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Jack leans back in his recliner, trying to get a little bit of space in his pants, for the raging boner he was now stuck with. He had the guys over, Clint, Dan, and Phil, and they’d been watching the game, and drinking, and passing around a bubble of meth, and by this point they were all pretty much lit the fuck up. The game had ended a long time ago, but they weren’t even paying attention at first, listening to Clint tell some bullshit story about some hot tail he got last week.
When that big fish story ended, they’d all had a good laugh, then looked back at the TV, wasn’t even the after game anymore, the fucking news was on. So one of ‘em, probably Phil, had grabbed the remote and started flipping through channels. Stumbled across one playing porn. Big titties bouncing back and forth as a blonde bitch with too much lipstick smeared around her mouth got fucked hard from behind. Then somebody, probably Dan, said to leave it there.
Now it was one in the morning, and they’d been drinking, and smoking, and watching porn for hours now. One by one starting to realize that they were stuck with boners in a room full of men. Not a pussy to be had. None of ‘em wanted to be the first to whip it out and start beating it. That was probably where it was gonna end up though.
Except then Clint got the bright idea to call his tail from last week, try to get her to come over, do them all a solid. The real surprise was that she was real, a number to call and everything, and didn't even sound pissed about being called at one in the morning. Not a surprise, she was not on board with this plan, but then right back to surprise, since that meant she probably wasn’t a hooker. Once she’d turned out to be real, Jack would’a laid money on her being a hooker. What the fuck kinda chick willingly fucks a guy like Clint?
So they all get talking about who might would be willing. Even try a few calls, ones that go no better than that first one, some that go way worse. Talk about where they maybe could find a hooker, at this time of night. One of ‘em, probably Phil, talks about just finding any pussy, even if it ain’t all that willing, with four of ‘em they could make it willing enough to get their dicks in it at least. Jack’s smoking on the pipe right then, so his mind isn’t completely clear, but it does come up with an idea. A bad one, but maybe a good kinda bad.
“You know,” Jack says, in that tone that gets everyone’s attention, even though he ain’t exactly yelling it. Probably not yelling it. “I’ve got some pussy upstairs. Just needs broke in a little.”
Everyone goes real quiet. No one wants to say it, but they’re all thinking it. They all know exactly who he’s got upstairs with an unused pussy. Yeah, sure, she’s just a kid. But she’s a kid with tits now, and he’s seen at least Phil and Dan lookin’ at ‘em before. Jack’s been looking at them too. Not really planning to do anything about it, definitely ain’t been planning this, but…
“You talking about your kid?” Clint says, looking uncomfortable.
“She’s almost thirteen,” Jack says, and she will be, in about seven months. “Got tits. I have’ta buy her tampons now and everything, so she ain’t really a kid. Just… on the small side, but she's a woman. Still got a pussy.”
“You serious about this?” Phil asks, looking kinda excited by the idea. Yeah, knew he’d been looking.
“Emma’s really starting to look like her mama,” Jack says, “same big whore lips. Same little round ass. I was fucking Brandy when she was thirteen, knocked her up with Emma at fourteen.”
“Yeah, but… she’s your kid!” Clint says, like he thinks they’re all missing that fact. They get it, for fucks sake, but they don’t really give a damn, or at least Phil and Jack don’t. Which is why Clint looks at Dan, looking for anyone who agrees with him. “Dan. Come on, you hear me, right?”
“She’s not my kid,” Dan says, kinda neutral like, but the way he’s shifting in his seat, has to reach down to adjust the front of his pants, his cock is agreeing with Jack and Phil.
“Y’all can’t be serious!” Clint says, jumping to his feet. “Don’t want no part of this shit. I’m going home.”
“Sit your ass down!” Phil yells at him. He’s Clint’s older cousin by three years, and never stopped bossing him around. Still works too, because Clint sits his ass down, eyes wide. “Not gonna have you running off to tattle this time. You ain’t gotta fuck her, if you can’t get it up, but you ain’t leaving until we’re done.”
Then it gets real quiet. Everyone looks at Jack. He thinks about it for a long minute, making sure. Hits that pipe one more time, then passes it to Clint, looks like he needs it. Stands up.
