Evening came, and Guy did not show up for the long talk he had promised his daughter. By ten o'clock, Judy gave up hope and got into her nightgown, wondering if Guy was always going to be this busy. She was just turning down her bed, however, when there was a knock at her door and, without waiting for her answer, Guy walked in.
"Well," he grinned, "better late than never, right? I'm sorry I'm so late, honey, but there was a million things to do."
"Oh, that's all right," muttered Judy. "At least you got here. Please sit down." She wondered if she ought to put on a robe over her shortie nightgown; but when Guy appeared to take no notice, she decided to forget it.
They took chairs before the fireplace, and Guy had drinks brought up for them. Their talk was easy, pleasant, as they caught up on each other's lives. Judy felt encouraged to ask her father about what was uppermost in her mind.
"Guy," she said, "if it won't bother you to talk about it, would you tell me just why you and Mother were divorced? I've always wanted to know, but she refused to talk about it."
He smiled a little doubtfully. "Well, honey, it doesn't bother me, but it might bother you."
"No, it won't," urged Judy. "Please tell me."
He reached out to pat her hand. "All right, if that's what you want. To put it briefly and bluntly, Judy, your mother was frigid. She literally hated to screw. I'm a normal, healthy man, and I couldn't take it. Well, I tried, but it was no good. So I asked her for a divorce. I think she was glad to give it to me. And that's about it."
Judy was blushing furiously, mainly at his frank language, but she found the ring of truth in what he said. Her mother, although conscientious as a parent, had been a cold puritanical woman. She had never shown any interest in men while Judy had known her, and she had treated the idea of remarriage with shuddering contempt. At last Judy understood, and she pitied her mother deeply. What a terrible gap in anyone's life, not to enjoy sex!
"I'm sorry," Judy said. "It must have been hard for you."
"It was hell," Guy Prince said simply. "But it's all over now. I've never regretted the divorce. There's only one thing that's worried me all these years." He gave Judy an affectionate but curious smile. "I worried that she might pass her feelings along to you. She didn't, did she, Judy? That is, you're not frigid? I assume, since you told me about your young man, that you enjoy sex?"
Judy was blushing deeply, unable to meet his eyes. She simply didn't share his ability to talk openly about sex. But she had to answer him: "I have no problems in that respect," she stammered.
"Hey, I didn't mean to embarrass you!" Guy laughed. "Come here!"
To Judy's astonishment, her husky, handsome father reached out and drew her onto his lap. She felt ridiculous but she didn't resist. After all, he'd been cheated of holding her like this when she was a little girl. She felt she ought to indulge him. His flannel shirt was rough and itchy against her bare arms, and his jeans felt warm against her bare legs. She felt her buttocks grazing his crotch, and she gently moved over a little so that she was sitting on his right thigh instead. Guy had one burly arm around her shoulder, one rough hand on her knee, and he was grinning happily.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this," he smiled. "I never got to hold my little girl before. You don't mind, do you?"
As a matter of fact, she did, but she blushed and replied, "Oh, no. I just feel a little old for it, that's [missing text]."
Guy grinned and squeezed her shoulder. "I have to make up for lost time, sweetheart, so bear with me. Ummm, you smell nice! Just the way a girl ought to smell. What is it, perfume?"
"Baby powder," blushed Judy.
Guy laughed. "See, you're still my baby! And so pretty, too. I can't get over how pretty you are. I feel very lucky."
"Thank you," Judy stammered. She had just remembered that she was wearing no panties under her short nightgown, and she cursed herself for the oversight, praying that Guy wouldn't notice.
"Do I get a kiss?" he was asking.
"Oh, Guy, really!" Judy cried, blushing deeper than ever. She remembered the way he had kissed her on the mouth that afternoon, and she did not approve.
"Aw, come on!" urged Guy. "I'm your father, after all! Just a little peck on the cheek, that'll do fine."
Judy complied reluctantly. His cheek was smooth, and she appreciated the fact that hi had recently shaved. He smelled good.
"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he smiled. He hugged her closer against him, and Judy felt the heat of his body even though his shirt and jeans. He was muscular, hard, powerful, and somehow it all frightened her.
