Chapter 2
Reliving that torrid scene over again in her imagination. Terri felt the same exhilarating feelings come over her.
The way Elena had wrapped her lips around the tip of her father's prick, that second time, came back to haunt Tern. There had been no reluctance. It had seemed that at that moment the black-haired Mexican beauty with the huge tits-wrapped around the pounding prick that jutted from Malloy's crotch-desired nothing more than to swallow gallon upon gallon of his jizz.
The idea of drinking a man's cum repulsed Terri. The fact that she had actually seen a man coming-watched the jizz fountain from the pinprick hole at the tip of his cock-disturbed her. The fact that it was her very own father, and that Terri had watched his cum cover a girl's avidly questing tongue, spray all over her face and her cock-craving tits, made the young blonde feel somehow unclean.
But now the itching in her cunt was stronger than ever. It made her butt squirm around on the sheets. She needed something to scratch that itch, like she had never needed anything before.
Hesitantly, Terri touched her fingers to her pussy lips. They felt moist and slippery. The toast-colored fur surrounding the pink mouth of her cunt was matted. Terri lifted her fingers to her nose and sniffed. Her pert nose wrinkled daintily.
Her fingers smelled of pussy. It was a thick, cloying smell. It caught at the back of her throat and made her choke.
Her father's inflated cock . . . Elena's mouth, sucking and swallowing. .. her pillowy tits, wallowing around the fat pole of prick-Terri put her fingers to her crotch and touched herself again.
It felt nice. The fragile flaps of her inner cunt lips seemed to thrill at her own touch. She ran a fingertip along the slash.
The breath hissed in over her teeth and she arched her back in sudden pleasure. "Wow!" she breathed. She did it again.
It felt just as good a second time.
For a while Terri lay and stroked the lips of her pussy. It felt better than anything she'd ever felt before. But then after a time something occurred to the girl.
The petting of her slash wasn't making that strange crawling itch go away. Rather, it was making it grow stronger!
It was deep, deep down inside her pussy. What could she do about it? She remembered the wild urge she'd had while watching her father rape Elena. The impulse she had experienced to tear off her shorts and panties and stuff her cunt full of fingers. Timidly, she put a fingertip to her pussy lips and teased them apart.
The entire lower half of Tern's body seemed to acquire a life of its own. Hot delight washed over her. Then the finger dipped into her pussy and she went wild.
A demon possessed Terri. Her hips started bucking madly. She stuck her finger into her cunt as hard as she could, crying out at the fantastic sensation it made going into her cunt. She pulled it out and stuck it in. Yes, that was it!
Tern writhed around on the bed and got two more slender fingers in past the membrane of her cherry. They fucked her just like her father's cock had fucked first Elena's unwilling mouth, then her huge boobs. Furiously they pumped in and out, filling the young girl's body with delicious sensations the like of which she had never known before.
Then it seemed that a huge hand closed around the whole length of Terri's pussy channel and clamped down hard. Her fingers were trapped inside her cunt, held there as if in a vise grip. Then the death grip relaxed, only to return with still more intensity.
Tern's ass came off the bed. She ground her hips around and around, trying to screw her spasming cunt down harder on her stiffened fingers. Her cunt gripped and relaxed, gripped and relaxed, as she finger-fucked herself with wild abandon.
Then beautiful ecstasy rushed at her brain and overpowered her. Delight short circuited her nerves. She was coming, climaxing in joy for the first time in her brief life.
Unable to control herself, she screamed. Her voice seemed to come from far away.
Eventually the demon of lust released her. Her body relaxed. Her butt dropped back onto the bed. Her fingers slipped from her pussy. They were soaked with cunt juice.
A warm feeling washed over Tern. It was as if she were a whole, complete woman for the first time she could remember.
It was wonderful.
A flicker of movement caught Terri's eye.
Instantly her afterglow evaporated. As always, the door of her bedroom was open a crack, to let the cool breezes of evening waft through during the night.
Someone had been spying on her.
Anger welled up inside Terri. Her little brothers and sister had been a real pain the last few days. If one had just stood outside her door, peeking at her, while she masturbated herself to her very first orgasm, she was going to be madder than hell.
