It has been argued among knowledgeable people that if attractiveness for mate selections is determined by similarity of attitudes, values, needs, and background, the heterosexual choice from within the family is the most natural and understandable ... except that custom and law forbid it.
Why this is forbidden is a question still hotly debated by anthropologists. Present-day science seeks to justify continuation of the prohibition against incest on biological and genetic grounds. Inbreeding brings recessive genes to the fore, they argue, and since these are largely maladaptive, thoroughly inbred groups show a tendency toward decadence. However, this process of deterioration admittedly stretches over many generations and presupposes continuance of the inbreeding process.
In Jackson Robard's third and last book of this three-part series, A Girl's Best Friend, the first being, the Bonnie and Clyde Syndrome, Rear Window Series the forbidden act of incest plays an important role in the lives of the Martin family, as well as in the final escapade of the nefarious Ronnie Garrett and Susan Carter, and is not apt, we, the publishers feel, to be a reading experience quickly forgotten.
We also feel it pertinent, however, to remind our readers that the horror of incest is a relatively recent development in human psychology and ethics. The ancient dynasties of Egypt and Peru practiced incest. Incest was indulged in by all of the archaic gods. The authors of the Book of Genesis must have accepted the idea as the sole means of explaining Adam's and Eve's descendents. The horror, then, of incest, which we all feel or pretend to feel, is indeed an acquired feeling. Since every race has adopted stern legal measures to prevent incest, it can only be because a desire for the act is one of the cravings which mankind is constantly struggling against.
Incest has been woven into the pattern of civilization since our earliest Hebrew records, and it will doubtless continue so long as man wrestles with the inner animal which appears to dominate him in many situations. However, as one reviews the progress of civilization and is able to contemplate the countless billions of genes and chromosomes which go into our rather dubious makeup, he is faced with the wonder that we are actually civilized at all. We are fortunate to possess, in spite of all else, a great capacity for love and tenderness and kindness and compassion, and as long as these emotions exist, the absolute fall of mankind may yet be avoided.
We, the publishers, are pleased to present this enlightening work of fiction by Mr. Robard. We sincerely believe that the more light shed upon a murky subject, the brighter the chances of helping relieve the tensions of ignorance causing it.
-The Publishers
CHAPTER I
The desert heat wasn't exactly his cup of tea. He'd showered twice in the past two hours and wore only his shorts around the motel room; even the air-conditioner seemed to do little toward relieving the intense effects of that one-hundred-and-eighteen degree furnace outside. The mere thought of it, though standing directly in front of the artificial cooling draft, was enough to cause his sweat glands to work overtime. Besides, he was dead-tired, having slept no more than four out of the last thirty-six hours, since he'd received word that they were close to apprehending them. He could never sleep on planes nor trains; he guessed that he was just a small town schoolteacher all right, certainly, no more than that. But being there, if, or when, she needed him, it seemed, was the least he could do after seven years ... hell, he didn't hate her; maybe he should, but he didn't.
He was a tall man, well constructed physically, with good shoulders and a tapered torso to a lean waist. He had a broad, amiable face, fringed with heavy, pork-chop shaped sideburns, sound teeth, dark eyes and hair, was twenty-seven ... and was still navigating in a state of semi-shock. It had been that way for over two weeks, since she'd ran off with the Garrett kid, the severity of the jolt lessening only at intervals ... little chasms of time that Barbara had filled to his unexpected delight ... but Barbara was back in Ban iff, and there he was in Phoenix.
He glanced at his watch: six thirty-five, P.M., He knew he should go to dinner, but he had no appetite. In an hour and a half, he had an appointment with Neil Case, an FBI agent from Los Angeles. Interstate violations had brought the feds into the picture; something could break at any moment. The police department, sheriffs office, all of them had said the same thing ... it was only a matter of time now. Slowly, but definitely, they were hemming them in ... outflanking them ... Christ, it was like a command post scene from some vintage war-movie, watching them stick pins into maps and listening to them while they drew their cordon tighter.
He'd sat staring numbly into Sheriff Burgess's beefy face. The huge man had chewed on the end of a soggy cigar stub and said: "We've got 'em now, Carter. They're inside this perimeter somewhere ... got to be ... and that stolen Caddy'll show 'em sooner or later. Patience ... that's the lawman's virtue, and you'll have to work at it now. We'll get 'em. Just keep your cool, boy ... keep your cool, eh?"
He hadn't answered the big man. The nauseous feeling that they were discussing the entrapment of his wife and the kid like they were a couple of wild animals knotted his entrails. Then an officer had entered the room with some sort of report that commanded the Sheriffs attention. Frank was thankful; his throat felt as if a baseball had been shoved down into it. He couldn't, in God's name, think of Susan as being a criminal ... a murderer! Whoever had killed that Deputy Sheriff, he was positive Susan could not have played a part in it! When they caught them, it'd all come out ... the truth, then they'd know, too! And that's why he'd come ... she was going to need him ... it was the least he could do...!
"Look, Carter, you want to stay around, that's fine," Burgess had said. "I've got some other matters to attend to. You can wait out in the main room and watch the teletype. I've set you up an appointment with Neil Case the moment he gets in from L.A., Why don't you just go out and hang around...? "
"I'll be at my motel," Frank had replied, gaining his feet. "If ... if there's any news, please let me know ... if you will, Sheriff. . . ?
"Sure ... sure, Carter. We'll be in touch the minute we have something. Know how you feel ... fuckin' wife desertin' you like that for a mad dog kid," the big man said, leaning back in his chair. "But don't worry. We're on their asses now. Killin' Jake Stacy was the saddest mistake they ever made..."
. . . Frank Carter shook his head disconcertedly and walked to the dresser, pouring himself a splash of bourbon over ice. He hadn't seen the body of course, only heard the heinous details. The Deputy Sheriff, Jake Stacy, had been castrated, his prick hacked off, then he'd been roasted on a spit-like arrangement over a black-smithing forge in his own barn in Sweetree, a small curve in the road some fifty miles southwest of Phoenix. He'd owned a motel there and Susan, with Ronnie Garrett, had supposedly checked into it on the day of the murder. They were still looking for Stacy's young Indian wife who had disappeared along with his Mexican handyman.
Christ, Frank simply couldn't bring himself to believe that Susan could ever have a hand in such a diabolical crime...!
But the law obviously felt different; it'd been a cut-and-dried conclusion with Sheriff Burgess and all of the other authorities he had talked to. Again, he shook his head in fatigued bewilderment ... his own lovely twenty-five year old wife, running away with a sixteen year old boy ... a bad boy, maybe ... he'd had him as a student and knew well the nature of his contemptuous and belligerent temperament, but he couldn't justify him in his mind as a murderer, let alone his beautiful Susan...
Yet, they'd hewed one hell of a vicious swath right across the country the past two nightmarish weeks, hadn't they? A dozen or more robberies, including a pharmacy's narcotic supply, several car thefts and a host of cracked skulls, not mentioning the obscene sexual attacks on both female and male victims ... still, there'd been nothing as final as murder ... until Jake Stacy ... and that just didn't make sense!
So, in the whole ugly episode, what the hell did add up? Wait ... yes, one magnificent thing had come out of all the horror! Barbara Dexter ... his sweet little Barbara.. . Christ, he couldn't imagine what he might've resorted to had she not stepped into his life when she had ... the force of the blow had been damned near more than he could take. God, how he Wished she was right there with him at that moment.. .
He sighed heavily and tossed down the bourbon, then made a wry expression. It burned raw in his mouth, throat and guts; he'd never been much good at drinking either, he thought, walking to the bed and flopping down onto it, stretching out and lacing his fingers behind his head. And on second thought, just what the hell was he good at? Certainly, he'd been a failure as a husband, but damn, he'd had no idea ... and even now, after tormenting himself with two solid weeks of reliving those years, he doubted that he'd do anything different, if he had it to do over. . .
Seven years ... a long time to be married to a girl who never loved you ... and a girl whom you stopped loving more than half of those years ago, he thought for the millionth time. How does a man get to be such a damned fool? Why? Because he'd loved her in the beginning, when they first met in college and started going together? She'd cared nothing for him even then, and he'd known it ... but she was the doll of the campus, and he the duff ... he'd wanted her ... she offered the prestige a humble orphaned introvert needed, so he'd sacrificed his pride before her altar. Christ, what a fool he'd been! Even then, she'd been sleeping around, but never with him ... and had even claimed to be a virgin on their wedding night, the first of an extended series of sexual fiascos...
Thinking back on it, Frank realized that in the couple of thousand times that he'd fucked her, he'd never once brought her to orgasm, nor had she ever gotten enough ... and he doubted now that she ever would. Once, he'd suggested they talk to a marriage counselor together, or a psychiatrist, or a gynecologist if necessary and she'd laughed in his face.
"Listen, Frank Carter, there's nothing wrong with me that a good man couldn't cure in one night!" she'd spat at him. "But you wouldn't know anything about that...! "
Her bitingly contemptuous words still rang in his ears all these years later, and he could still see the expression of scorn twisting her lovely face; he supposed, in fact, that had been the beginning of the end for them.
Thank God there'd been no children to that point, and he'd seen to it that there'd be none from then on ... at least, any of his; he had quietly had a vasectomy, plunged into his work and made a stab at politics, and although none of these things was the answer to their problems, for awhile it had seemed that their relationship improved, at least, to the tolerable state, occasionally highlighted by abortive attempts at sex, while he continued to increase their security position-wise and establish them among the stalwart citizenry of the community.
Then, he had noticed Barbara ... not that she ever made the slightest difference in his and Susan's marriage; he would have stumbled through with that ill-made liaison to the grave, but Barbara had, in simply existing, brought a glowing light to his dismal world. She was Curtis Peminger, high school principal's, new secretary, a petite, long-haired brunette with a cute, impish face, dancing charcoal eyes, smug pointed breasts, and magnificent legs given specifically toward the design of the sexy, mini style ... and above all, she obviously felt excited in his presence. He had guessed her to be in her early twenties; she was twenty-two, never married and on her own. She had an apartment on the west-side of town and once, over lunch in the cafeteria, had told him that her number was in the book.
He couldn't remember now how they had ever gotten onto that subject, for as much as she came to mean to him in his daily subsistence, there had never been more between them than a smile, a near meaningful glance, or at most a Coke in the cafeteria. He was indelibly married, probably the Third Ward's next Alderman, in line for promotion and wage increase, and the recipient of Curtis Peminger's sought after social friendship; he and Susan had been invited to be the Peminger guests at the country club the coming Saturday...
Frank remembered that day vividly; it'd been the last evening he'd spent with Susan ... just two weeks past. . . She hadn't been herself, nor had he; Barbara was on his mind, and the mere realization of that had angered him. Immediately, he'd resorted to monetary things ... his pay boost and promotion, his political gains, Peminger's invitation to the country club, while in truth he'd been trying to camouflage his guilt of Barbara in his thoughts, and at that point he'd been hardly aware of Susan's attitude. Then, he'd drunk too many martinis, hadn't eaten, and it had been a long time before he'd actually caught the disdainful expression in her eyes. Now, as he remembered ... and again, for the millionth time ... he'd raped her! Slapped her; then raped her...!
Christ! He didn't want to think of that sickening affair! It was over, behind him ... like
Susan, herself, once this nightmare came to an end! He didn't hate her ... but neither was there anything alive inside him for her except pity ... and she deserved that, at least ... that's why he was there!
Why else, in Christ's name? Only pity ... or ... or ... Yes, it was pity! ... But are you sure, Mr. Carter. . . ? Are you certain it isn't because you want to see the expression on her face when she begs for mercy? When she pleads with you to help her! Kneeling at your feet, holding tightly to your legs and begging with tears streaming down her cheeks...?
"Fuck!" Frank spat, leaping to his feet and going to the bureau where the bottle sat. "The bitch! The bitch! She never even left me a note! Goddamn her! After seven years ... not even a note! The cunt! The filthy, demented cunt! I'll see her crawl! I'll see her crawl...! "
Viciously, he grasped the bottle and tilted it to his lips, closing his eyes as he gulped three fast slugs. Immediately, he was afire internally, and he went back to the bed.
"Damn you, Carter!" he gasped. "Your ego will kill you! It will...! How many years has it been since you loved her? Three ... four ... more? Or, did you ever?"
He rolled onto his face, burying it, then, onto his back again, remembering how it had been on the third night after she'd gone. Already, the TV, the radio, the newspapers, had established Ronnie and Sue. Christ, he almost believed that there were those who were thinking of them as a Robin-Hoodish Bonnie and Clyde ... and of course, now he knew that he was right. They had actually accumulated fans! His phone rang continuously ... young voices, hags, drunks, all wishing them well ... Shit, he thought he'd lost his mind! And then there were the authorities, the press, and above all.. . Perry Garrett, the eminent lawyer, Ronnie's father screaming that Susan had kidnapped him. Was it any god-damned wonder that he'd stayed half-drunk...?
* * *
He'd drained his glass, arose, and went into the kitchen to pour himself another. What the hell difference did it make anymore? He was dead in Baniff ... not that it mattered really, only the muck and slime she'd thrown into his face to wipe and lick away! He could never forget that ... not really he couldn't ... not really. When he was sober, he knew. Shit, he never wanted to be sober again ... never wanted to face reality again!
Hrs fingers felt numb when he picked up the bottle. Fuck, he wasn't a drinker ... as a matter-of-fact, he wasn't much of anything! The booze burned going down. He grinned stupidly to himself. The absolutely perfect schoolteacher and unhappy husband! You dumb bastard, Carter! When Barbara smiles, you ignore it! When she makes special efforts to display her wares, you ignore that too! She's Peminger's secretary ... a charming girl ... and all those feelings you have inside you for her have to be suppressed! You're a married man, Mr. Carter! Ignore this magnificent girl who...!
Who what?
He didn't know ... not for sure, he didn't ... but her number was in the book ... if he could find it...!
"Hello...? "
"Hello," he said, surprised at the unthickness of his own voice.
"Wh-Who is this...? "
"Whom did you expect?"
"I-I wasn't expecting anyone. Who-who is this...? "
"Frank ... Frank Carter."
