Top rated and latest rape/incest sex story: Farm Girl – Six
by Dark Dreamer
She jumped, then slowly, hesitantly, moved over to the table across from him.
“Mommy stop him!” I yelled “Pleeeeassse” I wailed.
“Grab her wrists and hold them there!” he barked.
I felt another, smaller pair of hands around my wrists. I tried to jerked my wrists away when he let go but my mother held firm.
His hands undid my pants and yanked them down and off as I sobbed in anguish and humiliation. He leered at me, rubbing my cunt through my thin bikini panties.
“You’re gonnaiately love this baby.” he smiled.
I jerked my head up to look at my Mom. Her eyes refused to meet mine. She stared dazedly at my body, wherever he touched it. He slowly slid my panties down and off, leaving me totally nude between the two of them.
His pants dropped to the floor and his cock came out. He poked it against my cunt slit. Slowly he pushed it into me, forcing inch after inc h up my cunt tube until his balls rested against my ass cheeks. He pumped into my then, slowly, easily, taking his time.
“You like that whore?” he gritted. “Does that feel good? Do you like being FUCKED by your Daddy?”
I sobbed, gritting my teeth against the pain in my slit and the sudden arousal of my oh so sensitive clitty. He pulled o the shower enclosure. My face was buried in his wet chest fur. Then I felt him shudder. His hips slammed forward as his head jerked up and back.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
He slumped against me, slowly lowering my leg, his cock slipping out of me.
I tried to stay away from him as much as I could of course. I stayed away from anywhere he could get me alone when an attack was due, but he always found a way somehow. I thought about telling someone, but I didn’t know who.
I sure couldn’t tell my mom. That sure wouldn’t do any good. The idea of her doing anything so rash as to stand up to him was laughable. She waited on him hand and foot, like he was some kind of God or something. I knew she wouldn’t believe me, and if she did, she wouldn’t do anything anyway.
It wasn’t just that he was fucking me whenever he wanted that was getting to me. It was the loss of control over my mind and body when he did it. Bad enough that he used me however he wanted, worse yet was that my body betrayed me during these times more often than not.
Sometimes it was over with fast and I could just walk away and clean up. Then again, there were the times when my body had shuddered through unwanted climaxes and orgasms at my fathers hands. What had been almost acceptable from the dirty Spinozzos was humiliating coming from my Dad.
I even thought about running away to escape him. But I was pretty smart. I knew that running away would solve nothing at all. What could I do? Go to New York and be a prostitute? How would that be any better than this? And what would happen if I turned out to like that too?
One day when my Mom was out he grabbed me as soon as I got home from school. I had gotten mixed up, thinking it was the next day my mom would be out, otherwise I would have stayed away for a few hours until she got home.
As it turned out it didn’t matter. He bent me backwards over the kitchen table and started kissing and fondling me. His hands ripped my shirt open and yanked it off. My bra went next. I was flat on my back on the table, my legs flailing helplessly as his mouth sucked on my small pink nipples.
His tongue rasped over the skin, his mouth suckling and chewing, forcing each nipple erect against my will. HIs hands squeezed my tit as he looked down into my face. “I’m gonna fuck you in the asshole little girl!” he hissed.
“You every been cornholed? Ever been sodomized? Fucked up your shitter!?” he panted evilly. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to close it for a month!!”
“NO! Please don’t Daddy! Don’t! Oh God!” I struggled against him, my fingers clawing for his face.
Suddenly the door opened and my Mother walked in. We all stared at each other open mouthed for several seconds, then my father smiled. He shoved my arms up above my head and gestured to her.
“Get over here and hold her down!” he ordered.
She continued to stare, her mouth opening and closing.
“Move your ass you bitch!” he shouted.
She jumped, then slowly, hesitantly, moved over to the table across from him.
“Mommy stop him!” I yelled “Pleeeeassse” I wailed.
“Grab her wrists and hold them there!” he barked.
I felt another, smaller pair of hands around my wrists. I tried to jerked my wrists away when he let go but my mother held firm.
His hands undid my pants and yanked them down and off as I sobbed in anguish and humiliation. He leered at me, rubbing my cunt through my thin bikini panties.
“You’re gonna love this baby.” he smiled.
I jerked my head up to look at my Mom. Her eyes refused to meet mine. She stared dazedly at my body, wherever he touched it. He slowly slid my panties down and off, leaving me totally nude between the two of them.
