Lynn was trembling violently. She had completely forgotten her half nude state. She was angry. Angry at her sister, both for spying on her during her first real fuck and for suggesting such absurd things to make her uncle… for trying to take Wes away from her!
"Lori, you bitch! Get out of here! Just because you're horny and… "
But then she saw the glazed lost look in Lori's eyes, saw the blush of excitement on her cheeks, and she realized that arguing with her would be useless.
Lori needed fucking as badly as Lynn had needed it.
But Lynn was frightened that once Wes had screwed her sister, he wouldn't want her any more.
Lori, after all, was prettier than she was. Wasn't she? And all the confusion over her own sexuality, her own body and beauty, and particularly her huge breasts, came rushing back over Lynn as she stared at Lori, dressed in her very feminine dress…
But Lori was determined to have her way!
"Mommy and daddy won't be home for another hour, at least. You both know that. You can take my picture for half that time, and then we'll fuck!"
Lori stepped forward, faced her uncle squarely.
"How do you want me to pose?"
Wes, who had spent the past twenty years traveling all over Australia and parts of Asia, photographing people in all possible situations-and picking up some o his best money by taking some modestly famous pornographic shots of young girls going down on some strange animals… Lynn had actually seen several of her uncle's photographs, in Jimmy's books, and didn't know it!-Wes had never in his life been in such a situation as this!
Two young sisters, both hot for his cock, begging for it!
He had just fucked Lynn, and was satisfied-for the time being. But what about later? Lynn might turn out to be a cold fish. After all, this had been her first time, and she was understandably impressed, both with herself and with his cock! But…
And Lori certainly was a tender morsel, tiny compared to Lynn, but perfectly proportioned. and with unmatched femininity! And virgin!
Two virgins in ONE HOUR!
Now that was a challenge that just couldn't be ignored!
Wes cleared his throat, and Lynn jerked her head toward him. She knew immediately what he was thinking!
"No! NO!" she shouted.
"What can I do, Lynn? If I don't fuck her like she wants, she'll tell John. I don't want that to happen."
His voice was reasonable, but Lynn was having none of it.
"Damn you! If you fuck my sister, I'll tell daddy!"
Wes rolled his eyes, turned his back on both girls, and sat down in the chair beside the lights.
"Come on, you two," he said. "This just isn't fair! If I fuck you, Lynn will tell. If I don't fuck you, you'll tell! I lose either way!"
Lynn turned on Lori.
"You can get any boy in school to fuck you! Why do you want Wes?"
"You can get any boy in school, too: you top-heavy pig! I know how much they want those gigantic tits of yours! Do you have any idea how I feel, being told how much they'd like to fuck my sister, hearing day after day how much they'd like to suck on those big jugs my sister's got! DO YOU?" Lori screamed at her sister, and suddenly struck out with her open palm and slapped Lynn hard across her face.
Lynn turned her head aside with the blow, tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't return the blow.
"I didn't know they did that to you, Lori."
"Well, now you do! Every date I've ever had winds up in a fighting match for my cunt, or a third-degree about you! I bet half the guys who ask me out just want to get at you! Damn you and your tits!"
Lori broke down into tears, and fell against her sister. Lynn held her tightly to her, and began caressing her back gently and slowly through her Victorian dress.
Lynn sighed, and looked over at Wes.
Then she gently turned Lori to face him, too. She held her sister's shoulders and forced her forward a step, as though offering her virginity as a sacrifice.
She nodded to Wes.
She leaned forward and whispered in Lori's ear.
"Do you want me to watch, sister?"
Lori calmed her tears, then nodded slightly to Lynn.
"Yes, please stay," she said quietly.
Lynn squeezed her sister's shoulders tightly for a moment, then let go and went over to Wes.
"She's yours, Wes," she said, leaning down and giving him a brief kiss on his lips. Wes reached up and grabbed her slim neck, held her bent over, and whispered to her, "Lynn, don't worry. I'll be gentle with her. And remember, you are the one I love!"
Lynn smiled, then grinned happily.
"Well, get to it, stud!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the chair, then sat down on it herself, settled herself to watch the deflowering of her sister…
Wes went over to Lori.
"Are you absolutely certain you want to do this?"
Lori nodded firmly, wiping the last trace of tears from her cheeks.
"All right," he said, "how do you want it?"
Lori shrugged, lowered her eyes.
Wes jabbed his thumb up under Lori's chin, lifting her face.
"Don't give me that coy little shrug, girlie. You sure knew what you wanted a few minutes ago, and you threatened me with some very unpleasant consequences if I didn't do it. So, you just get busy and direct this little show! And you better make it good, because we have a very lovely audience!"
He turned and gave Lynn a quick wink.
