She struggled to break free of his hand, but he wasn’t going to let her go. She was too sweet-smelling and sweet-looking, and he wanted to bury his face in those big, round tits.

“How about a kiss for me?” Hank asked. “We could go sit in my truck and you could give me a kiss. Nobody would ever know. Just one little kiss, baby.”

“No,” she said.

“You don’t have any choice, Donna Joe,” Hank said softly.

She looked into his hard eyes and knew he was telling the truth. He was drunk and crazy, and she didn’t want to make him mad. He could tear her right in half with those powerful-looking hands of his.

“All right,” she said. “One kiss.”

He didn’t release her shoulder as he walked her out of the bar and across the dusty yard. Donna Joe could feel her heart pounding. Her knees felt weak.

“Here’s my truck,” Hank said as he opened the door. “Climb in.”

She climbed in, knowing she was giving Hank a good glimpse of her creamy thighs. She couldn’t keep her dress down. She slid across the seat quickly and tried the other door. It wouldn’t open and she heard him laugh.
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“There’s no use trying that door, honey,” Hank said. “It hasn’t been open in years.”

She turned to face him as he slipped into the seat beside her. His arms were muscular, as though he used them to pull a plow. His hands were rough and work-worn. He had a brutal look about him that scared her half to death.

“Now for that kiss,” he said.

She let him pull her against him, hoping she could get it over with quickly, but it wasn’t just one kiss. He kissed her mouth, cheeks and throat, then moved back to her rich, full lips again. Somehow he made her feel giddy. Finally he released her, but he looked a little angry.

“You’re not putting any heart into this, sugar,” Hank told her.

“You said one kiss.”

“Bitch!” Hank said.

Donna Joe looked up in surprise. She had never heard anyone call her that before. She suddenly knew that Hank had not brought her to his truck for just one kiss. He wanted all she had to give.

He pulled her into his arms again, this time crushing her against him so tightly that it brought tears to her eyes. He kissed her mouth, and then her throat. He moved his lips back to hers and stabbed his tongue into her mouth. He pushed his tongue in and out of her mouth until someone pounded on the truck window.

“Damn you, you silly fucking bastard!” Glenn Donald yelled through the glass. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Don’t worry about me,” Hank said. “When I’m finished I’ll let you have seconds.”

Glenn sadly shook his head as Hank turned back to Donna Joe, who was crazy with panic. She clawed at his face with her fingernails and tried to bite his hands. She could hear him laughing as he pinned her to the seat and put his hand on her bare knee. He squeezed it gently and she felt her flesh crawl.

“That’s the way to fight back, baby,” Hank said. “You just keep doing that. I like it when you fight.”

His clammy hand continued to squeeze her knee and make her feel creepy. It grew worse when his hand slipped higher up her leg until he was touching her creamy thighs. She struggled and screamed but he still wouldn’t release her.

“Open your legs,” he told her softly. “I want to know what your sweet pussy feels like. Open your Goddamned cunt-licking legs!”

His fingers gripped her thighs as he ****** her legs apart, then touched the sensitive mound of her cunt. She tried to twist her body, but it was too late to escape that hand. He was touching her secret place, the place no hand but her own had ever touched!

“That feels good, baby,” he said. “You ever play with yourself?”

“Oh no,” she groaned. “Oh please let me go. Oh please!”

“Shut the fuck up!” he said. “I’m not hurting you. I’m tired of hearing you whine!”

He sounded violent, and that frightened her even more. She was making him angry, and that wasn’t what she’d wanted to do. She searched her mind frantically, trying to find a way out, but could think of nothing.

She had to do what he wanted. She had heard other girls talk about it, and knew it would hurt. She also knew she would never again be the same but there was nothing she could do to protect her virginity.

“All right,” she said softly. “I’m not going to fight you any more.”

“Now you’re being smart,” Hank said. “Who knows? You might even enjoy it.”

Hank saw her start to relax and knew she understood that he meant what he said. She wasn’t going to get away until she gave him what he wanted. He grinned. He could feel his balls burning, hot and ready for action.

“Okay, honey,” Hank said. “Take off your dress. Take it off and let me see that pretty body.”

Her hands trembled as she undid the buttons of her dress and pulled it off. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, but was hesitant about dropping it.

“Take the damn thing off,” Hank said.

He reached for her again and she quickly pulled the bra away from her big, round tits. She’d never worn a training bra. Her breasts had always been big, round and perfect, which was why men looked at her the way they did.

She felt herself blush all over as Hank took a good, long look at her tits.

“Christ Jesus!” he said. “Those are about the best-looking things I’ve seen in a long time.”

Donna Joe wanted badly to hide her tits behind her hands, but she didn’t dare. She sat quietly while Hank greedily eyed her luscious flesh. She tried to blank out all feeling but soon her nipples began to harden. She told herself it was the night air, but couldn’t understand the sensation of butterflies in her belly.

“Shit,” Hank said. “I’ve got to have a taste of those sweet things.”

Hank pushed her head against the seat and dropped his own to her big tits. As his lips touched her she felt a burning sensation she’d never felt before. Hank sucked her big nipple into his mouth and rolled it beneath his hot tongue, and another hot sensation went down her spine.

“All the women like the way I do them,” Hank said. “They go crazy when I start tongue-kissing them.”

She tried to control the feelings as Hank put his tongue back to her nipple, but he aroused her. She couldn’t help herself. He was doing crazy things to her. His tongue burned and sent tingling sensations through her body. She even felt a hot wetness spread between her legs.

“Oh my God,” she whispered.

She stroked his head as he sucked more of her hot flesh into his mouth. He put both of his rough hands on her soft thighs and stroked them gently. She didn’t try to stop bun. No longer did he have to use threats of violence to make her do as he wanted. His hot, wet mouth planted on her titties was enough to do the job.

