The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.
For the young girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a victim of many uncaring people, until finally, she learns the power she holds over the men in her life.
SPREAD WIDE DAUGHTER-the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. Her story is a reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson for society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Pretty young Heather Adams was dreading midnight as she lay in her bed in the dark. Her father would be coming home from work-her rotten, filthy, obscene father. And he'd be at her again like the dirty animal he was.
Heather silently cursed her mother, too. She'd never liked her mother much when the woman was home, and now that she'd run off with a man from the factory, Heather liked her even less. At least when her mother was here, her father had controlled his horrible lust. But now Heather felt absolutely helpless and defenseless against her father's twisted desires.
When she heard the car drive up, her heart started racing. When she heard the front door open and close, her blood pounded in her head. And when her father appeared in the doorway of her bedroom, her breath caught in her throat. The horny bastard wasn't wasting a minute!
The huge, powerful man moved right into the room with heavy footsteps. He went up to his daughter's bed and suddenly threw on the light. The minute he saw Heather he grinned lewdly at her.
"How's my baby tonight?" he asked thickly.
There was lust in his voice and eyes. He was staring right at the pointed mounds her young tits made in the sheet. It was at moments like this that Heather hated her beautiful boobs.
"Don't call me that!" she said with anger flashing in her blue eyes. "I'm not your baby!" She silently wished her tits wouldn't rise and fall so cutely when he was looking at them.
Her father chuckled, untouched by her sneering remarks. Actually, he liked to see his pretty daughter get mad. It made her blue eyes sparkle, and when she was angry her boobs always got agitated.
"Getting to be a little smart-ass, ain't you?" he said gruffly, knowing he could scare her with his voice. He reached down and deliberately whipped the sheet from her body.
"I might as well be!" Heather cried. "You're gonna do it no matter what I say!"
"You're damned right I am," he said. "You're too sexy to leave alone. I've been thinking about you all day, if you know what I mean."
Heather lay stiffly as his evil eyes burned into the short white nightie she was wearing. She didn't want to give him the pleasure of knowing he disgusted her when he looked so obscenely at her body.
He leered at her softly rising tits and slurred, "Did you cocktease a lot of boys today? Or did you just let them play with your cute tits? Maybe you got fucked, huh?"
Heather didn't answer him. She knew he wasn't really asking questions. He was just getting his dirty kicks, trying to shame her and humiliate her.
"Did ya, huh?" Her father laughed lewdly. "Huh? Did you get a nice stiff prick up your cunt today?"
He reached over and flipped her nightie up onto her smooth flat belly, exposing her furry young twat.
"No panties, huh?" he taunted. "You like your cunt naked for the boys, right?"
Heather couldn't hold her tongue any longer. "You know why I'm naked!" she snapped. "You took all my undies away from me!"
Just two evenings earlier, he had lustfully torn her little bikini panties and bra from her luscious young body. And after he fucked her viciously, he went to her dresser and gathered up all her undies, telling her that from then on he wanted to know her cute body was nude under her clothes.
Her lewd father now laughed about it. "You can't blame a guy for that," he chuckled. "Can ya? A sexy girl like you don't need undies. I ought to rip that nightie off ya, you sexy little bitch. You should sleep in the nude. Be proud of your sexy lit-tle_body. You don't want to cover up a(pretty thing like this, do ya?"
His thick rough fingers attacked her pussy. One finger wedged itself between her tightly closed thighs.
Heather whimpered, "Pa, don't." She gritted her teeth against the unwanted feeling in her cunt as her father clawed at it. He was trying to get his biggest finger between her pussylips, and Heather didn't want him to.
She knew what was going to happen next. His lewd talk and anxious pussy-grabbing always led up to the same thing. Then, sure as hell, his hand left her twat and she heard a zipper go down.
Her father opened his pants and freed his enormous meaty cock. Heather saw it and a tremor of fear rippled through her body. It never ceased to amaze her how big it was!
"Play with it," he said hotly, poking it at her.
His big dick looked more like a dangerous weapon than a lovable sex-toy. It was long and thick, topped with a bulging wet head that made Heather very nervous.
He stepped up to her bed. Heather cringed. She was remembering the night before when his huge cock had made her do things she didn't want to do with him. She didn't want that to happen to her again.
"Play with it, I said!" her father commanded.
Heather looked up at him with pleading eyes, but her look of female weakness only aroused him more. Impatient with her, he reached down and cruelly mashed one of her firm, jutting tits in one powerful hand. Mauling her tender tit, he gripped his dick in his other hand and held it close to her flushed face. He started tugging up and down on his cock, knowing it bothered his daughter. He wanted to bother and disturb her. He knew that she would weaken and go soft, and that's what turned him on-a frightened, whimpering little girl.
He squeezed her tit till Heather winced. Then he pulled her hand to his big throbbing dick and pressed her fingers around his thick hot cock shaft.
"Play with it, baby," he rasped.
"Please, Pa," Heather begged. She could feel his monstrous cock pulsing in her fist.
"Please, shit!" her father growled. "Make my cock feel good. Then I'll make you feel good. Come on, get busy with it. You know you love to play with my big hot cock!"
Heather felt defeated, because the hotly breathing man was half-right. She couldn't help liking a big stiff prick-she just didn't want to like his!
Knowing his daughter's weakness for stiff pricks, he started working her hand up and down on his rigid cock. The edge of her pumping hand touched the wetness of his cockhead every once in a while and the hot silky fluid began warming her fist. Heather felt the unwanted excitement travel up her arm into her helpless body. She was very aware of his giant cock beating like a heart in her small hand.
He started rubbing her tits, making her whimper. He teased her nipples, and Heather sobbed. She quivered unwillingly. She knew that her jutting, trembling boobs would get him excited. She begged him to stop in a soft weak voice. That only made her father chuckle lewdly, and he worked his big hot hand inside her nightie onto her hard, naked tits. Heather's soft whimpers started mixing with little moans. She couldn't help it. Her boobs were tingling to the touch of the big male hand.
Her horny father, anxious to get at her, yanked the top of her nightie down, leaving her tits as naked as her pretty twat. He bent over her, breathing hotly. He licked his big thick tongue across her thrusting young tits, lapping hungrily at them. Then, with the tip of his tongue, he teased her little pink nipples till they were hard. Heather started to writhe on the bed.
The helpless girl was whimpering with both dread and unwanted desire. She remembered that right after her mother disappeared, her father had beaten her into submission and then raped her. He'd made it clear that the only way she could escape beatings and rapes was to be nice to him. After that first night, she submitted to him and agreed to everything he wanted. But that was before she knew how depraved he was, and that he wanted her to do horrible things with him. Father! She hated the word now as her father's throbbing dick and swabbing tongue made her tremble like a girl in love.
Still, shamed as she was, Heather couldn't fight the ripples of excitement shuddering through her defenseless young body. She nibbled her lower lip nervously and silently told herself that she couldn't help it if her tits tingled when her father licked and sucked them. She still hated him.
He had forced her to walk around with no undies beneath her revealing clothes, and that was humiliating to her. She always felt naked and ashamed in his presence. She didn't mind it at school and away from the house. She didn't mind looking sexy and making out with her boyfriends, but there was something ugly about fucking her own father. Besides, his cock was so huge that she thought it would split her pussy every time he shoved it into her belly.
She whimpered when her father pushed his soaked cockhead against her cheek.
"Suck it, baby," he rasped. He pressed his dick into her face, wetting her soft skin with his hot pre-cum.
Sobbing softly, the helpless girl took his massive cock into her mouth, sliding her soft lips onto it, then let him work it in and out the way he liked.
Actually, Heather liked to suck cock. But this was her own father's prick. She didn't want to like eating his big dick, but sometimes she forgot. Sometimes the warmth and stiffness and taste of his prick moving in her mouth made her dizzy. Like now.
Sniffling and whimpering, she drew his cock deeper into the softness of her mouth and started licking it with her cute pink tongue, suddenly enjoying the way it was fucking in and out between her sensitive lips. Forgetting for the moment that it belonged to her father, she licked his big thick cockhead and caressed it with her tongue.
Her father chuckled and gripped the back of her head, fucking his stony prick into her softly sucking mouth. He was loving his daughter's hot young lips.
Heather moaned unwillingly when she felt his cock thicken and begin to throb wildly. It was swelling up in her mouth, getting longer and thicker, preparing to explode and gush big loads of hot cum down her throat.
Her father liked to come in his daughter's hot mouth. But in his own time. She was at his disposal. He could shoot his load anytime he felt like it. And he wasn't ready for that. So he pulled his dick out of her hotly sucking mouth. Heather moaned, feeling the sudden loss.
She gazed up at him, puzzled. He was always doing unexpected things, confusing her, torturing her, teasing her.
He chuckled and that made Heather shiver. She hated him for giving her sexy feelings. She hated him more for playing cat-and-mouse with those feelings.
"What's the matter, baby?" he teased, eyeing her soft parted lips. "Do you miss my big cock in your pretty mouth? You like to suck me off, don't you? Look at you, all soft and hot. You don't fool me, though. I know what you were up to. You wanted to suck me off right away and get rid of me, right? That's what you'd like, my cock shooting a load and me going to bed."
Heather knew he was thinking lewd thoughts. His dark eyes kept moving from her tits to her cunt, as if he were trying to decide which to attack first. The suspense was killing the girl. But not for long.
Her father dropped his pants and suddenly climbed onto the bed with her, straddling her tits He knelt up over her face.
"Suck my nuts!" he commanded, lowering his balls to her mouth.
Taken by surprise and off guard, Heather protested. "Pa, no, please," she pleaded.
He reached down behind him and caught one of her pink nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He gave it a sharp twist. Heather jerked and shrieked.
"You gonna obey your pa, or do I have to teach you a lesson?" he threatened.
"Don't, Pa, don't," she sobbed. "I'll lick your nuts. Anything, Pa, only don't hurt me. Please!"
She lifted a trembling hand and caressed his big hairy balls and started licking her cute pink tongue all over them. His huge cock throbbed menacingly over her, dribbling pre-cum into her golden hair as she quickly licked his horny nuts.
His balls were smelly and filthy, but Heather knew she couldn't stop licking them. She felt humiliated, as dirty as his nuts. But there was something strangely arousing about a girl licking a man's balls. She could feel the unwanted arousal in her belly as her tongue ran up and down her father's big nut-sac. She didn't want the excitement. It just happened to her as she sucked his big balls into her mouth. His enormous dick right in front of her eyes didn't make it any easier for her to resist.
Her father chuckled again, just as lewdly as before. Taking her by surprise again, he yanked his nuts out of her mouth and suddenly threw himself on her defenseless young body. He mashed his mouth down on hers, taking her breath away. Crushing her tits beneath his big broad chest, he shoved his stiff cock up into her helpless cunt and fucked her.
Heather couldn't believe the thrill that shot through her. It overwhelmed her senses. Her father's monstrous dick completely filled her small cunthole and when he pushed the full length of it right up into her cunt, she couldn't help feeling a mind-boggling fantastic sensation. Nor could she keep her body still any longer. Her trembling legs opened wide and her quivery ass started humping as her juicy young snatch strangled the immense thickness of her father's plunging prick.
He shoved his tongue into her mouth and fucked it there while driving his giant dick into her pussy. Heather's young body couldn't take the rush of sexual feeling and erotic pleasure. Her small hands clawed at her father's back. Her tongue licked at his. And she began humping her cunt on his drilling, plunging cock.
Spasms of pleasure flashed through her pussy and Heather quivered from head to toe, fucking her cunt faster on her father's vicious dick. Realizing in a clear moment what she was doing, what was happening to her, she wrenched her mouth from his and twisted her face away.
"No!" she cried. "Ohhh, no, no, noooo!"
She was trying to fight against her own feelings of desire and pleasure. But it was too late. The enormous cock slamming into her twisting young cunt was too large and fucking too deep.
"Squirm it, baby," her father groaned into her hot little ear. "Your cunt feels so hot on my prick. Screw nice for your Pa. That's it, baby, fuck your pussy harder. Feels good, huh? See how your cunt loves my dick? That's it, baby, let go and enjoy it. Hump your pretty ass, you horny little bitch. This is what you really want, isn't it? You've been cockteasing me for years, making me watch you grow up and fill out. You're sure a beauty now!
And I've got what you need. Here, take this! And this! And this!"
Chuckling obscenely, tonguing her ear, gripping her humping ass, he drove his big cock into her wet cunt again and again, ramming his swollen cockhead into her heaving belly.
Heather saw stars! Her mind whirled and her tits ached and her pussy churned feverishly, screwing madly on her father's womb-banging dick.
"I don't wanna!" she gasped, throwing her ass up off the bed. "Pa! Don't, don't! Ohhhh, don't make me come! I don't wanna come for you! I hate you, I hate you! Uhhhh, ohhhh, stop, Pa, stop fucking me!"
Her father chuckled against her wet ear. In spite of her protests, he could feel her fingernails clawing into his back. He could feel her hard pointy tits crushing up against his chest. He could feel her cute ass humping and grinding. And he could feel her delicious young twat sucking on his ramming prick, screwing hotly and fucking passionately. He loved every feeling he got from his beautiful young daughter. How horny she got when she was getting fucked!
Heather felt the tremendous cloudburst building up in her belly. Her father's sex-crazed cock was driving her pussy into a frenzy, and she knew it. She was helpless to stop it. How could a poor girl keep her cunt from coming when such a monstrous dick was fucking so wildly and hard?
"Pa!" Heather squealed.
Her body arched like a bow on the bed. Her quivering young legs opened wider and her hot cunt fucked with short sharp jabs. This wild movement made her father's thick cock fuck even deeper, thrilling her and driving her out of her mind with lust. Then her whole beautiful body was jerking violently, screwing hornily.
Chuckling and gasping at the same time, her father pulled one of her thrusting young tits into his mouth and fucked his horny cock viciously into her twisty young twat. Even as she quivered and shook and trembled with orgasm, he slammed all of his thick dick into her creaming, flooding young snatch.
Her father kept on driving his stiff prick up into her soaked little fuckhole, drilling away hornily. Heather's fingers dug into him. She was panting for breath. Grunts and groans escaped her throat as the fiery cock kept banging away at her drenched little cunt. She knew what he was doing to her. He was going to reduce her to a mass of hot quivering female flesh.
"Don't, Pa!" she gasped, shaking all over as his dick plunged and shoved. "Please! Ohhh, Paaa, shoot your load and get it over with! Please, don't do this to me! Pa! Pa! I don't wanna get like this with you!"
But her father knew what he wanted from her. And he was fucking for it. And he got it. Heather squealed, jerked with another hot come, clung to him, softened, and then started screwing him like she loved it.
"Ohhh, noooo!" she whimpered. But it was no use. She was no match for her father's incredible lust or his huge fucking cock.
With a sudden shudder of surrender, the gasping girl wrapped her lovely young legs around the man. Fucking her twat hornily at him, she kept digging her heels into his ass, helping him get all of his ramming dick into her fuckhole. A drastic change came over her.
"Give it to me!" she started panting as her eyes rolled in her head. "Fuck me, Pa! Ohhh, fuck meeeeee! Shoot your load up my pussy! Pa, I need it! Ohhh, you bastard! You rotten, filthy bastard! I hate you! Ohhh, fuck meeeee! Make me come! Ohh, I gotta come! Fuck it into me, Pa! Ohh, dear God, your cock's so big! Fuck me, you bastard! Give it to me!"
Her father chuckled and groaned with pleasure as his young daughter's horny snatch sucked him off. Grunting, he buried the full length of his dick in her drenched cunt. Heather shrieked as all of it shot into her womb. He grunted again, then started jerking on her writhing young body. His cock started blasting away in her heaving, screwing pussy, pumping loads and loads of fiery cockcream into her.
The girl who didn't want to fuck her father was now hotly fucking her father. She was out of her mind with sex pleasure, fucking hotly, forcing his huge cock to spit and pump and shoot big wads of cum into her hungry little twat. Then she started shivering and shaking, whimpering and cooing. Her crazed young cunt was spasming wetly on his stabbing, shooting cock.
Cock and cunt wrestled for long hot minutes, both flooding one another. Then they were screwing more slowly, descending to the bed. Heather felt her sweaty ass touch the cool sheet, then her father pressed her down, fucking the last of his cum into her quivery cunt. He pumped all he had into her, then eased his thick wet prick out of her cunthole. Heather lay there panting hotly.
She felt the bed moving and heard him getting off it. She opened her eyes and tried to focus them. She saw his dripping dick, so thick and red and big.
"I hate you for making me feel this way," she panted, breathing through her soft lips. Her pert young tits heaved as she spoke. Her cunt was oozing and drooling glistening pussycream. "I hate you."
"Sure you do," her father sneered. "Like your cunt hates my cock." He left her room laughing to himself. Heather closed her eyes. Her hands smoothed over her tits and pussy. She shivered and whispered, "Oh, God, I can't take any more!"
The truth was more than the poor girl could stand. She actually wanted more of that big cock!
Chapter Two
Heather dreamed that she was captured by two sadistic men and taken to a dungeon. The evil leering men chained her naked to a wall and beat her with whips till she promised to eat them both. When she gave in and said she'd suck them off, one of the men turned his big black whip around and started teasing her cunt with the blunt end of it. Heather tried to fight it, but her pussy started creaming as the whip handle worked up into her twat.
It was a terrible nightmare for the girl and she tried to wake up from it. Her cunt was feeling much too good to suit her and she didn't want to come for these bad men.
Slowly but surely she emerged from the horny dream. But a strange thing happened. Her pussy still felt like it was going to cum. Then she understood why.
"Pa!" she gasped.
The sheet was down around her ankles. Her father's face was buried in her muff and he was licking the tip of his tongue up and down her cute little cuntslit. It was worse when he lapped at her qui very clit!
Her father had gotten up earlier and had had coffee in the kitchen, but he couldn't keep his mindr off his sexy daughter. He'd been fucking her for two weeks and just thinking about her tight young twat made his big cock stiffen. So he went to her bedroom and couldn't keep his hands off her. He carefully stripped the sheet down her body and watched her tits rise and fall so invitingly. But he didn't want to awaken her tongue-lashing her boobs. Instead, he planted his mouth on her lovely twat and started eating her.
When he felt Heather's body jerk and heard her gasp, he chuckled and drove his tongue up into her juicy cunthole.
"Pa! Nooo!" Heather pleaded. She thrust her hands down to push his head away. But his tongue was already doing its dirty work in her susceptible little cunt. Her twat was already primed from the night before. His thick tongue shot into her creamy cunthole. Heather jerked and gasped. Then she was moaning hornily, thrashing her hot pussy all over her father's mouth, coming violently.
Her lustful father ate her out, licking up all her pussyjuice. He finished by kissing her cute cunt almost affectionately.
He got up then and leered at his daughter's squirming young twat. "You're sure pretty when you come," he said. "This is how you should look all the time."
Heather refused to look at him. She was remembering that today was Saturday. No school.
No escape. No relief. It would be a day of endless sexual torment and abuse.
"Come on, sleepyhead," her father laughed. "Get your cute ass out of bed and fix us some breakfast." He went to her closet and Heather climbed out of bed. She followed him to the closet because she knew what he was up to.
He pulled a minidress from a hanger and said, "Here, wear this one."
Heather looked distressed. "I don't wanna wear that one, Pa," she whined. "It's last year's and it's too small on me."
Her father's lewd eyes lit up. "That's the idea, baby. You've grown up real nice and I like this dress on your sexy young body. Put it on. Get real pretty for your Pa."
When Heather hesitated, her father got a little angry. "Come on, God damn it," he grumbled. He suddenly reached out and pulled at her nightie. Heather caught her breath as the soft thing slid down her body, leaving her stark naked.
Her eyes flared. "You can at least leave the room while I dress!"
