We are pleased to present this new manuscript by author, Grace Wilkinson. An admirable job has been done here in presenting the facts as they may fall regarding one of many families in the United States who find themselves in a similar predicament to that of the Waterfords.
Mrs. Wilkinson has used the poignant vehicle of a young idealistic girl, newly married into a rural family to point out what can happen to the young and unprepared when faced with new and unknown situations.
It is curious to note that Sally does an admirable job of holding up under the almost unbearable strains of her new family life. Faced with an insensitive husband, a mocking brother-in-law and a sister-in-law whose hostility is blatant, Sally proves that she can roll with the punches and ends up by the final climactic pages of this fast-paced novel a Waterford just like the rest of them.
Whether this is a situation to be desired or not, we will leave up to the reader to decide, but one thing is certain: Sally Waterford has become united with her husband as well as her husband's family, for better or for worse.
Anyone who has ever lived in a small town can easily recognize the characters that this exciting, hard-hitting novel offers. They have always existed and always will, and no amount of education or aid is going to change that.
This novel peels back the hypocritical facade that has lain for so long over such intimate family groups, and we welcome this candid attempt at presenting such anomalies in a human and novel light.
-The Publishers
CHAPTER ONE
"There it is, honey...Waterford Mansion!" Bryan laughed as he pointed through the windshield to the big old house that was perched on top of a hill at the edge of Grangerville, Massachusetts. It looked like anything but a mansion, but it was big, and it did belong to the Waterfords. Sally felt her heart thumping loudly as she looked at the place. So this was going to be where she and her new husband would be living for the next year! She'd seen pictures, of course, but she hadn't imagined the place looking quite so imposing. She thought she saw someone peek out of a window as their car approached, but then the curtain was pulled and she couldn't see who it was. Nervously, Sally smoothed back her auburn hair, wondering if she should have pinned it back rather than letting it flow loosely to her shoulders for this first meeting with her new husband's family. But it was too late now to do anything about it. Already she could see them coming out of the house, and she knew from the way they looked that they had to be Bryan's brother and sister, Jack and Ella.
Bryan honked his horn as he pulled to a halt in front of the door, and the couple ran down the porch steps to greet them.
"WELL, WELL, WELL...BLESS MY SOUL!" Jack cried, whacking his younger brother on the back and looking at Sally. "Look what Bryan's brought home!"
Sally felt distinctly uncomfortable as she tried to withstand Jack's forthright gaze. His eyes were full of mischief and his lips seemed curled in a perpetually sardonic smile. But Sally kept trying to remember what Bryan had told her about his brother; she wasn't to let him get under her skin, as he was always joking and carrying on. She smiled bravely back at him, although there was something about her husband's older brother that she instinctively didn't like.
"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!" Jack was saying as he pumped Sally's hand as though he might never let it go. "Isn't she, Ella?"
Sally had almost forgotten about her new sister-in-law, and when the girl stepped forward she was surprised to see how much she resembled Bryan.
"Hello...."Ella said. "Yes...she's very pretty. I'm Ella.. . come on in...you must be really tired!"
Bryan started getting the bags out of the trunk, and Sally looked back toward him helplessly as Jack and Ella led her up to the house. It was almost as though she were afraid of being alone with them, although she felt she could cope with anything as long as Bryan was there with her.
"Yes...yes," she said, "we are a bit tired." They had driven all night from Maryland right after the wedding, and now it was early morning when they'd finally arrived.
Sally sat down on a big plumped up sofa in the old-fashioned living room and looked around her while Ella went to get her some coffee and, Jack, after giving her a penetrating, questioning look, went belatedly to help his brother bring the bags in.
The new young bride tried to think whether she felt any different from the way she'd felt the morning before...before she'd become Mrs. Bryan Waterford...but she couldn't see any difference, except, of course, for her nervousness. It had seemed such a right thing to do...marrying Bryan like that, suddenly and without very much advance notice. After all, she'd known Bryan for almost a year now, each of them having attended the same English lit class at New York University for most of that time, even though they hadn't started dating until a few months ago. The moment of truth had come when school had let out, and Bryan had helped her clear out her dorm room. He himself shared an apartment in the city with two other guys and had planned to keep it until the following year when he would graduate. Sally was only nineteen and going into her sophomore year, but the way she and Bryan felt about each other had made her certain that day when he was driving her home from college that they had to get married right away. It was either that or . . .
"Penny for your thoughts...."Ella set the big tray down in front of Sally. Sally blushed a deep crimson because once more she was about to think about the events that had led to the hurried Maryland wedding, and her natural sense of propriety made it seem as though anyone looking at her might see just what it was that was on her mind.
"Sugar and cream?" Ella asked. I'll bet she's thinking about tonight! Ella thought. I bet they haven't even done it yet! From the looks of her, she never has with anyone else either!
"Haven't had much experience, have you?" Ella asked, tossing her dark hair, a family signature, back from her face. Her eyes were just as bold as her brother Jack's, but set in her soft feminine face they gave her a fiercely beautiful look that made Sally envious as she looked at the girl. She knew that Ella was exactly the same age as she, and yet it did seem as though she had a great deal more experience than Sally did.
"Wh...what do you mean?" she asked. The question was shocking to say the least. Surely she couldn't be referring to . . .
"Experience being a wife.. . " Ella replied in a softer tone, pouring cream and stirring sugar even though her new sister-in-law hadn't answered her question about the coffee. "We just got Bryan's telegram a little while before you got here. You must have driven straight from the Justice of the Peace!"
"Yes. . . yes, we did. We, uh, did stop and have dinner on the way though." Sally wasn't sure whether she liked Ella or not. She couldn't seem to be sure just what the girl was trying to say to her, what she was implying.
There was a noise in the hall and the front door slammed.
"Wait till Mom and Dad hear about this!" Jack said loudly.
"Oh, come on, Jack. It'll be fine with them, I'm sure, once they get to know Sally. Why, she's a girl right after Mom's heart!" Bryan replied in his self-assured voice.
Sally stood up. She wanted to get close to Bryan again, to remember why she was here, to feel his reassuring arms around her. "You mean they're not here?" she asked, getting the gist of the conversation between the two brothers.
"No...Jack tells me Mom and Dad have gone off on a fishing trip together...something Mom's been trying to get Dad to take her on for a long while now. Guess Mom finally won out, eh?" Bryan said. "They'll be back in about ten days...but that's great, Sally. That'll give us time to get settled in, and it'll be a little more like a honeymoon without any older people around!"
Sally blushed and tried to pull away as Bryan hugged her to him and kissed her cheek. "Not here...."she wanted to say, but she remained silent.
"Well, don't you forget that I'm older than any of you!" Jack said, giving Bryan's suitcase a kick. "But I think I can speak for both Ella and myself when I tell you that we'll be terribly, terribly discreet.. . as quiet as church mice. It'll be almost like being alone, as all honeymooners should be!"
Sally felt like going through the floor as Ella turned away with a giggle and Jack seemed as if he were going to go on and on with his joking.
'That's enough, Jack," Bryan said finally, "let's start seeing a little of that discretion!" Bryan led his new bride into the living room again and Jack tiptoed along behind them, making sure that no one missed a moment of his act.
"What do you think of the house, darling?" Bryan asked as they finished up their coffee. "Think you can stick it out a year until I graduate?"
"Oh yes...yes, Bryan, it's wonderful. . . I'm sure I'm going to love it!" They were miraculously alone for a few moments, and Sally was relieved to be able to concentrate on Bryan again. She did love the big rambling house with its assortment of unusual but comfortable furniture, but most of all she loved Bryan himself.. . that wonderful calm about him, his dark handsome looks.
"Shall we go upstairs? I'll show you our room!"
Sally nodded. She felt a violent thrill racing through her. Their room! A few hours ago, she was a single girl. . . and now this very night she would be sleeping with a man...sleeping with her husband for the first time!
She followed Bryan up the steps and onto the upstairs landing. There were several doors along the long hall, and it turned out that Bryan's room was the last one on the right. Sally was glad of that.. . it seemed somehow more private.
She felt a little trembling on her long slender legs as she walked into the room, and she was surprised to see the innocence of a young boy's bedroom, complete with baseball bat and catcher's mitt in a corner, as well as a brown and yellow plaid bedspread that Sally knew would have to be the first thing to go.
Bryan closed the door behind them and gathered his new wife into his arms. She felt so small and delicate, and yet he could feel the full voluptuous mounds of her breasts against his chest telling him that he was dealing not with a little girl, but with a woman. And a beautiful one at that! She was about the most luscious thing that he'd ever set eyes on, with that red hair of hers and the dark hazel-toned eyes. When Bryan had first started dating Sally, both his roommates had teased him unmercifully about her because they knew she never came to spend the night at his apartment as did their own girl friends. It hadn't been easy waiting, but Sally had insisted upon it, and Bryan knew that in a way it had been this that really made him fall for her as he'd never fallen before. He'd never met a girl with such principles before, and eventually it had dawned on him that these were exactly the qualities that he'd always professed to want in a wife.
"You're all mine, honey.. . " he whispered tenderly into Sally's ear. Bryan could feel her trembling against him in response, and he knew she wanted him every bit as badly as he wanted her. They both knew that. . . and the very thought that they would be together in bed within a short while, that he would be touching her nakedness all over, feeling her smooth and warm body beside him, made his already hard cock pulse excitedly in anticipation of the moment when it would at last be slipping high up into her tight virginal pussy.
"Bryan...you're squeezing so hard!" Sally squealed, pulling back a little.
"Sorry darling...it's just that you're so close, so real.. . " his lips pressed against her as he pulled her back toward him, his tongue darting forward to separate her lips, thrusting hungrily inside, searching out her own tongue in a deep and passionate kiss. He was thinking about what she'd been like shortly before they'd driven down to Baltimore to get married. He'd been driving her to her parents' home in New Jersey after the closing of school, and he'd eventually parked the car in one of the rest stops on the New Jersey Turnpike where one thing had led to another. They'd both been sure they wouldn't see each other for the whole summer at least, and their heated, fervent kisses had gotten more passionate than usual. Always before, Sally had stopped his roving hands but this time she had let him feel the soft heat of her trembling breasts up under her sweater, had crooned out her pleasure as he'd twisted the thick erect nipples. Then as his hand had gone down under the elastic of her tight nylon panties and he'd grazed the silken fluffy cuntal hair down there, she'd quivered against him and told him how much she wanted that. . . that and much more!
Bryan had screeched out of the parking spot and headed for the nearest bed he could find. A motel loomed up in front of him and he pulled in, his rock-hard penis throbbing unmercifully at the thought of what awaited him within moments. But right there in the parking lot she'd broken down in tears. "We can't.. . no...not
Uke this!"
Bryan still seemed to hear her words and feel his own disappointment, and it was in that moment of rash desire that he'd suggested that they head for Maryland and a Justice of the Peace.
And now here he was in his own bedroom the same one he'd had since he was a boy holding Sally close against his hard tense body. She was legally his now, and he could touch her, do whatever he wanted with her! The thought drove him wild, and he began to pull on Sally's dress.
"Come...come on, baby, let's go to bed...."he said with a low growl.
The young redhead stiffened in his arms. "No...not now...not with the others all waiting for us to come back downstairs. I mean it's the middle of the day, Bryan!"
As if to prove her point, she gestured to the window where the bright morning sunshine was streaking in, making a gay pattern on the rug of Bryan's room.
But he was still tugging at the zipper of her dress, cooing encouraging words even as his young bride struggled to get away. "No, Bryan...no...not like this!"
Bryan stopped, suddenly angry. 'That's what you said before. . . 'not like this'. . . but there's nothing to stop us now, Sally. You're my wife, and I know you want it every bit as much as I do!"
"Bryan! Don't be so...so CRUDE!" Sally tried desperately to get her dress back up over her shoulders where Bryan had pulled it down. This was all wrong it wasn't supposed to be like this. She had visualized how they would go to bed that evening. She would await him, snuggled down in under the covers wearing her nightgown. He would come and slowly, softly remove her gown, then, gently, ever so gently, he would initiate her into the joys of love she was so eager to discover with her new husband. But this...this was nothing at all like that, and Bryan's lust-distorted features even seemed almost unfamiliar to her.
"Let me go, Bryan. Let's go back downstairs. Why, I've hardly met your brother and sister. We can't just disappear like this," she was babbling on, not quite sure of what she was saying in her attempt to dissuade her new husband, but Bryan had only one thing on his mind now and he was bent on having it.
Forcefully he pulled Sally over toward the bed and pushed her hard back down upon it. Then as he saw her helplessly flailing in an attempt to get hack up, he lay down beside her and put his arms around her waist, trying to press his lips against hers once more in a willfully determined kiss.
"Mmmmmmmfhh...."Sally moaned, kicking her legs out and pounding against Bryan's back with her fists, but she only succeeded in making him more excited.
She'll come around, she'll come around. . . God, what fight she's got in her! But it'll only make it more worthwhile, he thought as his fingers began to work up under the short skirt of her dress, up to the firm quivering thighs, long and supple, whose silken flesh led farther up still to the flimsy nylon panties hiding his new bride's virginal cunt.
"Relax...relax...."he crooned, tightening his grip around her waist as with his other hand he moved steadily up between the two columns of smooth trembling flesh which tried in vain to resist his advance.
Then his middle finger was rising up beneath the tight elastic band of Sally's panties and he touched inside, feeling the slippery warmth, the hair-lined crevice of her untouched pussy!
"Bryan!" Sally gasped in protest. But already he was rummaging into the delicate tissues, spreading the split of her moistly cringing cuntal lips, moving his middle finger harshly back and forth until it found the tender bud of her clitoris and began a steady flicking motion there.
"It hurts...you're hurting me!" she cried, trying to twist away. The covers were rumpling beneath them as they thrashed upon the bed, and the overpowered young bride began to grow more and more frightened as she realized that Bryan wasn't paying the least bit of attention to her protests. He was bent on doing what he wanted to her, no matter what she said!
"I waited so long...so long...."he muttered wetly into her ear as his hand moved insistently between her legs, covering and sliding up into the unwillingly moist area of her quivering pussy.
"Get away from me!" she moaned helplessly, trying to push him off. The frightened young girl didn't feel anything at all but pain. She didn't want to feel any pleasure in any case, not like this. Why...oh why couldn't he wait? She couldn't give in to him like this, even though he was her husband! Visions of the way she had wanted it to be entered her mind as she realized that it was not going to be that way at all that all her childhood dreams were going to be shattered in this one cruel moment that she had perhaps made a dreadful mistake in marrying this man on the spur of the moment without even telling her parents, or anyone else for that matter! The man who was pawing her now bore little resemblance to the person she had always thought Bryan was, the polite handsome boy who would always stop when she told him to, who never went farther than the wonderful burning kisses that she had come to crave during their many dates.
"You're horrible!" she shrieked. "You're an animal!" Her hazel eyes were filled to the brim with tears, and her auburn hair was mussed and tangled on the bed beneath her flailing head. As Bryan looked down at her she looked absolutely beautiful to him, and her words inflamed him more than before. Within moments he was going to have her, this lovely young creature who'd kept him hanging on for so many months, and he was going to have her in spite of her protests. There was just no way he could wait any longer. The throbbing of his rock-hard cock told him that much, and gritting his teeth a bit he reached down to release its aching girth from his pants.
"Okay...you want me to do it the hard way!" he said. "I wanted to make it easier for you."
"No...no...tonight...tonight will be easier. . . not now!" Sally wailed.
"You've been teasing me ever since I met you, Sally. But tonight I'm not going out to find some other girl to screw because you've got me so hot I couldn't stand it! Yes, if you want to know, that's what I used to do! How else do you think I could have taken it? "
The bride of less than a day, turned her face away, feeling the tears sliding down her cheeks, her face flushed red as she closed her eyes tightly. The words hurt her so much that she didn't know how she could stand it the very idea that after their dates Bryan had gone to some other girl for satisfaction stunned her and made her feel an undeniable horror lurking deep inside her. Life was not as it had seemed; the way they were underneath! Some of the fight was knocked out of her by this startling revelation, and Bryan took full advantage of the moment. Hurriedly, he reached beneath her already wrinkled dress and pulled down on her white nylon panties, slipping them easily off and tossing them to the floor. Then his fingers were back, the thick middle finger touching the fully exposed glistening slit of his redheaded wife's hair-trimmed pussy.
His thick digit continued to rub her clitoris while his other fingers searched for the tight virginal passage of her vagina. He found it and pushed and prodded at the soft fleshy lips of her defenseless cunt, easing one finger up inside slowly...teasingly. She writhed helplessly under his touch, moaning hopelessly and trying to avoid his fingering, but he just pushed harder until his finger slipped moistly all the way up into the wet warm cavern between her legs. He could feel the walls of her velvety vagina clinging tightly around his finger and he rotated it, tantalizingly within her, trying to force the love-juices from her defenseless cunt. It was a natural reaction he wanted her to be completely wet and open when he rammed his turgid cock up into her. Finally, he inserted another finger into her convulsively resisting passage. They would hardly fit, she was so virginally narrow. God, she's going to be a good screw, he thought lewdly. She's so fucking tight! She cried out softly in pain as he continued his intrusion, but Bryan mistook it for a sigh of ecstasy and continued to work his fingers around and around inside her painfully stretching pussy. She could not get away from him.
With his two fingers deeply embedded inside her vagina, the excited young husband could feel a shudder run through her whole body and hear her whimper in a muffled moaning sound. He moved his fingers around inside against the jelly-like surface of her straining restricting passage, reaching right up to the high arch deep inside where her cunt ran into her cervix.
Sally squirmed and writhed beneath the attack of her brand new husband, but there was little she could do against his superior strength. Struggling would do no good, she realized now, but yet she felt that she had to at least try to protect herself. The weight of his body over hers and the pressure of his searching probing hands made it all but useless though, and she could feel his strong erection jerking obscenely against the quaking flesh of her exposed thigh.
Suddenly, Bryan lifted up off the bed slightly and Sally could hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down. He had freed his hotly throbbing penis from the tight confines of his pants and she knew that he was going to take her...now! His breath was as rapid as a dog's and she waited in helpless horror for the dreadful humiliation that she was going to have to endure at the hands of her lust-crazed husband. They weren't even going to undress! He was going to do it with her dress bunched up around her waist like that and he wasn't even going to take the time to remove his pants!
The inexperienced bride felt her husband move his exposed pulsing penis higher up between her thighs and she gritted her teeth, trying to fight back the urge to cry as she felt his hardness probing, slipping at her between his guiding fingers. He was massive, it seemed to the terror-stricken young wife entirely too big to ever fit into her virginal cuntal mouth.
Oh God, no...it won't fit. . . it can't go in...it's impossible. . . nnnoooooo! she thought, but even as the thoughts were running through her mind she could feel him slowly, agonizingly forcing his way into the tight, seemingly unyielding vaginal entrance.
