At that moment Nancy was wishing she and her mother were still back in Las Vegas. She had learned to love that swinging town, the celebrities, the lights. Here, there was nothing! She shook her head in disgust, not knowing Barry was watching her.
He stood behind the rail fence until it became
clear where Nancy was going. She was headed for the big barn. Ho grinned to himself and backed up quickly staying close toy the building so she wouldn't see him. He entered the side door and wound his way between the stacks of baled hay. He hurried across the open space at the center of the barn and tumbled into the straw pile which was just inside the main door.
He snuggled low in the loose straw and partially covered himself as he waited for the big door to slide back, admitting Nancy into the barn.
The wait wasn't long. The door gave a groan, then rasped along its metal track as Nancy pushed it open. She hesitated, peering into the dimly lit building. Barry watched lustfully as the sunlight behind her turned her hair into spun silk. Her skirt was puffed out around her hips and hung loosely at her thighs. It would be easy to push up he speculated. His cock tensed in his snug jeans.
Come in,. baby! he silently implored. Come in and come fuck.
As if she'd gotten his message, Nancy stepped trough the doorway, moving out of the light and into dimness.
Barrys heart thumped harder. He didn't get this excited over the girls at Madam's at least, not since the fist few times.
Barry could almost feel electricity from Nancy's vibrant young body as she moved cautiously towards the center of the barn, glancing around. When she passed directly in front of his hiding place. Barry admired the high, firm mounds of his stepsister's tits as they jutted proudly forward.
They would make a couple of great handfuls!
His prick grew larger and harder at the thought of what he was about to do. Except for the constriction of his Levi's his cock would have been straight as a post.
He waited until she reached the center of the barn, then he quickly crawled out of the straw pile without making a sound, stepped to the main door of the building, and slid it closed.
The sound startled Nancy, and she whirled about.
"Surprise!" Barry said with a grin. His Stetson was pushed onto the back of his head, and he had a straw stuck in his mouth. The front of his pants bulged with his hard cock, but Nancy didn't look there.
She smiled with relief. "Wow, you scared me!" "Aw, come on," he said soothingly as he approached her. "You were hopin' to find me here, weren't you?"
She blinked, wondering what he meant by that. But she didn't make anything of it.
"I wasn't hoping to find anybody," she said. "I was just out for a walk."
He drew closer. He was almost up to his stepsister now, a cocky grin still plastered on his youthful, pudgy face. "Kind of a funny place to be walking ain't it? A big old dark, barn like this. Anybody coulda been in here. It's a good thing it was me huh, baby?"
He boldly tweaked the tip of one of her tits. Sharp thrills blossomed from her nipple, and it
hardened against the fabric of her bra.
Nancy was shocked. "Wh-what did you do that for'!"
"Just being friendly," he said, as he continued to grin at her. "Come on whatta you say we lie down over there in the straw for a while?"
Nancy was bewildered. This couldn't be the boy she'd joked with at the breakfast table, who'd smiled at her and talked so nicely! Dismay registered on her pretty face, and she took a backward step.
Laughing lewdly, Barry grasped his stepsister by the arm, He began, dragging her toward the straw.
"No!' she cried, trying to fight him off. "What are you doing? Let me go!"
But her cries were as useless as her: struggles. Barry was strong, and be had no trouble pulling her to the straw pile and tossing her onto the soft bed.
He laughed as if it was all a game. Sometimes he played this way with tire girls at Madam's and they liked it. But Nancy was terrified.
He dropped partially atop his stepsister and drew her into a close embrace. "Now we're gonna get acquainted, baby, he said.
"Noooooo! Let me up! I'l1 scream!"
He laughed and kept hugging her As they writhed in the 1oose straw. He was a monster. Her stepbrother was going to rape her! Nancy knew she would have to scream, though she wasn't sure she could be heard outside the huge barn.
She opened her mouth wide and let out a piercing shriek. But not much of it escaped before
Barry clamped his hand over her mouth, stilling the sound.
