Erotic sexual fantasies. Everyone has them. But some are more popular than others we have found.
Our research shows that most men with teenage daughters fantasize about incestuous relationships.
In this journal you will read three stories about men who lived out their lustful daydreams with their daughters.
Included here are:
THE STING OF DADDY'S WHIP: In which a masturbating teen is discovered, raped and humiliated by her father!
BACK-WOODS INCEST: Where ignorant hillbilly act like animals in the filth of their one room shack.
And, LAURA MAKES A MOVIE: Daddy comes home with a video tape recorder and decides to film the family's sex fun.
Enjoy!
The Sting Of Daddy's Whip
PART ONE
The little town of Caledonia rested at the junction between Red Creek and Keshequa River, close to the much larger town of Hornell, in New York State's Southern Tier section, not far from the Pennsylvania border.
Caledonia was little more than a crossroads, and most of the people who lived in the village worked in the town's shops, which dealt to the many farmers who lived in the rural areas of the county.
It was the sort of town where everybody knew everybody else by name.
It was impossible to keep a secret in Caledonia. Even the maple trees that grew along Livingston Street, the main drag, were said to have ears.
Everyone in town, plus a lot of people from near-by farms, fit in the same church every Sunday morning.
Most of the houses were painted white, as this was some kind of town tradition that nobody knew much about.
In spite of this it would have seemed like a sacrilege downright blasphemy to paint a house any other color.
The few houses that were not white were set back from the street and belonged to younger people who were not in tune with the community.
It was a beautiful afternoon in late May and Wendy Wellington was suffering from a severe case of spring fever.
She was sixteen years old and only two weeks away from finishing her Junior year at Caledonia Central.
The town was so small that there was one school for grades six through twelve, and still all of the classrooms were not used.
Wendy was a pretty blonde who had a youthful bounce to her walk.
It was generally agreed, even among the adults, that Wendy was the prettiest girl in all of Caledonia.
She was a tiny girl, standing only five foot one.
Wendy was built on a small frame and had never weighed more than ninety-five pounds in her entire life.
Her hair was very light and tended to become almost white during the summer from being bleached by the sun.
For many years Wendy's hair had been very long, flowing well down her back, in thick, graceful waves.
But the little girl had gotten tired of taking care of all of that hair and had recently gotten it cut into a cute pixie.
A lot of people were shocked at first, but had soon gotten used to Wendy's new look.
Her hair was now parted in the middle and fell down onto her forehead in bangs.
Her eyes were large and the same color as the cloudless spring sky.
They sparkled merrily whenever the little girl was happy.
Wendy had the face of an angel, as if she had been constructed from a male fantasy.
Her skin was smooth and silky soft. It was so fair that she had so worry about sunburn in the summer time.
She always had to burn and peel a couple of times at the beginning of each summer before the tanning process would begin.
Even then her tan always had a red tint to it, and she would get sore if she stayed out in the sun too long.
Wendy had a tiny nose a mere button-that was turned up a little at the end, very attractively.
Her nostrils were tiny and oval-shaped. Those nostrils often flared open when the little girl was excited about something.
Wendy's mouth was small but her lips were full and sensuous.
She had what is called "pouting lips" and it had been said by the boys in the town that she looked like she needed to be kissed very badly.
This was all speculation on their part, however, since none of them had even kissed her on the cheek.
In spite of Wendy's petite size, her breasts were on the large side, and rested high on her chest.
Her breast flesh was so firm that her tits did not even sag a fraction of an inch, in spite of the fact that she had never worn a bra.
Her tits stayed pretty much the same shape whether she was on her hands and knees, standing up or sprawled on her back.
The force of gravity seemed to have little effect on them.
She figured that it would be years before she would have to worry about wearing anything to support her tits.
They lifted and separated quite well on their own, thank you.
Her waist was very slim and her hips were starting to get wider and rounder as she developed her womanly figure.
In was generally assumed that a little girl as beautiful and sexy as Wendy Wellington would have to be happy all of the time.
This was far from true. Wendy spent most of her time miserable.
Not only was she excruciatingly shy with boys, but she was having a lot of trouble at home that no one knew about.
Wendy would have been the first to admit that she didn't know very much about life, but she was curious.
She was at a difficult time in her life when she wasn't sure if she was a little girl or if she was a woman.
There was still a part of her that wanted to play hide and seek, or softball in the school playground.
She still had a good deal of torn boy in her, and frequently got the urge to climb maple trees as if she were a monkey.
On the other hand, there was an ever-growing part of Wendy Wellington that was sick of being a child.
There was a part that was in a big hurry to grow up.
She wanted to play new games. Adult games. Sex games.
She was very much a virgin, and she was a bit confused by the growing desires she felt deep inside her abdomen.
She had recently discovered masturbation, and it was as if she had opened up her own personal Pandora's Box.
She felt like touching herself all of the time now that she knew how good she could make it feel.
She found that she was staring at guys in class when she was supposed to be paying attention to the teacher.
The ache would come to her virgin pussy and she would nearly run to the girl's room when the class was over.
She had diddled herself while locked in a stall in the girl's room down at the far end of the school.
She had gotten her technique down, and knew how to diddle her clit like an expert.
When she wanted to, she could make herself come very quickly.
But she liked it better when she was alone in her room at home.
She liked to take her time while touching herself sensuously.
Wendy had found that her climaxes were better if she built up her sexual tension slowly teasing herself.
The longer she built up the tension, the better it felt when it was finally released in the form of an orgasm.
She liked to explore her many erogenous zones and experiment with her body's potential for giving her pleasure.
In spite of the pleasure she gave herself with her gentle fingertips, she knew that it was nothing compared to the joys she would receive when she had real sex with a real boy with a real cock.
Sometimes, when she was especially horny, her whole body felt like it was an erogenous zone, and no matter where she touched herself, the nervous system would send the signal straight to her swollen pussy.
But Wendy's sudden obsession with sex was not her primary problem.
Her mother and father had broken up the previous week and things were very hostile.
Mommy had moved out to Aunt Carol's house on the other side of town.
Since Wendy was an only child she was left alone in the house with Daddy.
It had been horrible listening to the two of them fight every night.
Sometimes Daddy would get so pissed off that he would beat Mommy until she cried out in pain.
Wendy couldn't help but notice that Mommy's right eye was swollen and a little discolored when she finally packed her bags and left.
Wendy had been so upset at the time that she had refused to go with her, afraid that she would never see her room or any of her stuff agin.
Wendy was going to learn that very night what a mistake that was.
She didn't know that her father's mind had snapped.
He was a raving maniac, and was planning to abuse his daughter the same way he had abused his wife.
Wendy didn't have to worry about talking to her father for a while because it was only three in the afternoon and Daddy wouldn't get home from his job at the grain mill until five thirty.
She decided that she was going to "take a nap." That meant she was going to close herself up in her room and make herself come until she couldn't anymore.
It had been a rough day of boy watching for Wendy and it seemed like her panties had been wet ever since ten o'clock that morning.
When Wendy became sexually aroused her nipples grew hard and erect, pointing slightly upward because of the perkiness of her tits.
As she walked home from school thinking about how good it was going to feel when she dipped her fingers into her poontang, her nipples were very erect and clearly visible through her white tee-shirt. The shirt had a decal of her favorite rock group ironed onto the front.
She was wearing a pair of extremely tight blue jeans.
The jeans were faded near-white by the sun and repeated washings.
They were worn through at the knees and the seat, but had been patched up by pastel-colored squares of fabric.
They fit so tight that, as the boys in town said, "you don't have to take them off to see her body."
She was wearing a pair of grubby gray sneakers that had a hole in the toe of the right one.
When the weather got nice it seemed silly to dress in anything other than what she was wearing.
In spite of her beauty, Wendy had never been a particularly vain girl, and did not pay much attention to what she wore. Most of the kids didn't.
Someday, she figured, when she was older, she would move out of the town and go to New York City or someplace, where she would get rich and be able to dress like the models she saw in magazines.
Her beauty was entirely natural. She never wore any make-up.
Her only concession to vanity involved her fingernails and her toenails, which she kept painted a deep red color.
She had managed to stay out of the maple trees long enough to grow her nails long, and had kept them carefully manicured so that they were all precisely the same length.
She thought that the dark red paint she put on her nails looked very good with her peaches and cream complexion.
As she approached her house she could feel the blood pumping downward in her tiny, shapely body.
Wendy Wellington recognized the sensation well.
She knew that the blood was headed for her cunt.
She could feel both sets of vaginal lips swelling.
Wendy could tell that by the time she got her clothes off her pussy was going to be fully engorged with the rushing blood of her sexual arousal.
Wendy could feel the little glands at the side of her pussy begin to pump out their sweet juices.
She knew that she was going to have no trouble lubricating herself when it came time for her to take her first cock.
She was sick of being a virgin and had been thinking for some time about a way to get her cherry popped discreetly.
She was smart enough to know that fucking the wrong boy could ruin her reputation for the rest of her life.
Jocks were out, she figured, because she knew that there was no place for gossip like the locker room.
She thought of fucking a boy from a near-by town. If he told his friends it wouldn't make any difference, because they would all be strangers.
The last thing Wendy wanted was for the whole school to be gabbing about how she "put out" to so-and-so.
But she never ran into any guys from out of town, and even if she did, she knew that she would be too shy to be aggressive.
There was a part of her that didn't want to lose her virginity to a teenage boy at all.
Sometimes she dreamed about making love to an older man, an experienced lover, who would know how to pop her cherry with a minimum of pain, and fuck her with a maximum of pleasure.
Wendy unlocked the front door of her home and felt sad.
She wondered if Mommy and Daddy would ever be able to patch things up.
Having Mommy out of the house was better than listening to her parents fighting all the time, but it wasn't nearly as good as when the three of them had been a real family which seemed like an eternity ago.
She ran into the living room, slamming the door shut behind her.
She tossed her schoolbooks carelessly on the end of the couch.
She took off her sneakers and placed them next to the door.
Wendy then ran in her stocking feet up the stairs to her bedroom.
She closed the door tightly behind her, and for a brief moment, wished that it had a lock on it.
But her privacy was assured. There was two solid hours left for her to be all alone in the house.
Little did Wendy know that there had been a bomb scare at the grain mill and all of the employees had been sent home early.
Her father, Marvin Wellington, was on his way home at that very moment, looking forward to getting good and drunk during his unexpected afternoon off.
Wendy went to her closet and opened the door. On the inside of the door was a full-length mirror, which Wendy used to watch herself undress.
She hooked her long red fingernails under the bottom of her tee-shirt crossed her arms to pull it up over her head.
She watched as her breasts bounced up and down a little before coming to a rest at the top of her chest. Her rib-cage protruded a little, making her flat tummy seem hollowed, and her waist look even slimmer.
Wendy could feel the twin erections at the tips of her breasts tingling and yearning to be stroked.
She arched her fingers so that her long red fingernails would not get in the way, and allowed her fleshy fingertips to roll over her perky nipples.
She could actually feel those nipples getting larger and harder beneath her caress, and she moaned.
Wendy could hear herself make a sound that vibrated her entire throat, reminding her of the sound that a cat would make.
An alley cat. In heat. She could hear herself purring.
She found that it was difficult to stand still and she could feel her cunt juices forming a thick pool at the base of her slit.
The natural lubrication was thickest between her swollen inner cunt lips, at the mouth of her fuck hole.
She could feel that thick juice getting on the cottony crotch of her pink panties, making that material work its way uncomfortably up between her outer lips, making her in a hurry to get her pants off.
She felt as if her pussy were suffocating, and she wanted to get naked so she would be able to breathe down there again.
Wendy got her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers for a moment and gave them each a little pinch.
She couldn't take it any more so she removed her hands from her tits and reached down to the waist of her blue jeans.
She quickly unbuttoned the single button that held the top of her super-tight faded blue jeans together.
She grabbed the top of her fly with arched thumb and forefinger and pulled it all the way down to the bottom.
Then she hooked her thumbs under the top of her jeans and the elastic to her pink panties at the same time.
She had to wiggle her hips sexily from side to side as she pulled down them both at the same time.
She heard herself sigh as her panties pulled out from between her swollen labia.
She pointed her toes as she pulled her legs out of her bottoms.
She kicked her pants and her panties carelessly with her toe.
They skidded across the bare wood floor and stopped in the corner.
She closed the closet door and walked, wearing only her socks, to the bed.
She sat on the edge of her bed and once again pointed her toes as she rolled her knee socks down over them.
She was as naked as the day she was born. She placed both of her pillows on top of one another and punched the top one with a tiny fist to make an indentation for the back of her head.
She settled on her back with her legs spread out in front of her.
At first she spread her legs with her knees locked in the straight position.
Then she bent at the knees and placed the balls of her feet flat on the bedspread at the foot of the bed.
Her bed had four bedposts and a headboard, but was not wide like the one Mommy and Daddy used to sleep in together.
She could feel her cunt juices dripping out of the base of her pussy slit over the tiny patch of skin between the base of her quim and her ass-hole.
The natural lubrication flowed into the crack of her ass, and from there dripped onto the bedspread.
She was only on the bed for a matter of seconds when she began to make a wet spot beneath her hips.
The pretty little blonde girl could feel the ache in her pussy getting worse by the second. There was a part of her that wanted to go straight for her clit so she could quickly make herself come.
But teasing herself was part of the fun so she placed her hands over her tits so that the pebble-hard nipples were pressing against the centers of her palms.
She opened her tiny fingers as wide apart as she could get them so she could clutch as much of her breast flesh as possible.
But no matter how hard she stretched her fingers, some of her tits went unclutched.
It would take a larger hand to caress and fondle her tits the way they needed it.
That was a job for a man's hand!
She again pinched at her nipples, this time harder than before.
She pinched hard enough for it to hurt a little bit.
But Wendy had noticed that a little pain felt good when she was especially aroused.
It was as if her horny mind translated pain into pleasure for her.
She pulled on both of her nipples at the same time, altering the shape of her tits so that they looked pointier.
She then allowed her nipples to snap back into positon and her eyes went wide when she saw how long they had grown.
Each sensation went straight to her pink swollen pussy, which throbbed a little in response. She groaned.
She ran the tips of her fingernails over her rib-cage onto the flat plain of her soft belly. She wondered how good it would feel to have a man's mouth on her nipples sucking instead of her dry fingers pinching and pulling.
The thought made her shiver and she could feel goose flesh forming thickly all over her tiny torso.
She could feel the little golden hairs at the back of her neck standing at attention from the goose bumps.
She ran her fingertips over her abdomen, where she was aching badly, stopping when she touched the top of her pubic patch.
Wendy had very little pubic hair, only a couple of blonde curls directly above her love button.
The hair only covered the bottom third of her mound, and she had no hair at all on the sides of her vulva.
She was equally bald between the cheeks of her ass.
The effect of this made her look younger than she really was.
Only the size of her breasts betrayed how far into puberty Wendy Wellington really was. She gently tugged at her pubies, which felt very good, and again she had a great urge to go for her clit.
But instead she placed the tips of her nails on the insides of her thighs very close to her bent knees.
Wendy drew her nails downward, scratching as lightly as she could, not stopping the self-caress until she was very close to the outer lips of her pussy.
She could feel the tension in her loins growing as she repeated this, scratching a little harder, leaving red trails on the milky flesh.
Wendy lifted her feet up off the bed and drew back her knees as she shifted her weight onto the small of her back, raising her buttocks off the bed.
She switched her touching to the backs of her thighs and ran her fingertips delicately over the twin globes of firm flesh at her ass.
She started out stroking the smooth flesh gingerly, then she began to knead at it firmly with strong fingers.
She could feel her ass-hole tingling, and there was an ache deep up inside her hot bowels as she touched her butt.
She had never read much about anal intercourse, but she knew that it existed, mostly from the crude jokes that the Caledonia boys made.
Still, Wendy got the impression that she was going to grow up to be the kind of woman who liked to get fucked in both her cunt and her ass-hole. I
Wendy turned her fingers inward and allowed them to creep toward the crack of her ass, moving a fraction of an inch at a time, shivering.
She pressed her fingertips into the firm, yet yielding, buttock flesh until it puckered deeply.
She then pulled the ass cheeks apart slowly, as if she were pulling apart two sections of a ripe fruit.
She opened up her ass until the skin in the crack, moist from her cunt juices, was pulled tight.
Wendy could feel some of the puckers in her tight sphincter muscle being smoothed by the pressure.
Wendy knew what her private parts looked like because she had examined herself thoroughly on occasion.
She did this every once in a while, standing with her legs spread, holding a hand mirror between her thighs.
She knew that her ass-hole was pink and looked like an asterisk.
Her pussy was smallish, and the inner lips protruded the furthest.
Wendy could feel the fire in her ass getting worse as she held her ass cheeks far apart with her left hand while exploring the sensitive area between with the middle finger on her right.
Her toes clutched at the top balls of her feet as she drew back her knees until they were on either side of the Wellington girl's pretty head.
She placed the tip of her middle finger at the top of the crack of her ass, which was closest to the now crumpled bedspread, scratching there with the tip of her nail for a moment before massaging with the fleshy part of her finger.
She ran her finger slowly toward her ass-hole and let out a grunt of pleasure when she made contact with her throbbing nether eye.
"Oooooooooh," she could hear herself say.
She puckered her lips making a little hole between them, as if she were about to whistle an intense tune.
Her eyes closed more tightly as she ran her finger in a little circle, tracing a line around her ring of swollen rectum muscle slowly.
She dabbed her finger on her ass-hole and had a tremendous urge to plunge her finger deep inside.
But she knew that that was not a good idea. No, not at all.
She knew that she would tear her internal tissues with her sharp fingernail if she violated her ass with her digit.
