Chapter 6
Linda lay in the dark, her heart thumping, and listened to her brother moving about in the next room. It wasn't late, but the young woman had thought it better to go to bed than to 'remain with Hal, who would be thinking more and more about sex as the evening wore on, especially if she was right in front of him. As things were, she could pretend she was asleep, if he walked into the room, and perhaps discourage him.
It was the only strategy she could think of, short of moving out of the apartment and returning to her folks, which would require her to tell them the whole story. That was unthinkable.
Linda's nerves weren't helping her; they were on edge. Her body wasn't helping, either. If Hal were to come in and force the issue, he wouldn't find a dry pussy this time!
Ashamed, the girl rolled onto her stomach and clutched the pillow.
What is Hal doing out there? she wondered. Probably just pacing as he dopes out the Racing Form. He had gone out to buy one earlier.
Perhaps the handicapping would keep him up late that night, she hoped, and tire him out so that he wouldn't be interested in sex. That seemed funny on second thought, but Linda didn't feel like laughing.
She didn't feel like sleeping, either, and therefore was wide awake when Hal opened the door and entered. She shut her eyes and felt her heart beating even stronger than before.
"Linda?" Hal said softly as he approached the bed. She didn't reply.
"You asleep, baby?" her brother asked, his tone much gentler than it had been when he'd raped her that afternoon.
She felt his nearness and knew he was standing right beside her, bending to look her in the face. Itwas all she could do to keep from opening her eyes.
Hal kissed her on the lips, sending an electric charge through her body which tickled her pussy. Her lips couldn't help stirring.
"Hey, you're awake, aren't you?" Hal asked with a chuckle.
"Ooooh, Hallll...
He knelt on the bed and gathered her in his arms, gradually gliding down against her while they kissed warmly. Linda felt his hard-on through his shorts - the only garment he wore. She realized that her strategy had failed miserably.
Hal worked his way under the sheet that covered his sister, and his hands stroked along the backs of her bare thighs, up across the frilly panties that cuddled her plump ass. He pushed her shortie gown up and slid a hand under it, around to her front.
Her titties were firm and her nipples rigid. The enticing mounds shivered as Hal stroked them.
The only light in the bedroom came from the open living room door. It cast a soft glow over Linda's appealing charms as Hal eased her onto her back and drew the sheet completely away. He arranged her short, flimsy nightgown around her neck.
"Baby, you sure have beautiful tits!" he said, and bent to lick her super: stiff pink nipples.
Linda whimpered and caressed her brother's head.
What they were doing was wrong, she believed, but she couldn't seem to prevent it. She didn't want to make out with him, she tried to tell herself, but her body called that a lie.
Showing much more tenderness than, he had that afternoon, Hal stroked her quivery, upthrust tits as he licked their creamy whiteness and sucked at their pastel-colored points, which were surrounded by dainty aureola. He nuzzled her titties with his entire face.
Linda shamefully was responding as she had when they were just kids together - perhaps even stronger, because of the intervening years, which had, increased her need. She writhed while her pussy moistened to the point that her labia felt as if they were spread with melted butter. Hat's cock seemed to burn against her thigh, with only then thin fabric of his boxer shorts in between.
She wanted to grasp his dick and stroke it. She wanted - God help her - to take it into herself.
"Oooooh, Hal... darlinnng! How you're turning me onnnn!" she purred heatedly.
His assessment of that afternoon still held - she was like the girls he had known in Germany. But because she was his sister, and because of all that she had meant to him at one time, he felt more tenderness toward her than he had toward them.
Still, she didn't deserve special consideration, he believed.
He swung astride her chest.
Linda blinked up at him, startled.
"Hey, what're you doing up there?" she asked.
He grinned down, his brown hair falling partially across his face. "You're gonna be nice to me, aren't you?"
"I don't know what you mean!" Linda maintained her eyes flicked to the big hump at the front of his shorts. Through the gaping fly of the garment, she could see the base of his shaft and the dark hairs around it.
Hal reached into his fly and brought out his big, thrusting prick.
"Ooooh, God!" Linda exclaimed. "That's so huuuuge!"
"You can handle it," he urged. "Open your mouth."
"WHAT?"
"I said, open your mouth. I want you to suck my cock."
Linda tensed. She hoped she hadn't heard right,. but she knew she had.
"Hal!" she exclaimed, blushing. "How can you ask me to do something so filthy?"
"Come on," he coaxed. "All the girls do it."
"Maybe the girls you knew overseas. But nice girls don't." Linda's tension was getting a stranglehold on her. She recalled watching the female jockey sucking the horse trainer's cock.
"Just try it," Hal urged.
He crawled even closer, his cantilevered cock waggling. Linda sought to hold him back but he easily pressed her arms against the bed and clamped his. legs across them kneeling astride her neck.
His prick was sticking up right above her face. His hairy balls hung next to her chin. Linda's heart thumped wildly, and her throat became very dry. .
Hal bent forward, elevating his rump and supporting himself with one arse against the head of the bed. His other hand grasped his cock and directed it toward, his sister's mouth.
