Chapter 4
Gig was bored. She had been bored all afternoon and now, with the prospect of a dull evening, she felt a sense of dread.
Gig Monroe hated it when there was nothing much to do.
In her bedroom she stripped out of her clothes, leaving on just the tight, lacy white bra and matching panties. She stretched out on her large bed, staring at the ceiling, wishing there was something or someone who could chase her boredom away. The thought of what she had done for Franklyn the previous day made her smile, and she wished that she could suck on his cock now. But that wasn't an option she had. Gig knew she shouldn't be thinking about giving her own brother a blow-job and she certainly shouldn't, even dream of fucking him. But she couldn't deny that being with him had ignited her seething lust.
Now, what dig Monroe needed more than anything else, was a cock -- at least one, and maybe more -- to stab into her body, plowing into her cunt and mouth and between her tits until she was completely satisfied.
"You're sure this is the right thing to do?" Thomas Murphy asked his brother David as they slipped the ski masks over their, heads, hiding their faces. They were naked except far the ski masks and tennis shoes. "You're sure we won't get in trouble?"
"I'm positive of it," David replied, grabbing his cock and giving it a shake. "Kandi said she wants to have a couple hours alone in the house with Franklyn and Gig won't leave. We've got to help our sister, right?"
"I don't know... this sure seems risky."
"The most exciting things in life are always risky, Little Brother," David replied.
He stepped deeper into the shadows near his house. Upstairs, Kandi was waiting for her cue that the house neighboring her own was empty except for one person -- Franklyn Monroe.
"What if she screams?" Thomas asked.
"Just follow my lead," David said, his tone authoritative. "Don't you worry about a thing. Everything will work out just fine provided you never say my name and do everything that I tell you to."
Gig rolled over onto her side and took a cigarette from the pack at her bedside table. She lit the filtered cigarette and blew a plume of smoke toward the ceiling, inhaling smoke again caused her monumental tits to swell out, straining even more mightily against the lacy bra that struggled to contain them. Her honey blonde hair was splayed out on the pillow around her head.
"Shit... nothing to do," she murmured to the darkness.
She put a hand between her firm, muscular, tapered thighs, gently fondling the lips of her cunt through her panties. Her clit, as always, tingled and sent a shiver zipping up her spine.
She crushed out her cigarette, too bored to even smoke. It was then the door burst open and the two naked bodies came rushing toward her. She tried to scream, her eyes wide with horror, but one of the intruders had his hand over her mouth.
Gig was so frightened she froze, unable to even fight against the intruders as they knocked her back on the bed, pinning her down with their naked bodies.
"Don't move, you cunt, or you're really in trouble," she heard the man with his hand over her mouth say.
At that instant, Gig's fear was replaced by curiosity. She recognized the voice -- it was David Murphy's. And, if her guess was correct, his naked, accomplice was his little brother Thomas. She thought it strange that they should be so forceful, but also she found it sort of a kinky thrill to have her neighbors, thinking their identity was a secret, fuck her.
David sat on Gig's tits, his cock dangling near her face. He had both of her hands above her head, pinned to the mattress in one of his hands. David's thighs crushed Gig's huge tits in her bra, making the milky flesh squeeze out the tops of the cups.
"Don't make a sound and you won't get hurt," David said.
Not for a second did Gig think her two neighbor boys would really hurt her. She felt Thomas holding her ankles together, and she squirmed on the bed, putting up a token struggle against her captors. Finally she nodded her head slightly and the hand was removed from her mouth.
Gig struggled against the boys as they took the sash from her robe and tied her wrists together. When David used a knee-high white sock to gag the big-titted blonde, she groaned softly.
She lay on the bed as the boys looked down at her. Gig's pussyjuice was oozing into her panties and her breathing was deep and fast. This, Gig decided, was going to chase away the boredom.
When David grabbed her wrists and forced her to sit up, Gig made a soft, whimpering sound. She willingly let the boy pull her to a standing position, then lay over his shoulder as he picked her up. With her hands and legs hanging down, securely bound, the gag in place and her succulent, panty-clad ass up in the air, she was carried out of the house.
They brought her to a wooded area fifty yards from the Monroe house and set her down. Gig, with her ankles tied together, lost her balance and dropped to her knees in the grass. She looked around, biting down on the sock that kept her from screaming, and saw the moon shining through the thick trees. She knew nobody would see them in the darkness.
