Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors, both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In BONDAGE SLAVE VIRGIN, Tammy finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive by her new brother-in-law, degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Tammy suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, but she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"God, Tammy, I can't believe you're gonna be gone all summer."
"Eddie, don't! Not here in front of all these people." Tammy had pulled Eddie's hand away from her tit and twisted away. They were watching the people on the dock and streamers fluttered down from the passengers at the rail.
"We've still got thirty minutes," the boy said, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. "Can't I be alone with you for a little while before the boat leaves?"
"I guess we could sneak down to the stateroom. Mom and Shirley are over there somewhere." Tammy took Eddie's hand and they pushed through the crowd, hurrying along the deck until she found the passageway with stairs leading down. "It's along here somewhere. She fit her key into a door knob and they were inside. Eddie was breathing hard. He pulled her against him. Tammy could feel his cock pressing through his pants. Since Tammy had started high school, her folks had let her date Eddie. But she'd never seen that mysterious hard thing that seemed to throb whenever he was close to her. She knew it throbbed. Once, in a movie downtown, she'd let Eddie pull her hand over so that she touched the taut, warm denim. Underneath, his cock had throbbed! Tammy remembered how it had made her feel wet and tingly down between her thighs.
"It's our last time together," Eddie moaned, "maybe forever."
"Silly. It won't be forever. We're just going to England for a month."
"Ohhh Tammy, you're so beautiful. I'm crazy about you." Eddie pulled her down on the bed and pushed his hand up under her skirt so suddenly that Tammy couldn't think what to do. Once or twice she'd let him rub his fingers across her mound, but only when she was wearing shorts. Never had Eddie put his hand under her dress!
"Eddie ... we can't . . . Eddie!" Her hand trembled as she grasped his wrist, but she couldn't pull him away. He was feeling his way up the inside of her thigh. It felt so strange. Like nothing she'd ever experienced. "Ohhhhhh don't, Eddie, if my mother came in . . ."
"She's busy up on deck," he said, kissing Tammy's neck. That always made her feel shivery and nice. It was one of the few erotic things she'd let Eddie do as much as he wanted. She could let him kiss her there for hours, it seemed, while she gently squirmed her hips and grew squishier and squishier. Sometimes, after a long bout of neck and ear kissing, she'd have to go change her panties. But now he was kissing her and doing something else too.
"Uhhhhh, ohhh god, please, Eddie, please don't . . ." His fingers had reached the sheer layer of nylon that covered her cunt now. He stroked along the length of her plump mound. It embarrassed Tammy that he might feel a dark curl or two that had sneaked out from under the elastic. It felt shimmery and hot down there! What was he doing? Tammy relaxed her grasp of his arm. Her hips moved slowly as if she were experimenting with this new, exquisite sensation. "I shouldn't let you do this," she gasped. "But since I'm going to be gone for a while . . ."
"You're so hot and soft," Eddie said, finding her mouth with his. She kissed him more fervently than she usually did. Her nostrils were flared, her big brown eyes closed. She let him hug her against his chest. Her small tits flattened under her sweater. And all the while Eddie's fingers worked up and down the length of her panty-covered mound.
"Nhhhhaaaahhh," she cooed, giving Eddie her neck again. He licked it like a dog and tingling pleasure jolted through her. She felt it more keenly than she'd ever felt it before. She was surprised at the way her body was responding to his fumbling touches.
"Won't you touch me too?" Eddie groaned, pulling her hand down. "Eddie, I . . ."
"Come on, Tammy. You know I love you. We're going to get married someday, aren't we?"
It had always seemed silly to be talking marriage when both of them were so young, Tammy thought. But she moaned softly and let Eddie put her hand on his pants. She was shocked to find his fly unzipped. But even more shocked to feel raw, hot flesh. She jerked upright and stared down at the thing her fingers had curled around.
"Oh god, Eddie, you . . ." but she didn't take her hand away. Eddie's cock had hypnotized her in its strangeness. At the end, it flared out sort of like a mushroom but with a slitted eye in the very top. The part that formed the knob was dark blue and throbbing. Tammy realized that she was squeezing him very tightly and relaxed her grip a little. The hot-looking head throbbed again, stretching as more blood was pumped into it. To Tammy, this was the most incredible thing she'd ever seen in her life. So this was what men used to push up inside a girl! So this was the thing that carried the cum and spurted it inside a girl's belly. Tammy could hardly breathe. Somehow, the way Eddie's cock looked was making her heart pound and her cunt flood with juice. Or was it Eddie's fingers doing that?
"Eddie, not under my panties!" But already Eddie's fingertip had edged under the taut elastic that circled her thigh. He pushed gently and her outer lips parted. There was a wet sound and Tammy felt a flaming thrill shoot along her bottom and up her spine. What was Eddie touching? Probably her clit! Yes, that was it. The thing her mother had always warned her against. Tammy had gotten around her mother's prohibitions by learning a technique where she crossed her legs and kicked one foot rhythmically. After a few minutes of that, she could make her clit pulse like a tiny time bomb.
But now it was Eddie making it pulse. He rubbed it softly in a slow circular movement that caused Tammy to suck in her breath and dig her nails into his shoulders. All the while he sucked and kissed at the soft white flesh under her chin. Tammy felt dizzy. Without even thinking about what she was doing, she squeezed Eddie's prick until the head darkened even more. She watched it through half-closed eyes. A tiny droplet oozed from the little slit.
"Ohhhh, Tammy, pump it a little bit."
"Pump it?"
"You know, up and down."
"Eddie, we shouldn't even be here. Maybe you'd better take me back up on deck and ..."
"No, Tammy, you've got to pump it. It would feel so good."
"If you don't take your fingers out of my panties, I'm going to be mad."
"God, Tammy, that's a hell of a way to treat a guy who's been following you around for over a year."
Tammy did feel bad about that. But the teasing rub of Eddie's fingertip across her clit was about to make her faint. She could hardly get her breath and the shimmering pleasure that went over her skin made her want more. She pumped her hand, letting the boy's cockskin slip over the firm shaft underneath. His tip throbbed. She pumped once more, it throbbed again. She started moving her hand up and down, counting the seconds as she did it. Thousand and one, thousand and two, thousand and three . . .
"We could hear them putting their key in the lock."
"But how would I explain why we're here?"
"God, you're so soft and wet! Ohh Tammy, I'd love to fuck you."
"Eddie! You know we can't do that until after we're married." She squirmed, trying not to let the tickling thrills swamp her senses too much.
"Nobody waits until they're married nowadays."
"Eddie, you'd better take your hand out of my panties. I don't think I can ..."
Tammy had begun to jerk the boy's cock faster. She wasn't even conscious of what was happening to her. It seemed a consuming power was eating her up inside. Making her weak. She jerked faster, her fingers tightening under the flared crown of spongy flesh that formed the head of Eddie's cock. He writhed as if he were being tortured. His pants had come undone and his skivvies slipped down so that he was bare-assed now. Tammy watched his convulsive movements, panting from the pleasure of the boy's busy finger.
"Tammy?" he gasped.
"What?"
"You'd better get a handkerchief ..." Eddie's eyes looked drunk.
"What's happening? Are you going to get sick or something?"
"No, but you'd better get a handkerchief! Ohhhhh shit!"
Tammy felt helpless. She started to take her hand away from Eddie's cock but he grabbed her wrist and made her start pumping him again. He'd stopped fingering her cunt and his hand, glossy with her juices, had slipped down her thigh leaving a shiny track. With her dress all hiked up, Tammy could smell her own musk and see where the edge of her pantycrotch was hooked over one cuntlip, exposing the pink inner surfaces. But deeper in, the meat of her cunt was, darker looking. She pulled a black lace hanky from the pocket of her skirt and gave Eddie a questioning look. But he wasn't even looking at her. He had his eyes closed and his hips were thrusting wildly as she continued to squeeze his cock, moving the skin up and down, up and down.
"Eddie, I just don't like this. My mother would faint if she knew I was even thinking about things like this and ..."
It was the sudden eruption of cream that shut her up. Tammy's head jerked, her brown curls bobbing as she stared wide-eyed at the tiny volcano she had just created. The smooth, rounded head of Eddie's cock was now shiny with cum. As she squeezed and jerked her fingers upward again, another streak of white lifted into the air and fell with a plop across her forearm. For an instant Tammy thought of taking her hand away. Something instinctive told her not to. She continued to work Eddie's cockskin up and down, amazed and shocked at how much of that hot stuff was pouring out.
"Oh Eddie! Ohhhh it's a terrible mess!" She grabbed the hanky and tried to wrap it around the bruised-looking knob. The hot spurts continued, dampening the black linen each time. The stuff was dripping down her knuckles now, forming little droplets in the tight curls around Eddie's balls. His balls were drawn up tightly against the base of his prick. Tammy felt the stickiness between her fingers as she kept sliding her hand up and down. Eddie thrust his hips and made groaning sounds. He seemed oblivious to anything else in the room. Tammy prayed that her mother and sister wouldn't decide to go looking for them.
"Is it over?" she whimpered, pulling her hand away. With the black hanky sticking wetly to Ed die's prick, she didn't know what to wipe her fingers on. She used Eddie's shirt-tail, seeing that he didn't seem to notice anyway.
"God, Tammy, I'll never forget this."
"You'd better go clean yourself up so we can get back on deck."
"Don't you want me to do you?"
"Do me?"
"You know, make you come."
"A girl doesn't come, silly."
Eddie gave a weak laugh. "Sure a girl comes. Just cause you haven't ever done it doesn't mean anything."
"I'm not as dumb as you think, Eddie Hanson. A woman does experience a climax. I read about that. But she doesn't come."
Eddie was laughing harder as he tried to mop up the spill of his cream. "What in hell do you think a climax is?" Tammy licked her lips as if to say something. But she wasn't so sure of herself now.
"I'm not really sure what a climax is. I don't think I've ever had one."
"You mean all the times we were making out in the movie and on your folks' couch you didn't get off?"
"It felt good lots of times."
Eddie smiled. "Tell me exactly how it felt."
Tammy blushed violently. "We've never discussed this sort of thing before, Eddie. And I'm not sure I want to either."
"Maybe it's about time. You might get more fun out of life if you knew what a climax is." Eddie took her hand. "Come on, tell me what it felt like."
"Good. It felt very nice when you'd kiss my neck."
"Where did it feel good?"
Tammy's cheeks felt hot. "You know. All over."
"But didn't some parts of your body feel better than other parts?"
"Ohh Eddie, you make me feel like I'm being interrogated. Okay, yes! Down there." She pointed to her dampened panties, then jerked her skirt to cover them. "And around my titties. It kind of tingled."
"But that's all you ever felt? Just tingles?"
Tammy bit her lip. She didn't know whether she should tell Eddie anymore. Yet she knew she was learning something. She decided to confess everything.
"One time," she began softly, "when we were on the sofa and you'd kissed my neck for about an hour and put your hands on my shorts a lot and then we'd kind of hugged lying down and you were squirming around until you got on top of me . . .
Eddie's eyes were bright with curiosity. "Yeah? What happened then?"
"I got all shaky inside, I remember. I couldn't breathe. I was panting as fast as I could but still felt out of breath. And my skin was like it gets when I'm scared. All shivery and hot. And down between my ... " She stopped long enough to swallow. "Between my thighs it was kind of itching. Yes, that's it. Like a tickle I couldn't quite scratch. You were rubbing me with your ..." She hesitated again. "It was hard inside your pants and it was rubbing me and ..."
"Yeah? Well?"
"I made you stop. I pushed you off and got up and went to get a drink of water."
"Jesus Chris," Eddie said, slapping his thigh. "You were about to."
"I was?"
"Hell yes! If you had just let me keep rubbing around on top of you a few seconds more you would have learned a whole lot about sex, Tammy." Tammy dropped her eyes. She didn't know whether Eddie was right or not, but she felt a little foolish. She was less sure of herself than ever now. There was a long, low tone and Tammy thought she heard voices. Someone tapped on the door and a masculine voice announced that all visitors should now return to shore.
Eddie jerked up his pants and stuffed his cummy shirt-tail in. Tammy straightened herself up too and together they hurried out into the corridor and up the steps. As she held Eddie in her arms there were so many unanswered questions running through her mind. He was crying, kissing her like he'd never see her again. She wanted to cry. Like in the movies. But no tears came.
"Be sure and write a postcard," Eddie croaked, ashamed of his emotions now, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"I will. Goodbye, Eddie!" They kissed but there was too much noise and confusion for Tammy to feel it. Then she was waving from the rail as Eddie departed down the gangplank with the other passengers. She happened to glance to the side and noticed that a tall, handsome man with a scar on his cheek was watching her. The look made her feel hot inside. She saw that he wore a navy blue turtleneck and a leather jacket. Then she hurried down the deck in search of her mother and sister.
CHAPTER TWO
The beginning of the voyage was very exciting. Tammy and her older sister, Shirley, walked everywhere, searching out all the little crannies and fun places on the huge liner. There were shops and bars and even a disco with a live band. Tammy couldn't decide whether to go see a movie the first night or accompany Shirley to the cosy bar that overlooked the stern of the ship. Shirley was twenty-one and proud of it.
"I guess you could have a coke, while I have a Manhattan."
"What's a Manhattan?" Tammy wanted to know.
"I'm not sure. But it's supposed to be good. And just the thing to have in the evening while the ship plows through the Atlantic." Shirley was taller than Tammy and sported more curves. She loved to hang around swimming pools in her bikini. Tammy had to admit that her sis could make the best of one of those skimpy little things. And Tammy longed to be beautiful and sophisticated like she thought her sister was. She even considered dyeing her hair. Shirley advised her against it.
"Men love hair like yours. You don't have to be a blond to have fun."
"But it's so dark," Tammy whined, petting her mane of dark brown locks.
"What you should do is paint your nails crimson and put on a little lipstick. You'll really look like a femme fatale that way."
Tammy didn't know what a femme fatale was, but she was willing to give it a try. "You going dancing tonight?"
"I may let some lucky man slip his arm around me on the dance floor. If they play a slow number, that is."
"Is it possible for a girl to have a climax while she's dancing?" Tammy asked, knowing by Shirley's quick look that she'd committed another faux pas.
"Well, I never have, but I suppose it's possible. What on earth made you wonder that?"
"Have you ever had a climax? I mean anywhere?"
Shirley looked down her nose at Tammy. "I don't have my climaxes just anywhere, dear sister. What's all this stuff about climaxes? Did Eddie put his fingers in your panties while you two were hiding in the room?"
"You know?"
"I had a guess about it." Shirley giggled. "So he did . . . "
"He didn't really do anything. But I ... I mean, he ... " Tammy bit her lip. "Ohh, I don't feel like talking about it."
Shirley came over and took something from her purse. She handed it to Tammy and stepped back. Tammy unfolded the tissue paper and saw the wadded damp hanky, the black one she'd used to sop up Eddie's hot cum as it had spurted from his prick. She was too embarrassed to meet her sister's eyes.
"I found that on the floor when Mom and I came in. Lucky for you I grabbed it up. You've got to be a little more careful if you're going to start fucking around."
"Shirley, I did not do anything with Eddie. He made me use my hand ..."
"I don't care what you do in your private life. Just don't get caught."
For awhile both of them were silent. Tammy could smell the strange aroma of Eddie's cum and it made her tingle. She went to the small bathroom to wash it out. When she came back, Shirley was gone.
Oh yeah, she said she wanted to buy something at that little shop on B deck, Tammy thought. Maybe I'll run down there too.
Tammy had just locked the cabin behind her when the hand went over her mouth. She hadn't heard footsteps, hadn't heard anything at all.
"Mmmmmuuhhhh," she moaned, fighting furiously to free herself. But the arms that held her were strong. She was pressed up against the wall of the narrow corridor. It was darker where the man pulled her. She could smell cologne on his fingers. His other hand . . . !
"Ohhhmmmmmmm," she cried, trying to bite him. His other hand was under her skirt! He was stroking her firm, warm ass. His fingers skinned her bikini panties down and then his fingers were wet with her juices. Tammy panted hard, sagging back against he man's chest. She got the vague aroma of leather.
"You beautiful little animal," a husky voice said in her ear. Then he was licking her earlobe, his hand sliding around her waist to pet her flat, quivering tummy.
"Nhhhooommmm," she whimpered, writhing furiously again. The man held her easily. His hot palm slipped up under her bra, pushing it away from the soft, delicate swells underneath. Her nipple rose as he caressed her there. And all the while his mouth was hot against the side of her neck. Shivers of pleasure weakened her more. Tammy couldn't think what to do.
"You smell like a naughty angel," the man breathed. His hand slid back down her body, fingers curling under her sparsely furred mound as Tammy bucked and struggled. Then a finger was pressing upward, forcing her lips apart. A flood of wetness seeped down as he began to stroke her rhythmically. Tammy's eyes were wide and frightened. And a strange new pleasure was throbbing through her like an ocean. Eddie's awkward fumbling hadn't been anything compared with the way she was being touched now!
"Ohhhhh," she gasped as the man let his hand slide away from her mouth a little.
"Be good now," he warned. "Don't scream."
"Ohhhhhhh god, who are you? What are you doing to me? Please let me go!"
Tammy tried to turn but the man grabbed her mouth again, keeping her from seeing him. His other hand was sliding against her mound, his middle finger stroking the inflamed, juicy flesh as she wriggled there against his embrace. Again she felt his mouth on her neck. Hot and wet. Sucking on her.
"You're a work of art between your thighs," the husky voice breathed. "Like everywhere else."
