"Oh, we'll think of something, but do we have time?" Mark asked, resting his hand on his elbow and smiling down at her.
"What do you mean? Why is time a problem?" Barby asked with a little frown.
"This is the night of the father-daughter dinner and dance at school, Barby! How could you forget that?" Mark asked, staring at the girl as if she had lost her mind.
"I didn't forget," she said softly, flushing as she looked away.
"I don't get it! I heard you ask dad weeks ago to go with you tonight!" Mark said.
"And did you also hear him tell me last night that he won't be going with me tonight after all?" Barby asked angrily, clenching her small hands into little balled-up fists as she thought about all the promises her father had made to her… and then broken.
"No! I didn't hear that. But don't go acting all outraged. After all, if he broke his promise to you, it must have been for a pretty good reason, Barby!" Mark said, defending his father just as he always did.
"Oh, yeah, sure, it was for a very good reason," Barby said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Something real important came up he made that very clear last night."
"Well, there, you see? What came up?" Mark asked.
"A poker game at Hal Gordon's house!" Barby said between clenched teeth.
"Oh." Mark didn't know what to say to that. He thought for a few minutes. "Well, you know how close he and Hal are. I mean they're great buddies! They go back a long way!"
"Yeah, right. They're close all right. Closer than he is to me, his own daughter!" Barby said, team of anger and rejection filling her eyes.
"Hey, enough of that. I think it's great that you won't be going to the father-daughter thing tonight 'cause that means more time for you and me to fuck!" Mark said.
"Yeah, that's right!" Barby said, beginning to cheer up, and, vowing not to let her dad ever hurt her again by rejecting her as he always did. "Come on, Mark! You've still got that gorgeous hard-on and we can't let it go to waste!"
"Play with your little pussy, Sis, I wanna watch," the horny boy rasped, settling back on the blanket. He had no doubt that the girl would eagerly do what he told her. She was so hot that she would gladly do anything that would make her come again.
Barby grinned, putting her index finger into the top of her pussy-slit, thrilling to the fact that her own brother was watching her every lewd move.
She pressed her finger against her clit and started to make little circles with it. She closed her eyes, picturing her dad. Even though he always let her down and didn't seem to care nearly enough about her, she still felt excited, thinking about him fucking her.
She wondered what that would feel like. To have her own dad's big cock thrusting in and out of her tight little pussy… it must be heaven, she thought with a little moan.
As she imagined her father sucking on her tits and ramming his prick into her, she turned on more and more, and her little cunt grew hotter and wetter.
"You fucking little whore!" Mark said hoarsely, stroking his hard-on while he watched her. He felt angry with the young girl. In spite of the lust he felt for her, he was pissed at her for the way she always talked about their parents. And for being such a whore among the teenagers in town. He felt like punishing her. He wanted to fuck her badly. But he wanted to punish her too.
"Ohhh, this feels sooo good," the girl said softly, her eyes open now. She was staring at the boy's big cock while she continued to think about how wonderful it would feel to have her own dad's cock inside her! Talk about feeling loved! she thought excitedly. Then I'd know for sure that he really does love me.
"Yeah, you're a whore all right," Mark went on, unaware of the direction the girl's thoughts were taking. "You can't wait to get fucked. You have to play with your little pussy… that's how horny you are… you'd spread your legs for anyone."
Her brother's words turned her on all the more, and Barby moved her finger faster and faster, more pussyjuice flowing down her thighs.
"Slut whore can't get enough, can you? You probably play with your pussy all day long when there isn't a cock in it," Mark rasped, his fist flying up and down the length of his hard cock.
The aroused girl increased the pressure of her finger, and her clit grew harder. She was sopping wet now and more than ready for a fuck.
"Does the teenaged whore want to see what's gonna go up her tight hole?" Mark asked thickly as he moved toward her, his hand gripping his thick prick.
Barby stared wordlessly at his big cock. The thought of it pounding into her was breathtaking.
"Yeah, fucking bitch can't wait to get her hole plugged," Mark said with a triumphant laugh, seeing the naked desire in her eyes. "You're just dying to get something into that little pussy!"
Barby groaned and stroked her clit as fast and hard as she possibly could.
Suddenly, the boy, made a fast move and roughly forced her legs wider apart. He lay on top of her and put his cock up against her juicy cunt slit. He gave a hard push and the end of his cock parted her pussylips. He pushed again and the head of his cock slid into her.
"Ohhh, yessss, fuck niceee!" she whimpered. Mark shoved harder, sliding more of his turgid prick inside the girl's wet cunthole.
She felt his muscular weight pressing against her and she closed her eyes, pretending it was her father's cock inside her pussy.
"The fucking whore likes this cock up her cunt, doesn't she?" Mark asked huskily, sending the full length of his prick up into her fuckhole.
Barby did not respond. She was using all of her powers of concentration to keep the image of her dad in her mind.
"Does the slut whore love this cock or not?" Mark demanded.
"Yes, Mark, I love your big cock inside me and I want you to really fuck me good now. Fuck me until your cock shoots its cum all over inside me," she groaned.
Mark pulled his cock halfway out of her and plunged back in. Then he pulled out so that only the head of his prick was still inside her. This time, he drove his cock into her with all of his muscular weight, and his hips banged painfully against Barby's.
"Is that the way your hole likes to get it?" he asked.
"Oh, yes! Just keep ramming that huge motherfucker in there like that, my cunt likes it hard!" she gasped.
Mark pulled out of her again and began a series of hard, rhythmic thrusts. As he continued fucking her, his strokes became faster and harder and deeper. The sound of their hips slamming together echoed through the clearing.
Again, the girl closed her eyes and thought about her father fucking her. She figured that having her own dad fuck her just had to be the ultimate sexual experience for any young girl, and that in her case, it would be all the more thrilling because it would mean that he really loved her. I'll do it, she vowed then and there as Mark's prick continued to plow into her, somehow I'll find a way to get my dad to fuck me!
As she pretended that her father was fucking her, Barby's pussy grew hotter and wetter, and her brother's cock slid easily in and out of her. He was able to go much faster now and harder, too, thrusting into her with punishing strokes.
She arched her hips into his driving cock and changed her position slightly so that her clit got more direct contact with the movement of his prick. She was turning on more and more.
"Your whore of a fuckhole is making my cock really hot," the boy gasped.
"Make your cock shoot up inside me, Mark!" she cried. "I want to feel you coming all over my cunt!"
He rammed his prick into her with all the force he could muster, one heavy cunt-fucking blow after another.
The young boy was sweating profusely but he didn't let up with the savage strokes. Each of his strong thrusts was taking him closer and closer to orgasm.
"My cock's gonna pop soon… right inside your sluttish cunthole!" he rasped as he continued to pound into her.