Path: not-for-mail
From: "Nikki@P.U."
User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 5.1; en-US; rv:1.7.2) Gecko/20040804 Netscape/7.2 (ax)
X-Accept-Language: en-us, en
MIME-Version: 1.0
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.incest
Subject: Full Circle (Mfff, inc, nc, cons, rape)
Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format="flowed"
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
Lines: 393
Message-ID: <98FHd.866$2l1.56@fe07.lga>
X-Trace: pikkdiabbdefphapgbbdplondoecjpoobmhahkcjdhlajcfpgmkhbmnpcjojfnmecnllljilelhgppaknjmapfjplfjkeoigmeccnnokklkjbifmmlpfbfojcnjogigdegcmjhhibopfakdb
NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 19:59:17 MST
Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 18:57:25 -0800
===================
Full Circle (Mfff, inc, nc, cons, rape)
by Jaz (Mfff, inc, nc, cons, rape)
Note: All people and events in this story are entirely fictitious.
I was reading some hot porn on the internet, and the host asked for some
stories. I realized that I had one to tell. It has all the stuff I like
to read about, oral, anal, lezbo lovin, incest and rape. The difference
is this story is true. I guess I just wanted to contribute something. I
mean I get so much pleasure from porn sites like Masterbator, ASSTR,
Kristen, OnlineStories and Mr. Double-- it's only fair that I give back.
I married my girlfriend after she told me she was pregnant with our
first child. We were not in LOVE, but we got along, she was nice enough,
sexy, and I wanted to do the right thing. I was kinda disappointed when
we found out it was a girl. I wanted a son. Still I was determined to be
a good father.
I don't know if I would have gone to college. I was 18 when I got
married and that killed any chance of that. I tried to find work, but
nobody was hiring. I took to doing odd jobs to try and make something
anything. I started my own business called "Get it Together". Need
someone to set up your VCR, Cable, Satellite dish, computer? Call me.
How about your kid's Bike, or a Desk Set? I'm your guy.
At first it was just me, but over the years it grew. I now have 32
employees--all college kids. I give them intern credit, flexible hours,
minimum wage, free pizza, and a huge bonus at the end of the year if
they earned it. They are all bright, part time (no benefits) and cheap.
I still oversee things, go into work unannounced a couple of times a
week and keep everyone in line. But basically by the time I was 28 I
just counted my money. Too bad my wife did not stick around to see it.
She had 2 more daughters and left me with them when I was 22, before my
business took off. I heard later that she was hooked on drugs, and
selling her body for her next fix. I don't know if that is true, but it
keeps me warm at night.
So at 22 I was stuck raising 3 baby girls by myself. I guess I'm just
not the sort of person who gives up easily. So while it was hard to care
for Susan, Beth, and Stacy--I was determined to get it done. I changed
diapers and fed them, burped them and gave baths--all while starting and
running my business. I had help from my mom and mother in law during the
day, but after 6pm and all weekend, it was on me. Like I said it was
hard, but we got into a routine, and I loved my girls. The only thing
was with my hectic schedule and bad experience with their mother--I did
not have the time, energy, or inclination to date. I was constantly
horny and frustrated. It was almost 3 years before I tried dating, and
as it turned out, she was a cheating slut.
My girls were so cute, 3 blonde little angels. Susan the oldest was
bossy and a smart aleck. Beth was quiet and kind of shy. Stacy my
youngest was a daddy's girl, starved for affection. I always thought of
them as my little girls, until Susan turned 12 and had her first period.
I was forced to realize that she was becoming a woman. Soon she needed a
bra, and even had a boyfriend. I decided to put her on the pill. No way
I was raising a grandchild! We had a normal life until that night.
It was thundering and storming pretty bad. I could not sleep and was
reading the latest Hustler while jacking off.
"Dad, I can't sleep--I'm scared, can I snuggle with you?" It was an
innocent request but...I was hard and horny and had not had sex in
years. I should have said no.
"Sure Susan, climb in. "
She looked so cute in her nightie. I could see her small tit-lets
clearly and her sheer panties. She had that smell, that only a 13 yr old
girl has--ripe, fragrant, ready for plucking.
We snuggled up tight and I wrapped my daughter in my arms. My cock
seemed to instinctively search out the crack of her ass and try to imbed
itself there. I tried to relax and go to sleep, but between the storm,
my horniness, and her sweet, fuckable smell, I could not. Somehow my
dick kept getting harder. I began cupping her tits tracing little
circles around them. I jammed my crotch forward while I pulled her cute
butt towards me, and began humping myself into her. I thought she was
asleep.
