Only the Begining
This is my first time posting a story to this site, it was done on a bet of sorts. I claimed, a touch to loudly perhaps, to be girlfriends that it was 'easy' to write porn - it isnt - and thus, i am to now sit here and right out a story from scratch to prove that.
Disclaimer:
The following is a story, a short story that will focus on the sex aspect and not much else, it will be very short and likely, not very good
This story has many themes that some may find offensive. Underaged. Incest. Rape and abuse. I do not condoned these actions, it is a work of fiction. If you do not like these themes you have now been twice-warned and I will accept no responsibility for any issues evolving from your continuing to read.
All characters, places, scenes etc, etc ad infintum are property of me blah blah no replicating blah. You get the idea.
All Comments, Criticisms and death-threats to [email protected]
Sarah made her way from her bedroom, through the house and towards her fathers study in the basement. She had dreaded this trip for a long time now, it was the night of her twelfth birthday and she knew what was to come. She was there on her older sisters birthday but with no younger sisters of her own she would go alone. Sarah was small for her age, no more then five feet tall and ninety pounds with her black fur soaking wet. She was the runt of her family and they had never let her forget it, just as now she could not forget what she was heading into. She saw herself in the mirror as she passed it in the hall, she had gotten ready for bed as she had any other night. The long shirt falling to her knees and hiding the pale pink panties she wore beneath.
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Down the long stone stairs she stopped outside the door to her fathers study, standing and staring at the door as he stomach tied itself in knots around the butterflies that fluttered there. She stood for a good few minutes before she started to raise her paw to knock only to be cut off by the call of her fathers heavy voice "Hurry up, Sarah" It was enough to make her jump and open the door. Slipping into the dark room beyond her eyes quickly adjusted, the heavy redwood desk dominated the majority of the room, mostly bare but for a few knickknacks. A single picture of her sister stared back at her across the room, past her father sitting at the desk, her father was a large male, towering over his smaller daughter even sitting as he was a large male, even for other canines. His wolfish muzzle lent to a smile as he saw her and beckoned her over to the desk.
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She knew the rules, they had been explained to her that very morning, and the memory of watching her sister was burned into her mind, she knew what she was to do. Stopping in front of her father Sarah waited patiently as he sat and watched her. Looking her up and down he nodded with a smile "Very good, assume position one." The husky voice of her father came out of the partial darkness as a shock to her, having been lost in though Sarah jerked at the comment and almost forgot what to do before she dropped to her knees and for a moment she forgot what to do. At a cough from her father she quickly remembered and sweeping her dark hair out of her face she sat up on her knees and reached out to loose the button-fly in her fathers pants.
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Once open, Sarah slipped her hand in, she was shaking but she couldn't remember if that was allowed or not, it caused her more fear, which in turn caused more shaking. Her long fingers curled first around her fathers sheath then against the underside of her balls. Taking a deep breath she shuffled forward on her knees and sat up as she drew her hand from her fathers pants and lent forward. Drawing the flat of her tongue over the underside of the sheath provoked an instant reaction, the red tip of her fathers cock poked free, Sarah lent forward so she could lean over and lap the tip of her tongue over it. As she lapped her fathers cock continued to grow in her hand, before long enough was exposed for her to lap along the smooth underside all the way to the pointed tip. Continuing a sharp clap to the shoulder from her father indicated she was stop, looking up she could see him regaining his composure, his voice heavy and rasping "Assume position Two." It was a command, in a tone that demanded instant action and it got it. Sarah twisted on her knees to reach under the desk and collect the pillow stashed there. Standing slowly she placed it on the desk and bent herself over, laying her torso down to the cool wood with her hips raised on the pillow, her toes barely touching the ground and her legs arched she reaches back and under the shirt she wore and hooked the waistband of her panties and slowly drew them over her soft, round ass and down firm thighs. About half way her father took over and pulled then to her feet where she stepped out of them, she hear him pocked the panties.
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Moments later she heard the sound of her pants hitting the floor and felt his giant hands on her rump, rubbing the firm flesh for a moment before pushing the T-shirt up over her hips she felt them stroke down her thighs. Reaching to the other side of the desk she griped the edge tightly, her position provided her a good view of the wood of the desk, long scratched dug deep and old into the wood right where her hands now gripped, the picture of her smiling sister peering at her from the corner of the desk.
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Her stomach roiled with the fear, but it didn't last long before it peeked to true fear as she felt the hard, pointed tip of her fathers shafted pressed against untouched lips. With his legs on either side of hers, trapping them together, her father lent himself over her, pressing her tightly to the wood of his desk as his cock slowly pushed between her lips and sunk itself into her pussy. Gripping the desk with all her might, her teeth locked together to keep herself quiet, to make a sound would incur punishment. She was left to bare it in silence. To feel the burn as her fathers thick, long shaft pressed itself between her legs, forced her muscles to part before it. He come in without pause, slow and persistent he continued to push deeper.
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She couldn't stop herself from squirming, as he broke into her deepest recesses her whole body jumped, in reply her fathers body pressed harder ontop of hers. She dug long nails into the wood of the desk as her fathers cock buried itself to the hilt inside her, feeling every inch of him spreading her virgin hole to its limited she squeezed her eyes closed, tears leaking to drip onto the desk under her. No sooner had he pressed to his limit did he slide himself back out again, leaning back with his hands on her hips he pull himself all the way from between her struggling legs, trapped against his and unable to spread to ease the pressure. He watched the gaping hole slowly shrink as quivering muscles fought back, he waited till her abused hole slowly closed again before he sunk himself to her hilt a second time. Sarah's whole body went ridged under him, stretching out on the desk. Pulling his hips away from hers a second time he began to work in and out of his daughter, trapped quivering against the desk she could do nothing but hiss as he pulled himself out and gasp as he pushed in.
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Feeling like every thrust would split her in two she whimpered as her father put more and more force behind his thrusts, she could feel his shaft growing inside of her and feel his hot breath on the back of her neck as he bent over her in his thrusts. She thought it would go on forever, a seeming eternity of burning, stretching pain. But even her father could not last forever, before long she felt him press into her, feel the huge swell of his knot force itself into her ravaged hole and lock them in place, to feel it grow even lager, stretching her to her limits and beyond, feeling herself tear, her whole body shuddering.
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He never stopped thrusting, with his knot in place his thrusts became short and savage, insistent and demanding as he clung to his daughter's hips and ravaged her, her small body trembling and shaking under him. With the knot forced into her and stretching her nails cut lines into the hard wood of the desk, she could taste blood on her tongue but his orgasm surprised her. Suddenly he released a primal groan, his shaft swelled within her, his knot felt like it would tear her apart and as suddenly his seed flooded into her, coating her insides and filling her to the point of bursting, none could escape from her stretched hole.
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She lay there, trapped, tied, stuck to her father for longer then she can remember, with him still and unmoving inside her and the spurts of his seed becoming light and sporatic the pain actually became to ebb slightly, so long as she didn't move. Eventually, the swell of her fathers knot lessened, all of a sudden the seed he had emptied into her insides burst from her to run like a river down her thighs. Her father pulled himself from her and backed away. Pulling his pants back up and tightening his belt she could hear him leave. She knew she was to clean up the mess she had made, she would then need to go and bathe, to wash the cum and blood from both inside and out.