"I think I'll get off now, Guy," she said timidly. He held her fast, still grinning. "Aw, don't spoil my good time, sweetheart! Just let me hold you a minute longer. I'm a lonely old cuss, and I don't get many chances to hold a pretty girl on my lap."
That made Judy think of something. "Why haven't you remarried, Guy? I mean, you said you were a normal, healthy man, and…" She broke off, blushing.
"And that I dig sex," he finished for her. "That's right. But you're an educated young lady, so you must know that it's possible to have sex without marriage. I've kept in practice, I assure you. But I never met a woman I wanted to live with twenty-four hour a day for the rest of my life. Maybe I'm too choosy. I'm not lucky like you – I didn't find the ideal person."
Judy sighed as his words reminded her of Rick. "I hope you'll meet him soon, Guy," she said. "He really is a wonderful person."
"I'm sure he is, darling," Guy answered. "I can tell you're very much in love with him, and I'm happy for you. I bet you miss him, too, don't you?"
"Oh, yes!" sighed Judy.
"Then close your eyes," Guy said softly, "and pretend it's him that's holding you. That might help."
Judy found the idea rather silly, but she complied in order to please her father. She closed her eyes and lay submissively against bin chest. Guy caressed her shoulder and her knee, then kissed her cheek and hair. It was pleasant in a way. The warmth of the fire, and the slight high she'd gotten from the drinks, combined to make her limp and drowsy. But she could never mistake Guy's big callused hands for Rick's. The deception wouldn't work.
"Better?" Guy whispered.
"Ummm," Judy replied, making as vague an answer as she could. She wished he would let her go now; she was getting sleepy and wanted to go to bed. But it was their first long time alone together, and she would not rush it.
"So pretty," Guy muttered, "so sweet." He bent and kissed her neck, and she felt the hot, wet tip of his tongue on her flesh. It made her shiver. His hand was creeping slowly down from her shoulder, dangerously close to touching her breast. Judy moved down a little, to escape his touch, and then, to her chagrin, found herself sitting on his crotch again. She felt a sudden hardening and twitching, then realized with horror that he was getting a hard-on.
"Guy!" she squeaked, sitting up abruptly. "I think that's enough!"
"You felt it, too?" he grinned brazenly.
"Felt what?" cried Judy indignantly, knowing perfectly well what he meant.
"Felt my cock get hard," he answered calmly. "That's why you jumped up and squeaked. But there's no reason to be shocked, dear. Like I said before, I have all the feeling of a normal, healthy man. It's impossible for me to hold a beautiful girl on my lap and not feel anything."
"Then you shouldn't have held me!" exclaimed Judy, pushing at his chest. He was so incredibly strong, however, that she could not get loose. "Please, Guy," she pleaded, "this has gone far enough! Let me go now!"
He pulled her roughly toward him and kissed her on the mouth, stuffing his thick tongue inside. Judy whimpered and struggled, without success. One brawny arm pinned her body against his, and with his free hand he cupped her small, pretty breast through her nightgown. When he broke the kiss, his face was flushed.
"Sweet little tits," he said hoarsely. "Let me see [missing text]."
"Guy, stop!" Judy struggled frantically.
"You're defeating your own purpose, my dear," he replied. "Feeling your cute little ass pound in my lap, you're only making me harder. Come on, now, don't be such a prude! I just want to look at you. I want to see how my daughter looks, after all. I want to see more than just your free."
"Please, Guy," Judy said desperately. "I don't like this. It isn't right. Let me go."
"Uh-uh," he laughed, "not till I've satisfied my curiosity. Just let the old man have a look, okay?" He rose suddenly, with Judy in his arms, and carried her effortlessly toward the bed.
"Guy!" she shrieked. "What are you doing? Put me down!"
He deposited her on the bed, and Judy instantly tried to scramble off again. He didn't stop smiling, but he seized her wrist and held it hard, just on the paint of hurting her, arid she understood. He was warning her of what she knew very well, that in a struggle with him she didn't stand a chance. She gave a little sob and lay back on the bed. She was certain now that Guy had had too much to drink, and that he would feel dreadful about his behavior in the morning. But right now there was no reasoning with him, and she was willing to permit him to look at her, if that would satisfy him. Drunk and belligerent, he could easily hurt her if she resisted.
