"That's a good girl," he said, getting up from her bed. "You just rest a while." He gently patted her naked ass.
She cringed away from the touch as if he'd used a branding iron on her. He only laughed as if she were the silliest person in the world. But she didn't feel silly, she felt a degraded duty.
She hated herself and she hated her father even more for doing this to her. Vicki thought she might have been able to fight harder, even with her hands bound as they were. But she hadn't. She had let her daddy do what he'd been doing to her for almost a year.
He had fucked her, his very own flesh and blood, and he had fucked her. The incest trip had long since lost any real thrill for the girl. She knew it wasn't right. But, at first, she had gotten off on it in a big way. Having her daddy fucking her made things right.
Vicki had taken better care of the man than her mother ever had. But when her mother had come in and found Vicki and her daddy fucking, that had been the last straw.
Vicki hadn't seen the woman since that day. And she didn't much care. She hated her. The woman deserved whatever fate she received. But Vicki was slowly learning what her mother had learned over a span of two decades.
The man she had thought was so wonderful was a great big prick. She was coming to hate her father's incestuous ways more than she ever had her mother. And there wasn't much she could do about it.
She was a minor. What rights had a eighteen year old? And she didn't have much money. A few bucks she had managed to save, but it was hardly enough to get her out of the house.
She had no one she could count on. No one. Not even her brother.
If anything, Jack was worse than her father. She had gone to him for advice. All he'd given her was cock. He had enjoyed fucking her as much as their father had. When the two of them got going, she was only a toy to be played with.
She shivered, thinking back when Jack had fucked her up the ass while her father had eaten out her pussy. At the same time.
The two were depraved and she wanted nothing more to do with them. She wanted a normal, happy family life. But she was realistic. She knew it was an impossibility. Her family life was so fucked up; there was no way of recovering even a tiny portion of what it had been.
"I'll be back later, Vicki," said her father. "When I get a little lead back in the old pencil." He laughed and wagged his limp prick at her as if she didn't know what he meant.
The words wouldn't come to her lips to tell him what she felt, what she thought of him. She was too humiliated by the whole scene. The girl wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, to try to forget this whole sordid scene she and her father had just enacted.
The girl was just drifting off into a dazed sleep when she heard the hinges of her bedroom door squeak slightly. She opened her brown, limpid eyes and stared into the dimly lighted corner of the mom.
All she could see was a dark, shadowy mass and in the dead center of it was an erect cock, gleaming with an intense glow. The red shaft seemed to rivet her attention fully.
Nothing else mattered except that prick.
The ugly red shaft was beginning to dance obscenely. It was as if it floated all by itself in midair. She knew that wasn't possible. Squinting a little, she tried to pierce the shadows.
When her brother Jack took a step forward, she knew what was in store for her. Turning on the bed, she grabbed a glass filled with ice water and heaved it at him, screaming, "Get out! I don't want to fuck you tonight! I don't want to fuck you ever again!"
The cold water splashed all over the teenager's groin. His cock gave one quick, convulsive shiver and then died before the girl's eyes.
The words snapped at her were angry. "Goddamn! I didn't expect you to do that! You killed it! You killed my boner!"
She buried her face into the pillow and cried some more. The pillowcase was already damp from her tears but it didn't matter to the girl any more. Nothing mattered.
She felt her brother's harsh hands pull her around. He was glaring down at her and it wasn't the least bit pleasant.
"Damn you, you can suck me hard again!"
He grabbed a handful of her lustrous brown hair and pulled her head down to his crotch. The limp, icy wet cock was twitching feebly, as if trying to lift itself.
"Go on, damn your eyes, and suck on my cock!"
She couldn't force him to leave her alone. The way her hands were still tied prevented it. She was bound with tatters of her very own nightie. It didn't seem fair. Nothing seemed fair to her right now.
But the fingers hanging on to her hair made her lips press against the limp flesh of her brother's cock. She opened her mouth to protest this behavior on his part and found herself with a mouth full of prick. One quick motion on his part had shoved the hose-like cock into her mouth for her to suck and lick – as he had ordered.
