The group laughed unbelievingly, and this time more money was bet against Harold's success. Jennifer felt more confident of defeating him this time, too. She did not doubt that he was a champion pussy eater, but no man in the world could bring her off in thirty seconds! She almost smiled at the thought.
The bets placed, Harold released Ouida from the duty of holding Jennifer's ankles but asked Jack to continue pinning her shoulders. Then the skinny little man scrambled between. Jennifer's long, lovely legs and buried his face in her golden muff, accompanied by applause and lewd comments. Jennifer stiffened and braced herself as she felt the first delicious, wet, burning contact of tongue and clit. He used just the stiff tip of his tongue, tickling the base of her fat bump and then very slowly circling the shaft, over and over. Jennifer could see how easily he would bring her off if she lowered her guard. There was something about the sensuous slowness of his tongue that was already making her cunt cream again, even though she'd just climaxed. The circling and lashing became gradually more insistent, and she felt her clit fatten, twitch, and stiffen in miniature erection. Her clit, she knew, was like a time bomb now, set to go off any second if he applied just the right touch. Again she closed her eyes and fought inwardly to ignore the heady waves of pleasure he was giving her.
"He ain't gonna make it this time," sighed Jack. "He's too slow. She's fightin' it."
"Have faith," chuckled Ouida. "He can do it! I should know!"
"Ohhhh!" gasped Jennifer. He had taken her completely by surprise, deceiving her with his slow tonguing. Now, suddenly, his mouth and tongue seemed to be all over, flicking hotly into her anus, stuffing thickly into hex cunt, racing back again to circle her clit with dizzying speed. It was the most beautiful thing she'd ever felt, and she almost wept as she fought down her arousal – a shame, a damned shame, not to be able to enjoy a performance like this! Then his tongue was in her cunt again, probing forcefully, giving indirect stimulation to clit and labia, sucking and licking ever deeper into her. The pleasure took her breath away, and she grunted to regain it, to resist. "Uh, uh, UH!"
"Come, baby, come!" Jonathan chanted. "Let's see you come!"
Jennifer briefly opened her eyes and saw her brother staring at her as though hypnotized. The others looked the same, some licking their lips as they watched. Laura was unconsciously playing with herself, rubbing her clit with her fingers.
Harold's fat tongue gave a prodigious thrust inside her, and Jennifer wailed loudly in unexpected climax, her lovely body writhing and twisting around the delicious impalement. Again came the mocking applause, the obscene remarks, as Harold withdrew, his face smeared with her cream.
"I'll be a sonofabitch!" laughed Kip, consulting his watch. "He did it! Thirty seconds flat!"
Kip clapped him on the back, and the skinny poet modestly exclaimed, "Oh, it was nothing, my friends! Just a little talent I invented to amuse Ouida."
"I don't call, it 'nothing'!" replied Ouida, proudly wiping her lover's face with a handkerchief. "I think you're a genius!"
Jennifer watched as if in a nightmare. She was beginning to hate them all, even the gentler ones like Kip and Ouida, because despite their differences in manner, they were all alike in one respect – their complete lack of compunction in using her as an object, a mere toy in their games. They cared nothing for her humiliation and protests. She prayed that they would release her now. Then she would go so far away that she'd never see any of them again.
"Well, now what?" asked Laura, always eager for new amusements. "Should we set her up with the dog?"
Jennifer choked in horror – but was soon relieved to hear Ouida say, "Oh, hey, that's a little too much! Like going from the bush leagues to the majors all in one night! She needs a few days of training, at least. I know, Harold, why don't you use the dildo on her? How long would it take to bring her off with that?"
There was excited inquiry about the dildo, and Harold produced it to delighted cries. "An exact replica of my own cock," he announced proudly. "I will undertake to make her come in one minute with this little toy."
Like hell you will, thought Jennifer. His fingers and tongue had been one thing, real human contact and difficult to withstand, but she surely could not be aroused by an artificial penis! The very idea of having the thing inside her was disgusting, but it would be worth it to beat Harold at his vile game.
She saw everyone squatting and kneeling around her to get a good view of the action, and she closed her eyes to spare herself as much humiliation as she could. Hands grasped her legs and spread them widely apart, and other hands slipped pillows under her ass so that her hips were raised and her slit exposed to everyone's view. Harold petted her pussy while Kip adjusted his watch. Jennifer heard excited breathing and a few titters and giggles. She blushed but held herself stiff and unyielding.