Still, she felt like penetrating herself there so she quickly looked around the room for something that might work.
Her eyes lit up as she saw a container of roll-on deodorant sitting next to her perfume on top of her dresser.
The product had been packaged to resemble a phallus.
It would be perfect. It looked like a real cock.
The thing was five inches long, and thick enough to put a satisfying stretch in her tender ass-hole.
She quickly hopped off the bed and felt her tits bouncing up and down as she padded toward the dresser.
She knew that she was going to need something to lubricate the roll-on and make it slip into her butt hole with greater ease.
She snapped her fingers as a light bulb went on over the pretty blonde's head and went to the top drawer of her dresser.
In there, with her socks and her panties, was a jar of white petroleum jelly, plastic, with a snap off cap.
She used it in the winter time for her chapped lips, which was sometimes a problem, and figured that it would be perfect for lubrication.
She carried the roll-on and the petroleum jelly back to the bed with her and resumed her position with her neck propped up by her pillows.
She lifted her feet, drew back her knees and snapped off the cap of the plastic jar with a flick of her thumb.
The lid landed, top down, on the crumpled bedspread.
She dipped a single finger into the greasy stuff.
She scooped some of it up onto her fleshy fingertip.
She then smeared the grease on the head of the roll-on.
She did this lovingly, as if it were a real cock, and actually belonged to the man she had chosen to be her first lover.
Wendy greased it well and wiped the petroleum jelly that was left on her finger in between the cheeks of her ass, especially on the ring of muscle at her anus.
She then pulled her cheeks apart so that the target hole would be exposed and forced open a little for the violation.
She placed the head of the phallic roll-on directly on her ass-hole and began to press, bending her wrist.
She could feel her sphincter muscle opening after she concentrated on relaxing that part of her body.
It felt better than she could have ever dreamed.
She knew that cunt penetration would feel even better.
She could feel the ass-hole gripping tightly at the roll-on.
The natural instincts of her ass muscles was to try and push the intruder back out of the hole, as if she were taking a shit.
Wendy was amazed that those same muscle contractions were the source of her pleasure, and the was starting to think that it might be possible to actually have a sexual climax inside her bowels, though she had never read anything on the subject.
She could feel a magic spot burning with desire, deep inside her bowels, and she knew that that was the spot that would need to be stroked if the orgasm were possible.
But the roll-on was not long enough to reach the spot.
Wendy knew that once again she would have to wait for a man.
They were perfectly equipped to give her body pleasure.
She knew that only a real cock long and thick would appease the anal cravings she experienced.
She pressed the tip of the roll-on past the straining, tight tube of ass muscle into the more elastic flesh of her bowels.
It hurt a little to be violating herself in this manner, but again the pain was translated into pleasure by her aroused mind.
She realized that this was true for a lot of her erogenous zones.
Both her ass-hole and her nipples actually enjoyed being treated rough.
Wendy did not know that there was such a thing as a sexual masochist.
She did not know that there were many people in the world who enjoyed being hurt and humiliated by a dominant sexual partner in bed.
Wendy thought that this was something that she knew alone, a freak of her own particular nervous system.
Wendy pressed the roll-on into her ass-hole until only a half of an inch was sticking out of the anus.
There was just enough there to grip, and she switched hands because her right was a little slippery from the petroleum jelly.
She pulled the roll-on out of her ass until it almost came slipping out completely.
Only the very tip of the deodorant container remained inside the sphincter, holding it open grossly.
She plunged the thing back inside viciously and this time the pain she felt was excruciating and exquisite at the same time. She moaned loudly.
Wendy wondered if it would possible for her to have an affair with a married man. She figured not.
If she didn't have the courage to flirt with the immature boys her own age, she figured there was no way she would be able to make her wants and needs known to an older man with a wife.
Still, she wouldn't have to worry about ruining her reputation if she got laid by a man who was married.
She knew that the guy would want to keep the affair a secret even more than she did.
In the long run, it would he that would have the most to lose if word got out about the naughtiness going on.
She certainly wouldn't have to worry about locker-room gossip.
All they would have to worry about was getting caught.
And surely husbands know how to keep secrets from their wives.
Wendy assumed this, thinking it simply the way of the world.
The problem always boiled down to her shyness. Her heart pounded and her stomach turned into knots just from thinking about talking to guys about you-know-what.
Wendy began to work the roll-on in and out of her fiery ass-hole with a smooth steady motion, using the entire length of the deodorant container.
But this only made the desire in her pussy seem worse, and she knew that she wasn't going to be able to satisfy her anal lust anyway.
She pulled the roll-on all the way out of her ass and sat it on the bare wood floor beside the bed.
She settled her feet flat on the bed at the foot and pointed her knees at opposite walls of the bedroom.
She closed her eyes and her whole body jerked as she placed the tip of her right forefinger at the base of her pussy slit.
Wendy could tell that she wasn't going to be able to tease herself for much longer. She was nearing the end.
The pretty little teenager could tell that her will was becoming weak, and she ran her finger lightly up and down the pink, bald outer lips of her boiling cooze.
She could feel her clit swelling up even more than before, pushing out from under the protective sheath that usually all but covered it.
The clitoris' foreskin was being pushed up and out of the way by her throbbing, aching love button.
Wendy wanted to explore all of the nooks and crannies of her pussy before touching the magic spot.
She rubbed at the sides of the clit and then fingered the outer edges of the inner lips, Which were curled back.
Her pussy looked like a pink rose blossom in spring.
She knew that a man's cock would turn it into a full-fledged flower.
The little girl pushed the inner lips gently apart with her fingertips and began to explore the area between.
She massaged her urethra, and then pushed her finger up into her fuck hole.
More than anything else in the world she wanted to stick her fingers deep up inside her wanton pussy.
But she didn't get her fingers very far between her inner labia when she felt the thin wall that blocked the path to her yearning womb.
She could feel her intact hymen, and she pressed against it a little, feeling it stretch beneath the pressure.
She wanted to keep her cherry until she lost her virginity for real.
She wanted to be able to prove her chastity to the man she chose to be her first lover. She wanted to offer her cherry as a gift to the man who would pop it with his long thick cock.
Little did Wendy Wellington know that her cherry did not have long to live.
At that moment, Marvin Wellington was pulling into the driveway, home early because of the bomb scare.
The little girl did not hear the car pulling up in front of the white house because she could only hear her own breathing, mixed with her moaning.
She found that it was next to impossible to breathe normally.
There was no way she could completely fill her lungs with air.
Her breathing was increasingly short and rapid as she touched her private parts.
She was panting like the wild animal she wanted so badly to become.
She could feel the tension in her lower abdomen growing until she was on the very brink of bliss.
She knew that she wasn't going to have to touch her clit for very long at all before the volcano would erupt.
She placed the tip of her left forefinger at the top of her pussy slit, touching her blonde pubies.
She pulled the skin back with that finger, drawing the foreskin completely away from the clitoris.
In this way she made the entire little man in the boat exposed and available to her loving caress.
Wendy dabbed at her clit with the tip of her other forefinger, her hips jerking upward with each subtle contact.
Even though she was touching her clit as lightly as she could, the sensations she was receiving in her brain were amplified a thousand times by the intenseness of her sexual arousal.
She placed her finger on her clit and left it there.
She could feel her pussy flesh start to spasm wildly.
All of the muscles in her body tensed at the same time.
Hot perspiration oozed from all of the pores in her body.
She let out a sharp cry of pleasure just as her father slammed the car door shut out in the driveway.
She only heard herself once again and had no idea that it would be in her best interest to keep quiet.
The little girl began to move her clit around.
She rolled the love button in a slow sensuous circle.
She moved the center of her womanly pleasure lovingly.
Wendy rolled the ball of fire as if it were a marble in oil. She could feel the explosions starting inside her pussy.
She could feel the joy spreading in waves and ripples.
Her bliss filled her hips, growing larger like the concentric circles in a still pond interrupted by a tossed pebble. She started out touching her clit lightly and moving it slowly, but steadily increased both the pressure and the speed as her orgasm soared up her spine.
Her eyes closed as tight as they would go at that point.
Her eyelids were wrinkled as they clenched, little lines also forming at the corners of her eyes.
This made her look older, as if physical pleasure were stripping a little of the little girl's innocence away.
Her long blonde eyelashes were pressed hard against her high cheek bones and her face was very red and wet with sweat.
Beads of hot perspiration from her sexual exertion formed in a straight line across her creased brow.
A dilated vein very close to the surface of her skin at her right temple was visibly throbbing.
The fiery pleasure gathered in a ball at the base of her skull for a moment before moving into her already reeling brain with a fury.
She could see little sparks shooting across the blackness on the insides of her tightly closed eyelids.
She began to thrash her head from side to side so that her blonde hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks.
She began to flick the tip of her finger back and forth across her clit, the cunt juices gushing.
She could tell that the wet spot on the crumpled bedspread beneath her hips was very large by that time.
She could smell the musky scent of her aroused womanhood.
It was wafting up to her nose from between her parted thighs.
Wendy flared her nostrils as she drew the odor in, filling her sinuses with the smell of her cunt.
She could tell that the whole room was starting to smell like an orgy and reminded herself to spray some air-freshener when her passion was through.
She felt as if the bed had left the floor of her bedroom and was spinning as it moved toward the ceiling.
Wendy could tell that her sense of time and space was being altered by the intensity of her pleasure.
Her back teeth were clenched together so hard at that moment that her jaw ached a little bit, but she hardly noticed. The slight discomfort she felt at the sides of her face was nothing compared to the pleasure she felt.
Then her back teeth came unclenched and her mouth fell open, gaping until the corners were stretched tight.
She let out a scream of pleasure, that sounded very much like she was in incredible pain.
As she let out that call of passion her father was stepping into the living room downstairs and he heard it clearly.
She sounded like she was being whipped by a masked sadist and Marvin Wellington was very concerned.
He dropped his stuff on the edge of the couch and headed for the base of the staircase, sure that his pretty teenage daughter was in dire danger.
Wendy continued to finger her clit until her .orgasm was over.
She could feel all of her muscles relax at the same time.
The ecstasy of her orgasm was gone, but sensation remained.
The bliss of her climax had been replaced by the warm contentment of her post-orgasmic afterglow.
She left her finger on her clit and listened to her racing heartbeat slowly returning to normal.
She could tell that she could now fill her lungs with air and struggled to catch her breath. She pressed against her clit firmly and her hips jerked upward with the tiny spasms she felt.
She then pulled her fingers away from her pussy.
Wendy felt like she was never going to want to close her legs again.
She could see how wet and sticky her fingers had become.
She pressed her fingers together with the knuckles straight and then pulled them apart so that bridges of cunt juice formed between.
She held her fingers under her nose so she could savor the odor of the juice and then began to lick them clean.
Wendy knew from experience that she liked the flavor of her natural lubrication as much as the scent.
She stuck her fingers into her mouth and wrapped her full sensuous lips around them very firmly.
She rolled her tongue thickly over the fingers, sucking away all of the delicious honey from her quim.
It was then that she heard the clomping of shoes on the stairs and she knew that she was in trouble.
She hurriedly tried to get under the covers so she could pretend that she was just taking a nap.
But it was too late. Daddy burst in. He saw her naked. He could smell the lust. He knew what she had been doing and his eyes filled with fury.
PART TWO
"What the hell do you think you are doing young lady?" Marvin screamed, standing in the doorway.
All of a sudden, Wendy's mouth and throat felt as if they were filled with chalk dust and mud.
She tried to speak but only made dry coughing noises.
She covered her nipples with her right forearm and placed the palm of her left hand over her pussy.
She could tell that her father was very angry, and she knew that there was nothing she could say to avoid the inevitable punishment.
Wendy could feel the pressure growing behind her bright blue eyes, and she could tell they were becoming bloodshot.
She could feel her eyes welling rapidly with tears, and it was only seconds before those tears spilled.
The salt water stained tracks along her cheeks and ran along the sides of her nose to the corners of her mouth.
She could taste a little of the water getting on her tongue.
It tasted bitter, as if even her tears were filled with fear.
"You were playing with yourself, weren't you?" Marvin screamed.
Wendy could tell that there was no point in denying it.
She had been caught red-handed so to speak.
She nodded weakly, trying to blink away her tears so she could focus her vision properly to look at him.
Marvin Wellington was a huge man. A bear of a man.
He stood well over six feet tall and his shoulders were broad.
His chest was like a barrel and his shoulders and back were covered with thick slabs of muscle.
He weighed well over two-hundred pounds-twice as much as his youthful daughter-which is in no way to say he was overweight.
The man did not have an ounce of fat on him.
His life had been filled with hard physical labor.
He was enormous and awesomely strong. Wendy was afraid of him.
"You can't get enough, can you, you little whore?" Marvin said, his face turning red from his anger.
It hurt to have her father say things like that to her.
She had tried so hard to be a good girl. Being called a whore was a low blow.
"I-I-I'm sorry, Daddy," Wendy managed to say.
She could feel the words sticking in her dry throat.
Her voice was so weak that it was barely audible.
"You have been giving it to every boy in town haven't you?"
"No, Daddy. I've been good. Honest I have," she cried.
"You have been the slut of this town for a while now, huh?"
"It's not true," she said with panic in her shrill voice.
"Well, if you are going to give it to everyone else, I might as well get a little too, huh?" he said.
Wendy could feel the blood draining from her face.
Those were the worst words she had ever heard. It occurred to the pretty little blonde for the first time that her Daddy was going to rape her.
"NO! NO! NO!" she screamed, and once again she struggled to crawl underneath her covers, where she thought she would be safer.
But Marvin charged into the room and grabbed her by her hair.
He pulled on her golden locks so hard, she thought that he was going to pull clumps out of her scalp by the roots painfully.
Her head snapped back and she was forced to stay on top of the covers, on her back, so her father would be able to admire her nudity lustfully.
She found herself looking at the crotch of his pants and she couldn't help but notice the bulge there.
She knew that he was getting horny and she felt soiled as he gazed at her tits and pussy with a cruel smile on his face.
"You don't move," he said. "I'll be right back. If you try to get away I am going to beat the living shit out of you."
Wendy remembered the screams of pain she used to hear from her mother at night when she was beaten.
She knew that Marvin was not making idle threats. He meant every word of what he said to his daughter.
He was crazy, Wendy knew. A complete lunatic, and now she was going to pay the price for her decision to stay behind when her mother packed her bags and got the hell out of the house.
The man stomped out of the room and Wendy knew that there was no escape.
She had no idea how long he was going to be gone, and she didn't want to get caught running.
Besides she was naked and running through the neighborhood without any clothes on didn't seem like a very good idea at all to the pretty girl.
Her eyes were so swollen that blinking was uncomfortable.
The insides of her eyelids felt as if they were made of sandpaper from the weeping Wendy had done.
As it turned out Marvin was not gone for very long at all.
Before Wendy could clear the cob-webs out of her terrorized mind, he was back, holding four pieces of copper wire.
The man slammed the door shut behind him so hard that she thought the wood would crack or the hinges would come off.
She trembled violently as if she were trying to shake herself right out of her skin, and her sweat turned cold.
Her pours were no longer oozing the hot sweat or exertion, but rather she became drenched with the icy sweat of anxiety.
The sweat had the scent of bitter almonds to it, as if poison were coming from her skin in her panic.
Marvin walked to the side of the bed and cruelly grabbed Wendy's right wrist in his huge paw.
His hands and feet were very large. In spite of the girth of his upper body, his waist and hips were very slim.
The man was built like a triangle point down.
Wendy couldn't help but think that he was built for fucking.
Wendy had always thought that Daddy was very handsome.
His hair was just as light as her own and cut conservatively short.
The hair was so light that the gray at his temples was hardly noticeable.
His jaw was firm and broad. His chin had a dimple in the center.
His thighs were thick and heavily muscled, making Wendy wonder if one of his thighs was bigger around than her waist.
The man pulled her right arm back over her head so that the elbow was locked in the straight position.
He pressed her wrist against the right head bedpost and then wrapped one of the pieces of copper wire around the post and her wrist at the same time.
Wendy knew that there were four pieces of wire and correctly assumed that all four of her limbs would be bound.
"Please, Daddy, don't do this to me," Wendy said.
Her voice quivered from the emotion clustered in her throat.
She sounded whiney. She was whimpering like a sad puppy.
He tied the wire around her wrist so tightly that it was obvious he was not concerned about how much he hurt her.
Wendy knew that it was in her best interest not to struggle.
She knew that her punishment would only be worse if she battled Daddy.
Her best bet was to let him have his way with her, and hope that the whole thing was over quickly.
She could feel her nipples once again becoming hard and erect, which she thought extremely peculiar.
She could feel those nipples tingling, just as they did when she prepared to give herself pleasure.
She was astounded as she realized that the thought of being raped by her father was making her hornier than hell.
This filled her with guilt, but she would later realize that her arousal was a blessing in disguise.
Her pussy was swelling and lubricating with horniness, and this was bound to decrease the inevitable pain the savage incestuous rape would cause.
The man tied the copper wire around her slim white wrist so tight that it bit painfully into the flesh.
She knew that she was going to have ugly red rings around her wrists and ankles when the bondage was removed.
If it was removed, she thought in horror. For all she knew he would keep her naked on the bed forever.
His mind had obviously snapped. For all she knew he planned to kill her after he was done with her.
The wire was so tight against the veins in her wrist that the circulation of blood to her hand was interrupted.
She could feel pins and needles in her fingertips before they became numb, and it wasn't long before she could feel nothing in that hand.
She wiggled her fingers, finding the knuckles becoming increasingly stiff.
When the hand became numb she found she couldn't move her fingers at all.
Her hand was like a dead fish attached to her bound wrist.
