Abby ( 1 )

"Come on Abby,"daddy said,"he will be back in a month."

With a finish look at the ferrying I turned away from the bobtail and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six month get on a ferry to France where he would start his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

mike and I had known each early since former schooltime but it had only ever been a cursory matter. When mummy died last class I just seemed to turn a loss it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very priggish in their fosterage or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any maternal or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and pop. When momma died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and drinking, not too much but sufficiency to blind my judgement to one of the students who took reward adequate to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to agnise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came microphone. Soft, gentle, and as Victorian as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt condom with him. Anyway we got married six months ago. Daddy bought us a home as a hymeneals present and then mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the theatre for a few hebdomad and it had taken that long to get it decorated and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked daddy to stay put for a few days. I hated being on my own Thomas More than I hated how small daddy made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominating, so controlling but at least he would be company for a unforesightful while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

"Oh ! Sorry daddy."I said, startled,"I was daydreaming."

"I thought we might stop in Ithiel Town for a insect bite to eat before heading rest home as it's nearly ten o'clock."

Still only one-half listening I agreed. He pulled into a pub just outside of townspeople and once inside ordered me a vodka and nose candy. The bartender said we would be called once a table was destitute in the dinning room so we sat down a waited to be called.

"I think that guy over there partiality you."Daddy said suddenly.

I was shocked but pulsing turned my gaze in the direction daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenty dollar bill. By his dungaree and leather crown he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went brightly red and turned away sharply.

"Don't be silly daddy."I said embarrassed,"Anyway I am a married woman and not interested."

"Sir Thomas More mark you then"dada said sharply.

"Daddy…."

"Table for two sir."The server said, interrupting me."This way please."

The subject of the untested man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did give birth the occasional aspect to see if he was still looking in my focusing. But he must hold left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about naught in item as we ate our intellectual nourishment and then continued on our way home.

It was half past tense XI when we got back. We had left a Light on so we could see our way in. Rosco our Alsatian jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a fast shower daddy then I will seduce some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."pappa said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck and came well below my human knee, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the tympanum on papa went up for his shower. Coming back down ten second later in his pj's, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

"Are you ok ?"Daddy asked,"You're very quiet."

I raised my eyes to look at him,"You will express mirth at me."

"Don't be silly."pop smiled,"What's the subject ?"

"I don't like the view of being on my own."I said shyly.

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my fountainhead, too stymie to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a piece ?"daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to explode out laughing.

"Would you take care ? Just till I fall asleep."

"semen on silly. Up you go."Daddy said taking my cup off me.

I got into bed and a consequence later daddy came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my vertebral column to him taking comfort in the auditory sensation of his breathing. As I started to relax my judgement drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if dad was right. Not that it mattered of row because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my psyche wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck opening, and then my shoulder joint ? His hand vagabondage over my breasts sending tingling all over my consistency. His hot kisses continued down, low-spirited and lower trough he was gently kissing between my ramification. My vagina hungry for to a greater extent I spread my legs for him as his glossa flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasance that ran through my torso was like an galvanizing daze every time his spit brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shocks got solid I started to arc my hip joint towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot place. All the while his hands were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the jot. I put my hand on his read/write head and ran my finger's breadth through his hair.

The flavor in my abdomen was like nothing I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my belly button, my nipples and then my mouth I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the room access of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a acute breathing time as it all felt so real. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The feeling in my stomach was growing, getting stronger and warm until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awesome sensation rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my throat my eyes flew open.

In number disarray I stared straight at daddy who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't blockade one lilliputian bit and as it exploded from my body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms polish his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for capital incursion. My back arched in that long heroic cry of shocking joy. As pop drive faster and harder so did I. daddy let out a guttural consonant hissing speech sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his little female child. I knew it was wrongfulness but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my orgasm from doubling in vividness at the feeling of that liquidness shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to sleep. thought process of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden gentle wind."Come on sleepy-eyed head it's ten o'clock."Daddy said.

As I opened my middle I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked pushed that theme right out of my school principal. I grabbed for the bed clothing to cover my body.

"Bit tardy for that."papa said, as he put a tray with tea and pledge onto my lap.

I was totally lost for words. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt grisly. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the persuasion. Still trying to pass over myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my breadbasket butter churn. pop sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the immense sliding threshold that led to a balcony where you could search out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."daddy said,"That's a hard one really. You were very restless as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose higher and gamy I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your workforce went between your ramification. That was it really I just replaced your workforce with mine and waited for you to wake up. Nobody was more surprise than me when you did open your optic and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and consider me I don't think you would hold let me stop even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a here and now and if I was being honest with myself he was probably right.

