Chapter 8

For days afterward Shari's tiny asshole throbbed and tingled with the memory of the reaming Brad had given it. She was full of mixed feelings that she couldn't sort out. Part of her recalled the pain and shock of having his hard cock fucking in and out of her asshole. The other part of her remembered the killing, wrenching orgasm it had given her.

But she couldn't forget it. At night she had wild dreams. In them she was being fucked by armies of men.

They were fucking her not only in her pussy but in her mouth and her ass too. They had cocks of all sizes, but as the crowds of men finished with her she would see her brother, her father, and her uncle emerging through dream mists.

They were all naked, and all holding their huge cocks in their hands. At that point Shari would suddenly wake up, panting, shivering all over with sexual excitement.

She knew that no matter how hard or inventively Brad fucked her, she wouldn't be able to erase the memories of being fucked by the three men in her own family. Somehow fucking with each one of them had lit fires in her that no one else could put out. Maybe it was the forbidden nature of what they had done. She didn't know.

But when she awoke from the same dream on the fifth night, her body quivering with need, her cunt wet and throbbing, she knew she had to do something about it.

She lay in bed in the dark, wanting to touch her sensitive young body everywhere, feeling ashamed of the wild cravings of her flesh. Her fingers stroked her puffy, swollen nipples. Incredible warm pulsing sensations flooded her body.

Her flowing cunt began pulsing frantically. She moved one hand slowly down her body, dipping it between her thighs. At the same time she imagined her father as he had slipped between her legs, holding his huge throbbing prick in one hand.

She slid two fingers into her creamy cunt-slit.

"Unh! Unh!" she panted uncontrollably.

But the feeling was all wrong! She had masturbated before, and knew that it didn't match the phenomenal feeling of a hard cock ramming in and out of her hungry cunt. Her fingers were too small and bony.

Whimpering with frustration, she withdrew her hand. She lay quivering and overwrought on the bed, wondering what to do.

Almost weak with pent-up lust, she pulled on her bathrobe and headed quietly down the hall to the kitchen. Maybe if I drink something cold, that'll make me forget about it, she thought. The prickly sexual need in her cunt was almost unbearable.

She got a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. But she had only swallowed a few sips when her father suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway. She looked up at him.

His eyes burned into hers. Both of them knew what was happening. He came over to her chair.

Without speaking, he bent down and slipped both of his hands under the lapels of her bathrobe. His hands grasped her firm, naked tits and squeezed them. His fingers rubbed her soft nipples.

"Oh God, Daddy!" Shari gasped softly.

She looked up at him. Both of them knew they couldn't do it here. Her mother and her brother were both asleep in the same house.

He pulled her up out of her chair and wrapped his arms around her. His mouth burned into hers, his tongue stabbing and searching between her lips. Shari dropped her hand and slipped it under his robe.

His enormous prick was as hard as a pipe. She caressed it, feeling her pussy gush fuck-juice. Already she was panting uncontrollably.

"I can't stand it!" she moaned against his cheek. "I'll die if you don't fuck me!"

"We can't do it here!" he gasped, wincing as she rubbed his stiff cock.

"Out in the garage," Shari said. "In the car!"

She couldn't help recalling when she had done it with her uncle in his car.

"No," he said. "You go pack an overnight bag. Then get dressed and meet me by the front door."

"Oh, Daddy!"

"Go on, now!"

She did as she was told.

While throwing some things in a bag, on impulse she stuck in a bottle of baby oil too, which she ordinarily used to make her skin soft after a bath.

Her father reappeared quickly, fully clothed, and took her outside to the car. Then he drove them to a nearby motel. Shari waited in the car while he registered them.

She couldn't control her trembling as he approached her. It wasn't like the first time, when they both had been fighting it, knowing how wrong it was. It was still wrong, but this time they weren't fighting it.

Shari's knees nearly melted as her father's mouth came down on hers. She kissed him back heatedly. His fingers unbuttoned her shirt while his tongue coiled wildly around hers.

