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CC-241 The Family Haven BOOK ONE

Chapter 1

John Steward had met Carol a few times before but he had never 
succeeded in getting her to consent to fuck him. But this time he was 
determined to succeed. The girl lay back on the divan looking dreamily 
at him as they listened to a dreamy classical record. She had agreed to 
come back to his apartment to listen to music, but she had made it 
pretty clear that she had no intention of screwing with him. After all, 
she was nineteen and John was forty.

John had been married and had two children, a boy of eighteen and a 
girl of fourteen. Since his divorce, the children lived with their 
mother, but he saw them from time to time, having a special affection 
for his lovely daughter, Ursula, who was now blossoming into womanhood.

But his former wife and children were not on his mind tonight. He was 
roused at the thought that he might soon fuck the strikingly beautiful 
Carol who was known as being particularly hard to get. She did not give 
her cunt easily, especially to older men who merely wanted her for fun. 
She had one or two hump affairs, but had never really achieved sexual 
satisfaction. She felt she would have to be very fond of a man to be 
able to give herself completely and achieve the kind of fulfillment 
that she knew lay within power of her voluptuous body.

As she lay there on the bed you could see why she was so much sought 
after as a piece of ass. Tall, dark, with a beautiful oval face and 
dark expressive and candid eyes, she had an irresistible figure with 
her rather large breasts and slim legs. She knew she was attractive, 
but she was also somewhat shy and reticent and this only added to her 
immense appeal. A man who got Carol to fuck for him was on to something 
very good indeed, especially if he were to succeed in rousing her 
completely. But this hadn't happened yet.

John realized that it was not going to be easy to "make" her. 
Nevertheless he was determined and short of actual rape he was prepared 
to go any lengths to achieve his hump objective. If he were to rape her 
he knew that, at best, she would never see him again, and that he did 
not want. If Carol turned out to be as good a hump as she looked John 
had other ides about their future. He would like to persuade her to 
marry him. In any case forcible rape was unsatisfactory. Some years 
before -- during his marriage -- he had raped their maid, Celeste, who 
had been staying with them.

*  *  *  *  *

Celeste was in the house one night when John had arrived back from his 
office. His wife, Lena, was away for two or three days at her mother's, 
and here seemed a heaven-sent opportunity to get his dick into Celeste. 
He went up to her room and asked her what she was doing, only to be 
told that she had to complete her homework before her language class 
the next day. He offered to help and he sat at her side and made a few 
suggestions. She accepted his help, but as he moved closer to her, she 
moved away from him. After ten or fifteen minutes at this game he had 
suddenly put his arm round her waist and dragged her to her feet.

"I must kiss you, Celeste," he said to her urgently.

"You must not, please," she replied. "You are married and you are too 
old." And as she spoke she fought to get out of his grasp.

John succeeded in holding her close to him and he forced her until his 
lips were on hers while she struggled to get free. Then she began to 
kick him. But John had now lost control and he forced her back onto the 
bed, his arms tightening her in his grip and his lips pressing down on 
hers brutally.

They fought for awhile, but then the girl realized that she could not 
escape. She got her mouth away from John's and said, "What do you want? 
You want to fuck me, I suppose. Well, you can do so. I will not fight 
you; I simply have contempt for you. Go on, do what you will."

John was surprised, but he could not let the opportunity slip. "All 
right, then," he said savagely, "take off your clothes."

The seventeen-year-old French girl looked at him appealingly. "Please 
do not fuck me. I am a virgin and I want to remain like that for my 
boy-friend in France. When I go back we are to be married. Please do 
not fuck me!"

"You said I could screw you and I am going to." John panted as he 
looked into the French girl's lovely face and surveyed her small but 
well-formed body. "Take your clothes off!"

The girl looked at him with a mixture of fear and contempt, and then, 
getting up from the bed, began to undress. She unbuttoned her dress, 
released a zipper at the side and the dress fell to the floor, leaving 
her in a slip, brassiere, and -- John guessed -- a girdle and panties. 
He was now excited beyond measure as he saw her soft shoulders with two 
sets of straps accentuating the sensuality of her flesh. John grasped 
her in his arms, forcing her back onto the bed again and falling on top 
of her as he did so. Beneath him was the now half-dressed French girl, 
almost unprotected, her cunt practically ready for the taking. He moved 
his hands up her slip and pushed and pushed the silky garment up to the 
top of her thighs, his hand finding the elastic of her panties. She was 
breathing deeply and struggling to get away from his hands, but he 
managed to force his hand under the elastic and find her virginal cunt-
lips. It did not take him a moment to discover her clitoris and he was 
soon moving his finger-tip over it. The girl still moved and wriggled 
in his grip, the more she did so, the more violently did John work at 
her moist, erecting clitoris. Then she lay still.

"All right," she said quietly. "Do what you want to do, fuck me!"

John released her clitoris and with both hands drew off her girlish 
panties. Then he pulled the slip up over her head, throwing it aside 
and saw now looking down on her rising titties under her white 
brassiere, her tight fitting white girdle and the tan-colored stockings 
encasing her very shapely legs.

John decided that it would be so much more exciting and satisfying a 
hump if the girl would cooperate. He was something of a sadist, but he 
also knew from his long experience that more was to be got out of a 
woman who gave her cunt voluntarily, even if she played "hard to get" 
at the beginning. After all it was also a matter of conquering a 
woman's personality, not only her body. There would be little pleasure 
in having an inert body, or, say, a woman who had been drugged. If he 
could get Celeste to really want his cock in her he knew he would enjoy 
the hump much more, and therefore he would at least try.

He got up from the bed and quickly undressed. He stood there, a man of 
forty, well-built, with a great deal of black hair on his chest, body 
and legs. His bush-hair, in the manner of men, and so differently from 
that of a woman, reached up in a triangle to his navel. And from his 
bushy pubic hair now jutted his enormous penis. He was circumcised and 
his dick-head protruded strikingly from the long, firm shaft beneath. 
Below, his hairy balls, firm and bulging, hung ready and loaded with 
hot sperm.

The girl looked at him as she turned her head sideways, and gave an 
involuntary start as she saw his massive organ. She had seen her young 
man's cock, but she had never expected to see anything quite so 
powerful as the prick that threatened her now. She felt sick at the 
thought of this man's cock, at the thought that it would soon doubtless 
be thrust into her unwilling cunt, she made a new appeal to him to 
stop.

"Mr. Stewart, please do not frig me. I will do anything you like ... 
but not that, not that please!"

"Celeste, my dear, don't be silly. You will like it. I won't hurt you 
and I promise to be gentle with you. It will be a great experience for 
you to have a man, a man like me. Let me fuck you, my dear, and I know 
you will like it." He spoke quietly but feelingly and for a moment the 
girl's silence persuaded him that she would accept him.

But Celeste was determined not to give way to his dick if she could 
help it. "I will ... one day. But not now, please. Make love to me, 
kiss me, but please ... not that!

John moved over to the girl and lay at her side. Then he leaned half 
over her and kissed her. The girl relaxed her mouth and John, probing 
its soft warmth, felt that she would undoubtedly give herself to him in 
the end. But he had not bargained for the French girl's obstinacy.

"You won't, will you!" she panted.

"Yes, I'm going to fuck you, whether you like it or not. But I won't 
give you a baby if that's what you're frightened of. I'll wear 
something on my cock so you'll be safe, and no one will ever know."

The girl began to struggle again and made her last appeal. "I shall 
always hate you if you fuck me, and you'll not enjoy it. I know that. 
Please ... please."

John did not want to hear any more. His aroused cock was pressing 
against her legs now and inside him he felt a deep thrill of 
excitement. He very much wanted this seventeen-year-old with her 
plumpish body and her luscious mouth. He now pulled the straps of her 
bra down her shoulders and then ripped off the protective garment to 
reveal her lush breasts. Without further ado he plunged his face into 
them and then his lips sought her left nipple. As he sucked at her 
sweet tits his hands worked them up and down; then worked up her thighs 
which he forced apart so that his fingers could fondle her moist slit. 
He worked them up and down, up and down, and once or twice he pushed 
one of his fingers into her vagina. The hymen was hardly ruptured and 
it took him all his time to get his finger into the entrance, but as he 
went on moving his finger up and down her gash, then in and out of the 
virginal entrance, the girl's cunt-hole began to take his fingers a 
little more easily. Meanwhile she struggled to shake him off, 
scratching his shoulders and digging her teeth into his neck. This only 
stimulated John to more violent hump action.

Suddenly she bit deep into his neck and John cried out in pain. He took 
his hand from her cunt and slapped her hard across her cheek once, 
twice, and a third time. The girl cried out and John gave her another 
stinging blow across her face. "I'll have to teach you a lesson. Now 
take that, and that ..." As he spoke he hit her across the face again 
and again, until the girl burst into tears. Then slowly calming herself 
she spoke very quietly.

"Fuck as you like with me. I shall not protest again. But I shall 
always hate you!"

John wasted no more time. He was thoroughly aroused by now. Nothing 
would stop him from fucking her and taking the fullest pleasure from 
her twat. He would do it regardless of the consequences ... He thought 
of the possible consequences as he pulled her stockings down her legs, 
fondled her slit for a moment and then pulled off her girdle. The girl 
now lay beneath him naked and unable to prevent her cunt from 
violation.

He would work his cock into her for a bit then take it out and put on a 
tip condom. He could do this because he was circumcised and he would 
lose very little pleasure as most of his organ would be uncovered, 
flesh against her flesh. He certainly did not want to make the girl 
pregnant.

The girl lay inert as he got astride her and lowered himself onto her, 
his prick seeking the vaginal entrance. He guided it to her partly 
ruptured hymen and then let his whole weight go down on her. As he did 
so he grasped her by the shoulders and made the first forward probe 
with his stiff prick. There was resistance, as he'd expected, but he 
felt that it would not be long before he could work the head of his 
cock beyond her ruptured cherry. He slowly withdrew his stiff prick a 
little then forced it back deliberately and forcefully, once again 
feeling the positive resistance of her virgin opening. Then again, and 
again, and again, each time perhaps advancing that little bit. Then, 
about the tenth thrust he broke through, her hymen ruptured completely 
and forever. He was now inside the girl's warm vagina. Now he took it 
easy as he was almost at the point of orgasm. He managed to hold 
himself in check while he lay on top of her, his prick well inside her, 
his lips seeking hers. He breathed slowly and deeply as he moved his 
hands down her back and felt for her ass-cheeks. Then in again, more 
deeply, retracting, in again, and now, finally, he was fucking her in 
earnest. His cock was deep inside her cunt and he shoved it back and 
forth with short, sharp thrusts, knowing that if he came out he would 
meet with quite a lot or resistance in entering her again and that 
would bring on his orgasm too quickly. He fucked her deep inside, 
moving the top of his dick against her womb slowly and delicately. He 
was on the edge of coming and for a second or two he almost decided to 
let her have his hot sperm. The bitch had done nothing to help him and 
it would be her own fault if she got pregnant. But his common sense 
reasserted itself despite his lust. He finally withdrew, got up from 
the bed, and went over to his jacket from which he pulled a small 
packet containing the small rubber protector. He rapidly placed it over 
his cock-head, and returned to the girl.

