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 The Family Secret by Perry Jones (pounder801@gmail.com)



   FOREWORD



   Tammy Sue was naked.  She stood in the barn and looked at the naked,
dark-haired boy who stood just a few inches away from her.  This was her
brother, she thought, but she did not care.  She wanted to fuck him.



   Her brother, Timmy, put his hands on her ripe, round tits and squeezed
them.  Brother-meat, she thought.  She would have brother-meat in her cunt
in just a few moments.  She glanced down at the long, juicy cock that hung
between her brother's legs.  She knew that Timmy was not quite ready to
fuck yet.



   It was not like he was really her brother in the true sense of the term,
the girl thought.  She had not seen him for years.  He had returned to the
house only today and he had taken her out into the barn because he wanted
her.



   And Tammy Sue had to admit it.  She wanted him too.  She wanted to fuck
that brother-meat that looked so good and full as it hung there from his
dark, thin body.  The blonde moved out of her brother's grasp and dropped
to her knees.  She lifted the cock with both of her hands and smiled up at
Timmy.  He smiled down on her and she knew that it was right-so right.  She
opened her little mouth and took the tip of her brother's cock in and
tasted for the first time that sweet brother-meat.





   Chapter One



   Moses Turner lay in bed that Sunday morning and waited for the sun to
come up.  He waited too for his wife, Ann, to get home from the all-night
restaurant where she and her mother worked as waitresses.



   The restaurant was a truck stop place and men were around there all
night, drinking coffee and taking pills and making eyes at Ann.  Moses knew
they did that.  He had once been a trucker himself and he had met Ann there
at that restaurant in Alma, Arkansas.  But he had married her.  He knew
that the guys who stayed around that restaurant now had no intention of
marrying anybody.  It made Moses angry just to think about the way that
they looked at Ann.  She was a pretty woman of twenty-six.  She had big
tits and a firm butt.  She was just the type that truckers liked. 
Sometimes when he thought about all those men watching her as she carried
trays filled with food all around the place, Moses got so angry and jealous
that he wanted to go down there and beat up on every one of those ornery
truckers.



   But, more than jealous, he got lonely.  So he usually did what he did on
this morning.



   He ran his hand over the rounded, bare butt of his little sister-in-law,
Tammy Sue.  The cute, little blonde girl moaned in her sleep as he did
that.



   She was so sexy, he thought and she was only sixteen.  Tammy Sue had a
saucy, young way about her that Moses really liked.  The girl sure came in
handy on nights like this, when Ann was at work and he was lonely and
jealous and stuff like that, he thought.  She came in very handy.



   The touch of the man's hand on her bottom roused Tammy Sue and she
turned her head and opened her girlish, blue eyes.



   "Wanna fuck one more time before Ann gets home?" she asked in a lazy,
easy manner, grinning at Moses.



   "We got plenty of time," Moses said.



   He did not want to fuck the girl right away.  He still had an hour and
half before his wife and his mother-in-law got home and he did not think
that he had any reason to rush things.  Moses was distracted, thinking
about his wife and his sister-in-law and the guilt that he knew would come
to him just as SCOT!  as the sun came up.  The guilt always came.  It came
to him like vomit that moved up his dry throat and every morning at sun-up,
he silently vowed that he would stop this foolishness, that he would leave
Tammy Sue alone and be faithful to his good and sexy wife.  But Ann was
twenty-six years old, one year older than Moses and she seemed bitter and
hard with age.  Tammy Sue was still young and it was that youth that he
needed when they were alone in the house late at night.  He liked her
girlishness and he liked the way that she thought and acted when she
fucked. To Tammy Sue, fucking was the most natural thing in the world.



   Moses closed his eyes and remembered the first night that Tammy Sue had
come into his room.  That had been five months before, one month after he
had married Ann and settled down here in Alma.



