Grace Wilkinson

Aunt Dorothy book II

CHAPTER ONE

"Rosalie, a little to the left!" Nick Rogers shifted his corpulent form disagreeably to the side and Rosalie compliantly began to rub his pale un-tanned back. As she rubbed, her large round breasts swung tantalizingly from side to side and the smooth complexion of her nakedness gleamed dully in the darkened room.

"I'll get that little cunt if it's the last thing I do!" Nick muttered, half to himself.

"Nick… I wish you wouldn't use such… such… language!" Rosalie said the words gently but she felt anything but gentle. Nick had talked of nothing else since his pretty young wife had divorced him in Mexico to marry her widowed brother-in-law… and Rosalie was frankly sick of hearing about it. But she was careful to hide most of her disgust with the old man whose mistress she had been for some months now. Everything she had now… the apartment, her clothes… everything, were because of him. And still she couldn't bring herself to feel grateful to him… he was just not the kind of man one could admire. She'd been secretly glad in fact when she found out that his wife had left him… she knew after all, how much Nick cheated on the woman… and she knew just how unpleasant he could be!

She rubbed him the special way Nick had taught her, a combination of rubbing and scratching that had to be done just so to please the aging realtor.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh…" Nick sighed. "That's good, Rosalie… that's good…"

Rosalie sighed and continued her rubbing, moving her small agile hands all over the large area of Nick's back. Her dark hair fell forward into her eyes and she closed them, blotting out Nick's image in front of her on the big king-sized bed and substituting a young man of her choice… a young man she had known a long time ago. She scarcely heard him as Nick continued to carry on about his plans… her thoughts were miles away.

"… and as for that little snip…" he blustered. "… that little bitch Lee! If I could just get my hands on her… and one day I will!" His mouth still smarted from the sock in the jaw the little teen-age girl's father had given him just when he was about to cum in her hot young mouth. It had cost him a pretty penny at the dentist too, to get all those caps put in. It wasn't as if he had tried to seduce the girl… it was she after all who had come on to him! Or at least he thought it had been that way. The thought occurred to him that she had deliberately trapped him… she had seemed unduly pleased when her father attacked him… and after all the moaning and groaning she'd been doing while he had manipulated her almost hairless little pussy… he wished her father had been there to hear that! But whether she had set it up deliberately or not, his ego was sufficiently crushed for him to want to retaliate. The combination of things was just too much… he'd returned home that night right after the scene with Lee and her father Art and found a note from his wife telling him she was leaving… that she wanted a divorce… that she was going to marry Art… of all people! Probably been carrying on with him for months, too… her own brother-in-law. True, her sister Betty had been dead and buried for years, but he was her brother-in-law none-the-less… and she was a married woman to boot! Married to him! He wasn't going to let them get away with it. At the time, he had to submit to her demand for a divorce… what with Art having caught him with the kid and all… but shit, if they think they're going to live happily ever after, they've got another thought coming!

The last thought Nick spoke out loud and Rosalie who was still kneading the soft flesh of his back said, "Yes, Nick… I'm sure you'll take care of it…" She smiled falsely down at him in the dark, wondering when the worst part of his visit was going to start. She felt a little shiver go up her back at the thought of what he had made her do the last time… but still, she supposed it was better than working in some office… she couldn't even type! But one day she hoped to have enough of Nick's money saved up to leave Philadelphia for good. She planned to take an aptitude test and find out what she was best suited for. She blushed now angrily as she remembered having made the mistake of mentioning her desire to take such a test to Nick one day. His loud obnoxious laughter still rang in her ears… and his words…

"You're only good for one thing, honey… and that's this…" He'd lewdly waved his exposed penis in his hand and then dragged her down on the sofa with him.

"God, I hate you!" she thought, rubbing furiously.

"Take it easy… hey…! I think that's about enough of that!" Nick turned over on his side and Rosalie stiffened slightly, sitting back on her heels on the bed. Nick rolled over and propped his head up on his hand, his elbow digging deeply into the soft mattress, taking in the familiar sight of his beautiful young mistress. He let his eyes feast upon the beauty of her curvaceous body, the perfectly up-tilted breasts with the large deep brown aureoles, centering thick pointed nipples that he loved to suck… the gently tapering line of her thorax toward the nipped in waist. She had an old-fashioned kind of shape… an hourglass figure. Her full blown perfect hips and statuesque thighs were just made for loving… the perfect body for his purpose! He let his gaze roam across her gently quivering breasts, and seeing that she was breathing heavily, he assumed that she was already aroused. He looked downward toward the dark curls of her pubic triangle… he'd gotten a lot of pleasure from that little honey patch… and he was counting on getting a lot more!