"That's my girl," he said in his raspy voice. "Nothing to be afraid of. Just let me look at you."
He stood beside the bed, stooping a little, and grabbed the hem of her nightgown. Judy felt herself blushing all over as he slowly raised the garment, pulling it upward till her breasts were uncovered. He stuffed it there, wedging it under her arms, leaving her almost entirely naked to his eyes. He whistled.
"Oh, my God!" he said wonderingly. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"
Judy took one look at his flushed, excited face, then closed her eyes. She prayed he'd satisfy his curiosity quickly, then go away and leave her alone. There was silence for a while, except for Guy's heavy breathing, and Judy fought the urge to squirm under his gaze, to cover her tits and snatch with her hands. It just wasn't right for a father to look at his daughter like that. Yet Guy had seemed so honest and decent up to now.
He spoke at last. "Perfect tits, you know that? Some men might consider them small, but to me they're ideal. I never went for the watermelon types. Pink nipples, too – beautiful! Yes, Judy, you have a nearly perfect body. Your snatch is a little small for a grown woman, perhaps, but I can hardly quibble when everything else is so lovely. I envy your young man, Rick, possessing all that. I hope he appreciates it."
"Thank you, Guy," Judy said shyly, opening her eyes. "Is that all? Can I go to bed now? I'm very tired."
"Wait," he smiled, "indulge me. I haven't seen the other side yet. Roll over, there's a good girl."
Judy obeyed quickly, glad to hide her tits and pussy from his feverish eyes. She'd noticed that he had an enormous hard-on by now, the crotch of his pants bulging grotesquely. Oh, God, how had she gotten herself into this insane situation?
"Cutest little ass I've ever seen," Guy chuckled, reaching out to pat it. "Yes sir, I sure have a gorgeous daughter!"
Judy flinched as his callused hand touched her ass. "Please, Guy," she whimpered, "don't touch me! Looking is bad enough!"
He squeezed one asscheek firmly. "Bad? What's bad about a little pat on the ass, sugar?" He used both hands now, kneading and squeezing her buttocks, and she felt his big thumb easing into the crease, rubbing her tightly puckered anus. That was too much for Judy. With a shriek, she rolled away from him, onto her back again. Guy grinned down at her.
"That's okay, honey," he leered. "I wanted to touch those sweet little titties of yours, too."
Judy glared and tugged at her nightie, but Guy swiftly seized her wrists, giving the same warning pressure as before. "Now, be a nice little girl," he hissed, "and I won't have to hurt you. Just lie back there and let me touch you, that's all I ask." Then, in a gentler voice, "I really don't want to get rough with you, Judy."
Judy sobbed and obeyed, closing her eyes. She knew she was being cowardly, but she couldn't stand much pain. Then she gasped as she felt her father's rough hands closing around her breasts, almost reverently cupping them.
"Aw, Jesus!" he sighed. "Great little boobs! So firm and nice!" He put his thumbs on Judy's light-pink nipples and began to rub them. There was nothing Judy could do about the response: her nipples automatically stiffened and poked erect. Guy crawled heavily onto the bed to lie beside her, and then she felt his hot breath on her tits. His tongue lashed one nipple, then the other. If Rick had been doing that to her, she would have been in ecstasy – but with her own father tonguing her breasts, she felt only horror.
"You like that, sugar?" he asked.
"No, I don't!" Judy cried angrily, sitting up and glaring at him. He was really going too far now! She was ready to fight, even if it hurt. "This must stop, Guy! I won't have any more of it! It's wrong and you know it! Now, please, get out of my room!"
"Now, now, baby!" Guy laughed, quickly taking his hands off her breasts. "No need to get upset! Just a little harmless fun, that's all. And I haven't finished yet." Still grinning at her, he suddenly cupped her furry cunt. Judy gasped, then swung blindly at him, and he laughed and caught her hand before it hit him. Judy began to kick, and he had to move out of the way. That gave her the chance she needed, to scramble off the bed and head for the door.
