Nan Bangcroft - Putting Out For Pop

Then a cold finger touched her ass crack. Gabby flinched and a wave of juice oozed from her cunt. Patty's dily finger smeared Gabby's crack, touched her asshole. It winked reflexively from the chill.

"Look Daddy, see how tight and pretty it is?" Patty asked. Mike looked. Gabby's lust raged higher as did her gut-knotting terror.

Gabby moaned. A wave of fire broke over her as Patty twisted an oily finger into her winkie. Her head hanging, her ponytail curling across the bed, she groaned as Patty twisted and turned her greasy finger in the shit valve.

"Sweet God," Mike growled.

"Do you want me, Daddy?" Gabby whispered ravenously.

"More than I ever believed possible," he answered. "Forgive me, Gabby, but I've got to. I've just got to.”

Gabby felt like she was going to pee, she was so excited. "Do it Daddy, do it all the way. All The Way.” Her voice trailed off, became an animal groan of anticipation. Patty's finger jerked out of her burning bung.

Patty's pale slender legs were replaced by Mike's strong, hairy columns. Gabby had been upside down so long her head throbbed from all the blood in it. For just a moment, she raised it. Her ponytail curled over her shoulder.

There was a blistering hot touch at her bung, and she jerked like an electric current had slammed through her. The touch became a slowly building pressure against her anus. For a moment, her body resisted. Then, she fought the reflex, tried to shit, and felt the sphincter yield. She felt the very tip of her father's prick enter her. The flames that lashed her nerves almost made her delirious.

"Go, Daddy," she moaned, putting her head down again.

She felt him wedge into her a bit more, felt her crap-per dilate to let him in. He forced her bung wider and wider with the head of his dork, until her hole began to sting, to burn. It was reaching its limit, beginning to stretch painfully.

"It'll never work,” she thought. He was going to tear her wide open with his mammoth shaft. Reason said that if Patty could take it, she could take it. But her lust and instincts and terror knew no reason. She was going to be torn and shredded by the brutal battering ram. The terror made her want it even more.

There was a slithering, stinging, wrenching feeling. Gabby howled with agony, and the stretching feeling eased suddenly.

"The head's in," Patty reported. She was avidly watching the penetration. She circled her bung with one oily finger, tormented herself by not buggering her own butt.

"Okay, Hon?" Mike managed to ask.

"Wonderful," Gabby moaned. "Oh, Daddy, it is so unbelievably good. Get it in all the way.”

She felt his cock slither through her burning bung. She felt it drive everything ahead of it as it bull-dozed its way into her tight tunnel. Reaching down to her crotch, she slipped a finger into her cunt. She was amazed to find it was pinched shut by the bulk up her rear. Reaching back a fraction farther, she felt the oily shaft that was slipping slowly into her bowels. She fondled the heavy balls that were holding the sperm that was going to hose her rectum.

"Halfway," Patty moaned, her voice thick with lust "More, Daddy," Gabby whispered. Her insides were burning up. "More.”

She clutched her cunt, felt his phallus jam deep into her body like a mammoth, rock-hard turd. It felt like the contents of her belly were going to be driven out her mouth.

His hips jammed up against her rear, and his balls nudged the hand that was probing her twat He was in, all the way in. She knew it even though she didn't hear Patty report it.

"Feels like I'm so full I'm going to burst," she moaned. "Oh, Daddy, it is so wonderful! So unbelievably wonderful!”

"I can't last long in there," Mike told her hoarsely.

"Bugger me," Gabby moaned. "Bugger me, Daddy!”

He drew his dick out slowly. Her bung dragged out it. He drove back in, and she felt like she was being driven inside herself.

"Look out, Gabby," Patty ordered, pushing Cabby's hand away from her pussy.

Gabby felt her lust rage higher as Patty squirmed under her and began tonguing her clit Looking down, she saw that Patty was staring up avidly at where her sister's butt was being reamed. Patty was pumping fingers in her own immature pussy as she sucked clit and watched.

"Gonna cum, soon," Mike groaned, moving his cock in and out Gabby felt like she was being torn to shreds. She was cumming, cumming like a faucet all over Patty's face. But she was so overwhelmed by the orgasm that she couldn't talk, couldn't tell her father about it.

"Sssheeeeiiiittttt," Mike snorted. The cock in her bum erupted, scalded her with live steam. She felt the tower up her ass pulsing and pulsing as jizm flooded her cruddy depths in thick, gooey spurts. His weight bore down on her, and she slid slowly forward on the bed. His cock, twisted in her tail because of her changed position, wrung itself dry.

Patty was smothered under two bodies. Mike was on top, his cock still in Gabby's butt. Gabby was next and Patty was on the bottom. Patty huddled there as a slow, thick trickle of something dripped down from her father's balls and onto her face.

Gabby was in agony from the cock in her rear. She squirmed and writhed, shat out his shrinking pecker, felt her strained sphincter close. One stinging driblet of jizm escaped her rectum as it sealed.

She roused when he felt someone wiping her ass with a warm wash rag. Weakly, she turned her head. Her father was tenderly cleaning her aching tail. The sight was so touching, a wave of love made her eyes fill. "Oh, Daddy," she sighed, reaching for him. She pulled him down beside her and hugged him.

"You two can snuggle there all night. I'm going to bed," Patty announced practically.

"Don't wake Micaela when you do," Mike cautioned.

"Don't latch the door. I'll be there in a few minutes,” Gabby added.

"Don't do this, don't do that. Sheeeshh!" Patty snorted good-naturedly as she left.

"What are we going to do about Micaela?” Gabby asked. "She's gotten awfully uptight since you went t© your secretary's. You've balled ‘Caela, haven't you?”

"Yes. I took her cherry. She's jealous. She isn't certain I fucked Joan, but she suspects.”

"I don't mind you balling others, because I've got a boyfriend," she mused.

"But Micaela doesn't," Mike pointed out.

"She has Chris-sort of," Gabby countered.

"But she doesn't fuck with him.”

"Should she?”

"I don't know," he admitted. "You all scare the shit out of me, frankly.”

"Will you leave ‘Caela to me?" she asked, easing out of his embrace and standing up.

"You have an idea?" He flopped wearily to his back.

"Uh-huh.”

"Going to tell me what it is?”

"No. It might scare the shit out of you.”

"Oh, great!”

"Good night, Daddy," she said softly from by the door. His only answer was a deep, contented snore.

Micaela felt sullen and gloomy. Gabby's invitation had done nothing to lift her spirits. The man she really wanted was sitting right there in the living room. He might as well have been a million miles away.

"Come on, ‘Caela, it'll be fun," Patty said.

"No, I don't think so," Micaela said. "The beds need changing.”

"Oh, pooh, they do not,” Gabby snorted.

"We can change our own tomorrow," Patty said.

"No.”

"Why don't you go ahead," Mike said from behind the paper. "Makes more sense than staying home alone. I have a golfing appointment and won't be here.”

"Oh." Micaela felt her last faint flicker of hope fade away. If he had been going to be home, nothing could have dragged her out.

"Chris is going to be there," Gabby said. Her tone implied that she was playing her trump card.

"He is?" Micaela felt a glimmer of interest. She hadn't seen him since the time with Daddy. In fact, she hadn't seen him since that glorious, naked afternoon romp. She could still feel his hot stickiness on her hands, the way his cock had jumped like an animal trying to escape her while it pumped its life's blood over her fingers.