Immoral people capitalizing on the innocence of others to achieve their goals--a story as old as man. The Bible, history books, law books--all give examples where one individual has been used for the advantage of another.
And when the victim is a young and innocent girl the story is so much the sadder...
Ginger Bishop, the young girl in this book, is the victim of immoral people--and particularly her father. After a long search for the father she has not seen since her childhood, Ginger finds herself caught in a complex web of depravity and perversion she never dreamed existed. And, after being forced to endure one humiliation after another, she becomes little more than a slave to the man she thought she loved.
HOT PANTS FAMILY--the shocking story of an innocent young woman learning the sordid truth about human nature. A story which holds a lesson for our uncaring society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Ginger Bishop didn't enjoy riding on a bus, and the fat man who sat beside her didn't make things any easier. Ginger was a very young, very pretty blond and she was used to boys making passes at her. She wasn't used to older fat men who kept trying to squeeze a knee or brush his hand against one of her mature tits.
"Are you going far, honey?" the fat man had asked her earlier.
"Just to my father's house," she had answered. "I'm going to live with him."
"Who is your father?" he asked.
"Sam Bishop," she answered.
"Hell, I know Sam," he said. "I own the bank where he does some business. I knew he had three sons but I didn't know he had such a pretty daughter."
"I've been living with my mother," Ginger said.
"Oh yeah," he said. "I remember Sam saying something about his ex-wife living in the city and one of his kids living with her. What happened? She sick or something?
"She passed away," Ginger said.
"Hell, I'm sorry to hear that," he said.
The fat banker really wasn't that sorry or he wouldn't have tried to play with her for the rest of the trip. The ride itself was so uncomfortable and he just made it worse trying to paw her. Finally she grew angry and scratched the back of his hand as he tried to reach for her knee again.
"Hell, why did you do that?" he asked.
"I got tired of you grabbing my knee," she said.
The banker didn't try anything else but she could feel his anger for the rest of the trip. Well, at least he wasn't trying to grab her anymore.
It was dark when the bus finally pulled into the small town where she was going to be living. It sure looked different from the big city she was used to. Her mother had liked the big cities and the bright lights. Her father liked the farm life better. She had been very young when her mother had left her father. She only knew what he looked like from a picture on her mother's cabinet. She didn't know anything about her three older brothers except their names.
Her father's letter had informed her that it would be the youngest brother, Bobby, who would meet her at the bus station.
The bus pulled into the station parking lot and stopped. The bus driver turned around.
"We're a little early, folks. You can stretch your legs for a while."
The banker got off the bus without saying anything else to her. Some of the others got off the bus and started walking around. It was so quiet and dark that it felt like a tomb outside. The driver helped her get her bags to the sidewalk.
"Are you meeting someone here?" the driver asked.
"My brother," she said.
"I hope he comes along soon," the driver said. "This place is dead at night. The station's closed and I can't wait around. I wish I could."
"That's all right," she said.
The driver did hang around for a while but finally he had to go. She watched until the lights of the bus vanished into the darkness and she was all alone. She almost wished that she had been a little nicer to the banker and maybe he would have stayed around.
She was a little nervous and she started walking just to feel better. She had walked down to the end of the street and was starting back when she noticed the green truck parked in an alley. She didn't know why but it interested her. She went closer and she saw a young man and woman standing near the door of the truck.
She stopped in the shadows.
She felt like she should call out to them, let them know she was there, but something made her hold back. The young man had the girl pressed against the door of the truck. She was wearing a sweater and tight jeans and he was stroking her legs.
"Come on, Shirley," the boy said.
"No," she said.
"Come on, Shirley. You always let me feel up your tits a little. You've got tits like watermelons. You know what they do to me."
"Not tonight. You know that feeling up my tits always leads to something else and you've got to pick up your little sister."
"Fuck her," he said. "I'll pick her up later. That damned bus is always late."
Ginger could see his hands coming up the girl's side and slipping underneath her sweater. The girl kept protesting but Ginger could tell that his hands were now stroking the soft flesh t)f her tits. Shirley stopped protesting and started moaning softly.
"Oh God, you bastard," Shirley said. "You tell a girl you just want a little conversation and you start feeling her up. What if my husband comes along?"
"Shit, your husband doesn't bother me. I'd beat hell out of the little fucker and then go on playing with your tits."
"You little bastard," Shirley said. "Bobby, you sweet bastard."
Ginger felt her heart begin to beat a little faster as she realized that this young man was her brother. She took a better look at him. He was tall and muscular looking. He had a deep tan. His hair was the same color blond as Ginger's.
"Take the sweater off, Shirley," Bobby commanded.
"You bastard," Shirley said, as she started pulling the sweater up and over her head. Ginger could see the pale whiteness of her huge tits and realized that Shirley had not worn a bra. "You do this to me every night. I get off work and you grab me coming out the door. God, you little bastard. Why do I let you treat me like a whore!"
"Because you are a whore," Bobby said. "A whore with a hot hole and you can't help but love it."
Shirley could only moan as Bobby covered her tits with his fingers and started squeezing. At the same time he was pushing his ass forward. Ginger knew that Shirley was feeling his hardened cock. Ginger had never looked at one or felt one herself, but she had heard talk from other girls who had. She had even understood that her father's cock was one of the reasons her mother had left him. Her mother explained that her father was a very large man and that he had a powerful sex drive. He had hurt her a few times. She had to leave.
Neither had Ginger's mother wanted Ginger to have anything to do with her father. It was as if Ginger's mother didn't trust her to be around her father, as if her father might do something. Ginger didn't believe that.
Now her mother was gone, and she had to live with her father or go into an orphanage.
"Oh God," Shirley was moaning. "You make my tits so hot and hard. You really know how to work me up!"
Now Ginger turned her attention back to her brother. He was kissing Shirley's neck. His hands still stroked her tits. Ginger could feel her own shapely tits starting to feel a little swollen just from watching. She had to admit that this was the most exciting thing she'd ever seen.
"Suck them, Bobby," Shirley groaned. "Suck my tits! Oh God, I've waited all day for this!"
Ginger could see Bobby's mouth working down the front of Shirley. She saw him suck one hard pink nipple into his mouth. It must have felt really good because suddenly Shirley grabbed the back of his head with both hands and she crammed her tits against him. Her entire body started to tremble. She was making little moaning noises and begging him to suck her harder.
Ginger could hear the wet sounds he was making as he sucked harder on Shirley's hot tits, but the scene made Ginger tremble. She wondered what it would be like to have a man's wet mouth sucking on her own tits. She knew many boys in her past who would have done anything for the opportunity. Now Ginger wished she had one of the boys around. Her tits were feeling so big and swollen inside her bra, "Oh God, Bobby," Shirley groaned. "You don't know what you do to me when you suck my tits like that. You make me feel all quiverish inside!"
Bobby only laughed as he moved his lips from one creamy tit to the other. All the time he seemed to be trying to get more of her creamy titty-flesh into his mouth. Now Shirley was sobbing and running her hands through his hair.
"My husband never sucks me like this," Shirley moaned. "He only wants to stick it in and finish. Oh God, he never makes me feel this way!"
Bobby's mouth left her tits. He moved up her body and kissed her mouth. They kissed for a long time. Bobby's hands slipped behind her and gripped her ass. He seemed to be pulling her against him.
Ginger's tits were feeling hot and itchy. She tried scratching but that didn't help. That only seemed to make her tits feel hotter. She could feel her stiff nipples pressing the material of her bra and blouse. She wanted to rip her clothes off and let her tits get some relief in the cool night air. But she didn't dare.
Bobby wasn't wasting any time. He stepped back from Shirley and unzipped his pants. Ginger wanted to stop watching but she couldn't. Her eyes remained glued to Bobby's hand. He reached inside his pants and pulled out his cock. Ginger could hardly see it in the dim light but she could see enough to know how big and long it was. She watched Bobby step forward and start rubbing his cock against her belly.
"Let's get in the truck, baby," Bobby said.
Ginger caught her breath. She didn't want them to get into the truck. She wanted to watch. She kept holding her breath as Shirley wrapped her arms around Bobby and pulled him tight.
Let's do it here," she whispered. "I don't have long. I've got to get home. Fuck me here!"
Shirley reached down and grabbed Bobby's cock. She was holding it tight. Bobby put his hands in her hair and started pushing on her head. Shirley tried to push him away.
"Bobby, don't," she said. "You know I don't like to do that."
"Do it for me, baby," Bobby commanded. "Or I'm going to drag your ass in the truck, take you out in the woods, and fuck your ass off all night long. Then what will your husband say?"
Ginger didn't understand what Bobby wanted her to do. She thought that Shirley had already agreed to fuck him. But now Shirley was going down on her hands and knees in front of him. She held her thick black hair back with one hand. She bent her face over Bobby's hard cock and began to lick it. Ginger had never dreamed of seeing anything like this. It made her weak just to look at it. She could see Shirley's red tongue licking Bobby's cock up and down. Bobby wrapped some of her hair around his fingers.
"Come on, cunt," Bobby said. "Take it in your mouth. You know you like sucking cock. You've sucked plenty of them!"
Shirley only made a moaning noise as Bobby crammed his cock against her lips. Ginger saw Shirley's mouth open and Bobby's cock slip inside. Bobby's hips moved and he crammed his cock all the way into her throat. He pulled back and then did it again.
Shirley's head began to bob back and forth on his stiff prick. Ginger felt as if her own body was about to explode. She had never known about people doing this, but it was exciting as hell to her. She moved her hands up and gently stroked her tits. She wanted to touch them, but the touching only seemed to make things worse.
"Oh Christ," Bobby moaned. "Christ, nobody sucks cock the way you do."
Ginger was smart enough to understand that Shirley enjoyed being degraded as Bobby was degrading her. Perhaps her own husband couldn't act like the man Bobby was. Bobby was in complete control, making her do things and she was loving it.
Finally Shirley jerked back her head. "You've got to fuck me now. I'm so hot. My pussy's so hot. You've got to fuck me right now!"
Shirley hiked her skirt up to her waist as she jumped up on the front of the truck. She stretched out her long legs and allowed Bobby to take off her panties. Bobby put the panties in his pocket. He moved between her legs until Ginger knew that his cock was pushed against Shirley's pussy mound. Bobby's cock looked so big that Ginger was afraid for Shirley. She would be afraid for anyone who had to take that hard prick.
But Shirley didn't seem to be afraid. She was twisting her body all around and trying to suck that big cock into her pussy. Bobby leaned back and smiled. He wasn't pushing his cock inside her. Ginger could almost see the hunger on Shirley's face.
"Please, you bastard," Shirley moaned. "You've got me all worked up. Now put it in me. Come on, goddamn it!"
"You know what I want to hear," Bobby said.
"You bastard," Shirley moaned. "All right, goddamn it. I'm a whore. I'm a hole with big tits. I'm fucking because I can't stand my husband's little cock. I need big cocks in my pussy. I need your cock, baby! Oh please fuck me. I'm begging you. Fuck me!"
"Are you going to give me pussy whenever I want it?" Bobby asked.
"Yes, you know I will," Shirley answered. "Anytime. Anywhere. Only give it to me now, please!"
Bobby was still smiling as he stepped forward and suddenly the expression on Shirley's face changed. Ginger realized that he had pushed his entire cock inside her pussy with just one shove. Shirley's eyes opened and she gasped for breath. She started running her hands down his back.
"Oh Jesus," Shirley gasped. "I've never felt anything so good. Your cock feels so fucking good!"
"Then move your ass for me, baby," he said.
Bobby evidently knew how to use his cock to give her the most pleasure. He started pushing his prick in and out of her pussy. Shirley was gasping with each stroke. Her eyes were tightly closed and she was pushing her tits against his chest.
"Bobby, nobody fucks me like you," she moaned. "Nobody fucks my hot pussy like you!"
Bobby only grunted as he kept working his prick in and out of her cunt. Ginger felt like she was going to faint. She could see Shirley's long legs flying wildly around as Bobby fucked her. Ginger could even hear the sounds of his thick cock slamming into her.
"You've got a sweet ass, baby," Bobby finally said. "You use your cunt better than any pussy in town."
Ginger could tell that they were both getting really excited. Shirley was almost falling off the car. Bobby was slamming his cock into her faster and faster. Ginger moved her hands all over her titties, but nothing seemed to help. She wished she could cram fingers into her pussy right now, but she didn't dare. Someone might walk by or Bobby might look up and see her.
"I'm getting there, Bobby," Shirley screamed. "Oh, give it to me, baby. I'm going to come! I'm going to fucking come! Oh Bobby, fuck my ass off! FUCK MY ASS OFF!" Ginger could practically feel the trembling explosions that rocked Shirley's body again and again. The dark-haired young woman let her head hang back and she was sticking her tongue out. She looked lewd. At that moment it didn't matter. Ginger almost wished she could trade places with Shirley.
"You do it so good to me, baby," Shirley moaned. "Nobody fucks me like you." Bobby only kept grunting as he really seemed to be trying to fuck Shirley's ass off. He was ramming his cock into her like an animal. Ginger could actually see saliva dripping from his mouth as he fucked the young woman.
"You little bitch," he grunted. "I like your ass. I like your big hot ass. I'm going to shoot my cum in your cunt! I'm going to shoot my fucking cum! Feel it squirting, bitch! FEEL IT SQUIRT!"
"I feel it squirting," Shirley screamed. "I feel it. You're shooting off inside me!"
Bobby gave a last groan and then seemed to be leaning against Shirley. It took him a few minutes before he moved away. Ginger could see that his prick had gotten soft now. She could actually see a few pearly drops of cum clinging to the tip. Bobby picked up Shirley's blouse and he carefully wiped off his prick.
"You bastard," Shirley said. "Don't do that."
"Shut up," Bobby said. "You wouldn't want me to go see my little sister with cum on my cock, would you?"
"You really are a mother-fucking bastard," Shirley said. "One of these days you're going to come around and I'm not going to be so fucking easy."
Bobby leaned over and he grabbed Shirley by the hair. He twisted her head until she gave a little cry of pain. He bent her head a little farther and leaned his face close to hers. He was whispering the words but Ginger could hear every one.
"You're a cunt, Shirley," he said. "You're nothing but a cunt. And you'd better not ever try holding out on me. I'll make you strip naked and suck every cock in that goddamned cafe you work at. And you know I'll do it, don't you?"
"Yes sir," Shirley answered meekly.
Bobby let her go. "Good. Now you run along home and let your husband play with your ass a little. I'll be around soon."
"All right," she said.
Bobby pushed her out of his way as he climbed into the cab of his small truck. Ginger watched Shirley getting dressed. Ginger could feel a fierce anger building up in her. She knew she'd never let a man treat her that way. Any man. She'd kill him first.
Ginger didn't know what she was in for.
CHAPTER TWO
Ginger tried not to stare at Bobby on the long ride out to the farm. Bobby did plenty of staring. It didn't seem to matter that he was her brother. Bobby stared at her the same way he'd been looking at Shirley. Ginger started feeling glad that she'd seen him with Shirley that evening. She knew what kind of person he was.
"Daddy never told me you were pretty," Bobby said.
"Mother never told me anything about you," Ginger said.
"That's a shame. Of course, she always loved John better than she did any of us. I think she was always kind of sorry she had to leave John behind."
"Who's John?" Ginger asked her brother.
"He's like part of the family. He works for Dad in the planting season and the rest of the time he does odd jobs around town. A quiet sort of guy. Mother liked him. A little too much, I think."
"Don't talk about mother that way," Ginger said.
"You're a little quick-tempered, aren't you," Bobby said. "Well that's all right. I like them quick-tempered. It takes a while to tame them but that just makes it sweeter."
Ginger gave him an ugly look but she didn't answer him. She was glad Bobby was her brother and not some hand. Surely, he wouldn't do anything to his own sister. But she certainly wouldn't have felt safe if things had been different.
"This is the place," Bobby said, as he turned the truck off the highway and down a narrow paved road. The house came into view and it was a lot nicer than she expected. Her mother had described it as a farmhouse but it was a lot more than that. It was a huge, sprawling ranch style home and it really looked expensive.
"It's so nice," she said.
"We all keep adding on to it," Bobby said. He parked the truck and got out. He took her bags out of the back. "Come on. I'll show you your room. You'll meet everyone else in the morning. They're asleep now."
She nodded. She followed Bobby up to the house. He didn't go in the front door. Instead he walked around to a side door. The hallway was dark but Bobby turned on a light. He took her bags to a room at the end of the hall. It was a very nice room. A surprise. It was even nicer than her room back in the city.
"The shower's to your left," he said. "You ought to find everything you need in there. Breakfast is at eight in the morning and the old man doesn't like anyone to be late."
"All right," she said.
She expected him to leave but he didn't make any movement toward the door. He crossed his muscular arms and looked at her for a long while. She felt like she was being stripped naked for his amusement. It left her a little breathless. She had never been treated this way by anyone before.
"You're a really pretty girl," he said. "I didn't expect you to be so pretty. I bet you were a cheerleader or something in school."
"Yes," she said.
"I thought so. You've got the build for it. I bet you really look good jumping around on a football field with those big tits bobbling." She caught her breath. She wasn't feeling so safe anymore. She tried to look brave but she kept remembering Shirley. Bobby was capable of treating her the same way if she made him angry.
"But maybe they aren't real," Bobby said. "They're pretty big for a girl your age. Maybe they're false."
"They're real," she whispered.
"Maybe I just might have to find that for myself," he said.
Bobby started toward her. She jumped backwards and tripped over her luggage. She landed on the bed. Bobby pinned her with his body. She tried to claw his face. He caught her arms and held them down to her side. He straddled her body with his legs.
