Raped degraded daughter

CHAPTER SIX

As if he were the kindest father on the block, Jim Simmons left his daughter writhing helplessly on the sofa and went into the kitchen to fix coffee. When he returned with two cups, setting them down on the coffee table, Linda stared at him in disbelief. How could he be kind to her after what he had done?

"Have some coffee, baby," her father said casually, as if this were a normal morning. He sat on the edge of the sofa near Linda's feet and sipped from his cup. "Mmm, good. Come on, have a cup with me."

Linda sat up, but felt funny sitting next to him stark naked, her ripe tits jutting, her thighs still moist from her juicy cunt.

"Daddy, I can't sit here like this," she said weakly, averting his gaze. "Can I get dressed?"

"Sure," he replied.

Linda looked at him oddly as she pulled her robe around her naked body. He was actually going to let her cover her nakedness?

"Wear that cute blue sweater," her father said. "And that new miniskirt you bought the other day."

"Why?" Linda asked suspiciously. "Why do you want me to wear those things?"

"Just do as I tell you!" her father growled, scaring her. When Linda headed for her bedroom, he yelled: "And no undies!"

I know what he's after, Linda thought sadly as she saw herself in the mirror. She dropped her robe and surveyed her lovely, naked body. And she knew why her dad wanted her to dress sexy. He wants to get a hard-on from me, she thought angrily.

She slipped into the skirt and sweater then looked in the mirror again. Sure enough, she looked sexy and pleasing to the eye. No wonder her father wanted her dressed this way. Without her mother here, he could leer at her all he wanted. And now he had plenty to leer at! Linda could see her nipples poking little bumps of their own in her tight sweater. She wanted to wear a bra.

She felt very self-conscious as she returned to the living room and the sofa. She sat down without looking at her father, who was staring at her, getting an eyeful of her teenaged beauty! The skirt was very short, high on her lovely, curvy thighs. And she just knew he was staring at her tits with their pointy nipples!

She took a sip of her coffee. Her slim fingers trembled against the cup. She swallowed hard. A hot flash passed through her body for some strange reason.

"Daddy, please don't look at me like that," she murmured weakly, feeling like a bug under a microscope.

Jim Simmons grinned lewdly. "I've been wanting to look at you this way for a long time without that bitch interfering. I saw you go to school the other day in that outfit. You gave me one helluva hard-on that morning! You knew it, too!"

"I did not!" Linda cried, mouth agape in innocent shock.

Her father laughed at her. "Play innocent if you want, but you don't fool me, baby. I've been watching you like a hawk. You were always siding with your mother. You liked it, when she fought with me and pissed me off. And you cockteased me, a lot."

"I didn't, I swear!" Linda protested weakly. She couldn't look her dad straight in the eyes because she knew she was lying. She had deliberately cockteased him lots of times, just to make him mad, just to get even with him for being so mean. Now she had a sinking feeling that she was going to have to pay for all those times.

"You dress like that to cocktease the boys in school, don't you?" her father asked slyly.

"No!" Linda cried. She didn't want her father thinking that way about her. There was a bulge growing in his shorts, and it was making Linda very nervous. So she tried to explain a girl's position.

"I just want to look pretty," she said. "That's all. A girl likes to look nice, you know. It doesn't mean she's… you know… teasing."

"Well, you are pretty," her father readily agreed, grinning lewdly.

"That isn't what I mean," Linda said, seeing his gaze dance across her pointy tits and naked thighs. "You don't look at me the right way."

"What do you mean?" Jim laughed.

"You know what I mean. You don't look at me as if I'm pretty. You undress me with your eyes. You look at me dirty, as if I was wearing these to make you… you know."

"Horny?"

"Yes!"

"Well, you do make me horny, no matter what you wear. You know that. You're a lovely, sexy teenaged chick."

"I don't want to be like that! Not with my own father!"

"Why not?" her dad chuckled, deliberately eyeing her heaving tits. "Fathers need sex, too."

"Not with their own daughters!" Linda cried with indignation.

"What if their wives aren't giving them any pussy?" he challenged.

Linda dropped her eyes from his when he said pussy. "Well, that's their problem."

