Chapter 10
Before Rachel had a chance to fall asleep, she heard her father's staggering footsteps as Jack stumbled into the room behind her, He didn't have his jug with him, which meant he had quit drinking while only half-drunk.
"So, y'finally decided to come back, huh?" he snapped.
"P-paw?" she gasped, suddenly awake and afraid. "Ah know what you were doin', " he snapped. "Ah follered you to thet there shack up the hill, and ah saw what you done with Gina. Well, if you think that's gonna keep you from doin' anything with me, you gotcherself another thought comin', Rachel-baby."
"Paw, please . . . please.. . . "
"Naw, you please, Rachel You please yer old paw by suckin' his cock," he insisted, undoing his overalls and letting them fall. He stepped out of them and walked over to the bed, and grabbing her by the air, he tugged her to the floor, on her knees as he stood towering over her.
She stared at his penis, flaccid at the moment, and she said, "But pa, it ain't even hard. You know you can't come iff n it ain't hard."
Jack smiled and said, "Ah'm dependin' on that mouth of yours to suck it so's it'll get hard. Once it is hard, ah'm gonna fuck you like you ain't never been fucked before."
"Paw, please . . . don't make me do that. Ah don't know iff n ah kin suck it till it gits hard. Ah mean, ah ain't never done nothin' like that afore."
"No? Y'sure as hell learned how to lick a woman's cunt in one helluva hurry, didn't you? Tell me Rachel, you like lickin' pussy better'n the idea of suckin' cock?"
The question stopped her cold. Hell! She didn't really dig licking Gina that much, but she sure as hell enjoyed sucking on Manford's cock when she had been initiating herself and him into sex. Finally, she exhaled and said, "No, paw, ah don't like eatin' pussy more'n I do a good cock."
"Well, there ain't no better cock around than your paw's," he insisted. "So you do as I tell you, damn you, and start asuckin'. "
He was mean drunk at this point, and Rachel knew if she didn't do as he said, he would hurt her and then force her to do what he wanted, anyway. Now she knew why her ma had always given in to the man. It was easier to obey him the first time, because she was sure as hell going to obey him eventually, and if it took longer, then it would only hurt her that much more. Yes, she would have to do as he wanted her to do.
With trembling hands she reached out to the soft, hanging length of her father's cock. She took it with her fingers and worked the foreskin back to reveal the deep red of his penile head. Then she leaned forward, sniffing it. He had washed it with his corn liquor for some reason or other, and at least it didn't stink of sweat, sighing, she finally took the head into her mouth, tasting the flavor of the corn liquor, and grateful for it because it made his meaty prick taste tangy. She just hoped she would be able to suck in a way to satisfy the old man.
She licked and sucked, and inside her mouth she became aware of the head of his penis slowly throbbing as it grew to erection. Blood slowly moved into the penile sacs, pounding through arteries to get there, and she experimentally swirled her tongue around the pulsing shaft, while at the same time she reached out and let her hand grip the hardening base. She felt it expand and thicken, pulsating as it grew more and more rapidly, and it thickened in her mouth, clogging the entrance to her gullet.
Her father's cock was something totally different from that of Manford Kelly. It was a strange and different experience unto itself, and she found it sexily and oddly stimulating in spite of her fears. Deep in the flat white depths of her aching belly, a burning glow of new, strong, sexual arousal was flaring to life, and Rachel knew that when it came to sex, any kind of sex, she was a slave and unable to resist for any length of time. She was capable of climaxing quickly no matter what she was doing, so she accepted the fact that she would indeed do anything her father wanted her to do.
His throbbing cock was as solid as granite at the moment, and her other hand reached out and filled itself with the weight of his scrotum. Her fingers were gently caressing it, teasing the wrinkled skin through the hair covering it, feeling the weight of his balls.
