Chapter 7
Sally could feel the tingling in her ass-hole reach the point where it was maddening.
She had trouble concentrating on her driving and she was glad that they were dealing exclusively with back road driving.
There weren't very many other cars on the road, so all she had to concentrate on was keeping the car on the road.
By that time that part of driving was second nature to Sally.
She was glad that she didn't have to drive in the city.
She surely would have had an accident if she had to deal with a lot of other cars.
The ache in her inner bowels completely dominated her thoughts.
MacIntyre rolled down his window and felt the warm breeze on his face.
He could tell that it was going to be the warmest day of the year.
There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sunshine was brilliant.
Winters in East Rushdale were so long that springs were best known for their mud.
But now the summer sun had baked the clay dry, and all of the people could finally feel the chill of winter leaving their bones.
It was not late enough in the summer for the weather to be uncomfortably humid, and MacIntyre thought it was a perfect day to make love outdoors.
There was a part of him that thought that it was also a perfect day to play baseball, but that struck him as ridiculous considering how suddenly his priorities had changed.
Before that day he would have spent most of his time trying not to think about the yearning he felt in his glands.
But now it felt completely natural to kindle the ache in his balls as much as he could, since he knew that that ache was going to be appeased again and again by his beautiful big sister.
There had been times when he had been able to stop thinking about girls and their hot bodies all together.
If he exhausted himself adequately by swimming breast-stroke laps, he could kill the sensation in his glands.
He wondered for a moment if he would have the discipline to swim all of those laps if he were getting laid frequently.
He had known other swimmers who had gone right down the tubes the second they got their mitts on poontang.
On the East Rushdale High School swim team, this was an affliction that was known as being "pussy whupped."
Sally drove her Pinto a full seven miles out of town to where the land was hilly and covered with trees.
Everything was green except many of the elm trees that had succumbed to disease years before.
Sally came to a dirt road and turned down it. The dirt on the road was dry enough so that the green car kicked up a cloud of dust behind it.
Both MacIntyre and Sally had to roll up their windows to keep the dust from coming into the car.
It occurred to MacIntyre that he had no idea where they were going.
He was certain that they were going to a place he had never been before.
Since he didn't frequently have access to a car, his world was restricted to places that were very close to East Rushdale.
He occasionally went for rides out in the country on his bike, but he seldom went seven miles out of town.
The car went deep into a woods of pine trees, and at the end of the road was a little turn around in the middle of nowhere.
"Where are we?" MacIntyre asked as Sally brought the green Pinto to a halt at the end of the dirt road.
"We're not far from Caledonia. This is a place where I used to go with some of the boys when I was your age."
MacIntyre all of a sudden did not care for the idea of Sally's promiscuity.
But then he smiled inwardly as he realized that his life had just been touched by its first twinge of jealousy.
"Get the blanket and the paper bag," Sally said. "We have a little hike."
Sally grabbed the two six-packs of beer and they made there way down a weedy foot path that led even further into the woods.
MacIntyre could feel his cock getting hard once again in his jeans as he thought of making it with Sally out in the woods.
He didn't know at that point that she was going to offer her ass-hole to him.
If he had his balls would have ached even worse than they did.
Sally was wearing a tube halter top that was stretched to full capacity by the plentiful flesh of her bosom.
The halter top did nothing to hide the fact that her nipples were already hard and erect from sexual arousal.
She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans that were so short the bottoms of her buttocks were exposed.
Her long legs looked delicious, and she was wearing a pair of beat up old sneakers.
Sally thought she looked sexier in heels, but she knew that they would have been impractical while making her way through the wilderness to her very special spot.
Then they came to a little clearing in the woods and MacIntyre could see that his sister had chosen the perfect spot.
He could hear the sound of running water as they came to a little valley, and he sighed as he saw the spot she had picked.
There was a small clearing in the woods where the grass was green and only about six inches long.
The grass was on a slope that led down to a bubbling brook that cut through the tiny valley.
