Norma Egan - Daddy_s bad girl

"Ahhhhh!" sighed Walter. "Delicious!"

Judy sobbed, but her noises were droned out by a chorus of "GO, Walter, go!"

His glasses more askew than ever, Walter grinned blissfully and began to pump his cock in and out of Judy's tight but juicy cunt. As Guy had said earlier of Clen Jamison, lack of experience was more than compensated for by enthusiasm. Walter was tremendously horny and excited, and he balled Judy thunderously, with such swift, furious strokes that he was soon sweating. Judy moaned softly. This was the very worst thing he could do, fucking her violently, the way she liked best. She knew they were all standing around pinning, watching her get it, and yet her sense of shame was fading rapidly. She wanted very much just to let herself go and enjoy Walter's hard driving cock. But then their mocking voices changed her mind.

"Shit, look at the sonofabitch go!" laughed Ken. "You're gonna fuck that little girl raw, Walter!"

Walter paid no attention, only went on humping blissfully.

"How do you like it, sweetie?" Barb asked. "This Walter's some stud, huh?"

Judy did not reply. There was nothing she could say except the truth, which was that she was enjoying herself wildly. She prayed she would not betray it by any outcry. Walter's steel-hard prick slammed her womb again and again, and she tightened her cunt around it to compensate for its thinness. Now she felt Walter's sweat dripping onto her back, and she knew from his home, quick breathing that he was close to coming.

"Oh, goodness, goodness," Walter chanted, using his most frequent oath, "lovely! Marvelous! Delightful!" He could say no more, having run out of breath.

"Come on, baby, you gotta like this!" Giacomo cried. "If I balled a girl that barn, I'd have a heart attack!"

"Oooooo, I'm so envious!" chirped Chrissy. "Judy, don't you feel anything?"

In fact Judy was feeling the first faint flutter of orgasm deep in her cunt. Every loud slapping thrust of Walter's cock increased the sensation, and suddenly she lost control entirely, flinging her small ass up to meet each pounding entry of his stiff prick, her cunt creaming so heavily that his wild fucking pumped out her juice in hot spurts to splatter his belly. Judy fought her urge to cry out – and lost, as a beautiful, blinding climax shook her body.

"Ahhhhh!" she screamed, shameless in her violent coming. "Slam it to me, Walter! Yes,yes! Ohhhhhhh!"

There was a loud round of applause from the observers, and another chorus of "Go, Walter, go!"

Then Walter gave a sharp howl as he, too, climaxed. Judy's convulsing cunt nipped and milked his squirting cock, and in the wild excitement of shooting his come, he walled and bucked so violently that his glasses fell off. Walter did not notice, however. He humped away ecstatically for nearly a minute before he finally stepped back, flushed and beaming, and let his limp cock slip from Judy's cunt, dripping and hot.

"Wonderful," he sighed, sitting down on the rug to catch his breath, "simply wonderful! I don't know when I've had a better time!"

"Mighty fine job you did there, Walter," said Guy. "Very impressive."

"Why, thank you," Walter blushed. "Has anyone seen my glasses?"

Dora retrieved them for him and gave his limp cock an affectionate squeeze, much to Walter's delight. Meanwhile Judy was blushing and picking up her clothes.

"Hey, you're not gonna leave, are you?" Chrissy asked. "The fun's just getting started."

"Mine's over, and I'm tired," replied Judy. She could not speak angrily to Chrissy, whom she liked, but inside she was furious, especially with Guy, who had engineered her humiliation.

"See you tomorrow, then," said Chrissy. "I've got work to do." She hurried over to where Giacomo sat, grinning and holding out bin hairy arms to her, and leaped onto his lap facing him.

She seized his fat cock and stuck it deftly into her cunt, and they began to fuck in that position. Clen Jamison stretched out on her back on the floor, spread her legs wide, and gave Guy an imploring look. He laughed and crawled between her legs, and the plump widow gave a delighted shriek as his huge cock snaked up her cunt. Meanwhile, Dora leaned on the arm of the sofa and let Ken enter her from behind, while Herbie had backed Barb against a wall and was balling her standing up as he played with her huge tits.

Walter Peabody observed it all with great interest. "Going, Miss Prince?" he asked Judy.

"Yes," said Judy coldly. "Good night."

"I just don't understand you," Walter sighed. "You're missing a very rare spectacle."

"I'll survive," huffed Judy. She stamped off to her room, completely disgusted with her new friends and with herself. She prayed the snowplows would arrive the next day so she could get out of this place, back to Rick and back to sanity.

The snowplows did not arrive the next day. And rather than risk becoming part of another orgy of the stranded guests, Judy kept to her room except for meals. In late afternoon, having nothing else to do, she was taking a long leisurely bath, when she heard someone walk into the adjoining bedroom.

"Judy?" It was her father's voice.

Judy was annoyed that he had entered her room without permission, and she struggled to keep her voice polite: "I'm taking a bath, Guy. I'll talk to you later."

Then she blushed as Guy, grinning, strode into the bathroom and sat down on the edge of the tub, giving her body an appreciative glance. "Well, hello!" he said. "I haven't seen you all day. I was beginning to wonder if you'd run away."

"I'd like to!" snapped Judy. "Will you please get out of here and let me have my bath in privacy?"

Guy rolled up one sleeve, reached into the water, and began caressing Judy's breasts. "I'll go in a minute," he said, "as soon as I complete my mission. I was sent to invite you to a party. We're all getting together in about an hour."

"Oh, no!" cried Judy, flinching from his touch. "Not another one of those group grapes for me!"

"But you have to come, baby," replied Guy, "or it'll spoil everything. We want an equal number of men and women."

"Well, that's too bad!" said Judy. "I'm not coming! Now will you get out of here and leave me alone?"

Guy only went on playing with her breasts. "Judy, I just don't understand you. How can such a young girl be such a prude? If you'd just relax, you could have a lot of fun. Like last night, for instance. In the end, you liked getting it from Walter, but you made it so hard on yourself with all that struggling and protesting. Why?"

"That's my business!" Judy answered angrily. "Please stop touching me, and get out of here!"

Guy shot her a knowing glance, then bent down and pulled the plug in her bath. "I know what'll soften your temper," he said soothingly. "A nice little session in bed. Women tend to get short-tempered when they aren't getting enough. Come on, now, and let the old man take care of you."

"Like hell I will!" cried Judy. She got out of the tub and reached for a towel.

Guy laughed and snatched the towel away from her. "You have a bad memory, honey! I made you once, and I can do it again. Why don't you save us both a lot of time and effort, and just crawl into bed?"

"I'd rather die!" Judy exclaimed. "If you're so damned horny, go take Mrs. Jamison to bed!"

"That'd be too easy," Guy chuckled. "I like a little challenge. Besides, you're much more attractive than Clen."

Seeing she could not change his mind, Judy hurried to the bedroom and took her coat from the closet. "Since you're not going to be sensible," she told Guy, "I'm just going to put on my coat and go sit downstairs till you get tired of waiting."

"I'm already tired of waiting," said Guy, matching the coat from her and tossing it across the room, "and I'm tired of your silly prudery! Get on that bed!"