"Dad, DAD! What are you doing, get your hands off of me--how dare you!"
I guess I snapped, I had fucked up bad and I knew it. The thing is I
went on the defensive. I had sacrificed most of my youth raising my
girls, how dare she chastise me, defy ME! I was her father.
"Shut the fuck up. You are just a bitchy little slut like your mother.
You don't speak to me like that EVER! I've put up with that mouth of
yours for long enough. Get your fucking clothes off and get ready for
the spanking of your life."
Susan was stunned I had never talked to her like that, and I had never
given her more than a swat or two on the behind (fully clothed when she
was younger).
I don't know what came over me but I could not stop. I ripped and
stripped my daughter naked and pulled her into my lap. She was clawing,
and writhing trying to get away from me, screaming and demanding that I
stop. It really pissed me off. I was determined to teach her some
respect, to break her.
"Stay still, damnit. I'm giving you 14 hard smacks. Count em out. If you
miss one we can start over."
She had no choice
"One (Whack), two (thwack) three (pound). OWWW! Oh goddd, oh goddd, I
hate you! Why are you doing this! Four (smack)...thirteen (spank).
Fourteen."
Her ass was now a rosy red and my handprint decorated her firm butt
cheeks. She was panting and heaving. Angry little sobs trickled out of
her. That was when my life changed. That was when I decided to rape my
daughter.
I flipped her on her back and forced her legs apart. I held her down and
began kissing her lewdly. I wanted her to know.
"Defiant slut, I bet you aren't even a virgin. You probably gave it away
to your punk boyfriend. Well I've got news for you, if he can have you
so can I. After all I've done, I have the right to that tight little
pussy. I'm going to fuck you Susan, I'm going to fuck every inch of you."
"Dad no! You can't I'm a virgin. No get away from me, get away!" she
shrieked. I lined up my cock and tried to force my way into her. I
lifted her legs
and spread her wide, slowly I began to ease my way into my daughter. I
had to pin her hands a she kept trying to claw my face. It did not help her.
"Well whaddaya know you are a virgin! This is gonna hurt honey. " I
decided to rip through in one quick burst, I felt my daughter's hymen
tear as she bellowed in pain. She was so tight, so fucking warm. I bent
down and sucked her tiny tits while I fucked her. "Take it bitch, take
it. You are MINE! My daughter, my cunt, my fuck toy. ACCEPT it," I
roared as I came deep in her fresh young pussy. I pulled out finally and
Susan curled up in a ball and somehow went to sleep. She looked so cute
lying there that I woke her in 2 hours and raped her again.
I convinced my daughter that nobody would believe her story. After all
she was on the pill, so even her Dr. would think she was having sex with
her boyfriend. She had no witnesses, and the best she could hope for is
foster care. No house, no pets, no friends, new school and maybe no
sisters or grandmothers. She kept quiet. It was almost month before I
worked up the nerve to rape her again.
"No! You asshole--NO!!"
This time I did her doggie style. Over the next 18 months I raped Susan
at least once a week, sometimes more. I made her shower with me often
and she learned to suck my cock. I was fair though and gave her special
privileges. She got a much larger allowance than her sisters, her own
phone, and no bedtime. I treated her like an adult--like the woman of
the house. Anything she wanted I bought her. She got in the habit of
asking for things immediately before or right after she was raped. She
never liked it and as far as I can tell never came. She was a well
fucked little slut, and I was happy.
My middle girl Beth had her period when she was 12. I quickly put her on
the pill too. Susan had asked to sleep over at a friend's house for the
weekend. I decided it would be a perfect time to begin training Beth.
She was a quiet, bookish shy little thing, a natural submissive. I had
always been patient with her, taking care not to hurt her delicate
feelings by accident.
Friday night after Stacy went to bed I took off all my clothes, walked
into Beth's room and pulled her nightgown up. I carefully separated her
legs and pulled her panties halfway down. I got in position without
waking her.
"Huh? Dad....what're you doing? OW! That hurts! Daddy, are you making
sex on me?"
"Shh baby be quiet, don't say a word, daddy wants to fuck his little
girl, don't distract me. Oh god you have a tight little pussy, such a
good girl. So fucking hot! Now scoot your hips up, and fuck daddy back.
Do it! Good girl. Open your mouth and suck Daddy's tongue. Mmm, tasty.
Let me feel your tits."