Now he would fuck her without mercy! He lowered himself onto the girl's 
almost inert body, guided his prick into her warm vagina, and grasped 
her by her ass-cheeks, pulling himself into her, pulling her to him. 
She moaned slightly, but whether from fright or because she was 
beginning to respond to his frigging John neither knew nor cared any 
longer. He forced his prick deep into her, this time burying his dong 
to the hilt so that their pelvic bones were forced together. Then out, 
and with a deep and brutal thrust in again to the hilt. As he forced 
his dick in and out he grasped her buttocks tightly and with one finger 
sought her anus. Then his lips crushed hers mercilessly as he fucked to 
his climax.

She was merely a body now for his pleasure and lust. He forced his 
prick in and out, bit her lips, probed her mouth with his tongue and 
dug his nails into her buttocks. In and out, faster and faster he drove 
into her no longer aware of her as a person. She was cunt for his lust, 
this seventeen-year-old French girl, cunt for the enjoyment and 
satisfaction of a forty-year-old who neither knew nor wanted to know 
what she was going through.

As he drove deeper and deeper and more brutally into her twat-hole, the 
girl moaned and wriggled in an effort to escape from her fate. She 
tried to cry out but his mouth prevented her from doing so, breaking 
off her cries as he bit her lips and forced his tongue down her throat 
...

And now the moment of his climax was coming. He smashed his cock deep 
into her as he came towards his moment of orgasmic fulfillment, 
withdrew it a little and then slowly pressed it to the very beginning 
of her womb. The hot, scalding sperm surrounded his dick-head inside 
the rubber protector and he sank down into the girl's virginal cunt.

*  *  *  *  *

No, he did not want to rape Carol. There was much more pleasure to be 
had from conquering a woman, especially a woman like Carol with her 
beautifully expressive eyes. It would be a supreme triumph if he could 
look into her eyes and see her responding to him as he shot his load 
into her cunt!

He sat at Carol's side and placed an arm round her. She looked up at 
him, quizzically and questioningly. "I know you want me, John, but I'm 
unwilling, at least for the time being. I haven't gotten to know you 
yet. You attract me in certain ways, but you're so much older than me 
and I don't give myself to every Tom, Dick and Harry. Can you 
understand that!"

"Supposing we just make love without going all the way? Would you agree 
to that? I'll keep my word if you agree. I'll stop when you ask me. 
What do you say? Of course I want you, I want to really fuck you very 
much, but petting with you will be the next best thing." John spoke 
with growing excitement as he saw that the suggestion seemed to appeal 
to her.

"Well, we'll see," the girl said. "But I don't want to get roused too 
much." With that she put her arm round his neck and pulled him to her. 
Her mouth brushed his lightly and moved over his cheek to his ear. She 
kissed him, returned to his mouth and then let him part her lips 
slightly with his tongue. As he did so he moved his hand to her knee 
and with his finger-tips stroked the uncovered part of her leg gently. 
She held him close and parted her lips further as his tongue probed 
deeply and their warm saliva merged. They were both panting by now and 
John felt his prick rising inside his trousers and pressing against her 
legs.

John's hand moved over her breasts, while the other delicately fondled 
the inside of her thighs. She was wearing a black sweater, but even 
through that and her brassiere he could feel the hardness of her large 
nipple. He was able to grip it between his finger and thumb, twisting 
it slightly as he did so. Carol was breathing more quickly now as her 
tongue entered John's mouth and her hot breath entered his nostrils.

She was feeling more excited than she had expected and she was a little 
apprehensive about letting herself go on any further. John certainly 
knew how to kiss and touch her, especially as his practiced hand was 
now edging towards her panties. She would like him to touch her there. 
His fingers would undoubtedly thrill her more than those of her 
previous lovers, one of whom had been a rough ham-handed football 
player and the other a rather hesitant intellectual. John, it seemed, 
knew something of a woman's needs, and it occurred to her that she was 
really playing with fire in allowing him to make love like this to her. 
He was not a huge man, though quite well-built, but he possessed, she 
thought, a quiet masculinity that did not depend on his physique. At 
forty he seemed to assert himself with an unobtrusive authority which 
perhaps hid a powerful sexual urge, even, perhaps, a latent sadism. It 
might be a good idea to find out a bit more about him, however. Perhaps 
one day she would let him really fuck her and she might achieve that 
climax that for so long had tantalized her. It was certainly nice to 
have his hand on her legs and it was especially thrilling as his 
finger-tips lightly touched her crinkly bush-hair. Then down, slowly, 
down to the top of her slit, then brushing very lightly its length it 
entered the thick outer lips just at the point of the entrance to her 
cunt-hole. She would have to stop him if he went any further or it 
might easily be hard to resist him. But for the moment his finger 
rested gently just at the moist, warm entrance.

"God, Carol, I want you so much," John appealed to her suddenly. "Well 
if I can't fuck you, may I take off your sweater?" As she did not 
speak, he pushed it up over her head, pulling the arms out. And there 
she was, lying back on the divan, arms apart, naked now except for her 
bra, skirt, girdle, panties and stockings. But John was hardly aware of 
the fact ... he saw only the hair under her armpits and like an eagle 
he swooped on her, his lips on her left armpit, licking and sucking the 
faint smell of womanly sweat.

Carol moved sensuously twisting her body and forcing her armpit deeper 
against his mouth. Now she was beginning to be roused, now she felt the 
desire to give herself to a man for the first time, to give herself 
completely and totally. Well, that's how she felt, but reason told her 
to hold back.

Who, after all, was this man? She had met him two or three times, and 
suddenly she found herself in his flat, lying stretched out on his 
divan, arms akimbo, skirt rucking up to the top of her thighs, the man 
sucking and licking her, his prick pressing through his trousers 
against her legs. What was she doing giving herself away like this? She 
must stop him going any further ...

John licked her armpit, drank in the taste and smell of her sweat ... 
pleasant, yet dank sweat of a woman who looked after her hygiene but 
who was not preoccupied with cleanliness for its own sake. A woman who 
allowed herself to be a woman, but neither shaved nor used deodorants. 
She did not need to for fundamentally she was a wholesome woman, a 
woman meant for a man's fucking.

Now he turned to her brassiere and gently fondled her tits through the 
black nylon. Then his hand reached out round to her back and before 
Carol knew what was happening he had undone the clasp, and within a 
second he had pulled off the straps from her shoulders and bared her 
lovely over-large knockers. Before Carol had time to protest he bent 
over and took one of her big pink nipples in his mouth.

She was profoundly aroused now. She would have to stop ... or let him 
screw her. Yet, perhaps, she could go on a little longer. He said he 
would keep his word and she was inclined to trust him. Let him go on, 
let him go one bit longer ... anyway it was nice to tantalize a man, to 
keep him at bay, to let him think she would give herself and then to 
reject him at the very last moment.

He was sucking her nipple and at the same time his hand continued to 
fondle her cunt-lips, but he was roused too much now to take her 
slowly. Suddenly he grasped the top of her panties and ripped them over 
her full hips and down her legs. She did not resist and waited for him 
to make the next move. And without ceremony he undid her skirt zipper 
and pulled it down her legs, casting it aside to reveal the loveliest 
body he had ever seen. She was lying back, her hair spread on the 
cushion, her arms apart displaying her armpits and roseate breasts, 
while her black girdle covered her flat stomach and below the flesh of 
her thighs ran down into her sheer stockings that clothed the loveliest 
legs in the world.

"I just must fuck you, Carol," he said in a quiet and determined voice. 
"I have to do it now, there's no turning back."

"Don't be silly, John, we've agreed that we can't do that tonight. Just 
make love to me darling please."

John knew that he had given his word, but ... but how could he resist 
her now, how could he possibly stop with a girl like Carol half naked 
in front of him. Why had the bitch let him go so far anyway?

He got up from the sofa, speaking to her as he got to his feet and 
began to undress. "Look, Carol, I'll just lie at your side ... I 
promise you I won't touch you ... I mean I won't fuck you, but you'll 
have to make me come somehow ... I can't stop now." He spoke urgently 
as he revealed the huge prick that Celeste had feared so much.

Now he was at her side, naked, his powerful cock erect and urgent, his 
hands on her breasts, his mouth to her lips. Now that he was half on 
top of her, there was nothing to prevent him pushing his dick into this 
beautiful woman. He moved over, on top of her now, and placed his 
pecker against her slit. He had promised that he wouldn't do anything 
she didn't want, but ... well, here she was, and here, at last, was the 
moment he had waited for so long.

"No, no, John," said Carol firmly. "You'll spoil everything if you ... 
if you try to shove your cock in!"

"But Carol, my love, I want you, I want you more than you know ... we 
can't stop now. Please let me fuck you," he said appealingly.

Carol wriggled to one side and said determinedly, "No, John."

"Why not, why not Carol?"

"Because we agreed not to, didn't we?"

John knew that he would ruin his hopes with her if he went ahead 
against her wishes. He moved over so that one leg was between hers and 
his cock pressed against the outer side of her thigh. He bent down and 
pressed her on the lips again, fondling her lovely breasts and nipples 
as he did so.

She knew how much he wanted to screw her and in a way she wanted him to 
take her. But she was still not sure what she thought about him. Was it 
just that he wanted to fuck her once? She expected more from him than 
that, but, well ...

John now forced her mouth down and gripped her tightly by the shoulders 
as he worked his cock against her leg. He was thoroughly roused now and 
knew that he would shoot his load soon whether he fucked her or not. 
She too was breathing deeply and wriggling her body as he played with 
her breasts, now gently, now brutally. His leg moved firmly against her 
cunt as he forced her even more forcefully against the bed. Then in a 
second he was between her legs again, his urgent cock pressing against 
her cunt opening. She was panting and moaning as he positioned himself 
on top of her, his cock touching her wet cunt-lips, but for the moment 
remaining still there.

Then as he kissed her with a new fervency he moved his cock into her 
now receptive vagina. He felt the hot wetness clothe his waiting cock-
head and his body shook as he felt himself ready to thrust home his 
burning dick.

The girl remained still, continuing to moan as she felt the tip of his 
dong touch her sensitive cunt-lips.

Then Carol moved her cunt upwards almost imperceptibly and he felt her 
hot vagina enclosing the whole of his cock-head. Now he knew that she 
had accepted him.

He lay still on top of her, not daring to spoil this supreme moment by 
making a false move. Perhaps she had finally decided to take him, but 
she might well resist him if he forced home his advantage. He lay on 
top of her and gradually he let his full weight press down on her body, 
and as he did so his cock slowly penetrated her most lovely cunt, slid 
deeply into its welcoming warmth and he knew at last he had got her.

"Now I am going to fuck you, fuck you, Carol. I've wanted to do it for 
so long, nothing can stop me now," and as he spoke he forced home his 
prick to the very hilt.

She knew that it was the point of no return for her, and she knew that 
he had conquered. Now she wanted him to fuck her fully and completely 
as she felt her cunt beginning to thrill with a new kind of ecstasy.

He gripped her by the ass-cheeks, sought her lips and mouth, and 
withdrawing his cock slightly, he now rammed it back, back into her 
wonderful hot warmth, back into the depth of her cunt with all the 
power at his command. Then he began with deep rhythmic thrusts to fuck 
the girl he had wanted to hump for so long, the girl that was so hard 
to get. Gradually the tempo of his thrusts quickened, and as they did 
the girl lifted her legs entwining them about his body.

"Oh, John, fuck me, fuck me, for God's sake fuck me," she began to cry 
out. "I want you to make me come, for God's sake fuck me, fuck me ..."