Marvin grabbed the three remaining wires and walked around the foot of the single bed to the other side.
He repeated the bondage process with the other wrist and walked to the foot of the bed, like a cat circling his prey, preparing for the kill.
Wendy prayed that she would be able to pass out and sleep through the rape, but her consciousness remained intact.
She struggled to breathe and she could see her breasts heaving up and down as she gasped wildly.
The tears flowed steadily, following the tracks that had already been made on her smooth cheeks.
The little girl winced as she felt her father lean over the foot of the bed and grab both of her ankles at the same time.
She had kept her knees tightly together up until that moment.
He pulled her ankles apart, making sure that the knees were straight, until her toes were pointed toward the bedposts at the foot of the bed.
He bound her ankles as he had her wrists and Wendy soon couldn't move her toes any better than her fingers.
Her thighs parted to a ninety degree angle, and she could feel both her inner and outer cunt lips parting.
The man stared at her pink pussy without shame and Wendy could see him turn up one corner of his mouth.
His eyes looked sadistic and his smile was inwardly cruel.
He made a hissing sound as if he had become a snake.
Wendy wondered if it was possible that her father had suddenly been possessed by Satan himself. He was evil incarnate.
The man was wearing his work clothes, a light denim work shirt and a pair of black trousers.
His hands went to his shirt and he slowly unbuttoned it, untucking the tails from the top of his pants to unbutton the bottom one.
He pulled the shirt off his shoulders and pulled his huge hand briskly out of the light blue sleeves.
The man then threw the work-shirt carelessly over his shoulder.
It struck the wall before falling silently to the floor of the bedroom in the corner nearest the door.
His hands went to his belt and Wendy was convinced that she didn't have long to wait before she would see his cock and balls.
Wendy had never actually seen an erect penis, and she was very curious as to what one looked like.
She had envisioned a lot of thick, stiff pricks in her fantasy, but it was hard since she only had diagrams to base them on.
She was starting to think judging from the size of the bulge in the huge man's crotch-that a stiff prick was going to be a lot bigger than the ones she had imagined in her masturbation daydreams.
He unbuckled the large brass buckle on his thick, black leather belt.
Instead of pulling down his pants however, Marvin had a better idea.
He pulled the belt out of all the loops at his waist, one at a time, until he was holding the strap in his right hand firmly.
He folded the belt in half and held it tightly in his fist by the metal end.
He then cracked the strap across his left palm making a sound that burned forever into Wendy's memory.
She knew that he was going to beat her with the belt.
It made a sound that reminded the pretty little blonde of gunfire, or perhaps a car back-firing.
She knew that it was going to make that same sound on her own flesh when he whipped her with it.
"Before I plow you good, you hot little cunt, I'm going to thrash you until you beg me to stop."
Wendy couldn't believe that anyone could be so cruel.
Yet his abusive words made her cunt throb with anticipation.
She could feel her pussy flesh becoming fully engorged.
Again her cunt juices formed a pool at the base of her slit.
Marvin could see how wet and swollen she was getting between her parted thighs, and he knew that she wanted his cock, which only confirmed in his warped mind the fact that his lovely daughter had turned out to be the town slut.
The man moved to the side of the bed and raised his right arm, the one holding the belt, high over his head.
He did not tease her. He began to whip her right away.
SMACK! He brought the thick strap down.
The belt struck her right nipple and filled her brain with the worst pain she had ever known.
That nipple began to swell and turn red from the abuse.
She knew that the nipple would soon discolor, and appear bruised from the savage belt whipping.
She could feel it swelling, but differently than it did when she was horny.
She heard herself letting out a sharp shriek of pain.
SMACK! He hit the other nipple and every muscle in her body jerked.
Her bondage was so stringent that she could only move her head from side to side and her hips up and down.
Lifting her buttocks from the bed by arching her back took a lot of energy, and that was something that Wendy was running low on.
"First your mother, and now you. You women are all cunts. It's about time you got what you deserve."
He smacked at the front of her body until her breasts, her belly and the front of her thighs were striped with angry red welts.
He then tossed the belt away and his hands once again went for the top of his black trousers. He unhooked the little hook and pulled the fly all the way to the bottom.
Almost as an afterthought, the man sat on the edge of the bed so he could remove his huge shoes.
He pulled off his socks and tossed these aside also before resuming his standing position.
He stood by the side of the bed so that his frightened daughter would have no trouble seeing what he was doing, even through her tears.
He wanted her to see his long hard cock the second he whipped it out.
He hooked his thumbs under the top of his pants and the elastic to his underwear at the same time.
He then pulled them down fast, and his cock came popping out as if it were hinged on tight springs.
Wendy sucked cool air in through puckered lips when she saw her father's cock for the very first time.
This verified the fact that Wendy had been grossly underestimating how big a cock was supposed to be in her fantasies.
He was huge. His cock had to be ten inches long.
And it was thick too. Wendy knew that her tiny fingers wouldn't even make it all the way around that thick shaft.
No matter how hard the little girl tried she couldn't imagine that huge pole fitting inside her unused pussy.
She was sure that he was going to tear her apart with his prick.
She figured that he would kill her and she would be left to die with blood pouring from her cunt.
Wendy had never given much thought to the way she would prefer to die, but she knew internal bleeding was not high on the list.
He quickly pulled his pants and his jockey shorts off at the same time and kicked them out of the way with a large big toe.
He stood there naked before her, and she found that she couldn't take her eyes off his crotch.
There was some kind of morbid fascination that riveted her swollen baby blues to Daddy's cock and balls.
She could see that the head of his cock was the thickest part.
It was a deep purple color and was obviously engorged.
The skin that covered the head was stretched tight and appeared very thin.
Wendy thought that the huge head of her Daddy's cock looked as if it would explode if another drop of blood tried to pump into it.
The skin looked very smooth, as smooth as a pane of glass, to the frightened and bound little blonde.
She looked at the little hole at the tip of his prick and she could see it opening and closing.
The piss hole was throbbing and she could see that there were little lips on that hole which were also swollen.
Wendy knew that both the man's come and his piss came out of this hole.
The shaft of his prick was only slightly less thick than the head, but it too was as hard as a rock.
It was a shade lighter than the glans, and she could see there were swollen veins running close to the surface on the underside.
Those veins made his cock look like an angry weapon.
The whole cock was bobbing up and down, the tip coming very close to striking Marvin in the belly.
His cock was so long that the tip would have struck him well above the navel if that contact had been made.
Wendy lowered her eyes a little so she could see the wrinkled dangling sack below his thick prick.
The sack looked as if it were filled to the brim with the man's hot sticky, come.
It looked as if it were ready to overflow with fuck juice.
Even as Wendy thought about the damage the huge cock would do to her virgin pussy, she could feel her clit quivering at the top of her pussy slit.
The juice was dripping from the base of the slit into the crack of her ass, and the guilt she had felt over her horniness was fading.
She panted with both fear and arousal, and she knew that the latter was slowly replacing the former.
The tension in her lower abdomen had returned.
Her loins felt as if they were filled with buzzing hornets.
She knew that she was going to have her pussy penetrated for the first time.
A bit of her childhood was about to be torn away from her forever.
She had wanted to lose her virginity anyway, she said in mental surrender.
Of course, she had never imagined that it would be like this.
At least she was on a real bed, and not in the back seat of a car with a boy with stale beer on his breath.
She could see the man's testicles resting at the base of his scrotal sack, and she wondered if they were swollen or always that large.
His testicles looked to be the size of golf balls.
The man could feel the fire in his nuts and he was anxious to get his rocks off.
But first he wanted to go down on that sweet pink cunt.
He wanted to get his face between those smooth milky thighs.
He could smell her pussy from the side of the bed and this was doing a lot to enhance his insatiable lust.
He knew that hew would love the flavor of that nearly hairless pussy, and yearned to hear her squeal when he sucked and bit at her clit.
The man crawled onto the bed so that his feet were dangling off the foot and his face was between her thighs.
He began to kiss and lick at the insides of her thighs, which felt better than Wendy would have ever been able to imagine.
She remembered thinking while masturbating that being touched had to be a thousand times better than touching herself.
As Daddy flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth on her sensitive thighs, she knew that her assumption had been one-hundred percent true.
Marvin kissed his way slowly down his daughter's thighs.
He tickled her a little behind the knees, which she liked a great deal.
The man continued to move toward the foot of the bed.
He kissed at her calves and gave her little love bites there.
"What are you going to do, Daddy," Wendy asked in a sweet voice.
"I want to kiss your beautiful little feet," Marvin said.
He allowed the tip of his tongue to stick out of his mouth a bit.
He flicked the tip of his tongue across her right anklebone.
The little girl could feel her toes opening and closing rapidly. "OOOOH, DADDY! It feels great!, " Wendy said.
She could hear her father chuckle lightly with amusement.
The man was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed.
He was looking at the little girl's feet with lust in his eyes.
He tongue shot out and he began to lick her big toe.
The handsome Daddy sucked on each of her toes one at a time.
Wendy thought that it felt blissful and closed her eyes.
The corners of her mouth turned into a happy grin.
Her lips pulled back over her teeth a bit with her smile.
She bared her pearly white teeth as her face stretched from joy.
The pleasure traveled from her feet up the insides of her thighs.
She felt the' sensations going straight to her wet cooze.
Her poontang juice was dripping plentifully as he sucked her feet.
Marvin got his tongue between the little girl's tiny toes.
He flicked the tip of his tongue rapidly back and forth there.
Wendy couldn't believe that this didn't tickle.
She figured that she couldn't be ticklish and horny at the same time.
Her toes were wet from the hot saliva her father spilled on them.
He did this for a long time and then kissed up her ankles again.
This time the little girl knew he was heading straight for her cunt.
His eyes were riveted on the pink flesh of her pussy.
He could see how wet and swollen his daughter's poontang was.
He sniffed lightly, savoring the scent of her cooze.
He could see that both sets of labia were fully engorged.
The man got up on the bed on his belly once again.
He flicked the tip of his tongue up and down her inner thighs.
He allowed his hands to run over the flat plain of her belly.
He placed the palms of his hands over her perky young tits.
He opened his fingers as far apart as he could to grip her tits.
Then he got her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Marvin began to lightly pinch at her feminine erections.
"I need you between my legs," Wendy said with a gasp.
Marvin began to bite savagely at her inner thighs just then.
He caused her pain and left red marks.
"Sweet pussy. Sweet sweet pussy," Marvin said with a sigh, working ever-closer to the outer lips of her pussy with his hot mouth.
He placed his hands on her belly and occasionally touched spots that stung from the saving belt whipping the little girl had gotten.
He ran the palms of his hands with the fingers spread far apart over her belly and the base of her rib cage.
He then gathered her breast flesh up into his palms and Wendy could feel her big tits being held completely for the first time in her short life.
Marvin positioned his palms so that the swollen nipples were pressing their centers, and pressed his fingers in, dimpling the flesh.
He began to fondle and massage her sore tits, which hurt and felt good at the same time, a phenomenon that Wendy was beginning to take for granted.
He pinched at her discoloring nipples which made her jerk and scream out with the horrible agony.
Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks and the bedding beneath her was soaked from her plethora of sweat.
The man then placed the tip of his tongue at the base of her cunt, lapping at the patch of skin between her pussy and her ass-hole where her natural lubrication was gathered thickly.
The little girl could feel the tension in her hips growing to heights that she had never before known.
She could tell that she would have the best orgasm of her life when he found her love button with his tongue.
She figured that all of the orgasms she had given herself up to that point had been merely little girl comes.
Daddy was going to make her come like a woman, first with his hot mouth, then with his thick prick.
"Ummmmm, you sure taste good," Marvin said quietly.
Wendy noticed that the tone of his voice had mellowed.
She wondered if his ire was waning as his lust grew.
It was all false hope as he viciously pulled her nipples and filled her mind with pain.
Wendy knew that life was going on as usual outside the house, the rest of the world being unaware of her torture.
She knew that the same crew of boys were hanging around in front of the firehouse watching the cars go by on Livingston Street.
They were plotting ways to steal comic books while the uniformed high school girls who worked at the general store weren't looking.
The boys who had cars were wasting gas by driving around town in circles, looking for "action" in vain.
Out by Red Creek, where the railroad bridge crosses, she knew that there were kids swimming and playing.
Perhaps they were skinny-dipping, which is something Wendy understood was common but had never participated in.
She was much too shy to allow herself to be in a situation where she would have to be naked around boys.
Daddy began to lick lightly at the swollen outer lips of her pussy and he released his grip on her nipples.
He moved his fingers to the insides of her thighs and turned his long thick fingers inward toward her cunt.
He ran his palms down her thighs until his fingers were on the outer labia, where he pressed his fingertips firmly into the flesh.
He then pulled the lips apart, separating all of the pink fold of flesh until her cunt looked like a slab of raw meat.
All of those membranes were engorged and wet.
Marvin could see the flesh glistening in the late afternoon sunlight which beamed in through the window.
He licked between the inner and outer lips, where the taste of her pussy was richest and at its most pungent.
He licked at the sides of her clit without allowing his tongue to make direct contact with the center of her womanly pleasure.
He flicked the tip of his tongue up and down the outer edges of her inner lips, and then became bolder and used his tongue to push them apart.
He stiffened his tongue and concentrated on making it as pointy as possible at the very tip, pushing it between her lips.
It wasn't long, as he licked deeper with each tongue stroke, that he discovered her cherry was intact.
The man realized that his little girl had been telling the truth about being good, and for a moment Wendy thought the physical evidence of her virginity would be enough to calm Daddy down.
But the exact opposite happened. Marvin Wellington had never popped a little girl's cherry before and the idea of being his daughter's very first fuck excited him to no end, and he laughed sadistically.
Wendy thought of pleading for mercy, but knew that it would do no good.
She got the impression that he would slap her brutally hard repeatedly across the face if she bored him further with her whining.
The man pressed against the thin wall of membrane that had for so long protected the pretty blonde girl's maidenhood.
He could feel that skin being stretched tight as he pressed his tongue against it and he knew that it would be no match for the head of his cock when it came time for him to stick it in her.
He pulled his tongue out of the mouth of her fuck hole and went for her clit.
He dabbed the tip of his tongue lightly against the little man in the boat and Wendy could feel herself moving to the edge of ecstasy for the second time in a matter of minutes. She was ready to come.
He was not the world's most patient man and it wasn't long before he was licking at her clit as hard as he could.
He battered the center of her womanly pleasure as if he were a boxer working-out on a small punching bag.
Wendy thought that she was going to pass out from the pureness of the pleasure and immediately exploded into a mind-boggling climax.
A little spurt of liquid came out of her urethra and struck her father smack in his dimpled chin.
She could feel the ultimate physical joy rolling up her spine as the pleasure spread to fill her body.
She thrashed her head from side to side and strained to arch her back and lift her ass cheeks up.
She managed to get her ass a couple of inches off of the bed, thus pressing her cunt hard against his mouth.
The man puckered his lips and pressed them into the swollen cunt flesh so he could suck on her love button.
The man noticed that the little girl's cunt was ballooning, making her clit submerge in the swollen sea.
He sucked both the clit and the surrounding fold deep into his mouth, never taking the tip of his tongue off the magic spot.
He sucked so hard that he drew in his cheeks from the vacuum he was creating and Wendy could hear her father making sloppy noises.
He slurped and gurgled as he sucked and licked at her spasming love button simultaneously, making her pleasure grow.
Just when she thought the waves of orgasmic joy were bound to die down, the man sucked the clit and returned them to full intensity once again.
Wendy couldn't tell if she had one incredibly long orgasm, or if she experienced two that were so close together that they were indistinguishable.
Time was elongated so things that actually only took a few seconds seemed like much longer to the stringently bound little nymphet.
Just when Marvin figured her climax was peaking he got his teeth on her clit and began to close his jaw.
He gave the little girl's love button a sharp bite, and for a moment Wendy thought he had bitten the damn thing right off.
Her ecstasy turned to agony and her eyes went do wide that the white was visible all the way around the baby blue pupils.
Her eyes bulged and bugged, making her think that they were going to come popping right out of their sockets.
She could feel her stomach tying itself into tight knots.
Then he pulled his face out of her pussy and rested his chin on her pubic mound, looking at her face contort.
She looked at him in astonishment, as if she couldn't believe that such horrible pain was possible. The man's chin and lips were wet and shiny from the natural lubrication that had spilled on them.
He could feel his hard cock pinned against the bed by the flat, muscular plain of his stomach.
He had to lift his hips to relieve the pressure on his penis, which was starting to become uncomfortable.
The worst of the pain in her clit faded and she could feel the ache there mixing with her afterglow.
She knew that she was about to take his cock, and she tried not to think about the horrible damage he might do.
He moved up on the bed so that he was sprawled directly on top of his daughter, with his cock pinned between their abdomens.
Wendy once again thought, as she felt all ten inches against her belly, that there was no way that lance of manhood would fit inside her tiny cunt.
But she also knew that her father was not going to stop trying until he had achieved complete penetration.
He would use brute force to fuck her, if necessary.
And she had a sneaking suspicion that it was going to be.
At the same time that Wendy was trying to push her fear into the back of her mind, she could feel a craving inside her pussy.
She knew that her Daddy's cock was bound to do even more than touch her in places that she had never been touched before.
She knew that that ten inch prick was going to touch her in places that she didn't even know she had.
Deep internal places. Places that Wendy would have thought couldn't be reached from the outside.
The full weight of her father's body crushed down on her making it very difficult for her to breathe.
She could feel her breasts pressed flat against his chest.
By this time the little girl's bruised nipples were numbed, and she was no longer conscious of the pain there.
All she could think about was the ache she felt inside her cunt.
