Randy Howard - Chained daughter

"Jeez, Connie!" There was awe in Roger Bradshaw's voice as he worked the top of the teenaged girl's one piece swimsuit down from the swell of her large tits. "Holy Jesus, you're beautiful!"

"Flatterer!" Connie Cain giggled as the boy pressed his lips to the top of her tit. Roger was fifteen. He cupped the soft tit globe in his hand, rubbed his thumb over the tingling nubbin of erecting nipple. "Oh, Roger!"

"Christ, I'm hot!" said Roger. "I'm so Goddamn hot I'm gonna explode! Feel my cock, Connie!"

The handsome black-haired youth pressed his throbbing groin against Connie's thigh, rubbing up and down against her leg. His steel-hard cock pushed the waistband of his low-rise trunks away from his belly. Connie, who was six months younger than Roger, looked down and saw his flaring cockhead. It was only half-concealed by the dark blue fabric of his brief trunks. A thick patch of curling pubic bush was clearly visible around the white base of the cock.

"Roger! Somebody will see us!"

"Fuck them!" said Roger, nuzzling her tit with his lips. His tongue darted across the nipple, and Connie gasped. "Fuck them all! Goddamn, Connie, let's fuck!"

"No!" She yelped as Roger sucked the nipple between his teeth and bit down on it. She gasped again as the boy's fingers pressed down against her burning mound, pushing the cloth of her swimsuit into her slit. "Roger!"

"Jesus, Connie!" Roger wiped his mouth. "You've got me so fucking hard I can't stand it! Come on, don't tease me! Let's fuck!"

Connie tossed her short blonde hair and quickly looked around. The little cove was deserted. Only a lone seagull flashed into sight, gliding over the steel-gray ocean. The cove was hard to reach from the public beach, protected by rocky bluffs. The beach was covered with water except at very low tide. The tide was coming back in now.

Connie resisted Roger's moving hands as he caressed the shape of her ass. The boy moaned against her tit as his tongue lashed it with slobbering strokes.

"Roger! We've got to go back!"

"Fuck, you!" he said. "We're staying right here until I get my cock in that beautiful tight cunt, Connie! Come on, you've been teasing my cock ever since your Goddamn father moved into town last fall. Jesus Christ, Connie! How much bullshit do you think a man can stand?"

"No-oh!" Connie sucked in breath. "Roger!"

Roger grabbed her hand, pushing her fingers into the front of his trunks. His cock popped free and slammed against the bottom of Connie's wrist. It seemed to burn there, hot and dry, although clear fluid leaked through the hole in the shaft as she stroked it. Connie worked the foreskin back beneath the glans. Her fingers brushed the wiry hair around his balls, found it harsh against her fingertips.

"Roger! Stop it! We can't fuck here!"

"Like fuck we can't!" he cried.

Suddenly Roger's hands roughly grabbed the top of Connie's swimsuit, and yanked it down to completely expose her tits. The girl gasped again, trying to cover her tits with her arms. But Roger wasn't finished. He pulled the suit down farther, hooking his thumbs in the bunched fabric. He forced it over the swell of Connie's hips, until her cunt was exposed to the ocean breezes.

"Jesus! Fucking beautiful!" Roger's eyes glistened as he stabbed his hand across Connie's cunt. He kneaded the swollen outer lips and worked his fingers inside as the girl sighed with pleasure. Connie's head sagged against his shoulder and she swallowed, the last of her resistance gone.

"Jesus, Connie!" cried Roger. "I gotta fuck you, or I'll go fucking crazy!"

"Yes, Roger! Yesssss…"

Connie moaned as her arms went around Roger's back. Her hands slid up to wrap around his neck and her eyes closed as she pushed her face up to his hungry mouth. She stood on tiptoe to reach his lips. Roger grinned in triumph as their lips crashed together. Connie's tongue stabbed out against him, pushing across his teeth. Her head twisted back and forth with lust.

"Oh, God!" cried Connie, breaking free. "The blanket, Roger! Open it! I've got to have you!"

She twisted away from Roger to finish stripping naked. Connie sighed with pleasure as the cooling air moved between her thighs, across her hot sexual flesh. She caught her own tits, raising them and rubbing her palms over the nipples. Burning needles stabbed into each nipple as Roger shook out the blanket and dropped their towels close at hand. Then he turned back to Connie, ready to strip his trunks down. She saw what he was doing.

"No! Let me do it, Roger!"

The boy sighed happily as Connie moved to him, dropping to her knees. She caught his trunks and stared at the cock shaft as it bobbed up and down before her eyes. Connie swallowed, her tongue licking across her lips as she studied the swell of the glans. She saw the tiny triangle of skin holding the foreskin to the cockhead, white against his pink cock flesh as it stretched to its limits.

"Oh, Jesus!" Roger sighed and thrust his groin forward as Connie captured his cock in her hand. The girl forgot what she had started to do, kissed the cock instead, gently. His stab banged the heated cockhead against her teeth and she jerked away. His precoital fluid smeared across her lips. She licked them, and found it a most satisfying flavor. Her throat working, Connie touched her fingertips to her lips, eyes even wider in surprise.

"Suck it, Connie!" begged Roger. "Suck my cock!"

"I can't!" she said. "It's too big!"

"Seven inches!" he said, proudly. "Come on, you can take it! It's easy!"

Connie shook her head, already feeling the stab of pain his cockhead would make in her throat. Yet her teeth were opening, her head moving closer. She was drawn by the magnet of his cock, caught by a mysterious force stronger than gravity. Swallowing again, Connie's teeth opened and her tongue pushed against her lower lip.

Roger stared as the gap between her lips, and his cock narrowed. Connie's hands dropped to her tits again, twisting the nipples until they hurt.

"Ohhhhh, no! No, I can't! I can't…"

But even as Connie protested her mouth moved against the throbbing cockhead. It pointed up from his groin at a 45 degree angle. Roger bit his lip, his hands only inches away from Connie's temples. He moaned with pleasure and grabbed her head as she took his cock between her teeth.

"Oh, God! Suck it, Connie! Suck it!"

Roger's hands forced Connie all the way down on his cock shaft, slamming the burning, steel-hard erection back into her throat. His cock crushed her dangling uvula. Connie's nose banged his groin, bruised and hurting. She twisted away, fought free of his hands. Tears in her eyes and sobbing, she fell to her ass.

"You hurt me, Roger! Damn you!"

"Oh, Jesus!" Roger dropped beside her on his knees, and caught Connie into his arms. "Christ, Connie! I'm sorry, baby! I couldn't help it! I couldn't stand it! Please, I won't do that again!"

His hands roamed over the girl's naked body. He rubbed her tits, pushed his fingers down through her sopping patch. One finger darted through the outer lips and rubbed against her throbbing clit. Connie gasped as fire stabbed through the erect nub and forgot the momentary hurt in her mouth. She arched her back, raising her groin to thrust it against his hand. Roger's finger moved deeper across the top of her slit.

"Oh! Oh, God! Forgive me! Do it to me, Roger!"

Roger gasped as Connie tightened her cuntal muscles against his finger. He worked the finger free. It was soaked with her preliminary juicing. The boy studied Connie for a moment, then lay her down on her back. He winced as he rose over the girl and his trunks caught beneath his balls. He paused to strip them down from his feet, not watching to see where they landed when he tossed them away. Then he dropped to his knees between Connie's drawn-up legs.