock burning up inside. He could feel it jerking back and forth in her mouth. He could feel how his whole body was beginning to tremble.
The waves were going right through him. The feeling that he always got just before orgasm had taken control of all his senses. He was about to explode and he knew it. He let out a fierce cry, and that's when the come came gushing out of his cock, making his cock feel like it was splitting down the middle.
Mary was frantic in the way she drank up all his come juices. She was in an absolute frenzy and he could feel her teeth digging right into his cock. He could feel teeth going right through him almost. That just made him explode all the more. He could feel some of his come running down the length of his cock and onto his balls.
There was just too much of his come for her to get it all in her mouth. There was just too much of it. He felt himself raising his hips off the seat, and then he fell back down again. He could feel Mary's tongue soothing that part of his cock that she had just bitten into.
He was running both his hands through her hair now. He then ran his hand under her sweater and around in front to her two heaving tits. She wasn't wearing a bra, and he just grabbed at her honey globes and squeezed them with all his might. Her flesh seemed to melt in his hand.
He squeezed the nipple on one tit between his fingers, and he felt it getting rigid. Then he squeezed the other nipple on the other tit. He felt that one getting rigid also. He then began to rub both tits just as hard as he could. He could feel them both swelling up.
He moved his hand to her back again, and began rubbing that just as hard as he had rubbed her tits. Then he moved it down under her hot pants and under panties. He rubbed first one ass cheek, and then the other ass cheek. Her flesh was burning hot, and it made his hand burn.
He got his finger inside her ass crack, and began to rub it up and down, sending shivers all through her body.
"You like that don't you?" he asked, knowing she wouldn't be able to answer him.
He hadn't expected an answer, and he didn't need an answer. He already knew the answer to his question, and that was why he had asked it. He kept rubbing his finger up and down in her ass crack, and then he began to rim her asshole. He -rimmed it again and again, and then he plunged his finger right inside.
As he worked his finger in and out of her asshole, he could feel her still sucking away on his cock. She just didn't want to stop, and of course, he didn't want her to stop either. He could feel his cock getting hard again, and it felt to him as if it was getting harder than it had been. He rammed his finger into it harder and harder and he could feel how he was making her body tremble that way. She was on fire inside and he was making her burn up all the more. He was doing the kind of job on her that she needed. He kept it up, and began to ram his finger into her even harder.
He rammed it in just as far as he could, and he pulled it out until just his fingertip was inside her. That's just how he would have done it if it had been his cock instead of his finger. He tried to imagine in his mind right then that he was actually fucking her in the asshole.
He could see himself ramming his cock in and out of her instead of just his finger. He could feel his cock going in and out of her. He could feel how it was building out on all sides. He could feel how it was getting hotter and hotter inside. He could feel how her asshole was closing in all around it.
He rammed it so hard that it just exploded. All this time, without knowing it, he had been ramming his cock in and out of her mouth. He was ramming it in so hard that it was going down her throat, and she was almost gagging on it. She kept sucking on him the whole time though.
Now his cock was exploding inside her mouth, and it was exploding like it never had before. He could feel the come being drained out of him, and it was then that he realized that his cock was still in her mouth and not in her asshole.
He felt his whole body going limp just then, and he just sat there while she continued to drain him of all his come juices. She wanted them all, and she meant to get them all.
"That's it," he said. "Just suck on me until you can't suck any longer. Really drain me dry. Drain me of every last drop. That's it. Keep it up." He knew he didn't have to tell her any of that, because that's what she had been doing all along. She did it without being told. She did it because that was what she wanted to do, always would want to do. Peter felt all his strength leaving his body, and he didn't even think he had the strength to drive anymore.
Finally he started up the car and drove back on the main road. He wanted to find a motel, and he wanted to find one fast. One where they wouldn't ask too many questions about anything. He remembered one of the guys at the office telling him of a place once.
The guy who had told him told how he had brought a woman out to this motel who wasn't his wife and how the motel owner had told him to recommend his place to all his friends. If I could only remember the name, Peter said to himself. And then it came to him. He stepped on the gas pedal all the harder, and the car shot forward.
Mary was sitting up by his side now, her mouth covered with his come. There was a big smile on her face.
"Do you know where we're going?" she asked.
"I know just where we're going," he replied. "Is it very far away?" she asked. "We'll be there in a few minutes," he replied.
"I hope they have soft beds," she said, resting her head on his shoulder. "Soft and big."
"So do I."
They didn't say another word the rest of the way. Fifteen minutes later they pulled up in front of the Hide 'n Seek Motel. Peter parked his car a good distance from the office and then he went inside to register.
"I want a room," he said to the man behind the counter.
"A double?" the man asked.
"Yes," Peter replied, "a double."
"How did you hear of this place?" the man asked, handing him a key.
"A very good friend of mine said you didn't ask too many questions," Peter replied.
The man smiled knowingly. "I don't ask questions at all," the man said, and then he said, "except one."
"Which is?"
"Can you pay in advance?" the man said, holding out his hand for the money.
"Of course," Peter replied, reaching for his wallet.
Peter paid the motel owner, and then walked back to the car.
"Have any trouble?" Mary asked.
"No trouble at all," Peter-replied.
"He must do this all the time," Mary said, as she got out of the car.
"I'm sure this is all he does," Peter said, as he walked with her to their room.
Peter opened the door and they walked in. He flicked on the light switch and the room suddenly appeared out of the darkness. It was a moderate size room with a huge bed in the middle. The bed looked like it took up half the room, and it almost did. Mary looked at the bed and threw herself on it, right in the middle.
She rolled from side to side, feeling how soft it was, knowing she was going to love getting fucked on it.
"How is it?" Peter asked.
"Just great," Mary replied.
"Can't wait to get fucked on it, can you?" Peter asked.
"You better believe it," she replied. "Hurry up and take off your clothes and turn off the light."
As she said that, she began to take off her own clothes. She was out of them in no time, and she lay on the bed naked, twisting her body in all kinds of directions.
"How do I look today?" she asked.
"Just as desirable as ever," he replied, as he began to take off his own clothes.
"Please hurry," she said, "I'm anxious to feel your cock throbbing inside me. I'm anxious to feel your honey come pumping into me."
As she said this, she began to finger herself, driving her finger up inside her cunt just as hard as she could.
"I'm hurrying," Peter said, as he all but tore off his pants.
He was down to his jockey shorts now, and he got out of them very quickly.
"I'm waiting," she said, as she spread her legs open wide, and opened her arms to him.
He fell right on top of her, pressing his cock right against her hairy mound, and pressing his mouth roughly on hers. He kissed her full on the mouth and he pushed his tongue into her mouth, tingling it. She felt his chest grinding into her tits, and she felt his hips pushing her through the bed almost.
She reached down and grabbed his cock with both hands, and began to rub the head of it back and forth against her clit. She could feel the shivers that went all through her when she did that. She could also feel how much her cunt was quivering when she did that.
Mary also felt her sex juices being stirred up already. She was going to have an orgasm even before she got his cock inside her. She couldn't believe how excited she was. She wasn't even this excited last night. She wasn't half this excited last night, and she had been really turned on that first time. Now it seemed she was more turned on than ever. She was so turned on that she couldn't think straight. But time like this, there was no need to think straight. She rubbed the head of his cock harder and harder against her clit, and she could feel more and more waves going through her.
She could feel how hot her clit was becoming, and she could feel how hot her cunt was becoming. She could feel his balls slapping up against her thighs, and that really excited her to no end. All this time he was kissing her hard on the mouth, and he was now grabbing at her ass.
Peter had both his hands on her ass now, and he was feeling away at her. He was rubbing both her ass cheeks just as hard as she could, and he was making her flesh really burn. She really did have a fleshy ass, and he was' glad of that. It gave him something to grab at, something to hold onto.
He manipulated her flesh between his fingers and then he began to rub his finger back and forth in her ass crack. That sent shivers through her just like it always did. It was one of those things that she liked best. Mary felt his finger in her ass crack, and she let out a loud sigh.
It was one of the things she liked best. She liked the feelings she got from his finger. They were strange feelings and they just overwhelmed her. They made her feel dizzy and they made her feel as if she were floating. She felt both hot and cold at the same time.
And when he plunged his finger into her asshole, that really made her shake inside. She didn't know what was happening after he did that. And that was just when she felt the tip of his finger at the entrance to her asshole. She felt it probing gently at first, and then it rammed right into her.
Peter rammed his finger all the way inside her, and he could feel the shudder that went all through her body. This made her rub the head of his cock against her clit all the harder. She was rubbing it so hard now that he thought that he would have an orgasm before he got it inside her.
He pushed his cock right into the folds of her cunt then and he felt her legs go right up in the air. He gave his cock another shove, and the head of his cock eased right into her cunt. Her arms were around his back now, and he could feel her nails digging into his flesh.
She dug her nails right into him, and that's when he began to ease more and more of his cock into her pulsating, wide open pussy. She had her pussy opened up all the way, and he slipped in with no trouble. Her pussy was quite moist already from the orgasm she had already had, and he could feel that she was on the verge of another one.
Her whole body was shaking, and that's when he got his cock into her to the hilt. He had all of his meaty shaft right up inside her, and he could feel her bringing her legs down around his middle, and he felt her heels digging into his ass just as hard as they could.
He just lay on top of her, perfectly still, his cock all the way inside her. That's when he felt her cunt muscles closing in all around him. Her cunt which had been wide open just seconds before, was closed tight now. He could feel her hot, wet cunt flesh clinging to him like a glove.
He could feel the wetness of her cunt increasing, and he could feel it getting hotter and hotter. He began to draw his cock out of her, and the ripples that went through her cunt, went through his cock as well. It made his whole body shake, just as it made her whole body shake.
He felt his cock right at the entrance of her cunt again. Just the head of his cock was now inside her.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked, his mouth pressed against her ear.
"It feels real good," she moaned like a wild animal from way down in her throat.
"Do you want it inside again?" he asked.
"Rub the head against the entrance, like that," she said.
"Like this?" he said.
And that's when he began to push the head of his cock in and out of her, and that was all. He would push his cock in until the head was all the way inside her, and then he would start to draw it out again, and would pull it out until just the very tip of his cock was inside her.
This seemed to make her shake all the more, and it made her dig her heels into him all the harder. He kept doing this over and over, and he did it just as gently as he could. He could feel the ripples that were going all through his cock, and she could feel the ripples that were going all through her cunt.
She felt the head of his cock going all the way inside her, and then she felt him pulling it back out. That sent waves through her that she had never felt before. She could feel her clit getting more and more inflamed, and she could feel her cunt lips getting wetter and wetter.
She could feel her orgasm beginning and she could feel the come gushing right out of her. She could feel his cock throbbing more and more and she could feel that he was about to come also. Peter could also feel that he was about to come, and he didn't want to just yet.
He wanted to hold off a little longer. He wanted to really let the come build up in his cock so that it would all explode at once.
"You're so very hard," she moaned.
He didn't say a word to that. He just bent his head down so that he could suck on her tit, and that was just what he did. He began to flick his tongue against her nipple, and then he got her nipple right in his mouth and he began to suck on it with all his might.
He began to take in more and more of her tit, and he really did want to get her whole tit in his mouth. He wanted to suck on her like he never had before. Like no one ever had before. He was going to make her forget all those other men who had ever fucked and sucked her.
He knew he couldn't get her whole tit in his mouth because it was just too big. But he got as much of her tit in his mouth as he could. He was sucking on it just as hard as he could, running his tongue all over that part of her tit that he had in his mouth just then.
He began to move his mouth all over her tit, getting at all of it, and sucking on all of it. Her burning flesh was making his mouth burn up inside and that was fine with him. At the same time his cock was burning up more inside, and that's when he rammed it into her all the way, and that's when he began ramming it in and out with all his might.
He could feel his cock going into her all the way, and he could feel himself pulling it out almost all the way. He was grinding his stomach into hers just as hard as he could, and that seemed to make her cunt rub against his cock all the harder. It seemed as if her cunt really closed in around him then.
He could feel himself getting ready to explode inside her cunt, and he could feel her exploding already. He let out a yell just before the come came gushing out of his cock, and he let out another yell when the come did come gushing out of his cock. And he kept yelling after that.
Mary was also yelling at the top of her lungs, and she was grinding her pussy into him just as hard as she could. She was matching every movement he made with one of her own, and she was lifting her hips off the bed, and then letting them fall back down again.
All the time that his cock was exploding inside her cunt, Peter was ramming his cock in and out of her with all his might. He could feel the come shooting out of him in spurts, and he could feel a shudder go through his whole body each and every time that happened.
He could feel his cock being drained by her cunt, which was closed around him tightly. It was acting like a suction cup. It was draining the come out of him the way she drained the come out of him with her mouth. She was now doing the same thing with her cunt.
And it felt the same way. And even better for that matter. Her cunt was fleshier than her mouth. It was softer, and instead of saliva there was her hot burning come. That in itself made her cunt hotter which in turn made his cock hotter. He could feel himself building up to another orgasm, and he could feel her building to another orgasm.
They were both shaking, and he could feel the cunt juices flowing out of her cunt and running down the length of his cock. She was groaning at the top of her lungs, and he could feel her exploding again and again. That's when he felt himself exploding inside her.