The door opened. Terri's eyes widened and she hurriedly pulled up the sheets to cover herself.
"Daddy!" she gasped.
It was her father standing there in his pajamas. He was big and pale in the moonlight, and he had a peculiar gleam in his eye. He stepped into the room.
Then Tern noticed the bulge in his crotch. "Daddy!" she cried again. "What-"
But she knew. And her heart sank.
Then he was beside her on the bed, running his rough hands all over her tender young body. She shivered.
"Cold, sweetheart?" he asked gruffly. "Well, I'll be glad to warm my little baby girl right up!"
With that he tore the nightgown from his daughter's shoulders. "No, don't!" she screamed. He pulled the sheets away from her body.
The filmy nightgown was still hiked up around her swelling hips. Her bush was a golden tangle in the light of the full moon. Every strand of pussy hair was like fine, spun gold. "Oh, how pretty," Mr. Malloy said softly. He stroked the girl's cunt mound with his fingertips. In spite of herself, Tern felt a shudder of delight go through her body. "What a pretty pussy you've got. You've been holding out on your father, haven't you?"
"H-holding out?" Terri asked in a tiny voice. "I don't-ahh ! -understand. Ooooooooh!"
Grinning, her father rotated his thumb around inside the little vee of pussy skin at the top of Terri's virginal gash. "That is called your clitoris, baby," he told her. "Didn't they tell you about it in sex education class? It makes a woman feel good when you touch it. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Y-yes."
Malloy smiled wider. "There. See? Father knows best, dear." His thumb kept up its circular motion. Terri felt her heart start to beat faster. The tickling was back in her pussy. It was stronger than ever.
"Yes. All these months since your mother died, I've been watching you. You're really a lovely young woman, darling." He licked his thick lips. "But I've never known what a horny little cunt you are!"
Terri gasped. She opened her mouth to protest.
"No, no, don't lie to your father," he told her, holding up a hand. "I know. I heard you calling out in your sleep. `Not in the ass-don't stick your big cock up my ass, Daddy.' You were dreaming about me, weren't you?"
His daughter turned her face away. She was blushing so fiercely she felt sure her cheeks must be glowing in the darkness. Her father smirked knowingly. "Then I carne to the door of your room. I do that often, did you know. I stand there and look at you, lying there, lovely and innocent. And when it's really hot, and you take off your nightgown and lie on top of the covers, with your naked body gleaming in the moonlight ... " His voice trailed off.
He closed a hand over his crotch and began to massage the bulge of his prick. "I watched you. I watched you pull up your nightie and play with yourself. I watched you caress the outside of your cunt, then get real turned on, stick your fingers in your own pussy and fuck yourself till you came. You got your own pussy oils all over your little fingers, didn't you?" His hand shot out and grabbed her by the wrist. He pulled her hand to his nose and sniffed. Then he licked her sticky fingers.
"Ummm. Yes. You did. I smell young cunt. Taste it too. It's good." He dug his thumb brutally against the sensitive node of her clit. She bit her lip and moaned.
It hurt. But it also felt incredibly, unbelievably good.
What was happening to her?
"What were you thinking about?" her father asked suddenly. "When you were jacking off-were you thinking about the other day, when you watched me and Elena?" He laughed at her expression of total astonishment.
"Oh yes, I knew you were there. I knew you were watching. I could almost smell the sweet sauces beginning to leak in your tender little pussy. I made Elena do me right. I made her suck my cock, fuck me with her tits and suck me again. I took her and used her and made her like it. And you know what?"
Terrified, Terri shook her blonde head.
"I pretended it was you. Pretended it was my own daughter I was degrading and raping like that. It's been eight months since I've had a woman, and all that time I've been watching you prance around in your skimpy skirts, your tight sweaters. And when summer came, and you started to wear those flimsy halter tops with your lovely young tits about to fall out at any second, I could barely stand it!"