"Hhuuhhhh," Tammy panted, frightened past all reason, but squirming with excitement too. She could feel that finger searching out her dainty folds, exploring all the little crevices and bumps. Then he found the place where she'd fallen when just a child. She'd been riding a boy's bicycle and slipped from the seat. The bar was what had done it. She'd straddled the bar and had gone home crying and the doctor had been called. It wasn't serious, or she'd heard. A little bleeding, a week or two of soreness. But something else had been whispered too. A partly torn cherry. Whatever that was. Later she'd learned what that was. But not until this moment had she worried about it.
"Ohhhhh don't ..."
"If you've let that boyfriend of yours do anything, he wasn't very big."
"God! Ohhh why is this happening to me?" But another wave of pleasure swamped her senses and Tammy stopped trying to scratch the man's wrist. She just dug her long nails into his skin as he pushed his finger into the muscled opening of her body. She felt a little sting. The man grunted deep in his throat. His finger moved again and the wet sound of suction made her shiver all over. She closed her thighs but the probing continued.
"Nhhhhiiihhh," she babbled, rocking her ass uncontrollably. He was actually forcing his finger up inside her! She panted hard, eyes rolling. She could feel her muscles clasping around the man's finger as he pushed another inch into her body.
Very slowly, he pulled it out again. Without meaning to, Tammy pushed her hips forward and back. The man laughed and kissed her neck again. Then that finger penetrated her once more, her muscles stripping their soft surfaces along his knuckles. A wave of pleasure went through Tammy. It was so intense that she could not breathe nor think nor fight him. In and out, in and out. He was fucking her with his finger. Finger-fucking. Yes, she knew the word. Girls at school giggled about it. Boys whispered and bragged about it. In and out, in and out. The friction was different than any other kind of rubbing. It made her itch down there. It made her skin tickle. It made her nipples swell and press against her sweater. It felt odd having her tits bare like that. Her bra was shoved uselessly away from them and the man's elbow pressed one as he continued to hold his hand across her mouth.
"You're lovely," he growled, giving a thrust with his own hips. Against the naked cheeks of her ass, Tammy felt the hardness. It was still in his pants, thank god. But she felt it. It felt huge!
"Come on, admit it. You like this!"
Tammy shook her head hard. She didn't know how she felt. She certainly didn't like being grabbed by some total stranger. And she was scared. But the way his finger was going in and out of her poor little cunt was about to drive her crazy.
"Ghhhaaaaah," she babbled, too weak to struggle any longer. The man loosened his embrace just enough to give her breathing room but no more. One of her sandals had slipped off and been kicked to the side. Her toes were spread against the carpeted hallway, her heel resting on the toe of the man's boot. His slacks were rough, like wool. They rubbed her bare ass. She could smell herself strongly now. And the juicy sound of her cunt being penetrated deeply by the man's finger grew louder.
"Ohhhh, let me go now. Please let me go. You've done enough ..."
"No, not nearly enough." His mouth seemed so hot! He worked his finger deeper into her body. The shock of being penetrated was making Tammy weak. The itchy pleasure around her torn hole was pounding up through her body and down through her legs. Even the soles of her feet tingled with the thrills. And she was panting hard, not quite able to catch her breath. It reminded her of the time Eddie had squirmed around on top of her on her mother's sofa.
"Uhhh, Uhhhhhhh god," she panted, too weak to scream though the man had not tried to smother her words with his fingers any longer. She couldn't stop moving her hips either. She was plunging them frantically as the tickle grew more intense. But the harder she tried to scratch it, the more acute it became.
"That's a girl, just give yourself up to it."
"Ahhh, ahhhhh!"
In and out, in and out! Her virgin hole squeezed down rhythmically around the man's slippery knuckles. He was going so deep now. She could feel his fingertip touching the soft secret places way up inside her. Way up there where it must be so hot and juicy. She rocked her hips faster, feeling the tickle build into a raging storm.
Tammy was scared. How much more of this could she take? Her heart seemed to flutter rather than beat. And her blood pounded in her temples. She was going to faint. She was going to have a fit or something.
"... so tight, so sweet and tight," the man murmured against her ear. He was fucking her with his finger while his other hand had slipped away from Tammy's mouth and covered one naked titty. He pinched the nipple gingerly as he sucked her ear and finger-fucked her rapidly.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh I'm gonna!" Tammy knew what she was gonna do. The throbbing suddenly exploded in the depths of her cunt. Her clit was on fire. Her nipples became flames. She bucked and writhed in the strong man's embrace, not to get away, but in the throes of a devastating pleasure. Sparkling waves of ecstasy washed over her like an ocean. She shivered with the goodness of it. She cried out, small, choked gasps of happiness as that finger continued to spear her. She felt so juicy, so very, very hot! She tingled intensely. Every nerve seemed alive with the ravishing joy. How much could she take? How long could she stay conscious with that exquisite exhiliration taking her up, up, up?
"Yuuuhhhhhh," she panted, too weak to hold up her own weight. The finger slipped out of her cunt. She was being gently lowered to the floor. She was on her hands and knees, panting like a dog. She was too weak even to look around as she heard the man running down the narrow corridor. And then she was alone.
Somehow, Tammy got to her feet and put the key in the door again. She staggered inside and slumped on the bed. She hadn't even bothered to pull up her panties. They were tangled around her knees.
"Oh my god, what did he do to me? I've never felt like that," she whispered. Catching her breath a little, Tammy bent one knee up and peered down at her poor little pussy, trembling fingers holding the outer lips open. She saw a small patch of blood, most of it already clotted. She saw the opening that was now her cunthole. Another shiver went through her shoulders.
"He grabbed me from behind and finger-fucked me right out there in the hall corridor! How can anything like that happen?" But it had happened. And Tammy had still not recovered from the experience. "I came. He made me have a climax."
Tammy staggered to the bathroom and pressed a cold, wet rag up against her cunt. The throbbing began to subside. She had to strip her sweater and put her bra on right again. But as she straightened it, she remembered how the man's palm had felt rubbing her there.
"He was awful! He was some kind of animal."
Then she remembered his hot mouth on her neck. The roughness of his slacks against her bare bottom. Another unexpected thrill coursed through Tammy's willowy body. She had never experienced real desire from a male before. Oh, Eddie had always talked about how badly he wanted her and how much he loved her and all that. But this time somebody had actually done something about it. She had mixed emotions over the short, intense happening. Part of her hated the man in the corridor. Another part of her felt weak and giddy and sexy about what he'd forced her to submit to.
"I should go to the captain and turn him in. But I'm not even sure who it was." Tammy remembered the man she'd seen on deck. He'd looked at her in an odd way. The man in the leather jacket and the turtleneck. Could it have been that one? She just wasn't sure.
CHAPTER THREE
"I've just met the neatest guy, "Shirley raved. "He bought me a drink and we talked about Nicholson's latest movie and Mom even had to admit she liked him."
Tammy had been looking out over the silver-gray waves. Her mind hadn't been following the conversation but she turned to smile at her sister. "So you met some guy? What's he look like?"
"Tall and handsome. Kind of light-brown hair. Curly too. It's a little long over his ears." Shirley hugged her own shoulders. "He's really neat. Neat jacket too. I just love tan suede."
"Does this guy have a scar?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it." Shirley touched her cheek. "Right here."
Tammy trembled inside. But she didn't really know for sure that the man in the corridor had been that guy she'd seen looking at her.
"Anyway," Shirley rambled on, "we're all going to eat together tonight. Won't that be nice? Nate knows so much about Europe. He's promised to take us to some neat places once the boat lands." Shirley ran her fingers through her fine blond hair. "I hope he doesn't think I'm too out of it. I've never met a man like him before."
Tammy rubbed her palms together. They were sweaty and she felt dizzy again. Like when that guy had pushed his finger way up into her . . . Shirley cocked her head and frowned.
"You getting sea sick, Tammy?"
"No. I'm fine. I just ..."
"Come on down to the B deck. I'll see if I can sneak you a beer. That'll settle your stomach."
The little bar was crowded and the fun-loving people made Tammy forget about her worry for a while. She had given up the idea of telling the captain about her encounter. It seemed pretty useless under the circumstances. Especially since she could give no description of the man who'd assaulted her. Besides, she didn't think she could take the embarrassment.
"Oh here comes Nate right now!" Shirley squealed, her cheeks flushing with excitement as she stood up. Nate smiled at her and nodded at Tammy as he was introduced. Tammy recognized the man she'd seen on deck. But she couldn't know whether the same person had intercepted her in the darkened corridor below decks. Nate certainly didn't act as if he had anything to hide, anything to be guilty about.
"So this is the young sister I've heard about." He took Tammy's hand and pulled her to her feet. "You won't mind if I dance a slow one with Tammy, will you Shirley?"
Tammy could tell that Shirley was wishing she was the one in Nate's arms. But now they were drifting across the floor and Nate pulled her close. She tried to catch the scent of cologne. Apparently, Nate wasn't wearing any at all. And his voice-was it the same one she'd heard close to her ear while a finger had been pushed up into her cunt? She couldn't be sure.
"You're a good dancer, Tammy."
"Oh, I'm not as good as Shirley."
"But you move fast and light. And you're easy to hold." Nate's hand rested at the small of her back. As she turned, he let his fingers slide down a little so that he was just touching the outward swell of her ass cheeks. The touch made Tammy tingle.
"Shirley's going to be mad if you dance with me much longer."
"Don't tell me your sister is the possessive type." Nate laughed. He seemed like such a nice guy. So easy going. And strong. That made Tammy tremble as she remembered the stench of the man in the corridor. The man who'd finger-fucked her until she couldn't even walk.
Nate swung her back to the table and Shirley rose to catch his hand. "I got you a beer," she whispered to Tammy as she danced away. Tammy watched them, sipping the cold brew and enjoying it. Her mother came up and sat down. She had a package and her eyes danced with excitement.
"Hello, Tammy. I'll bet Shirley snuck you that beer. I just found the loveliest sweater in the gift shop. Isn't this ship marvelous? It's got a little bit of everything."
"Yeah. Neat."
"Aren't you having a good time, dear?"
"I am, really I am." Tammy drank more beer. The girl brought Nate's drink and when she was gone, Tammy took a sip of that too.
"Tammy, shame!"
"I just wanted to see what it tasted like."
"I suppose your big sister has introduced you to her new friend. A real gentleman, isn't he?"
"Yeah." Tammy was trying to figure out if a real gentleman could grab a young girl in a dark corridor and put his hand under her dress. But then she was ashamed of herself for pronouncing Nate guilty before she was sure. The alcohol had made her feel much better. When her mother went to the ladies room, Tammy grabbed Nate's drink and finished it. She told the passing barmaid that he needed another. Then she left to wander topside again.
The sun went down in a blaze of orange glory. Tammy pulled her sweater around her and leaned at the rail. She felt slightly drunk and the delicate flesh between the outer lips of her cunt ached slightly.
On her way down to the room, Tammy came upon a couple in a darkened corner under the stairs. She heard the soft breathing, the sighs and kissing. Only when she'd gone past did she realize that the girl in the man's embrace was her own sister. And Nate had been kissing her. Tammy got ready for bed slowly. Her cunt throbbed where that man's finger had pushed inside. She couldn't get her mind off sex, excited and repelled at the same time. As she'd danced with Nate, she'd felt a little breathless. His finger had brushed her bottom and she couldn't forget how that felt either.
When Shirley came in, she looked comfortably mussed, her lipstick smeared, her blouse partly unbuttoned. When she saw Tammy looking at her she blushed.
"Where's Mom?"
"In the other bedroom asleep. Where have you been?"
Shirley's embarrassment turned to a grin. "Out in the passageway with Nate. I've never enjoyed being felt up that much in my whole life!"
Her sister's sudden frankness shocked Tammy. "He felt you up?" She was remembering what had happened to her. Wasn't that being felt up too?
"Ohhh, did he ever. I know I don't ever say anything much about sex, but let me tell you, Tammy, I have never followed any of Mother's old-fashioned advice." Shirley tossed her blouse over a chair and hopped onto the bed, her full tits jiggling. When she peeled her panties off, they came away from her twat with a sticky, wet sound. Tammy could see the bright smear of juice across her sister's pubes and Shirley's blond curls were plastered down. "I know Nate wants to fuck me bad. I'm just trying to decide when I'll let him."
"You mean you're going to let him?" Tammy's pussy felt tingly again.
"I wouldn't miss an opportunity like this,"
Shirley said. "I've already felt his cock and I'm sure he's not circumcised. I've always had a yen to do it with a guy who still has his foreskin."
Tammy knew vaguely that a foreskin was part of a man's equipment, but she wasn't too sure exactly what part. She was awed by her big sister's sophistication in such matters.
"Shirley, did a guy ever grab you and kind of force you?"
"You mean so he could get a feel? Sure."
"What about if he grabbed you from behind and tried to put his finger up your ..." Tammy couldn't finish it. She bit her lip and twisted her fingers together.
"I don't know about that. If a guy tried to hold me while he finger-fucked me I'd think him pretty damned crude."
"Is a girl supposed to get excited if something like that happens?"
Shirley shrugged. "Don't know. Guess it depends on the girl." She laughed then. "Or the guy."
"You mean if you knew who it was, it wouldn't be so bad to get hot ..."
"Is my little sister thinking of offering herself to some creep in the alley?"
"I was just curious." Tammy put on her robe and paced the room. She felt too nervous to sleep.
Shirley picked up a paperback and stuffed a pillow under her head. With her legs thrown open, Tammy could see the raw, glistening flesh of her pussy. "Did you come?" she asked. "With Nate, just now?"
"Yeah. I was trying not to let him find out, but right at the last I kind of melted and let out a little squeal. Guess he knows for sure that he got me with that finger of his."
Tammy paced faster. "I'm so nervous. I wish I knew how to smoke. I'd have a cigarette."
"There's a sauna right down at the end of the hall. Why don't you try that for awhile? That steam can sure make you drowsy."
"Maybe I will. I've never had a sauna."
Tommy wondered if she should wear something under her robe, but thought it was silly since she'd have to undress anyway. And she'd be safe enough. The sauna door locked from the inside.
"Watch me until I'm inside the sauna, will you, Shirley?"
Shirley made fun of her caution, but stood in the doorway of their room until Tammy had opened the sauna door and waved back. But as soon as Shirley closed the door and Tammy was about to lock herself in the sauna, somebody pushed her on in and slammed the door behind him.
"Who are you?" she cried out, beating her fists against his chest. She hadn't turned the light on and there was only a dim glow from the heating elements of the steam machine. She could see the man's broad shoulders and looming face. But she couldn't see who it was.
A hot mouth closed over hers. Tammy writhed, her slender body flopping helplessly as the man's tongue went in and out between her teeth. She'd never been kissed like that in her whole life! And now he was groping at her robe, jerking the tie loose. As the thing slipped from her shoulders, Tammy cried out in fear. She realized that the man accosting her was naked too! She felt the muscled warmth of his chest and then something else.
"Oh no! Ohhhhh god in heaven, no!" The man's cock pressed into her belly. She could feel the length of it against her skin. It pulsed hotly, the head in the shallow dip of her navel. Then her hands were pulled behind her and she felt a leather thong being wrapped around her wrists.
Tammy was pushed to her knees in the partly darkened cubicle. She could feel the wet tiles under her knees and steam swirled around her head. The red shine of the heater cast an eerie glow that seemed to swirl along with the rising steam. She saw it then. The man's cock! It was huge, at least eight inches with a very large tip. Now she could see that the head itself wasn't completely visible. It was covered by a tight-fitting sheath of flesh, open at the end. As the man dug his fingers into her long, dark hair, he lifted his cock with his other hand. It was growing right before Tammy's eyes and the man was stretching the skin back, letting it slide on a layer of juice.
Tammy knew what a foreskin was now. And as the swollen cock head was unsheathed, she saw how shiny it was. Only then did Tammy realize what the man intended to do with it.
"Don't make me! Ohhhh, don't make me put my mouth ..." She tugged hard at the thongs that bound her wrists behind her but the leather just cut into her flesh a little deeper. She tried to see his face, but there was only a dim silhouette with steam swirling around it. It was easy to see his cock. It was only a few inches from the tip of her nose.
The man's fingers tightened in her long hair, pulling her head back. He rubbed the damp head of his cock across her neck, then smeared his way toward her chin.
Tammy began to whimper, but the touch of that hard thing was making her feel so strange. Her cunt seemed to throb harder than ever and her nipples were alive to the slightest touch. When the man put his cock against one and then the other, Tammy panted faster.
Now he was rubbing her chin with that thing! He held her head still and wiped his prick across her mouth. Tammy kept her lips tight but she was still affected. She thought of begging him, of pleading or praying. But he was pushing it against her mouth again, his other hand pulling her hair painfully.
She had to open her mouth. She had to cry out. And when she did, the fat, hot knob of his cock was pushed between her teeth. The throbbing smoothness glided across her tongue and she gurgled weakly in protest. But she couldn't bite him. He might really hurt her then. All she could do was push her tongue frantically against the invading prick. And doing that made her moan. Because whenever her tongue smeared across the hot, rounded surface, it bulged even larger and the man made funny sounds in his throat.
"Suck it good," he murmured, his voice husky. Tammy couldn't be sure that it was Nate. It could've been anybody. He pulled her head forward. His cock went deeper, almost to the back of her mouth. Again she jerked at the leather at her wrists. There was no escape. She was on her knees with a cock jammed into her mouth. She was helpless.
The man began to bring her head forward and ease it back, forward and back. As her lips slid along his rigid shaft, saliva dribbled down her chin. The wetness smacked at the corners of her mouth. Her tongue danced and fluttered in her nervousness. She realized she was exciting him by doing that, but she was trying to keep him from choking her.