"Let me up," she said.
"I just want to see your tits," he said. "I won't do anything else. At least not tonight. But I'm going to see your big tits. Now you just relax."
"Let me get up," she begged.
She couldn't help the tears that sprang to her eyes. She had never felt so helpless as Bobby's arms held her to the bed. Bobby released one arm and she tried to claw his face again. This time he backhanded her across the face. It stunned her. She had never been struck in her life. She let her arm fall back to her side. Bobby released her other arm and she didn't try to move it.
"That's better," Bobby said. "Now pull your sweater up and show me your tits."
"No," she moaned.
"You'd better do what I tell you, bitch," Bobby said. "Or maybe I might change my mind. Maybe I might find out what your pussy's like tonight."
"Oh God," she sobbed. She knew she had no choice. She couldn't stand him to grab her pussy. She quickly reached down and peeled her sweater up. Her fumbling fingers unbuttoned her blouse and she pulled the halves apart. She was wearing a plain white bra that completely covered her creamy tits.
"Take the goddamned bra off," he said. "I want to see your tits."
"I'm your sister," she moaned. "Please don't do this. Not your own sister."
"You're just a snotty-assed bitch to me, girl," Bobby said. "Now take off the goddamned bra."
She reached behind her back and quickly unhooked it. She tore it away from her body. His hot eyes feasted on her young titty-flesh.
"They're real enough," he said. "I wonder how they taste."
He bent forward. She was sobbing but she didn't raise her arms to protect herself. She was so scared. She felt his hot breath blowing against one nipple. Her nipple tightened. But then he moved away and he got off her.
"You've got a fucking fine pair," Bobby said. "Nice little grapefruit. But I'm tired tonight. I'll see you later."
Bobby was grinning lewdly as he got up and walked out of her room. He left the door open. She got up and closed it. Her hand fumbled with the lock but she finally got it closed. Yet she knew that nothing could keep him out if he really wanted to get in.
She went back and sat down on her bed. What he had done to her was sickening, degrading, humiliating. She should call the police or scream for her father, or something. Instead she found herself stroking the heaviness of her tits. They had never felt so swollen. She ran her fingertips over her nipple and groaned.
"Oh God," she moaned. "Don't let me do it. Please, not now!"
But she was already leaning back on the bed and parting her thighs. She was already running her hands up between her thighs and stroking her pussy. She couldn't help herself. Every time she closed her eyes she could feel Bobby's hot breath blowing against her nipple. She could remember Shirley's squeals of joy as Bobby fucked her.
She moved her soaking wet panties down her legs. Her fingers stroked the outer covering of her pussy but that wasn't enough. She was too hot. She crammed two fingers inside her wet pussy and began violently fingerfucking herself. She kept closing her eyes and seeing Bobby fucking Shirley. She was so damned hot.
"Oh Jesus," she moaned. "Oh, I can't help it! Oh, my pussy's so hot. It's burning. OH, IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
The slight explosion rocked her body for only a few seconds. It wasn't enough. God, it was never enough. She turned and buried her face in her pillow and cried in anger and frustration. She hated Bobby more than anyone she had ever known, but at that moment she would have kissed his ass for a chance at his fat cock.
CHAPTER THREE
Ginger met the rest of her family at the breakfast table the following morning. Art was her oldest brother. He was getting a little bald on top but was still in good condition. He was deeply tanned from working hours in the sun.
Raymond was her middle brother and he was the best looking. He had dark, curly hair and a nice smile. However, she wasn't fooled.
He looked her over the same way Bobby had looked her over. She felt naked in front of him. It reminded her of the way Bobby had treated her and it made her blush.
She felt lucky she didn't have to face Bobby this morning. He had already eaten his breakfast and had left for town. Her father didn't eat breakfast with them.
"He doesn't usually come down till around ten," Raymond explained. "I guess that's the benefit of owning all this."
Two women fixed the breakfast and then took away the breakfast dishes. They didn't speak very much. The older, plumper woman was Art's wife. The younger woman was named Meg and she was hired to help out with the chores. A couple of times Ginger caught Art looking at Meg in a funny way. Ginger could imagine what kind of chores Meg was hired for. She was very slender except for a pair of huge tits. She also seemed to blush a lot but Ginger didn't think she blushed out of innocence.
The men went out to take care of chores and Meg drifted away somewhere and Ginger found herself alone with Sarah, Art's wife.
"Have you and Art been married long?" Ginger asked, just trying to make conversation.
"Nearly ten years," Sarah said.
"You must love him an awful lot," Ginger said.
Sarah frowned. "It's time you found out something. I don't love my husband. There's no love in this house. I came here to work as a housekeeper and one night Art broke into my room and raped me. The next day he took me to be married. The reason he gave for wanting to marry me was that I was a good piece of ass, and this way I would work for nothing."
Sarah was looking right into Ginger's face and Ginger could almost feel her heart stop beating.
"You'd better get out of this house," Sarah said. "Go back to that orphanage. None of them are going to give a damn that you're a sister. You're good looking and they'll get around to fucking you sooner or later. So get out."
"I can't," she said. "I don't want to live in some home."
"Then you'd better be prepared to do what they want."
Ginger had the sudden feeling that Sarah would submit as meekly as Shirley had submitted the night before. Sarah would beg for her husband's cock. Somehow her brothers seemed to force women into some kind of bondage. Again Ginger swore to herself that she'd never get like Sarah and Shirley, letting some man fuck her whenever they felt like it.
Ginger had her pride.
Ginger was suddenly upset at being around Sarah. She decided to explore the house. She spoke to Sarah but Sarah only nodded. Ginger walked out into the main hallway of the house. She started opening doors as she walked down the hallway. A couple of the doors were locked and a couple of them were broom closets. The last door she opened was some kind of library. She started to look closer at the books when she realized she wasn't alone.
She turned her head.
Across the room Meg was down on her hands and knees like a dog. Meg faced the door and Ginger saw her open mouth and her frightened eyes. The young girl was getting fucked brutally from the rear by one of the biggest men Ginger had ever seen. Ginger couldn't see his cock but she was sure that it was as scary looking as the man.
"That's right, honey baby," the man was saying. "Move that sweet ass while I fuck you. Move your ass while I fuck you like the goddamned bitch you are!"
Meg was not completely naked. Her tits were bared and they were just as big as they'd looked covered. Her short skirt had been pulled up around her waist to give the big man easier access to her pussy. Ginger froze. She had only just arrived at her father's house and she'd already seen two couples fucking. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before.
The big man looked straight at Ginger. "Well come in and close the fucking door," he said, as he kept ramming his cock into Meg. "Don't stand there gawking. There's a goddamned draft!"
Ginger could do nothing else. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She knew she should take off running but she was confused and what they were doing seemed so exciting. She couldn't help but want to stay and watch, especially if they didn't mind. 'You must be Ginger," he said.
"Yes," she answered.
"I'm your father," he said.
She knew that already. She had seen the picture. She only half wished she could walk around and see the size of his cock. Her mother had only mentioned it casually, but Ginger had gotten the idea that it was huge. She could only see Meg's face from where she was standing. She moved around a little but she still couldn't see it. Suddenly she heard her father laughing.
"Goddamn, Meg," he said. "She wants to see. My little bitch daughter wants to see her father's cock. I guess I wouldn't be a good daddy if I didn't give her a real good look!"
Her father pushed Meg away from him and he stood up. Ginger gasped as she saw the size of his cock. Her mother had been right. It looked like a baseball bat springing from between his legs. He started walking toward her. She couldn't move. He walked almost close enough for his cock to touch her and then he stopped.
"Shake hands with my cock," he said.
"What?" she asked.
"Take my cock in your hand. Feel it. That's the only way to really tell how hard a man is. By the feel of his cock!"
"I couldn't feel your cock," she said. "I'm your daughter."
"I don't give a shit if you're the Queen of Sheba," he said. "Feel my fucking cock!"
She told herself that she really didn't want to feel his cock. It looked so huge and red and it was glistening from Meg's pussy juices and from his own cum. She knew it would be sticky to the touch. She was sure that she didn't want to feel it, and yet she put her hand out and wrapped her fingers around the thick staff.
"Oh God yes," he moaned. "Wrap your fingers tight around it, little baby. Wrap them tight."
She laced her fingers around his swollen prick as tight as she could. She could feel the hot throbbing going through it. She glanced over at Meg and saw the young girl had not moved from her position on the floor. She looked frightened and angry at the same time, as if Ginger was taking something that belonged to her.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Now move your hand up and down. Yeah, like that, baby. I'm going to make a real cock lover out of you."
She moved her hand down his cock to his heavy balls. Her fingertips stroked them gently. She moved her hand back up to the rim of his cock. Her fingers tugged at the rim of his cock and she felt his cum dripping over her fingers. She felt her heart beating faster and faster. She was fascinated by the gigantic length of his cock, and she didn't want to take her hand away. Yet she knew it was wrong and she was getting into deeper trouble every moment.
She was also starting to understand all the casual warnings that her mother had made about her father. That was one of the reasons she couldn't go and live with him, or even visit him in the summer. Her mother had always been afraid that something like this might happen.
"You're a real sweet little baby," her father said. "You're real sweet looking too. Let me see if it's all real, baby. I want to make sure you're not hiding anything."
She now had both her hands on his rigid cock. One hand moved up and down his stiff prick while her other hand stroked his heavy balls. She couldn't seem to get enough of touching his monster prick. And the worse thing was all the tingles that were going through her body. She was getting excited fast.
She wasn't surprised when her father started undoing her blouse. This time she didn't try and fight as she'd done with Bobby the night before. Not only was she afraid of her father, but something inside her didn't want him to stop.
He undid her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. He reached behind her back and easily unhooked her plain white bra. He acted as though he was used to undoing girl's bras.
He pulled the bra away from her body, freeing her shapely tits. He tested the firmness of them with his fingers. He lifted them both in his hands and stroked her nipples until they sprang out stiff and aching. She moaned deep in her throat. She knew she shouldn't feel like this with her own father but she just couldn't help herself.
"You've got a beautiful pair of tits, baby," he said. "I'm glad I got to you before one of the boys. They'd break your cherry before I could."
Again Ginger glanced at Meg. The other girl seemed to realize that Ginger's father was done with her for a while. She was glaring at Ginger with pure jealous hatred. Any other time and a look like that would have frightened Ginger. Now all she could concentrate on was how good his hands felt on her tits.
"Oh shit," her father said. "This is not the place for this, baby. I'm going to make a morning out of it."
With that, he picked Ginger up in his strong arms. He didn't even glance at Meg again. Instead he walked Ginger out of the library and up the stairs to a bedroom. They passed Sarah on the way and Sarah didn't seem surprised.
"Here we are, sugar," he said, as he kicked the door shut behind them. "You're going to learn to love this place."
He dropped Ginger on the bed and began tearing at the rest of her clothes. In a few seconds he had her completely naked. For the first time she felt shy. She had never been naked in front of anyone before. She could feel his hot eyes feasting on every luscious part of her body. He put his heavy hand on her shoulder and then worked his fingers down to her tits. His fingers traced the outline of one aching tit. He moved his hand lower until he was stroking her belly. Her body trembled as his fingertips stroked her. She realized she was making little movements with her ass like she was fucking. She tried to stop it but she couldn't.
"You're a hot little piece," her father said. "I'm glad you didn't take after your mother. She hated fucking. She always claimed I hurt her. But I'm not going to hurt you, little pussy!"
His fingers went lower and started stroking her pussy hair. She almost jumped off the bed at the wild excitement that suddenly raced through her body. His hands felt so different from her own. He seemed to know that he was making her feel wicked all over. All this while he had been naked only from his waist down. Now he stepped away from the bed and peeled his shirt over his head. Ginger had never seen anyone with more hair. He looked like an ape. The thick muscles on his chest, shoulders, and arms didn't help him look any less like an animal.
Her father got onto the bed with her. She was really starting to get scared. Her father looked strong enough to twist her neck off if she didn't satisfy him. And she knew that she was going to have to fuck him to satisfy him.
"Please don't hurt me," she whispered.
"I'm not going to hurt you, honey," he said. "I've got no reason to hurt my little baby as long as she does exactly what I tell her to do. Are you going to do as I tell you?"
"Yes sir," she answered meekly.
She forgot all her resolutions about being strong willed. She couldn't disobey a man like her father. Especially not with his hand stroking her tender nipples and causing ripples of pleasure to run through her body.
"Kiss me, girl," he said. "Give me your tongue!"
His hard mouth covered hers. His fat tongue crammed into her mouth and almost caused her to gag. She knew he wouldn't like that. Instead she forced herself to rub her tongue back against his. It took her a few seconds to relax and then she actually began to enjoy the violation of her mouth with his tongue.
He raised his head. "You learn fast, girl. It took me months to teach your mother that!"
His big hands stroked her titties as he kissed her. She felt his hands moving down her body and underneath her. He gripped her shapely ass tightly and lifted her off the bed. She could feel the hard push of his huge cock against her belly.
"You feel real good, baby," he said. "You got bigger tits than your mother already. Nice and firm!"
He pulled her asscheeks apart brutally and it sent another delicious shiver through her. He rubbed his cock against her belly and she could feel his cum dripping on her belly. She was making that circular movement with her ass again and she knew it was exciting her father even more. He kissed her mouth again and this time drove his tongue deep into her mouth. She almost choked again. He pulled his tongue out of her mouth and rubbed it against her cheek.
"Oh God, Daddy," she moaned. "You're making me feel so funny. I feel so hot all over!"
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "I'm going to rip your cherry out!"
"Oh yes, Daddy," she whispered. "Do what you want with me. I don't care anymore."
For the first time, her father pressed his entire body on top of her. His weight threatened to crush her. She could feel his hairy chest smashing her titties flat. He moved down so that his big prick pushed against her thighs. She could feel cum dripping on her.
"Just spread your legs, sugar," he said. "Just spread them wide for your daddy!"
She spread her legs as wide as she could. For the first time she felt a man's cockhead pressed against her swollen pussy lips. His hot knob felt so big. She had a moment of quivering fear when she thought that his huge cock would surely cut her in half.
"Don't worry, baby," her father said. "I know how to make you feel good. Don't be so tense!"
He was pushing forward slowly. She had a moment of uncomfortable pain when his big cockhead split her pussy lips. He gave another push and his cockhead was inside her slimy pussy hole. Just his cockhead seemed to fill her cunt. She felt stuffed already. She knew she'd never be able to take all his cock.
"Oh no, Daddy," she moaned. "Don't put it in me. You'll kill me. I can't take it all."
"Now you sound like your mother," her father said. "But don't worry. You'd be astonished at how much cock a good pussy can take!"
Her father pushed again and his fat, throbbing cock slid into her all the way until his cockhead was pressed against her virgin walls. It really was painful now and she was squirming all over the bed. Her frantic attempts to escape from him only made him laugh.
"Just take it, bitch," he said. "Your daddy knows how to do it. Just relax and enjoy it!" Her father gave a hard thrust and his prickhead split her virgin walls and went deep inside her. She screamed as she felt his cock filling her pussy. She tried to get away from him but there was no place she could go. Her father remained still. It took her a long while to get used to the huge cock that filled her. Then another few moments to get used to the fact that she was no longer a virgin.
"You stuck it in me," she said. "You're really fucking me."
"I haven't fucked you yet, baby," he said. "But I'm going to. I'm going to fuck your sweet ass off!"
Her father began to fuck her in short, deep strokes. She was shocked by the rush of feelings going through her body. Her pussy felt like it was dripping fire. She could feel a soreness in her cunt but that wasn't enough to keep her from liking it. Her mother hadn't been right, after all. It hurt but not that much.
"You're not like your mother, are you?" her father asked. "You like it, don't you? You like my cock!"
"Yes, I love it," she moaned. "I can't help it. I love your big cock!"
Her father started to fuck her a little harder. His big cock seemed to fill the entire length of her body. She was no longer sore at all. She started lifting up her ass and pushing back to meet his stiff prick. She started feeling his cock rubbing against her clitty. A new shiver of excitement went through her. She spread her legs wider and she started bouncing harder.
"Goddamn, you bitch," her father said. "You been kidding me. You know how to move that sweet ass of yours. God, you had to have some practice."
His finger started probing at her asshole while he rammed her. It was a strange new feeling. She was forced to lift her ass higher. She felt her juices soaking his prick. The fire in her belly was growing.
"Oh God, fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me hard!"
Her father gave it to her as hard as he could. His prick was like a gigantic battering ram driving her ass into the bed. It suddenly didn't matter that he was her father. There were wonderful things happening to her, wonderful new sensations. She tightened her pussy walls against his cock.
"It's happening to me," she whispered. "Oh God, it's happening to me. You're fucking me good, Daddy! You're making me come! Oh God, you're making me come. OH FUUUUUCK!"
She had never felt anything like the wild spasms running through her body. It was nothing like she had felt with her fingers. She gasped for breath. Finally a last delicious spasm rocked her body and she fell back on the bed completely exhausted.
"Just keep moving, baby," he said. "Just keep moving and I'll shoot a big wad of cum in you! Just keep moving that sweet ass!"
She somehow made herself start moving again. She kept tightening her pussy walls around his prick. She could feel him slamming his cock into her as hard as he could. Some of his cum was dripping into her already wet snatch.
"Yeah, baby," he cried. "Oh shit, yeah. I'm going to shoot it into your pussy! I'm going to shoot my cum into your hot snatch! Oh, move that ass, baby! MOVE THAT SWEET , YOUNG ASS!"
He gripped her ass again and rammed his prick as deep into her pussy as he could. She felt his prick explode inside her and the hot cum started running in rivers inside her cunt.
