Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Peggy began searching for her small suitcase, but all she could find was her overnight bag. That would have to do, she felt. She placed it on the bed and opened it, then began to pile panties and bras, skirts and blouses, until there was no room for anything else. She went down the hallway, still naked, and collected her toothbrush and some toothpaste. She stuffed these into the overnight bag, then struggled to close it.

  She wanted to leave now, but knew they might see her go. She had to wait until dark.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Peggy failed to run away that evening. In preparation, she had decided to take the small overnight bag into the garage, just in case her mother found it in her room. She didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to go away and never see her mother and father again, or Robert. But she felt as if there was no choice. She was certain, in her young mind, that, her family wanted nothing to do with her. She was a terrible girl, and they deserved a better daughter than she was. Her tormented sexuality was getting to them, she felt.

  Not once did Peggy think that her brother and mother touched her because they wanted to. No, it was all her fault, not theirs.

  She peeked into the hall. Finding no one there, she lugged her suitcase from her room. She was careful not to bump it on the stairs, and fearfully she carried it through the kitchen to the garage. She concealed it behind some stacked boxes, then spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening with anxious nervousness.

  She tried to decide where to go, what to do once she got there. But Peggy didn’t know anyone outside her own neighborhood. She wasn’t sure how she would earn money to live on she was just a little girl.

  During dinner, she could not understand how her mother and brother could act so natural, so damned normal. She was on pins and needles, sure that her guilt was written all over her beautiful face. But her mother and brother acted as if everything was still as it always was between them. Peggy wondered if she had simply dreamed it. Was it just her erotic mind working?

  Just as she had always done, Peggy helped her mother in the kitchen after dinner. She kept looking at her mother out of the corner of her eye, but her mother was just as she always had been.

  As it began getting dark, Peggy went to her room to pick out something to wear. Her piggy bank revealed she possessed the grand wealth of five dollars and a few pennies. That wouldn’t get her far at all. That left her with only one mode of transportation — hitchhiking. If that was how she had to go, she felt it best to dress sweet and clean.

  Peggy changed into a white peasant blouse, low on her shoulders. Her skirt was full, swirling about her long, smooth thighs. She looked pretty and fresh, yet so very young, she thought. She couldn’t do anything about her youth, though. By the time she had brushed her dark blonde hair, it was dark enough to try and sneak away.

  She managed to sneak through the house to the garage, but that was as far as she got. Her mother and brother had not seen her, but when she entered the garage she found her father there, working on something at his bench. He looked up as Peggy stepped into the garage.

  “Hi honey,” he smiled at her. “Want to see what I’m making?”

  Peggy was caught. She couldn’t get her overnight bag with her father there. Her father held up a piece of wood he had been working on, but she couldn’t tell what it was to be. She smiled nervously and told him it was nice.

  She stood about four feet from him. She could not help looking at the front of his pants. She saw, in her mind, his enormous cock, strong and hard, throbbing with the piss hole dripping. She saw his cock pressing into her mother’s cunt, fucking vigorously. The image started her sweet cunt to bubbling with desire. She had not realized that she was staring at the front of his pants so intensely until her father interrupted her thoughts.

  “Something wrong, honey?”

  Peggy shook her head and jerked her eyes from his pants, rubbing her hands together. She looked around as though she had never been in the garage before. She felt her father watching her, and this increased her nervousness. She wanted to leave the garage, but felt as if her legs were too numb, her feet refusing to move toward the door.

  She felt sadness, sadness that she would never see her father again, and she loved him so very much. She loved all of her family, but there was nothing for her to do. As tears of sadness came into her eyes, she suddenly flung herself at her father, hugging him very tightly.

  “What’s wrong, honey?” she heard her father say as he held her shaking shoulders. “Tell the old man, Peggy. Whatever it is, we can take care of it.”