"Ghhllluuuuuhh," she moaned as that swollen, throbbing cock head wedged between her tonsils. Her throat cinched down tightly around his cock. The man let out a shaky breath and nudged another inch deeper. Tammy gagged violently, her convulsions making the huge prick shudder and jerk.
"You've got to relax when I do that," the man said. His voice was a breathy whisper that was impossible to identify. Was it really Nate, trying to disguise himself?
"Ohhhhhhhmmmmmmmm," Tammy groaned, her nostrils flared wide with fear and excitement.
"I'm going to slide my cock deep again and I want you to try to take it. I want you to let it touch your throat. Just relax and tell yourself you won't choke."
"Nhhhnnnooo," she moaned, trying to shake her head. The man's fingers twisted in her hair again and he held her firmly as he pulled her down. That streamlined thing seemed to fill her mouth completely. It went along her tongue, wedging once again in the feverish softness of her tonsils. "Now, just stay loose."
"Ghhhaaaa!" Tammy gasped. But she knew she had to try to do what the man was ordering. She hated to choke like that. It was horrible. Now his tip was pressing deeper. Now it was in her throat. Her belly bucked, but she kept from gagging. Her throat tightened and loosened on that fat, hot head, but she didn't gag.
"Good girl. That's a good girl." The cock slipped back as her head was forced away from the man's body. He smeared his prick across her cheek, then popped it into her slack mouth once again. "Lick it."
Tammy began to lick his cock. She caressed the underside of his tip, then smeared hot saliva across the top of his cockhead. The man shuddered and sucked in a lungful of air.
"Ohhhhh baby, you do it right. Do it again."
Tammy repeated the pass with her tongue, moaning through her nose as she excited him. She was frantic. And yet another part of her was dripping and aroused. Her cunt. It felt heavy with blood and the outer lips pooched open to expose her fleshy inner lips and dainty hollows. In the steamy darkness she couldn't tell whether she was wet with water or her own dripping juices.
"Tighten your lips around the head of it," the man hissed between clenched teeth. Tammy did what he wanted, her mouth a perfect O, her tongue flicking the velvety-smooth head.
The man's cock was being pushed in and out of the clasping circle of her lips. The wet, sexy sound it made caused Tammy to tremble with a sudden lust. She couldn't seem to control the pulsing tickle between her thighs. She breathed raggedly through her nose, whimpering whenever the man groaned.
"Now I'm going to come in your mouth, and you're going to swallow it."
"Nhhoo!" Tammy whined, trying to say something around the swollen cock that slid in and out of her mouth.
"It won't hurt you. It's good for a young, growing girl."
"Mhhhhuuuhhhh!"
"Suck!"
"Ghhhuuhhh."
"Oh god ..." The man squeezed the sides of Tammy's head then, his big hands pulling her head forward and back as she bathed the underside of his cock with her hot saliva.
Tammy knew that if she kept sucking his prick, it would happen. His cum would spurt. But the slow, in-and-out movement, the suction of her lips around his cock, the throbbing of the thing had hypnotized her. Her tongue wouldn't stop moving.
The spongy texture of his cockhead fascinated her. It felt strangely enjoyable to lick and suck it. And it was getting plumper and plumper.
"Ahhhhhh," the man gasped. His shaft jerked upward, his tip touching the roof of Tammy's mouth. Tammy breathed faster. Her heart lurched in her chest. She knew he was going to come in her mouth. Already, the little tube that ran along just under the skin of his cock was throbbing against her tongue. Then came the first explosion of hot sap. It spattered into her throat, oozed onto her tongue.
The taste and thickness of it shocked her. Tammy could feel the slick strings clinging between her teeth and the roof of her mouth. She choked, coughing suddenly. A streak of white exploded from one nostril as the man held her head and pulled it forward and back. His slippery, throbbing prick speared deeply, the hot cum boiling from the tip. Tammy whimpered pitifully. She could feel each surge of his spongy cocktip. The foreskin was stretched back so that the hot, naked knob touched her tonsils directly. More frothy jism bubbled down her throat.
"Suck damnit ..."
Tammy sucked. She sucked so that those fingers wouldn't yank her hair out. She sucked so that the man would finish doing what he was doing. So that his horrible prick would stop jerking up and down against her tongue.
"Ohhhh baby," the man gasped, still spurting. "Baby doll!"
Was it the voice of Nate? She couldn't tell for sure. Not with that swollen cockhead almost choking her! Not with the gurgling sound of cum in her nostrils and throat. At last he let her go and she slumped down on the steam bench, her head falling to the side. A dribble of jizz leaked from the corner of her mouth. Tammy shut her eyes. She wanted to die of shame. She prayed that whoever the man was, he'd leave her alone now. But she felt a hand on her naked thigh. He opened her knees and pushed her heels back against her buttocks. Again Tammy felt a leather thong being wound around her ankles and then around her thighs.
"No! What are you going to do now?"
"Turn about's fair play," the man said. She could still see only his silhouette in the shimmering, steamy light. He tied one thong and went to work with another. Tommy found she couldn't straighten either leg now. She was panting as the man knelt on the tiled floor and began to kiss her bottom.
Writhing this way and that, she couldn't avoid his mouth. He sucked one of her cuntlips next, his teeth teasing the dainty, super-sensitive flesh.
"Whhhaaaaaah!" Tammy gasped, arching her back up from the bench. Now his hot tongue was forcing her cunt lips wider. She shuddered as he passed over her clit, then dug deeper, went lower. He was going to put his tongue against the place where he'd pushed his finger inside her. It was the same man who'd done that, wasn't it?
"You lovely little nymph. I could eat this every day of the week ..."
"Ohhhhhh don't hurt me! Don't bite me!"
He laughed then. "I'm not going to bite you. I'm going to devour your!"
Tammy writhed more frantically than ever. Her small tits rode high and firm on her chest, the pink nipples erect in the steamy warmth of the sauna. Her abductor passed a wet palm across one tit and then the other. He squeezed each of them gently as his mouth opened her fleshy pussy slit. He worked his tongue deeper, sliding it up and down the length of her cunt. Her juices flowed freely now and a shimmery tingle of pleasure went through her, followed closely by another.
"Ghhhaaaaa," she panted, unable to fight off the throbbing thrills. They seemed to penetrate every square inch of her being. The man's tongue felt like the softest, hottest velvet! She couldn't keep her trim ass from moving now. She gave a plunge, smearing her youthful juices across the man's chin and cheeks.
"Ohhh! Ohhhhhh, I can't stand it!"
"God, you're the finest eating little angel I've ever licked on ... "
"Nhhhoo! Ohhhhh!" Tammy's hips did a little dance as that tongue flicked and stabbed at her juicy pussy. She could hear the sound of the man's mouth against her cunt. She could hear his breathing and his moans of satisfaction as he caused her body to buck with the incredible pleasure she felt.
Now he dug his strong fingers into the flesh of her thighs, holding her open, stretching her trembling knees as far apart as they'd go. Tammy growled deep in her throat as the inner lips of her young pussy were pulled far apart, as the softer pink flesh bloomed upward against the man's hungry mouth. He sucked noisily on her seeping parts, wallowing his chin across them, forcing his tongue into the tightly squeezed opening of her cunthole.
This sudden penetration shocked Tammy, sending a pulsing flutter of excitement up her backbone. She humped herself down against he bench, her ass rising in the air. The man cupped each tense cheek of her bottom now, feasting wildly on the hot cunt against his mouth. The sound of him eating her was shocking. Tammy babbled half-words, incoherent whimpers of passion mixed with fear. Her nipples felt so hot! Her tummy trembled as she sucked it in under her ribs. How could she stand much more without losing her mind? How could she?
CHAPTER FOUR
"I'm going to put my tongue way up inside you . . . now!"
As her cunt muscles parted and the man's long tongue slipped deep, Tammy began to whimper again. She could feel everything so clearly! She could feel her cunthole being caressed by his hot licking. Her muscles tightened around the base of his tongue as he jabbed with quick in-and-out movements. She babbled incoherently as he fucked her like that, his tongue doing what a prick would do.
"Uhhh, uhhhhh god! Ohhhhh it makes me feel so weird."
The man stopped. "I love the way your pussy squeezes my tongue when I lick you deep like that." Again he pushed his tongue into her strong circle of muscles. They opened around him, let him slide past, slide deep. Tammy hunched her back, then arched it. She dipped her ass sideways, panting loudly all the while.
The tingling glow around the edges of her cunt-hole had become intense. She had never suspected that the flesh there was so sensitive. That it could be aroused to such an acute excitement. Her hole was opening and closing rhythmically now, milking at the man's hot tongue. Her nipples were very large and firm. She touched one and its size surprised her.
The man's hands passed over her flat belly, caressed her titties, then touched her lips. He curled a finger into her mouth and Tammy was surprised when she began to suck it. It was some instinctive need, something that was already in her mind before she thought about it.
"Nhhuummmmmuuuhmmm," she babbled, suckling powerfully, her lips tight around his second knuckle. And all the while the man's tongue fucked and fucked and fucked at her dripping, swollen cunt.
When Tammy tried to straighten her legs, the thongs cut into her flesh. Somehow this added to the thrill. She knew it was all wrong-being in the sauna with some stranger while he forced her to do lewd, unspeakable things. But the moment itself was too electric, too turbulent with pent-up lust for her to reason about it. She was just very aware of her helplessness, of how her heels were tied back against her ass cheeks, of how the man had opened her knees as far as they'd go while he licked and tongue-fucked and suckled at her juicy, adolescent cunt.
"Mhhhuuuuhh!" she gasped, feeling another strong surge of excitement. He was licking her clit again now, ravishing the small lump of tenderness until it rose stiffly and pressed back with little throbs against his touching.
"Why don't you let go now?" he murmured.
"... let go," Tammy panted.
"Yeah. Just go ahead and come."
"... come," she whimpered, her ass dancing in a frenzy under the slurpy, sucking friction of his mouth.
Yes, she was going to come. She could feel the rising heat in her body. She could feel the rippling pleasure overtaking her. She was spinning in a great whirlpool of it. She was sinking into a thrilling explosion. Her ass muscles quivered from the tension. Her cunt pooched out more, the hot, slick lips immediately attacked by the man's wonderful tongue. Yes, it was wrong, but it was wonderful. This moment was. She wondered how it would be if it would last for ever. His tongue against her cunt. Her cunt sucking at his tongue.
"Ohhh! Ohhhhhh something is happening to me!"
Again the man held her up from the steam bench by cupping his big hands under her white ass cheeks. He burrowed against her open cunt, his tongue going into her pussy, then sliding up and down her slit. He sucked at her clit, rubbing it one way, then mashing it down the other. He stroked it and barely flicked it with just the tip of his tongue. Then he would purse his lips and wallow them against the swollen, throbbing clit.
Tammy had never felt anything like it in her life! She cried out, her head tossing from side to side, dark hair clinging wetly across her face. Her tits heaved. She felt as if she were being pulled apart inside. Yet there was no pain. It was the most consuming experience of her life. She couldn't be self-conscious any longer. She only knew that passionate mouth against her immature cunt, that loving tongue going into her, petting her, driving her insane.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" she coughed, her willowy body bucking as the frenzy of her climax swept over her. "God!"
The man's fingers dug into her pert ass. His mouth made loud sucking noises as he kept the raging fires going. Her whisper-soft cunt seemed to clasp wetly against his cheeks and chin as she plunged her pussy up and down against his ravishing mouth.
The thongs cut into her flesh. She realized she was straining hard against her bonds, bucking around like crazy on the narrow steam bench. She was having a fit! A glorious sex fit. So powerful that she forgot where she was, who she was.
Tammy blinked her eyes. She straightened one leg slowly. She sat up, the steam swirling around her. She was alone and her legs were free. She must have fainted for a moment. She tried to remember what had happened as her climax had ended. She couldn't.
"That beast could have done anything to me while I was asleep!" she blurted, cupping a hand against her cunt. The pussy lips were still swollen and she was tender and tingly there. But she could tell that her cunt had not been fucked by anything more than that man's tongue.
Somehow Tammy staggered to her feet and leaned by the door until her head stopped spinning.
She found her robe, hanging on a hook nearby. Slipping her arms into it, she tried to compose herself. She couldn't let her sister know what had happened. What had happened, anyway?
"A man, someone I don't know, made me suck his cock!" The words sounded strange echoing back from the tiled stream room. "Then he put his mouth against my . . ." She caught her breath, pressing a finger up against her twat again. "Oh god, he did it. He really licked my cunt until I came!"
The hallway was empty and felt cold compared to the heat of the sauna. She made it unsteadily to the room she shared with her older sister and went in. Thank god her sister was in bed. Tammy didn't feel like conversation.
She was even too tired to find her pajamas. She let her robe slide from her shoulders and got into bed. The cool sheets against her hot nakedness caused another thrill to go through her. She was suddenly thinking of the dreamlike way that man had made her submit. She rubbed her tongue against the roof of her mouth. The funny taste was still there. She wanted to brush her teeth but didn't have the strength. Again, her cunt throbbed. How strange it had felt when his tongue had pushed up into her body. Was that what fucking felt like? If it did, it was wonderful!
"Why am I saying that," she muttered, angry at being so weak-willed. That monster had done awful things to her, shameful things. If she had one ounce of willpower, she would go right to the captain and tell him everything. He should know that there was a maniac on board his ship. But the mere thought of confronting anyone and telling what had occurred frightened Tammy terribly.
"Ohhhh, I wish I could go to sleep. I'm all swollen up down there."
The sudden sound of panting came from across the room. In the half gloom, Tammy could see Shirley's head. The covers were thrown back to reveal her sleek body. Her legs were drawn up suddenly so that the gown fell back to expose her thighs and cunt. The sound of wet fingers working in wet flesh made Tammy bite her lip. Shirley was masturbating herself!
"Ohhhh, Nate," the girl groaned. "Ohhhhh, Nate, fuck me with your nice big cock! I know it's big! It must be!" Another wet sound as Shirley's hand curled under her pussy, then twisted slowly as she arched her back upward from the bed. "Ahhhh, ahhhhh, Nate, just make me come, darling! Give me all your nice hot cream! I'd even eat it, darling!"
Tammy was amazed by all this. Her mind was still confused over what had happened in the sauna, and now here her sister was begging for something that had been forced on Tammy. Shirley's ass was moving wildly now, one long leg slipping out of bed. As her heel bumped the floor, she plunged her hips, the fingers of both hands wet now, plowing up and down her cunt.
Tammy tried not to look. But she had to watch. It reminded her too much of the pleasure she had just experienced. Her nostrils flared as she remembered coming. The hot craziness of the moment had wiped her out. Just like it was about to do with Shirley.
"Nhhhhaaaahh," her big sister gasped, thumping her ass hard against the bed. She cooed and panted and made tight squealing noises in her throat before the throes of her excitement peaked.
Tammy watched every moment. She saw her sister kick the rest of the covers off the bed. She saw her blond hair tangle over her face as she writhed half onto one side and then the other. Her bunched nighty was pulled above her plush, curvy ass and Tammy could see it dimpling as Shirley straightened her legs and pumped her body. She was on her belly now, legs stretched out, toes pointed, her ass plunging violently as she rubbed herself against the mattress while digging at her slit.
"Yuuuhhhhhh!" she moaned, shivering as the throes passed through her and were gone.
Tammy rolled over and tried to get to sleep. But it was a long time before she drifted off.
"Come on Tammy, hurry and get up. Nate and I are going swiming in the ship pool and he asked me to invite you." Shirley was pulling a skimpy bikini top over her tits. The teensy yellow thing showed more flesh than it covered and when Shirley bent down to grab the bottom part of her outfit, her full tits looked about to fall out. She squirmed into the other half, making sure the few blond curls that strayed from under the skimpy crotchband were pushed back again.
"I didn't bring my swimming suit. It was so out of style anyway."
"Oh, Mom thought of that. She made me bring one I used to wear when I was in junior high." Shirley tossed another bikini, a red one, to Tammy. Tammy felt funny putting it on. Since her titties weren't all that huge anyway, the top part covered her with sufficient modesty. But the bottom part was daringly skimpy. When she walked her firm little cheeks bounced suggestively and the plump outline of her mound could easily be seen through the sheer nylon.
"I don't know, I feel kinda naked in this thing."
"Oh you look just fine."
"You're sure I won't make a spectacle of myself?"
Shirley looked up from the tie she was adjusting. "Oh, you might make a little bit of a spectacle. But I'll be there to take the attention away from you."
"Thanks a lot'
Tammy wore her robe to poolside. She was glad her mother was somewhere else on the ship. After what had happened last night, she felt self-conscious in her skimpy attire. Having her mother around wouldn't help. Nate was there, his brown curly hair mussed from the wind, his tan body looking magnificent. Tammy kept glancing at his crotch. She could see the curving lump of his cock pressed a little to one side of center. It looked awfully big. And that reminded her of how huge that cock had felt in her mouth. Had it been Nate's cock? Surely she was making all this up. He just didn't seem the type of guy to take advantage of a young girl. He was a complete gentleman.
"You look beautiful, Tammy," he said.
"You really think so? I'm not nearly so curvy as my sis."
"You've got them where it counts." Shirley had surfaced after a perfect dive and she came up the ladder to interrupt.
"Hope you're not flirting with my little sister.
She's only a kid you know."
"Just because you're twenty-one, you think you're all grown up," Tammy cried.
"Come on over to my table, girls, I'll order some drinks."
Once again, Nate was able to sneak some beer for Tammy, slipping the waiter a five-dollar bill to make it cool.
