"Please untie me. I’m so tired I can barely move," Melinda said to her brother. Dan began untying her wrists.
"That’s not all that’s going to be tired in the morning," said Eddie. "If I’m any judge, your cunt and asshole are going to be damned bad off. Hurting, even. But don’t worry. Just move around the best you can and it’ll go away. First fuckings are always like that."
Melinda could feel the truth of her Daddy’s words. Her cunt ached already. The saliva and fuck juices were caking on her bush and the walls of her pussy throbbed with need. She wondered if she could even respond if either her brother or her daddy fucked her again. She doubted it. Her body was spent.
And her ass burned both from the spanking she had gotten and from the way Eddie had reamed her out. The wonderful feeling of having her ass fucked then had faded into a dull throb. Even her tits felt as if they might fall off. She remembered all the mouths that had worked her knockers over and wondered if those lovely lumps of titflesh were bruised.
Her wrists certainly were. So were her ankles. The girl hadn’t realized she had fought so hard against her bonds. The struggle had been worth it, however. She was still content and even happy with her new family. Aching, she got up and left them to their fun and games. It seemed as if they were keyed up and ready to fuck all night long.
That wasn’t for her, Bed was for sleeping.
Somehow, after she had taken a quick shower and was on her bed, she couldn’t fall asleep. She was physically tired and emotionally drained, but sleep eluded her. Her mind was simply too active. The teenager couldn’t help but go over all that had happened to her that night.
She shuddered at the memory of her response when she had gone into Dan’s room. She was going to tell him she was running away from home and, when she found him fucking Laurie, she had called him all sorts of names. One thing led to another and then she was bound spread-eagle on the bed, her cunt open for his first thrust.
Melinda had hated Dan then. But his prick driving deep into her virgin cunt had awakened desires in her that she had chosen to hide for so long. She wasn’t sure she could control them now. She had so little training. All her friends talked about how they made out on dates. Some of them even bragged about going all the way.
The teenager doubted any of them had had an experience like she had tonight. Her brother and father both fucking her, her sister eating her out and her mother’s pussy wide open to her own questing tongue.
But her friends had one advantage on her. They had learned to control their lusty desires. She had no such training. She had been shown too much too fast. What if she turned into a nymphomaniac? The thought horrified the girl.
Going around, fucking anything that moved, male or female, human or animal, wasn’t a pleasing thought for her. Keeping all the fucking in the family might seem odd, but it had a certain privacy to it that being a nympho didn’t. How could she control herself? Her sexual needs were already gnawing away at her guts and she was bone tired!
The girl got up and looked down at her half-packed suitcase. She would run away just as she planned. She would have to do it until she was positive she wouldn’t disgrace the rest of the family with her unbridled sexual desires.
Melinda slowly packed, wondering if any other teenager ever had this unique problem. She doubted it. Never had a girl had a family quite like hers.
A step-father whose secret was balling his own daughter. A brother who avidly screwed his new half-sister. A mother who didn’t care if all her kids joined in while her husband fucked her up the ass.
Melinda doubted this situation had ever existed. She had to get away from it so she could take a long, hard look at her life and where she was going. She was too uptight and confused to be able to do a good job of it in the same house as Eddie-and Dan and Laurie and her very own mother.
The blonde teenager sneaked out the back door and crossed the dew-dampened grass. She hadn’t bothered to put on her shoes. The grass was cool under her bare feet and she felt like running. By the time she crossed the backyard and reached the concrete driveway, she was feeling better.
She stopped for a moment and looked at her house. The wood frame house loomed dark and friendly to her. The tree just a few feet away spread its long branches as if welcoming her. But this wasn’t for her. She didn’t belong in a house where fucking was such a wide-open occurrence. She felt out of place and uncomfortable with it.
Her sexuality was too new for her to control. The girl feared she might run wild and ruin her entire life fucking anything that moved. She had to leave.
The cars whizzed by in the street. For a moment, she considered hitchhiking. The stories she’d heard about what motorists did to girls who had the nerve to hitchhike made her hesitate. Besides, it might be some time before her beauty attracted a nighttime driver. Best to start walking and get away from the house. She didn’t want any of her family stopping her.
"What the hell are you doing, Sis?" came the demand from the shadows around the garage. Startled she looked up and saw Dan standing behind her, his arms crossed, on his broad chest. He carried a length of coarse hemp rope in his hands, the obvious reason he’d gone into the garage. "I’m doing nothing, Dan. Really."
"With a suitcase? At this time of night. Are you trying to run away from home? Aren’t you a little old for that kind of stupidity?"
