This would be her first time on a train, and a first among other things.
It was a Tuesday and they were standing packed like sardines inside the silver train car as it shot along the tracks. She felt the rumbling beneath her feet, and she wondered how fast they were going. Her father was behind her, standing with his hand above her head , gripping the same pole as her to steady themselves. She could smell his cologne, she always liked the smell of his cologne, and was thankful he’d seemed to put on extra today, because it masked the odor of whoever decided Thai food was good idea to eat in public transport, and the smell of the man who had his arm raised near her that clearly didn’t partake in the tradition of wearing deodorant.
They were on their way into the city, and Paul couldn’t wait to get himself out of the train, and just like his daughter Karla was thankful for his cologne, he was thankful for the way that she smelled. He concentrated on her scent, trying to distinguish what part of her smelled so delicious, and what the scents were that mixed together. He inhaled her hair, it smelled like fruit. Strawberries he gathered. But he smelled something else as well, and casually sniffed near her shoulder, and could smell warm vanilla.
The train bolted further and further along the tracks when he laid eyes on a couple who were sitting down. They were mid 20’s and the girl was pawing at her boyfriends pant leg, giggling as he whispered into her ear. He watched her gasp and hit him playfully and his hand slip up her skirt slightly. He glanced around, realizing he might be the only one aware of this mans untamed hand reaching further and further up his girlfriends skirt, only for her to swat it away and giggle some more. Paul found himself growing aroused, and wondered how many men had found themselves with their fingers between the thighs of a woman on this exact train car.
Paul looked down in front of him and watched his daughters dress sway loosely as she switched her footing, His eyes wandered down her legs, back up her legs, and to her ass. Her dress was baby blue. It was a simple cotton dress, strapless, and it zipped up the side. He noticed her zipper on the side, where it was lowered only about a half an inch from the top. He wondered if it slipped, or if it was as far she could get it to go.
He went beyond violating his own daughter with his eyes, to begin doing it with his mind.
He looked at the zipper, willing it with his eyes to fall lower and let his daughters small breasts exposed in front of him, in front of all these strangers. Paul’s dick moved in his pants. He imagined himself holding her small breasts in his hands as he stood behind her, grinding himself into her, as he whispered in her ear, and kissed her neck.
He inhaled more strawberry and warm vanilla.
His mind began to study her ass, catching the outline of her panties whenever her dress swayed against her body. He wondered what color they were, he wondered how they smelled, he made a note to himself to check the laundry tonight when they got home, so he could rummage for a pair of her worn panties and satisfy his new found curiosity about his daughters womanly scent.
His dick moved again, this time rising as he imagined himself sitting in the family room jerking off with her panties pressed to his nose and his daughter catching him, and how he’d take her , how he’d fuck her and use her.
He felt guilty thinking this way about his little girl, but as he eyed that zipper once more, and imagined it again, unzipping itself and exposing her perky small tits. He realized she wasn’t that little anymore. That she’d grown up.
Someone in the train was moving through to the other end, jostling people around and Paul when passed, exaggerated the amount of space needed for them to pass and pressed himself into her ass. There was no response from her as she kept looking out the window of the train. He nudged himself into her more. His hand rested gently on her hip and her head turned slightly checking whose hand had touched her, looking down at the hand, then up at her father, and smiling, Paul smiled back, grabbing her hip.
Karla assumed it was for need of more stability, he just needed to …oh. She felt him now in her backside. She felt the strengthening of his grip, and knew exactly what was poking her in her backside. Karla had seen movies, she’d even seen the dirty ones that her father forgot to clear from their browsing history, the ones she’d spent many years masturbating to. Her mind flashed to one in particular. She remembered a couple on a bus, fucking in front of everyone. She remembered how hot she thought it was, when at first nobody noticed and then everyone caught them and began to watch. Paul was pulling her into him as she felt him gently thrust himself into her.
Karla’s heart raced and she felt her fathers nose pressing into the back of her head as he inhaled more of her shampoo. She felt her dress being lifted by that hand that had just left her hip. His fingers were dancing up and down the inside of her thighs, then back as he curled his fingers and cupped her through her panties and rubbed her gently. Karla gasped, inaudibly. But her father felt the rise of her body against his as she inhaled sharply and she leaned down further and whispered a simple. “Shh.”
