Jeff Collins
Their incest urge

CHAPTER ONE

Diane was masturbating, wildly shoving two fingers up her nearly hairless little pussy, when her cousin, Ron, walked into the bedroom and caught her.

"That's naughty, Diane!" he said. "I'll bet your daddy would whip you for sure if he caught you playing with your pussy like that!"

Diane was whimpering. What her cousin said was true. Her father was very strict, and a real puritan. Sex was a taboo subject in their house.

"You won't tell, will you, Ron?"

"Hell, no. I do it too!"

"Play with yourself?" Diane's whimpering stopped. Suddenly she was curious. Ron had been staying with them for the summer, and ever since he had arrived Diane had been wondering how she could get a look at his cock. She had never seen a boy's cock, much less touched one, and she was wildly curious.

Ron was only two years older than Diane, but she was sure that the boy was experienced with girls.

"How do you do it? Play with yourself, I mean?"

"Like this." Ron pulled off his swim trunks, the only thing he'd been wearing when he entered the room, and fisted the long spike of his fleshy cock.

"Oh, Ron, it's so big! How can a boy ever get such a big thing in a girl's pussy?"

"Easy, Diane. The trick is to get the pussy real wet. But you've already done that with your fingers."

Diane felt an uncomfortable warmth growing in her body as she stared up at the muscular boy standing in front of her with his naked dick bulging. The athletic odor of his body came to her nostrils and made the juices flow faster from her cuntal lips. She smiled as their eyes met and Ron slowly lowered himself to the bed beside her.

"Wanna touch it, Diane? Wanna touch my dick?"

She nodded. "Yes, yes, a lot! I'll let you touch my pussy, too!"

"Let's kiss first. That's a good way to get each other hot!"

Diane's lips parted as she felt his tight, thin mouth brush against hers. She placed her arm around his neck and waited for what seemed like an eternity for him to do something. Then his warm tongue suddenly slipped between her soft lips and darted into her mouth. Diane allowed him to move closer, until his chest was pressing against her titties. She held her fingers against the back of his neck and met his probing tongue with her own.

His chest crushed her tits, flattening them and making the nipples hard. They burned with desire. Would Ron try to fuck her? She hadn't counted on that. She really just wanted to play and explore. Her pussy, she was sure, was still too small for a cock, especially a big hunk of meat like her cousin's.

Diane felt the warmth spread rapidly though her body as their kiss became more and more passionate. She wanted to break away from him, push him back and break the physical contact that was suddenly beginning to create things in her body.

His tongue was so caressing, so gentle yet demanding. The innocent girl's body automatically began responding. There was that now familiar burning ache in her pussy, the ache that demanded so much and gave so much more.

"I like you, Diane," Ron said with heavy breath when their lips parted. "I mean, I really like you a lot."

"I like you, too, Ron," Diane said softly, trying to cool the juices flowing though her pussy. The sound of her voice and the touch of her ripe body in his arms sent desire rocketing through the boy's body. He could feel his hard prick pressing against her belly and his balls itched so much it was all he could do to keep himself from reaching down to rub them.

Lifting her chin from his naked shoulder, Ron brought her beautiful face to his. They stared into each other's eyes for a long moment, a deep warmth radiating between them. Then he crushed his lips against the soft outline of her sweet, sensuous mouth.

Diane wasn't prepared for the fierceness of his kiss. She felt her body crushed against his while his tongue probed the warm depths of her mouth. The fire between her thighs suddenly burst into leaping flames, that seemed to touch every nerve center in her body.

The inexperienced girl commanded herself to push the handsome boy away, but her body disobeyed her mind and she clung to him in a passionate embrace while they explored each other's mouths with hot desire.

Diane felt his hand on her leg, his fingers moving steadily up.

"Are you… are you going to touch my pussy now?"

"Yeah, and maybe rub my dick against it. You'll like it. It feels really good. Okay?"