Guy reached out almost lazily and caught her around the waist before she had gone a foot. He pulled her down on the bed again, pinning her with the weight of his own body, and kissed her, stuffing his hot tongue deep into her mouth. Judy pushed at his shoulders but could not budge him.
"Guy!" she sobbed when he ended the kiss. "Please! Come to your senses! This can't go on!"
"I don't see why not," he said easily. "I don't see why you and I shouldn't have ourselves a nice little fuck."
"GUY!" Judy wailed. "You can't be serious!"
"Never more serious in my life," he grinned.
"You know I want it, and I kind of think you do, too."
"Well, you're wrong!" cried Judy angrily. "I'd die before I'd go to bed with my own father! Don't you realize how wrong that would be?"
"Nope," said Guy, leaning on her more heavily. "I'll tell you what I realize, honey. I realize you're a pretty young woman, almost a stranger to me, and that it's natural for me to get turned on by you. I realize that I'm horny as hell. And I realize that you love to get it from that boyfriend of yours. Only he's not here to take care of you, so why shouldn't I help out. We can do each other a big favor."
"But it's incest!" shrieked Judy.
"No shit?" laughed Guy. "Well, it won't be the first time that taboo's been violated. No harm in it, so long as I don't knock you up. I had a little look through your room today, and I found some birth control pills – so I assume there's no problem there."
"For the last time, no!" cried Judy. "I won't do it! Get out of here and, leave me alone!"
Guy grinned, then got off her and began to unbutton his shirt. "You won't regret it, honey. I didn't tell you before, but your old man's quite a stud. I'd bet you any amount of money that I can do it for you better than that young fiance of yours. After all, I've had a lot more experience. Yes, baby, you're gonna enjoy this a lot, I promise you!"
Judy made one more attempt to escape, but she was not even off the bed before Guy pushed her violently back again, knocking the breath from her. For the first time that night, he looked angry. "Now, cut the crap!" he growled. "I'm gonna fuck you, and that's that! I'll fuck you if I have to knack you out first, understand?"
Judy sobbed. She lay limp on the bed now, not resisting any longer. She knew Guy could easily break her neck if she went on antagonizing him. He looked more kindly at her now, and he was almost tender as he pulled her nightgown off over her head. Then he stood beside the bed and took off his clothes.
Through her tears, he appeared hazy at first, and Judy only had an impression of tremendous power and strength. Then gradually she could see him more clearly, and she found herself watching him undress as if she were hypnotized. His enormously broad shoulders and chest seemed almost to burst gratefully from the confinement of his shirt, yet as he stepped out of his jeans, she saw that his waist, hips, and buttocks were trim and hard. He drew his t-shirt off over his head, and she saw that his chest was thickly matted with black and silver hairs. Last of all he removed his shorts, and Judy nearly gasped as she saw his erect cock. Bigger even than Rick's, it was almost ludicrously swollen and long, larger than she'd imagined a cock could be. In fierce erection it nuzzled his belly, extending nearly to his navel. It was brutishly thick, and the circumcised glands were dark purple, oozing clear cream. His balls, too, were huge and swollen, forcing his legs slightly apart. Judy imagined taking that gigantic length of meat into her small cunt, and she shuddered.
Guy noted the direction of her gaze and grinned. "Pretty respectable piece of equipment, isn't it?" he asked. When Judy only looked pale and terrified, he went on: "Aw, now, honey, don't look at it like it was gonna bite you! You're gonna have fun, believe me! Just take it easy, and forget all those silly notions of yours about incest. I don't care what you call it, it's just plain old-fashioned fun to me!"
But Judy could not forget. All the while Guy talked, she was thinking desperately, plotting how to get out of the situation. Actually going through with it was unthinkable. She had told Guy the truth, that she would rather die than sleep with her own father. Now as he stood beside the bed, rubbing his hands in anticipation, she had an idea.
"Please," she said meekly, "I don't think I can go through with this unless I have a drink. Would you get me one?"
"Why, sure, sweetie," Guy leered. "Sounds like a good idea. Might make you a lot more, hot for me." He crossed the room, to a small table with a bottle and ice bucket, and Judy seized the chance to race for the door. She didn't care if she had to run naked down the hall to get help, and she no longer cared about the reputation of her father's lodge. All she could think of was avoiding what she considered literally a fate worse than death.