   Moses had been lying in bed that night remembering the nights when he
had come through Alma in his truck, remembering the way that Ann had looked
at him as she had served him his coffee and his grits and his eggs.  He was
thinking that, tonight, she was looking at another trucker in the same way
and he felt vaguely lonely.  He did not mind the fact that Ann continued to
work in the truck stop.  After all, he thought, he did not like to drive
his truck and he had decided that Ann could support him for awhile, until
he got himself real used to married life.  But, sometimes, he wanted to go
down to that restaurant and keep an eye on his wife all night long.  That
was what he had been thinking of doing for a couple of weeks.



   Moses was lying naked on the bed and wondering if Ann was already
fucking some other trucker, some guy who reminded her of her husband and he
looked down and noticed that his cock was hard and full and standing
straight up.  That surprised him.  He had not expected that thinking about
his wife being unfaithful to him would make him hard, but it did.  He put
his hand around his cock and started to move the skin back and forth and
feel his own hardness.  Moses felt that there was something very strong
inside him and he wanted to get it out before he busted right open, before
he exploded there on the bed.



   As he played with his cock and thought about that stuff that was ready
to explode in him, Moses looked at the open door and he saw Tammy Sue
standing there.  He had thought that she was asleep, but she was standing
naked at the door, smiling at him.  He could see her clearly in the
moon-light that came in through his bedroom window.



   Tammy Sue slept on a cot in the living room and he had never thought of
closing the door between the bedroom that he shared with Ann and the living
room.  He had just thought that his wife's little sister was a girl, a
little girl and he was not afraid of a little girl.  He was no pervert, he
had reasoned and a little girl could not thrill him in the way that his
mature wife did.



   But, when Moses saw Tammy Sue standing there with her cute, rounded
bottom and her blonde hair hanging to her bare shoulders, he realized that
this was no little girl.  She was something else.  She was one hell of a
woman.  Her tits were rounded and looked pert and her smile was brazen and
cute and youthful.



   "Moses," she said playfully, "you got quite a rifle on you there."



   The young man looked down at his hand that was still wrapped about his
cock.  He took his fingers away from his rod and let the girl look at it.
He was suddenly proud of his mature cock.



   He turned to the girl who stood there in the moon-light and grinned.



   "You ever have one of these rifles up in you?" he asked.



   "I have had some pistols in me," the girl said with an impish grin, "but
never a rifle like that one."



   "Wanna try it out?"



   "You a good shot?"



   "The best.  I can knock the eye out of a queen of hearts at thirty
paces."



   She giggled and he laughed too.  They both knew what they wanted and
they both knew that there was something passing between them at this
moment, something true and young and full of life.



   Tammy Sue walked toward the bed and stood over Moses.  She lowered her
little hand over his cock and held it flat in the air, just above the
piece, as if she were blessing it in some strange way.



   Then she put her fingers around his rifle and pulled on it a couple of
times.  Her fingers had been so soft and yet so strong.  It was at that
moment that Moses discovered that his little, blonde sister-in-law was not
a girl.  She was a sexy, young woman who knew her way around firearms, male
rifles and shotguns and the like.



   Then Tammy Sue had crawled upon the bed and had lain down beside Moses.
He had taken her in his arms and kissed her and held her firm young tits
next to his hairy chest.



   That had been the start of it and every night, five nights a week, while
Ann and her mother, Melba, worked at the restaurant, Tammy Sue came to
Moses and fucked him with a heart filled with youth and excitement.



   Moses grinned to himself, thinking about his own good fortune.  He
fucked his wife regularly and he fucked Tammy Sue too.  They were two of
the sexiest things in Alma, Arkansas and their mother, a woman of forty,
was still sexy too.  Moses closed his eyes again and thought about fucking
Melba.  If he could do that, he thought, he would be the king fucker of
Alma and his name would be remembered in the history of the community as
the best stud that ever came down Interstate 40 in a truck.



   He chuckled and then he turned and looked at the girl who lay next to
him.



   Tammy Sue was awake and grinning at him.



   "What do you think Ann would do?" she asked.  "I mean, if she knew about
you and me?"



