The two young women spent the rest of the afternoon wandering about the heavily wooded hillocks in the area, enjoying the midsummer sun upon their flesh fill it became uncomfortably warm, and then reveling in the cool respite of the shade provided by the numerous leafy trees.
The sun was getting low when Suzanne turned to her cousin and said, "Well, I suppose you'll be wanting to get back home now."
Nickie questioned her with a look.
"You haven't seen Frank or Lisa yet since you arrived and Frank should be just about due back from the photography show he went to see in New York."
Nickie was filled with mixed emotions. She had been entertaining vague, half-serious notions of using her newly awakened sexuality to seduce Frank; she'd had a terrible crush on his dark, lean handsomeness for as long as she could remember.
But after what Suzanne had said about Frank's complicity in the black-mail scheme… Not to mention the grotesque size of his member, at least in Suzanne's estimation. Nickie was more than a little doubtful, however, on that. Exaggeration on that subject could be expected.
When they got back to the house, Nickie spotted the electric blue Corvette in the driveway. "Oh, wow, that's just the kind of car I figured he'd have."
"‘He'?" Suzanne said. "That's Lisa's car."
Nickie said nothing, wordless.
"Daddy takes good care of his demented little nympho daughter. Nothing's too good for her."
"How does she manage to get him to be so nice to her?" Nickie asked. "Why doesn't he treat you the same way?"
Suzanne made a wry face. "You'll see-later."
Lisa was in the kitchen, making herself a snack, when the two girls came in. "Nickie!" she exclaimed happily. "It's so nice to see you." She came over and hugged her, then stepped back. "Boy, you sure have grown up! You're beautiful!" And Nickie, sensing the sincerity of the compliment, found herself wondering why Suzanne showed so much bitterness towards her big sister.
But while Lisa was examining Nickie, Nickie was returning the compliment-with interest.
Lisa was, in a word, stunning. Her red-blonde hair hadn't been cut since the last time Nickie had visited and it draped down over Lisa's creamy, smooth shoulders in glistening rich waves of texture. Her complexion was the unique, fine hue of milky china that is only found in redheads, and among them, found by a lucky man once in a lifetime.
Her breasts were large and full, almost-but not quite-too large for her wasp-slim waist, and the light blue knit halter top she wore showed them off to their best advantage. Her hips were flared and womanly, yet girlishly slender and without a trace of fat. Her legs were long and shapely, the kind of legs a beauty queen would envy and a man would want locked around him.
Nickie found herself excited by Lisa's beauty-and wondered how Suzanne had been able to even think of resisting Lisa's advances.
Lisa revealed that she had a summer job working in a hospital and that frequently she was away overnight-at which Suzanne's expression told Nickie fiction had entered the conversation-and asked Nickie the sort of questions that were expected.
Until Ernie's car pulled into the driveway.
Nickie heard her Uncle come in and then heard the slam of the study door. At that moment, Lisa broke away saying she had to talk to him about something.
As soon as the study door bad closed again, Suzanne took Nickie by the hand and led her into another door on the same hallway.
"This used to be a nursery," she explained. "Now it's the spy room."
Nickie looked around at the photographic equipment and the one-way glass-now dark-in the wall before the tripod-mounted movie camera. Suzanne leaned close to her ear.
"They use movie cameras to film it all, then take stills out of the film."
Nickie nodded in comprehension as Suzanne went to a crank and cautiously raised the partition darkening the one-way glass.
"The other side is a mirror inside Daddy's liquor cabinet. He always leaves the door of the cabinet open when he's having a drink. Habit, I guess."
The two girls pressed close to the glass and observed.
There was Lisa, golden-red hair streaming long and loose.
There was Uncle Ernie, massive and powerful, rough and clumsy by contrast.
And he was unfastening the ties holding her halter in place even as she opened her hot shorts and drew them away to reveal her naked beneath.
Greedily, Ernie ran his bands over Lisa's creamy loveliness, his fingers feasting on the firm, thrusting mounds of her breasts, moving familiarly down her gently rounded stomach to her hips and then to the golden fleecy mass of tangled pubic hair around her cunt.
He stopped only long enough to strip rapidly out of his own clothing. It looked to Nickie as if his erection was even bigger than it had been that morning.
As with Nickie, Ernie led his daughter to the overstuffed chair and lifted her across the back of it. As with Nickie, he fell to his knees and caressed the insides of the quivering thighs. As with Nickie, his mouth fastened on her succulent cunt, licking and sucking to tremulous effect.
