I’m a farmer from Nebraska. Sunday is the Lord’s Day, and my 14-year-old daughter worshipped the Lord her own way.
As devout citizens, my 14-year-old daughter Eve and I went to church every Sunday morning for the service. We were dressed nicely for the occasion, of course. I was wearing a dark gray suit, and Eve had on tight black jeans (maybe a little too tight and form-fitting) and a tight blouse with a short jacket over it.
I couldn’t help but smile when we sang and prayed for forgiveness in church. No one knew that I’d already had sex with my daughter that morning. And even fewer of the other worshippers suspected that she’d been raped by our Rottweiler, Diesel. She wasn’t allowed to wear panties under her tight jeans, and it turned me on to know that her pussy was full of my cum and Diesel’s. It was probably slowly leaking out, and her jeans had long since been soaking wet in the crotch. She’s lucky that it doesn’t show as much on black.
Eve was sitting so sweetly and innocently next to me that she looked like an angel. She played the role of the loving daughter, smiling and talking to everyone who spoke to her as if everything were fine. Eve just knew that if she made even one mistake, I’d spank her ass until it looked like a sunset!
My neighbor and best friend Hank, along with his son and wife, were sitting next to us. As usual, we greeted each other warmly. Once again, the whole thing went off without a hitch. We also found out that Hank’s wife works for the church all day and doesn’t get home until late at night. That woman is a real workhorse and a deeply religious person.
I invited Hank and his son to our farm for a barbecue and a few drinks. Hank and I shared a laugh, and his son said, a bit nastily, “Oh, how cool, then Eve and I can think some more about how Pastor Mike preached to us about sinful desires.” Hank and I couldn’t help but grin.
Two hours later, we were back at my off-the-grid farm. Eve had to get naked and get the meat and salad ready for the BBQ. For now, I fired up the grill. When Hank and his son arrived, the fire was already hot. I was really glad they brought their farm dog along — a mix between a Great Dane and a Bullmastiff. He was a lot bigger than Diesel.
“Do you mind that we brought Danger along?” Hank asked with a grin.
“Only if he lost his balls!” I replied. Hank laughed because Danger had big balls dangling in a long sack between his hind legs.
We were just having a beer when Hank’s son asked, “Where’s Eve? Isn’t she in the mood yet?” We laughed, and I called out to my sweet daughter. She came out onto the veranda. Just as I’d wanted, she was wearing nothing but boots, and nothing else. She saw the five of us horny guys, three men and two dogs. Her face went totally frozen.
“Yay! Always ready!” Hank’s son shouted, raising his beer can in a toast. Then he took a sip. I made a sounds like I was clicking my tongue and pointed to a dirty wooden bench that we normally only used to put on our boots.
“Ugh… n…now?” Eve stammered.
I laughed again. “Of course, sweetheart. It’s Sunday. We’ve got the whole day for you!” Eve hesitated, and I shouted at her. “Come on, lie down on the bench. On your belly!” And to encourage her, I gave her a few slaps on the butt with the back of my hand. She started crying again.
Hank was the first to bang her, then his son, and last but not least, I shoved my huge 12-inch cock into her. Yeah, God was good to me when he gave me my manhood. Then it was Diesel’s turn. He climbed on top of her, and Hank’s son made sure he fucked her in the ass again. It was a real pleasure hearing her squeak—at least until I put my dick in her mouth and shoved the whole length down her throat.
“Wow, her throat is almost as hot as her pussy,” I gasped, excitedly. “When she gag, it massages my glans perfectly!”
I stayed inside her for as long as Diesel was fucking her. The dog was once again butt-to-butt with her, taking his leisurely time. I went all in, putting my dick as far into her throat as possible, and then I took a piss. She had to take it all in, whether she wanted to or not.
Finally, Diesel was done with her, and his knot slipped out of her ass with a loud pop. A flood of dog cum gushed out of her.
“Now, Danger!” Hanks’ son yelled, already fetching the huge mutt. He sniffed Eve’s pussy and ass, smelled the cum, and like any guy, he got horny right away.
