As the train rambled on down the age-worn tracks on its journey to Laredo, Texas, the leather-faced conductor rubbed his eyes, tired and gritty from the strain of squinting into the sun and, shading his eyes with his unoccupied left hand, peered ahead at the roughly constructed lean-to that served as a train stop for the local travellers.
"Jesus, I'll be damned...." whistled the smudge-faced conductor to himself as he lifted the chain from the loading platform and waited for the image to carnify.
Was she really human? Or was his mind playing tricks on him again, he wondered as he watched the tall, blonde girl step up onto the high platform and into the train. His dark, liquid eyes didn't loosen their searching grip on the tantalizing form until she had disappeared into the sweltering heat of the train and sat three seats back and to the right, directly in back of a pair of dozing nuns.
Sensing the foreign eyes on her, Sara squirmed nervously on the hard uncomfortable seat and rested her hand on her heavy suitcase that filled the adjoining seat.
But the conductor could be forgiven for his enthusiastic reaction because the girl was, in fact, something quite out of the ordinary. She was about five foot five, and her body was naturally slender and lithe. The bare arms she wrapped protectively around her hand bag were smooth and white, which was unusual among the sun-burned Texans. Despite the slimness of her body, her breasts were incredibly large and high set, standing out proudly beneath the light cotton sundress she was wearing.
Had the awed conductor been able to drag his eyes away from Sara's sensational body, he would have discovered that she had a face to match. With fine features and a delicate nose, she looked like a fashion model and her long blonde hair was pulled back in a pony tail at the nape of her swan-like neck.
However, anxiety showed clearly in the girl's eyes as she was thrown violently back and forth inside the smouldering train where the smell of tobacco mingled with man sweat in a thick cloud of unbreathable air. Every few minutes the sleek but filthy train would hit a notch in the rails, ierk to the side and then jerk back again.
The pale, nervous looking girl was apparently concerned about protecting her hand bag that she evidently had failed to notice that her skirts were creeping higher and higher up her smooth young thighs with each jolt. The conductor was much more alert now that he had something to look at other than the golden, rolling prairies of the Texas landscape and he smoothly lifted a suitcase to the rack above.
Hot damn! they should hire somethin' like that to ride the train just to keep up the conductor's morale! mused the conductor as he studied the reflected image of Sara's smooth white thighs, gently tapering as they disappeared tantalizingly into the folds of her dress.
Jesus, and those breasts! The conductor shook his head in disbelief. Even with that simple dress she was wearing, he could see that she had generous breasts.
Imagine what she'd look like naked with her beautifully shaped young legs spread wide and her cunt turned up and throbbing out in open invitation to him....
The conductor massaged his aching neck muscles with the digging fingers of his left hand, Ah, that was much better! With this young lovely to stare at for the next fifty miles, the ride should be a breeze.
Wonder what the hell she's doin' headin' for Laredo all by herself, he mused, cracking the side window open to let the hot, dry air rush in over his dust-lined face.
Three seats back and to the right, Sara stared out the window at the endless rolling hills that shimmered golden under the afternoon sun. Speeding past dirt roads that ribboned into the horizon, Sara began to wonder herself if Laredo had been a good choice for a summer vacation to be spent with her sister. She could have gone to Boston to visit one of her school friends, or even
California for a summer of frolic in San Francisco, but in the end she chose her sister's companionship above the scenery.
Two years had past since Lynn left home, and the family was now sending its second child, Sara, as an envoy to track down her older sister, find out how she was managing to eke out a living in the sterile Texas desert, and if possible, convince her to come back home to Dallas.
Flighty and very independent, Lynn's correspondence with her family amounted to an occasional birthday card, a brief letter usually written weeks before and had been carried in her back pocket. In those few glimpses into her sister's strange and new existance, Sara guessed that Lynn was living with three other people. Lengthy descriptions from those letters implied that the elder sister had renovated an old miner's camp in the desert and lived there in a commune.
Sara wrinkled up her perky nose and tightened her grip on her hand bag, wondering how anyone could possibly live out in the desert with no television set, no radio, nothing to keep you company but the blowing sand and rodents. She shivered with the thought. No matter what, she thought with firm resolve, Lynn is my sister and I agree with Daddy that Lynn reaily made a mistake when she left home.
Sara chewed on her lower lip and absent-mindedly shook her head. How different she was from her sister! Not only did they not look alike, but Lynn had never cared about school... never once had her name appeared on the Honor Roll. Lynn seemed to be guided by a different spirit, a freer, more rebellious attitude toward life. While Sara was practicing the piano and assiduously studying ballet, Lynn was out with the high school gang, smoking marijuana and staying out till all hours of the night, appearing pale and stooped the next morning as she staggered to the breakfast table to absorb the onslaught of suspicious glares.
Through those stormy years of Lynn's single-handed rebellion, Sara watched as her sister became more estranged from the close-knit family circle, until she finally left home not long after her high school graduation, only to be heard from weeks later. Sara swore she would never forgive her sister for the torment Lynn had caused the family ... again. Being the only children in the family, it only seemed natural that Sara, the more serious of the two, should become the natural arbiter of the kangaroo court that had in the past sentenced Lynn to her room for misconduct, parolling her only when she admitted to her guilt. Now again, Sara was more playing the detective, judge, and jury. But this time, unlike any other time before, the blonde girl was playing on her sisters turf.
And she was well aware of that as she squinted against the sun's orange rays, staring out the dusty window to the empty landscape beyond. Why would her sister possibly want to give up her family inheritance for this? she wondered. What could the desert give her except more oil... and God only knows, there was plenty of that in the family. Why live in the desert and suffer the heat when there was a modern ranch home complete with swimming pool that was one-fourth yours?
Time would tell, thought Sara, resting her head against the reclining head rest of her chair and closing her eyes. The grinding of the gears and flies buzzing about her ears mingled in a chorus of monotony, and soon the tall blonde let her head fall to side in a fitful sleep.
As the exhausted girl trudged up the dusty path from the outskirts of Laredo, Sara had no problems finding the railroad station. With the sun hanging low in the dry, bug crackling air, Sara sat in the shade, of the station, waiting for her sister to come pick her up. She turned the face of her watch to check the time, then crossed her legs, letting one foot dangle loosely in its sandal.
She turned to stare at the railroad station behind her, wondering how many others had sat there on their suitcases studying the paint chipped structure that sat in its own sphere of messy squalidness. A few of the windows had been smashed and replaced only with faded cardboard beer advertisements. At the other end of the platform, Sara noticed an Indian woman ... Mexican, probably ... sitting cross legged, arms crossed over her buxom chest.
Somewhere from the distance, Sara heard a muffled voice calling out. "Sara, hey, you!" She turned her head to see her dark-haired sister waving a tan arm at her. Jumping to her feet and throwing her hand bag over her shoulder, Sara jogged toward the familiar figure. "Lynn! Lynn!" she called out, her arms open for reception.
"Hey! Good to see, 'ya, Sara," greeted Lynn, pulling back a strand of blue black hair from her eyes. "You look really good. Come on, John is parked around the corner," she said enthusiastically, but didn't respond to her sister's open-armed invitation.
The suitcases were loaded up in the back of the sawed-off Volkswagen with a Porsche engine, and Sara crawled into the back seat next to an old dog that lay on the seat next to her, too tired from the brutally hot sun to pay any attention to the intruder.
From the railroad station to the desert road, unmarked and unpaved, Sara sat in silence, listening to her sister's continual conversation that seemed to center around John, a man who Sara guessed to be Lynn's boy friend, and a place called "the Group", which Sara assumed was the name the roomates had given to their home in the desert.
In that half-hour ride, Sara could not help but notice the changes that had occurred in her older sister. Lynn had always been a style-setter in high school, but now she wore a pair of tattered levi shorts and grease smeared Tee-shirt with "Larry's Auto Repair" printed in red on'the front. Her skin was well-tanned and fresh however, and she still was attractive as Sara remembered her to be. Her appearance was spoiled only by a look of hardness around the eyes and the corners of her mouth, telling the story of a girl who had lived a hard life in the past two years.
Sara at first felt terribly uneasy, sensing the distance that had separated the sisters. She watched her sister and John carry on in the front seat where Lynn sat with on bare leg draped over the gear shift while one hand slithered down to the warm vee of his levis and nestled there, prodding and stroking the ever growing bulge that lingered there. Lascivious giggles punctuated the hot, still air while Sara leaned back and rested her head on the seat, feeling more like the third wheel on the wagon that the long neglected sister finally reunited. Not once did Lynn even ask about her parents.
And there was something almost sinister about the way Lynn kept peeking over the seat, deliberately drawing attention to her salacious actions. As if it were a show she's putting on for me, thought Sara with a pang of embarrassment.
For God's sake, hissed Sara silently, why can't she act her age instead of like a kid having a temper tantrum? But then, Lynn had always behaved that way, she knew; and it was not Sara's place to rebuke her sister or set examples. This visit would be one time her superior accomplishments would get her no where, and she was beginning to wonder if coming here to visit her sister had been such a good idea. Maybe it would only arouse the jealous hostility that had triggered many a family argument.
The car veered to the right and ground into second up the dust-covered trail. In the distance Sara could see a run-down two-story building. As they neared, Sara-noticed with a grimace that there were several discarded automobile tires lying abandoned in the front yard and fragments of broken beer bottles everywhere.
"I'm sorry we don't have a swimming pool," spat Lynn with flashing eyes, "but this is what we call home."
Sara crawled out of the back seat, dragging her hand bag with her, then ironed out the wrinkles in her dress with her sweaty palms. Only then did she get a good look at John ... and wished she hadn't.
He was absolutely one of the strongest looking men Sara had ever seen! There was not a hint of softness of weakness visible in his hard muscular body. His black hair was long and somewhat greasy and his skin seemed to be naturally dark and swarthy, suggesting that he had Mexican blood in him.
With a grunt, John gestured toward the house, before throwing the Volkswagen's seat back and reaching in to pull out Sara's luggage which he tucked under his grease-smeared arm.
Taking long strides to catch up with her sister, Sara jogged to Lynn's side in time for Lynn to throw open the door of the battered old house. As the door banged on its rusted hinges, Sara heard a voice from within. "Well, this is the sister, hey?" drawled a tall blonde haired man tilting back his head to drain his beer can.
"Yeah, Paul, this is my sister Sara. Straight from Dallas------" quipped Lynn with an air of sarcasm that made her younger sister feel vulnerable and impotent.
"She's straight all right," mumbled the husky man, leaning back on his chair to raise his legs up and rest his feet on the littered kitchen table.
Anxiously, Sara glanced around the room, wishing for the fifth time that day she was still back at her parents home in Dallas, sitting by the swimming pool and drinking lemoned ice tea. How her sister could stand to live in such squalor, Sara couldn't understand. The whole room was covered with dust and spiders seemed to rule supreme.
In the far corner sat an old beaten up piano adorned with a silver candelabra with cobwebs weaving the spaces between the battered and bent spokes in eery testimony of days of prosperity, long before this foursome stumbled upon the rusted remains of an old man's dream. Sara wondered how that piano had gotten there. In the center of the room, sat the kitchen table, littered with empty beer cans and full ashtrays.
"Hey?" grunted Paul, raising his head. "You want some beer?"
"She doesn't drink, Paul," said Lynn in a sibilant tone.
Paul offered his hand, and Sara dutifully shook hands with him while her sister poured herself a half-glass of beer.
"Pretty good looking broad," he commented, staring at her as if he had never seen a girl before.
"Only woman I ever saw who's got bigger tits than you have, Lynn!"
"Never mind her tits," snapped Lynn, a little shortly, but apparently not particularly shocked at this vulgar reference. "I thought another girl would brighten up the place ... just what we need for these hot summer nights," said Lynn flirtaciously, letting her eyes sweep over her sister's lithe body.
"Where you wanna put these bags?" grated a voice from somewhere behind Sara.
Sara immediately recognized it as being John.
"Let her sleep upstairs in the spare room," directed Lynn, heading in the direction of the stairway and motioning with a crook of a finger at Sara who followed her sister's bare heels up the shaky stairwell to the second floor.
The place was small and messy and the room assigned to Sara was even smaller and messier, but she reminded herself that she was the one who'd suggested the visit, and beggars couldn't be choosers.
"If you wanna take a shower, the bathroom's down the hallway and to the right. But don't let the water run more than a couple of minutes or the well will run dry. This ain't the Ritz, you know," she said in a less than friendly manner. Then her sister turned to walk out of the room, leaving a dumbfounded Sara.
"Lynn!" Sara called after her sister who was disappearing through the door jam. "Lynn, wait!"
Turning, Lynn retraced her steps and sat down on the single bed mattress shoved in the corner of the room that would serve as Sara's room for the duration of her visit. She crossed her legs and defiantly stared into her sister's eyes, wondering what lecture she was going to get this time. Would it be the "aren't you grateful for anything" lecture, or would it be "don't you care about anything other than yourself" tirade? With smouldering eyes and a bored look on her face, Lynn resigned herself to what she knew would come. It always did.
It was one of the reasons she'd left home, in fact. Oh, but she'd had her fill of "Can't you be more like your baby sister?" and "Don't you appreciate anything we've given you?" At least here, in the desert, she didn't have to tolerate the streams of verbal abuse every time she came home late from a date or didn't make the honor roll. Here with her family of friends she didn't have to lie or make excuses. It was her home.
"Lynn," started Sara with caution. "Lynn, I... I'm surprised you haven't even asked about Mom and Dad ... it's been two years." Sara stared at her sister imploringly. "I mean ... doesn't it make any difference to you about how they feel?" Lynn seemed even more calloused than Sara remembered her being. Sara was treading trecherous waters and she knew it. She'd witnessed her sister's hostile temper before. Instantly, she berated herself for her accusative tone of voice, and conveyed that same message to her sister with a quick, "Oh, I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to bring it up."
"Sara, it's time you learn that I'm not like you," burst Lynn, rising up off the bed. "I'm myself and this is how I want to live." Sara sounds just like Dad, thought Lynn angrily. "All they can think of is security and money and status.
"But how do you manage to live?" protested Sara, leaning down to unlatch her suitcase.
"Anyway we can. Paul's a mechanic and John tends bar downtown. We don't need a lot of money," wailed Lynn, hating to be put on the defensive again.
But Sara would not get the best of her this time, smirked the evil eyed older sister to herself as she watched her sister unpack her suitcase. Not this time. In fact, once Mimi finished with her, Sara might not even want to go back home to tattle stories to Daddy.
Chapter Two
The five of them huddled around the fireplace, Sara, her sister, John, Paul, and the fourth roommate of The Group, a girl who called herself Mimi who kept shooting Sara flirtacious smiles that Sara was convinced were directed at Paul who sat beside her. No one spoke; they all stared into the fire. The only sounds were the hissing of the fire and an occasional belch from one of the men. A secret communication seemed to network the room, and Sara wriggled uncomfortably on the Indian blanket before the fire, feeling out of place and further away from home than she'd ever imagined possible.
She hugged her knees and stared into her sister's vacuuous eyes, realizing that she would never be able to convince Lynn to come back to the fold. Certain times, like now, Sara found it extremely difficult to feel sisterly toward Lynn, though she wanted to so desperately. She watched her sister as she snuggled up to John's shoulder. How Lynn could feel romantic towards such an unsophisticated and grubby male, Sara failed to understand. John was hardly the ideal boy friend, and the thought of sleeping next to someone so crass made Sara's spine tingle with revulsion.
It was Sara who broke the silence at last. Rocking on her buttocks, she reached over, still in her cross-legged position, to grab for the stack of dirty metal plates that sat near the fireplace next to a stack of logs. "I'll do the dishes," Sara offered politely, with the graciousness of an appreciative guest. Eight eyes stared at her in bewilderment.
"We ain't got 'nough water to do dishes, lady," spoke John, "Just leave 'em there and well clean 'em off with sand later on." His grating voice droned on, explaining how in the desert you learn to ration. Sara listened politely, staring at a candle flickering on the other side of the room, and she stretched her legs out in front of her.
There was no electricity in the cabin, and candles were the only source of light. They flickered heatedly from three locations in the room, creating an eerie light that caught the sweat on the men's brows making it glisten in the ephemeral light.
It was then that Sara felt her skin flush with embarrassment when Mimi kept staring at her legs, stretched out and crossed milk white on the Indian blanket.
It seemed to happen in a chain reaction. Then to Sara's shocked amazement she saw John's fingers dart down to Lynn's smooth fleshed thigh and slowly begin to caress her there, edging upward beneath the hem of her shorts. The couple then stretched on their backs, facing each other, oblivious to the others as John's hand rubbed higher up Lynn's thighs while the dark-haired girl boldly fondled the bulge in the crotch of his pants.
Sara could hardly believe her virgin eyes! Her face red with embarrassment, the blonde girl couldn't tear her eyes from the shocking spectacle. Lynn's lips were parted and her hips undulating as John's hand disappeared up beneath the tattered levi cut-offs. Sara knew he was squeezing and stroking her sister's pubic mound, and to add to the eighteen year old virgin's horror, she could clearly see the long thick outline of John's straining cock as Lynn lovingly stroked it with her fingers.
"I... I think I ought to go to sleep now," Sara whispered to Mimi, who sat beside her with a mocking smile, watching the couple on the rug with an intense gleam in her eye. Sara was perplexed at the girl's flippant reaction. "I want to go to bed now," repeated Sara in a tremulous voice, wanting to run out of the room!
It wasn't as though she was a prude. It was just so damned embarrassing watching her sister make a fool of herself . .. and in front of the other people, too.
"Naw, stay here a while longer," said Mimi in a throaty voice, resting her fingers on Sara's soft thigh, staring down at the smooth white flesh with an expression that made the girl shiver with apprehension.
Suddenly, Sara was aware that they were all watching her intently, even Lynn and John who were still openly stroking each other's loins with lewdly caressing fingers. And as the eightenn year old virgin glanced nervously at each of the faces in turn, a sensation of profound fear began rippling through her blood. They were all watching her as though she were a helpless caged animal, and their eyes were all so blatantly lustful that Sara began to tremble with rising dread.
For the first time Sara saw her sister and her roommates in a different light when she realized how totally alone she was out there in the desert with no one but these demented desert rats to keep her company. God, how she wished she could just close her eyes and be back in Dallas, safely tucked in her own bed with the colored television set focussed on the late night movie.
These people were unlike anyone she'd ever met. How could Mimi be so calm, even amused, while the two people stroked each other into erection right before each other's eyes. All of them were drastically different from the polite, civilized people Sara had known all her life.
But the frightened sister's terror had a deeper source: There was an electrifying air of suspense in the room, an aura of impending doom that made Sara want to leap up and run out the door ... but to go where?
Mimi seemed to notice and interpret Sara's fear correctly. With a coarse laugh, her fingers harshly squeezed the tender flesh of Sara's silken thigh.
"You're our guest, Sara. But don't worry, well find something to do out here in the desert to entertain you with. I know you're used to high-steppin' it, from what your sister tells us, but we ain't got colored TV and stereos ... all we got is each other," whispered the auburn haired girl throatily, at the same time shooting an appreciative glance in the huddle of arms and legs that shimmered orange in the fire light. "You're wonderin' what we do out here in the desert to keep from goin' crazy, don't ya?" Her evil eyes fell on the entwined couple again. "That a good enough answer? ... I think you're gonna enjoy yourself, honey." And with an exaggerated expression, she whispered, "Jesus but your cunt is hot!"
With a cry of horror, Sara suddenly became aware that the red-headed woman's fingers had slid unnoticed up under her shorts while she'd talked, so adroitly that the startled virgin was paralyzed with shock for a moment while Mimi gently squeezed her pubic mound through the sheer material of her panties. Quickly, Sara flung Mimi's hand away and shook her head frantically, hearing her own voice crack with fear.
"Don't touch me! What do you think you're doing, anyway?" she gasped. "I don't care what you do, but leave me alone ..."
The terrified girl's voice trailed off weakly as the four of them glanced at each other, as though passing a silent message. Sara fought to keep the tears in her wide eyes from brimming over, but the panting of her ripe breasts betrayed her panic, and the air of tension in the house became suffocating. Oh my God, Sara thought with sickening dread, these people are all crazy, and my sister is doing nothing to stop this woman from attacking me! What's wrong with them? Are they all a bunch of sex maniacs, or what? This has to be a nightmare. This can't be real!
