Chapter 2
Bunny made it to the parking lot after finishing up a few last minute items, desiring nothing more than a warm bath and a good book to accompany her that weekend. She knew that now she had committed herself to Pete Starr and his wife and she sincerely hoped his expectations of her wouldn't be too high. She just wanted to relax and soak up some sun and she was fearful that Pete and his wife might schedule a lot of activities which would occupy her time and energy. She jumped into the small American compact she had won on a T.V. quiz show and raced its engine to her home. As she spun down the crowded and torturously designed highway her mind started to unwind from the day's work and she gradually drifted into a state of semi-consciousness as she thought about her discourse with her boss. She realized that the continued excuse she gave Pete Starr for not accompanying him and his wife to their home and all of the other places they had invited her may have been the reason she had been recently passed up for advancement, but she felt her reasons were justified. Without pre-tense, she had always used her son, Josh, as an excuse for turning down dates with men. After all, she reasoned, what kind of man could look down his nose at her simply because she wanted to protect and safeguard her only child? Besides, she hadn't enjoyed the company of a man in literally years, and despite the fact that she was a young and unbelievably voluptuous woman, she didn't feel like changing her ways, for they were predicated on the most traumatic incident of her life.
She had been merely a young girl of eighteen the year her mother had died " unexpectedly and had left her alone with her stepfather. The mother had left the affairs of her estate and the safeguarding of her child on the hands she had married not more than a year before her death. Bunny remembered her stepfather as a crude and physically overpowering man, whom, from the first day Bunny had seen him, she had mistrusted and actually feared.
After her mother's death, Bunny had no one she could call a close emotional attachment. No one that was except Randy KIugol, the young man who lived literally next door, and who was a constant companion. Randy was Bunny's boyfriend, that was true, but they had never even considered delving into the mysteries of sex as the young will do, be-cause he was too shy to initiate sex and Bunny was too confused and proper to en-courage him. There were times when she would spend long, lonely evenings in her room listening to the radio and touching herself, but Bunny was truly an inexperienced person when it came to sex that was until the night her stepfather came home drunk!
It was another of those evenings when she had been playing with herself. She heard him stumble at the doorstep and make loud cursing sounds as he noisely entered the living room, but soon the sounds dissipated and she simply assumed that he had gone to bed, or more understandably, had passed out on the living room rug as he'd done on so many occasions before. As soon as the sound had sub-sided, Bunny's hands continued their delicate and sensuously provocative exploration of her firm, well-developed, yearning body.
Driving down the highway now with her focus glued to the license plate, she remembered how she cupped her full, voluptuous young breasts and kneaded them together and how, with a certain amount of guilt, she'd attempted to bring the fleshy breasts to her mouth, as she arched her back to meet them, and would suck and kiss herself with a trembling, delicate, yet wantonly fevered abandon.
Yes, she could see herself running her fingers, which were even then long and extremely feminine in nature, up and down her lithe, firm thighs and reveling in the delicious aroma of the piquant female sap that flowed from her delicate vaginal flanges. Her fingers would pinch and knead the smooth, rubbery skin of her inner thighs and would inevitably find themselves teasing the soft, sparsely curling hairs of her vagina as the fragrant juices which ran down her legs filled her nostrils with a lust-filled sensation of young sexual euphoria.
It was just such an evening that found her writhing and twisting around nakedly in her bed like a wanton little nymphomaniac as her hands hypnotized her pulsating clitoris while her own lips ravenously kissed and sucked at the nipples of her enormous, succulent breasts. Bunny was enjoying herself thoroughly and had assumed that her stepfather had been unconscious to her inaudible moans and shrills when suddenly the door to her room opened and there stood the most shocking sight young Bunny had ever witnessed.
Her stepfather stood at the door with his trousers down to his knees and his hands feverishly fondling the most enormous penis imaginable. Bunny was shocked and horrified at the sight of the man she had come only to tolerate, standing in her doorway and obscenely fondling his own hardness as he looked at young Bunny with a treacherous smile of desire. She could not move and her body was rooted to the bed in the same lewd position he had caught her in.
She had never dreamed that he could have witnessed her lewd finger-fucking and tit-sucking spectacle, but the crazed look on his face gave testament to the fact that indeed he had and now he was intent on substituting his huge male hardness for her delicate little fingers. Menacingly he approached her bed as she froze like a small animal hopelessly cornered. Her head of long blonde hair splayed out on the bed sheet framing a sleek wild face with a touch of red lipstick and large blue eyes. She wore little makeup, but it was right for her kind of face. Her slim nose was tilted upward in a pert kind of lewdness that was intensified by her frighteningly aroused smile. The fine sheen of her skin gave off a velvety glow of a light veil of perspiration as she realized her stepfather's intentions. A weirdly strange flicker caused her tight little cunt walls to throb unexpectedly against her deeply buried fingers.
The taut, unblemished skin of her stomach seemed to ripple in frightened anticipation of what was about to occur as she slipped her full, now heavily throbbing young breasts from her mouth only to watch them waver and mushroom out over her heaving rib-cage. Her belly still trembled and quivered from her forbidden caresses. Now, the fingers that had sliced between her widespread pussy lips like a knife through warm butter, probing the warm liquid depths of her passion inflamed cunt, ceased their movements as she lay there, speechlessly looking at the drunken man as he toyed with the massive cock that loomed over her face. The blunt, smoothly pulsing head was throbbing with urgency as his hand stroked the long, rigid pole into an even greater hardness. His lust-narrowed eyes looked wild as he stared down between her raised legs to where her hand and fingers still filled her virgin young cunt. She knew immediately, without any doubt whatsoever, that she was about to be fucked within an inch of her life.