   The question jarred Moses.  He did not like to think about his wife on
mornings like this one.  It gave him all of his sunrise guilt to think that
his wife was down there at the restaurant, taking food to tables and
getting pinched on her firm butt by other truckers while he lay here in bed
with Tammy Sue.



   But he had reasoned it all out and he had an answer for his little
sister-in-law.



   "Don't know what she would say," he said, "but I figure she ain't got
hardly any room to talk about anything or gripe or nothing.  I figure a
girl who fucked her own brother and then let him run away and become an
outlaw ain't got no room to cast stones at nobody."



   Somehow, the whole thing made sense to Moses.  It was not his fault.  He
was just doing the most natural thing in the world, fucking a sexy, little
blonde on the nights that Ann worked.



   'But he was thinking again of Reeves Garrett, Melba Garrett's son, Ann
Garrett Turner's brother, his brother-in-law and a very famous bandit in
the South and Midwest.'



   Tammy Sue reached out and ran her fingers through his dark chest hair
and tried to get Moses interested in fucking.  She knew that, if she
didn't, the questions would start coming and she would have to answer them
again.  Her brother-in-law had already mentioned Reeves and now he would
ask her to tell him the stories again.



   "Tell me, Tammy Sue," the man muttered, looking into her blue eyes. 
"Tell me about him."



   "I done told you everything that I remember, Moses," the girl said, a
little angry at his interest in her brother.



   "Well, damn it, tell me again."



   "Can't we fuck instead.  I want to fuck you bad, Moses."



   "Nope.  I want to hear the story.  If you don't tell me the story, I
won't fuck you at all, ever again."



   It was an empty threat.  Tammy.  Sue knew that.  Moses would never be
able to resist her now that he had fucked her so regularly for the past few
months.  But she sighed and began to tell the story that she had told him
so often at hours such as this one.  She did not want any strife in the
family.



   "I don't remember much," she said.  "I was only six years old when
Reeves left home with Timmy.  But I remember that my brother was a very
handsome boy.  He was lean and muscled and blonde, just like I am blonde.
Ann and Timmy got the dark hair in the family and Reeves and I got the
blonde hair.  I remember the morning that he left.  He went into Ann's
room, this room here, in fact and he stayed there for the longest time and
he came up zipping up his pants and he looked at Timmy, who was only eight
years old and had never spoke a word in his life.  He just said, 'Come on,
Timmy,' and my other brother got up and walked out the door with him."



   "And you never saw either one of them again?" Moses asked, although he
had heard the answer to that question a thousand times.  But it would not
be right for her not to say it.  It would not be a complete ritual of
memory for either of them.



   "We never saw either one of them, but we heard about them.  Reeves and
Timmy ran around all over Arkansas and Kansas and Missouri and Texas and
Oklahoma, holding up banks and stores and things like that.  They have not
been caught in ten years, not once, though everybody knows who they are by
now."



   Moses had heard about Reeves Garrett long before he had met any member
of the Garrett family.  In some circles, Reeves Garrett was a legend, like
a ghost or an avenging spirit.  He was a hero to a lot of the men who
worked for wages.  They told stories about Reeves and his young brother,
Timmy, the mute who was such a good shot with a pistol.  They would walk
into banks-little, high-interest banks, mostly-and they would rob those
places and get away before anybody even realized what was happening.  There
had been other members of the Garrett gang too, but they were not so well
known as Reeves and Timmy.  They did not stay with Reeves for long and a
few of them had even been killed by the law.  But Reeves and Timmy could
not be killed.  That was what some people said.  Some of the people on the
farms and on the highways claimed that Reeves and Timmy Garrett were
immortal, like angels of God.



   Moses had never believed that they were immortal, but he had enjoyed
listening to the stories that people told.  And, when he met Ann and found
out that she was Reeves Garrett's sister, he wanted to marry her right away
and get to know the whole family.  He wanted to be as close to a legend as
he could get.



   Tammy Sue still ran her fingers through the dark hair on Moses's chest.



   "I think you have an unnatural interest in my brother," she said.



   "Not as unnatural as my wife had," he said softly.