As with Nickie, he tongued and kissed Lisa's thy anal port, shining the clime-sized opening with his thick muscle.
He stood then and pressed his cock head against her red-fringed cunt, pushing it forward, easily burying it to the roots within her, then quickly pulling it back and driving it all the way in again. Nickie was stunned at the ease with which Lisa accommodated that massive penis.
Ernie put one hand beneath Lisa's hips, just as he had with Nickie, touching and rolling her clitoris with his thumb as her effusive secretions covered the moving digit. Lisa tensed and shook as if she was having a fit.
As with Nickie, Ernie put his hand in the furrow of the girl's sweet, voluptuous ass cheeks, quickly, deftly inserting his thumb into the aperture there.
He pulled his visibly throbbing cock from Lisa's palpitating channel, took it in his fingers and lined it up with her rear opening.
No, Nickie thought, He can't possiblyHe did.
Astonished, Nickie watched as Ernie pressed forward to the supine young woman, pushing the bludgeon of his swollen penis into her furrow, against her anus. At first, he made no progress, but thenShe barely suppressed a gasp as the huge head slipped into the tiny opening.
Ernie kept up the pressure. Grudgingly, by fractions of an inch, the long, hard, thick penis slid deeper and deeper, boring along the hot trail of her ass towards her vitals.
Ernie was lost in a world of pleasure, oblivious to everything except the hot walls of Lisa's ass clinging to his paternal prick and the feeling of it slipping farther and farther into her hot young body.
Nickie simply could not comprehend what her eyes saw. She couldn't believe that Lisa was accepting that entire, enormous prick in her ass-but it was happening, not fifteen feet away from where she stood, just on the other side of the wall.
Deeper and deeper Ernie pushed his dick into her, disappearing bit by bit into that sheathing hole until finally, at last-it was completely within her. Ernie's big, hairy balls swung up to slap against Lisa's exposed, gaping cunt, touching her clitoris and rending a long, shuddering sigh from the lush young redhead at the touch. She was tense, stiffened, as every muscle was taken in cataleptic seizure.
Slowly, savoring the feel of his daughter's ass gripping every single inch of his cock, Ernie began to pull back from Lisa's bunghole. His penis slowly reappeared until all but the swollen head was visible. He stopped there, caught in the stricture of her anal opening on the shaft of his penis just behind the knob. After an eternal moment frozen in that position, he began pressing his spar-like member back in.
The joining was quicker this time, with Lisa showing signs of aggressive responsiveness, exhaling slowly as if she'd been holding the breath since the first invasion of her ass.
The rigid rod struck bottom again, Ernie's pubic mat pressed flat against the smooth pale white of his daughter's ass and again Lisa shook as his balls swung up to brush her stiff clit.
Ernie speeded up his movements, rocking his hips back and forth faster and faster, each stroke bringing the head of his cock to the edge of her ass before he jabbed it deep into Lisa's receptive backside again.
The first pain of penetration over, Lisa was already beginning to rock her hips up to meet her father's heaves, savoring the pleasurable rending. She hungered for the feel of that huge dick buried totally in her ass hole, lusting for the friction of its length as it dug into her anus. She yearned for the feel of every vein, every wrinkle of the enormous erection within the tight walls of her sodom pit.
Harder and harder he drove into her. Lisa arched her back, biking her ass up to meet his plunge, bearing down with all her might on her powerful sphincter, trying to milk the hot jissum from his balls.
Again and again Ernie ploughed his daughter's rear entry, his skit-driving cock piling in and out of the tight hole like a piston rod gone berserk.
Lisa sighed and moaned, the animal passion noises growing louder till Nickie and Suzanne could hear them clearly even in the next room.
"Ohhh… Let-let me feel you sh-shooting in me Daddy, let me feel your come filling me-"
"You'll get it soon, slut-child," Ernie said loudly. He punctuated his words with thrusts of his mighty prick into Lisa's nether gate.
"Oh yes do it, Daddy, do it, let me feel you come, fuck me and come in me so I can come-make me come-!" she wailed.
"Beg for it, slut!" he roared, staring down at his thick penis protruding from her tight anus, seeing the convulsions shaking her fleshy ass-cheeks, feeling the workings of her ass muscles having their effect on his overheated balls.
"Please, Daddy, please I beg you-fuck me with your big cock!"
"All right, bitch!" he yelled. "I'll come in you-NOW! Unnhh!"
