Robert Vickers - Daughter_s nasty itch

Going around, fucking anything that moved, male or female, human or animal, wasn’t a pleasing thought for her. Keeping all the fucking in the family might seem odd, but it had a certain privacy to it that being a nympho didn’t. How could she control herself? Her sexual needs were already gnawing away at her guts and she was bone tired!

The girl got up and looked down at her half-packed suitcase. She would run away just as she planned. She would have to do it until she was positive she wouldn’t disgrace the rest of the family with her unbridled sexual desires.

Melinda slowly packed, wondering if any other teenager ever had this unique problem. She doubted it. Never had a girl had a family quite like hers.

A step-father whose secret was balling his own daughter. A brother who avidly screwed his new half-sister. A mother who didn’t care if all her kids joined in while her husband fucked her up the ass.

Melinda doubted this situation had ever existed. She had to get away from it so she could take a long, hard look at her life and where she was going. She was too uptight and confused to be able to do a good job of it in the same house as Eddie-and Dan and Laurie and her very own mother.

The blonde teenager sneaked out the back door and crossed the dew-dampened grass. She hadn’t bothered to put on her shoes. The grass was cool under her bare feet and she felt like running. By the time she crossed the backyard and reached the concrete driveway, she was feeling better.

She stopped for a moment and looked at her house. The wood frame house loomed dark and friendly to her. The tree just a few feet away spread its long branches as if welcoming her. But this wasn’t for her. She didn’t belong in a house where fucking was such a wide-open occurrence. She felt out of place and uncomfortable with it.

Her sexuality was too new for her to control. The girl feared she might run wild and ruin her entire life fucking anything that moved. She had to leave.

The cars whizzed by in the street. For a moment, she considered hitchhiking. The stories she’d heard about what motorists did to girls who had the nerve to hitchhike made her hesitate. Besides, it might be some time before her beauty attracted a nighttime driver. Best to start walking and get away from the house. She didn’t want any of her family stopping her.

"What the hell are you doing, Sis?" came the demand from the shadows around the garage. Startled she looked up and saw Dan standing behind her, his arms crossed, on his broad chest. He carried a length of coarse hemp rope in his hands, the obvious reason he’d gone into the garage. "I’m doing nothing, Dan. Really."

"With a suitcase? At this time of night. Are you trying to run away from home? Aren’t you a little old for that kind of stupidity?"

"No!" she blurted. And Melinda ended up telling her brother all her fern of becoming a nymphomaniac. The girl let it all gush out. When she’d finished, she felt weak and drained. She sat down on her suitcase, the cold cement beneath her bare feet.

"Shit," said Dan. "That’s the dumbest thing I ever heard. It’s not possible for a human being to get too much sex. If your body doesn’t want anymore, you stop responding. If you can fuck all night long-I mean literally ball all night long-then That’s normal for you."

"No, Dan, it’s not right the way I feel."

"And the way you feel is attracted, right? You feel attracted to your own daddy and sister and mother and brother?" He looked at her with an add gleam in his eye. "You can’t handle the fact that your own darling brother fucked you for the first time and you loved it. Admit it, you loved every singe instant of the time I popped your diary."

"Don’t be disgusting, Dan," she started to say. She never finished her sentence. The youth rushed In, Its strong arms circling hers. He picked her up with contemptuous ease and dragged her kicking and protesting to the large tree standing in the yard.

"Stop it, Dan," she cried, "Stop this right now!" "Shut up. I’m doing this for your own good." He tightened his hold on her trim body. She really fought him now and he had to work to get her to the tree. The rope trailed behind them. Holding the girl’s body against the tree trunk with one hand, Dan pulled the tope to him with Ate other. The long, coarse hemp rope grated against his fingers. It would be perfect for what he was going to do with it.

"I don’t know what makes you do things like this, Dan!" the girl cried. "Let me go!"

"Hell no, Melinda. I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before and I’m going to show you how great it can be!"

"You animal!"

Still, the girl felt strange stirrings in her body. This was the very thing she had wanted to avoid. She couldn’t control the way she felt. Dan had lit the fires of carnal lust in her loins and now they refused to go out. No matter how much he fucked her, the fires of lust would remain inside her belly, burning and searing and gnawing away at her.

She couldn’t get enough fucking.

She had to escape. With her pussy aching from the balling she’d already gotten that evening and her asshole burning with the memory of her new daddy’s prick reaming her out, she fought. She kicked and clawed at her brother. He was too strong for her.

One wrist was circled with the rough rope. Dan tossed the end of the rope over a tree limb and hoisted Melinda up till she had to stand on tiptoe. This gave him the chance to tie her other wrist over the tree branch. She stood on tiptoe, barely touching the ground, her body straining to keep from bursting into a wild orgy of desire.

She hated herself for the way she felt. It was damned sexy being fled up by her brother. And he’d told her he was going to fuck her. The girl’s pussy had already begun to chum and ooze out its sluggish fuck juices. It wouldn’t be much longer before he actually thrust his prick all the way up into her gooey twat and fucked her with all the strength locked up in his powerful body.

"Yeah," Dan said in satisfaction. "You make a damned nice looking sight." She dangled from the limb with her wrists securely fastened. The way her arm stretched overhead made her tits flatten out. Her belly remained taut and delightful and her ass was tighter than normal. Every muscle in her legs was accentuated and never had the teenager looked more desirable to her brother.

He was going to give her a fucking she wouldn’t soon forget. But first he had to make sure she was really ready for it. And he knew words were the way to get her hot to trot.

"I’m going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours," he said, choosing the words with care. "I had to tie you up first to make sure you were helpless. You can’t struggle now. You can’t move without me willing it first. This is going to be done by me. Me! You can’t do a goddamn thing to stop me, either."

She felt his words as if they had been hammers striking her body. Fuck her. Tied up. Helpless. At his mercy. She couldn’t fight him. The ropes bit into her wrists and her leg muscles were already beginning to feel the strain of supporting her full weight on her toes. Shivers of pain lanced into her legs. Then the tiny sparks of agony burned brighter and turned into real pain that stabbed into her guts.

Dan came over and gently pushed against her tits. The feathery touch was electric. She almost came. The sexual tensions in her body surprised her. She’d thought she was angry. She wasn’t. She was turned on by the prospect of what he was going to do to her while she was tied up and completely at his mercy.

She felt the excited blood pumping into her tits, expanding the smooth cones of titflesh and making the nipples grow in size until they seemed to be red-tipped fingers pointing at her brother.