Subject: Alicia and Her Father - Forced to Have Sex (Mf, incest)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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I enjoy chatting with a sexy father who has an eleven-year-old daughter, Alicia.
He lusts for her as only a father can lust for his daughter. A few years ago he
was arrested for sharing naughty photos of his daughter with an undercover agent
in an incest chat room but the charges were dropped. Even though his wife has
been suspicious of his computer activities ever since, he still manages to chat
with me and share his fantasies about me and his daughter. I wrote this story
based on his dreams of not only what he wants to do with his daughter, but on
his feelings for his wife as well...
My name is John and I am a pedophile. It’s not anything I am ashamed of as it’s
who I am and have been since I can remember, even as a young boy. I only keep
it a secret because of the consequences if people should know about my true
nature. As a young boy, I peeked in on my younger sisters when they were
dressing or in the bathroom, hoping to get a glimpse of their tiny pussies or
bare chests. Later, as a typical horny teenager, I was always staring at the
younger girls in middle school, with their barely developed breasts and skinny
coltish legs. I would sit and fantasize in class about having sex with them
rather than the more developed girls my own age. Back home I would masturbate
for hours as I dreamed of how my virgin dick would feel in their tight little
bald pussies.
Although now I’m legally an “adult”, I still enjoy walking through the mall and
observing the preteen girls with their friends and fathers, often times dressed
up in those outrageously slutty outfits that seem to be all the rage today.
Later when I get back home, I like to jerk off and dream about the naughty
things they might be doing with their friends or fathers when they get home or
better yet, what I might be doing with them if they had came home with me
instead.
As I mentioned, this is something I have never able to reveal to anyone,
especially Jane, my wife of thirteen years. We got married shortly after she
graduated from high school despite the efforts by everyone we knew to talk us
out of it. As it turned out, I should have listened as I found myself locked
into a relationship with one woman before I was able to do many of the things I
had dreamed about doing with a girl. Many of these were things that Jane
refused to do for me, even when I got the nerve to ask her directly. Let me say
up front that Jane has a hell of a hot body and she had quite a reputation for
being quick to put out when she was in high school (why do you think I asked her
out in the first place!) She’s always been a great fuck but she would never
have understood my attraction to young girls, especially when that girl was her
own preteen daughter.
Jane didn't have a clue why her husband was so ecstatic when our first child
turned out to be a girl. Lord only knows what would have happened had she been
able to read my perverted thoughts when she told me that we were having a
daughter. My first reaction was to think that now I would have a little girl of
my own – in my own house, always there for me. Best of all, I would get to
watch her develop from a small child through adulthood.
When Alicia was young and naive, I would coax her into the shower with me.
Jane wasn’t too thrilled about it at first but since Alicia was only a few years
old when I first did it, she rationalized that Alicia would never remember it
when she got older so there was no harm. What Jane DIDN’T know was what else I
was doing with our darling little girl when she wasn't around. As a petite four
year-old, Alicia was the perfect height to keep her daddy nice and clean where
he wanted her help the most. Of course, at that age she had no idea what she
was doing or why her dad’s dick grew and became hard when she rubbed it with her
hands. It was a massive turn-on for me whenever I felt her wet hands stroking
up and down my hard shaft and as you might imagine, more than a few times it
resulted in me cumming all over her but the hot shower quickly washed away the
evidence before Jane could find it. God, if she had ever seen me shooting my
cum on our daughter’s face and body, it would have been history for me!
As much as I loved her touching my cock, what I REALLY wanted was to have Alicia
suck on my dick but I was never able to quite summon the courage. She would
have certainly done it had I asked her, that much I was sure of. At times her
pretty little mouth would be just an inch or less away from my rigid dick while
she diligently “cleaned” it. All I would have had to do was pull her head
forward just a little bit and she would undoubtedly have started sucking on it
instinctively. I believe that it is a natural reaction for a young girl to want
to suck a man’s dick. It’s not until they gets older and are brainwashed that
they look at it as something bad or taboo. As perverted as I may be, give me
credit for having enough common sense to know that having her wash my cock would
have been hard enough to explain should she ever say anything to Jane. There
would be no explaining away why I let her suck it. To this day, though, I wish
I had done it!
When Alicia got a little older, Jane insisted the father-daughter showers stop
and I knew better than to protest. Instead, I started sneaking into Alicia’s
bedroom at night after she went to sleep. One thing about kids at that age,
once they’re asleep it takes an earthquake to wake them up. My dick would get
so hard it felt like it would burst when I pulled the covers back and gazed at
her precious tiny body. Being careful not to wake her, I would pull her pajama
bottoms down until her adorable little bottom was completely exposed. God she
had such a pretty ass! I would rub the head of my dick against her bare butt,
feeling the warm softness of her skin against it. It took a few more tries
before I got the courage to move up to her face and rub myself against her
cheeks and lips. Damn, what I would have given for her to wake up and start
sucking my cock! Once when I was especially horny, I pressed my dick against
her lips, pushing it as hard as I dared until her lips parted and my cock head
slipped in just a little between her lips. I can’t even count the number of
nights I would masturbate as I looked down at my half-naked little daughter,
cumming on her butt sometimes and then spreading her daddy’s messy sperm around
on her using my dick.
This continued on for several years until Alicia was eight, almost nine years
old. There were a few times when I got a big scare when she started to wake up
while my dick was in her face. The worse time was when she stirred just as I
was starting to cum on her. Once a guy starts to cum there’s no stopping and
for her to stir and move around, about to awaken, just as my first load of cum
was about to spurt out onto her, was an incredibly dangerous situation but yet I
found it to be exhilarating. Whatever the risk, it was well worth it!. At the
same time, I wanted nothing more than to press my dick into her tight little
pussy and fuck my daughter.
As Alicia grew older, she also became less naïve and more inquisitive, making it
more and more difficult for me to satisfy my lust for her by just observing her.
When she reached her eleventh birthday, she started to show the first signs of
her budding breast, driving me nuts as I would dream about how her enlarging
nipples would taste in my mouth. The nighttime bedroom visits were becoming
more rare as she slept less soundly than she had as a baby. On top of it all,
Jane wasn’t as forgiving when it came to me playfully grabbing her butt and
‘wrestling” as her daughter entered puberty.
The combination of it all was killing me! It seemed to be backwards from the
way things ought to have been. The sexier my daughter became, the less
accessible and the more I was being forced to hide my interest in her. My fear
was that in another couple of years (hopefully that long at least) some bastard
kid from school would be taking my daughter’s cherry – something that as her
father, I should have the right to claim for my own. After all, I was her dad
and who has more of a right to a girl at her age than her loving father?
To make matters worse, my marriage was going downhill as well. After thirteen
years of marriage, sex had become a “been there, done that” routine. Sure, Jane
was still as hot as ever and she kept her figure quite well as she approached
middle age. However, as she grew older her desires to experiment and her
willingness to fantasize and role-play lessened. If it was up to me, I would
have loved to have fucked Jane every day, at a minimum. Shit, the way she
looked, ANY guy would have wanted to fuck her too. Yet it seemed the more I
wanted it, the less she seemed to need it until it became a couple times a week
and now we were down to a few times month. It was probably no coincidence that
as Alicia grew older, Jane seemed to become even more conservative and
protective of her, yelling at me if I so much as appeared to look at her a
little too closely.
Just to show how desperate I was becoming to fuck Alicia, for a while I even
considered the possibility of drugging my daughter and taking advantage of her.
