The meal had been good, and so had the movie, but Roberta Fletcher didn't like the idea that Jack Storm had driven directly into the local forest nearby known as Holly Woods. True, there were no wild animals up here, nor were there muggers or robbers in the little village, but the woods were always so lonely and frightening to Roberta.
Roberta was a tall, lithe girl, slim, well-boned, with a nice body under a simple black and white skirt and blouse. Granted she wasn't the prettiest girl in town, but she was one of the so-called untouchables. She was a virgin at the age of seventeen, which, as far as eighteen-year-old Jack was concerned, was ridiculous. She was a prude, and Jack loved prudes, because it pleased him to change their entire outlook on life.
Jack, who had just finished high school, had been on the track team, as well as the school's best discus thrower. In fact, he was the best discus thrower in the state, and had earned an athletic scholarship to the college he'd attend in the autumn. He was broadly built, but all muscle. Six feet tall, with jet black hair, brown eyes, olive skin, and weighing in at a hundred-and-seventy-eight, Jack was idolized by every girl in the village, almost all of whom were willing to do anything and everything to date him. Many of them did precisely that. Jack was smart enough not to look gift horses in the mouth and gladly took what he was able from the girls, never actually "dropping" any of them, yet always managing to find time for new conquests.
He parked his second-hand Barracuda under the large Elm in the center of the forest, where the only light was that which came from the moon and stars, shining through the branches of the trees. And then he pulled Roberta to him and kissed her hard, instantly slipping his tongue into her mouth, taking her breath away. Roberta felt it was all right to kiss him back this once before making him stop. After all, he hadn't stinted on anything. But when her tongue touched his, a thrill slammed through her sensuous, youthful body like a bolt of lightning, and she found herself all but jumping away from him, a little frightened.
"Please, Jack," she murmured quietly, whispering as if afraid someone was eavesdropping on them. She spoke like someone attempting to discipline him. "I... uhhhh... admit I like being with you, but that doesn't give you the right to ... well ... do certain things."
The snobbishness in her voice offended Jack. He hated that tone of voice. He had a younger female cousin who, ever since she had been able to talk, had spoken that way. He'd always had the urge to smack her silly. Now, in order to cover his smoldering anger, he laughed out loud. He had no intention of doing "certain things." By "certain things" he knew she meant trying to cop a feel or kiss for so long he'd go home with blue balls. Well Jack Storm hadn't had blue balls since he was fifteen. Whether or not this chick knew it, she was going to be fucked. His only sorrow was his incapability of impregnating her and all the other girls he'd gone with. He, himself, had been the product of artificial insemination, whereby the doctors had taken sperm from his father and had forcibly injected it into her mother's body when she was at her most fertile stage. Otherwise, the sperm manufactured by his father, and subsequently by himself, never lived long enough to reach an egg and fertilize it. When he finally got married, he's had to have his own sperm injected directly into his wife's fallopian tubes, the same way.
"Listen, Roberta," he said, smiling. "I dig you. That's why I brought you here. You're prime stuff."
Had any other boy said that to Roberta, she'd have slapped his face. But coming from Jack, it was the closest thing to a compliment he had ever paid a female. In fact, the sound of his voice and the phrasing of his words had a strange effect on her, making her tingle inside, as if he regarded her as an adult and not some kid from school. Well, in a way she wasn't a kid from his school, because school was finished for the summer, and when it resumed, Jack was going to college.
Roberta stared straight at Jack, and from the glistening flash in his eyes, felt he was staring not only at her, but through her clothing, and she suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked. "I've never been here with another boy before."
"No other guy comes into these woods," Jack told her. "This is my own private haunt."
God! he thought. It's going to feel nice when I squeeze those luscious boobs. His mind was already reeling.
"Look," Roberta told him, "I think you're nice and all, but I don't like the idea of being here, alone with you this way. I think it might be a good idea for you to take me home."
Roberta leaned away from him, trying to escape the warmth of his body. His presence was making her feel more and more nervous. She was as far as she was able to move, against the car door. There was no way to escape him without leaving the car. She felt trapped, stifled, and the lingering sensation of one kiss he had given her still caused her heart to pound.
"You're a sexy chick," Jack told her, "but I don't want you falling out of the car. Heck! The last thing I'd want is for you to get lost in the forest."
Roberta was feeling more afraid with each passing moment. She was a proud, stubborn, independent girl, and no matter what took place between Jack and herself, she wasn't the kind to run and tell her parents. This was one of the reasons why Jack had set his sights on her. There were other prudish girl in his school, some of whom Jack had no intention of going near, because they were not only snobbish like Roberta, but were immature enough to run home and tell mommy and daddy what had happened. Oddly, those were the girls who wanted to date Jack most. And those were the ones he avoided like bubonic plague. Roberta, like many of the other prudish girls, ached to go out with Jack Storm. And she was more than surprised when he had asked her. She had immediately accepted, but now, alone with him in the car, she was beginning to regret her decision. Not that she was worried about being raped. Jack Storm had too much of an ego to actually rape a girl. The rumors spreading through school were, he always brought a girl around to his way of thinking, making her beg for it. Well she'd show him she had no intention of allowing herself to be seduced.
"Jack," she said with a quivering voice. "I think you ought to take me home, right now."
She held her breath waiting for him to move back behind the wheel of the car, but he didn't budge. His face was still close to hers as he smiled and ran the palm of his hand up and down her bare forearm.
"Stay cool," he whispered.
"I want to go home," she all but shouted, terror filling her as she saw lust in his eyes continue building.
"Sure thing," he nodded. "I'm going to take you home immediately ... after we fuck."
Roberta stared, unable to believe she'd heard such an obscene word coming from him, but his expression hadn't changed the least little bit. His words seemed to ping-pong back and forth through her brain, repeating themselves again and again. The mere idea thrilled... no, no, it revolted her. It didn't thrill her, it revolted her. But he had to be joking. Boys didn't just come out and coarsely say such things.
"Uhhh, Jack, that's not a very nice thing to say. Well brought up boys don't say things like that," was all Roberta thought to say. She began to feel he might be serious, in spite of the wide grin on his face.
"I beg your pardon," he smiled. "I didn't realize I was with such a proper lady."
"Of course I'm a lady," Roberta insisted, trying to turn away from him.
"Well then, shall we fornicate, or perchance you'd prefer the idea that we cohabit."
Roberta tried turning away more, but she was wedged against the door and unable to turn. And when his hand reached out and covered the mound of her right breast, she gasped. His fingers squeezed her flesh, sending heated flashes through her as his palm rubbed her nipple. Roberta was paralyzed, and she sat there, unmoving, staring at him, wide-eyed, stunned by the boldness of his assault. His hand squeezed harder as his palm sensed the growing bud of her nipple enlarging under her sweater and bra.
Had it been up to Jack, he'd have stripped then and there, but he wanted her undressed first, to make sure she didn't run away. Roberta felt his hands move to tug her sweater up, and she instantly reacted.
His bold, straightforwardness had totally overwhelmed the girl for the moment, but the instant Jack began pulling on her sweater, her mind snapped out of the stupor into which it had sunk.
"No, Jack," she yelled. "No, no, don't!"
She was screaming now, fighting and pushing his hands away from her body. She felt the pounding of her heart increase, and she realized it was as much from the stimulating idea of being touched as it was from fear. Of one thing she was certain at that moment, and that was, she had arrived there a virgin, and she intended leaving the same way. Each time his hands moved forward, she pushed and shoved, determined to keep him from touching her. She wanted to open the car door and leave, but with the button pushed down, the door didn't open, and her flailing hands were too busy fending him off to try and find the button. Somehow, in some way, she had to escape. Jack was much stronger than she, and she would shortly be overpowered.
Jack wasn't in the mood for games. His hard cock was lurching against his pants, ready to tear holes in his clothing if it didn't come out, shortly. If the girls didn't give in readily at the beginning, they always succumbed when he finally shoved his cock into them. There was almost something magical about the way he fucked. He'd read of girls who had to undergo psychiatric treatment because they'd been raped. But it was either his great cock, or it was the fact that he knew how to pick the right females. Not one of the girls he had fucked had ever found herself with a neurosis afterward, and every one, without exception, looked forward to being with him again. And he was just as certain of Roberta.
Roberta felt him grab her wrists and tug them behind her, when he held them both with one hand.
"No, Jack, no," she begged, as his free hand began working her sweater up around her neck. The white, frilly material of her lacy bra seemed to nearly shine, as did the marble clarity of her flesh. His hand snaked behind her, and Roberta felt the snaps of her bra open, one at a time. And then her bra was being pushed up along with her sweater, and Jack was staring at the twin white cones of her breasts, peaked with pink nipples and tiny aureoles. Her breasts stood out like two pointing mountains, as if waiting for his fingers to climb them. Their points were hard and filled with pulsing blood, erect from the mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her. She should have been even more afraid, but somehow the excitement was already surmounting her fear. Roberta knew what was going to happen. She was aware of the small amount of pain she had to suffer, and she was properly afraid. But she was far more aroused than she was afraid, and that was ridiculous. At least, it should have been ridiculous, but it wasn't.
She saw his eyes widen at the sight of her naked breasts, and she knew there was no way to avoid what he intended doing. She gasped as he leaned forward and swallowed her left breast. Her tits weren't overly large, but they were perfectly shaped, and when she felt his face pressing into her soft flesh as he sucked her nipple against his palate, she gasped. His tongue licked her aureole, making her writhe as tingling shudders rocketed through her young body.
"Stop this!" she gasped insistently, knowing it was improper, no matter how nice it felt.
Jack responded by chewing on her nipple, making her squirm. She squealed, trying to hide her delight.
"Uuuunnnnhhhh! No! No! Don't do this, Jack! Ahhhh!" she gasped, totally confused by everything happening to her. Little by little the sensations of delight were taking control of her, and she was already teetering on the brink, not knowing whether to beg him to stop or to continue. It was wrong and against every principle she had been taught. But the warmth and wetness of his mouth covering her breast was so good.
Roberta felt pain in her arms, feeling his hand still gripping her wrists behind her. She writhed and twisted, feeling the ache shoot into her shoulders. Lord! She wanted her arms free. All Jack's weight was pressed against her, and she knew she hadn't the strength to continue resisting. His tongue was bathing her breast in hot, lingering kisses, and the churning sensations which tore through her body created a new feeling in another part of her body. She felt a throbbing in her vagina. She also felt a wetness there.
"No more! No more! No more!" she kept gasping, her pleas falling on unhearing ears.
She knew there was no escape. Jack was determined to fill her vagina with his penis, knowing she was a virgin. She was too much of a lady to merely accede, but she was too sensual to continue her resistance much longer. His mouth continued sucking her bullet-like nipples as his hand reached under her black skirt and forced its way up the insides of her thighs.
Roberta was warm, and the lingering scent of a delicate cologne made the inside of the car smell like a tropical South Sea island. He was inhaling deeply, as it trying to literally breathe a part of her into him. There was a heady, intoxicating scent to her flesh in addition to her cologne, and it made Jack's head whirl. Christ! He wanted to fuck into her hot little nookie again and again, until he had her screaming and begging for it. He knew it would happen. It happened with all the other girls'. He did to them what he inwardly ached to do to his little cousin, Sunny. She was only nine-years-old at the present time, but she was such a snotty little kid, acting like the world owed her something for merely having been born into it. She never asked for anything, but always issued a royal command. And her parents and other cousins and aunts and uncles were always quick to obey those "commands." Well one day someone was going to command a cock up her cunt, and Jack hoped he'd be that someone. Even now, at the age of nine, she was more beautiful than most adult women. And the bitch knew it.
Jack's mind snapped back to the present. He had some unfinished business with this little snippy quim, and it was time to finish it.
Roberta's hips were wriggling and churning as she attempted to avoid the thrust of his hand between her thighs, but she found him too strong for her. His hand pushed between the warm, soft, firm pillars of flesh until his fingers made contact with the crotch band of her panties.
Roberta gasped at the mere touch of his fingertips. God! It was so enthralling. Added to the pressure of his mouth on her nipples, she went insane.
Abruptly, he raised his head and looked her straight in the eye, and said, "Look! I either take your panties off nice and easy, or I rip them off. But if I rip them off, then you're going to have a hard time explaining to your parents what happened to them if they happen to notice they're missing. The choice is yours."
"Don't do this," Roberta begged, but even as she begged, her hips lifted from the car seat, and she felt his hand sliding her panties over her thighs and hips, and down far enough so when her buttocks touched the seat, they were bare, and his hand was tugging the undergarment over her ankles and off. It had been too warm a night to wear stockings, and Roberta was grateful she didn't have them on. When his fingers moved between her thighs again and touched her pink, virgin pussylips, Roberta jumped, startled, especially feeling how wet she was down there. Her sodden, aching cunt was completely open to his hand.
"No," she gasped, turning her face when he tried kissing her. "Not like this. Please, please, not like this!"
Roberta begged and pleaded, but her resistance was continually draining. She felt the cool evening air rush against her naked split, and even with her skirt still on, felt so awfully naked. There was no room on the front seat of her car for her to slide out from under his pressing body, and he had moved so his knees now forced her thighs to remain wide apart. She was completely vulnerable to his assault. Roberta realized there was no way to fight him off. She opened her mouth to protest his fingers touching her naked cunt, but then snapped her mouth shut as his fingers began moving up and down in the hot, wet slot, causing thrills to burst through her tender body. Bolts of pleasure shot through her again and again, and she was stunned by the sensation.
Roberta felt his fingers toying with her spider-web-fine pelvic curls as the digits moved up and down, searching for something. At the age of seventeen, Roberta was fully aware of what it was his fingers sought, and knew the moment he touched her there, she was lost. And then the fingers were there, touching her ultra-sensitive clitoris. He was lightly pinching it between his thumb and forefinger, and Roberta suddenly realized precisely how aroused she really was. She had often been on the verge of wanting to do something like this, but had been too ladylike to play with herself. Yes, she ached for sex as much as any male, but as a lady, she had to keep it to herself... until now!
"Oooooooh ... ahhhhhh! Yessss!" she involuntarily gasped, feeling the awakening pleasure in her body attempting to invade her mind. As a respectable girl, she had no right to let any male touch her there, yet now that she was unable to prevent it, she found it fun. She didn't want to be raped, but knew there was no way to prevent it. Yet was it rape? Rape meant forcing a girl to do something she didn't want to do. Even as his fingers continued tweaking her clitoris, Roberta realized deep down, this was something her body ached to do.
At the moment the man was like a mad, rampaging bull, and no matter how she struggled, there was no hope of freeing herself. Roberta's mind was angry at the idea of being forced to do this, even if her body wanted it. But her situation was hopeless. What she hated most was the fact that Jack had forced her mind to accept what her body had ached for, for so long. By willingly wanting this, and knowing it, she was betraying everything she had ever learned. Thrills continued charging through her like static electricity, building higher and higher, and her hot vagina throbbed and pulsated with the wet warmth of the lubricating fluid seeping out of her feminine oven, drenching her thighs along with Jack's fingers and hand.
Roberta stared at the ceiling of the car, gasping as Jack's mouth moved back to her breasts, sucking alternately on one, and then the other. And all the while his fingers continued delving between her hot, soaking cuntlips. She felt her resistance continuing to slip away, and knew, by the time he entered her, it definitely would not be rape. The son of a bitch! He was so talented at bringing out the inner need in a girl.
She writhed and twitched, and tried biting him when he whispered in her ear, "You're a hot little piece, Roberta. You're going to be just fine when the time comes."
All the while his middle finger was sliding up and down between her inner labia, tickling the rim of her vaginal entry way, while his thumb and forefinger continued teasing her clitoris.
Roberta gasped and stiffened as Jack's fingertip found the elastic little mouth leading into her taut, unused tunnel. Little by little she felt the middle finger squirm into her, moving concentrically, building even more thrills in her. Slowly the finger continued moving into her, to the first knuckle, to the second knuckle, and then all the way in, as her slick, grasping, resisting walls tried to tightly hold onto the moving digit.
"Ohhhhh Goddddd!" Roberta gasped, slamming her head back against the edge of the seatback, and she knew there was no hope for her. She was lost, totally surrendering to what Jack wanted, wanting it herself. She was going to lose her virginity to this smug bastard, and though she hated the idea of him taking it, she wanted it to happen, anyway. His finger, corkscrewing around inside her seething, narrow corridor, was shooting heated thrills right into the pit of her stomach. She felt as if her entire body would rattle apart from the spasms within. She was going to be fucked, yes fucked. There was no other word for it. The most ladylike of women would have to admit that was the word to most accurately describe what was about to take place. His finger filled her delectably, and she no longer thought about the longer, thicker object he intended using to probe her feminine depths.
Roberta ground her body around and around on Jack's finger, and when he slowly inserted an index finger to join the middle finger, stretching her interior a little more, she rotated her body all the more quickly. Thrill piled on thrill, sensation built on sensation as she felt her vagina continually loosening.
Jack felt himself burning for the girl. He intended fucking her to within an inch of her life. He'd have Roberta begging for more of his cock as he had all the other chicks in the high school begging.
Roberta sighed and gasped, now rotating her body in rhythm to the way his fingers were moving.
"You like it, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes," she admitted. "Yes, yes, I like it."
"There's more, much more," he whispered. "And it feels even better. I want you to promise not to move while I get ready."
"I promise," she gasped, and almost cried when, with a loud squoosh, he slipped the two fingers from the creaming depths of her seething vagina. Half-kneeling, half lying across her body, he undid his belt buckle, then opened his pants and tugged them, along with his underpants, down to his ankles. Kicking off his shoes while lying against her, Jack let his pants fall to the floor of the car, and tugged off the undershorts.
Roberta felt something stiff, long, and hard slam against her wide-open thighs. When Jack pulled back a little, she got her first glimpse at his massive cock. It had to be nearly eight inches long, and a good two and a half inches around. The sight of it wiped all lust from her body, and she stared, terrified, trembling with fright when she suddenly understood Jack intended driving the full length of that rampant organ into her tight, narrow, virginal slit. God! It was so thick, her insides would be torn to shreds.
"Please, Jack," she whispered. "I'm a virgin. You know that. I'll never be able to handle anything quite that thick and long."
She stared into his eyes and they softened for a moment as he said, "Look, honey. I've deflowered more than twenty virgins in the past year alone, and every one of them was able to handle my cock." She winced when he used the word, cock. "You'll be able to take it too, as long as you don't fight me."
He leaned forward and he kissed her, lying against her body, tugging her skirt higher as his hard cock lay along the tender, soft, curving mound of her naked vagina. Jack was no longer listening to her, animal sensations had completely taken over his body. Roberta felt the long, thick fleshy log rubbing back and forth between her wet cuntlips. The heaviness of it slid up and down, from the wet hairs of her pubic mound straight down to her perineum, massaging every inch of inner labia between, while rubbing against her outer labia and titillating her sensitive clitoris. Her thighs remained stretched apart by the pressure of his pressing knees, and the head of his hard cock was pressing into her oily split, parting her inner cuntlips.
Jack savored the delicious feeling of the girl's throbbing cuntflesh against the full length of his excited cock. He wanted to stab himself into the girl, but purposely held back to study her for a moment. He stared at her face, which was a long way away from being pretty, yet there was a sensuality about her. He had to admit that. She was different from all the other prudes and virgins he had previously known. Perhaps it was her quick acceptance of reality that aroused him. Once she was aroused, she no longer attempted to keep him away. True, at the moment she was frightened of his cock. All women were, at first, but once he wedged it into her, she'd get used to it quickly enough.
Roberta stared back at him, afraid, yet wanting to end her fear. She had to admit she felt a liking for the young man despite what he was doing to her. All her inhibitions were being wiped out. Perhaps it was just as well. She knew she wasn't a pretty girl, and very few boys had ever asked her for a date. Those that did usually tried getting fresh with her immediately, not bothering to take her out. They figured a girl with her looks might be glad to put out just for the privilege of going out with them. At least Jack was treating her like all the other girls he had dated. She knew a few of them, and some had confided his behavior to her. She had accepted this date with him originally to prove she was one girl he wouldn't have so easily. Now she saw how wrong she was, and yet he wanted her enough to continue with his assault. So this, if nothing else, assured her she wasn't quite as ugly as she had always believed.
Her red lips were wet with saliva as she rolled her tongue over them. Her eyes stared into his, afraid to look down and see what he was trying to do, as if not looking at his cock ... yes, that was as good a word as any for that instrument about to torture her... might keep it from skewering her. Her sweater and bra were bunched up around her neck, and underneath it, she felt her firm, swollen, rounded breasts jiggle as she breathed. She sensed the stiffness of her nipples, both wet with his saliva. Her slim, white waist was smooth, save for the goosepimples she now felt, and her skirt was bunched around her upper hips, revealing the dark hairs on her pubic mound to Jack's eyes.
Roberta felt no shame at his looking down and staring at her vagina. The only shame had been at the beginning, when she realized she was going to allow him to do this to her. Now even that had passed. Her pink, pear-shaped cuntlips were spread by the tip of his staff, even though it had yet to penetrate her vagina. The rubbery dome still rode up and down the length of her creaming split.
"You know," he told her, "you're different from the other girls. You're special, really special. We talked a lot, you and I, and we're interested in the same subjects."
"Except for this," she shudderingly told him.
"Including this," he insisted. "Look, Roberta, I'm a horny guy. I like a lot of pussy. Even when I'm graduated from college and I finally get married, I don't expect I'm going to be totally faithful to my wife."
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked, feeling the heat build even higher as his cock continued rubbing up and down in her split.
"There's something good about you," he told her. "I don't know how long I'll have this feeling for you, but you're different from the others. I've never said anything like this to the others. They were good for a lay or two, and then it was over, even if some of them still expect to see me again. That was what I expected to happen with you. But I like you too much."
"Does that mean you won't..."
"Hell, no! I'm going to fuck you good and proper. But I want you for my girl. I want you to be all mine, with the understanding that even if I do go out and bang another chick now and again, you'll know I'm still your guy."
"Look, I'm ugly," she told him. "I know it. Don't try to kid me with that kind of talk. You have me where you want me. Go ahead and do it."
"No, honey. I'm serious. I want you for my own private chick, for as long as this feeling stays between us. And don't tell me you don't feel it. I can sense it in you."
Desire flooded the girl again. Yes, she wanted to be loved, to be someone's special girl, and to think the really special guy from her school wanted her. He was right about their having a lot of likes and dislikes in common.
"You're right," she finally admitted.
"Just one thing. One day, in the far distant future, I'm going to ask your help in getting to a dumb little twat in my family. It might even be you and I will get married, and I might ask your help at that time. It's a special thing that's been gnawing at me. If you're gonna be my girl, then you're gonna help me no matter what I ask."
"I'll help you," Roberta nodded. "I think I'd do anything for you."
"Then I'm going to ask you to prove it, right now."
"How?" she asked as he finally freed her wrists.
'Take my cock, hold it in your hand, and put the head right up against that pretty pussy hole of yours."
Her left arm snaked around his head and pulled his mouth to hers. This time, it was her tongue snaking into his mouth, and while they kissed, she thought about what he had asked. He wanted her to prove she loved him by helping in her own defloration. Well, why not! What had she to lose? He was going to put it in, anyway. If she put it in, it might not hurt as much. So she reached between their bodies with her right hand, gripping the hard, hot staff of flesh with her fingers. It jerked to her touch, and she swore she felt all kinds of wild sensations pumping through it, as if it were a thing alive unto itself. Not quite certain about how to go about doing what he wanted her to do, Roberta fingered the fleshy staff gently, afraid it might break if she squeezed it. The feel of it was something totally different. The texture of its flesh seemed different than the flesh on any other part of his body. The feel of it so filled her mind, it blotted out the fact that she was about to use this instrument to rid herself of her hymeneal membrane. God! Each passing second seemed more and more exciting to her as thrills continued building her to higher plateaus of lust. Her lips burned against his, and her tongue all but pulled his from his mouth by the roots as she sucked, hungrily.
"I'll do anything you want," she gasped, when their lips separated. "But if you do go with another girl, I want you to tell me beforehand. I'll let you... well.., fuck whomever you want, just as long as you come and tell me first, and tell me whether you're doing it out of lust or love."
"You really are special," Jack told her. "I'll bet I'd look for ten years and never find another girl like you."
"The rules also call for some protection for me," Roberta told him. "If, one year after you're out of college, you haven't made a permanent commitment to me, I have the right to do whatever I want with whomever I want."
"Fair enough," Jack gasped. "Now hurry up and put my cock into you. I can't wait any longer."
It pleased Roberta to know her touch so stimulated him he was having difficulty controlling himself.
Perhaps it portended a strong future relationship. She hoped so.
Sighing, she stiffened a little and gripped the thick, pulsating head of his cock, pressing it between her vaginal lips, forcing her narrow hole to open and swallow the massive pike. She felt the head pop right out, her opening was so tight, and she gripped the staff again, and once more guided it to the tight mouth of her cunt.
