The muscular blond man pulled on his little girl's feminine erection until the skin all around it was taut.
He made a growling noise deep inside his throat, as if all of the civilized behavior had been sucked from him.
He tossed his head from side to side wildly. For a moment the little girl thought he would tear the nipple off.
But MacIntyre remained in control of himself – barely. He did not do the pretty little virgin serious harm.
He released her nipple. He was panting wildly. Sally's request for pain had brought out his sadistic nature.
It was a part of him that he usually managed to internalize. But he couldn't help but let it out with Sally.
His deep, craving, incestuous passion made the man's animal instincts emerge full-force. Sally didn't mind.
She had loved the pain. Her brain had translated it all into pleasure, just as she had anticipated.
MacIntyre began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth across the other hard feminine erection.
He repeated the whole process – from gentle licking to savage biting. Sally writhed in the throes of agony.
The pretty little virgin's mind was completely boggled.
She was astounded at the intensity of her sensations.
She would have thought that such things were impossible.
She didn't think a mortal being could know such wonderful joy.
Sally was still whimpering after MacIntyre released the second nipple.
She opened her eyes and jerked when she saw her nipples.
They had grown longer than she had ever seen them before.
An inch long.
Very swollen.
She felt dizzy.
MacIntyre began to kiss his way down the front of his writhing daughter's body. Her skin was slick with sweat.
He loved the way her Sally, smooth skin felt on his tingling lips as he rubbed them against her soft flat belly.
He moved slowly toward the foot of the bed. His feet began to dangle off. He rolled on his stomach. His toes pointed downward.
MacIntyre could smell his daughter's cunt. He sucked the scent of her delicious womanhood deep into his sinuses.
MacIntyre moved so that his head was between Sally's parted thighs. He couldn't believe how beautiful her cunt looked. He had never seen a pussy with such little hair. His mouth watered. The handsome man licked his lips. Sally raised her knees in the air. She parted her knees as far as she could get them. MacIntyre could see her natural lubrication drooling from the bottom of her poontang.
He thought that her cunt juice looked like melted pearls.
He placed his nose very close to her cunt so he could get a rich whiff of funky cooze. He sighed as he exhaled. The man began to kiss and lick at the insides of Sally's creamy thighs, and it was next to impossible for the living doll to keep her ass still on the bed.
"Oh Daddy, you make me so horny." Sally whimpered.
"You have the prettiest little pussy," MacIntyre sighed.
"I'm glad you like it. It is all yours," Sally said breathlessly.
"It smells wonderful," MacIntyre said. Sally could feel his hot moist breath on her pussy flesh. She thought that her little man in the boat was going to come popping right out of her pussy at any second. Her clit's foreskin was pushed upward naturally by the size of the erect love button.
"I'll bet it tastes just as good," Sally said. It was a not so subtle hint. MacIntyre was being a tease however, and he did not go for her cunt right away. He kissed and nipped with his teeth at the insides of her thighs. He placed both of his hands under her thighs and pushed upward. Sally found that she was forced to lift her feet off the bed. She rolled back onto her shoulders. She could tell that Daddy was going to give some good loving to her sweet fanny.
He used his strong thumbs to pry her ass cheeks open.
He placed his tongue tip at the top of the crack of her ass.
His chin was very close to the bed and he stuck out his tongue.
"Lick my asshole!" she screamed enthusiastically.
And he did.
He tongued her clean and all of her muscles tensed. MacIntyre had to hug her tightly to keep her from snapping her spine like a whip with the blissful rim job. At first MacIntyre traced the ring of sphincter muscle with just the tip of his tongue. He flicked back and forth across the hole for a couple of seconds. Her asshole was only an inch from the base of her pussy. He then licked across her asshole with the flat part of his tongue until all of the delicious anal flavor was gone. He had given rim jobs before. But this was the first time he had ever licked an asshole without having to worry about getting hairs on his tongue.
"Stick it in! Stick your tongue up my asshole! Stick it in deep!"
Her voice was very high-pitched. She wailed. Her face was red and drenched with sweat.
As she tossed her head from side to side her hair flew through the air and some of it stuck to her wet face. She had to bluster her lips to get a couple of hairs out of her mouth. Her cunt felt like it was going to gush. She could feel the burning getting worse in her asshole, along with the craving for deep penetration in her bowels. She wondered if her Daddy would be willing to fuck her in the ass after he fucked her pussy. She had no idea how many times a guy was supposed to be able to get it up in one evening. In the fiction she had read the men could get boners whenever they wanted to – but she suspected that this was not the way it was in real life. Still, the pretty little blonde couldn't help but hope that her Daddy would have enough jam to bugger her deeply before the evening's incestuous passion session was complete.
MacIntyre made his tongue stiff and pointy at the tip.
