Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

Sally couldn't have been more pleased. She had pushed him over the edge. She'd play out his incestuous fantasy to the hilt – and then lower the boom.

"My cunt is screaming for your cock, Daddy," she crooned. "Come on, stick it inside me and fuck me. I want your big prick in my tight pussy as much as you want to give it to me."

Kneeling between Sally's straining thighs, her trick brought the fiery head of his rigid cock to the yawning entrance to her pussy. He penetrated cautiously, apparently afraid of hurting her.

"Are you a virgin, Lucy?" he asked. "Is Daddy your first man?"

It was all Sally could do to keep from breaking up with laughter.

"Oh, yes, Daddy," she said, clinging to her role.

"I'd never let anybody fuck me but you. I know I can trust you." She paused, her eyes twinkling.

"But can't you shove a little harder, Daddy? I want your whole cock in my cunt all at once. I want to feel your balls squashing against my ass."

"It'll hurt," her make-believe father warned.

"It wouldn't be the first time if it didn't," Sally replied.

To speed things up, she thrust her pussy forward. Whether "Daddy" liked it or not, at least half of his prick was abruptly engulfed by her cunt.

"You're so… so tight inside," he moaned in awe.

Wrapping her legs around him, Sally slammed their crotches together and took the rest of his cock, not forgetting to keep her pussy muscles clenched so it would seem like she was cherry.

"Want me to move my ass, Daddy?" she coyly asked. "Then I'll really give you a ride."

He nodded, leading Sally to suspect that his wife was one of those frigid women who wouldn't push back. Poor chump, she thought as her hips rocked and rolled, whipsawing his hiked prick in her spuming pussy. As they fucked, Sally's "father" laid his cheek against her tits.

"I can't believe you've grown into such a beautiful young woman," he panted. "You're going to make some young man very happy some day."

"I don't want any other man but you, Daddy," Sally cunningly protested.

He began sucking her nipples, so excited that he gnawed them with his teeth. Sally didn't mind. In fact, the pain was the first thing that had stirred her since they'd started fucking.

"Bite me, Daddy," she urged. "I like it when you chew on my tits. It hurts sooo gooood."

The teeth encircled one of her nipples and sank into the tender flesh around it. All of a sudden, a surprised Sally found herself coming, and begging for more. She should have been more careful.

"You like it too much!" Her make-believe father jerked his face from her mangled tits. "You act like you've done this before. Lots of times." His cock froze in her pussy.

"Oh, Daddy," Sally squealed, "how can you say that? Don't stop. Keep fucking me. You were just getting ready to come. I could feel it. I want my cunt full of your hot cum!"

"How could you know I was going to come unless you've fucked before?" her "Daddy" charged. "And why aren't you bleeding between your legs? Where's your cherry if you're a virgin?"

"I broke my cherry in the bathtub to be ready for you," Sally lied desperately. "I didn't want anything to stand in the way of your beautiful cock."

"Liar!" He slapped her.

"Please," Sally whimpered through split lips. "I just wanted to satisfy you. To give you the best fuck you've ever had."

"How many others have there been?"

"I swear you're the first," Sally moaned, grinding her hips to try and make him come, certain that the only way to get over this rough spot was to have his cock jetting in her pussy.

Another slap crashed home.

"Whore! Tramp! How many!"

It was all too real for Sally now. She had outsmarted herself. In her confused mind it was no longer some dumb trick who had his cock in her pussy, but her angry father.

"Please, Daddy," she pleaded. "I swear that all I ever wanted was make you happy. The others were… were… just practice."

"Then you admit it?"

"Yes," she sobbed. "But I did it for you. Please don't stop fucking me. I want it… bad. I need it!"

"I'll give it to you all right, you filthy piece of trash!" He breathed deeply, but it seemed to be fire instead of air. "Oh, yes," he seethed, "I'll fuck you all right. Do you know what rape is?"

Sally jerked her head up and down, mentally seeing a light at the end of the tunnel.

"Well, that's what I'm going to do to you, you rotten little bitch. It's the best you deserve."

"You're right!" Sally cried. "Rape me, Daddy… pleeeease!"

With his cock still buried in her cunt, Sally's "father" grabbed her by the throat and began strangling her. When his prick started moving again, its character was completely changed, sawing like a saber-toothed blade within her. Then, without warning, it ripped from her pussy and stabbed into her ass, instantly drawing blood with its brutal surge.

"Don't stop!" Sally wailed. "This is what I deserve!"

The vicious cock yanked from her asshole and plowed back into her cunt, a barbed jackhammer.

"More! More! Deeper! Deeper!"

The man on top of Sally was an animal now, sweating like a pig and grunting like an ox. His vengeful cock would no sooner jam to the depths of one fuck-hole than it would rip to the surface and plunge into the other. Ass and cunt. Cunt and ass. Back and forth, over and over again. Sally was screaming at the top of her lungs from the crossfire of an incredible double-fuck.

The angry red cock tore out of Sally's asshole, but this time it didn't smash into her cunt. When she saw its head glowing like a chunk of charcoal, she knew that the time had arrived.

"Come! Come all over me, Daddy!" Sally howled.

It happened on command. The stiff dick jumped at her and exploded. A torrent of scalding cum splashed against her face and then moved dawn her body in a continuous stream, drenching her tits, coating her belly, and swamping her cunt and thighs. She dug her fingertips into her body and rubbed the jism into her tingling flesh, all the while begging for more.

But if in Sally's mind a perverse fantasy was coming true, the spell was broken for her partner seconds after his cock was drained.

"You're not my daughter," he declared in a tinny voice as he shook the fog from his brain. "You're not my little girl!" His voice had quickly risen to an outraged shout.

"You're crazy!" Sally yelled back in outrage.

But as soon as the words were out she realized the truth. The rage-filled man before her was the one who had come to his senses first. And now he had jerked her back into reality.

The kinky father-daughter game was over. She was a whore. He was a trick.

"You filthy cunt!" the man seethed. "They ought to take your kind and line them up against a wall and shoot them down like dogs."

"Then what would horny, middle-class clowns like you do with your money?" Sally shot back.

She was on her feet now, face to face with her accuser. Deftly, she reversed their positions, pinning the angry man between herself and the bed. When he tried to hit her, she blocked the blow and shoved him backward. As he bounced on the mattress, she moved in on top of him, summoning more strength than she knew she had to hold him down.

"I'm glad you like rape," she hissed, spraying his face with a fine mist of spit. "Because now you're going to find out what it's like from the other end."

The man couldn't believe what he was hearing.

But the determination twisting Sally's features told him that it was real.

"I'm going to rape the living shit out of you," Sally promised.

"But I've got the cock," the man answered. However, his faltering voice was utterly lacking in conviction.

Sally took his limp prick by the head between her thumb and forefinger and held it up like a freshly caught fish.

"You mean this thing?" she laughed derisively. "It may be attached to your body, sucker – but it's mine to do with as I please. You couldn't get it up on your own right now if your wife depended on it."