Now was the moment, realized Lynn with a retaliatory grin, to get back at her goody-goody sister for all her tattle tales and accusations. By the time her sister left this house she'd be whistling another tune. If everything went as planned, it would be. a humbler sister who boarded the bus for Dallas.
Now they were watching her again. Lynn getting up and coming over to her sister's other side, so that the trembling virgin was hemmed in by both women. Something shocking and forbidden was about to happen to Sara, she knew, but all she could do was softly whimper and wait with agonizing suspense.
Sara sat dumb and stunned, shuddering, wondering what evil had possessed these people ... including her sister! She glanced around the dark corners of the room and, listening to a coyote howl in the starry night, decided against trying to escape. What good would it do? It was a matter of choosing her own poison.
"What's the matter?" teased Lynn provocatively. "Don't you feel comfortable here with your big sister?" Sara turned to see her sister's face hovering next to hers like a mask of avid hate. "Is it hard on the little girl not having Mommy and Daddy there to protect you, Sara, baby?" mocked her older sister wickedly. And then in a higher, shriller tone: "You just wait, Sara, I'm gonna even the score once and for all. I'm sick and tired of always taking a back seat to you!" Lynn snapped at her sister, then smiled mockingly down at her sobbing sibling.
Mimi purred next to Sara's ear. "We're gonna teach you what a real family is, honey. By the time your vacation is over, honey, you're gonna be begging to part of this family. You're gonna be screaming for us to lick your pussy. You're gonna lick my asshole with pure delight because that will be the ultimate initiation. It's part of the rules of the house."
Mimi's face leaned down so close her lips almost touched Sara's quivering mouth, and the red-head's voice became husky with passion."
"I'm gonna turn you on, honey, in ways you can't even imagine are possible," she grinned evilly.
The young, terror-struck virgin stared up at Mimi's lust contorted face with chilling fascination and for a long moment Sara's quivering body froze. These people were insane, and her sister was doing nothing to stop it?
Then the realization hit Sara between the eyes. Her sister was the instigator ... her sister hated her! It had all been a plan for her demise.
"Don't hurt me ... I'm a virgin," she blurted out, much to the awe of her captives.
"A virgin!" hissed Lynn, her eyes widening in astonishment. "Mom and Dad sure have been keeping an eye on you, haven't they?" she chuckled lewdly. "Now take off your clothes and let's have a look at your sweet little virgin body!" My God, how could her sister, her very own flesh and blood, talk to her this way? For a second, Sara felt as if she would pass out from the terror that wracked her body.
Shutting her eyes tightly, Sara fought with every fiber of her strength to retain consciousness, but the terror-filling lustful glances all riveted on her, the heat of the fire, and realization of her helplessness all gathered forces against her, and for a brief moment she soared through a starry sky, before falling limply on the Indian blanket.
There were hands on her, but she couldn't muster the strength to fight the calloused paws that worked at the zipper of her shorts and buttons of her sleeveless blouse. In her semi-conscious state, she could hear a female's voice pant, "Oh Christ, she's going to be a honey. Even with a bra and panties on she's sexy enough ... you weren't lying about that, Lynn. Boys, you're going to have your hands full fucking this one. She's a feast ... look at those thighs and her pussy hair peeking out of her panties. Paul, I could almost cum right now, thinking of you sticking that big hunk of male flesh inside her hot little cunt____"
The lewd words only added to Sara's deep panic. She didn't even have the strength to protest when she felt her panties being pulled down, exposing her brown silken pussy curls and defenseless cunt, but she couldn't deny a very faint thrill of pride at their comments, even in her humiliating torment. "She's got a cherry all right," Paul's voice rasped. "I hope I can get my cock in that little hole!"
"You'll have no problems, if I know you," laughed Mimi lewdly.
"Shell taste like honey," Mimi continued. "God, I wish I could suck her off right now!"
"Why not?" asked Paul. "She ain't gonna get out of here."
"Because it's gotta take time," snapped Lynn. "I don't wanna rape her, I want her to beg for it... and she will, too, when Mimi gets ahold of her. When we get done with her well brand her with the family stigma... shell be crawling for a cunt to lick or a cock to suck ... just you wait. Serve the little snotty bitch right!"
How can you be so hateful? thought Sara, opening her mouth to speak, but feeling a tightness in her throat that made it too straining for her to speak, she remained silent, drinking in the lewd conversation above her prostrate and half nude body. Sara lay there lifeless, clenching her teeth and trying to hold back the tearful scream that was welling in her body.
Mimi's laugh was loud and taunting as she knelt down between Sara's wide-held legs and rubbed the girl's yielding belly-flesh with her greedy fingers. "Flip her over boys, so I can get her bra off and we'll spread eagle her on the blanket, face up. Then well start the initiation ..."
Sara feigned unconsciousness again, hoping it would put an end to their wicked torture, but they paid no heed to her clammy, palpitating body as they forced her over on her stomach. Someone undid her bra, and they turned the nakedly limp girl over on her back again.
Gathering her strength, Sara hissed at her captors. "You'll never get me to act as evil as you Never!" she said with some pride and dignity staring her sister in the eye with a retalitory sear. She lay with her arms and legs stretched out, her vulnerable thighs spread wide, her delicate pink cuntal lips fully exposed between their dark-curled fringe, her palpitating breasts tipped with succulent pink nipples flushed a rosy tinge. The trembling girl cried softly, her eyes tightly closed.
"She's a gorgeous piece of ass," murmured John. "Man I wanna fuek those tits!"
"Not until she asks for it," Sara's sister hissed. "No. one breaks the rules of this initiation ... agreed?"
John agreed in a single nod, his blood filled cock pulsing against the crotch of his pants as he stared down at the spread-eagled girl.
"Okay. Now let's drag out the whiskey ... but I just want you all to know that I get to fuck her in the ass when she begs for it," he quickly added, glancing at Lynn.
On the Indian blanket, Sara listened with only part of her shocked mind to their depraved conversation. The deepest fear and humiliation she'd ever felt coursed through her naked splayed flesh, but her dazed thoughts revolved deliriously around a single purpose.
Sara knew her sister had to be crazy to let these people humiliate her like this. And what had she ever done to deserve such scornful treatment? With a feeling of profound terror, she realized there was no escape for her. Their obscene words had already sent her imagination whirling in terror until she could almost feel a man's throbbing cock fucking deep into her tender unused cunt in one long searing thrust, or fucking her tiny unstretched anus, making her cry out in anguish. But she swore to herself she would never surrender her pride and do the horrible things Mimi and Lynn had described. They could rape her, degrade her helpless pussy slit and even ... she thought with a shudder ... her rectum with their voracious lips and tongue and fingers as well as their cocks, but they could never reduce her to their animalistic level.
Never! She had her pride and dignity on her side.
No, she wouldn't end up like her sister for all the oil in Texas!
Above her sister's lifeless and supine body, Lynn stood up and started to undress, motioning for the other's to follow her example. She'd waited a long time for this moment... years ... to even the score with her baby sister and she didn't want to waste time. Lynn stared hungrily at her sister's hair lined pussy as she stripped off her own black panties, revealing a lush growth of black pubic curls nestled between her deeply tanned legs. The fact that the sobbing sister's virgin cunt was utterly helpless to her gaze lent an added thrill to the strange thrill she would feel in the ultimate humiliation of her sister. 'Can't you be more like your little sister?' she could hear her father say now. 'All you want to do is run around and drink beer. Someday you'll find out what it means to be an adult and learn responsibility' ... that was another of his favorite lines. And while she'd been forced to sit and listen to her father's berations, he'd squeeze his favorite daughter, Sara, and cuddle her as if protecting her from the jealous gaze of her sister.
Next to her, Mimi was undressing too, stepping out of her shorts to stand between the spread eagled teenager's widespread legs and rubbing her own swollen breasts as she stared down at the lovely blonde, deliberately arousing herself to a fever pitch of excitement and lustful impatience. The girl's mouth was small and delicate like her glistening pussy, and Mimi shivered happily as she imagined Sara's ripe pink lips sucking eagerly at her own tingling pussy mound. This young virgin would be perfect for sixty-nine, and if John's long thick cock got all the glory of bursting the blonde's cherry, at least Mimi could console herself that her own tongue had gotten there first. There was nothing she loved more than finding a virgin like this and turning her into a mewling mass of heated flesh. But in the desert the opportunity seldom arouse, though sometimes people would erringly stumble onto their house and ask to stay the night. Those were the best victims. But Lynn's aster ... well, this would be a treat nothing could beat!
Because of her lustful insistence in the matters of sex, Mimi had established a reputation for herself in the group of four people who fancied themselves to be a family commune. She was the head initiator; that meant, she had the final say in who could be a member of the group and who could not. In fact, it was she who'd found Lynn two years ago, a penny-less and desperate girl, sitting on the steps of the courthouse building, debating whether to panhandle the money to call home and ask for forgiveness so she could go back to swimming pools and high heeled shoes or battle out an existance in the wasted city of Laredo. In the end, Mimi had made the decision for her. Lynn had been an easy convert, mused Mimi; she was vulnerable and in need ... two strikes against her free will, and it hadn't taken much to convince her to stay out in the desert with her 'just until she got her head together.' That was two years ago, and since that time John had stumbled by and stayed. And so, Mimi had built up her harem of lovers, both male and female. Everyone played by her rules and contested nothing.
Sara opened her eyes to stare up at Mimi's voluptuous nakedness now with huge frightened eyes, then glancing at the others who were also naked but waiting for Mimi to commence her depraved game. But the panting red head continued to let the suspense mount, pinching her own dusky nipples between her fingers and feeling them swell with excitement as she reveled in her sense of power. She knew she was a born leader, and it was this dominating quality that made her orgies so unpredictable. Mimi was the queen bee, and the others were simply her drones.
But in spite of her eagerness to begin the initiation, Mimi turned to stare with interest at the others in the room, their bodies sweating from the nearness of the fire. She ran her eyes hungrily over John's sinewy body, drinking in his thick hard rod of flesh that hovered straight out from his coarse pubic hairs. She could see a milk-white droplet of over-eager pre-cum already oozing from the slit of his crimson glans, tempting Mimi for a moment to drop to her knees before him and lick the salty sperm up on her tongue. But there would be plenty of time for that later.
The red head's gleaming blue eyes darted next to Lynn, sweeping over her high, daintily rounded breasts with their taut dark nipples and down over her gently curved belly and slim hips, and a fresh ripple of lust raced through Mimi's sun-bronzed flesh. When she'd met Lynn, she instinctively picked her out as one of those woman who'd love to have another woman finger-fuck her. The red headed girl had a remarkable trait for ferreting out a person's hidden sexual fears and hangups almost at once.
Chapter Three
In spite of her terrified quavering body, Sara couldn't stifle her curiosity for long, and she watched the two couples undressing through half-lidded eyes, able to feel her own heart hammering against her ribs with fear. But it was the stunning, aggressive redhead looming over her who fascinated Sara the most, and as Mimi stripped, exposing her proud, sun-bronzed breasts and maturely curved nakedness, the trembling virgin quivered with searing shame at the thought of having a woman touch and caress her. Mimi's vulgar promises still echoed in Sara's mind, but she couldn't imagine how one woman could thrill another at sex. The mere idea of begging to plant her lips to Mimi's hair-covered loins ... she could clearly see the .redhead's moist pink pussy lips up between her full parted thighs-made the humiliated girl' want to die with shame.
And as Sara glanced fearfully at the others, seeing John's impossible huge cock and swollen testicles and Paul's equally lust hardened prick, its purplish tip oozing an obscene trickle, Sara prayed she would pass out again before she was forced to touch any of their naked bodies. To think she'd been invited to stay with her sister only to be humiliated made her want to burst into tears of anguish. The suspense was jolting her raw nerves and shuddering flesh unbearably as the girl called Mimi towered above her, her sensuous mouth twisted in a strange lewd smile, her fingertips stroking her own full breasts as she ravished Sara's nakedness with her eyes for a minute.
Then the softly whimpering blonde stiffened as Mimi suddenly knelt down between her legs. The wild-eyed red head leaned forward, and a moment later, Sara groaned in humiliation as Mimi's hot bare flesh pressed down on her, and Mimi's fiery tongue slithered forcibly into the squirming blonde's mouth. Quickly, Sara tried to wrench her face away, but Mimi gripped the younger girl's cheeks firmly and snaked her wet tongue around Sara's, at the same time obscenely grinding her moist pussy flesh against the shamed virgin's and twining her shapely legs around Sara's.
The whimpering eighteen year old had been french kissed before by boys but never by another woman and never with the weight of soft hot breasts crushing hers. A lewd ripple of forbidden excitement quivering through Sara's loins as Mimi feverishly undulated her desire-wet cunt hairs to the blonde's helpless cunt and swirled her tongue around and around the heated cavern of Sara's open mouth.
Sara moaned a pleading protest in her throat, but the sound only incited Mimi's hunger. Purring in response, the naked older woman seized Sara's full lower lip between hers and sucked on it, sending involuntary tingles of excitement shooting down through Sara's body to her loins.
"God, I wish I could fuck you like a manl"
Mimi panted as she writhed her belly hotly to
Sara's and slid her hands down to cup the blonde's sensitive young breasts, squeezing and stroking the soft flesh as she flicked her wet tongue maddeningly into Sara's ear. Another wild shudder of unwanted passion rippled through the sobbing virgin's body, and she shut her dyes fiercely as if to blot out the lustful sensations beginning to course through her loins.
Sara's mind whirled in sensual chaos as Mimi rolled her fingers back and forth over her young lover's swollen nipple-buds and showered kisses along her soft throat, beginning to edge down over the blonde's cream-white flesh by tantalizing degrees. To her shock, Sara realized she was actually becoming excited at the feel of the naked woman's voluptuously grinding body pressing down on hers, at the swollen heat of Mimi's breasts and the moist burning pressure of her soaked cunt jerking on Sara's thighs.
"That's for tellin' Mom and Dad I smoked marijuana," hissed Sara's older sister from the sidelines.
Sara's shame became unendurable at the knowledge that three other people were gaping at her as she was being obscenely kissed and fondled by a woman. But in spite of this, Sara couldn't seem to control the sparks of lust that were tickling her loins and beginning to race through her trembling body with increasing furor. The innocent virgin had never imagined a woman's naked flesh could be so warm and sensual as it crushed down upon hers, had never even dreamed that another woman's pussy could create such a tantalizing friction as it rubbed and gyrated on her tender pubic mound or that a woman's wanton mouth could kiss so passionately. But Mimi was doing all this and more!
Oh Lord! A woman is making love to me! Sara sobbed with panic. I know it's wrong and sick, but I can't seem to help myself ... I'm beginning to like it! I'm getting so hot... why does her body feel so sexy? But I won't let my body enjoy it, I can't!
Now the irony of her desperate situation struck her with full force. She'd come out here to the desert to find her sister for a family reunion and now that very sister was bringing about her demise.
She groaned inwardly as the lust driven redhead on top of her grasped one of her firm breasts and sucked the rigid nipple in her greedy lips to make the quivering blonde gasp with helpless pleasure as she thought of those bleak moments in the smouldering bus. Too, it had never occurred to the naive virgin that during her countless struggles to preserve her chastity over the years that she might be suppressing a naturally healthy passion that would someday demand its payment with a vengeance. She knew she'd let herself be aroused too many times, only to clamp the lid of virtue down at the last minmute, rembering her father's warning, 'Don't end up like your big sister, honey. Don't let sex spoil your life.'
And so the same old warning now began to rage through Sara's mind as Mimi lewdly sucked and tongued one of Sara's desire swollen nipples, burrowing her heavy breasts into the blonde's soft stomach and lunging her steaming pussy against Sara's thigh, beseiging the confused blonde with a dozen exciting sensations. Sara had never had her breasts sucked and kissed before, and she had to stifle the moans of rising lust in her throat and resist the urge to arch her naked body and thrust more of her aching breast into the redhead's voracious mouth. The defenseless virgin was growing vividly aware of the heated churning in her loins, feeling with an acute stab of shame a soft trickle of moisture in her dilating pussy slit as her cunt began to flow in response to the lascivious assault, despite the fact that her older sister was hunched over her, watching her writhe in miserable delight.
When Mimi suddenly "bit ber turgid nipple bud, Sara cried out in momentary pain, but that minor torment was quickly followed by a trail of fiery wet thrills as the ravenous redhead traced her tongue down into the valley of Sara's heaving breasts and across to her other taut-nippled peak where she swirled her tongue around in a wildly exciting encore.
All the while Sara knew what was going to happen, what had to happen as Mimi eased down on her spread eagled nakedness inch by inch, sucking and biting the younger girl's glowing flesh with quickening lust, her deft fingers expertly keeping up a constant pressure of caressing and stroking over Sara's heaving breasts and softly quivering belly. All the shame the trapped virgin felt now clashed furiously with the swiftly spreading fire in her blood.
She's actually going to lick my pussy! Sara thought with a strange blend of horror and breathless anticipation. It's all hot and wet and she's going to stick her tongue in there ... and, oh, God, I want her to! I know it's depraved, but she's working me up so badly I feel like I'm on fire...
Why can't I control myself?
The softly weeping blonde's face was flushed with shame as she felt her defenseless cunt respond to Mimi's cunning lips and tongue, and she lay there shivering with shame and desire as the redhead now flicked her tongue tip into Sara's navel and clutched her softly rounded hips in a feverish grip. The blonde only vaguely sensed that her slipping control was due to an almost joyful relief that this time she couldn't say no with proud indignation as she'd done so many times in the past with boys.
Sara was trapped, the very center of an impending orgy with four liberated adults who thrived on the obscene tricks other people enjoyed only in their secret imaginations, and no amount of shame or pride could deceive her healthy young body. Coyly teasing a boy into her petting her was one game, but this was something more adult, and with higher stakes.
But this was a different game, and there was nothing coy in the hot, lustful losses being inflicted on the humiliated virgin's ripe belly flesh by this sensually alluring redhead, nor was there anything playful in the way her sister taunted her from above, with an excited face that eagerly drank in every lewd detail of their abandoned lovemaking. The suspense-wracked blonde trembled expectantly from head to toe as Mimi kneeled low between Sara's widespread thighs and showered kisses on the cream-soft flesh of her inner thighs, just below her glistening young pussy. Sara could feel the panting woman's warm breath caressing her sensitive cunt lips, and she dared to open her eyes a mere fraction and peek down, feeling a shocking wave of fierce excitement at the sight of a beautiful woman's lush red mouth poised just below her hair-fringed loins. With her auburn hair filling over her shoulders, Mimi looked incredibly beautiful crouched in her obscene position between Sara's white thighs.
Every nerve in the shivering virgin's helpless body twitched in suspense as the redhead woman's mouth loomed close to her warmly perfumed cunt. She trembled doubly as Mimi slid her hands impatiently beneath Sara's rounded ass cheeks and gripped them tightly, raising the girl's pussy slit to within an inch of her full parted lips.
Up between the young blonde's widely parted thighs, Mimi hesitated for a moment to savor her burning anticipation and fill her nostrils with the virgin's hot fragrance. It was a matter of pride to her that she could give either a man or a woman an unforgettably thrilling and artistic oral job, and she was going to do her utmost with Lynn's prudish little sister. She was going to arouse this luscious virgin to sheer hysteria. But because Sara's lust pink cunt smelled so sweet and looked so smooth and succulent, peeping through its curly brown fringe, the insatiable redhead realized she might not be able to control her own ravenous lust once she began sucking the sobbing girl's tender pussy.
And under no circumstances would Mimi allow Sara to have an orgasm ... not until the rebelling child lost a little of her uppishness.
Now Mimi moved her mouth forward to within an inch of the glistening, coral-hued cuntal lips, teasing Sara by blowing gently on her naked pubic crease. She played this merciless game because she felt an intense glow of triumph when she thoroughly corrupted an innocent girl like Sara, glorying in the knowledge that her victim would never be the same again and would journey through life with Mimi's lewd brand of sex seared on her mind and body.