John needed little encouragement. His body, his white body throbbed 
with lust as he rammed home his cock, time after time, pressing her 
cunt to him and probing her mouth with his avid tongue. He knew now 
that he would not be long before he shot his load, but he wanted to 
give her what she wanted, and for a few moments he relaxed his thrusts, 
slowed them down to long, slow rhythmic movements that rubbed firmly 
against walls of her vagina. And then suddenly, she began to cry out in 
sheer agonizing ecstasy as she began her orgasm -- the first real 
orgasm of her life. She moaned and screamed as he began his pounding 
again, moved her cunt up to meet his thrusts until ... until in one 
supreme moment of joy she reached her climax as his hot liquid sperm 
shot into her very being.

That night was one of unlimited ecstasy for Carol and John; and as they 
lay exhausted in each other's arms he turned to look in her eyes to ask 
her to marry him:

"Will you, Carol?"

"Of course, my love," was her simple and immediate answer.



Chapter 2


John and Carol moved to a house in Hampstead and life went along 
swimmingly. And John would probably have been content with Carol for 
the rest of his life had not circumstances presented him with a new 
opportunity to indulge his sensuality.

Carol went away for a night to stay with an old school friend, and it 
so happened that John's daughter called round in her absence. John eyed 
the lovely schoolgirl with peculiar appraisal as they sat at dinner and 
talked about her recent visit to France with a party from her school. 
She had well-formed titties, John could see, and slim, attractive legs.

She swept her long, hair from her face as she talked to him with 
enthusiasm about her experiences in Paris. Looking at her father rather 
shyly, she then told him how she had met a French boy who had taken her 
to all the well-known sights, and that she hoped he would come to 
England one day to stay.

"Did you like him?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, he was terribly kind to me and took me dancing every 
night. It was marvelous."

"I suppose he kissed you too, eh?"

The girl blushed. "Well, yes, he did. That was nice too. It was the 
first time a boy had kissed me and it was really exciting. Oh, I'd love 
him to be here tonight," she said, lowering her eyes. "It's terribly 
exciting when a boy kisses you, Daddy."

"I'm glad you think so," and he thought as he looked at her how much he 
would like to kiss her girlish lips himself.

By the time dinner was over it was so late that John suggested that she 
should stay in the spare room. "I think you'd better telephone your 
mother, though, and tell her where you are." Ursula ran to the phone 
and had soon arranged with her mother that she would not be back until 
the following morning.

"Well, darling, I think you'd better go to bed; it's getting late. 
You've seen the guest room, I think. It's all ready for you. John stood 
up and walked over to his daughter. Taking her hand in his he bent 
forward and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Good night, my dear," 
he said.

"Good night, Daddy," she said. "It's so nice to see you and to come to 
your house. I love being here."

"Good, well it's nice to see you," and with that he leaned forward 
again and looked into her eyes. "Yes," he said, "I've no doubt your 
French boy friend loved kissing you."

Ursula blushed and lowered her eyes.

"Yes," her father said as he felt the thrill of her young flesh rousing 
him. "Yes, it would be nice to kiss you, I'm sure." As he spoke he 
looked at her again and lifted her chin so that he could look into her 
eyes. The girl looked back at her father shyly, and as she did so, he 
brought his lips close to hers. Then with extreme gentleness he brought 
them into contact with her mouth, brushing lips as lightly as he could. 
She did not move, but continued to look at her father, shyly and 
uncertainly. He kissed her again, this time a little more forcefully, 
and he took his lips away he said, "I suppose that's how he did it, 
eh?"

Ursula was breathing more rapidly, and then she said, hesitantly, "Yes, 
something like that ..."

"Or was it more like this?" he asked her. He pulled her closer to him 
and brought his lips firmly against her luscious mouth, keeping them 
there for half a minute or so. "Like that? Like this?" he added. And 
lips back and forth across hers, pushing his tongue quite gently 
between them to enter her mouth.

"Oh Daddy," the girl suddenly said. "I shouldn't let you do that. But 
it's nice. Do it once more, before I go to bed, will you?"

"Well, I'd better come and say goodnight to you when you're in bed, 
then I can kiss you again if you want me to. Now, off you go."

John felt the excitement rise within him as he thought he would be able 
to kiss her as she lay in bed. She would be in a nightdress and he 
would be able, as he embraced her, to feel her young body against his. 
Who knows, he thought, I might even kiss her luscious young titties 
too. The idea grew in his mind as he waited for his daughter to undress 
and she was scarcely in bed before he was knocking at her door, and 
entering the room.

"Ah, you're in bed. Well," he added as he moved to her bedside, "let me 
give you your 'good-night' kiss."

The girl lay back against the pillows, her long fair hair spread out 
fan-wise, while the top of her silk nightie peeped over the top of the 
bedclothes. John reached the bedside and sat down on the edge. He 
leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. She opened her mouth 
slightly as if invitingly, and her father pressed his tongue against 
her teeth. Then he moved it from side to side of her mouth as her teeth 
parted for his tongue to enter. He felt his cock pressing against his 
trousers; he knew that he was filled with hump lust for his daughter 
and that it would be difficult for him to resist the temptation to go 
as far as he could with her. He changed his position so that he half 
lay on the bed and as he did so he lifted the bedclothes back and took 
the girl into his arms. Now he was kissing her fervently and pressing 
her young breasts against his chest. "Was that how he kissed you?" he 
said, his voice now thick with desire.

"Yes," the girl panted. "Yes, but ..."

He interrupted her as he pressed his lips against her mouth and began 
to kiss her passionately. He could feel her sweet tits rising and 
falling as he pressed her to him, and he knew that she was strangely 
excited by his kisses and the pressure of his body.

"Of course, it's even more exciting if I kiss your pink nipples. Did 
you know that?" He looked at her and saw that she was surprised, even 
perhaps frightened, but he could see that she would not stop him and 
that she was thrilled at the thought of it.

"It would be better if you took off your nightie," he said. "Then I can 
show you what I mean."

Oh Daddy, I can't do that ... not with you. It's wrong for you ..."

"It's the only way you can really find out what it's like to be kissed 
properly. You have to find out one day and I can show you how it's done 
by a real lover. There's nothing wrong in it, Ursula ..."

As he spoke he put his hands down the bed clothes, found the hem of her 
nightie, and began to pull it up her stomach to reveal her navel and 
then her breasts. When he saw her pristine beauty and gorgeous pink 
nipples he could hardly contain himself. But he kept his hands away and 
pulled the nightie up over her head. She allowed him to pull it off 
altogether and now she lay in the bed naked, the bed clothes covering 
the lower part of her body, but leaving her well-formed breasts open to 
his lascivious gaze. He placed his hands on her nipples and stroked 
them gently. The girl lay back, her breath coming fast now as her 
nipples slowly hardened. "Now, darling, if I kiss them you'll see how 
exciting it can be." And with that he plunged his face to her titties 
and took one of her luscious buds between his sensual lips. The girl 
moaned as he worked his lips over it, and then sucked it into his 
mouth.

"Oh, Daddy, stop, please stop ... it's terribly exciting, but you must 
stop now. I feel strange ... I can't explain ..."

The man knew that he could not stop now and that he would go on, 
whatever she said. He did not release her nipple and he slowly sucked 
at it, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could as he 
did so. His other hand fondled her left tit, his fingers taking the 
nipple firmly, twisting it this way and that. Then he half lay across 
her as he turned to kiss the other breast. The girl was now silent 
except for her slight moans and occasional sighs as he went on working 
at her breasts, a hand on one, his mouth almost swallowing the other. 
Soon she began to moan more loudly as she felt a strange thrill in her 
whole body.

John knew that he could do almost anything with her now. He got up from 
the bed and in a matter of seconds he had thrown off his own clothes. 
He now stood at the side of his daughter's bed with his prick fully 
erected, jutting from his thick bush of pubic hair.

"Oh Daddy, you mustn't, you mustn't ..."

"Don't be silly, darling. You have to learn about real frigging some 
day. Now I'll teach you all about it. I won't hurt you." With that he 
drew near to the bed, raised the bed clothes and got in beside his 
naked daughter.

He pulled her to him and crushed her mouth beneath his lips, moving his 
hands down her body as he did so. The girl lay back, panting for breath 
as the thrill of the man's body against hers gave her an experience she 
had never had before, or even thought possible. As he kissed her 
passionately, his right hand fondled the valley between her thighs and 
gradually he opened her legs wide so that he could feel for her girlish 
cunt. As he found it with his index finger and parted her virginal 
cunt-lips, the girl moaned and wriggled with pleasure, abandoning 
herself to her ecstasy, no longer caring whether what she was doing was 
right or wrong. Her father found the entrance to her vagina, already 
moist and hot with her girlish secretion, and he pushed his finger 
against her hymen. He could feel that her cherry was scarcely ruptured 
at all, that it was tough and resistant and that he would have to break 
it before he could hope to think of going into her cunt completely. He 
forced one of his fingers into the entrance as the girl moved with the 
pain of it, as well as the excitement of it. Then he moved the finger 
in and out of the entrance, gradually widening the ruptured maiden-
head. In a few minutes he was able to work two fingers into her cunt. 
As he did so she began to moan with the strange mixture of pain and 
pleasure.

"Oh, aaahhh, ooohh! You're hurting me, you're hurting me." But the man 
no longer cared. He forced his fingers in an out of the girl's vagina, 
rupturing and dilating the hymen. He could go on with his fingers to 
make it easier for himself when he used his prick on her, but he could 
not wait. He wanted to force his cock into her, to hurt her, to ravage 
her. No power on earth, no threat of police action or anything else 
could stop him now. Here was his teen-age daughter under him, about to 
be fucked by him, her father. Yes, he wanted to fuck his daughter more 
than anything in the world and he knew that his lust and craving for 
her was beyond control. He would violate her young cunt mercilessly and 
he would enjoy doing it more than anything he had ever done in his 
life.

He got between her legs and guided his prick to her virginal slit. The 
girl moaned and cried as he held her in position, poised to force his 
entry. "No, no, Daddy, please don't. You'll kill me, it's so big! You 
mustn't, please stop ... oooh!" The man's prick now forced its way half 
an inch or so between the girlish cunt-lips, and she cried out in 
agony. But he was almost unaware of her cries; he was forcing it in, 
jabbing and pressing into her brutally and ruthlessly. His whole weight 
was on her now and he held her by the ass-cheeks as he pushed and 
forced his prick through the ruptured hymen until it was now half 
enclosed by the vaginal lining of the now violated girl. Now cunt-juice 
began to pour from the rupture and he could feel the sticky hot liquid 
bathing his dong. But he was only roused to even greater violence by 
the thought of her juicing cunt and with a tremendous heave his prick 
suddenly ripped the girlish maiden-head apart completely, and tore into 
her womb.

The girl screamed with agony. "Aaaah! OOOHH! Stop! Oooohh!" The scream 
died down and ended in a moan as he slowly withdrew his cock to the 
entrance of her cunt-lips again, then to force it back into her twat 
with new violence and new agony. The man was almost beyond himself now. 
He felt his whole body throb with the lust of having this young girl, 
his own daughter, and his prick was now beginning to jerk with the 
beginning of his orgasm. He pushed it into her cunt deeply, pulled it 
back, and again forced it deep into, and then with regular, powerful 
thrusts he fucked her. Fucked her as he had never fucked anyone before, 
until the moment came when his steaming hot sperm shot against her womb 
and he reached the culminating ecstasy of his orgasm. His prick jerked 
and throbbed, spitting his hot, scalding sperm into his daughter as she 
lay there in a faint.

