The minute Pam entered the house, she ran to her room for privacy. She closed the door quickly and stood gazing at herself in the mirror. Her throat felt tight. Her tits were rising and falling rapidly with her breathing. She looked flushed. Her fingerfucking in the car hadn't helped at all. Her pussy felt feverish and nervous.
She caught her breath when the door opened. At the same time she heard the shower running in the bathroom. Her mother was taking a shower. Her father was approaching her.
Pam watched him come up behind her in the mirror. Then she felt him press his boner against her ass, and watched his big hands come around her waist and slip up to her tits.
"Daddy, don't," she rasped none too convincingly.
Jack Turner chuckled and covered her ripe young tits with his hands. His hard-on throbbed against her ass and he snickered, "You want this, don't you?"
"No… no…" Pam breathed hotly. But she went against his body and her luscious tits rose up in his mauling hands. She felt her nipples stand up inside her swimsuit.
"What were doing at the beach, you little vixen," her dad taunted her. "You're horny, aren't you? What were you doing? Playing with the boys? Who got my little girl all upset like this? You sexy little doll."
"Daddy, don't," Pam whimpered helplessly. She wished she had the strength to reach up and stop his hands from teasing her tits, but she didn't. She was as weak as a kitten in his arms. He knew it.
He slipped a hand behind her and unzipped the back of her swimsuit. Pam stared into her mirror and saw the front of it loosen across her ripe, thrusting tits, then felt it slip on them. Her dad eased her suit down in front. Pam caught her lower lip between her teeth and sobbed helplessly as he lewdly bared both her jutting tits.
"Your nipples need sucking," her father said knowingly.
"No, no, noooo…" Pam whimpered.
Her dad chuckled and turned her around in his hot hands. He dropped his face to her chest and quickly captured a perky pink nipple in his mouth. Munching on her tit, he sucked her nipple hard and whipped it with the tip of his tongue. His hand gripped her other tit and kneaded it and stroked her other nipple. Pam's knees went weak and she thought she would collapse.
"Hey, you've got it bad," her father murmured against her tit.
He pushed her swimsuit down over her lithe young hips and lowered it past her cute navel, then beyond her furry patch of cunt-hair. The elastic thing clung to her thighs and he had to push harder to get the suit below her knees.
He dropped to his knees and kissed his daughter's darling little cunt. Pam gasped as his tongue licked at her pussy-lips. Her senses reeled and her nipples stung. Her cunt pressed forward as if her pussy wanted the man's big tongue. Pam's feet moved, stepped out of her swimsuit. Her thighs parted, then opened wide as she set her feet apart. The V of her legs widened, and there was her pretty pussy, pink and inviting, sort of quivery and excited.
Her dad muttered something and attacked her cunt with lips, tongue and teeth. He caught her quivery little clit between his teeth and nibbled hornily. At the same time, his wicked tongue lashed it like a whip. Each lap against her flesh made Pam jerk and wiggle, until in just a matter of moments, her whole body was arching and humping and twisting hotly. Her eyes closed and her lips parted as her inflamed pussy churned on her dad's wicked tongue. She couldn't stop thrusting her cunt at him, couldn't keep from coming on his mouth.
Jack Turner was in command now and he knew it. A glance up at his daughter's face, beyond her thrusting, jerking tits, told him she was in seventh heaven whether she wanted to be or not. The look of anguished sex on her pretty face was enough to make his swollen cock throb like a wildly beating heart. It added to his delight to see Pam grasp her aching tits in her hands and squeeze them hard while she screwed her cunt round and round on his mouth.
He heard the shower water stop. Pam didn't. She was out of it. But her father released her quivering, shaking young body and got to his feet. Pam couldn't believe it when she felt her pussy abandoned.
"Daddy!" she gasped, forcing her eyes to open to see him. "What are you doing to me? Please… don't stop… I'll be nice to you, but… ohhh, please, lick me, lick me!"
Her father loved the moment and cherished it with a rather evil look on his face. He stood at the door and grinned lewdly at her. His gaze traveled slowly up and down her voluptuous young body.
"Save it for me, baby," he snickered. "I'll get to you just as soon as I can."