Karlas eyes darted around the train, people were sleeping, or talking, or not paying attention, and she was glad because she didn’t want it to end. Her father was dragging his fingers back and forth along the thin fabric that separated his fingers from dipping between the folds of her lips. Karla felt herself begin to ache inside. She wanted more , she wanted her father to put his fingers inside her, just like she’d seen in the dirty videos. She imagined it as she closed her eyes.
Paul was rubbing his little girls pussy through her panties, faster, faster, hoping the movement of his arm, or his daughters lifted dress wouldn’t be noticed. He felt Karla stumble slightly, and he wondered if it was the movement of the train or the way his hand was moving against the warm apex of her thighs. He’d convince himself of the latter.
Standing behind her he peered down her chest, looking down the line of her cleavage, again praying his daughters breasts would suddenly appear due to a fault of her dress. His hand left from between her thighs and her long straight, strawberry scented hair back over her shoulder. his hand rested on her shoulder and then pushes slowly down the front of her chest, both of them nervously watching for an audience, still in the clear he dragged his fingertips over her chest, tickling her skin , her arms decorated with goosebumps as he stroked her chest and finally reached down cupping her right breast, which was much more than a handful.
Karla bit her lip, wondering if she should stop her father before someone saw, what would they say? “Don’t worry, He’s my dad” “It’s okay, shes my daughter.” Karla felt her panties grow even more wet at how naughty they were being.
Paul whispered in her ear. “I want you Karla, right now.” he breathed his cock back to thrusting itself into her ass.
Karla exhaled at her fathers words, letting out a tiny moan. Her heart raced, as did her mind as she imagined her fathers fingers inside her. What they would feel like, she couldn’t believe what was unfolding and turned her head to him and with lust in her eyes urged him. “Take me.”
Paul reached to his pants and unzipped them slowly, fighting the urge to throw her down and fuck her on the dirty floor. There was something that turned both of them on, by knowing how filthy it was, not only what they were doing, but the conditions of the train. Karla and Paul both felt there was something about the unfavorable scents of body odor and hot food that made it dirtier. Karla thought it made it hot, that her father couldn’t wait to take her at home, that he had to have her now, even in this vile train car
Paul knew why he enjoyed it, because even though he truly loved his little girl, he wanted nothing more than to treat her like a slut, and defile her in a dirty train car, around a bunch of strangers. He wanted the sweet scent of her dripping cunt to join the melting pot of scents on the train. His hand lifted her dress carefully and he pulled out his hard cock, putting it beneath her dress and against her ass.
Karla knew now she was a little bit of a fool to expect he had meant he wanted her, as in his fingers inside her. The feeling of his cock against her panties, sliding back and forth , Karla gulped and prayed she wouldn’t scream. Her heart was thumping in her throat, as she felt her panties being pulled to the side and her fathers prick pushing between her pussy lips.
Paul grunted quietly as he felt how wet his little girl was against his cock, letting his cock soak up her juices, teasing himself with her juicy little pussy. He looked around as he grabbed his cock and guided to exactly where it belonged. With nobody watching him, he put himself inside her.
Karla gasped and her hands clutched the pole tightly, he watched her knuckles turn white.
“Shhh.” he said again.
His dick was slowly burying itself as far inside of her he could go in this position, not wanting to make it obvious, he held himself inside her , and his one hand was back to subtly grabbing her breast. He was so pleased with his daughter, and never knew what a willing little slut she’d be for something this dirty, letting her father help himself to her body, especially in public. He pulled back and then pushed forward and up into her again.
Karla felt her heartbeat in her ears now, she bit her lips shut, and her father used his cock to stretch her tight little pussy open for it’s very first time. Losing her virginity, on a train…to her father. Her pussy gushed at the thought. He father pumped his cock into her again slowly. Karla felt herself dripping as did her father.
Paul couldn’t be anymore happy with the thought of her messy little cunt covering her inner thighs and dripping down her legs as the stood there in the crowded train. He pulled himself out slowly, lowering himself, and then stood back up, taking her onto his cock again.
Karla loved the way her father felt inside her, and was thankful for her first time being right there on the train, because she’d imagined her father wouldn’t have been able to control himself if it weren’t for the risk of getting caught. So instead she got to enjoy long, slow strokes of his cock almost filling her. She wondered what it’d feel like if she were laying down with him on top of her , him being able to fill her entirely, her legs spread wide like all the whores in the movies she’d seen. She wanted to be her daddy’s little whore, and she was well on her way.