"Go on," she told him. "You have to push. That's as far as I can go without some help from you."
"It'll hurt a little, at first," he warned.
"If I have to be hurt this one time, go ahead and do it," Roberta told him.
The girl took a deep breath as she felt increased pressure against her widening vaginal passage. This time she knew the penile point wouldn't pop out. Pain began shooting through her as the opening was stretched even wider, running along her spinal column, right up to her brain.
Jack, starved for the feel of her cuntwalls around his cock, pushed hard, levering his hips forward, feeling her elastic resistance finally yield to him.
"I'm going all the way in at once," he told her.
"Do it!" she gasped, through gritted teeth.
His thick cock hammered its way into her, widening her walls, tearing through her hymeneal membrane, ramming it in to the hilt.
"Aaaayyyyaaahhhh! Hhhaaannnnhhhh!" she screamed. "It's ... uuuuunnnhhhh ... so biggggBIG-GG!"
Pain ripped through her body like a sheet of lightning slicing through her. She felt suddenly widened and stretched to what seemed like an impossible width, and she automatically reacted, screwing her buttocks into the seat, trying to pull away. The pain was so intense, she was certain she was being torn in half. At that moment she was certain she would die. The massive truncheon now filling her seemed determined to gut her, and she felt involved in a life-or-death struggle. Twisting, grabbing, trying to hit with clenched fists, she automatically did everything possible to pull away from the body on top of hers. But all Roberta's struggling was to no avail. Jack had her helplessly pinned. She struggled a little longer, then slowly, very slowly, the terrifying pain in her body settled to a dull, throbbing ache. All the anticipation that had been built up beforehand had been washed away in a sea of agony. She feared to let Jack move, afraid his movement would cause even more pain.
"Easy, easy," Jack was whispering, trying to kiss her again. "The worst is over, honey. Just wait a minute until your sweet cunt gets accustomed to the size of my cock, and then we'll both enjoy it."
"I'm bleeding all over your seat," she gasped.
"There's very little blood," he assured her. "It's mostly vaginal fluid mixed with a little blood. Hell! You had one stiff cherry there. It's a good thing I rammed into it the way I did. If I had gone slowly, it would have hurt a lot more."
He lay on top of her patiently waiting, and then, after a minute, said, "Okay, honey. Here we go!"
He pulled back a little, then slowly pushed his thick cock into her, sinking it even deeper into her liqueous depths. She was so tight inside, to Roberta it felt as if his penis was forcefully tugging her inner walls apart as it continued filling her never-before-plumbed passageway. Her flesh wrapped his cock so tightly, Roberta sensed the twitching in his penis which signaled the possibility of his climaxing then and there.
"You brought the pain," she gasped, "now you hold back until I feel the pleasure, too."
Her words seemed to have a sobering effect on the man, and he felt his passion abate a little. He drew back and pumped in again.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Aaannnggghhh!" Roberta gasped and grunted as her tight vagina continued stretching to what felt like impossible proportions.
The pain continued subsiding, and each thrust seemed to feel a little smoother, if not better. Slowly, very slowly, Roberta allowed her body to relax as Jack continued pumping into her, resigning herself to letting him finish what he had started. Maybe it just wasn't in the cards for her to enjoy a sexual relationship. That was no reason for her to make it rotten for him, as well. She knew she was no longer the pure, moralistic, innocent girl who had been brought to the forest in this car. Now the unimpeded cock was sinking even deeper into her body, and funny sensations were starting to build inside her. No, she didn't like it... not yet, but she no longer hated it. The pain was continuing to fade.
As the penis slid in and out of her tight, resisting cunt, she realized the boy was using her as a receptacle to gratify his own physical needs. But then, all men probably used all women for the same reason.
The tip of his penis was massaging her cervix, and Roberta should have felt more pain, but the pain seemed to have disappeared. Strangely, she liked the touch of his rubbery dome hitting the opening to her womb. His hips pulled back, then thrust forward, and the long column of flesh eased out of her hot cunt, then pistoned right back in. Each time he pulled back, only his purple tip remained between her cuntlips, just inside her vaginal entryway. And each time he shoved forward, the full length of his massive phallus filled her. Soon, Roberta was getting used to the feeling, and she almost missed the penis when it came riding out of her each time. Yes, she enjoyed feeling it pump back into her, massaging her fleshy folds, rubbing her membranes, trying to create a friction against the oiled inner walls. She felt his heavy balls slap at her asscrack, and each time it thwacked against her buttocks it was a reassuring sensation that he was still inside her. The weight of his balls told her how bloated they were with sperm, and they seemed to be urging him on.
Now the young man's movement in her crushing tunnel was causing a definite feeling of pleasure in Roberta. She was gasping, but not from agony. She didn't want him to know how much she was enjoying it, realizing his ego would bloat even more. Even though she liked it, she had to hide her enjoyment from him, and so her thrilled gasps were made to sound like painful squeals. Her heels dug into the car floor, and without realizing it, Roberta was raising her fulcrum to meet the hard thrusts Jack was slamming into her. Jack stroked harder and faster, trying to dig his cock even deeper into her. The swollen battering ram seemed to be splitting her warm, yielding softness as a buzz saw cut through a log. He was pounding into her body with such force, the girl slid back and forth along the car seat. Her head was hitting the door sill.
Raising her head a little, Roberta looked down between her pert, upstanding breasts, staring at the point where Jack's body merged with hers. She stared at the way his thick, relentless cock continued its solid pounding into her depths, and seeing it, built the heat in her all the more quickly. The force he was using to fill and re-fill her vaginal canal with his massive pole was amazing. She heard him grunting, and realized how much energy he was expending. Yes, he was really working to attain his pleasure. Each time he sank all the way into her, his pubic hairs melded with hers, in the dimness she was unable to tell where one bush ended and the other began. Each time his shaft pulled back, she saw it glistening with the oils from her vagina. He had been right about there being almost no blood coming from inside her. All she saw were streaks of colorless oil coating his cock.
Now Roberta was feeling more pleasure as the cock constantly massaged her seething interior. Yes, yes, yes, it did feel good. She sensed the thrills building more and more quickly. Oooooh! It was good, really good. If only Jack was able to hold out.
The girl felt his balls continuing to thwack against her perineum and realized they had tightened a little. His cock continued dipping and stroking, moving more and more quickly. The thick, weighty pudendum almost looked exhausted and out of breath, as it continued pumping in and out, in and out. It made all kinds of slushy noises as it pushed in and out letting her know she was getting wetter and wetter as her excitement mounted. Now it was sliding between her cuntwalls with just the right amount of friction to build all kinds of fires in her. She thrilled to the mounting enjoyment, and now she began to understand why females, as well as males, talked about this all the time. Thrills poured through her body and her brain, mounting higher and higher. It was wonderful, truly wonderful, and the girl found herself moving in time to Jack's heavy pumping. She loved his penetration of her body and wanted more and more.
"Yes, yes, yes," she told him, kissing his mouth again, stabbing his tongue all the way back to his throat. "I love it! You were right!"
"Damn it, you bitch!" he gasped. "I'm crazy about you. You have the greatest cunt I've ever fucked. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!" Jack screamed.
His hard penis continued driving wildly in and out of her flooded tunnel as he committed himself completely to the total fucking of this fabulous female. For the first time in his life, Jack Storm felt emotional about someone. And it made the fucking all the more enjoyable.
Their genitals crashed together with loud, resounding claps, coming against one another repeatedly with thrilling repetition. The tip of his throbbing penis was sending mad sensations through his tingling groin, which in turn relayed the feelings throughout his body. Her tight, young cunt felt delightful wrapped around his moving cock. He had never known a cunt this good. And were it not for his determination to get to his snotty cousin, he'd have settled for Roberta's cunt as his only one from then on.
To Roberta this was the most wonderful, the most sensational feeling she had ever known. She would be forever grateful to Jack for forcing her to learn about sex the right way. It was thrillingly wonderful. Only ii was a secret between Jack and herself. Unlike all her friends, many of whom had felt the magic of Jack's wand, Roberta had no intention of privately talking about it. It was feeling better with every stroke, and thrills permeated ever pore in her body as she felt his phallus dig its way through her.
Jack continued pounding in and out of her, moving like a well-greased machine. His one idea was to bring her to total satisfaction while finally squirting his own semen into her. He felt her interior continuing to distend, even as her flesh clung to his moving prod. There was a build-up of hot, seething liquid inside him, bubbling faster and faster. Soon it would be spewing out of him, and from the pressure of her vaginal walls, Jack knew the girl was also going to come. There was a wild, throbbing sensational tickle at the base of his penis as he continued cramming it into her, filling Roberta's seething nookie with its entire length.
Roberta felt him shorten his stroke, tugging his cock only halfway out now, then slamming it back in, speeding up his thrusts. She sighed and gasped, feeling uncontrolled thrills continuing to rampage through her body. He crammed his meat all the way into her aching body, sinking it to the balls in her, and Roberta gasped with wonder, the sound exciting him all the more. His weight was pressing against her all the more solidly now as his semen began rising in his throbbing cock. He felt the tips of her breasts cut into his chest. He felt them through his shirt. In the future, he vowed to take her to even more private areas and there, strip totally naked with her. Hell! He wanted to enjoy the sight of all of her. His hands jammed themselves under her moving asscheeks and he tugged them up to his fulcrum, his tight testicles no longer able to touch her perineum.
"Ohhhhh yessss!" Roberta gasped, thrilled beyond belief at what she was feeling. Her body was reeling with the sensations caused by his continually plunging in and out of her, while her brain soaked up every little sensation and stored it in a memory container. His thighs worked between her loins, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, and she felt his pelvis rubbing hers, literally tearing loose hairs from her mons. The lust-filled penis in her body was suddenly swelling and enlarging, becoming thicker and thicker, and as a result, moving with more difficulty.
"NOW!" he screamed "EEEYYYAAGGHH!"
He slammed into her with all his might, spewing the contents of his balls into her. The hot, white liquid felt like molten lava as it drenched her interior, bursting forth as if through a hole in a dam, coating the walls of her electrified cunt.
"EEEEYYYYIIIIGGGHHH!!!" Roberta shouted, surprised at the overpowering sensation of hot, swirling thrills as her own climax hit her, brought on by the wild spurts into her teeming pussy.
"OH GOD! GOD! GODDDDD!!!" she gasped, thrilling to every little tingle inside her as the hot, sticky fluid continued washing through her feminine breach.
When it was over, Jack took a thermos of warm, soapy water he had brought along, and with a rag, carefully washed Roberta's thighs, stopping now and again to kiss her vagina with his lips, making her understand he was telling her the truth about wanting her as his girl. Then the two of them dressed.
For the next two hours they remained seated in the car, Roberta with her head on Jack's shoulder. The two of them hardly said anything.
Finally, Roberta asked, "Why do you have this dislike for your cousin?"
"Sunny? She's a snot-nosed nine-year-old brat who always expects to get her way. Once, she wanted me to take her to buy some candy when I was about to go out on a date. I refused, and later, when I brought the girl home, thinking everyone was asleep, we went into the basement and there we were about to do what you and I just did, when Sunny turned on the lights and started yelling for everyone to come down and take a look at Jack and his girl, and how funny the two of us looked undressed."
"Wow!"
"And that little bitch always visits us at our mountain cabin, every summer, with her parents. One day I'm going to get back at her."
"Poor Jack," Roberta whispered, snuggling against him.
CHAPTER TWO
Sunny Storm was every bit the bitch Jack, her cousin, had claimed. All her life she had been practically waited on by her parents. To begin with, she was beautiful. So her parents had brought her to child-modeling agencies, and Sunny began earning lots of money from the time she was six.
Three years had passed since Jack had first fucked Roberta. Sunny was now twelve. Oddly, she was probably the most innocent twelve-year-old around. Though beautiful, because of her bitchiness she had no friends her own age. Now her hair was a lustrous black, with deep, dark, brown eyes. Her skin was tan, working under what amounted to the equivalent of sunlamps when she was not being privately tutored. Her private courses did not include sex education. She had no breasts, yet, which, for a model, was good. But her waist was pinching in, and her hips were first starting to round out. She had good, strong calves, and slender ankles, with a small, dainty pair of feet.
Sunny hadn't changed, at all. The people with whom she worked did their best to stay out of her way as much as possible, and she snubbed them, thinking them too far beneath her. True, she knew the words, "Bastard, bitch, fuck, and shit." But to her they were all curse words and nothing more. And she used all of them, along with quite a few others on everyone she knew; especially her parents whom she knew were raking off half the money she earned, for themselves.
Summer had come, and that meant the trip to the mountains, to the cabin with her aunt, uncle, and cousin. She loved taunting Jack, her cousin. It was one of the few pleasure she had in life.
What she didn't know, this summer was going to be drastically different. She didn't have so much as an inkling of what lay ahead as she and her parents got out of the Cadillac for which some of her earnings had been spent. She constantly reminded her parents that it was really her car.
The summer cabin wasn't really a cabin, but rather a cottage with four bedrooms. It was in a fairly deserted area, and though there was electricity and a telephone, everything else seemed fairly rustic to a girl who was used to luxury. There were all kinds of trees, as well as a lake nearby.
Three weeks in the mountains meant three weeks of not having to work for Sunny. It meant three weeks of taunting and teasing everyone she knew, and some people she might not know, who might be guests. It meant three weeks of being spoiled and pampered and treated like a queen.
The first new person Sunny met at the cabin was a twenty-year-old, ugly woman named Roberta Fletcher. She was her cousin Jack's fiancee. Jack had gone through four years of college in three years, and was planning to be married in September. Sunny was unable to understand why the jerk wanted to tie himself down to such a gruesome-looking female.
At supper that evening, Sunny began taunting Jack, reminding him of the time she had caught him totally naked in the basement with a local girl from the village some twenty miles away. Everyone was seated in the living room/dining room, around a large table, and Jack's mother, along with Sunny's mother, was putting the food on the table. It was a stout mahogany table with a linen tablecloth.
"Why don't you shut up," Jack snapped at Sunny.
"Mother!" Sunny screamed. "He insulted me."
Since Sunny's money was paying for the cabin, in the form of rent to Jack's father, the man immediately said, "Jack, apologize to your cousin this instant."
"Why should I?" Jack asked. "She was the one getting nasty."
"I was not nasty," the twelve-year-old girl yelled at him. I'm sweet and lovable and adorable. Everyone says so."
"You're a ..."
"Jack!" his mother almost shouted.
"I'm not hungry," Jack snapped, and he got up from the table.
"Nevertheless, you have to apologize to Sunny," his father insisted. "Do it, immediately."
"Oh for Christ sake, I apologize!"
He stomped away from the table, and Roberta stood, saying, "I'd better go and calm him down."
"What for?" Sunny asked. "You're so ugly you'd probably make him flare up all over again. Sit and finish eating."
Had the words come from anyone else at the table, Roberta might have felt hurt. Realizing Sunny was an unfeeling, almost inhuman thing, Roberta ignored the girl's insult, and said, "I'd better see to Jack."
She hurriedly left the table and went outside where Jack was standing near a large tree. She took his arm and said, "This is almost exactly like the place where ... well... you know ... that first time."
"Yeah," Jack nodded. "That's why I used to like Holly Woods. It reminds me a lot of this area."
"Ignore her, Jack," Roberta insisted.
"For now," Jack nodded. "But I have a feeling my time will come. And remember, you promised to help me."
"How?" Roberta asked. "What can I do?"
"Together, we're going to rape the living shit out of that girl. And when I say rape, I mean rape."
"Like you did to me?"
"I never really raped you," Jack insisted. "I used a little force, but you loved it from the moment my hands first touched you, and you know it."
"Yes," Roberta admitted, kissing his cheek. "I loved it, and I love you, and I don't want to see anything happen to you. But I'll do whatever you say. You know it, even though I don't see how I can rape her."
"When the time comes, you'll see," Jack told her.
"I never thought I'd meet anyone so wicked," Roberta admitted.
"Yeah, well I'm going to fuck the wickedness right out of her," Jack said.
"If you're as talented now as you were three years ago, by the time you're finished with her, she'll be begging you for more," Roberta laughed.
"If? Come on, Robby. Who knows better than you?"
"I admit I'm hooked on you. Each time is better than the last."
"Well then, when the time comes, you'll see what I can do to that sweet-looking little bitch."
"But will the time ever come?" Roberta wondered. "It will," Jack assured her. "It will."
CHAPTER THREE
The week that followed was sheer misery for Jack and Roberta. With Sunny around, they had no chance for privacy, and as a result were unable to enjoy themselves. Roberta had been forced to sleep in the same room with Sunny, and the younger girl continued taunting Roberta, making her almost fetch and carry for her.
And then Jack's parents got the phone call. Another relative on his father's side was being married. It had been an abrupt decision, and rather than send out invitations, phone calls were being made because the wedding was going to take place Saturday night, and there would be a wedding breakfast, Sunday morning.
Since the wedding was taking place a good two hundred miles away, it meant everyone going would have to leave Friday morning, and the earliest they'd return was Sunday night, perhaps Monday morning. Though Jack's parents were invited, Jack wasn't. And though Sunny was invited, she insisted she didn't want to go. She claimed her parents ought to go, because she intended staying at the cabin and relaxing. Too, she enjoyed taunting Roberta and Jack, keeping them from being by themselves. True, she had no idea why they wanted to be by themselves, but the mere fact that they wanted it was enough to make her enjoy keeping them apart.
So early Friday morning, the two sets of parents climbed into Sunny's Cadillac, and drove off. And even before they were out of sight, Jack was on the telephone, calling one of his friends. This was the opportunity for which he had waited, and he had no intention of letting it pass by.
Sunny slept until well past noon, and when she did wake, she insisted Roberta make her some breakfast. And at first it seemed as if the young girl was going to continue dominating the summer cottage, even with the adults away.
An hour after she had eaten, the twelve-year-old decided to go for a swim in the nearby lake, and she insisted Roberta keep her company, since she had been taught it was wrong to go swimming alone. The two of them put on bathing suits and took towels, then hurried down to the lake. Sunny did most of the swimming. Roberta sat on the shore and watched her.
She also noticed Jack nearby, and when Jack nodded to her, she nodded back. It was time to start the charade in motion.
Picking up her towel, Roberta started walking away. Sunny saw her leaving and immediately swam ashore. She grabbed her own towel and ran after Roberta. When she caught up to the older girl, she barked, "Where the hell d'you think you're going, you ugly bitch? I told you to stay with me while I swam."
"I didn't feel like staying," Roberta shrugged.
"When I give an order, I expect you to obey it."
"Just who are you?" Roberta asked. "I suddenly don't like you, and I've decided I don't want to be near you."
"Is that so? Well you just wait until Jack's parents get back and I tell them. I'll stop you from marrying Jack. You wait and see. I can do it."
"You're a nasty little girl who thinks she can do a lot more than she really can do," Roberta told her, hurrying away from her.
"Now just a minute ..." Sunny yelled, hurrying after her. "You stay here when I'm talking to you."
Sunny reached out to grab Roberta's shoulder, and Roberta pulled away. Angry, Sunny shoved the older girl. To Sunny, it seemed like a light shove, but Roberta seemingly tripped over a root and appeared to slam into a tree, headfirst. The older girl fell, and didn't move. Sunny screamed and cursed for her to get up, but Roberta still didn't move.
"What's going on here?" Jack asked, suddenly appearing as if out of nowhere.
"It's Roberta," Sunny said, stiffly. "She was walking away from me, and she tripped."
"You mean you shoved her," Jack all but yelled. "I saw you."
"Don't you dare tell me what happened," Sunny bit at him. "I say she fell."
"And I say you pushed her," Jack insisted, picking up Roberta's limp form and carrying her to the cottage.
The door was conveniently open, something Sunny never noticed, and Jack carried Roberta through the living room into the bedroom the two girls shared. Then he went to the phone and ostensibly phoned for a doctor.
"You pushed her," Jack said to Sunny, after he'd completed the call. "She has a concussion, and it's possible she'll die. And you know what'll happen then? You'll go to jail for a long time, and when you come out, you'll be old and ugly, and no one will want anything to do with you."
"You can't scare me," Sunny insisted, shuddering.
But a half hour later, when a man with a medical bag arrived, claiming to be the doctor, and he and the nurse he had brought with him finished "examining" Roberta, Sunny was terrified.
"She has a serious concussion," the "doctor" said. "It's too serious for her to be moved. She'll need constant care, day and night. If you wish, I'll remain here with my nurse."
"Please," Jack nodded, winking.
"This is very serious," the phony doctor, who was a medical student, and a friend of Jack's, said. "How did it happen?"
"Why?" Sunny asked.
The three of them were standing in the living room/dining room, near a large sofa under a picture window.
"This has to be reported to the police," the doctor said.
"Oh no!" Sunny gasped.
"Uhhh ... doctor ;.. we can discuss how this happened later on," Jack broke in. "Right now, the important thing is to make sure Roberta gets the best care possible."
"Of course," Fred Batten, the "doctor" agreed.
Fred was a chunky man, with dark hair and a round, almost jolly face, but the serious look in his eyes cancelled out any happy look his face might have otherwise conveyed.
Fred left them and returned to the bedroom where his "nurse" was quietly talking to a fully conscious Roberta. The two of them were giggling.
"She fell," Sunny insisted, staring at Jack. "Remember that! She fell! If anything happens to me, your parents won't be able to keep up the payments on this cottage."
"Are you hinting that I obstruct justice?" Jack asked.
"Oh gosh! Jack! You have to say she fell."
"I don't have to say anything but the truth," Jack told the twelve-year-old girl. "How much money do you want?" Sunny asked. "Are you trying to bribe me?" Jack asked. "Yes," Sunny insisted. "How much?"
"I can be bribed, but not for money."
"Oh? And just what is it you want?" Sunny asked. "I've always wanted a body slave," Jack smirked. "What?"
"Shout a little louder and the doctor and nurse inside will hear you," Jack laughed. "What are you talking about?" Sunny asked.
"I said I've always wanted a body slave. Well from now on, whenever you and I get together, you will be my body slave. You'll bathe me, dress and undress me, and all the other things I want."
"What other things?" Sunny asked.
"Come with me," Jack ordered, turning and heading for his own spartan bedroom.
Sunny followed him into the room and closed the door at his insistence. Her feet felt cold on the hardwood floor, and when she wanted to sit on the bed, Jack told her to remain standing for the moment, since he didn't want her wet bathing suit to get his bed wet.
"I can't take my bathing suit off here, in front of you," Sunny told him. "That isn't decent."
Before she realized what was happening, Sunny felt her head spin as she fell to the floor, propelled there by the force of Jack smacking her face, hard. She sat there, staring up at him, tears in her eyes, ready to shout, when he put his fingers to his lips and said, "Remember, no loud noises. You'll disturb Roberta, and she might take a turn for the worse."
He reached down, grabbed her arm, and Sunny felt herself pulled to her feet.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Sunny asked, her eyes wide with terror.
"I'm going to start teaching you about the nice things in life, sweet cousin," Jack told her, encircling her body with his arms. "I'm going to teach you the meaning of the word love. I'm going to show you the many different ways to make love, and by the time I'm through with you, you'll be begging me to let you go on making love to me."
"Why should I?" Sunny insisted.
"Because if you don't, I can always tell how I saw you push Roberta. From now on, you're going to do everything I say. And you'd better hope Roberta pulls through."
Sunny trembled, feeling terribly afraid. But then, deep down, all her life she had always been afraid of people. This was why she always behaved toward them with contempt. She feared if she was nice it would be taken as a sign of weakness, and everyone might walk all over her. From the first time she had entered a modeling studio Sunny had been pushed around, ordered here and there, forced to pose this way and that, and she saw the hated, dominant people were the ones who controlled everything. So she decided she had to be dominant. But right now the girl knew Jack was the dominating force between the two of them. She was terrified of what had happened, and she knew she'd do anything to keep Jack from telling she had pushed Roberta.
"You're through dominating everyone," Jack told her, breaking into her thoughts. "From now on, I'm the boss."
"But won't Roberta tell once she recovers?" Sunny asked, trembling and terrified.
"Only if I don't tell her to be quiet," Jack smirked. "So from now on, you're no longer the snotty little boss around here."
"Look," Sunny told him. "I didn't mean to sound like I was trying to be the boss, honest. I... well... I'll do anything if you don't tell."
For a few seconds there seemed to be an unearthly silence as Jack seemed to be thinking about what she had said. Then he spoke up, saying, "I'm going to give you a chance to prove it, Sunny. I'm going to let you show me how much you love and adore me."
"Sure, Jack, sure. Anything, anything at all."
"I'm going to teach you all about how that nasty little mouth of yours can be used for something besides cursing everyone out," he told her.
"Huh?"
"You'll see what I mean, precious brat."
