Camille huddled in her room, nestled on a corner of her bed. Her father would be coming over from the camp any time now. She was going to catch hell tonight. Antoine was raging mad at her, angry and drinking heavily as he had served the fishing party their dinner.
She didn't know who had told on her. Cammy suspected Gilbert might have. Her brother had been terribly quiet tonight. It could have been Gilbert. It could have been Pierre. It could have been anybody who lived along the bayou. It didn't really matter who had told of seeing her on the bridge with Buck. She had been seen and Antoine was in a rage with her about it.
Her father had not beaten her in several years. Cammy tried to remember the circumstances of her last thrashing, but all she could think of was the rage in his eyes tonight.
"Where have you been?" he demanded as she returned to the camp after leaving Buck. "You think you're too good to work around here any more?"
"Out on the bayou," she panted, out of breath from the run. "I lost track of time."
"More interested in the rich boy and his boat?" Antoine snapped. "Too busy entertaining Harry Simpson's boy?"
She stared at him a moment, seeing the seething anger that glowed in his eyes. Cammy tried to smile at him and pat him on the arm as she turned to begin her delayed chores in the kitchen.
"I'm sorry," she muttered. "I'll get my work done. Don't worry about it."
Antoine watched her coldly, then turned and walked off. During the evening he continued drinking until he was staggering around the camp. His anger did not diminish, though. After she had helped Yvonne clean up from supper, he walked back into the kitchen and ordered her to go back to the house and wait for him. She had obeyed, seeing the expression of concern and sympathy in Yvonne's eyes. The older girl had caught her by the arm as she started to leave.
"Yes?" Cammy asked, looking into Yvonne's moist brown eyes. After all, Yvonne was part of the reason for her troubles. If Buck had not heard about Yvonne's hot pussy, then he wouldn't have been cruising along the bayou looking for a dark-haired Cajun. It was because of Yvonne that she was in trouble. It was because he thought she was Yvonne that Buck had taken her so far down the bayou. It was his assumption that she was Yvonne that led him to lure her into the cabin of the boat and fuck her. Still, Cammy wasn't angered at her sister-in-law. Her eyes met Yvonne's. She stopped quickly up against the older girl and kissed her on the cheek. Yvonne held her tightly a moment, then patted her ass as she turned again and slipped through the door.
Cammy huddled on the bed, wondering how much her sister-in-law suspected. She thought of Yvonne's luscious curves and felt the small tingle run through her body. Buck had thought she was Yvonne. Buck had looked at her young body and thought that she must be the Cajun beauty he had heard about. Cammy relaxed for a moment. She hopped up from the bed and walked to her mirror. She posed her lithe body and eyed the swell of her tits, the firm thrust of her ass, the clean lines of her legs. Maybe she was sexy enough to be mistaken for Yvonne. She smiled and turned around, looking at her curvy body reflected in the mirror.
She was shaken by the sound of the door opening. Antoine called for her as he walked into the house. She listened to the drunken tone of his voice. Cammy shuddered in fear a moment then felt a new wave of emotion surge through her. Hell no, she wouldn't be afraid of him. She had watched him fuck Yvonne earlier today. Who the hell did he think be was, getting so damn mad at her for taking a boat ride with Buck Simpson? He had fucked his son's wife. He had no business getting so angry with her. Shit! He didn't know she had fucked the bland boy. He had no way of knowing.
"What do you want?" she sneered at him, leaning against the door of her room. She would not let him hassle her. She'd be damned if she'd let him beat her. He'd have one hell of a fight on his hands if he tried to lay a hand on her.
"Have to straighten things out," he snarled as he walked toward her. "Have to find out what you've been up to."
"None of your damn business," she shot back. "I was late for my chores, but I got them done. Ask Yvonne if I didn't get everything done that I'm supposed to do."
"Before that," he told her. "I mean what were you doing on the city kid's boat this afternoon."
"None of your damn business!" she shouted. "I have some time that's my own. I don't have to account to you for everything."
He walked to her and took her by the shoulders. He shook her roughly, his eyes blazing at her, his breath coming in sharp gasps. Cammy struggled against the grip. He was too strong, though. Damn, he was stronger than she realized! His fingers cut into her skin. She tried to kick out at him, but he laughed at her feeble attempts and pushed her back into her room.
Antoine saw the angry heaving of her tits inside her skimpy halter. He looked at her crotch, the soft curves of her hips and thighs. Damn, she was getting to be a little beauty! The rich boys had discovered that, too. He thought of the blond kid, thought of him pulling those shorts down and sticking his cock into that lovely little body. His nostrils flared at the thought. His cock swelled as he imagined what Buck Simpson must have felt as he fucked this delicious girl.
"You fucked him, didn't you!" he panted. "You putting out for all the city boys who come down the bayou? You showing them what bayou pussy tastes like?"
"I'm not fucking my own daughter-in-law!" she snapped at him. She had said it! She was glad she had said it. She saw her wards strike him, saw him tense at what she had said. Antoine's mouth dropped open in surprise. He released her spontaneously as her accusation stunned him.
