Chapter 4
Trudy, in her craving need for explosive, erotic relief, knew it was Tom's scorching cock that was pressing against her wanton, drooling pussy, but she didn't care. She looked from his long, boyish grinning face, down his lanky, thin body to his monstrous cock that was standing out and away from his skinny belly like some grotesque fleshy bat.
"Oh God!" She moaned at the size and beauty of his prick. It was larger than Chuck's, much larger! It was thicker than her wrist and, God forbid... looked almost as long.
As if in a trance, Trudy removed her hand from her raging clitoris and gripped the glorious, heated, alive appendage. Just the feel of the inner throbbing and tantalizing salaciousness of the prick reeled her senses and convulsed her groin and vaginal muscles into knotted, yearning carnal desire.
"Put it in, sis." Tom whispered. "Put it in. You'll like it."
Trudy moaned in agony. The distant voice was once more screaming in her brain. "Incest! That's incest! You can't fuck your own brother! You'd be worse than the slut you already are. Don't do it. Flee. Flee!"
Trudy was being torn apart. She couldn't allow her own brother to fuck her! Yet her belly, her groin, her womb were thrashing and demanding a relief that only this marvelous, searing, throbbing muscular cock could supply.
"Nooooo!" she agonized and shook her head. "I can't. You're my brother. ,That's incest. Incest!" Still she held onto his throbbing, hot wonderful cock and even stroked up and down its length. She couldn't have it, but she couldn't let it go.
At that moment, her mother's insistent, cum-harvesting voice begged from the bedroom. "Ohhhhh Hank. Hank! Fuck me harder. Harder! OH GAWWDDD! I'm ccccuuuummmminnnngggg!"
"Hear that?" Tom whispered into her ear. "Ma's fucking your husband. He's getting satisfied. Your own mother is fucking him. Why shouldn't you enjoy yourself? What's the difference who gives you pleasure? A prick is a prick, and isn't mine a beauty?"
"Nooo!" Trudy continued to shake her head and stroke the iron-hard, alive, massive gristle.
"You want it in you, don't you?" Tom reached up and mashed her ravenous, straining, voluptuous breasts and continued to whisper in her ear. "You've never had one this big put in you, have you? Do you know what a cock my size feels like inside of you? Ma knows! I've fucked her and now she is fucking Hank, your husband."
"Noooooo!" Trudy threw her head back and forth in terrible, lustful desire. She couldn't fuck her brother, no matter what Hank was doing. Still, even as she shook her head, her hand, acting independently of her will, pulled Tom's sensuously hard, pulsating prick to her carnal, craving, tumultuous cavern and hunched for its glorious entrance.
Tom damn near laughed out loud when Tru placed his cock head at her drooling, burning cunt. He had conned her. He had her. He was finally going to fuck his beautifully stacked sister. He forced just the cock head into her tight, salivating, torrid fuck-cave, then paused while Tru moaned, quivered and had a mini-cum. Oh! did he ever have her, but he didn't want to fuck her this way. He pulled his cock out of her clutching, hot hole.
"Not this way," he told her. "Let's go to my room and do it right."
After that first, stretching, ungodly, ecstatic, heavenly entrance of his enormous prick, Trudy would follow him to hell for more. She stumbled over her slacks and panties that were bunched about her ankles. She kicked them free and trotted after her brother into his bedroom.
"Now just stand there a moment," Tom said, as he walked around her removing his shorts and stopping by the bed. "Let me do it my way. First, take off that damn sweater and bra."
Trudy was impatient and slightly embarrassed. "Why?" she said. "Let's just do it. Come on!"
"No," Tom stopped her. "I've wanted to screw you since you first started to grow those lovely tits of yours. Now I'm going to do it right. Take it off."
Trudy did. It was humiliating! But here she stood, naked in front of her brother. What in the world was wrong with her? Up until yesterday, not even Hank had seen her completely bare. She had always worn a shortie nightgown to bed and removed it in the dark. Now not only was she naked in front of her brother, but she was going to fuck him. Oh God! What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she turn and leave this house?
Her eyes dropped once more to Tom's magnificent cock. It waved upright between his legs like a ten-inch-high fence post. She remembered its entrance into her hot hole. God, it had brought such an elegant, enchanting, ravenous rapture to her body and mind that she had no choice. She couldn't leave. She had to have more. She had to know if it would bring the unparalleled, rapturous bliss she needed. She allowed Tom to look at her body. Her only wish was that he would hurry.
Tom was reveling in the sensual, physical perfection of his beautiful baby sister. She was a woman the-likes of whom he had never seen before. Her skin was a milky-creamy-pinkish-white that radiated youth and vitality, while at the same time, oozed and promised a resilient, satin, lascivious softness.