"What the hell?" Guy growled, turning swiftly. She had gotten only halfway to the door when he somehow sensed her intention. Now he snarled and lunged for her, and Judy shrieked and ran faster. She came tantalizingly close to escape, her fingers just touching the doorknob, when the powerful man reached her, seizing her tightly around the waist and dragging her back toward the bed.
"God damn it!" he thundered. "I've had just about all I can take from you, you silly little cunt! I said it, and I mean it – if you keep fighting me, I'll knock you senseless and have you that way! It's not the way I want it, but if necessary I'll do it! Now, you gonna shape up?"
Judy answered by clawing his hands, making him let go of her. Again she ran for the door, but again Guy was too fat, too strong. He grabbed her wrist, forcing her arm behind her till she whimpered with pain. She went down on her knees, but he relaxed his grip only a little. She could hear his harsh breathing behind her.
"Judy, for God's sake! Don't make me hurt you! You gotta realize, there's no way out of this. You can't beat me. All you can do is relax and take it. Now, why don't you show same sense? Get up on that bed and do as I say. No sense making it hard on yourself."
Judy felt pain and bewilderment. Many times she had read and heard that a woman cannot be raped against her will, that if she fights hard enough, penetration is not possible. But now, with Guy, she didn't believe that any more. It was clear to her that he could inflict enough pain on her to make her do anything. She knew she was going to be raped very soon, that her own strength and determination could not prevent it. Only her cunning would save her, yet she was fresh out of ideas. Guy would not fall for the same trick again, giving her a chance to run for the door. All she could do was appeal to his sense of decency – if, indeed, he had any.
"Please, Guy," she sobbed, "I just don't want to! Don't force me! I don't want to do it with anybody but Rick – can't you understand that?"
"Oh, sure," he said, still gripping her wrist tightly, "I understand your old-fashioned notions of fidelity and all that. But that doesn't mean they're right. Besides, Rick won't know about it unless you tell him. Nobody will know about it. We can have ourselves a whale of a time, little girl, and it'll just be our secret. And if nobody knows, how can you object?"
"Just because I DO!" wailed Judy. "Isn't that enough? Do you like forcing women into bed with you? I didn't think you were that kind of man!"
"I never had to force a woman into bed with me," he said, "except your mother. And I won't be forcing you, either, Judy. I know plenty of ways to turn you on, to make you want it. Let me show you, honey – it'll make it a lot easier on both of us."
Judy did not answer. There was nothing to say that she hadn't said already, no point in arguing with him. All she could do was watch her chances for escape. Now Guy released her wrist at last – it hurt dreadfully, even though he hadn't used his full strength on it – and bent down and lifted her in his arms. She recoiled slightly from the wiry touch of his thick chest hairs as he carried her toward the bed. He set her down gently on her back, then stretched out beside her and began to pet her pussy as if it were a small timid animal.
"Now, you just take it easy, baby," he crooned. "Let me do all the work. I'll make you want it, real quick."
This much Judy doubted. It might almost be a blessing if Guy could make her horny, because then she would cooperate and her ordeal would be over soon. But not in her wildest dreams could she imagine getting the hots for her own father. Of course there had been that first day, on the porch of the lodge, when she'd admired his looks – but she hadn't known then that he was her father. Now it was different. She was far too much aware of their relationship ever to have a sexual thought about him.
Guy was still stroking her cunt, speaking low and soothingly to her. "Just take a look at my dick," he said. "Think about getting that meat deep in your cunt. Doesn't that do something for you? You know right now how good it's gonna be, don't you?"
Judy recognized a persuasive quality in his voice, and she could well imagine how he turned women on – provided they weren't his own daughter! She was sure her father had a way with the ladies. If only he had someone here at the lodge, to have an affair with. Then he wouldn't be driven to attempt this terrible act.
"That's my girl, that's just fine," Guy was saying, mistaking her numb horror for submission. "Now I'll do something real nice for you, honey, something that'll make you want me bad. I'm gonna eat your pussy."
