Melissa bent to her task with wild abandon. Her own cunt was seeping with pussy-juice, and she too was almost ready to cum. Her tongue sluiced in and out of her mistress' hot juicy cuntal sheath.
What a depraved scene this was, Melissa thought. There was the cruel bitch Diane DeMarrow, writhing in sexual bliss above her. Watching the lewd display of Bruce tormenting Doris. It was pure debauchery. But, she had to admit, it was kind of sexy. Kind of, hell. It was sexy as could be. She licked and lapped and sucked Diane's lovely cunt-slit until she felt the beautiful blonde shudder and moan in ecstasy.
"Oh, yes. Suck me harder, you whore. I'm cumming. I'm gonna cum any second now. Yeah! That's it! Ummmmppphhh! Aaaggghhh!"
Diane climaxed. She shook. Her cunt spasmed and jerked against Melissa's hot sucking mouth. Then, her muscles went limp and she laid back. Spent. Tired. Exhausted. Satisfied.
Melissa slipped off the bed and dropped to the floor. She kissed Diane's feet. Then she began to finger-fuck herself frantically. Her pussy was so hot and juicy. She simply had to cum. Even if Diane caught her and beat her it would be worth it. She couldn't stand it any longer. She had gone two whole days without sexual release! Her finger sluiced through her pussy-lips and pumped into her cunt. Then she added another finger. And another, until she had three fingers buried in her horny twat. She clamped her thumb over her clit and rubbed the sensitive nubbin hard.
"Mmmm mmmph." She tried to stifle her cries of ecstasy so that Diane would not catch her fingering her seething pussy. Then she moaned and her climax hit her hard. Her climax rocked her body, sending red-hot sensations up her spine. Then her body went limp and she collapsed. She curled up on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.
Diane cried and shook fitfully in her sleep. She was having a nightmare about her brutal step-father. It was a recurring nightmare, a dream which came to her in vivid, spine-chilling clarity.
Her step-father was dressed in loose-fitting plaid pajamas and his cock was sticking out, wet and I slippery. He was sweating profusely, and his body cast off a pungent odor that made Diane retch to keep from throwing up. He was fucking her, thrusting his prick into her tender young pussy with long, brutal lurches, stretching her tight pussy-walls to the maximum as he pound his hips and panted.
Drops of sweat dripped on her firm young tits as he whispered lewd, crude obscenities in her ear. "Keep on fucking, Diane, my little bitch daughter. My cute little step-daughter. Keep on fucking your dear old daddy, you little slut. This is real good practice for you, daughter. Real good practice, because when you get old enough, I'm gonna put you to work on the streets. As a whore!"
He pounded his prick mechanically into her cunt. Then, as he neared his climax, he began to slap her viciously. "Take that, you fucking tramp! My daughter – a stinking, filthy whore!" he would shout as he came. Then he would grunt and roll over and fall asleep. And she would return to her room and stay up all night long crying.
Diane awakened from her nightmare sweating, shaking and cuing. Tears pouring down her cheeks, her body shuddering in revulsion, her face contorted in fear and pent-up frustration at the horrible memory. It was a horrid dream that she had dreamt hundreds of times and would dream hundreds more times. Every time it was the same. Vivid, spine-chilling, frightening, and real.
She surveyed her surroundings to get her bearings. She was in her bedroom. The screens flickered in front of her. Melissa lay sleeping on the floor at her feet. She breathed deeply. Everything seemed to be in order. She shook her head and ran her fingers across her brow, wiping off sweat, then through her hair. She shook her head again, violently this time, in an attempt to blot out the memory of the cruel scene that she had relived so vividly in her nightmare.
Diane riveted her eyes to the screens. Before long, she was absorbed in the depraved scene that Bruce was acting out with her niece in the specialty equipped room.
Bruce was teasing Doris. She was panting. Cunt-juice streamed down her firm young thighs. She was hot.
"Well now," Bruce said. "I think you're nice and wet now, sweet-aunt. It's time for another take. What do you say to that?"
