Chapter 9

When Ed had finally got Fran to a small clearing of soft and inviting pine needles beneath the stark, brilliant moonlight of the night, something happened which caused all of his sexual energy to boil inside him like a stopped-up geyser.

Fran had simply passed out!

Whether it was the booze, the tranquilizers or the rigorous run along the river bank, the saucy redhead had collapsed in a heap on the ground before him!

While Ed was stoned and drunk and screwed-up, his consciousness was now guided by one desire... he had to fuck! The booze had unleashed wild and rampant fantasies deep from within the forbidden chasms of his most perverse desires and his balls were alive with an incredible and undeniable ache... the ache of an uncontrollable and frenzied passion!

He looked at the unconscious clump of feminine flesh beneath his feet and he felt the raging images of his own fantasies flood over his booze-crazed brain. He could just see himself ravishing this exquisite redhead! He could see her screaming, moaning and writhing as he rode her naked pussy to a wild and furious climax! He could feel her delectable cuntal muscles as they quiveringly encased the throbbing pole of his purplish erection! He could smell the pungent muskiness of her naked twat as his tongue hotly worried the nerve-naked bud of her pearly clitoris! He could hear her deep and rhythmic breathing as his powerful pelvic assault forced the steaming, lust-filled breath from her overworked lungs!

If only she were awake so that his fantasies could become a reality!

The more he thought about the delights which Fran's body could offer him, the more maddened and sex-crazed Ed became, until he was like a man possessed by the raw and unbridled demon of uncontrollable human passion!

He knew one thing: he had to get a piece of ass tonight or he would go absolutely crazy!

It was quite a ways back to the camp; Ed knew that. They had run over two miles.

Perhaps if he carried her back to camp, Fran would wake up and then he could get her alone. He slung her over his powerful shoulders and began the rugged journey back to camp.

With each step he took, a frantic desire seemed to pulse through Ed's naked balls with atomic intensity. Maybe it was the primitive surroundings of the forest, maybe it was the booze. But, whatever the cause, the effect seemed to instill Ed with the primal demands and desires of ancient, prehistoric man, to a time when a man took any woman he desired for whatever reason he desired!

His cock was as hard as a diamond and his balls were so swollen with the unspent fruits of his own lust that they seemed as though they were going to drag painfully on the ground.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and his breathing became measured and deep as he carried Fran closer and closer to the camp. The weight of her tight, young tits against the powerful muscles of his shoulders only stimulated him all the more. He could feel the twin orbs of her nipples crushed suggestively against him and he felt the dull and numb ache in his still-stiff cock soar to almost unbearable intensity.

The same thought kept flashing through Ed's brain...

... he had to fuck!

And then, like a taunting phantom, the image of his naked daughter formed in his mind and, as he neared the camp, a strange seed began to grow deep in his psyche.