“Okay then,” Jack says. “I’ll go wake her up.”
The stairs seem to sway a bit as he climbs them, probably from the booze. He thinks about it a little bit more, as he goes, making sure. His cock throbs. It's sure. Her bedroom door ain’t even shut, so he just walks in, flips on the light. She rolls over, making a little whining noise, rubs at her eyes.
“Daddy? What’s goin’ on?” she asks sleepily. “It ain’t morning yet.”
“No, ain’t morning,” he agrees, then walks over to the bed and pulls her blankets off. Looks at her long legs, pale and bare, little pink panties. Tight little shirt, white, with a rainbow on the front and her little nipples poking up under the fabric. “Come on, get up, need you downstairs.”
“Why? What’s downstairs?” she asks, but she’s already getting up. Those big blue eyes look confused. Her big pink lips are pouting, unhappy about being woken up. But she’s following him to the stairs. Down the stairs. When she sees his friends in the living room, she stops walking. She sees what’s playing on the TV and she turns red fast, looks up at Jack, wide eyed. “Daddy? What–”
“Just come on,” he says, grabbing her arm and dragging her back to his chair. He sits down and pulls her into his lap. She squirms, not scared yet, but considering it real hard. Jack hasn’t had her in his lap in a long while, not since he started noticing her tits. Didn’t seem right. Ain’t right, he knows that, but says, “Hey, Dan, pass me that bottle of whiskey.”
“Daddy! Please, just tell me–” she stops, just looks at him wide eyed, when he pushes the bottle up to her lips. Now she’s scared.
“Do what I say, Emma. Now drink this, it’s gonna burn, you swallow it anyhow,” he says firmly. Hopes that’ll be enough. She knows not to cross him. Knows how fast that can go wrong for her. When he tips the bottle, presses it a little harder against her lips, she finally opens her mouth. He pours as much down her as he can, before she starts choking on it.
“Can’t!” she chokes out, coughing hard. “Please, it burns too much, don’t want no more of it!”
“You’re gonna need a bit more than that,” Jack says, after looking at how much is left. Only got a couple shots in her so far. He makes her drink again, gets a few more into her, decides it’s enough when she starts gagging. “Okay, good girl. You done good. Just breathe.”
She collapses against him, crying pretty hard, so he gives her a minute, just stroking her side. Gotta give that some time to kick in, anyway. Brandy was a real tramp when she got liquored up, so good chance Emma will be too, since she’s just like her mama. He runs his fingers through her hair, strawberry blonde, little bit curly, just like Brandy had. Gets her to look up at him, eyes already going fuzzy, still crying, looking scared and confused.
“You look just like your mama,” Jack tells her. Presses a little kiss to those pretty lips, listens to her scared little whimper. Then he looks at the guys. Phil and Dan are watching eager. Clint just looks worried, still holding the pipe. Brandy had been a real tramp when she was high too, had been the first time he’d had her. “Pass me that pipe back, Clint. Need it over here again.”
He gets Emma sitting all the way back in his lap, back against his chest, his boner against her round little ass. She tenses up when she feels that, looks over at the TV again, cries a little harder. Then he puts a flame to the bottom of the bubble, turns it slow until there’s a nice cloud inside, presses it to her lips and tells her to breathe it in. When she don’t, he tells her louder, and then she does.
Her first hit of meth does not go down smooth. Makes her hack real loud for a minute. He gives her time to settle, then lights it again. That one goes down easier. Gets five or six in her, decides that’s probably good, hands the pipe off to Dan.
He gets Emma turned back around in his lap, so he can see her face again, and yeah, she’s feeling it. The booze too, at this point. She’s all loose limbed and wide eyed with big pupils. Hardly even crying now. When he kisses her again, she doesn’t whine this time, so he shoves his tongue in her mouth, turns it into a real kiss.
That makes her protest a little, try to wiggle out of his grip, but after a few minutes she just gives into it. Don't try to kiss him back, but don't try to stop him. Gets a little squirmy again when he starts feeling up her tits, but it almost could've been the good kinda squirmy, so it just gets him hotter. When he starts pinching her little nipples she starts making little high pitched noises into his mouth.
