Chapter 12
After they rolled apart, Tony told her to get off the bed.
"Screw you," Sally said, still trying to maintain her grip over her brother. She had the desperate feeling it was slipping. But she had to try anyway.
"Don't give me a lot of lip," Tony said. "You want to get the folks in here?"
"Well ... no." Sally shook her head and wondered if her brother was just bluffing or if he would take a chance wrestling with her of waking their parents up.
She decided it wasn't worth the risk to find out and slowly got off the bed.
Tony stood beside her and caressed her naked flank with his hand. At least that had its usual effect and started those strange stirrings between Sally Jean's thighs again.
"Bend over the chair," he ordered her. He pinched her almost plump bottom.
Indignantly Sally jerked away. She didn't like what was happening-her brother starting to act like king of the hill. She should be telling him what was what.
Roughly, Tony grabbed her head by the hair and dragged her over to the crushed velvet barrel chair that sat in front of her vanity. He pushed her against it and started to bend her body over it by sheer, brute force.
"All right, damnit," Sally Jean said. She had tried to fight him, but her little brother was getting too strong and heavy for her and she finally had to give in.
Following his directions, Sally Jean leaned over the back of the yellow chair and supported herself by putting her hands on the sloping arms.
Critically, Tony watched her place herself. "Spread your feet more," he said.
It was embarrassing to Sally to have to do what he said. Her rear was already exposed to every errant breeze that blew through the bedroom. She shivered as she spread her feet wider apart and felt her pussy lips stretching open.
"That's good." Tony stood back and examined her position.
Sally felt ridiculous. Her tits hung straight down and that gave them a swollen, jiggly feel whenever she made the slightest move. Her hair fell down around her face like blinkers and she couldn't see to the side or what Tony was up to. Her rear was higher in the air than the rest of her and she was painfully aware of the way her position exposed her sexually to her brother's probing eyes and grasping fingers.
"Ooooo." Sally Jean squirmed as Tony put a hand on her upraised box and slowly inserted a finger. It felt good, but lewd at the same time. She couldn't help wiggling her butt and aiding his finger to slide up her greased hole.
"That's the way, baby." Tony was ecstatic. He slipped another finger in her vagina and stretched her beautifully open a little further. Sally was loving every minute of it.
"Don't do that, Tony," she said sharply. But she didn't try to get away. Her legs were trembling and she was waiting to see what else her brother would do to her cunt that would make her feel even better. But she felt that she had to rebel before she thought she was just a toy for his convenience. But his finger did feel wonderful in her snatch.
"Don't do what, baby?" Tony pressed up against her and frigged his finger in and out. His penis was long and hard and hot and wet. And it pressed up against Sally Jean's thigh as he leaned against her-only inches away from the gaping opening of her cunt.
Sally Jean ducked her head and looked back between her thighs and gasped.
What she saw were his two fingers, glistening with her pussy juice, rotating around and around in her excited flesh hole. He plunged them in and out of her snatch in a slow rhythm that set her teeth on edge and made her push back harder with her butt.
"Faster, Tony," she ordered. She shoved against his fingers with her twat.
His body pressed against hers and she saw his cock laying against the inside of her thigh, pushing against the bottom of her gently rounded lower belly.
Suddenly Sally was excited. She could see everything from this angle. Everything. "Stick your cock in me, Tony," she said breathlessly. "Do it now, baby. I want to watch."
"Okay, but I want you to lick it first." Tony left off finger fucking her and walked around to the front of the chair. He offered her his cock like an all-day sucker.
"All right, all right," Sally said excitedly. She felt so empty she'd have done anything to get her brother's cock in her cunt at the moment. Damn, she thought to herself, when will he ever get tired of having his stick licked? I just sucked him off and he wants it again. Sally Jean shook her head as she considered the insatiability of boys-her brother in particular. But she did it. She stuck out her tongue and gave him a quick wash job. Only her heart wasn't in it. At the moment it was between her legs where she desperately wanted her brother's penis. Where she was going to get his cock or else.
Tony didn't seem to mind her reluctance, though. The soft touch of her lips revitalized his penis. It stiffened and jabbed demandingly between Sally's lips and into her hot mouth. She couldn't help letting it in and then sucking gently on it. Even if she was reluctant, she had to admit that the taste was good-she liked that part of giving her brother a head job.
It helped, too, when he slid his hand under her body and began to fondle her tits. They were electric from hanging down from her chest. Her nipples and the surrounding red was goose bumped, rough. She was twice as sensitive as she normally would be.
