Chapter 3
"Wawwwwwhhh! Oh no, no, no! Take it out! Take it out!"
Annie was screaming, her back bowed out, her fists beating Bobby violently on the chest while she tried to squirm her ass away from his cock. The pain! Oh, God, it was worse, far worse than any of her friends had told her! Stars popped in front of her as she kept trying to pull away from the grunting fucking stud.
"Shut up, damn you!"
Bobby was worried his father might hear the frantic screams of his cousin. Moving one hand up, he clamped his palm over her lips, pressing down so hard the girl felt her lips peel up and cut against her teeth. It had been so good, so much fun the moment his fat prick-head had wormed its way into her cunthole! She shivered with delight when her pussylips peeled back, stretched thin to make room for his cock. Inch by thick, throbbing inch his prick had fucked in sending hot chilly flashes racing through her body.
But then came the moment of truth, the moment when his prickhead tried to smash through her cherry. The pain had been scalding, taking her breath away.
"TAKE IT OUT!" she screamed again, digging her fingernails into his chest.
"Damn it!"
Bobby was having a hard time shutting her up. She jerked her head to one side, sliding away from the offending hand and screaming out for help. He backhanded her, temporarily dazing the girl for a moment. At the same time, the young man pulled back, easing the pressure against her cherry for a second.
Had he given up? Was he going to pull out, leave her a virgin? Looking up through her long blonde lashes Annie could see that wasn't true. He was only relaxing for a moment. He'd be back doing it, trying to burst her cherry!
"Oh, please, please don't...it hurts so much . . .oh, you're going to kill me!"
"Ain't nobody died from fuckin' yet," Bobby said, shaking more sweat off his forehead.
Waiting a few moments longer, Bobby tensed his thighs, shoving down hard, putting more and more pressure on his fat cock. Annie could feel this, could feel his body shuddering with the effort of breaking her cherry. Again she screamed, arching her back, beating her fists on his chest while trying to pull her ass away from the pain. It was awful! She could hardly draw a breath through her flared nostrils! Her lungs burned, her chest tightened as if some animal were sitting on it, clawing at her lungs. She was beating his lower back with the balls of her feet, crying at her cousin to stop this madness before it was too late.
"No, no, take it out...ohhhhh God, don't do it, don't...do...do it!"
"Yeah, yeah, you want it out. You'd probably kill me for pullin' away right now," he laughed, drawing back a second time, then flexing his thighs and sending his prick fucking back into her pussy.
Annie thought the world had exploded around her. The pressure against her cherry was overwhelming. Gradually she felt the puckered flesh giving way, ripping from its holding and bowing in.
"NOOOOO!" she cried.
And then it happened! There was a tearing sensation, followed by a stabbing pain that took her breath away. It was as if she'd just fallen into the ocean and was drowning. Her arms stiffened, her legs going into spasms while her eyes fluttered spasmodically. Torn! Fucked! Her cherry was gone, ripped away by that huge cunt-splitter. Frantically the young blonde teen sucked in air to feed her plunging body, twisting from side to side as much as she could, her hipbones grinding against her cousin's. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Slowly the fight ebbed from Annie. She relaxed, sagging back onto the burlap, feeling completely defeated. And what a feeling she had now between her legs! It was so strange having her cousin's cock jammed all the way up to the hilt! She felt as if her body were coming apart. Thank God he'd stopped fucking her in and out. She needed some time, some time to get used to being filled like this, to having her itchy cunt walls spread so far apart by this big thing. Wriggling her ass a little, she could feel his hot balls rubbing against her ass-cheeks, the drag of his balls sending little shivers of delight racing up and down her spine.
"That's it, baby, that's it," Bobby said, listening to Annie sob quietly. "I didn't think there were any virgins left...'cept kids and that shit."
"You...you...bastard!"
She had never used that awful word.
"Who knows? I ain't checked my old man to see if he was my real father," Bobby quipped, moving his hips back and forth.
Annie shuddered, feeling his cock stirring gently inside her cunt like a giant spoon. She was breathing more easily now, the pain having subsided, turning into something far more pleasurable. Bobby recognized the change in her attitude and started pulling back, easing his weight off her once more.
Annie tensed, arching her back like a startled cat as his fat cockhead slipped past the spot where her cherry had been anchored. There was some pain, but not nearly the amount she had suffered. Her cousin was right. The pain was going away, replaced by an odd, pulsing itch that was growing more and more intense as the seconds ticked away.
When his fat prickhead rested at the mouth of her cunt, Annie found herself jerking her ass-cheeks up and down, silently begging Bobby to fuck his cock back into her. She had to have that feeling, that sensation of pressure against her cunt walls, that feeling of his balls dragging over her cunt lips. Chilly itches raced up and down her pussy, making her clit tingle more maddeningly than before. She thrashed wildly on the sacks, sending little puffs of dirt and hay in the air. Both of them were dirty now, covered with the stuff as they rolled in the darkened barn, fucking their teenaged brains out.