The water rushed past quickly, white water, and there were flat rocks in the center of the brook so large that they were perfect for nude sun bathing.
Above there was a patch of bright blue sky visible, and right in the center of that patch was the midday sun.
"It's beautiful," MacIntyre said, looking all around with his eyes wide with awe.
He had never seen a place so remote from civilization.
There wasn't a single indication of man's . presence there.
There wasn't a telephone pole anywhere in sight as he stood right next to the bubbling white water.
There wasn't a rusty beer can, a used condom, nothing.
Together they spread out the blanket, each using one of their sneakers to hold down the four corners of it.
The breeze was light and seemed to tickle at the little hairs that grew on their arms.
The air smelled sweet and clean, as if it had just rained.
"Have a beer," Sally said, pulling a can off of the six-pack, and handing it to her baby brother.
She took one for herself and they both opened their cans with a snap at the same exact moment.
They both took deep pulls from the tops of their beers and neither had realized until that moment how thirsty they had been.
Since MacIntyre was only sixteen six beers was more than enough to give him a buzz and he was looking forward to losing all of his inhibitions as the afternoon cruised along in bliss.
Sally set her beer can down on the ground and pulled her halter top off over her head.
Her breasts quivered as they were bared and took a long time to be still.
Sometimes MacIntyre though Sally's breasts were made of especially firm gelatin.
She sat down on the blanket and pulled off her sneakers.
She then pulled off her short shorts and MacIntyre could see that Sally had not bothered to wear underwear.
She was naked in the sunshine and MacIntyre could feel his cock grow fully erect.
It was a matter of necessity to get out of his own clothes.
In a second they were both naked as the day they were born, and they were moving hesitantly toward the edge of the water hand in hand.
MacIntyre's cock was standing at attention, sticking slightly upward and stiff from his sea of brown pubic hair.
This made Sally's ass-hole tingle even more and the water was very cold as they both stepped into it together.
The water only came up to the middle of their calves, and they soon could feel their bodies adjusting to the icy temperature.
The combination of the cold water and the hot sun was a sensual experience that MacIntyre would not have wanted to miss.
Sally turned so that she was facing MacIntyre, her nipples gently grazing against his muscular chest.
"MacIntyre, I can feel my ass-hole tingling like crazy," Sally said.
This information took a few moments to sink in.
Then MacIntyre realized what it was his sister wanted him to do.
His cock snapped upward, and MacIntyre pressed forward with his hips.
Soon his cock was pressed between their abdomens, and he could feel her pubic patch caressing his aching balls.
"You want me to fuck you in the ass?"
MacIntyre asked, making sure that they were still communicating properly.
"My bowels ache to be stroked," Sally said. "They ache to be stroked by your awesome cock!"
MacIntyre heard himself sucking air deep into his lungs.
He thought about her sphincter wrapped around his cock.
The thought pleased him very much, and he wanted to get started right away.
He knew that Sally was not the sort of person to beat around the bush either.
"In what position would you like to do it?" MacIntyre asked, tilting his handsome head a little to one side.
Sally placed her hands on the sides of his waist and he held her by her slim shoulders.
He stooped a little and she got up on her toes.
She tilted her face upward as they held each other's loving gaze.
"Let me get on my hands and knees right here in the water," Sally said, her voice catching in her throat from the passion she was feeling.
They kissed with tongues and then Sally pulled herself away from MacIntyre's embrace so she would be able to get into position.
She got down on her hands and knees in the water, and shivered for a moment from the cold.
She moved her knees as far apart in the water as she could.
She adjusted her position so that her knees weren't on any rocks.
Then she bent at the elbows so she could lower her head.
This enabled her to arch her back sharply, showing off the natural curves of her delicious body.
MacIntyre knelt behind her and placed one hand on either of her buttocks.
He got down so low that his face was at ass level.
He caressed her ass cheeks gently with his fingertips.
His cock was bobbing up and down with anticipation.
