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An uncle’s story

I have been lusting after my niece for years now. It probably started when she was 13. I had always had a thing for her mum, my wife’s sister, Susan. She is gorgeous, long blonde hair, thin supple body, and big tits. When it got cold or she got excited, Susan’s tits stuck out an inch, and she did nothing to hide them. In fact I think she did everything to show them off to me.
My niece, Kirsty, looked almost exactly like her mum, except she had light brown hair. As I said, I started to fantasize about her when she was 13. She was visiting, and had just got out of the pool after a swim. She was wearing a cute 2 piece bikini, which didn’t cover much, when I noticed her tits. They weren’t that big then, about a size 32B, but her nipples stuck out about an inch just like Susan’s did. At that sight, I started getting hard, and quickly dove into the cool water of the pool to hide my erection. When I had regained my composure, I got out and went inside. That night, I masturbated twice before I was able to go to sleep.
I didn’t get to see Kirsty much. Her family moved away shortly after that visit, and I really only got to see her about once a year, when her family came for a visit or my family went to visit hers. I tried to ignore my lust for her, and I did it succesfully for a couple of years.
It was during a visit to her family that our relationship changed. Kirsty was 15, and had developed into a gorgeous young lady. She was a bit of a hand full for her parents, but I always got on well with her, and she never misbehaved when I was around. Her tits were now quite large, 36D. her hair was long, resting halfway down her back, and she had the face of an angel.
One day, my wife Helen, Susan and Kirsty were on the beach and had been there most of the day, and it was starting to get late in the afternoon. Susan had been showing her body off to me as usual. Her usual method was to wait until I was looking in her direction, and she would stretch, or turn over, or a hundred other little things that seemed innocent but weren’t. It got me worked up as usual, and my cock got very hard.
About that time my wife and Susan decided they would go home. I was in no condition to leave, walking up the beach with a cock sticking out the front of my swim suit is not a good look, so I decided to stay a while longer. Kirsty asked her mum if she could stay too, and Susan agreed. I was lying on my stomach hiding my hard cock. I sat up to kiss my wife goodbye, and tried to hide my cock. I gave her a kiss and they left.
There weren’t too many people left on the beach, and as was usual we had got a spot away from the crowd anyway.
Kirsty positioned her towel next to mine and lay down on her stomach. She was wearing a bikini which was very skimpy, and she spread her legs. I watched as he bikini bottoms disappeared into her arse crack.
As they walked away, Kirsty said, “I saw mum teasing you.”
I said, “I don’t know what your talking about.”
She said, “Don’t play dumb with me, I saw your cock when you kissed Helen goodbye, mum did that to you, didn’t she?”
I didn’t know what to say. She continued, “Have you fucked mum before….is that why she teases you?”
Again I didn’t know what to say. I said, “Um, I…..uh….don’t think that’s any of your business.”
She said, “You have!! I knew it, mum is always saying how hot you are”
I said, “Kirsty, we shouldn’t be discussing this.”
She said, “Mick, don’t worry I won’t be telling Helen. But could you answer me just one question?”
I thought about it for a while, and I figured it couldn’t hurt. “Ok just one”, I said.
Kirsty said, “I always wondered whether you ever fantasized about me.”
I was stunned….what do I say? I said, “Where is this coming from?”
She said, “I see things. I see mum teasing you, I see perving on mum, and I see you looking at me the same way now. So answer me.”
I was skating on thin ice and I knew it. I had been presented an opportunity here, and I’d be a fool to pass up on it. On the other hand, I could be getting myself into a heap of shit here. I let my cock think for me and said, “Ok yeah, I have had the odd fantasy about you.”
She said, “Really? I have to admit I have fantasies about you too.”
I got hard again, and I wanted to know where this was going, so I said, “Ok what do we do about it?”
She said, “Well I think we should do want we want to do.” With that she turned over onto her back. She very suggestively brought her hands up under her tits, cupping them. Then she pinched her nipples, which stood straight up.
I said, ” Don’t you think that’s wrong, after all you are my niece.”
She said in a low voice, “If you don’t want me, just say so.”
I growled, “Of course I want you, but I tell you this, we do it all or we do nothing.”
She smiled and said, “I guess we’ll have to see what happens.”
