Brian leaned over her, his rigid cock crushed against the sofa cushion. He moved gently, side to side as he kissed her lips, enjoying the sensation of the sofa against his erection. Gentle female fingers ran through his hair, pulling him into a tighter embrace and as he gained confidence he kissed her cheek, then down her neck to her breasts. Leslie arched her back, reveling in the feeling of his kiss and the brand new sensation of being loved by a boy. His lips found her nipple and kissed hard, causing Leslie to squeal with a sound of cautious pleasure. After long attention to both nipples and a growing feeling of happiness and contentment her father tugged at his arm and pulled him down along her tanned body. His lips passed the swell of her young breasts, over the flat of her stomach, over her navel and onto the tight elastic of the top of her knickers. He kissed the mound of her pussy below, alternating between the top of her thighs and the dampness of her sex.
“Pull her knickers down,” said his uncle, shifting off the sofa to kneel on the floor beside Brian. There was no complaint from Leslie, but also no cooperation. Brian tugged the waistband and got them down to her knees. She immediately reached out to cover herself, staring defiantly at her father.
“Daddy, please go. We’re OK, right Bri, we can do this ourselves?”
“Hands by your side, sweetie. Brian, kiss her pussy, start here below her clit.”
“Daddy!” she exclaimed but Brian approached her and slid his tongue along the parted lips that were slick with her arousal. “Oh fuck!” she shouted as her buttocks rose into the air. Brian held her thighs and licked again, pushing her knickers to her ankles as his head slipped between her thighs.
“Open your legs Leslie, let him taste you properly.” She slowly spread her legs for the young boy although her hands hovered by his face as she tried to block the view from her father. Her knickers were pulled roughly from her ankles and thrown on the floor. “Wider, let him in. Show him where your clit is, sweetie.”
Her legs were now wide open, one on the back of the sofa and the other flat on the cushions. Her fingers pointed to the little hood below the sparse pubic hair and Brian licked gently, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the little girl.
He pointed to the tiny little hood of skin below the patch of hair. “Brian, this is her clit. It is very sensitive, so treat it gently when you kiss and lick it.” Brian nodded, a little embarrassed by the instruction. He avoided looking at Leslie and just continued to nod knowingly and stroke her leg. “Use your thumbs to open her pussy. Good, that’s it, wider than that, so you can see everything.” Brian shuffled further towards the girl’s feet and parted her pussy lips. On the third attempt he managed to keep them parted and smiled to himself. “This is where she pees from.”
“Daddy! Daddy please!” she wailed, reaching down between her legs and covering herself. Her father removed her hands and roughly pushed them to her side. She heaved in great gulps of air as her father returned to studying her young sex.
“And down here is the entrance to her vagina, this is where a boy’s cock goes. See how wet she is, how excited she is after feeling your cock?” Brian nodded, staring at what he assumed must be the entrance. “Touch her, feel how warm she is, how slippery. That means her body wants your cock inside!”
Leslie sobbed and turned towards the back of the sofa, hiding from the inspection. She felt fingers, slippery, sliding up and down her vulva, then a small finger slowly pushing inside her. She reached out to grab at it but her father caught her hand and pushed it again to her side. “Sweetie, he let you see his cock and balls so this is the least you can do, am I right?” Defeated, she burrowed deeper into the sofa, inhaling its musty, used scent. She felt two fingers and willed herself to believe that neither were her father’s. She sensed movement and saw that her father was now leaning over her head. He reached over, gripped her ankles in his fist and pulled her legs back so that her knees were either side of her head. She cried out but couldn’t turn anywhere so just trembled with the feeling of captivity and the power in her father’s grip as she lay naked on the sofa, totally exposed to them both.
“Now you can see her asshole, right? Do what she did to you Bri, feel around the entrance, scratch it with your nail.”
After what seemed like an age a rigid finger slipped down from her vagina and teased around her anus. She gripped the sofa with both hands, rocking her head from side to side as if to deny the reality of what she could feel. A nail grazed her anus and she jerked crazily against her father’s strong hands. Her shame was mixed with the richness of the erotic feeling and she cursed herself for not being able to resist the reflex action. Brian continued, presumably encouraged both by Leslie’s movements and her father’s tacit permission to explore every inch of her. Leslie struggled slightly, praying that she was clean down there as the boy’s nails scraped across the opening for the hundredth time and she sensed that thick juices were slowly leaking out of her pussy.
Her father lowered her ankles and came round, taking up a position by her head. He leaned down and whispered to her as she belatedly covered her pussy, quickly confirming that she was wet beyond belief.
“Give me your hand,” he said. She twisted round to look at him with horror. This is what she had dreaded, the final scene in all her miserable scenarios. Each evening when he watched her walking upstairs or loitered around the bathroom her final thought before sleep was that he would appear in her doorway, semi-naked, smiling as though she was his property. Now he was going to assault her under the disguise of education.