Mimi dug her fingers into Sara's trembling ass cheeks and with her blood singing in her ears, pressed her mouth to the squirming blonde's pink fleshed cunt. Lashing deep into the girl's burning pussy crevice with her long tongue, she felt currents of bliss shudder through her own body as the girl's luscious little pussy pulsed in involuntary response. With low animal moans, Mimi began bpping greedily, flicking her tongue deep into the fiery virgin passage and burrowing her nose tight to Sara's fragrant pussy hairs, her eyes gleaming on the younger girl's panting white breasts above her bobbing head, her taste buds relishing the sweet Trickle of hot cuntal moisture, her feverish mind comparing the taste and texture of this virgin pussy with her sister, Lynn's.
God, I could suck all night! the greedy redhead thought as she thought as she abruptly seized the virgin's palpitating clitoris between her lips and vibrated her tongue rapidly against it, feeling Sara's trembling ass cheeks quiver madly in response. Not a sound came from Sara's lips, but Lynn knew what her sister was feeling and marvelled at her silence.
Mimi continued to suck and nibble on Sara's tumescent pleasure-button for a minute before thrusting her tongue into the hotly liquid depths once more and wriggling it furiously against Sara's silken cuntal walls.
Lynn watched her sister with rapture. There was something almost poetic about two beautiful women having sex together, and the sight of the sleekly tanned body of her own lover, Mimi, crouched between her sister's quivering white thighs and crushing her mouth to Sara's virgin pussy in a frenzy of passion acted like a catalyst to her jaded loins. This was what she'd wanted to see: Her sister lowered to a mass of steaming flesh.
All three of the naked watchers focused their attention on the twitching virgin below them as a long, keening moan escaped her lips for the first time, and her back arched up off the blanket in a high curve of undeniable desire. For a moment Sara's wet lips moved speechlessly and then she sobbed, in a barely audible whisper: "You'll be sorry for this, Lynn."
The moment Mimi's searing tongue fucked into Sara's tight cuntal depths with a hot flicking motion the eighteen year old girl had to sink her nails into her palms and bite her lip to keep from wailing as the explosive thrill shattered her virginal flesh. Sara shook like a leaf in a storm as the older girl's snaking tongue wriggled and probed deep in her sensitive pussy flesh with a maddening whip of pleasure, sending blissful jolts of unwanted lust surging through the blonde's swiftly erupting loins. Scalding tears filled her closed eyes as she writhed in shame-filled passion under Mimi's oral fucking.
Sara had been prepared for a shock but not for the fiery wet thrills that Mimi's ravenous tongue sparked inside her cunt as it lapped and stung her burning flesh with a series of electrifying shocks, sucking so greedily that Sara feared she would lose her mind and start screaming. And although the helplessly pinned virgin's mental resistance was as fierce as ever, and waves of shame still swept through her shuddering young body as the commune's undisputed leader's lewd lavings became more feverish, it was impossible not to succumb to the wild excitement of being licked and sucked by this frenzied, full-breasted woman.
Now she was beginning to understand why her sister lived out here in the desert with no one to depend on but her roommates! This woman, crouched at her loins, was an expert according to this virgin's opinion!
To her shame and surprise, Sara found herself desperately wishing these three people were not hovered around her nude body anticipating her every move. "Does that feel good?" teased Lynn from above. "Does it feel good to. have a woman suck your cute little pussy, honey?" Lynn giggled sadistically. "Maybe I should take some pictures of little goody-goody having her cunt licked by another woman ... and send them to Daddy! Oh, wouldn't he love that?" Lynn clapped her hands together in vengeful joy.
Sara had been tempted to raise her legs high and lock her thighs around her redheaded tormentor's face and lunge her bliss torn cunt in a lewd rhythm to Mimi's hungry sucking. Her fingers itched to reach down and pull her female rapist's head even more tightly to her moistened thighs as the first hint of an orgasm began to quake in the young blonde's loins with volcanic fury. But Sara would not let herself submit, after hearing those hateful words that blurted from her sister's mouth. Again, Sara wondered what she'd ever done to make her sister hate her so much.
But Sara didn't dare betray her wanton excitement, feeling that once she surrendered mentally as well as physically, she would be as perverted as the groaning woman who now devoured her hot pussy with furious laps of her tongue and pinched and pummeled Sara's nakedly quivering ass cheeks in her greedy fingers.
But Sara couldn't resist raising her eyelids to peek at Mimi's bobbing head down between her wide held legs, and the bronzed ass cheeks wriggling high behind in rhythm to Mimi's maddened cunt sucking. This obscene sight of another naked woman hunched beneath her own brown pussy curls was so startling and shameful ... and yet enormously exciting in its forbiddenness ... the flushed eighteen year old could only wonder if she were living a nightmare. When Mimi suddenly tore her tongue from Sara's clasping pink cuntal passage and in the next instant began sacking on her tiny swollen clitoris, the shattered young virgin felt her mind reel under the greedy onslaught, and as Mimi suddenly swirled her tongue around the inflamed little pleasure-bud it was all the wildly panting girl could do to keep from shrieking with hysterical excitement.
Every nerve in Sara's shuddering body ached to slam her ravaged young thighs eagerly upward to meet Mimi's slavering mouth in sheer, lust crazed abandon as the jolting currents of rapture shot through her loins like wild-fire. The ache spread rapidly from her hotly tormented pussy flesh down to her trembling legs and upward to her madly tingling breasts and desire tightened nipples, but the delirious virgin clung savagely to her pride and determination, resorting to throughts of her trusting, loving mother and father when she feared she would cry out with lust.
Immediately her shame took control when she realized how horrified her parents would be if they could see her like this, her naked young body squirming with obscene joy as another woman tongue-fucked her virgin pussy and her very own sister stood near by, laughing and relishing in her sister's humiliation. Oh, Dear Lord, she prayed. Don't ever let them find out. I'll do anything to keep them from finding out. It would kill them for sure. And again, she wondered what she'd ever done to make Lynn hate her so strongly. Certainly every time she'd found her sister locked in the bathroom smoking marijuana, she'd told her father out of love for her sister who'd definitely gone astray. Smoking dope and drinking alcohol were two of the most unladylike sins a woman could commit, her father had always told her. It was only out of love, Sara thought defensively, of course it was out of love I that I told on Lynn!
Suddenly the woman between her widespread thighs began darting her hot tongue in and out of the blonde's slippery cuntal crevice in a renewed torment of greed, and Sara felt her tenuous control over her bodily desires stagger and reel. Explosive barbs of rapture raced through her boiling loins and forced her to bite her lip so brutally that she tasted blood. She began thrashing her head from side to side on the blanket beneath her while tears soft shame and defeat gushed down her cheeks, her soft nakedness covered in a sheet of fiery sensual chills and her hand cupped ass cheeks writhing with involuntary bliss as Mimi whipped her tongue deep and furiously into her open cunt, sparking the virgin's first raging climax of the evening.
Now Sara arched her body in a sharp a curve as she could, yielding her loins to her orgasm and yet fighting the rising wail of ecstasy in her throat. Her upthrust breasts quivered high in the air and her madly sucking young cunt spasmed unbearable excitement as the older woman sucked and kissed her burning wet flesh in a fever of hunger and clawed the thrashing blonde's ripe ass cheeks with her sharp fingernails. There were loud moans and sighs from the voyeurs gathered around.
Her loins churning in a blaze of lust, Sara dimly heard a high pitched moan echo in the fire lit room as the knot of pent up excitement in her belly began to burst, and the realization that it was her own unashamed wail of passion, drained from her by Mimi's maniacal tongue fucking, gave the fiercely aroused teenager a final surge of resistance and pride.
"Never ... never!" Sara gasped, trying to ignore the molten wave of lust just beginning to boil over in her loins.
At that moment Mimi jerked her mouth away and sat up, grinning as she licked her lips, her full rounded breasts heaving, her cheeks wet with Sara's unstoppable cuntal secretions. The shuddering young virgin quickly stiffened in anguish and her eyes flew open, staring up at the redhead in disbelief.
Don't stop! Sara begged silently. Oh Lord, I'm going crazy ... don't stop now, I'm cumming, oh please, please, my pussy is on fire!
But only an agonizing whimper came from her lips, and in spite of the savage ache in her tongue-ravished loins the virgin felt a wild rush of pride at her startling victory. She'd proved to herself that they couldn't break her will no matter what lewd acts they performed on her helplessly naked body!
And then as Sara stared into Mimi's mocking blue eyes the innocent girl suddenly realized with a stab of horror that this was only the beginning, only a taunting maneuver in the woman's diabolical game, a mere foretaste of what was to come. But even the panic and dread that welled up in the shattered girl's frustratingly trembling body at that realization couldn't compete with the agonizing ache in her loins, a seething, torturous ache that left her on the verge of hysteria.
I won't beg for it, I won't! Sara thought furiously, staring up at her hatefully grinning sister.
I told Daddy all those awful things Lynn did because I wanted Lynn back in the family again. Oh, can't she realize that?
Bat something in the grinning redhead's wet-lipped expression suggested that Sara might be forced to change her mind before the night was over. Trembling in expectation, Sara watched as Mimi wiped the virgin moisture from her cheeks with her fingers and licked it up in an obscenely coy gesture.
"Very tastey, Sara, very tastey. Before your initiation is over with, my dear, you'll have a taste of the same honey."
Chapter Four
"What do you say we bring out the pot?" suggested Paul, staring down at Sara's orange shimmering body, now sweating from the heat of the fire and the heat of her own loins.
"Good idea," agreed Lynn with a hint of vengence in her voice. "She won't be able to tattle to Daddy this time, though."
"Hey, first we have to have a drink in toast to the initiation," piped in John, forgotten in his corner now that his lover, Lynn, was engulfed in the demise of her little sister.
Sara lay helpless on the Mexican Indian blanket, fighting the urge to delve her fingers into the hot flesh of her pussy and bring herself to release.
As someone pounded across the room, Mimi leaned on her elbow next to Sara and used her other hand to rub moisture from between Sara's legs upward over the girl's cream-white belly.
"All worked up down there, aren't you?" the vixen whispered, tormenting the shivering girl as her fingers slid down to rub Sara's tender pussy lips. She spread the freely flowing moisture around to make the teenager moan and suck in her breath. "Your cunt is such a beautiful cherry, I hate to let one of the boys fuck it."
Sara sobbed, feeling a strange wave of relief mingled with disappointment ripple through her aroused body. The next moment, her sister had replaced Mimi at her side, forcing the neck of a foul-smelling bottle into her mouth and tilting it. Sara gagged on some of the burning liquid and felt it searing its way all the way down her throat and stomach. The bottle was pulled from her mouth, and Sara fought for her breath, almost gagging and vomitting as the raw whiskey hit her empty stomach and sensitized nervous system all at once. She opened her mouth to speak again and the bottle was rammed into her mouth again. The fiery liquid gurgled down the back of her throat and tears came to her eyes as she stared into her sister's blazing orbs.
"Get the grass!" called out Lynn. In those dread seconds, separating the suggestion from the action, Sara realized that they were talking about marijuana.
Oh, God! Sara closed her eyes tight to shut out the horror of what would soon follow. Wouldn't these people stop at nothing? How could her sister hate her so much as to subject her to every evil in the world? And in-a fleeting moment of retaliation, Sara opened her eyes and, choking back the tears, hissed up at her sister: "You'll pay for this, Lynn. And Daddy's going to find out about it, too."
Lyyn's only response was a deep, gurgling laugh and, kneeling over her sister's face, forced a lighted cigarette in her hand. "Suck it," she said. Sara obediently took a drag off the cigarette, knowing there was no other choice. Feeling the smoke heavily pungent and sickly sweet, Sara blew it out.
"Hold your breath!" spat Lynn, her rounded breasts bobbing inches above her sister's face. The rough, brown-papered cigarette was forced on her again. "Take a breath and hold it."
"For every drag you let out," cautioned her sister, "Mimi's gonna play another game in her initiation rites, so I suggest you take a drag and hold it!"
Sara opened her eyes as though she were a child, dutifully inhailing the smoke of the strange cigarette and holding her breath until she started to choke.
One of the insidiously sinister qualities of marijuana is the way it distorts time and characters. Sara found herself frowning, looking up at her sister so nakedly and lewdly crouched above her, her knees on either side of her torso, and Sara wondered just how many times she had taken drags on the cigarette. Everything was so confusing, all of a sudden. She raised her aching head to glance about the room, wondering for the hundredth time that night, just how she'd gotten there.
"And now it's time for lessons," crooned Mimi with mockery, gliding her hand down beneath Sara's softly curved buttocks and probing in between. The virgin gasped and whimpered as a finger thrust sharply into her narrow, untried anus and wriggled lewdly around. She simmered with new humiliation at this depraved intrusion but each time Mimi jerked her extended finger, the girl was forced to flex her ass cheeks under the pressure.
Mimi glanced up at her shared lover, Paul, who was staring down hungily at the defenseless blonde, his hand now rubbing Lynn's dark fringed pussy while she toyed anxiously with his long hard cock. The redhead knew how badly Paul wanted Sara's cherry, but decided to play her initiation games to the hilt.
There was a logic to Mimi's insane sexual madness. After the initiation Sara would be allowed anything she wanted. The name of the game was loosening up the girl's prudish consciousness to the point where her screaming subconscious would rise to the fore, bringing with it every lewd and obscene sexual desire that had smouldered in her pretty blonde head for the past eighteen years. That was when the fun came in.
"Lynn, why don't you show your sister the proper way to give a blow job? Paul's carrying quite a load there, and I know you'll love it too."
Sara shuddered, watching her own flesh and blood sister grin at the lewd invitation; and it was apparent, too, that Lynn had fallen under this wicked woman's spell. Again, Sara promised herself she would not let that happen to her.
Oh God, Sara wondered as she listened in horror, how can these people be so warped and unashamed? How can they let this woman rule their lives?
"Hey? What about me?" muttered John almost unintelligibly from his corner, his eyes roving Sara's naked body. "When can I fuck, Mimi? Please?" be plenty of time, John," she said in a more relaxed tone.
The obscene words brought a faint mewl of protest from Sara's lips and she pushed herself away from Mimi's body. Mimi answered by leaning her mouth down to slaver her tongue around Sara's sensitive armpit and widely spaced breasts, watching the girl gasp and twitch with involuntary delight as the titillating sensations shivered through her soft body.
John, crawling on his hands and knees, came to Sara's side and lay down on the other side of the spread-eagled innocent, his breath rasping on her face as he gripped and squeezed the succulent flesh of her nearest breast in his big thick fingers. Sara felt walled in by hot flesh, her smooth flanks crushed between the older girl' soft wet pussy and
John's stiffly throbbing cock, her squirming ass cheeks still impaled by Mimi's lewdly jerking finger.
But through a haze of tears Sara couldn't help watching her slender, dark haired sister as she kneeled down before Paul's blood-flushed cock and lovingly caressed it in her fingers, her lips parted and ready.
"You don't really have to cum in my mouth, do you?" Lynn whispered up at the naked man.
"Can't you cum in her mouth?" she implored, gesturing at her sister who gagged mentally at the thought of being choked with a lewd flood of burning semen.
"Suck it," Paul ordered sternly. "And swallow it, baby. Now suck it!"
Almost at once Lynn gulped half the length of his glistening cock deep into her mouth and began sliding her tautly ovalled lips back and forth on its turgid shaft. Lewd sounds issued from her throat as she stroked the base of his desire-hardened flesh with smooth pumping jerks of her fingers, her head bobbing and weaving in time to her sucking mouth.
Paul groaned and cupped her head in his hands, beginning to lunge his pelvis in time to her burning lips, catching his breath as the young woman whirled her tongue furiously around his swollen glans for a minute and caressed his sperm filled testicles with her other hand.
"Pretty good, Lynn," Paul muttered, crushing her head closer to fuck another inch of his blood engorged cock into the hot deep cavern of her mouth. It wouldn't take much effort to cum in Lynn's mouth, he thought, watching Lynn wiggling her head form side to side to give his cock a sharp series of thrills and then jerking up and down rapidly to vary his pleasure. Paul fucked harder into her tightly rounded mouth, and glanced down with pleasure at John who watched enviously from below.
"Suck harder!" Paul ordered, and the older sister began whipping" her head back and forth on his rod of turgid male flesh with wanton fury, making him grit his teeth as she sucked fiercely and tried to swallow the bloated tip of his virile shaft. With force, Paul fucked his cock into the hilt, hearing her muffled cry as his massive glans battered her throat, as her nose crushed to his pubic hair with each of his pelvic thrusts. Lynn was no match for Mimi's cock sucking, but she was! trying so desperately he had to admire her. And as her urgent hands squeezed his hairy balls and milked the trunk of his desire inflamed rod in almost perfect rhythm to her determined sucking, he could feel his climax beginning to gather momentum.
On the floor, Sara watched Paul's long crimson cock fucking in and out of her sister's mouth with horrified fascination. He's actually fucked her there just as though her mouth was her cunt! Sara thought. And Lynn likes it! She's perverted too, oh
God help her, but she is perverted! My own flesh and blood.
Sara shuddered at the thought that the same fate might be hers; and, as if to emphasize her humiliation of defeat, Mimi reached down to tease her sharp teeth over one of the blonde's nipples and simultaneously wedged her outstretched finger deeper into Sara's tightly constricted anus, making the girl yelp with sudden pain. Now the slighteset movement of Sara's ass cheeks sent ripples of pain-pleasure through Sara's loins, and the virgin felt compelled to watch the obscene display taking place only a few feet away. While John continued to crudely squeeze one of Sara's ripe breasts and dig his throbbing cock tip into the tender flesh of her hips, he watched his girl friend, Lynn, mouth ravenously on Paul's demanding cock. Lynn's cheeks indented in large hollows with her exertions, her small round breasts panting in her excitement.
What the hell? thought John, raising up on one elbow. Lynn's really makin' a job of it. She ain't never showed that much fire when she sucks me off! He'd watched Lynn flirt with Paul over the past weeks, while gradually showing more and more indifference to him, her boy friend. And although the four of them shared sex, they still adhered to certain prescribed male-female roles, and jealousy was often a result.
All the while, Lynn was whipping her mouth back and forth on Paul's fucking cock, she was intently aware of her boy friend watching, but the excitement she only pretended at first, to shock her sister, was now very real as the pulsating mass of male flesh quivered deep in her throat and vibrated wildly in her stroking fist. It's virile power almost choked her each time Paul thrust his hips forward, and the feel of his sperm inflated testicles in her hand both thrilled the woman and repulsed her at the same time. Lynn had always managed to avoid any man cumming in her mouth by cramming his bursting cock deep into her pussy at the last minute; but she knew she couldn't get away with that this time. She had a lesson to teach her little sister, and Mimi would be very displeased if she didn't prove to be a good teacher. Mimi, when riled, could be a very unpleasant person, she knew from experience.
Now as the huge, fucking cock tearing deep into her mouth began to quiver explosively, the scheming older sister shut her eyes and held her breath, praying she wouldn't gag on Paul's cock and ruin everything. The restless throbbing in her own neglected pussy reminded her that sooner or later she would feel his lust-quenching hardness worming satisfyingly deep between her legs, and that prospect persuaded her to suck him harder and squeeze his bloated balls in lewd encouragement of his orgasm.
"Eat it!" Paul groaned, easing her face closer to his exploding cock, his chest heaving as his climax shattered in his loins and rushed through the length of his bursting erection to spurt in convulsive gushes into Lynn's eagerly sucking mouth.
Trembling wildly, as he knelt before him, the older sister thought she would strangle for a moment as the boiling torrents of sperm spewed in a thick flood into her tingling throat. She gulped desperately in rapid swallows, whimpering as the sticky fluid slid down her throat, and as the deflating rod in her mouth kept spurting its searing droplets, Lynn moaned with relief. Now she'd shown her sister what it would be like for her, too!
Sara felt her own throat gag in a vicarious spasm as she watched her sister's Adam's apple bob feverishly to swallow Paul's lengthy ejaculation, and the disoriented virgin prayed she wouldn't actually have to submit to such an obscene act. But as Lynn finished gulping down the profuse bursts of cum with a heavy sigh and leaned back on the rug to stare at her sister with a look of smug superiority, and, John who settled on the floor by the fire with a grin of lewd expectation, the panic-stricken teenager knew her turn had come.
Panting for breath, Lynn eased her mouth away from his softening cock and smiled tremulously at her sister. Turning to her sister, Lynn wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Doesn't that look like fun, Sara? Wouldn't you just love to do that to Daddy?" You're his darling, you know ... the favorite ..."
