Chapter 13
"What the hell?!" cried Chris, coming to his feet and starting across the room.
"Don't open it," begged Cindy. "It's my father. He's mad at me. Please?"
"Don't be silly," said Chris. "It's close to midnight ... " And with that he started to reach for a robe when the door swung open. His jaw dropped as he recognized Cindy's father, Mr. Porter.
"Oh, ah, Mr. ah, Porter," he stammered at the middle-aged man who stood with a bottle in one hand and a sneer on his face. With him was another man of about the same height, also drunk, with quick dark eyes.
"We know what you been up to in here," began Porter in an angry tone, "and you're gonna get out of my way, you naked baboon, or I'm gonna bust your jaw."
Chris stepped back in the nick of time. Burt Porter lunged forward drunkenly into the room and was followed by the other man, Leonard Anslinger, who closed the door after himself.
"Well, well, well," grumbled Burt Porter, inspecting his naked daughter who lay on the floor like a cowering dog next to the sofa, at Sherry's feet. "Look what we got here ... " He pulled the zipper down on his parka and began removing his jacket. "Looks to me like we're gonna have to teach my little girl a lesson or two, Leonard. You know what I mean?" He took a long swig of his bottle of booze and then started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Now wait a minute," said Chris, starting forward and trying to insist that Mr. Porter slow down and explain himself, but before he could even make his presence known, Leonard stepped forward and shoved Chris back into the sofa, alongside Sherry. "I suggest," said Leonard, "you keep out of this."
"You can't just come in here and start carrying on like this. Besides, she's your daughter, Mr. Porter. You can't be thinking about having it on with your own daughter?!"
Porter was quickly undressing, starting to pull down his zipper and expose himself. His eyes, burning like coals, were riveted to Cindy's naked form. He was staring especially at her hardened nipples. "She's my adopted daughter, and besides that, what difference does it make?" He laughed sadistically. "I'm not gonna fuck her cunt anyhow ... "
"What?" said Sherry, suddenly sitting up and grabbing for something to cover herself with.
"Leonard's gonna fuck her in the cunt, aren't ya, Leonard ... ?"
"Yeah," hissed the other man, also beginning to undress. "You kids can stick around an' watch if you like, or you can get lost. Don't matter to me or Burt. Just keep yer mouth shut, though, understand?"
"Oh, God," cried Cindy from the floor as her father let down his pants and began to work drunkenly on his underwear. "You can't let them do this! Please? You can't ...!"
"He can't stop us, neither, can you boy?!" Burt didn't even look at Chris as he said this. He turned toward his adopted daughter and kneeled down beside her trembling legs. His fingers reached out and smoothed the comely flesh along the tops of her goose-bump covered thighs. "You got such a nice body, honey, and you treated yourself so badly with this guy here ... It's only right that Poppa give baby-doll a little lesson, now, eh?"
"Please Poppa," begged Cindy, her eyes filled with fright, "I didn't mean to do wrong. Really, I didn't mean to do wrong ...! I won't do it again! I promise!"
Burt Porter reached out and touched his daughter's round breasts. "Ooooh, Poppa," she moaned, "that's not right ...! You mustn't ...!"
"Never you mind mustn't," he scolded her, and then he stood up and proceeded to remove the rest of his clothes. Leonard was already fully naked and ready to begin. "I can start now, Burt," he said, taking a long swig from the bourbon bottle. "She looks pretty nice. I'd of eaten her if that squirt hadn't cum in her cunt before."
"You've been watchin' us," said Chris. "How long?"
"Long enough," said Burt. "Go on now, Leonard. Fuck her cunt. She won't fool around no more after this!"
Leonard smiled and started toward Cindy. He was naked and his prick was stiff with lust. "It's gonna be a pleasure," he said, stroking himself as he kneeled alongside Cindy's trembling form. "You just cooperate, little girl," he whispered, "and this'll go real easy on you. Ya understand? Your Poppa and me, we don't want to hurt you, just want to teach you a little lesson about younger boys, like Chris there ... Ya know what I mean?"
"N-No," said the scared teenager, her back against the sofa.
"Just come here and get what you got comin' to ya," said Leonard, reaching in between her thighs and grabbing hold of the supple slick flesh of her inner loin. He had a tight enough grasp on the young girl's leg that she could not possibly wiggle free. He pulled her toward him the way a giant might pick up a miniature person. She was putty in his hands.
He leaned down onto her fragile form and pressed his hardened prick into the narrow space between her smooth thighs. The head of his cock worked like a heat-sensitive missile, searching out the tenderness of her vagina's labia. He was upon her in a matter of seconds, and despite her wiggling and her screeches for release, despite all of her efforts to get free and escape his massive hands and huge thighs and bulging cock, she could not get so much as a moment of meaningful resistance: he was too big, too strong, and too intent on fucking her.