*  *  *  *  *

That night he fucked her three times. By the morning the poor girl was 
in agony, her cunt almost ripped apart, but when he came into her the 
third time she had suddenly felt the joy of a complete sexual 
experience and she had clung to her father screaming in an orgasm of 
pain and pleasure.

Before she left that morning he promised that he would fuck her again 
as soon as possible, as well as show her many other aspects of this 
wonderful new game of frigging. The only trouble was his young wife, 
Carol ... he would have to think about that problem.

As she left she spoke a new language to her father.

"Daddy, I want you do it again to my cunny soon. I want you to fuck me 
and fuck me. Will you, please?"

He took his daughter in his arms, crushed her to his chest, and pressed 
his lips down on hers. Then, as he released her, he said, his voice 
once again thick with lust at the thought of having her young twat, 
"Yes, my dear, I shall be fucking you soon, fucking you with my big 
prick, forcing it into you so that you will scream with the thrill and 
joy of it. That's what you want, isn't it?"

"Yes, desperately," she said, her eyes alight with excitement.



Chapter 3

John was up against the problem of telling Carol about his screwing 
with his daughter Ursula. Since their marriage Carol had shown that she 
was by no means prudish about sex, but she might take a different view 
of John fucking a young girl -- particularly an incestuous relationship 
with his daughter. He felt he had three courses open to him: to 
continue to deceive Carol and see Ursula surreptitiously; to tell Carol 
frankly what had happened and try to persuade her to understand his 
desire for Ursula's lovely girlish body; or to deliberately let Carol 
discover them together. This last might in some ways be the easier 
course -- it would save the embarrassment of explaining everything, and 
present his wife with an accomplished fact.

He decided on the latter course.

Ursula was to come over one evening in the near future and John wanted 
to arrange things so that Carol would be out for an hour or two while 
he prepared things for her return. When Carol said that she'd like to 
go to the theater with a friend, John jumped at the opportunity and 
said he would ask Ursula over to keep him company 'till her return.

Father and daughter had dinner and afterwards retired to their room. 
Immediately John undressed and then helped Ursula to slip off her 
clothes. They stood there naked, a mounting excitement between them. 
John took the girl in his arms, pressed her body to him, and kissed her 
sensuously. The girl flung her arms around him and immediately felt his 
big prick erecting stiffly against her stomach. They moved back to the 
bed and in a minute the father was fucking his daughter.

She lay back on the bed, her legs apart. John sat up and parted her 
legs further and looked down at her almost virginal cunt. Her fine 
bush-hair ran down in an inverted triangle to the immature slit 
enclosing her clitoris and vulva. He parted the lips of her gash and 
looked at the girl's inviting moist cunt for the first time. Here was 
his daughter's pussy, open to his inspection and lust. He moved his 
finger up the slit to touch her small clitoris. Then he moved his 
finger over it delicately, and slowly the bud was roused and stiffened 
so he could take it between his thumb and forefinger. Ursula twisted on 
the bed as she felt the thrill of her father's fingers on her clitoris, 
her legs widening ever further in expectation. He moved his finger down 
her slit, pushing the cunt-lips aside until he came to the small 
entrance of her vagina, the vagina he had so cruelly ravaged a few 
weeks before. He thrust one finger into the entrance, forcing it as far 
as he could into the hot, wet membrane. Now he was roused to fever 
pitch, his cock throbbing against his body. He lay down at the girl's 
side, removed his finger, and with both hands now opened her slit as 
wide as he could. Then he brought his lips down onto her beautiful 
girlish cunt-lips.

His lips touched the soft warmth of her twat and then his tongue sought 
her clitoris. The girl jerked about and wriggled as the tip of his 
tongue played delicately on the small bud, and she moaned loudly as he 
brought his mouth down, his lips contacting her inner and outer lips 
and his tongue entering her most sacred cunt-hole. The girl wriggled in 
ecstasy as his lips worked on her pussy and his tongue probed her small 
vulva. Saliva poured from his mouth and mingled with her secretions and 
their slightly salty taste. The man was fully aroused now and he moved 
his legs over the girl's face so that his prick hovered above her young 
mouth. She seemed to understand what was required of her and in a 
minute she was moving his massive dick in and out of her lips. 
Meanwhile John was stroking his tongue from the top to the bottom of 
her slit, into the opening, out again and up her hot gash in long, 
sweeping movements. He held her legs apart as she jerked and wriggled 
at the excitement of it, then suddenly she knew that she had reached 
her climax as her cunt-juices bathed his mouth and lips, and as she 
forced her body upwards to press her twat as firmly as she could to his 
sensual mouth and tongue.

It was at this moment that Carol entered the room.

"Oh, my God, John, what are you doing?" Carol almost shouted.

She could see her husband's head buried between the parted legs of a 
girl, the rest of his body covering the object of his lust, except for 
the long blonde hair that was splayed out between her husband's legs. 
She guessed at once that it was Ursula he was cunt-lapping.

John raised his head, his mouth and lips covered with the girl's wet 
secretions, to reveal the parted vaginal slit of the young girl who 
moaned delightedly as she completed her orgasm.

"I'm teaching her about frigging Carol. I thought it was best that she 
should find out through me ... and she has a lovely young body that I 
find I can hardly resist. Don't think it will make any difference to 
us."

Carol looked stunned, but her eyes showed that she understood and that 
in some strange way she was excited by what she saw. "Well, we-ll, I 
don't know what to say, John. I suppose you ought to teach her ... but 
her mother must never find out ..." As she spoke John raised himself 
from the girl, sitting at the side of the bed with his enormously erect 
prick. Slowly he got up and went over to Carol. He took her hands in 
his, pulling her towards him. "Come on, darling, undress and get into 
bed with us. We can have a wonderful time together ..."

Carol's face revealed her excitement at the thought of it, and she 
began to undress without saying anything. The girl got up from the bed 
and looked at her stepmother with apprehension.

"I hope you don't mind, Carol. Daddy wanted to do this with me, and I 
wanted it too. If you do it with us I shall be really happy." As Carol 
undressed the girl looked with wonder at the beautiful body of the 
mature girl with her lovely large breasts, her wide hips and thick 
black bush hair.

"Before we get into bed," John suddenly spoke, "before we get into bed, 
I want you to look at my cock and balls properly, Ursula. Look, take my 
prick in your hands." Ursula took his prick in her hands and fondled it 
with wonderment, running her small hand up and down its length, taking 
the massive shaft between her fingers. Then she ran her hand down the 
underside until she came to the hair-covered balls below. She took them 
gently in her hand. The spellbound Carol suddenly had a great urge to 
touch the young girl's body and she stepped forward and lightly touched 
the young girl's pink nipple, then took it between her finger and 
thumb. It excited the girl to have Carol touching her breast and she 
suddenly had the desire to be kissed by her. Carol then moved her 
fingers down over the girlish belly to feel for her slit. Ursula 
wriggled with a new excitement as she felt Carol's hand brushing her 
cunt and her fingers parting her moist cunt-lips.

"I think that we'll get into bed now," said John. "I'd like to lie back 
as you two frig me in the way you want to."

John got on the bed and the young girl looked questioningly at Carol.

"You can sit astride with you on his tummy and play with his cock, 
Ursula. Suck it for him if you wish." And with that she put the girl in 
position across John's stomach so that she could hold his prick in her 
hands. Then she placed her open thighs over John's mouth so that his 
tongue could work on her lovely sexy gash.

John lay back in complete ecstasy. The young girl was now moving the 
foreskin back and forth over the head of his prick in a gentle slow 
rhythm and as she did so Carol had brought her vaginal opening into 
contact with John's mouth. As Ursula moved her hand more rapidly up and 
down the length of his prick, John's tongue entered the hot vaginal 
entrance of his wife.

"Oh God, go on. Force your cunt into my mouth, Carol," he moaned. "Suck 
my prick, Ursula, suck my prick. I want to come!" The girl bent over 
and placed her mouth over the head of his enormous cock, shaking with 
excitement as she did so.

John moved his prick up to enter the girl's mouth and pulled Carol down 
so that his face was buried in her hairy cunt. His tongue probed the 
length of her cunt-lips and then reentered the hot vagina of his wife. 
Moving his cock more forcibly now, he found himself touching the back 
of his daughter's throat as his prick throbbed on the edge of orgasm. 
His face was covered now in Carol's cunt-juices; even his eyes were 
bathed in her juices and his own saliva. He bit his teeth into the soft 
membrane, tongued the clitoris, and at the same time began to move his 
cock rhythmically in and out of his daughter's lips and mouth. His lust 
knew no bounds; he would not be able to contain himself much longer. 
His whole body jerked and writhed as he reached the height of hump-
excitement and approached the point when relief was inevitable. By now 
Carol was revolving her cunt over his mouth sensuously and he was 
having to swallow the secretions from her cunt as his face and mouth 
were saturated in the salty-tasting liquid. He managed to move his 
mouth away from her hairy cunt to speak, "I'm coming, don't take your 
mouth from my prick, Ursula. I've got to come in your mouth." And with 
that he arched his body up to force his jerking prick into the 
teenager's mouth. At the same time he buried his nose and mouth into 
the luscious warmth of his wife's sex organs. In a second his climax 
was on him and his scalding sperm entered the girl's mouth, jerking and 
spitting into her throat, almost choking her. He jerked his body time 
and again into the girl's mouth as he almost suffocated beneath his 
wife's dripping cunt. The sperm poured down the girl's throat in one 
final burst before the man lay back exhausted between his wife's legs.

The three of them lay in the bed for a time until John was ready to 
frig again.

He was holding his wife close to him and he felt a new desire to take 
her.

"I'm going to fuck you Carol. I want you very much now. And it will 
give Ursula a chance to see a man really fucking a woman. Then, I'll 
screw Ursula afterwards."

The shapely attractive Carol lay back on the bed. Her eyes drew his 
attention with their soft and languishing look, and he looked down at 
her amorously and lasciviously. He realized that she was an exceptional 
woman and that, as much as he enjoyed the lustful feeling of taking a 
young girl, especially incestuously, it was Carol who perhaps gave him 
the greatest possible pleasure. Each time he fucked her there was 
something new about her, each time it was a new conquest. To have his 
prick in her soft warm cunt was a triumph that few men had shared, and 
even those who had shared it had never experienced her acceptance of 
their prick in the fullest sense of the word.

She was tall, and slim, but she had luscious full breasts and wide 
thighs, her ass-cheeks reaching their greatest extent at the upper part 
of the thigh. There was no disagreeably vacuity left between the thighs 
which is so unfavorable for fuck purposes. And she had that feature of 
a woman that is so attractive to men -- a prominent cunt, covered with 
thick dark hair in a well-defined inverted triangle.

When she opened her legs she displayed striking cunt-lips -- almost 
ugly lips that excited John to look at them. The ugliness was a kind of 
challenge and John was not the only man who had felt this provocation. 
when she had been examined by a doctor a year or two before, shortly 
after she left school, the man had been provoked into a fantastic 
erection at the sight of them. He had to give her an internal 
examination, but he had spent more time than was necessary touching her 
cunt-lips. She had been slightly aroused by his touch and the nurse who 
was present at the examination had looked surprised and worried as she 
saw her employer finger her cunt for the best part of two minutes, 
saying as he did so, "I excuse to justify what was medically quite 
unethical." John now looked down at them with the same feeling -- he 
liked both their size and their slight discoloration.