She wanted to be impaled by his prick, in spite of the pain she knew that penetration would cause.
She could feel a spot at the top of her love tunnel, very close to her dimpled cervix, burning with desire.
She could tell that the new magic spot so close to the mouth of her womb was taking over as the center of her desire.
It was usurping the position from her swelling clit.
The man had not bitten her clit hard enough to draw blood.
It was just the sensitized nerve-ending there that made the damage to her pussy feel as if it were severe.
The man placed the palms of his hands flat on the bed on either side of the little girl's head.
Her hair was soaking wet and sticking to both her scalp and her face from the sweat she spilled.
Marvin straightened his arms and lifted his upper body away from hers.
Her breasts returned to their normal shape and she could breathe again.
He lifted his hips so that only the very tip of his prick was touching the pretty blonde's abdomen.
He moved back and Wendy could feel his piss hole throbbing against her mound as it approached her pussy. Wendy jerked upward with her hips and winced as she felt the tip of his pole touch her ravaged clit.
Under normal circumstances, Wendy knew, she would enjoy having her clit massaged by the piss hole, and she would have wanted her father to linger there.
But her clit was sore and the sensation was too intense.
Marvin straightened his arms until he looked like he were about to do a series of push-ups on top of her.
He supported the weight of his upper body with his left arm alone and reached back with his right hand.
The man wrapped his long thick fingers around the base of his throbbing cock and gave it a little squeeze.
He was experimenting. Marvin wanted to make sure that his prick was as hard and thick as possible.
He was satisfied with the results of the test and used his hand to guide the tip of his aching cock.
He slid the tip down to the base of her slit and began to press down with his hips the second it was in place.
Wendy knew that her inner cunt lips were going to be asked to open further than they had ever done before.
She could feel 'the flesh pulling taut as he adjusted his hips so his shaft would be at the appropriate angle for penetration.
His scrotal sack felt as if it were filled with freshly lit canned heat.
He could feel his sticky semen swimming around his testicles.
Already the muscular man could feel the little tickle at the base of his prick.
He knew that the tickle would do nothing but grow in intensity until his orgasm reached the point of inevitability.
Her cunt was forced gaping open, and she could feel her inner labia struggling to grip the head of his cock.
Wendy thought that the man's engorged glans looked like a mushroom, or perhaps a purple doorknob.
She could feel his cock tip pressing against her maidenhead, and she knew that the pain of penetration was only seconds away.
She took a deep breath as deep as was possible under the circumstances since she didn't know when she would next get the opportunity to replenish her supply of oxygen.
She got the impression that she wasn't going to be able to breathe at all once his cock was forced up inside her.
"Tell me you want it!" Marvin screamed out at the top of his lungs, holding his hips still for a moment.
"I WANT IT!" Wendy screamed out. She wasn't lying.
Her voice was filled with intrinsic sincerity.
Marvin could tell that she wasn't lying to him.
He knew that she needed the fuck as bad as he did.
Throughout the abuse her horniness had grown.
He had already given her one orgasm, and it was just starting.
Wendy got the impression that she was going to come more times than she could count once he got to her cervix with his piss hole.
"Tell me how much you want it!" Marvin demanded. "I want it more than anything else in the world, Daddy."
This made the man laugh sadistically. He curled his lip into a sneer.
He tensed the muscles in his buttocks until the cheeks of his ass were pressed firmly together.
His ass cheeks were rock hard when the muscles were tensed.
One would have not been able to get those ass cheeks apart with a crow bar.
He stabbed down with his hips and he could feel the hymen tear away from the cunt walls, making a horrible audible ripping noise. Her cherry popped.
Wendy gave out a sharp scream of pain as she felt her chastity torn away from her forever and ever.
She said a tearful, if not nostalgic, good-bye to her childhood.
She felt as if she had just been stabbed in the cunt with a red hot poker. It felt just terrible.
The little girl could feel something warm and thick inside her pussy mixing with the fruit juices.
Her face turned very pale for a moment as she realized that this was her own blood she was feeling.
She knew that the solution dripping out of the base of her gaping cunt was pink and was staining the bed.
Wendy was pleased to find that the worst of the pain was over for her in a matter of seconds.
She didn't know why this was, but suspected that the nerve-endings there had been numbed by the abuse.
All that was left was a dull ache which blended perfectly with the ache of desire she was feeling deep inside.
Her fuck hole was shriveled and closed from lack of use.
Marvin was going to have to pry that hole wide open before he could fuck her with his whole cock the way he wanted to.
He began to press down with his hips, using a firm, steady pressure, and his face reflected his exertion.
The man's lips were pulled back over his teeth into a tight grimace as his eyelids clenched closed.
Even though he was pressing down very hard the tip of his cock was only moving inside a fraction of an inch at a time.
Time dragged and Wendy thought that it would take forever for the tip of his cock to reach the magic spot of desire.
She could tell that the orgasm she would receive from having her cunt fucked would be different from either the ones she had given herself by diddling her clit or the one the old man had given her with his tongue.
Those had come from her clit, clitoral orgasms they were called, and this one was going to come from inside her cunt.
She was only seconds away from the first deep vaginal climax of her life and each second seemed like an eternity.
Finally Marvin reached the magic spot and Wendy burst into the anticipated orgasm with a fury. "CCCOOOMMMIIINNNGGG!! ! " Wendy hollered out.
She found that this new kind of come was shorter yet sharper than the ones she had previously experienced.
But the best thing about the deep vaginal orgasm was that she could tell it was only the first of many that would follow during the course of the savage incestuous rape.
Marvin could feel her pussy muscles spasming with her ecstasy.
As those muscle contracted sharply, they squeezed his cock.
This made him moan and press down harder with his hips.
The cunt hole loosened with the climax and his progress quickened.
Wendy could feel the back wall of her pussy being stretched.
By the time her inner cunt lips gripped at the very base of his cock she couldn't believe how filled with cock meat her pussy felt.
She felt as if she really were being impaled by his pole of manhood.
The tip of his cock seemed to find her deepest core, and she knew that there would be nothing but pleasure once he started to slide it in and out.
PART THREE
Wendy was sure that her father was going to start his natural fucking motion the second he had completely violated her.
But she was wrong. Instead he continued to grind down with his hips, giving the illusion of sinking his cock even deeper inside her.
He gyrated his hips slowly, moving in tiny circles, so he was stretching the inner lips and inner walls in every possible direction.
His pubic bone was pressed against hers tightly and she could feel his pubic hair pressing against the top of her mound where she had none.
Then he began to pull back with his hips, and he didn't stop until only the head of his cock remianed inside her cunt.
She could feel her stretched pussy lips struggling to grip at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
He paused at the top of his stroke and then plunged downward again, ramming all ten inches inside her pussy in one fell swoop.
The little girl let out a sharp grunt that emptied her lungs as she felt her pussy go from completely empty to completely full.
Again her eyes bulged and she thought they would pop out.
She sounded asthmatic as she struggled to inhale again.
The man began to fuck her cunt slowly, using the entire length of his thick prick with each stroke.
He steadily picked up the pace of the fuck as he went along and the little girl could hear the wet, sucking noises that her pussy made as the rod worked in and out.
Her inner cunt lips were stretched far out and pushed far in by the girth of his prick as he fucked her.
She soon had her second orgasm, and this was followed by her third.
She didn't bother to count after that because she was much too busy experiencing the pleasure to be worried about numbers.
The man let out little grunting noises each time he rammed his prick into the bleeding hole and he could tell that his cock was going to be covered with blood by the time he was finished with that poontang.
He could feel her incredibly tight cunt tugging at his cock each time he withdrew and the tickle at the base of his pole got progressively worse.
He knew that he wasn't going to be able to fuck her for long before his own orgasm would end the act.
Her pussy muscles quickly became talented and Marvin couldn't help but notice that the inner walls felt as if they were covered with a thousand magic fingers all put there especially to stroke his cock as he humped.
The little girl's orgasm got closer and closer together until she couldn't tell when one ended and the next one began.
It felt more like she was having one incredibly long come that it did like she was having a series of shorter ones.
"Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me harder," Wendy exclaimed.
She was a bit shocked, even in her lust, to hear that kind of language coming out of her mouth.
She had never spoken that way in front of her father before and she was afraid for a moment that he would get angry at her use of the vulgarity.
But again she was wrong. The man seemed to like it, and he responded by shifting his hips into high gear.
"I CAN'T STOP COMING!" Wendy called out.
"Your cunt is so tight," Marvin said in a frenzy. "SO. . .FUCKING. . .TIGHT! Feels so, so good!"
Wendy could feel a flush of pride come to her face as she realized the pleasure she was giving her father.
The mixture of pain and pleasure had rattled Wendy's mind.
She was no longer thinking rationally, to Marvin's delight.
She had forgotten all about the fact that she was getting raped, that this whole thing had been against her will.
The man could feel his orgasm reaching the point of inevitability.
He fucked his daughter as hard and as fast as he could.
His tight hips were a blur as they pumped up and down.
His cock repeatedly rammed deep into her, past her womb.
Again the little girl felt like she was going to pass out from the pleasure.
This was the way she wanted things to always be.
She wanted to be her Daddy's lover forever and ever.
She was content to be his sex slave and she wanted him to always be her cruel sex master. She figured that she would never be able to get off this hard if she hadn't been bound and beaten.
In her warped mind she figured that it was the pain and the fear that was causing the incredible series of orgasms.
The man plunged his cock all the way into her pussy, the tip stretching at the back wall of her vagina.
He continued to press down and Wendy could tell by the way he was breathing that he was about to come.
He was moaning with each exhale. Each moan was a little louder and higher in pitch than the one before it.
Marvin arched his back and threw back his head so that his face was toward the bedroom's ceiling.
He could feel her cunt muscles tugging him, sucking, and he thought that she was going to suck his scrotal sack dry with her bleeding cunt.
He let out a scream that sounded as if it came from an animal. As he cried out with his orgasm the little girl was reminded of a werewolf howling at the full moon.
He could feel the fiery ball at the base of his cock shoot up the shaft and his piss hole dilated as he bathed the inside of her pussy with his thick fuck sauce.
Then it was over. The passion was done. Wendy had snapped off one last orgasm as her Daddy shot his wad. This had pleased her because it meant that, for an instant, they were both orgasming at the same time.
It was as if there had only been one orgasm, and the two of them father and daughter-had been sharing it.
The little girl sighed as the man pulled his cock out of her cunt and looked down to examine it.
Marvin could see that there was a thick ring of hardening blood at the base of his thick cock.
With his passion spent for the moment, his anger had eased and he decided to free the little girl's bonds.
He removed the wires that held Wendy's wrists in place and them massaged the fingers so the sensation would come back.
"How did you like that, pumpkin?" Marvin asked as he walked to the foot of the bed to free her ankles.
"Oh Daddy, it was better than anything I could have ever imagined. You don't have to tie me up anymore. I like it. You and me can fuck whenever your heart desires," Wendy said in a tiny voice.
Her voice was high-pitched making her sound like she did when she was nine sitting on Daddy's knee.
She knew that there was a part of her that would always be a little girl when she was around her father.
She was his little girl and now the love they shared was no longer platonic. It seemed so natural to Wendy.
She found it hard to believe that she had just broken one of society's strictest taboos with her father.
He massaged her feet and Wendy was very glad when she was able to wiggle her chubby little toes once again.
She liked the way her tiny round toenails looked when they were painted with dark red nail polish.
"I want you to lick my cock clean!" Marvin said.
His voice was stern. He was giving her an order.
It was obvious from the tone of his voice that he was still in no mood to take no for an answer.
"Ummmmm," Wendy said with a happy smile. "Sounds wonderful. I would love to take your cock in my mouth."
Marvin rolled onto his back in the center of his daughter's bed and she moved so that her face was over his crotch.
He lifted his right leg so she could crawl under it and get her head between his thick parted thighs.
She really had no idea how to go about giving a man pleasure with her mouth, but decided to fake it.
She would kiss and lick him as if she were doing it to herself, and hoped that she did it correctly.
Wendy assumed that her father would be quick to correct her if she did anything wrong while going down on him.
The little girl began to kiss her father's thighs, working her way closer to his balls.
She noticed that his scrotal sack still appeared to be filled to the brim with fuck juice even though he had just spilled a great load inside her pussy.
Wendy tried not to look down at her private parts because she knew there was blood all over her thighs and loins.
The flow of blood from the wound Marvin had opened in her pussy with the head of his cock had all but stopped.
The blood she felt in the crack of her ass was starting to harden and feel crusty.
She hoped that her father would allow her to take a shower after a while.
She knew that hot water would feel really nice on her private parts at that moment.
Maybe they could bathe together, she thought. It was something she had never thought about before and decided that it sounded like fun.
"Lick my balls," the man said folding his hands behind his head with his elbows sticking out to the sides.
He raised his knees and shifted his weight to the small of his back so the wrinkled sack would lift away from the bed.
Wendy parted her full, sensuous lips and allowed the tip of her tongue to emerge tentatively.
She could smell his sweaty manhood as she placed the tip of her tongue on the sack, flicking it back and forth gingerly.
She moved her fingertips to the base of the sack, turning her wrist so that her palm was upward.
She lifted his balls so she could get her tongue beneath them.
She became bolder with her tongue as she went along, switching to the flat part instead of using just the tip.
She bobbed his testicles up and down for a moment on the fleshy part of her fingertips, gently and slowly.
Wendy Wellington looked, at that moment, as if she were trying to determine how much they weighed.
She then held the balls aloft so she could lick at the sensitive patch of skin between the base of Marvin's balls and his ass-hole.
She licked at the sack until the entire thing was wet and shiny from the hot spittle she spilled.
She could smell her pussy juice and her own blood mixing with the scent of her father's manhood.
"SUCK MY BALLS!" Marvin ordered, amused that the little girl who had been so frightened at first was now lusty and willing.
Even in his crazed mind he had never expected that he would capture his daughter's will so quickly and completely.
He liked the idea of having a sex slave, and he figured that he now had something to live for.
Wendy opened her mouth and placed her tingling lips on his scrotum, searching around for his right testicle.
The little blonde concentrated on keeping her mouth cottony soft as she sucked his balls, knowing how easily she could hurt him there if she made a mistake and was too rough or something.
The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him.
She didn't want him to get mad at her again.
She figured sex was nicer when anger was not involved.
Still, she liked being dominated completely, and that was something that Marvin seemed to have no trouble doing.
Wendy placed the tips of her fingers on the underside of his cock and she could feel it throbbing.
The man noticed that the ache was returning to his balls. The blood was pumping back into his enormous prick.
His cock was starting to grow rapidly, getting a little longer and thicker with each throb with each rapid beat of his heart.
Wendy could hear him moaning and sighing as she began to stroke the underside of his prick with her fingertips.
Again the inexperienced teenager felt a rush of pride at the knowledge she was giving physical pleasure.
Wendy then lifted herself up on her elbows and placed the tip of her tongue at the base of his cock.
This was the place where the dried blood from her pussy was thickest and she used the tip of her tongue to lick him clean.
She found that the taste of her own blood was not nearly as disgusting as she might have once thought.
She ran her fingers between his stomach and the head of his cock, lifting the tip up in the air.
She wrapped her tiny fingers around the shaft, just below the head, and verified her assumption that they wouldn't make it all the way around.
She squeezed at his cock, pumping it with her fingers, and she could tell that he was going to be as hard as a rock once again in a matter of seconds.
The little girl could tell that he wanted her to suck him so she licked up the underside of his cock to the tip.
She used the blue veins that ran close to the surface of the shaft to guide her tongue's route to the tip.
She found that he was most sensitive on the fleshy patch just below the glans, where the head split, making it resemble a plum.
She paused on this spot and flicked her tongue across it, making the man unable to keep his hips still.
"SUCK IT!" Marvin called out and Wendy concentrated on relaxing the muscles in her jaw.
Wendy could tell that she was going to have to open her mouth as far as she could to take that glans.
She lifted his now stiff cock up further so that the tip was pointing at the ceiling of her bedroom.
She moved her face so that she was hovering over the tip and looked down at the spasming piss hole.
She played with that tiny hole for a second with the tip of her tongue and then allowed her tongue to roll lazily over the purple glans.
Wendy dropped her jaw and felt the corners of her lips pulling tight as her mouth fell gaping open.
She plunged down on the cock and wrapped her lips around the ring of scar tissue at the base of the head.
She continued to use her tongue even though the thickness of that cock head pinned it to the bottom of her mouth.
She could feel her salivary gland going berserk as she started to suck her mouth filling with spit.
Wendy did not bother to swallow more frequently to compenstate, but rather allowed the drool to roll over his cock and down her chin.
Marvin moved his hands to the back of her head, running the fingers through her hair until he pressed her scalp.
He began to push hard at the back of her head and Wendy began to understand exactly what she was expected to do with his pole of manhood.
She knew as he pressed, that he was not going to be satisfied with having just the head of his cock sucked.
She knew that he wanted to ram his whole cock into her, driving the tip deep into her tender throat.
"I want to fuck your face," he said confirming this suspicion.
The little girl knew that there was no way she could do it without causing herself a great deal of pain.
She concentrated on breathing exclusively through her nose.
She knew that there was no way she could prevent the painful violation of her throat, as her father was gripping the back of her head so hard that she couldn't lift up with her neck at all.
She could feel the tip of his prick entering her throat, and she immediately started to gag on it horribly, the tears welling in her eyes, the muscles deep in her throat convulsing painfully.
She made a coughing noise, and for a second she thought that she was going to throw up on him.
But she succeeded in relaxing her muscles after a little while and felt her eyes bulge as the entire length of his ten inch prick disappeared into her mouth.