Abruptly, without warning, the half-drunk, and very mean Jack Kane thrust his hips forward and sank the full length of his hardened shaft into Rachel's tiny mouth, pushing the head into her throat, choking her, making her gag and cough and gurgle. She turned blue in the face for a moment in an attempt to catch her breath with the thickness lodged in her esophagus, and when she tried pulling her head back, his hands clamped themselves on her skull, keeping her in place, with the full thickness of his penis pushing into the narrowness of her pharynx.
"Gggggg lllllrrrrgggg mmmmmmpphhhh wwwwwaaaa uuuggghhhh!" she gagged, choking.
"Suck, Rachel-baby, suck!" the man insisted.
Gagging and strangling, almost ready to die as the blood-engorged penis head pushed itself deeper and deeper into her narrow throat, she dug her fingers into her father's asscheeks in order to keep her balance. With a strong effort she controlled the feeling of nausea filling her, determined she would do as much as possible to keep her pa from hurting her. No matter how much his cock, jammed in her gullet might hurt, it was mild compared to the tortures he might put her through. How often she had seen the burns and bruises on her mother's delicate skin, and she was determined to keep as much of that from happening to her as was humanly possible.
Pulling air through her nostrils in a definite effort to breathe, she found her lungs filling with oxygen, and she was able to suck a little, She hollowed her cheeks, exerting a sucking pressure with her palate and tongue, as well as with her lips, squeezing around the pulsing rod he had rammed down her throat, hoping she was doing it well ought to keep him from further hurting her.
Jack was apparently satisfied with the way her mouth was vacuuming his cock inside, and he began pulling his penis back a little. Just as the pressure on her gullet eased, and the head of his penis slid across the flat of her tongue, he rammed it right back in again. He began jazzing it back and forth, back and forth, fucking her mouth as eagerly as he had fucked her cunt, earlier.
Instinctively, the lovely brown-haired girl began countering his thrusts, bobbing her lovely face back and forth, making certain her tongue was a broad, flat platter on which to serve his cock into her throat, and as she did so, the fires in her cunt, which had been simmering low flames were now flaring pyres of lust. Moisture flooded her pussy, making it ready, for she was certain that her daddy would want to shove his prick in there all over again, when he got tired of the way she sucked. Lordy! She felt so sexy and aroused, so out of control and filled with the need for a satisfaction of her own. Now she understood why Gina had made her do what she had done. It was obvious Gina hadn't been getting the kind of satisfaction she'd needed. In fact, she had admitted Luke Kelly had done nothing for her while she had sucked the man's cock. Hell! She hoped her paw didn't intend to leave her unsatisfied. It just wouldn't be right.
She closed her eyes, thinking her pa certainly intended fucking her. He had to, he just had to. A delicious shiver was running through her tormented body. She knew he was drunk to the point where he would be savage with her no matter what he did, but she didn't care as long as she was able to come again. She tried to imagine how it would be when he finally threw her on her back and slammed his thick log into her. God! It would be heaven. Even more heavenly would be the feel of Luke Kelly's even thicker log. Now that was one formidable log.
But even as she thought these things, she was aware of her father pulling back, tugging his cock away from her mouth, literally forcing her to take her sucking lips from the throbbing organ.
"Okay," he told her. "Thass enough fer now. Ah told you ah was gonna fuck you like you ain't never been fucked before, and ah meant every last word of it, honey."
Sitting back on her heels, Rachel looked up at him, hoping for some words of praise as she asked, "Did I do it right, paw?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "Now git yer ass up onna bed."
Obediently Rachel crawled onto the bed and lay down on her back in the middle of it, gladly allowing her slender, rounded thighs to separate in readiness for her father's hard, long, thick cock. He fell on his knees on the mattress and walked toward her, his lancing prick all shiny and wet with her saliva, making it look like a punishing cudgel rather than a joy stick.
She somehow or other smiled at her father, though much as she wanted his cock, she hated the man, himself, for being such an animal.
"Okay, paw," she told him. "Ah'm ready whenever you are."
"You ain't gettin' mah cock the usual way, Rachel. Ah want you over on your belly and up on your knees."