Hank raised his head. There was a lustful, crazy look on his face. “I knew you were a hot piece. I knew you’d be a hot piece of ass!”

His big hands slipped underneath the flimsy material of her panties. She shivered as his fingers rubbed the hot flesh between her legs. His fingertips grazed her curly cunt hairs, and she knew he could feel the moisture.

She was helpless as he gripped her panties and rolled them down her long, shapely legs. He ****** her legs apart and she knew he was looking at the plump, excited lips of her cunt mound.

She was so confused. She knew she should feel ashamed of the way she was acting, but she also knew she couldn’t deny the hunger that was growing in her: a hunger to find out what it was like to be a woman.

“I know what you want, sugar,” Hank said.

In the quiet of the truck she heard the sound of his zipper, and knew that there was no turning back. She would never be able to stop Hank from doing as he wanted, and she wasn’t sure that she wanted to stop him.

“Hold it,” Hank said. He took her hand and placed it against his hot, throbbing cock. This was the first time she had ever felt a rigid prick. She felt the hotness against her fingertips and knew that it wouldn’t be long before he stabbed it into her.

“Wrap your fingers around it, cunt,” Hank told her. “Hold it tight. Hold the fucking thing as tight as you can!”

She wrapped her fingers around the stiff cock and held it as tightly as he wanted. Suddenly her hand felt wet, warm and sticky, and she realized that his pre-come was leaking out over her fingers.

“Oh God,” Hank groaned. “You’ve got sweet fingers, baby. I bet your cunt’s going to feel fantastic.”

Hank made her move her hand. He made her squirm around in the seat until he had found a comfortable position. She was aware that his friend was still standing at the window, watching them. He was no longer trying to stop Hank, and his face was red with excitement.

“Spread your legs, pretty pussy,” Hank said. “I’m going to make a woman out of you.”

His words echoed her own feelings. She was frightened, but she wanted what he was going to give her. She shivered as she felt his bulbous cockhead press against her inner thighs. He was still leaking, and she felt a wetness against her legs.

She gasped when she felt his thick knob push against her sensitive cunt lips. His clothes scratched her as he stretched out on top of her. She felt his work shirt rub against her tits, his big, wide chest pressing them flat.

She wished he had taken the time to strip off his clothes. Somehow it seemed obscene when his big prick stuck out of the front of his open trousers.

“Do you feel this, baby?” Hank asked.

She forgot all of her shame as she felt the thick cockhead stretch her pussy lips. Suddenly his pulsating prick was just barely inside of her. She had never felt anything like it before. His prick was so big and hot, and she had expected it to hurt. So far there was no pain, only a delicious feeling of being filled by something stiff and hot.

“You’re a hot cunt,” Hank said. “You really like it, don’t you? You really like having your cunt fucked!”

She didn’t answer him. She only twisted beneath him as more of his thick meat slipped into her cunt. He felt the resistance of her virgin wall, but it didn’t stop him. A sudden, sharp pain came over her as he stabbed his prick though her virgin pussy wall.

The pain didn’t last long as he pushed his cock all the way into her cunt.

“It doesn’t hurt,” she sobbed. “Oh my God, it doesn’t hurt. It feels good!”

She moaned and writhed beneath him, and she knew that she surprised him with her passion. She didn’t care. His big, throbbing cock felt so good!

He began to fuck her. He pulled his cock half out of her and then slammed it back into her again. The sweet sensation of his hot prick filling her felt better than anything she had ever known. Every time his hot meat rubbed her excited clit she could feel shivers going up her spine.

“You sweet bitch,” Hank groaned. “You sweet hot bitch. I love your cunt! I love your hot cunt!”

It felt so good that she wanted it to last forever, but her tightly gripping pussy walls were too much for Hank. She felt him gasping for breath as he began to stab his prick into her as fast as he could.

“Not yet,” she whispered frantically. “Oh God, not yet!” She hardly thought about what she was saying as she wrapped her arms around his broad back and pulled him tighter. She only knew that she didn’t want him to stop, not yet. It felt too good and she knew that something was happening to her. If only he would wait a few minutes longer…

“You crazy bitch,” Hank groaned. “I’ve never felt this hot before! You Goddamn cock-sucking bitch!”

Donna Joe felt him slip his broad hands underneath her butt. His hands roughly gripped her asscheeks and he lifted her off the seat. She gasped as she felt his swollen knob slide farther into her. It felt like it was going clear into her belly!

“Sweet bitch,” he groaned. “Oh, you sweet Goddamned bitch. You’re making me come! You’re making me fucking come! Oh, you sweet, sucking bitch! BITCH!”

Though it had never happened to her before, she knew what was about to occur as she felt his cockhead swell inside of her. She felt his fingers dig into her asscheeks and she tried to move as his hands directed her. She groaned as she felt the first hot spurt of his creamy jism.

It was happening too soon! She knew something was happening in her body. She didn’t know what it was, but she knew that it felt delicious. If only he had lasted a little while longer.

“Ohhhh,” she sobbed softly as she felt his prick start to deflate, and slide out of her. She felt him wiping his come-tipped prick against her belly, but then he suddenly climbed out of the truck.

She felt angry at him. He had not satisfied her.

He had raped her but he had not satisfied. It wasn’t fair!

“It’s your turn, Glenn,” Hank said loudly. “I said that I’d save you seconds.”

That was when Donna Joe remembered the other man.

CHAPTER TWO

Glenn Donald was smaller than his friend, and he was scared. He could think of a thousand reasons why he shouldn’t climb into the truck with the young girl. There was only one reason why he should get into the truck: he was horny as hell. His balls felt heavy as he stated at the lush body of the sweet girl. She no longer looked innocent. She no longer looked frightened.

Her eyes almost begged him to get into the truck with her. She moved around on her ass and her legs opened. He could see the red lips of her cunt and even the pearly drops of his friend’s come.

