Donna Allen - Family raped and ravaged

He told her to suck his cock again. She continued sucking his cock until he had another hard-on. He taunted her. He said she had the mouth of a cock sucker.

"Nice lips. Next time, you do me with lipstick. You'll put on a nice red lipstick for me, huh?"

Next time? She trembled as he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He rubbed his cock-knob over her face, the tip of his prick leaving wet streaks on her cheeks.

He told her to get on the bed. She did what he wanted, then she watched as he got out of the jumpsuit. He put the knife down as he did it.

"You try anything and I'll cut your face," he warned.

His underwear came off. He had a big hairy body. Lots of dark hair around his cock and balls and over his stomach and chest. He lifted his balls in his hand and smiled at her.

"Show me some pussy, baby. Open your legs."

She moved her thighs apart. She saw the lust in his eyes, and she prayed he would fuck her and leave before Cindy arrived home. She was in a panic that he would get hold of Cindy and rape her.

He came onto the bed now and knelt between her legs. His cock swayed like a club, a heavy prick with a fat knob, almost purplish in color. He told her to pull her knees back, and when she did what he wanted he mounted her. He worked his cock inside her cunt. He groaned as he fucked in.

"Tight, baby, tight. You're a gorgeous piece."

She was tight because she was dry, but he didn't seem to care about that, or about hurting her. What he cared about was the way her cunt grabbed at his cock as he fucked in. When he had his prick all the way inside her cunt channel, he lay down on top of her. He told her to get her legs around him. He started fucking her. His cock sawed in and out and he held her ass in his hands. He squeezed her ass cheeks as he pounded her cunt.

She could smell his foul breath. She kept her eyes closed. She prayed he'd be quick. She could feel his big balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her.

Then suddenly he pulled his prick out. He knelt back on the mattress and told her to turn over and get on her knees. She trembled with fear that he'd want to fuck her ass, but she had no choice. She rolled over and positioned herself on her knees with her ass facing him and her head down. He chuckled as he stroked her ass cheeks.

"It's a nice butt. Come on, get those legs apart. You're acting like you don't even know how to fuck."

She did what he wanted. He tickled her cunt lips with his fingers. He spread her cunt wide open. Then she felt his cock again. She was thankful he was fucking her cunt and not her ass. He grunted as he drove his prick home. Leaning over her, he grabbed her tits in his hands and growled in her ear.

"I bet you're a hot fuck with your old man. Come on, let's see some of it. Shake your ass, baby!"

He started pounding her pussy. His belly slapped her ass cheeks each time he fucked in. He was kneeling back now, holding her hips with his hands as he fucked her. She felt his big cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Her pussy was wet. She could feel the lubrication in her cunt channel. She was mortified by it. God, how she hated him! He continued pounding her pussy from the rear, until finally he shot off in her cunt. He grunted as he came. He rolled his hips around as he churned his cock in her pussy. Then at last he pulled out and patted her ass.

"Nice tight cunt. I thought maybe you'd have a fucked-out pussy, but you're still good." He told her to turn around and take his cock in her mouth. He wanted her to clean his prick. "Suck it off, honey. I like a clean dick."

She sucked his limp cock, until he pushed her away. Then he left the bed and looked at the photos of her and Phil and Cindy on the dresser. He questioned her about her husband and daughter. He said he would hurt her if she lied. She had to tell him what Phil did for a living. Then he asked where Cindy was. "And don't give me any bull shit."

She trembled as she told him the truth. She said Cindy was at a friend's house. She was so afraid of him.

Cal smiled. "You lied before, huh? You got this cute teenage pussy in the house and you don't want me to get near it."

He had such evil in his eyes. She felt so degraded by him. He'd fucked her twice, and she'd sucked his cock before and after. Now he made her leave the bed. He told her to come into the bathroom with him. He said he didn't trust her. She had to stand there and watch him piss. She was completely digusted by it. He saw the look on her face and he laughed at her.

After he finished pissing, he told her to sit on the toilet. She sat down. He smiled at her and told her to piss. He pointed the knife at her and warned her. She was helpless. She did have to go, but to do it this way, with someone watching her, was so awful. She started pissing when he moved the knife close to her face. He laughed at her. He told her not to be so bashful.

"Now flush the toilet and let's get down to the kitchen."

He made her walk in front of him. They were both still naked. When they were inside the kitchen, he unlocked the back door. Then he told her to make some breakfast for him.

He said, "I want bacon and eggs and toast. And don't burn the fucking toast. I hate it when the toast is burned."

"Can I put something on?"

"Fuck that! I want you naked," he said, "I like looking at you just the way you are."

He squeezed her tits and laughed as he slapped her on the ass. "You're nice to look at, you know that honey."

She set about getting him breakfast. Once more hoping that afterwards he would leave. Maybe he'd forget about Cindy. She worked at the stove making his bacon and eggs, while he sat at the kitchen table. He turned the television on. He talked to her about the soap opera on the screen.

"I used to watch the soaps in the can all the time," he said.

She was conscious of his eyes on her body as she moved around the kitchen. She prayed Cindy wouldn't come home. What could she do? She thought of running out the back door, but she was certain that he would catch her first. She had to play along with him until she could think of something. There was still a chance, that after he had breakfast he'd clear out. He'd already cum twice, and she doubted he would want to fuck her again. Then she felt his hand on her ass as she stood at the sink. He laughed as he tickled her cunt from behind.

"Hold still honey."

But she squirmed when he touched her ass hole. He said she had a great ass, and that he liked a woman with a good ass. Then he slapped her ass and told her to bend over the sink. When she complied, he told her to spread her ass cheeks with her hands. She hesitated a moment, then she did that, too. She felt him looking at her ass hole. She felt so awful having him do that. He touched her ass hole with his finger.

"You get enough here from your old man?"

"Please don't…"

"Answer the question."

"He doesn't… I mean, I've never…"

Cal laughed. "Cherry ass? Jesus Christ, a cherry ass!"

He pressed against her now as he played with her ass. She felt his cock rubbing up and down her ass crack. She was desperately afraid now, afraid that he'd fuck her in the ass, but what he wanted was her cunt again. He spread her cunt hole with his fingers, then he pushed his cock inside of her cunt channel and started fucking her. He held onto her hips as his cock fucked in and out of her pussy. He told her to move her ass.

She was amazed that his cock was hard again. Then she remembered he'd been in prison. She was probably the first woman he'd had sex with in years. She felt his big balls slapping against her cunt lips each time he rammed into her. He talked to her about her cunt. He said he liked her body. The pace picked up and he was soon pounding her from behind. He grunted while he fucked her. She kept her head hanging over the sink and her legs wide apart as he fucked harder and harder.