Robert Vickers - Daughter_s nasty itch

His hand on her belly made her break out in gooseflesh. The bumps spread like wildfire all over her belly, her tits up her arms and even her numbed fingers seemed to get some of the vital spark he imparted.

"You about ready?" the youth asked callously. His other hand grabbed at her crotch. She groaned as his fingers brutally squeezed down on her pussy mound. "Yeah, you’re wet. Wet and ready to fuck!"

The words blazed across her mind. He was right!

His abuse had gotten her hot and wet and ready for anything-anything, that is, as long as it was his loving, hard and powerful cock!

Agile fingers worked at the snaps on her jeans. He skinned them off her and tossed them to one side. She tried fighting him off a little until she discovered he was too strong. Everything she did only added to the growing pain in her upper arms. Her shoulders protested being hung up like this. Her legs lacked the power to really kick her brother, too. Trying to stand on tiptoe like she was robbed her of all her strength.

He didn’t seem interested in stripping off her shirt or her bra. The jeans were tossed aside as if they didn’t matter leaving her clad only in her white cotton panties.

"Got another pair of those damned things, huh?" he scoffed. He ran his cool fingers under the band of her panties and looked into her eye. Then he yanked.

She screamed. The pain of the elastic band cutting into her flesh added to the general agony she felt. The panties didn’t give way entirely under his brutal assault. Her brother yanked again. The tearing noise of the fabric filled the cool, still night. A third jerk and the panties came off her body in tatters.

"Either wear sexy panties or don’t wear anything at all in the future," he told her. "Those damned things offend me."

She moaned softly as he thrust his hand back onto her pussy mound. His fingers worked strongly, powerfully, probingly against her fleece covered pubis. Then he parted her cunt lips. The juices flowed out and drenched his hand. His finger stroked along one edge of her blue-tinged, gently scalloped cunt lips. She was writhing and tossing around trying to escape-or get her cunt more firmly pressed into the cup of his hands.

"You like that, don’t you, you dumb bitch? Tell me what you want! Tell me!"

"I… I want your prick," she sobbed. "I want to feel it fucking me. My cunt! Oh, it hurts! My cunt hurts so baaaaad!"

"But you want this to enter your gooey pussy and fuck, isn’t that right?" In his other hand he held his prick. In. the dim night light it appeared to be some sort of glowing rod. The purpled head seemed larger than it had before and the shaft underneath pulsed with obvious virile power.

"Yessss!"

His hands gripped her cunt again and a finger shot into her cunt hole. The girl screamed. The feelings assaulting her body were new and different to her. She’d thought she had experienced it all. She was wrong. The pleasure from his finger mixed with the pain across her shoulders, the agony from her straining legs. He finger fucked her for a few seconds until her legs lifted off the ground and tried to circle his waist. She wanted to pull him in to her pussy where she could get his cock into her pit of seething passion.

"My cunt!" she begged. "Fuck my cunt with that big, swollen prick of yours. I need it!"

"So you think you need my cock, huh?" her brother tormented her. "Let’s see how much you really want my fat cock fucking you."

His hands went around her body and cupped her fleshy asscheeks. With a strong movement, he pulled. Her legs left the ground supporting her entire weight on her arms. She almost passed out from the pain. With her legs on either side of her brother’s body, however, she could swing forward and jam her cunt clown towards his prick.

Which is exactly what she did. She was rewarded with the feathery touch of his glans across her cunt lips. This was almost enough to make the girl go on. She was denied this when her brother simply dropped her.

She swung to and fro, dangling from the limb tied with the rough rope. Her wrists were being cut through by the rope but she didn’t care about that or the pain in her body. The longing in her pussy outstripped any pain she might feel. She had to have cock!

"Fuck me, please, fuck meeeee!"

He came up to her, then lowered his hips. He shoved his hips forward until his cock was immediately under her gaping cunt. She tried to spread her legs wide and found the only way she could do it was to put her weight entirely on her arms. She wanted his prick that badly.

He rose up toward her pussy, his cock looking like the nosecone of a missile on a launching pad. When his knobby glans collided with her cunt lips, she came. The sensations blasting through her body had reached the point where she could no longer control, them.

As soon as the throes of her desire had died down a little, she felt his cock nudging into her pussy lips again. She cried out; "Do it! Stuff that mighty, steely prick into me! Fuck me gooooood!"

He didn’t seem to notice her pleas. He straightened his legs a bit more and drove about an inch of cock into her pussy. She shivered with carnal need. The youth gave her another inch and then another and another until he was inside her seething hot, juicy cunt. He fucked her with such slow strokes, her pussy had all the time in the world to expand and take his huge circumference.

"Like it, don’t you, you stupid bitch? You’ll do anything to have a real stud fucking your tight little cunt. Say it!"

"Yes, yes! Anything as long as you fuck me. Ride me, ride me hard!"

The passions in her tender body were out of control. She no longer said what she wanted to say. This was totally wrong. She wanted to tell her brother what a depraved, vicious animal he was. Instead, her mouth uttered the words the youth wanted to hear. She would do anything to get his prick buried balls deep in her cunt.

He reached under her again and cupped her buttocks in strong fingers. He squeezed down, then began separating the asscheeks. She felt as if he was trying to rip the flesh from her body. In addition to the pain, though, came an unexpected delight. Her cunt tensed and tightened around his buried cock.

She felt as if a telephone pole had been shoved into her fuck tunnel.

"Give it to me," she shrieked. "Fuck me gooood! Give it all to me. Drive that spike up my guts!"

He began swinging her back and forth on the free limb. She acted just like a pendulum. As she swung back, his prick slipped from her slick cunt. He held her at the backside of the swing, his cock just inside the mouth of her pussy. Then he pulled her strongly back into his couch. His cock drove mercilessly into her exposed snatch. He did this faster and faster until the friction mounted.

The girl went wild with lust. She couldn’t control her body any longer. It begged for that cock torturing her. She had to have it sunk all the way up into her guts.

She felt the burning friction light fifes of desire an along her cunt walls. She twitched and shivered and tried to escape as much as she strove to shove her cunt down even harder onto the impaling spike of her brother’s cock. The girl was too confused to know exactly what she did want to do.

Then it all came to her. She had to fuck her brother. She had to do whatever he commanded her to do. She was helpless. She was fled to the free limb and there was no way she could escape. Totally lacking the means to get the ropes off her wrists, she had to obey his every wish.

The idea of being tied up and raped by swinging back and forth struck her as so completely sexy she couldn’t bear it. She came again. The cock drilled harder into her tight, slippery cunt. She tensed her pussy walls in an attempt to hang onto her brother’s fucking cock. The liquid gushing noise filled the night air and rivaled the harsh pants and tiny, trapped animal moans she heard coming from her own lips.