Paul noticed a man right next to him peeking out of the corner of his eye, and froze inside her. HE pulled out slowly and returned his dick to his pants swiftly and zipped himself up quickly. The guy noticed Paul caught him looking and leaned in as Karla turned around to see why her father stopped .
“Don’t stop on my account.” the man whispered mainly to Paul. “I wish my girlfriend would let me fuck her on a train, and my girlfriend…if i might say so, isn’t anywhere near as hot as yours.“ He gestured to Karla who blushed and bit her lip. He nodded to Karla and then looked back at Paul who was unsure of what to say to the man. “Honestly, I hope to run into you two more on the train.” he laughed. “Tell me if I’m out of line, but I have to ask…. I mean.“ he scratched his head and leaned in. “Obviously you and your lady are exhibitionists, I was just wondering if you ever go to parties…ya know…just fucking going at it in front of people while they watch, or orgies?”
Paul said nothing and Karla looked at her father, waiting for him to respond, her hungry cunt dripping for more of him.
“I’d love to watch you two really go at it ya know. ” he said as if it were a normal thing people say to strangers. “I mean I’d love a crack at this beauty myself…but I know something that good looking, probably isn’t shared.” Paul felt his cheeks turn pink with anger at the thought of this man picturing himself on top of his daughter.
“No. I don’t share.” he said sternly.
The stranger nodded. “Alright, yeah i figured as much, man, you’re a lucky man, so what about the letting people watch? You two headed anywhere specific?”
Paul was silent again.
The stranger continues. “I have an apartment right at the next stop, assuming that’s where you’re getting off. It’s literally a block from the stop. I’d love to invite you to back to my place to finish what you’ve started, if I can watch.”
Paul thought about this wanting to deny the strangers request to watch his little girl get fucked by her father, but also wanted him to watch at the same time. How hot it would be for a stranger to watch a “couple” fuck, not knowing it was her first time, not knowing they were father and daughter. He looked to Karla, who he could tell had the same or similar thought in her hungry eyes. She nodded slightly, and Paul turned to the man.
“Invite a couple of your friends if you want” Paul said. The stranger grinned. “You got it man.” he pulled out his phone and started texting people in it.
Karla looked up at her father and wrapped her arms around his neck as she stood on her tip toes and planted a kiss on his lips and smiled and whispered.
“Is it bad that i liked him calling me your girlfriend?” she asked.
“Yeah, for real.” the stranger was saying into his phone. “In about 15 minutes. just come in when you get there, door will be unlocked. Yeah sure, bring whoever. They’re fine with it. No.. no charge.”
Paul grabbed her ass and spanked it. “It’s bad you let Daddy fuck you in a train…but i like it bad baby. I love that you’re a bad little girl, and I never even knew it.” he kissed her again and felt her giant tits press into him, her tongue was in his mouth, his in hers. “Naughty girl” he mumbled into her mouth before passionately letting his tongue work against hers again.
A woman scoffed at the display.
“Mind your own business lady” the stranger came to their defense. “Ain’t ya ever seen people kiss before?”
Paul lifted Karla’s leg, grabbing behind her thigh and then behind her knee as it rose to his side, digging himself into her, his cock wanting to feel inside her again.
“Such a bad bad girl for Daddy.” he whispered as they pulled into their stop.
“It’s right up here.” the stranger said as Paul and his daughter Karla followed the man along the block towards his apartment.
“Man , I gotta say..watching you two…damn..I didn’t mean to be nosy…but your lady…she’s perfect.” The guy said as he walked up the front stoop of his apartment looking back at Paul and Karla. The man licked his lips. “I cant wait to watch you two.”
Karla smiled at the man who had his eye on Paul’s hand that was rising up his daughters back side of her dress.
The man fumbled in his pockets. “Shit..I forgot my key…my roommate will be here in a few minutes…I hope you guys don’t mind waiting?”
Paul looked to Karla who shrugged. “I can wait.” she said.
Paul grabbed his daughter by her waist. “I’m not sure if I can.” Paul said and lifted her dress, showing off her ass, as he held her dress high at her waist, and reach with one hand to her ass, grabbing it, kissing his daughter, Karla giggling and the stranger adjusted himself in his pants.