He felt the come streaming out of his cock in a steady flow at first, and then he felt it coming out in spurts that sent pain all through his body in waves. It made his body jerk every time it did that. He could feel her jerking also, and then they both seemed to collapse at the same time.
Peter lay on top of her without moving. Mary let her legs fall back on the bed, and she lay beneath him without moving. She could feel his heavy weight crushing her down into the bed, but that didn't seem to bother her. She could feel his hard cock still deep inside her, and that made everything: seem all right to her.
His body was very sweaty, and then so was her own. Their sweat seemed to be mingling just like everything else. His face was buried in her shoulder and she could feel him nibbling away at her.
His body was very sweaty, and then so was her own. Their sweat seemed to be mingling just like everything else. His face was buried in her shoulder and she could feel him nibbling away at her.
"That feels good," she said. "That feels very good."
He was kissing her shoulder and then he began kissing her neck. He was kissing her all over her face next, and then he kissed her full on the mouth. She put her hands around the back of his head and pressed him to her all the harder. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and moved it all around-inside.
She got it all tangled with his tongue, and that made her press her mouth against his all the harder. Then he pulled his mouth away from hers arid began moving his mouth over her chin and down on her neck. He lifted himself off her, and now he was kneeling down beside her.
He was bending over her and he was kissing her neck, and then he worked his mouth down to her tits. He kissed one and then the other. He made her nipples rigid again, and then he began kissing her stomach. She could feel his mouth pressing into her soft middle and that made her skin tingle all over.
While he was kissing her all over, he was rubbing his hands all over her at the same time. He had one hand on her thigh and his other hand was on her tit. He was rubbing them both with the same amount of pressure. He was manipulating her tit between his fingers and he was manipulating the flesh of her thighs between his fingers.
That was making her even more excited than she already was. She could feel his tongue running through the hair over her pussy now, and then it was pressing into her pussy itself. Then he was kissing the inside of her thighs, and then he was kissing her all over her thighs.
As he kissed her, he licked her at the same time. He was going wild at that point. He was running his tongue up and down one leg and then up and down the other leg. He was making her feel shivers and hot flashes at the same time. She could feel herself shaking into a state of convulsions.
She felt his tongue on the bottom of her foot and then on the bottom of her other foot. He was turning her over on her stomach now, and he was running his tongue up and down the back of her legs and the backs of her thighs. She bit into the bedspread just as hard as she could.
She felt his hands all over her ass now as he kissed her thighs. She could feel him grabbing at her ass cheeks, and she could also feel him rubbing them. She could feel his finger running along the inside of her ass crack. She could feel him rimming her asshole with his finger.
She thought she felt him ramming his finger into her asshole, but then she felt his tongue pressing into her asshole instead. He was licking her asshole all over, and then he was running his tongue along the whole length of her ass crack. He was running it back and forth inside her ass crack, and that really sent the shivers, through her.
It even made her cunt quiver, and she couldn't understand how it did that. It was doing all kinds of things to her that she had never felt before. No one had ever licked out her asshole like this, and she found that she liked it. She liked it a lot. She just hoped that he would keep it up.
She could feel him running his tongue all over her ass then, and then he was back running his tongue along the inside of her ass crack. He was applying as much pressure as he could and she was going into a frenzy because of it. She was biting into the bedspread and grabbing at it at the same time.
She could feel waves going through her and they made her convulsive. She wanted his cock in her so bad she thought she felt it in her mouth, asshole, and cunt all at the same time.
She thought he was ramming it in and out of her. She could actually feel him doing that. He was ramming it in and out of her mouth, and in and out of her asshole, and in and out of her cunt. And he was exploding in her mouth and in her asshole and in her cunt.
His tongue was inside her asshole now, and it was moving all around in there. Peter could feel her shaking because of what he was doing to her, and that just made him do it all the more. He was getting his tongue into her asshole just as deep as he could, and he was working it in and out just as fast as he could.
He could feel his cock getting hard again, and he knew that he wanted to fuck her in the asshole again. He made her asshole good and wet because he knew that was just what he was going to do next. He sucked on her asshole harder and harder, and then he just fell on top of her, his cock going right against the entrance to her asshole.
He shoved it into her just as hard as he could and he felt her whole body tense up and then relax. He rammed it in all the way, and then he lay perfectly still on top of her.
"That's what you really like, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes," she moaned.
"You like it a lot, don't you?" he asked.
"A whole lot," she replied.
"Want it as hard as I can make it?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she moaned.
And with that he began to ram his cock in and out of her asshole.
"Even harder," she moaned.
And he began to ram it in and out of her even harder than he had been.
"Harder," she moaned again.
He was ramming his cock in and out of her just as hard as he possibly could. He could feel the pain he was causing her, just as she could feel it. He was making her ache all over, but she loved it, and he knew that she loved it. She wanted more, and he knew that she wanted more.
His cock felt like it was going to explode already. It was bulging out all over and he could feel the come moving up the length of it. He could feel his balls swelling up as they slapped into her asscheeks. He was lifting himself straight up on her, and then going straight down into her.
She was shaking all over, and that's when she felt his fingers probing into her cunt. He got three fingers in her all at once and she could feel them moving all over inside her. He was fingering her cunt almost as hard as he was fucking her in the asshole. She could feel her own orgasm at the same time that she felt his.
They were both yelling at the top of their lungs and they didn't stop until they were both completely drained. And that seemed like it took forever.
CHAPTER SIX
Peter sat back on the couch in the living room. He had called in sick that day, and now he was relaxing as he watched his television. All five of his daughters were in school, and he had the whole house to himself. So far, his wife hadn't called, so all was peaceful.
Peter thought back to the night in the motel with Mary. That had been some night. They had fucked and sucked all night, and they had not gotten any sleep at all. The next day at the office, he hadn't been able to do a thing. He had sat at his desk just trying to stay awake, and that had taken what little energy he had left.
A smile came across his face as he thought about it. It made him thirsty for another beer. He got up and went into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and took out a cold bottle of beer. This was just what he needed. He snapped off the cap and lifted the bottle to his lips.
He felt the cold liquid passing into his mouth and down his throat. He could feel the chills going all through his body, and he felt good because of them. What a life, he thought. What a great life.
He drained all the beer out of the bottle and then he threw the bottle into the garbage. He thought he heard the front door open, and he walked back into the living room quickly to see who it was. It was Diane. He looked at his watch. It was only one o'clock. What was she doing home at this hour?
"Hello," he said. "Playing hookey?"
"No," she replied. "They let us out early today."
"Oh," was the only thing he could say.
"Where are your sisters?" he then asked.
"I don't know," she replied, as she made her way towards the stairs.
He watched her as she walked across the living room. She was his third oldest. She was just thirteen, but she had the body of a girl much older. She looked at least sixteen, especially with her tits. How many other thirteen-year-old girls have tits like that?
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Up to my room," she replied.
She was standing on the bottom step now, her hand on her hip. She's a tease just like her sisters, he said to himself. A real cock teaser. Right then and there he could feel his cock rising into an erection.
"What are you going up there for?" he asked.
"I have to study," she replied, "What for?" he asked.
"I'm having a test tomorrow," she said.
"In what?"
"Math," she replied.
"How are you doing so far?" he asked.
"Okay, I guess," she answered.
He walked over to the foot of the stairs and looked her directly in the eye. "Do you remember what you saw the other night?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Do you know what I was doing to your sister?" he then asked.
"Linda told us what it was," she replied.
"What did Linda tell you ' he inquired.
"She told us you and Mary were eating each other out," Diane then replied.
"Do you know what that means?"
Diane seemed to think a moment. "It means you were having sex," she finally said, after much thought.
"Do you know what that means?" Peter asked.
"I guess so," she said, hesitantly.
"Do you know what fucking is?" Peter then asked.
"Linda told us about that, too," Diane replied.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you those things?" Peter then asked.
"She told Mary and Linda," Diane said, "but she never told the rest of us."
"You've never had sex with a boy, have you?" he then asked.
"No, I haven't," she replied.
"Do you ever think about it?"
"Sometimes."
"What do you think about when you think about sex?" he then asked. "Do you think about some boy fucking you?"
"Mostly," she replied.
"What do you do when you think about it?" he asked. "I finger myself."
"Do you climax?"
"Yes."
"Does it feel good when you climax?" he asked.
"Usually," she replied.
"Do you finger yourself often?" he asked.
"Every night now," she replied.
"I see," he said.
She turned and started up the stairs. "I better go study now," she said.
He stood at the bottom of the stairs watching her walk all the way up. He watched her ass swing from side to side. That's some ass she's got there, he thought. I'll bet she's swaying it like that on purpose, too. She knows I'm watching.
Yes, he thought after that. She's just like her two older sisters. She's going to be a bigger whore than both of them. That's when he realized that he had only had sex with two out of his five daughters. He still had three to go, and he had every intention of having sex with all five of them. Even the ten-year-old. He would get her, too.
He made his way up the stairs and down the hall to Diane's room. He could hear her moving about inside her room. She had her door closed so he couldn't hear what she was doing inside. I wonder if she's undressing, he thought. If I open this door right now, will she be naked?
He had to find out for sure. He threw open the door and walked right in. Diane was by her dresser, and she was completely naked. She was shocked when he came into the room like he did.
"Father," she said. "I haven't any clothes on.
"I can see that," he said. "You shouldn't come in here like this," she said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"It's not decent," she quickly said.
"Why isn't it decent?" he asked, walking closer and closer to her.
"Well, I don't know why not," , she stammered, "but I know that it isn't."
"How do you know that?" he asked. He was standing right in front of her now.
"Mother told us we should only let our husbands see us naked," she said.
"I'm your father, though," he said. "I saw you naked lots of times when you were just a little girl. I used to change your diapers."
"Yes," she said, "I know that, but now it's different."
He had his eyes glued on her heaving tits. She was getting excited just as he was. He could tell she was getting excited, and he was glad of that.
"How is it different?" he asked.
"I'm older now."
"I know that."
"Things are different when a girl is older," she said.
"I know," he said. "You have tits now and you didn't have tits when you were just a baby. I'm glad you have tits, too. I'm glad you have such big ones."
"You shouldn't talk like that," she said, feeling her cunt start to twitch.
"Why not?" he asked.
"It's not right," she said.
He reached over and put his hand on her tit. "Are you nervous?"
She felt the pressure of his hand, which was increasing all the time. "Yes," she replied.
"Why?" he asked, running his hand across the tops of her tits. "I don't know," she replied, "but I just am."
He was running his hand all over both her tits now, across the nipples, which became rigid suddenly, and along the underside of her tits as well.
"Is what I'm doing making you more nervous?" he then asked.
She swallowed hard. "It certainly is," she replied.
That was all he needed to hear. "Why is that?"
"It just is," she replied.
He moved his hand down across her stomach. He rested it right above her hairy mound.
"Do you know what I'm going to do now?" he asked. "No."
"I'm going to finger your cunt," he said.
"You shouldn't do that," she protested, but not too strongly.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Mother wouldn't like that," she replied.
"Does that matter to you?" he asked.
"Suppose she finds out? She'll hit me."
"How will she find out?" he asked, moving his hand down between her legs. "Are you going to tell her?"
"No."
He was rubbing his finger back and forth on her clit now, feeling how wet she was down there already, and how much wetter she was getting.
"Do you think I'll tell her?" he asked. "No."
He was pressing his fingers into her cunt lips just as hard as he could.
"Then how will she find out?"
"I don't know," she moaned, feeling the shivers go all through her body. "She just might find out. Someone might tell her."
"Who might tell her?" he asked.
"Mary might tell her," she replied, feeling her whole cunt quivering.
"Then you could tell on Mary," he replied.
He got his finger right up inside her then, and she could feel it going in deeper and deeper.
"Linda might tell," she said very quickly then.
"Then you could tell on Linda," he said.
His finger was working itself in and out of her cunt now, and then he began to work two fingers in and out of her cunt. She could feel her sex juices being stirred up more and more.
"Ruth or Patricia might tell," she said.
"They won't tell when I get through with them," he said.
"Are you going to fuck them, too?" she asked.
"Right after I fuck you," he replied. "You're really going to fuck me?" she asked.
"I certainly am," he replied.
With that, he bent forward and took her tit right in his mouth. She could feel his tongue all over her tit, and at the same time she could feel his finger moving up and down in her cunt, and she could feel her come streaming out of her.
"That feels so good," she moaned.
He made her come again and again, and all the time he kept sucking on her tit. Then he lifted her up in his arms and he carried her to the bed and he lay down with her. She lay there looking up at him.
"Can you eat me out first?" she asked.
"I certainly can," he replied.
With that, he began to take off all his clothes. He took off his clothes just as quickly as he could, and he climbed onto the bed. He was kneeling down between her legs, and he lifted her legs right over his shoulder. She could feel his face moving down between her thighs, and then she felt his tongue pressing right into her cunt lips.
What a nice cunt, he thought to himself, as he began to lick all around the outside of it. What a very nice cunt. I could suck on this all day, and maybe I'll do just that. He was moving his tongue all over her cunt lips and back and forth on her clit.
He was taking her cunt lips right into his mouth and he was sucking on them just as hard as he could. She could feel his tongue making her wet with his saliva. She was also getting wet from her come. She could feel her come flowing out of her and she could feel and hear him drinking it right up.
She could feel his tongue slipping right inside her cunt, and that really stirred up her juices.
