Marsha wanted to scream as her father leaned over the bed. His breath repulsed her and his intentions scared her. She whimpered helplessly as he yanked the blankets off her. He swayed over her, eyeing the little nightie on her curvy body.
Pulling the covers down so roughly made her nightie slip low across one firm, pointed tit. Her father saw it and he grinned lewdly. His rough fingers touched her smooth, white flesh and he bared her tit so he could see her nipple.
"Such pretty tits," he muttered drunkenly. He sank onto the bed with her, hovering over her thrusting tits. His mouth drooled as he ran his hand over her naked tit. He made animal sounds as he felt and caressed it. Then his hand moved over and pulled the nightie down away from her other heaving tit.
"Daddy, don't…"
But Marsha knew it was no use. Every time her father saw her tits naked, he got horny as hell. She'd noticed her tits excited him very much.
This time was no different. He lowered his face to her tits and licked his tongue up and down their gentle slopes.
Marsha shuddered to feel the roughness of his tongue all over her tits again. There was no way she could stop the thrill, no matter how much she would have liked to. She protested weakly as he ran his hot tongue around her tits, knowing her pleas would be ignored. She no longer expected kindness from this wild man who was her father.
She wanted to close her eyes against this humiliation, but she had already tried that several times. It was no use. There was no way she could shut out the feelings in her tits as the grunting man lapped them with his tongue.
Marsha sobbed softly and peered down at what he was doing to her tits. His big head kept moving this way and that and he reminded Marsha of a snorting pig rooting in slop. He mouthed her tits and licked and lapped them sloppily. Yet the feelings she got was undeniably good. She couldn't help it if her tits liked to be sucked.
She felt her pink nipple stiffen between her father's teeth and she felt it tingle like crazy as he licked and sucked it harshly. The stubble of his chin scraped and scratched the flesh of her tender tit and that made her wiggle around. She didn't know it but her father liked the way her tits wiggled and writhed when he sucked them.
The longer he sucked, the more Marsha sobbed helplessly, not only because her father was abusing her tits, but also because the unwanted feelings were so thrilling to her. As her daddy mouthed and chomped her tits, she could only whimper and wish that it were some nice boy turning her on like this.
Her tits tingled and she threw her head back. Her eyes closed as her father's wet mouth slobbered all over her tit, teasing her spiking pink nipples. She pretended it was a boy attacking her tits, a boy who wanted her to get horny with him, a boy who wanted her to feel good.
Marsha could tell from the way her father was panting and snorting that he was getting terribly hot. It was going to be another long night with him. He wouldn't let her go now until he had had his fill of her defenseless body. She felt trapped. Every inch of her body belonged to him and she could do nothing to stop his assault. And she could do nothing to stop her own flesh from responding.
Ralph chewed on his daughter's spiking nipple while he squeezed her tit roughly, thrilling the sensitive surface of her milk-white skin. Marsha flexed under the relentless assault and her tits arched against her will as he sucked one small, throbbing nipple between his teeth and massaged it with the tip of his tongue.
He lifted his mouth an inch from her heaving tit and his voice startled Marsha. "I'd like to fuck you between these delicious tits," he rasped hotly, then went on sucking her succulent tit while the flood of excitement and unwanted pleasure renewed itself and whirled her to new heights of passion.
Her father's other hand crept up along her inner thighs, pushing her legs open. It crawled with a cunt-teasing slowness that made Marsha writhe and whimper pitifully. His rough fingers dipped under the edge of her nightie, already hiked up on her creamy thighs, and snaked toward her furry pussy-mound.
Marsha caught her breath to discover once again that she had no control over her body's needs and desires. Her pussy betrayed her and grew anxious, as if it wanted to be petted and felt and rubbed. There was no denying that fingers other than her own always felt better against her cunt. How could she deny that, even if the fingers did belong to her dad?
It's so good, she thought crazily, rocking her head back and forth as her pussy creamed. So good. If only it wasn't her lecherous father whose fingers were sending such deliciously wicked feelings into her cunt. She heaved her pussy and settled on the bed again as her dad went on sucking her tits and teasing her cunt.
A small gurgling sound escaped Marsha's throat as her father's middle finger inched up into the moistness of her cunt-hole. Her pussy yielded to it as if it wanted to be filled by something. Marsha moaned softly and her pretty ass squirmed and trembled. Then her cunt pushed forward hornily, impaling the finger and her hot breath came in short little gasps as her whole body quivered and shuddered. Her father grumbled something around her wet tit as he twisted his probing finger hotly inside her soaked little cunt. The obscene taunting of her buzzing pussy sent waves of new sensations washing through her cunt and belly. White-hot flames licked at her twisting womb. Her latent fuck-urge awakened and screamed. The scrumptious agony became unbearable and Marsha mewled with pleasure she didn't really want.
She went lax on the bed, smothered in her father's whiskey breath and sweaty odors. Her eyes closed and were free of thought or care. That the man arousing her passion was her father left her thoughts and nothing mattered now except the excruciating pleasure washing through her awakened, passion-crazed body.
Marsha did battle with her own sexy demons, torn between the feeling that this was evil and her own growing need to submit to the overwhelming spasms of pleasure in her tits and cunt.