“I’m not sure if I can either…damn…” he looked around. “Shit let me call him.”
There were people sitting on a stoop a few apartments down, and Paul grabbed his daughters hand and brought her to the opposite side of the stoop and faced Karla towards the railing, lifted up her dress as Karla grabbed the vertical bars of the railing and Paul unzipped his pants.
The stranger stood on the stairs on the opposite side of the railing and watched as Paul slid his daughters panties to the side and put himself inside her. Karlas mouth dropped as he gave her a hard, full thrust, her tiny hands gripping the railing so tight. She gasped.
“Oh fuck yea…this is so fucking hot.” the stranger said.
Paul gripped his little girls hips and leaned over her as he pulled his hips back and then thrust them forward into her. Karla squealed, and her hands gripped higher on the bars as she almost tried to climb up and away from her fathers hard thrusts.
“How does that feel baby?” Paul asked her.
Karla whimpered as he started fucking her slowly, looking up at the stranger as her fathers cock filled her on the public street.
The stranger pulled out his cock and started stroking it. Paul was about to yell, but then decided, that he liked it. He liked that the man needed to jerk off just as badly as he needed to be inside of Karla.
Karla moaned, and even though her fathers cock was big, and hurting her, she felt empowered, she felt sexy, she felt, so, horny.
“Mmmm it feels good.” Karla panted
“Your pussy is so fucking tight baby, it fits so good on daddy’s dick.” Paul said.
Karla’s eyes shut tightly as he began to grip her hips even harder, starting now to really fuck her, Paul lifted her one leg, lifting her foot up onto one of the steps, spreading her legs open, holding her hips and now thrusting wildly into his daughter, her little moans and squeals causing the people a few stoops down to direct their attention towards them. Karla couldn’t quiet herself, instead the faces of the other strangers watching her only made her more wet, it made her feel like the naughty type of whore her father always watched in pornos.
“Daddyyyy” she moaned.
The stranger in front of her thought nothing of Karla calling her father “daddy” as he knew this is how many women addressed their partners, it only made him stroke himself faster.
The people on the stoop a few apartments over were pointing now, it was a group , three guys and girl. Karla moaned louder and watched as a car drove past, and another car. Karla was moaning louder, her father groaning as he slid his cock in , and out, over and over, using her up on the street for anyone to see. Both of them wondering if anyone they knew would catch them
“Slut!” the girl from a few stoops down yelled. The guys laughing.
Karla grinned, with no shame, and moaned louder. Paul only fucked her harder , both him and the stranger jerking himself off, looking to the girl and giving her the middle finger.
Paul pulled himself out of Karlas dripping pussy, and now that they knew what was happening, Paul made no attempt to hide it. A car pulled up as Paul had grabbed Karla and sat himself on the steps of the stoop, pulling Karla onto his lap, hovering her over his lap. Making her sit there.
“Nah keep going..that just my friend” the stranger said putting his cock back in his pants and walking past them on the steps to the car.
Paul raised his daughter up by her hips and sat her down on his cock. “Bounce baby…” he said “Bounce on your daddy’s cock for these strangers.” he whispered. Karla, with her feet on the steps, her knees bent slightly and her hands on her fathers knees, lifted her pussy up and down.
“Fucking slut!!!” the girl a few stoops down yelled again.
“mind your own fucking business bitch!” the stranger yelled down to the stoop.
“fuck you Jimmy!” she yelled back, both of them flipping each other off.
Karla moaned and bit her lips as the stranger and his friend stood in front of her and her father. Karla whimpered as her father , thrust his hips upward into her as she came down on him, he held her there, Karla wiggled her hips circling them.
“bounce harder baby…show that fucking cunt just what a slut you can be” her father said.
Karla moaned at the sound of her fathers voice calling her a slut, it pleased her, and Karla did as she was told. She bounced on her fathers cock, and the strangers stood in front of her, both of them adjusting themselves now. Her fathers hands reaching up, grabbing her tits, which were shaking hard on her chest , trapped in the top of her dress.
“Mmm yea..those are some nice ass titties.” the strangers friend said. “Show em off baby girl…make those things bounce”
Paul grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it down aggressively, ripping part of the dress, her tits exposed and now bouncing freely as she kept riding, gasping as he exposed her.
