James Barton - X-rated daughter

Wendy felt a sudden surge of warmth between her legs as her bean pounded heavily in her chest. She tried to understand what was happening to her body as she felt her legs stiffen involuntarily and her body being washed with a wave of sensation. She had never before experienced a feeling like that and it took her totally by surprise as she reached her first, orgasm. She whimpered and gasped for breath as she felt the man force her head down and her mouth was tilled with his hot, throbbing flesh.

Gregor felt the girl quivering beneath his experienced hand and he felt the urge to laugh. His own orgasm was so near, yet he wanted to hold back as long as he could. He heard her whimpering, then her body tensed and stiffened as the spasms shook her. Her virginal pussy seemed to clasp his stroking finger as he excited the pleasure but she hadn't known existed.

Wendy felt the hot flesh in her hand and mouth expand suddenly as she washed it lavishly with her tongue. The feelings she was experiencing seemed to grow as his prick jerked spasmodically. Suddenly, Wendy became aware of the hot fluid pumping into her mouth; she gagged again and tried to pull away from the spurting thing, but the man held her tightly. She felt her mouth filled to overflowing as he held her head down and finally she was forced to swallow, or choke. The taste was not unpleasant, but her senses reeled as she drank his cum.

Gregor cried out deeply as his prick began to spurt in the girl's mouth. He held her head down as his other hand squeezed the soft, warm flesh of her naked ass and he thought how good it would be to stick his prick in that tight virgin cunt of hers! But it would be far too costly and he knew it – Paul would pay a premium for this one!

As his prick jerked one last time and the final contraction passed, Gregor sighed deeply and released his hold on the girl's blonde head. Her hair spilled forward, covering her face from view, and he brushed it aside as she choked again and swallowed the last of his sticky white cum. Her hand was tight on the base of his thick cock and he shuddered as she seemed to milk him gently.

Gregor rubbed his hand over the girl's naked ass. She held her head still and his prick twitched in her mouth. "Enough, little pigeon… you will make an excellent cocksucker with just a little practice," he told her and lifted her face.

Wendy felt his mouth on hers and she submitted as his soft tongue entered her mouth. The feeling of revulsion was gone and as his hand played over her full tits, she was filled with wonder at what she was feeling. Still, she was stunned and, as he lifted his face from hers, she realized she still had a firm hold on his prick.

Then, his wards found their way to her confused mind and she was struck again with the thought: My God, what's going to happen to me?

Finally, Gregor pulled away from the girl and raised the seat. He laughed cruelly as he saw the girl glance to her right to find there was no door handle. "Just sit still, little pigeon," he told her as he stuffed his wilted prick into his pants, then tossed her panties to her. "Just a short drive and you will meet your new family…"

Wendy felt a new fear go through her and she tried desperately to understand what was happening to her. Then, another fear came to her as she watched the man bind her wrists. She cried out once as he placed a blindfold over her eyes, but he paid her no mind.

Gregor glanced at the girl, then reached across to fondle her tits one last time before pulling down her sweater. He sighed deeply, turned the key in the ignition and put the car in reverse.

Wendy sat huddled in the corner of the seat as far away from the man as she could. The blindfold over her eyes frightened her, but the man's last statement before leaving the secluded spot in the woods frightened her even more. His mention of her "new family" sent chills up her spine and she choked back her tears as she felt the car twist and turn through the night.

Gregor glanced over at the girl from time to time and he was tempted to pull over again so that he might enjoy her tender flesh one more time before turning her over to Paul – the man who would control her life for some time to come. He could not count the trips he had made to the isolated mountain retreat, nor could he recall all of the girls he had abducted over the past few years.

Wendy tried to sort out her feelings as they drove on in silence, but she could not. She tried to block things out of her mind – the things she had been forced to do – but that too, seemed an impossible task. Impossible, because of the feelings she had experienced during the depraved act the man had forced upon her. It was as though there had been some dark awakening deep within her, and when it had happened, she had done her best to deny what she was feeling – but the sensations had been too strong, too real to be denied.

Gregor looked ahead as the turn-off came into view, then he glanced at his watch in the dim light from the dash as he slowed the car. There would be ample time to return to the city for an evening's adventure after he had been paid for his delivery, and he considered what he might do that would surpass the excitement of having the inexperienced young girl suck his prick.

As they turned off the main road and continued on a narrow, bumpy cinder road, Gregor reached across the seat and pulled the blindfold from the girl's eyes. Wendy blinked as she looked out and saw the tall pines that shadowed the road; she had no idea where they were or how far they had driven and her tears welled again as she thought about home. Then, Wendy sat up as a large, well-lighted cabin came into view.

"Here we are, little pigeon," he said and honked the horn once. "Your new family awaits you!"

Again, that surge of fear brought on by the thought of the unknown raced through her body as they drew up before the cabin.

It was not until the man had dragged her from the car and they were climbing the steps that she realized how large the dwelling actually was; it was two storied and the upper portion had a sun deck or balcony that completely encircled the portion of it that she could see. Wendy felt herself dragged up the steep steps and when they reached the top, the wide door was thrown open and a man stepped out.

"Well, it's about time… we've been expecting you for over an hour!" the man said and cast a sidelong glance in Wendy's direction.

"There was traffic…" Gregor lied and thrust the girl forward to stand in the light that came from the interior of the cabin.

"Well, well… what have we here?" the man questioned as he placed his hands on his hips and looked at Wendy with a warm smile on his face.

Wendy looked up apprehensively and found a handsome man staring back at her. He was nearly as tall as her own father and about the same age. His dark, curly hair had streaks of gray at the temples and he smiled to reveal a row of even, white teeth.

"And what's your name, little lady?" he asked as he reached out to touch her flowing blonde hair.

"Wendy Harris," Gregor answered for her and chuckled as he stepped forward and patted her on the ass. "And she's a virgin!" he added.

The man lifted an eyebrow and smiled again as he asked her, "Is that true, Wendy. Are, you a virgin?"

Wendy felt her face burning and she moved away from Gregor's hand as he continued to play with her supple ass cheeks. She dropped her eyes and nodded silently.

"Well, Gregor… looks like you've earned a bonus on this one. Come on in and Stella will pay you…" He winked. "Then I want to talk to you about a special order… if you know what I mean."

Gregor laughed deeply and shoved Wendy ahead of him. They entered the cabin and Wendy was surprised at its modem decor. To the right was a large kitchen with a long table; directly before them was a larger room, comfortably furnished with the traditional stone fireplace along the left wall. As they entered, a tall red-haired woman came down the stairs.