When would this abuse end? Sara's reeling mind screamed.
"Now I think you know what cock sucking is all about Sara, Mimi murmured in her ear, rubbing the helplessly surrounded girl's silken belly with her free hand, "And with that sexy mouth of yours you ought to be able to make your sister look like a virgin. What you say you give it a try, honey?"
Sara felt her flesh chill with gossebumps at the idea. "No, please," begged the blonde girl, shaking her head and pleading with her moist blue eyes.
"Oh, yes you will," Mimi teased, darting her free hand down to the virgin's tender pussy lips and stroking the wet flesh lasciviously to bring a whimper of frustration from Sara's throat. The mere contact of a finger to her expertly primed little cunt was enough to make the blonde quiver her naked body in anguish.
Wouldn't you love to just kiss John's cock, darling?" Mimi taunted. "Just maybe nibble it a little bit, and kiss his balls too?"
"No, I won't" Sara moaned, her disoriented mind reeling. "I'm not like my sister, and I refuse to be!" she blurted out with pent-up rising hatred for her own sister whose lewdness had all but made her little sister ill from disgust.
Suddenly Mimi wrenched her finger out of the blonde's tightly skewered anus and commanded:
"Sit on her tits, John, and shove your prick in her mouth!"
Every nerve in Sara's straining body tensed expectation as John straddled her ribs with his legs folded under him, his grease-smudged face grinning lecherously down at Sara as he nudged his sinewy ass cheeks forward until they rested heavily on her heaving breasts. The girl shuddered as his purple tipped cock loomed closer to her soft lips, the tiny slit in his glans obscenely shinning with a milky droplet oozing forth. But it was the close up sight of his heavy sperm swollen balls that made her most afraid ... as though she would actually lick them!
A mewling whimper tumbled from Sara's lips when John hunched forward and supported his muscled body with his palms on the rug above her head so that his pulsating mass of flesh poised directly over her face. The position was so lewd Sara had to look away. And although Sara wanted to shut her eyes to at least blot out her obscene riew of his stubby cock and dangling balls, a horrified fascination, which she attributed to the whiskey and marijuana gripped her, fascinating her with her own torment as his blood swollen cock head lowered toward her quivering mouth.
For a moment the shamed girl resisted as the hot pungent tip of his cock pressed against her fear denched lips but then Sara felt Mimi's fingers slide threateningly beneath her buttocks, and the mspoken warning made the eighteen year old quickly open her mouth. She shivered and gurgled and coughed as his rigid prick slid relentlessly into her mouth, his throbbing hot flesh rippling over her tongue and crushing against her throat, the swollen sac of his testicles pressing lewdly on her chin.
"Don't just lie there like a dummy ... suck it!" the moranic man grunted irritably.
"Maybe she needs something to turn her on," Mimi said in an ominous grin and her fingertip touched Sara's tender anal ring. Quickly, the blonde virgin closed her lips on the man's blood engorged cock and made a sucking motion, and a moment later he began fucking his lust thickened cock in long powerful strokes into her helpless mouth, forcing her to gag with each of his groaning lunges, his burning cock head fucking against the back of her throat, and the strong smell of his loins filling Sara's nostrils and adding to her excitement.
There's a man's cock in my mouth! Sara thought with sudden shame, her spread eagled body trembling in dread with the knowledge that his thick hot cum would soon spurt down her throat in a final debasement. But a faint involuntary excitement seized her as the filling mass of his cock gave her a feeling of being totally dominated, a sensation of being so helplessly female that she was beginning to enjoy it. No matter what she did, she would have an excuse. She certainly had not wanted any of this to happen; it was all being forced upon her, and all she could do was submit.
The rich blonde had always been able to fend off crude advances from clumsy boys, and had felt inwardly superior each time she's proudly denied access to her virgin thighs. Now her sense of superiority was crushed forever beneath a stranger's ... her sister's boyfriend's ... hotly pumping prick in her sacred mouth and the strange, yet exciting, feel of his balls slapping against her chin and heady odor of his loins in her nostrils. His quickening grunts of pleasure were exciting Sara too as she watched his saliva soaked rod of lust, its cord-like veins throbbing with blood, ram repeatedly in and out of her sucking lips, inspiring her to swirl her tongue around it and incrase the pressure of her ripe mouth on its lust bloated girth. Now Sara felt a pair of burning lips clutch one of her panting breasts and suck its fleshy nipple, and a deep whimper of unwanted pleasure gurgle up from her throat. Her body arched upward in the desperate hope that Mimi would return to her sucking cunt and trigger the orgasm her widly churning loins craved. The moaning virgin strained at her bonds, instinctively wanting to grip John's fucking cock in her mouth and stroke it the way she'd seen her sister stroking Paul's minutes before, yearning to feel John's hotly throbbing flesh in her fingers as well as her now eager mouth.
Oh God, I'm beginning to like it! Sara thought feverishly as the rubbery cock head pummeled her throat. I can't help it ... oh, Daddy forgive your little
Sara, she thought deliriously. I ean't help it! Hike being fucked in the mouth!
Unashamed moans of excitement began streaming from her cock filled throat as anothe vivid sensation assaulted her nakedly straining body: Someone was kissing her inner thighs!
Suck my pussy! Sara wanted to cry out. Please, please do it to me ... I'm going crazy down there ... I need to cum or I'll explode soon!
"Shit, that's good!" John gasped above the wantonly sucking virgin, gyrating his hips as though her lust hot mouth was a tight cunt, "Yeah, use your tongue, baby ... mmmmmmmmmm! Jeez, you're gonna be just as good a sock-sucker as your sister!"
Sara's lust contorted face seethed with shame at the thought of being compared to her sister, but his praise encouraged her to constrict her lips harder on his lunging cock shaft and even taunt the burning flesh with her teeth. And in her increasing arousal, her revulsion of having him shoot his fiery sperm into her helpless mouth was now replaced by an intense eagerness and curiosity to taste the thick male secretions spurting into her captive throat.
But the kisses being lavished on her silken thighs were rapidly becoming pure torture as the mocking lips circled her pussy curls and tingling cuntal lips, and then teased within an inch of her aching crevice but diabolically refused to make contact. Sobbing, Sara jerked her belly up in a wordless plea to be fulfilled, but Mimi's soft laugh drifted up to her ears amid her own frustrated whimpers and John's lewd grunts.
Then an unbearable sensation of pleasure tore rhrough the hysterical virgin's anus, a wet tickling thrill that made Sara quiver in a frenzy of sensual delight. She stuck her hot tongue up my ass! Sara realized in a daze of pleasure. Wave after wave of tingling rapture jolted through the blond's loins as Mimi's hot tongue quivered and lapped at her defenseless anal slit. The eerie thrills spurred the feverish young girl into whipping her head upward with each of John's cock thrusts slamming into hei open mouth. Mmmmmmm! What a delicious ass Mmmmmmm! What a delicious ass nole! Mimi thought as the narrow passage churned and clasped hotly at her squirming tongue. The fragrance of Sara's virgin cunt grinding up against her nose was Bke an intoxicating perfume to the redhead, and her fingers kept up a greedy constant pressure on the shivering girl's buttocks, kneading and exploring the hot velvety flesh, comparing Sara's ass cheeks with scores of others Mimi had stroked and tongued and bitten over the years. The jaded redhead was fascinated by Sara's naked buttocks and next to cunnilingus she loved nothing more than tongue fucking a tight silken anus and hearing her female partner's whimpers of pleasure.
But even as the passionate virgin ground her soft nether cheeks to Mimi's mouth and wriggled her tongue skewered anus in frantic delight, the redhead's own soaring excitement throbbed in her loins and she wished John would hurry and cum in Sara's wildly sucking mouth so she could straddle the girl's face herself.
"Oh, jeez, your ... unngh! ... juicy mouth is gonna make me cum!" John gasped as he crouched forward over Sara's arched body and fucked his throbbing cock into her rhythmically sucking mouth, feeling his bursting cock head slip deep into the fiery channel of her throat as she tried to swallow it in her eagerness. He'd never fucked a girl's mouth in this position before and it made him feel powerful and dominanat in a way he'd never felt before. Suddenly, the young man stiffened and fucked his inflamed cock to the hilt between Sara's pinkly ovalled lips, wishing too late that he'd force her to lick his balls to show Lynn how he'd conquered her sister. A deep groan came from his throat as the whimpering virgin's lips sucked greedily to coax his gushing load, the burning cavern of her mouth like a powerful wet magnet that tore his hot sperm from his loins in fiercely rushing currents.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Sara moaned deliriously as the searing liquid spattered in her throat in violent bursts, threatening to choke her at first until she began gulping the thick hot stream in a' reflex action. As the pungent semen spewed on her tongue and flowed down her throat, the madly excited virgin began swallowing it with wanton joy, craning her head up to suck on his dwindling cock to the hilt and rolling her tongue around her flooded mouth to savor the boiling cum with obscene relish.
I'm eating his cum ... and I love it! Sara's mind whirled as she gulped the flood down with mewling whimpers and wriggled nakedly. With a shock she realized she was not only beginning to enjoy her helplessness, she was beginning to crave it! She wallowed in the feeling of her sheer degradation as the last drops of John's sticky sperm trickled down her spasming throat and as Mimi's squirming tongue in her ass cheeks darted lasciviously in circles against her sensitive anal crack, then withdrew to make the panting virgin writhe in frantic plea for more of the lewd exciting thrills.
And when John slipped his limp cock out of her mouth, Sara sobbed in protest and watched his loins recede from her lust glazed eyes as he stood up, towering over her with a grin of satisfaction.
"Yeah!" shouted Lynn from the side lines. "That was really good, Sara. Daddy would be pleased!"
"Best blow job I've ever had," John sighed, glancing at Lynn, seeing her dark eyes flash with jealousy. "Maybe she ought to give you lessons, Lynn."
A terrible wave of shame raced through the helpless blonde's body when she realized how she'd grovelled in the insane lust of John's mouth-fucking. "Ill never be like her," blurted Sara defiantly. "Ill never be like my sister!" Then staring at all of them in turn, she said with
Make-like eyes, ready to strike: "You'll never break me! You're insane, all of you, but you can't touch me inside my mind no matter what you make me do!"
"Never?" Mmi chuckled, leaning close to the trembling girl and tenderly caressing a tautly swollen nipple to make Sara gasp. "You've got a proud mouth, beautiful, but it says something completely different when a hot pussy or a stiff prick gets close! Who are you kidding, Sara?"
Another wave of shame coursed through her body as Sara realized how true Mimi's words were. As frightened and humiliated as she'd been, her aroused loins had compelled her to act like a sex maniac. If only they would let up on the endless pressure, if they'd just stop kissing and sucking and fondling her now wildly sensitive body! The excitement that now rippled through her soft cream-white flesh at the mere touch of another person was becoming sheer agony to the nerve-racked blonde little sister.
"Would you like me to finger fuck you now?" iEmi whispered with an obscene smile. "Hand fuck your darling little cunt?"
The words triggered an involuntary response in
Sara's inflamed cuntal passage and the feverish girl almost blurted out, 'Please!' But she shook her head violently from side to side, her thick blonde hair sweeping behind her, trying desperately to ignore the redhead's lewd fingers now stroking her quivering belly.
Mimi slid her hand down to Sara's steaming pubic mound and squeezed to make the electrified blonde arch her body off the blanket and shudder with unbearable excitement. "We may as well get on with the initiation."
Lynn stepped forward, her lithe tanned body shimmering for with the yellow of the. fire's glow. "Don't you think it's about time we take care of that cherry of hers?" she asked Mimi.
Sara lifted her head to stare into her sister's venomous eyes. "Why do you hate me so much, Lynn? My God, what have I ever done to deserve this?"
Lynn courched down by her sister and spat out the words: "You took all of Daddy's attention away from me and then you told lies, secrets, anything that nasty little mouth of yours could use against me. Every time I did anything wrong you ran to him and told him. If I was wrong, that made you right. Well, I'm sick and tired of your games, Sara. Now you're gonna find out what it's like to face life alone ... without Daddy to pay your way or hold you on his lap when you scrape your knee."
Sara let the poison of her sister's words seep into her brain. My dear Lord, she thought, maybe I... no ... I wouldn't have intentionally tried to hurt Lynn. She's my ... sister. I've tried to help her out best I can ... I even gave up going to San Francisco to come to the desert to see her. Oh, why b there all this hatred and jealousy? Something has to change that. It had to! Sara closed her eyes and felt the wet, stinging tears course down her flushed cheeks. She'd always been told by her father that for every wrong in the world there was a right, and, this, she realized, was the ultimate test. Maybe, by some quirk of fate, she and her sister could become closer for this horrifying experience.
Mimi touched her finger tip to Sara's swollen clitoris, and again the young virgin reared off the Indian blanket.
Chapter Five
Mimi stood up, hovering over Sara's body. "Come on my sweet Sara. Time to get on with the initiation."
Chills of expectancy raced up Sara's spine and, obeying Mimi's gesture, she rolled over on the blanket. But the shamefaced blonde couldn't deny a faint thrill of anticipation, a forbidden rush of lewd pleasure at her own vulnerability, although she knew any act they forced her to commit wouldn't be of her own free choice as long as she was playing their game.
Paul loomed over Sara, his lengthy cock beginning to stiffen as he stared down at the virgin's defenseless little cunt. Sara's eyes burned into his with silent pleading, and she even dared to undulate her soft while belly slighty, pretending to shift on the blanket, her blood racing with obscene hope. Maybe this time someone will satisfy me!
Take me! her smouldering gaze begged, Oh God! Fuck me before I go crazy with desire, hurry ... hurry ...
Now Paul's prick was fully erect, throbbing massively, the blunt bulbous head shining a dull red as it expanded before Sara's hungry gaze, his testicles bloated with pent up semen. Nothing else mattered to Sara at that present, suspenseful moment but her desire to have his long thick rod of lust hardened flesh fucked deep inside her maldy aching pussy ...
Then Mimi loomed beside him with a jar in her hand.
"Poor kid looks like she's ready to go mad, doesn't she? What she needs is a good rubdown."
"Hey! I'm ready to fuck. What am I suppose to do with this?" asked Paul, pointing to his huge erection.
"Now don't get over anxious, dear. There's plenty here for everybody," Mimi said insistently. "Shell be hotter than a pistol when we get through with our beautiful little virgin friend ... "
Then turning to Lynn, Mimi commanded. "Come on, let's give her a real fine massage, Lynn. You take the upper half and I'll..."
"Hey, wait a minute!" snapped Lynn. "This is my sister, remember? I'm not touching her ... that's your department, Mimi." Lynn looked wan and horrified, as if she'd been caught at her own game. Watching her sister writhe and flail on the blanket under Mmi's expert touch was one thing, but actually touching her own sister in a sexual way was something all together different ... something Lynn wanted no part of. It was distasteful, perverted. "No," she repeated, she wouldn't do it.
"Before the night is up," warned Mimi with venomous eyes that seared into Lynn's dark ones, "you're gonna be screaming too, Lynn, let me promise you that... and it won't be from a big hard cock."
With that omenous warning, Mimi knelt at Sara's side and reached down to rub perfumed oil on Sara's ripely heaving breasts. With stroking fingers, she rubbed the scented liquid over the shivering girl's inflamed nipple buds and beneath the full firm swells of her breasts.
Then Sara stiffened and gasped as Mimi reached around behind her to gently squeeze Sara's throbbing hot pussy mound. Now her virgin flesh was aflame with unbearable need, and as her naked tormentor fondled and stroked her fiercely trembling flesh, probing her fingers into the burning cleft of Sara's ass cheeks, covering the entire upper surface of her twitching body with a glossy coat of oil, Sara felt her mind begin to shudder in time to her teased young body.
And then the maddening tension suddenly shattered in a deep, agonized groan. The hysterical teenager arched her quivering body in a high curve off the blanket as the dam holding her raging lust in check broke with furious vengeance;
"Fuck me!" Sara sobbed, weaving her head frantically from side to side. Her soft hips jerked deliriously and her glaze; eyes riveted to Paul's rigidly palpitating cock.
"Fuck me, please, fuck me, Paul! Dear God. Ill do anything, just make me cum!"
A sudden hush fell over the room as her obscene pleas echoed in their ears. Her oil glistening curves twisted and spasmed in her hysterical passion, and even John gaped in awe at her sensually writhing nakedness.
Mimi stood up, towering like a bronzed, golden haired goddess of victory, her taut breasts swelling in feverish pride.
"Did you hear the girl, Lynn? Is that good enough for you?" queried Mmi.
The wildest excitement the virgin had ever felt shuddered through her nerve wracked body, and the blazing knot of hunger in her boiling loins coiled even tighter in her breathless impatience as Mimi gave Sara one last kiss on her virginal cuntal lips.
Sara no longer cared who'd touched her body. All that mattered to her now was the thrilling prospect of having a long, thick throbbing prick fucking hotly into the very pit of her seething young belly, or at last having her over aroused cunt filled to its hungering brim.
It never occurred to the feverishly tormented virgin that there might be another strange consequence to her surrender.
In a fever of uncontrollable passion, Sara tensed every muscle in her softly curved body as she quickly drew up her naked legs and spread them wide. Her passion glazed eyes never left Paul's lust swollen cock which loomed primisingly over her, and her upturned young breasts pulsed deliriously in her eagerness.
"Oh God! Fuck me, fuck me!" Sara groaned piteously, her aching belly threatening to burst in sheer desperation. She was aware that they were all watching her grovel with lewd fascination, but the wildly aroused teenager no longer gave a damn what any of them thought any more. She had to have his throbbing prick rippling inside her inflamed cunt of' she would go insane with frustration. It didn't even matter that her sister was there to see her beg for a hard cock to satisfy her. Pride no longer existed.
"Crawl on your knees first and lick his balls!" Mimi hissed, reveling in her triumph. Whimpering softly, the trembling blonde rolled her oil slick body over and with her glossy breast mounds obscenely dangling, crept on all fours toward Paul's beckoning cock. No amount of humiliation could penetrate her lust fired loins now, and the delirious virgin would have slavishly flicked her tongue up every one of their anuses if she were ordered to in her fever of wantoness.
Moaning desperately, Sara knelt before Paul's long virile hardness and clutched the surging trunk of his cock in her fingers. She lifted it up in one hand to expose his hair covered testicles and began licking them with eager laps of her tongue, thrilled at their swollen promise of gushing sperm. Then without being commanded, she pressed his burning cock head tight to her quivering lips and swirled her tongue around the rubbery tip, groaning with obscene joy as a droplet of his cum dribbled into her mouth, almost hysterical in her need to feel its searing length fucking deep into her churning belly.
"Now?" stie moaned, looking up at Paul with ravenous hunger. "Will you fuck me now, please?"
"Lie back," he told her hoarsely. Feverishly, the blonde teenager scrambled backwards on her elbows and spread her legs wide, feeling her cuntal lips tingle with explosive urgency. Paul knelt up between her open thighs. Quickly, one of Sara?s hands leaped down to grasp the hotly pulsing length of his rock hard cock, and her fingers stroked it worshipfully, caressing the blood inflated tip, instinctively guiding the thick rod of lust hardened flesh until it was aimed directly between her lascivously parted thighs.
Sara's breath coming in strangled gasps, the young blonde brushed his searing cock head against the desire flushed lips of her pussy, trying to pull him inside, and shuddered as a thrill tore through her hungering cunt.
Sara's other hand gripped Paul's shoulder in a feverish clutch as she braced her trembling body for his first hymen breaking thrust.
The lean muscled man hesitated, staring down at her passion contorted face as his own lust soared.
The slippery feel of her ripely oiled breasts quirming against his chest, the heat of her steaming young cunt rushing over his turgid cock, the currents of her wild arousal infusing his jaded loins and rejuvenating his sexual appetite in a way no other woman had done for years. Christ! He just had to get this one on a permanent basis. Maybe they could hold her hostage for the rest of the summer. He almost felt like a cherry himself as the luscious blonde's wide eyes burned pleadingly into his as she moaned in suspense for the plunge that would deflower her helpless young cunt.
"Take her cherry!" Lynn urged. "Fuck her until she faints, Paul. But don't let it go to your head. I'm sure that if she had a choice she's rather have her father be the first man to fuck her."
"Jeez, she's hot," John murmured, aware that his own aching cock was rigid and surging as he watched the hesitant couple on the floor beside the fire.
