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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am not the author. I don't have the talent.
I can only be ... "TheEditor".
The Family Haven
Chapter 1
John Steward had met Carol a few times before but he had
never succeeded in getting her to consent to fuck him. But this
time he was determined to succeed. The girl lay back on the divan
looking dreamily at him as they listened to a dreamy classical
record. She had agreed to come back to his apartment to listen to
music, but she had made it pretty clear that she had no intention
of screwing with him. After all, she was nineteen and John was
forty.
John had been married and had two children, a boy of eighteen
and a girl of fourteen. Since his divorce, the children lived
with their mother, but he saw them from time to time, having a
special affection for his lovely daughter, Ursula, who was now
blossoming into womanhood.
But his former wife and children were not on his mind
tonight. He was roused at the thought that he might soon fuck the
strikingly beautiful Carol who was known as being particularly
hard to get. She did not give her cunt easily, especially to
older men who merely wanted her for fun. She had one or two hump
affairs, but had never really achieved sexual satisfaction. She
felt she would have to be very fond of a man to be able to give
herself completely and achieve the kind of fulfillment that she
knew lay within power of her voluptuous body.
As she lay there on the bed you could see why she was so much
sought after as a piece of ass. Tall, dark, with a beautiful oval
face and dark expressive and candid eyes, she had an irresistible
figure with her rather large breasts and slim legs. She knew she
was attractive, but she was also somewhat shy and reticent and
this only added to her immense appeal. A man who got Carol to
fuck for him was on to something very good indeed, especially if
he were to succeed in rousing her completely. But this hadn't
happened yet.
John realized that it was not going to be easy to "make" her.
Nevertheless he was determined and short of actual rape he was
prepared to go any lengths to achieve his hump objective. If he
were to rape her he knew that, at best, she would never see him
again, and that he did not want. If Carol turned out to be as
good a hump as she looked John had other ides about their future.
He would like to persuade her to marry him. In any case forcible
rape was unsatisfactory. Some years before -- during his marriage
-- he had raped their maid, Celeste, who had been staying with
them.
* * * * *
Celeste was in the house one night when John had arrived back
from his office. His wife, Lena, was away for two or three days
at her mother's, and here seemed a heaven-sent opportunity to get
his dick into Celeste. He went up to her room and asked her what
she was doing, only to be told that she had to complete her
homework before her language class the next day. He offered to
help and he sat at her side and made a few suggestions. She
accepted his help, but as he moved closer to her, she moved away
from him. After ten or fifteen minutes at this game he had
suddenly put his arm round her waist and dragged her to her feet.
"I must kiss you, Celeste," he said to her urgently.
"You must not, please," she replied. "You are married and
you are too old." And as she spoke she fought to get out of his
grasp.
John succeeded in holding her close to him and he forced her
until his lips were on hers while she struggled to get free. Then
she began to kick him. But John had now lost control and he
forced her back onto the bed, his arms tightening her in his grip
and his lips pressing down on hers brutally.
They fought for awhile, but then the girl realized that she
could not escape. She got her mouth away from John's and said,
"What do you want? You want to fuck me, I suppose. Well, you can
do so. I will not fight you; I simply have contempt for you. Go
on, do what you will."
John was surprised, but he could not let the opportunity
slip. "All right, then," he said savagely, "take off your
clothes."
The seventeen-year-old French girl looked at him appealingly.
"Please do not fuck me. I am a virgin and I want to remain like
that for my boy-friend in France. When I go back we are to be
married. Please do not fuck me!"
"You said I could screw you and I am going to." John panted
as he looked into the French girl's lovely face and surveyed her
small but well-formed body. "Take your clothes off!"
The girl looked at him with a mixture of fear and contempt,
and then, getting up from the bed, began to undress. She
unbuttoned her dress, released a zipper at the side and the dress
fell to the floor, leaving her in a slip, brassiere, and -- John
guessed -- a girdle and panties. He was now excited beyond
measure as he saw her soft shoulders with two sets of straps
accentuating the sensuality of her flesh. John grasped her in his
arms, forcing her back onto the bed again and falling on top of
her as he did so. Beneath him was the now half-dressed French
girl, almost unprotected, her cunt practically ready for the
taking. He moved his hands up her slip and pushed and pushed the
silky garment up to the top of her thighs, his hand finding the
elastic of her panties. She was breathing deeply and struggling
to get away from his hands, but he managed to force his hand under
the elastic and find her virginal cunt-lips. It did not take him
a moment to discover her clitoris and he was soon moving his
finger-tip over it. The girl still moved and wriggled in his
grip, the more she did so, the more violently did John work at her
moist, erecting clitoris. Then she lay still.
"All right," she said quietly. "Do what you want to do, fuck
me!"
John released her clitoris and with both hands drew off her
girlish panties. Then he pulled the slip up over her head,
throwing it aside and saw now looking down on her rising titties
under her white brassiere, her tight fitting white girdle and the
tan-colored stockings encasing her very shapely legs.
John decided that it would be so much more exciting and
satisfying a hump if the girl would cooperate. He was something
of a sadist, but he also knew from his long experience that more
was to be got out of a woman who gave her cunt voluntarily, even
if she played "hard to get" at the beginning. After all it was
also a matter of conquering a woman's personality, not only her
body. There would be little pleasure in having an inert body, or,
say, a woman who had been drugged. If he could get Celeste to
really want his cock in her he knew he would enjoy the hump much
more, and therefore he would at least try.
He got up from the bed and quickly undressed. He stood
there, a man of forty, well-built, with a great deal of black hair
on his chest, body and legs. His bush-hair, in the manner of men,
and so differently from that of a woman, reached up in a triangle
to his navel. And from his bushy pubic hair now jutted his
enormous penis. He was circumcised and his dick-head protruded
strikingly from the long, firm shaft beneath. Below, his hairy
balls, firm and bulging, hung ready and loaded with hot sperm.
The girl looked at him as she turned her head sideways, and
gave an involuntary start as she saw his massive organ. She had
seen her young man's cock, but she had never expected to see
anything quite so powerful as the prick that threatened her now.
She felt sick at the thought of this man's cock, at the thought
that it would soon doubtless be thrust into her unwilling cunt,
she made a new appeal to him to stop.
"Mr. Stewart, please do not frig me. I will do anything you
like ... but not that, not that please!"
"Celeste, my dear, don't be silly. You will like it. I
won't hurt you and I promise to be gentle with you. It will be a
great experience for you to have a man, a man like me. Let me
fuck you, my dear, and I know you will like it." He spoke quietly
but feelingly and for a moment the girl's silence persuaded him
that she would accept him.
But Celeste was determined not to give way to his dick if she
could help it. "I will ... one day. But not now, please. Make
love to me, kiss me, but please ... not that!
John moved over to the girl and lay at her side. Then he
leaned half over her and kissed her. The girl relaxed her mouth
and John, probing its soft warmth, felt that she would undoubtedly
give herself to him in the end. But he had not bargained for the
French girl's obstinacy.
"You won't, will you!" she panted.
"Yes, I'm going to fuck you, whether you like it or not. But
I won't give you a baby if that's what you're frightened of. I'll
wear something on my cock so you'll be safe, and no one will ever
know."
The girl began to struggle again and made her last appeal.
"I shall always hate you if you fuck me, and you'll not enjoy it.
I know that. Please ... please."
John did not want to hear any more. His aroused cock was
pressing against her legs now and inside him he felt a deep thrill
of excitement. He very much wanted this seventeen-year-old with
her plumpish body and her luscious mouth. He now pulled the
straps of her bra down her shoulders and then ripped off the
protective garment to reveal her lush breasts. Without further
ado he plunged his face into them and then his lips sought her
left nipple. As he sucked at her sweet tits his hands worked them
up and down; then worked up her thighs which he forced apart so
that his fingers could fondle her moist slit. He worked them up
and down, up and down, and once or twice he pushed one of his
fingers into her vagina. The hymen was hardly ruptured and it
took him all his time to get his finger into the entrance, but as
he went on moving his finger up and down her gash, then in and out
of the virginal entrance, the girl's cunt-hole began to take his
fingers a little more easily. Meanwhile she struggled to shake
him off, scratching his shoulders and digging her teeth into his
neck. This only stimulated John to more violent hump action.
Suddenly she bit deep into his neck and John cried out in
pain. He took his hand from her cunt and slapped her hard across
her cheek once, twice, and a third time. The girl cried out and
John gave her another stinging blow across her face. "I'll have
to teach you a lesson. Now take that, and that ..." As he spoke
he hit her across the face again and again, until the girl burst
into tears. Then slowly calming herself she spoke very quietly.
"Fuck as you like with me. I shall not protest again. But I
shall always hate you!"
John wasted no more time. He was thoroughly aroused by now.
Nothing would stop him from fucking her and taking the fullest
pleasure from her twat. He would do it regardless of the
consequences ... He thought of the possible consequences as he
pulled her stockings down her legs, fondled her slit for a moment
and then pulled off her girdle. The girl now lay beneath him
naked and unable to prevent her cunt from violation.
He would work his cock into her for a bit then take it out
and put on a tip condom. He could do this because he was
circumcised and he would lose very little pleasure as most of his
organ would be uncovered, flesh against her flesh. He certainly
did not want to make the girl pregnant.
The girl lay inert as he got astride her and lowered himself
onto her, his prick seeking the vaginal entrance. He guided it to
her partly ruptured hymen and then let his whole weight go down on
her. As he did so he grasped her by the shoulders and made the
first forward probe with his stiff prick. There was resistance,
as he'd expected, but he felt that it would not be long before he
could work the head of his cock beyond her ruptured cherry. He
slowly withdrew his stiff prick a little then forced it back
deliberately and forcefully, once again feeling the positive
resistance of her virgin opening. Then again, and again, and
again, each time perhaps advancing that little bit. Then, about
the tenth thrust he broke through, her hymen ruptured completely
and forever. He was now inside the girl's warm vagina. Now he
took it easy as he was almost at the point of orgasm. He managed
to hold himself in check while he lay on top of her, his prick
well inside her, his lips seeking hers. He breathed slowly and
deeply as he moved his hands down her back and felt for her ass-
cheeks. Then in again, more deeply, retracting, in again, and
now, finally, he was fucking her in earnest. His cock was deep
inside her cunt and he shoved it back and forth with short, sharp
thrusts, knowing that if he came out he would meet with quite a
lot or resistance in entering her again and that would bring on
his orgasm too quickly. He fucked her deep inside, moving the top
of his dick against her womb slowly and delicately. He was on the
edge of coming and for a second or two he almost decided to let
her have his hot sperm. The bitch had done nothing to help him
and it would be her own fault if she got pregnant. But his common
sense reasserted itself despite his lust. He finally withdrew,
got up from the bed, and went over to his jacket from which he
pulled a small packet containing the small rubber protector. He
rapidly placed it over his cock-head, and returned to the girl.