Her father chuckled and, muttering something about silly females, he left her alone. "Hurry it up," he said on his way out, "I'm hungry."
Heather put on the revealing dress and immediately felt miserable. Just zipping it up in back made her grown-up tits thrust lewdly in the tightly stretched material. ' Feeling the dress pressing on her nipples, she turned to her wall mirror. Her heart sank when she saw how the dress caressed each tit, outlining it sharply. No decent girl would show her boobs this way, she thought. And no bra!
Her big blue eyes dropped to her legs and she felt even worse to see the skimpy dress so high on her curvy thighs. It hardly covered her pussy. And that was naked, too!
"Heather!" her father yelled angrily, and she jumped.
The girl dreaded going to her father, but she knew she couldn't stay in her room. He'd come in after her and then there'd be hell to pay. He'd probably rape her on the bed or maybe right on the floor!
She shuddered and slipped her feet into her sandals. Well, let him look, she thought defiantly, at least I'll be safe!
But when she entered the kitchen and saw her father's eyes on her practically naked body, she didn't feel safe at all. His lustful leer gave her the shivers and she hurried past him to the stove.
Her father's eyes watched her luscious tits and naked legs. When she went by him, he ogled her tight little ass, so cutely outlined in the small dress like her pretty boobs.
Heather stood with her back to him, trying to appear unsexy. Her hands trembled as she fixed their breakfast. He always made her so nervous!
She had to bend over to get a frying pan. The lower curves of her naked little ass peeked out from beneath her short dress.
"Ohhh, baby, you've got it!" her father said hornily. "You're a gorgeous little cockteaser, all right."
Heather spun around. "I am not!" she blurted. "You make me look like this!" Tears stung her eyes, making them sparkle.
Her father's eyes danced over her thrusting curves and he started rubbing his crotch.
"Just look how you tease my cock," he said, displaying a huge hard-on pounding in his pants. "You've grown up a lot and just looking at you is enough to give a man hot nuts."
Heather's shoulders sagged. She always felt so small and weak when her father talked like this. She hated to think that her beauty caused that enormous bulge in his working hand. And she hated the way his eyes made her boobs and cunt so nervous.
She turned back to the stove, trembling and worried. She never knew what to expect from him-or when! Ever since the first time he raped her, she never knew from one minute to the next when she would be a victim of his incredible lust.
Even as she was dreading and worrying her pretty head, her father was sneaking up behind her. With a leering grin on his face, he suddenly grab- bed her from behind, scaring her half to death, i He circled her slim body with his ape-like arms. One big hand attacked her jutting young tits. The other mashed against her twat. Feeling her up hornily, he buried his mouth in her neck and twisted his monstrous hard-on all over her curvy little ass.
"Pa! No!" Heather cried. "Stop! Let me fix breakfast!"
"Fuck that right now," he chuckled. He spun her around and lifted her up across his powerful arms. "I'm gonna have you for breakfast."
"Ohhhhh, noooo!" Heather whimpered. He was so big, so strong, so hot for her! "Please don't, Pa. Not again!"
He set her down on the kitchen table, forcing her down onto her back. She struggled with him, kicking the sugar bowl and his coffee cup off the table. But her twisting and pleading only made her father hornier.
He grabbed her thighs and spread them apart. He grinned at her fully exposed young pussy. It always looked so clean and fresh to him. With a deep groan of desire in his throat, he sat down and plastered his hot mouth against her twat.
Heather quivered immediately. She didn't want the thrill, but her young snatch was already primed from before, and now her father was nibbling and munching her cunt like a wild man. His big tongue was licking her slit and flicking her clit and probing her wet fuckhole.
Heather lay on the table gasping and moaning as her lusty father ate her pretty cunt. She threw an arm across her eyes and whimpered helplessly. Her tits were heaving and thrusting in her skin-tight dress. She meant to lie still and not give her wicked father any satisfaction, but her body started writhing. She would have been ashamed if he knew her pussy was humping for more of his thrilling tongue.
"Ohhh, noooo!" she moaned, and came wetly, her whole pussy flooding with a fresh supply of silky joyjuice.
Her father felt her cute ass shaking and he grabbed it. He shoved his tongue up into her twisty cunthole and worked a finger into her writhing asshole. With no regard for the young girl's tender feelings, he wiggled both finger and tongue, driving the poor girl into a sexual frenzy.
"Pa! Pa! Pa!" she squealed. Her ass came up off the table. Her twat jerked and writhed on his hot tongue. She suddenly grasped her aching tits, humped her cunt hard, and came and came and came.
Her father's upper lip and his chin were drenched with her hot pussyjuices and still he licked and lapped till his daughter was a weak quivering mass of female flesh.
When he backed off, he saw that her open pink cunt was soaked and drooling juice down to her quivery asshole. He sat back and got his huge cock out of his pants.
He took hold of Heather's wrist and pulled at her. "Now you can have your breakfast, baby," he said hotly.
"No, noooo," Heather whimpered as he forced her off the table. Her weak knees buckled and she fell to the floor, her pretty face dangerously close to his erect wet prick.
"Eat it," her father rasped. He pulled her head forward and smeared his pre-cum across her lips.
Heather clutched at his huge throbbing cock to force it away. But his thick cockshaft was so hot and hard that her fingers curled around it.
"Stick your tongue out," her horny father rasped.
Heather didn't realize she was obeying very fast. Her father saw her cute pink tongue and he rubbed his stiff wet dick against it.
"Lick it, baby, lick it," he groaned.
The poor girl was in a terrible state of erotic arousal. Her whole body was buzzing from her fantastic orgasm and the big thick cock felt warm and sexy on her tongue. She was licking his cockhead, tasting his jism.
If only he wasn't my father, she thought naughtily. Ohhh, but his prick is big!
Her own thoughts horrified her. "I don't wanna blow you," she whimpered, sliding her tongue up and down his cockshaft. "I don't wanna, I don't wanna."
Her father chuckled lewdly and took her pretty head between his big hands. With a rush of intense lust, he plugged up her soft mouth with his thick wet cockhead.
Heather moaned and shivered as his prick filled her mouth. The feel of a huge hot dick in her mouth made her weaker than she already was.
"Mmmm," she moaned softly, sliding her mouth all the way down to his nuts. She closed her eyes to shut out her father. Then there was only his cock-a nice big monstrous cock that her young mouth needed to suck. She started blowing his prick in a fit of passion that overwhelmed her.
"See that?" her father suddenly bellowed, pushing her face away from his^ dripping dick. "You little cocksucker! You love eating my prick, don't you? Look at you! All horny and licking your lips for more of my cock! What's all this fucking crying and pleading, you horny little bitch? You love sucking my cock!"
"Not yours, Pa!" Heather gasped, shivering with mixed feelings. "I don't, I don't! I can't help sucking it if it's in my mouth. But I don't wanna suck yours. I don't! You get me all confused. I don't know if I wanna suck cock or not. I hate it, but it feels so good! Please, Pa, try to understand! I don't wanna do sexy things with you! It ain't right!"
Her father didn't like it when she talked about right and wrong. "It ain't right, huh?" he growled. "I'll show you what's right, you horny little cunt!"
He was already plotting to use his innocent daughter sexually. He was getting horny for her body again. He had a lust to see her writhing with horniness. He liked to see her helpless with passion, all mixed up and coming wetly in her pussy. He was a savage beast, satisfied only by a creaming cunt, and he loved his little girl's cunt!
Heather looked like she would really be great tied to her bed. That was what he wanted to do, tie her to her bed, lick her all over and fuck the hell out of her tight young twat.
Red with anger and lust, her father grabbed her wrist and pulled her whimpering into her bedroom. He threw her down on the bed and, panting with horniness, he quickly tied her hands above her head to the end of the bed.
The way Heather had fallen made her short dress flip up a little in front. Her father looked down at her peeking young pussy. He wanted to lick it and shove his dick into it. But that had to wait. First he had to torture her, make her moan and writhe and burn with unwanted desire. It was fun for him to turn his little girl on and make her want to fuck his prick. How helplessly horny she got!
Heather knew something terrible was about to , happen. She began to plead with him for mercy. It was what her father enjoyed and he started kissing and licking her lips as she whimpered and begged for him to stop. Her body was trembling with dread and excitement, and she was afraid she was going to come.
Her father lashed her with his big thick tongue, licking her nipples right through her thin dress. His cock was enormous in his pants as he made her little nipples spike and point hard in the soft material. He was aching to bang her twat. He wanted to blast his cum into her pussy. He felt like his prick was going to get off right in his pants.
He started sucking her jutting tits, getting her dress soaking wet with his hot saliva. Each tit was soon drenched in his spit as he mouthed and sucked at her boobs.
Heather felt her tits responding and she gasped, "Don't, ohhh, don't. Please, Pa, stop, stop!"
But she soon discovered that there are worse things than getting her boobs licked and sucked. Her father was so horny for her that he started biting and nibbling her tits. That changed her tune.
When she felt the first love-bite, she whimpered and cried, "Pa, don't bite me! Please! Ohhh, suck them if you want to, but don't bite them! Pa! Pa!"
He wasn't listening to her. He was grunting over her luscious young boobs, sucking feverishly on them, laving his big wet tongue all over her nipples, drenching her dress.
His spit weakened the material of the old dress and as he chewed on her nipples, the cloth began to rip. That excited the horny man further and, as Heather lay crying and whimpering in pleasure and pain, her father tore into her dress with his teeth.
Groaning with intense erotic pleasure, he grabbed a piece of her dress between his teeth and wrenched his head. The dress ripped away from one white smooth tit. Heather's pink nipple was erect and tingling. Seeing it, her father mashed his mouth down on her boob and sucked furiously on her exposed nipple.
Heather couldn't believe the feelings she was getting in her tits. Her father's savage sucking was driving her mad. Her cunt was beginning to tingle like her boobs and she knew right then that his fierce tit-sucking was going to make her get off.
"No, nooooo," she moaned. Thrills shot down through her body right into her belly. And that activated her twat. She let out a long low moan as her pussy started quivering and coming as her father licked and nibbled her tits.
He tore away the cloth over her other boob. She was gorgeous and he thought her coming enhanced her beauty. He wanted to make her come a lot. He wanted to hear her cry and whimper and moan with passion.
He moved his mouth again and again, biting and chewing her delicious tits. Heather moaned loudly, pleading with him to stop making her come. He chuckled evilly and sucked her boobs faster and harder, making them stand up tall, making her nipples spike and thrust in his mouth. His tongue and teeth and lips and mouth drove her boobs crazy and the tremendous thrill of it all kept her coming and coming.
She was still coming and writhing on the bed when her father's mouth started tearing at other parts of her dress. Horny out of his mind, lusting after his little girl's curvy young body, he ripped the dress again and again in his teeth, working his way downward.
Poor Heather's body was curling and jerking beneath her father's tearing teeth and licking tongue. Scraps of her dress started flying onto the bed. More and more of her curvy young flesh came into view for him, getting him hotter and hotter. That's what Heather was afraid of-his uncontrollable, intense lust for her!
Reaching her furry young twat, he ripped away the last portion of her dress that held the tight thing together. She lay naked under his eyes then, and his vicious tongue licked into her pussy hair, soaking it. In spite of Heather's groans and squeals and protests, he mashed his mouth into her cunt and tongued her fuckhole.
Heather screamed. Then she shrieked. Her defenseless pussy was creaming as her horny father sucked her out. She couldn't stop coming as his lips, teeth, tongue and mouth worked on her twat the way they had worked on her tingling young tits. Her cunt was pouring with pussy juice, soaking the man's feverish mouth.
Even though she couldn't fight the feelings of sex-pleasure rushing through her writhing, jerking body, Heather still knew she had something to dread. She forced her eyes open and peered down over her ripe jutting tits. She was afraid. She knew her lustful father wouldn't be able to resist her juicy young twat now that he had her all soft and whimpering and passionate. She was beginning to understand why young girls affected men so terribly.
"Pa, Pa, that's enough," she panted as he licked up her cuntjuices. "Please, Pa, you've eaten me. That's enough. Don't do anything else to me."
She was dreading the thought of his enormous wet cock drilling into her turned-on cunt, making her come and come. As much as she liked to come when she was playing with her pussy, it just didn't seem the same to her when her father was pouring his meat to her.
But she didn't have to fear. Her lust-crazed father wasn't thinking of fucking her twat. He was thinking of something hornier, something more delicious, something to drive the poor girl up the wall with female lust.
Chapter Three
Heather really thought her father was going to ram his big cock up her defenseless young twat and screw the life out of her. Thinking that way made her breathing fast and hard and her ripe jutting tits rose and fell deliciously before her horny father's eyes.
But he had something else in mind for his trapped young daughter. When Heather's cunt stopped writhing from his fantastic pussy-licking, he stared hotly at her. She looked only half conscious, panting and gasping, tears in her clear blue eyes, her lower lip quivering cutely. Her father was enjoying her enforced pleasure tremendously, and he wanted Heather to suffer even further passion and deeper desires. He was getting off on what he was doing to her senseless innocent body. He wanted to make her feel female lust as she'd never experienced it.
He gripped her naked young hips in his big hands and Heather caught her breath, catching sight of his wicked dick. But he didn't kneel between her legs and shove it to her as she expected. He suddenly rolled her body, turning her over onto her tits and belly. The terrible truth dawned on her when she felt his hot hand start stroking the quivery cheeks of her smooth round ass.
"Pa! Pa!" she squealed, beginning to panic. "No! Pa, please don't do that to me!" She couldn't bear the thought of his gigantic cock wedging up into her tight little asshole, yet she knew in her heart that he wanted to do that to her.
He chuckled, feeling her cute pear-shaped ass. "You like my finger up your ass good enough," he said. "Why not my nice big prick?"
Heather only sobbed into the bed, knowing she couldn't stop him from venting his lust on her pretty ass. She trembled from head to toe as his hands felt her butt all over, squeezing it and stroking it and fondling it.
Her smooth white ass quivered and her father was drooling over it. It wiggled so nice under his teasing hands! Her butt was a vision of beauty to look at, and he loved the thought of fucking it. Her anguish was more important though, and he tickled her asscheeks till Heather was writhing and jerking nervously. Her pleas for mercy only turned him on more and he squeezed her cute buns till they were growing pink and sensitive to his touch. Over and over he stroked her assflesh, arousing it and sensitizing it, till his panting daughter looked highly fuckable.
Then he knelt between her quivery thighs, gripping his enormous cock tensely in one fist. With deliberate lust, he hunched his hips forward and guided his bulging cockhead to her juicy cuntslit.
Driving Heather out of her mind with unwanted pussy feelings, he rubbed his cockhead slowly up and down her cuntslit, soaking it in her twatjuice. When his dork was dripping with her fluids, he wiped it upwards, rubbing the silky wetness into her asshole.
When he had her asscrack nice and wet, he pried her asscheeks apart with his two thumbs, exposing her cute pink asshole. Gripping her parted asscheeks tightly, he pressed the end of his throbbing cock against her quivery little asshole. With a grunt and groan, he slowly pushed his dick into her ass.
"Paaaa!" Heather cried, shivering uncontrollably. "Don't! Ohhhhh, don't! You can't! It's too big!"
He laughed and wedged his enormous cockhead between her asscheeks, stretching her asshole considerably.
"No, noooo!" Heather gasped, feeling his dick separating the edges of her asshole. "It won't fit, Pa! You'll rip me up the middle! Ohhh, nooo, Paaaa, don't fuck me in the ass! Ow! Owwww! Pa! No more, no more! Please! Not up my asssss!"
Her pleas and protests had no effect at all on her lustful father. Leaning over her, he pushed and pushed his cock, inching more and more of it into her tight wet gash-.
When he had half of his huge cock buried in her tight little ass, he started inching it back and forth for a while, getting her squishy juices all over his stretched cockskin, wetting his dick.
Once that inch was drenched and slippery, he pushed it up into her hot ass and worked on another inch. Thus, in this way he had the pleasure of getting his horny prick into her asshole an inch at a time, and also the pleasure of seeing and hearing his pretty little girl get very, very horny.
Heather had never been fucked up the ass before. She had certainly thought and dreamed about it and talked about it in whispers with some girl friends, but never had she ever had a big stiff dick slipping into her shitter. She'd also had her beastly father finger fucking her asshole. That she remembered because he usually did that just when she was coming on his drilling, pussy-fucking cock, and it sort of added to her unwanted pleasure. But this was different!
"Uh-uh-uhhhh!" she started grunting. Her father began working all of his cock up into her body, making her catch her breath and wiggle and writhe. It was a strange and unwelcome thrill to feel his whole dick filling her tight little asshole.
While Heather moaned and groaned, her father enjoyed himself thoroughly. There was nothing he liked more than to screw a young ass slicked with pussyjuice.
Her father was aroused to the point of raw lust when he felt for the first time his daughter's lovely round ass clenched tightly around his big cock. The juicy warm feeling up her ass thrilled his dick tremendously. So he started fucking her.
At first he screwed his prick in and out slowly, relishing the joy of fucking her asshole, feeling it tighten and clamp on his cock. Heather didn't know that her muscle spasms and trembling and shivers were exciting the hell out of her father. All she knew was that the brute was getting hornier by the minute and starting to ram his big dick up into her body.
"Ohhh, noo, Paaaa!" she gasped as his prick started thrusting in and out of her twisting ass. "Don't fuck me this way! Owww, you're hurting me! Pa, Pa, Paaaaa!"
Her father chuckled with lust and lay on her curvy young back. Nibbling her ear, he humped all of his dick in and out of her squeezing asshole.
"It only hurts for a little while," he panted against her ear, fucking her harder. "You'll see. It'll feel good in a minute. Just let your pretty ass get used to the size of my cock."
Against her will, Heather did feel a lessening of pain and a rather smooth feeling in her ass. It was as if her asshole grew more relaxed, weaker, and softer. As her father went on fucking her, she wondered if the juicy feeling up her asshole was from her cuntjuice. Or could a girl come in her ass, too?
Her idle thoughts were driven right out of her pretty head. At the ideal moment, sensing her arousal, her father banged at her ass and suddenly slipped his hands under her. To Heather's complete shock and dismay, his big hand on her aching young tits and his other hand rubbing her twat triggered a tremendous come in her cunt.
"Oh!" she gasped, coming wetly on his probing fingers. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh! Oh, my God! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Her father chuckled with lustful pleasure as his darling little girl jerked and writhed passionately on the bed under him. Licking his hot tongue all over her ear, he mauled her ripe thrusting tits, clawed her quivery clit, and fucked his cock up her ass violently, brutishly. Heather went positively crazy with unbidden desire and passion.
Her beautiful young body preened and stretched and writhed on the bed. Her curvy little ass started humping back on her father's driving, drilling cock. Each time she humped her hips forward, her wet cunt mashed into his moving, rubbing, teasing hand.
Her fucking father was groaning with new pleasure. His slip-sliding cock was now rigid and steely, completely oiled with her hot juices, so it was easier for him to fuck it hard and fast in and out of her squirmy little asshole.
He knew how to keep his lovely daughter screwing her ass on his plunging cock. Very cleverly, he tweaked and pinched her cute pink nipples, knowing she couldn't help but like that. And he devious- ly toyed with her soaked little clit and fingered her squishy cunthole, knowing she couldn't resist the female feelings of erotic arousal. By keeping her luscious tits excited and her sweet pussy coming and coming, he kept her hot little ass churning and humping and pumping.
As much as she wanted to, Heather couldn't escape the enforced pleasure going on in her young body. In spite of her mind, her body seemed to want all this fucking! Her pussy seemed to want a man's fingers clawing at it and in it. And her ass was on fire with that huge cock drilling into it!
"No, nooooo!" she moaned suddenly. She wasn't protesting against her father fucking her. She was trying to deny the new pleasure mounting in her screwing, twisting body.