She smiled. This was going to be fun! Beside her, she saw the boys had stashed a long length of rope and several other things she couldn't make out in the darkness.
David stepped up in front of Gig, removed her gag, then punched his half-hard prick between her lips. She curled her tongue around the prickshaft as it slid between her lips. The taste of her neighbor's young prick was magnificent!
"Ohhhhh! Suck it, you slut!" David sighed, pumping his hips to push and pull the ridge of his cockhead between her lips.
Gig allowed David to fuck her face, accepting his prick into her mouth without moving her head and shoulders to gulp the cockmeat in. It pleased her when David's prick stretched to its full, jaw-stretching length of ten inches. Her lips ovaled around the thick, veined prickshaft and her tongue was crushed to the bottom of her mouth.
"You'd better go give, the signal," David said to Thomas as he worked his cock around inside the hot, juicy cavern of Gig's succulent mouth. "Hurry now! Then come back here and we'll double-fuck this cock-sucker until she screams for more."
Gig shoved her chest out, forcing her huge tits to press even harder against the cups of her lacy bra. She tasted a tangy drop of pre-cum that oozed from the slit in David's cock and silenced a moan of approval before it started.
"Suck it good, you cock-sucker," David gasped, pumping his pelvis slowly to slide his prick back and forth between the beautiful blonde's hot, massaging lips.
With her hands at her stomach, Gig nibbled on the big cock that stretched and ovaled her lips. She scraped her tongue along the underside of the prickshaft. Turning her face slightly to one side, Gig allowed David's round, throbbing cockhead to rub against the inside of her cheek, swelling the side of her face out.
"Ohhhhh! That's it, baby doll! Turn it on for me," David encouraged.
It was a strange thrill for Gig to be sucking cock without having any mobility. She sat on the backs of her heels, feeling the nylon stocking bind into the flesh of her ankles. She kept her hands down between her thighs, not touching her cunt, somehow enjoying the feel of her robe's sash digging into her wrists.
"I'm going to fuck you now," she heard the boy say.
Gig was ready to be rolled onto her back and maybe have her feet untied so she could spread them to make it easier for David to fuck her. Instead, he moved behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. She expected to feel his hands untying the nylon, but instead she was thrown forward. Gig raised her hands and landed heavily on her stomach, her tits flattening beneath her body.
"What are you doing?" she asked, trying to turn over so she could look at her masked attacker.
David was on her quickly, grabbing a handful of hair at the back of her head, forcing her face into the grass. She made a soft, frightened sound as she felt the boy's fingers curl into her panties. A second later, the material pulled tight against her cuntlips and hips before it was ripped away.
"I'm going to ass-fuck you, slut! Ha! Ha! Ha!" David chuckled as he flattened himself on top of Gig.
"Noooooo!" she howled, feeling her neighbor's weight crushing her to the earth. His thick, blunt cockhead was at her tight asshole, pressing with determination against the back opening.
She tried to squirm away, but with her feet together and her arms above her head, she had no leverage to work with. Gig heard David grunt with exertion, then his huge pricktip was wedging into her ass, fighting through the tiny ring of muscle to enter her asshole. It felt like a red-hot pole was being shoved into Gig's asshole and she tried to scream but she couldn't.
Gig felt David's hot breath against her cheek as he flattened himself against her, pushing his cock farther into her asshole. His thighs were on the outsides of her legs as his ten-inch prick became buried almost completely into her asshole.
"Ohhhh! Awwwwww," she groaned.
The teenaged boy reared back, then threw himself at Gig, sinking his cock completely into her asshole. Her asshole was so tight and hot that David could feel his balls already simmering with cum. He knew they would gush out a great deal of cum.
"You're killing me!" Gig gasped, feeling every pulsating inch of the boy's cock as it stabbed into her asshole.
When he plowed all of his prickrod into her ass, Gig felt the heat of his balls as they flopped heavily against her pussy. Her cunt was hot and wet, ready for a cock, but that wasn't where she was getting fucked.
David reamed the blonde's asshole. He caressed her hair, rubbing his face against the satiny strands and inhaling their delicate fragrance. Having shoved all of his cockpole into her ass, David felt Gig's tight, rounded asscheeks against his body.