She stood up then, got her towel and shook it. I had no idea what was going on, but she kept packing up. She said, “Its getting late, we better go.” And with that she started to leave. I got up very quickly and said angrily, “I am NOT going to be teased like this.”
Kirsty turned around, stepped up to me, pressed her body next to mine, grabbed my head and pulled my lips to hers. With her only free hand, she reached down and felt my cock, rubbing it through my swim suit. As we started to kiss, I parted my lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth. I reached up and cupped her tits, pinching the nipples hard, making them stand out. She moaned, my tongue met hers, and we kissed like this for what seemed like ages before she broke it off. She said, “I am not teasing you, I want you badly, but if we don’t get home it’ll be sus…..besides this is a bit public, don’t you think?”
I had to agree. The whole thing conspired to have me at full mast again. Luckily there was nobody on the beach anymore, and as we walked home my cock softened enough not to be noticed.
That night we ate dinner and started watching a movie. Halfway through the movie, I got up to go for a drink, and found that Kirsty had followed me into the kitchen. She was wearing a satin nightie that barely covered her arse. I was wearing satin boxers and a t-shirt. As I was bending over to get a can of soft drink from the fridge, she came up behind me, and fondled my arse, reaching between my legs to feel my balls and cock. I gasped, not expecting that, but loving it all the same.
I instantly got hard, and Kirsty acknowledged that by groaning. She said, “Mick, I really need you tonight.”
I turned around to face her and not caring about being caught I took her into my arms and kissed her, moving my tongue into her mouth. She responded with her tongue and we stayed like that for a few minutes. I said, “ok, but we’ll have to wait until the others are asleep.”
We broke apart, and I returned with my drink, Kirsty calling out that she was going to bed.
After about an hour, the movie ended and we all went to bed. After 20 minutes later, my wife was asleep, so I got up and went to Susan’s bedroom, and heard her sleeping.
I then went to Kirsty’s room. When I went in. I saw her sleeping with just a sheet over her. I thought damn it, but I was too excited, and my cock needed to be buried in a pussy that night.
I went to the bed, and gently pulled the sheet back. Kirsty’s nightie had ridden up to expose her pussy. I was very surprised to find that she had been shaving her pussy, because she was completely bald. My cock stood to attention.
I knelt beside the bed and reached over to cup her pussy. She stirred but did not wake up. I then applied a bit of pressure to her thighs and they parted. This gave me access to my prize and I went for it. I moved my middle finger down and started to slide up and down her slit, and on every up stroke, I dipped in to her cunt to lubricate my finger. I smelt her musty pussy juice, and it was what I had hoped for.
Kirsty moaned softly, and spread her legs further apart, it just made it easier for me. With my other hand, I slipped up underneath her nightie, and started to fondle her tits, lightly pinching her nipples. With my hand under her nightie, it made it ride up exposing her stomach. I knew I had to taste her skin, and so I started to kiss her stomach, licking it, dipping my tongue into her belly button. I stopped sliding my finger up and down her slit, and found her clit, rubbing that hard and fast. Her pussy juice flowed out in buckets.
It was the final straw, and with all the stimulation, Kirsty woke. She groaned, “Oh fuck Mick, what are you doing to me?”
I said, “Just what you wanted me to.”
Just then Kirsty shuddered and cum, hard. After she stopped, she sat bolt upright, and that forced me to stop and sit back away from her. She then whipped her nightie off. She then said in a low voice, “My turn.”
With that, Kirsty stood me up, and pulled me boxers down. As she was doing that, I took my t-shirt off. She leaned in and engulfed my 6 inch cock. She was sucking as if it was going to be her last cock, and I was loving it. She was swirling her tongue around my cock head, and gently kneeding my balls. She did this for a few minutes, and then changed tactics. She started to deep throat me. I wasn’t going to last long, and I told her. She ignored me, and I felt my balls contract, and I knew I was going to cum in her mouth. I said, “Ohhh baby……I going to…..cum.”
Kirsty did something then that I would never have dreamed would happen to me. She dipped her middle finger into her pussy, finger fucking herself for a few moments, then she pulled it out, and reached through my legs, and drove her finger into my arse. Kirsty hit my prostrate on entry, and that pushed me over the edge. I spewed my load into her sweet mouth. It was as big a load as I can ever remember, and she swallowed the lot.
I laid on her bed beside her, and we cuddled. I said, “Fuck that was awesome, you were awesome.”
