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Chapter 2

Skip Howard was in another world.

He had forgotten about his marital problems, the hassles of his life, giving himself up to a sensuous and erotic bout with the lovely and enigmatic Julie. He held her buttocks in his hands and lowered her down over his mouth, moving her snatch closer and closer to his hungry and eager lips.

At the same time, the girl was feasting on his cock and as far as Julie was concerned, Skip was no slouch in that department. Although it, wasn't quite as long as Mr. Billinghams’s, Skip's pecker was even thicker and she relished the way it filled her mouth, rubbing up against the inside of her cheeks.

Her head bobbed up and down as she felt the insistent pressure of his fingers. She pushed her hips down and stiffened, thrilling at the touch of his mouth against her private parts.

"Yes, yes, she murmured hoarsely. "Eat me, suck on it. Eat me out, you big beautiful stud!"

Pressing his lips to the soft hairy dampness between her legs, he rolled his tongue over each wide pouting cunt lip, licking them completely. Then, the tip of his tongue slipped up inside the slit of her pussy and wiggled up and down as she responded with frantic downward thrusts of her hips and pelvis. Finally, he pressed his lips all the way inside and found the entrance to her deep gaping hole. It was wet and wonderfully hot and as soon as he touched her inner cunt folds, she shivered and screamed out with joy.

“Wow, yes, more, suck on it. Chew on my clit!" she begged him, turning once again to his cock. She took the huge stiff organ between her lips and sucked on it frantically, feeling the round swollen head of his tool pressing at the back of her throat.

Making loud slurping squishing sounds, Skip thrust his tongue in and out of her wet gaping hole. He twisted her clit around between the edges of her front teeth and Julie responded in kind, sucking up and down on his cock as her head worked energetically, mouth-fucking him until his nuts ached and he began to whimper with uncontrollable passion and delight.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled his mouth away and twisted her around until she was flat on the bed. Then, raising her legs high, he clamped them over his shoulders and bent down in front of her, his massive cock aimed directly between the lush swollen lips of her pussy.

"Yes, yes, do it!" she cried excitedly. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Shove your cock in all the way, baby. Fill me, grind it down in place. Oh, I want you to fuck me so badly. I can taste it, taste it!"

Her words made him pant, shivering with delight. His cock was filled to the bursting point and his heavy pendulous nuts swung between his legs, seemingly filled with come just aching to be released.

Slowly, he lowered himself down on top of her, holding his cock between two fingers and angling it in until the massive rotund head lodged itself perfectly between her wide gaping cunt lips. Then, with a roar that echoed in her ears, he slammed down, hard and fast.

"Oh God, God!" she screamed, raking her fingernails over his back as she felt his massive piece of; meat thrusting deeply inside of her, plowing down into her vagina with amazing speed and energy.

Grinding his hairy balls against her soft round stomach, he clutched her tightly and thrust his cock in until it could go no further. He was impaled up to his root, unable to move in another inch. Taking his time, Skip began to piston his rod in and out, loving the way she worked her cunt muscles around the shaft of his pecker, clamping him in place with a vise-like grip.

He felt himself being sucked farther and farther into her cunt and the heat built up as he frictioned quickly, humping into her and releasing all of his stored up sexual vitality and physical hunger.

Indeed, Julie responded in kind. She pushed upwards, loving the way he worked his cock in and out so smoothly and quickly never tiring. He had broken through her barrier of sullenness and unhappiness, releasing a wild thrashing animal that lay beneath her despair.

Gone were thoughts of the past. In their place was a free and naked kind: of lust, pure and filled with raw erotic energy. She clung to him as he drove his prick in and out, slamming it down until she thought she would cream. Reaching behind her, stretching her hand, she managed to grab hold of his wildly swaying nuts.

Skip felt the girl's fingers on his balls and shivered with delight. She cupped his nuts with her hand and squeezed them gently, fondling and toying with his hairy sac as he battered into her, ramming harder and harder' and feeling his come getting ready to shoot out of the head of his deeply buried cock.

"Please, harder, harder," she begged, moaning and shaking beneath him. Then, she exploded. Her body contorted and she writhed on the bed, the sheets wrinkling up beneath her as her legs gripped his back and she began to come.

Skip felt his own climax approaching as Julie thrust up beneath him, shivering and crying out that she was creaming, coming, feeling her juices swirling down and covering his cock. Pounding faster and faster into her wet juicy pussy, he heard her scream of passion and knew that he could no longer contain himself.

