Chapter 9

When I went to the bookstore that afternoon Roddy wasn't there. A young black guy was behind the counter.

"Where's Roddy?" I asked.

"His grandfather died," the guy said. "He's attending the funeral. I'm taking his place here today."

"I'm Fawn. I work here."

"I know. You 're the boss's daughter," he smiled. "My name's Rusty."

"Glad to meet you, Rusty. How's business been today?"

"Oh, pretty busy up until one or so. It's slacked off now, though. What I'm gonna do the rest of the afternoon is some restocking on the shelves. We've got quite a few boxes of new books in."

"I can help with that," I said.

There were few customers in the shop the rest of the afternoon. Rusty and I worked pretty steadily, carrying in books from the stockroom and shelving them. But I noticed that he ate me up with his eyes, looking up and down my body. He was nice-looking, and I couldn't help but notice the bulk poking from his crotch. As we shelved books he found numerous opportunities to brush against me and lightly sweep his crotch across my ass.

When five o 'clock finally came I flipped the sign from "open" to "closed" and turned off the lights in the rear. Rusty came out of the stockroom.

"Well, I guess that does it," I said.

"Yeah," Rusty said. He stood close to me, looking down my blouse. I saw the bulk at his crotch move. We looked at each other in the dim light. He licked his lips and his nostrils flared. His eyes burned into mine. And the next thing I knew Rusty had his arms around my waist and was running his hands over my ass, giving me steady hunches with his crotch and licking my neck.

I spread my legs and hunched him back and felt a warm gush of juice flow down my vagina.

He pressed his hands on my rump and mashed it. "Ah, what an ass!" he exclaimed. He ran a hand under my blouse and explored my breasts. "Oh yeah!" he breathed out. "No bra. Umm, big and warm and firm ... I knew you had a pair of jugs on you!" He slid my blouse up and palmed my tits, rubbing and squeezing them.

A thudding jolt shot through me. I reached down and stroked his crotch. His prick was stiff and thick.

"The minute I laid eyes on you I almost creamed in my jeans," he said. "Lord, you are one hot fox!" He mouthed my boobs, sucking in on them and twirling his tongue on the dugs. Each time he flicked his tongue on my nipples, a lance of fire raced through my breasts.

I unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. It was big and rigid. I drew my hand up and down its shaft. I pulled out his testicles and cupped them.

He slid a hand down my panties and palmed my labes. "You've got a hot pussy, baby." He rubbed my cunt up and down, inserting a middle finger into its slit.

"Ohh!" I gasped. "Ahh!" I spread my legs wider and brought my cunt up and moved it around.

"You want it, don't you, baby," he said.

"Oh, yes!" I slid my hand up and down his rod.

"I'm sure gonna give it to you." He started to pull my panties off.

"The stockroom," I panted. "There's a table in there. We can stretch out."

We went to the stockroom and undressed. Rusty's cock stood upright, hard and pulsating, and his baseball-sized bag stretched tight underneath. "God, you're hung like a bull!" I exclaimed.

My vagina ached and my breasts hardened, a tingling filled my belly. He came to me and hunched between my legs, rubbing his penis over my vulva. He mashed and squeezed my buttocks, his stiff prick stroked between my labes. He mouthed my boobs, flicking at the teats with his tongue and sucking on the mounds and areolas with his lips.

I fisted his peter and cupped his nuts. "Is my dick big enough for you, baby," he panted.

"Ah, yes," I said. "Plenty big. I'm gonna suck it. I'm gonna lick your balls too." I went down on my knees, grasped his root and went underneath it. I lapped his big leathery scrotum, letting his nuts rest on my face while I ran my tongue over his sac. Then I went up the underside of his tool, rubbing my tongue along the entire length. I coated his rod all over with saliva till it glistened. His cock was the same size as Burt's, just a little smaller than Daddy's. It strained upward, thudding and quivering, purplish-brown. I swallowed his cock knob and he groaned. I gave him a blow-job. I had him rasping and panting and driving his dick in my mouth.

