J Watson - Hot bed daughter

She opened her mouth and took his cockhead inside her lips. She felt him press forward; she let it slide into her mouth. She didn't move as she felt his hot, throbbing prick deep inside her throat. Finally she felt his hands jerking at her head.

"Come on, bitch," John told her. "Mine's not the first cock you ever had to suck. You know how to do it. Start moving your head and suck, baby!"

He forced her head back and forth; finally she gave in. It was hard to fight the feelings inside her. She did enjoy sucking cock. She enjoyed the feeling of power she got when she had a cock deep inside her throat. She didn't want to suck it in front of the boys, but she knew she had no choice.

She started bobbing her head. She could immediately feel his cock getting slick with her saliva and his dripping cum. She could taste her cunt on his prick and that only made her suck faster. She knew John turned his body slightly so that she would show everything she was doing to the boys on the curb.

"Oh shit, yeah," John moaned. "Oh shit, this is what I like. You know how to do it, baby. You know how to suck cock!"

Her head moved faster and she started using little fluttery movements of her tongue. She could taste more of his thick jism inside her mouth. She drew her head back and could see his cum dripping out of the tiny eye in the purplish cockhead. She felt his hands on the back of her head again. He was pulling hard.

She allowed his cock to slip back into her lips. She could immediately feel his cock getting a little thicker and she knew what was going, to happen.

"Suck it, baby," John screamed. "Oh shit, I'm almost there. I want you to suck it, baby. I want you to suck my cock! Oh, I'm coming. I'm shooting my wad! Swallow it, baby. Swallow it!"

He drove his prick into her mouth one last time, and she could feel his hot jism exploding in thick wads in her mouth. She started swallowing as he kept his prick deep inside her throat. She could feel his hot cum in her belly as she tried to swallow it all. Finally she felt him give one last shudder and take his cock out of her mouth. He wiped his prick off with some strands of her long hair.

"That was fine, baby," John said. "You can dress now. But you keep that pussy warm for me. There's no telling when I'm going to want some more."

John was laughing as he went to join his friends at the curb. Linda dressed and went inside the house. She felt sore and tired… and mostly ashamed. She hadn't known what she was going to get into when she fucked her father.

Linda hated being at home by herself. She was always letting her imagination get the best of her. She was always thinking that she was hearing things when nothing was there. That was why she didn't move when she thought she heard the front door opening.

Her father and mother had gone to a concert that evening, or at least that was where they told Linda they were going. Linda had the feeling that they might be going to one of those swap parties she had heard so much about.

Linda had certainly learned a lot about her father and mother's sexual habits in the past few months.

She thought she heard footsteps in the hallway, but she went on reading her book. She was stretched out on her bed dressed in a filmy black nightgown that was one of her favorites. Her father had already gotten her to pose in it a couple of times. He told her that he liked the way the clingy fabric fit her big tits.

Linda was fairly certain her mother knew her father was sneaking into her room sometimes. A few nights ago Linda had been screaming so loud with pleasure that she was sure her mother had heard. She also knew that her mother wouldn't want to ruin things. Linda was, after all, supplying her with a boyfriend or two.

Linda heard another footstep in the hallway and this time she was sure that she wasn't hearing things. Her parents must have returned early.

She got up and went to the door. "Mother, is that you? You two are home a lot earlier than I thought."

She was opening the door when she spoke and she suddenly froze. Her mother wasn't standing outside in the hallway. It was a boy she didn't recognize. She started to slam her door shut when a hairy arm blocked her way. She turned and realized that another boy was standing in the hallway beside him. She heard a coughing noise and knew that someone else was also there.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"I'm Mark," the boy in front of her said. "I'm a friend of John's. You should remember me. I stood out in front of your driveway a couple of days ago. That was quite a bit of action."

"Oh no," she said softly.

She realized that the three boys were the ones who had been standing on the curb while she'd been showing them her body and sucking off John. She was also sure of what they wanted. They weren't content to peek. They wanted the real thing.

"Please leave," she said.

"Now don't treat us that way," Mark said. "We're just friends. We want to be good friends."

Mark was a tall, blond boy, and he wasn't that bad looking. But the hairy one on one side of her looked like an ape. He was grinning at her lewdly and scratching his chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt. She could see the thick hair on his muscular arms.

"That's Willie," Mark said. "Don't be scared of Willie. He looks kind of ugly but he makes up for it by being mean."

"That's right," Willie said.

Willie still had her door blocked with one hand and she couldn't close it. She didn't try. Instead she stepped back into her bedroom. She thought about running for the window but she probably couldn't get it open and it was a long jump. She might break something. Like her neck.

Mark stepped inside and looked around. "Very pretty. All in pink and lace. Just the kind of bedroom a pretty little thing like you should have."

The other two boys crowded in behind Mark. The third boy was one she recognized. His name was Joe Walker and he was in the band at school. She had always thought he was a nice boy. She tried to appeal to him for mercy.

"Joe," she said. "Don't let them do anything. Please don't. You've always been my friend."

"Don't beg me, baby," Joe said. "This is my idea. I always thought you were such a nice girl. You wouldn't even laugh at dirty jokes. But you fooled me and everybody else. You're nothing but a whore who sucks, cock. And what's good enough for that football jock is good enough for me!"

She knew from Joe's face that she could expect no mercy from him. And she asked herself what she could really expect. They were tough young men and they had already seen her treated like a whore. Why shouldn't they treat her that way also?

"Please don't hurt me," she begged him.

"We're not going to hurt you, silly," Mark said. "We're only going to give you something you'll enjoy. We watched your parents leave tonight. We've been following them. We even know about what time they usually come home. So don't worry about being caught. We'll have just as good a time as we can."

She made a mistake then. She tried to get away. She almost got past Willie but he caught her around the waist and flung her backwards. She landed on her back. She scrambled up to her knees, but the three boys had her surrounded and there was no place she could go.

"I've been thinking about this a long time," Mark said. "You really made me hard when you were fucking him and then sucking his cock. You really got my cock hard!"

Mark put his hands in her hair and she knew what he was going to make her do. She looked around at the other two boys but they were just smiling, awaiting their turn.

"Go ahead, bitch," Mark said. "Take it out. I'm going to let you get a little taste of it just to start the evening off right."

She had no choice. She pulled down his zipper and put her hand inside the small opening. He hadn't bothered wearing any shorts and her fingers touched his cock immediately. She wrapped her fingers around his half-hard prick and eased it gently out of his trousers.