   Ann had confessed that to him on their wedding night.  She had told him
that, when she was a teen-aged girl, she had fucked her older brother
twice. One of those times had been on the morning that he left home for
good.  That added to Moses's interest in Reeves.



   When he felt the bitterness and the hardness in Ann, the stuff that
should not have been in her while she was still so young, he thought that,
maybe, Reeves had put it in her when he fucked her, that, somehow, those
two times with her brother had changed the woman so that she could never be
casual and carefree and youthful, as her little sister was.



   Moses looked at Tammy Sue.  She was youthful and fun-loving because she
had never fucked either of her brothers.  It was the youthful, half-crazy
zest in her that he loved the most, that attracted him the most and that
was what he would never be able to find in Ann, no matter how deep he
looked.  Reeves, Moses thought, had fucked all of that zest out of the
woman when she was just a teen-aged girl, as her sister was now a teen-aged
girl.



   Moses ran his hand through Tammy Sue's blonde hair and pulled her lips
to his and kissed her.  Tammy Sue was so soft and tempting, the man
thought. No man could withstand temptation like that.



   When the kiss was over, Tammy Sue looked into her brother-in-law's dark
eyes and thought that she was very lucky to have a man like this with her
during the lonely night.  She was happy that her sister had married Moses.
She thought that the man with the black hair on his chest was very sexy. 
His cock was big and meaty and unlike any of the cocks that she had had in
her before.  She had only fucked boys before Moses, but Moses was no boy.
He was a real man, the kind of man that her sister deserved.



   But Tammy Sue wanted to say just one more thing about her brother.



   "Reeves is fucking crazy," she said softly, looking into Moses's eyes.



   "How you know that?"



   "I just know."



   "Well, he must have something going for him to get his own sister to
fuck him."



   "Ann fucked him because he was crazy.  There is something about crazy
men that she-likes."



   "She fucks me," Moses said with a grin.



   "Then you must be crazy too," Tammy Sue said playfully.



   It had ended up as a joke, but Tammy Sue knew that there was a kernel of
truth in what she had said to her sexy brother-in-law.  Reeves Garrett was
crazy and that had attracted her sister to him.  Tammy Sue was sure that
she would have been attracted to her brother too, if she had just been a
little older when he had been around the house.  Crazy men have a special
power over women, crazy, handsome men were special fuckers.  She knew that
and she wondered for a second if Reeves would ever return to the house.



   But then the girl stopped thinking about Reeves and started thinking
about the naked, sexy man who lay there holding her in his masculine arms.
She kissed his chest and stuck out her little tongue and ran it through his
chest hair.



   "Wanna fuck now?" she asked.



   "Sure thing, Tammy Sue," Moses said with a grin.  He slapped her
rounded, young ass as he spoke to her.



   The slap stung her and heated her and made her giggle.  She started to
lick his face with her warm, wet tongue.



   "Come on, Moses," she moaned between licks, "Let's do it good, real
good, this morning."



   Tammy Sue needed it bad.  She knew that it was Sunday morning and she
knew that Ann had Sunday and Monday night off at the restaurant.  That
meant that she and Moses would not be able to fuck again until Tuesday
night.  She needed something to hold her over for all those hours and she
knew that Moses needed it too.  She could feel his cock harden and jump up
against her body as she lay with her leg thrown over his masculine, hairy,
muscled flesh.



   "I surrender, Tammy Sue," the man said with a grin.



   Moses pulled Tammy Sue to him and kissed her.  Her fresh, little mouth
opened to his tongue and he moved into her sweetness and felt her tongue
rub against his.  He cupped one of her nice, young, rounded tits in his
hand as Tammy Sue eased her hand between their bodies and lowered it to her
own pussy.  She slipped her finger into her cunt and started to move it
around in there.  Moses knew that she was getting herself ready for the
fucking that he would give her.



   It was not his fault, he thought again.  It was not anybody's fault,
except for maybe Reeves Garrett, who had taken all the sweetness out of Ann
ten years before.  But it was certainly not his fault.  He was just doing
what came naturally to a man and this girl was something special, really
something special.  No man on earth could resist Tammy Sue.



