John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

"Mmmmmnnnnuuu!"

"Yeah baby, suck it, suck it good!"

Brit was ashamed and shocked and devastated by what she was observing. But between her thighs something altogether different was happening. The blonde down that lined the edges of her cuntlips had gotten damp. When she rocked her hips, juice oozed into the silk crotch of her panties.

"Ohhh God… what's happening to me?" she whispered.

Brit's father scooted to the very edge of the mattress so be could put his knees on either side of Juanita's head and squeeze a little. His legs were draped over the girl's pretty back. His hands were still deeply tangled in her hair. She was helpless and, as she angled her head, Brit heard more of the crackling, suckling sounds. Her father was pushing Juanita's head up and down with a steady rhythm. More spit trickled down the girl's chin and dripped to her thighs. She had a look of sadness in her eyes, but there was something else too… a fire that seemed to make her skin flush. Her brown nipples jutted sharply upwards and Brit hadn't noticed that they'd looked like that before.

The girl's breathing was different too. Her short, brown nose was flared at the nostrils and her eyes shut tight. Brit watched her father pull Juanita head forward again and her shoulders shook as she gagged on the huge thing that was poking into her throat.

"Gh… Uhhnnnnnn!"

"Oh God," Brit whispered to herself, "oh God, God, God, I don't believe it!" Her daddy's stomach heaved as the Mexican girl's plump lips curved around the tip of his prick again, as her tongue lapped the underside with glossy spit. The thrashing of the girl's arms behind her back excited Brit in a way she didn't understand. Why should it excite her to see someone tied up like that? But the thrills made her skin burn and she was pushing a hand under her skirt, under the elastic band of her panties.

"Ohhhhh… God… yessss!" she breathed, letting her middle finger glide into the slick, smooth mess between her outer lips. The velvet lining was hot to the touch and when she rubbed her clit, it throbbed with hot life. But at the same time she felt wrong… perverse. To watch her own father make that poor Mexican girl… suck his cock.

Then everything changed before her eyes. Her father grabbed the Mexican girl by the shoulders and jerked her up onto the bed on her back. Brit could hardly watch as he pinched her mouth so he could get his cock in again. Then that swollen, dark tip pushed between Juanita's spit drenched lips and Brit trembled as she watched her father lunge with his hips. His cock was long and slender. It went to the back of Juanita's throat and he kept it there, jabbing and rolling his hips while the brown girl flopped convulsively.

"It's… awful…" Brit sighed, fingering her little clit harder than ever, plunging her firm bottom in and out instinctively. Her ass cheeks flattened against the wall each time she humped. Her finger fanned the tiny pinch of sensitive meat that made the storms rage through her body.

Her daddy's cock was pulled back until Brit could see the shiny, veined surface. She could see the swollen, taut head resting on Juanita's bottom lip. The girl turned her big brown eyes up to him for mercy. He pushed his cock between her teeth again, brought it back. Then Brit saw the tiny droplet grow at the slit. It was milky-looking and she knew it was the stuff babies were made out of… the stuff she'd been made out of.

"I gotta get out of here," Brit whispered to herself. But she didn't move. Her bare toes were splayed against the floor, her hips rocked gently against her probing middle finger. She leaned against the wall and watched.

Juanita saw the droplet too… or tasted it. She threw her head around and started to whimper. Brit's eyes widened as she saw her daddy force the girl's mouth open again and slide the tip of his cock into it enough so that the first powerful fountain of cream poured onto her tongue.

"Noooooo… yyyuuuuuu!"

"She's d-d-drinking it," Brit gasped under her breath. The brown girl's throat, pumped as she forced the stuff down. Brit wondered what it must taste like. Rut her thoughts were like wild horses. She couldn't forget that this was her daddy making the poor, bound girl eat his cum! And the sounds she made…!

Brit saw some of the thick stuff hanging from Juanita's chin. More was leaking from the corner of the girl's mouth. It looked stringy and slick. Brit felt slightly sick. But the sickness was only with her for a moment. The excitement was stronger, more insistent. She rubbed her firm young ass against the wall and gouged her clit unmercifully with her middle finger and thumb.

"Uuuuuu… nhuuuu…" She knew she could come like that. Watching her very own father mouth fuck the Mexican maid. It was horrible. But terribly exciting. Brit wondered if maybe she had weird ideas about her daddy that she'd never faced consciously before. After a moment she decided that she didn't. It was merely the shape and appearance of the male cock as it slid in and out of Juanita's mouth. It was the groan of her father and the loose swing of his balls against the underside of the Mexican girl's chin. They slapped when they hit her there. And the cum crackled and slurped as more hot seed flooded out.

"Ohhhmmmm!" Juanita groaned, jerking her bound wrists. They were crushed under her body, making her more helpless than ever. She kicked her knees high as the slender prick speared her throat again.

Another jolt of pleasure made Brit's knees tremble. She pushed herself away from the wall and started back towards the stairs. But at the last second, she glimpsed the figures in the bedroom. She saw the fountaining strings of white jizz leaping from the tip of her father's cock. She saw the pool of white curds overflow from Juanita's mouth. She heard the gurgling noise as the brown-skinned beauty tried to gulp the stuff down, choked and spilled it from the corners of her lips. The slick, glossy stuff cascaded down her chin and neck and hung on the big nipples of her tits.

Brit got to the bottom of the stairs and then ran. There was a funny feeling that kept trying to surface. A feeling she'd never had before. It had to do with her daddy and all the years she'd never suspected that he had a side to him like she'd just seen. But more than that, she was excited by what she would have to tell her best friend, Jody. She could almost see Jody's eyes bugging out of her head.

She hurried through the orchard and came up to the small cabin from the back. And there on his tiptoes, peeking in the window was a slender, sunburned boy. At first Brit didn't recognize him. Then she saw the small scar on his back, the way his baggy jeans hung from his hips. Billy Caruthers. He stayed with his older brother at the garage on the highway since the family had dissolved some years ago. He was a sort of orphan, even though he was looked after by kin. He was a curious kid of twelve who hung around the neighboring farina out of boredom.

"Billy!" Brit said, coming towards him. The boy turned, blushed and took to his heels. Brit cocked her head at him as he disappeared into the woods in the direction of his older brother's garage. "I wander what he was peeking at?" she mused aloud. Brit went to the window and put her fingers on the edges of the sill.

Jody was on her stomach on a bunk. She was naked. And between her parted thighs, Brit could see the white vibrator. It was deep in the redhead's body and the girl's shaking fingers urged it slowly in and out as she rolled her full bottom slowly. A groan shuddered in the room and then another. Brit bit her lip and smiled. That little bastard Billy had really been getting an eyeful alright.

And the more she thought of him watching Jody, the hotter Brit got. She found herself thinking of that lean, sun-kissed male body. She'd always thought of Billy. But now her thoughts covered him in a completely different way. Had he had a hardon? Of course! He must've had one! Brit swallowed and went around to the front porch and sat down. The door was cracked a little and she could hear the final gasps as Jody pushed her young body over the line. There was a bang as the vibrator slid to the floor. Then more moans and finally only breathing. And sighs.