Sunny was terrified and unable to figure out what he was talking about, but she knew she was going to do whatever he said, no matter how much it hurt her pride. But just what was it he wanted so badly?
"What do you know about cocksucking?" he asked.
"Well, I know if I don't like someone I'll call him or her a lousy cocksucker. But I don't really know what it means."
"Well I'm going to teach you. Strip!"
"Here, now, with everyone in the other room?"
"Here and now."
"But why? What's so great about looking at me naked? Are you trying to get even for the time I looked at you naked?"
"No, Sunny. I'm trying to make up for that particular night by letting you do what that other girl would have done if you hadn't interfered. I'm going to teach you how grown-ups have fun." And he began undoing his shirt. "Come on, kiddo. Off with the bathing suit."
"Oh no, Jack. Not here. Please, not here," she gasped, feeling frantic, terrified by what he had in mind, though she had no idea what it was he intended doing. Her extremely prudish little mind, which felt no qualms about posing naked in front of a camera for a body oil ad, suddenly rebelled at the idea of being exposed in front of her cousin. All the sunlight pouring in through the bedroom window made her feel even more open and exposed.
"What if the others come in here and see us?" Sunny asked.
Jack smiled, knowing none of the other three would interfere. This first time was strictly between himself and Sunny. The second time was also to be that way, but how was Sunny to know what her cousin had in mind. She was proud to let her naked body be seen in a national magazine, where millions of people were able to admire her, but she was terrified of letting her older cousin look at her while she was alone. But Jack intended feasting his eyes on her naked, supple, girlish flesh. And he intended making her do things his way from now on.
He took off his shirt and threw it on the nearby dresser, saying, "If it'll make you feel any easier, I'll undress with you, Sunny. This way you don't have to feel I'm taking advantage of looking at you."
The idea of Jack's being as naked as she made Sunny feel better for the moment. She knew if he was undressed, he wasn't able to go running out of the room to call the others to look at her. Yes, if he was willing to undress with her, she'd agree.
"Okay," she nodded, and watched him drop his pants.
She removed the bikini top she was wearing, showing off the tiny bumps of her breasts. She had dark, chocolate nipples with aureoles that were first starting to swell and enlarge. Jack saw her breasts, like those of her mother, would remain small and petite, even when they finished growing. But they were there, and her nipples were already enlarging, which meant they'd feel his tongue when he sucked on them.
Sunny shivered as her bare top was exposed. She saw the hungry look in her cousin's eyes as he stared at them. Being a model, she was well aware of how men felt toward tits. This was her first experience with such hunger, and for the first time she understood it was all true.
"Now the bikini bottom," Jack said, stepping out of his pants while kicking off his shoes.
Sunny stared at the lump pressing his underpants out, and vaguely recalled having seen his penis, three years earlier. She hadn't really looked at it at the time, she was so gleeful at having trapped him and the local girl without clothes. She'd had a great thrill seeing her cousin punished for that, than she had at looking at his masculine extension. But she had only been nine at the time. Now she was twelve, and certain glands inside her body were starting to develop. Now she wanted to look at his cock. And when his pants dropped, she stared at it, wondering why she hadn't been interested in it three years earlier. It was something completely different from anything she had ever seen before.
"What is that?" she gasped.
"That," Jack proudly told her, "is my cock."
"Do all men have something like that?" Sunny asked.
"All men," Jack nodded. "Some are shorter, some are longer. Some are thinner, some are thicker. But every man has a cock."
"Gosh! I've never seen anything like that. And what is that sac hanging behind your cock?"
"That's my scrotum sac. It holds my balls."
Sunny began giggling, and Jack wanted to know what was so hilarious.
"Now I know why it's so funny when they talk about a woman having balls. It means she's trying to be like a man."
"That's right," Jack nodded, staring at her flat stomach and hairless pussy. Hair had started growing there two years before, but the hairs had all been literally pulled out by the roots, one by one, so Sunny was able to pose in tight-fitting bathing suits. Her pubic hair would never grow in again.
"And can you guess what a cocksucker is?" Jack asked, walking over to her, grabbing her body, letting his hands run up and down her trembling arms.
"You mean... are you trying to say... gosh, do people really suck on men's cocks?"
"Usually women," Jack smiled. "And Sunny, you're growing up to be a woman."
"Oh no!" Sunny gasped. "Oh no! You aren't going to make me suck on that thing. Oh no!"
Jack slapped her again, and she fell to the bed. Then he reached down, pulled her up, and said, "When I'm ready, that's exactly what you're going to do." And he tugged her head back, yanking on her long hair. She opened her mouth to scream, and he slammed his lips against hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Sunny wanted to bite, to tear his tongue out of his mouth by the roots. How dare he shove that slimy, filthy tongue of his into her mouth. That was disgusting. And yet, she found her lips closing around it and sucking on it as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. She gasped and panted, feeling his tongue tickle her palate, and after fighting back another feeling of hate, decided it really wasn't that bad. No, it wasn't bad at all. In fact, she liked it. And when she responded by pushing against Jack's tongue, she thrilled to the way he teased it and sucked on it.
She trembled as his hands ran up and down her slender body, not wanting to like it, but not being able to help herself. Just why it was so important for him to touch her was something Sunny was unable to understand, though she did like it. What she didn't like was the idea of his expecting her to suck what he called his cock. She knew he was doing it only to humiliate her. And whatever she had done to him, she had never gone this far.
"Why?" she asked, with tears in her eyes. "Why do I have to suck your cock?"
"Because that's what I want," Jack replied, and lowering his head, he began sucking on her right nipple. He hummed as he sucked, and Sunny felt wild vibrations traveling through her young body. He continued sucking at the enlarging chocolate bud and slowly eased her body onto the hardwood floor. He held her down with his own weight, still tugging on the nipple with his lips, running his tongue across it, making her gasp, partly from the enjoyment of it, and partly from his weight. There was a new, different tingling running through her body; something she had never experienced before, and Sunny had to admit she liked it more and more. Her hands reached down and automatically closed in his hair, tugging him harder against her flat chest.
Sunny gasped and bit her lower lip as thrills continued wildly coursing through her. She knew she was crazy to let him do this to her. It had to lead to the one thing she didn't want to do, and she inwardly cursed herself for allowing this to continue. But what choice did she have? To fight her cousin meant his telling the doctor she was responsible for what happened to Roberta, and that meant a possible case in court, with a lot of unfavorable publicity. And even if nothing happened to her, the modeling agencies would turn her away, wanting nothing to do with her. She'd be poison in the industry. At the same time his wicked tongue was driving her wildly up the wall, sending sparks of delight through her trembling body as she felt the cold floor against her spine. She wanted to cry out, though she didn't know whether it was for him to stop or to continue. Her cousin's sucking tongue was driving her mad as thrilling wantonness began simmering through her nipples. These were feelings she'd never known existed. She had no idea they were inside her.
I have to let him do this, she kept telling herself, refusing to admit she was enjoying it for its own sake. I must let him do this or he'll ruin me. This is for the sake of my future, she insisted to herself.
But her teeth, biting into her lower lip, drawing blood, let her know how much pleasure she was receiving from all this. This was supposed to be some kind of punishment, but Sunny had to admit, she'd like to be punished like this all day long. Punishment! She wondered how her cousin intended treating her if he'd wanted to be nice to her.
"Now you're starting to learn," Jack said, lifting his face from her quivering nipples. "As long as you remember that from now on I'm the boss, everything will be fine. Got it?"
Sunny exhaled and nodded.
Jack smiled. Sunny was no different than all those girls he had fucked while in high school. Every one of those prissy virgins, including Roberta, really wanted cock in spite of their so-called moral upbringing. Roberta was different from the others in an other-than-sexual way. It was her liking of the arts, music, and things in general, similar to his own likes, that had instantly drawn him to her. So what if her face wasn't that of a Greek goddess. It meant no other man was chasing after her. In the three years he had gone with Roberta, she had never stepped out on him. He had cheated on her, twice, though, true to their agreement, he had told her ahead of time. Sunny was his third extra-curricular love affair, and Roberta had been told about this, as well. And Jack loved Roberta all the more for accepting it all without a comment or a frown, though he knew she didn't like it. But now, as he licked Sunny's nipples and aureoles, he knew, Sunny was the last one with whom he intended cheating. After this, it was Roberta, and no one else.
Sunny felt him grinding his hips against her body, and she was once again cognizant of the long, thick, poker known as his cock. As she felt the spongy head rub against her thighs, she trembled, recalling he intended making her suck on it.
She whimpered with fright as his hands slid under her arms, and her own hands involuntarily ran down his back, raking her nails across his flesh. For a moment she feared he'd be angry at her, but her nails in his skin seemed to excite him all the more, and he kissed her mouth again, sucking on her tongue, making heat boil all the more rapidly in her own body. She felt his hard flesh resist the pressure of his nails, and she dug them into him that much harder, and a new surge of power seemed to shoot through his groin, making his hard penis even harder as it rubbed more firmly against her white, closed thighs, depositing drops of penile lubrication there. She felt him rubbing his rounded point higher and higher on her body until it was wetting her bare mons, as if trying to push between her thighs.
"Oh God!" she gasped, losing all self-control and letting her hand run across his thighs as her fingers slid between their bodies and grasped the iron-hard pike of flesh. She trembled, feeling its firmness. Inside, there was a continuous pulsing being transmitted to her hand, making her tremble even more. Golly! It was hot, very hot.
Jack inhaled the warmth of her sensuous perfume. As a model she was constantly getting free samples of perfumes, colognes, and bubble baths. And she always used them, making her young body smell as sweet and as fresh as a flower field.
Sunny felt his lips crushing against hers, and her mouth welcomed his tongue inside, sucking, but also biting and chewing, then offering her own tongue to be bitten, as well. The heat from their mouths was so overpowering, it flooded through the rest of their bodies, making them writhe against one another. And for the first time in her young life, Sunny was cognizant of a wetness seeping from her own vagina. The fluid felt very much like the stickiness seeping from his glans, soaking her mount of venus.
The passion in her young body was building higher, and though Sunny had no idea what it was she felt, she knew she wanted more of it. Her fingers continued dancing over his flushed body as her torso jerked upward and rammed itself against him. She was totally oblivious of anything else at that moment. It no longer occurred to the young girl she was being punished, shamed, or degraded. All she knew was, this was a wonderful feeling, and she needed more, much more. Somewhere, there was a peak to all this, and it was certain to feel better than this marvelous sensation. Sunny wanted to feel that peak, and she wanted to feel it, now. And she didn't care what she had to do to reach it.
"This is so crazy," she gasped. "I'm feeling all kinds of funny things. Help me, Jack! Help me!"
"Everything in time, little cousin," he smirked. "Everything in time."
Her clutching hand was tightly wrapped around his throbbing cock, tugging, pulling, moving automatically, though she'd had no idea what she was doing. The movement seemed like the natural thing to do, so she did it. The tugging built her excitement to greater heights. Something in the back of her mind tried warning her she'd be sorry, that this was being done to harm her, but Sunny was too far gone to listen. The hot, solid pole on which she was tugging was the most exciting thing she had ever touched. The smooth dome at the top was totally different from the flesh on any other part of a human body, male or female. It was a naked, anxious prick, eager to be loved, and she was beginning to feel the need to love it. She didn't know how to love it, or what to do with it, but she wanted to love it. And she knew Jack intended teaching her how to do it. It was so long and thick and hard. What was the purpose of a man's having such a solid piece of flesh? What did a man do with it? How did it relate to a woman? She wriggled as his hands wandered over her body again and again, his palms massaging her nipples and teasing her ribs.
And then she felt his hands moving somewhere else as he moved his body a little to the side. His gliding fingers slowly eased their way between her naked thighs, touching the soaking labia that lay there.
Instinctively, the young girl tried shutting her thighs, but when she stared into Jack's determined eyes, she knew he'd hit her until she opened them. Saving herself some anguish, she relaxed and parted her thighs, allowing his seeking fingers entry. He caressed the puffy lips, and she almost squealed with delight, once again feeling something she had never known before. More liquid came seeping from between her cuntlips, and she sensed his fingers being soaked.
I want him to touch me, Sunny realized. I like it. Oh gosh! His fingers feel so good down there.
She felt his fingertips wander up and down her pink, flaccid outer labia, teasing the curlicued edges of her inner lips, as well. And then her inner labia were being parted, and the touch of his fingers in there made her gasp as a heavenly bolt of lightning literally tremored through her. She felt the finger moving higher, and it touched her growing clitoris, and that was when the ceiling almost caved in. Sunny opened her mouth to shriek out her enjoyment, only to feel her lips smothered by those of her cousin as his tongue thrust as far into her young mouth as possible.
Good! she thought, writhing. It felt so wonderful and so good.
She wriggled as his fingers moved over her hardened bead again and again, continually massaging it until it was almost as long as the tip of her tiny pinky. She writhed insanely, feeling his thick penis press between her thighs, and once again she remembered all this was going to culminate with her having to suck his cock.
No! No! No! she thought. I will not be humiliated.
Jack, sensing her attempts to fight him, suddenly stopped what he was doing. He knew continuing eventually had to bring her around to what he wanted, but her willingness was not what he sought. He wanted her to know she was being humiliated. Sucking his cock while she was in heat prevented her from fully understanding what was being done to her. And Jack wanted the full shame and humiliation to be felt by this girl.
Standing, he dragged her to her feet and pulled her over to the window. There was no one around, nor was there likely to be anyone watching them, but the mere idea of her doing it so openly was something he knew she'd appreciate, though not enjoyably.
"Sweet little bitch!" he snapped. "You do have one helluva body. I was almost overcome by it, and nearly forgot why we were here. You do remember why I started all this, don't you?" he asked, and backhanded her across the face, making her trim body slam against the window sill.
"Jack, Jack," she gasped, "don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me. Whatever you think I did to you, I never caused you to be hit."
He saw her trying to pull away from the window and smiled. Now she felt totally exposed in what they were doing.
Sunny had a feeling all this was something on which her parents frowned. Yet modesty was never one of her virtues. True, she didn't like the idea of standing near the window where a possible itinerant passer-by might see what was happening, but now used to her cousin looking at her body, any sense of shame she might have felt was finally gone. Even so, fear of his hitting her made her sob as she stood there with her head lowered, her eyes clouded with tears.
Looking into Jack's face, she saw the genuine pleasure he was getting from hurting her, and it made her think back to the times she had humiliated him. She had enjoyed it just as much. Perhaps he had a right to do this to her, after all?
Yet even as she thought these things, the inner passions Jack had roused in the young girl continued boiling. For all her youth, Sunny realized her surrendering to these passions with Jack meant she'd surrender just as easily with someone else. And even if Jack didn't destroy her, her feelings might eventually lead to her downfall.
"You're going to do what I want," Jack told her. "You're going to do it, here, now, in front of this window. And if anyone happens to come by and see, they'll watch the beautiful model, Sunny Storm, learning to do what she'll probably be doing best for the next thirty years."
Sunny nodded, staring down the length of her naked thighs, seeing the wetness between them. Then she noticed Jack was standing directly in front of her, his feet only inches away from hers. Her eyes slowly moved up his hard, muscular legs and thighs, and once again she saw the huge, gigantic cock jutting straight out from the mat of hair covering his pelvis. Gosh! In the afternoon sunlight it looked even bigger than it had before, when in the shady part of the room. As she stared at it, she saw it quiver and expand as he flexed it, and greater fires began tormenting her, burning through her, because Sunny realized she almost wanted to do what he had told her to do. She wanted to be humbled. The flames in her smoldering pussy enlarged, and more sticky liquid came seeping from between her bare cuntlips, running down her thighs. What a fabulous sight it was to the young girl. The bare slit of her vagina was mere inches from his penis, and for the first time in her life it occurred to her that perhaps a cock was made to fit into what she knew to be a cunt. After all, both were located on the same part of the human body.
"You really are a bitch," Jack said to her, reaching out, tangling his fingers in her long, dark hair, and bringing her face to his. "I want to kiss those virgin lips one more time before I let them suck my cock." And his mouth literally slammed against his. The pressure of his teeth, through their lips, jarred hers, and Sunny had to admit she loved every little bit of hurt at this point. The only thing she didn't like was the way his hand tugged her long, lustrous hair. Her hair was part of her image, and if he pulled enough strands out, she'd look terrible in front of the cameras when she got back to work.
"Owwww!" she cried, and more tears spilled from her eyes as his mouth released hers. Her hands moved up to her head as she begged, "Don't, Jack! Don't pull my hair. I'll do whatever you want, but don't pull my hair."
"Why not?" he asked. "If it pleases me to make you bald, I'll do it, understand?" he snapped, tugging more tightly on her hair.
"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped. "I understand. Oh please don't hurt me, Jack. I'll do whatever you want, you know that."
She fell against the corner of the window when he finally released her hair, and her tiny, quivering nipples seemed to vibrate even more quickly. For some reason, she saw his eyes always drawn to her flat chest, as if she had breasts at which to look. She whimpered and sniffled a little as he pressed closely against her. He looked so fearsome, standing there with his aroused cock still pointing at her.
"Oh gee,!" she gasped. "You're just like everyone else. You don't understand! You'll never understand because you don't want to understand."
"What don't I understand?" Jack asked. "I understand you're a real bitch, a stupid little twat who's had her way as long as I can remember. That much I understand. I understand you made my life hell for a long time, even though I never tried hurting you. For absolutely no reason you were a rotten cunt."
"You see," Sunny gasped. "You still don't understand. You'll never understand."
"Well suppose you make me understand."
"Jack, to me you were always my big cousin. You were a grown-up even before you grew up. I mean, you're nine years older than I am. Ever since I can remember grown-ups were ordering me around, pushing here and there, making me do things to earn lots of money for them. Sure, a lot of it is my own, put into a lot of bank accounts until I'm old enough to handle the money. But I always had to do what mom wanted or dad wanted, or what the model agency wanted, or what the photographer wanted. So after awhile, as I started getting older, I fought back the only way I could, by being bitchy. Sure, I hurt you. And I hurt a lot of others like Roberta, who don't deserve to be hurt. But it was a word of hurt or get hurt. Now, if you still want to make me do things to you, go ahead. Heck! I deserve a lot of it. But I never hit anyone. And I don't deserve to be hit."
Sunny shuddered, realizing for the first time in her life she had admitted to someone she was frightened, scared of life. She had told Jack the truth without meaning to, more because she feared his hitting her than anything else. Now Jack was making her feel good for the first time in her life, only in order to do it, he had started out to hurt her. He had made her feel inwardly alive, even if he had done it to please himself. She was so afraid of people. And now she was more afraid of Jack, because he knew the truth about her.
Jack pressed himself against her tender, feminine, growing body as she leaned back into the corner of the window sill. He saw she was telling the truth, but it didn't excuse her behavior as far as he was concerned. Even if she turned out to be the sweetest doll in the fifty states from this day on, she had to pay for all the anguish she had caused him and his family.
Sunny knew he was going to make her pay no matter what she said, and came to understand the more easily she let him do with her as he pleased, the more easily things would go with her. She reached down and grabbed his cock, squeezing it firmly, and her long fingers slid up and down the shaft, enjoying the heat in it. She tugged it back and forth, moving from the thick base to the glans, and back again, as if trying to hypnotize herself into not being afraid by stroking the instrument he intended using on her. It was as if she were trying to make friends with it. Yes, she knew she'd do anything he ordered, and if he didn't hit her, she'd do it without having to be told twice. Though she had no idea what these new feelings were inside her, she wanted to feel more of them, and she believed if she allowed Jack to finish what he had started out to do, she'd learn a lot of secrets she had never known before. Her fingers continued their salacious stroking, and she shut her tear-filled eyes, concentrating on enjoying the touch of him.
Jack saw the girl was struggling to make him believe her, yet at the same time he knew she was aware of his determination to totally dominate her ... for a short while, anyway. Her touching his cock without his having to say anything let him know how sensually strong she was. At the age of twelve she was willing to fondle his masculine instrument, while most girls in their late teens, especially the virgins, were terrified of it in the beginning. Not that he was falling in love with his little cousin. There was too much hate in him for her to actually ever love her, though the hate was already rapidly disseminating.
Sunny felt his hands grip her shoulders, and slowly, very slowly, he forced her to her knees, with her head still above the level of the window sill.
"Now, Sunny," he told her. "My penis itches. It itches a lot, and your mouth is the only salve for it. I figure your sharp tongue ought to be good for something other than snapping at people. My cock has been sucked by the mouths of a lot of girls, but I've never enjoyed it half so much as I'm going to enjoy it, now."
Sunny stared up into his unyielding eyes and knew there was no getting away from this. Still, she had to try.
"Must I?" she gasped.
"You're telling me that you love me, and that you don't really hate me, right?"
"I didn't say I love you, Jack. I just said I don't hate you."
"Well I'm going to make you love me, Sunny. It'll take a little while, because you're not used to love. But you'll love me when it's all over. And if you love me, you'll love my cock. So we might as well get things on the road, honey."
Sunny stared at the throbbing penis in front of her eyes, seeing the swollen purple head and the tears leaking from the sightless eye staring at her. For some unexplainable reason, looking at his cock seemed to affect her senses. It looked like a flute, and she felt like a cobra, moving back and forth to the rhythm it set as her face came closer and closer to the gyrating instrument.
"Come on, Sunny," she heard Jack urge. "Come on, you can do it. You'll love it once you get the hang of it. You'll see. Come on, Sunny. Come suck my cock!"
Sunny didn't know whether or not his penis was itching, but her mouth was watering. This was crazy. The closer she came to the knobby instrument, the more she wanted to suck it into her mouth. Oh God! This whole thing was crazy. She saw the flat-muscled belly rippling in and out as she came closer, anticipating what she was going to do. Slowly, very slowly, her face continued moving forward, and her lips opened. They didn't open wide enough to engulf the entire phallus, but they did open, and her tongue, like that of a cobra, came easing out from between her lips, and she licked his phallic head, tickling it, slurping the colorless drop about to fall from it. She snapped the drop back into her mouth and instantly swallowed it, afraid to taste it. And then she realized there was no real taste to it. The texture was oily, but there was no flavor. So her lips moved closer and she felt the tip of his penis press between them. Even then, they weren't open enough for the entire head to slide in to her mouth, but her lips did clamp down on the tip, and she sipped more of his fluid as her tongue ran over the prick-head again and again, savoring the smooth texture of his dome. - "Uuuuuunnnggghhhh!!!" Jack gasped, at last feeling his cock sliding into the mouth of the female who had made him feel the need to fuck all females. Yes, his hate for Sunny was what had made him deflower all the virgins he'd known in high school, as well as the two in college. Only his growing love for Roberta had held him in check and prevented him from dehumanizing every female at the university.
But this was Sunny. This was the girl who had aroused his enmity. And though he pitied her more than he hated her now, he intended exacting a full measure of revenge from her. Too many years had gone by, and too much hate had been stored up. It needed to be literally sucked out of him, like venom from a snakebite needed to be sucked from a wound.
Sunny opened her lips a little wider now, letting the entire knob slide between her lips, and then she tightened her oral grip around his corona. His hands were gripping her ears, tightening their hold, and she tried screeching, feeling a little hurt as his fingers tightened even more. But when her mouth opened to yell, he shoved his throbbing prick all the way in. That is, he shoved it as far into her mouth as possible, but half his penis was still outside, and Jack was determined she'd swallow all of it if it meant strangling her.
Sunny sucked, feeling the dome of his cock touch her throat, and for an instant she was terrified he'd merely slam it in and choke her to death. But when he eased the pole almost all the way out of her mouth, she relaxed, knowing her cousin intended instructing her as to the best way to please him.
As the penis lay on her tongue, she tasted more and more of his seeping oil. And since she had swallowed it all, right at the beginning, she swallowed it, now. Her nose smelled the masculine scent emanating from his groin, and she decided though it was musky, it was clean.
So this was cocksucking. Heck! It wasn't half as bad as she had first feared.
Her lips clamped down tightly on the soft outer ridge of his throbbing staff, feeling the hardness of the little knot on the underside, where the glans came together with the rest of the pole. Her tongue also sensed the thick, throbbing tube in the underside of his cock, and though Sunny had no idea of its purpose, she had the feeling she'd learn, and soon.
"Your tongue," Jack muttered through clenched teeth. "You have to start by using your tongue."
"Uuuurrrggghhh!" was all she was able to reply, and nodded as if to let him know she'd do as he ordered. Then she began working her saliva-coated oral extension around the rubbery blackjack in her mouth. Her tongue massaged the split underside, and as she slid it deeper into her mouth, the tip of her tongue reached out and almost, not quite, but almost touched his wrinkled testicles. Her lips compressed tightly around the throbbing pole, purposely squeezing as hard as they were able in the hope of pleasing him enough to bring this to a quick end, because she felt her own lubricant continuing to flood from between her thighs. Though this might be making Jack happy, Sunny realized it was only frustrating her.