"Now!" Sara begged him, feeling the blaze in her loins rage out of control as all the vivid associations of her long, merciless teasing swept over her fiercely trembling nakedness. "Now, now ... aaaaaaggghhhhhh!"
One moment Sara felt her wildly throbbing pussy lips being crushed in and in the next nerve jolting second a white hot wedge of pressure was tearing deep into her virgin cunt slit. A wail of surprise escaped from deep in her chest as Paul's heavy blood engorged cock slid into the narrow depths of her virginal cunt, separating the thin membrance she'd ferociously protected all these years.
Sara's legs kicked out on either side of his unstopping loins and she tugged at his hair in a frenzy of anguish, feeling as though something altogether foreign had been fucked into her tender pussy.
"Unnn ... Unnn! Oh, Lord, so biggg! Too much, aagh!" wailed Sara.
She could feel the hard rubbery glans of his massive shaft battering deep in her quivering belly with inhuman force. The sobbing virgin darted her hands down to his hips and clawed insanely, trying to push him away, desperately trying to escape the pressure of his lust filled cock now fucking her bursting little cunt without mercy.
For a few moments, as Paul deliberately maintained his fucking pressure in her tightly pulsing cunt. Sara's naked legs kicked out in futile protest and her lips curled back over her teeth while she moaned incoherently. Her fiery young cunt was like a silken fist around his lust heated cock, and he knew once he'd broken her in she would be a fantastic fuck. Her heated cunt throbbed savagely on his piercing prick as he savored her rippling cuntal depths and the exciting feel of her oil slippery breasts and belly as she squirmed in a frenzy of discomfort beneath him. A hot stickness oozed out onto his loins and the thought that he'd been the first to make her virginal blood run aroused him to a furious pitch oi lewd excitement.
Then Paul drew back slowly, gritting his teeth as the boiling friction of her incredibly tight pussy ant shocks of bliss searing through his loins. Trembling like a leaf beneath him, Sara groaned as die pressure in her raw pussy flesh eased up.
But a new feeling replaced it as Paul fucked forward a second time, his long thick hardness plowing even deeper into her tender cunt, every pulsing inch a cruel torment that made even a tiny twitch of her body a breathtaking jolt of pressure. Now Sara could feel his cum bloated balls dangling against the chasm of her up thrust ass cheeks and iis deeply buried prick seemed to expand even more in the pit of her inflamed belly.
"Oh, God," she managed to groan through gritted teeth.
But in spite of the moentary pain, Sara could feel her burning cunt begin to flare and relax again as her pussy flowered wetly beneath his first invasion, and the faintest thrill shuddered through her tightly skewered walls as Paul drew back again for another thrust. His hands reached around her velvety hips and grasped the warm trembling cheeks of her buttocks, his fingers rubbing the soft flesh and bringing a febble moan of pleasure from her.
Now the deeply fucked blonde held her breath and her luminous eyes become slits of rising excitement as Paul started to fuck a gentle but powerful rhythm. Her cuntal muscles responded with involuntary contractions around his long stroking cock, flowering a little wider with each aching throb and beginning to firmly grip the base of his penile shaft each time he fucked deep into her churning white belly.
"Oooooooh!" Sara whimpered as she cautiously drew her knees up high, already hungering again for the fucking of his heated prick, aware that each thrust of his big cock was accompanied by a growing sensation of bliss as the thick hot pressure inside her tender cunt became more and more excitingly enjoyable. "Oh, it's beginning ... unnngh! ... beginning to feel good, Paul! I'm starting to-aagh! ... like it!"
She delievered the last phrase with such child like surprise Paul felt almost touched by her innocence. He could feel the responding throbs of her no longer virginal pussy become stronger around the insistently fucked head of his cock, and he had to begin exerting a harsh control over his own increasing excitement as Sara tentatively met his pumping strokes with gentle shudders of her
Barrow pussy, its wet heat beginning to suck at his driving erection with spine tingling force. The urgent pulsing of her slippery little cunt on his steadily fucking shaft was triggering feverish lension in his loins as her love starved body sparked into wanton response, her initial momentary pain beginning to surrender to swiftly rising lust.
"Getting wild!" the moaning blonde gasped beneath Mm, writhing her slickly panting breast into his chest and rubbing her palms in a fever over his back muscles. "Getting hot! Oh, God, I like it! Fuck it deeper, Ooooooh! Yes! Fuck me ... Ummmmmmm!"
She didn't care if her hateful sister was standing just feet away, her mouth agape with the shock of watching her goody ... goody sister lose virginity, then shamelessly fuck the man who'd taken her cherry. My God, thought Lynn, Sara's not begging for mercy the way I thought she would. She leaned closer for a better view of her writhing sister. Sara's not the prude I thought, she realized with astonishment.
The pressure in Sara's inflamed cunt had now receded into a lewd persistent tingle as his hotly palpitating cock searched deeper into her churning cuntal depths with each fucking lunge. She felt waves of fire dance through her naked flesh, rippling through her thickly impaled belly to every trembling nerve in her sensuously wriggling young body. She could feel the man's blood surging hardness beating into the very core of her loins as she began jerking eagerly up and down against the searing hardness in her hungrily sucking cunt, her deep inner muscles feverishly clasping his massive cock head.
All the thrilling sensations she'd denied herself during her constant struggle to protest her virginity now rushed over the shuddering eighteen year old with urgent rapture, and she began bucking upward against Paul's grinding pelvis with obscene joy, loving the sound of her belly smacking against his and the feel of his sperm inflated testicles slapping against her tender anus, feeling the first faint promise or orgasm simmer deep in her hotly impaled cunt. She wallowed in the feeling of being ravaged and mewls of joy streaming from her moistly parted lips as his long cock thrust harder into her feverish pussy slit. Both of Sara's hands now flew to Paul's head and she rwined her fingers urgently in his hair and pulled his face down to hers, locking her mouth tightly to his. When he slithered his tongue in between her warm lips, Sara sucked on it furiously, swirling her own tongue around and around and gulping his saliva with lustful relish.
In a frenzy of sensual abandon, Sara raised her legs higher and dug her heels into his thighs, her soft hips grinding faster in the Indian blanket and the rhythm of her lunges becoming urgent as her frantically sucking pussy strained at his fucking cock for her first orgasm.
"Look at her go!" Lynn whispered in awe, her eyes glittering on Sara's oiled and thrashing curves as the teenager writhed in a wanton fury beneath her older partner's fucking prick. The older sister shivered as she recalled how wonderful Paul's prick had felt in her mouth. Damn, but she wished she could trade places with her sister right then, and feel Paul's hot, hard cock in her belly.
Lynn looked around for Mimi and a moment later felt the redhead's luxuriously warm breasts pressing into her back, and she caught her breath at the sudden lewd contact. Lynn's heart began to race as her female lover's hands slid around her tiny waist and down over her tingling belly to stroke her dark pussy curls.
"I know what you want, Lynn," the voluptuous redhead murmured in her ear from behind, "even if you don't, you hot little cunt. Sit down on the floor and let Mimi have you."
Her slender nakedness quivering with fierce excitement, Lynn quickly lowered herself to a sitting position on the rug, still facing the groaning, thrashing couple only a few feet away. Her eyelids fluttered and her taut nippled breasts heaved as Mimi sat down behind her, and stretching out her long shapely legs on the rug alongside Lynn's and snuggling her warm pussy mound close to the dark haired girl's ripe round ass cheeks. Lynn issued a low eerie moan of sensual hunger as Mimi embraced her in the odd position, squeezing Lynn's tingling breasts in lascivious fingers and pulling at her desire gorged nipple buds.
Lynn had watched her sister writhing under Mimi's expert tongue fucking, and with growing hunger, she'd envied her sister's near orgasms. Now was her turn to get in on the action. Wtih a pang of regret, the older sister was beginning to realize that maybe her vengeful retaliation for years of sibling rivalry was not going to pay off ... what if Sara would really like it and changed into someone like Mimi? No, she didn't want to think about that now; she wanted to feel Mimi's heated presence.
"Your hot little virgin sister is about ready to cum, Lynn," Mimi chuckled in Lynn's ear. "And none too soon, either. You'd just love to cum now too, wouldn't you Lynn? You're dying to have me finger fuck you, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes," Lynn whimpered, her sensitive flesh shuddering as Mimi ground her hotly swollen breasts into her back and locked her ankles around Lynn's, forcing the young girl's miik white thighs far apart to expose her glistening pink pussy slit. Something about the lusciously curved redhead turned Lynn on intensely and she felt almost slave like in Mimi's obscene embrace, knowing that she desperately wanted to get the attention Mimi had been showing her sister all night.
Since the time Lynn met Mimi, Lynn had come to depend on Mimi for everything from money to sexual satisfaction, and the thought that Mimi would give Sara more sexual attention than Lynn had scared the older sister, making her wonder if this initiation ritual had been such a good idea.
Maybe there would have been other means of revenge that would have worked just as well.
"Let's watch that beautiful little piece of snatch cum first, Lynn," Mimi whispered, pausing to bite the nape of Lynn's neck with animal delight.
Lynn heard Mimi with only part of her passion clouded mind as .she watched her younger sister thrash her soft hips and twist in spasms beneath Paul's fucking cock. She could tell Sara was on the verge of cumming as the panting girl suddenly thrust sharply upward and arched her back off the blanket, incoherent gurgles spilling from her throat.
Then Sara groaned long and low and began to pump frenziedly on the quivering cock buried deep in her exploding loins. Rivulets of perspiration trickled from Paul's shoulders and chest as he strained to keep from climaxing along with her. Her feverishly convulsing body was driving him crazy, and her spasming pussy gushed a boiling liquid that slicked around his pistoning cock like hot, tingling syrup.
"Oh God, God!" Sara wailed, her belly grinding to his in an ecstasy of lust. "I can't ... aaaaaaggghhh! stop cumming!"
Dazed at the intensity of her first aerve-shattering climax, so torturously long in the making beneath Mimi's diabolical teasing, Sara squirmed her naked ass cheeks in Paul's hands and clamped her shuddering cuntal passage tight to his brutally fucking cock, urgently striving to suck the offering from his sperm bloated balls. Her blonde head flailed from side to side on the rug before the fire and she raised her legs higher, lusting for every burning inch of his long stiff cock until she could swallow it deep in her raging loins, until she burst from the obscene inner pressure.
As if he'd read her mind, Paul fucked to the hilt in her greedy passage, pushing the breath from her lungs and leaving her stunned. Then Paul released her wildly squirming buttocks and wedged his arms in between her splayed thighs, still fucking his vibrating cock deep into her seething pussy as he nudged her oil slick thighs higher and higher. When her legs were draped over his shoulders, Paul withdrew his surging cock of flesh until only the Mood inflated head throbbed inside her open pussy slit, now visibly pulsing and begging for his maximum penetration.
He began fucking her in deep, powerful strokes, lunging into her teenage cunt so furiously that his cum swollen scrotum mashed against her puckered little anus with jolting pressure. Quivering in delirious rapture beneath him, Sara felt as if her ravaged cunt was being plowed each time he thurst up between her jackknifed thighs, but even the ripples of pressure shooting through her steaming cunt were obscenely joyful. She could feel a second climax, building up power in her hotly skewered belly, and in feverish welcome the panting girl snaked her arms underneath her own wriggling ass cheeks and gropped for the older man's dangling balls. One hand seized his hammering cock and urgently tugged at it, trying to force him deeper into her hopelessly hungering cuntal flesh, while her other hand squeezed his lust tightened balls as if trying to pump the burning fountain of sperm from the depths of his loins.
Above her, Paul sturggled to hold his climax in check as he fucked his blood filled cock deep into her succulent pussy in massive, unrelenting drives, He had to make this first fuck an unforgettable one for the lust crazed little minx if he wanted her to stay the summer, but it was becoming almost impossible for him to hold back as her electrifying cunt sucked like a magnet on his hardened rod of flesh. His heart was pounding like a trip hammer and his jerking pelvis was beginning to lag, but still he doggedly shunted his cock shaft in and out of her fiery tight passage, waiting for his second wind. There was no doubt about it, the jaded man thought as the lust inflamed blonde quivered in a frenzy of lewd ecstasy beneath him, inflicting sharp animal bites on his shoulder and groaning as though she were about to die. Someday Sara would fuck someone literally to death!
He only hoped he wouldn't be the first victim. As for Sara, for the first time that evening her thoughts were not on her sister and the wrathful vengence that seethed in her sister's tortured heart. The grinding spite that Sara had experienced earlier had evaporated and it didn't matter that they were her captors who had held her against her will. As long as they had cunts and cocks it didn't matter.
Chapter Six
John watched Lynn's petitely curved breasts heave with her rising lust as the sleek tanned redhead sat behind her, clutching her moaning lover in a tight embrace. Mimi's fingers were spreading Lynn's flowing pussy juices around the dilated lips of her flushed pink cuntal slit, and all the while Lynn's eyes never left her sister's thrashing legs as Paul's thickly stroking cock slid in and out of Sara's clasping cunt.
He watched as Mimi squeezed and hefted Lynn's full-mounded breasts in her hands as she kissed the woman's throat and lovingly teased her glistening pussy lips. Then Lynn stiffened as Mimi teased her tiny swollen clitoris, rubbing a finger over the tumescent pink bud rapidly for a few moments while her other hand duplicated the lewd motion on Lynn's desire-tightened nipples.
John watched as the purring redhead darted her middle finger into the soft wet flesh of Lynn's cuntal hole and she shuddered and began to jerk on it. He watched his girl friend, Lynn, wriggle her naked ass cheeks sinuously back against Mimi's close pressed pubic mound, wishing he, too, could excite her the way Mimi could. It had happened before that Mimi had stolen Lynn's attention away from him while they were making love; all it took was a lick of Mimi's hot tongue, and Lynn was panting. Damn, but he wished he was half as potent as that redheaded bitch! But John knew instinctively that Mimi's attention riveted on Lynn's young sister, not Lynn. And he knew, too, that Mimi's fascination with Sara ended up being Mimi's lover? That would serve the bitch right.
And right he was, for Mimi didn't have the slightest intention of letting the whimpering Lynn in her arms have an orgasm as she wormed her middle finger deep into Lynn's hotly pulsing cunt flesh and wriggled it around her slippery walls in a sensuous grinding motion. Mimi loved to turn people of both sexes on, arouse them to a clawing pitch of passion and then leave them high and dry, curious to see what they would do to gratify themselves.
It had become part of the initiation, and Sara was passing the test with glowing colors, noticed Mimi, turning to watch the blonde ex-virgin writhing in orange flashes near the fire. She'd been studying Sara all evening and was beginning to realize with a flush of excitement, that the eighteen year old sister of her lover was one hell of a teenage once she was warmed up. In fact, if Sara passed the rest of the tests, she just might find a way to keep that honey cunted girl around for the rest of the summer.
She turned her attention to Lynn. "Would you like another finger, lover?" Mimi whispered, rolling and pinching one of her tautly engorged nipples with pressure in her other hand. "Would you like two fingers up your juicy little slit so you can cum all over me?"
"Oh, God, Mimi, you know I do. You know I love the way you finger fuck me!" moaned Lynn, her impaled cunt writhing hungrily on the redhead's rapid stroking finger. The fire in her loins was becoming a consuming blaze as she felt Mimi squirm her hot naked breasts into her back and burrow her own steaming pussy mound to Lynn's sensitive nether cheeks, the sensual redhead's tongue slithering into her ear and then tracing circles on Lynn's soft throat to further excite her.
"Not yet," Mimi whispered smiling to herself as she pulled her middle finger out and switched her lewd assault to Lynn's wildly pulsing little clitoris. Lynn gasped and writhed feverishly in her arms, her slender naked body twitching in urgent pleading as the oozing hot liquid of her empty cunt flowed uselessly out between her thighs. Mimi glanced over at Lynn's sister, seeing that Paul was beginning to tire, his strokes becoming slower and heavier while Sara swung her ripe ass cheeks in an ecstastic frenzy. The redhead felt a twinge of excitement. Now was her time to show them all that Sara was hers!
"Fuck me faster, harder, please!" Lynn whispered hoarsely, crushing Mimi's hand back to her wetly throbbing pussy. Now the cunning redhead adjusted her timing perfectly as she watched Paul suddenly increase the furor of his pumping long cock into Sara's hungry pussy. He was going to cum too soon!
Mimi wormed two fingers slowly up into Lynn's suctioning pussy and Lynn groaned and began hunching on the stiffly fucking fingers, her buttocks churning against Mimi's curling pussy hairs.
"I'm ... ummm ... going to cum, Mimi ... darling, darling!" Lynn panted in her lover's arms.
Not yet! Mimi retored silently with a satisfied grin. That little sister of yours is ready for me now, and I'm not going to miss my chance. With a quick wrench, Mimi tore her moistened fingers from Lynn's frantically lunging cunt and Lynn shook her head violently, gasping, "What's wrong? Don't stop now, Mimi. Oh God, Mimi, I love you! Fuck me!"
"I have to tend to your sister, honey," whispered Mimi with sadistic pleasure, her fingers tweaking both of Lynn's lust-inflamed nipples at the same time to make her groan and quiver. "This is your sister's initiation, remember?" added Mimi with revenge, knowing Lynn would do anything at that moment to retrace time so that she, Mimi, would be all hers for the evening.
Sara shuddered in a delirium of overwhelming lust as Paul battered her spasming cunt in a series of fucks, until she could-feel her second raging orgasm spreading fire in her loins like a furious, volcanic eruption. She could feel the older man's bulbous cock head fucking the tender cushiony tip of her cervix deep inside her fluttering belly, and each fierce contact made the naked blonde groan anew. She thrust her oiled belly up against his pounding loins in a frenzy of greed as she tried to impale herself to the point of breathless glory on his lust-quenching prick.
Even in her wildest need, the naive eighteen year old had never dreamed fucking could be so savage and thrilling, so intensely blissful and nerve shattering. If she had, she would not have betrayed her sister everytime she caught her sneaking into their shared bedroom in the early hours of the morning, her hair a mess and her clothes smelling of sweet tobacco smoke. God, had she known, thought Sara with hindsight, she would have learned about the joys of lovemaking long ago ... before she'd taken it on herself to discipline her older sister by telling her father of every misguided act her sister committed.
Every creamy inch of her wantonly thrashing young body tingled with joy as Paul's pistoning cock plunged to fuck deeper and harder into her deflowered little cunt, as his massive cock tip became rock hard with his threatening cum.
Frantically Sara locked her slippery calves up around his neck and milked his heavy balls in her hand, her twitching cunt flesh wriggling in wild ecstasy on his thick cock as the full fury of her second climax rippled through her insanely convulsing cunt.
"Gumming again!" she shrieked in rapture. "Cum now, Paul, unngh! Ooooo ... Gum with me, now, NOW, NOW!"
The laboring man gasped as he felt the sperm quivering in his sex heated balls and his hands jerked her squirming ass cheeks up tighter against his grinding hips as he fucked his exploding hardness as far as he could up into her lust soaked young cunt. Her wild animal moans rang in his ears as her pussy sucked at his burgeoning cock in voracious spasms, and he stiffened and groaned beneath his own massively spurting climax, shuddering as Sara gushed her own honeyed secretions to meet the boiling streams of his cum.
The wailing blonde slammed her heels into his back as tremors of obscene bliss raced through her stinging belly, rocking back on the rug and squeezing at his quivering balls with her fingers as his scalding spurts flooded her feverishly sucking cunt and dribbled down her trembling thighs, until she was whimpering and twitching with profound happiness.
Long minutes later, heaving for air, Paul eased out his dwindling cock and unlocked her softly shuddering legs from his shoulders, spreading them on the floor as he sat up. He knelt between her thighs, panting hke a long distance runner after a grueling race, staring at the red streaks of virginal blood mingling with his milky sperm on her soft inner thighs. The wetly shining pink lips of her cunt continued to pulsate lewdly before his eyes, like a small throbbing heart. There was no doubt abou it now, Paul thought, this little girl's heart and soul were in her tight little cunt.
Then Paul felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up to see Mimi's eagerly burning eyes and wet lipped mouth. Instinctively, he knew what would happen next; he'd seen it happen countless times before.
