Raped degraded daughter

CHAPTER TEN

Linda was amazed at herself, and she cried about it. Her father had to take her trembling young body into his arms like a baby and soothe her the best he could. He cuddled her on his lap, kissed her ear and stroked her naked thighs gently.

"There, there, Linda," he soothed. "Stop crying about it. So you like sex. So what? What girl doesn't?"

"But they don't cum with their dads!" Linda cried.

"Now, how do you know that?" Jim asked seriously, cupping one of her firm young tits. "How do you know your girlfriends aren't fucking their dads? Maybe some of them are."

Linda pulled her face away from her father's and peered at him curiously. Frowning cutely, she piped: "Do you mean it? Do other girls let their dads play with them? I never thought of that. I mean… Sharon? Debbie? Connie? Sue Ann? They sure have nice-looking dads! You make me wonder!"

"Well, even if they don't fuck their dads," her father explained, "that doesn't mean you and I can't fuck each other. Why shouldn't we? Here we are, abandoned by your mother and my wife, left alone to our own devices while she's out fucking her ass off. Why shouldn't we get all the love we can?"

Linda heaved a sigh, trying to think straight. "I understand all that, Daddy," she said innocently. "But can't we love each other without being naked? Without doing sex? Without fucking? You make me feel so weak and horny."

"I do, huh?" Jim asked with a chuckle, and he squeezed her jutting tit as he stroked her cunt with his other hand.

Linda laughed a little. "Maybe I shouldn't have told you that!"

"I knew it already. I can tell when you're horny. Your little nipples get hard and your clit quivers. And your pussy gets moist. You can tell when I'm horny, can't you?"

"Heck, yes!" Linda blurted, giggling then. Her gaze dropped down between her thighs, and naughtily peeked at her father's naked, thick, wet cock.

Embarrassed by her own forwardness, she quickly changed the course of the evening by noting the time, almost five, and saying: "You've been fucking me all day long! That's terrible! Shouldn't we stop this now and have some dinner?"

"Hungry, huh?"

"I'm starved!" she replied.

"Okay," her dad said, surprising her. "Let's go raid the refrigerator and see what we can find." He pushed her off his lap, and she almost fell on her ass. She giggled and pranced into the kitchen, with her father right behind her.

"I'll peel some potatoes," he said. "You see what you can find by the way of meat."

Linda peered over at him oddly. "You mean, you're gonna help me fix dinner? You never helped, Mom."

"She never deserved any help," Jim said evenly. His eyes caught Linda's for a moment, and something flashed between them, something nice.

Jim closed the space between them, pulling her into his arms. He pressed his hairy chest against her naked young tits and let his cock rise between her thighs. He kissed her mouth gently and said: "I never wanted to hurt you, baby. I just wanted to love you. The sex part, that happened because I've been so horny from your mother's lousy cockteasing."

Linda's lips softened beneath one of his kisses, and she whispered: "I… I think I understand now, Daddy. If I hadn't fought you like I did, you wouldn't have hit me at all. Would you?"

"Of course not. I thought you were trying to be a bitch, just like your mother. I couldn't let that happen. I sure couldn't let you grow up hating sex and cockteasing men, and not giving them any. If you became like Janet, I'd die."

"Oh, Daddy," Linda said, shivering against his upright cock. "I wouldn't be like Mom! Ever! I never want to torture a man that way."

"Or me?" her father pressed, rubbing her naked asscheeks beneath his big hands. "Will you torture me, just because I'm your father?"

Linda's brow creased then as confusion again assailed her young mind.

"I just don't know about all this," she sniffled, starting to cry again. "I want to hate you for what you did to me, breaking my cherry and all, but, somehow you make it seem like love."

"Just leave everything to me, Linda. You'll see. You'll learn to love fucking me. You're a hot little chick, really, and you need sex. But not with some kid who'll leave you right after he fucks you silly. I love you and you'll see… we'll have lots of fun here."

Linda parted her lips for his next kiss, and she slipped her arms around his neck as he humped his rigid cock up against her horny pussy. Yet she doubted his words. She doubted that she could learn to like fucking her own dad!