As he opened the labia he saw her inner cunt-lips, already moist and 
receptive. He touched them gently as he pried open the outer cunt-lips. 
Then he brushed his fingers up and down her cunt-lips again, nipping 
them gently as he did so. Close to her vaginal entrance was her well-
defined clitoris, already erect in anticipation. Sensitive to stimulus, 
it grew visibly as John fingered it and he was able to work back the 
small skin-covering to reveal the sensitive tip. He bent down and moved 
his tongue over the bud, bringing it to its full erect size. He smelled 
the characteristic odor of the female genitals and took the rigid 
little organ into his mouth. Her clitoris was undoubtedly a little 
abnormal in size when fully enlarged, and John was able to work it 
vigorously between his lips. Carol moaned as he did so, moving her hips 
sensuously.

He took his lips away and surveyed her exciting cunt. Now he moved his 
finger from the clitoris to the vaginal entrance, placing the tip of 
his finger delicately inside. Now he forced the legs wider and pressed 
his tongue onto her cunt. He licked her there for a few minutes, 
occasionally stroking his tongue up the full length of her slit, and 
then he bent forward forcing his head between her legs to seek for her 
anal entrance. He tongued this for awhile, then resumed his lascivious 
sucking of her cunt-lips.

The excitation of her clitoris had aroused his young wife to such an 
extent that her body began to heave with his every move. She was 
moaning and calling out to him in her thick, sexy voice.

"Oh, John, why don't you hump me now? Fuck me as you have never done 
before. I want your prick inside my cunt, you must frig me now."

Ursula looked on entranced at seeing Carol's excitement and was waiting 
for her father to place his huge prick into Carol's vagina. She 
particularly wanted to see it as it went in, to see the head just 
inside the cunt, with the rest of her father's shaft outside.

But John was in no hurry. He wanted to experience every stage of the 
fucking of his wife to the maximum extent, to savor each detail of her 
body before he finally entered her lovely cunt.

He continued to suck and lick her lovely clitoris for a few minutes, 
and then forced his tongue an inch or so into her vagina, which was now 
wet with her secretions. She writhed in pleasure and anticipation as he 
did so, forcing her cunt up against his mouth. Soon his nose was buried 
as deep as possible in the vaginal entrance where he savored the now 
stronger female cunt-odor. Then the short distance from her vaginal 
opening to her ass-hole, where he forced his nose into the crinkled 
hole. Then he licked the girl with his tongue from the top of her gash 
to her anus -- clitoris, vulva, and delicate cunt-flesh between.

He felt the excitement mount within him as his prick reached full 
erection and he knew that he was ready to fuck her, that he was now 
ready to shove his prick up her lovely vagina. Rigid and enlarged to 
its maximum extent, his cock was now throbbing and he knew that if he 
carried on too long he would ejaculate prematurely, such was his 
excitement at Carol's lovely body. He now got ready to place his dick 
at the entrance to her waiting cunt-hole.

He knelt between her beautiful thighs and parted legs and placed his 
dong in between her provocative cunt-lips. Ursula was almost beside 
herself as she saw his dick-head by her fleshy cunt-lips and as her 
father moved the head gently up and down the slit so that it was soon 
covered in her moist secretions. It was now at the very entrance to her 
cunt-hole and John allowed his dick to enter a little way for a few 
seconds. Now he leaned over Carol, straightened his legs and lowered 
his body so that his weight rested on her pelvis and stomach. As he did 
so the prick slid slowly into her wet hot cunt that was gripping him 
tightly.

Carol sighed as the prick reached into her cunt, and his dick-head felt 
for the conical protuberance of the cervix -- the base of her womb. 
Deep inside her, he relaxed as their lips met in a long sensual kiss of 
complete blissful fuck.

For a few moments he held her head in his hands, then reached under her 
armpits and took her firmly in his grasp by the shoulders.

John now forced his prick into her receptive cunt up to its very hilt 
so that their pelvises met hard. The cock had probed the very depths of 
Carol's lovely vagina and was now up against her womb, deeply embedded 
in the clinging moist membranes.

He kissed her passionately and Carol clung to him tightly. Then he took 
his hands from her shoulders, brought them down under her back to grip 
her with all his force by the buttocks, bringing her cunt into even 
closer proximity, his massive prick forcing itself into her twat.

He slowly withdrew his prick, his dick-head rubbing against her womb as 
he did so. He stopped at this point and thrust his cock back and forth 
lightly, the hard rim of his dick-head rubbing against the firm knob of 
flesh of her womb. Then almost to the vaginal entrance, then into a 
slow deliberate rhythm, forcing his cock up and down with almost 
grinding, powerful strokes in unison with Carol's own movements. She 
was arching her cunt up to meet his thrusts and he was at the same time 
virtually lifting her by her ass-cheeks to meet him. Moaning and crying 
out, Carol writhed and moved to the tune of their fucking. Then she 
began to cry out, demanding from him everything he could give.

"Darling, you must fuck me. Fuck me with all your power. Fuck me, 
love."

"Yes, my love, I'm going to fuck you as you've never been fucked 
before."

"Fuck me, fuck me, John, take me, do what you will with me, I want to 
be frigged to hell by your prick. I want you to force it into my very 
vitals. Fuck me, FUCK ME! For God's sake go on. Ooooh! Oh!" Suddenly 
the girl fell back in her climax, writhing and shouting in ecstasy. But 
John was not ready and he went on grinding away at his lovely nineteen-
year-old wife despite the fact that the climax was over. He forced his 
cock with cruel power into her flesh, back and forth, ramming it home, 
regardless of the woman herself or what she felt any longer. He was 
carried away by his lust now and he simply wanted to burst the girl's 
cunt apart, rip it open if necessary for his now almost sadistic lust.

He wanted the maximum hump pleasure from her now and her body was 
simply an instrument for his purpose. He bit into her breasts as he 
rammed his prick home as high up her vagina as he could, raking his 
fingers down her buttocks and digging them into her lovely ass-cheeks.

Then with one smashing thrust that took his dick-head into the deep 
extremity of her womb, he exploded and the seminal liquid spurted 
against the girl's innermost vagina, as if she had been sprayed with 
acid from a jet. She felt the scalding sperm hit deep inside her, and 
the man jerked his cock in rhythm to the powerful spurts still being 
released from him. In one almighty final jab, his cock rammed into her 
womb and splashed the final burden of semen as he gripped her buttocks 
and dug in his nails, his teeth biting into her breast. Their release 
and soon he lay at her side, his penis limp and flaccid, his cock and 
balls were now fulfilled.

*  *  *  *  *

When John woke up Carol was stroking his hair and kissing him gently. 
"What's happened to Ursula?" he asked as he came to his senses.

"I've sent her to the guest room. I think she ought to sleep now."

"Yes, we'll have to get her round here again as soon as possible, don't 
you think?"

"As long as her mother doesn't suspect or anything, she could come here 
as often as she likes. What about getting her to stay here this 
weekend? I don't suppose Lena would suspect anything. She'd probably be 
pleased as it would leave her free for her many lovers."

"Yes, that's a good idea. I want to fuck her again as soon as I can, 
especially if you're around to watch me doing it. You could probably 
have a bit of frigging fun with her yourself while we're about it."

"Yes? You're sure?"

"Of course. It gives me quite a kick and stimulates me to a frenzied 
desire for you ..."

"Well," said John, "I'll fuck her for you all night. I might even 
bugger her. That's something I've never done to a young girl. Would you 
like to see that?"

"Bugger her? Why you've never even suggested it to me. What's wrong 
with me? Why can't I be buggered?"

"God Carol, I never thought of it with you, I've always enjoyed fucking 
you so much. But I'll bugger you if you wish ... I'll shove my cock up 
your ass hole gladly!"

"When?"

"When ... well, now if you like. Do you want me to?"

"I'd love it John. But I suppose it'll hurt, won't it?"

"It'll certainly hurt at the beginning, but I'll be careful with you 
and if you can't take it I won't force it. I think your ass-hole will 
take my prick fairly easily after a while. Anyway you'd better get a 
lubricant of some kind."

John's lust was roused now at the thought of buggering Carol. He knew 
that he would get great satisfaction from feeling the tight grip of her 
anus against his prick, as well as the lovely feel of her ass against 
his loins.

Carol went over to the dressing table and came back with a 
contraceptive jelly.

"That's it," said John. "Lie face down for the moment and I'll work my 
finger into your ass-hole with the stuff."

Carol lay down on the bed, her legs apart and she revealed the small 
brown hole of her anus. John, his cock already becoming rigid, took the 
tube of jelly and, taking off the screw cap he placed the nozzle to her 
rectum and squeezed the tube against it.

Carol was quite excited at the feel of the cold jelly entering her ass-
hole, followed by John's index finger. He worked it in slowly and 
gently as far as it would go, then took it back before pressing it up 
her again. He did this for a dozen or so times before he tried with his 
longer middle finger. Carol was already quite aroused at the feel of a 
finger in her anus, only wishing it would go further up. She ground her 
cunt and bush against the bed as John worked his finger in and out of 
her ass-hole.

Then he tried two fingers, but this caused Carol to cry out in pain.

"It's bound to hurt at first, darling. But I've got an idea." John left 
the room for a few minutes and returned with one of those aluminum 
cigar-tubes. It was about three-quarters of an inch in diameter and 
seven or eight inches long.

"This should go into your ass-hole fairly easily," he said, showing 
Carol the tube, "and pave the way for my prick. The main difficulty is 
to widen the passage if I'm not going to hurt you a great deal."

He rubbed the jelly over the tube and placed it at the entrance to her 
anus. It slowly entered without much difficulty and Carol hardly felt 
any pain, though it was rather strange as it went past her sphincter. 
He pushed it in again as far as it would go, and Carol began to sigh 
and wriggle with excitement. "Oh, it's nice, a nice cold feeling all up 
me, a feeling as if I am being divided in two. But it's your cock I 
want up there now!"

John worked it up and down for some time, taking care not to bring it 
down beyond the sphincter. Then when he felt he had dilated her anal 
passage as much as possible with the tube, he took it out, Carol crying 
out at the unpleasant feeling that it gave her as it was forced out the 
last two or three inches by the contracting muscle of the sphincter.

"Now I'm going to fuck you, my dear."

The girl lay prostrate face down on the bed, excited at the prospect of 
John's huge prick entering her ass-hole.

This was it then. John had never dared suggest buggering Carol before, 
but he had secretly wanted to have her this way for a long time. 
Buggering a woman gave a man a special sense of animal power that 
fucking never gave though, of course, it did not really provide the 
close intimacy between a man and a woman that fucking face-to-face did. 
And the vagina, after all, had more to offer ultimately than the anus. 
But an anus was generally tighter and there was much satisfaction to be 
got from fucking it.

As he thought these thoughts John gripped his legs together as he felt 
the stirring of lust within him. His cock was already rigid and 
enlarged, but now within his balls there was growing a sense of 
urgency, an overpowering sense of desire.

He placed himself between her legs and pushed his elongated dick 
against her anal entrance. It was easy for the dick-head to enter half 
an inch or so, but when he made the next forward move Carol cried out 
in pain.

"Ugh! Uggh! Ow! It's hurting!" she cried out.

John stopped for a few seconds and then held his prick carefully as he 
guided it into her in the right direction. She shivered and writhed in 
pain as he forced it another half inch or so. Then he waited a bit, 
withdrew it, and pushed it in to the same position as before. He did 
this a number of times, perhaps advancing a tenth of an inch each time 
he re-entered. It was now easing slightly and the head of the cock was 
reaching the sphincter. He knew that Carol would hate it if he 
hesitated at this point. Once he got the whole dick-head in up to the 
sphincter, he would have to force the shaft in past the sphincter in 
one carefully timed thrust.