Her father, senseless with alcohol and driven by incredible lust for his daughter's fresh body, fastened his drooling mouth on the small, quivering bud of her nipple. His tongue lashed it furiously, licking the protuberance, taunting it into stiffness. He sucked hotly on the pink bud as he tongued it as if to extract some precious fluid from it.
As he munched her ripe, jutting tits, he pulled his soaked finger out of her pussy with a soft, sucking sound. With his drenched finger-tip he stroked the throbbing little bud of her clit, teasing it into a shuddering erection while his helpless daughter whimpered as little shocks of pure pleasure stabbed her cunt.
To Marsha's unwilling delight, he once again pried open the puffy lips of her cunt and his big, thick finger burrowed deeply into the hotly throbbing pussy-passage. Marsha moaned and her cunt squirmed and she humped on hit finger hornily.
One final twist of conscience that she was this groveling man's daughter made her cringe with humiliation at the obscene, evil thing she was, surrendering so easily. Then her dad's big finger shot into her fuck-hole and drilled her womb. The resulting sensation that flowed so wildly through her pussy, warming it and wetting it, silenced the voice within her.
She heard the bed creak as her father moved beside her. Then she felt the stiff, wet shaft of his cock spring at her and his bulging cockhead dribbled hot fluid onto her inner thigh.
Marsha instinctively jerked away from the enormous prick and stared down at it in horror. "Daddy, no!" she gasped, seeing it throb and leak along side her leg.
Her father chuckled drunkenly and staggered onto his knees, holding her hips down with his powerful hands.
"I'm gonna fuck you, my hot daughter," he said. His eyes burned into her tits and cunt. "You wanna fuck, don't you? Don't you, baby?"
"No, noo, noooo," Marsha whimpered, shivering. "Please, Daddy, don't! I'm your daughter! No, noooo…"
Her father's eyes flared hornily and his chuckle sounded evil. Pie suddenly pushed his large hand beneath her neck and lifted her head and shoulders from, the bed. Marsha gasped in alarm as he crudely stuck his wet cock between her ripe, jutting tits.
He laughed wickedly and started rubbing the length of his enormous cock up and down between her tits, pressing against her obscenely. Marsha whimpered helplessly. His prick felt so much bigger this way and it made her jutting tits seem even smaller than they were. She began to cry softly as her father hovered over her, groaning and grunting as he fucked his horny cock up and down against the soft sides of her sloping tits.
"Feels good," he rasped, drooling saliva onto her head. "Uhhhnnnn, your tits are so tight, baby. Nice tits. Good tits. Mmm, fuck you, baby, fuck your beautiful tits."
Marsha twisted her face away from his straining, writhing belly and gasped for breath as she felt every solid inch of his enormous cock raping her tits. Her senses, whirled at the obscenity of what was happening to her. She couldn't understand why her nipples got so stiff and tingly as her father rubbed his body against them. And how could something so big and hot and ugly feel so silky and smooth between her thrusting tits?
The mere thought of sex with her father was enough to make Marsha want to vomit. She didn't want to moan and push her tits against his evil prick, but she had no control over herself. Even if her mind rebelled against this incestuous act, her tits responded beautifully to the gigantic, wet, fucking cock. The motion of her father's prick seemed to render her speechless and incredibly horny.
He felt her quiver and shake as he fucked his cock between her tight tits and that thrilled him. His big, hairy nuts tightened up against the base of his thick cock and he could think of nothing but giving it to her good. She was one horny little bitch when she was turned on!
That's the way Ralph Brennan saw his daughter after he confused her and made her tits and pussy respond to his demands. It never occurred to him that his daughter might not want to have sex with him. In his drunken states he always assumed she loved it. She just needed a little expert guidance! Now his horny, stiff cock was guiding Marsha's mixed emotions. The touch of his long, thick prick filled her dazed mind and her natural sexuality blossomed against her will.
"Gorgeous tits," her father slobbered, working his cock faster against her soft flesh. "Gonna fuck you, baby. You need it, don't you? Don't worry, kitten, daddy'll take care of your horny little cunt."
Marsha felt his cock slip below her heaving tits, and she whimpered and sobbed as he lowered her head to the pillow.
"No, Daddy, please. Not that…" she wept.
"Yes, yes," her dad chuckled evilly.
He moved quickly, dazing the poor girl. He was down at her feet, gripping her slim ankles and throwing her pretty legs wide open. In a hot flash he was kneeling between her trembling thighs, forcing them wider apart, until Marsha winced with the pain. Her father always liked her legs really splayed because he wanted to see every lovely inch of her sweet pussy.
He growled something obscene under his whiskey breath and grasped his rigid fuck-pole in his fist. He moved it toward her throbbing cunt, now defenseless before him.
"It's too big!" Marsha cried out.
Her dad laughed. "You, always say that!"
Fear gripped Marsha again, as always. His prick looked so menacing, so wild, so vicious, so terribly thick! She was sure she could never take all of that weapon up into her small pussy. His cock would split her right up the middle. She was sure of it!
