Chapter 13
Peter put aside a geometry text when Penny came naked into his room. He smiled as he noted the look in her eyes and her bedraggled hair.
He said, "You got your way with her, huh?"
"How did you know?" Penny dragged her robe to his bed, dropped it, and sat tiredly on the bed.
"I heard the yelling. I was tempted to go take a look." He stood up from his desk and started to shuck off his clothes.
"I got her to eat me!" Penny's eyes brightened. "I really forced her to do it." She watched her brother strip down. Her eyes fastened on his long, soft cock. Her pupils flared.
Peter slipped into bed. He leaned back against the headboard He smiled at Penny and reached out to fondly caress her right breast. "We're even-up now."
"We sure are." Penny was recovering quickly from her tremendous sexual discharge of nervous energy. "It blew my mind! She really had to be forced to start. I got her to strip, then I fucked her with a bottle-"
"What?" Peter was incredulous, grinning. "Fill me in!"
Giggling, smiling proudly, Penny told him what had gone on with Mae. As she recounted the events, she shifted further onto the bed and closer to him. When Penny finished, she was lying beside Peter, one hand full of his slowly hardening cock.
Peter was impressed. "I think I'll go in there and go you one better. I think I'll go in there and fuck her!"
Penny shook her head. "Don't. I don't think she could handle it. Not so soon. When I left she was really wigged out. We don't want her to go really insane, do we?"
"No."
Penny reached over and guided his hand to her pussy. She opened her legs to give him room. She manipulated his large, half-hard cock. She said, half to him, half to herself, "I've got a funny ache in me down here." She patted her lower belly. "Fucking mother with that bottle made it worse. I wanted to just push it into my cunt-and get it over with-just get fucked."
Penny turned humid, misery-laden eyes to her brother, "Will you do it to me, Peter? Tonight? Now?"
"Haven't you had enough sex tonight?"
"I mean it!"
"Sure you do. But-"
Penny pressed against him. Her full, ripe young breasts molded to his arm and chest. "I'm ready for it, Peter. And I want it to be you. I love you" Penny kissed him lasciviously on the mouth. She tightened her left hand on his cock and slowly, luxuriously, pumped the skin up and down.
His cock stiffened and thickened dramatically. Peter enclosed her in his arms. His tongue played with hers. They moaned softly. Their breathing deepened and speeded. Peter slid lower with her, away from the headboard.
Penny pushed herself farther over on top of him. Her left hand abandoned his cock. She captured it between her lean thighs. She broke the long, sensuous kiss and breathed in his ear, "Please ... please ... fuck me. I want your cock in me. I always have."
"It'll hurt. I'm tremendously big."
"I know all that. But it has to be you." She wriggled enticingly on his body. She worked his now rigid cock up between her thighs, until it was standing warmly, snugly, in her crotch, throbbing against her pussy and against her anus, rising above the backs of her thighs like a post of living flesh.
Peter was aroused and he wanted very much to take Penny's cherry. The idea excited him.
He had always intended to be the one, but now was a surprise. He resented Penny being the one who was pressing for it, on her own initiative. Was she trying to take over? Also, he didn't like her lying on top of him. That was the male role. He rolled with her. They ended near the far edge of the bed, with him on top, his huge cock still nestled against her crotch, pressing down into the bedding under her.
Penny suffered his weight gladly. She worked her arms around Peter's neck. She sought his lips with her hot mouth. Penny wasn't thinking clearly, she only knew in her guts that she truly wanted to be fucked! Fucked! And not by some boy who would be clumsy and afraid and who meant nothing to her. Nor by some "experienced" man-Lars!-who would be all hung up on her virginity and being first. Such a man might be too considerate and gentle. And, again, she wouldn't care for him.
She had to have Peter! Her twin! It was meant to be! Penny felt his incredibly long, thick cock pulsing heavily between her thighs, moving minutely against her moist slit. A gut terror was forming in the pit of her stomach. Peter had such a monster cock! It would hurt-Jesus, it would probably be an agony to take him as her first. But she didn't want it any other way!