"Oh yes, yes, yes," Jack gasped. "That's the way. Just keep working that mouth of yours like that," he insisted, staring down, watching the way her lips delicately puckered around his massive pole.
"Glllrrrmmmphhhh!" she complained, because his fingers were too tight around her ears.
Sunny tried pulling her head free of his hands, but the shaking motion created by her head with her mouth still filled with his pulsating cock only sent new thrills shooting into him, causing him to gasp and sigh in ecstasy.
"Cousin, you're terrific!" he gasped. "You're the second-best blowjob artist I've ever known, and I have no doubt with a little practice one day you'll be as good as Roberta."
His voice had a hint of teasing malice in it, but his words told Sunny that Roberta did this with Jack, which meant this wasn't quite the punishment Jack had meant it to be. After all, if he hated her, would he be making her do things to him the woman he loved did?
His hands released her ears which were ringing with pain, and clasped themselves together behind her head. Her own hands reached around and flatly held onto his asscheeks, feeling them clench tightly together.
"Now," he gasped, "this is important. Completely relax your throat. D'you hear? Let your throat muscles relax, and no matter what happens, keep them relaxed. Understand?"
"Ummmmm!" Sunny said, nodding her comprehension.
"Okay, Sunny, here we go!"
His buttocks clenched tightly as he poised himself for a moment, then rammed the entire length of his cock into her mouth. The rubbery dome slammed into her throat, opening her gullet, and filling her esophagus. Her lips were scrubbing his base with his pubic hairs covering them.
"Uuuuunnngggghhhaaagghhh!" Sunny gasped, trying to scream, feeling the thick penis fill her pharynx, but her voice box was cut off by the fleshy bung-stopper of his cock. The pressure of his thick cock was so overpowering, it even seemed to press against her sinuses, cutting off air in her nostrils. Sunny was almost certain she was about to die. She was ready to choke to death, her face impaled on an admittedly tasty cock attached to a cousin who had been waiting these many years to take his revenge. And just when her mind began to whirl and she believed she was ready to black out, the mighty monolith came sliding halfway out, until her throat was empty but her mouth was still clogged.
"Oooommmphhhh!" she gasped, feeling her nose open, allowing her to breathe, though barely.
"Now," she heard his voice as if from a long way away, "you have to keep on sucking it while I move it in and out."
She sucked, holding his asscheeks with one hand, cupping his doughy balls with her other hand to keep her chin from slamming into them. She squeezed a little, thinking to take back a little revenge for herself, but Jack gasped as her fingers tightened on his balls. Her lips sucked and pulled with all her young strength on the massive phallus. And as she sucked she came to the realization this was not only not-so-bad, but one hell of a lot of fun. If only there were some way of satisfying her body and making her enjoy it. Lord! She was burning up. She had no idea how arousing something like this was. Her aching vagina continued flowing the colorless oil in heavy quantity. She recalled how his fingers had touched her down there, and she wished he might find some way to touch her again as she continued sucking him. At the same time, Sunny knew there was no way anyone was going to make her release her oral grip on his cock. The thrill of it pulsating and dancing in her mouth while his heavy balls leaped in their velvety scrotum bag made her shudder with wanton pleasure.
Sunny felt muscles in her vagina starting to pulsate. She'd never even realized she had muscles down there, before. They twitched and tightened, begging for her to find some way to release her body from the torment building inside it. She sucked hard, twisting her head right and left, rotating her lips with a corkscrewing motion designed to send additional quivers of pleasure shooting through her cousin's body. This was fun. This was a lot of fun. Sunny realized it was another way for her to torture men who caused her some kind of anguish or other. All she had to do was find new movements with her head and continue building passionate feeling in the man. And then, all she had to do was stop. That ought to drive him crazy.
"Oh shit!" Jack gasped. "It's great! It's wonderful! It's fabulous. Keep going little cousin," he gasped through gritted teeth. "You really are some cocksucker."
Sunny felt her knees trying to push through the hardwood floor. The fluids from her vagina were all but spurting down her thighs, dripping onto the floor. There was no way to stop or even slow up the flow. It continued dripping in long rivulets down her inner thighs, touching her knees before dripping onto the floor beneath her and forming puddles.
Each time her head pulled back, she lapped her tongue over the bulb of his throbbing penis, keeping the sandpapery top of her lingual organ in constant touch with the smooth, sensitive dome. He writhed and trembled, gasping and letting out all kinds of shuddering moans as she continued wildly working on the extended lance. Sunny felt the trembling head fill and plug her gullet repeatedly, and she decided, if this was her cousin's way of punishing her, then she had to punish him even more. Just as she always insisted on getting the last word, she wanted to deal out the last bit of agony. She wanted to drive him mad before he was finally content to stop. True, she had no idea how all this was supposed to end, but before it ended, she wanted him screeching and raving like a maniac.
Saliva drenched his pelvis and ran over his balls. Her fingers rubbed the sputum into his lined, hairy flesh as her spit continued coating his throbbing wang.
Jack looked down and stared at the earnest way her lips pulled on his hard cock, and he had to admit the sight was enough to make the Pope forget about celibacy. Rockets went off inside him as her fingernails lightly scraped and scratched his wrinkled sac, causing his hands to tighten behind her head and pull back and forth all the more quickly.
Her mouth continued vacuuming his cock all the way in, while her one hand squeezed his asscheeks, and her other hand continued its insistent tantalizing of his balls. Sunny felt her nipples straining to swell even more, as if her breasts, hiding somewhere inside her chest, were trying to force their way out all of a sudden. Her vagina was awash with flooding, heated oil, and her intestines felt tight and knotted. The knot seemed to be getting tighter, squeezing more lubrication from between her vulva lips, letting the flow fall to the floor beneath her until her knees were soaking in an ocean of lubricant. The flow down her inner thighs like water from icicles on a sunny day. Some of the fluid clung to her body and even defied the law of gravity by moving up a little and into her anal crevice, soaking her rectal pucker.
"COMMMIIINNNGGG!" he shouted. "I'M COMMMIIINNNGGG!!!"
Coming? Sunny thought, as she sucked the swollen pike, feeling it enlarge in her mouth. What did he mean by coming?
She learned quickly and suddenly as what seemed like gallons of hot cream spurted down her throat, almost strangling her. The head of his moving cock jammed its way well past her tonsils as if trying to bury itself in her stomach. Sunny gagged and choked, but the hot sperm continued shooting down her throat. He tugged his meat back and slammed it in again, continuing the action. And with each forward thrust she felt hot sperm pour into her throat, filling her esophagus, backwashing up into her mouth, running back along the outside of the shaft that had ejaculated it, and out between her lips. It dribbled down the sides of her mouth onto her neck, and still his hand pressed on the back of her head, refusing to let her pull her head back until every last drop had been expended. Even then, when his hand finally released her head, his penis had only softened a little, and when it pulled from her gullet there was a little popping noise.
Sunny sat back on her knees, gurgling the drafts of semen still in her mouth. She wanted to let it fall out, but Jack told her, "Every drop, cousin. You swallow every drop. It's precious fluid."
And she swallowed, drinking it all. He made her lick the lines of it from the corners of her mouth, and even scooped up what was on her neck with his finger and made her swallow that, as well. He pointed to some of the greyish-white fluid dotting his pelvis, as well as on his balls, and made her lick all that off, as well.
When it was all over, Sunny was still in agony, because her own needs had not been satisfied. Her belly was in agonizing turmoil, and she was panting and gasping.
"Me?" she asked.
"Ah yes, you, dear cousin. You want relief. It will be painful, at first. Are you willing to undergo the pain for the relief?"
"Yes," she gasped.
"Good! Right after you fix lunch for everyone, we'll see."
CHAPTER FOUR
Sunny slipped on a pair of panties and a dress while the man she believed to be the doctor was out of her bedroom, talking to her cousin Jack. The "nurse" remained discreetly by Roberta's bedside, supposedly taking Roberta's pulse while Sunny dressed.
"How is she?" Sunny asked.
"Her pulse is still irregular," the so-called nurse replied. "It's too early to tell. She's in a coma."
The "nurse" was a pretty blonde the "doctor" had called Peg. She looked very competent to the twelve-year-old Sunny, which was as it should have been, since Peg was also a med student.
"I'm going to make some lunch," Sunny told her. "I'm not too good at it. Will you settle for sandwiches?"
"Sure," Peg nodded.
Sunny left the room, still barefoot, and went to the little kitchenette on the side of the living room/dining room. She found all kinds of cold cuts in the refrigerator, as well as three loaves of bread in the bread box. She was nervous and shaky, knowing she'd never be the same until she had some physical relief. This was driving her even crazier than the knowledge that she might be held responsible for Roberta's coma.
Ten minutes later, she had the sandwiches made. Jack, Fred-the-so-called doctor, and Peg came to the table when she called, and they enjoyed the food with bottles of beer Sunny opened for them. After lunch, while Jack and Fred went to see how Roberta was, quietly sneaking a sandwich in to her, Peg in order to keep Sunny's attention from what they were doing, asked the young girl to step outside with her.
Once they were outside, Peg said, "I've been watching you, hon. You're nervous and jittery. Heck, you look like you need a good orgasm."
"What's an orgasm?" Sunny innocently asked.
"Oh, I forgot, you're a young kid. I shouldn't be talking to you about this."
"Please," Sunny begged. "You have to tell me, what is an orgasm?"
"You know, when a man makes you come."
Remembering how Jack had yelled out how he was coming just before he had intensely spurted his semen into her mouth, Sunny asked, "You mean women can also come?"
"Of course," Peg told her. "You ought to see me and the doctor, Fred, go at it sometime. He makes me come a number of different ways."
'Tell me," Sunny pleaded, "Please tell me! How does he make you come?"
"Well, the quickest way, but the least satisfying is when he rubs his finger on my clitoris. You know what the clitoris is. The little hard piece of flesh at the top of your inner vaginal lips. I'm sure you're aware of it."
Yes, Sunny was aware of it. She had been aware of it for all of two hours, now. She remembered Jack touching her there.
"How else can you come?" Sunny asked.
"Well, the best way is to be fucked. You do know what it is to be fucked."
"No," Sunny admitted.
"That's when a man pushed his erection into your vagina and keeps moving it in and out until you just about hit the ceiling. That's the most terrific way. But you're a virgin, I'll bet. That way might be too painful for you, just now."
"How else can you be made to come?" Sunny asked.
"Well, a man can tongue your clit and vagina until you come. That's almost as good as being fucked, though not quite."
"Gosh! I'll bet it must really be something to come, huh?"
"Look," Peg told her. "That man who called us here, your cousin Jack... he said he was going down to the village for some milk. Roberta, the patient, will be in that coma for a few more hours, at least. Now if you go into one of the other bedrooms, I'll get the doctor to lick my pussy and fuck me on the dining room table, and you can watch and see how it's done. Unless you want to go into the village with your cousin, that is."
"No," Sunny gasped. "No, no, I'll stay here."
She knew Jack had plans for her, and she feared he might expand on them each time she was alone with him. No, better to let him go by himself, for awhile. He'd only satisfy himself some more while frustrating her that much more. To heck with that. She'd stay and watch how the doctor did it with the nurse. Maybe she'd learn something.
"Okay," Peg told her. "Right after your cousin leaves, we'll check to make sure Roberta is all right, and then we'll put on a floorshow for you. Just don't let Fred know your watching. He's touchy about being observed."
And as they entered the cottage, Peg winked at Jack to let him know everything was going according to plan.
CHAPTER FIVE
Even though she'd eaten two sandwiches and had, herself, downed a bottle of beer, Sunny was still able to taste Jack's sperm in her throat, and the taste kept her aroused and in heat. When Jack left to go to the village, she went to the master bedroom, ostensibly to lie down. She heard the nurse go into the nearby bathroom and then she heard the shower going. Well at least Peg wasn't trying to be obvious about it. She was going to make the man Sunny knew to be the doctor, the man she called Fred, come to her.
Ten minutes later, Peg emerged from the shower, wearing a bathrobe Sunny had loaned her. She was in the dining room section of the large outer room, drying her short, blonde hair with a towel. Sunny watched as Fred emerged from the room where Roberta still lay. Then she stared as the drama unfolded.
Peg suddenly opened the robe and sat on the edge of the long, wooden mahogany table. Her thighs were wide apart, revealing the brown bush, below, giving away that Peg was a bottle blonde. Under the thick jungle of pelvic curls, Sunny saw the rich, pink hue of Peg's vaginal lips. She was also able to make out the dark crease separating the two lips. There were glistening drops of moisture in the brown pubic hair, and Sunny knew it wasn't water from the shower. The pouting labia were also slick and moist, leaking more juices.
"Is the patient all right?" Peg asked.
"She's still unconscious," the man called Fred nodded. He had dark, almost black hair, thinning out on top.
Sunny saw he was staring at Peg's bush, and it took all her strength to keep from giggling. There was no doubt the man was taken with the sight of her bare bush. Sunny was learning a lot. All men apparently liked the sight of naked women.
"Like what you see?" Peg asked.
"It's gorgeous," Fred admitted. "But you know, we are on duty."
"She won't change, one way or the other, for hours," Peg insisted. "Let's you and I enjoy ourselves a little. Come on."
Sunny stared, and felt her own body burn with anxiety and heat. Golly! This was really exciting to watch.
One thing was sure, and that was Peg had complete control over everything.
"Kiss it, Fred," she murmured, letting the fingers of her right hand stroke her plump pussylips, letting them slide up through her pelvic hair.
"You sure it's all right?" Fred asked in his crisp voice.
"Kiss it," Peg invited again, her voice a soft, languorous whisper, and her fingers spread her outer labia letting Fred and Sunny both see the pink wetness within.
Hidden by the almost closed door to the bedroom, Sunny watched as the "doctor" glanced around, then moved toward the open banquet waiting, spread out on the edge of the table. Sunny believed him so intent on staring at Peg's pussy, he was no longer aware of any other possible presence.
Sunny had to admit Fred was a good-looking man. He was almost as handsome as her cousin, the bastard, who had really humiliated her. The more she thought about what Jack had done to her, the more she smoldered. He had no right, making her do something like that in front of an open window. Now that she knew what it was all about, she was more embarrassed than ever.
She watched Fred remove his shirt, ostensibly to keep it from getting stained. There was a ripple of muscle in his back, letting her know Fred was a strong, powerful man.
The man was standing upright between the inviting V of the woman's thighs. A mirror across the room let Sunny see the man smile as he reached out and ran a hand lightly over the soft, milky texture of Peg's thighs. She trembled with anticipatory excitement, sliding her fingers from her juicy pussy and lightly stroking Fred's arms. For the next few moments neither of them spoke as he continued softly massaging Peg's thighs.
The man's strong arms seemed to have taken over control from the lovely bleached blonde. His fingers moved tauntingly, expertly, running up and down the flesh of the woman whose thighs were spread before him. His fingers slid over the tender creamy flesh again and again, moving slowly from her knees, lightly dancing along the tender flesh leading toward her nether lips. Slowly, very slowly, the fingers moved closer and closer to Peg's creaming slit. The man's fingers rose gently along the alabaster paths until they all but touched the sopping lips of the woman's gaping orifice. Abruptly, his hands leaped over her mons and began teasing the flat softness of her belly.
Peg sighed and gasped, quivering with wonder and delight, writhing under the wonderful gentle torture. Her body twisted and gyrated, quivering as her arousal mounted. Again and again Fred repeated his tantalizing foreplay, moving his fingers closer and closer to the dark-brown hedge of her vagina, yet never quite touching it. His mouth, which was hovering near her breasts, licked at her nipples, while never once sucking the little pink pellets between his lips.
Sunny stared, hungry to know more, hungrier to feel it, as well. Her cousin, the louse, had awakened all these sensations inside her, but he had done nothing to satisfy her. This was far worse torture than anything she had done to him. This was utter cruelty.
Now Fred's fingers were gently brushing across Peg's fur beaver. The effects were obvious as Peg sighed and rotated her buttocks on the table. Her round breasts seemed to bounce up and down, the nipples shimmying, moving in circular orbits. Her buttocks began wildly gyrating in slow, anxious ellipses as if attempting to entice the man's fingers into the seething well between her thighs. Peg was sighing and gasping, her lips wet from the constant flicking of her tongue.
"Ohhhh . . . please . .." she gasped, her hands reaching down and grabbing the man's wrists. "Please, please Fred, you have to kiss it, you have to. Please!"
Letting his hands fall away from the "nurse's" thighs, Fred slid them under her knees, literally raising her legs in the air. Her heels fell onto the table, making her knees point straight up at the ceiling, and then Fred's hands once again slid down the white, smooth interiors of her pillarly thighs. This made her loins spread themselves wide apart, giving the man complete access to the thick, delicious, pouting lips of her creaming cunt.
"Fred!" she gasped. "Fred, please, please suck it!"
The man smiled again, Sunny noting his reflection. She saw he was pleased with Peg's reaction to what he was doing. If he'd been aware of how he was affecting Sunny he'd have smiled even more, since all this was part of Jack's plot to taunt and torture the young girl.
Slowly Fred bent forward, bringing his mouth toward the dripping labia waiting to be kissed. The reaction was as if an electric prod had been touched to Peg. Her entire fulcrum jerked up, then slammed back down to the table. She groaned and gasped, shuddering, letting Sunny know how much she wanted what the man was about to do to her.
And then Fred's mouth was there, firmly planted on the swollen bulge of Peg's hot cuntlips, and her hands leaped and gripped his hair, entangling her fingers in strands of his hair, pulling his face deeper and deeper into her sodden depths.
Sunny stared, her cunt seething with desire. She had no idea of how to masturbate, otherwise she'd have had her fingers digging into her crotch in an instant. She stared, amazed at the anxiety the man showed in letting his tongue leap out and lightly dance through Peg's pubic hairs. Even from where she stood, Sunny was able to smell the sharp, acrid, delicious aroma wafting from between Peg's thighs. It made her own hot juices flow even faster.
Fred worked his extended tongue around the rim of her inner lips, making them even wetter, tasting her, enjoying her, sipping the fluids she was emitting. Soon Peg's brown matte was drenched and shining.
Still in a teasing way, his wicked tongue flickered over the milk-white area of her columnar thighs, leaving a glistening trail of sputum. The woman on the table moaned, sighed, and twisted under the expert workings of his mouth.
Fred worked carefully, licking the tempting mound of her swollen pussylips, purposely avoiding the split between them for the moment. Sunny saw how the aching cleft pulsated as if anxiously awaiting the pressure of his tongue. The deep chasm between her inner labia minora throbbed in anticipation of his lingual entry. Again and again his working tongue licked and slavered on and around the wet, pink lips of her waiting nookie, working as his fingers had worked, moments earlier. The movements of his tongue brought Peg to a higher and higher point, teasing and tantalizing until she was a veritable stick of dynamite about to be ignited into a sexual eruption.
"My clit!" Peg gasped. "Please, please, get my clit!"
And that was when the tickling tip of his long, expert oral digit flickered between the soft thickness of her seething cuntlips. Her vagina pulsed as the woman yelped. Her voice rang through the house and Sunny stared in amazement, watching the hungry way Fred devoured Peg's pussy. The "nurse's" body bucked and trembled, bouncing as it did on the edge of the table. Jolting electricity shot through Peg, as if each of her nerve endings had been opened and exposed to the touch of a hotwire.
Abruptly, Peg's hand jerked out, gripped Fred's hair all the more tightly, and jammed his face into the hot, steaming folds of her aroused, excited, simmeringly anxious vagina. She all but smothered the poor man with her labial pressure.
Lapping, Fred moved his slick tongue up and down the entire length of her pink wound, letting his tongue add saliva to the feminine incision. His oral digit was continually moving up and down, whipping up a tasty froth in the sodden cleft of Peg's womanhood. Eventually her moving thighs brought her clitoris into direct contact with the tip of his working tongue, and Peg screeched out her thrilling enjoyment of it all as the lingual extension, like a wet knife, slashed across the ultra-sensitive tip, whipping it again and again.
Now Fred moved in on the pleasure button, and Peg gasped even more strongly. His lips surrounded the penis like node, and pulled and sucked on it, much the way Sunny understood how sensitive the nubbin was, realizing it was the point of all external sensation. She felt the perspiration forming all over her as Fred's tongue licked and slurped its way across the clitoris attached to Peg with a wild, consistent rhythm.
Peg's entire body was shaking and quivering now, moving up and down, aching for the needed release. Sunny, watching, felt more frustrated than ever, knowing precisely how Peg felt at that moment. She envied the blonde woman who now lay back, supported on her elbows, as Fred continued sucking her little meaty bud of lust. Peg's breasts had hard nipples extending from their tips, looking like pink candy riding atop quivering ice cream mounds. She gasped and sighed as her hips slammed up and down, up and down, hitting Fred's face repeatedly.
As Sunny watched, the "doctor" sucked and licked harder and faster. Aware of the need all but consuming Peg, he now worked the middle finger of his right hand into the juice-clogged Temple of Venus, pumping the digit in and out, rapidly. His lips, tongue, mouth, and finger seemed to work in perfect harmony.
The dual stimulation of mouth and finger was all the bleached-blonde beauty needed. Her entire body stiffened, and then seemed to explode as the climactic charge of rapture eeled through every atom in her body.
"AAAIIIIEEEE!" she screamed, yelling out her thrilled rapture, groaning with gasping delight.
Fred raised his face from the woman's lust-dampened cunt and stood back, seeing, with satisfaction, how Peg panted with satisfaction. He smiled, and Peg smiled back.
Sunny ached in every bone and tendon, wanting so much to have something like that happen to her. But as she stared, she realized the play wasn't over. There was more coming, this time designed to please the man as well as the woman.
Fred's hands were undoing his belt, then unsnap-ping his pants and pulling down his zipper. In seconds his pants and boxer shorts were off.
Totally mesmerized by what she had seen, feeling thrills course through her because of the sexy tableau of wantonness before her, Sunny stared at the man's cock. It was a lot like Jack's, though a little shorter, and with a pink dome instead of purple glans. And now she saw what Peg meant by the ultimate pleasure as Fred stepped between the "nurse's" thighs. Peg, lying back, was seemingly lost in a world of partial oblivion, she had enjoyed the man's tonguing so much.
Fred tugged firmly on Peg's thighs, pulling until her buttocks were hanging half on and half off the edge of the table. Her loins were far apart, and her drenched vagina lay wide open to his field of vision.
Grasping the swollen red length of his thick cock, the man moved in. He pressed the head of his cock between her vaginal lips, and Peg tensed, feeling the gorged head push her labia apart. Her mind snapped back to reality as Fred slammed into the center of her broiling, anxious quim.
Sunny watched the man as he grunted like a lovesick bull, instantly fucking the entire length into the heated bog of Peg's feminine interior. The woman gasped with surprised delight as the thick cudgel stabbed into her, feeling just the right amount of liquid resistance.
"Ummmm!" Peg sighed. "You great, big hunk of man, don't you move. Just stay that way for a moment and let me savor how good that cock feels inside me."
She loves it, Sunny thought, staring wide-eyed at the way Fred fitted into her. His knees were up on the table, and from where she stood, Sunny was able to see the way his lengthy hose was seemingly custom-fitted into the tightness of Peg's slot.
So that was what all this eventually led to. This was the be-all and end-all of everything. This was the heaven-on-earth everyone enjoyed. And this was what no one had ever discussed with her. This was what her cousin intended ultimately doing to her, thinking to shame her even more. Well let him, just let him. Sunny wanted it. In fact, she was looking forward to it.
Fred's face wore a big smile, and his meaty cheeks seemed even fuller as he remained kneeling still, unmoving, his swollen cock soaking contentedly in the delicious juices of Peg's pussy. He nodded to the blonde woman stretched out before him, wanting her approval before he continued.
Skewered like pieces of lamb on a shish-kebab, Peg felt thrilled by the hardness of the tool filling her. She sensed every youthful throb of the phallus as its width pressed apart thrilled to the meat pole filling it, and the slippery vulva seemed to mold itself to the contours of the cylindrical staff. Fresh rivers of lubricating fluids bubbled inside her, preparing her vagina for the fucking she was about to receive.
"Okay," Peg said, loud and clear for Sunny to hear. "Fuck away! I'll take anything you can give."
Leaning forward, pressing his weight onto the softness of Peg's body Fred started his hands moving, sending them along her thighs and belly, finally gripping the swollen orbs of her full breasts. His fingers kneaded the fluffy cushions as his hips began moving like an oil-well pump, moving his thick stick in and out of the juice-filled envelope between Peg's thighs. His movements were slow, long, almost languorous, at first, letting his prick run smoothly in and out.
Sunny saw Peg's fluids pouring out onto the mahogany table and decided the oil was good for the wood. Wow! That looked terrific. She was aching to have Jack do that to her.