But she underestimated her old man. She underestimated this forty year old guy with a horny prick who ached to fuck any teenaged chick! She soon learned who she was dealing with, and to what lengths a man would go to capture and cage his own teenaged daughter.

After dinner, Jim got Linda down on the sofa, and he fucked her asshole for a while. Then they watched TV for a couple of hours, just diddling each other's crotches. The diddling soon became more invigorating than the TV programs. One thing led to another, and Jim lifted his sleepy little girl up into his strong arms, then carried her naked body to his bed.

"Daddy," Linda whimpered. "Please let me sleep in my own bed tonight."

Her father chuckled and crawled into his bed with her. He rolled her onto her back, then crawled between her trembling thighs. He filled her protesting young mouth with his tongue and her clenching little pussy with his rigid fuck-pole. Two strokes into her cunt gave her a good orgasm. To her complete consternation, she turned into a little squirming slut! She clung to her fucking dad and gave her cunt to him! His prick rammed and her pussy hunched up hotly. He fucked her brutally, violently at first, because it made her so submissive. Once she was whimpering helplessly, he fucked her more slowly, thoroughly enjoying the insertion of his long, wet prick.

Linda came profusely, erratically and violently. She didn't mean to like it so much, but her father's immense cock always rendered her senseless now. Her slim arms flew around his neck. Her pretty legs wrapped around his pistoning hips. Her heels first dug into his ass, then started kicking him as his long prick ravaged her helplessly horny cunt.

"Ohhh, Daddy!" she cried, gasping for a breath as her hot little ass churned. "It shouldn't feel this good! Ohhhh, Mama! What are you doing to meeeeee? Ewww, Daddy… your cock is so big! I'm too young for such a big cock! Ohhhhh, you make me crazy with cumming!"

Jim chuckled lewdly, loving what he was doing to his daughter… so he did it some more and kept the girl humping and crying and whimpering and moaning helplessly.

Even as her pussy squished with her hot juices, Linda prayed for the night to end, for tomorrow to arrive. Tomorrow she would go to school! She hated school, and she never thought she'd see the day when she would want to go! Yet here she was, aching to get to school, dying to get away from her father's relentless cock! A school day would be a rest for her aching tits, tingling asshole and soaked pussy! Or so she thought!

Jim let his exhausted little girl fall asleep after midnight, and he didn't bother her again until morning.

It was after eight when Linda felt her dad's thick tongue drilling in and out of her cunthole. The teenager awoke with a start and tried to clamp her thighs together. She only succeeded in catching Jim's hot face between her legs as his raunchy tongue aroused her pussy to a terrible state of horniness.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Linda cried, pushing her hands through his hair. "Stop! Stop! Ohhhh, don't make me cum like this!"

But it was too late. Her dad's tongue had already done its havoc. Her sweet little cunt juiced up fast, then cascaded with creamy cum, tickling her sensitive belly and arousing her clit.

"Ohhh, Daddyyyyyy," she wailed, and surrendered to the irresistible orgasm. When her father lifted his grinning face away from her pussy, she softly cursed him for turning her on like that. Then she saw the clock.

"Daddy!" she cried. "It's after eight! I missed the school bus!"

Jim pulled her into his arms and played with her tits. "Take it easy, baby. You ain't going nowhere. I called you in sick. Me, too. We've got the whole day ahead of us."

"Daddy!" Linda screamed, almost scared out of her wits. "No! You didn't! Ohhh, nooo, Daddy, please… not another day!"

"This is only the second of many, sweetheart," her father said lovingly. So lovingly that Linda shivered with horror. Her dad intended to fuck the hell out of her!

"Aren't you ever gonna let me go to school again?" she cried as he licked her asshole and cunt. "You just want me to yourself! You're afraid I'll fuck some boys now that you broke my cherry!"

Jim climbed between her legs. "Right. You're absolutely right about that. This way we can be alone. Right here in the privacy of our own home. Fuck school and fuck work. Let's have some fun."

"No, Daddy, no!" Linda cried helplessly. She managed to escape his clutches for a while. She crawled off the bed, then ran for her life. She darted for the bathroom and almost got the door closed… but not quite.