Although I eventually abandoned the idea, it wasn’t until after considerable
research and consideration. In the end, I was forced to conclude that the risks
were simply too enormous. I had some powerful sleeping pills my doctor
prescribed for me when I was having problems sleeping. Since Alicia was only a
fraction of my size, calculating the correct dosage would have been difficult.
It’s not like I could ask my doctor! Too little and she might remember what I
did to her, too much and I risked harming her. Besides, if I DID fuck her while
she was passed out then her tight little pussy would have been sore afterwards.
What if she complained to Jane and she took her to a doctor? In addition, I
also know myself well enough to realize that although I might not INTEND to fuck
her deep enough to take her virginity, I couldn’t be trusted under those
circumstances. Just a single careless thrust in the heat of my ecstasy and I
would be explaining to someone why our eleven year-old daughter wasn’t a virgin.
Of course there was always my ultimate dream that somehow I could manipulate
Alicia into wanting me to have sex with her dad. It would have been my own
private Nirvana as what could be better than to have your own daughter offer
herself to you, asking you to take her womanhood? As much as the idea appealed
to me, I’m a confessed pervert, not an idiot. Give me a break - convincing a
girl her age to have sex with her dad was the stuff of porn movies and erotic
stories, not real life. Even if I could somehow pull off the impossible, what
would keep her from accusing me later of rape, maybe even twenty years from now?
As much as I wanted to fuck my daughter (and I wanted to BADLY), I wanted to
stay out of jail even more. From what I hear, pedophiles have a rough time in
prison!
What really burned my ass was that I knew, without any question in my mind, that
if Jane would just help out the least little bit that Alicia probably would go
along with having sex with me. Needless to say, I was under no delusions that
Jane would ever want to join in. All I was asking for was for her to simply not
oppose it. Once I did try to explore Jane’s thoughts by asking her to role-play
with me and pretend to be a little girl. Her scathing response was a sharp slap
in my face and a nasty comment about how I shouldn’t be thinking of little girls
that way, especially ones the same age as my own daughter. So much for
supporting your husband.
As my unrequited lust for my daughter grew each day, I started to realize that
Jane was root of all my problems. SHE was the one withholding sex. SHE was the
one who was standing between me and our daughter. SHE was the one who made an
issue when I would even peek at porn sites on the Internet. It was my wife who
forced me to secretly masturbate several times a day to relieve the pressures
that built up within me. As bad as this may sound, I started to hate my own
wife – a deep, dark, nasty hatred. In my mind I wanted to punish her, to
publicly humiliate her for the way she prevented me from being truly happy in my
life. It didn’t matter to me how badly she was hurt as she deserved it for
being such a bitch of a wife. While I could never bring myself to thinking
about killing her, I did fantasize about her dying in a car wreck or other
accidental circumstance, leaving me with my sexy little daughter to so with as I
pleased without her mother’s constant interference.
When you have the sexual drive and lust that I do, heavy masturbation helps but
jerking myself off wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy me in the long term. For a
while, I toyed with the idea of buying a hooker, perhaps one that looked like a
young girl or might even have a young girl that worked with her. Again, the
risk of going to jail or maybe even worse, contracting an STD, was enough to
dissuade me from this course of action – but only barely. More than once I
would cruise the sleazier neighborhoods of Columbus, my dick hard as a rock as I
saw the whores walking the streets, trying to entice me to stop for them. As
horny as I was and as sexy as some of the whores were, I didn’t feel any true
desire for them. Fucking an older woman wasn't what I needed to satisfy me, I
wanted a young child, my eleven year-old daughter to be specific. More and more
of my life was being consumed by these nasty thoughts of what I wanted to do
with my growing girl.
It couldn’t go on this way. Something had to give.
Finally, a viable idea came to me from an unlikely source – Internet porn. It
shouldn’t come as a surprise when I say “unlikely” because while the Internet is
a great place for fantasy, face it, it’s not reality. While reading stories
from an erotic story archive, I found himself in a section that specialized in
“forced” sexual situation. A number of the stories involved families being
forced to have sex together for the first time at gunpoint. Of course, all of
these were way “over the top” and most were written extremely poorly, but the
concept appealed to me and I would masturbate as I read them, imaging it
happening to my own family. What if someone were to break into our house and
“force” my daughter to have sex with me while her mother watched in horror? It
was perfect – both erotic and devious. Not only would I get what I wanted more
than anything else in the world – fucking my daughter, there was a bonus as well
– the humiliation of my cruel bitch of a wife. What made it so perfect was that
when it was over, nobody would blame me for fucking our daughter as I would have
done it to prevent something even “worse” from happening to her – being raped by
a horrible stranger. The odds were that Jane would be so humiliated and shocked
that she would refuse to report the incident to the police out of fear that the
neighborhood and our families would find out and make her humiliation even
worse.
Well, like most fantasies, playing out such ideas in your head is easy; making
them actually come to life is another story entirely. It’s not like you just
ask someone to come to your house and pretend to be a criminal just to help you
fuck your daughter. Where do you find such people? It’s not like they advertise
in the Yellow Pages. With all the police and television stings these days,
turning to the Internet was not an option. None of my friends qualified as it
had to be someone neither Jane or Alicia would recognize or the entire thing
would crash and burn. One day after having jerked myself off watching Alicia
and her hot little girlfriends from her Girl Scout troop playing in the back
yard through our bedroom window, it hit me like a brick from a second story
window. It was like a vision had just been given to me as I knew exactly what
to do.
In every high school you have the “bad kids”, the ones who smoked and took
drugs, had the tattoos and the spiked hair, and terrorized the younger, more
naïve kids – like me. One of the worst assholes in my high school was Butch.
What Butch’s real name was, nobody knew. He had been called that since he was a
little bully and now he was a big bully. He was always picking on me and most
of the kids in school and I remembered how much I hated him. Fortunately, after
graduation I didn’t see much of him except now and then there would be stories
in the news about people getting in trouble with the law and Butch was mentioned
occasionally. He was sadistic and totally immoral in school and I doubted that
he had changed a bit since then. Those same qualities that caused me to hate
him back in school now made were exactly the same ones I was looking for. All I
had to do was figure out how to recruit him – not a simple task as you might
imagine.
It took more courage to go to the local bar where Butch and guys like him hung
out than it did to masturbate over my sleeping daughter that first time. Talk
about feeling out of place! It was your typical biker bar and when I walked in,
it was like you could hear a pin drop. At first they probably thought I was
some kind of cop but then, what officer would be so stupid as to be so obvious?
I quickly took a seat at the bar and at first everyone just ignored me,
including the bartender. Looking around, I saw Butch playing pool and smoking
(which was interesting as it was against the law in Ohio to smoke in bars). He
was easy to spot, looking almost the same as he had back in school. Finally, I
managed to get myself a drink ordered and when it came, I asked the bartender to
send Butch a drink from me. The bartender leered at me, probably thinking I was
gay, but I just bit my tongue. This was NOT exactly the place to pick a fight.
Anxiously I watched the bartender take Butch a beer and my heart was in my
throat when he pointed towards me as he explained where it had come from. Butch
peered over my way like I was some alien that had transported into the room but
then to my surprise, he walked over towards me, evidently a little curious to
find out what was going on. At that point I was about ready to chuck the whole
idea and flee before I got in any deeper but then I thought of my little Alicia,
about her sexy little ass that looked so sweet in her tight little bikinis, and
I knew that anything I had to do was worth it if it meant I eventually got to
feel my dick inside my little girl.
