Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to- his captors" demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her-abductors-both must act-without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In Black-Mailed Sister - Cathy Robinson finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive by members of her own family, degraded and forced/ to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Cathy Robinson suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, but she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more of a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Cathy's cunt tingled uncomfortably as she picked up the key from the manager's apartment and let herself into her brother's condominium. It was lovely -the most beautiful, expensive apart-ment Cathy had ever seen. If she had been moving in with a girlfriend, Cathy would have been ecstatic over the deep-pile gold carpet and the expensive furnishings. As it was, the expensive look of the immaculate apartment made her feel even worse. She didn't want to share an apartment with Randy, even for one night, but it had seemed unreasonable for her to refuse.
Cathy lugged her suitcases to the guest bedroom and started to unpack quickly. Perhaps if she were busy, she wouldn't feel this awful dread that something very bad was going to happen to her. She knew she was being "silly" but she couldn't seem to help herself. Living with Randy was going to be uncomfortable. She'd never felt right about even talking to Randy after that night four years ago, when she and Randy had been alone in the house. It was over now, probably long-forgotten by Randy. But Cathy knew that his dreadful actions that night would never be forgotten in her own mind. It had certainly colored her relationship with the boys she dated in high school, even though she had told no one about the incident. Who would want to date a girl who had been raped by her own brother?
Cathy brushed her long blonde hair out of her eyes and smoothed out the wrinkles in her new wardrobe. She shouldn't even be thinking about it. She had to treat Randy as if it had never happened. Of course she would lock the guest bedroom door and be very careful about letting him into her room, but still a queasy feeling grew in Cathy's stomach as she went about the task of settling in.
She intended to make one thing perfectly clear-if Randy had any mistaken notions about trying the same shameful thing again, he was going to get the surprise of his life! There was no way that Cathy Robinson was ever going to let her brother come near her again!
"Ooooh, damn!" Cathy gulped, staring down at the pile of clothes that had slipped from her nervous fingers. Why couldn't she forget the past like other people seemed to be able to do? So her brother had raped her in. a moment of weakness while they were both in school. Things like that had happened to other girls-maybe not with their own brothers-but other girls who had been rudely initiated into womanhood and it hadn't ruined their lives. No one knew about it. She hadn't told anyone and she never would. She hadn't even told her fianc', Larry. If she could just keep from thinking about it for the next month, she'd be free. Then she could get her own apartment with her first month's salary and she wouldn't have to worry about Randy any longer. Then she could live her life just like any other normal woman without this cloud of dread hanging over her head.
Cathy finished the last of her unpacking and was on the way to the kitchen to find something to drink, when she noticed a snapshot of Randy and herself placed prominently on the coffee table, resplendent in its silver frame. There was a mirror over the couch and Cathy looked up at her reflection, smiling in spite of her nervousness. She hadn't changed a bit, even though the picture was over four years old. She still' had the same shining blonde hair and her full red lips were curved spontaneously into a smile. She was wearing her cheerleading outfit and Randy was dressed in a football uniform. Had she ever been that young and innocent? Comparing her reflection and the face in the photograph made Cathy suddenly feel old. Oh, it was the same face-the same green eyes and lightly freckled nose-but there was an air of innocence about the picture that Cathy couldn't see in her reflection. She knew why. The picture had been taken before... the night before, as a matter of fact. It had been the night that Balsam High had won the state football championship. Gazing at the picture even now, Cathy felt the same way she had then-excited, slightly breathless from cheering _ so loudly, and proud of her quarterback brother.
"Noooo," Cathy breathed, sinking down - on the couch, memories flooding over her in a tide of remorse. She couldn't keep blaming herself for what had' happened. She hadn't known. She hadn't even the slightest suspicion that Randy would come' home from the victory party drunk after a fight with his girl friend. If she'd known, she'd have begged her mother to stay home and not go to spend the night with her aunt in Tulsa. She would have locked the doors and made Randy sleep out on the sidewalk. She would have screamed at the top of her lungs instead of being afraid of what the neighbors might think. But she hadn't known... and it had happened. Now the lovely blonde girl was forced to live with the rude loss of her innocence. Now she 'was forced to live with Randy for a month, until she received her first paycheck, just because she couldn't think of any good reason for refusing without telling her mother exactly what had happened that night four years ago. The knowledge of her daughter's rape by her own, precious son would have surely killed Mrs. Robinson. It was too late to do anything now. She was trapped here with Randy for thirty days and there was nothing she could do about it.
Cathy blinked and shook her head until her long, shining hair was flying. It was as if the lovely young woman were trying to shake the memories right out of her mind. She walked lightly to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of iced tea. But she was pulled back to the- couch as if by a magnet and she sat there, staring at the picture with the tea forgotten in her hand, remembering and living that awful night over and over again in her mind.
Cathy grimaced as she closed the door firmly behind her and snapped the lock. Her date had been a complete fiasco. Pete had walked out of the dance five times to share the bottle that was being passed around in the parking lot, and each time he came back to dance with her, he was a little more loaded. Cathy hadn't even let him drive her home. She'd taken Pete's car and driven him home, then walked the six- blocks to her house. Pete couldn't handle his booze, that was all there was to it. She was glad that she'd gotten her driver's license last year. She would have been in awful shape if she'd had to let Pete drive.
Perhaps nothing would have happened if Cathy hadn't been hot and tired after her walk home. The pretty blonde teenager hurried upstairs, pulling her clothes off as she went. The evening was unseasonably warm and Cathy felt sticky after her exertions at the game and her subsequent gyrations at the dance. She could hardly wait to step under a cooling shower and relax.
A half-hour later, Cathy stepped out of the shower and toweled off briskly. She couldn't help but notice how her skin glowed with a healthy pink color. The cool shower made her nipples plump up and quiver on the firm, snowy mounds of her tits, and for a fleeting second Cathy wondered if any boy would ever see the twin mounds of tender flesh that were hidden every day by her serviceable white brassiere. As Cathy caught herself thinking such a shocking thing, she blushed a pink color that started at her smooth white cheeks and spread down her body until she was glowing with embarrassed color. She shouldn't even be thinking thoughts like these. These kinds of thoughts were the very kind that got good girls into trouble and ruined their reputations.
Cathy giggled as she thought about all the times her mother had warned her to be a good girl and not let a boy get fresh with her. She hadn't exactly allowed a boy to get fresh, but she certainly had indulged in a little heated kissing. Her mother might have been shocked, but Cathy found kissing very enjoyable. There'd been no more than that, certainly, but kissing was one of Cathy's favorite pastimes. There were even times, in the steamy intimacy of a parked car, that Cathy wondered whether her mother's warnings were all that applicable in this modern day and age. She hadn't tried any experimenting on her own yet, but there were some questions in Cathy's awakening mind that her mother's harsh lectures about wicked, brazen girls just didn't answer. The lovely, affectionate teenager really wondered whether it was wicked to go beyond a kiss. Cathy wasn't sure but she wanted to do a lot more than kiss if she knew for sure that it wasn't wicked. There didn't seem to be anyone to ask. If her mother knew how often she'd kissed the boys she dated, Mrs. Robinson would have had a heart attack. Cathy couldn't ask her mother the things she really wanted to know. There was Randy, but Cathy had always been a little shy with her older brother.
Randy might understand, but she didn't want to bring up the taboo subject of sex with him. It would be much easier if Randy were a girl. Cathy was sure that she could talk to an older sister. It was just her luck that Randy was a boy-that particular species of human that was giving her all this trouble in the first place.
Cathy reached for the towel to wrap around herself, but then she stopped and listened at the bathroom door. It was silly to wrap up in the wet, cold towel when she was all alone in the house. Randy certainly wouldn't-be home this early. He was dating one of the senior girls-a girl with quite a reputation around the school. Cathy was positive that her brother wouldn't be home for hours.
The last person Cathy was expecting to run into when she scurried out of the bathroom door was her brother. She let out a startled squeak and covered herself as best she could with her hands, turning sharply on her heels to rush right back into the safety of the bathroom again. She reached the door and was just rushing through when she felt a strong hand grasp her wrist.
"Hey, Sis.
What's the hurry?" Randy teased in a voice that was a little too loud. Cathy looked up into her brother's flushed face and bleary eyes and realized with alarm that Randy was bombed. He was every bit as drunk as Pete had been.
"Randy! Let me go!" Cathy gasped, her face turning white as she saw the sudden blaze of heat in her brother's eyes. Now the frightened teenager wished that she had wrapped herself in the damp towel after all. Randy was looking at her in a way that made her afraid of him. His eyes were glittering and there was a film of moisture on his upper lip where, he was trying to grow a mustache. He looked almost like Pete did when they'd kissed up a storm. That made Cathy more nervous still. Surely Randy couldn't be feeling that way about her. He was her brother!
"Boy! How about that, Sis?" Randy grinned. "I didn't know my baby sister was growing up so fast. You sure look 'nice, Sis. A hell of a lot nicer than that pig I went out with tonight."
"Uh... you're home early, aren't you?" Cathy asked, trying to get Randy talking so that she could slip into the bathroom and grab a towel. He was acting awfully strange, and it was true that he was home early. She hadn't expected him for hours yet.
"Yeah, I'm home early," Randy grumbled, a quick flash of annoyance crossing his handsome face. "That teasing little bitch took off with one of the college guys who's home for the weekend. You can't trust a woman... just goes to show you can't trust any of them."
"Th-that's too bad, Randy," Cathy replied, trying to soothe her brother's anger and inch closer to the bathroom towel rack at the same time. "I'm sorry your date didn't work out."
"At least you wouldn't be like that, would you, Sis?" Randy grinned, gazing at his sister's uncovered body appreciatively. "You wouldn't promise and not come through, would you?"
"Uh... no. No, of course not," Cathy mumbled, not really understanding the full implications of her brother's words. There was no reason to be afraid of Randy. Cathy just wished that he'd let go of her arm so she could get a towel or something to cover up with. She hadn't been naked in front of Randy since they were kids and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed about the way he was looking at her.
"You sure look nice, Sis," Randy groaned, his eyes glazing a little as he stared at Cathy's round, perfectly shaped breasts. His eyes dropped down to her narrow curving waist and then down farther, to the fleecy curls of her golden cuntal mound. Cathy was growing up into a real nice-looking woman. If she weren't his sister, he'd sure do more than just talk to her right now.
Cathy blushed heatedly at her brother's compliment. She didn't really know what to say. It made her proud that he thought she was pretty but she thought it was quite improper for him to stare at her nude body this way. She could almost feel his eyes caressing her tits and her lightly trembling pussy-mound. In spite of herself, the pretty blonde teenager was feeling very aroused at the way Randy was staring at her. His hot gaze made her body quiver and she shifted nervously from one foot to the other, hoping that he'd let her go soon so she could get into a robe. It was getting chilly standing here in the hallway.
"Uh... I'd better get my robe," Cathy murmured, blushing even more. "I'm getting cold, Randy. Why don't you ~n into my bedroom and get my robe for me?"
"Awwwwww... you don't want to wear a robe tonight," Randy grinned. "It's too hot. You just stand here for a minute and talk to me and I'll keep you nice and warm."
Cathy moved back instinctively as her brother reached out for her. She gasped as she found herself backed right up against the wall. She was cornered now and there was no way to get free unless she pushed Randy out of the way. The flustered teenager gave a little cry of alarm as Randy effectively cut off her avenue of escape. Then his arms were around her pulling her right up against his hard, young body.
"You're not cold now, are you, Sis?" Randy asked, grinning wider. "Don't tell me you're cold, because I won't believe it. I'm hot enough to heat up both of us."
Cathy shut her eyes and prayed for deliverance as her tits mashed up against Randy's tee-shirt covered chest. He wasn't kidding about being hot. She could feel the heat of his body right through the clothes he wore. A strange quivering kind of feeling began to flow through her body, making her light-headed and dizzy. She'd never been in a boy's arms like this before. The hard little points of her nipples were pressed right up against Randy's chest. Her body was molding to his, her damp, quivering cuntal mound pressing right against the hard, hot bulge of his cock.
"Oh!" Cathy gasped her face aflame. So this was it. She'd never touched a boy's cock before but she could feel Randy's clearly now. Its hot stiffness was jerking slightly, and as she uncon-sciously pressed her trembling pussy-mound against it, he groaned softly.
"I... I think I'd better get dressed," the nervous teenager whispered. "Let me go, Randy... I really better get dressed now. We're not supposed to be doing things like this."
"Thinks like what?" Randy asked innocently.
Randy was well aware of the effect he was having on her awakening body, and Cathy had to stop him right now. Randy was drunk and he was a lot stronger than she was. She had to get some clothes on before something awful happened.
CHAPTER TWO
"Please, Randy... " Cathy whispered, trying desperately to stop the rush of pussy-juice that rushed to coat her quivering cunt. This was awful! She was getting hot because of her own brother! It was the most shameful feeling she had ever had!
"I don't feel nearly as bad about my date now," Randy grinned, moving his hips slightly against Cathy's body. Now the excited blonde teenager was shaking with excitement and fear. Of course she was glad that Randy wasn't feeling bad anymore, but this situation was really getting out of hand.
"I guess it's kind of lucky I came home early, after all," Randy continued, his eyes burning into his sister's. "Just think of what I would have missed if I'd stayed at the dance. I would have missed seeing a regular Miss America right here at home."
"I... I... cut it out, Randy!" Cathy stam-mered, her eyes sparkling in spite of herself. Even though Randy's obvious admiration of her lush charms pleased her, Cathy knew that she was treading on dangerous ground. Randy was older and he knew a lot more about sex than she did. Randy might even have gone all the way with one of his girlfriends. What if the sight of her body drove him out of control?
The wording of her fear had a curious consequence for Cathy. Instead of making her more cautious, a ripple of naughty excitement spread through her body, centering right in the forbidden cleft of her hair-fringed cunt. She couldn't seem to control the raging heat that rushed through her mind. She had to know if Randy had ever really done it before. Cathy was so curious that her curiosity got the better of her caution.
"Randy?" Cathy asked, looking straight up into her brother's face and blushing from head to toe. "Have you... I mean... have you ever... you know... have you ever fucked a girl?"
Randy threw back his head and snorted in delight. Boy! His little sis was really something! He didn't even know that she thought about things like that yet. And coming right out and saying it took more courage than he thought she possessed.
"Fucked a girl?" he repeated, grinning down at his wide-eyed sister. "Well, sure I have more than one too. What do you take me for one of those swishy fruits?"
"Uh... no, of course not... but... but I just wanted to know," Cathy mumbled, wishing to high heaven that she'd never brought up the subject. If she'd just thought before she'd spoken, as her mother always told her to do, she wouldn't have mentioned it. Now Randy might get the wrong idea about why she would ask such an embarrassing question.