"Oh, my God!" Pam rasped hotly, and fell across her bed, panting and writhing. One hand grabbed a tight tit while the other rubbed frantically on her pussy. She wiggled and moaned helplessly, aching for sex, dying for it, and hating herself for her feelings.
"I've got to stop this," she panted. "I've got to! I can't let him make me this way! He'll use me again. Oh, God, he'll make me fuck like crazy. He'll drive me crazy on his cock! Ohhh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna!"
She tore her hands away from her vibrating body and struggled to her feet. She grabbed her bathrobe and tugged it over her body. She hurried to the door, opened it and peered outside. Her parents muffled voices came from their bedroom. Pam rushed into the bathroom and locked herself inside.
She dropped her robe and climbed into the shower. She quickly got the water jetting against her body in hopes of cooling herself off. The water was too cold and made little shivers run up and down her flesh. She got the water warmer, nicer, more comfortable, and her whole body relaxed under the soothing spray.
She heaved a deep sigh of relief, the shower felt so good. She wanted it to wash away this afternoon with those boys and the moments with her raunchy dad. She wanted the stinging spray to wash away her desires, her needs, her lewd thoughts.
I have to stop thinking about sex, she told herself. Every time she thought about those boys' stiff pricks, she got all trembly and excited. Wasn't that why she couldn't resist her father's sexual advances? Wasn't that why her foolish little cunt wanted to cream a lot? Wasn't that why she felt too weak to stop her daddy from fucking her any time he felt like it?
She would just have to get her mind on something else, she thought. It was the only way she could turn off the alarming tickle in her pussy. She would have to pretend that she hadn't played with two boys' pricks, that her dad hadn't sucked her pussy and made her come like crazy.
Pam was kidding herself again. No way could she forget those sexy things. Her pussy and tits wouldn't let her. The water stung her nipples as she remembered sucking a bay's stiff, wet cock. The stream of warmth jetted against her pussy-mound as she thought of her father kneeling in front of her like a slave eating her cunt. Her whole body tingled under the shower as she recalled the marvelous sensations of pleasure a girl gets during orgasms.
Against her will, new excitement coursed through her naked, writhing body. She moved sensuously under the spray and let the water play sharply against her tits and pussy. Trembling fingers grabbed the washcloth, a heavy and rather rough fabric. She rubbed it across her jutting tits and spiking pink nipples.
"Ohhhmmm," she moaned, surrendering to the exquisite feelings. Her nipples pushed against the washcloth in her hand. Her tits felt like they would burst with pleasure. Pam heaved a sigh of resignation. It was so use. She couldn't fight her own passions and desires. A short whimper of surrender escaped her throat as she realized that she would have to make herself come. How could she withstand her own impulses?
Like most young girls who have to justify their sex habits, Pam found a good excuse for getting herself off in the shower. If she came real good and satisfied her naughty little cunt, wouldn't she then be able to resist her dad better? If she wasn't so horny, she wouldn't give her father so much erotic pleasure. That was it! Of course! She would come and come and come and cheat her dad of her orgasms!
With that wicked thought in mind, she thrust the rough washcloth down between her thighs and scraped it up and down on her hot pussy. She wedged the cloth between her cuntlips and rubbed. She gave a shudder of pure delight as the wet thing scraped against her clit and she humped her pussy forward several times and squirmed it around.
With her head thrown back and her tits heaving rapidly, she dropped the washcloth suddenly and grabbed her pussy anxiously with her clutching fingers. Her fingers could get where the cloth couldn't reach. She needed that now.
She tipped her hips up and parted her cuntlips. The jet of water stung her little pink clit for her. Her ass quivered as she humped forward to get more of these tremendous sex sensations. Panting hotly, she lowered herself into the tub. She set a leg on each side of the tub, stretched her pussy open and wiggled into a position so the water-jets crashed into her fuck-hole and clit. She was a squirming, humping little girl in no time.
She had to come. That was her primary goal now. She had to rob her father of her fuckjuice, of her pleasure, of her needs. She inched a finger up into her fuck-hole and whimpered softly as she screwed her cunt round and round. Soon that wasn't enough either. She inserted another finger with the first and the two together stretched open her cunt-hole nicely. She fucked them in and out faster and faster.