Bunny wanted to cry, to plead with him, but everything had happened with such speed that she was left with simply her fear. A trembling and an odd tingling feeling up between her thighs made her worry -- but with anticipation. Bending down there and kneeling between her still spread legs as she had quivered and shuddered in abject shock, he had put his hand around the hugeness of his cock and guided it toward the still wet seeping opening up between her creamy white thighs. Once there he flicked his hips forward without further ceremony and anxiously tried to bury his long, hard prick into the warm, wetly squirming pinkness of her virgin young pussy.
"NNNoooooooo, please," she had screamed, "Please don't." The pain of his penetration had forced her to groan out in agony, but his hand had put a stinging blow to the side of her face and silenced her protestations as he started to thrust his hips forward up between her open thighs again with the obscene urgency of a man in the grips of some strange bodily tremor. The hotly flowing juices of passion which Bunny's fingers had created earlier moistened her pussy and made his entry more slippery and less painful than she would have believed possible, but then as he plummeted deeper into her hopelessly stretched vaginal walls, she felt certain she was being ripped in half.
"AAAArrrrruuuuugggh," he groaned. "Oh Jeeeeessussss you've a...tight little cunt," his voice blurted out in the staccato fashion of a sputtering machine gun. He looked down between their bodies at the golden hair of her pussy and the gorgeous mound it covered and watched wide-eyed as his heavily pulsating hardness fucked wetly up into her no longer virginal young cuntal depths. Inch by inch his agonizing advance to her cervix had driven her into paroxysms of tortured moans until she felt she just couldn't take any more. Then finally, her abdomen rippling with the dull pain of her deflowering, she felt the bushy tips of his pubic hair brush her inner thighs. As his huge sperm-filled testicles swayed softly between her legs and his huge, passion-driven cock lay buried to the hilt up inside her trembling young belly it was all she could do to restrain herself from screaming in submissive acceptance.
Bunny's mind reeled with the obscene memory as the moments brought back those excruciating images of the man she had actually at one time called her father, as he had plunged the heavy blood-filled head of his abnormally long cock deeper and deeper up into her openly spread young pussy. She remembered that she hadn't wanted to even look at him, but her fear and shame made her keep her eyes open and the hopeless humiliation that she was being subjected to drove her, for some strange reason, to stare up at his perversely grinning face as he plundered her loins with unimaginable fury. Vividly, Bunny could remember how her golden pubic hair was matted down with moisture and clearly out-lined the flushed flesh of her ravaged young vagina. She remembered how he drove into her so hard that his groin would slam against her with a thud, and would force her eyes to well up in tears to the point where she could no longer see. She remembered too, her face reddening slightly in the car, that she had also felt tiny shooting shivers of pleasure that had slowly begun to tingle through her helplessly impaled body. And God...that was the day she actually learned to love sex...to yearn for it and lust in her mind for it.
But that was a long time ago, and as years went by she learned to control her hunger. Sometimes, in the loneliest way of all...fingering her clit under the covers at night, or in the shower, or, in her more daring moments, spreading her legs over the arms of the easy chair in the living room, fucking down onto it as if it was the hairy flesh of a real live man. But it was at that now remembered moment that she learned the wonderful heat, the delicious hardness of what a man's orgasm was like. Her stepfather started to grind his hips with a jerky, pistoning movement as his elongated penis made thrusts deep into her convulsing, still trying to awaken young pussy. Deeper and even deeper he rammed the warmly throbbing head of his long, lust-fully hardened cock into the softly curling fleece of her cunt hair. Bunny's virginal cuntal walls bulged out as she took in the thickest part of his shaft and she was certain the pressure on her sweet young cunt would burst open. Lewd little spasms of the pleasure she was bordering on gripped her belly as suddenly he drove the gargantuan head to its maximum depth. Battering into her loins, her long, voluptuously formed thighs wavering around his hips in the onslaught. Her stepfather fucked hard up into her as the lust-swollen tip of his penis began to spit out in uncontrollable jerks of orgasm.
Sperm, white-hot and milky, blasted into Bunny's cringing young womb like hot lava erupting from a volcano. Her step-father shrieked his climax through tightly gritted teeth and his uncontrolled frenzy paralyzed Bunny. As she groaned and sweated limply beneath him, her belly was filled and sizzled with the sharp, burning jolts of seemingly never-ending hot cum. She looked up at her stepfather's lust-contorted face and was convinced that he was a close relation to some type of bizarre devil. He fucked and jerked rhythmically into her until the last molten drips of cum spewed out from his lust-driven penis. Finally he was spent and as she remained frozen in her position she scanned the contorted outline of his wantonly distorted face and knew beyond a doubt, that as long as she lived, she would remember this night.
But she had to remember too, that at that moment, she was also experiencing her own first come.
It was the sight of her stepfather's smirk of perverse sell-assurance which had lingered in Bunny's mind all those years, but the blinding hot cum he had deposited in her womb had remained just as long.
Her virginity had been taken, and Bunny, driving now with a forceful intention of making her destination, had to thank her stepfather for one thing.
He had turned her from a girl into a woman.