Ernie took her hips in a brutal grip, holding her so tightly that Nickie could see the white pressure in his knuckles. Be slammed his loins forward, burying every bit of his thick dick into her ass and holding it there. His balls jerked in their sack, his hips humped, grinding against her as he pressed again and again against her pale ass mounds.
But Lisa, too, was coming-and the throes of her ecstasy were incredible to the eyes of Nickie. As she felt the hot flood within her, the jissum burning into her very bowels, -the thick, hot stream striking and inflaming her in her most intimate depths, she contracted her anus convulsively, stiffened her entire body and came up off the back of the chair with her legs about her father's broad back, skewered on his hot, spitting poker.
"Oooohhh!" she screamed, shrieked as she felt her father empty the last of his seed into her ass. She screwed her ass back hard against his abdomen, shuddering and jerkin amp; milking him dry till the last of his come was hers and his prick began limpening within her.
She relaxed, spent, and draped over the chair again as Ernie slipped forward to pin her, his deflating dick trapped yet in her still-straining asshole.
Suzanne touched Nickie's shoulder and the girl almost yelled in shock at the sudden reminder of reality. Nickie was turned on by what she'd seen, turned on so much she almost regretted having fought Ernie's attempts to ass-fuck her that morning. She tried to imagine what it would be like to feel a man's molten r load shooting into her ass and shivered with pleasure at the idea.
When Suzanne had led her out of the room and upstairs to Nickie's room, she turned to her and said, "Now you know how Lisa gets what she wants from Daddy."
Nickie told her of Ernie's attempt to do the same with her that morning.
"He wants me that way, too," Suzanne said. "But I can't do it. Once he almost got the head in-but I screamed so loud that he had to stop. He couldn't keep it hard with me screaming so loud and he beat me up. He was really drinking that day."
"But if he can get Lisa, why does he want you?"
Suzanne made an ugly face. "For one thing, I'm a lot tighter than she is. And I think maybe he likes to hurt people that way. You saw the way he acted, the way he yelled. And most of all, I think he's afraid someone will beat him to it-and he couldn't stand that. He'd be furious."
Nickie was wistful. "Lisa sure looked like she got off on it."
Suzanne read the emotions on Nickie's face and grabbed her. "Look, Nickie," she said sternly. "Lisa is a big girl, and she loves having a big dick in her so much she'd take in her nose if she could. And she had guys with smaller cocks like that before Daddy got into her ass."
Nickie shrugged. "He put in his thumb. It hurt me at first but then it started to get pretty good. If he'd go slow and take it easy at first-"
"Forget it!" Suzanne snapped. "He wouldn't-he jammed it in you like he was trying to wedge a crowbar in a fight door." She paused. "You know how he did you this morning. I'm so sure of the way he is, I could tell you what he said and did when he socked it to you even without you giving me a hint." Her expression lightened. "Anyhow, Frank is going to be here in a few minutes. He'll probably give you a chance to do a little peeping on him and you can see what you're getting yourself into."
"What's getting into me," Nickie corrected.
It was nearly sundown when Frank finally came in. He and Nickie exchanged pleasantries and she couldn't avoid feeling the familiar tingle at seeing him.
It was understandable. Despite his youth, Frank turned, the heads of women wherever he went. He'd inherited his father's massive height, powerful build and dark complexion, but his facial features were handsomely tempered by his mother's bone structure-in a totally masculine way. Coupled with his thick lustrous hair, and his graceful, catlike movements, he was a walking erotic dream.
They talked for just a few minutes before he pleaded weariness and excused himself.
As soon as he was Out of sight, Suzanne giggled girlishly and said to Nickie, "Did you see the way he was looking at you?"
Nickie nodded. "You think he really-you know."
"You bet your ass," Suzanne said and then giggled again. "That was a pun."
"If you say so."
Suzanne pushed Nickie with playful annoyance and then turned abruptly conspiratorial. "C'mon-we'll watch him and you'll see for yourself what I mean."
Quickly, the two scampered upstairs and down the hail to the door of Frank's room. Dropping stealthily to one knee, Suzanne peered through the keyhole with practiced expertise.
She stared for a moment before standing and leaning next to Nickie's ear, whispering very, very quietly. "You'll see him come out of the door to the left."
Nickie nodded and took over Suzanne's spot on the floor.
