At the sound of his voice, she seemed to become a lot more lively with her movements. Almost as if she were telling him to hurry up and fuck her. He unzipped his pants in a hurry, tossing them along with his boxers clear across the room.
"I fucking love you baby."
Just as quickly unzipped the red skirt she was wearing and pulled it down off of her, tossing it in the same general direction as his pants. She wasn't wearing any underwear and her pussy was so wet it was glistening under the glow of the lights. He worked himself between her legs and positioned his cock under her, rubbing it against her pussy entrance. His wife had always found it weird that he liked to stroke his cock against her bush before he entered her but she had never really complained against it. There was no bush to be found this time however.
"When did you start shaving? How sad is it that it's been so long since we last fucked that I didn't even know you started shaving."
He smacked her ass in a show of annoyance as he positioned himself against her entrance before sliding it in with a mighty thrust born of need and anger. With how wet she was he slid all the way down to the base of his cock shaft into her. As his cock pulsed deep within her pussy he could feel the walls of her vagina tightening around him.
(Carmen)
Being tied up and forced to wait for when Brian would come back to fuck her was a bit more...exciting than she had anticipated. After what felt like ren minutes, ger thoughts had shifted from what would happen if ger parents caught her tied up on their dining table like this, to how Brian would fuck her. Since the point of all of this was basically for the two of them to fuck and finish before her parents walked in on them, age could just imagine how hard and fast he'd be pounding her. The thought of him ravishing her like that had her pussy juices flowing quite freely in short order. It was long before she could feel the juices flowing down her legs and even up under her, being absorbed by the table.
So caught up was she with the thought of Brian ravishing her like a beast, she had almost missed the sound of the door opening.
'he's back a lot sooner than expected,' she thought to herself.
She wasn't complaining about this however, as exciting as the thought of him ravaging her like a beast before her parents got home was, she really didn't want them to find her in such an act. Especially not tied up against their dining table as she was.
The footsteps grew louder as Brian got closer and once she felt like he was back in the room with her, she started to wiggle her but. Her pussy was flushed with the thoughts she'd been having earlier and now she felt almost an animalistic craving for him to enter her. He smacked her on the ass which only served to make her get even wetter but then he spoke and a wave of fear and dread like none before washed over.
"Oh you really out did yourself Carol, can't believe you set up something this risky."
A panic arose in her heart as she heard him speak. Carol was her mother's name and the voice of the person behind her was that of her father. It wasn't her boyfriend standing behind her as she laid there in that embarrassing position. It wasn't her boyfriend that had just smacked and squeezed her ass. It was her father.
She tried once again to move against the rope that told her tied to the table but this of course proved futile. But what else could she do? With the O ring in her mouth she couldn't communicate effectively with him.
His hand was on her lower back, she could feel him reaching for the zipper of her skirt. With every pull of the sipper tab past the teeth, she felt her heart sink lower and lower into her stomach. He wasted no time at all in pulling her skirt off and then the dreaded sensation came, the feeling of his cock rubbing over her pussy.
"When did you start shaving? How sad is it that it's been so long since we last fucked that I didn't even know you started shaving."
That had to be the saddest and most embarrassing thing she'd ever heard someone say. Given her predicament, this wasn't something she had time to be thinking about as she felt her father thrust his cock into her.
Just like Brian, he wasn't gentle about it. In one movement he slid the entirety of his cock into her. Her eyes bulged a bit as she felt him fill her up. Out of the two men that had fucked her, Brian's had been the bigger of the two and she had thought they couldn't possibly get any bigger than that. But with how her dad's cock was filling her, she could say without a doubt that he dwarfed Brian in both length and girth. He began to pull back for another thrust but not without difficulty as despite her disgust at her father being balls deep in her, her pussy was betraying her by gripping his cock tightly.
He pulled out of her till it was just his tip left before ramming it back in again, harder than his first thrust. She couldn't help but release garbled moans of pleasure as he thrust in and out of her pussy. Each thrust was slow but harder than the last. She could feel a fierceness in him, an anger. Had it really been that long since her parents had last fucked? She really didn't want to think about her parents fucking each other but it seemed like she was currently paying the price for her mother.
He grabbed her hips as his thrusts became shorter and faster and if she didn't know any better she would have sworn that a couple of them had penetrated straight into her womb.
She felt him lean over on her, the weight of him squishing her breasts into the table.
She felt his breath tickling the back of her ear moments before the wet sensation of his tongue. He traced the outer edges of her ear, from the top to the bottom of her lobe before giving it a nibble. A moan started to escape her but was cut abruptly short as his hand closed around her throat.
"I've missed this pussy. It's been so long it feels like a completely different one."
<em> That's because it is! How can't you tell that I'm your daughter and not your wife? </em>
She wanted to scream at him that it was his daughter's pussy he plowing into but was impossible with the fucking harness in her mouth. Even worse, a part of her was enjoying it. Brian had opened her eyes to the pleasures of sex. The roughness of it, the various kinks and whatnot but the way her dad was filling her pussy, the way he was 'punishing' her pussy as if it were her mom's. It was way better than Brian had ever been. Speaking of Brian where was he? Did he just leave and let her dad find her like this?
Carmen wasn't able to ponder about Brian's whereabouts for too long however as her father had just tightened his grip around her throat. He was pulling her up by the neck and she was getting less oxygen than she should have and yet, she could feel a heat rising from within her. Growing hotter and hotter with each passing second, with every thrust from her father. She couldn't believe it, she was actually about to cum from being fucked by her father. She felt a sense of shame and excitement as orgasm built up inside of her before crashing down like a roaring wave. She felt her pussy gushing like a faucet on full blast. She had only ever squirted once before and surprisingly it had been with her first boyfriend. She had never again before now and that time it certainly hadn't been as much as this. The muscles in her abdomen and legs seized up as she gushed. Behind her she could hear her father's sounds of shock. Guess her mother wasn't a squirter. He slapped her on the ass, left cheek, right cheek, repeat almost like he was playing a drum. Her body convulsed, spasming in the aftermath of her orgasm as she felt the faucet between her legs die down to a mere drip. She laid there like a limp noodle, unable to rouse any energy in herself as she felt her father reach his own orgasm. She didn't even have the strength to care that her father was balls deep in her pussy, cumming without a care, filling her womb with his hot cum before he inevitably fell flat on her. The weight of him felt good on her as both of their chests heaved up and down as they exhaustedly tried to catch their breaths.
How much time had passed, she couldn't tell, but eventually her father peeled himself up off of her. She was still blind to the world as he untied her hands from the table. She could hear him muttering to himself as he wondered how she had managed to tie herself to the table like that. With her arms released, she slid off the table and onto her ass like a wet noodle. She felt like she could sleep for days after what he had just put her through but evidently her father had other plans for her.