Shirley was wasting no time making sure Nate appreciated her. She bent over in front of him while getting her chair just right. Tammy thought for sure her jiggling tits were about to flop out into Nate's face.
But something else was happening too. Much to Shirley's irritation, Nate paid just as much attention to Tammy as he did to her. Tammy was a little confused. She wasn't used to having a grown man admire her, sneak looks at her. And Nate talked to her just as if she were his age and had read all the books he'd read, done all the things he'd done.
"Tammy? Don't you think you'd better go tell Mom where we are? She might look for us and get worried."
"I really don't think she'll be that worried."
Shirley gave her a very sharp look. "Tammy!"
Tammy took the hint. She grabbed her robe and walked away from the table. But as she paused to look back, Nate's eyes were hot on her. She blushed and hurried off, pulling the robe around her. She felt almost naked without it.
On her way up the steps to A deck, Tammy remembered something. The man who'd taken her into the sauna and done naughty things to her had been wearing a ring. When he'd put his finger into her mouth, she'd felt it. Thinking back, she could almost remember what it was shaped like. A massive ring, flat on top with a stone in it. That's how it had felt against her upper lip. It was all coming back.
But Nate doesn't wear a ring, Tammy thought. Now that she thought of it, Nate's finger had a band of white where the sun hadn't yet tanned him. Was he keeping his ring hidden during the day so she wouldn't suspect? It seemed farfetched, but the more Tammy thought about it, the more curious she became.
She was in the corridor now and she knew that Nate's room was somewhere in this part of the ship. A cabin boy was hurrying along toward her and when she let her robe hang open a little, his eyes bugged and he swallowed rapidly a few times. He looked younger than she was and Tammy gathered all her courage to make her play.
"Hello, could you possibly help me?"
"Uh, s-s-sure," the boy said, trying to keep from staring at her near-naked body. Tammy leaned closer. She was probably more nervous than I the cabin boy, but she tried to act cool.
"I'm looking for Mr. Johnson's cabin. I'm a friend of his and he wanted me to pick up something for him."
"I don't know," the boy said. "We're not supposed to give out that sort of ... "
"He forgot to give me his key," Tammy sighed, looking in the boy's eyes. "And I forgot his room number." She squeezed her fingers down on his arm a little. He was weakening. "If you'd help me out just this once, maybe we could meet later when you're off duty."
"You would? I mean, we could?" The kid was about to pee his pants. He looked both ways in the corridor and then frowned slightly. "Okay, I'll let you in Mr. Johnson's room. But you'd better hurry. I'd catch hell if the steward knew anything about it."
She followed the cabin boy around the corner and down another long corridor. He stopped before room number seventy and fit a key into the door.
"Lock it behind you when you come out," he whispered. "I guess you wouldn't swipe anything since I'd know who did it if Johnson complained."
Tammy lifted her eyebrows and gave him a crooked smile. "I'm not a thief, I'll have you know."
"No, I didn't mean that." The boy blushed. Tammy gave him her warmest smile, leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"I'll see you later."
"But where will I find you when I'm off duty?"
"Around," she breathed and slipped inside Nate Johnson's room, pulling the door closed behind her.
Except for the unmade bed, Nate's room was pretty neat. She went at once to the small writing table and looked through the drawers. Nothing special caught her eye. She started on the drawers to the dresser, fumbling through shirts and socks and underwear. But no ring, not even a jewelry box. She pulled open the last drawer, the top one. Her heart almost stopped for a moment. The leather thongs were neatly wound so that they'd fit easily in a man's pants pocket. She picked them up gingerly, her fingers trembling as she turned them over. Of course she had no proof that these were the same leather thongs used on her. But who went around with thongs these days?
"Oh god," she panted, ashamed that her cunt had gone damp. She was almost sure that Nate had been the one who'd put his finger in her and then caught her in the sauna that other time. Carefully, she returned the leather cords and closed the drawer.
A noise in the corridor made her jump. Immediately she recognized Nate's voice and her sister Shirley's shrill giggle. With wide, scared eyes, Tammy looked for a hiding place. There was only one. The small closet by the door. She leaped for it, pulling the door closed behind her.
Nate and Shirley entered the room.
"I'm not the kind of girl who goes in a stranger's room just like that."
"But then I'm no stranger, am I?" Nate replied, kicking the door shut and taking Shirley in his arms. They kissed and Tammy could see the naughty way her older sis worked her hips against Nate's. Through Nate's swim suit, his cock looked enormous. It was stretching out the wet material, throbbing like a trapped snake. Shirley ran a long-fingered hand down the man's belly and found the lump. Tammy's knees almost gave as she watched her sister squeeze that lump, digging her long, red nails into it.
Nate moaned and kissed Shirley harder. It looked like they were licking each other's tongues. Then he kissed his way down her chest, slipping a cup free of one of her large, lush tits as he licked his way to the nipple.
"Ohhhhh Nate! Ohhhhh when you touch me like that I get all buttery inside!"
"I've been wanting to touch you again."
"You were acting like maybe you had the hots for my little sister," Shirley said, giving the handsome man a big pouty look.
"Oh come on, I was just being polite." Nate's hand slid down Shirley's belly and Tammy saw his fingers disappear under the edge of her skimpy bikini. Shirley pushed her ass out suddenly as if to escape his touch but then there was a wet sound and Tammy saw Nate curl his fingers up and under, sinking into the juicy heat of her big sister's pussy.
"God . . . ohhhhh god in heaven!" Shirley gasped, tossing her mane of blonde hair as the good-looking man began to gouge and caress her. Shirley's eyes became suddenly glazed and she seemed to sag in Nate's embrace. He helped her to the bed and stretched her out across it. His fingers were still working gently in her cunt as he skinned down the bottom half of her bikini.
"You're lovely," he said, kissing her navel, then kissing lower.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh wow! Ohhhhh this is wonderful! Ohhhhh Nate, do you love me a little?"
"A little maybe," he laughed, his mouth close to her cunt now.
"Oh . . . you!" But then Shirley was writhing, panting loudly as Nate pulled her knees apart and wallowed his mouth down into the fevered softness of her cunt flesh. Shirley squirmed furiously, her bottom lip clenched between her teeth, her big tits rising and falling as she sucked in air.
Tammy was dripping juice now. It had made a hot streak down the inside of her thigh, soaking through the thin crotch of her bikini. She wondered if she would be able to stand there and watch this sinful spectacle without giving herself away. She was as weak as a kitten. Recollections of Nate's finger in her cunt, his mouth on her pussy made her breathe raggedly. Yes, she was sure it was Nate who'd attacked her. Who else could it be? But why? If he had Shirley at his beck and call, why would he bother with her flat-chested little sister? Tammy rubbed a palm up over her bikini top, edging the skimpy thing away from one soft, white swell. Well, she wasn't all that flat, but her little titties seemed pretty childish compared to the full, firm orbs on Shirley's chest. Nate had his fingers around those big tits right now, pinching the large, pink nipples as Shirley writhed, a look of sinful enjoyment on her face.
"Nate! I love this! Ohhhhh, you'll never leave me, will you?"
Nate pulled his mouth free of Shirley's twat. His chin and cheeks were smeared with her juices. Tammy could remember him eating her, smearing her juices across his face. But she hadn't know who it was then. And she still couldn't understand why Nate had forced her to do those terrible things. It seemed that Shirley was more than willing.
Nate was straddling Shirley's waist now, crawling toward her face on his knees. She gave him a yearning look. Then her long fingers flashed out, surrounding the heavy, swinging shaft of his cock.
"Oh yes, Nate! I'll do anything you want! I'll kiss it! I'd love to kiss it!"
Shirley pursed her soft lips and smeared hot spit across the tip of Nate's foreskin. Then she was stretching the protective covering back. As it glided away from the head, Tammy could see how glistening wet that knob was. Shirley's tongue was like a quick, hot snake, circling the pulsing barb, painting it with saliva. Then she pulled the whole thing between her lips and sucked noisily.
Nate groaned and his belly looked very hard and tight. He ran his fingers through Shirley's hair, rocking his hips slightly as she sucked another inch of his cock into her mouth, then another. The spit was dripping from her chin now as she lapped furiously against the underside.
"Yeah, baby," Nate groaned. Tammy recognized the husky sound of his words at once. She'd heard him say that to her in the sauna. She was more sure than ever that Nate had been the one who'd forced her to suck his cock. And Shirley's slurping mouth made her remember all too vividly exactly how it had felt.
But Nate had pulled his cock back now, taken it out of Shirley's mouth. She looked up slack-eyed at him, her chin wet with her own spit.
"Oh, Nate ..."
"I want to fuck you," he murmured. "Would you like that?"
"Yes! Do fuck me, Nate! I'll die if you don't."
Pushing her long legs up and back, Nate opened Shirley's cunt. Tammy could hardly stand to look at her sister's spread pussy. The lips fringed with blonde hair were pulled back far enough to expose the delicate cunt lips and Tammy could even see Shirley's hole. It was throbbing, opening and closing slightly as Nate brought the huge head of his cock closer. His cockhead looked like a ripe, dark plum. He brushed it up across the length of Shirley's slit and she bucked her ass hungrily on the bed, her arms outstretched to embrace him.
"Oh god, ohhhhh Nate! Put it in me! I can't stand to wait any longer."
"I'd better get a rubber ..."
"No, just put it in me!"
Nate trembled slightly, bending forward to brace himself above her with one hand while he guided the head of his cock against her hole with the other.
Shirley couldn't keep still. She pitched and bucked and made sexy, growling noises in her throat as the swollen tip began to plow her slickly muscled cunt hole apart. With a wet sound, Nate penetrated her. His cockshaft jerked, half imbedded in her dripping cunt. Tammy felt faint as she watched all this. A thousand erotic scenes flitted through her mind. She imagined what it had felt like to Nate when he'd pushed his tongue into her pussy. Did he have some kind of hangup with leather? Why wasn't he using thongs on Shirley?
"You're so big! You're wonderfully big!" Shirley groaned and panted and rocked her hips back and forth. "Ohhhh, it feels like it's stretching me inside!"
That's the way it looked to Tammy. She could see the blood veins standing out on Nate's big prick as it throbbed and swelled even larger. Maybe it was the tight squeezing heat of Shirley's cunt that caused this. Nate kissed her and his tongue went in and out between her teeth as Shirley dug her nails into the nape of his neck.
Then she offered one of her tits for him to suck. He began on the nipple, working it with his tongue while his hips began to nudge forward, then back. The soft sucking sound of Shirley's cunt being fucked made Tammy plunge her hand into her bikini and rub a finger up against her clit. She was even wetter than she'd first thought. But how long could she stand this torture? She cursed herself for ever sneaking into Nate's room in the first place.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tammy had to rub her cunt. As she pushed her middle finger gingerly into the tight, hot opening, she couldn't help but remember how Nate's tongue had felt there. She hated him for doing that. It was even worse than what he was doing to Shirley now. He was some kind of awful seducer. He was a monster. She only wished she had the nerve to tell someone about it. But she knew she wouldn't even tell her mother. Shirley would hate her for life if she did.
"Nate! My darling Nate!"
Shirley's ass quivered again as she lifted it upward from the bed. She seemed to be begging for the rest of Nate's big cock. He would only let her have half of it though. He eased back now, the dark cockhead sliding free of the clasp of her cunt hole. Shirley panted frantically, her nails leaving red marks across the small of Nate's back.
"Darling! Don't tease me! Ohhhhh, fuck me all the way! I'm going to lose my mind if you don't!"
Nate gave a soft laugh and began to tease one of her nipples again, pinching it between his teeth, then mauling it with his lips. It looked like a tiny finger on Shirley's fully rounded breast. She whimpered hungrily, her ass lurching as she tried to tempt Nate, tried to make him bury his lovely hard cock into her softness.
"Why don't you fuck me?" she begged.
"I want to make sure you appreciate it."
"I do, I do!"
"Hadn't I better put that rubber on?"
"Darling I told you I don't care."
"You mean it's safe for me to come inside?"
Shirley blushed, nodded slowly. Nate looked a bit worried. Tammy was watching all this closely, her eyes wide, her heart pounding rapidly. Her poor little cunt throbbed. She worked a forefinger forward and back across her pulsing clit. Her toes were spread apart on the floor of the closet. Her knees hadn't stopped trembling since Shirley and Nate had entered the bedroom.
"You're beautiful," Nate whispered, sliding forward, his cock making a wet sound as the enormous head thrust deep, deep inside her cunt. Shirley smiled thankfully as six, then seven inches filled her. But there was still more. Tammy swallowed hard, remembering that she'd held that cock in her mouth. That it had spit hot cum down her throat. She felt a strange emotion. She hated Nate. But there was another emotion there too. One she couldn't identify.
"Mmmmmm," Shirley cooed, grinding her cunt around as Nate teased her, as he pulled his cock back again so that just the tip was clenched inside her opening. "Ahhhhh!"
Nate thrust again, the full length of his cock going into Shirley's cunt. Her thighs opened even wider as she hugged his body down against her squirming pussy. She began to plunge up and down, her eyes rolled back in her head as the friction increased. "Mhhhhuuuhh, ohhhhh I'm gonna come!"
"Hold on baby, you're getting me too close."
"I can't. It's itching so awful good!"
"Baby ..."
"Nate!"
Tammy had never seen anything like it in her life. She'd heard stories about what it was like when people fucked. She knew that it was a very exciting, very wild thing. But she had not expected anything like what she saw now.
Shirley hooked her legs above Nate's back and writhed like a snake under his plunging, stabbing fucking. His cock went in and out of her dripping pussy. Sometimes even the swollen, dark head was visible for a second before he rammed it deep into Shirley's blonde cunt again. Tammy rubbed her own clit faster as the two of them became more frenzied.
"Nate, I love you! I want you! Ohhhhh Nate, fuck my brains out, darling!"
"Shirley! God damn ..."
More red marks appeared on Nate's back as Shirley dug at him with both hands.
Her head was thrown back and Nate licked hungrily at her exposed neck, then one of her tits. The bed thumped as they hunched like beasts. Yes, that was how it was! Tammy was ashamed to see her sister behave in such a wanton manner. It wasn't at all ladylike. And Nate was just as crude and bestial. His big balls swung forward against Shirley's ass. His prick divided her pink pussy again and again. Shirley's juices wet the bed now as she scissored her tan thighs around her lover's waist and arched and hunched her back with a violence that Tammy could hardly believe.
Suddenly Shirley gave a shrill cry and her toes fanned apart. Her ass cheeks dimpled as she tensed them, as she hunched them upward from the bed with rapid, jerky movements. She screamed again, her lips stretched back from her teeth.
"Coming ..." she gasped. Her face was red. Her breath came in gulps. Then she. wasn't breathing at all. Just fucking. Fucking like her life depended upon it. Shirley shuddered convulsively and let out a long sigh. "God! Ohhhhh fuck me, Nate, fuck me hard!"
Ashamed for what she was doing to herself, Tammy eased a finger in and out of her own hot cunt hole. She knew it was wrong, knew she should try to get hold of her emotions. But she would have to do that later. Now, the room was full of Shirley's musky scent. Nate's big cock plowed in and out of her spasming pussy. Her older sis was coming and it was the most erotic thing Tammy had ever witnessed in her life.
Cunt-juice dripped from the edges of Shirley's cunt: She pumped herself into s fury of whimpers and squeals until it seemed she really was having some sort of awful fit. But though her face was twisted as if in agony, the groans told Tammy that Shirley was experiencing the uttermost ecstasy.
And, at last, her movements slowed.
It was then that Nate jerked his cock free of Shirley's hole. It swayed heavily over her belly. "God damn," Nate gasped, clutching himself quickly. He pumped his foreskin once, twice. The third time he brought his clenched fingers forward and back, a streak of white arched out over Shirley's body. Another quickly followed, and another. The creamy stuff was dripping down her cheeks, down her neck and tits.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh baby!" Nate groaned as if his cock was still inside her. Now the hot jizz was spurting harder. Tammy watched all this with disgust and fascination. She'd eaten some of that same stuff. It was awful. Yet why was she trembling so?
Nate was still pumping his cock. Shirley was watching him now, her palms sliding over her cum-slickened tits as she spread the stuff.
"I wish it was inside me, darling!" she whimpered, pushing cummy fingers toward her parted pussy. Nate grabbed her wrist with his free hand. His other hand milked more cum from his balls until at last he trembled and let out a long breath.
"I didn't want to take the chance," Nate told her. "I wouldn't want to spoil things by getting you pregnant."
Shirley looked disappointed, then smiled and nodded. "Of course, darling. Of course you're right. I don't know what got into me. I just feel so crazy when you're loving me. Ohhh Nate, it was fantastic. It was the best ever in my whole life."
They kissed, their bellies clinging with the wet cum. Tammy felt half sick from the excitement that throbbed inside her. She was panting and her heart sounded loud enough for anyone outside the closet to hear it easily. But after awhile, Shirley went to the small bathroom to clean herself up and Nate began to dress again. Tammy prayed that he wouldn't look in the closet.
"I guess I'd better sneak back up to the other deck," Shirley said, squirming back into her bikini. "If I can walk that far. You're really big!"
Nate smiled and slipped an arm around her waist. "And you're pretty tight. But it worked nice, didn't it?"
Shirley's face grew serious and she brushed back her blonde curls. "I thought I'd die Nate. It was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me in my whole life."
They kissed again at the door and the way Shirley moaned and started fooling around with Nate's cock, Tammy was afraid they'd go at it again. Nate had already regained his hard-on. In fact, his prick looked even bigger than before. Just before Shirley slipped into the hallway, she bent down and kissed the blood-packed cockhead.