Tensing his thigh muscles once more, Bobby fucked his cock back into the moaning girl. Annie thought she was going to come unglued!
Her cunt muscles contracted, relaxed, then contracted again, forcing her pussy walls to milk her cousin's fucking cock. She felt Bobby shuddering against her, felt his chest heave mightily up and down while his legs pressed harder against her upturned ass-cheeks. He was high, as high as she was. Perhaps he had better control of his emotions at this point, but he was close to cumming. Cumming, orgasm! How she and her girlfriends used to laugh about that, wondering how they would sound when that moment came.
He was all the way in her clutching cunthole now, fucking the full eight inches of his prick into her pussy. Bobby left his cock in there for another moment, rocking his hips from side to side, stirring his prick around so she could feel his cock better. She loved that slipping sliding feeling, the sensation of his cock trenching out her cunthole, loved the sound, that sexy sound of his cock squishing through her pussy. It drove her wild. Annie found herself clawing her fingernails against Bobby's back, trying to draw him closer, deeper.
"OH, OH!" she moaned.
Annie rolled her head from side to side, stray strands of blonde hair clinging to her dampened cheeks and forehead. Her eyes were closed, her mouth partially opened, emitting soft groaning sounds. Her flesh glistened with perspiration while her cousin began fucking her once more. Up and down, up and down his hairy ass rose, his cock pushing aside her moist, dark-pink squiggly cunt tissues again and again.
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck it out. Man, you need this as much as me!"
It was true. There was no need to hide the facts from her cousin. He would see through any masquerade. She needed him, needed him badly.
His belly rested against hers, his hands kneading her tit flesh while his cock continued to fuck out her cunthole. Bobby was fucking her harder and faster. And as he kept fucking her, the scalding pleasure grew more and more intense, quickly becoming the greatest sensation the groaning teen had ever experienced in her young life. He was fucking her hard, his hips pounding hers like pile drivers while his balls swung forward and slapped wetly against her ass-cheeks. Instinctively the girl knew Bobby was reaching the end of the line, coming close to orgasm. He was breathing unevenly now, his face streaked with perspiration, his eyes half closed while his jaw was set firmly with determination. He was going to cum, going to shoot that white sticky stuff in her cunthole. Annie thought about that for a second and went wild, tossing her ass around in tight, frantic circles, not caring about the fact that only a few moments ago she was a reluctant virgin, screaming for help, trying to drive her cousin away from her pussy.
"Good, right? Good?"
"Oh, yes, yes, it's soooo good..."
Annie couldn't lie, had to admit the truth. She heard the thick, throaty sound of her voice and blushed once more.
"Yeah, told you, you'd dig it. You want me to pull it out, want me to stop?"
With that the young man started withdrawing his prick from her cunthole, holding the thrashing, kicking girl down by the shoulders.
"No, no, NOOOOO!"
"Yeah, fuckin' bitch. I knew you'd be beg-gin' for it."
Bobby was panting heavily now, his thighs working faster and faster. The two of them collided over and over. Soon the cries coming from Annie's mouth were those of greedy lust. She wanted his prick, wanted and needed his cock. How strange for her to be thinking in terms of need! She was only a teen. This was her very first time with a man...her own cousin. And yet she knew about needs, about what her body had to have. She shook her head violently, feeling her pussy become hotter and tighter, her slick cunt walls grasping at Bobby's fucking cock.
"OHHHHHHHH!" she cried.
The beating, the insults he had thrown at her were all forgotten. She wanted him to hurt her now, to make her submit to him. How like a whore she was acting, her feet banging against the big stud's ass-cheeks while her thighs spread farther apart for his prick. Closing her eyes again, Annie held onto him tightly, rubbing her belly against his, loving the sensation of fucking her cunt on his hard cock.
"Bitch!" he shouted, then fell on top of her, his body jerking and squirming violently. He was cumming, shooting his load into her cunt.
Annie could feel something very hot and wet and creamy spattering against her cunt walls. Cum, beautiful, awful cum spurting out of his piss-slit, filling her up. She opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, concentrating on this still-new sensation in her cunt. The thought of what was happening between her legs drove her wild, higher up the sexual plane.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Bobby shouted.
Bobby was still pumping his hips, fucking his cock into her. Annie could feel his balls slapping against her ass-cheeks, could feel his cock spurting out squirt after spurt of hot cum. Her back was raw from rubbing against the scratchy burlap, and yet she still wanted more of his fucking, more of his cum. Bright lights popped in front of her eyes once more as she held tightly onto his shoulders and scissored her legs tightly around her cousin.
As more and more bursts of cum burned like acid into her cunt walls Annie cried out like a mad woman, kicking her legs high, then flinging them once more around the big stud. She rubbed her ankles against her cousin's hairy flesh, loving that scratchy sensation. She was fucking him like a hot slut, not acting at all the way she imagined herself behaving during her first fuck. Those childhood fantasies were all wrong, something dreamed out of romantic magazines. Somehow Annie thought it was going to be all so dreamy...certainly not so athletic.
