Jodi stood naked in front of her brother's excited body, and began to walk toward him ... seeing the huge bulge in his pants ... unzipping his pants and releasing his throbbing cock ... running her fingers up and down its length ... stroking his manhood harder and harder as she heard his moans of pleasure ... faster and faster as he cried out for more ... tickling his balls ... running a finger up and down his ass cheeks. She had waited a long time to get her brother alone and aroused enough so he wouldn't resist her lusty advances, and would satisfy her growing passion.
CHAPTER ONE
"Shawn Addison, you're a perverted bastard and I won't do it, not even for you. Haven't you any respect for me at all?"
Shawn closed the bathroom door and leaned up against it as he studied his sister's angry face. She stood inches away from him with her balled fists on her hips waiting for him to say something.
"You wouldn't dare ask any other girl to do it," she flared. "It's unnatural, Shawn."
"Shut up, Jodi. You're as perverted as I am, my dear, sweet, innocent sister. And you'll do it because you promised me anything I wanted." He unbuckled his trousers and let them drop. Very slowly he inched down his underpants and saw her eyes swoop between his legs.
"You'll be sorry, Shawn," she whispered and gulped as she watched his huge cock spring to life, a magnificent prick fully eight inches long with a tortuous, bulbous cock head. It swung like a scythe as he moved over to the bath and bent over. Now with his back to her he was pulling his bum cheeks open wide.
"Shave me, Jodi, down and around my balls so when I take you I can feel every velvet inch of your body up against me."
She moved toward him in a trance and absently picked up the electric shaver that would shear the golden hairs off his spunk-filled balls. She dropped down onto her knees and her eyes fixed on his pendulous balls. They were big, she told herself, too big for a teenager. But so was his cock. There was nothing small about him.
"Take a good look, Jodi. We have the whole house to ourselves and we won't be disturbed."
She shook her head as she came out of her trance. He was right. They were alone with their parents off on vacation. She thumbed the switch on the shaver and it buzzed to life as she lightly brushed it up between his bum cheeks. Bending her head .slightly she blew a cloud of fine golden hairs from between his spread buttocks and with a giggle gave them a playful smack.
"Ouch! That hurt. Stop it. Remember, It s your birthday in a few weeks," he reminded her.
She started to tingle all over as she thought about their bargain of giving themselves to each other as absolute slaves as birthday presents. Then he'd be at her feet obeying her every will as she had to now.
He turned his head and looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes shining mischievously as a hundred lurid pictures skipped through his head of the things he would make her do.
Jodi had short brown hair with blonde tips styled as an urchin cut. She was medium build with a round cheeky face. Her nose was wide and ran within an inch of her sulky mouth. Her pouting lips were always moist and slightly apart like she was holding her breath. Right now she was naked and her small, tight titties were erect with her dark nipples extended. Her stomach was fiat and without an ounce of fat rising only a little around her love mound that she kept shaved. Without a vee of hair her puffy cunt hole showed like a rosebud about to burst into bloom. She arched her back and returned his searching look, enjoying being admired and wanted. She could almost read his mind and she smiled to herself. Maybe he was right and she was as perverted as he was. In fact she would probably invent a few of the games they would play to celebrate his birthday. Damn him, he was so good looking, what girl wouldn't want to go to bed with him?
He had an untidy mop of sandy hair and piercing blue eyes. His mouth laughed all the time. Now he was standing up and turning around and mechanically she whisked the buzzing shaver around his balls and circled his cock stem. His prick stood curved and glistening with bath oil and it jerked spasmodically as if it wanted to rear up even larger.
"It's beautiful," she whispered and caught her breath wishing she hadn't said it. With her free hand she reached and her fingers danced from his cock head to his now-hairless balls. It was like she had waited all of her young life for today, and it was theirs and theirs alone.
"Suck it," he invited with a low choking growl wanting to see his cock slowly disappear between her wet lips down her throat. He imagined he could feel her small white teeth nibbling and biting his quivering pole. He moaned in anticipation as he stared unashamed into her enormous blue eyes.
"Not yet, darling. Let's go into my bedroom." Her eyes teased him. "There's something I want you to do. I'm sure you'll like it."
"What?" He was cautious now.
"Come on." She grabbed at his throbbing dong and had him from the bathroom. Letting go of him she skipped across the hall to her room.
Meekly, he followed her thinking of all the things he would love to do to her delicious round, tight bottom and thinking of the time he had seen their mother spanking it when she had been naughty. He had watched through the crack of her door as her bottom flushed pink, then angry red and she had squirmed across her mother's knee. How she had hollered and bawled for her to stop. Strangely, it had excited him and he had had to rush into his room to relieve himself.
Going into her bedroom he felt guilty, for like their parents room it was out of bounds. He looked around at the frilly curtain billowing at the open window and at the forget-me-knot wallpaper. His feet were buried in the thick wool carpet as he went and stood at the end of her single bed - catching sight of himself in the full-length mirror attached to the wardrobe door. For a split second he stood stock still, seeing himself now as she saw him. His hands started to move down to cover his thrashing weapon, then stopped. He didn't have to cover himself this time.
She was searching through a chest of drawers and she let out a cry of delight and looked over at him with an impish grin.
"Now what are you up to?" he asked going over to her. His hand dropped to stroke her curved bottom and he pinched the soft flesh, slowly inching his fingers into the dark recess of her swell.
"Look!" She held up a pair of black panties frilled with lace and a pair of black stockings.
He frowned, not understanding.
She found a miniscule skirt in the drawer and giggled.
"I don't want you to dress," he grumbled.
"I'm not going to," she laughed. "I want you to put them on, Shawn."
"Me! But that's silly."
"No it's not. Be a sport and dress, like a girl. It'll be fun."
"No," he said flatly.
"Why not? Some men wear girl's clothes and like it."
"I'm not like that," he scowled.
"How do you know if you haven't tried it?"
"I just know, that's all"
"Here, catch." She tossed the black panties at him. "They'll fit so snug around your bottom. I must see them on you."
He crushed them in his hands and grinned crookedly at her. Why not humor her if that was what she wanted? He bent and put his foot through one leg and then the other and inched them up with some difficulty. They bit into his skin and he had to bend his cock down to cover it.
"Now these." She came close to him and knelt and eased his toes into the black stockings and rolled them up his legs, over his quivering buttocks, lightly touching his cock as she drew the caressing silk up to his waist.
"The last thing is the skirt, Shawn." She held it out to him.
His fingers touched hers as he took the garment from her.
"You look fantastic, Shawn."
"You're just saying that to urge me on."
"No I'm not." Her voice trembled. It did something to her, seeing him in her underwear.
He dragged the miniskirt up around his narrow hips and zipped it with the awful feeling that someone might come and catch him. He shrugged the feeling off because the nearest neighbor to their home was over a mile away. There were lots of advantages having up in the hills away from everyone, he thought idly.
"Turn around, Shawn. Mmmmmm-nice. Bend over." She giggled. "All you need now is a bra."
"No," he said firmly and started to unzip the skirt.
"Don't take it off," she said sharply. "Not yet. It's only a game."
"But I feel silly."
"Keep them on, for me, please," she begged.
The tight material around his hairless prick made him feel randy and he needed to be careful not to blow and cream in his sisters panties. What a waste that would be when her gaping quim, so moist and hungry for it, was only inches away.
"Shawn," she said, awfully slowly.
"What?"
"Be honest. You like it, don't you? I mean, your cock is still hard; I can see it bulging to get out."
"That's because I'm thinking of you and looking at you, Jodi."
"Maybe, maybe not. It doesn't matter." She sat down on a stool and crossed her legs artfully. "How many times do you think you could fuck a girl in a day and a night, Shawn? I mean fuck properly, blowing and everything?"
He blushed crimson because of the way she came out with it, the way she was looking at him.
"Well, how many times is the most you've played with yourself and come in a day and a night," she asked coyly and uncrossed her legs. Her creamy thighs opened just a little, promising so much.
"I don't play with myself," he said hotly and in the mirror saw the filmy lace of the panties showing through the stockings.
"Course you do. Matter of fact," she said softly, "I've seen you do it. I've watched you rubbing up your cock and your spunk shooting out everywhere."
"When?" he hollered.
"Lots of times, silly. You hardly ever shut your bedroom door and I have to pass it to go to the toilet."
"You've been spying on me," he looked away from her and wondered what else she might have seen.
"It doesn't matter does it? Anyway, you haven t answered my question." Her thighs parted a little more and her hands fell into her lap as if to say that she had played with herself and it was all quite natural.
"Well," he hesitated.
"Go on."
He thought for a minute. "I dunno. A whole day and a night? I guess, six, seven times-why?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No. What are you getting at, Jodi?"
"You idiot. I want to know how many times you can fuck me before your birthday is over with." Her legs sprawled open showing her sticky hole with the love lips parted and fleshy, and urgently in need of a cock.
"Jodi-you're a whore," he grinned and looked into the unwinking eye of her cunt wondering how many times he would be able to fuck it before the day was done with.
"So I'm a whore." She closed her legs. There was a note of finality in the way she did it. "You'd better take your girlie clothes off, Shawn;" she sniffed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to call you that. I said it in a nice way of wanting to think of you hot and horny," he mumbled as he undressed. "There's not a girl" in the whole of Adelaide as hot as you, as lovely and delicious," he said to sooth her.
She got up from the stool and went over to the bed and flung herself down on her back pretending she wasn't listening to him. She squirmed around and lifted her knees and they framed him struggling to get the stockings off.
"Are you angry with me?" He stood up and kicked the clothes away.
"No." Her legs were spread wide and she stared at his cock as a bead of glistening spunk oozed from his soaring fuck stick. If only he knew how much she wanted that throbbing prick up her, the fool.
He trooped over to her bed and stood looking down at her, knowing that she wanted him to rape her with his eyes.
"Do you want to fuck me, Shawn?"
He nodded yes.
"You call me a whore but you want to fuck me-your own sister," she sniggered. "You're nothing but a bastard, do you know that!"
"Please, Jodi." His hand dosed around the stem of his cock and he started to masturbate himself slowly.
"Don't do that," she cried out. "It's a waste."
"But I thought ... "
"I don't care what you thought. If you want to fuck me then get up on the bed and get on with it," she screamed at him and her whole body trembled.
CHAPTER TWO
Shawn leaped up on the bed and straddled Jodi, ready to fulfill three years of longing for her wanton body. He bent his head and kissed her mouth as a prelude to taking her forbidden fruit and wondered if it was safe to go the whole way with her for it would be a disaster if he made her pregnant.
"I'm on the pill, Shawn," she said as if she had read his thoughts, and she drew her legs from between his so he could lay between them and get at her more readily.
His fingers trembled as they went down awkwardly and pulled open her cunt lips, revealing the pink inner lips and a white button clitoris. Drawing himself back ready with his huge fuck stick in line with her moist quim, he suddenly drove forward with the force of a battering ram, sinking his cock into her hungry twat.
"Yeeeooooow, aaaahhhh, nooooooo," Jodi screamed and her eyes flew wide open as she writhed beneath him, trying to get away from his ramming, red-hot prick. A shudder coursed right through her body and she was afraid. The last time they had played around he had been so small and it hadn't hurt her, not like this. But then he had been much younger and her steaming cunt had gobbled up his pencil-thin cock. Now he was almost a man and she felt like his tool could easily split her fuck hole wide open.
Her long, lingering scream was music to his ears as he watched his prick relentlessly disappearing into her juicy quim, inch by inch up to his velvet-soft balls. He drew it back an inch, waited, then drove it forward as hard as he could.
"Aaaaggghhh! Stop! No more, no more. I can't take it. Pull it out, Shawn, please, please, Shawn," she wept and the tears ran down her face to the corners of her mouth.
Like a train at full speed his cock continued to drive into her and her face was a mask of pain and fear. Her hands flew between their legs to tear the cruel prick from her ravaged cunt. She felt her own juices smeared over his lower belly and his balls and by then it was too late for she had his full length fixed inside of her.
He drew back slowly, his cock slurping beautifully as it drew her cum in torrents to her cunt entrance where it stayed in rings of cream around her red cunt lips. His iron-hard prick finally came out like a cork from a vintage wine bottle with a dull plop.
"Oh my God!" She couldn't take her eyes off his tool. It seemed to her to be twice its size and it was hard to believe it had been fully inside of her.
"You told me to fuck you," he grinned.
"You beast. You wanted to hurt me and you enjoyed it," she wailed and caught her breath seeing the strange look in his eye.
"All that did was grease my pole," he said casually. "I haven't started on you yet." He looked at her wet, ovalled mouth. It wouldn't be as tight as her cunt but it'd be just as juicy and she had promised to be his slave unconditionally for the whole day.
"Shawn-why are you looking at me like that? Shawn, answer me."
He ignored her and inched up over her body, knowing it wouldn't take her long to realize what he intended to do with her. Her skin was soft and his balls rubbed against it as he climbed toward her mouth. Now he could feel her short bursts of breath blowing along his swollen cock.
"No, Shawn," she cried out with an awareness of what he was up to, but it was too late.
He caught hold of her hair in his fists holding her head down as his buttocks climbed up over her tits. Lifting himself on his knees, he yanked her hair, and the second she opened her mouth to scream with pain he drove his prick down, surging along her thick, wagging tongue as she spluttered and gasped.
"Dirty bastard, ugh, aaaggghhhh!" she gasped.
He stared fascinated at his thick red pole stuffed in his sister's mouth with the rim of cunt cream around her lips from her twat. He eased his buttocks back and slowly rode her like he was in her cunt giving her three Or four inches of cock, knowing she couldn't take any more but wishing badly he could drive his whole length down her throat and blow himself off.
"Filthy pig," she screeched, rolling from under him and spitting her own cunt cream from her mouth that had oozed from his fuck stick. It tasted salty and she wondered vaguely if his spunk would taste the same ...
"Slave for the day," he reminded her and laughed as he saw her cum dribbling from the corners of her mouth. "You have to let me do anything I want with you. Now take it back in your mouth."
"I won't," she flared.
"You will," he snapped, "or I'll make you."
She saw he meant it and it scared her. He was quite capable of forcing himself on her and if he did he would have no mercy. "I don't think I can, Shawn." His prick bobbed inches away from her face and she eyed it balefully.
"Open your mouth," he shouted. "You're going to take it whether you want to or not."
She swallowed hard and leaned and pressed her lips against his hot cock, feeling a fine stubble of hair around its stem. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she took it ever so slowly ...
Shawn closed his eyes as she started kissing his fuck stick and nibbling around his ball bag. She licked along his iron-hard length, her tongue making little lapping sounds as it sucked to the cock head and pried open the blow slit.
"Get it into your mouth, you bitch," he hollered with his eyes half-closed. It was heaven, it was all his wet dreams come true, it was his whore of a sister gobbling off his prick like a cheap prostitute.
Nervously Jodi took it between her lips, her teeth brushing along it.
She was a cock-sucking slut and when she had a mouthful of his tool he was going to blow his load and make her swallow it, drop by drop ...
She felt his prick jerk impatiently and slide into her mouth and she had to keep wide open to take its thickness. She felt him riding her mouth like it was a cunt with his cock going deeper and deeper. How long could he go before he blew off and could she take it?
He pulled his prick back almost out of her mouth and stuffed it forward, his balls bouncing against her face as he screwed her lips.
I can take it, she told herself and almost wanted him to drive forward to see if she could.
He groaned as he held back the hot tide, not wanting to shoot his surging spunk till he had to, and slowly he withdrew it from her mouth, feeling as if every nerve in his cock was on fire.
A thin, silver trickle of spunk hung from his cock to her sensuous lips and it broke as he sat back on his haunches; it snaked down her chin, marking her initiation into cock sucking.
"I can take it, Shawn," she said eagerly now.
"Later. There are so many things to do, to your body," he growled as he caught his breath.
"But!" The tip of her tongue sneaked out and caught the silver thread of spunk and sucked it into her mouth and she pouted.
"I'm nearly ready to come and I think I'll jerk off all over you," he said thickly.
She nodded and lay back on the bed and squeezed her small titties together. The thought of him blowing over her excited her. She'd be able to see close up the spunk shooting from the eye of his cock. In the past she had only had rare glimpses of him manipulating his tool and she had often wanted to go to him to say she wanted to watch him go all the way.
It was a fantastic sensation kneeling above Jodi and slowly stropping his prick with his hand. Her eyes were like magnets fastened to his huge cock, not wanting to miss a thing. He stropped upward so she could see the whole glistening length pistoning through his hand with his balls jerking and bouncing wildly.
"Come now, Shawn," she urged, her voice husky as sensations new to her swept through her body. His mighty cock head was aimed directly at her face and she half-opened her mouth, providing him with a target to aim for.
He squirmed as he built up to a frenzy, wanting to see his spunk explode all over Jodi's face. He had a feeling of tremendous power and utter contempt for her, as if she were a lowly slut wanting to be abused.
"Quick now, Shawn, into my mouth," she begged, and her fingers flew down to her cunt to stroke her screaming clit as her mouth opened wider.
"Dirty slut," he gasped his hand, pistoning faster.
She licked her lips greedily, her eyes locked on his purple cock ramming in and out of his closed hand. The eye of his cock opened and closed and his mushroom-shaped fuck head turned beet red. He couldn't hold back much longer. He'd have to let it go.
Vainly he tried to hold off to prolong the delicious ache as long as possible. His bucking hips heaved backward and forward as he flogged his prick till his arm ached. His tight buttocks jerked. Faster, faster, and half-lifting himself over her, closer to the wet, red pit of her mouth.
"Shoot, you bastard," she swore in an agony of fingering her flooding twat.
"Yes, dear sister, oh yes. I'm coming, cuuuummmmiiiin, now." And his spunk exploded from his fuck stick in a gushing torrent straight into her slobbering mouth. Great white gobs of cream plastered her face and still it came as he kept on milking his stiff prick down now over her titties, spitting over her neck, jerking over her chin.
"More, more," she cried.
He sat back on her belly, watching his spunk dribble from her lips with her long, pointed tongue rolling out to gather up the thick blobs. The spunk still spurted from his now-limpening cock, splashing down to run into the well of her navel. He shuffled forward over her and stuffed his prick head into her mouth for her to suck the last of his spunk down her gurgling throat until there wasn't a single drop left in his stalk.
Jodi gulped and swallowed the thick hot spunk and let it run down her tongue and down her throat before closing her mouth tightly around his prick.
"Aaaggghhh!" he cried out as a last blob was drawn up from his ball bag and sucked into her red tunnel of a mouth. He felt her lips tighten and her teeth close around his stalk and they were sharp and he winced with pain. Looking down at her with his balls hard up against her lips, he knew he was now at her mercy and he sighed with relief when her teeth parted and let him go. He fell sideways, utterly exhausted alongside her.
"Was that good, Shawn?"
"The best," he panted.
She rolled over on her stomach and leaned over him and her mouth came down over his and opened and a thin stream of spunk oozed from her mouth into his as she kissed him long and hard. Her spunky tongue drove between his lips to explore the soft dark inside of his mouth.
"I'm drained," he groaned and watched fascinated as his white spunk running down her tits turned transparent.
"Rest a while and get your strength back, darling. We've only just started and you haven't even fucked me yet. My cunt is aching for it," she laughed.
"You're a regular nymphomaniac," he whispered.
"And you, dear brother, are a man." She smiled as she squeezed his balls that were the size of walnuts. Her finger slid along his crack and circled around his tight asshole, probing and trying to get in.
"You fucking slut, Jodi."
"Yes, I know-I've been told that before." She let out a tinkling laugh and kissed him again.
"I've never pulled myself off in front of a girl before," he said, half-ashamed as he thought about it.
"Or wore a pair of girl's panties," she chuckled.
"That's right. And I think I liked it," he said truthfully. He didn't want to move because her searching finger around his bum hole felt delicious, and he knew it would excite him before long and he would get another hard-on. Only one thing could be nicer, he thought, and that would be her long, red snaking tongue washing down his ass crack probing to get into his tight shit hole. But would she do that? It was a lot to ask and most likely she would say no.
"Have you had many experiences with girls, Shawn?" she asked suddenly and took her hand away from his bum crack.
"Some," he said wishing her fingers would go back. "But not as many as you," he grinned.
"How do you know'?" She lay her head in the crook of his arm.
"I know lots of things," he sniggered. "Things you'd never dream I know about."
"You're just saying that. What could you know?" she puzzled. He tousled her hair and dropped his hand on her breast and squeezed the yielding flesh. It wouldn't be wise to tell her what he knew because she would accuse him of spying on her, which he had.
"Tell me, Shawn," she insisted.
"No, I won't."
"Then I'll get up and get dressed and I won't let you touch me again," she flared in a burst of temper.
"I'll tell you about the girls I've played around with," he said to change the subject.
"Later. First I want you to tell me what you think I've done. Why won't you tell me?"
"Because I'll embarrass you," he mumbled, searching for a way out.
"Embarrass me after what you've just done, the things you called me? You're making excuses." She began to get up from the bed.
"No, wait, Jodi."
"Well!" She sat up and tossed her head. "Tell me."