Now he would fuck her without mercy! He lowered himself onto
the girl's almost inert body, guided his prick into her warm
vagina, and grasped her by her ass-cheeks, pulling himself into
her, pulling her to him. She moaned slightly, but whether from
fright or because she was beginning to respond to his frigging
John neither knew nor cared any longer. He forced his prick deep
into her, this time burying his dong to the hilt so that their
pelvic bones were forced together. Then out, and with a deep and
brutal thrust in again to the hilt. As he forced his dick in and
out he grasped her buttocks tightly and with one finger sought her
anus. Then his lips crushed hers mercilessly as he fucked to his
climax.
She was merely a body now for his pleasure and lust. He
forced his prick in and out, bit her lips, probed her mouth with
his tongue and dug his nails into her buttocks. In and out,
faster and faster he drove into her no longer aware of her as a
person. She was cunt for his lust, this seventeen-year-old French
girl, cunt for the enjoyment and satisfaction of a forty-year-old
who neither knew nor wanted to know what she was going through.
As he drove deeper and deeper and more brutally into her
twat-hole, the girl moaned and wriggled in an effort to escape
from her fate. She tried to cry out but his mouth prevented her
from doing so, breaking off her cries as he bit her lips and
forced his tongue down her throat ...
And now the moment of his climax was coming. He smashed his
cock deep into her as he came towards his moment of orgasmic
fulfillment, withdrew it a little and then slowly pressed it to
the very beginning of her womb. The hot, scalding sperm
surrounded his dick-head inside the rubber protector and he sank
down into the girl's virginal cunt.
* * * * *
No, he did not want to rape Carol. There was much more
pleasure to be had from conquering a woman, especially a woman
like Carol with her beautifully expressive eyes. It would be a
supreme triumph if he could look into her eyes and see her
responding to him as he shot his load into her cunt!
He sat at Carol's side and placed an arm round her. She
looked up at him, quizzically and questioningly. "I know you want
me, John, but I'm unwilling, at least for the time being. I
haven't gotten to know you yet. You attract me in certain ways,
but you're so much older than me and I don't give myself to every
Tom, Dick and Harry. Can you understand that!"
"Supposing we just make love without going all the way?
Would you agree to that? I'll keep my word if you agree. I'll
stop when you ask me. What do you say? Of course I want you, I
want to really fuck you very much, but petting with you will be
the next best thing." John spoke with growing excitement as he
saw that the suggestion seemed to appeal to her.
"Well, we'll see," the girl said. "But I don't want to get
roused too much." With that she put her arm round his neck and
pulled him to her. Her mouth brushed his lightly and moved over
his cheek to his ear. She kissed him, returned to his mouth and
then let him part her lips slightly with his tongue. As he did so
he moved his hand to her knee and with his finger-tips stroked the
uncovered part of her leg gently. She held him close and parted
her lips further as his tongue probed deeply and their warm saliva
merged. They were both panting by now and John felt his prick
rising inside his trousers and pressing against her legs.
John's hand moved over her breasts, while the other
delicately fondled the inside of her thighs. She was wearing a
black sweater, but even through that and her brassiere he could
feel the hardness of her large nipple. He was able to grip it
between his finger and thumb, twisting it slightly as he did so.
Carol was breathing more quickly now as her tongue entered John's
mouth and her hot breath entered his nostrils.
She was feeling more excited than she had expected and she
was a little apprehensive about letting herself go on any further.
John certainly knew how to kiss and touch her, especially as his
practiced hand was now edging towards her panties. She would like
him to touch her there. His fingers would undoubtedly thrill her
more than those of her previous lovers, one of whom had been a
rough ham-handed football player and the other a rather hesitant
intellectual. John, it seemed, knew something of a woman's needs,
and it occurred to her that she was really playing with fire in
allowing him to make love like this to her. He was not a huge
man, though quite well-built, but he possessed, she thought, a
quiet masculinity that did not depend on his physique. At forty
he seemed to assert himself with an unobtrusive authority which
perhaps hid a powerful sexual urge, even, perhaps, a latent
sadism. It might be a good idea to find out a bit more about him,
however. Perhaps one day she would let him really fuck her and
she might achieve that climax that for so long had tantalized her.
It was certainly nice to have his hand on her legs and it was
especially thrilling as his finger-tips lightly touched her
crinkly bush-hair. Then down, slowly, down to the top of her
slit, then brushing very lightly its length it entered the thick
outer lips just at the point of the entrance to her cunt-hole.
She would have to stop him if he went any further or it might
easily be hard to resist him. But for the moment his finger
rested gently just at the moist, warm entrance.
"God, Carol, I want you so much," John appealed to her
suddenly. "Well if I can't fuck you, may I take off your
sweater?" As she did not speak, he pushed it up over her head,
pulling the arms out. And there she was, lying back on the divan,
arms apart, naked now except for her bra, skirt, girdle, panties
and stockings. But John was hardly aware of the fact ... he saw
only the hair under her armpits and like an eagle he swooped on
her, his lips on her left armpit, licking and sucking the faint
smell of womanly sweat.
Carol moved sensuously twisting her body and forcing her
armpit deeper against his mouth. Now she was beginning to be
roused, now she felt the desire to give herself to a man for the
first time, to give herself completely and totally. Well, that's
how she felt, but reason told her to hold back.
Who, after all, was this man? She had met him two or three
times, and suddenly she found herself in his flat, lying stretched
out on his divan, arms akimbo, skirt rucking up to the top of her
thighs, the man sucking and licking her, his prick pressing
through his trousers against her legs. What was she doing giving
herself away like this? She must stop him going any further ...
John licked her armpit, drank in the taste and smell of her
sweat ... pleasant, yet dank sweat of a woman who looked after her
hygiene but who was not preoccupied with cleanliness for its own
sake. A woman who allowed herself to be a woman, but neither
shaved nor used deodorants. She did not need to for fundamentally
she was a wholesome woman, a woman meant for a man's fucking.
Now he turned to her brassiere and gently fondled her tits
through the black nylon. Then his hand reached out round to her
back and before Carol knew what was happening he had undone the
clasp, and within a second he had pulled off the straps from her
shoulders and bared her lovely over-large knockers. Before Carol
had time to protest he bent over and took one of her big pink
nipples in his mouth.
She was profoundly aroused now. She would have to stop ...
or let him screw her. Yet, perhaps, she could go on a little
longer. He said he would keep his word and she was inclined to
trust him. Let him go on, let him go one bit longer ... anyway it
was nice to tantalize a man, to keep him at bay, to let him think
she would give herself and then to reject him at the very last
moment.
He was sucking her nipple and at the same time his hand
continued to fondle her cunt-lips, but he was roused too much now
to take her slowly. Suddenly he grasped the top of her panties
and ripped them over her full hips and down her legs. She did not
resist and waited for him to make the next move. And without
ceremony he undid her skirt zipper and pulled it down her legs,
casting it aside to reveal the loveliest body he had ever seen.
She was lying back, her hair spread on the cushion, her arms apart
displaying her armpits and roseate breasts, while her black girdle
covered her flat stomach and below the flesh of her thighs ran
down into her sheer stockings that clothed the loveliest legs in
the world.
"I just must fuck you, Carol," he said in a quiet and
determined voice. "I have to do it now, there's no turning back."
"Don't be silly, John, we've agreed that we can't do that
tonight. Just make love to me darling please."
John knew that he had given his word, but ... but how could
he resist her now, how could he possibly stop with a girl like
Carol half naked in front of him. Why had the bitch let him go so
far anyway?
He got up from the sofa, speaking to her as he got to his
feet and began to undress. "Look, Carol, I'll just lie at your
side ... I promise you I won't touch you ... I mean I won't fuck
you, but you'll have to make me come somehow ... I can't stop
now." He spoke urgently as he revealed the huge prick that
Celeste had feared so much.
Now he was at her side, naked, his powerful cock erect and
urgent, his hands on her breasts, his mouth to her lips. Now that
he was half on top of her, there was nothing to prevent him
pushing his dick into this beautiful woman. He moved over, on top
of her now, and placed his pecker against her slit. He had
promised that he wouldn't do anything she didn't want, but ...
well, here she was, and here, at last, was the moment he had
waited for so long.
"No, no, John," said Carol firmly. "You'll spoil everything
if you ... if you try to shove your cock in!"
"But Carol, my love, I want you, I want you more than you
know ... we can't stop now. Please let me fuck you," he said
appealingly.
Carol wriggled to one side and said determinedly, "No, John."
"Why not, why not Carol?"
"Because we agreed not to, didn't we?"
John knew that he would ruin his hopes with her if he went
ahead against her wishes. He moved over so that one leg was
between hers and his cock pressed against the outer side of her
thigh. He bent down and pressed her on the lips again, fondling
her lovely breasts and nipples as he did so.
She knew how much he wanted to screw her and in a way she
wanted him to take her. But she was still not sure what she
thought about him. Was it just that he wanted to fuck her once?
She expected more from him than that, but, well ...
John now forced her mouth down and gripped her tightly by the
shoulders as he worked his cock against her leg. He was
thoroughly roused now and knew that he would shoot his load soon
whether he fucked her or not. She too was breathing deeply and
wriggling her body as he played with her breasts, now gently, now
brutally. His leg moved firmly against her cunt as he forced her
even more forcefully against the bed. Then in a second he was
between her legs again, his urgent cock pressing against her cunt
opening. She was panting and moaning as he positioned himself on
top of her, his cock touching her wet cunt-lips, but for the
moment remaining still there.
Then as he kissed her with a new fervency he moved his cock
into her now receptive vagina. He felt the hot wetness clothe his
waiting cock-head and his body shook as he felt himself ready to
thrust home his burning dick.
The girl remained still, continuing to moan as she felt the
tip of his dong touch her sensitive cunt-lips.
Then Carol moved her cunt upwards almost imperceptibly and he
felt her hot vagina enclosing the whole of his cock-head. Now he
knew that she had accepted him.
He lay still on top of her, not daring to spoil this supreme
moment by making a false move. Perhaps she had finally decided to
take him, but she might well resist him if he forced home his
advantage. He lay on top of her and gradually he let his full
weight press down on her body, and as he did so his cock slowly
penetrated her most lovely cunt, slid deeply into its welcoming
warmth and he knew at last he had got her.
"Now I am going to fuck you, fuck you, Carol. I've wanted to
do it for so long, nothing can stop me now," and as he spoke he
forced home his prick to the very hilt.
She knew that it was the point of no return for her, and she
knew that he had conquered. Now she wanted him to fuck her fully
and completely as she felt her cunt beginning to thrill with a new
kind of ecstasy.
He gripped her by the ass-cheeks, sought her lips and mouth,
and withdrawing his cock slightly, he now rammed it back, back
into her wonderful hot warmth, back into the depth of her cunt
with all the power at his command. Then he began with deep
rhythmic thrusts to fuck the girl he had wanted to hump for so
long, the girl that was so hard to get. Gradually the tempo of
his thrusts quickened, and as they did the girl lifted her legs
entwining them about his body.
"Oh, John, fuck me, fuck me, for God's sake fuck me," she
began to cry out. "I want you to make me come, for God's sake
fuck me, fuck me ..."
John needed little encouragement. His body, his white body
throbbed with lust as he rammed home his cock, time after time,
pressing her cunt to him and probing her mouth with his avid
tongue. He knew now that he would not be long before he shot his
load, but he wanted to give her what she wanted, and for a few
moments he relaxed his thrusts, slowed them down to long, slow
rhythmic movements that rubbed firmly against walls of her vagina.
