"Suck me! Suck my cock, slut!" Jake howled.
Coe couldn't have obeyed if she'd wanted to. Maddened with the fury of his orgasm, the small bearded man had fucked his cock back between her heavy tits before she could react.
A geyser of come rose from between Coe's tits. It fell back in a spatter of thick white droplets. His cock shot into view again. Staring down at it in horrified fascination, Coe caught the next jism blast right in her open mouth.
She shook her head and tried to spit. Jake let go of her left jug and grabbed a handful of auburn hair with his right hand, forcing the girl's face down toward his prick. She struggled, moaning at the fresh pain that filled her tits as the salty come soaked her whip-welted skin.
Her lips pressed the head of the lengthy wick. A jet of come shot into her mouth. She coughed, trying to spit the come out, but Jake held her in place, still squashing her tit against the flank of his prick as his cock sprayed jism all over her lips and chin. The stuff ran down the sides of her chin and dribbled onto her enflamed jugs. She moaned, her teeth clamped shut to keep the cock out of her mouth. But the head of the pallid shaft of prick was wedged between her ups, and the spasmodic spurting of his climax got almost as much come into her mouth as spilled onto her magnificent jugs.
Her ass wagging wildly on the abrasive pine needles, Betsy Mason tried to keep from choking on the monstrously fat cock jammed to the hilt, in her pretty face. She had squealed as Bob took three preparatory thrusts and then fucked his prick balls deep into her mouth. Her tongue fluttered helplessly around the giant cockshaft while her gag reflex milked the tip of Bob's cock with all the power of her throat muscles.
Holding her face against his crotch by her long cornsilk hair, Bob fought against the climax he felt building in his taut hairy ball-sac, wanting to prolong the joy of having his cock buried in the lovely adolescent mouth.
It was a losing battle. Even as Coe tore her lips away from Jake's cockhead in time to get a dying blast of jism up her nose, Bob let loose a wild cry and came.
A hot blast of come fired straight into Betsy's stomach. She gagged again, more powerfully than before. Bob gasped as her throat constricted his prick. The cock spat come.
Surge after surge of boiling jism filled the girl's throat, bubbling up like lava around the swallowed pillar of Bob's cock. The come-level rose until it flooded her mouth. The concentrated taste of jism, so harsh and unfamiliar, threatened to overwhelm her. Her stomach reeled under the impact of forcibly swallowed come. Her throat muscles gripped the cock in another paroxysm of disgust. Bob yelled and ground Betsy's nose into the coarse red hair around the base of his prick.
Jake's prick deposited a final wad of come on Colleen's upper lip. Instantly it began to deflate. Coe made a noise that was a cross between a sob and a groan. Ordinarily she loved the taste and smell of good masculine come, but not now. The clammy feel of Jake's jism coating her lips and tits and the inside of her mouth repelled and sickened her. The man's come burned like lye where it touched the abused reddened skin of her tits.
"Whew," Jake sighed, stepping away. Colleen's tits fell forward and bounced, no longer crushed by his hands and hairy thighs. Her nipples pulsated with pain. "That was just purely fine. How're you making out, Bob?"
At first, all Bob could do was grunt. His orgasm had exhausted the store of come in his balls.
But Betsy was gagging and squirming uncontrollably; her mouth and throat filled with jism. The taste and slimy feel nauseated her unbearably. Her reflexive struggles served only to provide her tormentor with a thunderous orgasm whose aftershocks continued even after he ran out of come.
"F-fine," the redheaded man said at last. His cock gave a last dry pulse inside the girl's mouth and went limp, and she made gargling sounds as come seeped down her throat. "I got no complaints."
He stepped back. His cock slid slowly out of Betsy's mouth. Come drooled from her mouth and down her chin. She'd forgotten the ache of her overextended jaws in her frenzy as Bob's orgasm had filled her belly and senses with jism. Now that the big prick had slipped from between her jaws, and they could relax they ached powerfully.
The man released her head. It fell back to the carpet. Betsy lay limp and still, too exhausted by her ordeal even to try to spit out the come congealing on her tongue.
Jake smiled lopsidedly down at Coe. She stared up at him, defiant but feeling self-conscious about the huge drop of his jism she could feel clinging to her face just below the right side of her mouth.
"You're a great piece of ass, kid," the bearded man told her, "and Bob and I don't want to be selfish, do we, Bob?"
Bob wandered up, his immense cock dormant once more, dangling between his legs. "Untie her, will you, Bob? But keep hold of her arms."
Bob did as he was told, then passed the rape to his partner. Swiftly and professionally, Jake bound the auburn-haired young beauty's slim ankles together.