Knowing better than to argue with the man, the girl obediently turned over. She remembered reading in those books at Luke Kelly's about doing it this way, dogstyle. So she didn't feel too badly about this particular position.
"Go ahead paw," she said, her buttocks jutting out and roundly waving him on.
The man was close to her now, his sweaty body pressing against the moons of her buttocks-buttocks defenselessly up-thrust and roundly quivering. She gasped as he poked a finger into the viscid moisture drooling from her vagina opening. It felt good, really good, even if it was her paw doing the fingering. What was more, he seemed to be more gentle than she had expected him to be, considering how loud her mother used to scream when her father used her. Maybe, just maybe, her mother was making too much of a big deal out of something that was really a lot of fun. Maybe her mother was a prude and her paw was right, to some extent.
Lulled into a false sense of well-being for the moment, the lovely Rachel waited expectantly for her father to spear her narrow cunt with the full length of his vibrant penile prong. But then she felt something unexpected as his wet finger moved from her dripping cunt, rising to the narrow little pucker of her asshole that prune-like opening nestled between the full, white globes of her asscheeks. She twisted her head around and looked at him, her eyes wide and questioning as she said, "Paw . . . what you got in mind?"
"Honey, ah'm gonna fuck thet there virgin ass of yours," he told her, smiling, his drunken face contorted with lust. "Ah mean, when ah fucked your cunt this afternoon, y'didn't bleed, so ah know ah wasn't the first one in there. When ah pushed my cock into yer mouth, ah saw from the way you worked yer lips you knew what you was doin', which means you musta sucked some other guy's cock afore. But ah'm willin' to bet ain't no one copped your asshole afore. So thass what ah'm gonna do. And like a good daughter, yer gonna let me."
Rachel was stunned. Her heart felt as if a hand was squeezing the life out of it. What her father was suggesting boggled the mind. In her ass?
"Paw, no!" she shouted. "Don't do this! Ah ain't never done nothin' to deserve this. You know how tiny ah am back there and how big you are."
"Shit! Your asshole ain't no smaller'n your ma's, at least afore I first fucked her asshole. Ah don't want no backtalk, Rachel Ah'm gonna fuck your asshole, and thass that."
She saw the thrill building in her father's rheumy eyes as sadistic excitement coursed through him, making him shudder with the urge to continue. He stared down at her defenselessly waggling buttocks. He drooled, the saliva falling from his lips as he stared at the tight brownish pucker of her narrow asshole helplessly offered to the hardness of his throbbing cock. Shee-itt! He was gonna teach this one, right enough. She wasn't gonna get away with no bullshit like her mother. That woman had always wanted somethin' to knock her out so she hardly felt nothin' whenever she and his cronies fucked her. That last time, when he had used that concoction given to him by the swamp witch, she had finally acted like a cunt oughta act. Well, Rachel was never gonna get none of that juice that doped her mother. Not anymore. From now on, she was gonna learn to be fucked from every angle, in every hole, and from as many men as he wanted to fuck her at one time.
Sinking his finger into the sodden channel of her cunt, he brought out more oozing juices and smeared them on the tiny aperture of her cringing anal opening. Then he held the rock-solid shaft of his penis tightly in his hand as he nestled the bloated head firmly against the pulsating little opening. Then he used both hands to spread her asscheeks as wide as possible.
Rachel felt him applying the inexorable pressure as he pushed the head of his prick against her tiny asshole, and she knew there was no chance in the world of her escaping from this. Now she knew why her mother had screamed in agony all the time. Her father was as determined to fuck her there as he had been to fuck her mother there. What was more, resistance would only make the man happy. He was a sadist at heart, and Rachel understood that the more she begged for him not to do it, the more determined he was to proceed.
"All right, paw," she said, before he had a chance to thrust. "You jest go right ahead and do it this way. Fuck me in mah asshole if thet's what you want. Iffn it'll make you happy, ah want you to do it. Fuck it right in now . . . go on ahead."