Her lips moved down the shaft, toward the base of his pole, the tip of her tiny nose getting ever-closer to the thick patch of golden blonde pubic hair that grew on his pubic bone, directly above.
She actually managed to get the whole thing inside, and she couldn't comprehend the fullness of her food pipe.
Wendy felt her father's fingers moving so that he could grab handfuls of her long golden locks.
Wendy felt him drawing back with his hips and pulling up on her head, the cock sliding almost all the way out of her wet, swollen lips.
He then rammed her head down on the rod one more time and she took all ten inches in one fell swoop.
She could feel the spasms in her throat muscles causing the tunnel to squeeze tightly at his shaft.
She knew that this was giving him a great deal of pleasure, and she thought about this facet of the act as hard as she could, trying to push the pain she felt into her sub-conscious where it would not be a bother.
She could tell by the man's breathing that he was very hot, and she knew that he wouldn't be able to fuck her ravaged throat with that huge rod for long.
He began to make whiney noises in his throat and he pressed the back of his head against the foam rubber pillows as hard as he could.
His large hands pushed and pulled at the back of his pretty daughter's head as his powerful hips pumped.
Then he rammed his cock all the way in and held in there for a second.
He continued his fucking, and Wendy could tell the end was near.
She knew that Daddy was on the verge of shooting his load.
She began to squeeze at both of his testicles rhythmically.
She squeezed in sync with the natural throbbing she felt there.
She thought she could feel his semen swirling inside the sack.
His balls felt swollen, and she knew how sensitive they were.
Her squeezes were firm, but never rough. She instinctively knew how hard to squeeze to make it feel the best.
She tried, to tune her mind into her father's pleasure.
She wanted her mind to become his mind, feel his physical bliss.
In that way she would maximize his ecstasy all the way to climax.
She realized at that moment that it wouldn't be long before she would for the first time-taste a man's come.
She was suddenly obsessed with curiosity as to what it would be like when Daddy shot his thick wad.
She realized that she had no idea whatsoever what the texture or the taste of his semen would be.
She didn't know how much of the fuck juice there would be, or what the temperature would be.
"Make it squirt the jam, pumpkin! Make it squirt that hot jam!" Marvin called out to the sucking girl.
She could feel his cock start the convulse and she knew that he was on the verge of an explosion.
The man could feel the sharp tickle at the base of his prick become savage as the come swirled up.
His semen gathered in a cluster of molten lava at the base of the lance and then shot up the shaft.
It exploded from his piss hole and Wendy could feel her mouth completely filled with the stuff, and she swallowed as hard as she could in a vain attempt to keep all of it inside her mouth.
As he came he pulled back with his hips so that her lips gripped at the bottom of his purple crown.
The spurting semen shot directly onto Wendy's tongue and began to slither down her throat slowly.
She thought about that sensation and realized that the come had the texture of raw egg whites.
Only it was a lot hotter than raw egg whites, and it tasted a little fishy, in a refreshing way.
"C-C-C-COMING!! " Marvin sputtered as he shot his load.
Wendy continued to pump at his balls with a cupped palm.
She opened her fingers as far apart as she could get them.
She grasped as much of his scrotal sack as she could.
The little girl could feel the come reaching her belly.
A warm spot of contentment formed in the pit of her stomach.
Even though she swallowed very hard, some come oozed from her mouth.
It drooled from the corners of her lips thickly onto her chin.
Some of the semen dangled from her chin before dripping on his balls.
She was glad to find that the come soothed her ravaged throat.
It felt like a balm, easing her pain as it headed for her tummy.
She had read that a man's come was almost one-hundred percent protein.
That meant that it was good for her to eat, and it tasted good too!
She could almost feel herself getting healthier as she sucked his cock.
She moved her other hand to the base of his prick and wrapped her fingers around as far as she could.
She gave the shaft a little squeeze and she loved the way that it throbbed sharply against her palm.
Wendy then pumped up and down on his shaft as hard and fast as she could, still massaging his balls.
The man let out another howl of pleasure, and again he was sure that his testicles were going to be as dry as dust by the time Wendy's vacuum cleaner of a mouth was through with his purple glans.
Wendy sucked until she could sense that his orgasm was over and the come stopped spurting into her mouth.
After the initial blast of come the quantity was not as plentiful and she had no trouble keeping it all in.
The little girl kept her mouth on his cock even after all of his muscles had relaxed completely.
His ass cheeks were no longer clenched together and he had lowered them down to the soaking wet bed.
She could feel the head of his pole losing its urgent rigidity and she wondered if his afterglow was like hers.
She then pulled her mouth off of his prick slowly and closed her jaw, realizing how much it ached from being forced open for so long.
She stopped pulling back with her head and noticed that Daddy had loosened his grip on her head.
His fingers were open and relaxed but his palms still resting atop her perspiration soaked hair.
Wendy stopped her motion when her swollen upper lip was only a fraction of an inch from his piss hole.
She could see that her lip and the tip of his cock were connected by a thin string of man come.
It glistened in the light of the late afternoon, and she pulled back with her head so that the bridge broke, part falling on his glans and the other on Wendy's pearly white, perfectly straight, front tooth. They sighed.
She pumped his cock and squeezed his balls one more time and saw a single bead of come at his piss hole form.
She shot out her tongue and licked the pearly semen away with the slightly curled tip, savoring the flavor in her mouth on her aroused taste buds.
Wendy could see that the head of his cock was covered with a thin film of his silvery fuck juice.
She allowed her tongue to emerge once again. She moaned.
She used the flat part of her tongue to lick him clean.
By the time she was through licking his cock it was wet and shiny from her hot spittle but there wasn't a trace of his sticky come left.
"Oh baby, that was great," he said, and began to caress her cheeks with his fingertips delicately.
Wendy could tell that he was completely soothed by his second orgasm and he no longer seemed angry at all.
Of course she knew that she still had to obey him at all times.
She was still willing to do anything that her father desired.
Marvin could tell that his little girl had been trained quickly.
He knew that she was mentally prepared to be wholly subservient to him.
Wendy Wellington was always to be her Daddy's little scum-girl.
She knew then that being a sex slave was what she was meant to be.
She would be good.
There would be no need for further punishment.
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BACK-WOODS INCEST
PART ONE
Marlene sat on the wooden toilet seat and leaned forward as she strained her bowel muscles. Her face turned red and she let out a sharp grunt.
The pretty redhead then sighed as her sphincter muscle was allowed to close and she could hear the splash far below. It was as hot as hell in the outhouse and she was drenched with sweat.
Still, the little girl had to admit that there were few things in the world as good as a good shit. This had been a wicked one and she could still feel her ass-hole tingling from being stretched.
She was glad that Daddy had made the rule that she and her sister Michele didn't have to wear clothes anymore.
It got hot, even in the shade of the woods, and it felt really good running around the house in her birthday suit.
Marlene Madison was sixteen years old but she would have seemed much younger to anyone with a resemblance of sophistication.
The only world she knew was the world in the deep woods, living in the one room house, on the dirt floor, with her Daddy and her sister Michele, who was a year older than she.
Both girls had stopped going to school when they were little so they knew nothing of the outside world.
All they knew was what their Daddy told them, and mostly he told them that he was the boss around the place.
He would whip them brutally on the bare ass with a switch if they didn't do the chores the way he wanted them.
Even when Daddy went into town the girls had to stay in the house.
They were completely sealed off from everyone but their father.
Marlene used a piece of newspaper to wipe her ass-hole off and then stood up in front of the single hole.
The place smelled bad, but Marlene kind of liked the odor, in a weird way that she didn't understand.
She threw the outhouse door open and the muggy air outside felt cool on her drenched, freckled skin.
Marlene hoped that her Daddy would be in a good mood.
She liked him when he had his cock all hard and then he would fuck she and her sister until they screamed with pleasure.
Those were the times that Marlene liked best. She tingled just thinking about it.
Getting fucked in the ass-hole by Daddy was even better than taking a shit, even a wicked one like she had just pushed out.
Marlene looked at the newspaper on the floor of the outhouse.
She had a vague idea that there were messages on it.
But the little redhead had no idea of how to read, or a clear perception of what written language was.
She trotted toward the little hut and she could hear her Daddy moaning in pleasure inside. She smiled.
She was a tiny little thing, as skinny as a rail, and her tits were small, pert bumps high on her chest.
Her nipples were almost as big as the rest of her breasts, and this ratio was closened further when she was horny because her nipples doubled in size and became very hard and red.
As she stepped into the house she could see her Daddy sprawled on his back in the center of the single room.
His back was on the dirt floor and his face was reflecting the physical bliss his oldest daughter gave him.
"Stick it up my ass," she heard Daddy say and she could see that her sister was down between his legs running the tip of her middle finger up and down his hairy ass crack.
Michele touched the hole.
She dabbed at the sphincter.
She pulled the cheeks apart'.
The hole was covered with red hair.
Marlene stood in the doorway and she could feel the tingling in her ass-hole getting worse as she watched.
She could feel the blood pumping down into her pussy and the pink flesh between her legs was swelling.
She could feel the juice that her cunt let out when it was horny starting to make that flesh slippery.
The little bump at the top of her cunt-Daddy called it her clit was swelling also and getting hard.
This was the spot that Marlene liked to be touched best, and it was the part of her pussy that was aching the worst at that moment.
Her nipples were standing at attention and Marlene was content, for the time being, to watch her Daddy and her sister at play.
Daddy lifted his feet up off the dirt floor and Marlene could see that the bottoms of his feet were black.
They were all dirty, bathing infrequently, since the only source of water was cold and running out of the ground.
It was okay for drinking but it wasn't until they got rashes that they actually washed themselves off in it.
"STICK IT DEEP IN MY ASSHOLE!" Daddy called out.
Michele made her finger long and straight and pushed the tip into the hole.
Marlene walked to the side a little, away from the open door.
She moved so she could see the anal penetration more clearly.
Her sister was a little taller than her, but all three of them had the same flaming red hair.
They all had freckles on their faces and their shoulders, with hair uncombed and skin all grimey.
Michele pushed her finger into her Daddy's ass until she had it in as far as it would possibly go.
She was pressing her third knuckle against his sphincter muscle and Marlene could tell that her sister was wiggling that digit around inside.
His muscles tightened.
He let out a cry of joy.
His face turned red.
The sweat poured from his brow.
"Find any dingleberries in there?" Daddy asked, with a strange smile at one corner of his mouth.
His voice was high pitched and strained from his tensed throat muscles gripping at his voice box.
"Nope. No dingleberries," Michele said with a giggle and began to work her finger in and out slowly.
She did it quicker and quicker until her Daddy was pushing his hips hard against her third knuckle.
The little girl then lowered her head and began to kiss and suck at the man's hairy balls, used to the funky odor down there.
Marlene moved again and she could feel the tension in her hips growing in leaps and bounds. She fidgeted.
The little girl touched her own nipples and felt her lips trembling as the pleasure went to her cunt.
She could feel her love button becoming fully engorged, protruding from the top of her cunt slit.
She could feel the thick juices that her horny pussy aroused gathering at the base of her hot cunt.
As Michele began to lick at their Daddy's balls, Marlene could feel the cunt juice begin to flow thickly down the insides of her skinny thighs.
She knew that she was going to have to touch herself.
Everybody touched themselves all the time in the Madison family.
Sometimes they all sat around in a circle and jacked themselves off.
And sometimes they jacked off the person next to them.
Michele and Marlene had been getting it on together since they were little.
Daddy liked to watch his daughters eating' pussy at the same time.
He would pump his cock and spew his dogwater all over his hand as he watched the two girls doing sixty-nine.
Marlene licked at her Daddy's testicles enthusiastically.
She paused to pull her finger out of his ass and examine it for precious dingleberries but there were none.
All there was, was a bit of cheesy substance near her tiny fingernail.
Michele popped her middle finger in her mouth and sucked it.
She sucked it clean before placing her tongue at the base of her father's cock.
She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth in place.
She then moved her head up and allowed her tongue to brush along the otherside.
Her tongue bath moved ever-closer to the tip of the man's rod.
She worked her fingers between his cock and his white stomach.
Daddy had an exceptionally large prick, but neither of the girls knew that.
His was the only male member they had ever seen. They had nothing to compare it to.
Michele then opened her mouth as far as she could and took her Daddy's cock head into her cheeks, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across the throbbing tip, where she knew that he was very sensitive and enjoyed this subtle caress a great deal. He began to buck on the dirt floor wildly, making it difficult for Michele to keep her lips over the crown of his thick, long tube steak.
Marlene ran her fingertips down her belly, through the thick patch of red hair that grew above her cunt.
She ran her fingers through the pubies a little, and then tugged at the short and curlies with a sigh.
She moved her feet a little bit further apart on the dirt floor, smelling the sweat of stank pussy rising.
She ran her fingers up and down the insides of her thighs and she could feel the juice that had dripped there.
She then explored the flesh of her pussy and pushed three fingertips between her inner lips.
She leaned forward and bent a little at the knees so she could penetrate her pussy with those fingers.
The little girl could feel the pleasure mounting in her loins as she stretched open her cunt walls for a three-finger fuck.
She pushed her fingers toward the top of her pussy so her clit's foreskin would slide back and forth over her feminine erection.
Michele opened her throat so that her Daddy would be able to fuck her throat.
Both girls could remember the first time that their Daddy had shoved his cock all the way into their throat.
It had hurt like hell the first time, but after a while they had gotten used to it and both enjoyed it.
They had trained their throat muscles to do what they wanted them to and knew how to pleasure a cock.
Michele pressed her head down until her lips were wrapped around the base of his manhood lance.
She worked up and down with her head and got her fingers at the base of his scrotal sack, wiggling them.
The little redhead could tell that her Daddy was going to blow his hot spunk into her throat, and she had to admit that that was the part of giving a blow job that she liked best.
She continued to caress the shaft and head of his prick with her tongue as much as she could as he pumped hard and fast into her gaping mouth.
Marlene moved her fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as she could, and then decided that it was time to give some direct stimulation to her near-bursting little man in the boat.
She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and smiled as she sniffed the funky scent of her pussy.
She placed the palm of her hand on her flaming red pubic push and pressed with her fingertips.
Her tiny fingers were pointing downward, the middle finger directly above her throbbing love button.
She then pulled up with her fingertips sharply.
The clit came popping out from under the fleshy sheath.
She diddled the center of her pleasure with the other forefinger.
She flicked the tip of her finger back and forth across the clit.
She could feel her pussy flesh spasming with her joy.
She straightened at the waist and moved her feet further than shoulder-width apart on the dirt floor.
Daddy let out a howl of ecstasy and shuddered on the floor.
He looked at that moment as if he were having a seizure.
Daddy looked as if he were in the midst of an epileptic fit.
One might have thought that foam would gush from his trembling lips.
But the only thing that gushed was his cock, and Michele swallowed.
She drank down all of his come, drawing in her cheeks as she sucked.
Marlene could see Michele's throat muscles working hard.
At the same time Marlene burst into orgasm, pussy juice soaking her hand.
She could feel the lubrication spurting from the cooze.
She worked her finger over her clit very hard and her face contorted.
She let out a shrill shriek of bliss and then relaxed with her glow.
PART TWO
Michele pulled her mouth off of her Daddy's dick and licked him a little tenderly as it deflated.
Marlene knelt beside her father and ran the palms of her hands over his chest lightly, stroking his tiny nipples.
Marlene didn't know what nipples were for.
She figured that they were there to play with.
She got on her belly with her legs stretched out behind her.
Her feet were apart and she could feel her cunt juice flowing into the dirt.
She propped herself up on her elbows so that her face was close to Daddy's.
They touched the tips of their tongues together with a sigh.
Then they swallowed each other's tongues in a passionate kiss.
They rolled their tongues together, joyfully swapping spit.
They writhed their lips together and Marlene stroked his cheeks with her fingertips lightly.
She brushed his greasy red hair back over his ears and pulled her mouth away from his for a moment:
She explored the inside of his ear with the tip of her tongue making him shiver and groan deeply.
"You rascal!" Daddy said. He was smiling with happiness.
Marlene was very pleased that her father was in a good mood.
It could be real hell when his ire was rising. He hurt them badly sometimes when he beat them.
Marlene could feel that itch growing inside her bowels.
She yearned to feel her ass-hole stretched open by the purple tip of Daddy's cock head. Ooooh, she thought.
She knew that she would have to wait until her Daddy got his cock hard and stiff once again.
She hoped it wouldn't take long.
She was in a hurry.
She licked him fast.
She tasted his sweat.
Her sphincter throbbed.
Daddy could feel Michele kissing at the insides of his thighs and he lowered his feet to the floor.
He kept his knees bent up and sticking outward.
He could feel his toes clawing at the dirt.
Michele moved so that the undersides of his knees were on her shoulders.
She then pushed her torso upward and lifted his legs.
He rolled back and Michele got her tongue in his ass crack.
She started licking him at the top of the hairy crack.
But she quickly made her way to the hole when she rimmed him clean.
With one daughter licking his ass-hole and the other kissing him and pinching his nipples, he could feel that ache returning to his balls.
Michele concentrated on making her tongue stiff.
She crossed her eyes and looked at her protruding taster.
She made the tip as pointy as possible, her nose against the base of his large wrinkled scrotum.
She pressed the tip of her tongue into the hole, past the tight tube of muscle, into his bowel flesh.
The man's cock started to throb, and grow with the sensations of his ass being penetrated by that hot tongue.
Daddy figured that he had to be the luckiest man on the face of the earth, and had been for a while.
He had two . .ex slaves and they didn't even mind when he beat their little asses raw with the branch of a tree.
Soon his cock was as hard as a rock, and the tip had flopped onto his belly, pointing at his face.
Marlene was exploring his gums, teeth and cheeks with her tongue, leaving no part of his mouth uncaressed.