"Go!" cried Kip.
"Ooooo!" Jennifer hated herself for that cry. She experienced a delicious sense of cool penetration as Harold slipped the dildo into her cunt. She hadn't expected that. She flushed hotly as the poet inched the thing steadily deeper, the rubber tugging at her labia and clit as it advanced. Dear God, it was heavenly! She had wild visions of getting the little toy to herself, playing with it, giving herself endless strings of orgasms – it would be easy. But then she heard the others making crude remarks and came back to her senses.
"She sure does have a little cunt," remarked Jack. "You sure that thing ain't too big for her?"
"Oh, don't be silly, honey," said Bonnie. "She took Kip's cock and yours, and they're bigger than that!"
"No trouble," Harold assured them. "It's going in very easily."
"Because she's creaming," sneered Laura. "You can see it on the thing. She wouldn't admit it in a million years, of course, but she likes it."
It was true that Jennifer had creamed abundantly all around the dildo as it finally touched her womb. She couldn't help it. It was so much like getting a good fuck, she just responded instinctively. Now, however, she tried to fortify herself against any tricks Harold might pull. She was prepared for a sudden speeding up which might take her off guard. The others watched breathlessly now as Harold slowly drew the dildo out, glistening with her juices, till only the tip remained inside her. Then, as he eased it into her again, he rubbed the shaft all along her swollen clit and puffed labia. Jennifer moaned. God, why did he have to do that? Why did he have to know that was just where she needed friction?
Harold understood her moan. He continued to work the little rubber penis in and out of her cunt, faster, rubbing deliciously over her swollen, aroused parts. Jennifer moaned steadily and began to work her hips. Oh, hell, she didn't care now, she just had to come! The others were beginning to clap rhythmically to her hip movements, but it didn't matter anymore. Then she gave a piercing shriek and came, humping furiously around the dildo's deep impalement of her creaming cunt.
"Hey," laughed Kip. "That worked too well! You got her in only forty-eight seconds!"
Everyone laughed, and Harold remarked, "I got carried away, I'm afraid. I meant to make it one minute, but she responded to it so beautifully! Ah, well…"
"One more show!" Laura cried, clapping her hands. "One more performance by the little lady before we get back to our group activities! Let's see her get it from her brother!"
There was wild enthusiasm for this idea, and in the height of it, Jennifer was able to wrench loose from the hands that held her and race for the door.
She didn't care if she had to swim naked to the hotel – this was one thing she would not tolerate! To have a crowd of leering, grinning people watching while she was fucked by her own brother! She had almost reached the door when Jonathan caught her around the waist. Others rushed up to help, and she was dragged to the center of the room.
"Oh, no, please!" she sobbed. "Anything but this! How can you do this? He's my brother, for God's sake!"
"Precisely the point, my dear," cooed Harold, who was standing by, rubbing his hands together. "It's the most exciting thing we've ever devised, in my opinion. I'm extraordinarily titillated by the thought of watching twins fuck. Especially you two – you're so uncannily alike, all blond and golden and slim. It should be lovely."
"Come on, get on with it!" Laura urged. Her eyes were bright with excitement and she was rubbing her own clit steadily. "This I gotta see!"
"Oh, NO!" wailed Jennifer. "You're depraved, all of you! You're insane!" This was greeted only with laugher, and then she felt herself lifted off the carpet. Jack, behind her, held her under the arms, while Kip and Laura each took a leg. They held her several feet in the air and spread-eagled her, and ten Jonathan stepped between her legs. His enormous cock was stiffer than she'd ever seen it, the foreskin forced back from the grossly fat, purple bead which steadily dripped the juices of his arousal. It was an awesome sight, and the women gasped while the men whistled.
"Christ!" cried Laura. "My mouth is wateing! You just be sure to give me some of that later!"
"You think you can get it in?" Kip asked. "It looks pretty big for a little cunt like hers."
"I'll manage," grinned Jonathan. He stepped closer and rested the oozing glans of his thick penis at the tiny mouth of her cunt.
"No, Jonathan, please!" Jennifer wept. "Not in front of all these people!" She tried to twist away from the threatened impalement, but she was held fast by Jack, Kip, and Laura.