She was barely five feet tall, a good foot or so smaller than he, yet the size of her voluptuous breasts and flaring, heart-shaped silken hips, belied her ninety pounds weight. Her lovely, large, half-melon, creamy titties were topped by virgin pink areolas and raisin-red, erect nipples and jingled and quivered when she moved.
Her whole body was glistening and shining with captivating perspiration. Although her waist was ridiculously tiny and her stomach alive with hidden-muscle hardness, the silken, damp hairs puffing from her pouting mons veneris beckoned in lascivious invitation.
"Come here." Tom held out his hands. "I want to suck on those ripe, luscious, succulent tits of yours."
Trudy was going crazy! Her brother's colossal cock strained up and outward from his skinny pelvis and spasmed and knotted her deep groin muscles. Oh God but she wanted it in her. No! not wanted it in her, needed it in her! She stopped in front of Tom. "Come on!" she pleaded, "let's do it. Let's do it!"
"In a minute," he said, then she felt his searing lips close over her tumultuous, sparkling nipple.
"Ohhhhhh!" She moaned from the luxurious, salacious tingles that his teeth were nibbling and cascading throughout her body. "Oh Jesus!" She grabbed the back of his head and mashed his delicious mouth into her resilient, hot, pudding-soft glutinous breast.
As the enchanting, erogenous goodness ricocheted from her quivering breast, Trudy felt his heated hands crawl up her trembling, urgent inner thighs toward her burning, starving, gushing cunt. Oh fuck! She bent her knees to hurry his hand.
Tom licked, sucked and gentle-bit the rubberish, hot breast node. At the same time he kneaded the voluptuous, warm, woman-fragranced tit with his left hand and eased his right hand up her trembling thighs toward her pulsating pussy. He had waited so long to do this to his baby sister. He couldn't count the nights since she had developed breasts and a ski-jump, bumble-bee ass that he had lain in bed, flogging his cock and moaning her name. Now that he was going to fuck her, he wanted to relish the experience and glut himself of her charms as long as possible.
Her squatting brought his finger to her fiery, wet burrow. He popped his slender, long middle finger deep in her grasping, tight, slippery, velvet cunt and twirled it.
"Ohhhhhh Goooddddd!" She moaned and fuck bumped her excited cooze into his hand. Oh he had her. He had her good! He finger-fucked her scorching sugar scoop slowly four or five times, then eased upward and brushed across her erect, straining clitoris.
"Oooohhh!" She cum-jerked and mashed his head harder into her insatiable breasts. "Do it, Tom. Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
That did it for Tom. He could hold out as long as she was silently enjoying it, but when she begged him to rear his prick in her satin-soft, clutching cunt, that did it. He released his lip grip on her breast, withdrew his hand, jumped back on the bed, then beckoned to his lovely sister.
"Come on, sis! Come get it. Sit on it!"
Trudy was beside herself with desire. Tom lay on his back with his enormous, beautiful cudgel waving and straining upright from his skinny body. But she didn't know what to do.
"How?" she said. "What do I do?"
"Haven't you ever fucked on top?"
"No!" Trudy lay half sideways against Tom's body and tried to pull his massive prick over to her hunching, eager pussy.
"Not that way." Tom stopped her. "Straddle me and lift your ass until it's in, then ease down and fuck away. Come on."
Oh, this was ridiculous. Why couldn't he just fuck her? Still, she kept her mouth shut and straddled his warm, thin body and worked her burning cunt backwards until she felt the massive girth of his pole pressing against her drooling cave. She lifted her ass, sliding her salivating, aroused cooze up the radiating, hard, slick appendage almost forever it seemed. Oh Lord, but it was large! By the time her ardent, pulsating pussy reached the tremendous flared glans, she was leaning on her out-stretched arms and her knees were clear of the bed in a half standing position.
Trudy felt the enormous cock-bulb pressure teasing her ravenous, craving crater, but it wouldn't go in. It wouldn't go in! Her ass was at an impossible angle for the splendid, carnal pole to enter. "Oh no. No!" Trudy half sobbed in frustration. "I can't get it in."
"Stand up." Tom was beginning to pant from his desire. "Stand over it and lower yourself on it." Trudy scurried to her feet and once more straddled over his hypnotizing, waving pole. Then cautiously, she deep knee bent until she felt the satin, scorching softness of his spongy cock head squeeze into and penetrate her gushing, submissive, wanting fuck-throat.
"Ohhhhhh!" Trudy's senses reeled as the massive, fiery head squeeze-forced its salacious way past her vulvas, her stretching pussy sphincter and plowed one-two-three inches into her cum-slick, tight, resilient hole. It felt so lustrously exquisite, yet hurt with such a luxurious stuffed pain that to escape, yet still keep the captured bliss, Trudy fell forward onto Tom's heated body, and lay panting for breath and sanity.