She didn't want to do it. But she had no other choice. He wasn't going to release her until she had done exactly as he had commanded. And it wasn't really all that bad, she had to admit. She liked sucking cock. She just didn't want to suck her brother's.
Not now. Not ever again.
But she had in the past. As it was with her daddy, it was similar with her brother.
Vicki had to be honest with herself. She had brought on her brother's attentions all by herself. She had, begged him to show her all the right things to do when fucking. She had wanted to please her daddy then. And her brother had been the best teacher in the world.
He hadn't laughed when she made silly mistakes. And she had learned fast when he showed her all the right moves. He had fucked he when she begged him to.
And now it had become a habit. Just like having the nightly visits from her father had turned into a deadly dull routine.
"Suck harder, dammit!" he flared.
She sucked harder to please him. The clutching fingers at the back of her head pulled mercilessly at her hair. She wanted him to stop. She'd suck on his cock for him. She'd give him one hell of a blow job if he would only leave her be.
But it wasn't going to be that way. The lovemaking with her brother had grown increasingly more brutal over the past year. If she disliked what her father did to her, she hated her brother's rough, crude fucking. And he was even more demanding. He could fuck with the best of them, but he wanted all the little extras.
It wasn't enough for her to put out for him. He wanted to fuck her up the cunt, then have her suck him hard again so they could fuck once more. She had admired his stamina at the start. Now it was a real drag. She simply wanted to rest sometimes.
Her brother was insatiable. He wanted to fuck all the time. She wryly thought, like father like son. They were two of a kind. They were blessed with perpetual hardons and she was the only one around to do anything about that.
It should have been heaven for a young girl. It was turning into a hell because she no longer got the thrill out of incest that they still did. She knew there had to be something more to fucking, and she wanted to find out what it was.
There was no way either her brother or father would release her long enough to find out for herself. They had a good thing going and they knew it. And they were scared shitless that she might decide she had it better somewhere else.
That would leave them out in the cold. And no matter what happened, neither of them wanted anything like that to occur. They would hang on to the auburn haired eighteen year old with every trick they could think up. And if trickery wouldn't work, Vicki knew they weren't above locking her in her room.
She shuddered at the thought of never seeing anyone but, the two of them again for the rest of her life. And then only when they got so horny they couldn't stand it any more.
She sucked.
It was almost a reaction to the horrible thoughts going through her head. A prisoner. A sex slave of her father and brother. And it was going to happen if she didn't do something and soon.
Her tongue looped around the limp length of her brother's cock. The damp prick stinged a bit. Then she closed her lips around the slender tube of his man meat and sucked harder. This brought out a tiny twitch that promised to grow.
She licked across the underside of her brother's cock until the head was throbbing with life. She could feel his distant heartbeat through the cock. It was steady, even and powerful. Soon, if she were lucky enough to really get him aroused, it would be fast, hurried and ready to burst with its overwhelming desire.
The cock was swelling even as she used her tongue across the flaccid tip. The broad head of his glands was beginning to spread. The cock was stiffening again after the sudden shock of the ice water had deflated it. And the entire organ was soon pulsing with life, stiff in the girl's eagerly sucking mouth.
She followed the prick on its way up to full erection. When her brother had his hardon back, she was finding it more and more difficult to keep her mouth clamped firmly or the very tip. She was in an awkward position on the bed, with her hands bound as they were.
"You suck cock real good," he told her.
Once, these words would have warmed her, made her cunt flow in anticipation of something even better to occur. But now, she didn't know exactly what it was she felt. It wasn't fear, but it certainly wasn't the unbridled lust she had once experienced.
He took a step and she almost fell off the bed onto her face. He hadn't given her the slightest warning he was going to move away from her. She struggled to look up into her brother's evil, leering face.
For a frantic moment, she thought her father had returned. This was exactly the look that had danced across his lips when he was getting down to really fucking her. But it was only a younger edition of her father.
"Ah, Vicki, my sweet eighteen year old sister, you've learned so much in so short a time. Now I think I shall introduce to you the lesson in butt fucking!"