Well, to make a long story short, it took a few more rounds of beers and
swallowing a considerable helping of jeers and distasteful jokes before I was
able to tell Butch why I was there. At first I thought I had made a HUGE
mistake as Butch reacted by staring at me like I was some sort of disgusting bug
that needed to be swatted away.
“So let me get this straight… You want to pay me to break into your house and
force your daughter to let YOU fuck you?” he said, shaking his head, “Shit, are
you some kind of weird pervert or what?”
When he put it like that, it DID sound a little perverted. At the same time, it
was more like he was confirming what he had heard than actually questioning me
so I just nodded and he chuckled and coughed on his cigarette.
“Now I’ve heard everything. And you want your wife to watch everything too, is
that right?” he continued. “Shit, you’re not just a fuckin’ pervert, you’re a
kinky bastard too.”
Again, I held my tongue as it was more like he was getting his arms around my
request rather than actually rejecting it.
“Hmmmm, so what do they look like?”
I pulled out my wallet where I had a pic of the two of them in their bikinis,
laying on the sand next to one another at the beach. Alicia’s swim suit was
drooping down revealing just a hint of her flat chest while Jane’s large boobs
looked exquisite hanging down, threatening to burst from her low cut bikini top
at any moment. Butch whistled and raised his eyebrows.
“Damn, your fuckin’ wife’s a hot bitch,” he commented, cocking his head a little
as he looked at her. “Shit, is that your daughter? Yeah, she’s a cutie
alright. You’re one sick fuck you know. How old is she again?”
Ignoring his insults, I informed him that him Alicia had just turned eleven and
this time he actually DID act surprised.
“Eleven? Shit! You mean you want to fuck her and she’s only eleven?” he said,
sounding like he didn’t believe me, “Fuck, what kind of sick pervert are you?”
“One willing to pay you $3,000 if you help me,” I countered forcefully.
“Oh really? Got the cash?” he asked, evidently at least a little bit curious if
nothing else.
I nodded my head slowly saying, “Yeah but it’s half now, half afterwards.”
“OK. Just so you know, if I say yes and you’re a cop, I WILL kill you… got
it?” he said in a terse low pitch. The tone of his voice and the piercing look
in his eyes left me with no doubt that he would do exactly as he threatened!
Trying to keep my composure, I pulled out an envelope from my pocket and handed
it to him. God, I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this! He quickly put
it inside his front jean pocket without even opening it. What did he have to
worry about? If I cheated him at the very least he would just pocket it and not
go through with it, although I doubted he would let me off as easily as that.
I didn’t take long for us to work out the arrangements as it wasn’t really all
that complicated. The only tense part came when he looked at the photo I had
given him of Alicia and Jane in their bikinis and looked at me with this nasty
expression.
“So do I get a piece of the action too?”
I was taken by surprise and wasn't sure how to respond. Actually, the idea of
seeing Jane being forcibly raped and humiliated HAD some appeal. The downside
was that it might be too much for Jane and she would go to the police, despite
her worries about privacy. As for Alicia, there was no way this asshole would
ever even TOUCH my little girl. When I told Butch that they weren’t part of our
deal, he just shrugged and seemed to accept it. Hey, he was getting $3,000
dollars already, not a bad deal if you asked me.
As I drove home, I was literally shaking with fear, yet at the same time I had
this massive erection that almost hurt I was so damn horny and hard. Was I
about to become the luckiest man on the planet or had I taken the first step
towards a jail sentence? There was no turning back now as everything was set up
for Friday night, four days away. Now it was just a matter of time.
The next four days seemed more like four weeks or months. All the while every
imaginable scenario played out in my mind. What if Butch sold me out to the
police? I seriously doubted that would happen but what if he did? Really
though, why would he do such a thing? Butch undoubtedly wasn’t all that
enamored with the police in the first place and besides, he would be wanting the
other half of that money. What I feared the most was that Butch might decide to
just keep the $1,500 and not show up at all. It’s not like I was going to file
a complaint with the police. Oh well, if that was the worse that could happen
then I didn’t have a lot to be worried about. If he didn’t show up I would be
out some of my “mad” money I kept hidden from Jane and that would be a lesson
for me.
Friday morning came and I spent practically the entire day at work in the men’s
room, stroking my cock and masturbating at the thought of what was going to
happen later in the evening. My plan was for us all to go out to dinner. I
would leave the back door unlocked and Butch would come in like he was robbing
the place. When we all returned, we would “surprise” him, forcing him to take
action before we could call the police. Butch would then take all of us
“captive”. Then, to ensure we didn’t turn him in, he would “force” me to have
to choose between him raping Alicia or me doing her for his entertainment
instead. Of course, to protect my daughter’s “honor”, I would “resign” myself
to this horrific task. Meanwhile, Jane would be forced to watch her husband
fuck their daughter, thereby satisfying my desire to debase and embarrass her as
well. Hmmm, talk about taking care of two birds with one stone! When it was
over, we would all be too embarrassed to call the police as all it would only
publicize everything and there was nothing that could be done to undo what
happened.
Yes, it was a perfect plan, if I say so myself. It was so simple and direct,
what could possibly go wrong? Who knows, maybe Alicia would decide it wasn’t so
bad being fucked by her dad after all and want to do it again sometime. Since
it had already happened once, maybe Jane would even want to join in. Of course,
all this afterthought was fueled by the porn stories I’d been reading and had
little, if any, possibility of really happening. More likely I would
essentially rape my daughter with who only knows what consequences in her life.
There was no way that cold-hearted bitch wife of mine would ever join in, no
matter how hot it got. Oh well, who cared? So long as I got to fuck Alicia
even once, it would all be worth it.
At dinner that night I could barely swallow my food with the way my stomach was
tied up in knots. One the one hand, I had a raging erection for the entire meal
while on the other, I thought I was going to hurl at any second. It was a
casual meal at a Quaker Steak and Lube (wings and fried foods – no forks
necessary!) located near the mall by our house. I was dressed in jeans and a
short-sleeved shirt while Jane wore this a cute sundress that went past her
knees but showed off her boobs. Looking at her at times like this, I hated her
all the more. Damn! How could she be so fucking hot and look so sexy dressed
like this, getting looks from every guy in the place, yet be such a bitch? Too
bad those guys leering at her didn’t know what a frigid bitch was lurking under
that sexy exterior, waiting to suck the will and life out of any man unfortunate
enough to be married to her. Alicia was in her favorite denim shorts with the
cutest pink skin-tight tank top and a sheer light blue blouse worn unbuttoned
over it like a jacket. When she turned or moved just right, I could see the
small bulges where her tits were just starting to stick out. I was sure it
wouldn’t belong before Jane had her in a training bra but for now it was hot as
hell to see her little nipples poking through.
Jane and Alicia sat on one side of the booth while I sat on the other. They
looked so much alike it was incredible, like Alicia was a miniature version of
her mom. I remembered how hot Jane had been as a teenager with her perky boobs
and hot little ass and I knew it wouldn’t be too much longer before Alicia had
those same sexy qualities about her. For now though, her budding chest, skinny
legs and tight little butt was as much a turn-on as anything else could be. As
we ate, I tried to keep track of the time without appearing to be too obvious
about it. If we were a few minutes late I was sure Butch wouldn’t complain but
I didn’t dare show up a minute early. He HAD to be in the house already when we
arrived or the entire plan would be a bust.