Her openly splayed pussy ached as the throbbing head of his penis pushed harder and harder against the elastic ring of her cunt. Then, with one gigantic effort, he threw back his head in an insane jerk of his hips and let his loins carry themselves forward in a merciless onslaught on the whimpering girl. His lust-starved cock flooded into her like a great tide, bursting and smashing all before it, deeper and deeper, into and through the thin membrane of her maidenhead until his dangling testicles smashed hard against the roundness of her buttocks. He felt her fleshy ass-cheeks flattening like a nose against a windowpane as he squirmed his hips tight down between her widespread thighs. He had wanted her for such a long time, and now he was having her! His head flopped forward and he placed his hands convulsively on his young wife's shoulders, drawing them along her back as he thrust and thrust again, deeper and deeper into the nakedly exposed tightness of her vulnerable young cuntal mouth. He drew his hands down her back with savoring deliberateness and held her waist for a second, then clasped her hips so that his fingers fit into the crease of her thighs and loins and his thumbs reached out from each other against her buttocks. He pulled the molded half-moons up hard against his onrush and then held his wildly throbbing penis fully inside while he revolved his hips, around and around, stretching the tender aching walls of her never before used vagina with its bloated, blood-engorged head.
"NNNOOOO...aaaarrgrrggg...please...please, Bryan...you've got to stop...Bryan! Bryan...you're hurting me...you're hurting me!"
The pain was almost more than Sally could bear. Her virginity had been split asunder. She was no longer the pure innocent young girl of yesterday, and this animal of a man was rocking back and forth on top of her, fucking into her like a stallion in heat. Her own husband!
She wanted to cry out in desperate hate, but she could feel herself slipping into the pleasant euphoria of a faint as his rigidly pulsating hardness battered deeper and deeper up into her quivering belly.
Bryan lowered his eyes and watched his moist throbbing prick, glistening along its entire length from her involuntary secretions as he plowed into his uncooperative young wife. He saw the gleaming pink edges of her pussy-flesh drawing back with it and swallowing it whole again like the lips of a child sliding hungrily over an oversized candy sucker. His eyes dimmed at the obscene sight, and with a deep-throated groan he began to establish a powerful rhythm of thrust and withdrawal.
He began to pant even harder and his head rolled back and forth while rivulets of sweat ran into his eyes, grunting like an animal as he continued the harsh battering against the walls of her nakedly cringing cunt. He thrust harder and harder at her until she was buffeted forward against the headboard, moaning with pain at every lunge. His punishing cock, his masterfully impaling phallus grew thicker and thicker to the point of bursting, and great floods trembled at the dam. He tensed his buttocks, scratching his nails along the skin of her back, while with every forward surge he trembled from his heels to his wildly swaying testicles.
There was no holding him back now...he had to empty himself completely far up inside his new young wife. He could feel her squirming under him, moaning in her immobility, her movements inciting him more and more as he thrust harder between her widespread thighs, ramming his lust-swollen penis up into the deepest, most secret recesses of her belly. He groaned in painful ecstasy until he could stand it no longer. Then his whole body shuddered and tensed in a long taut curve as the roaring flood of hot white semen broke loose and rushed up into her in boiling profusion through his thick, rock-hard cock-shaft to shatter into her gasping vagina like a raging torrent of thick white cream.
The totally humiliated coed lay helpless, unable to move as she felt her young husband erupting inside her, spurting his lewd sperm deep into the hidden corners of her vagina, filling her belly almost to the bursting point with his hot molten fluid.
CHAPTER TWO
"Well.. . hello there!" Ella smiled brightly, not missing a detail of her new sister-in-law's painfully contorted features as she came into the kitchen. "I was wondering if you were still up there...haven't seen you since yesterday morning! Have some coffee?"
Sally sat down uncertainly. She had to have something in her stomach, that was for sure.
"Yes, some coffee, please," she said weakly. Every bone in her body ached, and it was embarrassing to be finally putting in an appearance after all this time, but there was nothing she could do about it. The young bride couldn't have come down any earlier. After her husband's cruel rape she'd been crying steadily, unable to stop until finally sleep had come to give her a solace of sorts. She remembered hearing the door open and close, and she presumed that Bryan had gone down to have dinner later in the night. . . then later on he had returned and fallen heavily onto the bed beside her and begun to snore deeply almost immediately. He was still up there snoring, taking up more than half the bed, and Sally felt bitter and resentful, certainly not the way she'd expected she would be feeling on the morning after her wedding night! She felt somehow dishonored even though Bryan was her husband. There was something dirty and ugly about what he had done to her!
Been crying half the night! Ella thought to herself as she observed her sister-in-law. "I thought you'd be hungry, not having had any dinner and all," she said, "so I made some hash."
"Hash?" Sally had never heard of eating such a thing for breakfast, but she had to have something.
"Yes...corned beef hash...Bryan loves it!"
"Yes...I'll have some then...I'm sure it's good!" she said, nervously smoothing her red hair which she'd brushed back and tied with a tight bow at her neck. She wore a light sweater that was loose and comfortable and a pair of gray slacks, but nothing about her appearance that morning pleased her, and she knew she looked a fright. What must Ella be thinking?
Sally's beautiful sister-in-law served up the hash and added two pieces of buttered toast. She had teased her brother Bryan unmercifully the night before when he'd finally came down to dinner from the upstairs room, but she didn't feel lighthearted about it at all. In spite of everything, Ella still felt that funny way about her brother Bryan...the same way she'd felt since they were kids. He had belonged to her in some special way ever since they had made that pact between them out in the playhouse, and Ella had always resented any girl he'd brought home, or any girl he'd so much as mentioned. She'd never even heard of Sally, and now here she was. . . Bryan's wife and living in the family house!
Ella thought about how unfair it all was. Sally was definitely not the girl for her brother, she decided. She was a simpering goody-goody who probably had a nasty streak deep down inside, and these thoughts made the nineteen year old brunette feel somewhat better, and she began to hum as she cleared up the dishes from her other brother's breakfast earlier that morning.
Sally ate as though she hadn't had a bite in weeks, and she was surprised at how good it tasted. She had thought that nothing would ever be pleasurable to her again after what had happened, and yet here she was enjoying this breakfast enormously.
Ella looked over with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Bryan's a real tiger, isn't he?" she said. She was unable to resist picking on her new sister-in-law...the temptation was just too great. To think that she had had a chance to sleep with Bryan and had had the nerve not to like it! Ella had known right away that something was wrong just from the look on her brother Bryan's face when he came down to dinner last night. That hadn't been the look of a happy honeymooner!
"I...uuuhh...."Sally didn't know what to say. She knew that her face, already shiny and resisting powder because of all her crying, was flushing a deeper red than before because of her sister-in-law's comment. Although she wanted to be able to fend off what seemed to be a kind of attack, she wasn't at all prepared to cope with the situation and Ella took full advantage of this fact.
"Yes...I remember one of his old girl friends telling me that once...Bryan always liked girls with lots of spunk, you know?"
Sally finished the last morsel of toast and, dabbing her mouth with her napkin, stood up. "I think I must get some air. Excuse me, will you?" she asked as politely as she could, then headed for the back door that opened out from the kitchen.
"Okay...See you later, toots!" Ella cried merrily, and she began to sing out loud as she finished up the dishes.
Once outside, the cool summer morning calmed her flushed face and Sally walked hurriedly away from the house. She knew there were several acres of grounds belonging to the Waterfords, and she decided that the best thing to do would be to explore them while she tried to figure out what to do. There was little she could do anyway until Bryan woke up, she figured as she walked along. Birds were singing, and the tall, leaf-bedecked maples and oaks on the property shimmered in the new day; the ground was grassy and hilly, and Sally began to take long, athletic strides. Between her legs, she could still feel the soreness that continually signaled to her: You're not a virgin anymore. Your precious virginity is gone...gone forever and you'll never get it back! Sally knew too that she would never be able to change the way in which she'd lost it to a cruel and uncaring husband only a few hours before!
She looked up at the clear blue cloudless Massachusetts sky and sobbed as she wondered just what she'd done to deserve such a thing. Her mother had always stressed to Sally as a young girl the importance of saving herself for the man she would marry, and that was exactly what Sally had done. Yet it had all turned out wrong. Here she was married...and married to a monster at that.. . no longer a virgin...and her mother didn't even know where she was! She would get Bryan to drive her into town as soon as he woke up, and then she would wire her mother and take the first bus home!
"Well, if it isn't the new bride!" a big booming voice nearly scared Sally out of her wits, and she jumped nervously and looked around her. "What's the matter guilty conscience?"
Sally kept looking, but she couldn't see where the voice was coming 'rom. "Who who is it?" she asked, turning around her in a circle.
"Who else? It's Jack!" her husband's older brother stepped out from behind a tree and confronted her. Sally realized that he was the last person in the world that she wanted to see. There was something deeply disturbing both about her husband's sister and about his older brother, and she admitted to herself that she wanted nothing to do with them.
"Hello, Jack," she said. She resumed her walking, keeping her head high. Why did he have to be out here? He, next to her husband, was the last person she felt like talking to at this moment!
"Had a few problems, eh?" Jack said, still following along behind the young girl like a friendly dog.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sally said, hoping desperately that her cold manner would put her brother-in-law off. She knew from the things that Bryan had told her, though, that Jack Waterford, twenty-five years old, two years older than his brother, was hard to put off once he set his mind to something. The family seemed to accept it, along with the fact that he still chose to live at home despite his age. He worked as a farmhand on the local farms and thus supported himself and brought more money into the household as well.
Sally started off down what looked to be a small overgrown path through the trees, taking a sharp left she hoped would indicate to Jack that she wanted to be alone.
"Hey! Not so fast," he panted, catching up with his new sister-in-law. "You mean everything was all right after all? You can be frank with me, you know. I know that brother of mine. He's a real oaf!"
Sally could feel tears starting in her eyes again. What could she do to make him stop tormenting her? She walked on blindly into the forest, walking so fast that she almost stumbled several times.
"Please, please!! ! " she cried, putting her hands over her ears. It was like a nightmare, being followed by her husband's brother and having to listen to his awful intimate insinuations.
"Nope. Bryan doesn't know how to handle a woman, not like I do anyway!"
It really couldn't be true that he was saying these things to her, Sally felt. None of what had happened to her seemed in the realm of reality. Where was her own cozy little girl's bed at her parents' home, and why had she forsaken it to marry Bryan on the spur of the moment? As if in answer, she felt a stirring of the dull desire that she had known with her husband-to-be before their wedding, that aching in her loins that had not yet been assuaged. On her wedding night, or rather afternoon, she had known only pain and horror!
"If you ever need some real loving, you know who to come to, honey!" Jack said lewdly.
Sally was so shocked that she turned to confront him, anger momentarily overcoming her fear and sadness.
"How dare you talk to me like this? How dare you! What happens between Bryan and me is none of your business. None at all!" She spat the words out, but nothing she said seemed to erase the insolent smirk that was on his lips, or worse still, the strange expression in his eyes that seemed to see right through to her very soul. Those eyes sent messages to her that nothing he'd said thus far had been able to do. They seemed to hold promises that Sally was embarrassed to recognize. She shivered and turned away from him so that he would not see her crying, and as she stood there she felt him touch her shoulder lightly. The touch created an explosion of sensation within her, and she trembled, about to move away when she heard him starting back along the path.
She tried to explain her reaction to herself. It was all because of Bryan, she thought, because of the things he had subjected her to the day before. Her body seemed almost alien to her now, filled with feelings and stirrings that she could not control, not the way she used to when she was dating Bryan and they would get to kissing and he would want to go farther and she would say no, even though she wanted him to desperately. Then she would control herself, telling herself what she had always believed to be true. . . it was better to wait...to have something to offer her husband. Well, she'd offered it all right! she thought now bitterly. And what's more, she knew now that Bryan had been seeing other girls after his dates with her all that time! It was too much to take!
She would never be able to stay in this house with a family of maniacs, she told herself as she slowly headed back. She would have to pack. She would have to get out of there, have to hurry. But how would she ever be able to face her mother?
Sally walked back to the house, pondering her dilemma all the way, grateful to find no one about as she entered through the back door. Jack fortunately seemed to have disappeared, and her sarcastic sister-in-law Ella was nowhere to be seen. Obviously Bryan was still upstairs sleeping, and Sally took the opportunity to look about the house.
She wandered through the big living' room, then into the sitting room. Everything was so totally different from her own parents' home where everything was neat as a pin and tidiness was the rule, no matter what. Here at the Waterfords', books were piled topsy-turvy in the bookcase as well as on top of it. There seemed to be no set place for anything, and yet with all that, the place was far more comfortable than her own home. She had to recognize that much. She sat down on the over-stuffed gray sofa in the living room that had a throw of indeterminate color tossed over it. Alone for the first time in the house, she felt herself beginning to think rationally at last. It seemed cowardly to run home to her mother, she thought, looking into the big fireplace, temporarily empty of wood or ashes. She did not look forward to the scene her mother would make, at any rate, no matter what story she told her. It had seemed possible to face the formidable woman as the satisfied and happy wife of Bryan Waterford, soon to be engineer, graduate of NYU. But to run home like a frightened child would put her at her mother's mercy, just as she had always been while growing up.
Perhaps she could stick it out, perhaps Bryan was right, and he was only reacting to the pressures she herself had built up in him. She had often heard that men were different, that their sexual natures were more demanding than women's, and now she wondered if despite other things she'd read to the contrary, this might not be so. And if it was, didn't she owe it to Bryan to give him another chance. She put her head back on the sofa, and that old dream of hers enveloped her once more, the dream of what true love-making would be like, the things that Bryan would make her feel! She could feel her heart throbbing with hope, as between her milk-white thighs a tremble of desire spread from the tender abused lips of her moist young pussy through the delicate inner cuntal tissues that seemed to need gentle stroking, loving care. How nice it would be, she thought. . . how nice!
The young girl looked around her guiltily as she thought of how many times she had done what she wanted to do now, usually after dates with Bryan. God! In truth, she was no better than he was! She could still feel those warm wet sensations though, an aftermath of her need for a husband even though that need had been abused. The nineteen year old redhead calculated that Ella and Jack, her disturbing brother and sister-in-law, had probably both gone off to work by now. Sally thought she remembered Bryan telling her that his teenage sister worked in the small town of Grangerville as a hair-dresser in a small shop. That would mean that no one was in the house except her sleeping husband upstairs.
If she hurried she would have time, and it would all be over quickly. And a bit of the pain and heartache she felt would be erased by the pleasure, the great pleasure that she could surreptitiously give herself! Hastily, Sally pulled down the front of her gray slacks, and by arching herself up ever so slightly she was able to slip them down below her thighs, taking along with them the thin white nylon panties she had chosen to wear that morning.
She was almost in a trance-like state, telling herself over and over that this was the way it would be with Bryan once he understood, once he knew what she wanted. Uninvited, her brother-in-law, Jack's words came into her already desire-tormented brain, "II you ever want some real loving, honey, you know who to come to!"
Disturbed, Sally pushed the words out of her mind. Of course, her Bryan would be able to satisfy her, to treat her with kindness...of course he would.
And as her own searching fingers slipped into the nakedly presented widespread triangle of her red-haired cunt, separating the soft, curl-lined lips and entering the moistness inside, she could imagine jus how Bryan's middle finger would feel up in there. How good it would feel one day how fantastic!
Obscenely, the young girl spread he long half-naked legs wider still, to the limit of her bunched-down slacks and panties and she slid down a little on the big soft sofa, finding the tightly clenched orifice between the silken folds of her newly abused pussy that seemed to ache now with desire. Her middle finger slipped into the warmly yielding cuntal softness and then another finger, then three, and she leaned her head farther back on the couch with pleasure, her firm round sweater-covered breasts heaving gently with each movement of her desire-filled loins.
"Ooooooooh...mmmmmmmmmm!' Higher and higher she pressed her fingers up into her nakedly exposed vagina, as with tightly closed eyes she pursued her solitary pleasure, feeling the bittersweet burning sensation up inside her already lustfully drenched passageway filling her with longing for completion real completion, not the pain and torture she had known from Bryan's harshly thrusting penis the day before, but the slowly building excitement that would bring her to the first desperately sought after orgasm...not one by her own fingers, but one by a real man...by her husband...Bryan!
Mindlessly she sought to create an imitation of such an orgasm now. It was undeniably wicked, shameful to be fingering herself the way she was doing now, but it felt so good and it would soon be over and she would feel so much better. The nineteen year old bride began to work her fingers furiously, worming them ever upward into the moistly wide-held split of her willingly presented cunt. With a steady rhythmic motion Sally slipped her fingers up, up into the warmly accepting walls of her now feverishly throbbing vagina.
"OH!" she sighed, overwhelmed by a rush of warm sensation between her nakedly trembling thighs. "OOOOOOH!" A wonderful bubbling sensation was building hotly in her naked trembling belly, mushrooming quickly to send thrilling shivers of excitement coursing through every vein in her lithe young body. Sally moaned sensually as she bit down hard on her full lower lips, enjoying the violation of her own soft slippery pussy's tightly swollen orifice, letting the joy of her desire flow freely.
With shattering certainty, the helplessly aroused young bride knew that she would give herself to her husband once more, but this time it would be different, this time it would be perfect! And now, her face flushed crimson with desire, the sensuously desire-tormented young woman sobbed as her orgasm swept through her and she felt the stunning pounding, the high pushing and thrusting of her own fingers up against the tingling tip of her womb.
"Ooooohhhhhhhh yesssssss. . . ! " she cried, flinging her head back against her in-law's sofa as the tie holding her hair slipped to release a cascade of burnished red curls.
"Bryan...Bryannnnnnnn...."she moaned over and over, shamelessly feeling a curious elation swelling from her widespread pussy lips to the button-hard nipples of her excitedly quivering breasts beneath her loose sweater as her legs grew taut and wave after wave of crazily careening orgasmic pleasure seeped through her, washed over her. She rode the crest of the tide fearlessly, joyfully, unmindful of where she was and the lewd picture she presented.
Wordlessly, Jack Waterford witnessed his beautiful sister-in-law's obscene self-manipulation, as he stood just outside the hall door looking in at her. He'd been out in the garage fiddling with his car, trying to get it to start, and after finishing the job had come back to the house to wash his hands before heading for Olson's farm where he was currently working as a hand.
The strange strangled sounds coming from the living room had immediately caught his ear, and he found himself watching the most inflaming scene he had ever seen. He stood, half hidden in the doorway, feeling his meaty cock hard and throbbing, ready to explode as he watched his younger brother's wife slipping and sliding her fingers in and out of her own curly, red-haired cunt! As the helplessly excited young creature thrashed on the sofa in the throes of her orgasm, Jack cursed soundlessly to himself.
"Shit! I got to get into that sweet hot little bitch's cunt and a redhead at that! Must be something special!"
He thought it was better, however, that she not see him at the moment; and so after taking one last look at the delightfully presented "vee" of his nineteen year old sister-in-law's thoroughly aroused pussy, he went back out the front door as quietly as he could.
Moments later, inside the house, Sally Waterford heard the sound of a motor sputtering and backfiring as Jack roared out the driveway and headed towards his work.
The young girl jumped up from the sofa and ran to the window. She was just in time to see the old car careening out of sight down the road. Harried and guilty, she was hiking up her panties and slacks even as she hurried to the window.
"Who was that?" she wondered. "And did they see me? Oh, God, please don't let anyone have seen!"
CHAPTER THREE
Bryan opened one eye. Someone was stirring in the room. He figured it had to be Sally, so he decided to watch her for a moment without her knowing. He saw her moving about at the suitcases which hadn't even been unpacked yet, and then he saw her removing her sweater. The lovely fully rounded mounds of her breasts came into view as she undid the clasp of her brassiere in the half-light of the room. The shades were still drawn, but there was enough of the morning light coming in so that he could see his new wife quite clearly. He could see the large sensuous tips of her soft young nipples that jutted out raspberry-colored from the uptilted firmness of her breasts. Her skin was a cream-white color, so pale that she looked almost translucent. He never failed to be excited by her beauty, and this time was no exception despite what had happened between them the day before.