"I don't know where to start," he grinned. "You always were a randy bitch and I could go back three or four years, but I won't. Let me think."
"Hah, I thought so. It was only talk and you don't really know anything at all."
"Don't I?" He looked straight into her eyes and had the satisfaction of seeing her blush and look away.
CHAPTER THREE
"I knew how much you liked fucking, even then," Shawn continued. "I lost track of how many times I jacked off just thinking of fucking you, of how good it would feel to get my rod up you."
"But you never tried, did you?"
"No, fool that I was, I should have. You certainly gave me plenty of opportunities, going about the house half-naked."
"I liked teasing you, Shawn. It was fun. Remember the time that school teacher came and stayed with us? What was her name?"
"Rhodes," he grinned. "Celia Rhodes. How come you remember her?"
"Ah, I've reasons for remembering. In fact, I don't think I'll ever forget. You were a virgin before she came to the house but she changed all that, didn't she!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Shall I refresh your memory? Late one night she went into your room. Don't deny it. I was coming from the toilet and I saw her and I heard everything because your door wasn't closed. You were both talking loudly about that girl at your school that got pregnant; I think her name was Marcia Hines. And Celia told you to keep your voice down. She said she knew you had been playing around with the Hines girl and that she was jailbait and you could get into a lot of trouble. You became quiet and I heard your bed springs creak, and then you both started whispering. I inched the door open and looked in. My God, I've never seen a woman with tits as big as her; they were enormous."
You little bitch," he hissed.
"She was on top of you, seducing you, and her tits were dangling in your face. She told you to suck them and you did."
"She wasn't seducing me. I wanted her and I got her," he snapped.
"She was "fucking you," she said ignoring his denial. With her back to the bedroom door she was going up and down, humping you with your cock going in and out but it wasn't enough for her. She laughed and got of you saying you only had a tiny little prick and that you should be ashamed of yourself. Then she told you to stand up on the bed and play with yourself and you did"
"I didn't."
"You did, I saw you. She kept saying she wanted you to shoot your spunk between her big tits; she kept on saying it, over and over again."
"She made me do it," he growled. "I didn't want to but she said if I didn't do what she told me she was going to report me to the headmaster at school for touching Marcia Hines," he said fiercely.
"What did you do to the Hines girl?"
"Nothing. Well, she went around saying I had dropped my pants behind the football stands and -asked her to suck me off and Celia Rhodes got to hear about it."
"And did Marcia suck you off?"
"She might have. I can't remember. All the guys at school boasted they had given her head. We just mucked around. She dropped her pants and let me finger her and I pulled out my cock and she rubbed me up. Marcia was a slut and I was only doing what my friends were doing to her."
"So Celia Rhodes was blackmailing you!"
"You could say that," he shrugged. "But it didn't seem like that at the time. It made me feel good to know she was interested in me."
"Did it make you feel good spunking over her big tits, Shawn?"
"Yes," he grinned. "They were big, weren't they? She had nipples as long as my little finger. In the time she stayed here I nearly fucked myself silly. I wanted her cunt but she said it excited her to watch young boys wanking themselves off. She'd come into the bathroom while I was taking a shower and tell me to masturbate or she'd get me into her room for hours at a time and she'd suck my balls and ask me if that was what Marcia Hines had done and she wanted to know what other boys Marcia had sucked off. I guess she intended blackmailing them as well when she had finished with me."
"You pig. I knew what was going on, Shawn, and I howled myself to sleep thinking about you two being together. I wanted you myself but I couldn't tell you."
"I wanted you just as much, Jodi, but you were too young. I was too scared to touch you so I had to be satisfied with spying on you and it nearly drove me crazy."
"I know. Watching you moving around the house in your jocks with your prick bulging got me randy many a time, and when we were in the house alone I used to lie on my bed with the door open with hardly a thing on hoping you'd come in, but you didn't."
He pulled her onto the middle of the bed and put his arms around her and kissed her pouting lips. She responded by hugging him tight and her hand moved over his buttocks to finger his bum hole again.
"And now we're here doing all the things we've both wanted for so long," she whispered.
"You're everything I wanted, Jodi. Your fingers feel wonderful screwing into my ass and I could only think of one thing nicer."
"What's that?"
"Your tongue up my ass instead of your finger, Jodi. That'd really turn me on, feeling your wet rosebud mouth sucking around my shit hole."
"Never," she recoiled. "You're disgusting, Shawn. I'll never do that." She kept on fingering him.
"No?"
"Never," she said resolutely as her finger eased into his bum hole and wriggled and bored deeper.
"Why not? Because I'm your brother and you'd feel ashamed? It'd only be between you and me, no one else would know."
"I said no. Can't you take no for an answer." Now her finger was gliding in and out teasing him.
"What about Virginia Hood?" he said, pulling her hard against him. Her plugging finger was driving him into a frenzy as his asshole opened up and he felt he could take two or three fingers boring hard into him.
"What about Virginia?"
"You didn't mind sucking her little tight arse, and don't say you didn't," he chortled into her ear.
She stiffened.
"You see, Jodi, your secrets weren't secret. I knew."
"Oh no," she blanched.
"Oh yes, darling."
"Where did you see us?" she asked in a small voice.
"In the attic that time you said you were going to try on the old dresses in the trunks and wanted to be left alone. You and Virginia went up there and I knew you were up to something. I gave you half an hour then I crept up the stairs and there was little Virginia spread-eagled on the floor with nothing on. Her legs were wide open and there you were with your head between her legs sucking her cunt off. Your legs were wide open and Virginia was sucking you off like crazy."
"And ... and you watched?"
"Everything. When you climbed off her and bent over, I saw your pussy and it was red raw with your cute little bum up in the air and your crack wide open. Then she bent down in front of you and I saw your pretty little tongue working between her bum cheeks. I unzipped my pants and got my prick out and worked on it as your tongue glided right up her little asshole. She loved it and wriggled her little tail and pushed backward to get more," he laughed as it all came back to him.
"That's right, she did and what an experience it was," Jodi sighed. "It took me ages to talk her into it but when she got going she couldn't stop. Did you see her huge tits?"
"Yes, and you both rubbing your cunts together."
"You didn't," she wailed.
"And a lot more," he went on. "Virginia has tits like watermelons and I wanted to get my hands on them that day more than anything else I've ever wanted."
"Then you should have come in and joined us. I'd have thoroughly enjoyed watching you fuck her, Shawn. I can tell you, her cunt was so small and tight she'd have screamed the house down. Matter of fact, I talked about you to her and told her I'd seen your prick and she asked me lots of questions so I know she wanted you. What a golden opportunity you had that day."
"You bitch. Why didn't you come looking for me then?"
"Why didn't you simply walk in and take us. We couldn't have done anything about it." She thought about his asking her to put her tongue down into his bum crack. More than anything she wanted to turn him on till he screamed and begged for her cunt. If sucking his shit hole would turn him on that much then maybe she would, but he'd have to keep on asking her till she gave in.
"Did Virginia taste good?" he went on.
"Divine. Her cunt was flooded and when I finished with her, she could have taken a two-foot broom handle up her. If you had come in, I'd have sucked her cum off your prick as you rode her. I might even have ... "
"Yes-go on. What were you going to say?"
"Nothing."
"No, please say it."
"Well, I might even have sucked your asshole for you in my excitement. There I've said it. Are you satisfied now?"
"Damn it. I don't know what stopped me. I had a raging horn and when she knelt over you and rubbed her cunt over your face, I blew off. I couldn't help myself."
"Never mind, there'll be other times. I might even ask Virginia over for a night and give you the opportunity to take her. Get on your hands and knees, Shawn. I want to se: your balls hanging between your legs. They re so big and suckable," she said as an excuse to get him to bend over in front of her.
He rolled over lazily and faced the wall, lifting himself up on his knees with his head and chest still on the bed. He told himself she could see everything he had now and it felt good showing himself off in front of a girl. It was even better than putting on the .silk stockings and panties ...
"You have a lovely round bottom, Shawn," she gurgled, and impishly she parted the cheeks of his bottom with her fingers. How big his balls were and how small his asshole ...
"Please, Jodi, your tongue," he croaked.
She bent her head and with the tip of her tongue washed around his brown shit hole.
"Aaaggghhh!" he shivered deliciously.
Her pink tongue lapped up and down from his balls to his bum hole, gently rippling over his sphincter muscle; and daring a little bit more to poke her tongue harder the way she had with her finger until the tip went inside, now a little harder as his shit hole muscles relaxed. Then, without even thinking about it, she drove two inches of her tongue right into him and slithered it around inside his asshole.
"Aaaaaaggggggghhhhhh!" he roared and his whole body started to tremble. His hands flew behind him to hold his bum cheeks wide open so she could get her face right between them. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought something could be as electrifying as this, having his own sister suck out his bum hole.
Jodi slithered her tongue in and out slowly, and as his buttocks heaved, she glided her tongue its full length into him until her wet mouth was pressed hard against his shit hole. Her lips closed and she sucked the way she had sucked Virginia and her teeth nibbled at the soft, pulsing flesh.
"Yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww! Oooooohhhhh!" He screamed deliriously and his prick jerked up and down between his legs, bigger than ever before. He managed to look between his legs and caught a glimpse of her face and the crude look of pleasure written across it. The little bitch was enjoying it as much as he was.
Jodi smiled as she saw him watching her from around his swinging balls. Now he was putty in her hands and she could make him do anything. He would do a lot more than suck off her shit hole before she was done with him. She had it all worked out. She grabbed hold of his prick and squeezed it as she went on sucking him. Soon it would be ripping and thrashing between her legs and she wouldn't let him blow until she was good and ready.
He groaned with sheer delight as her hot mouth gobbled around his brown ring and her spittle ran down the inside of his leg. She was actually doing it, his own sister, and before the day was done he would have her tell him everything she had ever done with boys and men right down to the smallest detail. She had to have had a lot of experience to be ready to go this far with him.
She eased her tongue out of his hole with a plop and took his swinging velvet balls into her mouth, squeezing them one at a time between her tongue and palate. They tasted of cum and spunk and the bag was filled and ready for shooting.
"Careful, sister," he whimpered as her teeth chomped around them.
Her mouth opened and his balls slipped from between her drooling lips as she made herself comfortable and lay on her back with her head between his legs looking along his surging purple cock. A single dewdrop of spunk oozed from the fuck eye of his cock and dripped down on her cheek.
He watched her inspecting his body minutely like she was studying every pore of his skin. He wanted to thank her for doing what she had but he didn't know how to.
Jodi caught hold of his turgid cock and bent it down and ran her mouth around its stem. It was a magnificent weapon and it was all hers to do with as she liked.
Shawn moved and wriggled down along side her and went to kiss her but she pulled her head away and frowned at him.
"Don't."
"Why, what's wrong?" he asked.
"I was thinking, Shawn, about us. We're both kinky. It's not like we're lovers. You're my own brother and just think what would happen if we were caught doing the things we're doing."
"Why think of it now? Do you want to stop?"
"No, I don't think I can. I want you too much, Shawn. We can't stop now, it's too late and you're going to have to fuck me soon."
CHAPTER FOUR
"I want to fuck you, Jodi," he groaned and watched her for a little while as she rolled over onto her back with her legs sprawled wide open. He knew that she wanted him to take the initiative, for him to be forceful and tough and even to hold her down and maybe tie her outstretched legs to the bedposts and rape her. He realized all this in a split second as her thoughts reached out to him desperately. Propping himself up on one elbow, he fixed his eyes on her shaven cunt, thinking she probably shaved it once a day to keep it so smooth. He could almost see her clit poking through her twitching cunt lips.
"Take me, Shawn. Ravish me." Her body arched and her small bottom lifted a few inches off the bed as she thrust her body toward him as an offering. "Rape me, Shawn. I need it."
"But I don't want to hurt you, Jodi."
"You won't. You can't." She forced herself to quiet down. "Not here, though. I want you to fuck me in mommy's room, on her bed."
"Why? I can give it to you here just as easily."
"No, do what I ask. I did what you asked. Anyway, there are some things in her room I want you to see; they're called sex aids. I think daddy uses them on mommy."
"I don't know. I don't think we ought to," he said, thinking about the last time he had been in the room when his father had caught him and thrashed him for being in there.
"They'll never know," she pressed excitedly and jumped up from the bed catching sight of herself in the wardrobe mirror. There was a long mirror in their parents' room and it would be nice to watch Shawn's cock plunging in and out of her with her legs held up high and wide apart, she thought, as she skipped from the room.
"No, Jodi, come back," he called after her.
"I won't. If you want me you're going to have to come in here," she called back. "Oooh, Shawn, come and have a look at these magazines and movies. And there's an enormous wooden cock in the wardrobe. Surely daddy doesn't make mommy take that."
Curiosity got the better of him and he dawdled out and stood in the hall looking at her through the open door.
"Look, Shawn," she held up the wooden cock. "And this," she showed him a large vibrator. "There's a plastic doll that you blow up and it got a cunt with hair around it, see!"
He watched her inflating the rubber doll not believing his eyes.
"I think daddy fucks it," cried Jodi. "Doesn't it look real!"
She sat on the floor surrounded by things she had pulled from the wardrobe. There were condoms and sexy cutaway underwear and a pack of cards spread everywhere depicting couples having sex.
"Shit, Jodi," he gasped and went into the room.
"You know, Shawn. I think our parents are as bad as we are," she grinned.
"What are duo balls?" he squatted down next to her. "And ticklers. Here's a box marked dildos ... "
"Take a look at these horny cassettes," she exploded and burst out laughing. Dial-a-Dick and Nympho Housewife. Wow!"
"Boobs and Bums. Lolita Stories," he mumbled, picking up two books."
"And I thought mom and dad were squares," she laughed. "We're going to have a ball with this gear, darling brother."
"Do you think we should? I mean, they might find out and we'll be in awful trouble. It's too risky. Let's go back to your room, Jodi."
"Risky! Are you crazy? You and me naked-that's risky. Us fucking each other-that's incest, and you can go to jail for it. So what's the harm in playing with a few silly old sex aids?"
"I dunno," he shrugged, at a loss for an answer. She was right; they could go to jail for screwing each other. It started to scare him. Maybe after she would tell someone and all hell would break loose.
"Come on, Shawn. Be a man and lets have some fun." She fell back on the floor with her legs sprawled wide open.
Incest, the word kept ringing in his ears as he stared at her red cunt hole hanging wide open.
"Be a man," her lips mouthed at him.
"I am a man," he shouted at her.
"Then prove it. Here I am, waiting for you."
He shot a glance around the room at the double bed with the Spanish counterpane, the dressing table littered with creams and lotions, and the heavy drapes hanging so still at the bay window.
"Well," she whispered. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"Yes, you bitch, you fucking well know I am," he cursed and flung himself on top of her with his hand diving down to pull open her slit.
"It's about time," she grunted. "Now I'll see how much of a man you are. I can take all you've got."
"You cow," he snorted and covered her body, driving down hard between her thrashing legs, his glistening prick expertly impaling her and sinking between her red, sucking cunt lips right up to his heaving balls.
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhh!" she screamed wildly and her eyes rolled from side to side opening wide as his fuck stick drove deep into her lower belly like a red-hot poker, scything without mercy.
"I am a man," he shouted in her face as he dragged his prick all the way out and looked down at his cum-drenched cock head.
"Yes, oh yes, my man," she cooed. "Don't stop now, though. Take me hard," she begged in a frenzy. "You beast, you're only playing with me," she moaned and shuddered.
He chuckled and grasped his prick in his hand and shook the beads of her cum off it on to her creamy thigh, knowing her body was aching to have it inside of her. He stood up over her with his meaty fuck pole swinging between his legs and he looked over at the mess of sex aids thoughtfully.
"You pig," she spat, sitting up and glaring at him. "I'll make you pay for that. You know how badly I wanted it. She pushed herself up from the floor and rubbed her inflamed cunt, trying not to look at his heaving fuck stick. She casually bent and picked up the wooden cock and held it in her hand. It was fully eighteen inches long and ornately carved. It was nearly as thick as her wrist and she smiled wickedly to herself.
"Just look at these magazines Jodi," Shawn cried as he picked one up. "Here's one about a gang bang, four guys and one chick ... "
Jodi caught her breath as she saw Shawn's buttocks open up as he bent down in front of her. His little brown shit hole was like a target only inches in front of her. So he liked having her soft pink tongue up it did he? Impulsively, she drew back her hand holding the wooden penis. He'd wish he had stayed on top of her. She stabbed the weapon accurately between his bum cheeks with all her force and the wooden prick head drove deeply into his asshole.
"Yeeeeeeoooooow!" he bellowed, not expecting it, and his face twisted in pain.
"No you don't," she snarled and leaped up on his back, forcing him down on his knees and still driving the wooden cock up his shit hole.
"Aaaaaaggggghhhhh, ooooohhhhh, noooooooo, Jodi, don't. You crazy slut." His hands whipped around to try and pull the wooden cock out of his hole that was stretched to the splitting point.
She laughed insanely and screwed the wooden cock in further, with all her strength, and jumped back off him to look at the cruel weapon sticking out from his strained shit hole. She had put fully six inches up him and he writhed and bucked to get it out but she tore his fingers away and threw herself at him worming the wooden cock deeper with her belly, all the way into his unfucked asshole.
"Nooooooo, eeeooowwww," he wept, his fingers spreading his ass cheeks to ease the agonizing pain.
"You look fantastic, Shawn, with a prick up your ass. How does it feel, baby brother?" she squealed with glee as he crawled around the room moaning and sobbing.
"Y-you sadistic slut, Jodi. Pull it out of me. I-I hate you," he stuttered and wrapped both hands around the wooden cock and tore it out of his shit hole and staggered to his feet holding it. He fixed her with a malevolent look and without warning jumped across the room and shoved her down on to the floor.
"What are you going to do? Oh my God, noooooooo ... " she screamed as he stuffed the wooden cock into her mouth.
"Suck it," he hissed.
"Uuuugggghhhh," she spluttered as its sticky length went in to her mouth.
He gritted his teeth and pulled it from her mouth and held her spreadeagled on the floor and forced her legs open. She was no longer so willing to show him her cunt hole.
"No, Shawn, you mustn't. You don't know what you're doing," she howled in vain.
"I'll teach you," he snapped, thinking how good it'd look rammed into her asshole, but instead he held open her cunt lips with two fingers and swept the wooden cock between them.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh-no, Shawn, no. It's too big and. I can't take it," she wailed as it savagely bore in to her, deeper and deeper until she felt she'd pass out with the pain.
"No one will mistake you for a virgin," he laughed at her and stood up looking at the wooden cock stuffed between her flaying legs with her red cunt lips wrapped around it. It was a shame, he told himself, because now her cunt would be big and slack like an old whore's when he took her, but she had asked for it.
"Sonofabitch," she whimpered as she drew the tool out of her and flung it across the room. Tears spilled down her face as she soothed her stretched cunt lips with her fingertips, feeling her slit would never be the same again.
"Now we are even," he scoffed, "but I'm warning you, don't try anything like that again or you'll be sorry." He knelt and kissed her gently.
"That was cruel, Shawn."
"I know." He kissed her neck and her breasts and, pushing her back, he trailed his tongue right down to her cunt and licked and sucked it softly.
"Mmmmmmm-I still hate you, you beast," she moaned and sniffed and then smiled. His long probing tongue felt delicious sucking and sliding in and out of her raw slit. If she stayed angry at him he would stop and she didn't want that.
His tongue circled her pink clit and he closed his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth, and it was like sucking a tiny nipple.
"Ooohhh! that feels much better," she sniffed and brushed her tears away with her hand and looked down at him kneeling between her legs.
He lifted his head, feeling her eyes on him, and he straightened up and dropped his hand to his cock and started to rub it up. It sent delicious shivers through him, doing it in front of her just like he had done it in front of Celia Rhodes. She had made him do it, made him strip off his clothes and pull himself until he came, and then she'd tell him to get hard again. and keep on pulling himself. It excited him thinking about it.
Jodi sighed and slid two fingers down to her twat and worked them around her clit but it just didn't feel the same as Shawn sucking her. She watched his huge cock head pistoning through his fingers and wished she was a man with a tool like that to play with and to piss through like a hose.
"Watch me, Jodi," he groaned, falling on his back and spreading his legs so she could see his balls and asshole.
"I don't want to watch you wanking yourself off; its a waste," she cried.
"It isn't; look at me, Jodi."
"All right, if you want me to," she gave in. "Wank yourself looking at my wet pussy." She stretched out in front of him with her legs open and pulled apart her cuntlips and stuck her fingers inside.
"It's beautiful," he cried.
"Then shoot your spunk up in the air so I can see it splash all over you," she urged.
"Oh, yes, Jodi, yes." He flogged his meaty fuck stick with his eyes fixed on her cunt, drawing his fingers down to his stem so his prick stood up long and hard with irregular purple veins standing up along it.
"Tell me what's going through your mind as you're pulling yourself off, Shawn," she gasped, spreading open her legs as wide as she could.