Tom felt his beautiful, surrendering, cum-trembling sister fall and press her glowing, perspiring body on him. Only three inches of his massive. prick was in her gushing, raging, silken fuck-furnace but that was almost too much. Good God in heaven, but he had never been in such a tight, captivating, gratifying hot hole in his life.
"Ease down on it." He pressed on his panting sister's shoulders. "Wiggle it in, slowly."
"It won't go in," Trudy shook her head, "it's too big. It will split me in two."
"Nawww!" Tom soothed.. "It's just the first time for you. You women have babies, remember. Wiggle down!"
Trudy wanted to! Oh God, did she ever. She had never experienced such hurting, salacious, exquisite fullness. She wiggled her wee, blazing ass downward and gentled in another half inch of scorching, glutinous cock. "Ohhhh Gooddd!" She trembled and mini-came again. "I can't do it. I can't do it! It hurts." And she started to withdraw her salivating, fiery furnace off of Tom's thunderously hard, provocative pole.
Tom felt the movement and about went crazy. He was in his sister! He wasn't in balls-deep, but he had four or so inches in the singeing, drooling, clutching cunt and he wouldn't be denied now. She wanted his cock, and God damn it, she was going to get it. He bear-gripped his ungodly soft sister, kicked with his leg, and rolled her over onto her back. Now she was the fuckee and he the fucker, and she was going to be fucked!
Trudy's senses and desires were in such a turmoil that she didn't understand or realize what had happened, where she was, or what was going to happen until Tom's voice rasped into her ear: "Open your legs wider, sis, and get them up on my ass."
He was going to rape her! He had her pinned to the bed and held so she couldn't move her upper body or wiggle out from under him, and he was going to force his enormous, hurting, wonderful cock all the way in her and rip her vagina apart.
She couldn't have that. She would die. Besides, now that she could think somewhat clearer, Tom was her brother! She would be committing incest if she obeyed. Oh dear God, what had she been thinking of to have started this? She was going to shove him off of her, but her legs splayed open.
She opened her mouth to scream him off of her but at that moment, he withdrew his monster an inch or so and plunged it into her hot, eager, wanting hole another three inches. The stretching, hurtful pain blended and mixed with unparalleled, ecstatic joy. "Ohhh fuck me!" belched from her mouth. "Get it all in. Give me all of it!"
Tom withdrew again and force-rammed his tumultuous, charring, cum-slick, rigid prong deep in her tight cavern.
"Aaaahhhhhhhhhh," she screamed at the excruciating, ravenous ecstasy as his colossal flesh-piston stretched and exploded her tight, newly violated, craving cunt. It hurt yet felt so unbelievably, ravenously good that she ignored the spots of pain-deliciousness and offered him her abused, ardent chalice for more.
Tom retreated and plunged again, and this time the sparkling, hot glans of his massive cock actually pressed against her womb orifice. It hurt terribly, yet through the pain, sparklets of pure ecstasy popped and exploded.
"Oohhhhh sshhitttt!" Tom paused over his luscious, sensual sister and squeezed his ass-cheeks to cut off the explosive, mind-blowing orgasm before it got out of control. He didn't want to cum yet. He didn't want to cum until he had fucked his baby sister into a babbling puddle of cock-insanity. That was the only way to insure that women would return, just fuck them into an exhausted mass of pleading, begging submission. And that's what he intended to do. The immediacy of cumming passed, and Tom reached down and started to knead his lovely sister's warm, voluptuous, pudding-soft breasts.
Trudy's sudden erotic pain-joy bolt gentled into an incandescent, glorious, sensuous glow as she relaxed her deep fuck-throat muscles and allowed his hot, hard cudgel to nestle and soak. His scintillating, caressing fingers were swelling her voluptuous breasts which in turn were sparking and igniting splendid, volcanic twinges in her cunt labyrinth. This was what she had needed. She writhed salaciously for more of his cock, then gasped as his spongy cock-knob brushed and poked at her carnal, desirous womb.
"Oohhhggooddd!" She moaned. "Do it to me. Fuck me! Do it!"
Tom had stopped his orgasm and was now good for an hour or so of fucking. He wanted to rip into her womb and feel the mind-blowing ecstasy of entering another tight cunt within a cunt. But he could wait. He backed his ten-inch prick out of his sister's fervent, insistent, clutching cave until just the Plans was inside the slobbering fuck-ravine, then he pushed it back into the boiling, unholy soft, satin pussy until he bumped her cervix.
As he ran his iron monster in and out, back and forth, up and down, sliding in and out of his sister's tiny, tight, grasping, hot hole, Tom mashed and gripped, pressed and rolled her sensuous, lustrous tits. Oh Lordie, but she was a wonderful fuck. Everything about her was so soft, so yielding, so ripe and hot. Tom kissed her passionate, panting, wet lips and gnawed at their woman-sweetness as her glorious ass rose and fell, helping him with each of his long, luxurious strokes.