"Hey, you're some kinda hellcat, ain't you?" he said, pressing against her as he tried to hold her mouth and control her arms and legs at the same time. Nancy felt a lump at the front of his clothes and she knew he had a hard-on. At that instant her mind's eye pictured a cock, pictured it as a thick, stiff weapon, wet and hot. God! What was she going to do?
She was in the grip of cold fright such as she'd never known 'before. Then suddenly this changed, cold giving way to heat as Barry clamped his mouth onto hers and his tongue forced its way obscenely between her teeth. At the same time, his hand glided up the front of her body to grasp a round, jutting Ut in his strong hand. He squeezed it through her blouse and bra..
Giddy sensations swamped her brain as her tit involuntarily throbbed under her stepbrother's lustful mauling. Oh, no! she thought desperately. I can't let him touch my tides! This is wrong! But she couldn't seem to do anything about it. He was lying on one of her arms, arid he held the other one down, leaving him a free hand to roam over her at will. She didn't dare kick violently, for fear her skirt would slide up.
He pulled his wet mouth off hers and panted. "Quit fightin' so blamed much! I ain't gonna kill you." He chuckled. "Baby, we could have us a real fine time if you'd just let yourself go."
Then he did something that sent shock waves
slamming through her. He abruptly dipped his hand under her skirt and slithered it up her smooth, warm thighs. It went all the way to her panties, right where the thin nylon was stretched over her cunt mound, and the shock turned into a bail of flame that threatened to consume her completely.
"Nooooo!" she exclaimed, and attempted to push his hand down. But her legs responded to a different urge, easing open as he stroked her nylon panty crotch. His darting fingers caressed her cunt-lips through the filmy cloth, and her cries of protest turned into moans of carnal excitement. Her head tolled. Hey arms went limp.
"You've got a hot little pussy." he whispered.
Nancy fought harder, slapping him across the face and trying to scratching him. But Barry slid his fingers under the elastic legband and when he touched her delicate pussy hairs and soft cunt-lips she received the strongest jolt of excitement yet. Once more, her resistance ebbed.
He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn't seem to galvanize her muscles into, action. She felt weak and loose. Yet the saline kind of tension she'd felt of late was now building in her nervous system, demanding release.
She whimpered as Barry fingered her tense clitoris, sending sharp, hot impulses racing through her. It was as if she were caught in thick, oozing quicksand, immobilizing her resistance and pulling her down.
Her stepbrother withdrew his hand from her panties, giving her momentary reprieve. However, he immediately began to unbutton her blouse.
"Don't… please don't… " she heard herself murmur. But he paid no attention and kept right on, opening her blouse completely. He pulled it out from under the waistband of her skirt.
Now it was simply a matter of twisting her supple young body and wrenching open the hooks of her bra. Nancy felt her tits surge forward in sudden freedom, and this shocked her into a new burst of resistance. She struck at him.
But when Barry pulled the slack cups off her round, quivering tits and wrapped his hands around those silken mounds, again her resistance gave way. She felt terribly degraded as his rough hands mauled her delicate tits. This was sinful. It was wrong yet the sensations that swept through her body were ones of warmth and exquisite delight! Nancy couldn't understand herself. This was like her obscene nightmares all over again, only much worse!
"Sweet baby… " Barry moaned. "Hey, you're really something.
He was punishing her tits, squeezing and twisting them. His fingertips concentrated on her thrillingly stiff pink nipples, rolling them and tugging them upward. Her stepbrother bent his head and she felt his hot mouth surround one of the tingling buds. His tongue stroked it moistly, then his lips sucked it up.
Her nipple danced in his wet, warm mouth,
buffeted by his tongue and washed by his syrupy saliva, She'd never felt such thrills! They were unbelievable!:
"Yes! Yes!" she moaned unwillingly.
Barry straightened up at last, his face flushed. Strands of light-brown hair were dangling across his forehead. He grinned.
"Now I've got something to show you," he said. Nancy seemed to see him through a- cloud as he opened the front of his Levi's, reached inside and brought out his cock., he immediately slid the foreskin back off its bulling prick-head, and she gazed at what appeared to be a thick, rosy arrow sticking out of his open fly.
