Horny hostage

CHAPTER SIX

Not that long before this sexual binge on Bambi's part, the backwoods nymphomaniac have been a total virgin.

As it so happened, Bambi's sexual career began under incestuous circumstances. This was back in the days before Daddy run off.

Bambi always wondered if there was a connection between the affair she had with her Daddy and the fact that he left forever.

The two events happened very close to one another. As a matter of fact, Daddy was gone seventy two hours after he fucked Bambi.

Bambi thought about that afternoon out by the lake. The girl remembered every little detail of those events as if they had occurred the day before.

Bambi was innocent. Absolutely. She had never been fucked. She had never sucked a cock. She had never even seen a hard cock.

But she was curious and she was growing more curious all the time.

Bambi might have had the mind of a little girl but she had the body of a woman. Bambi found that she was having trouble getting to sleep at night because of the ache between her legs. She did not masturbate herself. She had never experienced an orgasm and the truth of the matter was that Bambi was a little bit afraid of that ultimate pleasure. But on this day, Bambi felt differently. She decided that she was going to sneak off back by the lake and she was going to get naked. Then she was going to touch herself in an impure manner until she taught herself what all of the fuss was about. Bambi stripped herself naked and stood beside the smooth lake. She could see herself. So small. Bambi stood only five feet one inch tall and weighed an even one-hundred pounds. Bambi was petite. Diminutive. Her hair was strawberry blonde in hue. She had extremely fair skin. Bambi had a perfect peaches and cream complexion. It was obvious to anyone who looked at Bambi that she had been one of those fucky teenagers who had never once suffered from a facial blemish. Her face was round. Her eyebrows and her eyelashes were the same strawberry blonde color as the hair that grew from her scalp. Her eyebrows grew angularly, in a femininely slender manner.

Bambi's eyelashes were very long. Her reddish lashes curled up slightly at the tips, in spite of the fact that she did not use mascara to enhance this effect. Bambi's eyes were almond-shaped and she had pupils that were green, like the eyes of a cat.

Bambi's eyes sparkled with merriment whenever she was happy yet looked somber and solemn, deep and dark whenever she was blue. The hue of Bambi's pupils shifted from emerald to kelly.

Bambi had a tiny nose. It was a mere button at the center of her face. Her nose turned up slightly at the tip. Her nostrils were on the pinched side, but they had a tendency to flare wide open whenever she was excited about something.

Her mouth was not very large either but her lips were full and sensuous. She had fleshy lips. Bee-stung lips. Bambi looked like she either needed to be kissed desperately – or she had already been kissed much too much already.

Her lips were very red in spite of the fact that she wore no make-up.

Her teeth were straight and pearly white.

Her neck was slender and rather long, maybe overlong, like a Norman Rockwell painting or something. Bambi's ears were small and clung closely to the sides of her head. In spite of her tiny stature, Bambi's tits were very big. Bambi's tit's were so large that they would have been considered big even if they had grown upon the chest of a much bigger girl. Bambi's tit's were firm too. They rested high up on her chest. They were pert. Perky. They had perfect shape. Her tits were rounded at the bottoms. Sloped at the tops. The nipples pointed slightly upward whenever she was standing up or sitting up straight. Bambi always sat and stood up straight. Bambi did not slouch. Bambi had perfect posture. She looked like a recent graduate from a finishing school if you judged her solely on her posture and gait. Bambi had one of the all time sexiest walks. Her hips swung from side to side when she walked, like, a pendulum, like gelatin on springs – a "finest kind" display of nature's kinetics.

Oh, yeah.

Men in the mountains of West Virginia been known to go out of there was to walk behind Bambi, even back in them days when Bambi still didn't know what the fuck it was all about.

Bambi had a very tiny waist and round hips. Bambi's hips were round both at the sides and at the rear. The skin on Bambi's ass was every bit as smooth as it had been when she was just a little baby. Bambi's legs were not long but they were top drawer.

Not much meat on her bones.

But what was there was choice!

Bambi could feel her pussy aching more severely than it had ever ached before as she stood beside the lake looking at herself.

Felling vain.

Feeling like woman.

Feeling sexy.

Feeling like a sexual animal for the first time.

She could feel the hot blood of her feminine arousal pumping downward in her body and she could tell that each and every, drop of that blood was headed for the pink delta between their thighs. She could feel all of the mucous membranes between her legs getting a little larger all the time.

She could feel her pussy getting moist.

Wet.

Soaking wet.

Her nipples grew.

Throbbed.

She touched her nipples and she could feel a ripple of pleasure running up and down the entire length of her spine.

Bambi pinched at her nipples with her thumbs and forefingers and she could feel herself enveloped with gooseflesh.

Bambi then took her tits into her hands and she began to squeeze them. She could feel the muscles in her legs weakening.

