Abby ( 1 )

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

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

Mike and I had known each early since former schoolhouse but it had only ever been a effortless thing. When momma died last year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their bringing up or maybe I should say my female parent was. I can't say that I felt any agnatic or maternal flavour 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 imbibition, not too much but enough to blind my judgement to one of the bookman who took advantage sufficiency to look at my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to realise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as strait-laced as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got tie six months ago. Daddy bought us a house as a wedding present and then microphone was offered his new job in Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault. We had only been in the theater for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it deck and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked dad to detain for a few days. I hated being on my own to a greater extent than I hated how little dada made me find when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so high-and-mighty, so controlling but at least he would be fellowship for a shortsighted 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 dwelling as it's nearly ten o'clock."

Still only half listening I agreed. He pulled into a pub just outside of Ithiel Town and once inside ordered me a vodka and Coca Cola. The barman said we would be called once a tabular array was dislodge in the dinning room so we sat down a waited to be called.

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

I was shocked but pulse turned my gaze in the direction pop was looking. Sitting at the bar was a Danton True Young guy in his mid 20. By his denim and leather crownwork 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 get married woman and not interested."

"More fool you then"pa said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the occasional look to see if he was still looking in my commission. But he must take in left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about aught in item as we ate our food and then continued on our way home.

It was half by 11 when we got back. We had left a light on so we could see our way in. Rosco our German police dog jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a quick shower daddy then I will give some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."Daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my night-robe, which buttoned all the way up to my cervix and came well below my genu, then donned my dressing night-robe. As I put the kettle on pop went up for his shower bath. Coming back down ten minutes later in his jammies, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

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

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

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

"Would you beware ? Just public treasury I fall asleep."

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

I got into bed and a moment later daddy 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 puff in the sound of his breathing. As I started to relax my thinker drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if dad was right. Not that it mattered of course because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder joint ? His helping hand wandering over my breasts sending chill all over my body. His hot kiss continued down, lower and low till he was gently kissing between my branch. My vagina hungry for Sir Thomas More I spread my legs for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric shock every meter his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approving and as the shocks got solid I started to arch my hips towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot seat. All the while his men were playing with my teat, now engorged and knockout to the touch. I put my hand on his oral sex and ran my finger's breadth through his hair.

The spirit in my stomach was like nothing I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to buss my belly button, my nipple and then my mouth I responded. I could sense his erecting knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a astute breath as it all felt so rattling. As he slid his wax 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 stronger until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awful sensation rose from the pit of my tum and as it reached my throat my eyes flew open.

In tally confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to hurl into me, smiling as he did so. The sexual climax didn't hold on one slight bit and as it exploded from my trunk I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his neck opening and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for greater penetration. My back arched in that foresightful desperate cry of shocking pleasure. As daddy thrust faster and harder so did I. papa let out a guttural consonant hissing phone as he raised himself up and his oculus looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his semen, his dad cum spout into his small girl. I knew it was improper but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my orgasm from doubling in volume at the feeling of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My sexual climax drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to sleep. cerebration of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden gentle wind."seminal fluid on sleepy brain it's ten o'clock."Daddy said.

As I opened my centre I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked pushed that thought right out of my head. I grabbed for the bedclothes to brood my body.

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

I was totally lost for run-in. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt sick. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the view. Still trying to deal myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my stomach churn. pop sat down in the armchair that we kept following to the huge sliding door that led to a balcony where you could seem 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 unsatisfied as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightgown rose gamey and gamey I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your paw went between your legs. 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 center and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and trust me I don't think you would have let me stop even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a consequence and if I was being fair with myself he was probably right.

pop 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 chance will do it again."And he was gone.

I would care to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't assist but think of that overpowering orgasm. That feeling of aggregate pleasure. And I searched hard for any sorrow 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 polar him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this break of the day that I would have no ruefulness. I thoroughly enjoyed you last Nox and, unless you say no, or tell apart me to stop, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your apparel ?"

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

"Your dress. 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 too soon age when daddy said do something you did it without query. I grabbed my things and followed him out the room access. We travelled for almost an hr in secretiveness and for the next two 60 minutes daddy took me from entrepot to store purchasing clothes I would never dreaming of buying. Ignoring any objection from me. The last shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a new girl who took my hand and led me into a cubicle in the book binding of the store.

"take me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. papa 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. How could you ?"

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

"You could have warned me. Do you get any idea how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a bloody Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the clock time we got home. I put the shopping suitcase on the settee and put the coffee on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."Come here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chairwoman and grabbed me by the hair's-breadth. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every adult female's job to be available to her man. It is every daughter's job to make her Padre 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. conduct your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to handle my body."bread and butter your branch at your side and reserve 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 coxa. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every inch of my consistency was electrified, shocks travelling down to that position between my legs. I shut my center and did everything I could to fight the feeling of rousing. By the time his script reached that trigon I was shaking, and to my add up overplus I was very wet.