Something was happening to her and she sensed it. Her father was grunting, pumping his prick in and out of her asshole violently, viciously, enjoying her ass thoroughly. His fingers in her pussyhole and against her clit were driving her nuts. Certain feelings of dangerous pleasure kept growing in her belly. She was gasping, humping, climbing toward a new peak of sexual release-and she knew it.
Her father's cock swelled up horribly. He rammed it up her ass and fucked his hot cockhead into her shitter. His big fingers dug into her cunt. Her tits felt like they'd burst with pleasure.
"Oh! God!" she screamed. Her body jerked, then whipped. Her father chuckled lustily and drove his cock home, pumping a big hot load of jism into her ass. And that did it.
"Ohhhhh! Dear God!" Heather squealed. She thrust her hands beneath her and clutched his hands to her tits and pussy. Groaning and gasping, she fucked hotly for him, making her horny ass suck him off, as if her belly wanted every fucking drop of his spearing, drilling dick.
His cock pumped and squirted and gushed big wads of thick cockcream into her fucking asshole. Heather kept shrieking and squealing and moaning as the greatest come she ever had sent waves upon waves of exquisite pleasure through her twisting, writhing young body.
Her father lapped her wet ear with his big tongue and squeezed her tits and cunt, screwing the last of his spurting cum into her ass. Then he was groaning, slowing down, fucking his wet dick in and out of her lovely asshole with pleasure. On one of his backstrokes, Heather's tightly clenching asshole spit his dick out. He laughed as it came out of his pretty daughter's ass with a slurpy sound.
He climbed off of her quivery, heaving body and went into the bathroom. He took a healthy piss, then washed his dick till it was glistening pinkly.
Feeling playful, he stood near the door and peeked into Heather's bedroom at her. She was panting heavily, eyes closed, curvy round ass still writhing a little from the fantastic fucking. What aroused her father most was that her pretty legs were wide open and he could see her darling little twat dribbling cuntjuice onto the bed. She had had a damned good come!
The mere sight of his daughter's delicious young pussy was too much for the horny man. He couldn't just stand there eyeing her when her cunt looked so inviting. It was drooling for dick, that was obvious. It was also obvious that, whether she liked it or not, Heather's body was basking in the afterglow of the ass-fucking.
With lust in his heart for his little girl, he stepped back into the room. Heather opened her eyes when she heard him.
"Pa, please," she panted weakly. "Untie me now."
"Sure, baby," he said. "Roll over."
Trusting him, like a naive little girl, thinking he was finished abusing her body, she squirmed on the bed and flopped onto her back. No sooner had he untied her than her lusty father was on her, cramming his hips between her lovely legs before she could close them.
"Pa!" she cried in alarm. She was amazed that his dick was so big and hot near her twat.
He cut off her squeals and squeaks by closing his mouth on hers. Then he reached down between them, grabbing his stiffening prick. Jacking it a little and rubbing his cockhead up and down along her soaked cuntslit, he got it real hard. Then he pushed it into her trembling young cunt.
Heather went to pieces right away. The ass-fucking and tit-playing and pussy-teasing had actually tuned her vulnerable young body. In spite of her wishes, her pussy was more than ready to receive a big healthy dick.
"Mmmm!" she gasped through the fiery kiss. Her slim arms flew around her father's shoulders and her fingers dug into his back. Her quivering legs jerked upwards and wrapped around his suddenly pumping hips. Her heels dug into his ass, kicking and banging at him as his gigantic prick slammed into her pussy again and again.
"Mm-mm-mmmm!" she moaned, shivering from head to toe. Her eyes screwed up and her tongue shot into her father's mouth. Her small hands clawed at his back. Her feet kicked harder against his pumping ass. And her juicy young twat clenched and sucked on his drilling dork.
Amazing feelings of fuck-pleasure drowned the horny girl, making her do things she didn't want to do. She whimpered and cried helplessly as her pussy tingled and humped and screwed hornily. Her father's immense cock was thrilling her reluctant cunt and his thick cockhead kept banging into her womb, making her moan and fuck.
With another muffled cry of unwanted pleasure, she threw her ass up in the air and fucked her twat hotly on her father's big wet prick. Her clenching cuntwalls worked rapidly, screwing and twisting as his dick prodded and poked and plunged into her pussy.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, coming hornily on his driving cock. The first wave of her tremendous climax left her shivering and fucking passionately. Still her father fucked on.
"Mmmm!" she grunted a few moments later, coming once again on his cunt-crazy cock.
The son-of-a-bitch was chuckling into her mouth and the poor kid didn't know why. When she finally realized what the joke was, she almost died with shame. The rotten bastard had untied her hands. Her arms were around his body, hugging him!
Heather twisted her hot mouth away from his. "Pa!" she gasped, humping her horny young twat on his driving dick. "You bastard! Ohhh, you shouldn't make me feel like this! You shouldn't do these things to me! Oh! Ohhhh, you filthy bastard! Ummmm, don't make me like it! Pa! I don't wanna come any more! Uhhh, ummmmmm, ohhhhh, you fuck! I'm coming! Oh-oh-ohhhhhh, I'm coommiiinnnggg!'' Once again her delicious young snatch wriggled and shook and humped viciously, flooding hotly with fiery juice, sucking like a hot mouth on her father's rampaging prick.
Heather's senses reeled as his enormous cock kept slamming into her cute cunt. Her body trembled with orgasm as her tight young pussy sucked and humped on his amazingly large dork. "Ohhh, you rotten fuck," she panted. She knew he wasn't going to stop screwing her twat till his cock shot another load. "You filthy, disgusting, horrible fuck!"
Her father chuckled and rasped, "Well, if you feel that way about me, maybe I'll just quit fucking you."
He suddenly stopped pumping his thick prick into her cunt. Grinning lewdly, he started withdrawing his stiff hunk of meat. Heather caught her breath, feeling his long hot cock leaving her squirmy pussy hole.
"Pa!" she squealed, twisting her pussy. "No!"
"No, what?" he taunted.
"Don't stop!"
"Well, imagine that! My innocent little girl doesn't want her Pa to stop fucking her horny little cunt."
"Please, Pa," she gasped, clinging to him. "I can't help it! You did this to me!" Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled over as she sniffled, "Please don't stop fucking me, Pa. Give it to me. God forgive me, but I've gotta fuck now! Pa, Pa, fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!'' That was all the brutal man needed to hear. With a grunt of animal lust in his throat, he grabbed a handful of her tight little ass and crushed his chest down on her heaving young tits. Gripping her tensely, he shoved his tongue into her hot mouth and speared all of his stiff cock up into her cunthole. Heather got off right then, sobbing pitifully.
Her father was completely turned on by her helpless condition. What a thrill it was to have a sexy little girl naked under him, whining and whimpering to get fucked. Tongue-fucking her sucking young mouth, he drilled his dick in and out of her horny twat, giving her what she needed even though it wasn't what she really wanted. Her cunt wanted it!
Heather's weakened, straining young body went wild on the bed. Her father's huge cock was devastating to her furry young twat. The way he fucked her so viciously was enough to drive her out of her mind with sex pleasures she never dreamed of. Her cunt couldn't help coming and coming on such a dynamic dick. His cock filled every inch of her tight young pussy!
Because he had her where he wanted her and because her cunt was so hot and horny around his plunging cock, her father couldn't hold back his jism. Almost unexpectedly, Heather's twisting pussy sucked him off and her clenching young cunt sucked the cum up out of his burning nuts.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, climaxing wetly again on his plunging, fucking, spurting cock. Each gush of his cum got her off till she was a quivering, gasping, prick-pleasing young girl. She was humping for her own pleasure!
That's what horrified her later when her grinning father got off her body. "I hate you," she panted. "You're a dirty, horrible man."
Her father left the room laughing. He was in need of some food, coffee and a cigarette.
Heather writhed on her bed, feeling terribly fucked. Her pretty head lolled to one side and she was panting hotly through her parted lips. Her glazed eyes caught her own reflection in the mirror and she wondered why she looked so beautiful after getting fucked.
She liked her body in the mirror, so curvy and sexy. Admiring her own beauty, she thought about other men. She didn't want to think of her evil father, so she daydreamed about other adult men lusting after her cute body. Now that might not be so bad, she thought, watching her boobs rise and fall with her labored breathing. A strange man with a cock like Pa's might not be so bad at all!
Catching herself thinking like that, she suddenly blushed and tore her eyes away from her beautiful image. She closed her eyes and silently cursed herself for having such naughty thoughts.
Chapter Four
When Heather returned to her senses and got her breath back, she lifted her head and listened. She heard the recliner creak in the living room. She dropped her head back and heaved a sigh that made her ripe jutting tits lift up pointedly.
She knew what her father was doing. To anyone else, he'd look like a normal father, sitting in his chair, drinking coffee and smoking. But Heather knew better-from experience!
She knew he was sitting thinking about her, about her body, about her tits and curvy ass and hot little cunt. His mind would be seething with lustful lewd and obscene things about her. And she knew why. So his cock would get excited again for his next assault on her!
Heather shivered. He was an incredibly horny man. No sooner did he finish one sex attack on her helpless body than he was already planning another one. Especially on weekends, when she was home all day with him.
She shivered again. Her young mind started turning. If there was only something she could do to escape his lust! But what? She sighed and thought that if they lived in a city, maybe she could meet someone to help her, someone she could trust with the terrible truth about her home life.
She pushed the thought from her mind. It was just wishing. Way out here in a rural district she was helpless. There were only a few neighbors around and none of them would ever believe that Ben Adams was fucking his own daughter!
Heather rolled onto her side, thinking. A sad look crossed her face when she remembered that most of the local men were afraid of her father anyway. Ben Adams had a reputation for being a mean sonuvabitch.
Heather slipped her legs off the bed and set her feet on the floor. She stood up, catching sight of herself in the mirror. She looked like a young goddess with luscious tits and a furry patch of golden curls on her pussy. She cupped her boobs and her fingers touched her pink nipples. A little shudder ran through her. Safe with her private thoughts, she had to admit that she was a very sexy girl, sexier than most girls her age. For just a moment she understood why her body drove her father crazy with lust for her. But she shrugged that thought away, too. She didn't want to entertain the thought that Ben was just another man. He wasn't. He was her father!
But, God, she thought hopelessly, he sure doesn't make me feel like a daughter! He's such a big man, and so powerful! God, I wish he wouldn't fuck me any more!
She was in this frame of mind when she plotted her escape. She knew she couldn't get away from her father's horniness forever, at least not till she could leave home permanently, but she sure as hell could get away for a few hours!
Eager for escape, she stepped into a little pair of shorts-her father had thrown away most of the clothes that fit her properly-and slipped into a tight little T-shirt. Then she put on her sandals and tiptoed to the window. When she was a little girl she often slipped out the window. She hadn't done it in a long time, but she felt it was a good thing to do right now. She wanted a breather, a chance to be alone with herself. So she threw one leg over the sill, then the other, and dropped down into the soft grass.
Even as she cut across the field away from the house, she knew her father was going to be mad as hell when she got home. But she didn't care. The punishment would be worth a day alone. And she knew what kind of punishment she would get.
She had to admit that since her father started kissing, sucking and fucking her, he never once beat her. He kind of gave up spanking her for screwing her, and that was a little relief!
As she strolled through the field deep in thought, she didn't look like a girl who'd just been fucked and sucked out of her mind. She looked like a virgin, a sweet child with a luscious body, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine.
That's exactly how she appeared to Clint Tan- ner, the old farmer who lived up the road. He was in his barn workng when he saw her in the distance, a vision of loveliness in little shorts that hugged her butt and a T-shirt stretched across her perfect young boobs. His cock hardened in his dirty overalls.
"Hey, there, Heather!" he called out, moving to the big open door. "How are you today?" The sun was glinting in her golden hair.
Heather stopped walking and turned, seeing the man staring at her. "Oh, hello, Mr. Tanner. I'm fine. How's the family?"
"Good, good," he replied. His eyes burned into her young body and his dick stiffened considerably.
The look in his eyes wasn't new to Heather. She saw it in her father's eyes every single day. But seeing it in Mr. Tanner's eyes made her feel funny. The man had to be over sixty! Why did old men always look like they wanted to rape her?
Tanner grinned, leaning against the side of the barn. With his eyes deliberately undressing her young body, he said, "Why don't you come in out of the sun for a while? We can sit and talk a spell."
Heather looked from him to the interior of the barn and a shiver of unwanted excitement rippled through her. "I don't think I'd better," she said. But she was walking closer to him! She knew she shouldn't, but somehow her feet approached him and the barn. His eyes stared at her pointed young tits.
"Why not?" Tanner asked. "Seems to me you used to be a friendly girl. You're not gettin' too good for old friends, are you?"
"Oh, it isn't that!" Heather exclaimed, horrified at the thought. "Golly, no! I mean, I like you and Mrs. Tanner and Carole!"
"Then why not come in and spend some time?" he said.
Heather swallowed hard, feeling self-conscious from the way his eyes were smoothing over her belly as if they were seeing right through her shorts.
"It's the way you look at me," she said weakly.
Tanner smiled. "What's wrong with it? You've growed up into a mighty pretty girl."
Heather was on the defensive. "Well, I know," she said nervously. "I mean, that part's all right. It's just that . . . well . . . golly, Mr. Tanner, you just shouldn't be looking at me like that!"
The old man chuckled. "Nothin" wrong with it, is there?"
"Yes!" Heather blurted, and suddenly blushed to think she'd gotten so forward with an adult. But she couldn't turn back. Why not stand up for herself for a change? "1 know why you're looking at me that way," she said boldly.
Tanner's gray eyes sparkled on her tits. "Oh, you do, do you? Then I guess you've growed up more than I thought. And in that case, I'll talk to you straight, like a grown-up. You keep wearing them sexy clothes you wear and I'm gonna be lookin' at you a lot this way!"
Heather peered down at herself, at her poking, pointed tits and flat belly and long naked legs. Yes, she was looking rather sexy. No wonder the poor man couldn't stop looking at her!
But how could she explain to this man? How could she tell him why she looked so fuckable all the time? How could she tell him that she wasn't doing it for spite, that she wasn't trying to excite him?
She looked up at the tall skinny man with pleading eyes. Her heart started racing as the craziest thought came into her pretty head. Mr. Tanner had always been nice to her when she was growing up. His wife often made her cookies. And his granddaughter Carole was kind of a friend.
"Mr. Tanner," she said nervously. "Do you really want to be my friend?"
"Sure!" he answered quickly. His cock throbbed in his overalls as he thought the delicious young thing just might wind up in his hay.
"I mean, really," Heather said. She took a step toward him, breathing heavily. Tears started burning her eyes. "Ohhh, Mr. Tanner, I really can use a friend! I feel so miserable! If I could only talk to somebody! If you only knew!"
With his dick pounding and his lust mounting, the old guy reached out and slipped his arm across the trembling girl's shoulders, pulling her close to him. "There, there, now, what's this? Why, you're shakin', girl. Come on in here and tell old Clint what's the trouble."
"Ohhh, I just don't think I can!" Heather cried, letting him guide her into the cool shade of the barn.
Once out of anyone's sight in the safety of the barn, the old lecher turned the girl to him and pressed up against all her goodies.
"Now, what is it? Are you upset cause your ma ran away? Is that it? I know how it must feel for a young girl to lose her ma."
"No, it isn't that," Heather sniffled, helplessly relaxing in his protective arms. "I mean, not all of it. It's ... it's .. . oh, God!"
The sudden shudder that ran through the tearful girl almost alarmed the man. But not quite. The shudder also made her pointed boobs scrape against him and her twat shivered near his cock.
"Hey, there, you really are upset, ain't you? Come on over here. You'd better lay down a minute."
His tender care only made Heather cry the more and she let him settle her down in a pile of fresh hay. He stretched out beside her, his eyes going wild on her luscious young tits.
He wondered hotly just how fast he could go. Maybe if he just rested his hand a little below her mouth-watering tits. Heather didn't protest. Maybe if he let his hard-on throb against her thigh.
Heather said nothing. He got comfortable with her.
"Now tell me all about it," he soothed, aching to grab the luscious tit just above his hand. "Cry it out. You can talk to me. Carole always comes to me with her problems. Just relax and let me help you."
Heather quivered. "Ohh, Mr. Tanner, you're such a nice man! You don't know how much I need a friend! But I don't know if I can tell you! I want to, but . . ."
"I know," the old man said, pressing his cock tighter against her pretty thigh. He felt like he could shoot a load in his overalls! "You're wondering if you can trust me with your secrets. Well, rest easy. You can tell me anything, and if I can help you, I sure will."
"Ohhh, Mr. Tanner!" Heather whimpered, suddenly feeling secure with him.
But there was something else emerging in her young mind, something new and exciting. She wasn't a kid any more. And a womanly idea popped into her head. What if she was nice to him? What if she let him put his hand on her and press his dick against her? Maybe if she was nice, he'd really help her!
"I'll tell you," she whispered, looking into his eyes and driving him nuts. She heaved a sigh and the lower part of her tit rubbed his hand. She let her boob rest against his flesh. "I've got to tell somebody or I'll die!" she blurted.
While his bony finger trembled against the curve of her hard young tit, she started her tale of woe, telling him how her father changed after her mother ran off. The man listened with great interest and Heather was sure that his cock got bigger and bigger as she revealed how raunchy her father had gotten with her.
"Then he took away all my undies," she said sadly. "That's why I knew how you felt about looking at me. I'm not a bad girl, really I'm not. I can't help it if I've grown up a lot. I have to look this way because my Pa makes me."
Tanner's prick throbbed against her as his eyes roamed up and down her curvy body. "You mean you ain't got anything on under these little things?" he rasped.
"It isn't my fault," Heather said helplessly. "My Pa makes me run around like this. I wouldn't be naked under my clothes if I could help it. I'm not that kind of a girl. One time I borrowed a pair of panties from Carole because she's my friend. But when my Pa saw them, he got awful mad and tore them right off me."
"Christ!" Tanner groaned. His hand slipped right up onto her lovely tit, squeezing its round hardness. "God damn, but you've got great tits! No wonder your old man wants 'em naked!"
"Mr. Tanner!" Heather gasped as his bony hand went wild over her pointed boobs. She caught her breath when his hand yanked her T-shirt up, shoving it way up over her thrusting young tits.
His old eyes burned into her luscious flesh-globes and his mouth dropped to one of her cute pink nipples. He started munching and sucking it right away, breathing heavily. His hand shot down between her thighs and his fingers clawed at the crotch of her tight little shorts, massaging the lips of her young cunt.
"Mr. Tanner . . . wait . . . wait!" Heather panted, feeling thrills up her pussy and in her tits.
"Can't wait, girl!" the old fucker rasped, trying to poke a hole right through her shorts with his finger. "Damned if you ain't a sight for sore eyes! Luscious tits! Pretty cunt, I'll bet! Girl, you might as well enjoy it, 'cause you're gonna get it but good!"
"Ohhh, wait, please," Heather moaned as the wild old man unzipped her shorts and started shoving them down. His cold bony hand shot inside and down to her pussy, mauling it, and she gasped, "Please! Wait! Let me explain! Ohhh, don't put your finger in there! Ohhhh! Please, Mr. Tanner, be nice to me. Let me talk to you."
"Talk, girl, talk!" Tanner rasped, lapping his tongue over her heaving tits and working his long narrow finger up into her juicy young twat.
"I'll be nice to you," Heather panted. "Really I will. I know what you want to do to me. I'll let you, Mr. Tanner, really. But I need your help.
Please help me!"
The young girl's hysterical tone of voice made the man pause in his sexual assault of her delicious young body. With his finger stuck up her twat, he raised his mouth from her quivery tits and looked at her.
"Help you? How can I help you?" he wanted to know.