Penny played her fingers through his long hair. She reveled in his obvious arousal. She sucked erotically on his tongue in her sensuous mouth. She pressed her loins upward against his in a slow, tempting rhythm. Peter lifted off her body.
He ended their wet, abandoned kiss. She gave a disappointed cry.
He grinned. "I'm going to do it. You want it that bad, Penny, you're going to get it." He waggled his massive erection in her face. "But first-"
"I won't suck you now. You don't need it. I want you to come in me."
"I'm going to go down on you and get you so hot-" His grin faded. "If I go off in you-could be dangerous."
"I'm not afraid of having a love child."
Peter thought about it a minute. He made his decision. "Mom has some of those new 'morning after' birth-control pills, doesn't she?"
"Yes. I saw them. They were in a top dresser drawer. She has the regular daily kind, too."
"Okay, if I'm not turned off by your yowling like a stuck pig when I pop you, and I shoot off in you, then you take one of those pills in the morning when Mom is making breakfast. Dig?"
Penny nodded. "Dig. But I want to have your child some day, Peter. I mean it."
Peter smiled and kissed her nose. He kissed her lush, hot, yielding mouth again. He kept his weight off her and his giant cock nudged down between her thighs. He put his hand on her fuzzy mound and gently pressed a finger into her hot pussy lips. There was a coating of secretion on them and they were pouted, as if for a kiss, to accept his mouth or his cock. He found her inner vulva as juicy as it was possible to be. Her body heat seemed furnace-like.
Peter was lured into a longer and longer kiss.
Penny's mouth was marvelously sweet and soft and wanting. He dipped his tongue between her honeyed lips. When he dragged his lips away, Penny was in a state of seductive restlessness. She was close to panting, so great was her arousal. She writhed under him. Her nipples were hard, a flushed, vivid pink. Every erotic surface of her body was puffed and sensitive. Her golden brown eyes were half closed, smoldering, hungry pits.
She gasped, "Don't go down on me! Oh, Peter, I'm so ready now ... I'll explode if you don't do it now!"
He nodded. She was right and she was ripe for puncturing. And his heavy ramrod would do the job. He took her lush, hot mouth again. She arched up against him and rubbed her breasts frantically on his chest.
She moaned imploringly. Her belly ached in a weird, indescribably itchy way. She wanted that thin membrane ripped away-penetrated! She wanted Peter's cock buried in her! "Fuck me, Peter! FUCK ME!"
"Okay, okay." He got into position.
Penny was sobbing with nervousness, anticipation, and a sickening dread. The time had finally come. She felt Peter's huge cudgel of a cock prodding at her pussy lips. She was so worked up! Her lust and determination overwhelmed the sickening fear ... the unknown. Penny drew her knees up. She was dry mouthed and tight chested. She gasped for air.
She felt Peter's hand and wrist on the inside of her left thigh. He was grasping the shaft of his cock. The head of the monster was rubbing up and down against her slippery lips. The lips of her vulva parted easily. The head slipped inside to the tender, juicy pink flesh of her labia.
Penny moaned. She drew her knees higher. Her hands were hooked under her thighs. She turned her head feverishly this way and that. She licked her lips continuously. She felt the big head of his cock lodge against the inner opening to her vagina. She panted louder as she felt him readying, seeking leverage. She gasped, "Break me!"
Peter gripped his hands over her shoulders. He pressed against the barrier. Steadily increased the pressure. Penny felt the pushing ... felt her vaginal mouth yielding ... wider-more-his glans was up against her hymen now-that sheet of tissue that meant virginity or defloration. Now-pain-as the pressure mounted. A ring of fire there. She cried, "Do it!"
Peter grunted and thrust with all his power! His cock tore through the thin, straining membrane. The force of his thrust carried his cock far into her virginal cunt.
