Chapter 1
Summer wrapped the flimsy negligee around her trim, eighteen-year-old body. She seemed to flaw like mist through the darkened house. It hadn't been an hour since she sneaked in late from her date with Mike. They hadn't been interested in the time, not while they were screwing each other's brains out in the back seat of Mike's car. Summer had been afraid her father might be home and give her hell for being out so late.
She'd lucked out. Only Bill, her older brother, was home.
The teenager wondered why Bill was still up. She could hear him fiddling around in his workshop out in the garage. It was unlike him to waste a Friday night at home. Neither of them much liked their father because he was really their stepfather and their mother was dead. Where their natural father was, Summer and Bill didn't know.
Life wasn't very free around the house, but Summer had vowed, along with Bill, that they would spilt as soon as they could.
She crept up and peered in a window frosted over with dust and cobweb. The warm spring breeze gusted around her trim body, made her feel sexy all over. As the wind whipped the silk nightgown firmly between her legs, she remembered how it had been with Mike, having him fuck her, having his long pecker shoved into her juicy twat again and again. The soft caresses of the breeze made her aware of how much springtime turned her on, how it made her so damned horny she'd fuck a fencepost.
She peeked into the window and saw Bill was busy with his radio equipment. Her brother was busy doing strange things to a tiny rig on his work bench.
Summer went in. "Evening, Bill. How come you're out here all by yourself? I figured you and Marie would be out somewhere having a ball, so to speak." Bill shrugged.
"Aw, come on, Bill!" Summer cried. She saw her brother was disturbed about something and not wanting to talk. "You can tell me. You know I won't go blabbing my mouth off." "Yeah, Sis, I know. But it seems like every time I'm getting it all together with Marie, something happens and everything blows up in my face. We were supposed to go to Susan's party tonight. Marie decided she didn't want to see me." He shrugged again, but Summer saw the set of his jaw and slump of his shoulders. Bill was really worked up over Marie.
"What was it? Why'd she turn off on you like that?" "I don't know. I think she's got the hots for somebody else." Summer began to understand. "Is it Dave? Is your best friend cutting in on your territory?" "Yeah, something like that. I decided what the hell. I might as well come out and fool around with these knobs. I sure as hell aren't going to get my knobs played with tonight." Summer perched her bouncy bottom on the edge of the workbench. She knew that the filmy fabric of her nightgown revealed everything. And, since the night was so warm, she hadn't bothered to fasten the, front. It was only being held closed by her slender fingered hands.
She placed both her hands on the workbench behind her. The sea green negligee opened. It was impossible for Bill to miss the swell of her breasts. The ruddy nipples were slowly springing to life. Summer felt her breath like sandpaper in her throat. She was getting turned on thinking about fucking her brother.
And the red nubbins of her nipples showed her arousal. They were pointing like red fingers from the tips of her snowy white, slightly upturned tits.
The boy's eyes drank in that sight and he almost choked. He couldn't miss the wanton invitation being put to him. For a moment, he firmly gripped his screwdriver. Then his thoughts turned to doing something else besides driving a screw into the radio chassis in front of him.
"I, uh, decided to tune up my CB radio." His voice seemed to be coming from someone else's mouth. All Bill could think of was the milky expanse of skin in front of him: The tits, the bouncy, firm, succulent tits and the broad plain of Summer's belly hypnotized him. When his eyes dropped to the triangular patch of her pussy mound, he almost came in his pants. His cock tried to turn cartwheels. He felt like exploding.
The green of the silken fabric seemed to contrast vividly with the whiteness of Summer's skin. The black, furry bush barely hid blushing pink pussy lips. The girl had spread her legs just enough so Bill could see what she was offering him.
"What.., what do you want out here, Summer?" His voice was a frightened animal.
It wasn't natural wanting to fuck his own sister.
But he was so frustrated, so damned uptight! "Isn't that obvious, Bill? I only want to help you. You haven't been getting any ass, have you? Not off Marie, at any rate. And she's all you ever talk about. Aren't you getting just a little bit horny?" Like me, Summer mentally added.
"Yeah, so fucking horny I jack off a couple times a day. But that just doesn't make it, you know? It doesn't take the edge off wanting a woman to ball. But I can't, I mean.., you're, oh, shit!" Summer drifted to her brother and placed a cool hand on each of his shoulders. She turned him to face her and firmly said, "Now listen, brother, we're having to face just about everything together. Why don't we make it everything?" "I... " Bill's voice escaped him. He couldn't talk. Nor did he want to. All that interested him was well within arm's reach, His sexy sister was pressing her firm body against his. He could feel the pebble-hard points of her tilt. They pulsed with lust for him. Her hot breath was so close, her warm body radiated a sexual heat that drew him on, washed away his inhibitions.