"I'm thinking of you, how you were when you were just a kid," he gurgled. "If I had fucked you then I'd have split your little cunt wide open with my prick and you'd have screamed and begged me to stop." His hand moved faster, rising up to his prick head so it topped his fist like a big mushroom.
"I was tight and I would have screamed if you had fucked me when I was ten," she drawled as her fingers crept in and out of her twat.
"You fucking bitch," he hissed and the blood pounded at his temples as he thought of her as she was when she was only a child with tight shorts cutting into her ass cheeks. He imagined how good it would have been to have her alone, dragging down her panties and pulling open her pink crack to stab his prick into her little cunt as she writhed and howled ...
"You're about to come, Shawn," warned Jodi, recognizing all the signs. She chortled as the first creamy blob of cream spat from his prick head followed by a gusher of spunk shooting upward to splash down all over his belly. He pushed himself to his feet with his prick still firing and the hot spunk running down the insides of his legs.
"Silly little boy that pulls himself off," laughed Jodi feeling smug. She pulled her fingers from her cunt as he walked around her.
"Shit! But that felt good," he drawled and for no accountable reason he felt a little ashamed of himself.
"Well, it did nothing for me, again," grunted Jodi "and it's as hot as hell in the house. I'm going outside into the back garden. Are you coming?"
"No-I don't feel like getting dressed," he yawned and stretched himself. "Don't go, stay here with me."
"I didn't say anything about getting dressed. No one will see us because the fences are high. It'll be fun. Haven't you ever wanted to run wild with nothing on out in the open?"
"I don't know. Maybe I have, but there's always been people around."
"There's no one around today, Shawn. We can get a great suntan. Come on."
They skipped through the house and into the back garden and felt the burning sun soaking into their lithe bodies as they ran across the apron of lawn heading for the trees and bushes down the back.
"We can swim and play tennis, with nothing on," chirped Jodi.
"Climb trees and wrestle with each other," laughed Shawn as she danced around him with her breasts bouncing up and down and her buttocks quivering like jelly.
"Doesn't the sun feel fantastic, Shawn?"
"Yes." He picked up a. stick and waved it at her.
"No, don't," she cried and laughed.
He chased her the rest of the way to the trees with his limp cock swinging between his legs.
"Don't you dare hit me with that stick, Shawn." She ran over to a swing and got on it. "Give me a push to get me started," she begged.
"I don't want to." He went over to the swimming pool and stood looking at the blue water. It was calm with hardly a ripple and he sat down on the grass and watched Jodi on the swing.
"I can see over the fences," she cried as she went higher and higher.
"Get off before someone sees you," he shouted, thinking how lovely she was.
"I don't care if anyone does see me," she yelled back, but she stopped swinging and came down and jumped off to join him. She fell down on the grass a few feet away from him and squinted as the sun flashed into her eyes.
"It's the best birthday I've ever had, Jodi," he smiled at her. "Doing all the things I've ever wanted to."
"I'm glad, Shawn. But we've only just started and we've got all night as well," she reminded him.
"I was thinking, watching you on the swing. One day you'll meet some guy and get married and have kids, and I'll miss you a lot."
"Maybe I'll never get married," she said shading her eyes to look at him. "Have you thought of that? Maybe there'll be the two of us for ever and ever and you'll make love to me and I'll make love to you and we'll satisfy each other." She made a face at him.
"I don't think so," he said glumly. "I wish it could be that way but it won't be. You're too pretty and some guy will snap you up and I'll lose you." He frowned and listened intently thinking he could hear the telephone or the front doorbell ringing.
"What's the matter?"
"I thought I heard something," he muttered.
"You're imagining it. Relax. There's no one else here."
"I thought I heard a bell ringing."
"Well, even if it did, we're not home," she grunted and wriggled around near him behind a bush to get out of the sun.
"You're right." He took her head in his lap and played with her hair, feeling as if he could drop off to sleep. It was a wonderful, lazy feeling.
She stared upward at the azure sky. Like he said, it wouldn't always be like this. Already many things had changed. Only a year ago her father used to tuck her into bed and while he tucked her in, his hands had roamed lightly over her body, touching her forming breasts and stroking the mound of Venus between her legs. She liked him touching her but for no reason at all he had stopped. Maybe he had thought she was growing up and getting too knowing and might tell someone, quite innocently, that he played with her.
"What are you thinking about, Jodi?"
"Nothing special," she lied, for she was thinking of the time she had burst into the bathroom only a year ago and her father had come out of the shower naked. As they faced each other his cock grew hard and his hand moved toward it and stopped, and he shouted at her for barging in on him. Even then she had realized that she excited him and that he thought sexually about her. But that was as far as it went.
"Jodi, don't tell me I'm imaging it. There is someone at the house. I can hear them coming down the drive." He sat up and pushed her head from his lap.
"Oh, and I was nice and comfortable," she complained.
He lay on his stomach, pulling her down next to him so they could peer through the bushes.
"You're too nervous, Shawn," she started.
"Shhhhhh! Look. It's a man coming down the side of the house carrying a bag. He looks like a workman," he gasped. "Now he's knocking on the back door. Don't make a sound and he might go away," he gulped.
"I can see him," she whispered, then giggled noisily.
"Quiet," he hissed. "For God's sake, what are you doing? Are you mad? Get down, Jodi, he'll see you."
"I don't care," she said rising to her feet. "It could be very interesting. You stay and watch."
"But, Jodi. You're naked ... "
With a toss of her head Jodi strolled out from behind the bushes.
"Jodi, come back here," he cried, but it was too late. She was striding brazenly toward the house and the man could not help but see her and he was standing at the back door with his mouth gaping wide open as she came toward him.
"Stupid little slut," snarled Shawn. She'd get them both into trouble. What the hell was she up to?
Jodi swung across the lawn and waved at the man who was standing rooted to the spot. As she reached him, she recognized him as the same plumber who had been to the house before. Vaguely she remembered his name was Edward or Edwin or something like that. He was beaming all over his silly face like he had never seen a young naked girl before."
"Come to look at your pipes, he said as a way of introduction and his eyes shot all over her.
"Edward, isn't it?" she smiled warmly and stopped a few feet from him.
"Yes, that's right," he mumbled.
"I'm Jodi. I'm afraid mummy and daddy are away and won't be back for a few days, but you can still do whatever it was that you came to do," she finished, her eyes laughing at him.
"Good. I haven't much to do," he swallowed not taking his eyes from her young, swelling tits.
"Do you need to go into the house, Edward?"
"Yes, the bathroom. I could come back later, though."
"No. It's all right, really it is."
He followed her into the house, staring at her quivering buttocks bouncing in front of him.
"I might even be able to give you a hand," she called over her shoulder. Turning in to the bathroom, she faced him and looked him straight into his eyes as she leaned up against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering innocently.
Shawn crouched behind the bushes waiting for her to come back. She didn't know what she was doing. What on earth was keeping her? Didn't she realize what could happen, or didn't she care?
"Been doing a little of sun bathing," mumbled Edward, as he dropped his bag of tools on the floor and pretended to inspect the hot water tank.
"Yes. I can put some clothes on, though, if I'm distracting you!" she said gently.
"No, you're not distracting me," he gulped as she squatted down next to him and her red twat gaped open. His eyes fixed on a dribble of cum oozing down the inside of her leg. He started to sweat. She had made it quite clear that her parents were away and she was probably on her own. It looked to him like she was just begging to be fucked. He found a wrench in his bag and tightened a large nut on a pipe leading to the sink. But it was dangerous to touch her till she made her intentions absolutely clear. He flung the wrench back in to the bag and smiled at her.
"You slut, Jodi," snarled Shawn grinding his teeth. He'd have to go after her to see what she was up to. He bent double and crept around the bushes. Now he was out in the open and he raced across the lawn, expecting that at any moment the man would come out of the house. He reached the back door out of breath but he didn't go in. Instead he moved around the side of the house looking through the windows. Now he heard voices and he stood on his toes and managed to look through the bathroom window. He saw Jodi sitting on her haunches talking to the man squatting opposite her, and they were both chatting like they were old friends. The man's eyes were eating Jodi up and she appeared to be enjoying it.
"You're married and you say you have two children, a girl and a boy, Edward," said Jodi. "But you don't look old enough."
"I'm twenty-seven. How old are you, Jodi?"
"Eighteen, hot and bored," she said boldly, and her red lips pouted.
"Bored! A pretty thing like you."
"There's just nothing to do," she said blinking her big eyes. "I'm so glad you came, for company, Edward. Can you stay a little while?"
"Yes," he choked. "I'm my own boss," he said proudly, "I can stay for as long as you want." He dropped his hand on her knee.
"I'm so glad, Edward."
His hand slid along and dropped between her parted legs and touched her moist twat.
"It's awful being alone," she sighed.
He nodded and slid his index finger up into her cunt and twirled it around.
"Shall we go into the lounge, Edward, where it's more comfortable and we can relax. I could get you a drink!" She rose to her feet and moved away from him and his finger slid from her slit reluctantly.
Shawn heard every word and he couldn't believe his ears. He was livid and at the same time he was panic-stricken. She had made it perfectly clear that she was going to give herself to the stranger to do with what he liked. He moved away from the window and gingerly hobbled over the rough ground to the lounge room, not wanting to let her out of his sight.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I bet you're awfully hot in those heavy overalls, Edward. Why don't you take them off and make yourself more comfortable," said Jodi as she took him into the lounge. "While you're doing that I'll get you a drink. How does a cold beer sound?"
"Out of this world," grinned Edward, knowing he had guessed right. The hot little bitch was going to let him take her and it was just what he needed. He didn't need to be told twice take his clothes off. She wanted a good screwing, any fool could see that. It wasn't every day he came across a randy young girl needing cock so bad. All these things tumbled through his mind as he climbed out of his work clothes.
Shawn peered through the lounge room window and saw the stranger taking off his clothes. He was big and fat but that wasn't what took his eye. As the man climbed out of his underwear, his heavy cock sprung up like a pipe wrench. It was enormous ...
"I'm coming, Edward," called Jodi.
Shawn gulped. She'd never be able to take that. She didn't know what she was letting herself in for. He should go in and stop it all before it was too late. But he didn't; he stayed at the window, fascinated.
"Ooohhh, Edward," simpered Jodi coming into the lounge and bringing over a glass of beer. She set it down on the table.
"You did say undress," said Edward smugly, posing for her to get a good look at him.
"Yes, I did," she gulped. His prick was much longer, much fatter than Shawn's. Edward had a black mat of hair running down his chest to apex around his huge urging donger. Shawn had no hair on his chest. Edward's ball bag was like a cow's udder ...
Shawn gnawed the flesh on the inside of his mouth as he saw Jodi go over to the man and stand next to him to have her tits squeezed. Then she moved away and moved toward the window like she knew he was out there watching. Maybe the bitch was going to draw the curtains so he couldn't see what was going on! No, instead she partly opened the window and went back to the man. She knew he was there, watching, and she wanted him to hear what was going on as well, the whore.
Edward lay down on his back on the floor and she stood over him, lowering herself as his hand came up and his blunt fingers pulled open her cunt lips. Now she was on her haunches and he was able to suck her heaving cunt.
"Ooohhh, Edward, that's divine," she cried out. "What would your wife say if she knew?" She faced the window with Edward furiously sucking between her legs.
"Get down here, kid, under me," grunted Edward, pulling her down.
"I don't know, your cock is enormous. I've never seen one that big before," she called out.
"I won't hurt you. I'll give it to you slowly," he promised.
Jodi fell on her back, her legs climbing as Edward got between her thighs and fumbled to fit his huge weapon into her. She lay her head on one side and saw Shawn's nose glued to the window. It'd do him good to watch her being taken, she told herself. Let him see that other guys wanted her.
"You really want it, baby," mumbled Edward.
"Yes-yes," she wailed so Shawn could hear her. "You have such a big prick, Edward, and I need so much to be fucked. I want to feel it inch all the way up inside of me." She lifted her legs up and held them open, ready for his prick.
"And you shall, kid. Here it comes," snorted Edward.
"Aaahhhgggg! Ooohhh, Edward. That's beautiful. I've only had little boys' cocks before," she screamed out for Shawn's benefit. "Ram it all the way into me. I can take it," she cried gamely.
Shawn told himself it was all a dream and it wasn't really happening, but there it was right before his eyes and he wanted to smash through the window to tear the ugly brute off his sister. Instead he stood watching his thick fuck stick boring in and out of her stretched cunt. Her legs were wrapped around the man's back and she was taking all he gave her.
"Aaaggghhh, Edwaaarrrddd," she screamed, feeling herself cumming and seeing Shawn's angry face glaring at her, watching her get the fucking of a lifetime.
"There's more yet," shouted Edward, cupping and twisting her tits in his massive hands. He used them to pull himself into her.
"Beautiful fucker," she cried out as his cock pistoned in and out, her cum pouring from her cunt in a never-ending tide and running down between her ass cheeks.
Edward pinched her nipples hard with his fingertips till they were blood red and pulsing as he felt his spunk start to climb up his stalk. He rode her like she was a filly that had to be broken in, and finally his balls were hard up against her asshole.
"It's heavenly, Edward," she panted as she contracted her cunt muscles around his prick so he wouldn't pull out of her. She wanted him to shoot his whole sticky load right into her.
"I'm cumming," he croaked wildly and shoved his prick as far as it would go into her.
"Not yet, Edward, hold off, hold off till I'm ready to cum," she begged.
"It's too late. Uuuggghhh, aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" he roared as his spunk started shooting from his prick deep inside of her, hissing and spurting as it shooted from his prick head to gush along her horny cunt walls.
"Yes, now, I'm ready," she wailed as his steaming hot spunk exploded inside her cunt and his prick jerked backward and forward inside her fur burger.
Edward collapsed on top of her, feeling his shiny length of prick shrinking and finally plopping out of her hole.
"I've never had it so good before," she gasped as she wriggled from under him. "Can you come again after you've rested?"
"Sure I can, kid. If you need it again." Suddenly his face froze and his leyes bulged.
"What's wrong, Edward?" She frowned "You look awful. Are you all right?"
"The window," he pointed. "There's someone out there, watching us." He started to panic. It had all been too easy. Maybe she had set him up. Maybe she was pregnant and wanted to hook a man to save her skin.
"Oh, that!" She relaxed. "It's nothing. It's only my brother, Shawn. He's been there all the time," she said casually.
"All the time? What's he doing there?"
"Watching us, Edward. It probably turned him on watching us fucking. Shall I get him?"
"No," he cried, catching her arm to stop her and he got up.
"Why not?" she laughed. "It could be fun. I've never been screwed by two guys at once before." She giggled at his horrified face and jumped up.
"No, don't. I can't stay. I must be going," he called after her as she bounded from the room. She was a nut and so was her brother. What had he got himself into?
"Shawn, where are you? Come on out," yelled Jodi, going around the side of the house looking for him. The idea had taken hold in her mind. It would be fantastic to have two cocks surging up and going inside of her ...
"You fucking, dirty slut. You cheap whore," whimpered Shawn coming out of the bushes behind her, his eyes like chipped ice and his mouth set.
"Oh, there you are," she said spinning around. "I've been looking for you."
"You common whore," he snarled at her through bared teeth.
"Now that's not nice, Shawn. I was going to ask you if you had enjoyed watching us through the window," she taunted, standing with her hands on her hips. She smirked, not caring what he thought.
"You let a perfect stranger fuck you, Jodi!"
"Yes, why not?"
"And did he-did he ... "
"Yes, all the way."
"You let him blow in you?" he howled.
"Yes, of course he did," she chortled. "And he had a lot more to give me than you did. Maybe he doesn't jerk off as much as you do. Anyway, come on in and meet him."
"No." He took a step backward.
"Don't be silly, Shawn. He's only a man the same as you are. Now if I had a naked woman in the house you'd come running. You come inside this minute," she said stamping her foot.
"Why, haven't you had enough, you bitch! Shit, I can see it running down your legs," he bellowed.
"So come inside and you'll see a lot more. If you stay outside then you'll see nothing because I'll draw the curtains. And you do want to see, don't you, darling brother?"
"You're going to let him take you again, aren't you?"
"Yes. I'm going in now, Shawn." She moved away. "I'll be locking all the doors and I won't come back out for hours." She knew that he would follow her; he wouldn't be able to help himself.
"But this was to be my day, Jodi, just you and me," he yelped and tripped over a sharp stone as he hurried after her.
"It is your day, Shawn. Just think of all the different things three of us can do together," she cajoled and then laughed wildly.
Edward was in the lounge sitting in a chair with his underpants on. He looked uncomfortable and self-conscious when they came in and Shawn was introduced. Then he grinned because Shawn was naked and he put two and two together and realized why Jodi had been in the garden without a stitch on. The two had been making love together. Somehow it made everything all right. It explained why Shawn had been looking in the window.
Jodi's eyes twinkled as she looked from Edward to Shawn and then went to close the drapes.
They've fucked each other lots of times, Edward said to himself, glancing at Shawn's limp prick. It wasn't a bad weapon and it would have been enough far a small girl like Jodi.
Shawn didn't know what to do with himself. He felt like he was the intruder, the outsider now. He sat on the floor, his eyes glued to a bead of spunk dripping from Edward's prick head. It had been inside his sister and had shot its load and she wanted more of it!
"Well," said Jodi. "Shall we get on with it?"
They both looked at her and Shawn understood. She wanted bath of them at once pumping away inside of her with her cunt hole stretched around their two pricks. The randy little bitch didn't know what she was asking for. By God, though, if that was what she wanted then that would be what she got, even if she screamed the house down.
Edward looked at Shawn as if to say he'd go along with anything she wanted and he grinned like he too didn't think she'd be able to take it.
"How about down on the floor?" suggested Jodi, breaking the silence. Nimbly she dropped down on the carpet in front of them, her thoughts racing. She inched her legs open and dropped her hand deliberately to her slit, feeling their eyes watching her every move. She parted her slit and lay back waiting for them to join her.
Edward was the first to move. He got up and stripped off his underpants and his bull-sized prick stood out in front of him. He knelt down next to her and fondled her breasts.
"Shawn?" She ordered him down with her eyes as she threw her legs open so he could see Edward's spunk glistening in her cunt. Her dewy honeypot was an open invitation and she didn't care which of them got in first.
"Who shaved you, Shawn?" Edward asked when they were both around Jodi, mauling and inspecting her body.
"She did," grinned Shawn.
"Because he told me to," argued Jodi. "He said it would make his cock look longer, and it does, and it's sexier. I rubbed oil all over it but most of it came off when he fucked me," she said blatantly like it was natural that her brother should have screwed her.
"It's a good-sized prick and it'll grow much bigger," said Edward admiring it. "Mine was pretty small when I was about your age but playing with it made it this big," he said proudly.
"I bet you've fucked lots of women," said Shawn as he pulled his prick to life.
"A few, but none as pretty or as randy as your sister. She's a lulu."
They both laughed and their pricks formed an arch over her belly, the two prick heads touching like dueling pistols.
"Fantastic," shuddered Jodi, taking both their cocks in her hands and rubbing the bulbous heads together. She drew them toward her mouth to let them know what she wanted.
"Let her, Shawn," said Edward, reading her thoughts and wanting to see her pretty sulking lips stretched around their cocks. Someone had taught her well. She looked far too young for such experienced sex, but she seemed to know what she was doing.
Jodi opened her mouth as wide as she could, and her tongue lapped first around Shawn's prick, and then around Edward's before she squeezed them into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged for a second, then took more.
Shawn stared amazed at their pricks stuffed in her mouth. Jodi's wet red lips were closed about them and she was taking their full lengths down her throat without any trouble. Now his balls were against her chin but still Edward had a couple of inches to go. Her teeth nibbled like she wanted them to blow but nervously like she wasn't sure if she could swallow all the spunk they'd have to give her.
"I don't believe it," hissed Edward, plunging the rest of his cock into Jodi's mouth.
Jodi spat their cocks out of her mouth and grinned willfully at both of them. "I'm ready," she said quietly. "But I want you to rape me," she said and started to struggle furiously like she was being taken against her will.
"You bitch, if that's how you want it then that's how you'll get it." Shawn rolled her on top of him so he could fuck her from underneath and he shouted at Edward to climb up on her buttocks to give it to her from behind.
"Yes, yes, yes-you bastards, rape me," she hollered again and again.
"Get up on top of her, Edward, you bastard," snarled Shawn. "And stuff that dirty great prick of yours into her cunt with mine. Afterward you can have a chance at her asshole and we'll see how she likes it, the bitch." His own cock glided inside of her, hardly touching the sides, and she laughed harshly and raked at his face with her arched fingers.
Edward laughed and mounted her with his huge dick thrusting at her slack cunt. He bent back so he could watch Shawn's prick going in and out of her, then both of their cocks formed a wedge and drove in forcefully.
She stopped laughing and her mouth fell open in disbelief. It felt like a pole was driving up between her legs and she started to fight in earnest because now she really was being raped. It wasn't a game anymore. They rammed deeper and deeper and she let out a long cry, knowing it was useless to beg them to stop.
Edward wrapped his arms around her and humped furiously with his balls rubbing against Shawn's pistoning stalk. He knew that Jodi wasn't pretending anymore because no girl could take that much prick and like it. She was howling and her tears were running down her face as he caught hold of her tits and squeezed them savagely.