Finally he pulls back, stops kissing her, looks at her face. There’s tears all over it, still confused and scared, but it’s real obvious that the drunk and high are taking over. She doesn’t even try to get away from him now and he ain’t even holding her that tight anymore. He points over at the TV, gets her to look at it again, watches her eyes go wider as she watches a redhead ride a cock.
“You know what they’re doin’?” he asks her, and watches her nod and turn redder. “You ever done it?” he asks, and the answer had better be no.
“No, Daddy, ain’t had sex,” she says and her voice is slurred and shaky and still kinda scared. Then she looks at him with big tear filled eyes. Begs him, “Please, Daddy, I don’t wanna, this ain’t… please, you can’t.”
“Hush, baby girl, you’re gonna love this,” he promises her. Then he starts pulling her shirt off. She tries to push his hands away, but she’s weak as a kitten now, so can’t really stop him. Jack hasn’t seen her chest bare since she got tits, so this is his first look at ‘em. Pale, and perfectly round, with little nipples the same shade of pink as her lips. He’s gotta touch ‘em, so he does, and they’re just as soft as they look, all except the nipples which are little pebbles now.
“Daddy! Please…” she begs, and he knows she’s begging him not to, he knows that, but that ain’t how his cock hears it and he groans. She wiggles again, kicks weakly, when he starts dragging her panties off and tosses them aside. Then when he gets his hand between her legs, slides one finger through her wet little slit, she cries out. Shocked and confused, but that was a real good sound.
“See, Emma? Daddy told you it was gonna feel good,” Jack tells her, then does it again, makes her cry out again. “Now just relax, let Daddy show you just how good it can feel.”
That’s all he does at first, dragging his finger slowly through her slit, through the soft little red hairs already sprouting there. Spreading that wetness around, making it even wetter, feeling those pussy lips swell and spread apart as he does it. She keeps making shocked little sounds of pleasure, too fucked up to keep protesting about getting fucked now.
She starts shaking, but it ain’t a scared shaking now, it’s got her little thin thighs trembling as she starts to feel real good. Then he stops moving his finger through the whole slit, just focuses on that little bump up front, flicking his fingertip over it real fast. Now she’s almost screaming with it, actually spreading her legs wider, giving the guys a great view of her little pussy getting played with.
When she comes it just about knocks her over. Just about knocks her out. That scream was the loudest, too. She slumps against Jack’s chest, her legs still spread wide, little tits just heaving as she gasps for breath. Jack looks at the guys and grins. They’re all looking at her, hungry, even Clint’s got his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. Not looking so much like a kid, now is she?
He should probably try to get some fingers in her. Open her up a bit first. But his cock’s gonna crawl out and get in that pussy without him if he waits any longer. So he turns her around so she’s facing him, one leg on each side of his lap, and holds her still with one hand since she’s not steady anymore, gets his pants open and his cock out with the other hand. She looks down at it, eyes scared again, but before she has a chance to try and run for it, he’s got hold of her. Pulling her closer. Lifting her up so she’s in the right place.
“Daddy, oh god, please don’t put–” she tries to protest, but by then he’s done put it. He’s got one hand on her ass, one hand aiming his cock, and was already dropping her onto it before she got the words out. She screams again as his cock starts getting inside her, about as loud as when she’d come, but this one ain’t a happy one. It’s a hurtin’ sound. But that first time always hurts for girls, so they was all expecting it. Well, not her, maybe.
His cock don’t go in easy. It’s a big one, and she’s a little one, and her pussy’s real tight. Even as wet as she is, it don’t go in easy. He gets one hand in her hair, holding her in place so he can kiss her nice and hard, swallow down some of that screaming she’s doing. His other hand’s still on her ass, lowering her onto his cock nice and slow. She’s so tight it makes his cock ache, but there's no stopping now.