“No, no, I won’t,” she shouted. Brian stopped and looked at her with concern. “Get off me Daddy or I will tell!”
“It’s OK, it’s just you and Brian, I’m just helping it to happen, that’s all. Now, give me your hand.” Even though she shook her head she reached out cautiously, anxious to avoid a scene with Brian at their house. He took her right hand, pulling her fingers down to the top of the boy’s cock and they both let out a similar sound of quiet satisfaction. “He’s still so hard for you, feel up and down it, see! Explore, keep him hard, he’s so huge for you!” The man’s hand slipped away as Leslie once again felt along the length of the boy’s cock, warm, friendly, hard yet fleshy. She stroked him absently, pausing frequently as Brian’s kissing between her legs found a sensitive spot and Leslie reveled in the feeling. Her bottom rose and fell off the sofa as he kissed and licked her. She seemed to vibrate with pleasure when his hands, guided by his uncle, slipped under her buttocks and a finger sought out her anus once again. She wondered how many times she had dreamed of this, taking Brian’s cock in her hand, stripping him in her bedroom, feeling his lips on hers as they made love together. She had even planned where she would start to seduce him (by her desk while looking at her laptop) and how she would convince him to join her on the bed (more comfortable to read what was on the screen). Their legs would be touching, their shoulders, they would look at each other, smile and she would offer her lips for their first kiss.
“Have you ever tasted a boy’s cock?” asked her father as she crashed back to reality. She shook her head emphatically. “OK, lean over here and take Brian in your mouth.” Both Leslie and Brian obeyed and Brian rose a little so that his cock bobbed in front of her as she lay on the sofa. Some of her concern had subsided now she felt that her father wasn’t going to attack her and she looked back into her cousin’s eyes before reaching out for him. She thought maybe that if she sucked him that might be all she would have to do for today.
“Jeez!”
“What?” asked Brian.
“Like, it’s even bigger!” she said as her fingers traced from the top down to his balls. She smiled a little as it moved in front of her, up and down without her help. Her interest grew as she experimented by moving the skin slightly up and down, checking for a painful reaction from the boy who simply grinned back at her. “You piss out of here too, right?”
“Of course” smiled Brian, his fingers trailing back to her pussy.
“Legs open, sweetie, wide op
en and ready for him all the time.” Leslie immediately pressed her legs against the back of the sofa. “Lick the top, then take it in your mouth.” Leslie took hold of her cousin’s cock and ran her tongue around the top of it. She looked up at Brian then her father. “That’s it, good girl, look up at him while he allows you to suck it!” Brian leaned forward a little, keen to have her take him in her mouth and he was rewarded immediately as she parted her lips and allowed him to fill her mouth.
“Oh Les!” said Brian, caressing her breast aggressively.
“A natural, I just knew it” exclaimed her father. “Keep going, move your fingers up and down his cock, look at him like I told you.” Her father watched for several minutes as her cheeks bulged with the thick cock. He could see the thick sheen on her pussy lips where Brian had wiped her juices around her lips and upper thighs. He reached out and pushed the girl’s legs against the sofa and cushion again, ensuring she was completely exposed. She really was doing a very good job with the boy’s cock and they seemed to have established a slow, sensuous rhythm. “Not too much, I don’t him to come in your mouth,” said her father. He watched for a little longer then took Leslie’s hand. “Here, feel his balls, remember, very gently.” Her father guided her fingers carefully around the boy’s scrotum, showing her again how and where she could pull the skin. Brian groaned at the intense feeling and smiled inanely while the veins outlined his rock-hard penis.
She turned onto her stomach and moved Brian a little so she could cradle his balls and guide his cock into her mouth. Brian was becoming anxious, clearly approaching orgasm and his uncle sensed it too even though they were both staring at her tight little buttocks.
“OK, Brian, sit on the sofa, you sweetie can sit across his legs.” Brian guided her so that she had her legs either side of his and they smiled at each other. The boy traced his fingers up and down her inner thigh causing his cock to flop up and down dramatically.
“Sweetie, open your legs, Brian, you help her. Wide as you can go!” he instructed. He nodded at Brian as the boy gripped her knees and parted her legs until she complained. “OK, sweetie, now hands behind you neck, and keep them there!” he added, moving behind her. She laced her fingers together behind her head which caused her chest to push out towards her cousin. Her father rested his hands on her shoulders and started to massage her muscles. Leslie shivered at his touch but knew that she would be unwise to complain. “Brian, kiss her nipples, take them in your mouth while you touch her.”
Brian leaned forward and gently took her right nipple between his lips. Leslie stifled a groan and tried to turn away but her father’s hands kept her still. She exhaled and gave in to the sensation. She looked down and watched his lips curling around the erect teat, her breath trembling out of her as his fingers slid between her wide-open legs.