Randy grinned as he watched the myriad of expressions cross his lovely sister's face. The poor kid was really embarrassed about blurting out her question like that. Probably none had ever taken the trouble to talk to her about-sex. That must be why she asked. Of course there might be another reason she asked that particular question. The way her body was trembling up against his might have given her ideas. She kind of acted turned on, now that he thought about it. He sure as hell was! Holding Cathy like this was giving him a real whopper of a hard-on.
Randy forgot all about the fact that Cathy was his sister as his cock jerked and stiffened up all the way. If she'd been a date, he would have pulled out his cock and reamed her in nothing flat. Maybe it was a come-on, even though Cathy was his sister. He'd" read a book once about a guy fucking his sister. Probably lots of guys did it and just didn't talk about it. Randy bet that if he got it on with Cathy, she wouldn't say anything to anyone. She probably wanted to get fucked, but she sure as hell hadn't gotten any tonight. Pete was so drunk he was practically passing out when Cathy had bundled him into the car to take him home. Randy's mind was working in crazy circles as he" reached out to cup the shivering softness of Cathy's tits. He didn't even hear her startled cry as' he thumbed her nipples into quivering, aching peaks. She wanted it all right. He'd been a fool not to see that earlier. His own sister wanted it and he was just the guy to give it to her. At least he was in better shape than Pete. He wasn't falling down drunk, and everyone knew that a little boozing just made it better anyway.
"Randy! Ooooh!" Cathy gasped, pushing at her brother's hands frantically. "Noooo... I... I... don't!"
"Shut up," Randy said, grabbing her hands and holding them tightly. He lowered his head and nuzzled his face up to one of his sister's lovely, quivering tits.
"N-no! Please... Randy!" Cathy begged her voice breaking as his tongue flicked at her budding nipple. Not only was Cathy shocked and confused by her brother's exhibition of raging passion, she was terrified at her own uninhibited response. Her mind was in passionate turmoil as the newly awakened urges flashed through her brain. She had never expected to feel this wanton arousal with her own brother.
"Ooooh," Cathy moaned as she tried to keep her response hidden. Randy's lips were fastened on her stiff pink nipple and she moaned again as his tongue pushed hotly around the crinkly bud. Cathy was helpless in the presence of such delicious passion and her mind whirled in anguished circles as her brother flicked the sensitive bud of her nipple back and forth with his hot, wet tongue.
"Noooo, please... Randy! Stop!" Cathy moaned, at war with her own heated feelings. She wanted her brother to stop. At the same time, a part of her mind she'd never listened to before clamored loudly.' Don't stop... please. Don't stop, Randy. Just keep licking my nipple with your hot, wet tongue so that little bursts of fire run through my body. Don't stop... I'm begging you to stop but don't listen! Please!
Wicked... shameful... immoral... sinful, the words flashed in Cathy's numbed mind. Even as the trembling teenager joyously responded to the lewd nibbling of Randy's mouth, she knew that she had to stop him if she wanted to be a good girl. Hadn't her mother told her that good girls got ahead in this world? But good girls had surety' never felt such wet, burning joy as she was feeling at this moment with her rigidly pink nipple encase in -the burning wetness of her brother's mouth.
Perhaps Cathy could have stopped her lust crazed brother if she had anticipated his next move. Before she could do more than squeal in surprised shock, Cathy found herself flat on the rug on her back, with her brother towering over her like some kind of sex-crazed animal. Randy pushed her milk-white thighs apart unceremoniously and forced his head 'between them like a snake striking at a frightened mouse.
"Ooooh!" Cathy gasped, unable to believe her own eyes. Randy's face moved against the downy curls of her cuntal mound and she gasped again in trembling fear. Then his lips pressed against her pinkly soft cunt in a burning kiss that sent a shudder of shock rippling through her quivering, inflamed pussy and up to the tips of her perky, swelling tits.
"Aaahhh!" Cathy mewled, helpless in the face of such shocking depravity. Still Randy's lips squirmed into the fleshy warmth of her innocent cunt and his tongue searched and found the pink, throbbing bud of her clit.
"Ooooh, Ooooooo!" Cathy squealed, wailing hysterically as his mouth closed around her sensitive little clit, and she tried to jerk away but there was no escape. Randy was ready for her, and with practiced ease, his arms clamped around her trim waist. Now Cathy's desperate writhings only served to force her brother's head deeper between her naked splayed legs. Her resistance only brought Randy wider access to her cunt.
"Randy! Noooo!" Cathy whimpered. "Please... you... you can't! Pleeeeeease!"
Even as the frightened sobs of protest tore from her dry throat, Cathy knew that her body was beginning to betray her. Sharp, shining pinpricks of pleasure were tingling the depths of her young pussy and she could feel her body twisting and turning to accommodate Randy's face between her shivering thighs. The heat was rising in her inflamed cunt and she knew that she was about to overflow with the shameful fuck-cream.
Cathy's mind was spinning and she felt weak and tingly all over. Her naked young body convulsed spasmodically as Randy's tongue laved the sweetly-fragrant furrow of her cuntal moistness. She could feel the gush of liquid pleasure at Randy's insistent lapping and her face burned with shame as she heard him smacking his lips, tasting her perfumed cunt-juice with his tongue and swallowing eagerly. His tongue was sweeping over her trembling cunt now, sliding down the slippery -groove of her cunt and into the tight sheath of her innocent young pussy.
"Pleeeeeease!" Cathy whimpered, trembling and squirming as though she were being tickled by a feather.
She could feel the rough nap of the rug under her tender ass and she squirmed frantically, half-trying to get away from her brother's merciless tongue. Necking with her boyfriends might have been a game that Cathy played but this was certainly no game! No boy had ever even hinted at doing something this wicked to her.
Cathy's face flamed with shame as her brother pulled his lips away from her moist cunt at last and she heard the sucking, slurping sound that came from her fuck-slit as he withdrew. She was so embarrassed and confused that the pretty teenager squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to gather her wits about her.
There was a slight rustling sound and the humiliated girl opened her eyes to discover that Randy had removed his jeans. He was completely naked as he stared at her with lustful hunger in his eyes. Despite the fear that rushed through the anguished girl, her eyes dropped instinctively to the object of her fear, jutting out in thick meatiness like a fleshy spear.
"No! No! Randy, Pleeeeeease!" the frightened girl gasped.
Her eyes widened as his huge cock stiffened and jerked lewdly under her horrified gaze. Cathy knew now that she should holler for help, scream out loudly so that one of the neighbors would come and rescue her from the depraved lust of her brother. She opened her mouth to scream, but just as quickly, closed it again. She couldn't scream for help. She didn't want help! Her body was quivering heatedly as she stared at her brother's turgid cock and she was squirming with carnal desires she'd never before experienced. She didn't want anyone to stop her brother. She wanted him to do it!
Randy dropped to his knees on the rug and pushed Cathy's unresisting thighs up and back until her knees flattened the firm peaks of her nipples. He could see all of her now-the moist, lightly fringed slit of her cunt, the dewdrops of creamy arousal coating her glistening cuntal cleft, her quivering pink lips flushed with heated excitement.
Tiny beads of moisture lined the cleft of her fuck-tunnel, and below the spasming ring of flesh at the entrance, her tightly puckered anus was Fluttering enticingly.
Randy moved at last, after feasting his eyes on his lovely sister for what seemed like hours to the frightened, humiliated girl. He braced his hands over her, dropping to his elbows so that his chest brushed her folded legs. There was a breathless moment as his head lowered, and then his tongue stabbed between her parted lips.
"Mmmmm!" Cathy mewled.
She didn't want to be rescued now. A burst of longing trembled through her body as she drew hungrily on his tongue, pulling it into her mouth with desperate intensity. She could taste the perfumed fragrance of her cuntal honey on his-lips and tongue and the unfamiliar taste served to excite the innocent girl past the point of reason.
Time lost all proportion for Cathy as she sucked voraciously on- her brother's thick, hot tongue, throwing her arms around her brother's back in a desperate effort to prolong the incestuous moment. There was a new emotion rising in her sweetly shuddering body that she'd never felt before. She wanted her own brother to fuck her. She craved the stiff meatiness of his cock inside her innocent body, even though she knew that wanting such a lewd, depraved thing was shameful.
Cathy's mind whirled in confusion. She dared not look up at her brother's face as the new, frightening emotions surged through her trembling teenaged body. For the first time, Cathy could understand why ostriches stuck their heads in the sand when they were frightened. Her eyes narrowed to slits as Randy's head dipped down to erase the last of her resistance. A slight sound-half-mew, half-throaty moan-escaped her lips as he sucked the trembling tip of her nipple into the warm cavern of his mouth and encased it in burning, exciting wetness.
Cathy felt her lips part and a whimper forced its way past her paralyzed throat. Her tiny pink nipples hardened as his mouth caressed her crinkled sensitive flesh. His teeth grazed lightly over the budding stiffness of her nipples and Cathy squirmed under him and moaned throatily with growing excitement.
The excitement of the moment was almost too much for Randy as he ground his loins against the heated softness of Cathy's moist cuntal cleft. The aroused young man felt his cock stiffen and throb against her pink, hair-fringed slit and he groaned aloud as his meaty cock squirmed into place. Randy wasn't about to let on that he hadn't had very much experience with fucking. While it was true he'd fucked a couple of girls" none of them had been luscious virgins like his sister. The two girls Randy had fucked were from the wrong side of the tracks, and for five dollars they'd let a guy put it in and get it off. Randy had no idea what was in store for him tonight as he slid the lust-bloated head of his cock over the budding hardness of his sister's aroused clit.
"Ooooooo Ooooh," Cathy whimpered excitedly as her brother's stiff cock slid into the sweltering deft of her cunt. The startled cry that parted her moist, quivering lips was filled with a hint of excitement as well as shame. Her anguished mind was staggered under the intensity of her feelings. Suddenly a myriad of sensations bombarded her sensibilities. She should make Randy stop, but how could she when it felt like a million volts of thrilling electricity were rippling through her aroused body?
"Ooooooo," Cathy mewled again, thoroughly paralyzed and confused by the awakening in her own body. She could feel her wet cunt cling to Randy'; huge fleshy cock, her plump, trembling cuntal lips wrapping around his stiff spear and sucking luridly.
"Aaahhh... Pleeeeeease," Cathy whimpered, her own voice belying her emotions. This was not a cry intended to stop Randy-far from it! The lust-aroused teenager was begging instead-begging for her lewd brother to push his rigid meaty cock right into the virgin mouth of her welcoming cunt. There was no way that Cathy could resist the tremendous surge of lust that was rushing through her innocent body.
"Come on, Sis... help me a little," Randy groaned, squirming desperately on top of Cathy's aroused body. "Help me put it in... come on! I know you want it!"
"Ooooooo," the aroused girl whimpered. Her Hand moved down over the silky smoothness of her belly and across the sparse fleecy softness of her cuntal mound. Her fingers trembled in excitement as she lightly encircled the lewdly jerking shaft of her brother's cock. It was even larger than it had looked a moment ago when she had stared at it with frightened eyes. Now it was huge! It would surely kill her to fit that lust-bloated cock inside her tiny cunt.
Even though Cathy was sure that her brother's huge cock would kill her, she couldn't stop the current of savage excitement that gripped her.
Now that her trembling fingers were folded around the huge spear of Randy's cock-flesh, she couldn't stop him from completing the wicked act. Cathy might have plunged the lubricated tip of her brother's cockhead right into her virginal cunt that moment, if Randy hadn't gotten anxious and frightened her.
"Jesus, Sis... do it!" Randy groaned, his voice sounding less friendly and more demanding with the rising insistence of his lust. "You're playing games, just like that teasing bitch at the dance! Come on, Sis... don't kid me. I know you and Pete have done it before!"
Cathy's mind seemed to clear for an instant as she heard the petulant note in her brother's voice. What was this? He thought she'd been fucking Pete! Why that wasn't true at all!
"No!" Cathy breathed, her chest rising and falling with righteous indignation. "I I... you've got it all wrong, Randy. I've never -never done this before."
Randy hesitated for a second. Perhaps his sister was telling the truth. It was true that he hadn't heard any gossip about her and Pete. Still, she sure seemed to know all about how to heat up a guy. If Cathy hadn't done it yet, she sure as hell had come close. It didn't make any difference anyway. He'd just take care of it for her. He could pop her cherry just as good as Pete or one of the other guys she went out with. Hell, he could probably do it better. At least he'd had a little experience and Pete sure as hell hadn't had any. Pete hadn't even gone out with the five-dollar girls yet. He'd be lousy at popping Cathy's cherry. He'd probably botch it up good and scare her away from sex for life.
"Hey... okay," Randy grunted, trying to assume the same friendly, sexy tone he had used before. "That's all right, kid... I just wanted to tease you a little, that's all. Of course you haven't fucked Pete. I knew that all along. You want to do it with me though, don't you? I can teach you how to fuck, Sis. Remember how I taught you how to ride a bicycle? Brothers are supposed to teach their sisters things... isn't that right?"
"Ooooooo... uh... Yessss," Cathy moaned, thoroughly confused by Randy's abrupt switch. She knew that her muddled mind was missing something that Randy was deliberately confusing her to get what he wanted, but Cathy didn't have time to think about it much.
Randy was reaching down now, and his fingers were gripping his huge erect cock like the handle of a spear. The sensations flowing through Cathy's swirling mind made all thought impossible. She moaned and whimpered throatily as Randy pressed his cock smoothly against her fluttering virginal cunt.
Randy took a deep, snorting breath and tried to find the right place. Now Randy was positive that Cathy had been telling the truth. When he'd done this before with the other two girls, his cock had popped right in. Now there was solid resistance to his probing. His cock was pushed right up between the slick ridges of his sister's pussy and he could feel the moist, tight opening. He knew he was in the right position but he couldn't seem to shove it in easily.
"Ooooh, Pleeeeeease!" Cathy gasped, blushing and sobbing with shameful despair.
She could feel her pussy-lips heatedly enveloping her brother's prick in a gesture of wicked invitation, and little sucking noises were emanating from her fluttering cunt. Her pussy wanted his cock inside. Her lovely, trembling innocent body wanted to be fucked whether it was right or not.
Randy drew a deep breath and steadied himself on his elbows. He pushed forward with rising force and still her body resisted him. One more savage thrust and he gained some ground. This was more like it!
"Uhhhhh... tight, Sis! Hot and tight!" Randy grunted as his prick slithered heatedly into the incredibly tight silken sheath of her pussy.
The moist flowing of her aroused juices encased his cock in a liquid fire. The blazing lubrication enflamed Randy's senses to the point that he forgot entirely about being gentle with his virgin sister. The lusty young man hurtled forward with all his strength in a single, savage thrust and entered his sister in a swift merciless plunge.