"No!" she blurted. And Melinda ended up telling her brother all her fern of becoming a nymphomaniac. The girl let it all gush out. When she’d finished, she felt weak and drained. She sat down on her suitcase, the cold cement beneath her bare feet.
"Shit," said Dan. "That’s the dumbest thing I ever heard. It’s not possible for a human being to get too much sex. If your body doesn’t want anymore, you stop responding. If you can fuck all night long-I mean literally ball all night long-then That’s normal for you."
"No, Dan, it’s not right the way I feel."
"And the way you feel is attracted, right? You feel attracted to your own daddy and sister and mother and brother?" He looked at her with an add gleam in his eye. "You can’t handle the fact that your own darling brother fucked you for the first time and you loved it. Admit it, you loved every singe instant of the time I popped your diary."
"Don’t be disgusting, Dan," she started to say. She never finished her sentence. The youth rushed In, Its strong arms circling hers. He picked her up with contemptuous ease and dragged her kicking and protesting to the large tree standing in the yard.
"Stop it, Dan," she cried, "Stop this right now!" "Shut up. I’m doing this for your own good." He tightened his hold on her trim body. She really fought him now and he had to work to get her to the tree. The rope trailed behind them. Holding the girl’s body against the tree trunk with one hand, Dan pulled the tope to him with Ate other. The long, coarse hemp rope grated against his fingers. It would be perfect for what he was going to do with it.
"I don’t know what makes you do things like this, Dan!" the girl cried. "Let me go!"
"Hell no, Melinda. I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before and I’m going to show you how great it can be!"
"You animal!"
Still, the girl felt strange stirrings in her body. This was the very thing she had wanted to avoid. She couldn’t control the way she felt. Dan had lit the fires of carnal lust in her loins and now they refused to go out. No matter how much he fucked her, the fires of lust would remain inside her belly, burning and searing and gnawing away at her.
She couldn’t get enough fucking.
She had to escape. With her pussy aching from the balling she’d already gotten that evening and her asshole burning with the memory of her new daddy’s prick reaming her out, she fought. She kicked and clawed at her brother. He was too strong for her.
One wrist was circled with the rough rope. Dan tossed the end of the rope over a tree limb and hoisted Melinda up till she had to stand on tiptoe. This gave him the chance to tie her other wrist over the tree branch. She stood on tiptoe, barely touching the ground, her body straining to keep from bursting into a wild orgy of desire.
She hated herself for the way she felt. It was damned sexy being fled up by her brother. And he’d told her he was going to fuck her. The girl’s pussy had already begun to chum and ooze out its sluggish fuck juices. It wouldn’t be much longer before he actually thrust his prick all the way up into her gooey twat and fucked her with all the strength locked up in his powerful body.
"Yeah," Dan said in satisfaction. "You make a damned nice looking sight." She dangled from the limb with her wrists securely fastened. The way her arm stretched overhead made her tits flatten out. Her belly remained taut and delightful and her ass was tighter than normal. Every muscle in her legs was accentuated and never had the teenager looked more desirable to her brother.
He was going to give her a fucking she wouldn’t soon forget. But first he had to make sure she was really ready for it. And he knew words were the way to get her hot to trot.
"I’m going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours," he said, choosing the words with care. "I had to tie you up first to make sure you were helpless. You can’t struggle now. You can’t move without me willing it first. This is going to be done by me. Me! You can’t do a goddamn thing to stop me, either."
She felt his words as if they had been hammers striking her body. Fuck her. Tied up. Helpless. At his mercy. She couldn’t fight him. The ropes bit into her wrists and her leg muscles were already beginning to feel the strain of supporting her full weight on her toes. Shivers of pain lanced into her legs. Then the tiny sparks of agony burned brighter and turned into real pain that stabbed into her guts.
Dan came over and gently pushed against her tits. The feathery touch was electric. She almost came. The sexual tensions in her body surprised her. She’d thought she was angry. She wasn’t. She was turned on by the prospect of what he was going to do to her while she was tied up and completely at his mercy.
She felt the excited blood pumping into her tits, expanding the smooth cones of titflesh and making the nipples grow in size until they seemed to be red-tipped fingers pointing at her brother.
His hand on her belly made her break out in gooseflesh. The bumps spread like wildfire all over her belly, her tits up her arms and even her numbed fingers seemed to get some of the vital spark he imparted.
"You about ready?" the youth asked callously. His other hand grabbed at her crotch. She groaned as his fingers brutally squeezed down on her pussy mound. "Yeah, you’re wet. Wet and ready to fuck!"
The words blazed across her mind. He was right!