Kirsty said, laughing, “You know, I have never been woken like that, I think I like it.”
I started to get hard again, and I pulled her close and kissed her. As my tongue swirled around in her mouth, I tasted my cum, and it made me harder.
I kissed her face, and moved to her neck. I nibbled at it, and she groaned softly. I moved lower, and paused at her tits. I licked and sucked and nibbled her tits, which became erect like little cocks. I moved lower licking my way to her belly button, pausing there for some time, kissing and nibbling her stomach, before I went lower to her pussy.
Kirsty, by this time, was wriggling on the bed. When I got to her pussy, I licked up and down on the outside of her lips, teasing her by darting my tongue in every now and then. She started to beg me “Please fuck me, I need your cock……..please”
I wasn’t listening. I pushed my tongue deeper, licking up and down. My hands found their way to her nipples, pinching them as I licked. Kirsty grabbed my hair and pulled my head into her pussy. I then found her clit, and just licked it up and down, pressing my tongue hard against it.
It was too much for Kirsty, and she cum for the second time that night. As she cum, her pussy juice flooded into my mouth, and I drank her sweet nectar.
I then climbed up between her legs, positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy, and plunged in to the hilt, she started to moan loudly, and I covered her mouth with mine in a kiss, as much to stop the noise as it was to let her have a taste of her own cum.
I started fucking her hard, pulling my cock almost all the way out, with just my head inside her, and then plunging in as far as I could go. Kirsty lay there for the first few minutes just feeling the senstations, moaning softly, “ohh…..fuck me……ugghh…… shit I love this……do me Mick….fuck me…..” She then started to fuck me back, meeting my thrusts with her own. I started to fuck her hard, and she fucked me hard. I felt I could last forever, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I thought how lucky I was, fucking my beautiful niece. I fucked her like this for about 15 minutes. I felt her have 2 orgasms when her pussy clenched my cock, and then it was my turn.
Just before I was going to cum, Kirsty said, “…..oh shit……I’m……cummmmiiingggg….” And with that I felt her pussy convulse around my cock, and that made me tense drive as deep and I could get within her hot pussy, and then……..explode!!! I gave her 5 or 6 good squirts of cum deep inside her pussy, before collapsing on her and start an embrace.
I pulled out, and found I was still hard……I have never been hard immediately after cumming twice, but I was this time, probably cause I was still turned on by fucking my niece.
Kirsty said, “Your still hard?”
I said, “Yeah, and I know what to do with it….turn over baby.”
Kirsty turned over. and got on all fours. I came up behind her, and took hold of her hips, driving my still hard cock into her cum soaked pussy. I fucked her like this for a few minutes, and pulled out. She looked over her shoulder and said in a disappointed voice, “Mick why did you stop?”
I didn’t answer with words. I put my cock to her puckered arse, and thrust. As I had a good coating of her and my cum, my cock slid straight in. Kirsty grunted with pain, and said, “Stop it hurts.”
I said, “Give it time baby, it’ll be ok.”
I stayed still, my cock buried in her arse. I leaned over and took a hand full of her hair. With my other hand, I reached around and found her pussy, and started to run my finger up and down her slit, paying a lot of attention to her clit. Kirsty started to moan and that was my cue to start to fuck her arse.
I thrust in and out and the feeling was incredible…..she was so tight. Even though I had cum twice already, the sensations were so incredible I wasn’t going to last long. Kirsty didn’t last long at all either. All of a sudden she started moaning loudly, “ohhhh……fuck…… me……I’m cummiiinnggggg……”
With that she cum, her arse clenching around my cock so hard I thought it would break off…….she flooded my hand with cum, and she went limp.
It was too much for me………..when Kirsty’s arse clenched, I thrust deep, and spewed my cum into her bowels. I also went limp, and we collapsed onto her bed, as my cock popped out of her arse.
We embraced and kissed for about an hour after that. Kirsty said after a while, “You better get back to bed.” Reluctantly I agreed, and so I got up and left, slipping back into bed without my wife knowing I’d left.
The next day, Susan caught me alone and said, “Did you hear anything last night?”
I said, “Like what?”
She said, “Like moaning….coming from Kirsty’s room”
I felt a little uncomfortable, and said, “No. Was there a problem, is she alright?”