“Show it to her!” I shouted, and the boy led the dog around her so that it stood in front of her face. We could see the scared look on her face when she saw the huge beast.
“Jerk him off!” Hank shouted. His son knelt down next to the huge dog and started massaging the beast’s penis. The thing got bigger really fast. My goodness, and how big it got! From the tip to just past the knot—at least 14 inches—and the knot… wow, what a giant! Eve saw the cock and started trembling. She was really scared of that beast.
Hank’s son gave Eve a look. There was a gleam in his eyes, and he grinned. “Ass or pussy?” he asked.
We looked at each other, and then Hank said, “Today is the Lord’s day. Let ’em decide!” He pulled out a coin dedicated to Saint Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of animals. “Obverse: pussy, reverse: ass!” he shouted, tossing the coin. It fell to the floor, spun a few times, and then stopped. Reverse was up.
“Oh no!” the boy shouted, pretending to be shocked, “The dog is going to destroy my favorite hole!” Then he laughed, kissed Eve, and whispered, “Have fun, you stupid little fuckpig!”
“That’s my son!” Hank shouted, opening another can of beer. The boy tried to guide Danger behind Eve. The mastiff mix was now really turned on and mounted her immediately. Eve went crazy and begged, but that only turned us on even more. The dog started thrusting, and we could clearly see his thick red cock searching for her hole.
The boy helped the poor dog, and BAM — he hit her asshole. Eve screamed like a pig as he rammed deeper and deeper into her back door. The dog was relentless, pounding his thick, long cock deeper and deeper. It didn’t help her at all that my Rottweiler had stretched out her ass first. This mastiff mix was a real bunker buster! When he was so deep inside that his knot was pressing against her rosebud, the dog realized he couldn’t go any deeper. The knot was too thick!
But this dog was a true powerhouse. With some seriously hard thrusts, he pushed his thick knot deeper with every stroke. Eve screamed along with his thrusts. We cheered the dog on.
At last, he shoved his monster in all the way. The thick knot overstretched her sphincter, and we were sure it had torn. Eve let out a roar, and her lower body twitched uncontrollably. We cheered. Now the dog was stuck inside her and would be pumping his cum into her for the next 15–20 minutes. We used the time to put some meat on the grill, eat a little, and drink another beer or two. Meanwhile, Eve was lying on the bench next to us, whimpering and moaning because she was feeling the pressure of the big dick inside her.
When the dog was done and pulled out, her asshole was ruined. It gaped open and twitched wildly. “I think my sweet, cute daughter should probably leave beans and onions alone for the next few days!” I grinned as we looked at her destroyed hole.
We couldn’t resist having more sex with her — but in the pussy this time, because her asshole was so overstretched that it wasn’t any fun. Then, we let her rest for an hour. We’re not bad people.
But the longer the break went on, the hornier we got again. Hank’s son always called her our “little stupid fuckpig,” and that gave me an idea.
“Hey guys, let’s head over to the barn. I’ve got something there for our little princess!” I said. We went there. Eve was having a hard time keeping up, apparently because her butt was hurting quite a bit and her insides were cramping.
I forced her to the ground in front of the barn. She had to get back on all fours. “Daddy, please, please… please don’t do it again!” she begged.
“What did she say? Please do it again?” Hank just grinned. I asked him and his son to keep an eye on Eve for a minute and went into the barn. Soon after, I brought back our breeding boar. He’s an award-winning 600-pound monster!
“Wow! He’s going to demolish her womb!” Hank was excited.
“Well, that’s the whole point!” I said, and Hank replied, “Don’t you want any grandchildren?”
I was a little surprised. “What do you mean?” I asked.
Hank laughed. “Why do you think my wife — he pointed to his son — hasn’t had any more kids since him? My own breeding boar turned her womb into a useless fuckhole!”
“Now that’s what I call a practical solution for birth control!” I laughed. That turned me on, and now I want the boar to mount my sweet daughter even more.