“Go on,” Hank urged him. “You know you want it. Get in there and grab a piece of that.”

Glenn couldn’t help himself. He had to have a piece of that sweet-looking cunt. His cock had nearly torn an opening in his trousers. To hell with what might happen! The little bitch had enjoyed it and she wanted his cock. He would damn sure give her what she needed.

“That’s the boy,” Hank said, laughing as he shoved Glenn toward the truck. “She’s hot for it. Give her six inches of hot meat. She’s good and tight. I promise you that!”

Glenn tore at his clothes as he climbed into the cab of the truck. He took her hand and pressed it flat against his crotch.

She didn’t act innocent. Her fingers rubbed the front of his trousers, and he felt his prick getting stiff.

“You cunt,” Glenn said as he unzipped his trousers. He ****** her to put her hand inside the opening, and felt her slender fingers lace around his cock.

“Ahhhhh,” he groaned softly. “That’s it, sugar. You know what to do with a prick.”

Glenn hurriedly unbuckled his belt so that he could slide his trousers down his legs. He had to work to pull his shorts over his thick, pulsating cock. The little bitch was really going after his meat, sighing as she wrapped one hand around the thickness of his cock and used her other to caress his balls.

“Sweet little thing,” Glenn said softly. “I bet you’ve never really had a good look at a man’s cock!”

“No,” she admitted.

“I’m going to give you a really close look,” Glenn said. “A really good look.”

Donna Joe didn’t know what he meant until she felt his hand on her head. He took a thick handful of her blonde hair and gently pulled, and she realized that he wanted her to kiss his swollen prick.

“I don’t think I can do that,” she said.

“You’ll do it,” Glenn said, “or I won’t give you my cock, and that’s what you want most of all. My hot cock in your pussy!”

What he said was the truth — Donna Joe would give almost anything to have his thick prick in her pussy. She wanted to know what else would happen, and she wanted those good feelings again. She wanted to feel it all.

“All right,” she said. “What do you want me to do?”

“Just lick the head first,” Glenn told her. “Lick it like you’d lick an ice cream cone.”

She was frightened again but there was nothing else she could do. She hesitantly licked the tip of his bloated cock and tasted the salty flavor of a man’s come. She licked it again, slowly and gently, covering the entire head of his cock with her saliva.

“Now the sides of it,” Glenn moaned. He leaned back to allow her to reach it easily. “Lick all over my cock. Your tongue feels good as shit!”

She held his prick to one side and began to lick down the soft underside. Her hair fell in her face as she licked all the way down to his balls, covering the swollen nuts with her saliva.

She had to admit that there was something exciting about licking his cock. It made her pussy hot and wet.

She licked all over his big, throbbing prick until he gasped with excitement. He gripped her head roughly and pulled her lips to the bloated crown.

“Take it in your mouth,” he said roughly. “Suck it!”

She was hesitant but felt him grip her tighter, hurting her. She opened her mouth and took the entire swollen crown between her lips. It was exciting. She’d never felt so much power inside herself. This man belonged to her as long as she kept her mouth on his hot prick.

“Jesus,” Glenn moaned. “What a sweet bitch. Now suck it, bitch. Suck it!”

She’d never in her life sucked a man’s cock, but wanted to satisfy his hunger. She slid her lips down farther on his fleshy pole, feeling the throbbing head against her tongue. More of his come juice leaked into her mouth. She sucked it deeper and felt the swollen knob against the back of her throat.

“Shit,” Glenn groaned. “You’ve got it in your mouth now. Oh shit!”

She knew that what she was doing was obscene, but she was enjoying herself. She began to bob her head, using her tongue against his excited flesh as she slid her lips up and down his cock.

“My balls, bitch,” Glenn said. “Play with my balls!”

She had never known such heat could exist between a pair of legs. She moved her hand up his thighs and used her fingertips to gently caress his swollen balls. She moved her head faster and felt him jerk her head roughly.

She felt his cockhead grow, larger and knew it would be only moments before he would come in her mouth. She wondered what it would be like to have a man shoot his come in her mouth. She knew of girls who said they had been fucked, but she’d never known one who’d actually sucked a man’s cock.

She looked forward to the moment when he would shoot his wad into her mouth and sucked faster and harder, using her tongue to caress every part of his cock she could reach. She gulped down a single thick drop of cream.

Then he pulled his cock from her mouth. She looked at him with begging eyes, but he wanted something else. He pushed her back into the seat.

“Spread those legs, you little cunt!” Glenn roared. “You sweet bitch, I’m going to fuck you to death!”

Donna Joe suddenly knew that she wasn’t going to be satisfied this time either. Glenn was too damned excited. She had taken him to the edge with her lips and tongue, his cock like a river about to burst through a dam. There was nothing she could do to control his excitement.

She gasped as he powerfully drove his cock between her legs. His prick felt bigger than Hank’s, and Glenn was using it like some kind of weapon. He started to pound his cock in and out of her hot cunt as fast as he could.

“Ohhhh,” Donna Joe whispered. “Oh, not so fast. Slow down, please slow down!”

“You cunt!” Glenn said savagely. “I thought you were sweet, but you’re a cunt! Just a hole for a man to stick his cock into! Just a fucking cunt!”

He was telling the truth — she felt like a cunt. She could only think about the aching, wet hole between her legs. She’d never thought that fucking could feel this good.

“Oh skit, baby,” Glenn grunted. “Shit!”

She felt the delicious hunger grow in her body, but knew that Glenn wasn’t going to last long enough to satisfy her. Both men had been just too excited. She understood that, but it didn’t make her feel any better.

“You cunt,” Glenn groaned. “You fucking hole, I’m going to shoot my wad! I’m going to shoot my fucking wad! Oh Jesus, you CUUUNNNNT!”

