prick.
'May I suck your cock?' she purred, her fingers clasping around the massive tool and drawing it toward her warm lips. 'I love to suck cock!'
Ted's rising prick gave an excited lurch in the young girl's hand, and he watched her bend aver, her head moving lower and lower as her tongue moved out to lick wetly at his flesh. He could feel crazy sensations racing through his body as the girl grasped his throbbing cock between her fingers, drawing back the foreskin. She continued the gentle skinning back and forth over his hardening cock.
'Feel good?' she gurgled, licking up and down the glistening shaft. She pushed inward with her arms and spread his legs still wider as he stood before her. She opened her lips and breathed softly over the bulbous cockhead, blowing warm air into the tiny slit at the tip. 'Well?' she cooed. 'Don't you want me to suck your dick?'
'Yes, yes, dammit!'
Just as he spoke, the tip of the young girl's tongue circled the smooth, rubbery head of his cock. He groaned as she placed her other hand at the thick base of his prick where it speared upward from his groin. He reached down and tangled, his hands in the girl's thick hair. He thrust his cock inward with the strength of a bull. The thick spongy head rammed inside, crushing though her hot lips and between her teeth. It ran the full length of her tongue and embedded itself at the entrance of her throat.
When he had first entered the room, seen Beth's cunt, and sized up the situation, Ted had thought briefly about Carrie. What if she should return and find them?
But now, with the beautiful young girl's mouth around his meat, all thoughts of his daughter passed from his mind. He could only concentrate on the intense sensation of Beth's lips as they moved hotly all around his big prick.
'Jesus, you're good,' he hissed suddenly. 'Suck harder, Beth, suck my prick harder!'
His voice was coarse and thick with passion as he began to command the young girl, instructing her as to just how he wanted it. Beth sucked like a demon, swishing her tongue with a vengeance around and around the throbbing head, sliding it in and out of her tight lips.
She was like a wild woman, her head bobbing and bouncing up and down as she heard the hoarse sounds of release that were coming from his throat. He bucked wildly against her, and then suddenly he released his cum between her hungrily sucking lips, pumping it out until it ran from the edges of her lips in sticky white trails that dribbled obscenely over her chin.
When it was over, Beth wiped her lips and looked happily up at him. 'Like it?' she asked.
'Does the sun come up every morning?' he replied.
'You want some more?'
'Carrie might come back,' he said.
'She never left,' Beth said, inclining her head toward the open bedroom door.
CHAPTER FIVE
Two weeks of near silence went by between Ted and his beautiful young daughter. During that time their mutual desires and frustrations built to the breaking point.
It all came to a head in a strange yet simple way.
Ted called home and told Carrie that he would be home late. He had some extra work at the office, he said. What he really meant to do was return to the whore, Natalie.
But he couldn't do it. So he got drunk instead. But Carrie was primed for him when he got home. She was determined that she would seduce him. Ever since she had watched her friend, Beth, suck his huge, beautiful cock, Carrie had thought of nothing else but getting him to fuck her with it.
But again she was disappointed. Her father stumbled into the house, right past her, and went immediately to his own bedroom.
Half in anger and half in frustration, the young blonde ran to the refrigerator and selected a huge cucumber.
Back in her bedroom, she threw herself across the bed in determination. One way or an other, she was going to end her virgin state.
She concentrated on the feel of the object in her right hand and gasped as she let it hover above her widespread cuntal lips. Slowly she brought it to her quivering pussy, where the cold, hard tip sent a chill of shock through her. Its blunt end caressed the lips or her feverish cunt, and her shock rapidly turned into a thrill at what she was doing. She grunted and pushed the hard vegetable inward.
The gown she was wearing fell midway across her jiggling breasts in a crumpled mass as the blunt end of the cucumber became moistened by her cuntal juices. With her left hand, Carrie reached awkwardly between her widespread legs and parted the tiny petal-like pussy lips wider still. Then the cucumber slid a little way in and stopped.
'Oh my God!' she cried.
The fake cock lay hard just inside her cuntlips. She could feel its blunt tip against her cherry.
Now, do it now! her mind screamed.
She jammed hard with the heel of her hand and arched her back with the pain.
But still it wouldn't enter her far enough. She tried to relax the tight circular ring of muscles inside her straining pussy and opened her thighs to accommodate the girth of the cucumber.
And then, suddenly, her maidenhead popped with a searing burst of pain that cracked her whole body. She bit her lip and cried out. Tears stained her cheeks, and her tits shook with effort.
But it was in. She was fucking herself!
Slowly, she moved her hand back and forth. The cucumber began to slide inside her greasy cuntal walls. Quickly the pain diminished and turned to pleasure. It created the strangest, but most pleasure-filled sensation of friction that Carrie had ever known. It moved along the sides of her young cunt as she pushed steadily upwards, letting the enormous fake cock slide to the very end of her stretched cunt. She lifted her trembling buttocks up from the bed and felt the huge cucumber touching the very end, pressing hard and no longer cold, pushing against the entrance to her womb.
It felt wonderful, better than anything she had imagined. And it would have been completely satisfying if it had been real, but it wasn't. She was very aware of the fact that she was only making love to her self because her father wouldn't.
She began to respond more and more to the fantastic feeling of the firm vegetable buried deep inside her trembling, hot pussy. Her clutching fingers pushed it in with all the strength she could muster and she gave a loud grunt at the impact and began to rotate her hips upward, screwing herself to meet her own thrusts with the make-believe cock. She bucked and jumped wildly around on the bed, crooning to herself as her hands worked feverishly, pushing the rock-hard vegetable farther and farther in.
Carrie thought as though she were losing her mind, unaware that she was hurting herself, only wanting to feel more and more of it, to attain the release of orgasm she had been denied for so long. Loud grunts and groans escaped from her twisted lips and her teeth bit softly down on her tongue. Deep in her writhing belly, she could feel a curious mixture of pain and stimulation combined with a feeling of guilt that was rapidly being replaced by a satisfaction with her own inventiveness. Her own wantonness.
'Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!' she began to chant in a wild voice.
Her mind reeled. She fantasized that the huge cudgel reaming her tender cunt was her father's long, thick cock.
She imagined his body rubbing lewdly against hers as he rammed his cock in and out of her hot pussy. She began to make short, jerky motions, murmuring incoherently and gasping, choking out her father's name as tears spurted from her eyes at the excruciating pleasure coming from the battering that her sex-starved little pussy was receiving far up between its tautly stretched lips.
The tormented young girl half hoped that her father would come into the room, and find her so lewdly spread-eagled on the bed. That he would come in and take the cucumber from between her legs and climb on top