Suddenly, his balls seemed to tingle and explode. "Shit, baby, now, now!" he cried out joyously. "Oh fuck I'm creaming. I'm shooting!" He felt his come shooting up the length of his deeply buried hose, gushing out in thick hot wads and searing the walls of her tight dripping snatch.

Julie felt the man coming as well. She clung, to him and let her climax take hold, exulting in the feel of his cream cascading into her pussy and bathing the hot burning walls of her vagina. His hot come kept pumping up into her hole and she felt the muscles along the walls of her cunt contracting around his prick as if to milk him dry, to drain him of every last drop of sperm.

She cried out in one long moan of ecstasy. It was not a human cry, but welled up from the back of her throat, an animal call of pure and unadulterated lust. She had given herself up to him, totally and freely.

Soon, Skip could do no more. He lay on top of her, exhausted and breathless. He felt his cock going limp inside her mushy dripping cunt, but he wanted to keep it in place as long as possible. "Unreal," he told her. "Just unbelievable!"

Julie giggled. He had not heard a girl giggle like that in years. I t was honest, real, a sound signifying that she had enjoyed herself, had accepted his compliment without dishonest or false modesty. "I'm glad it worked out," she told him as he moved off of her, his limp pecker plopping out all smeared with come and cunt juice.

"Did you?" he asked, reaching for the pack of cigarettes on the night table.

"Did I? Are you kidding? You were fantastic, kiddo!" she told him with a laugh, kissing him quickly. She accepted a lit cigarette and lay in the hollow of his arm, thinking sweet lazy thoughts, enjoying the quiet after-throes of their mutual climax and pleasure…

"Why did you run away?" he asked her a few minutes later, watching the columns of smoke drifting up to the ceiling.

"I'd hardly call it running away," she replied. "My parents knew I was leaving. I have my degree. I'm over twenty-one. It's my own life, you know."

"But what are you escaping?"

"My past," she said in a whisper.

He looked at her curiously, wondering what troubles she was trying.to overcome. She was seeking to separate herself with miles, to erase something that had happened, something that was obviously still causing her great pain and personal anguish.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

"Sure, I don't mind. You're a good listener. I like that in a man. I can trust you."

"I should hope so!" he said with mock surprise, squeezing her tightly and kissing her tits with his slightly parted lips. "Go on, I'm all ears." He inhaled deeply and waited for her to begin.

"Well, you know the story about how my English teacher seduced me and took my virginity. And you know that I kept on sleeping with him while I was in high school. The thing of it was, I thought my parents were blind to what was happening.

"I thought I was being discreet and as a result, I got a little cocky and thus, a little careless. It was my downfall, if that's the word for it. For it happened that one day my father discovered me screwing Mr. Billingham."

"Bad scene, eh?" Skip asked her, pleased and yet surprised at her honesty.

"To say the least!" she replied hotly. "Very, very bad scene. We were in the woods together and wouldn't you know that my dad was out fishing. He must have heard us and even though I never saw him, he told me later that he had witnessed the whole thing.

"When I got home, I went up to my room to take a shower. My mother was out and as I got out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, I heard the front door opening and slamming shut. My father called out to me and when I told him I was upstairs he strode quickly up to my room.'

"His face was livid and he dropped his fishing equipment on the floor and stared at me. 'You little fucking tramp!' he screamed out in a rage. 'I should kill you for this!'

"What are you talking about?' I asked considerably frightened. I'd never seen my father so angry before. He slammed the door to my room and locked it behind him. I edged away, frightened, not knowing what was happening.

"Don't give me this little Miss Innocence routine, young lady. I was out fishing at the lake today. And guess what I saw? Guess!"

“I don't know,' I told him, shaking, clutching the towel around my otherwise naked body.

"Well I'll spell it out for you. I saw you rolling around on the grass with your English teacher, that's what. I saw him fucking the shit out of you and I saw you loving it, loving every minute of it!"

"I was furious at him for spying, but really embarrassed at the same time. I turned red, but before I could say anything or offer an explanation – god knows what I would have said, anyway – he had pulled off his leather belt and was brandishing it in his hands.

" 'You're going to get a beating for this, Julie,' he told me. 'I'm going to have to punish you. This kind of thing can't go on. It's filthy, indecent.' Then, he sat down at the edge of the bed and ordered me to come to him.

"Meekly, scared out of my wits, I shuffled over to my father. 'Get down over my lap,' he said angrily and I complied, getting up over his thighs and bending over, my ass in a perfect position for a spanking. I was still wearing the towel, but he put down the belt and raised his hand. He lifted it over his head and then brought it down, his palm flat, his finger rigid. He slapped my buttocks with a hard resounding thud and I screamed out in pain, flinching, wincing as he stung into my skin.

