Marvin Winters - Incest With Daddy

Not long now! For a moment I wanted to run away. I wasn't ready for this yet, too young, too innocent-but I wanted him! Yes, there it was, the mighty tool with which he would perforate me. Now he let me touch it all I wanted, and when I scrambled into the sucking position he turned around and began kissing my pussy and feeling me up with his big fingers. Which one of the girls had mentioned fingers? I knew now what she was talking about. One finger entered me and it felt like a cock, hard and determined as it pushed its way right in to the knuckle. "Wow, you're dripping wet!" he said with admiration in his voice, "In that case let's not fool around, Renee. You're ready!"

"Am I?" My pussy tightened about his finger as if to hold it there. The finger was manageable but what about this great stalk? I clutched at it with both hands and there was still enough sticking out at the top to fill my mouth. "Wait a minute, Evert, please!" He didn't move and I quickly stuck his glans into my face to suck on it and play for time. I knew what I was doing with him in this position. My tongue skated about the smooth flesh of his knob and my lips mauled his flesh, my hands worked his cock's skin up and down to nut erotic friction on the edge of his glans, and for a while it looked as though Evert had given in.

"That's enough, I want to fuck you right now," he said suddenly. To my horror his cock slipped out of my grasp and his knees came down between my legs so as to force them apart He towered over me, big and black and powerful his hands holding my arms pinned to the bed his cock sticking out like a flagpole, and I began to whimper. "Don't be frightened, you're going to love it," he told me as he moved into position. The weight of his body crushed me into the mattress. Down below I could feel his blunt instrument bumping against my pussy, and his face came to rest on the pillow next to my head. I was tense, sweating, but a little reassured at the obvious impossibility of his cock getting into my tiny pussy. "Tight," said Evert, as if agreeing with me. "That's beautiful. It's a long time since I've had a real tight pussy. Now hold on and don't make any noise!" At that his knob wrenched my cunt flesh apart and barged into my body. It took my breath away! The pain flashed to every part of me and made me quiver as if I'd been electrocuted. I started to yell and immediately he pressed his lips over mine, kissing me and keeping me quiet. His cock moved back and rushed in for another shot. An inch of it lodged in my hole and pushed harder to get all his swollen knob inside. I strained to repel it but too late. There was a brief relief as the thickest part slipped inside and my cunt muscles closed around his shaft.

From there on everything went fuzzy. His cock slid in and out, each time pushing further into me, bulldozing its way to the very bottom of my cunt, and all I could do was moan and cry. He was so big, so very big, and it hurt me so much! An instant of acute pain went by before it had really registered, and after that his cock found less resistance down there. Evert was laboring on top of me just as Daddy did to Ma, in and out, sweating on me, breathing heavily. He no longer had to kiss me to keep me quiet. My groans were tiny. I clung to his arms and felt the muscles rippling as he worked to drive his dick up to the hilt into my distended pussy. What would the girls say if they could see me now? I wondered. And what would my mother say?

In that murky landscape a sudden beam of light came, twinge of pleasure to contrast the pain and discomfort. It took me by surprise and for a minute I held my breath, fearing the pleasure would provoke more pain. But no, another shaft of bliss relieved the fuzzy monotony, and another, a kind of ecstasy of which I had never had a taste! Now I clung to Evert for a very different reason. The delightful sensations coursed through my body with as much force as the pain had been able to muster, and I was shaking and quailing, lost in one rush after another. He had to start kissing me again to muffle my cries. His dick slithered in and out so easily now, and whenever he thrust down his pubic bone bashed into mine to send out a new shower of ecstatic sparks. This was too nice, too good, I couldn't hold out any longer! I began to yell as the pleasures mounted to an immense crescendo. Evert put a pillow over my face and kept right on pumping. In the stifling darkness I gave vent to all my newfound bliss, screaming and sobbing, and going with the waves of passion to the very crests. And when I thought I would lose my mind if he didn't stop soon, a soft, barely perceptible sensation erupted down in my pussy. It had to be his climax, such a soothing wash of warm cream, and when he stopped I was sure. I pushed the pillow out of the way and started to kiss his face.

"That was wonderful, Evert, oh thank you, thank you!" I whispered. He looked so tired now. His cock pulled free and he rolled over on his back, too weak to even light a cigarette for himself. I did that for him and I would have done anything else for him, only he ordered me out of his room curtly. "But will we do it again?" I asked.

"No, that's the end of the lesson." He kept silent while I put on my clothes, and then added in a softer voice: "I have to remember your mama, don't I?"

Yes, he did have to remember my mother. It was late at night when I was awoken by the sound of quarreling voices in the next room. I got out of bed at once and stood on the chair to hear what my parents were saying. Evert had aroused my curiosity more than he had satisfied it with his sketchy account of his relationship with my mother. And now the details were being fleshed out for me by my unwitting parents.

"Perhaps you've been too good to me lately," I heard my mother say, a note of scorn sharpening her voice. "Hell, twice in one week, I don't know what prompted you to be so virile! But now that I want it you don't want to hear about it, right? Okay, I can accept that. I'll call Evert."

"Why don't you give it a break!" said my father. "Goddamn it, woman, do you have to have a length of meat up you day and night? Go to sleep and let me get some shut eye, too. I've got to be up early for the big parade!"

"Screw your parade and all your khaki boy scouts," said mother, very angry now. "Do you want me to go down to his room?"

"We agreed you wouldn't do that, I have to be present and right now I'm too tired. Can't you leave it until tomorrow evening?"

"I'm horny now!" I peeked through the grill and saw my mother standing by the side of the bed, her naked body voluptuous and her face cross. Daddy was on the bed. He had on pajamas that were buttoned right up to his throat and he looked for all the world like a reluctant bride. I felt sorry for him, though. My mother's sexuality oozed out all over, those big tits, the full haunches, her dense pubic bush pressed in between large thighs, all made her look pretty intimidating. Daddy waved wearily and told her to call Evert then, if she really had to. Ma picked up the phone and dialed his number. "Invert? Why don't you come on up, honey? Yes, right now!" She slammed the phone down and said: "What the hell is going on? You men are taking this day of rest too seriously."

"Why, didn't he want to come up?"

"He said he was tired, too." My mother paced nervously about the room, stroking herself now and then but unable to set up any kind of rhythm. "Tired my ass! What does he do all day, beat his meat? Jesus Christ, they ought to make masturbation a criminal offense!" Dad grinned to himself. When Evert entered the room he got off the bed and sat in an easy chair so Evert and Ma would have plenty of room. I looked at Evert's face and saw that he wasn't eager. A blow job and a good fuck had taken their toll. "There you are, honey," said my mother, flinging herself onto the bed, "and don't tell me you're too tired for me, you don't look tired."