"Yeah, give it to me, big cocksucker," Symphony whispered, rolling her nipples. She reached between her legs, which were crossed Indian-fashion, and ran her finger along her dewy crease, over her silky panties.
Symphony put the tape in fast forward, then stopped it when she reached the part where Curly and the other guy trapped her between the wood stacks, then raped her. Symphony's pussy grew more and more moist, the pussy-juice beginning to soak her panties.
As she watched the fucking on the screen, Symphony's fingers crept under her panties. It occurred to her that watching herself fuck was almost as much of a turn-on as fucking itself.
"Fuck me! Oh, yessss!" Symphony purred, her middle finger scratching lightly over her clit. Her clit sizzled, quivering at each touch of her finger. On the screen, her face was twisted with pain as Curly rammed his huge, throbbing prick into her then-virgin asshole. Symphony watched the way her hair shook each time he powered his cock up her asshole.
Symphony wiggled out of her panties and threw them across the room. Then, spreading her pussy lips with the fingers of her left hand, she jammed two fingers from her right hand deep into her cunt, filling the juicy opening. Her hand was a blur between her spread thighs as her fingers stabbed hard into her pussy. Symphony's stomach tightened into a knot, then her whole body began a series of convulsions as the come flowed from her cunt over her palm and onto the blankets. Symphony bit her bottom lip, struggling to keep from crying out with ecstasy.
Symphony fell back on the bed, her mountainous tits drooping slightly to either side of her body, rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Her eyes flicked to the screen and she watched a man stepping between her spread thighs, watched as he grabbed her tits and she bit down on the gag anther mouth, and fucked her. Her eyes closed and she thought that she would just catch her breath before shutting off the video tape. And then she was asleep, splayed out on the bed completely naked as the show continued on the television.
That same night, when Jack woke up, he knew it was his full bladder that had awakened him. Naked, he padded to the bathroom and relieved himself, then decided to see if there was a little something in the kitchen to nibble on. Passing Symphony's bedroom, he noticed a faint light coming from under the door, and he opened it just a crack, peeking his head inside to tell his daughter to go to sleep. In the pale glow of the television, Jack saw the wondrous vision of his daughter naked. Her delicious tits, nipples pointed, rose and fell with her shallow breaths of sleep.
"Shit," he hissed under his breath, walking into the room to shut the television off. He really had no intention of doing any more than that, but when he saw the television, his cock immediately came to life. His jaw dropped as he watched Symphony, naked but for her shoes, garter belt and nylons, kneeling on the ground, sucking the cock of one of his employees.
His first reaction was blind rage. He wanted to beat his sluttish bitch of a daughter senseless. Then he wanted to fuck her until she couldn't walk. But instead, he could only watch in silent horror and lust as his teenaged daughter whipped her tongue over the guy's cock, then swallowed his come. And no sooner had the man erupted his come in her mouth and stepped away, than another of his employees stepped in front of Symphony and fucked his prick into her hot mouth.
Unconsciously, Jack reached down and fondled his raging hard-on. His eyes were glued to the screen as he watched man after man shove his hard cock into Symphony's mouth, jerk it back and forth between her lips, then finally pull it out, red and shrinking. He watched the way Symphony's throat worked as she gulped down the jism and then he became angry when she said she wouldn't suck his cock. She had sucked the cocks of strangers, but she wouldn't suck her own father's prick!
Jack looked at Symphony as she slept and lust took over his senses. He leaped, landing heavily on Symphony's supple body. His cock pressed against her furry snatch.
"W-what?" Symphony gasped, blinking her eyes open, instantly awake.
"Take this, slut!" Jack said, his voice dripping with venom. He tried to power his cock into her pussy, but his aim was off and he nearly plowed his prick up her asshole. Symphony struggled beneath him, scratching his back with her long fingernails.
"Don't!" Symphony hissed.
"Shut up! Just keep your fucking mouth shut!" Jack grabbed Symphony by the throat and squeezed. Not hard enough to cut off her air, but hard enough to let her know that he could do just that if he really wanted to. "I've had enough of your fucking kid games. I've seen your little home movie. Now I'm going to do with you whatever I choose, and you're going to take it whether you like it or not."
And then Symphony knew. She knew it all and there was no use denying anything. Her father had seen her movie and, with it, he could blackmail her. She stopped struggling, her mind buzzing for some kind of explanation. Did he know that she was forced to suck their cock?
"You don't understand," Symphony said quietly, looking into her father's angry eyes. "It's not like it looks."
"Tell me what it looks like then," Jack hissed, grabbing her by the hair, rolling off her and jerking her head up so she looked at the television.
"Oh no…" Symphony wailed, knowing she was defeated. Just then the tape ran to the end of its reel and the television shut off automatically.
Jack released Symphony's hair and pushed himself up on the bed, resting his back against the headboard. His cock angled straight up in the air as he flicked on the reading light next to the bed.
Symphony looked at him over her shoulder, crossing her arms to hide her tits. Her ebony hair shone brilliantly in the light. She didn't exactly know what was coming next, but she knew she'd have to comply with her father's wishes.
"Stand up," Jack said, his face twisted in a wolfish smile. He was enjoying this one hell of a lot. "Stand up and walk around a bit. I want to look at you."
Symphony got up, slowly lowering her arms. Biting her lip softly, summoning up every ounce of courage she had, Symphony walked around the bedroom, letting her heels hit the carpeted floor a little harder than usual so that her tits would jiggle more than they normally did.
"Now face me and play with yourself."
Symphony gasped.
"You heard me. I said play with yourself."
Symphony's hands were shaking as she brought them slowly up her sides. Her fingers grazed lightly over her tight stomach, inching toward her mounding tits. She looked directly at her father, her eyes dull, as though she were in mild shock.
"Yeah, that's right," Jack purred, stroking his throbbing erection.
Symphony's fingernails prickled her tender skin. They traveled up to the bottom swell of her tits, then circled around her tit before approaching the pointed, hardened nipple from the top. Her fingers played in circles around the little nubbins, then Symphony pinched her nipples lightly and tugged them out, away from her body. She felt the spears of passion scream through her veins, and she knew that if she kept this up she was going to be terribly, terribly horny for her father's cock. She wouldn't have to follow his orders, she'd want to fuck him and suck his cock without having to be told. Her eyes were transfixed on his hard-on.
"Now come over here and suck my prick. Let me see those lips of yours really give me the works."
Jack crossed his fingers together behind his head as he watched his daughter sit on the edge of the bed, then lean to the side, her head nearly between his legs. He kicked up one foot and put it over her body, trapping her from quick escape.