"I-I thought it was by your voice, Frank ... but I didn't want to say so..." she said softly. "I've been waiting for you to call..."
"You have...? Why?"
"I-I've been listening to the radio and TV ... Are you all right?"
"A-All right. . . ? Hell, yes ... I'm all right," he replied, without even realizing what he was saying. "I-I'm fine ... no ... no, I'm not! No ... Oh Christ, Barbara ... listen...!
"No, you listen! I'm coming over there! I know where you live ... and you've been drinking...!
"I'm fine! You hear! I'm fine...!
"I know," she said persuasively. "I know, Frank ... but I'm coming over there. Please don't drink anymore, and wait for me. I promise ... Darling, you won't be sorry...! "
He was drunk all right, but her words clicked beautifully into place in his mind. He said: "You're beautiful!" He couldn't seem to help himself. "I think I love you! Hurry ... for Christ sake, hurry, Baby...! "
The phone clicked and she was there. That's the way it seemed in his sodden mind. He'd no more than hung up and carried his drink back to the couch when she walked in ... rang first, then, walked in.
"I didn't want to make you get up," she said with a wild little smile, tossing her sweater that she wore over her shoulders onto a chair. She moved into the center of the room before him, those black discerning eyes peeling his very soul. She wore her inevitable mini-skirt with a white gauzy blouse; he could see her slip and the outline of her nipples embossing the sheer material of a flimsy bra. She was a child! A virgin, too! He'd stake his life on it!
He felt like a satyr! He was going to fuck her silly and she knew it ... wanted it! He was going to take her virginity and she wanted to give it to him!
"Do you want to talk?" she asked him.
He stared up at her. "I want to fuck!"
He was drunk, all right, but he thought he detected the tremor that rippled over her. She never faltered, except that those elfish eyes began to twinkle for him.
"I thought as much," she whispered softly. "That's why I came, Frank ... I want it, as much as you..."
Her words were equivalent to those of a goddess. They raced through him wildly and he had all he could do to keep from clutching at her. He knew he was drunk, unable to stand levelly on his feet, but he couldn't remember when he'd felt so filled with happiness.
"C-Come down here," he said. "I'm manipulating slowly at the moment. . . "
She laughed warmly and dropped down beside him, half-facing him, her one tiny hand resting on his chest. Her frolicking eyes searched his face.
"You're a nymph," he said, slipping his arms around her and drawing her gently to him, "I suppose I mean sprite..."
"I know what you mean, Frank," she managed, chokingly.
"You-you know that I'm going to make love to you ... fuck you ... do you know that?" he heard himself ask, again feeling the tremor ripple her whole lovely little body in his arms.
"Do you...? "Y-Yes..."
"Do you want me to?" he put to her.
"D-Do you want to, Frank?" she answered, half swallowing the question.
Then ... he kissed her! It was the first time. He moved his face forward and she raised her lips to receive him. He found them open ... tender ... sweet, like honey, sucking at his own ... filled with a warmth he'd never known! Their softness plushed against his aggressive ones like ripe, delicate fruit, while her sweet-tasting mouth accepted his tongue's explorations with retaliations of her own ... licking at the underside of his upper lip for instance, and driving his cock into a hardness he'd almost forgotten he possessed. He smoothed his hands over the material satinyness of her back, almost to the youthful smoothness of her buttocks, but not quite, while she clung to him with both arms locked around his neck as if he were some kind of god ... instead of what he was!
Then ... he found her breasts and her breath caught in her throat.
"Y-You don't have to do this, Barb," he said before he'd even realized that he'd said it. "Listen, Darling ... you don't have to..."
"I want to! Dammit! Don't you see? I want to!" she had gasped at him, actually spitting into his face, she was so close and held him that tightly. "What do you think I am? Some kind of statue ... or just a secretary...? "
"I-I-I know what you are, you little devil," he'd gasped. "Devil? Bitch!" he added purposely. "You want to get fucked! You want my cock in your cunt!"
She trembled excitedly in his arms at the lewdness of the words, clinging to him with passion as he dropped his hand slowly and ran it along her leg upward from her knee, ever-moving over toward the inner part of her legs as she slowly spread them for him.
"Y-Yes ... I want that, Frank darling ... I want that!" she rasped.
"What? Tell me what? Hurry..."
"Y-You ... your ... thing..."
"No! What is it?"
"Y-Your ... your cock ... I want it, Darling ... oh, I want it so much! I want your cock in my cunt! I do ... I do...! Please ... do beautiful things to me, my lover?"
How beautiful they were, he'd never know ... but he'd undressed her, then gaped at her in wonder as if she were a child of paradise! Christ, he'd never even imagined this type of feminine loveliness ... soft, yet firm little breasts with dark, berry-like nipples ... breasts that seemed yet to come to maturity ... and skin like sable in its white smoothness, a waist that he could easily span with both hands ... then, the erotic loveliness of her belly and childish, silken, dark hair-covered mound ... a thatch of gossamerish, curly hair he would never have imagined shadowing those small, fleshy, tender lips with the thin pink slit separating them ... and thighs so full, soft and heavenly that he wondered if he could ever violate them.
"My God! He gasped, drawing her to him in her nakedness, "You're too luscious to bite into."
"I-I'm a virgin for you, Darling!" she whispered hotly.
"I know! For Christ's sake, I know!" he'd gasped back at her. "You ought to be in a cocoon, hanging from a limb somewhere!"
She laughed nervously ... and then he felt her hand moving down his belly toward his loins. Christ, she was naked and lovely and spiraling him right out of his goddamned mind and not stopping...!
"Look ... look, Barb!" he'd tried, then she had laid her soft little hand on his cock, and he groaned: "Ughhhhhhhh.. . . "
"I want to see it, Darling. I want to see all of you just as you've seen me. I-I want you to make love to me and forget everything else in the world ... Do you hear?"
"Y-Yes ... yes, Baby, I hear!"
"Then ... help me undress you..."
He had. In fact, he'd done it for her, standing and shedding his clothing in seconds, until he stood completely naked before her, his prick jutting out from his loins almost on a level with her face.
Nakedly, she stared at it, those lovely provocative eyes seemingly engrossed as she laid both open hands on her thighs and then began to move her fingers almost hungrily.
She was awed and he knew it. She hadn't expected anything like this; yet she could hardly restrain her desire to touch and hold it. He spoke and she never looked up at him; it was as if her eyes were riveted.
"It ... it's really loving, Darling," he heard himself tell her. "It won't hurt you; it'll bring you love and joy..."
"I'm not afraid!" she answered him, surprisingly. ". . . Only a little shocked that it would be that big ... and beautiful, I guess ... I ... I just want to look at it for a moment, Darling ... You see, I've read all these books ... so many ... on how to suck it and love it ... and it kind of surprised me...! "
He had come down onto her then, startling her, wedging himself between her legs before she'd been aware of what was happening. And then they were looking at one another: he raised above her loins, and she staring almost blankly down at him.
"Wh-What're you going to do?" Barbara finally got the words out.
Frank smiled confidently. He said: "Lick your pussy ... I'm going to lick it and suck it ... maybe for an hour before I fuck it and take your virginity, my pet ... maybe even longer! I'm going to know every little part of you ... your pussy, your thighs, your buttocks, your ass-hole ... oh yes, your ass-hole! Every little part of you..."
"Oh God! Oh God! Yes! Yes, Darling! Yes...! " Barbara had gasped, trembling as if she'd been overwhelmed with convulsive little chills, yet, wrapping her luscious legs and thighs around Frank Carter's neck...
* * *
There was no way he could have known his Barbara's erotic exultation at that moment had she not told him later, while she lay in his arms exchanging little delightful whispers of love and passion...
She had truly been so frightened, yet at the same time, her excitement was almost unbearable, for in her heart she realized that this was the man she had been saving herself for, and her elation at being able to offer her chaste body to him at that precise moment when he needed her so badly was the ultimate pinnacle of love. Her mind was glazed in the rapture of their caressing embraces, and intoxicated with the forbidden lewdness of their positions ... she lying there naked on her back with her thighs spread and her darling wedged between them, his handsome face hovering just above her moist, excited loins...
Suddenly, she felt his large flat palms warmly pressing against the softness of her inner thighs, gently spreading them wider apart, and her breath caught in her throat as she waited with mounting desire for what would happen next...!
"Oooohhhhh she sighed, lurching as his hot damp lips closed over the soft mound at the base of her belly. Then, she sensed wet, tantalizing kisses being lavished on the naked hair-lined slit of her pussy, his tongue abruptly flickering at the snug, gently palpitating opening. Every muscle in her body tautened at the maddeningly pleasurable licking of her still tightly closed cunt-lips, while uncontrollable moans of ecstasy arose in her throat.
M-My God...! In her most secret dreams, she had never imagined such bliss! She'd read and heard of such obscene acts between people in love ... and the mere mental picture of their licentious performance had invariably stimulated her masturbatory releases ... but her most salacious conceptions had hardly equaled the enchantment of reality! It.. . it was beyond ecstasy!
Ooohhhh ... she was in heaven ... she couldn't keep her small soft hands from moving down over her sensually throbbing breasts, the smoothness of her stomach and coming to rest on either side of her flushed cunt-lips. She could hear his heavy breathing, feel his hot breaths against her silken pubic hair, and the graze of his bewhiskered cheeks against her sensitive thighs. She had to open the tiny mouth throbbing so excitedly down between her legs to him! Slowly, deliberately, she spread the fleshy, hair-lined flanges of her vaginal split apart, her hands brushing the sideburns on his cheeks as he lowered his face deeper into the open vee of her loins and drew his hot, moist tongue up through the sensitive pink flesh of her now open flowering cunt!
Frank heard her moan and gasp as she twitched beneath him. He felt the movement of her lovely head tossing back and forth as his spearing tongue shot out again, its smooth flicking tip circling her quivering, erect clitoris. He sucked, drawing the warm soft folds of inner petals into the hot cavern of his mouth, while his tongue maintained its moral-shattering licking against the tiny shaft of the nerve plexus between her legs...
Barbara was losing all conception of time and space. How long his forbidden lovemaking continued, she couldn't remotely imagine ... a minute ... an hour ... an eternity! All she could possibly comprehend was its unmatched ecstasy as his tongue finally penetrated her tight, moist vagina, surging deep through the tiny hole in her maidenhead, then returning to taunt her urethra ... surging deep again . . , and withdrawing to lave beautifully over her clitoris.
Once, she groaned huskily from the depths of her throat while the hot, probing tip worked its way up and down the length of her narrow, tingling slit, starting at the lower belly and slithering its way down ... down over the clasping mouth of her vagina and deep into the crevice of her uncontrollably flexing buttocks. She felt his big hands move to the backs of her knees that were splayed out wide and arched on either side of him; he lifted and pressed them back up over her body so that her kneecaps touched her small pointed breasts, exposing the whole flat plain of her enticing sexual genitals to his eager mouth.
"Oooohhhh ... Darling ... Lover..., " she whined lewdly as he flicked his tongue against the tight, puckered little ring of her anal opening, and she reveled in the erotic sensations it gave her. Oh God, she'd never known that such wanton, lascivious delight was possible!
She whispered and whined beneath the magical enchantment of his voracious sucking and licking of her genitals. She felt as if she were floating on an exalted level! And then he was drawing her clitoris up to a new rigid state, using lips and teeth and a liquid tongue. Her naked loins were a whirlpool of rapture! She loved him ... God, how she loved him! Oh yes ... yes ... yes!
Frank moved up over her, tonguing her navel, leaving a wet, hot trail as he inched up her soft, trembling body, at last finding the nipple of her right breast ... and the other ... sucking and raising wanton gasps of additional pleasure from deep in her chest. He kissed her then, while simultaneously, he forced her smooth white thighs wider and wider apart.
She clung to him, returning his kisses and sucking at the tongue that had brought her unimaginable pleasure, tasting her own cuntal secretions there and gasping hotly with the licentious delight and obscene thought of it. Abruptly, she felt the brushing of his long hard prick against her thigh and immediately reached down for it. He raised up above her to give her access and she clutched its heavy solid thickness, her breathing catching in her throat at the feel of the hot, massive rod of flesh she encircled with both tiny hands, her fingers barely going around it.
"Oh ... oh Frank . ... my God ... it's so big...! Can ... can I ... will it fit. . . ?"
Her lovely, frightened face swam before his drunken gaze. "You ... you want it?"
"Y-Yes ... oh yes, Darling! Y-You know I do...! I want it so badly...!"
Her excited words of encouragement were libidinous music to his lust-filled senses. How long had it been since he'd heard anything to equal them? Christ! He bent down and kissed her once more while she clung hungrily to his throbbing cock with both hands, guiding its bulbous, blood-engorged head instinctively ... moving it up and down to part the soft dark pubic hair, spreading open the small palpitating lips of her cunt, until the tiny virginal mouth of her quivering vagina gaped open before it; she let free of it then, holding her breath in obvious cringing desire as the blunt, mushroomed tip pressed against her little crotch hole ... coughing suddenly with the shock of the first stretching pangs from the unexpected pressure.
"Ooohhh Goddd!" she groaned in confused anguish, mechanically resisting as the torment seemed to increase. "Oooohhhhhhhh God al-mightyyyyy!"
CHAPTER 2
Perhaps, it had been the liquor; Frank wasn't sure now as he remembered, but in his emotion-taxed, mentally tormented state, he had sensed a charge of sadistic pleasure churn in his belly and loins at her soulful protest, and with a wicked grin stretching his lips, he had begun to pressure the brutally hardened head of his prick harder and harder against the thin membrane guarding the tiny mouth of her virginal cunt, raising another, more agonized groan from somewhere deep in her slender white throat.
"Auuggghhhhhhhhhh! Oh ... oh, my God...! Darling ... it hurts! It hurts terribly!"
Frank had grinned openly, unable to hold it back, her torturous pleas filling him with a strange barbaric delight.
"Ooohhhhhhh h," she whimpered and squirmed almost frantically as the huge hardened head of his cock continued to press relentlessly against the snug, elasticized orifice between her widespread thighs, and then its smooth rubbery tip wormed inside her with a wet popping sound, sending a piercing, rending pain to sear through her pelvis as might a cauterizing iron and she shrieked once at the top of her lungs!
