Paul Tate - Camping with daddy

"Just about ready…" With that, Sam's hands slipped to the cotton clad firmness of her gently uplifting tits. He wasted no time in wedging his hands behind her back and, with a neat snap of his fingers, undoing the tight clasp of her bra. The smooth resilient mounds seemed to sway out of their own accord, their tiny brown nipples coming to instant erection as the cool night air rushed over them.

Sally squirmed for a helpless moment, letting out a deep tortured sigh when the swamp man's lips came into warm contact with one of the smoothly rounded spheres and he kissed it lightly, tracing a hot moist path to its tip that stiffened again in spite of her revulsion. She clenched her teeth and gnashed them. A man touching her like this couldn't make her tits feel good. It couldn't!

"Oh… ooohhh, pleeeease, no!" she pleaded in abject supplication, but her protests seemed to incite the man rather than to stop the insane play of his lips and kneading fingers over her hotly quivering naked titties.

Sam knelt down to the side of the blanket and again Sally was filled with the vain hope that he had decided to stop. She could feel his breath graze warmly against her flesh in a steady rhythmic pulse that kept time with the sharp pounding of her nipples and she could sense the slight change in his position as he reached up towards her leg. God, it was as though her vulnerable position had given her a second sight into the man's depraved mind and she was capable of foretelling his obscene intentions of fucking her before he had even touched her cunt. His hands ran the full length of her naked slim legs for a few indecisive moments before they came to rest on the remnant rags of her tattered panties, his fingers lingering there, fondling at the smooth, taut skin of her upper thigh just below her cunt lips.

Hot, stinging tears spilled in the helpless girl's eyes as the huge, burly swamp man slowly slipped his hands down to the sparse blonde frizz of her pussy hairs, stroking them lightly then teasing his finger gently downward to the soft virginal slit of her nakedly exposed pussy lips. Her stomach buckled up at the unaccustomed hot little sensation up between her legs. But he was caught up in his lewd task of exploring her cunt and didn't seem td notice.

Sally, cowering back now in complete terror, her eyes closed, heard the harsh metallic sound of a zipper being opened in haste in front of her. She felt the big rough man lift himself up beside her, and then she felt the warm smooth pressure of his cum-foaming cock head being pressed against her naked thighs. She could feel its, stickiness where the wet hot seminal fluid seeped from its large inflated cock head. He arched up on his knees directly over her. With his hands beneath her hips, he pressured her ass-cheeks off the blanket toward him, and in one swift ripping sound, tore the tattered remains of her panties from the full white half moons of her now stripped naked ass.

"Oh, God," she moaned in fear and humiliation, feeling the silky material catch between her knees. She jerked back frightened when his hands reached down and ripped them from her legs, pawing only seconds for him to admire her tits and pussy.

"She sure has a sweet little cunt, Pete. Look at that tight little fuck hole!"

His meaty hand reached her and with a sudden jerk, he pulled her up against him and thrust his mouth over hers, his tongue snaking down past her lips into the depths of her throat. She lay next to him limply, despair filling her mind as she felt the hardness of his cum-slickened cock throbbing into the tender softness of her belly.

There was no escaping getting her cherry fucked away now, and she realized it clearly as she sensed his hands roaming over her huge vulnerably defenseless tits. Then the lewdly grinning swamp man began working his way down the length of her naked trembling figure, licking his tongue down between the twin peaks of her mountainous breasts until he reached the flat tantalizing plane of her stomach. His tongue darted into her belly button tormenting her and she groaned slightly and seized his hair to pull him away. But with a low growl, he pushed even further down, aiming for the split of her thighs and reaching underneath her ass with his hands to raise her naked cunt up to meet his face.

"No, nooohhhh, please, not that! Don't lick my pussy…" she screamed in an agony of embarrassment and fear. But he had squirmed upside down on the blanket and thrown his leg over her body in such fashion that his knees were on either side of her head, holding her pinned tightly down, while his long cum-glistening cock swung heavily down over her face. His head was burrowing hotly between her legs like a hungry rodent and his tongue-fucking slippery in and out of the moist flowering slit of her nakedly entrapped cunt.

The girl's cunt jerked involuntarily upward as she felt the electrifying contact between his lewd, wetly slavering tongue and the tiny pink tit of her clitty. As she raised her head to look down in shock, her lips accidentally brushed the bulbously throbbing tip of his massively swinging cock. She turned her head away instantly hearing a lewd grunt of satisfaction coming from the hot cunt-lapping mouth down between her widespread legs.

The old man took advantage of her movement to improve his position, pushing her legs even further apart and clamping his sweating palms against the naked inner flesh of her thighs. She struggled to pull her legs and cunt lips together again, but it was a hopeless battle against his vastly superior strength. She raised her head slightly trying to avoid his hard cock and could see down between her huge tits as he poised over her like a beast of prey.

Trapped in moist flesh of her naked pussy was offered up to him in helpless sacrifice and she could see the saliva and her own juices glistening around his panting mouth as he tongue-fucked hotly at the helplessly spread lips of her cunt.

Slowly, this thumbs moved from the half moons of her ass-cheeks up into the soft, fuzz-fringed split between her thighs and reached the tender pink lips covering her tight little cunthole. Then, with a slow torturing movement of his fingers, he drew the sparse hairs of her cunt apart, exposing the smooth wet inner walls to his lustful eyes. For a moment, he seemed content merely to gloat over her nakedness as she lay helplessly trapped upside down beneath him in this desolate swamp, with only the lap of the water to drown the roar in her head.

Then, he snarled like a starving animal and ground his face abruptly back down into the thin fuzzy patch between her legs. His snake-like tongue lapped teasingly at the thin vertical opening and began fucking hotly up into the sensitive throbbing walls of her thumb-split cunt-hole.

Her body jerked involuntarily as a desperate moan hissed from her lips and her nakedly spilt ass-cheeks began to grind recklessly down into the blanket, as she futilely attempted to escape this obscene animalistic tongue-lapping of her cunt.

"Please, oooohhh! Don't tongue fuck it!" she cried and then quickly snapped her mouth shut as he pushed his cock lower in an attempt to fuck the heaving pulsating hardness into her open mouth. She could not believe that this humiliation was actually happening to her. She searched her past in one fleeting second, desperately trying to reason what she had ever done to deserve such humiliating debasing. Oh God, it was a horrible, unbelievable nightmare! She was being fucked in her nakedly split pussy hole by a seventy year old swamp man, it was far from a nightmare.

He listened to the girl's groans with keen pleasure, feeling the soft blonde hair of her head brush against his inner thighs as she flailed her head helplessly back and forth between them. Again and again, his persistent tongue speared in and out, flicking in and out of the involuntarily dilating walls of her helpless cunt. This was not the first time in his life that the man had rape-fucked an innocent girl caught alone in the swamp. He was getting to be something of a master at teaching them doggie tricks.