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A Graduation Surprise (Kaziel & [LunarDysis])

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[LunarDysis]

Supernova
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Jan 25, 2009
Aislyn sighed as she pulled her car up and into the driveway of her house, seeing her fathers car there along with one of his friends. His friend was over quite a lot as they'd watch t.v, drink and hang around. She was quite use to it now after her mother had left them. Aislyn was young at 18, having just graduated with her Cap and Gown still upon her body. She wasn't going to take it off until she got into her house. She stood tall at 5'7'', her hair a dark chocolate brown that was pulling up int a messy bun. Her hair a dark piercing blue, almost Sapphire. Her skin was lightly tanned and smooth to the touch. Underneath she whore a short black skirt, a white tank top with a pair of black high heels. Earlier she had just gotten done hanging out with her friends for the night. Went to dinner and just had a blast hanging out for the last time with each other as they all headed off the college.

Locking her door she walked to the front door before she unlocked it and she stepped into her house. She turned and saw her father on the couch with his friend, of course. "Hey.." she said and smiled as she shut the door behind her and she set her purse down onto the nearby table. She pulled out her diploma and moved it to set into the clear case behind the couch, giving a soft sigh as she looked to them. "So what're you two doing tonight?" she asked and moved into the kitchen.
 
Her father looked up as she entered. His friend hadn't been here long and they'd both had a little to drink, but not enough to make it noticeable. His friend gave her a wave of his hand, and her father replied, "So... all done with school finally?" He watched as she made her way through the bottom floor of their house. As she put her diploma up, he nodded.

"Us, we were just hanging out." he said as he stood, his friend following as they walked into the kitchen. The friend began leaning on the door, the only easy method of escape blocked as her father walked up behind her. The room was not large, a dinner table dominating most of it, pressed up against the wall. On the other wall was the long counter, covered with various cooking tools, along with the sink. Against the far wall was the refrigerator, humming quietly.

Her father was around 5'10", his build was full from years as a construction worker, his hair short, the lower half was starting to gray, his crown still a dark brown matching his daughters. His face was stretched from years of drinking since his wife had left, his face rough with stubble, like a piece of sandpaper.

Aislyn had started the water of the kitchen sink so she didn't hear the slow unzipping of her father's pants, and she didn't realize anything was amiss until she felt his arm wrap around her waist, his other grabbing the back neck of her gown, tearing it down the back, her clothing underneath coming into view.
 
"Yeah, finally." She gave a soft laugh and smiled. It felt wonderful to finally be done with school, no more of having to stay up late to study for tests or to do homework. And no more dealing with the immature kids in the school. She was a free woman now and well, until she heads off to college. Her small hands reached up and opened the cabinet, pulling out a glass and shutting the door. Turning on the faucet in the sink she began to fill up her glass with cold water and sighed. Taking a long sip before she set her glass down and she moved, feeling an arm around her waist and her head turned to see her father and she smiled. Though her eyes peered up as she felt a grasp upon her gown and she gasped. The feel of her gown ripping down the back, revealing her white tank top and her short black skirt, which hung close to her mid thighs.

She turned quickly and pulled her gown off as she looked at it. "What the hell, dad?" She asked and scoffed as he had ripped her gown. "I paid a lot for this." She said, "Are you drunk..?" She asked and then looked down, noticing his pans were unzipped and her brow cocked. She set her glass down onto the counter and she pushed his hand from her waist. If they were going to act like this, she was going to leave. She stepped to the side and around the table before she glanced up to see that something was blocking her way.

And not only just something, her fathers friend. "Excuse me.." she said and stepped to the side, but it seemed that with every step she took to either side he'd follow. "This isn't funny." She said and glared up to him before turning and looking to her father.
 
"You're right... it's not funny." There was some mirth in her father's voice, but it was twisted and sounded kinda sick, like something you'd hear from a crazy person in a movie or on TV. He stepped up to her again, and she felt her father's friend step right behind her. She suddenly felt very trapped, the look in her father's eyes filled her with fear.

Her father's friends hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders, and she found herself unable to slide to the left or the right away from them. Then her father's rough hand reached up and grabbed the front of her tank top and with a hard pull, the front of her shirt was torn open. Reaching into the opening, he grabbed one of her breasts through her bra, groping it as she felt his other hand pull down her skirt to her knees leaving it there.
 
"Seriously.." She said and grunted as she felt her fathers friend grab her shoulders and she squirmed as her father neared her. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" She asked and grabbed at his hands though she cringed her face a bit as he stood in front of her and she gasped out. Her hands moving and covering herself as he ripped her shirt open. Though she gasped louder as his hand quickly moved and grasped her breasts. She glared and flung her hand forward, letting it greet his cheek roughly. Breathing in as he pulled her skirt down which hung around her knees. Her black laced bra and panties showing and she narrowed her eyes. She knew that after she had slapped him, she knew that sooner or later she'd feel his hand coming right back against her.