Under Jake's direction, Bob scooped up the naked teenager, lifting her easily despite her height and the lush fullness of her figure.
She stirred feebly in his arms. Now that her hands were free she should try to claw his eyes out, she knew. But the brutal whipping and fucking of her tits had worn her out, and being forced to drink Jake's come had sapped her spirit.
Besides, she thought, what's the point? My legs are tied. There's nothing I can do.
"Now," Jake said, picking up his belt and sauntering over to stand above Betsy, who still lay on her back, her thighs slightly parted. A hint of pink pussy showed in the gold thatch between them. "Set her down. Yeah… there, right next to her brother. All right, dating. I told you Bob and I weren't selfish. So to spread, the wealth around a bit, why don't you just hitch yourself up and suck on your brother's cock some?"
Coe and Jack both stared at him.
Jack had long ago quit cursing their captors and had been sitting looking on with a mixture of sorrow and sick hatred. Now he started to sputter again. "Wait! You can't… Coe, don't listen to him!"
Coe sat up. Pine needles pricked her ass. She felt an odd tingle in her pussy, then rapidly suppressed it. Her brother was an extremely handsome young man, and she'd wondered more than once since growing into lustful young womanhood what it would be like to fuck him, to feel his cock – how big was it? – plumbing the depths of her cunt or throbbing between her lips as he cried out with passion and prepared to pump her face full of come.
But no, she couldn't do that. Those were no more than illicit shameful incest fantasies.
"I won't do it," she said firmly. She should have been able to predict Jake's answer. Without speaking, he pivoted and slashed Betsy savagely across the tits with his thick brown belt.
The blow flattened the milky young jugs. Betsy's nipples were taut from fear, and the belt seemed to drive them into her cushiony tits like nails. "Aaaiiieee! oh, God!"
Unlike her sister, Betsy wasn't tied in place when the belt slammed into her jugs. Her body flew into the air in a paroxysm of pain. Instinctively she twisted and came down on her belly. Landing on her boobs sent flesh stabs of pain through her tits, and the pine needles felt like real needles poking her soft titflesh. But at least her boobs were protected from the awful crushing assault of the belt.
On the other hand, her ripe round ass jutted invitingly skyward. Grinning with lewd satisfaction, Jake brought the belt screaming down across the cheeks of his captive's butt.
"Ahhhh!"
She writhed, started to turn over, then rolled back onto her face. Her ass blazed as if it had just been branded, but her tits were more sensitive than her ass and, less able to endure the punishment of the belt.
Jake raised his arm again. The belt whined down. It struck the girl's ass with a crack like a pistol shot.
Betsy screamed.
Jake hit her ass again, and again, turning his wrist so that the ugly welts left by the belt crossed each other and turned the once-snowy cheeks of her ass into a red patchwork.
Coe screamed.
Jack cursed, fighting his bonds, again with no more effect than to nearly wrench his shoulders from their sockets.
Betsy's shrill cries, egged Jake on. His arm rose and fell with astonishing speed. The slaps of the leather smacking bare assflesh came like machinegun fire.
Then he changed his attack. He snapped his belt whip-like – the way he'd flicked Coe's nipple with just the tip. The belt stung like a scorpion at the tender insides of Betsy's thighs.
"Oh! Owwww!" she shrieked, and she threw her colt-like legs apart.
Her buttcheeks had been clamped together under the onslaught of the wicked leather strap.
Now they parted as her legs moved away from each other. Drooling with sadistic joy, Jake cracked the belt right on the tiny pucker of the girl's asshole.
It was as if her shitter had been touched with a red-hot iron. The scream started way down in the pit of her stomach: "Yaaaah!"
"God! Stop! Oh, for God's sake, don't hit her any more!" Tears streaming down her face, Coe was bending over her brother, tearing wildly at his fir. "I'll do it! I'll suck, my brother's cock… I'll do anything you ask, if only you leave Betsy alone!"
Jack's bluejeans came open. Coe's frenzied fingers dipped into the front slit of his underwear. He sighed involuntarily as her cool fingers closed around his cock. Trembling, the nearly naked girl tugged his prick into the open.
She gasped. Jack's cock was fully erect, blood engorged and hard as a rock.
It was also eight inches long!
"Ohhhhhh," Coe said in outright admiration. Her brother's prick wasn't as long as Jake's skinny spear of prickmeat – but it was much thicker. The young man's cock was dark, crowned with a swollen reddish head, and its length was twined with thick veins like climbing vines.
"Aiiiii!" A transverse slash drew a fresh red line across Betsy's ass.
Her heart pounding against her ribs, Coe bent her brother's cock down and stuffed the head into her mouth.