"Suck, baby, suck!" he hissed. "Oh, shit! Ain't nobody ever blowed me like this! Ah, baby-you're sucking the cum right out of me! Damn, I can't hold it back! Here it cums, baby-I'm gonna fuck your face, gonna fuck your throat! Ahh!" He let out a gargled moan and shot his cream in my mouth. I sucked avidly at his prick, pulling at it with my tongue and lips. His nut sac mashed against my chin. He kept spurting thick strands of jism into my mouth and I kept sucking it down.

"Oh, baby doll!" he wheezed. "Umm ummh-you are some kind of cocksucker!"

We got up on the table and I stretched out. He raised my legs and spread them and looked down at my cunt. "Damn, you got a pretty pussy!" he exclaimed. "Umm ummh-you got licking pussy, honey."

He dipped his head between my legs and ran the point of his tongue along my cunt slit. I moaned. His tongue sent delicious shiver sup my quim. I held his head and thrust my vulva up in his face. "Lick me, Rusty! Oh, lick me with that hot tongue!"

He sank his tongue into my slit and lapped and waved it around inside. Then he concentrated on my clitoris, tonguing it up and down. "Oh, God-eat me!" I gasped. "Suck my cunt!"

He jammed his tongue in and out of my pussy. He reached up and clutched my titties and rubbed his thumbs on my nipples. I reached down and clasped his rod and jacked it. It began growing in my hand, lengthening, thickening, stiffening.

He raised up on his knees and pulled me up to him. "Ah, you got a sweet tasting pussy, baby. Now climb up on my dick so I can throw the meat to you."

I locked my legs around his waist, grasped his peter and lowered myself down. He strained upward and pushed his glans into my pussy.

"Ohh, yes!" I groaned. "Oh, you're a bull! Ahh, you've got the cock of a stallion!"

"Yeah, baby," he huffed. "And you're my mare and I'm gonna ride you!"

He pushed his prickhead in and a glorious feeling stabbed up my vagina. I pushed down, meeting his upcoming cock.

"Oh!" I moaned. "Ooh, you're so big! Oh, baby, don't stop! Slide it on in-slide it on up my cunt-all the way! Every inch, baby, every inch of that wonderful hot meat! Oh, God, you're gonna ream me out! Ahh, you're gonna give me a good fucking!"

"Damn right," he grunted, prodding his rod up my sheath. "Yeah!" he said as he dug his root up my tube. "Ah! Damn, but you're tight! Oh, baby, your pussy is tight! Yeah! Sweet tight fucking cunt."

He drove his cob on up my quiff, never stopping. A luscious piercing jammed up to my gut. "Now!" he exclaimed. "Yeah, it's going up there now. Ah, yes!" With a final prod he pushed his glans to the core of my cunt. "Oh yeah! Snug and tight! Every inch!"

My juices flowed down my quim, lubricating his rod. He pulled back and slowly pushed up as though testing, then he began stroking it in me in strong raps.

"Oh yeah!" he wheezed. "Good pussy! You like it, baby? You like me screwing you?"

"Ah, your prick's so big. It feels so good!" I gasped.

I found his rhythm and moved my body in sync with his, thrusting down smoothly when he thrust up, pulling back evenly when he pulled.

"Ah, we're fucking now!" I cooed. "Fucking like a man and a woman's supposed to fuck! Good and strong and solid! No holds barred, nothing held back ... Ohh, giving me what a man's supposed to give a woman. Good hot meat!"

"Fuck, baby!" he called out. "Oh yeah! Screwing the rod to you! Fucking the meat in you!"

"Screw it Rusty! Ahh, I love it! Ohh, you've got a long stiff one! Screw me, baby, screw me with all you've got!"

He shifted gears and dug his organ in faster and stronger.

"Oh yes, that's the way!" I gasped. "That's the way I love it! Dig it in me all the way! Hammer it! Stuff it in me! Oh, you stud, you big strong fucking stud!"

He jackhammered it in me. His thick heavy testicles rapped against my buttocks. I reached down and palmed his nuts. "Ah, you're gonna squirt a lot in me!" I exclaimed. "Your balls are loaded with it!"