"NO!" Judy was shocked into action again. She sat up and tried to twist away from him, but Guy seized her wrists and easily forced her down again. He crawled between her legs, spreading them wide, then lowered his face toward her cunt.
"No, Guy, please!" cried Judy.
He grinned knowingly. "Yeah, you don't want it, because you know how good it's gonna feel, right?"
Without waiting for a reply, Guy pressed his lips to his daughter's small snatch, kissed it, and then wriggled his tongue between the curly lips to discover her clitoris. It was a fat, pink, moist little bump of flesh that invited his eye. He flicked out his tongue, tickled the tiny shaft, then began to lash it vigorously, making the little rosy organ tremble and stiffen.
Judy suppressed a moan of pleasure. She felt her cunt come alive and begin to ooze its cream. Damn him! Why did he have to do this thing to her? It didn't matter whose tongue was doing the job, even her father's – it felt great! She forced herself to lie absolutely still, not to betray her enjoyment in any way as Guy continued to lash and tickle her clit with the stiff wet tip of his tongue, but inside she was seething with sweet sensations. Rick often did this to her, and it never failed to make her violently horny. She prayed it would not have the same effect now. But unfortunately for her, Guy knew just what he was doing and how to do it best. As he'd said, he had had years of practice.
Now, having licked her fat little clit into miniature erection, he moved on, snaking his slick hot tongue in and out of the pink folds of her labia. Judy found this very pleasurable, too, and it was something Rick had not done to her very often. She was surprised at the sensitivity and receptiveness of those plump fleshy lips around her cunt mouth. Guy tongued them thoroughly, deliciously, and again she found herself close to moaning aloud, felt her cunt tingling and creaming. But she gave him no sign of her pleasure.
"Here's something I bet your boyfriend never did," chuckled Guy.
"Oooooo!" gasped Judy in spite of herself as she felt his thick wet tongue sliding into her cunt.
The sensation was heavenly. She could hardly hold still. And he was right, Rick had never done this to her. She wished he had. With him, she could have enjoyed it without restraint. Guy inched his fat tongue into her very slowly, sensuously, and Judy fought her own natural instinct to meet his delicious advance with a flood of vaginal juices. She mustn't cream, mustn't give herself away! Now he was licking inside her, and she wanted to shriek with joy and fling her legs open as wide as they would go. But she held still. Her stiff posture prevented Guy from getting his tongue more than halfway into her cunt, and he panted his dissatisfaction. Seizing her legs, he forced them up till her knees rested on her tits, leaving her pussy wide open to him. Then he jammed his face against her vulva and forced his tongue into her as far an he could. Judy felt the effects, a delicious wiggling deep in her cunt. She clenched her teeth in order not to moan her profound pleasure. Still Guy wasn't satisfied. He pulled her thighs wide apart, thrust his tongue again, and Judy felt him tickling her womb with the very tip of his tongue.
"Ahhhhh!" she sobbed.
She hated herself for that exclamation, but the stunning pleasure of feeling his stiff tongue tip on her very womb had forced the cry from her. To her shame, she felt her cunt creaming hotly all around his impaling tongue. A low gurgle from Guy testified that he felt it, too, that he knew he had broken through her resistance at last. He began to tongue-fuck her very fast and forcefully, jamming his thick tongue in and out of her cunt. Judy did not cry out again, but she could not control the steady and abundant flow of juices in her cunt, and she could not help obeying the instinct to arch her pussy up to his face, literally feeding it to him. Her joy was so intense that she knew she would climax in another few seconds. It was with great relief, then, that she felt Guy's tongue pulling out. She couldn't have born the humiliation of coming in front of him.
Now he raised his head and grinned at her, wiping her sticky, glistening cream from his face. "Well, now!" he chuckled. "We're getting somewhere at last! That really made you hot, didn't it?"
Judy sobbed in anger and humiliation. "Of course it did! It would any normal woman! But that doesn't mean I want to make love to you!"
"Now, now!" he smiled. "No need to be modest. We both know your little cunt's all creamy and hot, ready for my meat. So let's not waste any more time."
