Barby used her teeth to gently rake across the surface of the man's long, thick prick, making her dad gasp with lust. She flicked her wet tongue across his cock-knob, jerking his prick in her fist all the while to milk it of its jism, nibbling, sucking, kissing and caressing his cockmeat with every skillful motion of her sexy mouth.
"Awwww, shiiiit!" Clay moaned, dazed under the lashing, licking tongue of the girl.
She used her fiery lips and tongue like a hot, wet cunt on her father's pulsating fucker, bobbing and weaving her head to roll his prick around in her mouth. He held her head in a tight grip, lunging forward with his hips, fucking her mouth with his prick.
As Barby continued to suck and lick her father's cock, he reached down and stroked her gigantic tits, squeezing them hard.
Barby sucked his throbbing cock, massaging his aching balls at the same time as she took more and more of his mammoth cock into her hot, hungry mouth, feeling his large, smooth cockhead striking up against her tonsils.
She took a deep breath and swallowed hard, struggling against the gag reflex.
"Yessss, you sexy little whore! Suck your dad's dick hard!" Clay groaned, half out of his mind with lust.
Filled with excitement at her father's words, the horny girl sucked the entire length of his cock down her hungry throat. She was deepthroating his prick now and her little cunt was pouring out hot cuntjuice as she grew more and more aroused.
After she finished sucking her dad off, he would eat her little pussy out and then he would fuck her, Barby thought as she sucked his cock. The young girl felt deliriously happy at what was happening between her and her dad. Maybe he really did love her, after all!
She sucked the man's cock harder and harder, tightening and loosening her throat muscles around it. His huge prick was rock-hard and stiff as a board now.
"Suck it, baby, yeah suck it hard!" Clay yelled hoarsely, his cock twitching and jerking down the girl's hot, sucking throat.
He thrust his ass up off the bed, bucking his hips up toward the teenager's sucking mouth as she pulled in her cheeks hard, increasing the throat suction on his big cock. The squishing sounds of cock being sucked filled the air around them, turning them both on all the more.
The girl was so aroused by the fact that at long last, she was actually sucking on her dad's big, throbbing prick that she came. Her pussy shot off a series of shuddering orgasms which made her whole body vibrate with the sheer force of their explosions. Buckets and buckets of hot, thick pussycream poured from her cunthole and ran in lewd rivers down her firm thighs.
Barby moaned excitedly around the thickness of her dad's prick. As her orgasm continued to rocket through her juicy, pulsating pussy, she sucked his big cock harder. It was stuck so far down her throat now that her nose was buried smotheringly in the bed of curly prick hairs.
She could feel his hard throbbing cock knob striking repeatedly against the walls of her throat as she tightened her muscles about the big fuckrod. She moaned over and over again as she continued to deep-throat her father's prick.
All this time, her little cunt was quaking and shuddering with a series of never-ending climaxes, making her moan with pleasure and excitement as she sucked her dad's cock harder and harder, longing to make him come so she could taste and swallow his hot jizz.
She closed her fist about the base of his cock and sucked so hard now that she grew dizzy and felt faint.
"Ohhh, arrghhh, yeah, Barby, yeah, just like that! Keep on sucking my prick! I'm going to come… commmiiinnngggg!" Clay cried hoarsely as his cock swelled even more and a gusher of hot, white jism burst from the tip of his pulsating cock-knob.
Rhythmically, wad after wad of the thick gooey spunk squirted from his bursting cock into the girl's mouth, throat, and on down into her hungry belly. She tried valiantly to swallow every tasty drop of her dad's cum, but it was impossible. There was just too much of the delicious cream, and it bubbled out lewdly from the corners of her mouth, splashing down onto her huge, throbbing tits. And still she came.
With a little whimper, the young girl crawled up onto her bed and lay in her father's strong arms. He nuzzled her neck, and she shivered as she felt his hot, wet lips on her flesh. She was still so horny. She couldn't wait to feel him eating her out. And then, the moment she had waited for all her life would happen. He would fuck her, showing her finally just how much she meant to him.
"Jesus, you really know how to suck cock! No wonder you're so popular around town!" Clay said with a throaty chuckle.
Barby frowned, a little stung by her dad's words. She wished he would stop thinking of her as a whore. If he would just love her the way she needed, she would gladly give up all other guys. She would be her dad's little whore and no one else's!
