Daisy slapped at her father's hand when he hooked his fingers under her brassiere between the full cups. He lifted his other hand and slapped her face hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. The straps dug into her flesh painfully when he ripped the bra down through the middle.
Knowing she was helpless, Daisy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, determined not to help in any way with the rape that now seemed inevitable. She didn't struggle as her father pushed her around on the bed and quickly stripped her clothes all the way off. She even lifted her ass so he could peel her brief panties down without destroying them. They were the best pair she had.
Completely naked, she kept her eyes closed, listening to her drunken father's heavy breathing, forcing herself not to flinch as he ran his hands all over her tense body. She heard Agnes say something about what a beautiful body she had, then her father's greedy mouth was feasting upon one of her jutting boobs.
Her nipple jumped to attention and his caressing fingers caused the other tip to become erect. The pleasurable sensations darted back and forth between her tits and her crotch, and she wished there was some way she could turn all of her senses off. She didn't want to experience pleasure from the wicked way her hateful father was treating her.
One of her father's hands slid down across her trembling belly and cupped her furry cunt. A finger slipped between the moist lips, probed deep into the folds of flesh, and she knew she was lost. Her body was going to betray her, she knew. She was already getting so horny she couldn't keep her body still.
Daisy failed to suppress a little moan when her father's finger made contact with her clitoris. The sensitive organ stiffened, and it was all she could do to keep from hunching up at it.
Her father pulled his finger from her box, then lifted his mouth and tongue from her throbbing tit. "By damn, you ain't no virgin!"
Daisy opened her eyes. She wished she had the nerve to slap the smirk from her father's face. She guessed it'd be stupid to take a chance on being seriously hurt, though. She concentrated upon letting him see the hate and disgust in her eyes.
"Don't you think it's too much to expect to get your own daughter's cherry? Go ahead and fuck me and get it over, Pa."
Daisy thought her words might make her drunken father realize just how low-down he'd become and he'd leave her alone. It didn't work out that way. He mashed his mouth to hers and jammed his tongue down her throat. She managed to resist the urge to bite down with her teeth. She didn't return the tongue-probing kiss, though-not even when he began sucking on her lips and shoved his finger back into her steaming snatch.
He soon returned to her throbbing titties, greedily sucking each taut-tipped jug in turn, then walked backward on his knees and tongued his way down to her crotch. He pulled his finger from her quivering pussy, roughly forced her legs apart, parted the blonde hairs with his wet tongue, then snaked it between her cuntlips, which were still puffy from Max's pronging. She failed to suppress a little gasp.
He probed deep with his tongue, jabbed a few times, then began going at her cunt like a madman. She thought he was going to eat her alive. He sucked and chewed on both her outer and inner pussylips, making loud slurping sounds, and even nipped and pulled at her cunt hairs with his teeth.
Soon Daisy found it impossible to keep her body still. Her father slipped his hands under, grabbed her squirming ass, and clamped his lips around her elongated clit. He began sucking so furiously it felt as if he might suck the stiff, throbbing bud right out of her pulsating pussy,
She wriggled wildly as she peaked, the spasms leaving her limp and weak. Her father kept right on sucking and lapping. Agnes stepped close to the bed and offered Daisy the whiskey bottle.
"Take a drink, honey. Your father's a long-lasting stud, and when he gets through eating and starts fucking your little twat, you're going to really need some of this good whiskey."
Daisy had waved the bottle and the woman away. When her father kept right on lapping her cunt, she changed her mind and took the bottle. She thought about hitting her father's bobbing head, but she tilted the heavy bottle to her lips and took two big swallows of the strong stuff.
The liquor caused a pleasant glow in the pit of her stomach. Her father shoved a finger into her juicy cunt and began finger-fucking her while continuing to lap and suck her clit. Oh, God, she thought, unable to keep from hunching with the double stimulation, she was on her way to another climax It was like some crazy nightmare!
Agnes took the bottle from Daisy's hand and took a big drink. Daisy saw that her nutty young brother was still staring, his mouth wide open, his eyes glazed, his fist slowly moving on his poking cock. The poor demented kid, she thought. He wasn't responsible for what he was doing, but their pa was, even if he was crazy drunk.
Just as Daisy was on the verge of another orgasm, her father stopped sucking and lifted his face, his eyes glazed with passion. He licked his wet lips, and kept right on thrusting his finger in and out of her clinging cunt.
"Tell me you want to be fucked, Daisy. Say it loud and clear so I won't have to figure out some way to keep you from blabbing and getting me in trouble."
Daisy was suddenly frightened, and decided she'd better try to make her father think she didn't really mind fucking him. He might get afraid she'd try to get him in trouble and be just crazy drunk enough to do her serious harm, maybe even kill her.
"Why don't you have another drink first?" she asked, forcing a smile. "I want you to give me a damned good fucking, and another drink'll give you extra strength."
Her father stared at her for a moment, removed his finger from her cunt, then took the bottle Agnes handed him. "I'm glad you're getting some sense, Daisy. You got a real sweet pussy and we're going to have a lot of fun from now on." He took a big drink and gave the bottle back to Agnes. "You liked it a lot when I went down on you, didn't you, honey?"
"Yes," Daisy said, realizing that if a stranger heard the talk, it'd sound as if her father were sober. He seldom slurred his words when drinking, yet she wondered if he'd even remember what he'd done after he'd slept for a few hours.
He positioned himself between her legs, and Daisy put a hand down to do the guiding. The whiskey she'd had, on top of the six pack she'd shared with Max, had started to make her feel lightheaded. She might as well try to enjoy herself, she thought bitterly. A cock was a cock, and if her horny, heavy-hung father was going to fuck her, she'd get just as much pleasure out of the wicked incestuous act as possible.
Daisy's father seemed surprised when she grabbed his big hard cock with her fingers. It was so huge she was momentarily afraid she might be injured. Her cunt was so juicy the big knob slipped in quite easily, though, and she began to forget she was being fucked by her own father when he shoved the long shaft in all the way and lowered his chest down against her tingling boobs.
He began pumping, lifting his ass high, then plunging his big prick deep. She felt she should refuse to cooperate in any way, but the thrilling sensations produced by his pistoning cock wouldn't let her remain still. She began meeting his powerful thrusts, rapidly losing herself in the blissful dash toward fulfillment. When he mashed his mouth to hers, she returned the tongue-lashing kiss, realizing she was tasting her own juices, no longer caring that it was her father's cock giving her such tremendous pleasure.
He broke the feverish kiss and told Agnes to tongue his asshole. The woman got on the bed and complied. Soon Daisy could feel Agnes doing more than that. Her father slowed his thrusts, leaving only the head of his cock embedded on the upstroke, and Daisy felt the woman's hot tongue licking her clinging cuntlips.
Because of her recent orgasm, Daisy lasted longer than she thought she would. She was surprised when after only a couple of minutes her father began to slam his cock to her furiously. She sensed he was about to shoot. She didn't want to be left hanging, so she matched him thrust for thrust, automatically using her inner muscles as she'd done to add to Max's pleasure.