"Ew-eww-ewwwwwmmmmm," she moaned sexily as she felt her pussy beginning to juice up. The tickle in her cunt grew intense and she loved it because her father wouldn't be able to exploit her now. She was going to satisfy her pussy right now. And she did. She bit her lip and groaned like a hurt little animal as her ass jumped in the tub and her cunt creamed like mad. Silky fuck-juice squished between her fucking fingers and mingled with the shower water. Pam fucked her hips hornily then and came like crazy.
But even that wasn't enough. Not now that she was aflame with lust. Panting breathlessly, she scrambled to her knees, and reached out of the tub to the cabinet under the sink. Her fingers trembled as she yanked a drawer open. Her small fist tightened around the handle of a hairbrush.
A soft sound escaped her throat as she quickly sat down with the hairbrush tightly in hand. Turning the implement around, she gently inserted the curved end into her pussyhole. She grunted and opened her legs real wide to make her cunt-mouth stretch open for the handle. The plastic dildo disappeared into her pussy and Pam caught her breath.
A moment later she gasped hornily and started fucking herself viciously with the hairbrush handle. In and out, in and out in a delicious fuck-rhythm, the device fucked. And pretty Pam whimpered with crazed pleasure as she humped and twisted and squirmed in the tub. Her tits felt like they'd burst. Her ass felt like it was burning. Her cunt felt juicy and anxious. With eyes closed in rapture of her own, she gripped the hairbrush handle in both hands and fucked into her pussy. When it was firmly imbedded in her ticklish spot deep inside her cunt, she fucked her pussy hotly and quickly, making her pussy churn on the sextoy.
Her orgasm was enough to drive her out of her young mind. The hairbrush handle lent a lot to her pleasure. Her twisting young cunt flooded and, as if the hairbrush handle had punctured a dike, her abundant fuck-juices came gushing from her fuck-hole. The stream of shower water crashed against her squirming, coming pussy.
"Oh, ohhh, ohhhmmmm," Pam moaned. She eased the sex-toy out of her soaked little cunt-slit and panted for breath. She washed the hairbrush in the stream of water, then got up and dried it on a towel. Knuckles rapped on the bathroom door.
"Pamela," her mother said through the door. "Don't spend all night in there."
"Be right out, Mom," Pam called back.
She turned off the shower, dried herself with a towel, slipped into her robe, and hurried back to her bedroom. She smiled at her mirrored reflection. She felt victorious. The tickle in her cunt had stopped. Her pussy felt satisfied. Her nipples had stopped tingling so much. She sighed with relief. Now she could withstand anything her father dished out. Or so she thought.
It was inevitable that her father would try to get at her. How could he resist after watching her cute little ass wiggle all over the beach? How could he resist after seeing her aroused and flushed with erotic feelings? How could he resist when every solid inch of his cock was aching to get at her sweet young body?
Pam felt quite secure in herself now. Even when she heard her mother and father in the living room.
"That's a marvelous idea!" she heard her mom declare.
What was a marvelous idea? Pam moved to the door and pressed her little ear against it. What had her father suggested that pleased her mom?
"We'll be eating later then," her mother said.
"That's okay," her dad replied. "It's worth the wait."
"Okay," her mom said. "I haven't had filet in a long time. You're sure we can afford it this week? Okay – it's your money. I'll be back as soon as I can."
Pam heard the front door close, then heard the car start up. So that was it! Her father was sending Mona out of the house so he could be alone with his little girl!
Pam backed away from the door and the backs of her legs touched the edge of her bed as the door opened. Her father came in leering at her.
Pam mustered some courage and said, "That won't do you any good. You might just as well leave me alone."
Her dad squinted his eyes curiously. He looked her up and down, liking the way her robe caressed her youthful curves. Why wasn't she looking weak and helpless?
Suspicious, he approached her. Pam stood her ground. Her dad untied the cloth belt around her slim waist. Her robe fell open and her proud tits appeared. Her dad took her cute pink nipples between his fingers and tweaked them. When Pam didn't respond or protest, he frowned at her.
