Perverts 'R' Us

Family Breakdown

By Unknown (Modified and edited by The Purvv) ( M+/f, teen, rape, inc-bro/sis, fath/dau, hum, oral )

Note from The Purvv: From the time that I was first able to go online I've been involved in both downloading incest stories, and writing them. I finally made the decision to try to have my stories posted but have since found that by intermingling the two groups on my hard drive that in some cases I don't recall if the stories were written by me or were from a download. I was able to go back to the 'net and identify 75% of the stories but there are still some that I'm not sure if they were written by me or not, as it has been about eight years since I first began. Thus, this disclosure. Any other author who wishes to claim this as his/her own can contact me.

Prelude

14-year-old Melissa Waller was resigned to her fate. Her mother was already a bloody heap from a beating at the hands of her father, Keith. The huge black man and his son had walked in and found both her and her Mama being 'donkeyed' by two neighborhood boys.

Although it had only been the girl's first time, that wasn't what bothered her father the most. And as if betraying him wasn't bad enough, what was worse was that the boys were both white. That was what really infuriated Keith and his son.

Her father beat her Mama viciously and now she lay bleeding (possibly to death) inside the bedroom.

After being slapped around and threatened Melissa was prepared for the worst. All through the night she was intermittently slapped, pinched, hit and threatened and at the same time she was being told that she would never want a white boy again because she would be shown how inferior they are.

Initially she cried violently. She soon became aware what her father was talking about. He was planning to have sex with her himself and also for her brother Larry to do the same.

Each time that she voiced her panic and revulsion, she was hit, sometimes even punched. She feared that she too would end up with the same horrible beating that had been inflicted upon her mother. By 6 o'clock in the morning Melissa was as quiet and as non-reactionary as a mummy. She was prepared for them to do their worst.

The Ordeal

Now she was being confronted with her fate. She was standing in the living room in front of her father with her brother Larry standing immediately behind her.

Her father stared at Melissa's not-quite-full breasts for a long moment, and then let his eager hands follow the path of his eyes. She held her breath.

His fingertips traced teasing, tickling little patterns across the outer swell of the youngster's budding tits, tracking slowly and inexorably toward the crinkled little cherry summits of her nipples. Those tiny passion buds were already stiffening and lengthening into excited erections beneath his touch, standing out from the surrounding pink aureoles like twin bullets.

"You like this, dontcha?" her father asked.

Melissa Waller clenched her pearly teeth tightly together, determined in her mind that she would not allow this evil man to arouse her. She was dismayed, therefore, when she felt her nipples and the jangling nerve endings in her quivering, excited breasts responding instinctively and involuntarily to his hateful and lewd caresses.

Suddenly her daddy's fingers were at the tingling nubs of her burning little nipples, tweaking and pulling at the tingling flesh until she squirmed and writhed where she stood, panting and sweating under that manual stimulation of her taut breasts.

The young girl's breath was coming in harsh, grating little pants now, and in spite of her efforts to block out all of her surroundings from her reeling mind, she was acutely aware of her daddy's hands on her tits, and of the long penis pushing into the cleft of her ass at the very same time.

Her father was rapidly becoming more and more excited by the sight and touch of the young girl's naked ebony flesh. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he seized the shoulders of his child's thin blouse in his big, muscular hands, and ripped it completely away from her body, leaving her naked to the waist where she stood, her taut breasts jiggling from the violence of her sudden disrobing. She didn't wear a bra.

Melissa offered no resistance. She just stood there in front of him, crying silently.

Not content with the extent to which he had undressed his child, her father suddenly dropped to one knee in front of her, thrusting his cruel hands upward beneath the wrinkled hem of her tight-fitting little skirt. He thrust the clinging garment swiftly upward until it was bunched uselessly around the full curve of her hips, completely revealing the nakedness of the 14-year-old's trembling loins to his lecherous, hungry eyes.

Her father was evidently satisfied with what he saw, for he abruptly hooked his clawed fingers into the tight waistband of the young girl's panties, ripping away at the garment with pure brute force until it literally came apart in his hands. All the while the young girl continued sobbing as her pussy was bared to her own father. He swept the useless pieces of it away from her hips and thighs, tossing the scraps widely away from him to land in little rumpled heaps upon the floor. Then he unhooked her skirt and let it drop to the floor so that his little girl was now as naked as the day she was born.

He stood up again and eyed her lustily.

Melissa Waller stood there, totally naked, a sudden flush of shame rising to her young cheeks.

Her father bent suddenly forward from the waist, surprising Melissa as he rapidly enveloped one of her pointed little nipple buds in the moist, hot cavern of his mouth.

