Chapter 2
The afternoon went quickly for Marsha. She fell into a deep sleep after Billy had slipped from her bed, dressed quickly, and gone to answer Linda's insistent call.
When she awoke several hours later the house was still and there were no sounds anywhere. Little streams of fading sunlight came in through the drapes and she guessed it to be four or five o'clock.
She stretched her lithe nude body out luxuriously on the soft sheets, her limbs tingling with the remembered thrills that had shook her earlier in the day. Her moist pussy still glowed from the delicious sensations that Billy had given her with his tongue and she could still taste the salty-sweet male sperm in her mouth. She licked her lips and discovered little bits of dried come at the corners of her mouth and she eagerly licked them up.
I wonder where everyone is? She asked herself lazily, not wanting to stir from the warm comfort of her bed. But she knew that it was time for her to get up and she slowly eased her voluptuous body into a sitting position at the side of the bed. Her long legs dangled for a moment and then touched the soft bedroom carpet. She stood up, afraid for a moment that she would collapse as her trembling legs struggled to support her weight.
She could see her lovely naked image in the full-length mirror at the other side of the darkening room and she marveled that she still looked the same after her wild sexual experience with her brother. Her long dark hair was tangled and hung down over her shoulders, almost concealing one swelling breast. She felt her nipples harden again as her eager mind recalled the thrilling pleasure of sucking Billy's mammoth cock to climax while he brought her such ecstasy with his own tongue.
From somewhere in the front part of the house she suddenly heard a low, pulsing beat of jazz playing softly. The sensuous, animal-like rhythm inspired her to swing her luscious ripe hips in time to the tempo and grind her pelvis provocatively as if trying to recapture some of the erotic stimulation of earlier.
She forced herself to go toward the bathroom. There she turned on the shower full-force and got under it, the stinging needle-like spray of warm water bringing her fully awake at last. She gasped as the water poured down over her beautiful body, searching out and finding every little crevice of soft skin. It was like a thousand tiny hands pricking her with electric shocks and surprisingly, it was not at all unpleasant. She stood there for a few moments without moving. Then, she took a soft washcloth and lathered it. Her fingers worked lovingly down her body, from her tautly swelling breasts with the deliciously hardened nipples down her flat stomach and, finally, into the warming crevice between her tender thighs.
Marsha gasped at the first contact of her washcloth-covered fingers in the quivering cuntal flesh and she had to bring her other arm up against the shower wall to keep from collapsing with sensuous pleasure.
Oh, my God, it feels so good ...so gooooooood!
Her racing mind was alive with exquisite memories of Billy's fervent mouth and pulsating penis. She had never in her life imagined that two such body appendages could bring such wonderful joy to another person.
Her slender fingers caressed the little nub of her clitoris, causing it to spring instantly to life and flooding her with new and exciting sensations. She let her thumb massage the miniature penis while her middle finger thrust up between the plump pussy lips and began a slow, rhythmic in and out movement.
She bent her knees slightly and pulled her legs apart so that she could force more of the slender digit up inside her churning belly. It wasn't as good as Billy's tongue but it gave her a renewed longing for release that she struggled to force. Her lips were parted and she was breathing heavily as another finger joined the first.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" she sighed with mounting excitement as she felt the familiar momentum building. The little streams of warm water that splashed down her luscious body and ran into the gaping pussy channel further inflamed her mounting lust and she thrust in and out faster and faster.
Oh, how good it feels, she told herself. How wonderful to have warm human flesh plunging in and out of her velvety vaginal sheath. She cursed all of the years that she had been ignorant of such pleasure.
She was so wrapped up in her own lewd digital fucking that she didn't hear her bedroom door open or see the dark shadow that suddenly filled the bathroom.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm! Oh! Oh!" she moaned, acutely aware that her damp pussy juices were now flowing freely out of her heated cunt and down around her fingers. Her legs were shaking as she felt tingles of delicious joy surge through her.