He put his hands on his daughter's hips and spread her pussy wide with his stubby thumbs. A blast of hot odor from Terri's cunt hit him full in the face. "Beautiful," he murmured, shaking his head. "Yes, I gave Elena quite a fucking. In the mouth, between those fantastic boobs, up the ass, then I made her lick my cock clean and came off again in her mouth. Up the cunt twice-six times in an hour. It was incredible." He smiled in remembrance.
"But all the time, the girl I really wanted to fuck was you-my own daughter." With that he stuck a finger to the knuckle in Terri's brimming cunt and she screamed.
"Oh, you're still cherry, huh?" he asked. She nodded. A tear ran down her downy cheek. It had been painful to have her father's finger stab cruelly against her cherry.
Malloy stood up and pulled off his pants. His cock sprang free and stood erect at his crotch. He ran his hand lovingly over its vein-wrapped surface. "I don't want to take your cherry, baby. I don't want blood all over my lovely cock." He leaned over and rolled the girl onto her stomach. Then he climbed up on the bed again, positioning himself between her spread thighs.
"Instead," he went on, "I'm going to fuck you up the ass just like you dreamed it. Isn't that nice, baby doll?"
Tern screamed and tried to roll over. A heavy hand in the small of her back trapped her. Then she felt her father putting his hands under her hips, lifting her butt into the air. He slid a pillow under her flat belly, propping her with her butt up.
In this position, with her thighs spread, Terri was completely vulnerable to the anal assault her father intended. She cried out again in terror as she felt the mammoth prick prod at the skin separating her asshole from her still brimming cunt. "Hey, take it easy," her father murmured. "I'm just gonna make your little old dreams come true!"
Bending his hard cock down with one hand, he expertly fucked the upper side of it along the dripping lips of the girl's cunt. In spite of her fear she moaned at the pleasure that went coursing through her near-naked body. When the top half of his cock was well coated with shiny, slippery pussy sauce, he pulled away and then reversed the procedure, running the bottom half of his prick over her oozing, fragrant slit.
"O000h, that feels so good, Daddy!" Terri cried desperately. "Do that some more! Fuck me up the pussy-but leave my poor little bottom alone!"
Randall Malloy laughed coarsely. "Listen to her-my own daughter begging me to fuck her up her little virgin twat! Well, I won't. I told you, I don't want to get my cock all bloody." He took his giant prick in his hand and inspected it. It was well lubricated with the slick greases of his daughter's pussy.
Tern felt two sweaty palms close over her asscheeks. The strong fingers curled around the girl's butt, digging into a firm grip. Then two thick, spadelike thumbs pressed down to either side of Terri's tightly-closed butthole. Irresistibly, they began to pull it open.
"No!" Terri howled.
"Please -NOOOOOOOOO!"
Her father bent over so that the tip of his cock was placed right in the opening made by his powerful thumbs. For a moment he stayed poised there on his knees, between his daughter's soft sweet thighs, his hands pinning her to the bed with his considerable weight. Then he lunged.
"Aiiiieeee!" shrieked his lovely blonde daughter.
With a single thrust, Malloy's cockhead disappeared into the girl's butt. The muscles of her ass channel, shut with all the might of her trim young body, stopped him then. "Go ahead, try to fight me, baby," he grunted. The muscles stood out on his neck as he strained to force more of his rampant cock into his daughter's asshole. "That just makes it feel-ughh!-better!"
With that he shoved his hips forward with all his might, while his hands pressed the girl's asscheeks far apart. The greased bar of cock slid without pause into the girl's asshole.
Every muscle in Terri's sweat-clad body contracted in agony. The pain was unbearable. Her father's invading cock felt like a thick, splintery log being shoved into her butt. She felt the blood pounding in his veins, felt the hot conelike head of his prick swelling with lust as it travelled up her rectum.
"Aiiieeee-ah!" she screamed again. "You're ripping me apart! Daddy, stop! You're hurting me!"
Her nails tore at the pillowcase as the force of her father fucking his huge cock into her unwilling asshole drove her face into the pillow. For a minute she thought she would suffocate.
She almost hoped she would.
Overlying the unspeakable agony of the seven inches of cock that her father had hammered up her ass, Tern felt a deep disgust. She hated her father, both for using and hurting her like this, and for destroying her world. The world she had grown up in.