Heather looked confused. "I don't know. But you've got to! Somebody's got to! My pa screws me night and day! He ate me for breakfast! He makes me do naughty things with him! Ohhh, please, Mr. Tanner, help me!"
Tanner was thinking fast. Ben Adams was no man to be fucked with. Besides, what a man does with his daughter is his own business. But, on the other hand, he sure wouldn't want this pretty piece to start screaming or running out of the barn!
"I'll do what I can," he murmured, trying to satisfy her mind so she'd open her hot legs.
"What? What will you do?" Heather sniffled.
"Well, I'll have a talk with your pa," he said.
That seemed to do the trick. "Oh, will you? Ohhh, Mr. Tanner, how can I thank you? You really will? God, if you'd help me, I'll be nice to you."
"How nice?" Tanner grinned, wiggling his long finger way up in her cunt.
Heather's eyes glazed over. Her lips parted sexi-ly. Her whole body went lax, like she was sur- rendering. And she purred, "Very nice."
She noticed that her T-shirt had slipped down. She smiled prettily and hiked it back up herself, exposing every solid inch of her luscious boobs.
"You can lick my tits if you want to," she said. When his crazy tongue lashed at her nipples, she panted, "I don't want you to think I don't like my tits licked. I do. I guess all girls like that. I just don't like my pa doing it."
She pulled her shoulders back and pushed her tits upward, offering them to the licking, sucking man. "Ohhh, you suck nice," she moaned. "My tits get all tingly and excited when you do that. Ummm, that feels so good. Ohhh, Mr. Tanner, if you only knew what it does to me when_you suck my nipples! My pa would go crazy if he knew what he makes me feel. But I'd never let him know how nice it is. I'm not a naughty girl. Ewwww, suck this one again! Mmmmm, if you only knew what I'm thinking."
He didn't have to ask. Heather moaned, thrusting her naked tits at him, welcoming his mouth on her flesh. And as he licked and sucked her boobs, she pushed her shorts all the way down. Panting softly, she spread her luscious legs real wide and let him really get at her juicy young cunt. And, as his long finger drilled in and out of her moistening pussyhole, she clawed at his overalls. Moaning with pleasure, getting terribly turned on, she got his dick out and grasped it.
It was quite a surprise to her to discover that not all big cocks were the same. Tanner's dick was nothing like her father's. Her father's was so thick, so violent, so vicious. Mr. Tanner's was long and lean and fit in her hand nicely. In fact, it was very long!
Even as the grunting man mounted her body, she was wondering what it would be like to get such a long cock up her twat. She soon found out.
Tanner shoved his wet tongue into her soft young mouth and pushed his cockhead between the lips of her hot cunt. Heather was surprised to find that her pussy seemed to accommodate whatever prick was in her! She remembered how her pussy had clamped on little Billy Wilson's prick and how it had strangled Johnny Cooper's. Of course it was very tight around her father's enormous cock! But now it was just as tight around Mr. Tanner's as he started working it into her. How curious!
She might have gone on thinking her private thoughts, but she suddenly found out what some men have in common-lust for her body!
Tanner eased half of his stiff prick up into her delicious young twat and suddenly went wild. Before she knew what happened to him, he shoved every solid inch of his long dick up into her cunt.
Heather cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure. Her body arched. Her legs trembled. Her fingers clawed into his back. Her head fell back in the hay and her eyes rolled in her head. The nice man had turned into a fucking monster!
Gripping her naked asscheeks tightly, Tanner started ramming his long narrow prick into her soaked little cunt. His big cockhead speared right up into her defenseless womb, and that's what got the unwary girl off so fast.
"Oh!" she squealed when his cock drilled into her the first time. Her whole pussy went wild then and as he fucked his dick into her again and again, she started humping like a whore. "Ohhh, ohhhhh, Mr. Tanner, how you fuck a girl! Ewww, give it to me! Screw me! Oh, my God, how good it is! Mmmmm, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!"
Heather felt quite at peace about begging for more of his fucking. After all, it wasn't her father! It was just Mr. Tanner, the nice man up the road. Besides, his cock was so amazingly long!
Screwing her hot cunt anxiously on his drilling cock, Heather thought it was at least twice as long as her father's. It was narrow and bony, but the length of it made up for the lack of thickness. And her cunt was twisting tightly on it anyway!
As much as she might have liked to fuck with enjoyment this time, the panting, grunting man on her vibrant young body couldn't take too much of her fresh young twat. Even as she was getting off on his pumping, plunging dick, he started shooting his load. It was a mighty big load of raunchy cum because he hadn't been screwing his wife lately either. Heather quivered and humped hotly on his spitting cock, getting her cookies at the same time. His driving dick, shooting so violently, made her come and come and come.
"Good Lord Almighty!" Tanner rasped, shaking with the strain of fucking such a young girl. "That's gotta be the finest piece of ass I've had in a coon's age! God damn, but your cunt likes my cock!"
Heather almost slipped and said, "I think my pussy likes all cocks," but she caught herself and stifled the thought. She realized the naughty thought came only because of the mood she was in from his screwing. After all, a girl can't help having naughty thoughts when she's getting fucked, can she?
When the old man rolled off her vibrating young body and fell beside her gasping for breath, Heather got up on an elbow and looked at him with concern in her eyes.
"Are you all right, Mr. Tanner?" she asked. "You have to watch your heart, you know. God, I'd just die if something happened to you just because I let you screw me."
Tanner chuckled and teased her tits. "Don't you worry, my girl. There's plenty of steam left in the old furnace. No, I'm fine, just fine. Just a little winded from fucking such a young piece of snatch. Guess I got used to Emma's old dried-out twat. No, you're a blessing, let me tell you. Mighty fine cunt you have there."
Heather smiled prettily. "I'll give it to you any time you want it if you do what you said."
She got to her feet and stepped into her shorts. Then she pulled her T-shirt down and tugged at it. Gazing down at the breathless man, she cooed, "In fact, if you're real nice to me, I'll be real nice to you."
Tanner saw her eyes resting on his pink wet prick and he groaned, "Just what do you mean, young lady?"
Heather giggled sexily. "Why don't you find out?" she purred, cockteasing him deliberately.
She walked away then and sauntered to the door. She turned there and struck a seductive pose for the leering old man.
"Please help me, Mr. Tanner," she said. "And you can do anything you want to with me." Sensing her new power over the man, she whispered, "Talk to my pa, like you said. Then I'll be back. Wouldn't you like to get me all alone in here lots of times? You can. All you have to do is keep your promise. If you don't, I'll never talk to you again. And I'll never let you fuck me again either."
She heaved a sigh, eyeing his shrunken but attractive cock. "That would be a shame," she purred. "I think I like a stiff prick when it isn't my pa's."
She turned on her heels and walked away, wiggling her cute little ass provocatively, knowing full well that the old guy was watching it.
Chapter Five
Heather was right about one thing. There was hell to pay when she finally returned home. She approached the house nervously, her fear mounting as she let herself inside. Her father wasn't in the living room. Closing the door behind her, she swallowed hard, bracing herself.
"Pa?" she called in a squeaky voice. "Pa? You home?"
She tilted her pretty head, listening intently. There was no sound. Her tits started rising and falling rapidly with her labored breathing. Maybe he went to town, she thought. Her heart started pumping more slowly.
If her father wasn't home she figured she could make believe she'd gotten home sooner than she did. Maybe she could fool him and save herself a beating or a rape. She went into the kitchen trembling. She'd had to slip out the window! And it seemed the good thing to do at the time. But now it was time to face the music. Dear God, she thought, I feel trapped by my own father.
She moved to the sink and drank some water to relax her dry throat. She thought she heard a noise and she froze. Her heart started racing again. What was that noise?
She sat the glass down and ran through the house, checking behind the sofa, looking in her bedroom, searching her father's room, peering into the bathroom and behind the shower curtain. Panting heavily, she rested her shoulders against the bathroom wall, catching her breath.
Her eyes caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror and she saw her tits heaving. She cupped them and caressed them with shaky fingers.
"I can't stand it any more," she whispered to her beautiful image. "This is driving me crazy! I'm on edge! God, I wish I was old enough to get away from here!"
But she knew wishful thinking solved nothing. She pushed away from the wall and sauntered back into the living room, feeling very sorry for herself.
She was so lost in self-pity that she didn't hear the man come up behind her. Suddenly a huge muscular arm was clamped around her slim waist. A big hand clampd on her mouth. In the next moment she was lifted off her feet and was carried kicking and struggling to the cellar door.
Heather's eyes were stretched wide as she fell herself being carried down the wooden steps into the dark and dank basement of the house. A small yellow bulb was burning, giving the place an eerie feeling. She thought her heart was bursting in her chest. She felt faint.
She was suddenly released and thrown toward a corner of the cellar where a musty old mattress lay on the dirt floor. Heather pressed herself up against the cold moist rock wall, gasping for breath, her aching eyes seeing her captor.
"Pa!" she gasped, choking for breath. "Pa! You scared me! How could you do this to me! Oh, God, you scared me out of my wits!" Her father didn't even hear her. He was livid with rage. His face was almost purple with anger. He was snorting rather than breathing. He was gritting his teeth, glaring at his daughter.
When Heather saw the condition he was in, her fear of being attacked by a strange man was replaced by a greater fear of her enraged father.
"Pa!" she shrieked, cringing against the wall. "What's the matter with you? Why are you looking at me like that? Say something!"
Her father was insane with rage mixed with horniness. It was almost a whole day since he fucked his little girl, his personal and private piece of delicious ass, and he ached to shove his throbbing cock up into her sweet cunt. The little bitch had run off and left him dying for pussy. He couldn't stand to think that some punk kid might be screwing his daughter. She belonged to him and him alone! She was good for some mighty fine fucks.
His raging lust overwhelmed his senses as he ogled Heather's heaving tits and cute little crotch. There was a drive in him to bite into her boobs and cram all of his aching cock into her pretty pussy. He wanted to make her come all over the place and beg for more!
"You fucking little whore!" he growled through clenched teeth. Saliva dribbled from the corner of his mouth. "Run off, will ya! I'll teach ya to cocktease your Pa and leave him here with an aching prick!"
He was drooling over his daughter, looking her up and down as if she had been out prostituting herself. His anger was so mixed up with his lust that Heather couldn't tell which he was feeling or what would happen to her.
Fear was tearing the girl apart. It had a strange effect on her body. As she stood trembling against the wall she was alarmed to notice that deep in her belly was a familiar feeling-fear mixed with unwanted desire! She knew he was going to fuck her. Knowing that it was inevitable somehow made her cunt wet. She choked down her accumulating saliva and thought about his monstrous cock drilling into her twat.
She tried to fight down the feelings, but it was no use. She was growing weak as unwelcome rushes of sexual energy inflamed her tits and pussy and ass. It was like the lust coming from her father was whipping her down. She felt weaker and weaker.
"I'll teach you to run off," the gasping man growled.
He grabbed her small wrists and yanked them high above her head, pinning them to the wall. He started tying them there with lengths of leather strap.
Heather crained her neck and stared upwards. "Pa! Wh-what are you doing? Pa! No! Nooo!" She knew now about the noise she'd heard before. Her father had been down in the cellar preparing his revenge on her!
With shaking hands and grunting breath, her father tied her hands and ankles. He had driven some metal rings into the rock wall. He tied her ankles wide apart so her legs were spread-eagled.
Heather knew she was in for it, that she was helpless and hopeless. Dear God, she thought fearfully, can't anybody help me?
"I'll teach ya!" her father grunted angrily, tying the last knot.
Heather screamed. She couldn't help it. All her fear and sense of danger and fright and unwanted sexual feelings came together and erupted in a loud trembling shriek. Her father's big hand smashed across her pretty face. With tears in her eyes she tried to bite his hand. He hit her again, making her head spin.
Almost senseless, Heather slumped against the rough wall. Tears were streaming down her smooth cheeks. Her tits were heaving. Her whole body was shaking. She went all weak and lax, defeated, sobbing, crying.
Chuckling with lust and need, her father tore at her clothes. Heather jerked and twisted as the horny man's hands ripped her T-shirt away from her tits. She writhed and sobbed, feeling the straps cutting into her wrists and ankles as the fiendish man clawed at her little shorts, pulling and yanking, tearing them to shreds right off her body.
"Pa, Pa, Paaaaaa," she whimpered weakly. "Please ... don't hurt me ... Pa, don't, please . . . fuck me if you want to, but please don't do this to me . . . Pa, Paaaaa."
She shuddered to think that she wanted him to j fuck her, but she knew that would be better than this raging lust. She had known the minute she slipped out her bedroom window that he'd screw her like mad when she got back. But she hadn't dreamed of anything so cruel or humiliating as this! It frightened her to see her father in such a rage, and it filled her with terror that she was helplessly tied to a wall in her own cellar, at his mercy!
"You'll fuck, all right!" her father threatened. "You fucking bitch! Just like your ma! Whoring around! Givin' your cunt to anybody! I'll teach ya, you fucking slut!"
He grabbed her ripe jutting tits in his hands and clenched them tightly. Heather screamed as pain shot through her tender boobs. Her father chuckled with satisfaction. He squeezed one tit angrily. With his other hand he scraped his Fingernails across her smooth white belly, making Heather wince and cry and twist her beautiful body. She hated what she felt deep in her belly. In spite of the pain he was inflicting upon her, she felt a weird sensation of pleasure. Her father laughed, slapping her firm young tits. He twisted her pink nipples, forcing screams and shrieks from her. He dug his fingers like a claw into her wide open cunt and scraped them upwards like a rake through grass. Heather groaned.
It confused and dazed Heather that even though her enraged father was creating pain in her body, parts of her seemed to like it. Something deep and female was responding to the big lust-driven male. She sagged against the wall, sobbing and whimpering, but shivering with strange feelings of extreme delight flashing up her cunt.
She went limp, moaning, as her pussy creamed against her will. As senseless with fear and pain as she was, she didn't want her father to know she was coming. Holding her body as still as she could, she got off hotly inside her belly as the gasping, panting man wrenched her nipples and squeezed her pussy.
"I'll teach ya!" he kept muttering, driveling spit as he spoke. Heather's head was lolling from side to side loosely as he went on mauling her private parts, making her tits arch and quiver, making her come and come and come.
She groaned when she saw him lifting a wooden stick from the floor. "Paaaa!" she gasped. No other words would come out of her moving lips.
He raised the stick in the air. Gloating at her, he brought the stick down and whacked it across her proud thrusting boobs. Heather screamed with pain. Her father grabbed a handful of her soft hair and twisted her head as he lashed the stick across her tits again and again.
"Mine!" he gasped, beating her boobs red. "These tits belong to me, you bitch! Ya understand? Huh? Huh? Your tits are mine!"
His cock was massive and growing painful in his pants as he watched his little girl's boobs get redder and redder with each slam of the stick. His dick started aching and he wanted to take it out and drive it savagely up into her quivery little twat. She looked so helpless now, so wet and fuckable. But he also wanted to teach her a lesson.
Crazed with lust and resentment, he drew back and slammed the stick right up against her defenseless cunt. Heather jerked and almost passed out. The stick whacked into her pussy again, and she screamed. Pain was shooting through her body. Her father kept beating her twat with his stick.
Chuckling, drooling and snorting, the vicious man braced his feet apart and, taking careful aim, made sure the stick whammed accurately into her little clit.
Heather gasped. The pain was there, all right, but every time the wood smacked up against her clit, a weird joy shot through her body too! In spite of what a young girl might think about being beaten, her clit was responding to the violent stimulation.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, quivering from head to toe. She was coming powerfully as the stick rammed again and again against her stiff little clit. Her father saw it and started chuckling evilly. Turning his body for greater support, he slammed the stick right into her cuntslit and clit, getting her off against her will and making her like it.
Shaking and jerking, Heather begged for him to stop, panting pitifully, pleading with him. "No more, Pa! Please . . . ohhhh, stop, stop ... no more . . . ohhh, what are you doing to me?"
Her father brought the stick up for another big whack at her cute cunt. But he stopped. He saw wetness on the wood, glistening in the dim light. His eyes shifted to his pretty daughter's open pink cunt. It was soaked with her cunt juice.
"Hot little cunt," he murmured, dropping the stick. "You're softened up now, ain't ya? Juicy young twat!"
Her steaming cunt turned him on. He flattened his body up against hers, grinding her naked back and ass into the rough rocks of the wall behind her. He reached down and bathed his horny fingers in her burning cuntjuice. He was dying to fuck her twat now, and it took him only a second to yank out his rigid cock.
Heather's eyes were closed. Her mind was spin- ning and her body was tingling all over. She moaned when her father's dick throbbed against her cunt. She twisted her body, hunching her pussy upwards, rubbing it on his cock.
Her father was horny out of his mind from what he had done to her. Her parted lips excited him. Her naked quivering body felt delicious. His huge throbbing dick wanted to tear into her pussy.
He gripped her trembling asscheeks and squeezed them cruelly. Holding on tight, he rammed the full length of his enormous wet cock up into her helpless cunt. Heather jerked violently and sobbed weakly as he drilled his merciless dick in and out of her twat.
If Heather wasn't out of her head she'd never believe what she was doing. In spite of her terror and pain and dizziness, she was humping her crazed cum on his driving, thrusting cock. She was pumping with him, gasping and moaning as her pussy clenched and sucked his prick. She was coming and coming even when she wished she wouldn't, but her cunt kept creaming as her father's brutal dick plunged and drilled and dived and fucked. It was a humiliating, evil, vicious fuck, yet Heather's young body got turned on by it and, in spite of herself, there was extreme delight up her twat as her crazed father fucked her silly.
"Oh, God!" she gasped hotly. Her head was spinning. She didn't really know what she was doing. She was thrusting her pussy out to meet his driving cock, and he was frantically pouring the cockmeat to her. Weakened by the beating, overwhelmed by her unbidden sexual needs, a slave to her father's incredible lust, she started fucking wildly for him. She had been mistreated and abused, but this savage fuck was forcing her cunt to love it. The fuck was so wild and disturbing that she couldn't stop coming on his thick stiff prick.
Her father rammed all of his swollen cock up into her pussy and fucked her deeply. He was groaning and grunting, fucking her twat with great pleasure and lust. Her pussy kept twisting and churning on his rampaging dick, and he knew his little girl was powerless to stop her female needs and cravings.
Heather writhed and moaned as her father's prick slammed faster and faster into her twat. She was dizzy with unwanted passion. She was incapable of complaining or protesting. She wanted to cum, and that was all there was to it!
Her father twisted his body and chewed one of her arching young boobs as he drilled his dick in and out of her soaked little twat. Suddenly he was grunting like a hurt animal, fucking his cock harder into her belly, then he shot his load into her cunt.
Heather felt his big dick spurting in her and the tremendous feeling of it made her come wildly on his cock. Her whole bo'dy jerked with her orgasm and she trembled violently.
In and out of her sucking twat he drilled, till Heather was squealing and screaming with another quick orgasm. His cock spit and shot and gushed viciously as the two of them bucked and slammed together. The extreme fucking left Heather whimpering and sobbing helplessly.
That's the way he left her. He pulled his big wet dick out of her quivery cunt and left her hanging there crying and shivering with terrible after-fuck feelings. He turned the light off and went upstairs. There he sat in his recliner and daydreamed about all he'd done to his little girl, whacking off as he did so.
Down in the cellar he could hear his beautiful daughter screaming in the dark, frightened and terrified. He got off just listening to her and shot his load all over the floor.
Heather's body was totally weak, sagging heavily against the wall. She was afraid of the dark and she screamed for mercy over and over again, crying and sobbing, wetting her tits with her copious tears. But she knew her father wouldn't release her yet. He wanted to punish her but good!