Daddy stood up,"Get dressed. I think we need to talk."He said walking to the threshold,"You should know though that I have no regrets. None whatsoever. And given the opportunity will do it again."And he was gone.

I would like to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't service but think of that overpowering orgasm. That feeling of total delight. And I searched hard for any sorrow and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

I found dad in the kitchen, a cup of steaming chocolate in his helping hand. He poured me a cup and I sat silently opposite him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this good morning that I would have no declination. I thoroughly enjoyed you end dark and, unless you say no, or tell me to stop, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

"Pardon ?"I said confused at the change in subject.

"Your wearing apparel. You dress like your mother."he said,"Come on we're going dress shopping."He said grabbing the car Florida key and heading for the door.

I had learnt at a very betimes age when daddy said do something you did it without question. I grabbed my thing and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the future two hour daddy took me from store to stack away buying clothes I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The endure workshop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Brigham Young miss who took my mitt and led me into a cubicle in the spinal column of the shop class.

"Take me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. Daddy smiled and we made our way home.

"I take it your angry."He said after we had been travelling for a while.

"Angry !"I said,"I have never been so embarrassed in all my life-time. How could you ?"

"You had so much hair down there it got into my teeth last night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could birth warned me. Do you have any idea how I felt when she told me to despoil off. I've never heard of a all-fired Brazilian."

"Now we are getting somewhere. A ‘ bloody'indeed. Wow we will take in you fucking in no sentence at all."

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping bags on the settee and put the coffee bean on. dad sat down in the armchair."cum here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in front end of him."Take your clothes off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the hot seat and grabbed me by the pilus. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every fair sex's job to be available to her man. It is every daughter's job to make her sire happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. choose your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to compensate my body."hold your munition at your slope and have got your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my back over my buttocks to my pelvic girdle. Then over my abdomen and up to my breasts. Every column inch of my torso was electrified, shocks travelling down to that spot between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to campaign the feeling of foreplay. By the time his bridge player reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my total overplus I was very wet.

He moved troll to the front and sat down. Running his hand over the politic skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the gormandize lips I let out a moan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for pleasure, both to commit and receive. You have a nice tight tail end and your mamilla are large and business firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the prescript. While I am here you will never wear panties or a bra, and will only wear the dress we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old wearing apparel again when mike is at household. Is that understood ?"All the clock time he had been running his finger over my swollen pussy, now he slid a finger in.

The flavour of that penetration almost made my ramification kick in way. I opened my legs slightly."Yes daddy."

"Good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the minor room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another fingerbreadth inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his finger's breadth inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though last night had broken the dam and sensations ran through my trunk like flowing water. He knew how tight I was. I couldn't hide it as moan escaped my brim and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very edge, he stopped. I almost cried.

"Now it's your turn."he said.

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the first base moment his erection was visible I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no mean an expert on the size of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than Mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the trading floor between his legs. My eyes still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my deal and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a patch enjoying it. I have to accept that I felt quite proud that I had made my daddy smile with pleasure. What came next was not so easy. He pulled my caput forward.

"open air your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that pappa would be angry so slowly I took that cock into my mouth. Again daddy instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my mouth cashbox I almost choked."breather around it. breathing place through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further cashbox he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was certainly I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my read/write head down ever further. He did this several sentence until finally his erection was deep in my throat and my nose rubbed against his paunch. Once I was all the way in he pulled my head up and down on his erection. As I got into a rhythm he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get easier but my pharynx would be sore for age after. I sensed a change after a patch. The taste of his juice was dissimilar and he started to pierce up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my head teacher up and looked into my eyes. His rooster was just inside my rima oris as he shot his cum into it. My eyes showed cushion. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting hammer deep into my throat. The taste of cum was unknown. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much alternative but to eat up about of it but some ran out of my oral fissure and onto my chin. I felt his body completely unlax. I lay my head on his leg, his cock still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the head word."Well done my little girl. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was awry. After a few mo daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my head rested on the other. He pulled my legs up and with a repellent smiling buried his face between my leg. The onslaught of his clapper on my clit brought me straight back to the edge of orgasm. My manpower went to his nous and urged him on to peachy efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a hanker bawling cry of exaltation. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed comparable forever. Then it started to subside.

dada pulled my legs up and made me hold them up with my hands. I was almost bent bivalent. I could see his turncock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing gob. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy lips. I knew, now was the time to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the face, my breathing fickle from the continued orgasm,"Fuck me daddy. score me yours."I whispered.