He moved round to the battlefront and sat down. Running his hand over the tranquil tegument of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the overeat lips I let out a moan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your eubstance is made for joy, both to give and receive. You have a nice tight arse and your tits are declamatory and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never wear panties or a bra, and will only wear the apparel we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old dress again when microphone is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his digit over my swell puss, now he slid a finger in.

The feel of that penetration almost made my legs pass 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 finger's breadth inside me. His thumb was working on my button as he thrust his finger's breadth inside me. He was fucking me with his handwriting and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though final stage nighttime had broken the dam and sensations ran through my organic structure like flowing piss. He knew how close I was. I couldn't hide it as groan escaped my backtalk and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very bound, 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 for the first time mo his erection was seeable I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no mean value an expert on the sizing of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than microphone's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the 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 paw 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 admit that I felt quite proud that I had made my pappa grinning with pleasure. What came next was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"Open your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that dada would be wild so slowly I took that shaft into my mouth. Again pappa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my mouth trough I almost choked."breath around it. breathing spell through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further public treasury 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 promontory down ever further. He did this several times until finally his erecting was mysterious in my pharynx and my nose rubbed against his stomach. Once I was all the way in he pulled my promontory 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 well-off but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a patch. The taste of his juice was different and he started to lunge up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my head up and looked into my eyes. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed shock. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock 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 choice but to get down most of it but some ran out of my oral fissure and onto my Chin. I felt his body completely relax. 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."well done my girl. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few arcminute 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 implike smile buried his face between my legs. The onslaught of his tongue on my clit brought me straight back to the edge of sexual climax. My paw went to his head and urged him on to dandy efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my peg and out of my mouth in a tenacious wailing cry of rapture. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

dada pulled my legs up and made me hold them up with my hands. I was almost bent double. I could see his tool, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing fix. He looked at me as it brushed my twat lip. I knew, now was the clock time to pick out. 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 orgasm,"roll in the hay me daddy. prepare me yours."I whispered.

A foreign flavour of triumph crossed his aspect as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot kitty. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My climax flew back to aliveness 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 sinister muddle it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my climax, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another fingerbreadth joined and wormed its way around in circles. The whole combined feelings drove me almost to insanity. right field till the moment daddy pulled his putz out of my pussy and brushed it at the golf hole of my arse. My eyes flew undetermined. So widely it hurt. Daddy waited for a arcsecond and when I didn't say anything his throbbing cock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The pain was legal brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the coming that my pussy was still going through. Slowly dad pushed Sir Thomas More and more than of that hard appendage into my butt until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little young lady bum hole while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to shiver in musical rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the inconceivable happened. I orgasmed from my turncock 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 2nd warhead 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 stool was too hard against my saw rectum so I stood at the terrace door and sipped at my steaming cup, thinking about what had occurred.

I can't say I felt happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a amend Word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if cipher else. I now knew for sure that my sexual climax lowest dark was without uncertainty my number 1 and that mike would never be able to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start 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 faulty. 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 sound made me leap."How long was I asleep ?"

"Only a dyad of 60 minutes. Go and have a bathtub it will facilitate some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the door. No locked doorway 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 process you to dinner for being a good short 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 mordant flared doll with exposed toed heels. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a mixture of strange tone. The cleaning 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. individual who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally induce disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would puddle pa happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."dad said, smiling."Lift the doll 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."perfective tense. Now let's go and showing you to the world."

That brought about more mixed feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a little shame that I was on showing for all to see.

Over the next few mean solar day that fear and shame would almost completely go away. pappa used me in every way possible as often as potential. I was amazed at his toughness. He taught me how to walk and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the promenade so he could watch me from a distance. I have to hold I was turning heads 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 come than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my peg spread wide open fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my face or over my bosom. My linguistic communication had deteriorated to daddy's grade as well. But as I waved adios to him, his seminal fluid dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The business firm was empty, quiet. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some relief but well-nigh of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to aliveness. I went for a rain shower and put on a clit down dress. This was the one exclusion papa had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three button up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the rest off. Now the attire were low enough to show off my tit and split enough up the social movement to almost demonstrate off everything else, but for working around the house they were honest than my new clothes and a mediocre compromise daddy had said.

The residuum of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy had gone, I decided to let Rosco sleep upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since pa came so would study him for a walkway in the morning.

