Abby ( 1 )

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

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

mike and I had known each other since early school but it had only ever been a casual matter. When mom died net year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any maternal or parental feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sentience of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to taphouse and drinking, not too lots but sufficiency to dim my judgement to one of the pupil who took advantage adequate to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to agnize that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as Victorian as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got espouse six months ago. papa bought us a house as a wedding present and then Mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the house for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it ornament and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked pappa to stay for a few days. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small-scale pa 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 companionship for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

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

Still only one-half listening I agreed. He pulled into a pub just outside of town and once inside ordered me a vodka and coke. The barman said we would be called once a table was free in the dinning elbow room so we sat down a look to be called.

"I think that guy over there illusion you."papa said suddenly.

I was shocked but impulsion turned my gaze in the direction daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a Young guy in his mid twenties. By his dungaree and leather jacket he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went bright red and turned away sharply.

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

"More fool you then"dada said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The field of study of the vernal man was dropped but I couldn't supporter thinking about what pa had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the episodic look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about nothing in peculiar as we ate our nutrient and then continued on our way home.

It was one-half past eleven when we got back. We had left a brightness 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 ready shower daddy then I will fix some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."papa said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my night-robe, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my knees, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the tympani on papa went up for his exhibitor. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pyjamas, 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 laugh at me."

"Don't be silly."papa smiled,"What's the matter ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my head, too obstruct to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a while ?"Daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to burst out laughing.

"Would you mind ? Just till I fall asleep."

"Come on silly. Up you go."papa said taking my cup off me.

I got into bed and a moment later pa came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my spinal column to him taking comfort in the sound of his breathing. As I started to unlax my creative thinker drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if daddy was right. Not that it mattered of course because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my creative thinker wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the cervix, and then my shoulder ? His hand wandering over my breasts sending shiver all over my physical structure. His hot kisses continued down, lower and get down boulder clay he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the delight that ran through my eubstance was like an electric jounce every fourth dimension his glossa brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shock got stronger I started to curve my pelvic arch towards his knife which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot spot. All the while his hands were playing with my pap, now engorged and unvoiced to the ghost. I put my hand on his head and ran my finger's breadth through his hair.

The feeling in my stomach was like aught I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my omphalus, my mamilla and then my mouth I responded. I could experience his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp-worded intimation 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 touch in my breadbasket was growing, getting stiff and unattackable until I knew it was just going to collapse right through my body. That awful sense impression rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my throat my middle flew open.

In tot up confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't stop one minuscule bit and as it exploded from my physical structure I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for majuscule penetration. My back arched in that long desperate cry of shocking pleasance. As daddy jabbing faster and harder so did I. dad let out a pharyngeal consonant hissing sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his piddling girl. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my sexual climax from doubling in volume at the feeling of that liquid 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. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

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

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked advertise that idea right out of my head. I grabbed for the bedding to cover my body.

"Bit late for that."pa said, as he put a tray with tea and toast onto my lap.

I was totally lost for speech. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt ghastly. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thinking. Still trying to compensate myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my abdomen churn. pa sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the huge sliding door that led to a balcony where you could look 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 high-pitched and higher I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your men went between your peg. That was it really I just replaced your hands with mine and waited for you to wake up. nobody was more surprised than me when you did open your eyes and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and think me I don't think you would have let me stop even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a moment 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 door,"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 sexual climax. That feeling of total pleasance. And I searched hard for any rue and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

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

"I knew when I woke this break of the day that I would have no declination. I thoroughly enjoyed you survive nighttime and, unless you say no, or order me to stop, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

"free pardon ?"I said confused at the change in subject.

"Your clothes. You dress like your mother."he said,"come on we're going clothes shopping."He said grabbing the car keys and heading for the door.

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without question. I grabbed my things and followed him out the threshold. We travelled for almost an hour in secretiveness and for the next two time of day daddy took me from store to store buying clothes I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The final stage store I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Young girl who took my hand and led me into a cubicle in the back of the shop.

"payoff 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 aliveness. How could you ?"

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

"You could ingest warned me. Do you experience any estimate how I felt when she told me to denude off. I've never heard of a flaming Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the fourth dimension we got home. I put the shopping bags on the settee and put the coffee on. pop sat down in the armchair."come here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in figurehead of him."Take your wearing apparel off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chairperson and grabbed me by the pilus. Pulling my typeface close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be available to her man. It is every daughter's job to gain her father glad and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without query. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to encompass my body."donjon your munition at your side and hold your oral sex up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my back over my buttocks to my coxa. Then over my stomach and up to my boob. Every inch of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that post between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to fight the feeling of foreplay. By the fourth dimension his hand reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my full embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the front and sat down. Running his hand over the smooth skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the englut back talk I let out a moan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for delight, both to give and receive. You have a nice tight nates and your bosom are large and business firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never wear pantie or a bra, and will only wear the wearing apparel we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when mike is at domicile. Is that understood ?"All the sentence he had been running his finger over my egotistical kitty-cat, now he slid a fingerbreadth in.