"Please," she wailed, "someone help me! Please!"
Chris laughed. "In a way, I think your Dad's got the right idea, honey. I think this is gonna be kind of amusing."
Sherry chuckled nervously. She'd seen men in this state of mind before, drunk and wanton, and she knew there was to be no denying them anything that they wanted. She only hoped that they didn't turn on her.
As for Cindy's father, he sat naked on the floor finishing off the last of the liquor. "Go on, Leonard, give it to her good now. No letting up. Make sure that little bitch girl of mine learns her lesson once and for all ...!"
"Ooooh, Poppa," she cried out, "how can you let him ... ? How can you let him do this ... ?"
Before Cindy could utter even one more word of protest, Leonard Anslinger had placed the lust-swollen head of his purplish cock at the entrance to her slippery vagina. He reached beneath her girlish ass cheeks and cupped her buttocks with both hands. "Now you hold onto your hat, little honey. Me and your Paw been friends for a long, long time ... and like he says ... this here is gonna make you remember how it really is to do that fucking, eh?"
She only heard part of what he said, for in the next instant her mind went blank for thirty seconds. First she felt something powerfully large and pressing jamming into the narrow wet confines of her cuntal passageway, and then her brain seemed to scream out in utter debased agony and humiliation. When she came to, she was rocking involuntarily in his arms as his big muscled torso crushed her breasts and his cock torpedoed into the depths of her belly.
"Oooooh, Goddddd!" she cried out throatily as his heavy prick charged her cunt full of wild, fierce sensations like brushfire. "Ooooh, please ... noooo moreeeeeee!"
"Ha," laughed Leonard, his prick immersed in the velvety channel of her satiny pussy, the thick mushroom headed cock buried in the smooth depths of her womb. He could even feel the big soft round of her cervix as he plunged into the slick inner spaces of her young womb. "Stop now?" he chortled, taking one of her round white breasts in his hand as he continued to lunge forward and slap his pelvis against her girlish pubis, "you've got to be kidding!" He leaned down and sucked up the tip of her lust hardened nipple.
She could smell the liquor on his breath and from his body. He reeked of bourbon. There was no stopping him from licking her nipple and sucking on her breast, however, and it seemed that no matter how she rolled her hips and attempted to slide her slick pelvis one way or another, his cock followed her and kept her cunt full. "Noooo," she bleated like a lamb at slaughter, her voice more of an animalish cry of pain than anything else, "pleassseeeee ... ? Noooooo ... ?"
The feel of his grinding cock impaling to the depths of her young womb predominated her consciousness. No matter which direction she attempted to move-by pressing her buttocks downwards into the carpeting and by using her hands to grab hold of the sofa and pull away—he stayed with her. His powerfully lunging cock never missed a beat, and within seconds he'd taken to using the mushroom rim of his thick, blood-engorged cockhead to grind and slip against her galvanized clitoris in disarming intensity.
"Ooooouuuu! Ahhhiieeee!" she cried out, helpless to resist the continual penetration of her moistly clinging pussy lips, unable to prevent the impalement of her womb by the blunted head of his charging cock.
"Look at him go," hissed her father. "Look at that man fuck Cindy!" He was particularly enthused by the sight of the blue-veined hardness that pulsed between the openly splayed lips of his daughter's pussy. He could also see, even in his drunken reverie, the manner in which Leonard's lust bloated balls smacked salaciously against Cindy's upturned white buttocks.
Suddenly, Leonard raised his hips and stopped for an instant, slowly rolling his pelvis and cock from side to side so as to massage the flowering plain of the young girl's vagina with his throbbing maleness, and she responded involuntarily by throwing her thighs apart even wider than he'd forced them. The rubbery, purple head of his penis was like a one-eyed monster as it slid up and down the warm wet valley of her pussy, now moving at full speed, and her lubricating fluid clung to the vein-lined column, making it even and smooth. He shoved forward, his member sliding hard over the surface of her cunt, the whole shaft rubbing her clitoris sensationally, galvanizing her beyond belief, and once again his lust-swollen testicles slapped heavily against her parted white buttocks. Cindy felt the sensation of his bloated balls slapping her anus, and she couldn't seem to hold back any longer. Suddenly, she twisted upwards and arched her hip up against his—so as to get more of his hard cock!
"Hey," groaned her father, setting down his bottle of bourbon, "that's more like it! Now she's gettin' into the swing of things ...! You see that, Chris? She treat you that way, even once? Oh, yeah, she's gettin' into it now!"
Cindy's ears were deaf to her father's observations. Somehow the only thing commanding her consciousness was that ramrod muscular cock grinding and drilling into the depths of her being.
"Oh, God," she hissed in a low, guttural moan, "ooooh, Godddd ...! It's ramming ...! Oh, yes, it's ramming ...!" She was unconsciously muttering as her nostrils flared for fresh breath in order to be able to keep up with the fierce rhythm of the hard-driving cock which tacked her again and again to the carpet and floor.