She screamed as she felt him jab deeply into her pussy, and then felt the hot squirting sensation of his come cream. He drove into her a few more times before his swollen prick got a little soft.

She wiggled against him, trying to keep his cock in her for as long as she could, but she couldn’t. She felt the wetness as his prick slowly pulled out of her cunt.

“Oh God,” she said, her voice expressing agony.

There was no shame in her. She had just been fucked by two men and knew she wouldn’t have refused a dozen more had they been there. She would have done anything to scratch the itchy hunger in her pussy.

“All right, baby,” Glenn said. “Go ahead and dress.”

She reached for his limp cock, her slim fingers circling around it. Her hand moved up and dawn.

“What the hell is the matter with you?” Glenn asked. He looked shocked as he jerked her away from his cock. “Didn’t you get enough?”

“Please,” she said. “I just want it a little longer. Just a little longer. Please.”

“I’ll be Goddamned,” Glenn said, shaking his head. “You are a cunt, aren’t you? And I thought you looked so sweet. I was worried about touching virgin stuff.”

Glenn dressed quickly and got out of the truck. His friend Hank came out of the truck stop with a can of beer in his hand. He was grinning.

“Was it good?” Hank asked.

“Fuck yes,” Glenn answered. He took the beer from Hank and drank deeply. “Hell, I never would have believed it. She’s like a wild animal when you get her going.”

“I told you,” Hank said. “I sure can pick up the sweet-feeling ones.”

Donna Joe realized that the two men were finished with her. They had used her like an animal, and now they stood outside the truck bragging about their conquest. They weren’t worried about how she felt, how she had been left unsatisfied.

“Get out of the fucking truck,” Glenn said.

She quickly gathered her clothes and dressed, then slipped out of the truck and stood on trembling legs. She felt used, but that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that she knew she would get right back into the truck if either of them asked her to. She was still hot and ready.

Hank pushed her against the truck and cupped her titties with his rough hands, only this time it wasn’t a caress. He almost hurt her, and his eyes looked ugly. She tried not to scream out in pain, because she knew that would make him angry.

“Bitch,” Hank said softly. “You enjoyed it. You enjoyed having cock. Tell me the truth.”

“Yes,” she admitted.

“Then I don’t want you to ever tell anybody about what happened or I’ll find you and I’ll start breaking your bones. Do you want me to break your bones?”

“No,” she moaned. He really was hurting her now.

“Then you remember what I told you. Nobody must ever know or you’ll be in a world of shit. Just keep your cunt mouth closed. Keep it closed.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Anything you say.”

Hank grinned as he released her, and gave her a hard slap on the asscheeks. The slap brought tears to her eyes. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry, but she couldn’t hide it.

“Now get the fuck out of here,” Hank told her. “Take off, and remember what I told you.”

“I’ll remember,” Donna Joe said softly.

CHAPTER THREE

Donna Joe barely stopped long enough to speak to her mother as she hurried through the big kitchen to the stairs. She took the steps two at a time, then closed and locked her bedroom door behind her. She panted as she stripped her dress over her head and quickly took off the rest of her clothes.

She had played with herself before but had never been this hot. She could hardly stand the sensation of heat on the insides of her creamy thighs.

She fell down on her bed and rolled over on her stomach, then lifted her ass slightly and slipped one hand underneath her. She easily found the plump cunt lips with her fingertips.

“Ahhhhhh,” she said softly as she slipped three fingers into her wet, burning cunt.

God, it feels good, she thought as her fingers moved around in the tightness of her cunt, but it didn’t feel good enough. What she needed was a good stiff cock to fill her cunt, the same way her pussy had been filled earlier that evening. If only the two men could have satisfied her… but there was no use dreaming. Her working fingers only made her hotter without bringing her any satisfaction.

She sighed. She thought that maybe a good, long shower would help. She felt a little lifeless as she went into the bathroom and turned on the cold water. She stayed under the water for a long time, and was clean and sweet-smelling when she finally got out.

But the water hadn’t helped the itch between her thighs, and she still needed satisfaction: a good, stiff cock — any cock. She needed to have her pussy hole filled before she went crazy.

She couldn’t understand what was wrong with her. She had never been this way before. Sure, she had thought of boys, but never of cocks before. She had never been filled with thoughts of long, hard cocks. Jesus, what was the matter with her?

She heard the front door open, then her father’s loud voice and her mother’s complaining tone. The usual fight had started, and Donna Joe knew the argument would last a long time. The usual thing would happen next: he would take her upstairs. Donna Joe would then hear the sighs and the creaking of the old bedsprings. Her father was often horny when he came home from a heavy night of drinking.

Donna Joe put on her nightgown and wrapped a robe around herself. She hated to go downstairs but she thought that a cold drink and television might help her.

She was nearly downstairs when she realized that this argument sounded more serious than the usual ones did.

“Goddamn it, woman,” her father yelled. “I don’t have to explain myself to you!”

“What do you think I am?” her mother said coldly. “Do you think I’m an idiot? I know you’ve been out with that Taylor woman again. You go out with her and she won’t let you have any and then you come home to me. Well, I’m not going to stand for it any longer.”

“What the fuck do you intend doing about it?” her father asked.

“I don’t know,” her mother answered, “but I know one thing. You won’t be welcome in my bedroom tonight.”

Donna Joe’s mother sobbed as she ran up the stairs. Her mother hardly glanced at Donna Joe, and she felt a little shaken but still wanted a cold drink.

She found her father leaning against the kitchen sink. She had been around her father many times but had never before noticed how big and powerful-looking he was. His strong, hairy hands gasped a beer.

“Where the hell you been tonight?” her father asked.

Donna Joe saw that his mood was very ugly. There was no point in trying to explain that she had only been out to look for him. He wouldn’t understand that, and his mood would only get uglier.

“No place,” Donna Joe answered.

“Shit,” her father said. “I bet you been out with some boy. What’s his name?”