He massaged the flesh of her ass lovingly and moved his head forward so he would be able to shower her ass cheeks with little peck kisses.
He sucked at the flesh near the crack and even used his teeth to give her a couple love bites were her flesh looked to be most sensitive.
He then gripped her ass cheeks and pulled them apart slowly.
He pulled them apart as far as they could possibly go.
He could see the ring of muscle around her ass-hole having contractions.
Again it looked as if she were sucking air with her ass-hole.
She knew that she would also use that sucking motion on his cock.
The thought turned his balls to molten fire, and he wished the water was a little higher so he could cool those glands off a little bit.
He dipped his balls into the water while kissing and licking at the backs of Sally's smooth thighs.
He could see that her cunt flesh was once again wet with natural lubrication, and it was obvious that both her inner and outer cunt lips were fully engorged with blood.
His balls cooled, he raised his head once again enough to place the tip of his tongue at the top of the crack of her ass.
She shivered as he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth, moving ever closer to her burning ass-hole.
She shuddered and moaned as he got his tongue there.
He licked it with the flat part of his tongue and loved the way the ass-hole responded to those caresses.
MacIntyre licked at the whole length of the crack repeatedly, and Sally couldn't believe how badly she needed him inside her.
"Please fuck me," she said, and there was a yearning in her voice. "Please fuck my ass right now."
MacIntyre could feel his cock throb as he pulled his face out from in between the cheeks of Sally's ass.
His lips and chin were wet and he moved his hands so that once again he was holding her ass cheeks far apart.
He knelt up so that the tip of his cock was touching the top of the crack of her ass.
He moved his hips so that the tip of his erect prick slid down toward the tight little hole which was to be its target.
Sally gasped as she felt the tip of his cock touch her hot ass-hole.
She arched her back a little more sharply and the muscles in her thighs went taut.
She could feel the icy water rushing past her arms and knees.
She concentrated on relaxing the ring of muscle around her ass-hole as much as possible.
She had never taken a cock that big up her back door hole before.
Yet her ass-hole was on fire, and she didn't care how much it hurt when he tried to penetrate her there.
The second MacIntyre felt the head of his cock pressing snugly against her throbbing rectum he removed his hands from the cheeks of her ass.
They closed around the shaft of his cock and he ran his fingers rapidly up and down the little girl's spine, pressing on each of the little bumps in her backbone.
He then ran his hands on the underside of her body until he had one of her erect nipples in each of his palms.
He opened his long fingers as far as he could to hold as much of her breast flesh as possible.
He squeezed her tits, and ran his fingers through the firm yet supple flesh.
Sally moaned and once again she made a whimpering sound in the back of her throat.
Her ass-hole was going to be asked to be opened farther than it had ever been opened before.
The ache in her bowels demanded that the painful violation be complete.
The second MacIntyre had his cock in the proper position he began to press forward with his slim yet powerful hips.
He could feel her sphincter muscle throbbing against the end of his prick.
At that moment Sally's breasts appeared even larger than they did normally.
The force of gravity made them hang so that the nipples were almost touching the cold running water.
For a brief second Sally thought there was no way MacIntyre's cock was going to fit inside her ass-hole.
She figured that it was a simple matter of physics, and that they were trying to put a square peg in a round hole.
But then, as if by magic, she felt her sphincter muscle relax completely and begin to open up for him.
She knew that that muscle was going to have to stretch open as far as it could go for the penetration to be achieved.
She even knew there was a chance that the flesh would be stretched too far by the anal violation.
There was a chance that the flesh would be torn and bleeding before her baby brother was finished fucking her ass-hole.
"Oh, God, YES!" she screamed and threw back her head so that she was looking at the patch of bright blue sky above them.
MacIntyre could feel her ass-hole's resistance start to give out.
He responded by pressing even harder forward with his hips.
He lifted her breasts and pressed them together so that the cleavage between her tits was long and deep.
He could feel her hard erect nipples pressing and throbbing against the center of his open palms.
