Chapter 1
"Aaaarrrggh! No, Uncle Ralph, no!"
The tortured screams blasted Jackie's ears. They came from inside the primitive wood cabin miles from the nearest town. How well she knew those sounds of agony. They struck terror in her heart; a dull, throbbing pain could not be silenced even after all these years.
"Not there! Don't do it there, Uncle Ralph!" The shrill pleadings of a frantic girl. Jackie clenched her fists feeling the waves of revulsions shoot through her body. There was no point arguing with the demented, man inside the cabin. She knew from experience that her Uncle would not stop ravaging the young girl until his cock snuggled safely in the warm sleeve of the girl's vagina, shooting jets of sticky, white sperm into her feminine softness.
She knew because not long ago it had been her body thrown across the kitchen table! Her skin rippled with tension, her nipples hard as metal cones. There was no forgetting when Uncle Ralph caught her spying in on him. Dragging her into the house and rolling back her blouse, his hands cupping her tiny breasts, then sinking downward ... No one forgets the stark horror of being raped. She still had dreams. The pain was still there, exploding in her cunt, the thick shaft of his penis worming up her tight channel, popping her cherry as it rose within her. It rose to what seemed the middle of her stomach, then her guts had heaved mightly as his prick backed out of her slot. In and out, his cock went, pistoning her channel, stretching out virgin muscles and making the dark, viscous love fluid ooze from her slot opening. She could not forget ... .never.
A second scream snapped Jackie's mind back to reality. This was no time to be daydreaming. No ordinary teenage girl's future depended on her action. The screaming girl ... that was her sister! It was Jennie! That was her anguished voice and Jackie was going to do something.
The moonless night hung like a thick blanket around the house. Jackie picked her way through the rusted automobile parts and other junk that cluttered the front yard and stepped carefully on the sagging floor boards of the front porch.
"Oh! Oh!! Uncle Ralph!" The high-pitched voice had lost some of its edge. Fear had trickled out of her. Jackie clenched her teeth remembering how her own fear had turned to heated passion under Uncle Ralph's manipulating fingers. The guilt and the dread came mater, much later, after the tender female flesh had felt all the dripping joy of his surging penis.
Jackie's breath came in short, quick gasps. Her heart pounded like a trapped animal in her chest struggling for freedom. She felt queasy and trembling all over as she grasped frantically for the calm self-assurance that she would need to do what had to be done.
With enormous effort she forced herself up to the grimy front window and stared inside.
In a room no bigger than a good sized closet was assembled a life time's worth of kitchen appliances, metal cutting tools and neatly stacked magazines and tarnished athletic trophies. Rising up among the human debris was a porcelain medical table. It was immaculately clean; sanitary enough for a surgeon to operate on.
She recognized her sister immediately. Her plump, girlish body rested on the table, her belly rising with every excited breath she took. The frilly blue dress she wore to school was lifted up against her chest. Her white panties, torn from her ample thighs, lay on the floor.
Jackie took in the whole, terrible scene without blinking an eye. Nothing had changed in seven years. Her sister's hair was several shades lighter. Otherwise, the same. She felt a tightness between her legs, an intense ball of sexual longing that perched on her cunt lips before gushing out into her panties. She pressed her thighs together, resisting the urge to itch her hot twat while she watched Uncle Ralph walk around to her sister's side.
"You are beautiful," he said, stroking her leg. "Much prettier than your sister. Part of the family heritage, I guess." His fingers raced across the coppery colored thatch of pubic hair that sprouted from her twat. "Oooopoo!" said Jenny, bucking her hips against his fingers. Her virgin awkwardness only excited Ralph to greater heights. He loved young girls, His whole life seemed centered around them. It was pointless to deny that his cock hardened with desire just watching the young fillies as they hung around the hamburger stands, flaunting their sexuality.
Long ago he had learned what teenage boys knew instinctively. That there was something naughty in the way the girls flirted and paraded their budding sex. The tightness of their clothes, the exaggerated roll of her strutting walk and the willful use of obscenities, were all clue to their feminine mystique. Under the layers of developing flesh, hidden deep within the subconscious was the secret desire to feel the rude intrusion of hard cock inside their wakening cunt channels. These virgin girls just begged for a good fucking and Ralph was more than willing to give it to them.