"Dad.. please.. Stop." She said and moved as she shoved her hands forward against his chest and tried to elbow his friend.
 
There was a loud pop as Aislyn's palm met her father's cheek, but it had little impact beyond making him wince slight. As she started to resist, he released her breast and reached up and slapped her firmly across the face, her head turning, a red welt beginning to show on her own cheek. "Little bitch, don't you fight back to your father."

He grabbed her throat, and pulled her over to the kitchen table, bending her over the corner so her ass was in the air in one direction, while her face was also in the air. The metal of the table was cold against her bare skin. He walked behind her and nodded to his friend who walked over in front of her, undoing his fly, and dropping his pants and his boxers. The friend placed his hand on the back of her neck and suddenly she was unable to push herself up off the table. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her father also remove his pants and underwear, his member springing free. Then she felt him grip her panties and pulled them down, her ass and pussy exposed.
 
She glared towards him before she cried out as her face flung to the side at the force of his slap. Her hands came up and grabbed at his wrist. "Let me go!" She yelled before she grunted as her stomach met the table, along with her face for a moment. She squirmed and kicked her legs though she felt force on her neck and she glanced up and her eyes widened to see her fathers friend pull his pants and boxers down. "No! please!" She pleaded though she heard another pair of pants and boxers drop and her eyes peered to the side.

She gasped and cried out as she tried to pull away, seeing her fathers pants drop and his member springing free and she whimpered as her panties were pulled down. Feeling the cool air pierce her pussy and her ass. Her hands grabbing at his friends wrist as her nails clawed at him, trying to get free.
 
Her father's friend grabbed her hair with his other hand and pulled Aislyn head up, so she was looking right at his crotch. He grabbed his member, which was by no means short and slapped it firmly across her face. It stung a little, but wasn't overly painful... it was more the insult and the shock than anything else. "Quit your fighting, you little cunt!" the man in front of her said. He repeated the action, slapping her face with his dick a few more times, each time getting harder and harder until it stood straight out in front of him, it's tip aimed at her face like it was staring at her.

Behind her, she felt her father's rough hands slide up her thighs, one of them going up to her ass and roughly squeezing it before he reached back and slapped his open palm across it a few times, the cheeks starting to turn red. His other one slipped between her thighs and he ran his finger along her slit. "Before we really start, let's get you warmed up." He said, giving an gut wrenching laugh as he plunged his finger into her folds roughly, until the full lenght of it was inside of her.
 
She grimaced and cried out, her nails digging into his wrist as his hand grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head up. A gasp was let out as her face was forced back and forth by him slapping her across the face with his dick. Though soon he stopped and looked forward to see the head of his cock staring at her in her face and she moved. Cringing a bit she felt her fathers rough hands fly down upon her ass, feeling the sting and she shook her head. "No.. no war-" She was cut off and whimpered, groaning in pain as she felt his finger plunge deeply and roughly into her sex.

She breathed out deeply against the table and closed her eyes. Trying to kick her legs though she wasn't able to hit her father as her legs were spread out apart. Both legs on either side of his, which kept her at an awkward stance against the table. Her eyes traveled up to his friend and she tried her hardest to pull her head away. She managed to glance over and catch sight of the cordless telephone on the counter. Giving a soft grunt her arm flung to the side as her fingers stretched out, wiggling back and forth to try and reach it.

Would it buy her any time? She sighed and looked forward as her mouth opened. Almost as if letting the man know to put his disgusting cock in her mouth. Her open mouth was waiting, waiting to chomp down on the sensitive flesh before her.
 
Her father's friend shook his head. "Uh-uh, bitch. There's no way you're broken yet..." Reaching down he began stroking his hard shaft until a thick glob of precum oozed from the head and he released his cock and scooped it up with two fingers. Glistening on his tips, he pushed his fingers into her mouth, smearing her tongue with the slime he had just wiped from his cock, coating her tastebuds with it's salty flavor. "Enjoy that, you whore."

Pulling his finger out of her, he smiled at it for a second before he straightened his next finger and brushed both of them against her other lips. "Daddy's little girl is a tight little one isn't she? We'll just have to loosen her up a bit..." As he said this he slammed both of them into her and began to finger-fuck her with both his index and middle finger.
 
She glared up to him, he was too smart and she gagged on his fingers as he pushed them into her mouth and forced his cum onto her tongue. Though she cried out as her father thrust another finger into her and she squirmed against the table. She tasted the saltyness of the cum and she looked up to him. She quickly clamped her jaw down onto his fingers that were spreading the cum around her mouth. And she bit hard, almost hard enough to draw blood. Or hell, bite off his fingers.

