"I wonder how far Kurt's gotten with Stacey," Bill chuckled as they took the turn off the mountain road and entered the long drive leading up to the cabin.
"Well, we'll soon find out!" Birdie laughed, too.
Then they saw Kurt's blue Plymouth heading down the drive toward them, and they pulled over slightly so the car could squeeze beside them on the narrow drive.
"Well, there they are now!" exclaimed Birdie. " I wonder where they're going!"
"Hey, that's not them! There's two guys driving that car!" exclaimed Bill. The car was coming down the drive as fast as it could move, leaving a wide trail of dust behind it as it sped by. The driver did not pause when he passed Bill and Birdie in their car, but pressed the accelerator down harder and sped off:
"Hurry, Bill!" cried Birdie. "Get up to the house! Kurt and Stacey must be up there! Oh, God! I hope they're all right!"
Without replying, Bill stepped on it hard and pulled screeching up to the cabin. Bill and Birdie jumped out, leaving the doors to their car open and almost tumbled over one another climbing up the porch steps that led to the house.
"Do you have the key?" called Birdie to Bill.
But they didn't need it. The door was unlocked. In a moment they were in the bedroom, where Stacey was tied hand and foot naked on the bed, a gag stuffed in her mouth, while tied to a chair, dressed only in his shorts, was her brother Kurt. Birdie rushed to where Stacey lay. Those two men must have done this! God! The poor child! "I'll have you untied in a moment," she assured the curvaceous blonde beauty on the bed, as she worked feverishly at the strips of sheeting. Birdie couldn't help noticing the voluptuous curves, the satiny skin… the full-mounded loveliness of her breasts. She's a real beauty! You can't really blame a man for wanting to fuck that little cunt of hers! She looked across at the blonde's brother and saw that his penis was fully erect. The sight of it gave her a little tingling thrill, which was doubled in intensity when she looked at her husband, Bill, who was struggling with Kurt's bonds. For he, too, had an involuntarily lurching bulge standing out against the cloth of his pants. It must have been pretty hot and heavy around here!
Finally, Stacey's hands and feet were freed, and Birdie removed the gag from the younger woman's mouth. Stacey had melted into tears of relief when Birdie and Bill appeared in the room; as she was released she struggled to sit up and threw herself into the arms of her brother's friend's wife.
Birdie hugged her soft form to her and cooed, "Everything's going to be okay, now!"
"Two men… horrible brutes… " Stacey sobbed. "They came in here… and…"
"And what, honey?" Birdie coaxed, when the petite blonde stopped, unable to go on.
"One of them was going to kill Kurt… and they stabbed him… and then… they forced me…"
"I thought so… but they didn't hurt you, did they?"
"No-no…"
Then Kurt was free, and he ripped the gag from his mouth.
"You should have seen her!" he roared. "She was enjoying every damn minute of gettin' fucked.by those guys – and sucking their cocks!"
Leaping out of his chair, he crawled up on the bed to kneel above his terrified sister, who stared up at him, her mouth agape.
" I-I couldn't help it, Kurt!'-' she cried.
"You loved every fucking minute of it, damn it! You fucked them back!"
Birdie was there. "Calm down, Kurt! She couldn't help it! And anyway… weren't you doing the same thing before they came?" She hung on to his arm and reasoned with him.
"W-Well, yes, in a way," he admitted. Reminded of that, his eyes gleamed then with renewed desire for her. His massive erection ached from having had to watch his sister's debauchment. He really wanted to have her himself. "And I can't help myself either… from wanting to fuck you again myself… right now!"
"No! Oh, God, no! Not again… now! Can't you wait for a while!" his sister moaned.
"No!" Kurt roared. "And I'm going to fuck you the only way you haven't had it yet!"
Shaking Birdie's grip from his arm, Kurt reached down to his young sister, grasped her by the waist, hauled her up, and flipped her over on her stomach. Prone on the bed, Stacey wailed, "Kurt! What are you going to do!'
Then he gripped her waist, hauling her up to her knees, the softly rounded moons of her quivering buttocks coming back toward the rage-hardened shaft of his pulsing cock that speared out menacingly from his hairy loins. "I'm going to shove my cock right up inside your cheatin' little asshole, little sister!" he exclaimed loudly.