   Moses squeezed her tit and kissed her as she played with herself and
wondered how many other men and boys this little sixteen-year-old goddess
had fucked.  He did not know for sure.  He had never asked Tammy Sue any
questions like that, because he had sensed that it was not his place to
ask. After all, he thought, he was not her husband.  He was just her
brother-in-law.



   Moses rolled over on the bed and Tammy



   Sue rolled with him.  Soon, she was on her back on the bed and he was
kissing her and getting ready to move his mouth down to her young, pink
nipple.  They both knew that he was going to do that.  He liked to suck on
Tammy Sue's tit and she liked it when he sucked and tongued that thing.  It
made her all wet and juicy inside, even more wet and juicy than when she
played with herself.  Tammy pulled her finger out of her cunt and raised it
up and ran that finger across Moses's brow.  She left a little bit of the
juice there, to mix with his sweat when they started fucking good and
steady.



   Moses moved down that tit, licking and kissing the tender, young flesh
of his sister-in-law.  She ran her fingers through his dark hair and closed
her eyes and thought about Bobby Rich, a boy that she fucked sometimes, a
boy who just loved to suck on her tittie too.  Tammy Sue had always called
Bobby Rich her tittie baby and he did not seem to mind that phrase at all.
But she would never think of calling Moses a baby.  Moses was a man with a
hard and meaty cock and he knew how to use it.  Bobby Rich was just a boy,
a chubby, little sixteen-year-old.  When he fucked Tammy.  Sue, he seemed
to slide all over her body before he finally got his cock into her.  Moses
did not slide.  He moved into her pussy as if his cock was made of metal
and she had a magnet in her cunt.



   Moses even had a tattoo.



   In the past few weeks, Tammy had grown to love that tattoo on Moses's
arm.  It was a Dolphin and seemed to be happy to Tammy Sue.  Right now, as
Moses sucked on her tit with a tender power, she moved his arm close to her
mouth and kissed that dolphin.  She felt Moses's muscle flex under that
bird and she felt that Moses was a strong man, the kind of man that all
American men should be.



   The muscle under the dolphin and the soft feeling that his sucking gave
her made the little blonde very proud to be an American.



   Moses took his lips off her nipple and put his arms around Tammy Sue and
rolled with her again.



   "I want you on top this time," he moaned to her, "riding" me."



   "Okay?" she chirped.  "Your pussy wet?"



   She fingered herself again, although she knew that she was juicy and
ready to fuck.



   "Yep," she said with a grin.  "Feels like Noah's flood down there."



   "Suck on my cock and get it good and hard, Tammy Sue."



   "Okey dokey."



   Moses laughed out loud.  It was this girlish quality,' this young,
chirping, thrilling innocence that he loved most about Tammy Sue.  It was
the quality that he had not found in his wife.  He loved Ann and he knew he
would feel guilty about this fucking when she got home and went to bed with
him, but he could not help himself.  He yearned for the fun-loving stuff
that he found in Tammy Sue.  His wife just did not seem to have any fun at
all and Moses suspected that Reeves Garrett was the cause of that.  He
suspected that the blonde outlaw had done something to his sister when he
fucked her, something that gave her such a bitter spirit.



   What had Reeves Garrett done to his sister to make her so old before her
time?  That was the question that still intrigued Moses and he kept
thinking that, if Tammy Sue told him the story often enough, he would be
able to figure it out.  She would say something different one day that
would put everything together in Moses's head.



   But, as Moses thought about Reeves and Ann, the chirping, little blonde,
the innocent, worked her way down his body.  He felt Tammy Sue's firm tits
rub against his cock and he groaned with pleasure.  This girl was so soft
and so thrilling and so sexy, he thought.  It was not his fault that he
could not resist her temptation.



   "Suck that thing, Tammy Sue," he moaned.  "Make it hard and big so I can
fuck you good before Ann and Melba get home."



   "Okey dokey," she said again.