"Y'all tellin' me you want me to do it, Rachel?" her pa asked, his voice faltering as he stared at her, unbelieving.
"Sure. Why not? Iffn it'll make you happy, it'll probably make me happy, too, won't it? Go on! Shove it in mah ass. Shove it in real hard."
That was precisely what he did, though the edge of pleasure had been taken off, just as Rachel had suspected.
Exerting more pressure, straining his back, hip, and leg muscles as he did so, the man pushed his cock forward into her rectum, stretching her sphincter painfully. Rachel gasped as agony coursed through her. She bit her lip to keep her pa from knowing just how much she was suffering because of what he was doing.
He pushed harder, and then there was a slight pop as the corona slid past the sphincter muscle. Her breath caught in her throat, and she forced herself to stifle a scream of agony for a long moment. But he shoved fast and hard, forcing his thick prong deeper, and she was unable to keep it locked in. Full-throatedly, she screamed, "Aaaaaiiiii eeeeaaaaagggggh-h-h-hh! Paw . . . it hurts, oh, paw.. . "
Deeper and deeper the penis sank into the spongy softness of her rectum, pushing the tissues apart, but not once did she scream to him to stop, knowing to do so would make him feel good. She didn't like it, not at all, but she hid her dislike, keeping it secret. Her head slammed against the mattress beneath her, repeatedly hitting it as she gasped because of the torment she was feeling, but she didn't scream again, refusing to give the man the satisfaction of knowing how much pain she felt.
She thrashed from side to side, her asscheeks writhing over and over, but her father's strong hands held her in a vice-like grip, her every jerking movement serving only to drive the hardened flesh spike of his cock that much more deeply into her.
"Well, now, how's it feel, Rachel-honey?" he taunted.
"It hurts paw, but iff n you like it, well, go right on ahead."
"Thass just what ah'm gonna do," he nodded.
Her asshole was a lot tighter than he had imagined. Certainly it was tighter than her mother's asshole. The pressure of her sphincter was actually hurting his cock as it squeezed solidly around the hard stiffness he had thrust into her. A heavy sweat was breaking out all over him, much heavier than the light sheen of perspiration coating Rachel's lovely body.
"It'll feel better iff n you shove back and take more cock in," he gasped, curious to see if she would obey.
Rachel knew better than to think of disobeying the man. She bent forward, gathered her strength, then shoved her buttocks backward at the same time he drove his cock forward. She felt even more excruciating agony as his monstrously solid phallus slid ever deeper until with a single final thrust, his thighs flattened themselves against her soft buttocks, and she realized her asshole was gripping the hairy base of his throbbing cock. The full length of it was totally buried in her rectum.
"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhh.. . Gawwwwwd! Paw ww ww!" she cried out with the last push. "Hhhhh aaaaauuuuu nnnnnnhhhh!"
Biting her lower lip until she actually drew blood from it, Rachel felt her father's hairy, scrubby pelvis smack itself solidly into the roundnesses of her upraised buttocks as his balls swung against the lips of her tantalizing pussy. The shocks filling her this time were far from pleasant.
The grizzled Jack Kane held himself still for the moment while his throbbing penis lurched, expanding even more inside the narrowness of his daughter's asshole. Slowly, little by little, her rectum began to adjust to the thickness of the pulsing penis. Rachel felt as if her inner flesh had been torn and ripped, and yet once again there lurked that ever-present sensation of desire that once again began swelling and enlarging within her. Arousal built slowly at first, then faster and faster. It was so powerfully demanding, that in spite of the pain she still felt, she wanted her father to fuck her back there.
Still on his knees behind his daughter-or at least the young girl he insisted in his own mind was his daughter-Jack found it almost impossible to believe when the soft, rounded lunar orbs of Rachel's lovely buttocks began churning solidly back against him in a slow, fucking, churning motion, undulating sexily. He moaned, feeling all kinds of exquisite sensations because of it, stunned, because she was reacting far more arousingly than her mother had ever reacted. Christ! She was doing it all by herself, the sexy little bitch!