“daaaaamn” the strangers said. “Yeah girlll, ride that dick…” said the stranger they met on the train. A few of the guys from the stoop near them walked over, laughing to themselves as they strolled up.
“Free show man?” he said to Jimmy the stranger from the train.
“Yeah man!” Jimmy said giving a handshake to the man. “Found them fucking on the train…invited em back here…little thing is nice ain’t she?” The guys agreed and Paul nodded to the guys as they told him. “Nice girl you got, damn..she’s sexy”
Karla loved the attention, but what she loved even more was the fact her pussy was sore from her father stretching her open on a city block for a stranger and his friends.
Another car pulled up along the side walk and got out.
“yooooo…are you guys serious?!” he laughed as he walked up with the keys jingling in his hand. “I told you id be right here.”
“they couldn’t wait Brandon” said Jimmy.
“Yeah Brandon…” Karla said. “I couldn’t wait.” she said biting her lip.
Brandon raised his eyebrows and licked his lips. Karla grinned, as she moaned, still bouncing on her fathers cock flirting with Brandon who was the only good looking one out of the bunch of strangers watching her.
“Oooo you’re a naughty one..” Jimmy said. “I think she wants you next B” said Jimmy to his friend.
Karla smiled and moaned with her mouth gaping wide, her father fucking her harder from beneath her.
“Let’s go inside.” Brandon said to both of them, Paul standing , Karla standing as well, trying to shove her tits back in her dress as she stood.
“Don’t put those away baby.” Brandon said with a smile.
Karla smiled back as she stopped, and put her hands at her side and followed him inside, her father and the other piling in behind them.
A teen boy was walking through the hallway of the apartment building when he saw Karla, and the group of guys surrounding her as she walked bare chested through the hallway. His eyes bulging.
The others laughed and stopped the boy. “You like those?” they asked.
the boy nervously looked to Karla, then to the guys, and then to Paul who had his hand on Karla’s waist.
“You can touch em if ya want.” Paul said. Karla turned her face to her father and smiled at the way he offered her body to the teen boy.
“…rea…really?” the boy stammered.
“go ahead dude…” Jimmy said.
the boys hands reached out and cautiously grabbed her breasts, Karla watched his immediate erection grow in his pants. And Karla loved the fact only an hour ago, she was probably just as innocent as he seemed right now.
“Squeeze those bad boys.” Brandon said. “Cmon, squeeze em” they all laughed as the boy lifted her breasts and squeezed them with his hands.
“You want to come watch me fuck her?” Paul said. The boy nodded.
“Yes sir.” the boy answered and Karla smiled at how polite he was even with his hands groping her chest.
The group of guys and her father walked down the hall and all piled into the apartment, it was a small living area, with a small kitchen attached and two small bedrooms.
“Make yourself at home..” Brandon gestured to the apartment, only equipped with one couch and a recliner.
Paul immediately yanked the zipper of Karlas dress down and tore the dress down, and ripping her panties from her, and placing her on her knees on the couch her hands on the back of the couch as he quickly found himself back inside of her. Karla gasping as the dress was removed, the panties ripped and the aggressive manner at which her father forced her onto the couch and himself inside her.
She screamed out as his fingers gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her, his cock digging even further, as he pounded her as the guys watching in silence as her tits hung beneath her, shaking back and forth as her father fucked her.
“Fuckkk you feel so good baby.” Paul groaned as he thrust himself harder, Karla panting, gasping for breath as her fathers hard thrusts almost knocked the wind out of her, fucking her wildly, almost unable to keep herself up.
“Daaaamn, fucking destroy that pussy bro” one of the guys said to Paul.
“Hell yeah..I would too” said another guy.
Paul grabbed Karlas hair and pulled her head back, turning her face towards the men.
“Tell them what a slut you are.” Paul groaned, unable to keep himself from treating his little girl like the whore he’d always hoped she’d turn out to be.
“I’m a slut” Karla whimpered as her body jolted forward her father stopping and pulling out smacking her ass hard. Karla yelped.
“Louder!” Paul grunted as he slapped it a second time.
“IM A SLUT!” Karla yelled, her father grabbing her and forcing her onto her back.
“Who’s slut are you?” he said rubbing his cock at the entrance of her cunt, teasing himself, teasing her. Karla was so turned on, but at the same time had already wished it to be over, her little cunt getting sore from the pounding her father had given her.
