Message-ID: <3995eli$9709111427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: TheEditor Subject: NEW The Family Haven Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: 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. 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