God, my dick was so hard under the table it was actually hurting! It was
tempting to excuse myself to the men’s room where I knew I could jerk it off in
a few minutes and get some relief. Someone I found the willpower to control the
urge as I wanted to be as full of cum as possible when I fucked my little girl
for the first time. The thought of my cum draining out of her freshly fucked
pussy was enough to help me resist my immediate impulses. When the check
arrived I saw we were right on schedule. Butch should be walking into our house
about now and it was only a five minute drive back home so things should be all
set.
Back home I pulled into the garage and let Jane and Alicia go into the house
ahead of me. I figured it would be more “realistic” if they were the ones to
discover the “robber” instead of me. This way I could come to their “rescue”
instead of them later wondering why I didn’t try to warn them not to follow me
in. As you see, I had thought of everything. The plan was perfect.
I took my time coming into the house as Jane and Alicia disappeared though the
door into the laundry room and then the kitchen. As I entered the house, I
paused, waiting to see what, if anything, was going to happen. Was Butch even
in the house? He was suppose to be in our bedroom, supposedly hunting for money
and jewelry. One thing I couldn’t control was where Jane went after getting
home but I assumed she would stop by the bedroom as usual to drop her heels and
purse.
Suddenly, to my simultaneous delight and horror, a scream burst out – Jane. It
was followed by a higher-pitched scream and Alicia’s voice calling out for me.
“Daddy! Help us!”
My wife and daughter were being abducted. Ahhhhhh, sweet music to my ears.
I rushed into the house and there in the bedroom was a sight I was definitely
NOT expecting. Yes, Butch was there but he wasn't alone. Apparently, the
asshole had decided to bring an accomplice with him, something we had NEVER
agreed upon or even discussed for that matter. The second guy was shorter and
much smaller than Butch. He appeared to be only eighteen or nineteen from the
looks of him. The two of them were on one side of the room, next to the door
while my wife and daughter were holding tightly on to each other over on the
opposite side of the bed where they had apparently been herded. By bursting in
so quickly, I was already past the two men, leaving me effectively “trapped”
along with my family.
“Oh God John,” Jane cried, tears flowing down her face, “Do something.”
It was so typical of her, expecting me to take care of anything at her command.
I mean, what the hell was I suppose to do when two guys with guns were facing
us?
“What the hell do you bastards want?” I demanded. It was pretty easy to be all
brave and courageous when the guys threatening you were on your payroll, but I
tried hard to let Jane and Alicia think I was just as frightened as they were.
Then to my total shock and surprise, Butch moved up to me and without warning he
punched me in the stomach so hard I thought I was going to pass out. God, I’d
never been hit like that before! What the hell was going on? OK, maybe a
little playacting was expected but this was WAY over the top.
“Shut the fuck up asshole,” Butch barked at me. The pain was such that I had
dropped to my knees, gasping to regain my breath as he stepped back and waved
his gun around. “All we want is your wife’s jewelry and whatever cash you’ve
got and we’ll leave so quit trying to be a fucking hero, asshole.”
“Honey, give it to him,” I managed to get out between gasps. Jane went to her
dresser and grabbed the jewelry box and was going to hand it to Butch but his
young accomplice grabbed it from her instead and then roughly pushed her back
towards the bed. The kid rummaged through the box, looking at the contents
disdainfully.
“This is just a bunch of crap. Is this all you have bitch?”
Jane just nodded, unable to speak she was so frightened. I was still on my
knees and couldn’t see her face but I could imagine the shock and horror that
must be on it. Damn, this is what I wanted to see, my fucked-up wife in a state
of fear like she’d never been before. Somehow I managed to stand up again and
Butch waved me and Jane back over to where Alicia was standing. My poor
daughter’s face was frozen with fear as she just stared at the men in the room
with us. I felt bad for her but hey, you have to break an egg to make an omelet
and before this was over< I knew it would be worth whatever temporary pain I
caused her now.
Butch too a look for himself at the jewelry and sneered, “Shit man, what a cheap
bastard of a husband you are. Why don’t you buy your wife any decent jewelry?”
The truth of the matter is that I did. Jane had some incredible diamond
earrings and other rings which had cost me a fortune over the years. Actually,
I hated buying them for her and wasting the money but it was worth it if it got
her to quit bitching about something or another. Unfortunately, or maybe
fortunately, if what I thought Butch was up to was true, she kept it in a safe
deposit box at the bank.
As I suspected, Butch wasn't looking for an answer. Instead, he pushed me aside
and made Jane stand alone. He looked her up and down, a nasty grin on his face
as he looked at her hot body.
“Damn Ritchie, I hate going through all this trouble for some cheap cosmetic
crap. Maybe there’s something else here that I’d like have.”
From the way he was looking at Jane, there was little doubt as to what he really
wanted to “have”.
“Hey, leave my wife alone!” I said, trying to sound as if I cared what happened
to her.
Butch waved the gun at me and growled, “I thought I told you to shut the fuck
up, asshole.” Then he turned to Jane and leered at her saying, “You look like a
hot momma, let’s see a little more of you.”
Jane just stared at him, his words not quite sinking in so he huffed and said
again, “Are you deaf or what? I said STRIP bitch! NOW!”
Jane looked at me in horror yet with an expression of expectation, as if I was
suppose to come to her rescue or something else heroic such that she wouldn’t
have to comply with his demands. Working desperately to suppress a grin, I just
looked back at her and pretended to be terrible sorry and as supportive as
possible. Then she looked over at Alicia but our daughter was still frozen,
almost catatonic, and didn't seem to even understand what was happening around
her.
Glaring at Butch and then at me, slowly, reluctantly, Jane dropped her sundress
to the floor, leaving her standing there in just her bra and panties. It wasn't
like she was wearing anything from Victoria’s Secret – just your average white
bra and light yellow cotton panties that matched the yellow sundress she had
been wearing. But then, with Jane it didn’t really matter what she wore. God
damn it, Jane looked so fucking hot! Today I may hate her more than anyone in
the world, but even I would be the first to acknowledge that Jane was one fine
looking babe. Her full D-cup breasts pushed up and out of her lacy bra,
straining against it and making it look as if it would burst from the pressure
at any moment. Her panties were tight enough to outline her mound and sheer
enough to noticeably darken where her black pubic hair covered her cunt. It was
also enough to see that Jane shaved and trimmed, preferring to leave a triangle
of thick pubic hair above her slit. Then there were her incredible legs. Since
she was a teenager her legs were unbelievable and I loved it when she would wear
a really short skirt or her “Daisy Duke” denim shorts. From the way the two
guys were staring at her, they were as impressed with her figure as I was.
“That’s nice lady but I said strip, dammit, and that means everything,” Butch
said, staring unabashedly at her ass and tits. His anger was noticeably
building as he seemed to be getting frustrated by Jane’s resistance against
stripping nude.
The look on Jane’s face was priceless. She appeared frightened yet somehow a
the same time slightly defiant, as if she was silently declaring that while she
may be forced to undergo the indignity of having to strip naked in front of this
stranger, she wasn't giving in to him. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked
the bra and then leaned forward, letting it fall off of her boobs and down her
arms before tossing it to the bed. Damn, like her legs, her breasts were simply
perfect. What was best was they were 100% natural, without an ounce of
silicone. Both of the men were staring at them, mesmerized by the beauty of her
breasts. Then she took a deep breath and grabbed her panties by the waist. She
pulled them down to her ankles, stepping out of them and tossing them over to
where her bra had landed. Finally Jane stood there nude, one hand over her
boobs and the other over her crotch in that classic embarrassed girl pose, as if
she was actually hiding anything.