Standing in the bathroom, Dirk rubbed the growing bulge in his pants a little harder as he watched Marsha's silhouette through the glass. There was no mistaking what she was doing from the obscene movements of her hands in her cunt and the guttural cries of joy that came to his ears. This was the kind of girl he liked, one who could be sexually aroused by playing with herself. Just watching her had forced his thick cock to grow, stiffening and pushing frantically against his pants.
Through the glass he could see her bending slightly now, her knees spread wide apart as she held onto the door for support and began rubbing her aroused cunt faster and faster. He remembered the guilty look on Billy's face when the youth had come out of his sister's bedroom and Dirk wondered if Marsha could possibly be thinking of her brother as she masturbated.
Billy and Linda had gone out to a movie, leaving him alone in the house with the sleeping Marsha. He had played records and read until his erotic thoughts about the nubile young girl made him come into her bedroom to see if she was awake. Despite Billy's warning about leaving Marsha alone, Dirk had no intention of missing any such pussy.
Water streaming viciously against her body, Marsha bent wobbly as she stroked the inflamed and swollen lips of her vagina more rapidly her mind afire with the imagined tongue of her brother buried between her thighs. She could almost see his eyes glazed with lust while his mouth sucked and searched for her clasping cuntal entrance.
Her obscene masturbation was becoming more and more furious and Dirk decided he could wait no longer. If he let her reach her climax, she'd scream bloody murder when he jumped into the shower with her. He had to get in there now, while she was turned on, he told himself and quickly stripped off his sweat shirt and jeans, immediately freeing his mammoth cock, allowing it to sway back and forth as it jutted out from his hair-covered groin. There was no more time to waste.
"Hello," he said in a smooth voice as he pushed the sliding door open and jumped into the tub beside her, closing the door behind him.
"Ah ... what... ?" was all she could say as he stood there, his huge throbbing cock jerking slowly up and down while she bent half-over with her washcloth planted firmly between the open lips of her sex-scented pussy. She didn't know what to do-the sudden appearance of his leering face and body while she was fucking herself was more than she could stand. He had caught her rubbing her pussy and her emotions were torn between embarrassment, fear, and anger-not knowing which was the most appropriate, "I just needed a shower," he said sarcastically. "I heard your water running!"
"G-Get out of here," she whispered, biting her lips but unable to take her eyes away from his wickedly swaying penis. It was so thick and reddish and long, much longer even than Billy's. Swaying slowly, gently back and forth, it was hypnotizing her and beckoning her to touch it. The thick engorged head was almost purple and the tiny vertical slit on the end oozed a drop of clear semen slowly out with each perceptible pulse that rippled through the threatening phallus. Every cell in her brain told her to scream for help, to run before he attacked her, but every already-aroused fiber in her naked soapy body told her to stay, to reach out and touch that lascivious wicked cock jutting out from the base of his stomach.
Her washcloth fell to the bottom of the tub with a loud plop as his hands quickly slid up her arms and over the smooth, wet soapiness on her breasts. His fingers gently found and grasped the rosy colored nipples to test their hardness and she gasped aloud. He shouldn't do that-he mustn't do that! But the fingers felt so good. Maybe he wasn't really there, maybe he was just a manifestation of her evil imagination, she told herself hopefully, dazed by her sudden heated sexual arousal and the shock of his entrance.
"N-No," she whispered, hearing her voice echo through the shower enclosure. She was becoming more and more afraid, but as she did, he came closer and closer until his arms embraced her, and the pulsing tip of his cock stood straight up, resting tightly between their bellies. His lips crushed over her mouth quickly, and his tongue sought hers in the wet darkness, sending more cursed shivers through her body as their tongues met in a wild duel.
This was all wrong-she wasn't herself-she didn't have any control over her body. And her thoughts couldn't control the mewl of sudden delight that slipped through her lips the moment one of his hands ran down her back into the soapy crack between her snow white trembling buttocks. It felt even better than the wash cloth and its stimulating lather. This was a live, breathing male hand and fingers chipping ever so gently across her frightened puckered anal ring, exciting her more than her fingers ever could have.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned helplessly again as his other hand glided through the soft suds and eased its way through her wet pubic hair and tweaked her swollen clitoris with two fingers. God, she had never felt anything like this-even earlier with Billy! It was forcing her body's senses to respond in a way that she struggled against.