Oh, God help me, she thought, her head swooning momentarily! Her thighs were splitting apart from the unceasing stretching of the small moist hole between her open legs ... but somewhere in the back of her mind she realized that she was no longer a virgin ... and she had to be bleeding profusely ... he had torn her badly! Dear Lord, he was too big! Impossible! It was going to burst her open...!
Frank couldn't resist the vicious excitement her wailing cries had raised in him! She was Susan ... and he was repaying her for her lies, her cheating and all of the mental agony she had caused him, finding his revenge in the near-unbearable, slow and relentless penetration of her cunt, and time and again he flexed his hips to sink an inch or fraction thereof into her; until at last, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
He had to fuck her all the way ... and now! He plunged into her with every ounce of strength he could muster, dropping his heavy weight onto her, crushing her firm young breasts beneath his broad chest, thrusting his hips simultaneously, sending his long thick cock racing into her pain-filled, but, lubriciously stimulated cunt with brutal, mangling force and shocking the soft tender walls of warm, pink vaginal flesh in rippling, jarring waves before it. There was no holding his throbbing cock back and with a loud grunt he felt his bloated balls smack loudly into the upturned crevice between the cheeks of her tightly clenched ass.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh! My God! My God! You've ripped me wide open! Ooooohhhhh...! Ooohhhhh!" Barbara choked convulsively, screwing her buttocks down into the cushion in a frenzied effort to ease the excruciating impalement. Her legs kicked out into the air helplessly on either side of his muscular body, quivering and jerking as he held her pinned securely to the couch with his great weight and thick aching cock.
"Oooohhhh ... ooohhhhh ... ooohhhhh.. . " she continued to moan piteously, yet unable to comprehend the sudden savagery of his entry; she lay in under him, completely filled with his prick, the hard throbbing shaft sunk to the very depths of her belly and beyond. She'd had no idea in the world that it would bring her such pain, or that he could turn into such an animal, and abruptly she realized that all the sensual excitement he had raised in her had been driven from her body. She could feel every tiny wrinkle of his huge fleshy rod embedded in the moist tight sheath of her virginal cunt ... no, not virginal any longer, was it.. . ? She had given that treasure to him because she loved him ... and he had taken it like a heathen warrior in raping conquest. . . brutally . :. unmercifully! Oh God, what had happened to him? She couldn't believe the distorted expression of evil that still twisted his handsome face! Had ... had he lost his mind ... or was she losing hers...?
He moved then, shattering all thoughts, and she sucked in her breath, holding it in utter fear of what was to come next! He began to squirm on top of her, his hips flexing, the huge head of his ever-growing cock burrowing deeper and deeper into her soft, moist flesh.
"Oh ... oh Frank ... please! Please, Darling, no more ... no, I can't ... please stop ... stop!" she begged. Then, she felt him raising his heavy weight up off her, his hands pressing her shoulders painfully down into the cushion, his widespread knees forcing her thighs wider and wider apart, until the smooth spongy head of his prick that was slipping deeper and deeper up into her was pressing hard against her cervix, and she thought momentarily that she'd go mad with the pain.
"You bitch, Susan!" he spat drunkenly down at her. "You fuckin' bitch! I got your goddamned filthy cherry after all, didn't I? You dirty little whore! Now, I'm going to torment you.. .just as you've tormented me all these years! You hear...? No mercy! No mercy!"
Barbara couldn't believe the strange and brutal words that were tumbling from his lips. His eyes were glazed and his face contorted in an almost demented expression of vengeful lust...! But he had called her Susan, and that alone was enough to establish reason in her anguish-stunned brain...! God in heaven! He thought she was his wife ... and then, he slowly began to fuck in and out of her, picking up speed as he went, whipping her breath away so that she couldn't speak, until finally he was buffeting her whole soft, resilient young body with wild, jarring thrusts as he rammed more furiously into her!
The sight of her lovely, suffering face and her entire voluptuous white sensuous body spread open obscenely beneath him brought a lascivious grin to Frank's lips. Her delectably impish features were still twisted from the agony of that first vicious stab into her; her lips were drawn back from her small white teeth, little incoherent whimpers coming from deep in her throat. She wanted to beg him for mercy but couldn't get the words out, she was so stuffed with his cock. Her arms were outstretched toward him, palms placed feebly against his hips in a futile effort to ease the attack of the rampaging, lust-filled prick battering into her sensitive vaginal hole, while her exotic eyes stared up at him hazy and unseeingly.
Damn her! Damn them! All of them that had fucked her! Damn 'em! None of them had ever gouged into her soft hole as he was right at that moment! And he'd ripped away her fuckin' cherry...! No ... no ... someone else ... someone else had done that ... remember? Not him! This ... this was Barbara...! No ... no, it was Susan! ... Barbara ... Susan...! His brain reeled. If only he wasn't so goddamned exhausted ... so fuckin' drunk...! Oh ... what a tight little cunt it was! He'd gotten her cherry! The bitch ... luscious bitch, he thought, holding her tightly in the lewd position beneath him. He looked down to see his own curled pubic hair tangling and meshing with her black, silken strands, the head of his thick, fleshy shaft tunneling deep into the quivering pink split that his tongue had nursed to moist, dilated rapture a little while before. He could see her swollen, coral cunt-lips stretched to the almost ripping point, the expanded outer pink rim of her tiny vagina clasping tightly around the brownish-skinned base of his heavy cock like a tight bewhiskered mouth.
He held her like that for a moment, savoring the licentious scene of her fresh, youthful beauty impaled helplessly beneath him, his thick pole of flesh buried deep in her white, trembling little belly. Christ, the fuckin' sight of her there, helplessly subjected to his any warped whim, made his prick throb and ache, and his heavy, sperm-safe, bloated balls churned with the pressure building inside them. The luscious bitch! He'd fuck her silly ... silly ... damn her ... silly!
Barbara lay in a powerless, benumbed trance beneath him, aware now, not only of the never-before torment down between her open thighs, but of the mental confusion taking place in the over-burdened mind of this man whom she loved with all of her heart! In all truth, she knew as well as she knew he loved her, that he would never bring her pain ... but at that very moment he wasn't responsible for his actions ... he was caught up in a web of complete mental confusion ... overwrought ... physically exhausted as well as psychically twisted!
He hadn't raped her; Susan, yes, but not Barbara ... and that's why he'd changed from a lover into a lust-filled brute! And ... and there was nothing she could do but lie there beneath him and let him ravish her, no matter how de-gradingly, until he emptied all of his wrath in the milk of his hot, raging semen ... emptied it deep into her agonized vagina and belly.
Dear God, it was the least she could do for the man she loved, she thought masochistically! The sudden and hot pain of his brutal entry still seared scaldingly at her insides ... but with less intensity. His massive shaft was moving in and out of her at a fixed, even bearable tempo ... if only he didn't increase or change it in a renewed burst of lust. She flexed her cuntal muscles experimentally and was immediately sorry, for the throb of her internal sinews seemed to incite him more, and suddenly the thick shaft was boring its way deeper and deeper into the tiny, expanded hole between her tormented legs. She felt her own cunt-walls clinging involuntarily to it with a warm moist heat ... and then the hard rubbery tip pummeled her cervix again, grazing the sensitive organ as it nudged beyond it into new, unreached flesh, while helplessly, she clenched her teeth to endure it.
Rhythmically, he screwed into her while she tried to adjust to it, the pain amazingly lessening as her now-defiled cuntal walls stretched desperately in their natural attempt to accept his long, thick stem ... until finally she noticed the soft tickling hairs of his slapping balls taunting the smooth crevice between her buttocks when he surged into her, and subconsciously she began to lick at her full lower lip.
She sensed them then ... the slow, but certain return of the earlier passion-filled sensations ... lewdly coursing through her veins, arousing tiny salacious chills of masochistic delight to run along her spine as she felt the even measured beat of her confused lover's heavy cock skewering moistly into her helplessly upturned loins.
Of its own volition, her sensuous body began to twitch and writhe receptively beneath him; she heard the mewling noises in her own throat and she found herself humming up into the moistness of his mouth, thrusting her tongue with revised subliminal wantonness between his lips. Her legs drew back in deep-rooted inclination, her buttocks squirming impulsively down into the cushion, while her whole vaginal passage began to contract and release ... contract and release spasmodically at the sudden enrapturing inner sensations that were increasing with his every stroke.
Frank felt her urgent throbs engulfing the length of his buried prick. Her lubricious clasping cunt-flesh had begun a vibrant opening and closing performance around his hot pulsating shaft. Her pleasure-filled mewling and purling responses were suddenly filling the room, and her head rolled from side to side while her hips had started a slow rotation movement around his entombed cock sunk deep inside the warm and velvety sanctum of her soft white belly. He clenched his strong teeth tightly as he sensed her incited nibbling vagina screwing itself up closer against his hairy loins. Fuck! He hadn't expected this ... not from Susan ... but it wasn't Susan...! It was Barbara! Yes ... yes! Barbara! Oh Christ! He was going out of his goddamned mind...!
The impish little dark-haired beauty realized that she was being overwhelmed by the re-incited wave of entrancement that was saturating her whole vibrant body. All pain had dissolved into a maddening galvanic tingling, beginning deep within her womb and spreading relentlessly over the raw nerve ends of her hot flesh. She was a mass of exquisite moisture between her trembling thighs. She undulated her hips from side to side in licentious delight, then in tiny little circles around his lead-hard, impaling cock, feeling her dilated cuntal channel sucking in cadence to its rhythmic throbs. But he had suddenly ceased all action, as if resting above her with hands placed on either side of her soft white shoulders, and he was letting her quivering body pump up and down at will on the rigid, fleshy column of hard, glistening flesh fusing them into one.
Frank stared down between their sweating bodies to watch her moist, grasping little cunt slide up and down his thick prick, the pink sensitive ridges of clinging flesh pulling out and adhering to it as she screwed her luscious white buttocks down into the cushion, then the salacious and greedy little whisker-like mouth between her legs absorbing the soft folds back inside her as it swallowed the heavy length of his shaft on the almost delirious up-thrust.. .
"Oh ... oh my darling ... darling ... ooohhh . . .I love you! I love you so much!" Barbara gasped with delicious abandon. "Oh God, fuck me! Give me your beautiful cock! I-I want it inside me forever ... right up inside my warm cunt, Darling ... and I want to learn to suck it and love it for you...! Oh please ... please ... do more to me! Use me, my love ... let all of the hate that's tearing you apart vent itself on me! Now, Darling, now!" she begged in the throes of her ecstatic anesthesia.
Her masochistic plea set off a wild current of sensation inside him, instigating a new tremor of salacious lust to surge furiously to his cock, his whirling brain and his suddenly groping hands. He reached in under her and found the widespread crevice between her rounded white buttocks while he began to fuck his aching cock into the soft dampness of her impassioned cunt once more. She moaned with joy and he sought her hairless little ass-hole with his middle finger, trailing along the sable-smoothness of the undulating furrow, finding it without difficulty, and finding it moist from a thin rivulet of warm seepage that had trickled down from where his prick pleasurably drove into her.
She shivered erotically as he taunted the puckered little hole, lubricating the tiny orifice with the balled pad of his middle finger before teasing and probing it with the tip. He felt her quivering buttocks recoil, then, slowly press back against the stiffened digit to further excite him, and uncontrollably, he pushed hard into it, amazed at its resistance. It popped suddenly, its raised elastic ring of rubbery flesh seeming to open like a small mouth to absorb and suck his finger inside to the first knuckle joint. She jerked beneath him, almost as if trying to evade the sudden intrusion, then finally relaxing in receptive submission.
"Oh ... ooohhhh, my lover ... ooohhhhh! It hurts ... hurts so beautifully...! I love it ... love you...! More, Darling, more! Oh God, fuck me harder! Shove your finger all the way in ... way into my ass, my sweet...! I'm yours to do whatever you want with! Punish me, Lover ... punish me!"
Frank couldn't believe it! His brain had cleared enough to know that the entrancing little wanton creature of loveliness under him was his beloved Barbara! He was fucking her for the first time ... and she'd been a virgin! He'd never known such voluptuous and lust-filled pleasure, nor seen such magnificent abandon! Christ almighty, he'd love and cherish her forever and ever and ever! And she loved him! They were both going out of their skulls in their rapture!
He thrust his finger excitedly, while at the same time increasing the stroke of his cock into the warm vibrant channel of her clasping cunt, feeling the smooth rubbery walls of her rectum encasing and pulling at the length of his long probing finger to the palm of his hand, causing her to whimper moaningly with the wanted algolagniac pain-ecstasy that had unquestionably seized control of her writhing, naked body.
She skewered her buttocks almost rapaciously back down onto the distended middle finger that was searching, thrusting, teasing the elastic warm depths of her back channel, seeming to revel on its unnatural presence as he rotated it slowly in the soft, fleshy cavern of her lovely ass, while simultaneously he could feel the in and out thrusts of his plunging cock through the thin tissue dividing the two passages ... feeling his prick with his exploring, pummeling finger, and his finger against the sensitivity of his pulsating member. Christ ... oh Christ! His balls were going to burst like a ruptured balloon! He'd blow his fucking wits entirely if he didn't cum soon!
He began to establish a combination rhythm of finger and cock, until he was fucking into her strenuously in unison, while she groaned incessantly beneath him. She spread her smooth white legs to the fullest to give him the ultimate access to his perverted ravishment of her genitals, and suddenly he sensed his prick expanding more and more ... growing inside her to the point where he was certain it would erupt wildly like a volcano from the dull needling pressure building in his sperm-bloated balls that were smacking viciously between the taut spread moons of her buttocks and against his own probing hand and finger buried in the secret depths of her lewdly clenching rectum.
Again, he stared downward at where his cock was slipping smoothly in and out between the flushed and slightly swollen, hair-lined lips of her moist, eager cunt, concentrating on the feel of the soft pink folds of clasping flesh clinging hungrily to his furiously rampaging shaft thrusting with jackhammer force up into her belly.