Jodi turned her head, her eyes pleadingly aghast, but Edward only grinned at her and thrust in deeper as if her widening eyes urged him on.
"All you've got, Edward," shouted Shawn and cruelly he put both hands around their cocks as they slid into her to wipe any lubrication away so she'd get their pricks raw. He wanted to hear her beg and it would be music to his ears.
"Shawn, noooooooo," she gave in as the twin fuck sticks ripped and drove right up into her belly. She bit her lower lip till it bled knowing it was a waste of time trying to stop them. She wept knowing they were taking her at her word like wild stallions that wouldn't stop until they were finished.
"You cock-hungry little bitch. I'll teach you," roared Shawn. "You always were a slut. Take this," and he forced another inch of cock into her.
"Aiiiyeeeeee! Damn you, damn you," she cursed.
"And this," hollered Edward, ramming his telegraph pole forward.
Her cunt hole was no longer slack and moist. It was as tight as a drum and dry as sandpaper and she felt shooting pains through her groin and started to understand just what it felt like to be raped. But there wasn't a thing she could do about it.
Balls of sweat rolled down Edward's face as he worked hard, for there wasn't much further to go, and once his balls were hard up against her he'd be able to shoot. That'd be the only way he'd be able to get his prick out of her, after it went limp. Then it happened as he bucked forward again with the silken skin stretched to the limit. She let out a blood curdling scream and his prick surged forward. They had done it. They had split her cunt wide open.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" Her head flung backward and tossed from side to side as a slicing pain shot through her. Her scream rattled through her half-open lips as the two pricks sank right up to their balls in her.
"Hurrah," cried Shawn, drawing out of her and wriggling from under her he went around to see Edward's prick being pulled out of her.
"You've split my cunt open," wailed Jodi. "You beasts, beasts," she sobbed and sank down on her stomach.
"We're not done with you yet," cried Shawn. "Help me get her up, Edward, and we'll finish with her.
She was hardly listening to them, but then the very worst thing that she could have imagined happened to her as they dragged her back onto her knees and parted her ass cheeks.
"You take it because you're the biggest," said Shawn gleefully.
"Do you think we ought to? She looks like she's had enough, Shawn."
"What are you doing," she cried out.
"You'll find out soon enough. You promised we could do anything, anything at all," reminded Shawn. "And we're going to."
CHAPTER SIX
"No more, please, Shawn," she sobbed. Her cunt felt like it was on fire and all she wanted to do was sink into a bath of icy water to sooth it.
"It's not your cunt we're interested in, dear sister."
It dawned on her too late and she struggled to get up but Shawn leaped on her back and held her down on her knees while he pulled her small ass cheeks open.
"Now?" grunted Edward.
"Now," grinned Shawn. "Give it to her."
"Not my ass, oh please, pleeeeese," she screamed out in fear. "Shawn, please don't let Edward take me," she howled.
"Now," shouted Shawn. "What are you waiting for?"
"Listen," hushed Edward. "There's someone at the door." They froze, not making a single sound, not moving a muscle. The door bell was ringing and Jodi let out a sigh of relief.
"Someone must have heard her screaming," said Edward, his face pale.
"Get up, Jodi," snapped Shawn, "and put a dressing gown on and see who it is." He pulled her to her feet.
"I can't. I can hardly move," she wailed, standing with her legs wide open." You go."
"No. You see who it is and get rid of them," shouted Shawn, grabbing her by the shoulders and giving her a shake. He spun her around and gave her bottom a stinging slap to send her on her way.
She hobbled out of the lounge room and took a raincoat from a hook in the hall before going to the front door. Pulling it on and around her, she inched the door open and saw a man and a woman standing there. They were perhaps in their middle thirties and both of them were smiling.
"Good afternoon," said the man. "My name is Andrew Snark and this is my wife, Maria. We are in your area demonstrating a revolutionary new slimming belt, though I can see that you wouldn't need one," he smirked and gave a hearty laugh.
"I'm sorry but my parents are away." She looked down and saw the raincoat had opened at her waist and that was what the man had meant. She went to close the door.
"Just a minute, young lady. I want to show you something." He whipped open a small attache case. "This is our body beautiful kit and I'm sure you'll be interested in trying ... "
"I'm sure I wouldn't be," she interrupted him.
"Hand lotions," said the woman. "Face creams and soothing lotions for all over your body."
"But I was about to take a shower. You've caught me unaware. Perhaps some other time," said Jodi weakening.
"I'm sure you have a divine body and want to look after it. You could try some samples while you're taking a shower," wheedled the woman and she leaned against the door, opening it wide enough to step in.
"But, but-"
"What did you say your name was?" asked the man coming in behind his wife.
"I didn't, but it's Jodi. I don't think you should come in." She looked over her shoulder wanting to warn Edward and Shawn.
"Five minutes," boomed the man. "And call me Andrew."
"We could show you our lotions in any room you like, and do call me Maria," smiled the woman.
"I haven't got any money," Jodi said desperately.
"Then we'll leave samples for you to try and call back later," cooed Maria.
Jodi plodded along the hall with them right behind her and made to turn into the kitchen when the lounge door flew open and Shawn came out.
"Did you get rid of them, Jodi?" He stood stock still and his face went white when he saw the man and the woman.
"This is my brother, Shawn," grinned Jodi sweetly and reminded herself how badly he had treated her. Why should she protect him!
"I-I," stuttered Shawn and tried to cover his nakedness with his hands. "This is Andrew and his wife, Maria," Jodi went on, not caring. "They're selling beauty aids," she laughed.
Andrew looked at his wife and back at Shawn and his face creased into a grin.
Shawn backed into the lounge room and the door opened wide showing Edward sitting hunched up in a chair.
"And that's Edward," said Jodi unkindly pointing at him.
"Any more?" boomed Andrew.
"No, that's all of us," shrugged Jodi. "Do you still want to come in?"
"I don't think-" started Shawn, giving her a vicious look.
"Well, we're here and we've all met so how about getting to know each other," beamed Maria taking it all in her stride and marching into the lounge room.
They were in the middle of an orgy, Andrew told himself as he followed Maria. It was quite obvious that the two fellows had been fucking the young girl.
"I was about to leave," cried Edward jumping from the chair and looking around for his clothes.
"Nonsense," Andrew bellowed. "We're all adult people and it's damn hot outside so get on with whatever you were doing and we won't disturb you, will we, Maria?"
"Of course not. Take no notice of us," she smiled.
She was quite tall and she had long black hair. Her eyes were like wet agates and her mouth was wide and smiling. She wore a white, two-piece suit that couldn't hide her trim body, though her breasts were big and surging under her tight linen. Her skirt was short and showed a nice pair of legs dressed in black net stockings that showed a pair of strong, muscular calves.
"Aren't you hot in that plastic raincoat, my dear?" Andrew asked looking hard at Jodi.
"Yes, I'm sweltering," she grinned. "I only put it on to open the front door."
"I thought so," said Andrew giving her a knowing look. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable with it off?"
No one said a word and the room was quiet as all eyes turned to look at Jodi.
"Yes, I would." She unbuttoned the coat and slid it over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
"What a simply divine body," gasped Maria breaking the silence.
"Thank you," said Jodi.
"Beautiful," grunted Andrew. "Now you mustn't feel ill at ease. You see, both Maria and I are swingers and we're both very broadminded." He winked at her.
"I think I'll take a shower and freshen up," smiled Jodi. "I'll feel much better for it."
"Of course. Off you go, my girl," simpered Maria and she sat down in one of the chairs.
"But, Jodi," cried Shawn moving toward her.
"You stay there. And you as well, Edward." Her eyes flashed a warning. "Or it'll be the worse for you," she added under her breath. "Andrew and Maria are quite welcome to stay." She smiled at them.
"Like I said," Andrew grinned. "We'll be no trouble, no trouble at all" He at in the chair next to his wife and smiled at Edward.
"This is crazy." Shawn ran his fingers through his hair when Jodi left the room.
"Who the hell are you barging into our house," he exploded and glared at the couple.
"We were passing by," said Maria quietly, "and I said to Andrew, that's a girl crying out and we came to your front door and sure enough, we heard screams."
Shawn's mouth closed shut with a snap.
"Screams of pain," Andrew went on. "Like a girl being hurt and things being done to her against her will. He looked hard at Edward who shrank lower into his chair.
"So we rang your bell," Maria finished. "We're traveling agents for Lochial cosmetics and we ring door bells all day long."
"And meet all kinds of people. All kinds," grimaced Andrew. "Of course, we could have gone to the police and told them we had heard a girl screaming in this house ... "
"I see," said Shawn slowly.
"But we didn't," Andrew went on. "And here we are sitting with you, already friends. And that pretty young girl is your sister, is she?" He looked directly between Shawn's legs so his words would carry their full meaning.
"Yes," answered Shawn in a small voice.
"I'm back. I didn't take long, did I?" cried Jodi, prancing back into the room wearing only a pair of tight briefs.
"And we've all gotten to know each other," laughed Andrew running his eyes over her.
"Fine. And I feel much better," smiled Jodi looking at Shawn. "Much, much better."
Andrew unbuttoned the front of his shirt and looked at Maria.
"Yes, it's hot and I'm sure they won't mind. They all look so cool," tinkled Maria. "You don't mind do you, Jodi?" Her hand went to the zipper in her skirt and she stood up.
"No, of course not."
"But you can't," Shawn mumbled and stopped as Andrew stood up and unbuckled his trousers.
Maria pulled down the zipper and her skirt dropped to the floor, and then she kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her top.
"You don't understand," Shawn tried again.
"What don't we understand?" asked Maria, going over to him and slowly stripping off her top. Her huge breasts rippled under a thin cotton sweater that she eased up over her head.
"Nothing," said Shawn swallowing hard as he found himself staring at a big pair of breasts.
Maria put her hand on his arm and looked slow ly down between his legs to let him know that she did understand.
"We don't even know you," Edward grumbled from his chair.
"That's soon fixed," laughed Maria, and she dropped her hand and caught hold of Shawn's balls.
"Ouch," he yelled, then grinned and went red.
"Maybe you can teach Shawn a thing or two" Jodi said to Maria. "He was teaching, me a few things before you came, weren't you, Shawn," she said meaningfully.
"Teach him things? I'm sure I can," gurgled Maria. "If he doesn't mind a thirty-six year-old woman tutoring him." She pulled his head against her breasts as she wriggled her panties and stockings down her legs to stand naked. She put her arms around him.
"Well," boomed Andrew, climbing out of his underwear and talking to Jodi. "It's all good clean fun." He tried to think back to when he had taken such a young-looking girl and couldn't remember.
Edward looked from Jodi to Maria. One was only a child and the other was a woman in full bloom, and, his prick started to harden as he got up. If he didn't join them he'd be left out of it.
"I'm glad you came," said Jodi going over to Andrew. "Things were starting to get out of hand if you know what I mean." She fixed her eyes on the forest of black hair between his legs around his fattening fuck stick.
"I know what you mean," he grinned and put his arm around her waist.
She told herself that he'd know how to treat a young girl and she lifted her face and let him kiss her ...
"Hello," cried Edward, going over to Maria and Shawn, and he held his hard prick in his hand like an offering.
"Hello yourself, big boy." She put her hand over his so she was holding both of their pricks and she started to massage them gently. She folded at the knees drawing them both down to the carpet with Shawn's mouth fastened to one of her breasts.
"Maria can fit in anywhere," grinned Andrew looking over at her. "She likes them young and spirited." He led Jodi over to a corner and they sat on the floor while he ran his mouth down her neck leaving a string of love bites. His hand went between her legs to her cunt and he felt her stiffen.
"Like I said, things were getting out of hand when you came," she explained.
"I'll be gentle," he promised and his prick stuck up like a pole.
"It's not that I've had too much. I never seem to have enough," she whispered. "It's just that I had too much at once," she said, hoping that he would know what she meant.
"Both at once?" His eyes questioned her.
She nodded yes.
"You're a brave little girl. They're both big and even Maria would have trouble taking them both," he grunted. "Was that why you screamed out?"
"No."
"Then why?" He took her small hand and put it around his prick.
"My ass," she said in a tiny voice.
"Oh. I see," he laughed. "That's different. And you let them?"
"I-I thought I could take it." She rubbed his cock and it writhed and grew in her hand, all purple and hairy and ready for her cunt if she wanted it.
"Who shaved you, Shawn?" Maria asked in a loud voice so her husband would hear.
"Jodi," cried Shawn as she ran her fingers around his crotch.
"Did you shave him?" Andrew asked her.
"Yes, this morning, in the bathroom. You see, it's his birthday." She felt it was enough of an explanation.
"It's like velvet," crooned Maria stroking Shawn's prick head and fingering his cock eye, knowing exactly what she was doing to excite him. He would be the first to get into her black cunt and afterward Edward could take a turn.
Edward shook his head. The room seemed filled with naked bodies, two other naked men and two naked women and one of them playing with his cock.
Maria drew the two young men down on top of her and they rolled together in a sea of arms and legs with her tits being squeezed and in turn two big pricks being jammed up to their full length.
"You're quite a gal," laughed Andrew. "Is there no end to your inventiveness? You shave cocks and offer your ass to two big guys ... "
"And I can do much, much more," she gurgled, feeling she was almost ready to let him take her. He had promised to be gentle! But she didn't want only a quick fuck, for here was the opportunity of a lifetime.
"I bet you can, little girl," he boomed.
"I don't want a quick fuck," she said boldly. "I want it to last so I can enjoy it."
Andrew eased her backward and climbed over her and looked down at her. From the corner of his eye he saw Maria organizing the lads. She was on her hands and knees sucking Edward, and Shawn was about to take her from behind. He gently lowered himself over Jodi and let her guide his fuck stick to the mouth of her cunt.
"Slowly," she whispered, as his cock head filled her slit. She turned her head to one side to watch Maria being fucked. Her massive tits -hung like a cow's udders as her head jerked up and down sucking the whole length of Edward's prick.
The only sounds in the room were the slurping of cocks attacking wet cunts.
Andrew eased his prick into Jodi's fuck hole as gently as he could, knowing that if he bored hard into her she would leap up and not let him touch her again.
"A little more, a little harder," she smiled up at him.
"You like being fucked, don't you, Jodi?"
"Yes-I love it," she gasped as his cock went deeper into her.
"Do you get fucked often?"
"Not nearly enough," she panted. "If I could I'd go naked all the time." She washed her lips with the tip of her tongue. "And I'd let any man that wanted to fuck me. I really would," she cried out, getting excited. "All I can think about is cock, beautiful cock," she wailed, on the verge of a climax. She ground her hips upward, telling him to give her all he had.
He drove hard into her now, unable to help himself and rode backward and forward, faster and faster, forgetting his good intentions, to be gentle and not to hurt her.
"Oooohhhh-rm cumming, I'm cuuummmiiiinnnngggg, Andrew. Give it all to me," she wailed and her body thrashed up and down.
He reared up on her his stalk, swiftly thrusting in and out and he caught hold of her legs roughly and held them up, wide apart. The sheer delight of seeing his thick prick scything her small pink slit was too much for him and his spunk exploded deep inside of her.
"Oooaaaggghhh!" she cried out as his hot torrent poured along her love tunnel.
"Uuuuuugggggghhhhhh," he groaned, letting go of her legs and falling a dead weight across her.
"Andrew, that was divine," she gasped, crushed beneath him. "But soon I'm going to need more. Do you hear me, Andrew? More."
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was early evening and a wood fire burned in the lounge room sending up exploding spirals of orange sparks that rushed up the chimney.
"I'm glad they've gone. They were good fun but it's nice to be on our own again," grunted Shawn nursing Jodi in his arms. They sat on the floor watching pictures formed by the glowing wood coals.
"So am I. But wasn't it an experience?" she chortled. "Edward didn't want to go and I had to almost push him out of the house. And that Maria ... "
"I know. She loves cock nearly as much as you do. I lost count how many times we took her. I don't think I'll forget today for as long as I live," he laughed.
They wore dressing gowns, having bathed and eaten thick steaks they had cooked on the charcoal griller. A bottle of wine had finished off their meal.
"The day is nearly over," he said sadly.
"Not quite." Jodi's eyes twinkled.
"Now what are you up to?" he asked hugging her tightly.
"I've a little surprise for you. We've still got all night you know."
"Go on," he said expecting the worst.
"Well, I've got it all planned. Last week I invited one of my girlfriends over to stay."
"You did what?"
"I said-"
"I know what you said, but I thought there'd be just you and me, in bed, making love ... "
"But this girl is different, Shawn. You see, she's still a virgin and she's going to sleep with me."
"Oh, that's great," he groaned. He saw his night of sexual romping with her slowly disappearing.
"Wait, Shawn, this girl is so uptight that I'm sure you'll take her virginity because she's simply begging for sex. She doesn't know it, of course." She giggled. "You know her, you've met her. Her name is Kyla Grey."
"Kyla! You must be joking. She won't let any of the guys near her. We call her tin pants." He conjured up a mental picture of her. She was a blonde with big bouncing breasts. She had angry green eyes and a small red mouth. She had no sisters or brothers and most likely had never seen a cock in her life. She was just eighteen.
"Kyla," she went on, "likes you. She told me so herself."
"But she's a bloody virgin," he wailed.
"So," she cocked her head and looked up at him. "Could you think of a better birthday present?"
"Jodi, you're evil. Do you know that?"
She chuckled and rested her head against his chest.
"She probably won't let me near her," he complained.
"You'll get her; I'll help you," she said confidently. "Like I said, we've got all night. And Kyla has a magnificent body. I know; I've seen it."
"When?" he fired at her.
"Last year, at summer camp. We went skinny-dipping together. And all the time the only thing we talked about was men. That was a year ago so you can imagine how randy she must be now. I can tell you, if you have sex with her it'll be like nothing you've had before. She must be so tight ... "
She was right and it was a challenge. To be the first to take Kyla was; every boy's dream and here he had a golden opportunity.
"Mmmmmmmm! You smell nice, of bath oil and aftershave lotion," sighed Jodi.
"What time is Kyla coming?" he asked in a thick voice.
"I told her about eight. What's the time now?"
"Seven-thirty."
"Are you still mad at me, Shawn?"
"No, of course not." He planted a kiss on the top of her head.
"We'll probably have a few drinks and sit around talking," she said. "I wouldn't come on too strong if I were you, Shawn. I mean, you can't throw open your dressing gown in front of her and say, 'Look at this.' If you do, she'll turn and run. Just take things as they come and tonight you'll learn how to seduce a young woman."
"You don't have to give me a lecture, Jodi," he growled.
"I know that, silly. I only wanted to warn you. Kyla is shy and sensitive and you'll need to be careful. In fact," she studied her fingernails. "I don't even think she's on the pill so for Christ's sake don't make her pregnant."
"Shit. That's all I need. I don't know if it's such a good idea, Jodi."
"Well, it's too late now," she said in a huff.
"It's all been arranged and Kyla's coming."
She stood up and her filmy nighty clung to her body. "If you must know, I've been looking forward to tonight."
"What do you mean, Jodi?"
"Well, if you don't want Kyla, I do. There, I've said it and you can think what you like." She stamped from the room wanting to be by herself for a little while.
She's a lesbian as well, my own sister, Shawn grinned to himself. But he should have known that after seeing her up in the attic with Virginia. It promised to be a most interesting night.
The fire cast shadows around the room as the hungry flames curled around an old log. It had been a hot day but in the hills the nights were cold. Shawn felt the heat fan his face and he thought of the times he and Jodi had stood naked with their backs to the fire warming their bottoms when they were babies. It seemed like a million years ago.
The luminous face of his watch told him it was only a few minutes before eight. Maybe Kyla wouldn't come! She was a shy girl and she never talked very much, but Jodi would draw her out. No doubt Jodi would do many things before the night was done with. Jodi could get away with murder if she tried.
The sound of a car rolling into the drive and crunching over the heavy gravel brought him back from his reflections. Kyla had arrived. It had to be her because they weren't expecting anyone else. His heart started to pound and his mouth went dry. It was one thing making love to Jodi, but it was another thing doing it to a girl like Kyla. Damn Jodi. He wished she hadn't asked Kyla to come. Jodi was at the front door and he heard the undertone of voices, then tinkling laughter. It was too late now and he would have to go and meet her.
He made his way into the hall and stopped dead. Was this the timid Kyla he knew, standing there in a low-cut dress with her huge tits swelling and spilling from her dress! Her long blonde hair was brushed to spun gold and it cascaded over her bare shoulders and down her back. Her eyes were the only thing unchanged. They were still green like raging seas that had spilled across a thousand ocean floors. He was thunderstruck. She was absolutely beautiful. It didn't seem possible that she could still be a virgin.
"Hello, Shawn. Happy birthday." She came over to him and brushed her lips across his.
"Kyla," he said coming back to his senses. "I'm glad you were able to come."
"Isn't she lovely," gurgled Jodi taking his arm. "Come into the lounge, Kyla, and warm yourself." She hooked her other arm through hers. "Leave your bag of night things there." She caught Shawn's eye. "We'll put them away later."