No sooner had Nate closed the door again, than he came toward the closet. But as Tammy held her breath, he passed by and began to search through a drawer. She saw him go into the bathroom next and at last she knew it was time for her to make her move.
Opening the closet door, she tiptoed barefoot across the rug. She had just turned the doorknob and was about to slip out into the corridor when she heard Nate's sound of surprise.
"What the hell ..." She jerked the door open but Nate kicked it shut again and his strong right arm went around her waist. He carried her kicking and fighting to the bed. "You were in that closet the whole time, weren't you? While I fucked your sister."
"Yes! And I wish I hadn't been. I wish ..."
"You weren't wishing it was you on the bed instead of Shirley, were you?"
"No! But I know who you are now. You're the monster who put his finger inside me that night in the corridor. And after that you made me do those awful things in the sauna."
Nate smiled. "You'd have a hard time proving any of that."
"Maybe. But I know." Tammy struggled, but Nate pinned her wrists, smiling at her slim, writhing body. "I hate you," she cried. "I found those terrible leather thongs."
Nate rolled her onto her tummy and undid the top of her bikini. When he rolled her back again, the leather thongs dangled from his fingers.
"These?" he grinned.
"What are you g-g-going to do?"
"Something nice. Didn't you enjoy what I did to you in the sauna?"
"Of course not! It was nasty, it was ..."
"When I ate that hot little cunt of yours? You didn't like that?"
"No, I . . . " Tammy swallowed hard. A thong was being wound around her wrist. As Nate jerked the knot tight, he grabbed her other wrist and held it close. With her hands tied together in front of her, Tammy knew that he meant to do something bad to her again. She was trembling now as he hooked his fingers in the skimpy nylon bikini. It had been terrible enough in the darkness of the sauna, but to be naked here in the middle of the day on Nate's bed made her feel like fainting.
"There," he laughed, jerking the bikini down her thighs. Tammy squirmed miserably under his hot gaze. "Your cunt hair is lovely. Much prettier than your sister's blonde fluff." He petted her damp, black curls, his finger opening her slightly.
Tammy tried to squirm away from his touch but it excited her just the same. "Yeah, I love those sexy black locks. And it was nice rooting with my mouth into that soft, hot place between them."
"Nate! Don't say that. Let me go!" She tugged at the thongs that held her wrists handcuffed.
"If you watched what I did to Shirley, you must know just how much fun a man and a woman can have together."
"It didn't look very nice. If my mother knew ..." She turned her eyes away from his hungry gaze. "You'd better let me go or I'm going to tell the captain exactly what you've done." Nate didn't appear the least bit worried. He caressed her tits,then, his fingertips bringing her small, pink nipples to life. "Don't ..." Tammy gasped. "Ohhh, please don't do that."
Now the rest of the thongs were unrolled and Nate wrapped each ankle, pulling them back separately so he could bind them like he had that time in the sauna. Tammy was panting, struggling uselessly against the big man's strength. She couldn't stop looking at his cock. It grew steadily bigger as he tied her. It was obvious that binding her up like that excited Nate.
"Have you ever been fucked?" he asked suddenly, shocking her into blushing silence.
Tammy shook her head suddenly, hard. "No!
Of course not."
"Wouldn't you like to find out what it's like?"
"Oh god no! You're not going to ... "
Nate caressed her head gently. "Oh yes I am, sweet Tammy. Sweet, adolescent nymph. I'm going to slip my big cock into that tight little hole of yours and ..."
"But it was tight for Shirley when you did it to her. You'll kill me!" Tammy began to sob.
"Cunts were made for stretching, sweetheart. And so was yours. When I had my tongue inside you, I could tell. You'll make it with flying colors."
"I don't want you to fuck me! I don't want ..."
Nate was tearing a tiny foil packet open. It was a rubber. And Nate meant to use it on her.
"Yes Tammy. I'm going to give you the very first fucking of your life."
CHAPTER SIX
"I'll scream . . . I'll . . . I'll get you in trouble!"
"If you even act like you're going to scream, I'll put this thing so far down your throat that ..."
"No! Don't do that. I won't scream ... but please, Nate, don't fuck me. I won't live through it, I know I won't."
"You watched me fuck your sister." He rolled the rubber down over his cock. "It didn't kill her, did it?"
"My sister is twenty-one years old! I'm just a kid!"
"That'll make it even better. When this big old prick of mine slides into your hot little hole you'll think you've died and gone to heaven."
"Nate! I'm begging you!" Tammy writhed on the bed, her muscles straining as she tried to slip free of the thongs around her wrists and the ones holding her calves tight against her thighs. She closed her knees in an effort to hide her cunt from him. But Nate was kneeling on the mattress now, his great, rubber-sheathed cock bobbing heavily as he leaned over her.
"Are you going to make it easy on yourself?"
"You'll have to fight me! I don't want you to enjoy this awful thing you're trying to do!" She was trembling with fright. But why was her cunt so darned hot and juicy?
"You look plenty slick enough, but this rubber's got lubrication on it, too." He ran a finger up her cunt, smiling as she tried to draw away from the touch. "I'm not going to hurt you, Tammy. I'm going to fuck you."
"That'll hurt! Ohhh god, ohhhh somebody help me!" She continued to struggle as Nate leaned closer. He made her hook her tied hands around his neck. His hot mouth began to nudge and tease her tits. She writhed furiously, trying to make it hard for him to fuck her. But already she could feel the throbbing tip of his cock as he rubbed it deeper between her plump, white cuntlips. Her juices flowed more freely than ever. She knew how glossy her cunt flesh was, and this had an exciting effect upon her, scared as she was.
Like when she'd watched Shirley get fucked, she could imagine what her own pussy looked like. The dainty, slippery folds caressing the swollen knob of Nate's cock! He wasn't even close to her hole now. He was just rubbing his prick up and down the length of her pussy. She panted hard, flopping her head from side to side. She didn't want to have her arms around Nate's neck, but since her wrists were tied, she had no choice unless she stretched them up over her head. Tammy tried that, but Nate just laughed and began to kiss her armpits, then her neck. She felt more helpless than ever as his tongue wet her chin, probed deeply between her teeth.
"Mhhhuuuhhh," she groaned.
"I'm going to enjoy this!"
"Ohhhh, ohhhhh I can feel how big your cock is!"
"And just wait till I'm inside you."
"Help ..."
"Kiss me again."
"No!" Tammy turned her face to the side. A hot tongue traced the delicate whorl of one ear, then licked into the small orifice. Tingling thrills shot through her as if someone had injected her with some drug.
"See how you're squirming around? You're rubbing that hot little pussy of yours all over the head of my cock."
"I don't want to! I just can't help it ... "
"Of course you can't help it. Your body wants to be fucked. It's instinctive. Because you're a female and I'm a male."
"Liar!"
He covered her mouth with his again, his tongue fucking her, licking her own tongue. Tammy tried to resist but soon the thrilling sensations were sweeping over her skin. She panted through her nose and felt his cocktip mash down her clit. Slowly, without being able to help herself, she thrashed her ass around on the bed, rubbing against the wonderful tickle that threatened to make her crazy.
"Now," Nate whispered, his lips wetting her ear again. He let his smooth, rounded cockhead slip into her cunt hole while her muscles squeezed tightly. Resisting him, Tammy pinched her muscles as tightly as possible. But she was so wet down there! With a nudge of his hips, Nate opened her cunt a little, letting his cock slide back again. It was as if he were showing her it was useless to resist.
"If you relaxed, it would be nicer for you."
"I don't want it to be nice. It's awful! You're raping me!"
"Technically, maybe I am. But I don't think it's quite like that." He kissed her tits, each in its turn. Tammy babbled something, her body flooded with the pleasure Nate was bringing to her. He brought his hips forward again, this time with more force. Her velvety-slick cunt hole opened before him and she felt the surfaces sliding around his cocktip. The big man groaned with pleasure at this tight, clasping caress. He wedged his prick deeper, moving his hips in a slow, circular dance.
"Yuuuhhhh!" Tammy cried, her eyes wide with fear as she realized just how big he really was. That thing seemed to be stretching her so wide! Her cunt clung hotly to the sides of his shaft as he worked forward and back.
Her firm hole was squeezing Nate's cock so tightly that she felt as if he were pulling her flesh back with him when he withdrew. The incredible force of this rhythmic penetration and drawing back made Tammy babble and sigh. She had never realized that fucking could be such a powerful physical thing! She could feel with the lining of her cunt! She could feel the bumps and hollows of Nate's cock as he ran it a little deeper, then a little deeper yet.
"Ghhhaaaahh," she sighed, unable to stop her ass from moving. When Nate held his cock still inside her, she could feel him pulsing, swelling and shrinking inside the close, fevered squeeze of her pussy. As afraid as she was, this was so erotic she almost fainted.
Nate supported her back, lifting her upward so he could lick and nibble on the soft, white swells of her tits. Tammy let her head flop back, let him feast on her adolescent body while his cock was still in her stretched cunthole.
The leather around her ankles and thighs cut into her flesh. Her bound wrists were still stretched above her head. And again and again she felt her nipples ravished by Nate's tongue. They felt like hard little buttons. And the slightest lick sent hot shivers of lust through her writhing body.
"Ohhhhh Nate! What have you done to me?"
Now his hands slipped down to her waist. She felt his fingers circle her. He could almost get his hands completely around her fragile body as then he swept his palms downward over the outward curve of her hips and ass cheeks. He dug his fingers into her flesh, holding her quivering ass still as he brought his cock forward with quick, strong thrusts.
Tammy's mouth flew open, but, instead of a scream, only a weak gurgle of fear came out. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her lungs filled, emptied, then a shuddering feeling again. That cock! It was going up into her belly! How could she possibly take another half inch of it? It would kill her for sure.
"Too big . . . " She tossed, panting loudly as his swollen cock grew hotter and tighter inside her. Her own juice dripped down the crack of her ass, wetting Nate's fingers as he cupped each firm, quivering cheek and pulled his cock slowly back.
"God!" Tammy could feel the flared ridge of his cockhead as it gouged along her flesh. Then it slid out of her muscled opening and her poor little pussy felt really empty for the first time in her life. Before that she hadn't been aware of emptiness. She'd never been full. But now there it was, outside her body. Big and fat and stiff. She rocked her slim hips from side to side, her eyes wide with wonder at these new sensations.
"I want you to feel it going in this time," Nate said, using one hand to pull free the knots of leather at her wrist.
"I don't want to."
"But you're going to." he pulled her hand down between, their bellies. Tammy resisted but then knew that he would have his way sooner or later. She let her trembling fingers curl around the slick, hot shaft. It throbbed in her hand, the bunched collar of his foreskin making his cock seem even bigger than it already was. Her touch found his cockhead and she traced the subtle, streamlined curves of the thing. It felt as if he wore no rubber at all.
"Just keep your fingers there and I'm going to let you put it back in."
"I won't!"
"Then I will. But you'll feel it sliding inside of you."
Tammy felt the head press her cuntlips apart. She felt it sink into her fevered wetness and nudge the tight fuck-hole open. "Ohhh," she whimpered, "it's going into me again!"
This time Tammy felt even more than the first time Nate had penetrated her. The spongy head of Nate's prick was larger, stretching out the thin latex that covered it. She was juicier now too, her body responding to this invasion by pumping more cunt juice, making her velvety soft insides dripping wet.
With a slick sound of suction, Nate thrust forward and back with short movements. He let his cock go a little deeper each time, the rigid sides slipping between Tammy's fingers as more and more of his shaft entered her.
"Ohhh my god!"
"Feel good?"
"I hate you for doing this to me!" But what was happening to her pussy was something else again.
Tammy couldn't really say that she hated that. What was happening? Was she losing her mind?
"Your pussy is the finest, hottest, tightest little hole I've ever fucked," Nate panted, his belly rubbing hers, his mouth wetting her neck and shoulders again. He hugged her in a strong embrace and Tammy found her hand sliding across his back. She didn't want to show affection, but her fingers had turned to claws as she dug at his flesh, as his slim, strong ass plunged between her leather-bound thighs. The juicy sound of the fucking was incredibly exciting to her ears. She moaned and opened her mouth to say something. Nate pushed his tongue inside it before she could.
Kissing her like that, his cock plunging past her clenched fingers, plunging up into the hot squeeze of her pussy was too much. Tammy felt the tickle begin to build around her clit. Shimmering waves of pleasure covered the full length of her pussy now as she worked her hips feverishly, rubbing back against the stabbing friction of Nate's fucking.
"Ohhh! ohhhhhh." She whined, her small fists beating weakly at the man's shoulders. One of the leather thongs came loose from her thighs and she straightened the leg, then hooked it over the back of Nate's thighs. Digging her heel upward, she rubbed it into one of his ass cheeks, crying out with lust as she felt the way he plunged and thrust. The sound of his cock sliding between her fevered cuntlips grew louder. She tossed wildly on the narrow bed, her breath labored, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She felt the tickle grow into a maddening, radiant glow. Her cuntlips squeezed down around the base of Nate's prick. He groaned at this tightening, his fingers curling between the cheeks of Tammy's ass.
"Ohhh baby, it's coming! It's coming nice and hot!"
"Nate . . . !"
Tammy felt as if she were flying. Her body seemed to spin violently in Nate's tight embrace. She could feel the plunging power, the jerking spasms of that huge cock that wouldn't stop going in and out of her cunt. She could feel Nate sucking almost all of one tit between his lips. His tongue flicked and tortured her nipple. She arched her back, just her head and ass touching the bed now as the first tremors of her climax burst through her pussy and down along her thighs.
"Yiiiiii'" she cried out, her small fists thumping weakly against Nate's back. "Ohhhhh!"
The come was a grinding, thrashing fit of total ecstasy. She felt her muscles cramp as she tossed violently under the strong man's plunging body. She felt each surge of joy explode through her flesh and felt Nate's response. His cock stiffened as he filled the rubber with hot cream.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh yesss! Ohhhh wow, ohhhhh shit!"
Tammy blinked and realized that she was on her side. But Nate's cock was still imbedded deeply in her pussy. Her cunt was sore. She tightened her muscles, gave a little whimper of pain and relaxed again. God, had she ever been fucked! Nate had fucked her brains out.
Now her eyes met his but she quickly looked away. He was smiling at her.
"Enjoy yourself?" he asked softly.
"No. You know what you did to me. You took me against my will."
Nate laughed and put a finger under her chin to make her look at him. She pulled away.
"You should be in prison," she continued. "I've never hated anyone in the world like I hate you." None of this was true, but Tammy couldn't help but blurt it out. She couldn't let Nate think he'd seduced her. Even if he had made her cry out with pleasure at the last.
"Relax your body now," he warned. "I'm going to pull out of you."
"Ouch!" she cried, surprised at how sore she really was. His prick was shrinking, but it was still large enough to make her wince when he withdrew the head from her clasping pussy.
She looked down as he slipped the rubber off and knotted the open end. Inside, the milky jism floated thickly. A creamy fluid that made Tammy remember how she'd taken some into her mouth. She shuddered, her eyes flicking around the room nervously. Nate helped her sit up.
"I feel dizzy. There was blood on that rubber. You might have really hurt me . . ."
"Naw, your cherry needed a little more breaking in," he said. He poured her some brandy in a tumbler and made her sip it. "You're a big girl now. No more little-girl games. Think of the fun we can have."
"I thought it was my sister you were after."
"Not really, Tammy. You're the one I'm really wild about. But how could I date you? Your mother would have a fit. Your sister Shirley is twenty-one. So to get to you I have to chase your sister."
"I'll bet. You were having a ball putting it to Shirley. Remember, I was watching."
"I had to make her think I meant it." Nate brushed a lock of dark hair out of her eyes, then leaned forward to kiss her mouth. Tammy jerked away and swung her feet to the floor. But when she tried to stand, her knees buckled and she plopped onto the bed again. Nate shoved the brandy glass into her fingers. "You'd better get your head together before you run out of here. You might fall on your face outside my room. How would you explain that?"
"You're the one who's going to have explaining to do." Tammy picked up the rubber and dangled it before his eyes. "What if I showed this to someone of authority? What if I told them this was proof that you molested me against my will? They could find out if I was telling the truth, couldn't they? Match up your cum or something?"
Nate was laughing, spilling the brandy he'd just poured for himself. "You're really something. Here I give you the most fantastic fucking of your young life and you're threatening me with jail." Tammy was angry, thinking of what to say next.
The knock on the door scared her badly. But Nate was cool. He looked relaxed as he went over by the door and smiled back at Tammy. She grabbed her bikini from the bed and began to wriggle into it.
"Nate?" Shirley's voice came through. "I've just got to see you again."
"I was about to take a shower. Couldn't it wait?"
"No darling. I've just got to see you. I can't cool off. You've got to hold me in your arms. Ohhh Nate, have pity on me. It's your fault I'm so worked up."
By now Tammy was really in a panic. She couldn't let her sister find her here. The whole thing was getting hopelessly complicated. She bolted for the closet, Nate still grinning with amusement. As soon as she was inside, she heard him open the door.
Shirley burst in, rushing into his arms, her breath coming in long sighs.
"Couldn't we have another little quick one?" she begged, her eyes adoring, her hands caressing his naked body.
"Like I told you, I need to relax in a bath. It'll be better if we wait."
Shirley looked suddenly suspicious. Tammy prayed that she wouldn't guess something was wrong. Then Tammy, peeking through the crack in the closet door, saw the rubber on the table by the bed. It lay there like the wicked thing that it was, smeared with her very own blood and knotted at the end.
Shirley drifted around Nate, her silky dress sweeping across her thighs sexily. "I thought you liked me," she whined flopping her hair up over her shoulders.