She didn't understand him… his reasoning why he would want to do such a horrible thing to her; her mind boggled. Is there nothing he won't do to me?
Birdie turned to her husband Bill. "Honey, we've got to help them out. He'll really hurt her if she's not ready!"
"Yeah," said Bill. "I'm going to help all right! Kurt promised me a piece of this, and fm going to fuck this little girl, too!"
Deliberately Bill began to take off his clothes as Birdie watched her lover Kurt on the bed with his sister. The tall blonde was pulling back the heavy foreskin of his long, thick, pulsing cock with one hand, while with the other he held Stacey solidly in place on all fours before him. Then, he was flexing his hips and nudging the bulbous, blood engorged head into the crevice between his sister's cream-white, fear-trembling buttocks.
Birdie knew what would happen next, and she acted to delay it. Sinuously, she climbed on the bed, unbuttoning her blouse at the same time and allowing the fullness of her breasts, unfettered by any restraining bra, to peep out prettily. Her hand reached out and grasped the shaft of Kurt's hardened prick, feeling it warm and throbbing in her hand, as she had so many times.
"Kurt… wait!" she hissed at him. "You have to get her ready for it!"
He was already prodding the head of it against the tightly puckered flesh of his sister's hesitantly cringing little anus.
"I want to do it now, Birdie! Don't try to stop me!" he cried.
"No!" she squeezed his cock's shaft hard with her tiny hand. "She's got to be stretched, first… before you fuck her there with this big cock of yours!"
He was distracted, now. "Really?" he queried with a grunt, some reasoning returning to him.
"Really! Believe me!"
"How?"
"Use your fingers… starting with one… and working up to three, at least," she instructed.
"Okay."
Birdie released the pulsing shaft of his penis as he rocked back on his heels. She started taking off her blouse. Tossing it aside, she kneeled up to shed her skirt and panties, and she too was completely naked. Then, she crawled up to lie down so that her head was near Stacey's. She smiled into the younger woman's tearful face, saying, "It'll be easier for you… after your brother stretches you back there!"
"Oh, God! I don't care any more! I just want him to hurry up and do it!" the honey-blonde wailed. Then she winced as she felt her brother shove his finger into the smooth, spongy passage, back there between her fearfully clenching buttocks.
Birdie reached out to cup a rounding, pear shaped breast that hung down pendulously from Stacey's chest, feeling its satiny smoothness and rolling the sensitive nipple to erection between her thumb and forefinger. "I think he wants to restore his male pride."
Stacey could vaguely understand that. Then. she glanced up to see that Bill was naked now, and was crawling up on the bed to watch as Kurt wormed his finger around in his sister's warm rectum.
"But..: why is Bill doing that?" she queried, looking back toward him, seeing his nakedness, the lancing stiffness of his fully erected penis standing out below and throbbing with his heartbeat. "Not him, too!"
"Yes. I'm afraid he can't help himself either, honey," cooed Birdie.
"Yeah," said Bill then. "And tell her about you and Kurt!"
"Y-you and… Kurt?" Stacey echoed. "Wh-what…?"
"Well, honey, Bill feels like it's okay because he lets me and Kurt fuck each other whenever we want to. So he'd like to fuck you, now, too."
Kurt, kneeling behind his sister, suddenly pulled his finger from her rectum, replacing it immediately with two of them, as he followed Birdie's instructions. Stacey felt the searing sensation in her cruelly stretched rear passage as her brother's two fingers plunged deep into her there, and she recoiled, trying to rock forward away from it. Bill reached out to help Kurt hold her solidly in place. "Oooooohh!" she whined. "That burns!"
The young woman had never experienced the hands of another woman, but she liked the soothing way that Birdie Wilson's hands were roaming over her body now. It was strange, but there was a tiny flame being rekindled in her belly, telling her that she was going to be aroused again.
Birdie was talking earnestly to her. "Listen, Stacey. For a long time now we've all wanted you to be like us – a real lover! You're so beautiful and we just want you to enjoy life the way we do!"
Stacey could barely understand what she was saying. She had known that Kurt was an experienced man… had known that he had lovers. But Bill and Birdie! God! It was too much to be true!