He placed his tongue directly on her quivering rectum.
He began to push forward, and Sally shuddered violently.
She could feel her nether eye stretching open to take the tongue.
She let out a harsh grunting sound – almost a cough.
His tongue pushed deep inside – past the tube of tight muscle.
The tip of his tongue found the softer, more elastic flesh of his pretty daughter's inner bowels. He wiggled the tip of his tongue around playfully, exploring as deeply as he could. He moved his tongue back and forth, and fucked her with it. But Sally could tell that his tongue was neither long enough, nor thick enough, to satisfy her anal cravings. The itch was deep inside. She knew that only her Daddy's ten inch lance of cock flesh could scratch that itch properly. The little girl could feel her cunt ache getting worse in leaps and bounds. Her whimpers became desperate and MacIntyre could tell that it was time to make her come. He had teased her for long enough. Besides, he was anxious to hear what his sweet daughter sounded like when she was battling in the throes of ecstasy. She had come when she masturbated, but she had been struggling to stifle her exclamations of bliss. That didn't count. This time she would be able to scream bloody murder when MacIntyre pulled her trigger with the tip of his tongue and launched her into never-never land.
"My cunt!" she screamed.
"Yes, sweetheart," MacIntyre said. He lowered her feet back to the bed on either side of him. If she closed her knees she would have hugged her Daddy's ears with the insides of her thighs.
He placed his fingertips on her outer cunt lips. He pressed firmly and pulled the outer labia apart as far as he could. He stretched the cunt open until it looked like a slab of raw meat.
He could see all of the nooks and crannies of her pussy. The folds of flesh parted so he could see it all.
Even her inner cunt lips curled back a bit, and he could see her fuck hole oozing foamy juices.
MacIntyre placed the tip of his tongue on the patch of mucous membrane between Sally's asshole and the base of her slit. He hummed happily to let his daughter know how good her cunt tasted.
He licked upward and Sally thought she was going to die from the intensity of the ripples of pleasure that spread to fill her womanly torso.
The man flicked the tip of his tongue up and down the stretched back outer lips of her quim – and even licked on either side of her clit. He flicked across the curled back edges of her inner lips. He worked the tip of his tongue between those lips and Sally let out a series of sharp grunting noises as she felt him massaging her urethra. He lowered his tongue to the mouth of her fuck hole and tried to push the stiff taster deep inside. But he quickly found her cherry, and pressed on it firmly. Any doubts the tall handsome blonde man might have had about his daughter's chastity were dispelled by this. He pulled his tongue all the way out of her cunt. He took a deep breath and puckered his lips. He blew cool air onto her love button and Sally shivered and sobbed.
"Make me come," she whimpered.
She begged for orgasm.
He placed the tip of his right forefinger at the very top of her slit. He pressed and pulled upward – totally removing the flesh sheath from her little man in the boat. He blew air directly onto her clit and Sally could feel her baby blue eyes welling with tears. She had never known such sexual anxiety before in her life. She could think of nothing but her clit!
"Make me come!"
MacIntyre placed the tip of his tongue on her clit.
Her electric pussy convulsions commenced immediately with the contact.
He moved his tongue tip ever so subtly – but Sally acute arousal amplified her sensation a million times, and it felt as if an atomic bomb were going off inside her loins.
"C-c-c-c-coming!!!" Sally stammered in her heat.
Sally could feel the blasts of climactic ecstasy spreading to envelop her and she felt as if she were no longer on the bed but rather drifting upward, spiraling toward the ceiling, leaving this world, journeying into another dimension, visiting a world where time and space does not exist, trekking to a land where all that mattered was sensation.
The land of the sensates.
Her mouth fell gaping open and she made gagging noises.
Her eyes were clenched tight. Her eyelids were wrinkled.
Her face was reddened. Her features were badly contorted.
MacIntyre had to pin her hips down to the bed with strong arms.
Her bucking would have smashed his nose otherwise.
He started out licking her love button very gently and slowly.
But soon he was flicking back and forth across his daughter's center of womanly pleasure as hard and fast as he possibly could. He battered at her clit as if it were a small punching bag being worked over by a talented boxer. He pressed her clit against the base of her pubic bone and moved his tongue from side to side.
Sally's sense of time was so distorted that the orgasm felt like it went on for many minutes – when in reality the entire climax was over in fifteen seconds.
Just when Sally thought the spasms that ripped through her were bound to decrease in intensity, MacIntyre Symms did something that she had not expected.
He wrapped his lips around her clit and the surrounding flesh.
He began to suck her love button with a steady draw.
His cheeks hollowed. He continued to massage the ball of fiery flesh with his tongue tip. Sally wondered if it were possible to pass-out from pure pleasure.
He sucked and licked at her clit simultaneously.
He did this until her orgasm was over. She suddenly collapsed on the bed.