"AAAEEEEIIII!" Cathy screamed tensing beneath her brother's body as his cock drove into her.
A gurgling moan tore from her throat as he thrust the throbbing, blue-veined thickness of his cock far up into her ravaged cunt with the brutal lunge.
Another sharp scream tore from Cathy's throat as she felt her quaking body resist this lewd impalement, but her cherry was no match for his cruel thrusting. He burst through without hesitation, savagely driving into her innermost cuntal depths.
"Ooooooo! No! Please, Randy! Stop!" Cathy screamed, but it was too late. The deed was done and Randy's think, blood-engorged cockhead was buried firmly between her upturned thighs.
Randy knew that it was over. Now she was his for the taking and there was no way that the lusting young man was going to stop now.
As Randy drove his cock into the moistly pink cavern of his sister's innocent pussy, it seemed as if all the young man's dreams had come true. He had spent many nights dreaming of having a young virgin's body beneath his-of her naked splayed thighs welcoming him.
It didn't matter at all that his first virgin was his own sister. He was in her now. His blood-engorged member was between her legs and he was going to fuck her to his heart's content and not stop until his sizzling cum sloshed and splattered in her raging cunt.
Cathy gasped and groaned in anguish. She needed to scream out for him to stop but she didn't have enough breath in her lungs. Every time she gasped to fill her lungs with desperately needed oxygen, her brother's hard body plummeted down again and her breath was lost, whooshing out of her body like air from a punctured balloon.
Through her tears, Cathy could see his fierce glittering eyes as he ravished her cruelly, an expression of intense animalistic greed on his finely chiseled features. This wasn't the brother she'd known and loved all of her life-this was some kind of depraved savage, out for his own lewd pleasure.
Randy was carried forward on a raging tide of passion, thrusting viciously into her ravaged cunt. With every backward movement of his turgid cock, he pulled his hard-on almost out of her throbbing cunt, leaving just the blood-soaked head inside to mark his place.
He took a deep breath and thrust forward again, skewering wetly into the gripping depths of her cunt, his lust-bloated nuts giving smacking testimony to his arousal as they slapped into the smooth hairless crevice between her quivering asscheeks with a sharp, sticky noise that made his enjoyment even more intense.
"Ooooooo, Noooo!" Cathy gurgled. Tears dripped down her cheeks as she blinked and tried not to scream.
Randy's familiar face was swimming now, obscured by her great salty tears, and the young teenager writhed in pain from her brother's cruel, sadistic entrance. All she wanted was for this humiliating, depraved moment to be over.
Cathy fought back a tide of lust with all her strength, but it was too much for her. If only she could deny that she loved it, she had a chance for salvation.
But even as she tried to keep her feelings a secret and hide the wanton arousal that was rippling through her body, Cathy knew that it was no use. She loved it! She wanted more and more and more until her brother's wildly skewering cock brought her to that wild, screaming pinnacle she had waited for so long-her first orgasm as a total woman!
"Aaaaaggghhh, Yessss!" Cathy hissed, whimpering at each driving thrust of her brother's blood-en-gorged prick.
Her knees were nearly doubled back and her tits were flattened and crushed beneath her long, lithe legs. Every deep thrust made her nipples bounce and quiver with a fiery pleasure that ignited her cunt until she felt consumed by a blazing inferno of passion.
"Yessss!" Cathy hissed again, losing her head completely in the face of such fiery passion.
A gurgle of surrender came forth from her open throat and her head tossed from side to side, catching on the rough tendrils of the rug and bursting into a luxuriant halo of fluffy gold. Her young, lewdly trembling body surged upward to capture her brother's cock deep within her rippling cunt, and her arms wrapped tightly around his back as if she could never let him go. Cathy was consumed with lust as she drew nearer and nearer to coming.
"More!" the young girl cried out, writhing and moaning deliriously. "Pleeeeeease... more!"
Now Cathy began to gasp and choke with the full arousal of her passions. She rose higher and higher with each deeply lunging thrust as her cunt enveloped his cock. Her young, taut cunt writhed upward to meet his skewering prick as her passion swelled to screaming ecstasy.
The young woman's mind was a turmoil of passion that intensified as she heard her brother's snorts and yelps of pleasure. He was thrusting violently, driving into her ravaged cunt and making her gasp for air.
"Pleeeeeease!" Cathy whimpered, her tortured gasps turning into pleas for deliverance. "Harder... Ooooooo... please, Randy! Deeper... Yessss... FUCK MEEEEE!"
As Randy heard his sister surrender to his forceful lunges, the crazed tempo of his fucking slowed. He could feel her shudder and writhe beneath him and he slowed deliberately, so he could feel the way her tight cuntal sheath gripped his lust-engorged cock. His frenzied, lustful jabs became a slow sensuous tempo of spearing thrusts that probed deeply into her pink, shuddering cunt.
Now she was getting the hang of it, and it was even better than Randy had ever imagined. The two girls he'd fucked before had never been this wild or this tight. His sister was the best fuck of them all, and Randy intended to enjoy his incestuous arousal to the fullest.
"Uhhhhh!" Randy grunted, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a quick, impatient gesture. He never dreamed that he would be fucking his own sister tonight... or that it would be the best fuck of his young life.
The sweat that rolled from his body made the slipping and sliding motion even more pronounced and it was all Randy could do to keep from exploding here and now. Cathy's cunt was gripping him tightly, undulating around his stiff meaty cock like a moist, silken fist, rubbing tightly as their bodies ground against one another in a rhythm of lust.
Cathy felt the maddening rhythm of her brother's hard thrusts slow down, and her breath caught in her throat. He wasn't going to stop, was he? She couldn't let him stop. She had to have more and more of his cock, until she dropped from satiated exhaustion.
"Nooooooo... don't stop!" Cathy gasped.
A burst of shame filled her as her lust-filled voice echoed back to her ears, but she couldn't stop the rising emotion that filled her aroused young body. She had to have his cock and she had to make him bring her to a climax.
Without quite knowing what she was doing, Cathy raised her legs and slid them out from between their bodies. She wrapped them tightly around her brother's glistening back, locking her ankles so that he was a virtual prisoner of her heated cunt. She fought to pull him deeper and deeper between her thighs, into the raging heat of her pussy.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cathy sobbed, caught up in the urgency of her own lusty desires. His deep rhythmic thrusts were driving her insane and she wanted him to fill her completely, to swell up huge and hard within the grasping walls of her cunt.
"Nice, huh, Sis?" Randy gasped, grinning down at his thoroughly aroused sister with an expression of superiority on his face. "You want it, huh? You want it nice and hard and deep?"
"Yessss!" Cathy screamed, shame staining her face a mottled red color. "Pleeeeeease, Randy! Fuck me... fuck me hard... FUCK MEEEE!"
Randy let the triumph show on his face for one fleeting second. He'd shown her what a man with a good stiff cock could do and she'd never forget it.
She would treat him like a man from now on or he'd show her again and again what a man he really was.
Randy drew his cock out almost all the way and stared down at his sister's tear-streaked face. He teased her with his bloated cockhead, pushing in just a fraction of an inch and then pulling it out again.
"Pleeeeeease!" Cathy mewled, gurgling and almost choking with the passion that filled her needing body. "Pleeeeeease!"
"What do you want?" Randy grunted, his YESSSSS! OH, yes... I'm COMING!" Is that what you want?"
Cathy's whole body quivered. She knew what he wanted her to say. He wanted her to utter the words she'd never even whispered in the privacy of her bedroom. He wanted her to beg for him to fuck her and every instinct in the aroused girl fought against this new degradation. But the tide of passion was too strong to be defeated by her intense humiliation. She bit down on her lips until she tasted blood but the words gurgled from her throat in a moan of anguish.
"Fuck meeee!" Cathy wailed, but still her brother was motionless. He wanted more. He wanted her to totally humiliate herself beneath him and she could do nothing but obey.
"Your cock!" Cathy gasped, the embarrassed tears running down her face. "I... I... I want your cock in my... my... my pussy! Fuck me with your cock, Randy! Give my hot pussy your cock!"
Randy gathered his strength for the plunge his wanton sister needed so desperately. He thrust into her with a long, rapid lunge that impaled her helplessly. Her cuntal walls were completely wrapped around his deeply spearing cock now, and he fucked her like a trip hammer, driving in and out with such force that Cathy's groans turned into high, screeching wails of lusty pleasure.
"AAAAAGH!" Cathy screamed, her voice rising to a crescendo of desperation. Her nails ripped into his back and she sobbed hysterically as her whole body quivered and throbbed with a frenzy of desire. She could feel the heat rising-higher; higher-she was almost there-almost at the peak of sweltering arousal.
Cathy felt her muscles tighten in an agony of expectation. The air burst from her lungs in a guttural scream and her back arched convulsively, lifting her body to his pounding, driving cock. She felt her toes curl, and it seemed as if her heart were stopping for one wild, screaming second.
"AAAAEEEEIIII!" the tortured teenager screeched, a scream of inhuman frenzy popping from her throat. Her body writhed and twisted, squirming and grinding in a strength born of desperation. Her legs lifted higher and higher until his lust-bloated cockhead touched the burning surface of her womb and her arms flailed frantically on his slippery back.
Randy was totally unprepared for the intensity of his sister's orgasm. He barely managed to hold on and keep his cock firmly buried in her turbulent twisting cunt. She was squirming and wiggling under him like a madwoman-like a woman crazed with lust. He ~as making her come, and he'd done it all himself with his hard, stiff prick.
Each time Randy thrust into the volcano of Cathy's steaming, creaming cunt, he felt the sizzling of her love-juices. Each thrust brought a scream of delight to her lips and he felt his lust-bloated balls tremble at her orgasmic heat. Just a little more and it would be his turn to howl and yelp with delirious pleasure.
"JEEEEEESUS!" Randy gasped, his meaty hard-on stretching out to gigantic proportions. His cum-laden balls quivered and a raging heat settled in his loins.
Randy gasped and sputtered as his cock began to throb urgently. There was a moment of anguished ecstasy and then Randy's cock exploded, spurting in a gush of liquid fire that shot deeply into Cathy's flaming cunt. He filled her with hot cum. His sloshing load pounded into her, splattering against her stretched cuntal walls and oozing out around the skewering thickness of his cock.
Spurt after spurt of burning cum filled Cathy's body with white-hot intensity. It seemed as if she were flooding-floating away in a sea of burning cum.
She opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of her brother's lust-ravaged face. It was over now. Her peak of girlish pleasure had been scaled. She knew it was the most wonderful moment of her life but it was also the most depraved and agonizingly shameful. She had permitted her own brother to fuck her.
It can't happen again! Cathy vowed setting her face in a stubborn zeal, as Randy's cock was spurting the last dribble of sloshing cum in her shivering pussy. I'll never let it happen again. Now that I know I can't be trusted, I'll never be alone with a man again!
The last dribbling emission from Randy's swollen cock seemed to pull the plug on the young man's energy. He rolled to his side and pillowed his head on his arms-the drinks he'd consumed were catching up with him at last. As Randy dropped off into deep, snoring sleep, he didn't have the' slightest suspicion that his sister was arming herself against another occurrence of this sort. He knew she had enjoyed it. Randy was planning on many more nights spent exactly in this way as he closed his eyes and fell into a well-deserved stupor.
Cathy's face was a picture of determination as she staggered to her feet and gazed down at the sleeping body of her brother. She went into the bathroom, where she washed herself thoroughly and none too gently and emerged again, stepping over him to lock herself in her own room. Cathy would never make this mistake again! It would be a cold day in hell before Cathy let another man seduce her. Cathy was a girl who stuck by her resolutions.
CHAPTER THREE
Cathy was still staring blankly off into space when she heard the key in the door. She quickly pulled on her skirt and tucked it modestly over her knees. She was sitting on the couch looking like a prim and proper young matron when Randy entered the room.
"Well... hi, Sis!" Randy greeted her, smiling pleasantly. "You haven't changed a bit since the last time I saw you."
"Thank you, Randy," Cathy replied, giving her older brother a polite smile. "I found some iced tea in the refrigerator. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not," Randy said, narrowing his eyes a little. He hadn't been kidding when he said she hadn't changed a bit. There was still the tense uneasiness between them that had appeared right after that night when he'd fucked her. There were many times Randy had tried to bring it up, to get it out in the open so they could at least be friends again, but Cathy always managed to keep from discussing that night. She treated him like he were some kind of animal, locking her bedroom door and running like a scared rabbit when he tried to strike up a conversation.
Things hadn't changed a bit -no sir. She was still the proper little prude she had become after that night, and now Randy was glad that he'd agreed to his Uncle Burt's little plan. Cathy didn't have any right to treat him like a criminal just because they had both made a little mistake. It would do Randy's heart good to see her caught in his uncle's web.
"Well... guess I'll go make myself a drink," Randy smiled, heading for the kitchen. He shook a couple of ice cubes into a glass and filled it with scotch. If you wanted to drink, you drank the best... Uncle Burt had taught him' that. Chivas Regal was a heck of a lot better than that rotgut booze he used to drink when he was in high school.
Randy stared at the amber-colored liquid and took a sip. He was still feeling a little funny about agreeing with his uncle's plan, but after seeing Cathy again, his guilt was fast disappearing.
If Randy had taken time to think about his true feelings, he would have realized that he was primarily concerned with saving his own skin. When Randy had first started working at his uncle's advertising agency, he had dipped generously into the till to pay his debts. A good poker player in high school, Randy was sure there was a killing to be made in the small but expensive poker games run every Tuesday night. The games were illegal of course, but no one complained.
After winning a little, Randy was trapped by the lure of big money. Before the young man knew quite what was happening, he'd lost more than he could handle on his salary, and he borrowed from his uncle's bank deposits, telling himself that he'd pay the money back out of the first big pot he won.
By the time Burt discovered what his nephew was doing, Randy was in way over his head and Burt had to bail him out. Even though Burt was harsh with Randy, he was secretly pleased. It always made good business sense to have an employee owe him a big favor and now it was time for Randy to come through. All Randy had to do was deliver his sister, Cathy. Burt had big plans for the girl, especially after B.J. Harrison had expressed an interest in her.
RJ was a prospective client-a client who would assure the success of Burt's struggling advertising firm, if he could land the account B.J. had seen Cathy's picture on Randy's desk and Burt had noticed the gleam in the wealthy industrialist's eyes when he gazed at Cathy's smiling portrait. B.J. was well known for his weakness when it came to small curvy blondes, and Burt intended to deliver his niece to B.J. as a little present-a present that would be sure to land the account. It didn't matter to Burt that Cathy might not approve of the transaction. Burt was used to dealing with reluctant employees. All he had to do was coerce Cathy gently and the knowledgeable ad man knew the perfect way.