For a moment, an attack of what was right and what was wrong assailed him. He couldn't fuck his own sister! Then Summer straddled his leg. He could feel the wetness of her crotch. Her cunt was overflowing with its love juices. She was hot. She wanted him. Him, her own brother! Bill's arms encircled Summer's lithe body, pulled her to him. Their lips met in a kiss that was clumsy at first. Then their passions built to the paint where they seemed to, flow together, to become one.
He felt her agile tongue pressing firmly against his lips. He opened his mouth a little and the girl's tongue came racing in. Their tongues dueled. They stroked and caressed each other, roughly, wetly. He felt his own lust building to the bursting point. It was like a clam with a huge lake of water behind it. Sooner or later it would break, and, when it did, it would come flooding out all over the place.
The girl's mouth on his was just the start. He could feel her rubbing her cunt back and forth on his leg. She was getting off on the friction of his leg on her pussy lips! Summer felt tingle after electric tingle jolt into her body as she moved her hips back and forth. The rough fabric of her brother's jeans was just the thing to scratch her deep-felt itch. She massaged her sex lips. As long as the cunt juice flowed, there wasn't any danger of getting chafed. In fact, it was just the reverse. She was getting off on this in a big way. Delight surged up from her cunt and warmly filled her.
"Ummm, Bill, you kiss good" She pulled his face brutally to hers. Ups bruised but neither cared. All that mattered was their overwhelming need for each other.
All the passions she hadn't spent earlier in the evening demanded satiation now. She wanted to get fucked again in the worst way. If she didn't have a cock driving hard and fast into her, she would surely go crazy with lust.
And the boy wasn't in any better condition to think about the fact that he was getting hot and ready to fuck his own sister. He was too frustrated by the affair that wasn't working out with Marie. That slut had been turning him inside out too long. He had to get his rocks off. He wanted to fuck her.
And, seeing that it was a lost hope, he'd fuck any body who happened to come along.
It was their mutual good luck they'd found each other that night.
His hands found the twin peaks of his sister's boobs. He gripped them with a fierceness that showed the height of his arousal. As he squeezed and kneaded the pliant flesh of her jugs, he felt a feather-light touch at his fly. She quickly unzipped his jeans with a metallic hiss.
His prick snapped to rigid attention.
As he fondled his sister's knockers, she was giving him a handjob. He could hardly imagine his good luck. He bent over and thrust one of the tits into his mouth. She was getting sweaty from arousal he tasted the salty tang of her perspiration. That sent his pulse racing almost as much as the fact that he had her hard, mushroom-like nipple firmly under his tongue. He could feel it throb with life. Sucking hard, he heard her mutter a low, deep-throated moan of contentment.
Summer felt the jab of sexual lightning cut into her body as her brother took her boob into his mouth. His teeth scored the sides of her milky white tit. His tongue drove down hard and fast into her nipple. It pressed the erectile tissue all around until she was weak and shaking inside. The way he gave her a tongue-lashing was to her liking! She loved every second of it! "Ummmmm, Bill, that's so divine! she groaned over and over. She kept rocking back and forth on his leg. The entire top of his thigh was wet with her inner oils. She was gushing the thick lubricant out at a fantastic rate.
It was kinky, fucking her own brother. That thought kept going over and over in her head. It wasn't right, yet it felt right. It was a sin. That's what the preacher said every Sunday. That's what she'd heard all her life.
Her body told her an entirely different story. How could it be wrong when she needed her brother so badly? How could it be wrong when her cunt begged for the attention she was giving it along his leg? How could anything be wrong that felt so damned good-like him sucking hard on her tits? There was no conflict. She wanted him inside her, his cock driving in . and out of her clutching hole as fast and hard as he could. She wanted her own brother fucking her! "Bill, ohhhh, Bill, fuck me good! I want your prick in me! Fuck my poor little cunt!" "Ummm, yeah," came the muttered reply. Bill was enjoying the feel of his sister's titflesh around his face too much to do anything else at the moment.