  She pressed her small body hard against her father, her arms about his waist. Her face was at his chest. She felt her father’s cock hardening. It was pressing into her stomach, starting to throb against her flesh. She felt a wild, hot sensation between her shaking thighs, and her cunt was so wet the crotch of her panties was becoming very soaked. Peggy pressed her stomach against his cock, a soft cooing sound come from her. She could feel the tightness of his cock, and she felt a wild urge to grab hold of his cock. The urge was strong, very powerful.

  To her horror, before she could stop it, her hand moved between them, then her fingers were outlining her father’s cock. The throbbing hardness against her palm sent her cunt into pulsations of intense desire, and she squeezed his prick gently.

  With sudden realization of what she was doing, Peggy jerked her hand away and tried to pull from his arms. But her father held her, refusing to let her go. His hands suddenly went down to her ass, closing tightly on her cheeks. She felt his lips against the top of her head, and despite her feelings of shame, she was twisting her ass into his hands.

  “Ooohhh, Daddy!” she murmured, writhing in his clutching grip. “Oh, Daddy!”

  George pressed his cock tightly against his daughter’s stomach as he fondled her saucy ass. Peggy listened to his breathing, feeling the heat of it in her hair. Her cunt pulsated with an intense pleasure, and soft mewls bubbled hotly from her. Peggy wanted her father to fuck her, wanted his enormous cock inside her steaming cunt, but she couldn’t move. Her muscles refused to work. All she could do was stand there and let him caress her ass. If his hands had not been on her ass, Peggy felt she would fall to the floor in weakness.

  She gasped as she felt her father lifting her skirt behind her, gasped even louder as he slipped his hands into the elastic waistband of her bikini panties. Then she was holding her breath as his hands began to squeeze the naked flesh of her succulent ass cheeks.

  She wasn’t sure how it happened, but she found herself sitting on the washing machine, her dress up past her waist, her panties off. She was silting there with her legs spread wide apart and her father had that huge cock of his out in the open. Peggy stared at it with misty eyes, seeing that big head, so smooth and swollen, cunt dripping from the piss hole. Her father was sliding the head of his cock about her inner thighs and coming very close to her bubbling cunt.

  She wanted his cock inside her young cunt badly, but it looked so huge! It would not fit in her pussy, she thought with a burning mind. It wouldn’t possibly go in my cunt… it’s too big! But, oh, I want Daddy to fuck me with that big, hard cock of his! I want it… want it so much!

  She stared down between her thighs as her father rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down the boiling slit of her twat. Peggy thought she would come because it felt so good. She watched as her father placed his dripping cockhead against her painfully swollen clitoris, and she had the insane thought that she was going to fuck his pisshole with her clitoris.

  Her father, held his cock in one hand, her trembling hip in the other, and now Peggy stared as his prick spread the tender, sugary lips of her cunt. To her delight she watched that huge, smooth head move between her cunt lips. She felt her pussy stretching wide to take him, and instead of pain, there was only ecstasy. She squealed softly as more of his cock slipped into her snatch.

  Her father pressed slowly, but firmly, and his cock moved farther in. Peggy had never felt this stretching, stuffing p
leasure with her brother. Every nerve in her cunt was tingling, burning, and she writhed her little ass against the washing machine.

  The thought came into her mind that her mother or her brother might come looking for her, see what she was doing with her father… and Peggy didn’t give a damn! She didn’t care who caught them, who saw her father’s cock sliding into her stretching cunt. At this moment she was going to fuck her father and if anyone didn’t like it, they could just kiss her sweet little ass!

  Her hands gripped his shoulders as more of his prick went into her tight, wet cunt. She was making soft mewling sounds. Her ecstasy was blinding her. But her father took his time, thrusting into her cunt very slowly, as if he were afraid he would injure that tender pussy. But Peggy didn’t want to wait.

  “Hurry, Daddy!” she grunted in a whispery voice. “Don’t tease me! Put it in me, Daddy!”

  George smiled at his daughter’s excited face. “In a hurry to be fucked, are you, baby?”

  “Yes, Daddy!” Peggy squealed, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Yes, yes, yes! Hurry! Please, Daddy, don’t tease me! I want it… want it in me!”