"Uhhhh…" A moan of sheer pleasure ripped from lack's throat as his sister's lips enveloped his prick. They were cool and wet and clinging to his cock. He could literally feel from the tension in the lips that held his prick and the slight quiver in the nude brown body beside him that Coe was motivated now by something more than simple concern for her baby sister.
His twin hadn't been alone in thinking unbidden lascivious thoughts about a sibling. Watching Coe's tits blossom and her hips swell into adolescence had been a strain on Jack, whose own sexuality had been awakening at the same time. He'd started finding an outlet for his horniness among the healthy full-bodied outdoor girls on surrounding ranches soon enough, but his sister's desirability never quite quit nagging him. One day when he was fourteen he'd come upon her skinny dipping in a creek a mile above their ranch house. She'd never know how near she'd come to being raped. Jack had hidden in the bushes and watched her, then crept away. For a week he'd jacked off guiltily – every night – the image of his voluptuous twin burning in his brain.
From the moment Coe wrapped her lips around his cock and her tongue began flicking at the sensitive joining of cockhead and shaft, there was no, question of resistance. Forgotten was their predicament – forgotten even was the helpless, innocent younger sister lying with her ass whipped raw a few yards away.
Coe grasped the base of her brother's cock. His pulse hammered beneath her fingers. She jacked his cock off lightly. Trying to milk the big prick into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm…" she moaned.
She, too, had forgotten their little sister's plight. She wasn't even aware any longer of the throb of her own abused tits. The flavor of her brother's cock filled her very soul. The feel of the stiff prick jutting into her face, alive with the incestuous lust they shared, turned her on so intensely, she felt on the verge of bursting or breaking into tears.
Why did I deny myself this for so long? she asked herself. Then she brought her face down toward the sorrel hair clumped at the base of her brother's cock, sighing ecstatically as she felt the meaty fullness of his cock sliding over her tongue and down her throat.
"Ahhhh, yes!" Jack shifted his hips in her grip of almost unbearable passion. There was no mistaking it – his sister was swallowing every inch of his monumental cock. He wasn't too surprised to find his beautiful twin a skilled cocksucker. He, himself, had learned early just about all there was to the art of driving a luscious girl crazy, devouring the sweet meat of her pussy. They were alike in more than looks.
As Coe began to fuck her face on the spar of her own brother's prick, Jake threw away his belt and dropped to his knees. Though the whipping had stopped, Betsy was still writhing at the pain in her ass. Her thin body shook with sobs. Her ass rolled around, slightly elevated, as though she were wild with passion. For a moment Jake feasted his eyes on the captive's butt.
Though her satiny skin was marred and discolored from the lashings of his belt, Betsy's ass was still a lovely sight. And her pink-lipped pussy, hidden amidst the spun-gold bush of her cunt, showed itself in mouth-watering hints between her thighs.
Betsy felt strong fingers snag her hips. Her ass was raised into the air. She bent her head to look back at her captor just as he thrust his face between her silken thighs and buried his tongue in her cunt.
She gasped. No one had even so much as touched her pussy before. Now this bearded stranger was gobbling it as if it were the tastiest thing he'd ever encountered. His tongue laved the virginal slit of her cunt, first between her frilly inner pussy-lips and then circling their outsides. Then he sucked the lips of Betsy's cunt into his mouth, worrying them with quick shakes of his head.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, startled by his actions as much as the sudden rush of pleasure in her cunt.
Betsy's thighs were so slender and Jake's hands so spidery, he could hold her up by the thighs and part the petals of her cunt with his thumbs. He pulled his head back to examine the gash of his captive's pussy. It was a trim and luscious sight, with neat pussy-lips surrounding a narrow cunthole. A drop of pussy-juice sparkled in the opening of the girl's snatch.
Jake took a deep breath, drinking in the heady musk of Betsy's cunt. Then he thrust his mouth into the gaping pussy.
Betsy cried out as shrilly as ever she had cringing under the lash of his belt. Nothing had ever felt so good as Jake's frenetic eating of her cunt. The way he licked and sucked and nuzzled her cunt filled her with a pleasure so concentrated, it was almost hard to breathe.
Her lustful cries were lost on her siblings. Coe raised her head from the throbbing head of her brother's cock. The crown of Jack's prick and Colleen's mouth were smeared and glossy with her saliva. Their pulses raced with forbidden desire. Coe's fingers gently squeezed her brother's prick. He moaned. Green-eyed gaze met green-eyed gaze, and the erotic electricity that passed between the two was almost visible.