“Damn Ritchie, now that is one FINE piece of ass, don’t you think?” Butch
crowed, licking his lips as he stared at my wife’s gorgeous nude body. “Look at
those lips and mouth… I bet she gives some really good head, what do you think?”
Then he looked at me and sneered, “Hey asshole, does your wife suck dick the way
a real woman should?
I just glared at him, wanting to say something how about how Jane wasn't suppose
to have an active role in all this. The game plan had been that she was just
suppose to watch, not get involved. However, at this point what could I say?
My only option was to remain silent and hope that Jane would assume that I was
so filled with rage at the violation of my wife that I couldn’t even speak.
Butch set his gun down on the nightstand but Ritchie kept his pointed at me wile
keeping a close eye on Jane. Butch quickly undid his belt and jeans and then
unzipped himself. Lowering his jeans slightly, he pulled out his dick which was
about half erect by now. Jane drew in a sharp breath as she started to
comprehend what he had in store for her. If there had been any doubt, Butch
soon let her know what to expect in no uncertain terms.
“Down on your knees, bitch, show me how you suck a REAL man’s dick.”
Jane hesitated, the look on her face demonstrating clearly that the idea of
sucking his cock totally repulsed her. For a moment I wondered if she would
actually refuse, regardless of the consequences. Shit, it was hard enough to
get her to suck MY dick – usually taking at least a bottle or two of wine. For
her to suck a total stranger’s erect dick, especially under the circumstances,
was simply beyond anything I would have ever dreamed she would do.
Jane wasn’t responding enough for his tastes so Butch looked at Ritchie and
motioned towards me. It must have been something they had worked out ahead of
time as Ritchie took his cue and moved swiftly and purposefully. He didn’t
punch me in the stomach the way Butch has, he was too small for that to be as
effective. Instead, he kneed me in the groin, dropping me yet again to my knees
as an incredible pain shot through me, making me gasp as I tried to suck in a
breath.. Damn, that hurt! Again, I wondered what the hell was going on.
Christ anyway, this was supposedly all my idea and I was PAYING for it, and that
did NOT include getting myself castrated in the process.
“Oh John, are you OK!” Jane cried out. Damn, she actually sounded like she was
concerned about me! Hypocritical bitch.
“Shit lady, that’s nothing compared to what he’s gonna get if you don’t get busy
sucking my dick,” Butch threatened her again, “Suck it…. NOW!”
Jane was crying now, the tears flooding from her eyes as she realized there was
nothing she could do to stop this horrible man from forcing her to suck on his
penis. For a moment I felt a twinge of guilt as I realized she was about to do
the most distasteful thing imaginable for her and she was doing it to protect me
from further harm. I wasn’t so sure that I would have made the same sacrifice
had our positions been switched but then, I guess I already WAS in that position
and I was doing nothing, allowing my own wife to be defiled. Who was being the
bad spouse now? Oh well, she deserved it for all those years of hell she had
created for me.
“And don’t get any funny idea about using your teeth, got it?” Butch warned her
as she gingerly knelt in front of him. She reached up to grab his dick but he
swatted her hands away saying, “Don’t touch my dick with your whore hands, just
use your mouth.”
Jane gave me one last pitiful look as Ritchie stood over me, ready to kick me
again if I so much as appeared to do anything to save my wife from this
humiliation. There really was nothing I could do and Jane’s face drooped as she
finally accepted her fate. She leaned forward on her knees and took just the
tip of his dick in her mouth, reminding me of how our daughter would look when
we demanded that she eat something she didn’t like.
“Quit stalling – suck it,” Butch demanded, grabbing her head and pulling it in
tighter to his crotch. Jane opened her mouth more as she started to truly suck
Butch’s erect cock, slowly bobbing her head on him stiffly. It wasn't all that
much of a BJ but to be fair, it was about the same level of enthusiasm that she
showed when she sucked MY dick and I was her husband! Jane use to be a real
cocksucking whore as a teenager but for whatever reason she now thought of oral
sex as being something dirty and nasty. She still would do it now and then when
I really pushed for it but the longer we were married, the less I was able to
convince her to do it.
“C’mon bitch, you can do better than this!” Butch complained to her. “Ritchie?”
He looked over at Ritchie who seemed WAY too eager to kick me again but just as
he started to rear back to nail me, Jane stepped it up a notch, maybe two for
that matter. Damn! The bitch COULD suck a dick when she was properly
“motivated”! Whatever she was doing, Butch was enjoying it, that was for sure.
Ritchie was also watching, rubbing his hard dick through his jeans a bit.
“What’s the matter with you boy, you want some of this?” Butch teased his
accomplice. Then he nodded over at Alicia, who was staring at her mom as she
sucked on Butch’s dick. I was sure that she has never seen such a thing before
and to see her own mother kneeling totally naked on the floor as she sucked a
stranger’s dick must have been an incredible sight for her. “She’s more your
size, don’t you think?”
This time the horror on my face was 100% real. No way was he going to be the
first dick my daughter’s mouth sucked! I started to protest but Ritchie smacked
me behind my head, a little harder than necessary to get his point across.
“C’mon dad, don’t even try to tell me you don’t want to see your women both
sucking cock at the same time!” Butch taunted me.
I was furious. If not for the incredible pain that lingered in my loins, I
might have tried jumping one of them to get one of their weapons. As it was, I
was powerless to do anything but watch my dream turn into a nightmare.
Ritchie grabbed my little Alicia by the hand and literally dragged her until she
was standing by her nude mother. Jane was sucking Butch’s dick even better than
ever, looking totally hot as she worked his dick like the young teen slut she
once was. I can’t say she looked to be enjoying it, more like deep
concentration. It as if she had figured out that the faster she got him to cum,
the sooner her nightmare would be over, so she was putting everything she had
into it..
Meanwhile, Ritchie had taken his hard dick out fro his pants. He was already
plenty stiff but his dick was considerably smaller than Butch’s which, in all
honesty, made it perfect for Alicia. The big cock for her mom, the little one
for her. Ritchie grabbed Alicia by the hair and pulled her up close to his
bushy crotch and turning her so she could see what her mom was doing next to her
“Hey girl, see what your slutty mom is doing?”
Alicia nodded, too scared to answer verbally.
“Good girl… now do the same with my dick,” he demanded.
Poor Alicia, she looked totally confused. I wondered if she had any idea what
was really going on. I was sure she has never even SEEN anyone having oral sex
before and now she was being forced to actually do it. Then again, with all the
porn on the Internet these days, you never know for sure what your kids are
exposed to so maybe she DID know what was expected of her. Ritchie pushed his
dick up against Alicia’s closed mouth. She had her lips tightly shut,
desperately trying to stop him from pushing it in. He was about to put it in
her mouth and that was too much for me to take.
“Stop! You can’t do that to her; she’s only eleven for god’s sake!” I pleaded.
Butch looked at me and winked. The son of a bitch! He knew how badly I wanted
to be Alicia’s first – orally as well, and it was if he was getting more
pleasure from keeping me from having it. Thankfully, in the end he stuck to his
end of the bargain, at least so far as Alicia was concerned.
“OK dad, tell you what then, how about she suck’s YOUR dick instead?”