   The chuckle in his throat turned into a growl as the girl touched his
fiery, hardening cock.



   Tammy Sue held Moses's cock in her hand and looked at it.  The cock was
hard and full and meaty, just as a cock should be, she thought.  She had
grown to think of this man as her trucker stud, although, of course, Moses
did not really belong to her.  He belonged to Ann, her sister.  But Tammy
Sue liked having him around on nights like the one that they had just
shared.  He was a man, not like the boys that she had fucked and he had
changed her life for the better when he had married Ann and started fucking
Tammy Sue on the side.



   Tammy Sue had been surprised that Ann had gotten married in the first
place.  The little blonde and her mother had always thought that Ann would
wind up being an old maid.  She had waited a long time to get married. 
Even though she had fucked truckers and other guys for years, she had not
really shown an interest in settling down with any one man and Tammy Sue
knew that her sister had not wanted to settle down because Ann had always
hoped that Reeves, her brother, would return.  Tammy Sue that her older
sister was in love in a strange way with her brother, that Ann had been
changed by Reeves just as Tammy had been changed by Moses.



   But Ann had gotten married and Tammy Sue felt that she was very lucky to
have Moses as a brother-in-law.  She looked at the prick that grew in her
hand and she glanced up at the dolphin on the man's arm and she knew that
she would never be satisfied with boyish fucking again, not after she had
had Moses so regularly.  She thought of Moses as a real man, a hard-working
and hard-fucking man.



   But she knew that Moses did not really work at all.  Melba and Ann
supported the family by working at the restaurant.  Moses kept saying that
he would go back to driving trucks when he got used to married life, but
Tammy Sue knew that Moses did not want to drive trucks.  He wanted to lie
around all day and all night and fuck the two women of his life-the two
Garrett sisters.



   The little blonde wondered again what her sister would have said if she
had learned about the times that Tammy Sue had fucked Moses.  Would Ann be
angry or would she just grin at her sister and decide to share the man?  It
was not like Tammy Sue was really taking anything away from her older
sister, the little blonde thought.  Moses still fucked her.  He could fuck
all day and all night.  He was a man who seemed to be made for fucking.



   He was a man who was centered in his cock, she thought as she handled
the thing with her little fingers and watched it grow more powerful with
every stroke that she gave the piece of meat.  That prick was the center of
his power.



   And, boy oh boy howdy, did she love that center!



   It was a special center, a special power that she felt enter her when
she took that cock into her-either in her mouth or in her pussy-and it was
a power that could only come from a man, not a boy, but a man.



   She grinned up at Moses and then she turned back to concentrate on the
prick.  She ran her tongue over the slit at the end of the rod and she
tasted the little bit of fluid that came to her there, the fluid that was
sweet and yet manly.  She kissed the red crown of that kingly cock and then
she stuck out her tongue again and ran it around the pink tip slowly.  When
she felt Moses jerk, she knew that she was giving him pleasure and sending
even more power to his cock, power that would wind up in her in just a few
minutes.



   She opened her girlish mouth and pressed her lips around the head of the
prick and sucked and hummed on it with delight.  She felt the power
consuming her, engulfing her already.



   Tammy Sue opened her mouth again and went down even further on the piece
of meat.  She had learned to take all of it into her and suck on all of it.
She had learned that that gave Moses extra pleasure and extra power and she
liked the feel of that cock in her throat, that pulsing feeling that choked
her and made her feel filled-up with desire.



   Moses groaned.  The girl was so soft, Moses thought, not like her
sister, the one that he had married.  Moses kept thinking that he might yet
learn how to bring the softness back to Ann, that he might yet learn how to
make the woman that he had married pliable.  But, so far, he had failed in
that.  So far, he hadn't been able to give her that soft feeling that her
little sister had.



   His cock felt like it was being slowly peeled and the stuff that had
been about to explode in him now seemed ready to explode in his prick. 
Moses reached down and gently pulled Tammy Sue's head up, pulled her
girlish lips away from his prick.  She let the prick jump out of her mouth
and she smiled at him.