He pumped his rod in me and panted a tattoo in my ear. "Your tight wet pussy! Tight fucking cunt! I'm gonna fill you up-gonna fill you up with cream."

He humped me in rapid strong lunges, then he jacked off in me, spewing streamers of spunk deep in my cunt.

"Oh, God-hot fuck in me!" I cried. "Oh, that's it! Screw your cum in me! Screw it all in me-every bit of it!"

He spurted a great gout of sperm in me just as I climaxed. A liquid ball of fire exploded in me. He kept pouring semen into me, flooding my gut; his jism flowed out of my slit, bathing my vulva, my asshole, my whole butt.

He gave out a final heave and a sigh and settled down.

"Oh, baby," he moaned. "What a screw."

"You're good," I murmured. "Oh, you are good."

"I gotta tell you, baby," he said, "you've got some of the finest meat I've ever sank my dick in." He ran his half-hard cob up and down my quiff. "Yeah, you got some fine meat." It was hard to believe, but he was growing stiff already. His cock thudded in my pussy. He rubbed my ass mounds. "Yeah, I bet you got some fine ass meat too," he said. "Yeah, I do believe I'm gonna have to dig my root up that ass." He turned me around and pushed his stub against my asshole.

"Oh, God!" I gasped at his pushing cob. Without a second's hesitation, he -rimmed his dick in my ass. "Ohh!" I groaned. His staff dug into my rectum, sending shafts of fire stabbing up my ass.

"Oh yeah!" he hugged. "You got some fine ass meat! Good and tight! Damn, there ain't nothing better than a hot tight piece of ass! And you got it, baby!"

He kept digging his rod up my anus. Searing jolts of piercing flames roared up my anus to my gut. Humid gushing waves flowed down my cunt. Now he was furiously rubbing my pussy and my tits as he stoked my rectum.

"Oh, God, fill me up!" I cried. "Jab my ass! Rap it way up in there!"

He rammed his cock in me and I rammed my ass down on his cock, fucking him back. We fucked each other two strokes a second. Rusty suddenly gave out a hoarse cry and ejaculated way up my rectum, slinging his hot seed deep in my ass. I panted and gasped as he slid his slick dick in me in long strokes. "Oh, that was wonderful," I said. "You've got a wonderful fucking cock ... That's one of the best fucks I've ever had."

"Me too, baby," Rusty panted.

I finally made it home and took a long hot shower. I dispensed with dressing. I slipped on my shift, opened a bottle of wine, put on some good music, settled down on the sofa and thought of Paul.

He'd be home soon. But for how long? A week? Ten days? Before he had to go on another trip. "Well, at least he'll be here for our anniversary," I thought aloud. Our first wedding anniversary was less than two days away. Sunday.

The phone rang. It was Daddy.

"How are you doing, hon?" he asked.

"Oh, okay for a Friday night, I guess. It's going to be a long night. Paul called me and told me he'd been delayed. Said it would be very early in the morning-one or two-before he gets in. I'll probably just stay up and wait for him."

"Would you like some company while you wait? I could come over."

"Sounds great. I could use the company."

Daddy arrived about an hour later with a bottle of champagne and a bulky bag.

"What's the occasion?" I asked.

"Oh, no special occasion," he said. "It's just another Friday night. Friday nights were made for champagne. Or was champagne made for Friday nights? Well, no matter. But before we open it and indulge, I'm going to fix you a good Friday night meal."

"What have I done to deserve all this?"

"For being my favorite employee and my favorite daughter."

"I'm your only daughter," I laughed. "Doesn't matter. You're still my favorite."

After dinner Daddy started to clear the table.

"Oh, no you don't," I said. "You cooked, The least I can do is clean up."

"If you insist," Daddy said. He watched as I cleared away the dishes. "How do you like working at the bookstore? It's been a week now."

"Oh, I like it fine. I enjoy it. I like Roddy-and Rusty, too. They're nice to work with."

"I may have to give you a raise. Since you started working there the business has really picked up. But that's not surprising."

"Oh?" I asked. "Why is that?"