Somehow today, he couldn't get his former wife out of his mind… nor the little brat Lee who had gone from being her niece to becoming her stepdaughter! Maybe it was because he had just seen an article in the paper about the local Girl Scout troupe… and little Lee's picture had been among some seven or eight other girls singled out for some special merit badge. The sight of her pretty little blonde face had brought back all his recently created wounds and he had found himself staring at the picture, staring at the neatly pressed uniform she was wearing and recalling just what her little thirteen-year-old body looked like under it!

"Com'ere honey…" he called to Rosalie, reaching out for her. He pulled her down on top of him as he rolled over onto his back, feeling the soft cushiony shapes of her breasts squeeze against his chest, and then her flat belly pressing against his own pot as he hugged her to him. His thick cock, in a semi-erect state all this time, leapt to full hardness, grazing the open slit of her vagina, as it reared upward through her soft curling pubic hair. She lay flat upon him, unmoving for a second and then she began to slowly undulate on top of him.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm… you smell good… baby… real good!" he murmured into her neck. Her dark curls were falling into his face and he sniffed appreciatively of her flowery perfume. He began a little short bucking movement upward against her, savoring the womanly feel of her, enjoying the goods he had bought for himself, as he so often put it to the cronies at the club. Yes, he thought, rubbing his fingers up against her moving breasts… for what Rosalie lacked in brains, she made up in other ways. That was the only kind of woman for him from now on, he thought. They were all good for but one thing, anyway. No use getting them too smart like that ex-wife of his. Dorothy was a real looker, alright, but he should have known better than to marry an ex-school teacher… or to marry anybody for that matter!

Rosalie's brown tipped nipples rolled neatly between the thumb and forefinger of each of his hands and he could hear her sighing above him. She was working her legs in and out a little like she was hot for his cock… well, he'd give her a good taste of it in due time… all in due time! He could feel the blood engorged head of his prick thickening second by second as Rosalie's warm belly rubbed against it. The soft foreskin enveloping his hardened cock was being pulled backward by the force of her movements and the rubbery tip of his penis pushing up from inside. Harshly, he cupped her trembling buttocks, enjoying the soft pliant feel of the sensuous mounds in his hands. He separated them, manipulating her entire lower half by moving each smoothly, round nether cheek just the way he wanted it. He brought her up a little bit so that his swollen prick would slide easily into the wide spread area of her warm, inviting pussy.

"Aaaahhhh…" Rosalie sighed as the smooth, sponge-like head slipped teasingly inside the sensitive outer labia surrounding her clitoris. The worst part of everything was that she couldn't help feeling pleasure with this crude man… it just wasn't in her body to remain emotionless while he did such things to her. Her pink inner folds responded by moistening at his first touch… her vagina began to ache with desire and still within her heart, hatred continued to lurk for this dreadful man!

Nick's mouth sought hers and a thick tongue pressed deep into the soft darkness beyond her lips. She gurgled and twisted above him, trapped by his hands cupped on her squirming buttocks and the growing pleasure between her long beautiful legs. She tried to tell herself that it didn't matter… to summon up from some great depths a particle of affection for the older man, but it didn't work. The blinding desire caused by the working thickness of his penis brushing against the outer periphery of her genitals seemed to feed on her disgust. His tongue was so thick in her mouth that she could hardly breathe and he let it roam lazily about every corner of her oral cavity, exploring her teeth beneath her tongue, reaching far back toward her throat. She felt like a rag doll moving about on top of him, beginning to shake her hips now from side to side, feeling the big cock glancing against the sides of her cunt.

"NNNnnngh!" she groaned, wanting to plead with him to enter her… but she couldn't bring herself to do it… not yet, anyway. She pressed her big full breasts hard down into his chest, fervently returning his kiss, hoping to speed his entry into her seeping depths. Using all the strength she had, she pulled herself upward, feeling his creeping fingers sink into the widespread crevice of her buttocks, slipping about near her rectal passage, moving lewdly up and down. She positioned herself so that the small hot opening of her vagina was centered directly above his erect, thick-veined penis. By pulling herself up and supporting her weight with her arms on either side of him, she was able to suspend herself momentarily over the bloated head. Her knees pulled up along side his thickening body and his hands continued to teasingly search within the softly giving confines of her exposed buttocks. She could feel the deceptively soft touch of his hardened cockhead against the slightly throbbing lips of her cunt and she knew that by pushing just a minute fraction of an inch downward, she would feel its complete hardness entering her. God, she thought, she wanted to feel that hard cock inside her… she wanted it!