She had never felt anything like it. It made her feel wet and sticky. He gave her a couple of more strokes and then she felt him pulling his long, stiff cock out of her. He rubbed it against her thighs.
"Goddamn," he said. "I'm sure glad you came to live with us, baby. It's going to be a lot of fun!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Ginger was sitting on her bed feeling sick and ashamed. She had lost complete control of herself. She had never dreamed anything like that could happen. And her pussy was sore as hell from the abuse of her father's cock.
Ginger's door opened and she looked up to see Sarah. The older woman sat down beside Ginger and put her arm around her.
"I know how it is, honey," Sarah said. "Believe me, I know. But you can't let it trouble you. You've done nothing to be ashamed about."
"But I let my own father fuck me," Ginger said.
"You didn't let him do anything," Sarah said. "He took you by force. Oh, he may not have beaten you up or anything but you're a young girl and he's an experienced man. He knows how to get around a sweet young thing like you."
Sarah sounded very kind and Ginger let herself relax against her. In a few seconds Ginger was crying and Sarah was stroking her silken hair.
"That's right, baby," Sarah said. "Cry it all out. I know how you feel."
Ginger cried out all her anger and frustration. Sarah sat quietly. It was hard for Ginger to believe that she had allowed her father to treat her as if she was some kind of whore. What was worse was that she had enjoyed it. She couldn't help it. She had loved every moment of his fat prick ramming into her.
"Are you sore down there," Sarah asked.
"A little," Ginger admitted.
"I've got something for that," Sarah said. "Stay right here. I'll be back in a moment."
Sarah went to her room and she returned a few moments later. She told Ginger to unzip her jeans and pull them off. Then her panties. Ginger was a little shy but Sarah was looking at her so patiently. She finally shrugged her shoulders.
"I guess I shouldn't be shy around you," Ginger said.
Ginger stripped off her jeans and panties. She felt Sarah's hand on her thigh. Sarah's hand felt so soft and knowing. Ginger spread her legs a little and felt Sarah's hand move up between her-legs.
"The bastard," Sarah said softly. "He shouldn't have given you that big cock of his for the first time. He should have taken it slower."
Sarah had brought a little jar of ointment with her. She dipped her fingers inside the bottle and started rubbing the white ointment on Ginger's pussy.
Sarah was right. The ointment was very soothing. Ginger could feel some of the soreness of her pussy vanishing. She leaned back on the bed and gave herself into Sarah's massage. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with what Sarah was doing. Not even when Sarah's two fingers parted the plump pussy lips and slipped inside.
"That feels funny," she said.
Sarah's two fingers slid deeper into Ginger's twat. Ginger was beginning to feel a tingling sensation spread through her body. She started realizing that Sarah had something else in mind than just giving comfort to Ginger.
"Oh no, Sarah," Ginger moaned. "You shouldn't be doing that."
"I'm just making you feel better," Sarah said. "Don't you want me to make your pussy feel better?"
"Yes," she moaned. "But this isn't right. It's not right."
Sarah was grinning. Ginger tried to move away from those hot, probing fingers but she didn't seem to have the strength to get far away. Sarah's fingers stabbed deeper.
"Sit up for just a second," Sarah said. Ginger sat up. Sarah reached behind her and unhooked her halter top. Ginger knew what she was doing but she just couldn't stop her. The halter top fell away and Ginger's youthful tits sprang free.
"God," Sarah moaned. "They are gorgeous. They're absolutely gorgeous. Just like Bobby said!"
Ginger was deeply shocked as Sarah bent down and took one of Ginger's hard pink nipples into her mouth. Sarah ran the nipple over her tongue and then bit down gently with her teeth. Ginger felt a flood of desire going through her body. She knew she should feel sickened by what her sister-in-law was doing to her, but she couldn't feel that way. Not when her sister-in-law's lips felt so hot and exciting.
Ginger found herself breathing hard when Sarah finally raised her head. Sarah's fingers worked between Ginger's thighs. Ginger didn't know what was on that stuff that Sarah had been putting inside her pussy, but Ginger knew that the soreness was gone and her pussy was burning up.
"Oh God, Sarah," Ginger moaned. "Don't do this to me. Please don't."
"You're going to enjoy it," Sarah said. "I promise you that. You're going to love it." The door to Ginger's bedroom opened suddenly and this time Sarah's husband walked in. He had been evidently working in the barn because he was bare chested, and sweaty, and there were bits of hay clinging to his chest.
"I thought I'd find you here, Sarah," Art said. "Are you giving my little sister some good advice about how to get along?"
"I'm trying," Sarah said.
"You listen to Sarah, honey," Art said. "She knows everything to tell that will help you live good in this house. Sometimes it's not easy, either. It takes talent."
Ginger was getting more shocked by the moment. She couldn't understand why Art and Sarah weren't yelling at each other. Sarah didn't seem to mind the way Art was casually looking Ginger up and down. He evidently enjoyed what he was looking at because he smiled lewdly.
He came over and sat down on the bed beside them. He put his hand on her bare knee.
"I'm kind of sorry Daddy got to your cherry first," he said. "I would have liked to tap it."
"You father would have killed you," Sarah said. "You know he always gets first chance at the virgin stuff."
Ginger couldn't seem to say anything. Her mouth felt dry. She felt her heart pounding as Art's hand covered Sarah's. Both Art and Sarah's fingers started stroking between Ginger's thighs. She looked at Sarah and saw the older woman grinning lewdly.
"You going to join us?" Sarah asked.
"I believe I will," Art said.
Art got up off the bed and started stripping off his clothes. It was too much for Ginger to take. She suddenly twisted out of Sarah's hands and ran for the door. It didn't matter that she was naked. She only wanted to get out of that house, to get away from the awful things that Art and Sarah wanted to do to her.
Art caught her before she reached the door. He had his pants off and wasn't wearing any shorts. His half-hard prick brushed against her asscheeks as he caught her from behind. His hands slipped up her side and grabbed her tits. She felt him jerking her back against him and his prick rubbed between her asscheeks.
"Don't run away, baby," he said. "The party's just getting started."
"Bring her back over here, honey," Sarah said. "She'll soon learn not to run away from us."
She kept struggling as Art forced her over to the bed. He laughed as he dropped her back down on top of Sarah. Sarah's arms twisted around Ginger and Sarah kissed her hard on the mouth. It was the biggest shock of her life.
"What's the matter, honey?" Art asked. "Don't you like kissing Sarah?"
"She likes it," Sarah answered for Ginger. "She's just not real sure yet how much she likes it."
Sarah bent her head. Ginger felt her wet mouth sucking at her nipple again. Sarah opened her mouth wide and sucked a lot of hot titty-flesh into her mouth. Ginger felt Sarah's teeth scraping against her sensitive flesh. She shivered with pleasure.
"Oh, Sarah," she moaned. "God, Sarah."
She moved her head from side to side. She wasn't surprised when she felt hot lips on hers. Art was kissing her. He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. She almost bit his tongue but she felt herself slowly relaxing. She knew she should fight them but she just couldn't.
"That's right, baby," Sarah said. "Just relax. Just be easy, baby. We're not going to hurt you."
Sarah sucked harder at Ginger's titties, her hot mouth moving from one to the other. Ginger felt herself kissing Art back. She started rubbing her tongue against Art's and she could feel a sweet rush of pleasure.
Ginger wondered what was happening to her body. She just couldn't control her hunger anymore. Last night Bobby had touched her and set her on fire. This morning her father had fucked her. It seemed like anyone could do anything they wanted to her.
Sarah's tongue moved down Ginger's body. Ginger's body trembled as she felt Sarah's tongue moving closer to her pussy. She couldn't believe that Sarah was going to do it. But then she felt Sarah's hot breath blowing against her pussy hairs. Then Sarah's tongue began licking against the inside of Ginger's thighs.
"You shouldn't do that," Ginger moaned. "Oh God, Sarah. It's not right."
"Shut up, cunt," Art said roughly.
Art put his mouth on Ginger's throat. His teeth bit gently and Ginger felt another shiver go through her. She started stroking Art's head. Art's mouth went lower and his tongue started licking her hard nipples. His mouth opened and he was sucking one pink nipple into his mouth. He bit down hard and it hurt. She tried to raise up but Art held her back.
He moved his mouth to her other titty. She spread her legs wider and she wasn't surprised to feel Sarah's face between her legs. Sarah began licking Ginger's cuntlips. Ginger twisted her ass from side to side but she couldn't escape that probing tongue.
"Oh God," Ginger moaned.
Sarah stabbed her tongue deep into Ginger's pussy. Ginger had never felt anything like it. Sarah's tongue felt hot and long.
Sarah started working her tongue around the inside of Ginger's pussy. Sarah's tongue stabbed at Ginger's clitty and Ginger screamed. At the same time Art sucked hard on Ginger's tit. Ginger couldn't escape the sweet fire that rocked her body. All she could do was move her body from side to side.
"You've got her hot now," Art said. "You're really working my little sister's pussy up!"
Art's cock was as hard as a rock. Ginger could feel his swollen cock rubbing against her side. She could feel his cockhead leaking little drops of cum against her skin. She felt sticky. She tried to turn her body a little so that his cock wouldn't rub her. He reached down and took her hand and pressed it against his throbbing cock.
"Wrap your fingers around it tight," he said. "You're going to learn to love holding my cock."
Sarah raised her head. "Who are you trying to bullshit, Art? She's going to be doing a lot more than holding your cock!"
Sarah put her head back between Ginger's legs. Her tongue continued exploring the insides of Ginger's pussy. Ginger almost dropped off the bed when Sarah's tongue rubbed her clitty. Sarah's tongue pulled Ginger's clitty into her mouth and she started sucking on it hard.
"Oh Jesus," Ginger moaned. "Sarah, it feels so good. It feels so fucking good!"
Ginger was losing control again. She had always been a good girl, but she couldn't keep herself from turning on to these animal relatives of hers. They seemed to know just how to turn her on.
Her hand tightened around Art's cock. She started moving her hand up and down. She could feel his prick getting swollen And some of his sticky cum started leaking out onto her fingers. She started working her hand a little faster until her fingers grew sticky with his cum.
"You sweet little hot-assed bitch," Art said. "You know how to use your fingers. You sweet bitch!"
She hardly thought about what she was doing. Her hand moved down to his balls and she started caressing them. She could feel how heavy they were, heavy with his cum. She moved her hand back up to his stiff prick. She worked her hand up and down until it felt as though her fingers were being burnt by his hot throbbing.
She moved her hand up to the rim of his cock and started rubbing her finger across the top.
"Oh shit," he moaned. "Shit, baby, I've got to have some of that hot pussy. I can't wait!"
Sarah gave her place up but not willingly.
Ginger felt Art's heavy body suddenly moving on top of her. Ginger was so hot that she didn't frighten when she felt his big knob rubbing against her pussy hole. She liked the feel of his hands sliding underneath her and grabbing her shapely ass. He lifted her up and his hot prick head slipped inside her.
"Feels good," he moaned. "Feels so fucking good!"
He moved forward and his rigid prick slipped all the way inside her. She shivered as she felt his heavy balls resting against her asshole. He pulled back and rammed her again. She could feel his stiff prick going deep into her pussy hole. She felt like his knob was in her belly as he thrust again.
"Oh shit yeah, little Sister," he moaned. "You've got a tight pussy. You're a real fine piece of ass!"
His hands gripped her asscheeks as tightly as he could. He began to pound his cock into her tight, slippery cunt. Her father had fucked her hard, but not like this. Art seemed to be trying to drive her ass into the bed.
"Fuck her hard," Sarah whispered. "Rub her ass good! Fuck your little sister hard! Show her what a piece of ass she is."
"Play with my balls, baby," he told Sarah. "Grab them big fuckers and play with them!" Sarah slipped her hand between them.
Ginger felt her fingers brushing her pussy and then starting to caress his heavy balls. Somehow Art seemed to be pounding her even harder. He moved one hand away from her ass and slipped it up her body. She moaned as his fingers roughly squeezed one of her tits.
"You've got a hot box, baby," Art said. "Daddy said it was fine but I didn't know how fine!"
She was ready to explode. She just couldn't help it. Art's stiff cock was making her crazy. He was driving into her deep and touching every part of her cunt. His cock wasn't as big as her father's but it was big enough. She could feel the first hot juices exploding out of her body. She lifted her legs and locked them around his back.
"Oh God," she moaned. "Oh God, I'm coming. I'm going to fucking come. Oh God, it makes me feel so good! OH GOD!"
Her body vibrated wildly as the pleasure went through her. She felt more of her juices soaking his cock and balls. It only helped to ease his cock into her faster.
"That's right, baby," Art said. "Keep shaking that big hot ass for me! Keep shaking that hot ass. Do it to me, baby! Do it to me!" She could feel his prick growing inside her. She could feel some of his cum leaking inside her. She kept working her ass for him, moving up and down as fast as she could. She felt the way his body started getting tense.
"Shoot it in me, baby," she moaned. "Shoot your cum in me!"
He slammed it into her again and she could feel more of his cum leaking inside her. His mouth crushed hers and his tongue stabbed deep into her mouth. Her tongue rubbed against his for a few seconds.
"God, I'm going to shoot it," he yelled. "I'm going to shoot my fucking cum! Get ready, bitch! GET READY FOR MY FUCKING CUM!"
He drove into her deep and his prick started wildly squirting cum into her pussy. She felt his prick squirt again and again and she could feel his cum leaking out of the corners of her cunt. Her thighs grew wet and sticky. It felt like he had enough to fill her cunt a few hundred times.
Finally she felt Art's prick going soft and slipping out of her. She rolled over onto her belly. She hadn't known living with her father and brothers was going to turn out like this.
CHAPTER FIVE
That night Ginger slept like the dead. Nobody bothered her. The next morning she dressed in jeans and a halter top and went downstairs for breakfast. She found Sarah at the table. Sarah did not look happy. Perhaps she hadn't liked Art coming into the bedroom the day before. She had been enjoying herself before Art jumped in.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Sarah asked.
"Anything," Ginger said, "but lots of it."
"You act like you feel good this morning," Sarah said.
"I feel pretty good," Ginger admitted.
"Not sore or anything?" Sarah suggested. "Maybe you could use some more of my ointment?"
"I don't think so," Ginger answered.
"You liked it yesterday," Sarah reminded her.
Ginger didn't like to be reminded. Ginger had made her mind up the night before. She wasn't going to be treated so badly anymore. She had been fucked by her father and brother, but she was going to call a halt to it.
"And I'm going to tell the police what happened yesterday," Ginger said.
Sarah looked up in shock. Her hands trembled. Ginger felt a little disgusted. She hoped she was never as scared of men as Sarah was.
"You can't call the police," Sarah said.
"I am," Ginger said. "I'm going to tell them everything that happened. Everything. And then I'm going to pack my bags and leave this place. I mean it!"
"You'll never leave," Sarah said.
"Watch me," Ginger said.
Sarah shrugged her shoulders. She cooked a big breakfast for Ginger and the luscious young blond ate every bit of it. She was aware that Sarah was looking at her the entire time. She just didn't care. She was going to do exactly what she told Sarah. This was a sick place. Her mother had been right.
There was something in the back of her mind that kept reminding her that she had enjoyed what was done to her, but she ignored it.
She finished her breakfast and left Sarah at the table. She wandered through the house until she found a phone in one of the rooms. She started looking for a phone book. She was looking for the emergency police number when she became aware that someone had walked into the room with her.
"Hello, Sister," Bobby said.
She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. There was something about Bobby that frightened her a lot. Bobby was cruel. He was the kind of guy who would hurt her without reason.
"Who are you trying to call?" Bobby asked. "Nobody," she answered.
"What's the matter?" he asked. "Are you afraid of me? You were doing a lot of talking in the kitchen. Sarah said you were going to call the police."
"Yes," she said, trying to sound brave. "What are you going to tell them?"
"That I was raped," she answered. "I was raped by my own father and brother."
Bobby shook his head. "You little bitch," he said. "You silly little bitch."
She put the phone back. She was almost expecting it when Bobby hit her in the face. She went backwards and landed on the floor. Her lip was split. She tried to get up to her knees and Bobby put his foot on her head and pressed her to the floor.
"You stupid little bitch," he said. "Call the goddamned police. Call them and we'll let them stand near while everybody sticks about ten inches in your cunt. Maybe we'll even give the police a turn."
"Please," she said.
"Please what, bitch? What do you want me to do. Christ, you don't even know what real rape is. But you're going to learn. You're going to fucking learn!"
Bobby picked her up by her hair. His hands twisted around her silken hair and he twisted her head back. He covered her lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth. She tried to keep stiff but it was hard to ignore Bobby's mouth. Bobby's lips felt hard and hot and very experienced. He moved his tongue around the inside of her mouth for a few moments and then he broke the kiss.
"You're not going to call the police," he said. "You're going to do exactly what I tell you. Now get your ass up the stairs to my room and you'd better be buck-assed naked by the time I get there. You understand me, baby?"
"Yes," she answered.
Bobby released her. He put his hand around her throat and squeezed until she was gasping for breath.
"You'd better do what I tell you," he said. "Or your life is going to be pretty goddamned hard from now on."
He released her. She practically ran out of the room. She couldn't remember all the promises she had made herself about not being treated like the rest of the women around there. The only thing she could think of was that she was scared to death of Bobby. There was something so animal-like about him.
It took her a few minutes to find his room. She knew it was his by the pictures of him and dozens of different girls that lined the walls. A few of the pictures showed the girls completely naked. Some of them were doing lewd things to him. She recognized the girl from the cafe, Shirley. She was sitting on a chair with her legs spread and her pink pussy lips showing.
