Duncan Fox - Daddy_s darling daughter

She suddenly understood what the organs Billy and Jimmy had shown her were for, and understood what she was for. The revelations left Judy feeling dazed and dizzy. But running through her, like a river of fire, burning away everything else, was a screaming need for something to be in her virginal channel. The sight of Jake driving his big tool deep into Polly triggered a raging lust in Judy for the same thing to happen to her. Her untouched vagina screamed with need as Jake slowly and steadily began to fuck Polly.

Judy struggled against the unyielding ropes as she watched Polly get more and more excited. Judy could see the gleaming length of Jake's cock sliding smoothly into Polly's demanding vagina. Polly lifted her hips, meeting every one of Jake's drives with one of her own. Judy was desperate as she wrestled against the ropes. Every animal instinct she possessed was ripping through her, driving out any semblance of reason as the need for something in her cunt roared through her. Someone was pleading aloud, and Judy was hardly aware that it was she herself who was crying for what Jake was giving Polly.

Polly looked over at Judy, her eyes glittering, her face beaded with sweat, as she met Jake's thrusts. Polly's hands clawed over Jake's back as he drove his cock into her again and again. And then Polly's eyes closed and she cried out, her voice ripping through the clearing, stilling the cry of a blue jay with its suddenness. And Judy knew that Polly was feeling some incredible pleasure, an echo of which Judy had felt on the limb of the tree. And still Jake moved, pistoning his glistening cock into Polly faster and faster until he, too, let out a cry, jamming himself against Polly one last time.

For a long time he was locked to Polly, then his muscles slowly relaxed and be slumped down on her, panting for breath.

Judy felt her excitement break over her, then slowly recede, leaving her wrung out and exhausted as she hung from the ropes. Dimly, as she fought for breath, Judy became aware of her wrists, which stung painfully where the ropes had chafed. Sweat poured down over her body as she hung there, eyes closed, slowly regaining control of herself. A feeling of terrible loss and lack burned deep inside Judy, and tears trickled from under her eyelids as she hung from the tree.

A sound made, Judy look up. Through eyes blurred with sweat and tears, she saw Jake lift himself off Polly. His cock, slowly shrinking, slid from her with a soft, sucking sound. The rod was slick and shiny with juices, dripping globe of the same milky fluid Jimmy had produced by pumping his organ. Obviously exhausted, Jake rolled over on his back next to Polly, panting. Judy eyed his long, lean body hungrily. He was the third boy she had seen naked and, compared to Jimmy and Billy, the most impressive.

Now Judy knew what it was all about, and the knowledge rocked her. That bulge in her father's pants when she snuggled with him could mean only one thing. The realization made Judy flush with pleasure and desire. A grown man like her own father being aroused by her.

"Hey, Jake, that was real nice!" Polly sighed softly, rolling toward him.

"How'd our friend up there like it?" Jake asked. "I was too busy to watch."

"Man, her eyeballs were hanging out," Polly said languidly. "I mean, like it really grabbed her. And man, what it did for me. It was an absolute gas. How about another round?"

"Oh baby, I wish I could," Jake sighed, rolling his head on the leaves. "I couldn't get it up again if I had to."

"I bet you could," Polly argued. "You're always good for more than one trip."

"Not this time, baby," Jake said as Polly reached out to touch his limp prick with gentle fingers.

"Our little friend is still watching. I'd hate for her to be disappointed,"

Polly said softly, fondling his cock.

"Oh, baby, you know I would if I could," Jake groaned.

Judy was fascinated and hoped desperately that Polly would succeed in getting Jake aroused for a second time. Judy had seen intercourse once, and wanted to see it again. She remembered the terrible beauty of Jake's slickly glistening shaft sliding smoothly in and out of Polly's dark bush, and her mouth watered at the thought of seeing it again. The thought made the pain in her wrists vanish, and she forgot the ropes. She wanted to be down there, playing with Jake's limp tool, teasing it erect, then having it jammed into her belly.

"You're not trying," Polly whined as she continued to play with Jake's unresponsive tool.

"Baby, I'm trying, really I am," Jake protested. "I tell you, I'm just not set for it today."

"Well, I'm desperate," Polly said. Her attempt to stimulate Jake seemed to have built her own passion to higher and higher levels. She bent over Jake's body as if she were praying over it, trying to rouse it to life. Her head bent lower and lower, and her mouth opened. Judy gasped. Polly's tongue had flickered out and licked Jake's organ, just the tip, which was still shiny with juices. Judy stared in fascination as Polly licked Jake's cock again and again, then lowered her head further and took the slowly stiffening rod of flesh into her mouth.

She sucked on it, just as if it were a Popsicle. Polly bobbed her head, sliding her mouth up and down the rapidly swelling tool. And she seemed to enjoy it!

She was taking Jake's organ deep into her mouth, and she liked it. The knowledge rocked Judy. She'd never have believed such a thing to be possible if she hadn't seen it.

"Oh, baby, you know what I like!" Jake groaned, rolling his head from side to side on the leaves. His cock was as hard and big as ever now, a powerful pole of flesh that jabbed deep into Polly's mouth. Judy could see Polly angling her head so the head of the big rod went a little ways down her throat.

Judy's own tissues began to swell with excitement as she watched Polly sucking Jake's big cock. Judy struggled against her ropes, but they were as tight as ever. Her ass was getting sore froth scrubbing against the rough bark of the tree, and her shoulders were in agony from the pressure on them. All of this was only a shadowy feeling in the back of her mind. Most of her thoughts were taken up by a growing lust, as Polly sucked desperately at Jake's staff. Judy's mouth watered and her stomach knotted up as she watched the two hippies. Jake was shoving his hips upward as Polly pushed her head down 'on him, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, until it looked as if she were the sword swallower in the circus.

Judy was struck with a sudden, brilliant memory of a man, stripped to the waist, his chest heaving, his head tipped back as a long sword disappeared inch by inch down his throat. Then, the full length of the cruel steel weapon immersed in his body, the man had stopped and turned, head tipped back, to show the crowd. Just the shining hilt of the sword had protruded from his mouth.

Now, with Polly, only Jake's body was outside her mouth. The full mass of his cock had disappeared down her throat.

"Gotta have you," Polly cried, ripping her mouth away from Jake's glistening sword. Turning her ass toward his face, she straddled him so Judy could watch.

Polly held just the base of Jake's cock, aiming it upward, and lowered herself on it, spearing herself on the big shaft. She lowered her hips and ran herself through with Jake's cock. Judy felt a tearing surge of excitement and need in her guts as she watched Polly ram herself down on Jake's prick. Judy wanted to cry out, to beg for what Polly was getting. But all she did was hang from the ropes and watch helplessly.

Polly lifted and dropped, jamming herself down on the big, shining tool. She was straddling Jake, her back to his face, her hands on his knees. The muscles in her legs flexed as she lifted herself, then her legs relaxed and she dropped down on the big tool. Judy could see every desperate drive, could see Jake's big rod slide smoothly up into Polly, as if his prick and Polly's vagina were the parts of a well-lubricated machine.