Whimpering helplessly, she tried to catch her breath and be brave in the dark. Her lovely tits were heaving. Between her outstretched thighs, her cute cunt was steadily drooling a mixture of her glistening cum and her father's thick white jism. Drops of it fell to the floor between her feet. Rivers of it trickled down her thighs, tickling her flesh and making her wriggle.
Within the hour, Heather was quiet, breathing heavily and whimpering sorrowfully, hanging from her wrists. She knew without a doubt that she'd have to be very careful from now on about getting her father mad.
Chapter Six
After her cellar experience, Heather was more than glad to yield to her father's lust. The minute he came down into the cellar and turned the light back on, she was more than willing to surrender to his kisses and licks and sucks.
He came back in a very different mood. His big dick was sticking out, huge and stiff, as he approached her. His eyes burned into her luscious naked body and he got very hungry for her tits and cunt.
Heather moaned and writhed against the wall as he started kissing and licking her lips, then her thrusting tits, and all the way down to her drenched young pussy.
"Be a good girl, Heather," he murmured, sticking his tongue up into her cunthole. "I don't like to whip you. I just want to love you."
Heather caught her breath. Love! Was this love, chaining your daughter to a cellar wall and eating Her cunt? But she couldn't figure that sort of thing out. Not when he was sucking on her clit and driving her into a frenzy.
This time he was gentler, really enjoying sucking her curvy flesh, lapping her boobs and tonguing her wet cunt. It drove Heather wild because it was so nice. He ate her pussy so good! And she came pleasantly.
After he finished sucking up all her cunt juice, he untied her hands and feet. Surprising her all to hell, he then lifted her naked young body up across his arms and carried her upstairs, almost tenderly.
He took her to her bedroom and laid her down on her bed. In one smooth erotic motion, he got on her and pushed his throbbing cock up into her soaked little pussy. To Heather's complete shock, he fucked all her fear and anguish away, making her tits and pussy feel awfully good.
"Ohhhh, Paaaaa!" she moaned, coming in floods on his fucking cock.
"That's it, baby," her father groaned against her heaving tits. "Fuck your cunt nice on my dick. That's it, that's it, come all you want. Enjoy it, baby. Uhhh, your pussy's so tight and hot when you're in the mood."
Heather must have been in the mood. Her slim arms tightened around his beefy neck and her lovely legs swung around his hips. Clinging to him almost hornily, she fucked her juicy twat wildly as his big cock slammed into her belly again and again. She came violently, shivering and shuddering so deliciously that her writhing pussy sucked all the cum right out of his balls. Then his prick spit savagely into her quivering, dripping pussyhole.
After that, Heather was very careful about rousing her father's rage. His lust was bad enough, she decided, without having his rage added to it! So day after day, she let him have his way with her body. And day after day she wondered where in hell Mr. Tanner was.
The old man finally showed up to talk with her father, but not for a whole week! Every morning Heather was awakened by her father's hot mouth all over her curvy body. He screwed her cunt before breakfast. Before she could get out the door for school, he squeezed her boobs and felt her up. Each day after school, he was at her and on her and in her! A few afternoons when she came in, he decked her and dicked her right there on the floor till she was as horny as he was and coming wetly in her hot pussy. Heather was beginning to believe that she'd been had by Mr. Tanner.
She had traded her cute little ass for his help, and she'd felt proud of herself for the clever bargain. But when the man didn't show up and didn't show up, she began to wonder if he hadn't promised the moon just to get his raunchy old cock up her twat.
Then Saturday rolled around and Heather found her wrists tied to the head of the bed while her horny father banged the hell out of her defenseless little cunt.
That afternoon, Mr. Tanner ambled up when her father was sitting on the porch resting after a mighty good fuck. Heather was doing the dishes and when she heard voices, she tiptoed into the living room and peeked through the window curtains.
Mr. Tanner and her father were talking about the price of gasoline. Heather fumed. Why doesn't he help me?
Further frustrating her, the two men left the porch and sauntered over near the mailbox, out of earshot. Heather stood at the window wishing fitfully that she could hear what they were talking about!
Tanner was talking about her, all right, but not in any way to help her. He just wanted her to think that so he could fuck her pretty pussy again.
"Been noticin' your Heather," Tanner muttered, chewing on a piece of hay. "Gettin' mighty pretty. That body of hers is somethin' to look at."
Ben Adams glared at his neighbor and growled, "Just keep yer fuckin' hands offa her!"
Tanner got uncomfortable. "Now don't go gettin' riled up," he said quickly. "I ain't thinkin' of doin' anythin' to yer little girl. You keep yer hands offa my Carole and I won't touch your Heather."
That seemed to clear the air for the moment. Then Tanner chuckled and shook his head and said, "Gotta admit, though, she'd sure be a nice piece to get into."
Ben laughed, too, and murmured, "Yeah, and I think Carole would be a mighty good fuck."
"Sure is sexy," Tanner said. "Other day I hid in her closet and watched her change clothes after school. Mighty cute young body. Pretty patch of brunette curls on her cunt. Wanted to jump out and suck the shit outta her!"
"Why didn't ya?" Ben wanted to know.
Tanner's old eyes twinkled. "Did you ever eat yer Heather?"
Ben felt trapped by the older man. "None of your fuckin' business!" he snarled, drawing himself up.
Tanner laughed and said, "Calm down, Ben, and quit playin' the tough guy. So you have a sexy daughter and I got a cockteasin' granddaughter. So what? If we was smart, we'd do somethin' about it."
Ben rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then narrowed his eyes on the old fox. "Like what?" he asked.
"Well, I got to thinkin' the other day when I saw yer Heather walkin' to the school bus. Wouldn't it be somethin' if you and me got it on with Carole and Heather? Now don't get riled, Ben! I was just thinkin' it might be a good idea to quit guardin' yer daughter so tight. Why not let my Carole come by fer a visit with Heather? Young girls like to get together and talk. Maybe we'd find them sayin' somethin' interestin'. You know, we could hide someplace and sort of eavesdrop."
Heather's heart was racing as she peered out the window. She couldn't hear the two men, but they were both laughing. Maybe Mr. Tanner was saying something to make her father think twice about screwing his own daughter!
When the men started toward the house, Heather quickly pranced back to the kitchen and got busy with the dishes. But she was burning up with curiosity. A thousand questions plagued her young mind. How did Mr. Tanner handle the subject? What did he say to her father? What did her father say? Was he free of his lust now? Could she walk around in her own home without worrying about getting raped suddenly? Was her frantic little cunt going to get a rest? Would she be able to date boys and get laid properly, like a young girl should?
When she heard her father's old pick-up truck start up she was jerked from her thoughts. She ran through the living room onto the front porch and caught him as he was pulling away.
"Pa! Pa! Where you going?" she yelled.
He leaned out the window and ogled her luscious young body. She was wearing a little miniskirt and a tight black halter over her pointed tits. "You just keep your little ass in the house," he yelled. "I gotta go to town fer somethin'. Be back in twenty minutes, and you better be here!"
Twenty minutes! Heather ran through the house, out the back door, and through the field toward Mr. Tanner's farm. She dashed all the way, her golden hair flying and cute ass swinging.
She rushed into Tanner's barn, gasping for breath, and looked relieved when she saw him there. "Oh, Mr. Tanner, I'm glad you weren't in the house!" she bubbled, rushing up to him.
"What did my Pa say?"
Tanner grinned at her thrusting young boobs. "Easy, girl, easy. Slow down."
"Tell me," Heather panted. "Ohhh, tell me!"
Tanner peeled the straps of his overalls off his shoulders and let the denim fall down around his ankles. His cock was sticking out stiff and erect, dribbling pre-cum.
"Suck me off and I'll tell ya," he chuckled.
"Mr. Tanner!" Heather cried, alarmed at the sight of his long wet dick. "That's not fair! I already let you fuck me! You promised to help me! You said you'd talk to my Pa!"
"That's right," Tanner laughed. "You fucked me and I talked with yer Pa. Bargain completed. Now if you want to know somethin' more, you gotta do more. Now quit the dancin' around and yellin', and come over here and suck my cock nice."
Heather saw the determined look in his old eyes and the horny look of his throbbing prick. She knew he was an ornery old coot, and she knew he wouldn't tell her a thing unless she sucked his cock. So she had to.
She moved up to him and dropped to her knees and took his horny prick in her small hand. She gave his cockhead a slow lick with her pink tongue, then peered up at him.
"I want you to know that I think you're mean to make me do this first," she told him. "If you were really a nice man, you'd just tell me."
Tanner pushed his wet dick at her and chuckled, "Suck, honey, suck."
"Ohhhh, you rat," Heather pouted. Then, giving up the battle, she took his erect dick into her soft mouth and started blowing him.
After his hard cock slipped in and out of her mouth a few times, it got to tasting and feeling awfully good to her. She moaned a little and started working her soft mouth up and down on his cockshaft while she slowly jerked it at the same time.
She remembered that she had only twenty minutes to get the information she wanted, so she began licking her hot tongue all over his bulging cockhead. Sucking him off and whacking his dick simultaneously, she tried to make him shoot his hot load quickly. She thought she was doing a darned good job of it, too, till the man suddenly pulled his rigid prick out of her softly sucking mouth.
"Mr. Tanner!" she gasped as he threw her onto her back. "No, noooo, don't screw me till you tell!"
But there was no stopping the horny old guy. She had very few defenses left. After all, her miniskirt was terribly short and all he had to do was flip it up on her belly and there was her furry little twat, open and defenseless!
She squealed when he shoved his hot dick up into her wet little snatch. It seemed to her that her cunt was always wet lately and easy to get into! Tanner's big cock was fucking in and out of her, easy as pie!
Heather wanted to argue but all she could do was moan. How horny the man was! How long his cock was! How hot he made her pussy!
"Oh-oh-ohhhhh," she moaned, screwing her ass on the dirt floor. Her fingers clawed his back and she started humping her twat hard on his drilling, driving cock. Even though she couldn't help but like his long prick fucking her soaked twat, she still remembered the time limit. Tanner misunderstood her hurry and thought it meant she was hot.
"God damn!" he groaned, fucking all of his wet dick up into her twisty little cunthole. "You're sure horny today! Christ, but your cunt is sucking me off!"
Heather couldn't resist a little giggle. Realizing her hot young body was driving him crazy for her, she clung tighter to him and fucked her pussy faster, making it really suck him off.
The old man quivered and coughed. Heather giggled. His dick plunged all the way into her cunt. Her pussy clenched around his cock and sucked faster.
"Ahhhhh!" the old man cried. His big horny nuts rose up to the base of his plummeting cock and shot out his steamy cum. Large blasts of jism spurted out the end of his dick and splashed into Heather's pussy.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhh!" she gasped, feel-his cum-blasts crashing into her hot cunt. They made her fuck viciously, humping her ass and twat hornily, and she started coming as violently as he was. The screwing left her shivery and shaky.
"Oh, ummmm, ewwwww," she panted. "Now tell me what my Pa said. Did you warn him? Was he scared? Will he leave me alone now? Please, Mr. Tanner, I gotta get back home!"
"Well, we had a talk is all," the old guy said, standing up and getting dressed. "Rome wasn't built in a day, you know. We had a talk. That's all I can tell ya fer now. Don't be in such a hurry, honey. I'll get to it, I'll get to it."
"Mr. Tanner!" Heather screamed, with fire in her flashing blue eyes. "Oh, you dirty rat! You horrible man! You didn't help at all, did you?" She was on her feet, dropping her little skirt over her cunt. "You just wanted to fuck me! Why, you're no better than my Pa!"
She darted away, rushing from the barn in tears. She ran all the way to her house, the dirty old man's jism dribbling down her smooth white thighs.
She hurried to the bathroom and plopped her ass on the toilet, letting the rest of his cum drip into the water. She washed her cunt with a nice warm washcloth and might have gotten her cookies doing it, but she heard her father's truck pull up outside.
When she came out of the bathroom, her father was in the living room, looking around. "Oh, there you are," he said. "For a minute there I thought you disobeyed and went out."
"No, Pa," Heather said meekly.
She looked awfully pretty standing there in her brief skirt and skimpy halter. She saw the look in his eyes and knew exactly what he wanted.
"Pa, no," she panted as he came at her.
Heather squealed and dashed away, trying to elude his horny grasp. She dashed across the livin room with her father hot on her heels, eyeing her swinging little ass. He was laughing, enjoying the hot chase.
Heather circled the sofa, panting for breath. Safe for the moment on the other side, she stood catching her breath. Her half-naked tits were rising and falling deliciously before her father's eyes.
"Please, Pa," she begged. "Let me fix us some supper. Don't do this, please."
He chuckled and dived around the sofa after her, making her run and scream. He gained on her and managed to grab the strap of her halter. Heather screeched and shot forward. Her halter gave way and came loose in his hand and she ran around the coffee table with her luscious tits naked and jiggling.
Gasping for air, she pleaded, "Stop, Pa, please. I don't wanna do anything sexy right now. Please, Pa, be nice."
"I'm gonna be nice, all right," he said in a threatening way. It gave Heather the chills to see that look in his eyes and to hear the raw lust in his voice. Would she never be free of his cunt-raping craving?
With his dork pounding hotly in his pants, her father resorted to clever maneuvers. He suddenly lunged at her from the left, making her run the other way. But just then he darted to the right and Heather almost crashed right into him.
She screamed and leaped up onto the sofa, thinking of jumping right over the back. But it was too late. Her father's hot hands gripped her and threw her over the back of the sofa so her luscious young body was draped right over it.
While Heather squealed and kicked, he chuckled and shoved her little skirt way up on her back. Chortling like a dirty old man, he knelt down and shoved his horny tongue right up into her wet snatch.
"No, noooo, ohhhh, nooooo!" Heather whimpered. She could feel herself going weak again as her father lashed her cunt and clit with his overpowering tongue. Her pussy wanted to suck on his tongue and get horny feelings, but she didn't want it to. Her pussy won the fight.
Trembling and shaking fitfully, she went lax over the sofa with her golden hair hanging down to the floor as her lustful father ate her cunt out. He forced her pretty legs wide open and tongue-fucked her pussyhole, driving her out of her skull with unwelcome sexual feelings. Her pussy was twisting and humping like she loved his tongue!
She was had and she knew it. She couldn't think straight when this was happening to her pussy. Gasping and moaning helplessly, she suddenly jerked violently and felt her burning pussy-cum pouring down into her father's sucking mouth.
The overwhelming orgasm left the poor girl weak and helpless, shuddering with sex-pleasure, too weak to combat her father's raging lust for her body. Even when she felt him moving behind her and kneeling between her thighs and pushing his wet cockhead at her pussyhole, all she could do was shiver and shake.
So she just cried and whimpered as the beastly male shoved his giant cock up into her cunt from behind and fucked her brutally. Chasing her cute body and eating her delicious twat apparently fired him up because Heather felt like he was fucking her guts out this time! With great thrusts he screwed every solid inch of his horny dick into her unprotected cunt. And each plunge made her shiver and moan with pleasure she didn't want from him.
"Ohhhh, God, help me!" she gasped. The prayer was ripped from her by her father's cruel and selfish cock. She needed help from somewhere, she was sure. No way could she stop this powerful man from fucking her anytime he felt like it, in any hole in her body he liked!
Chapter Seven
Heather was overjoyed the afternoon Carole came by to see her. And she was amazed that her father permitted it! He rarely let her get friendly with anybody, wanting to keep her to himself. So it was a very pleasant surprise when her father announced he was going fishing and that the girls should enjoy the afternoon together.
"God, I can't believe it!" Heather said, taking Carole into her bedroom. "What?" the cute brunette asked. "That my Pa let you visit me." Heather looked soulfully into her friend's eyes. A sudden rush of a need for sympathy overwhelmed her. She unexpectedly threw herself against Carole and clung to the girl, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ohhhh, Carole, if you only knew what I've been going through!" she cried.
Carole's arms slipped around the trembling young blonde. "Hey, what's the matter? You're shaking!"
Heather tried to press closer to her warm friend, but she couldn't. Their bodies were already tight.
Heather was panting with emotion. "Can I talk to you, Carole? God, I have to talk to somebody!
Hole me, Carole, hold me. Just be my friend, please! Hold onto me!"
"Sure," Carole said, hugging Heather's voluptuous body. It was pleasure for the brunette to feel her friend's curvy figure against hers. It was warm and feminine and soothing.
Heather shuddered against her friend, stroking the girl's slim back, resting her face near Carole's throat. How soft the girl was, she thought.
The two young girls didn't speak for long moments. They just stood there holding one another, pressed tightly together like two kids cowering in the dark. Heather needed it. Carole liked it.
The brunette felt something snake through her like a warm feeling of love. She felt her nipples growing stiff in her dress. Her ripe young boobs were rising and falling in rhythm with Heather's.
"Your tits are harder than mine," she said softly, liking how Heather's, boobs rubbed against her own.
Heather lifted her head from Carole's soft shoulder and glanced down at their tits. "Are they? Yes, I guess they are. Yours are nice and soft." She shuddered and said, "Yours would be hard, too, if they'd been through what mine have been through."
Carole frowned at that quivery statement. Heather looked so beaten, or something. "Tell me about it," the brunette said kindly.
The girls moved to the bed and sat down beside one another, holding hands gently. Heather took a deep breath, bracing herself for the ordeal of revealing her terrible secrets. When she inhaled her nice tits lifted up and Carole couldn't help watching them. She felt that Heather's boobs were pointier and prettier than her own.
"I don't remember your tits looking so good," she remarked. "You must be growing faster than me."
"I don't think that it's that," Heather said, glancing at her friend's cute little boobs. "Mine have been getting an awful lot of exercise."
"Really?" Carole said. "How come? I never see you with any boys."
Heather sighed. "I wish it was boys playing with them. I don't even know what's it like to really have a boy play with them. Oh, Carole, I've got to tell you something horrible!"
"Well, tell me!" Carole blurted. "You're keeping me in suspense. And if you keep talking about your boobs, I'm gonna start playing with them myself. They're so pretty."
"So are yours," Heather said, eyeing Carole's pert pointed tits. Carole peered down at her softly rising boobs. "Do you really think so?"
"Of course," Heather said. She slipped her hand up onto one of the girl's tender spheres. "They're very nice, Carole. You shouldn't be ashamed of them or anything. See how it fits nice in my hand?"
"My nipple's getting hard," Carole giggled.
"Mine, too," Heather laughed with her.
Their friendship deepened immediately and Carole reached over and started petting Heather's thrusting boobs.
Heather shivered and purred, "You're so gentle with them. I like the way you feel them."
"Let's get our tits naked," Carole breathed warmly.
In silent agreement, both girls opened their dresses and bared their jutting young boobs for each other. Their hands went to them right away and they smoothed their soft fingers over each other's fleshy globes. Four nipples stiffened with feeling and both girls rolled together down onto the bed. Their mouths met soft and warm in a tender kiss.
"Ohhh, Carole," Heather whispered, fondling her friend's boobs. "I'm so glad you're here. I need a friend bad. Mmmmm, your hand feels nice on my tits. They need some tender affection, I think. They've been through hell."
Once she started revealing her secret, she couldn't stop. As they eagerly played with one another's boobs, she talked and talked.
"My Pa's been at them," she said breathlessly. "You wouldn't believe what he does to them! He feels them and squeezes them hard and pinches them. He licks them and bites them and chews on my nipples! Ohhhhh, Carole, he's a beast! All day and all night, he's always at them, mauling them and abusing them and sucking them till I'm almost crazy!"
Carole was breathing faster, hearing a tale like that. Especially since she was toying with Heather's sexy tits.
"Aren't you exaggerating?" the brunette asked. "Your tits look so nice. It's hard to believe that your Pa is rough with them."
"But it's true!" Heather cried, tears coming into her eyes. "It's true! Ohhh, Carole, he even puts his cock between them and fucks me there!"
