This is it!
Reaching under her, he pulled her legs up, sliding his arms under them, until her knees were hanging up on his shoulders, her shapely calves draping down across his back and his hands slid in under the quivering, full-rounded orbs of her buttocks to cup them up, cruelly, tight against his maddeningly swirling tongue.
Charity's cries of involuntary pleasure resounded in the bedroom as he shoved his long, moist tongue deeper into the searing, coral depths of her wildly pulsating cunt. With trembling hands, she reached downwards to him, the desperate battle raging within herself lost, now, her fingers entangling themselves in his hair to pull his face tighter into her steaming loins.
He had won! She was his! Now, he was absolute master of the situation! He could do anything he pleased with her, and he chuckled his victory aloud. Christ! This'll be one fuck she'll remember… all her life!
Yet, again, Charity's body had betrayed her. He was in complete command, now, and she could only obey, instinctively, the demands her loins made on her. Her buttocks squirmed and undulated, moving in circles upward to his plunging lingual member as she pulled his mouth close into her. Lightning played across her belly when she felt his warm, moist tongue nick down, suddenly, to taunt the hidden, tiny, brown ring of her anus.
Her scream died in her throat. She wanted to scream, but it was changed, at the last instant, into a moan of helpless, sensual pleasure as his hot, wet tongue played at the nerve-charged opening. For him, it was only a momentary detour from his main goal, for in the next few moments, his long, agile tongue was laboring again in the tender flesh of her now, more-than-ready cunt.
Then… she cried out, the sound of her voice unnaturally loud to her, it seemed, the moaning cry coming from deep in her tortured soul. The decision had been made for her. She couldn't resist any longer. It was pointless to do so… because now, she wanted it… needed it… more than anything else in the world.
"Gabe! Oh, Gabe… Ooooooooooh! Ooooh, God! GAAaaaabbbbe!" she groaned in helpless ecstasy, her head flailing from side to side.
He could hardly contain his elation. In a few moments he was going to get what he had waited so long for from his hot little stepdaughter, and it was hard to believe that it was really happening to him. Damn! He was going to cram his big, aching cock into her tight, young cunt… and fuck her silly. He could feel the load of cum building in his balls… and, now, he could hardly wait to get it into her cute little pussy.
Jerking his head free of her insistent, hair-entangling hands, he raised up to look at her, leeringly.
"You're getting hot, now… almost ready to fuck! That tight, little cunt of yours is really asking for it!" he rasped.
Charity lay trembling, unable to move away from him; it was almost as though she didn't want to move, now that the moment she dreaded had arrived. Then, she knew! She had to have it… now! Her whole world centered in her throbbing loins.
Magnetically, her eyes were drawn to and locked on his long, massive, pulsing cock, and she knew she had to have it inside her, racing in and out of her hotly quivering vaginal passage. She had to have it or she would go insane. Even the great pain she knew it would cause her, as it forced its way into her tight little pussy — that had only been stretched by boys before, would be welcome. Anything would be better than hanging on the brink in unsatisfied limbo of full arousal. God! Why doesn't h-he just p-put it in… a-and fuck m-me?
Gabe was over her, on his hands and knees, now. His face was contorted into a sadistic leer, as he ordered, "All right, Charity, baby… take my cock in your hand and guide it into that hot, little cunt of yours!"
This was the moment!
Her brain spun, turning flip-flops inside her skull. She froze. God! She couldn't do it!
"NOOooo! Oh, no! D-Don't make m-me do th-that… too…!"
"Put it in, bitch!" he snarled.
Forced, against her will, helplessly, she reached out, sliding her tiny hand down over her flat belly, between them, her fingers reaching for his monstrous, hardened rod of blood-engorged flesh, and her hand stopped short, an inch away; somehow, she couldn't bring herself to this final act of degradation. She groaned aloud, "Noo…!"
"Do it… bitch… or so help me… I'll…!" He didn't finish. He dropped his head, suddenly, and took a pink, spiky nipple into his mouth… and bit down on it, salty blood flowing warmly into his mouth from the slight wound.
"Ooooooooooh!" she wailed, her hand, instantly, reaching the final inch, her tiny fingers encircling his thick, lust-inflated prick to feel for the first time the true enormity of its massiveness. He had made his point, painfully… and she had to act.
Gabe raised his head to glare at her. "That's more like it! Now, let's go… all the way, baby doll!"
Working the bulbous head up and down between her open thighs to part the sparsely hairlined lips of her trembling, moistly ready cunt, she placed the tip of it at the mouth of the tiny, fearfully pulsating channel. She reeled, almost in shock, with both fear… and anticipation.
The shiny red cockhead paused there, at the entrance, momentarily; his prick flexed, involuntarily and moved against her, sending shivers of pure, delightful sensuousness through her sensate loins.
Flicking his hips forward, slightly, Gabe forced the great, blood-engorged head into the tight, elastic sheath, stretching the sensitive flesh, cruelly, and Charity was certain that his monstrous cock was tearing her apart as she felt her tender cleft stretch ever more and more with every fraction of an inch that it went into her.
The pain of it, now, was more than she could stand. She screamed for mercy. "Oooooooh! G-God!Noooooo! It's r-ripping me… I–I can't stand it! P-Pleeeeeaaasssse!"
Through pain-tortured eyes she begged him for mercy, but she saw on his face, instead, such a mask of pure, sadistic pleasure, she knew he would not hear her pleading.
For Gabe, it was pure delight to watch her suffer… for a while, as with inexorable pressure, he continued his brutal impalement of her tortured cunt. Inch by painful inch he forced his massive cock into her quivering vaginal vault, until, suddenly, he thrust with every erg of his energy, shoving the rock-hard shaft spearing up into her tightly resisting cuntal passage with the force of a rutting bull.
Charity screamed, again, with the searing pain of it. "Aaaaaaaauuuuuuugggghhh! I–It's killing m-me…"
Words failed as a means of communication between them; there was only the animalistic, sexual connection, and his shaft raced, thick and lustful, with full length and breadth, into the coraline softness of her vaginal passage, pushing waves of warm, resisting flesh before it, searingly, until she felt his heavy, ball-filled sac smack into the open anal crevice between her smooth, round-cheeked buttocks, upturned nakedly, helplessly, beneath him.
He lay still, heavy and immobile, on top of her, his breath rasping in his lungs; then, he grunted and expanded his deeply buried cock, flexing it inside her, against the tight cuntal sheath of warm sex-flesh and ground it into her vagina, deeper yet, for another fraction of an inch.
Charity groaned; every ridge of his great prick could be felt deep up inside her belly. He repeated the expanding action several times, each muscular movement eliciting moans of agony and shame, resonating from deep in her chest.
After a few moments, surprisingly, her sensitive, stretched cuntal walls began to adjust to the massive presence of his throbbing cock shoved deep up into the moist warmth of her tremulant pussy.