Peg moaned as the huge penis slithered back and forth through her tunnel. The fleshy pillar built seething sensations of lust inside her, working a little faster, now. She was alive and ultra-sensitive because of what his tongue had done to her, and felt the slightest pulsation in his throbbing rod. The swollen point of his prick seemed to push deeper and deeper into the hot pocket between her thighs, and Peg groaned as his thickness strained the taut walls of her narrow vaginal chamber. Each time the throbbing head moved back to be trapped by her vulva, the inner tunnel snapped back to its original breadth like living elastic. And each time the arrowhead rammed forward, the walls parted like the Red Sea.
Fred was moving with a regular, determined rhythm, still allowing her pussy time to accustom itself to his thickness. And Peg showed her gratitude for his concern by caressing his back with her fingertips.
"Harder!" Peg shouted, and he responded by moving from a "lope" to a "trot."
The strength of his lunges increased, as well. Groaning and moaning, Peg wrapped her legs around Fred, tightening all of her body so the pulsing interior of her vagina tightened, as well. His hands pressed against her breasts and squeezed them as if by tugging on them he was able to urge her to more active movement. His fingers crushed and ground the milky melons of her breasts, and his fulcrum slammed into hers, feeling the way her pelvis worked smoothly in time to the gyration of his loins. Her lips of desire sucked his cock into her vaginal tenderness, clinging to the shaft tightly on outward strokes. Each thrust was long, wet and hard as he stabbed and plunged repeatedly into her, continually backing and filling. "Oh God!" Peg groaned. 'This is good, good!" Fred's mouth fell to her neck, his lips puckering and kissing. His heavy hips hunched harder as he solidly pounded his marble-hard shaft into the liquid warmth of her seething center.
"Finish in my mouth," Peg gasped. "I've already come once. Let me suck you."
"No!" Fred insisted, slamming his solid, swollen dork into the saddle of desire he had mounted.
His moving cock speared and stabbed her. The throbbing weapon expanded and swelled with anxiety as it sank into the bleached-blonde again and again. The man's breath was coming in short, heavy grunts as he sliced into the licentious tunnel of her cunt, burying his cock deeper and deeper. It was as if the penis had finally found a secure haven and now refused to leave. And all the while Fred's hands continued pulling and squeezing the woman's breasts.
"Oooooh!" Peg gasped under his lascivious onslaught. "Aahhhhh! That feels so good."
Again and again Fred pounded his groin against the woman's sweet mound of love. He worked harder and faster, groaning as the tight scabbard of her crushing cunt seemed to close in on him. His hard cock continued jerking until almost free, then plunging back into the core of her, thrilling to the sensation of her molten flesh. Peg kept pace with him, arching her hips up from the table, then letting her buttocks slam down, hard.
Locking her ankles behind his asscheeks, she screeched, "Harder! Fuck harder! Fuck until I beg you to stop!"
"You got it!" he groaned, and powered into her with faster, more wicked strokes.
Fred ploughed her soft, yielding furrow, and Peg crushed his auger. Sunny stared at the effort the man was throwing into his fucking of Peg. She was amazed at how much strength he expended, hunching and gyrating his cock around and around as it moved in and out of Peg's seething pussy. There was so much heat being generated by the two of them, Sunny was ready to swear she saw smoke rising from the tunnel of Peg's pussy. This only made her own cunt that much hotter, and she almost wept with the need for satisfaction.
Fred's rod plummeted into the volcanic center of Peg's aching pussy as their bodies worked and churned together. Their anxious need mounted in hungry unison. Each attempted to devour the other with the burning passion of one another's need. Peg dug her nails deeper into Fred's back, tearing red lines in his flesh as she slammed her cunt higher to meet his pounding groin. They were just about there.
A soft squeal of delight turned into a siren-scream of sheer need, spewing forth from her lust-contorted mouth as the burning volcano inside her erupted and sent her jetting into the total oblivion of orgasmic sensation.
"AAAAIIIIEEEYYAAGGHH!" she shouted, thumping her buttocks wildly on the table.
Sunny wanted to cry. She needed release so badly.
By now, Fred began feeling the heavy flood-tide of semen building at the base of his throbbing prick.
Each driving stroke caused the heavy fluid to move higher and higher along the length of his stolid penis. Then the sperm hit the top and came gushing from the tiny slit in the tip of his moving cock. He began firing a heavy wad of come juice into the dilating cave of her snapping vagina. His balls leaped in their wrinkled sac, intent on totally emptying themselves into Peg, as he screamed.
The experience drained Fred for the moment, and he collapsed on Peg. She had to literally push him off her, rolling him over to breathe. His hard cock popped out of her and spewed white fluid up into the air, letting it come down all over his groin. He was gasping for breath, he was so drained.
Sunny stared, smelling the thick, creamy fluid, remembering more and more the smell and taste of Jack's sperm. Her mouth watered at the sight of it, and she realized she was becoming addicted to semen. Somehow, in some way, she ached to feel the fluid inside her. Right now, she was only aware of having taken it into her mouth, herself. But she wanted to feel the hot stuff drench her cunt, as well. Her pussy was running with a heavy flow of lubricating oil, and she shivered with want as she watched Peg sit up and take Fred's cock into her mouth, drinking the squirting come. And when she was finished and the rod had shrunk, she began licking all around his belly, pelvis and groin, and she didn't stop until she'd licked it all up.
Sunny moved away from the door and slumped down on the bed. Golly! She ached for a good lesson in fucking, and was coming to hate her cousin Jack more and more for teaching her about sex.
CHAPTER SIX
Jack returned to the cottage less than a half hour later. It was already early evening, though still too early for supper. He went to check on Roberta, and when he emerged from the bedroom a few minutes later, Sunny, who had come into the living room/dining room, looked up.
"Roberta's conscious," he told Sunny. "It's a good thing I got back when I did. I stopped her from telling too much to the doctor."
"What do you mean by too much?" Sunny asked.
"Well she claims you pushed her, but I think we can get her to say she fell, provided you start behaving decently toward her."
"Anything, anything at all," Sunny said.
"But I think we might have to bribe the doctor, since he's already heard her say you pushed her."
"How much does he want?" Sunny asked.
"He hasn't asked for anything, yet," Jack told her. "And he's not the kind who can be bought for money."
"You mean, you want me to ..." she shuddered for a moment, then gasped, "... to fuck for him."
"I don't want you to do anything," Jack replied. "Besides, I don't think you really know very much about fucking."
"Not really," she admitted. "But you can teach me. In fact, if he holds onto me while you fuck me the first time, he can see what I look like, and if he still wants me, I'll do whatever he wants, tomorrow morning."
"Okay, cousin. Just remember, this is your idea. I didn't suggest it."
Jack left her and went, ostensibly to bribe the "doctor." When he returned, some moments later, he said, "I think we can work something out with the good doctor. But he doesn't like the idea of watching me do anything with you. And he doesn't want to be the one to pop your cherry. He says he won't touch you if you're a virgin."
"Then you're going to have to fix that, huh," Sunny said.
"I want you to ask me for it," Jack told her. "Why?"
"Because from now on, whenever you want anything, you're going to ask instead of order. And I get to do whatever makes me happy, right?"
"Are you going to leave me all excited like before?" she asked. "I mean, if I do all this, don't I have a right to come?"
"Well, well, well, my little cousin is really learning. So you want to come, eh? Well let's understand each other, Sunny. When you're with me, you have no rights, no rights at all. If I want to make you come, I'll make you come. But first you have to beg for it. Understand?"
"All right, all right," she whispered. "I'm begging, I'm pleading, I'll do anything you say, but please make me come. Please!"
"And what about after? Will you still do everything I say?"
"Yes," she nodded, "yes. I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want, for as long as you want."
"Will you put it in writing?" Jack asked.
"You really want to make me look bad, don't you."
"Well, will you?"
"If that's what you really want."
"I'm warning you, Sunny. I'm going to be very hard to please."
"I'll do whatever you want, Jack."
"Well, I'll give you a chance to prove it before supper. Suppose you and I go into my bedroom."
The two of them walked into his bedroom, and the young girl began trembling uncontrollably as she felt her cousin reach forward and run his hands over the top of her dress. His hands moved slowly down, reaching under her dress, then flatly rubbing against her belly.
"How about the door?" she asked. "It's still open."
"Leave it that way," he ordered.
Because the window in Jack's room faced south, and the trees in the area were high, it was already very dim in the room. Yet Jack made no move to turn on any lights.
Sunny felt shamed, not because of what she was about to do, but because he was continually humiliating her, and she had no choice but to let it happen. She wanted to look up and see his face, to see what kind of triumph was written in his eyes, but she was too afraid. Even though he was humbling her, he was in a relatively gentle mood at the moment. Jack was no longer striking her in the face, and his manner had mellowed a little. Sunny knew it would take very little to make him angry again. When he told her to lie on the bed, she did so, watching him kick off his shoes and lie beside her. His breath grew heavier with the need for her while he ran his hands over the smoothness of her belly, then out along the flare of her hips, eventually massaging her buttocks, squeezing the supple cheeks. He undid her dress, and she even helped him pull it off, and raised her hips when he rolled down her panties. She even sat up and helped him tug off his own shirt, then gasped when she felt the bare flesh of his thigh after he'd removed his lower clothing. Sunny lay back, feeling his fingers wander over her flat chest, tugging on the brown, nutlike extensions of her nipples. She felt her breast-points harden as they filled with blood, and a wild, fluttery sensation rippled through her abdomen. When she finally did look at his face, the girl saw her cousin's eyes shining with lust, and realized in spite of his need to humiliate her, he wanted her. He wanted her as much as Fred had wanted Peg, earlier. And now he was going to fuck her. At last, she was about to find out what it felt like to have a hard cock stuck inside her cunt instead of her mouth. At least she hoped that was what he had in mind.
After a moment, Jack let his hand run from her waist to her hip, then back again, and each time his palm stroked her skin, Sunny sighed a soft "Ahhhhh!"
She turned and lay against him, feeling the hardness of his throbbing cock, letting it rub against her bare pubic mound. Deliberately parting her thighs, she felt the stiff penis come into contact with her vaginal lips, and a thrilling shudder burst through her body, making her tremble.
"You're starting to like all this, aren't you," Jack said.
"Are you going to hold that against me, too?" Sunny asked.
"No. I told you I was going to teach you to love me. I don't expect to make you fall in love with me, but you will learn to love me. It'll take time, but you'll learn to love every little thing we do. You may not like some of it, at first, but in time you'll learn to love it all."
Sunny lay against his naked body, feeling no fear for the first time since this nightmare had started. Being so young, it never occurred to her this was a game to break her of her snobbishness and bad behavior. It never occurred to her that a real doctor had no use for her body. All she knew, all she cared about was protecting herself, and so far, Jack was doing it. The price he was exacting, once apparently so high, was now more than reasonable as far as she was concerned. She was surprised she no longer felt fear, and was just as surprised at the gentle way he was fondling her. For the first time Jack seemed to be almost asking rather than demanding. She had no doubt he'd change if she suddenly returned to her former self. At the moment she had no intention of doing that. There was no sense in doing that. He was preventing anyone from finding out what she had done to Roberta, even making Roberta keep quiet. At this point, whatever he wanted, he'd get. She felt a funny kind of gratitude toward him, and wanted to let him know it. But merely saying it was not enough. She had to show it.
Jack was sensing the change he had wrought in Sunny. He hadn't expected things to happen this quickly, and was a little surprised. It meant the girl was far more sensuous for her age than he had believed. She was lying against him, actually relaxed and enjoying the pressure of his body. She wasn't cringing, terrified as she had been, earlier. Nor was she all over him, fawning and trying to convince him she had become whatever he wanted. No, she lay beside him in a state of complete relaxation, in a way only Roberta had lain beside him. Yes, she liked sex, and what was more, even though she might not openly admit it, she liked the way he was teaching it to her. She was breathing a bit heavily, waiting for him to make the next move.
Sunny sighed when her cousin flatly placed a hand on her bare belly and began rotating his palm. The hand slowly moved higher, rubbing her flat breasts, rotating against her nipples. She whimpered as his fingers pulled on her budlike points, and when both hands lay flatly against her nipples, Sunny actually pressed his palms against her body, wishing she had breasts to fill those hands. Even so, his hand squeezed, pulled, tickled, and massaged her nipples, and she writhed, letting him know she liked it and wanted more. His hands continued moving in tiny circles, and she pressed her chest against his palms to create more friction. She was offering herself to Jack in silent invitation, not yet able to come out and say what she wanted him to do, but conveying her feeling, through her body.
When, after a few moments, she let one hand slide down her belly to her juncture, she merely parted her thighs without any resistance. Yes, there was no doubt she had changed. And the funny thing was, Sunny knew it, too. Although this was supposedly being forced on her, for the first time in her life she didn't feel resentful.
Sunny opened her thighs wider, but felt Jack's hand confine itself to her thighs, for the moment. She saw him purposely avoiding the pout of her tempting vaginal mound as he gradually slid his hand around her thigh, underneath, squeezing the warm, compliant cheeks of her buttocks. His fingers tightly squeezed their velvety softness, and he forced his hand between them, letting a finger slide into the asscrack.
Sunny felt more dampness seeping from between her thighs, and she ached for him to touch her vagina. She writhed and turned her face to his, kissing his mouth, then whispering, "My cunt, Jack. Touch my cunt. Please, please touch my cunt."
Unable to resist the girl's plea, Jack slid his hand forward, rubbing his finger against her anus, then out of the crack, across her perineum, and against her soaking pink flaps. Sunny felt her vagina quiver as his finger made contact with it, and she ached to feel the finger move inside as it had done, earlier. When he snaked his middle finger between her inner lips, Sunny jumped, not from fear or pain, but the sudden touch sent another wave of erotic sensation rippling through her vagina, making it spasm. She almost came then and there.
Jack withdrew his finger and stared down at his cousin's sensually bare body. He had to admit she was a beautiful female. When she got a little older she'd have men groveling at her feet, dying to crawl into her. And each time she made it with one of them, she'd think of him. Jesus! It was going to be a pleasure to fuck her. But to do it right away meant giving her pleasure, too, once her hymen was out of the way. She deserved a little more pain for all the misery she had caused.
And yet, Jack wanted to enjoy her, even if he didn't want her to enjoy him. She was so slender, yet firm. And though her tits had not yet developed, the rest of her was so well-rounded. For all her snottiness and nastiness she was still so innocent when it came right down to plain old-fashioned fucking. She was too young to really squeal and scream as Roberta had done the night he had deflowered her, yet Jack knew Sunny was capable of feeling pain, and he intended to deal some to her. It might be a poor way to repay all the years of misery she had caused him and everyone else, but in such a short time it was the only way. And the funny thing was, in the long run she was going to enjoy it one hell of a lot. She had the kind of body that one day would mature into everything a king might desire, provided he was willing to put up with her temper. And right now Jack intended taking full advantage of that body.
He rose to his knees on the bed, and Sunny shivered again as his massaging hands continued to flatly rub her nipples, then move down over her belly, continuing across her upper thighs, and then around and behind her to sweep over her buttocks. Rapture began flooding through Sunny's body with the swift movement of the man's hands. Small, animal-like mewls seeped from between her wetly parted lips. She felt the simmering passion building in his body, as well, and her tautly smooth belly and bare pelvis quickly lifted in invitation each time his hands rubbed her buttocks.
Sunny stared at him through smoky brown eyes, half-closed with lust. Her sight was dimmed with memories of what she had seen and felt, thinking of all the forbidden delights to which she had been introduced, one way or another. Waves of licentious heat poured through every inch of her shuddering body.
Sunny was aware of his anger and knew there were more punishments to follow, yet felt totally relaxed knowing she was going to be castigated for past sins and not because her cousin still hated her. All the mental anguish she had been undergoing was fast fading, especially since learning Roberta was recovering. Now she allowed her mind to drift into the alien world of fleshly pleasures. In spite of whatever unknown agonies her cousin had in store for her, Sunny was determined to enjoy it all. What had been passive acceptance was now a driving desire to enjoy all the things she had seen Peg enjoy, and more. She squirmed under Jack's caressing hands, enjoying the feeling of security they gave her. Rapture devoured her and digested her as she closed her mind to pain. A wicked, flickering inferno awaited her, soon to totally devastate her entire body. Tongues of fire burst outward from the pulsating center of her unsatisfied vagina. It had felt fingers filling it earlier in the day, and yearned to be filled again.
"Ooooooh!" Sunny heard a distant female voice gasp in soft, muted tones, unaware it was she who was sighing.
Her mouth opened and trembled when it felt the pressure of Jack's lips. Her tongue reacted instantly, spearing into the hot cavern of his open mouth, circling around his probing tongue in a flickering embrace, trapped like a helpless moth lured to an open flame it was powerless to resist.
Feeling certain of his control over Sunny for the first time, Jack placed his palms on the firm inner sides of her young girl's round, columnar upper thighs. This time the young girl didn't move, jerk, or twitch the littlest bit. Instead, her loins parted slowly, willingly outward as Jack's hands pressed on them, slowly pushing them apart as if he were pressing apart the pages in the middle of some important book.
Sunny loved the pressure of his fingers and the tickling sensation they imparted. Her vagina pulsed and quickened, and she inwardly gasped, knowing he intended zeroing in on it.
Jack was a little bewildered by this almost passionate reaction of hers to what he was doing. For a moment he suspected she had something planned, thinking she might be pretending to like what he was doing in order to nail him some other way. It didn't seem possible this was the same Sunny he'd had to force to suck his cock, earlier. Now she lay quivering and sighing beneath him, waiting with what appeared to be anxious need for the moment he finally intended tearing her virginity from the sacred depths between her seething, simmering, dripping lips.
The older cousin was no longer able to contain himself. He allowed his naked body to lower itself until it was pressing against that of the pre-teen, letting all of his rub against all of her. Jack allowed his full weight to rest on the soft, uncomplaining mattress of his younger cousin's body.
Sunny bore his weight easily enough, feeling strength from her rapturous need for him course through her arms, legs, and belly. The sensual hollows and swells of her youthful, maturing body thrilled to the pressure against her. She sighed as he swept his arms beneath her legs, drawing them up from her pinned, almost flattened body, until her knees were bent around his sides. Sunny groaned, automatically lifting her arms and encircling Jack's neck, sighing, groaning, mewling with a definite acquiescent eagerness.
The girl's passion spurred the hungry desire of her cousin. Her totally helpless position should have had her weeping. Instead, her mouth gasped out lascivious responses, making her mind spin with the powerful control he was exerting over her. Jack wished his tongue was a foot longer so he was able to thrust it down her throat as he did his cock. And he ached to shove his massive meat into her simmering center until she quivered and trembled and split into a million helpless shards of flesh.
Sunny sensed he was about to enter her. She felt his breath quicken as he raised his fulcrum and reached between his thighs with his right hand. He was going to implant his masculine thorn into the seething depths of her aching cunnus as it twitched with eagerness, luring him on. But at the last instant, he stopped.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "Go on! Do it! Fuck me!"
"No!" he snapped. "No! If I just shove it in, even if you feel some pain with the snapping of your cherry, it still won't be right. God! You've hurt me and my parents, and even your own parents so many times in so many ways. You've humbled us time and time again. Now you have to be humbled. You have to, in effect, deflower yourself."
"What are you talking about?" she gasped. "You aren't going to leave me like this, are you? Oh God! This is crueler than anything I ever did to you out of ignorance."
"No," he assured her. "I won't leave you like this. You merely have to prove your total subservience."
"Anything! Anything at all, but put it in."
"You," Jack insisted. "You put it in. Put the head between your hot, aching, pulsing pussylips, then use your fingers to keep your lips spread wide apart so I can thrust into you and tear that cherry right out."
A long, torturous moment passed, and Sunny heard his heavy breathing, waiting to see what it was she intended doing. She smiled, knowing what he considered as subservience, in the long run, would give her greater control over men. Each time she touched a penis it gave her a certain added strength. Smiling now, she pushed her little hand immediately between them, shoving her fingers between the hot, perspiring torsos, curling them around the long, thick, rigid prod, sensing the increased pulsing and had almost the instant she touched it. He lifted his loins a little to give her greater access, letting her know he was giving some control to her. Her hands grasped the hardened flesh stake jerking throbbingly and vitally between the tight clasping fingers gripping it.
The anxious male cousin groaned when Sunny squeezed the spongy head of his throbbing cock, then tightened her fingers in a ring under the corona, forming a collar, making the glans swell. The blunt, pulsing head brushed against her naked belly, making it tautly ripple. Her movements made Jack lift his hips higher, allowing her hand to direct him, pushing him back a little to line up the head of his pulsing prick with the slit between her juicing, aching virginal lips. Sunny's fingers ran a bit along the length of Jack's phallus, then, with sudden assurance, she pressed it against the bare-lipped mound, parting the lips. She gasped, listening as Jack pulled in his breath and held it. Sparse tendrils of flame curled through her shapely young body as she felt her inner lips open a little and tease the rubbery point of his aching shaft.
Jack held his breath, anxiously waiting, desperate with the need for her cunt. Her hand fumbled with his cock, still unaccustomed to it, sliding it up and down the length of her inner lips, wetting the point repeatedly with her seething juices, looking for the tiny hole at the bottom of the slit. Finally, after much moving around, the young girl found the sought-for orifice, and she pressed the hotly pulsing prick against the soft, hot, wet vaginal entryway, now willingly being offered to him. And because it was so willingly being given to him, Jack held back, knowing no matter how much pain the girl suffered in the rending of her cherry, it was what she wanted. Though most of his hatred had all but faded away, the man felt an urge to make the young girl suffer. He wanted to wait until she was a little less wet and then sink his tool into her. It meant everything to him to hear her scream in agony for all the woe she'd brought to so many others. He wanted that supple young body struggling to be free of him, and yet aching for more of him. He wanted his cousin cursing him, hating him for causing her anguish, yet aching to feel the entire length of his hard, thick, throbbing penis buried inside. He held back, hoping for her vaginal tract to dry out a little, so there would be more pain the first time he nailed himself into her. Jack wanted to hear Sunny beg- confused as to whether to let him continue, or to plead with him to stop.
Sunny sensed his hesitation, but misunderstood it. Still certain of herself, it no longer occurred to her that her cousin was anxious to make her pay for all the pain and anguish she had caused him and his family. She thought he was teasing her, wanting her to know for a fact that his was the cock deflowering her. His cock was tantalizing the hell out of her, and the girl supposed her cousin wanted her totally cognizant of the fact that she wanted that cock more than anything else in the world. She assumed Jack wanted her to recall how she wanted his penis inside her more than pride, itself. She assumed he wanted her to beg some more. In this way, no matter how many other cocks sank into her body in the many years to come, her mind would fill itself with Jack's cock, never allowing her to forget he was the first man who taught her the physical art of making love.
Sunny, becoming more and more confident in herself with the passing seconds, knew there were to be hundreds of men in her life, all of whom might have her in a similar position at one time or another. Most, she'd forget, but one had to remain. And Jack knew he'd be that one ... or so Sunny surmised. Even if he died of a heart attack, brought on by what he was doing with Sunny, he'd continue living in her memory.
Well, Sunny decided, lying beneath Jack, waiting for the imminent plunge of his thick penis into her frothing cunt, her cousin had certainly succeeded in instilling himself into her memory. Her thoughts of him were permanently fixed inside her where they'd remain each time another cock plundered her pussy.
The slightest pressure of his hardness against the soft, seething lips of her sodden cunt made the young girl tremble and quiver with excited spasms. Even if she wanted to forget Jack, Sunny knew it was an impossibility. She lay beneath him, trembling in uncontrolled spasms, her arms and legs stretched out with as much painful intensity as if she were being pulled apart on a torture rack. The continuous throbs of his aching cock against her body all but totally hypnotized her, building an aching hunger in her virgin womb; an unbelievably ravenous need that needed satisfying no matter what the cost in temporary pain. The girl lifted her loins against Jack's body repeatedly, and he repeatedly held back from thrusting into her. Every movement of her pouting cunt against his rock-hard stiffness served to intensify the girl's tormented craving. The salacious thrill extended itself into the farthest recesses of her youthful body, eeling into her spinning brain where it brought pictures of Fred continually fucking Peg. Her brain heard the continually obscene grunts and groans made by the pair she had watched, earlier in the afternoon. They mixed with the new grunts and groans coming from Jack and herself, making her visualize herself in Peg's place as Jack's penis prepared to enter her.
Oh God! God! God! She wanted it. She wanted that cock.
Jack stared at the slender figure under him, drooling at the sight of her lush nakedness, listening to her rasping breath letting him know how much her body needed his cock. He shifted slightly, and Sunny glanced up, opening her eyes for an instant, then fluttering them shut as if begging him to get on with the next move. He saw the light beads of perspiration forming on her upper lip, and he stared at the rich redness of those lips as they ovalled, as if trying to kiss him. Yes, he saw she was feeling the need for him more and more intensely, and he knew this was the time.