“I haven’t been out with any boy,” she said.

“You Goddamn lying bitch!”

She wasn’t prepared for the fist he suddenly swung at her. He hit her on the side of the head and sent her sprawling on the hard kitchen floor. She saw him standing over her, slowly taking off his thick belt.

“Please,” she whispered. “Oh please don’t hurt me.”

“You bitch. You lying bitch. You were out with some young stud. Tell me the truth!”

“Oh no!” she screamed. She scrambled off the floor and ran from him, running for her life. She knew he meant to hurt her. She tripped on the rug in the living room and fell forward, and felt the stinging slap of the belt.

“Please don’t,” she begged. “Oh please!”

He kept hitting her as she tried to get away from him. She was breathing quickly as her robe tore open. Her big tits rose and fell beneath her thin gown.

She backed up against the couch and found she could go no further. She held her head down, expecting the blows, but suddenly her father stopped hitting her. She looked up and saw him staring at her. He licked his lips and stared at her the same way Glenn and Hank had started earlier.

It didn’t make any difference that he was her father. She felt the hot ***** boiling in her body, and felt the same wet warmth between her creamy thighs. She had no panties on and knew he could see almost all of her lush young body through the sheerness of her gown.

She experienced a moment of shyness and started to pull her robe together, but his thick hand stopped her.

“No,” he said. “I want to look.”

She was frightened, but she was also hot as hell. She couldn’t help herself. She reached up and touched his strong thigh, and she felt him shiver.

“Goddamn,” he said. “I think you’re hot for it.”

He didn’t seem to be worried by the fact that she was his daughter. He kneeled beside her and put his hand on one of her big, round tits. He squeezed gently and a look of excitement flooded his face. He grinned like a small ***** holding a toy.

“You’re beautiful, baby,” he told her. “You’re beautiful.”

She didn’t try to stop him as he used his other hand to pull up the bottom of her gown. He slipped it off of her creamy body and made her bend her head. In a moment he had her completely naked and lying on her back on the carpet.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. “You’re so Goddamned beautiful.”

She could smell the beer on his breath as he bent his head to her perfect tits. It was almost like it had been in the truck, except this time it was even more delicious. This time it was her father who was doing those wonderful things to her.

She sighed in pleasure as she felt his tongue move around one of her big nipples. She felt her nipple grow hard and wet under the heat of his mouth. She arched her back and pushed more of her tit into his mouth.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned softly. “Oh, that feels sweet. That feels so nice!”

Her father knew what he was doing with his mouth and his free hands. In moments he had her moaning with passion, and had her at the point of begging him to do things to her she didn’t have to beg though. She felt his mouth leave her tits and move down her soft belly to the fringe of her cunt hair. He put his rough hands on her tits and began massaging them while he moved his head between her legs.

“Oh Daddy,” she moaned, wiggling with the pleasure he was giving her. “Daddy!”

There was something so wicked, so exciting about having her daddy’s head between her legs. She spread her thighs wider and reached for the back of his head. She pulled his face closer to her moist cunt and felt his tongue stab deeply between her cunt lips.

“Oh my God!” she gasped.

Then his tongue rubbed her hard clit and she knew she was going to go opt of her mind. She felt a hard knot in her stomach and knew she was going to be taken all the way. Her father knew how to use his mouth.

“Daddy,” she moaned. “I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock when I come!”

He raised his head and he grinned in a drunken way. For the first time she realized that he was too drunk to care about what he was doing. He might be sorry later on, since he usually did feel sorry after one of his drunks… if he remembered what he’d done.

She couldn’t feel sorry for him though. She wanted his big dick inside of her. He had started to strip out of his clothes but wasn’t fast enough, so she helped him with the buttons and then quickly tore at his zipper. Her hand slipped inside and she found that he wasn’t wearing shorts. Her hand immediately closed around his hot, throbbing cock.

“Christ,” he moaned. “Let me take my trousers off.”

She could hardly wait. He took her hand and held it while he finished pulling down his trousers. She had never thought she’d feel this way about a man’s cock, and had certainly not thought of a hard prick as being beautiful. But it was beautiful: a jutting sword of flesh with a red, bloated head that was tipped with come. It was a very beautiful fuck tool.

She wanted to kiss it but her father couldn’t wait. He pushed her back on the rug and knelt between her legs. She felt his stiff cockhead against her cunt.

“Put it in,” she sobbed. “Oh, put that big fucking thing in my cunt!”

Glenn and Hank had taught her well. They had turned her into a wild, sex-crazy fuck machine, and now she was crazy for her father’s big cock.

Her father moved slowly, and she felt the bloated, rubbery head slipping between her cunt lips. She moved her ass frantically, trying to make him move faster.

“Fuck me,” she groaned. “Oh fuck me! Oh, put your cock in my pussy!”

This time she was completely filled. Her father drew his cock half put of her and then brutally slammed it all the way into her hot hole. She screamed in pleasure as she felt his stiff prick fill her cunt.

“You little bitch,” her father grunted. “You’re tight as shit! You’re a fucking tight-twatted little cunt.”

“Fuck me, Daddy!” she screamed. “Fuck me good and hard! I need it so much!”

Her father was as adept with his cock as he was with his hands and mouth. He began to fuck her slowly, drawing his prick in and out of her in a way that made her feel every inch. Somehow he also rubbed his cock against her hard little clit, sending spasms of pleasure up her back.

“Harder,” she moaned. “Oh harder!”

Her father drew his cock out completely. He lifted her legs, and suddenly she found herself in the dirtiest position she’d ever been in: her legs were pressed up over her head so that her hot cunt was openly exposed.

“What a pretty little hole,” her father said.

She felt his weight on top of her, then felt the wonderful sensation of his hard cock going in her. This time it felt like his cock went all the way into her belly. She could almost taste his prick in her mouth.