He pushed it in another half dozen times. Carol was moaning partly in 
agony, partly in anticipation, and he knew for a fact that the pain had 
been excruciating. He waited a while and was finally ready to plunge 
his cock home. He got himself slightly more on top of her, put the 
prick-head in the entrance after re-lubricating it, and then suddenly 
he forced his prick home.

"Aaaaaggghhhh! Ooooohhhh! Oh, Go-o-od! God! ... You've hurt me!" Carol 
screamed out in agony as the shock of it hit her whole body and she 
felt the hot thrust of his pecker cutting into her like a red-hot 
poker. "Ooooh! Oh!"

John lay still on top of her, another ambition achieved. He could feel 
her tight anus gripping him and his thighs and belly against her lovely 
ass, and he knew that this was a way of frigging he had always wanted. 
He would give Carol time to get over the pain before he thrust his cock 
again.

Carol's pain gradually subsided, though she felt that she would be sore 
forever. Then John very slowly drew back his penis an inch or so in her 
anus. Then up again, slowly and deliberately, but with extreme 
gentleness. He could feel his dick-head rubbing against the most secret 
membrane, against the membrane where a man had never penetrated before, 
and he was overcome with a new lust as he realized it. Then slowly he 
began to work his stiff dick up and down in her rectum.

Carol felt the fucking rhythm penetrating her being and she was 
beginning to be moved by a strange excitement. As she wriggled slightly 
John reached his hand under her thigh and found her slit. Soon he had 
worked it between his finger and thumb. Carol writhed in pleasure as he 
caressed the sensitive clitoris and simultaneously worked his prick up 
her back passage, which now felt like an alternative cunt.

Soon he was fucking her in earnest and she was responding with her 
whole body, bringing up her ass-hole to keep in rhythm with his 
thrusts. She felt her climax approaching and suddenly desire to have 
John in her cunt. But she realized that John would want to finish this 
way now he had gone so far, so she relaxed to his ever more penetrating 
thrusts. The hot weapon stung her as it drove to the bottom of her 
bowels, but all sense of pain was now utterly submerged in a deep 
submergence of herself to John's ass frigging desire.

The man pounded away at her anus, now pushing his weapon deep inside 
her, now bringing it down to the sphincter. He was almost mad with lust 
now and he had lost any feeling of consideration for the pain he might 
still be causing her. He rammed his cock home, in-and-out, smashing 
through the membranes of her lower bowel.

Then he reached an all-powerful orgasm, the sperm gushing out of him in 
an uncontrollable stream, jetting down onto her ass-cheeks, and lay 
still.



Chapter 4


Ursula was staying with Carol and John for the weekend, and the time 
had come for them to retire on the first evening.

The three of them went up to the bedroom and undressed without further 
ado. Ursula knew that she was going to be fucked by her father while 
Carol watched, and she was excited beyond measure at the prospect.

John sat on the bed and said that he would like to fuck Ursula in a new 
way.

"I want you to lift her onto me as I sit on the bed, Carol. I shall be 
able to penetrate her pussy very deeply that way, and you can finger 
her anus as I fuck her."

John had not had to wait for an erection ... the very thought of 
fucking Ursula was enough to stiffen his lustful prick.

He sat there with the enormous cock ready to take the weight of the 
girl as it violated her innocent flesh. Carol helped Ursula into a 
sitting position on her father and guided the prick to the girl's cunt. 
She parted the girlish cunt-lips and pressed the head of John's prick 
into the vagina.

Ursula was thrilled to feel Carol's hand on her vagina and began to 
move with pleasure as she felt the cock at the entrance to her passage. 
Now Carol let the girl's weight down onto the prick which slowly 
entered the child's passage.

The man lay back now and told Ursula to move herself up and down him. 
The girl got down to the job with alacrity, and soon she was moving in 
a fast rhythm on John's cock. As she did so Carol felt for her small 
ass-hole, and probed it gently with her index finger.

John was rapidly moving towards an orgasm. The sight of his lovely 
daughter on top of him working her body up and down on his prick filled 
him with lust in itself, but the feel of her tight vagina engaging his 
prick drove him to the point of madness.

He heaved his body up to meet her downward thrusts, and each time he 
did so he felt his cock go deep into the girl. Then he pulled her 
forward to grasp her girlish breasts, and finally pulled her head down 
so that his mouth could crush her lips. As he did so the girl's asshole 
was exposed so that Carol could more effectively work her finger into 
the girl's anus ... in preparation, as she hoped for John to bugger 
her. Her own passions were now getting the better of her; she had a 
great desire to see the girl fucked and buggered mercilessly, fucked 
and buggered by her husband. She remembered that her father had once 
tentatively tried to frig her, but had abandoned the effort when she 
had not immediately responded. But she had really wanted him to seduce 
her, and now, in a sense, she would have the experience in a substitute 
way.

John was approaching his climax and he decided that he would now prefer 
to have the girl under him, so that he could fuck her completely and 
ruthlessly.

He asked Ursula to get off him and lie on the bed. When she had done 
so, John parted her legs, fondled her slit for a moment or two, and 
placed himself between her legs. His cock was now at the entrance to 
her vagina and, as he let his weight down on her, he guided his prick 
into the clinging, tightly-gripping cunt-hole. He was on top of the 
girl now, his weight pressing her down under him, as his prick 
penetrated her girlish vagina and reached to the very top of her cunt.

Then he began to fuck her in earnest. He pulled her to him, brought his 
lips down on hers, forced her lips apart, and buried his tongue into 
the depths of her girlish mouth. His prick now worked deeper than ever 
into her body and he was poised to fuck her with all the strength at 
his command.

Carol now gripped his balls from behind and he felt an all-consuming 
lust as the two girls gave themselves completely to his hump pleasures.

He breathed deeply and began to force his prick back and forth in the 
child's violated passage.

It was a strange experience having his daughter this second time. The 
first time he had done it without thinking much about it, but now he 
was alive to the fact that he was fucking his own child, his own 
teenage daughter. As far as the law was concerned, he was criminally 
assaulting a minor and indulging in incest at the same time. If he 
buggered her later, he would presumable be breaking an even older law. 
The thought filled him with the most lustful feelings. But he had 
always wanted to fuck Ursula and he hoped that she would allow him to 
go on doing it for a few years to come.

He gripped the child's ass-cheeks and forced his cock into her. Then he 
rammed the weapon home with a new violence, thinking nothing of the 
child's feelings. But Ursula was responding to the lustfulness of this 
fucking, griping her father tightly and arching her cunt to meet his 
powerful thrusts. He went on for five minutes or more, smashing into 
the girl's cunt, ravaging and violating it without mercy, cruelly 
assaulting her youthful body. And finally the forty-year-old father and 
his teenage girl came in one overwhelming orgasm. His hot sperm 
splashed into her womb, regardless of the consequences, and he raked 
into her in a final moment of ecstasy as the last jerk of his semen 
jutted and spurted against the walls of the girl's innermost passage.

"Ooooh, Daddy, oh, oh ...," she cried out as they passed their climax. 
"Now I know what it means to be fucked properly."

"You were marvelous," her father replied, gasping for breath, "to take 
my cock like that. Just like a mature woman. Men are going to go for 
you in a big way when they find you can fuck like that."

Carol was herself fully aroused by what she had seen and she could 
hardly wait to ask John to fuck her.

"For God's sake, John," she said in her sexy voice, "you've got to fuck 
me too. Please?"

"I can't fuck you for a while yet, love," said John. "And don't forget 
I am going to bugger Ursula tonight. Why don't you two make love?"

Carol blushed. "Well, if you like, and Ursula wants to ... I'd like 
Ursula to play with my cunt and make me come if she can. How about it 
Ursula?"

Ursula looked shyly at Carol. "I'd love to if you really want me to 
..."

The nineteen-year-old girl lay back with her legs wide apart waiting 
for the young girl to fondle and caress her. She was terribly exited at 
the thought of Ursula's fingers touching her vaginal lips and clitoris, 
and her ass was already moving in a kind of writhing anticipation.

The girl half lay at her side, her head towards Carol's legs. Slowly 
she put her fingers on Carol's bush-hair and then let them move down to 
the ugly but provocative slit. As she touched the outer lips she felt a 
wonderful thrill of excitement fill her body. These were the cunt-lips 
of a fully mature woman, a woman with big breasts and a bush of hair 
over her cunt and lower belly. It was really exciting to be able to 
touch them.

She moved her small fingers down the moist cunt-lips and then bent 
forward slightly as she parted them to look for the first time at 
another woman's genital organs. She did not call them genital organs, 
but used the word "pussy". She wanted to touch this but hesitated a 
moment. Then she felt Carol's hand take hers and place it on the little 
organ. As Carol felt her clitoris touched by the young girl she writhed 
in excitement and began to move her body to rub against the girl's 
hand.

"Oh, it's very nice to touch you here on your ... " Ursula stopped, not 
knowing what to call it.

John told her, "That's Carol's clitoris. It's really equivalent to my 
penis, and girls get much of their excitement from it. A good whore-
master always caresses a girl's clitoris. If you go on touching it like 
that it will get a bit bigger, become hard and Carol will get terribly 
excited. She will soon come if you go on doing that to her."

Carol writhed with excitement as the girl worked on the skin of her 
clitty, pushing it back and forth, and caressed her center of 
excitation. Then Ursula, curious about the rest of what she called 
Carol's pussy, moved her finger to the vaginal entrance. Carol was 
equally excited as she felt the girl's finger part her cunt-lips at the 
opening to her vulva and push a finger inside.

"What a lovely warm, wet one you have got! Oh, it's lovely."

"That's her vagina, or if you like a more sensible word, her cunt. Yes, 
she has a lovely cunt, just as you have," John told her.

Ursula was working her finger in and out of Carol's cunt and the woman 
writhed with ecstasy as she did so. She wriggled her body to try to get 
the girl to put her fingers deeper inside her and as she did so, she 
began to feel that she would soon have an orgasm.

"If you play with her like that, it is rather like fucking, and you get 
almost the same feeling. Let me show you," and as he spoke John lifted 
himself up and put his fingers inside his daughter's cunt.

"You go on frigging your fingers like that in Carol's cunt, and I'll do 
it to you."

With that John began to finger-fuck his daughter vigorously, and as he 
did so Ursula moved and writhed her ass-cheeks in unison. At the same 
time she followed her father's example and was soon working away 
rhythmically at Carol's cunt.

Suddenly Carol began to moan with pleasure. "Oooh! Ooh, I'm coming. Go 
on Ursula, don't stop now," and with that she cried out with pleasure 
as her climax came and her cunt-secretion flooded Ursula's fingers. She 
writhed in ecstasy as her orgasm flowed through her, pushing up her 
body to get the full force of Ursula's fingers frigging her cunt.

"Ooooh! That was marvelous," she exclaimed, pantingly, as she lay back 
exhausted.

Meanwhile Ursula's father was working away with all the force at his 
command on his daughter's cunt. The child now lay back on the bed so 
that he could force his fingers in deeply, and soon the girl was 
shaking with excitement as her orgasm approached.

"Go on Daddy, it's lovely. Go on, please," she cried out.

The father fucked her mercilessly and soon the child came in a 
writhing, wriggling orgasm.

John was now aroused again and ready for the time when he would bugger 
his young daughter.