Beneath the covers the new young husband could feel his penis stiffening with desire. He wanted her, but he wanted to really have her this time, not the iceberg he'd had before. What a disappointment!
To his great joy, he saw that his redheaded young bride was going to undress completely in front of him. Bryan saw her sliding down her gray slacks first, stepping out of them, and then he saw her white see-through nylon panties rolling off her full hips, moving along the cushiony crevice, over the fully rounded moons of her firm young buttocks.
"Jesus Christ!" he muttered softly under his breath. "What an ass!" He'd always wanted to take a woman that way, back there, and he hoped right now that one day he'd get a chance with his new wife.
She turned as though she were looking for something, and Bryan could see that her features were drawn and she looked as if she'd been crying. She was still beautiful though, there was no doubt about that. . . those long lashes of hers and that pert little nose...those full enticing lips. His eyes scanned her now completely naked body, down along the trim lines of his new bride's rib cage, along the indentation of her waist to the flat little belly with the deeply inset navel. Her thighs were full and firm and there between them, centered like a jewel, was the most beautiful red curl-lined cunt he'd ever seen!
He was naked beneath the covers. Bryan always slept that way, and now he could feel his lust-hardening cock pulsating impatiently up against the covering sheet.
"Hey...what are you looking for?" he suddenly asked, unable to restrain himself any longer.
Sally jumped. She'd been looking for a robe to go down the hall to the bathroom, feeling the need for a cleansing shower after the damp, finger-drenching activity she had indulged in on the sofa. As she whirled to meet her husband's interested stare, Sally realized that she wasn't prepared to cope with him. She wasn't prepared to cope at all! She was still filled with anxiety about the possibility that someone had seen her finger-fucking herself in the living room. It could only have been Jack, or Ella, and she didn't know which would have been worse. She hoped against hope that whoever it was hadn't come into the house, for if they had, she knew she never would have heard them. How could she have let herself go like that? And in her husband's family's house, too!
"I...need something to put on...I'm going down to take a shower," Sally replied in a cold voice left over from her previous feelings about Bryan. She seemed to have forgotten her resolve to try to patch things up, to make things better between them. Now was just not the time, and she felt distinctly uncomfortable because of the way he was looking at her. She tried to cover her nakedness with a blanket as she stood beside the bed, but to her annoyance Bryan tugged it playfully away.
"You look just great to me," Bryan said, mindful of his raging hard-on beneath the covers.
"Well...I don't feel too well this morning, Bryan...really...I think . . . "
"I don't feel too well, either, honey," Bryan said. "As they say in the greeting cards, 'Don't you think it's time you and I got together on this thing'? " He pounded the bed meaningfully with the flat of his palm.
Sally started to turn away, nonplussed.
How could he be so crude? How had she never noticed how insensitive Bryan was?
"I know it was the first time and all, but I didn't expect you to be an iceberg!" Bryan said. He hadn't really meant to take it that far, but he was really getting ticked off by Sally's attitudes. What a way to start out a marriage!
His young bride whirled back around to glare at Bryan who was sitting up in bed now, his hair-covered chest bare and the rest of him hidden by the sheet.
"What do you mean iceberg!" she cried, her eyes flashing wildly. "YOU RAPED ME, YOU FILTHY MONSTER! THAT WAS RAPE! THAT WASN'T LOVE-MAKING!"
Angry in his turn, Bryan replied, "I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER DONE IT BEFORE! HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?"
"Well...I hadn't.. . BUT I KNOW WHAT IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE, AND IT'S NOT LIKE THAT! I'M STILL SORE . . . "
"OH MISS HIGH AND MIGHTY WANTS TO BE TREATED WITH KID GLOVES AFTER COCK TEASING ME FOR HALF A YEAR NOW!" Bryan was up and out of bed, his full erection apparent to the fearfully cringing naked girl as he came toward her.
Sally began to cry. "I'm sorry about that, Bryan. I.. . I didn't know . '. . I swear to you...I . . . "
"Oh, fuck it, Sally! Just come on to bed and let's cut the shit!"
"Bryan, don't talk to me like that. I can't stand it!! ! " Her young husband was tugging her back over toward the bed, his hand gripping Sally's arm tightly, raising red marks in the soft white flesh.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Sally," Bryan said, mocking the tone of his wife's voice. Her very nearness, though, was sending a chill of excitement through him. That gorgeous, almost untouched body of hers! "Come on," he said. "Stop crying! Come on." He sat the young redheaded girl on the bed beside him, taking her hand as gently as he could and placing it on his rampant hard cock.
Sally screamed and withdrew her hand. "No! NO!" she cried. "What are you doing?"
"Can't you even touch it?" Bryan asked incredulously. "Is it that horrible?"
"No, I didn't say that. I just need time, Bryan. I can't just start right in."
"Well, you led me to believe that once we were married you would just start right in. And believe me, honey, I'm ready for a little taste of startin'! "
Sally twisted away, trying to get up off the bed. Hysterically, she began to sob.
"YOU'RE THE MOST HORRID MAN IN THE WORLD! I'M GETTING A DIVORCE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? I DONT EVER WANT YOU TO TOUCH ME AGAIN! I'M LEAVING AND I DONT EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR UGLY FACE OR HEAR YOUR UGLY WORDS AGAIN!"
"The hell you're leaving!" Bryan grabbed Sally back and began to shake her so hard that the young teenager's teeth began chattering. "You're not going anywhere. You're not. . . Miss Frozen Pussy! If your cunt's so tight and so sore, your mouth sure as hell is big enough!" Bryan saw red, the red of Sally's full, pouting lips. All he could think of was doing something to humiliate the little bitch he thought was trying to make a fool out of him. He pushed her roughly back onto the bed, and although she tried to scramble back up, he crushed his naked weight against her woefully trembling body, feeling her soft breasts nudging against him. Her fingernails were scratching at his back and ferociously the angry young husband climbed up, spread his knees to straddle her breasts effectively rendering her almost powerless to move.
"You want to use those lips of yours! Here, use them on this! You'll get used to it eventually. Some chicks even dig it!" And he chuckled lewdly as his thickly bobbing rubbery cock smashed against Sally's horrified face and his dark curly pubic hair ground roughly against her nose. She tried to turn away, but he held her pinned firmly against his lustfully pulsating loins.
"OPEN YOUR LIPS! TAKE IT IN! TAKE IT IN!" he cried.
She swallowed hard to hold back the fear and panic that was straining to burst forth from her insides. "Oh, no, Bryan! Don't make me...don't! I can't, I just can't do it!" But Sally could feel it starting to grow harder already as he rubbed his rigid cock-tip against her lips, the pungent smell burning her nostrils as the smooth penile flesh created shivers of terror throughout her nakedly captured body. She struggled hard to breathe through her nose, but Bryan thought of that too and pinched her nose shut with his fingers, forcing her to open her mouth in a desperate gasp for air. She fought for a long moment, moving her head frantically from side to side, but her new husband flicked his hips forward, sliding the thick blood-filled head of his cock deep within the confines of her helplessly spread young lips. Again she fought, but Bryan tangled his hand cruelly into Sally's hair, already feeling the exquisite wetness of his redheaded wife's mouth beginning to excite him beyond measure, and he held on until Sally was forced to begin a gentle sucking motion.
"OOHHHHH...yes...that's it.. . that's it!" he gasped. Looking down he could see her lips hollowing and expanding with each stroke he made into her wide stretched mouth. Tiny ridges of soft pink flesh could be seen pulling from the humiliated bride's ovaled lips as he drew back, and then disappearing back inside as he slid his throbbingly hot cock gently forward again, easing it in and nursing the pleasure for all it was worth. He began a rhythmic sawing back and forth, never quite drawing his pulsating penis all the way out of the trapped girl's mouth, but leaving the thickly rounded tip just inside the warm moistness of her lips.
Bryan's lewdly thrusting cock seemed to grow thicker and thicker with each passing moment, stretching Sally's taut lips until she thought they would snap. She made garbled, strangled noises of protest as the wetly impaling penis slid far down her virginal throat, making her feel as if she would gag at any moment. Tears of utter debasement trickled down her glistening white cheeks as the shaft of her husband's penis slipped in and out of her widespread lips, her cheeks hollowing to accommodate its unwanted entry.
"Don't be so nervous, baby. It'll go a lot better if you relax. Come on, honey, suck, suck!"
Sally wanted to scream, to beg for mercy, but there was nothing she could do but lie there on her conjugal bed and receive his lustfully forcing cock into the moist confines of her mouth. She could feel his weight hard and unyielding upon her torso, pinning her down to the bed. Above her, when she opened her eyes, she could see his desire-distorted features, his lustfully glazed eyes, his lips twisted with the agony of his forbidden pleasure.
She had never been more mortified in her entire life. The young girl knew that she would never be the same after this. She could never stay with the man she had agreed to marry, no matter what. And what was more, she could never go back home either. How could she ever look her mother in the eye after such a thing had happened to her? How could she ever look herself in the eye again, for that matter?
Bryan could feel Sally's tongue lathing against the underside of his lustfully engorged cock, and occasionally her teeth would scrape lightly against the tightness of the rigid shaft. He noted that it felt good when that happened, and he began to allow his tingling cock to pull completely out of the young girl's mouth, only to plunge back in again to the hilt, his heavy testicles swinging obscenely against the underside of the redheaded teenager's chin. The large firm mounds of her breasts felt damn good pushing up against his buttocks and the wetness of her mouth surrounded hi almost impossibly hard cock with immeasurable warmth and excitation. The sound of his heavy penis sliding in and out rose in the still air of his boyishly decorated bedroom and as Bryan noted he felt the first signals that he was going to cum. It just felt too good to stop, even though he had planned to take his wife vaginally as well as orally. He wanted to get into that tight little red-trimmed pussy o hers again, but this time it would have to wait. It was too late he just couldn't stop an orgasm like the one he felt building and building inside him. Every muscle was tense and he felt his thighs trembling from the strain of kneeling for such a long time. The tendons of his neck were standing out, and the perspiration from his head and chest was dripping down onto the thoroughly rumpled bed sheets and onto Sally' painfully distorted face.
"OH CHRIST!" he grunted. It was startling, coming on him really strongly and he started to fuck into her mouth harder, unmindful now as before, of the gagging sounds of distress emanating from his pinioned bride's throat. His cock was so hard it felt as if he could break rocks with it! Frantically, he tangled his hands harshly into his wife's long red hair and cupped them under her head to shove her mouth forward to meet the thick stream of his cum.
"AAAAAHHH...AAARRRAANNGGGHHH!" Holding the petrified young girl pinned to his exploding cock, he felt his powerfully projected sperm striking against the roof of her mouth, while Sally whimpered helplessly beneath him left with no choice but to swallow the obscene, white-hot offering. As the last dregs of pleasure left his rapidly deflating penis, Bryan sighed and released his hold on his wife's head, slumping a little as his limp penis began to slip from her thoroughly used mouth. He rested his haunches wearily on her chest for an instant.
"Let me up, let me up!" Sally cried out, at last free to speak.
Bryan obliged now that his lust was satisfied, and rolled limply off her body over to the side, collapsing heavily on the bed beside her.
'That sure was good!" he sighed. "Sure was . . . "
Sally looked over at him with an unbelievable horror, and then as she saw him slipping immediately into a light sleep, she jumped up from the bed, grabbing the blanket and clutching it around her as she ran down the hall to the bathroom. Tears of frustration and anger flowed copiously from her eyes as she turned on the shower full-force and reached for the sponge and began to briskly rub at her skin. Yet the full force of the needle-points of water striking at the outraged surfaces of her naked body seemed to bring out another sensation inside her. Traces of desire were rising to the surface, a desire that she knew now her husband never meant to satisfy. Perhaps he didn't even know how!
"OH GOD! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?" she wondered as the tingling began to grow stronger within her, erasing the vulgar memory of her husband's lewd act upon her body, making her only more aware of her own burning needs. "WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?" she sobbed again.
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"What's on your mind today, Jack? You sure ain't thinkin' about planting this here crop!" Farmer Olson peered intently into his young farmhand's face, his keen eyes scanning the younger man's features for some sign of what the trouble was.
"Oh, nothing much, Mr. Olson," Jack replied.
"I know you, Jack. Looks like you got yourself another woman for sure. More trouble for you, more trouble for me!"
"Aw, come on! I'm not fixing to get in any trouble this time. I'll pay more attention."
"Pay more attention to your work, boy, and you'll be best off!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Ella passed the closed door to he brother's room one more time to make sure. There was not a sound. What's going on in there anyway? From the sound of it, nothing at all! Ella walked on down the hall to her own room, disappointed at not having found out anything further about Bryan and his new wife Sally. The pretty dark-haired girl went into her own room and lay down upon her bed. It was past ten p.m. and she felt restless, as though she would not be able to sleep that night.
"Damn Bryan anyway for bringing that girl here!" she said out loud to the darkness. She had returned from work in town, exhausted and with aching feet, only to find that not a soul was at home Methodically, she'd started dinner for three anyway, and waited to see what would happen. The first thing that happened was that Sally, silly simp of a girl that she was, came in from God knows where looking as though she'd walked about ten miles, and without a word to Ella went up to the room that had been Bryan's since his childhood. Ella could not swear to it, but she thought for certain she'd seen her staggering, as though she'd been off drinking somewhere!
Then Jack had come in and sat down at the table, kicking off his work boots and loudly demanding his dinner. She tossed the pot of stew on the table in front of her rough older brother and left the kitchen herself, only to run into Bryan entering the house sheepishly, quietly, as though he did not want to be seen.
"What's going on, Bryan?" she'd asked.
"Never mind, nothing, keep to yourself!" he'd said, pushing her rudely away as Jack might have done and making his way upstairs.
She'd hurried up after him in time to hear the door to his bedroom close, and she'd heard the newlyweds talking in there for a few moments loud and clear. Lying in her own bed now, she could still remember how her ears had burned at their words.
"I couldn't even get a bus out of this place today, but you're not coming near me again!"
"I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole, don't worry! I'll sleep on my inflatable mattress!" There was the sound of the mattress being pulled from the closet. "And I'll get you out on the first bus in the morning, don't you worry about that either!"
The rest was muffled and indistinct, but Ella had made up her mind to come back later to see if she could hear anything more.
So she'll be leaving in the morning! the stunning nineteen year old thought. Good riddance, too! Ella tossed and turned, trying not to think about what was really on her mind, trying not to let her youthful body remind her of what she knew to be true.
Think about Scott! she commanded herself. Think about Scott! And dutifully Ella tried to bring to mind the image of her boy friend, now fighting somewhere in Laos. Was he still alive even? It took his letters so long to arrive that she didn't really know. She tried to think of their last kiss, their last embrace, his body writhing nakedly against hers, and how she had responded to him. It had been the first time for her, the very first time, and she had moaned in pain and then in joy beneath Scott's penetrating cock as it had parted her tightly clenched dark-haired pussy-lips. And then it had risen high, high up inside her, where she'd felt everything moving to meet him, her trembling thighs wrapping themselves hungrily around his back as he thrust forward and forward again between her willingly opened legs.
She had wanted to know that bliss, that undeniable thrill that would block out the memory even then she had wanted to know it, but as exciting a lover as Scott had proved to be, he had not made her forget. If anything, he had made the desire within her all the more keen.
"Bryan," she finally whispered to herself. "My darling brother, Bryan!" And she let herself recall the early summer evening, not so very long ago, three years only. She'd been sixteen and he'd been nineteen, the age she was now, and the age his horrid new bride was, too! Oh God, why had she let him start doing those things to her? And worse, why had she made him stop, just when she was on the verge, just nearing the edge as his nakedly quivering cock-head tried to open her up, sliding against the pussy wetness as they lay together on the dirt floor clinging to each other, brother and sister wanting each other's bodies so badly that they groveled wildly, trembling in their heat, blinded by the lust that guided them! Her tender young virgin cunt had wanted to part for him, the almost hairless pussy had yearned for his hard boyish cock as her belly had trembled against his. And it had almost happened.
Almost but not quite!
At the last moment, Ella had stopped him, pushed him away. It was wrong and they both knew it was wrong, but as long as neither of them said anything the mad embrace would have continued. But the magical spell was broken by her protest, and brother and sister looked sheepishly at each other.
Ella sobbed now as she remembered her brother's apology. "Sorry, Sis. Don't know what got into me. Don't know what made me . . . "
"No, no, it was all my fault, all my fault!" she'd told him.
"We'll forget about it. You can forget, can't you? Forget it ever happened. Nothing happened anyway!"
Nothing happened anyway! The words echoed in her brain, making her feel almost as dizzy as she had that evening three years before. It wasn't exactly true that nothing had happened...something had happened all right, and she still hadn't got over it!
Ella trembled and curled herself into a little ball beneath the covers of her bed, and after several minutes more of tortured thinking about her brother Bryan and anxious speculation that soon things would be as they had been before, minus Sally, she fell into a deep though restless sleep.
* * *
Sally was down the hall trying to sleep in the big bed that was now left to her and her alone. Her new husband Bryan lay snoring on the inflatable mattress which he had moved as far as possible from the bed. The young redhead lay listening to these obnoxious sounds, feeling more and more resentful as each one met her ears, her eyes burning with the bitter tears she'd shed almost since the first moment she'd walked into the Waterford house, and Sally knew that she'd get no rest until she was out of there!
After another half hour of tossing on the bed, she finally rose and, putting on a robe over her nightgown, slipped out the door. She intended to go down to the kitchen to get herself a little warm milk. The calcium, she knew, would help her sleep and calm her nerves. It was something that her mother often prescribed for insomnia, and Sally had a moment of nostalgia for that woman, difficult as she was most of the time.
To her surprise, when she got to the bottom of the stairs she found the lights were on in the kitchen, and Sally started to turn back, not wishing to meet up with any of the members of the household. Never again, if that was at all possible.
But a familiar voice spoke to her even before she had entered the kitchen, and it gave her an eerie feeling.
"Sally, I know that must be you. Nobody else in this family would be up and about at this hour, except maybe Dad.
And, of course, Mom and Dad aren't here, are they?"
Sally stood stock still, wondering if she ought to reply to Jack, her disturbing brother-in-law, or whether she ought to hustle back upstairs. While she was deciding, Jack spoke again, and this time it was clear that he was coming toward her.
"Come now, speak up. I know you're there. Come, have something to soothe your nerves!"
Sally decided to brave it out. Anything would be better than going back up to that dreary room and trying to sleep while Bryan snoozed peacefully and noisily nearby.
"Yes, yes, I've come for something to help me sleep!" she said as brightly and calmly as she could, trying not to pull back her hand from Jack's as he forcefully led her into the kitchen.
"Have a seat, little girl. How old are you, anyway? Not a day over eighteen, I'll bet!"
Sally bristled. "Nineteen!" she declared. Did he actually think she was such a child? She noted that Jack looked appropriately rustic in his Levi's and dark T-shirt. The pants, she thought, turning her eyes away, were embarrassingly tight, and she found herself wondering how he was able to breathe in them.
"Well, sit down anyway, we allow nineteen year olds in this joint. You're even drinking age as long as you're at the Waterfords'! "
Sally sat down hesitantly on one of the kitchen chairs. "I've come for some milk," she said, "hot milk!"