“You are a fucking tight little bitch,” he told her. “You’re tighter than shit!”

Her father started to move a little faster. His big prick went deeper with each powerful stroke. She could feel the rubbery cockhead rub the inside of her cunt walls each time he drove into her.

“Oh Jesus,” she said. “Daddy! You’re making me feel so nice!”

She scratched his broad shoulders like a frenzied animal as she felt the heat growing in her body. Her father laughed with joy as he fucked her savagely.

He took his hard cock out of her again and she protested, but he didn’t quit for long. He made her turn over on her belly and he reached around and underneath to grasp her big tits. He held them tight as he drove his cock into her cunt from behind.

This was a different feeling and she couldn’t contain her excitement. She began to move her ass wildly in rhythm to his thrusting cock.

“Oh shit,” he moaned. “Shit, you feel good!”

“Give it to me, Daddy,” she groaned. “Give it to me good!”

She heard the footsteps on the stairs but didn’t care — she was too hot to care. She could feel the knot in her belly start to explode. This time it was going to happen to her! This time she was going to be satisfied!

“Daddy!” she screamed. “Daddy, oh Daddy! I’m going to come! Christ, I’m going to come! Daddy, I feel so strange! It’s happening to me. AGGGHHHHHHH!”

It was better than, she’d even dreamed. She felt the wet warmth spread through her body, and felt the pleasure spasm coursing from her cunt.

“Oh Daddy,” she groaned. “I feel so good! I can feel you getting bigger. Shoot your come in me, Daddy! Oh, please, shoot all your come in my pussy!”

He squeezed her tits harder and she felt his cock growing bigger and harder. Then the first hot squirt of his jism spurted into her cunt.

“Shit, baby,” her father groaned. “Shit, you feel so good. I’m going to blow your ass in half! Oh shit. SHIITTT!”

She’d never felt so delicious as she did right then. She loved the feeling of his jism pumping into her. She had forgotten the footsteps she’d heard earlier on the stairway, but remembered very suddenly when she heard her mother’s yoke.

“What the Goddamn hell are you doing?”

She heard her father sigh as he slowly pulled his hot cock out of her cunt. He didn’t seem worried. He looked over at his wife with a wide grin while Donna Joe reached for her nightgown and robe.

“What the fuck does it look like I’m doing?” he asked. “I’m dipping my wick!”

“My own daughter,” her mother said. “With my own daughter! What kind of animal are you?”

“I’m an animal with a hard dick that you wouldn’t take care of for me,” he said.

“You fucking bastard!” she screamed.

Donna Joe had never seen her mother like this. She was one mad woman. She was normally an attractive woman, but now she looked deadly as she walked toward them. Donna Joe expected her mother to come after her father, but her mother turned on her with a fury that was completely unexpected.

“You little bitch!” her mother said. “You were trying to steal my husband. My husband. You young bitch! You think all you got to do is spread your legs. Goddamn you! I’ll teach you what a woman can do. A real woman!”

Everything had suddenly turned crazy in Donna Joe’s world. She couldn’t believe that it was her own mother who suddenly tore off her clothes. She noticed then that her mother still had a beautifully formed body, and her big tits stood firm and proud.

“I’ll show you what a woman can do,” she said.

Donna Joe’s mother turned her attention back to her father. The shapely older woman pushed him back on the rug and kneeled beside him. She held her, hair back as she bent her head over the half-limp cock.

Donna Joe was both fascinated and shocked by what happened next. She never imagined that her mother would do anything like that. Sure, she fucked. A woman was supposed to do that for her husband, but not suck cock!

Donna Joe heard her father groan as her mother took the entire length of his cock into her mouth. Donna Joe couldn’t have taken that much of his cock into her mouth. Somehow her mother seemed to be swallowing the whole damn thing!

“Shit, baby,” her father said. “Shit, that’s nice. Nobody can suck cock like you.”

Donna Joe couldn’t turn her head away. She had never seen anything so obscene and yet so exciting. Her mother made loud sucking noises as she worked over his stiffening tool. Her head began to bob very quickly as her fingers slipped up his strong-looking thighs to play with his big balls.

“Shit, babe,” her father moaned. “Suck it. Suck it good. Suck my come out!”

Her father put both of his hands on the back of her mother’s head and began to guide the up-and-down movements of her head. Donna Joe saw the end of his cock slip in and out of her mother’s round mouth.

“Shit,” her father said. “I’m going to blow it in your mouth. I’m going to blow your Goddamn head off, bitch! Silt, it’s going to fill your mouth! Shit, it feels good! SO GOOD!”

Donna Joe could see her mother’s mouth work as she started to gobble down her father’s come. Donna Joe felt her heart pound loudly.

Then her mother raised her head and looked at Donna Joe with smiling eyes. “See there, bitch,” she said. “I showed you what a real woman can do. Just because you can spread your legs don’t mean a Goddamn thing!”

Donna Joe watched her mother lick away the last traces of hot come on her lips, as her father started to snore. Mother and daughter had wiped him out.

“Now get the fuck put of my house,” her mother said.

Donna Joe couldn’t believe what she had heard. “What?” she asked timidly.

“I said get the hell out of my house,” her mother repeated. “I don’t want some young cunt around my house shaking her big tits in my husband’s face. I don’t need that kind of shit. Now get the fuck out of my house! Get your clothes and get out!”

“But where will I go?” Donna Joe asked. “What will happen to me?”

“I don’t give a damn,” her mother said. “Just grab your clothes and get out. Now!”

“But mother?” Donna Joe protested. She was frightened. She didn’t want to leave the only home she’d ever known. She was just a *****. “I’m afraid!”

“There’s no reason for you to be afraid,” Donna Joe’s mother told her harshly. “Use your cunt. Find yourself a man to take care of you. Use your cunt! I saw you. You know what to do with that hot hole between your legs. Use it!”