Shit! He couldn't last much longer! He hoped to Christ she was getting ready! No more fiascos! He couldn't let her down ... not this first time ... not ever! All of their happiness together depended on this initial union and he knew it ... knew it from all of the misery he had endured the past seven years with Susan! It was now, or never! He had to satisfy her ... carry her over the brink of ecstasy! He had to ... had to...! But. . . but his cock was ready to rip apart with his approaching orgasm! He couldn't hold it back once it started ... and he had to shoot soon or he'd lose his fucking reason entirely...!
Wildly, he began hammering into her with longer, harder thrusts, as his finger gouged her rectum mercilessly. She gripped him tight over his back with her thighs pressing anxiously against his ribs; he prayed that her sudden move was a sign that she was ready to cum ... he couldn't last another goddamned minute without blowing his ass-hole out on the floor! Oh Christ...!
And then, she began to moan, whimpering like a little animal, basic guttural sounds that were coming from deep in her throat, and he felt her strong working thighs opening and closing around him as she thrust upward onto his cock and backward onto his finger to the tempo of his savage, almost fiendish ravishment of her loins.
"Ooooohhhh ... Oooohhhhhhh ... as hard as you can, Darling! Fuck it hard! Something is happening to me! My God...! Give me everything, Lover!" she coughed and locked her heels high into the flesh of his back. Then abruptly, she drew back her legs, raising them up over his shoulders, presenting him with the full, widespread plain of her grinding crotch. Her eyes, like her teeth, were locked tightly shut, while her face twisted and strained as her climax swept over her!
"Oh ... good Lord! Frank! I'm going to ... now, Lover! I-I'm going to cum this way! Ooohhhh ... my sweet darling! Fuck! Fuck! My God ... heavenly fuck! I love you, Darling ... oooohhhhhh ... it's so goooooddddd! Don't stop ... ooohhhhh ... I'll go maaadddd...! Now, Lover, now ... here it cuuuummmmmmsss!"
She whimpered, moaned, then cried out in a loud choking voice, pulling her thighs back farther until the whole of her hungrily sucking, pink vaginal slit was stretched open obscenely and offered up to him to use however he chose. She thrust her crotch up at his loins with bruising force, her mouth falling open loosely, her nostrils flaring, a near-shrieking wail escaping her as she screwed herself up onto his cock and clung there while the hot, lubricious walls of her velvety cunt milked his craving prick ravenously.
Her fit of ecstasy momentarily took his mind from his own pressuring climax, and gratefully so, for he was able to give her the benefit of his most profound efforts, smoothly and powerfully fucking into her rapture-christened cunt while he finger-fucked her ass-hole with loving, routing thrusts, but the throes of her enthralled bliss peaked his lust ... it was time! He continued to surge into her, feeling her cuntal walls secrete their warm gushes of viscid female warmth around his plunging cock, flooding his shaft and balls ... and as she jerked and lurched beneath him, spasming wildly, the mouth and lips of her cunt pulling at his prick feverishly, her breath laboring in short deep gasps, he sensed his own hot, thick load racing the length of his pulsating shaft in stimulating enchantment, racking his heavy frame as it spurted from the tip of his cock far up into her soft quivering belly. It convulsed and gushed around in never-ending delight inside her and she ground her crotch up tight against its buried depths.
"Oh, Darling, Darling, Darling! Fill me with your hot cum! Fill me ... fill me, my lover!" Barbara cried, her thighs quaking, her belly trembling with the unleashed pool of seething pleasure he was squirting into her.
Frank dropped onto her, half-collapsing, feeling his warm, mucid semen mixed with her own delectable juices backwashing his rapidly deflating penis. It'd seemed unbelievably and erotically without end, until she, too, exhaustedly gave one last writhing spasm, jerking to a final lifelessness, then lay shamelessly and beautifully still, her heart pounding in her breast beneath him.
"M-My darling..." she whispered almost breathlessly. "My sweet, tired darling ... I'll love you forever ... no matter what you ever do to me ... I'm all yours ... forever and ever..."
Frank hadn't answered her; it was a strange feeling that had crept over him in the wake of the only true fulfillment he'd ever known with a woman ... and there wasn't the slightest doubt in his mind of his love for her, but he'd committed his first act of unfaithfulness to his wife in all the years of their marriage ... and it struck him that now he was no better than she...
He remembered that it had been a long time before that feeling had passed.
CHAPTER 3
Neil Case was a tall, slender, rather handsome man, impeccably dressed, and probably somewhere in his late thirties. Frank might have guessed him to be an engineer, doctor or lawyer, but never an FBI agent. The man had surprised him by coming to the motel, smiling pleasantly and snowing his credentials.
"I-I was about ready to dress and go to your office," Frank said, slipping on his shirt, having hastily pulled on his trousers when the other's knock sounded. "Won't you find a seat, Mr. Case...? "
"Thanks," the agent replied, walking to the one decent chair and lowering himself agilely into it. "I thought I might save you the trip, Mr. Carter. That heat out there is still murder. Besides, I caught an earlier flight than I expected and they told me at the Sheriffs office how to find you." Frank nodded. "So, just what is it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. Carter?"
Frank stared at him awkwardly; he hardly knew how to answer the blunt question. Actually, there was nothing pointed that he wanted to discuss ... just the entire horrible situation ... and why the FBI had been brought into it at all ... or what he could do to help ... and what was to happen to Susan once they were caught. . . Finally, he managed: "Just why has the Federal Bureau been dragged into this, Mr. Case? I don't understand..."
"Kidnapping is a federal offense, Mr. Carter," the slender, handsome man replied quietly. "You must be aware of that.. . "
"Kidnapping?" Frank repeated. "I-I still don't get it. . . "
"Perry Garrett, Ronnie's father, filed the charges," Neil Case replied. "He's also established a liberal reward for the boy's safe return..."
"That's ridiculous!" Frank snapped, dropping down onto the edge of the bed across from the man from Washington. "That boy wasn't kidnapped! I know him, Mr. Case, I had him as a high school student! He's a wild, belligerent. . . ! "
"He's a minor, Mr. Carter," Neil Case interrupted calmly. "And I don't have to remind you of your wife's status ... an adult, married female..."
"He's a goddamned monster!" Frank swore, getting to his feet. "And his father's nothing more than a crooked politician...! "
"Mr. Carter!" the slender man spoke with authority, yet without hardly raising his voice. "I know how you feel ... and I sympathize with you, but the law is on Perry Garrett's side. Besides, we would've come into the picture anyway ... a matter of the transportation of a stolen vehicle over state lines, plus several other federal infractions." The handsome agent slipped down into the chair, crossing his legs and professing a disarming attitude. "All the same, Mr. Carter, and disregarding my position, as individuals, even we agents are well aware of the heavy hand of Madam Justice. What ... what can you tell me off the cuff?"
Once more, Frank stared at him. This time, he saw the man and not the symbol. Neil Case's keen, grayish eyes were more than just sympathetic ... they were sincerely human.
Frank glanced toward the bureau, then back. "like a drink?"
"Fine."
He walked barefooted to where the bottle set, found enough diluted ice cubes and splashed bourbon over both, then made the few steps to hand one to the federal lawman. His mind raced as he backed to the bed and slowly sat down. He sipped from his glass and said:
"Susan's not a murderer, Mr. Case. Of all things that she is ... she's not that. Nor did she kidnap Ronnie Carter ... At most, she's no more than a willing accomplice."
"Do you love her, Carter ... want her back?"
"I-I don't see that as being important to the issue..."
"Do you?" Neil Case insisted.
Frank dropped his head to stare at the liquid contents in the glass he held. "No," he said. "No ... I don't love her ... and I don't want her back. But she's still my wife and I know her ... at least, one part of her. It's the least I can do to protect seven years of marriage..."
A man's been murdered, Mr. Carter..."
"Susan had nothing to do with that!" Frank snapped emphatically. "Good God, if anyone should know, I should! She couldn't possibly have a part in such a hideous act!"
Neil Case nodded. Finally, he said: "Nevertheless, that remains to be proven ... and besides, I think we're getting off the track, Frank ... may I call you Frank?"
"Of course..." Once more, Frank tilted his glass to his lips. "And what is the track, Mr. Case?"
"Neil."
"All right.. . Neil ... what's the track?"
Frank watched him swallow bourbon, then hold the glass up toward the light, as if studying its amber hue. Finally, he said: "Of course, I have to be honest with you, Frank ... and sometimes honesty is a painful virtue, but it's one of the rectitudes of my profession..."
"Just ... just what are you getting at, Mr. ... Neil?"
The handsome man smiled expressively, openly. "That you didn't know your wife, Frank ... had no idea of the type of life she led while you were at school, or playing politics, or doing any of the normal things that the silent majority like to think of as betterments."
Frank gaped at him. His words were confusing him. Shit, he couldn't think straight anyway, he was so tired..."What the hell are you getting at?"
Neil Case leaned forward in his chair. His handsome face continued to bear its altruistic expression. "I'm going to talk as a friend, Frank ... like the guy next-door ... a buddy. You understand?"
"I ... yes ... go ahead, I'm waiting."
Neil Case nodded. "An extensive investigation has been made these last ten days into yours ... and the actions of your wife. The records show ... along with over two dozen signed depositions, that Susan Carter is a confirmed pedophiliac ... oh, not in the complete sense of the term's meaning, but there have been young boys whom she performed fellatio and other sexual acts upon. Furthermore, it's quite possible that she was responsible for the death of one James Shattel who had heart failure while she was..."
"That's a goddamned fuckin' lie!" Frank spat, bolting to his feet enraged. "I know all the facts of that case..."
"No, you don't!" Neil Case retaliated sharply. "You only know what you were told by Susan and what the law was almost compelled to decide. But that's not the damning evidence, Frank! Don't you understand? What she's done these past two weeks, and what she's doing right now ... right now, this minute! That's the damning evidence! Susan Carter is a menace! A potential murderer, perhaps..."
"Perhaps! You said it, Case, perhaps! Does that mean that every human being in this country who doesn't conform to Washington or local law's prejudiced character outline is a potential killer?"
"That's not impossible either!" the FBI agent shot at him. "But unfortunately, we can't operate on that thesis, Carter! Only on past patterns ... and Susan has already established hers! ... Hell, I don't know why in Christ's name I stay here arguing with you! I have a job to do, and I do it!"
Suddenly, the lawman was on his feet and walking toward the door. He slammed his half-filled glass down onto the dresser in passing, then Frank said:
"Wait. . . ! Wait, Neil ... please?" He got to his own feet and walked toward the door, staring at his glass unseeingly. "I ... I appreciate your coming here this way ... and I know what you're trying to do ... Will ... will she go to prison for very long . ", , ? "
"It's ... it's hard to say, Frank," the agent replied without looking at him. "It depends on the charges they bring finally ... when it's all over ... bring and prove before a jury."
Frank nodded. Neil Case raised his eyes and they exchanged deep meaning in their expressions.
"You know," Frank said, "there's really nothing between us anymore ... Susan and me ... hasn't been for years. But ... but, God, I owe her something ... don't I?"
"Barbara Dexter is a lovely girl," Neil Case replied quietly. "You owe her something, Frank. She loves you ... and you love her."
Frank gaped at him. What the hell was this Big Brother? He started to speak, but the handsome agent said: "It reminds me somehow of haunted shadows I never like to think of ... and that I've never discussed with anyone, Frank Carter, but I think you'll understand ... I-I had to shoot a man once to save my own life, and end a violent workmen's strike on the docks ... otherwise there would've been immeasurable bloodshed because of the lies the worker-leaders had been told and I overheard. I knew the difference ... I was fourteen at the time, Frank ... at the time I fired the gun. I killed my own father. . . ! "
He eased out the door and Frank stared after him. He never looked back, and they didn't say good-night.
CHAPTER 4
A few miles past the K Bar L ranch on the Martin's private road, Ronnie Garrett had found a secluded spot among some tall brush and cactus and swung the stolen Caddy into the midst of it. If they were spotted it would have to be from the air, he thought, and not much chance of that now with the desert night fast coming down on them. He grinned arrogantly at the voluptuous blonde girl pressed close to him, his dark contemptuous eyes luridly searching her large ovaled green ones that were dancing with lewd anticipation.
His jeans were open completely in front and his shorts pushed down beneath his balls, his young husky cock stalking out rigidly from his loins, its length and thickness exaggerated by the size of her small white hand holding and caressing it possessively.
"Okay, Sue Baby, we've got about an hour to kill before we hit them," the handsome young chiseled-featured boy said, his lopsided grin sending little chills of desire tingling through her. "Just what did you have in mind to while away the time?"
Susan Carter tittered, her mind oblivious to all else except this boy whom she couldn't get enough of, and what she was about to do to him ... for him ... and her own incessant carnal thirst. It was these precious venereal moments with him that made it all worth while. The rest was totally unreal; only when she held him in her arms and caressed his lean young body or stroked and sucked his beautiful, virile cock, or absorbed it into the ravenous hot channel between her legs, was there reality ... enchanting, love-filled reality...
Ronnie Garrett grunted and jerked to her delicate, soft touch as she continued to massage his rod, and he swung his long legs over from beneath the steering wheel until he was cross-ways of the vehicle with his feet stretched out on the floor and she had swiveled around in the seat, facing him in an S-position, her beautiful face directly above his rising cock.
He watched her sliding the loose flesh of his foreskin up and down provocatively in a slow magical rhythm that caused his testicles to begin a dull churning. Her long blond hair was like a golden canopy cascading down to brush tantalizingly against the flesh of his exposed stomach and loins, and her eyes were two licentious emeralds, her lush lips moist and parted as she hovered there momentarily, her face a scant few inches from the lubricious throbbing head of his prick.
Sometimes, she made such a fuckin' production out of it, he mused, that he was ready to blow his nuts and the moment she got it into her mouth, and he supposed that was top-drawer cock-eating, but like right at that moment when he just wanted a fast little blow-job to relieve the tensions their coming night's work had knotted inside him, he couldn't help getting irked. All the same, he wasn't going to put her down for it; she was a sweet chick, and he knew that she was ape over him. He just wished to hell his own feelings toward her hadn't cooled the way they had, but shit, a guy couldn't help that, could he...?