She remembered that Bobby had warned her to undress. She quickly started stripping her clothes off. She sat down on the edge of the bed. She had never felt so vulnerable as she sat there. She knew that she was showing Bobby that he could command her. She didn't want it to be this way but she was afraid of him.
Bobby kept her waiting for a long time before he came up to his room. He opened the door and stood looking at her for a few minutes. He finally grinned at her and licked his lips.
"You're learning, baby," he said. "Now get down on your knees. I want you on your knees."
She sank down onto the rough floor of his room. He walked over in front of her. He ran his hands through her long silky hair. He moved closer to her so that his pants pressed against her cheeks where his prick was. She turned her head away.
"No, goddamn it," he said. He gripped her hair tighter and almost twisted her head off. "You're going to do everything I tell you and you're not going to back away. Now take off my clothes. Take off your brother's clothes, , baby!"
She trembled as she raised up. She helped him off with his shirt and then moved her hands down to his belt. She found herself crying as she unbuckled his belt. She slowly eased his pants down his legs. She swallowed nervously as she pulled his shorts down from around his half rigid prick.
He didn't help her. She had to work to get him out of all his clothes. Finally he was naked and he pushed her back down to her knees. She was face to face with his swollen, reddish prick. She could smell his leaking cum. She felt his hands in her hair and she knew what he was going to make her do.
"You know what I want, baby," he said. "Just like you saw Shirley doing the other night."
"What?" she asked, her heart beating faster.
"Shit, didn't you think I saw you? We both saw you. You were standing there playing with yourself and watching us fuck. You wanted it then. Now you're going to have it!"
His hands twisted in her hair and he pulled her face close to his cock. Again she smelled his cock. She felt the hot texture of it against her cheek. She tried to draw her head away again but he held her solidly.
"You're not going to get out of it, bitch," he said. "Don't you understand? You're mine. Your ass belongs to me. You're going to do everything I tell you or I'm going to break your fucking head. Now kiss it!"
She swallowed again as he pulled her face against his cock. It felt hot and sticky. She touched her lips to it and tasted his salty cum. He reached down and took her hand and pulled her fingers up to his cock. He made her wrap her fingers around the base of his cock and hold his cock up so that her lips could touch it.
"Kiss it good, bitch," he said. "Kiss it good and I'll give you a nice, fucking reward!"
He was laughing as her lips caressed the end of his cock. Again she tasted cum smearing her lips. She didn't try to pull back this time. She knew there was no use in it. Neither did she help him. She just let him move her head so that her lips moved all over the red tip of his prick.
"That's good, baby," he said. "You got real nice lips. I'm going to be able to train you real good!"
She opened her mouth and let his fat cockhead slide between her lips. Tension surged through his body as her tongue touched his cockhead again. She closed her lips around the ridge of his cock and held him there for a few moments.
"Oh shit, yeah," he moaned. "You're learning real fast!"
His hands tightened on the back of her head. He forced her face closer to his crotch and his prick started sliding into her throat. She finally felt his cockhead resting in the deepest part of her throat. Some of his cum leaked into her mouth and she almost gagged.
He allowed her to pull her head back and then he rammed his prick into her mouth again. Her teeth closed around his rigid prick and skimmed the hot cock.
"Yeah, bitch," he moaned. "Oh shit yes. Use your cocksucking mouth like that. It feels good!"
Her fingers moved up the insides of his thighs and she started playing with his balls. She didn't have to be told to do that. It was just something she wanted to do. She started running her fingertips over his heavy balls.
Her head started bobbing faster. She was getting into the rhythm of sucking his cock. It was something he had forced her to do, but she was starting to enjoy it. He realized it. He laughed and took his hands off her head. He moved his hands down her front and grabbed her big soft tits. He squeezed them hard and rubbed her nipples with his thumbs.
"I'm going to really cram it in your mouth, pretty little sister," he moaned. "There's nothing I like better than having my cock in your hot mouth!"
He moved his hands back up to her head as if to keep her from escaping. But she had no intention of trying to move her head away. Her body was throbbing from the excitement of what she was doing. She could taste some of his salty cum in her mouth. She swallowed and she could feel the cum in her belly.
She worked her mouth faster. Her teeth kept skimming his hot flesh. She could feel her lips pulling at his cockhead each time she pulled her head back.
He started pushing his hips so that his cock went deeper into her tight mouth. She could feel his rigid balls slapping her chin each time he thrust.
"Shit, little Sister," he moaned. "Shit, I'm going to blow my fucking wad. I'm going to blow my wad in your mouth! Oh shit, get ready for it, little sister! GET FUCKING READY!"
He slammed his cock deep into the back of her throat and she felt his stiff cock explode in wads of thick cum that filled her mouth. She gagged at the thick cum and she let some of his cum slip out of the corners of her mouth. He grabbed her head harder and she was forced to start swallowing to keep from choking.
She didn't know how Bobby could shoot so much cum into her mouth. She kept swallowing until her jaws were aching. It still seemed like forever before she felt the last spurt of his jism. She swallowed the last bit and felt his cock slip out of her mouth.
"Good fucking job," he said. "With a little practice, you're going to make the best fucking cocksucker we ever had around here. You're a lot better than Mother ever was."
"Mother?" Ginger questioned.
"Oh shit," Bobby said. "Didn't she ever tell you anything about what happened here?"
"No," Ginger admitted.
"We used to have some fine parties with Mother. All of us. That was before Sarah and Meg came here to live. She was the only woman around here and we had to use her. She had a sweet pussy."
"I can't believe that," Ginger said.
"Sure," Bobby insisted. "That's what she left for. Her little pussy was getting completely worn out. But we're not going to have that problem with you. Your pussy is going to last a long time."
It didn't matter that she had just sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. It didn't matter that she was completely naked and on her knees in front of him. She still tried to be a good girl and all this talk about her pussy made her blush a little.
"So you're still shy, huh," Bobby said. "You shouldn't be. There's no reason to be. Why don't you get up and stretch out on the bed!"
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"Just do what I fucking tell you," Bobby said.
His voice had turned ugly again and she quickly jumped up to do as she was told. She stretched out on the bed. He made her spread her legs while he sat down in a chair near the bed. He was looking right up the open lips of her pink pussy.
"Play with your pussy," Bobby said. "I want to watch while you finger your cunt."
"Please don't make me," she said. "Why don't you fuck me instead?"
"Do you want your ass beat?" Bobby asked. "I'll take down my paddle and whip your ass."
"No," she whispered, her body tensed in fear.
"Then do what I fucking tell you and don't backtalk me anymore."
"Yes sir," she said.
She knew she sounded like Shirley. The waitress had had the same kind of meek sound in her voice when she had done what Bobby told her. Ginger had been sure she would never do anything like that, that she would never completely humble herself. But then she had never been as scared of anyone as she was of Bobby.
She moved her hands down to her trembling thighs. She had to take a deep breath before she was able to move her hand up between her legs. She touched her puffy pussy lips and she felt a tingle going through her body. She didn't like to admit it, even to herself, but she had been turned on sucking his cock. She could still taste the salty flavor of his cum in her mouth. She swallowed.
"That's right, honey," Bobby said. "Play with your cunt. Put your fingers inside your cunt and play with yourself!"
She spread her legs wider, knowing he could see better. Her pussy was already wet and it was no problem sliding two of her fingers into her cunt. She felt another warm tingle between her legs. She felt her ass tense up as soon as her fingers slid inside herself.
"Go ahead," Bobby said. "Relax, baby. I'm going to watch you come! Show your brother how you come!"
She closed her eyes, relaxed her body, and started stroking her pussy. It would be better with a cock inside her, but there was something lewdly exciting about doing this with her brother watching.
She worked her fingers around until she was stroking her clitty. Her hard bud seemed to get even bigger as her fingers rubbed against it. Her ass started moving a little faster and she sucked in her breath.
"Look at me, baby," Bobby said. "Look at me!"
She raised her head long enough to look at him. She was shocked to see that his cock looked just as hard and big as it had before she sucked him. Bobby was stroking his cock so that there was already a little bit of pearly white cum on the reddened tip.
"Now fingerfuck yourself hard," Bobby said. "Make yourself come!"
She started driving her fingers in and out of her pussy. She could feel her pussy soaking her fingers with cunt juice. She had to drop her head back and close her eyes. Her ass was moving quickly. She was going crazy with desire. She wanted Bobby's cock but she knew she had to do what he wanted.
"I'm going to come," she screamed. "It feels so good. I'm coming, Bobby! Oh, I'M GOING TO COME!"
Her body shook, afire with pleasure. More hot pussy juices soaked her fingers. She kept working her fingers in and out of her cunt until the last quick spasm went through her body. She had to take a few deep breaths before she could open her eyes again.
She found Bobby standing over her. He was grinning and his hand was working his red cock up and down. She felt a drop of his cum wetting her cheek.
"This time I'm going to give you a face full of cum, baby," Bobby said. "This way I'm making sure you belong to me. I can do any fucking thing I want to do to you."
She couldn't say anything. Somehow this was more degrading than anything anyone had ever done to her. She kept watching his swollen prick and the tiny hole at the end. It was already leaking hot jism.
"Here it comes, bitch," Bobby moaned. "Here it fucking comes. I'm going to give you a fucking bath in cum!"
His body arched forward and she felt the hot spray of his cum on her face and in her hair. He moved closer and his wet prickhead rubbed against her face. He rubbed his swollen prick down her body and over her swollen tits and back up again. He smeared it against her lips and she was forced to swallow some more of his cock.
"Now lick it clean, bitch," he said. "Lick it good and clean and I'm going to fucking dry your spit with your hair!"
He pushed his limp prick into her mouth and left it inside her hot mouth for a long while. She used her tongue as he told her to. She cleaned his entire prick and balls like a mother cat cleaning her kittens. Finally he pulled his prick out of her mouth. She bent her head willingly as he took a thick handful of her blonde hair and carefully dried off his wet cock.
Bobby grinned at her as he finally released her.
"Get dressed, cunt," he said. "We're-going into town."
CHAPTER SIX
"Where are we going?" Ginger asked.
They were in the front seat of Bobby's truck and Bobby hadn't talked since they had left. Bobby had picked out her clothes for her and she felt uncomfortable in them. She had on a clinging blouse and no bra. Her tits seemed to be ready to pop out at any minute. She had on one of Meg's short skirts and a pair of Meg's knee-high white boots. This was not the fashion anymore, but Bobby didn't seem to care. He only cared about what he liked.
"Where are we going?" Ginger asked again.
"You like policemen so much. I thought you might like to talk to one."
Ginger felt her heart start to pound. "But I was nice to you, Bobby. I didn't call the police."
"And I'm going to make sure that you don't," Bobby said. "It's time you understood something. This is my town. I own it. I own every piece of ass that walks the street, including yours."
"I understand that you own mine, Bobby," Ginger said.
"No, you don't," Bobby said. "Not yet, you don't. But you will, baby, before the night is over."
Bobby parked the truck in front of the police station. Ginger could feel her heart hammering faster as she got out. Bobby took her arm and walked her into the police station. A heavy man in uniform sat behind the desk. He smiled when he saw them.
"Hey, Bobby," he said. "Where have you been keeping yourself? You haven't been around in a long time."
"I've been around," Bobby answered. "You know how it is. There's a lot of women in this town that need humping. I've been spreading myself pretty thin."
"I've been meaning to talk to you about that," the police officer said. "You know that cute thing that works at the cafe."
"Shirley?" Bobby asked.
"That's the one. Well, her husband's been around making a complaint that you keep bothering her. Are you bothering her?"
"Shit, Sam, you know I've been fucking her pussy ever since they got married. In fact, I had a piece of her the first night she started work at the diner and she ain't turned me down since. I guess you could say I've been bothering her."
Sam shook his head. "You're a bastard."
"I sure am," Bobby agreed.
Sam turned his head toward Ginger. His eyes ran up and down her body in a quick way. He liked what he was seeing because he grinned lewdly.
"And who have we got here?" he asked. "This is my little sister," Bobby answered. "I brought her into town to make a complaint."
"What could a pretty thing like you have to complain about?" Sam asked.
"I don't want to complain," Ginger said. "Sure you do," Bobby insisted. "Why, I caught you calling the police. Now tell the man what you wanted to say."
Ginger Was scared. She didn't know what Bobby had in mind but she knew she didn't like what was going on. Perhaps this man was a real police officer, even though he certainly didn't look like he'd be any good at anything. The badge on his chest gave her a little courage. Maybe Bobby really didn't have the hold on this town that he thought he had?
"I've been raped," Ginger said quickly. "My brothers and my father raped me. I want to have them locked up."
"Well goddamn," Sam said.
Sam stood up and walked around to the front of his desk. He sat down on the edge of it. He was no longer smiling. He looked deep in thought.
"These are pretty serious charges you're bringing against some of our town's best citizens. Are you sure that you want to do something like this."
"I'm sure," she said.
"Then I guess I'll just have to have you fill out the papers," Sam said.
Sam turned to Bobby and he had an official look. "I guess I'm going to have to find out the entire story. You can go about your business. This will take a while."
"Take all the time you need, Chief," Bobby said.
Ginger wasn't sure she liked the look on Bobby's face when he left. There was something going on here that she didn't understand. But at least she had police help. Now maybe she could escape from her family and start living a decent life again.
"I've got the papers in the back room," Sam said.
He walked ahead of her into a room in the back. Down the hallway she could see the detention cells. They were empty. She could smell the musty odor of the damp cells. She followed him quickly into the room.
The room appeared to a combination sleeping quarters and file room. There was a comfortable looking bed in one corner. Behind the bed was a door that was probably a bathroom.
"I've got the papers right here," Sam said. He took some papers out of a big desk and sat down. He started writing at the top. Finally he put down the pencil and looked up at her. "Okay," he said. "How were you raped?"
"How?"
"Sure," he answered. "I have to have the details."
"They just raped me. First my father and then my two brothers."
"You're going to have to tell me more than that."
"Well, what do you want to know?" she asked.
"Were you a virgin?" Sam asked.
"Yes," she answered.
"And your father actually stuck his hard prick inside your hot little pussy?"
"Yes," she answered.
"And your brother stuck it in your pussy?"
"Yes," she answered. "At least Art did."
"Oh," Sam said. "And where did Bobby put his prick?"
"In my mouth," she said.
"And did you enjoy sucking his prick?" Sam asked.
"My God," she answered. "What kind of question is that? Why do you ask if I enjoyed it? What do you think I am? Some kind of whore or something?"
"I think that's exactly what you are," Sam said. "Just like your mother. I think you enjoyed it but you're so fucking stiff-necked that you won't admit it."
"You're worse than they are," she said. Sam stood up. He walked over and locked the door. She saw that he had unzipped his pants. She could see the fat bulge of his cock pushing at his pants. She gasped for breath.
"Now you're getting the idea," Sam said. "I'm worse than they are. I'm a real bastard. Bobby brought you to me to teach you a lesson and I'm going to teach you a fine one."
She tried to run away as he reached for her. She was able to get out of the grasp of his strong arms, but there was no place to go. He caught her around the waist and jerked her against him. She could feel every line of his hard body, especially his rigid cock pressed against her belly. She tried to back away from him but he held her steady.
"Now you be nice," he said. "Don't you keep trying to get away from me. I haven't had a pretty piece like you in a long time. I like a fine piece of ass and I know quality when I see it. And you're quality ass, baby!"
His hands moved down her back and he gripped her asscheeks. She felt his fingers digging into her tender flesh. She was pulled closer against him and again she could feel the outline of his huge prick. She didn't want to feel anything but she felt a nervous flutter inside her belly. Again she tried to twist away but he held her tightly.
"You keep trying to fight me and you're going to make me mad," he said. "Now you don't want to make me mad."
"No," she said.
His hands clutched her asscheeks a little harder. He made her wiggle against him and she could feel his big chest rubbing her tits. Bobby had known just what he was doing when he had made her wear this blouse. It seemed to make her tits feel harder than ever; the soft fabric rubbed against her nipples.
"Kiss me, cunt," he said.
His mouth tasted of beer. She tried to keep her mouth closed as he probed with his tongue. He wouldn't allow that. She felt his hands digging into her asscheeks until he was hurting. She was finally forced to open her mouth and accept his tongue. As soon as her mouth opened he relaxed the pressure of his hands on her asscheeks.
He started ramming his tongue into her mouth. His tongue was fat enough to gag her. A couple of times she was tempted to bite his tongue but she was afraid of the consequences. Instead she willed herself to relax and take it.
He pushed her away. "Now you're going to have to relax a little more, baby," he said. "I don't want you fighting this. How would you like for me to take my belt off and whip your ass?"
She looked down at the brass-studded belt he wore and felt a weakness in her knees. It was the most terrible thing she'd ever seen. The brass studs looked capable of cutting her delicate skin to pieces.
"I wouldn't like that," she said honestly.
"Then you'd better start enjoying yourself, bitch. Remember that I like to hit almost as well as I like to fuck."
She could believe that. He kissed her again and she started rubbing her body against his and rubbing her tongue inside his mouth. She felt sick doing it but she didn't want him to take off his belt. She tried to keep relaxed as his hands kept stroking her ass.
"What a beautiful ass," he said. "Your momma had a beautiful ass and she sure liked to spread it around."
She was learning more and more about her mother and she didn't like any of it. Her mother had always seemed so religious. She couldn't believe that this was the same woman all these men talked about.
Sam pushed her away again. This time he held her at arm's length and he looked her up and down. Her nipples pressed against her clinging blouse. She knew he could tell that they were really excited.
"That's more like it," he said.