"It's a lovely house," smiled Kyla.
"Yes, isn't it," said Shawn. "It's over a hundred years old."
"And this room is magnificent." Kyla stood in the door of the lounge admiring the paneled walls and the high ceiling. "And an open fire!" She rushed over to it and knelt in front of it.
"Where's the shy little mouse I knew?" Shawn whispered into Jodi's ear as they went to join Kyla.
"It's only an act to cover her nervousness, said Jodi knowingly. "You'll see."
They sat in a half-circle nursing drinks and making small talk but the air was electric. The magic was in the things unsaid and in the knowing looks they passed to each other. Their being alone in the big old house was a suggestion in itself.
"You'll sleep with me, Kyla," said Jodi, and she lounged on one elbow and half of one breast showed through the opening of her nightie. She made no attempt to hide it.
"I'm glad. I hate sleeping alone, Jodi. Would you mind if I changed into something more comfortable?"
"No, of course not. I'll show you the bedroom. Will you fix us fresh drinks, Shawn? We won't be long."
"Sure." He watched both of their small tight bottoms bouncing as they left the room and he went over to the bar to fix three long gin and tonics. He still couldn't get over the change in Kyla. It was like she was a different person. He poured generous portions of gin into the girls glasses because it was said that gin was great as a leg opener and it could help with Kyla.
The old log in the fire was burned right through and he prodded at it with a poker and buried it under a pile of coals while he waited for the girls. Jodi would be having the first look at Kyla now as she changed into her night clothes and it was anyone's guess what they'd be talking about. Maybe Jodi was preparing her for the onslaught! He gave a low laugh. That'd be Jodi.
"Did you fix those drinks?" cried Jodi coming back, and she stood to one side of the door as Kyla came in so Shawn would get an unobstructed view of her.
His eyes grew large when he saw her. She wore a Roman toga-type nightie that left one shoulder bare. The material was a thin black gauze that barely came down to her knees. It was like the nightie was glued to her luscious body for it showed every line and curve. Her breasts stuck out like primed torpedoes as she waltzed into the room. She turned around to say something to Jodi and he saw her nightie was pinched between her buttocks just where the ends of her long golden hair touched.
"It's a big bedroom, Jodi. Mine is much smaller," she said and went over to the fire. She took the glass that Shawn held out to her and she drank greedily. "Mmmmmm, that's just right, thank you."
He tore his eyes off her because it was making his cock stand up beneath his dressing gown and any moment it could burst free. She was absolutely ravishing. She was gorgeous, and she was a virgin. It was all too unbelievable.
"I wish I could wear clothes like you but I'm too small. I've hardly any figure at all," complained Jodi as Shawn handed her a drink. "Isn't that right, Shawn?"
"Huh? I'm sorry, I wasn't listening."
"I said isn't it a fact that I've hardly any figure at all," she repeated.
"How would he know?" gurgled Kyla.
"Oh, he knows. He's seen me in the raw enough to be able to say."
Kyla looked down at her feet and smiled to herself. She wanted to say something but she held it back because it wasn't the time or the place.
"And I've seen him, naked," Jodi said deliberately and sat down in a chair with her legs crossed.
"Absolutely naked?" Kyla looked over at Shawn, her face a blank.
"Absolutely." Jodi sipped her drink.
"Well, you know how it happens," shrugged Shawn feeling he had to explain. "We rush from room to room and we were brought up hardly to notice each other." Kyla's blank look worried him. What was going on in that head of hers?
"Sometimes I wish I had a brother," Kyla said. "For lots of reasons." And she finally looked away from Shawn.
"Gracious. It's nearly ten o'clock," Jodi burst out. "I didn't realize how late it was." She affected a yawn. "I guess it's nearly time to go to bed, isn't it?" She looked from Shawn to Kyla.
"But-" Shawn scowled at her.
"You're right, and I am tired," said Kyla. "I'll leave you to finish your drinks. Good night, Shawn."
"Good night, Kyla." He waited till she left the room and exploded. "What's your game, Jodi?"
"What do you mean'?" she asked innocently.
"You know what I'm getting at. You bring her from your bedroom in her nightie to show me, then you suggest she go to bed."
"What would you have had me suggest, Shawn?"
"But I'm not tired. I don't want to go to bed," he snapped.
"You know, Shawn. I wish my bedroom door closed properly but it doesn't." She got up from the chair. "Anyone standing near the door can see in and hear everything. Wouldn't it be awful if Kyla got all excited for a man or something and he was standing at the door, ready? Good night, Shawn." She went and kissed him on the mouth. "Now you must learn to be a little patient dear brother. Everything comes to those that wait."
He grinned and nodded furiously.
"I'll probably leave the little pink bedlight on all night. I switched the wall heater on above my bed and you know how hot my room can get. Most likely we'll both end up stripping our nighties off, Shawn," she flung over her shoulder as she tripped away.
"My dear sister, Jodi," he called after her. She had thought of everything. He would give them five minutes to settle down then he would go to her bedroom door and see what happened. The night was young and full of promise. Jodi hadn't let him down after all.
He finished his drink and washed the glass in the kitchen for something to do, then went to his room and took off his dressing gown. He still had jocks on and something told him not to take them off as he padded in the direction of Jodi's room. His bare feet sank soundlessly in the soft carpet as he moved along the hall and stopped at her door. It was half-open and he heard the two girls giggling as he looked through the crack near the hinges.
They were lying on their backs on the bed and their nighties were caught up around their waists, and he had his first view of Kyla's virgin cunt. She had a fuzz of golden hair around it. Her slit was long and rose up along her underbelly with two peach-colored fuck lips shamelessly exposed.
"Tell me honestly, Kyla," Jodi glanced at the open bedroom door. "Just between you and me, it'll be our secret. Is it true that no man has ever seen or touched you and you are still a virgin?"
Shawn listened intently with his eyes fastened on Kyla's fuck hole. It seemed ages before she answered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I'm still a virgin," said Kyla. "Jodi, I'm so hot. Would you mind terribly if I took my nightie off and laid here with nothing on?"
Shawn caught his breath as he watched her strip the thin nightie off, baring her enormous breasts that seemed to swell as he watched them. He saw now that her skin was olive and flawless and his prick swelled up hard inside his tight underpants.
"I'll do the same. After all, we're both girls," said Jodi laughing. "It is hot, isn't it."
Now they were both naked on the bed and Shawn feasted his eyes on them. Kyla's tit-cannons were pointed upward at the ceiling and they rose and fell as she breathed. She seemed perfectly at ease.
"I lost my virginity years ago," said Jodi. "I'm glad I did and I enjoy sex."
Kyla turned her head and looked at Jodi's small breasts, and her eyes drifted down to her shaven cunt and stayed there. Without any hair she was able to see all Jodi's slit and her hand moved like she was about to reach down and touch it but she didn't.
"Have you ever wanted to be fucked, Kyla?" Jodi asked blatantly.
"Yes, I have, lots of times." A spasm rippled through Kyla's thighs like she was imagining what it would be like to be taken.
Jodi turned on her side with her back to the door and without warning she put her open hand over one of Kyla's tits and closed it so her fingertips were around the nipple.
Kyla's eyes widened slightly but that was the only sign she gave that she knew Jodi's hand was there.
"I know men that would beg you to let them take you," Jodi cried out. "Yes, beg you, Kyla. It's no fun being a virgin. You can't go around with a sign hanging from your neck saying you're a virgin. Give in and let a man have you," Jodi wheedled.
"What man?" Kyla's wet mouth ovalled and she was interested.
"Any man, Kyla. They've all got beautiful cocks that glide into you." She lowered her hand, walking her fingers down Kyla's body. "Into cunts," she finished and her fingers circled around Kyla's love slit.
"No," Kyla pushed her hand away. "Men frighten me." She shuddered. "I'm sorry, Jodi, but I can't help it."
Jodi's eyes narrowed. Things weren't going quite as she had planned. The only way to get Kyla excited was by touching her. Her thoughts raced. Maybe there was some other way.
Shawn stood in the hall weighing his straining cock in his hand with his underpants off and in a ball behind him. He could barely hold himself back from barging into the room and leaping on top of Kyla. That's what she needed. Couldn't Jodi see that? But then, if she resisted him it could turn ugly and he'd be in big trouble.
"I'm going to tell you a secret," Jodi started. "It's about me and Shawn, Kyla."
"No-I don't want to know." Kyla flung her head to one side like she already knew what Jodi was going to say.
"I'm going to tell you anyway," Jodi smarted. "Shawn is my lover. He has fucked me. Turn your head and look at me, Kyla."
"I won't. I don't want to hear."
"Shawn has a beautiful long hard prick, Kyla. It's curved and it has a large prick head that you can feel inching into your cunt, all the way."
"No Jodi don't." Kyla started to writheand her body spasmed beyond control.
"This morning I shaved his lovely hard cock all over and his balls are as soft as your tits," Jodi said harshly. "They are big balls and when he fucks you they swing up and down against your tiny bumhole."
"Noooooo," Kyla let out a moan and her legs thrashed.
Shawn stared through the crack and smiled. It wouldn't be long now. Jodi had her where she wanted her and she was breaking her down.
"Let him take you, Kyla. Let Shawn fuck you and rip away your stupid virginity. Let him, Kyla, now," and she sat up and pulled Kyla's legs wide open.
It was his cue and Shawn stepped into the room and stood there with his prick iron-hard standing out in front of him.
"Oh, my God," screamed Kyla as she caught sight of him and tried to cover herself up.
"No, Kyla, it's too late," shouted Jodi. "He's going to take you and I'm going to help him. Come on, Shawn, she's ready for you," she snorted.
He lumbered over to the bed and walked around to where Kyla was and let her look long and hard at his jerking weapon. She was trembling all over and her tits jumped up and down and smacked against her chest.
"You can't. I won't let you. Both of you are mad," cried Kyla, forcing herself back into the mattress. She watched Jodi moving to her feet and stretching open her legs and holding them up for Shawn and to get a good look at her cunt like she was some prize animal, and she felt sick.
"Look, Shawn. Look. Isn't it a nice one? It's tight like I said it was and it's never been fucked before." Crudely she nodded for Shawn to pull Kyla's slit open so they could both look.
"You're sick," screamed Kyla, knowing they weren't listening to her.
"Get between her legs, Shawn. I want to watch you take her," hissed Jodi, still holding Kyla's legs high and wide open.
He did as Jodi said and scrambled between Kyla's legs and with his buttocks high in the air he let Jodi take hold of his prick and guide it to Kyla's slit.
"You'll have to drive it in hard," Jodi told him.
He felt the hot cunt lips in front of his fuck pole and they were parted by Jodi. Now all he had to do was plunge forward into the girl.
Kyla's huge eyes begged him not to. Her mouth opened and closed silently as her worst fears were about to be realized. She was going to be screwed. No, the truth was more than that. She was going to be raped. That was what was going to happen and she was helpless and could do absolutely nothing about it.
Shawn spread his muscular legs apart between Kyla's thighs and he saw Kyla close her eyes in resignation as his long, sinuous cock drew back, stopped, waited, and then in an almighty surge drove forward into her throbbing cunt lips.
"Yeeeooowwww, nnnooo, nnnnnnoooooo," Kyla howled and tried to sit up.
"You're in her now, don't stop, Shawn. Drive in all the way," coaxed Jodi, bending behind his heaving buttocks so she could watch his mighty prick boring in to take Kyla's virginity away.
"Shit, she's tight," he hollered. To stop her writhing, he pushed her back on the bed and caught hold of her big soft tits. His fingers sank into them as he drew his cock back, nearly out of her, ready for the final onslaught.
"Fuck her good," Jodi hissed, "then she's mine."
"She's like a baby doll," Shawn mumbled.
"Take no notice of that. She'll fuck like a woman when you've finished with her," Jodi gurgled. "I know, that's how it was with me."
He heard Kyla groan as his thick cock swelled just inside the mouth of her cunt. He shuddered and his hips readied and he drove his prick forward like a battering ram as Kyla started to scream louder and louder like she was being butchered. He felt his cock head tear through the membrane of her virginity and he kept on going until his balls were hard up against her fluff-covered fuck hole.
"She's bleeding. You've taken her virginity," cried Jodi. "Now fuck the bitch and open her up so she can enjoy it."
Kyla heard Jodi's jubilant cry like it was miles away as Shawn's sticky pole rushed in and out of her. When would it end, was the only thing she could think of.
"I want to come," grimaced Shawn and remembered just in time that she wasn't on the pill- and like lightning he withdrew his prick. He started firing off the second his fuck head came out of her fur-burger and his spunk shot up over her belly and huge blobs splattered over her quivering breasts. His prick kept firing and he saw Kyla staring with disgust as his cream sprayed over her.
"You dirty pig," she hissed not moving. She saw his prick going limp and shrinking, crooked like a water tap. It was over now and she felt like a slut that would never feel clean again.
Jodi sat on the edge of the bed smirking at Kyla. Why should she feel any different? Now they were both the same. Of course, Kyla was prettier but her cunt didn't look any different from any other cunt that had just been screwed. And after all, wasn't that the only thing men were really interested in?
"I want to go home now," Kyla said in a small voice, still not moving ...
"No you don't," smiled Jodi. "Before you go you're going to accept what's happened and not cause any trouble. It isn't as bad as you think. You're still in one piece. I'll take you into the bathroom and clean you up. Shawn, leave us alone for a little while. You can come back later."
"I raped her, didn't I!" he said slowly.
"No, of course you didn't. You don't understand women, Shawn. Now go. Everything is going to be all right." She pushed him out of the room.
"I feel dirty," Kyla wailed getting off the bed.
"Of course you do, but I'll make you feel better." Jodi went and put her arms around her. "It had to happen, darling. Come along now to the bathroom. With nice hot water and some body cream you won't know yourself."
"You wanted it to happen," Kyla snivelled. "You let it happen to me." She burst out crying.
"Get a hold on yourself and don't be such a baby," Jodi shouted. "At least Shawn didn't make you pregnant. Look, it's all over you."
Kyla studied the white spunk running down her body and gave an involuntary shudder.
"Into the bathroom," insisted Jodi. "We'll soon fix that."
Shawn went into his own room and slowly came to his senses. He had done a terrible thing to Kyla and he looked down at his shriveled cock almost with hatred. It wasn't the same as fucking Jodi. Kyla was different and she could be dangerous if she talked. He could go to prison for what he had done. It shook him up. He had to go to her and tell her that he was sorry. He'd try and reason with her. It was all he could do. He put on a fresh pair of jocks and his dressing gown. It was a farce trying to look respectable now but seeing him naked might plunge her further into shock. They should be out of the bathroom and back in Jodi's room, he decided, and went to find out.
It seemed a long way from his room to Jodi's because his thoughts were in a whirl but he heard their voices and they were low and calm and he felt easier as he turned in at Jodi's door. He didn't know how he was going to start and he felt for the light switch near the door because the bedside light was off. As he thumbed it and the room was flooded with light he got the shock of his life. The two girls were on the bed and they were still naked. Jodi was kneeling lengthways across Kyla's body with her head buried between the girl's legs and she was eating Kyla's pussy with noisy smacking noises. Her legs were spread over Kyla's face and still opening as she lowered herself down to be sucked.
He stood there feeling silly as Jodi glanced up and smiled at him.
"It's all right. You can come in, Shawn, but only to watch." She bent her head and went right on sucking Kyla like nothing had happened.
Kyla let out little mewling sounds and her long legs closed around Jodi's head as her buttocks slowly lifted, enabling her to press her sore cunt against Jodi's searching tongue.
He watched them amazed, more so at Kyla who lay with her eyes half-closed and her tongue lazily washing around Jodi's hairless cunt. He saw her long tongue lapping and diving in and out of Jodi's cunt like it was the most natural thing in the world to do.
"I don't understand," he whispered.
"It's simple really," said Jodi between biting and sucking Kyla's creamy slit. "Kyla's never been touched by a man before, but she's been touched by plenty of women. You see, she's a natural lesbian. That's why she wanted to come and stay here tonight. She thought only I was interested in her and she wanted me to take her."
"Oh, I see," he said bitterly. "Then you don't need me anymore?" He started to go away.
"Don't be silly. Stay. I want Kyla to watch you fucking me." Jodi lifted her head and there was a ring of spunk around her lips. "I told her that way she might come to want a man. Now get those jocks off and let me see your cock get hard again," she grinned.
He brightened up and the thought of fucking Jodi in front of Kyla appealed to him. There was still the little matter of fucking Jodi's ass he reminded himself. He hadn't forgotten about it even if she had, and Kyla might just enjoy hearing Jodi screaming and wailing for a change.
"Take a look, Kyla," Jodi said quietly as she climbed up off her. "He has a magnificent prick, he really has. Look at his huge balls."
Kyla sat up and looked. She stared at his meaty fuckpole, remembering that not so long ago it had been wedged tightly in her snatch. Absently her fingers went down and rubbed her quim like she could still feel him rammed up hard inside of it.
"Does he, does he fuck you often, Jodi?" Kyla asked in a tiny voice.
"No. Today I let him have his way and he took me a few times. Now we've gone this far he'll probably take me often," she said lightly.
He felt their eyes going over him and he dropped his hand and crudely wrapped it around his prick so Kyla could see how long and how fat it was and he had the pleasure of seeing her blush crimson.
"Are you sure you don't want him to fuck you, Kyla?" Jodi's voice was low and calm and measured and she watched Kyla intently.
"It's so big," Kyla said in a hushed voice as she felt a strange stirring in the bottom of her stomach.
"Come closer, Shawn," Jodi beckoned. "Let her touch it. Let her hold it in her hand, and then she might let you put it between her lovely legs again."
He did as she said and moved against the side of the bed and took Kyla's hand. He squeezed it around his prick and showed her how to masturbate it.
"It's ugly, but, I don't know. I guess it's kind of nice," said Kyla looking up at him.
"Let me take you again," he whispered.
"I don't know. You hurt me so much."
"I won't this time, I promise."
"But you might." She lay back on the bed and opened her legs wanting him to do it without her saying so, but he didn't move. She spread her legs wide but still he stayed there.
"Hell, Shawn," Jodi exploded. "Can't you see she's telling you to get on top of her?"
Kyla's legs lifted up in the air and spread wide open, and she turned her head away, feeling a little cheap at offering herself like that.
He climbed between her scissoring thighs and stroked her moist pussy with his fingers.
"Oooohhhh!" she moaned.
He lay on top of her and mouthed her enormous nipples as he fitted his prick into her gaping quim.
"Just gently," Jodi warned and fingered herself in front of him to get him up as hard as possible..
"Aaaggghhh!" Kyla closed her eyes tight. "That's nice, Shawn. Oh my God, that's beautiful. For Christsake, Shawn, fuck me. I mean it you bastard. I want you to screw hell out of me," she screamed out and her legs went around his waist, locking him tight up against her as her hips rolled and heaved to get all the cock he could give her.
A knowing smile crept over Jodi's face. That was how it had been with her once she had tasted prick. Afterward you sure as hell couldn't get enough of it. Kyla would get her share tonight, they'd both see to that.
CHAPTER NINE
"Don't blow your spunk inside of me, Shawn," Kyla smiled up at him. His prick felt good gliding in and out of her cunt and now she realized what it was that had been missing in her life.
"Do you forgive me for before," he asked quietly and bent his head and kissed her, not missing a stroke as his cock went a little deeper.
"I forgive you, Shawn. Of course I do. You've woken up feelings inside of me that I didn't even know were there."
He drew out of her and wriggled backward so he could go down on her cunt like Jodi had. She had a young, unspoiled slit with silver cum dribbling out of it and he closed his mouth over it so as not to lose a single drop. Now his tongue went to work, licking up and down her fuck lips and sucking them into his mouth.
"It's nice having a man do it, isn't it, Kyla?" laughed Jodi. "And I'll tell you something else. It's nice having a man's cock in your mouth. You must try it tonight. You can't go home until you've tasted spunk shooting from an iron-hard prick," she cried savagely.
"I-I don't know," Kyla wilted and then her body convulsed as Shawn sucked her clit into his mouth and started to gently gnaw at it.
"There's so much a man can do, Kyla. You've got such a sweet, tender little tail. Don't think Shawn hasn't noticed it, and he loves tight little bottoms," she giggled.
Kyla blanched. Did men really do that? It wasn't possible. How could such a big prick fit into such a ridiculously tight little hole? It simply wasn't possible. Still, there was a nagging fear. Shawn might just try it ...
Shawn humped her hard and felt her cunt sucking his fuck stick like a mouth. This time he would pull out of her in plenty of time and maybe he'd milk his prick off all over her huge tits so he could watch his juice running into the dark chasm between them. He looked into her green eyes wanting to tell her that's what he'd like to do but he couldn't come out and say it.
"Save some for me, Shawn," Jodi cried impatiently. "You can finish off in my cunt if you like."
He wasn't listening to her. He was watching Kyla's mouth slowly opening, saying she would let him finish off between her wet lips. He knew instinctively that was what she wanted even though she didn't say a word. He pulled his prick out of her and inched up over her body.