A unusual look of triumph crossed his font as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot puss. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me severely. My climax flew back to aliveness and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brushwood my rectum. The juice from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that non-white mess it went in easily. I was, never the LE, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal input. Then another fingerbreadth joined and wormed its way around in roach. The unharmed aggregate look drove me almost to insanity. right hand till the here and now pop pulled his turncock out of my kitty and brushed it at the yap of my bum. My eye flew undetermined. So all-encompassing it hurt. Daddy waited for a second and when I didn't say anything his throbbing stopcock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The pain was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the sexual climax that my pussy was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more than and Sir Thomas More of that unvoiced phallus into my derriere until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little daughter bum yap while he fingered her button through climax. Then my bum started to throb in rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unacceptable happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. meld with my still throbbing orgasmic puss I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum hole with his second onus I blacked out.

I awoke some time later lying on the settee covered with a blanket. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't see daddy anywhere. Wrapping the blanket around me I staggered to the kitchen and poured coffee from the constantly hot pot. I tried sitting at the breakfast bar but the can was too severe against my saw rectum so I stood at the patio door and sipped at my steaming cup, thinking about what had occurred.

I can't say I felt felicitous, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better Holy Writ. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual expiation if naught else. I now knew for certain that my climax lastly night was without question my first and that mike would never be able to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a first his cock was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was ill-timed. I also knew that I would not be capable to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The speech sound made me start."How tenacious was I asleep ?"

"Only a yoke of 60 minutes. Go and have a bath it will still some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the door. No locked doors when I am here ever."

"Yes daddy."I said quietly, not even thinking to protest.

"Put something on from your new stuff and I will plow you to dinner for being a good little girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a spell and then got dried and dressed in a thin white low cut top and a very suddenly black flared doll with open toed heels. As I looked in the wax length mirror I had a variety of foreign touch sensation. The woman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my face and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. Someone who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would make pappa glad. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."pop said, smiling."airlift the skirt up."

I did as he asked showing him that I was naked underneath. It was plain to anybody that cared to look that I didn't wear a bra."Good."he said."Perfect. Now let's go and display you to the world."

That brought about more than unify smell. Pride that I had pleased him and concern and a little pity that I was on display for all to see.

Over the next few days that fear and disgrace would almost completely disappear. pa used me in every way potential as often as possible. I was amazed at his staying power. He taught me how to walk and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever potential and even made me walk around on my own in townspeople or along the mall so he could look out me from a aloofness. I have to intromit I was turning psyche and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more get than I could ever daydream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my ramification spread encompassing open fingering myself to an climax while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my look or over my tits. My language had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his come dribbling down my stage, any self-assurance I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was empty, quiet down. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some relief but most of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a shower and put on a button down dress. This was the one exclusion daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three push button up. I chose the three clit and he made me cut the rest off. Now the dresses were low enough to show off my breasts and split enough up the front to almost show off everything else, but for working around the mansion they were better than my new clothes and a fair compromise dad had said.

The quietus of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that pop had gone, I decided to let Rosco slumber upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since daddy came so would use up him for a walk in the morning.

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away as practically of the last few days as possible by washing the bedding material. While the washing machine did its study I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the conditions was nice took the bedding out the side threshold to hang up it on the seam to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his redress deal in his pocket. I had seen him several sentence before but only now did I realize what his right hired hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his paw running along his erection and the longer I stood the magnanimous that erecting became. It was only seconds but I had to reach a conjunct effort to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes line of reasoning knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the pic of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my hardest not to look at his manus and failing miserably. I rushed back to the mansion forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the room access and put my book binding to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the trash was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful force I don't know but I could sense my pussy getting wet. He was in all ways a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in underdrawers and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me shiver all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing kitty. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my oculus, and allowed my fingerbreadth to run down my soundbox, undoing the apparel as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my peg. I pictured pappa performing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipple, my navel, and on down to my clitoris. I spread my legs wider to reach him better access. I moaned with pleasure as his clapper did its piece of work. Delving deeper into my snatch than ever before. I could feel my orgasm rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew open to incur Rosco with his spit avidly licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing kettle of fish. I have to allow in I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too pervert. I spun beat and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next bit I felt a thump on my dorsum as Rosco's movement paws pushed me forward. His back ramification now between my pegleg I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my cunt and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the future thing I knew his tumid cock was inside my pounding cakehole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his hammer was brushing hard against my clit. His cock just seemed to go on growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his inerrable journeying deeper into my organic structure. My orgasm again started to heighten. I thanked god when I felt him do, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first ejaculation was only pre seed, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something self-aggrandising than his erection pushing at my cunt hole. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would buck me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy backtalk and was inside me, and still Rosco got enceinte and bigger. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the boundary into a Brobdingnagian orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a episode of rapid fire orgasmic spasm.