Her tongue was bold and curious, just the way her Daddy had taught her to kiss many years before.
"Daddy, I need your cock in my ass," Marlene said.
Daddy could hear his daughter's request being spoken to him in a voice no louder than a whisper.
Marlene moved her lips very close to his grubby ear so that he could feel her hot, moist breath.
Marlene then kissed him on the ear, and Daddy could feel the little hairs at the back of his neck standing on end as he was covered with goose bumps.
The one room hut had three mattresses on the floor to sleep on.
There was an old wooden table, with one leg shorter than the others.
They only had two chairs so one had to sit on the floor when they ate.
There was a wood stove in the center of the hut with a chimney that went up through the ceiling and the roof.
The grimy windows were cracked, and were left all the way up in the summertime because of the heat.
The cool breeze the open windows allowed made the bugs that got into the house more than worthwhile.
"I'll fuck your ass, little girl," Daddy said.
He thought that anal intercourse was a damn fine idea.
He knew that Marlene squealed like a stuck pig when he buggered her.
He loved the way she sounded and he knew that her ass muscles would suck his cock just marvelously.
Michele pulled her face away from his ass and walked on her hands and knees to the corner of the room.
It was her turn to watch while Marlene and Daddy played.
She sat on her ass with her back against the wall.
She opened her legs and ran the side of her palm up and down her pussy slit with a deep moan.
She hoped that Daddy would be able to get his cock hard many times during the course of the day.
Daddy knew that Michele had nothing to worry about. He felt really horny.
He knew that both girls would be appeased by the time he blew his last load of the sex session. Marlene rolled on her belly and stretched her arms straight over her head, turning the palms down.
She crooked her fingers a little and pressed into the dirt floor with her fingertips lightly.
She knew that she would be clawing so hard that her knuckles would turn white when he fucked her butt.
She could feel the tingling in her ass-hole becoming severe as she felt her father's hands on her back.
He massaged the muscles in her shoulders, which were slim and almost non-existent, for a moment.
He then ran his fingers all the way down her spine.
He started this caress at the base of her skull and worked his way down to the top of the crack of her ass, at the base of the bone.
He pressed on all of the little bumps in the backbone as he moved down her torso, and Marlene moaned each time.
As he pressed on those bumps she could feel a little of her tension draining out of her body.
It was as if all of her tension had been turned to liquid so it could roll into the black dirt.
She was completely relaxed by the time he reached the base of her spine, and she purred as she felt him running his rough palms lightly over the cheeks of her ass.
He kneaded at her ass flesh, kneeling beside her, then patted the backs of her thighs to tell her to part her legs.
She moved her ankles far apart on the dirt, feeling both her pussy lips and her buttocks parting a little in the process. Her nipples were hard.
She could feel the twin erections at the tips of her tiny breasts pressing into the floor, her breasts completely flattened.
Daddy pressed his fingers deep into her ass flesh and pulled the cheeks apart until stress was put on both the skin in the crack and her sphincter muscle.
He moved so that he was kneeling between the backs of her knees.
He lowered his head to lick up and down the crack of her ass, rimming her just as Michele had done for him only moments before.
His salivary gland was working overtime and he allowed the excess drool to spill onto her ass-hole.
He wanted to get the nether eye as wet as possible so he would be able to slip his cock in easy.
When he had licked the hole clean and moistened it adequately he gave her a sharp smack on the ass with his right palm.
The blow was hard enough to make the white skin on her buttocks turn red and she let out a sharp cry.
But the sound that Marlene made as he smacked her was more from being startled than from being in pain.
"Oh Daddy, I need your cock inside me so very badly," Marlene said, sounding like she was about nine. Already her fingers were digging into the packed dirt.
Her knuckles were staring to turn white from the tension.
Her bowels needed to be filled with cock meat pronto!
She got on her elbows and her knees, keeping her plams on the floor.
She moved her knees as far apart as she could get them.
She arched her back, keeping her face close to the floor.
Her buttocks rose into the air, the cheeks parted.
Daddy placed one hand on either ass cheek as he moved to kneel behind her.
"A little higher," he said, as he moved her ass-hole to the same height as his rigid cock pole.
He pulled her ass cheeks apart and rested the head of his prick on the small of her back.
He then pulled back with his hips and Marlene could feel his piss hole throbbing against the sensitive skin in the crack of her ass as her Daddy lowered it to the pulsating nether eye.
Her ass-hole was ringed lightly with red hair, that grew short, and very curly.
He pressed the head of his cock against her ass and began to press forward with his hips, tensing the muscles in his own ass cheeks.
The second he had his cock at the right spot and at the right angle, he pushed for that sweet ass violation.
Marlene could feel the ring of muscle at her rectum opening to let his glans come inside her.
The horny man could feel the head of his prick pop in so that her sphincter gripped at it snugly.
He kept pushing, determined to get the entire length of his tube steak inside her straining back door.
The little girl could feel the muscles in her thighs tensing and she could tell that her ass would soon be on fire with pleasure.
She raised her head a little, along with her upper torso.
She stopped when only her erect nipples were grazing the dirt.
She could feel her father pump his cock all the way in so that his balls were resting against her cunt.
The cock was all the way in with her gaping ass-hole gripping at the base.
He began to fuck her, pulling the ring of muscle far out, and pushing it far in, with the motion of his prick.
Michele was still resting against the wall, her face now red.
The older of the two girls was touching herself furiously.
She had three fingers up her cunt and another up her ass.
Michele was finger-fucking both of her holes at the same time.
Each time she pressed the three fingers deep into her pussy she turned her wrist to touch her clit a little. She knew that she would have to pay direct attention to that clit in order to make the explosions in her pussy start.
Daddy had his hands at the sides of Marlene's skinny hips, the fingers pressing into her flesh, hurting her a little. Marlene remembered the first time her Daddy had taken her ass-hole with his cock, years before.
She didn't like it at first, because it hurt and made her feel a little sick to her stomach.
But after a while she found that she was in tune with the joy of being penetrated deeply and liked it just as much as getting fucked in the cunt.
Daddy fucked her ass faster and faster as he went along.
The sweat poured from his body as his passion grew.
He could feel the come moving to the base of his cock.
He knew he was about to give her bowels a semen bath.
The man plunged his cock all the way into her ass and held it there, moving his hips from side to side so that he would stretch both her sphincter muscle and the inner walls of her bowels with his long thick manhood.
He placed his forefinger on her clitoris and worked it as if he were repeatedly pulling her trigger.
They screamed together coming simultaneously.
His spunk shot deep into her bowels as he pressed his red pubic patch as hard as he could against the top of the crack of her ass.
PART THREE
Daddy pulled his cock out of the little girl's ass and could see that he was getting soft down there.
The tip of his cock lowered until the shaft was pointing downward, hanging low and thick between his thighs.
He then said that he was going for a walk and left the house without saying another word to the girls.
Michele was diddling her clit and screaming with her impending orgasm when Marlene crawled over to her on her hands and knees.
"Let me help you come," Marlene said, and Michele looked at her with thankfulness in her chestnut colored eyes.
Michele moved so that she was on her back on the floor and parted her legs for her younger sister.
Michele raised her knees up in the air and opened her thighs past a ninety degree angle, her pussy lips opening up a bit for themselves.
Marlene could see that both her sister's pussy, as well as the crack of her butt, was wet with juice.
Marlene kissed and licked at the insides of Michele's thighs, working her way toward Michele's outer labia.
She could smell that funky cunt, and she breathed through her nose because she liked the smell.
Marlene liked the smell of her sister's unwashed cunt in the same weird way she liked the inside of the outhouse.
"Use your teeth!" Michele called out, and Marlene pulled her lips back over her teeth to bare them.
The younger girl began to bite, with little nips, at Michele's sensitive inner thigh flesh. Michele loved it a lot, and could tell that her come was going to be a big one.
Michele had been horny ever since she had gone down on Daddy, and this was her first chance to release all of that sexual tension.
Marlene got her mouth on the base of Michele's pussy and puckered her lips so that they stuck out.
She began to suck on the pussy flesh, quaffing deeply from the natural lubrication gathered there.
The two redheaded girls loved to play with each other almost as much as they loved playing with Daddy.
Michele placed the palms of her hands on top of Marlene's head and stroked her there, feeling the knots in her hair.
Every once in a while Daddy got out the scissors and cut their hair very short, usually in the Spring.
But neither of the girl's had ever seen a comb and wouldn't have known what it was for if they did.
All they knew was the desire they felt between their legs, and the methods involved in making each other come.
Their lives were completely animalistic, designed only to appease their instinctive hungers.
Marlene parted her lips and allowed the tip of her tongue to protrude from between them slowly.
She moved her fingertips to her older sister's swollen outer labia and pulled those lips apart.
Marlene watched wide-eyes as the inner folds of flesh separated in the process, making the odor stronger.
Marlene flicked the tip of her tongue up and down the pussy slash, between the inner and outer lips.
She licked along the sides of the love button.
She could see that her clit was quivering with expectation.
Marlene was going to save the love button for last.
She flicked at the edges of the inner pussy lips.
The edges were browinsh while the insides were bright pink.
Marlene pushed the lips apart with the tip of her tongue.
She made her tongue stiff and pointy at the tip.
She began to press her tongue deep into her sister's fuck hole.
She pushed her tongue as far as she could get into Michele boiling honey pot and wiggled it.
She made the tip pliable and curious, exploring the inside of the tunnel, caressing each spot.
Marlene loved the flavor and could feel the ache and the wetness returning to her own poontang.
The younger girl moved her head back and forth so she could fuck her horny sister with her tongue.
She repeatedly plunged the tip of her hot pink taster as deep as she could get it into the cooze.
Michele could tell that she was going to explode into bliss when Michele found her hot clitoris.
She could tell that the come was going to be super, because the pressure in her cunt had been there for so long.
It seemed to Michele that the longer she had to wait for those intense spasms, the better they felt.
"MAKE ME SCREAM! MAKE ME COME!" Michele called out at the top of her lungs, sweat getting in her eyes.
Her breasts were a little bit larger than her younger sister's, but not a great deal. Her nipples pointed upward.
Marlene ran the palms of her hands up the front of Michele's skinny body so she could play with the nipples.
She got each nipple between her tiny fingers.
Marlene began to pinch at the erections lightly.
Michele made coughing sounds deep in her throat.
The tongue moved in and out of the cunt faster and faster.
Michele felt her sister pull her tongue out of the hole.
Marlene licked upward to the near-bursting clitoris.
She touched the tip of her tongue lightly to the love button.
She then rolled the fiery ball in a slow circle, before lapping at it hard and fast with the sensitized flat part of her tongue.
Marlene began to pull at her sister's nipples, hard enough to hurt Michele's tits a little bit.
She pulled until the older girl's breasts looked larger than usual, the skin around each nipple pulled tight.
She allowed both of those erections to snap back into place and then repeated the process again and again.
Michele could feel the outer third of her vagina spasming wildly as the juice poured from the base of the slit in a steady flow.
Below Michele's hips, between her parted thighs, was a spot of mud in the dirt from her dripping lubrication.
Marlene could feel the juice on her chin and her lips as she wrapped her lips around the clit tightly.
She began to suck on the love button, making Michele's pleasure shoot out to all parts of her body.
Michele let out a holler than could be heard all the way to the bubbling brook where Daddy was washing his prick.
He didn't feel dirty very often, but he liked washing his prick after sodomizing one of his daughters.
Marlene used the flat part of her tongue to lick at the entire length of her sister's convulsing snatch.
She started each stroke at the base and ended up in the pubies, still using as much of her tongue surface as she could.
Each stroke crossed the clit for a long time and made fresh spasms shoot up Michele's spine to her mind.
Michele closed her eyes as tightly as she could and stretched the corners of her mouth with her scream.
She could feel the physical joy moving down her legs, going all the way to her small pink toes, very dirty.
There was mud under her toenails, and her toes were clutched to the top balls of her feet desperately.
Daddy washed his cock very quickly because the water was cold, fresh from beneath the ground, and it felt even colder on his prick which had just been sucked off by a throat and an ass-hole.
He splashed some water on his face and opened his eyes as wide as he could, feeling himself wake up.
Coming twice in a row like he had, had made him feel a little bit on the sleepy side, and it felt good to wash away the fog in his crippled brain.
Marlene licked at Michele's cunt until her come was over and she fell limp on the floor, all of her muscles relaxed.
Marlene listened to her sister's breathing.
She was very out of breath from the intensity of her come.
In her afterglow, her breathing slowed, oxygen replenished.
Her rapid heartbeat returned to normal at the same time.
Marlene pulled her face out of her sister's pussy and climbed on top of her.
They rubbed their nipples and loins together as they kissed passionately.
They sucked each other's tongue and explored each other's mouths.
Their nipples were hard and tingly against one another.
Marlene could still feel the singing in her ass-hole.
Her bowels still sang out with the plowing they had received.
Yet her pussy was unappeased by the diddling she had given herself, followed by the diddling her father had given her during the deep buggery.
She could feel her pussy flesh quivering as if it had a life of its own.
Her vagina totally took over her will when she was this hot.
All the younger girl could think about was how much she needed her sisters fingers and tongue in her pussy hole.
Her clit was demanding to be touched and she communicated this to Michele through a series of wanton whimpers, which she made with her lips sealed shut, the muscles in her throat tensing with each sound.
They wrapped their arms and legs around one another and rolled in the dirt so that Marlene was on the bottom.
Michele kissed, licked and bit at the sides of Marlene's neck, biting hard enough to leave red marks.
She kissed at her tender throat and then showered her face with tiny peck kisses, making a wet smacking sound with each one.
They giggled in their sex play and Marlene began to moan in heat as her sister licked her way toward her nipples.
"YES!" Marlene called out, her lips pulling back over her teeth, making her face look like a cross between a smile and a grimace.
Michele placed the tip of her tongue on the right nipple.
She rolled it lazily over the quivering erection.
Michele slobbered, getting the nipple all wet.
She withdrew her tongue for a moment and puckered her lips.
Michele looked as if she were going to whistle a happy tune.
But she was silent as she blew cool air onto the wet nipple.
Marlene shivered and felt her pussy flesh leap with a brutal throb.
Michele then wrapped her lips around the nipple and sucked it.
She drew the hard flesh deep into her mouth and resumed licking it hard and fast with her tongue tip.
Michele could actually feel the nipple growing harder and larger inside her mouth as she tongued it.
As she did this she moved her hips away from Marlene's so she could finger the molten honey pot, dripping in a steady flow.
Michele placed the tip of her middle finger on the inside of Marlene's thigh way down by her knee.
She ran it quickly up to Marlene's pussy and inserted it between the curled back inner labia. Marlene gurgled a sound that seemed to rumble all the way from the pit of her tummy.
"BITE! BITE! BITE!" Marlene screamed, thrashing her head from side to side so that her knotted red hair fell in her face.
She was flushed with sexual excitement, and their sweat swam together on her chest and belly.
Michele put her teeth on her sister's nipple and bit down hard enough for it to hurt a little.
Both of the girls had been beaten before, during and after sex enough times to think pain and pleasure were meant to be combined. Sensations were sensations as far as the two teenage redheads were concerned. They weren't too concerned about whether the sensation hurt or not. It was degree of intensity that mattered, and Michele began to tug hard at the nipple, still holding it tightly clenched between her sharp front teeth.
At that moment Daddy walked back into the house with his right hand wrapped around his thick prick.
He had been able to hear his daughters moaning and groaning, and decided to play with himself and watch.
He played with his balls and pulled on his cock as he watched Michele repeat the licking, sucking and biting process on the other nipple.
Marlene was writhing wildly on the floor, find it impossible to keep her lower torso still at all.
She gyrated her hips in a fierce circle, bucking them up and down as if she were imagining a cock humping her hard and fast, deep and thick.
"MY PUSSY! MY PUSSY! PUSSY PUSSY PUSSY!" Marlene screamed, and Michele released her nipple so she could eat out that funky snatch.
Oh, she just loved to get her nose deep inside that unadulterated funk!
She kissed and licked her way rapidly down Marlene's belly and soon had her face between her sister's parted thighs.
Michele was more aggressive orally and did not bother with subtle caresses.
She dug her tongue deep into Marlene's fuck hole right away.
Marlene pressed her feet and the back of her head against the floor so she could arch her back and press her pussy lips against her sister's face.
Michele dug upward with her tongue and pressed it as hard as she could against the clitoris.
Marlene let out a howl of pleasure and her eyes bugged open with the astonishment at the intensity of the sensation.
Michele pressed the clit flat against thr base of Marlene's pubic bone and the combination of pleasure and pain was delicious.
Michele could feel the flesh around the clit ballooning.
The clit sunk deep into the sea of jellied flesh.
Michele dug with the tip of her tongue to maintain contact with the center of Marlene's ignorant pleasure.
She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth.
Marlene began to come, and she hunched up her shoulders.
Her tiny tits rose a little as she inhaled deeply, holding her breath as the explosions started in her cunt.
She bucked her body like a whip and her sister had to wrap her arms around her thighs in order to "ride" her pussy and keep her tongue on the little man in the boat, where Marlene needed it most.
PART FOUR
The pleasure rushed into Marlene's brain and she could tell that she was going to come more than once.
When her first orgasm was through, and all of her muscles relaxed, Michele kept right on licking.
Her tongue remained on the clitoris so that Marlene's savage passion returned almost immediately.
Marlene burst into a second orgasm, and then a third, her buttocks well off the floor, her toes the only part of her feet touching the floor.
After the second orgasm Marlene could tell that she was through, and tapped Michele on the back of the head to let her know that it was okay to stop licking.
Daddy had squeezed and tugged on his cock until it was hard again and he knew what he wanted to do.