Donna Joe saw that her mother really meant it, and there was no use in trying to argue. Her mother meant for her to get out. Donna Joe sadly walked upstairs to pack.

CHAPTER FOUR

Donna Joe couldn’t believe all the things that had happened to her in such a short time. A few hours ago she had been a happy, virginal young girl. Now her virginity was gone. She had fucked her father, and her mother had kicked her out of the house.

Now she had no money, and she didn’t know where she could go.

It started to rain.

She almost broke down into team when she noticed headlights on the dirt road near her former home. She waited as a truck pulled up and stopped beside her, and knew who it was then. Edward Cross was one of her father’s friends. He was a skinny, elderly man with lecherous eyes. Suddenly Donna Joe knew how she was going to survive for a few days.

“Donna Joe!” Edward said with surprise. “What are you doing out here in the rain?”

“I’m leaving home,” Donna Joe told him.

“But I don’t understand,” he said. “Why would you want to leave home this time of night?”

Donna Joe didn’t want to explain, so she leaned closer to the truck. She knew he was trying to look down the front of her loose dress, so she gave him plenty to look at. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her big tits nearly fell out of the low-cut top.

She remembered all of the times she’d caught him looking at her, and she knew what he’d been thinking: he wanted to get into her panties.

Tonight she was going to give him that chance. After all, hadn’t her mother told her that she would have to use her cunt?

Edward coughed and tried to look away but couldn’t. His eyes practically popped out of his head. He suddenly started to sweat and had to shift his position.

“Would you help me?” she asked him.

“Help you do what?” he asked.

“It’s raining and I don’t have any place to go tonight. Would you help me?”

“Ummmm,” he said. “Yes. That is, I suppose, I guess it would be all right.”

“Oh, thank you,” she said. She put her arms around his neck and hugged him, knowing he could feel the snug pressure of her big tits against his arm. She was making him as nervous as hell, and that was just the way she wanted him.

She ran around the front of his truck and opened the other door. She slid beside him and intentionally let her dress slide halfway up her thighs. Edward took one long look and coughed again.

“I really appreciate this, Mr. Cross,” Donna Joe told him. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along.”

“I can’t understand why your father would let you out this time of night,” he said.

“It’s a long story,” Donna Joe said. “I really don’t want to talk about it. Ummmmm, would you look at that rain. I’m glad I’m not out there now.”

She leaned forward and her skirt slid higher up her creamy thighs, almost to her crotch. Edward nearly drove the truck off the road, and she couldn’t help giggling.

“Here we are finally,” Edward said. “I didn’t know the rain was going to be this bad.” He parked the truck and they hurried into the small, comfortable-looking house. It wasn’t large, but Edward had no family so he didn’t need a big place. There was a fire blazing in the living room and Donna Joe knelt beside it.

“Ummm,” she moaned. “This feels good. I didn’t realize how cold I was.”

“Good thing I lit that before I left,” he said. “You might think about getting out of those wet things.”

She turned her head toward him and saw the glint of lust in his eyes. There was never going to be a better time than that moment, she knew. Edward wasn’t drunk, and he wouldn’t be as easy as her father had been. She would have to shock him before she could touch his cock.

“All right,” Donna Joe said.

She saw his eyes widen as she stripped her dress over her head with one quick motion. She wore nothing but her flimsy panties and he nearly choked as he stared at her big tits, flat belly and creamy thighs.

She knew he was seeing something he’d often dreamed about. She had shocked him senseless, and it wouldn’t be hard to get him to do anything she wished.

“I guess I should get out of these too,” she said, fingering the tops of her panties.

“You shouldn’t,” he said.

“You don’t want me to?”

“It’s not right,” he said. “It’s not good!”

“Do you think it’s better for me to stand here and catch cold?” she asked.

“Of course not!”

“Then I’ll take these off,” she said.

He was red-faced and confused as she pushed her wet panties down her shapely legs. When she was completely naked he couldn’t take his eyes off her, and he rubbed himself between his legs.

“Maybe you should undress too,” she suggested.

“In front of you?” he asked. “Why not? It’s not fair that I should be the only one around here without any clothes on.”

He trembled and she knew she’d have to help, so she moved across the room to him. She took his hand and placed it on one of her round breasts. She heard him gasp as his fingers came into contact with her hot tit. She didn’t think his touch would turn her on but she immediately felt her nipple become stiff.

It was crazy! She was reaching the point where any man with a cock would make her hot. She started to unbutton his shirt and saw his face turn red.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“I’m undressing you,” she said. “I thought you could use some help.”

She had no problem taking off his shirt and undershirt, but he became hesitant when her fingers reached for his belt. He put his free hand over hers.

“We shouldn’t do this,” he said.

She could read his face — he wanted it worse than he’d ever wanted anything in his life, but he was scared of her father and of what people might say. She was no longer worried about anything. For some reason this old man was making her hot, and she wanted to make the most of it before he lost his nerve.

“Just let me do the work,” she said.

Donna Joe remembered how her mother had looked when she had sucked her husband’s cock. Her mother had really enjoyed having that big prick in her mouth. Donna Joe knew she could also learn to love to suck cock, and she knew it would be a new experience for Edward Cross.

He no longer tried to stop her, but put his hands on her big tits and began to massage them. She felt her nipples tighten into hard, big circles as she hurriedly undid his belt and dropped his trousers.

She had no trouble making him kick off his trousers and shorts and his cock was half-hard as she gently lifted it with her fingers. His prick was longer and thicker than her father’s, and she could tell that it hadn’t been used for some time. She could feel the trembling excitement of his cock under her fingertips.

“Oh God,” he groaned.

She was getting warm too and would soon need a big cock to fill her cunt, but first she wanted to give him the same kind of service her mother had given her father. She was angry at her mother and wanted to prove to herself that her mother would never be as good a cocksucker as Donna Joe could be.