Melissa Waller stiffened into instant rigidity as her father's mouth fastened upon her tingling little nipple and his flicking, teasing tongue suddenly went to work on that tingling little pleasure node. A tiny moan of mingled passion and shamed humiliation escaped from between her clenched teeth as she mentally fought against the roaring, contradictory sensations that sprang up within her captive young body.

Melissa's breasts felt as if they were on fire, and the stinging, electrifying sensations seemed to center totally in the stiff little bud of her nipple as her father avidly sucked and lapped at it. He ran his tongue rapidly and expertly about the dark brown little aureole of her nipple, exciting still more tremors of passion in the girl's young body, causing her to grimace and sob, grinding her even white teeth together as she fought to retain some vestige of self-control.

Her daddy's mouth unexpectedly switched to her other nipple, bringing another little gasp from the child's throat as he executed the unexpected maneuver. At the same time, his right hand came up to capture the breast his mouth had deserted, trapping the tingling erect node of her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twirling and tweaking it insightfully as he proceeded to drive the young girl mad with ever mounting sexual desire.

The combination of his avidly working mouth and his circling, massaging hand was enough to send the young child's mind reeling through some sort of half-conscious fantasy world that existed previously only within her own erotic dreams.

After what seemed to Melissa like an eternity, her father reluctantly withdrew his actively sucking mouth from the ripe jiggling sphere of her tit, sliding his lips down the fluttering plane of her flat belly in a wet series of nibbling little kisses. Her breasts were not neglected, however, for soon his hands were back in action, stroking, fondling and inciting her eager young tits into a near frenzy of mounting passion.

Melissa held her breath. Her pulse pounded in her ears as her father's mouth inched its way ever closer to the trembling, aching little slit of her once virginal pussy. She dreaded, yet craved his lewd oral caress at the same time. And she felt that she could almost feel those pouting little nether lips cringing away from the coming perverted contact, turning slightly inward as if to escape from her daddy's probing tongue, or possibly perhaps, to welcome it.

As her father' mouth crept ever closer to Melissa's tremulous little pussy slit, his hands began to follow his oral progress, fingers leaving the child's heaving breasts and sliding with light and feathery caresses down her palpitating abdomen.

The young girl blushed with shame and humiliation as a little moan of frustration and disappointment was forced from her throat, signifying that she really did miss those teasing, caressing fingers on her mammary flesh.

No sooner had the little mewling sigh of repressed regret been uttered, however, than young Melissa felt strong male hands fondling her breasts once again. An involuntary little sigh of relief escaped from between her clenched teeth in the split-second before she realized that something was drastically different about her situation.

The young girl could still feel her father's hands on her lower abdomen, sliding ever farther down, complementing the creeping inch-worm progress of his lapping, sucking tongue on her flesh. She glanced down, startled, and flushed bright crimson with embarrassment as she found that the hands now cradling her swollen tits belonged to none other than her brother, the boy who held her pinned tight against his surging, pulsing erection from behind.

Her brother laughed in her ear, a low, harsh bark of ultimate cruelty, which caused the youngster to shiver and cringe inward upon herself. And yet, at the same time there was simply no way in which she could escape from his big lewd hands tingling upon her breasts. There was no way that she could wrench free from his clutches, and now the tingling, stinging path of Daddy's tongue burning its way toward her waiting little cunt made her wonder whether she actually desired to escape at all.

"Nnnnnngggggg." A sound emanated through her clenched teeth.

With a little gasping sigh of grim resignation, Melissa's body went slack in her brother's clinging, grasping arms. Both men seemed to recognize the silent signal of total sexual surrender, and they acted accordingly. Her brother's hands became stronger, more possessive as they kneaded and massaged the stinging cones of her taut breasts, and Keith rocked back on his haunches for a split second, surveying the curly triangle of his daughter's soft pubic hair before plunging his face directly forward and into that silken forest.

Melissa gasped and stiffened anew as her daddy's sucking, nibbling lips made their first jolting, jarring contact with the pouting little nether lips of her private cunt. Her thighs seemed to spread wider apart of their own volition, and while Melissa was only bracing herself in a firmer stance, the better to resist this cruel man's perverse advances, her father read her instinctive reaction in an entirely different light.

Satisfied his daughter was his now, and that total sensual victory was within his grasp, her father began to suck and lap at the youngster's clasping, steamy little cunt all the more avidly, seeking by sheer willpower and tongue-power to force her beyond the erotic limit of no return. He expertly probed with his long tongue along the little wet crevice of his daughter's already-hungry cunt, seeking and finding the little pleasure node of her clitoris, bathing it in sucking little kisses, bringing it up to full stiffness and teasing it into a veritable frenzy of mounting heated desire.