Right at the moment, he couldn't help much of anything; in fact, his up-tight feeling of just seconds before was rapidly disappearing as he sensed himself slipping under the spell of her teasing manipulations. She was holding his prick tightly between both hands as only she could do it, massaging it with the flats of her soft, warm palms in a teasing up and down motion that caused his loins to begin an undulation to the tempo of her mind-shattering cadence.. .
Fuck! He wondered if luscious little Katie Martin could fondle a cock like that? He'd only seen her the once ... back up the road at their ranch when he was casing the layout, but she'd come on strong with him, even incited him to a party that night, the promises in her blue eyes almost enough to make him lose his cool ... but he hadn't ... and maybe tonight he'd find out just how well she could handle a prick...!
Maddening excitement and desire raced through Susan Carter's sensuous body as she stroked her Ronnie's heavy young rod, feeling him writhe and listening to him groan when she drew down the foreskin from the glistening, purple head of his prick, exposing the pulsating glans, then easing the thick outer flesh up and down, up and down, her mind saturated with nothing else but the hot, hard feel of it between her small hands, her fingers circling it ... then, she lowered her mesmerized face while her brain swam backwards in time, as always, and she was a young girl again ... until her lips were but a fraction of an inch from touching it.
She heard him choke in lustful anticipation, while insane trickles of passion rippled through her belly and loins, and she drew in her breath, flicking out her small pink tongue, bringing it into contact with the moist spongy tip. She swirled it around slowly, damply, tauntingly, as the boy beneath her twisted and spasmed, until her tongue tip finally found the moist split at its end and wiggled into it.
She tasted the pungent tang of the seminal fluid seeping from it and truly she was but a girl sucking her beloved young David Keogh once more, an additional enchanting surge of uncontrollable pleasure coursing through her as her nostrils flared wildly. She licked down the full length of his heavy veined young shaft and slowly back up, her hand smoothing along it in her tongue's moist wake, down to the velvety flesh of its thick base and even beyond to the soft full sac containing his vibrant balls, drawing her nails gently beneath them, then weighing them in her small, warm palm, while her other hand again pressed the thin foreskin back until the beautiful head stood sleek and naked ... then she moved her eager lips toward it, finally encompassing the smooth rubbery knob within their ovaled, pressured circles, letting his cock glide along the full length of her tongue as her warm sucking mouth absorbed more and more of it, the tiny drops of seepage from it filling the liquid hot shelter with its acid-like piquancy.
Ronnie Garrett grunted lustfully as he watched her slow, bobbing head: he began to undulate his hips, sliding his thick, swollen prick in and out of her mouth in counter movements, to hers, his excitement increasing at the moist sucking sounds of her vacuuming lips and he entwined his hands in the silken wealth of her hair to force her further down onto his now throbbing shaft. He watched in obscene fascination the puffing of her cheeks as her lovely head raised and lowered on his stem of hard flesh with whorish subservience, and he shoved the blood-filled shaft into her receptive mouth with growing fury, while she began to moan and whimper with depraved passion, suddenly moving one hand down to lift her short skirt, and spreading her soft white thighs, she pulled aside the thin meshed crotch band of her white panties to expose her moist pink cunt, her slender finger quickly slipping between the sparse, golden, hair-lined lips to find her clitoris.
Abruptly, Ronnie reached up and adjusted the rearview mirror so that he could get a profile picture of the entire lewd spectacle in the dimming half-light. He watched her lovely, if, debauched face as his still hardening cock sawed rhythmically in and out of her ovaled mouth. The fuckin' sight was like looking through a bedroom window and it caused his loins to tense and jerk up into her face until in the mirror it seemed as though he were sinking the full length of it all the way down her throat. Shit, the whole goddamned stretch of it was disappearing with every up-thrust he made, until only a thin measure showed white and glistening, protruding from between her lips.
He could see her fingers working between her obscenely spread legs, the wisp of her panties pulled to one side and the flanges of her pink cunt splayed open as she massaged and stroked the moist, velvety flesh in lascivious abandon. Her tongue, with a nerve-shattering lick on the out-stroke, was causing the turgid knob of his cock to throb and jerk in pulsating thumps. He stared like a voyeur at the mirror, watching the coral tinted flesh of her lips being pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the rock-hard stalk as she sucked voraciously, her mind obviously lost in the lust-inciting depravity of her act. Her own hips had begun to rotate and undulate against the taunting pressure of her working fingers in her cunt, adding to the wild sensations already building crazily inside him.
"Suck it! Suck it, Cunt-Baby!" he hissed down at her, laying his head back against the seat and pretending that it was Katie Martin who was laboring feverishly to draw the jism from his balls. The little blonde bitch! She couldn't be over fifteen ... his age ... ripe and ready ... but young and pliable! That's what he needed now a ... a swinging little chick he could teach and torment! Sue had been beautiful, but she'd played her part and she was nine years older than he was! Besides, there was no way he could torment her ... she'd been fucked and sucked silly when he'd met her ... and the more degradingly he treated her the better she liked it! Hell, she was sick ... cock sick! But Katie ... damn, he'd have her like this, ramming it deep into her throat! Fuck, he'd shove it all the way down to her tonsils then beat her lovely round ass when she begged for mercy! He'd squirt his hot cum all the way down her throat and fill that white little belly of hers until she burst!
"Ugghhh..., " he grunted. "Suck it! Suck it hard, you bitch! Pull the cum juice up out of it before I take a switch to your naked tits! You hear me, damn you? Suck! Suck!"
Oh God ... oh God, Susan thought feverishly, wild fermentations soaring through her at the stimulating foulness of his vile, sadistic threat. God, how she loved him! How she wished he would take a switch to her and strip her soft white tits and ass-cheeks ... her belly and thighs ... but always while she sucked him ... and beating her the most savagely when he came ... squirting his hot sperm into her mouth and down her throat. . . ! Oh damn...! It was too much ... too much! Already, she had cum three times and still her passion heated pussy craved more ... more! Would she ever get enough ... ever? Why didn't he cum? She wanted it so ... shooting into her mouth and throat, filling her belly as she swallowed it hungrily in delectable gulps! It would be hot and sweet tasting ... hot like the feel of his churning balls in her hand! Oohhhh, please, cum, Darling ... please cum for me...!
This was it with her, Ronnie realized, his brain a conglomeration of twisted thoughts. After tonight, he'd have Katie, and there'd be no choice for the little bitch ... she'd go with him or he'd kill her! But the bank job came first, and then the cop! He was going to blast a cop! Damn 'em! He hadn't killed that fuckin' deputy sheriff, but he was getting all the credit for it ... not that he minded that, yet, where was the satisfaction? That goddamned Indian and her
Mexican lover had pulled it off, and he and this bitch had gotten the credit for it. Well, fuck that! He wanted a bleeding lawman all of his own ... gut-shot where it would hurt the most, and Katie Martin sucking him off while he watched the sonofabitch die! Yeah, that was it! And if he could have his stinking old man and old lady standing there watching the whole cocksucking show, that would be the ultimate!
"Damn you, I said suck it!" Ronnie snarled down at her harshly. "You want me to piss in your face? Suck! Suck!" he spat, twisting his one hand brutally in her hair and ramming her face down onto his cock, while the other absently fell away beside him to touch the flashlight he always kept immediately accessible.
He stared into the mirror at her furious fingers pummeling her own cunt as his hand clenched the metal shaft of the long artificial light. Wild and sadistic thoughts abruptly invaded his young, vicious, lust-permeated mind. He brought the flashlight around and thrust it down toward her cunt-employed hand.
"Take it!" he commanded perversely. "Take it and shove it up your cunt! Go on! Take it...! Ram it up there until you can reach the little button with that educated hole of yours ... then, turn on the light! Hurry up! Damn you, take it!"
Slowly, Susan raised her head, reluctantly letting his warm throbbing prick slip from between her lips. She twisted her neck to look up at him, then saw the almost infernal gleam flaming in his dark eyes. At first, she couldn't believe it: she'd never seen him look quite like that before. It was almost as if he were a devil out of hell...!
"D-Darling ... I can't take that. . . that thing inside me ... It'll.... "
"You bitch! You'll take anything I want inside you! You hear?" he snarled, slapping her hard across the face, an act of violence he'd never before committed on her.
The actual jolt of the blow nor its stinging aftermath hardly registered with Susan, but the lack of love did! There was a difference between sadistic love and sadistic hate ... and she sensed it! She could only stare up at him.
"Now, take that goddamned thing and shove it up your cunt!" he ordered fiendishly. "I want to watch you fuck yourself with it while you suck me off ... and you renege one more time and I'll whip your fuck-happy carcass with the chain I've got in the trunk ... you got that, bitch?"
Susan didn't answer, but a thousand ... ten thousand thoughts were racing with impossible fury through her brain. He meant it! He meant every single word of it ... and he could kill her right there with a chain or knife ... or however he chose, and she couldn't think of one soul who might grieve the loss ... not even Frank...
Frank...? My God ... Frank! Why should she turn to thoughts of him now...? Because he was all that she'd ever had? Would ... would he shed a tear ... even the tiniest rivulet. . . ? After what she had done to him? Frank ... Frank...?
"Now, you cunt! Now, I said! Shove it into that hole! I want to see it there...!
Susan hardly realized that she'd taken the flashlight from his hand, and then, while holding her panties one side with one hand, she reluctantly pressed the flat end of the instrument to the mouth of her vagina. She gaped down at herself in partially obscene fascination, feeling the metal of the rounded shaft scraping dryly against the soft sensitive flesh of her pussy mouth ... and with a twisting, almost wedging action, she worked the hot, hard case a fraction of one inch inside her, but not without stretching pain that was un-like anything she had ever known before.
The wanton sensations her young lover had easily keyed within her had disappeared. Her vagina was no longer the dilated sheath of a passionate woman, but instead, the closed passage of a crestfallen, enslaved female. All sensation and desire had poured out of her ... fled her sensual body in his glaciered evilness. Yet, she lay there obscenely, with her thighs spread open and a fraction of an inch of the flashlight handle inserted into her cuntal orifice, tears wetting her cheeks as she held the cruelly debasing implement aloft and positioned.
"D-Darling," she managed. "Listen to me, Ronnie darling ... some things won't go in there easily, even though they're shaped right. . . "
"You fuckin' broad! Shove it in before I do! You hear. Ram it in there! I want to see you fuck yourself with it!" he spat viciously. "Now, baby, now! Get it up into you!"
Susan could hardly believe the vicious words tumbling from his lips. Had he been drinking, or smoking pot, or anything...! Oh God ... and she loved him ... didn't she...? Automatically, she sensed herself squirming her crotch, spreading her thighs wider and pressuring the shaft up into her, working it back and forth and gaining a fraction of an inch with each insertion ... until it was three ... maybe four inches inside her, and he was leaning over, watching wild-eyed at the sight of the obscene entry...
"Come on ... in, Baby! In! Farther! Farther!" he hissed, clutching at his naked cock as he leaned close to watch. "Get that fuckin' thing up into that hole! Pull it out and shove it in! Fuck yourself with it! I want to watch, Cunt-Baby! Do it! Go on ... do it ... yeah ... like that ... in and out ... right! Hey, that's it, Honey! Now, suck me and I'll watch you in the mirror! Beautiful, beautiful! Suck me, Baby ... suck me!"
For a moment, Susan thought she might faint from the pain she was forcing upon her own self. She had thrust the diabolical thing up into her in fear, feeling the soft, sensitive flesh of her vagina clinging, almost tearing against the expansive intruding flat end of the hard, dry metal, yet not daring to falter in front of him ... for he was some other being than the boy she had met and fallen in love with!
"Oh ... oh...! " she moaned, sensing the blunt instrument grazing the mouth of her womb by her own hand. "That's it, Darling! Right there ... no further!"
He laughed. "Come on, suck me. Hurry ... get on it!"
She did, not hesitating, absorbing his cock once more in her mouth, but with reservations, holding it back with the base of her swollen tongue as one would do to anything he didn't want to enter his throat. Suddenly, she realized that she might now well feel like a whore felt ... pretending to suck a man and give herself to him, while in reality she was only trying to satisfy him ... get him off and done with ... Ronnie's cock-head was pulsating in the hot, moist cavern of her mouth and she still caressed his balls with one hand. She tongued, licked and sucked at it, but there was an emptiness inside her ... Dear God, was it all over...?
Ronnie looked from the mirror to reality and back to the mirror. He realized that he'd turned her off, and didn't intend to blow his load until she was high again. He watched her gently moving the flashlight shaft in and out of her cunt to please him and devils came up to dance in his brain. He reached down and caressed her face as she sucked him, then moved one hand beside her blouse and bra to cup one breast lovingly. She twisted on his prick and he pulled her bra down to get at both of them. She began to squirm and he let one hand move down over her S-positioned body with the wide open thighs, and leaning over, trailed his fingers up between her luscious buttocks toward her ass-hole.
She whimpered aloud when he found it and began to play, moving his finger down toward the lubricious seepage of her cunt, moistening it before returning to the raised, tight circle ... then, penetrating slowly ... slowly ... slowly...!
Deliciously ... deliciously--deliciously...! Susan thought, feeling his finger worming up her back passage as she began to thrust the torch-shaft more vigorously into her to taunt her womb and nudge her cervix enticingly, while she sucked her young lover's cock deep back down into her throat! She couldn't help herself and moaned inwardly while the animalish excitement started to trickle through her once more at the complete debasement he was subjecting her to, and masochistic hunger began to gnaw at her belly as her rapture grew. Uncontrollably, she found herself undulating her buttocks back onto his impaling finger, while at the same time she increased the thrusting stroke of the flashlight shaft farther into her tingling vagina.
Ronnie felt her begin to suck his prick once more with vigor, her cheeks hollowing and bloating salaciously to the up-sawing moves of his pumping hips, while her tongue explored its ridges and wrinkles, licking and swirling wildly around the corona of its blood engorged head and probing into the tiny seeping split at its tip. Mercilessly, he plunged his finger up into the warm rubbery depths of her ass, finally inserting a second and third, causing her to groan around his choking cock with algolagnic pleasure-pain as she continued to drive the makeshift dildo excitedly into her cunt.