And then suddenly, she began to cry out in sheer agonizing ecstasy
as she began her orgasm -- the first real orgasm of her life. She
moaned and screamed as he began his pounding again, moved her cunt
up to meet his thrusts until ... until in one supreme moment of
joy she reached her climax as his hot liquid sperm shot into her
very being.
That night was one of unlimited ecstasy for Carol and John;
and as they lay exhausted in each other's arms he turned to look
in her eyes to ask her to marry him:
"Will you, Carol?"
"Of course, my love," was her simple and immediate answer.
Chapter 2
John and Carol moved to a house in Hampstead and life went
along swimmingly. And John would probably have been content with
Carol for the rest of his life had not circumstances presented him
with a new opportunity to indulge his sensuality.
Carol went away for a night to stay with an old school
friend, and it so happened that John's daughter called round in
her absence. John eyed the lovely schoolgirl with peculiar
appraisal as they sat at dinner and talked about her recent visit
to France with a party from her school. She had well-formed
titties, John could see, and slim, attractive legs.
She swept her long, hair from her face as she talked to him
with enthusiasm about her experiences in Paris. Looking at her
father rather shyly, she then told him how she had met a French
boy who had taken her to all the well-known sights, and that she
hoped he would come to England one day to stay.
"Did you like him?"
"Oh yes, Daddy, he was terribly kind to me and took me
dancing every night. It was marvelous."
"I suppose he kissed you too, eh?"
The girl blushed. "Well, yes, he did. That was nice too.
It was the first time a boy had kissed me and it was really
exciting. Oh, I'd love him to be here tonight," she said,
lowering her eyes. "It's terribly exciting when a boy kisses you,
Daddy."
"I'm glad you think so," and he thought as he looked at her
how much he would like to kiss her girlish lips himself.
By the time dinner was over it was so late that John
suggested that she should stay in the spare room. "I think you'd
better telephone your mother, though, and tell her where you are."
Ursula ran to the phone and had soon arranged with her mother that
she would not be back until the following morning.
"Well, darling, I think you'd better go to bed; it's getting
late. You've seen the guest room, I think. It's all ready for
you. John stood up and walked over to his daughter. Taking her
hand in his he bent forward and gave her a gentle kiss on the
cheek. "Good night, my dear," he said.
"Good night, Daddy," she said. "It's so nice to see you and
to come to your house. I love being here."
"Good, well it's nice to see you," and with that he leaned
forward again and looked into her eyes. "Yes," he said, "I've no
doubt your French boy friend loved kissing you."
Ursula blushed and lowered her eyes.
"Yes," her father said as he felt the thrill of her young
flesh rousing him. "Yes, it would be nice to kiss you, I'm sure."
As he spoke he looked at her again and lifted her chin so that he
could look into her eyes. The girl looked back at her father
shyly, and as she did so, he brought his lips close to hers. Then
with extreme gentleness he brought them into contact with her
mouth, brushing lips as lightly as he could. She did not move,
but continued to look at her father, shyly and uncertainly. He
kissed her again, this time a little more forcefully, and he took
his lips away he said, "I suppose that's how he did it, eh?"
Ursula was breathing more rapidly, and then she said,
hesitantly, "Yes, something like that ..."
"Or was it more like this?" he asked her. He pulled her
closer to him and brought his lips firmly against her luscious
mouth, keeping them there for half a minute or so. "Like that?
Like this?" he added. And lips back and forth across hers,
pushing his tongue quite gently between them to enter her mouth.
"Oh Daddy," the girl suddenly said. "I shouldn't let you do
that. But it's nice. Do it once more, before I go to bed, will
you?"
"Well, I'd better come and say goodnight to you when you're
in bed, then I can kiss you again if you want me to. Now, off you
go."
John felt the excitement rise within him as he thought he
would be able to kiss her as she lay in bed. She would be in a
nightdress and he would be able, as he embraced her, to feel her
young body against his. Who knows, he thought, I might even kiss
her luscious young titties too. The idea grew in his mind as he
waited for his daughter to undress and she was scarcely in bed
before he was knocking at her door, and entering the room.
"Ah, you're in bed. Well," he added as he moved to her
bedside, "let me give you your 'good-night' kiss."
The girl lay back against the pillows, her long fair hair
spread out fan-wise, while the top of her silk nightie peeped over
the top of the bedclothes. John reached the bedside and sat down
on the edge. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.
She opened her mouth slightly as if invitingly, and her father
pressed his tongue against her teeth. Then he moved it from side
to side of her mouth as her teeth parted for his tongue to enter.
He felt his cock pressing against his trousers; he knew that he
was filled with hump lust for his daughter and that it would be
difficult for him to resist the temptation to go as far as he
could with her. He changed his position so that he half lay on
the bed and as he did so he lifted the bedclothes back and took
the girl into his arms. Now he was kissing her fervently and
pressing her young breasts against his chest. "Was that how he
kissed you?" he said, his voice now thick with desire.
"Yes," the girl panted. "Yes, but ..."
He interrupted her as he pressed his lips against her mouth
and began to kiss her passionately. He could feel her sweet tits
rising and falling as he pressed her to him, and he knew that she
was strangely excited by his kisses and the pressure of his body.
"Of course, it's even more exciting if I kiss your pink
nipples. Did you know that?" He looked at her and saw that she
was surprised, even perhaps frightened, but he could see that she
would not stop him and that she was thrilled at the thought of it.
"It would be better if you took off your nightie," he said.
"Then I can show you what I mean."
Oh Daddy, I can't do that ... not with you. It's wrong for
you ..."
"It's the only way you can really find out what it's like to
be kissed properly. You have to find out one day and I can show
you how it's done by a real lover. There's nothing wrong in it,
Ursula ..."
As he spoke he put his hands down the bed clothes, found the
hem of her nightie, and began to pull it up her stomach to reveal
her navel and then her breasts. When he saw her pristine beauty
and gorgeous pink nipples he could hardly contain himself. But he
kept his hands away and pulled the nightie up over her head. She
allowed him to pull it off altogether and now she lay in the bed
naked, the bed clothes covering the lower part of her body, but
leaving her well-formed breasts open to his lascivious gaze. He
placed his hands on her nipples and stroked them gently. The girl
lay back, her breath coming fast now as her nipples slowly
hardened. "Now, darling, if I kiss them you'll see how exciting
it can be." And with that he plunged his face to her titties and
took one of her luscious buds between his sensual lips. The girl
moaned as he worked his lips over it, and then sucked it into his
mouth.
"Oh, Daddy, stop, please stop ... it's terribly exciting, but
you must stop now. I feel strange ... I can't explain ..."
The man knew that he could not stop now and that he would go
on, whatever she said. He did not release her nipple and he
slowly sucked at it, taking as much of her breast into his mouth
as he could as he did so. His other hand fondled her left tit,
his fingers taking the nipple firmly, twisting it this way and
that. Then he half lay across her as he turned to kiss the other
breast. The girl was now silent except for her slight moans and
occasional sighs as he went on working at her breasts, a hand on
one, his mouth almost swallowing the other. Soon she began to
moan more loudly as she felt a strange thrill in her whole body.
John knew that he could do almost anything with her now. He
got up from the bed and in a matter of seconds he had thrown off
his own clothes. He now stood at the side of his daughter's bed
with his prick fully erected, jutting from his thick bush of pubic
hair.
"Oh Daddy, you mustn't, you mustn't ..."
"Don't be silly, darling. You have to learn about real
frigging some day. Now I'll teach you all about it. I won't hurt
you." With that he drew near to the bed, raised the bed clothes
and got in beside his naked daughter.
He pulled her to him and crushed her mouth beneath his lips,
moving his hands down her body as he did so. The girl lay back,
panting for breath as the thrill of the man's body against hers
gave her an experience she had never had before, or even thought
possible. As he kissed her passionately, his right hand fondled
the valley between her thighs and gradually he opened her legs
wide so that he could feel for her girlish cunt. As he found it
with his index finger and parted her virginal cunt-lips, the girl
moaned and wriggled with pleasure, abandoning herself to her
ecstasy, no longer caring whether what she was doing was right or
wrong. Her father found the entrance to her vagina, already moist
and hot with her girlish secretion, and he pushed his finger
against her hymen. He could feel that her cherry was scarcely
ruptured at all, that it was tough and resistant and that he would
have to break it before he could hope to think of going into her
cunt completely. He forced one of his fingers into the entrance
as the girl moved with the pain of it, as well as the excitement
of it. Then he moved the finger in and out of the entrance,
gradually widening the ruptured maiden-head. In a few minutes he
was able to work two fingers into her cunt. As he did so she
began to moan with the strange mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Oh, aaahhh, ooohh! You're hurting me, you're hurting me."
But the man no longer cared. He forced his fingers in an out of
the girl's vagina, rupturing and dilating the hymen. He could go
on with his fingers to make it easier for himself when he used his
prick on her, but he could not wait. He wanted to force his cock
into her, to hurt her, to ravage her. No power on earth, no
threat of police action or anything else could stop him now. Here
was his teen-age daughter under him, about to be fucked by him,
her father. Yes, he wanted to fuck his daughter more than
anything in the world and he knew that his lust and craving for
her was beyond control. He would violate her young cunt
mercilessly and he would enjoy doing it more than anything he had
ever done in his life.
He got between her legs and guided his prick to her virginal
slit. The girl moaned and cried as he held her in position,
poised to force his entry. "No, no, Daddy, please don't. You'll
kill me, it's so big! You mustn't, please stop ... oooh!" The
man's prick now forced its way half an inch or so between the
girlish cunt-lips, and she cried out in agony. But he was almost
unaware of her cries; he was forcing it in, jabbing and pressing
into her brutally and ruthlessly. His whole weight was on her now
and he held her by the ass-cheeks as he pushed and forced his
prick through the ruptured hymen until it was now half enclosed by
the vaginal lining of the now violated girl. Now cunt-juice began
to pour from the rupture and he could feel the sticky hot liquid
bathing his dong. But he was only roused to even greater violence
by the thought of her juicing cunt and with a tremendous heave his
prick suddenly ripped the girlish maiden-head apart completely,
and tore into her womb.
The girl screamed with agony. "Aaaah! OOOHH! Stop!
Oooohh!" The scream died down and ended in a moan as he slowly
withdrew his cock to the entrance of her cunt-lips again, then to
force it back into her twat with new violence and new agony. The
man was almost beyond himself now. He felt his whole body throb
with the lust of having this young girl, his own daughter, and his
prick was now beginning to jerk with the beginning of his orgasm.
He pushed it into her cunt deeply, pulled it back, and again
forced it deep into, and then with regular, powerful thrusts he
fucked her. Fucked her as he had never fucked anyone before,
until the moment came when his steaming hot sperm shot against her
womb and he reached the culminating ecstasy of his orgasm. His
prick jerked and throbbed, spitting his hot, scalding sperm into
his daughter as she lay there in a faint.