Randy tended to have a loose tongue when he was drunk and Burt had heard all about that night four 'years ago. All Burt had to do was threaten exposure and Cathy would eagerly meet his demands. Randy would recreate the shameful situation-right here in his own apartment-and once Burt had snapped a few incriminating photographs, Cathy would play right into his hands. Burt was a wheeler-dealer from way back, and he knew he wouldn't lose.
It was a foolproof plan and Burt was rather proud of himself for thinking it up in the first place. As long as Burt played Cathy and her brother as chess pieces on a board, he would be the big winner.
Randy shook his head angrily as he downed the drink and made himself another. There were times, lately, when he'd felt like a pawn in his uncle's hands. That couldn't be helped now. He owed his Uncle a favor for bailing him out on the poker loss and there was only one way to pay it back. Randy had to admit that he felt just a little squeamish about setting his own sister up, but that couldn't be helped, either. He had to do it or Burt would show Mrs. Robinson the altered bank deposits and have him prosecuted. Randy knew that his mother would never be able to bear the fact that her own son was a common thief. Besides, becoming B.J. Harrison's playgirl wouldn't hurt Cathy a bit. It might even liven her up a little. She was a real prude now-much worse than she'd been in high school. Randy-almost managed to convince himself that he was doing the right thing for Cathy as he carried his fresh drink into the living room and sat in a chair directly facing his sister.
Cathy took one look at her older brother, and she felt shivers running up and down her spine. He looked different-desperate even. She was sure that there was something troubling her brother but Cathy couldn't bring herself to ask what it was. She really didn't want to know, anyway. She had her own share of troubles to contend with. She certainly didn't intend on becoming her brother's confidante. A closer relationship with Randy was just what Cathy didn't need!
Randy cleared his throat nervously. He didn't know what he was going to find to talk about until Uncle Burt arrived. He just hoped that he could get Cathy into a friendly mood before his uncle knocked on the door. As it was, the tense silence was making him practically jump out of his skin.
"Uh... how's Mom?" Randy asked, hoping that his question would kill a little time. He knew how his mother was. He'd called home the day before yesterday and heard all the local news.
"Oh, fine," Cathy answered quickly. She seemed about to say more but abruptly clamped her mouth shut. She had been about to tell Randy that their mother was leaving to visit their aunt in Tulsa, but that brought back bad memories. Visiting Aunt Mabel was what Mrs. Robinson had been doing the night Randy had so uncer-emoniously robbed Cathy of her virginity. She didn't want to remind Randy of that incident.
"Uh... well... how did you like business school?" Randy made a half-hearted stab at conversation again. He glanced at his watch and hoped that Uncle Burt would arrive pretty soon. With her one-sentence answers, he felt like he was playing a game of twenty questions.
"It was... fine. Yes... I like it a lot," Cathy answered, dropping her eyes to the rug. With every passing moment she was finding it more and more difficult to make polite conversation. She knew that she was acting like a tongue-tied fool, but she honestly couldn't think of a thing to say. And every time she stared into her brother's eyes, she remembered the burning lust that had been there the night he had fucked her. Even now little shivers of excitement were racing up and down her spine and she clasped her hands tightly together to stop the tremors that shuddered through her body. It shouldn't excite her like this, just remembering that night.
Cathy clamped her legs together tightly as she felt a gush of moisture flow over her heated cunt. Her cuntal walls contracted with a spasm of heat, and she forced herself to think of something else-something safe. Remembering the turgid heat of Randy's meaty cock was making the lovely blonde squirm on the soft cushions of the couch.
What would it be like to do it again? How would she feel if Randy forced himself on her right now and plunged his skewering prick into the heated fissure of her swimming, heated pussy-mouth?
Cathy's eyes seemed drawn like a magnet to the powerful bulge of her brother's' cock. Her face colored shamefully as she saw the hard bulge of his hard-on outlined strikingly against the tight material of his pants. He must be remembering too.
Cathy was ready to faint from embarrassment when the doorbell rang. A low moan of deliverance escaped her lips as Randy rose to answer the door.
Cathy picked up Randy's glass as she heard him talking to another man in the hall. She needed something to relax her and perhaps the liquor would serve that purpose. She couldn't act like a frightened rabbit around one of Randy's friends. She was supposed to be a self-possessed young business woman and not a terrified young teenager. She had to get some confidence from somewhere.
"And I know Cathy's anxious to meet' you, Uncle Burt." Randy's voice carried clearly to the living room. "Come on in and meet your new bookkeeper."
Cathy finished the scotch and set the glass down quickly. She curved her lips into a smile and sat up straight, hoping that she didn't look as nervous and rattled as she felt. She was about to meet her Uncle Burt-her mother's younger brother-the one relative she'd been dying to meet ever since he had written and asked her if she needed a job.
CHAPTER FOUR
Cathy felt much better after three drinks. She hadn't protested when her uncle went to mix them. She wanted to appear worldly, or at least competent enough to handle her liquor.
Uncle Burt was fifteen years younger than her mother, but Cathy had always thought of him as an old man. Now, gazing at the virile-appearing man facing her, Cathy had to change her whole opinion of her uncle. Far from being old, he was only twelve years older than she was, and the streaks of silver in his hair added a touch of mature sophistication that Cathy found immensely appealing.
"You'll have another, won't you, dear?" Uncle But} asked, reaching for Cathy's glass before the startled young woman could refuse. "There's nothing I like better than a woman who can hold her own with the men when it comes to drinking. You're really something, Cathy-really some-thing!"
Cathy felt the compliment go straight to her head. She was feeling a trifle woozy from the unaccustomed drinking, but she wasn't about to risk changing her uncle's mind about her. If he wanted her to drink, she'd drink. After all, he was her new boss and a member of the family to boot. She didn't want to risk his displeasure.
The dizzy waves didn't hit Cathy until she'd almost finished her next drink. Then she frowned slightly and raised large questioning eyes to her uncle. "This... I mean... this is different," Cathy enunciated. She wanted to show Burt that she wasn't all that inebriated, even though she'd almost finished her fourth drink.
"This is sweeter... much better really."
"Glad you like it," Burt grinned. "It's a special little drink I mix myself. It makes a woman appreciate a good man, if you know what I mean."
"Wh-what?" Cathy stuttered, trying to clear her fogged head. "A woman appreciate a good man? What does that mean?"
"Just close your eyes for a minute and it'll all come clear," Burt said with a quick grin at Randy. "Go ahead. Close your eyes and see what happens."
Cathy closed her eyes obediently and she smiled as she heard Randy and her uncle go right on talking. This was very pleasant, sitting here listening to their faint conversation. It almost sounded as if they were in another room. She could hear them laughing and then she realized that her eyes were open again. Everything was blurry and misty and the surprised young woman blinked, trying to sharpen her vision.
"Ooooh," Cathy moaned her voice only a whimper amidst the noise and confusion in her mind. She blinked again and miraculously her eyes cleared. She found herself staring at her uncle and brother. It was then that Cathy's face paled to a pasty white color, and she started to tremble in anguished fear. Both Burt and Randy were watching her with lust-burning eyes. Cathy would have gotten up to run for her life if she'd been able to move. She knew what was going to happen now and there was no way to stop it.
First Randy reached out to grasp the hard, thick meatiness of his exposed cock and then he winked at her. Cathy could see it all clearly now, reflected in the clear, opaque drops of cum that hung from her brother's drooling cock. Randy was going to rape her again and Cathy knew with a sinking certainty that there wasn't a thing she could do about it.
Cathy shivered in terror as Randy crossed the room and took her cold hands in his. "Come to brother, honey," he said as he leered and pulled her unsteadily to her feet. The room spun crazily around the frightened young woman. It-was all she could do to maintain her balance, much less offer more than token resistance.
"Noooo," the frightened young blonde whimpered, shuddering as her brother's arms encircled her and pulled at the zipper of her blouse. She could feel cool air on her exposed back, and she shivered as her arms moved leadenly to try desperately to stop what she knew was inevitable.
"That's it, Sis... just raise your arms nice and high," Randy grinned, pulling her blouse down from her exposed shoulders until it was bunched around her waist. Another quick yank and her blouse was at her feet.
Cathy gave an anguished whimper of protest and squeezed her eyes shut tightly. She must be dreaming. That was why she was feeling so light-headed and strange. This couldn't really be happening.
"I told you she was even better than her picture, didn't I?" Randy asked proudly, grinning at his uncle. "What do you think, Burt?"
"I think she'll do just fine," Burt replied, his voice hoarse and gruff. Even though Burt was used to seeing scantily clothed young women, he had to admit that Cathy was something special. She was perfect for B.J. The wealthy Texan wouldn't refuse such a lovely young woman, and he'd be sure to reciprocate" by giving Burt the account. Cathy's body was breathtaking, and Burt felt his stiff cock -jerk lustily as he drank in the lovely sight.
Cathy was totally bewildered by the conversation taking place around her. She knew that she was dreaming the whole thing, but she could smell the strong scent of liquor on her brother's breath. The light air was chilly on her skin. This was the most realistic dream she'd ever had.
"Ooooooo," Cathy sighed with shocked surprise as her brother pressed his burning lips to her skin. He was kissing her cleavage, nuzzling his warm wet lips between the rounded mounds of her firm, high tits. This wasn't so awful, now that she was convinced it was a dream. A girl couldn't be blamed for her dreams.
"Aaahhh!" Cathy gasped as Randy's wet, slithering tongue wiggled between her smooth soft tits. "Ooooooo, Noooo!"
It was a half-hearted protest at best, the lovely blonde knew. She could hear the sound of her own voice, but there was no sincerity in her words. Her eager young body was rebelling against her again.
"That's right," Randy grinned, winking at his uncle as he continued to undress his lovely young sister. "Now let's get out of this... and this... and this."
Cathy gasped as her brother undressed her. He unhooked her lacy white brassiere and whipped it off with one swift motion as she shivered with excitement. The bewildered young girl blinked again and suddenly everything became clear. She wasn't dreaming at all! Randy was undressing her in front of her uncle and Cathy felt her face burn with shame and. revulsion.
She tried to stop him, raising her hands to fend off his deliberate motions, but there was nothing the drugged young woman could do to preserve her virtue. A sinking despair pervaded Cathy's senses as she realized that she could do nothing to stop this despicable act. She was helpless and frightened at the lust she read in her brother's eyes.
"Mmmmm... been a long time, Hmmmm, Sis?" Randy groaned, swirling his hot, heavy tongue-tip over the crinkled pink flesh of her nipples. His hands closed around her shivering tits and lifted them one by one until the nipples pointed up at him lewdly. Then his lips nuzzled and his tongue seared one, then the other in alternating bursts of fire. Cathy was incapable of doing anything more than moaning in delicious and forbidden delirium.
Now Randy's face took on a victorious grin as he grabbed her panties at both sides of the waistband and stripped them down with a yanking motion that left his trembling sister defenseless and shamed. She was stripped completely naked, and she cowered and whimpered as his eyes dropped to the light fleecy softness of her cuntal mound.
Dropping to his knees on the rug as he had done that night four years ago, Randy lunged forward with his tongue, laving the delicate pink cleft of her pussy with ravenous hunger. His tongue was like a rapier, probing and worming its way between the fleshy lips of the young woman's sizzling cunt until she was breathless and gasping with abject humiliation.
"Ooooooo!" Cathy gasped, weaving unsteadily on her feet as Randy speared her flooding cunt -with his tongue. "Ooooh, please!"
There was no longer any belief in the young woman's mind that this was only a dream. It was much too real to be a product of her night-time imagination. This was really happening and she was powerless to stop it! Cathy swayed dizzily on her feet as the unwelcome heat ripped through her body.
"Noooo," she whimpered weakly, still swaying unsteadily. Another stab of Randy's hot, slippery tongue and the girl had lost her balance completely, falling backward on the couch. As she sat down heavily on the soft cushions, her slender 'young legs spread invitingly in an unintentional movement to catch her balance.
Randy gave his frightened sister a triumphant grin and leaned forward, licking his lips. Then he pressed his palms against the ivory smoothness of her thighs, drawing apart the ragged pink lips of her cream-frosted pussy. Cathy could feel her face turning crimson with shame but she was powerless to stop the heated feelings that were throbbing through the dew-moist lips of her cunt.
With deliberate slowness, Randy drew the moistened petals of his sister's creamy pussy apart until her cunt was fully exposed. Then he grinned again and licked his lips, smacking them together in an obscene noise that made Cathy blush even harder.
"Ooooh, Pleeeeeease!" Cathy moaned her voice barely more than a frantic whisper. She didn't seem to be able to voice her protest at all. She felt as if her body were leaden, unable to move in resistance to her brother's depraved lewdness.
Randy moved forward like a man staring at a feast. He groaned once, a testimony to the shuddering pink beauty of his sister's cuntal cleft, and then he dropped his head to the pink steaming slit of her eager young cunt. He wiggled his thick probing tongue into the shivering warmth of her pussy. Her heated cuntlips closed around his tongue and embraced it, drawing it deeper and deeper into her flooding cleft of fuck-warmth. There was no resistance now.
Cathy's lips parted and a gasping whimper emerged as her brother's tongue sent ripples of electric sensation through her starved, eager young cunt. The tip of his tongue burrowed heatedly between her dew-covered cuntal lips and she tried to squirm back on the soft cushions to escape the depraved wet heat. It was futile. The cushions were too soft and she was trapped. There was nothing the aroused girl could do to escape this dreadful degradation.
Cathy couldn't bear the look of frenzied lust in her brother's eyes. A whimper of debased humiliation tore from her throat as her brother sucked and licked greedily, devouring her heated cunt with his tongue and lips. Lewd sucking noises emanated from her fleshy cuntal lips. She couldn't control the wanton response of her own femininity to her brother's perverted sucking. Her mind refused to accept the traitorous action of her own body, and Cathy tried to ignore the lascivious reality of this debasing thing that her brother was doing.
"Ooooooo," Cathy moaned a sound like a gurgle escaping her lips. It was a whimper of surrender. There was no way that Cathy could stop him now... not when her raging cunt was crying out for more and more of this forbidden pleasure!
"Aaahhh, please!" Cathy whimpered, moaning fervently and rolling her head back and forth against the cushions of the couch. Her eyes fluttered open and her face turned red as she saw her nakedly splayed thighs and her brother's head between them, nuzzling and devouring the juices of her moist cunt.
For a second, Cathy was able to focus clearly on the scene and she observed her Uncle Burt grinning widely and taking something out of a box on the floor. He seemed pleased at this depraved perversion, almost exultant in her shame and humiliation. Then there was a bright flash and Cathy's mind danced away as her eyes snapped shut again.
