The pain was awful, Daddy. I was screaming with pain as I felt him start to stretch me, my tight muscle fighting to stop him doing it. I was sobbing underneath him. Another push and my muscle gave in. I screamed out at the terrible pain, all concentrated in that one place. He started to push it further, then he pulled back and out. Through the pain I felt relieved because I thought he'd done with me, but he spat on his fingers and coated my hole, spat some more and pushed it inside my ass with his finger. Then he coated his dick and put it to my asshole, and this time it stretched more easily and he was inside all the way up. He started a slow in and out and I felt the pressure of his groin as he forced me against the blanket. I felt all full of his swollen cock rubbing in my asshole, and the pain of my stretched bottom muscle. He began to go faster. He was yelling he was cumming and I felt the jerking of his cock as it spurted deep inside me.
He lay panting on top of me, his thrusting at last ended. When he got off he ignored that I was sobbing in pain. He just opened my cheeks and looked at where he had done me. He said he could see his cum oozing out of my asshole and that I was lovely and tight up there. The next time he took me out, he said, he was going to bring some cream with him to help get it up, and after a few times I would love it when he fucked me there, just like his sister did.
He watched me, grinning as I collected my clothes and used my panties to wipe his male cum from my bottom and legs. I dressed but couldn't bear to look at him as he at last let me cover myself. He took me home and said not to tell anyone or he would be telling all the boys I'd asked him do me like that. I crept in and went to my room, shut myself in my bathroom and tried to scrub the vileness of him from everywhere his cum had been on me After that I made sure to keep out of his way, and now he's left the area to go to university."
Her Dad was holding her tightly, and making soothing noises. Liz's hand had strayed to his lap as she talked, and she knew from the stiffening of his prick that he was totally turned on by her confession. When she had told him that Harry had turned her onto her stomach she felt his dick give a huge throb. She began to unzip him as she continued her tale. When she got to the part where he was pressing his prick against her resisting anus, she had his cock in her hand and was rubbing it up and down, pulling the foreskin over his knob and right back again. And when in her story Harry had come inside her ass, his dick had erupted, spraying her hand and arm with his sperm. Doug sat back in his seat, heart thumping, chest heaving, as he recovered from the incredible tale his daughter had told.
When he gathered his breath he asked why she hadn't told him at the time, because he would have taken some strong action and the young man would have finished in prison. Liz said that she didn't want the story to get out, that she would have felt even worse when she imagined the sniggering remarks of her classmates and the lewd comments by other boys who probably wanted to do the same thing to her. She had told only her brother, Carl.
Carl had been wonderfully understanding and kind. He had in fact beat up the boy who had taken her ass, making him keep well away from Liz, and forced him to keep quiet about the incident and not brag about his conquest to the other boys. No one knew except the boy himself and Carl. He became known as her protector, and although she continued to go out with boys they no longer pestered her for sex on dates if she said "No".
There was a little cove nearby that was impossible to access by foot, so Doug suggested a swim there. They anchored under the tall cliffs and slipped into swimming costumes, diving into the clear waters, swimming and splashing. They swam back to the yacht and gathered a picnic and rugs and towels, put them in the dinghy and motored to the beach. Under the cliffs it was impossible to be seen from above, so they stripped off their costumes and dried each other.
As Doug was gently patting at her breasts relishing their tightness, the way she spread her legs for him to dry her there, he suddenly pulled her down onto the large blanket. She moved her hands to his crotch and cupped his swelling cock. She watched the expressions on his face as she pulled it with her small hand, then she held it up for inspection. Doug anxiously asked her what was wrong. Liz just sighed and said "There's so much cock and so little time" ending it with a giggle, smiling at him while she said it. He laughed out loud and told her she was a minx, but a nice, a beautiful, minx.