“Let me make you happy,” Donna Joe said as she slowly sank down to her knees and touched her lips to his cock.

“Jesus,” he gasped. “What are you doing? Nobody’s ever done that, before. Jesus!”

She circled his cock with her fingers and began to jerk him off slowly. She felt his cock stiffen and saw the first few bubbled of his thick, white come appear at the bulbous tip. She shivered as she placed her lips against it.

She loved the taste of come — she knew that now. She loved the taste and feel of a man’s cock. She wished it hadn’t taken her so long to find out how much she loved it.

She felt his fingers in her hair as she began to lick all over his thick prick. She made his cock stiff and throbbing, then began to play with his heavy balls. She tasted more of his hot come juice and knew that it was time to take his cock into her mouth.

“Oh Jesus,” Edward groaned as she slipped his swollen prick between her lips.

At first she took only the sensitive crown into her mouth and began to use her teeth against the ridge. He groaned and tried to stab his cock deeper into her mouth, but she refused to take it. She wanted to take her own sweet lime sucking his cock. This time she wanted to enjoy it.

She slowly sucked his swollen prick into her mouth and drew it deep into her throat, so deep that she gagged. She ****** herself to relax. She knew she was trying to prove herself, even if her mother wasn’t here to see it.

She relaxed enough to suck his hot cock deeper into her throat. She felt his hot knob press against her deep throat muscles and started using her tongue. She could feel him go crazy as his hips bucked and he pulled her thick hair.

“This is fantastic!” he moaned. “Oh God, this is crazy. Nothing like this has ever happened before!”

He reached down and gripped her big tits. His fingers dug into her flesh almost painfully. She knew that he was very excited, more excited than he had ever been in his life. She moved her head back and forth, keeping her teeth against his skin to drive him crazy.

“Oh shit, baby,” he groaned. “Oh shit!”

She felt his cock swell against her tongue. He was too excited. She moved her head faster and felt the first hot spurt of jism against her throat.

“Shit, I’m coming!” Edward moaned. “I’m coming! Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot my come in your mouth!”

He gave a groan and she suddenly felt all of his jism pump into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, almost hungrily. She moved her lips down the length of his thick prick until she had drained every drop.

“Oh shit,” Edward moaned. “Shit!”

He looked dazed when he fell back from her and she licked her lips like a kitten just finishing a bowl of milk. She sat back on the floor and spread her legs so he could see the pink lips of her cunt. She knew he would regain his interest in a short while.

“Did you like that?” she asked him.

“God,” he answered. “I loved it! I wished I’d known about your talent a long time ago.”

Donna Joe didn’t bother to tell him that she hadn’t possessed her talent for very long. Already she felt like an expert about everything that had to do with sex. She’d never thought that she could love it so much.

She put her hand on his thigh and moved her fingers up to caress his now-limp prick.

“Don’t do that,” he groaned. “You’ll **** me.”

“I won’t **** you,” she promised, “but I do want to make you happy.”

She knew she had him wrapped around her little finger. He’d do anything for her, and she was going to make him go through his paces, just as she’d had to do for Hank, Glenn and her father.

“Don’t do that,” he begged her, but her teasing fingers had already caused his prick to start stiffening again.

“Ummmm,” Donna Joe said. “You’re not bad for such an old man.”

She put her face in his lap and began licking hungrily at his cock. She felt it grow harder, and at the same time felt shivers going through her body. She wanted to fuck. She wanted to feel his big cock inside her.

She widened her lips and took his cock into her mouth again. She swallowed his prick as deeply as she could and then savagely sucked on it. He was as stiff as he could be.

Suddenly she raised her head. A savage hunger was in her eyes as she looked at him.

“Do you want to fuck me now?” she asked.

“Oh God yessss,” Edward answered.

“Then what’s stopping you? Why don’t you fuck me? Put your big cock between my legs. I’ll make you feel like you’ve never felt before. I promise you that!”

He cried out like an animal as he pushed her onto her back. She had barely spread her legs when he stabbed his cock at her. He missed and clumsily poked her a few times before she reached up.

“Slow down, honey,” she whispered. “We’ve got all night. Slow down.” She wrapped her fingers around his cock and slowly guided it to her cunt lips, then she felt her cunt lips give way to his probing prick. She lifted her ass from the floor and his cock slid all the way into her cunt.

“Ahhhhhh yessss,” she sighed. “That’s what I needed. That’s what I like. A big cock in my cunt. I like cock!”

“I can’t believe it,” he said. “I’m fucking you. I’m actually fucking you!”

“You sure are,” she said sweetly. “You’re fucking my ass off!”

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back, and his big cock slid into her cunt a little deeper. She giggled as she sensed how crazy he was becoming as he drove his prick into her as quickly as he could.

She felt a growing warmth in her belly and knew it was going to happen again. There was nothing sweeter than being fucked. She loved the feel of a man splitting her in half with his cock, completely dominating her with his prick.

“You sweet little bitch,” he moaned. “Sweet little bitch. Your pussy feels so good!”

“Fuck me good,” she groaned. “Oh yes, fuck me good. Show me what you can do with your prick.”

She was glad she had already sucked him dry. She knew he wouldn’t have been able to last long if she hadn’t. His prick felt like he hadn’t used it in years, and perhaps he hadn’t. It was a damned waste, especially when she knew there were so many girls like her who lived for fucking.

She felt the first pleasure spasm shoot up her back and began squeezing her cunt muscles against his thrusting cock. She knew she was getting wetter with his every thrust.

“I’m going to come,” she moaned. “Oh God, I’m going to come! I like your cock. I like your cock. I love your cock! AIEEEEEEEE!”

This climax was even better than the one she’d had with her father. She felt as if her body were splitting in half. She wiggled her tits against him and more delicious spasms went through her.