Then finally she’s all the way down, filled up with her daddy's cock, and just shaking around it. Little high pitched panic sounds coming out of her mouth, but that’s already better than the screaming, so she’s getting there real fast. He keeps his mouth on hers, not wanting to hear her beg him to take it out, just wanting to enjoy the feel of her. That hand leaves her ass and starts stroking all over, trying to get her to relax.
His hand strokes her back, and her side, slides on up her front, then it reaches a tit and wants to stay there, so he lets it. There’s not enough tit to be a handful, but it still feels damn nice in his hand, getting squeezed and rubbed, feeling that hard little nipple moving under his palm. Starts playing with just the nipple. Rubbing his thumb over it, then pinching it, rolling it between a finger and his thumb. That gets her shaking and whining in a better way. Her pussy stops squeezing so hard it hurts his cock, feels nicer, ready to fuck.
He’s ready to fuck. She better be too. Jack’s gonna need both hands for this, and when he pulls the one out of her hair, she stops kissing him. Starts making little sounds like she might start crying or begging. But he doesn’t wait, just gets one hand back on her ass, the other up in her armpit, and starts moving her up and down. They’re back to screaming for a few, but now he’s screaming too, because fuck her pussy feels good around his cock once he’s bouncing her on it.
“Daddy! Plea–oh!–Daddy–oh god!–no!–please Daddy–hurts Daddy–oh god! Oh god!” she’s crying out, and it’s somewhere between her hurtin’ sound and her coming sound, moving closer and closer to the coming sound as he keeps going. Her little tits are bouncing so pretty every time he drops her back onto his cock. Eyes so wide like she can’t believe she’s feeling this. Tears just pouring down her face, she’s so overwhelmed.
Jack can feel himself getting closer, feels bad he ain’t gonna get her off again before he does, but he done did it once, and she’s got at least two more cocks to take, so she’ll get off on one of ‘em. He starts fucking up into her, even as he's dropping her down onto him, and it feels so fucking good, he can’t hold out any longer, then he’s screaming real loud, dropping her down one last time, grinding up into her just as hard as he can, and he's done.
Pumping her full of his cum, his dick jerking so hard in that tight pussy, still grinding up in there until he finishes coming so fucking hard. Never come that hard before, not that he can remember. Just about blacks out with it. Pulls her in close to his chest and starts stroking her back, not ready to pull her off him yet, feels so good.
“Fuck, baby girl, you took that so good,” Jack gasps out. “Took your daddy’s cock like a pro! Never felt a pussy that good, that tight around me, so wet and hot. Even your mama’s pussy wasn’t that sweet first time I had it. Gonna fuck you so many times now. Every night, baby girl, I promise. Make it good for you too. Swear that I will.”
She’s crying weakly against his chest. Shaking her head. Begging him not to over and over again. But she’s just overwhelmed right now. She’ll get used to it. Sweet pussy like that better get used to it real fast, ‘cause everyone’s gonna want in it.
“Okay, boys,” Jack says, once he’s good to move again. “Who wants her pussy next?”
“No! Daddy, no! Just you, please, don’t let–” she begs, but has to stop when he puts his hand over her mouth.
“You better behave, baby girl, they ain’t gonna like it if you start that bullshit,” Jack warns her. “Phil gets real mean, when his women fight back, and he’s headed for you now. You don’t want him mean, so just do what he says.” Then he pulls her off of his cock to pass her over, and Phil lifts her up in his arms like she don’t weigh nothing. Her eyes still look real scared but she’s stopped begging.
“That’s right, Emma, you heard your daddy,” Phil says, and he’s grinning real wide, looking eager. “You just let me try out that hot little fuckhole of yours and I won’t have to get mean. Won’t hurt ya at all. Just gonna pound my big dick into you until you scream for it!”
Phil don’t take her far. Don’t even sit back down with her. Just bends her over the back of the couch and holds her there with one hand while he starts getting his cock out. Her feet don’t quite touch the floor, toes dangling just above it, her tits are hanging free over the front of the couch, and her hands scramble for something to grab onto and brace herself but they ain’t found nothing before she’s getting filled up again. This scream is all hurtin’.