Keeping his weight on his knees and one hand, he reached down, feeling her fingers tugging her pussylips apart, as he had ordered, trying to widen her tunnel to let his solid cock fit inside all the more easily.
Now! he thought, and rammed, but he didn't plough into her as he had into Roberta and all the other virgins he had deflowered. This time he moved slowly, very, very slowly, and his flesh pylon carefully widened the narrow little chamber into which it was pushing.
"Uuuuggghhh!" she gasped, feeling the thickness of his rubbery head widen the vulvular entrance to her womb.
Pain began shooting through Sunny. It was far more painful than she had dreamed, and she realized it had to get worse before it got better. His head was just inside her vaginal opening, and it had a long, long way to go.
The young girl writhed in agony, gasping as the hurt made its way through all her body. She struggled, trying to free herself from the gaff filling her, but it was no use. The more she writhed, the deeper it sank.
"Hurts," she whimpered in a tiny voice. "Jack, Jack, it hurts. It hurts so much!"
"And it has to hurt more before it feels good," he snapped, launching his hips forward, burying another two inches of cock inside her.
"Eeeeeyyyyaaaaiiiggghhh!" she screamed, trying to no avail to close her thighs and prevent him from sinking deeper.
"Now comes the worst part," he told her. "After this, the pain'll start to go away."
"No, no, no," she begged. "Don't do it! Don't, don't..."
But it was too late. Even as she pleaded, she felt the massive penis plunge into her seething depths, pushing her vaginal walls outward, splitting her elastic membrane.
"Yaaagggghhhh!" she screeched, as he pile-drove through the giving tissue.
Sunny's was the softest hymen his cock had ever ruptured, yet Jack had the most pleasurable sensation in ripping through it. His stolid prick sank deeper and deeper into her confining depths, reaching all the way into her young body, filling her with its thick meatiness.
The girl shuddered and writhed, feeling his weight bear her deeper into the mattress as his driving tool ripped further and further into her body. It was so long, the penis slid past her cervix, and she felt her already narrow interior being stretched even more.
For the next two minutes Sunny lay still, with her cousin, unmoving, on top of her. Little by little the depths of her bleeding vagina widened and accustomed itself to the length and breadth stuffed inside it. Little by little the agony began fading away, becoming a raw ache, instead.
"Okay," Jack finally whispered. "The worst is over, at least in your cunt. Now that it's used to the movements of my cock, you'll feel the discomfort go away, replaced by all the thrills you've been waiting for."
"You liked doing that just now," Sunny whispered. "I could tell. You really liked hurting me."
"What about the many ways you hurt me, Sunny? Don't they count? At least at the end of my hurt you'll get pleasure. You never gave any pleasure at all at the end of your hurt. Before you start getting angry at me, shut your mouth and enjoy all that's about to happen. Remember, what I'm giving you is about one one-hundredth of what you deserve."
He slowly began easing his massive penis from her vaginal depths, and suddenly Sunny realized, the ache was fading away. But with the fading ache another feeling was missing. She had been totally unaware of the other feeling because the pain had dominated everything. But now the ache had all but disappeared, and there was a sensual thrill caused by the pressure of Jack's throbbing dick. It was also easing out of her, and Sunny realized she wanted it back, even if it meant bringing the pain back.
"Jack!" she gasped. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it! Don't pull out! Please! Fuck me!"
"As you wish," Jack smirked, and slammed forward, hard.
"Oooooh!" Sunny gasped in thrilling delight as pleasure now began charging through her young body.
Jack moved slowly, forcing himself to remain under control. He, himself was enjoying the thrusts into her much more than the interminable waiting he had prolonged. But he enjoyed the slow feeling of her tight pussy enveloping his prick rather than the instant, ramming thrusts he often used. His waiting had really paid off, because the girl was suffering with a need for his cock now, rather than the pain he had originally caused. He saw the gleaming light in her eyes as his cock moved slowly into her, then slowly withdrew.
Now Jack's eyes were gleaming, flashing with desire, looking at Sunny's entire body, seeing the slightly swollen aureoles, knowing her breasts would one day take shape beneath the dark circles of chocolate. The sight of her stiffened, pebble like nipples made his mouth water as they quivered and vibrated. Christ! He had the urge to nip them right off and chew on them forever. But there was still so much of her he hadn't begun to enjoy. All of the girl was open for the taking, and he had so little time in which to really enjoy her. Night was already coming on, and though he had one more day with her, the following day, Sunday, their parents were sure to be back, and this relationship had to end, once and for all.
Sunny felt his throbbing length fill her tight, anxious tunnel, as his mouth moved down to fill itself with the tiny chocolate drops of her trembling nipples. She shook as his tongue circled her dark brown aureole again and again. The naked brunette girl gasped as his hands filled themselves with her buttocks and squeezed, as his mouth took turns filling itself with one nipple, then the other, biting, chewing, sucking, teasing her nipples into erect hardness. Her thighs now scissored wide apart, her heels digging into it again, aching to feel the entire length of his massive cock continue filling her.
Sunny gasped, feeling Jack's tongue leave her nipples and lick its way as far down her belly as possible, without his having to pull his penis from inside her.
The girl shamelessly gasped and writhed, enjoying the licking pressure of his tongue, moving like a woman possessed. Her firmly rounded buttocks twisted against the white sheets as if trying to dig through it, and through the mattress, as well. Sunny's arms stiffened, and her hands shot out and gripped Jack's head, much the way his hands had tangled in her hair, earlier. She yanked his face up to her erotically tingling nipples, wanting to feel his lips on them again.
Jack allowed himself to be brought back up, gazing with total, wanton desire at her body, seeing the way she shook with the need for him. Christ! He ached to fuck into her solidly until he popped his load, but forced himself to remain restrained. The longer this took, the better it felt when his climax finally did arrive. His eyes filled themselves with the little chocolate circles of her aureoles, wishing her breasts had grown so he'd be able to pop them into his mouth and bite on them as he did with all the others girls he'd de-virginized.
"Fuck me!" she all but screeched at him. "Fuck that cock back and forth inside me!"
"No!" he sadistically insisted, and pulled his wet penis from her aching cunt.
Reaching out, he grabbed her panties, which had fallen on the nearby night table, and he wiped the mixture of blood and lubrication from his cock. Then he threw the panties down and slid up on her chest. He ached to fuck his cock between her breasts, but she had no breasts. Even so, he rubbed his penile point firmly against her right nipple for a while, still sitting on her belly, and then moved the organ over to her left nipple.
Sunny dug her nails into his buttocks to show her displeasure. The penis had been in her, it had ruptured her hymen, and all that was left was to bring her pleasure. And this, her cousin was once again denying her.
"Still the bitch!" Jack snapped, and raised his hand to slap her face. Sunny turned her face to the side, scrunching her eyes shut, readying herself to receive the blow.
Jack, looking at her pretty face all contorted, decided not to hit her face. He didn't want any bruises showing when their parents finally returned, anyway. It was pure luck that the times he'd smacked her before hadn't resulted in any facial bruises.
"Uuuunnnnggghhh!" the girl gasped, feeling his buttocks come down heavily on her stomach. The bloated, sperm-filled testicles flapped loudly against the whiteness of her stomach, causing his throbbing cock to once again jerk.
Sunny gasped, feeling the man slowly inch up along the length of her sensually wriggling body. Now the base of his cock rubbed against her flat nipples, sliding to rub against one, then moving to rub against the other. Then he slid his cock into what would one day be the valley between her breasts. He reached down with his hands and massaged her nipples repeatedly, and Sunny reached up with her left hand and pressed her palm flatly down on top of the phallic head. Now she was creating friction for him. She wiggled, making his pulsing penis sense her ribcage, but continued massaging the top of it with the flat of her hand. Even as his penis continued moving forward, until the purple point was making oily dots against her chin with each forward thrust, Sunny continually pressed with the palm of her hand.
Drops of lubricant against the point of Sunny's chin now formed into a leaking drop, running down onto her throat. This made Jack stop and stare at her for a moment, fully enjoying the sight of her helplessness. But it was more than helplessness at which he stared. He saw the want in her eyes, letting him know she wanted him to use her any way he saw fit. Somehow, in some way, she was confident enough to know she'd get as much from all this as he. She writhed as his shaking hands pulled on her nipples, as if trying to force her breasts to grow ahead of time. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, and when they moved elsewhere, there were white spots where the blood had temporarily been forced away.
The smoldering, smoky pleasure in Sunny's eyes became too much for Jack to stand. She was enjoying this too much, and she was enjoying it too soon. She had to suffer a little more. She had to feel a little more pain, and there was only one other way to do that. And once she had undergone that final ordeal, the two of them would be fused together, for a short while, into a single being, and maybe he'd be able to crawl inside her mind and fathom what she was thinking.
Slowly Jack slithered down the length of her white body, and then climbed off her. Sunny stared up at him, wondering what he had in mind. She knew he had no intention of stopping, certainly not now. He was as inflamed as she.
"Roll onto your belly," he told her, and the young girl complied, instantly.
She turned her head a little and saw the beacons of lust in his eyes as they wandered up and down her posterior. They focused on the orbs of her asscheeks, and his hand was on top of them, shaking them, making them quiver like mounds of gelatin, forcing her starved, anxious cunt to press into the mattress.
"Relax," Jack's voice ordered, and Sunny was almost startled to feel his hand slide between her belly and the mattress and force her posterior higher as he made her balance herself on her elbows and knees. But his fingers, teasing her bloodstained cuntlips made her mind wander back into the dim, dark world revolving around the important thought of unfulfilled desire.
Jack stared at Sunny's rippling asscheeks, his eyes glued to the anal crevice between them, more exposed now that her rump was stabbing the air. The little brown pucker seemed like a tiny star, and he intended pumping into it, too. Yes, fucking her ass before sinking his cock back into her cunt ought to provide a sufficient amount of punishment for Sunny. Christ! That was a small, tight asshole. He knew she'd shriek when he plumbed its narrowness, but the mere thought of how tight it would feel around his cock blocked out any possible thoughts of pity.
Placing his hands gently under her belly, he lowered the front part of her until her cheek was pressing into a pillow while her rear-end remained waving in the air. Then he crawled behind her on his own knees, moving between her widespread thighs, tugging her asscheeks even wider apart to give him a better glimpse of her puckered asshole. He loved the way it nestled so securely in the crease between her buttocks, and almost thought it was pulsating in anticipation of what was to happen.
Sunny, not knowing what Jack had in mind, remained resting in that position, though her head was now pressing into the pillow, and she was able to see between her thighs, watching him intently, feeling constantly aroused by the sight of his waving penile baton. She was in a kind of trance, relaxing again, still unable to fathom what her cousin intended doing.
Jack knew any abrupt movement might snap Sunny out of her trance. If that happened, she'd struggle with all her strength, fighting what he wanted. And though he knew she'd suffer more when he forced his fleshy wand into her asshole, he wanted her to accept her punishment and use her energy to help him. He wanted her to actually desire the punishment in store for her.
Sunny's long, tapered model legs were widely splayed out on either side of him. His hands forced her thighs even wider apart, making her all but fall forward. Her knees were as wide as possible without her actually falling. Her asscheeks flattened a little, widening the crevice between them, exposing her asshole completely to his lustful eyes.
As she stared, Sunny saw her cousin's face fall between her rectal cheeks and wondered just what he intended doing. A moment later she gasped as his flicking pink tongue rimmed her anal pucker, making her gasp. The unexpected, wet, flaming contact with her tender, sensitive, crinkled opening brought a long, low moan of anguish from the kneeling girl's tortured lips. Her dark head tossed wildly about, and thrilling icy sensations seemed to run from her anal pucker clear up the length of her spine. Her asscheeks quivered madly, and Sunny was unable to believe Jack was actually licking here there. But sensations didn't lie, and he was filling her with the wildest thrills, making her asshole as sensitive as her cunt. His hands tightened on the backs of her knees, as if to keep her steady, but Sunny didn't try fighting him. On the contrary, she loved every bit of it.
The young girl's legs fell limply apart and her voluptuous, rounded buttocks pressed back into Jack's face, moving as if of its own volition. Her asscheeks rotated against his tongue.
The movement caught Jack by surprise, thinking she'd either pull away, or be too dazed to move at all. He thrilled to the feel of the tanned, oval buttocks rubbing against his face as his tongue continued licking her rectal pucker. The girl was enjoying this. Well, maybe it was just as well. As long as the girl liked what he was doing, she'd be in no hurry to pull away when his cock poled through her rectum and large intestine.
Sunny gasped as his tongue began running the entire length of her anal crevice, up and down, up and down, licking softly, making everything tickle inside her. He had intended licking lightly, but the girl was grinding her buttocks all the more strongly against his face, as if aching to have him thrust his tongue into her rectal center. The hotly flicking tongue made her churn and gasp, and inwardly she did wonder what it would feel like to have that tongue breach her anus. It licked hotly and swiftly against her sensitive flesh, lapping away without mercy. His heated breath blew into her crevice again and again, and then, his tongue, after making her anus relax, abruptly stabbed into her. Only a quarter inch of tonguetip entered her rectum, but to Sunny it felt as if his entire oral organ had suddenly slithered in.
"Eeeeee!" she gasped. "Yiiii! Oooooh!" she whimpered as a series of goosepimples rippled across the rounded mounds of her asscheeks, and down the length of her trembling thighs.
Jack raised his head, his mind also spinning, pleased to cause such reactions from such a novice. Ass licking was something he had perfected, and once he was certain of the cleanliness of the girl's ass, his tongue became a regular ream. Sunny, as a model, was used to a thorough cleaning of every part of her body, since the camera picked up everything and anything. Her asshole was spotlessly clean.
Sunny felt Jack's fingertip replace his tongue, and knew the finger was both, stiffer and longer, and was able to probe deeper. Good! That was precisely what she wanted. She wiggled her bottom a little as the tip of his forefinger massaged the sensitive sphincter, but her movements were either from side to side, or against the finger. She didn't pull away as Jack expected she might do.
Jack wondered if Sunny was actually unaware his finger was about to penetrate her anus. He'd find out in a second. He rubbed the ball of his finger against the hole again and again, and then slowly, gently pushed his finger into the doughnut-like opening. He sank his finger into her ass up to the first knuckle. This time Sunny did jerk a little, but it was more from the surprise of the rigid finger entering her than from pain. She relaxed almost instantly, after.
Sunny felt the hard finger push a little deeper, and she rode her rectal channel around it, until the entire length of the finger was locked in her ass. The finger slid in and out, in and out, and then a second finger joined it, widening her anal tunnel.
Jack was unable to control himself any longer. His fingers were doing the work, and Sunny was enjoying it all. It was time for him to get some pleasure from all this, and for Sunny to have her last moment of painful punishment. Her asshole was extremely pliant at the moment, and this was the best time to shove his cock into it. So he hurriedly tugged his fingers out.
"Raise your ass a little higher," he ordered, and Sunny, still in a dreamlike state, brought her knees a little closer together, raising her ass. When she complied, she felt his tongue once again moisten the anal opening as he deposited saliva inside. Now everything was set.
Jack levered himself up, his thighs pressing against her hips as he positioned his stolid penis firmly against her asshole. Sunny, staring, still wasn't sure what he was trying to do, until he pushed. From the angle at which she was looking, she wasn't able to see the head of his cock against her asshole, but she did see the solid staff, itself, and she was abruptly aware of the stabbing pain as the hard cock tried forcing her sphincter to widen. She tried fighting him at first, and the pain became more intense as the penis continued pushing. Slowly, little by little, she felt her anal muscle being strained open, and then his cockhead was fitting inside. The rim of her sphincter slid over the rounded knob of his cock like a carefully fitted condom. She felt it. And it hurt!
Jack stared, his mouth hanging open as the stretched entrance covered his cock like a tight rubber band. All his thoughts of slow-moving gentleness were now a thing of the past as he felt his own desire well up inside him. He grinned, his teeth clamped together and his lips spread wide apart, then thrust forward hard, until half the length of his throbbing cock had forced its way into Sunny's tight rectum. The throbbing, spongy interior of the young girl's tight rectal canal surrounded his madly throbbing shaft and sent a long, wonderful shudder through his quivering body. It was fantastic.
"N-o-o-o-o-o ..." she screamed, in violent pain, shaking her buttocks from side to side in a vain attempt to dislodge him. The agony was even greater than that which she felt when he'd deflowered her, minutes earlier.
"Shut up!" Jack grunted between clenched teeth. "It'll only hurt a little while, just like in your cunt. You'll see, you'll see, you'll be begging guys to fuck your ass in the future.
Sunny whimpered, then groaned again, her head throbbing with pain, though the sensation of lust was so strongly embedded in her, she no longer hated the blunt instrument pushing deeper and deeper into the nether depths of her body. She felt the hard, rubbery flesh stretching her soft interior wider and wider, making her rectum tremble in great waves. The penis sank even deeper, now moving into her colon, plunging farther and farther into her quivering body.
Jack felt electric static filling his cock as it sank all the way into Sunny's straining asshole. He filled her tight anal orifice, listening to her whimpering and sobbing with a mixture of pain and thrills. Yet Jack had shut his mind to anything other than being able to enjoy this girl's ass. He loved watching her nakedly writhing body as it moved, sheathing the full length of his thrusting cock. He sank it ever deeper, pausing to pull it back slightly, only so he was able to ram it even farther into her colon.
Jack's teeth ground together as he pumped into his young, beautiful cousin with long, hard strokes, stretching the tiny, narrow opening with demonic fury. He stared as his hardened pink shaft pulled tiny ridges of sphincter flesh from her sucking anus on each backstroke, and the licentious sight excited him all the more. The young brunette was totally locked in the subservient, kneeling position, painfully bent like a slave paying homage to the master. The lascivious sight had him even more aroused.
This was Sunny, the bitch. This was the girl who had caused so much misery for everyone, and his thick cock was fucking that sweet young ass of hers. Yes, this was the acme of revenge as far as Jack was concerned.
The girl's lush, naked body trembled and quivered, and she whimpered and grunted in total submission to him. She gasped, all resistance to his moving cock no longer existing. The girl convulsed in groaning protest each time he rammed the entire length into her Temple of Sodom. On and on he continued to mercilessly bugger her, stabbing into her rectum like an insane wild man, too excited by the knowledge his enjoyment was her agony to do anything but continue plunging his staff into her narrow and aching tunnel.
Sunny, who was certain this agony would remain with her forever, suddenly became conscious of the shift in sensation inside her. Her slow, whining cries changed from those of a pained girl to a tone which left no doubt she was starting to enjoy this, as well. It was a low whimper of passionate lust as she worked to slam her buttocks back against his body while she lewdly writhed from side to side. Her face was flushed with wanton desire, her eyes wide with delight, totally unseeing, yet showing off precisely how she felt.
Sunny continued gasping as strange, sadistic thrills wormed through her. Her asshole squeezed, and she heard Jack gasp, and the girl realized she had a certain muscular control over her rectum. And she was able to hurt him just as much as he was hurting her. But no, no he wasn't hurting her any longer. There was no longer agony in her body. It was pure pleasure, as crazy as it seemed.
Jack sensed the tightness in her rectum and enjoyed it all the more. He thrilled to the way the girl's warmly fleshed hips thrust back as she wantonly churned and humped her buttocks against his body, encouraging and pleading with him with the movements of her asscheeks. Now she ached to feel him spew the contents of his balls into her rectum and large intestine. Somehow, she was feeling something very powerful in her rear, and Jack realized the girl was so sensuous, she was capable of a rectal orgasm. Roberta was one of the girls he'd assfucked who was capable of such a climax, which was another reason why he had come to love her so much. No matter where he fucked her, the girl came. It was plain Sunny was similarly sensual. If she had three cocks in her three orifices, she'd have four separate orgasms, including a clitoral climax she'd bring on by stimulating the bud with her own fingers.
Perhaps it was the licentious of Sunny's position, with her back to him, or the sadistic idea he'd fuck her ass to death before coming himself that made the pressure in his balls suddenly start to build. His cock seemed to lengthen and thicken until it was more massive than ever before.
No! Jack thought. No! Not in her ass.
The girl had taken every form of punishment he had meted out, and she had accepted it all far more stoically than he had accepted the things she had done to him. She had proven herself. She deserved something better than an anal climax, the first time. And so, taking a deep breath, Jack pulled the entire length of his truncheon from her sopping asshole. There was a loud, obscene "pop" as it came out.
God! He'd hated tugging it out of her rectum. He had really been a lot closer to coming than he'd believed. But now that he'd punished her so much, it was time to do things to make her always remember Cousin Jack. He intended ringing a vaginal climax from her body that would all but tear her apart.
Sunny felt herself bring rolled over onto her back, and looking down, saw, by the way his swollen cock was throbbing and pulsating; how close he had been to shooting. He had held back purposely, though she didn't know why, and now that she was on her back, she hoped to get him to finish in her cunt. She lay beneath him with all the young and soft hollows and curves of her growing torso presented to him. Right now, she was his to finish with as he wished. Her mind was clear now, no longer hazy, and she wanted whatever he had to offer. She wanted to be fucked and fucked again, and she wanted Jack to do it. His body was trembling so much, she feared he might shoot his load off in mid-air.
"Fuck me, Jack!" she gasped. "Fuck me, now! Fuck me hard!"
Pleased at the way she had come through all he had done to her, Jack wasted no time in levering his body over hers and sliding between her widespread thighs. His swollen, bloated cock lowered quickly, and the knobby head came to rest directly on the split between her pouting labia. It pressed against the crack, feeling the tight resistance from her barely used cunt. But her hymen was gone, and he didn't have to worry about going slow, any longer. Her hot vagina, tight as it was, still lay ready to be opened. The small, elastic-rimmed vaginal mouth was wildly pulsating from the pressure exerted by the cock-dome. Sunny appeared ready to explode with anxiety. She wanted it inside her, and if he didn't stab her immediately with his massive boner, she'd reach down and squeeze his balls.
As if Jack had read her mind, she felt him reaching between them, firmly grasping his cock, and pressing it so it forced her labia to open wider. The swollen head slowly opened her vulva and slid into her wet, sticky warmth, and kept sliding with a single, long, smooth stroke until it once again bypassed her cervix and filled her cunt to overflowing. The only resistance now was the pleasant grip of her vaginal walls on his thrusting pike. The smooth, rubbery, tightlipped vagina pulsated around his thick hardness in a throbbing, wetly clasping motion that made Jack wild with joy.
Sunny sighed, feeling her cousin's chest lower against hers, feeling her nipples rub against his chest as he rammed his hips forward to fill her sucking, moist hole. Her tight twat now flowered open to gratefully receive his cock, right up to the balls. The heavy scrotum sac whacked against her perineum and asshole with a loud "splatt!"
Sunny's entire body twitched as it writhed with mad abandon beneath the heavy, stroking body of her cousin. She raised her face and sucked his lips into her mouth, prying them open with her tongue so she was able to duel with his oral probe. His tongue dueled back and forth between their mouths for what seemed like forever before Sunny's tongue was flattened and she felt Jack's probe press into her throat. She hummed her passionate acceptance of his lingual digit, incoherently gasping at times, almost choking on his tongue, but loving it. Her young, sweet, beautiful face strained and her nostrils flared, heavy perspiration broke out all over her. Her dark hair was disheveled, and some of it came spilling down on her forehead. She was locked against him, and her cousin was buried so far inside her, nothing was able to separate them. This time the ride would continue until its conclusion. Nothing in the world was capable of stopping them. And Sunny gasped as her cousin's cock literally pounded through her sucking cunt, moving with maddening speed.
"Ungh! God! Oh! It feels so ... ooooh! Yes!" she cried, her mouth still clamped to his, her tongue still lurching into his mouth when his own tongue permitted.
She groaned and shuddered when his hands slipped under her buttocks and raised them, giving his wildly thrusting cock total access to the deepest part of her tight vagina. This was the feeling for which Sunny had been aching. And she knew it had to lead to that final culmination she had seen Peg enjoy. Yes, yes, she was going to come.
Jack lifted his mouth from hers to catch his breath, feeling the smooth, velvet folds of her squeezing, sucking vagina tightly hold him captive. Oh Christ! This seemed so ridiculous. She now had him trapped. He was her captive, if only for a few moments. When he pulled back, her sucking lips refused to let the corona of his cock slide from within. Her heels kicked his rump until he once again fed every last inch of cock into her demanding pussy. Her sucking lips vibrated around his penis, making him shiver, inwardly.
Jack lifted himself off his cousin, with only the point of his prick buried in Sunny's seething, aching cunt.
He had his weight on the palms of his hands and his toes, and his body was almost stiff. Taking a deep breath, he pounded into her, using energy generated from the tips of his toes. He fucked every last thick inch of solid cock into her steaming cunt, and almost pushed his balls in, as well. His hair-matted groin ground licentiously against the sopping outer flanges of her screaming cuntlips, sending obscene thrills of trembling delight coursing through her trembling, ignited nerve-endings.