"Your tongue feels so good," she moaned, "and it's making me feel so good."
He didn't say anything to her in return, but then he couldn't. He was moving his tongue in and out of her just as fast as he could, and he was sucking on her cunt lips and clit at the same time. He was making the waves go through her faster and faster. She could feel herself being consumed by them.
She wrapped her legs around his neck just as tightly as she could, and she felt him sucking on her all the harder. She was pressing her pussy up into his mouth just as hard as she could, and she was pressing his face down into her pussy just as hard as she could.
She could feel his hands all over her. ass, grabbing at her ass cheeks, and then she felt his finger running along the whole length of her ass crack. She felt his finger rimming her asshole. This sent all kinds of shivers through her, and it made her skin tingle.
She could feel him rimming her asshole more and more, and then she felt his finger plunging right into her asshole. It sent a wave of pain through her that she didn't believe. Her body was now consumed by pain. Just suppose that was his cock and not his finger. Then it would really hurt.
She just knew that his cock would have caused her more pain than his finger, but his finger was causing her enough pain as it was. She could feel it going in and out of her, and she could feel his tongue going in and out of her cunt.
"You hurt so good," she said, and she meant that just the way she said it.
In spite of the pain he was causing her, he was also causing her to feel good inside. He was causing her to feel real good inside. Just think, she said to herself, I'm going to have my cherry popped by my father. By my very own father! I wonder how many other girls can say that.
Mary certainly couldn't say that, but maybe Linda could. Diane couldn't think of anyone else. Of course she hadn't talked to many girls about whether or not their fathers had popped their cherries. She did know that some of the girls in her class were fucking some of the boys in her class, and even some who were fucking boys that were a lot older.
Lots of times in school boys had come up to her asking her if she wanted to fuck. She would always get away from them as fast as she could. She wondered now if she had wanted her father to be the first. She wasn't sure, and she didn't think she ever would be.
I don't think I ever thought about who would be the first, she thought. Then she stopped thinking about everything except what her father was doing to her. She could feel his finger still working itself in and out of her asshole, and she felt his tongue working itself in and out of her pussy.
She could feel herself about to come again, and she could feel her body shaking even more than it had been. She was about to explode, and she just grit her teeth in anticipation. She felt her whole body shake just then, and that's when the come came flowing out of her again.
It seemed to be more than she could stand. What's happening to me, she wondered, almost out loud. Is this how all girls feel when they have an orgasm? She wanted to think that she was the only girl in the world to ever feel like she felt right then. I have to be the only one, she said to herself.
She also wanted to believe that hers was the first cunt her father had ever eaten out. It has to be the first, she said to herself as she pushed her pussy against his open mouth even harder. It just has to be. She felt his tongue still moving all around inside her, and she felt herself building to another orgasm that quickly.
Peter was grabbing at his daughter's ass with one hand, and working the finger of his other hand in and out of her asshole. He felt her vice-like grip increasing around his neck and he felt her pressing her pussy against his mouth all the harder. That just made him suck on her all the harder.
He was getting his tongue into her deeper and deeper, and he could feel more and more come flowing out of her. She's going to come like no one ever has before, he thought to himself. More than Mary. More than Linda. More than all the cunts in the whole world.
I'm going to be the one to make her come that much, he then said to himself. I'm the only one who could make her come that much.
"Harder," she said just then. "Suck me harder."
You know what you want, he thought to himself, and you better know that I'm going to give it to you. You just better know that and you better believe it.
"Harder," she moaned again. "It feels so good when you do it hard. The harder the better."
He could feel his cock getting harder and harder, and he could feel how much it wanted to be in her cunt or in her asshole or in her mouth. It wanted to be in something, and it would be soon. He pulled back from her and lowered her ass so that it came down right on top of his cock.
Her legs were down around his arms now, and she was kicking them in every direction at once. She was going wild and that was just what he wanted her to do. He wanted her to go wild and he meant to see that she kept going wild just the way she was. He would see to it one way or another.
He was raising and lowering her just as fast as he could, and that's when he felt his cock throbbing until it just had to explode. That was just what he did. It exploded so hard and so fast that it made both of them shake. He could feel his cock jerking in and out of her asshole and he could feel how he was causing her to have her own orgasm.
While the come was still pumping out of his cock, he pulled his cock out of her asshole, lay her down flat on the bed, and got right on top of her. He rammed his cock into her eager, wet, wide open cunt just as fast as he could. He rammed it in to the hilt, and he kept ramming it.
She felt his cock going wild as it was moving all the way inside her. She got her legs around his middle instinctively. He's popped my cherry, she said to herself.
"You've popped my cherry!" she said out loud for the whole world to hear.
She said it over and over again as she felt his cock pounding into her cunt. It was like a battering ram, and that was just how he was using it. Peter could feel her soft flesh clinging to his cock and he felt how much she was making his cock burn up inside.
His cock felt as if it had never been in a cunt before. It was as if this was the very first time. I'm going to come like I never have before, he said to himself. Just see if I-don't.
He could feel her having her own orgasm, and he could feel her come washing down all over his cock.
He could feel the come building up inside his cock and he could feel his whole body start to shake the way it always did just before he had an orgasm. Then his whole body really began to shake the way it always did when he was having an orgasm, and his orgasm had started.
The come gushed out of him like oil out of a new well. He could feel it coming in spurts, and then in a steady stream, and then in spurts again. He could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter inside and that just caused his cock to pump out more and more come. He could feel every last drop of come draining right out of him.
Her cunt was sucking the come right out of him. It was sucking out every last drop. Then he had felt that before and with both Mary and Linda. No doubt he would feel that way with Ruth and Patricia. Right now though he was feeling that way with Diane, and that was all that mattered now.
How he had felt before with Mary and Linda, and how he would feel in the future with Ruth and Patricia didn't matter to him now. What mattered to him was how he felt with Diane, this vibrating little cunt that he had his throbbing cock well into, and he had it in to the hilt, and he was keeping it there.
He could feel her coming again, and that's when he felt himself coming again. He could feel himself exploding one more time, and it seemed like the last time he would ever come in his life. He felt his cock splitting right down the middle, and that was fine with him.
He buried his face in her shoulder and he began digging his teeth right into her. He could feel her teeth digging right into his shoulder as well. He felt her heaving tits under his hairy chest, and he could feel her digging her heels into his ass. He pressed her down into the bed just as hard as he could then.
He seemed to explode one last time, and so did she, and they both lay perfectly still. When all the come had drained out of both of them, he rolled off her and onto his back. He could feel his breathing getting more and more rapid, and he could hear her gasping for breath beside him.
"How do you feel?" he asked. "Like I'm floating," she replied. "How do you feel?"
"The same," he replied.
"My cunt feels so sore," she said.
"So does my cock."
"It's a good soreness."
"I know."
She pressed her thigh into his just as hard as she could.
"You're so hard all over," she said. "It was like having a huge animal on top of me."
"Did you like having a huge animal on top of you?" he then asked.
"I certainly did," she replied.
"Do you want that huge animal on top of you again?" he asked, reaching up and cupping her breast in his hand.
"I certainly would," she replied, reaching down and grabbing his wilted prick in her hand.
"You're a little whore just like your sisters," he said.
"How else should I be?" she asked.
"I don't know," he replied.
"Don't you want me to be a whore like my sisters?" she then asked, as she began to pull on his cock.
Peter could feel his cock getting hard again.
"Yes," he moaned, feeling the shivers go all through him. "That's exactly how I want you to be."
"Then don't complain," she said, pulling on him all the harder.
"I'm not complaining," he said.
"What are you doing then?" she asked.
"I'm getting you to be, more whorish," he said.
"More?" she asked.
"Much more," he replied.
"Anything you say," she said.
He felt her leaning over him then, and he felt her running her tongue along the head of his cock. Then she was running her tongue up and down the whole length of his cock. She was going right after his balls with her tongue. She was licking his balls all over, and she was making them swell right up.
He could feel her taking his balls right in her mouth and then he felt her running her tongue up and down the length of his cock again.
"Keep that up," he moaned from way down his throat.
He didn't even have to say it because he could tell that she meant to do just that. He could feel her tongue going all over his cock and again, all over his balls. Pretty soon she was taking his cock right into her mouth and she was sucking on it. She's only thirteen, he said to himself, and she's never sucked a cock in her life. Look how good she is!
The fact that she was thirteen and that she had never sucked a cock before really turned him on more than he was. He could feel the shivers going all through his body and he wanted to explode right there. That's when he grabbed her by the legs and pulled her right over on top of him.
He could feel her pussy coming right down over his open mouth, and at the same time he could feel her taking his cock into her mouth. He began to suck on her pussy at the same time that she took his cock in her mouth and began to really suck on it. They were going at each other like animals now.
Peter could feel his cock throbbing already, and he could feel that she was making it throb more and more. Just wait until I come, he said to himself. I'll come so much you won't be able to keep it all in your mouth, and right after he thought that he felt the come shooting out of his cock and into her eager mouth.
CHAPTER SEVEN
She drank down his come as if it was a matter of life and death. Maybe that's, just what it was to her. She was draining his cock and he could feel her squeezing out every last drop. He could feel himself getting weaker and weaker, but he managed to drain her cunt of all its come.
For some reason Peter felt especially weak. He could feel his cock going limp in her mouth. Then he drifted off into a deep sleep.
Diane could feel him drifting off and she rolled off him. She raised herself to her knees and she looked down at his lifeless body. A smile came across her face.
"I really did you in, didn't I?" she said out loud, the smile on her face becoming broader.
Quietly and slowly she got off the bed. She walked out of her bedroom silently, closing the door behind her. She could hear the front door opening and she walked to the head of the stairs. It was Linda.
"Hello," Diane said in a low, sexy voice.
Linda looked up just then and she caught sight of her naked younger sister.
"Guess what I've been doing," Diane then blurted out, "and guess who I've been doing it with."
Linda didn't have to guess. From the looks of .things, it was pretty obvious what was going on.
"Where is he now?" Linda asked, sitting down on the sofa.
Diane made her way down the stairs very slowly, letting her hand run along the railing.
"He's in my room asleep," Diane replied. "I guess I was too much for him. Did he fall asleep after you sucked him?"
Diane was now in the living room.
"He didn't have time to fall asleep on me," Linda snapped. "Besides, I was able to hold his interest."
Diane was standing behind the couch now. "What's the matter?" Diane teased. "Don't tell me you're jealous!"
Linda gave a short laugh. "Me, jealous?" she snapped. "Jealous of what?"
"I don't see him chasing after you any more," Diane said. "Not since that first time, anyway."
"If I went up there right now, he'd take me and you know it," Linda said. "He'd take any one of us."
"Maybe," Diane said, "but I'm sure that after this afternoon he'll prefer me over the rest of you." '
"Oh, is that so?" Linda said, her temper rising more and more.
"Yes," Diane said, "that's so."
Linda jumped to her feet and whirled around to face her sister. "Just what makes you think a stupid thing like that?" Linda blared out.
"It's not a stupid thing, and you know it," Diane shot back at her. "It's just that you're too jealous and too dumb to admit it. I'm just a better fuck than you are, and I give a better blow job. That's all."
"You think so, do you?" Linda yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Well, don't believe me," Diane replied very softly. "Go up and ask him. I'm sure he'll tell you the same thing."
Linda tore at her clothes, ripping them right off her body and threw the torn shreds all over the room.
"I'm not going to ask him anything," she said. "I'm going up there and get my answer another way. I'm going to get my answer my way."
Linda made her way for the stairs, but Diane bolted to the stairs and stood in her path.
"You're not going up there," she said. "And why not?" Linda asked. "I won't allow you in my room," Diane replied.
"What's the matter?" Linda asked, feeling she now had the upper hand. "Are you afraid I'll find out that all your talk is hot air?"
"I'm not afraid of anything," Diane snapped.
"Then get out of my way and prove it," Linda said.
"I told you," Diane said, more firmly this time, "you're not going up to my room."
"Then I'll wake him and take him to my room," Linda said. "Will that make you feel better?"
"Get away from here," Diane said as forcefully as she knew how.
"Afraid I'll show you up?" Linda teased.
Just then, Diane gave Linda a shove and Linda almost fell to the floor.
"You just better listen to me," Diane screamed.
"Why, you miserable cunt!" Linda shrieked.
Linda charged Diane, and the two girls wrestled each other to the floor. They kicked and swung out at each other, both of them screaming at the top of their lungs. They bit, punched, scratched, and tore at each other's hair. They rolled across the living room, one of them on top for a while, and then the other.
Linda finally got the upper hand. She was bigger and stronger. She pinned Diane to the floor, sitting right up on her stomach.
"Get off me, you bitch!" Diane yelled.
"What's the matter," Linda asked, "can't you take it?"
Diane was still struggling, but it didn't do her any good. She couldn't budge Linda.
"I'll kill you," Diane then said.
"You just tried that, sister," Linda said, applying more and more pressure.
Just then Linda began to laugh out loud.
"What's so funny?" Diane demanded, feeling her anger rise even more than it had already.
Linda could not reply. She was laughing too hard. She was almost in hysterics.
"Stop it!" Diane screamed, feeling the laughter echo in her head.
Linda kept right on laughing. In doing so, she let up on Diane, and Diane was able to push her off. Diane jumped to her feet and stood looking down at Linda who was doubled up in fits on the floor.