Then all thoughts flew from the girl's mind as she felt something hard nudging against her leg and, glancing down, she saw with a thrill that her dad's cock was once again its throbbing full length.
"Ohhh, what a hard-on you've got, Dad!" she purred.
"Lie on your back, baby," he husked.
She obediently lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her eyes closed, knowing what was about to happen and wanting it with all of her heart. She felt her dad's hot breath on her thighs and she quivered and moaned with excitement.
Then she felt his hard tongue licking up and down the insides of her thighs. He was lapping up all of her warm fuck juices, juices which her pussy had spilled while she had come while sucking the man off.
"Ohhhh, yessss, Dad, that's wonderful!" she cried.
Clay's hot, wet tongue licked up the insides of the girl's thighs, then darted into her aching cunt, licking and licking until the girl was sure she would pass out from sheer pleasure and lust.
The man's rough tongue found her busting clit, and as she groaned over and over, he licked it hard, feeling the sexy girl writhing beneath him.
"Ohhhh! Dad! You're licking my cunt! Just like I've always wanted… ohhhhh!" she groaned.
She thrashed about wildly on the bed. She had had her little cunt eaten out hundreds of times, but nothing could equal the thrill of having her very own dad's mouth sucking her off.
Her little cunt was an ocean of juice which only increased as the wet, gurgling sounds made by her father's mouth turned her on all the more.
Clay groaned with excitement as he tasted the sweet honey pouring from the teenager's cunt. He had sucked a lot of pussies in his time, but he had never tasted any as sweet as Barby's. He moved his tongue from her clit, lapping along the tight walls of her cunt, and finally thrusting it into her fuckhole.
"Aieeeee!" Barby screamed, feeling as though her dad were fucking her with a miniature cock. She loved it!
Clay's tongue left the girl's pussyhole and moved again to her pulsing clit, pressing it, teasing it, licking it, even nibbling on it, until she came again.
"Ahhhh! Commmiiinnngg!" she yelled as she saw bright flashes of color behind her closed eyelids. She came hard, her fuck-juices pouring from her small, tight pussyhole and into her dad's mouth.
Groaning, Clay eagerly lapped up the girl's cuntjuice, licking and licking until he had swallowed every drop of the delicious-tasting girt-cum.
In a lust-haze, Barby lifted her head and saw her dad staring with desire at her cunt. She knew that he wanted to fuck her and it was what she wanted too… more than anything in the entire world.
"Oh, God, Dad, don't let us wait any longer! We should have fucked each other ages ago! Then we could have been closer! Love me, Dad, love me now! Fuck me and prove how much you love your girl!" she begged tearfully.
"No, I can't," the man said sadly, moving away from her.
"What?" Barby cried, shocked. She had been so sure that he would fuck her now…
"It's wrong," Clay repeated maddeningly. "You mean because we're father and daughter?" she asked.
"No… it's wrong because Hal's waiting to fuck you and I promised him that he could. And I owe him all that money…"
"Dad! I can't believe what I'm hearing!" Barby cried, moving back from her father and sitting up in bed. "I'm your daughter! Don't you think you owe me something? More than your friend?"
Clay stood up and zipped his fly up. Then he walked slowly toward the door.
"Hal has been very patient. He's waited long enough for you," Clay said softly, not meeting the girl's eyes as she stared dumbfounded at him. "We shouldn't have made him wait this long, Barby. It wasn't right for us to do what we just did because it made poor Hal wait out there all by himself. You shouldn't have seduced me like that, Barby. Now you lie down and get ready for him. He's my best friend and he's gonna fuck you now."
"But, Dad!" she cried protestingly. "What we did just now… my sucking you off… you eating my pussy out… it wasn't wrong! It was wonderful! Didn't any of that mean anything to you."
"Barby, you gotta understand that the main reason I let you suck my cock and the main reason I ate your little pussy was to get you all ready for Hal," Clay said.
"What?" Barby cried, hardly able to believe her own ears.
"That's right. You've been so resistant to Hal fucking you, though I'll never understand why. He's such a great guy and not at all bad-looking. But anyway, with your uptight attitude, I was afraid that your little pussy would be all dry for his cock and that can be painful for a guy, you know. So I just did what I had to do to get you nice and wet."
Barby sat there with her mouth open in shock and dismay. She watched her father walk out of her room and she heard his voice as he spoke to his buddy.