Lori straightened her shoulders, and tighten her thin lips in determination. She would see this through to the end… her end!
She had spent many nights lately laying alone in her bed, with her fingertips playing with her asshole! It excited her beyond belief! And the thought of being fucked in her asshole drove her crazy with desire! She rubbed her tiny puckered hole, teasing herself for long minutes at a time, then licked her finger wet and pressed it through her tight ring of muscle and into her ass! There, she wiggled her finger wildly and stuck it in deep, moving it in and out like a little cock!
Ass-fucking was her dream of real sex!
But watching her sister being tied up had excited her, too! How helpless Lynn must have felt! How… submissive! Lori longed to be submissive to some strong-willed animal of a man, a man who would bind her arms behind her, and rip her panties down her legs and fuck her asshole and cunt without bothering to ask her permission, without caring about hurting her or pleasing her! But she knew she would be pleased! She dreamed of being raped, being tied down to some table or bed in an old shed somewhere and fucked and fucked and FUCKED!
But she also knew this desire arose out of her youth and inexperience. One of her girlfriends had actually been raped, and it had been a nightmare of pain and mental torture for the poor girl… not at all like Lori's dreams… Lori had no real conception of how badly a female body could be hurt, she didn't really understand sex or men or lust or love… she only dreamed… and her dreams were far from reality, as dreams should be… pleasant dreams of tight bondage… but the actuality was never there… the real pain of rope and rape…
Intellectually, the youngster knew her dreams were dangerous, but emotionally, in her youth and innocence, she longed for it, lusted for it, and dressed for it… dressed in her feminine best, kept her body freshly washed and clean and sweet-smelting.
And it never entered her mind that Lynn might be jealous of her!
Lynn was so lovely and big, so tall and well-developed! How could such a magnificent creature ever be envious of a little thing like Lori?
She dismissed the thought as ridiculous!
She wanted Wes to do everything to her, but Wes was not cooperating at all, and neither was her sister. She didn't want to be the aggressor, she wanted to be submissive!
"Tie me up," she said simply.
"How?" Wes said with a smite.
"Like you Lori began, thinking that she would like to be tied up like her sister had been, but then decided quickly that it might just bore her uncle, or make him laugh at her. So she thought quickly.
"Tie me… upside-down… by my ankles from that pipe in the ceiling!" she said with little gasps, screwing up her courage to take the worst she could imagine!
"Upside-down?"
Lori nodded, her sweet little face serious, intense.
"Yes. Lynn can help. Tie the rope around my ankles, then I'll sit on the floor and you can hoist me up."
"Hmmmmm… Well, it might work," Wes said, his voice filled with sudden interest.
"Lynn," he called, "come here and give me a hand, will you?"
Lori's sister got up out of the chair and came over to the two. She had brought some short lengths of clothesline, handed them to her uncle.
"Okay, Lori. Are you sure?"
Lori nodded firmly.
"Put your hands behind your back and cross your wrists."
It was a command that the young girl eagerly obeyed. She thrilled at the touch of her uncle's hands, wrapping the rope around her incredibly thin wrists, pulling it tight enough to cut off the circulation, then tying it off in a knot.
When Wes finished tying the child's wrists, he turned her around to face him.
"Lori, I'm going to do what you have suggested. I'll hang you from the ceiling by your ankles. And then I'll photograph you, and I'll even give you a full set of the pictures. And when I'm done photographing you, I'll cut you down, and I'll luck you. I'll luck you in your cunt, and I'll luck you in your asshole.
"But those are the things you want.
"You're going to have to do what I want, too! I'll tell you what those things are as we go along. But for now, I want you to understand two things.
"First, I love Lynn: I love your sister, and our fucking was done out of love for each other. Now, I care about you very much, but it is your sister that I really love, and who I want to be with. Understand?"
Lori lowered her eyes, blushed, nodded like a little girl.
"Good. Second, the pictures that I take of you will be distributed across the country, here and back in Asia and Australia. They will be made up into sets and sold as pure pornography. Your lovely face will become very well known to those collectors of special, expensive pornography. Understand?"
Lori opened her mouth to protest, but then shut up. She nodded again, a few tears welling up in her eyes.
Lynn smiled at her sister.
"Lori," she said quietly, "you can still back out of this."
Lori looked up at Lynn. She thought about it carefully. Her face, known to collectors of filth? Her bared body, viewed by anyone with the money to buy a set of pictures? And what did Wes mean by… doing what he wanted? Something special… for the pictures?
Lori hesitated.
"If… please, Lynnie… Wes… please just fuck me in my ass! Please just fuck me! I need it so bad! I need it so, so bad… "
Wes felt his cock begin to rise as he watched this tender youngster begging for cock, his cock!