Christ, what a sex-kook she was ... now she was forcing the show, plunging her mouth down onto his prick like crazy while he mauled her tits with one hand and routed her ass-hole with three fingers of the other! He'd had her every imaginable way, but this was probably the most degrading performance he'd ever put her through and the whole obscene exhibition was like turning him inside out! Roaring whirlpools of sensation were building deep in his balls and loins as he watched her face in the mirror working over his straining pelvis. Shit, he'd probably miss her all right ... but he'd train that Katie Cunt, and she'd blow her mind just as this bitch was ... loving every minute of it. . . !
Susan floated on a cloud of ecstatic bliss. The unbelievable vibrations caused by the metal shaft she was pounding into herself were being transmitted from her entire vagina to her clitoris and labia, personified by her fifteen year old darling's fingers masturbating her ass-hole, while she hungrily sucked his beautiful cock, and she drifted from one orgasm to another in an enraptured, hypnotic daze. Oh, how she wanted him to cum ... to squirt his white, hot cum into her mouth ... wanted to gulp it and feel it dribbling down her throat, filling her belly ... yet, that would be the end, and she wanted this moment to go on forever and ever and ever...
It was almost dark now, but Ronnie could see the beads of perspiration standing out on her forehead and running in little rivulets down the insides of her swaying, jiggling breasts from the frenzied up and down movements of her toiling head. Suddenly, the muscles of his belly, chest and thighs were as taut as bands of steel and he knew she sensed it. He jerked his fingers out of her ass-hole and lay back to enjoy it to the fullest. He heard the flashlight tumble out of her to the floor and she moved slightly, cupping his balls with both small hands to gently squeeze and milk them. He arched his back, thrusting his pulsating cock deeper into her wildly sucking mouth ... and then, it was there!
He gasped, his voice growing nasally thin like a small child as he felt the seething, sticky sperm begin its insane charges from the core of his loins and balls to spurt in hot, pressured, young bullish streams into her warm sucking mouth. She clung to it like a leech, her cheeks expanding and hollowing as she swallowed the flooding gushes spewing from him with vampirish need, continuing to pull greedily with her lips while he watched in the faint light and emptied his life-giving semen deep down into her siphoning mouth and throat.
Cruelly, his hands entangled in her long blond hair as she moaned in ecstatic subservience while he held her head slave-like to the convulsions to his incessantly pumping loins. Momentarily, she choked and coughed, even as she continued to swallow in rapid gulps while he gasped in final fulfillment and felt his spent prick beginning to deflate in her mouth; still, she kept on sucking, vacuuming every last drop of his warm, viscid fluid from his shrinking shaft.
"All right, all right, that's enough for Christ's sake," he snapped irritably. "Lick it clean and put it away. We've got work to do."
He felt her tongue laving over it slowly, deliberately, licking away the last traces of his cum, then she took a handful of her long golden tresses to wipe it dry the way he had taught her, but there was something revolting to him in the act this time and roughly he shoved her away.
Susan sat upright in the darkness, looking over at him, trying to make out the expression on his young, handsome face, but that was impossible. She sensed a sickening little void hollowing her belly in the aftermath of the erotic physical pleasure that had so permeated it only moments before. She said:
"Aren't you going to kiss me, Darling.. . ? You always kiss me after..."
"Come on, come on! Knock it off will you?" he snapped, zippering up his jeans and shifting around behind the steering wheel. "Fuck! Don't you ever get enough? I told you, we got work to do. Now, straighten yourself up and let's get at it...! "
Susan didn't speak, but she couldn't contain the little tears that puddled into her eyes and began to dribble down her cheeks as she righted her clothing and found a comb to run through her hair. She had lived too long not to read the signs when she saw them; this was it ... the beginning of the end for them ... Oh God ... what was to become of her now...?
CHAPTER 5
Gil Martin felt the slightest bit woozy, discontentedly so, as he gazed along the length of the linen covered dinner table, between the teen-age faces of his lovely daughter and her handsome twin brother to that of his beautiful, dark-haired wife, then to the dwarfed man, their guest, who sat to her left. He said: "I thought that absinthe ... the real thing I mean, was illegal in this country, Darrel?"
The deformed millionaire, who was his superior as Board Chairman of Saguaro National Bank and Trust, as well as his benefactor ... and damned near his nemesis ... grinned widely to display an unexpected array of white, even teeth in his ugly little face. He replied: "You thought right.. . but there are ways, eh? Do you like it?"
Gil sampled the milkish concoction once more, finding its smoothness most palatable, although dinner had hardly deadened the effects of the four celebrating martinis, and he found himself wondering what the combined results might be.
"Excellent ... excellent," he complimented, realizing immediately that he was anything but a connoisseur; he'd never even tasted the stuff before. But then, the chicken-breasted, bald and neck-less little man was smiling at Jan and asking her opinion and Gil grew watchfully quiet.
His alluring wife nodded her pretty head, gracing their guest with an enchanting smile that struck Gil as containing the fringe-elements of intimacy ... but of course that was ridiculous. The alcohol was getting to his brain; God knows, he couldn't afford to do anything that might ruin this eventful day.
He watched his wife and Darrel Jenkins in conversation, but barely heard a word that passed between them, anymore than those being exchanged across the table between his son and voluptuous daughter registered; he was suddenly too concerned with the events that had made that Saturday one of the more memorable ones in his thirty-eight years.
That morning, he wouldn't have dreamed it possible that the day could ever end as it was. Christ, he'd been living a nightmare, with prison hanging over his head for his manipulations at the bank ... and all because of his trust in the little monstrosity who was grinning lecherously at his wife ... an evil man who used him, then vowed to throw him to the wolves unless Gil loaned him the use of his wife and daughter ... sexually!
Christ, as he thought of it now, it seemed almost fiendishly impossible! But it was true; he wasn't that tight yet ... and then, something glorious had happened! Sixteen years of mediocre marriage, that had been on the very verge of total collapse, suddenly budded into enrapturing love when he and the beautiful creature at the other end of the table had finally found each other sexually, and in the course of their bliss he had told her everything, while she'd clung to him passionately, whispering her love and pledging her help...
Her help...? Damn ... he couldn't but wonder now what had transpired while he and his son had spent the afternoon on the golf-course ... at Jan's insistence. At the time, he'd been elated with the idea; it seemed like another step in the right direction ... a move toward bridging the gap that had grown between Lee and himself since they'd left Tucson, and he'd been right. There was a closeness amongst all of them now that was reminiscent of those poorer, happier days, before Darrel Jenkins had appointed him Manager of the Breynar branch of Saguaro National Bank and Trust, and that alone had been enough to tag the day as one to remember.
But later, when Jan had told him that she had driven to Jenkins's apartment in Phoenix that afternoon and gotten him to listen to reason he'd had all he could do to control his anger. He'd naturally guessed the worst, until she'd kissed him and told him that Darrel was coming to dinner ... that everything was going to be all right. The little millionaire had agreed to endorse his note at the bank ... what more could he ask?
All right, Gil repeated to himself for the hundredth time, he didn't want to know how she'd accomplished it; the fact was that she had and he was breathing the first easy breaths he had drawn in weeks. Yes, dammit, it was a wonderful day ... maybe the most meaningful in his life, and it wasn't over yet. nor would it be until he made love to his gorgeous Jan later in the private darkness of their bedroom , . .
He smiled to himself and raised the glass of milky liquid to his lips; he watched the others at the table, his eyes lighting with a sudden little gleam as they centered on his voluptuous golden-haired daughter, while she talked and smiled prettily at her brother and absently stroked the head of the massive animal lying beside her chair. God, what an enticing mate she was going to make for some lucky man, he thought; she was as desirable as her mother. . .
* * *
There was something wildly exciting to Katie in the licorice taste of the absinthe. She was surprised when Daddy had allowed her and Lee to have some, but when Mr. Jenkins had insisted it wouldn't do any harm, Daddy had more or less reluctantly agreed. Of course, she hadn't drunk very much, but she could feel it warming through her, almost tingling in her belly, and she surmised from the sparkle in her twin's eyes that he might be enjoying similar sensations.
She hoped so; she hoped he was thinking the same things that she was ... remembering how beautiful it had been between them that morning in his closet, and wanting to do it all again ... even more, this time ... Lord, she was working herself up right there at the dinner table just thinking about it as she continued to pet Genghis's great head, and suddenly the massive gray wolf got to his feet as if instinctively, placing his head in her lap against her warm thighs and causing a little tremor to ripple through her belly and loins provocatively.
"Lie down, Genghis," she spoke quietly, to which the animal immediately obeyed. She felt her face flush but knew that no one at the table would know why even if they noticed, except Lee, and he only because she had told him about the things she let the great beast do to her. It always amazed her how her shaggy darling was immediately aware when she got "hot" between her legs. Maybe there was some erotic scent she gave off and his keen sense of smell picked it up.. .
Lee grinned and Katie realized that he had understood Genghis's actions. She returned his smile with an acknowledging one of her own, then lifted the glass to her lips.
"You like it, Sis ... the absinthe, I mean?" Lee Martin asked, his handsome blue eyes searching hers with a carnal little gleam dancing in them.
"Yes ... very much ... but I think it's making me sleepy," she lied, hoping he would catch the inference.
"Yeah ... I know what you mean," Lee answered, wrinkling his brow as if he were feeling the strain of needed rest. "That party last night, on top of a round of golf today with Dad..." he shook his head. "I'm kind of washed up myself."
"It wouldn't hurt you young people to get a good night's sleep," their mother put in softly.
Darrel Jenkins glanced at his wristwatch, then smiled broadly at Katie. "Hey, come on," he said, "I thought you kids today were the night people. It's only ten o'clock..."
Katie read the lecherous expression in his agate-hued eyes and knew why it was there. Hadn't she already had one debauched meeting with him that very day? And then, her beautiful Mom had walked in unexpectedly to do the same thing she had been trying to do ... save Daddy! Well, they had, but God knows, she never wanted anything to do with him again! She had lost her mind completely, like some sex-crazed animal, and because of it she didn't even want to look at him. But Daddy was worth it ... she would do anything for him ... she loved him so...
"Would you like a little more absinthe?" Gil heard himself say, his head actually swirling from all he'd drunk, but for some reason not wanting his delicious Katie to leave him. "It won't hurt you ... will it, Jan?"
"I doubt it, Darling, but both of them could use some rest."
"One for the road," Darrel Jenkins put in, taking it upon himself to gain his full four feet nine inches and reach for the decanter of water along with the bottle of absinthe he had brought. "Glasses, please ... You know, when I was in Jamaica last year absinthe was the saving grace of that horrible place. We even laced our coffee with it ... but it does have its extracurricular benefits..."
Katie glanced at her Daddy and saw that he was drunk ... quite drunk. He was gaping at her with glazed eyes ... but there was something else gleaming feverishly in them that set off an exciting stimulation inside her. She swallowed tightly, sensing the warm fermentations bubbling within. God, how many times that very day had she given herself to the incessant curse that constantly drove her? Her Daddy ... her beautiful, wonderful Daddy! Oh God...!
* * *
The sonofabitch! He'd like to kill him, Lee thought, watching the ugly little man blend water with the liqueur. He'd never liked him, but then Dad had slowly unfolded the whole story on the course that afternoon ... even to the fucking broads Jenkins brought into the picture, Lee knew he could throttle him with no remorse. He had only to look at the weird bastard to realize how he'd like to get at his Mom, or Katie. The prick! With all of his loot, he'd never get that far! Mom was drenching him with smiles and sex to keep him in line, knowing what he was after and knowing what she wanted from him. She'd get it too; he felt certain of it ... his lousy fucking signature on a note to cover his father's unguaranteed loan at the bank ... then, that demented little monstrosity would go home hungry.
If he'd only been on the ball himself, maybe none of this would ever have happened. Poor Dad, he'd taken this branch manager's position, moving them from Tucson to Breynar ... and who wouldn't? Then, with profits from land deals with Jenkins ... exorbitant profits in values they'd never even dreamed of, he'd bought the K Bar L, a luxurious spread that was hardly meant to be self-sufficient, just a splendid country estate on the outskirts of Breynar, that exclusive Phoenix suburb where the wealthy and near-same dwelled in land-baron style ... and he hated it.
Fuck, he'd hated everything before the dawning of that morning, and what he'd thought to be his own problems hadn't been minor ... Millie Stone had told him she was knocked up with his baby; he'd been ready to jump into the Grand Canyon from off Tonto Rim ... and then, his ignored twin-sister had given him the picture on Millie. Christ, what a delicious doll Katie was, and that wasn't all she'd given him, he realized, concentrating his vision on her...
The memory of her naked loveliness in the closet as they watched their parents make love through his little peek hole, was all he needed to stiffen out the length of his prick in his pants. He was thankful it was beneath the table. Her gesture of being tired a few moments before raced through his mind and he knew she was contemplating the same wild things that he was. It was going to be something, all right ... and maybe he'd even watch that goddamned wolf-pet of hers fuck her the way she said he did! That ought to be something to see ... although, it was still difficult for him to bring himself to believe that his entrancing twin sister was as horny as was he ... but she was ... she was! Christ, he loved her! Just as he loved his Mom, but she was too engrossed with Darrel Jenkins ... that vile little degenerate ... and Dad was stoned ... poor Dad...
* * *
Jan watched Gil at the opposite end of the table. He was drunk and getting worse; he'd go to sleep shortly ... literally, pass out. There was hardly any way now that she could prevent it; you just didn't tell your husband he'd had too much ... and expect him to make love to you. And my God ... he'd been beautiful that morning! She could still hardly believe it. She loved him so much, and her babies, Lee and Katie ... Katie ... dear God, she was a woman just as Lee was a man! If she'd ever doubted it, she certainly knew it now after that very afternoon ... yet, she'd been a beautiful baby too, hadn't she? Momentarily, she remembered, feeling the sensual fermentations that the absinthe aroused, spiraling through her.
She glanced at the little man sitting beside her, feeling his eyes boring into her breasts, knowing what was raging through his mind, and unable to banish the memory of his unbelievably sized cock from her brain.