"Does it hurt when I stick my finger up her cunny?" he asked. He was two fingers deep inside her and the flesh was still tight and unyielding. "I have more butter, if you want."
Jennie felt a hot, glowing warmth roar through her loins. Her legs were stretched out into the stirrups at the end of the doctor's table, arching her thighs outward, exposing her young twat. Uncle Ralph had strange ways of doing things. First he had violently ripped the clothes from her body and forced her to lie on the table. Then he stroked her body until tiny jolts of excitement filled her cupcake size breasts. All this felt very warm and reassuring and the idea of sex no longer terrified her. Under his guidance, her back had arched off the table and a shower of sparks exploded through her nervous system. He did wonderful, exciting things to her that drove her to glorious new peaks of sexual sensation. His fingers reamed her twat, and when the flesh ached to his touch, he poured melted butter into her channel, loosing up her twat.
But now she was tight again, her cunt folds clamping down on the invading fingers.
"No, Uncle Ralph," she said. "You surprised me with the butter the first time. But I don't need it any more."
She humped against him and was delighted to find that her tight flesh was actually opening up again. Rotating her hips off the table seemed to work. Hot flashes of pleasure rushed from her cunt up to her swollen tits. The fingers plunged deeper into her leaking honey pot.
"You are getting very loose and juicy," said Uncle Ralph. "You're just about ready for some hot and heavy sexing."
"Oh yes darling," she cooed. But despite his willingness to thrust her twat up at Uncle Ralph and the great pleasure that he was capable of arousing in her body, Jennie felt a twinge of uncertainty. This was her Uncle Ralph and she had been warned about such bizarre behavior of older adults. It was called incest and she knew that her family took a very dim view of such behavior.
Ralph worked into her cunt hole, his fingers as deep inside her as they could go. "I want you, Jennie.
I want to show you everything there is to know about the world of sex." His fingers slipped through her soft void lubricated by nascent cunt juice and dripping wet butter. She was lush and incredibly ripe to the touch and the sensation of her dark womb closing in around his cock stirred the foamy jism in his balls.
"OUCH!" she cried, as his finger tip poked the tough skin flap of her hymen. "God, that hurt." Her squirming hips showed the girl's indecision over sex; her fertile triangle seemed to retreat away from his touch.
"I wouldn't hurt you for the world," he explained, trying to revive the passion fires that lay under the thin veneer of fear. "You don't want your cherry anyway. It's useless. Once my cock is inside your cunt, you'll forget all about it."
Jennie felt a hardening at the base of her ass ravine. True her slit was working into a nice hot pit under Ralph's tender stroking. And his cock intrigued her. Only in cheap magazines had she witnessed a large, firm penis at full attention. His underwear barely cover the unseemly bulge and through the panel slit she caught flashes of pink skin and dark pubic hair.
Her goose fleshed skin bathed in her own sweat, the salty drops running from her cunt hairs down the deep ravine parting her butt cheeks. She had the wild inclination to reach out and grab the pecker hiding under the cotton shorts and jerk the rigid shaft. Jerk it hard until it stood straight out like a menacing club and then cram the whole throbbing mess down her throat.
The musty room loomed up at her as her blue eyes dilated. Adrenaline shot through her sensitive nerve endings; Jennie found the intense pressure doing strange things. Words formed in her paralyzed throat that until this moment she had only spoken in her most erotic, forbidden dreams.
"Please ... give ... it ... to me!" The kitchen was deadly quiet, her words made strange echoing sounds. "Yes ... I want it ... now!"
Ralph could not believe what his dumb cousin was saying. He expected all the conflicting emotions that had arisen in his conquest of the young girl's snatch, but she was actually begging for it.
The word! inflamed him. The sounds of her words, the soft squishing noise of fingers widening cunt flesh and the splat of butt cheeks pounding against enamel table, drove him into a frenzied state.
"Please, I need you inside me ... now! She was desperate for sex, her urgencies taking a commanding sound. "Fuck me!--I want you to fuck me!"
A raw and pungent smell rose to Ralph's excited nostrils. No doubt that her cunny was ready for a good fucking. Quickly he stepped out of his cotton pants and thrust his huge cock before the girl's startled eyes.