His speech about the pornography had been bullshit, said just to frighten the girl. And his speech about loving Lynn had been almost bullshit, said for Lynn's benefit, so she wouldn't run off yelling rape to her father-but he had to admit, he did love her. But Lynn seemed to be thinking about marriage! She was young enough to be his daughter! Wes hadn't really considered the possibility until this moment. Marry Lynn? Hmmmmmm… why not? She was stunning, her tits were gigantic, she was a really delightful girl, interesting and exciting and one of the best lays he'd ever had!
He turned his attention back toward Lynn, cocking his head and looking her over very carefully. She was baffled by his strange frown, but found it intensely exciting. She began to feel the warmth of desire creeping over her loins again, and she reached out a delicate hand to touch his cheek.
She smiled at him.
He smiled back, nodding.
He leaned over and whispered something in Lynn's ear that Lori couldn't hear. Lynn glanced at her sister, then nodded with a beautiful smile at Wes.
"We're going to gag you, Lori," Wes told the girl. Lynn found the ball gag that Wes had used on her, and brought it to him.
"You do it, Lynnie," he said.
Lynn lifted the rubber ball to her sister's lips. Lori looked at the huge thing, then tentatively opened her lips, opened her jaws wide as the rubber ball was fitted between her jaws. She turned around as Lynn brought the loose ends of the rope behind her neck and tied it off, fairly tightly. The ball was pulled firmly back into her mouth.
Wes set to work binding Lori's legs together at her slim ankles.
"Lift your dress up!"
She pulled upward on the front of her gown, revealing her stockinged ankles.
"Place your feet together! Closer!"
Lori pressed her legs tightly together, and Wes wrapped a length of clothesline around them several times, then stuffed the loose end between her ankles, pulling the binding even tighter.
"Now lift your dress higher! Above your knees!"
As she did this, Lori felt another rope being passed around her logs just above her knees. This rope was drawn very tight, binding her legs together.
"Lower your dress!"
She did as she was commanded. The dress completely hid her bound legs. Her wrists were beginning to feel numb from the tightness of the ropes binding them, and her jaws already ached from the huge rubber ball filling her mouth.
But she looked lovely!
A thin line of drool slipped down over her chin, and made a tiny wet spot on her dress, over her right tit.
"Ummmmm… " Wes said, appreciating beauty in any form.
Lynn, too, was impressed with her sister's loveliness, and femininity, and sweetly bound small body! She could have made love to this creature herself!
She wondered what it would be like, to bring her own sister to climax. To feel her own sister twitching and jerking in the throes of ecstasy beneath her body!
Lynn reached out a gentle hand and pressed her palm firmly over Lori's small breast, finding her tiny but hardened nipple with her thumb, even under the girl's dress and slip and bra…
Lori moaned, closed her eyes.
"Lori! Sit down on the floor!" Wes commanded.
Lori looked up for help, but neither her sister nor her uncle offered a hand to help her get down onto the floor. She was on her own. She bent over, squatting down a little, but found the binding around her legs was too tight to let her bend her legs enough to sit down simply. And the gag prevented her from begging them to help her, or complaining that she was going to hurt herself if she fell hard on the floor.
Lynn and Wes watched the girl's struggle.
Finally, Lori dropped quickly to her knees, then rolled over to her side. She hit hard, and cried out into the gag. Then she lay still.
She felt her hands on her ankles again, this time tying a long length of rope to the rope already binding her ankles. Then she felt her feet being drawn upward, off the floor! But she was on her stomach! And as her legs were drawn upward, then her thighs were lifted off the floor, her entire weight began to crush her small breasts against the floor!
Lori was forced to lift her head, arch her back and neck as far backward as she could, to prevent her face from suffering the same crushing fate as her tit ties!
She moaned loudly into the ball gag!
Her breasts felt as though they were being mashed! She could barely breathe!
Then, suddenly, the crushing weight eased, and she felt her shoulders being lifted… by Wes!
"Pull harder, Lynn!"
And Lori's legs flew upward behind and above her! Then Wes lowered her head and shoulders, until Lori was actually hanging upside-down from the pipe in the ceiling!
The blood rushed to her bead, causing her to blush bright red! Her breath came in great ragged gasps through her nose! But this was what she had asked for!
Lynn and Wes stepped back a few paces and admired their handiwork. Lynn slipped her arm around her uncle's waist, and Wes placed his around his niece's shoulder, letting his hand dangle downward over her bare left tit, rubbing her nipple with his thumb and forefinger.
"Well, Lynnie! What do you think of Lori now?"
"I think she's extremely beautiful, uncle Wes!"
"So do I! So do I!"
Lori's long dress had fallen down toward the floor, fully covering her bound arms and gagged lace! And fully baring her long and dark-stockinged legs, and her tight panties, and her bare, taut belly!