“yours” she said lifting her chin and biting her lip.
“And who am I?” he asked with a growl as he spanked her clit with his cock.
“Daddy.” she answered.
“Who?” he said again.
“Daddy!” Karla yelled, and with that he shoved his cock back inside of her and picked up where he left off, slamming his cock into her fresh young pussy, destroying her for all of the strangers to see, her beautiful small tits bouncing on her chest as they all moved closer for a better view, all of them except for the younger boy with their cocks in hand.
“I’d pay to fuck that pussy.” one said.
“Shit I would too.” another said.
“I’d cum all up in that.” said the other.
“You sell her out?” Brandon asked.
Paul looked at Brandon and back at his little girl who was panting and taking his cock deep up inside her, over and over and he tried to imagine anything hotter than him taking her virginity today, and taking it in the way that he did, and even though he didn’t want anyone else to be able to feel her cunt, how tight, how wet she was. He loved using her little cunt in front of all of them treating her like a whore for them, and he thought of how hot it would be to sell her like one, he contemplated it in his head. Wondering if he was really willing to share his daughters young pussy, and he almost came thinking about what a good little whore she was, and how hot it would be to have her lose her virginity, AND be fucked by multiple guys the same day. Karlas legs wrapped around him as he laid into her harder, moaning beneath him, the sound of his cock slamming into her.
“Well?” Brandon asked. “You sell her out?”
Paul looked down at Karla who seemed to not even be bothered by the conversation of her father possibly selling her cunt to a stranger. Instead she was only biting her lip, and moaning looking up at him.
“How much?” Brandon asked looking to Karla, on her back, her nice small perky tits bouncing up and down on her chest as she got fucked for him and his friends to see.
“A thousand bucks.” Paul answered finally, looking at his daughter who quickly turned her head towards her father with a questioning look on her face.
“I think that’s a fair price for a slut like that.” Brandon said to Paul, moving closer and as he did Karla looked up. “I want to fuck you.” he told her.
Paul stopped with his cock inside of Karla and looked up at Brandon, but his eyes were on Karla and reaching down to her face, his thumb pushing inside her mouth, he watched Karla suck his thumb as his hand held the side of her face.
“I’m pretty sure you’ve got a cock hungry little girl on your hands that wants to get fucked by me…isn’t that right?” he asked looking to Karla.
Paul looked to Karla as she still looked up at the stranger who had his thumb in her mouth , his other hand now reaching down and rubbing her breasts.
“Tell him to take turns.” Brandon said looking at her hot mouth , as he groped her chest.
Karla looked to her father. “Take turns Daddy.” she said.
“Mmmm, you going to call me Daddy too, when I fuck you?” Brandon asked her as her father kept fucking her , not giving up.
Karla grinned and gasped as her father fucked her harder.
Brandon took his cock out, and stroked it in front of her. the other guys behind him doing the same as they watched Brandon bring his cock to her open mouth as she gasped again, shoving his cock into her mouth. Paul said nothing, as he watched the stranger start to face fuck his little girl, because , at least he got to keep fucking her tight little cunt. He hadn’t had enough of her yet.
Brandon groaned as he held the back of her head and shoved his cock deeper, choking Karla, as she gagged. “That’s it pretty girl. Choke on that fucking dick.” Karla’s eyes watered and wasn’t sure if she still liked being the whore she thought her father wanted her to be. She liked the idea of men wanting her, needing her, but she couldn’t ignore the fact she could barely catch her breath while getting her face fucked, and pussy slammed. She gasped loudly as Brandon pulled out of her mouth and slapped his cock on her face.
“You like that don’t you?” He taunted her as he smacked her face again with his cock.
“I’m going to destroy your fucking pussy girl.” Brandon told her, and Karla still catching her breath as her father continued to pound her from behind.
“Time to rotate.” Brandon said, as he shuffled to get behind Karla. Paul thrust himself into her pussy hard before pulling out and slapping his daughter’s ass. Karla looked at her father with questioning eyes. “Is he really going to let a bunch of strangers fuck me” She thought. Paul leaned in and kissed her. “Just relax, sweetie” He said before taking a seat in the recliner.
