Chapter 19
When she opened her eyes, Sally Jean almost smiled. She was laying on the meadow grass and Wilbur was holding onto one of Tony's ears with one hand and threatening him with the other. Tony never took his eyes off Wilbur's hand in front of his nose or missed a word of what his muscular cousin was saying.
"You stupid prick. Fucking your sister in the asshole for the first time and using spit ... Spit! My God, I've got a mind to do it to you. Maybe that'll teach you something you can remember." Tony didn't answer. One hand instinctively went back and covered his asshole. The rest of him turned a sickly gray, like something that died.
Sally Jean's eyes dropped and she realized that her brother had his trunks pulled back up where they belonged. Only he didn't have a hard-on this time. Instead, a steady stream of yellow piss was dribbling through the black material and splashing between his legs on the ground. He didn't seem to be paying any attention to it, though.
"Oooh," Sally Jean said. She tried to sit up and was dizzy so she decided to let well enough alone and stay where she was. She couldn't fall far from flat on her back.
"Are you all right," Wilbur asked. He had let go of Tony and knelt quickly by her side and was staring into her eyes. Sally Jean almost melted from the look Wilbur was giving her.
"Can we loosen anything?" Billy asked innocently. "It's supposed to be good for people who faint to loosen their clothes."
Frank laughed. "She hardly has anything to loosen, Billy. I think you just like to take your cousin's clothes off of her...."
He was right, Sally thought. All she was wearing was her bikini bathing suit. Still, Wilbur was leaning over her and looking intently at her with worry in his eyes.
"Yes," she said faintly. "Take off my bathing suit."
Billy didn't have to be asked twice. Or Frank, for that matter. In a moment she was being gently handled by three pair of soft, loving hands and she was stripped naked.
"Fuck me," Sally Jean whispered to them. As she lay there she imagined herself soaring into space on the super orgasm she was going to have. "I want you. All three of you. Just don't let Tony hurt me anymore. Keep him away from me, please."
The three boys looked at Tony as one. Their city cousin looked sick and hesitantly moved away until he was a safe distance from them and then he sat down on the grass and watched sullenly as he realized that he wasn't going to get anymore pussy while he was at the farm. Oh, even for longer if his sister stayed mad at him.
Sally lay back on the grass and spread her legs and let Billy on her first. He was the smallest and his cute little pecker sneaked into her cunt hole and twisted around and made her pussy start feeling good immediately.
"That's the way, Billy," she said encouragingly. "Ride it all the way in. That's the way to do it. Slide it down my cunt and pound it home. Twist it around and make it wiggle in me. Fuck me just like that, baby, and you'll be the best fucker around here."
Billy caught the knack the way Sally wanted him to and drove his pecker in her slot and then in and out and in and out learning all the little tricks that made fucking better.
"I'm coming," the boy shouted as he strained to drive his penis into Sally's quivering slot. It went in like an arrow into a target and his balls bounced against her buttocks and they both writhed joyfully together in the throes of a mutual orgasm.
Then it was Frank's turn and Sally got on top of him and ground her cunt down on his rigid pecker as it strained up into the air. She turned and twisted her body and clasped his penis with her cunt lips like she had teeth in them.
Frank groaned and twisted under her. "That's the way, Sally Jean," he cried out encouragingly. His hips flopped up and down and he ramrodded his cock up and down Sally's lubricated pussy, spearing deep into her on each upward thrust.
Frank's penis pounded into Sally Jean's cunt with express train speed and force. His cock jolted her so hard even her back teeth felt it as she whirled on a dizzy round of sexual stimulation. Her cunt was a bottomless pit being filled with joy.
Frank couldn't withstand her clasping cunt for long and it was only moments before he, too, was pouring his load into Sally Jean's squishy pussy hole.
And then it was Wilbur's turn.
Sally Jean got down on her hands and knees and turned her naked butt toward her teenaged cousin and said, "Fuck me so I feel it, Wilbur. Take the pain away."
