Chapter 11

Jose's throbbing cock was hard, extended, anxious to be buried in Nella's teeming pussy. After having beaten her so mercilessly, he certainly owed her what he felt was a redeeming fuck. He stood before her, looking down at her golden head, realizing the sight of her was affecting him more and more. He was beginning to feel love, something totally foreign to him.

"I am now going to fuck you," he told Nella.

"I'll try and fight you," she insisted, her arms still bound behind her as she lay on her belly on the bed, the pallet of straw.

She did struggle too, when he pulled her to her knees, but she allowed her knees to remain under her and didn't fall flat on her belly again. Her two large breasts hung down like dangling bells, the nipples looking like clapper-tips that were extended from beneath. The breasts jiggled and floated freely, bouncing as if filled with liquid, moving up and down like buoys afloat on the seas.

Jose liked the crests which were a rich pink, and when he touched them and blood rushed into them, the nipples turned almost scarlet. He knew his brother had deflowered this one, and that ought to have bothered him emotionally, but it didn't. Usually, he didn't care one way or the other because the girls were always ready to be shipped out within three weeks. This time he didn't care because he felt something new and different and stirring for this lovely girl whose hair was the color of the sun.

Jose moved around behind her and climbed onto the pallet and looped an arm around her tantalizingly naked waist. His hand reached down and fingers taunted her vulva, rubbing her clitoris, teasing it as if it were a nipple growing at the apex of her inner labia.

Nella felt her vagina leaking heavy quantities of fluid, and she knew there was no use in pretending, though she refused to come right out and admit she wanted the man to fuck her. Then he would lord it over her, strutting like a peacock.

She whimpered when his finger moved away from her clitoris, and she had to clamp her lips tightly together to keep from begging him to return his hand to her cunt. He looped his arm around her outer thigh now, two fingers spreading her vaginal lips apart, while his other hand gripped his cock and aimed it at the orifice for which it was meant. He took careful aim, then clenched his buttocks, and ...

The hot, hard, thickness of his penile head stabbed its way between the tantalizing backs of her thighs and moved between the soft lobes of her outer labia, spreading her inner labia. The inner pinknesses were already spread and waiting, all but sagging in pleasure as he rubbed her clitoral bud, making her cunt drip with oily nectar in order to more easily welcome the cock inside.

Nella's mouth gasped and fell open and her eyes snapped wide, as well. Though she had been expecting this, and though his brother had already deflowered her, she had not expected anything this thick trying to wend its way into her. There was an initial moment of rapture, followed by another of instant torment as Jose stretched her wider than before, and her poor membranes, elastic though they were, had to strain to contain such a monolith.

Then the tall man was in. He was driving through her tunnel, opening it up, widening her, stretching her accordioning walls, pushing deeper and deeper, thundering into a cunt that had been charted only yesterday by his brother. The breath left her body and Nella was unable to so much as cry out.

"Do not hate me too much, chica," Jose said to her. "What I did before I did for selfish reasons, just as what I do now I also do for selfish reasons, but this time it will be for the benefit of both of us."

"Liar!" she whimpered.

The monster behind her would not even allow her the pleasure of a shriek. Had he powered into her a bit harder, she would have done so, but he was proving to be the most patient of rapists, and for a long while he remained on his knees on the pallet behind her, his thick erection completely housed in the well of her sweet pussy, remaining perfectly still. She had considered jerking forward and pulling off it, but he would only re-position it and ram it into her again. However, when he did move back a little, instead of pain, she once again felt the beginnings of pleasure.

She remained still for awhile, and he reached around her thigh and fingered her clitoris. Pleasure continued mounting inside her.

Now she was quivering, a sense of undeniable bliss rampaging through her-a feeling more powerful than anything she had ever known with Eduardo, and Eduardo had made her feel total pleasure for awhile. He moved his cock, and she felt the pressure within her mount, but at the same time his fingertip continued rolling against the nubbin of her man-in-the-boat, massaging the flaps of her inner labia as well, and slowly but surely the pain in her began subsiding. She sighed, and he pushed back into her, making her gasp and lurch. There were no longer tears on her face, building the sensations inside her, letting her become aware she was nearing the climax-stage. He pushed and pulled, pumping again and again, then he took his hand away, and she whimpered because she missed it. Keeping the full length of his tower of power pressed into her, feeling how incredibly tight and snug and wet she was inside, he undid the cord around her wrists.

Nella's hands fell limply to the sides as tingling told her the circulation was being restored. Her breasts pressed themselves into the pallet as little needles continued dancing through her forearms. But the needles were nothing compared to the thunderous sensations she was feeling in the depths of her vagina when his hand reached around and once again began fondling her clitoris.

Unable to control herself, Nella found she was lurching. She sighed, trembling, but remaining where she was, his arm around her hip and his hand massaging that sensitive little button between her widespread thighs while his cock remained buried to the fullest in the bubbling center that was her vagina. Then he began moving.

"Haungh!" Nella gasped, her only sound for the moment as the penis slid backward, half out of her widened passage, and then "uh!" when the phallus returned, gliding wetly into her. Now all the pain was gone, and all she felt was the pleasure. But she didn't want to admit that, not to herself, and certainly not to him.

