Chapter 5
Hal snapped off the radio and sat back on the sofa. "Well, Daddy's Dream didn't do a thing. So I. suppose I ought to thank you for draging me home before I could bet him. But the favorite did win, which knocks the hell out of your story about a fix."
"I don't understand what happened," Linda replied, getting up and walking to the window. "I clearly heard that jockey, Pedro, promise to bring his horse in third."
"He probably wasn't a jockey at all," Hal scoffed as' he looked at his baby sister's shapely ass. "He and the other guy probably put on an act just to snow "That's crazy, Hal!" she said, whirling to face him. "They didn't know I was there until later."
"Well, it's all over for today. But I'm going to have another try at the system tomorrow."
"Don't, Hal!" Linda begged. "The track's not a safe place to go."
"What?' Hal couldn't keep from laughing.
"I didn't tell you everything that happened to me," his sister said earnestly.
Okay... what else was there?"
The troubled; girl hesitated, wanting to tell her brother that she had been raped. She needed his sympathy. But she was ashamed to tell him... and afraid, also, of what he might do.
"Well, what was it?" he prompted. "You sure seemed spaced out."
"I still am," Linda said, looking away. She bit her lip. "Look, if I tell you... will you promise not to do anything about it?"
"Huh? Baby, you're not making much sense." Promise!" Linda insisted. "Otherwise, I won't tell you."
"Okay, I promise!" Hal said in exasperation. "Now, what happened?"
"I was raped," Linda said, looking directly at her brother.
His face seemed to turn to stone.
"A guard found me there by the stables, and he took me to his boss." Linda shuddered, shutting her eyes. "He was an awful man! He m-made me sit on the edge of his desk... and he pulled off my panties... and he... ooh, Hal it was horrible!"
She rushed to her brother and dropped onto his lap. He wrapped his arms about her as she cried. "Tell me the rest of it," he said firmly.; Linda sniffled and continued as best she could, embracing Hal so that he couldn't see her face: "That slimy man... put his head down between my legs... and he k-kissed me there... and licked me... and then he flopped me onto my stomach across his desk and he... he fucked me!"
Linda sobbed, clinging to her brother. Her warm bottom pressed his cock, which couldn't help fattening and sticking up.
When the girl felt his hardness prodding her, she straightened quickly and stared at him. "Hal!" she said accusingly, shocked that her brother would respond like that at such a time.
His eyes narrowed. His heavy breathing and his flushed face confirmed that he was excited.
Linda tried to jump up, but he held onto her.
Suddenly be swung her onto her back on the sofa, causing her bare legs to fly into the air._ The skirt that she had put]on after arriving home andbathing skidded all the way to her lap, and he saw her pink panties, clinging to her crotch and the swells of her buttocks.
"Hal... NO!" she cried, her shock increasing.
"Why the hell not?" he snapped back. "If some strange guy at the racetrack can get to you, why can't I?"
"I told you, Hal-I was raped!" Linda insisted heatedly, as she squirmed, trying to fend off his hands, which were gliding onto her panties.
"By the head guard, right there at the track? Bulish t!-' Hal said cruelly. "You just used your hot body to help you get off a hook. Then you got to feeling guilty, and you decided to call it rape. Well, I don't believe in rape, baby! Not like that."
Linda was amazed and hurt by her brother's attitode. Worse, she was afraid of him. She struggled desperately, trying to keep, him from pulling her panties down. But he was.strong and determined. As she writhed on her back, raining blows on his arms and shoulders which seemed to have no more effect than ping-pong balls, he drew her panties skiddingly along her thighs and lower legs. He wrapped an arm around her knees as she attempted to kick, and easily picked the panties off her feet. Her loafers fell off, as well.
The nineteen year-old girl, who already had been violated once that day, was dismayed as her brother pushed her legs wide apart. He stared at her exposed cunt.
It was the same delectable pussy he remembered with such fondness neatly formed and delicately colored, with sparse, silken hairs lining, the fissure and fanning out to form a deltoid patch on her Mons. Her slit was so tight that it didn't open up when her legs were spread, unlike that twats of the German whores that bloomed like tropical flowers.
Hal moved forward between his sister's splayed. legs.
"Don't doooooo this!" she cried, humiliation and fear vying for domination of her mind.
Hal paid no attention to her protests, but unfastened the top of his slacks and pushed them down, together with his shorts. His cock sprang out to stand proudly erect, its mauve-pink head bulging.