“You heard him, time to rotate.” one of them said his voice serious, and deep. Paul looked up at them and over to his daughter, who was getting her cunt teased by the massive cock she’d just had shoved into her mouth. Paul knew the situation he’d just got them into now, and he knew he wasn’t in any position to deny anyone a turn at her. Because they’d probably beat his ass and they promised to pay him one thousand dollars, so instead, he sat still, and said nothing, and let a stranger beat up Karla’s pussy instead.
He watched Brandon finally take her, and the way Karla’s dainty hands pressed up against his chest, almost trying to push him away.
“It’s too big!” she yelped. But Brandon didn’t care, and then Karla screamed. “Oww!”
Brandon grunted and pulled out and then slid himself right back in, Karla wincing and looking to her father. “It hurts!” she yelled.
“You fucking like it don’t you…you like when it hurts” Brandon asked her as he started to fuck her now, not taking any time, just giving it to her, hard, and fast. “God you’re so fucking tight, I’ve never fucked a slut this tight, damn baby.” Brandon moaned.
Karla’s tiny hands pushed up at him. “You’re hurting me!” she yelled and Brandon only grinned. “that’s what big dicks do…they hurt little pussies like yours…. c’mon, I thought you were a bad girl…getting fucked in the street, but cant handle a big dick?” he shook his head…“Don’t worry, i’m not going to stop till you learn to take it. I’ll get used to getting your cunt filled by a real dick.” he groaned.
Karla’s body was sweating, and Brandons was too. Paul watched as the stranger dripped all over her, Karla wiping his beads of sweat from her face as they fell on her.
Brandon pulled out of her and then motioned for one of the other guys still standing off to the side.
Brandon pulled Karla onto the floor and onto her knees, the other guy sat on the couch in front of her.
“suck his cock.” Brandon told her.
“do a good job bitch” the guy said waving his cock at her.
Karla couldn’t see her father now, he was behind her. Karla opened her mouth and took the mans cock into her mouth, Karla closed her eyes, and wondered how many more dicks she was going to be taking inside of her today. Would she have to keep count? Would she lose count?
“You’re not very good at this.” the man said grabbing her face and fucking her mouth, lifting his ass up and down off the couch, Karla gagging and choking again, screaming as Brandon put his cock back up inside her, her screams muffled by a full mouth of dick.
Brandon smacked her ass hard and then again, all of them listening to her yelps and cries as Brandon fucked her pussy, and his friend fucked her face.
“Mmmm we should fill all of your holes.” Brandon said his thumb circling her asshole. “How about your tight little ass, you like taking dick in this pretty little ass?” Brandon asked.
Karla panicked and screamed and tried shaking her head. But the man with hands on her head laughed and held her face firmly and forced her mouth up and down on his cock.
“I think that’s a yes” he said as he fucked her throat, Karla choking, almost puking on his dick, and he let her take a breath.
“No.” she managed to get out before his cock was back inside her mouth. “MMmmm i think no means yes” the man said.
“I think you’re right” Brandon said and spit on her ass and shoved his thumb slowly inside her ass.
Karla’s screams were muffled again, she was crying, and she could feel her pussy, already sore, aching, and her throat hurting.
“Mmmmm yeah” Brandon said pulling out and pressing his cock against her ass. “This is mine.” he said smacking the head of his cock over her asshole and spanking her hard with his hand. He grabbed a fist full of hair from the back of her head. Her father Paul watched in ecstasy, why was he enjoying this defiling of his daughter?
Karla was gasping as the man in front of her kept stroking his cock as Brandon held her hair back, making her mouth fall open and a long , loud scream come from her mouth as he pushed his cock inside her ass.
Brandon yanked her hair. “Put that ass on my dick.” he said holding himself just slightly inside her. “You better fucking do it, cause you don’t want me to do it.” he said. “I’ll ruin you.” he grinned to himself, as his jerked himself off faster.
Karla didn’t move, and she realized that was her mistake as Brandon had no patience and had them slammed into her hard. Putting his entire cock into her ass. Karla screamed, almost passing out, her hands scrambling to hold on to something, to climb or crawl away.
Brandon laughed and watched as his friend blew his load all over her tear soaked cheeks and into her screaming mouth.
The guy in front of her had pulled her up and into him, Brandon still behind her , fucking her ass, as she begged him not to.
The stranger in front of her smiling and wiping his cum off her cheeks, and stuffing it into her mouth with his fingers. “Eat it” he said.