Gazing down at her pussy with a smile of conquest, Guy knelt between her legs, seized his grossly thick, long cock, and prepared to stuff it into the gasping little hole of Judy's cunt. She saw the huge purple head, oozing cream from its dark hole, then felt it slide along her vulva in a teasing approach to her vagina.
"NO!" she screamed. "Dear God, NO!"
She flailed out blindly with her arms, twisting away at the same time, and for once she caught Guy off guard. He had been so sure of her surrender that he only gawked now as the slender girl rolled away from him and half fell off the bed. Judy stumbled, then got to her feet and ran for the door. This was absolutely her last chance and she knew it. There was no telling what Guy might do to her if she didn't succeed in getting away now.
With a growl of rage, he was after her. She was frantically twisting the doorknob, only to remember that the door was set to lock automatically. She cursed her stupidity, reached for the lock – and then Guy's huge hairy arms were around her waist, lifting her and carrying her back to the bed.
He seemed beyond anger now, his voice almost weary. "Come on back to bed, little girl," he sighed. "Come on and get balled. It's gonna happen, no matter what you do, so you might as well give up."
Judy fought wildly, but he seemed to take no notice of her struggles. He dropped her onto the bed, and she just as quickly tried to crawl off again. Guy squelched this attempt by simply falling on her, pinning her with his much superior weight and knocking her breathless. As she struggled for air, she felt her small breasts crushed beneath his hair-matted chest, felt his hipbones grinding against hers, and felt pain as he jammed a knee between her legs, trying to open them.
She held her legs tightly together, but soon the pain was too much, and with a sob she allowed his knee to slip between them. Guy followed up with the other knee, began moving her legs slowly apart, while Judy wept and clawed and bit. Nothing seemed to daunt him. She left bloody scratches on his weathered face, white teeth marks cc his shoulders, but Guy paid no attention. He was fully concentrated on spreading her legs, and in a moment his strength prevailed over her resistance. With a heavy sigh, he sank onto her, his hips firmly wedged between her outspread thighs. She felt his iron-hard cock pushing painfully against her vulva, seeking entrance to her cunt, and she wept hysterically.
"Honey, don't cry!" Guy panted maneuvering his huge prick between her legs. "A's not gonna hurt you! You just wait, it'll feel real fine!"
"Oh, no!" wailed Judy as Guy's big cock at last found its mark and she felt the fat, creaming glands slip into the tiny mouth of her cunt. "No, no, no!"
Guy held down her flailing arms, gave a sharp thrust of his hips, and they both gasped as they felt his long stiff prick glide halfway up Judy's tightly clenched cunt. She resisted him even there, contracting her cunt muscles as hard as she could, making his penetration extremely laborious.
"Uh, uh, UH!" he panted, working with all his strength to push his heavy meat deeper into her. "Aw, shit, baby, open up! Let me get it in!"
"No!" sobbed Judy. "Take it out of me!"
But Guy persisted, sweat beading on his back, and with one more brutal shove, he was fully into her, his huge shaggy balls resting against her ass. He paused for breath, and Judy did, too; she was stuffed so tightly that she feared her cunt would burst.
"There," he sighed, "I'm in, honey, all the way. Don't fight it any more, because I'm gonna stay there till I shoot. Relax, let me make it good for you."
Judy wondered what was the point in further resistance. Her father's cock was deep in her now, and that was the thing she'd tried to prevent. She had lost the main battle, and she lacked the strength to fight minor ones. With a sob of surrender, she lay back limp on the bed, unmoving and unresponding, deciding to let him fuck her and get it over with. She relaxed her cunt muscles, and Guy responded with a snort of delight.
"Oh, yeah, that's my girl!" he exclaimed. "Now we'll have some fun!"
Supporting himself on his arms, so he could watch the swift action of his fat white cock in her tiny hole, Guy began to ball his daughter in long, powerful strokes. Each time the shaft emerged, it glistened brighter with her cream, and each time it rammed into her, Judy unwillingly flinched and gasped. It didn't hurt, but it filled her so full that she couldn't help exclaiming each time it butted her womb. She realized that any other woman would have considered her father a great lay, or, as he himself put it, quite a stud. His cock was huge, thick, and he knew just bow to use it. She felt the hard slick shaft raking her tilt and labia, and knew that if Rick had been ticking her that way, she would have been responding with yelps and squeals of pleasure. But her heart was hardened against her father.
