Chapter 14

Sally let Tony push her back into the pile of clean, yellow straw. And then she didn't protest when he pulled her panties down her legs and left her pussy bare.

The three boys, her cousins, watched tensely but silently as Tony began the preliminaries to screwing his sister. The thing they all had in common was a bulge in the front of their blue jeans and hot, shiny eyes. Sally Jean realized they had never watched anyone screw before. Well, they were even. It was the first time she'd been watched.

As Tony tucked her skirt up around her waist, the prickly straw pressed into Sally Jean's waist flesh. It was itchy where it jabbed into her. Particularly around her buttocks and pussy where her thighs were particularly sensitive. She squirmed and felt the pricks of the stiff straws biting her. Strangely, the feeling turned her on.

Tony opened her blouse and Sally arched her back to help him. The cool air blowing through the loft cooled them. But not enough to reduce the swelling of her tits. They were fat and succulent even without Tony's help. Her nipples were swollen like figs and the boy lowered his head and began noisily to suck one.

Sally's breast responded by hardening. Her nipple was stiff in his mouth and dueled with his tongue and then he switched breasts and nipples and the battle started all over again. Sally was panting. She felt like she was being sucked right out through her nipple into her brother's mouth. She was being turned inside out and filled with a warm, smooth feeling. And then his mouth left her tits and she was sinking back into the straw, the individual pieces prickling her naked back. Her cousins moved closer for a better look.

Tony raised his head and began to strip his clothes off until he was naked.

Sally Jean figured she might as well help. Squirming in the straw, she unfastened her skirt and drew it off and threw it aside. When her butt settled back into the straw, it was like a thousand ants were crawling over her crotch. She didn't mind, though. It was a feeling that was superheating her crotch. Turning her sex center into an inferno.

And then Tony was kneeling over her, his magnificent penis waving in the air where she could reach up and begin stroking it with wordless admiration.

Tony stroked her breasts. They didn't have to say anything. Sally Jean could see the hard bulges in the front of her cousins' Levi's and she determined to give them something to remember.

Gently she rose up and kissed the end of Tony's cock without being asked. And then she was swallowing his penis into her mouth, her hot lips circling it and drawing it in.

At the same time, she put a hand on one of her breasts and cupped it, showing the stiff nipple between her fingers. Then she was manipulating that, too. She squeezed and mauled it and felt the pleasure starting in her breasts and spreading to her mouth and pussy. She squirmed her behind in the straw and enjoyed the feel of Tony's cock fucking her mouth. It was like it was plunging in a second vagina and she even regretted it when her brother pulled his saliva wet pecker out of her mouth and he sat back and smiled at her.

Sally Jean smiled at him and lay down on the straw and spread her legs, showing the hair covered slot of her pussy. Then, when Tony positioned himself over her, she guided his cock, still wet from her mouth, down to the groove in her crotch.

He didn't hit her hole straight at first and Sally had to repoint it with her fist and then Tony leaned forward and it slid in her sex pocket to the balls like it was greased. He smiled as Sally moaned and squirmed while her pussy grew accustomed to being spread wide open. And then, after a few heated moments, Tony began to fuck her in earnest, stroke after hard stroke. He was really ringing her bells for her.

Sally forgot about everything except the thrust, thrust, thrust of his penis in her pussy and the long, sensational withdrawals. From the corner of her eye, she noticed that Billy, the youngest of her cousins, had his penis out and was stroking it desperately in cadence to the easy rhythm she had with her brother.

"Harder," she breathed in Tony's ear. She stuck her tongue in his ear and wiggled it around and Tony drove his hips down with violent force filling her with his stiff meat.

She raised her hips to meet his thrusts. She was the anvil for his hammer. She was being beaten out and the harder Tony tore into her hole the more Sally Jean licked it.

Forgotten were the other boys. She arched her back, opening her hole to his thrusts. "More," she moaned, "fuck me more, Tony. Harder. FASTER."

Her voice raised to a screech as she drove her hole down on his nail. She was loving it and he pounded his hips into her bottom. She raised her legs and wrapped them around her brother's waist and rode him as hard as she could, rejoicing in the wet feel of his cock sliding up her channel and plunging against her womb.

