Anarchy In America ­ The Enclave

By Buckaroo Banzai

© Copyright 2003, Buckaroo Bonzai. All rights reserved.

Part Nine

Part Nine

Kathryn nervously knelt on the edge of her bed waiting for her father to appear. In the last ten days, they'd built a bedtime routine, one which she was determined to alter tonight. Usually, her father would stop by her room first, where she would kiss and suck him until he was hard and ready to rock. Then he'd move into Kim's room, or to their mother's room, where they would have the opportunity to bring him off. Nearly every night she'd heard one or the other wailing in pleasure, enjoying an orgasm while she was left to pleasure herself. She was not only jealous, but horny as well.

It didn't help matters that at school the soldiers were spending much more time trolling around her sister than around her. Sure, a few had flirted with her and alluded to the fun they'd have once her Presentation to the General was over. But they flocked around Kim, and she was always giving them a glimpse or a feel of what would be theirs once the Presentation was completed. If her Mom and her sister were going to become the soldiers' favorite, that left her with just one option: to become her father's favorite. Tonight marked the first step in that campaign.

Because her father had complimented her on it, she hadn't changed from that afternoon's uniform. True to his nature, he'd settled on a wardrobe that was both flexible and controllable. On any given day, one girl would be wearing lingerie that left her top uncovered, one would leave her bottom uncovered, and one would leave both uncovered. That day she'd been scheduled to be both topless and bottomless, but she'd thrown a little twist in. Besides the thigh-high stockings and high heels, she wore a black cummerbund around her waist, and a black bow-tie around her neck. For her imaginative dress, her father had favored her with an extra helping at dinner, as well as an order to wear the outfit again next time.

She smiled her brightest smile when her father walked into the room. He wore only a long bathrobe, and she knew that he was most certainly naked underneath. Though he tried to look happy, she could see the tired circles forming under his eyes. She knew he worked long hours during the day. And then spent many hours training his wife and daughters in the fine art of pleasing a man. It didn't leave him much time to relax. She hoped that she could become his refuge.

"Daddy, you look tense," she said, taking his hand. "Let me try and relax you."

He looked down at her with a strange smile on his face and she knew that she'd scored a point. She'd never been so blatantly sexual with him before. Urging him onto the bed, she opened his bathrobe and knelt between his legs, releasing the buttons on the cummerbund and tossing it aside. Bending over, she pulled his flaccid manhood into her mouth, rolling the soft skin around in her mouth, sucking and tugging on it as though it only needed to be straightened to become erect. She kept her hair swept out of the way, so he could have a clear view of her ministrations, and occasionally rubbed her breasts along his legs as she bent to her task. When he began to harden, she turned her attention to the large and hairy balls below his shaft. Lapping at them noisily, she soon had them dancing upon her tongue. She had to move her head often to keep them there, as her father squirmed with delight at her enthusiastic foreplay. By now she knew every ridge and muscle of his thick cock, but she still paused to marvel as it grew to it's full, massive height. Doubling her efforts, she took the bulbous head into her mouth and sucked hard, at the same time pumping the shaft in her palm. Her efforts were rewarded as several drops of cum suddenly dripped onto her tongue, the saltiness filling her mouth.

"I want your cock inside me," she whispered into his balls, before repeating it in a louder urgent plea. "Please, please, fuck me with your cock. Fill me up! Fuck me! Oh, please," she begged.

He pressed on her shoulder as a signal to roll over, then immediately crouched between her open legs. With his eyes locked on hers, he pressed himself against her slit, then swiftly and purposely slid himself inside her. His cock felt mammoth inside her, and she clamped her pussy muscles together to make the fit even tighter. With a grunt of appreciation he responded, lengthening and speeding his thrusts until she was literally being pushed about the bed.

She wasted no time in pressing her fingers against her clit, rubbing frantically in time with his fucking. She felt hot, steamy, as though fire were about to burst forth from every orifice in her body. Playing to the man atop her, she began pinching and twisting her nipples, the sparking sensations mixing with the buzz from her clit to fill her with a feeling of urgent expectancy. Suddenly her father pulled his long, wet member out of her, leaving her gasping in surprise. She smiled, then, as he pushed her legs up into the sky and slammed his cock back into her fully exposed cunt, pressing down on her until her knees almost touched her shoulders. Face to face, she could feel his heavy panting and his carnal need. Pressing forward just a little more, he brought his lips down on hers, tonguing her mouth savagely. He tasted of stale coffee. He'd never kissed her so intimately before, but she liked it and responded in kind. He kept his face near hers for almost a minute as she planted kiss after kiss on his lips, chin, and face.

With an effort she pushed her hand between them and continued to work her clit. "I'm going to cum, Daddy!" she moaned as the waves of her orgasm threatened to breach the wall.

"Cum for me baby!" he urged her on. "Cum for your daddy and his big cock!"

She pressed even harder and screamed out as the powerful orgasm shook her body to its very core. She squealed and clenched her pussy around her father's invading cock, which hadn't slowed in the least. In just moments, she could see past the tangle of arms and legs that he was tensing for his own orgasm.

"Take me!" she urged him on. "Take me, I'm yours," she begged.

Springing to his feet, he pulled out of her and pumped his cock with his hand until a stream of cum cascaded upon her naked chest. Not as much as before, but still a prodigious amount. He stood over her on the bed, swaying slightly, head bent so as not to bump the ceiling. His cock glistened with her juices and, though exhausted from her orgasm, she felt the need to taste him again.

She motioned him to kneel astride her and, taking his cock in her hand, swept it around her stomach and breasts until it was thickly coated with his sticky seed. Wriggling farther under him, she took his rapidly shrinking cock back into her mouth and sucked every drop of cum from it. "I'll eat your hot, sticky cum anytime, Daddy," she told him sincerely. She loved the taste of it. The smell of it. The power of it.

Then, after wiping her face on the pillow, she pulled him down to her and gave him a long, slow and seductive kiss. She felt his fingers clutch her shoulders and relax, as his lips finally responded to hers. In the end, they lay entwined in each other, his hands softly caressing her curves as her lips shared the warmth of the moment.