"Jesus, look at that," she said. "I never thought your thing was ... that big." Startled by the nearly foot long pecker, Jennie didn't know what to say. The shaft flickered hideously before her the circum-sized crown staring at her like slow moving eye.
"Touch it, darling," he coaxed her. "Let it touch your little tits. Let my cock touch you everywhere."
"Ooooo!" she exclaimed as the prick meat lunged under the cotton blouse. Ralph guided his cock with the precise skills of an oarsman negotiating while water rapids. He teased the aroused nipples with conical head drawing tiny circles in the tingling, passion filled flesh around the nipple.
"Yeow!" she gasped, squirming her child's body squirming eel out of water. "I'm so fucking hot, I could explode." She wanted to take him immediately. So hot was her passion that the giant cock no longer scared her. She thrilled to its long shape and ugly wrinkled skin and deep within the core of her womanhood, Jennie felt the roar of her animal passion come to life.
Ralph was one step ahead and he held her hands down while the cock explored her body. "See, how skillful the cock is. It knows just what to do." He pulled out from under her blouse and slowly advanced on her face.
"You know about cocksucking," he asked, rubbing around the nape of her neck. "You have no idea how good it makes a man feel. Eating and licking my penis and stroking my nuts really turns me to jelly." The cock left a thin trail of slippery lubricant as it began the last leg of its journey. He pushed across her ear, and eased down along her stubby nose and up to the raised red line of her lips.
"Will you come in me," she asked, wanting to jam his manhood into her face yet obeying his stern' command not to. Her titties and ripe cunny were throbbing for something to happen. "Will you shoot your load down my throat."
"Yes, I will. And you like that raw taste of my come," he said. "After fucking your face, Fll fuck your cunt and rid you of that nasty hymen."
His burning gaze riveted the young girl's attention. They were caught in each other's web of erotic mystery, their moves and actions coming spontaneously. Though Jennie had never felt a man's penis, in fact had never seen a live, trembling cock before, she knew exactly what had to be done. Turning her face, she opened her sopping mouth and allowed the hard, twitching meat to penetrate her face.
The throbbing shaft slipped through her parted lips, along the raspy tongue and settled in the virgin softness at the back of her throat. She licked and sucked him greedily fighting the urge to gag on his prick.
"That's right darling, let your mouth come to the shaft," he urged. His balls were throbbed. Jesus, the fucking little broad could really suck cock! He pulled out slowly then slid back into her silky softness, her warm spit bathing her burning shaft.
She ate his dick like a pro. He concentrated on every jerk of his hips and each thrust of cock into her mouth. The come was welling up, making his balls ache and only by determined effort did Ralph stop the hot jizz from spurting into her face.
His full attention was given to fucking the girl's face and he did not see the light flicker or feel the cold draft of air on his back as the kitchen door opened then closed.
He was jamming hard meat into Jennie's steaming mouth, filling her puffed up cheeks with pleasure, reveling in her surprising warmth. His balls banged against her lips as the whole slippery shaft was going in and out of her face with forceful hip lunges.
"Great wonderful goodness," he yelled, pistoning his hips into her sucking mouth hole. Spit streamed from the cracks of her lips. Jennie looked up, her eyes wild with desire, her wet mouth glued to his dick while her fingers worked on his balls.
She was as excited as he was. "KEEP SUCKING!! " he shouted, rocking the table with his violent hip thrusting. "SUCK! SUCK ME OFF!! MY JIZZ IS COMING FAST!! ! "
His hips rolled back and a wave of tranquility washed over his tortured mind. Sperm shot to the bulging cock head and ached for release. His nerves coiled into knots as his energy rushed to the tiny hole in the prick head and when his hips came thundering through in one final thrust, he let go. The hole dilated, sending a stream of milky white happiness shooting into Jennie's mouth. He felt with mounting release jet after jet of joy juice cascading down her throat. Her mouth gave him further surcease as it sucked down her drop. Her fingers squeezed ever so softly on his deflated nut sack and her feminine softness never left him, even after her face filled with seed and while trickles of come flowed from her lips. He felt at peace with the world as the release of sexual tension eased through him.
It was at that moment that Jackie raced behind him and struck him with the foot long salami she had found on the counter. "Not again, you pig," she screamed. But as he slumped to the floor, Jackie could see for herself that it was indeed too late to do much of anything.