That don’t seem to bother Phil one bit, he likes hurtin’ when he’s fucking. Starts out with one hand on her hip, holding her in place, the other in her hair, pulling her head back, and that makes her back bend, and her little tits stand out. Those titties just start bouncing like crazy when he starts hammering into her fast and hard. Look real tempting like that, so ain’t nobody surprised when Dan reaches over from his seat on the couch, and starts groping at them.
She's screaming real hard at first. One big long drawn out scream that gets chopped into little bits every time Phil slams his cock into her pussy. All ah-ah-ah-ah-ah coming out of her mouth, loud and high pitched. Her eyes are wide and scared and tears are just pouring out. After a while, she stops screaming quite that hard. Drops down to moanin’ and groanin’ with a few sobs mixed into it too. Still lets out a little sharp cry, when he thrusts in harder sometimes, but she seems to be getting the hang of it.
Then Phil and Dan give each other a look, and Phil tells him to just come on then. So Dan stands up and starts getting his cock out too. He’s stroking it, making sure it’s good and hard, as he gets one foot up on the couch so he can lean in. Get his cock up near her face. Dan gets a fist in her hair, and Phil lets go, passing control of her head over to him. Dan leans down to look her in the eyes.
“Gonna shove this cock in your mouth, little girl,” Dan tells her. “You better not try and bite it, you hear me? I feel your teeth, you’re gonna wish it was Phil getting mean with you.” Then he looks across the couch at Phil, nods at him once.
Phil reaches down to grab her legs, pulls them up, sticking them straight out behind him, spreading them open wide. Makes sure he has a good grip on them, then starts fucking into her slower and harder, adjusts them one more time, and when he keeps going her moans turn shocked, a much less hurtin’ kinda sound. More of a feelin’ good sound again. Holding her like this has put her mouth down at a better angle for Dan to fuck into.
Jack stares wide eyed. What the fuck was he thinking just letting this happen to his little girl? Just watching. Not doing a’thing. He fumbles for his phone, grabs it up, his fingers are shaking so hard he has trouble getting the camera on it open, switching it to video. Luckily he gets it going, gets it aimed right, before Dan actually gets his cock in there. Doesn’t miss getting his baby’s first spit roast on video.
Emma must feel like she’s gonna fall, in that position, even though Phil has a good grip on her, ‘cause her little arms are just flailing. Finally she figures it out, reaches back, and grabs onto the back of the couch with both hands, clinging hard. That makes her little tits stick out even nicer. They bounce hard every time that Phil pounds her.
“Okay, open your mouth, Emma,” Dan says as he pulls her head where he wants it. Her eyes are terrified but her mouth falls open. His cock ain’t real thick, but it’s a long one, and probably looks kinda intimidating to her, up close like that. He slaps it against her cheek a few times, like he’s revving it up, then he sticks it between her lips. “Don’t just let it sit in there, close your lips around it. Start sucking on it! Fuck yeah, just like that! Start lickin’ at it too!”
Dan starts fucking into her mouth, nice and slow, going a little deeper with every thrust. He’s moaning and praising her sweet little mouth, telling her what a good little cocksucker she is. Already some drool is starting to drip out, pulled out of her mouth with every thrust, making her chin soaking wet. Once he’s got about half his cock sliding in every time, she starts gagging a little, so he stops going deeper until she’s got the hang of it. Then starts going deeper again, a little faster now, and the angle must be a good one, ‘cause that’s a long cock, but she don’t start choking until she’s got all but an inch of it left to go. Some of it’s already gotta be in her throat before that.
“You can do it, you little slut, just swallow hard when it gets in there, come on now, ain’t letting you give up before you take the whole thing. You’re gonna take it!” Dan says, in his don’t fucking argue voice. Not that she can, with her mouth plugged up like that. Sure enough, a couple thrusts later, and he’s getting his whole cock in there, shoving it down her throat. She’s still choking when he bottoms out in there, but seems to be getting better at it, not making those loud muffled scared sounds as she chokes.