She looked funnily at me and said, “She’s OK. By the way, we need to talk later.”
I now felt she knew something. I said, “Why not now?”
She said, “Wait till Helen goes to the beach, we’ll hang back and then we’ll have a talk, OK?”
I didn’t think it was ok, but had no choice. I tried to sound normal when I said, “OK, can’t wait.”

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Fantasm

My Lover Is a Vampire

My Lover Is a Vampire
I always believed vampires were real but my beliefs were proven when I met the woman of my dreams. It all started when I went to a bar at around noon. I had a couple drinks before I noticed the most beautiful woman I have ever seen sitting at a table in the corner of the bar. She had black hair that ended at her shoulders. She looked to be about 5 foot 7ish. She was across the room but I saw she had beautiful blue eyes. Eyes I could get lost in. As the day went on I noticed she kept staring at me. I finally got enough courage to walk (or more like stumble) over to her table. After I bumped into a couple tables I finally got to her table. As soon as she saw me walk over she locked eyes with me. I felt like I was in a trance as I stared into her eyes. I sat down across from her and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t keep my eyes off hers. I hardly noticed she didn’t have a drink of any sort over here. She got up and took my hand. I followed her out of the dark bar into the bright sunlight. I followed her to her car and we both got in.
She drove us to her apartment and the next thing I know we are both naked on her bed and she is sucking my 8 inch cock like a pro. I grabbed her ass and pulled her so her dripping pussy was right above my mouth. She was as light as a feather. I started by licking her dripping slit and tasted her. She was so sweet and I knew I could never get enough of her. I then found her clit and slowly started to lick it. When I did this she moaned onto my cock. It was hard not to cum too soon. I slowly worked first one then two fingers into her wet tight pussy. I began to rapidly lick her clit while I thrusted two fingers in and out of her pussy. Then all of a sudden she exploded and her cum covered my face. I tried to drink as much as I could but I still ended up wet. When she came she moaned into my cock while she was deep throating me and I couldn’t hold back as I pumped stream after stream of cum into her throat. She drank all of it and quick as a cat she flipped around so we were face to face. I was shocked by her speed. When she locked eyes with me I asked her what her name was. She told me her name was Serenity and she told me she was going to give me a gift of everlasting love and lust.
I grabbed my cock and placed it at her wet slit. She slowly lowered onto my thick cock and when she had all of me in her she stopped for a short time before she slowly raised and fell on my cock. In only a short time she was bouncing on my cock with raw lust. I could tell I wouldn’t last long. She slowed only a little as she leaned down and kissed my face and worked her way to my throat. I could feel my orgasm cumming when her pussy gripped my cock. In all the lust I barely noticed her bite my neck. It sent me over the edge and I pumped my hot cum into her. Her pussy gripped my cock as she was racked by multiple orgasms. When our orgasms subsided Serenity fell to my side and cuddled up to me. I instantly fell asleep and when I awoke I was in my own bed alone. As I got up I was thinking if it was just a dream. I then noticed I was naked but I slept naked all the time. It was dark out now. I walked over to my bathroom and when I looked in the mirror I saw two tiny holes in my neck. As I looked at the small bite mark I started to wonder if Serenity was a vampire but then again I did see her in the daylight. I decided I would probably never see her again anyway. I took a piss and walked into my kitchen.
As I walked over to the fridge I saw a small piece of paper on it. I removed the magnet holding it on the fridge and opened it. The note read,” Thanks for last night. I will explain everything later. Call me. 555-0123. I took her number and dialed it. The phone rang about three times before her answering machine picked up. I left a message to call me and left my number. She didn’t call me until about 10:30 pm. We talked and she explained that she wanted to meet me. She gave me her address and she hung up. I got into my car and I realized I never drove my car home. I dismissed the thought and I drove over to her house. When I pulled up I saw that other that the one light on upstairs the house was dark. I shut off my car and walked up to her front door and before I could ring the door bell Serenity opened the door and pulled me inside. As soon as the door shut it was so dark I couldn’t see. I didn’t know where Serenity was and I couldn’t hear anything. All of a sudden two hands pushed me and I fell to the floor.