Her cunt was sore from the fucking received from her daddy. That would go away soon. She knew it. She was always a bit stiff after his huge prick had reamed her out good. But when her brother fucked her up the ass, it hurt for a week!
She was too small up the ass to take his huge cock and not hurt bad for a long time.
It was good while he was doing it, but afterwards! And in the sad state of mind she was in, this would be the same thing as killing her by slow stages. If Jack wanted to torture her, he couldn't have picked a better way of doing it.
Her father had fucked her cunt and made it ache and hum with inner need once more. Now her brother wanted to fuck her up the ass. That would make her insides ache and hurt like hell for even longer, it was close to a living death.
"No, Jack, not there. J-just fuck me up the pussy. My pussy needs it so much!"
"Shit, no!" he said. "I'm not getting sloppy seconds after my old man. I want something new and different."
She rubbed her tied wrists together, trying to work them free. She wanted out of here. The words just uttered by her brother told the teenager that he had been spying while her daddy had fucked her. Jack had been watching every second of it! And he hadn't even tried to help!
Vicki imagined him getting a real charge out of seeing her helpless, at the older man's mercy. And she could also see him really getting off on her helplessness under his prick. He would fuck her and make her dance and shiver and then laugh at her inability to escape him.
He was as much of a monster as her daddy!
"Go to hell!"
"You can think of something more original than that, surely. Hell, you already told our old man that."
"You cocksucker! I hate you, you mother fucker!"
Jack laughed harshly at the last insult. "You ought to know about me being a motherfucker. You were watching when I did that. And Mother dear never came back. Isn't that a pity? Now all I have left is you, sweet cunt, you. And I'm not going to be denied!"
He moved forward, mean looking. The menace in his voice told the young girl she wasn't going to escape anything he had in mind for her. When he grabbed her and tightened the bonds on her wrists, she yelped in pain. They had been tightly fixed before. Now they were cutting the circulation off to her hands.
The thin nylon strips holding her wrists together so securely were even cutting into her tender flesh. And Jack seemed to enjoy her pain. That was all he had ever cared about, Vicki suddenly knew. He enjoyed seeing her in agony. No matter how much he pulled that big brother routine with her, he had been waiting for some discomfort. Then he came swooping in like a vulture.
"Yeah, it seems like a real good idea for me to fuck you up the ass. I always get off on that, don't you?"
She couldn't answer him. He had pulled firmly on her wrists and pressed her flat into the bed. When he twisted her around so that he could fasten her hands to the headboard, she found her legs falling off the side of the bed.
For her brother, this was perfect. Her snowy white ass was presented in the most seductive manner possible for him to fuck it. She was trapped again and at his mercy.
And he had no mercy at all. Not for his kid sister.
She groaned when she felt his fingers, stroking along the smooth curves of her asscheeks. When his fingers dipped down into the humid canyon between them, she had to let out a heartfelt groan. She knew what was coming. She didn't want it to occur, but there was no way she could stop him.
His cock would soon be fucking her asshole with all the power locked up in his trim, athletic body. She would burn. Her asshole would be on fire from the fucking. And she would have to try to enjoy every second of it. Otherwise, she would surely go crazy.
"So fucking nice. So nice for fucking," he said. "I love the way your ass is so nice and round. Firm, though. Damned firm. You've got a hell of an ass, sis."
"Thanks," she said dryly. Wondering if she could maybe talk him out of doing this thing to her, she said, her voice trembling only a tiny bit, "I really want you, Jack. I really do. But not now. Could you…"
"Postpone this! Hell, no! I want to fuck this sweet little ass of yours and that's exactly what I'm going to do!"
"You monster! I hate you!"
In spite of her hands being tied, she tried to lash out and stop her brother. She aimed a kick directly, at his groin. She wanted to kill him in that instant of flashing hatred.
But this only played into his hands. As her leg came sailing back, he easily avoided it and gabbed it. Lifting it high, he forced her tits down into the surface of the bed. She groaned. It felt as if he were trying to pull her apart at the crotch.
"Like this, don't you? It opens up your cunt real good for me to fuck you!"