"Milk? That won't put you to sleep. Try a little brandy. That's what I've been having, or don't you think you can handle it?"
The ploy worked, and Jack was very amused to see Sally take him up on his suggestion of a brandy. Women were really simple creatures once you had them figured out, he thought once more, as he poured the first glass. He watched carefully as the pretty redhead daintily sipped from her glass, but he noticed that she seemed to really need the support of the alcohol, and that she began to loosen up a little bit as the glass was emptied.
Jack Waterford sat across from his brother's new wife at the kitchen table, marveling that this prim little creature in her robe that hid her vivacious curves from his eyes was the very same one who had unknowingly showed him the silken, curl-lined slit of her pussy, complete with thrusting, worming fingers slipping all the way up inside! The very thought of it sent him into an absolute frenzy of desire, but he managed quite well to hide it from his sister-in-law. He'd been hunting enough times to know that you didn't go thrashing around in the brush when you had your eye on a tempting morsel of game. No, you waited until the time was right.
"More?" he inquired politely, as beneath the table his thickly pulsing cock throbbed and ached with desire.
His brother's wife, that would be an all time thrill, and Bryan deserved nothing better than to have his wife fucked silly by someone who knew what he was doing. One thing for certain, when and if Jack Waterford ever got married, nobody was going to find his wife finger-fucking herself in the living room the next day!
"I I'd love some more," Sally could tell from the label on the bottle that it wasn't good brandy, not the kind her father kept in the cabinet for special occasions, at any rate, but it really tasted good, and she realized that it really was just the thing she needed. Her entire system had been badly shaken in the past two days and she needed this liquor to calm herself. Gratefully, she pushed her glass forward, letting her brother-in-law fill it to the brim again. She was beginning not to mind Jack so much anymore...once you got used to the way he talked, always kidding, never serious...then he didn't seem nearly so offensive. She also wondered whether or not it was her imagination that Jack was the better-looking of the two brothers, even though Bryan had been by far the handsomest boy she'd ever met, or so she'd always thought. Sally finally decided that each of them was good-looking in a different way. Why should she make the comparison anyway? They were both dark and they had similar facial structures, but Bryan's eyes were somehow different from his older brother's in a way that she couldn't pinpoint without seeing them together.
I'll be leaving tomorrow, and none of this will matter! she remembered. This thought had the effect of cheering up the young girl so immensely that she became almost lighthearted, laughing and responding to Jack's jokes with a good nature that she had kept hidden up till now.
"Say, you're a pretty hep kitten," Jack said after Sally had laughed again at one of his old one-liners. "That's what my dad would call you, anyway!" he explained.
Sally realized with a pang of conscience that she would probably never get to meet Mr. Waterford, or Mrs. Waterford either for that matter and for a moment she felt really bad that the whole thing had turned out to be such a disaster. But no, it hadn't worked out at all and there was no way on earth that she could remain Bryan's wife.
"Say, how about a little stroll? It's warm as toast out tonight. What you've got on is fine. Come on! Let's get out of this stuffy kitchen; you can bring your glass with you!"
He filled it again, and was satisfied to see Sally stagger just a bit as she stood up, gripping the table for momentary support. Nevertheless, his pretty young sister-in-law followed him out the back door, clutching her drink in her hand, marveling at the fresh night air and the bright half-moon that shone high above.
Jack walked briskly, talking all the while about this and that, nothing serious, certainly nothing about his brother Bryan. The poor girl had obviously had enough of him. Jack always knew that his brother was a lousy lay, even though he'd had no definite proof but now he had that proof, personified in his redheaded sister-in-law! Bryan with his high-falutin college and his big city ideas! None of that had much to do with what being a man was all about, Jack felt. But he said none of this as he led Sally to a particular spot that he knew, a clearing hidden in a birch and pine thicket where the ground was so soft and warm that you could lie on it all night if necessary and not catch your death of cold by morning.
Sally was hardly listening to Jack. She was trying to contend with the effects of all the brandy she'd drunk, and she wasn't doing a very good job. For some reason the fresh air seemed to accentuate the effects of the alcohol in her system, and she felt her feet and fingertips grow slightly numb and tingling, whereas the rest of her body seemed completely keyed-up, her heart pumping wildly in her chest and that odd sensation lurking at the base of her belly. She slipped several times in her slippers as they moved across the fields, and Jack helped her by holding onto her arm. She wanted him to take his hand away because she could feel a terrible excitation there where he touched her. Sally knew that everything inside her was already turned topsy-turvy by her husband's crude actions on their honeymoon, and she knew that now with the addition of all the brandy something else was happening, something she couldn't quite control.
It was mainly because she really couldn't grasp the true significance of what was happening, or even realize that Jack was taking her someplace where he felt they would not be disturbed, that she allowed herself to be led on through the darkness.
And then they were in the thicket and Jack turned toward her. She looked behind her and then back up into her brother-in-law's eyes and it was then that she knew what he wanted from her.
"What, what are we doing here?" she asked belatedly. Sally turned to go back the way they had come. "We'd better go back to the house. I think I'll be just fine now!"
"No," Jack said, holding her by the arm. "Stay awhile," he added in a softer tone, "I'll make it nice for you."
"Dear God! No, no!" she begged, holding one hand at arm's length as if to ward him off.
Jack spoke again, this time pulling her close up against his body. "Don't get upset. You've been upset enough already. What you need is something else. What you need is me!" The words struck terror into Sally, and yet at the sound of them she felt herself overcome by a violent series of thrills that shook her body as though she had touched an ungrounded electrical wire instead of the hard muscular frame of her husband's brother.
"No! Please, Jack, don't talk like this! My God, I'm married to your brother! You can't expect.. . "
"Sure I can, and why not?" Jack replied, moving closer, his arms circling her waist smoothly, firmly. "And you know what? Both you and Bryan will be grateful to me for it later on. I'll teach you the ropes, and then you can show him!"
The obscene words made the slightly drunk young bride want to scream and run away, but she knew he wouldn't release her now. She sent up a silent prayer for help, realizing that her knees were quaking and that everywhere her unconsciously yielding body was pressed up against Jack's she was feeling the most acutely pleasurable sensations she had ever known. And then he was drawing her toward him, disregarding her hands pushing against his chest, his powerful young arms crushing her to him as his hot, eager mouth came down in search of hers, finding it and pressing his lips wetly to his sister-in-law's in a tight grinding manner.
Sally groaned and struggled feebly for a sudden panicky moment, feeling her husband's brother's hand pressing hard into the firm softness of her breast. Realizing protest was futile, she allowed herself to go limp, surprised at the little butterfly-like sensations that once more fluttered through her stomach.
'There, that wasn't that bad, was it?" Jack asked in a low whisper, his hand continuing to stroke her swollen round breasts through the covering robe. Sally moaned in desperation. She couldn't fight him, he was too strong, and now her own body, so much abused by Bryan, was beginning to betray her. The effects of the drinks had turned it into a loose bundle of raw nerve-ends, and her alcohol-fogged mind was rapidly loosing control over it.
"Why not? You're not a virgin anymore," an absurd, horrible voice was saying deep inside her. "It doesn't matter. Nothing matters anymore, and if it's a chance for pleasure . . . "
"Oh!" she gasped. Helpless now, she made no effort toward stopping him as he slipped his hand inside the front of her robe, brushing aside the filmy material of her front-closing nightgown and cupping her nakedly quivering breasts in his anxious hands, sending tiny licking flames of passion crawling enticingly over her awakening flesh. Small pinpricks of delicious feeling raced through the tip of the pliantly smooth surface of her velvety breast as he rolled the hardened nipple maddeningly between his thumb and forefinger.
Sally could feel the heat of her insistent brother-in-law's breath rushing against her ear, and then he was moving his head to bring his lips down to lock wetly on hers.
The frustrated bride was unable to keep from thrusting her tongue forward sharply to meet his. She did it before she even realized it, and Jack sucked it deep into the greedy wetness of his mouth. Oh God! His kisses were like hot burning fire!
He eased his head away and began to pull her down toward the ground with him. "Come on, baby," he urged.
Abruptly, the realization of what she was on the verge of doing struck the young bride and again she thought of breaking away and running, running as fast as she could go, but she doubted now that her legs would even support her weight. She lay uncomfortably against him on the ground, and felt him let go of her momentarily as he began to strip off his clothes.
What was there about him?
CHAPTER FIVE
Ella didn't know afterward what it was that had awakened her. She only knew that somehow she had to get up out of bed and go out and see what was going on. She'd slipped down to the kitchen first of all, spotting the light on; and, finding no one there and the back door hanging wide open, she'd raced back up the stairs.
Quietly, she'd cracked open Bryan's door and peered in. There was Bryan sound asleep on the inflatable mattress...the bed, crumpled and disheveled was empty!
Her heart racing, Ella moved swiftly down the hall. She didn't really know what to think, but she knew that she wanted to have a good idea of exactly what went on in the household, no matter what it was.
The next door she opened was Jack's and the concerned younger sister quickly ascertained that he hadn't slept in his bed that night. Hastily throwing on an old coat over her nightgown, she rushed back downstairs and out the back door. She moved silently and quickly, as only one who knows every inch of the terrain can. There were several places she would investigate that night, she knew already, and she set out for the first of them.
* * *
There in the thicket, lying on the soft pine needle blanket, Sally weakly rolled her head back and forth in limp protest. When he was naked to the waist, her brother-in-law moved toward her again, his arm embracing her, while she pushed flat against his warm muscular chest, the soft curls of silk-like hair tickling her palm. Then his mouth was glued to hers once more, his tongue gliding between her lips, past the barrier of her sharp little teeth, and she found herself sucking on it and jabbing at it with her own tongue. Unconsciously, she let her hand slide over his chest, her fingernails raking one of his nipples, then squeezing and rolling it as he had done to hers.
The inebriated young redhead felt Jack's hand tracing up the trembling hot flesh of her inner thighs, letting the brisk night air caress them until, momentarily, her breath caught in her throat as his fingers slid gently upward, parting the sensitive flanges of her pussy to slip tenderly into its hot wetness and find the quivering inner lips that enshrined her clitoris.
It was then that visions of Bryan, her new husband, loomed up in Sally's brain as if he were somehow standing there staring down at them, a contemptuous sneer of hatred contorting his handsome face...and she froze, finally coming to life to squirm and struggle as she tried to scratch the life out of her brother-in-law's naked back.
"Hey! What the fuck?" Jack started, trying to get out of reach of her razor-sharp fingernails. "What's got into you?"
"Get away from me. Jack. Don't touch me anymore," she was shrieking at him now, "You, you, you animal!! ! "
He reached out, catching her wrists and holding them fast, throwing his weight on top of her and almost crushing her with his powerful body until she could not move a muscle.
"Jack, Jack, please don't do it to me!" Sally pleaded, hot tears streaming down her cheeks as he grabbed her roughly by the shoulder, the full ripeness of her voluptuous thighs, the soft pubic hair covering her loins and the flatness of her white belly visible to him as he raised his pelvis to fumble with his jeans and slide them impatiently down his lean hips. She caught a glimpse of his thick hard penis in his hand, and then he was forcing his way between her legs, spreading her thighs unmercifully as he guided his lewdly distended member forward, shoving her legs roughly apart with his own, forcing her to raise them high as he used the fleshy rubbery head of his cock to part the moistly clasping lips of her pussy.
Sally tossed her head wildly, closing her eyes with a shudder of horror as she felt its soft electrical contact against the sensitive, palpitating edges of her involuntarily moistening pussy. She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, petrified in utter subjugation beneath him.
"OOOOOOHhhhhhh...."she gasped as she felt the first hard pressure against the contracted elastic opening of her puffy almost virginal vaginal lips.
"NNNNNNnnnnggggggggg.. . " she gasped as the bulbous tip slipped through, stretching cruelly the tightly resilient passage until she felt as though her loins were splitting apart from the almost unbearable pressure.
"No, Jack, you're hurting me. You're hurting meeeeeeee." Sally pleaded with her brother-in-law. But when she opened her eyes once more, she saw that he was relishing the sight of her suffering beneath the cruelty of his slow relentless penetration of her helplessly exposed cunt.
Then the grin twisting his face gave way to a contorted grimace of sheer raw lust as if he could barely stand it any longer, this debauched sight of her young form, defenseless, innocent and utterly exposed beneath him, with the head of his young, fully erect cock disappearing into the damp tangle of curls surrounding her futilely resisting pussy.
"I'm going to fuck you now...fuck you good!! ! ! "
He came down heavily upon her, his weight crushing her into the ground beneath them, pushing his hips forward with the same motion as he sent his sleekly penetrating cock sliding up into her cunt with a roaring fury, pushing the moist velvety flesh of her vaginal walls in pressured waves before it. There was no stopping him until, with a loud groan, his balls slapped heavily into the upturned cheeks of his desperately resisting sister-in-law's buttocks.
"Oh God! Oh God!" Sally wailed beneath him, her pain-wracked passage feeling as if his plunging penis had ripped it into a thousand tiny shreds. He had speared into her without mercy or thought of injury, the chunky knob of his cock-head ripping away at her, until now his shaft lay sunk deep up in her belly, filling every part of her burning, impossibly stretched vagina.
Jack lay unmoving for a moment, his face directly above hers. She too remained immobile, afraid to stir for fear of the agony it would bring. Silence, except for their labored breathing, hung between them for a long time, and then suddenly she felt a throb from deep inside as the breadth and length of his hotly pulsating shaft jerked up into her another half inch as he flexed it within her ravished vagina. "UUUUNNNNNnnnnnggggghhhhh Clamping his lustfully searching mouth over hers, Jack began a slow rocking motion between her thighs. The agony was like tiny explosions of gunpowder inside her, searing the soft sensitive cuntal flesh as his motion widened the tightly narrow passage with each short smooth stroke as she groaned in hopeless defeat beneath him.
And then suddenly her body, as though it were severed from her resisting mind, commenced an involuntary reaction. Lewd flames of desire were coursing through her veins and she no longer had the will to fight it. She had lost the battle and now she knew that in spite of her repugnance and horror, she was about to surrender totally to her own brother-in-law lying with his penis buried between her widespread thighs. The mere thought sent chills running along the base of her spine as she felt the slow rhythm of Jack's penis skewering wetly up into her.
Her entire being began to twist and writhe beneath him and she groaned incessantly up into the working moisture of his mouth, shoving her tongue with an abrupt abandon deep into his throat. Faint mewls of animalistic servile acceptance rose from her throat in torrents, and her face was wrung with passion, mouth toiling, neck straining, a light sweat bursting out on her forehead under the now disheveled red hair.
Jack slipped his hands down over the naked curves of her hips and slid them beneath the smooth undulating moons of her moving buttocks, cupping them harshly as he began to thrust forward with greater frenzy.
The alcohol-impassioned bride flexed and relaxed her ass-cheeks while her brother-in-law clutched his fingers tightly into the firm quaking flesh. He jerked her harder up against his loins and she pulled her thighs back toward her chest a little more, the moist wet hole of her vagina spreading open to receive his excitedly pummeling cock to greater and greater depths.
The maddening pain was passed now and her legs on either side of his impaling cock-shaft were shaking and quivering in an abandon she could not control. She closed her eyes, slavering her tongue wantonly up into his mouth, low hums of velvety pleasure rumbling in her throat. She knew the cords in her neck and thighs were standing out hard and tense as she writhed under her brother-in-law from the fervor of her feeling. There was no longer any thought but the delicious sensation of lying beneath her husband's brother who was fucking her against her conscious will, and giving him what he was giving her.
Jack slaved above her, moving suddenly into longer, smoother strokes that drew his cock nearly out of her clasping vagina on the backstroke and then plunged it forward into her uplifted belly again until she felt the harsh slap of his balls against the exposed crevice of her trembling little anus. Then she felt his fingers tracing down the tight skin of her ass-cheeks until he found the small puckered hole cradled defenselessly below.
Without warning, he penetrated it with a sudden quick movement, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding to his assault. Oh, God, it hurt, and she gasped, the groan tumbling from her lips in painful protest.
He thrust harder, and she saw the pleasure he was taking in hearing her sounds of subjugation.
"NNNNOOOOOOooooo.. . " Sally cried out in pain.
But her brother-in-law gave no quarter. He worked his finger around inside, stretching the elastic softness wider and wider as he ground up into her. She felt a second finger making its way into her tortured anal passage and the deep guttural noises coming from her chest eased into whimpers of pain, slowly subsiding to give way to greater moans of pleasure, as her anus slowly became accustomed to the strange unnatural invasion.
Jack brought his other hand around to where his cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her clasping pussy and she felt him begin to fondle the quivering hair-lined lips until more muted, unrestrained groans formed in her throat and escaped her. Her widening vagina seemed to gape in greedy desire, swallowing the whole of his massively pulsating hardness as he plunged mercilessly up into the very core of her being.
Suddenly he quickened his thrust, hot and pulsing and deep, and the tormenting agony of pleasure caused her to thrash beneath him as she felt him rip his fingers from her anal passage with a wet hissing sound, their loss suddenly disconcerting her. But then he was pressing his hands under her knees, pushing them back hard down against the ground on either side of her shoulders, making the pile-driving pounding of his loins as he thrust brutally into her even more lust-inciting than before.
"OH...OH...OH...OH...OH...OH...," Sally chanted beneath him, her face contorted in an unrecognizable mask of wild insane passion.
Again, Jack quickened his stroke, grunting and groaning, grinding deep and hard, his cock boring up into the hidden recesses of her womb. She was a mass of exquisite moisture and her loins blazed with primitive passion, consuming her mind, overpowering all thought other than that of the magnificent pressure building up inside her. She was vaguely aware of his hands running over her like searing tongues of flame, of his lips, of the hot friction of his body as he squirmed and pummeled against her. She was there! She was there!
She panted and writhed, then heard his wailing gasp. His cock became a menacing unrelenting animal, raging and hurtling into her, making her tingle all the way from the tip of her toes to the top of her head.
"OH GOD! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!! ! " she screamed and gasped out. " I I I I II I I I I'MMMMMMM CCUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNNNNNGGGG!" And even as she jerked and bucked against him, she felt his cock distend once more as it began to pump his hot thick sperm far up into her orgiastically quivering belly, their juices mingling deep inside in a wet pool of bliss and passion that she had never dreamed could possibly exist.
The voices were a beacon to the young Ella as she hurried to the spot where she knew she would find them. And then she saw them Jack and her brother Bryan's wife, Sally wildly making love, fornicating there on the ground, the excited young redhead urging her older brother on as she reached a tempestuous obscene climax that made Ella's eyes bulge.
Ella bit the side of her hand to keep from screaming herself as she witnessed the lascivious, adulterous writhing of her brother Jack with Bryan's new bride.
THAT WHORE! she thought, THAT FILTHY LITTLE WHORE!
Ella could feel tears slipping down her cheeks as she watched them, and then she turned and ran away, back toward the house. What will I do now, she wondered, now that I've seen such a thing?!
At last Sally's legs went limp, jerking convulsively and finally falling out to the side, splayed wantonly on either side of her brother-in-law's still-heaving naked body. Her heart pounded in her chest as though it would burst. Her body was satiated, totally satiated for the very first time! And then the temporarily forgotten wave of shame and humiliation returned to her, flooding her mind as she remembered where she was and who was lying on top of her, his thick savage penis still buried to the hilt inside her gently palpitating, tingling vagina.