"Ohhh, I… I don't know, Bruce. I just…! just… just… ohhh, unnngggghhhh." Doris was lost, enraptured in the sensual feelings that welled up from deep inside of her virgin pussy. Bruce's lewd manner of finger-fucking her had done strange things to her pussy. Her little cunt felt like it was on fire. She had, never experienced anything like this before. Her virgin pussy yearned for sexual release.
Bruce stepped in front of her, licking his lips, savoring the nubile young virgin whose cunt he was about to ravish with his hard cock.
He thrust his prick forward and rubbed his cock-tip over her sensitive, tender young clit. Rubbed his cock-tip back and forth in slow, deliberate movements, exciting her, making her clit hard and hot and horny for a good fucking.
"Unnnggghhh!" she gasped. "W-What are you doing to me? What are you? Uunnnnggghhhh!"
"Yeah," Bruce said. "You're getting into the swing of things now. You are one hot little bitch. You're ready for a good fucking. And I'm gonna give it to you. Get ready, darlin', because I'm about to fill your tight little virgin pussy with my big prick."
"No!" she yelped. "Please don't! Your prick is too big for my little cunt. You'll split me in two. Don't." She struggled against her bonds, but it was useless. She was secured tightly to the rungs in the wall. Bound in a helpless spread-eagled position. She was totally at Bruce's mercy, and she knew from experience that he was a merciless man.
It was too late to protest anyway. Bruce rammed his thick prick-knob between her virgin pussy-lips and began to work his cock deep into her cunt. He jerked his hips forcefully, pressing his hard prick between her juicy pussy-lips and sliding deep into her tight, virgin cuntal sheath.
"Ummmppphhh!" he groaned as his prick sluiced slowly into her seething cunt. "Damn, bitch, you are one tight little cunt. I… ummmppphhh! I don't believe I… ever fucked a tighter pussy in my whole life."
"Oh, no! Stop! Stop! Stop!" Doris yelled. "It hurts. God, no! Your cock is too big! I can't take it anymore!"
"Shut the fuck up and enjoy it," Bruce rasped. "If you think I'm gonna stop now, you got pea soup for brains. Christ! I'm gonna fuck you silly, whether you like it or not."
With each pumping cock-thrust, Bruce's prick moved deeper into her tight pussy. Then he felt his prick-tip press against an obstruction her hymen! He thrust his hips back, paused for a split second, breathed deeply and lunged forward, tearing through her hymen in one mighty cock thrust.
"Aaagggghhhh!" she screamed. The pain coursed through her loins. It was a sharp, all consuming pain and she felt as though she had been split in two. Never in her life had she felt such intense pain. Tears poured out of her eyes and streaked down her cheeks.
"Yeah, man," yelped Bruce. "I got your cherry, sweet-cunt! You ain't no virgin any more. I just reamed right on through to your cherry and popped it." Bruce was bubbling over with glee.
"Oh, no!" Doris cried. Then, all of a sudden, the pain subsided. And all that she could feel was a warm, tingling glowing sensation welling up from the depths of her seething pussy. Her cunt was on fire, demanding release. She began to jerk back and forth, gyrating her hips. She was impaled on Bruce's thick, lengthy hard cock. And, much to her surprise, she loved it! It no longer hurt. It felt great!
"Now you're getting it, sweet-cunt," Bruce groaned. "Take it all. Take all of my cock. Yeah. Get it, bitch!"
"Yes! Yes! Do it to me! Fuck me, Bruce! Fuck me silly like you promised. Oh, my God. It feels so damned good!" She pumped her taut hips wantonly, doing everything possible to take all of his cock into her tight, slick pussy. She was amazed that her cunt seemed to expand and suck in his giant cock. And, strange though it seemed, she actually felt proud. Yes, proud! She was a woman. A real woman! She forgot all about the terrible way that he had treated her. While Bruce was fucking her, all she could think of were the wonderful indescribable sensations of lustful pleasure which coursed through her juicy pussy. She had never dreamed that anything could feel so good.