Jim pushed his way in, and he sat her on the toilet seat. He let her take her morning piss, then he ate her pussy out as she sat there gasping and weeping helplessly.

After that, Jim had her fix them some breakfast, and he let her wear another sexy robe while they ate. After breakfast, Jim nastily grabbed her, heated by the sight of her teenaged loveliness, and spread her out right on the kitchen table. There, he disrobed her and, though she kicked and screamed a lot, he got his face between her pretty legs and sucked another climax out of her cunt.

That's how Linda's whole morning went. And her afternoon was even worse! Her dad fucked her up the ass three times in less than two hours, each time claiming that she had the tightest, sweetest ass he'd ever fucked. Linda was not impressed.

"Even if it is," she wept tearfully. "That's no reason to fuck it so much!"

"But it feels good, doesn't it?" her dad asked.

"That's beside the point!" Linda blurted angrily.

Before the day was out, she realized that her father was fucking her overtime just to get her to like sex with him. She caught on to his little game as he made her suck his cock until she was moaning with pleasure she didn't really want. Then she knew why he kept pushing his prick into her sexy, warm mouth; it was to make her enjoy his big cock shooting down her gulping throat.

That night, in his bed, when he fucked her all night, she realized that he was trying to make her like fucking a lot. He kept rendering her helpless and hopeless until she was fucking back at his driving, drilling cock. How much fucking could she take before she started craving more cock?

Linda found out the next day when her father again called them both in sick. For the third day in a row, her father fucked her silly. He would let her get dressed from time to time in sexy clothes, but only to chase her about the house, and to rape the hell out of her on some floor or bed.

The sex games became so frequent and violent – both father and daughter came wildly continually – that Linda's former cries and tears became real moans and whimpers of sheer pleasure. Her raunchy father was winning the battle!

Linda realized the truth as she knelt in front of her father's immense cock and sucked it in her hot mouth for the umpteenth time! Licking his prick, she smiled up at him. "You wanted to make me horny like this, didn't you?"

"Yes," he admitted, watching her curl her saucy pink tongue around and around the head of his prick. "I want you horny for me every day, hot to trot, aching for my cock."

Linda giggled and cooed, "That's some dream, Daddy. We can't go on like this every day!"

She was right, but not for the reason she thought. Some interruptions came their way, just when Linda was succumbing to the horny incest. The first interruption came from the school board, a telephone notice that if Linda Simmons wasn't in school the next day, a doctor's certificate would be required.

"Oh darn!" Linda pouted, jerking her dad's prick.

"Oh shit!" Jim blurted angrily. "You'll have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Yeah," Linda murmured. She gave his cock a nice squeeze. "But only until three o'clock. I'll come right home to you. I won't let any nasty boys fuck my pussy."

They laughed over that and kissed warmly. Linda slipped her tongue into her father's mouth and wiggled it in there.

"Thank you for making me such a horny little girl," she teased. She knew this sort of thing would make his cock nice and big for her. It did… and she sucked it.

But even though they overcame this initial setback, another came. Jim Simmons received a phone call informing him that he was fired from his job. He'd lost too many days of work.

"Oh, no," he groaned, hanging up the phone. He sank heavily into his recliner chair, still naked, and Linda frowned worriedly at him. His prick was limp and curled up like a sick worm!

"Daddy, what is it?" she cried, running to him and sitting on his lap to cheer him up.

Jim played with her tits and cunt, and he told her the bad news. "And our rent is due next week. I guess I really pissed Mr. Crain off this time."

"Don't worry, Daddy," Linda said soothingly. She reached down and took his prick between her hands, then milked it into hardness. "Something will work out. The school thing didn't stop us. Neither will this."

"This is different, honey," Jim pointed out. "We're talking about our bread and butter here."

"I know," Linda cooed, squeezing his wet cockhead. "But I still don't want you to worry. Not now that I've learned to love you so much. I hate to see anything bother you. Except me. Do I bother you, Daddy?"

