Her whimpers and moans of pain came with less frequency as he commenced a slow, undulantly grinding movement of his pelvis that insinuated his prick even more tightly into her naked loins, expanding and stretching the resilient walls of her vaginal sheath more and more, until her agonized groans of pain became mewls of forbidden pleasure, humming in her throat, and she couldn't control them; they just came from her unbidden… and unwanted.
And… she was suddenly on fire with forbidden passion. Uncontrollably, her hips began to move under him, grinding in tiny tight circles up against him, countering him in perfect rhythmic thrusts.
She's ready to beg for it, now! Gabe smiled a lewd smile of triumph, as he levered himself up on his arms, above her. He pulled his hardened prick out of her now gently clasping channel until only the throbbing tip, blood-engorged and bulbous, remained between the fleshy folds of her softly hairlined cunt. Hungrily, her loins followed, attempting to regain it… but he wouldn't allow it; he kept the great cockhead there, immobile, in the warm elastic lips of her demanding vaginal canal.
"Now, Charity, baby… you can start begging me to fuck you!" he commanded.
"B-Beg…?" she mumbled, not understanding.
"Yes, God damn it! Beg for it!" he roared at her.
"OOooh… n-no! I–I can't… just g-go ahead… and d-do it… t-to me…"
Charity flailed her head from side to side in frustration and humiliation, feeling both, strongly, as she whimpered up at him, her legs widespread, expectantly, beneath him.
"Beg!" he snapped. "Your brother and his friend must have taught you the words… didn't they?" He expanded the lust-inflated cockhead, again, just inside, against the sensation-hungry walls of her cuntal passage.
She purled mewlingly in ecstasy, under him. She couldn't help it, now. Every fiber in her being rejected it; she didn't want to say it, but, again, she was being forced to do it, against her will… forced to say obscene words, if she were to get what she now desperately wanted. She had to have it… and there was nothing she could do except beg!
"F-Fuck me!" she spat up at him. "Oh, God… how I–I need it! I w-want you t-to fuck me… now! P-Please?" Her words rasped out at him between tightly clenched jaws. It was the final humiliation. There was nothing left to her, now… only her perverse desire for that huge cock that taunted at her inflamed, needful pussy.
"Where, damn it… where do you want to be fucked?" he prodded, demandingly.
"I–In my c-cunt!" she answered. She found it easier, now, and she went on, "Fuck m-me in my cunt… quick! I–I can't stand it any l-longer!"
"Get on with it!" he prompted. "With what?"
"Your cock! I–I want you t-to fuck me in the cunt w-with that big c-cock of yours!" she said, completing the litany.
She shivered, then, with the ecstasy of the moment, as he began to rock above her, thrusting into her with short, smoothly powerful strokes, and her body began to respond of its own volition. Now, she knew that she was totally involved. There was no more will to struggle against it; she only wanted to surrender herself, totally, to the perverse, wanton desires of her flesh, and when the thought of her unconditional capitulation to her own stepfather — and what it meant — flashed through her confused mind, it brought her further excitement, the summer electric storm in her grounded in the close tight sheath where her mother's husband's big cock pistoned in and out with rhythmic ferocity.
Faster and longer Gabe fucked it into her, and Charity's whole body responded to the increased speed and depth of his strokes. She began to squirm and writhe beneath him, as he lowered his lust-twisted mouth to hers to engulf her lips in his. She pushed her tongue deep into his throat to be sucked and nibbled, moaning, incessantly, now, up into his face, her passion-crazed mind willing to accept anything he chose to do to her. Her naked, sensate cunt ground up to him, matching the tempo of his plunging cock, accepting all of his length and breadth deep up in her seething, needful loins.
Charity's lovely young face was contorted with ecstatic desire, her eyes glazed, nostrils flared and her breath came in panting rhythm with his plungingly masterful cock.
Never, in her young life, had she known that such rapture could come to her. She had never expected that from the manipulation of her genitals, the licking and sucking of her then unwanting cunt to this very moment with her stepfather's big cock pistoning into her sensation-filled vagina, filling it completely, fulfilling her, that she would ever want anything so much. It was absolutely marvelous… and she forgot, temporarily, that the man, above her, was the man she had considered her father, until just three days ago.
Then, she discovered, as she moved in concert with him, slithering her cunt up and down his thick, hardened member, that the sensations created were more intense, more delicious… more unbearably ecstatic, and she realized she hadn't really known that lying beneath a man, his big cock racing up her cunt, being fucked against her will, being raped, almost — until she had changed from not-wanting to wanting — could possibly be so pleasurable… so utterly fantastic.
Another thought that came to her, it's insight lighting a candle of understanding in her mind, was that she wanted to give pleasure in return. She thought she hadn't wanted it at first, but this wonderful thing had been given to her, against her will, initially, but now, it was different. Now, she wanted to give herself to him… in return.
"Don't s-stop fucking m-me… Gabe…!" she gasped into his face.
He lifted his mouth from hers and grunted, "It's all the way, now… baby doll!"
Reaching down between them, now, he slid a hand over her gyrating buttocks, working smoothly beneath him, searching in the moist crease between them for the defenseless, puckered circle of her rectum. He dipped a finger in the viscous moisture that trickled down from the cock-filled cunt lips above and ran it around the perimeter of the tiny, brown opening before he placed the tip of it solidly against the rubbery softness of her anus. He felt the shock of it in her body, heard her sharp, quickly drawn breath as he pressed against the elastic, puckered opening to gain an entrance there.
"I'm going to give you something to remember, now. My finger's going right up your asshole… as far as I can shove it!" he grunted.
This was it!
And somehow, she found his lewd words exciting. They inflamed her passion further, for now, she wanted that, too! She wanted to be hurt… until she screamed.
"Y-Yes! Oh, yes! M-Make me scream with it! That's what I–I want! Shove your f-finger right up m-my asshole and make me scream!" she cried.
Suddenly, she was overcome with a delirious rapture of anticipation. He didn't make her wait for it. Pushing hard, his finger went through the barrier of elastic muscle and surged up into her, smoothly, all the way to the palm of his hand. She screamed at the initial entrance, as his finger speared into the sponginess of her unstretched rectum. Never had she felt the delicious agony of such pleasure-pain before. It was, somehow, more intense, her nerves more ready to respond, for in a very few moments, she adjusted to the foreign presence in her backside, trying to skewer herself, even deeper, on his long, middle finger. She realized, dimly, that it was an insanely masochistic desire, but now, she strained to absorb both torturing shafts into her wantonly ecstatic belly.
Now, Gabe began to plunge in and out of her with increased speed, feeling the bulge of his finger against the underside of his cock clearly, in the thin, separating tissues, inciting the aching rod to even faster and deeper thrusts into the tight, clasping sheath of her cunt.
She writhed, wildly and uncontrollably, beneath him, her cunt nibbling up and down his hardened shaft with ever-building fury, white, tapered thighs jerking, splaying open and closed, toes curling and slaving buttocks moving her anus on his finger in abject submission to his double ravishment.