Unknown - Surfer Girl

He gripped her hips and gently pulled her slumped body down onto his cock. Inch by inch he went into her hole. At the same time his cock seemed to grow like a giant leek. He got bigger and bigger and bigger.

For a moment, Janet worried that he might rip her tender asshole apart. She was no virgin, after all, but maybe it would be more than she could handle.

Yet her father kept working the tired muscles open. He kept drilling her tender pink hole and the muscles had no chance to close up around his surging strength.

He thoroughly dominated her butt. Biff worked her sleeve like a finely tuned instrument. Nothing stopped him.

He opened his eyes and stared at his daughter's back. Perspiration poured down her bronzed skin and the muscles of her shoulders twitched. She was squatting down on his cock. Her rump cheeks were split wide and his cock was buried between them. The thick ugly head jammed a good nine inches up into her shitter.

"Wiggle your ass," he instructed.

When she shook, he reached around and stroked her hard nipples, cupping a white, firm breast in each hand,

"Ooooooo!" she gasped.

Her nipples throbbed under his caressing fingers. Jesus, she was hot. It took all his will power not to throw the sweltering girl's body across the tub once more and ram his fuck stick into her asshole again and again and again.

Instead, he leaned on his haunches and let Janet do the work. She wiggled her buttocks: Her ass swiveled on his erect pole, like twirling a loose wedding ring on a finger.

She gasped. Her tightness had given away to a fluid tenderness that made him feel wonderfully hard in her ass. He was stronger than ever. He groped those pearly tits and brought her back against his heaving chest and bounced her up and down against the rigid cock.

"Ah! Ahhh!! Ahhhh!!" she gasped. The dick went squish, squish, squish into her back. It set off spasms of joy through her butt. She bounced like a rubber ball in Daddy's lap. Her naked butt slapped against his muscular thighs. It was beautiful. She couldn't stop bouncing. The faster she went, the better her butt felt and the more excited her breasts became.

"Ohhhhhhh, Daddddddy!" she moaned.

He didn't listen. He could feel his own come starting deep down inside him and slowly working out through the huge Stem of his cock. His pole continued to grow. Her asshole shuddered around him. It felt like an earthquake was starting in her ass. Her hot cunt was all liquid and her juice poured through her furry patch onto her daddy's lap.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, Daddy!" she screamed.

Her strident voice was joined by her father's booming baritone! He shouted in her ear and nearly caused her to orgasm in fright.

His balls screamed for release. He felt himself exploding like a Chinese rocket as the white heat poured from her sucking asshole.

"Come, you little bitch!" he demanded. He whacked her across the back and slammed her thighs down hard with his hands, forcing more dick up her butt. He grunted twice and then shot his load of hot, white cream into Janet's excited rectum.

"Dadddddddy!" she squealed. And then she humped and drove and squirmed and moved a thousand different ways while his erupting cock coated her cunt with his juice.

A draft blew across the two hot, humping bodies. It was a wind and it seemed to come from the doorway. When Biff looked around, he saw the door was closed and no one had entered the room. He looked at his chest and saw he was all red as a lobster. His balls were draining wonderfully and his daughter's sphincter was still spasming around his spurting wand.

He never felt a better day in his life.

Ethel's mind went blank for a few minutes. The shock of finding strange men in her house watching her do that awful thing with the broom was too much. I must have passed out, she thought opening her eyes.

But it was not a bad dream because the hairy faces were staring at her. And that awful broom handle was wedged tightly up her cunt hole.

The puckered labia ached from clutching. Ethel felt terribly humiliated, and she was scared shitless, too. Are they robbers? she thought, glancing from one figure to the next. They were all grinning like schoolboys, their lips pulled back in devilish smiles. Ethel groaned silently to herself. She wished she had not opened her eyes. She wanted to crawl into bed and forget this whole night. There were sleeping pills on the counter. If she could get into the bedroom and down a handful of the pills everything would be all right. Sleep would engulf her and carry her mind away from the sickness and depravity and humiliation that hung thick and close to her sweltering body like a funeral shroud. But first the pain between her legs had to be tended to. Forcing back the tears, she rose up, grabbed, the stout length of fuck pipe, and pulled it free of her cunt.

The congealing white sperm dried on her tits, but there wasn't anything Ethel could do about that now. She turned and faced the circle of men. Her stomach fluttered with dread. It was fear-it burned in her chest like an evil thing!

She forced her mind to function. If they were thieves, then either of two things would have happened. They would have been tearing the house apart looking for the valuables to cart off, or they would have been scared away when discovering the house was occupied.

But these boys with the blond matted hair like rampant weeds just stood there. She couldn't read expressions, but these ragged, ill-kempt persons, these wilted flower children, obviously had more in mind than looting.

It was obvious. And she shuddered at the thought. It was awful. For the first time in a long, long time she wished her husband were here. Biff would know what to do. He would protect her from these bastards.

These men wanted Ethel. And she quelled another sob. She was such a terrible slut that maybe she deserved this punishment. It was a terrible thought, one that she forced immediately from her mind.

But they wanted her. And there was nothing Ethel could do except open her thighs to these bastards and hope they didn't hurt her cunt hole too bad.

Fred wobbled like an old wino trying to make it to the Rescue Mission. His droopy cock burned from jerking off. The small pool of glistening sperm shone like a mirror on her breast.

This broad is beautiful, he thought. Why the hell is her old man down fucking some silly cunt in the bathroom when there is this nice snatch waiting for him at home?

There was something wrong with marriage, he thought pensively. Contented broads don't stick broom handles up their cunts. He flipped his dong back inside his bathing suit. His head reeled from drugs. He was all screwed up. Maybe they should loot the house first. Just a quick glance around told him there were plenty of valuable things worth stealing.

But what about the girl? Her cunt smelled of perfume and ripeness and she was very willing to have fun. Shit, she hadn't moved or made a sound or moved a muscle except to pop that old broom from her snatch.

But the house had to go. That was the primary mission, to burn, the house down.

Tod, a young weirdo from New Orleans tapped him on the shoulder. "Man, I'm horny as hell," he said. His hand was tucked inside his swimsuit,

Jerking his prick into a nice, big hard-on. "Let me fuck her. Oh, I could really dig on this old broad. Those big tits set me off!"

He wasn't the only one of the group that wanted a piece of Ethel's poontang. And the longer they stood around smelling the odor of sex drifting up from her cunt, the hornier they got.

The path was clear.

They would gang-bang Ethel and then torch the house. Fred clearly got the picture. Fucking the old lady a hundred different ways was the only course of action left open to them.

Ethel was also coming around. She had been shocked senseless, but the effect was wearing off and the shock was replaced by numbness. She couldn't move a muscle. Lying on the floor, her cunt juice oozing in a steady trickle from her slit, she felt awful. But she had no choice. Her body would not respond. So she lay back and pretended her husband was rising above her as he had that single night they fucked so well. She shivered with pleasure as she thought of the way he had slid his cock up her throbbing cunt and filled her tight pussy with his meat. It sure exhausted her. That seemed like centuries ago.