Tom's rock-hard, singeing, slow, tantalizing piston was driving Trudy into an erotic frenzy. She wanted him to go faster, to pump harder, but he continued in that long, easy, controlled, magnificent, luxurious stroke. The lascivious clutching of his hands on her firm, upright, straining breasts and his sharp biting teeth on her lip, plus his long, smooth, in and out, precious pumping all combined to raise her to the summit of-craving, surrendering orgasm. But she wanted Tom to cum with her.
As her erotic splendour rose, she bucked and drove her ravenous pussy on and off of his lazy, lovable, lustrous spigot for the rapturous boiling jism that would turn her brain to jelly.
Her efforts quickened Tom's strokes and drew little "Awwws" and "Ohhhs" from his panting lips. She was getting to him, she would make him cum, if only she could hold out for another. Another! Tom's burning spongy knob pressed against her womb orifice and strained to enter. The pain and joy were insanity. She should scream for him to stop. But instead, she forced her crevice upward, flung her legs wide open and screamed, "In! In! Ram it in me! Harder!"
She felt Tom's plunging lunge and her vagina stretch exquisitely open and swallow his entire enchanting, fiery cock-knob. The ravenous, salacious, excruciating pain and rapturous ecstasy blasted throughout her mind and body. She screamed from the torturous bliss: "AAAHIHIIIEEE," then jerk-spurt cum in torrents of trembling, quivering delight. It was the most magnificent feeling she had ever experienced, but she couldn't stand it. She jerked her clinging sheath free of Tom's lascivious horn and lay gasping for breath and reason. Tom was holding her tight.
"Don't move, sis! Don't move, or I'll go off."
Trudy could feel him straining for control. She didn't want him to cum. Not now, not until he had done it again. Oh Lord! What was the matter with her? When his giant cudgel had torn into her pulsating, spastic tunnel the first time it had damn near killed her, yet here she was craving more. She barely moved.
"I-will-not-cum!" Tom mumbled and strained. He was as rigid as a board, his body was fairly trembling in his effort. Finally, after what had seemed hours, he relaxed, opened his eyes and grinned at her. "Held it," he said. "Now you're really going to get it." And he once more started the long, slow, slippery, hot exquisite strokes of his enormous, rock-hard cock in and out of her eager, expectant love-tunnel.
"Oh God! Fuck me," Trudy moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Put it back in me deep! DEEP!"
Tom took his time. There was no rush. He stroked his iron rammer back and forth, in and out of her scorching hot, cum-slick satin pussy from glans to just before her womb.
"Oh please!" Trudy begged; her eyes were closed. Her urging breath was caressing his face as she massaged his back, his ass-cheeks. "Deeper, Tom! Put it all the way in! Please!"
"like this?" Tom eased his enormous, pulsating prick gently against her cervix.
Trudy tensed, quivering, trembling like a leaf in a storm of expectation, but he backed away. "No!" She wailed in frustration and hit at his chest with her tiny fists. "DO IT! DO IT!"
Tom grinned and rammed his searing, thick gristle into her back wall. The battering entry sensation set his huge sceptre aflame with lustful desire, and blew his balls into frantic spasms of orgasm heaven. He gripped her ass-cheeks and plunged the entire knob of his craving cock into her pussy walls until he had her speared like a hooked fish. It was so salaciously, delicious, so rapturously elegant that the mind-blowing, ecstatic, gratifying cum roared up his long, hard spigot and blasted into her cunt. He ground his teeth in rapturous splendour, then yelled, "Ooohhh FFUUUCKKKK!"
The pressure of Tom's enormous, lustful cock head on the back of her cooze caused her a licentious pleasure she had never known before. When he screamed and jets of boiling hot jism splashed into her cunny her mind blew away in an excruciatingly painful, rapturous ecstasy that wrenched unintelligible screamings and ravings from her mouth. She was insane and knew it. She was tearing the skin on Tom's back and knew it. She had been hurt by Tom's monstrous cock and knew it. But nothing mattered. Her body shook and spasmed as bolt after bolt of insane rapture lashed her senses and dissolved her reason.
Nothing, nowhere, ever had felt so close to total ecstasy. Her entire body had dissolved into one huge puddle of erotic, salacious, glorious cum and her mind spiralled and leaped with each successive jism-jerk from Tom's captivating, lustrous cock.
She couldn't stand it. If the ecstatic, rapturous bliss continued, Trudy knew it would kill her. "Take it out!" She didn't have the strength to withdraw her own offered cunt and pelvis. "Take it outtttt!"
Then the magnificent cock head withdrew, and with it, the unholy pleasure ceased.