"Oh, wow!" Carole gasped. She suddenly rolled and plastered her hot mouth on Heather's heaving young tits. Her little pink tongue shot out of her mouth and she started licking hotly.
"Carole, Carole," Heather moaned, closing her eyes. "Ohhhhh, you do it so nice. Don't stop. Ohhh, I need your gentleness. How soft your lips are. Mmmmm, lick me nice."
Carole not only licked and sucked her friend's tight thrusting tits, she wiggled around on the bed on all fours till her own boobs were dangling over Heather's face. She lowered them to her friend's mouth. Then both girls were moaning and sucking feverishly on soft tingling tits.
One thing had to lead to another. Before long, Carole's hand was creeping down Heather's body to the hem of her dress. She reached under the dress and got her slim finger up into Heather's twisty little snatch.
Heather moaned and followed suit, reaching overhead for Carole's crotch. Carole was wearing little panties but Heather got her fingers into them and started massaging the girl's stiff little clit. Both pussies were soon writhing with soft pleasure.
The room was soon filled with soft moans and little whimpers of female pleasure. Without knowing exactly how or when, the girls wriggled out of their clothes, and before they knew what they were up to, they were writhing on the bed in a delicious sixty-nine position, eating each other's cunts.
They never even thought in terms of safety. Little did they know that Ben Adams and Clint Tanner had lustfully crept up to the house.
The two horny men were just outside Heather's window, listening hotly to the two young girls. Now they peeked over the window sill and got an eyeful! Their cocks bolted upright in their pants as their hot eyes took in the beautiful scene on the bed. Heather and Carole were wrapped together, head to pussy, moaning and sucking hungrily at each other.
Carole started petting Heather's cute little ass. Heather was whimpering and moaning as she felt the tender hands caressing her hot asscheeks. She was absolutely open to some female loving because she needed it.
Heather thought of a man having sex with her this way. She sighed, thinking how nice it would be to be loved gently like this by a handsome male, She could use it at this time in her life. She couldn't bear fucking with her father any longer. Carole sensed that Heather craved soothing female caresses and tender lips on her cunt, and she was glad to be the one to provide them. She kissed Heather's pussylips gently. Then she wiggled her tongue up into the writhing girl's cunt-slit, licking all over. She drew her hot tongue up and down the luscious wet slit, wanting her friend to like it and feel good. Heather was panting hotly as Carole worked her mouth all over her twat.
Heather felt her whole body turning on and the pleasure for her was delicious. She went lax and soft and let the horny girl do as she wanted. Her friend tickled her stiff little clit, then caressed it. Heather humped her clit up and down in Carole's softly sucking mouth. Carole was pulling on her clit, making it quiver and tingle and Heather sensed that her friend was getting as much pleasure as she was.
In response to such intense cunt-pleasure, Heather drove her hot tongue up into Carole's twisty little twat and sucked her out. Then both of them were licking and sucking hornily, moaning and whimpering loudly, writhing and shaking hot-ily. They were rubbing the boobs against one another, inflaming one another. They started gasp- ing and panting in unison, humping faster at each other, delighting one another's bodies.
The lust-crazed men at the window were enjoying the whole thing. It was tremendously cock-pleasing to watch the two teenagers going at those hot wet cunts. They were leering with lust at the little lesbian orgy.
Carole was now stretched out on top of Heather's vibrating body. She had her horny twat crushed against her gasping friend's and she started to grind her cunt back and forth, up and down. The girls were getting hotter and hotter and the men were staring lewdly, enjoying it all.
Carole rubbed her pussy into Heather's. Heather twisted her snatch upwards against Carole's. They were humping one another as hard as they could, making their cunts hornier by the minute. Their stiff little clits were mashing together and the thrills were tremendous in their youthful bodies. They were getting carried away, that was plain to the peeking men.
Carole was mashing her pussy into Heather's and Heather was screwing her twat for all she was worth. Both girls were gasping and perspiring as they pussy-fucked with increasing fury.
Their hot mouths slipped and slobbered. Their tongues lashed and licked. Gasps and hot moans filled the air around them. Their wild humping grew fierce and furious as they both neared climax.
"Carole!" Heather rasped, throwing her cunt up hard. "I'm gonna come!" "Me, too!" Carole gasped, shivering. They were both on the verge of coming, but Carole got off first. Her cute little body started to shiver as a rush of raw sexual pleasure flowed through her. She could feel incredible heat up her twat. And then she started to come.
Her quivery young body seemed to go into spasms, and she was vibrating all over with intense pleasure. The horny vibrations shot through Heather's twisting, writhing young cunt and she started coming with her friend.
Their pussies were clashing viciously together, and they were screwing with all their might.
"Carole!" Heather squealed, humping her twat hard. "You're getting me off! Ohhhh, your clit feels so good! My Pa's prick is so monstrous!"
Carole shivered, coming wetly. "It is?" she squeaked, trembling all over. "Your Pa's cock is big?"
"Giant!" Heather cried out. "Ohhhh, that's why I like your soft pussy on mine. Ummmmm, I'm coming so nice!"
Carole gasped, feeling her cunt flooding, and she panted, "Does your Pa fuck you?" "All the time!" Heather rasped, twisting hotly. "Ohhh, how lucky you are!" Carole cried, coming all over Heather's wet cunt. "My Grandpa looks, but he's never touched me once!" "Carole, you shouldn't talk like that!" Heather panted, rubbing her soaked snatch against her friend's. "It's horrible for a father to fuck his own daughter. Especially my father! His cock is terrible!"
They both came violently, their hot pussyjuices running together in their cunts and hair. They went on screwing their twats, shivering through the last stages of delicious climax. Then Carole collapsed beside her friend on the bed where they lay for several moments just getting their breath back.
When she came to her senses, Carole got up on an elbow and fondled Heather's beautiful tits, teasing the girl's pink nipples.
"Does your father really screw you in your cunt?" she asked. "Or were you just talking like that because you were coming?"
"Ohhhh, I mean it," Heather panted, reaching down and petting Carole's pussy. "He fucks me every day at least once. Usually lots of times! It's horrible! He even takes me down into the cellar and ties me to the wall and rapes me."
Carole looked dubious. "That sounds like you're making it up, Heather. I like my fantasies, but yours takes the cake."
"But I'm telling you the truth!" Heather cried.
Carole smiled. "Well, even if you are, all I can say is you're lucky to have a giant cock fucking your twat."
Heather looked horrified. "Carole! What are you smiling about? It's terrible, I told you! Howl would you like to wake up in the morning with a big wet dick sticking in your mouth!"
Carole shuddered. "I'd love it!" she giggled. "Keep talking like that. It makes me horny!"
Heather stared at her friend wide-eyed and open-mouthed. "You must be a nymphomaniac or something! You're not listening to me at all. I don't think you understand what I'm saying. My Pa rapes me day in and day out! He eats me and screws me and makes me suck his prick all the time! Don't you understand?"
"Mmmmm, I sure do," Carole moaned. "You're a lucky girl, Heather."
"Oh, God!" Heather groaned. "If you saw my Pa's cock, you'd know what I mean." "I'd like to," Carole cooed. Just then there was a noise that attracted the immediate attention of both girls. They twisted their pretty heads and saw the men climbing in the window with eyes flaring and pants bulging. "Pa!" Heather gasped. "Grandpa!" Carole squealed. The two horny men lunged across the room. Heather heard her father's deep, lust-filled voice.
"We've got just what you horny little fillies need," he said thickly. Then Heather screamed.
Chapter Eight
Heather screamed and jumped off the bed, trying to escape her lewd and obscene father. But her father wasn't after her at all. He had lunged on the bed to capture Carole. It was Clint Tanner who floored Heather.
On the bed, Ben pinned Carole's small wrists to the mattress. He was grinning as he murmured, "So you want to see my big cock, huh?" Chortling with lustful pleasure, he pushed his enormous wet dick into the young girl's mouth.
On the floor, the naked and lovely Heather was kicking and screaming. She was pummeling Tanner's chest with her fists.
He grabbed her arms and flattened them above her head, making her tits rise up sharply. Getting her hands under one of his, he used his other to feel and maul her luscious boobs. He was horny for them, so he twisted around and got his hot mouth on one tit and sucked her nipple. The little pink thing hardened in his mouth and he lashed at it with his tongue.
Heather felt herself getting hot as he munched her ripe boob. She didn't want to like what was happening to her, but the horny man's mouth was very sexy on her tit. He was lapping his thick tongue up and down her flesh, turning her on. She couldn't control the horny feelings in her belly and she started liking what he was trying to do to her. She could feel his stiff wet dick throbbing against her hip and everything seemed very confusing.
What really confused her was the silence across the room. She twisted her head and saw Carole on her back on the bed. Her father was leaning over the girl and the cute brunette was willingly blowing his enormous cock.
"Carole!" Heather gasped, wide-eyed. "How can you do that! You're not even fighting!"
Carole slipped her sucking mouth off Ben's huge dork and smiled at her friend. "Why should I fight? It's gorgeous! Fantastic! God, what a cock!"
She turned her face back to the prick she was grasping in her hand and quickly took the hot cock back into her mouth, moaning with pleasure.
Heather tore her eyes away from the horny scene. It was very disturbing to see her father's immensely thick cock stretching the poor girl's mouth like that. And the way he was fucking his prick into her throat!
Tanner laughed, feeling her body all over. "Sure it is," he murmured, eyeing her hotly. "That's why you wiggle and writhe when you're watching her suck him off!"
"I can't help that!" Heather protested, wriggling as his hot hand teased her flesh. She couldn't help feeling things when he was doing that to her. And she knew he wasn't going to stop either. He was horny!
He fondled her heaving young tits, sinking his fingers into her luscious flesh. He ran a hand over each nipple, then traced a hot path down her body and his fingers ran through her soft pussyhair.
Heather whimpered helplessly as his bony fingers went further down, right onto her twat. He grinned lewdly into her face and plunged a long finger into her cunt. He started twisting his finger around deliberately.
"Ohhhh, don't do that," Heather moaned.
Tanner chuckled and opened his pants, freeing his horny old cock. Heather as panting weakly as he knelt up and started pushing his wet prick at her.
"No, please, don't be dirty with me," she pleaded.
Tanner's eyes were hot on her helpless body. He knew Carole's cunt-sucking had primed the girl for stiff cock. She was at his mercy now. He released her arms and Heather lay there panting weakly as he smeared his pre-cum across her smooth white cheek, trying to get her to blow him. She turned her face away.
That didn't bother Tanner. He was having fun with her. He laughed and worked his dripping dick down to her thrusting tits and smeared his cock-juices over her tingly little nipples.
"Ohhhhh," Heather moaned unwillingly. Her heavy lidded eyes watched what he was doing to her.
Tanner chuckled and wiped the wet end of his prick down her boobs and rubbed it across her ribs. That made Heather wiggle and moan because it was ticklish as well as naughty. Tanner chuckled again and traced a moist line down to her navel with his soaked cockhead.
Heather peered down between her heaving tits at his big prick rubbing over her soft flesh. She could only writhe beneath the teasing, tickling thing. She knew she couldn't escape his horny lust. She was going to have to lie still for this humiliation and abuse.
Tanner was breathing hard, drawing his big dick closer and closer to her twat, eager to fuck it up into her wet tightness.
Heather was watching all this, horrified that she half-liked the feeling of his prick inching toward her cunt. Carole's sucking mouth had left her pussy throbbing, so she couldn't help it if she was sort of looking forward to Tanner's cock getting into it. Besides, at least it wasn't her father's brutal dick!
She glanced hazily toward the bed when she thought of her father's enormous cock. To her dismay, Carole was on all fours, giggling happily as Ben drove his lengthy cock into her cute little asshole. Golly, she thought, Carole must be a whore!
Heather would have gone on watching her father bugger the girl, but her eyes rolled in her head when Tanner suddenly sent his stiff prick thrusting up into her defenseless young cunt.
"Oh!" she gasped, and her pretty head jerked on the floor. A sharp and exciting thrill speared through her belly as the horny man on her body drilled all of his prick deep into her squishy young pussy.
Tanner saw what Ben was doing to his granddaughter, too, and the idea excited the shit out of him. Turned on by the sight of pretty little Carole loving the huge dong up her ass, he shoved his big finger up into Heather's asshole as his dick plunged in and out of her twisting little cunt.
Heather squealed when Tanner's bony finger rammed up her asshole. Because it made her jump and jerk, he pushed his finger more ruthlessly into her clenching asshole.
"No! Nooooo!" Heather gasped, humping furiously on his cock and finger. "Please, not my ass! Ohhh, Mr. Tanner, fuck me nice! No, noooo, don't make me come like crazy! Don't make me wild!"
Heather didn't like losing control of her senses the way she did when her brutal father was raping her. But her pleas only excited Tanner more. He shoved all of his finger up into her asshole and twisted it at the same time that he pounded his cock into her writhing pussy. Heather was gasping as both finger and dick drove her to heights of unwanted ecstasy. "Please, nooooo!" she begged. Her cunt was throbbing with immense pleasure and she thought she was going to faint. She wished there was some way to lessen the intense joy, but she didn't know how to stop it. She tried to wriggle her ass away, but that only made the man's stabbing finger tickle her shitter more.
Tanner loved the way she was jerking and writhing. She gasped louder as he shoved his finger further up her ass. He was ramming it in and out, making her screech at the top of her voice. Carole's delighted squeals of pleasure mingled with hers, filling the room with exciting female music.
In time, Heather's screams faded to whimpers as Tanner's horny prick fucked her twat and his eager finger ramrodded her asshole. She went lax and limp, quivering all over as fantastic thrills aroused her ass and twat.
Once Tanner had her ass moving, he concentrated on his dick up her cunt. Heather seemed to come alive again as he started fucking viciously into her twat. She writhed and swore at him hotly as her pussy started sucking on his fucking dick.
He could feel his finger up her ass through the thin wall in her belly. He chuckled, rubbing his drilling prick against his own finger in the middle of her heaving body as he fucked and fucked hornily.
"Uh! Uh!" Heather gasped, feeling her climax building. "Oh! You bastard! Ohhhh, give it to me! Fuck me! Ohhhhh, you've got me so hot! Ummmmm, my ass is on fire! Ohhhhh, get me off! Make me coooommmmmmme!"
Tanner got his rocks off from the heat up her cunt. Heather squealed, feeling his juice crashing into her belly. She clung to him then, writhing and screwing her ass and cunt hornily, gasping for breath, fucking almost happily.
She trembled violently as the man's burning jism poured into her pussy. She was coming wetly, her twat suddenly flooding with steamy liquids. She almost passed out, the orgasm was so powerful, and she thought she'd never stop coming on his plunging, spitting prick.
Tanner rammed his cock home and shot his whole load into her writhing young body. They went right on fucking, both of them gasping and panting.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Heather squealed, shivering and shaking violently.
They screwed more viciously at the end, Tanner fucking all his jism into her pussy, Heather thrilling to the unwanted fuck. Her cunt was creaming profusely and she saw stars as the man's prick assaulted her pussy and his long finger drilled into her twisty little asshole.
Tanner's thorough fucking left Heather gasping breathlessly. But when the wiry old man got off her curvy young body, she found no rest. Before she could get her breath back, her father was after her, chuckling obscenely and forcing his oversized cock up her wet ass. Tanner jumped on the bed with his horny little granddaughter.
He looked hornily at the panting young girl. She looked very sexy and he liked that. He could feel a new surge of lust erupt in his groin, and he wanted to fuck his granddaughter. He wanted to screw her cute pussy and let her know how horny his cock could be.
Carole looked up into his eyes and felt her desire to have a good, loving fuck. She was tired of cockteasing the old guy. She wanted him to have her sweet pussy. She wanted him to eat her and fuck her.
"Don't be afraid, Grandpa," she whispered hotly. "I want you. I think I've always wanted you to screw me. That's why I always run around half naked. I was trying to get you to rape me. I've seen your prick. I peeked a few times and saw you peeing. I like it. You think I'm pretty, don't you? I've seen you peeking at my boobs. Aren't they neat? Play with them if you want to. Do anything you feel like. Kiss me. Eat me. Lick my tits. Fuck me.
Tanner leaned over and kissed his lovely grand- daughter. Carole peered at him and fluttered her eyelashes in a very sexy way. Tanner could feel something good happening in his prick.
Carole twisted on the bed and looked down at his dork. She saw that it was getting bigger. She reached for it and grasped it and caressed it, jerking it slowly to get it nice and stiff. She kissed him several times, licking his stabbing tongue.
Panting hornily, she licked at his lips, then worked her soft mouth over his, arousing him. She was sucking on his tongue and sighing with increasing heat. She could feel something stirring in her pussy, her naughty young fuck-urge. She was getting hotter and hotter as his cock got stiffer and stiffer. She liked what she was feeling. She wanted his dick up her twat, pumping its load into her.
"Give it to me," she panted, squeezing his hard-on. "Fuck me, Grandpa! Ohhhh, screw my pussy!"
The old man grunted. He hefted his hips back and gripped his dick, taking it away from Carole. Grasping his stiff cockshaft tensely, he worked his cockhead into her twat. Groaning with pleasure from her delicious young snatch, he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her squishy warmth.
He impaled the gasping girl, feeling his cock grow larger and larger between the tight walls of her cunt. He kissed her on the mouth a few times and mauled her thrusting tits. Her boobs were small and nice and they felt smooth in his rough hands. Tonguing her hot mouth, he fondled her boobs till her nipples were hard.
Then he started licking and sucking her tits, making Carole whimper with pleasure. He lashed his big tongue up and down the soft slopes, thrilling her and making her dream of his tongue lashing her twat. All the burning kisses added fuel to her pussy's flames and Carole was in seventh heaven, finally getting her grandfather to screw her royally.
Meanwhile, Heather was gasping as her father licked his tongue up and down her asshole and twat. But what was really thrilling her was the sight of young Carole willingly fucking her old grandfather! She didn't know Carole could get so horny for an old man, much less a boy! But there was no doubt that the cute brunette was hot. She was fucking like crazy under the old guy, humping her cunt viciously.
As it turned out, neither Heather nor her horny father really knew what was happening. For one thing, Ben Adams assumed too much. He naturally believed that the little orgy with the hot young girls would lead to closer friendship and lots of fucking. But old Clint Tanner had other ideas. Once he tasted his granddaughter's scrumptious little cunt, he couldn't get enough of it! Figuring he didn't have too many years left in this dried-up old world, he made the best of a good thing. He took his granddaughter away from the Adams home and kept her to himself!
When Ben finally saw the writing on the wall, he was furious. Before the week was out he realized that he wasn't going to get to screw little Carole any more.
"That selfish son-of-a-bitch!" he growled to Heather one afternoon as he forced her to lick his cock. "A fuckin' pervert is what he is! Keepin' that horny little slut to himself! Son-of-a-bitch! Both of 'em should be here with us, God damn it! Right, Heather? The four of us should be sharing and enjoying it all. Right?"
Heather lifted her licking tongue from her father's immense hard-on and murmured, "No, Pa, it isn't right. And it isn't right for you to make me suck your cock. And it isn't right for an old man like Mr. Tanner to be screwing a little girl like Carole."
Her father didn't want to hear it. He gave her a whack on the ear and growled, "Shut up and suck me off!"
Grabbing her pretty head between his powerful hands, he pushed his thick wet dick into her mouth and made her blow him to orgasm. Thrusting his rigid prick into her softly sucking mouth, he pumped a mighty load of cum down her throat.
He went on complaining about Tanner's unfairness and bitching about not getting his cock into little Carole's cute cunt. Heather mostly ignored him. She didn't think he was correct at all. Sure, she hadn't seen Carole since the rape in her bedroom, but she didn't want to automatically assume the girl was fucking her aged grandfather! Heather didn't like to think that way. But she soon had to!