"I don't care what you do," she murmured haughtily, "you're not gonna get me all horny and crazy."
"Oh, I'm not, huh? And just what makes you think so?"
"Because you can't," Pam snapped, a little proud of herself.
"Well, we'll just see about that," her father chuckled.
He grinned lewdly and removed her robe. Then he forced her down on her bed and settled beside her. He slowly stroked the tender globes of tit-flesh and ran his fingers maddeningly over her taut little nipples. Pam fought down the thrills that wanted to erupt in her tits.
Jack Turner chuckled at her, knowing her better than she knew herself. He lowered his mouth to her tit and munched as he sucked her stiffening nipple. His hand slithered down her naked body to her pussy-mound, and he stroked her soft, silky cunt-hair, letting just the tip of a finger kiss her cute little cunt. Pam swallowed nervously.
She choked back the wicked pleasure her dad's mouth and fingers induced in her sensitive body. She shut her eyes and held her breath, fighting against motions and moans. She didn't want to yield to her father's manipulations of her tits and cunt.
If I can just hold out till Mom comes back, she thought. Then she would win this little war with her dad. She would beat him at his own game if she could just not whimper and wiggle. So she held perfectly still even though her tits quivered slightly as her father sucked at them and her pussy trembled as he wiggled a big finger up into her fuck-hole. She refused to let her ass move for him.
Hurry, Mom, hurry! she silently pleaded. Ohhhh, how long does it take to go to a store! Hurry! Please! Hurry before he gets the best of me again!
Jack Turner was well aware of his daughter's struggle and he sort of admired her spunk. But it made him chuckle to feel her trying not to move. Her lovely naked body wouldn't stay still, no matter how hard Pam tried to resist her own emotions. Her tits and pussy couldn't long resist her father's mouth, tongue and fingers.
A little gurgling sound bubbled in Pam's throat as her dad's rigid finger probed deeply inside her wet cunt. Her breathing quickened and that made her ripe tits quiver. Her father parted the pink fleshy lips of her moist pussy with two fingers at once and fucked deeply into her pulsing pussy. When they were well planted, he made them wiggle and jerk around in the pit of her tummy. Pam had to fight harder to combat the new sensations that threatened to overwhelm her senses.
Her pretty head twisted on the bed. She bit her lower lip. Her luscious tits thrust harder as her dad's mouth, lips and tongue assaulted them. Back and forth went his horny mouth from tit to tit, from nipple to nipple. And, all the while, his two big fingers dug and drilled into her pussy. Pam clenched the blankets in both fists and held on for dear life against the thrills that wanted to submerge her in an ocean of lust.
Her father, bent on winning this battle, determined to make his little girl plead for cock, slithered his wet tongue under her jutting tits and licked his way down the center of her quivering body to her cunt-hair. Pam gritted her teeth against the feeling in her pussy as her dad's tongue licked her clit.
Her hell-bent dad knew how to turn her into the craven teenager he desired. He slipped to his knees beside the bed and buried his face between Pam's open thighs. He licked his tongue back and forth across her puffy pussylips. Then he parted the lips with his thumbs and fucked his tongue straight into her juicy pink fuck-hole.
"Ohhhh!" Pam squealed as if she'd been stabbed. And she lost all control. Her whole body jerked on the bed as her father's evil tongue sliced up into her and fucked in and out hornily. Her tits jerked and her ass humped furiously on the bed until her soaked little cunt was slamming against her father's sucking mouth.
"Ohhh, nooo…" the poor girl whimpered. "I didn't want to… I didn't want to… ohhh, nooo!"
Jack Turner chewed into his daughter's helpless cunt and sucked her pussy until Pam was no more than a quivering mass of female flesh.
In spite of herself, she thrust her hands down and gripped her dad's head tightly. She thrust her pussy up in the air and yanked hard. Her father's mouth crashed into her crotch and his thick tongue fucked into her hot twisting pussy.
He tongue-fucked her until she was gasping for air and moaning with obvious passion. Then he withdrew his tongue from her aching cunt and stood up. He grinned lewdly at her, triumphant once again over her sexual desires.
"That'll teach you," he chuckled, and left her writhing there, moaning and groaning.