* * * * *
That night he fucked her three times. By the morning the
poor girl was in agony, her cunt almost ripped apart, but when he
came into her the third time she had suddenly felt the joy of a
complete sexual experience and she had clung to her father
screaming in an orgasm of pain and pleasure.
Before she left that morning he promised that he would fuck
her again as soon as possible, as well as show her many other
aspects of this wonderful new game of frigging. The only trouble
was his young wife, Carol ... he would have to think about that
problem.
As she left she spoke a new language to her father.
"Daddy, I want you do it again to my cunny soon. I want you
to fuck me and fuck me. Will you, please?"
He took his daughter in his arms, crushed her to his chest,
and pressed his lips down on hers. Then, as he released her, he
said, his voice once again thick with lust at the thought of
having her young twat, "Yes, my dear, I shall be fucking you soon,
fucking you with my big prick, forcing it into you so that you
will scream with the thrill and joy of it. That's what you want,
isn't it?"
"Yes, desperately," she said, her eyes alight with
excitement.
Chapter 3
John was up against the problem of telling Carol about his
screwing with his daughter Ursula. Since their marriage Carol had
shown that she was by no means prudish about sex, but she might
take a different view of John fucking a young girl -- particularly
an incestuous relationship with his daughter. He felt he had
three courses open to him: to continue to deceive Carol and see
Ursula surreptitiously; to tell Carol frankly what had happened
and try to persuade her to understand his desire for Ursula's
lovely girlish body; or to deliberately let Carol discover them
together. This last might in some ways be the easier course -- it
would save the embarrassment of explaining everything, and present
his wife with an accomplished fact.
He decided on the latter course.
Ursula was to come over one evening in the near future and
John wanted to arrange things so that Carol would be out for an
hour or two while he prepared things for her return. When Carol
said that she'd like to go to the theater with a friend, John
jumped at the opportunity and said he would ask Ursula over to
keep him company 'till her return.
Father and daughter had dinner and afterwards retired to
their room. Immediately John undressed and then helped Ursula to
slip off her clothes. They stood there naked, a mounting
excitement between them. John took the girl in his arms, pressed
her body to him, and kissed her sensuously. The girl flung her
arms around him and immediately felt his big prick erecting
stiffly against her stomach. They moved back to the bed and in a
minute the father was fucking his daughter.
She lay back on the bed, her legs apart. John sat up and
parted her legs further and looked down at her almost virginal
cunt. Her fine bush-hair ran down in an inverted triangle to the
immature slit enclosing her clitoris and vulva. He parted the
lips of her gash and looked at the girl's inviting moist cunt for
the first time. Here was his daughter's pussy, open to his
inspection and lust. He moved his finger up the slit to touch her
small clitoris. Then he moved his finger over it delicately, and
slowly the bud was roused and stiffened so he could take it
between his thumb and forefinger. Ursula twisted on the bed as
she felt the thrill of her father's fingers on her clitoris, her
legs widening ever further in expectation. He moved his finger
down her slit, pushing the cunt-lips aside until he came to the
small entrance of her vagina, the vagina he had so cruelly ravaged
a few weeks before. He thrust one finger into the entrance,
forcing it as far as he could into the hot, wet membrane. Now he
was roused to fever pitch, his cock throbbing against his body.
He lay down at the girl's side, removed his finger, and with both
hands now opened her slit as wide as he could. Then he brought
his lips down onto her beautiful girlish cunt-lips.
His lips touched the soft warmth of her twat and then his
tongue sought her clitoris. The girl jerked about and wriggled as
the tip of his tongue played delicately on the small bud, and she
moaned loudly as he brought his mouth down, his lips contacting
her inner and outer lips and his tongue entering her most sacred
cunt-hole. The girl wriggled in ecstasy as his lips worked on her
pussy and his tongue probed her small vulva. Saliva poured from
his mouth and mingled with her secretions and their slightly salty
taste. The man was fully aroused now and he moved his legs over
the girl's face so that his prick hovered above her young mouth.
She seemed to understand what was required of her and in a minute
she was moving his massive dick in and out of her lips. Meanwhile
John was stroking his tongue from the top to the bottom of her
slit, into the opening, out again and up her hot gash in long,
sweeping movements. He held her legs apart as she jerked and
wriggled at the excitement of it, then suddenly she knew that she
had reached her climax as her cunt-juices bathed his mouth and
lips, and as she forced her body upwards to press her twat as
firmly as she could to his sensual mouth and tongue.
It was at this moment that Carol entered the room.
"Oh, my God, John, what are you doing?" Carol almost shouted.
She could see her husband's head buried between the parted
legs of a girl, the rest of his body covering the object of his
lust, except for the long blonde hair that was splayed out between
her husband's legs. She guessed at once that it was Ursula he was
cunt-lapping.
John raised his head, his mouth and lips covered with the
girl's wet secretions, to reveal the parted vaginal slit of the
young girl who moaned delightedly as she completed her orgasm.
"I'm teaching her about frigging Carol. I thought it was
best that she should find out through me ... and she has a lovely
young body that I find I can hardly resist. Don't think it will
make any difference to us."
Carol looked stunned, but her eyes showed that she understood
and that in some strange way she was excited by what she saw.
"Well, we-ll, I don't know what to say, John. I suppose you ought
to teach her ... but her mother must never find out ..." As she
spoke John raised himself from the girl, sitting at the side of
the bed with his enormously erect prick. Slowly he got up and
went over to Carol. He took her hands in his, pulling her towards
him. "Come on, darling, undress and get into bed with us. We can
have a wonderful time together ..."
Carol's face revealed her excitement at the thought of it,
and she began to undress without saying anything. The girl got up
from the bed and looked at her stepmother with apprehension.
"I hope you don't mind, Carol. Daddy wanted to do this with
me, and I wanted it too. If you do it with us I shall be really
happy." As Carol undressed the girl looked with wonder at the
beautiful body of the mature girl with her lovely large breasts,
her wide hips and thick black bush hair.
"Before we get into bed," John suddenly spoke, "before we get
into bed, I want you to look at my cock and balls properly,
Ursula. Look, take my prick in your hands." Ursula took his
prick in her hands and fondled it with wonderment, running her
small hand up and down its length, taking the massive shaft
between her fingers. Then she ran her hand down the underside
until she came to the hair-covered balls below. She took them
gently in her hand. The spellbound Carol suddenly had a great
urge to touch the young girl's body and she stepped forward and
lightly touched the young girl's pink nipple, then took it between
her finger and thumb. It excited the girl to have Carol touching
her breast and she suddenly had the desire to be kissed by her.
Carol then moved her fingers down over the girlish belly to feel
for her slit. Ursula wriggled with a new excitement as she felt
Carol's hand brushing her cunt and her fingers parting her moist
cunt-lips.
"I think that we'll get into bed now," said John. "I'd like
to lie back as you two frig me in the way you want to."
John got on the bed and the young girl looked questioningly
at Carol.
"You can sit astride with you on his tummy and play with his
cock, Ursula. Suck it for him if you wish." And with that she
put the girl in position across John's stomach so that she could
hold his prick in her hands. Then she placed her open thighs over
John's mouth so that his tongue could work on her lovely sexy
gash.
John lay back in complete ecstasy. The young girl was now
moving the foreskin back and forth over the head of his prick in a
gentle slow rhythm and as she did so Carol had brought her vaginal
opening into contact with John's mouth. As Ursula moved her hand
more rapidly up and down the length of his prick, John's tongue
entered the hot vaginal entrance of his wife.
"Oh God, go on. Force your cunt into my mouth, Carol," he
moaned. "Suck my prick, Ursula, suck my prick. I want to come!"
The girl bent over and placed her mouth over the head of his
enormous cock, shaking with excitement as she did so.
John moved his prick up to enter the girl's mouth and pulled
Carol down so that his face was buried in her hairy cunt. His
tongue probed the length of her cunt-lips and then reentered the
hot vagina of his wife. Moving his cock more forcibly now, he
found himself touching the back of his daughter's throat as his
prick throbbed on the edge of orgasm. His face was covered now in
Carol's cunt-juices; even his eyes were bathed in her juices and
his own saliva. He bit his teeth into the soft membrane, tongued
the clitoris, and at the same time began to move his cock
rhythmically in and out of his daughter's lips and mouth. His
lust knew no bounds; he would not be able to contain himself much
longer. His whole body jerked and writhed as he reached the
height of hump-excitement and approached the point when relief was
inevitable. By now Carol was revolving her cunt over his mouth
sensuously and he was having to swallow the secretions from her
cunt as his face and mouth were saturated in the salty-tasting
liquid. He managed to move his mouth away from her hairy cunt to
speak, "I'm coming, don't take your mouth from my prick, Ursula.
I've got to come in your mouth." And with that he arched his body
up to force his jerking prick into the teenager's mouth. At the
same time he buried his nose and mouth into the luscious warmth of
his wife's sex organs. In a second his climax was on him and his
scalding sperm entered the girl's mouth, jerking and spitting into
her throat, almost choking her. He jerked his body time and again
into the girl's mouth as he almost suffocated beneath his wife's
dripping cunt. The sperm poured down the girl's throat in one
final burst before the man lay back exhausted between his wife's
legs.
The three of them lay in the bed for a time until John was
ready to frig again.
He was holding his wife close to him and he felt a new desire
to take her.
"I'm going to fuck you Carol. I want you very much now. And
it will give Ursula a chance to see a man really fucking a woman.
Then, I'll screw Ursula afterwards."
The shapely attractive Carol lay back on the bed. Her eyes
drew his attention with their soft and languishing look, and he
looked down at her amorously and lasciviously. He realized that
she was an exceptional woman and that, as much as he enjoyed the
lustful feeling of taking a young girl, especially incestuously,
it was Carol who perhaps gave him the greatest possible pleasure.
Each time he fucked her there was something new about her, each
time it was a new conquest. To have his prick in her soft warm
cunt was a triumph that few men had shared, and even those who had
shared it had never experienced her acceptance of their prick in
the fullest sense of the word.
She was tall, and slim, but she had luscious full breasts and
wide thighs, her ass-cheeks reaching their greatest extent at the
upper part of the thigh. There was no disagreeably vacuity left
between the thighs which is so unfavorable for fuck purposes. And
she had that feature of a woman that is so attractive to men -- a
prominent cunt, covered with thick dark hair in a well-defined
inverted triangle.
When she opened her legs she displayed striking cunt-lips --
almost ugly lips that excited John to look at them. The ugliness
was a kind of challenge and John was not the only man who had felt
this provocation. when she had been examined by a doctor a year
or two before, shortly after she left school, the man had been
provoked into a fantastic erection at the sight of them. He had
to give her an internal examination, but he had spent more time
than was necessary touching her cunt-lips. She had been slightly
aroused by his touch and the nurse who was present at the
examination had looked surprised and worried as she saw her
employer finger her cunt for the best part of two minutes, saying
as he did so, "I excuse to justify what was medically quite
unethical." John now looked down at them with the same feeling --
he liked both their size and their slight discoloration.