Almost as soon as she put her eye to the keyhole, she saw the long, powerful legs striding into view. They were bare and a few glassy drops of water still clung to them. She heard a drawer open and close, and then the legs were receding. He reached the far side of the room, back to her, strong1y muscled ass clenching with each step, a bathing suit in one hand.
He was built powerfully, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist where strong muscles rippled liquidly.
But it was between his well-muscled thighs that Nickie's eyes focused. She stifled a gasp.
He was utterly gigantic, even flaccid.
As she watched, open-mouthed, he began drying himself with short, strong movements, the jerky rubbing transmitting itself to his dangling dick. The broad head of it slapped against his thigh just above his knee-cap.
The towel moved lower over his body, down over his hard, fiat stomach, down over the taut abdomen, down, down…
He began drying his penis and it was only then that Nickie was truly able to appreciate its size.
He took the head of his dick in one hand-and Frank's long fingers failed to close completely about it. As he patted it dry, it began swelling.
Nickie stared, amazed, as the monstrous weapon grew in his fingers. It didn't gain much in length-perhaps an additional inch and half or two inches-but in thickness…
He couldn't hold that stiff pole in the fingers of one hand when it finally stopped its swelling. It stood out stiff as a piece of iron when he finally released it and put one leg up on a chair to dry his thighs and calves. That movement gave Nickie a clear view of his huge balls.
And that was the word for them: huge. They were almost the size of tennis balls, almost two big even for his great member.
He tossed the towel negligently to one side and began pulling on his jock-strap and swimsuit Nickie wanted to stay there and see how he planned to get the rigid rod into the confines of his jock, but she knew they had to get away before Frank discovered them.
She stood and the two got going back to Suzanne's room.
"Well, what did you think?" Suzanne asked.
"Wow."
"Think you can handle that horse cock of his?"
"If I can't," Nickie said, sighing wistfully, "it won't be for lack of effort." She paused. "Or enthusiasm."
Suzanne gave her cousin ь strange look and then shrugged if Nickie wanted to fuck her brother's big dick, so much the better for the plan.
Suzanne's plan was carefully thought out in every detail. She knew that her father would go into town and stay there, drinking and playing cards with the boys until well after midnight That left only Lisa to deal with and Suzanne had already sneaked into her older sister's room and looked over her little memo calendar to find that Lisa was going out with Jeremy that night That was good for the plan, because Jeremy would keep her out till dawn, at least.
It was dark, well past nine, when Frank sauntered in to the kitchen, clad in his tight swim trunks and sleeveless sweatshirt. He came directly over to where Suzanne stood, popping popcorn, and grabbed her ass.
She squealed and jerked away. "Dammit Frank, you almost made me burn myself. Keep your hands to yourself!"
"Uh-oh," he chided. "Sounds like my tight-assed little prudent sister is riding the rag." He rubbed his hand over the throbbing bulge in his crotch. "Guess I'm resigned to another cold swim and warm hand." Grinning evilly, he made the unmistakable hand movements of a man jerking off an oversized cock.
Suzanne turned off the popper and said, "Well, I don't think you'd want to take a swim tonight," she said hesitantly, as if ad-libbing. "I, uh, forgot to vacuum the pool and it's all dirty."
He would have been an idiot not to realize that was a phony. Frank was not an idiot.
He gave Suzanne a piercing stare. "That's okay," he said, "It won't bother me." He took a deliberate stride towards the door leading out to the backyard-and the pool.
Quickly, Suzanne jumped between him and the door.
"Don't, Frank!" she pleaded.
"Why not?" he was amused by the idea of his sister trying to physically block his path.
"Because-" She stopped and took a deep breath. "Because Nickie's out there."
"So? I was wondering where she was." He reached for the switch controlling the floodlights in the backyard.
"Don't turn those on, Frank."
"Now what?"
She gave him a look meant to reproach. "Because she's skinny dipping."
A slow grin spread across his handsome face. "Ohoo."
"Frank, she's been drinking some wine-there's no telling what she'll do!"
Pure, undiluted lechery covered his face.
"Frank!" Suzanne said as desperately as she could. "She's only a kid!"
"If they're big enough," he began. Suzanne knew the rest. "As long as she's willing, it shouldn't hurt anything-unless someone starts talking about."
"I can't imagine anyone doing that, Frank," she said, trying to sound frightened.
"I didn't think you did," he said arrogantly. He pushed her to one side as easily as if he were brushing aside a filmy curtain-then stopped. "And no cute little tricks with the lights, little sister."