Summer felt Bill's face burrowing between the mounds of her jugs. The urge to have cock shoved mercilessly hard into her cunt heightened. Each time his tongue licked out and left a saliva trail across her sensitive skin, she shuddered. It wasn't from the cold; it was a warm night. It was from the knowledge that her very own brother was hungering after her lush body. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him! The girl's mouth felt like cotton. She was gasping for air like a fish out of water. When he shoved his strong fingers up her cunt, she almost fainted. The wiggling, driving fingers rolled and prodded around in her tiny love tunnel. She felt her juices flow even faster to drench this new invader up her twat.
Summer came.
She shrieked, "AIIIEEEE!" and felt her body caught in the fierce grip or orgasm. Bill had touched her clit. That fleeting touch was all it took to shove her over the brink of climax. She soon came down from her sexual high and rejoiced in the filled feeling his three fingers gave her pussy.
Knowing that Bill's passion and need was as great as hers from the way his prick bounced and jerked in her grip, Summer decided to give him a little mouth love.
She dropped to her knees and spread Bill's legs apart. She took his plum-colored, knobby fuck stick into her mouth. She heard him gasp as her hot, wet mouth engulfed his prick. Slowly, she began sucking. Not much at first, but enough. He began writhing around on the chair as if he were sitting on a puddle. She held him firmly in place with her hands on his hips.
She didn't want his dick slipping out of her mouth. The long, quivering rod of hard manmeat was too tasty to lose! She sucked the entire length into her mouth until her nose burrowed into the crinkly mass of her bather's pubic hair. It smelled of man musk. That odor excited her as much as the throbbing length of prick firmly lodged in her mouth. She slowly worked back along the length of the jerking cock. Inch by agonizingly slow inch emerged from her wet lips.
His entire length was drenched with her saliva. She kept the knobby head of his prick inside her lips. Running her tongue back and forth over the triangular flap of skin dangling down under the end of his cock, Summer stimulated the most sensitive portion of her brother's manhood. She loved the feeling on her tongue as she dragged it back and forth on the rubbery glans. It sent lightning surges of delight into her body. She loved giving head.
And Bill loved the blow job he was getting from his sexy sister. Looking down at his crotch, all the boy could see was a tangled mass of dark hair. In wild dismay, Summer's-hair covered his groin. He felt her agile tongue stroking his cock like a Popsicle. He sighed, a shiver of delight shaking his body.
When the girl tried to stuff her tongue down the tiny pin-prick hole in the end of his cock, Bill cried out, "Unnggh! That... that's... great!" Summer barely heard. Blood pounded fiercely in her ears. It was like the ocean's surf in her head as her pulse accelerated as her excitement mounted. She felt the emptiness in her cunt again. She felt the need to be fucked. But more important at the moment was her mouthful of cock.
She began sucking the boy's length back into her mouth. The suction made him wiggle around, but she kept him trapped with her mouth. He was impaling her face, threatening to fuck it if his hips managed to take control away from his- mind. Summer didn't care what happened. She loved the taste of cock, couldn't get enough.
Her teeth lightly scored the sides of his shaft. The dick vibrated in tempo to her brother's heartbeat. Her lips were pursed into a circular shape. She took his entire length without gagging. She wasn't a Linda Lovelace, but she didn't have to be to take seven inches of cock down her throat. It was easy, and she'd practiced a lot at it.
By straightening out her windpipe in just the right way, she took the teenager's cock into her throat. Every time she swallowed, it massaged the buried glans just a little more.
She knew that it wouldn't be long before he jetted out his heavy load of jism. The way his cock began to expand with lust told her how near the point of explosion her brother was. She reached out and began to fondle his heavy balls.
Bill groaned in delight. He felt his control slipping away as his sister began to suck on his cock, lightly gnaw on the rubbery head, and grip just behind the head with her teeth. But it was her fondling of his hairy sac filled with creamy semen that was robbing him of his control. His hips lifted off the tiny stool and shot forward. He wanted to cram his peter in his sister's mouth. He wanted to face-fuck her until he came.
Summer felt the first tentative thrust into her mouth. She wanted that cock in her mouth as badly as her brother wanted to stuff it in. To encourage him, she began to suck harder. Her tongue rolled around the tender tip of his glans. To keep his passion as fever-pitched as possible, she squeezed gently on his balls. She could feel the nuts inside the sac tumbling and churning, ready to boil over.
Her tongue pressed firmly down on the end of his prick. The tiny hole seemed to expand the harder she pressed. She heard her brother moan, then the cock came sailing into her face, hard, fast. He was face-fucking her with all the power in his hips.