"What are you doing, Shawn?" howled Jodi.
He took his prick in his hand and bent it down and layover her face with her nose squeezed into his navel. Her mouth closed around his prick and started nibbling and sucking.
"What about me?" Jodi wailed and rubbed her cunt with her fingers as she watched Kyla sucking her brother off.
"I'm cuming, Kyla. I'm cuuummmiiinnngg," he tried to warn her as his spunk flooded from his prick into her mouth. He heard her gasp as his hand shot down to milk his prick dry, and as he pulled at his cock his spunk spilled from the corners of her mouth and down her neck.
"Ugh," she spat and tried to push his prick from her mouth with her tongue as his claggy spunk ran down the back of her throat, choking her.
He sat back on her tits and his prick sprang from her mouth. He couldn't believe that such a divine creature had just completely sucked him off but the evidence was all around her face.
"Did I do it right, Shawn?" she managed to say at last.
"You did it just fine," he said, proud of her, and felt her nipple tickling his asshole like it was trying to get up into him.
"It isn't fair," Jodi grumbled as she looked at them both. "You're having all the fun. What about me?"
"But you can have him any time, darling," Kyla said in a cold voice. "After all, he is your brother." She smiled warmly at Shawn as she wiped her mouth with her fingers.
"I can only have him when his prick is hard," snapped Jodi. "It's useless now that you've emptied it."
"But I thought you said I should try sucking him off tonight," Kyla said innocently.
"Yes," Jodi snapped. "I also said he liked nice tight little asses. You do, don't you Shawn? She has such a cute ass, and don't pretend you haven't noticed."
"I wouldn't do it to her. You said yourself that she had had enough, Jodi." He frowned at her. She had a sadistic streak in her that he didn't like.
"But you did it to me, both you and Edward," she smarted.
"That was different. You asked for it."
"I don't know what all the fuss is about but don't you think you should ask me?" Kyla sat up on the bed, swishing her long hair around her shoulders.
"No," Shawn said resolutely.
"Oh, go on, Shawn. She might even like it," Jodi urged. "It's a beautiful shit hole right in the middle of her ass crack. "I know I licked it," she laughed.
"Does it hurt very much, Shawn?" asked Kyla in almost a whisper.
"Yes, it hurts a lot," he told her.
"Not if you rub lots of Vaseline or grease around your cock and her asshole first" Jodi butted in. "Do that and your prick will glide up her as easily as if it were her hot little cunt."
"You want to see me hurt her again and I won't," snarled Shawn and he caught hold of her and bent her over the bed. "I'll show you how it's done and when Jodi screams you'll know how much it hurts, Kyla," he cried out
"No, don't," shouted Jodi. "I was only kidding. It does hurt, Kyla, it hurts like hell. Let me go Shawn."
He didn't. He held her down with her bottom up in the air and his stiffening prick opened up her ass crack.
"Don't you dare," Jodi bawled.
His prick was as hard as a length of steel pipe and he didn't waste time easing it into her puckering shit hole. He half-leaned back and then drove forward and the mushroom head of his dick stabbed into her asshole and kept on going in as he gripped her waist, pulling her back against him.
"Yeeeooowww. Nnnoooooo. Aaaaaagggggghhhhh. I can't take any more of it, Shawn."
Kyla's eyes were laughing and she jumped from the bed and went to have a closer look at Jodi getting her asshole fucked. She watched fascinated as Shawn's bulging prick slowly disappeared into the girl's shit hole.
"Oooooohhhhhh, you'll split it, you pig," she cursed.
"But you said it wouldn't hurt, Jodi," laughed Kyla as she saw Shawn's balls flattened up against Jodi's cunt arid rubbing around in the cum oozing out of her.
He started to ride her asshole, hoping he could get up enough spunk to blow into her, and he moved his belly back so Kyla could see his chocolate-coated prick gliding in and out.
He felt sorry for her and let his prick slurp out of her, but he still held her bent over so Kyla could get a good hard look at her stretched shit hole before he let her go.
She straightened up and turned around and gave Kyla a thunderous look like it was all her fault. It was the second time her ass had received such treatment and she felt like howling.
"I only let you go because you begged me," he said rubbing salt into the wound. "Next time I'll go all the way."
"Pig," she hissed under her breath.
Kyla giggled. "Don't you think it's time we all went to bed and got some sleep. It's after midnight you know."
It was a sobering thought and they quieted down.
"Us two in here and you in your room, Shawn. Your birthday is officially over," said Jodi, looking at her watch. She kissed him on the cheek.
"No, let him stay," Kyla said impulsively. "We can all cuddle up together. Please, Jodi. I've never slept with a man before."
"But the bed isn't big enough," Jodi snapped.
"Then why not pull the bedding on the floor?" Kyla went over to Jodi and put her arm around her waist.
"Oh, I suppose so," Jodi gave in. "I know what's going to happen, though, none of us is going to get any sleep. He's as randy as a ram."
They dragged the covers from the bed and spread them into a heap and put out the light.
"Shawn, you sleep in the middle," ordered Jodi. "Between us, and if you give her a poke, then you give me one as well."
They climbed into the shambles, touching each other and fooling around.
"I ache all over but in the most delicious way," Kyla said in the darkness and felt Shawn's fingers fumbling between her legs. She opened them just wide enough for him to feel her cunt.
"I just ache," grumbled Jodi and put her hand out to hold on to Shawn's limp prick.
Shawn sank his fingers into Kyla's honeypot, wishing she had been on the pill so he could have spunked inside of her. It would have felt good seeing it run down the insides of her legs. Try as he would he couldn't stop thinking about her and worst of all, he'd never be able to boast that he had torn her virginity away. It wouldn't be fair to tell anyone about that.
"What are you thinking?" asked Jodi to no one in particular ...
"Fucking," grinned Shawn.
"Having been fucked," sighed Kyla.
"Me, I'm thinking of how I never got fucked," grumbled Jodi. "Just my rotten luck."
They laughed. It was the way she said it, as if fucking was the same as eating and if you didn't you went hungry.
Shawn's probing fingers sent shivers through Kyla, and she thought of Jodi bent over and getting it in the ass, and it made her want Shawn on top of her. It was incredible how much Jodi's shit hole had stretched. It had grown nearly as big as her cunt and she wondered how it felt to have a huge prick like that. It had to hurt! Even so, it had to be tried to find out, she shivered.
"I can't sleep," groaned Shawn.
"Then have a cold shower and go to your own room," said Jodi promptly.
"I don't want to."
"Then close your eyes. You're not going to fuck either of us if that's what you're thinking," sniffed Jodi, knowing he wanted Kyla again.
"Spoil sport," he said knowing what she was thinking.
"I can't sleep either," gurgled Kyla.
"Hell." Jodi flung the covers off her and saw Shawn's fingers snatch away from Kyla's cunt. The lousy bastard had been touching her up. Small wonder the bitch still wanted it.
"Are we going to have another fucking session?" grinned Shawn. "I'm ready." He displayed his cock.
"Shawn, if you haven't had enough sex, then there must be something wrong with you. You've been at it all day and your prick must be raw. It's a wonder there's any meat left on it," Jodi said dryly.
She was right. He still felt unfulfilled and the novelty of straight fucking no longer excited him. It was like a hypnotic force was keeping him going bringing up his prick whenever it was needed. Even now he lusted for cunt, though he had taken both Jodi and Kyla in every possible way.
"Enough is enough," she scolded, "and you must go to sleep," Jodi insisted and ordered them to get down the bed and cover themselves up. She saw an impish twinkle in Kyla's eyes and knew they had started a sexual drive in her that was unquenchable.
Shawn curled up his legs with Kyla's ass in his lap and his prick hardened enough to prod into her ass crack. He put his arm around her and tweaked her nipples as his prick glided into the crack of her ass to touch her quivering bum hole.
"Leave her alone," Jodi warned, feeling him wriggling around.
"I wasn't doing a thing," he mumbled, and bit the lobe of Kyla's ear.
"Ouch," she cried.
"What's that?" cried Jodi, sitting bolt upright.
"Only me. I said ouch," giggled Kyla.
"No, I didn't mean that. I heard something else like the sound of muffled voices."
"I didn't hear a thing," said Shawn playing with Kyla's clit. He knew if he massaged it long enough she would need to have him again.
Jodi fell back and folded her arms under her head.
"I want you, Kyla," Shawn whispered into her ear. "Do you want me?"
"No." Her voice trembled.
"Liar, you know you do. Lie on your back or I'll take you from behind."
"Don't you dare."
"Oh shut up," exploded Jodi. "I'm trying to listen. I know I heard voices."
"It's a guilty conscience," said Shawn smugly. "Or maybe it's a burglar. Go and have a look."
Somewhere in the house a door slammed and a voice cursed.
"Maybe it's Edward," said Shawn, starting to shake.
"He wouldn't break in. I locked all the doors," Jodi mumbled.
The sound of heavy footsteps made them hold their breaths and then the bedroom door swung in and the light blazed on.
"Daddy!" The color drained from Jodi's face as she blinked her eyes against the harsh light.
"Shit, no," said Shawn without thinking. He stared at his father standing grim-faced in the doorway.
"What's going on here?" he shouted at them.
Kyla's eyes were as big as saucers and she didn't even think to cover her bare, pendulous breasts as she sat up.
"I thought I could at least trust you, Jodi, while I was away." He stamped into the room.
He was tall and very distinguished-looking with grey hair at the temples. His eyes were blue and he had a long straight nose that flared around the nostrils. His mouth was unsmiling.
"Is anything wrong?" asked a woman coming in behind him.
"Mother," Jodi howled and wanted to hide herself.
"Look at them, Jill. All together on the floor with not a stitch on. It's obvious what they were doing."
"Now, John, calm down. There's probably some good reason for this," she tried to sooth him. "There is, isn't there, Jodi?" she asked hopefully.
She was slim and young-looking. Her hair was long and curled around her oval face. There was a glint in her grey eyes and laugh lines around her mouth.
"Good reason you say! I know the reason," he blasted. "They are all down there in the sheets having one hell of a fuck session. That's what they're doing." He looked at Kyla and his stern face relaxed and his mouth twitched into a smile as his eyes ran over her.
CHAPTER TEN
Jodi saw her father staring at Kyla and it flashed through her thoughts that he was interested in her. And then she remembered all the sex aids they had found in his room, the books and films, the blow-up doll, and the big wooden cock. Of course he was interested in Ky la ...
"That's an awful thing to say, John, of your own children," sighed Jill as her eyes went to Shawn, to his big broad shoulders, noticing that he was all grown-up. It was strange how she had hardly noticed before.
"Get out of that bed," cried John. "All of you. Jump to it," he snapped.
They got up looking sheepish and hung their heads.
"I ought to thrash the living daylights out of you," he shouted.
"Yes, you should, John," cried Jill with her eyes fixed on Shawn's cock. Even shriveled up it was still big, she thought, and it sent a thrill through her to look at him.
"You have to be punished," growled John turning to Jodi.
"Yes, Daddy," She stood with her legs slightly apart and her back straight, thrusting out her small breasts at him.
"You can take Shawn to our room, Jill, and attend to him while I take care of these two," he said in a strange voice.
"Of course. Come along with me, Shawn," she cried out, "You and I are going to have a long, long talk." She gently shut the door behind her as she ushered him from the room.
"I know we've all been very naughty, Daddy, but maybe I can explain," started Jodi as soon as her mother and Shawn left. She watched him, fascinated, as he started to unbuckle the heavy leather belt around his waist.
"You can spare me the details, Jodi. I can guess what's been going on. What's your name?" he fired at Kyla.
"It's Kyla, sir," she gasped.
"Well, Kyla, I don't know what to do with you as you're not my child, but you're just as involved as they are. I could phone your parents and tell them to come over and let them know what you've been up to."
"Oh, no, sir. Please don't. You can punish me any way you see fit, but don't tell my parents," she begged.
"Very well." He held his trouser belt loose in his hand and he folded it in two.
"Are you going to thrash us, Daddy?" Jodi blanched.
"I might." He smacked the belt against the palm of his hand. "I think I should. You can both bend over the bed. Hurry up now."
They started to whimper but did as they were told and bent over the low bed with their bottoms facing him. Jodi dared to look back over her shoulder and saw an expression on her father's face that she had never seen before. His eyes were filled with lust and his thick red lips were tight together as he came toward them, lifting the arm that was holding the strap.
There was the stinging smack of leather hitting bare flesh and Jodi screamed as the belt wrapped around her bare buttocks. The belt whistled back and flew through the air with a rush and wound itself around her smarting ass cheeks.
"Aaaggghhh," she cried out in pain.
"Don't you dare move, Jodi. Stay bent over," he commanded and gave her bottom another lick of the strap.
She hopped up and down feeling like her ass was on fire as the strap descended again and again.
"You can get up and stand lover there, Jodi," he ordered, and made her move to the side of Kyla. "Now it's your turn young lady. Have you ever been thrashed before?"
"No, sir, never," she whimpered.
Jodi saw her father smile and lift his arm and she watched the heavy belt whistle through the air and come down hard across Kyla's backside.
"Ooohhhh," Kyla moaned.
There was a single red welt across Kyla's bottom. The strap raised and fell and there was another welt, and then another crisscrossing the others.
"Yeeeooowww," how led Kyla and burst out crying.
Jodi watched the skin of Kyla's ass go scarlet and puffy as her father kept on belting her like he was never going to stop.
"There, you dirty little bitch. That'll teach you a lesson," he finally snarled and threw his belt across the room. "Now stand up."
Kyla faced him feeling ashamed. Her bottom throbbed and tingled from the thrashing he had given her.
"I'm sorry for what we did," Jodi said in a small voice.
"No you're not," he roared at her. "You're a cheap little slut," and he brought back his hand and struck her hard across her face.
She reeled backward. She had never known him to get this mad before and she was seeing a side of him that she didn't know existed. He was cruel and sadistic. That was probably why she had the same streak in her.
"You." He flung his finger imperiously at Kyla. "Tell me exactly what happened, and I'm warning you, if you tell me a single lie, I'll thrash you till you can't walk." He stood with his fists on his hips glaring at her.
"Everything?" she asked with a gulp.
"Yes," he bellowed.
"Well, I arrived here at a few minutes past eight tonight because Jodi had asked me to come and stay as it was Shawn's birthday," she began.
He listened in silence as she told him her story, even about the fact that she had been a virgin before Shawn took her and how Jodi had helped him get into her. How Jodi had held her down and said before the night was done she'd have Shawn's cock up her ass.
"It wasn't like that," Jodi screamed, and then went quiet as his cold eyes looked at her.
Kyla finished and stood rubbing her smarting bottom.
"And that's all?" he asked.
"Yes, sir. Then you and Mrs. Addison came in and caught us," Kyla tailed off.
"Jodi," he looked daggers at her. "Get back over the bed."
"No, daddy, no," she wailed.
"Do as I say," he roared.
"Yes, daddy." She knew she was in for the beating of a lifetime and smug little Kyla would watch and drool as her bottom colored up. She reluctantly went and bent over the bed. She waited and the waiting was a torment.
"Bend with your feet apart with your legs open," he snapped.
She did as she was told and felt the skin of her bottom tighten like a drum and knew his belt was going to hurt like hell now.
The leather belt hummed through the air gathering speed and came thrashing down.
"Aaaggghhh!"
Again.
"Yeeeooowww!"
Again and again and again.
"Oooooaaaagggghhhh!" she bellowed and her tears ran down her face. She heard Kyla giggle and she gritted her teeth knowing she was having a good look at her thrashed bottom.
The belt snaked through the air whistling all the way to smack and curl harder than ever and Jodi let out a long piercing scream and to her shame she found her cunt was opening up and a thin stream of golden piss streamed out of her.
"You dirty, good for nothing, cock-sucking little whore," he shouted as his arm went up and down with his belt drubbing her crimson buttocks.
"She's pissing herself," Kyla chortled.
Jodi heard her and hated her. It was all her fault she was getting another thrashing and, try as she did, she couldn't stop the golden waterfall until there was no more left in her to come.
"Now get up, you slut," he shouted at her.
She staggered to her feet and glared at him.
"If you want more, then I can give it to you," he snorted and shook the strap in her face ...
"I don't care if you do," she hollered. "I saw the way you looked at Kyla and I've seen all the things in your room like the wooden cock you use on mummy," she burst out.
He looked at her without saying a word.
"You're a pervert," .she yelled. "You've enjoyed humiliating us, thrashing us." She stuck her chin out cheekily, determined to have her say. "And I wonder what mummy is doing in her room with Shawn who's got nothing on and is still as randy as hell. I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he wasn't fucking her," she garbled and stopped. She hadn't realized what she was saying.
"You're quite right," he said after a few seconds of silence. "I have enjoyed thrashing you two girls but what you don't realize is that I could have the both of you put in an institution if I wanted to. Yes, locked away for your own good. I still might do that if you give me any more trouble."
"Oh, no, please don't," wailed Kyla.
He looked at her, at her jutting tits and her blonde-framed slit, then back to Jodi with her miniscule tits and her shaven cunt. They had no choice but to do as he told them, whatever he wanted, they couldn't say no.
"He won't put us in an institution, Kyla. Can't you see the way he's looking us over," sniggered Jodi. "He's going to fuck us. Oh yes, he is, and probably lots more than that." She rubbed her stinging bottom. "He can hardly take his eyes off you, Kyla. He'll be up your hole like a rat up a drainpipe," she said, giving her father a long, searching look.
"No," Kyla whispered.
"Oh yes," Jodi sniggered. "Don't you think he had a nice long look at your goodies while you were bent over tasting his strap. He looked right into you."
"I don't care," Kyla said hotly. "At least I didn't piss myself with fright like you did. You're disgusting, Jodi."
"Quiet the both of you," he roared.
"What Jodi said isn't true, is it?" Kyla asked in a shaking voice.
"What do you mean?" He turned his head and looked at her.
"That-that you are going to-"
"Going to what, girl?" he pressed.
"Going to fuck us," she came out with it.
"Fuck you both? And one of you my very own daughter!" he said in a low voice without any expression on his face.
Kyla let out a sigh of relief and gave Jodi a look of scorn. Of course he wouldn't touch them. He had a right to punish them, and he had, and it was all over and done with now. They could go back to bed and tomorrow she would go home and the incident would be forgotten.
"Jodi is a guttersnipe," he said slowly. "She's always been a problem and one day she'll probably end up in a bawdy house or selling herself on some street corner because she is no good," he said to Kyla. "She's a bad seed and nothing I can do will change that. She has seduced her own brother and she is trying to seduce me. Look at her."
Jodi stood tall with her back like a ramrod. Her mound of Venus was puffy from being fucked and her tits were hard with their nipples standing erect and excited. Her red mouth was wet and her pink tongue stabbed in and out between her lips, constantly moistening them.
"She is already a whore and the only difference between her and a hooker is that she doesn't charge for the use of her body, but one day she'll get around to it," he said, stripping bare her soul.
"And you, father, are a bastard," she said in return. "You are a middle-aged voyeur with a predilection for young girls. Kyla will find out that what I said is true, when you have your bloated cock rammed deep inside her fuck hole."
"Don't talk to your father like that," cried Kyla horrified. "You're wicked, Jodi. I can see that now."
"Am I? Then look at the bulge in daddy's pants. Already he's got a hard-on," Jodi sniggered.
"I see you haven't been punished enough," he rasped. "Now both of you can get along to my room."
"Your room, daddy? Where all your sex aides are?" Jodi trilled.
He gave her a stinging slap across her ass with his hand and his face darkened.
"It's no use, daddy. I know you for what you are. I can read you like a book," she cried. "You're not the first grown man I've tangled with. There's been plenty of them. I've had more men fuck me than you've had hot dinners," she flung at him.
"Get to my room," he boomed and descended on her and she turned and ran. "And you, Kyla," he caught hold of her arm and his knuckles dug hard into her breast.
"Yes, sir, I'm going," she wailed.
He slapped Kyla's ass all along the hall until she turned into his bedroom and stood frozen in the door, not believing her eyes.
"Get in," he snarled, then grinned, as he saw what she was looking at.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The curtains in the bedroom were drawn and the room was in semidarkness but there was enough light to see Shawn standing close to the bed with his legs wide apart. His prick stood out like a battering ram, long and hard and curved. In front of Shawn knelt his mother, wearing only a skimpy pair of panties through which the curve of her buttocks showed. She was about to take her son's prick into her wide-open mouth as they all burst in. Her head whirled around and a look of panic froze her small face.
"Jill, I've brought the two girls with me," said John, pushing them into the room. "I've punished them. They've both been soundly thrashed," he said like he didn't see Shawn about to plunge his prick into her mouth.
Jill came to her feet and turned around and her tits were upward like sky rockets. Her dark nipples were little cocks in the middle of her smooth hard orbs. She nodded at her husband and smiled gently at Kyla with her hand up against her mouth stifling a cry.
"Didn't I say my dear brother Shawn was probably giving it to mummy?" said Jodi smugly as she stalked into the room.
"I've already punished Shawn," cried Jodi. "She gave Jodi a savage look. "He told me all the awful things you did to him."