Boars are simple. All they need is to see something that looks like it could be useful, and they’re already all over it. The beast saw Eve and he was almost impossible to hold back.
“Please, Dad, no, no, no… nooo…”
The boar jumped on top of her. Under his massive body, Eve looked like a sweet little piglet.
“Oh God, nooooooo,” she squealed as the long penis – no thicker than a thumb, with a tip that looked like a corkscrew – went into her cunt. It wasn’t the thickness that turned his penis into an awful instrument of torture, but the length. The beast was over 20 inches long, and he brutally thrust deeper and deeper.
As her cries got louder and louder, I knew he had reached her cervix and was pushing into it without any mercy. I knew he’d go deep into her womb and wriggle around like a living eel. Eve let out a grunt, like a pig, because that’s what she now was.
It was unbelievably hot to watch the boar absuse my daughter. We cheered on the beast. Whenever she screamed really loudly, we cheered our beer cans together and chanted in chorus, “Hit her! Hit her! Hit her!” and “Scream louder, Eve, scream, scream, scream!”
Then we started having fun seeing who could make the cruelest shout. Hank’s son started shouting, “Rape her!” and Hank and I just responded, “Uhhh… how lame!”
Hank shouted, “Destroy her!” and I continued, “Yeah, torture her!”
Hank’s son followed up with, “Break that little piece of shit!” That’s much better. But there’s surely more to humilate that stupid little slut! Hank continued. “Eve, little piggy, scream out your pain!” and I added, “Yeah, Eve, be our screaming pig!”
“Yeah, scream! It makes us really horny!”
Then we could hear her begging, “Daddy, please, please, Daddy, help me. Please make it stop!”
We looked at each other, and I said, “Oh, that poor, poor sweet little girl. What should we do? Should we help her?” Then we laughed out loud.
“Sweetie, just get through this. Be glad Hank only brought his dog here!“
Hank added, “It’ll only takes me half an hour to get him. Do you want a second pig?”
Hank’s son walked over to her, knelt down next to her beside the huge pig, looked at her, and ran his hand through her sweaty hair. “Hey Eve, I know you had fallen in love with me. That was so cute of you. But I love it even more that you’re being raped by this dirty pig. I think that’s really hot.” The boy was great. The cruelty he showed her was amazing. I thought he couldn’t top that – until he carried on. “You loved me, and that’s why I’m doing this to you. I love how animals will destroy you. Isn’t it wonderful?”
Eve, who was moaning and grunting, had tears running down her face. She wanted to say something, but just then the boy stood up and slapped the boar on the rear with his flat hand. The beast took that as a signal and rammed even harder into Eve’s innermost depths. So her only answer was to scream unbelievably loudly.
The boy smiled with excitement as he came back to us, and we cheered while she cryed out in pain. We three called out again “Hit her! Hit her! Hit her! – Scream! Scream! Scream! – Hit her! Hit Her! Hit her! – Scream! Scream! Scream! …”
Her body was shaking really violently, and she could only scream between gasps. It was a really great to watch! We knew the boar was violently stirring around inside her womb, and he just wouldn’t stop. It was like he was trying to dig even deeper inside her.
Then the boar started shooting his load into her. It was a lot, and her belly started bulging. For almost 30 minutes, the beast enjoyed emptying his huge balls into my 14-year-old daughter. Her belly was so swollen that it looked like she was pregnant.
“Look at her belly!” the boy shouted. “That’s crazy!”
“So, still in love with her?” Hank asked, grinning at his son.
“Oh shit, no, Dad! She’s nothing but a worthless fuck slut now!”
I laughed. I liked that boy. And I liked that he said the truth. My sweet, pretty daughter really was nothing but a stupid, worthless fuck slave now.
Another thing about boars is when they pull out, the last bit of semen seals the cervix closed. That’s how pigs make sure the semen stays in the womb for days.
It was a great day – at least for Hank, his son, and me. After the boar finally let go of her, we brought her back to the veranda. Eve was so trashed that she was just babbling to herself like an idiot. Well, she was our “stupid little fuckpig” for sure.
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