"Come on… fuck me, honey… come on!" Nick spoke into her mouth. His hands moved upward and grabbed onto her hips. Then holding on tight, he jerked them mercilessly downward with a fast forceful movement.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!" Rosalie screamed out with the acute white hot pleasure coursing through her vagina, shooting fire-like through her womb as the giant instrument sped upwards as her hips pressed down upon it, letting it sink with a dizzying delight into the tight warmth of her pussy. All her cuntal muscles contracted around it, massaging its rock-hard girth as it entered, accepting it with full acknowledgement of the rights it had to enter her private world.

God it felt good!

"Ooooohhh… ooohhhh… Ahhhh!" she cried out, as it sank all the way in, striking hard against the highest point of her straining cervix. She could feel herself going to pieces around the thick impaling rod that rose up between her wide spread thighs… she just couldn't control herself anymore. She wanted to feel more of it, to cum again and again around it. She began to move up and down, up and down upon Nick's cock, perspiring from the energy she expended over the man who kept her.

"Oh, Nick… Nick… Nick…" she began to murmur. "Oh, Nick!" The cock rammed up into her and slid back out. Nick started to flick his hips upward at each downthrust as his eyes wide open, he observed his mistress at her frenzied task. He knew that her words were not directed so much at him as at his cock and he didn't really care. If she loved his cock and hated him… so what! This girl really knew how to fuck!

He watched the mask of eroticism that had transformed her beautiful face and he thought that the only time her face had any real character was in bed like this. Her black hair flew around her face and shoulders as she moved, and her splendid breasts jerked and swayed in counter rhythm to her movements. He bent up and grabbed one thick nipple between his teeth, holding on for dear life as the tightness of her pussy continued to pump up and down warmly and wetly on his lust-hardened cock.

"Oh, God… Oh, God!!" Rosalie cried out, her excited feminine secretions surrounding the thick pole that churned drill-like within her tremulous pussy. "Oooohhh."

Nick realized that the young girl was going to cum any minute now and perversely, he didn't want her to… He wasn't ready yet, for one thing… and for another, he didn't want it to be that easy for her. Quickly, he reached forward, once more grabbing her hips. He grunted and held on, holding her suspended teasingly above his cock just as she was at the height of her desire. Rosalie moaned and flailed about above him, tears springing to her eyes as she realized that yet another time he was going to postpone her orgasm to the very last minute. He knew that that way she would do anything to attain it… anything to make the moment come faster.

"Oh God… no Nick… no!" she screamed, trying to slip her hungrily clenching pussy back down onto his rigid cock. Just one more thrust and she knew she would have been there… but now… who knew, it might be hours before she could get to that point again! She sighed heavily and fell forward against his chest, her legs stretching straight out against his, his cock pressing up against her gently curved stomach. Her pussy was throbbing hotly and she moved a little, trying to rub her sensitized clitoris against his groin in a furtive hope of triggering the orgasm that lingered just below her exposed nerve-endings. But the older man began to push her down, rudely and without ceremony, and Rosalie let the tears that had already started, swell and run down her cheeks as she scrambled downward, understanding just what it was that Nick wanted her to do.

"That's right, honey… suck it… suck it good!"

Rosalie's ears burned with the lewd words. She hated doing this… absolutely hated the feel of his hard, heavy cock in her mouth. But she tried to muster up some enthusiasm as she found herself face to face with the large sperm-swollen testicles that were slung below Nick's rampant member. His cock was ugliness personified she thought as she took in the sight of its veiny surface right before her eyes. While she watched, Nick made it jump obscenely and Rosalie felt her stomach turn. She managed to subdue her revulsion however as the still tingling base of her belly reminded her that the sooner she did what was expected of her, the sooner she would find gratification.

The moist tip of his rod brushed her full red lips and she opened her mouth to enclose its bulk. She let the entire bulbous head enter her mouth, feeling it strangely soft against her teeth as it entered. Above her, Nick grunted and muttered something she couldn't hear and moved his hips sharply upward, thrusting the entire shaft inward toward the back of her mouth. Rosalie gulped and then felt Nick's big cock pressing against the entrance to her throat. She thought she was going to gag but she managed to suppress it, gasping for air around the enormous rounded flesh that filled her oral cavity.

She was kneeling on the bed below him and on either side of her nude body, Nick's hairy legs spread out, jerking upward every now and then as she slaved over his wet throbbing cock. Her firm buttocks waved high in the air behind and anyone coming upon the lewd tableau from the rear would have been treated to a beautiful view of Rosalie's well formed derriere as well as the temptingly exposed area of her moist and unsatisfied genitals.