Leonard raised up on his arms while he tried to adjust himself, thinking to use a slightly different position for the remainder of the fucking, but he'd hardly even moved when Cindy's hand shot down between their bodies and gripped the thick, ridged shaft of his cock. She guided him up and down two or three times, working the tip of his penis against her clitoris in sudden rapture, and then let loose. She slipped his prick back and forth, parting her lips until she insisted his cock against the tight opening of her flaming vagina once again.
"Oh, yeah, she's goin' wild now, man! Really good!" said Leonard. "Did you see that?"
"I sure did," said Cindy's father, unconsciously stroking the skin of the shaft of his penis while he watched his daughter becoming more and more rapturous. "Some punishment, eh?" he said sarcastically to Chris. "But you wait. What I got in mind for her is gonna end her fuck days forever! You just wait!"
Leonard felt an intense urgency and shoved his hips forward hard, driving his penis down the clasping tunnel of lust like a bullet through a barrel. The walls of her wet cunt smoothly parted as he sped into her, the warmth grabbing at his cock like it was sucking him up inside. The long shaft disappeared quickly up into the hotly clenching hole between her legs, until his groin smashed hard against the lips of her wide splayed vagina with a loud thud.
"Oooouuuu, Goddddd!" cried Cindy, somehow not resisting the way she had up until then. Her womb was filled with the hot throbbing column, the thick rubbery head mashing against her cervix like it was going to crash through to her belly. Her cunt was stretched wide with cock, and it was what she secretly longed for. Now that it was no longer Chris, for some reason, she found herself thinking that this prick in her pussy was everything that mattered, and that the more of it she got the better. But she still couldn't quite bring herself to admit it, despite the incredible chills that ran up and down her spine every time her pubic hair became entangled in the dark bush at the base of his thick, wonderful cock!
"Ooooouuuu! Fuck ...! God ...! Hard ...!" she hissed between her teeth. Leonard raised his hips back to withdraw his throbbing penis, only to drive hard forward again. He began to saw in and out of her cunt, pumping furiously with his hips as he was caught up in the sexual frenzy of the wild, animalistic creature beneath him.
"She's a hot bitch, eh," mused Burt Porter as he watched his daughter's hips fly back and forth in unison with Leonard Anslinger's pumping pelvis. Cindy's grinding buttocks were moving in sensual circles as Leonard hammered his long cock into her cunt, and Burt was amazed at the frenzy they had reached so quickly. He had seen enough to be convinced that his daughter was in no way slowing down. In fact, to his way of thinking, she was becoming that much more excited!
As for Sherry and Chris on the sofa, Sherry had taken to unconsciously sliding two fingers into her cunt while she watched the exciting scene on the carpet in front of her. Chris had taken Sherry's hand and was managing to have her wrap her fingers around his cock and tug him into erection.
"Alright," hissed Burt Porter at Leonard on the floor in front of him, "roll my daughter over." His words seemed to echo around the room, and Cindy, her eyes suddenly wide, blinked several times as she tried to understand what she heard. She saw her father, standing naked with a large stiffness protruding from his crotch, hovering above. But she was so caught up in the fire which had begun to burn in her inner thighs that she didn't quite comprehend what he had in mind. She did care that Leonard had ceased his fucking for a moment, holding her body tightly as he rolled onto his back. But then Cindy felt her breasts tingling, her nipples mashed against the hairs on Leonard's chest, and she twisted and squealed and ground her buttocks down hard as his cock drove in and out of her cunt with renewed vigor. She hardly even noticed that her father was kneeling between the backs of her thighs, and the sensation of her naked buttocks being spread wide only made her passion greater.
Burt Porter crawled up between the wide-spread thighs of his daughter, putting his face close to the joined flesh to watch as Leonard's cock went sawing in and out of Cindy's hungrily gripping vaginal hole. The tight pink flesh, rimmed by softly curling pubic hairs, rolled out with his cock on the out-stroke, then folded inside again as he thrust deep into her welcoming passage. But it was her round, naked buttocks that Burt Porter was after, the tendons flexing and unflexing hungrily as she worked at the supposedly punishing cock in her cunt. Spreading the cheeks wide with his thumbs, Porter exposed the hairless puckered anus of his daughter's body to his gaze, and his cock jerked with excitement. It was something he'd been waiting to see for a long, long time, and this act of "punishment" was just a sham for his truly ardent desires.
He pointed his middle finger at the elastic-like ring of flesh, and pushing against it hard he drove his digit into the tight passage. He didn't stop shoving until his palm was flat against her buttocks. "No daughter of mine," he said as he finger-fucked into Cindy's butt tube, "cheats around with anyone!"