Karla gulped as she swallowed his cum and then continued crying, her ass feeling as though it was burning, and going numb. The guy in front of her reached down and grabbed her tits as the bounced forward.
“Please stoppp” Karla cried, her father rubbed his cock still behind her out of view. He was enjoying it, he knew he shouldn’t but, he did.
Brandon pulled out, spreading her ass cheeks, then pushed himself back in. “Ughhhhh, you little slut” he groaned, continuing to fuck her unwilling ass.
“Who’s next?” asked Brandon as he pulled out of Karla and she fell exhausted to the floor, feeling leftover traces of cum running down the sides of her face.
One of the other guys quickly swooped down and pushed her onto her back , slipping their fingers up inside of her cunt. Karla laid on her back, looking up at him, hoping only his fingers would go inside of her. And for awhile, that’s all it was, and had her pussy not been destroyed already today, she might have enjoyed the man fingering her slowly, admiring how pink and tight her pussy was, his fingers glistening with her fresh teen wetness. Brandon was sitting on the couch watching her as he stroked himself. Paul was stroking himself, unable to deny the fact he liked watching his daughter, sweaty, watered eyes, and exhausted laying on the floor with another stranger shoving parts of himself into her.
Karla shook her head slightly as his fingers left and she felt his cock help itself to her abused hole.
“No…PLE..” she started and then yelped as she felt herself become filled again. The man spreading her legs wide as he drilled her, then hovering over her, pounding down into like a hammer. Faster, faster, he was smaller than Brandon, and Smaller than her father, but Karla still couldn’t take it. She was sore, she was tired, she was hurt and nothing felt good at this point. The man leaned down and sucked one of her tits into his mouth, biting at her nipples hard, one by one pulling them with his teeth as Karla whimpered and occasionally asked him to stop. Knowing it would do no good.
The next thing she knew another man was beside her raising her hand to his cock, forcing her to stroke him, but Karla could barely keep her arms up, so instead he took her face, when she finally bothered to look at who it was . She saw her fathers face as he held his dick and fed it to her, Karla opening her mouth to take it. Her eyes watered some more as her father gently fucked her mouth.
Karla mumbled, gagged and whined with her fathers cock in her mouth as the other stranger working on her, continued to fuck her. Her father stopped fucking her face and she looked up at him. “Daddy” she whimpered.
Paul pulled her up, the other man throwing his hands up. “what the fuck man?”
Paul held out his hand. “Your thousand dollars are up.” he said.
“I don’t fucking care man,” the guy said, grabbing at Karla’s leg pulling her back. Brandon stopped him and let Paul pull Karla back onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. Karla could feel his erection pressed against her pussy as he held her, straddling him. But she rested her head on his shoulder her face turned towards his neck, and he rubbed her back, and pet her hair, as Karla sniffled.
“Daddy, no more.” Karla said quietly as she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in her arms.
“Oh baby..” he said quietly. “shhh” he rubbed her back with both hands and reached down to her ass and lifted her up slightly.
“How ’bout just a little more for daddy baby?” he said to her as he grabbed his cock with one hand and guided it in to her, his other hand pushing her back down. Karla whined.
“Daddy!” she shrieked pushing back, her hands on his chest, his hands gripping her waist.
“C’mon baby…you feel too good…you cant blame Daddy.” he said gripping her hips and Karla pushed back still, leaning back her back arched, and her tits starting to bounce as he began thrusting.
“That it, lean back, let us see those titties bounce” one of the guys said.
“Lean back for them baby…” he said pushing Karla back further her hands on his knees. Karla wanted to enjoy it, she loved the way her father had fucked her earlier, she loved every second of him inside her, but she was numb at this point, she couldn’t enjoy it.
Karla’s hands slipped, still weak and she fell backwards, her father grabbing her just in time, but slowly letting her fall all the way back to the floor. Karla looked up at him, again wishing she could enjoy it as her father leaned down and quietly whispered an “I love you baby” into her ear before flipping her over.
“Daddy’s turn.” he said gripping her hips and lifting her ass up, rubbing her ass and rubbing the head of his cock over her ass.
He watched Karla’s fingers dig into the floor, bracing herself.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8li8oh/the_train_ride_mf_public_gangbang_noncon_incest
Wow this was a ride, great work