"I do, baby. But let me clean up. Then we can go up on deck and have a drink together." Tammy watched her older sister's stealthy movements as she circled the small cabin, touching this, glancing at that. Tammy prayed that Shirley wouldn't see the rubber. Or that Nate would remember it and hide it before she did. But now he was pouring Shirley a glass of brandy. And as he looked away, Shirley's eyes caught the rubber. She bit her lip in shock, then quickly scooped the thing up and stuffed it down the front of her blouse. Tammy could hardly believe what she'd seen. Nate had missed it all. He held out the brandy.
"Here, why don't you take a sip and then meet me at that little bar at the stern. You know the one."
"All right darling." Shirely drank, returned the glass to Nate's hand and blew him a kiss as she swept out the door. "Love you."
As soon as Nate had made sure the door was locked again, Tammy burst from the closet. She kept her voice to a whisper in case Shirley was listening outside.
"The rubber! she picked up the rubber."
"What?" For the first time since she'd met him, Nate showed signs that he was capable of fear and shock. His tan complexion had turned suddenly white and the hand that held his brandy began to shake. "You've got to get it back, Tammy."
"Why should I get it back? What do I owe you?" She pushed past him and started to unlock the door. "Maybe you'd better check out in the hall in case Shirley's still hanging around."
"Hey, don't leave just yet. I want you to get that rubber back." He put down his drink and clutched Tammy's shoulders. He looked wild. "I'll make it worthwhile for you."
"Oh, let me go!"
"A thousand dollars? Would that do it?"
"What?" Tammy couldn't believe all this. Why was he so interestd in getting that old cum-filled rubber back now? Shirley already knew that he'd been entertaining another girl in his cabin. Tammy was just thankful that her sis didn't know who that girl happened to be.
"A grand. It's yours if you get that rubber back to me just like it was before Shirley grabbed it." Nate checked the hallway and turned to her. "All clear. Well, are you going to help me out?"
Still stunned by the strange offer, Tammy gave a short nod. "I'll try."
She hurried up the narrow metal steps, limping slightly from the soreness of her cunt. She padded barefoot down the carpeted corridor that led to the room she shared with Shirley. She could at least look in there first. She was still very mixed up about what was going on. Why Shirley had grabbed the old rubber in the first place. And why Nate was willing to pay so much money to get it back.
She dug the key from the teensy pocket in her bikini bottom and pushed it into the lock. As she came into the room, she hesitated. Someone had put something over the porthole and turned out all the lights. "Shirley?"
"Shut up and leave me alone!" her sis called back. Tammy punched the light button then, pulling the door closed behind her. What met her eyes was nearly as shocking as what Shirley had done just moments before by snatching the rubber.
Shirley was on her back on the bed with her legs drawn up. She'd tossed her lovely dress onto the floor. Her eyes were wild, her blond hair mussed. And between the blonde-fringed lips of her cunt, Tammy could see how swollen her flesh was. How slickly wet. But it was what Shirely held in her fingers that made Tammy gasp. It was Nate's rubber!
"Turn off that light,' damn you!"
"But Shirley, what's happening, why are . . ." Tammy turned off the light and came over to the bed. Her eyes were adjusted to the darkness now as she knelt close to her older sister.
"I was just up in Nate's room and found this. He's been fucking another girl on this ship, I don't know who. But I don't really care. Because now I've got his cum!"
"What?"
"Don't you know who Nate Johnson is?" Shirley gave a tight laugh. "He owns half of this very shipping line. God only knows what else he owns. He's a wealthy man. And if I get pregnant with his child ..." Shirley smiled and licked her lips. "He's so damned clever. I thought I had him just a little while ago. I thought I could make him come inside me. It's the perfect time. I'm sure I'll get pregnant. But he's got more willpower than I thought. He pulled his damned cock out and sprayed his cum all over my belly." Shirley's eyes rolled. "But I've got him now. He filled this rubber while he was plowing some other little stupid little bitch, and I stole the rubber!"
Tammy's mouth hung open as she watched her sister tugging at the knot in the end of the rubber. And to know that she was the little bitch Shirley had referred to didn't make her feel any easier. She was only thankful that her sis didn't know that that rubber had been sliding in and out of her own hot cunt only moments before.
"Damn, I can't get this thing untied. Oh well, I'll cut it with something. Give me a needle or a pin or something!"
"Are you sure you know what you're doing, Shirley?"
"Hell yes. Even if Nate wouldn't agree to marry me, I could squeeze some money out of him. He'd pay plenty to keep his name out of the paternity courts." Shirley frowned. "If you're going to stay and watch this, you could at least help."
There was a folder of needles on the desk by the door. Tammy pulled one free of the paper and turned. She was thinking about the thousand dollars Nate had offered her to get the rubber back. She now knew why. There most certainly had been other young women who'd tried to take him for some of his fortune. But could Tammy let her sister go through with such an awful plan herself?
"Give me that needle.!"
"Shirley, I . . ."
"Give it to me!" Tammy walked slowly across the room and held out the needle. Shirley was massaging her cunt rapidly, making the fleshy softness bloom. "It's better to be hot when you want to get pregnant. And I do want to get pregnant!"
"You don't even love him?"
"Who cares about that. I want to get out of that dumb little town we live in. I want to be somebody. Instead of marrying some mechanic and have to scrimp and save all the time." Shirley was propping pillows under her ass so that her cunt was high. Then she parted her knees as far as they'd go and dangled the rubber over her throbbing, juice-covered slit. Squeezing the creamy cum down to the tip, she speared it three or four times with the needle.
"The stuff's still warm. He must have just gotten off whoever it was." Shirley's breath was rapid. Tammy could tell she was aroused. It was a strange and erotic thing to be doing. As a thick white droplet hung from the pierced rubber, Shirley massaged her clit delicately, her other fingers curled back as if she were sipping tea.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh just doing this makes me want to come!"
"Shirley, I think it's a mistake. It could all go wrong."
"I didn't ask your advice." Shirley's hand shook and the first droplet of cum fell into her cunt. She pumped her hips, squeezing the rubber harder. Now a stream of it jetted out of the broken rubber and Shirley used her middle finger to smear the potent sap into her hole. She finger fucked herself like that was more cum dripped down.
"... good and deep," she panted, her hips rocking, a glazed look on her face. "Think I'm gonna come! Yhhesssss! Ohhhhh god, that feels nice. Gotta squeeze out some more!"
With trembling fingers she wrung the rubber of all its cum, then flung it aside. She was breathing hard and fast as tremors of lust swept through her. She pushed the white strings of jizz deep into her cunt, her hips thrusting and squirming, her heels drawn up against her ass.
"Yes, Nate, I'll have your baby now. And you'll damn well pay for the fun you had with me!" Her ass lurched on the pillow. "Ohhhh wow that's good! But not as good as Nate's lovely big cock."
Tammy was excited by all this herself. But she felt weird too. What could she tell Nate about the rubber? She picked it up. It was limp and empty now, a bubble of cum at one of the puncture holes. Shirley was sighing deeply from the throes of her climax. Her cunt was glazed with Nate's fresh cream.
"I've got to get out of here," she mumbled, pushing the door open, slamming it behind her. She stumbled down the corridor, the rubber squeezed in her hand. Her mind tumbled in confusion. What could she do about this awful mess her sister was in? And she knew too that the idea of telling anyone about what Nate had done to her was no longer possible. She would only make a fool of herself. Once on deck, she went to the rail and lifted her hand. She was about to throw the rubber into the sea. Something made her hesitate. She thought of the thousand dollars. She thought what a bastard Nate Johnson was. Then she tightened her fingers around the ruined rubber and pushed it carefully into the small pocket of her bikini.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tammy wandered around the ship for a long time before deciding what to do. She'd considered mending the rubber somehow and putting something into it that looked like jism and extracting the thousand dollars from Nate. But the longer she thought about it, the less she wanted to get herself involved in all this craziness. Yes, her sister was a little twisted, but she couldn't really let herself be a traitor. Not to her own flesh and blood.
Besides what did she care about Nate? He'd forced her to do terrible things, told her lies about why he'd done it. They were lies, weren't they? Tammy couldn't understand why Nate would be excited by her when her big sister Shirley was around.
"He's just as crazy as she is," Tammy said to herself. "Maybe they deserve each other."
For the rest of the day Tammy avoided confronting Nate. She had returned to her cabin and dressed and gone shopping on B deck. She saw him once, a worried look on his face as he hurried through the cluster of small shops. She had hidden behind a rack of clothing in a boutique.
Later, in the dining room, Tammy saw Nate and Shirley together. He looked upset. Shirley was smiling but tense. She seemed to have an air of victory about her. By now Nate surely must've known that the cum in that rubber was deep in Shirley's womb at that moment. And if willpower had anything to do with getting pregnant, Tammy thought her sister was trying as hard as she possibly could.
A few days later, the ship put in on the coast. By now Shirley was nearly always by Nate's side. Their mother seemed to accept all this as natural. Tammy tagged along. But almost every time she glanced at Nate, she found him looking at her. And the looks were something more than innocent. She could tell he was reliving those moments on the ship when he'd felt her up and put his cock in her mouth and finally fucked her half silly.
Tammy was thinking of these times herself. Now that her sister had shown her possessiveness, Tammy was trying to stay at a distance. But though Nate's mastery of her body had repelled her, she couldn't stop the high, hot daydreams of how it had felt. Her cunt had been sore for a week. And even now she woke in the night with his name on her breath.
As the four of them went through the English countryside and on to London, Shirley's look of confidence grew more certain. Nate's nervousness had changed to acceptance. After another week, even his mood brightened. But he never missed an opportunity to be around Tammy. Though he never touched her, she had the feeling that he wanted to. This upset her tremendously. But deep inside her, she was wickedly excited too. Nothing could match the turn-on of that first fucking. As guilty as she felt for having been subjected to such lewd treatment, she still found herself caught up in long reveries about the thongs. Had Nate ever used those things on Shirley?
By the time they had all gotten their plane tickets for the return trip, Shirley's marriage plans were already being talked about. Shirley herself had confided in Tammy that she was indeed pregnant, that her little plan was working like a charm.
"It wasn't as hard as I thought," she told Tammy. "When I told him I wanted to marry him, he didn't threaten or anything. He didn't even challenge me to prove it was his child or anything like that. I know he's not madly in love with me, but I do think he likes me, Tammy. And he's fond of you and mother too. He's told me so. He wants you to stay with us after the marriage."
This unexpected news sent a shiver through Tammy. She felt a mixture of emotions. One said for her to run as fast as she could away from Nate. The other emotion seemed to paralyze her with a kind of frightened excitement. She felt the danger but couldn't move.
By the time Shirley's waist began to disappear, the wedding plans were all set. She began to complain of morning sickness and talk about whether the child would be a boy or girl. Nate seemed to go along with all this. He had just closed a profitable deal concerning a merger with a large European company and had bought a plush estate in the country for him and his new wife and a townhouse in Chicago for his mother-in-law to be. Tammy was to be bridesmaid at the wedding of course. And then she was invited to spend the rest of the summer at the house in Longview. She already had a room of her own there. She felt that somehow this was all wrong. However, she hadn't resisted when Nate had squeezed her hand and given her a hot, hungry look.
On the day of the wedding, she had to keep a small glass of brandy hidden behind a picture on her dresser. She was trying on the lovely gown she would wear at the ceremonies and thinking about her pregnant sister when a tap came at the door.
"Nate!" Tammy stepped back as he swept into the room. His eyes sparkled with mischief. He wore a plaid shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest, French jeans and imported leather boots. She knew he'd been out riding alone on his favorite stallion.
"Aren't you getting dressed a bit early?" he asked. "You're not nervous, are you?"
"I just thought I'd try it on," she murmured, turning to avoid his eyes. Nate took a hand from behind his back. There was a present in it.
"A little gift. I was hoping it would be ready by the time you moved in with us."
"A gift? For me?" Tammy tore the wrapping away. It was a small, eleganty carved box with a lock and key. The key dangled from a chain, something to wear around her neck. "What could it be?" she breathed, feeling strangely damp between her thighs. Nate stood so close to her. She could feel his lust. Nervously, she put the key in the lock and opened the box.
At first she didn't know exactly what it was. There were four bracelets in all, each one done in sterling silver and beautifully engraved. But her face went red when she looked closer at the tiny figures in the engraving. They were scenes showing a variety of erotic positions, all showing the different ways the bracelets could be used. And then she saw that there were chains that came with the set too. The chains and bracelets could be attached in a number of different ways.
"Better than leather, don't you think?" Nate's hand slipped behind her back, caressing her ass as he pulled her against him.
"Nate! You're getting married to my sister today and you give me this?" Tammy was shaking with anger. She felt like flinging the awful present at him and running to tell poor Shirley exactly what was going on.
"You know why I'm marrying your sister. Because of you." Nate caught her wrist as she tried to twist away. "Oh sure, a wife like Shirley will come in handy. Give me a new image-one of stability and responsibility. She's gracious and sophisticated too." Nate lifted one eyebrow. "I'm sure she'll help swing a few big deals for me the way she can charm the gentlemen." His eyes were on Tammy again now. "But you're the one I've been dreaming about all these weeks."
"No!"
Nate was closing one of the bracelets around her thin wrist. It snapped shut. The inside part, the part that touched her skin, was lined with soft leather. Tammy felt a disquieting tingle in the damp heat of her cunt.
"I want to make a little sex princess out of you. I own you now. You'll stay here and live a life of luxury on my estate. No one will think anything about it. All perfectly natural. You and your sister have always been close. And even your mother won't suspect."
"Nate, you're crazy. If you think I liked what you did to me on the ship . . . " The other bracelet clicked shut and Nate brought the two together. They locked fast, handcuffing Tammy's hands before her. Now Nate was running a silver chain through a loop of the cuffs. He reached the loose end up to a metal loop in the wall. Tammy had never noticed the loop until that very moment. She realized now that it had been installed for her.
"I've thought about your dark brown hair and white skin. Those sweet, small tits of yours. Your long legs and flat belly. I've thought about how tight your little twat is!"
"Nate ..." Tammy shook her head hard, tears on her cheeks. "Ohhh Nate, don't do this!" But already he was pulling the chain through the high loop and her cuffed wrists were pulled above her head. Nate pulled the chain until Tammy had to stand on tiptoes. Then he cinched it with another clasp and began to unbutton the front of her bridesmaid's gown.
Tammy thrashed out, trying to kick him. Nate laughed and nodded as if he enjoyed her resistance. But he caught one of her trim ankles and snapped another of the expensive bracelets around it. There was another loop in the wall that Tammy had never noticed. It was behind a small table and as she felt her ankle bracelet attached to it, she knew just how crazy Nate really was.
"Damn you!" she whined, "How long do you think this can last? You'll just end up getting me pregnant too ..."
Nate had unbuttoned the top of the gown and pushed it back to expose her small tits. He licked each one, making the nipples rise with excitement. Then he kissed his way down her belly, pushing her clothes off as he worked his way toward her cunt. Her panties were already sticking to her mound as Nate peeled them.
"You smell like heaven. I'm going to buy you all sorts of expensive, sexy things to wear for me. And from now on, I don't want you to bother with panties. Unless I make you a gift of some. My kind will have an opening in the crotch, as it should be."
Tammy struggled again, trying to kick with her one free foot. Nate caught it and brought it up to his mouth. He sucked each of her toes in turn as she writhed with the unexpected thrills. She'd never experienced anything like that, never guessed that a handsome strong man chewing on her toes would make her clit throb.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhhh stop!"
Nate jerked his clothes off quickly and pressed his body against her. His cock pressed her belly, his mouth devoured her soft lips. Tammy strained against the chained bracelets but couldn't do anything but accept what he did. His finger plowed her young cunt-lips apart and he began to finger-fuck her roughly, deeply.
"NHhhhahaaaahh," she babbled, her hips writhing as if to escape or enjoy the sexy caresses, Tammy wasn't entirely sure which.
It wasn't easy to think with Nate's mouth sucking her own. With his tongue stabbing between her teeth, his cock throbbing feverishly against her navel, He parted her dark-furred cunt-lips again and drew his hips back so that he could rub her juicy pussy with the head of his cock.
"Uhhhhh," Tammy panted. She could tell that the foreskin was drawn back. She could feel the silky texture of his prick as it mingled its jism with her own youthful juices.
"Don't . . . fuck . . . me," she moaned, tossing her head to avoid Nate's hungry mouth. With the bracelets holding her arms high, and one more keeping a leg pulled out to the side, she was in no position to ask for mercy.
Nate rubbed his prick against her cunthole until the juice ran out. Then he thrust upward, lifting her one foot from the floor as Tammy's own weight pushed her throbbing pussy down onto his shaft.
Writhing, panting, whimpering, she was skewered an inch at a time. Her powerful cunt muscles clasped tightly to Nate's cock as it went into her. She hadn't forgotten how it felt, but the passing weeks had dulled her memory somewhat. To have him fucking her again made her feel that old wickedness. The old naughty tension of doing something wrong. And being forced while helplessly bound made erotic thrills surge through her.
Nate was licking her wherever he could. He caressed her lithe naked body, hooking his fingers between her ass and the wall as he thrust and thrust and thrust.
"You're f-f-fucking me! Ohhhhhh god, I forgot how deep you can go!"
"Your sweet little pussy is magnificent," he panted, biting her ear.
"Ohhhh, it hurts."
"It hurts the way you love it to hurt." Nate chewed her shoulder as he held her slim, squirming body against him. His chest mashed her titties down. His belly heaved against her own. She was pressed up against the wall as his cock slid deeper, stretching her dainty cunt flesh apart to make room. Way up inside her pussy she could feel that hot cock head throbbing.