The man wanted to fuck his oldest daughter in the pussy while he ate out wanton young Marlene.
He was going to try and make both of his daughters come at the same time one of his favorite tricks.
"I want your cunt, Michele," Daddy said with a smile.
"Ooooh, Daddy. I want your cock, too," Michele said.
"And you are going to get the tongue," Daddy said to Marlene.
"Right in my pussy?" Marlene squealed with glee. She loved Daddy's tongue.
"Right in your tight little pussy," Daddy said.
Daddy got on his back in the dirt with his cock on his stomach pointing toward his face, and Michele moved so that she was kneeling with one knee on either side of her Daddy's powerful hips. Marlene moved to a kneeling position also, facing her older sister, with one knee on either side of his head.
She adjusted herself so that she could sit back and put her ass and cunt against Daddy waiting kisser. Her cunt dripped on his face as she lowered herself down onto his protruding tongue. Michele stroked the underside of Daddy's cock from the base to the tip-lightly with her fingertips.
She massaged the spot just below the glans for a moment and then cupped her hand beneath his scrotum.
She moved her fingers to massage his balls as she squeezed the entire wrinkled sack rhythmically.
She then wrapped her fingers around the base of the shaft.
She lifted the tip slowly to her pussy lips and sighed.
She rubbed the piss hole against her clitoris for a moment.
Then she ran the tip up and down the slit, moistening it with her plentiful fruit juice, so it would slip up inside with ease.
She moved the thick head of his cock to the base of the slash and worked it between her cunt lips.
Michele's pussy as well as Marlene's for that matter was molded to the size and shape of her father's prick.
Since it was the only cock that either one of them had ever had inside them, their bodies had molded to it.
It was a perfect fit, and Michele let out a throaty groan as she slid down on the cock, swallowing it up with her tight inner cunt.
Marlene could feel her Daddy's tongue moving between her inner cunt lips at the same time in a vain search for the mouth of her womb.
Marlene knew that daddy's tongue was not long, nor thick enough to satisfy her deep vaginal cravings.
But she was most sensitive on the outside of her pussy anyway, and she could feel the tension growing savage in her loins as he tongued her.
He reached up with his fingers and pulled the outer lips apart as far as he could get them, stretching the pink membranes.
He licked with gusto, licking every nook and cranny of Marlene's tender quim until all of the flavor was gone.
"FEELS GOOD! FEELS GOOD!" Michele cried as she felt the back wall of her cunt being stretched by the head of his cock.
He filled her pussy with his pulsating meat. She pulled upward with her hips, feeling her inner cunt lips drawing outward as his cock reappeared from her fuck hole, now covered with her shiny juice.
She leaned forward so the shaft of his prick would rub more directly against her love button, so her Daddy would be able to make her have a clitoral come as well as a deep vaginal come during the course of the fuck.
Marlene leaned forward at the same time so that the two redheads' faces were only inches apart.
They could feel each other panting, hot breath striking trembling lips, eyes closed with the sensations.
They both moaned and purred, touching tongues, kissing hard and long above their Daddy's fucking and eating form.
Daddy timed his licking and his fucking so he could make them both scream with pleasure together.
He pulled his tongue out of Marlene's fuck hole and placed the tip on her quivering love button.
He touched the clit very lightly, moving Marlene to the very edge of ecstasy, and he knew that he wouldn't have to increase the pressure on the magic spot at the top of her cunt slit very much in order to tip her over that edge into the new dimension of physical bliss.
At the same time he began to stab upward with his hips so that he was driving his sword into her twat savagely.
Her pussy was making a wet sucking noises as he plowed it deep. The two girls hugged, once again rubbing their nipples together so their breasts could kiss also.
They moved their mouths to each other's neck and bit a little as Daddy sent them bursting into climax with his hips and his tongue.
He banged hard against the mouth of Michele's womb as he flicked across Michele's clit more firmly.
The girls hugged each other very hard, as they both felt the waves of pleasure shooting up and down their spines.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Michele screamed, her mouth a little too close to Marlene's shell-like ear.
Daddy could tell that he was going to be able to fuck his oldest daughter for a very long time.
With two orgasms already under his belt that day he knew that he could keep it up close to forever.
He would be able to make Michele come more times than she could count before he shot his thick wad.
His cock was just as long and thick as it had been earlier when Michele had sucked him off sensuously.
He put his hips in cruise as Marlene's orgasm came to a close.
Marlene could feel contentment in her afterglow and pulled her pussy away from her Daddy's face.
"Go. . .get. . .Big. . .Mike!" Daddy said.
Big Mike was a dildo, a bullet shaped piece of plastic.
Marlene remembered when Big Mike vibrated. That was really fun because Daddy would stick it all the way up in her pussy before turning it on.
When the dildo began to vibrate Marlene could feel herself snapping off orgasms at incredible rates.
But one day Big Mike stopped vibrating and Marlene and Michele wondered why the magic had gone away.
Neither of the sisters knew anything about batteries.
They kept Big Mike because he was still fun to use, even after he stopped shimmying around like crazy.
"Stick Big Mike in Michele's ass-hole," Daddy said, shortening his strokes a little and concentrating on sliding the flesh sheath back and forth across Michele's trembling love button.
Big Mike was in the corner of the house by Daddy's bed and Marlene could feel juice dripping down her legs as she stood to fetch it.
Without taking his cock out of her pussy, Michele managed to sprawl out flat on top of Daddy, her face near his, and her legs stretched out behind her.
She parted her thighs as Marlene returned with the dildo.
Michele knew that it was going to be wonderful having her ass and cunt penetrated at the same time.
Marlene used her bold fingers to pry open the smooth white cheeks of her older sister's sweet ass.
She gripped Big Mike tightly in her right hand.
She placed the tip of the dildo between the cheeks.
She could see her Daddy's cock going in and out of the pussy.
She slid the tip up and down the moistened crack.
Marlene moved the tip to the ass-hole and positioned Big Mike so that he would be at the right angle for the anal violation.
Marlene pushed on the shaft of the dildo, using a smooth, steady pressure, and she could feel the ass-hole opening.
All of the muscles in Michele's body were tensed as she felt the dildo stretching the thin wall of flesh that separated her bowels from her inner pussy.
Marlene pushed on the plastic fake cock until only an inch of it stuck out of the gaping rectum.
There was just enough sticking out of the ass-hole for Marlene to grip with her tiny fingertips.
Marlene pulled the dildo out, until the tip almost was pushed completely out by her convulsing ass muscles, which instinctively treated the didlo as if it were the wicked shit Marlene had taken earlier.
The ass-hole loosened and Marlene found that she could work the dildo in and out of the ass-hole at the exact same rate that Daddy used to plow deep into her cunt.
The double-fuck drove Michele wild with pleasure and she began to snap off her sexual releases left and right.
Michele was screaming and making quite a fuss as she saw shooting stars on the insides of her eyelids.
Marlene worked the dildo in and out of the anus with one hand while she played with her own pussy with the other.
This went on for quite a while until Daddy could tell it was time for him to have his orgasm.
He fucked Michele's cunt too fast for Marlene to be able to keep up at the ass end with Big Mike.
"PUSH IT ALL THE WAY IN!" Daddy called out with a scream.
Marlene knew that this instruction was for her so she reamed Michele's butt with all ten inches of the dildo.
Daddy also plunged his cock all the way in his hole, loving the way her inner cunt lips felt as they gripped at the bottom of his pole, and the way her inner pussy flesh felt as it caressed his shaft.
Marlene diddled her clit hard and fast as she sensed Daddy's come.
All three of them had their orgasms at the same time. It was a family affair.
They were doing what they did best. This was all they did. This was all they knew how to do.
Marlene cunt juice spilled onto her diddling hand.
Michele convulsing cunt gripped hard at Daddy's prick.
Daddy shot the last of his semen into Michele's cooze.
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LAURA MAKES A MOVIE
MacIntyre Symms adjusted the long black lens in front of the gray box and flicked the switch on the side.
He had turned the camera to automatic so that the tape would run through without him working the controls.
This was very important to MacIntyre, and he had made sure that it was a part of the video cassette recorder when he bought earlier that day.
When he got home in set it up in the bedroom and prepared to record he and his wife getting it on.
Julia Symms lay naked on the bed, and by looking in the coiner she could see herself on the monitor.
The tape began to roll and MacIntyre trotted onto the bed and sprawled beside his pretty wife.
The two had been married for years and were always looking for ways to make their sex life more interesting.
They had one child, a daughter, named Laura who was sixteen.
Laura was out on a date that night so they had the house to themselves.
MacIntyre was naked also and he could feel his cock starting to grow.
He had gone to see a lot of porno films recently at the local theater after work, and sometimes during his lunch-hour.
MacIntyre had been researching for this moment, and he knew all of the right angles to fuck in so the camera could get the penetration shots.
Unfortunately, once he felt passionate, he thought of himself more as a lover than as a film maker.
The end product of this initial video experiment would ultimately be disappointing. The sex would not.
Julia had black hair that rolled over her shoulders.
Her eyes were large and dark brown, so dark that they appeared to be black in limited light. Dimness was not a problem, as special lights had been set up for the lust to be recorded.
MacIntyre kissed his wife full on the lips and soon their tongues were searching for and caressing one another.
They drank deeply from each other's saliva, and MacIntyre could feel his humongous cock growing.
He could tell that his prick would soon stretch to its full nine inches, and he would be ready.
His balls were aching and there was something about the camera that made everything more erotic.
"Suck my tits, darling," Julia said, pulling her lips away from his, panting with her passion.
The man began to massage her tits, which were large and still firm in spite of the fact that she was in her mid-thirties.
She was a little fleshier around the hips than when MacIntyre had married her, but other than that she looked pretty much the same.
Maybe a crease at the corner of one eye, or something minor like that, but MacIntyre was convinced that she was a whole lot sexier now than she had been when he popped her cherry on their wedding night.
MacIntyre kissed his way down his wife's throat and showered her plentiful breast flesh with smacking kisses.
He found her left nipple with his mouth, holding his face to one side so the camera would be able to see his tongue flicking across her hard, swollen nipple lightly and quickly.
As he began to suck her tit as hard as he could, opening his mouth wide so he could get the entire nipple between his lips, Julia reached down and began to caress his cock with her fingernails.
Julia had gone to a professional manicurist for many years and she had perfect long red claws, slightly curled under and unbreakable.
But Julia was never vicious with those long red nails.
She knew how to scratch his cock and balls like an angel.
She could make him squirm with the ripples of joy she caused.
He moaned and she sighed, everything being recorded by automatic audio mikes also.
MacIntyre sucked the nipple very hard, making wet noises, and he drew it deep into his mouth with the vacuum.
He got his teeth on the nipple and pinched at it a little, not hard enough to cause any pain however.
The man ran his fingertips down her belly, through her thick shaggy black pubies and into her cunt.
She opened her legs and raised her knees, pointing her pussy right at the lens of the camera.
The man ran his middle finger up and down the slit, which quickly swelled and lubricated from the caress.
He worked his finger in between her inner cunt lips and smiled when he felt how wet she was getting.
He moved his finger slowly, and loved the way that she began to move her hips in a slow circle.
He waited until he thought she was wet enough and then slipped his middle finger into her cunt.
He pushed it in as deeply as he could get it, working his knuckle firmly against her clitoris.
"MORE FINGERS!" Julia called out, gyrating more rapidly, her moans coming with each panting exhale.
MacIntyre placed three fingers close together.
He pushed all of them between her parted inner labia.
The man could feel the moist, hot flesh parting for him.
He pushed all three fingers as far as he could inside.
He searched the top of the tunnel with curious fingertips.
He found her dimpled cervix and pressed on it hard.
Julia let out a coughing noise and her clit quivered.
He began to finger-fuck her with three fingers at the same time.
Soon she was screaming with pleasure and ready for his cock.
He sucked the other nipple and fingered her until she came.
"I'M COMING SO HARD!" she screamed, and MacIntyre knew that that was going to sound great on the soundtrack.
MacIntyre Symms pulled his fingers out of his wife's cunt after her convulsions stopped and she knew what to do.
They had discussed what they were going to do and say ahead of time so MacIntyre's directions would not have to be on the tape.
Julia moved so that she was sideways on the bed.
She got on her elbows and her knees, her back arched.
She kept her face low, pressing her cheekbone against the bedspread.
She remembered to turn her face toward the camera, so the video would pick up her facial contortions as he fucked her hot, tight pussy.
She moved her knees far apart on the bed and raised her ass cheeks up in the air as high as she could get them.
The man moved so that he was kneeling behind her.
He opened her ass cheeks and caressed the crack lovingly.
Her fingered her ass-hole and she made a gurgling sound.
She closed her eyes and her lips curled upward with pleasure.
She could feel her cunt drooling from her driving anticipation.
The man slipped his middle finger into her ass and fucked her there for a moment.
Then he grabbed the stiff cock standing at attention in front of his loins, with his right fist.
He guided the tip to her pussy lips and began to push forward.
Julia let out a deep groan of pleasure as she felt her husband's cock pushing deep into her cunt.
She tensed her inner pussy muscles so she would squeeze at the shaft as he penetrated that sweet hole.
He pushed all nine inches inside her, filling the love tunnel completely with his granite-like penis.
He began to fuck her right away, pulling all the way out before ramming the rod home once again.
Julia lifted her face from the bedspread and threw back her head as her jaw dropped from the pleasure..
"HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" she screamed, her voice becoming shrill from the intensity of the sensations MacIntyre was giving her with his nine inch dong.
"Your pussy is so hot, it burns me. I can feel your tight cunt burning my cock, you sexy fox!! ! " MacIntyre called out.
He had his ass cheeks tensed, and leaned back with his shoulders.
As he fucked his hips were in front of the rest of his body.
He wanted to hold her by the loins but feared his arm would get in the way of the penetration shot.
He used the entire length of his cock instead of making short stabs like usual, so the camera would better be able to see the actual fucking process.
He fucked faster and faster, feeling her inner cunt lips stretching out from between her legs each time he drew back with his thick cock.
The man could feel his balls swinging back and forth as he humped his hips, the testicles on fire.
He could feel the tip of his cock repeatedly striking at the back wall of his beautiful wife's hot poontang.
The woman had given child-birth a long time ago, and had regularly done pussy muscles exercises in order to keep her fuck hole tight-so she could give her loving (if not kinky) husband maximum pleasure.
She could feel herself starting to come and her moans and groans rapidly became louder and higher in pitch.
Her eyes closed very tightly, the lines at the corners of her eyes deepening and lengthening. It felt so good.
Then she exploded into her orgasm with a fever.
Her head snapped back and she straightened her elbows.
Her breasts lifted away from the bed, her face toward the ceiling.
The pleasure shot throughout her torso, and she called out.
"FLESHQUAKE! FLESHQUAKE!" Julia screamed, not needing to be an actress when the spasms started.
MacIntyre could feel his wife's pussy convulsing around his hard tube of cock meat, and this triggered his climax.
As he felt the come about to spurt he pulled his cock out of her cunt and grabbed the base with his right fist.
MacIntyre began to jerk up and down on the shaft of his prick and his come exploded from the tip.
He spewed his thick come all over the sweaty woman's arched back, and then allowed his cock to rest on the little crevice at the top of the crack of her ass.
Julia didn't like the idea of having her husband come outside of her body like that.
She thought that one of the best parts of fucking was feeling MacIntyre shoot his wad inside her hot cunt or her ass whichever the man preferred on that particular occasion. She didn't care which hole he fucked. She liked taking it in the ass. She hadn't at first, but MacIntyre had been tender with her and had only penetrated her partially at first, working his cock a little deeper into her bowels each time he fucked her there, until she could take all nine inches up her ass comfortably.
But she understood that that was the way they did it on porno movies so the audience would know that the fuck was real.
Only they were the audience, and they knew it was real already. She had tried to get him to come inside, but he had insisted on going for the "money shot" as they called it in the porno biz.
MacIntyre jacked-off his prick until it stopped squirting his thick, steamy semen, and started to get soft.
Then he hopped off the bed and turned off the camera, moving to the video recorder beside it, mounted on a dolly.
He snapped it off and rewound the tape. Julia rolled over on her side and diddled her clit a little with a moan as she waited to see them fuck.
She had to admit that she thought it would be fun to watch herself getting fucked from the rear like that.
MacIntyre played back the tape and they sat on the foot of the bed next to one another to watch it.
MacIntyre was not pleased. There were portions of the fuck that seemed to reach out and demand a close-up.
The camera had a zoom lens, but there was no way to operate it automatically.
If they wanted to get a zoom-effect, they would need a camera person.
MacIntyre immediately thought of his teenage daughter.
"We are going to have to let Laura know what we are doing," he said.
"Oh, honey. Are you sure? She's so young," Julia said.
"She will not only help us with production, but she will provide talent."
"I don't think it is right, MacIntyre. I really don't."
"Nevertheless, my dear. That is the way it will be. It is time that Laura learned about the birds and the bees."
"Oh okay," Julia said. She never put up much of a battle once she could tell MacIntyre had made up his mind about something.
And so they decided to give Laura some muscle relaxing pills and use her to make a REALLY perverted video tape.
PART TWO
Laura Symms was a virgin, but that didn't keep her from being a very popular young lady in the little town of West Rushdale.
She was not only a beautiful teenager, with large firm breasts and the face of an angel, but she had a reputation for giving great head.
In fact, it was said by the boys of West Rushdale, that Laura gave the best blowjobs in the entire high school.
And that was saying something, because there was competition.
There were a lot of talented throats walking those tiled hallways.
At that moment Laura was in the backseat of a car with a boy named Bernard.
Bernard was the quarterback on the high school football team.