I small but strong body sat on top of me and held me down. The only reason why I knew it was serenity was that I remembered the shape of her body. I still couldn’t see as I asked her if she was a vampire. In almost a whisper she said she wasn’t an impure vampire. She was a daywalker, the pure form of a vampire. All of a sudden she jumped up and turned on the lights. She told me to sit on her couch so I did. She sat down next to me and explained to me that daywalkers are vampires but a pure version. She told me that dracula was a daywalker and that the vampires we know today are an impure form of vampire caused by some kind of mutation. She also told me that I am also turning into a daywalker. She said that if I didnt want to be a daywalker I could walk away and would stay human. It took me all of ten seconds to decide. I pulled her into my strong arms and kissed her deeply on the lips. I mean how could I let go of a woman so perfect and beautiful.

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Diary

GIGOLO FOR TWO SISTERS

“I had you some time ago, and I told my sister Candice about it. She lives on the other side of the country. Every time I speak to her she asks me about my experience with you. She will be in town next week and she has asked me if I can arrange a meeting with you.” Edith tells me on phone.
“She has always had a fetish about really well hung men, but says she has never had one. But I want to watch, would that be alright with you?”

Fantasy

Mrs. H has to chaperone

Mrs. Hernandez, a sexy high school teacher. Chaperones the school dance, along with another teacher, who’s also her best friend. They smoke a little pot, then Mrs. H ends up in the shower with one of her students.

Fiction

Friday night alone for Rachel part 2

Previously: Rachel had been enjoying a night at home with her favorite vibrator when she receives a surprise gentleman caller. . .
Rachel (narrator): 22 yo white, plump/ curvy virgin. Cute face with blue eyes and long brown hair.
For a moment, I could do nothing but stare at him with wide eyes. Was there really a strange man standing in my living room? Maybe I was still uber-high from the pot that I smoked earlier and I was hallucinating. He was about ten feet away from me on the couch and was standing in between me and both the front door and the stairs. I took in his appearance: He was white and tall (about six feet) with dark brown hair. He was dressed in jeans and a dark tshirt and was standing with one hand behind his back while he was staring me down with his dark eyes. He was a large, overweight man. He had a receding hairline and hairy arms. You could tell that he had a strong bone structure under his round cheeks that held a couple days’ worth of stubble. Had I seen him somewhere like the mall or a grocery store, I’m sure I would have not taken any notice of him. Standing in my living room, however, was another story.
After what felt like an hour but was probably only a few seconds, the hand not behind his back moved. He put his finger up to his mouth and made a soft “Shh” noise. That shocked me out of my stupor. I leapt off of the couch and ran to the other side of the room. I frantically searched the room, looking for something that I could use for a weapon. He was still standing between me and my two means of escape. Seeing that, he started slowly approaching me. I, unwittingly, backed up until I was in the corner of my living room. When the skin of my back hit the wall, I remembered that the only clothing I had on was my lady-cum-soaked blue cotton panties. Not bothering to cover myself (because, really, what was the point now?), my eyes began darting all over the room. Why don’t I own a vase?! That’s what they always happen to have as a handy make-shift weapon in the movies!
Fear began to set in as I realized that I was most likely fucked, in more ways than one. This guy wasn’t here to borrow some milk. He was only a few feet away and was still making the soft “Shh” sound. I whimpered. From this distance, I could see that his mouth was curving into a smile. However, I wasn’t just going to give in without trying to save myself. I faked like I was trying to slip by him on his left and then dodged for the right. I managed to run past him a few steps before I felt him grab my arm and bring both of us to the floor.
I remembered my voice then and screamed as loud as I could. “NOO! NO! SOMEBODY HELP!” He slapped my face hard enough to daze me. I was distracted and he was able to grab my other arm. He now held both of my arms by the wrists behind my back as I was laying on my stomach. I began struggling my nearly naked body now and resumed my shouting, begging for anyone to help me. What once seemed like a good idea (to live in an end unit apartment that doesn’t have any neighbors so no one would smell me smoking), now felt like it would be my undoing. Holding both of my wrists behind my back with one hand, he used his other to spank my right ass check hard five times and said roughly, “Be quiet.” He then moved on top of me so that he could hold me down with his body. When I felt his hard cock digging into the small of my back, I screamed harder. Oh, so you want to make me do what you say by hurting me? Well, you’re going to have to hit me a lot harder than that! I know what you want, and I would rather DIE than give it to you!