She kept her mouth tightly held around the ramrod of meat. The thought that the prick in her mouth was her brother's turned her on even more. Her cunt began to flow with a renewed torrent of cunt juice.
She didn't let up on the suction she was applying. The cock began to jerk and buck wildly in her mouth. Then her tonsils were covered with her brother's sperm. He blasted out gob after fiery gob of white jism into her mouth.
Summer sucked harder. She wanted to milk as much of it from his cock as she could. Draining the reservoir of his balls seemed to be the only goal she had in life. The salty, tangy taste of the cum was better than anything she'd ever sampled. It was heaven. She wanted more, ever more of the creamy seed.
Her tongue flashed out and prevented the third powerful shot from sailing into the back of her throat. She wanted all that tasty semen smeared over her tongue. She wanted every gooey droplet of it on her tastebuds where she could fully appreciate it.
Her breathing accelerated with excitement. Her breath gusted like a jet exhaust in the forest of Bill's pubic hair. His cock felt warm and wet in its sheath in Summer's face. The suction she applied to his prick was enough to drive him out of his head.
He wanted it to continue spurting forever. The release given him made him want more.
Then, all too soon, it was over. Limp and exhausted, his cock dribbled out of Summer's mouth. She kept sucking and licking until every trace of come was gone. She was a greedy bitch. She wasn't going to waste any of her bother's precious cum.
"Wow, Sis, I never knew you could give head like that. I bet Mike's got the most aching set of balls in town tonight." "I tried to give 'em to him, at any rate. That guy's like he's made out of steel. He just keeps it up, keeps fucking for hours and hours. But you taste a damned sight better than he does, brother dear!" "Thanks. Now, sister darling, let me return the favor." Bill's hands clamped on her waist and he easily lifted her to the work bench.
Legs hanging down over the edge of the table, Summer was ready for anything. Most of all she wanted to be fucked. Knowing that Bill's cock was out of action for a while, she would be more than happy to have her little pussy eaten out.
But later she'd want that long, seven-inch spike of pleasure crammed into her twat! CHAPTER TWO Bill's mouth approached her wide-open cunt. She moaned in pleasure as his mouth lightly touched her pussy lips. She felt a tremor of delight surge trough her body as his rough tongue dragged up and down her gash.
"Gee, Sis, you're already wet! Your cunt juice's dribbling down and making a pool on the bench top!" "Shut up and fuck, damn you! I need your tongue all over me! Kiss my poor little cunny!" "You asked for it!" he said. He dived back down to the tasty task. He made sure that his tongue tickled her tiny clit before moving back down the moist slash of her snatch.
The salty tang of her juices turned Bill on in a big way. There wasn't anything he loved in the world more than the taste of cunt juice. It was better than booze. And it had the added advantage of making him hard. He could feel the stirrings in his cock already. It wouldn't be long before he was stiff again.
Until then, he was going to give his little sister the eating out of her life. His tongue drove fiercely into her hole. He felt the velvety walls ripple and surge around his oral digit. Licking up and down the channel, he got a mouthful of love juice. He began sucking on the cunt lips.
Summer gasped with the sudden onslaught. Having her brother's tongue whirling around like a tornado in her cunt had sent tremors earthquaking throughout her body. Warmth and wetness seemed to flood throughout her being. She was drowned in the sudden sensations knifing into her belly. She was lost in a paradise of lust.
She loved the weak feeling that he created in her. Like jello, she shook and trembled in reaction to his tonguing of her twat. As he worked back along her sex slash, she knew what it was that turned her on the most.
It wasn't the wetness and roughness of his cock-hard tongue driving into her cunt. It wasn't the expert way he parted her labia and stimulated them. It wasn't even the way his tongue drove hard into her asshole.
All of those were turn ons. Sure, she got off on them. But the mental part was the biggest thrill of all.
She knew this wasn't just any guy sucking on her pussy ups, eating her out. It was her brother. Her very own brother! Summer hiked up her legs and dangled them over Bill's shoulders. He was able to get into her cunt even better this way. She felt his nose burrowing around in her beaver. The hot breath sailed through her forest of pubic hair and made her even hotter. She wanted him to fuck her. Having his tongue on her clit was heaven. Letting her brother drive his tongue into her was paradise.