Cathy was no longer sure of what was happening, but it appeared to be raining outside. There was another flash behind her closed eyelids and Cathy was positive that she was in the midst of a summer storm. Lightning was flashing over and over again, in time with her brother's lusting tongue. It seemed to be spearing directly into her ragged cuntal slit, slipping over the moist petals of her fleshy cuntlips and driving blazingly into her cunt itself. She could feel her pussy light on fire, and her feminine cleft seemed to sizzle with electricity.
Cathy wanted to cry out-to somehow bring this filthy wickedness to an end-but she couldn't do it. When she opened her mouth only an animalish whimper came out, gurgling up from her lust-heated cunt like a lewd plea for more. Her body was warming, brightened by the lightning, and now her pussy was glowing with heat. She could feel little pinpricks of forbidden pleasure tickle the depths of her raging pussy, and her hips squirmed helpless as Randy speared and prodded the very depths of her inflamed cunt with his thick, juicy tongue.
Cathy was no longer resisting her brother's lewd actions. Now her hips were squirming in greedy circles, trying to capture the tongue that squirmed and probed so deliciously in the oozing wetness of her cunt.
Randy squinted' up into his sister's passion- convulsed face and grinned triumphantly. He had done it again! Now Miss Goody-Goody wasn't acting like a prude any longer. She ought to treat him with a little more respect from now on. She'd been treating him like shit for the last four years and this was Randy's chance to get even. He'd thought about it a lot, especially that first year, when he could hear her moving around in her bedroom next to his, maddeningly close and yet as far away as a million miles. He'd get even with her for not even giving him the time of day.
Randy knew exactly what he should do-he'd planned it all out on those nights when the memory of his sister's lascivious young body had forced him to jack off like some stupid horny adolescent. He should work her right up to the edge-to the frustrated point of full arousal. Then, when she begged for it, as she 'surely would, he should refuse. Naw... I don't think so, he would say. I only give it to girls I like and you're not one, Sis. That would serve her right for treating him like an animal. That would even the score-and then some.
Randy had been all ready to put his plan into action except for one. thing. His uncle needed pictures of him fucking Cathy. He couldn't very well refuse to fuck her if Burt needed those pictures. He'd have to do it but he could do it as slowly and frustratingly as possible. That was one way he could get even. Every time Cathy screamed in frustration and begged him to fuck her deeper, he'd delay. He'd fix the little bitch good before he was through. Maybe he wouldn't let her come at all. That ought to be fitting punishment for the way she'd treated him after that disastrous night.
Randy looked up at his sister again and chuckled lewdly. Yeah, this was the way he wanted her. Just a few more minutes of his juicy licking and she'd be begging for his cock. This time he'd make her beg for a good, long while before he gave it to her. Let Burt capture some of her begging on films that way she'd never be able to forget how she had begged him! ,- A twisted grin flashed on Randy's face as he thought of another way to humiliate his sister. He pushed her thighs outward with his hands, lifting her ass at' the same time until her steaming cunt was fully exposed in all its shimmering pinkness. There was no way that she could stop him now. He was going to humiliate her completely.
She'd never be able to live it down this time, not when she saw the pictures that Burt was taking. Cathy would do anything he said, to keep those pictures from other eyes. She'd be his sex-slave after this wicked night was over.
"Noooo," Cathy mewled, her eyes wide and frightened as she caught sight of her brother's twisted grin. "Pleeeeeease, Noooo!"
If Randy heard his sister's whimpering pleas, he paid them no heed. The searing tip of his tongue flashed out and delved deeply in to her shivering crimson cunt, probing lightly at the fluttering mouth of her pussy, and then diving downward, heading for the forbidden orifice of her tightly puckered anus.
At first the dazed young woman didn't know her brother's intent. She surely would have tried harder to resist, had she guessed the depravity of his next action. But Cathy didn't even think ahead to her brother's next move. She was too busy trying to clear her head and maintain some semblance of dignity throughout this humiliating experience. She had not the slightest hint of what was to come next and her mouth opened in a shocked scream as the driving tip of Randy's tongue dipped down and teased her wantonly in the tautly puckered little hole of her anus.
"Aaaaaggghhh! Noooo!" Cathy screamed, recovering her voice in the shock of the unexpected assault. Then the dazed girl moaned with new and deeper humiliation. Her taut body squirmed and writhed as searing volts of sex-charged current surged up from her quivering body. Her eyes shut in a blaze of total shame, and she made a sputtering noise of protest between her tightly clenched teeth.
"Pleeeeeease! Noooo... Pleeeeeease!" Cathy whimpered, her hips squirming from side to side in a helpless attempt to escape the probing entry of her brother's tongue-tip in her shit-hole. This was the height of humiliation. She heard Randy chuckle lewdly, and then his tongue was probing deeper, insistently sliding into the tiny puckered mouth of her forbidden orifice.
The frightened and aroused girl clenched her buttocks frantically in a frenzied effort to keep out her brother's tongue, but it was to no avail. There was no way that she could save her asshole from his tongue-tip. He was like a probing, frenzied. snake, wriggling and prodding until his tongue skewered her completely, gaining entrance to her tautly puckered shit-ring.
"Noooo, Noooo, Noooo!" Cathy whimpered, but even as the frightened protest gurgled from her moist lips, she knew that she was defeated. She couldn't fight her brother's debasement any longer. There was no fight left in her. The drink had rendered her helpless and the incestuous passion of her body had done the rest. She was trapped in a web of lust, and there was no escape possible for the aroused young blonde.
One last whimper escaped her lips and her tits rose and fell as Cathy gasped for breath. She could feel her throbbing pink nipples poke out lewdly as her last defense collapsed with a crash. Cathy found that her naked ass cheeks were squirming back against her brother's impaling tongue, meeting his deep-thrusting plungings with a sensuous writhing of total abandon.
Cathy struggled to control the raging heat in her body-to stop her uninhibited response to her brother's degrading action. She tried her best to force her body to squirm away from the leavings of Randy's hotly searing tongue, but it was no use. Her body had a will of its own. She was incredibly shamed-forced by her brother to the limits of sexual depravity-but knowing that she was acting like a brazen wanton only excited the young trembling blonde that much more.
"Ooooooo, Yessss!" Cathy moaned, giving up the last hope that her decency would survive. "Yessss, Randy. Yessss!" The lovely young girl spasmed convulsively with the shivering frenzy of her unleashed sexuality. She ground her naked loins up until her asscheeks lifted high in the air and pressed tightly against Randy's face!
Cathy could see Burt moving in closer now. He was holding something, but the aroused girl's numbed mind couldn't quite make out what it was. It was flashing brilliantly-light and dark, light and dark-just like a storm in her consciousness. For one flashing second, Cathy tried to figure out what her uncle was holding in his hand, but it was too much for her dizzy mind to comprehend. It didn't matter anyway-nothing mattered except the delicious waves of indescribable pleasure that surged through her lithe young body. She was mindless with rapturous ecstasy. Nothing mattered except the waves of incredible sensation that quivered through her lusting young body.
"Pleeeeeease... give it to meeee!" Cathy whimpered; her voice high and excited, filling the small living room. "I need it! Please, Randy... Pleeeeeease!"
Randy looked up at his squirming, moaning' sister, and a lewd smile flashed across his face. She was ready for it now-you bet she was ready!
He'd really gotten to her this time. This time his prudish sister was ready for anything he wanted to give her!
As Randy feasted his eyes on the juicy, curly haired slit of Cathy's sizzling cunt, he felt his cock jerk and grow stiff and eager. He wasn't lying in his bed thinking about her this time. This time she was really here, and he was going to give it to her but good. He was going to fuck her now-sink his aching, lust-bloated cock into her warm, inflamed pussy, and feel her fluttering cuntal walls massage him with the liquid fire of her arousal.
Randy stood up slowly, never taking his eyes from her luscious, quivering cunt. He dropped his pants on the floor, and carelessly took off the rest of his clothes. His eyes never left his sister's rippling, heated fuck-fissure-as if he could keep her in this shameful, lewd position by the force of his lustful gaze.
"Ooooooo," Cathy moaned weakly, the sound no more than a guttural mewl. She knew what was going to happen now, and she wanted it so badly she was weak and trembling. Her eyes grew wide as they dropped to Randy's huge, blue-veined cock, and she trembled even more violently. Her brother had grown up since the last time she'd seen him, and he'd grown in ways she'd never even guessed!
An involuntary moan escaped Cathy's lips, and she felt her face turn white. Her eyes opened wide. She couldn't believe how enormously thick and meaty Randy's cock had become. It hadn't been like this before. She could never survive this -never! Randy grinned lewdly as he saw the fright in his sister's eyes. He was a real man now, and he was going to show her what a real man could do.
"Ooooh, Randy!" Cathy whimpered, staring down at her brother's fleshy, blood-engorged cock with fear in her eyes. "Noooo... it... it's too... Ooooh, God!"
The aroused young blonde was horrified at the size of her brother's huge cock, but even as her mind recoiled in horror, her body was convulsed by lusty waves of heat. She almost screamed in terror as Randy gripped the purplish, lust-bloated head of his prick in 'his fist, The huge swollen cock-knob glistened with smeared pre-cum and the eye of his meaty prick-tip seemed to be staring at her, sizing her up for his lusty penetration.
"Ooooh," Cathy whimpered hoarsely as her brother leaned down, lifting her under her arms and pushing her back on the couch. He smashed her legs up against her tits, and the firm, resilient mounds mashed cruelly with the weight of his forceful push. Cathy felt hypnotized, unable to tear her horrified gaze away from her brother's lusting eyes. She wanted to shut her eyes tightly-to blank out the lusty intention she saw written in his face-but she was helpless under his burning gaze. Every cell in her body was vibrating with wanton hunger as she called out to him to hurry-to plunge his huge, meaty hard-on between the sizzling pink lips of her cunt.
"Reach down and grab it, Sis," Randy grinned, very sure of himself now. "You know what you want... grab it and put it in!"
Randy grinned even wider as he felt his sister's hand move, edging down to the turgid thickness of his lust-bloated cock. Her fingers encircled his aroused fu ck-p ole, and it throbbed powerfully in her hand.
"Aaahhh," Cathy gasped, unable to stop her unbidden sigh of pleasure as she felt the throbbing thickness of her brother's meaty cock. Now, with her searing passions guiding her, the quivering young woman moved the knob of his cock up against the pink ragged lips of her cunt. It was there-right at the edge of the fluted, lusting mouth of her cunt. "Yessss," the anguished girl moaned. "Now, Randy... fuck me, now!"
Randy gave a slight gasp at the heat that swelled his massive prick when Cathy's fluttering cuntlips touched his bulbous cockhead. He wiggled his hips until his sister moaned again in anguished frustration. The bitch wanted it this time. There was no mistake about that.
"Pleeeeeease!" Cathy mewled, lifting her hips greedily as her desire overrode her shame. She felt the bloated knobby head of his cock slip between the moist clinging lips of cuntal softness and into the quaking sheath of her cunt. Then, -with a forceful lunge, he was inside her quivering pussy.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cathy squealed. "Randy... please! It... it's too big! I can't take it!"
Randy permitted a sadistic grin to cross his handsome features. Too big, was he? Well, he'd show her what kind of wanton woman she really was. There wasn't the slightest doubt in Randy's mind that his lust-crazed sister could accommodate his huge prick. She'd done it before, hadn't she? And she wasn't even a virgin this time!
"Fuck her, kid... fuck her hard!" a deep voice growled. Cathy looked up in shocked surprise as her eyes met those of her uncle. He was watching her impalement with obvious relish. His eyes were glittering and his face was red with shared enjoyment.
Uncle Burt wanted Randy to fuck her! He was leaning over them -close enough to touch -and Cathy could smell the odor of liquor on the older man's face as he watched in lusty fascination.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cathy whimpered again. Randy's long stiff cock surged far up into her cunt in a rapier-like thrust that knocked the breath 'out of her lungs. His cock raced up the well-lubricated sheath of her cunt, and his forceful thrust didn't stop until he had reached the limit, with his lust-bloated balls banging Cruelly against her body.
"Aaeeeeiiii!" Cathy screeched, her voice objecting to this rude invasion even as her body welcomed his thick surging prick. She heard his bloated balls smack the smooth hairless cleft of her upturned ass with a lewd noise that made her humiliation complete. Cathy was devastated with shame, but she could not stop her greedy cunt from shuddering and clasping around her brother's thick, hot cock.
"Pleeeeeease... Pleeeeeease!" Cathy gurgled over and over again. He was filling her completely; her whole cock-starved body was filled with thick, meaty cock! The humiliated girl was sure that Randy would kill her with his fleshy fuck-spear!
"You want it, don't you, Sis?" Randy grunted, driving his knobby cockhead forward so that it reached the blazing surface of her womb. "Tell me you want it!"
Cathy shook her head back and forth in misery.
She didn't want to say it. Especially not with her uncle hanging on every word she uttered. She didn't want to admit that she welcomed the rude invasion of her brother's blood-heated prick into her pussy.
"Tell me!" Randy grunted again, twisting his hips so that his bulbous cockhead speared even more deeply into his sister's quaking cunt.
"Aaaaaggghhh... y-yes!" Cathy whimpered, closing her eyes in shame. Cathy could think of nothing that would embarrass her more than having to admit that she lusted after her own brother's cock.
"That's right," Randy said, his cock throbbing inside her cunt. "And you want me to fuck you with it... isn't that true?"
Randy would have liked to humiliate his sister further-to force her to beg even longer for the fuck that he knew she wanted. But Randy was having difficulty controlling his own lewd desires at this point. Feeling his sister's quivering cuntal sheath grip his cock was like a dream come true to the young man.
His cock throbbed savagely in the velvety heated grasp of his sister's pussy, and he grunted like a madman as his enormous cock moved in and out. She was his now. He couldn't wait much longer for the action to begin. He had to fuck her now!
Randy gave one last triumphant grin, and then he began to move, his prick starting the deeply thrusting rhythm of savage lust. This time his sister was going to pay homage to his cock, and do penance to the anguish he'd lived with in his loins for want of her. Cathy was going to treat him good tonight or he'd fuck her silly. If she didn't cooperate, he'd drive his thickened prick right up into her shivering cunt so far it would come right out her prissy throat!
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cathy groaned. Her eyes fluttered shut and she howled like an animal in distress as her brother's thrusts deepened. His frenetic skewering movements were filling her completely, driving and pounding like a trip hammer, plunging deeply into her passion-knotted belly.
A guttural mewl came from the anguished girl's lips as she submitted to her brother's hurtful thrusts. Each backward thrust slithered the length of his thick cock-shaft from her gripping cunt until just the purplish, swollen head remained between her moistened pink cuntlips. Then, with a grunt of sadistic desire, Randy plummeted forward again, driving his cock deeply into the heated liquid depths of her cunt.