"I said, cut it out!" Diane screamed over and over again, her face turning a bright red.
Diane could feel her whole body shaking with rage. Right then she kicked out at Linda with her bare foot. She caught Linda right in the stomach, but still Linda kept on laughing.
Kane kicked her again, and this time she kicked her a lot harder.
Linda let out a moan, and Diane just kept kicking her after that. Diane was kicking Linda in the stomach, in her pussy, in her tits, and even in her face. Linda just lay there taking it, feeling the pain go all through her body. Diane could feel the excitement building in her loins as she continued to kick out at Linda's defenseless body. She could feel her tits heaving up and down, and she could feel a twitching in her cunt.
Diane could feel her body building up to an orgasm, and that made her kick out at Linda all the more frantically. Diane could feel her sex juices building up in her cunt, and then she could feel them flowing right out of her. She could feel them running down her thighs and then onto her legs.
Her cunt was really throbbing then. She could feel it burning up inside. She was getting more and more worked up. Finally, she let out a gasp and fell to the floor clutching at her pulsating twat with both hands. The agony that was sweeping through her body made her cry out again and again.
She felt herself going mad almost, but she had no control over herself at that point. She got her finger right up inside her pussy and began working it in and out just as fast as she could. She could feel herself coming even more then. She could feel the hot flesh of her cunt with her finger and that excited her to no end.
She felt her body heaving in every direction at once, and then she let out another agonized scream as her second orgasm began, this one much greater than the first. She could feel her head going around and around in circles, and. she could feel herself blacking out.
Linda, who had been watching all this, began to finger her own cunt, and she could feel her own orgasm starting. She was fingering herself just as hard as she thought Diane was fingering herself. Linda felt the come streaming out of her and she also cried out.
Linda rolled over to where Diane was lying on the floor, and began to lick the come off of Diane's thighs. Diane was just barely aware of what Linda was doing to her. Linda was running her tongue all over Diane's thighs, and then she got her mouth right up against Diane's pussy.
Linda moved until she was kneeling down between Diane's legs, and then she lifted Diane's legs over her shoulders and pressed her tongue right into the soft, wet folds of Diane's gushing cunt. The come was just streaming out of Diane's hot twat, and Linda began to drink down as much of it as she could.
She could feel Diane's legs tightening around her neck and that's when she grabbed wildly for Diane's ass. She began to rub both of Diane's ass cheeks, and then she began to run her finger along the whole length of Diane's ass crack. That seemed to make Diane come to a little more.
Then Linda plunged her finger right into Diane's asshole, and that sent a shiver through Diane's body that seemed to bring her to completely. Linda's sucking on Diane's cunt made Diane even more dizzy than she was. Linda was getting her tongue right into Diane's cunt, and she was working it in and out just as fast as she could.
Diane was on the verge of orgasm again, and Linda knew that, and that made her suck on her sister all the harder. Diane shook violently then, and that's when she really did black out. Linda didn't know that. She was too busy lapping up the come as it flowed out of Diane's twitching pussy.
When she had drained Diane of all her come, she let Diane's legs fall to the floor. It was then that she noticed that Diane had blacked out. Linda got to her feet smiling. She felt warm inside. Very warm indeed. Slowly, she made her way to the stairs, and even more slowly, she made her way up the stairs.
She was standing in front of the door to Diane's room and she was wondering if she should go in. The other day she had felt a great sense of shame after her sex session with her father. Since then she had been avoiding him on purpose.
She hadn't wanted to see him ever again, but she knew there would have to come the time when she would have to face him again. She might as well get it over with. But what would happen? Would she just suck him again?
Would she just let him fuck her again?
Probably, and would she then feel even greater shame? Probably. Did she feel any shame about what just happened with Diane? Some. Would she feel more the more she thought about it? No doubt. Linda could feel herself getting sick to her stomach. I'm dirty, she thought.
She had to get it over with. She opened the door and walked into the bedroom. Her father was still asleep on the bed. He looked so peaceful and so child-like. She walked over to the side of the bed and looked down at his naked body. His limp cock hung down on his leg.
She reached over and touched it. It felt so soft. The last time she had touched it, it had been anything but soft. It had been as hard as a rock, and it had been as big as a telephone pole. Or at least that was how it had seemed to her.
It had gone up inside her like a spear and it had made her insides as soft as jelly. It had made her whole body burn. It had made her feel things that she didn't know possible. She could almost feel his cock in her now as she just stood there thinking about it.
Actually, all she had been able to think about these past few days was her father's cock. She seemed to see it everywhere she went. She had dreamed about it every night. Last night she had dreamed that he was chasing her down this long tunnel. He kept getting closer and closer.
She kept looking over her shoulder and she saw how his cock was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed to be reaching right out towards her. It was getting closer and closer to her, and finally it was pressed up right against her ass. Then she felt it slipping right into her asshole.
She felt all of it going inside her, and there was at least ten feet of it. It all went inside her asshole though, and it made her cry out in pain. She had felt him on top of her then, and she had felt him ramming his cock in and out of her asshole with all his might.
He didn't let up for a second, and she found that she didn't want him to let up. She didn't want him to let up at all. She wanted him to fuck her just as hard as he possibly could, and that was just what he was doing. He was fucking her just as hard as he possibly could.
This morning when she had woke up, the sheet under her was soaked through with her come. Her whole bed seemed to be soaked with it. There was come all over her thighs, and all over both her hands. She must have been fingering herself in her sleep. She had felt as limp as an old rag.
She had similar dreams every night ever since that one morning in the shower. She couldn't dream about anything else, and she couldn't think about anything else. Now she had to get him out of her system once and for all. She knew that was impossible.
I'm doomed, she said to herself, as she began to stroke his cock. She was stroking it very gently at first, and then she applied a little more pressure. Not much more, but a little more. She thought she felt it stirring somewhat. Then she looked up at his face and saw that he was waking up.
He was waking up slowly, and she could feel his cock getting harder now. She began to stroke it all the harder then, and that woke him up completely. She could feel his cock growing into a full erection then, and she could feel it getting rock-hard, the way she remembered it from before.
He was fully awake now and he was looking up at her. She bit her lip, knowing she wouldn't be able to stop this now that she had started.
"I hate you!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
With that, she lunged for his cock with her open mouth. She was half on the bed and half off. All that mattered was that she could get at his cock. She just had to get at that cock of his. She had to get at it and lick it and suck, it and feel that come of his gushing into her mouth.
She had to feel his cock filling up her mouth, and then she had to feel his come filling up her mouth. She had to feel both those things, and at the same time. She wanted every single bit of him that she could, and she meant to get all that she now wanted.
She was running her tongue up and down the length of his cock, and she was grabbing at his balls with one hand and with the other hand she was grabbing at his ass. She went right after his asshole with her finger, and she worked her finger right into his asshole as quickly as she could..
That made him gasp, and when she began to suck on his balls, that also made him gasp. Everything she did to him made him gasp. As she sucked on his balls, she squeezed the head of his cock in her hand. She squeezed it just as hard as she could. She wanted to hurt him as well.
She could tell that she was hurting him, and that made her feel good inside. It made her feel real good inside. She moved her mouth then so that she was back licking his cock, and then she took the head of his cock right into her mouth, and began to suck on that.
She was sucking on it just as hard as she could, and she could feel how red-hot it was becoming. That just made her mouth all the hotter than it already was. She could feel the head of his cock getting bigger and bigger all the time, or at least it felt that way to her.
She could feel his whole cock getting bigger and bigger all the time. She was still working her finger in and out of his asshole, and now she was working it in and out of his asshole even harder than she had been. She was working it in to the hilt, and she could feel how much he liked that.
Peter lay back, moaning way down in his throat. He could feel her trying to get his whole cock in her mouth. Of course she couldn't. His cock was too big for her to do that. But she was trying just the same.
He could feel his cock way back in her throat, and he could feel her almost gagging because of it. Still she sucked on him, and it felt to him as if she was sucking on him even harder now. He seemed to feel her tongue everywhere at once, and it felt as if it was stabbing right through his cock.
He could feel her finger working itself in and out of his asshole, and that sent shivers all through his body, and that made him really shake all over. He could feel her nail tearing into his skin, and he could feel himself starting to bleed, He felt his orgasm beginning and that made all the pain worthwhile.
His come shot out into her mouth and she drank it down greedily. She just couldn't get enough of him and he could sense that. And she could sense that he could sense that. She felt his come pumping into her mouth, and she swallowed it down as fast as she could.
She could feel it running down her throat and all the way to her stomach. She could feel it making her whole insides burn up. She was bursting inside, just as he was bursting inside her mouth. She could feel her own orgasm beginning, and she felt the come running down her thighs.
Peter let out or. yell after another. At one point he managed to say something. "Suck!" he yelled.
And that was the only word that came out of his mouth. She bore down on him all the harder, and she could feel that his cock wasn't about to get soft. The come had stopped coming out of him for the most part, and only a few drops trickled out from time to time, but his cock was throbbing again, and she knew that he was building up to another orgasm.
Peter could also feel that he was building up to another orgasm, and that was fine with him. He wanted to come again. He wanted to come as often as he could. That was all he wanted to do. He wanted to come and keep coming just as long as possible. If he had his way, he would just lie here for the rest of his life, pumping more and more come into her mouth or any one of his daughter's mouths for that matter.
Right now it didn't matter to him which one it was, just so long as it was one of them. Right now it was Linda, but a little earlier it had been Diane, and last night it had been Mary. Who would it be later in the day? Ruth? Patricia? He hadn't touched those two yet.
Diane had really drained him earlier, but apparently there was still a lot of life left in him. He could go on for hours, and he was glad of that. Especially now when he felt himself exploding in Linda's mouth again.
"Suck harder," he groaned.
Linda couldn't make out what he had said, but then she wasn't listening. She was too busy sucking on his cock to listen to anything he had to say. She could feel his hot seed filling her mouth again and again, and that made her warm all over. She could feel the hot flashes going all through her body, and that made her shake to the point where she thought she was going to break wide open.
She felt the last few drops of his come, and that's when she let him. His cock was still hard and there was a drop of come on the head of it. She could feel some of his come still in her mouth, and she could feel a few drops of his come oozing out both sides of her mouth.
"I still hate you," she said.
"Why do you hate me?" he asked.
"For making me lust after you," she replied.
"I've never made you lust after me," he said.
"That's a lie and you know it," she spit out. "And how do I make you lust after me?" he asked.
"You know damn well how you make me lust after you," she said.
"But how?" he asked. "Tell me how."
"I don't have to tell you how," she screamed at the top of her lungs, "because you already know. And stop tormenting me this way."
"You can always turn around and walk right out of this room," he said. "I won't stop you. And this never has to happen again."
"It's that simple, isn't it?" she asked.
"It's that simple," he replied.
"It may be that simple for you, but it's not that simple for me," she cried, the tears filling her eyes.
"And why not?" he asked.
"Because when I'm not with you I think of you being with Mary," she said, "and now I'll have to think about you're being with Diane also. And someday it'll be Ruth, and then Patricia. I know you don't need me. I mean, you have four other daughters to pick from.
"And that's the reason I need you so much. I need you because I know I'll never mean anything special to you. You don't care which one of us blows you, just so long as it's one of us. But I do care. I don't want the other four blowing you, and yet I know there's nothing I can do about it."
With that Diane fell on her knees on the floor, crying hysterically. She could feel the anguish in her body, and it was consuming every part of her.
"I hate you, you bastard, she managed to say with much difficulty. "I hate you so much I can't stay away from you And that makes me hate you all the more."
Peter got to his feet and looked down at her with disgust.
"You make me sick," hi said. "I'd throw you out of the house right now if you weren't my daughter."
And when he was finished, saying that he lifted her to her feet and slapped her hard across the face. He slapped her over and over again and then he pushed her against the wall.
"You asked for this," he said.
He pinned her to the wall then, her stomach pressing against the cold surface. She could feel his hard, throbbing cock pressing into the crack of her ass, and she knew what he was going to do.
"Oh no," she moaned. "Not in the ass, it'll hurt. Please not in the ass."
Now she could feel the head of his cock pressing right against the entrance to her asshole. Already she could feel the pain. She already felt as if it was killing her.
"I'll" tell mother," she said as a final warning, knowing full well that wouldn't deter him.
And it didn't. It just made him that much more anxious to drive his cock into her, and that's just what he did, and she felt a wave of pain go through her that seemed to snub all the senses. She could feel his cock penetrating her asshole to the hilt, and then she felt him pulling it out again.
As he pulled his cock out of her, she began to feel more and more pain. Her tight little asshole didn't seem so tight anymore, but it still wasn't big enough. Peter could feel that also, and he meant to make it big enough. He drove his cock into her again, and this time he seemed to stretch it out a little more.
"I really will tell mother," she said.
"Go ahead," he challenged her. "Go ahead. See if I care!"
And after that he just kept ramming his cock in and out of her asshole until he could feel the come shooting out of his cock. She could feel his come filling her up inside, and she could feel it oozing out of her asshole and running down her asscheeks. She also felt one of his hands grabbing at her cunt, and the other hand grabbing for her tits.
He was bruising both her tits and her cunt. He was manipulating her nipple between his fingers, and he was causing her considerable pain that way. He was causing her more pain than she had ever felt in her life. Then she felt his fingers working themselves up inside her cunt, and he was causing her pain there as well.