Penny shrieked! She was torn open! Jagged shards of pain surrounded the huge bulk that had burst into her belly. Her vagina was stretched to encompass this first intruder-this incredible size! Her sheath was a tube of pain. Penny's mouth contorted with agony. She screamed again!
Peter didn't move in her. His cock started to soften. "Shut up, damn it! You wanted it so fucking bad!"
Penny gritted her teeth. Tears welled in her eyes. "Peter, it hurts so much!"
"You want me to stop?" He glanced around over his shoulder. He half expected Mae to come in. She must have heard those screams!
Penny set her jaw. She blinked away tears. "No! I want to be really fucked ... in a minute. Just give me a minute...." She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, slowly.
Peter remained on his elbows and knees over her. His cock remained sunk about two-thirds into her. About five inches of fat, now softened cock. It was about two-thirds hard.
The diminished thickness and hardness helped Penny. The pain dulled a lot. She could think and feel around it. The presence of Peter's cock in her was good. She didn't regret her defloration. She whispered, "Move slowly ... really slow."
She closed her eyes and wondered if their mother had heard her yells. Penny didn't care. There was nothing Mae could do. Peter began tiny in and out moves in her sore cunt. Very gentle. The pain remained dull in spite of the movement. Penny was surprised and delighted and hopeful. She slowly lowered her feet to the bed. This gave her leverage.
She slowly, infinitely slowly, experimentally, began to move with Peter. "Oh, wow ... it's feeling good! It hurts, too, but it feels good...." She moved gradually more enthusiastically. She asked, "Is there much blood?"
Peter peered under, between their bodies. "A little bit. A few dribbles. There isn't much. It isn't bleeding now."
"Umm. I was ripe for popping!" Her eyes took on a glow of satisfaction.
Peter let her set the pace. He smiled down at his sister. He really loved her. She had guts and he had to admit she was his equal.
Penny smiled back at him. She closed her eyes again and concentrated on feeling. The pain was, amazingly, fading even more. Her cunt was adjusting to his size. And her torn-open hymen was somehow losing sensitivity. Penny slid her hands onto his back, and down onto his buttocks. She whispered, "Go deeper."
"You're really a glutton the first time."
"Umm ... Oh, yes ... more." Penny spread her fingers on his tensed, moving buttocks. She pulled him down-deeper into her cunt. Her insides were loosening, turning squishy and hot. The massive slide of Peter's cock was becoming pure enjoyment! The remnants of her hymen seemed nearly dead-a minor irritation.
Penny began to moan with pleasure. What a feeling! All that big, fat cock in her belly. No regrets ... only why did she wait this long? How much more could he get into her? It felt marvelous! Could she take it all! She wanted it all! "Oh, Peter, fuck me ... fuck me!"
They both heard the door to his room open, behind them. It had to be their mother! Penny cried, "Don't stop!" She stared up at him with a wild, glorious expression.
Peter did not intend to stop! He heard the deep indrawn gasp of shock behind him. He drove his cock still deeper into his sister's clenching, rippling cunt. Shit, it felt great in there. He almost had it all in, all but one inch, it felt like. And Penny's fingers were digging into his ass, urging him to bury his log all the way!
There was a low, ululating moan of horror behind him and he recognized his mother's voice. He gripped Penny's shoulders. He fucked her, faster and faster, and deeper ... deeper, until it astonished him that she was taking him. Her cunt was like hot Jello inside, with muscles! Jesus!
Peter was getting carried away. What a fuck! He had everything in her, he was socking the log in as far as was humanly possible! Tight in there-yes! Hot, spasming ... soft, exquisite-just like her mouth.
Penny was panting, writhing, jolting up against his loins, taking his killing thrusts and howling her thrills and ecstasy. "OH, GOD, PETER! I'M GOING TO COME! I'M GOING TO COME!"
They both heard Mae's shriek ... and her fall. She had fainted.
They didn't stop.
They couldn't stop.