Jose began moving steadily, using long, smooth, slow strokes, strokes that probed the extreme sensitivity of her heatedly seething feminine cave. He ached to surge his cock into her, but he restrained himself, using a sawing motion that eased his throbbing powerizer in and out of her very carefully.

Nella made little squealing noises, and she began trembling skittishly when his two hands moved around her thighs, then moved up along her body until he managed to grip her dangling breasts. They began caressing the warm, naked mounds, and all the while his masculine horn glidingly gored its way in and out of her, moving through her wet vaginal sheath, trying to find a part of her cunt that Eduardo's cock had been unable to reach. Unfortunately that was impossible because Eduardo's cock was long enough to have traversed the entire vaginal causeway. He leaned against her, tightly gripping her. His hands held her pendant mammaries firmly, allowing her to feel individual pressure from each of his fingertips.

His hands were big, very big, and Nella found she had no control over herself at all. He was playing her like a musical instrument, touching buttons in her, making her move to his rhythm. But she did like that essential feeling of security the presence of those hands gave her as they filled themselves with the sensitivity of her full-fleshed womanly swells.

His cock was something gargantuan. The very weightiness and thickness of it gave Nella even more security-there really was no better way to describe it-as he reamed her teeming central hole from behind, stroking in and out of the sweetly tempestuous cavern. Eduardo had taken her virginity, but Jose was the one making a woman out of her, making her feel very feminine and in need of someone on whom to lean.

His thrusting movements inside her shuddering body kindled seething desire in her the way the friction of rubbing two sticks together will eventually kindle a fire. The raging desires in her burned far down inside her vaginally tight passage as all of his thrusting cock was bathed in the warm gravy oozing from her cunt.

Nella didn't think about what she was doing; she merely continued doing it, feeling it, loving it. He had stepped up the tempo and force of his rearward fucking into her cunt, and she continually met the hammering thrusts of his fleshy piston with backward jolts of her tantalizing white body, her buttocks flattening against his hard, hairy thighs.

The lovely woman groaned out loud, no longer feeling mere physical pleasure as she had with Eduardo. No, there was much more with this one, with this younger, taller, stronger brother. Her fingers dug into the straw pallet beneath her. Her beautiful face was flaming with desire, and Nella found she was nearly out of breath, her heart pounding maddeningly, incessantly. She knew, with thrilled certainty that the sound of his massive drill squishing in and out of her sucking center with a rhythmic plunging was as arousing as it was obscene, filling her with ever-mounting passion.

Jose was smiling now, noting how Nella met every deep-sluicing stroke with constant movements betraying the steadily growing frenzy of her response. She was as filled with desire for him as he was for her, and once again the thought of allowing his brother to sell this woman with the corn-silk hair made him feel a pang in his heart.

Eduardo might have removed her cherry, but he was the man who was going to tame her. He was also going to keep on punishing her, making certain she had marks all over her body so that Eduardo would be a long, long time in selling her. Gloriously thrilled, he slid his hands from the swells of her monumental mammaries and slipped one into the furry fundament that was her cunt, feeling the way his throbbing cock surged in and out of the tightly sucking hole. He sought, and finally found, her clitoris, and he began massaging it again.

She sighed, stiffened, arched her back as she raised her head and panted out her delight. Tantalizingly voluptuous sensations continued coursing through her shuddering form, and she pumped back at him while remaining firmly balanced on her knees.

Smiling, he solidly ground against the squirming thrust of her lovely asscheeks and continued pumping into her vagina with tremendous lurching strokes. They fucked like rutting animals, feeling more and more pleasure. She had to brace herself with both hands now, to keep herself from falling flat. Her dangling breasts continued swinging wildly, to and fro, to and fro. Their soft resilience had turned to firm solidity, swollen with overpowering lust, the nipples as long and as thick and as hard as ever. Desire continued welling up in Nella and she knew she was on the verge of her all-time greatest orgasm. Just a little bit more, now ... just a little more ... a little more ...

Jose was a first-rate lover, just like his brother. No woman ever left his bed unsatisfied. Many a woman who had been frigid with other men had melted when Jose had touched her. Both brothers were masters when it came to the art of fucking, and the odd part of it was, neither had learned from their father, who was considered an uncaring cocksman, at best. In fact, both brothers had learned their expertise from women who lived in El Valle, either living with some peasant, or by themselves. It was these women who had taken the younger Blass brothers under their maternal wings and had taught them definitely non-maternal sex, and oddly enough, the women who were with Jose never went with Eduardo, and vice-versa, so that each brother developed an entirely different technique.

"Now, mi vida, "Jose gasped, "the time has come for you to achieve total satisfaction."

He thrust faster, longer and harder into her, and Nella threw back her head and shouted, "AAAAHHH YYYYEEEEAAAAA GGGGHHHHAAA AAA-NNNNGGGG HHHHAAAAUUUWWW AAAA-GGGGGHHH AAAIIIIGGGHHHH!"

Now it was Jose's turn. He grunted, gritted his teeth, and slammed the full length of his phallus into her, and silently began spurting his love-juices into her sucking cunt. The vagina nursed at his organ as if the penis were feeding it nourishment.

When it was over and Jose withdrew, he walked from the room, and Nella wondered when he would give her the "After-pill." If she didn't have it within twenty-four hours she might possibly conceive.