Trisha had never been fucked in the asshole before. She'd considered doing it with her brother, and she knew how much she enjoyed it when men fondled her puckered little ring while they were screwing.
But there had always been something that made her stop. Asshole fucking struck Trisha as being incredibly perverted and depraved. She felt that if she let a man invade her ass she wouldn't be much better than a whore.
Still, if Trisha had known in advance that Frank wanted to ravage her asshole, she probably would have given in to him anyhow. She was that horny for the pleasure only her father's magnificent cock could give her.
He came to her at midnight, the night after their encounter in the den. By that time Trisha had already been finger-fucking her wet cunt for almost an hour.
She could hardly stand waiting for him. Frank's prick was so big and beautiful, and the day before she had cum so hard every time he slipped it inside her. It seemed unfair to her that she couldn't be fucking or sucking her dad's cock every second of her life.
Now it was dark and late, and the sun had been down for several hours. But that had done nothing to dispel the heat. It seemed to cling to the walls, moistening her body with sweat and bringing out all the sounds of summer from the crickets and insects in the shrubbery outside.
Trisha lay naked on her bed, whimpering as she pumped her fingers in and out of her slick cunt slit. Any second she would hear footsteps on the stairway, a light knocking at her door. Then her father would come into her bedroom fuck her cunt all night long.
Trisha hated waiting for him. She'd already cum three times with her fingers alone.
"Oh, Trisha?"
It was a soft, nearly inaudible whisper.
Trisha withdrew her hands from her seeping cunt and sat up anxiously on the edge of the bed.
"Is that you, Daddy?" she hissed.
"Yes. Can I come?"
"Oh hurry, Daddy!" Trisha whispered. "Hurry!"
The door opened, momentarily illuminating the dimly lit bedroom. Clad in a bathrobe, Frank joined his daughter. As soon as he shut the door behind him he let the robe fall.
[missing text] to the daughter's ripe teenage pussy. Frank's stomach heaved against her ass with every fucking stroke. His balls, bloated with cum, slapped against the crack between her cheeks.
"Awwww, Daddy, that's so gooood!" Trisha whined. Eagerly she bucked her ass to meet him, making the bed shake obscenely on the floor. "Fuck me harder, Daddy! Unh! My cunt's so wet! You're gonna make me cum."
Frank obeyed his daughter's wanton wishes. Panting, he reamed out her cunt as hard as he could. He kneaded her stiff-nippled tits almost savagely as he thrust his dick through her cunt, seeming to bury his meat further up her pussy with every stroke.
Trisha squealed delightedly and wiggled her ass, biting her lip so she wouldn't scream loudly that Ralph would hear her from the next room.
With every stroke she could feel her cunt tunnel sucking around her dad's wonderful hard-on, as if milking his prick into the depths of her belly. Her nipples and clit were equally hard, pulsing stiffly with desire. Only her father could excite her this quickly. Already she felt close to cumming, shooting her fuck juices all over his pistoning cock.
Then Frank saw the small jar of Vaseline on the nightstand.
Trisha hadn't intended to leave the Vaseline out. Certainly she hadn't meant it as any kind of hint to her father. Earlier that evening she'd stubbed her toe on a pebble in the backyard patio. She'd used the petroleum jelly to coat the wound and make it feel better. The only reason the jar was on the night stand was that she'd forgotten to return it to the night stand's drawer.
That fact, however, was evidently not perceived by her father. Frank stopped fucking her. Keeping his rock-hard prick embedded in her clinging cunt, he reached over to pick up the Vaseline and unscrewed the top. Grinning, he withdrew a hunk of the thick jelly on his fingers.
"Tell me something, Trisha," he asked huskily, "do you like having your asshole played with?"
"I like it okay," Trisha mumbled. Not understanding her father's point, she tried to crane her head to see what he was doing. "C'mon Daddy, keep fucking me. Fuck me hard! I was about to cum!"
"Well, let's see if you like this."
Frank placed the open Vaseline container conveniently next to his thigh. Then he parted his daughter's ass cheeks and smeared the hunk of jelly all over and inside her puckered, rubbery asshole.
"Unnggghhhh!" Trisha grunted loudly. Immediately she felt a depraved warmth spreading through her loins, as her asshole instinctively clenched around her father's probing finger. "Oh, God… what are you doing… unhh, Daddy, unhhh…"
"Does that feel good, Trisha?" Frank asked. Smiling delightedly, he rubbed the wet jelly carefully around the small ring of his daughter's asshole, darting his finger deeply into her hole to coat the insides of her tunnel. "You know, a woman's asshole is almost as sensitive as her cunt is. In some ways even more so. Now doesn't that feel wonderful?"
"Ungggh-yes, Daddy, unhhhh yes, it does!" Trisha replied honestly, flushing hotly as her father fingered her puckering asshole. "But what are you doing? I want you to keep on fucking me, Daddy! I want you to fuck my cunt!"
Frank said nothing. Instead he pulled his throbbing cock completely out of her soaked pussy, making Trisha groan with disappointment. When she turned hers head to look at him she saw her father smearing the Vaseline all over his stiff, twitching dick, carefully covering his meat from the mushroom-shaped knob to the very base of the shaft.
"What're you doing that for?" Trisha asked naively. "Awwww, Daddy, I want you to keep on fucking me! I'm so horny, I just can't stand it!"
"You'll see, darling. You'll see."
Frank finished smearing the Vaseline all over his hard cock. Then, to Trisha's amazement, he hunched over her kneeling body and fit the fat knob against the rubbery ring of her asshole.
Finally Trisha knew – her father was going to fuck her in the ass.
"No, Daddy," she yelped. Squealing girlishly, she made a faint effort to pull away from his invading cock. "I don't want you to fuck me there. I've never done it like that before."
"You're going to love it, darling," Frank crooned. Holding her steady beneath him with his hands on her hips, he gradually pressed forward, inserting the knob of his throbbing, drooling cock into the sucking tightness of her tender asshole. "Girls love being fucked up the ass. Pretty soon you're going to want to be ass fucked every day."
"No, Daddy, no, you're gonna hurt me!" Trisha pleaded. "Take it out, I don't want you to do it to me there!"
Then Frank thrust slightly forward, burying the first inch of his rigid dick into her clasping ass tunnel.
Trisha grunted as if she'd been shot and fell flat on the mattress, her peach-shaped ass cheeks wiggling around the shaft of his hard on. She could feel his fat knob pulsing inside her asshole now, and it surprised her that it didn't hurt at all. Her father had applied so much Vaseline that her ass muscles felt slick and warm as they separated around his driving prick.
"Are you ready for more?" Frank asked hoarsely.
"I-I guess so," Trisha whispered. She gritted her teeth and, shut her eyes, as if steeling herself for a vaccination. "But go slow, Daddy. I've never had my ass fucked before."
Frank took a deep breath and shuddered. Then he tenderly started to rock his hips, gradually forcing inch after inch of his blue veined dick into the rubbery grip of his teenage daughter's ass.
"Unhhhhhhh…" Trisha moaned. She wriggled her hips and flushed deeply, completely overwhelmed by the strange sensations overwhelming her loins. She'd never felt this way before. It was as if an enormous steel rod was being forced up her asshole, separating the walls of her tunnel, boring relentlessly into the depths of her stomach.