As hard as Jane was sucking his cock, she still overheard what he said and for a
moment she halted, his dick about half-way in her mouth as she started to
protest but Butch grabbed her roughly by the hair and pushed his dick in further
to shut her up. Ritchie moved Alicia over to where I was still kneeling on the
floor. He motioned for me to take off my jeans which I did, trying to pretend
it was with great reluctance that I was giving in to his demands. As I did, my
hard dick popped out and Ritchie grinned and pointed to it with the barrel of
his gun.
“Look Butch, daddy’s already all nice and hard. I think someone’s been wanting
a BJ from his daughter!”
Jane looked to the side, careful to keep Butch’s dick in her mouth, but enough
to see my erection poking out, testifying to how horny I was for our daughter.
She then shifted her eyes and glared at me. There was no doubt whatsoever what
she was thinking but then, what could I say? I may have been Alicia’s father
but I am still a man and my eleven year-old daughter was damn cute. Add to that
the sight of my wife kneeling naked on the floor, giving the best BJ of her
adult life, all right in front of me and really, how could ANY man stay limp
under those conditions? It wasn’t fair.
“Let’s go dad, make up your damn mind. Either she sucks your dick or I have her
do mine,” taunted Ritchie in a tone that told me he WOULD do exactly that and
was looking forward to it. My decision wasn't based on being a good father or
protector. No, it wasn’t so much that I didn’t want Alicia to suck his dick, it
was I wanted MINE to be the first dick she sucked., Hell, after me she could
suck them both for all I cared. It was her FIRST BJ that I was out to get.
After that, they could have her.
“C’mon baby, get down over here and start sucking on me, just like mommy is
doing to him,” I said to her tenderly. Alicia looked at me and then at her mom
and then at my hard dick which I was holding in my hand.
“Do I have to? Daddy, do I really have to suck it?” she said in a small voice,
barely audible even to me. It was the same tone she used when she was being
forced to take cough medicine she didn’t like.
“Yes baby, I’m so sorry. You know I don’t want you to have to do this but if
you don’t, these bad men are going to hurt you and maybe your mom and dad too.
Look at your mommy, she’s doing it and it’s OK for her. See, she likes it now.
Now hurry up and do the same to me, just like your mommy is doing it to him.”
Alicia didn't look all that convinced but I was her father and so she dutifully
listened to me and got down on her knees and hovered her pretty face close to my
horny stiff dick. I could barely breath as I watched her lips part and held her
mouth open as wide as she could. I held my breath as she slowly descended to my
cock. Then the most unbelievable thing happened, I FINALLY felt her wet mouth
on my cock. Damn, my eleven year-old daughter actually had my stiff dick in her
mouth! What kept me from exploding right then and there is a miracle, but
fortunately I somehow managed to hold it back as she put just the head in her
mouth and held it there, not moving but rather simply holding my dick in her
cute little mouth.
“That’s it baby, now move up and down on it, just like mommy is, see her?”
Jane’s eyes turned to me, both of them wide open as she listened to me give
instructions to her daughter on how to suck her husband’s dick. Did she suspect
anything? I was trying so hard not to appear TOO eager that she was sucking my
dick but in my heart and head I was practically dying with ecstasy. Oh yeah,
after all these years of fantasizing about it, my Alicia was sucking my dick!
Just then Butch groaned and I saw him thrust his dick hard into Jane’s face.
She was caught off guard and tried to pull back as she realized what was
happening. It was too late as Butch had his hands on the back of her head and
was pulling her roughly into his crotch, forced himself even deeper into her
mouth if anything.
“Fuck, I’m cumming bitch,” he groaned again as his hips thrust forward and I
heard Jane choking slightly as his hot cum started to spray into her mouth and
down her throat. Damn, she had never let me cum in her mouth once the entire
time we were married and here she was taking the full load of a stranger’s cum.
OK, once she was pretty drunk and she didn’t pull back when I came but she was
madder than hell afterwards. Now here she was, taking the full load of a
complete stranger, and this time she wasn't even trying to pull back from it.
Hell, if anything the bitch was sucking the sperm out of him like a whore in
heat.
The sight of my sexy nude wife taking Butch’s cum in her mouth was great but
nothing compared to the sensations I was having from having my eleven year-old
daughter suck my dick. Damn, her mouth felt incredible! It was all I had
dreamed of – and more.
Jane pulled her mouth off Butch’ cock and wiped the cum that had dripped down
her chin with her hand. Then to my surprise, without thinking she
absentmindedly licked her fingers clean. That bitch! She loved cum and here
she was eating it from a total stranger and probably wanting more. Jane looked
over at me and it must have struck her as to what she was doing because she
hurriedly pulled her hand from her mouth and looked away from me.
“Damn, I bet you didn’t you know your wife was such a great cocksucker, did
you?” Butch taunted me, “So how’s the little girl doing? Hmmmm, looks like good
cocksucking skills runs in the genes.”
I didn't say anything but I knew the look of sheer ecstasy on my face had to be
giving me away. Jane was staring at me, looking totally disgusted as she
realized I was enjoying my BJ from Alicia. Well, talk about the kettle calling
the pot black! Besides, it wasn’t fair of her to judge me at a time like this.
Even if I hadn’t arranged for it, what reasonable father would NOT enjoy his
daughter sucking his dick? I was only human after all.
“What’s the matter mommy, your hubby enjoying your daughter’s mouth a little too
much for you? Butch taunted her, “Well, I think it’s time ol’ Ritchie here got
something for his efforts here today, don’t you?”
My wife was still on her knees as she looked over at the kid to see what was
happening next. When she saw him approach, her shoulders drooped as she seemed
to resign herself to being forced to give yet another blowjob. Closing her
eyes, she leaned her head back to take Ritchie’s stiff dick in her mouth. Butch
just laughed at the sight in front of him her.
“Shit bitch, you’ve already taken one mouthful. Are you really that hungry for
another?”
Jane looked at him, confusion all over her face.
“Get up and bend over the bed, our boy doesn’t need a blowjob. No, Ritchie here
needs some of that hot and wet mommy pussy.”
Jane’s eyes really widened after that. Sucking Butch’s cock was horrible enough
and doing Ritchie’s next would have been just as bad, overall making this
evening the worst nightmare she had THOUGHT imaginable. ut now, to be raped by
this disgusted teenager was simply beyond her comprehension.
“Hey, either he fucks you or I do, so take your pick bitch. And you KNOW if I
do it, it ain’t gonna be fun… well, at least not for you.”
I was trying to listen in on what was happening as Alicia started to seem to get
into what she was doing. I had been quietly whispering to her, encouraging her
and complimenting her on how good of a job she a doing. At first she was
hesitant to do anything but the more I told her what to do and then told her
what a great daughter she was being, the more she seemed to be enjoying it. It
was like I always said, little girls WANT to suck dick and would if given half
the chance. It’s the adults that teach them otherwise.
Jane slowly stood up and assumed the position on our bed. It was a tall style
so she didn’t have to bend over very far to get down on her elbows. She stood
there with her slender legs tight together, not saying a word as she resigned
herself to this final indignity.
“Shit, spread your legs apart,” Butch ordered her as Ritchie moved in behind
her, “Let me hear you beg Ritchie to fuck you. C’mon whore, let him know how
bad you want it.”
Jane’s face was beet red with embarrassment but she spread her legs apart as
ordered without saying a word. She laid her head on its side on a pillow on the
bed, turning to face me as I continued to enjoy my daughter’s small mouth on my
dick.
“Say it bitch,” Butch said angrily to Jane, “Say it or I'll pound that cunt with
my own cock.”