Then the ass-hole opened all the way and the head of his cock slipped inside.
He could feel the ring of ass muscle gripping tightly at the base of his glans.
Sally let out a scream of pain as her ass-hole was forced to grossly open.
"Oh, God, it hurts so bad," she screamed, her face red, her bow covered with beads of sweat.
"Do you want me to stop? Does it hurt too much?" MacIntyre said, his voice skipping occasionally because of the tenseness of his throat's muscles.
He was feeling very passionate and he was praying to God that she would let him continue his ass fucking.
"No! Don't stop! I don't care about the pain. I want your cock all the way up inside my ass-hole!" Sally called out.
MacIntyre sighed and continued to press forward. Her ass-hole was so tight that no matter how hard he tried to ram his cock all the way into her bowels he could only make it move inside a fraction of an inch at a time.
Once again the handsome boys face was pulled back into a grimace.
His face was red and his lips were pulled tight against his two rows of straight pearly-white teeth.
He almost looked like he was grinning, and his eyes closed tightly.
He could feel the tip of his cock working deeper into her bowels.
He felt as if he were going to impale her completely with his cock.
He wasn't going to stop pushing forward until he was all the way in.
He wanted to find her deepest, darkest core with the tip of his cock.
His prick was even bigger than any turd Sally had had to shit.
She couldn't believe how filled up her ass felt at that moment.
She felt as if there were no way any more cock meat would fit.
But she knew that there was at least four inches of thick prick left to enter.
Sally found that she was clutching at the bottom the bubbling brook hard with tensed fingers her knuckles were all white as ghosts as she clutched at the pebbles and mud at the bottom of the water beneath her.
She could feel her brother moving her tits sensuously.
He was working them both around in slow circles of joy.
First he would pull her tits apart, then he would press them together.
He would even push them upward so that
Sally was tempted to stick out her tongue and attempt to lick her own tits.
Sally could feel the ache inside her bowels growing in leaps and bounds.
She had never known her bowels to ache that much in her whole life.
She was sure that she was going to have some kind of orgasm when his cock reached a special spot deep inside her.
She suspected correctly that he was going to make her come in a way that she had never come before.
He was actually going to make her bowels have an orgasm.
Her clitoris and the depths of her vagina would only be secondarily involved.
She was going to have an ass-come, and she hadn't even known before that that such a thing existed.
He gave a sudden thrust and the tip of his cock touched the magic spot.
She let out a loud scream of joy and all of her muscles became taut.
Her mouth fell gaping open, her eyes closed tightly.
"I'M COMING!" she screamed out at the top of her lungs.
MacIntyre was really starting to understand his own power.
He knew fully at that point the power of the penis.
He knew that he could get anything he wanted out of life just because their was magic in his manhood.
He was filled with complete confidence, and he could feel her bowels going into the sharp convulsions that accompanied her orgasm.
He could feel the tunnel throbbing, gripping and pulling at the shaft of his cock.
He pressed forward again, until he was as far inside as he could go.
He could feel her sphincter muscle gripping at the very base of his cock.
The tip of his prick was so deep inside, that he could feel the tunnel moist with mucus. He loved the way it felt.
He couldn't believe how hot it was inside her hot cunt.
He knew that the tightness of her sphincter as it gripped at the base of his pole would help him delay his own orgasm.
He wanted to fuck his beautiful older sister in the ass for a very long time.
He wanted to give her all of the pleasure she deserved.
He wanted to be the best possible lover he could for beautiful Sally. He did not start his fucking motion right away.
Instead he ground forward with his hips, slowly, in a circular motion.
He could feel the shaft of his cock stretching her bowels in every possible way.
He wanted to get the tip of his cock in her as soon as possible
He waited until the spasms in her bowels died down a bit.
Then, after what seemed like a long time, he began to pull out.
He pulled his cock out very slowly, and Sally's bottom lip quivered.
The pain was so intense at times that tears welled up in her eyes.