After leaving the two girls to relax for a few minutes he said, "Well, 
Carol, I'm going to bugger her now. Come on."

"What do you mean?" asked Ursula.

"I'm going to do something quite new to you. I'm going to fuck your
ass-hole. It will hurt you at first, but you'll find it a most exciting 
experience if you can put up with the first pain for a bit.

"Fuck my ass-hole? But Daddy, that'll hurt terribly, won't it?" the 
girl spoke apprehensively.

"Yes, it will hurt. But pleasure and pain are closely allied. You can't 
have the one without the other. And you'll be glad later on when your 
boy-friends want to frig you that way. For one thing you can't get 
pregnant by being buggered. I believe you had your period a few days 
ago and soon I shall have to use a contraceptive when I fuck you. And 
that will apply to any hump-session you have. So letting a man bugger 
you can be quite a useful alternative ..."

"Won't you fuck me, Daddy, instead?"

"I will fuck you later or another time, but tonight I want to bugger 
you." The very thought of fucking her tight little anus roused his lust 
to the full and he was now scarcely able to wait to get his prick 
inside her asshole.

"I don't really want to be buggered. Why don't you bugger Carol?"

"He's buggered me already. I can tell you it's a most exciting 
experience. You'll like it in the end. Please let him, darling," said 
Carol.

"But ..."

"Look here, Ursula, I've decided to bugger you. If you don't let me, 
then you'll miss another thing I have in mind for you. Carol's brother 
is coming to stay soon and you could have a tremendous time if I were 
to fuck you while he buggered you at the same time ... that's the peak 
of all sexual excitement for a woman, to have two men frigging her at 
the same time ..."

"Can I really have that when he comes?" she asked her eyes widening 
with the thought of it.

"Yes, if you let me bugger you now so that you get over the worst of 
the pain."

"All right," the girl said quietly, "bugger me!"

"Turn over on your face and lie down on your stomach with your legs 
wide apart."

Ursula lay face down on the bed, expectant but apprehensive. John 
fingered her little brown anal entrance for a moment and then asked 
Carol to get the contraceptive jelly. When she brought it, placed the 
nozzle against the girl's asshole and squirted the jelly up into her 
narrow passage.

Then he began to work with his finger as gently as he could until he 
could work it up as far as it would go.

"I think we'll try the cigar tube, Carol. Let's get a smaller one from 
downstairs first, and then use the big one later. Will you fetch it?"

While Carol went to fetch a small cigar tube the father worked his 
finger up and down the girl's rectum, stretching and dilating it as 
gently as he could. The girl so far felt no particular pain, apart from 
the unpleasantness as the contracting muscle forced out his finger each 
time he withdrew it. In fact she was getting a certain pleasure from 
having her father's finger up her asshole.

Very soon Carol returned with one of the small aluminum tubes used for 
the small size corona cigar. It was about half an inch in diameter and 
perhaps six inches long.

John covered it with the greasy jelly and slowly forced it into the 
child's anus. This time she writhed at the pain but it was by no means 
as excruciating as she'd expected. Little did she realize that much 
worse was to come. John smiled as he thought of his own prick, one and 
a half inches in diameter and eight or nine inches long, going into his 
daughter's rectum.

He worked for some time with the slimmer tube and then reached for the 
larger size. He worked this in without too much difficulty until it 
reached to the top of her rectum. Now as the time for him to begin.

He tried for a moment to force two fingers into her asshole but she 
writhed in agony as he did this.

In the end he decided he would force home his prick whatever the 
consequences. He was too much roused to stop now; he simply had to 
bugger the girl even if he did hurt her agonizingly.

He rubbed his prick in the lubricant and placed it at the entrance to 
her rectum. Carefully he guided it in the entrance and he didn't have 
much difficulty in getting the tip of his cock into perhaps half an 
inch. He decided that if he got the right direction he would suddenly 
force it in as cruelly and mercilessly as possible; she would 
experience terrible pain for a few minutes, but then the worst would be 
over.

The man now got ready to violate the girl, to force up her anus his 
enlarged prick that would necessarily cause her excruciating pain.

Carol knew this but her eyes were bright with lust at the thought of 
his huge prick entering the girl's asshole. The evening had produced in 
her an overpowering horniness and now she had lost all sense of 
proportion to satisfy her sexual desire and lustfulness. She almost 
wanted the girl to be hurt.

So the moment had come for the father to bugger his daughter, and there 
was no turning back.

He let his weight go down to press the head of his big dick against the 
anal entrance and then guiding it with his right hand he suddenly 
lunged forward with tremendous force and rammed his prick into the 
girl.

The girl screamed out in agony, but the damage was done and her 
father's prick was home. She screamed and screamed as the frightful 
agony filled her being; the pain became even more excruciating, but 
finally she lay still, sobbing into the pillow.

"Look, I did my best to make it easy for you. But it was bound to hurt, 
at first. Now lie still for a while and I won't move 'til some of the 
pain is gone," her father spoke to her consolingly.

After a while the pain did ease a little and John began to move his 
prick an inch or so down her clinging rectum. It was a unique 
experience to feel the tight clinging membrane gripping his cock-head 
and rubbing against the foreskin. He moved it back an inch more then 
pressed it in again to the hilt.

The girl was silent and hardly moved as her father began the motion 
that would soon lead him to fuck her properly.

His rhythm slowly gathered momentum and his prick began to rake her 
burning asshole. She writhed in agony as he did so, but she knew that 
somehow she had to go through with it and decided to keep as still as 
possible 'til the pain subsided a little.

Now he was truly buggering his daughter.

He began to ram his prick, iron-hard, into her rectum, slamming it home 
as he bumped down on her asscheeks. Out to the sphincter and then back 
again like a piston. Without mercy he now began to frig it home with 
increased speed and force.

Carol looked on, her face showing her pleasure at seeing the girl's 
violation. She was so carried away that she began to urge him on. "Go 
on, John, fuck her. Bugger her. Don't spare her, my darling. Ram your 
cock home. She'll soon get used to it and begin to enjoy it. Go on, 
bugger away at her!"

John was now grinding his cock up and down with immensely powerful 
strokes and each time his prick raked the wriggling girl's anal 
membranes. He slammed it home without mercy, cruelly, ravagingly, 
conscious of the fact that he was buggering his daughter. He thought to 
himself that very few men had had this experience -- it was just as 
well because if they did no young girl would be safe!

He was coming to a climax now and felt the hot urge in his balls as 
they banged against Ursula's cunt. The moment had come when he would 
splash his spunk into his daughter's rectum and finally complete the 
violation that had begun when he fucked her a week or two before.

The spunk began to spurt and John rammed his cock into her with one 
tremendous heave. It spurted and splashed into her asshole as his cock 
throbbed and jerked, and soon he was lying inert -- his cock bathed in 
his hot seminal fluid deep inside the girl's anus.

He did not move for a time, then slowly withdrew his diminishing prick. 
Turning the girl over he kissed her on the lips. She clung to him and 
then said quietly, "It was terrible, but I see now that I had to go 
through with it one day. It was better with you than with anyone else, 
I'm sure."

"I'm glad you see it like that. Now you'll be able to have Carol's 
brother David in your asshole as I fuck you in the cunt. Would you like 
that?"

"Yes, I think I'll love that now. When is he coming?"

"Next weekend isn't it Carol?" John asked his wife.

"Yes, that's the idea. I've no doubt he'll enjoy it or any hump he can 
get, but he'll certainly be a bit surprised to screw a girl of 
fourteen. He's coming down from Oxford in the afternoon, so I suggest 
that you plan to come up here after supper that night."



Chapter 5


David, Carol's elder brother, duly arrived on the following Saturday.

He was a powerfully built young man of twenty-one or so, and when she 
saw him Ursula was at once attracted to him. But she began to wonder as 
she looked at him shyly how big his prick would be. She knew that she 
would have to undergo that terrible experience again, and prayed that 
at least his prick would not be in proportion to his size.

After supper, during which John told David about the happy week-ends 
they spent together, the four of them went to the large bedroom. David 
looked around wonderingly, scarcely believing that he might soon be 
having sexual relations with a teenage girl.

"I think we'd better begin by drawing lots. If we could separate into 
two pairs for the time being we could all come together later. In any 
case we've definitely agreed that David and I shall fuck Ursula at the 
same time."

"Well," said David, "there's hardly any question of pairs, it'll have 
to be Ursula and me, and you and Carol."

"Well, we'll just see what the luck of the draw brings." And with that 
he took four numbered tickets from a drawer, placed them in a box face 
downwards, and asked them to draw one in turn. The two even numbers go 
together and the two odd numbers. The men take a yellow slip and the 
girls a red one ..."

With that he walked over to the box, placed it on the table and said, 
"Go ahead, David."

David reached for one of the yellow slips and turned it over. It was 3.

"Now I'll take mine," said John. "It must of course be an even number." 
And with that he drew the 4. "Now your turn, Ursula."

Ursula put her hand in the box, drew a red slip and then turned it 
over. "It's the 6," she said.

David looked in astonishment at John.

"Well that settles it," John said. "It's me and Ursula, David and Carol 
..."

"But ..." David began, "Carol's my sister. I can't screw my own sister 
..."

"Yes you can, and you're going to," said John firmly. "Anyway, Ursula 
and I have plenty of chances to fuck each other, it'll be quite a 
change to see you fucking Carol."

David looked flustered and turned to Carol. "I don't know what to say, 
Carol. Do you want me to?"

Carol lifted her lovely head. There was a strange look in her face as 
she spoke. "Well, if that is the rule of the game we have to play it. 
That's all there is to it. Let's get on with it."

With that she walked towards the bed and began to undress. She took off 
her shoes, then lifted her sweater over her head, threw it on the floor 
and released the zip of her skirt. She stood there in her white bra, 
girdle, panties and stockings, looking at David. David did not move. He 
looked at his sister with a strange mixture of horror and lust.

"My God," he thought, "she really means it!"

It had never crossed his mind that he would one day find himself 
presented with a situation where he was expected to fuck his sister, 
least of all in the home of his sister's husband, and even more 
staggering in front of her husband and the husband's daughter by his 
first wife. He didn't know how to face it. He had never even thought 
about fucking Carol. But he had come here and had been ready to accept 
the suggestion that he should fuck the fourteen-year-old Ursula and he 
had felt excitement at the prospect. Girls of that age didn't come his 
way that easily and this was a chance he didn't want to miss. But to 
fuck his own sister?

And there his sister was standing in her underwear waiting for him to 
take her.

She looked at him challengingly, her eyes blazing with excitement. Her 
tits jutted out in her brassiere and the lovely womanly hips molded her 
girdle. Below her panties her lovely long legs, slightly parted, seemed 
to invite him.

"Well?" Carol asked.

David slowly began to take off his clothes. The father and daughter 
looked at him as he did so, waiting to see him in the nude. John 
wondered whether the man was roused, or whether, perhaps, some 
inhibition feeling about his sister would prevent him from getting a 
good erection. Ursula wanted to see the size of his cock so that she 
would know what to expect later.

As he slowly took off his jacket, unbuttoned his tie, threw off his 
shoes and began to unbutton his shirt, his sister took off her 
brassiere and stood there with her sensual breasts provocatively 
jutting from her body. She then took off her panties, undid the 
stocking fastened to the girdle, slipped them off, and now pulled the 
girdle down her legs. She stood there naked. Her luscious titties 
heaved as she waited and the challenge of her body almost terrified her 
brother. He had never seen her nude before, and he could scarcely 
believe that he was about to fuck anything so beautiful. He was now 
torn with a strange desire to rush at her, but at the same time his 
inhibitions pulled him the other way.