Though Linda hadn't changed very much between the legs, since Hal had last seen that part of her, he had changed considerably. His cock was longer than she remembered, and the shaft was thicker, too. The head especially had grown, it seemed to Linda. Hal's balls, which hung down, seemed larger and hairier, also. He was no longer a youth, but a full-fledged man, and he obviously intended to use his manhood on Linda in a vicious way. She tried to push at him, but that did no good. He bent over her and clutched his cock to fit it into her unprepared vagina.
"Noooh! Ooh God... pleeeease!" she begged as she felt his bulbous cockhead spread her snug outer draperies and push between the delicate inner lips of her cunny.
She was too dry inside, and Hal wasn't lubricated, either. Still he forged ahead, hurting her as his demanding prick found the mouth of her inner channel, She gasped against the pain, which was more than just physical. Tears sprang to her eyes.
Hal continued to push, finally forcing his way into her very narrow vagina and dilating it as his large knob crept inch-by-inch up her brutally stretched and stuffed canal.
"OOOOOOOH! She moaned, writhing against the rape, which seemed even worse than the treatment she had received from Klein. At least, he had prepared her with his mouth!
Finally Hal's cock was driven all the way into her, like a stake in dry clay, and he raised himself on straight arms to stare at her anguished face. Her cunt clutched his rod very tightly, putting a lustful glint into his eyes. Linda read pride there, also, and defiance. It was clear that he felt he had a special claim to her and intended to enforce that, now that she had given in to another man.
Linda shut her eyes and flopped her head to the side. She tried to shut out the burning hurt of his prick sticking deep into her pussy - the hurt that afflicted not only her flesh, but her soul as well.
Hal began to pull and thrust, partially dragging her dry pussy membrane with his rod until her delicate Tissue had to relinquish the hold and was rubbed abrasively by his retreating and invading cock. He twisted his organ inside her to widen her channel and permit freer motion.
Gradually the interior of her pussy softened and was spread with viscous moisture which her unwilling glands, exuded. Hal stroked more sc: oothly, though his sister's pussy remained thrillingly snug around his member.
Breathing hard, he said, "God, I'd forgotten. how tight you are!"
"Oooooh, Hal... Halllll... " she moaned, for it was the crowning indignity to a distressing and degrading day for him to take her like this.. It spoiled all the sweet recollections she had of the way they had made love when they were young.
Still, with all her suffering and disillusionment, passion raised its horny head, and shebegan to respond to. his selfish, brutal fucking. The abrasion was gone by that time, soothed by the natural ointment which had spread along the walls of her crevice and over his charging prick. His bulging cockhead rippled her channel pleasurably, and his hard shaft sawed against the tip of her clit.
She gasped and lifted her legs.
"You like it, don't you?" Hal challenged, having detected the change in her response. "You're just a whore like the rest of them! I'll bet you really dug it with that track cop!"
"Nooooh!" Linda bawled. "I hated it!"
She began to move her belly against Hal's deeply penetrating thrusts. Her bare, shapely legs were bicycling in midair. Wanting to obtain greater purchase, she damped her legs down around her brother's back and shamefully pulled against him as she rhythmically tilted her pussy up to his cunt-cleaving plunges.
"Oooooh... oooooh... ooooooh!" she, panted lasciviously.
Hal fucked her with unrestrained fury, applying every ounce of his young man's energy to the thrilling task. His cock jack hammered into her sweet cunt, his balls bouncing rapidly against her crotch.
She clutched him with her arms as well as her legs. Her senses swirled.
"Oooh Goddd yessss!" she heard herself saying. "Fuck me... ooooh, FUCK meeeee! Kill me with your big, stiff cock!"
Hal acted as if he were trying to do exactly that. As he drove his horny dick into her clutching: guim, his balls drew taut at the base of his shaft and his eyes rolled back in their sockets. He was unmindful of whether she was about to reach a climax or not, just as he hadn't cared whether the whores he had fucked in Germany had reached fulfillment. Whores were only to be used, and his sister seemed to fit that category, too.
"Uuuh" Linda gasped Then, "Ooooooooooohl" Her belly bobbed spastically against the fast fucking young man. Her cunt rippled more heatedly around his stroking rod. Then suddenly she lay still, gurgling and cooing, as he emptied his sperm inside her with cock-twitching gushes.
He lay heavily against her half-clothed body. They both breathed hard, and neither spoke for a long time. Linda couldn't be angry with him any more, after he had given her such bliss. But her disillusionment persisted, and she %has intensely ashamed. Because of the pleasure she had enjoyed, she blamed herself as. much as Hal - perhaps even more so.
He pulled his softening penis from her soggy cunt and drew back. She didn't look at him.