But the pleasures she was feeling made all of the pain more than worthwhile.
She blinked a couple of times and her tears began overflow.
They rolled slowly over her high cheekbones staining a track as they went.
They rolled down the sides of her tiny button nose into the corners of her mouth.
Her tears tasted salty and a little bitter, and she began to toss her head from side to side.
MacIntyre pulled his cock out of her ass until only the head remained inside the tight puckered hole.
Once again the handsome sixteen year old boy could feel her sphincter clutching at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
He paused for a moment and then shoved the whole thing all the way inside with a single thrust of his hips.
Sally let out a grunt, that had a cry of pain at the end.
She acted as if all of the air had been forced from her lungs.
"FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK MY ASS HARDER!" Sally screamed out.
Her voice sounded very high-pitched from the excitement she was feeling.
This made her sound even younger than she really was.
At that moment she sounded more like MacIntyre's younger sister than his older sister.
He clutched her breasts harder and began to move his cock in and out of her tight puckered hole with a slow steady motion.
He used the entire length of his cock with each stroke.
For a moment her ass would be empty, then, in an instant, it would be completely filled up.
Sally could feel the burning desire growing inside her pussy as her brother humped away at her ass-hole.
MacIntyre removed the palms of his hands from her breasts at that point and concentrated his attention solely on her huge nipples.
He got each nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and rolled them hard as he pinched sharply at them.
He tugged and squeezed at her nipples, sending signals of pleasure directly down her spine into her cunt and ass.
MacIntyre felt as if he were totally in control of his body for the first time in his short sexual career.
He could tell that he would be able to fuck her ass-hole for a long time before he would have to worry about ending the act with his own orgasm.
He balls ached horribly, but he found that he could remove the tickle that led to coming solely through thought control.
Sally would no longer have to press on the magic spot in between his balls and his ass-hole to stop him from coming.
He could achieve the same results simply by concentrating on the pleasure he was giving rather than on the pleasure he was receiving.
The pace of the ass fuck slowly increased as he went along.
Sally could feel her sphincter being pulled far out then pushed back in by the steady movement of MacIntyre's cock.
For a while he pulled his cock out of her bowels slowly, paused, then rammed it inside as hard and fast as he could.
He was ramming his prick up her ass so hard that he was letting out a sharp grunt with each savage thrust.
"Oh, yes! Make me come again, MacIntyre," Sally said, and there was a choking in her throat that told the handsome boy that once again his sister was crying from the pleasures of his violation.
He picked up the pace of the ass fuck suddenly at that point and soon he. was jerking her as hard and fast as he could.
But he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep up that pace for very long.
As the stimulation to the shaft of his cock was rapidly increased, the effect of his thought control wore off.
He could feel her talented hot bowels pulling and sucking at his cock each time he tried to draw back with his hips.
As he fucked his buttocks were very tense and the flesh of his ass cheeks was as hard as a rock.
He had his ass cheeks clenched together so tightly that they could not have been pried apart by a crowbar.
But he could feel the come in his scrotum starting to swim around as if it needed to be released very badly.
He felt the tickle at the base of his cock, and he knew that he had reached the point of orgasmic inevitability.
He knew there was no way he could knock back his urge to come with his thoughts, no matter how hard he tried.
"I'm gonna come, sis," he said, spitting out the words in between gasps to fill his lungs with air.
He took his fingers off of her nipples at that point and ran the palms of his hands down over her rib cage.
She felt his strong fingers running over the soft plain of her belly, and she knew where his fingers were headed.
His hips were working back and forth at a furious pace, and MacIntyre was reaching directly around her thigh.
He could feel the top of her heart-shaped pubic patch on his fingertips.
It wasn't hard for him to find the soaking wet slash of cunt meat directly below that neatly trimmed patch of hair.
Sally let out a sound that was half grunt and half cough as his finger found her throbbing clitoris.
He diddled her love button hard and fast with his fingertip as he shoved his thick long cock all the way into her ass and left it there.