As he opened the labia he saw her inner cunt-lips, already
moist and receptive. He touched them gently as he pried open the
outer cunt-lips. Then he brushed his fingers up and down her
cunt-lips again, nipping them gently as he did so. Close to her
vaginal entrance was her well-defined clitoris, already erect in
anticipation. Sensitive to stimulus, it grew visibly as John
fingered it and he was able to work back the small skin-covering
to reveal the sensitive tip. He bent down and moved his tongue
over the bud, bringing it to its full erect size. He smelled the
characteristic odor of the female genitals and took the rigid
little organ into his mouth. Her clitoris was undoubtedly a
little abnormal in size when fully enlarged, and John was able to
work it vigorously between his lips. Carol moaned as he did so,
moving her hips sensuously.
He took his lips away and surveyed her exciting cunt. Now he
moved his finger from the clitoris to the vaginal entrance,
placing the tip of his finger delicately inside. Now he forced
the legs wider and pressed his tongue onto her cunt. He licked
her there for a few minutes, occasionally stroking his tongue up
the full length of her slit, and then he bent forward forcing his
head between her legs to seek for her anal entrance. He tongued
this for awhile, then resumed his lascivious sucking of her cunt-
lips.
The excitation of her clitoris had aroused his young wife to
such an extent that her body began to heave with his every move.
She was moaning and calling out to him in her thick, sexy voice.
"Oh, John, why don't you hump me now? Fuck me as you have
never done before. I want your prick inside my cunt, you must
frig me now."
Ursula looked on entranced at seeing Carol's excitement and
was waiting for her father to place his huge prick into Carol's
vagina. She particularly wanted to see it as it went in, to see
the head just inside the cunt, with the rest of her father's shaft
outside.
But John was in no hurry. He wanted to experience every
stage of the fucking of his wife to the maximum extent, to savor
each detail of her body before he finally entered her lovely cunt.
He continued to suck and lick her lovely clitoris for a few
minutes, and then forced his tongue an inch or so into her vagina,
which was now wet with her secretions. She writhed in pleasure
and anticipation as he did so, forcing her cunt up against his
mouth. Soon his nose was buried as deep as possible in the
vaginal entrance where he savored the now stronger female cunt-
odor. Then the short distance from her vaginal opening to her
ass-hole, where he forced his nose into the crinkled hole. Then
he licked the girl with his tongue from the top of her gash to her
anus -- clitoris, vulva, and delicate cunt-flesh between.
He felt the excitement mount within him as his prick reached
full erection and he knew that he was ready to fuck her, that he
was now ready to shove his prick up her lovely vagina. Rigid and
enlarged to its maximum extent, his cock was now throbbing and he
knew that if he carried on too long he would ejaculate
prematurely, such was his excitement at Carol's lovely body. He
now got ready to place his dick at the entrance to her waiting
cunt-hole.
He knelt between her beautiful thighs and parted legs and
placed his dong in between her provocative cunt-lips. Ursula was
almost beside herself as she saw his dick-head by her fleshy cunt-
lips and as her father moved the head gently up and down the slit
so that it was soon covered in her moist secretions. It was now
at the very entrance to her cunt-hole and John allowed his dick to
enter a little way for a few seconds. Now he leaned over Carol,
straightened his legs and lowered his body so that his weight
rested on her pelvis and stomach. As he did so the prick slid
slowly into her wet hot cunt that was gripping him tightly.
Carol sighed as the prick reached into her cunt, and his
dick-head felt for the conical protuberance of the cervix -- the
base of her womb. Deep inside her, he relaxed as their lips met
in a long sensual kiss of complete blissful fuck.
For a few moments he held her head in his hands, then reached
under her armpits and took her firmly in his grasp by the
shoulders.
John now forced his prick into her receptive cunt up to its
very hilt so that their pelvises met hard. The cock had probed
the very depths of Carol's lovely vagina and was now up against
her womb, deeply embedded in the clinging moist membranes.
He kissed her passionately and Carol clung to him tightly.
Then he took his hands from her shoulders, brought them down under
her back to grip her with all his force by the buttocks, bringing
her cunt into even closer proximity, his massive prick forcing
itself into her twat.
He slowly withdrew his prick, his dick-head rubbing against
her womb as he did so. He stopped at this point and thrust his
cock back and forth lightly, the hard rim of his dick-head rubbing
against the firm knob of flesh of her womb. Then almost to the
vaginal entrance, then into a slow deliberate rhythm, forcing his
cock up and down with almost grinding, powerful strokes in unison
with Carol's own movements. She was arching her cunt up to meet
his thrusts and he was at the same time virtually lifting her by
her ass-cheeks to meet him. Moaning and crying out, Carol writhed
and moved to the tune of their fucking. Then she began to cry
out, demanding from him everything he could give.
"Darling, you must fuck me. Fuck me with all your power.
Fuck me, love."
"Yes, my love, I'm going to fuck you as you've never been
fucked before."
"Fuck me, fuck me, John, take me, do what you will with me, I
want to be frigged to hell by your prick. I want you to force it
into my very vitals. Fuck me, FUCK ME! For God's sake go on.
Ooooh! Oh!" Suddenly the girl fell back in her climax, writhing
and shouting in ecstasy. But John was not ready and he went on
grinding away at his lovely nineteen-year-old wife despite the
fact that the climax was over. He forced his cock with cruel
power into her flesh, back and forth, ramming it home, regardless
of the woman herself or what she felt any longer. He was carried
away by his lust now and he simply wanted to burst the girl's cunt
apart, rip it open if necessary for his now almost sadistic lust.
He wanted the maximum hump pleasure from her now and her body
was simply an instrument for his purpose. He bit into her breasts
as he rammed his prick home as high up her vagina as he could,
raking his fingers down her buttocks and digging them into her
lovely ass-cheeks.
Then with one smashing thrust that took his dick-head into
the deep extremity of her womb, he exploded and the seminal liquid
spurted against the girl's innermost vagina, as if she had been
sprayed with acid from a jet. She felt the scalding sperm hit
deep inside her, and the man jerked his cock in rhythm to the
powerful spurts still being released from him. In one almighty
final jab, his cock rammed into her womb and splashed the final
burden of semen as he gripped her buttocks and dug in his nails,
his teeth biting into her breast. Their release and soon he lay
at her side, his penis limp and flaccid, his cock and balls were
now fulfilled.
* * * * *
When John woke up Carol was stroking his hair and kissing him
gently. "What's happened to Ursula?" he asked as he came to his
senses.
"I've sent her to the guest room. I think she ought to sleep
now."
"Yes, we'll have to get her round here again as soon as
possible, don't you think?"
"As long as her mother doesn't suspect or anything, she could
come here as often as she likes. What about getting her to stay
here this weekend? I don't suppose Lena would suspect anything.
She'd probably be pleased as it would leave her free for her many
lovers."
"Yes, that's a good idea. I want to fuck her again as soon
as I can, especially if you're around to watch me doing it. You
could probably have a bit of frigging fun with her yourself while
we're about it."
"Yes? You're sure?"
"Of course. It gives me quite a kick and stimulates me to a
frenzied desire for you ..."
"Well," said John, "I'll fuck her for you all night. I might
even bugger her. That's something I've never done to a young
girl. Would you like to see that?"
"Bugger her? Why you've never even suggested it to me.
What's wrong with me? Why can't I be buggered?"
"God Carol, I never thought of it with you, I've always
enjoyed fucking you so much. But I'll bugger you if you wish ...
I'll shove my cock up your ass hole gladly!"
"When?"
"When ... well, now if you like. Do you want me to?"
"I'd love it John. But I suppose it'll hurt, won't it?"
"It'll certainly hurt at the beginning, but I'll be careful
with you and if you can't take it I won't force it. I think your
ass-hole will take my prick fairly easily after a while. Anyway
you'd better get a lubricant of some kind."
John's lust was roused now at the thought of buggering Carol.
He knew that he would get great satisfaction from feeling the
tight grip of her anus against his prick, as well as the lovely
feel of her ass against his loins.
Carol went over to the dressing table and came back with a
contraceptive jelly.
"That's it," said John. "Lie face down for the moment and
I'll work my finger into your ass-hole with the stuff."
Carol lay down on the bed, her legs apart and she revealed
the small brown hole of her anus. John, his cock already becoming
rigid, took the tube of jelly and, taking off the screw cap he
placed the nozzle to her rectum and squeezed the tube against it.
Carol was quite excited at the feel of the cold jelly
entering her ass-hole, followed by John's index finger. He worked
it in slowly and gently as far as it would go, then took it back
before pressing it up her again. He did this for a dozen or so
times before he tried with his longer middle finger. Carol was
already quite aroused at the feel of a finger in her anus, only
wishing it would go further up. She ground her cunt and bush
against the bed as John worked his finger in and out of her ass-
hole.
Then he tried two fingers, but this caused Carol to cry out
in pain.
"It's bound to hurt at first, darling. But I've got an
idea." John left the room for a few minutes and returned with one
of those aluminum cigar-tubes. It was about three-quarters of an
inch in diameter and seven or eight inches long.
"This should go into your ass-hole fairly easily," he said,
showing Carol the tube, "and pave the way for my prick. The main
difficulty is to widen the passage if I'm not going to hurt you a
great deal."
He rubbed the jelly over the tube and placed it at the
entrance to her anus. It slowly entered without much difficulty
and Carol hardly felt any pain, though it was rather strange as it
went past her sphincter. He pushed it in again as far as it would
go, and Carol began to sigh and wriggle with excitement. "Oh,
it's nice, a nice cold feeling all up me, a feeling as if I am
being divided in two. But it's your cock I want up there now!"
John worked it up and down for some time, taking care not to
bring it down beyond the sphincter. Then when he felt he had
dilated her anal passage as much as possible with the tube, he
took it out, Carol crying out at the unpleasant feeling that it
gave her as it was forced out the last two or three inches by the
contracting muscle of the sphincter.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, my dear."
The girl lay prostrate face down on the bed, excited at the
prospect of John's huge prick entering her ass-hole.
This was it then. John had never dared suggest buggering
Carol before, but he had secretly wanted to have her this way for
a long time. Buggering a woman gave a man a special sense of
animal power that fucking never gave though, of course, it did not
really provide the close intimacy between a man and a woman that
fucking face-to-face did. And the vagina, after all, had more to
offer ultimately than the anus. But an anus was generally tighter
and there was much satisfaction to be got from fucking it.
As he thought these thoughts John gripped his legs together
as he felt the stirring of lust within him. His cock was already
rigid and enlarged, but now within his balls there was growing a
sense of urgency, an overpowering sense of desire.
He placed himself between her legs and pushed his elongated
dick against her anal entrance. It was easy for the dick-head to
enter half an inch or so, but when he made the next forward move
Carol cried out in pain.
"Ugh! Uggh! Ow! It's hurting!" she cried out.
John stopped for a few seconds and then held his prick
carefully as he guided it into her in the right direction. She
shivered and writhed in pain as he forced it another half inch or
so. Then he waited a bit, withdrew it, and pushed it in to the
same position as before. He did this a number of times, perhaps
advancing a tenth of an inch each time he re-entered. It was now
easing slightly and the head of the cock was reaching the
sphincter. He knew that Carol would hate it if he hesitated at
this point. Once he got the whole dick-head in up to the
sphincter, he would have to force the shaft in past the sphincter
in one carefully timed thrust.