Limp.
Appeased.
She struggled to catch her breath and listened to her heartbeat slowing to its normal pace. MacIntyre pulled his tongue and lips away from her pussy the second all of her muscles relaxed. He knew that she was too sensitive to be touched there during the first few moments of her post-orgasmic afterglow.
He rested his chin on her bald mound and smiled.
"Did that feel good, pumpkin?" the man asked.
He knew the answer before he asked the question.
"Oh Daddy, it was wonderful," Sally said. Her voice was weak. Sleepy.
"Getting fucked feels even better than that," he said.
"I find that really hard to believe, Daddy," she said.
"It's true. Fucking is our greatest joy," MacIntyre said.
"I can't imagine anything nicer than what just happened."
"You won't have to imagine much longer, sweetheart."
"I'll know?" Sally asked. She blinked away tears so she could focus her baby blue orbs properly.
"Don't worry about it," MacIntyre said. "You'll know."
Sally giggled.
"What's so funny?" MacIntyre asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Your face," Sally said. Her blue eyes had cleared and were twinkling.
"What about my face?" MacIntyre asked, his eyes wide.
"It's all wet," Sally said, laughing once again.
"And whose fault is that, young lady?" he asked.
"I'll take full responsibility," Sally exclaimed.
"Why don't you lick my face clean pumpkin?" MacIntyre suggested.
"It would be an honor," Sally said. He got up on his hands and knees.
Sally immediately looked under him to see his cock. It was still a full-fledged boner. She was still in awe of the length and girth of that cock.
"I'm scared, Daddy."
"It will only hurt for a second," MacIntyre said. He prayed he was right. He knew that there were genuine grounds for her fears. After all, he was much larger than her. He prayed that he would not hurt her severely. He wanted to open up a new world for her. He wanted to make her first fuck one that she would want to remember fondly for the rest of her life.
He placed the palms of his hands flat on the bed on either side of her pretty head. She looked up at him with complete trust on her face. He hoped that he would not let her down.
He got up on his toes. His cock was pinned between their loins.
Sally could feel her Daddy's dick throbbing against her belly.
She could see how deep inside her the prick was going to go.
The base of his cock was near her clit. The tip frighteningly high up on her soft, flat tummy.
She could feel his balls against her hypersensitive cunt.
He lowered his face down to her and she immediately began to lick her cunt juices. It didn't take her long to figure out that she loved the flavor of her own natural lubrication. She had never had the courage to lick her fingers after she masturbated.
She did not stop licking him until all of the cunt flavor was gone. This turned naturally into a soulful kiss. They explored the insides of each other's mouths with their eager tongues. They licked each other's teeth, gums, cheeks. They sucked each other's tongues.
"Fuck me," Sally said sweetly. "Pretty please!!"
MacIntyre could not turn down a precious request like that.
He supported the weight of his upper body exclusively with his left arm. He arched his back and lifted his loins away from his pretty daughter's, so only the tip of his prick was touching her, about half way between her dimpled bellybutton and her incredibly tiny pubic patch. The man reached back with his right hand and grabbed the base of his cock in a huge tight fist. He gave his thick pole a couple of quick squeezes, just to make sure that he was as hard and thick as possible. He was satisfied with the experiment, and used the same hand to guide the tip of his prick. He rubbed his bulbous purple glans, slowly, patiently, up and down her cunt slit, all the way from the base to the love button. He rubbed his spasming piss hole against her swollen clitoris for a few moments – which the virgin thought felt very good. But she could tell that her clit was no longer the center of her womanly pleasure. That role had been usurped by a new magic spot – deep inside her pussy. She could tell that the spot was not far from her dimpled cervix, on the upper wall of her vagina. It was past her cherry, in a spot where she had never been touched before. She could tell that something wonderful was going to happen inside her when the head of his cock rammed against that spot. She could tell that she was going to have a deep-vaginal orgasm – which would be unlike any other climax she had ever experienced. As MacIntyre rubbed his glans up and down her quim he was lubricating himself. He wanted his cock head to be a slippery as possible before he tried to push it in her tight virgin hole. Finally he moved the head of his cock down to the base of her slit and he adjusted his hips so that shaft of his cock was at the appropriate angle for vaginal penetration. The handsome muscular man tensed the muscles in his ass cheeks. He pressed his buttocks together as tightly as he could. The world's strongest man would not have been able to pry those ass cheeks apart with a crow bar at that moment. The blond man took a deep breath and began to push down with his hips.
Sally could feel the pressure on her pussy increasing.
She tried to relax the muscles at the sides of her vulva.
But this was almost impossible.
She was frightened as well as horny. She knew that there would be a horrible pain inside her pussy at any second.
Once the penetration began it all happened very quickly.
