Richard stood outside Amanda's door, wondering just how to do what he wanted. He had never been the run in, take charge kind of guy. But now, as he stared at Amanda in bed, he wished he were. He had always wanted to fuck his daughter, but her gymnastics had come first. She had been involved early on, and she was rarely at home for very long.

But the pixie blond, still thin at 85 pounds, was now a 16 year old beauty. Her lack of a chest and hips only excited her father that much more.

Now, she was home for the next two months. Ever since last night he had been excited at seeing his daughter.

When Amanda had gotten off the plane, she had hugged both Richard and his wife. It was then he felt himself starting to lose control over his feelings for his daughter. He had felt her small, hard nipples under her shirt as she hugged him, and he had nearly lost it right then.

This morning had been difficult. His loving wife Melody didn't suspect a thing. She had left for a two week business conference in a remote part of Hawaii, leaving Richard and Amanda on their own.

Richard saw Amanda turn over as he watched her from the door. Her small breasts jiggled in the light of the night light she still turned on. As she rolled from one side to the other, she kicked off the sheet.

Richard stared at Amanda, running his eyes down her small, petite form. He wished silently she would roll over, so he could see her waist.

Almost as if she had heard her father's silent plea, Amanda did roll over. Her tee shirt rolled up slightly, and Richard saw her pink little girl panties.

It was the sight of the panties that finally set him off. He felt himself go hard as he stared at Amanda's panties. He slowly walked in her room. His maleness stood hard as he came closer.

He ripped off Amanda's panties, then thrust in.

"Oh, my Goooodddd! No! Ohhhh!"

Amanda continued to scream as her father tried to force his way in. She was so tight! He kept trying to thrust in, but she was squirming and shaking. Amanda kicked her father, and he slapped her.

"Quit fighting me," he ordered.

Amanda didn't quit, in fact she fought harder, trying to keep her father away from her. But she screamed even louder when he caught her thighs, spread her, then thrust in. Amanda screamed in mortal agony as her own father started to stroke In and out.

"Oh! Yeah!" he moaned.

"Stop! Oh, God! Daddy! Please!"

Amanda begged her father to stop, but he was already too far gone. He only lasted about a dozen strokes before he came, prick deep in his daughter's bloody mound.

As his orgasm passed, he lay on top of his daughter. He could hear her still crying. He waited, but she continued. He liked the feel of her still very tight mound on him. He looked at her.

"Pretty good for your first time," he said. "But you'll do better."

Amanda stared at her father.

"That was rape," she said quietly, then she started to look angry. "You raped your own daughter, you bastard!"

Richard slapped his daughter.

"Don't use that kind of language," he scolded her.

"You raped me!"

"So what?" he said. "It's over, now forget it."

Amanda started to cry again.

"I'l l forget it after I talk with the police."

Richard stared at his daughter.

"Go ahead and go to the police," he said, lifting off Amanda. "But if you are going to them, I should make sure it is worth the time."

Amanda looked at her father, then felt her face sting as he slapped her. He dragged her out of the bed, then forced her to her knees.

"You want to go to the police, little slut? I'll give you something to go to the police about!"

His fingers tangled in her short blonde hair. He brought her face closer and closer to his groin, where he was already getting hard again.

Amanda saw the sight, and she screamed and tried to fight off her dad.

"No, daddy! Please, I-mmmf!"

Richard forced his maleness in her mouth, then held her head. He could feel her wet mouth tighten, and she started to choke. Richard started to thrust his manhood in and out of Amanda's mouth.

Amanda was in shock. Minutes before, she had been sleeping peacefully. Now her own father had raped her, and was currently forcing her to suck him. Her tears mixed with her few gasps as her father forced himself in her mouth.

Amanda's mouth was perfect for Richard. He felt himself curve down the back of her throat, and her mouth was cleaning him off. He stared down as Amanda looked at him with terrified eyes.

He again could only handle a few strokes before he went off, his peak sending his warm jism down the throat of his crying daughter. Richard held himself in place, making sure Amanda cleaned off most of his manhood. What little he thought she missed, he wiped in her hair as he pulled himself out of her mouth.

"But, daddy, I-oh my God! No! Not that!"

Amanda screamed as her father turned her over. Her small breasts were pinned to the cold floor as her father now stared down, watching her ass jiggle. He knew he would have to have perfect timing, and he also knew that he wouldn't be able to go very long. Sure, he had gotten off twice, but Amanda's ass had to be even tighter than her mound, and he knew he had only lasted a few strokes there.