Above her, Nick became more and more excited. He was recalling how he'd stuffed his penis into little Lee's mouth very much like this and how it had felt… if only he'd been able to get into her little thirteen-year-old pussy! He could just imagine what it would feel like! Much like that other girl's had felt so many years ago. About ten years to be exact and she'd been only ten at the time. How he'd managed to get into her he didn't even recall, but he had… and it had been incredible. He'd always intended to treat himself to something like that again… too bad Lee's father had caught him just before…

"Mmmmmmmmmm… that's right… like that, honey!" he called down encouragement to Rosalie as he placed his hands on her head, he forced her mouth all the way down onto his throbbing penis. "Yeah! Yeah!" he urged, beginning to huff and pant heavily.

"That little cunt Lee!" he cried out loud. "I'll fuck her little pussy good!"

Rosalie heard and couldn't believe her ears… and yet as her tongue moved up and down his enormous, and still growing cock, she realized that she wouldn't put anything past him. She knew that Lee was only a little girl… his ex-wife's niece. And as the hardness of Nick's cock thudded against the back of her mouth, she thought that she too had once been a little girl and remembered bitterly the uncle who had "played" with her up in the attic of her parent's home. Nick was very much like him, she thought… very much. But the awful thought made that tingling start up in her pussy again and she squirmed her buttocks a little, feeling the smooth air tickle over the exposed area. Nick's cock pulled completely out of her mouth and then plunged back in again to the hilt. His balls pushed up obscenely against her chin. The full mounds of her breasts nudged hard against the tense tendons of his thighs and she began to derive a measure of pleasure from the scraping of her nipples against the hair growing there.

There was a rhythmic wet sucking sound expanding into the bedroom as she continued her mouthing, letting his large penis slide in and out and sucking hard upon it until she could feel its heated friction against her lips. His hands on her head forced her mouth all the way down on its full length and she began to pretend that it was in her vagina like that… all the way in, sinking to the hilt! The fantasy made her warm to her job and she began to manipulate her tongue agiley around the bloated instrument, sucking softly at the top of it each time she let it slide into her mouth. He would cum soon, she thought… and then maybe he'd make her cum. He'd be able to do it a second time, she hoped and that time…

"Suck it honey suck it!" Nick grunted out, his face purplish with lust. The tendons in his neck stood out and sweat dripped from his forehead. He pinched hard on Rosalie's nipple, so hard that she thought he was going to rip it off. But the harsh pain turned inside her to a violent thrill that ran up and down her body and even the thrusting cock in her mouth felt good. It felt harder and better than it had ever felt before as Nick started to fuck harder between her lips, just as if it were inside her tingling cunt. Wildly, she put one hand down between her legs and let her fingers slip between the soft wet folds of her pussy.

It felt so wonderful!

His cock was so hard, pounding against the back of her throat, pounding… pounding. His hands tangled into her hair, pulling at the roots, and then once more pulled at the soft rubbery tip of her nipples. It was all happening so fast and her fingers slipped upward, hard into the moist slit between her legs, rising to the depths of her vagina, her hand brushing against the taut clitoris, pushing upward, higher and higher. Then suddenly, Nick's hand was slamming against the back of her head, her mouth was slamming down to meet a steady spurting stream of thick white semen. It gushed upward, squirting into her throat in a seemingly unending stream of hot scalding male cream. Simultaneously, Rosalie felt her inner vaginal muscles contracting in a wondrous spasm of release. The wetness in her mouth seemed to echo the wetness of her fingers as they plunged inside her own quivering pussy, her breasts shook and felt overheated and abused as Nick's fingers pulled on her nipples as the last searing drops of his jism seeped from his rapidly deflating penis.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhg…" He groaned, bouncing his loins lewdly upward one last time. "Oh sweet Jesus!"

Rosalie's muffled sounds of orgasm expanded around his now limp cock as her body jiggled in the final convulsions of her overwhelming climax. It felt wildly perverted to her to cum like that… using her own hands while Nick above her didn't even know or care if she was cumming! But as the delightful feeling rushed to satisfy every corner of her voluptuous body, she let herself collapse heavily upon the man whose every whim she knew she would attempt to satisfy. Despite the pungent taste of his cum in her mouth as his cock slipped wetly out, she felt strangely peaceful and let her head rest against his thick thigh for a few moments.

Nick let himself fall into a semi-slumber in which dreams of little Lee and of her Aunt Dorothy, his ex-wife mingled. He'd get them both, he assured himself once more… both of them!