But she hated herself, too. Had not her father's lust been inflamed by watching her play with herself? Had she not actually enjoyed it when her father caressed and played with her body, before she realized he intended to rape her up the ass?
She felt spoiled. Degraded. She was a fallen woman, no better than a whore. She deserved to die-to suffer.
The heels of the burly man's hand depressed Terri's buttocks. With the muscles knotting in his arms, he dragged his big cock from the girl's asshole. The unbelievable tightness of her anus threatened to crush his might cock. The vacuum created by the withdrawal of his huge cock from her tiny asshole maddened him.
If the pain of the cock entering Terri's ass had been horrible, the feeling it caused pulling out was a hundred times worse. Sensitive membranes rubbed raw by the intrusion of the fat shaft of cock were tortured by its slow withdrawal. The pulsating cock felt as if it were wrapped in sand paper.
"Gaaaahhh! God!" Terri groaned breathlessly. Her cheek was pressed into her pillows. The cool night air stung her lungs. Her throat was raw from screaming. "Oh! Jesus, it hurts!"
As though they had a life of their own, Tern's buttocks were twisting and turning, trying to escape the agony crammed between them. The churning motion brought perspiration to her father's forehead. "Sweet Jesus, that's nice," he maoned. "Keep struggling like that, darlin'. Ohh, what it does to your old man's cock! Mmmmmmm!"
After a pain-shot eternity, the cock was out of the girl's . ass. All except for the flaring head, throbbing like an open wound in the small ring of flesh between Terri's asscheeks. Terri felt her father's hot breath on her back as he hung over her, propped up on his arms.
For a time they stayed that way. Both were wrung out. They panted with exertion. "Don't do it any more, Daddy," Terri heard her voice say weakly. "Don't stick your cock in my ass again. It hurts too much-God, it hurts, Daddy! You'll kill me if you stick your cock in my ass any farther-I'll die!"
The girl's faint pleading stirred her father's lust. His cock pounded with new life. "Tough luck, sweetheart," he told his daughter. "I've waited too long for this to be robbed of it!"
He wrapped his hands around her narrow waist. Then with a growl he rammed his prick home in Terri's butt once more.
Then the fucking began in earnest. At every forward stroke Tern shrieked as the air was forced from her lungs. Each time the giant prick went in a little farther, too, so that at last Terri could feel her father's scratchy pubic hair against her rump, could feel his balls come flapping up to bounce against the gaping mouth of her untended pussy.
And each time Malloy fucked his big cock out of his adolescent daughter's butt, it seemed to the girl that her ass was filled with burning napalm.
She screamed and writhed and sobbed and pleaded, but to no avail. In fact, the more Terri fought and begged, the more her father's pleasure in butt-fucking her grew. Her contortions and wild motion filled the meaty tube of his prick with delightful sensation. Her cries for mercy made the blood pound ruthlessly at his temples.
"Just keep it up," he told her. "Keep trying to escape. Shit, it feels like I've fucked into a damned milking machine. Keep it up! I'm ... about . . . to . . . come!"
The buried cock expanded in Tern's ass. She yelped at the sharp stab of pain from the walls of her ass already stretched to the breaking point, being distended further.
Then she felt something spurt deep into her bowels. Instantly the liquid filled her cruelly-abraded ass channel like jellied fire. "You're coming, Daddy," she gasped. "I feel your cum spraying into my ass. It burns!"
"Damn right I'm-unnh!-coming!" her father exclaimed. "Look at that-it's dripping out your little asshole!"
Terri could feel the jism now, leaking out her butt around the pistoning rod of her father's cock. Some dripped coolly into her open cunt. How could it feel so cold on the exposed lips of her pussy, and so hot inside her ass?
The tempo of her father's fucking was slowing now. But the more gradual screwing was scarcely less painful than the frantic in and out pounding of a few seconds before. Rather than stabbing in and out of the girl's ass, Malloy's cock rasped over the raw nerve ends in the violated anal passage.