Richard kept trying to thrust himself in Amanda's ass, but she kept struggling and trying to fight him. Richard finally got tired of her fighting. He started to spank his daughter.

"Maybe a good spanking is what you need," he roared, raining blows down.

Amanda tried to bring her arms and hands behind her to cover her ass, but that just pleased Richard more. He now came up behind Amanda, then thrust in, hard and full and deep.

Amanda screamed in pain and terror. She screamed even louder as her father started to slowly go in and out of her ass.

Richard couldn't believe how much tighter Amanda's ass was. He was in a lot of pain as he started to thrust in and out, but it was soon easier as he got used to the grip of her on him.

Amanda was devastated. She couldn't believe what her father was doing. Not only had he raped her, but now he was violating her most secret part. Her crying and tears mixed with her screams.

Richard had been right. He felt the rush gathering already, after only a dozen strokes. He peaked now, his seed shooting deep in Amanda's ass, his young, blonde daughter, moaning and screaming.

Richard lay on top of his daughter, his manhood still in her. He started whispering in her ear.

"Now that was something to go to the police about, you little slut."

Richard stood. He heard the door open. Melody stood there, eyes wide in shock.

"My God! Amanda! What happened?"

Melody rushed in, going to the bedside of her daughter.

"Oh, I fucked her," said Richard. "But she didn't like it, and now she's crying about it."

Amanda started to cry in her mother's arms, melody's face red with anger as she turned to Richard.

"Get out of here!" she screamed. "Get out of this house! Now!"

Richard stared at his wife, then his daughter.

"I don't think so, whore."

He now came forward. Melody tried to lift off the bed, but had Amanda's body weight on top of her.

Richard saw the struggle his wife was having. He waited until she stood. As she turned to him, he slapped her. He started to slap his wife, holding her by her long blonde hair. He gave a final loud slap, and she fell back, landing on Amanda, knocking the breath out of her daughter.

Richard smiled. This was just too good. He reached under Melody's skirt, and ripped off her panties.

"Let's see if you are as good as your daughter," Richard said viciously. He turned Melody over, then ripped up her skirt.

"No, Richard! I said no! You bast---Noooooo!"

Richard now thrust in Melody's ass. He went slowly, making sure his wife was forced to feel him. He knew she hated this part of sex, and he could now teach her a lesson. He started to thrust in and out, Amanda lying under her mother.

Melody had forgotten one of her bags. She had changed her ticket, and would be leaving on the last flight. She had walked in, then heard the thunderous screams of Amanda. When she heard Richard talking, she had started to cry as she opened the door.

Now Melody was crying in pain and shame.

"Amanda! Lick mommy!"

Both Amanda and Melody were shocked. They just couldn't believe this was happening. But it was. Amanda's tears again filled her face as she was forced under her mother, and she started to lick.

Richard felt the force gathering in his groin, and he was deciding just how to make it special, to force both women to be his slaves. He smiled as he came up with a plan.

"I changed my mind. Amanda, get up here!"

Amanda didn't like the hateful stare of her father, She knew he had something bad in mind, something she was sure she wouldn't like.

She was right.

"Get side by side with mommy."

Melody had started to relax when Richard pulled out of her backside. Now she shrieked as he thrust in her ass. Richard only went five strokes.

Then he pulled out and went to Amanda. She shrieked as he thrust in and out, going five strokes.

Then he switched back and forth, slowing his groin. Amanda's amazing tightness was offset with Melody's much firmer, fuller, looser ass.

He knew his peak would be mind blowing, but he also wanted it to be memorable to his wife and daughter. He felt the force gathering quickly as he went in and out of Amanda's ass.

He pulled out, then stood before both.

"Both of you look at me."

He stared in the teary, frightened eyes of Melody and Amanda as he stroked himself. He peaked now, his seed going just where he hoped, some on Amanda, some on Melody.

Both lay crying as he hummed to himself. The mother and daughter were in tears as they curled into each other's arms on the bed. Richard came to the bedside. Both Amanda and Melody screeched as he thrust a finger in each of their asses.

"What time is dinner?" Richard roared.

Melody knew then her job was going to end.

"In about an hour," she gasped, her pain evident.

"I think you should get to bed early," he yelled at Amanda.

"Yes, daddy," she moaned, tears again in her eyes.

"Let's go take a shower," said Richard. He pulled his finger out of each and stood. Melody stripped slowly, Amanda shedding what remained of her tee shirt.

Richard? He smiled as he watched the asses of both his wife and daughter jiggle as they slowly made their way to the bathroom. He felt himself starting to harden again.

The bathroom filled with shrieks as he closed the door.

The End