Article 12462 of alt.sex.cthulhu: From: chfrost@aol.com (CHFrost) Newsgroups: alt.sex.cthulhu Subject: Story: The Rutting Room - Part IV Date: 13 Feb 1997 07:40:58 GMT Note: I did not write this story, so don't bitch at me if you don't like it. This is a bastardized version of the original story that I found on the net! Important Safety Tip: This is a Lovecraft based, gothic horror story and is extremely graphic! It includes - f/M, f/F, F/M, f/f, F/f, ff/M, M/f, ?/fu, mc, nc, incest, oral, anal, hermaphroditism, transformation, portal openings, ect... Age Limit: 18 THE RUTTING ROOM - Part IV Adapted by Wendy Palmer From a story by Grant Morrison Stiffling a scream, Imogen shook her head wildly causing her ponytail to dance about her shoulders as the indomitably hard crown of her father's prick inched itself past the clenched entry of her virginal rectum. "Bloody...hell...Imogennn...Ohhhhh!" Dr. Bedlow groaned as his nyphomaniacal little girl wriggled her ass inch by inch down onto the straining shaft of his erection. It was much too tight a fit. Trying to force something so large into something so small obscenely crushed and covered his cock with light brown flecks of feces, but sunken to the depths of depravity he now found himself in, it was of no concern. His thoughts shifted from the incredible feel and sight of the girl that forced herself down onto his aching prick, to the torment that filled his mind, rebuking him for sodomizing his own child, then to prayers that this would go on... forever! "Uhhh... So big!" she cried. "Oh, Pappa! It feels like it's splittting me in two!" "Just relax," he gasped. "Relax and enjoy the ride." Dr. Bedlow felt the sphincters clutching his pole stretch as he fed another couple of inches into the hot depths of her bowels. Imogen then began rocking forward until his cock was about to fall out, then rocked backward again, taking another inch up her rear. He wanted her to take all of him, teaching her a lesson about the consequences of teasing, to boot! So, grasping her by the swells of her hips, he thrust the last couple of inches as far up into her belly as he could. "Oh God!" she screamed out in agonized pleasure, "It hurts, but I love it so much! Ram it home, Pappa! Mmmmm... Uhh...Ohh...Uhhh..." They began moving in earnest, like a well oiled machine, one part old the other new. Thrust and counter-thrust. The tempo increasing to a white hot level of intensity. On the precipice of light and darkness, Dr. Bedlow bellowed as his pounding member shuddered violently inside Imogen's posterior. The ache in his loins broke free like a dynamited dam. His penis orgasmed so powerfully in her clenched tight anal passage that his hips bucked up off the seat of the chair, ramming his length as deep as he could as it gushed out his seed like never before. On the other end of the stick as it were, Imogen's own body trembled as she felt the brutal pillar of flesh slam into her a final time, spraying her insides with its hot spunk. The quivering rapture of her body became a chaotic quake of delight as her own energies peaked and exploded from wildly thrashing form. "OHHHH! AHHHHHHHHH!! OHHHHHHHH!!!" she cried, tears forming veritable rivers that ran down her cheeks. Dr. Bedlow's mind was suddenly spinning like a kaleidoscope. Then it seemed to shatter, like a stained glass window dropped from a great height. He never felt more drained in his life, but then a strange euphoria unlike anything he had ever known seemed to whirl down his spent prick, filling him completely, pressing him on. "I can't wait any longer," Imogen panted as she ground to a halt. "I have a gift for you, Pappa. I feel as if I must give you my dearest possession of all - my virginity!" His mind reeled as the most debased words to ever come out of his daughter's mouth echoed in his bedazzled brain. As she leapt off of the preturnatural stiffness of his erect cock, threw open the doors, and ran for the stairs, the pounding in his penis grew terrible. He felt compelled to run after her, not noticing the maid watching as he bounded up the stairs after Imogen, his incestually erect cock obscenely leading the way. Dr. Bedlow lay on his back, his hard, manly body a strange contrast to the frilly sheets and decor of his daughter's bedroom. The air of the room had an urgent erotic aura to it which insinuated itself into his mind, pushing aside all thoughs save those of heated fornication. He stared in amazed disbelief right up at Imogen's spread wide labia, visually appreciating the view as she spread her incestual "present" directly over his painful erect cock. Her own mind a tempest of conflicting emotions, she gave in to the incessant thrum of the room's desires. The swollen, oozing penis seemed frighteningly gigantic in her tiny fist, but she lowered herself down to it, nonetheless. Wiping the big drooling head up and down her own moist slit, the cock wetly shined with the unholy mixture of their juices. Lowering herself a little more, she let the lips of her labia slowly part around the head of the penis, wiggled it around in the entrance of her tight, virginal vagina. "I was saving my virginity for marriage," she tearily said. "But I must do it now! Are you ready for me, Pappa?!" "Yesssss", he hissed with the painful pressure of his semen filled insides. It was as if the darkest, most wickedly erotic fantasies of their hearts were forced to the surface. They were driven over the edge into a hopelessly lust filled delirium. Balanced only by her legs, Imogen gently lowered her pussy onto his rampantly aroused rod, letting gravity force herself down onto the bloated pillar of flesh and blood. Like a virgin maiden, sacrificed to a god of fertility in the dim mists of prehistoric past, she felt it press against the tender resistance of her virginity. Holding her breath as she concentrated, she finally relaxed the muscles around the head of his prick, and gritting her teeth, she pushed down harder, the added force making the big dick spear just a tiny bit deeper into her. Then, with a blur of movement that only an exceptionally limber girl could do, her legs darted out from under her and she was cruely impaled on her father's throbbing muscle. Despite her gritted teeth, Imogen screamed as she felt the wicked shaft of his penis rip through her thin hymen and plow all the way up to her cervix! The room was far from soundproofed, so her terrible wail, coupled with Dr. Bedlow's loud roar of animal lust resounded down the hallway. Imogen's eyes rolled back in her head as she thrashed, speared to the core by the jutting prick. Bedlow reeled with the most intense sensations he had ever felt in his life, the soft flesh of his darling daughter's deepest insides wrapped completely around his prick. The terrific pain of so sudden and complete a violation changed to whimpered cries as the room twisted the girl's disassociated mind into believing that it felt good. They were soon followed by groans of ecstacy that escaping from her lips as the 9 inch cock skewered her teen pussy like a shishkabob. Her own weight had driven it into her, and she blinked through tear flowing eyes as she felt the tightness of her cannal clutching the huge, hard monster that was so far up inside her. Her teenaged mons clasped and squeezed the stiff shaft like a glove that was three sizes too small. Leaving it buried all the way inside her for what seemed like hours, she eventually got use to the size. Pulling her ankles up to either side of her head as her father's strong hands, as if knowing her desire, held her in place and started to slowly raise and lower her on and off his straining, purple veined prick. He relished the vision and sensations as he fucked Imogen's little body on and off of his brutish organ. She was so cute, so wet, so tight, so hot! Highly charged erotic energies bristled in the room till he could think of nothing, save the slapping of their seathing flesh. She gasped in shock as he pushed her all the way off, then slammed her back down, a steady motion beginning. In the haze of their of incestual rutting, they failed to see tHorny girls will show you their pussy ... 1