"Don't ..'. oh, God, don't... where's Billy! I want my brother!"
Even as she moaned out her words, her racing brain told her that it was too late. His hands were feeding her almost overwhelming desire and it jerked alive with every sensuous touch, the exciting feel of his bristling hairs on his legs and the thick throbbing madness that pulsed against her belly.
"He's gone out with Linda," Dirk murmured, "he won't be back for hours! Why don't you just relax and let it happen, sweetheart!"
Dirk reached up and twisted the shower knob and suddenly the roaring thunder of the pummeling water stopped, leaving the room silent, except for their heavy breathing.
As much as she wanted for him to stop, Marsha was totally under Dirk's control as her devastating fantasies swept all of her fears away. She let him move her slowly around as he opened the shower door and sat on the edge of the tub. He never took his eyes from her nakedness for a moment. His tongue was teasing circles around her button-like navel causing her whole body to tremble, then slithered downward to the glistening wet pubic hairs that covered her delicious mound of Venus.
"Mmmmm ... no ... n-no," she whimpered as his hands tugged at her waist and pulled her downward until she found herself kneeling in the tub. He was running patterns of erotic sensations over her quivering breasts, making them tremble even more. Then suddenly, without warning, he forced her body upward and out of the tub and shoved her down roughly onto the soft bathroom carpet.
"Come on, baby," he urged softly, his darting eyes telling her to do as he wished. "I'm going to fuck that sweet little pussy!"
"No, stop!" her voice cried out, but her imagination was still working furiously, aroused not only by her body's passions, but by a burning curiosity to find out what it really felt like to have a huge male prick deep in her quivering cunt.
With a low growl of lust, Dirk fell down on top of her body, his hard male flesh pressing into hers as his avid mouth sought out the succulent globes of her breasts. He sucked the warm female flesh into his mouth, sucking and biting the distended nipples until she cried out in little moans of pain and pleasure, digging her nails into his shoulders and pulling him closer.
"I can't... I can't..." she moaned.
Her words fell on deaf ears and she felt him roughly forcing her legs wide apart with his knee. Holding his eagerly throbbing rod in his hand, he looked at her smooth, luscious body.
With a lustful cry, he plunged his massively pulsating cock deep into her moistly contracting pussy, sighing as he sank into her warm tender flesh.
"AAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!" Marsha screamed, hoping she would pass out from the agony of the huge prick in her tiny, hair-lined cunt. It was horribly painful and her cuntal muscles contracted painfully to try and stop the awful forward lunge of his cock. "Stop ... oh God it hurts ... don't ..." she groaned and twisted her body.
It was too big! He would split her in two with the terrible impaling cock! Its size was almost completely out of proportion to the rest of his body, as if he had had a transplant from some huge stud horse, and the thought of it made her feel faint.
"It won't fit ... don't ... you're killing me ... DON'T!" she groaned between little, whimpering gasps of breath, taken between each minute thrust of his huge, fearful cock.
He laughed down at her, saliva running down the side of his mouth and she could feel him shove further into her, ripping her apart, tearing her until she was sure she would never survive the brutal rape.
Then, his grin broadening, he lurched forward with his hips and buried his shaft deep into her belly with one final thrust, pushing with all of his brute strength as she cried out in a shattering scream of pain.
"Oooohhhh! Aaaarrrgghhhh!" she moaned as she felt the throbbing head of his penis push in deeply against the cushiony walls of her womb. She could feel her vagina contracting mechanically around his monstrous, pulsing prick and her own juices began to lubricate her so she could take him with less agony. His hands were mauling at her soft, round breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples into hard erectness and she closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth from the pain.