But the girl couldn't stop herself from moving, from thrashing around as if her body were being touched by live electric wires. She needed movement, had to feel touched, stimulated by the man on top of her!
Annie felt herself near that point of no return, that moment when she would reach the pinnacle of her sexual heights. Cumming, climax, orgasm! The words chased one another around and around in her head as Annie worked herself up to that point.
"OOOOOOOOOHHH!" she wailed.
Then the moment passed. The girl felt her cunt snap shut on Bobby's fucking prick. She heard her cousin say something about what a whore she was, about the kind of tricks she was using to turn him on. There were no tricks. She was doing nothing planned. This was her own body, her own instincts guiding her. Perhaps she was a natural whore, a natural slut. The thought made her shiver more than before. Crying out, she held tightly onto her cousin, feeling her body rocketing off the barn floor.
"OHHHHHH!" she cried.
Annie felt herself cumming and cumming again and again, her cunt walls slapping together. The jizz oozed freely from her slit, trickling down into her ass crack, mixing with the cunt-juice and perspiration that had already slicked down the tight crevice. The girl didn't know how long her orgasm had lasted. Minutes, hours, it didn't matter. She thrashed and kicked and bit and screamed, not caring if the whole world heard her climax.
Then finally it was over. She was lying quietly on the sack, her body drained of all energy. Bobby grunted his satisfaction, pulling his cock out with a pop and rolling heavily onto his back. He lay there, his eyes staring straight at the overhead beams while he smoothed his fingers over his chest.
Annie propped herself up on her elbows and looked down between her legs.
"Gosh, I'm a mess!" she whispered, feeling a little spacey still.
"There's some rags over there. Wipe if you wanna," Bobby said, motioning vaguely in the direction of several horse stalls.
Annie felt bitter, humiliated. She had always thought that a guy would take her in his arms, pet and soothe her after her first fuck. After all, it was traumatic having a cherry torn away, especially so violently. The least Bobby could do was kiss her, tell her everything was going to be okay.
"No, it's okay," she said haltingly.
Annie found her panties and pulled them on. They were still damp with her fuck juices and sweat, nearly as damp as her cunt-hairs were sticky with his cum. Stretching out the elastic leg bands and adjusting the wet nylon, the girl wished she would run somewhere, anywhere she could hide her shame, her humiliation, her degradation.
For a moment the girl felt as if her cousin were actually laughing at her. He was watching the girl now, lazily rubbing the backs of his bare legs against the wrinkled burlap, breathing regularly, easily. He didn't seem to have a care in the world. The way he looked at her-it didn't even seem as if moments ago he was thrashing around on top of her, filling her pussy with his jizz! She blushed furiously, turning away from his easy stare and looking around for her bra.
"Listen to me," he began, sitting up and rubbing his bare thighs with one hand. "You say one word about this and I'm gonna make sure you'll be sorry for it, understand?"
"I...I won't say a thing," Annie answered, finding her halter and holding it protectively over her tits. She guessed her cousin was quite capable of anything, even of injuring her permanently if she were to say something to her uncle. What kind of vacation was this turning into? Her mother had thought that a few weeks in the high country near L.A. would be good for her. But her mother could hardly have guessed it would turn into this kind of horror!
"Just make sure you don't."
To underscore his point the young man reached out and grabbed a fistful of her hair once more, shoving her face against his. Annie winced, crying out in pain, dropping her bra as she pitched forward and banged her forehead against Bobby's. She could feel his heavy breath against her cheeks. Was he getting excited again? The girl guessed that pushing her around turned him on. Perhaps he was going to fuck her again. .
"I swear I won't...I swear it...I won't say a word to anyone," she whispered in terror, her eyes rounded with fear.
"Good," Bobby said, breathing more normally and relaxing his grip on her hair. "Now just get dressed nice and easy and get back to the house."
Annie scooted away from her cousin, putting on her halter quickly, then sliding fast into her jeans and shirt. She saw Bobby eyeing her once or twice, shooting her warning glances that told her he meant business.
When she finished tucking her shirt back into her jeans, the girl scampered to her feet, moving quickly from the barn out into the cool night air. It was so good, so wonderfully good to get away from there.
Brushing the loose chaff from her shirt and jeans, Annie found herself running across the small compound, past the machinery sheds, past the humming milking building and generator to the rear of the house. Rushing into the kitchen, the girl heard the television droning on in the living room. It was her uncle. Perhaps she should break her vow and tell him everything, tell him what a monster his son was. Maybe he wouldn't believe her and would tell Bobby and that would mean he'd hurt her again and...
Covering her mouth with both hands, the girl tiptoed up the stairs, ran into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. Still feeling the slick rub of her cum-smeared cunt lips against one another, Annie flung herself onto the bed and cried herself to sleep.