Heather Brown - Raped policewoman

Then something happened which almost knocked me off the toilet where I was standing and watching. The girl removed the cock from her mouth, and held it in front of her, rolling its slippery meat along the side of her smooth face as she licked it with her tongue, bathing the turgid male organ with slurping oral caresses. "Oh, Daddy," she pleaded, "please stick your big cock inside my cunt the way you always do. Pleeease, Daddy."

Daddy! He was her father! This man had his young daughter give him a blow job and now she was begging him to fuck her, spreading her thin legs so that her pared cunt seemed to burst forth between her narrow thighs, begging her father with the lewdest of invitations to stick his massive, adult prick up her childish cunt and fuck her.

This was the kind of crime a cop hates most, the abuse of a child. But then it occurred to me that I was no longer a cop, and found myself asking, how could it be abuse when she seems to be enjoying it so much?

It was clear now that the little girl loved what was happening to her, the little pink nipples of her softly forming titties puckering into small red knots that stuck out from her slim chest at least an inch as she fondled her father's huge, pulsing prick. I knew, from my own experience, that it's certainly possible to get turned on at a young girl's age, but I thought in terms of my own experience, stuffing candles up my cunt and tickling off my clit, not in terms of getting it on with one's own father, handling his heavy thick snake of a dick like a Las Vegas pro. Oh sure, I had wondered about my father's cock, especially if it was true that it could grow and get stiff, growing from the shriveled up squashiness I saw hanging from between his hairy legs when he got out of the shower. And sometimes I envisioned his imaginary stiff prick when I was masturbating, seeing it seem to float proudly like a knightly staff through the air as I teased my little clit to the bursting point. But that was it. At the time I don't think I knew that the real version of the imaginary erect prick I was dreaming about was designed to slide up a woman's cunt. All I knew was that thinking about cocks excited me, but I didn't know exactly why at that age. The idea of sucking and fucking my father? I couldn't contemplate it.

But the little girl I was watching sure could. She knew exactly what to do with that cock she had in her hands, and was just as much an expert with the dewy fuzzy cunt she was undulating and spreading between her spindly legs. Light as she was, she scaled her father's body, holding onto his unflagging cock at first for balance, and then clambering up his body so that her arms were encircled beneath his hairy arm pits and her slender hips were pressed against his belly, allowing her to begin the process of lowering her cunt over the twitching cock she wanted inside her so badly.

She wiggled her narrow ass daintily, brushing the head of her father's throbbing rod against her pouting pussy lips, tantalizingly searching for the slit which when opened would allow his prick to plough inside her, filling her taut, immature cunt with hot insistent cock. She did everything right, working her little ass down gradually until finally her dewy pussy lips lapped over the head of the pulsating cock, baptizing it with the first sticky drops of glistening pussy juice. Once the tip of the cock head was crowned by her grasping cunt lips, she slowly lowered herself down, fighting for every fraction of an inch of penetration as her tight young pussy swallowed the throbbing adult prick. Finally, the child had miraculously forced her diminutive pussy to take the huge cock, her father's balls looking grotesquely hairy and enormous against his daughter's pale, hairless crotch as they mashed against her soft skin.

I could hear the smack of the father's prick inside his daughter's tight cunt, a lubricious noise that vanished only when it was drowned out by the girl's high-pitched childish voice begging her father to "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder, Poppa. Stick that big thing all the way up my pussy."

Instantaneously I was forced to come to grips with myself as I realized what was actually the cause of my inner turmoil. My concern for the girl really vanished when I realized she was enjoying what was happening to her. The real conflict seething in me stemmed from my inability to acknowledge that I had secretly wanted my father to do the same thing this little girl was lucky enough to be getting, making me envious of her as I watched her suck her father's giant erect prick and then have it enter the frothing cavity of her precious pussy. I had never even gotten to see my father's dick stiff, and here I was jealously watching a young girl actually living the fantasies I had only barely dared to dream.

The night was still cold, but I was hot as a firecracker as I watched through the hole in the wall, the fucking reaching a fever pitch as the father and daughter thrust their pelvises together, their hips grinding together as her engorged young cunt continued to eagerly devour her father's thick, straining prick. As I watched, all my fantasies about my father's own cock materialized into one lewd image. I imagined my father's cock splitting my cunt as I thrust my fingers under the waistband of my skirt and seized upon the sopping gash of my cunt, momentarily feeling my thighs glazed by the constant flow of filmy cream from my throbbing pussy before I crammed my entire hand, balled into a fist, between my legs.

My attention to my cunt was reaping sticky results as, with the image of my father's ever stiff prick dancing through my head, I tore it further and further apart, expanding all five fingers from the ball of my fist so that they opened like a butterfly inside my cunt, pulling the walls to the ultimate of their spongy flexibility. The cream flowed like wine from my hopelessly aroused pussy, frothing to a bubbling lather that I could feel sliding gradually down my thrusting wrist and arm.

"Oh please, Daddy, come in me, come in me!" the girl was now crying. "Fill my cunt with cum! I can't stand to wait anymore!"

He answered by bucking his hips upward, lurching her frail body up in mid-air, at least three inches of connecting cock sliding out between them before she fell back down on him, her cunt popping as it swallowed the entirety of his fat adult prick once more, her whole body shivering with delight as her father imbedded his cock deeper within her girlish confines.

In the next room their groins ground against one another, his cock totally buried in her tight little cunt. Then, with a rumbling groan, he bucked forward, simultaneously holding his daughter down so that his lurch would drive him even further into her. I could see slimy rivulets of jizz oozing out of her cunt along the sides of his sloshing prick, the drooling overflow coating the bottoms of the spread cheeks of her tight little ass. As the cum started to rapidly accumulate, it began dribbling to the floor, the entire area between the little girl's legs becoming a creamy smear of dripping male jizz.

I jabbed and jabbed at my cunt, striving to come along with them, lusting for that feeling of total erotic inundation that could come only with sexual climax. But nothing I did to myself got me there, no matter how far I crammed my fingers up my cunt, no matter how violently I scraped my wrist against my turgid clit, no matter how vividly I imagined my father's hard cock filling my pussy. All that happened was that I got more excited, lewder, more wanton, more horny, aching for a real fuck, the promise of an obscenely stiff prick fulfilling itself by finally tearing up my cunt and ripping me in two.

My last glance into the next room revealed their fuck was over and he had pulled out of her and the daughter fell to her knees and lovingly lapped off the magic slime from her father's still twitching cock, still so hard that I imagined they would be here all night. But I wouldn't. I was too agitated to stay in one place. I had to move and shake off this maddening electricity that was pulsing through my loins. I had to go back out there and do what I came here to do.