Phil had been fucking her slower, not so hard, while she was getting the hang of sucking Dan’s cock. Now that she’s doing better at it, he gets really going again, just pounding that pussy so hard and fast. She seems to be getting the hang of that too, because she starts making those feelin’ good moans again, this time moaning them around that big cock in her mouth, and Dan don’t seem to mind that one bit. He starts fucking into her mouth faster and harder too. Now she’s getting absolutely railed from both ends at once, pretty impressive for a little girl who hadn’t taken any cocks at all, just an hour ago.
The double fucking she’s taking is starting to sound really wet. There’s wet slapping sounds as Phil fucks her pussy, and some wet slurping sounds as Dan drives into her mouth. All three of them are moaning and groaning and crying out, though hers are all muffled and choked because of the big cock jammed into her mouth. It’s really hot fucking, starting to get Jack going again, so he’s already planning his second round with her, even as he films it.
Then it gets even hotter when her moans and groans start getting more desperate, louder, higher pitched. She’s shaking, though it's hard to tell with so much of her being held in place by the two men, and by her own grip on the back of the couch. Her titties are just quivering though, and her lower legs and feet are jerking around in the air behind Phil, winding up, getting even faster. Then she’s absolutely screaming around Dan’s cock, coming again, this time with two cocks inside her. It seems to last a long time, just keeps’a going, thrashing around just as much as she can between them, choking hard around that cock as it rams into her mouth even harder, until finally she sags between them, barely keeping her grip on the couch.
“Holy fuck!” Dan shouts, suddenly sounding closer himself. “Felt that! You made her fucking scream with it, didn’t ya, Phil? Hell yeah, she really choked her way through that one.”
“Should’a felt her fuckhole clamping down on my dick,” Phil says rough and breathless. “Thought she was gonna rip it off!”
“You ready for it, little bitch? Wanna taste my cum? Well, you’re getting it anyway, so better be ready to swallow,” Dan warns her, then he starts pounding in even faster, staying deep, not even pulling back long enough to let her breathe.
She starts making scared and desperate sounds mixed in with the choking and gagging, but before it can really be a problem he’s coming. Crying out, calling her a slut, telling her to choke it down as he stays deep in her throat, hips shaking until he spills out all his cum into her. When he pulls out, spit dripping from his cock, she starts coughing hard and sobbing harder as she gasps for breath. When he lets go of her head she slumps down over the back of the couch, head just’a rocking as Phil keeps on fucking her.
“Ready for one more, Emma? Fill your tight little fuckhole up with my seed, little girl,” Phil says, already groaning, “you get something planted from this, better hope that it’s mine. Yeah, your daddy said: you's a woman already. Gonna fuck a baby into you, you little bitch! Ready for it? Ready to get knocked up, little girl?”
She’s shaking her head desperately, trying to beg, probably begging not to get a baby in her tonight, but can’t get any words out through the cries as he starts going even fucking harder. Can’t even tell anymore if those are feelin’ good or hurtin’ cries because they’re so loud and harsh and broken sounding. Then Phil slams into her one last time, letting out a loud long groan, and just keeps grinding into her pussy, filling her up with his cum.
“Fuck, little girl, you took that good,” Phil praised her, sounding all sweet and loving now that he’d gotten off. “Such a sweet little fuckhole, all filled up with my seed. Hope I did put a baby in there. You’d look good all round with my baby in you. I’d take real good care of you too, marry you and everything, then keep you fucked day and night.”
Emma is crying so hard now, all worn out, she hardly seems to notice when he pulls out of her and drops her legs. Don't protest when he sticks two fingers up in her pussy to feel how wet and full of cum she is. When he starts playing with her little clit, she spreads her legs just a bit wider, high pitched feelin’ good noises slipping through the tears that keep going, until finally she cries out real loud, her whole body shaking as she comes again. Then she just hangs there, over the back of the couch, not trying to move even though she's not being held down anymore.
Jack, Dan, and Phil all turn and look at Clint. He’s staring right at Emma, biting his lip, looking like he just don’t know what to do. Then he takes a deep breath, asks, “Can I fuck her ass? Really wanna fuck her ass. Jack, you got any lube or something?”
“Got some Criso in the kitchen,” Jack says pretty quick, “it usually works good. How big’s your cock? Don’t want you ripping her open.”