  George held his daughter’s shaking hips with both hands now and moved his cock into her pussy. The wiry hairs at the base of his prick mingled with the golden fuzz on her twat, and Peggy whimpered when she felt his hairy balls pressing at her ass. Her hips twisted, and she tried to pump her hips back and forth on his prick.

  George began to fuck his daughter now, still being gentle with her. But Peggy didn’t want him to be gentle. As his cock speeded up, she cooed with delight and shoved her mouth to his. Her wet tongue darted back and forth into her father’s mouth, moving as his cock was now moving in her cunt. Peggy thought her pussy would be forever stretched, forever stuffed to the limits, and she loved it! She didn’t care if her father’s throbbing hard cock ripped her from asshole to belly button — she was going to fuck him furiously.

  “Oh, Peggy!” George grunted. “Damn, you’re so tight, honey! Tight and hot and wet! Ohhh, baby, it feels so good! Damn, your little cunt is wet and tight… and so fucking hot!”

  “Do it, Daddy!” Peggy squealed, her voice thick with ecstasy. “Do it to me, Daddy! Ooooh, it’s so good… so big! I love your cock, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Oh, please, please, please! Fuck me… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”

  He held her twisting hips, his cock moving faster now. Peggy clung to his shoulders, hissing and cooing and mewling. She squeezed her eyes tight, letting her pleasure grow and steam throughout her shivering body. It seemed to her that there wasn’t enough room, in her cunt now for a thin toothpick. Her father’s cock filled her completely.

  Suddenly her eyes popped open. “Ooooh, I’m coming, Daddy! Oh, you’re making me come already!”

  Her cunt convulsed around her father’s cock, becoming tighter than ever, the small muscles inside rippling and drawing and sucking at his thrusting prick. Peggy’s body shuddered. The lips of her pussy, in spasms, pulled at her father’s cock, sinking inward as he stabbed.

  “Oh, damn!” George grunted. “That’s fantastic, Peggy! That is absolutely fantastic! Your cunt… I can feel your hot cunt sucking on my fucking cock! Ohhh, that is terrific!”

  Peggy thrilled to his banging hips, the way his cock thrust so powerfully into her bubbling snatch. She could feel the powerful throb of his cock as he began to fuck faster. Somehow she managed to get one of her hands down to clutch at his hairy, swinging balls, twisting and pulling at them, but not so hard as to cause him pain.

  “Are you gonna come, Daddy?” she whimpered. “I want you to come, Daddy! My pussy wants you to come! Oooooh, Daddy, come in my pussy! I want you to! Please, oh please, come in my hot cunt!”

  George pumped faster, his driving cock plunging in and out of his daughter’s cunt almost furiously now. He was grunting heavily. When Peggy glanced at his face, it was contorted. She pulled at his balls as he pounded back and forth, banging hard against her still climaxing cunt lips.

  The harder and faster he fucked her, the more pleasure Peggy felt. She was having a series of intense orgasms that she had never experienced before, and she whimpered loudly. Peggy could hardly, believe she was receiving so much ecstasy. It wasn’t possible to feel so much pleasure and still be able to breathe. Peggy felt as if it were not just her cunt in the violent clutch of orgasm, but that her whole body was one enormous orgasm. If her father did not come soon, splash his come juice into her fiery cunt, she would go out of her mind, she thought.

  “Hurry, Daddy!” she pleaded. “Oh, please, hurry and come in my cunt! I want it, Daddy! I want your come juice up my pussy!”

  George gave a powerful thrust, driving his thick, long cock as deep as possible into her tight, spasming twat, holding himself there. Peggy heard her father grunt loudly, then his cock throbbed. Suddenly she felt his come juice burst from his piss hole. She had felt her brother come inside her pussy, but this was totally different. The volume of her father’s come juice filled her so much that it began to drip past the tightness of her clinging cunt lips, running in thick, hot rivers over her ass cheeks, dripping against her asshole. She could feel each spurt of his come juice as though it were solid. Her small body shook violently again, and Peggy came in the most intense orgasm she had ever felt.