Beth was crying softly as I raped her but she followed my instructions.
I was able to be much gentler with her, than I had been with Susan. I
took her virginity nice and slow. Then I decided to take her ass. A 12
yr old girl's tight ass is one of the warmest, snuggest places on earth.
I made her stand up.
"Beth honey, daddy wants you to bend over and touch your toes, keep your
legs straight. Good baby. This is gonna hurt, but I need to do this. "
"Arrgh, ow daddy why?! What did I do wrong?? I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Just
tell me what I did and I'll stop it."
"Oh Bethie, you did nothing wrong, daddy just wanted to fuck you. I'm
your daddy and I can do whatever I want to you. Your bottom just looked
so cute I decided to rape it. It won't hurt so bad next time, I promise."
Unlike her sister she did not fight and try to get away. She did not
curse or scream at me disrespectfully. No, she just took it like a good
girl should.
My sex life was pretty good now that I had two women fucking me. I had a
choice. Sometimes I raped them, other times we made love. I told both
girls their younger sister would pay the price if they did not surrender
their bodies to me. Plus they were well paid and given anything they
wanted. Susan was still a sullen, defiant bitch but both girls kept our
dirty family secret.
Stacy did not get her period until she was 14. I was so happy that I
could only wait a week after she got on the pill before I had to rape
her. I decided to involve her sisters. I called them all into my
bedroom. I ordered them all to strip and lay on their stomachs. Beth was
the first to obey. Susan accepted the inevitable and with a snarl on her
face, finally complied. Stacy saw her big sisters following orders so
she took her pants and top off and got on my bed.
Picture it--3 young teenage asses and pussies waiting for me to fuck! I
walked around the bed and presented my dick for Stacy to suck me hard.
Poor Stacy, she was such a daddy's girl, so eager to please me. She
hardly put up a fight. Soon she was slurping and greedily sucking me off.
"Mmmph it's so big dad, so wet, am I making you feel good, huh? I know
it's wrong but, teach me what you want and I'll do better," she said
while gazing up at me humbly.
I started fucking her face hard then and she began to cough and sputter.
I grabbed the back of her head and rammed myself down her throat. I was
tempted to cum in her mouth but, well I wanted their asses. When I was
good and hard, nice and wet I walked back around the bed and positioned
Susan's ass where I could fuck it.
"You're sick you bastard! You're raping us, your raping your own
daughter's--OW!"
I pounded her for about 30 hard, deep strokes before I pulled out. She
was bucking and fighting the entire time, trying to scratch me. It was a
great ride. Then I got Beth ready. She was already crying.
"Please dad, don't do this--it hurts too bad. Do the other thing if you
really need to, but not this. Pleeeze."
"I'm sorry sweetie but daddy needs your cute little ass. Let me have it
now."
She gave in without another word. I fucked her for a good 4 minutes
before I felt like cumming and had to stop.
"Stacy baby, daddy's going to make you a woman tonight. We'll do your
ass another day I promise, but now I have to take your virginity. Tell
you what let's try something fun. I want everyone to enjoy this, we're
gonna make a train. Susan scoot up to the head of the bed, and open your
legs--move your ass slut! Good now Beth get between her legs and lick
her little pussy. Eat it Beth, eat it up. OK, now open your legs wide
Beth. Stacy I want you to eat your sister Beth's cunt. Treat her good.
Now push your ass high in the air while I fuck you.
It took a little while for everyone to get their timing right but it was
worth it. It seems my girls had less reservations about doing each other
than they did about doing me. Little Stacy was very special though.
"Dad am I doing it right, is this what you want? Oh god that feels good
daddy, so good. Am I a woman yet, a real woman?" she said between
mouthfuls of her sister's juicy pussy.
For the next 2 years I was very lucky. My 3 girls were amazing, they
were all a man could want. If I felt like a spicy rape, I had Susan. I'd
just grab her, throw her on a bed strip her and fuck her. She looked the
most like her mom and I enjoyed humiliating the stuck up brat.
Sometimes I felt like breaking a woman, making her degrade herself,
hearing her whimper and beg and cry. That's what my Beth was for. She
was so cute! She especially hated anal rapes, her ass was so tight it
almost always bled. I'd rape her over and over just to savor her fear
and pain.
Stacy was my little lover girl. I was always gentle with her. We
snuggled and acted silly. She often slept in my bed, and made love with
me willingly.
Yes I had the perfect life until...
My mother in law stopped by one night, I did not hear the doorbell ring.