He pushed it in another half dozen times. Carol was moaning
partly in agony, partly in anticipation, and he knew for a fact
that the pain had been excruciating. He waited a while and was
finally ready to plunge his cock home. He got himself slightly
more on top of her, put the prick-head in the entrance after re-
lubricating it, and then suddenly he forced his prick home.
"Aaaaaggghhhh! Ooooohhhh! Oh, Go-o-od! God! ... You've
hurt me!" Carol screamed out in agony as the shock of it hit her
whole body and she felt the hot thrust of his pecker cutting into
her like a red-hot poker. "Ooooh! Oh!"
John lay still on top of her, another ambition achieved. He
could feel her tight anus gripping him and his thighs and belly
against her lovely ass, and he knew that this was a way of
frigging he had always wanted. He would give Carol time to get
over the pain before he thrust his cock again.
Carol's pain gradually subsided, though she felt that she
would be sore forever. Then John very slowly drew back his penis
an inch or so in her anus. Then up again, slowly and
deliberately, but with extreme gentleness. He could feel his
dick-head rubbing against the most secret membrane, against the
membrane where a man had never penetrated before, and he was
overcome with a new lust as he realized it. Then slowly he began
to work his stiff dick up and down in her rectum.
Carol felt the fucking rhythm penetrating her being and she
was beginning to be moved by a strange excitement. As she
wriggled slightly John reached his hand under her thigh and found
her slit. Soon he had worked it between his finger and thumb.
Carol writhed in pleasure as he caressed the sensitive clitoris
and simultaneously worked his prick up her back passage, which now
felt like an alternative cunt.
Soon he was fucking her in earnest and she was responding
with her whole body, bringing up her ass-hole to keep in rhythm
with his thrusts. She felt her climax approaching and suddenly
desire to have John in her cunt. But she realized that John would
want to finish this way now he had gone so far, so she relaxed to
his ever more penetrating thrusts. The hot weapon stung her as it
drove to the bottom of her bowels, but all sense of pain was now
utterly submerged in a deep submergence of herself to John's ass
frigging desire.
The man pounded away at her anus, now pushing his weapon deep
inside her, now bringing it down to the sphincter. He was almost
mad with lust now and he had lost any feeling of consideration for
the pain he might still be causing her. He rammed his cock home,
in-and-out, smashing through the membranes of her lower bowel.
Then he reached an all-powerful orgasm, the sperm gushing out
of him in an uncontrollable stream, jetting down onto her ass-
cheeks, and lay still.
Chapter 4
Ursula was staying with Carol and John for the weekend, and
the time had come for them to retire on the first evening.
The three of them went up to the bedroom and undressed
without further ado. Ursula knew that she was going to be fucked
by her father while Carol watched, and she was excited beyond
measure at the prospect.
John sat on the bed and said that he would like to fuck
Ursula in a new way.
"I want you to lift her onto me as I sit on the bed, Carol.
I shall be able to penetrate her pussy very deeply that way, and
you can finger her anus as I fuck her."
John had not had to wait for an erection ... the very thought
of fucking Ursula was enough to stiffen his lustful prick.
He sat there with the enormous cock ready to take the weight
of the girl as it violated her innocent flesh. Carol helped
Ursula into a sitting position on her father and guided the prick
to the girl's cunt. She parted the girlish cunt-lips and pressed
the head of John's prick into the vagina.
Ursula was thrilled to feel Carol's hand on her vagina and
began to move with pleasure as she felt the cock at the entrance
to her passage. Now Carol let the girl's weight down onto the
prick which slowly entered the child's passage.
The man lay back now and told Ursula to move herself up and
down him. The girl got down to the job with alacrity, and soon
she was moving in a fast rhythm on John's cock. As she did so
Carol felt for her small ass-hole, and probed it gently with her
index finger.
John was rapidly moving towards an orgasm. The sight of his
lovely daughter on top of him working her body up and down on his
prick filled him with lust in itself, but the feel of her tight
vagina engaging his prick drove him to the point of madness.
He heaved his body up to meet her downward thrusts, and each
time he did so he felt his cock go deep into the girl. Then he
pulled her forward to grasp her girlish breasts, and finally
pulled her head down so that his mouth could crush her lips. As
he did so the girl's asshole was exposed so that Carol could more
effectively work her finger into the girl's anus ... in
preparation, as she hoped for John to bugger her. Her own
passions were now getting the better of her; she had a great
desire to see the girl fucked and buggered mercilessly, fucked and
buggered by her husband. She remembered that her father had once
tentatively tried to frig her, but had abandoned the effort when
she had not immediately responded. But she had really wanted him
to seduce her, and now, in a sense, she would have the experience
in a substitute way.
John was approaching his climax and he decided that he would
now prefer to have the girl under him, so that he could fuck her
completely and ruthlessly.
He asked Ursula to get off him and lie on the bed. When she
had done so, John parted her legs, fondled her slit for a moment
or two, and placed himself between her legs. His cock was now at
the entrance to her vagina and, as he let his weight down on her,
he guided his prick into the clinging, tightly-gripping cunt-hole.
He was on top of the girl now, his weight pressing her down under
him, as his prick penetrated her girlish vagina and reached to the
very top of her cunt.
Then he began to fuck her in earnest. He pulled her to him,
brought his lips down on hers, forced her lips apart, and buried
his tongue into the depths of her girlish mouth. His prick now
worked deeper than ever into her body and he was poised to fuck
her with all the strength at his command.
Carol now gripped his balls from behind and he felt an all-
consuming lust as the two girls gave themselves completely to his
hump pleasures.
He breathed deeply and began to force his prick back and
forth in the child's violated passage.
It was a strange experience having his daughter this second
time. The first time he had done it without thinking much about
it, but now he was alive to the fact that he was fucking his own
child, his own teenage daughter. As far as the law was concerned,
he was criminally assaulting a minor and indulging in incest at
the same time. If he buggered her later, he would presumable be
breaking an even older law. The thought filled him with the most
lustful feelings. But he had always wanted to fuck Ursula and he
hoped that she would allow him to go on doing it for a few years
to come.
He gripped the child's ass-cheeks and forced his cock into
her. Then he rammed the weapon home with a new violence, thinking
nothing of the child's feelings. But Ursula was responding to the
lustfulness of this fucking, griping her father tightly and
arching her cunt to meet his powerful thrusts. He went on for
five minutes or more, smashing into the girl's cunt, ravaging and
violating it without mercy, cruelly assaulting her youthful body.
And finally the forty-year-old father and his teenage girl came in
one overwhelming orgasm. His hot sperm splashed into her womb,
regardless of the consequences, and he raked into her in a final
moment of ecstasy as the last jerk of his semen jutted and spurted
against the walls of the girl's innermost passage.
"Ooooh, Daddy, oh, oh ...," she cried out as they passed
their climax. "Now I know what it means to be fucked properly."
"You were marvelous," her father replied, gasping for breath,
"to take my cock like that. Just like a mature woman. Men are
going to go for you in a big way when they find you can fuck like
that."
Carol was herself fully aroused by what she had seen and she
could hardly wait to ask John to fuck her.
"For God's sake, John," she said in her sexy voice, "you've
got to fuck me too. Please?"
"I can't fuck you for a while yet, love," said John. "And
don't forget I am going to bugger Ursula tonight. Why don't you
two make love?"
Carol blushed. "Well, if you like, and Ursula wants to ...
I'd like Ursula to play with my cunt and make me come if she can.
How about it Ursula?"
Ursula looked shyly at Carol. "I'd love to if you really
want me to ..."
The nineteen-year-old girl lay back with her legs wide apart
waiting for the young girl to fondle and caress her. She was
terribly exited at the thought of Ursula's fingers touching her
vaginal lips and clitoris, and her ass was already moving in a
kind of writhing anticipation.
The girl half lay at her side, her head towards Carol's legs.
Slowly she put her fingers on Carol's bush-hair and then let them
move down to the ugly but provocative slit. As she touched the
outer lips she felt a wonderful thrill of excitement fill her
body. These were the cunt-lips of a fully mature woman, a woman
with big breasts and a bush of hair over her cunt and lower belly.
It was really exciting to be able to touch them.
She moved her small fingers down the moist cunt-lips and then
bent forward slightly as she parted them to look for the first
time at another woman's genital organs. She did not call them
genital organs, but used the word "pussy". She wanted to touch
this but hesitated a moment. Then she felt Carol's hand take hers
and place it on the little organ. As Carol felt her clitoris
touched by the young girl she writhed in excitement and began to
move her body to rub against the girl's hand.
"Oh, it's very nice to touch you here on your ... " Ursula
stopped, not knowing what to call it.
John told her, "That's Carol's clitoris. It's really
equivalent to my penis, and girls get much of their excitement
from it. A good whore-master always caresses a girl's clitoris.
If you go on touching it like that it will get a bit bigger,
become hard and Carol will get terribly excited. She will soon
come if you go on doing that to her."
Carol writhed with excitement as the girl worked on the skin
of her clitty, pushing it back and forth, and caressed her center
of excitation. Then Ursula, curious about the rest of what she
called Carol's pussy, moved her finger to the vaginal entrance.
Carol was equally excited as she felt the girl's finger part her
cunt-lips at the opening to her vulva and push a finger inside.
"What a lovely warm, wet one you have got! Oh, it's lovely."
"That's her vagina, or if you like a more sensible word, her
cunt. Yes, she has a lovely cunt, just as you have," John told
her.
Ursula was working her finger in and out of Carol's cunt and
the woman writhed with ecstasy as she did so. She wriggled her
body to try to get the girl to put her fingers deeper inside her
and as she did so, she began to feel that she would soon have an
orgasm.
"If you play with her like that, it is rather like fucking,
and you get almost the same feeling. Let me show you," and as he
spoke John lifted himself up and put his fingers inside his
daughter's cunt.
"You go on frigging your fingers like that in Carol's cunt,
and I'll do it to you."
With that John began to finger-fuck his daughter vigorously,
and as he did so Ursula moved and writhed her ass-cheeks in
unison. At the same time she followed her father's example and
was soon working away rhythmically at Carol's cunt.
Suddenly Carol began to moan with pleasure. "Oooh! Ooh, I'm
coming. Go on Ursula, don't stop now," and with that she cried
out with pleasure as her climax came and her cunt-secretion
flooded Ursula's fingers. She writhed in ecstasy as her orgasm
flowed through her, pushing up her body to get the full force of
Ursula's fingers frigging her cunt.
"Ooooh! That was marvelous," she exclaimed, pantingly, as
she lay back exhausted.
Meanwhile Ursula's father was working away with all the force
at his command on his daughter's cunt. The child now lay back on
the bed so that he could force his fingers in deeply, and soon the
girl was shaking with excitement as her orgasm approached.
"Go on Daddy, it's lovely. Go on, please," she cried out.
The father fucked her mercilessly and soon the child came in
a writhing, wriggling orgasm.
John was now aroused again and ready for the time when he
would bugger his young daughter.