She sealed her lips. Her eyes widened and crossed as she stared along his menacing shaft. The musky scent of his cockhead rose steamily up her nostrils. Her brain seemed to be whirling, and she feared she might lose control of herself.
Hal smeared his moist rubbery glans along her shut lips. From right underneath her nose, his bulging knob smelled very strong. It brushed her nostrils as he rubbed it to and fro.
He managed to get the tip of the, awful thing between her lips, and it touched her teeth. She felt as if she were teetering on some ledge, high above the ground, her equilibrium weakening.
She shut her eyes, and her mouth flew open. She uttered an anguished cry which was quickly stoppered by the plugging bulk of her brother's big prick. Almost before she knew what had happened, her mouth was chockful of the wild-tasting, raunchy-scented thing, and she was champing on it as she was forced to swallow her suddenly gushing saliva.
Her jaws were stretched apart, and her lips were clamped into the groove behind Hal's cockhead. Her eyes stared as tears sprang to them.
"GHAAAWWWWH!" she protested against the muffling, meaty plug in her mouth.
Her entire body throbbed, her nerves running riot. Her taste buds were stimulated by the strange flavor of her brother's dick. His soft balls hung against her chin: She tried to writhe away from the unnatural penetration, but Hal's coupling pin held her in place, and all she could do was stare up at him.
He grinned. "Don't sweat it," he said. "Just suck and move your mouth. Pretend it's a big old lollipop that you've got."
"AAAWWWWGH!" she said as he forced his prick deeper into her mouth.
She realized that she couldn't dislodge it. Prick flavored saliva was dribbling down her throat, forcing her to swallow repeatedly. That action forced her tongue against Hal's spongy glans, squeezing more flavor from it. Her senses swirled giddily.
She gave in completely and began to suck on her brother's big, juicy cock.
Oh, what a tramp you are! an inner voice accused. But Linda was too dizzy to answer it or even care much. Even the strong taste and scent of. Hal's prick wasn't so bad any longer.
She let her lashes flutter low as she pumped her mouth on the thick, throbbing cock that was sticking into her face. She sucked and swallowed, her tongue lapping against Hal's cockhead.
I'm just like that girl jockey, she thought, and just the German whores.
Her brain spun as she lunged up from the pillow, stroking her soft, o-shaped lips on Hal's rod. His bulging glans rubbed her velvety tongue, which was undulating like the ocean.
Hal grasped her around the back of the head, helping to support her in cocksucking position as he stroked his big dick gently between her lips. The whole room seemed to be wheeling around her. Her pussy dribbled so copiously that her thighs became slipperywet.
As Hal gazed down and watched his pretty baby sister suck his prick, he was warmed to the basis of his being. He felt such a rush of mingled love and lust for Linda that he knew he would have to put a stop to the luscious cocksucking right away or come in her mouth.
He chose the former and drew back quickly, pulling his thick plunger from Linda's mouth with a loud sucking Pop! Her eyes flew open as her lips gaped wetly, and she saw Hal's rosy, moist prick waggle. jergily above her face. It was tilted upward, trailing a strand of her glistening saliva.
She breathed heatedly through her mouth. Her tits heaved as her brother scrambled backward, off of them. Kneeling beyond her doubled up legs, he pulled the frilled panties off her, and her thighs flew wide apart. Her clit had become so stiff during the cocksucking, and her inner labia had taken on such puffiness, that her outer cuntlips were forced apart, and a gash of bright pinkness could be seen, girlhoney drooling along it.
A lustful growl rattled in Hal's throat as he moved up, clutching his bonehard prick. He tilted the torpedo down to his sister's slit, nosed her labia wide apart, and sank his cock into her tightly clasping hole.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Linda moaned, and began hunching greedily, her legs clamped around the backs of her brother's thighs.
He stroked in and out of her with long, gliding motions that made his head light and caused his balls to churn. Linda's pussy was super-slick, still very snug, around him- so much tighter and hotter than the whores he had screwed.
Maybe there was a difference, he was forced to admit. Certainly there was a difference in the way he felt as he gave his all to his hot baby sister and took her teenaged love in return.
Linda had to admit that she loved him in a sexual way as she received his eager cock thrustsShe didn't want to, because she felt it was wrong. But what could she do? Nothing now, while Hal wai fucking her so lusciously!
She drove her lithe hips against him, her buttocks quivering as they lunged off the bed. Her titties shook.
Hal was propped on straight arms, gazing warmly down at her passion-charged features - her hot eyes and the gaping lips which had sucked his cock. She felt her sharp fingernails biting into his back as her serpentine legs pulling against him.
He fucked her harder and faster, making his prick fairly fly in and out of her hotly grabbing, bumping cunt.
"Oooh... Goddd... Hallll! Ooh, bay-beeeee!" she panted. "Fuck me... fuck meeeee! Oooooooh!"
She went into a spasm of completion, shaking from shoulders to heels. But Hal kept fucking, driving her through the first orgasm and on toward another as she gasped and writhed and clawed at him.