I drew in a deep breath, prepared to give the loudest shout I could, but I was too late. I found out what he had been hiding behind his back: duct tape. I saw him rip off a strip out of the corner of my eye, and, before I could release my scream, the tape was over my mouth. Seeing me as being sufficiently gagged, he moved off of me while maintaining his hold on my arms. I continued trying to shout and struggle, but I was extremely muffled behind the gag and with his grip on my wrists, there wasn’t a lot I could do. I could feel him moving behind me, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. Then I felt him tape my wrists together. Feeling my wrists bound switched me from being desperate to get away to being in full-out survival mode. I could feel the carpet burning the skin of my breasts and stomach as I moved. There was no doubt in my mind that he was going to try to rape me. Then what? Would he just slip back out whatever way he came in? He had already shown that he didn’t have a probably slapping me around. Would he just kill me when he was through with me?
I fought with everything I had, then, kicking out my feet, shaking my shoulders and hips, trying to roll away from him. Anything that would get me out of the situation. He simply grabbed my wrists and lifted them up behind my back. I tried to arch my back and follow the movement, but I eventually had to stop moving or risk him dislocating my shoulders. He held my wrists with one hand and used the other to caress my back, as if he was trying to soothe me. I could feel how rough and calloused his hands were, how fat his fingers were.
“Shh, Baby Girl. You don’t want to hurt yourself, now, “ he said. “You want to be a good girl for Daddy, don’t you?”
When I didn’t answer, he lifted my wrists slightly as he hand strayed from my back down to pinch me on the ass cheek that he had spanked earlier. He pinched hard enough that I cried out into the tape.
“Don’t you?” he asked again, with a hard edge to his voice.
“Answer your Daddy!” He had squeezed even harder on my ass, and I nodded my head frantically.
I felt completely defeated. The thought of this disgusting stranger touching any part of me made me want to vomit. I would rather him just kill me than rape me and take my virginity. But, in just a few moments, he had me bound and gagged. He must be hiding some huge fucking muscles under that fat, because trying to defend myself against him was like trying to fight off the Hulk. Was it worth it to keep fighting? It was obvious that he was going to have me no matter what. I was no match for him, and I didn’t particularly want to push him to the point that he beats the shit out of me BEFORE he rapes me and possibly kills me. My eyes began to tear up as I realized how overpowered I was. The only real choice I had was to let him do what he wanted and pray that he left afterwards.
I quietly cried behind my gag as he, accepting my answer and sensing my new co-operative attitude, lowered my arms and continued to stroke my back.
“That’s Daddy’s Good Girl. That’s Daddy’s Good Baby Girl,” he cooed at me.What was with all of the “Daddy” and “Baby Girl” talk? It freaked me out. Oh my god, what the fuck is this guy into? It didn’t matter now. I was resigned and he knew it. I felt disgusted with him and disgusted with myself for giving in. His hands left me and he stood up. I took a few deep breaths through my nose, trying to calm down and stop my crying.
Suddenly, he lifted me up and hoisted my mostly nude body over his shoulder, continuing his creepy “Daddy’s Girl” encouragement. He left the living room and started up the stairs. When he headed directly for the bedroom, I whimpered but didn’t struggle, having learned my lesson. He moved with surety, and that scared me. Had he been watching me? For how long? He entered the bedroom and gently lay me down on the bed. He just stood there looking down at me for a few moments, and I squirmed under his gaze.
“Look at how beautiful Baby Girl is. Soo pretty. Let me feel how soft my baby is,” he said as he cupped my cheek and then let his hand trail down my neck, pause to gently cup my breast and rub his thumb in circles a few times around my nipple, continue down my torso, stopping at to rub my stomach like a cat. I hate when anyone touches me there, being really self-conscious about my belly. Having him touch me there with his rough hands made me feel sick. I tried to shift away from his hands. Wrong move.
He slapped my thigh hard, making me yelp. He glared down darkly. “That was very bad, Baby Girl. I know you know better than that. Daddy told you to let him feel his baby’s skin. You need to be reminded of how to be a good little girl for your Daddy.”
He grabbed me by the hips and roughly flipped me over onto my stomach on the bed. He got a fistful of the fabric of my panties and ripped them off cleanly. I cried out behind the gag, my tears returning. I started begging him to just leave, to not hurt me, but it was all muffled. When he sat on the bed and started pulling me close, I panicked and began struggling again, anything to stay away from him. He pulled me so that I was laying bottom up in his lap.