Well, she had done it, done the worst thing imaginable in the world. And how would she live with it from now on? She who had been so worried about being a virgin for her darling Bryan had now given herself wantonly to his brother, and what's more enjoyed it thoroughly, which is more than she could say for Bryan's love-making. Oh God! She didn't want to think about it, and yet she could think of nothing else!
Slowly, Jack pulled out of her, his deflated' penis slipping from the snugly encasing sheath of her quivering wet vagina with a lewd sucking noise, and collapsed in exhaustion beside her.
Sally could see his cocky, spent grin in the moonlight, and suddenly she wished to God she had something to smash into that smug face. Her own face was wet with tears.
"You bastard!" she cried. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR OWN SISTER-IN-LAW?"
"How could you do it to your own brother-in-law, cutie?" he retorted. "Are you ready to go back now, or do you want a little more?"
"You ignorant filthy animal!" she cried. She was tormented inside, between the aftermath of rapture and the feeling of guilt. She wanted to hurt, but she did not know just how much that one word "ignorant" would cut Jack Waterford to the quick.
He raised up beside her, his face a mask of terrorizing rage, and as Sally looked down between his legs she saw that his meaty cock was stiff and hard once more. His handsome young face was contorted almost insanely.
"Ignorant? So you think Bryan's smarter than I am, do you? Well, obviously he's not so smart after all. Doesn't even know how to fuck a hot little bitch like you! And you don't even need much more than a good hard six inches thrown to that hungry cunt of yours! What's the matter? Couldn't Bryan get it up? I saw you fingering your pussy in the living room like you hadn't had any in a month of Sundays. I'll show you who's ignorant, you little cunt!"
He came toward her and pulled her back across the pine needles on her knees before him, flipping her around so that her full cream-white buttocks were exposed to him in all their glory.
She sobbed as she felt him splay her thighs roughly apart once more. And now he was sprawling over her, half lying atop her swaying, full presented buttocks. His straining hard cock bobbed lewdly into the moist split of her hair-trimmed pussy and she felt it slipping forcefully up and up and up into her stretched aching cuntal channel, and tired as she was, as he began the hard pumping thrusts deep up into her helplessly spread cunt, her sobs were lost in a continuous bestial moan of lust.
CHAPTER SIX
Even though she knew she ought not to, Ella, once back in the house, could not restrain herself. Even if she didn't tell her brother, she knew that she would have to have some kind of talk with him. Poor, poor Bryan!
The dark-haired sister slipped into her brother's room, and stood over his inflatable mattress where he lay sleeping deeply, totally unaware that at that very moment his wife was out groaning under the heavy weight of his older brother.
"Oh, Bryan," Ella gazed lovingly at her brother's features, studying each little detail in sleep as she could not do when he was awake. The long dark eyelashes, so like her own, set off Bryan's young masculine visage, adding an irresistible piquancy that not many females had been able to resist in his youthful career as a girl chaser. Only Sally had seen fit to resist him...Sally, and long before her, his own sister, Ella.
In his sleep, naked beneath the covers, Bryan dreamed the same dream he'd been having for some time now, during his months of dating Sally. The beautiful red-haired girl ceded to him, spreading her naked white thighs wide as she lay upon the bed, beckoning him on, urging him to take her, to prove to her that he loved her. The actual unhappy circumstances did not intrude themselves into Bryan's dream...the hurried marriage, the long-awaited moment when Bryan would at last be alone with the woman who was now his...the disappointing reality of Sally's struggles, her tears and wailings...none of that happened in his dream, and once more Bryan lusted after the lovely lithe creature who embodied because of her very refusal to give herself to him the perfect woman!
When he felt two soft lips brushing his own, he responded perfectly in his sleep, his arms reaching up and around the female form that hovered over him. It had to be Sally, Sally who had at last come to her senses! He kissed her the way he had always wanted to kiss her when the pressures were off, when he only wanted her to know the true tenderness, hidden deep, deep down, but there, the tenderness that he felt for the lovely nineteen year old.
His tongue mingled with hers, softly, wetly, and he felt her full jiggling breasts pushing steadily against his chest as he drew her down against him.
Everything about the smooth, gently quivering body that he held to his was as he knew it should be. Even in his half sleep, he knew that Sally had at last decided to become his wife, his true wife! He could feel his thickening cock jerking up against her covering thigh, and slowly he maneuvered the young girl he thought was Sally so that the moist cleft of her trembling pussy was touching his fully erect penis through the material of her nightgown and the bed sheet.
Above her brother's slowly awakening body, Ella writhed in a steadily rising ecstasy. Yes, she wanted him, even though he was her own brother. It didn't matter she wanted him! Her body, so long untouched, so ripe and willing, ached to be touched gently and with understanding. Her brain swam with desire. It was time...yes, this was the time that her darling brother had to take her as his woman...her...Ella...not that guttersnipe who at this very moment had her legs wrapped around their older brother Jack's thrusting back!
It was good, good to feel his lustfully swollen penis stiff and hard against her, his thick throbbing cock. How long before she would feel it plunging deep inside the moistly pulsating slit of her hair-lined vagina!
Bryan...Bryan...my lover, she moaned silently. She wanted him to be able to crawl up inside her, to possess her, to quiet the thunder that was building up deep within her womb. Hurriedly, frantically she struggled out of her robe and nightgown, moving against her brother all the while so that she kept both of them at a fever pitch of excitement. She revealed her full bouncing breasts, their thick dark nipples pink against the rest of the cream-white flesh of her skin, her smooth flanks, the flat, trembling belly, and there in between her perfectly shaped thighs -the dark hair-lined slit that was filled with impatient longing for the feel of her brother's hard cock high inside it!
"Bryan...Bryan darling, take me now...touch me...rub me...Ohhhhhh yes . . .like that, like that!" Ella moaned and rolled over on her side, trying to pull her brother over on top of her, and he responded instantly, moving his body on top of hers so that she was hopelessly crushed beneath his heavy weight. It was then that Bryan fully opened his eyes and saw his sister. Had he known all along that it wasn't Sally? He couldn't be sure now, nor would he ever be sure later. But it was too late to deny that it was his sister lying there naked and trembling beneath him, his sister whom he'd almost fucked once before almost, but not quite and who was now giving him a second chance!
"Christ, Ella!" he spoke, "What the hell are you doing here? What the hell . . . ? "
Ella's fingertips went up to cover her brother's lips. "Don't speak. Don't say anything. Don't break the spell! You want me, you know you do, and I'm here for you. All of me is here for you!"
"But.. . " There were many arguments that Bryan could think of, but there was no arguing with the feel of Ella's cool fingers slipping lewdly and firmly around the rock-hard pulsing sheath of his rampant cock.
Then he lifted up a bit from her, certain that this time he would do what he knew they both wanted. He would love her long and well, and the devil with the fact that they were brother and sister. She was nothing but a beautiful creature, a young tempting girl, and he was a man who could not resist her!
He let his eyes roam hotly over her nakedness as she lay silent now and unresisting upon the inflatable mattress. It was cool beneath her skin, the sheet having slipped away, and she lay with her eyes half closed, heavy with desire. Crouching on all fours over the white nakedness of his sister's body, Bryan pushed her unresisting milk-white thighs wide apart, and gazed into the pearlescent crevice of her hair-fringed inner pussy. Slithering up between them, he let his knees press between the nineteen year old's ankles, his face panting lewdly a few inches above the hair-covered darkness of her open, moistly waiting cunt. Jesus Christ! She was lovely, lovelier than he'd ever imagined she could be. There had been that day so long ago when they had both been so young and inexperienced, when they had gone at each other like banshees, and yet, he couldn't really say that he had seen her, that he had really looked at his sister's nakedness the way he was doing now. His mouth watered as his eyes stared down at the pulsing center of her sexual being, and he hesitated a moment, and then knew what he would do as the nineteen year old brunette rotated her hips sensuously, expectantly, a fraction of an inch from her brother's parted lips. A drop of saliva dripped from his open mouth to mingle with his sister's intimate secretions, and Bryan could see that she was already glistening wet with excitement from the enticingly narrow split that started at the bottom of her smooth white belly down, all the way down between the rounded moons of her full buttocks that were pressed tightly against the mattress.
Ella gazed at her handsome muscular brother through half-open eyes. She could feel the flat palms of his hands clasped against the tender smoothness of her inner thighs, holding them wide apart, and suddenly she wanted to widen them even further for him. Her secret treasure must now be open to him at his will. She watched in a semi-stupor of desire as his lead lowered slowly, slowly...slowly.
"Aaaaaaaaah!" she jerked as his hotly clasping lips closed over the soft mound at the base of her belly. The blur of his face disintegrated in her vision, evolving once more in the soft curls of her willingly widespread pussy as he planted wet, tingling kisses on the still snug aperture of her once-tried vagina, his lustfully moving tongue swiping lewdly at the quivering opening of his sister's hair-lined cunt.
"OH BRYAN, BRYAN, BRYAN!" she cried. Her own hands moved sensuously down over her throbbing naked breasts and slid along her smooth flat stomach coming to rest on either side of her softly gyrating hips. Her fingers stroked gently for a moment at the flexing hollows of her own inner thighs, then slowly spread the fleshy, hair-lined lips of the moist furrow apart, allowing his hungry mouth complete access to her wet secret being.
Ella pressed her elbows to her ribs and her head tossed from side to side uncontrollably as her brother's hot searing tongue shot out, its flicking tip tantalizingly circling her quivering clitoris. She felt his lips suck, drawing the warm trembling folds deep into the hotly ministering cavern of his mouth while his tongue continued it's maddening licking against the straining clitoral bud. She groaned unashamedly from deep in her throat as the probing tip worked its way up and down the length of the narrow cuntal slit, starting at the lower belly and pressuring its way down over the elastic-rimmed opening of her clasping vagina and into the crevice of her flexing buttocks where it stopped momentarily to do flickering homage to the tight brown hole. Her hips ground wildly into the air mattress, soft mewling animal sounds escaping salaciously from between her passion-clenched teeth.
Her brother worked furiously, feeling the wet pubic hairs brushing teasingly against his cheeks. He'd never experienced anything like this before! And now her groans drove his tongue faster as it worked its way up and down her steaming hot vaginal furrow. He'd never seen a woman so hot before not even the chicks at college had been like this!
Suddenly her hands were tangled in his hair guiding his face to the palpitating opening of her cunt, and he ran his tongue into the soft rimmed flesh, flicking at it for a moment and then withdrawing to tease around the velvety pink edges. She forced him, pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole in her squirming vagina, and as his lips rounded and covered the clasping viscous opening he thrust his tongue deep up into it, raising a low guttural groan from his beautiful younger sister whose supple thighs closed convulsively around either side of his moving head. He could feel the wet cuntal flesh slip moistly around his extended tongue as the walls of her invaded vagina opened and closed in a sucking motion of their own, attempting to pull his tongue deeper and deeper into her. Her heels pushed down against his back, forcing his face into the sensual trap of her parted thighs until he could barely breath, his nose smashed tight against the tiny hard clitoris, relishing the pungent odor of the lust juices now flowing abundantly from her clutching womb. It was inciting his cock to a hardness he wouldn't be able to control much longer. He had to get it into her or explode all over his makeshift bed.
Ella's body was lost in the fire of the moment, every muscle she possessed tensed as she strained her hips upward to meet the maddening probe between her legs. Bryan was magnificent! She had never dreamed it could be like this, that her own brother could bring such pleasure to her almost virginal body!
Her love for him incited her further as her drawn-up legs opened and closed around the tormenting head that was licking gluttonously at her flame-seared vagina. The cords of her neck stood out as she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair of his head.
Then suddenly there was a rushing in her ears and she choked as the ceiling seemed to cave in on her in a great melding swirling flash, and she gasped at the sweet intolerable delight of it, wanting it to go on forever and ever, never stopping. And then she felt Bryan moving up over her, his wet glistening, desire-pained face looked down into hers, and she could feel him there between her legs, his impossibly hard cock pressing, demanding entry into his sister's overheated, throbbingly hot pussy.
"Yes...yes...."she moaned, "Oh God...yes!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Staying on another day?" Ella looked at her sister-in-law Sally in dismayed surprise, her voice Tilled with irony as she added, "But I was given to understand that you would be leaving as soon as you possibly could? Not that you're not welcome in the Waterford household, any wife of Bryan's is a friend of mine!"
But there were tears in Ella's eyes as she turned back to the stove to continue fixing breakfast. She glared down through the welling tears at the boiling eggs in the pan, and remembered that this day could have been the happiest in her life. Her body beneath the light summer dress she wore still burned with the traces and memories of the hungry love-making she and her brother had indulged in the night before, and Ella had arisen with a smile on her lips, knowing that that day Sally would be leaving, and that once more she would slip into her brother's room at night, or perhaps he would come to hers. For she felt not the slightest bit of guilt; she was far too happy for that. She had always loved Bryan, and Ella felt that in some strange way this was her destiny.
Now her incestuous destiny was being spoiled, and by the most despicable person she could imagine, that adulterous little wife of Bryan's! She regretted now not having told her brother, not having had the courage or the wdl to mention what she had seen in the woods before she'd gone to his room. And now she heard a sound behind her and whirled to face Jack who entered the kitchen with his usual smirking expression, ready to have his breakfast served as usual. When his mother was home she usually did it, and now in her absence he depended upon his little sister Ella to keep him well-fed.
"Breakfast ready? I could eat a horse!" he announced to the two women.
"Get it yourself! I'm going to work!" Ella screamed and dashed out of the room, nearly knocking him over as she whipped past him.
Sally shivered as she looked at Jack. Could it really be true that she was in love with him and not his brother Bryan? Why else would she have given herself to him like that? For. alcohol or not, she had to recognize that she had been more than a willing partner in the most thrilling night she had ever known. That was what it was all about! That was the wondrous feeling of satisfaction that she had always dreamed about! And Jack had made her feel it her husband's brother, rather than her own husband!
"Hi, beautiful! Hope you're in a better mood this morning than my sister!" Jack moved swiftly, and boldly cupping his startled sister-in-law's breast in one hand, squeezed her calf flesh with the other while kissing her hard on her lips.
In spite of her shame and embarrassment, the young adulterous bride felt the same terrible attraction, that same magical sensation that seemed unfailingly to spring from nowhere at Jack Waterford's touch.
She blushed a deep crimson and tried to speak, but could not. What could she say? She already knew that she would not leave that day not when Jack had promised to take her in to get her tickets if she would wait another day.
"Give your marriage a chance, and if not your marriage, give me another chance!" he'd said, and the crude words had cut deeply. Perhaps he was right and she should try again with Bryan, especially now that she had been unfaithful to him! But in truth Sally didn't know what to do, and just as it had been when she was a younger girl living at home, she decided to let the decisions be made for her. So she would stay another day, and if things weren't better, much better by then, she would leave and face her mother's pity and I-told-you-so's.
"Real slugabed, that Bryan, isn't he?" Jack said, managing to burn himself on a very hot and overcooked soft boiled egg. Outside, the sound of Ella's car roaring off could be heard, and Sally breathed a sigh of relief. It was also a source of relief to her that Bryan did turn out to be such a heavy sleeper. She had returned to the room after her tryst in the woods with Jack feeling sheepish and guilty only to find him sound asleep in the same position in which she'd left him on the inflatable mattress, and the fact he was still sleeping now facilitated matters greatly. She could go into town with Jack and get her tickets, and face Bryan later on when she was more prepared and had the security of the ticket in her pocket to back her up. She would also send a telegram to her mother today to forestall her sending the FBI out after her daughter. Sally realized her mother was the type who would send the girl's photographs to all the local newspapers with the request that she be listed as a missing person. For all she knew, her pictures were already plastered all over the Village Voice and other local New York papers, but Sally was aware that her mother would wait until the last moment to advertise in any of what she considered the more respectable New Jersey papers.
She smiled timidly at Jack, her mind filled with the haunting, burning images of the things her brother-in-law had done to her the night before, the things he had made her feel!
Jack neatly polished off two eggs even though they were completely hard-boiled and he liked a three-minute egg. Then he had toast, jam, and butter, washed down with two cups of coffee. Sally wasn't feeling terribly hungry that morning, just nervous. She had a cup of coffee while waiting for Jack to finish eating, and then the two of them set off for town.
Jack's old car rattled along, and Sally was overly conscious of his presence there beside her, overly conscious of the fact that they were leaving Bryan, her husband, far behind them, that in fact, Jack would take her anywhere. They could go off and spend the day together, and no one would be the wiser. She knew it would be terribly wrong to do so, but she still felt the lingering ghosts of her strong desire, the very same desires that had been so expertly quenched by her husband's brother, and she could not help thinking, wondering what it would be like to know that intensity just one more time!
Jack prattled on as the car jounced over bumpy country roads, until finally the town came into sight. The handsome young man stopped the car in front of the bus station, and Sally went in and purchased her ticket. With the ticket in her purse, she returned to the waiting car and Jack drove her along the small main street of the town to the Western Union office. There she sent her mother the wire just crazy enough to satisfy her mother's odd tastes: "Sorry. . . caught up learning French at Ambassador's daughter's home...letter follows. . . love and kisses Sally."
Her mother would love it, and most of all it would give Sally time to settle her own life one way or another. If she had a reconciliation with Bryan (she felt forced to think of this as a possibility...why else would she stay another day?) then she could eventually present herself to her family as a happily married woman. If not. . . well, she'd just make up a good story about her fictitious friend, the ambassador's daughter, and make sure that Bryan paid for a quick, quiet divorce.
"All set?" Jack's voice was pleasant, and Sally did not miss the fact that his eyes swept appraisingly over her body as she slid into the car beside him again. She felt almost as though he could see through her as he had, in fact, seen every detail of her naked body!
"Yes," Sally said. She felt free, freer now than she'd ever been in some inexplicably way, and when Jack said that he would drop her off at the taxi stand so she could get a cab back home, she could not understand why she felt so terribly and suddenly depressed.
"Where...where are you going?" she asked almost timidly.
"Going to work. A man's got to work, you know! You run along home and see about Bryan now. I'll see you later on, won't I?"
"Yes.. . yes, of course!" Sally got out of the car feeling dazed and, in some way she couldn't explain, cheapened. What had she been thinking of anyway? Of course, she had to go back. She had to try to see what could be done about her marriage to Bryan.
"Good-bye, sweetheart. Chin up! You're a big girl now!"
"Good-bye." Sally waved as Jack sped away in his car, trailing dust and fumes from his faulty exhaust system as he rattled out of sight.
* * *
Bryan awoke and realized that he had not dreamed about his sister last night -she had actually been there. He could still smell her sweet, feminine smell upon his lips, taste her there where he had kissed her so deeply.
Sally was nowhere in the room. The big double bed was neatly made up as though no one had ever slept in it. But Bryan didn't know who he wanted more at the moment: Sally, his wife for the time being at least, or Ella, his sensuous and demanding sister!
He rose nonetheless and showered and dressed, trying to work things out in his mind. He didn't feel terribly different from having slept with his sister. If anything, he felt more relaxed, more satisfied than he'd felt in months. What a woman Ella was! Bryan wandered through the house and realized that he was all alone. For all he knew, Sally had already left, gone home to Momma, but then he recalled that he'd seen some of her things up in the room, so he supposed she'd be coming back for them unless she intended to have him send them to her. And then a vague worry that Sally might have awakened to see the incestuous performance between him and his sister last night entered his head. He hadn't given the matter a thought until now! What a mess!