"You damn little twat!" he roared at her. "Ah thought ah'd be the first one into yer ass, but ah see now thet you musta been assfucked afore. Ah mean, ah ain't never seen no one react like this the first time."
"Paw that ain't so," Rachel sobbed. "Ah ain't never done nothin' like this afore. Ah'm doin' it 'cause you know how to make me feel so much pleasure, thass why." She knew she had to make him believe her.
As he powered his thrusting auger back and forth in his daughter's rectum, he saw her profile when she turned her head to the side, and he was surprised to see her gorgeous face distorted with ecstatic rapture. What was more, without his urging, she was thrusting her ass solidly back at him, absorbing the full length of his driving phallus into the narrow tightness of her ass, surrounding it with her smooth, warm anal tissue.
Jesus, God! the man thought to himself, Lookit the way thet there gals taken to ass-fucking. Shee-ittt! She likes just 'boutany kindafuckin'shecanget. Ah'm gonna charge me morenfive bucks fer them guys to use her. She s one terrific fuck. Like her maw she s got nice smooth skin, but she sure cottons to cock a lot more'n Susan ever did. Jesus!She loves bein'reamed!
Hell! Hurting her would be a waste. If he kept her in good shape, she'd make him a lot more money. He suddenly tugged the length of his thickly throbbing cock from the tightness of her clinging rectum, and he was turning her over onto her back, pressing his mouth to hers, making her think he had some bit of affection for her, believing if he faked it, she would respond more readily to him than if he kept whipping her. He had to keep this merchandise in good shape.
Rachel was disappointed. She was learning to love being fucked in the ass. She realized there were certain nerve-endings in there his thick cock was touching that, if rubbed long enough, would set her off with another kind of orgasm. She wanted that orgasm.
"Le's fuck the right way, Rachel-baby," the old man insisted.
"Please, paw, I want it back in my ass," she begged.
He stared, unable to believe it. She really did like it back there. Well, hell! He sure was shit was willin' to give it to her there. But instead of turning her over again, he hoisted her legs over his shoulders and threw her thighs back, rolling up a blanket and shoving it under her rounded buns, lifting her asshole higher. Then he pressed his cock-head into her asshole in this position, seeing the gleam in her eyes as she felt his thick cock once again filling her rear-end. She groaned with lust as the hard, throbbing penis filled her rectum totally, soaring smoothly into the warm, rubbery depths.
"Aaaannnnn hhhh.. . that's it, daddy.. . oooooh.. . yeah.. . ah love it this way.. . don't stop.. . don't stop . . . keep shovin' it into me.. . . . "
Jack was panting, his daughter's words a goad to his own lust. He had never before known a woman who liked it in the ass. Aside from Susan, he had fucked maybe a half dozen other women in his lifetime, everyone of them in the ass, and every one of them, without exception had told him she hated him for doing it. But Rachel was using her thighs on his shoulders for leverage, ramming her asshole against his powering cock as he sawed in and out with a wild abandon he had never been able to enjoy before. She matched him, her face reflecting the salacious enjoyment she was feeling as the man stared at his hardened shaft sliding in and out of her clinging sphincter, rhythmically.
In utter bliss Rachel ground against this man who she otherwise deeply hated. She took all of his cock into her rectum, and then the joys of orgasm overtook her, the rapture bursting from her mouth.
"DADDDDDYYYYY . . . YYYYYY
EEEEEEEAAAAAA HHHHHH OOOOOO . . . AHHHHHHH'MM-M-M-MM COMMM-IN'
OHHHHHHH . . . THASS GOOD . . . THASS GOOD . . . FUCK.. . FUCK.. . FUCK.. . YYYYY EEEAAA HHHH.. . "
That was all that was needed to trigger Jack's orgasm, and Rachel felt her father's hot, sticky fluid flood her rectum. It was good. She fell asleep before her father had a chance to pull out.