After leaving the two girls to relax for a few minutes he
said, "Well, Carol, I'm going to bugger her now. Come on."
"What do you mean?" asked Ursula.
"I'm going to do something quite new to you. I'm going to
fuck your ass-hole. It will hurt you at first, but you'll find it
a most exciting experience if you can put up with the first pain
for a bit.
"Fuck my ass-hole? But Daddy, that'll hurt terribly, won't
it?" the girl spoke apprehensively.
"Yes, it will hurt. But pleasure and pain are closely
allied. You can't have the one without the other. And you'll be
glad later on when your boy-friends want to frig you that way.
For one thing you can't get pregnant by being buggered. I believe
you had your period a few days ago and soon I shall have to use a
contraceptive when I fuck you. And that will apply to any hump-
session you have. So letting a man bugger you can be quite a
useful alternative ..."
"Won't you fuck me, Daddy, instead?"
"I will fuck you later or another time, but tonight I want to
bugger you." The very thought of fucking her tight little anus
roused his lust to the full and he was now scarcely able to wait
to get his prick inside her asshole.
"I don't really want to be buggered. Why don't you bugger
Carol?"
"He's buggered me already. I can tell you it's a most
exciting experience. You'll like it in the end. Please let him,
darling," said Carol.
"But ..."
"Look here, Ursula, I've decided to bugger you. If you don't
let me, then you'll miss another thing I have in mind for you.
Carol's brother is coming to stay soon and you could have a
tremendous time if I were to fuck you while he buggered you at the
same time ... that's the peak of all sexual excitement for a
woman, to have two men frigging her at the same time ..."
"Can I really have that when he comes?" she asked her eyes
widening with the thought of it.
"Yes, if you let me bugger you now so that you get over the
worst of the pain."
"All right," the girl said quietly, "bugger me!"
"Turn over on your face and lie down on your stomach with
your legs wide apart."
Ursula lay face down on the bed, expectant but apprehensive.
John fingered her little brown anal entrance for a moment and then
asked Carol to get the contraceptive jelly. When she brought it,
placed the nozzle against the girl's asshole and squirted the
jelly up into her narrow passage.
Then he began to work with his finger as gently as he could
until he could work it up as far as it would go.
"I think we'll try the cigar tube, Carol. Let's get a
smaller one from downstairs first, and then use the big one later.
Will you fetch it?"
While Carol went to fetch a small cigar tube the father
worked his finger up and down the girl's rectum, stretching and
dilating it as gently as he could. The girl so far felt no
particular pain, apart from the unpleasantness as the contracting
muscle forced out his finger each time he withdrew it. In fact
she was getting a certain pleasure from having her father's finger
up her asshole.
Very soon Carol returned with one of the small aluminum tubes
used for the small size corona cigar. It was about half an inch
in diameter and perhaps six inches long.
John covered it with the greasy jelly and slowly forced it
into the child's anus. This time she writhed at the pain but it
was by no means as excruciating as she'd expected. Little did she
realize that much worse was to come. John smiled as he thought of
his own prick, one and a half inches in diameter and eight or nine
inches long, going into his daughter's rectum.
He worked for some time with the slimmer tube and then
reached for the larger size. He worked this in without too much
difficulty until it reached to the top of her rectum. Now as the
time for him to begin.
He tried for a moment to force two fingers into her asshole
but she writhed in agony as he did this.
In the end he decided he would force home his prick whatever
the consequences. He was too much roused to stop now; he simply
had to bugger the girl even if he did hurt her agonizingly.
He rubbed his prick in the lubricant and placed it at the
entrance to her rectum. Carefully he guided it in the entrance
and he didn't have much difficulty in getting the tip of his cock
into perhaps half an inch. He decided that if he got the right
direction he would suddenly force it in as cruelly and mercilessly
as possible; she would experience terrible pain for a few minutes,
but then the worst would be over.
The man now got ready to violate the girl, to force up her
anus his enlarged prick that would necessarily cause her
excruciating pain.
Carol knew this but her eyes were bright with lust at the
thought of his huge prick entering the girl's asshole. The
evening had produced in her an overpowering horniness and now she
had lost all sense of proportion to satisfy her sexual desire and
lustfulness. She almost wanted the girl to be hurt.
So the moment had come for the father to bugger his daughter,
and there was no turning back.
He let his weight go down to press the head of his big dick
against the anal entrance and then guiding it with his right hand
he suddenly lunged forward with tremendous force and rammed his
prick into the girl.
The girl screamed out in agony, but the damage was done and
her father's prick was home. She screamed and screamed as the
frightful agony filled her being; the pain became even more
excruciating, but finally she lay still, sobbing into the pillow.
"Look, I did my best to make it easy for you. But it was
bound to hurt, at first. Now lie still for a while and I won't
move 'til some of the pain is gone," her father spoke to her
consolingly.
After a while the pain did ease a little and John began to
move his prick an inch or so down her clinging rectum. It was a
unique experience to feel the tight clinging membrane gripping his
cock-head and rubbing against the foreskin. He moved it back an
inch more then pressed it in again to the hilt.
The girl was silent and hardly moved as her father began the
motion that would soon lead him to fuck her properly.
His rhythm slowly gathered momentum and his prick began to
rake her burning asshole. She writhed in agony as he did so, but
she knew that somehow she had to go through with it and decided to
keep as still as possible 'til the pain subsided a little.
Now he was truly buggering his daughter.
He began to ram his prick, iron-hard, into her rectum,
slamming it home as he bumped down on her asscheeks. Out to the
sphincter and then back again like a piston. Without mercy he now
began to frig it home with increased speed and force.
Carol looked on, her face showing her pleasure at seeing the
girl's violation. She was so carried away that she began to urge
him on. "Go on, John, fuck her. Bugger her. Don't spare her, my
darling. Ram your cock home. She'll soon get used to it and
begin to enjoy it. Go on, bugger away at her!"
John was now grinding his cock up and down with immensely
powerful strokes and each time his prick raked the wriggling
girl's anal membranes. He slammed it home without mercy, cruelly,
ravagingly, conscious of the fact that he was buggering his
daughter. He thought to himself that very few men had had this
experience -- it was just as well because if they did no young
girl would be safe!
He was coming to a climax now and felt the hot urge in his
balls as they banged against Ursula's cunt. The moment had come
when he would splash his spunk into his daughter's rectum and
finally complete the violation that had begun when he fucked her a
week or two before.
The spunk began to spurt and John rammed his cock into her
with one tremendous heave. It spurted and splashed into her
asshole as his cock throbbed and jerked, and soon he was lying
inert -- his cock bathed in his hot seminal fluid deep inside the
girl's anus.
He did not move for a time, then slowly withdrew his
diminishing prick. Turning the girl over he kissed her on the
lips. She clung to him and then said quietly, "It was terrible,
but I see now that I had to go through with it one day. It was
better with you than with anyone else, I'm sure."
"I'm glad you see it like that. Now you'll be able to have
Carol's brother David in your asshole as I fuck you in the cunt.
Would you like that?"
"Yes, I think I'll love that now. When is he coming?"
"Next weekend isn't it Carol?" John asked his wife.
"Yes, that's the idea. I've no doubt he'll enjoy it or any
hump he can get, but he'll certainly be a bit surprised to screw a
girl of fourteen. He's coming down from Oxford in the afternoon,
so I suggest that you plan to come up here after supper that
night."
Chapter 5
David, Carol's elder brother, duly arrived on the following
Saturday.
He was a powerfully built young man of twenty-one or so, and
when she saw him Ursula was at once attracted to him. But she
began to wonder as she looked at him shyly how big his prick would
be. She knew that she would have to undergo that terrible
experience again, and prayed that at least his prick would not be
in proportion to his size.
After supper, during which John told David about the happy
week-ends they spent together, the four of them went to the large
bedroom. David looked around wonderingly, scarcely believing that
he might soon be having sexual relations with a teenage girl.
"I think we'd better begin by drawing lots. If we could
separate into two pairs for the time being we could all come
together later. In any case we've definitely agreed that David
and I shall fuck Ursula at the same time."
"Well," said David, "there's hardly any question of pairs,
it'll have to be Ursula and me, and you and Carol."
"Well, we'll just see what the luck of the draw brings." And
with that he took four numbered tickets from a drawer, placed them
in a box face downwards, and asked them to draw one in turn. The
two even numbers go together and the two odd numbers. The men
take a yellow slip and the girls a red one ..."
With that he walked over to the box, placed it on the table
and said, "Go ahead, David."
David reached for one of the yellow slips and turned it over.
It was 3.
"Now I'll take mine," said John. "It must of course be an
even number." And with that he drew the 4. "Now your turn,
Ursula."
Ursula put her hand in the box, drew a red slip and then
turned it over. "It's the 6," she said.
David looked in astonishment at John.
"Well that settles it," John said. "It's me and Ursula,
David and Carol ..."
"But ..." David began, "Carol's my sister. I can't screw my
own sister ..."
"Yes you can, and you're going to," said John firmly.
"Anyway, Ursula and I have plenty of chances to fuck each other,
it'll be quite a change to see you fucking Carol."
David looked flustered and turned to Carol. "I don't know
what to say, Carol. Do you want me to?"
Carol lifted her lovely head. There was a strange look in
her face as she spoke. "Well, if that is the rule of the game we
have to play it. That's all there is to it. Let's get on with
it."
With that she walked towards the bed and began to undress.
She took off her shoes, then lifted her sweater over her head,
threw it on the floor and released the zip of her skirt. She
stood there in her white bra, girdle, panties and stockings,
looking at David. David did not move. He looked at his sister
with a strange mixture of horror and lust.
"My God," he thought, "she really means it!"
It had never crossed his mind that he would one day find
himself presented with a situation where he was expected to fuck
his sister, least of all in the home of his sister's husband, and
even more staggering in front of her husband and the husband's
daughter by his first wife. He didn't know how to face it. He
had never even thought about fucking Carol. But he had come here
and had been ready to accept the suggestion that he should fuck
the fourteen-year-old Ursula and he had felt excitement at the
prospect. Girls of that age didn't come his way that easily and
this was a chance he didn't want to miss. But to fuck his own
sister?
And there his sister was standing in her underwear waiting
for him to take her.
She looked at him challengingly, her eyes blazing with
excitement. Her tits jutted out in her brassiere and the lovely
womanly hips molded her girdle. Below her panties her lovely long
legs, slightly parted, seemed to invite him.
"Well?" Carol asked.
David slowly began to take off his clothes. The father and
daughter looked at him as he did so, waiting to see him in the
nude. John wondered whether the man was roused, or whether,
perhaps, some inhibition feeling about his sister would prevent
him from getting a good erection. Ursula wanted to see the size
of his cock so that she would know what to expect later.
As he slowly took off his jacket, unbuttoned his tie, threw
off his shoes and began to unbutton his shirt, his sister took off
her brassiere and stood there with her sensual breasts
provocatively jutting from her body. She then took off her
panties, undid the stocking fastened to the girdle, slipped them
off, and now pulled the girdle down her legs. She stood there
naked. Her luscious titties heaved as she waited and the
challenge of her body almost terrified her brother. He had never
seen her nude before, and he could scarcely believe that he was
about to fuck anything so beautiful. He was now torn with a
strange desire to rush at her, but at the same time his
inhibitions pulled him the other way.