The touch of his hard fingers on her smooth, tender, warm thighs made her tremble. Diane squeezed her thighs together, but she soon fell the tips of his probing fingers pressing against her soft pubic hair. Tiny shock waves coursed through her as he pressed, massaged, caressed and fondled the soft, warm cushion of her pussy.

"Ohhhh, Diane, you feel so good down there! Can I put my finger in you, like you were doing?"

"Okay, but be careful. Sometimes it hurts if I push in too far."

Ron found her cuntal slit with his fingers and sighed. He was no virgin to sex, but his experience was limited to the high-school prostitutes who would do anything for a couple of dollars. How often had he heard the boys talking in gym… talking about how when a girl said no she really meant yes. Ron had read a half a dozen books that said girls felt they had to say no to a boy, even when they wanted it. And what they really wanted was for the boy to ignore them and to ahead and fuck them.

He slid his hand down to the center of her clit and began rubbing back and forth as firmly as he could. When she turned her head away from his eager lips, he put his mouth against her ear and began blowing softly into it. He nibbled at her earlobe and darted his tongue inside her ear while he continued rubbing her pussy.

"Feel good?"

"Yes, oh yes! It feels wonderful!"

Diane relaxed and parted her thighs as his demanding fingers continued probing and caressing the center of her pussy.

"Ron, do you want me?" she moaned as his finger brushed back and forth across the tiny, sensitive bud between the lips of her cunt.

"Jeez, yeah!" the boy gasped, becoming bolder and allowing his hand to reach out and cup one of her ripe titties. Then he took her hand in his and guided it down to his burning crotch. He placed her fingers on his straining prick, then doubled his attack on her hot cunt.

Diane could feel the pulsing in his hard meat beneath her hand and she began rubbing it lightly until he was squirming. It was so exciting to have a real, live boy's prick in her hand!

"My dick is fatter than my fingers, Diane. It would really feel good in there!"

"You sure? I mean, won't it hurt?"

"Only for a little bit. Okay?"

"All right," she moaned.

The two teenagers squirmed back and forth in each other's arms. Ron's hands eagerly explored her soft, luscious body. He ran his fingers lightly up the crevice between her buttocks, then brought his knee up between the softness of her thighs to press it against the down of her pussy. He cupped her ripe tits in his hands, caressing them until the nipples were bright pink and standing tautly out at attention.

Diane gave herself over to the fantastic passion that was now bubbling and rapidly coming to a boil in her body. She clung to him, rubbing her belly shamelessly against his rigid cock. The inexperienced girl suddenly began to think of Ron as the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She caressed his face with her fingers while her tongue rubbed against his tongue inside his moist, warm mouth.

"Play with my prick, Diane, please!" he moaned urgently as they fondled each other.

Diane blushed as she allowed her hand to travel across his taut, flat belly. She realized just how inexperienced she really was.

Pulling her mouth free of his eager lips, the girl began trailing kisses over his chest as she slowly tasted the flavors of his masculine body. She wrapped her slender fingers around his throbbing prick and held it tightly in her hand as she feasted her tongue on his body.

She placed her head on his hard belly and stared at his rod in her hand. She moved forward, nuzzling it lovingly with the tip of her nose. She blew on it, covering it with the, hot breath of her aroused body. Then she pursed her lips and lowered her mouth until she captured the blood-engorged tip between them.

It was all Ron could do to keep from coming the moment he saw her ripe lips slide down over the aching head of his prick. She was so pretty. Her hair fell to his thighs, teasingly brushing against them when she slowly began lowering her head to take more and more of his cock into her mouth.

Diane could feel his entire body trembling and straining as she slid his meat into her mouth. The salty flavor of his juices seemed to crash against her taste buds and send an even more intense excitement racing through her pussy.

She had never sucked a cock before, but it seemed so natural to taste him before he put it inside her pussy that she began to devour his meat with greedy hunger.

It was at the precise moment that Diane's father, Paul Millard, raged into the room like a huge wounded bear. He grasped the boy and pulled him to his feet. His fist lashed out and knocked the boy into unconsciousness. Then he dragged him from the room.