   Moses had not wanted to come in the girl's mouth.  She did not mind.  In
fact, she had taken his juice in her mouth on that first night, when he had
been terribly excited by the prospect of fucking this little blonde.  But
Moses did not like to come in a girl's mouth.  He liked to come in a girl's
pussy.  That was what a man was supposed to do, he thought.  Fags come in
mouths; real men came in pussies, in cunts, in love-holes that yearned to
be filled with the stuff.



   Tammy Sue knew that Moses was ready to fuck and she remembered what he
had told her when this action had started.  He had said that he wanted her
to ride him.  She moved up his body and sat up and positioned herself over
his body.  She-put her hand on his stiff meat and aimed it at her pussy.



   She grinned at him.



   "You sure are something, Moses," she said.



   He chuckled.  She had said that to him that first night and she had said
it to him every night since then.  It had become part of their ritual, just
like the part where he had her tell him about Reeves and Ann and the family
history.



   It was not his fault, he thought again, as he positioned herself over
his cock.  Not his fault, at all.  He was just doing stuff that came
natural to a man.



   But he knew he would feel guilty about it in a little while, after it
was over.  He knew that he would hold Ann to him later in the morning and
want to tell her about the whole thing, about how he fucked her sister.  He
did not like keeping secrets from his wife and several times he had almost
told her the whole truth, but something had always stopped him.  He knew
that the truth would do no good.  It would just make Ann sad or angry or
both and it would not do him and Tammy Sue any good either.  He knew that
he would just have to live with the guilt that came to him every morning
with the sun.  It usually left him soon after sun-rise and he knew that
that guilt, that terrible guilt, would never be enough to keep him from
fucking Tammy Sue.  He knew that he would continue to fuck that sexy thing
as long as she was around.  He would never be able to resist her sexy, free
youth.



   Tammy Sue shivered as she lowered herself onto her brother-in-law's
manly cock and felt it move into her pussy.  No matter how many times she
fucked him, she always loved that first entrance, that first move into her
wetness.  It always felt to Tammy Sue that there was rubble on a road-the
road of her pussy-and Moses's cock was a truck that was pushing that cunt
rubble out of the way.  At least, that was the idea that she got into her
head on this morning.  She had different ideas every time they fucked and
she liked those ideas that came to her.  They made her feel like a little
girl playing games again.



   Moses would drive through the rubble with his truck.  Tammy Sue giggled
as she felt the meat slide deep inside her and she knew that Moses would be
shifting into high gear very soon.  Maybe, she thought, his truck would
backfire as it moved down the country road of her pussy.  She felt warm
when she thought about his powerful truck, his sixteen-wheeled cock.



   And then Moses did seem to shift into another gear.  He put his hands
around her waist and flexed his muscles, flexed his dolphin and he raised
his hips.  With a jerk, he drove deep into her sweet, young pussy.



   Tammy Sue put her hands on Moses's hairy, muscled chest and held on as
he started to fuck her, to buck her and drive into her.  He was going in
deeper than any other man had ever gone and cleaning out more rubble than
any of the boys could clean with their smaller, less experienced pricks.



   Moses raised his hands and put them on her tits as if they twin
gear-shifts, two of them because one could never control as much power as
Moses had in his truck-prick.



   "Slam it to me!" Tammy Sue yelled.  "Drive that truck right through me!"



   Moses laughed when he heard those words.



   They did not make much sense to him, but he knew that Tammy Sue was just
having one of her girlish, fucking fantasies.  That was another thing about
her that he liked.  He could never figure out what she was thinking about
when they fucked, but he knew that she always thought about fun things,
powerful things when he had his cock in her.  He liked knowing that his
cock reminded her of powerful things.



   And it was all so much fun, so playful and so filled with innocent
youth.



   Moses understood one thing.  Tammy Sue wanted him to fuck her harder
with his cock.  She wanted him to drive deeper into her.  Hanging onto her
tits, he raised his hips again and again and thrust his cock into her,
feeling her sweet, little pussy tighten around him.