He was tall, well-muscled, and Laura thought he was very handsome.
His hair was sandy and tended to spill down onto his forehead when he was necking with her.
Laura had inherited her mother's black hair, but hers was cut short, and she had straight bangs in the front.
They had been kissing for a long time and she could feel her panties getting all wet and sticky down between her legs.
She was not wearing a bra as usual and she could feel her nipples getting so hard she knew they were visible in the light of the full moon shining through the back window of Bernard's car.
She knew that Bernard's cock had been hard for a long time and soon he would get that whiney tone in his voice that let her knew he was getting sick and tired of the vicious ache he felt in his groin.
"Suck it, Laura," Bernard whispered in her ear. "I can't stand it any more. Honest I can't."
Laura was sympathetic to boys like Bernard. She couldn't see sending a guy home walking with a limp.
The little girl ran her palm up and down the insides of his thighs which were covered by the tight denim material of his jeans. She moved her fingertips to the insides of his thighs and allowed them to creep slowly upward toward the bulge in his crotch.
"Oh baby," Bernard said, his voice so close to her ear that she could feel his breath inside the shell.
The little girl began to stroke the bulge with her fingers and she could actually feel it throbbing.
"I feel like my prick is going to come busting right out of my pants," Bernard said with a frenzy.
The little girl placed her palm over the bulge and opened her fingers to give it a tender squeeze.
She then moved her nimble fingers to the belt of his buckle, and he leaned back so it would be easier for her to get his pants down.
His balls felt so full of come that he was sure his scrotum was going to explode from the pressure.
Bernard was making strained little noises in his throat as he placed his palms against the seat.
His elbows were straight and his shoulders were hunched as he felt his lips begin to quiver.
There is nothing quite as intense as the lust of a seventeen year old boy about to get a blow job from the prettiest girl he had ever seen.
She unbuckled his belt and grabbed the top of his fly with her thumb and forefinger carefully.
She pulled the zipper all the way to the bottom and she could see the strain his hard cock was putting on his underwear in the light of the full moon. The little black-haired girl hooked her fingers under the elastic of his underwear and the handsome boy cooperated by lifting his ass up off the back seat.
Laura tugged his pants and his underwear down at the same time, and his cock came popping out, standing tall and erect.
His pants were very tight, and Laura had a little difficulty, so Bernard gave her a helping hand once his bottoms had cleared his ass.
Together they pulled his pants and his underwear down until they were around his ankles and it felt wonderful to have his cock and balls freed from that tight cotton prison at last, after hours of having a boner.
Bernard moved his knees far apart so that the pretty teenager would easily be able to lower her head into his crotch and pleasure him with her mouth.
She got her face very low, close to the seat, and began to lick lightly at his full scrotal sack.
She licked at his balls for a long time before placing her fingertips on the underside of his cock.
Bernard leaned back against the back door of the automobile as Laura moved so she was kneeling on the floor between the back and front seats.
She pushed the shaft of his prick up against his belly and moved the tip of her tongue to the bottom of that thick stem.
Laura thought about letting him go all the way with her.
There was a big part of her that was sick of virginity.
The little girl was very curious about what fucking felt like.
She had tried many times to imagine vaginal penetration.
Her only orgasms had come from diddling her clit with her finger.
She didn't even penetrate her pussy with her fingers when she made herself tingle into orgasm.
She could feel her pussy flesh swollen and wet, and the ache of desire was tremendous.
She tried never to let her passion show, although she didn't always succeed.
Laura was afraid that if her horniness was apparent, her boyfriends would pressure her to fuck them.
She wanted to save her cherry for an experienced lover.
She wanted to lose her virginity to an older man.
She wanted her first real fuck to be a moment in her life that she would always want to cherish.
So she went home horny after each date, her stomach full of the come she wish had gone into her pussy.
Laura slowly ran the tip of her tongue up the underside of Bernard's thick cock, all the way to the tip where she caressed the engorged glans.
The little girl allowed the tip of his cock to come away from his belly so she could roll her tongue over the purple crown until it was all wet.
She toyed with the piss hole in the center of that bulbous cock head, and loved the little moan the football quarterback let out.
She cupped her palm under his balls and began to squeeze them as she opened her mouth to take his cock.
She pressed the tip against her cheeks and used her free hand to steady the shaft, which was snapping back and forth with the intense throbbing.
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft tightly so she could feel the sharp pulses against her palm and the insides of her knuckles.
She straightened her neck so she could dig the tip of his prick deep into her willing and ready throat.
She knew how to throw her throat open and relax the muscles so the penetration of her oral passage would be complete.
There were a few girls going to West Ruslidale High School who knew how to take a boy's cock with their throats, but none did it quite as well as Laura, who never scraped with her teeth, and had a velvety throat that felt like it was filled with magic fingers all put there especially to pleasure the violating phallus.
She opened her throat for Bernard at that moment, and made tiny gagging noises as she rammed down with her head.
She lowered her lips, sliding them along the shaft, until they were wrapped around the very bottom.
Laura's tiny nose was imbedded in the boy's thick pubic bush, which made it difficult for her to breath.
She squeezed at his balls more firmly and began to work her whole head up and down on his rod.
Teenage boys could never keep a hard-on for very long.
She knew that the loss of her virginity would be disappointing if she allowed a teenage boy to pop her cherry.
The boy soon began to whimper loudly from his lust.
He could feel the come being sucked from his scrotum.
It was being drawn by her throat to the base of his huge cock.
He let out a loud scream of pleasure as he shot his load.
Laura began to swallow the stuff immediately, not allowing a single drop to get on the back seat.
She worked her throat muscles hard and wrapped her lips around the base of his bulbous glans as he orgasmed.
She liked to have a boy's cock shoot into her mouth, rather than deep into her throat while the penetration was complete.
This was because she liked the semen to shoot directly onto her aroused taste-buds, so she could enjoy maximum flavor.
She enjoyed the taste of boy come about as much as she enjoyed anything in the entire world, Laura figured.
She sucked on his prick until it stopped squirting, and she could feel the head start to deflate.
For a moment there the boy had been fussing so hard that she thought he was going into cardiac arrest from the pleasure she was giving him.
She pulled her mouth off of his prick and licked what remained of his semen off of the cock head.
She wanted to make sure that he was as clean as a whistle before tenderly pulling up his pants and tucking his appeased prick back into the crotch of his jeans.
She kissed him passionately and looked into his eyes.
"Take me home," she said, and Bernard agreed.
He had gotten what he wanted and they got out of the car to move into the front seat for the ride back into town.
Bernard's car was parked on a circle at the end of a dirt road.
The road was known as O'Brien's Turnaround, but nobody knew why.
As far as anyone knew there wasn't a single
O'Brien in the entire town, nor had there ever been.
The property that the lovers' lane was on was owned by a family named Stokoe.
It was the middle of the summer and the night air at O'Brien's Turnaround was thick and muggy.
There were an awful lot of bugs out that night, and they both swatted mosquitoes away from their faces before getting into the front seat.
Bernard turned the radio on to the rock and roll station.
He started the engine and threw the old car into gear.
The muffler had seen better days and the engine roared.
He floored the gas pedal and spun his wheels in the dirt.
Gravel and dust went flying out behind the car as he zoomed away.
"You don't have to drive fast to impress me," Laura said.
"Sure I do," Bernard disagreed, and beat out the rhythm of a Rolling Stones tune on the steering wheel with his fingertips as he drove. He had Laura back to her house in no time at all.
They parked in the Symms' driveway-which was blacktopped.
They kissed passionately for a while before Laura got out of the car.
Bernard drove away wondering if he would get to be the lucky guy who first discovered the inside of Laura Symms' pussy with his prick.
Laura walked into the living room, getting home earlier than her parents had expected.
MacIntyre walked down the stairs in his bathrobe, with a sexy grin on his face.
"Come upstairs, Laura. I have something to show you."
"What is it, Daddy?" the little girl asked excitedly. "I bought a new toy today. Something that can be fun for all three of us," MacIntyre said, gesturing with his hand.
Laura suspected that her Mommy and Daddy had been fooling around, judging from Daddy's disheveled appearance.
She found Mommy in nothing but her nightie on the bed.
The parents had already mixed Laura's drugged potion.
"Have some orange juice," MacIntyre said as her eyes lit up when she saw the video tape recorder and camera.
She saw that it was pointing at the bed and blushed as she realized what her folks had been up to. It seemed strange that they would want her in on such a private thing.
"I don't feel like orange juice right now, Daddy," Laura said absent-mindedly. She was thinking of all the neat movies she could watch now that they could play tapes of films at home.
"Just drink it," MacIntyre said, pressing it in her face.
Laura was a little annoyed, but realized she was thirsty.
She chugged down the juice without giving it a second thought.
Daddy showed the little girl the fuck film they had made.
At first the little girl was so embarrassed that she thought she was going to die.
Then she could feel the drugs taking hold, and her inhibitions drifted away.
She got very horny as she watched Mommy and Daddy coming.
By the time the tape was over she could feel her pussy dripping.
PART THREE
MacIntyre could see the glazed look in his daughter's dark eyes and he knew that her will had been removed by the drugs.
"Now you and I are going to make a movie, sweetheart," MacIntyre said in a low, friendly voice.
"Oh Daddy, that sounds like fun! What are we going to do?" Laura asked, even though she thought she knew the answer to the question.
"We are going to do the same thing that you saw Mommy and I doing," MacIntyre said, speaking slowly because he knew she wasn't think with clarity.
"Are you going to fuck me, Daddy?" she asked.
It seemed like a dream come true to the little girl.
She would lose her virginity to an experienced lover.
Her cherry would be popped by the cock of an older man.
"Take off your clothes? my love," MacIntyre said to his little girl.
"Okie-dokie!" the little girl exclaimed with great enthusiasm, and reached for the bottom of her shirt.
She pulled it up over her head and her tits came bouncing out. She was unashamed at her nudity.
Julia went behind the camera and looked at the screen in the corner of the bedroom so she could record Laura's undressing as MacIntyre had instructed.
The little girl kicked off her shoes and wiggled her toes.
She pulled off her jeans and her wet panties at the same time.
"I'm really horny, Daddy. I've never gotten fucked before."
"It's always good to get it first from Daddy," MacIntyre said.
Laura thought about this for a moment and decided that it was true.
Not only did she believe it, but she found it very profound.
She got naked and stood, a nude angel, before her mother and father.
Julia removed her nightie so she could play with her pussy as she watched her husband bust her daughter's cherry.
"Are we going to do it like that, doggie-style?" Laura asked.
"No, my love. I am going to get on my back and you are going to straddle my hips," MacIntyre said.
Laura liked this idea because it meant that she would be able to control the pace of the fuck.
Or so she thought. She was a little groggy, but the drugs had not affected her libido in the slightest.
She had entered the house horny, still aroused by the blow job she had given the football player.
MacIntyre got on the bed and settled himself with his feet pointing toward the camera.
Julia turned the lens to activate the zoom function.
She zoomed in on the man's cock and balls. His prick was hard and flopped onto his belly, his robe open and on the bed at his sides.
The little girl knew that she had to be a good actress so the film of her cherry-popping would be just perfect.
Not only was her first fuck going to be one that she would always want to treasure, but she would have a video tape of it so she would be able to enjoy the experience again and again whenever her little heart desired.
Laura staggered a little as she got up on the bed moved so that her open pussy was above his cock.
"Now lift the cock up and rub it a little against your pussy lips," MacIntyre said in a calm tone.
Laura could feel little shivers running up and down her spine. The world had gotten very strange.
She wondered if she had fallen asleep and gone into a wonderful, freely animalistic, dream world.
She couldn't help but notice that all five of her senses were absorbing stimuli much more like a dream than reality.
She wrapped her tiny fingers around her Daddy's cock.
It was the biggest prick the little girl had ever seen.
And that was saying something. Laura had seen quite a few pricks in her day.
And some of them had belonged to big farm boys. Dumb but hotter then hell.
"Lean forward so that your tits are on my chest," MacIntyre said, seeing that his daughter's tits were every bit as big and firm as his wife's.
The little girl did this as she lifted his cock away from his belly and rubbed the tip into her cunt flesh.
MacIntyre could feel how wet she was and moaned deeply as he felt his thick glans lubricated by the virgin slit.
He knew that he would have to stretch open those membranes to fuck her the way she needed to be fucked.
He knew that it would hurt her a great deal when he balled her.
Just the hymen tearing away alone would feel excruciating.
But there was no way she could be nervous. Her pussy was ready.
She was well-lubricated and enthusiastic about the act.
The drug would help a lot to numb the pain she would have to endure before the lifetime of pleasure began.
She knew how to handle a cock and balls, and MacIntyre was pleasantly surprised at the talented way she tickled his scrotum and stroked the shaft and head of his thick prick. She was marvelous and the man forgot all about the movie he was making. He closed his eyes and pressed the back of his head against the pillow, his lips pulling tightly back over his teeth, his face contorting into a grimace from the burning ache he felt in his testicles from the incestuous caresses.
She moved the head of his cock to the base of her slit and he slid his palms slowly down her spine.
His hands traveled all the way from the back of her neck to the cheeks of her ass, and he pulled her buttocks open.
Julia focused and zoomed, until she could see her picture framed perfectly on the television screen.
She could see the head of his cock pressing against the inner lips of Laura's virgin pussy at the bottom of the screen. Only the very base of his balls was cut off.
At the top of the screen, Mommy the camera-person could see the puckers in Laura's ass-hole being smoothed by the pressure being put on the crack by MacIntyre's strong, prying fingers.
Laura could feel the inner lips of her dripping pussy being pushed far apart by the head of the cock.
She looked at her daddy's face and could see that he was very excited at the prospect of entering her.
The little girl lowered her hips and felt the tip of his cock pressing against the intact cherry.
The could feel the thin wall of protective membrane being stretched taut by the pressure and she gasped.
She realized that she was about to become a woman and she plunged downward with her hips savagely.
She let out a sharp scream of pain, that turned into a throaty moan of pleasure near End.
The little black-haired girl could feel the mixture of blood and pussy juice rolling down the insides of her thighs.
This physical evidence of the cherry-popping was clearly visible in red on the color video tape.
Her cherry was gone and she could feel her cunt throbbing.
She needed to have the entire penis inside her pussy.
The pain was numbed and her fear became non-existent.
She lowered her hips until she was sitting on his balls.
The whole pole disappeared inside her bleeding cooze.
The man held her ass cheeks open with his left hand.
He fingered the ass hole with the forefinger of his right hand, keeping his hand out of the way so the camera would be able to see.
Mommy held the camera still with one hand and rubbed her thighs with the other.
She diddled her clit softly and then explored the tender area between her own swollen inner labia.
Laura could tell that moving that cock in and out of her burning pussy was going to feel better than anything she had ever previously known.
The little girl could feel the pleasure mounting and she began to squeak with the joy that rippled through her body.
Julia moved the camera slightly to one side so she would be able to get MacIntyre's face in the picture.
She could tell that they were creating an erotic masterpiece, and she was proud to be part of it.
The mother could hear both her husband and her daughter moaning louder and louder, nearing climax.
The camera could see the little girl's stretched inner pussy lips gaping and quivering as they gripped her Daddy's long thick prick.
The fuck got faster and faster until every muscle in Laura's body tensed and she trembled with her come.
She was having an orgasm that was unlike anything she had given herself when she masturbated.
Laura could feel her entire body turning to jelly and she screamed bloody murder as his prick tore through her pussy flesh, the tip finding the soft wet heat of her deepest cunt core!
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" Laura called out.
But her father was done with her pussy for the moment.
He pulled back with his hips, pulling his cock all the way out.
He grabbed the base of his cock with a tight right fist.
He got a little blood on his palm as he squeezed.
He moved his thick cock head to her throbbing anus.
He pressed his pulsating member against her ass-hole.
She felt the pressure increasing on her tender sphincter.
Laura could feel the blood draining from her face.
She could tell that she was turning as white as a sheet.
She knew that he was going to fuck her hot bowels.
The mere thought filled the little girl with fear.
"Please, Daddy, don't do it," Laura said with a whine.
"Don't do what, my little darling?" Daddy asked.
"Don't fuck me in the ass, Daddy. It will hurt too much."
"I don't think you know the first thing about pain."
With that he thrust forward savagely with his hips.
Laura could feel her ass-hole being stretched open.
The puckers in her sphincter muscle were smoothed.
She could feel the head of his cock pushing past the muscle.
His cock head pushed all the way into her elastic bowels.
Laura could feel her eyes once again swelling fast.
The eyes were all red from the tears that welled in them.
With her eyes bloodshot, she appeared filled with despair.
But then the pleasure struck, coming out of her agony.
Her sharp scream of pain changed in the middle of her exhale.
It became a deep throaty moan of womanly pleasure.
Daddy kept pressing forward with his hips, driving deeper.
Laura knew that he was seeking complete penetration.
The little girl felt fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.
The man got the entire length of his prick inside her butt.
He then began to fuck her, very slowly at first.
But Daddy's in and out cock movements quickly became vicious.
"I hope you are getting all of this on tape," he said.
"Everything is running smoothly," his beautiful wife replied.
She was stroking her pussy lips as she held the camera.
Mommy's fingertip was on her love button, diddling furiously.
The woman was having trouble concentrating on what she was supposed to be doing as the sexual tension rose rapidly in her gyrating lower torso.
"IT HURTS! OH GOD! IT HURTS!" the little girl wailed in pain.
"The pleasure will come," Daddy said in a calm voice.
She felt like she was being impaled by her father's spear.
But just as he said, the pleasure came. And when it did, it was crushing.
Laura had a marvelous orgasm deep inside her grossly abused bowels.
Daddy pumped his thick cream deep inside her nether eye.