She gazed wide-eyed at his massive cock and shrieked when he pushed the swollen head through the silky strands of her cunt-hair and lodged it in the tight mouth of her helpless cunt.
"Oh! Daddy! Don't!" she wailed.
But his enormous prick parted her cuntal lips and forced its way into the narrow, moist tunnel of her hot pussy. Marsha felt her cunt-mouth stretch into a big O around the thickness of his cock-shaft.
"Oh, my God!" she shucked. "You'll split me!"
She really thought he would rip her in two as he grunted and forced another inch of his big cock into her fuck-channel. Then another inch pushed into her pussy and she caught her breath. Her eyes rolled in her head and her tits hardened as if a cock up her cunt made them feel good.
Marsha whimpered and tears foil from her eyes as she tried to pull away from her father's gigantic prick. She sniffled helplessly and ground her ass into the mattress in a vain attempt to stop the invasion in her cunt. But her dad's horny cock impaled her body and speared brutally up into her suddenly jerking belly. Marsha cried.
As he plunged his cock into her cunt like a sword, Marsha's lips twitched and quivered in torment. But, as he started fucking his cock in and out of her tightly clenching pussy-hole, her lips quivered differently – with little spasms of obscene, unwanted sexual pleasure.
Her silky cunt caught fire against her will, even as she pushed at her dad and protested against his evil invasion. White-hot flames licked deep in her twisting belly and her fuck urge erupted, turning her pussy into a hot and hungry little mouth. She writhed and twisted on the bed as he fucked her, a hapless victim of breathtakingly delicious torment.
Her father groaned with the labor of fucking her tight cunt, whispering obscene things into her cute little ear as he worked his mighty cock in and out of her pussy. Chuckling with evil pleasure at her expense, he hefted himself up on his hands and watched her tits rise and fall erotically as he see-sawed his tense prick in and out of her cunt tunnel.
He arched his back and drew his long cock back to its head. He held it poised there, stuck in her writhing pussy-mouth and relished the feeling of her tight pussy sucking on him. He laughed evilly and lewdly at her as Marsha helplessly churned her cunt round and round on his bulging cockhead. He knew what she would do next – and she did. She started humping her cunt upward, gasping hotly, reaching for the rest of his horny prick.
He gripped the bed to brace himself. Then he drilled all of his powerful cock up into her hungry little pussy. Marsha screamed once, then her whole body jerked frantically and her cunt sucked hotly on his imbedded prick.
Suddenly out of her head with erotic needs, she thrashed and squirmed on the bed, surrendering completely to the lewd pleasure his mighty cock was giving her. Evil, evil, evil, she told herself, yet she knew it was wonderful, too, knew it was marvelous that she wanted more.
Her pretty face screwed up in pleasure-pain and small outbursts of rapture escaped her throat as her father brutally fucked her. He lowered his hairy, sweating chest to her tits and crushed her beneath him as he drilled all of his thick cock in and out of her sucking pussy. He shoved his big hands under her and gripped the sensuously quivering mounds of her beautiful ass. He pulled up and fucked deep, slamming his rigid fuck-pole into her cunt.
Marsha squealed as his enormous cockhead ravaged her, ramming so deep into her pussy that it took her breath away. The fucking grew so wild and brutal that she could no longer find the strength to scream or protest or cry or even curse her father for what he was doing. She could only pant and whimper and moan helplessly as his big cock ravished her hot cunt.
She felt the slap of her father's come-filled nuts against her churning ass-cheeks and it tantalized her in an obscene way. Never had she felt such big balls crash against her sensitive asshole and lower part of her wet cunt.
Amazing and incredible thrills coursed through her body. Nothing mattered to her suddenly, not even the lewd incest. Nothing mattered but the burning lust which now raged out of control in her hungrily sucking pussy.
Marsha threw her head back sand gasped. Her fingers clawed at her dad's muscular arms and her pussy twisted in wild abandon on his driving, plunging cock. Then, suddenly and violently, a scream came out of her throat.
"Daddy!" she shrieked. Her ass jerked up off the bed and her tight cunt swallowed every solid inch of his fucking prick. "I'm – I'm – Ohhhh! I'm commmiiinnnggg!"
Her pretty face rocked from side to side and her mouth fell open slackly. Her pink tongue lashed at her lips and her tits arched up against her dad's chest. Then the hot fluids of her come rushed through her cunt-channel and poured out of her pussy and around her dad's fucking prick, trickling down into her squirming asshole.
Fucking hornily, her father grunted like an animal, and drilled his cock faster and harder into her twisting, coming pussy. His aching nuts exploded all at once and thick, milky jism spewed forth wildly. The creamy come gushed through the length of his cock and spurted viciously out of his cockhead into Marsha's sucking channel.
He fucked her brutally at the last, growling and grumbling, out of his head as he pumped all of his fiery load into her clenching, spasming cunt. Then he gasped and rolled off of her writhing body. He staggered out of the room in search of something to drink.
Marsha remained prostrate, panting for breath, getting chilly from the sweat her father had left all over her body. She sat up and struggled with the blankets. She pulled them all the way up over her head and wept for a long time. Getting fucked by her father felt too good.