Sunny screeched with every forward thrust, abandoning herself to total feeling. Her eyes were glazed with heavy lidded rapture, but her mind was clear as she was determined to fully enjoy this joining of her cousin and herself.
The sight of licentious emotion filling the young girl's body, tightening her muscles and contorting her features added to Jack's already overpowering excitement. It had always thrilled him to build seething emotion in a female he was fucking for the first time, but this time, with Sunny, the female who deserved to be fucked in every way possible, the thrill was even greater. Yes, it had been worth it, waiting all this time to get back at the little snot-nose, just to see her like this, knowing he was the one responsible for doing it to her. Now every bit of his inner self trembled with the sensation of being totally alive no matter how he might feel afterward. There was a tremendous thrill in the knowledge that any fuck she received from this time on, had to bring him back to her mind. Tears were streaking down the girl's cheeks, but they were tears of joy and Jack knew it. The tears were a tribute to his abilities, causing the young girl to feel sensations hidden in her of which she had never been aware until this day.
Sunny anguishedly sought to get her cousin as close to her as possible, and once again her arms encircled his head in a neck-breaking hold. But another long, hard plunge into the heated depths of her wildly ecstatic vagina sent her fingers skittering down Jack's back, her fingertips trying to dig into his flesh. Her hands moved lower and lower until they came to rest on his solid-driving asscheeks.
Sunny squeezed, trying to drive her fingers into his gluteal flesh, feeling the muscles bunch under her hands. Her palms pressed on the convoluting sinews, tugging harder, trying to drive his flesh spear even deeper into her frothing tunnel. The continued tugs of encouragement from her grasping hands added to the force of his thrusts against her uplifted groin, and the room echoed with loud, wet smacking noises mixing licentiously with the sounds of their gasps.
Sunny's mouth was wide open in ecstasy, gasping as her cousin's fingers touched her outer vaginal lips while his hard cock continued nailing its way into her. He felt the ever-widening passage open in greedy need to engulf the entire length and breadth of his heated penis, plunging it far up inside her. Sunny jerked several times, her vaginal lips wildly working and sucking at his penis, as if trying to milk the seed from his balls.
"More!" Sunny gasped. "I want more cock! Fuck me harder, fuck me faster, fuck me deeper! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Sunny was begging with her last ounce of breath. She was feeling the sensations in her body starting to build, and realized she was on the verge of what Peg had called her first orgasm. Her body quivered and trembled, and she slammed up from the mattress, throwing her body against his. Her trembling loins parted a bit more, opening the plane of her femaledom wide. Her legs snaked out on either side of Jack's body and wrapped themselves tightly around his constantly moving body. The girl's crotch opened all the wider as he uplifted the open plane of her femininity toward him. It was a plea for him to speed up his thrusts, and Jack did just that, thrilling to the feeling of her eager cunt literally sucking him in each time he pounded down "Oh God!" Sunny gasped, "I can feel it. I can really feel it. I'm ... uugghhhh ... going to come ... yesss ... uugghh ... oh yes ..."
Her driving cunt spiraled up and down his pumping pole, twitching and spinning while her heels kicked his buttocks, repeatedly. Her hands were crazily racing up and down his back, first scratching his buttocks, then tearing at his hair, pulling his face to hers, slamming her teeth against his as the cords of her neck tightened and her nakedly trembling body jerked against his in a wild, convulsive tempo with the inner rhythm of her hot, burning vaginal walls still convulsing, squeezing and crushing wetly around his thrusting cock, milking at his jerking organ like a hungry calf s mouth.
"EEEEYYYYIIIAAAGGGHHH!!!" the girl screamed, wildly bucking, slamming her cunt all the more rapidly against her fucking partner's groin.
Jack felt the driving power of her body catch hold of him, and her scream all but deafened him as he pounded all the faster into her, anxious to come, himself. He was less than a second away now, and he pumped with every last bit of vim, vigor, and vitality left in him. The wet, viscous slither of his cock pushing into her cunt echoed throughout the room, and then he felt himself totally overwhelmed by his orgasm.
"HHHA A A Y Y YRRRGGGHHH!!!" he bellowed, spurting his fiery seed into the tight belly of his young cousin.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she gasped, and then screamed, "YYEEEAAAGGGGHHHH!" as she felt a second orgasm overwhelm her, totally draining her. Her feet fell to the bed, and she lay there as Jack finished spurting into her, thinking, so this is what it's all about, huh. Wow!
CHAPTER SEVEN
That night, a "fully recovered" Roberta cooked supper for everyone. It never once occurred to Sunny to question Roberta's suddenly miraculous recovery. She was so overwhelmed by her twin orgasms, all she was able to do, after she'd managed to slip into a halter and shorts, was sit at the table and just about bring the forkful of food to her mouth.
Sunny was hooked on sex, and she knew it. She also knew there were only two males able to gratify he-wishes, and she wanted to know if it was possible to do things with the both men at the same time. She was blatantly open about it at the supper table, and Jack, who saw there was still a little cockiness left in her, told her, "You'll more than have your wish, Sunny."
"What are you talking about?" Sunny asked.
"I'll tell you after supper, when we're alone," he replied.
And true to his word, after supper, while Roberta went back to her room, ostensibly to rest, and Fred and Peg took over the room her own parents had been using, Jack explained.
"You see," he said, "I've had a long talk with Roberta. She doesn't think it fair that you get away with saying she fell when you actually pushed her."
"Well tell me," Sunny asked, "is it possible money is what is needed to bribe her?"
"Of course not," Jack replied, "you should know better than that by now."
"My God!" the young girl gasped, flopping into a chair made of logs, just outside the cottage, "don't tell me Roberta is intent on fucking me, too. I mean, it is kind of difficult, what with her lack of the proper equipment."
"Not exactly," Jack told her. "Roberta wants to join us when you and I and Fred go at it tomorrow."
"Well, that's not unreasonable," Sunny nodded. "Fred can fuck her while you fuck me."
"No," Jack said, shaking his head, watching a shooting star fall below the horizon. "Both Fred and I are going to fuck you simultaneously. I figure Fred will fuck that cunt of yours while I screw your ass."
"Hey, that ought to be real fun, but what about Roberta?"
"You are going to take care of Roberta," Jack insisted.
"Hey, come on, now," Sunny insisted. "I lack the means to fuck her, and you know it."
"Well, you aren't exactly going to fuck her," Jack told her.
"Exactly what am I going to do?" Sunny wanted to know.
"You're going to use your tongue on her cunt."
"What???"
"I think I made myself clear enough. It's the only way to keep Roberta from telling anyone you shoved her," Jack said.
"But that's disgusting," Roberta insisted.
"It certainly is not. I tongue her pussy all the time, and I can tell you right now, she's delicious."
"But she's a woman. I can't... I mean ..."
"So what!" Jack smiled. "Believe me, that's something else you're going to learn to love."
Sunny stared at her cousin for a moment and saw he was very serious. She shrugged, realizing if he said that was the way it had to be, then that was the way it had to be.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"What's bothering you?" Peg asked a quiet Sunny as the latter sat up in bed, staring out the window.
Roberta was in Jack's bedroom, sleeping with him that night, and Fred, the "doctor", was still tired from his afternoon activity with Peg, and was sleeping in the bedroom he was to have shared with Peg. Peg, unable to sleep, had gotten up about two o'clock in the morning and had made herself a cup of tea. Seeing Sunny's bedroom door wide open, she had peered in and had seen the young girl silhouetted against the window.
Sunny told Peg what Jack had told her. "So?" Peg asked, when it was over. "What's the trouble?"
"I've never done anything with a girl before," Sunny explained. "It sounds so yucchhy!"
"You're wrong," Peg told her, putting the teacup down on a nearby dresser and coming closer to Sunny's bed. She, Peg, was wearing a light housecoat and nothing more. "In med school, when we don't have any fellas around, we girls have to learn to do things for ourselves. Not only is it not disgusting, but it's really a lot of fun, if you have an open mind."
"You mean you've done things with another girl?" Sunny asked.
"And I've loved it," Peg assured her. "And what's more, I'll prove it to you, if you'll let me."
Peg walked over to the bed, letting her robe fall open. In the light of some twinkling stars coming through the window, Sunny was able to see the full, lush figure the girl had.
Peg reached down, grabbed Sunny's hand, and pushed it between her rounded loins.
"You see," Peg said, feeling the young girl's fingers lying quietly against her dry lips, "if you open your mind, you'll find it can all be a lot of fun."
"What do you want me to do?" Sunny asked, suddenly feeling very excited.
"Well, suppose you push that middle finger of yours between my cuntlips, into my aching hole. Fred was good today, but I sure wouldn't mind a little more, right now."
"Gee," Sunny said, letting her finger slide between Peg's inner lips. "You feel so wet and squishy inside.
Do I feel the same way?"
"Uh huh," Peg assured her. "But believe me, it's more fun to let someone else touch you there than to do it yourself."
Peg writhed and squirmed as Sunny pushed her middle finger deeper and deeper. She tugged her robe off and let it fall on the floor. Sunny stopped fingering the bleached blonde long enough to take off her own pajamas.
"I feel kind of funny, doing this with you," Sunny told her.
"Why?" Peg asked. "I'm as much of a friend as your Cousin is, at the moment. In a way, I'm more of a friend, because I can bring you pleasure without hurting you."
The older girl sank onto the bed beside Sunny, gathered her into her arms, and began kissing her on the mouth, thrusting her tongue into the brunette's mouth. Sunny felt Peg's heavy breasts rub against her body, and thrilled to the pressure of Peg's pink nipples rubbing against her own chocolate buds.
Without being told, Sunny pressed a knee between Peg's thighs. She rubbed the knee back and forth.
"Ummmmm!" Peg sighed, feeling the girl's kneecap press against her moistening cuntlips. "That feels good, very good."
"I like to feel your pussy against my knee," Sunny admitted.
"So you learned a new word today," Peg teased.
"I learned a lot of new words today," Sunny admitted, and once again, with no urging from the older female, lowered her face to Peg's bosom and began sucking on the woman's nipples with the same strength she had felt her cousin use when sucking her own nipples, earlier. Sunny tongued the pink tip and licked the equally pink cap of aureole. Her tongue worked its way down, spiraling around and around the full breast until she came to the cleft between the two mammaries. Then her tongue licked up the other breast, lapping and sucking and teasing it, as well. Sunny sucked Peg's nipple between her lips, then worked it in and out, as if it were a mini-penis. She flattened her tongue against the erect bud and ran it back-and forth a half dozen times before pulling away.
"That was good," Peg told her. "You're learning."
"I. . . uhhhh .. . liked it," Sunny admitted. "Was it as good as when a man does it?"
"You tell me," Peg smiled, and leaning forward and down a little, she began tonguing Sunny's nipples. She imitated Sunny's mouthings, doing the exact same things Sunny did to her. She sucked for a longer time, and when she finally pulled her mouth away, she asked, "Was it as good as when your cousin did it?"
Sunny blushed and said, "I liked it even more. You were very gentle about it." And without any urging from Peg, Sunny kissed the other woman on the mouth, pressing her tongue between Peg's lips, licking the latter's tongue. Her mouth kissed all of Peg's face, lightly, wandering from one side to the other. She licked at the woman's throat, then nibbled on her earlobes, taking time to thrust her tongue into Peg's ear, making the woman shudder and gasp. Her hands ran up and down the bleached blonde's back, scuttling up and down Peg's spine for awhile, then moving down and grabbing handfuls of buttocks. Remembering how she had enjoyed Jack's fingering of her anus, she brought her forefinger to her mouth, sucking on it until it was soaking wet, then used it to gently pry open Peg's asshole. Little by little her forefinger entered.
"Oh Jesus!" Peg gasped. "Where did you learn that?"
"From my cousin," Sunny admitted.
"Hell! He sure taught you a lot of things in one day. Wow! Fred doesn't like doing this. Oooooh! I love it!"
Sunny drove her forefinger all the deeper until it was all the way in Peg's rectum. The older female writhed and squirmed her asscheeks around the finger, sighing the entire time.
Peg rolled on top of Sunny, and with the latter's finger still buried in her anus, she fitted herself against the younger girl so her two nipples were rubbing against those of Sunny, and her puffy crotch was pressing against the soft lips of Sunny's hairless mound. Then she began slowly rubbing back and forth, causing electric tingles to shoot through both their bodies as clit rubbed against clit. The two females trembled and shuddered, wildly vibrating, making certain to remain in contact with one another, nipples to nipples and clit to clit, as if an electric circuit would be broken if one of the three contacts was no longer made.
"Uhhhhh!" Sunny gasped. "This is fun. It's not the same as being fucked, but it is fun."
"I'll make it better soon," Peg assured her.
"What are you talking about?" Sunny asked.
"I'll show you in a little while. First we have to start getting hotter."
Before Sunny was able to reply, her mouth was engulfed by that of Peg, feeling the latter's tongue wash through her oral cavity. Peg's lingual muscle worked across Sunny's teeth and gums, tickling her palate, teasing the underside of her own tongue. She kissed all of Sunny's face before Sunny, with her finger still sunk in Peg's cunt, managed to roll the bleached blonde over. She all but climbed on top of Peg, kissing her face, her throat, her breasts, and then licking at her belly while her finger continued rummaging in and out of the older girl's juicy pussy, making it involuntarily twitch and move.
Looking up at Peg, whose face was in shadow, Sunny said, "I'm supposed to lick Roberta between her thighs, tomorrow. I want to try it with you, to see if I can do it."
"Go ahead," Peg told her. "Don't worry. I have the feeling you'll adapt very quickly."
"You're certain it's all right?" Sunny asked.
"Hell! Don't ask. Just go ahead and do it, already."
Peg all but pushed on Sunny's head, and the young girl found her mouth pressing on the sweet, moist juncture between Peg's seething vaginal lips. Timidly, the younger girl kissed her there for a few moments, tasting the salty flavor of the otherwise exceedingly clean Peg. Then she became bolder and started licking the outer labia with her tongue. A few moments later, she was lapping the inner labia, and then she soon began pushing her tongue between the inner labia, sucking the sweet juices out from within. Her tongue moved up and down in the creaming slot, and soon she found the extended bud of Peg's clitoris. Remembering how much she enjoyed having her own clit licked, the young girl pressed the flat of her tongue to Peg's extended nubbin and began wildly lapping. She rubbed her tongue up and down, up and down, and Peg began screeching, after awhile. Sunny, herself, felt the water in her vagina starting to bubble as she licked.
Pussy licking wasn't nearly as bad as she had thought. Heck! Her damn cousin had been right again when he said he had done it, and she would learn to do it and love it. That damn Jack was always right. Her tongue ran over the clitoral nodule again and again, then sank into the seething, simmering honeypot of the woman's flaming cunt. As Peg's juices began pouring out, Sunny began fastidiously drinking, finding it tasteless, though a little oily. She surmised it was the same stuff Fred had lapped from Peg's seething pussy, earlier.
Peg, who was totally unaware why Jack was insistent on sexually torturing his cousin, felt sorry for the young girl. She found Sunny had a natural aptitude for performing all kinds of sexual feats, and admired the girl, realizing the youngster was hotter than she, Peg, would ever be. Each time Sunny probed into her hole with that seething, working tongue, she drew out more of Peg's creaming gush, and she began thirstily drinking it all down.
Sunny, who was sucking the juices as if drinking water from a fountain, wondered if she leaked this much oil. At one point she raised her head, and said, "You're right, Peg. I do like this. I like the taste of you. Do all women taste the same?"
"N-No," Peg gasped, almost out of her head because of the wild tongue-action Sunny was giving her. "Some women don't taste nearly as good, and some taste better. You'll find out as you go along in life. Oh my, but you do that so nicely."
Sunny went back to kissing Peg's thighs, and the latter, aching for more tongue in her vaginal cavern, grabbed Sunny's head and yanked it into her steaming hole, pressing on the back of the younger girl's neck until Sunny began stabbing her oral digit all the way in, as far as she was able to thrust it. She filled the sap producing orifice with as much of her tongue as she was able, making certain to lick the upper wall, then swipe her tongue out and across Peg's aching clitoris. Each time she licked the vibrating clit, more juice came gushing from Peg's seething hole.
"That'a girl!" Peg encouraged. "That is terrific. That is great. Just keep doing it like that. Wow!"
Sunny reddened. She'd never believed it possible a female would be turned on by her. Certainly it never occurred to her this particular female, Peg, would be aroused by Sunny's touching and kissing her. Sure she'd seen the way Peg had reacted when Fred had sucked and fucked the blonde woman, earlier. But Fred was a man, and Sunny was a young girl, and somehow it didn't seem quite like the same thing, even if she was doing the same thing Fred had first done, earlier. This seemed so different. This time it was her (Sunny's) tongue going about the task of bringing Peg toward rapturous fulfillment. And this time it seemed all the more arousing because she was taking part in it. She adored the idea she was able to bring pleasure to females as well as males. The hot gushing sap coming from Peg's pussy, being sucked between her lips aroused and heightened her desires all the more. The slippery clitoris she was tonguing tasted almost as good as a cock. Gee, but this was one hell of a lot of fun. She wondered if she'd be able to con some of the other girl models into doing things like this with her when she went back to work.
"Golly!" she gasped, raising her head. "This is terrific. I love this, Peg. I never thought I'd like anything like this, but gosh, I'm crazy for it."
"I know," Peg nodded. "I loved doing it right from the first time, too. And I love feeling a female tongue down there. A girl with a cunt always seems to know how strongly to lick, and just where all the sensitive spots are."
Peg reached down and tugged her cuntlips wider apart with her fingers so her inner cunt was more easily reached by Sunny's moving tongue. The young girl began slurping into the heated flesh cavern of the older girl, humming a soft, "Ummmmm!"
"Yessss," Peg hissed, her voice sounding like steam heat coming from a radiator. "That'sss it! Lick and ssssuck, honey. Keep it up and I'll come in no time."
"Hey," Sunny told her. "I want to know what it feels like, too. You know, Jack has yet to lick my pussy. I don't know the feeling. I'd like to climb around on top of you while I'm licking your pussy."
"Why not!" Peg invited. "Get that hot twat over here."
Sunny moved around on top of Peg, letting her dripping cunt hover above the face of the older woman, spreading her loins around the blonde's cheeks, offering her simmering snatch to the mouth of the female whose pussy she was gobbling. Sunny stared down into the rich, pink depths of Peg's leaking hair-pie, and felt her mouth drooling, hardly able to wait until she was sucking the flesh again.
"Uuuunnnggg!" she gasped, feeling the more experienced tongue of Peg sink into her fuming pussy. The wet digit squirmed around and around, licking her hot labia, teasing her clitoris, making her writhe delightedly as her own face sank between Peg's thighs. She licked more salaciously than ever, feeling the wild pressure building in her own anxious vagina.
Golly! Sunny thought. This is what I've needed. Oooooh! It's good ! It's terrific!
Sunny was in heaven. The woman lapping her was doing it on equal terms. There was no punishment involved here. There was no "debt" to be paid for having been stupid and demanding. Peg was doing it to her because Peg was enjoying lapping as much as being lapped. The older female's long tongue was reaching as far into her cunt as possible, making sparklers ignite in her throbbing brain. And all the while her own tongue continued dredging into the swamp of Peg's tight muff, drinking the bubbling fluids continually seeping out. Sometimes her tongue speared into the center of Peg's pink trough, and other times it rimmed the inner lips. Sometimes she opened her mouth wide as if trying to engulf the entire beaver, and other times her lips concentrated on Peg's shuddering clitoris.
And all the while she felt Peg's hands around her buttocks, pulling her down as Peg's mouth plunged into the heated depths of her fuming volcano, licking all over with a tidy expertise.
"Oooooh!" she gasped, lifting her head from Peg's seething cave for a moment. "That's terrific!!"
"You're pretty damn good, yourself," Peg whispered back. "You're a natural. I love the way that tongue of yours works."
Sunny was using her fingers to keep Peg's vaginal lips widely spread, giving her mouth better access to the tasty flesh inside. She held the fluttering wing-like lips back and stabbed her hot, pink little tongue in and out of the watery pocket again and again. At the same time she rocked her crotch up and down the length of her blonde friend's face, pausing now and again to gasp, "Lick my clit! I love it when you lick my clit!"
Peg's tongue slurped against the tingling clitoris, rubbing with sandpaper roughness against the smooth penis-like bud. She orally massaged the tiny sex bubble with repeated friction, and her tongue probed and lapped the surrounding labial flesh, as well. There was vaginal seepage pouring out of Sunny's pussy in heavy gouts, and the sweet smell of the girl's cleansed interior flooded Peg's nostrils.
"It's so good," Sunny gasped, taking a breath. "Is it as nice for you?"
"It's almost as good as a good, stiff cock," Peg admitted. "You have one hell of a terrific tongue there, Sunny."
Sunny blushed, accepting Peg's words as a compliment. But Peg's tongue felt almost as good as a stiff prick to Sunny. She was enjoying the lingual pressure Peg continually applied. And from what she felt, she learned what felt really good, and returned the favor. Both females were adept at giving enjoyment. The young brunette probed Peg's seething twat with the accuracy of a marksman and the lingual reach of an anteater. And Peg's experienced tongue set off all kinds of shuddering tingles in Sunny's vagina.
Abruptly, Peg pulled her head from Sunny's cunt, and asked, "How would you like to be fucked?"
"Gosh! Here? Now? The men are both asleep."
"I have a little something I always keep with me, in case there isn't a man handy," Peg told her.
"Look, I'm going to get one heck of a working over tomorrow," Sunny reminded her. "If you want me to do something for you, I'll be very happy to do it, but I'd better keep my cunt empty. I mean, it's still a little tender."
"You're a good kid, Sunny," Peg smiled, getting up from the bed. "I'll be back in a moment. I have to go to the room I'm sharing with Fred."
Peg nakedly walked out of the room and reappeared some minutes later with what looked like a severed penis in her hand.
"Wow!" Sunny gasped, staring at it. "Who'd you kill to get that thing. It's enormous. It's bigger than Fred or Jack."
"I can take it," Peg told the young girl, making her stand.
When Sunny got to her feet, Peg moved behind her and strapped the dildo onto her. Sunny stared down, staring at the plastic-rubber length, amazed how she had suddenly "grown" a cock.
Peg lay flat on her back on the bed, with her thighs wide open, and smiling at Sunny, whispered, "Fuck me!"
Sunny crawled between the older girl's thighs and slowly guided the massive dildo between Peg's wet, aching cuntlips. She smiled down at the bleached-blonde, then keeping her weight on her knees, inches forward, slowly feeling the rubbery extension attached to her fitting itself into Peg's tight pussy. Little by little the dildo worked its way in, and because it was strapped so tightly to Sunny, the younger girl was able to feel the length moving in, and it sent shudders through her body. What added to her pleasure was a little extension of rubber on the inside cup of the part attached to her, touching her own clitoris. Her mouth dipped and grabbed at Peg's left breast, and she sucked the nipple into the back of her throat as she sank the entire length of the dildo into Peg.
"Ooooooh!" the "nurse" gasped, writhing, thrilling to the feel of the hard plastic with the rubber coat. "It feels so good."
Sunny began pounding her body back and forth, feeling Peg's thighs lift and fall with her strokes, and the girl realized she was literally "fucking" the woman. And each time she pounded forward, she felt the rubbery bit touching her clitoris massage firmly, sending all kinds of electric thrill through her young body.
Now the younger girl began hammering the dildo into Peg's hot pussy, pounding wildly away, fucking with all her youthful strength. The cock slammed in repeatedly, and Peg's buttocks rose and fell rapidly as she felt the orgasm in her body slowly mounting. Peg always felt the climaxes within her coming on slowly. They needed time to hit the top.
Sunny felt the nubbin on the dildo hit her clitoris again and again, and she fucked with all the more strength, pounding repeatedly into the seething cauldron of Peg's nest.
"I'm ... uhhhh ... going to come ..." Peg gasped. "Oh yes, yes, do it, keep on doing it... uhhhh ... yes ... UUUUUGGGGHHHH ... HAAAAAHHHH ... A A A ARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!"
"EEEEEYYYAAAGGGHHHH!" Sunny screeched, feeling an orgasm overwhelm her at the same time.
Unable to continue, she pulled the dildo from Peg's dripping pussy, then lay down beside the girl, falling asleep. She felt good, really good.
The following morning, when she awoke, Peg and the dildo were gone. But Sunny smiled, grateful to the blonde.
CHAPTER NINE
Fred and Peg were invited to remain until Sunday morning, and the "doctor" and "nurse" accepted Jack's invitation. That morning, Sunny and Peg cooked breakfast for everyone. After breakfast, they rested for about an hour, then everyone went swimming. This time, Sunny held the towel for Roberta, apologizing to her for having pushed her the previous day. Roberta quietly accepted the apology, but both females knew what would be coming later.
