Chapter 2
Ken Johnson was glad to be outside chopping wood, even if the snow was coming down in blinding sheets. For he could better deal with his thoughts, and he had plenty on his mind.
He still had trouble believing what he'd seen. But, he knew, he had to accept it. It was just too serious for a father to simply ignore. And so, supporting himself on the ax-handle, Ken Johnson stood alone in the snow, forcing himself to recall the details.
He'd been looking for Bonnie and Mark because the storm was brewing. When he called and they didn't answer, he'd started to worry. Then it occurred to him that they might be up to something and not want to be found. Perhaps they were sneaking a few cigarettes, the way kids do.
If that were the case, Ken wasn't in the mood to make a big deal of it, family trouble was the last thing he wanted on a vacation. But, on the other hand, he did have his responsibility as a parent.
Since he had to find them anyway, Ken decided to try and sneak up on the kids. If his suspicions were unfounded, he could pass it off as a joke. But if they were accurate, he could teach Bonnie and Mark a lesson and then get them back to the cabin.
The creek seemed the logical place to look, its leafy banks the ideal spot for adolescent mischief. Ken started following its winding course, walking quietly so as not to announce his presence.
He heard them first. They were just around a bend. Over the hiss of the water his daughter sounded funny and Ken considered the possibility that she and Mark might be smoking something stronger than regular cigarettes, although they were usually very good kids.
Ken ducked behind a tree, giving himself a clear shot of them without being seen himself. And immediately he wished that all he had to deal with was a little experimental smoking- anything but this!
What does a father do when he stumbles upon his own children and they're half-naked in a sixty-nine? Bonnie was sucking Mark's cock, while he ate her pussy and Ken hadn't known what to do then, just as he was still at a loss while he ran it over in his mind later.
Ken had just stood there, watching, watch-ing-and feeling guiltier by the second. What he saw his son and daughter doing to one another made his cock as hard as a rock! Ken hated to admit it but his naked teenaged daughter turned him on.
Things got even more uncomfortable for him after the kids came in one another's mouths and their sixty-nine gave way to fucking. Ken couldn't help himself. As he eaves-dropped, he pulled his stiff prick out of his pants and jerked off behind the tree. It was only after he'd shot his wad and partially regained his senses that he was able to force himself away from the incestuous scene.
At first he'd wandered around in a daze. Then Ken remembered that his wife was expecting him to bring the kids back to the cabin. So he called out their names at a safe distance, wanting to warn them to finish fucking, since he hadn't the nerve for a confrontation.
Ken had been relieved by the way Bonnie's lie about her using the bathroom had let him off the hook. But then his ordeal really began. He relived details of what had actually happened, endlessly running them over in his mind-as he did now while supposedly chop-ping wood.
"Damn, what kind of father am I?" Ken scorned himself. "I know for a fact that my own kids are fucking each other and what do I do about it? Nothing! Nothing, except stand around in the snow and wish that it were me instead of her brother that Bonnie sucked and fucked."
For with only the mental image of his spread-legged daughter's naked, young body possessing him, Ken had another hard-on. Finally he broke down and openly confessed to himself.
"I've got to have that little girl. Got to fuck her!" he said out loud.
Then Ken Johnson picked up the ax and started swinging as furiously as he could. By the time he was finished, he'd chopped enough wood to see the family through the worst kind of blizzard. But he still had the same incestuous thoughts and the same hard-on.
"It's just snow, Daddy," Bonnie said, as her father led her across the white expanse. "What's out here that you want me to see, anyway?"
"Bet the creek's iced over by now," Ken replied, skirting her question.
Bonnie shrugged with apparent disinterest. But, inside, her stomach was churning. After yesterday's close call, the last place she wanted to go was back to the creek, especially with her father. But she knew she had no choice but to follow behind as Ken led the way through the thicket. The bubbling stream of water was not only frozen, but blanketed with snow.
"Looks a lot different than it did yesterday, doesn't it?" Ken said. And after a pause, he added, "The water was making so much noise yesterday that at first I had trouble hearing you."
"Oh . . . you mean after you called out for us?" Bonnie gulped. "No, before that."
Bonnie's face turned as white as the snow around her.
"I was following the creek, looking for you kids," Ken said. "I thought you might be sneaking some cigarettes or something and I'd catch you in the act. It turned out to be a lot more interesting than that, though."
Waiting her out, her father looked at her.
Taking a chance, Bonnie flew right into the face of the storm. "Okay, so you saw me and Mark getting it on. But you don't want to punish me for fucking him at all, do you, Daddy? You want to take his place!" she blurted out.
Ken Johnson drew the deepest breath of his life. "What if I said I did?"
"I'd tell you to prove it," Bonnie replied.
Ken's next breath was even deeper than the one before it. Then his trembling hand was at his fly and he unzipped his pants. He clumsily fumbled with his long-johns to get at his cock and then, with a springing lurch, at least ten inches of rigid cockmeat jutted into the open, as hot and throbbing as the snowy surroundings were cold and still.
"My God!" Bonnie gasped. "Your cock's so big!"