CHAPTER TWO

In the comfortable suburban frame house across town, Lee held her breath as she crept down the hall toward her father's room. Her ears were ringing with the lewd sounds coming from Joe's room, and she knew that he would be pleasantly occupied for some time. The knowledge was very exciting to her, because it meant that father was alone! Her short nightgown clung to her fragile young body… she was slender, but deceptively strong for her 13 years, and her face bore an angelic expression that had little to do with the thoughts inside her head, or the messages she received from her newly awakened child-woman's body. She knew that she looked innocent, and in a way she was, the depraved thoughts and acts she had already committed having done nothing to change her childlike enthusiasm for less earthy pleasures. She still had sodas after school with her girl-friends, still went faithfully to Girl Scout meetings, in spite of the fact that she knew that when she got home, she would find a welcoming warm spot in her brother Joe's bed. And now… she was on her way to Daddy… and it wouldn't be the first time either, she thought excitedly, as she made her way down the hall… remembering that unreal night in the old deserted shack, when she had so boldly impaled her virgin pussy on her father's rampant cock. The only difference was… then he had no idea who she was… and tonight, he would definitely know!

She felt almost as terrified as she had that night when she and Joe had plotted the whole event… almost, but not quite… she had seen the looks her dad had been giving here lately, and she knew that he subconsciously at least, suspected her of being the girl in the shack. True, he had been drugged and blindfolded, but recently, Lee could tell, he was getting more and more disturbed by her presence. Even earlier that evening when they had been celebrating his marriage to Aunt Dorothy, she had caught him staring at her breasts in the sheer blouse she had deliberately worn. She had not really wanted to detract from Dorothy, because she knew that her father had a deep respect and love for her blond aunt, and yet her own desire to have at least one more private encounter with her father had won out, and she had worn the almost completely sheer blouse, with nothing underneath, knowing that her small, pert nipples would be completely visible to the whole family. As for Joe, it hardly mattered, her brother had seen her perfect little pubescent breasts often enough… and even Aunt Dot had seen them… but Daddy… Daddy had only felt them against his naked chest, he had never really seen them with his eyes.

The door was just slightly ajar and Lee could hear her father tossing and turning in his sleep… she could also hear him muttering to himself and she strained her ears to hear what he was saying, recalling with pleasure, how her father's face had reddened considerably, when she had pressed her entire little body against him just before kissing him goodnight. She had kissed him on the lips, making sure that her mouth was just a little bit open so that her tongue would contact her father's surprised mouth. It had been fun seeing him squirm afterwards, and she wondered now, if his cock had gotten big and hard the way it had that night… that wonderful night when she had felt it rammed all the way up into her young untried cunt. She pushed the door open and stepping into the room, closed it gently behind her.

In his dream, Art was back in the shack again… It was a dream he'd been having over and over again, and each time it became more vivid. He had gone to the shack at the request of the blackmailers… He had to get the photographs they had taken of him and Dorothy making love… so old Nick wouldn't find out. The shack was dark and seemingly deserted… he was riffling through the thick envelopes he found in the corner… there was nothing but shreds of cut up newspaper in them… NO PHOTOGRAPHS… he was furious, and yet he was getting suddenly drowsy… he was staggering, still ripping at the manila envelopes… and then he was falling… there was nothingness… until, later an incredible sensation awakened him… someone… something was circling his cock… not on it actually, but sliding up and down its shaft… He could swear that it was a tiny cunt… some girl… some woman! He came to but he could not see her, couldn't move his bound arms, and legs, could only lie immobile, except for his rampaging cock that jerked about as it was being deliciously tortured beyond all endurance. It had felt wonderful… even though there was something hideous about it… (who would do… who would even think of such a perverted thing!?) and yet he felt the sensations grow and grow… the creature, whoever she is attempts valiantly to mount him, his disbelief in the reality of his predicament rises almost as quickly as his cock when he realizes that she seems to be a virgin… her tiny little vagina is much too small although she seems to be trying with all her might to impale herself upon his enormous member! Even tied and bound as he is, he cannot help contributing… for now he wants this little pussy… wants it badly… His cock is beet-red and hard as granite, his lips dry and parched… if this is some kind of torture… some kind of punishment, it is working he thinks… not to be able to fuck her really good! He can feel her small breasts nudging his bare chest, felt her breath hot against his face… there is something familiar about her… but what? He raises his hips with a sudden jerk as she is coming down on him, trying with all her might to stretch the small circumference of her tight young vagina to accommodate his big cock. Only this time, instead of remaining lodged upon the thick rubbery head, her little pussy tears, spreads enough so his hard surging penis rams into her, entering only a few centimeters, but enough… enough to make her cry out in desperate pain!