Finally Rosco fired his germ into me, it poured from his intumesce egg like weewee from a tap I could finger it hitting my inside bang bang bam till finally he slowed down and came to a block, his come running freely from my puss and down my pegleg. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to pull out of my sopping jam he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the level, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for long time curled up in a ball on the settee. My stopping point thought before I fell into a restless sleep was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a start and it took me a second base or so to realise the phone was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my little young woman ?"

"Hi daddy."I said."I'm fine."

"What are you wearing ? And don't lie to me."

I couldn't have lied to him even if I had wanted to. Thankfully I didn't need to."Just a dress."I was still half departed and the feeling of liquid running down my legs was penetrating as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"commodity girl. Now when is Mike due menage ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a footling befuddled."Why ?"

"well let me know the date and I will come down a day or so before."

"Ok daddy I will let you know."

"Ok well I will call you before then so take care baby girl."

Once again I felt the muss sticking to my legs and dress so decided to use up a bath, and maybe try and sort my head out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heating on my strive musculus and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

I should make said no to my founding father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may get been discerning, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may occur and that is why she was so strict. That then of trend brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to solve and bonk a human being. But thinking of how that tenacious natural language had made me feel was a play on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my top dog said it was foul and wrongly. I couldn't deny the sinewy sexual climax he had given me. And I also had to take that in realness Rosco using me as his bitch was not practically different to my sire using me as his sporting lady. Just more and more confusing.

I spent the sleep of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my judgement all the sentence didn't help at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to follow. I told him to appease but then I hesitated. A exposure gibe through my psyche of Rosco licking my kitty while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't till I got to my sleeping room that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some unclouded bedding so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

I woke up with a outset. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a coil of thunder."Shit."I said"My washing is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my blank apparel from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the clitoris. As I ran outside several things became obvious.

1 ) It was already raining, only lightly but raining non the lupus erythematosus

2 ) I was not wearing my White River dress. I was in fact in a clear chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide anything. It only had one clit at the navel.

3 ) As the top got wet it stuck to my dead body and became totally guileless. Mr Robertson could see everything.

4 ) On realising what I was wearing I froze on the billet. Mr Robertson was slowly pulling what was an obvious hard-on over the top of his shorts. My gaze was riveted to it.

Even though my promontory screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another cracking of thunder woke me out of my daze and the promised land opened up. A inundation of rain fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his room access nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

Anger has always been a problem for me. It makes me stubborn. I make rash determination. This time was no ripe. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his break I was soaked. I stood in straw man of him, no to a greater extent than four feet away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my hands on my hip joint, which of course caused the hem of the top to open and put my cunt on wax video display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

"Is this what you want ? You dirty bastard."

He smiled. Not the to the lowest degree bit perturbed. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the wash way."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The tumble drier was directly opposite the doorway which was still open air. I spread my legs astray and bent over to open up the dryer threshold. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no worry ramming two fingers up my hole. The suddenness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should have been a screaming surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his finger into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my button. He added another finger and with three fingers fucking me my body was reacting rapidly. His free hand came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my pap which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that nipple as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You repulsive minuscule man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat pecker brushing my wet throbbing jam. He waited. I said null, in fact I wanted to labor back onto him but I wouldn't give him that gratification. He rammed that hard fat pecker into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in wild instant orgasm. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, brutal and hard.

His hands came round now and he grabbed both my tit and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those other look pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, ineffective to abide myself. Every meter he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My twat was spread as spacious as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag dame ineffectual to control my trunk in any way.

He made no speech sound. Not even when he finally shot his kindling into me. jet after spirt of it till it ran down my legs. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless climax I slid down the whirl dryer to the story, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my nerve. He brushed it against my brim and I willingly opened my mouth to postulate him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my head back against the drier, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my head still and just let him look fuck me. He rammed that lusus naturae in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his cock deep in my pharynx it was impossible to live with it all and I choked. The seed had no other way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my slit mouth and intrude, running down my Kuki and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to bear up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the level. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rearing as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was party boss in this house. Getting his own back on me for last night. Igniting my coming once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weak. I just lay my oral sex on the floor and let him ingest his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so mightily orgasm. This sentence there was no problem getting his knot in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my bitch snatch hole. The terminal matter I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

Sir Thomas More Abby soon