Chapter 10

It was an embarrassing situation for Susan, but she knew it would have been a lot more embarrassing if Miss Thomas had caught them a few moments later. As it was, Tim only had his hand up her skirt and they were kissing. A few moments later and Miss Thomas would have seen her with her dress up above her hips and Tim's cock going into her cunt. She was glad that didn't happen.

Still it was hard to explain.

That afternoon they had called her parents and they'd both come for her.

It was a silent ride going home. Her father kept giving her angry glances. Her mother seemed uncaring, as if it was just another burden for her to bear.

He took her to her room immediately. Her father closed the door behind them and started taking off his belt.

"We were just making out," Susan explained.

"Making out, shit" her father shouted. "I know what you were doing. How many other boys have you fucked?" "I haven't," Susan lied.

"I know what you've been doing, goddamn it!" he roared. "And I know the right punishment for it." He swung the heavy belt at her and Susan jumped back. She tripped and fell across her bed. Her short skirt rose up even higher to reveal the white flesh of her thighs. She saw her father lick his dry lips as he stared at her.

"Well now," he said... "On second thought I think I should take you across my lap. Just like when you were little." Susan couldn't fight her father. She could run away from him, but she couldn't fight him. She quickly jumped to the other side of her bed, but he followed her around.

"Stay still," he commanded. "Don't run away from me or I'll give it to you worse." She sat still. Tears burned at her eyes as her father sat down beside her. He took her arm and pulled her across his lap.

She was unprepared for what happened next.

He took the end of her skirt and pulled it to her waist. She knew her buttocks would be completely revealed by the flimsy fabric of her panties.

"Oh no!" she said in shame.

"Don't worry," he said. "I'm your father." He started spanking her. At first the blows were hard. But before long the blows became softer and softer until they became little more than caresses.

Her father's breath began to get erratic.

"Fucking boys," he said softly. "That's all you're good for. Just fucking boys." He pulled her so that her cunt was resting on his prick. She felt how hard his cock was.

"Oh no," she said as she felt her father's big hand go beneath her panties and start playing with her buttocks. "Oh please." "What's the matter?" her father asked. "What you've been giving the others is all I ask. Isn't your father's prick good enough for you?" "But you're my father!" "Shit," he said. "That don't stop up no holes. I still know how to use one. Ask your mother." Susan sobbed as he picked her up and dropped her down on the bed. He began to strip off his clothes. She saw his hairy chest and then his shorts especially where his prick was bunched up.

"No," he said, looking at her with excitement. "You take my shorts off." Susan took the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down over his legs. He picked his feet up and she pulled them off. She raised her head and saw his erect prick waiting for her.

"Kiss it," he said. "Show me how you suck the boys."

Susan closed her eyes. She'd tasted cum before. She'd sucked off a lot of boys at school. But somehow sucking her father felt repulsive to her. She didn't want to touch his cock.

He took a handful of her blonde hair in his iron grip.

"I said kiss it." She kissed it. Very lightly. He wouldn't stand for that. He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her face back to his cock. He pushed it at her mouth.

"GODDAMMMMMN!" he roared. "You know how to do it. I know you do. Now do it right. Make me happy." There was no way out. She opened her mouth and took his hard prick between her lips. How many times had she seen this same hard prick going into her mother's pussy, with her mother groaning and moaning? How many times? It seemed the most vulgar thing she'd ever done.

"Goddamn," he said softly. "I knew you knew how. Now suck it good, baby, and I'll give you a present." She knew what the present would be, but she saw no way to avoid it. She sucked his rigid flesh deep into her throat. His firm prick pushed at the back of her throat and he groaned loudly.

She used her tongue in the tight confines, rubbing the top of his prick as well as she could. She had never sucked a bigger prick but she had long since learned to breathe from her nose while she sucked cock.

"Shit," he said. "Shit, shit, shit! I knew you had a good mouth." She wanted him to come quickly, so she nursed his cock like a baby.

She swallowed up as much of his cock as she could and then slowly pulled his prick from her mouth with a loud pop. Then she repeated the process. He was groaning loudly.

She released his cock once more and she began to use her tongue. She ran her tongue down the upper side of his prick and then came back up to the head. Again she went down on his long length until she could feel his heavy balls resting against her chin.

She knew she was adept at giving blow-jobs. She knew that no girl in school had more experience in giving them. Now she was using all the experience she had to make her father come quickly. She only knew that she didn't want her father to fuck her.

"God, baby!" he groaned. "God, you can do it! I knew you could. God Almighty, what a mouth!" She tasted the first of his lubricating fluid. She released his cock and touched the tip of her tongue to his hole. Again she tasted fluid and then just a salty taste. She knew he was getting ready to come.

"Goddamn, baby!" he said. "Take it in your mouth! I'm ready to give you my present. Goddamn, I'm going to come! Take it in your fucking mouth!" She was almost too slow. The first spurt of white caught her on the cheek, but then her mouth was enveloping his prick once more and she was tasting his jism. She swallowed quickly as he pumped his seed into her throat. He had a heavy load. It took her a while before she had drained him dry.

Susan fell backwards. She was relieved. At least now he wouldn't fuck her. She was thankful for that.

But then her father said: "Strip." She looked up in amazement. He was massaging the head of his cock and it was already becoming hard again. God, she'd never realized that he was so animal-like.

"Strip, I said!" His command was to be obeyed. She stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. He couldn't wait. He took the neck of her blouse and ripped it into two halves. She had not worn a bra.

She blushed as she felt his hot eyes taking in her ample tits. She couldn't believe that it was her father looking at her tits. She was beginning to feel a little warm under his gaze. She'd always been proud of her titties. And when boys looked at them, she'd always pushed them out to show their creamy flesh to good advantage.

Now she was feeling proud again and she wished she wasn't.

Not in front of her father.

"Now the rest," he said. "Take it all off Quickly, goddamn it!"

She reached for the zipper of her short skirt and pulled her skirt off. Now she stood before him in only her flimsy panties. She saw his eyes go to the junction of her thighs, where her blonde pubic hair was visible.

"The panties," he said. "Now the panties." She stripped the panties off her long legs. She could not take her eyes away from his prick. It had slowly grown to full length as he watched her undress. "Shit," he said. "I've got to fuck you!" Now he was really like an animal. He pushed her onto the bed and positioned himself between her thighs. He gave a shove and buried his cock in her cunt.