First he just got one finger inside her, then two, and then three. He was working them in and out of her just as fast as he could, and just as hard as he could. He was forcing her to the brink of orgasm, and she was trying to fight it. She didn't want to have an orgasm. Not this way.
He was causing her to have an orgasm out of spite, and she didn't want to have an orgasm that way. But there was nothing she could do about it. She could feel his fingers stirring up her sex juices, and then she could feel them flowing right out of her.
She shook violently. It was the most painful orgasm she had ever had in her life. As she felt more and more come flowing out of her, she felt more and more pain. She could feel her whole body vibrating from anger and humiliation. At the same time she felt a certain perverse pleasure from what was happening to her.
She could feel the lust in her loins just building and building. It would always be there and there was just nothing she could do about it. She wept more and more, and she could feel his cock driving deeper and deeper into her asshole. She could feel him exploding again, and again.
It seemed as if he would never stop. All this time he was still driving his three fingers up inside her cunt, and he was still making her tits burn with pain and pleasure.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You'll remember this day as long as you live," Peter growled in Linda's ear.
And Linda knew he was right. The shock of his statement seemed to be too much for her though, and she fainted. Peter lifted her in his arms and carried her to her own room where he just threw her on the bed. Linda didn't even stir as she hit the bed. She was out cold.
Peter gave her one last look and then made his way downstairs. He saw Diane sitting on the couch. She looked dazed, as if she had just awakened. And that was just what she had done.
"Where am I?" she asked, not knowing Peter was in the same room with her.
"Where do you think?" Peter asked, sitting down next to her and putting his arm around her shoulders, and pulling her towards him gently.
Diane rested her head on his chest.
"Now I know where I am," she cooed.
"What happened down here?" Peter then asked, looking around the living room, and seeing torn bits of clothing all over the floor.
"Linda and I had a fight," Diane said, letting her hand run down to Peter's groin area.
"I can see that," Peter laughed.
Diane's hand was right on his cock now, and he could feel his cock stirring again.
"It's not what you think," Diane said. "She tore off her own clothes, but I gave her a good beating. You can bet on that."
"I'm sure you did," he replied, reaching down and fondling one of her tits.
"Are you mad because I did that?" she asked, stroking his cock and his balls.
"Not at all," he replied, as he got her nipple between his two fingers and pinched at it.
Diane felt her nipple getting rigid just then, and a warm feeling went all through her.
"Do you like me better than you like her?" Diane asked.
"Of course I do," Peter replied.
"Am I a better fuck than she is?" Diane then asked.
"Much better," Peter replied.
"Did I suck you better than she did?" Diane inquired next.
"Much better," Peter answered.
"I'm better in every way, aren't I?" Diane asked.
"You certainly are," he replied, moving his hand to her other tit, and squeezing that nipple until it was rigid and a bright red.
"I hope you always like me best," she then said.
"I'm sure I always will," he said.
That was all Diane had to hear, and Peter knew it. She went right down on him, running her tongue all over the head of his cock.
"That's just the way to do it," he moaned. "You're doing just fine."
She was running her tongue up and down the length of his cock now, and he could feel the chills going all through his body. She was applying more and more pressure, and he could feel more and more chills going all through his body. He could feel his cock getting harder and harder, and he could feel her saliva running down the whole length of it.
Her saliva made his cock feel hot and cold at the same time and it sent waves of pain and pleasure all through his body.
"Bite me," he then said. "Bite me hard."
And she did just what he asked her to. She bit the head of his cock, and she bit it as hard as she could. That sent a wave of pain through him that made him scream out at the top of his lungs. The pain seemed to stop his whole body from functioning in any capacity.
He pushed his cock farther into her mouth, and he could feel her tongue all over him. It seemed to be everywhere at once. He could feel her mouth moving back and forth on his cock. He could feel it taking in as much of his cock as she possibly could. He could feel it sending more and more waves through him that just made him more and more dizzy.
He closed his eyes and imagined that he was' really fucking her in the cunt. He felt her soft cunt flesh closing in around his cock, and he could feel how hot and sticky it was. She was soaked clear through, and she was getting wetter and wetter all the time.
He could feel how her flesh was opening and closing all around him. He could feel how it was making his cock hotter and hotter inside. He could feel his cock throbbing more and more. He could feel how he was going to explode any second now. He could feel the come building itself into a knot in his cock.
The knot was getting tighter and tighter. It couldn't get any tighter, and that's when it just broke loose, and he felt the come shooting out of him, making his whole body ache with a delirious, and much wanted type of pain. This was exactly how he wanted to feel.
He could feel her mouth draining the come right out of him. He could feel it sucking on him as if his cock was a straw and she was trying to get the last two drops at the bottom of the glass. Her mouth was a furnace and his cock was the poker. He was stoking her fire, and she was feeding his.
They were making each other hot. Diane could feel how hot she was. The more come that shot up into her mouth, the hotter she became. She could feel it running down her throat and all the way to her stomach. She could feel her body tingling inside and outside.
That's when she felt his strong hands on her ass. He was rubbing her ass cheeks just as hard as he could. He brought one of his hand up to her tit and began squeezing it, but he was still rubbing her ass with his other hand. He was squeezing the flesh as hard as he could, and then he was rubbing his finger along the whole length of her ass crack.
He was digging his finger right into her, and she could feel his nail tearing away at her skin. He didn't have much of a nail, but it was enough to tear open part of her flesh. It was enough to make her bleed some. Then he began rimming her asshole, and that sent chills through her.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then he drove his finger right into her asshole. He drove it in very slowly at first, and once he had it in to the hilt, he began to pull it out again. He pulled it out even more slowly than he had pushed it into her.
She felt a quivering sensation in her asshole that she hadn't felt before. It seemed to start at her asshole and go all through her body. She could feel him driving his finger back into her asshole at that point and that made the quivering feeling that much more intense.
His other hand was all over one of her tits, and he was squeezing at it with all his might. He was making her tit swell up, and she could feel how hot he was making it also. He was making her skin tingle and he was making it burn at the same time. He was making her tit feel as hot as her mouth.
With her mouth she was keeping his cock rock hard, and she was making him build towards another orgasm. She was sucking on him so hard now that it was almost as if she was trying to suck his cock right off him.
Her mouth seemed to be going right through his cock. He could feel her lips pressing into him so hard that he thought they were going to break his cock in two. He could feel his new orgasm building up inside him. It was a painful experience for some reason.
The closer he got to orgasm, the more pain he felt. He yelled out at the top of his lungs, but that just made the pain that much greater. There was nothing he could do to drive away the pain he felt right now. He was ramming his finger in and out of her asshole all the harder because of this pain that she was causing him.
He could feel her hands on his balls and he could feel how she was making them swell up.
That's when he pulled his finger out of her asshole and moved it down between her legs. He touched her wet cunt lips gently at first, and then he began rubbing at them with all his might.
He was rubbing her clit as well, and he could feel her cunt juices flowing already. He could feel her clit getting harder and more inflamed. He moved his finger right into her soft, juicy cunt, and he worked it all the way inside her. He pulled it out slowly so she would get the full effect, and he could feel that she was getting the full effect.
She was getting more than the full effect. He could feel her whole body trembling, and he could feel her orgasm beginning. That's when he got two fingers up inside her cunt, and began working them in and out just as hard as he could. When he felt her orgasm starting, he began working three fingers in and out of her.
Her come was flowing out of her like hot lava out of a volcano. There was that much of it, and it was flowing out that fast. He could feel his come trickling out of the head of his cock then, a few drops at a time. That was just a warning though. After that the come just gushed out of him.
She went wild at that point, feeling her own orgasm, and now drinking down his. She was sucking madly on his cock, making sure that she kept all his come in her mouth. He could feel all her come all over his fingers, and all down on his hand, and on his wrist as well.
Her come was sticky and hot, and he was sure that his come felt the same way to her. I bet you love it, he said to himself. I'll bet you can't get enough of it. Well, all you have to do is ask for it, and I'll give you all you want. He was sure he knew what her reaction to that would be.
He kept working his three fingers in and out of her cunt, and she kept on sucking on him. She was a mad person at that point, and so was he. He seemed a little more in control of himself than she did though. She had no control whatsoever, and he had enough control to see that.
She was working her mouth back and forth on his cock feverishly, and that's what kept him hard. His cock didn't have a chance to get soft. She had no intention of letting him get soft. No intention at all. She was going to keep him hard just as long as she could.
That was fine with him, too, because he wanted to stay hard just as long as he could. He wanted to have a hard-on for the rest of his life. He wanted to walk around all day with a stiff prick. Nothing would make him happier. Nothing except perhaps a lifelong blow-job.
He realized now that he liked getting a blow-job better than he liked fucking. There was something about a blow-job that did something to him that nothing else could. He wasn't sure what it was though, and right now he didn't care why he liked it best. He just knew that he did.
Her mouth must be tired by now, he thought, but she was still sucking on him at a frantic pace. She was working her mouth all over him, and she was making his cock burn more and more. She was grabbing at his balls just as hard as she could, and she was making them burn as well.
Diane could feel her whole body being consumed by the warmth of his come. It was spreading through every single part of her. It was reaching way down inside her very being and it was making her ache for him more and more. I'll never want to suck another cock as long as I live, she thought.
She could feel his fingers and what they were doing to her cunt, and she could feel that she was on the verge of another orgasm. She felt the pressure mounting inside her, and then it became too much for her to bear. That's when the come started pouring out of her again.
She really bore into his cock then, and that's when his orgasm tore loose in her mouth. She drained every last drop out of him, as he fingered every last drop out of her. She lay limp across his lap. She still had his cock in her mouth, and she could still feel his fingers deep inside her.
He pulled his fingers out of her cunt at the same time that she let his cock slip from her mouth. She sat up on the couch and looked out across the room. She could feel his thigh pressing against hers and she could hear his heavy breathing, but right then she couldn't see him.
"How do you feel?" she heard him ask. "Like I'm going to keep on exploding," she said.
"I feel the same way," he said.
"Maybe we should go upstairs," she said.
"What for?" he asked.
"The others might come home," she said.
"So what?" he said.
"Do you want them to see us?" she asked. "I don't care," he replied. "I do," she said. "Why?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I just know that I do. I'm going upstairs to my room. Are you coming?"
"As soon as I get my strength back," he replied.
Diane got to her feet and made her way to the foot of the stairs.
"I feel like I could sleep for a year," she said, as she began to walk up the stairs.
"So do I," he said.
"I'll probably be asleep when you come up," she said. "Try not to wake me."
"I won't," he said.
He heard her footsteps dying away, and then he didn't hear them anymore. He continued to sit on the couch, but finally he lay down on it full length. His cock hung limp on his thigh and he could feel a few drops of come trickling out of it yet. He could feel himself getting weaker and weaker, and he thought he was about to pass out.
He didn't quite pass out, but he came awfully close to it. So close that when Ruth came into the house she thought he was asleep. She looked at him and then she went up to her room. Peter saw Ruth come in, and he wanted to say something to her, but he didn't have the strength.
When she was gone he tried to sit up, but he couldn't. That's when he heard the phone ring. He reached behind him to the end table and lifted the receiver off the hook. He slowly brought it around so that the mouthpiece was near his mouth.
"Hello," he said very softly.
"Did I wake you up?" his wife asked.
"Yes," he replied, "you woke me."
"Were you dreaming about my cunt?" she asked.
"Yes," he lied, "I was dreaming about your cunt."
"What were you dreaming about it?" she asked.
"I was dreaming that I was sucking it out," he said.
"Oh," she said in a high pitched voice, "I can almost feel you doing it."
"I was getting my tongue way up inside your slimy pussy," he went on, "and I was making you come like you never have before."
"Stop it," she moaned, "I can feel my cunt twitching like mad already."
"I was moving my tongue all around inside your cunt," he continued, not paying any attention to what she was saying to him, "and I was making your soft flesh even softer, and I was making it twice as wet as it's ever been."
"Please stop," she moaned, "I'm coming."
"I made you come five times without stopping," he went on. "Five times."
"I can't stand it," she said. "I'm going to hang up."
"I made your cunt ache for my cock and when I shoved my cock inside you, you really came," Peter said, as he grabbed for his cock and pulled on it.
"I should hang up on you," she moaned. "You know what I'm doing? I'm fingering myself. Please tell me you're jerking off. Please. Are you?"
Peter didn't answer her right away. He just moaned into the phone as loud as he could. All this time he was pulling on his cock just as hard as he could.
"I can hear you jerking off," she groaned into the phone. "I can hear it. Can you hear me fingering myself?"
He could hear her heavy sighs, and that's when he heard her gasp. She must be having her orgasm, he thought to himself. She must be.
"I'm coming," she moaned. "I really am. I'm coming all over the place."
Peter could feel his cock erupting in his head.
"So am I," he moaned. "So am I."
"I've got to hang up now," she moaned.
And with that she did hang up. Peter still hung the receiver in his hand. He thought he could still hear her. Then he did hear a voice on the other end. It was Ruth's voice.
"I'm up here," she said. "I heard the whole conversation. You're both perverts."
And with that she hung up. Peter heard the loud click in his ear. He couldn't move just yet no matter how much he wanted to. He lifted his hand off his cock and saw all the come all over it. Then he began to run his fingers in and out of his mouth, moving his tongue all over them.