“Not that big, ain’t too thick, it’ll work,” Clint says, already pulling it out to prove it. It’s already hard and leaking, about the same thickness as Dan’s, maybe a little shorter.
“Okay then, you can fuck her ass,” Jack says and heads for the kitchen. He’s back less than a minute later, handing the tub of shortening off to Clint, kinda eager to see how she takes an assfucking. Considering that for his round two.
Clint gets his pants shoved down more, his dick slicked up, and slides forward a bit in the arm chair. Phil picks Emma up again and carries her over to his cousin, helps get her situated over Clint’s cock, holds her in place as he starts pushing it against her little asshole. That finally gets her attention again, probably hurting some since no one had messed with that hole yet, not even played with it. She tries to struggle out of their grip and Dan steps in to help. Between the three of them they get her held still. Start moving her down onto it while she cries out, begging them to stop.
“No! No, what are you doing!? That’s not–” she lets out a choked scream as they let more of it slide into her. “Oh god! Daddy! Tell ‘em that’s the wrong one! That’s my butt! It hurts! Can’t stick it in there! Hurts too bad, it won't fit!”
“Easy, baby girl, it’ll go in that hole too,” Jack told her, “just give it a minute. Maybe hurts now, but you’ll get used to this one too. Better get used to it. Hadn’t thought about it, but Phil’s right, I can’t risk knocking you up. Won't put a baby in you, if I fuck your ass.”
Her face crumpled at that, tears streaming out, probably sad she wouldn’t get her daddy’s cock in her pussy anymore. She let her head drop forward, hair falling into her face. That made Jack feel bad. He’d have to go get some rubbers, so he could still give her some pussy fuckings too, even though he usually liked it in the ass even better. Tighter. But he could do both. Probably be able to get it up plenty for his sweet little girl, with those tight holes, and that sweet body. He got his camera going again, to get her assfucking on video too.
Once she was all the way down on Clint’s cock, Dan and Phil stepped back, leaving it to him. Her legs were spread wide by his, her back was to his chest, and he pulled her back until she was resting against him, still shaking hard from the pain of it. His hands started stroking her all over, everywhere he could reach, gentle touches that made her shiver and whine.
“Oh, you sweet little thing, so soft and smooth, feel so good,” Clint was telling her in an awed tone. “I know it hurts, sweetie pie, I know it does, just try to relax and it’ll feel good real soon. Already not so bad, isn’t it? Yeah, get even better soon. I promise, sweetie, I promise. Gonna make you come so many times on it.”
Clint spread his legs wide, which pulled hers even wider, obscenely wide and they all had a great view of her pussy now. One of his hands started gently playing with one of her tits, cupping it in his palm to squeeze gently, then teasing the nipple, and back to the squeezing. His other hand was playing with her pussy, stroking it, then flicking her clit, then sliding a couple fingers inside her, moving between all three of them. His cock was just barely thrusting, sliding in and out of her slowly. Sure enough, it didn’t take long for her to cry out again, writhing around with his cock up her ass, coming hard.
He didn’t stop. Just kept going at it. Probably for an hour at least, and the rest of them wanted to look away, they really did, but every time they’d try he’d make her make another desperate noise, and their eyes would snap right back. Sure as fuck, he’d meant it, when he said she’d come so many times with his cock in her little asshole. She ended up limp and boneless, sprawled out on top of him, her chest just heaving as he just kept doing her.
Oh! That must be how Clint keeps getting women, even looking like he does and being kind of an idiot to boot. That's why he don’t have to pay a hooker to get some, the way it seems like he should. If he can make a girl feel like that, even when he’s got it stuck up her ass... Jack watches closer, trying to keep track of just how he’s doing it, not even mad he’s looking to Clint for sex tips.
Clint, damn, who the fuck would’a thought it?
When Clint finally starts thrusting faster, then fills up her ass, she barely even makes a whimper. Poor thing has come so many times now she’s completely tired out. She probably won’t even notice much when they all get in her again for round two.
They’re all gonna need a round two after watching that.