“Good girl. This is a position you’re going to get to practice, right? This shows you are ready for a man, waiting for his command.” She heard what he said but didn’t digest his words, just marveled at the fluttering sensation in her stomach. So many sensory inputs, so many thumps from her heart and twitching from her thighs and anus. “Lick the other nipple, keep her wet and aroused.” Leslie desperately wanted to grip Brian’s head and pull him tight against her chest but she knew it would give her father cause for complaint. She felt the boy’s hand slide between her legs, slowly exploring the wet, silky-smooth skin of her pussy and up into the tight crevice of her buttocks. She clenched, groaning at the ceiling as his finger slid slowly over her anus. All too soon her father moved beside her.
“Ok, move forward sweetie and hold his arms,” he said, reaching between her legs to position the boy’s rampant cock. They arranged themselves as ordered so Leslie still faced Brian and her father knelt down so he could take Brian’s cock in his hand. “Lower yourself so his cock rests against your pussy. That’s it, so the head just goes inside.”
“Daddy, could you go in the kitchen?” she said, leaning forward to hide her pussy from his view. Her father’s hand rubbed against her upper thighs and sopping wet pussy.
Her father ignored her request as he leaned back against the sofa and looked down to check that the boy’s cock had actually penetrated his daughter. Leslie groaned and Brian looked in amazement as he saw the bulb of his cock swallowed by the tiny pink lips of his cousin’s pussy.
“There, your first cock, eh sweetie?”
“Feels so good Les!”
“Yeah, I know,” she said quietly, feeling her lips parted by something other than her two fingers. She sensed it against the walls of her vagina, hard yet forgiving, a perfect fit but a heart-thumping challenge to take it all.
“OK, kiss him sweetie, taste his lips, taste yourself on his tongue.” Leslie felt her father’s hands on her hips, guiding her down onto the boy. “Kiss him hard, suck his tongue as he goes deeper into you. Can you feel him?”
She nodded with genuine amazement. “Yeah, it feels so huge!” And she really could taste herself as they kissed deeply, a mild taste but a definite smell around his mouth of her arousal. The cock slipped a little further in as though she was sucking him inside her. It felt wonderful, so hard as it pushed her open and rippled against the walls of her vagina. She breathed deeply, anticipating the pain and explosion of feelings that awaited her young body. She desperately wanted to make Brian happy, wanted him inside her and if she had to do that while her father stood by then she supposed that was the price she would have to pay. She leaned forward, confident now that it was unlikely that her father was going to demand sex from her, certainly not while Brian was in the house.
“He is huge, you’re right. Now lower yourself down on him, take him inside you, all the way, really slowly.”
Leslie nodded, kissing the boy as another inch filled her. She felt her father lifting her back up.
“No, please!” she moaned as the cock slid almost all the way out. She could feel her father’s fingers between her legs, guiding the cock, positioning it against her pussy lips. She slid down in case it disappeared for ever, grabbing her prize.
“Ready to become a woman sweetie?” he asked, reaching between her thighs to open her legs wider. His fingers brushed against her anus. Leslie gasped then nodded. “See your cock inside her, Brian? You’re about to fill her little pussy, all the way!” He pushed down firmly on her thighs as Brian slid all the way into her and she groaned loudly as she arched her back. Brian grabbed her hips and cried out in ecstasy as he saw his cock disappear inside the girl. The stinging shot through her very briefly as the cock rippled along her virgin tunnel. She groaned again but now with the wonderful feeling of total fullness as their bodies met. With a bubbling sensation inside she noticed the tiny tingles undulating, morphing into warmth and undiluted pleasure. “Good girl. What do you say?”
“Thank you Daddy,” she responded automatically. She rested her head against Brian’s, staring into his eyes as they grinned at each other.
“Right, now move up and down on him, make him come inside you.” She did as ordered and found it was an easy, natural movement, exquisitely sensual as the boy smiled at her, wide eyed with lust and pleasure, his fingers gripping her breasts and tweaking her tiny nipples. Quickly she sensed the right distance to withdraw without losing his cock and began to rise and fall so that the lead remained just within the grip of her pussy.
“Oh jeeze Les, that is so good,” he said, gripping her arms. The room was filled with the quiet creaking of the sofa and the squelching from the girl’s pussy as she moved up and down his cock.
“Fuck me Bri,” she panted as her father let go. He shuffled back from the sofa and slid into an armchair to watch her tight buttocks moving up and down and the thick cock shafting her virgin tunnel. “Harder, I’m coming Bri,” she shouted as she slid rapidly up and down his cock as though she had been doing it since an early age. She groaned and grunted, looking down between her legs. The erotic view of the thick cock disappearing inside delighted her, as did the feeling of dripping juices that
ran from inside her and down the boy’s cock. Brian’s hands dropped to her buttocks, squeezing the tight cheeks and parting them to expose her anus to the full view of her father.
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