"No, no, of course not, Frank."
He strode through the kitchen door out on to the pool apron, leaving a grinning Suzanne behind rubbing her hands together in the classic gesture of a successful plotter.
Nickie looked up as soon as she saw Frank's form in the kitchen door. She'd been sitting on the edge of the pool and as soon as she saw him come outside, even as he began stripping off his suit and jock and sweatshirt, she slipped noiselessly into the water and went to the center of the pool. There she began splashing.
"Nickie!" he called, is that you?"
"No," she answered, giggling. "It's the bogeyman."
He padded forward to the edge of the pool, groping in the dim illumination from the quarter-moon. "How come you want the lights out?" he asked.
As if you didn't know, Nickie thought.
Nickie slipped over to the edge of the pool till she was at his feet. Soundlessly, she reached out one hand, poised it near his ankle and quietly said. "Because I'm naked."
With a sudden yank, she jerked on his foot. He toppled forward and somehow managed to convert the fall into a sleek dive, arrowing through the surface.
Nickie whirled, searching the rippling surface of the pool for some sign of her handsome cousin.
"Did you say," said the voice from shockingly near her. "That you don't have any clothes on?"
She jumped-but his strong hands were on her waist, nearly encircling it. "Yep," she answered, trying to sound half-drunk. "That's what I said."
"Good," Frank replied. "Because neither do I." He drew her closer-and she felt something hard and stiff prodding against her lower back For a moment, she was confused-and then realized with a surge of excitement what it was.
It was his hard, erect cock!
She shivered.
"Cold?" he asked smoothly.
"Just a chill," she said quickly. His hands loosened on her-and without warning she broke away and tried to swim for the deep end of the pool.
She remembered, abruptly, that Frank was an accomplished swimmer-remembered it, in fact, just as his strong hands closed on her ankles from below.
She gulped air as he pulled her down and trapped her in his powerful arms. His penis pressed against her knee-even though she, with her shorter height, was even with his head.
Letting herself succumb to the situation as they drifted lazily back up towards the surface, Nickie fastened her mouth to the side of his neck and began giving him a hickey. She expected him to push her away.
Wrong.
Instead, he put one band behind her bead and pulled her sucking mouth more tightly against him, savoring the sensation. His other hand moved to grip the pert fleshy mounds of her ass in a tight-yet gentle-hold while he trod water with sufficient power to keep both up in the water.
He released her and she pushed herself away, swimming quickly to the edge of the pool. Lithely, she hoisted herself up and sat on the edge, bare concrete cool against her ass.
"Very sneaky," he said from very close by. "Using your female charms like that isn't fair."
"But I'm just a little girl," she said in a childish voice, letting her feet kick idly in the water.
"You're already more woman than a lot of women ever are," he rasped. "And I'll lay odds you know more than most of them."
"About what?" she asked innocently.
"Sex, for instance."
"You men are always thinking about sex," she complained.
"Don't you like it?" he asked.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But you do. I can tell." She giggled drunkenly again. "You're horny right now. I can't see it-but I can feel it."
"So are you," he accused.
"Sure," she teased. "I'm wet all over."
He moved in front of her in the water, a dark, virile shadow. His hands spread her legs and he stepped forward between them, hands gripping her thighs.
"Slip forward."
"Why-y?" she asked coquettishly, acceding never-the-less.
With her cute little ass partially overhanging the edge of the pool, Frank moved his head forward between her thighs. His sideburns scratched at the sensitive inner flesh of her thighs, and then she felt his lips against her abdomen just above her pubis.
She wriggled sensuously at the touch.
"Like that, huh?"
"You know it," she moaned, tugging his head towards her swollen nipples. In the night, they were dark spots against the less dark thrust of her breasts, but his thirsty lips found them as if guided by instinct.
Nickie moaned deep in her throat as he sucked each jutting little spike in its turn. He played with them, teasing them with his tongue, occasionally opening his mouth wide to suck nearly all of one sensitive mound of quivering delight into his mouth. Releasing it, he tightened his lips on the nipple, flicking and swiping it with his tongue until she was moaning and gasping.
Nickie felt warm, viscous warmth spreading through her in waves of pleasure as he laved first one, then the other breast with this attention. She felt his hand slipping up between her thighs, the thick, powerful fingers gentle and caressing as they moved along to the grotto of her sex.