"Yessss! Yessss! More!" Cathy-whimpered, her eyes smarting from the pain of having her legs pressed so rudely to her chest. Her hair was tangling in the nubby material of the couch as she tossed her head back and forth in pleasure. Her eyes were deep liquid pools of shining lust, and there was a halo of tangled golden tresses around her face as she met her brother's deeply plunging thrusts with an upward movement of her hips.
Her movements were jerky, like an old film run at the wrong speed, and the aroused young woman. could feel the excitement building in her ripe young body. Every deeply pistoning thrust was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm. His thickly engorged cock was rubbing against her heated cuntal sheath so rapidly now, that Cathy imagined that she could feel sparks fly-sparks that would light the fuse to her own inevitable explosion of blinding ecstasy!
Randy felt his balls throb warningly and he slowed, bringing his insanely pounding rhythm down to a deeply sensuous thrusting. He was riding her easily now, feeding her the glistening thickness of his cock in installments, bringing his younger sister to even greater heights of sensuous excitement. He heard her gurgling moan of lust, and his rhythm slowed even more until he was pushing and pulling deeply, dipping deeper and deeper into the well of her cunt.
"Yeah... that's it, Sis," Randy groaned, dipping in and out with excruciating slowness. "You're tight, baby... nice and fucking tight!"
Cathy couldn't stop the upward momentum of her arms as they rose to clasp her brother in a lusty embrace. Her fingernails scratched deep, blood-red furrows in his back, and her body trembled insanely as she heaved her hips up to try to increase this frustrating rhythm. She was almost there-almost at the screeching edge of sexual ecstasy. Another thrust and then another, his skewering cock slicing into her warmly-wet cunt like a heated knife through butter.
There was a heart-stopping moment when Cathy thought the whole world was going to explode along with her. She cried out insanely and her hips thrust upward at Randy's cock, squirming frantically to try to bring on her come. Then it happened, and Cathy went into a violent frenzy, screaming and clawing at her brother like a trapped enraged animal, bleating in the throes of anguished release.
Randy looked down at his sister's lust-crazed face and chuckled softly. He felt the searing flood of her orgasmic juices bathe and swirl around his skewering cock, lubricating his thrusts so that they plunged even deeper now between her white, quaking thighs. Her body stiffened and arched upward in an impossible position. She was screaming out her rapture for him to hear.
Randy rode his climaxing sister like she was a bucking mare, driving in deeply to pin her to the couch. 'Her body was writhing and contorting violently but he managed to spear deeply in spite of her frenzied movements. He fucked her viciously, pushing with forceful lunges and burying his thick cock in the soft shuddering depths of her orgasming cunt.
For a moment it seemed his frenzied young sister would throw off Randy for sure; but he managed to keep his prick deeply imbedded in her pussy. Now it was time for him to come. At last she had reached the pinnacle of her passion and now it was his turn to shoot his white-hot cum into her trembling belly.
Randy gasped as he felt a sizzling gush of cum well up in his lust-bloated balls. It filled him like a burning tide, racing along the lengthy thickness of his prick and swelling the mammoth stiffness of his cock to impossible proportions. He felt like a balloon ready to burst. A final throbbing swell brought the spurting sizzle of his cum to the eye of his swollen cock, where it stopped for one anguished second.
"YEEEEEAH!" Randy yelped, driving into the innermost depths of his sister's lust-heated cunt. His burning cum splattered out in a forceful gush, sloshing and spurting into her eager cunt, filling her so completely that she screamed in ecstasy.
"AAAAAGH!" Cathy cried out, biting her lips until she tasted blood. Her body was awash with his sizzling jism. She was infused by a roaring tidal wave, and the stinging tears flowed down Cathy's cheeks as she felt the product of her brother's incestuous lust. He had done it again! He had ravaged her body with his huge, thickly skewering cock! How could she ever live with this new, frightening degradation?
Cathy closed her eyes, unable to face her brother after this new humiliation. She mewled as she felt his weight lift from her body, and she shivered with shame as he withdrew his huge cock from her shameful cunt. There was a lurid plop as his meaty prick popped free and Cathy felt the tears squeezed out from behind her closed eyelids at this new proof of her debasement. The anguished girl lay there, immovable, for what seemed like hours.
CHAPTER FIVE
At last Cathy dared to open her eyes. She gradually became aware that there had been no sound in the room for quite some time. It was hard to focus at first, and she gazed down at her nude body with marked revulsion. A sticky trail of cum glistened- on one inner thigh in lurid testimony to what had happened. She could see the obscene splay of her legs, and the shattered girl moaned in shame, drawing her cramped legs together in an effort to regain some of her lost dignity.
Cathy clasped her hands together and fearfully raised her eyes to sweep the room. She was alone.
Randy and her uncle were gone.
"Ooooh," Cathy moaned, closing her eyes again in a thankful prayer. She vaguely remembered hearing the door close. Her brother and uncle were probably in another room of the apartment, perhaps preparing for another lewd assault on her body.
At that frightening thought, Cathy's eyes snapped open again. She painfully lowered her bruised legs and lifted herself unsteadily to her feet. She took a tottering step and almost lost her balance. The drinks-there had certainly been more in the drinks her uncle had mixed than straight liquor! Her head was pounding and her mind felt numbed. Everything looked fuzzy and unreal. It was difficult to maintain her balance as she painfully made her way to the bathroom, remembering that there was a lock on the door. If she could just get to the safety of the bathroom, they wouldn't dare to break down the door to ravish her again.
Cathy's fingers fumbled with the lock, and at last it was secured behind her. She dropped to the bathroom rug for a moment, and gathered all of her strength. Then the anguished and despairing girl ran a hot tub and crawled into it, sinking into the soothing water with an audible sigh of relief.
As the bath began to float away some of Cathy's soreness, she began to think clearly again. It was over now. There was no sense dwelling on what had happened. She had to insure that such an incident never happened again. She had to leave her brother's apartment and find another job. She'd never work for her uncle now. He was nothing but a middle-aged lecher, encouraging such a terrible thing.
Cathy thought perhaps she was experiencing some sort of shock as she stretched out in the warm tub. It hadn't really been her fault at all. Her unscrupulous uncle and brother had spiked her drinks with something, and she couldn't be held responsible for what had happened. She had tried to resist in every way possible, but still it had happened. Surely her life wasn't over because of one disastrous incident.
She was well prepared to land another job and find her own apartment. She'd try to forget all about this, and figure out a plan of action. One mistake did not a wanton make.
When the bath water had begun to cool, Cathy' climbed out of the tub. She felt much better now. Her head was beginning to clear, and she took three aspirins for the headache that was pounding behind her temples. Then she slipped on her brother's robe, hanging behind the bathroom door, and listened intently at the keyhole.
A frown crossed Cathy's worried face as nothing but silence greeted her. Had they gone? Where were they, and even more important, were they coming back? There was no way to find out except to go into the apartment and look.
With shaking knees, Cathy emerged from the steamy bathroom, and carefully padded through the rooms of the apartment. It was completely deserted. Then Cathy noticed there was a dead bolt lock on the door. She would be perfectly safe if she locked the deadbolt and went to sleep. She was so tired she could scarcely keep her eyes open. If Randy came back to the apartment tonight, he would find himself locked out. It served him right. He should sleep on the street with the winos and criminals for what he and her uncle had done to her tonight.
Cathy didn't relax until she had locked the deadbolt and checked the windows carefully.
Assured that there was no possible access to the apartment, she smiled at last. She was safe now. She'd get up early in the morning, and be gone before her brother came back. She'd be able to plan things better if she got a good night's sleep.
Cathy pulled the heavy cushions off the couch and made a bed by the front door. She was taking no chances tonight. If Randy came back, she would hear him. And if he was foolish enough to try to break into the apartment, she would call the police. Of course he wouldn't be prosecuted for trying to break into his own apartment but, with the police there, she could leave with them and find a hotel.
With the phone near her hand, Cathy crawled under the blankets and pulled them up to her chin. She had the distressing feeling that her life was about to change drastically, but she dismissed the feeling as simply an aftermath of her horrid experience. What had happened tonight was over, and she would decide what to do in the morning. Everything would look much different, then.
CHAPTER SIX
As the shrill sound invaded Cathy's almost comatose sleep, she jerked upright and reached for the ringing telephone, an action she regretted as soon as she heard the voice on the other end of the line.
"I have nothing to stay to you, Uncle Burt!" Cathy hissed, recognizing her uncle's voice, and shuddering as she thought of the humiliation she had suffered only hours ago. "As far as your job goes, I quit!"
"Just a minute, dear," Burt interjected hastily, not at all dissuaded by his attractive niece's anger.
"There's something that the three of us have to discuss. I'll expect you in the coffee shop around the corner in fifteen minutes."
Cathy blinked as she found herself holding a dead receiver. She hung up the instrument, and shook her head. She didn't have anything to discuss with her brother and uncle. They had behaved despicably last night. There was no reason why she should meet them at all.
A vague pin prick of uneasiness' prickled the base of Cathy's spine as she hurriedly dressed and prepared to take a taxi to the YWCA. There was something about last night that she should remember-something about a storm and flashes of brilliant lightning. She pulled the curtains and looked out at the dry garden below her in the apartment complex. There hadn't been rain for at least several days.
Either her mind had been playing tricks on her, or something else had given her the impression of an electrical storm. Perhaps she should meet her brother and uncle at the coffee shop, just to clear the air. They wouldn't be able to try anything there in such a public place. She wouldn't go anywhere with them, or accept their forthcoming apologies, but she could at least listen to what they had to say. It might calm her rattled nerves to hear their embarrassed apologies.
Cathy took one look at herself in the mirror, and was surprised to 'find that she looked the same as she always had. There was no hint on her smooth, unlined face, of the humiliation she had suffered, and her skin was glowing with a healthy color. Her eyes were clear and she looked entirely normal.
Cathy wound her hair into a tight bun and skewered it firmly with hairpins. There! Now she looked like a prim and proper young woman, dressed for a business meeting. No one in the coffee shop would guess that she was the victim of her lewdly sadistic brother and uncle. Cathy even managed to forget about it as she walked spritely down the stairs, and breathed in the clear morning air on her way to the designated meeting place.
"Aaahhh, Cathy!" Burt smiled, pulling out a chair as Cathy came through the restaurant door uncertainly. "Come and sit down, dear. I've ordered you a nice, filling breakfast. You must be starved."
Cathy inhaled deeply, resenting her uncle's assumption, but feeling the beginnings of hunger pangs in her stomach. She hadn't eaten since yesterday-and that had been a tray on the plane. She was hungry, even though she'd rather die than admit it. The flustered young woman tried to maintain an attitude of severity, but the bright cheerful interior of the coffee shop made her almost feel herself again. Of course, she wouldn't accept her uncle's apology, but it had been nice of him to order her breakfast.
A slight smile played over Burt's face as he watched Cathy devour her breakfast. This was a part of his business that excited the middle-aged executive immensely. It was the wait before the kill-the suspense before the inevitable capture of a young, desirable victim. Cathy wouldn't be sitting there so comfortably, with her young lithe body relaxed in the green plastic chair, if she knew what he had in the manila envelope sitting on the table. Burt felt his cock rise to a stiff, unyielding hard-on as he thought about the pictures in that innocent-looking envelope. They'd turned out even better than he had expected, and the horny ad man felt his blood-engorged prick throb as he mentally reviewed the contents of the 8 x 10 glossies he and Randy and stayed up all night developing.
Cathy was in for the shock of her life, just as soon as she finished chewing her last bit of toast. Immediately after that last piece of food disappeared between her moist lips, he'd give her the envelope and watch her luscious young body squirm with humiliation and fear.
"Thank you very much for breakfast, but I really must be going now," Cathy said, wiping her lips with a flutter of her napkin. "We really don't have anything to discuss. I'm going to look~ for another job."
"Well... if that's the way you feel about it... " Burt said evenly, winking at Randy. "Then I guess there's nothing I can say to change your mind. Here's a little present for you, my dear. Perhaps you can use the contents of this envelope to help you land a- new job."
Cathy looked at the envelope lying on the table.
A sudden stab of fright made her hand tremble as she reached out to take it. She had the distressing feeling that she shouldn't even open the envelope to see what was inside. Now there was a new air of tension present at the gingham-covered table, and Cathy felt a trifle apprehensive as she opened the clasp on the envelope, and took a quick peek inside.
"Oh!" the startled girl gasped. "Oh, my God!" There was a moment of silence as Cathy drew out the photographs with shaking fingers. Her face turned a dull red color, and she felt as if she might faint. It hadn't been an electrical storm last night. Uncle Burt had taken flash pictures of everything that had happened, and she was the subject of each and every lewd, disgusting photograph.
Cathy made a quick move to tear the envelope and its contents in half, but her uncle's rough grasp stopped her.
"Go ahead and tear them up," Burt chuckled.
"It's not going to do you any good. - I have the negatives and it's a simple matter to make more prints. Why don't we all go up to my office and discuss this in more privacy?"
"You... you... you brute!" Cathy hissed, staring with disgust at her uncle's grinning face." I wouldn't go to your office if my life depended on it'"
"Not your life, my dear," Burt said gravely.
"I'm sure you could survive nicely, even if these pictures became public. But there's someone else to consider, isn't there? How would your mother feel if I sent her a copy of these lovely pictures? Mmmmm?"
Cathy felt the blood drain from her face, and she grasped the edge of the table tightly to keep from fainting. He was blackmailing her! Her own uncle was blackmailing her and her brother was a part of it, too!
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Y-you're trying to turn me into a whore!" Cathy gasped, facing her uncle angrily from one of the leather chairs that flanked his huge redwood desk. "I won't do it! I won't!"
"I'm afraid you don't have any choice," Burt answered. "I certainly don't want to send these pictures to your mother, along with the bank deposits that Randy altered, but I'll do it if you leave me no choice. It's all up to you, my dear. It's entirely your decision."
Cathy closed her eyes as the entire scope of her uncle's scheme became clear. She was trapped, and Randy was trapped- too. They were pawns in her uncle's game-helpless to resist, if they hoped to protect their mother from harm. Cathy knew that the shock of seeing those awful, obscene photographs, and the evidence that Randy had altered the bank deposits, would hurt her mother. She couldn't let her mother know about the trap she and Randy had fallen into. She had to protect her mother from the knowledge that her children were in this kind of depraved trouble.
"I... I... all right," Cathy whispered, gazing miserably down at the floor. "I'll do whatever you say. Just don't show these pictures to Mother."
"That's better," Burt grinned, giving the miserable girl a lewd wink. "Besides... you might even decide that you like the assignment. B.J. Harrison is a nice man. And by the time we're through with you today, you'll know every trick in the book."