He lapped up all the come off his fingers, and off the rest of his hand as well. He tasted how bitter it was, and how sweet it was at the same time. He finally put the receiver back on the phone. He heard footsteps on the stairs, but he couldn't get up to see who it was. He just lay there waiting to see if they would come over by the couch so he could see whoever it was.
It was Ruth. She came over by the couch and looked at him. She had a small suitcase in her hand.
"I'm leaving this house," she announced. "I won't live with perverts. I saw what you did to Diane and Linda, and I saw what you did to Mary the other day. And hearing you with Mother on the phone just now really turned my stomach. I'm getting out of here, and I'm getting as far away from you people as I can."
With that she turned and left. Peter wanted to yell at her to stop, but he couldn't. He couldn't do anything. He closed his eyes then, and that's when he fell asleep. When he woke up it was late at night. He jumped to his feet. Ruth? Had he been dreaming?
He ran up to her room. No, he wasn't dreaming. She had left. He ran to his bedroom and got dressed just as quickly as he could. Where could she have gone? Where? Was she in the city someplace? Had she gone to a friend's house? Where could she have gone? Should he try calling some people?
He didn't want to do that. He had to take the chance that he could find her. It was a big chance to take, but he had to take it. What would his wife say if she came home and found Ruth missing? How would he ever be able to explain? The truth would come out then, and he-would really be in trouble.
He just had to find Ruth, and he had to find her fast. And he had to have a long talk with her. He had to tell himself that would make her change her mind about him. But what could that be? He ran down the stairs, out of the house, and into the garage. It was pitch black out.
He got into his car, started the engine, and backed out onto the street. He gunned the engine and the car took off, squealing all the way. He was going just as fast as he could, but where was he going? He would look all over the city first. Or as much of it as he could.
He went up and down one street after another. Sometimes he thought he saw someone who looked like her, but when he got closer, he would see that it was someone else. It was never Ruth. It was getting later and later, and he was panic stricken. What was he going to do? Call the police?
No, he couldn't do that. Suppose they found her, and she told them why she had run away? No, he couldn't have that. He just had to find her all by himself. But how? He didn't have any idea where to look. No idea at all. She could be anyplace by now. She could be in another town.
Another town? Maybe that's what she meant when she said she wanted to get as far away as possible. Of course she would head for another town. She would be on the highway. Maybe she would be hitching a ride. Maybe she had already gotten a ride. He started for the city limits.
He was probably too late, but this was his last chance. He had to take it. He reached the city limits in no time and then he really stepped on the gas. He was going sixty, then seventy, then eighty, then ninety, and then a hundred. But wait a minute, he said to himself, unless she got a ride, she couldn't have gotten that far.
After all she was just a kid. How fast could she walk anyway? And there was all that distance to walk before she even got out of the city. He slowed down as quickly as he could. He kept looking over at the side of the road as he sped along. Nothing. No one was out hitching tonight.
Then he saw a small, solitary figure way up in the distance. That just had to be her. He drove up closer and closer. It was a little girl. She was thumbing. She held out her hand. It was too dark for her to make out the kind of car it was. She wouldn't know it was him until he was right up on top of her.
He could see her now. It was her. Yes, that's just who it was. He pulled off the road. She could see the car now. She turned and started to run. She ran into the woods. He got out of the car quickly and started to run after her. He called out her name again and again.
She was running just as fast as she could, and she had a good head start on him. He could tell he was getting older now. He was out of breath already. Besides he had had a lot of sex today. He was still worn out from that. He yelled out her name, and that took some strength.
He stopped yelling out her name and just ran then. He was in the woods, and he could barely see. He could feel bushes rubbing against his leg, and scratching him right through his pants. Once or twice a thin tree branch swiped him across the face, and he felt it cut his skin and make him bleed.
He could hear her up ahead of him. She was breathing hard, and she was getting weaker. He could sense that. He felt as if he was catching up. Suddenly he heard her fall. She let out a scream. What was it? What had happened? He finally caught up to her.
She had tripped over a fallen tree and she was laid out on the ground. She was spread-eagle and her dress had ridden up to her ass. She was out cold, but he could hear her heavy breathing. He bent down and picked her up, but he didn't have the strength to carry her back to the car.
That was a good distance, and he knew that he would never make it. That's when he looked up and saw the small cabin up ahead. It was a shack really, but it was better than nothing. Did anyone live there? Well, he would soon find out. He was sure he could carry her that far.
He held her in his arms, and just managed to get inside the small shack. He kicked open the door, which didn't need to be kicked that hard. He was in luck because the cabin was empty. And he was in luck again. There was a cot over in one corner.
He lay Ruth down on the cot very gently. She seemed to be coming to, and he sat down on the side of the cot and began to rub her hands and then her feet. He took out his handkerchief and wiped her face with it. She was fully conscious now. She sat up on the cot and looked him right in the eye.
"You dirty pervert," she cried out for the whole world to hear.
"Now cut that out," he said, hoping to calm her down. "You could have gotten yourself killed."
"Good," she said, "I'd rather be dead than live with a pervert."
"Now stop that," he said, feeling his temper rise.-
"What's the matter?" she taunted him. "Can't you stand the truth? Does it hurt that much to know what you really are?"
He couldn't take any more of this. He slapped her hard across the face. The slap echoed and re-echoed through the shack. He could hear her sobbing. He clenched his fists as if that would stop her from crying.
"Well," she sobbed, "what are you waiting for? Why don't you rape me too? That's what you want isn't it? You know you do. You want to rape me just like you raped the others. Well, go ahead. I can't stop you."
Peter could feel his erection. He tried not to get a hard-on but there was nothing he could do about it. He was getting one in spite of himself.
"Well," she went on, "don't just sit there. Fuck me and get it over with. The sooner it's over the better I'll feel. Waiting for it is the worst part. Hurry and get it over with so I won't have to wait anymore.
Peter was on his feet now. , "Why you dirty little whore," he yelled at her. "I know your game. You want to be raped. That's what you've wanted all along." And with that he began to tear off her "You are really asking for this," he went on, and in fact, you are begging for it. You want to be raped. Well, you're going to get just what you want." He had torn all her clothes off her now. "Pervert," she yelled up at him. "No good, rotten pervert." She said it over and over again. She kept saying it as he took off all his own clothes. She kept saying it as he lay on top of her. She kept saying it as he pressed the head of his cock into the soft, warm folds of her cunt. He could feel her moisture and he could feel her legs going around his middle. That was all he needed to feel. He drove his cock right up into her then. "Pervert," she yelled out one last time as she began to move "Pervert," she yelled out one last time as she began to move her hips right along with his.
CHAFFER NINE
Peter drove his cock all the way inside Ruth's tight pussy. Her legs were well around his middle and he could feel her heels digging into his ass. He could feel her body movements matching his own. He could feel her teeth digging into his shoulder then and that turned him on all the more.
The soft flesh of her pussy was clinging to his cock and he could feel how wet and hot it was becoming. That just made his cock all the hotter inside. He pulled his cock almost all the way out and then drove it all the way in again. Ruth could feel the ripples this caused in her cunt.
She could feel how her cunt was quivering and how this made her whole body quiver. She was shaking all over and she grabbed at his back with her hands, digging her nails into his back. She was tearing right into his skin and drawing blood. Peter could feel this and it made him become more animalistic with her.
At the same time she was biting into his shoulder, and he was now biting into her shoulder. She was biting him just as hard as she could, and he was biting her just as hard as he could. He was ramming his cock inside her just as hard as he could at the same time.
Ruth's cunt was stretching out now, and it was his cock that was making it stretch out. He could feel her opening her cunt up wide now, and then he could feel it closing tight all around him. Somehow he moved his legs so that her legs were now in between his. This made her cunt close all around him all the tighter.
He had managed to push her legs down from around his middle and then he had gotten them in between his like they were now. He could feel what a tight channel her cunt formed now. He lifted himself up on the palms of his hands and he looked down between their stomachs and saw his cock going in and out of her.
Every time it came out of her it looked slimier than the time before. He felt a strange sense of excitement as he watched his cock going in and out of her. He looked down at her face, and saw how contorted her facial muscles were. She was straining her facial muscles in every direction at once.
He watched her experiencing all the joy and agony of orgasm. And he could also feel her orgasm, as the cunt juices washed down his cock, He could feel how that was making his cock throb all the more. He was about to explode himself.
As he drove his cock way up inside her again, he felt her cunt muscles close in on him all the tighter. He felt the wet, hot flesh of her cunt, and the soft spongy feel of it sent chills all through his cock that then went all through his body. He was trembling all over.
He drove his cock into her all the harder then, knowing full well that he was hurting her. He could see her pained expression, but he could also see the hidden pleasure that she was getting from the pain he was causing her. She liked it and wanted more. She thrived on the pain.
He moved his legs in between hers now, and he felt her legs going up around his middle again, and then he felt them going straight up in the air. Now he was driving his cock straight down into her. He would lift himself all way up, pulling out his cock very slowly, and then he would fall down into her with all his might, his cock going in to the hilt.
He did this over and over again like a battering ram, and he could feel her trembling all the more because of it, and then he saw how contorted her facial muscles were.
She exploded again and again, and he could feel his own come pumping out of him just as fast as it could.
His cock felt like it was splitting right down the middle and that was fine with him. He could feel the waves of agony that were sweeping right through him, and that just made him ram his cock into her all the harder. He was really letting her have it now, and it was just the way she liked it.
Ruth brought her legs down around his middle, and really began to grind her pussy into his groin. That's it, Peter said to himself. Now you're really doing it. All the time Peter was thinking that this was the fourth of his five daughters that he had fucked. There was only one more to go.
Thinking that made him fuck Ruth all the harder, and soon he could feel himself building up to another orgasm, and when he exploded that time, he could feel himself building up to another orgasm. He just kept having one orgasm after another, and that was just fine with him.
She kept having one orgasm after another also, and that was just fine with him also. Finally he collapsed on top of her, and she lay limp beneath him. They were both breathing heavily at that point, and they were both completely spent and exhausted. He could feel her whole body shaking slightly, and then it stopped altogether.
After a while he got up off her and stood by the cot looking down at her small body. Her eyes were closed shut and her tits were heaving up and down. She was only twelve but already she had some tits. They weren't big, but they were big enough. He watched them as they moved up and down.
Finally she opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"I guess this makes me a pervert also, doesn't it?" she asked, a smile coming over her face.
"I guess it does," he replied.
"I don't feel any different," she said.
"You don't?"
"Well, I feel all these strange sensations in my body, but I'm still the same person," she explained. "At least I think I am."
"You may not be the same person," he said, feeling his cock getting soft now.
There was a pause.
How beautiful she was, he thought.
"It's amazing," she said, "how one thing can be so big and hard one minute and so soft and small the next."
"This was the first time, wasn't it?" he asked, feeling her hand move all over his cock.
"Yes, it was," she replied, running her hand down over his balls now.
"Was it a good first time?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. And then she added, "I guess you could say you popped my cherry, can't you?"
"I guess I can," he replied.
"And you popped Diane's cherry, didn't you?" she asked.
"Yes," he replied.
"And you popped Linda's cherry, didn't you?" she then asked. "Yes," he replied.
"But you didn't pop Mary's cherry, did you?" she then asked.
"No, I didn't," Peter replied, "Next you'll be going after little Patricia, won't you?" she asked.
"I guess so," he replied.
"You better hurry with that one or someone else is going to beat you to it," she then said.
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"Because that is one hot little bitch," Ruth spoke up. "All she talks about these days is sex. She wants to get fucked in the worst way."
"Does she now?" Peter asked.
"She certainly does," Ruth replied.
"And you say she talks about it all the time?" Peter then asked.
"All the time," Ruth replied.
"What does she say?" Peter then asked.
"Well, she talks about sneaking looks at boys' cocks all the time," Ruth replied.
How does she do that?" Peter asked. 'Well, she found this room next to the boys' room in school, and every so often she'll go in there," Ruth said. "And?" Peter asked.
"She's made a peep hole so she can look in and watch the boys when they go and take a leak," Ruth replied.
"And she just looks?" Peter asked.
"That's all she's done so far, nothing but look," Ruth replied.
She paused.
"Of course," Ruth replied. "She's always telling me about the different kinds of cocks she sees during the course of a day. She describes them vividly. She makes them seem almost real."
"Does she do anything else?" Peter asked.
"Well, there's this one boy that she's always getting to pull down his pants for her," Ruth replied.
"Is that all?" Peter asked. "Why does she do that?"
"She says he has an unusual looking cock,' Ruth replied.
"And what does she do for him?" Peter then asked.
"She lets him look at her pussy," Ruth replied.
"And they just stand there looking at each other?" Peter then asked.
"That's what she tells me," Ruth replied. "So like I said, you better hurry with that one.
She's going to get tired of just looking pretty damn quick. Pretty soon she's going to want to feel one of those strange looking cocks in her pussy, and pop, there goes her cherry, and you won't be the one to do it."
Peter could feel his anger rising. Imagine her doing that, he thought indignantly. What kind of whore is she growing into?
"By the way," Ruth then said, as she rubbed his cock more and more with her hand, "I saw Mary today. Do you know where she was going?"
Ruth looked at her.