The two males and three females swam for more than an hour. Sunny had supposed the orgy her cousin had proposed might take place in the lake, but everyone kept their bathing suits on.
At one o'clock, Sunny made lunch for everyone. Once again it was sandwiches and beer. Then the men took afternoon naps, and Sunny began to wonder if her cousin had been kidding her about the oncoming orgy. She was surprised to see Roberta and Peg go into a bedroom and close the door. From the sounds she heard a little later on, she knew the two females were doing what she and Peg had done at two in the morning. By the time the two women were finished, Peg lay totally exhausted on the bed while Roberta, licking the dildo she carried into the bathroom, seemed relatively fresh. Well at least Peg was satisfied to where she wouldn't feel left out, later on. Roberta took a shower, and when she was finished, came out and tapped Jack on the shoulder, waking him up, letting him know she was ready for whatever he had in mind. Jack nodded at Fred, letting Roberta know it was all right for her to start with him, since he, Jack, had to take charge of Sunny.
Fred was asleep in a chair in the living roomdining room, and Roberta sat on the arm of the chair and slipped a hand under his shirt, massaging his hairy chest. He woke up immediately, and when his eyes opened, Roberta reached down, grabbed his cock inside his pants, and said, "Well, well, well. Peter is ready and waiting. He feels very stiff. Shall we retire to the bedroom?"
"You betcha," Fred nodded.
The two hurried inside, and Sunny suddenly felt very vulnerable, alone with Jack again. She knew there was no new way for him to hurt her unless he intended sticking pins in her or biting off her clitoris. But she doubted if he intended anything quite that drastic. He had used up most of his punishments. And though he had intended her licking of Roberta's cunt to be a punishment, Sunny was looking forward to it.
The young girl had known of her cousin's polygamous habits, but was surprised to see him allow Roberta to indulge with Fred. True, the man needed heating up, but she had always supposed her cousin to be an extremely possessive person. Yet the idea of his all but ordering Roberta to fill her pussy with Fred's cock made the juices in her own vagina flow freely. Her panties were already sodden.
"Are you ready?" Jack asked, putting an arm around her.
"Anytime," she nodded, confident she was able to handle anything the three might have in mind.
The two opened the bedroom door and entered with Jack right behind Sunny. Her buttocks, encased in hot-pants, felt her cousin's thick cock rubbing her asscheeks.
Sunny inhaled sharply at what she saw taking place on the bed. Evening sunlight, red as it started dipping below the trees, made the naked bodies look like something joined together in inferno. There, on the large bed, was Fred, totally naked now, kneeling between Roberta's upraised thighs. His head was moving down her belly against the plane of her sopping cunt, and soon his lips were buried in the hair-lined center of her dripping vagina. His lathered tongue was buried deep in Roberta's soaking pussy, worming its way as far up her vaginal passage as possible, letting Sunny see where her own tongue would shortly be working. Fred was making a low, humming sound in his throat as his mouth labored and Roberta, squirming and wriggling, with her hands gripping his hair, was sighing delightedly at the lewd way his mouth was working. Her hips were churning more and more wildly, betraying her constant need for sexual attention.
No wonder Jack is crazy about her, Sunny thought.
"Get a good look at that," Jack murmured. "Fred's an expert when it comes to pussy eating."
His words all but burned through Sunny's body, arousing her, enlarging the prurient sensations inside her until she realized she was no less sensuous than Roberta. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched Fred's mouth lap, while she felt the cylinder of Jack's cock pressing along the crevice of her buttocks. Her belly was anguishedly churning, feeling the need to become involved. Her cousin had totally corrupted her, and she loved every last little bit of it. The obscene noises Fred was making with his mouth sent shivers of delight coursing through her. Such sounds meant the giving of pleasure. And Fred was giving massive doses of it to Roberta as he sucked her dripping vagina again and again.
Jack's hand now slid under the halter she was wearing, rubbing Sunny's flat nipple. His fingers massaged the little brown bud, causing the nipple to get larger and larger, pulling her against his cock all the more firmly as it twitched inside his pants. Sunny gasped, then rotated her buttocks, enjoying the pressures she was feeling. This made his fingers tighten on her nipple a bit more painfully.
Into her ear, Jack hotly breathed, "It's time, Sunny. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass of yours again. Only this time I'm going to fuck it until I come, right in that tight little bunghole of yours."
Listening to the heated, licentious words being poured into her ear, Sunny stiffened, picturing the depraved scene. The idea of her tight anus being stretched again and filled with Jack's cock no longer frightened her. And the sight of Fred, licking and drinking at Roberta's feminine fount kept her heated to the point of ignition. That, added to the barrel-shaped cock rubbing against her ass through her hot-pants sent additional surges of burning desire flaring through her young body.
Yes, yes, why not do more than merely let him fuck her in the ass. After getting over the pain that first time, yesterday, it had proven a very enjoyable experience. Why not help him. No matter where a cock buried itself in her, Sunny found it enjoyable. Her navel was probably the only hole in her body to remain virginal, and that was only because it wasn't deep enough to take a cock. Heck! She was a thoroughly aroused female, and she wanted her ass to be filled with cock, just as she wanted her cunt to be filled with cock. And if there wasn't a third cock for her mouth, she'd be more than content to lap Roberta's seething pussy. What she really wanted was to have a marathon with Roberta, using all three orifices, and see which female was able to last longest. Whether she won or lost, the contest itself ought to be a lot of fun. Unfortunately, Sunny knew no such contest was ever going to take place. This was probably the last time she'd be able to see her cousin and his future wife in the all-together.
Turning her head a little, she whispered, "Yes, Jack. Fuck my ass. Shove that thick slab of meat between my asscheeks and see if you can make me come back there. You've been so busy making a woman out of me, let's see if you're man enough to make me come with your cock up my ass."
Even before Jack was able to issue any orders, Sunny hurriedly tore off her clothing and letting it fall to the floor. Then she turned around and in no time had Jack's clothes off, as well. She stared down at the massive cock sticking out from between her cousin's thighs. Yesterday she had thought of it as an instrument of torture. Today it was an organ of pleasure.
Jack gripped the girl's slender waist in his hands, his breath hot on her neck. He made her kneel on the bed while he stood behind her. She was facing the other couple on the bed, admiring what they were doing.
Jack stroked his cousin's bottom countless times, and Sunny felt his forefinger running up and down her anal crevice. And during the entire time, the girl watched Fred continue to probe into Roberta's seething pussy with his moving tongue.
Sunny jumped when she felt her cousin insert the tip of his forefinger into her anus. This time she felt nothing but pleasure as the finger slowly pushed its way into her rectum and began scouring it. He wiggled the finger around, making the girl whimper with lust, and then gripped one buttock with his other hand and tugged it wide, giving him a better view of what he was doing to her. His forefinger slid from inside her asshole, and the thumb of his other hand gripped her other buttock and tugged on it, stretching the moons of her ass wider and wider apart. Then he leaned his fulcrum forward so the rubbery head of flesh attached to his blood-bloated cock rested against her tiny, winking pucker. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft up and down through the narrow crevice, poising it finally at the wrinkled trembling anal pucker.
Sunny was shivering with a mixture of temporary fear of some possible pain, and an intense, licentious lust for it. She shuddered again each time Jack's throbbing cock, thinking, it'll hurt again, I know it. But I can take it. This time I can take it. I want him to fuck me there. I want to feel what it's like to come with a cock in my ass. And Jack can do it. I know he can. Oh God! The sight of Fred sucking on Roberta's hot cunt is driving me crazy. Look at the way he's lapping up all her cunt-juice. Wow!
"Uuuuhhhh ... hhhuuuuhhhh!!!" she gasped, turning off all thoughts as the penis slowly inched its way into her, and once again she felt her inner flesh being stretched. This time there was almost no pain, but there was a definite amount of discomfort shuddering and rippling its way through her anal chamber. Now Jack thrust brutally forward, burying more than half his length in her asshole. He pushed harder and faster, and she felt his hairy groin massaging her buttocks and knew his cock was as far in as it was capable of going. His hands gripped her trembling hips, flexing and tugging her against him as he strove to sink even deeper, though it was a physical impossibility. The head of his phallus was buried all the way inside her large intestine, massaging the forbidden depths. The driving pressure he was applying caused Sunny's head to push into the bed's counterpane, and she was no longer able to watch and enjoy what Fred was doing to Roberta.
Jack began pounding forward with long, driving strokes, and the rubbery walls of Sunny's rectum, finally accustomed to taking such width, expanded readily.
"Ooooooh!" Sunny gasped. "I like it. Yes, yes, I like it. Keep on doing it. More! More!"
She began fucking back, and Jack was surprised at her reaction. He had expected a bit more cringing until her interior was fully accustomed to the weight of his cock. But he was pleased. Sunny was an apt pupil. Had he not met Roberta, there was a good chance he'd have been visiting Sunny on occasion, though her work-schedule was such, she had very little time for herself.
Sunny was digging her knees into the bed, applying pressure with her forearms, ramming her buttocks back against her cousin's pounding penis. Her anal passage slowly but surely widened a little more until the movement of his cock became delightful and pleasurable inside her. She was actually overwhelmed with a sudden burst of desire. Yes, yes, it was getting better with every stroke. The lewd movements of his hard cock, sodomizing her ass, were sending thrills shooting through the rest of her body. Her head whipped from side to side, and she buffeted her backside all the more solidly against his thighs, feeling his semen-swollen balls thwack against her sodden cunt as his flat belly continued being drubbed by her back-pounding asscheeks.
"Ummmm!" Sunny gasped. "That's good! That's really good! Keep doing that, Jack! Come on! Make me come!"
"I'll do it..." he muttered. "Fuck my asshole, you wonderful bastard!" she gasped.
And Jack began pounding all the more solidly into her shuddering rectum, feeling his swelling balls filling with more and more sperm as the scrotum tightened. His own eyes were licentiously fastened on the sight of his girl being eaten by Fred Batten. Fred was one helluva good friend, or Jack would never have let him go this far with Roberta. As it was, Fred had sworn to keep his cock out of Roberta.
Fred, with his face locked between Roberta's thighs, heard the whispering voices and knew Jack and Sunny were in the room. He'd felt the weight of Roberta climbing on the bed, and was aware when Jack finally kneed his way onto the bed, as well.
Fred had to admit Roberta had one delicious cunt. It was wet from the moment his mouth had touched it, and he was aware of a mingling of juices still inside her, even though the girl had taken a shower. She and Peg had clit-fucked, and he was able to enjoy the mixture of Peg's juices mingling with Roberta's flavored cunt-fluid. His tongue lapped through the hair-line slit of Roberta's seething gash again and again, thrilling to the hot piquancy which, for the moment, was his alone.
Fred wished Peg was in the room with them instead of Sunny. Peg had once expressed a wish to be fucked by Jack just once before she married Fred. And Fred knew if Peg were there, he'd be able to fuck Roberta. This way, his mouth was the only thing he was able to attach to Roberta's frothing pussy. And as he thought about it, he drew his tongue up and down the length of the woman's drooling cunt. Roberta writhed on the bed, letting him know he was doing a good job with his mouth. His was only the second mouth to touch this particular girl's cunt, and no cock other than that belonging to Jack had ever plumbed her depths.
Roberta was getting a special thrill from all this, because the mouth on her pussy was different. This wasn't to say it was better than Jack's mouth. But she was able to discern little differences in tongue movements, and the mere knowledge that a different mouth was sucking the juices from her cunt made this even more exciting. That Sunny, a female, would also be doing this to her, kept her aroused at a fevered pitch.
Listening to the sounds of Jack's cock moving in and out of Sunny's tight asshole built tremors of additional delight in Roberta's body. She was not normally a promiscuous person, but she had to admit she did enjoy this particular "forbidden" enjoyment.
Fred had Roberta's thighs tightly clamped around his ears and was unable to hear anything, but he did detect the bucking movements of the other two people on the bed, and was curious to see how Jack was doing with Sunny. But Roberta's hands, tangled in his hair, kept his head from raising. And save for the up and down movement of his tongue, nothing attached to him from the neck up did any moving.
Come! Fred thought to Roberta. Come! I want to see what the hell is going on. Besides, Jack promised I'd be able to shove my cock in either of Sunny's remaining holes. I want to fuck that tight little pussy and see what it feels like to plumb such a young nookie while a cock is filling her ass. Christ! My balls are burning I need some kind of release so badly.
"Uuuuuuuh ... huuuuuhhhh!!!"
The sound managed to reach Fred's ears, and he wondered just how much pain the poor young kid was suffering as a result of Jack fucking her asshole. But even with Roberta's thighs clamped tightly around his ears, Fred was able to hear the young girl cry out, "Fuck my ass, Jack! Fuck it hard!"
Hell! That little twat was really enjoying it. He had to see this. Jesus! Roberta would be able to come another way. He just had to see how this kid was enjoying being ass-fucked.
"No!" Roberta was screeching as he pulled his head from between her thighs. "I almost came! Put your mouth back down there."
But Fred remained oblivious to what Roberta was saying, staring at the way Jack's huge, pounding cock was disappearing into the ass of his young cousin. He leaned over and saw the way the crinkled rectal mouth had enlarged to hold the entire thickness of Jack's cock, and Fred had to admit it was a fantastic sight. His own thick penis was stabbing the air wildly, jerking from side to side, letting him know it needed to be buried somewhere, and fast. He stared in lust-filled rapture at the young girl's flailing head, almost tempted to fill her mouth with his cock. But no, the girl was totally incapable of controlling her mouth at the moment, or so he thought, and she might bite his cock off.
God! he thought. God! I wish I was the one fucking that kid's asshole. My balls feel ready to explode.
Sunny was gasping and sighing, thrilling to the cock driving into her colon again and again. She was almost unaware of the male body sliding under hers. At first she saw a thick penis moving past her mouth. She sucked it quickly, but it was moving too fast for her to keep it in her mouth. Then the phallus was rubbing against her belly, and finally she felt the thick prong massage her vaginal lips as Jack's swollen member continued pumping into her rectum.
Fred pulled the girl's mouth to his, feeling her long, dark hair cascade around his face. Her warm, wet mouth opened and Sunny's tongue literally spilled into Fred's mouth while her hands reached down. One of them got a firm grip on Fred's hard cock, and slowly, very slowly, she began guiding the penile head toward the aching slot of her seething cunt. She was going to have the two cocks in her at the same time, as Jack had promised, and Sunny ached to feel it. Her fingers ran up and down the thick shaft, squeezing it repeatedly, making Fred gasp. Her hand gripped the staff tightly moving the head up and down in her foaming slit, parting the softness of her hairless lips. And once she had the cock aimed right, even with her thrusting her ass back and forth to the rhythm set by Jack's cock, she slowly began lowering herself onto the thick prod.
Sunny felt Fred's hips moving, changing position while she tugged on his prong as the heated, wet flesh of her tight cunt fitted nicely over the head of the man's cock, like a custom-fitted sheath. And once the head was in, the rest of the penis followed as Fred stabbed upward, his penis all but flooding into the tightness of the girl, made even tighter by the pressure of Jack's cock in her rectum. Sunny felt the man's hands gripping her slender waist, holding her so firmly in place, she was unable to move.
Sunny felt the beefier man bouncing on the bed beneath her, moving his lust-incited cock in and out of her frothing pussy, feeling Jack increase the strokes with which he pounded into her rectum. After awhile, the rhythm of the two men began to coincide. They skewered into her in slapping unison, stabbing through the young girl's ravished loins as if she were some sacred sacrifice.
Roberta, watching what was going on, groaned and pushed her fingers between her own thighs. She began massaging her clit, but after awhile realized this was highly unsatisfactory.
The lewd sight was reflected in the bedroom mirror, across the room. The images of the two men were blurred because she was nearsighted, and it appeared they were a single gigantic brute, tormenting the helpless young girl with a single massive poker which moved out at one end when it moved in at the other end.
Sunny looked up and saw the picture of herself and the two men in the mirror in which Roberta was looking. God! The sight was so unbelievable. But the feeling was so thrilling. Both men were simultaneously skewering their organs against the thin membrane separating the two channels, and the sensation was driving Sunny insane with passion.
And then Sunny felt thighs surrounding her head, and looked up to see Roberta sliding into place beneath her face. She slid down until her hair-lined snatch lay flatly under her mouth. Her ass was literally resting on top of Fred's face, and though Sunny was unable to see what was happening, from Roberta's squirming movements it was obvious Fred's tongue was probing into her tight, squirming rectum.
The wetly glistening plane was there in tempting ravishment for Sunny's mouth. Dropping her head, Sunny sank her open mouth into the vertical smile of Roberta's open vagina. Her tongue began at the very bottom of the cunt-incision, tickling the little vaginal hole, before slowly sliding up the full length of the orifice and running over the clitoris. Her tongue parted the glistening flanges of Roberta's hair-lined lips, and her tongue whipped out at the shuddering clitoris. Roberta twisted, feeling one tongue probing into her vagina, while another sank into the narrow rictus of her asshole. Sparks invaded her body and she writhed and wriggled, rubbing her rubbery asscheeks against Fred's face, allowing him to bite one or the other while licking at her asshole. The sensations made her want to hit the ceiling. She felt like a writhing, depraved animal.
Ummmm! Sunny thought, drinking Roberta's heavy flow, occasionally feeling Fred's tongue touching her own when the two lingual digits lapped at Roberta's perineum. The flavor of Roberta's cunt flooded her mouth again and again, and she was unable to get enough to drink. Her mouth continually moved over the seething, soft flesh as the two penises continued pounding into her throbbing orifices.
Sunny was too far gone at this point to think of anything or anyone, save the ultimate attainment of her own satisfaction. She felt Jack increase his rectal-splitting drives into her colon. The man was sinking into her with the power of a pile driver, filling the rubbery tightness of her nether passageway.
Jack stared at the way the two women were responding, both feeling something filling each of their lower orifices. The sight was more and more arousing, and he fucked all the more quickly, aching to finally come. If he didn't, his balls would burst in their throbbing sac. He groaned again and again, his lips working crazily, muttering incoherent words.
And then, his orgasm was there.
"GGG A A AHHHGGGHHHH!!" he bellowed, and slamming his cock into the girl like a rutting animal, he wrapped his arms around Sunny's belly, his hands squeezing the flat softness of her tender belly. He lurched forward, his thighs all but scraping the skin from the girl's tender asscheeks. His wild thrusts forced her to move up and down on Fred's penis all the more wildly, and the twin moons of her buttocks were stretched wider and wider apart. His long, thick, spurting cock continued pounding in and out of the tight, anal passageway in which it was buried, as he all but shouted, "Oh Christ! Wow!"
Sunny thrust her buttocks all the more strongly against her cousin's hairy thighs, and he slammed forward with one final jolt, this time leaving the length of his phallus buried in the depths of her quivering rectum as he shuddered his hot sperm into her colon. Wave after wave of sperm came zipping out of him until he felt his phallus weakening, shrinking into a wormlike extension. Even then, Sunny's ass accustomed itself to the shrinking penis, and the rectal interior tightened up, clutching the shriveled prick until Jack finally pulled it out with a loud "pop."
The tugging pressure of the cock coming out of her ass was all Sunny needed to experience her anal conclusion, and though her mouth was glued to Roberta's shuddering pussy, she managed a garbled, "HHHHHUUUUUUMMMMMPHHH!" and squeezed her asscheeks together as the rectal orgasm swept through her young body.
Sunny's hands gripped Roberta's asscheeks as she bounced her cunt up and down along the length of Fred Batten's cock. She slammed her cunt down repeatedly, pounding her soft, yielding flesh around the throbbing cudgel, enjoying the way it filled her vagina. At the same time, her mouth continued avidly licking Roberta's hot pussy, feeling the older girl moving more and more rapidly.
Roberta had to admit, for a girl she believed to have never done this before, Sunny was superlative. She had built her right back up to the point where Roberta had been before Red had pulled his mouth out. But now Sunny was licking harder and faster, and she felt Fred's tongue probing her ass all the more deliciously. Fred's tongue wasn't long enough to reach far, and as a result Roberta knew there would be no anal orgasm for her that evening. Even so, she was more than content to know she was about to receive a vaginal culmination. Because of Fred's oral teasing before, this was going to be a strong one.
"Ooooooh!" Roberta gasped, and Jack, seeing his fiancee about to come, moved up on the bed until he was face-to-face with her. And he pressed his mouth over hers, shoving his tongue against her palate. This final stimulus was all Roberta needed, and she began bucking her body wildly up and down, slamming her ass into Fred's face repeatedly, feeling the wicked tongue slice through her buttocks into her anus while Sunny's tongue continued flatly massaging her clitoris.
"AAAAYYYYAAAAGGGGHHHH!" Roberta screamed, wildly bucking up and down all the faster, and Sunny felt hot, blasting lubrication spurt against her cheeks repeatedly, blasting against her forehead, squirting into her eyes and stinging them, and washing her cheeks, nose, and chin. But Sunny continued sucking until Roberta yelled, "No more! No more! I can't take it any more."
Jack grabbed Roberta under her arms and pulled her out from between Fred and Sunny. Now Sunny found herself sucking on Fred Batten's mouth, tonguing his oral cave as she had Roberta's cunt, moments before. The two of them began indulging in a tongue duel, wrapping their arms around one another, and clinging to each other with their feet, as well. Sunny's ankles were literally wrapped around those of Fred. The two of them began rolling on the bed. Sometimes Fred was on top, slamming his full weight behind the penile thrusts entering Sunny's cunt, and sometimes Sunny was on top, wildly riding the flesh monorail filling her tight vagina.
"I'm... uhhhh ... going to come again," she gasped at one point when Fred was on top, pounding wickedly into her.
"Then come!" he gasped.
Their two bodies slammed together so loudly, their sweat-covered bellies sounded like claps of thunder in the bedroom. Right now, nothing mattered to Sunny other than the wonderful pleasure totally enveloping her entire body as Fred slammed into her. She knew it wasn't his cock that was magic, but the combination of everything she had enjoyed that had built her to the heights where she presently was ready to burst.
"HHHHEEEAAAGGGGHHHH!" she screamed, and her vaginal juices came bursting out of her, flooding all over the bed, and a moment later, Fred bellowed, "AAAAAAAWWWWAAAAAGGGG-HHHHH!" and fired his streaming load into her tender, young cunt.
And then there was total silence, since everyone was too tired to move, once Fred rolled off her.
CHAPTER TEN
Sunday was a bright, sunny day, and without being told, Sunny got up early, and after a quick shower, fixed breakfast for everyone. The girl had to admit it was more fun being liked than being dominant. True, in her working world she'd continue encountering people with a need to dominate, but now she understood these were people who used subjugation as a substitute for pleasure. Pleasure had become the paramount thing in her young existence, and from now on, when not working, she intended indulging herself in every physical pleasure possible.
After breakfast, Fred and the blonde girl, Peg, said they had to leave. Both were attending classes at the nearby summer university, though neither told that to Sunny. She still believed they were a doctor and nurse her cousin had managed to find at a moment's notice.
Now she was alone with her cousin and his fiancee. All three were dressed in tee shirts and shorts. She didn't know how to behave with Roberta. The young girl realized her manners were more than a little lacking when they'd first met, but after doing something as intimate as eating the girl's pussy, was it possible for Roberta to feel antagonistic toward her?
Finally, Sunny got up the nerve, walked over to the older girl, and started talking to her. She was pleasantly surprised to discover Roberta was more than willing to be friendly with her. And even Jack began treating her like an equal, talking amiably with her. For the first time in her life, Sunny wasn't being looked up to, or talked down to. She was being treated like an ordinary person, and the young girl decided she liked it.
It was nearly noon when the phone rang. Jack went to answer it, and a moment later, after hanging up, he returned to the two girls who were sitting outside, in log chairs.
"Who was that?" Sunny asked.
"That," he said, smiling, "was our folks. They called to make certain everything was all right and that we weren't abusing you. I assured them you've never been happier."
"That's true," Sunny admitted.
"Well, after they were content with my assurances, they said they were going away, all four of them, for a two-week vacation without you and me. After all, we're sort of troublesome, though they've been afraid to admit that to you these many years."
"Are you saying we have this place to ourselves for the next two weeks?" Sunny asked, a glint in her eyes.
"That's just what I'm saying," Jack nodded.
"Well, will I have the honor of being fucked by you these next two weeks?" Sunny wanted to know.
"If Roberta agrees," Jack nodded. "After all, I promised, when I was finished teaching you a lesson, I'd be faithful to her."
"Unusual circumstances call for unusual solutions," Roberta said, smiling. "And if Jack doesn't fuck you, I've kept Peg's dildo, and I'll be only too glad to do the job."
"Wow!" Sunny smiled. "You two are the most." And all three began stripping off their clothes.