"Wh-what do you mean?" Cathy whispered, more afraid now than ever. She had the dreadful feeling that she knew exactly what her uncle meant, but the thought was too horrid to even consider. Surely her uncle wasn't going to-no, she'd never live through something that depraved.
"First, you're going to do a little strip for me, my dear," Burt grinned, pulling the terrified young blonde to her feet. "Come on now... strip just like you're going to do for B.J. tonight."
Cathy felt her body rise against her will. She had to do it. Even though it-would nearly kill her, she had to do her uncle's bidding. She couldn't let her mother see those photographs.
It seemed like an eternity as Cathy squeezed her eyes shut, and falteringly got out of her clothes. "That's right," her uncle's praise rang in her ears. "Now the brassiere, and make it sexy or you'll have to do it all over again."
At last Cathy's clothes were off and she shivered in revulsion, still unable to face her uncle and brother. Now the worst part was going to come. He said he was going to show her some tricks-just what kind of tricks, Cathy wasn't sure. But she knew for certain that she wasn't going to enjoy them. Her uncle was an animal-a lust-crazed raging animal!
"Now lift up your titties and let me get a good look at them before I teach you how to suck my cock," Burt grunted, staring at Cathy's lovely curves with an expression of fierce lust on his face.
"I've been thinking about this all night, baby. It's about time you shared the wealth with your uncle, don't you think?"
Cathy felt her mind go numb with horror. Suck his cock? She couldn't. She'd rather die than do something that depraved. But if she didn't do it, her uncle would show those horrid pictures to her mother. Somehow she had to do it. She didn't dare resist her uncle with the threat of the pictures hanging over her head.
With trembling fingers, Cathy lifted her full young tits and held them high, the crinkly pink nipples punching out into the air. She felt the goose bumps rise on her back, as she heard a metallic sound. She glanced up fearfully as her depraved uncle pulled his thick fleshy cock from his pants.
"Noooo," Cathy whimpered her nipples hardening at the sight of her uncle's massive prick.
She looked at his huge blue-veined cock and shivered violently, not believing the size of his fuck-pole. Why, he was even bigger than Randy! How could he possibly expect her to-she couldn't! She just couldn't! But, she had to.
As Cathy stared in mute fascination at her uncle's blood-engorged member, she felt a flutter of excitement race through her veins.
Beneath his blood-thickened cock dangled his cum-laden balls-as huge. as tennis balls. A drop of white, sticky cum oozed from the purplish pulpy head of his cock-a white droplet that seemed to shimmer and tremble almost as much as her shaking body.
Burt felt the heat rise in his loins as he stared at his niece's lush body and her soft, moist trembling lips. She'd like it just fine, once she'd gotten the hang of it. He'd teach her to be the best cocksucker around. And she'd love it, too.
She'd be grateful to him for teaching her how to have fun, someday. She was the same as any other woman-all innocent-acting and prissy until a good man got a hold of her. He'd make a real woman out of her today.
Cathy shut her eyes so quickly that wrinkles formed around her eyelids. Somehow, the terrified young woman felt that if she could block out the lusting ~yes of her uncle completely, she could keep anything dreadful from happening. But even as Cathy refused to look, she could still feel the heat of her uncle's passion-engorged prick as -it neared the trembling softness of her moist lips. Her eyes popped open against her will, and she gasped in horror as he rubbed his thick cock over her cheek and smeared its sticky pre-cum over her unwilling lips.
"Open your mouth, bitch!" Burt ordered tipping Cathy back in the chair until his stiffened cock throbbed in excitement. He wasn't about to stand for any nonsense from his frightened niece today. She had fought against Randy last night, but he wasn't going to put up with any insubordination from her now.
Burt centered his huge cock on Cathy's tightly clenched lips, and tangled his fingers in her disarranged golden hair. Then he tugged viciously, forcing the lovely young girl to cry out in anguished pain.
"Oooowwwww! Noooo, Uncle Burt... stop! Noooo!" she shrieked.
This was exactly what her depraved uncle had planned. Burt grinned victoriously as Cathy's lips parted in shrieking protest, and before the startled girl could realize that she had opened her mouth to his cream, he had carefully squirmed the bulbous head of his prick between her even white teeth. He heard the terrified girl gasp and choke in protest, but his cock was inside her mouth now. He had done it!
Cathy's mind whirled in agony. She had fallen for his trap. His hideously huge cock was between her lips now, and she worked her mouth furiously trying to spit it out. Then she heard her uncle chuckling obscenely as her tongue batted against his thickened hard-on.
"That's it, honey... that feels really good. Work that hot wet tongue of yours around a little more and give me a real treat!"
Cathy immediately stopped trying to force her uncle's huge cock from her mouth and looked up at him with shocked horror. Why, she was pleasing him by her effort to expel his cock from her mouth! It was useless anyway. There was no way she could force his cock out of her mouth if he was pushing in at the same time.
Finally defeated by her uncle's trickery, Cathy looked up at him, and her face turned red with shame. He was smirking-grinning at her lewdly-at her efforts to resist. And she could see the huge pole of his cock crammed tightly between her firm young lips. She was completely helpless, now that he had achieved his objective, and both of them knew it.
Cathy felt her body tremble with unspeakable 'shame as she felt her own traitorous lips surround the mammoth blue-veined stiffness of his cock. As her lips closed around his thick fleshy prick, she felt it throb along the surface of her heated tongue. Even though she was shocked and trembling with revulsion, the anguished young blonde had to admit that her uncle's cock wasn't as vile as she had expected. It felt huge and powerful in her mouth, and the passion in her body seemed to be growing in leaps and bounds as she told herself that she had to do it-to obey her uncle's every lewd demand.
"Suck it!" Burt snapped again, driving his fleshy cock even deeper between Cathy's trembling lips.
Almost without thought, Cathy began to tentatively suck on his huge, blood-heated cock. She couldn't seem to help the heat that was consuming her trembling young body. Even though she tried to remain as calm as possible under the circumstances, she felt her control slipping as ripples of desire invaded her taut cunt.
"Tongue it!" Burt grinned. "Lick it while you suck it... stroke it with your tongue, honey... that's the way I like it!"
"Ummmmmmmmm!" Cathy moaned, unable to stop the immediate response of her tongue and lips to her uncle's obscene command. A bit more of his hugely swollen cock slid over hex tongue and probed the sharp white edges of her teeth as he moved closer and closer to her shame-colored face.
"That's better... much better!" Burt gasped, reacting to the searing heat of Cathy's tentatively stroking tongue. His fingers gripped the sides of Cathy's head tightly, and he started to piston his cock in and out of the wet, fleshy oval of her lips, driving it in and out ill a. fuck-rhythm that almost gagged the innocent young girl.
"Lick it now... lick it all over while you're sucking," Burt grunted, driving in deeper and faster. His cock began to throb hugely. She was turning into a good little cocksucker with her nimble, blazing tongue and her soft, clenching lips. Yes sir. Cathy was going to do just fine being B.J. Harrison's playmate. She caught on to cocksucking much faster than any of the other girls he'd taught.
"Swallow it, baby!" Burt yelped, driving deeply into Cathy's flaming throat. "Swallow every hot inch of my cock!"
Cathy swallowed before she quite knew what she was doing. There! That was better. Now she wasn't gagging quite so much. But the way that her spasming throat was clutching and sliding along her uncle's huge. cock seemed to have an unexpected effect on the sadistic ad man. Cathy gasped as she felt the length of his huge prick suddenly begin to throb urgently, tensing and stiffening into a long searing pole of rigid cock-flesh. It was growing hotter too! She could feel the heat traveling along her tongue as she licked desperately, trying to stop the sickened feeling in her mind as she thought of what she was doing. She was sucking and licking like a crazed woman now, trying not to think-mot to react to the bile that was rising in her throat from this humiliating perversion.
"MMMMMPH!" Cathy gulped. The despicable moment she had known was inevitable was here. Her uncle's cock began to explode right in her throat.
Cathy shuddered in revulsion. She was caught.
The terrified girl had no choice at all. It was either swallow and suck his creamy jism down her throat, or choke to death as it gushed in heavy, milk-smooth torrents, sloshing against the back of her mouth and flooding down the ravished tunnel of her throat. She had to swallow his cum if she wanted to survive'!
Cathy swallowed desperately, drinking down her uncle's cum like a kid drinking a yummy milkshake. She felt her throat relax and contract evenly; drinking and sucking continually until at last the torrent lifted, and Burt pulled his drained cock from her sticky lips.
Her eyes were still shut tightly, and she shivered in disgust, hating herself for the tide of warmth that was growing between her silky white thighs. She could feel the heat growing, whirling her I deeper and deeper into the web of lust, and she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Her stomach was filled with creamy thick cum, but still she wanted more.
Cathy had turned into a wanton and she didn't care what happened now. There was no shame left in the trembling young' woman. She wanted her uncle to teach her whatever lurid tricks he knew. She wanted more cock-cock that would fill her completely. Cock that would fill her cunt, her throat, her whole body. Cathy Robinson was starved for a feast of hard, skewering, powerfully throbbing cock!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cathy heard her uncle's voice, and Randy's answering him, but their words were indistinguishable. She seemed to be floating on a sea of lust-hearing nothing but the excited pounding of her own heartbeat and feeling only the anguished longings of her own cock-starved body. She felt strong arms clamp around her body like heated steel bands, but the sex-starved girl had not the slightest thought of resistance. She wanted to be shamed and degraded, to be abused and ravaged, just as long as they gave her what she so desperately needed in the end.
"You bet I do!" Randy gasped lustily answering his uncle's question. "But Burt... I know she's never done it before, and she's bound to be awfully tight. Do you think we should?"
Dimly Cathy began to hear the conversation going on about her. They were arguing about something-talking about her, she was sure. Whatever it was didn't matter to the sex-starved girl. She wanted it! One of them had to fuck her or she'd go completely crazy, her mind burned out by the raging desire running rampant through her trembling greedy body.
"Do it!" Cathy hissed. "Pleeeeeease... give it to meeee!"
If Cathy had guessed exactly what she was begging for, the lust-crazed young woman might have changed her mind. Cathy's mind had stopped working for the moment, and all she cared about was the lust running like fierce streaks of naughty fire through her heated, quaking cunt.
Perhaps it wouldn't have mattered, even if Cathy had heard the full conversation. She might have agreed, anyway. At this particular point in time, (Cathy didn't care who or how. She just knew that someone had to put out the fire of passion in her trembling pussy.
Randy felt his pulse race as he heard his sister's lusty plea. She did want it! She had said so herself. Well, he certainly wasn't going to deny his beautiful crazed sister from the pleasure that soon would be hers. He'd give it to her just the way Uncle Burt had suggested-right in the tiny puckered ring of her delectably tight shit-hole.
"Ooooooo, Yessss!" Cathy moaned, not aware of the whimper that escaped her lips as Randy forced her to her knees on the rug. "Give it to me, Randy... fuck meeee!"
Randy's eyes burned brightly with lusty perversion as he gazed at his sister's tiny pink anal ring. He'd always wanted to do something this lustful, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that his own prudish sister would be begging to be fucked in this wild manner. Her asshole glistened and trembled as he gazed at it. Such a lovely and untried target was fuel to Randy's lust. He remembered how she had cried out and trembled, when he had pushed his thick tongue up that little pink ring last night. Now he was going to give her even more.
She might not like it much at first, but he'd make her do it anyway. Once that pinkly puckered ass-ring stretched out to accommodate his huge prick, she'd be begging him for more.
Cathy was a bit startled as she found herself kneeling on the deep green carpet. Her cunt was clamoring for the thick stiffness of her brother's meaty hard-on, and there wasn't a thought of resistance in Cathy's lust-inflamed mind as she let him spread her legs widely. If he wanted to do it this way, it was all right with her. It was a little odd, but she'd overheard a few of her girlfriends whispering about the new positions their boy-friends tried.
Cathy didn't have the slightest notion that her brother was intending to try much more than a simple change of positions. She'd never heard of ass-fucking before, and even if she had, it was doubtful that Cathy would have guessed that her brother was about to butt-fuck her. Such actions were perverted, and happened only in dreadful, depraved stories. Real people certainly didn't do things like that, even a person as sex-crazed and wicked as her brother.
Randy dropped to his knees behind his trembling sister, and his hands groped for her naked hips. He tightened his grip on her, holding her captive as his lust-engorged cock pressed forward, nosing right up to the heated softness of her buttocks.
"Aaahhh," Cathy mewled, her lusty desires rising like a tidal wave. She turned her head, glimpsing her brother's blazing eyes and she shivered in unspeakable lust. Then he was- pushing forward, frantically poking deeply with his skewering cock.
Cathy wiggled her hips wantonly as the bulbous head of her brother's blood-engorged cock slid into the heated wetness of her pussy-slit. It was in only an inch or so, but the trembling young woman felt an instant rush of flowing lubrication shoot from her quaking cuntal walls and flood over his burning prickhead. This was what she wanted. Except that she wanted much, much more!
"Yeah!" Randy gasped, spearing deeply into his sister's flooding cunt. He was almost tempted to stay in her shuddering, sizzling cuntal groove, but he reluctantly withdrew. Fucking her ass would be even more fun. Getting into the tight rubbery ring of her anus was a challenge to the lusty young man, and he was going to do it. At least his turgidly stiff cock was well greased now. It shouldn't be quite as difficult as it looked.
Cathy gave a startled choking gasp as the enormity of her brother's lust became apparent to her. Her mouth dropped open in unspeakable fear as he pushed the bulbous head of his giant cock between the tightly-clenched little strips of muscle around her asshole. Surely he wasn't going to... he wouldn't dare to...
"AAAAGHHHHH! NOOOOOO!" the anguished girl screamed, her voice rising hysterically. "NOOOOOO! You're KILLING meeee!"
Cathy's throat bubbled with a spine-curdling scream as he sank his thick, lust-inflamed cock deeper into the tightly shivering grip of her painfully spasming shit-hole. She screamed over and over, but there was no stopping her sadistic brother now-not when he had tasted the forbidden fruit at last, and found it even sweeter than he had imagined.
She could feel his huge hard-on far up inside her now, viciously spreading the soft fleshy tissues of her anal passage with jabbing thrusts that made the pain swim like red streaks in front of her eyes.
Cathy felt another pair of hands pressing her down. Her uncle was pushing her shoulders down until her face was meeting the rough tufts of the carpet, and she caught a glimpse of his lewd face as he watched the hugeness of her brother's cock slide in and out of her anus with rapid deeply skewering strokes.
"Fuck her hard!" Burt grinned, feeling his own prick begin to harden with a new life."Fuck her good, and when she's hot enough, I'm going to get me some too!"