Expertly, he found the clitoris and brushed it with his fingertips. The erect, protruding little bud stuck out between the lips of her cunt like a miniature penis and Nickie began to make mewling sounds of animal abandon deep in her throat
Slowly, he worked his lips back down over her stomach to her firm flat abdominal expanse and then on to her pubic warmth, and began rimming the swollen, blood-gorged lips of her quim was his strong, sure tongue. He darted the tip inside her cunt again and again, feeling the waves of arousal shuddering through her.
Nickie writhed, unable to suppress the jerking of her hips. His tongue and lips found her hardened love button, fastening on it, sucking it and running his tongue over it until she could hardly sit up. She squirmed on the rough concrete, caught up in almost mindless lust. She put her arms behind her to help support her, the movement thrusting her hips more towards him.
Sensing the movement by the shifting of her muscles, Frank grasped her strong, slender, quaking legs and slung them back over his shoulders. Her cunt gaped invitingly for him. Frank ducked his head forward, eagerly eating her out, wanting to make her scream for his cock. He sucked vigorously on her clit as he brought one hand forward to probe at her muff.
Nickie felt his finger pressing into her. She bore down on it, narrowing the opening tantalizingly, surprising Frank with her accomplishment. What many women tried in vain to learn over a lifetime, the blonde nymphet took to as second nature. To Frank it was as if the pressure were on his prick rather than his finger. As he felt her marvelous little muscles clamp down on him, he immediately imagined what it would be like to feel that same vise grip on his click.
He groaned into her dripping dick slit in anticipation of the pleasures that he'd feel in his huge cock when it was finally driven into her receptive gash.
Her hips jerked faster and faster, her ass cheeks rubbing over the rough concrete of the pool apron.
Frank reached up and put his hands around her waist, urging her to lie back-but she shook her head. "No," she gasped. "Not here-not out here."
Frank groaned. He wanted to fuck this hot little piece of ass, wanted to jam his thick, heavy member all the way into her-and he didn't want to wait.
He knew he could simply take her-but he knew how much better it would be if she were cooperating.
"Where?" he rasped.
"Oh, Frank!" she hissed, the arousal burning in her veins. "Inside-in your room or my room-but soon!"
He climbed out of, the pool with a single quick lunge and gathered her slim form into his arms. She was light and an easy burden, a welcome burden with fits for the fastening of his lips and enthusiastic young aims to fasten about his neck and willing lips to move over his chest.
He opened the kitchen door with his foot and hurried through, taking the stairs to the second floor two at a time despite the burden in his powerful arms. Vaguely, without conscious association or urgency, one corner of his mind wondered where Suzanne was, but this distracting thought was quickly dismissed.
The first door he came to was the guest bedroom-Nickie's room. Despite her lusty arousal, she had the presence of mind to grab the door knob as they approached it. "Here, here now!"
Hearing her cries, Frank heeded. He lowered her on the bed and dropped to his knees on the floor beside, again burying his face between her wide-flung legs.
A moment of this and Nickie again abandoned herself to the pure animal desire coursing through her. He sensed it, even as her legs locked around his neck He knew she ached for his dick!
"Now Frank, pleeasee…" Her voice trailed off into another groan of passion as he began moving his mouth around her palpitating prick hole, touching it lightly with his tongue and lips as he worked on the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. "P-please, Frank, please please, please, now-n-noowww!" she moaned as her slim body shook in a small preliminary orgasm.
He felt the spasms shaking her and thought: What a hot piece of ass! What a find!
"Oh Frank-please stick it in me!" she cried, shuddering with her passion. Her fingers were enmeshed in his hair, pulling him urgently upwards, over her.
He shook loose and thrust a second finger into her.
"D-don't stop! Don't stop-I'm coming again nooowww!" She arched her back with the power of her coming supporting the taut bend of her body with her shoulders on the bed and her legs about Frank's neck, her cunt grinding and jerking. She sank back to a prone position, still aroused, still writhing with excitement and Frank decided that she was ready.
Good and ready!
He knew his cock was.
He pushed her back on the bed, making room for himself as he moved up over her.
"Are you ready for it?" he asked teasingly.
"Yes!" she cried, almost wept, one hand finding the huge head of his enormous penis. Her fingers tightened on it and Frank felt the sperm aching for release in his bails. "Put it in me!"
Kneeling between her thighs, he pulled her knees up so that her legs were bent, then grabbed a pillow and prodded it under her humping ass cheeks. He knew that it was to his own advantage to do all he could to ease the insertion of his giant hard-on.