As he moved behind her, she realized exactly how right he was. Her cunt was naked and widely exposed to him now. If she had kept her legs together, she might have been able to keep him from moving in close. Even her asshole was wide open to his ponderous cock.
She felt a finger sail up into her gooey twat. It worked around a couple times until, it was well-coated with cunt juice. Then he liberally smeared her own love oils all over her ass.
"There. That'll make the fucking even better!" His prick shot into her tightly puckered anus.
The muscle didn't want to admit the male invader all the way up her shit chute. But he was too strong, too insistent. His prick worked its way into the greasy anus until she could no longer keep her asshole tensed up.
His cock shot up into her bowels. She cried out in pain. He was too large in her. He was tearing her apart. If he started fucking, he would rip tender inner tissues and she'd bleed to death.
He started fucking.
The girl almost passed out. He was swollen to a huge size in her asshole. His prick was almost more than she could bear. But her youthful membrane began expanding. Soon, he was big in her but not tearing her apart as he had been.
But he was still fucking with slow, deliberate strokes. She wanted him to stop, but knew it wasn't going to do any good to ask.
He was hot to fuck and that was it. He would have his pleasure and to hell with her. She knew it from past experience that he could fuck long and hard before even beginning to show the first signs of fatigue.
Vowing to make this as short as possible, she began using the muscles of her cunt against the man's prick. The very same muscles that could crush and flatten his cock if it were jammed up her twat could do the trick as he fucked her up the ass.
"God," he groaned once, "your ass is as tight as a hangman's noose around my prick!"
She tried to crush him. She tried to make him come. Only in this way could she slow him dawn. But it seemed as if her efforts were in vain. Everything she did made him fuck faster, harder, deeper.
He was drilling into her soft rectum with his hard prick so fast now that the friction was burning into her belly. She felt the warmth spreading throughout her loins. It was like melted butter pouring into her cunt. Her own juices were becoming super hot. She couldn't keep them from running from between her tightly pursed cunt lips. But then he did the thing which made her come.
He reached around her hips and began fucking her cunt.
She came. And he screamed out, "So fucking tight on my cock! Love it! I love the way you smash down on my prick!"
He hadn't given her the come simply to pleasure her. He had done it to get his own rocks off.
She hated him, even as she was still soaring on the intense come he had ignited in her body.
When she drifted down, from the ultimate in human pleasure, she began to systematically work over his cock. She used every trick she had learned in the past year. Her asshole tightened like a thread around his cock. If she had been a guillotine, she could have chopped off the plum-tipped glands entirely.
And she tensed up the smooth globes of her asscheeks. She felt the hot cylinder of his cock spreading those lovely cheeks wide. The warmth of the fucking across them was lighting her inner fires again. But she concentrated on giving her brother the best fucking ever.
Only in this way could she get him off and save herself one sore ass, for the rest of the week.
The way he filled her up inside was enough to make her come again and again. But she was still tensing her stomach muscles in an attempt to make him blast out his creamy wad of jism into her sucking rectum. Her shit chute was hot and tight and the vacuum he formed every time he pulled out was almost enough to get his rocks off.
But she wanted to make sure, really sure.
She began thrusting her ass back to meet his inward strokes. This mashed her butt firmly against her brother's groin. They gasped in unison as his prick seared its way even deeper into her tender, yielding flesh. But it was doing the trick. She could feel his cock begin to swell inside her, a sure sign he was about ready to come.
When she began rotating her ass in a seductive circle, this was all the stimulation her brother needed. His cock lurched hard, and then began jerking deep up her ass.
The hot spurt of his come into her aroused asshole was all it took for her to come again. She let her body take over. She drove her ass back into her brother's crotch, almost sucked his spewing cock into her asshole, and then cried out her lust.
He gave her the sexiest enema she'd ever received. Her asshole was filled with his white-hot jism. And then, all too soon, the cock went limp again and fell from her ass.
She sighed and bent forward, rubbing her sweaty forehead against the bedspread. Before she could say a word to her brother, he left. Just like that, he fucked her ass, and then split.
Still tied to the head of the bed, Vicki had to wait for her father to come back.