"Well," Ruth replied, "she was going off with these boys to the boys' locker room. I can just imagine what they did to her down there."
"How many boys were there?" Peter asked.
"Five or six," Ruth replied . "I didn't really count them. But there were at least five."
"She told me about another time she was gang-banged," Peter interjected.
"I guess she does it all the time," Ruth said, as she held onto his cock, squeezing it in her hand, making it rise into an erection.
"You really like my cock, don't you?" he asked.
"I love your cock," she replied. "Was today the first time you ever saw it?" he asked.
"I saw it that night I saw you with Mary," she replied, as she got up on her knees.
"And what did you think when you saw it?" he asked.
"I thought how much I wanted to suck it," she said, moving so that she was now pressing against him.
He felt her pressing his cock right between her tits.
"Did you feel like you wanted to suck it real bad?" he asked.
"I sure did," she replied.
She was rubbing the head of his cock against her tits, and especially against her nipples.
"How does that feel?" she asked.
"That feels just fine," he replied.
"Should I keep it up?" she asked.
"Yes," he moaned from way down in his throat.
She did keep it up at that. She pressed the head of his cock hard into her tit, and then right up against her nipple. He could feel her nipple getting hard, and she rubbed the head cock across it.
He went wild.
There was a feeling in his cock that then went all through his body.
"Like it, don't you?" she asked. "Yes," he replied. "A lot?" she asked. "A lot," he replied.
"Should I keep it up?" she asked again.
"Oh yes," he groaned, "keep it up."
That's not all I'm going to keep up, she thought to herself. Most of all I'm going to keep your cock up. I'm going to keep it so up you won't believe it. She reached her free hand around to his ass and began rubbing his ass cheeks. Then she began to run her finger up and down his ass crack.
Then she went back to rubbing his ass cheeks again. She kept going back and forth. First she would be rubbing his ass cheeks, and then she would be running her finger up and down his ass crack. She could feel how much he was shaking, and that just made her shake all the more.
Finally, she began to rim his asshole with her finger. Peter could feel her finger circling his asshole. He could feel it going around and around and then he felt it right at the entrance to his asshole. He felt it about to penetrate, and then it did penetrate.
That caused him to cry out for some reason. He felt a great amount of pain. More pain than he had ever felt before. It shot right through his body and it made him tremble like he never had before. He felt as if he was going to die almost, and there was nothing he could do about it.
He just stood there while she began to ram her finger in and out of his asshole, and while she continued to rub his cock back and forth across the nipples of her tits. Her nipples were just as hard as his cock, or they felt to him. She was rubbing his cock against them harder and harder.
He could feel himself s it to come right then, and he was trying hold back. He didn't want to come just yet. He didn't want to come until she took his cock in her mouth. Then he felt her rubbing his cock against her neck, and then against her chin, and then across her closed lips.
She rubbed his cock back and forth across her closed lips many times, and then she rubbed it all over her cheeks, across her forehead, and then under her nose. It was as if she was smelling it now. He could feel his come building up more and more inside his cock, and he knew that he was going to explode any second now.
"Take it in your mouth," he said. "Please take it in your mouth and suck on it."
All this time she was ramming her finger in and out of his asshole harder and harder. That was sending more and more waves of pain through his body. The pain was increasing steadily. It was making him shudder. He could feel himself about to explode all over.
Not just his cock was going to explode, but his whole body. Yes, Ruth was just like Diane and Linda and Mary. And probably Patricia would be the same also. In fact, from what Ruth had told him, she already was the same. They were all little whores, and he was glad of that.
That made them truly Daddy's little girls. Yes, that's just what they were. They were his private harem, and that's what they always would be. His private harem. He kept thinking that over and over again. His private harem.
Daddy's little girls.
He wondered how many other fathers had daughters like his. He wondered how many other fathers fucked their daughters the way he did. Were there quite a few? Did all fathers want to fuck their daughters at least? Probably. But how many actually did? Someday he would have to find out.
In his own home town he wondered how many men there were that did what he did. There were probably quite a few. There was that one that Mary had told him about. Mary's friend. Besides himself there was at least one other man in town who fucked his daughter.
He could feel Ruth rubbing his cock over her cheeks now, and then across her closed lips again, and then back against her tits. She was bending his cock in every direction at once it seemed to him. He could feel her doing all kinds of things to it, but the thing he wanted.
"In your mouth," he kept saying over and over. "Put it in your mouth."
"Just a minute," she sighed.
And that's when he felt his cock erupting. He couldn't hold back any longer. He felt the come streaming out of his cock.
It was wild!
It ran all over her tits. Ruth felt it also. She felt it running down her tits, down her chest, and down her stomach to her pubic area.
His come was hot and sticky and it made her skin tingle all over. She could feel her body trembling both inside and outside. That's when she took the head of his cock in her mouth and began to drink down the bitter-sweet come. She had almost been afraid of doing this, but now, all of a sudden, she' wasn't afraid at all.
There's nothing to be afraid of, she thought to herself right then.
Then paused and thought to herself, why should I be afraid to take it in my mouth? What's the difference? It's not going to bite me. And with that she began to take in more and more of his cock.
She took in as much of his cock as she could, and she began to run her tongue all over it. She began to work her mouth back and forth on it and she began to grab at his balls. She was still terribly excited.
It was fantastic!
Peter felt his come draining into her mouth now, and he felt her wet saliva all over his cock. He felt it running down the length of his cock and onto his balls. He found that he liked that. He liked that a lot. The more she did it, the more he liked it.
Keep doing it, he said to himself. Also he could feel how she was now sucking the come right out of him. Her lips closed in on him and he could feel them applying more and more pressure. They were squeezing the life right out of him, but that was fine with him.
He let out one scream after the other, and that just made her suck on him all the harder.
She was sucking so hard on him now that he thought she was going to suck his cock right off of him. I can just see you now, he said to himself, walking around all day with my cock stuck in your mouth.
The thought almost appealed to him. He felt a chill run through his body as he thought it. It was certainly something to think about. He would think about it often from now on. Not just about her, but about all the rest of them as well. That's one thing I'll always think-of, he said to himself.
Yes, he said again and again to himself, that's one thing I'll always think about. He felt her sucking him dry now, and he felt the last few drops of come trickling out of his cock. His cock was still hard though. It was still as hard "as a rock. He could feel her still sucking on him, and that was what kept him this hard.
He could feel himself building up to another orgasm already. Her mouth had turned into a furnace all of a sudden, and that made his cock turn into a furnace also. His cock was burning up so much he thought it was going to fall right off. He could feel himself breathing harder and harder, and he could feel her sucking on him harder and harder.
He felt a sudden spasm overtake him and that's when he felt his orgasm starting again. It just consumed him this time, and the come pumped out of him like it was never going to stop, and he didn't want it to stop. He never wanted it to stop. And why should he?
She was draining him now, even more so than she had the first time. She was drawing the come out of him as if it meant life and death to her. He could feel his legs getting weaker and weaker. He was about to collapse, but she seemed to hold him up just by the way she was sucking on him.
He could hear the sounds she made as she drank down his come. She was making all kinds of noises in her mouth and in her throat. She was making such loud noises that they were making his ears ring. He loved the sounds her mouth made, and he wanted her to go on making them.
And she did just that. Ruth could feel his come filling her mouth up again and again. She could feel it running down her throat and all the way to her stomach. His come seemed to get hotter and hotter all the time. She could feel the warmth from it spreading throughout her body.
"Suck harder," Peter groaned.
He said that over and over, and that was just what she did. She was sucking on him just as hard as she possibly could. I'll suck you like no one has ever sucked you before, she thought to herself. It was then that she thought of Diane, Linda, and Mary sucking on this very cock.
Yes, I'm sure they sucked you good enough, Ruth thought to herself, but I'll suck you better than they ever could. I'll suck you so you'll think all three of them are sucking you at once.
"SUCK!" he screamed out just then.
The word seemed to make the whole shack shake, and she felt him falling away from her. She held to him all the more tightly then, and she made sure that she kept his rock hard meaty shaft in her mouth. She never wanted to let go of that.
"Lie down," he then said. "Lie down so I can suck your cunt. I want to suck your cunt."
Just hearing the words excited her to no end. She could feel his tongue inside her already. She could feel it moving all around inside her, and she could feel it stirring up her cunt juices. It was making her explode over and over, and he hadn't even done anything to her yet.
That's when she lay back down on the cot, and he lay down on top of her. She felt his heavy weight on top of her now, and she grabbed wildly for his cock. It had been out of her mouth much too long as it was. She grabbed for it and got it back in her mouth just as quickly as she could.
She could feel his tongue moving along the inside of her thighs just then, and then she felt it right up against her cunt lips. She could feel the shivers that went all through her cunt just then, and that went all through her body as well. He was pressing his tongue into her real hard, and she could feel the cunt juices flowing out of her already.
She felt the come still coming out of his cock, and she could feel his cock starting to get soft. She couldn't let that happen. That was the last thing she could let happen. She had to keep his cock hard if it was the last thing she did. She had to keep it very hard.
She just sucked on it more frantically then, and she could feel it stiffen again. She could feel the hardness creeping back into it, and then it was just as hard as it ever had been, and maybe even a little harder. She was in a frenzy by then, and so was he.
Peter was rimming her cunt with his tongue and he was moving his tongue all over her clit as well. He was making her clit hot and hard. He could feel the cunt juices flowing out of her, and he drank them down as quickly as he could. He could feel some of her cunt juices running down on his chin.
He got his tongue right inside her then, and he began to work it in and out as fast as he could. He could feel her taking in more of his cock then, and he could feel both her hands rubbing at his ass cheeks. Then he felt her rubbing her finger back and forth along the inside of his ass crack.
That sent more shivers all through him, and he could feel himself building up to another orgasm. Then he felt her finger probing into his asshole again, and that made him tremble even more. He was shaking so much that he thought he was going to roll right off her.
He didn't though. He stayed right where he was, and he continued to suck on her just as hard as he could. He bit down into her cunt just then, and that in itself seemed to make her explode. He drank down as much of her come as he could, and he could feel it making his whole mouth burn up inside.
He could feel her come trickling down his throat and all the way to his stomach. That made him go after her come all the more. He then felt his whole body jerk as he felt his new orgasm starting. It seemed to start in every part of his body, and then it all just drained to the head of his cock.
And now it was draining into her mouth. She wasn't about to let up on him, and she was still sucking on him as hard as ever. And he was still sucking on her just as hard as ever. They were both in a frenzy by then, and finally they just exploded one last time, and then they lay perfectly still.
They seemed to pass out as well, but they didn't pass out completely. They were still somewhat conscious. Ruth was aware enough to know that she still had his cock in her mouth, and Peter was aware enough to know that he still had his tongue in her cunt.
Finally Peter got to his feet, and he helped her get to her feet.
"Maybe we should go home," he said.
"Maybe we should," she agreed.
They both got dressed, and then they made their way through the woods, and back to the car. They got in the car and just sat there for a few minutes.
"That was real good," she said.
"Yes, it was," he agreed.
He started the engine and then started back for the city. She was sitting right up next to him, and he could feel her thigh pressing into his.
"Are you going to fuck Patricia next?" she asked.
"Maybe," he replied.
"When you do," she said, "can I watch?"
"Do you want to?" he asked.
"I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't want to," she replied.
"Why do you want to watch?" he asked.
"I don't know," she said. "I just do."
"I guess you can," he replied, "it's certainly okay with me."
"I bet watching will really turn you both on even more," Ruth then said, as she ran her hand along his thigh.
"I'm sure it will," he agreed.
She seemed to be applying more and more pressure.
"Does that feel good?" she asked. "Of course it does," he replied. "Should I keep it up?" she asked. "Of course you should," he replied.
CHAPTER TEN
It was the end of another long day at work, and Peter was exhausted. He could feel himself about to collapse internally. And he still had to go and visit his wife. What a pain that was getting to be. He dreaded doing this, but it had to be done. Otherwise she would call him the next day and scream and yell about it.
He walked out of the office and out of the building and out onto the sidewalk. He looked up and down the street. It was dark already and the night air was getting colder. He felt a chill go through his body. He ran towards his car and got into it as quickly as he could.
He turned on the ignition, pressed down on the gas pedal and the car shot forward. He turned the corner and headed for the hospital. This was going to be a long three hours. It always was a long three hours. The first thing she would want him to do was finger her, and then she would want to blow him.
Now that she had her neck brace off it was a lot easier. She could even get out of the bed and get down on her knees right in front of him just like in the old days. He thought about the old days briefly as he pressed his foot harder on the gas pedal.
He looked out at the empty street in front of him, and for some reason he almost felt like laughing. Just why he felt like laughing, he didn't know. He just suddenly felt like laughing, and so he did. He laughed just as loud as he possibly could.
He saw the hospital parking lot up ahead of him and he pulled into it. He parked his car, got out, and locked the door behind him. He happened to glance in at the back seat then and he saw a pile of blankets on the floor-or what looked to him to be a pile of blankets.
Right then he couldn't remember having put them there, but he surmised that he must have put them there sometime in the not too distant past. He didn't give it a second thought and he made his way to the hospital. He went in through the main entrance, and went right to the coffee shop where he had a cup of coffee and a donut.