She breathed out heavily as her stomach pressed harder against the table. Her hand dropped, noticing that they weren't even watching her hand. She swallowed and quickly shot her hand over as her fingers tapped the phone and it dropped, falling into the palm of her hand. Though she knew that they probably saw it and she flipped it over to quickly have her thumb dial in '9-1-1'.
 
"OW!" Her father's friend screamed as she clamped her teeth down on his digits. "You... little... cunt!" he yelled as he tore his fingers out of her mouth. Still holding her long dark hair, he pulled his hand back and began roughly slaping her face, her head twisting back and forth. "You need to learn your place, you worthless piece of trash."

Her father laughed, behind her as he continued to fuck her with two of his fingers, giving her red ass another squeeze, his fingernails digging into her tender flesh. When he saw her reach over and try to dial the 911, he laughed again. "Oh, sweety... I'm afraid no one will be coming to help you..." He gave another sickening laugh as he reached over and pulled up the wire that was connected to the based where the phone connected to the outside world. It was disconnected and looked like it had been since before she arrived. Bending forward, she felt his hot breath on her ear, "Better get used to this, my little slut... for this is your life now." And as he said that, he emphasized it by pushing both of his fingers into her hard and kept them deep inside of her.
 
She grinned as he screamed though her grin faded and a cry of pain was heard from deep within her throat as he violently slapped her across the face. "Get away from me. You disgusting pig!" She snarled and stopped as she felt her fathers breath on her ear and she shook her head and grunted, squinting her eyes in slight pain again as he pushed his finger into her roughly again. Emphasizing that this would her life from now on, her father and his friend take control and make her their fuck toy. The fear was quite visible upon her face as her body squirmed against the corner of the table as it pressed into her stomach. She saw the cord was disconnected and she trembled beneath him.

"Help!" She screamed out at the top of her lung, trying to scream loud and as high pitched as she could. "You fucking, asshole!" She growled, kicking with her feet at her father.
 
She felt her father, still bent over her, slowly draw his fingers from her and when they were fully out of her slit, he swung his hands around and plunged his fingers into her mouth, her own juices coating them. Drawing his hips back, he placed the head of his cock at the folds of her womanhood, letting her feel it for a moment... letting her know what was about to follow, before he slammed it into her hard, not caring if she was still a virgin.

His friend took a step back as her father stuck his fingers into her mouth, and he reached down and began stroking his member. "Oh yeah, bitch. Take that... take it all." Laughing as her father's cock penetrated her. His manhood grown hard again, he stepped forward and pulled his friend's hand out of her mouth, reached down and grabbed her jaw, forcing it open and holding it there so she wouldn't bit his cock and he slid it into her mouth, the tip touching her throat making her gag.
 
She breathed in and gagged a bit as she felt his finger push into her mouth and she whimpered. Her eyes opening wide feeling his head against her folds and now she wildly squirmed against the corner of the table. Only causing her to hurt herself more and get herself stuck further. She moved bit bite down onto his hands but cried out loudly in pain as he slammed himself into her. Feeling his head breaking roughly through her barrier and she whimpered, feeling a stream of blood seep down her thigh and her head touched the table though soon her jaw was forced open. Grasping the edge of the table and she glared up to him. Though her eyes closed tightly as his friends cock slid into her mouth.

Feeling his shaft running along her tongue and she gasped, gagging out on him as the head pushed against the back of her throat. She tried to plead with them but only felt his head push deeper into her mouth and down her throat. Almost forcing her to deep-throat him as she felt her fathers cock thrusting into her.
 
She felt her father grab her hips, holding her down, as he pulled all the way out of her before he roughly slammed into her again. His thumbnails dug into her raw asscheeks as he began to repeat the action, thrusting into her again and again, his cock lightly stained crimson with Aislyn's blood.

Her father's friend kept a hold of her jaw. "Aw yeah, you worthless whore! Take it... take it all!" Rubbing the bottom of his shaft along her tongue, he kept sticking the head of his member into her throat, enjoying the vibrations from her gagging. He let out soft groans as her throat constricted around it momentarily, then he pulled his cock out of her mouth, releasing her jaw as he stroked it hard, her saliva coating his hand. "Get ready to take some of it all over your pretty little face." The horrible grin on his face was filled with perverse glee.
 
She continued to gag on his cock, feeling his head rubbing along her throat and she gasped out. coughing and gagging as she caught her breath, crying out as her father continued his rough thrusting. It hurt but not too much. She felt his friend let her jaw go and she turned her head, catching side of his cock a little red. Once seeing and knowing that he was causing her to bleed she whimpered as it began to hurt. "No!" She growled up to him, grunting out as his cock thrust harder and deeper into her cunt.