"Well, for one thing, I own the only bookstore in town with a beauty queen working in it," Daddy grinned. "Men from all over town who have never read a book-much less bought one-have suddenly developed an urge to read. And for some mysterious reason they've picked my bookstore to buy their books. Something tells me it's all because of you."

"I doubt that."

"I don't."

"It was slow in there this afternoon. Not many customers."

"Sometimes Friday afternoons are slow. I'm thinking of closing the store at four, or maybe three, on Fridays."

"Yeah," I said. "Five-thirty is a little late."

"Five-thirty?"

"Well, we close at five, but it's usually five-thirty or so before we get out of there," I laughed. "Why is that?"

"Oh, after we close we diddle around."

"Diddle around?" Daddy grinned. "Yes."

"What do you mean, 'diddle around'?" he laughed.

"Oh, you know, we go in the stockroom and diddle each other."

Daddy looked quizzically at me for a moment, then he laughed, got up and came to me. He looked down at my shift-covered body, then looked at me. "You diddle each other, hunh?" he asked.

"Yes, in the stockroom."

Daddy wrapped his arms around my waist. "You and Roddy, huh."

"Yes, but today it was Rusty."

Daddy's eyes flamed up and he lightly hunched me. "You and Rusty, hunh?"

"Yes."

"What happened?" he asked. "Tell me what you did." He stroked my rump and moved his groin against mine.

"Rusty rubbed my titties, then he licked and sucked them. I rubbed his dick and he rubbed my pussy."

Daddy's cock was growing. He pressed it upon my crotch. He ran his hands down my shift and massaged my breasts. He was breathing hard. "Then what?" he asked.

"He finger-fucked me."

Daddy slipped his hand under my shift and down between my legs and began rubbing my vulva.

"Then I sucked his dick and he came in my mouth. Then he licked my pussy. Then he stuck his prick in my cunt."

"You sucked his cock," Daddy said, excited, "and he screwed you ... Rusty fucked you."

"Yes. He fucked me good. He fucked me in my ass too."

Now Daddy went down on my tits, mouthing and licking them.

"And he squirted his cum in me too-a lot of it!" I continued.

Daddy grabbed me by the ass and carried me into the living room.

"And Roddy's fucked me too." Daddy was panting.

"The bedroom, Daddy. In the bedroom. I want to commit incest with you in my husband's bed."

His cock jerked up as he carried me into the bedroom. Daddy understood me perfectly. He knew me. He knew that I loved Paul, but he also knew there was more than a strain of erotic perversion in me.

We got on the bed and embraced. Then I straddled his waist and he bumped his rod against my cunt, then pushed it in. I moved my cunt up, arched my back and threw my head back as he entered me. He pushed his massive pole up my sheath. And he didn't stop till he had all of it in me. Then he started moving it up and down. And I began moving with him, sliding my twat down on his upcoming surge. He groaned hoarsely and sank his mouth down on my tits, and sucked them.

"Give it to me, Daddy! Oh, fuck your daughter! Fuck your only favorite daughter!"

"Up your pussy, honey," he croaked. "Up your hot insatiable pussy! Oh yeah! Your father's screwing you! Your own father's screwing your hungry cunt!"

"Ah, Daddy love! Oh, you're the one! Ooh, nobody can fuck me like you ... Oh, God, I love you so much! Don't ever stop! Screw me forever! Oh, love me! Lick me, suck me, bite me, fuck me!"

"Ah, baby, here it is!" he exclaimed. "Deep in you! Oh, yes here it is. Here's the fucking you want!"

"Fuck it in me good, Daddy! Bang it in! You know what I want-ah, and you know how to give it to me! Oh, plow it in me!

"Now!" Daddy roared. "Now!" He shot a long thick stream of sperm into me, splashing and bathing my womb. I sucked on his cock with my cunt muscles, squeezing and pulling him, milking him of all his semen.

"Oh, dearest Daddy, I love you. I love you forever!"

"Oh, baby! You don't know how much I love you! I adore you.!

I heard a sound. I looked up, and there was Paul standing in the bedroom doorway.