Her dark brown hair tumbled in soft curls over her shoulders, reaching almost to her tits. Nate enjoyed digging his fingers into her locks, holding her head back so he could ravish her mouth. She was too weak with passion to respond now. Being restricted by the chain had made her skin flush and her heart pound. Her pussy was flooding its juices, making the sound of Nate's fucking squishy and sexy.
As hard as she tried not to enjoy the awful thing he was doing, Tammy couldn't block out the consuming pleasure. Her muscles jerked convulsively as the fucking turned into total ecstasy. She began to hump and arch her back, thrusting her mound upward as Nate penetrated her, pulling her cunt hole back as he withdrew. They fucked faster and faster, Tammy working with him now, rubbing the soft squeeze of her hole up and down the rigid shaft of his big prick. The contrast between her softness and his hardness was excruciatingly thrilling. She panted loudly, making obscene little cries of half-words as her climax shimmered near.
"Yiiiiikes! Ohhhhhh wow, wow, woweeee!"
Her young ass thumped against the wall as she came. Nate licked her neck and mouth and gave her his cock again and again, the head swelling to strip pleasure from the tightness of her pussy.
"Yeah baby. Just go ahead and get it, get it good!"
"Ohhh, Nate-ohhhh damn you to hell for doing th-th-this! Uhhhhhhh, Ahhhhh!"
Tammy could no longer control herself at all. Her slim hips lurched and bucked. Her nipples had risen as if to beg for more attention from Nate's mouth. He sucked them wetly, his tongue flicking the aroused nubs until she thought she'd lose her mind from the pleasure that rippled up and down her body. Her cunt tightened now, milking at the big, pulsing cock that filled it.
"Babeeee!" Nate gasped, his balls drawing up against the base of his shaft.
"Mhhhhuuuhhh," Tammy gasped as she gave in to the aching thrills. Her clit throbbed. Her ass muscles puckered with tension. Inside she was convulsing, her pussy drawing at the head of Nate's cock, sucking for the thick cum he kept in his balls.
The jerking throes of his climax mingled with hers as he spurted. They kissed, Tammy giving her open mouth to him, letting him do whatever he had to do. She wanted it all now. At this moment she could behave in no other way. Her whole being was quivering with ecstasy. She wanted to be rubbed and touched and speared with Nate's lovely, wicked cock!
His thrusts came hard and fast. She gave a growling moan as she took eight inches of thick, hot cock. Then he was moving slower, more gently. Tammy rocked her hips, panting, whining, dying in the glory of the fuck she'd had.
"Ohhh, Nate," she said when she'd recovered enough to think straight again. "What if Shirley had come looking for you? I mean, this is simply terrible. On your wedding day too."
"Shirley is in town. So is your mother. And when the wedding is over and your mother is safe in her townhouse in Chicago and Shirley is busy with her own interests ..."
"Nate, you can't. You just can't."
"I've already enrolled you in an exclusive private school. That way I can keep tabs on your activities.
You see, I donated the school quite a sum of money recently." He moved his cock inside her. Though it was wilting some, it still brought another tingle of pleasure. Tammy hung her head. She felt like a slave to this crazed sex maniac.
"I've even begun to monitor your periods. That's why I wasn't afraid of pumping you full of come cum today."
"My periods! You knew I just had one?"
Nate unlocked the bracelets. He kissed her mouth quickly and Tommy couldn't find the presence of mind to resist. Her thighs were coated with white jizz. Her clit still throbbed. Nate touched her face gently.
"I've got an hour to get dressed before the wedding," he told her. "I hope you think of me while you're standing up there beside your sister."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Despite her attempt to concentrate on the ceremony and be properly awed and happy by it all, Tammy couldn't do it. Her poor little cunt was all swollen under the silken gown she wore. And something embarrassing had happened just before the walk down the aisle with her bouquet. Going against Nate's orders, she'd put on a pair of panties. But suspecting this, he cornered her in the foyer and ordered her to strip them off.
"Here?" she'd protested. Nate pulled her into the study and closed the door.
"Now. Give them to me."
Blushing violently, Tammy peeled the damp-crotched things off and handed them over. Nate nuzzled them like he wanted to eat them, then stuffed them in his pocket and led her out of the room on his arm.
As the preacher pronounced Shirley and Nate man and wife, Tammy's pussy throbbed and juiced under the cover of her gown. She could still feel those expensive, beautiful bracelets. In fact, they were locked on her, with the key in Nate's pocket. It reminded her constantly that she was at his beck and call. Forgetting the ones on her wrists from time to time wasn't so hard. But the ones on her ankles made her tingle almost constantly. She wanted to hate the way they made her feel. But much of the time she found those old daydreams swelling back, making her pant, making her pussy swell even plumper, its juicy surfaces primed and ready.
When Nate pushed Shirley's veil back and kissed her, he looked straight at Tammy over his new wife's shoulder. Her nostrils flared as she nervously fingered one of her bracelets. How could she let this man make such a slave of her? How could she break away from him? Her mind would flounder whenever she tried to think along these lines. And in the middle of a reverie, Nate would touch her. His big, warm hand closing around her arm for an instant.
The honeymoon was a short one. Nate had said he had to get back to work on another merger he planned. Tammy began school at the private academy Nate had chosen. She didn't even mind the blue skirt and blazer and knee socks she was forced to wear. Nate conceded the fact that she couldn't very well keep her ankle bracelets on while attending classes. But as soon as she came home each day, she was expected to lock them in place.
On the day Nate returned from his honeymoon, he picked Tammy up at school. As she slid into the seat of his luxurious Lincoln, she couldn't bear to meet his eyes. He caressed her mane of dark hair.
"It's been three days," he whispered, his smile soft. She trembled. Don't let me give in, she told herself. "You look beautiful in that school uniform. Even younger than I remember you."
"These knee socks are silly," Tammy said.
"No. I like them." Nate started the car and pulled out into traffic. As soon as they'd taken the ramp to the interstate, he accelerated past the speed limit to keep traffic behind them.
"Pull up your skirt, Tammy."
Tammy stared straight ahead. Her cheeks were hot. But slowly, she eased the blue skirt up.
"Higher."
She did what she was told, bunching it around her waist finally. Her naked cunt sent an aroma of musk up to her nose. She was hot. Hotter than she should be. It was Nate, the way he was looking at her.
"I'm glad to see you're following my orders. No panties."
"Yes Nate."
"Now I want you to excite yourself."
"What?"
"Use your finger. I want to watch."
Blushing, Tammy began to rub her finger up and down her pussy. Her outer cunt-lips parted easily. She looked straight ahead as she did this, feeling guiltier by the minute. If Shirley knew . . .
"Nate, I feel funny doing this in broad daylight. And in front of you."
"Unzip me."
"Nate, we're on the highway!"
"There are no other cars around. And anyway, they couldn't see what you're doing."
With trembling fingers Tammy unzipped Nate's fly. She saw immediately that he wore no underwear. His huge cock seemed to spring up against her hand before she could withdraw it.
"I don't want ..."
"It's not what you want. It's what I want." Nate reached a hand over to caress one of her naked thighs. The shiver made her gasp. She could feel her muscles inside going crazy. It was all coming back. How Nate had hung her up on the wall and fucked her.
"Don't you feel anything at all for Shirley anymore?"
"Shirley's caught up in her pregnancy right now. She doesn't miss my fucking."
"Nate, I . . . "
"Take off your shoes now."
Tammy did. Nate reached into the glove compartment and pulled out the box where her ankle bracelets were kept. He made her click the ornate things in place. She was already wearing her wrist bracelets.
"Now smear some of your sweet juice onto my cock," Nate ordered.
Kneeling beside him, Tammy felt compelled to obey. He had looped the chain attaching her ankle bracelets through the small rings in the silver circles around her wrists. Though her movements weren't restricted too much, Tammy felt what Nate wanted her to feel-that she was his slave, there to do his bidding. And despite this degradation, she was excited too. Her hot cunt flooded juice as she smeared her fingers along the dainty flesh and wiped them gingerly across the swollen head of Nate's cock.
He made her pull the foreskin back, exposing the surface of his knob so that it throbbed with blood a few inches away from her frightened eyes. She smeared more of her juice onto it, reaching back between her legs, getting some on her fingers and wiping it around the ridged part of his tip until his whole cock trembled and Nate was breathing fast.
His cock heated up her fluids and sent a musky scent wafting through the car.
"Remember what you did to me that time I caught you in the sauna?"
"It was what you did to me," she whimpered.
"I want you to do it now. Suck my cock, Tammy."
"Nate! You can't make me. I won't! You're married to my sister and I'm only a kid and Nate grabbed the chain connecting her bracelets and pulled her close. His mouth covered hers, his tongue probing between her teeth. Tammy was afraid he'd wreck the car. She began to squirm and whimper.
"Now, do as I told you."
Tammy clutched his throbbing cock in both hands and peeled the foreskin back. She was shaking like a leaf. But her mouth was full of saliva. She closed her eyes, not willing to see that thing so close as she lowered her mouth. Her lips caressed the taut, fevered skin and she let her head rock from side to side smearing his tip with spit.
The car swerved into the other lane for a moment before Nate was able to bring it back onto his side of the road.
"You're tongue is so damned soft!" he whispered.
"Nhhuuhh," Tammy moaned, nostrils flared with an excitement she couldn't explain. It felt so fat with blood! It throbbed against her lower lip like it might explode. She hadn't felt like this when Nate had forced her to do those awful things during their shipboard vacation.
She squeezed his shaft with both hands, swaying her head faster, her lips pooching out as she rubbed them all around his flared cock head.
"Go on down, sweet baby," he groaned. "Take it in your mouth."
Tammy let his cockhead go behind her teeth, then bit down lightly around Nate's shaft. Now her tongue flicked, swathing more spit across his overheated flesh. Nate slowed down and she felt the car descend a slanted exit ramp. He turned again and drove only for a mile or so before taking a dirt road. All the while, she sucked gently on his cocktip, her tongue moving with excruciating slowness. She was becoming very excited herself.
Now Tammy realized it was the shape as much as anything. The shape of Nate's big, throbbing cock. It seemed to fit so perfectly into the soft hollow of her tongue. When she licked it slowly, lapping forward and back, he groaned and his shaft seemed to grow more rigid. He had his pants yanked open all the way now and was gasping for Tammy to grab his balls.
It was the first time in her life her fingers had ever curled around a man's balls and she squeezed gently, afraid she might hurt him. She'd heard that males were tender there. The spongy orbs slipped around inside his sac and made her feel strange-all his cum came from those two hot balls. Her mouth bobbed up and down now, her lips stripping along his shaft, her tongue suckling noisily at the hot plum of his pricktip.
Nate stopped the car. Tammy hadn't been able to see where they were, but she could hear wind blowing through the trees and birds twittering. Nate pushed her head down, making more of his cock slip into her mouth. Now his tip was going between her tonsils and he'd squirmed around on the seat so he could pump his hips.
"Ohhhmmmmm," she babbled, writhing as his tip threatened to choke her.
"Okay, baby, that's enough. Good girl." He pulled her up and kissed her wet, hot mouth. Then he pushed her backward on the seat. He looked wild. He wriggled out of his pants and skivvies and began fooling with the chain that was connected to her bracelets.
"Ohhh Nate, you always scare me so bad! I don't want to keep doing this. It's so wrong!"
But the chain had already been looped through the arm rest on her side of the car and locked into her ankle cuffs. He pulled everything tight. Tammy's hands were pulled behind her neck, her knees bent. With a gasp of excitement, Nate pushed his swollen cock into her pussy, found her hole and thrust powerfully.
Tammy writhed in panic as she felt herself being skewered.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh god, it's so big! It feels even bigger than last time!"
But Nate didn't hesitate. He shoved it in quickly, plunging his ass, kissing her small tits, his hands busy on the rest of her body.
There was no hesitation to see if she was enjoying it. He thrust and fucked and sucked the breath from her mouth before Tammy could even think about resisting him. Besides, she knew better. Nate always got his way. That was what the cuffs were for. To remind her always that he was boss. His cock made a wet sound as it slid in and out of her young, tight cunt.
"Ohhhh!" he cried, pumping even faster.
"Ohhhhh Christ!"
As his hot cum spurted, Tammy turned her head to the side and wept. But she wasn't weeping because she'd been made to fuck him again. Part of her tension was because he'd excited her and not finished her off. Her ass plunged back as she tried to make a climax out of the little tickle around her clit. It was too late. Nate was wiggling happily, enjoying the dying spasms of his climax. She felt a wet dribble of jism sliding down the crack of her ass.
Nate pulled his cock free and made her lick it clean. Tammy used her tongue to get all the white, slick cum off. As awful a thing as he was making her do, she was excited when she swallowed the thick jism.
"I'm going to see that you get a secret allowance from me. That is if you promise to keep it a secret."
"I suppose I'm getting pretty good at keeping secrets," Tammy murmured, avoiding his eyes.
"Let's get out of the car."
Nate made Tammy keep the bracelets and chains on. He'd wound one around her waist now so that her arms were kept down at her sides. All she wore besides the ankle and wrist bracelets was a pair of blue knee socks. Nate walked a little behind her as they went down a path into the woods. She could hear him panting. He was naked too, and she expected him to jump on her at any moment. But she knew too that it took a man a little while to recover his hard-on after spurting cum. Nate's jism leaked down her thighs as she stumbled along.
"There," he pointed to a small, grassy place between some trees. He came up behind her and began to feel her body, running his fingers over her nipples until they jutted out proud and firm. Tammy was too confused and breathless to know whether she liked or hated Nate. But she couldn't help but respond to what he was doing. Now his fingers were rubbing her plump pussy. He parted the dark curls and stroked up and down her slit until her juices had started to flow again. She was a mess down there. She was cummy and hot and the slightest movement of her hips rubbed her clit. Nate felt it too.
"You make me crazy," he said. "Shirley is a beautiful young woman and I love to fuck her, but you're the one who makes me lose my mind. I look at you and I want to do naughty things to you. Some girls bring that out in a man. You're one of those kind of girls."
"No! Don't say that, Nate ..."
"On your knees."
"Oh god, Nate, when will it ever end?" Tammy dropped to her knees in the long, soft grass. Nate pushed her forward so that she had to support herself on her knees. She crawled a few yards before she felt him kneel behind her. He grabbed her waist and began to rub his rigid cock against her moist cuntflesh. Tammy cried out in surprise. His prick was hard again, throbbing against her to make her juices drip down over the length of it, wetting his balls now.
"Tell me how bad you want it."
"I want it!" Tammy was crazed with a desire to feel that itchy ecstasy that always drove her mad. She worked her hips around wildly. It was so strange to be messed with while she was on her hands and knees. She'd seen animals doing it like this. But she'd never imagined that she would end up with a man trying to shove his cock into her from the rear.
"Nhhuuuhhh, Nate . . . !"
Grabbing her slim hips, Nate wedged his cocktip between her fat cunt-lips and plunged his hips. The sound of her satiny pussy being stabbed with his cockhead made her squeal. She felt it going deep, deep into the fever of her pussy. She writhed on that cock, her head hanging between her arms.
Nate fucked her fast for awhile. Tammy thought she was going to come for sure. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to forget all the nastiness she'd been forced to submit to. She just wanted that moment of pleasure, that shivery tremor of total joy. But Nate wouldn't give it to her. When he felt her muscles tightening and her breathing grow ragged, he'd slow down and stop.
"Oh Nate! I can't stand being tortured much longer. Please make me come!"
For what seemed like forever, Nate didn't move. His huge cock surged as it was squeezed by her hungry muscles. Tammy would writhe and pump and wiggle, but she couldn't quite make it happen.
"You're learning what it's all about," Nate breathed, licking her ear until she was panting like a dog. Her nipples were firm and her cunt was a swollen, glossy mess. Again, Nate began to fuck her. He increased the rhythm of his movements, hugging her thin waist, biting her shoulder, petting her swollen clit with a gentle forefinger.
This time Tammy just knew she was going to make it. She groaned as the lust seemed to ripple over her body, as Nate's cock bulged huge inside her. The loving fucking, the pulsing power of the long, thick cock was driving her crazy.
"Yesss!" she sighed, hurrying, rushing toward that brink of devastating ecstasy. But it was not to be. Before her muscles spasmed in the final explosion, Nate pulled his cock out of her and stood up. He used his foot to push her onto her back in the grass of the small meadow. Then he stood there, pumping his cock with his hand.
As Tammy writhed in sexual torture on the ground, Nate's hot cum leaped out from his cockhead. It came down onto her body in long strings. She felt the heat of his cream across her flesh. She pumped her hips frantically and tried to get a hand down to finish herself off. But the cuffs restrained her. She had to squirm there as Nate's cum bathed her nipples and face and belly.
At last he pulled her to her feet and walked her back to the car. Tammy was so weak from wanting a climax that she could hardly walk the last few yards. Nate cleaned her up with some water he'd brought. By now she was shivering. She wanted to die. She'd never been so ashamed, so totally degraded.
Nate only smiled. Like he thought it was all a joke. He kissed her mouth and when she clung to him and pushed her tongue into his mouth, he just smiled more and nodded as if he'd planned the whole thing.
"That's a girl. You'll be rewarded, don't worry."
"Damn you. I hate you."
"No you don't, baby. No you don't."
Nate even helped her dress, kissing her breasts gently before covering them with her bra. He licked her shoulders before buttoning up her blouse.
Tammy felt ill from all the over-excitement. She couldn't stop trembling. Her cunt would not stop throbbing. And none of the swelling had gone down. She squirmed against the seat as Nate drove back toward the highway. She wanted to come so bad. So very bad!