Melissa Waller was sobbing openly now, tears of mingled rage and shame streaming down her pale cheeks as she was almost literally swept off her feet by the storm of conflicting emotions within her young body. Her mind cried out to her that what she was allowing to happen was terribly, terribly wrong, and that she must find some way to put a stop to it at once, but, at the same time, there was something inside herself which cried out for more of the same; something which welcomed her brother's big callused hands upon her breasts, and her Daddy's licking, sucking mouth fastened so tightly to her tingling genitalia.

Melissa felt herself drifting, sinking, and at first she imagined that she had fallen to the floor, suddenly released from her brother's bear-like arms. As her reddened eyes snapped open, however, she found that she was actually still upright, merely sagging in her father's grip, supported now almost solely by only her brother's hands on her palpitating tits while her legs turned to useless bands of rubber.

Keith rocked back on his haunches once more, a smile playing across his cum-smeared features as he seemed to be possessed by a sudden erotic inspiration. Without speaking a word, he scooted backward several feet on the floor, still kneeling, all the while gesturing to her brother with his hands, giving directions regarding what he wanted done with young Melissa.

Whatever those silent hand-signals might mean, it was clear at once to her that her brother understood them perfectly. A big lecherous smile appeared on his own piggish features, and he immediately shifted position himself, releasing his sister's thrusting breasts from his big hands and seizing her instead around the waist, letting her body slip forward as if the groggy young girl was bowing to her brother in formal greeting.

Melissa felt herself slipping again, and once more her big eyes snapped open. There seemed to be nothing she could do to recover her balance as her brother shifted his grip on her naked young body, and suddenly her legs gave way entirely, as she slumped into a kneeling position at her brother's feet, facing directly toward her father.

The girl's arms shot out reflexively, supporting her now in a position that left her on all fours, peering ahead through tear-filled eyes at one of her tormentors while the other towered behind her like a leering colossus.

Young Melissa did not fully understand what her father and brother might have in mind for her until they began to move. Quickly shifting their positions as if to take better advantage of the kneeling posture she maintained, her brother dropped heavily to his knees behind her, positioned between the firm young thighs so that the fly of his slacks actually brushed against the ripe swell of her ass-cheeks. His big hands were on her hips, holding her in place easily, as if she had been a mere child instead of the young woman she wanted to be.

The girl's brow was furrowed with sudden concern as she watched her father deftly unfastening the belt and zipper of his own jeans, rapidly lowering the garments until they rode at mid thigh, almost sagging onto the floor.

She was in a near panic. Her mind was racing. She thought of fighting them some more, but remembered her mother, lying bloody in the adjacent bedroom.

Quickly, eagerly, her father hooked his big thumbs into the elastic waistband of his under-shorts, yanking those last remaining garments downward and away from his loins to reveal the wobbling, thrusting rod of his long, thick, almost-black, penis, quivering in its fully erected state.

Melissa felt herself nearly hypnotized by the mere sight of that imposing shaft, waving before her eyes like some evil magician's wand of power. She studied and memorized every small detail of his pulsing rod, paying particular attention to the lone, glinting drop of seminal fluid that glistened at the single leering eye of his brownish-purple cock head.

Melissa's insides were tied into knots and she feared that she might faint dead away at any instant, confronted as she was by that imposing male member which fascinated and repelled her at one and the same time. It had to be twice as big and twice as round as that white boy that took her cherry last night.

She was only just beginning to recover her senses, and to salvage something from her progressive mental shambles, when a new stimulation from unexpected quarters drove her mind directly to the brink of reeling, intense, erotic, distraction.

The young girl had been so busy studying and watching her Daddy's pulsating organ that she had not noticed what her brother was doing behind her. She had not heard the metallic whirring sound as he lowered his own zipper, nor had she noticed the rustling sounds as he whipped off his own pants and shorts, leaving himself naked and ready for action from the waist down. Her first hint of his lecherous intentions, in fact, came when she was shocked and jolted by the sudden contact of his moistened hard cock against the smooth, silken cheeks of her ass.

Melissa sought to spin about, to defend herself from any invasion from the rear, but her brother's grip upon her hips was much too powerful to permit any escape. He held her easily with one hand, using the other to manipulate his massive cock in a teasing path along the cleft of her ass and into the curly wet forest of her silky pubic hair.

The girl tensed, grinding her teeth in mingled anger and growing frustration as she found herself totally unable to resist the coming ravishment of her once-virginal loins.