The young man felt thoroughly depressed at being all alone in the big house, and so he decided to do what he usually did at such times. He would go into the next biggest town thirty miles away and go to a movie, any movie would do, and thus stave off having to think about anything for as long as possible.
His car passed a cab going along the highway that led up to the tumoff for the Waterford house, but Bryan was preoccupied and did not see Sally sitting in the back seat on her way back to the empty house.
* * *
It was dark before Bryan got home. He'd seen three movies and had dinner in a diner on the way back. Entering the house, he found Ella sitting alone in the kitchen, and from the dismal expression on her pretty face he knew something was wrong.
"Where's Sally?" he asked, and Ella was immediately pained at hearing Sally's name on her brother's lips. Perhaps he loved Sally after all...perhaps...But she didn't give herself time to think...she just blurted out what she knew.
"You want to know where she is? I'll show you! That little tramp you married! How could you even dare to bring her back to the house!"
"What are you talking about? What in hell's name is going on, anyway?"
Ella was nearly hysterical as she recounted what she'd seen the night before, and she became even more so when Bryan professed not to believe her.
"You're making that up, Ella. You know you always make things up, even when we were kids. Now just because of what happened between us last night, that's no reason to make this up about Sally. I know for a fact that she's...she's frigid, cold as ice. She couldn't possibly . . . "
Ella's screaming interrupted him, and suddenly he was being dragged along. "They're out there right now. Same place as last night!" she cried. "I know they are. They headed out there as soon as Jack got back from work. Said he was going to show her the property limits or some such. Come on! I'll show you just how frigid little Miss Priss is!"
Bryan followed his sister, growing more and more uncertain and more and more concerned as they went along. When they came to the birch trees Ella slowed down and cautioned her brother to be quiet, and it was then that they heard the sounds.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, JACK JACK JACK! OH YES DO IT! DO IT TO MEEEEEEEEEE!"
"You asked for it, baby...uuuuugh."
"Aaaaaaaaah...oh . . .oh . . .oh...Ahhhhhhhh!"
Bryan moved swiftly forward, his face purple with rage as he mentally confirmed that it was Sally's voice. He had never heard her sound like that, but it was unmistakably her voice!
Then he could see them, in there through the leaves, the still bright moon lighting up their stark-naked bodies as they writhed and moaned wantonly together on the pine-covered ground. His wife's long, sensuously tapered legs were wrapped up and around his brother's back, and she was drawing him swiftly into the voracious depths of her hungrily open cunt.
Jack's fingers were teasing and pulling at her tautly erect nipples as the warm accepting walls of Sally's awakened vagina surrounded Bryan's brother's heavy, lust-thickened cock. Slowly and thoroughly he thrust and wormed ever upward, grinding and grunting as he slid far inside Sally's tightly enclosing pussy.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhh baby...you feel so fucking fine! Better than last night!" Jack exclaimed. And the words felt like hot coals striking at Bryan's eardrums as his unbelieving eyes took in the most lascivious sight he'd ever witnessed.
"Already? You hot little cunt.. . NNNNNNNGH...You can have as much of this old cock as you want, honey!"
Bryan turned to hurry back to the house, and although his sister scurried to catch up with him and try to talk to him, he refused to look at her, to even acknowledge her presence.
Ella regretted now what she had done, and seeing that Bryan was deeply affected, she tried to apologize.
"I...I'm sorry, Bryan...Oh, Bryan, I'm so sorry!" she cried.
But Bryan went straight up to his room and closed the door in Ella's face. He took off his clothes and sat on the bed, stunned, drained, furious. He was determined that he would wait for Sally to return to the room. For return she would, he was certain, just as if nothing had happened, as though she couldn't even dream of spreading her seething hot redheaded cunt for his own brother!
* * *
Shaken and trembling, Sally made her way up the stairs, thankful for the fact that the rest of the house was dark and no one was about to see her return from "seeing the property limits" with Jack. Jack had entered earlier, and she assumed he'd already gone to bed. She had spent much more time out there with her brother-in-law than she'd imagined. In fact, she thought it must be almost midnight by now, and she hadn't even seen Bryan all that day.
Her bus ticket was for tomorrow afternoon she had spent her last evening here in the strong and overpowering arms of her brother-in-law!
The young redhead could still feel the force of his thick surging cock high inside her, and she ached to feel it again. What was happening to her anyway...and what did it mean? She opened the door to the room she shared with her new husband as quietly as she possibly could, and then she tiptoed in, certain that he would be sound asleep as usual in any case. That would be fine, she thought, because then he would not see how crumpled her dress was, even though she had taken it off in the woods. Nor would he see how mussed her burnished red hair was.
"Been out for a walk?"
Bryan's voice was calm . . .too calm...as it came from the bed. Not the inflatable mattress, but the double bed.
Sally jumped. "Yes, yes, I have!" she said a trifle too loudly. "Where have you been all day? I wanted to talk to you, to discuss things."
"Perhaps we could discuss things now. But don't let me stop you from undressing. You were undressing, weren't you?"
Sally hurriedly continued removing her wrinkled dress. Better to let him see her unclothed than in the dress that had lain t rumpled on the ground while she took his brother for a lover!
"I...I'd like to discuss things...yes, Bryan.. . " she said as steadily as she could. She took off her brassiere, feeling her nipples sore and red where Jack had pinched them, but she was sure that her husband could not see that. And when she took off her panties, she knew that they were damp, as was her curl-covered pussy, I still warm from the thorough fucking she'd I just received. She stood with her back to I her husband so he would not see this, unmindful of his eyes burrowing into the curved double shapes of her cream-white buttocks.
"Good," Bryan said. 'There's a lot to talk about, a lot to do. Let's talk about I why you don't want to fuck with me first!"
"Please, please, Bryan, don't start I again," Sally pleaded. "Don't start talking to me like that again...I...I. . . can't stand it!"
"OH COME ON SALLY! YOU REALLY PISS ME OFF! I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE BEEN DOING ON YOUR LITTLE WALK! BUT COME ON, WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME? WHAT WERE YOU DOING? CERTAINLY NOT ANYTHING AS NASTY AS FUCKING, WAS IT? CERTAINLY NOT ANYTHING AS UNCOUTH AS SCREWING, AS SCREWING AND GETTING SCREWED BY MY FUCKING BROTHER!! ! "
He knows! Sally stood rooted to the spot, trapped, her wildest fears realized.
"You're a whore, Sally, a whore!" Sally heard Bryan saying, and tears began to stream down her face. Suddenly she was speaking, "Yes...yes...yes...I'm a whore! I am! I AM!
"You're a dumb stupid cunt!" he announced.
"Yes, yes, I AM! I AM!" she agreed, sobbing hopelessly.
"Get your ass over here and I'll show you what happens to whores!" he said. 'That's right! Get up on that bed and I'll show you!"
"No, no, Bryan, stop it! Don't do this to me!"
But she begged in vain. Soon she was kneeling naked on her hands and knees on the bed. The hows and wherefores were all lost in a muddle of confusion as the horrible realization that she was not to be forgiven swept over her. Bryan had no sympathy for her whatsoever, and she could tell from the steely tone in his voice that he would tolerate no nonsense from her. It seemed almost too cruel that she should now be nakedly exposed to him, waiting for him to take her, for that was obviously what he intended to do. But then she realized that whatever her husband did to her now she deserved. She really deserved punishment for her sinful acts.
"Oh God, Bryan...do it and get it over with! Why don't you beat me now and get it over with!"
But Bryan had already decided that he wouldn't do that. He knelt behind her, his thick cock already bulging and straining, the purplish veins standing out on the sides of the anger-hardened shaft. Leaning over his crouching wife, he slowly and deliberately parted the cheeks of her fully rounded buttocks, stretching them wider than they would normally go.
"Spread those legs wider!" he commanded. He heard her moan and a perverse smile played upon his lips as suddenly he bent forward to lick the small brown opening of her tightly puckered anus.
"NNNNNNOOOOOoooooo...."Sally cringed at the debasing wet feeling back there in her unprotected nether crevice. She shuddered at the thought that Bryan would do such a thing to her. It seemed so crudely obscene that she could only protest in the most perfunctory way. But didn't she deserve it? Hadn't she already begged him to beat her? This lewd licking was far worse than any beating he might have given her! She felt powerless to move from her hands and knees on the bed as her angry husband's tongue continued to lick teasingly in the crack of her helplessly naked ass-cheeks, sending weird perverted chills running through her. She felt even more ashamed and embarrassed than when he'd made her suck his penis, and somehow she felt more naked than ever before in her young life.
"Wider...wider!" Bryan called out gruffly, beginning to really enjoy the torment he was putting his young bride through. "You'll get to like it," he assured her, "just like you learned to like fucking!" he added, leaning farther into her long beautiful legs which were now spread so far apart that she could feel the tendons of her nakedly straining thighs pulling hard. Then suddenly Bryan's tongue was gone and she thought for a moment that it would be all over soon. But almost instantly, she felt a quick sharp pain in her rectum. With a start of alarm, she realized that he had wormed his finger into her tightly clenched anus and was pushing it and working it to sink its insistent thickness into her reluctantly yielding nether flesh. She tried to squirm away from his crudely probing finger, but he held her fast with his other hand around her hip, beginning to turn his finger in the depths of her rubbery channel sliding it steadily upward despite Sally's humiliated protests.
The pain was horrible, so much more so than when Jack had forced his finger inside there. Then, at least, she had been experiencing pleasure at the same time, but now there was only this terrible pain.
"NO BRYAN! PLEASE . . . ! "
"You want me to stop?" he asked her as if taunting a small child, "All right then, I'll stop." He withdrew his finger, feeling the smooth rubbery folds inside her rectum clinging tenaciously to it, almost as if it were reluctant to be freed from the unwanted entry. His huge swelling penis was aching insistently, and he wanted to get on with it. He moved forward and pressed his lust-engorged cock-head against the tiny clenched opening, feeling the narrow trembling crevice surround the tip of his rigidly swollen penis.
Sally groaned in terror.
He was actually going to try to have intercourse with her back there!
"No, Bryan, please, for God's sake, no! Let's do it the regular way. Please, Bryan, not like this!! "
Her begging was interrupted by his sudden forward movement as the bloated head of his impatiently straining cock pushed at his helpless wife's protesting rectum, pushed hard and then harder still, while in the midst of Sally's gasps of pain, the tiny tightness of her futilely resisting entrance gave way so that Bryan's cock-head sank just inside her puckering little anus.
"AAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH
GGGGG!! ! " Sally writhed in helpless agony, the unnatural entry bringing a searing pain that radiated through her brutally ravished loins, sending shafts of stabbing torment driving throughout her nakedly trembling body.
"BRYAN...YOU'VE GOT TO STOP...OH BRYAN...IT HURTS TOO MUCH! YOU'VE GOT TO STOP! BRYAN!! ! "
But instead of complying, Bryan pushed his hotly pulsing penis-head another few inches up into his beautiful young bride's stretched pain-wracked anal passage. Listening to her near-hysterical cries, he told himself that he had to go through with the whole thing now, no matter what he had to feel his excitedly throbbing prick deep up inside her soft clenching ass-cheeks. Already her rectum was contracting with hard squeezes, trying to expel his blood-engorged penis; but these frantic efforts on Sally's part were only serving to give him a luxurious tingling sensation all around his painfully rigid member. He could feel his desire-hardened cock sliding all the way forward, high up into the tight canal, unmercifully pushing the tiny ridges of anal flesh before it as it went.
A gigantic shudder traversed Sally's body as she fell forward on her face, her head lolling into the rumpled bedcovers and her firmly shaped breasts surging and heaving against the mattress below. With her sorely aching buttocks-cheeks still high in the air, she lay completely still for an instant, overcome by the thickly churning piston that lay firmly embedded in her hitherto virginal rectum. He was probably ruining her back there! She couldn't imagine ever feeling the same back there again. The smooth swells of her buttocks were being spread even wider by her husband's rough hands and she helplessly cursed the day that she'd married him.
Through her haze of pain, she even wondered if indeed all of this were really happening to her.
But it definitely was, and her cries were now just muffled sobs into the tear-stained mattress. Feeling that her resistance had decreased, the vengeful young husband began a steady fucking up into his wife's softly trembling back passage. It felt too good for him to stop now!
He no longer fell any anger against her, just a need to cum deep inside the tightly pulsing channel of her violated rectum!
Beneath him, the humiliated young bride tried to adjust her position so that it would hurt less, but each move she made caused the pain to swell violently inside her, as she realized with bitter hopelessness that Bryan behind her was getting more and more pleasure from all her efforts to escape the ruthless impalement. He increased the strength of his cruel strokes up into her nakedly defenseless anal passage as his cuckolding wife began to construe each brutal delving stroke of her husband's lust-engorged cock as specific punishment for her misdeeds.
Yes, she certainly deserved this terrible experience.
As in her childhood fantasies of hell, this could definitely be it. Hell was not an after-life it was happening right now!
Her pain-wracked anus began anticipating each new savage stroke and her desperately jerking buttocks received the buffeting of Bryan's massively thrusting loins with a new masochistic pleasure.
Bryan looked down at the incredible sight of his passion-swollen' instrument grinding hotly in and out of his wife's nether flesh, glistening dully, a deep purplish color as it left the desperately straining confines of her ravaged rectum. He let his hands roam underneath her smooth flat belly, knowing instinctively that she would no longer try to get away from him. His fingers found the soft, hair-covered mound of her pussy, and, with one swift insinuating motion he spread the delicate cushions that formed her cuntal lips and slid his outstretched middle finger up into her already wetly receptive cunt.
He arched upwards into her rear passage with his lust-bloated hardness as he slid another finger into her vagina and began tickling the gentle pussy-folds.
He knew now that, in spite of her total opposition to the act he was performing, she would not be able to resist his playing with the tiny up-thrust bud of her clitoris.
Unwanted pleasure began seeping through Sally's nakedly besieged loins as
Bryan's fingers continued to slide expertly between the hair-fringed lips of her excitedly tingling little pussy and, wriggle obscenely up into her hot moist cuntal slit.. "
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhooooo...."she was wailing now with a completely different sound, the extent of her arousal now becoming apparent to her feverishly fucking husband as he felt his long hard penis slithering deeper inside her acquiescent rectal passage than he had ever thought it would go.
Sally, half crazy with the conflicting emotions rife within her, squealed weakly as a deliberately teasing flick of her husband's middle finger at her swollen clitoris made her jerk uncontrollably. Then his fingers began fucking in earnest up into her openly flowering cunt, rising high and hard up into the hotly sucking folds.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! ! "
Pleasure flooded Sally's passion-tortured body from all sides and even her savagely ravished rectum began to respond to Bryan's insanely churning cock in a different way. With a loud gasp, she grunted out, "YES! I...I like it.. . Yes, I like it! Fuck me! Fuck me up the ass!"
She had never before in her life used such words and she was surprised at how satisfying it felt to hear herself uttering them as her entire body undulated and twitched lewdly while her mouth gaped open and her panting grew heavier and faster. She was dancing obscenely back at Bryan's madly lunging penis, her knees quaking and her heart in her throat while her warmly seeping pussy squirmed eagerly and shamelessly around her husband's probing fingers.
Bryan fucked hard into her seductively splayed ass-cheeks while toying with her desire-drenched vagina, easily bringing her to a point of frenzied delight that amazed him as her tightly clenching anus gripped his ramrod-stiff cock spasmodically and crazily. He knew that she was cumming, and, teeth tightly clenched, he ground his lust-swollen pistoning cock harder up into her, his fingers impaling her flooding cunt and feeling his own wildly driving hardness pounding intoxicatingly into her from behind.
"NNNNNNNGGGGG . . . ! ! ! " he cried out, feeling his own white-hot seething cum suddenly speeding voluminously far up into his young bride's squirming rectum.
"OH FUCK, SALLY...FUCK...FUCK...FUCK!! ! "
His spurting sperm was racing up into her straining rectal passage with tremendous speed as Sally arched her back and flexed her buttocks hard against her husband's heavily invading length, tightening and opening her Finger-impaled climaxing pussy.
"YYYYEEEEESSSSSS!! ! " she moaned out as she descended into an all-enveloping cloud of brilliantly explosive orgasm. "FILL ME...FILL ME...FFFIIIILLLL MEEEEEEE!! ! " she gasped hoarsely, a fine spray of froth forming at her lips. "MAKE ME CUM...MAKE ME CCCUUUMM...AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!! ! "
Bryan's hands dug into Sally's tender buttock-flesh, his breath coming haltingly from his open mouth. He could hear his wife moaning his name, and he pulled her already widespread ass-cheeks farther apart with his thumbs as she started a low throaty whining noise that almost sent him out of his mind.
His orgasm was sustaining itself over an incredible period of time, and he felt that she too was still cumming...or perhaps cumming more than once. The thick head of his endlessly spouting cock pressed hard into his wife's contracting rectum as her entire body shivered and quaked. Then he reached under her and grabbed onto her dancing swaying breasts, one voluptuous mound fully occupying each hand. "Oh baby...yeah...yeah!"
"Oh Bryan, it's good.. . IT'S SO GOOD!"
Her new husband gasped and gave a mighty thrust into her hotly clenching depths as Sally responded hungrily, squeezing the last hot thick drops of semen from his pressured cock as waves of unabashed pleasure swept him to dizzying heights. It seemed as if he had never truly cum before.
Bryan realized that Sally was collapsing on the bed beneath him, her lithe satiny nakedness humid from her exertion, her body convulsing as though she were having an epileptic fit. Her anal muscles were still clinging all around her husband's deeply inserted cock, milking and massaging it as it had never been massaged before. Tears of delight sprung to Bryan's eyes as he smashed his wife's moaning twisting body beneath his own, his deflating cock still thrust deep between the gyrating cheeks of her still gently trembling buttocks. He could feel his own cum expanding from within the tight passage of her anus, doubling back onto his exhausted cock. It felt warm and slippery and good.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ella paced up and down outside in the hallway. The sounds emanating from her brother's room had led her to kneel down at the keyhole and spy upon the married couple. After all, it was her fault, wasn't it? She had told Bryan about Sally and her brother Jack, and now Sally's punishment was in a sense coming from her too! Yet, as the punishment turned to obvious pleasure for both Bryan and Sally, Ella realized that her plans had backfired completely. She had done nothing more than bring them back together again.
The very thought of it was enough to drive her insane, and she knew that she had to get out of the house, no matter what. The unhappy nineteen year old girl raced to her room and hurriedly tossed on a dress and a cardigan sweater, then rushed back down the stairs and out the front door. The night air was cool and refreshing on her burning face, and as she slipped behind the steering wheel of her secondhand Comet, she saw that her hands were trembling. The car responded, however, and within seconds she was speeding down the highway toward town, her mind whirling with strange, tortured thoughts, thoughts of her abnormal love for her brother, of the love she couldn't feel for her boy friend Scott, off fighting or maybe dead did it really matter which? The only thing which seemed to matter was the present, the fact that she was who she was, alive and suffering, alone and rejected by the one person she valued most on earth, her brother, Bryan.
She didn't know what she would do, but the young girl knew she had to act.. . some act of protest against the events that were taking place all around her. She sped into the main street of town; it was about three in the morning and everything was closed up tight. She passed the beauty shop where she worked all day long creating dull hair styles for dull local women, and she felt her stomach turn. There had to be more to life than this, she thought bitterly. There had to be much more!
