James Barton - X-rated daughter

Quickly, she pulled her mouth off of Bobby's prick and told him, "Fuck me in the ass! Fuck me at the same time – both of you!"

Both men reacted quickly; Fred took hold of Wendy and rolled over, pulling her atop him. Bobby scooted down in the narrow confines of the camper and looked down at her beautiful asscheeks. He lowered his head and licked the girl wetly as Fred moved his hands to her hips. As Bobby's tongue came in contact with the girl's puckered asshole, she gasped and cried out again.

"Yesss, oh yes! There… stick it in… fuck me there… fuck me in the ass!"

Raising his face, Bobby scooted up between the couple's wide spread legs and took hold of his throbbing prick. He rubbed the head over the girl's asshole, then shoved forward slightly. She gasped loudly as the head of his cock was forced into her nether bole. Easing it in, he leaned forward to feel her full ass pressed tight against his belly.

Wendy's head reeled. She could not believe the sensations she was experiencing as the two men fucked her in unison. What little pain she had felt soon passed and she found herself caught up in the wanton act with the two poachers. Raising up on her elbows, she looked down at the man's lust-contorted face and told him, "Suck my titties… lick them… lick my nipples while you fuck me!"

Fred raised his head and caught one of the girl's turgid nipples between his lips. He sucked her lavishly as she ground her pelvis to him and his prick slid in and out of her wet cunt. Fred felt himself cumming and there was nothing he could do about it. He wanted to hold off as long as he could, but the lovely girl's tight pussy was driving him wild. He could feel his friend's prick as it slid in and out of her asshole and the thought that both of them were fucking her at the same time made him dizzy with lust.

Bobby pounded forward with his hips as the girl's asshole accepted the entire length of his cock. He felt her writhing beneath his body and, from the sounds she was making, he knew she was enjoying the act as much as he and Fred were. He heard Fred gasp then and cry out.

"Nooooo!" Wendy screamed. "Not yet!"

But Fred could not hold back. His prick erupted to spurt its hot load deep in the girl's pussy as she writhed atop him, begging him not to cum. "Arghhhhhh… cummin'. Ohhhhh!" he sobbed as his contractions caused his body to stiffen beneath the sweating girl's body. His prick gushed wildly and he could feel his sticky cum running down the sides of his prick to his balls and thighs.

Wendy felt the man explode inside her. She was not quite ready as his hot cum splashed in her pussy and she clenched her muscles tight as though that might stop the man. But she was too late. His cum filled her cunt, then dribbled out from around his twitching prick. As he stopped his thrusting motion, Wendy felt his prick softening and she was left with a feeling of intense frustration.

Bobby continued fucking the girl in the ass as his partner cried out, then went limp beneath them. He thrust deeply with his throbbing cock, for he realized his partner had not satisfied the girl. Rolling to his side, he pulled Wendy from atop Fred, holding firmly to her lush hips.

"Yesssss…" Wendy hissed as she felt herself pulled from the exhausted man. She felt Bobby's hands move over her hips and she shuddered as her legs were spread and he began fingerfucking her. "Yessss, God yes! Make me cum… up high… there!" she gasped as his prick slid in and out of her tight asshole and his fingers found her clit.

Never in his life had Bobby experienced such a wild piece of ass. Had someone told him that just a few short hours before, the writhing, lusting teenager had been a virgin, he would not have believed them.

Wendy ground her ass against the man as he fucked her lewdly in the asshole. His finger was about to bring her off and she sobbed deeply. She saw Fred watching them and as she licked her lips, she noticed his wilted prick twitching again.

"Ummmmm… move up… let me suck you… cum in my mouth!" she told the bewildered man.

Slowly, he moved up and Wendy grabbed his wilted prick. As her warm lips wrapped about it and she teased it with her hot tongue, Fred swallowed thickly – it was growing again!

Wendy sucked the man's prick lavishly as his friend ravished her asshole. She was lost to reality and all she could think about was the fact that she was enjoying what she was doing! She felt the man's prick grow in her mouth and as it did, she pushed back with her hips to get every last bit of Bobby's prick into her asshole.

"Ummmmmm… cumming… cumming…" she gasped as she felt the man behind her stiffen. He too cried out and dug his fingers into her cunt as he spasmed and shot his load of sticky hot cum into her asshole.

Fred could not believe it as he felt his own orgasm approaching. Not in ten years had he experienced two so close together and he grimaced as the girl's hot, sucking mouth brought him to the brink.

Wendy shuddered heavily as the man's prick spurted inside her. Her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave and left her breathless. Just as it did, the prick in her mouth jerked wildly and she felt the man's hands on her head as he cried out.

Wendy's mouth was filled with his cum and she swallowed quickly to keep from losing a precious drop. She sucked the man dry as Bobby went limp behind her and his fingers fell still on her sopping cunt.

Slowly, the three of them regained their breath and their composure. Wendy was the first to move and she stumbled out of the camper and into the chill night air. As she stood shivering in the moonlight, she saw her torn clothing on the ground. Then she looked up and wondered: My God… what have I done… what have I become?

Frank Harris paced the floor nervously before the Chief's desk. Finally, the man set the phone back in its cradle and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Frank… still no word."

"But it's been nearly a week, Bill," he said helplessly.

"I know," the man said and sighed. He stood and came around the desk to comfort his friend. "Look… we've checked every possible lead and we've turned up nothing. I know this might be difficult to accept, but is there a chance that Wendy left of her own accord? You know… just took off?"

Frank Harris looked at the Chief. He shook his head slowly and replied, "No, Bill… there are some things that Wendy just wouldn't do. Running off is one of them. I know my own daughter!"

The Chief of Police looked at his friend and he wandered: Do any of us ever know our children – before it's too late?

It was near dawn when Wendy made up her mind what she was going to do. She had lain awake following a second session of sex with the two poachers and from the snatches of the conversation sift had heard, she knew they would be no aid to her.

"Hell, Fred, I hate to just go off and leave her here in the woods. What if something happens to her?"

"Tough luck… but she'll be okay. It's only about four miles to the highway. She's bound to find her way when it's light."

Wendy waited until both the men were sound asleep, then she crept from the camper and into the night. She dressed quickly, grabbed one of the men's jackets and struck off down the narrow, rutted road – obviously, the only way out of the woods for the men in their truck.

Dawn found Wendy sweating with anxiety. She had found the dirt road again and she knew the highway could not be far off. As she moved tiredly, she thought about what she might tell her parents that would explain nearly a week's absence from home. Nothing, it seemed, sounded logical and she was faced with the fact that the truth was her only hope – the truth coupled with silence about what had actually happened to her.

The sun was peeking over the ridge of the mountains to the east when Wendy came in sight of highway twelve. She stumbled onto the asphalt surface and felt the tears well up in her eyes. She had made it! Now, all she had to do was to flag down a passing motorist and get to a telephone.