He didn't give her time to take the blouse off. He reached down and ripped the buttons off. Her blouse came apart and her tits popped free. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he stared down at her lovely twin peaks. She could see saliva dripping out of the corners of his mouth.
"Jesus, what a pair," he moaned. "What a fucking pair of tits."
He walked her over to the bed and made her sit down. She was surprised when he kneeled on the floor and pressed his head against her titties. His tongue started licking the top of one creamy tit. He worked his tongue around to the nipple and captured it inside his mouth.
She could feel a wet warmth spreading from her thighs into her body. Her tits got harder. She wished she were with someone else besides this man. Even with her brother. She could enjoy having Bobby's cock inside her right now.
His mouth started tugging fiercely at her tit. She could feel him sucking a lot of her swollen titty inside his lips. He bit down hard and it hurt. He pulled his head back and started licking the pink nipple. She felt his teeth encircle it and she was afraid he was going to bite down hard again. He didn't. Instead he slowly sucked her tit back into his mouth and then let his teeth scrape against her feverish titty-flesh.
She tried to close her legs a little closer together as she felt the wild excitement in her body. She closed her eyes but she couldn't make it go away. She was starting to get worked up and this heavy, ugly police officer was doing it to her.
"Oh God," she whispered softly. "Don't do this to me. Let me go. Please don't do this."
"Shit, baby," he said. "Your body is hotter than a firecracker. You know you need a good, stiff prick right now."
She couldn't answer him. He put his mouth back on her tit and she felt his teeth scraping her titty-flesh. He pulled on her hard nipple with his teeth. She moaned softly. She didn't want to enjoy it but it was happening to her again. Her body was betraying her.
He got up onto the bed with her. He forced her onto her back and laid his heavy body on top of her. His chest crushed her titties flat. His uniform shirt was scratching against her but he didn't care. He started kissing her mouth and driving his tongue deep into her throat. At the same time she felt his hands sliding under her again. He clutched her asscheeks tightly and lifted her off the bed. She could feel his swollen prick pressing against her.
He lifted his mouth from hers and started kissing her neck. He moved his tongue up to her ears and then to her soft, silky hair. She could feel him sucking the golden strands of her hair. Somehow even that felt sexy.
"God, you're a gorgeous piece of ass," he moaned. "Shit, I've never had such a beautiful piece."
His hand moved up to the zipper of her skirt. He pulled it down and worked his hand inside the zipper. He covered her pussy mound and started squeezing as hard as his other hand squeezed her ass. She moaned again. She couldn't help it. His hands did things to her she couldn't explain.
"You sweet little bitch," Sam said. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off. You're going to remember me for a long time!"
He jerked the skirt down her legs. He didn't take it all the way off. He left it around her knees as he put his hand over her pussy again.
"Yeah, bitch," he moaned. "Your pussy feels real hot. I bet you can hardly wait for my stiff prick!"
His hand squeezed hard and she could feel a flash of tingly fire run through her body. He started working his fingers inside her panties. She almost screamed as she felt one finger brush against her pulsating cuntlips. She tried to draw away but suddenly one finger prodded at her aching hole.
"Your pussy juice feels like hot oil, baby," he said. "I'm going to love sticking my prick in your juicy cunt."
He moved his hand again. This time it was to completely strip her clothes off. When he was finished he leaned on one arm so that he could get a good look at her nude body. His eyes went wide again. She felt a strange pride that her body was so luscious.
"Am I better looking than my mother?" she suddenly asked.
"Shit," Sam said. "You've got your mother beat by a country mile. She couldn't compare with you. Your tits are twice as big and that goddamn cunt looks good enough to eat!" His wet tongue went back to her titties and then down her body. She knew what he was going to do. She felt his lips pulling at her curly cunthairs. He sucked some of them into his mouth and then spit them out. He sucked some more. He spit those out and then his tongue moved between her legs. She groaned as she felt his lips press against her pussy.
"Oh God," she gasped. "You're making me hot. You're making me so damned hot." She had lost control but she didn't care. Her ass started moving against his mouth. She spread her legs wider as his tongue slid into her juicy cunt. He started driving his tongue into her just as he had done with her mouth. This time she didn't feel like she was going to gag. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She felt nothing but pleasure as his tongue explored her pussy.
He pulled back a little and ran his tongue all around the inside of her cunt. She felt him brushing his fat lips against her clitty. The bud was already hard and tender. She started wiggling as his tongue licked her clitty.
"You sweet man," she moaned. "You're licking me. You're making me so hot with your licking!"
Her ass was wiggling from side to side as his tongue licked her. She could feel the warmth in her belly and she was pushing her cunt harder against his tongue. He must have felt the sudden tension in her body because he raised his head. He waited patiently until the trembling sensations in her young body stopped completely.
"All right, baby," he said. "Now I'm going to give you what you need. I'm going to give you some fat cock!"
He undressed near the bed and she couldn't take her eyes off him. His body wasn't as bad as she thought it was. He wasn't fat. He was just well muscled and very hairy. His cock was long and thick. It wasn't as big as her father's but it was big enough. She could see a few drops of pearly white cum on the tip.
"Now I'm going to give you what you need, bitch," he said.
He took her hand and pulled it to his prick. Her fingers wrapped around his stiffness and he made her work her hand up and down. She could feel the pounding sensations in his cock. His meat felt so hot and sweaty. She could tell that he was really excited.
She moved her hand down to his balls. They felt like huge rocks inside the sacs. She rolled them under her fingers and he groaned.
"Shit, you're going to get it," he said. "Shit, you're going to get fucked like you never have been fucked before."
He moved on top of her body again. She felt crushed by his weight. She felt his prickhead brushing against her thighs. A trail of wet cum traced the path of his cock up to her cunt. She felt his hot prickhead rubbing against her pussy hole. She shivered.
"Put it in me," she whispered. "You're right. You make me so hot. Put your cock inside me and fuck me!"
He moved slowly and his prickhead stretched her cuntlips apart. For the first time it seemed like he was afraid of hurting her. He might have thought his prick was so big that it would tear her up.
"Come on, baby," she said. "Don't wait anymore. Put it in me. Put it all the fucking way inside me. Fuck me!"
"All right, bitch," he said. "You asked for it!"
He rammed it into her with one savage stroke. It shook her entire body. She felt his prickhead deep inside her. She let her head fall back and she relaxed her body. He wasn't moving yet. It felt nice just to have his cock that deep inside her.
"Now I'm going to give it to you," he said. "I'm going to tear your hot little ass up. Get ready for me, bitch. Just get ready!"
He started fucking her as hard as he could. Her entire body was shaken with the force of each of his thrusts. She couldn't ever remember being fucked this way before. He slammed into her and then pulled halfway out. Then his prick slammed deep into her again.
"Raise your legs, bitch," he said. "Wrap them around my back. I'm going to get deep in your hot pussy!"
She raised her legs and locked them around his back. He started driving his prickhead powerfully into her. His prickhead was really getting deep. It felt like he was going to drive his prick right through her body and out her asshole.
She felt one of his hands sliding between them and start playing with her titty. It was more than she could take. Her ass started writhing on the bed. She could hear his balls slapping her asscheeks and it drove her even crazier. Her juices started soaking his prick.
"I'm going to come," she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh God, it feels good. It feels so fucking good! Oh, fuck me good! FUCK ME GOOD AND HARD!"
Every part of her body was shaken with the force of her climax. She could feel her juices soaking his prick and leaking down to his balls. She kept wiggling her ass even as the pleasure spasms ebbed. She finally felt the last relaxed moment and she breathed a soft sigh. It was hard but she still kept moving beneath him. She could feel his prick getting harder. She felt some of his juices leaking out.
"Go ahead, baby," she moaned. "Come in me. Shoot your hot cum!"
"Bitch," he moaned. "Bitch, I'm going to shoot a pussy full!"
She suddenly became aware that someone else had walked into the room. She raised her head and saw Bobby standing there. He was grinning lewdly as he watched the police officer bounce up and down on his little sister.
There was another man with him. A young man who looked at her in such a way that it made her feel ashamed of what she was doing. Then she couldn't think about that other young man any longer because Sam was pounding her harder.
"I'm coming," Sam moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to shoot my cum. Oh shit, it feels good! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"
She raised up and felt his prick spurting wildly inside her cunt. She kept working her ass back and forth trying to drain every drop of jism from his swollen prick. She tried not to think about what the men watching her thought of her.
Finally Sam gave one last plunge into her and she used her cunt walls to squeeze out the last of his cum.
"Oh shit," Sam said. "What a fucking piece of ass!"
He got up and started putting on his clothes. He didn't seem to mind the others standing there watching.
Ginger turned her attention to the other man. He wasn't as young as she'd first thought and he was very handsome. He had a kind face and sympathetic eyes. He looked at her and obviously enjoyed her body, but it was not like the others.
"Hey, John," Bobby said. "You want a piece of little sister."
"I don't think so," John said.
"What's the matter?" Bobby asked. "You didn't used to act so shy when her mother was around. You were sticking your cock in her mouth and pussy and ass every chance you got."
"Shut your mouth," John said.
"Fuck you," Bobby said. "I'll say what I goddamn please and you'll like it. Now if you don't want a piece of sister's ass then you'd better get back to work. You've got some stuff to deliver out to the farm."
"All right," John answered softly.
John left. Bobby turned his eyes to Ginger. He looked mad about something. "Get your clothes on, cunt," he told her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Who is John?" Ginger asked.
"Your mother's old boyfriend," Bobby answered. "He used to get into her panties all the time."
Ginger was starting to learn to hold her tongue even though she didn't believe Bobby. Besides, Bobby was in a surly mood. There was something about John that troubled him. Ginger wondered what it was. She didn't think Bobby could be afraid of anything.
Ginger was wearing the clothes that she'd worn to town. Her blouse hung on her in shreds but Bobby didn't give a damn if her tits hung out. He wanted them to hang out. Ginger knew she was slowly losing her will to Bobby.
She was doing anything he wanted.
Bobby turned off the road before they got to the farm. He drove down into a wooded area and parked the truck. Ginger could see a flowing stream through the trees.
"I've got a blanket and some cold beer in the back of the truck," Bobby said. "Get it."
She was fast learning not to question anything Bobby commanded. She got out of the truck and went to the back. She found the blanket and six-pack in an ice chest. Bobby was already sitting near the river when she caught up with him.
"That shit," Bobby said. "John's always thought he's better than everybody else. One of these days I'm going to take him out in the barn and whip his ass."
Bobby took a can of beer and popped the top. He drank for a long time and then crumpled up the can. He pitched it into the bushes and opened another. His mood was getting blacker by the second and Ginger was getting scared.
"Take off your blouse," Bobby said. "It doesn't hide much anyway. Take it off and let those big tits hang free."
"But what if there's someone around," she said.
"Then maybe they'll get their kicks," Bobby said. "Now take off the fucking blouse."
She peeled off the blouse. The cool air touched her nipples and made them hard. She felt Bobby's eyes on her as he drank his beer. He picked up one can and handed it to her.
"Have one," he said.
"I don't like beer," she told him.
"Goddamn, quit fighting me," Bobby said. "Take a fucking beer or I'm going to break your goddamn head."
She took the beer quickly. She popped the top and took a couple of swallows. It burned her throat and made her gag. She hoped that would be enough but Bobby was making a motion for her to take another drink. She held the beer up to her lips and pretended to sip it.
She saw Bobby swinging but she couldn't get out of the way in time. His fist connected against her chin and sent her backwards. In a second Bobby had her by her hair. He lifted her up and forced her to open her mouth. He poured the beer into her mouth and kept making her swallow until half the can was gone.
"Now don't play any more fucking games with me," he said.
He sat down on the blanket she had spread out. He finished off his beer and then finished off hers. He took another and finished it off in just a few seconds. He leaned back on the blanket and looked up at her.
"Take the rest of your clothes off," he demanded.
She didn't dare argue with him. She didn't want him to hit her again. She peeled off her skirt and panties. Then she kneeled and took off her shoes. She stood back up. She felt him looking her over like a slave master looking over one of his slaves.
"It's a lot different from that first night, isn't it?" he asked.
"You didn't even want to show me your big tits that night. But you're learning that you belong to me. Don't you."
"Yes sir," she answered.
"You'll do anything I tell you to do," Bobby said.
She looked at his ugly face. She knew that she would never know any man who was such an animal as Bobby. She also felt the last bit of fight going out of her. From that moment she belonged to Bobby. He knew it. He grinned. "I'll do anything you say," she said. "Good," Bobby said. "You're learning. Now pick up another one of those beers and drink it down like a good girl."
This time she didn't protest or try to pretend. She picked up the beer and popped the top. She drank it down as fast as she could although it was like drinking strong medicine to her. It made her feel a little strange when she finished it. Bobby was smiling at her. At least she had helped his bad mood.
"Now come over here, baby,' he said. "Undress me!"
She went to him and kneeled beside him. He didn't give her any help as she stripped him. She caught her breath at the build of her brother's body. His cock was only half hard and she didn't have to be asked. She bent her head over his prick. Her lips touched his hot cockhead and she felt it stir to life.
"Pull your hair back from your face," he said. "I want to look at you while you suck me."
She held his cock with one hand. Her other hand tugged the strands of blonde hair back from her face. She started licking around the swollen top of his prick. She immediately tasted his strong, saltiness; she was beginning to get used to it.
"Lick my balls, baby," he said.
She licked his heavy balls. She took each of them into her mouth and rolled them beneath her tongue. She let them slip out of her mouth and she started licking back up to the head of his cock. She took the swollen cockhead into her mouth. Her tongue tasted his salty cum as she slowly drew his shaft into her throat. His prick started to get hard. She deep-throated him for a few seconds and then let his prick slide out of her mouth.
"You are something fucking else," he told her.
She was surprised when he suddenly rolled over onto his stomach. She didn't know what he wanted. He was popping the top on the last beer and he started sipping it slowly.
"Okay, baby,' he said. "Eat my asshole. That's all you're good for, little Sister. Just fucking and sucking asshole. So get on it, bitch. Suck it up!"
It was something she felt sick at being told to do, but she could no longer refuse Bobby anything. She lowered her head and started licking at the crack of his ass. Bobby moaned in pleasure as her tongue found his asshole and she started pushing it into it.
"Yeah, bitch," Bobby said, as he finished the last beer. "I'm going to fucking love having you around."
He made her eat his asshole for a long time. Then he turned back over and grabbed her head with both hands. He crammed his hot cockmeat into her mouth. She gagged at first, but then started relaxing. She was able to hold his cock inside her mouth without gagging.
He didn't make any move to pull his cock out of her mouth. Instead he ran his hands through her silky hair.
He allowed her to raise her head. She started bobbing her head up and down on his stiff prick. He ordered her to use her fingers on his heavy balls. She began to caress his heavy sacs with her fingertips as she began to find a rhythm for her cocksucking. In a few seconds she was bobbing her head comfortably and taking his prick deep inside her mouth. She could taste more of his thick cum leaking into her mouth but she was starting to like that. She was unhappy when he picked up her head. "Let me suck you some more," she begged. "Turn around," he said, ignoring her plea. "Get down on your hands and knees like a bitch in heat!"
She turned around and peered back over her left shoulder. Bobby got up to his hands and knees. Now his cock was rock hard and dripping with creamy cum. He started rubbing his prickhead up and down the insides of her thighs. Finally she felt his prick moving to her pussy.
He rammed it into her pussy without warning. It didn't hurt as badly as it could have hurt because she was already wet with her own juices. His prick went in easily but it went so fucking deep. It felt like it was going to come out of her mouth. She started shaking her ass as she felt him starting to fuck her with slow, easy strokes.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "You got a fine pussy and you know how to use it. You're going to get better every time I fuck you."
He started driving his prick into her a little harder. She could already feel a tingling warmth in her belly. It was spreading to her thighs. She hated Bobby but he could do things to her that nobody else could. It was strange but being so completely owned by a man was a real turn-on for her.
"Move that sweet ass," Bobby groaned. "Move that sweet, big ass!"
She started rocking back against him as hard as she could. She felt his hands move around her and grab her hanging tits. He started rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. She could feel how hard and achy they were getting. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her dripping snatch.
"No, don't," she moaned. "Don't stop now. It feels good!"
"I'm going to give it to you another way," Bobby said. "It's time you learned all about being a woman."
She didn't know what he meant until she felt his swollen cockhead pressed against the entrance to her snug little ass. She wanted to scream for him to stop but she had been completely tamed. She had no resistance left. She could only beg him to be easy with her.
He was easy. He seemed to realize that he could hurt her badly if he just pushed his cock in. Instead he applied pressure with his cockhead until it popped into her anus. Then he started moving forward slowly.
There were tears in her eyes. The pain was more than she could take. She tried to jerk away but she found that she only excited him more. He didn't relax the steady pressure. His cock went deeper into her ass and she knew he was in too far for him to stop.
He gave another shove and his prick went all the way into her asshole. She screamed with pain. He could have hurt her even worse but he didn't move. He gave her time to get used to the swollen cock inside her asshole. Her body was rocked with white-hot pain for a long while. Finally she felt it start to go away.
It was only then did he start to move. He still moved slowly. His cock went in and out of her asshole and she could feel the steady slap of his balls against her. He opened up her asshole. It started to feel less sore.
"You're going to love it, baby," he assured her. "You're going to love getting your asshole fucked by the time I'm through with you."
He kept working his prick in and out of her asshole. He reached around and started playing with the outside of her pussy. She started to feel a tingling sensation in her pussy. The tingling sensation started to grow into a warmth that was spreading.
"See there," Bobby said. He could feel her body suddenly responding. "I knew you'd like it. You're starting to love it, baby. Pretty soon you're going to be wanting it in the asshole all the time."