  She was aware when her father’s cock slipped from her cunt, but it seemed as though she were in an erotic dream. She had a soft smile of satisfaction on her young, pretty face. She sighed happily as her father stood there, looking at her. His cock and balls were still out of his pants, glistening with the moisture of her cunt and his come juice. Peggy tenderly touched his cock.

  “That was so beautiful, Daddy,” she said in a low, soft voice. “I loved it.”

  Her father looked at her closely, then began to stuff his cock and balls back into his pants. Peggy felt a disappointment as he did this, and she felt her father was concealing his cock from her because he was ashamed of what she had done.

  Still sitting on the washing machine, she watched him turn his back and return to his bench. He started working on that piece of wood again. She sat there with her skirt around her waist, legs still parted. She felt his come juice seeping from her cunt, warm on her ass cheeks. Peggy ran her fingers about her sensitive cunt, down over her ass, feeling the slippery come juice with the tips of her fingers.

  Why didn’t he say something to her? He didn’t have to just turn his back to her, did he? Was he ashamed of her, ashamed she was his daughter? Peggy wanted to run to him, hug him and say she was sorry, that she would never do it again. She wanted to tell him she loved him, loved her mother, her brother, but that she felt this terrible, need to be fucked all the time. She wanted to tell him so much, but she couldn’t. It would only make him hate her more, she felt.

  She slipped from the washing machine, smoothed her skirt over her hips and thighs.

  She saw her overnight bag, and tears started in her eyes again.

  She didn’t want to leave, she wanted to stay with her family.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  She stood watching her father.

  Her panties were on the washing machine, and she picked them up, looked at them, then threw them onto a pile of old newspapers in a corner.

  She took a deep breath, looked at her father one more time. She was just turning away to leave when she saw him look at her over his shoulder.

  Peggy couldn’t stop herself. She ran to him and hugged him, pressing her body against his back and holding him tightly about the waist. She felt her father tremble in her tight grasp as she hugged him tighter. She pressed her lips into his shin, kissing him.

  “Oh, Daddy,” she whispered into his back. “I love you so much!”

  George turned, but she stopped him. She didn’t want her father looking with disgust at her. When he stopped trying to turn, Peggy found to her horror that one of her hands was going down his stomach, sliding along the front of his pants. Her mind screamed at her.

  Peggy Benson, you’re craz
y! Stop this! Make your hand stop moving!

  But her hand wouldn’t listen to the frantic signals from her mind. She grasped her father’s cock through his pants, squeezing it. It did not really surprise her to find his cock swelling in her hand.

  All right, she told herself. All right, Peggy Benson! You’re going away… they hate you anyway… you might as well do what you want. It don’t make any difference now. You’ll never see your family again… so do what you’ve been wanting to do.

  She opened her father’s pants, still pressed against his back. She reached into his pants and pulled his cock out. Her other hand lifted his shirt from his pants, and she began to kiss at his back, the tip of her tongue licking at his shivering flesh. She began to jack on his cock, feeling it swell and harden in her hot little hand. She squeezed it hard, pumping back and forth, mewling into his back.

  George stood there, letting his daughter jack on his prick. Her hand was hot and eager.

  Peggy loved the hardness of his cock, the way it throbbed so powerfully in her small, hot hand. She felt the smooth head of his prick, finding that it almost filled her palm. She felt the seeping juices smearing her hand, making her palm itch and burn with desire. She ran her hot lips up and down his back, the tip of her tongue leaving trails of hot moisture on his flesh.

  Peggy was very excited, but she also felt the misery of her sadness. Her hand jacked faster on his hot throbbing cock, and she wanted to see it. She loosened her grip around his waist, and with a little pressure, indicated for her father to turn around and face her. When he did, she held his cock and stared at it, thinking it was the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. It still glistened with some moisture, and even that excited her. She ran her fingertip along it, thinking his cock was a foot long. It wasn’t, not really but to her young, hot eyes, it looked very long.