Stacey hadn't responded and Birdie repeated it. "Did you hear me, Stacey? Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I-I guess I do. I love all of you:"
Kurt continued worming his fingers around inside his sister's rectum. "Is it all right, Stacey?" he asked now, finally getting control of himself. "Is it all right with you if Bill and I fuck you?"
Stacey could hardly refuse after all that she had already submitted to today. She could not even remember now what it was like to be the virgin that she had been this morning.
"Yes, Kurt!" she finally answered softly. "You and Bill are sweet and I love you, so go ahead!"
Stacey couldn't believe how quickly she'd been aroused by her brother's fingers squirming around inside her rectum, plus the stimulation of Bill Wilson's hand that teased at her sensation-charged clitoris and Birdie's knowing manipulation of her breasts. She was already again, a seething volcano of salacious desire, and involuntarily her hips had begun to rock back and forth almost uncontrollably against their lewdly plundering hands. Oooooohhh! God, that feels so good! She knew now that she had given the right answer.
Birdie could now feel that building warmth and the moistness of her own arousal.
Using his hands, Kurt spread his sister's trembling buttocks to reveal the tiny orifice, and he felt her tensing as she waited for him to make his lewd entrance into her.
"Relax, honey," Birdie Wilson whispered into her ear. "You'll have to relax, so it won't hurt you." Impulsively, Bill's black-haired wife kissed her.
Stacey had never been kissed like that before. The other woman's soft lips and moist tongue exploring her mouth was like no other kiss. She liked it, and after a moment she was responding, kissing her back.
Then, she felt the blood-engorged head of her brother's fully hardened cock pressing hard against the resilient orifice of her anus. She was scared but she made her decision. She wouldn't try to back out of it now. Oooooohh! It's starting to hurt! I can feel it stretching! Oooohhhh!
With a sudden flexing thrust of his hips, then, Kurt shoved the throbbing head of his cock up into her gently pulsing anus. He felt it pop through the tightly stretched little ring of rectal muscle. Damn! She's tight! Perspiration popped out on his brow with the effort he was expending.
"Oooooohhh!" Stacey moaned down into Birdie's mouth, and Bill's wife kissed her harder, her hands smoothing over the young blonde's breasts, making them tingle with the soft touch of her palms on the smooth, satiny flesh.
Kurt held quite still in her, feeling the tight sheath of her rectum squeezing around his bulbously throbbing cock-head. It excited him all the more, and when his penis expanded, jerking involuntarily, it made him gasp with the pure pleasure of it.
Christ!" Then, he had to have it in her the full length. He shoved hard, and the shaft of his cock disappeared up inside the warm, rubbery clinging walls another. inch.
"Hurry up, for Christ's sake!" Bill grated. "I can't wait any longer!"
Harder yet, Kurt pushed, until finally, the full, lust-thickened length of his wildly pulsing cock was all the way up inside the spongy, smooth warmth of her tightly clenching rectum. He could feel the muscles contracting and relaxing around him, and it was driving him wild with erotic need. Experimentally, he pulled out a little way and then shoved it back in, glad that he had remembered to smear some saliva on the head of his cock before he tried putting it in her.
"Okay! It's in! Turn her over, now!" Bill panted, as his hand went down to grasp the throbbing shaft of his cock that had begun to ache painfully.
Birdie scrambled to the side out of the way, as Kurt wrapped his arms around his sister's trembling body and flopped over to his side, keeping her in the same relative position; then, he rolled over to his back, hauling her up on top of him, his cock still goring deep up into her rear passage.
As Stacey's legs splayed obscenely, Bill Wilson was over them instantly, wedging his hips up between the softly tapering flesh of her thighs, his hand guiding the lust inflated head of his cock to the moist pink slit of her cuntal opening. With no further ado, he rammed into her, his hardened shaft soaring deep, all the way to the base of it, in one smooth, cunt-spreading thrust.
"Ooohh, my God!" Stacey wailed. "Oh, my Goddd!"
And, then everything became jumbled in her mind. She was being fucked, as she had never before been fucked. Above her, Bill Wilson was plunging in and out of her searing hot cunt like an insane man; while below, her brother Kurt was jack-hammering up into the nerve-sensitive sheath of her rectum.