He grinned and caught her up in his arms. Linda giggled happily as he carried her willing young body into the bedroom where he fucked her until she was crying for more.

The next day, Linda Simmons did her thing. At the risk of great trouble, she played hooky from school and swayed her cute little ass over to the Crain Manufacturing Company. There, she asked to see Mr. Crain.

The elderly lady at the receptionist's desk buzzed the inner office and said: "Mr. Crain? There's a Miss Simmons here to see you."

"Miss Simmons?" Bert Crain answered gruffly. "I don't know anybody by that name. What does she want?"

"She says she's Jim Simmons' daughter."

"Oh, I see. Well… send her in."

Linda entered the plush office of Bert Crain, and she closed the door behind her. She stood before the man's desk in a brief minidress, cut low across her ripe tits and high on her creamy white thighs. She smiled prettily at the old guy.

"What can I do for you, Miss Simmons?" he asked blankly. The girl was obviously a kid, so he tried not to notice how sexy she was.

"You can give my father his job back," Linda said simply. She ambled around the guy's desk and stood near him, giving him a closer look at her goodies. "In fact, you could give him a better job here and a raise."

Bert Crain had to smile at the child's spunk. "I appreciate your concern for your father's welfare, young lady. But you don't understand business."

"I might not understand business," Linda admitted, "but I do understand men!"

And she lowered her dress front so that it bared both her ripe, round, pink-nippled tits.

The old man's eyes almost fell out of his head. He stared at her tits, then shot nervous glances at the door as he croaked: "What are you trying to do to me? Get me busted or something? Jesus Christ!"

Linda merely smiled and took a deep breath so her tits would rise up nicely before his hungry old eyes. "I'm not here to cause you any trouble, Mr. Crain. I want to be nice to you… so you'll be nice to my father."

With that, she simply dropped to her knees between his and unzipped his pants as he looked on groaning. She reached into his trousers, grasped his old cock and brought it outside to kiss it. Bert Crain agonized in his swivel chair as, in a matter of seconds, the pretty teenaged girl took his old prick into her young mouth and brought it to amazing vitality and life.

"Jesus Christ!" the old guy groaned again. That was all he could get out of his constricted throat as the girl sucked his cock.

Her pretty head went down, down, down, and all of his prick disappeared up into her softly sucking mouth. Then her head was bobbing, bobbing, bobbing, in a delightful rhythm that drove the old man crazy. His parched balls tightened up against the base of his thickening cock and, in just moments, his prick was spitting savagely into Linda's loving, sucking throat. She gulped down his thick, creamy cum and got to her feet, smiling prettily.

She covered her tits slowly, rather teasingly.

"That was just a sample of what I have for a nice man like you." She stepped back and raised the hem of her short dress to expose all of her furry young cunt. "I have a lot more for a man like you… if you want it. It's up to you. I just hate to see my dad lose his job. And he could use a raise."

Linda marched pertly to the door, and she grabbed the knob. She hesitated. She glanced back over her shoulder and peered at the startled old guy.

Bert Crain's mouth flapped soundlessly for a moment. Then he found his voice, a little strained, and said: "I think the plant needs a new foreman. Your father can start tomorrow." His old eyes burned into the curves of her cute little ass.

Linda smiled. "That means I'll be home all alone tomorrow."

She marched out of the offices, then hurried home to her worried daddy. And she soothed him for the rest of the day… and the rest of the month!

When the note arrived in the mail from her mother, who was almost a thousand miles away, a different Linda read it. It said:

Dear Linda:

I'm so sorry I had to run off and leave you alone with that beast, but I just had to. I'm not with Mr. Daniels any more. I've met this nice Christian man who takes me to church every Sunday. As soon as I can divorce your father, he and I will marry. He doesn't believe in sex before marriage. That would be a sin. So as soon as we can get married, we'll send for you. I promise. Ned says he knows how to bring a young girl up in the right Christian manner. You'll love him. Please write to me at the above address and let me know what you think of coming to live with us.

Love,

Mother

Linda had no difficulty in answering the letter. She wrote back immediately:

Dear Mom:

Go fuck yourself!

Love,

Linda and Daddy