"Mmmmmphhh," she moaned around her mouthful of cock. She swirled her tongue over the rounded end of his penis and tried to draw his cock juice out the little hole.
Tony began humping his hips and banging his balls against her lips. He was in a state of high excitement and his hands cupped themselves around Sally's head.
Suddenly he stopped and quivered. His trembling cock in Sally's mouth was losing drops of his precious fluid and he fought to hold back the surge that would surely drain him.
He sighed and Sally gingerly eased her lips from around his swollen staff.
"Quick," she begged. "Stick it up my cunt, Tony. Please. Please."
He looked at her as if surprised that she would plead with him to get fucked. But he was pleased, too. His eyes sparkled. He was making his sister grovel to get what he wanted to give her, and it was a wonderful feeling of power.
For the longest time, Tony stood behind Sally Jean, his hands hot on her uptilted buttocks. She felt him there and quivered with suppressed excitement. Electric thrills ran through her and she lowered her head and looked back past her hanging breasts at her spread thighs. Even the soft flesh between her thighs was quivering as she saw what she was looking for: Tony's large, rotund, moist penis moving nearer and nearer toward her sex slot.
Her cunt was swollen. The lips were distended and stood out clearly from her crotch as if begging for Tony's pecker. Her clitoris, normally a small, neutral bulge at the head of her slit, was a swollen, fiery red nubbin- demanding special attention.
And then, even as Sally watched, Tony was rubbing the swollen glans of his penis against that very slit. It slid easily, lubricated by his own sex juice leaking from the end.
Sally Jean started when she realized she was leaking too. A dribble of clear fluid had edged from her closed pussy lips and was streaking its way down the inside of her thigh. It was a ticklish feeling, itchy and uncertain.
"Hurry, Tony," she murmured. He was driving her crazy, he was taking so long.
Tony slowly worked his cock between her spread thighs. He centered the swollen head between his sister's swollen, distended cunt lips and almost sighed with pleasure as he felt the hot lips slide greasily around his prick head. It felt terrific.
"Aaaaahhhh," Sally Jean said softly. She felt wonderfully squishy as his cock penetrated up into her aching vagina. Her eyes were entranced by the slippery look of Tony's penis grooving up into her hole. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.
It looked to Sally Jean as if Tony was punching a hole in her. His cock had started out pressing against a small indentation, but as he pushed, more and more of his penis slipped up inside her, widening the hole to take his whole, enormous width.
At the same time she had FELT it. His cock pushing up into her cunt hadn't felt as big as it looked, but it had still felt tremendous. Her pussy lips tingled with the sensation of his penis filling her, splitting her, tearing her open.
And then, as she watched his limber cock jabbing in and out in swift, savage pistoning motions, she really was turned on. Her insides were one scalding flame of feeling. His cock running into her filled her with fire and pleasure. His pelvis slapping hard against her buttocks sent thrills shooting through her body His balls swinging wildly at the end of his stroke to strike her extended clitoris were peons of joy.
"More," she moaned throatily. "More, more, more, more...."
Tony heard her and redoubled his efforts. He thrust into her harder and harder each time, using his cock like a spear intended to wound her, to subdue her.
But each time he drove it to the sheath in his sister's aching twat, she was able to unsheath it and twist it in her cunt with an expert motion of her hips.
"Faster," she grunted between clenched teeth. "Fuck me faster."
Tony was trying. He held on to his sister's gyrating ass and drove his cock in as fast as he could. But it felt like she was skinning him with her cunt, stripping his cock bare. Harder. Harder he drove his purplish knob into her crack. HARDER.
He was coming. He didn't want to. His pecker was swelling, filling with the strange heat of his semen rising through his constricted penis tube.
Sally seemed to sense his moment. She heaved her ass backwards, impaling her cunt on his oscillating penis again and again. She was so close to orgasm she didn't want him to stop. Not yet.
"Aaaaghhh," Tony groaned. He couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed his sister's sweet, rounded ass with his fingers and squeezed. He dug into her buttocks and yanked her back onto his prick so he could feed it into her, so he could pump his hot, white juice up her straining cunt while he yelled with fierce joy.
The pain from his gripping fingertips lanced through Sally Jean's body. She quivered in the throes of orgasm and strained back, settling her cunt over the very roots of his penis and trying to swallow his balls as well.
It wasn't pain anymore. It was like electricity shooting through her body, igniting the explosive power of her hoarded sex.
"Fuck," Sally cried in a long, drawn-out wail. "Fuuuuuuccccckkkkk."
And then she was collapsing, her insides a molten mass of feeling and tingling and eruptions that seemed to tear her apart into a million fragments....