CHAPTER NINE
Just before supper, Tammy was so miserable she poured herself a glass of wine. But even the alcohol didn't help. She had watched Shirley kissing Nate in the front room when he'd brought her home from school. Then after a few feels, the two of them had slipped upstairs. Shirley had been rubbing Nate's cock as they'd disappeared into their bedroom.
"Oh god, I think I'm losing my mind." Tammy moaned as she drank more wine. Maybe I should tell my dear sister that her husband didn't just pick me up at school. Maybe Shirley should know that her husband just loves to run his big old cock into my pussy whenever he gets the chance, Tammy thought, knowing she wouldn't say a word. She couldn't. Not with poor Shirley about to have a baby.
But the wine had loosened her inhibitions and she sneaked upstairs and down the hall toward the bedroom Nate shared with his new wife. The door had not been tightly closed and Tammy edged closer, her face close to the wall. Now she could see them. Nate was naked and he was slipping Shirley's dress up over her shoulders. Tammy could see that her sister was showing now, her belly pushing out as the baby grew inside her. Nate felt her pussy and guided her back toward the edge of the bed. The mattress was high and Shirley lay back so that her cunt was right at the edge of it, her knees drawn up.
Not able to put his full weight on her, Nate guided his cock into her pussy while he stood. Then he leaned forward, but braced his weight on his hands as he fucked his rigid shaft deep into Shirley's hot cunt hole.
"Ohhh darling, I guess we won't be able to do this much longer. But I love it."
"You're hot aren't you? I can feel your muscles squeezing down on me."
"I almost come every time I think of you. And when your cock is thrusting inside me ... " Shirley's eyes closed and she worked her hips up and down. Tammy envied her. Even if there was a baby inside her destroying her figure, she was going to have a nice climax. That was more than Nate would give her anymore.
"Ohhhh," Shirley groaned as Nate speared his cock in and out of her rapidly. "Ohhhhh god in heaven, that's nice! Ohhhh darling, kiss my tits! Ohhhhh, bite them a little."
As Shirley came, Nate mauled her big tits with his mouth, his balls slapping forward against her ass, his throbbing prick gouging pure pleasure from her slippery, feverish cunt.
Shirley came with a sharp squeal, her ass thumping the edge of the mattress, her red fingernails clawing Nate's shoulders. With a final shudder she clung to him, a big smile on her face.
"Didn't you come, darling?" Shirley asked.
"Not yet."
"Then let me suck you! Oh yes, you'll like that, won't you?"
"You're damn right I will."
Nate stood there while his pregnant wife slipped to her knees before him. She took his cock into her mouth, took it deep. Tammy was awed by Shirley's expertise. It looked like all eight inches of Nate's prick were being pulled down her sister's throat. And the slurpy, gurgling noises she made were very erotic.
Nate's face changed. He held Shirley's face between his hands, his belly taut with excitement, his ass cheeks going hard.
"Mmmmmmm," Shirley cooed, her eyes widening as her husband's cock expanded inside her mouth.
"Ahhhhhh!" Nate gasped and a shudder went through his body. Tammy bit her lip. The sight of people enjoying fucking so freely made her feel envious. All Nate had done was torture her, tease her. When she caught herself thinking this, it shamed and shocked her. Did she actually want to fuck Nate? Was she being drawn to him, was she beginning to crave his cock? Was she just waiting for the next time he tied her up and did awful things to her?
"I'm coming baby," Nate gasped, holding Shirley's head with both hands. She suckled noisily, her lips sliding up and down his shaft, her tongue wallowing around his swollen cocktip until the handsome man shuddered again and let his head fall back.
Tammy could almost count the spurts. And every time another white bubble appeared at the corner of her big sister's lips, she cursed herself for every having gone on that ocean voyage. Nate had turned her into something different than she'd been before.
"Mmmmmmm," Shirley cooed, licking her chin now, smiling up at her husband.
"I suppose you've got to go to the shower your friends are giving for you."
"I'm late already. But it was worth it."
Tammy went back to her room. She started throwing things into her knapsack. She wasn't going to stay around here watching this. Not when Nate intentionally got her hot and then wouldn't make her come. It was enough to drive anybody crazy. And what was worse, Tammy didn't really know how she felt. She was still so confused over what was taking place. The guilt of playing with her own sister's husband, or having to submit to his games, was making her sick.
She threw on a skirt and sweater, glad to be out of her school things. Before leaving her room, she did her long, dark hair in braids, put on red lipstick and made up her eyes. She was trying to look older so she wouldn't be suspected while buying a bus ticket for Chicago.
When she heard Shirley drive away, Tammy knew it was her chance to sneak out. She couldn't let Nate know of course, or he was sure to stop her.
It seemed his whole plan for her was to make her as miserable as possible. But she'd had enough. Though weak from desire, she went quietly downstairs and headed for the front door. She'd opened it and was about to hurry down the walk and down the street when a big hand went around her arm and she was slammed up against the wall of the entranceway. "Nate!"
"You didn't think you could get away this easy, did you?"
"Oh, Nate, why don't you let me go back to my mother? You're only making me miserable and guilty by keeping me here. I don't want to be with you and Shirley. You're married now and ..."
Nate wound a silver chain around her neck, then pushed her hands up, connecting each bracelet into the links. Then he stripped up her sweater, exposing her bare, warm tits. Tammy wriggled, trying to get around him. It was no good. He had jerked her skirt up now and was rubbing a finger back and forth against her pantycrotch. She was ashamed that she was already wet. It made Nate smile to discover this.
"I've got you exactly where I want you."
"Nhhhooo!"
"Yeah. Hot all the time. Hungry for it. You'd do anything if I'd fuck you now, wouldn't you?"
"Of course not! I don't want you to . . .
"Like hell." He had pulled her panties to one side and was hooking a finger up into her hole. As he began to finger-fuck her, Tammy felt her thigh muscle twitch. A throbbing had begun up inside her. Her muscles squeezed hungrily at the spearing shape of Nate's finger. He felt the rippling tightness and his eyes showed excitement.
"You're hot all the time now, aren't you?"
"Uhhhhh, ohhhhh Nate, why don't you do something? You're driving me crazy?"
"Begging for it."
"I . . . I . . . can't think straight anymore."
"Maybe this will help." Nate jerked her panties down, leaving them to dangle around one of her ankles. Then he dragged her to the front room and threw her across a sofa. His cock looked bigger than Tammy had ever seen it. The head was a dark purple, glistening with his own juice. He kept the foreskin stretched back as he wiped it back and forth across her chin. At last she opened her mouth with a moan and sucked the enormous knob against the roof of her mouth.
Nate straddled her there on the sofa, holding her head so he could fuck her mouth. Tammy writhed and bucked, her naked cunt throbbing violently. She thought she was losing her mind.
But after pushing his tip down her throat a few times, Nate drew it back and wallowed his hips down between her trembling, parted thighs.
Tammy threw her head back as that thick cock went into her. She could feel every throbbing inch. She felt her cunt expanding and contracting around the penetration. Her hands were clenched, the knuckles white as the bracelets dug into her flesh when she tried to bring her arms down. The chain would tighten around her neck then but Tammy didn't even mind that. She lurched her hips violently, damning Nate Johnson under her breath while she prayed that this time he wouldn't leave her dangling.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhhh god yessss!"
"How much do you like it?"
"I love it! I've got to have it."
"Every day?"
"Every hour if you'd give it to me . . "
"You love my cock inside you, don't you?"
"I live for that, Nate! Ohhhh Nate, fuck me harder! Ohhh make it go in real deep now! Yhhesss! Like that ..."
Nate had grabbed her ankles now and was bending her knees, pulling her feet upward. Keeping his cock inside her, he wound another chain around her waist, locking it and then snapping her ankle bracelets into the chain. He pushed her sharply bent knees wide apart and began to fuck her again.
"Uhhhhhhh," Tammy panted, more excited than ever because of her bondage. She couldn't move her hands down to protect her titties, nor could she straighten her bent legs. She was completely helpless to whatever Nate wanted to do. What he wanted to do was push his enormous cock so deep into her cunt that she'd never be the same again.
"Nate! Ohhhh Nate, it's huge! It's swelling so big on the end, it's gonna kill me! And I don't care! I want to die if it feels like this."
Nate dug his hands into her soft flesh. He petted her willowy body, kissing her mouth so hard that she knew her lipstick was being smeared all over the place. Her belly quivered as he pressed down against it. His prickshaft dug deeper. Her clit was a throbbing nub of glossy, super-sensitive flesh. The slightest touch made her spasm.
Nate was sucking on her tits now, working one deep into his mouth until the nipple pulsed. Tammy could feel each excruciating swipe of his tongue. She arched her back up from the sofa cushions, her slim hips lurching from side to side as Nate thrust his cock into her slowly now. He withdrew it just as slowly, making her babble as if she were mad. When she felt his plump cock head rest just inside her muscled opening, Tammy writhed her ass hungrily, her teeth bared, her eyes glazed with lust.
"Damn you, Nate! Ohhhh damn you, put it into me! Give it to me hard! Ohhhhh fuck me!"
"You really want it, don't you?" He was smiling, his fingers cupping one of her tits up so he could lick the dark, turgid nipple.
"Yes! I want it so bad!"
"An inch?" he teased, giving her just that and no more.
With the inch of cock inside her tight pussy, Tammy bucked up and down, trying to rub the glorious shimmers of pure pleasure that seemed to eat away at her poor little cunt. It tickled in a way that could drive a person insane. Her teeth clicked together with the tension. Nate pushed his tongue between her lips and cupped her smooth, pert ass cheeks while she squirmed there in his hands.
"Ghhhaaaah!"
"You love to fuck. That's what I was out to prove."
"Okay, you proved it!"
"Then you'll stay here with Shirley and me?"
"Yes. I'll do anything you say. Just fuck me!"
Nate pushed his cock as deep into her as it would go. Tammy gurgled in her throat, sighing with relief as she felt the heat of his prick fill her and stretch her out. Way up inside her cunt she could tell that her flesh was being moved around to make room for Nate's fantastic cock. When she tilted her hips sharply, the thrills pounded through her pussy as the smoothly rounded head gouged against her insides. Her satin flesh smeared its juices over Nate's knob as she wiggled and jerked. He clutched her harder, his mouth hungrier now, his breath coming in short, hot gasps.
"You lovely little bitch. I've always wanted to have you like this. I can't let you get away."
Tammy jerked her hands as she felt Nate's cock throb inside her. It was going to spurt her full of hot cum and she didn't even care. She tried to straighten her legs, but the chains and bracelets restricted her, reminding Tammy that she was Nate's sex slave.
Her body bucked wildly now, her back arching and humping, her hips lurching as she tightened her cunt muscles, milking at the lovely, throbbing shaft of Nate's prick.
"Ohhh Nate, I'm gonna come! Ohhhhhh god, I need it so bad!"
He mouthed her titties, licking her small, hard nipples as the spasms tore up through her body. Tammy bit her lip. Her eyes rolled. Her breath came in shuddering convulsions as the pleasure jolted her again and again and again.
"Nhhhhaaaahh!" she bleated, hips plunging furiously now. She felt like a bow pulled to the extent of its flexibility. She felt like a live wire, the sparks jazzing through her with more ecstasy than she could bear. But her ravished cunt kept pulling, kept sucking at Nate's huge prick until the storm of lust inside her peaked and began to subside at last.
When she lay under him shivering and whimpering, he eased his cock out of her body.
"You . . . didn't come?" she managed to say.
"I thought you might be hungry. Since I've been making you wait so long, I can wait too, you see."
"... hungry," Tammy repeated. She was up pulled up into a sitting position. Before she could focus on what was happening, Nate pushed his cock into her mouth. He went quickly into her throat, giving short, excited jerks with his ass as her tongue went wild. Yes, she was hungry. She wanted his hot cum in her belly!
It didn't take Nate even a minute before his balls exploded. Tammy could feel the rippling of his thick cum as it went up inside his cocktube, then fountained onto her tongue. Her lips caressed every curve of his shaft as she bobbed her head like he wanted. His cream spurted and boiled from the tiny slitted eye. She gulped it down and sucked for more. Until at last even Nate was satisfied and moaned for her to stop.
"Good girl. Now I'd better let you loose so you can make yourself presentable. We wouldn't want Shirley to get any funny ideas, would we?"
"No Nate. I suppose we wouldn't. But ..."
"Go on. What's on your mind?"
"Tonight. I know I won't be able to sleep. The more you fuck me, the more I want. What can I do if I wake up in the middle of the night?"
"I am married to your sister you know. I'm going to have to keep up appearances."
"Oh Nate, sometimes I need you so badly?" Nate had undone the chain holding her bracelets now and she flung herself at him, her mouth hot against his shoulder. She rubbed her small tits across his chest. Nate jerked her rumpled sweater down though and made her stop.
"It's good for you to go without. That way the next time I grab you, you'll be wet and ready."
"You're cruel."
"I give you what you want. Don't I?"
"But not enough. Not nearly enough."
"Come on, have a glass of wine and calm down. You get lots more fucking than most girls your age."
Tammy drank the wine Nate handed her. But she still wasn't satisfied with his answer. She was thinking. Thinking of what she might do that night if she woke up with the hornies.
But Tammy didn't have to worry about waking up with the hornies. She never even got to sleep.
She'd heard Shirley return, heard Nate take his wife into their bedroom. Tammy fidgeted and felt of her hot, firm twat and decided at last to sneak down the hall to Nate's room. She knew that for the duration of Shirley's pregnancy the two of them had separate beds.
Tammy had on a shorty nightgown without the matching panties. She was barefoot and hot to trot and she wanted to get back at Nate some way. And she had a secret that she still might be able to use too. It was likely that Nate didn't know yet just exactly how soundly Shirley slept. Tammy did. She'd roomed with her big sis all her life and knew that almost any noise would not awaken her. Tammy had even dropped a glass on the bathroom floor v with the door open and Shirley had not so much as stirred. She was going to use this knowledge now as she crept nearer to the bedroom Nate and Shirley shared.
Nate was asleep as she eased into the darkened room and closed the door behind her. She could hear Shirley's smooth and even breathing too. It didn't take Tammy long to find Nate's bed. And by now her eyes were getting used to the dark. She could see his face, his bare chest. Did he sleep in the nude? She'd know soon enough.
Nate stirred a bit as she crawled into his bed and made her way up along his body. But he didn't start coming awake until she'd pulled the sheet back and straddled his waist. Yes, he was naked. And his cock looked half-hard already.
"What . . . ?" he hissed, as she pressed her long, lean body down against his belly and chest. She lifted her nighty so he could feel her hard little nipples. Then she nuzzled her wet mouth against his neck and whispered hotly into his ear.
"Hello, Nate. I thought I'd just sneak in and tell you how much I love you."
"Good god, Tammy, if Shirley wakes up ... "
"That would be awful, wouldn't it?" Tammy breathed in reply. She had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. "But then I could tell her exactly what you've been doing to me all these weeks. I could tell her about the incidents on the boat. And what you did to me on her wedding day."
"Tammy, god damn it."
"You'd better be quiet. Shirley might hear you." Tammy reached her hand back along Nate's muscled body, her long fingers going around his cock. She held it up against her cunt as she worked her hips forward and back. The full length of her silken-lined cunt smeared juice over his cockhead. Nate moaned, trying to smother his excitement against the pillow. Tammy kissed him on the mouth. She had his tip against her cunthole now and was pressing back.
"You can't do this!" he whispered. He sounded near panic.
"But I am doing it. Mmmmmm, that feels nice. Ohhhh there, I'm opening up now. Can't you feel my muscles sliding around your tip? Can't you feel it going up into me? Don't you think I'm nice and slick and hot?"
"Yes god damn it, but ... "
Tammy shut him up with her mouth. She was plunging her hips now, working herself back inch by inch, skewering her cunt on Nate's rigid prick. For it was rigid now. Throbbing too. The head bulged inside her. She grabbed his balls and squeezed them so tight that Nate grunted deep in his throat.
"I'm not tied up now. You are." It was true. Though she had no ropes or chains, it was Nate who was helpless under her wriggling adolescent body. "You like it like this?"
"Tammy, you . . . ohhhh god. Ohhhh god damn, you're tight!"
"Better not moan too loud. Wouldn't Shirley just die if she woke up to see this?"
"Please Tammy, don't make any noise."
Tammy's hips rocked, then lurched up and down again. Her juice leaked down both thighs. Kneeling over him like that made his cock go so deep!
"Sometimes I can't help making noise. When I come, I just have to scream."
"Tammy, I'm begging you." Nate gasped as her pussy gave a spasm. "I'll do anything if you don't wake Shirley."
"I want a big allowance. A thousand dollars a month. You can afford it. I'd think that's reasonable enough for such a cooperative sister-in-law like me."
"Okay. You'll get it."
"Mmmmmmmm, so nice! So nice and hard!" Tammy wiggled her ass, sinking down on Nate's cock until her juicy pussy was rubbing his balls slick. She worked and plunged and felt the itchy goodness rippling through her body.
"Tammy, I'm gonna come if you don't keep still."
"Then come," she panted, "cause I am too!"
Tammy had to bite blood from her bottom lip to keep from crying out. But as the spasms of joy knifed through her she was dreaming of the thousand-dollar allowance she'd just extracted from Nate. And her feverish cunt was bathed with his hot cum now. She could feel the jerking spurts and see the tense agony of pleasure on Nate's face.
"Like me?" she breathed, small voice tremoring as she pumped her ass joyfully.
"Love you, you crazy little whore," Nate whispered back, his hands caressing each perfect cheek of her ass, his cock lurching and spurting and sending her into paradise.