Art tossed and turned some more… He was reliving the entire thing again, it was just the way it had happened, only now the dream changed, it always changed at this point, in his sleep, Art anticipated it! His blindfold suddenly fell off, his hands were free… above him her naked body glistened with perspiration, rode his sweet little baby daughter… Lee! Her tiny pussy swiveled like a tight, too small, glove down onto his cock, and he lifted his arms up to engulf her, fucked up, up his cock rising impossibly high into her virgin cunt while he felt her vaginal walls rippling with unbelievable tightness, delicious friction against his enormous, bloated penis. Her face was a mask of desire, "Oh Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" she chanted, over and over and he replied, "Oh, Lee baby, baby!" and then Art spoke, out loud, as he turned over once more, "You can have all of this big cock that you want, baby… all you need!"

Lee climbed up onto the bed beside her sleeping father. Somehow she knew that his words were meant just for her. "Coming, Daddy," she whispered, "coming!"

Completely nude and shivering a little from fear and excitement, she slid beneath the sheets. Her father groaned and grunted and she saw him buck his hips upward in his sleep. Glancing down, she could see a tent-like shape of the sheets where his huge erection pierced upward from his loins. Lee swallowed when she recalled the size of it… it looked even bigger than she remembered it! Her father's large six-foot frame extended from the top to the bottom of the double bed, whereas Lee realized with awe that she only took up a little more than two thirds the length of it. Lying still beside her father, Lee felt a decidedly delicious rising tide of emotion at the base of her belly. She was ready she realized, ready for her father to show her everything he knew about sex. Her gently rounded belly trembled a bit, and she could feel the moisture seeping from the delicate blonde vee between her legs, spreading to the inner surface of her thighs.

After a while of listening to Art's now incoherent groans, she reached out, letting her small hand gradually approach her father's penis, then before she reached it, she grew suddenly bold and clambered up to her knees. Pulling back the sheet, she admired the splendid male nudity before her. Gasping as she noted the angry girth of her father's far from dormant cock, she nonetheless straddled it… holding her widespread legs far apart and keeping her tiny golden pussy just above it for what seemed to be long seconds.

"It's not the first time…" she kept telling herself, "I've done this before… this isn't the first time!" But it was like the first time… she was terrified, because this time there would be no blindfold, no ropes between her and Daddy! Her terror did nothing to alter her determination, however, and a few short seconds later, feeling a definite strain from holding her long legs so far apart for so long, she began to lower herself slowly downward. Her father's big penis was sticking straight up in the air… she had noticed that her brother's didn't do that at all, it stood up a little when he was flat on his back, but lay closer to his belly, so that she had to pick it up when she wanted to force herself down upon it. But this wasn't Joe… this was her own Daddy… and she had no need to touch his penis to feel it slide hotly against the warm moist slit between her open legs… Daddy who had been the first man to know the inner riches of her tiny 13-year-old pussy! After Daddy, she had finally let Joe have his way, and he too had let his young boy's cock rise in splendid incest, striking high against her sensitive cervix. But nothing Joe had done to her thus far had erased Lee's continued longing for her father, and now here he was, naked and at her mercy!

The thought of what she was doing brought a new swelling of desire to her loins and she groaned pitifully, tensing every single muscle in her small body, and letting the huge spongy head work its way into the outer lips of her moistened-pussy.

Clearly Art thought he was still dreaming. For she was able to feel the incredible sensation of his big cock-head against her jerking little clitoris and sparse young pubic fuzz for several minutes before he began to stir in a way that told her he was waking up!

"Oh, Daddy," she cried out… in spite of herself, "oh, Daddy!"

Art's eyes opened wide. For reality, this dream was just going too far! But when he saw his daughter's face directly in front of his, and distinctly felt her touch… her tight baby cunt sliding down over his cockhead… yes, just as it had once before! He jerked upright and his young daughter landed sitting on his hard thick thighs.

"Lee!" he cried, "Oh my God…my God,baby…what are you doing? What have I done? What's happening?"

Lee simply smiled, a bit nervously and reaching forward, grabbed hold of her father's erected penis. Art's hand instantly went down to remove her hand, but she clung to his thick rod with determination.

"Christ where's Dorothy… what are you doing here child?"

"I heard what you said, Daddy…" Lee said, quickly… she was afraid he was going to toss her out any minute. "You were dreaming about me weren't you?"

Art sat open-mouthed, momentarily abandoning his struggle with Lee's hand on his cock… it only seemed to be making it embarrassingly bigger anyway, he noted. "No…" he protested, still groggy from his deep sleep. "No… I was… it was… the shack… the…" Suddenly he paused, looking at his daughter as if it were for the first time. Her nakedness became apparent to him, as he could feel her small round buttocks pressing nakedly against his thighs. Her breasts stared defiantly back at him. His new wife, Dorothy, was nowhere in sight.