"Sorry to keep you waiting so long, Hal. And I'm sorry if your feelings have been hurt by any of the things Barby said."
"Hell, that's okay, just so's I get to fuck the little whore," Hal's voice said.
"Sure, you will. She's right in there and all nice and naked just for you. Now she may put up a fight, but you just take her. Take what you want from her. She's yours for the rest of the night."
Barby gasped. She heard Hal's crude laughter and then he came into her room. He was wearing only his jeans now and he grinned at the girl as he unbuckled his belt.
She watched him wordlessly, unable to move or speak. She was paralyzed with fear and anger and a hot, pounding hurt deep down that was caused by the painful knowledge of what she had finally just admitted to herself: her father didn't care anything about her, probably never had. And she knew that her mother and Mark didn't care about her, either. That was the hard truth and she could no longer deny it.
Hal pulled his jeans off, still grinning at the girl, his hungry eyes raking over her naked body. He stood there naked now, with his long, skinny cock hanging between his legs.
"I've been looking forward to this moment for a very tong time, girl," he said. "You're the sexiest little whore I've ever seen, and I've been wanting a piece of you for years! Then when I saw you out front in that car with that stud's dick up inside your little pussy. God, I just about creamed in my jeans!"
Barby's eyes darted about her room, trying to figure out if there were some way she could escape her fate. The skinny man began to move toward her bed, and still she was unable to move.
Hal got up on the bed, and reaching out eagerly, he touched Barby's tits. His hands were cold and she closed her eyes, trying to think of something, anything besides those cold hands on her tits.
He ran his fingers around her nipples and then he began to twist and pull them. She winced with the pain, feeling no pleasure whatever and he laughed crudely.
"You love this, don't you, girl?" he asked lewdly.
But she didn't. She hated it.
"I heard you saying all those bad things about me, Barby. I heard you saying you didn't want me. But I just knew that when I got in here and you saw my cock and felt me touching you like this, you'd like it plenty. Girls like you always like it."
"Girls like me?" she echoed, shuddering with distaste as he kept pulling at her tits.
"Yeah, girls like you… whores. Whores always like this shit!" Hal said with a laugh.
He kept twitching and pinching her young nips as she winced and tensed her body in pain. She was sure that if any girls had told this man that they liked it when he handled them this way, they must have been prostitutes who only told him that for his money.
As he manhandled her tits, she smelled his sweaty odor and it made her want to gag. She lay there, trying desperately to think of anything that would take her mind off this awful experience. But the pain and his odor and the coldness of his hands overwhelmed her and she finally realized that she could take it no longer.
Her anger and self-respect rose to the surface and she pushed the skinny man away from her with both hands.
"No! Get the fuck away from me! Get the fuck away and get out of here! I wouldn't fuck with you in a million years!" she screamed.
"Aw, c'mon, baby, I like a girl with a little fight in her," the man said.
With all her strength, Barby pushed him away from her and rose from the bed quickly before he could grab her. She grabbed her clothes, thew the door open, and looked Hal right in the eye, holding her clothes up to hide her nakedness from him.
"Get out of here. I meant it! Just leave this house and don't try to tell my father about this tonight! If you do, I'll tell him that you couldn't get it up!"
Without another word, the skinny man threw his clothes on and dashed out of the house as if all the hounds in hell were chasing him.
Barby quickly dressed and then she dragged her battered suitcase out of the closet and began to pack. For the teenager finally realized that she had to get out of there. She knew that she could no longer stay in that house or that town one moment, longer.
When she was all packed, she cautiously went out into the hallway and was glad to see that all was dark. Obviously, her father had gone off to bed right after sending his friend into her room.
She tiptoed silently into the kitchen and reached for the jar of petty cash which was kept high up on a cupboard shelf. Barby took out just enough money for a bus ticket to the city where her uncle and his family lived, figuring that her parents owed her at least that much.
Then, as she stood there with the money in her hand, staring into the jar at all the money that was left, she felt another surge of anger at her father.
"You bastard," she hissed softly, "you had enough money here to pay Hal off. You had enough and more, you worthless bastard! You just wanted me to fuck with him because he's your friend and you care more about him than your own daughter!"
Struggling not to cry, Barby left the house quietly, knowing that she intended to never return. Then, dragging her suitcase down the street, she made her way to the bus station where she bought a one-way ticket to the city and to a new life that she knew just had to be a lot happier than the one she was leaving behind.