She turned the comer and felt the car complain about the speed at which she was driving it. Up ahead, the one bar in town had its lights on, and outside were gathered the usual score of local imitation hippies. Ella had been to New York once and she had seen what the young people really looked and acted like, or so she thought, and she knew that these kids were content to let their hair grow long to try to pass themselves off as being "with it", but in effect that was all they were prepared to do.
As she stopped for the town's one red light, a couple of the boys strolled over to her car, pretending they were high and far out.
"Hey...baby...what's happening!" one of them said. Ella looked at him, all her fury and frustration focusing on this one human being who had the misfortune to be addressing her right now! He couldn't have been more than fifteen, and his face was broken out in blemishes. His blond hair hung down to his shoulders, and he was dressed in faded buckskin.
"Get in!" Ella declared through clenched teeth.
The boy looked frightened and turned to his companion for support.
"She said get in, man. That's Ella Waterford. You gonna pass that up?"
"B...but.. . "
"Are you gonna get in or not?" Ella's foot raced the motor impatiently. There was a crazy gleam in her dark eyes.
"Sure.. . " the boy said, hesitantly opening the car door, "But what about my dog?"
"Bring him too. Put him in the back. Just hurry up!"
The boy's friend led the big German shepherd and helped him get it into the back seat of the car. Then seeing that everyone was in, Ella started off again.
The boy was silent as he sat beside the older woman. What did she want from him anyway? He started to ask her, but was too frightened by the speed of the car to speak. She didn't seem to care how fast she took those curves. In the back seat, the dog, Hero, settled down to sleep.
Finally the boy got up the courage to ask, "Just out driving?"
"Do you know how to make love?" Ella asked bluntly. A stranger's body a totally new person perhaps this would soothe her, make her forget the coupling bodies of her sister-in-law and brother. "I...uh . . . "
"Never mind...it doesn't matter...I'll show you what to do!"
"Uh . . .listen, Miss Waterford.. . ! think you'd better just let me out Obviously she was out of her head, and young Jimmy Lawrence didn't want to have anything to do with her. He'd heard about Ella Waterford of course, had even seen her around town...and he knew that she was considered one of the most beautiful girls in the area...but he'd never dreamed that she was crazy...that he'd find himself out in the middle of nowhere with her in her car like this...and that she'd be talking about screwing! The most he'd ever done was pet with his steady girl friend Betty...and a couple of times he'd cum just rubbing up against her.. . but that was as far as it had gone. Jimmy had little time to contemplate the full ramifications of his situation, however, before Ella pulled the car to a screeching halt at the side of the road and the car lurched and bumped crazily up into a half-hidden side road.
There was utter silence as the boy sat huddled against the seat and watched Ella moving over toward him. Her fingers moved hurriedly upon the fly of his leather pants. He tried to protest and then thought of what the other guys would say. They would think he was crazy for protesting, that was for sure!
"Can't you help me? Hurry! I don't have much time!"
Then her cold fingers were reaching in, extracting his youthful inexperienced cock, fingering it, fondling it, making it grow stiff and hard in her hands.
Ella could feel the pit of her belly and thighs rubbing nakedly against the car seat. She was already moist from the lewd spectacle of the boy's cock, hard and stiff between her fingers. In the shadowy light she could see that he was afraid, and this too excited her as her palms pumped up and down along the sleek pole of flesh, the young boy's virgin penis that would soon be entering her. "How do you want to do it?" she asked lewdly, cruelly. As if he'd know!
The boy, tormented and embarrassed by the extent of his desire, gulped and was silent. And then she was moving closer, and he could see that she was grinning from ear to ear Then her scent was overwhelming him, the sweet perfume she wore inundating him as she hovered over him, managing to straddle him right there in the front seat of the car. She was pressed so tightly to him that it didn't seem as though either one of them could move. She adjusted herself and raised the short hem of her skirt, revealing the smooth white columns of her naked thighs, and then he felt the moist, hair-lined slit of her pussy touching the rigid column of his desire-filled cock.
"NnnnnnMMMMMMMMMmmmmm!" she cried hoarsely. Her fingers went down between their bodies this time, positioning the tip of his slender boyish shaft so that it was pushing directly at the very entrance of her hotly expectant cunt! "Push!" she commanded. "Push it in!" Behind them in the back seat, aroused by the sensual odors and the obvious activity in the front seat, the German shepherd growled suspiciously.
"It's okay, boy!" Jimmy called out in a strangled voice as he pushed for dear life, the most wondrous sensations he'd ever known surrounding his uninitiated young cock as it slid up into the heated interior of the. first woman's cunt it-had ever known. He could feel her cuntal muscles contracting wildly around his penetrating penis, holding it and molding it, making it do her bidding as she rolled and moved lasciviously against him.
"YES, LITTLE BOY! FUCK ME!" she cried, beside herself with delight as she felt the burgeoning penis surging upward within the moist confines of her snugly clasping vagina. "Doesn't it feel good . . . ? " she inquired. "I bet it's your first time...OH YES THAT'S GOOD! YOU'RE LEARNING! YOU'RE LEARNING!" she encouraged, gyrating and pushing against Jimmy's youthful loins. Ella waited as the thickening cock pushed upward into the soft tight folds of her pinkly flowering cunt, rising fast up into the depths of her tender split. The wet lips of her quivering pussy trembled and clutched voraciously around her young captive's advancing penis as she felt herself growing wetter and wetter.
"OH DEAR GOD!" she cried out, overwhelmed by the sheer perversity of what she was doing. "OH BRYAN! DEAR BRYAN!" she could not help calling out her brother's name as she sucked the young boy up inside her with all the strength her cuntal muscles could muster, her face pressed hard against his as she could hear him moaning and whimpering beneath her. This moment seemed to make all her life bearable! She was fucking this little boy, a boy such as her brother Bryan had been once. Yes, she was fucking him and loving it!! ! Again and again he pushed upward and she slid down against him, feeling her legs and back cramped and knocking against the hard ungiving surfaces of the car. The night was dark around them as she groaned and winced with delight, smacking her nakedly gyrating loins down upon the incredulous boy, making him grow more and more excited.
The boy was reaching a total frenzy of excitement that used every sinew and muscle of his body. Hungrily, this older woman spurred him on and with equal ardor he responded. And then he was cumming! It advanced upon him steadily and there was nothing he could do about it.
The tip of Jimmy's cock pistoned sharply against the nineteen year old beauty's raging pussy, striking once, twice, and now again...and then he was released, falling and splitting in two, dizzying sparks invading him as this his first real orgasm took hold of him and shook him to the very core of his being.
To think that it would happen like this the first time. . . to think!
"AAAAAAArrrhhhhhgggg!" he cried out, and he felt her clinging to him, her insides clutching at his spending penis frantically, urgently. But he was lost to her now, swooning with the acute sensations of his powerful release. God, it was good!
"NO! NONONONONONO!" Ella cried out. "TOO SOON! TOO SOOOOOOON!" She bounced wildly up and down on the quickly deflating young penis within her unsatisfied vagina, but to no avail, while behind them the dog whimpered in the back seat.
Ella felt the whole world caving in on her again. Her anguish now was just as strong as it had been before she'd used this lewd act as "therapy", if not stronger. She had to have satisfaction and have it fast!
Jimmy could not believe his eyes as h saw Ella scramble away from him abandoning him in the front seat as she climbed over to confront the dog. Her growled at, first, but then whimpered with pleasure as Ella reached down and stroked his fur-encased canine cock. She'd owned dog once and she knew that it did not take much for them to get excited. Although she'd never gone this far, she'd though about it, and now it seemed the only solution, and Hero responded to her gentle stroking until presently she felt the hard pink carrot-shape of his dog-cock slip from its sheath.
Panting herself, excited by what she was doing, the young girl suddenly lay down upon the back seat, pulling the furry beast over her. She drew its head down beside her and lifted up her naked legs, offering him her tender hair-lined pussy-slit. The dog whined and seemed not to understand at first, but then the lust-depraved brunette directed him until the thick animal cock-tip sunk deep up inside Ella's nakedly quivering cunt.
"UUUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGH-HHHHGGGGG!"
The dog began to fuck furiously into the offered feminine opening, and Ella felt her orgasm building again.
"FUCK ME, DOG! FUCK ME DOG! PUCK ME!!" she growled but the odd sensation of the inhuman cock rising hard aid fast creating a friction high within her teaming, wildly aroused cunt.
"OHHHHHHHH! DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP!" she cried, oblivious to the young boy who watched the obscenely bestial scene with gaping mouth from the font seat.
She imagined herself a helpless, defenseless prisoner, trapped beneath the tattering lust of an animal, and in her fantasy the animal would fuck her forever until she could cum no more. She felt herself climaxing as a breathtaking tidal wave of searing, indescribably wonderful elation roared through her madly aroused body. She clung desperately to the animal's fur, smelling his dog odor, letting it arouse her more as the lips of her eager pussy worked and sucked at his rising penis, her breath rasping in short frenzied gasps as the powerful lightning-like sensations jolted her from the top of her skull down to her desperately curling toes.
"OH GOD...I'M CUMMMMM-INNNNNG!" she wailed as the dog's cock began to spew forth jets of viscid white fluid spurting hotly up into her quaking womb.
* * *
The drive back to town was made in silence. Hero was sound asleep in the back again, and Jimmy dared not say a word. He didn't think that he would ever tell anybody what had happened to him., Nobody would believe it, anyway. Ella Waterford let him off at the same street corner, which was now deserted, and he and Hero stood watching as she drove off in her car, her eyes glazed and her expression totally neutral.
"Good-bye," Jimmy called. Hero whimpered at his side.
* * *
Ella entered the house quietly, feeling an odd excitement still lingering inside her despite the outrageous nature of the acts she'd just indulged in. Nothing had been settled by them, nothing at all, and she realized the futility of what she'd done. She reached the top of the stairs just in time to hear noises on the landing, and she paused so that she would not be seen. When she thought it was safe she looked up just in time to see her sister-in-law, Sally, disappearing into Jack's room, and behind her, Bryan too!
Ella hurried up the stairs. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew that she had to find out. Too much had been going on in the Waterford house without her here so far!
CHAPTER NINE
"Now you do exactly as I tell you!" Bryan's voice was firm, and his cowering, totally transformed wife nodded.
"Yes, Bryan...yes...I'll do it, I swear to you!" Her eyes gleamed with the spark that Bryan had kindled inside her, and she had the pleasurable memory of the multitudes of orgasms he had wrung from her tormented naked body. Over and over again he had loved her throughout the night, taking her in every imaginable way and some ways which Sally had never imagined, and each time he forced her to cum, forced the wild culminating orgasms from his guilty wife with his strong-willed fucking.
And now, Sally felt herself somehow totally in his power, totally committed to the man she had married and whom she had thought she could never love. He had proved himself to be a far better lover than his brother, Jack and what was more, he'd given her something more, some indefinable thing that had to do with her final submission to him, and his power over her as a man. Somehow through his cruel treatment she had come to understand that he loved her...that by putting her through this, he cared. "Good...you'd better!"
It was early morning and Sally wore nothing but her robe. She hesitated at the door, feeling her weakly trembling body vulnerable and frail within the confines of her flimsy robe. Nevertheless, at a stern look from her husband she went out the door and down the hall, found the door she knew to be Jack's and entered. Jack lay snoring upon his bed, buck naked and spread-eagled, dead to the world.
Behind her, Sally could sense her husband's presence as she entered the room, but when she turned she didn't see him. He had already hidden himself behind the curtains of his brother's room.
"Do it!" he hissed at her, and although she didn't understand why, Sally knew she had to do what Bryan asked of her. And she wanted to do it as well, simply because it seemed so important to him.
The voluptuously shaped redhead loosened the belt of her robe and let it fall to the floor, then kneeled up on the bed beside her sleeping brother-in-law and began to caress his dormant penis. Slowly it sprang to life, and Jack's eyes opened almost immediately.
"Mmmmmmm...feels nice, doll...do that some more and then I'll fuck your little cunt again!"
With sudden inspiration Sally opened her lips and took the thick bulbous tip of his rock-hard cock in her mouth, her head bobbing lewdly as she worked her mouth over the length of the lustfully throbbing cock, sucking hard, perversely wanting him to cum right between her oval-shaped lips just as her husband had done the other day. Only this time she loved it and would even enjoy the taste of his sperm in her mouth.
Jack moaned and closed his eyes as the wet titillating sensations moved up and down along his willing penis. What a wanton little bitch his sister-in-law had become...and wasn't he glad to be the cause as well as the recipient of it all!
In spite of herself, Sally realized that there was something masochistically satisfying about what she was doing while her husband watched, and she found herself growing more and more excited as she let her tongue slip and bore teasingly into the little opening at the tip of her brother-in-law's beet-red cock. She sucked and wormed her eager mouth around the up-thrust hardness of his throbbing member, feeling his loins surging up to meet her with each down-thrust of her lips until she could take no more. She had to have him inside her!
She kneeled up and hastily spread her legs, positioning herself so that the tight aperture of her well-fucked pussy was directly above his wet quivering cock, and then she let herself slowly down upon it, feeling her husband's brother take hold of her breasts, his rough hands plying their velvety fullness as her head snapped back at the acute pleasure of his outrageously hard penetration. Nothing mattered anymore but the divine sensations of flesh against flesh, and the fact that this man was her husband's brother and that she could love her husband while loving his brother's cock excited her more than ever.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" she cried, arching herself over Jack's prone body, her nakedly trembling form pressing onto his as their lips mingled in a deep kiss. He was all the way up inside the snug channel of her moistening cunt, and she could feel his thickness, his hardness throbbing against the sensitive inner walls there. God, it felt good!
And then she felt something else. As her back arched, her full separated buttocks were thrust into the air behind her, and now she felt a familiar touch there at the exposed brown button of her anus.
BRYAN! Then she knew what he would do...what in fact they were both going to do to her, the two brothers...and she knew, with a sinking but exciting feeling that she was going to let them do it!
"Ooooohhh!" she moaned.
Jack, unsuspecting for the moment, exclaimed, "Like Jack's big cock, baby, like it? Can fuck your hot little pussy GOOD!" he grunted into his sister-in-law's mouth, his searching tongue slipping lasciviously in and out of the excited redhead's mouth. His probing hard cock was rigidly swollen already from her sucking, and now the wet clinging walls of her raging hot pussy only served to make it expand all the more.
Sally felt the bittersweet sensation of desire course throughout her entire being, and for a few seconds she almost forgot her husband's precisely positioned cock behind her, pressing at her anus. But Bryan had not forgotten, and as he saw his wife writhing upon his brother, he felt a renewed surge of anger as well as desire. This would show them...this would show the two of them! he thought.
Eyeing the smoothly gyrating surfaces of his wife's buttocks he couldn't help marveling at the gorgeous way she was built. It was not difficult to adjust himself on the bed behind her, between both their legs so that his lust-hardened cock rested up in the widely flaring crevice that separated her quivering nether cheeks. He grunted with pleasure as his brother's thrusts upward into Sally's steaming, hair-trimmed pussy pushed her curvaceous body back against him in such a way that the length of his lewdly intentioned cock slid against the tight brown puckered opening of his wife's anal canal and gradually penetrated it.
Jack was aware now that they were not alone. He could feel the other cock sliding up against his through the thin partition that separated Sally's vaginal passage from her rectum, and he could feel the additional jiggling on the bed, the grunting and panting of another person.
"What the fuck?" he cried, but he couldn't relinquish the pleasurable sensations of fucking up into Sally's heated clasping pussy, the warmth of her naked breasts upon his chest, her obvious excitement.
"It's Bryan!" Sally gasped out.
"Oh, for Chrissakes!" Jack exclaimed. But inwardly he had to give his brother credit. It was certainly a neat way to get back at him, and he'd have to go some to out-think his younger brother next time.
Lewdly, he arched his hips upward and began a furious pounding into Sally's willingly spreading cuntal sheath, entering her powerfully, each stroke making her gasp out her breath into his mouth locked so tightly to hers.
"Aaaaahhh!" Sally jerked forward in pain and pleasure, the two mingling inside her relentlessly. She was sandwiched between the two brothers, hopelessly caught between the two thick cocks that churned up into her, while somewhere inside the two blunt-edged staffs of male flesh were rubbing against each other, separated by only the thin partition of tight elastic flesh that divided her cuntal and anal mouths. She groaned in anguish as her belly was ceaselessly being filled; there was no escape from either side, and she could feel each detail of the two men as they pressed her tight against their naked bodies. Bryan's muscular loins slapped up against her nakedly up-thrust buttocks in back while in front the hairy base of his brother Jack's cock spread her small pink cuntal lips to their utmost width as his pelvis pressed persistently against the wide-split opening of her flaring pussy.
The delicate feminine openings down between her pale white thighs were being assaulted both from the front and from the rear, the tiny bud of her clitoris rubbing unmercifully against her brother-in-law's curling pubic hairs as giant waves of painful pleasure vibrated through every fiber of her being. At the same time, her husband's thickly penetrating cock ground deeper and deeper up into her rectum, spreading her undulating buttocks wide and reaching the farthermost depths of her belly with its probing bluntness.
Sally groaned huskily and thought she might faint dead away, but Jack's mouth covered here while his hands voraciously worked at her breasts. He was muttering obscenities that she was grateful she couldn't hear, and as his tongue swirled in her mouth she knew the ecstatic sensation of having her every orifice violated...she was completely filled with hard pummeling male flesh.
Bryan grunted behind her as he felt the strong pressure of her rectal muscles working furiously once more, and the harder her anal canal tried to expel him in its instinctive way, the harder he surged upward into her. The feeling was incredible and he gasped with sadistic pleasure, grinning widely to himself as he heard his young wife's low futile groans of pain. It was what she deserved, he thought in some dark corner of his brain. Just what she deserved! To be defiled, fucked senseless by two good stiff cocks!
That pink and white angelic exterior of hers was nothing but a front anyway. Inside she was just a rotten little whore like all the rest of them!
With long smooth strokes the lust-incited young husband lunged the full length of his rod in a punishing rhythm of debauchery far up into Sally's helplessly exposed back passage, while between the two men the redheaded bride's body quivered and jerked as she was forced to listen to the sounds of pleasure emanating from her aroused ravishers. She suddenly felt anger beyond anything she had ever known, a violent desire to hurt them both, to get even for the pleasure she was giving them. But there was nothing she could do about it not one single thing. Her pain had become a blinding force inside her, and her helpless body felt like an indecent object meant solely for the kind of hideous humiliation she was enduring right now. Never had she been so totally possessed, so completely devoid of will!
She prayed that she would have the strength to endure it to the end, to emerge a semblance of her former self. It would have to end soon...it just had to...and she would work to do it!
With superhuman effort, Sally ground her buttocks sensuously backward, right into the pain, meeting her young husband's ramming cock head-on. The pain crashed around inside her for long Moments, but then she pushed back again...and then again...and again...and again! She was desperately trying to make him cum, make it be over. Furiously, she squirmed her ass-cheeks toward him as much as she could in an indecent invitation for him to continue his lewd ravishment, to quicken his pace. But she had not reckoned with Jack, and with each hard thrust she made with her body her clinging vagina massaged his surging penis with unprecedented force.