"Again, he raised his hand, bringing it down hard on my bottom. My ass was burning with pain, but as I struggled, thrashing about on top of his lap and thighs, I felt the most curious thing. Somehow, with all my tossing, the towel had become undone. It was hiked up around my waist and my ass was suddenly exposed, as well as my pussy.

"My naked cunt was right over his crotch and as my father spanked me and I rolled back and forth, trying to escape his merciless blows, my pussy began to rub up and down against his cock. I didn't realize what was happening until I felt a certain definite hardness pressing up against my snatch.

"At first, I didn't realize what it was. He kept hitting, slapping my naked flesh and breathing hard. But the more I rolled on top of him, the more I tossed to get out of his grasp, the harder the thing beneath me became.

"It wasn't long before I realized what it was. You see, as my father spanked me, he began to get an erection. I'd seen his cock in the flesh only once before, when I caught him coming out of the bedroom. That had been purely accidental and I'd only gotten a glimpse of it before he slipped into his bedroom. But now, as he spanked me, I felt this huge long thing rubbing up against my naked crotch.

"It really freaked me out, to say the least!

"At first, I was frightened and upset, but the longer he held me, gripping me around the waist, and the more he spanked me, the greater became my excitement. I just couldn't believe that my father was getting sexually aroused with his own daughter and that I, at the same time, was getting physically turned on as well.

"But that's the truth of it. Gradually, as his breathing got harsher and harsher and I heard him panting, his hand came down against my naked quivering buttocks with less and less force. I held my breath, wondering what was going to happen.

"He began to slap me, but very gently and finally he stopped altogether. We were both silent. I stopped moving, pressing the lips of my naked burning pussy right up against the lengthy outline rising up in his pants. I was itching to get my fingers on his cock, but didn't dare make the first move. Nevertheless, I must admit that his spanking had turned me on something fierce.

"My ass was burning, but the pain was mingled with a heady pleasure, a unique kind of physical excitement. Then, instead of spanking me, he began to rub the heated palm of his hand up and down across my ass, massaging my skin as I held my breath. He dipped his fingers slowly between the rounded globes of my ass, slipping them into the hot deep crevice of my bottom.

"I just couldn't believe it. But it was happening, all right. My father was pulling apart the cheeks of my ass and before I knew it, he had pressed his middle finger right up to my pink puckered hole. I flinched and bit my tongue as he shoved his finger in hard, grinding it down into my rectum.

"Then, as he kept pumping it in and out, he started humping upwards, pushing his hips forward so that he was dry humping me, moving his cock towards my pussy even though he hadn't taken off his pants. I mean, what was I to do? I was excited and could barely contain myself.

"Finally, without saying a word, he pulled his finger out roughly and pushed me off him. He threw me down on the bed, so that my legs were on the floor and my arms stretched out in front of me. I was totally naked and didn't move, my ass staring him in the eye.

" 'I'm not finished with you, Julie,' he said gruffly. 'I'm going to punish you, punish you so you won't ever forget who's the boss around here!"

"I turned my head around, holding my breath. But I gasped out nevertheless, for there inside his pants was a monstrously swollen organ, perhaps a twin brother to Mr. Billingham's unwieldy and immense pecker. It throbbed visibly and while I stared at it, my father unzipped his pants and pulled them down over his hips. His cock was still hidden inside his undershorts…

"At the same time, he pulled his shirt up, tucking it around his burly hairy chest. I didn't move, didn't dare' say a word, wondering what he intended to do with me. But then, when he pulled down his underwear, I nearly cried out, I was so turned on.

"Shit, but my old man had just an enormous fat pecker. It was the same size as my English teacher's, but the head was rounder and larger. I couldn't believe it. It plopped out into the open and he shuffled over to me, his pants around his ankles.

"His eyes were narrowed and he had a cruel smile on his lips and I was so afraid, I thought I'd scream. But the idea of having my father's cock buried deep inside my pussy made me go apeshit so I stayed where I was, rooted to the bed, my ass sticking out right in line with his enormous hot throbbing erection.

"Then, without another word, he dropped to his knees and grabbed hold of my ass. I stifled a moan of pleasure as I felt his fingers wrenching apart the cheeks of my round smooth bottom. Pulling my ass towards his face, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and began to swab and lash his way up and down along my anal furrow.

"His tongue touched the center of my bottom-hole and I shivered involuntarily, my body convulsing as I lay back and let him do all the work. He seemed fixated on my ass, his tongue licking and swiping across my puckered little hole. Then, he dug his mouth in even deeper, shoving his bristly rasping tongue in hard so that it pushed apart the puckered folds and tender creases, moving right up into my rectum.