She didn't think she would but it was starting to feel nice. She could feel the warmth on the insides of her thighs. She moaned when his fingers moved up and started sliding into her cunt. He started stabbing them into her cunt with the same motion he used to fuck her asshole.
"Yeah," he said. "I can feel your cunt getting hot again. Just relax, baby, and you'll learn to love it."
She might have denied it with her mouth but there was no way she could deny it with her body. She was starting to like what he was doing to her. It was crazy but she couldn't help it. Her body was starting to heat up again.
His other hand gripped her titty. She could feel his teeth biting at her back. He was just like an animal, but this animal was making her feel pleasure. She started rocking back against his cock even harder. Her belly felt hot as hell.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "Oh God, fuck me hard. I want you to fuck my ass as hard as you can."
"I'm going to give it to you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to give you everything you want."
She could picture him grinning as he started ramming her asshole. This time he was really pounding her. His prick was getting deep inside her belly and was making her body rock with pleasure. She could feel his finger searching for her clit. She screamed again as his fingers started tugging at her hard little bud.
"Oh God, that's it," she cried. "You're going to make me come. Oh Jesus, you're going to make me fucking come!"
His fingers started ramming into her harder and harder. He slowed his cock down a little and she could feel how big and thick it was. She knew he was slowing down because he had almost lost control of himself. His prick was already leaking plenty of hot cum into her hot asshole.
"Oh shit, I'm coming," she screamed. "Shit, I'm coming. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Oh Jesus, it feels so good. OH FUCKING SHIT!"
She rammed her ass back against him as her juices soaked his stroking fingers. She couldn't control the wild movements of her body. She kept pounding her ass back against his cock until the last wild spasm had shook her. She shook her head to clear it. She had never thought she could have an orgasm like this. It left her feeling weak and helpless. She tried to move her ass back against his prick but she didn't have any strength left.
"Fantastic, baby," he groaned. "You've got a fantastic piece of ass. You really know how to fuck!"
He started slamming her hard again and this time she knew he was going to take her all the way. His hands gripped her titties and he acted like he was trying to ram his prick all the way up to her mouth.
"You're going to get a hot load this time, bitch," he told her. "You're going to get an asshole full of cum!"
He rammed her as hard as he could. She was nearly driven off the blanket. She felt hurt by his pounding cock but she was hurt even more as she looked up and saw a boy she'd never seen before. He was standing there watching them, his eyes wide open with shock.
"There's someone watching," she told Bobby.
"I see him," Bobby said. "Just keep moving that sweet ass!"
She could feel Bobby's prick getting bigger inside her. She could feel the tension in his body. She knew he was going to come. It seemed sick to do it with this young boy watching but there was nothing she could do. She would take whatever Bobby wanted to give.
"Bitch," Bobby screamed. "You goddamned asshole bitch! I'm shooting my cum. I'm shooting my fucking cum! OH FUCK, FUUUUCK!"
He rammed it into her asshole as deep as he could and she felt his jism. He kept working his cock in and out of her asshole until the cum was dripping down the backs of her thighs. Finally she felt him give one last shove and he seemed to exhaust himself. He carefully pulled his prick out of her asshole and fell onto his back. He seemed to notice the boy again. The youngster hadn't moved. It was like his feet had been rooted to the ground by fear and excitement.
"Come here, boy," Bobby said.
Ginger started gathering up her clothes. She wanted to hide her naked body from this child. Bobby reached out and jerked her skirt away from her.
"Knock it off," he said. "The boy's been looking at you. He wants a closer look. Tell him to come over."
She wanted to protest but she couldn't. She turned to the boy and motioned him to come over. The boy was white as a sheet and looking at Ginger's body as though he could never get enough of her. For a moment she didn't think he was going to come. Then he started walking toward them.
"What's your name, boy?" Bobby asked.
"Edward," the boy answered.
"You like looking at my sister's tits, Edward?" Bobby asked.
"Yes sir," the boy answered.
"Would you like to feel them?"
"Yes," Edward answered.
"Go ahead. She won't mind."
She felt sick and ashamed of herself as the young boy reached up and touched one of Ginger's creamy tits. He swallowed nervously as he ran his fingers around her tit to the nipple. He rubbed his hand around her tit and over to the other.
"Greedy little bastard," Bobby said. "But go ahead, Edward. Enjoy yourself. I'm going to take myself a little nap. The bitch is yours until I wake up. She'll do anything you want."
Ginger couldn't believe it. Bobby rolled over onto his side and closed his eyes. She felt Edward caressing her tits a little more. He was looking at her with hot eyes and she knew what he wanted. Ginger didn't like the idea of a boy playing with her, but Bobby had said it had to be this way. She had to do what Bobby wanted.
"What do you want?" Ginger asked him.
"What you were doing to him a little while ago," Edward said. "You had it in your mouth."
The little bastard sure knew what he wanted. Ginger shrugged her shoulders. She would give him what he wanted. It didn't matter to her anymore. She was just something to give pleasure to her men.
She sank down on her knees in front of the young boy. Her fingers expertly unzipped his pants and she slipped her hand inside and found his warm cock. She carefully pulled it out of his trousers and held it in her fingers.
She had never seen such a small cock. It was going to be no chore to suck it. She looked up at the boy's nervous, excited face. She decided to give him a show. She slowly pushed her tongue out until the tip of her tongue touched his cockhead. She felt the shudder that went through the boy's cock. It started getting harder.
"Is this what you want?" she asked.
Edward gasped as she swallowed almost all of his prick. She started chewing on his prick with her teeth and lips. She worked her lips all the way down to his balls. She let it slide out of her mouth with a soft plop.
"Why don't you pull your jeans down?" she asked.
She was starting to get into this. This nervous, excited boy was making her feel excited. She helped him pull his jeans down to his knees and then to free his cock and balls from his tight jockey shorts.
"Ummm," she said. "I like to suck cock. There's nothing I like more than sucking a big cock!"
The young boy was so excited that she felt her lewd words would make him come. But she gave him more than that. She lowered her head and let his cockhead slip into her mouth. This time she slowly took all of his cock into her wet mouth. She swallowed his prick all the way down to his balls.
"Oh God," the young boy groaned. "Oh God, that's good!" She ran her fingers up the backs of his thighs and clutched his asscheeks. She worked a finger into his tiny asshole as she started to suck him. She felt him pushing his prick into her mouth. She could feel his prick growing bigger and she quickly pulled her head back.
"You want to fuck me?" she asked him.
"Oh God, yes," he groaned.
She leaned back and raised her knees slightly. She parted her thighs so that he could see her plump pussy lips. The youngster swallowed nervously. She reached up and took hold of his cock.
"Come on, honey," she said. "My pussy won't bite you."
The young boy dropped down on her quickly. He frantically tried to slam his young cock into her pussy hole. He didn't make it. His prick kept stabbing all over except at the right place. Calmly Ginger reached down and grasped his prick. She carefully guided it to the entrance to her burning pussy.
"Shove it in," she whispered. "Shove it all the way in!"
The young boy thrust hard and his small prick went all the way inside her pussy. Ginger moaned softly. His prick wasn't big but it felt good inside her pussy. She started rolling her ass and the boy grunted.
"I've never felt anything like this,' he said. "Oh shit, it feels so good!"
"Go ahead and fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me hard. Isn't that what you want to do?"
He started humping her as fast as he could. She wished his cock was a little bigger. She knew she wasn't going to be able to come with such a small cock. Yet it did feel nice enough inside her.
"That's right, baby," she said, stroking the back of his head. "Put it to me hard. Fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck!"
She could feel his cock getting bigger and slippery inside her. She knew that some of his hot cock cream was leaking inside her. She started moving her ass faster and rubbing her tits against his chest.
"Oh God," he groaned. "God, I'm going to come. I'm going to blow my wad. OH SHIT!" He pushed all the way into her pussy and she felt his hot cream spurting inside her. He gave a couple more shoves and then his prick went soft and started sliding out of her. She pushed the young boy off her gently.
Now he looked a little surprised by what she had let him do. He quickly zipped up his fly and practically ran away. She rolled over on her side and found Bobby watching her. He was grinning lewdly.
"You liked that little cock, didn't you?" Bobby asked.
"Damn you," she whispered.
Bobby only laughed.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ginger was pleasantly surprised at dinner that evening. Her father demanded that everyone dress up for dinner. It seemed like she had suddenly been transported into one of those old time movies with everyone dressed in fancy suits and ties. Sarah wore an off-the- shoulder blue gown that revealed plenty of her. creamy tits. Ginger wore her fanciest green gown that fit her lush figure perfectly.
Meg served the dinner. She passed close to Ginger a couple of times and Ginger kept wondering why Meg seemed to look at her as if she could kill her. Ginger couldn't remember doing anything to Meg.
Ginger leaned over and spoke softly to Sarah. "Why is Meg looking at me like she hates me?"
"She wants to marry Raymond," Sarah said. "She says she is in love with him."
"But what's that got to do with me?" Ginger asked.
"You'll find out soon," Sarah promised. Ginger was to find out after supper. After supper she went upstairs and she was surprised that nobody went with her. Perhaps Bobby was growing tired of her?
She found out quickly enough why nobody had come up with her.
She was met on the stairs by her brother, Raymond. Raymond had always acted shy around her. He hadn't spoken more than a few words to her. Tonight he held a package in his hands. He handed it to her.
"What is this?" she asked.
"Go upstairs," he said. "Put these on. I'll be up later."
"I don't understand," she said.
"It's my turn," Raymond said.
Then Ginger understood why Meg had been so angry downstairs. It was all right for Ginger to screw her father. But Raymond was something special for Meg. She wanted to marry him. And Meg knew that tonight Raymond would be with his little sister.
Ginger thought for a moment about refusing. Then she realized that refusal would only mean more problems. At least Raymond wasn't as violent as Bobby.
Ginger went upstairs to her room. She took the items out of the package that Raymond had given her. He had given her clothes that looked like something out of a dirty movie. There was a low cut black bra and a pair of black panties. There was also a black garter belt and stockings and a pair of black high- heeled shoes.
Ginger took a quick shower before she dressed herself in Raymond's outfit. She finally stood in front of her bedroom mirror and looked at herself. She looked positively lewd. She didn't even look like herself. It made her shiver.
She heard footsteps out in the hallway and then a soft knock on her door. That surprised her. She wasn't used to people knocking around that house.
"Come in," she said.
Raymond came into the room. He hadn't changed his clothes. He looked no different than he had downstairs except his face was a little redder. She could smell alcohol on his breath as he moved closer to her.
"Hot damn," Raymond said. "You're better looking than Meg ever was in that outfit. Turn around, baby!"
It gave her a funny feeling to know that Meg had once worn this same outfit. She didn't let it show in her face as she did a turn for him. Tonight she was going to make Raymond happy. She didn't know why but she liked him better than any of the brothers. He didn't turn her on as much, but she liked him.
"You look real good," he said. "Real good!"
She came into his arms willingly. He kissed her mouth and she tasted his tongue thrusting into her mouth. She started rubbing her tongue against his for a few moments. Raymond's tongue felt nice. So did the hands that crept up the backs of her legs and gripped her shapely ass.
He pulled her tight against him so that she could feel the hardened cock in his pants. She started rubbing her cunt against his prick and she felt it getting even harder.
"Damn," he said, pushing her away. "You get me hard quick!"
She reached down and brushed her hand across the front of his pants. She could feel the throbbing in his cock. He really was excited. She traced the entire length of his cock with her fingers. His hardened prick seemed to stretch halfway down his leg.
"You've got a big one," Ginger said. "I hope you know how to use that thing."
"You'd better believe it, baby," Raymond said.
Ginger felt kind of dreamy. She didn't know why but she wanted to do everything she could to make Raymond happy. She went down on her knees in front of him and she started undoing his belt. She got it open and she slipped her hand inside his pants and gripped his naked cock.
He started groaning as her fingers slid up no and down his meaty cock. His cock had to be the biggest one she'd seen yet. It was long and thick and the head was a deep purple. It made her tremble just to have it in her hand.
"Beautiful," she said. "Your cock is beautiful."
It didn't seem possible but somehow it seemed to get bigger in the tight grip of her fingers. She laced her hand a little tighter around his cock and eased it out of his trousers.
"Kiss it, Sister," he told her. "Kiss my cock for me!"
His hands twisted in her thick hair and he pulled her face closer to his prick. She smelled him. Her lips touched the head of his throbbing prick.
"God," he groaned. "Oh God, that's nice."
She pulled back her head and started letting her silky hair rub against his swollen prick. She could feel some of his sticky cum on her face. She bent her head closer again and started running her tongue around the cum-stained prickhead. She opened her mouth and let the throbbing prickhead slide into her mouth. Her teeth skimmed the most sensitive part of his prick. She pulled her head back and let her tongue rub the purplish cockhead.
"Oh shit, baby," Raymond groaned. "Take it into your mouth. Take it inside your fucking mouth!"
She was having a good time. She could sense the effect she was having on Raymond. It was almost as though she had him in her control. She started sliding her teeth against the meat once again, but this time Raymond wasn't going to be satisfied with that.
"Come on, you bitch," he screamed.
His hands gripped the back of her head and he forced her mouth down on his rigid cock. She let herself relax and took the entire length of his throbbing cock into her mouth. Her teeth touched his balls and she closed her teeth against his cock and slowly pulled her head back.
"Oh shit, that feels so fucking good," he groaned.
Her teeth nibbled at the swollen head of his cock. She lifted one hand to his swollen balls and she started fingering them. She could feel the tension building in his body.
"Oh shit, you know how to suck it," he moaned. "Fuck, you sure know how to suck cock!"
Her fingers kept caressing his balls while her mouth took his cockhead inside once again. She sucked him so deep that she could feel his cockhead at the back of her throat. She tasted some of his salty cum. She drew her head back and looked up at him.
She made sure he could see her licking away his cum from the corner of her mouth.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned.
He jerked her head back to his cock. This time she opened her mouth wide and once again took his cock in all the way to the back of her throat. She started bobbing her head, feeling some more of his thick cum dripping down her throat.
"That's it, bitch," he groaned. "Suck it good. Oh shit, that feels so fucking fine!"
She started bobbing her head as fast as she could, feeling his throbbing prick filling her mouth. She thought he was going to come in her mouth. She could feel his prick getting more swollen and she got ready for the hot gush of his cum.
Instead he pushed her away.
"Get on the bed," he said.
She went over and stretched out on the bed. Raymond quickly stripped off all his clothes. He was a big, hairy, muscular young man and his cock really was beautiful. Ginger felt a catch in her throat as she looked at it. She suddenly wanted that hard cock in her cunt. She could feel her hot juices soaking her panties.
He went over and stretched out on the bed beside her. He kissed her mouth and stabbed his fat tongue into it. She wiggled her tongue against his as she felt his hands move up her side and around her back to unhook her bra. She caught her breath as he pulled it off and her heavy tits fell loose. His fingers started massaging her lust-swollen tits.
His fingers rubbed her nipples and made them stiff as rocks. She moaned and pushed them against his hands. He squeezed her tits a little harder. His wet lips moved down the front of her body and he started sucking on one big tit. She felt him sucking the hard nipple into his mouth and biting on it gently.
"God, that's nice," she groaned. "That's so fucking fine."
His hot mouth started moving quickly from one hot tit to the other . She felt him biting her hot flesh and then licking the bite with his tongue. She could feel her tits getting raw and achy. She crossed her legs together but it didn't help the sudden hunger between her legs.
She felt his hands sliding underneath her again. He slipped his hands inside her panties to grip her asscheeks. She felt his hands gripping her tightly and one finger probing at her asshole. She groaned as his finger stabbed into her asshole.
"Take my panties off," she whispered. "Oh God, I need that big, stiff cock inside me!" She lifted her ass while he slipped the panties down her legs. She kicked them off and spread her legs wide. She moaned as his hand covered her pussy hole. He drove three fingers inside her cunt and started moving them around. He was touching every part of her cunt. She shivered in pleasure as his fingers brushed against her clitty.
"Oh God, that's fine," she groaned. "You do that to me so good. Oh, that's fine."
Her fingers found his cock again. She gripped his prick tightly. She pressed his cockhead against her thighs and she could feel some of his cum wetting her skin. She could only think about how good it was going to feel to have his rigid prick deep inside her.
"Come on, baby," she whispered. "I want you to fuck me. I need your big cock inside me so bad!"
She had left her high-heeled shoes and stockings on. She knew that was what he wanted. She started pulling him to her cunt. She spread her legs wide. She felt his swollen cockhead pressed against her plump cuntlips.
He moved forward and she felt his cockhead press just inside her cuntlips. It made her dizzy. She reached down and grabbed his swollen balls. She started fingering them, trying to make him crazy so that he would drive his rigid prick inside her.
But Raymond took it slow and easy. He pressed a little more of his cock inside her and then pulled out. She started trying to wrap her legs around him and to move her ass up to force his cock inside. He kept moving away.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "I'm so hot all over. Please put your cock inside me and fuck me good!"
His hands still clutched her asscheeks. He kept moving slowly. She could feel only half his cock inside her and it was driving her crazy. She kept moving around like her ass was on fire but she couldn't get him to put his cock any farther into her cunt.
"Oh God, I'm so hot," she screamed. "Won't you please fuck me. Oh God, give it to me!"
"You want it bad, baby?" he asked.
"Goddamn you," she groaned. "You know I do. You know I want it bad. Please give it to me!"
He laughed as he finally drove his prick all the way into her tight pussy. She screamed as she felt his swollen cockhead going all the way into her belly. He left it there for a moment and she could feel shivers going through her body. His hands lifted her up as he started pounding her pussy.