   "Clear out that rubble!" she cried with her eyes closed and her head
thrown back.  "Clear out that fucking rubble and blaze the trail down my
country road!"



   Moses became excited with her strange words and fucked her with even
more power.  As he fucked her and sweated and groaned and grunted with his
work, his delightful work, he looked out the bedroom window and saw the sun
coming up.  He continued to fuck the little blonde as he saw that sun
rising up the sky.  As long as he fucked Tammy Sue, he thought, he would
not taste the guilt.  He would only feel guilty after the fucking was over
and, he reasoned, if he was going to feel guilty anyway, he might as well
suffer the guilt because of a good fuck, a grand and glorious fuck.



   He was not to blame, he kept telling himself.  Nobody was to blame at
all.



   In Tammy Sue's mind, Moses's truck cock became a bull-dozer, a big,
roaring thing that picked up the rubble and lifted it to the heavens.  The
rubble in her pussy was scooped up his cock and lifted higher and higher as
Tammy Sue came up higher.  She felt the sun warming her rubble and she knew
that she was going to fall, that soon that bull-dozer was going to drop her
rubble just where it wanted that rubble to be.



   The scoop on the bull-dozer came open and Tammy Sue's rubble came
falling back to the earth.  It came back with a rush and Tammy rode the
cock with a new energy as that rush filled her body and her spirit.



   She opened her little mouth and moaned to him and waited for the rubble
to hit the ground.



   When the rubble landed on the soft earth, she came and she cried out as
the orgasm shot through her.



   "Watch out!  Watch out for falling rocks!"



   Moses would have laughed at that too, but was too busy coming, too busy
giving Tammy Sue his power and his semen to laugh at her statement.  He
shot his warm come up her pussy and put his hands on her thighs and held
her down as she shivered through her own orgasm and his orgasm.



   When things were over, when the rubble was resting on the earth again,
when it had stopped tumbling in her mind, Tammy Sue lifted Moses's arm to
her and leaned forward and kissed his great, American dolphin.  She smiled
at him and looked at the dolphin again and then saluted it sharply.



   Then the man did laugh at her girlish play and, as he laughed, he
repeated the words that she had used when she had felt the orgasm moving
through her.



   "Watch out for falling rocks?"



   The teen-aged blonde just shrugged her shoulders.  She did not want to
explain anything to Moses.  She knew that explanation would ruin the fun
that they had.  She fell forward and lay on his strong, naked body and felt
his hairy chest under her soft, girlish tits as Moses smelled her hair.



   "Reeves is crazy," she said again, softly, not really knowing why she
was talking about her brother-the man she had not seen for years.



   But, for some reason, it was important to Tammy Sue to remind this man
of her opinion of Reeves.



   "Yep," Moses said, "but he is crazy like nobody else in the world is
crazy.  He is crazy like some of kind of supernatural thing."



   Tammy Sue moved up to her elbows and looked at Moses.



   "He ain't supernatural," she said.  "He is my brother and one time, when
I was just a little thing, I went out to the outhouse and opened the door
and he was sitting in there, shitting away.  Supernatural things don't
shit, Moses.  Reeves is a crazy outlaw and Timmy is a mute and that is all
that there is to it."



   Moses ran his hand through her soft, blonde hair.



   "Maybe," he said softly.  "Maybe."



   But Tammy Sue knew that the man did not believe her, that he still
thought that there was something special about Reeves Garrett and Tammy Sue
knew too that she thought there was something special about her brother,
something that she did not understand herself.



   With Moses's withering cock still inside her pussy, she laid her head on
his chest and held him close for a few more minutes.  In no time, she
thought, Ann and her mother would be home and then she would not be able to
touch Moses for several days.  She did not want to leave him until she had
to.



   Moses let the girl stay with him, lying on him, her softness matching
his hardness and he looked out the window at the sun that blazed in the
summer sky.



   And he felt that guilt coming on.



   But he kept telling himself that it was not his fault, that he was not
doing anything that was really bad.



   And he wondered why something in his soul told him that he was lying.







   To Be Continued











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