The absinthe was working; she'd experienced it before with a nice salesman from Toledo. It made all things possible ... even monstrosities. But above every other thing, she knew that she loved Gil ... her Gil, with all of her heart ... and she was well aware that Katie did, too ... and in the same vein that she, herself, loved Lee ... she wanted him! Incestuous, evil, whatever ... she wanted him!
"Good-night, Mommy," Katie said, pushing from the table and standing.
"Yeah...'night Mom," Lee chimed in, getting to his feet. "I guess we've both had it." He looked toward his father who was sprawled unconsciously in his chair. "Tell Dad good-night ... and that he swings a mean wood, will you?"
Jan smiled. "I'll tell him, Darling. And good-night.. . "
She watched them make gestures toward Darrel Jenkins then leave the room, the wolf trailing after them.
"He's knocked out," Darrell Jenkins said, glancing at Gil, ". . . even before we've signed the note. He takes an awful lot for granted, doesn't he?"
"I don't," Jan replied, knowing exactly the lengths she intended to go to in achieving that signature. "The document is in the den ... shall we go in there?"
"What about him?"
"He's all right ... the darling. . . Shall we?"
The dwarfed man's face twisted evilly. "Yeah," he said. "I think we better. I never could sign papers without the right environment."
Jan stood then, taking his hand warmly and leading him from the dining room where her husband slept, along the hallway toward the den.
* * *
Lee Martin paced his room stripped naked, his young cock cleaving the air hungrily, his brain saturated with voluptuous memories of his twin from earlier that day. He'd turned the lighting to low-ebb, even diffused it, and the minutes had ticked away ... she hadn't come. Maybe he was absolutely nuts! Maybe he'd misread her signs ... or ... or maybe she'd decided that brother-fucking wasn't accepted! Sonofabitch! He was going to fuck somebody! That goddamned absinthe was prodding him like crazy. His cock was as hard as a fence post. He'd go downstairs and grab Mom ... oh shit, how he'd like to! But he never would! He knew he never would!
The old man ... Dad ... he'd taken the fast route out. Fuck, what a terrific guy he was!
He'd never had any idea how solid his father really and truly was. He'd tripped out on booze ... okay, that was his thing. But he was great! Everything he'd done, he'd done for them...
The knock startled him. It was a light tapping and then the door opened ... Katie whisked herself inside, the light from the hallway letting him see the filmy wisp of her shortie nightgown.
Lee heard her lock the door behind her as he moved toward her. "I ... I didn't think you were going to come," he said, watching her eyes staring at him.
He was naked ... completely naked! Katie leaned back against the door while her vibrant blue eyes gazed fixedly at his prick thrusting out wildly from his loins. He was absolutely ... beautifully ... naked!
"Come here!" he hissed. "I'm going to fuck you till you can't see!" He crushed her to him, all of her voluptuous loveliness pressing tightly against his virile young body. "You want it ... do you? You want me to fuck you . . '. ? "
"Oh ... oh ... yes, Lee ... God yes, I want you to! Please, Darling ... whatever you want, I want to! We're twins, aren't we...? "
* * *
Because he had little else to do except wait around for his wife, Maria, to finish up with her dinner duties, fat Juan Chaverez wandered about in the shadows of the shrubs and trees surrounding the ranch house, peeking in the windows in hopes of catching a glimpse of the little missy or her mother in some enticing state of undress, but he doubted that anything he might see could match the spectacle he had witnessed and finally taken part in that morning at the stables with the blonde little Katie ... and then the dim light showing from the den window caught his attention.
He moved toward it silently, clutching at the small of his broad back where the arthritic pain gnawed continually, the effort of crouching low aggravating it further, until he was close to the window and could straighten up. He did, and saw them there ... the gorgeous Mrs. Martin with the ugly little deformed man to whose Phoenix apartment he had driven the missy earlier that day ... The beautiful brunette was leading him by the hand toward the desk ... smiling down at him ... Christ, what a vile little creature he was, and ... Jesus Christ! It couldn't be! But ... but it was...! The demonic bastard had withdrawn his hand and now he was slipping it right up beneath the Mrs.' dress from behind as he walked beside her! Fuck! He was feeling of her lovely ass while she continued to smile receptively down at him!
Jan turned to face him while his other hand reached up to squeeze and clutch at her full, pointed breast, the other still working beneath her short dress where Juan could see perfectly its exploring outline. The little ogre was smoothening it over the rounded moons of her ass-cheeks caressingly, then up and down the backs of her thighs! Suddenly, she had bent down and was kissing the ugly bastard right on the mouth, while he lifted her dress and Juan could see the full length of her beautifully shaped, nylon covered legs and thighs with the black strips from her garter belt holding them ... but even more, the luscious rounded orbs of her ass stretching the sheer black panties as Jenkins's small hand fondled and stroked them!
Good Christ, he couldn't believe it! Had it been the missy, he would've thought little of it after that morning, but the lovely mother, herself.. . ? Ah yes ... like mother, like daughter ... that must be it! They were cock-happy, both of them...!
He felt his own thick rod stir inside his pants as he watched, then leaned close to the wall with his ear to listen ... Yes ... he could hear and watch at the same time...! Now, if only Maria wouldn't hurry...
* * *
Women had never been at a premium for Darrel Jenkins in spite of his repulsively deformed body. As he often gloated, he had two irresistible things going for him when it came to the opposite sex, his abundant wealth and his enormous prick ... and the luscious creature whose warm, firm ass he was presently exploring, he well knew, was enthralled with both. The money end of it, however, meant little to him; he was more than happy to bail her stupid husband out of his precarious situation ... inasmuch as he had planned it and placed him into it with this very purpose in mind; as for the latter, his cock, she had already been hypnotized by that phenomenon earlier in the day.
But damn, of all the innumerable girls and women he had known in his forty-three years of dissipation, this provocative lovely was by far the most enchanting ... with her daughter running a close second. Fuck, already his cock was as hard as a crowbar and throbbing achingly in his tailored pant-leg. The goddamned absinthe invariably did that for him, and he could tell by her submissiveness along with the little tremors rippling over her soft body beneath his caressing hands that she, too, was feeling its effects. She whimpered softly as he stroked her lush buttocks so firm, yet pliable inside the satiny film of her panties, and he could feel the swell of her pubic mound against his belly, while his cock throbbed in its imprisonment as he pressed it tightly to her thighs.
She had bent down to kiss him, her tiny tongue playing with his lips as he strained up at her; she wrapped her arms around him and was holding him tightly against her, undulating her warm thighs and belly to the throbbing beat of his prick, while he continued to clutch and massage her magnificent ass cheeks beneath her skirt.. . and then she wedged a hand up between them to lower the bodice of her dress and her tiny bra, freeing one luscious and pointed full breast that was almost level with his mouth.
If he hadn't already been damned near out of his mind with desire for her, that little action would surely have done the trick. His prick jerked lustfully and his brain reeled as he stared at the delicious soft white globe of resilient flesh with its lovely elongated ruby nipple, then hungrily sucked it into his mouth as he clawed at her voluptuous buttocks.
"Christ, you're lovely!" he hissed, the words gasping from his small mouth, his breath hot against the sensitive flesh of her breast. "I'll never get enough of you...! Can we fuck here? I can't take anymore of this...! "
"Patience, Darling," Jan whispered huskily, struggling with herself to maintain control over the situation ... remembering her basic purpose for leading him to the den ... and her loving, stupefied Gil helplessly drunk out there in the chair ... God, she'd wanted him so badly tonight ... but that was useless hoping now ... and the absinthe was peaking her wildly...! "The note ... sign the note first, Darrel sweet. . . then we'll do things..."
"Fuck! I can't even write my name, Baby!" Jenkins rasped, mouthing and licking at the creamy flesh of her hard nippled breast while she clung hotly to him, and he brought his hand from her buttocks around to slip between their undulating bodies, caressing her smooth, trembling thighs above the edges of her hose, and finally to the warm cushiony V of her mound beneath her snug-fitting panties where he began to massage and rotate his small hand in sensuous, pressured circles.
Jan couldn't control her choking moan of delight, and momentarily all but the provocative sensations he was unleashing within her loins and belly deserted her. Memories of his wonderfully fulfilling shaft from earlier that very day raced through her mind...! Oh God, she was losing every sense of purpose, but she couldn't seem to help herself! And then ... he was pressing her back against the desk until she was nearly sitting on its edge ... and he was slithering down her, dropping to his knees ... easing her panties down over her hips and buttocks ... and down the nylon-covered columns of her quivering legs...!
* * *
Juan Chaverez watched from his vantage point, his eyes straining at the lust-inciting scene of the odious little man slipping the Mrs.' wispy panties down over her breathtaking hips and ass cheeks ... and then to his amazement, she sat back seductively on the edge of the desk, lifting her legs up and open to assist him! His own penis gave a start inside his pants, the hardening of its length causing an increase to the surging pain along his spine. Damn, there was something absolutely lurid to the spectacle that sent goatish sensations soaring through his heavy groin ... the beautiful, haughty Mrs. Martin lying sensuously back with her elbows supporting her on the desk, her nyloned legs raised, opened and bent at the knees, while the ignoble little ogre peeled her panties gleefully from her!
Juan had seen her naked before, or almost, by standing in the shadows and watching her undress for bed ... but this...! Good Christ, she intended to give herself to the little fiend! Goddamn ... they were not positioned right for him to see between her legs; his view was a profile, unless she drew her full white thighs back higher! He could only see the fringe of her black silken cunt-hair at the tip of her pubic mound and the one beautiful tit she had lifted out for the ugly little bastard to suck on! What the hell. . . ! Jenkins was holding her panties to his nose ... and ... and licking at their slender crotch! Oh shit! His own cock was going to pull out by the roots if he didn't let it free from its cramped position...!
* * *
Darrel Jenkins's obscene act of holding her panties to his nose and mouth, then running his little tongue over that portion that had clung snugly to her rapidly moistening pussy, was the unneeded ingredient that unleashed the dam of salacity Jan Martin had been trying to contain at low ebb. Wildly, the licentious fermentations raged through her as she watched him lick fetishistically at the filmy garment, all thoughts of her husband or the reason she had been willing to give herself to this man in a limited capacity, completely eluding her...!
"Oh God," she gasped, staring at him through passion-filled eyes, "you don't have to have it second handed! Come and kiss it! Lick it and suck it, Lover!" she added, spreading her thighs wider open to him. "Please, Darrel ... please...? "
"Goddamn!" he choked, his little face slack, yet contorted with gross lust, the aroma and taste of the delicate perfume blended with the erotic cuntal tang from the crotch of her panties causing his heavy balls to churn feverishly. He gaped at her lasciviously spread open legs and the intoxicating vision waiting for him, then abruptly moved in, bending down until his naked head was only inches above her vaginal slit and he felt her drawing her thighs back until the slender heels of her shoes were pointing ceiling-ward. He looked up to see her half-raised head beyond the one exposed, full rounded breast, hardly believing the wanton expression slackening her beautiful face. Christ, as animalish as she had gotten that afternoon, she'd never looked as far gone as she did right at that moment, and he hadn't even begun yet! It had to be the fucking absinthe!
"Do it! For God's sake, do it, Darling!" Jan pleaded. "My cunt is on fire!"
Yes, it was the absinthe, all right, Jenkins knew. He'd seen this special vintage he imported work before, but never quite like this.
Fuck, she was blowing her mind ... and what a perfection of female pulchritude she was! He dropped his eyes to the licentiously inspiring feast she lay before him on the splendid fleshy tray between her legs, the pink, dewy flesh of her raven, hair-hidden cuntal slit sending new shivers of carnal satyrism charging along his deformed spine. He noted where the delicate narrow fissure started from the base of her smooth white belly, slicing downward erotically between her thighs to the full, rounded and taut orbs of her ass, the entire panorama raised and rotating with sensuous expectancy just inches below his lips...
* * *
Juan Chaverez stroked his long thick prick lewdly as he gaped with covetous lust through the window at them. He stood now with his nose practically pressed against it, not giving a damn whether he was seen or not, while he slowly worked the thick foreskin to and fro over his glans penis. The Mrs. had drawn her thighs back until her knees were almost touching her tits and now he could see the whole fucking show ... even to the pink moist split of her cunt with the little gargoyle's face poised there, and he watched excitedly to see when his tongue would shoot out and lick it!
Christ, she had actually asked the filthy little prick to eat her! Juan could still hardly believe that. If only he'd known all this before! Fuck, he'd eat it for her ... all the way to her tits! The bitch! Where was Mr. Gil ... and the twins? Goddamn ... wait! For a moment, he thought he saw a reflection in the glass of the windowpane ... like a car passing ... or turning into the drive ... but it must've been an illusion ... otherwise the lights would reflect and there were none. Anyway, he wasn't going to turn around to look. He didn't intend to miss any of this...!
Damn, the little bastard was laying his hands on the insides of her hot white thighs, right on either side of the flanges of her pussy, so that with his thumbs he could spread the soft, velvety lips of her delicious cunt wide open to him...!
* * *
Jan couldn't hold back the whimper of delight that coursed through her as she felt his hands hotly resting on her inner thighs, and Darrel Jenkins knew it. She was quivering all over as he slowly opened the smooth pink lips of flesh before him, until its jeweled, flushed delicacy lay exposed completely to the hunger of his lust-building desire. Greedily, his agate eyes drank of the enticing sight, wild spasms of carnality jolting through him. And then, suddenly, he reached down and tore at the front of his own trousers, unleashing the enormous shaft of his throbbing cock to thump against the side of the desk, while he dropped his head and plunged the full length of his lubricious, worming tongue into the warm quivering depths of her tightly clasping cunt!
"Oh ... ooohhhhh ... yes ... yes! My God! Oh, tongue-fuck me! Lick it! Suck it! My Godddddd!" Jan wailed passionately.
CHAPTER 6
Lee Martin couldn't have restrained his hand or his exploring fingers from his twin sister's pussy if his life depended on it. The moment she had thrown herself into his arms, pressing her diaphanous, short-nightied charms against his naked body, his eager hands had found her lush buttocks to caress and grasp, while her pointed firm full breasts dug into his chest, and he'd kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her warm moist mouth. Then, he had brought his one hand around in front of him while she did the same ... he slipping his between her spreading soft thighs to the liquidish, puffy flesh of her sparsely, hair-fringed cunt ... and she to grasp the poling rod of his young virile cock.