"That's how it's gonna be from now on," he said, bitterness tinging his voice. 'If you can give it to other guys, you can give it to me!"
Why can't be understand that I didn't want to give it to that man at the racetrack? she wondered. Why can't he believe that Klein forced me?
Maybe because Klein didn't really force you, another inner voice suggested. Maybe Klein saw in your eyes that you needed to be screwed - that you were dying for it - and he just did it to you: You could have stopped him if you'd really wanted to. You could have screamed and hit him and made a terrible fuss!
"You're awfully quiet," Hal said, looking down at her as she continued to lie in wanton disarray, her bare legs parted and her naked cunt oozing the cream he had deposited within it. His voice had softened a bit, and his eyes had taken on a touch of warmth again.
"I don't know... what to say," Linda replied honestly.
Hal turned away. He was troubled, too. He had wanted to believe that his baby sister was different from the prostitutes he had spent his time with overseas. He had wanted to feet that not all women were like them. But the evidence seemed overwhelming.
Raped at a racetrack - and by the chief guard?
The idea was absurd. Even to Hal, who had sewn a bit of the world, such a thing seemed incredible-unless the girl invited it, and then it wasn't rape..
He straightened his clothes and sat down next to the table radio, which rested on a little table at the end of the couch.
"I want to get the results of the sixth race," he said.
Linda got up and dizzily made her way to the bathroom, holding her skirt away from her dribbling cunt. She had forgotten her panties, which lay on the floor next to the sofa.
Hal spied them and leaned down to pick them up. He stretched the top elastic and let them fall', open between his hands.
My sister's panties, he thought. The sweetest panties in the world!
He raised them to his face and breathed in their subtle female scent. Then he dropped them onto the couch, because the race results were coming on.
His system had worked in the sixth. The horse he would have played had won, paying twelve dollars and forty cents! Not bad. He would have been a little bit ahead at that point, even if he had played every race.
As it was,. he was out the single twenty dollar bet he had made on the opening sprint.
Got to get out there again tomorrow, he thought.
The telephone rang.
Hal stared at it on the library desk, across the room. It rang again. No one knew he was staying with his sister, and he th uight _ it might embarrass her if he were to answer the phone before she'd had a chance to explain to her friends. He was that considerate, at least.
But as the phone rang a third time, he wondered if it was a man calling. Linda had said she had no boy friend, but he didn't believe her any longer. Not after what had happened at the track.
He walked to the phone and answered it.
"Does Linda Thompkins live there?" a deep male _. voice asked.
"Yeah. Who wants to know?"
The other phone was hung up, the dial tone coming on. Hal replaced the receiver thoughtfully.
"Who was that?" his. sister asked as she emerged from the bathroom.
"I don't know," Hal said. "Some guy. But he didn't act like he knew you." Hal's eyes narrowed as he stared at his sister. "Or maybe he did."
"What are you, talking about?" Linda asked, snatching up her panties from the sofa.
"Did you give your phone number to any of those gays at the track?"
"Of course not!" Linda .said, then reconsidered.
"But Klein got my address off my ID. I suppose he could have looked up my number."
"That son of a bitch!" Hal blurted, knotting his fists.
"I don't know why he would call, though," Linda said.
"I do! One taste of your pussy wasn't enough for him. He wants some more."
"Hal, quit talking like that! He raped me, I tell you! He ought to be afraid of me reporting it."
"That's a laugh! The guy I talked to wasn't afraid; he was just checking. He wanted to make sure you really live here."
Linda became worried as she approached her brother. "What do you suppose he has in mind?"
"I told you," Hal sneered. "He wants some more tail!"
"Well, you should have told him I don't live here," Linda replied.
"Just put your pants on," her brother said, and turned his back.
Seeing no reason why she should retreat to the other room, Linda held her pink panties in front of her and stepped into them. She drew the clingy undergarment up her legs, raising her skirt in the same motion. She snapped the top elastic of the panties against her gently curved tummy, then ran her fingers around the leg elastics, tucking them beneath her buttocks. She let her skirt drop.
"You can look now," she told Hal.
"I can look anytime"" he said, whirling angrily to confront her 'I can take you any time I feel like it, Ito! And as for that bastard who called... just let him ,his ccuddy nose around here and see what happens! "I'll show him what I learned in the service."
"I didn't know you learned anything except how to make out with cheap women," Linda said vengefully.
He stared at her. It was clear that a new relationship had been established between his sister and himself, and Hal wasn't sure that he altogether liked it, But it would have its advantages, he decided, and he intended to make good use of them.