"Do you think you can take it, sweet-heart?" Ken panted, all his composure gone. "Take your daddy's big cock in your mouth and pussy the way you did your brother's?"
"Only one way to find out!" Bonnie excitedly answered.
She knelt in the snow before her father. Her slender fingers couldn't span the thick barrel of his huge cock as she brought the pulsing head to her mouth. First, her tongue flicked out to give her a taste-salty. Then she started sucking.
"Oh, suck it all, baby! Suck my prick all the way down to my balls!" Ken begged.
It was only the second time Bonnie had ever given head, but she knew now that no cock would ever come her way that was so large she couldn't swallow every inch. And, she guessed, she wasn't going to blow many guys who were hung any better than her own dad.
Ken helped her by taking a hold of her head and bringing her face toward his crotch. Bonnie Fished his balls out of his pants and found they were as massive as his prick.
Already she was greedily anticipating the amount of jizz they could produce for her to drink.
Bonnie slurped and even gagged some as her father gradually pulled her face forward. Then her throat relaxed, there was a thrusting plunge, and she had all his prick.
"Good girl!" her father cheered. "Now move your lips back and forth and fuck my cock with your mouth."
Bonnie eagerly began to do as she was told, wondering if this was how her mother sucked her father's cock.
And, as if he'd just read her mind, Ken promptly answered Bonnie's unspoken question. "Your mother won't touch my cock with her mouth. I'm glad to see you don't take after her, princess."
Her mother didn't know what she was missing, Bonnie thought.
"Fact is, your mother isn't that much interested in any kind of sex with me. If she was, I might be able to leave you alone," Ken said.
Thank God for that, Bonnie gratefully thought.
She slid her clutching lips faster and faster around the length of Ken's hard-on. If only she could climax herself at the same time her father came in her mouth. That would be heaven, with his hot jizz pouring into her stomach at the same time her senses exploded. And would it prime her for the fuck she prayed would occur after the blow-job!
Now Bonnie was glad that Mark hadn't actually popped her cherry. It would be so much better to have her father do it with his bigger cock. If he couldn't fuck her pussy bloody with that monster, she was always going to be a virgin, no matter how many times she fucked.
"Listen, baby," Ken soon told her as she sucked his cock, "I hope you're thirsty 'cause this is it. I'm coming now!"
His prick erupted. Bonnie'd had trouble swallowing all her brother's cum during the first blow-job she'd ever given. But there was no such difficulty in downing her dad's creamy flow, even though he climaxed harder and longer than Mark had.
"Mmmm, you really know what you're doing, don't you, little girl?" Ken sighed when his load had been consumed. "How many cocks have you sucked?"
"Just Mark's," Bonnie answered honestly. "What you saw when you spied on us, Daddy, was my first time ever."
Ken shook his head with awe. "You learn fast. Your mother never-"
"Let's leave mom out of this. And Mark, too," Bonnie cut in. "For the time being, Daddy, it's just me and you. Nobody else matters."
"Whatever you say, honey," Ken agreed. "Now what's next?"
"As if I had to tell you," Bonnie teased.
Then she began to strip. In the cold, her bare flesh prickled with goose bumps as it was exposed but she didn't shiver, even when she was stark naked. Indeed, her eager, young body seemed to glow from within in anticipation of fucking her hung dad.
"You're the prettiest damned girl I've ever seen!" Ken gushed.
"I've always worried that my tits are too small," Bonnie answered, fishing for more flattery.
"They're perfect, sweetheart. Just perfect little titties for a girl your age," her father reassured her.
"And my pussy?" Bonnie asked expectant-ly.
"Looks good enough to eat."
"Really, Daddy?"
"Why not, angel? It'll make my prick even harder for fucking you if I eat your pussy first."
It made wonderful sense to Bonnie, so she stood proudly as her father knelt before her as if her teenaged cunt were a shrine. She clasped his face against her thrusting crotch and when the lips of his mouth met the lips of her pussy, she came on the spot.
"Your tongue feels sooooo goooooood, Daddy," she orgasmically moaned.
Ken finished eating her pussy with a flourish. Drawing the bullet of her clit into his mouth, he sucked it until Bonnie climaxed so wetly she felt as if she were pissing in her father's face. And just as she'd done with his jizz, Ken drank every drop of her generous supply of hot pussyjuice.
Then, her cunt thoroughly devoured, Bonnie slumped down onto the snowy ground. Spreading her legs, she fingered the rims of her pussy apart, feeling like her wide-open cunt gash provided a pink glimpse all the way to her soul.
"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me now!" she declared. "Fuck my pussy with your beautiful, big cock!"
Ken loomed over her, the shadow of his massive hard-on falling across her naked body. When he removed his pants and long-johns entirely, his naked loins flexed with macho power. Bonnie guessed that he was strong enough to fuck right through her. God, she hoped so! How she yearned to finally get rid of her unwanted cherry.
"Just wish you were still a virgin so I could fuck your little pussy bloody," Ken said, moving between his daughter's spread thighs.
Bonnie didn't tell him that he was going to get his wish. She wanted to surprise him.
"Oh, well, can't have everything," Ken sighed. "What I'm getting still makes me just about the luckiest dad around. Getting to fuck my own little girl's cunt is what matters."