The feel of that penetration almost made my wooden leg leave way. I opened my legs slightly."Yes daddy."

"goodness. I suggest you keep open your new apparel in the belittled room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His ovolo was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising sexual climax. It was as though last night had broken the dam and star ran through my physical structure like flowing urine. He knew how close I was. I couldn't hide it as moans escaped my rim 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 low moment his erection was visible I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no means an expert on the size of a mankind cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the floor between his legs. My eyes still transfixed on his erecting I did as instructed. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to accommodate that I felt quite majestic that I had made my pappa smile with pleasure. What came side by side was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"surface your mouth."He said gently

I did waffle, but I knew if I held back that daddy would be wild so slowly I took that cock into my oral cavity. Again pappa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my mouthpiece till I almost choked."Breath around it. Breath through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further trough he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was trusted I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my head down ever further. He did this several times until finally his erection was mysterious in my throat and my nose rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my foreland up and down on his erection. As I got into a round he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get easier but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a while. The appreciation of his juice was dissimilar and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my fountainhead up and looked into my eyes. His hammer was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed blow. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting hammer deep into my throat. The taste of come was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much alternative but to swallow virtually of it but some ran out of my rima oris and onto my Kuki. I felt his soundbox completely unstrain. I lay my head on his leg, his cock still in my rima oris till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the header."Well done my girl. well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my peg over one arm while my headway rested on the other. He pulled my pegleg up and with a wicked smiling buried his face between my ramification. The onslaught of his knife on my button brought me straight back to the edge of orgasm. My hands went to his mind and urged him on to big efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a farsighted wailing cry of ecstasy. I screamed out and cried in euphoric delight for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

pop pulled my pegleg up and made me agree them up with my hands. I was almost flex double. I could see his cock, erect, laborious and pointing at my throbbing golf hole. He looked at me as it brushed my purulent lip. I knew, now was the time to prefer. 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 erratic from the continued sexual climax,"piece of tail me daddy. Make me yours."I whispered.

A strange look of triumph crossed his face as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My orgasm flew back to biography and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brush my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that black hole it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my sexual climax, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another digit joined and wormed its way around in circles. The whole combined look drove me almost to insanity. right till the moment daddy pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the hole of my arse. My eye flew open. So wide it hurt. dada waited for a second and when I didn't say anything his throbbing cock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The painfulness was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly pappa pushed more and more of that grueling member into my tail end until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his short missy bum hole while he fingered her clitoris through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in rhythm to his penetration and spirit arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. Mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic slit I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum maw with his second load 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 pappa anywhere. Wrapping the blanket around me I staggered to the kitchen and poured deep brown from the constantly hot pot. I tried sitting at the breakfast bar but the potty was too severely 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 well-chosen, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for certain that my orgasm last night was without incertitude my first and that Mike would never be able-bodied to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start his cock was a lot smaller than dad. But I couldn't get it out of my school principal that what we were doing….No ! What pop was doing, was wrong. I also knew that I would not be able-bodied 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 saltation."How long was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of hours. Go and have a bath it will ease 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 treat you to dinner for being a good little girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin lily-white low cut top and a very short Negro flared doll with outdoors toed heel. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a mixture of strange smell. 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 fornicatress. I hated that cerebration but was also excited inside because I knew it would make pappa happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."pop said, smiling."Lift 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 tense. Now let's go and display you to the world."

That brought about Sir Thomas More mixed impression. Pride that I had pleased him and fright and a petty pity that I was on video display for all to see.

Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. pa used me in every way potential as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamen. He taught me how to walk and attract the attending of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever potential and even made me walk around on my own in Town or along the promenade so he could watch me from a space. I have to admit I was turning chief 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 fare than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my legs spread wide open fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my font or over my mammilla. My language had deteriorated to daddy's storey as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his come dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The firm was empty-bellied, quiet. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some succor but most of all I just felt alone.

The succus running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a exhibitioner and put on a release down dress. This was the one exception daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three buttons up. I chose the three clitoris and he made me cut the balance off. Now the wearing apparel were low enough to show off my titty and split enough up the battlefront to almost show off everything else, but for working around the star sign they were punter than my new clothes and a fair compromise daddy had said.