"Oh God, that's nice," she moaned. "Oh God, that's so fucking nice. Oh, you sweet bastard!"
He gave it to her hard for a few moments and then he relaxed. He started fucking her in slow, deep strokes. She could feel his prick throbbing as he moved it inside her.
"That's so fucking sweet," he said. "I'm fucking my little sister. I'm getting a little piece of my sister's ass!"
He continued to thrust his swollen cock into her cunt. At the same time his finger started probing her asshole. It was almost like getting two hard cocks at once. She moaned softly. It felt so fucking good.
"Give it to me hard, Raymond," she moaned. "I love it, baby. Give it to me really hard!"
"You sweet little bitch," he said. "I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off. I'm going to fuck it off!"
She lifted her legs and locked them around his back. She felt his cock sliding in deeper. She could feel some of his dripping cum mixing with her juices and making it easier for him to thrust into her. Already his cock was making wet sounds each time he rammed it inside her pussy.
Now he really started ramming his hard cock into her pussy. She felt his finger being driven way up into her asshole. It made her lift her ass higher and take his cock deeper. She tightened her legs around his back.
"That's what I need, baby," she moaned. "That's what I need so bad. I love your big cock!"
She could feel the hot aching in her belly. She knew she didn't have long left. Her entire body was shaking as the first hot shivers shot down the inside of her creamy thighs.
"It's making me come," she screamed. "Oh shit, your cock feels so big and good. It's making me come! Oh shit, it's nice. It's so fucking nice. SHIT, BABY!"
Her body shook with hot explosions that only made Raymond drive his prick into her harder. She felt tired from the wicked spasms that rocked her. The last spasms passed through her and left her weak. But he wasn't going to let her stop. She felt his fingers dig into her asscheeks.
"Don't stop moving your ass, baby," he groaned. "Don't you stop moving your fucking ass!"
She didn't stop. She kept working her ass up and down until she could feel his prick getting bigger and more of his cum leaking into her.
"You're going to come," she whispered. "Come on, baby. Shoot your jism up my pussy!"
"You bitch," he said. "All you think about is fucking. All you can think about is hot cum up your pussy. Well, I'm going to give it to you, bitch! I'm going to shoot it up your hot pussy!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh God, yes!" He gave it to her harder and she could feel his prick leaking a little more. His heavy balls slapped her hard. Once again she reached down and fingered his heavy balls.
"Shoot your cum," she groaned. "Shoot it now!"
"Goddamn bitch," Raymond moaned. "You goddamn bitch. I'm shooting it. I'm shooting! YOU BITCH, HERE IT COMES! HERE IT FUCKING COMES!"
He slammed his cock deep into her and she felt his prickhead exploding in wads of thick jism. He kept ramming it into her as his cum started spilling out the sides of her cunt, wetting her thighs and the bed beneath her. He worked his prick in and out of her a few more times. Finally she felt him stop.
"Oh fuck," he said. "You're everything that Bobby and the old man said you were!" Ginger felt a little pang of guilt as she thought about the little girl she had been and the woman that Raymond had just fucked. She quickly put it out of her mind.
She was learning to enjoy fucking, even if it was with her own brothers.
CHAPTER NINE
Nobody bothered Ginger the next morning and she decided to walk around the place. She hadn't really seen much of the farm since she'd arrived. She dressed in a pair of short-shorts. and a halter top since it was warm outside.
Sarah made her breakfast and didn't comment on where the men were. Ginger figured that they had gone into town.
She took deep breaths as she walked outside. At least the air smelled good out here. She walked over to the barn and took a look inside. It was dark and smelled of hay. She walked inside. It looked just as she'd expected --kind of boring. She started to walk back outside when the back door suddenly slammed shut. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness. Then she recognized Meg standing in front of the door.
"What do you want?" Ginger asked.
"I'm going to claw your eyes out, bitch," Meg said softly.
It was not what she expected even though she knew that Meg was angry. She took a deep breath as Meg advanced toward her. There was a wild look in the young girl's eyes.
"Why do you hate me?" Ginger asked. "You know why. You come around here swishing your pretty ass at all the men. You get them all hot for you and they don't look at me anymore. I'm going to teach you."
"I didn't do that on purpose," Ginger said. "It doesn't matter, bitch," Meg said. "When I'm through with you they're not going to want to fuck you anymore. Not without a bag over your head."
Ginger realized that the young girl was serious. She screamed for help just before Meg charged at her like an angry animal. Ginger guarded her face from clawing fingernails but she wasn't able to keep teeth from biting at her shoulder. She punched at the young farm girl but Meg was just too strong.
Ginger felt herself being knocked over backwards and Meg straddled her. Meg held her arms down and rested her weight against her so that Ginger couldn't move. Her naked face was easily exposed to Meg's sharp fingernails.
"Oh God, Meg," Ginger moaned. "Please don't claw me. I won't let them anymore. Oh God, please don't."
Meg placed her hand against Ginger's face. She lightly ran one fingernail down the side of her face.
"I'm going to claw your face to pieces, you little bitch," Meg said. "Nobody's ever going to want to look at you again."
Ginger was as scared as she had ever been. All she could think about was how her face was going to look after Meg had done with it. And she thought about the pain while her face was being cut to ribbons by Meg's long fingernails.
"Oh God," she moaned again. "Please don't do this to me. Please, Meg."
"I haven't had a decent fuck since you came here," Meg said. "You've kept me from getting my cock regular. You're a little bitch and I'm going to fix your ass."
"Please, Meg," she begged again.
She could feel herself trembling with fear but there was nothing she could do. She tried to push Meg off her but Meg clamped her legs tightly and held her down easily.
"Don't claw me," she moaned. "Please don't claw me. I'll do anything you want. I'll make it up to you. Please don't claw me!" Meg rubbed her fingernails lightly across Ginger's face again. Ginger knew she wasn't cut yet but she couldn't help but feel the imagined pain.
Meg suddenly made a movement that wasn't totally made to keep Ginger on the ground. It was kind of a sexy movement. She was rubbing her cunt against Ginger and Ginger realized it.
"I haven't had a good fuck since you came here," Meg said. "Maybe you could make that up to me."
"Anything," Ginger promised.
"Maybe you could eat my pussy," Meg said.
Ginger turned a little pale as she realized what Meg wanted. She didn't want anything to do with that. She started to shake her head and she remembered the ugly look on Meg's face. She didn't want to do anything that would make Meg carry out her promise to claw her face. Perhaps she could do what Meg wanted. Anything was better than having her face clawed.
"I'll do anything you want," she said.
Meg nodded her head and a dreamy expression came over her face. She stood up but she kept wary eyes on the young blond as if to make sure she didn't escape.
"I'm going to make sure you do this right, baby," Meg said. I'm going to make you make up to me for all the cock I haven't been getting lately."
Ginger swallowed nervously as she watched Meg unbutton her blouse. She stripped it off her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her pert tits were brownly tanned. She looked really gorgeous. Her nipples looked as big and hard as pebbles.
"You like my tits, baby," she said. "You like my big tits. The men around here like my tits. They think they really taste good. You're going to like them also."
Ginger got up on her hands and knees as Meg moved closer. She took the nipple inside her mouth. She closed her eyes and began to suck on it. It wasn't bad. She took more of the creamy tit inside her mouth. She bit down gently on the titty-flesh.
"Come on, bitch," Meg said. "You can do better than that. Suck on them hard. Really suck on them!"
It wasn't so bad and Ginger opened her mouth wider and began sucking as hard as she could on the swollen titties. She kept moving her mouth from one creamy tit to the other. She bit down gently on the titty-flesh and started rubbing her tongue across the bite. Meg's hands began to move down Ginger's body to her tits. Ginger didn't like it but she felt her tits getting swollen.
"Oh God," Meg groaned. "Now you're doing it. Now you're making me crazy as hell!" Meg unhooked Ginger's halter top and began running her fingers over Ginger's naked tits. Ginger had to pull her face away to take a breath. It was then that she noticed that the door was slightly open and Bobby stood there. He had a smile on his face.
"Thank God," Ginger groaned. "You've got to stop her, Bobby. She was going to claw me."
"Stop her?" Bobby asked, laughing. "Hell, honey, I'm not going to stop her. I'm going to stay and watch."
Bobby let the door shut behind him. He leaned against the door and folded his arms across his chest. She realized that she had no hope. Bobby wasn't going to do anything except help Meg.
"Come on, bitch," Meg said. "Play with my tits. Suck on them. I'm not finished with you."
Ginger moved her lips back to Meg's tits. She started licking and sucking once more. Meg pushed her head down. Ginger's lips rubbed across Meg's belly to the top of her shorts.
"I want you to take a good look at this, honey," Meg said.
Meg peeled up her skirt and Ginger immediately smelled the muskiness of Meg's pussy. She had never seen so much hair on a woman. Meg's pussy looked like a real bush. She felt Meg's hands on the back of her head.
"Come on, sugar," Meg said. "Come on and make up to me for all that cock I haven't been getting."
Ginger felt her face being pushed into Meg's cunt. Her face touched the hairy pussy. She started licking. She didn't like it, but she had no choice. Meg tightened her hands on the back of Ginger's head.
"Sweet Jesus," Meg said. "You like to eat me, baby. You like having your nose up Meg's cunt!"
Meg rubbed her face into the pussy a few minutes longer.
"Strip everything off," Meg suddenly said. "I want you bareassed when you suck my cunt!"
Ginger looked at Bobby, who was still smiling. She knew she would be forced to do anything that Meg wanted. She shrugged her shoulders. It wasn't like she hadn't been naked in front of them before. She unzipped her shorts and peeled them off. She could feel the hot eyes of her brother on her cunt as she peeled off her panties.
"You are a good looking little bitch," Meg said. "I'm going to enjoy this."
Meg went over and sat down on the ground. She leaned back against a bundle of hay and spread her legs wide. Ginger could see the puffy pink lips of her cunt. Meg motioned her over.
"Do a good job on me, baby," Meg groaned. "Eat my pussy good!"
Ginger put her face between Meg's legs. She didn't have any choice as she felt her face being smothered in Meg's sticky pussy. She slowly pushed her tongue between Meg's cuntlips. Her cunt tasted salty. She pushed her tongue deeper and felt Meg wiggle in pleasure. She felt Meg's hands on the back of her head.
"Eat me good," Meg groaned. "That's the way to use your fucking tongue!"
Ginger knew she had to look lewd to Bobby as she buried her face in Meg's cunt. But there was nothing she could do about it. She started lapping up the juices of Meg's pussy. She was making loud, sucking noises that Bobby could easily hear. There was nothing she could do about that either.
She started driving her tongue deeper into Meg's pussy. She wasn't really enjoying herself but she wanted to get this over with as quickly as she could.
"Oh God," Meg groaned. "You're doing me good, baby! You're eating me good!"
She began driving her tongue into Meg's pussy as fast as she could. Her tongue brushed across Meg's clitty and she felt Meg's entire body trembling. She brushed her tongue against the hard little bud once again. Meg's ass started bucking up against her lips.
"That's right," Bobby said. "You know what she wants. She's loving it. Meg's loving it!"
Ginger remembered how good it had felt to have her own pussy eaten. She remembered what had been done to her. She carefully sucked up Meg's clitty between her lips. She began to chew on the hard bud as gently as she could.
Ginger began sucking a little harder as she felt Meg going crazy. Meg's lush body was shaking from side to side and she was making little gasping sounds deep inside her throat. Ginger spit out the clitty but she immediately began stabbing her tongue into the hot, spicy pussy once again.
"Hot damn," Meg shouted. "Shit, use that little tongue on me. You know you're making me crazy. Use that fucking little tongue on me!"
Ginger could feel more of Meg's pussy juices filling her mouth. Meg's ass had started coming up off the ground. Ginger's tongue was getting deeper inside the other girl's pussy.
"Play with my tits," Meg begged. "Oh God, I'm so hot all over. Please play with my hot tits!"
Ginger ran her hands up Meg's body and started fingering the big, shapely tits. She ran her fingers over the nipples and she felt them starting to get really hard.
"That's right," Meg shouted. "That's what I want! Oh shit, treat me good, baby!"
Ginger felt Bobby behind her. She felt his hands stroking her ass and then moving around to grab her tits. His rough fingers started teasing her nipples. There was no way she could escape from him. His hands cupped her tits and squeezed hard. She could feel a little spasm of delight going through her.
"Eat her good, baby," Bobby said. "Eat up her pussy. I like to watch you eat cunt. It gets me hard as hell!"
Ginger didn't have to lift her head to know what Bobby was doing. She knew that he was taking off his clothes. She wasn't surprised when she felt Bobby's cock rubbing between the crack of her ass. She knew what was going to happen even before it happened. She suddenly felt Bobby's hands in her hair.
"Turn around here, bitch," Bobby said. "Get my cock wet with your mouth!"
Meg hated to give her up but she wasn't about to fight with Bobby. Ginger felt herself being twisted away from Meg's pussy. Bobby's cock rubbed against her mouth. She didn't hesitate. She opened her mouth and sucked Bobby's cock up. She sucked his prick all the way into her throat and held him there for as long as she could. She finally slid her mouth about halfway down his staff but she kept sucking as hard as she could.
"Goddamn bitch is like having a suction pump on your cock," Bobby groaned.
She started a slow bobbing of head, letting his stiff prick slide over her silky tongue and into the back of her throat. She wanted to keep sucking Bobby's cock. She didn't want to have to go back to making Meg happy again.
But she wasn't going to get what she wanted because Bobby pushed her away.
"Now you've got it wet, baby," Bobby said. "Don't be greedy. Now turn around and finish your job. Eat Meg's cunt good. I want to watch Meg come while I'm fucking your ass!"
Both of them were like animals. She was given no choice as she felt Meg's hands in her hair. Her head was tugged around again. She found her face forced back into Meg's cunt. She started licking and sucking while behind her Bobby started rubbing his cock against the crack of her ass once again. She got ready for what she knew was going to happen.
She felt Bobby's throbbing prickhead pushed against her asshole. She pushed her tongue deeper into Meg's cunt as Bobby gave a hard shove and his prickhead popped into her tight asshole. It still felt sore and uncomfortable but she knew that nothing was going to stop Bobby.
"Sweet Jesus," Bobby groaned, as he rammed her again. She felt his prick going deep into her asshole. His balls touched her asscheeks. He pulled out and rammed her again.
He reached around and started fingering her pussy and she felt herself getting wet. He started to fuck her with hard, deep strokes that almost matched Meg's.
She started sucking on Meg's clitty again. She could feel the young girl going crazy. Already there were signs that Meg wasn't going to be able to take much more. Her ass was coming off the ground and her tits felt really swollen in Ginger's hands.
"You're driving me crazy, you little bitch," Meg screamed. "You're making me crazy as hell. Oh God, give it to me!"
She released Meg's clitty and started driving her tongue into the wet pussy once again. She had to lift her head and take a breath but then Meg's strong hands crammed her face back into the hot pussy and she knew she wouldn't be able to move until Meg released her.
"Don't stop eating me," Meg shouted. "I'm almost there. Don't stop eating me now!"
Bobby was gently pushing his prick in and out of Ginger's asshole, but his fingers cramming into Ginger's pussy were not gentle. They were stabbing in and out of her cunt like hot pokers and caressing every part of her cunt. She knew that Bobby was getting just the effect he wanted. His hot fingers made her thrust her tongue faster into Meg's pussy.
"Oh God," Meg screamed. "Oh yes, that's it. Oh God, I'm going to come! OH GOD, I'M COMING!"
Ginger felt Meg's hands pulling her tightly and she couldn't move her head. A gush of hot pussy juice smeared her mouth and face. She had to start swallowing as she felt some of the tangy juice leaking down her throat. She swallowed as fast as she could but she still couldn't contain it all.
She started choking for breath and finally Meg released her. Meg gave a satisfied sigh and her head dropped back on the hay. Ginger was able to raise her head and take a few deep breaths. Once again she became aware of Bobby driving his fat prick into her asshole. She could feel the steady beat of his heavy balls against her asscheeks.
"Finish her, Meg," Bobby said. "Goddamn it, move your ass. Stick your face up Ginger's pussy and finish her!"
Meg obediently twisted around and put her face underneath Ginger's cunt. Ginger was already dripping juice. Meg wasn't hesitant about sticking her face up into Ginger's wet cunt. Ginger moaned as she felt the sweet pressure of Meg's tongue slide into her. "You like that, don't you, little Sister?"
Bobby asked.
"Oh God, yes," she answered. "I know it's wrong but I like it. Oh God, I like it!"
Meg started pushing her tongue frantically in and out of Ginger's cunt. She was a lot more experienced at eating cunt than Ginger had been. Her tongue went deep but it also seemed to brush against Ginger's clitty every time it thrust.
"What a tight fucking ass," Bobby moaned. "Shit, I love giving it to her in the ass. Oh shit, it's nice!"
Bobby started to pound her harder and she could feel his prick getting thicker. She could feel some of his cum already dripping into her steamy cavern. She started bucking her ass back against him, taking as much as she could manage.
"Oh shit," Bobby moaned. "You're going to rip it off, bitch. You're going to fucking rip it off!"
Bobby's prick started thrusting harder and harder and Ginger felt more of his leaking cum. She gave herself to the wonderful pleasure of Meg's thrusting tongue. She lowered her weight completely on Meg's face; Meg made no attempt to get away. Instead Ginger felt as if Meg was going to suck her clitty right out of her.
"Oh shit," Ginger moaned. "Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. I'm going to come! I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. OH SHIT!"