"It's my turn now, Paul," Mimi said huskily, staring down at the moaning, softly squirming ex-virgin. Behind Mimi, Lynn sat naked on' the floor, her dark eyes glazed with anger and frustration, her breasts quivering and her teeth pressed sharply into her lower lip.
"Dammit!" Lynn hissed, glaring at the lust redhead. "Damn her, she's going to fuck my sister!" realized Lynn with a jealous rage. This isn't at all the way it was supposed to turn out. Sara wasn't supposed to like sex so much!
In a daze from her lingering orgasm, Sara felt soft caressing fingers on her thighs and peered down to see Mimi kneeling between her widely splayed legs. There was a look of reverence on the redhead's beautiful face as she gazed hungrily down at Sara's palpitating cuntal lips, and for a moment Mimi simply knelt there, rubbing her palms along the blonde's satiny moist thighs, her eyes devouring the oval of Sara's glistening pubic mound.
"Yes," Sara urged, drawing her knees up to expose her pulsing cunt more fully, already beginning to undulate her hips in feverish anticipation. There seemed to be no limit to the insatiable craving in her burning loins after her long seige of lustful torture, and Sara moaned as she grasped her own slippery hot breasts in her fingers and squeezed the aching mounds, trembling as their swollen heat pulsed in response.
"Eat me, darling," Sara whispered to the long-haired redhead. "Do it until I cum again, Mimi. ... please------"
Now the teenager's chilling fear of her most diabolical tormentor had disappeared completely, replaced by something close to awed admiration. Sara even felt grateful to Mimi for her long trial of teasing, realizing now that she'd never have felt such intense orgasms if she hadn't been so wildly aroused. She might have spent an entire lifetime in dull normal sex, without ever having explored the strange, fiercely exciting sensations Mimi and the others had inflicted on her viriginal flesh. Yes, she realized now, she had to thank them all... even her own hateful sister, Lynn.
Lynn's eyes saucered with hateful rage as she watched her lover, Mimi, approach the writhing naked body of Lynn's younger sister who, minutes before was still a virgin. Something was going wrong, Lynn knew; this was supposed to be an initiation filled with crying and sobbing, screams and pleading. That's the way it had been for her when Mimi first initiated her with the idea of lesbian sex. But now her sister was actually begging for Mimi to make her cum!
Sara's blood singing with lustful anticipation, the hungry eyed blonde watched Mimi lie down on the Indian blanket beside her in reverse, so that Sara's face was close to Mimi's lush auburn pussy curls, while Mimi's ripe mouth hovered near Sara's desire inflamed cunt. With a low groan of passion, Mimi slid her hand over the panting girl's softly rounded hip and nudged her over on her side, so that the two naked women faced each other's furrowed cuntal slits.
"Wait a minute!" blurted Lynn, not able to hold back the anger any longer. Her lips in a taut, strained frown, she stepped toward her lover and sister lying in the sixty-nine position on the floor. "Sara, what do you think you're doing?" she hissed down at her naked younger sister. "Mimi's my lover, you bitch!"
"Hey, now wait a minute," protested John, rising to his feet from where he'd been sitting near the fire watching the lewd show. "This was all your idea, remember?" He grabbed Lynn by the arm and forced her to sit down beside him. "You wanted revenge, didn't you? Well, now you're getting it, so sit down and shut up!"
Sara heard none of the commotion above her, her thoughts were on what new thrills would be involved in sucking Mimi's beautiful red-fringed cunt. She moaned with obscene excitement as the redhead lifted Sara's upper leg and draped it across her tanned thigh for easy access to Sara's hair lined young pussy. Panting eagerly, Sara followed suit and placed Mimi's thigh in the same position over her own body. Now the hungry redhead began teasing her with fingers and lips, lapping the sensitive fleshy mounds of the teenager's round white ass cheeks while her finers toyed with Sara's curl covered pussy, bringing whimpers of lust from the hotly aroused girl's throat.
With Mimi's warm breath edging closer to her cunt lips, Sara took the initiative in a lascivious act that delighted her naked partner. She spread Mimi's ass cheeks wide in her fingers and nudged her mouth to the crevice, flicking her tongue around the tiny anal ring. Then, remembering how excited and thrilled she'd been when Mimi had performed this shocking act on her own defenseless anus, Sara darted her tongue deep in Mimi's narrow hot rectal split. Instantly, the redhead's naked buttocks wriggled with obscene pleasure and a moment later Sara felt her own tingling anus pierced with Mimi's burning wet tongue.
Together, the passion crazed young girl and her lustful older teacher moaned and rocked as they tongued each other's churning anal passages, their hands stroking and squeezing each other's thighs and calves, their leg-locked bodies swaying in obscene unison. To the wildly turned on blonde, the bizarre act had a delicious forbidden quality as she fucked her tongue to the hilt between her partner's ass cheeks and wriggled it in a lewd twisting dance.
Lord, I'm actually sucking on her ass hole! Sara thought in astonishment. And I like it! Thoughts of her parents, her sister, pride all dissipated.
Sara braced herself for the inevitable wave of shame each time she acknowledged her own wanton pleasure, but this time there was nothing!
Nothing except an eerie bliss at Mimi's skewered anus squirmed and clasped at Sara's thrusting tongue, while the blonde's hips softly shuddered in response to Mimi's fiercely sucking mouth.
And even in her lust crazed hunger, Sara sensed that she was totally different now, that her shattered innocence had revealed something violent and almost maniacal about her newly awakened passion. But before she could grasp the shocking truth behind this elusive insight, Mimi suddenly shifted her voracious lips and tongue to Sara's helpless pussy slit, and a long groan issued from Sara's throat as the first maddening thrill tore through her ecstastic cunt.
Eager to return it, the moaning blonde crushed her own sucking mouth to Mimi's throbbing hot pussy and speared her tongue deep into the moist tender flesh, savoring its honeyed sweetness with ravenous delight as Mimi shoved her quivering loins hard against Sara's face.
Now all the wanton sensations assaulting the passionately awakened young girl began to reel in her mind like the strains of an obscene symphony Mimi's heated breasts squirming into her soft belly, the redhead's upper thigh pressing down on her cheek, Mimi's long snaking tongue sending jolts of indescribably bliss racing through her wetly clasping cunt, and soaring above them all. Mimi's own lusciously ovalled cuntal lips, lustfully sucking back at Sara's frenzied mouth.
The bliss was almost too much for Sara to bear and, in a fleeting subconscious image, she realizes it was her sister Lynn who was groaning with the pleasure of Sara's educated tongue.
Suddenly Mimi was rubbing the oil covered chasm of Sara's quivering buttocks with a probing finger and a moment later Sara's nakedly twitching body shook with joy as the rigid finger thrust into her tiny elastic anal ring. But there was a tinge of bliss, and the shocked blonde quickly found herself pumping her ass cheeks in lewd abandon on Mimi's impaling finger, beginning to revel in the strange sensation.
Then Mimi was pushing her over on her back, never losing a single stroke of her rhythmically fucking tongue in Sara's hot hungry cunt, and plunging her stiffened finger in and out Sara's churning anus in a perfect tempo to her lapping tongue. And once the panting redhead was on top of her she began grinding her steaming loins down on Sara's soft mouth in a fever of naked lust while she used her tongue with devastating whip like fury in the girl's hotly convulsing pussy, until Sara was ramming her fingernails into Mimi's fleshy ass cheeks like raking talons under the frenzy.
Then Sara felt the fire in her loins burn with explosive excitement and she raised her impaled buttocks off the rug and flung her legs straight up, locking her thighs fiercely to Mimi's head. The wildly moaning teenager then began to rock with feverish delight, pulling Mimi's jerking nether cheeks down with all her might and burying her fiercely sucking mouth to her partner's dripping pussy crease like a starved animal.
She could feel Mimi's lips and tongue draining her hotly spewing orgasm with insatiable hunger and Sara reeled beneath the redhead's gluttonously slavering mouth, kicking her legs in the air and trying to fuck her nose into Mimi's tight little anus as she sucked madly in return.
I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Cum with me! Sara prayed, her lips and tongue stinging from Mimis savage downward thrust against her face. Oh God, Mimi, cum, cum, I love your pussy!
But as Sara slowly lowered her trembling legs down to the rug again and eased her grip on the redhead's head, the holocaust in her rippling belly beginning to dwindle as her orgasm subsided, Mimi's passion soaked pubic mound continued its relentless grinding against her helpless mouth.
Only then did Sara realize she was trapped once more, between this ruthless woman's tawny hot thighs. And there would be no escape until Mimi had her own satisfaction.
Chapter Seven
For the first few seconds when John loomed naked over his girl friend, who sat on the floor glaring at Mimi in a smouldering rage of frustration, he realized she wasn't even aware of his iresence. Lynn trembled in self righteous fury as slid her fingers over her burning thighs. Just because Sara was an initiate, that didn't mean she was the only who should be graced with Mimi's attention. Mimi had deliberately worked Lynn up to an unbearable pitch of excitement with her lewd finger fucking, and when the feverish older sister was on the verge of a climax, Mimi deserted her for Lynn's younger sister! And it had been so damn exciting, weird but exciting with Mimi's silky hot breasts digging into her back and Mimi's curly warm pussy nestled to Lynn's tingling buttocks. Now Mimi was bending over Sara, playing between her thighs, the teasing bitch.
But what could Lyyn do? Certainly she couldn't demand Mimi to stop showering her lustful attention on Sara and come back to satisfy her. God no! Mimi would do worse then leave her high and dry. And then, too, Lynn depended on Mimi for so many things ... everything from spending money to a place to live ... and where would she be if Mimi chose to disown her? Lynn was in an inveiglement and she knew it.
Suddenly, Lynn realized John was standing before her, looking down at her with a funny grin on his face.
"What do you want?" Lynn raged, staring up at him viciously.
"Nothing. You look awfully lonely. Thought I'd come over to keep you company is all."
John had watched jealously as his girl friend was masturbated by Mimi. He'd clawed his jaw in a jealous rage thinking, if the bitch was that hot why didn't she come to her boy friend instead of being lewdly finger fucked by that bitch Mimi. Everyone seemed to be getting a good bit of the action except for him, and he felt stupid as he stood awkwardly alone with his glistening red eock quivering hotly between his thighs. He watched
Lynn's petitely curved breasts heave with her rising lust as Mimi had sat behind her, clutching his moaning girl friend in a tight embrace. Christ, Lynn never showed that much excitement when she was with him.' He'd noticed too that Lynn's eyes never left Paul's thickly stroking cock as it slid in and out of Sara's clasping cunt. What was wrong with him, John wondered, that she' could turn to him when the itch between her legs need scratching.
Every one was involved in this initiation but him Oh, sure, he'd let that little blonde suck his cock. Big deal! Not that she wasn't a damned good cock-sucker; far from it. Paul had gotten Sara's cherry, he recalled with spiteful vengence, Lynn had sucked Paul's cock, and as usual, Mimi got the biggest piece of pie. It always happened the same way, it seemed. Every time Mimi initiated a new virgin Lynn ended up with Paul, Mimi with the new girl and the best John could hope for was a cold, clammy, virgin hand to experiment with his cock. That pattern was going to end right now, he decided.
Lynn looked up at John as if she were about to make one of her nasty comments, and then Lynn's eyes swung down to John's rigidly looming cock and she hugged her aching breasts.
"I guess if I have to settle for that, there's no other choice," she said resignedly, adding to the rage of John's pierced pride. She quickly lay back on her elbows and spread her slender legs to reveal her moistly palpitating cunt lips. Christ, she looked like a whore! John thought angrily.
"How about dog style?" he said hoarsely anxious to hear her first stunned shrieks of shock when he started fucking her where he wanted to. Mimi couldn't have done him a greater favor that leaving Lynn trembling and wild eyed like this, it was going to be his supreme vengeance and he wanted to savor every startled plea.
"All right, dog style," she said, turning over and folding her knees under her so that her plump white ass cheeks hovered temptingly in the air "But don't get romantic on me, John. All I want is a good hard fuck!
"Don't worry, Lynn. That's what you're gonna get. Sure you can handle it?" he asked omenously
"Who are you trying to kid? You think that prick of yours can hurt me? Now come on, I wanna cum!"
He mounted her from behind, crouching over her prostrated body, feeling the familiar wild excitement as his first contact with her smooth burning flesh. He hovered over her with wild lustful anticipation, his thickly palpitating rod of flesh pressed to the warm crevice of her buttocks, his burgeoning testicles dangling heavily beneath with their urgent load, his eagerness primed by the sight of his lover's ass cheeks squirming in the air. He supported himself on one hand as he slid his other hand down over her softly rounded belly, caressing the yielding flesh as he approached her hair sprinkled loins.
"Never mind the playing around," Lynn hissed. "Let's fuck!" she reached back between her spread open thighs and gripped his pulsing cock shaft in her warm fingers, stroking it to a rock hard fullness in rapid lustful jerks that only took a few seconds. "Ooooh, that feels good, honey," she crooned, "Nice and hot. Now don't shoot right away, this time. Just fuck me slow and hard, okay?"
"Ill keep that in mind," John groaned. "Slow and hard."
Crouching down on her elbows so that her upturned buttocks jutted even higher, Lynn guided the rubbery head of her lover's cock in between her eagerly quivering pussy lips, moaning as she ground a lascivious circle with his burning cock head just inside the rim of her wetly throbbing cunt. Then she slammed her hips back and her obscene gasps of pleasure mingled with his startled groan as his fleshy hardness slid up into her boiling passage to the hilt.
"Oh, yes, yes," Lynn whispered, churning her ass cheeks in a lewd gyrating motion as she constricted her silken cuntal muscles, gripping his hot pulsing length firmly. "Now fuck me," she demanded. "Slow and deep."
John held his breath as he tentatively began stroking in her tight, fiery pussy, biding his time until he was certain his rigid cock was slippery enough. His softly moaning wife had just begun to meet his lunging pelvis with slow, sinuous shuddered of her hips when John swiftly withdrew completely.
"What's wrong? I thought we were going to fuck," she asked feverishly. "Keep fucking!"
"In a second," John groaned. He quickly straightened on his knees behind her and planted his fingers firmly into her softly curved ass cheeks spreading the white mounds apart to expose her tiny brown slit. His lust spiraling, he pressed his throbbing cock head firmly to her defenseless little anus and paused only for a second as he gathered his strength.
"What ... what're you doing ... Christ ... AAAgh!" The shocked scream that rippled from Lynn's lips was like revengeful music to John's ears as he fucked forward with every ounce of his muscled young body, forging its way up into Lynn's tightly protesting rectum with every anger thickened inch of his cock until his coarse pubic hair was screwed crushingly tight to his girl friend's uplifted buttocks. He clutched her slender hips in a grip with both hands as she desperately tried to wrench free.
"Unnngh! Stop, Oh, God, stop, John!" He grinned salaciously as her rectum squirmed on his lust swollen cock. Then John drew back slightly, feeling her hot anal opening flex even tighter around his aching cock shaft in her attempt to free herself, and he began stroking exactly as she'd demanded, slow and hard, his pelvis moving forward like a leisurely piledriver until his loins were grinding hard against her quivering nether ring.
"Pl-please," Lynn sobbed, trying not to move as even the slightest twitch of her hips sent barbs of pressure rippling through her massively skewered ass cheeks. She's been caught utterly by surprise as John's first jarring lunge into her narrow rectum had pumped the air from her lungs, leaving her with the panic stricken sensation that a blazing poker had been rammed into her slavishly kneeling body.
"Slow and hard, just the way you asked for it, baby," John muttered through clenched teeth, reveling in her humiliation as he plowed to the hilt into her searing tight rectum. His hands kneaded and pinched the vulnerable flesh of her naked buttocks as he fucked, and her startled gasps and longer groans gave the ordinarily passive man a delicious sense of final triumph. At last he was giving her something Mimi couldn't and he wanted to imprint that on her mind.
But as the sobbing woman beneath her boy friend's pistoning prick, she quickly discovered that the discomfort was lessening and the burning thickness ravaging her tender anus was becoming almost pleasurable. Almost in awe, she felt the waves of shock rippling through her loins beginning to fuse with the restless throb in her feverish cunt.
Furtively, hoping John wouldn't notice, Lynn slid one of her hands down between her legs to her inflamed pussy flesh and quickly found her moistly twitching clitoris. Groaning with a mixture of pain and rising excitement, the anally fucked girl began to stroke the swollen pleasure bud with her outstretched forefinger, helplessly jerking her pelvis in time to her soaring lust. Now the pressure of her boy friend's pumping thickness inside her anus became an intensely throbbing mass of pain-pleasure, until her whimpers of anguish became sustained moans of obscene joy.
Jesus! Lynn thought as she finger fucked herself with lewd abandon, I like it! I really like having John's hot prick shoved up my ass!
"Yes, John," she gasped, wriggling her hips and shuddering at the sudden pain-pleasure she was beginning to crave, "yes, honey ... Fuck me in the ass! Harder, darling, oh John I think I'm going to ... oooooohhh! ... cum!"
John paused in mid-stroke, wondering if he'd heard her right. She liked it! His earlier rage returned with added fury at the new defeat, and he began fucking his lust inflated rod at a violent speed inside her writhing anal circle, trickles of sweat pouring down his muscles chest, his buttocks quivering tauntly with each convulsive thrust. But now his lustfully wailing girl friend was jerking her ass cheeks back hard to meet his plummeting cock, her soft white nakedness wriggling in a frenzy of twisted passion.
Suddenly John froze and shivered, feeling Lynns sphincter muscles spasm wildly on his impaling cock shaft and a moment later wave after wave of cum spurted out of the throbbing hot tip of his cock deep into the fiery passage of her ass cheeks. He let out a long groan of excitement as Lynn clasped his bursting prick to the hilt inside her rippling rectum and shimmied her hips in joyous thanks.
"Burns!" Lynn hissed, her dangling breasts heaving as her extended forefinger vibrated against her swollen pink clitoris. She could feel her loins spewing forth with her own feverish orgasm as John's boiling sperm flooded her ravished rectum, and she clamped her anus in a fever on his deflated cock, demanding more and more of his fiery cum, thrusting a finger deep into her wildly sucking cunt flesh.
She wailed a soft protest as John wrenched his softening cock from her semen spattered ass cheeks and sagged puffing into his knees. For another two minutes Lynn twitched in her obscene bliss, and then collapsed over on her back, blinking dazed eyes up at her boy friend.
"You fucker! You raped me in the ass!" she said indignantly, stroking her chafted buttocks.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it, you whore," returned John, tired of his girl friend's insistent nagging.
"Well, I have to admit it was sort of fun," she admitted.
John leaned back on his elbows and watched the two nakedly writhing women locked in a bizarre embrace only a few feet away, their feverish bodies twined in a cock stirring sixty-nine position.
Lynn hesitated before getting up to retrieve the bottle of whiskey that lay half empty near the two women. Their mingled moans and wet slapping sucking sounds renewed her rage of jealousy and she desperately tried to maintain her temper, although she wanted nothing more than to jump on her sister and tear her hair out. The little bitch was really a hot piece of ass after all, mused Lynn. Too bad her father wasn't here to see his darling golden haired daughter sucking another woman's cunt. It would have served them both right.
Sara felt her exhausted nerves begin to quiver omenously As the insatiable redheaded woman above her scraped her teeth maddeningly over Sara's swollen clitoris, triggering an almost torturous thrill in her defenseless cunt. Again and again, the sobbing teenager had tried to push Mimi away but with insane persistence the wildly jerking woman had forced Sara's helpless mouth into her dripping hot pussy, until the trapped young girl thought she would either suffocate from her tormentor's grinding pubic flesh and sleek thighs, or lose her mind under the inexhaustible tongue fucking being inflicted on her own naked cunt.
There was no mercy in Mimi's voracious lips and long tongue as she lashed Sara's quivering cuntal depths. Each successive orgasm that racked the shuddering blonde's loins became a nerve jolting sensation that rippled through her involuntarily twitching body in shocking currents.
If she sucks me any more I'll go crazy! Sara thought desperately. There was a limit to wanton pleasure, and the frantically tossing girl felt as if her nerves were stretched to the limit.
Only when her breath was coming in tortured heaves did it occur to her to try something different, and she groped in the crevice of the panting redhead's slippery ass cheeks with her middle finger, just as Mimi had done to her. Then she wriggled and jerked it in and out of the squirming rectal passage in furious strokes, while burrowing her numb lips to the lust crazed woman's clitoris and sucking in violent surges.