Sally's inner cunt lips were forced to stretch further open at that moment than they had ever stretched before.
She could feel her nether mouth open till gaping. Her inner labia struggled to clutch the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
MacIntyre could feel the tip of his prick on her cherry.
He could tell that it would take brute force to break through.
He let out a grunt and stabbed downward with his spear.
Sally heard a ripping sound inside her. Her cunt was on fire with pain.
She felt as if she had been stabbed in the cunt by a red hot poker. Her cherry had popped like a cork out of a champagne bottle.
She screamed bloody murder. Drool rolled from one corner of her mouth.
Her eyes welled with fresh tears as she wept in her agony.
"Should I stop? Does it hurt too much?" MacIntyre queried.
It was clear from the tone of his voice that he was hoping the answer was no.
"DEEPER!" she screamed.
She could already feel the intensity of the pain fading.
The little girl could tell that the worst was over.
Even though her cherry was gone it would still be no easy task to get all ten inches of that prick inside her tight pussy. Her inner cunt walls were shriveled and closed from lack of use. MacIntyre had to pry them open with the head of his cock. He would have to stretch both the back wall and the side wails to full capacity if he was going to achieve the complete vaginal penetration they both sought.
He pressed down very hard – and still the tip of his thick cock only moved inside his pretty daughter's cunt a fraction of an inch at a time. Sally could feel the sharp pain of her cherry-popping turning into a dull ache – an ache that blended perfectly with the ache of desire she was experiencing.
Sally could feel the tip of his cock getting ever closer to the magic spot inside her. She could tell that her father was going to do more than touch her in places that she had never been touched.
Much more.
He was going to touch her in places that she didn't even know she had.
Deep places.
Internal places.
Secret places.
Womanly places.
She yearned to be completely impaled on his awesome purple lance – like a butterfly on a pin on display under glass!
She could feel something wet and sticky mixing with her natural lubrication. She realized that this was her own blood – blood from her recently opened wound.
She could tell that her Daddy's cock would be wearing a crimson coat by the time the incestuous hump was complete. The stain on the bedspread was going to be a different color than she had imagined.
Then the tip of his cock rammed into the magic spot at the top wail of her inner pussy near her dimpled cervix, and, just as anticipated, she burst into an orgasm that was different from any other she had ever had.
Her first deep-vaginal come!
She found that it was shorter and sharper than the clitoral orgasms she had had. And the best thing about it was she could tell it was only the first of many she would have during the course of her first lay.
As she came the muscles at the sides of her cunt relaxed.
She all but forgot about the agony she had been in only moments before.
MacIntyre found that he could slide his cock into her with greater rapidity.
Her rose blossom had become a full-fledged flower.
She began to press up with her loins – trying to help.
"deeper, daddy! All the way in!" Sally wailed.
Sally lifted her feet up off of the bedspread and stuck her legs up in the air. For a moment her toes were pointed and her knees were straight so that she was making a perfect "vee" with her shapely gams. She hugged at the sides of her Daddy's slim yet powerful hips with the insides of her smooth thighs.
Sally then turned her toes inward and bent at the knees so she could cross her ankles at the small of her Daddy's humping back.
She draped her arms around his back and scratched him between the shoulder blades lightly with the tips of her long red nails.
She hugged him with her arms and her legs at the same time.
Sally could feel the head of his cock against the back wall of her cunt.
She continued to stretch. He continued to violate.
She couldn't believe how stuffed she was with his tube steak.
Again the handsome blonde man stabbed down as hard as he could. Her inner lips gripped at the base of his cock. He was all the way in.
Sally could feel the tip of his pole throbbing deep inside her belly. She wanted him to start fucking right away.
Instead he continued to press down. His pubic bone was against her. His balls were in the cheeks of her ass. She hugged at his hips hard with her thighs. He moved his hips in a slow circle.
MacIntyre stretched the inner walls and the lips of her cunt in every possible direction with those hip movements.
"F-f-f-fuck!" Sally begged.
His cock was so thick that it would rub back and forth across her clit once he began the old in and out!
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, MacIntyre began to pull up with his hips. He withdrew his cock.
He didn't stop pulling out until once again only the head of his dick was inside her bleeding quim.
He looked down and saw the blood on his prick. This sight brought out his sadistic nature. He took a deep breath and rammed the entire length of his dick into her with a single stab.
Sally thought her eyes were going to pop out of their sockets.
Her lungs emptied and she sounded asthmatic as she struggled to inhale again.
She had no idea that her pussy could go from empty to full so fast. She could tell that her Daddy wouldn't have to do that too many times before she would have her second come of the fuck.
And she could already tell that the second one was going to be even more intense than the first.
MacIntyre began to fuck her with a smooth steady motion.
He used the entire length of his prick with every stroke.
Her inner lips were stretched out and pushed in grossly.