Sean Harris - Annie_s Dirty Diary

He’s too big for anything but a full grown woman, Linda thought in a kind of horrified daze. He’ll hurt her. He’ll tear her poor little cunny in half. He‘s just too damn big!

But contrary to Linda’s expectations, she watched as her husband speared Annie from behind with his cock. She writhed as she watched the girl’s hairless, pink-lipped cunt gape open to receive her husband’s thick stem. And she cringed inwardly as Annie gurgled words and sounds of intense, indescribably delicious pleasure.

But there was nothing Linda could do. Transfixed by the shock of seeing what was actually happening, she was reduced to being a spectator with a ringside seat at an incest orgy.

When Bob slipped his hot pecker out of his daughter’s writhing snatch, Linda wanted to yell. His cock head flashed bright pink for an instant, and then he was plunging it back into Annie’s soft asshole.

Linda gurgled with shame and desire and jealousy, then. She couldn’t believe the ease with which it sank into Annie’s butt hole even as the little girl begged her father to punish her. And Linda remembered how difficult it was for her to grant Bob that special pleasure.

She had always liked it. But she had also always pretended to hate it at the same time. Her cunt was quivering with suppressed longing as she watched Bob slip the meat in his daughter’s asshole And she was doubly incensed when she realized what glee and joy her daughter took in being ass fucked by her very own father.

Linda concealed part of her own reaction with rage. But there was also no doubt in her own mind by then that she was jealous-of her own daughter!

The shame of the situation washed over her like a breaking wave. Her husband apparently preferred his own twelve-year-old daughter to her. Even when it came to ass fucking, Linda was mortified.

They were gasping and writhing against each other, making the most of Bob’s long, hard cock twisting in Annie’s tight, greasy hole when they came and Bob flooded his daughter’s ass with hot semen. And Linda screamed deep in her throat and they both looked up, as if on signal.

And saw her standing there!

She didn’t do anything or say anything. There was nothing she could add to the scene. Linda knew that much. What would happen would happen with or without her at that moment. To stamp for the door dreaming for a divorce would be useless.

She had to do something else, something constructive. And that, she was sure, required cool thinking.

Her mind was in turmoil. But Linda looked her husband in the eye and said, coolly, “I missed you, darling!”

Bob Preston was momentarily befuddled. He’d expected anything but that-but a casual acceptance of his transgression.

“Honey… I… I don’t know what… to say about this. Believe me… I…

“ He stuttered terribly searching for an explanation about why he had his daughter’s asshole plugged with his cock while his semen leaked out of her in big drops.

He needn’t have bothered trying to explain.

“I’ll see you upstairs in five minutes,” Linda said haughtily. Then she turned, her robe swirling around her to show off her full, mature figure, before she walked back to the house.

Bob Preston backed off his daughter. His cock was completely soft-finally-and it pulled out of Annie’s hole with a definite plop sound. “I… I have to go … to talk to your mother,” he mumbled. He pulled on the robe he had shed midway through their sexual activities. It was still sweaty.

“You’ll be all right, won’t you, darling?” Preston asked his daughter worriedly. “I mean, you’re not hurt or anything, are you?”

“No, Daddy,” Annie said. And she meant it. She wasn’t hurt at all. In fact, she felt pretty good. The continuous sexual throb that had dominated her whole body all day seemed to be diminishing.

When her daddy pulled his cock out of her butt, it felt pretty good. The freedom was invigorating. She wiggled her butt and enjoyed the unrestrained activity.

Bob Preston pulled his robe on, covering his hairy chest and legs. Now that his cock was loose and limp, even that didn’t show. “You’re sure, darling?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Annie said. And she was sure. Except as she watched him go out the door, she wondered why she hadn’t thought to lick his penis until it was all clean and bard before he went upstairs to mother.

Annie didn’t know what sense it was that she was operating on, but she was sure that she could have made him clean and hard before he got to her mommy’s room.

And that was sure to improve things for her daddy, she was sure.

Without knowing it, Annie was so like her mother sexually that she could guess what the older, more mature woman was likely to do. In fact, exactly what her mother was going to do.

It wasn’t a hard guess.

It was just that Annie realized that so long as there were hard cocks and soft cunts, her mother was going to get one to drill the other with the most force she could raise-and negotiate later.

Bob Preston was on his way to a fucking without even knowing it.

But both his daughter and his wife knew.

Unwittingly, he was outnumbered.

‘I sure don’t know what got into Momma. She was really weird. And I know she just fucked Daddy until he couldn‘t stand up.

I wonder if she sucked on his cock. I would have.

Dear diary, sometimes I think it’s a waste of time writing things down in you.

You never seem to have any answers.’

Linda Preston was on the white sheets of her bed trembling with a repressed emotional tantrum. It was made up mostly of indignation, fear and jealousy.

Once she got over the emotional shock of seeing her husband pounding his big prick into her daughter’s asshole, her mind skittered off to contemplate a myriad of other things-like the fact that she wasn’t as young as she used to be.

God, she thought, clutching the sheet in her tightly clenched hand, suppose I’m too loose to make him feel good anymore. It happens, damnit, it happens. Maybe that’s why he wants a young, inexperienced girl like Annie. She’s his own daughter, and it’s disgusting. But… but maybe her cunt is more slippery and sexy than mine. Maybe that’s the reason he’s leaving me for her. Maybe I don’t fuck enough!

By the time Bob Preston edged uncertainly~, into the room where his wife was waiting, Linda Preston was as unsure of herself as she could be. All she knew for sure was that her cunt was hot and runny and it needed reassurance that her husband could still provide.

She didn’t want to lose Bob. She wanted to keep him, to love him. Yet she couldn’t just forgive him. Not after what she caught him doing.

The words to talk to him wouldn’t come when he was finally in the room. They froze in her throat and she just stared icily at him.

“Darling,” he said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for fucking Annie.”

“Ass fucking her, you mean, don’t you!” Linda’s voice was a sob. “I could understand if my cunt wasn’t good enough for you anymore. You’ve worn it out.

But why her asshole? Isn’t mine tight enough? Isn’t it good enough for you? Do I turn you off that much, that you have to screw our daughter to get off? Is that it?”

Linda threw her arm across her eyes and started sobbing.

Bob knelt on the, bed. “No, darling! I love you. I love your cunt and your asshole. They’re beautiful and I could stick my cock in them day and night and not get enough. They’re really beautiful and tight and slippery. Jesus, I love fucking your ass more than anything. You have a big, beautiful ass. Not like Annie’s. Not all stingy where I can’t get a handful while I plow it. I love sticking my cock in your ass more than anything…”