It was a fantastic moment for David and he hardly knew what he was 
doing as he took off his shirt and now began to unbutton his trousers. 
At last he took them off and stood naked except for his briefs.

At once it could be seen that he was roused. His cock jutted through 
his blue shorts, and it was evident that it was of substantial size. 
Very gradually he divested himself of his shorts and now stood naked in 
front of his sister and the two others.

He was dark like his sister, but broad and powerfully built. His prick 
was above average length and very thick. It stood erect, jutting from a 
mass of black pubic hair.

He felt a new excitement as his body was revealed to his sister's eyes, 
and he saw that she was herself moved by what she saw. He saw no way 
out now, and in any case he had suddenly decided that he must frig her. 
He was roused to a new type of excitement by the sight of Carol in the 
nude and the thought of having her, a kind of sex excitement he had 
never experienced before.

He stepped over to her and touched her lightly on the shoulder, his 
chest almost touching her nipples.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Carol?" he asked her quietly.

"It's obvious, isn't it? And you want me, don't you?"

David did not speak. He placed his hand on the back of her shoulder and 
led her to the bed. She got on the bed and lay down waiting for her 
brother to begin.

As she lay back David got on the bed at her side and taking her head in 
his hands he bent down and kissed her gently on the lips. But as soon 
as their lips touched it was as if some diabolical spark had jumped 
across the gap between them. As if drawn by magnetism their lips met 
and within a moment they were kissing each other with a violence that 
John with all his sexual experience had never seen before. The girl 
dragged her brother on top of her and pulled his lips to hers; he 
crushed her lovely mouth in hers, forced his tongue in, and began to 
rake and probe her with sensual passion.

He was on top of her and his prick sought her vagina. He rapidly guided 
it to the opening and within seconds he was deep inside her, his prick 
embedded in her receptive warm cunt.

Carol now clung to her brother, entwined her legs round him and began 
to arch her body so as to meet his now moving pecker. He forced his 
prick into her and was soon pounding away at her twat with long, 
probing strokes.

Now as he fucked his beautiful sister, as his very thick cock entered 
her vagina and reached into her luscious cunt, he admitted to himself 
that this was what he had always wanted. He knew that she would kiss 
just like that, and that her body would be receptive and sensual and 
that her cunt was the most luscious pussy in the world. He recalled a 
day four or five years ago when he had entered her room to see her 
standing naked. But he had only seen her back, the fine roundness of 
her buttocks, and the lovely naked legs. At that moment he had 
repressed a desire to rush forward and grab her to him. Now he was 
actually fucking her, fucking his sister as a result of drawing lots. 
Suppose it had been the other way round! He would never have had this 
fantastic experience, this wonderful joy of taking and seducing the 
lovely Carol. He forced his cock as deep as he could so that their 
pelvic bones crashed together, their pubic hair intermingling. In and 
out he rammed his prick as Carol moaned beneath him, moaning for him to 
take her completely.

She had always expected her brother would be like this, reticent, shy 
perhaps, but a humper to be reckoned with when it came to the point. 
She could feel his big prick thrusting inside her as his sensual lips 
continued to crush hers and his tongue probed her mouth. He was strong 
and he held her in an iron grip as he pounded into her twat. Yes, she 
wanted him to fuck her, fuck her as hard as he could, to take her and 
use her to the ultimate moment when their cock and cunt would seem to 
merge. Let him smash that thick cock home, let him grind her to pieces, 
she wanted him, wanted him to have the complete knowledge of her that 
could only come from the absolute consummation of fucking!

Now he was coming to his peak and as he did so she began to cry out 
herself.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Now fuck me as you've never fucked before, 
David. Fuck me so that we come at the same time. Oh God, come now, come 
now, NOW! Fuck me, my darling brother!"

And at that moment they came in one frantic orgasm; they came together 
in a final splitting consummation as the man poured his hot scalding 
spunk scum into her incestuous cunt-hole, and as her own cunt-juices 
flowed freely over his ravishing cock.

He released jet and jet of hot colomy sperm into his sister. Never 
before had his throbbing prick seemed so eager to give up its load, to 
continue to give its semen, to go on giving its cock-juice as if 
indefinitely. Never before had Carol had a man who had jerked so much 
scum into her cunt, so much hot scalding seminal liquid into the 
deepest recesses of her most private passage.

They lay back together, exhausted, their incestuous fuck complete and 
consummated. Then they talked gentle words of love as they relaxed from 
each other, the man holding his sister's hand and kissing her gently on 
the lips.

Chapter 6

Now it was time for Ursula.

John was already naked and fondling the girl's well-rounded teenage 
titties when David and Carol stirred themselves into action.

"I'd like you to suck my prick for a little while, Ursula, and later 
David and I will frig you together. While you suck me, it would be a 
good idea, I think, if you, Carol, and David got her asshole ready.

With that John sat at the edge of the bed, his prick waiting for the 
young girl's lips.

Ursula was soon sucking it avidly and within seconds she had brought on 
an enormous erection in her father. She sucked the large dick-head as 
she bent forward, taking the entire length of his prick into her mouth 
from time to time. While she sucked and licked her father's cock, David 
now roused at the thought of screwing the young girl as well, was 
leaning forward and opening the small anal entrance. As he did so 
Carol, impelled by some new desire, bent forward and brought her lips 
to the small hole. Soon she was probing the girl's rectum with her 
tongue, David doing his best to part the opening as much as possible to 
ease entry. Then gradually as Ursula bent forward to take in the full 
extent of her father's prick, Carol's lips moved down to the girl's 
exposed slit and she began to lick and probe her tongue at the girl's 
vagina.

But the time had come for the two men to fuck the girl. John was almost 
at the point of orgasm so he had to ask Ursula to relinquish his cock 
or he would not be able to fuck her for some time. And David was roused 
to such a pitch that his dick was already erect and he could scarcely 
wait to plunge it into the girl's asshole.

John said he would lie on the bed, and that Ursula should get on top of 
him, face down, and that David should fuck her from behind.

The girl mounted her father and his cock entered her cunt with ease.

She sat astride him and he pulled her forward onto his chest. Now Carol 
forced the lubricant up her asshole and David got on the bed, at first 
in a kneeling position, so that he could guide his cock into the girl's 
anus.

The moment had come for the fourteen-year-old; the moment when two 
grown-up men would take her and violate her at the same time. But she 
was wanting it to happen to her, and already she was excited by the 
father's huge, stiff cock as he moved up to force it deep into her 
vagina.

Then David leaned forward and pressed his dick-head against the brown 
hole. Positioning himself, he guided his prick into the entrance and 
then lunged forward. As he did so the girl screamed out in agony, 
"Uuuuuggghh! Ow, ooooohhhh! Uuuuugggghhh! You're hurting me. Ooooo! 
Oh!"

But it was too late. The man's prick had buried itself to the hilt in 
the girl's anus and she was now sandwiched between the two men.

It was a new and terrible experience. She felt that she was spiked as 
if on a railing, a huge prick sticking into her vagina, and another 
pressing deep up into her asshole. But already she could see that it 
was going to be terribly exciting.

He father worked his cock slowly up and down her vagina, and as he did 
so he could feel the pressure of David's cock through the thin membrane 
separating her vagina and asshole. Gradually David was able to work in 
the same rhythm and the two dick-heads moved up and down the girl's 
passages, pressing against each other with a strange lewd thrill 
through the membrane.

John had been roused almost to the point of orgasm by the girl's 
sucking his prick, and he was soon at the point of coming, while David, 
after fucking his sister was now carried away with lust at the feel of 
his prick in the tight asshole of the girl. They were both close to 
orgasm as they frigged their pricks in unison.

As they thrust up the girl's two passages together for about the 
twentieth time their climax could not be delayed any longer and as John 
felt David's cock begin to jerk through the membrane he moved in a 
final thrust to bring his prick to the very top of his daughter's 
vagina. With that his climax came, and he was spurting his sperm into 
her womb. As his cock jerked and throbbed against the membrane 
separating the two passages, David let go and felt his own scum 
spurting into the girl's asshole. The two men moved and groaned as they 
completed their orgasms, splashing and jerking their hot sperm into the 
girl in great spasms.

The girl was too excited to do more than let them do what they wanted 
with her. She could hardly move and her whole feeling seemed to be 
concentrated in her two passages. She was unaware of anything but the 
two pricks in her body, two pricks now spurting their sperm into her, 
scalding and burning her as she tried to squirm and reach her own 
climax. As the two men began to subside from the comes, she moved her 
body on the two pricks and in one great gasp of joy she flooded her 
cunt-juices over her father's cock.

*  *  *  *  *

It was time now for David to fuck Ursula, and for John to screw his 
wife. David took the girl to the guest room and after making love to 
her for a while he began to fuck her with all the vigor at his command. 
Now he was really screwing the child. She was at his mercy and he was 
going to enjoy himself. He slammed his cock in and out of her cunt, 
gripping her asscheeks in his strong hands as he did so, and pulling 
her to him to meet his thrusts with cruel force. The girl moaned and 
cried out with pleasure as the man fucked her brutally, ravishing her 
and violating her girlish passage. He finally reached his climax after 
ten minutes pounding effort, by which time the girl was in a dream 
land, scarcely knowing what was happening to her.

He finally rammed his cock home to spurt his semen for the first time 
into her waiting vagina. The girl lay back almost unconscious from the 
exhausting frigging experiences of the evening.

Meanwhile John was fucking Carol. They had come together again, renewed 
from their various experiences, but knowing that each time they had 
more to give to each other than ever before.

John was kissing his wife's lips gently and his cock was moving slowly 
and rhythmically inside her welcoming cunt. She was clinging to him 
tightly so that her breasts were crushed against his chest. Then, 
gradually, he began to fuck her in real earnest. Now he was fucking the 
best woman he had ever had, and somehow his lust was sharpened by the 
fact that David had fucked her an hour or so ago. Indeed, his prick was 
moving up and down a vagina lubricated by another man's semen.

As his prick raked her cunt, rubbed against her cervix, and he felt his 
orgasm build up in his lower body, Carol began to cry out to him. She 
first asked him to fuck her, but her cries grew more excited as he 
probed her innermost being.

"Tonight you must hump me more fully than ever. You've got to fuck me 
as you've never fucked me before, John. Do you understand? Fuck me, 
fuck me for ever!" The girl screamed at him with desire as he rammed 
his cock into her cunt with renewed energy and lust as her cries 
provoked him to the limit of his powers.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she continued to cry and then she moaned and sobbed 
as her husband frigged her cunt.

Now he was reaching a frenzied climax and he could give no more. Within 
seconds he must come and splash home his sperm into his wife's cunt. 
And as he did so the girl heaved her body to meet him so that his prick 
was forced into the very uterus itself, ramming home as his hot scum 
scalded her insides.

Now it was the moment of perfection as John and Carol reached their 
fantastic and frenzied consummation that left behind all other orgasms 
of their lives together.

The weekend was spent by the four of them in more family frigging and 
by Monday morning they had been together in every possible combination. 
And it was agreed that within another few weeks they should get 
together for the same purpose. It would be wonderful, Carol thought, to 
be fucked by her brother again, and John looked forward impatiently to 
fucking his daughter as well as buggering her asshole while David 
fucked her. John was also looking forward to watching David bugger his 
wife as that interesting prick and asshole situation had been omitted 
from their first weekend.

The End