The rest of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that pa had gone, I decided to let Rosco kip 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 sidereal day as potential by washing the litter. While the washing motorcar did its body of work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the atmospheric condition was nice took the bedclothes out the side door to attend it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his right handwriting in his air pocket. I had seen him various clock time before but only now did I actualize what his right deal was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the longer I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to create a cooperative effort to clear my stage move. I walked to the clothes line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the characterization of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my severe not to bet at his hand and weakness miserably. I rushed back to the planetary house forcing myself not to count at him. I closed the threshold and put my back to it as I steadied my respiration. Thankfully the glass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful result I don't know but I could feel my pussy getting wet. He was in all ways a repugnant man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts 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-cat. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my eyes, and allowed my digit to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing trigon between my legs. I pictured daddy playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my navel, and on down to my clitoris. I spread my legs wider to give him better access. I moaned with pleasure as his lingua did its work. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could palpate my orgasm rising rapidly, and then world hit me.

My eyes flew clear to observe Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the succus flowing from my throbbing cakehole. I have to intromit I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to meet the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too vitiate. I spun round of golf and dropped to my human knee putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thump on my cover as Rosco's front paws pushed me forward. His back legs now between my legs I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a goad at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too substantial. He snarled his disfavor at my gesture and the next thing I knew his upright cock was inside my thrill hollow."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to remain firm up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his schnozzle, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his pecker was brushing hard against my clit. His turncock just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my physical structure. My orgasm again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first interjection was only pre come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bigger than his erection pushing at my beef trap. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got enceinte and bigger. That mi was now crushing my clitoris driving me finally over the border into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my pot went further and further away until I was completely lost in a chronological succession of speedy fire orgasmic cramp.

Finally Rosco fired his come into me, it poured from his swollen ball like water from a tap I could finger it hitting my interior bang bang rush till finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his come running freely from my pussy and down my legs. His cock was still inside me and each clip he tried to commit out of my sopping mess he sent me off on yet another coming. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for ages curled up in a ball on the settle. My last opinion before I fell into a ungratified sleep was"Oh dad. What have you done to me ?"

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

"How's my little girl ?"

"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 asleep and the smell of liquid running down my ramification was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"Good girl. Now when is mike due plate ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a piddling mixed-up."Why ?"

"Well let me know the day of the month 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 guardianship babe girl."

Once again I felt the fix sticking to my pegleg and dress so decided to take a bath, and maybe try and sort my head out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat energy on my extend muscle and bruised kitty-cat. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few Clarence Day I just got more confused.

I should have said no to my forefather fucking me. But without any waver I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been apprehensive, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so hard-and-fast. That then of grade brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to thrash and have intercourse a human being being. But thinking of how that long tongue had made me palpate was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the thinking of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a unlike thing completely. Or was it. While my straits said it was foul and wrong. I couldn't deny the right climax he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not a lot different to my father using me as his whore. Just more than and Sir Thomas More confusing.

I spent the rest of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my mind all the time didn't help at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to travel along. I told him to stay but then I hesitated. A picture shot through my mind of Rosco licking my pussy while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't trough I got to my bedroom that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean litter so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

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

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white-hot dress from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the buttons. As I ran outside respective thing became obvious.

1 ) It was already raining, only lightly but raining non the to a lesser extent

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

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

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

Even though my point screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of thunder woke me out of my haze and the nirvana opened up. A pelter of rain fell down on me. I took a stair towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his threshold nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

Anger has always been a job for me. It makes me unregenerate. I make reckless decisions. This prison term was no practiced. It was his demerit my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no more 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 custody on my hips, which of course caused the hem of the top to afford and put my slit on full display. I undid the push and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit perturbed. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the door which was still capable. I spread my branch wide and bent over to open the drier threshold. My pussy was getting wet at the sentiment of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no difficulty ramming two fingers up my hole. The suddenness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should feature been a scream surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his fingers into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my button. He added another finger and with three fingerbreadth fucking me my body was reacting rapidly. His free hired man came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my nipple 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 yell"Get off me. You repulsive lilliputian man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing maw. He waited. I said nil, in fact I wanted to crusade back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that grueling fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in state of nature instant coming. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, condemnable and hard.

His men came round now and he grabbed both my mamilla and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric electric shock joined with all those other feelings pouring out of my screaming pussy. My wooden leg turned to jelly, ineffectual to stick out myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My pussy was spread as blanket as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag skirt unable to control my dead body in any way.

He made no sound. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. spurt after spurt 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 tip dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my backtalk and I willingly opened my sass to fill him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my head back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my head still and just let him front fuck me. He rammed that giant in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his putz deep in my pharynx it was impossible to swallow it all and I choked. The semen had no early way out but through my olfactory organ. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my snatch mouth and horn in, running down my Kuki-Chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stomach 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 base. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this house. Getting his own back on me for death nighttime. Igniting my coming once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weak. I just lay my head on the floor and let him consume his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful coming. This time there was no fuss getting his international nautical mile in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every apothecaries' ounce of my dog's germ into my gripe slit hole. The net thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist stopcock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

Sir Thomas More Abby soon