"Who told you that?" he gasped. "Who's been going around telling things like that?"
"Nobody told me," she sneered. "Nobody had to. I saw you. I had a free afternoon from school today. I was home when you took her to bed."
Antoine stared at her. It was out! She knew about Yvonne. He wondered how much else she knew about Yvonne. He stared at her deeply, trying to read behind the anger which flashed through her eyes. Damn! She was a gorgeous little piece of tail.
He reached for her again, catching her arm and pulling her roughly toward him. He held her against his body, feeling her tits rub his chest as she struggled and panted.
"Sneaking around, were you!" he gasped. "Sneaking around the house, then sneaking off to fuck the city boy! I'll teach you to sneak around!"
He wrestled her down onto the bed. The whiskey, his anger, the touch of her soft, young body had his passion soaring. What did he have to lose? He jerked her halter off and sank his face into her tits. His hands caressed the satin skin of her body, holding her by the shoulders, while he wrapped his legs around her to keep her still. He kissed and sucked the heaving tits, maddened by the sweetness of her skin, the soft fullness of the tits.
"Ahhhh!" he gasped. "They are as sweet as I thought! No wonder the boys come down here panting after you. Ahhhhh! What a pair of tits!"
Cammy tried to twist from under him. The smell of the whiskey on his breath sickened her. The rough touch of his light beard raked her tits. She rolled from side to side, trying to find some way to escape. She drew her knees upward quickly, feeling the harsh contact with his body, hoping she might have stunned him enough. She stunned him, but only into more determined groping over her body.
"You want to fight, don't you!" Antoine laughed. "All right, young lady, let's have a little rough play."
He was suddenly all over her, his hands clawing her, shaking her, mangling at her tits and ass and thighs. He threw her on the bed roughly, rolling her over and over while he laughed in the enjoyment of her touch. She caught her breath as be forced her across his legs as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"What you need is to be settled down," he panted. "A good spanking always calmed you when you were a little girl. Maybe that's what I ought to give you now."
He pulled her shorts down and fingered her ass, stretching her thin nylon panties. He patted and caressed the firm, round buttocks, then pulled the panties down her legs. He grabbed her bare ass and squeezed the trembling flesh in delight Cammy tried to struggle, attempting to roll from his legs when his elbow fell.
"Owwwww?" she gasped as her ass stung from his slap. "Damn it! That hurts!"
"I'm supposed to say it hurts me just as much," Antoine laughed as he slapped her ass several more times. "I can't say that, though. This ass feels too good under my hand! Damn, what an ass!"
He slapped her steadily. She could feel her ass jump from the stinging blow, then prepare for the next descent of his hand. Cammy gasped beneath his spanking, realizing he wasn't really hitting her that hard. He wasn't hitting her hard at ail. He was stinging the hell out of her ass, but he wasn't hurting her. She shuddered at the realization that she was actually beginning to enjoy the spanking. Her body pulsed with the rhythm of his blows. Her pussy was tingling in rising desire. Her tits rubbed lushly against his leg until he began to fondle them. He fingered her nipples, squeezing them into little hard mounds of flesh.
She could feel his cock struggling against her as his own sensuous lust mounted. She felt the heat, the pulsing warmth coming through his pants and spreading through her. His cock! Cammy suddenly pictured ills cock as he fucked Yvonne. That huge cock! She knew he was not going to end with spanking her. She had no doubt that he planned to fuck her afterwards. Whether he planned it or not he would fuck her. His cock was getting excited for him not to. Damn it, her own passions were getting too aroused for her to let him stop if he wanted to. Still, the memory of his monstrous cock frightened her. She had taken a smaller cock with relative ease. But was she ready for the mammoth meat her dad would drive into her pussy?
Her fears subsided as the spanking continued. She shivered and shimmered, her body glowing and throbbing with the sensuous touch of his hands across her ass. She gasped for breath. She reached for him to turn her beneath him and come over her with the poised cock. She slipped her hand along his leg and began to stroke his huge mass of throbbing flesh.
"Oh, baby!" Antoine gasped as she fingered his cock. "Ohhh! I've got to get that cock out and let you love it up."
He gathered her in his arms and set her on the bed. He twisted wildly about the bed as he tore his clothes off. Cammy watched his mammoth cock emerge, then grasped the throbbing shaft. It seemed even larger than she remembered it. She held it in both hands and began to pump the skin along the shaft. The huge organ shuddered and pulsed in her fingers.
Antoine reached for her taunting breasts with one hand, her soft, inviting pussy with the other. He slowly caressed his way between her thighs, then let his thick finger part her cuntlips. Cammy shuddered again as he kneaded her cunt into pulsing ecstasy. She writhed about the bed at his touch. Her body was throbbing as madly as his huge cock. Her breath was no longer steady. She gasped and panted in surging, soaring sensuality as she pulled and pumped on his shaft.
Her dad fell on her tits once more. He caught one in his mouth, sucking almost the entire globe inside and tonguing it into delirium. He switched to the other tit and gave it the same insane treatment.