It was a fantastic moment for David and he hardly knew what
he was doing as he took off his shirt and now began to unbutton
his trousers. At last he took them off and stood naked except for
his briefs.
At once it could be seen that he was roused. His cock jutted
through his blue shorts, and it was evident that it was of
substantial size. Very gradually he divested himself of his
shorts and now stood naked in front of his sister and the two
others.
He was dark like his sister, but broad and powerfully built.
His prick was above average length and very thick. It stood
erect, jutting from a mass of black pubic hair.
He felt a new excitement as his body was revealed to his
sister's eyes, and he saw that she was herself moved by what she
saw. He saw no way out now, and in any case he had suddenly
decided that he must frig her. He was roused to a new type of
excitement by the sight of Carol in the nude and the thought of
having her, a kind of sex excitement he had never experienced
before.
He stepped over to her and touched her lightly on the
shoulder, his chest almost touching her nipples.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Carol?" he asked her quietly.
"It's obvious, isn't it? And you want me, don't you?"
David did not speak. He placed his hand on the back of her
shoulder and led her to the bed. She got on the bed and lay down
waiting for her brother to begin.
As she lay back David got on the bed at her side and taking
her head in his hands he bent down and kissed her gently on the
lips. But as soon as their lips touched it was as if some
diabolical spark had jumped across the gap between them. As if
drawn by magnetism their lips met and within a moment they were
kissing each other with a violence that John with all his sexual
experience had never seen before. The girl dragged her brother on
top of her and pulled his lips to hers; he crushed her lovely
mouth in hers, forced his tongue in, and began to rake and probe
her with sensual passion.
He was on top of her and his prick sought her vagina. He
rapidly guided it to the opening and within seconds he was deep
inside her, his prick embedded in her receptive warm cunt.
Carol now clung to her brother, entwined her legs round him
and began to arch her body so as to meet his now moving pecker.
He forced his prick into her and was soon pounding away at her
twat with long, probing strokes.
Now as he fucked his beautiful sister, as his very thick cock
entered her vagina and reached into her luscious cunt, he admitted
to himself that this was what he had always wanted. He knew that
she would kiss just like that, and that her body would be
receptive and sensual and that her cunt was the most luscious
pussy in the world. He recalled a day four or five years ago when
he had entered her room to see her standing naked. But he had
only seen her back, the fine roundness of her buttocks, and the
lovely naked legs. At that moment he had repressed a desire to
rush forward and grab her to him. Now he was actually fucking
her, fucking his sister as a result of drawing lots. Suppose it
had been the other way round! He would never have had this
fantastic experience, this wonderful joy of taking and seducing
the lovely Carol. He forced his cock as deep as he could so that
their pelvic bones crashed together, their pubic hair
intermingling. In and out he rammed his prick as Carol moaned
beneath him, moaning for him to take her completely.
She had always expected her brother would be like this,
reticent, shy perhaps, but a humper to be reckoned with when it
came to the point. She could feel his big prick thrusting inside
her as his sensual lips continued to crush hers and his tongue
probed her mouth. He was strong and he held her in an iron grip
as he pounded into her twat. Yes, she wanted him to fuck her,
fuck her as hard as he could, to take her and use her to the
ultimate moment when their cock and cunt would seem to merge. Let
him smash that thick cock home, let him grind her to pieces, she
wanted him, wanted him to have the complete knowledge of her that
could only come from the absolute consummation of fucking!
Now he was coming to his peak and as he did so she began to
cry out herself.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. Now fuck me as you've never fucked
before, David. Fuck me so that we come at the same time. Oh God,
come now, come now, NOW! Fuck me, my darling brother!"
And at that moment they came in one frantic orgasm; they came
together in a final splitting consummation as the man poured his
hot scalding spunk scum into her incestuous cunt-hole, and as her
own cunt-juices flowed freely over his ravishing cock.
He released jet and jet of hot colomy sperm into his sister.
Never before had his throbbing prick seemed so eager to give up
its load, to continue to give its semen, to go on giving its cock-
juice as if indefinitely. Never before had Carol had a man who
had jerked so much scum into her cunt, so much hot scalding
seminal liquid into the deepest recesses of her most private
passage.
They lay back together, exhausted, their incestuous fuck
complete and consummated. Then they talked gentle words of love
as they relaxed from each other, the man holding his sister's hand
and kissing her gently on the lips.
Chapter 6
Now it was time for Ursula.
John was already naked and fondling the girl's well-rounded
teenage titties when David and Carol stirred themselves into
action.
"I'd like you to suck my prick for a little while, Ursula,
and later David and I will frig you together. While you suck me,
it would be a good idea, I think, if you, Carol, and David got her
asshole ready.
With that John sat at the edge of the bed, his prick waiting
for the young girl's lips.
Ursula was soon sucking it avidly and within seconds she had
brought on an enormous erection in her father. She sucked the
large dick-head as she bent forward, taking the entire length of
his prick into her mouth from time to time. While she sucked and
licked her father's cock, David now roused at the thought of
screwing the young girl as well, was leaning forward and opening
the small anal entrance. As he did so Carol, impelled by some new
desire, bent forward and brought her lips to the small hole. Soon
she was probing the girl's rectum with her tongue, David doing his
best to part the opening as much as possible to ease entry. Then
gradually as Ursula bent forward to take in the full extent of her
father's prick, Carol's lips moved down to the girl's exposed slit
and she began to lick and probe her tongue at the girl's vagina.
But the time had come for the two men to fuck the girl. John
was almost at the point of orgasm so he had to ask Ursula to
relinquish his cock or he would not be able to fuck her for some
time. And David was roused to such a pitch that his dick was
already erect and he could scarcely wait to plunge it into the
girl's asshole.
John said he would lie on the bed, and that Ursula should get
on top of him, face down, and that David should fuck her from
behind.
The girl mounted her father and his cock entered her cunt
with ease.
She sat astride him and he pulled her forward onto his chest.
Now Carol forced the lubricant up her asshole and David got on the
bed, at first in a kneeling position, so that he could guide his
cock into the girl's anus.
The moment had come for the fourteen-year-old; the moment
when two grown-up men would take her and violate her at the same
time. But she was wanting it to happen to her, and already she
was excited by the father's huge, stiff cock as he moved up to
force it deep into her vagina.
Then David leaned forward and pressed his dick-head against
the brown hole. Positioning himself, he guided his prick into the
entrance and then lunged forward. As he did so the girl screamed
out in agony, "Uuuuuggghh! Ow, ooooohhhh! Uuuuugggghhh! You're
hurting me. Ooooo! Oh!"
But it was too late. The man's prick had buried itself to
the hilt in the girl's anus and she was now sandwiched between the
two men.
It was a new and terrible experience. She felt that she was
spiked as if on a railing, a huge prick sticking into her vagina,
and another pressing deep up into her asshole. But already she
could see that it was going to be terribly exciting.
He father worked his cock slowly up and down her vagina, and
as he did so he could feel the pressure of David's cock through
the thin membrane separating her vagina and asshole. Gradually
David was able to work in the same rhythm and the two dick-heads
moved up and down the girl's passages, pressing against each other
with a strange lewd thrill through the membrane.
John had been roused almost to the point of orgasm by the
girl's sucking his prick, and he was soon at the point of coming,
while David, after fucking his sister was now carried away with
lust at the feel of his prick in the tight asshole of the girl.
They were both close to orgasm as they frigged their pricks in
unison.
As they thrust up the girl's two passages together for about
the twentieth time their climax could not be delayed any longer
and as John felt David's cock begin to jerk through the membrane
he moved in a final thrust to bring his prick to the very top of
his daughter's vagina. With that his climax came, and he was
spurting his sperm into her womb. As his cock jerked and throbbed
against the membrane separating the two passages, David let go and
felt his own scum spurting into the girl's asshole. The two men
moved and groaned as they completed their orgasms, splashing and
jerking their hot sperm into the girl in great spasms.
The girl was too excited to do more than let them do what
they wanted with her. She could hardly move and her whole feeling
seemed to be concentrated in her two passages. She was unaware of
anything but the two pricks in her body, two pricks now spurting
their sperm into her, scalding and burning her as she tried to
squirm and reach her own climax. As the two men began to subside
from the comes, she moved her body on the two pricks and in one
great gasp of joy she flooded her cunt-juices over her father's
cock.
* * * * *
It was time now for David to fuck Ursula, and for John to
screw his wife. David took the girl to the guest room and after
making love to her for a while he began to fuck her with all the
vigor at his command. Now he was really screwing the child. She
was at his mercy and he was going to enjoy himself. He slammed
his cock in and out of her cunt, gripping her asscheeks in his
strong hands as he did so, and pulling her to him to meet his
thrusts with cruel force. The girl moaned and cried out with
pleasure as the man fucked her brutally, ravishing her and
violating her girlish passage. He finally reached his climax
after ten minutes pounding effort, by which time the girl was in a
dream land, scarcely knowing what was happening to her.
He finally rammed his cock home to spurt his semen for the
first time into her waiting vagina. The girl lay back almost
unconscious from the exhausting frigging experiences of the
evening.
Meanwhile John was fucking Carol. They had come together
again, renewed from their various experiences, but knowing that
each time they had more to give to each other than ever before.
John was kissing his wife's lips gently and his cock was
moving slowly and rhythmically inside her welcoming cunt. She was
clinging to him tightly so that her breasts were crushed against
his chest. Then, gradually, he began to fuck her in real earnest.
Now he was fucking the best woman he had ever had, and somehow his
lust was sharpened by the fact that David had fucked her an hour
or so ago. Indeed, his prick was moving up and down a vagina
lubricated by another man's semen.
As his prick raked her cunt, rubbed against her cervix, and
he felt his orgasm build up in his lower body, Carol began to cry
out to him. She first asked him to fuck her, but her cries grew
more excited as he probed her innermost being.
"Tonight you must hump me more fully than ever. You've got
to fuck me as you've never fucked me before, John. Do you
understand? Fuck me, fuck me for ever!" The girl screamed at him
with desire as he rammed his cock into her cunt with renewed
energy and lust as her cries provoked him to the limit of his
powers.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she continued to cry and then she moaned
and sobbed as her husband frigged her cunt.
Now he was reaching a frenzied climax and he could give no
more. Within seconds he must come and splash home his sperm into
his wife's cunt. And as he did so the girl heaved her body to
meet him so that his prick was forced into the very uterus itself,
ramming home as his hot scum scalded her insides.
Now it was the moment of perfection as John and Carol reached
their fantastic and frenzied consummation that left behind all
other orgasms of their lives together.
The weekend was spent by the four of them in more family
frigging and by Monday morning they had been together in every
possible combination. And it was agreed that within another few
weeks they should get together for the same purpose. It would be
wonderful, Carol thought, to be fucked by her brother again, and
John looked forward impatiently to fucking his daughter as well as
buggering her asshole while David fucked her. John was also
looking forward to watching David bugger his wife as that
interesting prick and asshole situation had been omitted from
their first weekend.
The End
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