“Fuck me,” I barely heard her say, more of a mumble than anything else.
“Last time bitch, say it or get it!”
“Alright then, I want you to fuck me, I want your dick in my cunt!”
Even under the circumstances, I was astounded to hear my wife talk like this to
him. Even back in high school I had NEVER before heard Jane refer to her pussy
as her “cunt”, not even when she was drunk and horny. Ritchie moved in behind
her, his stiff dick standing out straight as an arrow as he continued to stroke
himself. He rubbed his dick against her wet pussy and then pushed it inside of
her. It slipped in so easily he was all the way inside of her with the first
push.
“Shit, she’s fucking soaking wet Butch!” Ritchie cried out.
Jane looked over at me, obviously embarrassed that her pussy could betray her
like this. If she had been a decent woman, she should have been dry as a bone,
the same way she was with me half the time we tried to have sex. Instead, she
was now practically in heat.
“Damn, her cunt feels so fucking good,” Ritchie informed us all as he started to
stroke his hard dick in and out of Jane’s pussy.
“C’mon bitch, tell him how it feels. Shit, quit pretending you don’t love it,”
Butch said, leaning over to speak almost right in her ear to make sure that she
heard and understood him..
“Oh yeah, fuck my cunt, it feel so good to have your hard dick in my wet cunt!”
she cried out, panting harder as he fucked her even harder. It wasn’t just him
fucking her anymore either. Her hips were thrusting back into him, matching his
rhythm as she moved to help him stroke himself even deeper inside of her. What
a whore! My wife was enjoying this! If it hadn’t been for Alicia trying so
hard to please me, I would have stood up and smacked her in the face for being
such a fucking slut.
“Hey little girl, are you watching your mommy getting fucked?” Butch asked
Alicia, moving over and picking her up, pulling her mouth off my dick so he
could put her in a place where she could watch her mom being fucked better and
closer up. Alicia hadn't realized what was happening and she put her hand to
her mouth and gasped when she saw what was being done to her mother.
“Mommy?” she called out softly, trying to get her mother’s attention.
Butch chuckled and patted her on the head. “Your mommy is too busy enjoying my
friend’s dick in her. Would you like to be like her?”
If Jane heard what Butch said to her daughter, she didn't give any indication.
She was indeed too busy being fucked to pay any attention to anyone or anything
else. I’d never seen her moaning and humping her hips like this before when we
had sex. She looked over at me and a nasty smile appeared and she looked at me
while she begged Ritchie to fuck her even harder. It was then I realized what
the bitch was doing. She had seen how much I was enjoying the way her daughter
was sucking my dick and now it was payback time. Whether she was really
enjoying being fucked by Ritchie or not, she wanted me to think she was. The
thing is, I didn’t think there was nearly as much pretending going on now as
when she had gotten started – if there really had been any before.
Well, two could play her game. I looked over at Butch and he could tell what I
wanted. Fortunately, he hadn’t completely forgotten what the real intent of
this little get-together was.
“Alright dad, it’s time for you to fuck your daughter!”
I tried to act like I didn’t want to, pleading with him to not force me to do
such a horrendous thing to out daughter. “No, please don’t make me do that.
She’s my daughter for Christ sake!”
Butch chuckled. “Exactly, and that’s why you’re going to fuck her. Let’s go
dad, it’s either you or me and frankly, I’d rather it be me so I’m rooting for
you to say no. That’s a fine little piece of ass you have there sucking your
dick at the moment.”
Alicia looked at me, her face clearly showing the fear she was feeling. She was
still fully dressed so I went to her and hugged her and then I started to take
her blouse off slowly. She stood there and allowed me to undress her, piece by
piece. As I pulled her tank top up and over her head, her bare chest was
revealed to me for the first time since she was a little girl. Her breasts, if
you could call the swellings on her chest that, were starting to develop and her
nipples were pointed and full. Then I dropped her shorts, exposing her white
panties which I then took off of her as well. God Almighty, my daughter was now
standing naked in front of me! To make her more comfortable, I took off my
clothes as well and then we were both naked, my incestuous cock standing out and
poking against her as I held her close to me.
“Awwww, isn’t that sweet. OK, let’s go dad, we don’t have all night you know!”
Butch broke in.
Alicia looked up at me and she smiled at me. It wasn't much of a smile but
still, it was the first time she’d even come close since we had gotten home.
“It’s OK daddy, I understand.”
Oh my God! I couldn’t believe my ears. My daughter was essentially offering
herself to me. Sure, it was under duress, but to hear her say those words, no
matter what the reason, was something I'll never forget as long as I live.
“I love you Alicia,” I whispered to her as I gently picked her up and carried
her to the other end of the bed from where her whore of a mother was still being
fucked by Ritchie.
Ritchie was fucking her fast and hard and it wasn't long before the inevitable
happened – he came. He paused for a moment and then his hips thrust forward,
driving his nasty dick deep into my wife’s warm pussy as he shot his sperm into
her. No sooner than he had cum than Butch was pushing him out of the way, eager
to get his own shot at her. Jane didn’t make any effort to stop him. Hell,
instead she reached back and guided his dick into her. Butch’s dick must have
been twice the size of Ritchie’s and she gasped as he forced himself into her.
Meanwhile, I had Alicia on her back with her legs spread. I didn't want to hurt
her so I put my face between her legs and started to lick her pussy, letting my
saliva drip onto her to lubricate her. As it turned out, she didn’t need much
help. Whether it was sucking her dad’s cock or seeing her mother being fucked,
my little girl was already pretty wet and ready. As much as I would have loved
to lick her bare little pussy all night, I had other things I wanted to
accomplish – with fucking her at the top of the “to do” list..
“Are you sure baby” I asked her as I mounted her, holding myself off of her so
as not to crush her petite little body. My dick was now only inches away from
my prize and I wanted to feel her pussy all around it so badly. Still, I had
enough common sense remaining to know I needed her to be as responsible as I was
for what was about to happen. There would be nobody saying later that I raped
her.
“Yes daddy, I want you to fuck me,” she said softly.
Bingo! She must have picked up this little gem from listening to her whore
mother. Whatever the source, she had just said the very words that I had jerked
off so many times dreaming she would say.
“Let’s go dad, fuck her. Listen to her, she wants it!” Butch urged me.
Jane must have also heard her daughter’s beautiful words to me as well as for
just a moment the veneer she was trying to put on broke and she looked over at
her daughter, aghast that such words could be coming from her mouth. She didn’t
say anything but the look she gave me said it all – she couldn’t believe I was
going to fuck Alicia and there was no way I’d better do it. Well, it’s sort of
hard to take her mother’s advice when she’s laying in bed like a tramp letting
some guy she’d never met fuck the daylights out of her.
Well, nobody had to say anything more, I wanted to fuck my daughter so badly
nothing could have stopped me now. My heart was pounding as I reached down and
positioned my hard dick against her baby-smooth virgin pussy hole. When I tried
to push myself into her, it simply wouldn’t go in. Damn she so fucking tight!
To my amazement, Alicia reached down and took my dick in my hand to help me.
She rubbed my cock head against her pussy, working it in slowly. I could feel
just the tip of my dick start to enter her and all I could think was I was
finally doing what I had dreamed about for so many years, pushing my dick into
my daughter’s little pussy.