She stroked him until he became hard, but not fully hard. This was the way it felt best to Liz when she started to take a prick in her mouth. Slightly hard but not fully hard, just thick. Liz quickly lay down on the rug facing him, her face almost at her Dad's cock, and slowly pushed her lips over the thick head. The warm wetness of her mouth lapping and sucking on him after the coolness of the sea water felt good, and he looked down on his daughter's head as it bobbed along his shaft. He began to moan and encouraged her with his fingers in her hair, holding her face close to his groin. He remembered her saying that the boy's come had tasted "not horrible as she had expected" and the image of her doing that on the seat of a car brought on his climax. He held her head tightly as he bucked his hips against her face, feeling his balls tightening, the feeling of intense pleasure seemed to come up from his toes, engulfing his thighs, his balls, then he was lost as it spurted out, throb by throb into her mouth. He could feel her mouth sucking on him, her throat tightening as she swallowed his cum.
Liz's voice was husky as she said "Oh Daddy, I do love you so much. I want you to do everything to me that you do to Mummy." Doug lay exhausted, listening to what she said, and wondering, if she knew what he did with his wife, whether she would enjoy those same things done to her. He fell into a light sleep as his body relaxed. Liz cuddled to him and dozed in the warm sun.
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Chapter Four - Laura looks on
They returned home to find the house apparently empty. They went upstairs and instead of going to her own room, Liz followed her Dad into her parents' bedroom. Closing the door behind them, Liz locked it.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Sucking you and loving you got me so worked up and you fell asleep. You didn't do it to me on the beach and now it's my turn. Now you've got to do it to me, please, please, please Daddy" Liz begged him.
She moved quickly to him and threw her arms around his neck. He tried to move back but she held tight. Her mouth pressed hard against his as her tongue pushed its way into his mouth. It quickly found his tongue and began wriggling against it. Doug stopped trying to move away and began kissing Liz back. When his breathing became heavy she knew that she'd got her way with him. She unfastened her skirt and pushed it down. Her bra was next and then her panties. She stood there in front of her Dad with nothing to cover her youthful body, her breasts tight, breasts with jutting nipples pointing yearningly at him. She backed towards the bed and lay down, her Dad looking at her beautiful fresh body, her breasts now flattened, her bush of hair indicating the joining of her thighs. She moved her legs apart and he saw the hairs stopping abruptly and leaving her exposed slit, the cleft, the cheeks concealing her ass. His dick was recovering from what his daughter had done only a little earlier. It stirred and began to stiffen.
"Please do it to me, Daddy" she said moving her legs further apart. He began to strip, frantically tearing at his clothes and throwing them to one side and then stood nakedly above her. He saw her eyes fasten on his dick as it swelled further, and she reached out a hand towards it. He knelt beside her on the bed and she took hold of it and began to squeeze and pull. Then she rolled onto her tummy and got to her knees doggy style.
"Look at me, Daddy. Look between my legs. You can have anything you want." His heart pounded as he did as she said, and looked at her tight cheeks, the split between opening up to reveal her tight crinkled hole and below that, the swollen lips of her cunt. Her head was buried in the pillow and Doug couldn't resist putting the tip of his cock to her rosy hole. She moaned but made no attempt to stop him. He thought he felt her push backwards towards his knob end, but couldn't be sure. Then he put it against her sopping cunt, rubbing it up and down her slit, making the head of his cock wet and slick with her juices. He pushed it against her cunt hole and she pushed back hard, and he saw his knob end lodged securely in her opening, separating the folds of her pussy. Then he pushed harder making it slip more deeply into her wetness. As he began to pump her she started to moan and make little mewing sounds. Then her voice low, almost inaudible, gasping out words and garbled sentences. Doug could only make out odd words, lost as he was in the sensations he was getting from his daughter's tightness. He thought he heard "....been so long now. Do it. Do it. Don't stop. Right in, higher, further. Cum in me." Then a fragment that seemed to be..."in the other one .... good for me .... l'll turn .... cream me..."
In the adjoining bathroom, the noise of Doug's shoes dropping on the floor woke Laura who had fallen asleep while taking a bath. She sat up and listened. She could hear the murmur of voices in the bedroom next door. She continued to listen until she could make out two voices. She could not tell who it was, only that there were two different voices coming from her bedroom. Laura stepped out of the bath and pressed her ear to the door and listened. She could hear the familiar creaking of her bed and low voices and guessed that Doug had a woman with him and wondered if it was Sally. The two women had returned tired from their shopping expedition and both had said they would take a bath. She risked trying the door handle and she was able to silently inch the door open.