Mimi's nakedly writhing buttocks quickly started to spasm with obscene ecstasy and Sara increased the fury of her lewd double attack, sucking and thrusting in sheer desperation her free hand squeezing and rubbing Mimi's sweating breasts until at last the crazed redhead began groaning deep in her throat and tossing her throbbing cunt on Sara's slavering lips in wild abandon. Spurred by the prospect of finally escaping her prison of flesh, Sara pistoned her stiff middle finger in and out of Mimi's stretching anus in vicious strokes and swirled her tongue around the bucking redhead's blood inflamed clitoris until Mimi was moaning incoherently and oozing a honeyed wave of viscious cuntal moisture into the blonde's gulping throat.
And a minute later Sara was miraculously free of crushing hot breasts and madly whipping thighs as Mimi rolled off her teenage lover's perspiring young nakedness, inflicting a last lingering suck on the sobbing girl's stinging little pussy that brought a wail of joy from her lips.
Her glossy breasts heaving desperately for air and her lust glazed eyes blinking in delirium, Sara felt tremors of relief sweeping through her flesh. The exhausted blonde felt as if she'd run a harrowing gauntlet of sex and just barely survived.
But the fiery glow in her loins told her it had been worth every moment of her long seige of sensual taunting. It's all right now, Sara told herself over and over. I'm free and I'm safe, and I feel great! But then she remembered her sister and a new pang of emotion raced through her. Even though her body felt fantastically relieved, her sister's hatred hung like a black storm cloud over her sunny disposition.
Now the deflowered virgin was sure she'd been plunged into every possible avenue of obscene exploration, that she must have experienced every conceivable thrill that the insatiably twisted Mimi could devise. She asked herself what more could possibly be done to her that her tender ripe flesh hadn't already survived.
But her hopes were premature, at best. For if she'd watched her sister's naked buttocks waving in the air while John's prick fucked in and out of her steaming rectum, Sara would have realized then that more rites of the initiation were yet to be satisfactorily performed.
Sara stretched out on the cum smeared Indian blanket before the fire, and basked in the glory of the after tremors of the sensual earthquake that had wracked her body for the past two hours. Her flesh tingled every time she recalled one of the intensely thrilling orgasms of the evening and her mind savored every newly discovered secret. She closed her eyes for a moment, not caring what any one else was doing, although out of the corner of her eye she could see her sister reaching out to touch the exhausted Mimi on her swollen breasts, hoping for her lover to show her more lustful affection. Sara opened her eyes and saw John towering over her, his thick stubby cock and hair covered scrotum swollen with desire as his hungry eyes glinted on her naked body.
Sara smiled up at him, thinking, Why not? He couldn't possibly do anything to hurt her ... and the throb in her pussy quickened as she stared at his thick rod of flesh. For a moment, Sara's fine features creased into a perplexed frown as she wondered if she would ever get enough sex after her prolonged ordeal of sensual teasing, but then John was lying down beside her, running his hands greedily over her desire tightened nipples and firm full breasts. Sara unashamedly gripped the thickly pulsing shaft of his cock in her fingers and stroked it with an eager whimper, glancing at the others to see if they were watching.
Sara lifted her head to see if her sister was aware that her boy friend was approaching her, but from Lynn's insistent probing of Mimi's fatigued body, it appeared that Lynn's concern was not over John, but Mimi.
This free sex was new to the young blonde, and she couldn't yet understand how her sister could become so jealous over Mimi's attraction for her when Lynn's boy friend would seem like the most natural threat. But after eighteen years of sisterhood, Sara had come to realize that her sister's emotions were not always rational. From the corner of the room she could hear Lynn crooning above her female lover, her softly whispered implorations wafting through the sex heated room. Lynn was sobbing now. "Mimi, Oh God, Mimi. Don't leave me... don't you love me anymore? Why do you want my sister instead of me?" Sara could see her sister's long dark hair hanging over her lover's body. A ripple of unidentified, emotion raced through Sara's naked body at the moment, and she wanted to comfort her sister... kiss her on the forehead and bring solace to her... and yes, maybe even quiet her trembling loins that slithered over Mimi's silenced body.
Oh God, thought Sara. Now I'm beginning to think like Mimi! I'm actually wanting to make love to my own sister!
But she didn't have much time to contemplate the lewd mental visions of herself licking the cum streaked loins of her own sister, for John was stroking her naked body now.
"I want to fuck you, Sara," he grinned. "Why don't you get on top of me this time?"
"All right, John. Lie on your back. I don't mind getting on top for a change." Especially after being nearly strangled by Mmi's maddening hot cunt! she thought.
As John lay on his back, Sara trembled with a surge of feverish anticipation as she threw her leg over his naked flanks. In need of appreciation, Sara blurted in a childish tone, "How am I doing on my initiation, John?"
"Listen, baby. You got nothing to worry about. I never saw Mimi cum like that before. Look at her, she's finally got a cunt full of her own cum ... nothing she likes better."
Sara grinned with a lewd sense of accomplishment and her oil smeared ass cheeks squirmed slipperily as she folded her legs under her and pressed her knees close to John's hips, grasping his rigid cock in her hand and pressing it with a soft moan up to her curl fringed pussy mound. For a minute she teased herself as she lewdly stroked and squeezed his palpitating cock head against her furrowed cuntal slit while John reached his hands up and cupped her softly quivering breast mounds, kneading their lush heat in his strong fingers and stroking their turgidly hot nipples to arouse Sara further.
The heavily panting girl felt strangely superior as she stared down at his prone body and gently milked his lust bloated cock in her soft fist. Remembering how adroitly Mimi manipulated both men and women, Sara already felt a natural penchant for teasing as she squeezed her hand down on John's blood filled glans and gyrated her palm on the rubbery hot tip to make him groan with pleasure. Men were easy! Sara thought with a rush of discovery. As long as she possessed something they wanted badly enough____
"Stick it in your cunt," John said hoarsely. "Christ, you're making me hot, Sara... Mmmm, your sexy tits ... I'd love to cum on 'em baby."
"Not just yet," she smiled coyly, but the idea did excite her. All that burning sticky cum oozing down over her sensitive breasts.... Now the molten urgency in her loins was becoming a feverish ache that made her softly rounded belly churn and ripple with impatience, and Sara raised her hips and guided the fiery head of his cock up inside her wetly pulsing pussy lips. She made a hissing sound of lewd pleasure ... again like Mimi, she thought with a queer feeling ... and then slid down his stiffly poised cock, moaning deeply as the searing pressure fucked thickly into her lust cuntal tightness, up into the heat of her tender belly.
"Oh, that feels ... wild!" the trembling girl gasped, swaying from side to side as she gripped the length of his hotly throbbing cock in her slippery cuntal depths. She reared her head back and closed her eyes with obscene rapture as his fiery cock head rotated in her deeply embedded cunt, and then she crushed John's hands tighter on her soft tingling breasts.
"Start fucking!" John urged impatiently, goaded by the succulent teasing pressure of her wetly throbbing cunt. She slid up until only his inflamed cock tip hovered in her pink hot folds and them slammed down with a low wail, forcing Lynn's boy friend to grit his teeth at the spine tingling jolt of burning flesh clamping on his hardened rod of lust. Christ! She's got a fantastic pussy! John thought with stunned surprise; even sweeter than that bitchy sister's. It rippled and sucked at his rigid cock with molten power as Sara began lunging rapidly, her lewd moans growing louder as she shifted her up-and-down motion to a sudden breathtaking series of circular gyrations, swinging her ripely curved hips in wide circles above his loins.
For a few precarious moments, John thought he might have to cum under the electrifying pressure of her sucking young cunt, but then he could hear Lynn moaning over her female lover's body, pleading for Mimi to "suck me until I cum ... Oh God, please!" she railed on and on. Hearing his girl friend pleading for another woman to satisfy her after he'd just finished reaming her out, worked him into another jealous rage. He wondered, in fact, if Lynn would ever want to make love to him again. And as the sensually writhing girl clawed at his hips and whipped her feverish pussy flesh on his rock hard cock, John felt his rage overwhelmed by excitement. He'd hang on, by Christ, no matter how wild and juicy the little sister's frenzied cunt became. Even though the soft grinding friction of her tightly soaked cuntal passage was becoming almost intolerable around his sensitive cock. He'd show Lynn that her little sister appreciated his fucking, even if Lynn didn't.
From the chair nearby, Paul felt his own cock tingle with salacious urgency as he watched Sara's voluptuously rounded ass cheeks wriggle and bounce with her frantic fucking movements. He'd been the first to take her in the cunt, and that left just one tender prize left for the initiation, one irresistible target. The blonde man stood up and walked over to stand behind the thrashing blonde, his loins seething with expectancy as he studied the ripe, cream-hued contours of her swinging nether cheeks, their satin smooth flesh slicked with perfumed oil. He could barely remember the last time he'd taken both cherries from a beautiful girl, but this time with Sara promised to be unforgettable. And he had Mimi to thank for all of it ... Mimi and her expert tongue.
"Hurry it up, John!" called Mimi, now sitting up cross-legged on the floor with Lynn's arms draped flirtatiously around her neck. "Fuck her good, John. This is almost the last rite in her initiation so make it damned good for her. She deserves it."
Lynn winced again and trying desperately to win her lover's attention, reached down between
Mimi's wide spread legs to rub the redhead's swollen pussy mound. "Stop it," spat Mimi, as if slapping at an annoying mosquito. "I want to watch this beautiful hunk of flesh get fucked. She's a beautiful girl, you know."
Like a puppy who's just been slapped on the nose, Lynn drew her hand away from Mimi's pussy, a hurt and aching look in her dark eyes.
"You really dig my sister, don't you?" pouted Lynn, her eyes dark pools of jealousy.
"She's a damned good fuck, Lynn. Maybe in time you'll find that out," returned Mimi nonchalantly. "Now be quiet and let's watch."
Lynn watched the impending spectacle with awed intensity, tenderly rubbing her own painfully throbbing ass cheeks as she recalled the ravaging white hot feel of her boy friend's cock fucking deep into her tender anus. God, she wished Paul would fuck her sister in the ass! That would be one sex act Sara would never tolerate, thought Lynn with sadistic delight. She watched as her sister's lust white ass bounced and churned in lustful frenzy. Tear her in two, guys! Show her what it means to fuck;
Paul knelt up behind the unsuspecting girl and gently caressed her quivering buttocks, spreading the oil over his fingers. For a moment, Sara stiffened at the touch, but then she resumed her passionate stroking on John's rigidly upthrust cock shaft, totally immersed in her wanton rapture. Now Paul rubbed the slick oil over his purple cock tip, lavishing it with care, his eyes glittering on his teenager victim's nakedly churning ass cheeks. With her legs splayed out on either side of John's hips, her puckered little anus was already exposed, but Paul wanted the tiny brown crevice completely helpless. So with his hand on her back, he began gently easing Sara forward and down onto John's lean muscled chest.
For a few startled moments, Sara resisted the pressure on her back, unable to comprehend the reason for it. She'd glanced over her shoulder once in her feverish excitement and seen Paul kneeling behind her, but she'd assumed he just wanted to watch at close quarters to satisfy his bizarre curiosity. Now that she felt the pent up dam in her loins threatening to burst with another orgasm as she flailed her lust soaked cunt up and down on John's quivering cock, she willingly surrendered to Paul's nudging and hunched down on top of her partner, mashing her voluptuously hot breasts onto his chest and slithering her tongue deep into his mouth.
There was no need for Paul to stretch the blonde's vulnerable buttocks any farther apart as she crounched nakedly over his friend. Mewling cries of animal pleasure streaming from her throat, she tugged at John's hair in soaring arousal while Paul cautiously placed the tip of his massive erection against her helplessly exposed anal crack. Sara tensed in surprise, and then her trembling body reeled under the momentary pain that seared through her virgin rectum. It took the breathlessly shocked girl ten seconds to realize that Paul had fucked his lust thickened cock hard into her helpless anus. Sara tried to rear up in protest, but a second wave of pressure shuddered through her hotly skewered buttocks as Paul began to pull his huge cock back, and then to her dazed surprise he plunged forward again, fucking into her raw anal chamber.
Sobbing with shame, the quivering teenager could only gasp for air each time Paul fucked his invading cock in and out of her tautly stretched rectum, could only shudder and sink her teeth into
John's naked shoulder to vent the momentary pressure. She felt as though her loins would burst any moment as the throbbing mass of fire in her tender ass cheeks began to pound into her at an inhuman rate, each body-jolting fuck leaving her shaking with tremors of shocked surprise.
But, dimly, the eighteen year old girl realized her elastic anal ring was expanding beneath the terrible pressure, and that feeble currents of a strange pleasurable excitement were beginning to radiate from her impaled ass cheeks. With each forward lunge, Paul was crushing her tingling cunt down onto John's palpitating rod of flesh, so that the massive hot pressure in her loins was doubly exciting. And the knowledge that only a couple of hours ago she'd been a virgin and now she was being thoroughly, shamefully fucked by two men at the same time ... while the other two naked women were in the same room, made her feel intensely sexy, almost proud that they'd selected her for their lewd satisfaction.
With only a thin membrane separating the two thickly pulsating cocks fucking deep inside her passion inflamed belly, Sara was buffeted mercilessly back and forth, each blood filled cock fucking to the hilt until her tightly sandwiched young body felt as if it would scream for joy.
But after few minutes of her relentless fucking, Sara found herself beginning to welcome the massive rod impaling her from behind, starting to feel an eerie delight as the wildly fucking cock inside her rectum quivered and expanded with rising excitement. She could hear her own moans of lascivious delight muffled against John's hard chest as her nerves twitched and throbbed beneath the obscene double fucking. She began to shudder and claw at John's broad shoulders as she became aware that the most rapturous orgasm yet was building up in her tightly pressured loins.
Now Sara began to buck feverishly between her two male ravagers, her sphincter muscles greedily clasping at Paul's rapidly stroking cock while her lust drenched cunt squirmed in urgent spasms on John's rock hard rod, her warm fleshy breasts writhing against John's chest in time to her grinding ass cheeks against Paul's loins.
"Unnnhhh, unnhhh, unnnhhh, yesss, I'm cummming!" she groaned.
Now she could feel John's lust swollen cock beginning to ejaculate in her twitching cuntal flesh, and she ground down on him feverishly, the soft muscles of her body tightening with lewd suspense, her cuntal muscles rippling and sucking ravenously around his exploding cock head. From the innermost depths of her bursting loins a fiery tide of liquid passion spewed around John's vibrating rod as her lust crazed pussy spasmed in delirious accomplishment. Then the nerve-shattering ecstasy began to subside, leaving the blonde girl utterly, deliciously sated....
In a daze, Sara felt Paul wrench his deflated cock from her throbbing anus, and she cried out softly, more in protest then in pain. Then John was gently lifting her nakedly perspiring body off his cum drenched loins, and Sara rolled over on her back, her head lolling from side to side, whimpers of stunned rapture still streaming from her wet lips.
A minute later she fell into the most beautiful blissful, contented sleep of her life.
Chapter Eight
Outside the ramshackle house, the desolate Texas prairie winds whipped the dry sands in eerie swirls, clouding over the moon light. Prairie dogs darted to their underground shelters to escape the trecherous predatory night life that crawled with bellies to the ground, leaving snake-like imprints, soon to be swept over by the churning sands.
From afar the house was no more than a dark silhouette against the black sky. The fire, that had lit the windows to the old miner's shack, had dimmed over the hours and only an occasional flicker attested to its burning embers.
Inside, too, the lustful heat that had earlier seared the bodies of the satiated men and women had now cooled to a comfortable warm glow. The only sound in the house now, was that of bare feet padding to a back room, later to emerge to the living room with a wool blanket dragging along the sandy floor.
Lovingly, Mimi knelt down at Sara's side and draped her naked body with the tattered blanket, then bent over to kiss the angelic cheek of the blonde haired girl who, before that evening, had been a virgin.
Nearby, Lynn's unclothed body drank in the last of the fire's warmth, her dark eyes seething with jealousy and rage. She hugged her knees closer to her chest, and rested her head on her hands, letting her dark hair drape over her shoulders in a show of defeat.
Nothing had gone as she'd planned. She'd invited her sister to spend her summer's vacation with her here in the desert away from the wealth and status that permeated Sara's life, in hopes that she could settle the score for once and for all. Lynn's life had seemed to be saturated with memories of her younger sister's proud accomplishments: leading role in the city's ballet performance of the "Nutcracker Suite", scholarship to Julliard School of Music in New York, high honors in high school ... the list went on and on.
And what did Lynn have to show for her twenty years of struggle except for a heart full of pain that couldn't be alleviated, even by the demise of her younger sister.
Lynn bit down on her lower lip, her cheeks trembling with the sorrow of remorse. God, she'd give anything to erase the past twenty four hours, starting from the moment she'd proposed to Mimi that they initiate Sara into the group. Oh, how she'd wanted to break the haughty pride her sister bathed in! Wanted to humiliate and shame her. Wanted to. show her her own weaknesses. Miraculously, the initiation had accomplished all those objectives, but the variable factor Lynn had not accounted on was that her sister would actually like having another woman make love to her, love a man's hard cock pounding into her virgin cunt, love a man making love to her in the rectum while another made love to her in her steaming pussy. Never had Lynn imagined her sister would tolerate, not to mention appreciate, all those things that were so foreign to her sheltered, pampered existence!
And now it had all backfired on her, proving once more that spite does not make right, only guilt. Lynn wiped her nose with the back of her hand and realized that it was herself she'd humiliated.
She lifted her head and turning, watched Mimi, her lover, stroke the blonde hair that shimmered gold in the fire's light. And now she'd lost Mimi's affection, too! It wasn't supposed to have happened that way, her mind screamed.
Everything seemed to be against her. She couldn't believe how quickly Sara had responded to Mimi's caresses, how fast Sara had learned the trick of oral love that had made John scream with lust, and how effortlessly she had adjusted to the shameful act of anal love.
It wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair!
Somewhere on the other side of the room, John stirred in his sleep, beginning to feel the night chill now that lust's hot breath had been replaced by a cold breeze that wafted through the broken window. Grumbling, he reached for his shirt, sitting up to yank one, then the other arm through its gaping cotton sleeves. Not far away Paul yawned in exhaustion, then bolted up to sit cross-legged by the fire.
"Gotta put another log on the fire," he grated, rising to his feet. Lynn turned to see him rumble through the wooden box near the fireplace where the waste paper sat ready. Kneeling on his haunches, he gingerly stuffed a wad of crumbled newspaper near a dying flame and quickly withdrew his hand to watch it burst into flames. With a grin of accomplishment, he reached over to select a log and with a quick whack of the hacksaw chopped the wood in half, then threw it on the fire.
Turning to Lynn, he reached out to touch her knee. "That's one hell of a little sister you got there, Lynn." He shook his head as if in disbelief. "Boy, she sure does know how to fuck. Must run in the family."
Lynn's dark eyes seared with pent-up anger. "Yeah, she's more of a whore than I thought she'd be."
Teasingly, Paul squinted his eyes and studied his roommates expression. "Now wait a minute, you're the one who wanted her to get fucked. I gotta admit I woulda tried to fuck her even if it hadn't a been for the initiation, but I sure as hell wouldn't have fucked her in the ass on the first date if it hadn't been for you!"
Hearing the subject of initiation, Mimi tore herself away from Sara's sleeping body and seated herself on the other side of Paul.
Being one of those fiery people who feasts on tension, Mimi couldn't help but enter the discussion. "Your sister is really a beautiful chick, Lynn. She passed the initiation rites with flyin' colors. Man, I've never seen a woman get so turned on in my life. I say we oughta let her into the Group for good. Man, she earned it! I haven't cum like that for months!" she grated at Lynn, knowing it would sear her jealous heart.
"Yeah!" called out John from the sidelines as he crawled on hands and knees to the semi-circle of nude bodies. "Sure is one hell of a fuck, I think she's earned the honor all right. Gives damn good head, too. Better than some people I know," he added to add insult to injury, his eyes riveted on his girl friend's trembling body.