"Oh, Daddy, oh, Daddy, I've dreamed of having you fuck me again!" Shari whimpered as he feverishly kissed her neck and shoulders.

"I haven't been able to keep my mind off you, baby!" he panted. "But, Christ, this is so bad, what we're doing!"

"I know, I know!"

She hadn't bothered to wear a bra, so he quickly filled his hands with her full tits. Carefully, he cupped them and explored them with his lips, cleverly avoiding Shari's throbbing, swollen nipples until she was almost ready to scream.

"Ohhhhh, suck me, Daddy! Please! Oh, please!"

She couldn't stand up anymore. He sensed that she was falling and steered her over to the bed. Shari lay down on her back with her father crouching over her body, his hands feeding her aching tits into his mouth. He sucked her nipples finally, first bringing one to hard rubbery stiffness with his pulling lips, then nearly swallowing the other one.

Shari was delirious with lust. She squirmed and whimpered helplessly, feeling the warm waves of sexual pleasure sweep through her young body. Her trembling hand found his belt buckle and managed to unfasten it while he devoured her tingling nipples.

He let her body go long enough to shed his pants and shirt. At the same time Shari quickly pulled off her skirt and panties.

Finally they were both naked.

She couldn't take her eyes off his thundering cock. She remembered the bottle of baby oil she had thrown into her overnight bag, but decided that her original idea was insane.

But that didn't mean she didn't want to have it in her mouth. She quickly scrunched down to his crotch and took his massive prick and large balls in her hands, running her lips and tongue all over them. Her father gasped and twitched involuntarily.

"Ohhhhhh, Daddy, I'm going to tease you too!" She grinned up at him kittenishly. "I'm going to tease you until you almost cum! You don't get to fuck me until I drive you completely crazy!"

"I'm already crazy to fuck you," her father said, watching her as she began to suck his thumping cock.

Shari used every bit of skill she had developed as she toyed with his monstrous cock. First she licked it all over, tickling the swelling purplish head of his prick with the tip of her tongue. Her father groaned.

His hips gyrated helplessly in frantic fuck-motions. Shari took his balls in one hand and massaged them while she administered tiny love bites to the hard shaft of his prick with her lips and teeth.

Panting desperately, her father jabbed his stiff cock up into her face, twisting his hips and biting his lip.

"Honey, I'm going to cum if you do that!" he moaned.

Immediately Shari pulled back. She patted his twitching cock affectionately, allowing him time to regain control.

"Oh no you're not," she murmured. "You're not going to cum until you shoot it all into me."

Again she couldn't help recalling her original desire. Her tiny asshole fluttered with excitement at the mere thought. But God, wouldn't it kill me? she wondered. It's so big!

When her father's excited panting died down, she again bent her mouth to his long, fat prick. This time she sucked his balls into her mouth, one at a time, and rolled them around on her tongue, nearly sending him into another spastic frenzy.

She had to give him another brief rest. Finally she swirled her wet tongue around the head of his prick until he was moaning like a baby. Then she sucked it deep into her warm mouth, being careful not to touch it yet with her teeth.

She remembered how just this would turn her brother Johnny's prick into a fountain of creamy jism, spurting uncontrollably. But her father was more mature, and had more control. He clenched his teeth and groaned with intense pleasure as she slowly sucked the head of his cock.

She took it out of her mouth and smiled coyly up at him. His stiff cock was wet with her saliva, shiny and pulsing crazily. She knew he was wildly aroused, that he would cum without being able to stop it if she really tried to make him.

But she wanted him in her, she wanted to feel this gigantic prick fucking into her pliant, trembling body. She wanted to feel the shooting globs of his jism flooding her.

"You're about ready to cum, aren't you, Daddy?" she whispered, tantalizing him by caressing the huge head of his prick with the tip of her tongue.

"Oh Christ, yes, baby!" he groaned.