All the while, lewd sensations of desire chased through her, as her senses dimmed and she gave herself over to the complete enjoyment of it. l feel like they're tearing me apart but I don't care! I don't care because it feels so good!
Birdie, watching both her virile men, as they slaved away fucking Kurt's young sister, couldn't wait. She had to be part of it, too; the building passion within her had to be satisfied, and there was only one way. Her hand went down to her loins, her finger going into the female slit to find her erect clitoris, to caress massagingly. She masturbated often; and she liked it, but then, she wondered: Damn! Stacey's really into it… doing everything! Maybe, she'd do that, too!
Suddenly, the young blonde was staring up through passion-dimmed eyes into the coral- pussy of Bill Wilson's wife, the tiny, flowered open cant-folds glistening dully with viscid moisture. Birdie had straddled her head where it rested in the hollow of her brother's neck, and as she poised there above Stacey's lust-distorted mouth, she murmured, "Lick me, Stacey! Eat my cunt… honey."
In her present state of mind, Stacey was in a world of sex and sensation, as her whole body – and her mind, now-responded wildly to every new thrill. Without hesitation or reservation, her tiny, pink tongue shot out to make electrifying contact with the older woman's pulsingly hard clitoris. Greedily she licked at it, as below, Bill and Kurt surged in and out of both her pelvic openings. She was filled to absolute capacity with plundering cocks and now she was bringing yet another dimension to her lovemaking, as she began thrusting her. tongue in and out of Birdie's yearning hot cant.
Faster, deeper, and harder, the two men plunged into her, as she lay helplessly sandwiched between them, and her whole world, she sensed, was going to come to an end soon. She felt her explosive climax coming, and she was a little disappointed that it couldn't keep going on and on, forever.
Beneath her, his burning cock working deep into the moist dark warmth of her rectum, Kurt felt the burning hot sear of impending ejaculation, and he bucked upward against her to drive his lustfully expanding cock deeper yet. He felt her loins moving between them, fucking them both back, furiously. God! It feels good. I've never had anything like this! Then, he was Gumming. He slammed into his sister's rectum hard, and his cock was spewing his lewd sperm into the spongy depths of her back passage. He groaned with the satisfying sensation. "Aaaaauuugh! Christ! That's good!"
Stacey felt the expanding shaft of his cock; as her brother's semen jetted into her, while almost at the same time, she felt the convulsive beginnings of her own orgasm. Then, it was there for her. She soared upward rocket like, her orgasmic release describing a parabola of heightening sensation on the way up, until at the apogee, she felt as though she could have gone into orbit, but then as gravity pulled her back toward the earth, she was there again on the bed sandwiched between her brother on the bottom, his cock still pumping his cum frantically up into her, and her brother's friend slamming his massive penis deep into her hungrily nibbling cunt in insanely pistoning strokes like a pile driver run amok. Instinctively, she was tonguing in and out of Birdie's steaming cunt above her in tempo with Bill's plundering cock in her own wildly clasping cunt. She couldn't scream aloud. Her mouth was too busy.
Then, with a throaty scream, Birdie came. "Aaaaaauuugh! Goddd! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Aaaaaauuugh!" Great, convulsive shudders lanced through her body, and with a mewling moan, she pitched forward, curling her body on the bed, as she quivered with her release.
Finally, then, Bill Wilson was there, too. He came in great hosing streams of white hot viscous semen, his cock expanding rhythmically as it was shot deep into the young woman's clinging cuntal passage. With a grunt of satisfaction he collapsed pantingly on top of her, his legs straightening out, and he lay there heavily like a log. The four of them were lost in their deep enjoyment- of their orgiastic sexual union, and the only sound for a few moments was the rasp of breath in four pairs of tortured lungs.
After a while, they stirred. Bill rolled off from on top of Kurt's sister and stretched out full length, his hand going to cup the convulsively heaving mound of one of his wife Birdie's heaving breasts.
Kurt squirmed from under his sister and took her solidly in his arms. He kissed her tenderly. "I love you, darling." he whispered.
"I love you, too, Kurt," she murmured. "I love all of you!"
Down the road a few miles, another drama was unfolding.
Sylvia Parker's body was being drained dry by her son's friend, Danny. It was one of the most delightful mornings of her life!