"No. It's a family problem then," her dad said. He moved closer to her and slipped his arm across her back. Linda cringed slightly as he caressed her shoulders gently, almost lovingly.

"Walk around the room for a while," her father said softly. "I want to admire you."

"Admire me!" Linda exclaimed. "You don't want to admire me! You want to lust after me!"

"Getting smart, aren't you?" Jim chuckled. He gave her a little push and said, "Come on, be nice to your old man. Let me see how you look. Pretend you're getting ready to leave for school. You don't know how many times I've watched you out the window as you walked to the school bus. God, but you're a sexy little thing!"

"Daddy," Linda breathed. "Don't get so excited about me! You frighten me when your voice gets so low and you look at me that way!"

He pushed Linda up onto her feet and repeated his desire for her to pose for him and walk about the room.

As if she were leaving for school, he had said. A bell rang in Linda's young mind. What if she did pretend to be leaving for school? And what if she actually opened the front door… and ran like hell!

Her young heart started to beat rapidly behind her jutting tits as the thought of escape occurred to her. But as she moved around the room, with her father's eyes devouring her tits, legs and ass, her heart began to sink again.

Where would she run to? Her nearest relative, Aunt Anna, lived over fifty miles away! And how could she run to the neighbors? God, what would Mrs. Andersen think if she knew about this incest? And that nice Christian man, Mr. Turner! Why, he'd be shocked out of his mind to hear that a father had fucked his own little girl! The whole neighborhood would find out! Linda would be stared at forever! Look, people would whisper, there goes Linda Simmons. Poor girl. Her father fucked her!

Thoughts like these completely devastated Linda. At the door, she suddenly grabbed the doorknob for support and broke into uncontrollable tears that dumbfounded her father.

Jim walked over to her shuddering body. He pressed his hard-on against her ass and rubbed her shoulders soothingly. "What's the matter, baby?" Linda could only sob pitifully at first. It took her a while to catch her voice, then she cried: "I hate this… I hate you! I wanna go to Aunt Anna's house… I wanna run away from here… away from you."

"Nonsense, baby," her dad said gently. He turned her in his big hands, then pressed his massive chest against her tits. Lifting her chin up, he kissed her mouth warmly.

"You look even sexier when you cry this way," he said, and Linda felt his cock jolt excitedly between her defenseless thighs. She sobbed louder as he kissed her mouth again. Was there nothing she could do that wasn't sexy to her father! Even her tears turned him on! What was she to do?

"Come with me," Jim said thickly, taking her hand. "I know what you need."

"Daddy… no." Linda wept, trying to hold back.

He pulled her across the carpet, past the sofa, and into her cozy bedroom. He pulled her weakened body against him and kicked the door closed. Jim kissed her hotly then, filling her mouth with his lewd tongue. Linda gasped through the kiss to feel her nipples stand up and her pussy tingle!

Jim tugged at her hand and pulled her to the floor. He couldn't even wait to get her to the bed! Forcing her to the carpet, he panted hornily, beside himself with lust for his lovely little girl.

Linda looked at her lewd father with wide eyes. He was kneeling beside her body, keeping her pressed to the carpet. Then he settled on an elbow next to her and his free hand slipped down over her flat belly to the edge of her short skirt.

"My sexy little schoolgirl," he murmured.

Linda shivered and peered down over her body at his wrist, a hairy thing wedged between her thighs. She instinctively clenched her legs closed, and her hands shot down to push at his, to keep his dangerous fingers from her susceptible pussy.

"Please, Daddy, don't," she pleaded.

Then she gasped as his strong fingers rubbed right up against her exposed cunt!

"Relax your pretty legs, baby," her father said in a lilting voice, as if trying to hypnotize her into sex. "Just relax. You'll like it. There's nothing like loving your own family. Why let some dirty boys maul your pretty pussy? Keep it in the family. Relax now, and let your dad show you some real pleasure."

His lilting voice went on and on, mesmerizing Linda as his disturbing fingers did their wicked work.

"Please, Daddy!" Linda squealed when she felt her clit erect and tingle. It was a bad sign for her, a good sign for her raunchy father.

