Harry Stevens: Incest daughter

Vicki Wallace stared at Duke Morrison's stiff cock. Even in the semi-darkness the view was perfect. Duke's prick was throbbing in her face.

Vicki shifted her shoulders against the car door. But it was wasted energy because she couldn't really move. Duke had her trapped. It was clear he wasn't going to let her off the hook until he fucked her in the mouth.

There was no use fighting him, Vicki realized. She knew she had asked for this. Duke Morrison bragged to everybody that he only dated girls who put out. When she had flirted with him at school and all but dared him to ask her out, she had guaranteed that Duke would put the make on her.

It was just that Vicki hadn't expected things to be this rough. She knew Duke's reputation as a cocksman, but she hadn't expected him to be such an animal.

If only, Vicki thought, she could cool things down a little. There was nothing wrong with Duke's cock in itself. She wouldn't mind sucking it at all. It was just that she didn't care to be mouth-raped.

"Listen, Duke," Vicki spoke up, "why don't you take it easy? I'll eat your prick. Right down to your balls. But I take pride in what I do. When I suck a guy's cock, I like to take my time and get things right."

"Forget it. All that fancy sucking and licking takes too much time," Duke sneered. "I don't want just some crummy blow-job. Goddamn it, I wanna fuck some mouth!"

"Oh, you'll be fucking my mouth soon enough," Vicki purred. "And I'll be digging it. It's just that my lips and tongued like to get to know your sweet cock before I deep-throat it. C'mon, Duke, let me do my thing."

Duke laughed out loud.

"Never little cunt," he said between gulps of laughter. "You honestly think that Duke Morrison lets any chick tell him what to do?"

"I just thought…" Vicki began.

She didn't gets chance to finish. While her mouth was open in mid-sentence, Duke crammed his thick prick halfway down her throat.

"Eat my cock, bitch!" Duke demanded. "You know you dig it this way."

Duke's hips pushed against Vicki's face. His hard-on shoved, straining to bury itself to his fat balls in Vicki's mouth.

Then Duke relaxed. Vicki's soft lips were rinsing the root of his prick. She'd been forced to swallow his entire cock.

"Now the fun really begins," Duke leered. "I don't know how many cocks you've sucked, Vicki baby, but nobody's ever fucked your mouth the way Duke Morrison's gonna fuck it. I guarantee it."

Duke's hips began to rock, slowly at first. Thai the tempo picked up. Duke's ass rolled along with his hips, the lower half of his body shimmying in a classic screwing motion.

Vicki gagged on his cock and choked for breath. Her skull banged against the door window from the brutal mouth-fucking.

Duke's sour-smelling crotch cupped her face. Vicki's nostrils burned from the combined scent of stale sweat and piss that reeked from his wiry pubic hair.

Since resistance was impossible, Vicki knew that her best chance of freeing her mouth from Duke's cock was to take a load of hot cum down her throat. She guessed she'd have to swallow every drop of jizz in the bargain.

It was okay, Vicki decided. She could stand it.

She had already drunk enough cum to know a few ounces more could hardly hurt her.

Besides, she wanted to keep Duke happy, even if he was an animal. Let him fuck her in the mouth so long as he got around to fucking her where it really counted. For this was one of those nights when Vicki would do anything for a cock in her cunt.

Vicki didn't care about Duke's character. All she had ever been interest in was his prick. His prick and what it might be able to do for her once it was pumping in her tight pussy.

Vicki wasn't interested in relationships. Nor even in fucking in itself. What she was searching for was something, which went beyond mere sex.

Her first climax.

Vicki could not feel like a real woman, until she had come. And, so far, this had never happened. Her cunt ached for the first orgasm.

Somewhere, Vicki told herself, there was, a guy who could get her off. She just had to keep fucking all corners until Mr. Right's cock was finally in her pussy.

But, right now, there was a mouth-fuck for Vicki to handle. Duke was grinding his hips in her face, driving his thick cock down her throat.

"There are plenty of chicks who'd cut off their left tit for Duke Morrison to feed them his prick," he boasted. "Hope you know how lucky you are, bitch."

He reached behind Vicki and tripped the door handle. When the door popped open, Vicki's head snapped back. Duke was right on top of her, the top half of his body hanging out of the car.

Duke used Vicki's tipped mouth like a cunt, his ass bobbing up and down, his prick moving in and out with jabbing thrusts.

"Gonna come pretty quick," Duke warned. "Really shoot it into you, you lucky bitch. The hottest, thickest load of cum you ever tasted. More jizz than you thought could come out of a guy's cock. And you know what, Vicki baby?"

He grunted before answering himself, slamming his cock to the depths of Vicki's throat.

"You're gonna suck down every drop of my sweet cum. Suck my cock bone dry."

He grunted again. His prick lurched and his balls jumped against Vicki's chin.

A wad of cum belted down Vicki's throat. Then another, and another.

Duke's jizz was scalding. And he hadn't lied when he'd promised a lot of it.

Vicki gulped down the cum as fast as it spurted. It warmed her belly, but gave her no pleasure. As far as she was concerned she was just doing a job.

"Not bad, bitch," Duke said when his prick was drained. When be pulled his cock from Vicki's mouth, it glistened with her spit without a trace of leftover cum.

Vicki, however, was interested in another feature of Duke's prick. Weakened by coming, his cock was at half-mast. Vicki's crotch tingled in anticipation of the fuck her pussy craved, as she vowed to put the steel back in Duke's prick.

"Is that all you're going to do to me?" Vicki asked when Duke pulled from on top of her.

"I came in your mouth. What more do you want?" Duke coarsely taunted. "I'm satisfied. That's all that counts. Besides, don't want to wear out the equipment."

Grinning, he stroked his prick as though it were gold.

"Don't be cute, Duke," Vicki challenged him. "Boys aren't the only ones who listen to locker room talk. I could tell the girls a few things about my date with the great Duke Morrison."

"Like what?"

"Try this on for size. I was hot to trot and couldn't even get the great Duke Morrison to fuck me. All he wanted was a damn blow-job."

Vicki's brown eyes flickered, as she gave Duke her best shot.

"Shit, Duke, everybody knows that any fag could suck your cock. There are plenty of queers at school who could drink your cum well as I did. But there's no damn fag with a live, wet pussy between his legs."

"Are you calling me gay?" Duke snapped. "I don't know," Vicki smirked, propping herself on her elbows. "Let's find out."

She opened her legs in Duke's face. Her skirt slid up her spread thighs, revealing her crotch. Her flimsy panties were a blue ribbon in the crack of her cunt, her blonde pubic hair bristling and her pussy lips bulging.

"I'm wet," Vicki murmured. "Here, see for yourself."

She drew a finger up the slit of her cunt, snagging a glob of pussy juice. Then she passed it under Duke's wrinkling nose, before wiping it on his lips.

"Sweeeet," Duke automatically sighed.

His eyes were riveted to Vicki's cunt. She removed her panties from her crack and tugged than to one side, pulling a pussy lip along with them. Now her creamy cunt was wide-open. It and Duke drooled with arousal.

"Still satisfied with just fucking my mouth?" Vicki teased, as she showed off the pink interior of her cunt.