Coe hoisted herself off the fragrant pine-needle mat. A few of the three-pronged clusters of brown pine needles were stuck in her hip and ass, but she ignored them. Her brother's cock was huge and hard and hot in her hand, and her pussy ached with a craving that matched his. She had to fuck her brother, and fuck him now!
With her ankles bound together she couldn't straddle Jack's crotch and impale her needy cunt on his spire of cock. That didn't slow her down. With hands on his broad shoulders, she raised herself, swung her delectable asscheeks across his lap, and sat down on him. The tip of his cock prodded the humid flesh between her butthole and her waiting cunt. Panting with the urgency of her lust, she shifted her hips until the cone-shaped head of her brother's cock found its way into the foyer of her pussy.
"Ohhhh, yes!" she sighed. Her hips began to lower slowly, her cunt sliding down the imprisoned cock with excruciating slowness.
"Goddamn," Bob marveled. "They're really getting into it!" His stubby cock was rampant with horny life again.
His partner paid him no mind. Having dealt his delectable captive the most intense agony of her life with a belt and a nine-inch cock applied to her ass, he was now dealing her the most intense pleasure imaginable by his skillful tongue-lashing of her virgin cunt. His tongue was inside her pussy again, swirling around and around, stretching her cunt membranes in a delightful circle.
"Ohhhhh, do it… do it to me!" she wailed. "L-lick me… lick my pussy good!"
If she'd been able to hear herself she would have been shocked. For a girl who could barely bring herself to say damn to beg for her pussy to be lapped was almost as incredible as the fact that she could be enjoying this from a man who recently had whipped and ass-fucked her.
But enjoying it she was. Jake's tongue was like a living thing dancing in her cunt, awakening joys and desires she'd never even suspected to exist. His thumbs gradually worked themselves in until their tips came in contact with her clit.
"Ahhhhh!" she yelped. The very lightest touch as her rotating hips brushed her clit against one thumb sent delight sizzling up her cunt.
Her cuntjuice had begun to flow. Jake's tongue scooped them from her pussy with cunt-delving strokes.
"Ah! Ohhhh… that feels so good! Keep eating my pussy!"
It was unbelievable! It was, no doubt, perverted as well to enjoy having a man's mouth touching her pussy, particularly under circumstances such as these.
Then Jake jammed his tongue deep into the brimming well of her cunt and jabbed his thumb against her clit, and her world exploded in brilliant colors and muscle-wracked convulsions of ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhh! Oh, Jack, it's wrong, but I want you to fuck meeeeee!" Coe pumped her lush ass up and down, fucking her pussy on the straining pole of her brother's prick with incredible energy. Her fingers grasped his shoulders, her nails digging in almost enough to break the skin.
Being tied up and whipped and fucked and having her tits raped with the longest cock she'd ever seen had a strange effect on Colleen. Being made to watch his beautiful sisters subjected to the most remarkable sexual degradation he could have conceived of had had the same effect on Jack. Their sexual appetites were honed to razor sharpness – and the only thing that could satisfy them was each other.
They fucked as furiously as rutting animals, their feet digging furrows in the soil. Coe used her arms and strong shapely legs to work her body rapidly up and down the rod of cock jutting from her brother's lap, her big boobs flying to the rhythm of her exertions. Jack drove his cock into her cunt with every ounce of strength in his body. His steel-hard cock probed the innermost depths of her succulent pussy while his head rolled aimlessly around.
"Oh, Jack!" his twin cried shrilly. "I feel it! I'm about to come! Come with me! Fill my pussy with your nice hot come!"
She slipped her arms around his neck and crushed her lips to his. Her tongue crept from her mouth. His came surging out to meet it, stabbing her mouth as powerfully as his cock was stabbing her pussy. She crushed her tits against his broad chest, thrilling to the feel of his rough shirt rubbing her throbbing nipples. Their salvias mingled in a tongue-twining embrace. Coe moved her ass so fast that a fine spray of pussy-juice was thrown from her cunt to mist their crotches. Then her pussy slammed shut around his driving cock and sucked load after load of come as they wrestled together in the hysteria of a shared climax.
As Jack fucked his sister's pussy to overflowing with jism, Jake felt a silken noose close around his cunt-piercing tongue. He grunted as a torrent of cuntjuice gushed from the gaping adolescent cunt. Betsy howled as if in torment. Her whole body tingled with the ecstasy emanating from her well eaten pussy.
The three of them, brother and sisters, gave themselves utterly to carnal delight, surrendering to the insistent tongue and the incestuous embrace of cunt around cock. Their young bodies pulsated with incomparable joy as they came in one great wave of sexual release, captive thought they were.
But deep inside, they realized their frenzied lustful delight would all too soon be replaced by a torment worse than any of them had ever known.