Ginger felt wild pleasure rock her body. She felt as if her body were being split apart. She felt more of her juice flood Meg's mouth and she could hear Meg coughing. She didn't care if Meg drowned in her tangy juices. She pressed her cunt harder against Meg's face as the last few ripples of pleasure raced through her body. She could feel Bobby driving his cock harder into her asshole. She felt his dripping cum coming out of her asshole. His cock went deeper and she could feel his body tense.
"I'm going to pump it into you, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to pump my cum into your butt. Get ready for it, bitch. Get fucking ready because here I come! OH SHIT, FUCK, FUUCK!"
He rammed his prick into her again and his prick exploded in a gush of hot prick cream. She felt it dripping down the backs of her thighs. He gave her another hard thrust and she felt more of his cum dripping out of her asshole. He really filled her ass up with what felt like a gallon of his cum.
"Shit," Bobby groaned. "Shit, you are something else."
CHAPTER TEN
Ginger, Bobby, and Meg walked out of the barn and into the bright sunlight. It hurt Ginger's eyes so much that she had to close them for a moment. She finally opened them again and she was shocked by what she saw. There was an old truck parked in the front yard. Ginger's sister-in-law, Sarah, was bent over her husband. He looked as if he had been badly beaten. Both his eyes were shut and there were ugly bruises all over his face.
Beside them stood the man that Ginger had met in town. The young man named John that Bobby had been so angry at.
"What the hell is going on here?" Bobby asked.
"I just finished whipping your brother's ass," John said softly. "Hell, he wasn't as tough as your other brother Raymond. Or even your old man. I put them both into the hospital this afternoon."
"Have you gone crazy?" Bobby asked. "What the hell did you do that for?"
"Because you're an asshole," John said. "Because everyone in your family is an asshole. Especially you."
Ginger expected to see Bobby go crazy and attack John. After all, he had talked about beating John's ass one day. But instead Bobby didn't move. He looked almost afraid. It was hard to believe that Bobby could be afraid of anyone, especially not this skinny young man.
"Now I'm going to whip your ass good," John said. "I owe you the most. I've saved a long time to get out of this filthy town and today's the day I make all my dreams come true."
"I'll kill you," Bobby said.
"You're a chickenshit mother," John said. "You don't have the balls to mess with a man. Just with the girls."
Bobby screamed in rage and attacked. John stepped to one side and smashed Bobby in the face. Bobby turned. One eye was already getting black. He swung at John and missed. John kicked him in the stomach and Bobby went down on his knees. John kicked him in the face and Bobby fell over on his face.
John didn't let it stop there. He picked Bobby up and started smashing his fist into Bobby's face. Bobby's face looked like raw meat when he finally stopped hitting him.
Bobby was begging him to stop when he finally did. It sickened Ginger to see the man she had been so afraid of. He was just a coward who talked big. John had shown him up for what he was.
John ignored Meg and Ginger but he turned to Sarah. She was still on her knees beside her husband. She was rubbing his bleeding head.
"And you, Sarah?" John said. "You're as big a bitch as they are bastards. You enjoyed watching them turn an innocent young girl into a whore. Didn't you."
Sarah turned pale. She started trying to scramble away but John blocked her path.
"Don't hit me," Sarah pleaded. "Oh God, please don't hit me. I didn't do anything."
"You're a cheap whore."
"I'm not," Sarah pleaded. "I tried to help her. I did."
"You lying bitch," John said. "You enjoyed it. Tell me the truth, goddamn it. Didn't you enjoy it!"
He reached down and grabbed a handful of Sarah's black hair. The older woman lifted her face in fear and pain. She nodded her head and John let her go. There was a peculiar smile on his face as he turned and looked back at the brothers.
"You've fucked everybody else's wife in town," John told the two injured brothers. "I guess it's time somebody did the same for you."
Ginger couldn't believe it was happening. John grabbed Sarah's head again. He pulled her head back until she was squinting in pain. He moved forward so that his pants rubbed against her face.
"Beg me for my cock, Sarah. Tell me you want my cum in your mouth. And beg me loud enough for your brother and your husband to hear."
"You bastard," Art said. He tried to get up but something inside of him was busted and he sat down with small gasps of pain. John only grinned and tightened his grip on Sarah's head.
"Tell me, cunt," John commanded.
Ginger didn't see how Sarah could refuse him anything. At that moment Ginger couldn't have refused him. He was so much more of a man than Bobby or her other brothers, or even her father, had ever been. Her knees felt weak as she looked at John.
"I want your cum in my mouth," Sarah said. "I want your prick in my mouth. Only please don't hurt me anymore."
"I'm not going to hurt you," John said. "I'm only going to give you what you want."
John reached down and unzipped his trousers. He reached inside and pulled out his cock. It was only half hard but it began to harden as he brushed the tip against Sarah's lips.
"Open your mouth wide, bitch," John said.
"Here's a little present for you."
Ginger still couldn't believe it. Her brothers couldn't help Sarah. Nobody could. And there was something lewdly exciting about watching John do this to Sarah. Perhaps it was a feeling that Sarah deserved it. Perhaps it was just the animal in her responding to a lewd show.
Sarah opened her mouth and John pushed his cock inside. He held on tightly to the back of her head as he began to fuck her mouth. His prick grew bigger, really big, as it came in and out of Sarah's mouth. Already his hardened prick was glistening with Sarah's saliva.
"That's the way," John said. "Just suck it like you suck your brother's cock. I bet you have sucked Raymond and Bobby off a few times. Especially Bobby. He wouldn't let you get away without sticking his cock in your mouth and up your ass!"
Ginger could see the excitement and tension building in his body. Some of his cum was dripping out of the corners of Sarah's hardworking lips. John was really giving it to her good. He was getting his stiff cock way down her throat.
"That's it, bitch," John said. "Use your tongue and teeth on my cock. Show me what a good cocksucker they've trained you to be!" Her head bobbed faster as John stopped moving his hips so much. John wasn't making it any easier for her. Her neck was in a strained position and she couldn't move off her knees. The ground was hard and rocky and Ginger knew it was hurting her. Sarah reached up and grabbed John's ass. She held onto his ass for balance as she sucked him. "Oh shit," John groaned. "I'm there, bitch. I'm there. You really do have a talented tongue! OH FUCK, IT FEELS NICE!"
At the last moment John took his prick out of her mouth and let his cum spurt full into her face. The tiny rivers of cum ran down her cheeks to her neck and down to her tits. John pressed his prick against her hair and let the last few spurts shoot into the dark silky strands.
"There, pig," John said. "A face full of cum to remember me by. You'll always have to wonder what it would have felt like in your tight little cunt."
John was walking to his truck and Ginger suddenly realized that he intended to leave them all there. She knew that she couldn't be left behind. John was the kind of man she needed. She ran to him and stood in front of him.
"Take me with you," she pleaded.
"Why?"
"Because I want to leave here. I can't stay here anymore. Please take me with you."
"What's in it for me?" John asked. "Anything you want," Ginger promised. "I'll be your woman. I'll do anything. They've taught me a lot."
"I bet they have," John said. "Get in the truck."
Ginger wasted no time jumping in the truck. She didn't even think about packing her bags. She wanted to leave everything behind. Somehow she knew that John would take care of her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was dark when Ginger opened her eyes. She hadn't realized she had been sleeping that long, or even that she was that tired. She looked out of the window and didn't see anything she recognized.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"Relax," John said. "We're almost two states away from your family. I don't think they really want to find us anyway. They'd- have to admit that I beat their asses good. I don't think they'd like to do that."
"Where are we going?" Ginger asked. "Does it matter?"
"I guess it doesn't," Ginger said. Ginger hesitated a moment before she asked. "Did you really fuck my mother?"
"Yes. She was a nice person. I was a very lonely fourteen-year-old boy and she caught me jacking off in the barn one day. She told me that she'd like to do that for me. For a few months after that we started sneaking off and she'd beat my meat for me. Then she started taking it into her mouth and letting me cum on her face. She finally started letting me fuck her and put it in her ass. She was a fantastic woman. I was sorry when she divorced your dad."
"I bet you were," Ginger said.
"It wasn't like you think. I really liked your mother. I guess she was one of the only friends I ever had."
Ginger reached over and touched his hand. She suddenly felt very loving towards John. She also had to admit that she was feeling very horny. The scene at the ranch had left her feeling really sexy. And then his talk about her mother only added fuel to the fire.
"Couldn't we find a motel or something?" Ginger asked casually.
"Sure," John said.
A few moments later John drove his truck off into an almost deserted motel. He went to the office and brought back a key. Ginger was surprised when he opened the door and she saw how neat and clean the room was. She had somehow expected it to be a dump.
"I guess you're hungry," he said. "I'll go out and find us some hamburgers or something. I'll be back in a little while."
Ginger took a long, scalding bath. It seemed like she couldn't get clean enough. Finally she dried herself off but she couldn't put back on any of her dirty things. She went to John's bags and found an old work shirt. It was clean and pressed and it hung down to her knees when she put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror and she saw that the shirt was clinging to her in all the right places. She had a feeling that John was going to approve of her choice.
John returned as quickly as he told her he would. The hamburgers and french fries smelled delicious. She found herself gobbling them down. She finished and wiped her mouth. She looked up to see John grinning at her. She realized that she had been sitting sprawled out on the bed and the shirt had slid up to reveal some of her pussy hair. She tugged it back down.
"You were hungry," John said.
"I guess I was. I haven't had anything to eat since breakfast."
"That's not what I heard coming from the barn. You acted like you were eating Meg pretty good."
Ginger blushed. She had thought she was beyond doing that. John reached over and ran a finger down her leg. It was as if she had suddenly been burned with a fiery poker. She didn't draw her leg away. She could feel something hollow in the pit of her stomach.
"I didn't want to do that," Ginger said. "They forced me."
"I know," John said. "But you ended up enjoying it."
"Yes," Ginger admitted.
"Take off my shirt. I've only seen you naked that one time. I want to be able to look at you all over."
She suddenly wanted to be very special for this man. She didn't know. She didn't think it was any kind of love. It was just something she felt for him. She would be his in any way he wanted.
She got up slowly and teasingly unbuttoned the shirt. She peeled it off her shoulders to reveal her ripe tits and her slender waist. She felt his eyes all over her, caressing every part of her beautiful body. Just the touch of his eyes made her tits feel a little achy. She could feel her nipples becoming hard.
"God," he said. "You really are beautiful."
"Am I better looking than my mother when you first fucked her?"
"God yes," he answered. "I love your mother even now, but you're better looking than she was."
She smiled. She brushed her hands through her long blond hair and that seemed to drive him crazy. He pulled her down on the bed and kissed her mouth. She opened her mouth immediately and they started wiggling their tongues together. She could feel the warmth spreading up from her thighs and making her pussy wet.
"Ummm," she said. "I like kissing you. That's nice."
His hands moved up to caress her tits. It was like he couldn't get enough of touching her. She felt his fingertips brushing across her nipples and making them even harder. He started driving his tongue deep into her throat and it made her shiver.
He kept doing it with his tongue. It was like having a tiny cock driven in and out of her mouth. His saliva mixed with her and it seemed like there was a fire in her mouth. She started driving her tongue back into his mouth. She could feel his hands squeezing her titties as tightly as he could. His hands moved down her side and he gripped her ass just as tightly.
"Oh John," she gasped. "Oh, you sweet bastard. You're going to fuck me just like you fucked my mother."
"You bet I am, sweet baby," John said.
John's hands squeezed her ass tightly. She felt him pulling her asscheeks apart and ramming one finger into her asshole up to his knuckle. It wasn't as uncomfortable as it had been before. She found herself rubbing her ass against his probing finger.
She stabbed her tongue as deep into his mouth as she could. She liked the way his scratchy shirt felt on her lust-swollen tits. She tried to rub them against his chest but his body was mashing her flat against the bed. She wanted to feel him naked. She wanted to feel his hairy body on top of hers.
"Oh God," she whispered. "Take your clothes off, John. I want to see you naked."
"All right, baby," John said.
John got up off the bed and quickly peeled off his clothes. She wasn't unhappy with his body. He was muscular from his hard work and he was a lot better looking than any of her brothers. She could see his swollen prick sticking out in front of his body like a rod of iron.
John put his massive hand around his cock and shook it. She could see a few drops of cum dotting the purplish tip.
"Do you like it, baby?"
"I love it," she moaned. "Let me suck it, John. I can do a lot better job than Sarah ever dreamed of doing. Let me put my mouth on it and suck it dry."
John smiled as he walked over to her. He brushed his swollen cockhead against her cheek. She immediately caught his cock in a vise grip with her fingers. She moved her hand up and down and more drops of cum appeared on the swollen cockhead. She moved her lips close to the head and she felt him shiver. He was like all men. She had fast learned that a blowjob was something that every man longed for. Especially when he could get a good- looking young blond cocksucker like Ginger.
She moved her head close and opened her mouth. His cockhead slid easily over her silky tongue. She let his prick rest on her tongue for a few seconds. She closed her eyes and let the sweet pleasure wash over her. It felt so good to have his cock in her mouth.
She lifted her hand and started licking the cum away from her lips. That really turned him on. She saw his face turn pale and he rolled over onto his back. He grabbed her by her head and pulled her face down to his prick.
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Suck it good, Ginger. Suck my cock good. Use that educated tongue."
Ginger kept remembering that her own mother had once given him blowjobs and she didn't want him to compare them. She wanted to be much better.
Ginger started nibbling around the bloated cockhead with gentle teeth. She knew she was driving him crazy. She could feel him getting tense as her teeth and tongue worked on his cockmeat. She tasted more of his salty cum but she didn't mind that. Ginger was starting to really enjoy the taste of cum.
"Suck it good, baby," John said. "Suck it up good and hard and then I'm going to bang the hell out of you!"
She opened her mouth and she sucked all of his cock down her throat. She could feel his cockhead at the deepest part of her throat. She closed her teeth around his excited meat. She had never felt her senses reel so much before. The smell and taste of his cockmeat was making her pussy burn.
"That's right, baby," he moaned. "Suck it like that. Suck the damn thing off!"
Her head began to bob. She almost wished he wouldn't fuck her, that she could keep his cock inside her mouth forever. She sucked him hard and her head bobbed faster. She kept her teeth clamped gently around his prickmeat and her teeth pulled at his sensitive cock ridge each time she pulled back her head.
She felt his fingers in her blond hair. He held her tightly and forced her mouth to stay down around his balls a little longer. She could taste his cum dripping down the back of her throat.
"Oh shit," he moaned. "This feels so fucking good. I hate to fucking give it up."
That was all right with her. He released her and she started bobbing her head and using her tongue on his excited cock. She especially loved to have trails of his sticky cum on her tongue and against her lips so that she could lick them away.
"I've got to have your cunt, baby," he said.
She reluctantly gave up sucking his cock, he rolled over and pushed her under him. She spread her legs quickly and she felt his swollen prickhead rubbing against the inside of her thighs. She felt a wet trail of sticky cum moving up her thighs. Finally his prick rested against the entrance of her hot pussy.
"Put it in," she moaned. "Oh dear God, fuck me. Put your big cock in my cunt and fuck me!"
He gave her what she wanted. He rammed into her and she felt his big prick splitting her apart. He started fucking her with quick, deep strokes. She could feel him rocking her body with every stroke.
"Oh yes, goddamn it," she moaned. "That's what I want. Oh shit, that's good!"
His hands slid underneath her and he was grabbing her ass as hard as he could. He lifted her up off the bed so that his big prick was getting even deeper into her cunt. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensations going through her. It was just so nice to feel his hairy chest on her creamy titties. She could feel her nipples rubbing in the scratchy hair. She lifted her back and rubbed her titties a little harder against him. She felt her nipples getting even stiffer.
"Give it to me harder," she cried. "Oh fuck me hard! Give it to me as hard as you can!" He really started driving his prick into her pussy and she felt his swollen balls slapping her with each stroke. She felt some more of his cum dripping inside her.
She gasped as she felt the quick fire in her belly. It was happening so suddenly that she couldn't believe it. She couldn't control the exciting warmth as it spread from her belly to her thighs and finally to her dripping pussy.
"Oh, I'm coming," she said. "Shit, it feels good. I'm going to come. Please fuck me hard! Give it to me really hard! OH SHIT, THAT FEELS SO WONDERFUL!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt the hot spasms of pleasure shaking her body. It seemed like they would never stop. She kept her eyes closed and over and over she kept seeing John fucking Sarah's mouth and then his white cum spraying her face.
"Oh God," she moaned, as the last spasm went through her. "Oh God, that was nice!"
"Don't stop," he said. "Keep moving your ass. Don't stop, baby!"
He kept slamming his cock into her and she felt it growing bigger. She kept feeling more of his cum leaking inside her. She tried to give him everything he wanted. She felt exhausted but she kept moving her ass from side to side and bucking up at him like a wild horse. And she kept practicing with her cunt muscles, squeezing them as tight as she could around his cock.
"You bitch," he groaned. "Oh, you bitch. You're a better fuck than your momma ever was. Oh, you sweet bitch, I'm going to come! I'm going to shoot my wad! Goddamn it! OH GODDAMN IT!"
He stabbed forward one last time and she felt the sudden explosion of his cum inside her.
He really shot his wad! She hadn't ever felt so much cum shooting up into her pussy. She kept moving her ass and squeezing her cunt muscles until she had milked out every drop of his creamy cum.
Finally she felt his prick getting soft.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned.
Ginger snuggled close to him and kept his prick inside her for as long as she could. Somehow it felt like his cock belonged inside her. For a while she had been worried but now she wasn't. She knew that John wouldn't leave her now. Not with her golden pussy.
In a way, she had found herself a new family--with John.