While Melissa was in her state of mixed fear and confusion, her father seized the golden opportunity, sliding rapidly toward her, his jutting cock now on a level with her face.

Before the girl was able to cringe away from him, he snared her head, tangling the fingers of one hand in her long silky hair, and held her face immobile and in line with the wavering dripping head of his pulsating male shaft.

Melissa uttered a little sob of mingled fear and disgust as her Daddy moved his hips suddenly forward, causing the wet tip of his vibrant organ to graze lightly along the moist cupid's bow of her slightly open lips.

The touch of his velvety cock-flesh against her lips both excited and repelled Melissa, and when she found herself unable to wrench her head free from his iron grip, she was provided with a handy excuse for letting the peculiarly arousing form of stimulation to continue a moment longer.

Her father seemed to realize the storm of conflicting feelings and emotions inside the child's mind, and he took full advantage, playing upon her jangling nerves as he manipulated the broad tip of his cock ever more rapidly along the gentle curving swell of her lips.

She was panting heavily now, and while he knew that her mind must be loudly rebelling against that untried oral genital contact, he also felt that in short order he would be able to win her over to his side as a totally willing accomplice to the ultimate act of perverse oral sex.

Melissa Waller had not been able to make up her mind exactly what her final opinion of her Daddy's lewd and perverse advances would be, but all of a sudden the decision was taken violently out of her hands.

Her brother had been exciting and amusing himself behind the 14-year-old woman/child, stroking his long, fat cock back and forth along the rapidly moistening slit of her clasping little cunt, quivering from head to foot as the electrifying sensations from the searing genital contact washed over him. Melissa had seemed to be going along with his advances at first, albeit reluctantly, since there was no possibility of escape from his clutches. As her father thrust his thick cock against her pouting lips, however, Melissa had been forcefully distracted from her brother's genital stroking, and no amount of increased tempo on his part had been adequate to revive her interest or recapture her attention.

The older teen was determined to rapidly force some sign of erotic recognition from his young sister, and so, aligning his cock head swiftly with the crinkled little rubbery mouth of her secret vagina, he rammed his hips violently forward without further preamble, impaling her to the core of her vibrant little cunt with the pulsating rod of his penis.

Melissa arched her back, growling aloud with pained surprise as the long black rod of her sibling's flesh ripped into her, the blunt cock head buffeting tightly against the elastic barrier of her tight little cervix.

The incoming thrust jarred the girl, and sent waves of mingled pain and pleasure radiating quickly outward from the tight clinging vagina.

Ripples of intense erotic sensation raced the length of the youngster's arching spine as her big brother's fat penis made continual grating contact with the electric little bud of her clitoral pleasure node. Those rapidly spreading jolts of intense sexual arousal were quickly overwhelming the child, setting her muddled mind awhirl in a fantasy realm from which it appeared that there would be no returning.

The sudden searing invasion of Melissa's cunt from behind provided her father with the golden opportunity he had been looking for. His daughter's mouth gaped open, a silent scream of mingled pain and passion building there in her taut throat, and in that split second, he thrust his hips even further forward, sliding roughly half his cock into the moist, warm cavern of the young girl's mouth.

"Don't you bite or I'll kill you, you little bitch!" he warned.

Melissa feared that the sheer girth of her father's invading cock might actually choke her to death as his hips slid relentlessly forward, driving that pole of cock-flesh ever farther into the cloying depths of her throat. The youngster began to gag, and for one split second it seemed to her that her life was actually flashing in front of her half-closed eyes.

Gradually, however, as Melissa learned to breathe through her nose and relax the tightened muscles of her ravished throat, she found that far from choking her, the invading thickness of Daddy's penis was not even particularly uncomfortable. There was a certain distaste for the act of oral sex, which she knew was a holdover from her early strict teaching, but as she allowed herself more and more to simply relax and move with the sensations which she felt, she found that the act itself was not nearly so repugnant to her.

At the same time, of course, she was being continually stimulated by the insistent and energetic probing of her brother's long cock as it reamed in and out of her wet, clasping little vaginal tunnel. That fleshy pole was rapidly driving her toward the sensual point of no return, filling her spinning mind with visions and erotic dreams of the orgasmic pinnacle which she was beginning more and more to crave with all her being.

Her brother, at the same time was noticing a new reaction in the clinging little depths of his sister's hot pussy. It seemed to him that the elastic little walls of her cunt were clasping and holding his cock on its slithering outstroke, milking and sucking at his organ as if somehow her cunt were reluctant to let the fleshy pole escape from its clutches.