"Noooo. Oooohhh, nooooooo" she said again, but now her protest was only a hoarse murmur as she stared spellbound at his big thick prick.
He carried her hand to his cock, and she wrapped her trembling fingers around the strong, handsome shaft. A drop of clear lubricant oozed out of the piss-hole and washed down over the bulbous cock-head.. She felt the throb of his hot young prick. It was an unbelievable sensation, giving her chills of wicked delight. She wanted to pet and stroke her stepbrother's cock, but at the same time something inside her sounded an alarm.
He waited to see what his stepsister would do. But he quickly drew her hand back, the sudden motion causing his cock to sway jerkily to and fro.
"If you don't want to play with it, I figure I'll have to put it to work." he said, then quickly pulled her skirt up around her waist.
He touched her belly through her shimmering pink panties, then carefully took hold of the dainty garment at both sides, gathering the filmy cloth in his hands. He tugged, and her panties began to slide down, exposing her navel, her delicately rounded tummy, then the first wisps of her blonde pussy curls. Unlike her mother, Nancy was fair-skinned, golden-haired.
Gazing down and seeing this happen watching her panties slide away somehow gave Nancy the strength she'd been lacking. It was as if she knew that if she didn't stop him now, she never would be able to.
Summoning up all her moral and physical resources, she began to fight fiercely. Barry caught only the merest glimpse of the slit which nestled amid the forest of blonde cunt curls before him, and she frantically tugged her panties up around her hips once more and struggled to her feet.
"Hey, wait!" Barry yelled in surprise. "Come back!"
But Nancy was already running across the barn towards the door. Her skirt had dropped to conceal her thighs, but her tits bobbed naked between the flapping edges of her blouse.
Barry sat where he was and sadly watched her escape. He wasn't about to use force, not real force if she didn't want to fuck. But he knew there would be another time. Her body had wanted to screw him even if her puritanical morals hadn't. And his pretty stepsister was worth waiting for.
He gripped his stiff pecker and fingered it idly as
he recalled the thrills of the last few minutes touching her juicy little cunt; fondling her firm, resilient tits; the glimpses he'd had of her nipples, her golden pussy curls, precious slit.
His cock throbbed harder in her encircling hand.
He gazed down at it and decided he might as well do what he felt like doing; otherwise he would remain hung up all dat It was no fun riding horseback with a pair of aching balls!
Barry settled back in the straw and closed his eyes. Summoning up a vision of Nancy as she'd been just moments before her tits and cunt wantonly exposed, her mouth panting hotly he began to stroke his iron-hard prick in a businesslike fasbion. As the moistly clinging foreskin worked up and down on his super-sensitive shaft, voluptuous emotions flooded his consciousness stimulating as all hell were the erotic image of the girl he'd just tried to fuck.
He visualized his stepsister totally nude, lying with her legs spread wide apart,, her little pink cunt thrillingly exposed and vulnerable. He felt himself fucking it, and his head turned light. He stroked his stiff prick rapidly;
He saw Nancy lying on her belly now, with her beautiful ass in the air as he approached her from the fear. He worked his hard cock into her tender cunt, then drilled it deep. He screwed her dog-fashion and felt her firm, rubbery butt compress and bounce against the slap of his lower belly,
Finally there was the supreme thrill of having
Nancy approach him while he lay on his back with his stiff cock soaring upward. She imprisoned the head of his cock in her warm, sucking mouth and drew on it while her tongue licked lasciviously over his hot, tinging prick-flesh.
Imagining Nancy fucking and sucking him was so exciting that he couldn't hold back any longer, and the cum fountained out of his thrusting cock as he continued to pump his encircling fingers up and down around it. Spurt after spurt of thick, milky jizz arced from the tip of his bulging red knob and landed in the straw. He groaned. His eyes rolled back behind closed lids. His whole body arched. He held his foreskin way back and the head of his prick slowly stopped twitching, expelling its final few drops of hot, creamy fuck-juice.