"OH FUCK ME SALLY...FUCK ME GOOODDDD!" he moaned out, and suddenly he was bucking and churning, his giant cock slipping and sliding, impaling her hotly clasping pussy with new determination. He grunted and groaned and she knew that he was going to cum at any second while, unexpectedly, she felt a compelling force respond to Jack's plunging penis, deep in her cunt where the spark grew and doubled itself. Frantically she caught on to Jack's hair, her head flung back, mouth open and gaping, eyes rolling back in their sockets.
Bryan was still plowing jerkily into her buttocks when suddenly his brother's furiously driving cock began to spurt thick hot jets of cum directly up into Sally's lust-enraged crevice. Her flaming red hair flew from side to side as her head moved, covering Bryan's flushed face with its soft tresses while she herself bucked and churned, words of obscene encouragement spewing forth from her lips in her now total abandon.
"YESSSSS...."she cried out, and then, "AAAAAAAHHHHHhhh...OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHhhhhoooo!" She was cumming! Cumming from this lewd, delicious double-fucking!
The two brothers, overwhelmed by her response, squeezed and fingered at her tender, sweat-slickened contours in the final convulsive states of their ruthless fucking of her helpless body between them. Four hands grappled with her trembling breasts at one point. . . then four hands pulled at her quaking buttocks. Her pussy was kneaded thirstily from behind with flickering fingers as Bryan slipped his hands between the perspiring flesh of his wife and his still-climaxing brother. Happily he jabbed forward with one last mighty thrust, feeling her anal muscles contracting wildly around his lunging cock. She's cumming back there too, for Chrissakes, he thought to himself.
"FUCKING HOT LITTLE BITCH!! ! " he shouted out into the darkened room, and with that he released wave after wave of his hot thick cum deep into the burning' channel of her clutching rectum. His hairy balls smacked hard against the underside of her gyrating nether cheeks and with a last jerking tremble, he pressed tight against her, feeling her anus fill almost to the bursting point with the sticky white fluid of his orgasm.
Exhausted and delighted, he let himself fall back from her still shuddering form. His spent penis was instantly expelled from her rectal depths and lay lewdly in a half erect state upon the soft swell of her quaking buttocks. In front of her, Jack flicked his cock one last time against the surface of Sally's womb, setting off another orgasm, minor compared to the one she'd just had, but sweet just as sweet.
Her worn tenderly-used pussy seemed to lurch with it and her legs quivered tenderly up against Jack's virile thighs. Her anal passage felt raw and bruised and oddly empty now that Bryan's cock was no longer penetrating her there and something about the way it had felt made her vagina clasp hungrily onto her brother-in-law's now motionless penis. In seconds, she was working at it, one long trembling leg swinging up and around the older man's hips, her mouth open and her tongue flicking across his lips. Although he was still gasping for breath, he responded instantly, the pressure of her demanding cunt nibbling so hungrily on his penis irresistible to him.
"Hey, brother...." he whispered before surrendering himself to the kiss, "I think she wants to go again, okay?" With that, Sally's brother-in-law pulled her a little to the side so there was room for her to lie flat on her back, then he rose over her, his hard body surging between her widely spread thighs to grind his again dilated cock up into her with long slow strokes that pinned her flailing body tightly down into the mattress.
CHAPTER TEN
Jack looked over to see where his brother was, and to his surprise saw that Bryan was not alone.
"If you bastards think you're going to leave me out of this, you're crazy!" Ella declared, pulling her brother Bryan against her on the floor beside the bed. The naked young girl's expression was one of pure determined lust, the result of having been a silent witness to the dual ravishment of her sister-in-law by her two brothers. It had been difficult enough listening outside Bryan's door while the brother she loved so well had punished Sally so brutally and for so long that their horrible cries had turned to cries of love. Ella had suffered deeply at the realization that Bryan and Sally actually did love each other, no matter what other things had happened between them!
However, now that she had witnessed the debauched scene between the three of mem, Ella considered that her brother Bryan was up for grabs. She was surprised to find, however, that he did not respond to her the way she expected. Exhausted and spent from his long night's activity with Sally and now this lascivious bonus this morning during which he felt he had effectively shown both his wife and his older brother where they stood, the young man felt oddly repulsed by his sister's advances and pushed her roughly away.
"Cut it out, Ella!" he cried, aware of the other two on the bed watching in amazement. "I'm in no mood for fucking you now. You've meddled just about enough in my affairs, anyway!"
"But Bryan...I didn't meddle...I didn't.. . I only . . . "
"If you want to get into the act," Bryan interrupted coldly from where he sat casually naked against the wall toying with the curtain that hung from the window, "I'll tell you what you can do . . . "
"Anything, Bryan...you've just got to know that I love you...truly I do . . . "
"Yeah...well, both you little bitches have been making a fool out of Bryan...not to mention you, Jack . . . "
He was thinking fast. He knew full well what he wanted now, and he told them in no uncertain terms.
His wife Sally, her red hair falling in golden red cascades to her nakedly trembling shoulders, exclaimed, "DO WHAT?"
"Make it with each other! Come on, girls, obviously you're up to anything. I can see that much! Jack would enjoy the show, too, I'm sure!" he added, his eyes sparkling maliciously.
Ella cringed at the thought. If there was anyone she hated with all her might, it was Bryan's wife Sally not to mention what the thought of touching another woman, any woman, did to her. "Bryan...listen, listen...I...I just can't!"
"Of course you can!" Bryan stood towering over his dark-haired sister. "NOW START!" He saw Ella's lips quivering and was satisfied that she would do as he commanded. Turning to the bed and his startled wife, he spoke again. "And you, Sally...get ready for it. Lie down! Spread those legs!"
Ella's head ached as chills and hot flashes spread throughout her nakedly exposed body. Nevertheless, she found herself approaching Sally, who lay wantonly upon the bed, now trembling with fear.
Sally's eyes glistened with tears as she realized just how low her husband was making her sink. The lovely redhead looked at Ella who was standing indecisively over her defenseless body and Sally opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She dared not look at Bryan or at Jack, who had moved to the far side of the bed to give the two woman room. What choice did she have? None! Her husband had caught her making love with his very own brother and now he had every right to punish her for it. By going along with his bizarre wishes she might at least purge some of her own guilt, but she was not so sure she would survive the state of shame that she knew would haunt her for the rest of her days.
"Get down there between her legs!" Bryan ordered his sister, and he watched Ella's smooth white buttocks lewdly presented to him as she knelt down between her sister-in-law's widespread thighs.
"Now, get to work on her. Just use your imagination. Do to her what I did to you the other night, for example!" Both women sobbed Ella because her brother's directives and the very tone of his voice betrayed such contempt for her Sally because she realized for the first time that her husband had had relations with his own sister and was now forcing her, his own wife, to do something equally unnatural.
Tears began to flow down Sally's flushed cheeks. It was disgusting! She had stooped so low just by becoming Bryan's wife that she would allow this to happen to her -not to mention everything else she'd been through in the last few hours.
I won't do it! she told herself fiercely. I can't!
Sally looked wildly about her, thinking there must be some means of escape, but the low growl that came from Bryan's lips told her there was no getting away from it! Sally put her hands up self-consciously to cover her breasts, a ridiculous gesture since all the rest of her body was completely exposed. It was hopeless! She was defenseless! And what was worse, she had nobody to blame for it but herself.
Bryan's dormant cock gave a jump as he saw his baby sister looking down at the parted legs of his redheaded wife. The vulnerably displayed auburn-trimmed vaginal slit that he had fucked into so many times during the last hours was about to get a taste of something else. What excited him most of all was the look of mortification on both their faces one his beautiful new bride and the other his younger sister -terror-stricken at what he was making them do!
Sally tried to close her legs and Ella became suddenly angry.
"Let me do it, Sally!" the resigned brunette insisted. "Don't you understand it will all be over that much faster if I do. I'm not going to hurt you, after all. Besides, if you can take those two big penises inside you both at the same time, nothing I could do to you should give you the least little problem!"
Obediently, Sally kept her legs apart, lying down again quietly. She thought that Ella was being unnecessarily cruel to add to the strain she was under and the redhead was conscious of Jack sitting in the corner in a chair now, silently watching the proceedings.
II only I'd left when I wanted to! her tormented mind cried out silently.
Sally cringed in horror as Ella's fingers touched her tender vaginal lips. The young brunette's fingers began to explore the still moistly seeping furrow of Sally's warm soft pussy, making searing contact with every little cranny of the sensitive organ so recently the recipient of both brother's thick ravaging penises. With a tentative touch, Ella's thumb smoothed over and around Sally's tiny sensation-filled clitoris as her other fingers began to slip teasingly into her love-distended vagina.
Sally felt like the lowest of the low...lying here a spectacle for the two brothers to watch...enduring these obscene touches...telling herself over and over again that she had to cooperate! Bryan's voice drifted across the room to her ears.
"Relax...relax...you'll get to like it ....that's it...relax...Hey, Ella, you're pretty good! Ever done this sort of thing before?"
Eyes burning with hatred, Ella glanced over toward her brother.
"What does it matter?" she asked, and then returned to her task.
Bryan relished the sight of the naked form of his beautiful younger sister as if seeing for the first time what she looked like without any clothes on. The present circumstances combined with all the outrageous things that had been going on made him suddenly start to lust after her girlish voluptuousness those gently swaying breasts with tips like tiny strawberries, that tight darkly curling "vee" of her pussy. God, she was magnificent!
He watched her warm up to her task, her shamefully probing fingers now working all the way up inside Sally's acquiescing young cunt, plunging higher and higher between her nakedly quivering thighs. Eventually she wedged her entire outstretched body in between Sally's shapely legs, pressing her full firm breasts up against the young bride's involuntarily moistening genitals as she did so!
"MMMMMMMMmmmmmmm...."Ella murmured to herself, surprised that the feel of another woman would be so pleasurable. So soft, so wet! she thought to herself, twisting and teasing her fingers about within the tightly contracting vaginal channel of her lovely new sister-in-law. Then it happened!
A spark ignited between the two women, brought about by the sheer perversity of the situation. Lying defenseless on the bed, Sally began to moan with delight, feeling her aching cunt respond to the gently twirling fingers high up inside her. There was something subtle and odd about it that almost made her flesh crawl, but at the same time it awakened inside her incredibly thrilling spasms of lust that climbed up and down her spine.
With a small shiver of surrender, her legs suddenly relaxed and involuntarily stretched wider apart. She opened her eyes and found that she was looking directly into Ella's face and she read on it an unmistakably lewd expression.
The beautiful brunette too was enjoying it then!
It was horrible, but fighting it only made the lascivious sensation grow more intense. She only wanted to feel more and more of her husband's young sister's fingers high up in her softly tingling pussy!
Helplessly, she writhed in humiliation, turning her head away to avoid Ella's eyes.
But the confrontation with the other woman's psyche had only served to increase the unwanted masochistic excitement that was building inside and she knew there would be no more fighting back.
"Look at them go...they're enjoying it!"
It was Jack's voice coming from the corner of the room, but Bryan silenced his older brother.
"SHUT UP!" Then glancing over to Jack, he noticed that his brother had an enormously rigid erection which he was fondling salaciously. Quickly Bryan turned back to the sensually stimulating play he had instigated between his wife and his sister. Sally's unwilling but unreserved yielding to this newly discovered pleasure was like a searing torch flame igniting him with desire, and his lust-swollen cock clamored painfully, palpitating wildly in his lap. The sight of his beautiful wife and sister two luscious women with passion contorted expressions writhing insanely in the middle of the bed started an incredible ache in his testicles, and he could feel the lubricated tip of his heavily distended penis pulsing licentiously.
He felt as though he couldn't breathe and his rugged face was bathed in perspiration as he gazed mesmerically at the incredibly lewd scene before him. Slowly his thickly bloated cock pushed its way up, its purplish head gleaming in the early morning light. Once, and then again, it spasmed as he heard Sally moan softly and deliriously as Ella continued to ruthlessly finger-fuck her sister-in-law, probing the warm moist recesses of her now willingly splayed cunt.
Bryan clasped his crazily jerking cock firmly in his powerful hands, feeling it come alive with a will of its own, throbbing hotly against his fingers, anxious to get on with it.
Strangled gasps escaped from between Sally's tightly clenched teeth as her cruelly tormented young body twisted and flailed helplessly on the bed and her passion-flooded burnished red cunt began to gush a stormy release of steaming orgiastic moisture into Ella's palm. Unconsciously, Bryan began to pump up and down on the blood-engorged shaft of his wildly aching penis.
"UAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH...ooooohhhhhh...." Sally cried out as she gave herself up with shattering certainty to Ella's wildly slaving fingers, at last at the breaking point where she was no longer aware of the others around her in the bedroom. On and on it went and the obscenely exciting fingering of her climaxing pussy pushed deeper and deeper, pounding repeatedly against her crazily sucking cuntal walls.
She was cumming! Cumming stronger than she had ever done before, overflowing and flooding her mind, soul and body in swirling hot flames that tried to drown her!
Still moaning, her body trembling from the now subsiding storm of her release, she lay back with a voice sounding in her head, a voice telling her that Ella's fingers were something she wanted to feel again...and again!
Bryan moved closer to his nakedly spent wife. His mouth felt dry, and he was overcome by a surplus of emotion from the sight that he had just witnessed. His wife had almost enjoyed it too much to suit him...he'd thought it would be much more of a punishment than that.
She had enjoyed herself too much!
Picking up his sister's crumpled body from where she lay almost protectively over Sally, he placed her unresisting form so that she was kneeling directly over his wife's tummy, her legs spread wide straddling Sally's satiny body. With his hands on her soft white hips, Bryan pressed his hardened cock up between Ella's smoothly round buttocks, slipping below the tiny puckering of her anus to push hard up into her tightly clenched but nevertheless wet pussy. The curly dark hairs parted to allow his massively raging cock access to the wetly steaming depths of his baby sister's throbbing cunt, and he heard her gasp from the startling pleasure his swollen hard penis gave her.
He felt Ella's straining ass-cheeks clench around his deeply inserted penis and push upwards against his stomach as his sister responded to his ruthless penetration. Below them, Sally was being crushed by the additional weight and she groaned in pain which caused Bryan, who was grinning broadly and clinging to his sister's milk-white breasts, to pull out of Ella's already responding pussy and push below her into the widespread cunt-lips of his almost smothered wife!
"OH FUCKING GOOD!! ! FUCK YOU BOTH GOODDDDD!! ! " he cried out, pushing so hard that he felt his desire-hardened cock pounding right into his moaning wife's cervix. Her legs jackknifed out and he pulled out of her with a loud wet sucking noise and fucked his lust-swollen cock back into his hot little sister. Both women had begun to writhe lewdly against each other as they lay face to face, and Ella finally opened her mouth to dart her tongue insistently between Sally's open lips, sealing their new relationship with a salacious throaty kiss.
Ella felt as though she were being awakened in an entirely new way and her ass-cheeks trembled against her brother's forcefully pounding loins as he alternatively surged his entire throbbing length forward into her already eagerly waiting cunt and then into his wife's nakedly welcoming pussy. The double fucking was driving them both wild and Ella couldn't believe just how pleasurable her brother's invading penis could be. It was beginning to make her feel all warm and happy inside, and she had a suspicion that her senseless random search for men would now be over. Her own brother was fulfilling something inside her that no one else would ever be able to do!
Her spread thighs pressed against Sally's, and their wetly grinding pussies rubbed hotly against each other as they each received the buffeting blows of Bryan's rapidly pistoning penis and began to feel aglow with the new warmth that was radiating among the three of them.
Jack was no longer in the corner of the room. He stood near them, watching the dual ravishment of the two women, one his younger sister, the other his brother's new bride. Now it was his turn to feel excluded, and he couldn't help feeling a certain jealousy at the way the desire-maddened women were carrying on beneath Bryan's lustfully driving hardness as it was embedded deep inside first one vagina, then the other!
It was a long, long while before it was over, and Jack could feel himself sweating as he waited impatiently, feeling a certain hostility toward his insanely fucking brother.
Sally had already cum twice and was well on her way to her third orgasm when she felt the streaming hot jet of her husband's climaxing penis deposit its scalding load high in her hungrily clasping pussy. The wildly seething fluids poured out of Bryan's throbbing cock in spasms, spurting forward like an exploding volcano. Then he dropped forward onto Ella's back and heard the two women beneath him moan in unison as the last hot stickiness of his conquering male cum trickled from his still lightly pumping cock.
When he looked up finally and saw his older brother standing there with his bulging penis in his hand, he made a little grimace and said, "Which do you want? Or do you want them both!? "
But when Jack turned Ella over and started fucking into her eagerly upturned pussy, Bryan found he couldn't keep out of it. His blood seemed to be boiling with a newfound desire for his little sister, and the antagonism he'd felt toward his older brother was gone now that he had established his own territory. And so while Jack and Ella were rolling on the bed, he slipped in behind, quickly manipulating one of Ella's firm silky breasts with one hand while he slipped the other beneath her fully rounded buttocks.
With his middle finger, he found her tiny anal opening and wormed inside, all the while watching and feeling and hearing the vigorous fucking rhythm she was carrying on with her other brother. If Jack noticed, he didn't show it, and Bryan enjoyed the fact that Ella was now squealing with a mixture of pain and pleasure just as his wife had just a short while before. Ella lay on her side, being entered from the front by her brother Jack's blood-swollen penis and from the rear by her other brother's lustfully skewering middle finger.
The dark-haired sister felt a surging of raw, trepidation at what was about to happen, and yet she couldn't relinquish the pleasure she knew she might soon receive. She longed for Bryan's touch once more, even though Jack was hard on top of her, inside her. The warmth of two male bodies pressing lewdly against hers made her feel a comfort she'd never felt before and she thought with tenderness of her sister-in-law who she knew was nearby.
Then her brother Bryan's heavily throbbing cock was replacing his finger...burrowing relentlessly up into her small tight anal opening...stretching it beyond endurance...forcing and twisting and worming far up inside her vainly resisting virginal rear passage.
Ella jerked forward and moaned in pain, but as she did, Jack's madly pistoning cock slid unimpeded now farther up into her widespread vagina, sending such a thrilling sensation through her brutalized young body that she could not even cry out. The two thickly driving shafts seemed to be molding inside her becoming one huge pulsating cock, filling her and sending her into ecstasies of a completely new dimension...one in which pain had its place, but desire overcame it.
Bryan's turgid rubbery cock ground deeper and deeper up between her trembling ass-cheeks, filling the nakedly open crevice with long smooth strokes. His face was flushed from the effort but his insanely pistoning cock had never felt better. Deep inside Ella's ravished anal passage, Bryan could feel the unrelenting blows of his brother's vigorously jabbing cock skewering powerfully up into their sister.
Bryan grinned lewdly to himself at the thought of what they were doing to their little sister, and then gave himself up to the incredible pleasure spreading in his loins.
From a short distance away, Sally watched the proceedings, taking the opportunity to enjoy some much-needed rest because she had a feeling she was going to be needing it later on. She was only a little surprised to find that she didn't experience any jealousy or anguish whatsoever while watching her husband, his brother and their sister fucking crazily on the bed beside her. Some kind of barrier had been broken down between them, and now the young bride found herself standing on the other side, a completely new person with new thoughts and feelings! She had never felt closer to her husband, for example, than during that moment when he had pressed her body and Ella's together, entering them both so forcefully and, she felt, communicating totally with her for the very first time. It was an exhilarating feeling and as she went to make drinks for all of them she couldn't help smiling about it.