"You!" he said accusingly… All his dreams had been right… all the suspicions he'd dared not even contemplate were correct. "You… it was you!!"

Lee nodded assent, and began a quick up and down motion on her father's still hardened penis. Expertly, she pulled down the soft foreskin and let the enormous head pull upwards toward the ceiling. Art fell backwards as if mortally wounded. "You…" he muttered, almost to himself… He sounded as though he was in a state of shock: "You put something in my coffee… that night… you sent the notes… you spied on your Aunt Dorothy and me…"

"Well, you were making so much noise in the den… I couldn't help but hear…" Lee said, "and then I watched!" Her hand was moving faster on her father's prick now and she noted that he was doing nothing at all to stop her. She heard him gasp "… and you…!"

"Yes, Daddy…" she said, "… you fucked me, your own daughter… and you're the first man who ever did it too!" Her father groaned and Lee heard him sob. She couldn't see his face very well in the darkness, and she wondered if he was crying. He hadn't said anything for a long time, but his cock was pulsing hotly in her hand… as she moved it up and down with a now steady, concentrated motion.

She could feel perspiration standing out all over her body, and she tried hard not to think about what could possibly happen next. Whatever happened, she told herself, would happen!

Her father was no doubt thinking of all the evil things she and her brother had done but he didn't know the half of it yet, she thought! Perhaps he would have sent her away to reform school… she had read somewhere that blackmail was in some states punishable by death… she wondered vaguely if Pennsylvania was one of them. But her Daddy wouldn't do that to her, she thought… he couldn't possibly do that to his own little girl! Just to help things out, she tried to make her motions on his wonderful big cock extra good, tried to do it as best she could. When she saw that his entire body was shaking, she realized she was doing a good job.

Art lay back in helpless surrender, his entire being dazed, save for the intense sensation that centered at his ever hardening penis… which throbbed unmercifully beneath his daughter's thighs. His confusion dulled eyes observed her through slanted lids. The perfection of her rosy tinted nudity appeared like a vision before his wondering eyes. She was so completely, lovely, so young and fresh! He knew that she wanted him to fuck her again, and yet he was equally certain that he shouldn't… although God knew he wanted to!

"It was all a dreadful mistake…" he told her now. "You can't have known what you were doing… I can't believe that…"

"Oh Daddy… please!" Lee responded. "Please… I want you to… I… please… let's do it… again!"

Lee felt a renewed desire for her father surge through her as his fleshy thickness filled her small palms, and the tip of his cock began to glisten with droplets of excited seminal moisture.

She leaned forward and let her lips caress the tip of it, removing with her tongue the tiny drops of his rising cream. Above her, Art groaned and reached out for her. Grabbing her up by the arms he pulled her over him once more. She fell upon him, her small, firm breasts bouncing onto his hairy chest. She wriggled a little and felt him shiver beneath her small weight, and then his hands were roaming all over her, hungrily touching her everywhere… big and paw-like they clung hotly to her young flesh, while he murmured strange sounds into her hair. Lee began to respond by kissing his face, by letting her tongue fill his mouth, which was now open as he gasped at the wonderful feel of her. Below, she could feel his hard erect penis nudging against her pubic mound… sighing, she ground herself down upon it, pressuring it flat against her. It felt like a big log lying there at the base of her belly, and she marveled at the thought that its monstrous enormity had ever been inside her. But she reminded herself again that it was possible, and that it was what she wanted more than anything in the world!

Panting, Art took the small white mountains of his daughter's breasts in his heavy palms, and began to softly knead them… they felt like warm delicate birds, tender and delicate and he was afraid of crushing them… but his young daughter began to moan and respond to his hands, he began to squeeze them tighter and tighter, feeling the little nipples become like tiny rock formations beneath his fingers. He thought his cock was going to burst, right there against her tender belly. He could feel the soft blonde hairs of her naked little pussy slipping against the rod of his prick as she squirmed above him… Haltingly, he asked, not believing his words, not understanding how he could be doing such a thing: "Do you really want me to…?"

"Oh yes, daddy, more than anything… more than anything!" she replied, moaning as his hands crushed heavily now on her small but voluptuously shaped mounds.

"ALL RIGHT!" he heard himself saying… and his voice sounded like that of a stranger. "Spread your legs!" His tone was harsh and urgent, as though he had to do this thing quickly, had to get it over with before he even fully realized the full extent of his actions.