He drove his finger past her clit and spread her cunt walls in slow, delicious strokes. Cammy felt her juices oozing around the finger, oiling the way for it, preparing her cunt for his frightening cock. She clamped her thighs against his hand and shook her ass in delight as he sucked deeper and stronger on her tits.
"Oooooo!" she panted. "Dad, you're turning me on! You're driving me up a wall!"
"You'd better get turned on," he told her as he lifted his face from her tits a moment. "AS lovely as you are, I'll never stop now. You'd better get ready to be fucked. I'm going to ram this cock of mine into you and fuck that delicious tail off of you. Damn! You're gorgeous! You're more beautiful than I had dreamed!"
She worked frantically on his cock. She fingered his balls. She hunched herself on his probing, delightful finger. Cammy thrust her tits toward him and thrashed her chest about to intensify the luscious experience of his hands. She felt his tongue lapping her nipples, turning them frantic in erotic desire. Her body throbbed and pulsed, aching for him to plunge his cock into her wet and shimmering pussy.
"Fuck me!" she shrieked. "Oooo, I want to be fucked. I want to feel a cock in me! Let me try it. Let's see if your big meat will go in me!"
In the fury of her passion, she no longer feared his massive prick. She no longer cringed at the thought of it tearing into her. She felt only a craving for it. She wanted to feel Antoine force its huge, bulging head between her cuntlips and drive into her steaming, pussy. Her body tingled as she felt him climb onto her, finally ready to fuck her.
His big prick throbbed before her, the huge rod pumped about her lips. Antoine's prick cased into her tiny cunt, shaking in wild excitement as her pussy collapsed around the shaft. His cock lunged into her, then slowly spread her and forced its way nude. Her cunt glowed from the intense pressure. Her pussy went into a wild, pulsating frenzy clumped around his warm cock.
"Oooo," she moaned. "Oooooo, it'll go in. Yes, daddy, it'll go in me. Oooooo, yes! Like that! Like that! Ooooo!"
"Easy, baby," he soothed her. "I don't want to hurt that delicate pussy. I want to fuck you, but no need to hurt you if I don't have to. Let it go in slowly. There, baby, there."
He lifted her ass, then pulled her pillow down and slid it under her rump. His cock began to enter with less pain, enter and begin to snake along her trembling passage. Cammy hunched herself onto the shaft, the tight fit allowing her to feel every tremble of his cock, every spasm. She felt the throbs transfer into her own body. She shook with his emotions. She tingled with his sensations. They were one!
"Now!" she pleaded. "Fuck me! Ooooooo, daddy, fuck me! Drive me crazy with that pecker! Ooooo, let me feel it get mad in there. Ooooo, that feels so wonderful, sooooo neat!"
His hand returned to her tits as he pumped his cock back and forth. Her cunt grasped his shaft as her tits swelled into his delighted hands. Antoine brought his face down to her lips and began to kiss her waiting mouth. He felt her delicate tongue play as she responded to him. She sucked at his mouth as sweetly and delicately as her pussy sucked his cock.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, shaking with heightening lust. She could hear the soft sound of their bodies against each other. She could hear his cock driving into her juicy pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist and hunched herself frantically onto his cock. She waved her ass frantically to increase the maddening friction. She hugged him and rolled on the bed, lost in the sensual pleasure of his magnificent fuck.
"Mmmmmm," she groaned. She pulled her mouth from his. "Fuck me, daddy," she pleaded. "Fuck me. I'm building up to my orgasm. Please, daddy, fuck me! Unload in me! Please, daddy, fuck me! Ooooo, I'm ready! Ooooo, please!"
She was vibrating horribly. Her orgasm overwhelmed her. She began shaking uncontrollably. She felt herself paralyzed and helpless as she shook in the delicious sensations of her climax. She gasped and shuddered, lost in the delirious thrill of her fuck.
Antoine watched the soft glow that spread over his daughter. He saw her tits heaving in the excitement, the flaring of her nostrils, her uncontrollable writhing. He continued to fuck her in long, slow, steady thrusts. His cock reached deeper and deeper into her. He cupped her exquisite tits, adoring her soft beauty as he led her through the orgasm. He continued fucking as one of her climaxes subsided and another began building. His cock swelled proudly inside her. He caressed her tits with new happiness. A hell of a daughter, he thought. She was the most beautiful girl he could imagine. She was his, his Camille. She was his sweet Cammy. She was one hell of a fuck. Damn, but she was a good fuck.
"Now," he told her as she rose to her second orgasm. "Now your old dad will get his. Get ready, precious baby, this time I'm coming with you."
Cammy felt the surging power rise through her once more. She shook as frantically as before. She was just as paralyzed in ecstasy as before. She could feel him driving his maddened cock in her. She saw his face contorted in his anxiety to unload his charge.
"Ooooo," she gasped. "Fuck me, daddy! I'm there again." He filled her. His cock began spurting its load slowly. Ooooo, daddy I want your cum! Fill me up! Oooooo!
Gradually it built up, then began to shoot his hot juice through her wildly and lustfully. He emptied himself into her as she gasped and panted below.