Bambi figured out right then and there that masturbation was an activity best undertaken while prone. She got down in the grass next to the lake.

She opened her legs.

Her cunt drooled.

The girl began to stroke her belly. She stroked her loins and then the insides of her thighs. She opened her knees as far as she could get them. Bambi could feel a stretching in the muscles at the insides of her thighs. Bambi could feel her cunt lips parting. Bambi could feel her pussy flesh crawling around between her legs. Bambi could feel her twat developing a mind of its own. Bambi could feel her clit growing larger all the time. Bambi could feel her clit pushing out from under its foreskin. Bambi could feel the cunt pushing the clitoral foreskin up and out of the way. Bambi could feel her natural lubrication dribbling out of the base of her pussy down into the crack of her ass. Bambi knew that soon she was going to be making a little puddle of pussy juice in the grass beneath her ass. She could tell that the entire cleavage between her ass cheeks was wet and slippery with the stuff that was dribbling from her poontang. She began to open and close her knees very rapidly as if she were attempting to fan the flame in her crotch. But this was hardly necessary. The fire in Bambi's cunt was burning just fine all by itself.

Bambi rubbed up and down the back of her thighs. She lifted her legs and rubbed her ass cheeks. She pulled her cheeks open and rubbed at the crack. The slippery crack. Then the hole. Bambi fingered her own asshole. Bambi moistened her right forefinger with saliva. Bambi pushed that finger deep up inside her own asshole. She wiggled it. She worked it in and out. Bambi pulled her finger out of her asshole. She sniffed it. She licked it clean. Then she began to rub her cunt. She rubbed at the outer lips. The inner lips. She rubbed at the outer-most edges of the protruding and slightly curled back inner cunt lips. She pushed her finger gently in between, her inner labia. She touched her own piss hole. She could feel her horniness growing, more intense than she would have thought possible. She tried to push her finger up inside her cunt but she found that this was impossible. Bambi hooked her right middle finger under her own pubic bone and only penetrated herself about an inch when the tip of her finger touched the thin wall of membrane that blocked the path to her womb. She realized instantly what this was. It was her hymen. Her cherry. It was her intact maidenhead. She pressed against the membrane until it was taut. This was the wall that had been, for so VERY long, the sole guardian of Bambi's chastity. There was a part of Bambi that wanted to push her finger right through that wall – just so she could find out what it felt like to be touched on the other side. But there was an even bigger part of Bambi that wanted to save her cherry and offer it as a gift to the man who was to become her first full-fledged lover.

She pulled her finger out of her twat.

Again she sniffed at her finger.

She could see how wet her finger was.

She loved the way her finger smelled.

She licked her finger clean again.

She then began to diddle her clitoris.

She made herself come almost instantly.

The explosion started at her love button.

The spasms spread into Bambi's thighs.

The convulsions entered Bambi's loins.

Her orgasm enveloped her and she screamed bloody murder.

Little did Bambi know that just at that moment Daddy was walking back by the lake. He had seen everything she just did.

"Well, hello, Bambi, you are looking pretty today," he said.

"Daddy! Oh my God!" Bambi said. She sat up and hugged her knees.

"There is no reason to be shy around me," the man said.

"Daddy!"

"Come on, let Daddy see them jugs now, baby," Daddy said.

"Please…"

"Let Daddy see your hooters!" Daddy screamed and pulled her legs down.

"Please, Daddy, you are acting funny," Bambi said, nervously.

"That is because I am horny, Bambi," Daddy confessed breathlessly.

"You got a boner?"

"Yup."

"I'll bet it aches."

"Sure does."

"Pants must be tight."

"Ready to rip."

"You watching me jerk off?"

"Yup."

"That what gave you a boner?"

"Yup."

"That's incest."

"I want to fuck you, what can I say?"

"Incest is taboo."

"Says who?"

"Society."

"Fuck society."

"Daddy!"

"Just you and me out in these woods by this lake," he said.

"But…"

"I am a man, Bambi, you got to understand that, a man!"

"I know, but…"

"I have needs!"

"What about Mommy?"

"I have more needs than Mommy can accommodate," Daddy said.

"Get a whore."

"I do, all the time."

"That's your business."

"Now I want you."

"I ain't no whore."

"Not yet, you ain't," he said.

"Do you think I am going to grow up to be a whore, Daddy?"

"I hope so."

"Why?"

"Best money you'll ever make. Go to the big city. Sell your ass. Make the big bucks," Daddy said.

"I wanted to get married and make babies," Bambi said.

"You will change your mind about all of that soon," Daddy said.

How prophetic Daddy turned out to be.

Bambi opened her eyes very wide as she saw Daddy whip out his prick.

"Ahhhhhhhh," Daddy said as his cock got out into the open air.

"Holy shit!"

"What?"

"Your dick!"

"What about it?"