She writhed and twisted her body under his weight, but he did not let up in his constant hammering at her and she was actually beginning to feel something. She tried in her helpless agony to fight down the screams welling up in her throat, to block out all of the horror of her pain. Suddenly, in spite of the shame and humiliation, her body was moving in a slow grinding rhythm, controlled by a burning desire rather than by her tortured mind. The tightness was building up in her loins and slowly she began to move with him instead of against him.
"Oh God," she moaned, "I can't stand it! I can't stand it!" her hips bucked violently underneath him, but her whole body suddenly crying out to be satisfied by the hardened shaft of flesh sunk deep between her widespread legs.
As her pain subsided, she was caught up in her own desire and need for satisfaction.
"Ooooooooooooo-aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" she groaned, long drawn out moans being sucked from her throat as she stretched her legs out wide and dug the back of her heels tight down into his driving buttocks, giving him complete access to the whole of her wildly gyrating crotch. Her tight, sperm-hungry pussy clasped and unclasped lasciviously around his pounding cock as though trying to swallow him, sucking him deeper and deeper with each jackhammer thrust of his penis into the depths of her greedy pussy.
"Give it to me .. . make me come! Harder, fuck me harder, you aren't fucking hard enough!" she wailed, responding insanely to the pounding male flesh in her quivering belly.
Her body jerked violently up against him, trying to force the violent sexual explosion that she wanted. Her pussy's wild clasping and sucking contractions around his pistoning rod of flesh made the desire churn deeper in her loins and she had to have him come soon!
"Jesus Christ, you're a wild little piece of ass," Dirk moaned, feeling his lust-swollen balls slap into the sweet upturned buttocks of the young girl under him.
It was as if all the pleasure in the world were concentrated in the tiny, hair-lined pussy that was milking his cock so avidly. He felt the clenching vaginal sheath strain to tighten around his huge cock and he didn't let up the tempo as he continued to pound it into her quivering belly with a brutal force.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Fuck me ... fuck meeeeeeeeeee.'" she cried out, forcing her glistening naked crotch upward to skewer the lunging hot penis as his weight came down heavily on her writhing body. "I can't more ... MORE!"
Her erotic words were stimulating him to even greater effort and he knew that it wouldn't be long before he would flood her warm inner cavity with his heated white come. But he wanted to continue the obscene and pleasure-giving fucking longer. Shivers of pure rapture swept through his pulsating shaft and he moaned over and over again as she forced herself up to meet his vicious downward thrusts.
Marsha was on fire with lust and she had to have more! Gone from her mind were all thoughts of her brother now. The only thing in the world that mattered was the delicious battering that her pussy was receiving. It was wonderful-too wonderful to even think about! She tightened her long legs around his back and pulled him down into her glistening pussy with a renewed cry for more of the sweet cock.
On and on the furious fucking went until they were both almost overwhelmed by the pleasure. Marsha felt as if she were floating on a cloud of pure desire-watching the madly fucking couple beneath her. Her face was contorted with animal lust and she twisted and gyrated insanely.
Suddenly, a new and almost frightening sensation rocked through her nakedly writhing loins. Little bursts of pleasure exploded in her trembling belly and spread downward through her legs as she gasped with surprise and delight.
"I'm coming ... oh God, I'm going to come ..." she moaned, her voice incoherent and strained.
Dirk increased the tempo of his smoothly thrusting cock, sinking it as deeply into her impaled body as he could, His testicles were slapping into her upturned asscheeks and he stiffened as the first rush of hot scalding sperm raced up the channel in his cock and exploded in the greedily milking cunt.
"AAAAGGHHHHHH ... keep fucking ... keep fuckiiiiinnnnggggg!" Marsha roared, her half-open eyes glazed with desire, her lower body jerking and bucking wildly under the hard-driving cock.
Dirk had no intention of stopping now. His throbbing prick continued to pour out the delicious juices that mingled with the hot female fluids from deep in Marsha's cunt. Her vaginal muscles were contracting around his mammoth shaft, milking and sucking more of the wonderful fluid into her velvety inner channel.