Diane's father returned. He closed and bolted the door and faced the naked body of his daughter as she cowered on the bed.

"We, we were just playing, Daddy!"

"You call that playing?" the man bellowed. "Taking that boy's filthy cock into your mouth is not playing!"

Diane sat up, reached for a robe to cover her nakedness, and tried to speak to him, tried to say something to calm him.

And then he looked at her face and his own seemed to become distorted with loathing for her. "You must be punished, Diane. I must punish you for the terrible sin you have committed." He turned and left the room.

Diane was slipping her panties up her legs when he returned. To her horror, he was carrying a whip.

His face, now red with anger, told her that she couldn't protest and that she would have to suffer whatever punishment he had decided for her.

"I want you to lie over your bed," he hissed. "I'm going to whip you. What I caught you doing was something so horrible that I have no alternative!" His voice rose as the girl lay meekly over the edge of the bed. He stepped to her side and, lifting the whip, he struck her with savage force across her ass cheeks, protected only by her flimsy panties.

"Ohhhh!" Diane cried. "Oh, noooo, please, Daddy, please!"

As she cried out in agony, he hit her again. Her screams filled the room, but her father was now blind with rage. He lifted the whip and struck her a third time.

The white panties were suddenly stained with blood and the sight of it inflamed him still more.

He suddenly stopped beating her and flipped her quivering body over onto her back. He stared at her through hazy, lust-filled eyes. Drool dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he looked down at her sobbing face and swollen eyes.

She reached up in a pathetic effort to defend her face and titties. He suddenly placed his knee between her legs and began to fondle her tits. With inflamed, bloodshot eyes he moved his hands roughly down her body.

There was a look of terror in Diane's eyes as she expected him to strike her tits and cunt, but instead he roughly forced his fingers between the furrow of her pussy.

"Were you going to let him put his prick in here next, you little slut? Is that why you were sucking him…? To get him good and hard so he could fuck your pussy with his prick?"

"No, Daddy. Please!"

"If you want to find out what a cock feels like, I'll show you!"

"No, no, Daddy, please, please!" she cried, knowing that something terrible was about to happen to her. She was filled with fear at the sight of his distorted face. "No! No, Daddy!"

But his hand suddenly unfastened his trousers and pulled out his cock. It was already fully erect, the foreskin pulled back tight from the knob.

"Yes," he panted, forcing himself between her thighs. "I'll show you what becomes of girls who play games! I'll put this in to teach you a lesson, put my fucking prick in your little pussy and show you, you dirty slut!"

As he spoke, he thrust the massive head of his cock forward to spread the outer lips of her cunt. Up and down her slit went the hot, hard head of her father's meat. Then he felt the elastic flesh spread and he lunged forward.

He drove his cock into her fuckhole, penetrating and rupturing her cherry with the first lunge.

"Aaarrruuugghhhh!" the innocent virgin screamed as the most searing pain she had ever experienced in her life raged through her body like a slashing, twisting, dull knife ripping at her tender flesh. Her tight cunt resisted the cruel invasion, the walls stretching beyond their limits as his thick long rod rammed mercilessly against them.

Diane thought she was going to faint. She could even feel the black void sweeping around her, but she fought against it with every ounce of her being.

"I… can't… stand… it!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "You're killing meeee!"

Paul Millard ignored his daughter's pleas and lunged into her sweet, warm body with everything he had. He thrust, rammed, lunged, and worked his throbbing prick inch by inch up inside the beautiful teenager's soft body. He ground down until he felt the last inch of his pulsing cock ram inside her.

Diane was on the verge of hysteria. Her tortured, ravaged body had endured its ultimate limit of pain and then gone beyond. She was positive that her insides had been ripped apart, that she would bleed and die… and death would be a welcome relief from the horrible pain she was enduring.

Then gradually, so very, very slowly, the girl felt the pain begin to fade. Her body seemed to be stuffed with his meat, stuffed and stretched all out of shape. Yet his cock inside her felt strangely good, vaguely pleasant, even a little exciting.