Wilbur's cock was already hard and long and ready. He sank to his knees behind Sally Jean and shoved his cock into her buttery slot. And his was best of all. It was biggest and hardest and Sally loved the way he worked it into her hole and then drove it like a stake clear into her twat. She felt Billy and Frank's cum gush out around the edges of her hot box lips as Wilbur pistoned his meat into her tight hole.
She dropped her head on her arms and looked back between her breasts.
To Sally Jean, her thighs made a perfect V inverted. And Wilbur's thick cock plugged into the juncture just like it belonged there. She was tired and didn't feel like exerting herself and this was a restful way of watching as her favorite cousin completed the fucking that was turning her inside out.
Rhythmically Wilbur thrust his penis into his cousin's tight hole. He felt it squish around in the thick coating of juice his two brothers had left there, but that in no way diminished the feelings of satisfaction that he was getting from Sally's twat.
In and out, in and out. His thick sex pole started to feel more alert. More receptive to the feelings of sexual pleasure that were stealing out to overwhelm him.
Faster and faster Wilbur sank his penis in his cousin's cunt. His balls drove wildly past the stopping point and battered her clitoris with feather light touches.
Wilbur was engrossed in servicing Sally Jean. He wanted nothing more than to slide his pecker in and out of her cunt full force fore ever. His arms stretched down around her body as Tony's had on the horse and wrapped gently around her lust swollen tits.
Sally Jean bent her head and kissed his fingers as his farm trained hands began to firmly but gently milk and stroke her fat nipples. Sexual excitement lanced through her with the affirmation that she was right, that Wilbur was the best of all of them.
Harder and harder he pounded into her upturned rear. Sally Jean felt like a receptacle placed there exclusively to catch his fierce sexual thrusts. She whimpered with pleasure and cried encouragingly to him as he pounded his penis into her pussy.
It felt good. Better. Best. It was fantastic the way he played her like an instrument.
Each movement of Wilbur's body plucked another string on Sally Jean's body. She throbbed to the sexual swelling that was running through her.
"NOW," Wilbur shouted and he plunged his sizzling hot cock into her.
Sally Jean tried to tell him not to pull out. But she couldn't say it fast enough and even as her orgasm convulsed her cunt with pleasure, Wilbur had his penis out of her and was spewing his seed in a great rain of white spurts over the green meadow grass.
"No," Sally Jean moaned softly. She turned around and grabbed his soft, warm cock while it was still spurting and clamped her hot mouth over the end and drew his semen up into her lips where she could roll it with her tongue and swallow it as fast as it came.
It was second best. Sally Jean would have preferred to have felt his hot seed splattering briskly against the inside of her pulsating vagina.
Wilbur tried to stop her, and then he sighed and laid back and enjoyed her heated lips while Tony sat on his grassy hillock a few yards away, watching and glowering.
For a long time, they rested up and then finally, when darkness was threatening, Billy said, "If we don't get along home soon, Ma's going to be mad 'cause dinner is cold."
It was the kind of a statement that got to the point in a hurry and none of the other boys denied that Aunt Martha got a little bent when they weren't home for dinner on time.
Sally Jean got up and groaned. Her pussy ached and her asshole still hurt. But despite that, her clitoris seemed determined to start another orgasm in her crotch, quivering excitedly even against the soft material of her swim suit panties.
Wilbur smiled and helped Sally Jean up on his horse and she leaned back against his chest secure in the knowledge that her cousin would never take advantage of a girl the way her brother had done to her. Even though he might be thinking that way.
And there was no doubt what Wilbur was thinking about. Sally Jean could clearly feel his young penis spearing up the boy's front against her back. She didn't object, she liked the feel of it. In fact, she still remembered how fantastic Tony's cock had finally felt in her asshole and she casually wondered about Wilbur's. He was so much bigger and stronger he'd likely tear her in half ... and yet she couldn't shake the thought if Tony was that good Wilbur would have to be a dozen times better.
Sitting on the horse, Sally Jean got all squirmy suddenly as she thought of the pain of getting Wilbur's huge, over-sized cock up her behind. It would be a terrible pain. Maybe it would never feel better. Maybe he was just too big to do it.
The considerations darted through Sally Jean's head and filled her mind with uncertainties. Every uncertainty possible except the fact that she was going to do it.