"Go!" Laura breathed. "Stick it in!"
There was dead silence as Jonathan held his swollen cock and eased the tip into Jennifer's small cunt, perhaps only an inch before he stopped to let the others have a look.
"Gee, you're really stretching her!" gasped Bonnie. "It's so exciting! Push it in farther!"
"Ooooo!" Jennifer mewed like a kitten as Jonathan sank his huge, thick shaft deeper into her. She cried not out of pleasure but from the effort to clench her cunt tight and prevent his penetration. Unfortunately, this only excited Jonathan more, and he began to push harder.
"Aw, shit!" he whined. "She's so tight! Christ, it's great!"
He rammed her hard, and everyone gasped, then clapped, as his enormous prick sank in all the way to his golden-furred, swollen balls. Jonathan gave a loud sigh, then began to hump her steadily, forcefully, while the others set up a rhythmical clapping in time to his strokes. His cock was so thick that it forced the juices from her cunt to splatter on his belly, and the sound was loud and lewd. Jennifer had a nightmarish feeling again as she looked around and saw eyes focused, as if hypnotized, on her brother's slamming cock as it invaded and stretched her tight cunt. Only Jonathan met her eyes. Towering over her, he flashed her a look of lust and triumph. He appeared so much the grinning, leering conqueror, that she had to close her eyes. There was nothing to attend to now but the powerful stuffing and unstuffing of her cunt; the others held her perfectly still for his assault, so that she took the full force of every thrust right up to her womb.
"Oh, go, man, go!" Jack panted. "Slam it in there!"
"Beautiful!" sighed Harold, who was pumping his own cock in his fist. "The most beautiful fuck I've ever seen!"
"Fuck her harder!" cried Laura. "I wanta hear her squeal! Make her yell for it!"
Jennifer knew dizzily that Laura would soon get her wish. No one could fuck her like her brother, no one could give her such wild pleasure. Now, as he speeded his strokes, she was lost. His power, his enormous cock, were sooo much for her; dear God, she was only human, she couldn't keep her body from responding joyfully to the marvelous fucking she was getting! She felt the first hot stings of orgasm deep in her stuffed cunt, and she clenched her teeth to keep from wailing her pleasure.
Laura spotted her deception. "Come on, you little bitch!" the actress shouted. "Scream! Howl! We can see he's making you come! Show it, damn you!"
Jennifer only clenched her teeth harder. Tit orgasm was blinding, radiating out from her cunt in shock waves, beginning to shake her body. She opened her eyes wide in delirious pleasure, saw her handsome brother sweating over her, his face grim with lust now, and felt his beautiful, big cock slam her womb. Insane words reached her lips.
"Oh, Jonathan! Lover!" she sobbed loudly.
"Nobody fucks like you! So good, so damned good! I'm coming, I can't stop coming! Ah, ah, AHHH, AHHHH!"
Just before she closed her eyes in her final spasms, Jonathan grinned triumphantly, lewdly, at her, and she felt his seed flooding and burning into her womb. Then she heard other shouts of triumph as he hammered her till he was drained of come. She wept as his limp penis slipped from her cunt, as hands lowered her to the carpet. She would never forget the conquering look on his face, those mocking shouts, as long as she lived – but with any luck, she'd never see these people again. She sprang to her feet and went in search of her clothes.
"I hope you're all satisfied now!" she shouted as she dressed. "I hope to God you've had enough! I'm leaving this time, and you'll have to kill me to stop me!"
"Oh, we needn't go that far, darling," cooed Laura. "We saw everything we needed to see. It must be wonderful to have a brother like yours, who can give you everything you need. And I mean everything!"
Jennifer didn't bother to reply. She was dressed now and on her way. She felt, like weeping as she paused beside her brother for, one last, look. She had hoped to love and admire him. But now, as he lolled on the carpet and gave her a lazy grin, she saw nothing in him that was good.
"Good-bye, Jonathan," she said softly.
"It might have been good, Jennifer," he smiled. "Very good. You're sure you won't reconsider?"
"Never!"
He sighed. "You're hopeless."
"In my opinion, Jonathan, you're the hopeless one!"
He did not reply, only glared at her with a mocking, ugly expression that was close to hate. That was the way she saw him last.