“You know you need to obey your Daddy. Daddy doesn’t like to hurt his Baby Girl, but she needs to be punished for not following the rules.” As he was saying this, he was firmly rubbing my bare ass, gradually adding more and more pressure. Then, without warning, he spanked my ass once. Nothing had ever stung so badly. He paused long enough for me to register the feeling, and then he continued slowly for several more sharp smacks in the same place. His hits then began to increase in pace and strength until he pulled his arm far back and whacked me hard on the ass. I gave a muffled screech. He then started wailing on my ass. I tried to cry out for him to stop and to wiggle away. He just grabbed my wrists again and raised them high, effectively reminding me of who was in control. I could do nothing but sob and try to stay as still as possible to appease him. Once he sensed my submission, he switched up his hit placement so that his blows landed all over my ass, the tops of my thighs and my lower back.
I took it and tried to not focus on the pain. No one had ever even seen my naked body before, and the first time someone is seeing me is when it’s a crazy intruder who was spanking me like I was a little girl. My skin felt like it was on fire everywhere he was hitting me, and I knew that it would bruise. My shoulders and arms were aching, and I was afraid the muscles would start to cramp. With each hit, my naked body would move against his lap chaffing my already rug-burn stomach and breasts. I tried to just let my mind wander, to not be in the moment. I made myself stop crying, if only because it was hard to sob when you can’t breathe through your mouth. His hand was a blur, and I could barely distinguish the individual blows. It was just a haze of burning pain. I could hear him huffing with his exertion. Finally, his spanking slowed and he lowered my arms again. I whimpered as the blood rushed back to my arms, making them tingle painfully.
He was now gently rubbing his fingers over my bruised and burning skin. I’m sure it was supposed to be a soothing gesture, but it still hurt and I would give him anything for him to just stop touching me. I hated this, hated what was happening and what was going to happen to me. This was not how I imagined losing my virginity at all. Every place he touched felt tainted, like he was leaving some imprint in my skin that I would never be able to scrub off or shake loose. My body was burning all over from the spanking and my agitated rug burn, I was having trouble breathing because of the duct tape and because I had been sobbing, and I just wanted it to end. I wanted him to hurry up and do it so he could then kill me or leave. As long as he wasn’t touching me anymore.
He then turned me over so I was sitting up in his lap. He began rocking me like I was a child, and I could feel his hard cock through his jeans poking my thighs. My ass was burning and I almost started crying again, but instead only released a groan.
“There, there, Baby Girl,” he said while rocking me and pressing kisses to my temple. “Now that hurt me more than it hurt you. I hate hurting my little girl, but Baby Girl needs to learn to obey her daddy. Are you going to obey me?” I nodded. “Good girl. I knew you were going to be my good little girl when I first saw you. Now your daddy feels awful about hurting you. Do you want to make him feel better?” he asked, pausing his kisses to look me in the eye. I hesitated but nodded, knowing it was what he wanted and that I was beyond having any options at this point. I had to survive, and I would do whatever it took to make sure he didn’t kill me. I was going to do whatever he said and pray that he left when he was done. “That’s my little girl,” he said smiling.
He then moved me from his lap onto my back on the bed. He pulled me so that my head was hanging off of the side. I may be a virgin, but I watch porn. I knew what was about to happen. I had never given a blowjob before, but in this position I had a feeling he was wanting to do all of the work anyway. If he’s going to make me give him a blowjob, then he has to take this duct tape off. Should I try to call for help one last time? No, I couldn’t. If no one heard me before, they weren’t going to hear me this time. I wouldn’t risk it. After he had me like he wanted me, it was all I could do to stay still. My ass was still on fire, and I was lying on my arms awkwardly. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to move and have him see that as me disobeying him again.
He took a couple steps back from the bed, and began toeing off his shoes. I was scared to death, but I couldn’t look away as my rapist began to disrobe. His shoes and socks went first, followed by his jeans. With my head hanging off of the bed and him only a couple feet away, was basically face to face with his crotch. He wore grey boxer briefs, and I could see a damp patch near the head of his hard cock. His shirt went next, revealing his large, hairy body. He disgusted me. He was fat and gross and I was at his mercy. His hands fell to the waistband of his briefs and slowly peeled them off, his erection bobbing out. I gulped. There was no way that was going in me.