"Oooooooouuu!" Cindy groaned as she felt the unnatural intrusion worming relentlessly up into her defenseless asshole, and she remembered in the back of her mind now how she'd heard her father say something about a certain kind of punishment. That finger aching in her rectum must have been what he had in mind. She could feel it working around and around inside in tiny, teasing circles, stretching her virgin anus wide. She had no idea why it was happening, but coupled with the fucking in her cunt, it was a strangely humiliating act indeed!
"Please," she moaned to Leonard underneath her, "I think something awful is happening ... ? Please ... ?" But before she could make him understand, a large thickly aching punch in her rectum took her breath. "Oooooh, God, fuck!" she cried out. "DADDY, NOOOOOOO!"
What had happened was that Burt Porter had applied a second finger to the elastic ring and had stretched the narrow anal orifice into gigantic proportions. Simultaneously, he stroked his hardened cock with his left hand, enjoying both the sight of his fingers in her asshole and his hand on his cock.
"Oh, yes," he hissed, "we'll see how much you really like to fuck after this. You know what I mean, honey? Oh, yeah, just a little anal fucking and we'll see how much you like what, eh?!" He laughed mercilessly at his own sense of justice.
"No Daddy, please ... Noooooooooooo-oo!"
But despite his daughter's compelling protests, Burt Porter persisted in screwing two long bony fingers into her narrow anal passageway. "Uuuuuhhhh, Goddddddd, no," she grunted in agonized horror of the terrifying stretching going on in her anus. Large hot salty tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as the humping in both of her orifices began to take effect: in one end she had a long hot cock throbbing into her belly, and at the other she could feel the burning fingers. Then, with a hissing sound, Porter pulled his fingers out of his daughter's anus.
The fact was that he could wait no longer. His balls felt like they would explode if he didn't hurry, and he leaned across young Cindy's curving back and took the blunt tip of his cock and pressed it hard against her tingy virgin anal lips. "Oh, yeah, honey," he hissed and groaned, "I'm gonna give my little babypoo just the kind of anal fucking she'll never forget. Mmm, good!"
From underneath, Leonard Anslinger was holding her tightly, and Burt began to steadily increase the pressure of his penis against the small puckered opening. His rock hard cock was throbbing with un-satiated desire.
"Uuuuuggghh," Cindy grunted, more and more aware of the ache which had begun to grow at her rear door. She felt the sudden blunt pressure against her helpless behind, and then it came to her all at once, the message penetrating the haze of passion in her brain with shocking impact. He was going to fuck her hack there in the ass! He was going to try and put his hardened column of male flesh into her tiny little anus!
"NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!" she bleated. "NOT THERE! YOU CAN'T!!! NOOOOOOOOOO, DADDDDDDDYYYYYYYY, NOOOOOOOOOOOHH" She screamed it out at the top of her lungs and tried to lurch away from the mounting pressure but she was held tightly, helpless and vulnerable. Her father ignored her blood-curdling wail and all her other protests, shoving his hips forward with all of his strength, seeking revenge, and suddenly he felt the tiny opening give way to his pressure. Pushing with all his might his thick headed penis suddenly popped inside, gripped tightly by the elastic flesh of his daughter's inner rectum.
"AAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!" she grunted like a possessed girl as her anus was stretched and filled with merciless sodomizing agony. The pain of entry registered in her brain like a thunderbolt. She desperately wiggled and tried to twist away from the cruel, punishing impalement of her father's butchering cock as it smashed into her buttocks, but it seemed that there was no way of escaping it. The sudden conflict between pain and pleasure was overwhelming, and she felt the desire to submit meshed with the wish for freedom.
Suddenly, Burt Porter felt his daughter's weakening body begin to submit. He pushed forward with his hips and drove his cock several inches into the hot fleshy tunnel, making Cindy scream again. The strong outer muscle of her anus clamped tightly around his throbbing column, but it only served to make him more anxious. He had to have it all the way inside, and shoving forward with all his pent-up strength and years of incestuous desires, his long cock slid smoothly up into her widely stretching rectum, and his groin went smashing hard into her buttocks and flattening the soft, yielding cheeks up against her own hips.
"UUUUUHHHHHHHHHH, GODDDDDDDDD," she grunted in total agony, an agony that consumed her body. "NOOOOO DADDDDDDDYYYYYY ... PLEASE ... NO MORE ...!"
"Honey," he grunted back at her, enjoying the licentious sight of his balls squashed against her soft white flexed ass cheeks, "this is just the beginning! You got a long, long ways to go!"
Somehow Cindy felt her brain beginning to give way, and then her flesh would follow, she knew, and slowly but surely she was being consumed by the two cocks, one in her asshole now, the other pumping furiously upwards in her tight little pussy. "OOOOhhhh, God," she squealed delirious with the confusion of pain and joy that suffused her body, "Ooooooooohhhh, Goddddddddd ... "!"