Ted Leonard - Daughter_s torment

"You could say that," Clint chuckled.

"Listen," Sharon said, putting a finger to her lips. I just heard my mother moan.

"Want to watch her for while?" Clint asked.

Sharon just laughed and took him by the hand. Together they stood by the door and peered into the living room.

Jim had Sharon's mother bent over his arm. He obviously had his hard-on crushing again her cunt. She was gasping for breath, struggling with him.

"Please, not my little girl," she panted. "I'll do anything you say, but don't hurt my daughter."

Clint slipped his hand inside Sharon's shorts and rubbed her pussy for her. "Sounds to me like she cares about you."

Sharon peeked out again and squeezed Clint's thick cock through his pants. "It sounds that way, but I don't believe it. You know what I think? I think she's turning Jim on. She just wants both of you to fuck her instead of me."

"You don't say," Clint muttered. He looked again and saw Jim forcing the woman down on the sofa.

"I'll do anything, anything," the woman panted. "Just don't fuck my little girl. Please, please, let her alone. I can see you two guys are horny for pussy. I'll take care of both of you, I promise. Please, just let Sharon go and I'll fuck you both nice."

Sharon giggled. "See?" she cooed. "My mother never talks that way! Jim's got her hot to trot!"

"And how about you, kitten?" Clint said, digging a big finger up her cunt-hole. "Are you ready for a good fucking?"

"Mmmmmm, yessss," Sharon whispered.

She really liked Clint's plan. Her mother would never even think of beating her after she got fucked by Jim and Clint.

Sharon was so thankful that she blew Clint's cock before she gave him her hot pussy. Then he fucked her silly.

After he pumped his load of hot cum into her sucking cunt, he exchanged places with Jim. Then Jim fucked Sharon's mouth, cunt and asshole while Clint had a field day with the suddenly horny brunette. Sharon's mother, he discovered, not only had a ravishing body, but a healthy fuck-urge. She fucked like a mink.

Later, as a parting gesture, both Jim and Clint gave their cocks to the woman, while Sharon remained in her room, supposedly raped out of her mind. Clint fucked his big cock up the woman's ass and Jim made her suck his prick and swallow his jism. They left her in a heap on the floor, having fucked her right off the sofa.

Sandra stared glassy-eyed as the two men left the house as calmly as they'd arrived. She moaned when they were gone. She hadn't been fucked like that in years!

Sharon writhed on her bed with her eyes closed and her pink tongue licking sensuously at her ripe lips. Her hands smoothed erotically over her jutting tits. Her legs were splayed wide open and her pussy kept squirming.

Her mother found her that way when she came into the room. For a moment, Sandra Turner thought her little girl had been driven completely out of her mind. Sharon looked so helpless and small on the bed, wiggling and writhing that way. Her sweet little cunt looked all red and abused, dripping an awful lot of silky, glistening cum.

"Oh, Sharon, Sharon!" her mother cried, running to her.

To Sharon's amazement, her mother lay on the bed with her and gathered her body into her arms.

"My poor baby, poor baby," Sandra crooned into Sharon's ear, hugging her close to her own naked body.

After the initial shock of having her mother show such affection, Sharon's next feeling was erotic. Her mother's firm white thigh accidentally pressed between hers, right up against her buzzing, leaking pussy. And Sandra's lush tits crushed against Sharon's. Sharon's pink nipples stood up.

"Ohhmmmm," Sharon moaned, feeling furry and sexy.

Her mother thought it was a moan of pain and humiliation. "Oh, darling, darling," she whimpered, hugging her daughter even more tightly, "it's all right now. They're gone. They're gone, Sharon. Oh, please stop trembling. It's all right now. Mommy's here. Qh, those bastards! How could they do this to you? I can understand them wanting to rape me, but how could they mistreat a mere child?"

"I'm… I'm okay, Mom," Sharon breathed into her mother's soft hair.

Sandra didn't pay any attention. She smoothed a hand down Sharon's naked, little back and whispered, "Don't worry now, baby. They're gone. God, how could they? Beasts! Did they hurt you, darling? It makes me shudder just to think of their big things pushing into you. Did it hurt a lot, darling? Are you sure you're all right? Maybe I'd better call Doctor Ames."

"No!" Sharon squealed. "I mean, no, Mom. I'm fine. Really. I don't need a doctor."

Sandra's hand stroked her daughter's round, firm ass. "Are you sure? We should call somebody. We can't just let them get away with this. My poor baby. I'll call the police."

"Why?" Sharon asked.

Her mother raised her head up and stared wide eyed at her little girl. "Why? How can you ask that? You've been raped! Two strange men used and abused us!"

"Oh, Mother," Sharon sighed. "Calm down. Sure they raped us, but it isn't like we didn't enjoy it."

"Sharon! Oh, my God, what's come over you! Enjoyed it? Why it was… it was, well, horrible! They should be made to pay for this! Enjoyed it?"

Sharon couldn't help giggling. "I heard you out there. Ohhh, Mom, relax, will you? What's all the fuss about? So some men fucked you and you liked it. I think you needed it, what with daddy working so late at night. It was nice, wasn't it? I mean, they didn't hurt us, did they?"

Sandra's mouth moved but it took some time for words to come out. "I… I don't understand you, Sharon. How can you be so calm about it? Weren't you frightened? Oh, I was so afraid for you. I kept waiting to hear you scream and I – come to think of it, you never did scream!"

Her brow wrinkled and her eyes probed her daughter's. "Why didn't you scream, Sharon? Didn't those men… I mean… well, did they stick their… I mean…"

Sharon laughed. "Oh, Mother, you're such a prude. Yes, they fucked me! They both fucked me! They fucked their big cocks right up my pussy!"

Her mother looked like she was about to faint. Her face paled, her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. The wheels in her head turned rapidly then. Suddenly she twisted on the bed and peered between her little girl's thighs.

"No blood," she muttered in disbelief. "There's no blood on the bed. Sharon, how why… oh, my God, you aren't even a virgin."

Sharon burst into laughter and her laughter animated her curvy young body. Sandra stared amazed at her daughter's luscious tits and furry little cunt as they heaved and jiggled.

As if the truth were still unbelievable, Sandra pushed a hand between Sharon's legs and touched her cunt with her fingertips. Unable to resist, she slipped a slender finger up into Sharon's pussy-hole. Sharon moaned and tightened her cunt-muscles on the nice finger.

"God, it's true," her mother rasped. "You've been having sex! With who? Sharon, who have you been screwing? That Daniels boy? Billy? Jim? That newspaperboy I saw you flirting with? Just what have you been up to, young lady?"

Sharon giggled and said, "Oh, you sound just like a mother. After all we've been through tonight, can't you just be my friend?"

Sandra was confused now. "Your friend? What do you mean?"

Sharon gave her soaked pussy a slight twist and murmured, "That feels awfully good after those giant cocks."

"Oh, God!" Sandra cried. She pulled her wet finger out of her daughter's pussy and leapt off the bed. She looked horrified.

"I don't want to hear another word!" she said sternly. She was obviously afraid of her own feelings. "I don't want to hear another word about those men, about rape or about sex. Do you understand? And don't you ever look at me like that when I'm touching you! I'm your mother!"