Everything that had happened flooded Daisy's mind as soon as she woke up. She was on the bed alone, still naked, and the bedroom door was closed. After the fuck with the dog, she'd struggled to her feet and said she needed a hot bath. In the bedroom, seeing the bed, she'd decided to rest for a few minutes. She'd gone to sleep and now the sun seemed to be high in the sky.
Sitting up, swinging her feet to the floor, Daisy cradled her face in her hands, fighting a sudden dizziness. She'd have to stop drinking to excess, she thought, also experiencing a sick feeling in her stomach. She'd condemned her father too much to turn into an alcoholic herself.
After a minute or two, she lifted her head and looked around the room. All the clothes had been gathered from the floor. Somebody had placed her's on a chair. Her canvas bag was near the bathroom door. She stood up, glad the dizziness had passed, sure she'd be all right after she'd taken a hot bath.
Daisy took the zipper bag into the bathroom. She dashed cold water on her face at the basin, brushed her teeth, and began to feel better even while filling the tub. After a hot bath, where she vigorously scrubbed herself with a soapy wash cloth, she felt almost normal. Her body responded sexually, but she tried to ignore the fact, and also tried to block from her mind the shameful acts she'd performed in front of the fireplace. She wasn't completely successful, but by the time she'd rinsed off under a cold spray of water in the shower stall, she felt much better both mentally and physically. There was no use in worrying about what had already happened, she decided. She'd just try to concentrate upon keeping herself under control in the future. Feeling the short skirt had contributed to the attempted rape by the man in the Cadillac, and thinking she'd soon be on the road again, Daisy put on the blue jeans and sweater over a clean bra and panties. It'd probably be easier to get a ride with some flesh showing, but she was still determined to pick the male, the time, and the place for the sex she knew she'd need on a regular basis from then on.
Daisy brushed her long blonde hair, applied a little lipstick, took the bag containing her few belongings, and went out to face the sex partners she'd freely chosen the night before. The fire had been banked in the fireplace and one of the boys was stretched out on the carpet. Satan lifted his head and barked when he saw her. Remembering how the dog's hard cock had felt in her clinging cunt, Daisy felt a flash of shame and an unwelcome surge of excitement. By damn, she'd stick to human cocks in the future!
There was an uncomfortable silence when Daisy entered the kitchen. She didn't meet anybody's eyes, and she imagined she looked just as shamefaced as the three brothers. They were eating breakfast.
Mark finally told her she was just in time, and told her to pull up a chair. Daisy realized she was famished, and quickly accepted the invitation to sit down and eat.
After they'd finished, and were all having a second cup of coffee, Mark asked Daisy what she intended to do.
She said she guessed she'd just hit the road and maybe try to find some kind of a job. Mark told her he and his brothers had talked it over and were sure their father would be wining to give her a place to stay until she made up her mind what she wanted to do next.
"Dad's a friendly, good-natured guy," Matthew said. "We all get along damned well with him, and most of the time we call him by his first name."
"Please come home with us," Luke said. "We like you a lot, and I know John would, too."
Mark looked at Daisy. "Nothing would happen that you wouldn't want to happen, Daisy. We won't tell John about the fun we had last night, either. He isn't religious or anything like that, but he might not understand."
Daisy wasn't eager to get back on the road and she did like the guys. She told them they didn't have to blow any more smoke, that she'd accept their offer and try her best to behave like a lady around their father. Then she added she was finding out what kind of a person she really was and didn't feel very proud of herself.
Luke told her not to run herself down and started gathering up the dirty dishes. There was no argument when Daisy said she'd wash the dishes. The brothers cleaned and straightened the rest of the cabin while Daisy got the kitchen in tip-top shape.
Mark drove the station wagon, and Daisy sat in back with Luke. Satan promptly went to sleep, and Daisy was glad the dog had done no more than lick her hand.
Mark drove around the small town, showing Daisy just about all there was to see, then headed for their home.
The small ranch was two miles out of town. Mark said there was a school bus that went right by, but that he and his brothers usually took the station wagon. Their father had a pickup truck he used, Matthew told Daisy, and Luke said their father was away from home a lot.
"On business some of the time, and out getting his ashes hauled some of the time," Mark said. "He doesn't talk much, but we do know he has one chick in town he bangs regularly."
"I hope he gets plenty of ass," Matthew said. "He's still young, and sometimes I wish he'd get married again."
Mark told Daisy they wouldn't tell the real reason she'd left home. "John might want you to go back and press charges against your old man, and you've already said you just want to forget the whole deal."