“Oh god,” I moaned as I pushed myself as hard as I could against her resisting
cunt. It actually hurt a bit as my cock bent slightly when I pressed it even
harder. Then it was like her pussy suddenly gave up the fight and the head of
my dick literally popped inside of her. Alicia gasped as I held myself there
for a moment, savoring the moment, this unrepeatable, once-in-a-lifetime moment
where my dick was finally inside my daughter’s pussy for the very first time.
Damn she was so fucking tight!
Alicia was biting her lip, trying not cry out as I stretched her pussy like it
had never been before. Her pain didn’t bother me. If anything, I just wanted
more. I wanted to feel myself deeper in her and so I pushed again, making her
gasp in pain, the sound being music to my ears. My dick pushed in a little
further and then I felt myself against her hymen. Alicia couldn’t hold it back
any longer and cried out this time as I pushed myself threw it, tearing her
apart inside to make way for her father’s dick to penetrate her.
“Oh daddy, it hurts so bad!” she whined, tears streaming from her eyes and down
her face as I felt her wiggling under me, trying to pull away from the object
inside of her that was causing her such pain.
“It’s OK baby, it will feel better soon,” I whispered to her as I held myself
still inside of her. Once again, for the umpteenth time, I marveled at how
tight she was. It was like a warm fleshy vise was around my dick, squeezing it
harder and harder the deeper I want in. She was so tight that I was afraid that
if I stayed still much longer I might start to lose my erection. My dick was
past the half-way point inside of her when I felt myself bottom out in her
pussy.
“It hurts so bad daddy, please take it out,” she pleaded with me, the tears now
a constant stream.
At this moment I looked at Jane as she was bucking under Butch like a whore in
heat. The bitch wasn't even watching her daughter lose her virginity. Al she
cared about was getting herself off, the hell with her husband and daughter. At
that moment I hated Jane more than ever at this moment. It was HER fault that
our daughter was being forced to feel so much pain. If Jane had been a decent
mother and understanding wife, she would have brought Alicia to our bed long
ago, taught her about sex and how to please a man. It hurt me that Alicia’s
first time could have been such a loving and tender experience, with her mom
licking her and helping her to be better prepared for her father’s incestuous
dick. In that scenario, if she was hurting badly, I could have pulled out and
waited, knowing I had her mother’s blessing to be back in her again when she was
ready.
But nooooo, it wasn't going to be that way. Alicia’s fucking mother wasn't
going to help her to give herself to her dad for her first time so now it had to
be this way. My only hope was that someday Alicia would understand and put the
blame for her painful first time where it belonged – her mother.
Even though I knew it was hurting her, my lust for my daughter overwhelmed any
sense of pity I might have had for her. No matter how bad it hurt her, I wasn’t
going to stop, not now, not after getting this far. I HAD to fuck her. I HAD
to cum in her. I HAD to mate my daughter. After all, when would I ever get a
chance like this again? Of course if life was a porn movie, we would continue
giving sex long after the crooks had left but this was real life. Odds were
much higher that this was going to be my one and only shot at fucking my
daughter so no matter what it did to her, I HAD to fulfill my fantasies now or
I’d be regretting it for the rest of my life.
“I love you baby, I don’t mean to hurt you but daddy needs this,” I groaned as I
started to stroke myself in and out of the tightest pussy imaginable. I could
barely move my dick at first she was gripping my cock so tightly. Overall, it
was just as I had dreamed it would be all times I had masturbated thinking about
this very moment.
“Look at your husband, he’s really into it now,” I heard Butch saying to Jane as
he pounded her cunt. I looked at her and saw she was watching me now. It was
all I could do not to smile at her. The pure hatred on her face can’t even be
described. She KNEW I was enjoying fucking Alicia and I knew that what I was
doing was the most unforgivable act I could ever do in her eyes.
I'll never understand women. I would have thought that any woman being fucked
against her will while being forced to watch her husband rob her daughter of her
virginity would be dry as a desert with sex being the last thing on her mind. I
never did buy into all that crap in porn movies and stories where the wife
couldn’t help but begin to enjoy being fucked by her captors. Until now, I knew
Jen hated what was happening to her and the only reason she was pretending to
like it was to get it over quicker and to make me jealous. Well, that may have
been true until now but when Butch started to cum in her it was like a light
switch was thrown and she finally gave in to him. She turned away from me and
Alicia and I could see she was cumming. Damn, the bitch was having an orgasm!
Butch knew it too and he looked over at me and grinned broadly as he released
his cum in my wife.
Well, I had other things on my mind than what my whore wife was up to. I was
stroking myself faster and faster into Alicia’s pussy, ignoring her cries for me
to stop and her hand trying to push me away from her sore pussy. Someday she
would appreciate this, she would be happy her dad had fucked her instead of one
of these criminals.
“Oh my god!” I groaned as I felt my orgasm erupt and then it was happening – I
was shooting my sperm deep into Alicia’s pussy. OMG, I was mating my own
daughter, my cute little eleven-year-old sweetie that was always so innocent and
sweet. Well, she HAD been innocent, There was nothing innocent about her now
as I pumped her pussy full of sperm. Now she was the sluttiest of eleven-year
old girls, taking her father’s dick inside of her, accepting his cum.
Finally I had released everything I had in me inside of her. I was dripping
with sweat as I pulled my dick out of her and stared at her freshly fucked
pussy. There was a little blood on my cock and around her pussy but nothing
that much. Actually there was much more of my cum draining from her reddish
pussy. She was going to be sore for a few days, that was for sure.
Alicia just laid there, her eyes shut tight and her hand cupping her sore pussy.
She wasn’t crying as much now and I was tempted to lick her pussy to see if that
would help when Ritchie looked like he was about to take a try at Alicia for
himself. I looked over at Butch and stared at him. Our eyes met and he
understood what I was trying to tell him – enough was enough. I did NOT want
anyone else fucking my daughter tonight. I had caused her enough pain and I had
a little compassion for her. Besides, she was mine and nobody else was going to
fuck her for now but me.
“Shit, we had better get out of here,” Butch said, waving Ritchie away from
Alicia as he pulled up his pants. In less than a minute they were ready and
Butch grabbed the jewelry they had taken and tossed it at Jane, who was laying
with her legs spread wide apart and cum draining from her freshly fucked cunt
like a porn star after a gang bang. God I hated that bitch!
“Here, keep your crappy junk bitch,” he sneered at her, “We got something better
tonight, didn’t we Ritchie?”
Ritchie just leered at Jane and pointed at his dick saying, “Last chance for
more of this.”
Jane was about to say something she probably would have regretted but
fortunately Butch grabbed him and pulled him away. Next thing we knew, we were
alone in the room. Alicia immediately ran to her mother and Jane hugged her
tight against her. I couldn’t help but feel a surge again in my dick again as I
saw my newly fucked naked daughter pressed tight against her slutty mother.
Both of them had cum dripping from their pussies and it was the hottest and most
erotic sight I’d ever seen.
Well, NOW it was going to be interesting. I knew Jane would be accusing me of
enjoying it when I was “forced” to fuck our daughter. Well, I could accuse her
of the same. Besides, she had been totally humiliated and there was no way she
would ever report this to the police.
I wasn't worried. I knew I could talk my way out of this. I always have been
able to manipulate Jane into believing the things she wanted to believe. The
real question was what would happen in the future? Would I get to fuck Alicia
again? God I hoped so. Seeing her naked now just made me want to take her
again.
Something told me tonight was NOT going to be the first and last time. If Jane
didn’t like it, fuck her. Well, maybe someone ELSE needed to fuck her.
THE END
Alicia Ch2 - Forced to Have Sex