He lowered himself between her spread legs on hands and knees, her hand still reaching down between them to hold his big dick.
Gently he moved his hips forward. Nickie guided the glistening knob of his cock to the entrance of her wet chamber of delight.
It was so big! She could lust barely hold the head in one hand. Nickie knew it was going to hurt somewhat at first-but she yearned for that pain, for the exciting agony of his throbbing glans stretching her willing, youthful quim.
Again he pushed his hips cautiously forward. Nickie was able to run the swollen cock-head up and down between the lips of her twat, brushing it over her eagerly thrusting clit.
Again she thought of what it would be like to have that huge dick helmet buried in her depths, and her heaving breasts attested to her desire for the awful penetration.
She tugged, urging him to push forward again-and fitted the head of his cock between the swollen lips of her little muff. The outrageous size of it was even more apparent to her-he was so much bigger than Uncle Ernie, even!
He pushed, hard, and the head pressed between the barely stretched little lips. Even that slight intrusion stretched her more horribly than she'd ever been before. She fought to control her reflexive impulse to pull away from the sharp stab of pain, thinking of how wonderful it would feel once it was completely unsheathed in her.
"Unnh," he grunted, pressing in again.
Nickie took a deep breath and succeeded in relaxing her muscles around the entrance of her channel-but the pain! The head slipped completely inside of her and she thought it would split her open, staining the wet bedspread with her blood and all because of her insatiable lust for his huge prick.
She banished the craziness from her mind and concentrated on the throbbing mass pushing into her.
Again he pressed and a full inch of the shaft drove into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed with maniacal strength.
"Ung! You're so damn light and hot!" Frank grunted and strained to jam another inch of the weapon inside her. He felt her cunt contracting on his swollen dick, as if trying to force it out of her.
He grabbed her hips in both hands and started a steady, unwavering pressure. Two-three more inches sliced into her. Half way-and the pain was excruciating.
To Nickie, it seemed that the insertion was taking hours, but she knew that already her busy little twat was secreting Rice mad to grease the chute, that the walls of her cunt were easing back to grant him access to her Inner secrets.
"Hurry!" she whispered. "Hurry and get it all in!"
"But-"
She clenched her cuntal muscles about him and whatever concern he'd felt for her was washed away by the flooding sensations of pleasure intimated by her inner workings.
He lowered himself, sliding his hands under her sweat-slicked form until he held her pert ass cheeks in his large strong hands. Nickie felt him tensing and locked her legs high up over the small of his back.
He plunged downward, his cock driving deeper, deeper-all the way into her.
"Aaiieeee!" she screamed, agonized by the great fleshy stave prodding to the limits of her youthful vagina, the great, purple head probing past her cervix to the entrance of her womb. She thought his cock was going to probe right up through her stomach, pierce her heart, come out in her throat.
But he was in her-completely. To the roots, to the balls, his rough pubic hairs flattened against the sensitive skin of her abdomen and her downy pubis. She could feel the bony ring at the base of his prick pressed against her clitoris.
And as the awful pain began to recede with the acclimation of her cock slot to the huge member, the pressure against her clit began to send ever growing ripples of pleasure through her lithe young body.
Frank propped himself up on his elbows, keeping the weight of his upper body off her. Nickie could feel the throbbing penis within her, the entire length of it palpitating, throbbing, pulsating inside her fire box.
He could feel the pain lessening for her as the agonized tension slowly left her and was replaced by another tension, a tension of a woman getting intense pleasure. He felt the secretions of her lusty cunt beginning to coat his dick and gingerly moved it within her.
The expression on her face was transformed-not to pain, but incredible, overwhelming pleasure. She could feel every detail of the head, the coronal ridge, the flange depression, the hard, ropy veined flesh of the shaft as It drove slowly back and forth between her clinging vaginal walls. By cautious fractions of an inch it moved, spreading the lubricating secretions of her aunt throughout, easing the way for increasingly ambitious movement.
"Ooohh, yesss," she hissed, as he slowly, so slowly withdrew until just the big knob of It was still caught within the excruciating stricture of her honey hole.
It was so good-just as she'd known it would be!
He poised for a moment between her wide-flung legs, at the top of his stroke.
Let her feel every inch of it.
She felt it-and reacted.
"Oh, yes Frank, oh yes, yes my sweet lover, my darling, that's so good-OOHH-yes, I love your big cock, I love feeling it inside me like THIS YESssss!"