Her mouth opened in pain and yet a bit of pleasure as she felt herself involuntarily climax on her father. Feeling her tears stream down her face, gritting her teeth as she was slammed into the corner of the table with each thrust.
 
Her father's friend grinned as the tears rolled down her cheeks and he let out a short grunt, his hips flexing as he came, hot, sticky fluid splattinger onto her face, some globs of it landing in her mouth that was open as she climaxed. He stroked his member a few more times, a couple more spurts came out, coating her face in white, dripping goo.

As she climaxed, her body automatically squeezed her father's cock, which almost pushed him over the edge. He kept a firm grip on her hips, pulled fully out of her, giving her a second to feel it before he rammed his cock hard into her, her stomach pushed against the table, fully releasing into her. She could feel his seed flooding into her, filling her womb, then dripping out of the sides of her snatch, dripping down her legs and mixing with the blood that was still there.
 
She gasped, her eyes closing as she felt his friend cum on her face and she cried out. Feeling and tasting his cum shoot and drip into her open mouth. She gagged a bit though she opened her eyes as she felt her father pull out of her. Was he done? Though soon he slammed back into her and she grunted, gasping out as she almost lost her breath a bit. As he thrust back into her hard, shoving her stomach into the corner of the table an shoving the table a bit. She whimpered as her face laid onto the table.

Feeling him shoot his hot jizz into her body and she breathed out heavily, feeling it drip out of her pussy, down her legs and onto the floor. Her hands grasping the sides of the table, holding her shaking body up.
 
Her father grabbed Aislyn's hair and pulled her to her feet, not caring about any noises she might make. His friend walked over and grabbed her shirt and used it to wipe clean his cock, and her father followed suit. The sticky goo then became adhered to her skin. Looking at his daughter, her face covered with globs of his friend's cum, he grinned.

"And this is just the beginning, sweetie." Despite the normally loving term, she could hear very little love in her father's voice as he lead her upstairs by the hair.
 
Her face cringed and she cried out again as her hands flew up to grasp at her fathers hands. She looked up to her father. "No more.." She managed to sputter out as she clawed at his wrists. Though it seemed to do nothing as he continued to pull her up the stairs by her hair. She glanced up as they reached the bathroom and her head tilted back as she stood by them. She could run but that would be a bad idea on her part.

One, he had a tight grip on her hair. And even if she got away she knew that they'd grab her and probably beat the shit out of her before raping her again. She could feel the cum along her face slowly drying and getting stuck along her skin.
 
Aislyn felt her father hand her off to her father's friend who pulled her into the large shower stall. Her panties and skirt had fallen away, but her bra and the ragged remains of her shirt still clung to her body. Her father said, from the door, "Gotta get you call cleaned up for your night out on the town, dear."

She felt herself pressed against the wall, her breasts squeezing as they touched the walls, her cheek against the chilly tiles. Her father's friend reached over and turned on the shower, aiming the head down towards her, and suddenly a shocking wave of cold water washed over her. She could feel some of the slimy drying cum start to be washed off, but it was a small comfort since the water felt like it was freezing her.
 
Well at least they were going to wash her clean from his cum, but not with warm water as she though. She grunted as her breasts, stomach and cheeks were pressed against the wall. She stood in the tub in just her bra and t-shirt. She glanced up as the knob was turned, gasping and crying out as the freezing icy water hit her skin. It almost felt as if she was being tortured, the freezing water feeling like needles pricking her.

The cold water ran down her body as the cum began to get washed off her body. She stood against the wall, her body trembling and shaking almost violently against the wall as it dropped her body temp and her eyes closed.
 
She felt a warm breath against the side of her head, then heard her father's friend's voice and a shiver ran down her spine, but not from the cold. "Are you ready for round two, you little cum bucket?" Before she could respond, she felt his hard member pressing against her pussy, as he pushed into her, stretching her wide again, just like her father did, though instead of grabbing her hips, he reached around and began to roughly squeeze her breasts as he began to slam his member into her tight little cunt.

The water was also hitting him, but he was prepared for it and kept thrusting into her, pushing her against the wall again and again. "Mmmm..." he groaned into her ear, "You're so warm and tight... too bad I didn't get first bat at you. I woulda loved to pop your cherry."
 
She felt his chest against her back and then heard his voice, a chill running down her spine and she shook her head. "No." She managed to say but was too slow and she gasped against the wall, feeling him thrust himself into her pussy. Her hands moved and scratched along the wall as she cried out, the water hitting her face as his hands squeezed and groped her breasts roughly. She felt her body being slammed into the wall more, breathless grunts escaping her body.

She heard his word and another shiver ran down her spine, shaking her head. She knew that he probably would have been like her fathers, possibly worse. "Yeah.. well that sucks for you." She snarled and gasped out as she was pushed back into the wall as he thrust deeper into her.
 
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