Matthew changed the subject that time by saying maybe he could help Daisy with her studying if things worked out so she could stay and go to school. Daisy didn't say anything, hoping the brothers didn't have the idea she might be willing to pay for her keep by allowing their father to get his ashes hauled right at home.
The home was a large, two-story structure sitting well back from the road. The pickup truck was gone, and Mark said their father was supposed to deliver a couple of dogs to a customer that day. Luke took Satan back to the kennels, which were located a hundred yards or so behind the house, while Mark and Matthew took Daisy inside and showed her around their home.
The entire house was beautifully furnished and very, very clean. Mark said he and his brothers did all the housekeeping. "John helps, too," he added. "He hasn't had a woman in the place since our mother died."
"You should've told me," Daisy said. "You'd better take me out to the highway."
"We've brought girls here," Matthew said. "John doesn't mind. it's just that he was raised by a stepmother he hated and… well, I don't think he was really too happy with our mother. He's having too good a time now to take a chance on getting hooked into marriage."
Luke came into the house then, and they all went to the kitchen and had coffee and sandwiches. The rest of the day passed pleasantly for Daisy, despite the fact she was a little worried about meeting the father. Still tired and sleepy because of the drinking the night before, they all took a nap during the afternoon.
Luke woke Daisy up by shaking her shoulder and telling her his father was home. She sat up and swung her feet to the carpet just as Mark and Matthew entered with their father.
John Griffith was tall and even handsomer than his sons. He had a friendly smile, and Daisy liked him even before he told her she was welcome to stay as long as she wished. She wondered what his sons had told him about her, but she didn't get a chance to find out right away.
After she'd told him she appreciated his kindness, Mark said they'd been bragging about her cooking. She said she could take a hint, and, amidst the general laughter, she hurried to the downstairs bathroom to wash her face and hands.
Daisy prepared a meal that everybody agreed was excellent. John again told her she was welcome to stay as long as she liked, excused himself, and left the kitchen. The boys told her they'd help with the dishes and cleaning the kitchen since they wanted to show her the kennels.
She asked them what they'd told their father. Mark told her they'd just said they'd picked her up on the highway, taken her to the cabin to get her out of the cold, and decided to bring her home while she made up her mind what she wanted to do.
"He didn't ask any questions," Matthew said. "We didn't ten him about the sex party, but I know he doesn't think we just sat around and talked."
"I think he's a very nice man," Daisy said. "I like him."
"So do we," Mark said.
It didn't take long to get the kitchen back in perfect shape. The four of them went out to the kennels. Daisy looked at the hounds with great interest, and wasn't surprised when Mark grabbed and kissed her while they were showing the room where they stored the sacks of dog food.
She returned the torrid, tongue-probing kiss, her passion soaring even higher when she felt his cock lifting into an erection and pressing against her. He pulled his mouth and tongue from her's and said they should celebrate. Matthew and Luke pressed themselves against her and she felt their erect cocks. She let Matthew kiss her, then Luke, while all three ran their hands around over her clothed body.
It was dark by then, and they'd turned on an overhead light and closed the door to the store room. Daisy decided that the least she could do to show her appreciation for their kindness was give them each a blowjob.
She was also thinking of her own craving, demanding desires when she dropped to her knees before Mark. She quickly tugged the zipper down, reached in, and pulled his erect cock out into the open. A bead of pre-cum had formed in the slit. She kept her fingers wrapped around the thick base of the jutting shaft and scooped the drop of clear, tasty liquid up with her tongue.
Mark thrust forward and Daisy opened her mouth wide and let the big knob slip inside. She twirled her tongue around and around the swollen glans. She put her other hand inside his pants and began fondling his sperm-laden balls. Just as she got going good, sucking and coating more than half of the throbbing rod with saliva, Mark pushed on her forehead and pulled his cock from her mouth.
Matthew was right there, pushing his erect cock at her to be sucked. Daisy gladly accepted the hard male meat, seeing that Luke also had his prick out and ready. She was allowed to suck Matthew's cock for about the same length of time she'd sucked Mark's. By then the crotch of her panties had become damp. She took Luke's shorter cock into her mouth and down her throat with one swift motion, getting desperate to feel and taste some spurting sperm
Luke didn't let Daisy suck his cock all the way to a gushing ejaculation, either. He soon pulled away, and she offered no resistance when the three horny brothers pushed her down on a thick pile of gunny sacks and began stripping her naked. She even helped the best she could, eager to have a tongue or a cock probing her steaming snatch.