His abuse had gotten her hot and wet and ready for anything-anything, that is, as long as it was his loving, hard and powerful cock!
Agile fingers worked at the snaps on her jeans. He skinned them off her and tossed them to one side. She tried fighting him off a little until she discovered he was too strong. Everything she did only added to the growing pain in her upper arms. Her shoulders protested being hung up like this. Her legs lacked the power to really kick her brother, too. Trying to stand on tiptoe like she was robbed her of all her strength.
He didn’t seem interested in stripping off her shirt or her bra. The jeans were tossed aside as if they didn’t matter leaving her clad only in her white cotton panties.
"Got another pair of those damned things, huh?" he scoffed. He ran his cool fingers under the band of her panties and looked into her eye. Then he yanked.
She screamed. The pain of the elastic band cutting into her flesh added to the general agony she felt. The panties didn’t give way entirely under his brutal assault. Her brother yanked again. The tearing noise of the fabric filled the cool, still night. A third jerk and the panties came off her body in tatters.
"Either wear sexy panties or don’t wear anything at all in the future," he told her. "Those damned things offend me."
She moaned softly as he thrust his hand back onto her pussy mound. His fingers worked strongly, powerfully, probingly against her fleece covered pubis. Then he parted her cunt lips. The juices flowed out and drenched his hand. His finger stroked along one edge of her blue-tinged, gently scalloped cunt lips. She was writhing and tossing around trying to escape-or get her cunt more firmly pressed into the cup of his hands.
"You like that, don’t you, you dumb bitch? Tell me what you want! Tell me!"
"I… I want your prick," she sobbed. "I want to feel it fucking me. My cunt! Oh, it hurts! My cunt hurts so baaaaad!"
"But you want this to enter your gooey pussy and fuck, isn’t that right?" In his other hand he held his prick. In. the dim night light it appeared to be some sort of glowing rod. The purpled head seemed larger than it had before and the shaft underneath pulsed with obvious virile power.
"Yessss!"
His hands gripped her cunt again and a finger shot into her cunt hole. The girl screamed. The feelings assaulting her body were new and different to her. She’d thought she had experienced it all. She was wrong. The pleasure from his finger mixed with the pain across her shoulders, the agony from her straining legs. He finger fucked her for a few seconds until her legs lifted off the ground and tried to circle his waist. She wanted to pull him in to her pussy where she could get his cock into her pit of seething passion.
"My cunt!" she begged. "Fuck my cunt with that big, swollen prick of yours. I need it!"
"So you think you need my cock, huh?" her brother tormented her. "Let’s see how much you really want my fat cock fucking you."
His hands went around her body and cupped her fleshy asscheeks. With a strong movement, he pulled. Her legs left the ground supporting her entire weight on her arms. She almost passed out from the pain. With her legs on either side of her brother’s body, however, she could swing forward and jam her cunt clown towards his prick.
Which is exactly what she did. She was rewarded with the feathery touch of his glans across her cunt lips. This was almost enough to make the girl go on. She was denied this when her brother simply dropped her.
She swung to and fro, dangling from the limb tied with the rough rope. Her wrists were being cut through by the rope but she didn’t care about that or the pain in her body. The longing in her pussy outstripped any pain she might feel. She had to have cock!
"Fuck me, please, fuck meeeee!"
He came up to her, then lowered his hips. He shoved his hips forward until his cock was immediately under her gaping cunt. She tried to spread her legs wide and found the only way she could do it was to put her weight entirely on her arms. She wanted his prick that badly.
He rose up toward her pussy, his cock looking like the nosecone of a missile on a launching pad. When his knobby glans collided with her cunt lips, she came. The sensations blasting through her body had reached the point where she could no longer control, them.
As soon as the throes of her desire had died down a little, she felt his cock nudging into her pussy lips again. She cried out; "Do it! Stuff that mighty, steely prick into me! Fuck me gooooood!"
He didn’t seem to notice her pleas. He straightened his legs a bit more and drove about an inch of cock into her pussy. She shivered with carnal need. The youth gave her another inch and then another and another until he was inside her seething hot, juicy cunt. He fucked her with such slow strokes, her pussy had all the time in the world to expand and take his huge circumference.
"Like it, don’t you, you stupid bitch? You’ll do anything to have a real stud fucking your tight little cunt. Say it!"
"Yes, yes! Anything as long as you fuck me. Ride me, ride me hard!"
The passions in her tender body were out of control. She no longer said what she wanted to say. This was totally wrong. She wanted to tell her brother what a depraved, vicious animal he was. Instead, her mouth uttered the words the youth wanted to hear. She would do anything to get his prick buried balls deep in her cunt.