"Me, did to him?" Jodi exploded.
"You shaved him bare, look. Don't deny it. You're a bad girl. Didn't you shave him?"
"Yes, but-"
"You needn't say any more," snapped Jill. "I hope your father whipped you soundly."
"I did," he roared. "She won't be able to sit down for a week. What are you standing at the door for, Kyla. Get in here," he ranted at her.
"Well, John!" Jill stood close to him. "Now that they've all been punished, I think we should take the opportunity to teach them properly all about sex, don't you?"
"My own thoughts entirely," he smiled down at her. "I think they've all got a lot to learn." He looked over at Kyla with her back against the closed door. She looked lovely with her uncombed hair straggling over her shoulders and the animal look of fear in her lush green eyes.
"I had to tell mummy," Shawn said to Jodi, going over to her. "She understands. Everything is all right." He put his arms around her neck and kissed her.
"You're such a beast, Shawn. You didn't have to tell." She rested her head against his chest. "And Kyla told daddy what we did and I wet myself and-"
"Ssshhh!" he hushed her. "This is a new beginning and we don't have to hide things anymore. Look at mummy. Hasn't she a divine body? She's going to let me fuck her, Jodi. She said I could."
"And me?" she asked in a small voice.
"Don't worry. Mummy said daddy would take care of you. She said he's been waiting for you to grow up and now you are ready for him," he chuckled.
John started to pull off his shirt, his eyes still glued to Kyla, and then he fumbled with his trousers and let them drop and stepped out of them. For a second he stood only in his undershirt and his underpants, looking the girl over, and then he pulled his undershirt over his head and went over to her.
"Jodi was telling the truth," whispered Kyla.
"It isn't too late, you can go home," he grinned and touched her golden hair, wrapping it around his hand and tugging it.
"Shawn, come over to the bed," intoned Jill and without any fuss she slipped her panties down and stepped out of them. She stood poised on the tip of her toes and then sauntered over to the bed and threw herself onto it and waited for him.
"I can't go home at this hour," gulped Kyla. "My parents would want to know what's wrong. I'd get into big trouble."
He dropped his hand to her shoulder and smiled into her eyes.
"You want to take me, don't you?" she said.
"Yes, Kyla, I do."
"It doesn't seem right. I mean, with Shawn, he's about the same age as me. You're much older."
"That doesn't matter." He dropped both hands to her breasts and cupped them and they were big and full.
"But your daughter, Jodi," she said feebly.
"I'll take care of her afterward," he promised, and he took hold of her hand and led her over to the double bed where Shawn was spread eagled over Jill and about to go into her.
"But your wife," protested Kyla holding back.
"She'll enjoy seeing me take you, Kyla."
Jodi watched her father pull Kyla onto the bed and push her down on her back. She saw him ease her legs open and admire her slit and she wished it was she who was there about to be screwed as he eased down his underpants.
"Holy cow," gasped Kyla. "I could never take that. You're a freak. That's what you are, a freak." She backed away from him and found herself jammed up against Jill and Shawn.
"You'll take it," said Jill knowingly. "You have no choice. It's a beautiful tool, Kyla."
Jodi went over and stared at her father's weapon, thinking it was the biggest she had ever seen. It was long and uncircumcised and it curled around in a corkscrew like a pig's cock with the middle of it much fatter than the rest. His hand went to it and drew back the foreskin, showing the shining bulbous prick head. It glided out and swelled up deep purple in color and ready to impale the young girl.
All eyes were fixed on the monstrous prick. Surely Jill couldn't take it and certainly Kyla couldn't. They felt sorry for her.
"Isn't it enormous," cried Jill unkindly and pushed Kyla toward it.
"No, don't. I'd rather face my parents and confess than have to take that," she wailed.
"It's magnificent," breathed Jodi and she felt her cum come down to fill her cunt. She could take it. It would feel great filling her fuck hole, but he wanted first to take Kyla and she would have to wait.
"Haven't you seen a grown man before?" bellowed John as he pulled Kyla into the middle of the bed and reared up over her.
All she could see was his looming prick and she was terrified. There was no getting away from him. Nothing would stop him fucking her. He wanted her badly. He was climbing on top of her. She let out a squeal as his legs forced hers open and he brutally attacked her slit. He pulled them wide open and spread them back to their pink inner lips and poised ready.
"Shawn is only a boy. You're going to get a man's prick now," he grunted and stabbed at her open cunt with his cock head.
She felt the mushroom head drive into her and she caught her breath, knowing it was only the beginning. There was fully twelve inches of thick cock yet to drive into her and just thinking about it nearly made her pass out.
He dropped his head to her olive breasts and bit her nipple hard as he thrust his hips forward and drove hard into her.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" she wailed and the whole of her body arched frantically.
"Easy, girl, I haven't even started yet." He winked at Jill with her legs wrapped around Shawn getting his prick deep inside of her. The boy showed promise. He was riding her well.
"Hurry up so I can have it," smarted Jodi sitting on the end of the bed, the cum pouring out of her love gash.
"Wait your turn, child. I'll fix you up soon enough," he promised her as he sunk his prick up to the thick part of his length into Kyla. She was tight. He could feel her cunt walls squeezing all round his tool and now she was about to get the hard part. It had taken Jill years to get used to it and even now she moaned when she took it.
Kyla's eyes begged him to stop. Her mouth was half-open ready to cry out, knowing he was about to ram all the way into her. He was a beast. He knew he had her at his mercy.
He balanced his weight on his knees and drew back, pulling his prick nearly out of her so her cunt lips would lubricate it. She was only a child; a baby, but that didn't matter. And he surged forward, splaying her legs wide open, cannoning his prick right up to her ovaries.
"Yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww." Her scream came from deep down in her stomach, driven up and out by his cock to gurgle in a long howl from her wide-open mouth. Her fingers dived down to his stem in a vain attempt to stop the remaining inches of his cock boring into her. But it was all too late.
The final two inches of his leathery prick drilled through her cunt lips and his whole cock started to corkscrew around inside Kyla, worming as deep as it was possible to get.
Her hands clutched at him with her fingers arched as her mouth opened and closed not releasing a sound. Her eyes bulged as she felt the heavy fleshy length writhing like a python along her love tunnel.
His pole greased with her cunt juice started to ride her backward and forward to siphon up his spunk from his ball bag.
The others sat close watching Kyla's agonized face and wondering how her tight hole could take so much punishment. They could see the thick cock driving in and out like a piston as her head tossed from side to side.
"You beautiful little bitch," he gasped through clenched teeth and put his big hands under her buttocks and spread her ass cheeks open so he drive his finger deep into her shit hole.
Kyla's lips trembled and she started to cry and her tears spilled down her cheeks. Being fucked was one thing but the indignity of being watched by the man's wife and children was too much for her.
"Careful, daddy. She's not on the pill," Jodi warned.
"John," Jill cried out. "Don't blow in her, you'll make the child pregnant and we don't want that."
He grunted and whipped his fuck pole out of her and sat back on his haunches staring at her gaping red hole.
"Why not suck her?" hissed Jill as she saw him looking at Kyla's quim. "It's a lovely hole, John. It's young and tender and I'd like to see your tongue go into it. Go on."
He nodded and wriggled backward and dropped on his belly with his face inches from her throbbing slit. It was a lovely hole and her little bottom was flushed where his belt had thrashed it. His tongue shot out and touched the tip of her clit and he felt her come alive. His mouth closed around her cunt lips, drawing them into his mouth as his tongue went along her tunnel.
"Make her come, John," urged Jill, watching Kyla's face. "She will if you keep at it."
He nuzzled his nose into the golden fuzz of hair around her cunt and smelt the nectar of her womanhood as his tongue washed her inner lips, his teeth gripping her clit and closing tight around it.
"Nooooooo-you're hurting me," she cried as a thousand nerve endings responded sending electric shocks all the way through her. She gasped and experienced a new feeling, her very first orgasm building up like a bomb about to explode. It swept over her in waves of hot and cold flashes and she felt she was sinking down into a very dark pit. Then she felt like she was being flung upward on a cloud and she lost control of herself as a stream of cum and golden pee spurted from her cunt all over him.
"She came," Jill cheered as she saw the spreading wet pool around Kyla's bottom and John withdrew his head from her crotch. Her sticky cum was all over his smiling face and Jill giggled and leaned over and kissed him. "The little girl came," she whispered. "And I'm glad. But now it's Jodi's turn. The poor girl has been waiting so patiently. Take your daughter now, John."
Jodi climbed onto the bed, her shaven pussy arched and ready. She was glad he hadn't spunked into Kyla because now she would get his full load. She lay back next to Kyla and opened her legs and waited for him to climb on top of her.
"No," said John. "Not that way. Turn over, Jodi."
She did as she was told and rolled over onto her stomach and she felt his strong hands draw her buttocks open.
"This way," he snarled. "Like you wanted Kyla to get it." And before she could do anything about it the bulbous head of his prick stabbed into her asshole.
"No, daddy, oh no," she bawled and tried to turn back over.
"Don't move," he thundered. His fingers eased her shit hole open as the head glided in, and he smiled at Kyla now propped up on her elbows watching his every move.
"Gosh, look," exclaimed Shawn, bending to see his father's prick surging up his sisters asshole. "He's going to give her all of it."
Jodi beat her fists on the bed, and, against her will, she spread her legs, thinking to make it easier for herself, but instead she only loosened her hole and enabled him to drive in much faster.
He gave her the whole thing in one untiring drive, humping the last little bit till his balls were resting in the mouth of her cunt, and then he started riding her. He went up and down, seesawing over her ass cheeks his long prick, opening up her shit hole, making it ready for him to shoot his load.
"Not in her ass, John," Jill whispered. "Finish it off in her mouth," she begged him.
Kyla couldn't believe her ears. That a mother would want her daughter defiled in such a way seemed inhuman. They were depraved monsters. She watched John pulling out of Jodi's shit hole and tossing himself on his back with his brown prick standing up like a flagpole.
"Jodi," he roared.
"Yes, daddy." She turned over.
"Go down between my legs and suck me off," he gasped.
No one said a word as they watched Jodi obediently kneel and move around so her head was between her father's legs. She grasped his thick prick in her hand and bent her head and opened her mouth.
Kyla looked away, not wanting to watch, but curiosity got the better of her and she looked back and shuddered.
"Open your mouth as wide as you can, Jodi," coached Jill. "Hold daddy's balls in your hand, now take it in your mouth."
Jodi's mouth closed around the foreskin of his prick and her lips rolled it back so his cock head swelled inside her mouth. She felt him jerk and lift to drive it forward and slowly his enormous cock disappeared into her mouth and down her throat.
"Suck it," hissed Jill. "Suck it hard," and she leaned over and shoved Jodi's head down making her take almost half of her husband's prick in one gulp.
"I've never seen anything like it before," groaned Shawn, and without thinking he climbed up on Kyla and started to stuff his prick into her slippery cunt hole.
"Suck harder," roared John. "I'll teach you how to suck, you bitch," and he caught hold of her head and held it and started to fuck her mouth like a cunt, in and out, in and out.
Jodi gurgled and spluttered, not able to catch her breath as his prick filled the whole of her mouth and inched down the back of her throat.
"Look at your daughter, Jill, sucking me off," he bragged. "Doesn't she look good with a prick stuck in her mouth?"
"Yes, John, she looks fantastic," breathed Jill, watching Shawn holding Kyla down, protesting and trying to stop him from fucking her.
"Suck harder, you slut. I'm going to shoot a whole bucket load of spunk into your mouth, you whore," he bellowed and started to come. It began as a trickle that became a rush as a torrent of thick spunk spurted from his fuck eye, filling her mouth.
"Uuuggghhh!" she gagged.
"Swallow it, you bitch," he roared and pushed his prick right up to his balls into her mouth and let his load unleash down her throat.
"Suck it from his prick, every drop," urged Jill with her fingers rubbing hard inside her cunt. She sat with her knees up, facing Shawn so he could watch her as he screwed Kyla.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhh!" exploded John and his legs closed around Jodi's neck as he made her take the last drop before he dragged his shrinking prick from out of her mouth.
Jodi felt the spunk dribbling down her chin as his prick slopped from between her lips. She had had a feast of spunk and still it wasn't enough. She lay her head against her father's thigh wondering how long it would take him to come back up again.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Come to mummy, Shawn, and learn how to make love," cried Jill, tired of watching her husband giving his cock to their daughter.
Shawn let out a parched laugh as he got to his knees, his cock beginning to ache with horny pleasure as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth hungrily against his mother's red lips. Her mouth opened wide to take his exploring tongue.
"You're good and ready, aren't you?" she chuckled and she clutched the throbbing length of his cock.
"Yes, mummy," he gasped.
"Well, it's a little late for your birthday so this will be my belated gift," she cried hoarsely.
His tongue glided down her neck, leaving a glistening trail of saliva along Jill's heaving tits. There he sucked up huge mouthfuls of her pliant flesh, massaging and mouthing the hot, hard-tipped orbs until Jill's breath came in labored pants. He played with her yielding boobs, then got to work on the fiery nipples, scourging each in turn with kisses, nibbles, and sucks. Spasms of pleasure shook her body and he knew she wasn't far from an orgasm, so he stopped his tit teasing and began again to kiss and suck along her body, inching down over her belly toward her crotch. He tongued her belly button and lower abdomen on his way to the furry patch of her pubis and his blood-engorged cock trailed down over her face to slap against her parted lips.
"Yes, oh yes, my little boy," she crooned willingly.
John looked over at his wife and gave a knowing smile before he turned his head to feast his eyes on Kyla's naked splendor. Soon he would be ready to take her again.
As Shawn's tongue snaked out to split the bloated lips of his mother's cunt, he felt her hand close around his cock, ever so lightly. He grinned and bent his head as his tongue probed deeper and deeper into the incredibly wet and succulent hole of her quim.
Jill's tongue hung limp and ready between her lips as she drew Shawn's cock toward it. Her fingers squeezed the velvet flesh where his pubic hairs had been shorn and she was ready.
He sensed his mother was about to suck him as he tongued her gash with increasing fervor, feeling her hot breath on the sensitive, taut flesh of his swollen member.
"Take it," he gasped, "take it into your mouth, mummy-go on."
"I will," she soothed.
He buried his face in the gash of his mother's cunt as ripples of electricity fired through him as her urgent mouth closed around the throbbing crown of his cock, her tongue smothering his prick tip, then letting it slide along her tongue into her warm, gulping mouth.
"Bite it, eat it," he pleaded and wanted to call out for the others to watch as his mother sucked him off.
With his legs outstretched at either side of her head, she had total freedom to do what she wanted with Shawn's swollen prick and she wasn't in any hurry to bring him off.
He smelt the odor of his mother's dripping cunt and its salty-sweet taste excited him beyond sensibility. With his mouth buried deeply in her streaming gorge of cunt flesh and his prick being vigorously sucked by her eager mouth, he didn't care about anything else. He trembled with pleasure as he heard her gag each time he thrust his hips down, fucking the wet sheath of her gobbling mouth, and still she didn't stop her desperate mouthing. Instead her mouth opened wider, allowing his achingly stiff meat to slip even further into her throat. He felt her fingertips digging savagely into his buttocks, embracing him in a growing frenzy as she drew his cock back so her teeth could nibble the raw ridge of his cock, swirling her tongue around the pulsing spunk eye. Then she let the full-bloated length sink back into her throat until his balls danced around her lips.
Her little ass pumped up and down, rubbing her wet twat all over his face. Suddenly, she stopped, motionless and tense for a long moment of breathless ecstasy, then erupted with a renewed frenzy of squirming, shuddering, orgasmic joy.
He attacked her clitoris with grim determination, sucking her tender cunt flesh and swallowing every drop of her flood of juices as she grunted and humped and gasped in the throes of mindless bliss. Gradually her tensing, whip-lashing movements faded and became a slow rotating action, rubbing her splayed cunt lips against his mouth with gentle but nonetheless urgent force. He took her all with his mouth as he continued to thrust his dick further down her gullet.
"Beautiful," she gasped.
He lifted his face from her fuck slit and groaned that he was nearly ready to come himself as his cock was swallowed in tight, mean sucks that made his prick throb like it was about to burst.
"Let it come, Shawn," she shouted out.
"When I come, swallow it, mummy," he gasped.
"I will," she gulped as she kept on sucking.
Faster and faster his cock stoked her hungry mouth. He felt the tips of her fingers squeezing the base of his shaft like she was trying to milk it, causing it to jerk madly as his long-awaited stream of fuck milk rushed through him, surging. up to swell his testicles that were ready to explode.
"Suck it, harder," he wailed.
She wanted to tell him she couldn't because his cock was too big and it stuffed her mouth so full that not a word could come out now.
"Ahhh-ahhh-UNGH!" he screamed as his boiling-hot spunk sprayed into her mouth, shooting down her throat in mighty jets. His cries spiraled away into loud, ecstatic grunts as the geysers of cream kept firing nonstop into her devouring mouth. At last the heavy spurts died away, but he still felt her mouth tight around his shriveling cock, sucking the very last drop of dew from it.
She kissed his softening shaft and balls, her, tongue going all around them. She tongued the soft tender skin of his inner thighs before dabbing wetly at his asshole. Her tongue tip circled his quivering asshole, dipping with slow strokes into the tightly constricted hole before gliding back to his heaving balls.
"Don't stop," he begged and stretched his legs as wide as he could as he laid his face down against her slippery fuck hole.
"She'll take him again," said John crawling over to Kyla, who had watched the entire performance with her mouth gaping open.
"But-his own mother!" Her eyes bulged.
"And why not?" He stared into the dark divide of the young girl's tits. There were so many ways to fuck innocent little girls.
Jill gently nibbled the base of her son's cock, tonguing up along the hardening length. Her fingers foraged over his thighs and buttocks and balls, squeezing, tickling, and caressing them. She opened her mouth and took his cock into it again and bit it hard.
"Aaaahhhhhh," he cried out as spine-tingling waves of delight raced from his toes through his legs and thighs up to his stomach to merge in one tremendous wave at his balls. Now his cock drove completely into her mouth and he abandoned himself to the onrush of blazing excitement that enveloped him. With his ruby-red cock head throbbing deep in her throat, he wasn't able to warn her as a heavy missile of spunk shot from his fuck rod for a second time. He collapsed flat on top of her in a writhing, shaking frenzy as the delightful spurts from his cock slowly drained his ball bag.
"Please fuck me, daddy," whispered Jodi as she put her arm around his waist seeing his huge cock standing hard and ready. Watching her mother had made her shiver with excitement and she had herself climaxed so many times that she had lost count ...
"Not yet, Jodi. I want to take your little friend again," he said gently as he saw her thighs wet with her own cunny juice. He felt an awesome erupting as his blue-veined prick swelled like a monstrous sausage as his daughter urged him to fuck her.
"But daddy," she wailed, and it came out like a tortured moan. She glared at Kyla who was lying back, her widely splayed crotch an open invitation. Her up-thrusted tits quivered expectantly.
"Take me then," hissed Kyla, her nubile body writhing, her breathing excited as she anticipated a hot throbbing cock that would surge into her.
"Bitch," spat Jodi. She started frigging herself again as she saw her father edge over to Kyla to inspect the vestible of her young cunt. His huge hands moved over her alabaster body to her hard-pointed tits as Jodi stuffed her fingers into her cuntal chasm.
"That was heaven, mummy," gasped Shawn, feeling he didn't have the strength to lift his head from her sticky crotch.
"Lay still and watch the others and then you'll come again," she laughed quietly as she stared at the soft pillows of his buttocks. It was like he knew she was looking at them because they clenched together hiding his shit hole. Absently she touched them as she felt Shawn's drooling mouth against her wet, hair-fringed slit.
"How do you want me to fuck you, Kyla?" asked John, straddling her. His eyes washed her mound of cunt flesh dressed lightly with her yellow hair. The halo of golden wisps were parted ready for his fiery cock.
"Any way you want to fuck me," said Kyla provocatively. Just saying it sent exquisite sensations through her, urging her nipples into turgid blooms. She gazed at his distended fuck stick. Soon it would be weaving around inside of her, rampaging, ravishing her.
"If you don't put it into her she'll come just thinking about it," called Jill, taking her eyes off the globes of Shawn's buttocks. "Fuck the girl, John. Don't tease her."
"I'm going to," he croaked hoarsely as he twisted Kyla's tits until cherry-red nipples stood up like twin pricks. His fingers bit into the yielding spheres and he felt her respond with sexual spasms. Now the child's cunt was gapping and dripping wet. Her eyes were submitting. He mouthed obscenities at her as he half-lifted her and spun her over on her belly, her long, tapered legs outstretched.
"Take me," came her anguished cry.
He held his screw shaft in his hand as he parted her ass cheeks with his knees to inspect her puckered little anus. His swollen sword grew bigger as he let it go to hold the globes of her bottom wide open.
"Please fuck me," she implored, thinking his prick was aimed at her leaking fuck hole and that he was tantalizing her.