Cathy shuddered and sobbed as the blinding pain went on and on. She instinctively tightened her rectal muscles in an effort to expel her brother's huge cock, but she found that to be a disastrous mistake. The moment she tried to clamp her muscles tightly, Randy let out a howl of depraved enjoyment. As the soft clinging walls of her blazing rectum closed around his turgid hard-on, Randy began to slam his hips forward and drive his cock hard against her upturned buttocks.
"NOOOOOOO!" Cathy screamed again, pain fogging her mind with sharp agony. Her brother's huge, hot balls were slamming against her now, swinging heavily between her nakedly splayed thighs, and salaciously rubbing against the wetly heated moistness of her pussy-slit.
Cathy's face grimaced with pain. The tears shot from her eyes like a spraying fountain, and covered her cheeks with salty shame. She could feel the sweat dripping from her brother's lustily working body, landing oil her back like heated drops of rain. She was degraded beyond salvation, debased and humiliated in the most forbidden, sadistic way she had ever imagined, but even as Cathy's eyes burned with the flowing tears of shame, her body began to betray her insidiously again.
"AAAAAGH!" Cathy sobbed, her hips beginning a slow sensuous rhythm that she was unable to stop. Then her buttocks were grinding back, rubbing lasciviously against his sweat-covered, wiry belly. The bruised and ravaged walls of her abused ass-chute began to quiver and contract lewdly around the heated stiffness of his prick, and her body began to throb, as if she were dancing internally to some animalish, depraved beat.
Her body was betraying her in ways she had never guessed, her hips backing against the rudely invading thrusts and pushing hard against his naked young loins as his pulsing cock disappeared into the heated tight wetness between her shivering asscheeks.
"Hey... you like it, don't you?" Randy grinned, watching his sister move back toward his impaling cock with increased abandon. "Look at that, Burt! She really likes it!"
Cathy's smooth cheeks flushed with her brother's observation, but she couldn't stop the grinding action of her trembling asshole any more than she could stop the wind from blowing. She was still ashamed, still blushing with humiliation, as her body ground back in a wiggling, rearing dance of incredible arousal.
She whimpered in lustful abandon as she pushed greedily back, skewering herself again and again on Randy's lust-thickened cock. His forceful thrusts were impaling her bowels, and Cathy began to whimper and whine in an agony of ecstatic frenzy as Randy reached around her glistening body and grabbed her jiggling tits, squeezing them crudely until her turgid nipples bore into his palms. The pain was not completely erased by Cathy's passion, but it didn't matter now. She knew that soon the pain would become a pleasure and then...
"Pleeeeeease!" Cathy shrieked, nearing that peak of ecstasy that made her tremble in lust and fear. "Hurry... harder, Randy... Yessss!"
"Turn her over now!" Burt grunted, pushing hard against Randy's back. "Come on now... it's about time I got in on this too!"
Without really realizing what was about to happen, Cathy found herself lifted, rolled onto her back with her full weight resting on her brother's stiffly impaled cock. He was under her now, still brutally ravishing her asshole. The young blonde felt her face stiffen and her eyes roll back in her head as she gazed up at her uncle's cock, stiffly erect again and aimed right at the pink lips of her watering cunt.
"Ooooooo, no!" Cathy gasped. "Ooooooo, please! You you'll kill me! You can't... Pleeeeeease NOOOOOOOOO!"
Cathy felt Randy's arms clasp her in a grip of steel as Burt aimed the tip of his lust-bloated cock right at her flooding cuntal entrance. She could no longer help the lusty words that poured from her throat. Suddenly, the lovely young blonde didn't care that she was being used by her brother and uncle in a cruel act of sexual depravity. She needed it, and her eyes fastened on her uncle's huge fleshy cock with a mixture of fear and agonizing desire. "Give it to meeee!" Cathy whimpered, her voice coming out in a hoarse guttural mewl. "Pleeeeeease... I need it so bad! Give it to me... both of you... fuck meeee!"
Burt took a deep breath. He was almost too excited to enter his willing niece right now. The sight of Randy fucking her in the ass had excited the older man almost uncontrollably. He made a conscious effort to bring his own fiery passion under control as he watched his wanton young niece writhe like a high-voltage wire across his nephew's body.
He could see the pink ragged tissues of her pussy quiver and shake, and the gush of cum that coated her soft pink cuntal slit convinced Burt that he and Randy had won, this time. Cathy wouldn't resist them after this little afternoon fun. She'd be begging for more of their joint fucking, once she knew the pleasure of two cocks sliding and pushing into her body, inciting her to crushing orgasms.
Burt moved quickly, straddling Randy's legs and spreading Cathy's alabaster thighs with his hands, until her juicy hair-fringed cunt appeared in sensuous invitation. He guided the fleshy pole of his cock between the shuddering pink petals of her cunt.
"Give it to meeee!" Cathy cried hysterically.
"Hurry... Ooooooo God! Hurry!"
Suddenly, Cathy's voice rose in an animalish squeal, as her uncle's cock slithered into the deepest recesses of her belly. She was truly fucked now-fucked in a way that she had never dreamed existed. She was a sandwich-a writhing, screaming, clawing flurry of lusting madness, as her uncle and brother began to work in unison, fucking her to madness with their tandem thrusts. She was cruelly pinned between them-sadistically impaled on a pair of huge, thickened cocks-one between her soft, quivering buttocks in a forbidden and vile ravishment-the other plundering the warm moist fissure of her hair-fringed cunt.
"AAAAAAGH!" Cathy gurgled.
If she gazed up at her uncle she' could see the lust written on his face, and if she raised her head just a little further she could see the fleshy, glistening pole of his blue-veined cock pistoning in and out of her ravaged pussy. Every time her uncle withdrew his huge cock, her battered cuntal-flesh seemed to cling to the side of his mammoth fuck-pole, making lurid, wet smacking noises in the air. She could feel Randy's hugely stiffened prick in her anus, even though she could not see it. It was moving back and forth in an exact duplicate of her uncle's rhythm. It was almost as if the two cocks were held together by a single attachment, so that they both hurtled in tandem, plunging and stuffing her deeply one moment, and then drawing out the next.
She was being used - fucked to within an inch of her life-and Cathy could not complain. She found that she did not want to complain. There was something so savage and forbidden about this lewd act, she found herself bouncing and writhing in absolute naked submission between them, wanting it to go on and on until the incredible explosion came.
Higher and higher the pronged girl whirled, almost coming now, and still she wanted more. An almost inhuman scream gurgled up from her throat as she tottered on the very brink of a crashing orgasm.
"Yessss!" Cathy shrieked her words nearly incoherent. "I... I'm commmming! I'M COMMMMMING! " Suddenly, the two men began to fuck her like a machine, harder and deeper until she could do nothing but scream over and over as the hot liquid of orgasmic release flowed out of her cunt with a gush, and formed a blazing fountain of wetness to bathe her lovers' cocks. She was coming so hard; the crazed girl thought she'd never stop. Vaguely, she felt her uncle's cock throb urgently, and then the two men were coming too-almost as one-shooting their vicious, splattering loads into her body.
"AAAAAAGH!" Cathy shrieked, almost fainting with incredible pleasure. She was completely filled, her insides fairly sloshing with a burst of torrential cum. Her body writhed, still in the crashing roar of orgasm as her shuddering pink cunt sucked and squeezed, matching the move-ments of her rubbery rectum, emptying and sucking until every drop of their cum was caught in her enflamed body.
A warm satisfaction seemed to come over the nearly deranged girl as she felt the dizzy waves sweep her away. She was nearly fainting, filled with the sloshing hot cum from her uncle and brother, but Cathy knew, even in her half--conscious state, that her life had been changed drastically.
CHAPTER NINE
Cathy patted her hair nervously as she stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall toward the penthouse suite where B.J. Harrison stayed when he was in' town. At first, she had felt no better than a whore-a perfumed and practiced call-girl, ready to be sent on her first assignment.
The young blonde still felt a bit like a whore as she walked slowly down the thickly carpeted hallway. She stopped in front of an ornate, gold-framed mirror and checked her appearance. That made her feel considerably better. She didn't look the least bit like a lady of the evening. Her eyes still had that bright innocent glow and her blonde tresses hung loosely around her lovely face in shining waves, freshly washed and styled by the most expensive salon in town. Cathy knew that she had never looked lovelier.
A current of electric excitement seemed to possess the lovely young blonde as she pressed the buzzer to BJ Harrison's suite.
Despite her initial revulsion at her position, she was excited. Her cunt-juices were beginning to flow now, and Cathy knew that she had been well-trained by her brother and uncle. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all. It might even be fun, if she relaxed and gave this wealthy Texan a chance.
One look at the tall, handsome man and Cathy knew that the evening was going to be worth every bit of shame and humiliation she had endured for the past twenty-four hours. She smiled regally-like a princess-and stepped eagerly into the penthouse suite. Yes, everything was going to be fine now, and if she read the light in B.J. Harrison's eyes correctly, she might have a little surprise in store for her uncle and brother! Cathy Robinson was on her way at last, and she could hardly wait to show RI. Harrison a thing or two!
Burt Robinson was just thinking about his niece Cathy, when the intercom buzzed on his desk. Cathy had been seeing B.J. Harrison for three months now, and more and more business was coming Burt's way. Still, B.J. hadn't firmly committed the entirety of his advertising budget. It might not hurt to call Cathy in -for another little talk. He could show her the pictures again, and make an ultimatum. If she didn't convince B.J. to hand over his entire account, it would be a simple matter to arrange a little meeting-a family meeting where the pictures would be the prime subject of conversation. Of course, Cathy wouldn't want her mother to see them. That threat had worked beautifully before, and it would work many times over, Burt was sure. Then, after B.J.'s account was firmly landed, there were other industrialists who would like a well-stacked, well-trained blonde to cater to their every whim. Burt was sure that his lovely niece would net him ever-increasing profits in the years to come.
"Mr. B.J. Harrison to see you, Sir," his secretary said, a note of awe in her voice. "He says it's very important."
"Certainly, Shirley," Burt replied, leaning back in his chair. "Send him right in. I always have time for B.J."
Burt was just congratulating himself on the success of his venture with Cathy, when RJ. Harrison strode into the office. RJ. looked positively glowing this morning and there was a twinkle in his eye that Burt was sure meant the closing of a business deal. Burt had seen that twinkle in B.J.'s eye before, and he permitted himself a triumphant grin as the wealthy Texan took a seat in one of the leather-covered chairs flanking his desk.
"Well, well, B.J.," Burt started. "And what can I do for you this morning?"
"Well now; I'm glad to hear you talking that way," B.J. grinned. "There is something you can do for me, Burt. There's a little something that needs straightening out around here, and I think you can do the job just fine."
"Whatever you want, B.J.," Burt replied respectfully. "You know I'm always glad to do a little business for a friend."
"I'm going to be more than a friend by this time next week," BJ grinned. "As a matter of fact, we're all going to be family. You see, your pretty little niece has accepted my proposal of marriage. She finally said yes, just last night. The poor little darling was all worried about something though... something only you can straighten out. It seems there's a little scandal in the family, and Cathy was all worried about how. it would affect our marriage. She's a little worrier, your niece. I told her it wouldn't make-a particle of difference, and I could get you to straighten it all out in no. time flat. It shouldn't ~e hard for a smart man like you... isn't that right, Burt?"
"Uh... scandal?" Burt' breathed, his hands turning cold and clammy as he guessed what B.J. was talking about. "Wh-what kind of a scandal?"
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about, Burt," B.J. said, grinning affably. "There's a little matter of some pictures of my intended... not the kind of pictures we'd like to see passed into the wrong hands, if you know what I mean. And then there's another matter of some altered bank deposits. I'd like those, too. So y'all trot right over there to that safe where you keep. them, and hand them over, Burt. And if you've got any funny notion about holding out on me, you'll find yourself in a passel of trouble. I told you I don't like scandal in the family, but I guess I wouldn't suffer too much if word of some of the business deals you've made gets out.. like that deal with Houghton Electronics, for instance.. " Burt felt the sweat pop out on his forehead. No one knew about that! How did B.J. find out about that, unless he had paid informants in Burt's office?
"That Shirley sure is a sweet little gal," B.J. went on. "She's got a real quick trigger on that copying machine, and you'd be surprised what she can come up with. You didn't know that Shirley was my cousin, did you, Burt? It's always nice having relatives work for you, I always say."
Burt felt his legs start to tremble as he got up from his chair and hurried toward the safe. B.J. wasn't kidding! There was no doubt in Burt's mind that B.J. could ruin him forever if he didn't do exactly as the rich Texan ordered.
"There, Ohhhh, that's a lot better," B.J. chuckled, taking the envelope from Burt's shaking fingers and examining the contents quickly to make sure everything was there. "That's the kind of cooperation that's going to net you some good money when you get the offer on your business tomorrow. And I'd advise you to sell, Burt. The price is fair, and if you stay in business, I have the feeling that most of your accounts are going to pull right out from under your nose. Y'all know how that goes in business. A word here and a word there, and before you know it, your company isn't worth a plugged nickel."
"Sell?" Burt gasped. "But... but B.J.! I... I don't understand!"
"I've got another job for you, Burt... a job where you won't get into any trouble," B.J. smirked. "It was your niece's idea. I wanted to lock you up for a long time, but she thought you deserved a break. She thought I should put you in charge of my business in South America... said you'd fit in just fine down there."
Burt stared at the office door for a long time after it had closed behind B.J. Harrison. He had trouble believing what had happened. Then Burt permitted himself a slight smile. He supposed it could -have been a lot worse. But who would have expected that B.J. would marry his niece? He hadn't planned for that at all. There was some consolation, though. He'd always wanted to see South America, and who knew what kinds of deals he could get going down there?
"You... you mean you want me to run Uncle Burt's business?" Randy gasped, staring at Cathy and B.J. with astonishment. "After what I did? I got Cathy into all this trouble to start with!"
"But I never would have ended up marrying B.J. if it weren't for you, Randy," Cathy said, smiling at him in forgiveness. "Besides... I was a bit of a prude before you showed me that fucking could be fun."
"Just don't get carried away at the Poker table again, son," B.J. said, grinning. "Remember... your sister and I are going to keep an eye on you."
"Oh, no B.J. You don't have to worry about that!" Randy breathed, his face turning a trifle red. "But... but aren't you upset about what I did to , Cathy?"
"Naw," B.J. grinned, moving back to put an arm around Cathy's waist. "I figure you'll think twice before you try the same thing again with the future Mrs. Harrison."
"Uh... I sure will!" Randy gulped, his face still red. "You don't have to worry about that, B.J. I won't do any more fucking around unless I'm invited."
Cathy permitted a slight smile to cross her face.
BJ was pretty straight right now, but she figured that after a little more time around her, even straight-shooting Texans could be talked into making some sexy invitations-especially since it was going to be all in the family now.