I was horny and felt like raping Susan, so I entered the living room
naked. She was sitting at the table when I turned the corner and said,
"Susan get your ass in here, I want you to get on your knees and suck
my--um er hi mom."
Needless to say all shit broke loose. She called the police and
Children's Services. My girls were removed from my home. I faced serious
jail time. Beth and Stacy supported my story, they said I had done
nothing wrong and was a loving father. Even Susan did not want it out
that she had been fucking her father for 4 years, so she refused to
testify. Fortunately I could afford the best lawyers. It was my word
against my mother in law's. She had not seen me fucking the girl's. I
eventually got a hung jury and the police decided not to file charges
again. I got my girls back but it was too dangerous to resume our
activities.
Susan left home when she was 18. She met a nice college boy and was
married. She moved out to Arizona and they started a nice yuppie life. A
nice house, cars, credit cards, and tons of debt. Still they both
worked, I'm sure they would have been ok. If he had not died in a car crash.
Susan found herself alone, and in more debt than she could handle. She
lost the house and cars. Because of her poor credit she could not get a
decent Apt.
It had been 3 years since she talked to me.
"Um hi dad. I need some help. I've lost everything. I'm going to be
evicted. I--I just don't know what to do."
"Shh Susie, daddy will take care of it. Move back home, I'll pay all of
your debts, and we'll start you over again. One thing, if we do this you
know what it means. My house, my rules. I will own you Susan. I will
rape you whenever I want, and I will enjoy it. Do you agree?"
"You are my father, how can you be like this, how can you SAY things
like that? I need help, please there has to be another way, there has
to!" she said as she hung up on me.
Beth also moved away as soon as she turned 18. She married a mean drunk
of a loser who was much older. I know he smacked her around a little but
I had no idea how bad it really was. I got a call from her one day.
"Dad I'm in the hospital, Ron beat me pretty bad. He lost his job, and
the police are looking for him. I'm scared dad."
I jumped in my car and rushed to her hospital room. My little girl had a
broken arm, and her face was badly bruised. I stayed in her room for two
days, and then drove her home. When we got there Ron was waiting.
"You fucking cunt, where have you been? I'm gonna kick your mother
fucomph!" he exhaled as my fist slammed into his fat gut. I knocked him
down and began stomping him.
Don't you ever touch my daughter, don't even look in her direction. If
you ever hurt her again, I'll kill you."
Beth looked so grateful, so thankful for what I had done.
"Pack your bags, we're gong home." She had a funny look on her face.
"Dad, I don't know if that is such a good idea..."
"Beth I won't lie to you. I'm still attracted to you, I still want to
fuck you. But I never hit you, I never hurt you like this. I love you
and will take care of you. Do you really want to stay with this guy, or
even try to make it alone? Think about, decide. I'll be in the car for
30 minutes."
Stacy went to college, she was a bright girl, and I had high hopes for
her. Sadly it was not to be. Within a year she was hooked on drugs and
flunked out. I got a call from my mother in law, hysterical.
"She's living on the streets, your daughter is a prostitute on the
streets, just like her mother. You have to find her, you have to do
something!"
I hired a Private Investigation firm. It took 2 months but they found
her. I had her declared mentally incompetent and got her into rehab. 90
days later I had a chat with my clean and sober daughter.
"Daddy I am so ashamed, you saved me. The things I did for drugs--the
nasty, filthy things I did. "
"Baby-girl come home to daddy and he will take care of you. You will be
safe and loved in my bed, in daddy's house. "
That was a year ago. I now have my 3 girls living with me again. I've
mellowed some. Yes I still rape them, but we all know it's not serious.
Even Susan accepts that I have needs. Beth still hates anal, but I lube
her real good and try to be gentle most of the time.
I know we don't exactly have a normal family but after all we have been
through we are stronger than most. My girls have come full circle. They
love and respect their daddy again and feel safe in my home.
Author's Note
So it's been awhile, howyadoin? Just a quick story that's been floating
around in the back of my head--just a notion. I have one more like that,
a mafia story. I just watched all13 episodes of the Sopranos Season
four, in 2 days. Mmm, mafia + rape, good clean fun.
As always this is just a fucking story, I would never rape my own
daughters. Ah at least I don't think so. I might make love to my middle
girl, but only, I repeat only if she wanted it or was asleep. If she
refused to give me anal, I would not force her to do it more than once
or twice.
There, now I can rest easy.
AddFreeStats
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww222222