It surprised Gig to discover that the pain was subsiding, leaving behind it a tingling sensation in her ass. She squirmed in the grass, twitching her ass as she felt David fuck her, slamming her down and making her clit sizzle hotly.
"Ohhhhhh!" David sighed, shoving his tongue into Gig's ear as he stabbed her asshole with his fiery, unyielding prick.
For a moment it seemed as though the world had suddenly flipped into slow, motion for Gig. She could see herself in her mind's eye and the vision made her cunt clench in excitement. With amazing clarity, Gig saw herself, belly down in the grass, her huge tits swelling out of her bra as the boy writhed above her, throwing himself down on her body. She pictured her legs, ankles tied tightly, twitching in the grass, as David fucked his prick into her asshole.
The vision of what Gig saw in her mind's eye was enough to make her forget all about the initial pain she had felt when David first shoved his cock into her ass. She ripped up grass in her fists, forcing her cunt down as David's thrusts filled her ass with cockmeat. Each time her pussy got mashed against the ground, her clit sent out waves of delicious tingles, her clit crackling with lust.
"Ohhhhh! You fucking cunt!" David sighed, slamming his body against her asscheeks as his super-heated prick was buried full-length into the blonde's tight asshole.
"You're killing me!" Gig repeated.
But this time she didn't mean it. In fact, each harsh thrust of cockmeat into her abused asshole brought fresh jolts of raw, ragged passion zipping through her veins. She quivered, her tits aching, the straps of her bra digging into her shoulders as she got her asshole fuck at by the neighbor boy she had known her entire life.
Gig's asscheeks were forced apart as the thick, steelish prick see-sawed into her asshole. She could feel David's heart pounding in his chest as his body pressed against her back. His short, choppy fuck-thrusts were punctuated with occasional long, forceful ones.
"Say you want me to fuck your ass," David said, jerking on Gig's honey-blonde hair to emphasize his seriousness. "Tell me you love it, you rotten cunt!"
Gig refused to speak. She was enjoying getting her asshole reamed out by the boy's massive column of manmeat, but she wouldn't let him know it.
"Tell me, Goddamn you! Tell me you love it!"
When David jerked on her hair, snapping her head back, Gig's mouth was forced open. She made choking sounds, as he fucked her butt, pounding her asscheeks with his hips while he reamed her ass with his prick. Gig's tits, squishing out beneath her arms as they took the brunt of her weight and David's, throbbed painfully.
Her scalp burned as David jerked on her hair, forcing her face into the grass, then snapping her head up again. Gig pulled grass up with her hands, unable to do anything more than that as her face smashed against the ground. She felt David's thighs rubbing against the outsides of her own thighs as his huge, pulsating, ten-inch prick jabbed into her asshole.
The cum-swollen balls slapped against Gig's hot wet, lust-inflamed cuntlips each time the horny blonde got her ass packed completely with cockmeat. She felt the balls pull up tight to David's body as he buried every quivering, flexing inch of his cockrod into her ass and then felt the gushing torrent of jism begin flooding her asshole.
"Yeahhhhhh!" David howled.
Gig shivered, her body twitching like a rag doll as the teenaged boy fucked her buns and asshole. She could feel each and every juicy eruption of fuck-cream as the thick globs spewed into her. David's cock sawed into her abused ass, sliding slickly, easily now as his white spurts of fuck-cream lubricated her ass.
Gig sighed, everything fuzzy in her mind as she felt the cock being pulled from her asshole. David's weight was taken off her body and Gig rolled over onto her back, finding it easy to breathe for the first time since she'd felt the awesome, blunt cock begin rosining out her asshole.
Looking up, she saw the neighbor boy's eyes through the holes in the ski mask. The eyes were glassy and she felt a certain sense of satisfaction in knowing that she had worked him into such a state.
Gig had no fight left in her as David pinned her wrists to the ground again, then grabbed her tattered panties. When he pushed the garment into her mouth, forcing Gig to take all of the silky fabric into her mouth, she sighed but accepted her plight.
"Now just keep quiet and you won't get hurt," David said, sitting beside the big-titted blonde.
Gig stared at the moon shining through the trees. Her asshole ached from being so brutally fucked by the massive, rock-solid prick, but she also felt sexy and erotic. She closed her eyes and heard, very faintly, the sound of approaching footsteps. That would be Thomas, Gig told herself. She wondered, what he would make her do.