At two minutes to six he went to the check-in desk and then he made his way to the elevator. He waited for the elevator door to close, and then he waited while the elevator made its quick ascent. He got out on the floor where his wife was and made his way down to her room.
He opened the door and found her sitting up in bed. She smiled at him and threw the covers off her revealing the lower half of her body which was naked. She smiled at him even more and pointed to her cunt.
"It's been waiting for you all day," she said. "Lock the door, today we fuck."
"Are you sure you should?" he asked.
"Of course," she said, "I'm fine. I'm going to be out of here in two days."
Two days, he said over and over to himself. How could this be? He was thinking she was going to be in here another month at least. How could it suddenly be just two days? That wasn't possible. It just wasn't possible. He thought of his daughters, and he wondered what would happen to his sex life with them once his wife was home.
It was going to be a lot harder for him now to fuck them. She would always be there. She watched every move he made as it was. She had always thought that he had cheated on her with other women, even though he never had.
Until that first time with Mary, he had never fucked another woman besides his wife.
Before they got married, he used to fuck everything he could get his cock into, and he did that right up until the wedding. But afterwards? Well, there was that one time with her sister. But he could hardly remember it now. Maybe he had only dreamed it. He didn't even know anymore.
"But someone will catch us," he said.
"No they won't," she said. "Just lock the door and no one will be able to come in."
"But suppose one of the nurses comes by, or a doctor," he said, "and they knock. What then?"
"No one's coming by," she said.
"How can you be sure?" he asked.
"Because I paid off one of the nurses," she said. "It's all arranged. Now come on. You're acting like you don't want to fuck me. What's the matter? Is it too worn out? Don't you think you can get it up? Who have you been fucking all day that you can't get it up now? Who? Tell me."
"I haven't been fucking any one today," he said, finally closing the door behind him.
He locked it as well, although he was still very skeptical about the whole thing.
"Well, what were you doing all day that you can't fuck me now?" she asked.
"I didn't say that I couldn't fuck you," he protested.
"Well, what did you say?" she screamed at him. "Is it you don't want to fuck me? Is that it? Don't I turn you on any more? Is my pussy old hat to you now? Do you want to try something else on for size? Is that it? Do you want to sleep around with some new cunt? Well, don't just stand there, tell me."
Peter didn't, feel like arguing any more. He took off his clothes quickly and climbed up on the bed. His wife threw her arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth. He could feel her legs going around his waist and he felt his cock slipping into her warm eager cunt.
He felt his cock slipping into her all the way, and he felt her cunt closing in all around him. She was frantic already, and he could feel the come seeping out of her cunt already. She was grinding her heels into his ass, and he was driving his cock up into her just as hard as he could. He could feel her nails digging into his back and he could feel his whole body about to explode.
Whatever else she was, she was a good fuck. She always had been a good fuck, and he was sure that she always would be a good fuck. There was no denying that, and he wouldn't want to try. He could feel his cock throbbing inside her fleshy pussy and then he felt himself exploding inside her.
The come came gushing out of him, and he felt the come gushing out of her. They were exploding together now and he could feel her body shaking beneath his. His body was shaking so much that he thought he was going to fall off her, but she kept him well on top of her.
Peter thought about the three hours they had ahead of them. Would they be fucking those whole three hours? As he soon found out, that was just what they were going to be doing. At nine o'clock when he finally walked out of the hospital he didn't think that he could even stand, let alone walk.
His legs had never felt so weak, and he felt as if he was going to pass out. He felt his whole body going limp inside and all he wanted to do was to go home and go to bed. He didn't even want to eat anything. That would take too much energy, and he didn't have it just then.
He made his way to his car and got into it. He sat there for a moment breathing very heavily. He felt his whole body shaking still, and he couldn't stop himself from shaking. Finally he started the engine and he was off. He drove very slowly, because he didn't think that he would be able to control the car if he went any faster.
All of a sudden he felt something. It was a leg. He turned and saw Patricia crawling across the seat from the back. Her dress was hiked up to her thighs and he could see her pink panties. Normally that would have given him a hard-on, but he didn't have the strength to get a hard-on. Not just then anyway.
"Where did you come from?" he asked.
"I was on the floor under those blankets," she said, as she edged down beside him.
"How long have you been there?" he asked.
"Since just before you left your office?" she said.
"How did you get in there?" he asked. "The doors were locked."
"I took the extra set of keys out of your drawer," she said, waving them in front of him.
"Why did you wait so long?" he asked. "Why didn't you let me know you were there before this?"
"I just wanted to wait," she said.
"For what?" he asked.
"The right moment," she replied.
"The right moment for what?" he asked.
"The right moment for this," she replied.
And with that, she began to open his belt, and pull down his zipper.
"Your mother just did me in," he said, as she grabbed hold of his wilted cock.
She felt the sticky come all over it.
"She certainly did," she said. "What have you two been doing all this time?"
"Fucking," he replied.
"All this time?" she asked.
"All this time," he replied.
"No wonder you look so tired," she said.
"I'm more than just tired," he explained. "I'm dead on my feet."
"Don't you think you can get it up again?" she asked.
"I really don't think so," he replied.
"Will you let me try and make it hard for you?" she then asked, as she squeezed his cock more and more.
"You can try," he said, "but I don't think you'll be able to make that cock hard again today. It's dead to the world, and it's going to stay that way."
"You may be right," she said, "but I still want to try anyway. I'm sure you won't mind if it does get hard again. Will you?"
"I won't mind at all," he said.
"I didn't think you would," she said.
And with that she bent over him and began to lick his cock all over. She was licking just the head of his cock, and then she ran her tongue all over the full length of his cock. He was still soft, and it felt good to feel her saliva all over his cock now.
She was lapping up all the come that was already there, and he could hear her slurping it down.
He could feel the chills starting to go through his whole body, and he could feel his cock stirring somewhat. It wasn't much, but it was a little. He could feel it beginning to move inside her mouth. Right then she had his whole cock in her mouth and she was sucking on it as hard as she could.
She acts like she's done this before, he said to himself. This can't be the first time she's sucked off a cock. And she's only ten years old. I wonder how many other cocks she's sucked off like this. There has to have been a few. At least a few. I'm sure of it.
That's when he felt his cock starting to get hard again. He could feel her sucking all the harder on him after that, and then he really started to get hard. His cock was rising into a full erection.
Just then he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off him and held her a distance away.
"How many cocks have you sucked?" he asked.
"What difference does it make?" she asked. "It makes no difference," he said, "but I want to know how you got so good at it."
"I've never sucked a cock," she said. "That's a he," he said, "You're too good at it for this to be your first time."
"This is the first time," she said. "That's a lie," he repeated. "I swear this is the first time," she said. 'Tell me the truth," he yelled at her. "I won't get mad or anything. But you've got to tell me the truth."
"That is the truth," , she said. "This is the first time I've ever sucked a real cock."
A real cock, he said to himself. What did she mean by that? What could she possibly mean by that?
"Just what do you mean by that?" he asked.
"I mean I've been practicing," she said. "On what?" he asked.
"First on a banana, and then a candle, then a dildo," she replied.
"Where did you get the dildo," he asked, letting go of her hair.
"Through the mail," she replied. "I got a real good one too. It's almost life-like. It's real hard and I practiced on it every chance I got."
"So that's it," he said.
"That's it," she said, grabbing for his cock with her hand again.
"Well," he said, "what are you waiting for?"
And then he felt her taking his cock in her mouth again and he could feel his cock getting red-hot inside. He could feel her saliva dripping down the whole length of his cock and onto his balls, which she was grabbing at with her hand. He ran his own hand up under her dress and down under her panties. As she sucked on his cock and grabbed at his balls, he began to rub her ass cheeks.
Her ass was soft and it was round and it was just the way he liked an ass to be. He couldn't get enough of her ass, and he knew that already. He ran his hand over both her ass cheeks and he rubbed them just as hard as he could. He could feel her shaking because of it.
All this time she was taking in as much of his cock as she could. She was sucking on him hard and he could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth more and more. He could feel that he was going to explode already. And that was just what he did, and that just made her suck on him all the harder.
It seemed as if her tongue was going right through him. He could feel his cock pumping out more and more come and he could feel his whole body getting weaker and weaker. It felt like the last orgasm he would ever have in his life. Right now he was almost certain of that.
He was certain that he would never have another orgasm as long as he lived. It just wasn't possible. Not for him anyway. It just wasn't possible. He felt his body snaking all the more then and he could feel his cock building up to another orgasm. He didn't think it possible, but that was just what was happening.
He was building up to another orgasm. That's what made him get his finger right-in her asshole, and work it in and out just as hard as he could. That made her shake all over, as she felt his finger stabbing into her like a knife, and that was just what she wanted it to do.
It caused her considerable pain, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything except the chills that he was sending throughout her whole body. And that was just what he was doing. She could feel his finger rubbing inside her all the harder then, and that just sent more chills through her.
Peter could feel his cock jerking in and out of her mouth, and then he could feel himself coming again, and then again, and then one last time. And that was it. Nothing could keep his cock hard then.. By then they were home. They got out of the car and went into the house.
That night Patricia slept in his bed. In the morning they fucked, and then they took a shower together. Ruth was mad because she hadn't gotten to watch them, but Peter promised her that she would get to watch the next time. That afternoon at work he got a call from his wife.
The hospital was releasing her that day. Would he come and pick her up? The news came as a complete shock to him. What would he do now? That day had finally arrived. He had tried not to think about it, but it had always been in the back of his mind. And now it was right there in the open.
He had to think about it now. There was nothing else he could do but think about it. He made his way to the car, got into it and drove off towards the hospital. He took his time getting there, but he could only put off the inevitable so long. Then it had to happen.
She was all ready when he got there, and he carried her things out to the car.
"This is so great to be out," she said. "Boy are we going to fuck now."
"Yes," he said quietly.
"I've got an idea," she said.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Let's the two of us go up to the mountains for the weekend," she suggested.
"What about the girls?" he asked.
"Mary can watch them," she said. "She's old enough now to do that."
"Yes, I guess she is," he said. "I still think of her as being a child."
"Well, she's not a child," his wife said. "Why she's old enough to let some man fuck her."
"Mary?" he asked.
"Yes, Mary," she replied. "And in fact, I'm sure she's passing that pussy of hers around to every guy in that school of hers."
"Mary?"
"Yes, Mary. She's a regular little whore. You may not know that, but I do."
"That's hard to believe," he said.
"Yes," she said, "I suppose it is hard to believe, but you better start believing it and pretty damn quick."
"Has she ever said anything about this to you?" he asked, as he put her suitcases in the trunk of the car.
"Not really," his wife replied, as she got in on her side of the car, "but I've detected it in her manner."
Peter got in behind the steering wheel. He thought that he was playing his role well.
"But she's only sixteen," he said.
"That's old enough," she said.
"How old were you the first time?" he asked.
"Fourteen," Doris replied.
"Really?" he asked.
"Really," she replied.
Peter felt himself smiling.
"And who was it that first time?" he asked.
"I didn't fuck you until you were seventeen."
Doris looked down at the floor of the car.
"What's the matter?" he asked. "Can't you tell me?"
"I'd rather not," she replied.
"Why not?" he asked.
"I would just rather not, that's all," she said. "Can't you just take my word for it."
"What could be so horrible about it?" he asked.
"Please," she cried. "I just don't want to talk about it."
Peter started the engine of the car, and then he turned the engine off again.
"Now this is ridiculous," he said. "I want you to tell me, and I want you to tell me now. Right this very minute."
"I can't," she sobbed. "I just can't. Can't you see how painful this is to me? Can't you?"
"You're the one who brought it up in the first place, didn't you?"
"Yes, I know I did," she replied. "And I'm biting my tongue for it right now."
Peter felt as if he wanted to laugh, but he managed not to.
"Look," he said, "I'm not taking you up to the mountains this weekend, and I'm never going to fuck you again if you don't tell me who the first man was who ever fucked you. Now I want to know, and if you don't tell me, I'll do just what I said I'd do."
Doris looked at him, the tears running down her cheeks.
It was my father," she cried. Your father?" Peter yelled out. ;Yes," Doris sobbed, and then she really broke down into hysterics.
Peter felt as if he wanted to laugh harder' than ever now. Imagine that, he said to himself. Peter could just barely remember Doris' father, and the thought of him fucking Doris when she was fourteen was almost too much for him to take. What a sight they must have been humping away at each other, he said to himself. What a sight.
That night the whole family sat around the supper table. Peter sat at the head of the table and he looked down at his wife and his five daughters. His wife was at the end of the table, and his five daughters were all around the sides. Linda, Diane, and Ruth were on one side, and Mary and Patricia were on the other side.
He looked at all of them very closely. They were all dressed up and they looked so quiet and demure. They looked like perfect children. No one would suspect the lust that was burning in all. their loins. And no one would suspect that it was a lust that they had for their own father.
Least of all Doris. She didn't suspect a thing, and he was sure that she never would. He would see to it that she never had cause to suspect anything. He would take her up to the mountains this weekend, and he would fuck her as often as she wanted him to, but whenever he got the chance, he would be fucking and sucking one of his five girls.
Yes, he thought to himself. You're all Daddy's little girls, and I'm going to do what I want to do to you from now on, just like I have been doing. You're all mine, and you're always going to be mine. A smile crossed his lips as he lifted his glass of wine off the table. He was drinking to the future.