When I woke in the aurora I decided to wash away as much of the last few twenty-four hour period as potential by washing the bedclothes. While the washing machine did its body of work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the conditions was nice took the bedding out the side door to pay heed it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his slope room access puffing on a cigaret as usual. With his rightfield deal in his sack. I had seen him several times before but only now did I realise what his justly hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the foresighted I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to ca-ca a concerted effort to prepare my ramification move. I walked to the apparel phone line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my toilsome not to reckon at his deal and weakness miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to take care at him. I closed the door and put my back to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the spyglass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a mighty effect I don't know but I could feel my pussy getting wet. He was in all ways a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me thrill all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing twat. In the end I flopped down on the settle, closed my eyes, and allowed my finger's breadth to run down my body, undoing the wearing apparel as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my legs. I pictured daddy acting with me, fingering me and then kissing my pap, my navel, and on down to my clit. I spread my ramification wider to collapse him in effect admittance. I moaned with joy as his knife did its workplace. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could finger my orgasm rising rapidly, and then world hit me.

My optic flew candid to find Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juice flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to admit I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising demand. But no. Not like this. This was just too pervert. I spun round and dropped to my genu putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next import I felt a thud on my backbone as Rosco's front paw pushed me forward. His back peg now between my ramification I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a goad at my slit and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my motion and the next thing I knew his erect shaft was inside my throbbing hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck opening with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His dick just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my consistence. My coming again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him number, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first of all ejaculation was only pre come, but there was so lots of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something vainglorious than his erection pushing at my bitch gob. I could finger the immense size of it and was terrified it would shoot me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my puff up pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got bigger and crowing. That greyback was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the edge into a immense coming. He pumped faster and faster and my skunk went further and further away until I was completely lost in a successiveness of rapid fire orgasmic muscle spasm.

Finally Rosco fired his come into me, it poured from his swollen bollock like water from a tap I could feel it hitting my insides bang bang bang till finally he slowed down and came to a stoppage, his come running freely from my pussy and down my legs. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to pull out of my sopping mess he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his recession. 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 settee. My last thought before I fell into a ungratified eternal sleep was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

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

"How's my trivial 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 one-half at rest and the touch sensation of liquidity running down my pegleg was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"Good girl. Now when is Mike due place ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a little confused."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 study care baby girl."

Once again I felt the spate sticking to my stage and dress so decided to train a bath, and maybe try and class my head out.

I ran the bathing tub really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my sieve muscles and bruised cunt. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few day I just got more confused.

I should bear said no to my father fucking me. But without any reluctance 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 strict. That then of course brought my thinker to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to lap up and know a homo being. But thinking of how that long tongue had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the intellection of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different affair completely. Or was it. While my head said it was befoul and faulty. I couldn't deny the muscular climax he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not very much different to my founder using me as his harlot. Just more and more confusing.

I spent the relief 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 play along. I told him to bide but then I hesitated. A movie barb through my judgement of Rosco licking my twat while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't till I got to my bedroom that I realised that the litter was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean bedding 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 bankroll of thunder."Shit."I said"My washables is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white apparel from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the button. As I ran outside various thing became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my white 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 button at the navel.

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

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

Even though my head screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angry at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of thunder woke me out of my daze and the Shangri-la opened up. A alluvion of rain fell down on me. I took a dance step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too latterly. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his doorway Nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

wrath has always been a trouble for me. It makes me obstinate. I make rash determination. This metre was no skilful. It was his shift my washing was soaked. It was his demerit 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 bridge player on my articulatio coxae, which of course of instruction caused the hem of the top to unfold and put my pussy on wide-cut show. I undid the button 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 threshold which was still loose. I spread my peg wide and bent-grass over to give the drier room access. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no trouble ramming two finger up my mess. The abruptness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should have been a screeching surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his fingers into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my clit. He added another finger and with three fingers fucking me my consistency 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 cry"Get off me. You repulsive slight man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said zip, in fact I wanted to labor back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that punishing fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in hurting but in uncivilized clamant orgasm. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, venomous and hard.

His custody came round now and he grabbed both my nipple and pinched them as hard as he could and the galvanising shock joined with all those other tactile sensation pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, unable to support myself. Every sentence 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 wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to master my dead body in any way.

He made no strait. Not even when he finally shot his touchwood into me. Spurt after spurt of it till it ran down my stage. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless climax I slid down the tumble dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my sass and I willingly opened my oral fissure to take 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 face fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his hammer deep in my throat it was unsufferable to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no other way out but through my olfactory organ. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my cunt sass and poke, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the base and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the waiting room where I once again collapsed on the storey. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his stopcock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this theatre. 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 unaccented. I just lay my oral sex on the story and let him have his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so potent orgasm. This meter there was no worry getting his knot in and I smiled with superbia as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my cunt pussycat maw. The last matter I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist putz. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

More Abby soon