His pants dropped to the floor and his cock came out. He poked it against my cunt slit. Slowly he pushed it into me, forcing inch after inc h up my cunt tube until his balls rested against my ass cheeks. He pumped into my then, slowly, easily, taking his time.
“You like that whore?” he gritted. “Does that feel good? Do you like being FUCKED by your Daddy?”
I sobbed, gritting my teeth against the pain in my slit and the sudden arousal of my oh so sensitive clitty. He pulled out and stepped back. He picked up a can from the table. I hadn’t noticed it before. It was shaving cream.
He poured out a huge handful of white cream.
“Pull your legs up to your chest.” he ordered me.
I sobbed and shook my head. Humiliated by having my Mother see him fucking me. He grabbed one of my boobs in his other hand and twisted it viciously, making me cry out in pain.
“Do as I say you little slut or I’ll tear your fucking tit right off!” he screamed.
Jerkily, I pulled my legs up and back, opening my cunt and ass to him. He slapped his cream filled hand against my asshole, smearing it all over my crotch area. He rubbed his hand over his hot red cock, and centered it against my cream covered shithole.
I could feel the tip against my crinkled little asshole. He pushed harder and harder until he forced the tip past the opening.
He started fucking it in and out with just the tip. Repeatedly forcing my asshole open and closed. He began to press deeper and deeper with each new stroke, shoving his long fat fuck spike deeper into my asshole.
I stared up at my mother. Her face was frozen as she held me tightly. Her eyes were locked her eyes. She looked upon the man in front of her not as a fellow officer, but as a pure instrument of her desire. She felt every inch of her skin, some inches felt a lot better than others.
“Excuse me sir. Sorry.” Said the officer clad in a yellow uniform as he attempted to steady the higher ranked officer in front of him.
Her mind and body betrayed her. Her nipples were actually visible through her uniform. Her breath was coming quicker. ‘What’s wrong with me.’ She forced through the haze in her mind. She didn’t know what was happening, but she knew what was going happen. At this point, it was out of her hands, and in his.
“No, excuse me, I wasn’t looking.” She was letting him go, then, “You know, I have never really like the term ‘sir’, why don’t you call me Beverly.”
“Um, OK, Beverly. I have to be getting to… Are you feeling OK? You look a little, warm.”
“Warm no, Hot yes. I want to throw you down right here and fuck your brains out.” He voice was whispery.
“Well, I am due to go on duty in a few minutes, but thanks for the offer.” He said, completely shocked.
“I’ll write you a note.” Then she flung herself at him. Her lips were sealed to his, any resistance he had was quickly diminishing. Her body was on fire. She was kidding about fucking him in the corridor, but it was quickly becoming her only alternative.
He broke the kiss. “Jordan to Maintenance.”
“Maintenance, go ahead Jordan”
“I’m going to be a little late for my shift,” Glancing at Beverly “Medical reasons.”
“Anything we should know about?”
“No, I’ll contact you later. Jordan out.” ‘A janitor? I’m about to fuck a janitor? Who cares if I hump the doors of a tur arm.
“Oh.” remarked Wesley. “That doesn’t look so good. Here, I have just the thing to take care of that.” Ro realized that this was a little worse than she thought. “Is this going to take long?”
“No, but swing your legs up on the bed. This next injection makes people a little dizzy.” Wesley grabbed one of his hyposprays from next to the ter He leaned forward and hissed in my ear.
“Your Mom used to have a nice tight little asshole too, until I fucked it open for her! Har! Har! Har!” he laughed. His hand came down and cracked against my face, bringing a sharp yelp from me.
“Go do your chores now slut.”
I looked up at my Mom but she still wouldn’t meet my eyes, so I slowly turned and stumbled off the table and out of the kitchen. I went up to my room to get some clothes on and then went back down to head for the barn. My Dad stopped me as I was about to pas out the side door.
“Hold it, you!” he ordered.
I tensed up and turned slowly, dreading what new ideas he might have had.
“What the fuck are you doing with those on?” he demanded.
I looked at him in confusion, then looked down at my coveralls and t-shirt.
“What?” I asked, flustered.
“Get those clothes off! I didn’t say you could wear clothes. Why should we waste clothes on a slut like you?”
I just looked at him in shock.
“You got nothing to hide from us little pussy.”
He stalked closer till his angry face was right next to mine. “Why should you get those clean clothes all dirty out in the barn!? Take em off now!”
Slowly, resignedly I undid the catches on my shoulder and slid the coverall dow my body and off my legs. I pulled my t-shirt up and off my head till I was standing there in just bra and panties. He motioned at them imperiously and I sighed and pulled them off too.