Jim sensed her dismay and quickly manipulated her sensitive little clit with his thumb and forefinger until he had her pussy twitching nicely.

"Open your legs," he said, giving her cute little ear a lick with the tip of his tongue. "That's it… open them up… wider."

"Daddy…"

"Wider!" her father yelled, frightening her. Even her cunt twitched. But now she obeyed and spread her pretty thighs very wide so her dad could finger her cunt all he wanted.

She tried to wriggle away and twist away, but it was no use. Jim Simmons was hell-bent on raping his daughter again. He was too strong for Linda, too powerful to combat, especially when he could make her so weak by rubbing and teasing her pussy and clit!

Her young eyes widened with renewed fear and dread as her dad's big hand squirmed around under her short skirt.

Pressing his mouth to hers, he pushed her down on the carpet, then held her there as his fingers danced over her fully exposed crotch areas. Her pussy, clit and even her asshole belonged to him now! Inflamed by her young body, he drilled his middle finger into her fuckhole and his pinky finger into her asshole. The double shock was electric to Linda and she choked through the hot kiss as both of her sex holes were invaded at once, boggling her mind.

She tore her mouth away from her father's and gasped, "Ohhh, Daddy, dooooon't, you can't do this to meeeeeeee!"

Her hips jerked as her dad's freely groping fingers weakened her resolve to fight against her own passions. Her asshole and fuck-hole quivered around Jim's thick fingers and the more they probed and drilled, the hotter her holes became. Linda couldn't stand it!

She kept her face turned away from her father's so she wouldn't see the horrible lust in his eyes as he fingerfucked her helpless pussy and ass. She sobbed weakly, knowing she had to submit to his lewdness. She shuddered when she felt his wet cock throb against her naked thigh. That's what it was all about, wasn't it? Stiff cock! All the kisses, the touching, the rubbing and feeling, even the married lovemaking! It was all for a man's stiff cock! All the necking in drive-in movies. All the pussy-love in school. All the wiggling and giggling and winking and showing off, it was all for sex, for boys' and men's stiff cocks!

Even as her young mind reeled with crazy thoughts, Linda sensed that there was no use in defying the inevitable. Here she was, a prisoner in her own home, a sex slave to her own lewd father, and he was going to fuck her again! Again, his big, thick prick would invade her tight young cunt and make her feel things she didn't want to feel! And she would cum! Yes, she would cum and cum and cum as if she loved being fucked.

What was this strange attraction to her father, when she knew very well that she hated his guts? Was it his hands on her pussy, his stiff cock against her flesh? Was there something about sex that made a girl succumb to any man, even her father? What defense did she have if her tits and nipples and cunt and clit were all against her mind? What could she do to fight off the sweeping waves of unwanted sexual pleasure that turned her into a panting, grunting, fucking female?

Jim Simmons dropped his horny mouth to his little girl's perfectly round tits, and he started sucking on her pink nipples as he expertly aroused her cunt. He used his thumb and forefinger to part her cuntlips, then used his middle finger like a vibrating weapon to tantalize her exposed clit.

"Oh!" Linda squealed when her clit responded. "Daddy… please! Ohhh, don't do that! Stop! Stop!"

"Stop fighting it, baby," her father said gruffly. "Or I'm gonna have to get rough with you, tie you up. I don't want to slap you around, Linda. I want to love you. Now relax and enjoy it!"

"How can I relax when you're doing that!" Linda cried, breathless from his exciting fingers in her pussy and asshole.

Her father only chuckled lewdly at that. He covered her jiggling tit with his wet mouth, giving hot sucks to her spiking pink nipple, all of which drove Linda even crazier.

The strangest thing to Linda was her unbidden feelings of pleasure in the face of all this horror. She should be kicking and screaming and scratching and biting. Why wasn't she? Was it because she was afraid of her dad? Was that it? Or could it be that some secret part of her body wanted sex? Linda shuddered.

She tried to stifle the erotic sensations spreading like wildfire through her belly, pussy and ass. But she couldn't control those inner flames. She could only blame her evil father for them.

"Daddy, please, don't do this to me… leave me alone… you don't know what you're doing to me! Ohhh, please, please, stop doing things to me! Please let me go!"

