He now stood at the side of his daughter's bed with his prick fully erected, jutting from his thick bush of pubic hair.
'Oh Daddy, you mustn't, you mustn't…'
'Don't be silly, darling. You have to learn about real frigging some day. Now I'll teach you all about it. I won't hurt you.' With that he drew near to the bed, raised the bed clothes and got in beside his naked daughter.
He pulled her to him and crushed her mouth beneath his lips, moving his hands down her body as he did so. The girl lay back, panting for breath as the thrill of the man's body against hers gave her an experience she had never had before, or even thought possible. As he kissed her passionately, his right hand fondled the valley between her thighs and gradually he opened her legs wide so that he could feel for her girlish cunt. As he found it with his index finger and parted her virginal cunt-lips, the girl moaned and wriggled with pleasure, abandoning herself to her ecstasy, no longer caring whether what she was doing was right or wrong. Her father found the entrance to her vagina, already moist and hot with her girlish secretion, and he pushed his finger against her hymen. He could feel that her cherry was scarcely ruptured at all, that it was tough and resistant and that he would have to break it before he could hope to think of going into her cunt completely. He forced one of his fingers into the entrance as the girl moved with the pain of it, as well as the excitement of it. Then he moved the finger in and out of the entrance, gradually widening the ruptured maidenhead. In a few minutes he was able to work two fingers into her cunt.
As he did so she began to moan with the strange mixture of pain and pleasure.
'Oh, aaahhh, ooohh! You're hurting me, you're hurting me.' But the man no longer cared. He forced his fingers in an out of the girl's vagina, rupturing and dilating the hymen. He could go on with his fingers to make it easier for himself when he used his prick on her, but he could not wait. He wanted to force his cock into her, to hurt her, to ravage her. No power on earth, no threat of police action or anything else could stop him now. Here was his teen- age daughter under him, about to be fucked by him, her father. Yes, he wanted to fuck his daughter more than anything in the world and he knew that his lust and craving for her was beyond control. He would violate her young cunt mercilessly and he would enjoy doing it more than anything he had ever done in his life.
He got between her legs and guided his prick to her virginal slit. The girl moaned and cried as he held her in position, poised to force his entry. 'No, no, Daddy, please don't. You'll kill me, it's so big! You mustn't, please stop… oooh!' The man's prick now forced its way half an inch or so between the girlish cunt-lips, and she cried out in agony. But he was almost unaware of her cries; he was forcing it in, jabbing and pressing into her brutally and ruthlessly. His whole weight was on her now and he held her by the ass-cheeks as he pushed and forced his prick through the ruptured hymen until it was now half enclosed by the vaginal lining of the now violated girl. Now cunt- juice began to pour from the rupture and he could feel the sticky hot liquid bathing his dong. But he was only roused to even greater violence by the thought of her juicing cunt and with a tremendous heave his prick suddenly ripped the girlish maiden-head apart completely, and tore into her womb.
The girl screamed with agony. 'Aaaah! OOOHH! Stop! Oooohh!' The scream died down and ended in a moan as he slowly withdrew his cock to the entrance of her cunt-lips again, then to force it back into her twat with new violence and new agony. The man was almost beyond himself now.
He felt his whole body throb with the lust of having this young girl, his own daughter, and his prick was now beginning to jerk with the beginning of his orgasm. He pushed it into her cunt deeply, pulled it back, and again forced it deep into, and then with regular, powerful thrusts he fucked her. Fucked her as he had never fucked anyone before, until the moment came when his steaming hot sperm shot against her womb and he reached the culminating ecstasy of his orgasm. His prick jerked and throbbed, spitting his hot, scalding sperm into his daughter as she lay there in a faint.
That night he fucked her three times. By the morning the poor girl was in agony, her cunt almost ripped apart, but when he came into her the third time she had suddenly felt the joy of a complete sexual experience and she had clung to her father screaming in an orgasm of pain and pleasure.
Before she left that morning he promised that he would fuck her again as soon as possible, as well as show her many other aspects of this wonderful new game of frigging. The only trouble was his young wife, Carol… he would have to think about that problem.
As she left she spoke a new language to her father.
'Daddy, I want you do it again to my cunny soon. I want you to fuck me and fuck me. Will you, please?'
He took his daughter in his arms, crushed her to his chest, and pressed his lips down on hers. Then, as he released her, he said, his voice once again thick with lust at the thought of having her young twat,
'Yes, my dear, I shall be fucking you soon, fucking you with my big prick, forcing it into you so that you will scream with the thrill and joy of it. That's what you want, isn't it?'
'Yes, desperately,' she said, her eyes alight with excitement.
Chapter 3
John was up against the problem of telling Carol about his screwing with his daughter Ursula. Since their marriage Carol had shown that she was by no means prudish about sex, but she might take a different view of John fucking a young girl — particularly an incestuous relationship with his daughter. He felt he had three courses open to him: to continue to deceive Carol and see Ursula surreptitiously; to tell Carol frankly what had happened and try to persuade her to understand his desire for Ursula's lovely girlish body; or to deliberately let Carol discover them together. This last might in some ways be the easier course — it would save the embarrassment of explaining everything, and present his wife with an accomplished fact.
He decided on the latter course.
Ursula was to come over one evening in the near future and John wanted to arrange things so that Carol would be out for an hour or two while he prepared things for her return. When Carol said that she'd like to go to the theater with a friend, John jumped at the opportunity and said he would ask Ursula over to keep him company 'till her return.
Father and daughter had dinner and afterwards retired to their room.
Immediately John undressed and then helped Ursula to slip off her clothes. They stood there naked, a mounting excitement between them.
John took the girl in his arms, pressed her body to him, and kissed her sensuously. The girl flung her arms around him and immediately felt his big prick erecting stiffly against her stomach. They moved back to the bed and in a minute the father was fucking his daughter.
She lay back on the bed, her legs apart. John sat up and parted her legs further and looked down at her almost virginal cunt. Her fine bush-hair ran down in an inverted triangle to the immature slit enclosing her clitoris and vulva. He parted the lips of her gash and looked at the girl's inviting moist cunt for the first time. Here was his daughter's pussy, open to his inspection and lust. He moved his finger up the slit to touch her small clitoris. Then he moved his finger over it delicately, and slowly the bud was roused and stiffened so he could take it between his thumb and forefinger. Ursula twisted on the bed as she felt the thrill of her father's fingers on her clitoris, her legs widening ever further in expectation. He moved his finger down her slit, pushing the cunt-lips aside until he came to the small entrance of her vagina, the vagina he had so cruelly ravaged a few weeks before. He thrust one finger into the entrance, forcing it as far as he could into the hot, wet membrane. Now he was roused to fever pitch, his cock throbbing against his body. He lay down at the girl's side, removed his finger, and with both hands now opened her slit as wide as he could. Then he brought his lips down onto her beautiful girlish cunt-lips.
His lips touched the soft warmth of her twat and then his tongue sought her clitoris. The girl jerked about and wriggled as the tip of his tongue played delicately on the small bud, and she moaned loudly as he brought his mouth down, his lips contacting her inner and outer lips and his tongue entering her most sacred cunt-hole. The girl wriggled in ecstasy as his lips worked on her pussy and his tongue probed her small vulva. Saliva poured from his mouth and mingled with her secretions and their slightly salty taste. The man was fully aroused now and he moved his legs over the girl's face so that his prick hovered above her young mouth. She seemed to understand what was required of her and in a minute she was moving his massive dick in and out of her lips.
Meanwhile John was stroking his tongue from the top to the bottom of her slit, into the opening, out again