“Much better! you look much better that way!” he chortled.
“Now get out to the barn and do your chores.”
I went out the door naked, walking over and into the barn. It felt strange, but somehow very free to do my chores in the nude, not having to worry about getting my clothes dirty or anything.
Our farm was isolated enough that there wasn’t any chance of anybody seeing me, so I guess my Dad was right on that account. Why wear clothes? Him and my Mom had seen everything I had, that was for sure.
I finished and went back into the house, quickly showering to get the barnyard smell off me. I stared uncertainly at my clothes, wondering if I was allowed to wear clothes i the house. I didn’t want to make my Dad mad again and get another whipping. I decided to go down and find out.
My mom was stretched out naked on the sofa as I rounded the curve in the stairs and stopped. Dad was humping away between her spread legs as she grunted and jerked against him. He looked up and noticed me. “Get your little ass down here!” he ordered.
“Sit down on the bitches face!”
I hesitated, loathing the idea of placing my tender pussy near my own Mother’s face.
“Move your ass whore!” he yelled.
I jumped down the last two stairs and scrambled over to the end of the sofa where her head hung over slightly.
“Sit!” my Dad ordered.
Slowly I lowered my pussy until I felt my Mom’s nose make contact with my pussy slit. I held there desperately for several seconds, then my Dad grabbed my shoulder and jerked me down so I fell full on her face. “Lick her bitch!” he ordered her.
I felt her tongue slithering up and down along my slit, darting and dipping slowly, resentfully.
“If you don’t make her cunt, I’m gonna chain you up naked in the yard with the dogs and pigs.” my Dad said.
Then he looked at me. “If you cum, you go in the yard instead.”
There was a slight hesitation below me and then my Mom’s tongue began squirming and sliding in and out of my slit furiously. It raced up to the top of my cunt mouth and buffed back and froth against my clitty. I tried to pull away slightly and her hands came up and locked around my hips. Her fingers dug into my fleshy skin, gouging out thin craters.
Her tongue was moving up and down as she rubbed her face and jaw back and froth. I squirmed slightly, fighting against any sensation of eroticism or excitement, willing my body to be still and ignore the movements between my legs.
Her hands slid up my sides and clutched my tits boldly. She smoothly stroked all around the nipples as she worked on my pussy. I groaned silently, cursing her this betrayal. She was a woman, and knew exactly how to treat my body, knew exactly what would stir it into excitement despite my wishes.
My groin began twitching and then humping against her face. Each time I felt it move, I tried to stop it, but too late. Soon my hardened nipples poked out of fever swollen breasts as my body began to sway back and forth over her.
My groin was a blazing valley of wanton desire that consumed my mind with sensations of lust and gratification., My hands came down on her head and jerked her face against me as I moaned and sobbed loudly. My brain was swamped. My will to resist overrun by the sizzling sparks of churning electric impulses racing through my body.
I felt her body being jerked back an forth under me as my Dad continued to fuck her. One of her hands left my swollen titty and slid up against my squatting, humping ass. It squirmed around till one finger was pointing upward, and the next time I squished down, I felt it thrusting up inside me.
I cried out in shock and pleasure as it slid into my pussy. On my next hump two fingers penetrated my quim, then three, then four, then her hand was a madly squirming monster trying to force its way up inside me. I was defenceless.I Screamed inwardly with desire to stop her, knowing I would explode if she succeeded.
Still my body betrayed me, humping harder, trying to impale itself on the hard bony hand. Then it happened. My pussy lips spread wide around her hand and it slid up inside me to the wrist. I stopped in shock, and held still, squatting above her.
She quickly bunched her fingers into a tight fist and rammed it way up inside me. My body stiffened and then slowly started to shake. Then my mind collapsed into a screaming whirlwind of sexual energy. I screamed in ecstasy and horror as I felt the hard fat fist crushing through my tight tunnel and mashing its bony knuckles against my cervix.
Fuck juice spewed down my tunnel and around her hand and wrist as she buried it u inside me to her forearm. My body was racked with convulsions as my grunting humping groin, rutted against the fist with mindless want and satisfaction.
I gave a final shuddering gasp of purest ecstasy and delight, then collapsed to the side, falling off her face. My mind was dazed and exhausted by the experience. I could see my Mother looking up at me with a cool smirk on her face as she pulled her hand loose and lay back to enjoy the final pumpings of my Dad’s cock up her pussy.
I lay there trembling as he finished and then turned towards me, his eyes sparking.
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