As the pain lessened, Diane remembered a time in the woods. Her girl friend and her date had gone off by themselves. Less than five minutes later, Diane had heard the girl screaming, begging for her boy friend to fuck her, to shove his dick into her. Now Diane began to understand why. It did feel good to have a cock completely filling her pussy.

She closed her eyes and blotted out the fact that it was her father's dick fucking her. She imagined that it was Ron's cock inside her, and she started moving her hips, fucking back.

When he started to moved his hips and slide his huge cock up and down the length of her newly ruptured pussy, the girl braced herself for more pain. She was surprised to find that, instead of hurting, his motions inside her felt good.

Paul reared back and brought the tip of his prick to the outer entrance of her virginal hole. He lunged into her with all his might and sent his throbbing prick to the very depths of her womb.

"Oh! OH! OHHHH!" Diane cried.

He did it again, this time crushing his pelvis against her clitoris as he reached the bottom on his long, hard thrust.

"aaaiiiiwww!" she squealed, the sharp shocks of pleasure striking to the very heart of her innocent body.

"This will teach you, this will teach you," her father chanted, grinding his hard bone against her clitoris.

He reached down and grasped her lovely tits in his hands and began fucking her with a hard, steady motion that made his heavy balls slap loudly against her taut ass. He massaged her nipples roughly until they were bright red, fucking her harder and harder with each stroke.

Diane was positive she was going to faint now. Her body was so consumed with fire she thought she would melt into a puddle of burned flesh. His cock so filled her pussy the girl thought she could feel it ramming all the way up to her throat.

And the way he ground his meat into her clitoris each time he sent the fat bulb at the tip of his cock ramming against her womb made Diane cry out with intense pleasure. She arched her hips and tried to ride the rampaging tool that was an explosion erupt somewhere in the hidden depths of her body. Her mind suddenly went blank and an animal passion gripped her entire being. She flung her legs around his heaving waist and locked her ankles just above his pumping hips.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she began chanting. Her doubled little fists began pounding on his rock-hard shoulders and she kicked her heels into his buttocks. "Fuck meeee!"

Diane could hardly believe it was happening to her, that this was her voice screaming that vulgar word. The initial explosion in her ravaged, virginal body was followed by another, and then another, like a series of firecrackers going off, with each one more intense and all-consuming that the last.

She could feel the rope-like veins along the shaft of his cock gouging into the tender walls of her pussy, digging small trenches each time he rammed his prick to the very depths of her womb. His balls were bouncing off the cheeks of her ass with a loud slapping noise that seemed to beat in cadence with their writhing bodies.

Then Diane felt his prick suddenly swell inside her. It seemed to be inflating like a balloon. The walls of her pussy stretched even more as the living thing inside her grew and grew.

"You're a whore, that's all you are!" he hissed feeling the cum building in his balls. "You love cock! You're nothing but a slut!"

But Diane didn't hear him. There was a thunder in her ears. Her cunt was exploding again around his dick.

Her fists beat against his shoulders as her body trembled and quaked completely beyond her control. She was biting her lips with the extreme pleasure each new explosion in her body gave her.

Then she felt it. The swollen blood-engorged head. It of his prick seemed to explode deep inside her. She felt a jet of boiling hot cum spurt into her pussy and splash off the tender walls of her virginal channel. The heat of his juice gushing into her body triggered the biggest explosion yet in every fiber of her being.

"Aaaaiiiieieeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her entire body seemed to come apart. It was as if she had no being of her own, as if she was a part of his giant cock jerking in and out of her ravaged cunt. Diane closed her eyes and rode the first true come of her life to its thrilling end.

Then she opened her eyes, and reality hit her again. She had just been fucked by her own father. The shock of it all sent her into a stupor. She lay back on the bed, stunned and prostrate, ravaged shock.

And then Paul pulled his huge cock out of his daughter's cunt, and looked down at her ravaged body and terror-stricken face. Slowly, the reality of what he had just clone seeped into his brain, and he began to shake with fear.