"COME!" COME! COME!" Sally screamed out, still flinging her head wildly from side to side so that her long brown hair was all in her face.
MacIntyre couldn't tell if she were talking about his orgasm or hers, but he continued to press hard against her little man in the boat with the tip of his strong forefinger nonetheless.
She let out a harsh scream that worked its way ragged through her tensed throat and echoed through the tall trees that surrounded the fucking couple of siblings.
He could feel his own come gathering at the base of his cock rapidly, preparing for the explosion of bliss.
All of the muscles in his body went tense also, and with the hand that wasn't in her cunt he gripped at Sally's slim waist just below her rib cage.
He let out his own animalistic cry as she contracted her ass muscles.
She was having two kinds of orgasms at the same time.
Not only were her bowels reacting violently to the presence of his cock, but her clit was making her cunt have tremendous contractions of pleasure.
Sweet fruit juice poured from the base of Sally's pussy.
It rolled thickly down the insides of her sweet thighs.
Then it fell down into the water and was carried away by the forceful current.
He shot his come deep up inside her ass-hole and for a long moment they were both coming at the same time.
Once again they felt as if they had merged into a single sexual being.
Once again they felt as if they were sharing a common pleasure.
But then it was over and their muscles went limp at the same time.
Sally moaned pitifully with her lips very close to the running water.
MacIntyre pulled his dwindling cock out of her ass-hole very slowly.
Sally could feel her intense afterglow in both her cunt and her ass.
MacIntyre looked down at his cock and he could see that there was a thick ring of blood around the base of it.
It was only then that he realized just how much he had hurt his sister.
He had not only hurt her, but he had made her love it.
This only increased the feeling of power he felt in his long thick cock.
Sally rolled over on her back and stretched out in the water.
Only her nose, her nipples and her toes stuck out of the white water.
MacIntyre stayed on his knees and caressed Sally's breasts and belly with the palms of his hands.
They had both forgotten, in their moment of passion, how cold the water was.
The icy water made their skin feel alive. They were refreshed and felt brand new.
He too could feel the heat of his afterglow in his balls.
His abdomen felt as if it housed a low flame, and he felt as if he were seriously falling in love with his sister.
He knew that sooner of later they would have to stop fucking.
The pressures of breaking a taboo would become too much for them.
But he hoped that they wouldn't have to worry about such things for a long time.
They certainly wouldn't have to worry about them until their parents came home.
Sally looked at the ring of blood around the base of MacIntyre's cock.
She licked her lips, and her eyes lit up as an idea occurred to her.
"Come straddle my head," she said. "I want to lick your cock clean."
MacIntyre looked down at his flaccid cock once again and he could see that he had accumulated a thick cheesy substance on the tip.
It was the scum from her ass-hole. Sally saw it too, but she still wanted to lick his prick clean with her hot tongue.
MacIntyre walked on his knees until his cock and balls were directly above Sally's beautiful face.
She lifted the back of her head and took his cock in between her thumb and forefinger.
She offered her tongue and used the tip to lick away the blood and scum that had gathered there.
She loved the flavor and she licked at the shaft of his manhood until all of the delicious flavor was gone.
It was at that point that MacIntyre realized that his bladder was full.
He felt as if the single beer he had drunk had gone right through him.
"I have to take a piss," he said and placed his hands on the bottom of the bubbling brook to get up.
"Don't go," Sally said, her eyes looking into his yearningly.
"But I have to," MacIntyre said, turning his face into a frown.
He tilted his head a little to one side in an attempt to understand her meaning.
He looked for her face to show signs of humor, but there were none.
"Piss right here," Sally said. "Piss right in my mouth."
"But won't that make you sick?" MacIntyre said, his deep voice indicating concern.
"Nothing that comes out of your body could make me sick. Even your urine will seem like honey to me!"
So MacIntyre reached down and took the shaft of his cock in his hand.
He aimed the tip at his sister's face and opened the flood gates.