"You have a huge cock, Daddy!"

"It is true. I am a rather full sized man," Daddy said proudly.

"You look like your cock must be at least a foot long."

"Not quite. The truth is that Mommy did measure it once."

"What did the tape measure read, Daddy?" Bambi asked.

"Guess."

"Nine inches."

"Nope."

"High or low?"

"Low."

"Ten inches."

"Still low."

"Eleven."

"Ten and a half."

"I am glad you are impressed."

"I am not impressed most of all by the length of your cock."

"No?"

"Nope."

"What impresses you most?"

"The thickness of your cock."

"I see."

"Your cock is thicker than my wrist."

"Absolutely."

"Close to being as thick as both of my wrists put together."

"True."

"I don't think it is going to fit inside my pussy, Daddy."

"Sure it will."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Your pussy is a hell of a lot more elastic than you give it credit for."

"I hope so."

"Big men are fucking small girls every day of the week."

"I suppose."

"Nature has a way of working these things out, Bambi," Daddy said.

"I can see that your cock is thickest at the head, Daddy."

"Uh huh," Daddy said. He looked down at his massive tool of masculinity. She could see that the head of his cock was bulbous. It was blue-black in color. The skin covering it was stretched taut. The little hole at the tip of his dick had swollen lips on either side of it. The urethra was opening and closing. The hole at the tip of Daddy's cock looked like a tiny mouth trying desperately to sing aloud with it's horniness.

Bambi thought that the head of Daddy's cock looked like a grossly overgrown acorn, the type from which mighty oak trees grow. Bambi thought that Daddy's cock head looked like an edible mushroom cap. Bambi could see that the shaft of Daddy's pecker was slightly skinnier than the head – and that it was a slightly lighter shade of purple as ell. Bambi could see that Daddy's cock was craggy and gnarled and angry with swollen veins that protruded from the shaft, up and down the entire length of that pecker, crisscrossing as they went, forming pretty patterns like blue lines on an erotic road map. Daddy's balls were huge too. They were the size of chicken eggs. Daddy climbed right on top of Bambi and pinned her to the ground. Bambi's knees were still up in the air and he was squeezing at the sides of his hips with the insides of her thighs. Bambi could feel her chubby pink little toes curling under at that incestuously passionate moment as if they were desperately trying to clutch at the balls of her feet. She could feel the entire length of Daddy's cock being pinned against her belly by his flat tummy. She could feel Daddy's massive balls resting on her inner cunt lip. She could feel the base of Daddy's cock throbbing against the base of her mound. She could feel the tip of Daddy's cock throbbing against a spot directly in between her bellybutton and the slightly protruding base of her rib cage. Bambi could feel Daddy pressing the weight of his massive chest against her tits so hard that he was flattening her boobs. Bambi could feel her nipples throbbing against his chest. Daddy had his legs kicked out behind him. His knees and his ankles were close together. Daddy's pants were around his ankles, but he did not give a flying fuck whether or not he looked silly. Daddy began to smother Bambi face with kisses. They necked passionately. Daddy said.

He had his knees slightly bent. The tops of his feet were in the grass. His toes were curled under tightly also. He then kicked his legs out behind him and got up on his toes, straightening his knees and lifting them from the grass. He placed the palms of his hands in the grass on either side of Bambi's head. His palms were flat and his fingers were parted. He pressed down with his palms and straightened his elbows a little bit. He lifted his chest and allowed Bambi's tits to return to their normal shape. Only Bambi's nipples were touching Daddy's chest by this time, more so when they were inhaling than when they were exhaling. Daddy lifted his loins so that his balls lifted away from the edges of Bambi's inner cunt lips. The base of Daddy's cock lifted from the base of Bambi's mound. Only the very tip of Daddy's ten and a half inch cock was touching her at this point, half-way between the top of her mound and hem dimple and concave bellybutton.

The man then reached back with his right hand. He supported the weight of his rather heavy upper torso with his left hand exclusively.

He made a fist around the base of his cock shaft. Daddy squeezed his pecker three times, just to make sure that his incestuously passionate dong was as urgent rigid as was physically possible. Daddy was pleased to find that his mammoth member was as hard as iron. The man then used his right hand to guide the tip of his cock to Bambi's cunt. The girl moaned as Daddy rubbed his piss hole against her clitoris. Daddy rubbed her love button in a series of slow sensuous circles with the tip of his pecker and the girl thought this felt pretty good. But it was no longer what she wanted most of all. Bambi could feel her clitoris's role as the focal point of her womanly yearning being temporarily usurped by a new magic spot, a spot up inside Bambi's cunt, up past her cherry where she had never before been touched. She could tell that the new focal point of her feminine desires was on the upper roof of her inner cunt very close to her cervix – very close to the very mouth of her womb. Bambi found that she was just as anxious as he to get that tube steak in the oven.