"Then stick it in, Daddy!" Bonnie impatiently urged.
"Just give me one last look at you like this, baby," Ken requested. "It's priceless."
His eyes misted over as he committed the sight of his spread-legged daughter to memory forever. Then he drew a bead on Bonnie's teenaged cunt and brought his chunky cock-head to his daughter's pussylips. He ran the blunt prick-tip from her asshole to her clit, then centered it and shoved.
Bonnie moaned when his cock entered her cunt. "More, Daddy, deeper. Fuck my cunt with every bit of your huge prick!"
Ken's crotch bucked, with him expecting his hard-on to sink in to the balls. However, there was sudden resistance and his cockhead was stalled by a stubborn obstacle within his daughter's cunt.
"Your pussy's even tighter than I thought it'd be," Ken panted with frustration. "Relax, honey. You've got to relax if you want me to fuck you with all of my prick."
"You just keep shoving, Daddy," Bonnie countered.
"Don't want to hurt you ..."
"Let me worry about that."
Then, seeking to get her father in gear, Bonnie recalled the finger-in-the-asshole trick. She reached into the hairy crack of Ken's ass and poked him so deeply that she felt crumbs of his shit under her fingernail.
"Oh baby!" Ken groaned.
Bonnie began rhythmically finger-fucking his asshole. Predictably it put springs in Ken's loins and his crotch recoiled, the resulting fuck-thrust powering his muscular prick straight ahead in his daughter's tight cunt.
The abrupt pain Bonnie felt was like nothing she'd ever experienced. But she hid it, biting her tongue so as not to alarm her father. At the same time she kept finger-fucking Ken's asshole, forcing his massive prick ever deeper into her cherry pussy, regardless of how much it hurt.
"Rip me, Daddy, fuck me!" Bonnie shouted. "Rip my cunt to pieces with your big cock!"
She added another finger inside Ken's asshole and dug at the throbbing gland located near the base of his balls. When his prick lurched again in her stubborn pussy, the pain was almost unbearable.
Now it occurred to Bonnie that her damned virginity might defeat her again. For, as dark-ness closed in on the fringes of her flickering consciousness, she was on the verge of passing out before her cherry was finally broken.
"Got to hang on," she hissed to herself. "Got to see it through."
"What'd you say, honey?" her concerned father asked.
"Just shut up and fuck me, damn it!" Bonnie shrieked, bracing herself to endure the ordeal. "Fuck me harder, harder, harder, you bastard!"
But her worried father had started pulling back. Frantic to finally lose her cherry, Bonnie pushed violently up at him with her crotch, impaling her cunt on the spike of his reluctant hard-on.
The pain made her see stars. But then, at last the breakthrough arrived and the stars melted into bright red swirls of pleasure.
"It's popped!" she swooned. "My cherry's gone at last. I'm a real woman now!"
"What're you talking about?" her confused father asked.
"Don't you get it, Daddy?" Bonnie happily moaned. "I was still a virgin for you, after all."
"But your brother ... he fucked you first . . . saw it with my own eyes," Ken gulped.
"But my cherry wouldn't give then. Don't you see, Daddy? It was fate. Fate that you'd be the one to pop it for me. Thank you, Daddy, thank you for being the one to finally turn me into a real woman."
With his shock starting to wear off, male pride rose within Ken. "Never thought I'd get to take another cherry at my age. Surely not my own daughter's," he congratulated himself. "But I did it, damn, if I didn't do it!"
"Don't pat yourself on your back too much, Daddy," Bonnie teased. "You're still not through. Now you've got to finish me off with a pussy full of your hot cum."
"Damn, won't take long," Ken promised, his whole cock buried in his daughter's pussy now.
Bonnie's legs scissored him so she could guide the stroking movements of his prick inside her. In and out, back and forth, his cockmeat rubbed within her cunt while she squeezed his prick with her juicy pussy-muscles.
"Hurry, Daddy, hurry and give my pussy the cum it needs," Bonnie pleaded.
"Now, baby, now!" Ken croaked.
His body blanketed Bonnie, with his mouth drooling all over her tits. And down below, ten inches deep in her cunt, his climaxing hard-on spurted cum like a machine gun shooting liquid bullets.
Bonnie could feel the jizz gushing past her pussy into her womb. God, she thought, she'd never been so full of anything in her life.
"My cunt'll never hold it all!"
And, indeed, as her father's prick slowed to a trickle, her pussylips already slobbered with excess cum that had begun to dribble into the crack of her ass. Then Ken abruptly pulled out, moving back with his eyes trained between Bonnie's legs.
"Just want to get a good look at what I've done to you, baby," he explained.
Bonnie's fucked cunt showed him plenty. Oozing with a pink mixture of the blood from her popped cherry and fresh jism, its slimy contents leaked down past her ass and left a spreading pool on the snow beneath her.
"Jesus, it doesn't get any better than this!" Ken exclaimed.
"How do you know unless you try it again?" Bonnie answered. "After all, there's always room for improvement, Daddy, even with a stud like you."
Ken got the message and quickly he was back between Bonnie's spread legs, fucking her all over again.