Trembling, little Lee spread her legs out so far that her toes touched the far sides of the bed. Suddenly, she found herself being flipped over onto her back, and she lay breathless, spreading her legs again in anticipation. He was over her, kneeling between her thighs, moving upward toward her. Dimly she could see the excited length of his hardened cock sticking up between his legs. She closed her eyes… in seconds she knew she would be impaled by her own father's wonderful cock… any moment she would know the absolute bliss she had known that night in the shack. His hands were shoving underneath her buttocks and pulling them up… suddenly she felt something being forced under her small, firmly rounded buttocks… it was a pillow. She lay, pelvis tilted toward the ceiling, legs spread in a mute offering to him. She felt more naked than she had ever been, more completely exposed than she had thought possible. Then his finger was touching her there, searching for the tiny entrance to her pussy, moving quickly, sliding up and around.

"Oooooooooooh," she moaned, as bright tingling thrills raced from the glistening wet petals of her cunt. Everywhere his finger touched she was instantly on fire. Opening her eyes slightly, she could see that his eyes were closed too as his finger explored her intimate sex. She bucked her hips upward a little, groaning, and felt his thigh dig into and slip into her small vagina.

"Aaaa!" she cried. "Oh, Daddy!" His finger moved up into her, pushing back the rippling folds of inner flesh, carrying delightful sensations with it that made her want to cry from joy. "Daddy Daddy Daddy!" she cried out, jiggling her hips up still further, until his finger was implanted fully within the small inner crevice nestled up between her young milk-white thighs.

Art could feel his daughter's inner vaginal muscles clamping around his finger. He was amazed at how tight she was… how small! He, didn't see how he could possibly fit into her… but his cock ached dully, reminding him of his urgent desire to do just that! She was so young… only 13… and his own little baby… Christ! What was he doing…? But the thought just jumped into his mind, and just as quickly jumped out again as with only an instant's hesitation, he removed his finger and he placed the warm smooth blunted end of his sperm bloated penis at the tiny, defensively cringing entrance of her vagina.

"OH yes… yes…" Lee moaned beneath him… "Yes, Daddy… I'm ready… I'm ready!"

She whimpered slightly as she felt her father pushing against her… She tried desperately to spread her legs still further, but they just wouldn't go any further. She gritted her teeth from the frustration of it as she felt the smooth rubbery head pressing slowly against her tiny cuntal mouth, yet making no headway at all. Her tight little cunt resisted the enormous head that tried to gain entry to it! She could hear him muttering about it being too big… but she could only pant beneath him. A painful searing feeling was beginning to spread now between her legs, where his prick nudged urgently against her small tender opening. Her entire little cunt began to ache from the effort to stay wide open, and his cock felt like a fiery pole pushing against her.

"Aaaaarrgh!" she cried out… it was getting more and more painful! He was grunting now over her, and he had hold of her legs, spreading them outwards, and up, so that his cock was sticking straight down into the widespread area of her soft hairlined pussy. It didn't seem possible that it could hurt so much… and for a few seconds it occurred to her that her father might actually be trying to cause her more pain! Why was it hurting so much???? Then she felt a kind of tearing down there, and as she screamed she heard her father cursing wildly. Impossibly, the small rosy lips of her vagina were stretching, spreading outward around the advancing rod of his cock! Little Lee winced and strained, biting her tongue as she felt it entering… just a little at first, and then, with a sudden motion, halfway in!

"Oh my God!" Art exclaimed, "OH GOD!" He was looking directly down at his daughter, and he knew what acute agony she must be in… and yet the feeling of her sweet little pussy around his big cock was enough to make him want to rip all the way into her without pausing a second. God, he never wanted any woman so much in his life as he wanted this little girl who was his very own daughter!

He pushed in another fraction of an inch.

"Oh no… please no!" Lee cried out in spite of herself. She felt like she was being split in two down there between her wide held thighs… it was strange, but it seemed to be even more painful than it had been the first time… she didn't understand it! But her father was not to be stopped. After pausing above his daughter for only a second, he pushed forward again with wild determination. She was no longer just his daughter, she was a tight little pussy to be conquered. She had asked for it, and by golly, she was getting it! His huge cock strained forward, and Art tried to ignore his daughter's shrill cries for mercy, pushing, pushing, was all he could think of… getting it all the way into her tiny little cunt hole! And then he could feel a change in her, her cries were different… he was filling her now, almost to complete capacity, his big cock reaching toward the haven of her cervix… It pulsed hard there… and he felt shimmers of ecstasy running throughout her little vagina rippling around his tightly squeezed prick!

"Oh, oh, ohohohohoh!" she gasped. "Ooooooooooo!" Lee felt like she was swooning. This feeling of being completely filled… of being stuffed by the impaling ramrod of her father's cock, was almost too wonderful to stand! Violent waves of pleasure ran through her, over and over again as his cock just lay within, pulsing against her cervix, feeling hot and hard.