He reached under her again and cupped her buttocks in strong fingers. He squeezed down, then began separating the asscheeks. She felt as if he was trying to rip the flesh from her body. In addition to the pain, though, came an unexpected delight. Her cunt tensed and tightened around his buried cock.
She felt as if a telephone pole had been shoved into her fuck tunnel.
"Give it to me," she shrieked. "Fuck me gooood! Give it all to me. Drive that spike up my guts!"
He began swinging her back and forth on the free limb. She acted just like a pendulum. As she swung back, his prick slipped from her slick cunt. He held her at the backside of the swing, his cock just inside the mouth of her pussy. Then he pulled her strongly back into his couch. His cock drove mercilessly into her exposed snatch. He did this faster and faster until the friction mounted.
The girl went wild with lust. She couldn’t control her body any longer. It begged for that cock torturing her. She had to have it sunk all the way up into her guts.
She felt the burning friction light fifes of desire an along her cunt walls. She twitched and shivered and tried to escape as much as she strove to shove her cunt down even harder onto the impaling spike of her brother’s cock. The girl was too confused to know exactly what she did want to do.
Then it all came to her. She had to fuck her brother. She had to do whatever he commanded her to do. She was helpless. She was fled to the free limb and there was no way she could escape. Totally lacking the means to get the ropes off her wrists, she had to obey his every wish.
The idea of being tied up and raped by swinging back and forth struck her as so completely sexy she couldn’t bear it. She came again. The cock drilled harder into her tight, slippery cunt. She tensed her pussy walls in an attempt to hang onto her brother’s fucking cock. The liquid gushing noise filled the night air and rivaled the harsh pants and tiny, trapped animal moans she heard coming from her own lips.
"Fuck harder," she begged. "I need it. I neeeeed it!"
Her brother said nothing. He only fucked harder. His prick shot powerfully into her cunt, spreading her pussy Tips even wider with the thick girth. He twisted and turned and sank hard into her tenderly yielding cunt.
Legs spread wide on either side of her brother’s strong body, the girl began tensing and relaxing her belly muscles to swing herself harder into the youth’s crotch. Only in this way could she get the cock driven as deeply into her pussy as she needed it.
The impact every time as her body swung forward jarred her teeth. She ignored this. She ignored the pain in her arms and the way her cunt burned and churned. All that mattered was grinding her pussy hard into her brother’s cock and making her pussy sing with joy.
She came again. And this was all he needed to get his cocks off. The feel of her flaming hot, impossibly tight cunt around his prick did it to him. Her bush grinding hard into his set him off. He fountained out his jism into her greedy manhole. He groaned and fucked just a little harder to get his cock as far into her cunt as he could.
"You’re sucking my balls dry," he grunted. "How the fuck do you do that?" It felt as if he’d hooked himself into a milking machine. The hot sheath of her cunt tightened even more around his hidden cock. The velvety walls turned to steel fingers milking him of every singe drop of jizz locked in his balls.
By the time his prick deflated and limply fell from the girl’s twat, she was wracked in another come. He watched in amazement as the orgasm smashed through her body. She dangled from her tied wrists, as limp as his prick when the climax passed.
"Super," she moaned, "I was super!"
"Yeah, Sis, it was," marveled Dan. "I never thought I’d get off on fucking a bound chick. But I do! And you dig it, too."
"Do it again, Dan" she pleaded. "I want to feel your cock in me again. While I’m tied up!"
"Sorry," he said. "Not for a while. Maybe I should leave you tied up and come back when I’m ready." He watched the effect on her. It thrilled her even though her words contradicted that.
"You can’t do that! Don’t leave me tied to the free! My wrists! My arms! I’m being pulled apart. I can’t stand much more of the pain!"
"Sorry about that," he said. "I’ll be back later." After he had turned and started away, he looked over his shoulder and said, "If I don’t forget you. After all, Laurie is waiting for me in my bed. You know how good Laurie is at making me forget about everything but her."
"Dan!"
The girl’s brother laughed and went into the house. She hung there, miserable, her arms hurting more and more. She tried standing on her toes but this was making her legs ache even worse. The girl tried to itemize all her hurts and lost track because there were too many.
Her cunt ached. Her asshole still burned. Her shoulders were knotting with pain. Her legs felt as if someone stuck pins in them. Even her tits hurt her now. Her cruel brother hadn’t taken her bra off. As the blood pounded fiercely into her boobs, they were squeezed by the imprisoning cloth of the bra. Her nipples were hot.
Never had she been more miserable.
The girl began to quietly sob as the wind blew between her naked legs and across her still damp crotch.