One afternoon when her father was in town, she decided to take a walk in the nice sunshine. Her feet just happened to carry her across the field to the Tanner place. She approached the barn thinking it would be neighborly to say hello to old Mr. Tanner. She was completely ignoring the ticklish stirring in the pit of her stomach.
When she reached the barn, however, she heard sounds. Whimpers. Moans. Female moans! Frowning with curiosity, she tiptoed inside. Her blue eyes widened when she saw two pairs of feet sticking out of one of the stalls, one hairy and male, the other soft and female.
Getting down on all fours, Heather silently crept into the adjoining stall and peered through a crack in the boards. She caught her breath and her cunt started creaming!
Pretty little Carole and her grandfather were both totally naked. Carole was sitting on her grandfather's belly. At least that's what it looked like to Heather when she first looked. But then she saw what was going on.
Carole's eyes were rolling in her head and she was mauling her own boobs. Her grandfather was lying on his back, grinning with lewd pleasure, with his hands locked behind his head. He was hotly watching his granddaughter get herself off. She was fucking him!
Heather's hot eyes burned into her friend's furry young twat. Carole was riding on the old man's stiff hot cock! Panting and moaning, the brunette was humping up an down on the fuckpole, slamming her tight little cunt down on it, impaling herself on the stick!
"Ohhhh, Grandpa," Heather heard the girl hotly gasping, "How you fuck! Ummmmm, your dick is so nice up my pussy! Ewwww, I'm so glad you finally raped me! Um! Ummm! Mm mm mm, my cunt's so wet and horny on your prick! Ohhhh, I'll never be able to fuck you enough!"
The girl's horny words and the sight of the two screwing so openly did something to Heather. Her blood rushed to her head and her twat. Shivering and quivering, she shot her hand between her thighs and rubbed furiously against her juicy young twat as she watched the exciting fucking.
Trembling with increasing frustration, she pushed her slim finger up into her squishy cunt and started fucking it in and out hornily. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out with passion as her pussy grew hotter and hotter and closer to a good climax.
Unable to keep still, afraid she'd moan out loud, Heather quickly crawled away from the pussy-pleasing sight and hurried into the field. Dropping down out of sight, she threw her pretty legs wide open and pulled her dress way up on her belly. She closed her eyes and thought of Tanner's erect wet cock sliding in and out of Carole's tight young twat. Her soaked finger fucked furiously in and out of her own buzzing twat till she got off. Then she lay panting with a drenched cunt and dripping fingers.
When she got her breath back, she got to her feet and smoothed out her dress primly. Walking back to her house, she seethed with anger, almost as much anger as her father! The pervert, she thought. The weirdo! Screwing his own granddaughter!
She didn't want to be honest about the matter, but she couldn't help it. As she entered the house, tears stung her eyes. She realized that Tanner wasn't going to fuck her pussy anymore now that he had Carole's all to himself. It made her feel sad. After all, Tanner's was a nice dick and not related to her! She could have loved it!
Her father wasn't home yet and Heather took the opportunity to sit quietly on the sofa and just pet her purring pussy. She didn't get much chance to be alone anymore. Ever since her father noticed how sexy she'd become, he'd been at her day and night. It was a relief for the girl to sit on the sofa with her pretty legs open and her fingers dancing all over her furry young twat.
Heather was feeling very sorry for herself as she diddled her clit and pussylips. She knew she was a beautiful girl, well-built, and very lovable. But she wanted so much to play with the boys her own age. Well, maybe a little older. Even in their twenties would be nice, she thought, running her finger up into her snatch.
If it wasn't for her sex-hungry father, she thought, she'd be able to go on dates after school and on weekends. But no, her father wanted every inch of her body, every ounce of her boiling, steamy cum!
Her finger dug deeply into her twisting young cunt and she slumped on the sofa, gasping hotly. Wouldn't it be nice to have a teenaged boy make a pass at her? Wouldn't it be nice if he forced her to hold his prick? And wouldn't it be terribly wicked if he fucked her!
A shiver of forbidden excitement ran through her body. It turned into a dynamic spasm. She moaned. Then she jerked and whipped violently, cumming juicily on her fingers.
Even as she came hornily, fingerfucking her soaked cunt, her young mind was plotting a dangerous course of action. Her burgeoning young body was screaming for the attention of young males. It was natural, and she couldn't escape the need to be caressed, kissed and fucked by a boy. Every young girl eventually needs to be royally screwed by a nice boy.
The heck with Mr. Tanner, she thought defiantly. And the heck with Pa! I've gotta have some fun,too!
She fell back on the sofa with eyes closed and her hand vigorously rubbing her purring pussy. I need it, she thought bravely. My cunt needs a boy's cock! Ohhhh, how nice it would be to have a handsome boy on me right now, fucking me nice and hard!
With these lascivious thoughts in her burning young mind, she started fingerfucking herself again, unable to resist the need for more coming. And that's how her father found her when he walked in. She hadn't even heard him drive up, she was so horny!
Heather screamed when she saw him coming at her and she tried to get up from the sofa, but her body was weak with sexual need. He decked her easily and, in spite of her moans and groans, he had one helluva good time fucking her for the next two hours.
Heather's only escape was to make believe her father was a nice boy dying to screw her pussy. But that wasn't too easy to do. Her father was immense! His huge chest was crushing down on her defenseless young tits. His monstrous hips were pistoning like a big machine. And his wide, long cock was plunging viciously in and out of her squishy little cunt.
"Ohhh, I hate you, I hate you," Heather was panting, screwing her horny twat on his rampaging dick. She knew why she hated him. Not simply because he was fucking her. But because he was forcing her to have feelings she really wanted with boys! She knew she had a nice body with cute boobs and a delicious cunt. And she wanted them to please a male. But not her lustful father! She needed a boy to want her and chase her and get her hot and fuck the hell out of her! She wanted a nice slim prick up her twat. She wanted her pussy to love it and get all wet and horny for it. How nice that would be!
Chapter Nine
Heather's horny dream almost came true the very next day. She let young Jimmy Poe walk home with her from school. She knew he was glancing at her tits every chance he got and for the first time in a long time Heather felt good about being naked under her cute little dress. As they walked and talked about school, she made sure her tits stayed tight and high for his eyes.
When they were approaching her house and Heather saw that her father's truck wasn't in the front yard, her young heart started to beat wildly. She knew what was on Jimmy's mind and now she could let it happen!
She looked right at the boy and smiled, even though his eyes were glued to her ripe jutting tits. He couldn't help looking her up and down then. She was as horny as he was. He could tell when a girl was on the make.
Heather knew what her pussy was aching for. And she knew she was going to put out for this good-looking boy with the naughty eyes. Knowing it made her nipples stiffen in her dress and, between her hot thighs, her twat quivered.
She wanted very much to get fucked by a boy her age. It was her secret dream, something she didn't get to enjoy like other girls. As they passed the mailbox, she thought about Jimmy's nice young prick poking up into her cunt and the mere thought made her pussy start creaming. With a little sigh, she thought about his horny young cock drilling hungrily into her cunt, and she was liking the idea more and more.
She automatically wandered to the side of the house, out of sight of the road, and the boy automatically followed her. She leaned back against the house and looked at the youth. He grinned at her and she smiled. He was dressed in a T-shirt and tight denims. His chest was small but nice. His crotch looked chunky. Yes, she was going to like being kissed, felt and fucked by this handsome boy. She could feel her fuck-urge stirring between her legs, and she wanted to give Jimmy lots of her pussy. She wanted to give him a mighty nice fuck. Her cunt quivered as she thought about what it would be like.
Jimmy licked his lips nervously. The intense heat in his young nuts made him speak candidly. With eyes burning into her luscious boobs, he murmured, "Jeez, Heather, you're really somethin'!"
Heather knew what he really meant and she giggled. "You mean my tits are really something, don't you?"
"Yeah!" he agreed hotly.
"Do you like them?" she cooed. She felt like cockteasing him a little, to get him real horny for "her.
"They're the best in the whole darned school!" he exclaimed.
Heather was pleased with his compliment. She smiled prettily and pushed her boobs out at him. "You can play with them if you want to."
"I can!" the boy gulped.
"Uh-huh. I'd like you to."
Jimmy's face reddened, not with embarrassment, but with a sudden surge of lust. His young hands flew to her tits and he started feeling them all over, panting hotly.
Heather went lax against the house. Her nipples started to harden, making little points in the light fabric of her tight dress. Jimmy started teasing them.
Heather was breathing faster in just moments. She drew one of his naughty hands down to her thighs and pushed it right up under her short dress onto her moist hot cunt.
Jimmy gasped and trembled as his one hand felt her delicious tits and his other felt her gorgeous pussy. Being no fool, he wiggled one of his fingers up into her squirmy little fuck-hole.
"Ummmm," Heather moaned, spreading her legs for him. "That's nice. Mmmmm, push it way up me."
"Cripes!" the boy gasped. "You like it!" Heather giggled, writhing her twat on his stabbing finger. "Sure, I like it, silly. Don't you? Girls like sex, too, you know. At least, I do!"
The boy groaned when he heard her words. But he choked when Heather's soft hand suddenly reached out and gripped his hardening young prick.
"Mmmm, you have a nice one," she whispered hotly, slowly jerking his hard-on.
"Jeez, Heather, you're terrific! I knew you were sexy, but I didn't know you'd let me do all this!"
Heather smiled hornily at him and gave him a sexy glance that curled his toes. "I'm gonna let you do a heck of a lot more than that," she purred. "Do you want to fuck me?"
Jimmy could only choke and shiver, with eyes wide.
Heather giggled with excitement. Her tits were near bursting with pleasure. The boy's prick felt wonderful in her hand, fitting just right. How good it would feel plunging in and out of her pussy!
But suddenly her blue eyes widened in horror. She could see over Jimmy's shoulder and to her complete terror, her father came out of the barn!
He froze in his tracks, glaring at the sight of a boy with his finger up his little girl's naked twat and her hand grasping his stiff hard-on.
"What the fuck!" he roared.
Little Jimmy bounced away from Heather like he'd been electrocuted. He spun around, saw the big mean man coming across the grass, and suddenly took off, running as fast as his young legs could carry him. "Holy shit!" was all he said before he left abruptly.
"Pa!" Heather gasped, cringing against the wall. "I ... I didn't know you were home! I mean ..."
"I know what you mean, you fucking whore! I had to put the truck in the barn. Thought I wasn't here, huh? Is this what you do when I ain't home? Fucking slut! Giving your pussy to every boy in town, are ya?"
"Pa, no, it isn't that way! Please, let me explain!"
"Shut your fuckin' mouth, girl! Get yer ass in the house!"
Heather shivered. "Pa, no, please," she whimpered.
He grabbed her shoulder and spun her toward the front of the house. His big foot came up swiftly and he kicked her square in the ass, sending her sprawling on the lawn.
Heather sobbed and quickly got to her feet. She dashed into the house, not to obey him, but to escape his wrath.
She ran into her bedroom and staggered breathlessly against her dresser. Painful breathing seared her chest. She started shaking and shivering with fear. What was he going to do to her for this? She thought of his big black leather belt and her heart froze.
But when her father came into the bedroom, he wasn't mad at all. He stood looking at his cowering daughter for a minute, his eyes running up and down her luscious young body.
"Pa, please don't beat me," Heather pleaded.
In a voice that surprised her, he said, "I'm not gonna beat you, Heather. I understand what happened."
She blinked away her tears and stared at him. "You ... you do?"
He moved up to her and started stroking her jutting young boobs. "Sure," he said gently, teasing her nipples, "you're a grown girl now. Yer tits want to be played with. Yer gettin' hot in the cunt for cock."
His rough hand dug under her dress and pawed her moist little twat. Heather gasped.
"Pa, no, you've got it all wrong," she panted. "It isn't like that."
He wasn't listening to her. He reached behind her and unzipped her dress. His big hot hand drew her dress down in front, baring her beautiful white tits. His other hand kept rubbing her horny little twat. Heather was getting weaker by the minute.
"You've sure grown fast," her father muttered. He was urging her backward toward the bed, feeling her tits, teasing her cunt. "Yer tits are horny, aren't they? This feels good, doesn't it? Yeah, I can see it does. See how yer boobs get hard when I feel 'em? I understand, Heather. Yer pussy's grown up a lot, too. It needs more cock."
"No, noo, ohhhhh, nooooo," Heather whimpered helplessly. The backs of her pretty legs touched the edge of the mattress and she knew it was hopeless. He wouldn't listen to her. He thought she was hot for fucking.
He forced her down on the bed, onto her back. He hiked her dress up onto her trembling young belly and pried her legs apart, exposing every gorgeous inch of her pussy.
"See how hot you are?" he said hotly, easing his big finger up into her squirmy cunt. "Yer eyes are hot. Yer tits are hot. Yer pussy's hot. Feel it? Feel how sexy you are right now? Look how yer wigglin' for my hands." Heather caught her breath. "I can't help that, Pa. You're making me feel this way!"
"No, I ain't," her father said thickly, running all of his finger up into her pussy. "Yer hot, baby. Admit it. Come on now, tell yer Pa yer hot. Say it, Heather. Stop blamin' it on me all the time. You wanted that kid to fuck you, didn't you? Didn't you?"
Heather's tits were heaving. Her pussy was writhing with heat. She gasped, "Yes! Yes! Ohhh, yessss, I wanted him to fuck me! But not you, Pa! Not you! Ohhh, I wanted a nice young boy to fuck me!"
Her father chuckled, mauling her boobs and finger-fucking her squishy twat. "See?" he taunted. "That wasn't hard to admit, was it?
Come on now, be honest. Don't stop now. Tell me how yer cute tits feel."
Heather's breath was coming short and fast as her cunt built up toward a hot climax. "They're tingling, Pa. But not for you! Ohhh, Pa, please try to understand. I'm a pretty girl and I've got feelings. I want a boy to play with my tits."
"So yer hot and horny for a boy, huh?"
"Yes!" Heather cried, tortured by his tit-rubbing, cunt-teasing hands. "I can't help it! Ohhh, I'm so hot, Pa! I'm a big girl now and I need sex!"
"You sure do!" her father laughed. His pretty daughter was squirming something fierce on the bed beneath his tantalizing, body-heating hands.
Heather's mind was reeling. "Ohhh, Pa, you don't know what I mean. Not with you. With a boy! Ohhh, Pa, I get these funny feelings in my tits. And my pussy gets all nervous and wet. Ohhh, I can't stand it!"
"You need stiff cock, baby," her father said hotly.
"Yes, yesssss," Heather hissed. Her eyes were closing, her tits were heaving, her pussy was wiggling on her father's exciting big finger. "But a boy's, Pa, a boy's. I wanna fuck a boy!"
"Here's what you need, Heather," her father chuckled. He whipped out his enormous wet cock and wagged it at her. Wagging it made some of his drippy pre-cum dribble onto her quivering thighs.
Heather saw his dick and gasped.
"No, nooo, not yours, Pa!" she cried. "I don't wanna fuck you. Please, don't screw me again, Pa. You're too big. You drive me crazy with your prick. I need a nice young one! Don't fuck me anymore, Pa. I don't wanna screw for you. Never ever!"
Her father laughed hornily. He could plainly see that her body made a liar out of her. His darling little girl was becoming a hot and saucy woman, aching for big stiff dick.
"You don't, huh?" he said in a threatening way. "Well, we'll see about that."
He grasped his huge throbbing cock in his fist and guided the wet end of it to Heather's quivery little cunt.
"Pa!" she squealed. "Don't fuck me!"
He chuckled and strained downward, getting the thick cockhead between her tight wet pussy lips. Wedging his cockhead in her squishy cunthole, he started fucking her twat just an inch.
"Don't screw me, Pa, don't," Heather was gasping. But her pussy started humping slowly as her father's huge cockhead teased the opening of her twat.
He knew what he was up to. Holding himself in a tense squatting position, he used only the end of his dick in her cunt-opening, working it slowly in and out, tantalizing her pussy till it was squirming. "Pa, Paaaa," Heather panted. Her eyes were closed and her pretty head kept lolling back and forth on the bed. Her ass started writhing. "What are you doing to me? Stop, Pa, stop, please. Ohhhh, don't do that!"
Her father chuckled lewdly, gripping his monstrous cock tighter to control its incredible throbbing. He was using it like a tool, deliberately aggravating her pussyhole with it. Her hot slippery pussy started mouthing his cockhead like it was trying to gobble it up. But he wouldn't push any more of his prick into her horny cunt.
Heather caught her breath. Her head fell to one side. Her stomach muscles tightened. Her hips began to swivel.
"Pa! Pa!" she shrieked. She had no control over the intense sex-feelings in her belly. Her pussy was boss. And it wanted cock!
"Paaaa," she whimpered, humping her pussy harder. "Don't, don't . . . please . . . ohhh, Paaaa, just a little more! Ohhh, give it to me, Pa!"
Her father chuckled cruelly. "So now you wanna fuck yer pa, huh? Well, beg for it, baby! You want my cock to fuck yer cunt? Ask fer it! Beg, baby, beg."
Heather could hardly breathe. She was thrusting her cunt muscles in hopes of getting at least another inch of his thick cockmeat up into her hungry pussyhole. But her father held it back, screwing only his cockhead in and out of her pussymouth.
"Oh, my God!" Heather gasped, writhing in torment. "Pa, you're torturing me! Ohhhh, please, Pa, give it to me!" "Give what to you?" he laughed. Heather gulped her saliva down, licked her lips, tossed on the bed in terrible horniness. "Your cock!" she screamed. "Ohhh, Paaaa, fuck your cock in my cunt!" "Say please," her father taunted. "Please! Please! Ohhh, Pa, don't torture me any more! Ohhh, I'm so fucking hot! Pa, Pa, suck my tits, feel my ass, fuck my pussy! Please, please!"
Her father would have liked to continue this exquisite torture, but he was a man who had his limitations. His hot eyes were burning into the delicious curvy body of a young girl who was helpless to fight her own sexual cravings for big stiff dick. How could he resist her pleas for mercy?
"Hang onto me, baby," he grunted harshly. He leaned over her and Heather moaned, throwing her arms around his thick neck. She tightened her grip, panting hotly, and braced her little twat for the plunge she was aching for.
"Now, Pa!" she gasped. "Ohhh, shove your cock up my pussy!"
Her father buried his mouth in her throat, reared back an inch, then drilled every solid inch of his horny cock up into her steamy little twat. Heather screamed.
He drove all of his thick throbbing dick into her juicy young fuckhole till his hot nuts were plastered against her quivering ass. Burying all of his dick in her cunt, he rammed it home and started fucking her deeply, nudging her womb with his horny wet cockhead. Heather went crazy on it!
She screamed and squealed and shivered and shook violently. And when he started fucking her with long delicious strokes of his powerful cock, she almost fainted with the intense pleasure up her twat.
"Oh-God-oh-Pa-oh-mama-oh-fuck-me!" she gasped, screwing her pussy hornily. Her father was deep-fucking her. He drew his stiff rod back and drove it all back up into her squirmy cunt. Again and again he pulled way back and speared it into her. And again and again Heather trembled and vibrated and screamed.
Her father started sweating, gripping her hips and drilling his dick in and out of her cunt. He was sawing away at her pussy with his enormously thick dick, making his daughter go crazy. Heather was gasping and squealing from time to time, especially when his powerful cockhead crashed into her womb. Her pussy lips were clenching and clamping on his prick, loving it, caressing it, choking it.
"I'm coming!" the dazed girl squealed. Her body arched on the bed. Her soaked little cunt opened wide for all of her father's lusty dong. Her twat ached for his cockmeat. "I'm coming! Ohhh, Paaaaa, you bastard, you make me feel so goooood! Ohhhh, I'm coming so much! Give it to me! Screw me! Fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck the cum outta me, Pa! Paaaaa, fuck meeeee!"