As soon as Daisy was naked, Matthew began sucking on one tit and Luke clamped his mouth on the other stiffly spiked jug. Mark went down and began kissing and tonguing her inner thighs. She squirmed heatedly, losing herself in a whirlpool of lust, thinking the sensations were even more marvelous without the effects of whiskey.
Mark pushed Daisy's legs farther apart and used his tongue to part the pussy hairs to each side of her already moist cuntlips. He lapped up through her pink gash a few times, then went lower and jabbed his tongue against her puckered bung. She moaned and he puked his face back and inserted a finger into her hot pussy. He slowly finger-fucked her while plucking at her curly blonde cunt hairs with his teeth.
Again Mark lifted his head, his finger going to Daisy's erect clitoris. He flicked that elongated organ a few times, then withdrew his finger and moved it down to probe at her asshole. She gasped as the finger popped past the tight ring, and slowly penetrated her rectum. There was some pain. She started to protest, but before she could make up her mind to do so-and because she was curious and willing to experiment-Mark began finger-fucking her asshole. She felt a strange kind of pleasure spreading throughout her body.
As the slippery finger probed deeper on each inward thrust, and began to move faster, Daisy felt herself racing toward an orgasm. She found herself wondering how it'd feel to have a stiff cock fucking her in the as instead of a stiff finger. Not that she wanted to try such a wicked act, she thought. It was bad enough for her not to be protesting about Mark finger-fucking her asshole! Was she really going to climax without her cunt being touched?
Daisy didn't find out the answer to the question in her feverish mind right then, because Mark leaned over and mashed his open mouth to her pussylips. His hot tongue snaked in and went directly to her passion-button. He lapped furiously, finger-fucked her clinging asshole even faster, and she bucked and lurched through a spasmodic climax.
Matthew and Luke hadn't stopped sucking on Daisy's throbbing titties. While caught up in the throes of the convulsive orgasm, she clutched at their heads and pushed even more of the hard-tipped mounds into their greedy mouths. As soon as she went limp and relaxed her grip, they lifted their heads, just in time to see Mark pulling his finger from her twitching asshole.
Mark got his handkerchief, wiped his finger and grinned. "You liked it, huh?"
Daisy didn't answer. She knew it'd be silly to lie, but she was afraid if she came right out and admitted it'd felt good to have her brownie pronged by his finger, he'd want to bugger her with his big cock. She knew damned well that'd hurt like hell.
Matthew said he wanted to give Daisy some head. He and Mark quickly changed places. Luke went back to sucking her tit when Mark clamped his mouth down on the one Matthew had left. Matthew had just started tonguing Daisy's inner thighs when she saw the door swinging inward. She found herself staring into John Griffith's blazing blue eyes.
Daisy felt her face flaming. Her body tensed, then she clamped her legs together and pushed the sucking mouths from her booby. The father's eyes went to her titties, and she saw the desire registering there.
Mark wanted to know what was wrong, and before she could answer, John was gone and Daisy was staring at the closed door.
"Your father saw us," Daisy said.
Mark got to his feet and went to the door, his stiff cock swaying. He opened the door and looked out. Soon he closed the door, turned, and announced that John was in the truck and driving away.
"He probably got hot. I bet he's headed for town to cool off," Matthew said, laughing.
"He must think I'm terrible," Daisy said. "I'd better leave before he runs me off."
"If he'd wanted to do anything, he would've done it before he left," Luke said.
"I bet he won't even mention it to us," Mark said, walking back from the door. "We've had girls here before, Daisy, and he doesn't expect us to just beat our meat."
Matthew pried Daisy's legs apart and began lapping her cunt. Luke mashed his mouth to hers, and Mark dropped down and began sucking on a tit. Daisy couldn't keep from returning Luke's passionate kiss, or hunching along with Matthew's lapping tongue, but she told herself she'd leave the ranch before she had to face their father.
She had to get away from the boys, too. She didn't know what had turned her into such a tramp. Since having sex with her own father and brother, she'd kept saying she was going to stop being a slut, but her body was betraying her more and more an the time. She had to start trying to lead a normal life. She'd help the guys pop their nuts and hit the road again.
Luke stopped French kissing Daisy and said he was ready to fuck or be sucked. Matthew pulled his mouth from Daisy's stiffened clit and said the same thing went for him. Mark stopped sucking her tingling tit and said he wouldn't mind taking seconds.