But she wanted him to fuck her! Trembling and unable to even sit up any longer, she collapsed back onto the work bench. Bill's eager mouth worked up and down her Nat making sure not a singe inch was missed. His saliva mixed with the flood of her cunt juices. He then lapped them all up with lewd, obscenely loud noises.
"B.. . Bill," she croaked, her voice husky with sex, "I need you in me. No more mouth love! I need your hard cock in me, fucking me, making me feel like a woman!" "Umph," came the answer. Bill's face was buried in her bush, his tongue still busily lapping away at her succulent juices. The feel of the soft skin of her inner thighs on each side of his head made him wild with passion for her.
He was as excited about fucking his own sister as she was having her brother screw her.
"Bill! I need you inside me! Fuck me, damn you, damn you, ohhhh!" Summer gasped again as he drove his tongue as far up into her cunt as he could reach. He felt the soft, clinging walls oozing with her fuck fluids. The salty taste lingered in his mouth. As he spun his tongue back and forth, he could feel her sex lips hardening. Excited blood pounded hard into them making the fleshy flaps hard with lust.
He felt his own prick rising. He wasn't completely rigid yet, but it was good enough to get started. He knew what he wanted. It was right under his nose.
He wanted to fuck his own sister.
"Here goes, babe!" He let her legs down on either side of his body and pulled her powerfully to him. Her snatch opened in wanton invitation to his turgid dick. He slid into her sheath of humid flesh easily.
Summer gasped as she felt the steely cock slain into her body. When their crotches ground together, she was catapulted to ecstasy. Her entire world centered in her cunt. The hot piston of flesh inside her was beginning to warm her guts. It slid, easily back and forth in the greased channel of her pussy until the friction threatened to burn them up with its intensity.
She clawed and gripped at her bother's shoulders. Passion totally possessed her. The cock fucking her was all that mattered. She could feel the broad, purpled head of his dick expand as it drove in and out. There wasn't a thing in the world she loved better than being fucked! Having her own brother screwing her gave an added kinkiness to her that turned her on more than she'd ever been before. She couldn't understand it. His cock was long, a good eight inches from the way it shot so far up her juicy cunt, but it wasn't all that long. He wasn't thick though he managed to spread her pussy lips enough to stimulate her.
It had to be that he was her flesh and blood.
What they were doing wasn't right, yet it felt right. Nothing that was this good could be a sin. Summer thought that even though her mind was frosted over with the impact of sex.
As he started a methodical fucking, his cock was suddenly ripped from her cunt. She fell backwards on the work bench, momentarily stunned. She didn't know exactly what had happened. One second, Bill was fucking her just like she wanted, just like she needed.
The next he was gone.
When her eyes finally focused, she felt a cold lump form in the pit of her stomach. They weren't alone. Her stepfather had entered and discovered them. From the way he staggered, it was obvious he'd been drinking.
"Wha'cha doing, you goddamn slut?" he slurred. "You letting this son of a bitch fuck you? Goddamn, but he's your brother. Wha' you think you're doing?" "You don't have any business barging in here," snapped Bill. His cock still stuck out in front of his body, drenched in cunt juice. "Hell I don't. You two're my kids. Gotta raise you right and whaddya do but fuck each other!" "Look-" Summer started. She was cut off by a vicious back hand slap across the face.
"Speak when yer spoken to, you goddamn whore." With the disconnected thinking of a drunk, he suddenly asked Bill, "What's all this about?" "My CB radio. I fixed it up to hook onto a car battery. But I want you to leave us the hell alone!" "Piss on that," their stepfather mumbled.
"And I don't want you hitting my sister like that. She didn't deserve that and-" Bill was suddenly decked by a meaty fist. The room spun, and he almost passed out from the impact on his jaw. His stepfather stood over him, weaving slightly, and looking down.
"Fuckin' idiot. Don't try tellin' me what to do." Bill surged to his feet and swung at his stepfather. The blow connected. But the man hardly seemed to feel it. He was used to bar room brawls and fighting while he was drunker than a skunk. He decked Bill again with a quick one-two combination.
As Bill fell, he hit his head on the edge of an' old Army locker.
"You-you've killed him!" Summer cried. She rushed to Bill's side and felt for a pulse. There wasn't one that she could find. She tried to locate the pulse in his throat but was brutally yanked to her feet by her stepfather.
"Yer a right purdy piece of ass, ain't ya? Hardly never noticed it before. Old Bill's got good taste. What's it like here?" His thick fingers grabbed for her twat.