Suddenly he was pounding her apart and Sally knew she was about to come.

"Aiiissseeee," she screamed, announcing that it was happening.

Her asshole clenched and unclenched in sympathy to the pounding of his peter into her defenseless cunt. He was jazzing her furiously and Billy was pounding his fist up and down on his cock in time to their movements.

Sally Jean fixed her eyes on Billy's penis and the way his hand gripped the soft skin around it and pumped it up and down. She visualized Tony's cock in her doing the same thing and it was too much for her. Her butt heaved high into the air and ground against Tony's body and milked his cock into her ravenous cunt.

Tony cried out hoarsely and began to squirt with fire hose force inside her twat.

At the same time, Billy's fist tightened around his own penis and the head turned purple and swelled and he seemed to be holding his breath as he held his pecker.

And then he let go and his cum was shooting in spurts at the roof.

Even as her vagina writhed around the hot flow of Tony's jism in her cunt, Sally stared at her cousin's copious outflow and imagined her lips on his penis sipping down his hard flowing load and it made her feel warm and contented.

She jerked and twitched until she felt Tony's peter soften and start to pull out of her cunt and then she clamped down with her battered cunt muscles and tried to strip it dry.

"Well," Tony said proudly when he was out. "That's the way to do it."

"Hey, that was great," the boy whose name Sally didn't know said. He leaned over and looked into her red-tinted cunt and looked respectfully at the white cum seeping out from between her tight, soft pussy lips. "Can I be next?"

Sally stared up at him and was seized with a sudden dreadful thought. What had Tony promised his cousins they were going to do in the hayloft? She didn't have to wait long to find out. It wasn't being kept as a deep, dark secret from anyone.

"Sure, Frank," Tony said generously. "Go ahead and be my guest."

Before Frank stripped off his clothes and got between her legs, Sally thought sarcastically about Tony saying, be my guest. MY GUEST! She was enraged beyond belief. It was her cunt Frank was going to crawl on and Tony was inviting them to use her like his personal car. She was going to get even. Whatever it took, Sally knew that.

By that time, Frank was in position. That's when the idea seized her.

"Before you do that, you've got to eat me out," Sally said sweetly.

"What?" Frank shook his head and stared at her as if he didn't comprehend what she was saying. And that couldn't have been the case, because Sally was sure she had said it very clearly to the boy.

"You have to suck my snatch, first," Sally said, repeating herself for his benefit.

Frank looked stunned. He was a solidly built fifteen-year-old and with his shirt and pants off he looked like a model out of one of the muscle magazines that Sally liked.

"What do you mean?" He asked at last. He stared in fascination between Sally Jean's spread legs. He licked his lips as he stared at her oozy cunt.

"I mean," Sally patiently explained again, "that you've got to go down on me first."

"I don't know," Frank said. He looked uncertainly at her pussy for a long time.

"Go on, Frank," Wilbur said quietly. "It's only fair. You want to dip your wick in her pussy so you might as well clean it out first." There was the flat tone of an indisputable statement in Wilbur's voice and it was obvious hat neither Frank nor Billy were in the habit f disagreeing seriously with what Wilbur had ) say.

"All right, Wilbur. If you say so," Frank lid. He gulped and got ready for his first fluff dive. He didn't look happy about it. He couldn't forget that the cream he was going to be lapping belonged to Tony. He licked his lips again and he was ready.

Sally was ready, too. She was willing to let him fuck her. But this was going to work out better than it had looked at first. Smiling, she lifted her hips and used her fingertips to spread her pussy lips. Even that felt good at that particular moment.

Frank gulped and closed his eyes and dived for her fragrant snatch.

His lips skidded down the inside of her thigh. And then his hands were on her legs and his mouth slipped to the apex of her thighs and Frank didn't have any more excuses. His tongue flicked out and Sally Jean sighed as she felt it driving deep into her hot gash. Tony hadn't meant to do her any special favors, but feeling Frank's tongue stroking in and out of her semen filled hole was a super one to Sally.

"Oooooooooo, don't stop, Frank," Sally Jean wailed. "Keep your tongue working. Swirl it around in there, baby. That's the way. TONGUE FUCK MEEEEEEE."