Her eyes clenched shut, her mouth agape, Lynn covered her ears with her hands, not trying to hold back the tears that had been stinging her eyes and choking her throat for the past hour. Hissing, she blurted: "Sara, Sara, Sara! That's all I've heard my whole life and I'm fucking sick and tired of it. Ever since I was a kid I've had to listen to the same stupid rap: 'Why can't you be more like your sister, Sara?' and I can't stand it!" Lynn jumped to her feet, electrified with anger. "Why don't you all go fuck Sara now? Better yet, why don't I leave and she can take my place. She can sleep with Mimi and she can fuck John ... if he's man enough to not blow his wad after five seconds," she added with bitterness.
"Hey, come on, Lynn," It was Paul who arbitrated."Listen, we all really dig your sister. Man, she came through this initiation lookin' pretty damned good. Your only objection is that you didn't get your chance with her, isn't that right?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" was Lynn's only reply.
"I'm talking about the fact that you're jealous because you're the only one who didn't get laid by your sister, that's what. And that's why you're jealous now. Now that ain't got nothing to do with what went on between the two of you when you were kids, that's your business." He gestured with his bony finger.
"Yeah, Lynn. That's right," agreed John, buttoning up his blue cotton work shirt. "Maybe if you laid your sister you'd feel something other than hatred. You have to admit the only reason you brought her here was to hurt her, and now that you find out she digs sex, you get all up tight That's a really fucked attitude, Lynn."
"Oh, shut up! If you could keep a hard on long enough to get it in a cunt, I'd listen to you ... but..."
"Hey, hey, don't get personal," snapped Mimi, with a lewd chuckle.
Listening to the heated debate, Mimi's mind started working over time. If there was anything she loved to delve in, it was the sexual games people played that had nothing to do with real human emotion. Love, according to Mimi, was something you felt when you woke up in the middle of the night, only to find the bed next to you empty and cold, and you desperately wish that somebody was there to warm your feet. That was love. Nothing spiritual, nothing predestined, just raw physical need.
And now sitting there listening to the angry words spewing from gaping mouths and words thrown like aimless darts, she pooched out her lips in thought. A scheme, she had to come up with a scheme to get everybody back together again. If tension couldn't be resolved with sex, then nothing could cool the smouldering hatred that filled the room. And, if she put her mind to it, she could bring these sisters back together again; that was her role as lady of the house. Her undisputed role, she reminded herself with a smirk of satisfaction. For she knew that if she could unite the siters, it would be to her own, selfish benefit. What could be better than a menage a trois including two sisters? Oh, it was too perfect! A new first in her diary of sexual wantonness.
John, anxious for revenge, sputtered, "Listen, Lynn, your cunt isn't such hot stuff____"
Although he still loved Lynn, John couldn't stand the way she flared with anger and hurled insults.
Mimi held up her hand to silence the verbal wrestlers. "Now, now, that's not going to settle anything. The point is we still have to finish the initiation------"
"But I thought that was already done. Christ, there isn't anything else that poor chick..." interrupted Paul from the sidelines.
"Let me finish Paul," snapped Mimi. "The initiation isn't over until I say it's over, okay. Besides, if we let her go now she's likely to go to the cops or her old man and tell him the whole story. And after the little number John pulled on that Seven-Eleven store in Laredo, all we need is the cops coming out here to investigate. We have to find some way to keep her trap shut," suggested Mimi, camouphlaging the real reason for wanting Sara to stay with them. She glanced around to survey the expressions on the faces of the other three members of the group. No one seemed to object, not that it would have mattered to the selfish woman.
Besides, Mimi didn't want to lose Lynn as her lover, but that young golden haired sister of hers was something not to be ignored. If Mimi could have her way ... which was no challenge ... she could have them both.
Late the next morning the five of them sat before the cooled fireplace and ate canned bacon and powdered eggs and coffee. Sara had the eerie sensation that last night had been only a nightmare, an incredibly complicated sexual dream. Only when she wriggled her buttocks on the floor and felt the aching soreness ripple through her buttocks, did she realize it was real. And most confusing of all, everyone seemed to be treating her as an equal. Everyone, that is, except for her sister Lynn who toyed with the food on her metal plate, and grimaced over the rim of her coffee cup to shoot hateful glances at her angel-faced sister.
An unearthly silence shrouded the room, except for an occasional scrape of a metal fork against a plate. Everyone seemed to be studying his food intently, communicating only with the most cordial of gestures, except for Mimi who relished the silent tension that rippled through the dusty, cluttered room.
Finally, Paul broke the silence. "Looks like we had quite a sand storm last night. The car's nearly covered with sand. Damn it, the paint's probably all chipped off."
No one responded.
Mimi casually set her plate down on the floor next to where she sat cross-legged, her gaping bathrobe revealing the roundness of her naked breasts beneath. Turning to Sara, she stared the young girl in the eye and said, "Are you ready to get on with the initiation, my dear? I trust you've had plenty to eat."
"Oh, yes, thank you," answered Sara politely, not wanting to rile Mimi who, after last night's orgy, had become an idol to the recently deflowered girl.
"Then lie down on the floor." commanded Mimi, rising to her feet.
Without asking why and without a whimper of protest, Sara obeyed the command and stretched out on the Indian blanket, not needing to be told this time to either spread her legs or take off her clothes. like a sacrificial lamb she yanked her nightgown off over her head and flung it to a corner of the room, then slid down on her back on the prickly wool blanket.
For a long silent moment, Mimi stood over Sara's defenseless young body, placing a foot on each side of the girl's ribs and staring down at her triumphantly as though she were a bronzed Amazon and the girl her conquest. Sara'a excitement intensified as she stared breathlessly up at her lover's tanned legs and thighs and proudly outthrust breasts, the glossy mounds heaving and swollen and lewd with excitement. Then Sara's fascinated eyes concentrated on the woman's red triangle of pussy hair and her cuntal lips glistening pinkly beneath, and a new quiver of intense excitement coursed through her tender flesh. She knew what was coming next, and wanted it as badly as Mimi did.
For over the past twelve hours Sara had begun to realize that only Mimi could excite her with the frenzied lust of her dormant lesbian desires. She had changed, she'd realized, from a prudish, rich girl to a reckless, sex-crazed woman, capable of giving and being satisfied. In a twisted and ironic way, it was.her sister Lynn who was responsible for it all.
A radiant smile crossed Sara's lips as she stared up at her lover, and in anxious anticipation she ran her hot pink tongue around her lips to moisten them for the final rites of her initiation ... then she would be part of this group who loved and lived together with equal intensity.
Mimi turned to Lynn. "Okay, Lynn. We're not done with out little initiate here. Lynn, it's your turn now with our new sister."
Lynn's face turned white but she stifled the protest on her lips. It was part of the rules, and she knew it. The consequences were severe: if she refused to take part in the initiation, she had no choice but to leave the commune, and the prospect of going back to Dallas to live with her uptight parents was all but inviting. A toss-up, at best, reasoned Lynn tremorously. It was either fifteen minutes of making love to her sister, or the rest of her life in Dallas. The choice needed no further consideration.
She saw the malicious grin on Mimi's sultry lips, but she slowly got up and padded over between her sister's parted white thighs.
"Now get down on your hands and knees, Lynn," commanded Mimi.
Her high breasted body trembling with rage, Lynn lay on her stomach between Sara's legs, eager to stall the actual thrust of her tongue into her sister's seething loins and yet wanting to please Mimi.
Gingerly, Lynn stepped to the side to watch the actors of her directed play. This was the final test, she knew, for if Sara passed this test, there was nothing left to try. As for Lynn, it would humble her and perhaps even purge her of the seething hatred that boiled in her loins.
Lynn gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, arming herself for what she knew she must do if she were to stay in Mimi's good graces.
Beneath her, Sara trembled in expectation. Waiting breathlessly for the slithering tongue that would bring her to climax, she salaciously ran her hands over her lithe hips, stroking her own flesh, letting her hands trail to her own ripe breasts and massaging them with the tenderness of her fingertips. She waited, building herself to pinnacles of sexual anticipation, but nothing happened. Another fifteen seconds passed and still no hot hungry tongue touched her. steaming cunt. Listening, she heard deep heavy chested sobs. Raising on her elbows, Sara glanced down to see her sister's long dark hair shrouding her red teary eyed face.
"Hey, Lynn. What's the matter, I thought you were going to make love to me___." whispered
Sara, conscious that the others were relishing the incestuous love about to happen before their eyes.
"I... I can't do it. Oh, God, I can't do it!" whimpered the older sister. "Even for Mimi... I still can't do it."
Assuming the aggressive role after hours of private lessons from the infamous Mimi, Sara rasped down at her sister. "Change places with me, Lynn."
It was not out of lust, Sara reassured herself, that she wanted to please Lynn. This was the last chance, she knew, to prove to her older sister that her concern was genuine, even if it had appeared to be calculated and resulted in Lynn's separation from the family . .. and most importantly, from their father.
"Come on," urged the little sister, rising to her knees and crawling over her sister's now supine body. "Turn over," commanded Sara in a tone reminiscent of Mimi.
Wiping her tear-streaked face with a trembling palm, Lynn opened her eyes to see her sister leaning over her body. Sara leaned close to her sister's breasts with her mouth open. In one swift motion, Sara's red lips were pulling an erect nipple into the warmth of her mouth, and it surprised Lynn that her sister could show such affection after the hateful stares and comments that had separated them in the past twenty-four hours, not to mention the years previous. Passively, she let Sara suck on her nipple, teasing the pink tips into hardness. Although she didn't want to respond, wanted to carry on the sibling battle to its ultimate degree, Lynn could not help but lose control of those negative feelings. Her body was relaying one, very positive message, and her mind another. One of the two halves had to give way to the other.
That choice was made, against Lynn's conscious will, when Sara's hand expertly moved slowly down across the sensitive white skin of her belly. She was moving her fingers toward her pussy, in much the same way Mimi always did; at that point Lynn realized she had to have those exploring fingers inside Ijer hungry cunt. She knew it would feel good, and she spread her legs in wanton welcome as her sister's fingers worked down into the soft flesh in search of her clitoris.
"Oooh, yesss!" Lynn hissed when the contact was made, and she squirmed her hips against the floor to fully enjoy the sensation from her sister's finger. Her belly started jerking involuntarily as her younger sister worked over the sensitive nerve end again and again. For an instant Lynn thought jealously that Sara knew how to expertly tease her clitoris from hours of experience last night with Mimi, but then it didn't matter, she realized, how Sara became so good at it. It was too wonderful, and Lynn was ready to let her little sister do anything to her body.
Pulling Lynn's hardened nipple deep inside her mouth, Sara ran her tongue wetly around the sensitive tip, and then nipped lightly at it with her teeth. The massaging of her own breasts earlier had triggered the release of her pentup emotions, and Sara was anxious to please her sister as best she could. After a few moments of expertly playing with her clitoris, Sara searched for the elastic opening to her sister's womb, and running her finger along the ragged pink flesh of her pussy, she felt the moisture of her sister's passion.
Lynn couldn't deny it now! She was enjoying it! The two sisters realized that at the same moment, and a whimper of joy escaped Lynn's mouth. While Sara played her finger around the opening of Lynn's pussy, Lynn reached up to dig her fingers into the soft round breasts that swayed above her. Drawing her legs up while throwing them out as wide as possible, Lynn lifted her hips off the mattress to try and screw her cunt up Sara's probing finger. Wanting to have it inside the tight walls of her passage, she forgot all the hatred in one single moment of sexual lust. It was maddening the way Sara started to dip her finger inside, then playfully retreat just when Lynn thought it was going all the way up her cunt. Only one of Mimi's pupils could learn that trick! Then just at the peak of the balance between arousal and frustration, Sara fucked her finger into the warm wet depths of her pussy.
"Ooooh! God! Yesss! Oh Sara, that feels so good!" screamed Lynn, now purified of her vengeful feelings. She thought she would cum right there and then, the plunging finger felt so good, and she arched her hips up to take it as deep as it would go into the velvety folds of her steaming cunt. Sara wiggled her finger inside the moist passage until Lynn thought sheacould climb walls with pleasure, and she wanted more.
"Paul, get the dildo, then give it to Sara!" sounded a voice in a commanding tone. It was Mimi, watching with lewd delight. Her little scheme was paying off, and before the clock struck twelve, she would have herself a pair of twin lovers. She licked her lips in anticipation and grinned salaciously.
But Lynn hated Mimi at that moment, for the command had halted Sara from doing those wonderful things to her body.
Sara's lips were now gone from her nipple, and her finger pulled from her hungrily seeping cunt. Lynn opened her eyes to see what had happened; perhaps Mimi had changed her mind and wanted part of the action for herself. But when she opened her eyes, she saw Paul hand Sara a dildo, and the sight of the huge phallus made Lynn's belly jerk with excitement. It had been a long time since she'd been fucked with that huge plastic tickler.
Hovering over her sister's writhing body for an instant, Sara looked at the giant dildo in her hand, then licked the tip with her pink tongue for good luck. Hesitating, Sara grinned down at her sister. "You really want this, don't you, Lynn?" Sara ran her tongue over the length of the dildo as if it were a huge male's cock, hardened by the soft lick of her tongue. "That's good, because I'm going to fuck you with this dildo until you scream, dear sister."
"Oh, Sara, fuck me. Fuck me with that dildo!" begged Lynn, her hips gyrating under the lust of her need.
"Then promise I won't have to listen to any more of your insults, Lynn. Promise me you'll never say anything bad about me again."
"Oooh, I promise, just fuck me!"
Sara was ready to give Lynn a fucking she would never forget! Moving easily and swiftly, Sara knelt down so that her knees were on either side of her sister's head, and then she spread her knees out until her open exposed cunt was just a few inches above Lynn's face. Then leaning forward across Lynn's belly, Sara reached over Lynn's hips to point the dildo at the opening of her cunt. Resting on her elbows left both her hands free to maneuver the large phallus in Lynn's pink cunt.
Lynn had her eyes wide open as Sara lowered her blonde pubic mound within inches of her face. She had seen Mimi's pussy that close up before, and had marvelled at its velvety folds, but never had she dreamed her sister's cunt could be so tempting. No wonder everyone was so stirred up about her little sister!
Reaching with her arms up over Sara's thighs, Lynn gripped the firm globular cheeks of her buttocks with each hand, and she pulled the cheeks apart to see the hairless puckered anus. Then working her finger slowly down, she pulled the loose lips of Sara's pussy apart, and there directly over her mouth was the ragged pink opening of her cunt. She could even see the tiny nerve end of her clitoris, and suddenly wanting to give Sara pleasure like she was about to get, Lynn stretched her pink tongue out to touch it to the clitoris. Sara responded to the pleasure by lowering her pussy more, and she moaned out loud when Lynn ran her tongue along the hair-lined slit until it pressed against the tight cuntal opening. The pungent taste of Sara's excited secretions inspired her to go on, and raising her head up slightly, Lynn fucked her tongue deep up inside the clasping hot passage.
"Ohhh! Lynn!" Sara groaned as she felt the warm tongue probing into the sensitive depths. It felt good, and for a moment, Sara forgot all about the dildo and her sister's deliciously moist, expectant cunt. Then as Lynn worked her tongue in and out of her cunt, Sara looked down at the dildo, and she placed the thick rubbery tip against the opening of Lynn's cunt.
The contact of the French tickler against her open pussy felt just like a real cock, even better than some, and Lynn wiggled her hips in an attempt to get it all inside her seeping, steaming cunt. Straining, Lynn stretched her tongue out as far as it would go to fuck up inside Sara's cunt.
Sara let out a low mewl of pleasure, then began working the thick rubbery phallus into the steaming cunt, smiling as the hole adjusted to the generous girth of the dildo. Finally it popped wetly, inside the tiny elastic opening.
"Ohhh! It's so big!" Lynn moaned, and she arched her hips up to meet the downward thrust of the dildo. Sara fucked it in with a steady, sure pace, and she felt the walls of Lynn's cunt wrapping tightly around it. It slid smoothly inside the hole, going deeper and deeper, until Lynn thought it would just keep going in forever. When it finally slammed against her cervix, Lynn had to scream with lust.
"Uuuuuuuggghhh!" Lynn had to pull her tongue from Sara's pussy as she pushed her hips down to keep the giant phallus from making her cuih right then. She wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible. Sara was beginning to pick up a slow natural rhythm of fucking. When the head of the monstrous shaft was nearly out of her pussy, it slowly fucked back into her depths, and it was an exhilirating pleasure.
Lynn returned her tongue to the liquid cunt above her. Sara's breasts were brushing teasingly on the sensitive flesh of her lower belly, and that added pleasure made Lynn's womb burn with mounting pleasure to the point of near climax. It had all happened so fast, she wanted to make it last as long as possible, but the insistent graduating rhythm of the dildo in her cunt was pushing her to heights she had never known. She licked at Sara's cunt with her tongue working in and out in time to the fucking in her own cunt, and staring up at the puckered anus near her fingertips gave Lynn an idea. She was determined to make Sara cum with her, so she slowly worked her finger toward the elastic ring of flesh without stopping the licking of her cunt. She'd watched Mimi finger fuck Sara in the anus, and knew it was her sister's secret passion.
Lynn's own passion growing more intense, Sara let her breasts swing across her sister's lower belly feeling the sensations at the tips of her breasts. With ever increasing tempo, she fucked the fluid-moistened dildo with bold strokes into
Lynn's clasping pussy, watching as the pink flesh grabbed at the phallus on the downstroke, and then splaying out wide in preparation for the next ride of pleasure. Lynn's tongue in her pussy was making her womb more and more excited, and Sara began to grind her hips with the passionate rhythm that she had set. She couldn't help thinking that everyone in the room had their eyes riveted to her, but she didn't care now.
All she wanted was to fuck the dildo in her sister's cunt faster to make her cum, make her cum like she'd never cum before ... not even with Mimi!
Working her finger into the tight passage of Sara's hot rectum, Lynn fucked her finger in deep until she could push it no further. Hearing her sister's cry of pleasure, she began pumping it rhythmically to her fucking tongue, and she felt the growing spasm ripple in Sara's belly. As if in answer to the pleasure she was giving, Lynn felt a finger pushing into her rectum and she couldn't help but let her stomach jerk. It felt so good, she began to push her hips up hard to keep the dildo deep inside her contracting cunt. Sara's cunt seemed to suddenly grab at her tongue, and she knew that Sara's was cumming.
"Ooooh! Ohhh! Lynnnnnn! Oh, God, I love you!" Sara screamed as her cunt contracted again and again, her hot love juices rippling with her spasms down around Lynn's fucking tongue, and Lynn pressed her mouth against the opening, sucking in her sister's hot love juices. It threw her whole body into heights of ecstatic joy she had never known before, even with Mimi, and when Sara fucked the dildo deep inside her flaming cunt, Lynn's whole cunt seemed to explode with sparkling pleasures. It was obscene and lewd ... and wonderful! She sucked like a greedy animal on her sister's cunt, and the sheer baseness of her incestuous act made Lynn's climax all the greater. She closed her eyes to see stars bursting everywhere, and her belly jerked with one giant spasm as her cum flooded out around the hard rubber prick. Sara kept the dildo deeply buried in her contracting cunt while still fucking her finger in and out of her rectum, and the pleasure she felt was like one sensation building on top of another. "Ohhh! Dammmnnn! Give it to me, Sara! I'm cummmiiinnnggg!" Lynn screamed her pleasure out with such intensity that Sara nearly stopped, but then realizing that she'd accomplished what she set out to do, Sara worked furiously at Lynn's widespread groin. Her own belly stopped jerking with her climax, and she was better able to concentrate on making Lynn go on begging for more.
Lynn hung onto the peak of her tremendous climax for as long as she could maintain her strength, and she felt her fluid spilling out of her cunt to cling warmly to her pubic mound, then slowly trickle down the crevice of her buttocks where Sara's finger was still deeply buried in her anus. It was like she had been soaring in a sky filled with sensual ecstasy, and it took several minutes before her belly stopped jerking with the after sensations of orgasm.
Everyone stood around and watched, especially Mimi who stood in lewd attention to the actors of her play. Everything would be quiet once again, she thought with an air of accomplishment. Judging from the satisfied grin on Lynn's face, Mimi knew the family rivalry was over, once more proving her point that sex conquers all.
Sara rolled off her sister's limp body and hugged her close in her arms, whispering, "I do love you Lynn. Now do you believe me?"
Lynn flung her head to the side and draped one tanned leg over her sister's torso. "I believe you now, Sara. Believe me, I have no doubts."