"Fuck back!" he demanded, his voice choking with animal-desire, the perspiration dripping from his forehead as he jerked forward and ground his pelvis against her matted pubic hair, causing her to wail again and again.
Nothing in the world had ever felt so good to Marsha-not even the wonderful mouth fucking that Billy had given her. She was a woman at last-a full-grown mature woman who needed -demanded!-sex for its own sake. She could never go back to being the inhibited little teenager that Billy had known. She would do anything in the future to fuck as often as she could -at whatever cost!
Then, as her passions erupted in a boiling explosion that shook her and "caused the screams to shoot out of her mouth, Marsha almost fainted from the exquisite sensations that flooded over her. She was in an abandoned rapture, an ecstasy so great that she wondered if anyone in the world had ever been so happy and fulfilled.
Slowly their bodies slackened the furious tempo and came to rest, Dirk's huge cock still buried deeply in her clasping cunt as he struggled for breathe.
"Oh ... Jesus ... that was ... w-wonderful ..." he groaned, letting his lean hard-muscled body fall to the floor beside her and pulling his now deflating cock out of the glistening, pinkfleshed young cunt.
Marsha was too happy to respond except with a lazy smile. Her legs were still spread wide apart and she could feel the cool air wash over her violated cunt-bringing it welcome relief from the torrid heat of their lovemaking. She felt no embarrassment now, only a deep longing for her pleasure to return soon.
Finally, Dirk got up and pulled the protesting girl to her feet.
"What are you doing?" she moaned as he forced her to stand. "I want to rest... I want to rest some more...."
He laughed at the pained expression on her pretty face.
"Don't worry, baby, I'm taking you to bed," he said between deep chuckles. "You'll get plenty of rest later!"
She allowed herself to be pulled toward the inviting bed with its disarranged sheets and blanket. As they went, she glanced down and was delighted to see that his thick cock was once more jerking back into erection.
A sly smile played across her lovely face as she felt herself being pulled down into the warm comfort of the soft bed and his strong arms go around her.
"That was only the appetizer, Marsha, the best is still to come!" Dirk said smugly.
"What the hell happened in your sister's bedroom between you two?" Linda asked earnestly of Billy.
They were sitting in his car in the public park, a few blocks from the house. It was pitch dark and although the park had supposedly closed for the evening, several other cars were scattered about. They could hear loud sexual sounds coming from them and the excited giggles of young couples in the throes of passion.
"I-I don't want to talk about it," Billy responded glumly. He felt awful about what had happened and he hoped that somehow he could forget it all. But he knew that his feelings of guilt weren't going to go away that fast. He wondered if it would be better for all of them if they spent the next week camping at the beach -away from the scene of his terrible mouth-rape of his sister.
"Well, you certainly aren't giving me much attention," Linda snapped, angry that they had been sitting here for almost an hour and he hadn't made his first move yet. "I mean, I'd much prefer to do my fucking in bed-I'm not crazy about being here among all these high-school Romeos and their pimply girlfriends!"
"I'm sorry, baby," Billy whispered into Linda's ear. He could smell her perfume and the musky aroma that escaped from her heated pussy flesh. She was the hottest little cunt that he had ever met and he knew how much she enjoyed fucking. It wasn't fair of him to deny her pleasures just because of his own problems.
"You might do something about it then," she replied, still a little offended by his quiet manner. Her hair-lined little pussy was burning up for the feel of a, hard cock and she was almost beside herself with desire for him. "Want me to warm you up a little bit?"
Her nimble fingers came down to his lap and started to unzip his pants. She could feel the soft lump of cock-flesh beneath the thin material and she cursed that it wasn't beginning to get hard yet.
Billy sighed and let her unzip his pants. In a moment his soft cock was free and she was fondling it lovingly, trying to coax it into erection.
"It's like a dead snake," she complained, her busy fingers running up and down the limp shaft. "Want me to suck it up for you?"
The words recalled how eagerly his lovely young sister had sucked him off this afternoon and Billy shook his head quickly. The last thing in the world he wanted right now was a blow-job!