Heather was out of her young mind with ecstasy. Saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth. She was sweating like her fucking father. Her twat was humping viciously now, screwing and thrusting and demanding more and more of his dreamy, cunt-crashing cock.
Her father's amazing cock plunged all the way into her drenched pussy and it started bucking and bolting in her belly, pouring and gushing with jism.
As his dick spit and spurt and gushed, he grunted, "Cunt! Fucking nice cunt! My baby! Fucking sweet pussy! Fuck my cock, baby! Suck the cum out of my nuts! Get it, baby, come on my dick! Uhhhh, beautiful baby cunt!"
Heather's wildly fucking body whipped and jerked on the bed as her pussy creamed vibrantly all over her father's driving, shooting cock. She was humping like a whore.
"See?" her father gasped, pumping the last of his hot load into her cunt. "See how you like me to fuck you? Why don't you quit fighting it, baby? I've only wanted the best for you. Yer pa knows what you need. You don't need boys. When you get hot just tell me and I'll fuck you good. See how your pussy gets all wet and squishy when I fuck you? Yer cunt loves my cock." "No, noooo," Heather panted, shuddering with unwanted pleasure. "I can't help it when you get me so hot. But I don't want you to fuck me. I never did. If you'd leave me alone, I'd never fuck you! I hate you!"
Her father groaned with disappointment. He pushed the full length of his dick up into her twisty belly and shot off the rest of his cum. Then he pulled his soaked dick out of her dripping pussy and stood up beside her bed.
"Yer a stupid little bitch," he said, panting for breath. Screwing his horny young daughter always left him short of breath. "All I ever wanted was the best for you. We got this nice place since yer ma took off on us. I thought you could learn to like sex with me. We could fuck all we wanted."
"You beat me!" Heather yelled at him. Her blue eyes looked hurt.
"Fer yer own good, goddammit!" her father roared. "Don't ya understand? I wanted to bring ya up right. If ya didn't kick and scream so fuckin' much, it would of been easier. Don't ya know that if you laid down and asked me to fuck yer hot cunt we could have a good time?"
Heather's eyes flared. "I'll never be that way with you! I despise you for fucking me so much! Your own daughter! You've made me like things a young girl shouldn't like! You make my pussy ache for your cock, and that isn't right!"
"Oh, bullshit, Heather," her father said. "Get rid of them old ideas about sex! Don't ya know girls yer age are dyin' to fuck with boys who won't fuck 'em? Shit! You got the best damned cock in the county right here fer the askin'!"
"I don't care!" Heather screamed at him. "I don't want it any more! All I ever wanted was to kiss and pet with boys my own age. You raped me out of that! Now my pussy dies for big cock! I'll never get a boy to love me!"
She started sniffling with self-pity, which her father couldn't stand. "Knock off the snivelin', Heather. Get smart. You ain't one of them silly girls that plays sex games with stupid boys. Look at ya! Look in the mirror there! Fer Christ's sake, can't ya see how beautiful ya are? Yer made for grown-up fuckin'!"
Heather refused to look at herself in the mirror. It hurt her that he was telling the truth. She knew deep in her heart that she didn't really want to start diddling around with shy and incapable boys. Her luscious body had already known the tremendous pleasure of full-blown adult fucking, and she loved it!
But she didn't want to yield to her father's wisdom. So she glared at him and sneered, "I hate you. You're a rotten, filthy girl-fucker! Obscene daughter-fucker! You ought to be ashamed! How can you stand there lusting after me! You're horrible! I'm your little girl! How can you want to fuck me?"
Her anger and resentment grew so fervid that she gave away her deepest secret. In her rush to shame him, she blurted, "You'll pay for it, Pa! You'll see! As soon as I'm old enough, I'm getting out of here and leaving you alone!"
Her father didn't yell like she thought he would. He went to the door where he turned and eyed her luscious naked body.
"I'm sorry to hear that," he murmured. Heather was caught by surprise. She'd never seen hurt in his eyes before. She swallowed self-consciously as he muttered, "We could have lived a good life if you weren't so stupid about sex. But, do what you want, Heather. Someday you'll dream about these days and you'll miss my cock something awful. Mark my words. When you get out there with all those silly, stupid, women-abusing men, you'll be dying to get fucked by yer old Pa. But then it'll be too late. I might be dead by then."
For the briefest moment, Heather felt an old feeling of love and closeness for her father. It didn't last long. His look of sadness vanished from his face. His eyes burned into her tits and cunt. A lewd grin crossed his face.
"In the meantime," he said obscenely, "keep yer pussy hot, because I'm gonna be fuckin' you till you leave. Dream all ya want, baby. I'm gonna be fuckin' your mouth, ass, tits and cunt for the next couple of years."
He left the room abruptly and Heather felt a cold chill ripple through her twat.
Chapter Ten
Heather was sprawled out in her father's recliner. She was watching television at first, but not for long. It was a special day. Her father had the chance to make some money in town and he'd be gone the whole day. That made Heather feel safe and secure.
She wiggled into a comfortable position in the recliner, lying back. Her eyes closed and her hands drifted over her curvy young body. The minidress she was wearing was cut low across her ripe jutting tits and high on her luscious young thighs, so it was easy for her to rub her naked boobs and furry little twat.
She breathed hotly and drew her knees up, opening them at the same time. She hunched her cunt up and got two fingers up into the soft slippery wetness. Her pink tongue licked at her sensuous lips as she started finger-fucking herself, rubbing her tits and humping her pussy. It felt good to be able to play with herself freely without her father raping the hell out of her.
Her sex-trained young body started responding immediately and feverishly to her petting, stroking hands. In just moments, her tits were thrusting hornily and her open wet cunt was twisting viciously on her probing fingers.
"Uh-uh-uhhhhh!" she groaned, coming profusely till her pussy and fingers were dripping with creamy cuntjuices. "Ummmmm!" she purred, writhing with pleasure.
She got herself off four times this way, thoroughly enjoying her tingling tits and twat. When she finally collapsed in the throes of her fourth orgasm, her pussy and hand were absolutely drenched with cunt juice. She was smiling.
Her thoughts turned to her eighteenth birthday, her day of liberation. She liked to think ahead to the day when she could leave home and her father and get out on her own. How exciting it would be to be loved by other men!
She got off the recliner and strolled into the kitchen for a soda pop, daydreaming about having her own apartment and lots and lots of boyfriends and hot lovers. She knew she was beautiful and she was anxious to test her tits and cunt out on new faces, new pricks.
She sat at the kitchen table till she'd finished her soda and her daydreaming. Then she stood up and stretched on tiptoes, thrusting her arms over her pretty head. Small shudders rippled through her curvy body and she moaned softly with simple pleasure. It felt so good to be alone today.
She felt so good that she went about her housework humming a happy tune. She vacuumed the floors, made the bed, dusted the furniture, always feeling beautiful and free. It was a good feeling for the young girl to be out of the lustful clutches of her horny father.
With a rush of exhilaration, she pranced outside and started working in the little garden bed along the front of the house. She squatted down and pulled weeds from among the pretty flowers, enjoying the sunshine and the work.
She was in this position when the big black car drove by. Heather knew it wasn't her father's truck by the sound of the engine. She glanced over her shoulder, saw the strange vehicle, and went back to her fun. It wasn't till she heard the car stopping on the road that she turned and looked again.
There were two men in the car, big, well-dressed men. But they had hard eyes, Heather noticed, even though she politely smiled and waved.
The two men were ogling the young girl. "Goddamned good-looking little piece," one of them murmured under his breath.
"Yeah," his partner agreed.
The four hard eyes continued to undress the girl, then they skirted the area, looking for signs of other life.
"What do you think, Burt?"
"I think we lucked out, Sam," the other man said. "What a cute fucking piece!"
The two men were horny. They hadn't had a good fuck in over two days. They could feel their nuts stirring, and if they could, they wanted to fuck the chick.
"Look at the curve of her ass," Burt remarked.
"I dig it," Sam replied.
The two of them undressed Heather mentally and she frowned curiously. She slowly got to her feet, feeling something strange in her belly. They were awfully big men.
"Excuse me, honey!" Sam called out.
Heather chewed her lower lip a moment, then realized that she shouldn't be impolite to strangers. She wandered closer to the car. The driver smiled a rather handsome smile and Heather silently cursed herself for being so nervous. They seemed like nice men.
"Yes, sir?" she said, moving up to the car.
"We seem to have lost our way," the man said. "We were looking for the freeway entrance and missed it, I guess."
"Oh," Heather bubbled, waving her arm, "you missed it way back there! You have to turn around or, if you want to, you can keep going this way for another five miles and get it there."
"Well, thanks a lot," Sam said. Both men were noticing the obvious. Not only was this girl young and gorgeous, she must be naked under that teeny dress she had on!
"You're welcome," Heather said, turning away.
"Uhhh, excuse me," Sam said again. "I wonder if I could have a drink of water?"
"Sure," Heather said nicely. "I'll get it."
The moment she was heading for the house, Sam elbowed his partner and hissed, "You ditch the car out of sight. Hurry it up!"
Sam climbed out of the car and his long legs carried him to the house. He heard water running as he slowly opened the screen door and let himself inside. He looked around the living room quickly.
"Oh!" Heather gasped, seeing him in her living room. "I ... I would have brought it out to you." She brought him the glass of water.
Sam sipped from the glass, peering at her bright blue eyes. "You alone here?" he asked suddenly.
Heather didn't think at all. "Uh-huh," she said. "My Pa's working today."
"All alone?" Sam asked then, double-checking.
Heather frowned deeply. "Yes," she answered. "Why are you asking that? I think you'd better go now."
Sam chuckled and set the glass down on a table. Over Heather's head he saw his partner letting himself in the back door.
"Why don't we just have some fun while we're here?" Sam said to Heather. His eyes stared at her pretty tits, frightening her.
"No!" she cried, getting the picture. The man had a whopping hard-on!
Screaming in fear, Heather whirled and started to run away. She crashed right into the arms of the other man who had been waiting right behind her. Her next scream caught in her throat and she thought she'd faint.
They grabbed her and pulled her down over the coffee table. With practiced precision, one clutched her wrists over her head and the other grabbed her ankles. She started to scream and twist in their hot hands. She was arched across the table, helpless and shivering with fear.
She screamed and Burt clamped his hand over her mouth. Heather tried to bite him, but failed.
With his big hand silencing her scream, Burt looked warily around the room. Sam shook his head and said, "Don't worry. I think she was telling the truth. She's alone."
The next thing Heather knew, the men were ripping her dress off her luscious curvy body. They did it in a remarkable way. The big man near her head reached down and grabbed the hem of her dress. The man kneeling between her thighs reached up and closed his fist on the top of her dress. Then both men tugged toward themselves. Heather felt the light material of her dress give away, the top ripping down her middle to meet the other man's hand coming upwards. In a hot second her dress was torn right up the center and it fell open when the men released it, leaving her body beautifully naked for them.
Groaning into the man's hand over her mouth, she started to struggle and twist about, but it was no use. The men were terribly strong. Their hands on her wrist and legs were like vise-grips. Her young body arched and whipped as the two males started feeling her up all over.
Burt at her head mauled her ripe jutting tits. Sam below started stroking her belly to make her wiggle and twist some more for their hot eyes. Heather hated what was happening to her. The men were hurting her in their eagerness to feel and enjoy a young female body. Their big hands were getting rough on her tits and pussy.
What horrified Heather was that even though the male hands were rough and sometimes cruel, her boobs and pussy started getting hot. Burt pinched her nipples to make her squirm and Heather screamed into his hand. Lusting after her fine, pointy boobs, he released her mouth and went after them hot and heavy with both hands, chuckling as he mauled them. Heather screamed when his monstrous hands clenched on her tender tits. She thrashed her pretty head back and forth and Burt rubbed his immense hard-on against her face.
Heather went lax out of exhaustion. The intense and sudden assault on her body had left her breathless. The men were getting hornier, but also meaner. Burt started slapping the hell out of her boobs, making her cry and moan. Sam started punching her pussy with his fist, making her jerk and whimper.
Burt could feel his massive dick stiffening in his pants. He ached to whip it out and shove it down her throat. Sam unzipped his pants and produced a whopping cock drooling sticky pre-cum.
"She's softened up now," he grunted hornily.
"Now we both get a good fuck out of her."
Heather's screams filled the air. But not for long. Burt got his dick out, as big and as wet as his partner's, and he grabbed Heather's lovely face between his hands. He grinned down at her and forced.his cock into her gasping mouth.
No sooner did he fill her hot mouth with his dork, than Sam was groaning with lust and pushing his big thick hunk of cockmeat up into her defenseless young twat. He gripped her luscious asscheeks and shoved all of his prick into her soaked little cunt. Heather writhed and the pain of his sharp entry made her pussy toss upwards. He chuckled and slammed the full length of his dick into her pussy. Heather whimpered and shed copious tears as the vicious man with the vicious cock fucked her cunt angrily and brutally.
Burt was grunting hornily, too. He was pistoning his anxious dick in and out of Heather's weak and moist mouth. He kept fucking her throat, shoving his cockhead down there and making the girl choke. Neither man had any regard whatsoever for the helpless girl. All they were thinking about was their own pleasure with her. She was a piece of sexy meat, that's all, a beautiful sex-toy, a Barbie Doll to fuck all they wanted.
Heather's scrambled mind realized this as the two mighty dicks crashed into her cunt and mouth. Her back was aching against the coffee table. Her tits were hurting from being thrust up so tightly.
Her pussy was burning, not with pleasure, but pain. The man down there seemed to be trying to kill her cunt with his dick!
In her memories of extreme fear and pain, she understood the difference between these strange men and her father. Sure, her father screwed her cunt. Sure, he fucked her mouth. But he always made sure she got pleasure. She had to admit in these fearful minutes that her father never caused her any pain she didn't ask for. But these animals lusting after her weakened and writhing young body were after only her pain. They didn't give a fuck about her and she knew it.
The man at her face was fucking his cock deep into her throat. He didn't care whether she choked to the point of throwing up or not. All he was after was getting his rocks off in her hot young mouth.
The other man was no better. He kept shoving all of his huge dick up into her pussy, cramming her full of his throbbing cockmeat. All he wanted, Heather suddenly knew, was his own pleasure, a big spitting cock spurting all his cum into her cunt.
And things got worse! The man screwing her in the mouth started pinching and slapping her tits, abusing her terribly. And the other man shoved his finger up her asshole and hooked it in there, hurting her sensitive shitter. Pain shot through her body again and again as the two beasts continued their lustful rape of her body.
Burt shoved his dick into her mouth and fucked her throat while his hot hands squeezed her tits and wrenched her nipples cruelly. Sam drilled all of his rough prick up into her cunt and kept tearing in her asshole with his finger.
The worst of it for Heather was that she was denied even the relief of screaming in pain. The big man fucking her twat was so vicious that his heavy weight kept forcing the small of her back to cut into the edge of the coffee table. And the man pumping his prick in and out of her mouth was practically breaking her neck as well as making her shoulders cut into the other edge of the table. Heather's pain was complete, inside and out. Her mouth was in pain, her cunt was tortured, her asshole was being ripped. She felt warm squishy liquid coming out of her ass and she knew without seeing it that she was bleeding.
A new fear gripped her tender heart then. These men were going to fuck her to death! That or they were going to use her all they wanted and then murder her! The way they kept chuckling and saying horrible things to one another told her that these weren't ordinary men but some kind of weird sex fiends.
Her whole body trembled and ached as the two long thick dicks pummeled in and out of her holes. The men were gasping, trying with all their might to get their rocks off in her. Heather whimpered and cried weakly, feeling herself losing consciousness. She was almost passed out when the front door flew open.
"What the fuck are you doing to my little girl!" her father's deep voice boomed.
The stiff wet cocks left her holes. Heather gasped. She rolled right off the table, weeping and aching with deep pains. Twisting with anguish on the floor, she stared in disbelief as her father did a most amazing thing.
Heather always knew her father was big, but she never realized how big till he stood facing those two huge men. There was the most intense anger she ever saw burning in his eyes. He brought his two arms up and his biceps bulged mightily. She gasped in shock as she watched his two fists pummeling those men, spattering their blood every which way. His right fist crashed into Sam's nose, busting it. His right knee shot up into Burt's groin and the man fell to the floor screaming, holding onto his crushed nuts.
Ben's fists and feet kept moving, slamming into faces and groins, till both men were heaps on the floor, both of them out cold and bleeding profusely.
With little thought about the men, Ben hurried to Heather's side.
"My baby," he said with great feeling. "My baby."
Heather was in a daze as he picked her up so gently in those powerful arms of his. He set her down easily on the sofa, looking up and down her beaten and abused young body.
"Pa ..." Heather rasped, "... they . . . they ..."
"It's all right, Heather," her father said. Tears filled his eyes and Heather had never seen him cry before. "Take it easy, sweetheart. Just relax now. They're not gonna hurt you now. Don't you worry, your pa will take care of them. You just take it easy."
Heather cried, too, then, because she'd never noticed before how much he cared. She wept as her father went to the fireplace and pulled down his shotgun.
The men groaned and came to. Ben stood over them, looking like a giant of flesh with his powerful legs spread. He aimed his shotgun at them and murmured, "I think you boys wanna leave."
That's all he had to say. Two crippled and bleeding men, frightened for their lives, went running out of the house. A few minutes later, Heather and her father heard a motor roaring off into the distance.
Ben replaced the shotgun and turned to Heather. She looked up at him with soulful blue eyes, her cheeks stained with tears.
"You saved me," she sniffled. "You saved my life. You beat them up. You didn't like what they were doing to me. Ohhh, Pa, if that's what sex is like out in the world, I don't think I want it."
In all fairness her father murmured, "Well, it ain't all that way, baby. But some of it is."
Heather saw the writing on the wall and gasped, "And you tried to protect me! Why, you haven't been raping me at all! You've been trying to love me! And I've been too blind to see it! Ohhh, Pa, now I understand what you were trying to tell me! You only whipped me when I was being silly and stupid! You just like to fuck me because you really see me as perfect and beautiful! Ohhh, Pa, I've been so dumb!"
Now she saw it. Now she understood that father or no father, Ben Adams was a kind and considerate man who loved to screw her and give her lots of erotic pleasure. What an insight!
It gave Heather a lot to think about as her father gently and lovingly tended to her wounds, bathing her with care right there on the sofa. Heather waited till he was finished entirely, then she slipped her arms around his thick neck and peered into his eyes.
"Pa," she said softly. "They only hurt my asshole. My neck's a little sore, but my pussy feels fine."
Her father looked at her curiously. "What are you trying to say?"
She heaved a sigh that made her tits thrust beautifully. "I'm trying to say that I want you to make love to me. Ohhh, Pa, I love you! Kiss me. Hold me. And give me your big thick prick! Please, Pa, fuck away those terrible men. Push your nice cock up my pussy and make me feel better."
Heather was newly enlightened. She threw away many of her old ideas about incest and father-daughter sex. She gave herself completely to her father's pleasure, day in and day out, week after week, month after month.
In the ensuing months she gave willingly and freely of her mouth, tits, ass and cunt, fucking her loving father endlessly, happily, eagerly.
And on the day she turned eighteen, she called him into her bedroom. She was on her bed, propped up against the pillows. She was wearing one thing-a long tight T-shirt that almost covered her pretty young pussy. She drew one leg up when her father answered her call and exposed her furry pussy.
Smiling impishly, she set her wrists against the head of the bed and cooed, "Don't stop tying me up, Pa. It's fun now. Tie my hands and make me suck your cock."
He willingly obeyed that request and got off a good load of cum in her sweetly sucking young mouth. After she ate his hot jism, he fucked her and Heather clung to him with all her might.
"I'll never leave you, Pa," she whispered hotly into his ear as she gave him the best piece of hot pussy he'd ever fucked. "I'll never leave you."