Each pulse of her father's prick, pumping seething sperm into her butt, was sheer agony. But at last the fury of the man's climax died down. Slowly, he pulled his deflating prick from his daughter's butthole a final time. It seemed to be tearing the lining from her ass channel as it went out. But at last the thick length of cock was out of Terri's tortured butt, and the fat head popped free with a noise she could actually hear. It gave a final throb, spitting a few drops of cum over the upturned mounds of the girl's ass. The rest of the mighty load of jism trickled in a slow stream from her distended asshole.
With a groan of sexual satisfaction, Tern's father threw himself full length on the bed beside her. Oblivious of the girl's heartbroken sobbing, he was asleep in a few seconds.
Terri didn't awaken until noon the next day, when her eight-year-old brother Billy, still in his blue pajamas, came in tearfully, saying he was hungry. The ruckus that Terri's father had caused raping her ass had disturbed and frightened the younger children.
The girl roused herself and listlessly cooked some eggs for her siblings. Ignoring their fearful, puzzled questions, she sent them out to play in the backyard.
Then she went in, threw herself on the couch in the living room, and cried herself into a slumber.
A hand on her shoulder roused Terri. "What is it, honey?" she asked drowsily, thinking one of the boys or little Janey was trying to awaken her.
When her eyes blinked into focus, the blonde teenager gasped. It was her father standing over her. There had been no sign of him when the girl had dressed to fix breakfast for the children. He must have slipped back into the house while his eldest daughter slept, dreaming of the way he had raped her poor little butt the night before.
Now the large blond man was dressed in a maroon bathrobe. "I got a surprise for you, baby doll," he told her, licking his lips. "Remember, I said I didn't want to take your cherry, because I didn't want blood all over my nice clean cock? Well, I've solved our problem. Look at this!"
He threw open his robe. Terri shrieked in terror.
Her father was naked beneath the robe. His long, hard cock waved in the air. But it wasn't the sight of his stiff prick that made his daughter cry out in horror. It was the thing that the cock was encased in.
It was a sheath of hard leather. It was studded all over with shiny bits of metal, making it look like some kind of medieval club. It was the most dreadful thing Terri had ever seen.
Her father reached for her. She rolled off the couch, landed on the carpet with a thud. "Why, baby, don't be afraid," her father crooned. "I only want to do right by you. You'll like me fucking you a lot better once I can shove my prick up your pussy. Just come here and let me take care of your cherry for you!"
He took a step forward. Tern rolled away from him. She tried to climb to her feet.
If he stuck that thing in her, she knew she would die. The pain would be a million times worse than his cock going up her ass. And it might tear her pussy to shreds. She could bleed to death!
Blonde hair flying, the girl staggered away from her father. She threw up a hand as if to ward him off. "Don't fight your father, honey," the big man said, coming closer. "I'm gonna fuck you anyway. It'll only make it harder."
He had a strange, wild glint in his eyes. This isn't possible, Terri thought. How could her father, her own father, be doing this?
He lunged at her. Tern threw herself backwards to avoid his clumsy swipe. Her feet tangled each other and she sat down hard, her jeans-clad rump on the marble flagging of the fireplace.
"I've got you now!" her father leered. He spread his arms wide. His cock wagged like the tail of an eager puppy dog. It looked like the cock of some bizarre alien animal, cased in its spiky leather sheath.
Desperately, Tern reached behind her, fingers groping for some kind of weapon. "Get away from me, Daddy," she said warningly. "I won't let you touch me again. Just get away!"
The man's grin spread wider over his loose lips. "Get ready to get fucked!" he exclaimed, and grabbed at her.
Terri's fingers closed around something cold and hard. Without thinking she clutched it and swung with all her might.
The black wrought-iron poker slammed into her father's skull with a ringing noise. He fell like a chopped tree. He landed on his back, his leather-covered cock sticking straight into the air like an antenna. His features were slack beneath a mask of blood.
Tern stood up, the bloody poker dropping from her nerveless fingers. "Daddy," she breathed. "Daddy! I've killed my Daddy!"
With a wail of anguish she turned and ran past the limp body, up the stairs to her room. She dug out her savings from beneath the mattress, then grabbed her toothbrush from the bathroom. Her father hadn't moved when she left the house.