"I nearly hit the ceiling as I felt his tongue drilling up into my asshole. It felt incredible. Indeed, Mr. Billingham had never attempted to rim me, even though I'd seen Beth performing that exotic anal rite.

"Seeing how pleasurable it was, I thought he'd enjoy it if I did the same thing to him. But when I tried to wiggle out of his grasp and swung around, he pinned me down, pressing me against the bed. 'Don't move, you dirty little cunt,' he swore at me like a madman. 'I'm punishing you, you little cocksucking tramp. Don't think you can placate me, because you can't.'

"So I stayed where I was, afraid of invoking his wrath. He was angry enough, although I wondered where his head was at. I mean, here he was sucking and rimming his daughter's asshole while he still insisted that he was punishing her for fucking another man. It was really strange, to say the least.

"Nevertheless, I let him continue. My cunt was getting all itchy and burning as my ass tingled and he kept pistoning his tongue in and out of my corrugated hole, nibbling on the little ringlets of pubic hair which lined my anal chink.

"He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth, swabbing the hot dry walls of my rectum as he plowed in and out, gasping with what I imagined was delight, pure and simple.

"I tried to reach down with one hand and push my fingers into my gash, but he grabbed my hand and pulled it away from my pussy, thrusting his tongue in and out with greater and greater force until my asshole was soping wet with his copious spittle and my hole was really opened wide, allowing him to run his tongue up and down the inside of my anus, tasting the tight walls of my rectal cavity.

"I never knew a man could be so turned on, so obsessed with an asshole. But my father never seemed to tire of sucking and rimming, of eating out my bottom. He began to moan softly and I felt the friction building up, as well as the heat.

"I was dry humping the sheets, grinding my pussy down on the bed and spreading apart my cunt lips as he touched me hotly. But finally, he pulled away. I looked back over my shoulder and found myself staring at the eye of his cock, his huge truncheon poking out from between his grizzly thighs, rising out of the tangled forest of his pubic bush.

“Now you'll know, now you'll know," he said, smacking his lips.

" 'What are you going to do?' I asked in a quivering whisper, suddenly more afraid than before.

" 'Wait, you little bitch cunt. Wait and feel my cock drilling itself all the way up into your plump little ass,' and he laughed, a maniacal a devilish laugh that gave me goose bumps. And when I tried to pull away, he flattened me out on the bed, pressing me against the sheets so that my ass was totally exposed, totally vulnerable…

" 'You'll kill me,' I told him. 'You’ll rip me in two. I can't take the pain. Your thing… you thing is too big!"

" 'My think isn't big enough, for you, I’d imagine,' he said with a sneer. ‘But we’ll see how you can take punishment, Julie.’

"The very thought of him trying to ram his huge piece of meat into my rectum made me feel faint with fear and anxiety. I looked back at him, my eyes open wide with shock as he hovered over me, moving closer and brandishing his stiff rammer in one hand. He forced my thighs apart with his muscular legs and leaned forward so that my ass stuck out, just a few inches away from the huge swollen head of his thick virile penis.

" 'Please,' I begged. 'I won’t do it again. I promise. I swear to you!'

" 'Oh, you'll do it again, cunt. You'll do it again and again and again, and as he laughed sadistically, he held me down roughly on the bed and ripped apart the trembling cheeks of my bottom. He fell forward stuffing his cock into my anal crevice until I screamed out in a frenzy of pain and fear, feeling the round bulbous head of his cock pushing right up against my tender well lubricated bottom-hole.

"He was pushing his oversized pecker into my ass and I began to scream. 'Please don't, don't. Fuck my cunt, anything, but don't do this to me. Don't make me hurt like this.'

"But he had a wild gleam in his eyes, and his breath was coming out in short sharp gasps. My father just lunged forward and as I felt my asshole giving way I kept crying out, sobbing uncontrollably and trembling as his massive oversized cock drilled its way down inside and into my rectum.

"It stretched the tissues mercilessly and bore into my ass with a fierceness and brutality, a kind of animal sexuality I have never felt, before or since. I just couldn't believe my father was capable of such a thing, but he was. He most certainly was!

"He plunged forward once again, centering his weight at his hips and ramming his hose into me until he had stuffed the last thick inch up into my bottom. My ass was crammed and I was so frightened I couldn't see straight. Despite all my whimpering and protestations, my father refused to stop fucking my ass.

