Duncan Fox - Daddy_s darling daughter

"Too hot, too hot," the little black-haired girl chanted, her body flashing white in the dappled sunlight.

"Too hot, too hot," the Negro man chanted, his hands jet black against the white girl's pale skin as he massaged her tight little breasts.

"Too hot, too hot," the girl moaned as she let her legs fold under her, stretching out on her back and writhing against the leaves as the big black man stood over her, his jet-black cock a power-filled shaft pulsing over her body.

A gleaming strand of fluid trickled from its tip and shone in the sunlight as it stretched in a long stream down toward her, then broke into a stringy drop that splattered on her face.

"Too hot, too hot," the little girl groaned, beckoning for the black man to come down to her, licking at the droplets on her face at the same time.

"Too hot, too hot," the black man chanted, and came down on her. His black body contrasted dramatically with her pale-white skin. His monstrous cock rammed into her cunt, and she lifted her hips with a cry as he drilled his prick into her.

Judy felt new tears, tears of unfulfilled desire, streaking her cheeks as she watched the fucking going on in front of her. Her own pussy was a, burning cavern of need, with no hope of relief as the hippie dance degenerated into an orgy in the leafy hollow. The chanting was gone now, replaced by the sighs and grunts of the hippies lovemaking.

In front of Judy, the black man was screwing the tiny white girl with agonizing care and slowness. His ebony ramrod disappeared into her pale body, then slid back into view, gleaming with her juices, then slid back into her. She wrapped her arms around his black bulk, her white skin making an exotic, beautiful band of white around him. Her legs twined with his, and they became a sexy study in black and white as they screwed.

Judy fought her ropes mindlessly as she strained to get a hand at her own desperate cunt. She couldn't tear her eyes from the moving bodies of the black man and white girl. Faster and faster they moved, slamming at each other.

The clearing rang with the sounds of screwing, the slap of bodies coming together, the squishing of cocks into cunts, the groans of people succumbing to the joy of total sex.

Judy felt her own juices trickling from her excited cunt and pouring down her spread thighs as she hung from the trunk of the tree, watching the black man fuck the white girl. Their bodies were entwined like vines now, writhing and jerking faster and faster.

The white girl let loose a scream that made goose bumps flash over Judy's naked body. The girl came with a rush of juices that poured out around the black man's cock, and then his big tool jerked and pulsed as he filled her channel with his come. The white, gummy fluid oozed out from around his black shaft as he held it buried tight in her belly, his muscles bulging as he pressed himself against her. For long seconds they held, that position, then slowly their muscles slacked off and they relaxed in the leaves, their juices trickling together over the pale-white skin of the girl's ass onto the leaves.

"Too fucking much," the blond boy sighed, and Judy suddenly realized that the orgy was over. Naked bodies surrounded her, sprawled on the leaves. Judy's own cunt felt empty and sore, needing to be filled as she gazed around her.

There appeared to be no possibility of anything like this happening. Instead, the group of hippies untangled themselves and moved slowly to form a semicircle in front of Judy. The blond-haired boy dug into the pile of clothes around her feet and produced a tobacco pouch and a strange pipe.

"Time for the piece pipe, man," the girl who had worn the T-shirt giggled, making her big breasts jiggle.

"You spelled that p-i-e-c-e, didn't you?" Jake asked lazily. He had one arm around Polly's waist.

"Please help me," Judy groaned softly, not entirely sure what she meant. Her eyes flickered from one naked hippie to another. She wanted to be released, but she also wanted something more than that. She eyed the limp cocks of the men greedily, but none of them appeared ready anymore.

"I bet she's a virgin sacrifice," the little black-haired girl noted, sitting cross-legged directly in front of Judy. She had one pale hand on the black thigh of the Negro next to her.

"Well, she's a virgin, anyway," someone else said.

"Please help me," Judy pleaded again.

"Pass the pipe please," the Negro man said.

While Judy watched helplessly, her eyes pleading, the hippies passed the pipe around. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of the marijuana it was stoked with.

"Outta sight," the black-haired girl breathed softly, exhaling a faint blue cloud after holding her breath for an impossibly long time. Her eyes glazed over.

"Beautiful," the Negro replied, his voice a deep, soft rumble in his black chest.

Judy watched the pipe going around and around the circle. The hippies all sat cross-legged facing her, and Judy stared into an alternating succession of exposed cunts and cocks. The blue streamer of smoke trailed up from the pipe, making twisting paths in the air before the breeze blew it away.

"This is super," the T-shirtless girl giggled, making her breasts jiggle again.

"It feels so good," the blond boy said, and Judy wasn't sure what he was talking about. He had his hand buried in the wide-open crotch of the girl.

"I'm so tired," the little black-haired girl sighed, her head lolling over on one side as she passed the pipe on to the black man beside her.

"It's so soft," Polly murmured, her hand around Jake's limp cock.

"Hey, man, like I'm full of love for you all," Jake groaned, emitting a faint cloud of smoke.

"A daisy chain," the blond youth suggested.

"Yeah, let's make a daisy chain," the T-shirtless girl giggled.

Judy seized the opportunity to get herself released. "If you'll let me go, I'll help you make a daisy chain."

"Hey, man, I thought you said she was a virgin," one of the hippies said.

"She is, man, she is," Jake answered lazily.

"Then how come she knows about daisy chains?" the black-haired girl asked.

"I'm not stupid," Judy said, nettled. "I've made daisy chains before."

"And he says she's a virgin," the black man rumbled.

"Come on, let's get the daisy chain going," Polly urged.

"But you have to get some daisies," Judy protested. "And if you'll let me go, I can show you where they are."

"Oh boy," the T-shirtless girl giggled, her breasts jiggling more than ever.

"That's the kind of a daisy chain she means."

Stoned giggles circled Judy as comprehension dawned on the dazed faces surrounding her.

"What are you laughing at?" Judy cried, fighting down her tears again. "You do need daisies for a daisy chain."

"Oh, man, oh, man," Jake gasped. "What a scene. A daisy chain with daisies yet."' "Outta sight," Polly choked, falling to one side, her head resting on the thigh of the man next to her.

"Daisy chain," that man called out, falling over.

As Judy watched, the hippies went over like dominoes. Rolling on their sides, they fell, their heads coming to rest on their neighbor. As Judy watched, the falling went around behind her, then came back to Polly, as Jake fell, his head coming to rest on her thigh. There was an awkward scrambling, and then it stopped, with the girls all lying on their sides facing out, the boys all facing in. With their heads on each other's thighs, their faces were even with each other's groins.

As Judy gasped in astonishment, the girls guided the limp pricks of the boys into their mouths, while the boys moved their heads forward to bury their faces in the girls' cunts. When Judy understood what was happening, a new gush of juices sprang from her own pussy. It was just like what Polly had done to Jake, only this time everyone was doing it to everyone else. There was an endlessly linked chain of bodies surrounding Judy, each person eating the next one out.