Her brother felt his cum churning and boiling in the tight receptacle of his testicles. He clenched his teeth and muscles tightly, determined to milk this erotic experience for every bit of pleasure that he might be able to attain from his sister's churning pussy. His own mind was beginning to reel now, teetering on the very brink of an explosive sexual release, and he knew full well that that release was only moments away now.

Young Melissa Waller was unable to fully understand exactly what it was that was happening to her body as her father and brother avidly took their pleasure with her clasping little cunt and warm, sensitive mouth. Her mind was reeling madly, unable to come to grips with any solid concept or idea that might restore her to even a vestige of sanity.

Slowly, experimentally, Melissa let her tongue slide forward, slithering teasingly along the thickly veined underside of her father's huge black penis. She was rewarded at once as he gasped aloud, his entire body stiffening and his hips thrusting abruptly forward to drive his cock even deeper into his daughter's throat. Again she felt the familiar sensation of choking, gagging, but she found that the more energetically she used her darting little tongue on the slithering shaft of her Daddy's invading penis, the more room she had to breathe while he slid that cock in and out of her mouth.

Melissa, for her part, was now past caring about the taboos of incest or the indignities that were being visited with such lewd energy upon her nude young torso. She responded avidly; out of control now, her hips humping and fucking back toward her brother's long cock as if she were a bitch in heat. And all the while, her sinewy tongue was sliding and chafing along and around the muscular shaft of Daddy's cock, relishing the manly flavor of that organ as it slid ever more rapidly in and out of her clinging mouth and throat.

Keith, driven to distraction by the lewd and insightful action of his daughter's tongue on his wet cock, was rapidly approaching an explosive pinnacle of orgasm. He felt himself teetering there on the brink, his testicles tight and churning with the heavy load of his cum, the steamy liquid of his passion aching to be released in long, milky gouts into Melissa's clasping, sucking mouth.

When her father began to cum, his entire body went suddenly rigid, his hips thrusting sharply forward to bury the full length of his penis in the young girl's clasping, sucking throat. He could actually feel the heated flood of his semen racing along the narrow ducts of his cock, then bursting forth from the broad knob head in a chalky flood, blanketing the inside of his daughter's mouth and throat.

The creamy flood spreading inside her mouth instantly repelled Melissa, but she quickly found that there was no way to escape from it.

At last, reflexively and to prevent herself from drowning in her Daddy's flooding cum, she began to swallow that sticky load, finding almost at once that the act of consuming his jism added a strange sort of erotic excitement to her situation. She could feel the fuse burning rapidly shorter on the powerful bomb of her own orgasmic release, and she knew only too well that she was mere seconds away from that powerful, all-consuming release.

The buffeting, driving thrusts of her brother's long cock into Melissa's tight little pussy was another factor contributing to her frenzied erotic condition. With each skewering inward stroke his long shaft chafed tightly against the hardened little pleasure node of her clitoris, sending electric spasms of pure sexual delight racing the arching length of the young girl's supple spine. Her hips thrashed and flailed about, rotating in a lewd fucking motion of their own, which complemented and accentuated her brother's own tempestuous fucking tempo.

Larry, screwing his little sister's tight little cunt so eagerly, was unable to withstand the churning, sucking actions of her tight pussy walls around his long cock. He felt his own explosion coming, beginning as a tightness in the cleft of his ass, then racing upward along his arching spine in a series of overpowering cold chills that forced him to gasp and moan his pleasure out loud into the steamy atmosphere of the living room.

Her brother's cock seemed almost to double in length and thickness, stretching the rubbery walls of the young girl's twat all the more as it began its own spasmodic explosions.

Melissa tensed, gripping the floor with fingers and toes like a wild animal as she felt the hot flood of male semen erupt in the clinging depths of her pussy, splattering far up against the little barrier of her cervix. The sudden sensation of fullness, the burning sensation within her fluttering little belly, was enough in turn to push Melissa over the razor's edge of her own orgasmic release, swirling her downward into the raging vortex of intense erotic sensation.

The girl squirmed and writhed, madly hunching her body back and forth, enveloping the cocks of her two cruel and lustful rapists in alternate turns, sobbing out her release silently, with tears of bizarre erotic gratitude streaming down her flushed cheeks.

She was totally out of control, drifting on the crest of a powerful, sensual wave, soaring far above the heights of any pleasure she had ever been able to imagine in her short and inexperienced life.

Denise Waller watched, aghast, as the trio writhed and gasped in front of her there on the living room floor. She was more horrified by her own reaction, however, than by any of the things that she had seen her young daughter subjected to before her very eyes. Her hands were buried in her panties and her fingers moved about frantically...

The End