He moaned with lust as he readied to spear forward into the velvety fold to despoil her moist pinkness for ever more. He thought nothing of the excruciating pain she would have to bear as his prick swung forward like a battering ram to impale her.
"Aargghhhhhh-ohhhhhahhhhh," she roared and gave a violent convulsion as his smooth-skinned truncheon tore into her asshole and kept on drilling deeper.
His fingers sank into the soft, fleshy buttocks that he drew back toward him as his bloated cock sank between the twin cheeks relentlessly.
"Yeeooooowwwww, nooooooooo, nooooooooo," she screamed, as his grinding cock stretched her asshole till it felt it would split, and now it was pumping backward and forward like a piston.
He reached under her and fingered her raindrop-moist slit, ignoring her screams and threats. His fingers arched and dug into the groove of reddened flesh where his cock was meant to go. It was a delightful little pussy but her ass was much tighter and had to be taken.
She let out a last strangled groan, knowing there was no escape. The silver tears swam down her face as the huge prick reamed her. There was no bliss, only pain, excrutiating pain as his swollen member bored deeper and deeper.
"Give her a good ass fuck; the little slut," hissed Jodi with unconcealed delight as her fingers hooked into her own swampy slit. Seeing Kyla's lithe body writhing made her come again, enflaming her senses as her fingers continued to work away at her pearly clit.
Kyla babbled incoherently, her buttocks clenching and unclenching in vain. There was no way of freeing herself and her efforts were wasted.
"Look, Shawn, daddy's going to blow into Kyla's asshole," cried Jill not wanting him to miss it.
Shawn managed to lift his head just as his father came and lifted himself up for the final spunk-shooting drive.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" screamed Kyla as the huge prick surged along her velvet-lined vise, stretching her humid crack taut and no longer pliant. She felt his two hard balls rubbing up against her steaming cunt as his blood-engorged cock fully stuffed her shit hole, expanding and contracting the muscle of her anal sphincter and starting to blow huge dollops of thick spunk inside of her.
John's face contorted into an ugly mask as he suddenly drew back, pulling his wet tool out of her while it was still shooting, and with a heave he drove it deeply into her wet pussy to finish off.
Kyla writhed beneath him and finally managed to eject his fat cock and she bobbed up from beneath him and stared with loathing at his still-bloated prick oozing gobs of thick white cream. Her green eyes slitted and smoldered as her lips curled back over her gums, twisting her face into an expression of pure hatred.
He stared at her and down to the gash of her golden-framed pussy, which was gaping open ...
"You dirty, filthy, perverted bastard," Kyla howled in an outburst of pain, her asshole feeling like a red-hot poker had been plunged into it.
"Shaddap," he snapped, mesmerized by her large, exquisite breasts thrusting upward in her tantrum. Her open thighs exposed the fat, pink lips of her vulva, spread and drooling with slippery wetness. Her clitoris was visible, peeping out from under its hood as a tiny button of glistening red flesh.
"Pig," she roared and shut her legs tight.
"John," said Jill quietly. "Don't be cruel to the girl." She wriggled over and put her arms around her and cuddled her against her breasts like a baby.
"He-he hurt me," Kyla whimpered.
"I know, darling. He's a brute. But I'll make you better." Jill smiled to herself as she pushed the girl back on the bed and bent and kissed her mouth.
"I ache all over," sobbed Kyla, feeling Jill's wet lips moving down her throat and slithering across her breast to mouth her nipple.
"I'll make you better, I promise," crooned Jill. "Now open your beautiful legs, dear, and let me have a look."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"Kyla, you have a magnificent body," whispered Jill, as she held the young girl's thighs wide open and poised ready to climb between them to suck the gold-fringed gash that was heaving expectantly.
"Leave the fucking slut alone," bellowed John. "If you want to slobber over a female body then take your daughter, Jodi," he laughed hoarsely. "She'll let you and it's something I wouldn't mind watching, a mother and daughter having it off together."
Jill's eyes were locked on Kyla's succulent pussy. The girl's sex hole was begging for the spearing tongue of a woman. She could see that and much more as John's voice came through the fog of her thoughts.
"Jodi, go and lay next to your mother," ordered John. "Move out of the way, Shawn, and make room for her. You'd like to watch your mother eat your sister's cunt, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, dad, I would," he said with a stirring of excitement in his stomach. Again his youthful cock started to harden at the prospect of seeing his mother go down on Jodi. He grinned at Jodi as she came and lay on her back next to him. She stared at the ceiling with a blank look on her face.
"But John," Jill started to complain and stopped when she saw his angry face. "Yes, John," she said obediently. She gave a reluctant sigh and moved away from Kyla toward Jodi.
"Mummy," smiled Jodi, tingling with a mounting sense of surrender. She half-closed her eyes and moaned softly, her lips pursed, and said, "Fuck me, mummy, fuck me," again and again as wave after wave of sensual realization broke over her.
Jill lowered her head and kissed her daughter's breasts, her tongue trailing across the small mounds, then stopping and taking a nipple between her teeth and sucking the breast back into her mouth.
Jodi started to tremble. This was the ultimate, to have her own mother make love to her while her horny father and brother looked on. Her trembling increased until she was shaking visibly.
"There, darling," whispered Jill as she nestled against Jodi's body, clutching her tightly, fingering her cunt and moving her hand around to cup one of her yielding buttocks. Her fingers hooked and bit into the soft flesh as she hugged Jodi right up against her.
"Mummy-"
"Hush, darling," smiled Jill, bending and kissing her softly. She let go of the buttock and her fingers glided between Jodi's ass cheeks to explore her yielding holes.
"Get between the girl's legs and suck her cunt," boomed John, getting off the bed and moving around the side to be able to see better. He flung Kyla a taunting glance as his turgid cock flailed the air. She was half-sitting, propped up by pillows with a numb look on her face.
Jill pulled herself out of Jodi's arms and wriggled down so her head was between her daughter's legs.
"Now start sucking her," hissed John. He knelt at the side of the bed, watching the wet jism seeping from Jodi's twitching pussy.
Jill lowered her head until her mouth was less than an inch away from Jodi's cunt and then her tongue snaked out and parted the puffy sex lips and dove inside. She deliberately held her head to one side so both John and Shawn could see exactly what she was doing.
"Fantastic," breathed Shawn as his mother's mouth opened and moved closer to oval around Jodi's bloated cunt lips. He saw the red flesh sucked up into his mother's mouth as Jodi started to writhe and spasm in her first orgasm. Everyone of a thousand tiny hairs stood up on end around her cunt as her mother buried her face into the wet, quivering flesh.
Shawn started to stroke his burgeoning cock as Jodi let out a shriek of pure animal pleasure and her legs thrashed around to close in a vise around her mother's neck. Jodi's eyes were wide open and brimming with tears of unrestrained pleasure as she felt her mother's mouth and tongue expertly bringing down the cum to her quim. Her hips gyrated, pressing her sticky quim hard against her mother's mouth.
"Ungh!" moaned Shawn, as he squeezed his swollen member to draw up the spunk from his bloated balls. He lay gasping, knowing he soon would have to come and shoot his load into the air.
"That's enough," John said suddenly. "Enough I said." He stood up and folded his arms across his chest and waited for Jill's head to come up from between Jodi's legs before he went on. "It's late and before we retire we'll all get together as a family and have one last big fuck," he said coarsely.
All eyes were on him. Jill shuffled back and sat on her legs, her eyes questioning him.
"And of course, Kyla," he boomed. "After an, you're more or less family now, my girl. I want to see the children fuck, mother," he said to Jill. "Shawn and Jodi."
"Very well," said Jill quietly. "But what about you and me, and Kyla? Are we just to stand by and watch?"
"No," he answered thickly. "I want you to go and get the toys, Jill," his eyes twinkled.
"The toys?" Jodi sat up and brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. "What toys?"
"Go and get them, Jill," hissed John. "Now, everyone down on the floor," he commanded the others and watched sternly until they obeyed.
"Do you think we ought to, John?" asked Jill nervously.
"Yes, get them," he shouted at her.
"I've had enough. You can count me out," cried Kyla, afraid of what was to happen. She didn't understand but she was sure the toys meant something especially unpleasant and she felt John had her specifically in mind for some barbaric treatment.
"You're included," he snapped at her.
"You're crazy. You can't make me stay if I don't want to," she fired back at him and jumped from the bed and ran from the room to find her clothes.
"Come back here," he roared after her.
She darted into Jodi's room and found her underwear strewn across the floor and she pulled on her panties in feverish haste with his voice still hammering in her ears. She grabbed up her bra and quickly strapped it around her, bobbing her breasts into the cups as she hooked it up. The man was mad! They were all mad. She looked around for the rest of her clothes and stopped as he marched into the room.
"Kyla, you have three choices," said John blocking the door. He saw her scared and beautiful and his cock bounced up and down of its own volition.
"Three choices?" she asked through dry lips, telling herself the only way she would get out of the house would be by humoring him.
"I can take you home and report in detail what has gone on here tonight and the part you played in the activities," he said slowly.
"You wouldn't dare," she exploded. "You're too involved. I'm underage. I was a virgin before I came here," she said all in one breath.
"Or I can give you another thrashing to bring you to your senses and make you take part in our final sex act. And I can make you," he said very deliberately.
"My father would kill you if you hurt one hair on my head," she shouted bravely but with very little conviction in her voice.
"The third choice-"
"I don't care. I don't want to know," she screamed.
"Very well, then I'll thrash you, Kyla. I've a heavy hand and your little bottom will feel like it's on fire and you'll beg me to stop, but I won't."
"The third choice," she asked, shivering with fear because she knew he was capable of anything now.
"You'll follow me back into the bedroom and you'll willingly submit to a little sex game we are going to play called pass around the wooden cock."
Her legs trembled so much she felt that at any moment they would collapse from under her.
"Come along, Kyla," he stood to one side from the door, his eyes running up and down her little tight panties and her bulging bra. Partly dressed she looked even more inviting and the fun would be stripping off the wisps of material to get to that olive flesh that he desired so much.
"I'm scared," she howled.
The sperm boiled in his ball bag. There wasn't a man alive that didn't yearn to hear a young girl beg, and that was what she was doing with her imploring eyes and husky moans. Her sulking, wanton mouth was pursed into a plea that he ignored.
"Don't hurt me, please," she gulped and moved toward him and sidled around him to go through the door.
He could see the twin globes of her ass through her silk panties and he wanted to caress them, wanted to tear at the sheath of material to get at them in his lust for her.
"You won't hurt me, will you?" she whimpered all the way back to the bedroom. She hurried because she imagined she felt his hot breath on the back of her neck and it wouldn't be beyond him to push her to the floor to perform some depraved act on her. At least in the bedroom with the others there would be some safety. She almost ran into the big room and stopped dead when she saw what was going on.
"Go right on in," cried John behind her, prodding her with his thick fingers in the small of her back.
"No--oh my God, no," she wailed, feeling the longest, hardest thrashing in the world couldn't be half as bad as what was about to happen to her.
"The toys, Kyla," crooned Jill beckoning her in. She sat on the floor surrounded by sex aids and in her hand was a long, thick wooden cock that she waved at the girl suggestively.
"The toys," chortled Shawn, lying outstretched on top of a rubber doll inflated with air. His grinding cock was sliding in and out of a hairy muff between the doll's legs. His hands cupped the doll's big breasts, thumbing the dainty crinkled nipples. Now the trunk of his swollen prick drew out of the synthetic cunt to bob up and down like a yo-yo.
"Look, Kyla. I've grown a cock," yelled Jodi, coming around the bed. She stood in the middle of the room, proudly sporting a rubber penis that was strapped around her waist.
Kyla's eyes fastened on the huge wooden cock still in Jill's hand and she knew that toy was being reserved for her. She made to step back and came up hard against John and she felt his hard cock jam up against her ass crack. She leaped forward, afraid he would insert it again into her muck hole and found herself in the room.
"One big, happy family," chortled John, following Kyla in and dropping his hand on her shoulder. He squeezed the soft flesh around her shoulder blade.
"I want you to thrash me," she whispered, hardly knowing what she was saying.
"Thrash you? Who's going to thrash you?" asked Shawn, climbing up off the rubber doll.
"Take off your bra, girl," boomed John.
"And why on earth have you got your panties on?" asked Jill, coming to her feet.
Kyla felt them closing in on her. A few feet away was Jodi stropping away on her false cock like it was a real one. Behind her was John tugging at the hooks of her bra. Jill loomed the largest, coming ever so slowly toward her with her small hand grasping the great big wooden cock like it was a truncheon to batter her to death with.
"Noooooo-nnnoooooo!" she wailed.
"I gave her three choices," John said tonelessly. "She came in here of her own accord."
They all glared at her hard and angry because she was spoiling their fun. She even dared to wear a bra and panties in an effort to make them feel guilty about their own nakedness. She was the outsider. She wasn't family. She was an intruder and she richly deserved to be punished.
"Then thrash her and be done with it," snapped Shawn, eager to see her tight buttocks quiver and color under his father's belt.
"Send the little bitch home," Jodi said tartly. "She doesn't belong here with us."
"No-let her stay but give her to me," urged Jill and the tip of her tongue washed around her lips like it was licking cream out of the young girl's twat.
"Quiet all of you. She stays," said John. "She stays, but, first we'll break her in." His eyes dilated and his mouth went slack. "Give me that wooden cunt-prodder, Jill. I'll give her a length she'll remember for a lifetime," he said in a broken whisper.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The huge dildo hypnotized Kyla. She saw Jill pass it to John and it seemed to be eighteen inches long and at least four inches in diameter. It was curved and it had a bulbous head. It was black and sleek and they were going to put the thing inside of her. She gasped and let out a loud keening wail.
"Shawn, pull her panties off," fired John. "Get her down on the floor and hold her legs wide open," he ordered.
In a daze she felt their hands on her. Her flimsy underwear was stripped off and she was lifted bodily off her feet and dumped down on her back. She saw Jodi's gloating eyes and Shawn's hands close around her ankles and her legs were yanked apart.
"Careful, John," warned Jill.
"I know what I'm doing, woman," he hissed at her.
"Leave me alone you mother fuckers," she screamed, coming alive and her whole body writhing to try and escape their clutches. Then she saw John's face as be walked between her legs and knelt down and she knew her struggles and cries were useless. His look was vicious. He wanted badly to do this thing to her.
"If you hold very still then maybe it won't hurt so much," said Jill, staring hard at Kyla's silken gash.
John held the wooden cock tightly in both hands ready to stab it between the swollen cunt lips that Jill was holding open. Now the golden groove was a red hole and he took his time and moved in closer and smelt the perfume of her sex.
"What a shame. It's such a beautiful tight cunt," sighed Shawn, holding her legs up high and as wide as they would go.
"Nnnooo, please. Oh my God. I'll do anything. You can do anything, all of you," Kyla babbled. "You can have me," she fired at Jill. "I know you want me." Her eyes went to Shawn. "My ass. Take it, anything but this."
"Stop whining," snapped Jodi.
"You John, and you, Shawn. Both at once if you want!" Her eyes pleaded.
"Don't give her all of it, John. She's only a very little girl and it's such a shame," grunted Jill. Even so her greedy eyes watched keenly for a dribble of cum in the girl's gash that she could finger and suck before the mighty weapon impaled her and dried her up.
John shook his head and lunged forward, shoving the wooden fuck stick hard with both hands into Kyla's quim. He had to give it a savage twist to get the huge cock head into the slit and then it sank easily, four, five, six, seven inches and kept on gliding into the swollen flesh like it would go all the way.
"Aaaeeeeooooaaaggghhh - yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww." Kyla's mouth flew open and an almost inhuman cry whistled from her throat as her eyes bulged open, staring at the wooden trunk that was still disappearing into her fuck hole. Her mouth gaped and she shuddered and twitched like an electric current was pouring through her body.
"How much, John?" asked Jill in a hushed voice.
" 'Bout ten inches," he grinned wolfishly and drew the dildo back nearly all the way out. "How much can she take?" grunted Shawn.
"All of it," snarled John and he bored forward, spearing the carved tree right up into Kyla's belly.
"Ooooooaaaaaagggggghhhhhh." As she screamed, her whole body turned over leaving her face-downward and her legs still upheld but crossed. Now the wooden cock was underneath her.
John saw a unique opportunity and he let go of the dildo and leaped up on her buttocks and pressed down with all his weight. With him bearing down and the wooden cock standing up from the floor, there was only one way it could go and that was all the way up Kyla's cunt. He grasped her buttocks with his huge hands as she let out a drum roll of screams. Without mercy he continued to bear down until there were only inches of the fuck stick that weren't up the young girl's hairy gash, and then he let up.
They let her go and she fell on her side and crawled around, getting up on her hands and knees. She managed to stand up and, with her legs wide apart, she started to pull out the dildo like it was never ending.
"You asked for it," hissed John, watching her tearing fingers at work at her cunt lips.
"But you shouldn't have given her it all," scolded Jill.
"When I want your advice I'll ask for it. Do you want a taste of it?" he bellowed.
"No, John. I'm sorry," she whimpered and backed away.
"Now the guys will call you slack hole," chortled Jodi, as she watched Kyla pull the juice-drenched pole from her cunt and fling it to the floor.
Kyla sank down to her knees and eased herself back on the floor. No longer shy, no longer modest, she lay with her legs wide open with her long red gash for all to see. And from her wide-stretched cunt the slightest dribble of jism started to ooze, leaking down in a thin stream toward her ass crack.
"The fucking bitch is having an orgasm," hollered Jodi and she bent down to watch.
"She's right." Jill joined Jodi, squatting next to her. "The divine thing is cumming," she drooled. "Look, John."
Kyla's hand glided down between her legs and she searched out her pearly clitoris and started to massage it as her girl spunk seeped from her hole. She knew they were all watching her but she didn't care. She frigged her twat, driven by an uncontrollable urge, thinking of spearing prick meat shooting boiling sperm into her belly.
"She needed that dildo," grunted John.
"It was tremendous," Kyla gasped in "a fit of voluptuousness. "Yes, I needed it. It was beautiful. It was long and hard and Shit-I'm cumming. I'm cuuuuuummmiiiiiinnng," she moaned hoarsely and spread her cunt lips wide open for them to watch her spray her quim juice like the white of an unboiled egg along her thighs.
There was no stopping Jill. Her head whipped forward and her pink tongue dived into Kyla's gash to suck greedily every drop of juice bubbling out of her sex hole. She buried her face into the furry patch and slurped away at the cunt nectar like she might never get a taste again.
"Dirty bitch," grinned John, slapping his wife's upturned bottom with the palm of his hand. He had a second thought and he pried her ass crack open and beckoned to Jodi to get her tongue working in the humid crevice.
Shawn watched his sister, Jodi, squat down behind her mother and poke her pink tongue gently, then more firmly at one hole then another until her tongue was lodged up Jill's cunt and lapping around the inner ridges.
"Now you climb on to Jodi," cried John.
Shawn needed no second bidding as Jodi's upturned ass invited him to attack it. He crouched behind her with bended knees and he guided the swollen head of his prick between her cunt lips and watched his blue-veined cock disappear into her dripping pussy. He started to ride her, backward and forward, driving deeper and deeper, and as he did he shoved Jodi's face hard between his mother's ass cheeks and he heard her gasp with pleasure.
"I've always said that the family that plays together, stays together," laughed John, as he strolled around the mother fucking quartet until he came to Kyla's head. He turned with his ass facing Jill and slowly lowered himself down over Kyla's face. Before his buttocks spread over the young girl's mouth, he felt her willing tongue washing his balls. He settled over her with his knees astride of her head as her jabbing tongue attacked his tight shit hole to inch into it.
"Give it to me, Shawn," babbled Jodi, taking a pause froth eating her mother's cunt. "Give it to me long and hard and ever so slowly," she begged.
"I will so long as you promise me one thing," he panted, and with a superhuman effort drove his ruby-red knob all the way up her.
"Yes, yes. Anything."
"Promise you'll keep on shaving me all around my stem and balls and shithole ..."
"I promise," she screamed.
"And," he went on. "On your birthday you'll let me shave you, all around your cunt and you'll keep it shaved?"
"Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh! Of course you can shave me. You can do anything you want to. Faster now, Shawn. Oh my God. Aaaggghhh. I'm cumming. Shit, I'm cuuuuummmmmmiiinnngggg."
He felt her slippery cum running down the inside of her legs and he drove his prick all the way into her till his balls were drenched with her fuck juice.
"Shoot, Shawn. Blow your load, you bastard. Don't hold back," she howled.
Oblivious now to everything but the oncoming flood of thick sperm coursing up along his rigid pole, he kept on plunging in and out of Jodi's cunt, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, his legs stiffening, trying to hold it back. "Here it comes," he wailed reluctantly and shouted as spasms of gushing spunk shot into her cock-gobbling twat. Thick wads of cream shot like a geyser all along her velvet tunnel and he felt like he could keep on shooting until it poured like a tide from her gaping quim.
"More, more," she urged and manipulated her cunt muscle until it closed like a vise around his exploding fuck stick. She never wanted his rod ever to go limp again. She never wanted it ever to go inside another woman. And she stayed bent over to let him know she was his for as long as he wanted her.