Summer tried to back away but couldn't. His hand clamped down painfully on her snatch.
"Quit that!" she moaned. "Quit it or I'll scream." "Tough shit," he said. "Most everybody's sleep by now. Scream all you want. I think I'm gonna fuck you!" Summer tried to tack away from the drunken man. She couldn't escape his groping hands.
"Fuck you's what I'm gonna do!" He picked her up like she was weightless and dumped her down on the tool-strewn work bench. Re didn't bother trying to clear off a space. He dumped her in the nearest spot. She felt a hammer and a screwdriver poking into her back.
Then, he ripped off her flimsy nightgown. He stared at her naked body in such a way, she shivered. It wasn't just a look of lust, it was lust and hatred. She'd never realized how much her stepfather resented her and Bill until that moment.
"Gonna fuck you, yeah," he said.
His cock flipped out of his dingy jeans. It was short and stubby. Maybe five inches long, but, the sheer bulk of it frightened Summer. It was almost as thick as it was long. If he crammed that monstrous prick into her cunt, he'd rip her apart.
"No, think about it. We-we can come up with something. Say you hit Bill and he stumbled or something. We-ohhhhh!" She almost passed out. His rough hands brutally thrust apart her legs. With a sudden stab, he drove his cock directly into her cunt. The pussy lips were tucked back into her juicy little tunnel, still damp from her fucking with Bill.
The pain jolted her up and down her spine- She felt the tools jabbing into her back. The pain of her stepfather's cock fucking her was the worst, though. She could recover from the other. But the way his dick mercilessly tore at her insides filled her with pain.
"Stop, oh, please, stop, stop, stop!" "Like it. You gotta tight one. Real tight little pussy.
His hips kept pistoning in and out. She tried to escape but couldn't. She was completely impaled by the shaft, thick spike of his dick. As she gripped at his shirt to pun him off balance and escape, she felt his callused hands clamp down on her firm tits.
"Nice boobs," was all he said.
She slumped back to the bench. There wasn't any way in hell she could fight the man off. He was intent on raping her. She couldn't stop him. All she could do was wait and hope he wouldn't kill her like he had her brother, She felt the big, hairy paws gripping at her jugs. The soft flesh began to flow like putty under the powerful grip. He fucked the hard tips of her breasts back and forth. In spite of herself, Summer felt her body reacting to the mangling it was receiving. Even though she was being raped, her body was betraying her; it was responding sexually to the assault.
"Like those. Nice." He buried his face in the deep canyon between her marshmallowy tits. His tongue slurped and licked away at the valley He began working his way up one of the slopes. When he got to the top, he opened his mouth and took in most of her boob.
When he bit down hard, she screamed.
"Shaddup or I'll hit you!" he snapped. He lowered his face back to her lit and began tonguing and nipping more gently at her flesh. The hard pebble of her nipple was a fierce red. He took it into his mouth. He began to gnaw away at the marble-sized nubbin of erectile flesh.
Summer felt the stabs of pain and delight go all the way down into her chest. She was confused. She didn't know what to do. Her own stepfather was drunkenly aping her after finding her making it with her own brother.
Now, he was biting and abusing her tit. He was driving his stubby, blunt prick in and out of her tiny twat with enough force to make her teeth chatter.
And she was responding to him! She hated herself for it. But she could feel her cunt begin to water in response to the cock fucking her. She didn't want to, but her body seemed to be in command. The pain in her chest turned into joy. The savage mouthing he was giving her tits actually pleased her.
She wasn't able to keep it all straight in her mind. Confused; bewildered, she began to cry.
"Shaddup, damn your eyes, you little whore! You been fuckin' around with your brother. You can give me a little of the action." She felt his dong ram into her tender little cunt again. She was openly crying. There was nothing more humiliating than this. She was being used. She was nothing more than a hole for this drunken pig to shove his cock into.
And she was enjoying it.
That was the part she hated the most. She was actually responding to his mistreatment. Every time his dong speared hard into her sensitive pussy, she felt a surge of pleasure knife into her body. His dong was so thick, she knew it had to be ripping her wide open. And she loved the way it felt.
Confused, dismayed at what was happening, she tried to lay back and take it.
It wasn't easy. She concentrated on the way his dong was reaming her out. His fucking motion was erratic, uneven. He was so drunk he was almost falling down. His forty-horsepower breath sickened her as it gusted into her face. The feel of his heavy hands on her delicate tits caused shudders of horror to vibrate through her body.