Her voice rose with her emotions as each thrust of his blood-gorged rod drove deeper into her over-heated cock slot. She was revolving her hips around the pinion busied inside her, screwing them up to meet each downward heave of his loins.
The friction on his cock was maddening. He fought for self-control. Trapped in the hot, clutching walls of her vagina, Frank felt the cloying channel driven apart with each plunge, separating before the thickness of his glans to close in behind and grip the stem with reluctant power, squeezing at it, trying to milk the juice from him. Each withdrawal made her twat lighten on him in the depressed flange behind the head, wringing cries of pleasure from him.
Her legs straightened in the air over his back, waving back and forth, quivering with each stroke of his tremendous ramrod.
Frank shifted his angle, penetrating her more deeply than before. She let go a small explosion, half-groan, half-growl, of animal pleasure as she felt the meaty glans probe to her depths. She tried to en-circle his back again, to draw him more powerfully still into her, but with the great wedge of his prick thrust into her, she couldn't close her legs about him.
She pressed them together as much as she could, compressing, contracting on that thick reamer inside her. But instead of pumping the heavy white froth she craved from him, she only made herself more aware of the rampaging pecker rocketing in and out of her…
"I'm coming agaiiinnnnnn!" She shrieked, wriggling like an eel beneath him.
Frank just kept piling away at her, slamming his dick in and out of her as fast as he could-until he felt the boiling in his balls quickening.
He began levering his prick in a circular motion inside her, penetrating her more slowly, but to far more agitating effect. The great, velvety glans was being ground against the walls of her slit.
The feeling was exquisite, and when his cock finally corkscrewed to the depths of her chute, she came again, more intensely still.
But Frank felt the sperm rising hot and furious in him. His balls, huge and ponderous, ached to empty their abundant load into the receptive cunt of the hot girl. Again and again he drove the weapon into her, again and again felt the orgasmic clutchings of her quim, again and again her heard cries and breathless moans.
His hand again slid down to grip her firm little ass cheeks. Nickie could sense the growing tension in him and the foreknowledge made her want to feel his hot load in her all the more. She began scissoring her legs open and closed above his back, clamping and loosening the clutching on his dick like a giant hand squeezing and loosening on it-only much, much better.
She could feel the come rising through him, the spastic throbbing of his cock within her as the seed began to pump upward along the long tube running along the underside of his huge dick.
And then he began to come in her, great gushing torrents of hot jissum spattering off the walls of her little cunt, burning its way deep inside her womb. Nickie could feel every drop of it shoot home inside of her, the force of his coming rocking her.
He came and came, long after the time when her previous fuckers had been spent. He came in long sputtering jets of fuck, the huge balls emptying in to her greedily milking cunt all the great load she'd helped gather there.
Suddenly, she felt the rushing begin in her loins again, felt her hips moving as if she had no control over them and"I'm coooming agaaaaaain!" she wailed as the last-and greatest-of her orgasms shook her. She was long gone into the throes of it when, at last, she felt the spurting within her beginning to weaken.
The jerking of his cock became more irregular.
"Innh-unh-uh!" he grunted, a broken cadence in time only with his own ejaculations and the waves of ecstasy shuddering through him.
"Ohhh!" he groaned, grinding his hips against her, a last great spasm draining the final dregs of his sperm into her hot, moist slot.
At last, he sagged against her, completely emptied, consciousness fading.
Nickie put her hands against his chest and heaved. With the last of his energy, Frank rolled off her onto his back on the bed and closed his eyes, letting oblivion come.
Nickie sat up, dazed and unsure of herself, then stood beside the bed on rubbery legs. She felt a tickling wetness down the inside of her thighs from her pleasantly aching, abused cunt-and froze. Had he torn her open, deep inside?
She touched it eyes tightly shut, put her fingers to her lips. It wasn't blood, but something, salty and sickly sweet…
She gasped. It was his come! Frank's great load, overfilling her young twat and womb, was dribbling out from between her battered cunt lips.
She looked over to the door of the hallway and nodded, her head bobbing exaggeratedly in her weariness.
The door opened. Suzanne stepped in, camera in hand, and flicked out the light to be sure that its brightness didn't wake Frank too soon.
She made a circle with thumb and forefinger. The pictures would come out fine.
Stage one was complete.
The second half of the plan was about to go into operation-after Frank was confronted with prints of the photographs.
Not negatives, but prints. The negatives were the whip to make him do their bidding.