But Jim Simmons had only just begun! There was so much yet to do with his sexy little girl! So much! And he began with his cock.

To Linda's complete dismay, he took her wrist and forcefully pulled her hand down between their bodies. To her surprise, he had gotten his prick out of his wet shorts, and now her hand was on the stiff, throbbing thing.

"No, noooo!" she cried, to no avail.

Jim pressed her slim fingers around the thick, wet shaft of his, angry cock and rasped hotly: "Your hand feels so good on my prick, baby. Play with it, honey. Come on. Squeeze it. You know how to play with a cock, don't you? Sure you do."

"I don't! I don't!" Linda sniffed, crying like a baby now as her hand slipped up and down her dad's erect prick. "I'm not that kind of a girl! I don't play with boys this way! I don't!"

"Then you can start with mine," her father laughed unfeelingly. "Grip it tight and jerk it nice for me."

His enormous cock, wet, throbbing and menacing, pulsed just inches from the base of Linda's belly, right near her soft pussy fur. The swollen head of his cock beat a lewd rhythm that frightened Linda, as if it were beating some pristine jungle beat of instinctual sex, raw sex! His cock wanted cunt!

The sudden awareness of his thick, hot cock meat in her small fist made Linda shiver with a mixture of fear and strange desire. Her pussymouth twitched as if it were hungry for something. Linda sobbed tearfully because she felt that her cunt was betraying her mind. She didn't want her own father to fuck her! Did she? But then, why was her pussy so frothy. What did it all mean?

Her dad's eyes burned into her as he took a look at her writhing, fearful body. Her sweater was nicely tucked up above her jutting tits and her skirt was high on her flat, white belly. He could see her belly muscles flexing nervously. He glanced between her open thighs and saw her pink, wet cunt twitching too, and he grinned knowingly.

"Daddy," she panted, afraid of his big prick. "Please don't do it to me again. It drives me crazy! Please! I'll do anything else! You can eat me! Okay? You can lick my pussy! You can make me cum like crazy that way if you want to! Please, Daddy, listen to me! Please don't fuck me! I'll blow you, I swear! I'll suck you off! I'll even drink your cum! Ohhhh, Daddy, please!"

Her pleas only inflamed her father and made her more desirable in his hot eyes. "Getting kind of raunchy ain't you, baby? Wanting to suck your dad's cock! Shame on you!"

Chuckling lewdly, ignoring Linda's cries for help and pleas for mercy, he knelt between her open thighs and hunched down with his big prick tightly in his fist. Linda continued to cry out even as he imbedded his cock in her juicy young cunt. With animal passion, Jim Simmons took his little girl on an erotic trip which she wished she could have missed!

"Unnnngggghhhhhh!" she groaned as her dad plunged every solid inch of his stony prick up into her fuck-hole. His bulging, red cockhead spread her pussy-lips and tore its way forward, inward, right into her tensed young cunt. His big, hot balls slammed against her asshole and ass-cheeks, and Linda gasped for breath as all of his prick impaled her body. Her cunt spasmed as her father buried his cock to its hilt in her fuck-hole.

With eyes rolling and tongue flapping, the hapless girl writhed and humped crazily on her dad's plunging, fucking prick. "No… nooo… nooooo," she kept moaning as she fucked back on his prick helplessly, against her will.

"Fuck, baby, fuck," her raunchy father encouraged her. "That's it. Give your dad your nice cunt. Fuck, honey, and we'll have loads of fun together. That's it, that's it, fuck your pussy harder on my cock!"

Grunting like an animal, he pumped her pussy full of thick jism.

"No, noooooo," she whimpered as her father's cock exploded in her pussy. She felt her cunt sucking on his prick, clinging to it as it enlarged and threatened to rip her insides out as it spurt and spit and fucked deep in her body. Her senses reeled and her pretty head rocked to and fro as her father finished his wicked deed.

His fiery jism continued to spurt violently inside her cunt-hole. She could feel his seething cum spitting wildly into her with the force of molten lava, shooting deep into her, making her moan and wiggle.

Oh, God, she thought tearfully, how will I ever get away from him?