He lowered his hairy chest against her viibrating tits and screwed her with even greater force, loss cock like a raging monster in her belly. The bed creaked and shook. Linda bawled.
She came for the second time, her consciousness wavering as blissful throutbs rose from her loins and seemed to overwhelm her. Hal continued jabbing and jerking in her fevered cunt.
Finally, when she felt she simply couldn't take any more, he finished, heaving and groaning as the liquid lust leaped from his twitching dick and pooled warmly inside her. She went into a final flurry of frenzied motion, then lay still, her palpitating heart the only part of her that seemed alive as she figuratively floated through the air. Hal's weight gradually brought her back to earth. Her eyelids fluttered, and she squirmed benearh him.
He elevated himself on straight arms and looked down at her, their loins still linked. He felt rnuch softer and smaller in her pussy than before. His face was flushed pleasurably, and his eyes were warm.
"God, that was good!" he exclaimed huskily.
"Yessss," she admitted, and looked away.
She felt helpless. There seemed nothing she could do about the passion trap into which she had fallen. The door buzzer rang.
Linda gasped.
"Who could that be?" Hal asked, staring at her.
"I don't know! I hope it isn't... " Hal :pushed off his sister and sprang to his feet, his wet penis swaying. He pulled up his shorts.
"Get a robe on and come out with me,." he said. "If this guy is who I think he is, I want you to identify him... before I bust his head open!"
"Ooh, Hal, please don't fight!"
"The son of a bitch has got no business bothering you!" he said, rushing into the other room with just his shorts on.
Linda scrambled from the bed, her tittles quivering. She found a robe and tremblingly put it on.
Hal was opening the front door of the apartment just as she entered the living room. The man who stood in the hall. had bushy dark hair. She recognized him immediately as the trainer named Thraxton.
"What do you want'?" Hal demanded.
The caller glanced past him at Linda. "I want to talk with her, if I may."
Hal recognized the deep voice as the one that had spoken to him on the phone.
"Linda?" her brother asked as he held the door wide open. "Is this the guy?"
"No!" she said quickly. "I mean, it isn't Klein."
"Then who the hell...?"
"My name's Greg Thraxton. Miss Thomkins knows me."
'Yes, let him in," she told her brother.
Confused, Hal backed up, and Thraxton entered the apartment.
"This is my brother, Hal," Linda said, blushing nervously.
"Yeah?" Thraxton glanced from her to the young man and back again. "Well, it doesn't matter to me."
He was a big, powerful looking man, and Hal was glad that he didn't have to tie into him. But what did the guy want with Linda?
"Can we talk in front of your, uh, brother?" Thraxton asked her as Hal shut the door.
"Of course." Hal scowled.
"Well, this is kind of awkwarwd for me, Miss Thompkins," the husky horse trainer said. "Al Klein gave me your address. You know, you put me on quite a spot with that story you told him."
"It was only the truth," Linda replied; holding her head high.
"That's just the trouble. It wasn't the truth. Maybe you thought that was what you heard... but, Miss.Thompkins, you were wrong. And I'm afraid you've gotten me into a lot of trouble." Hal was glancing uncertainly from the man to Linda "I know what I heard, Mr. Thraxton," Linda insisted. "In any case, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Yes, there is. I want you to go and see Klein again tomorrow. You've got to tell him you were mistaken, Miss Thompkins."
"But I wasn't!"
"Did you hear the results of the fifth race?" Thraxton challenged. "It didn't turn out the way you told Klein it would."
"That's right, Linda," her brother spoke up.
"Hal!" she exclaimed. "Are you turning against me, too?"
He didn't say anything, and she had trouble reading his eyes.
"Please, Miss Thotnpkins," Thraxton said. "You've got to help me straighten out this mess."
The thought of going to see the man at the track who had raped her, terrified Linda. She didn't think she should have to do it, anyway. But perhaps she had heard wrong, she dismally admitted to herself and, if so, she owed Thraxton something.
Hal spoke up, surprising her: "If my sister does what you want, will you do something for us in return."
"Why, sure," Thraxton said. "If I can."
"The next time there is a fix, we want in on, it," Hal stipulated.
The trainer squirmed.
"My sister won't shoot her mouth off, like she did before," Hal said. "After all, we'd like to make a little money, too."
Thraxton glanced at the pretty, brown-haired girl who looked as if she had just been fucked... and he thought how he would enjoy putting the blocks to her himself. He didn't believe for a moment that the guy proposing the deal was her brother.
"Okay," Thraxton said giving up his pretenses. "You're in on the next one."
"When?"
"Well, I can't say that. Naturally, I... "
"Not good enough, Thraxton," Hal said, getting tough. "Before my sister gets you off the a hook on todays action you've got to clue us in on something good. And we'Il want to check it out with the jockeys, too."
Thraxton glanced back at Linda, and naked lust flashed in his eyes.
"Okay," he said. "We'll set a deal up for tomorrow."