Seeing that she did not resist him any longer, Guy thrust his big hands under her small round buttocks and raised her pelvis up to meet his thrusts more deeply. He began to ball her faster, and the action got noisy as his enormously thick cock pumped and churned her juices. He looked down expectantly at her pale face, hoping for a reaction.
"Come on, baby!" he urged. "Give in to it! Dig it! Doesn't the old man's cock feel good in there?"
Judy closed her eyes to avoid his lewd stare. She wished with all her heart that he was Rick, so she could enjoy the superb fucking he was giving her. As it was, she had to concentrate all her will power on not feeling anything, and with a cock his size, with a man of his experience and skill, that was far from easy. The repeated rubbing of his slick shaft against her cunt and labia was delicious, just the sort of thing that normally would have made her come in a matter of minutes. The stretching and stuffing of her little cunt was lewdly exciting. But she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her enjoy it.
"Come on, honey!" he panted. "Tell me you like it! I know you do! I can feel you creaming all over my cock!"
That was true. To her chagrin, Judy felt her cunt responding to his delicious friction, gushing its juices to make their fucking even more noisy and slick and hot. She felt a powerful urge to move her hips in time to his strokes. Oh, why, why did he have to be her father? If he was anyone else, she would have admitted joyfully that she'd never been so well balled.
"Yes, yes, you like it!" Guy whispered hotly in her ear. "Daddy's meat feels really good to you, doesn't it, baby?"
"No!" wailed Judy, provoked to answer, and knowing, as she said it that she was lying. Shit, yes, it felt good! With a sob, she began to move her hips, meeting each plunge of his cock, their bellies slapping gently.
"Yeah, yeah," Guy chanted, "move with me! Take it in deep, honey!"
Judy moaned, half in humiliation and half in joy. To move with him made it twice as good, and she couldn't stop now. She began to grind her pussy lustily around his impaling shaft. Guy caught her excitement and began to feed his prick into her faster and harder than ever, their bellies smacking loudly together now, and his balls banging furiously against her ass.
"Now you love it!" he rasped. "You love the old man's cock! Tell me, baby, tell me how you love it!"
"Oh, no, NO!" shrieked Judy, as if the volume of her response could cover up her lie. She was close to coming, yet she didn't want to come for this man.
Guy grasped her asscheeks tighter and began to pump her pelvis against him, giving her cunt as much friction as possible. Judy's face contorted with wild pleasure, and she began to moan and squeal and dig her fingers into his broad, sweaty shoulders. Never had she experienced such sensual joy.
"Tell me! Tell me!" Guy panted. "Do you love Daddy's meat?"
"Ahhhhh!" groaned Judy.
"Tell me!" Guy demanded, beginning to saw and twist his cock inside her in a way that made her scream with delight.
"YES!" Judy wailed. "Yes, yes, I love it! Ohhhhh!"
"Baby!" Guy almost wept, his conquest complete in every sense. "Call me Daddy! I want to hear you say it!"
That much Judy could not bring herself to do. She clenched her teeth. But just then an explosive orgasm rippled through her cunt, the most powerful and delicious climax she'd ever experienced, and she could no longer stifle her cries.
"Daddy!" she shrieked. "Yet! So good, oh, God! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me, ooooooo!"
Judy flung her legs out wide, and Guy hammered his cock into her with blinding speed. "Gonna come in you, little girl," he gasped, "now! Yeah! Take it! Ahhhhhhh!"
Judy's convulsing womb gulped her father's sizzling seed. She was not her own master any more, and even as her climax passed, she kept her legs open while Guy pumped her full to overflowing. Finally he pulled out, grinning in triumph.
"Beautiful, honey, just beautiful!" he chuckled. "To think I got the best fuck of my life from my own kid! We're gonna have some mighty fine times together, you an' me!"
Judy did not reply. When he had dressed and gone, she lay on her bed arid wept, hating herself. There was only one thing to do now – to get away from this place as fast as possible.