Most of all, the feelings in her body as he fucked her were what mattered the most. The sensation wasn't all that unpleasant in spite of all the other things that had happened.
She enjoyed the way his prick dipped into her twat to stimulate her. His pubic hair rubbed against her alit. Each feathery touch sent a lightning bolt of delight into her belly. With the cock so avidly fucking her manhole, there was nothing else she could think about. She had to take it.
Her stepfather seemed to be getting his rocks off. He had an evil leer on his face as he stuffed his pecker into her. He grunted each time he leaned forward. With his cock buried inside her cunt, the girl was totally at his mercy. She could do nothing.
"Got a tight aunt, don't ya, whore?" "Please, please!" "Want more of it, huh? Okay!" He increased the force of his fucking. Each in-out stroke smashed hard into her body. She found herself drifting away on the winds of sex. She was enjoying the rape. It was horrifying for her to think about it, but it was happening. She was actually enjoying being raped by her own stepfather.
Summer groaned as the feelings began to well up inside her. The plummeting cock had sent off hidden depth charges in her body. She knew that she would climax in a few more minutes if he kept up his merciless hammering at her cunt.
Each excursion into her belly warmed her. The friction of his huge battering ram of manmeat burned in her loins. Liquid fire puddled up in her stomach. Her spine was arched to take him as deeply as possible up her cunt. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to be raped.
She was enjoying the degradation, the humiliation of the scene.
Her pussy lips were bruised from the telephone pole of cock screwing in and out of her twat. She realized the only way of ending this, of making things straight in her own head, was to get him to come. She would have to do everything she could to bring him off or he might fuck her all night long.
She couldn't stand the thought of that.
Using her stomach muscles, she clamped down powerfully on his prick as it fucked into her juicy cunt. He grunted in response. She tried to hold him inside her, to make him come. He managed to pull out amid a flow of her inner oils. There was an obscene smucking noise as he broke the vacuum created by his monster prick and her strong cuntal muscles.
She tried a different tack. Her body was fast approaching the paint of no return. She was going to climax in a short time unless something drastic was done.
Twisting and thrashing around on the table; she hunched up to meet his every thrust. She managed to take his short length deeply into her body. She shivered with the feel of the massive plug stopping up her pussy. She took it. She had to. There was no other way for her to bring the drunken, crazed man off.
It worked. She rotated around the spike of his flesh impaling her. He grunted, then began to emit animal noises. His hips thrust forward faster and faster. His cock seared as it penetrated hot cunt and reamed her out.
"God, slut, you're tiiight!" he grunted. Then he came.
She felt the torrents of white hot jizz blasting into her body. It was a horrible feeling. Usually, she dug the hell out of it. This was what she normally loved. Now it terrified her. She was disgusted and angry. She was being used as a convenient socket to stuff a prick into and not treated as a human being.
Still, she, used her muscles to milk him of all his come. The walls of her cunt collapsed around his dick and pulled out each and every drop of his come. She squeezed and rippled the walls of her pussy until the last drop of jism was drained from her stepfather's balls.
He staggered back, panting. He put one hand out and braced himself against the wall. He said in a mushy voice, "Damn tight cunt, you Iii bitch, damn right." He sat down heavily. In a few seconds, be was asleep. Not daring to move, the raped girl watched until she was suit he had either passed out or gone to sleep from his exertion in raping her.
She quickly went to where her brother lay. He hadn't moved. She felt for a pulse and found none. Her step-father had really killed Bill. The teenager's body was beginning to row cold and stiffen with rigor mortis.
Summer stood and pulled the tatters of the nightgown around her body. There was no way she could stay wound here. Even if the courts believed her that her stepfather had killed Bill, she'd be put into a detention home. She didn't have any other relatives now that Bill was dead.
There was only one thing she could do. She had to run away. And it had to be tonight.
She started out of the garage when the thought occurred to her that it would be nice to take a momento of her brother along. Her eyes drifted over the cluttered work bench to the last citizen's bend radio her brother had been working on.
It didn't have a power supply. She had heard him say all it took was to hook the two leads up to a car battery, then talk into the mike. That was so easy, she figured she could do it. The entire rig was light; it didn't weigh more than three pounds. She figured it must be all solid state gadgets inside the small metallic grey case.
She carried the last thing Bill had worked on out of the shop, vowing to vanish. She couldn't stay around here. Not now.
She was on her own.