They shifted around until Luke was on his back and Daisy was on her hands and knees, her face inches above his jutting prick. Matthew got behind her uplifted ass, gripped her hips, and eased his hard cock into her juicy cunt. As soon as Matthew began his thrusts into her clinging, clasping pussy, Daisy used one hand to steady Luke's cock and began blowing that stiff, throbbing tool.
After a couple minutes of steady fucking, with Daisy well on her way toward a climax, and when she knew Luke's cock wasn't very far from an explosion, Matthew suddenly pulled his prick from Daisy's pulsing pussy. He placed the wet cockhead against her puckered asshole.
Daisy puked her sucking mouth from Luke's joystick. "No! It'll hurt too much!"
"He'd take it easy," Mark said. "You liked my finger, and his cocky feel even better."
Matthew had been applying a steady pressure, his fingers gripping Daisy's hips. Why not? Daisy asked herself. She'd tried everything else. Mark's finger had felt damned good, and it was a perfect chance to settle her curiosity. Or was it a desire? Yes! She wanted to be fucked in the ass by a hard, stiff cock!
"Try and relax," Matthew said. "You'd better not suck Luke's cock until I get my dick in. You might bite him!"
Daisy had braced herself and was gritting her teeth. She tried to relax her ass muscles. She decided she must've succeeded, because the swollen cockhead popped past the tight, elastic ring. It hurt, and she failed to suppress a cry of pain. Matthew didn't push any deeper, and the sharp pain was replaced by a dull ache.
After a few seconds Matthew wanted to know if she was all right. She told him to go ahead and get it over. He began shoving his cock deeper into her tight bung. Daisy again gritted her teeth, at the same time pushing backward to get the painful penetration over with as soon as possible.
When Matthew's cock was finally buried in her ass balls deep, Daisy was pleasantly surprised to feel all pain fading away. She felt stuffed, and a series of tremoring aftershocks had her holding her breath, but the unnatural coupling was actually beginning to feel good.
She exhaled her breath loudly as Matthew slowly pulled his hard cock from her clinging ass flesh until only the swollen glans remained embedded. He immediately pushed back in, and she felt her clasping bung folding in around the stiff shaft.
He began rhythmical in and out thrusts, taking it easy, buggering her slowly and smoothly, and she loved it. The blissful sensation was incredible. She moaned with lust and began hunching along with the masterful strokes, thoroughly enjoying the wonderful pleasure she'd always considered to be so perverted.
"Suck my cock!" Luke exclaimed.
Daisy took Luke's poking prick into her mouth, curling her tongue over the warm, sleek crown as she wrapped her lips around the throbbing shaft behind it. She began sucking, bobbing her head in harmony with the cock probing deep into her churning bowels, losing herself in a delirium of lust.
Matthew slipped one hand around and under, slipped a finger into her steaming cunt, and began stimulating her stiffened clit. Daisy felt as if she might flip right out of her skull. The sensation was fantastic. She felt as if her entire insides were going to explode and melt at the same time.
Daisy felt Matthew quicken his thrusts, knew he was nearing a spurting climax, and also knew the same was true of Luke. She sucked Luke's swollen cock furiously, wanting it to explode at the same time as the one pronging her clasping asshole.
She got what she so desperately wanted. Just as she thrilled to a shuddering, shattering orgasm, both cocks spurted jets of hot jism. She gluttonously drank down the slick sperm from the prick jerking erratically in her mouth, while thrusting backward to take each jerking inch of hard male meat forcefully spewing gobs of hot cum into her tremulous bowels. It was sheer carnal bliss, and she was sorry when it ended.
Daisy soon found that an important part of the blissful pleasure hadn't ended after all, because as soon as Matthew pulled his deflated prick from her dilated, sperm-filled asshole, Mark was right there with his big hard cock. There wasn't any pain at all when her jism-drenched bung was being plugged by the second stiff shaft.
The second ass-fucking was just as wonderful as the first. Maybe even better, because Mark's cock was bigger and seemed to make contact with more sensitive nerve endings. Mark also used a finger to stimulate Daisy's clitoris while cornholing her. She took Luke's limp cock into her mouth, and she hadn't made it shoot off by the time she and Mark climaxed together, but she'd sucked it into another hard-on.
Luke took a turn at Daisy's asshole, spurting his second load of the evening within a few seconds, and with the help of his frigging finger in her cunt, she made it with him, too.
After Luke had withdrawn his soft cock from her twitching brownie, Daisy flopped over on her back, looked at the three limp cocks, and not so kiddingly said she wanted to be fucked in her cunt.
Mark got to his feet and said he'd be right back.