The bastard’s dick stood proud, its weeping head pointed to the ceiling. It was about 9 ½ “ long, but the length didn’t scare me. My favorite vibrator was about 9 inches, so that wasn’t too intimidating. However, it was apparent that his rotundness also applied to his manhood. It was 3 inches wide, wider than my wrist. How was my virgin pussy supposed to take that, let alone my mouth?!
“Aww, don’t be scared, Baby Girl. I know you’re going to make Daddy feel so good.” He stepped forward, and I jerked instinctually, not expecting the movement. “Shh, Baby Girl. Now stay quiet and brace yourself,” he said right before ripping the duct tape from my mouth. It hurt like a motherfucker, but I didn’t make a peep. With the tape gone, I took in a mouthful air. He stroked my cheek.
“You want to make your daddy feel good, don’t you, Little Girl?”
I nodded.
His hand moved from my cheek to get a hold on my hair. “Answer Daddy out loud, Baby Girl.”
I paused long enough for him to tug on my hair before responding, “Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Daddy?”, I said, the word feeling strange on my tongue.
“Yes, Daddy, what?”
“Yes, Daddy, I want to make you feel good.”
“That’s my girl,” he said with a smile. I felt sick. I didn’t want to be pulled into his freaky games. I’m in my twenties, but I’m a Daddy’s Girl. I still call my father “Daddy”, and saying it now in this setting made my skin crawl. He stepped forward and said, “Open.” I obediently opened my mouth. He first ran the head of his cock along my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum, then pushed in a couple inches. He only just had the head in my mouth, but it already felt stuffed. His cock was so fat, I really feared what would happen if he tried to push into my throat. His cock tasted salty and the musky, sweaty smell from his body was already making me gag. The hand that had been gripping my hair moved to cup the back of my head, holding me in place.
“Taste Daddy’s cock. Taste how much Daddy loves you,” he said, thrusting forward once ever so slightly in reinforcement. I started moving my tongue along the head of his cock, cleaning off the pre-cum. It tasted so salty it made my eyes water. I focused on what I was doing and breathing through my nose, trying to ignore his overwhelming odor. Everything about this man repulsed me. I just kept moving my tongue along the head, not really knowing what I was doing. He didn’t seem to mind. He started thrusting shallowly, groaning.
“That’s my Baby Girl. That’s my good, good Baby Girl.” I wanted to cry again. He thrust the first few inches in and out of my mouth. His balls were swinging just inches of my face, and I had an eyeful of his hairy ass. I kept moving my tongue, but my jaw started to ache with the effort and from keeping my mouth open wide enough to accommodate his girth. He started picking up the pace. The whole time, he kept up his words of encouragement. “You’re making Daddy feel so good, Baby Girl. You really love your daddy.” He moved so that he was now hunched over holding my head with both hands as he fucked my mouth. He started hitting the back of my throat, and I freaked. I was scared to death he would try to choke me with his cock. However, he didn’t go further than that, my body gagging a little each time he hit my throat.
He pulled out slightly so that again only the head was in my mouth and started jerking off the rest outside of my mouth. “Take it all, Baby Girl,” he said with a near-shout before cumming with a loud roar. He came in two long spurts in my mouth. It tasted disgusting. It was so salty and sour on my tongue that I thought the taste would make me vomit. He held his cock in my mouth until I swallowed it all down and moaned each time my mouth squeezed his cock. It felt like his cum hit my stomach like lead, like I could feel it sitting in my body.
He straightened up and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. “My baby girl has the sweetest little baby girl mouth. Did you like that, Baby Girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied softly, embarrassed hearing myself say the words but knowing I had to.
He started walking around the bed, and I knew what was coming next. I felt my eyes start to water, but I held in the tears. Crying wouldn’t help now. He moved to the opposite side of the room, and gently pulled on my ankles until my head was on the bed. With a stranger’s dick in my mouth, I had understandably forgotten about my burning ass and aching arms. When he repositioned me, me arms were now bent very uncomfortably beneath my back and my flaming skin screamed at me. I worked my jaw up and down several times to work out the kinks from my face fucking. I stared at the ceiling, awaiting my fate, has he got onto the bed and crawled over me.

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