"No!" the exploded, startling them both by its force. "I-I mean ... how about just pumping it up with your hand! You know something . . ." he paused as a rush of erotic memories came back to him. "... I got my first hand job right here in this park one night! It was after the junior prom and the girl I was with wouldn't let me fuck her so I made her jack me off!"
Linda giggled as she felt the limp flesh start to come alive. She increased the pressure of her expert fingers, pulling softly back on the foreskin and exposing the reddish knobhead to her excited gaze.
"You devil you," she laughed. "I'll bet you had more than your share of pussy when you were a boy, didn't you?"
"Nothing as groovey as you, honey," he answered truthfully. "It was mostly kid stuff- you know, jump on and jump right off! Half the time I shot my wad on their legs!"
"Yeah, I dig! Most boys don't know the first fucking thing about giving a girl a good hard screwing!" Linda said excitedly. "I usually had to do all the leading. I remember the first time I ever gave my steady boyfriend some head-he damned near went crazy and before I could eat his juice he pulled his prick out of my mouth and shot all over my hair! Sonofabitch! My ma thought I'd fallen in the river my hair was so wet!"
They both giggled and began to relax. "You've had a lot of experience, haven't you?"
Billy asked.
"Yeh, my old man broke me in young! I was fucking and sucking his cock when I was about twelve years old! It makes a girl grow up fast!"
Billy was stunned. Linda had never mentioned that before and he felt a sudden urge to confide what had happened this afternoon to her. While she excitedly played with his rapidly hardening cock he recounted the whole episode for her-leaving out nothing!
"Wow!" she said when he had finally stopped talking. "No wonder you looked so pooped and guilty! Your sister is a hell of a good looking little cunt!"
"But what the hell am I going to do?"
"Do? Why do anything? As long as you both like the action I'd recommend that you relax and enjoy it. I lost the best piece of cock I ever had when my old man split one day when I was about fifteen! Man, could he sock it to me ... his cock was about the size of a horse's and he really knew how to use it!"
A strange look came onto Billy's face.
"Hey, honey, I didn't mean to put down your cock! You're not so bad yourself, but it was different, you know?"
The confused youth nodded.
"But, didn't you feel guilty or anything?" he asked.
"Hell no," she answered firmly. "Why should I? That's what cocks and cunts are made for! Not to mention mouths!"
Neither of them spoke as Linda suddenly felt his cock at full strength and size. She leaned over and began to lick the hard rubbery head with her excited tongue, feeling him gasp with pleasure from the smooth oral member sliding up and down his heated pole.
"What's your pleasure tonight, honey? How about a little cocksucking now?" Linda asked, pulling her ripe lips away from the huge column of flesh for a moment and looking up at him with lust-glazed eyes.
Despite the surge of lewd excitement he felt from her mouth and words, Billy had a different idea in mind.
"I'd rather shove this pole up your sweet little asshole," he told her. Ass-fucking was the one thing that had never happened between them and he was more than anxious to try. The closest he had ever come to it was when he plunged his finger into her puckered little anus while he fucked her. But he could tell from the way that Linda wiggled her ass that she wanted it too.
"Not now, baby," she replied with a lewd smile. "You'd kill me trying to fuck me in the ass in this small car! How about a quickie regular fuck and then we'll grease the old asshole up when we get home! I feel like this is going to be a long night!"
Billy plunged his hand down between her legs and felt her plump pussy under the tight material of her jeans. His thumb dug into the spot where her clitoris lay and he heard her gasp with delight as shivers of joy swept over her.
"Oh, yes, lover, that's the spot! Oh God, let me get out of these jeans so you can get a good shot at my pussy!"
The car began to shake as she writhed and twisted her young luscious body, swiftly snaking out of her jeans. In a moment she was naked from the waist down and in the dim light of the dashboard clock Billy could see the inviting little hair-lined cunt that was being opened for him.
He groaned as he thrust his fingers into the warm waiting flesh.