Ted Leonard - Hot young wife

Once again her twat came alive. She was gasping and clawing at his back and fucking her horny young cunt hotly on his stabbing cockpole. Unheard-of thrills shot through her young body and good fuck feelings twisted her mine.

"Oh, Daddy!" she shrieked with pleasure. Something new and thrilling was happening deep in her belly. Shocks of electric excitement were shooting into her limbs and her pussy felt like it was going to burn up in flames.

"Fuck,baby!" her father gasped. He shoved all of his cock up into her twisting fuck-hole. "Jesus! I'm gonna blow my nuts! Fuck, baby! I'm gonna shoot my cum. Fuck – fuck – faster, baby! Your cunt's so hot and tight! Oh, Christ!"

The violence of his lust turned Harriet into a hot young fuck-machine. Her twat was twisting and squirming on his screwing, stabbing dick as if it was trying to suck him off.

His lust triggered hers again and she gasped, "Don't stop! Fuck me, Daddy, Daddy, fuck your cum into me! Give it to me!"

"Here!" her father choked, and Harriet moaned as she felt his huge dick bolt inside her cunt. She almost swooned as his thick cockcream ripped out of his plunging prick. Wads and wads of prickjuice slammed into her belly as his hot cock squirted jets of jism into her.

His enormous cock was still spitting savagely when it happened. Suddenly, without warning, Harriet was cumming again, more violently and pleasurably than ever before. Her daddy's fucking, pumping cock set her off. Her cunt muscles tightened. Her body trembled. And her pussy was flooding his shooting prick with a torrent of cuntjuice.

"Daddyyyyyy!" she squealed, cuming beautifully. "Ohhhhh, God!"

Her father kept fucking her wet little snatch long after they both had cum, simply because her pussy felt so good. As Harriet trembled and panted for breath, he fucked every last drop of his cockcream into her sweet cunthole.

Later he murmured, "What a good fuck you are."

When he got off her heaving body, she saw his pink, cum-drenched cock and marveled at its great size. Now it horrified her to think it had been up her cunt, fucking her.

"You shouldn't have done that to me," she said weakly. She felt ashamed.

When her father slipped out of her room, she lay for a long time wishing he'd never fucked her. Wiping her drenched cunt on the sheet, she promised herself never to let him fuck her again.

But pretty young Harriet didn't know the force of her own pussy. She fooled herself into believing she didn't really like or want sex. The next day, after school, she dreaded facing her lecherous father. When she got home and saw how he looked at her tits, she wouldn't look at him. She hurried into the kitchen to do the dishes.

She was still at the sink a little later when she heard her mother go out. Then she heard her father come into the kitchen and she looked at him with wide, frightened eyes.

He smiled and came toward her, and Harriet felt her knees go weak as his eyes looked all over her body.

"How's my baby today?" he murmured. His big hand slipped over her long hair on her back. A funny feeling crept between Harriet's legs.

"Daddy," she whimpered, "please don't touch me."

Her father chuckled and turned her to face him. "Why not?" he said. His hands came up and started feeling her pointed young tits. "This is what you like," he said. "Isn't it?"

Harriet couldn't speak. She wanted to run from him or cry or tell him to stop, but she stood there as he lowered her dress, then her bra. He was playing with her naked tits, making her pink nipples get all tingly.

Her dress fell around her feet and her father bent down and licked her tits as his hands pushed her panties down.

Harriet didn't know what was happening to her. Her tits and pussy got all excited beneath his hands. She got dizzy as he led her into thee living room. She was flat on her back on the sofa before she realized she was stark naked.

Her father brought his big wet cock out of his pants and Harriet's cunt got moist. He chuckled and lay on her trembling body and felt her tits and ass as he pushed his rigid prick up into her cunt. Harriet cried softly as he raped her like he had the night before.

When she was cumming the first time, she stopped crying and started moaning, fucking her cunt something fierce on her daddy's drilling dong.

She couldn't understand what had happened to her promise to herself not to fuck. When her daddy was feeling her and kissing her, she couldn't help but fuck.

As her father's huge hard-on came driving up into her horny twat, she knew she could never refuse to fuck. But she tried.

Day after day, week after week, month after month, Harriet tried to keep from fucking her father. But day after day, week after week, month after month, he banged the living hell out of her sweet young pussy.

For five years Harriet remained a helpless slave to her horny cunt, fucking her daddy clear up to the day she got married. In those five years she cried, fought, evaded, hid, struggled, and protested, but when her father caught her, felt her up, and got her cunt hot and wet, she couldn't keep her legs closed. When her fuck-urge had her in its grip, Harriet was as horny and fuck-hungry as a young whore. She couldn't fight it.

That's why she was now fucking so wildly under her lusty father-in-law. She was alone with him and he had felt her up and made her tits and pussy crazy for sex. She didn't want to fuck with him, but she was so horny now. And horniness was her biggest weakness.

Harriet couldn't stop her father-in-law from banging her pussy any more than she could keep her father's big cock out of her twat. She was helpless in the presence of male lust. Her father had taught her that through five long years of repeated fucking.

But so had other men. As Harriet was growing into womanhood, she naturally met other males. And she helplessly succumbed to their sexual advances, even when she didn't want to.

Harriet's lecherous father had been banging her luscious little sex-box for a year when Mr. Sandon made his move on her.

She was in the back yard hanging out the laundry for her mother when she noticed the next-door neighbor eyeing her curvy young body.

It was a hot day and Harriet was wearing a light summer dress that clung to her luscious curves. Mr. Sandon's glance took in her girlish tits and shapely body.

Harriet was sure he wanted to fuck her because she had the same feeling in her belly that she got just before her father raped her. Every time she looked, Mr. Sandon's eyes were undressing her and making her feel naked and nervous.

Because of this danger she wanted to get back into the house quickly. But when she started back to the house, Mr. Sandon called to her. Harriet stopped and looked at him.

He was standing in the doorway of his cellar. He was grinning at her. His eyes were looking up and down her body. And in the front of his pants was a big bulge that he wasn't trying to hide.

A funny feeling of helplessness made Harriet weak. Mr. Sandon's eyes were so compelling, drawing her to him.

She knew her house was close, but she couldn't turn that way. She took a few steps toward Mr. Sandon. Then she stopped and caught her lower lip between her teeth. She could feel her nipples tingling and the funny feeling in her belly was spreading down into her cunt.

Mr. Sandon eased the cellar door open behind him and stepped back into the shadows of the dark space. This movement made Harriet's heart race and her pointy young tits lifted hard in her dress. A strange power drew her toward the smiling man and the cellar.

What's happening to me? She thought frantically as she passed the gate into his yard. I don't want to go down there with him. I don't!

But her wide blue eyes were riveted to the huge lump in the man's pants. As she approached him, it seemed to grow larger and larger, till she was within inches of it and it looked monstrous.