"Rather, he humped and darted in and out fiercely, ramming his cock in with such explosive force that my bones shook and everything began to tingle and shiver inside of me. But what was even stranger was the fact that the more he pounded away, the harder and faster he dug his meat into my ass, the less the pain became and the more pleasurable it grew to be.

"I know that must sound freaky, but after awhile I was actually enjoying it. Even though I couldn't touch my cunt, my pussy was feeling little signals of electric pleasure and I humped into the bed as my father pounded away in me. He was twisting his cock in circles, rotating me around as my skin stretched and I found myself facing him, turned over on my back.

"His cock was still inside me and he looked at my pussy with such hunger and lust it made me feel weak. 'Now, baby,' he said with a leer. 'I'm going to shoot. I'm going to come and I'm going to keep my cock all the way inside. No pulling out. No halfway fuck. I'm going to keep it in up to the root until you feel the last fucking drop of my come spurting right out into your ass.'

"Bracing himself against the bed he shoved in and out, ignoring my pussy and still not letting me finger myself or play with my cunt. I kept arching my hips, unable to take the pleasure and the intensity of his sharp jabbing thrusts. He worked his cock in harder and harder, moving it so fast that I could barely see it appearing and disappearing between my legs.

"At the same time, I heard his heavy pendulous nuts whacking against my thighs, and I saw how his eyes were glinting as suddenly he stiffened and he screamed out in a rage and frenzy like a maddened rutting stag. All the pressure and heat was replaced, suddenly replaced by the warmth of his cream.

"He came with a convulsive shudder, shooting his load deep into the depths of my bowels, filling my rectum with his hot semen until I thought I'd faint. Amazingly enough, I came as well, although I had been unable to touch my cunt since the very start of his punishment session, if that's what you wish to call it.

" 'Shit, it feels so good,' he groaned. 'Hot come up you ass! Hot cream, beautiful, so tight, so hot,' he mumbled, screaming out with the force of his climax, shooting his load as if his cock had gone out of control inside of me. Thick wads of his come spurted and sprayed into my wounded and bruised bottom and I sort of closed my eyes, letting my own climax take me into a world of strange twisted fantasies and erotic dreams.

"Finally, I felt his cock slipping away as he pulled it out with a plop and I looked down to see it getting limp, all smeared with my reek and his gismo I said nothing, watching him pull his pants up and tuck in his shirt. 'Let that be your lesson,' he told me, walking out of my room.

"But it didn't end there," Julie concluded, turning to look at her new friend. "Not on your life. You see, it became a kind of game with us, a kind of ritual. At least once a week, sometimes more depending on how often my mother was out of the house, he'd tell me that it was time for me to be punished. He always repeated what he had done that first time, spanking me and then being vaguely sadistic, fucking my bottom, but never my cunt.

"Maybe he was afraid of getting me pregnant. But I was on the pill, so I can't say for sure. Occasionally, he'd eat my pussy out, but that was a rarity, and if I tried to suck on his cock or rim him, he'd really get angry and just about go berserk.

"Well, it went on like that up until a week or so ago. Then, my mother came in unexpectedly and found my father, her husband, plowing into my ass. I thought she'd have a heart attack. You can imagine why it became impossible to stay at home and live with them. That's why I took to the road, hoping to get to the Coast and maybe start a new life for myself and try to forget about what's happened, what's already in the past."

"Quite a story," Skip told her. "You really get into freak kinds of things, don't you?"

"It looks that way," Julie murmured. Her hand was under the sheet they had pulled over their naked bodies. Slowly, she moved it down over his belly, rubbing her fingers through his pubic hair and wrapping them around his cock. It was already hard, thrusting up between his legs. "You don't waste any time," she told him, pleased that he was so physically responsive.

"Well, you tell good stories, little lady," Skip laughed. "And if there's one thing I like it's good healthy dirty stories."

"They're not dirty!" she said with mock annoyance. "They're part of life."

"I know," he said, kissing her on the cheek and enjoying the touch of her fingers as they began to stroke up and down along the length of his rigid cock-shaft. Slowly, she pushed the sheet away from them, exposing their bodies once again as her hand continued to massage his thick phallus, pulling and stretching the skin until he moaned softly, turned on and wonderfully aroused.

"I feel comfortable with you," Julie admitted. "Comfortable and warm. It's a nice feeling. For a change."

"Shit, I can imagine," he told her, turning over on his side and pressing his lips against her mouth.

He thought of how nice it would be to have her with him. Her body excited him incredibly and her very presence seemed to send off a kind of sexual magnetism, attracting him as no other woman had ever done before.

Skip Howard wasn't finished with her. He realized that he would still have to get his fill before they would curl up against each other and fall asleep.