Sean Harris - Annie_s Dirty Diary

She didn’t want to let that happen. He might not be able to get stiff again right away, though Annie was willing to suck his big dingus as long and as hard as it took. But she didn’t know how long before her father would be home and somehow she didn’t think he would be happy to find her on the box with Mr. Hal fucking her front and back and having her suck his big thing.

And Annie didn’t want the pleasurable feelings to stop.

Suddenly she pulled her cushiony pussy right off Mr. Hal’s cock and luxuriated in the sudden feeling of desire that ran rampant through her. She tingled all over as she waited for what was going to happen to happen.

“Fuck me in the ass, Mr. Hal,” she cried.

She perked her sweet little butt out where he couldn’t miss it.

And then Annie felt his slimy cock nosing around her bottom hole, slipping and sliding with abandon. She moaned as it stretched her asshole open and then it was going in and in and in.

“Aaaaghhh,” Annie cried. She was ready for it, but it felt so good she couldn’t be silent. She seemed to be as tight as she was when her daddy first jammed it up her butt, though it didn’t seem to hurt as much.

“O, fuck, fuck, fuck my asshole, fuck,” she screamed.

And Hal strove to please the frantic little girl. There was no holding back. He was going to bang her rear as quick as he could. He twisted and drove his cock in like a spike, almost knocking the girl off the box. But she drove her butt back and sank it down on his cock and moaned with the pleasure that she was experiencing. It felt so damn gooooood! She groaned and twitched her ass and felt it flail inside her asshole and she couldn’t stop moving. Her asshole felt like a redhot poker of pleasure was jabbing in and out, in and out.

Hal’s hands played with her little girl breasts. He tweaked and twisted them until they almost hurt. But still they were an uncovered pleasure that Annie loved.

The little girl’s hands were between her own thighs. Her fingers were twined in her own hot box. She was crazy with the feel of them there and orgasm after orgasm swept through her body making her doubly dizzy. Nothing that Hal did had any meaning for her anymore.

And then Hal couldn’t take it anymore. His cock was baked, burned. It was exploding in her turbulent twat His come shot into her and Annie screamed.

Hal may have shouted too. He didn’t know. Neither of them did. They were engrossed with the total feeling of ecstatic pleasure that engulfed them together, joined by the slender link of Hal’s pulsing cock meat pouring out its juice in Annie’s tiny asshole.

They didn’t even hear Bob Preston walk in, straight home from work for a change.

Nor did they see the expression on his face.

At first…

‘I told Daddy everything would be all right, dear diary. I guess he believed me. Boy, his cock is sure super.

There are a lot of things I like him to do with his old pecker, but mostly I like him to fuck me a lot.

That, and having Mr. Hal do it, really turns me on…‘

Bob Preston walked up to his daughter in a daze. He ignored the man behind her.

All he could see was that delicate little body, naked, being jazzed by a cock pushing in and out of her rear.

He knew she was a nymphomaniac. Whoever was fucking her was her victim-like he’d been himself.

“Darling,” he said in a broken voice. “Darling…”

“Don’t cry, Daddy,” Annie said. She touched his face. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

The little girl spread her cunny apart with her fingers and let him look. And, God help him, he looked.

Her little twat was all red and angry looking. It seemed to beckon him and he advanced, unbuttorung his pants.

He didn’t know how it happened, but in seconds his cock was sunk balls deep in her soft slot. She was hot around his sex meat. Her cunny quivered and shook and it was like sticking his pecker in a hot tube of melted butter.

Bob Preston wanted to stop, but he couldn’t.

Hal Green had the same problem. He wanted to pull out and get away. But Annie caught his cock and guided it back to her rear.

In a fog, Hal pressed up against Annie’s warm back. His cock seemed to be having a harder time than before getting in her hole. Finally it popped in. It filled her up so tight it almost hurt Hal.

Bob Preston moaned. And then Annie’s hips were moving like a machine gun.

The girl was in seventh heaven. She had managed to slide both pricks in her front hole. She was stretching to bursting. And she loved it. She loved the sensitive feel of cock sliding against cock in her crowded twat. She loved the feel of being pulled impossibly apart. Annie was enjoying everything about her latest fuck that it was possible to enjoy.

“Harder,” she groaned and she pressed down harder and let her legs hang until she was impaled on the two cocks and dangling from them.

“O, oh, oh,” she moaned, practically sick with the fantastic wonderful feeling of being doubly fucked.

Suddenly her father pressed against her front and sucked her titties and she felt him shooting his come into her hole.

And then, as if triggered by that, Hal too bucked his hips and shot into her, filling her vagina to overflowing until both their white come drooled down her legs.

Hanging on to them, Annie crooned. “You’re both mine, now.”

And she hugged her father and rubbed her ass against Hal.

And she wondered how her mother would fit into their threesome. Because, somehow, Annie knew it was going to go on and on… and on!