Both of them gasped simultaneously ... then, laughed lovingly into each other's face.
"Oh, you darling!" Katie whispered hotly, kissing him full on the mouth, while she began to work the foreskin knowingly in a push and pull motion over the rock-hard swollen length of his cock. "Would you like to have me suck it?"
Lee's words caught in his throat. His second attempt was better, but his mind was so engrossed with the action of his own fingers and the moist, velvety loveliness of her feminine raw flesh that he hardly knew what he was saying. "I'd love it, but.. . I want to fuck you, Sis! First, anyway ... then, maybe..."
"All right, all right, Darling! Whatever you want," she said, pressing him backward toward the bed. "Just so I get enough of you...! "
And suddenly, he was on his back, the edge of the bed catching him behind the knees. "Christ...! Give a guy a chance!" he gasped, pretending anger.
Again, Katie laughed, climbing onto the bed straddling him, her legs spread wide on either side of him. "Come on, get further up in the bed! Hurry...! "
He did. And like that she was over him, her knees snug to his ribs, her delicious crotch poised above his towering, rigid prick.
"I'd call this rape," he teased, reaching up to caress her hanging young breasts inside the see-through sheerness of her nightie.
She smiled affectionately down at him. "Call it anything you like, Darling ... only first, help me off with this nightie, will you?"
He did, watching the ripples of her smooth white flesh ... the uplift of her delicious, youthful pointed breasts as she raised her arms, then lowered them. He tossed the garment one-side, then engulfed her into his arms. She dropped herself down onto him, straddling him provocatively, wiggling her enchanting ass back and forth as her fleecy, soft pussy caressed and snuggled tight against his throbbing cock.
"Oh darling ... darling ... we must always be close like this ! " she whispered hotly, kissing his eyes and nose and lips.
"We will, Katie! We will ... I promise!"
"Are we wrong, Darling!"
"I don't know ... and I don't give a damn! I only know that I want you ... now and always ! "
"And I want you, my brother!" she hissed warmly into his face. "We're ... we're just like one person! Do ... do you ever feel that way, Lee?"
"All the time! One soul ... one heart ... one brain!"
"We think alike!"
"I know," he said, "I know, Baby ... and what we're doing isn't incestuous ... it's like masturbating!"
"There's nothing wrong with that!" Katie whispered. "I've read all of the books. In fact, they say it's good for you ... and I know it's good for me! I'd die without it.. . "
"What about the wolf?"
"And him," she added.
"Where is he?"
"In my room."
"I wanted to watch him fuck you with you down on all fours." Lee said, caressing both of her hanging tits with eager hands ... caressing, massaging, pulling at them gently, until finally he pretended to milk them in bovine fashion.
Katie felt a tremor of pure delight ripple over her at the lewd action and laughed quietly into his handsome face. She leaned down and kissed him, simultaneously, feeling his long thick rod jerking and dancing between her spread thighs, pumping up occasionally to slap against the flushed and fervent lips of her anticipating cunt. She wanted him so badly, but she wanted him completely relaxed and without effort, with her own body doing all of the work, plunging down onto her when he would cum.
"Are you ready?" she whispered fervently.
"Fuck, yes! I've been ready ever since you walked through that door!"
His lewd loving words were like intoxicating music to Katie's ears. "Just lie there, Darling ... don't do one thing only lie there and enjoy it! Let your sister who loves you like crazy fuck you into ecstasy!"
Lee gasped as she caught hold of his prick, manipulating it gently, working its head teasingly back and forth between the soft hair-tangled lips of her cunt before placing it at the tiny mouth of her vagina. "I-I feel as if I was spaced out!" he hissed.
"Maybe you are. You're high on a new drug ... sister-cunt, Darling," she whispered into his face as he felt the vaginal mouth of her passion-moistened pussy suddenly absorbing the head of his prick, and as he watched, her hips moved slowly up and down, up and down-down, up and down-down-down ... until his cock was throbbing explosively up inside the hot moistness of the tight fleshy sheath up between her open legs. "Do you like it ... this new drug ... sister-cunt?"
"You teasing little bitch! You know I do!"
She tittered sensually. "I can tell, you do. Does it space your head, Darling? Maybe, it gives you a sense of floating..."
"It gives me a goddamned sense of cumming!" he spat in pretension, reaching up for her. "Come down here, damn you! I want to feel you all over me ... your tits, your belly, your cunt and thighs! Christ, Katie, I'm going to fuck you stupid!"
"Try it!" she laughed.
"I will! I will!" he exclaimed, clutching at her soft, enchanting body and hauling it down tightly against him.
"Oh ... oooohhhh, please do, brother dear ... please?" Katie begged, sensing his powerful young arms engulfing her while she worked her ass in furious movements, driving her cunt up and down his straining cock and reaching behind her, trying to find his balls to hold and caress....
* * *
Frank Carter couldn't sleep, emotionally and physically drained as he was, he couldn't relax his mind long enough to doze off; nor could he bear the waiting alone there in the motel room ... wondering every minute if and when that phone was going to ring with the words he wanted, yet, dreaded to hear ... that finally they had been caught.
Abruptly, he swung from the bed, showered and dressed, then called a taxi, directing him to Sheriffs Department downtown. Hell, he might better be there where he was closer to the hub of things; at least he'd be on top of it all when it broke ... and it had to soon.
Both Neil Case and Sheriff Burgess were seated in the latter's office with the door open. Case saw him enter the City Room and motioned him back. Frank addressed the desk sergeant and told him of the agent's invitation. The officer turned around and Neil Case nodded to him.
"Right, Sir ... you can go back," the Sergeant said.
"Thanks," Frank replied, moving through the electronically locked gate when the desk attendant pressed the buzzer. Hell, he felt like a nuisance, but he didn't give a damn. After all, it was his wife they were trying to corner ... like a rat in a trap...
"Hello, Frank," Neil Case greeted from his corner armchair, offering him a limited, sympathetic smile. "Sit down."
"Thanks," Frank said, nodding at the beefy faced sheriff and dropping heavily into a chair. "I couldn't sleep, and the damned waiting there was driving me out of my skull..."
" 'Member what I said about patience, Carter?" Sheriff Burgess grunted, shifting the stub of his cigar from one to the other corner of his thick-lipped mouth. He obviously wasn't pleased to see him, Frank thought.
"Anything at all yet?" he questioned, directing his words to Neil Case.
"Nothing," the FBI man answered with a little shake of his handsome head.
"I told you we'd let you know," Sheriff Burgess grunted irritably. "Don't worry, we'll get them ... just a matter of time now. Nobody kills a lawman in my territory and gets away with it."
Frank stared at him, feeling his own eyes narrowing. "You have the proof then...? That they killed that deputy, I mean...? "
"Fuck! Is there any goddamned doubt in your mind, man?" Burgess snapped, shifting his heavy bulk irascibly in his swivel chair. "Who the hell else but those two mad dog perverts would hack a human up like that, then roast him like a fuckin' pig, eh? Especially, with the pattern they've already established right across the country ... sex and violence ... and warped sex at that."
Frank watched his watery, colorless eyes light up almost luridly, as if the thought of their alleged acts were subconsciously exciting him. He said: "Then, you don't have anything more concrete than you did ... just circumstantial, is that it?"
The big lawman's face reddened. "I don't need any more than that, Carter," he snapped. "Not when I'm dealing with their kind. They killed Jake Stacy and they're going to pay for it; you can bet your ass on that!"
"My wife never killed anyone!" Frank replied sharply. "She couldn't!"
"And how the hell would you know?" Burgess taunted, his heavy face twisting in a cynical half-grin. "Frankly, Carter, I'm beginning to wonder if you and that slut ever slept in the same bed?"
The gruff lawman's words were like salt being rubbed into an open wound and Frank Carter was on his feet as if he'd been shot from a gun. He took a step toward where the big man sat unmoving and grinning up at him, but Neil Case caught him halfway ... and later, Frank had thanked him for that.
"Come on, let's you and I go down the street and get some coffee," the agent said, manipulating him by the arm in a circle toward the door. Frank looked back over his shoulder, but said nothing; Burgess was still grinning after him, the soggy cigar stub jutting from his wet mouth. "Come on, Frank, it's going to be long night.. . "
* * *
Darrel Jenkins felt Mrs. Jan Martin's soft hands clasping and unclasping at his bald head; she was moaning and gasping, and pulling his face forcefully toward the spread, moist pink slit of her open cunt. He sensed the movements of her head already flailing back and forth in helpless passion as he speared his hot tongue up into the warm velvety depths of her squirming lubricious pussy. She ground her hips uncontrollably against the hard, ungiving surface of the desk, writhing and twitching, audible mewlings incessantly escaping from between her clenched teeth; then, she tried to raise her cunt up higher to him, pressing his face into the silken, hair-fringed slit, its sensitive, vaginal walls opening and closing around his tongue in a liquid sucking reaction, as if independent of the rest of her lewdly twisting body.
Wildly, his heavy length of cock jerked and spanked the side of the desk and he reached down to stroke it, withdrawing his probing tongue at the same time to lick upward through the dewy flesh of the splayed open fissure furrowing her delectable crotch, flicking its tip as he laved, circling the tiny shaft of her quivering, passion-hardened clitoris, then enveloping all with his lips, sucking and drawing the warm and soft pink inner folds into the hot shelter of his mouth, while his tongue maintained its maddening licking around the straining plexus of her womanhood.
"Oh ... oh, sweet darling ... you're beautiful!" Jan gasped in choking breaths. "My God ... your hot tongue is like liquid fire, Lover! Ooohhh ... lick it.. . suck it. . . don't stop, Darling ... please ... please...! "
Stop? Fuck, he h a d n't even begun! He couldn't stop now if Gil Martin walked into the room with a shotgun! His prick burned and tingled as if someone had been whipping it with a paddle! The goddamned absinthe always did that to him ... and he knew he had to do something with it soon before it burst into flame to blaze like a pitch-torch! Shit! He wondered if Martin had any idea of the rare specimen he had in this enchanting creature? On second thought, maybe he'd let the sonofabitch go to prison, then he could have her all to himself ... and little Katie in the bargain...!
He raised his eyes to stare at her licentiously contorted face; her head still flailed methodically at a set rhythmic pace, causing her long dark tresses to toss wildly back and forth, while her hands clutched at the skin of his pate, her fingers interlaced behind his head, and then she was trying to direct his intently sucking mouth to the small pulsing opening of the clenching passage between her wide open thighs.
Abruptly, Jan felt him pressing her legs back even further and she trembled in libidinous delight. Her knees suddenly flattened her tingling breasts, his small hands behind them, holding them there, raising her lewdly exposed genitals higher to his frenzied tongue and sucking mouth. Then, she felt his hot lingual member making delicious contact with her tiny puckered anus, laving and probing sensually at the delicate rubbery orifice, sending enrapturing sensations of carnal bliss soaring through her whole lust-incited body. Oh God! What a lover he was! The ugly, deformed little beast! He was beautiful.. . beautiful.. !
The feel of her miniature mouth of raised anal flesh to the tip of his exploring tongue was as intoxicating to Darrel Jenkins as the absinthe he'd drunk. Again, his head filled with the delicate essence of female perfume as he licked the smooth, soft crevice between her taut, widespread buttocks; then he stiffened his tongue-muscles like a raw, hardened little prick and tried to worm its tip into the receptive, pulsating hole. He sensed her relaxing to the fullest and thrusting her little ass-hole upward, until at last his tongue burrowed beyond the slackened oval ring for a fraction of an inch ... then further, and yet further into her back channel. His lecherous brain spun with the animalistic obscenity of the act, while desperately he tried for further depths, reaming and rotating the oral shaft, as simultaneously he tauntingly fingered her erect and throbbing clitoris.
"Yes ... Yes! My God ... oooohhhhhh ... Darling!" Jan moaned passionately. "Ooohhh yessss ... tongue-fuck my ass-hole! Farther, Darling! Push it in farther...! Oooohhhh Godddddd!"
But Jenkins had reached his limit, both in the distance of his oral entry and the endurance of his throbbing cock! He couldn't wait any longer! He had to fuck or be sucked! His rod was aching all the way up to his navel! He jerked his tongue from her still clenching anus and straightened up.
"Undress!" he ordered, stepping back and pulling at his own clothes. "Hurry, dammit! I want you naked when I fuck you!"
Jan lifted herself to her elbows, slowly lowering her legs, her brain spinning with the effects of the aphrodisiacal absinthe as she stared at him tearing frantically at his shirt and pants, the ugliness of his deformed pointed chest raising revulsive little qualms in her belly.
"M-My God, we can't, Darrel!" she managed, her brain catching a fleeting glimpse of reality for one brief moment. "We can't ... supposing Gil should wake up and come...! " but her voice trailed off there as her eyes dropped to lock on his massive, rail-yard prick poling out from his odious little groin, and a series of erotic tremors uncontrollably rippled through her. "Oh ... oh, it's such a magnificent cock, Darling ... I ... I can't resist it.. . I just can't.. . my God!"
Darrel Jenkins broke into a slow, lewd grin and she began to fumble with her clothes with trembling hands...
* * *
Juan Chaverez could hear his beautiful Mrs. gasping and moaning as he watched her writhing beneath the hot searing tongue of the ugly one. Occasionally, he could even hear his own grunts as he continued to stroke his rock-hard shaft with vigor and gape at the licentious performance taking place on the other side of the glass not ten feet away from him. Almost continuously, she tossed her wealth of long black hair back and forth as the ogre's spearing tongue shot out again and again, its vile flicking tip circling the Mrs.' quivering, rigid little clitoris.
Fuck, he could see the tiny stem in its moist, pink shrine from where he stood, like a miniature baby-prick trembling feverishly beneath his filthy mouth! Then, he would suck, drawing the warm folds of her inner cunt-lips into his demented face ... aaahhh, how delicious they must taste ... while his serpent tongue would keep up its nerve-destroying licking against the little shaft of her clitoris...
Christ! It was almost too much to watch! His heavy belly quaked lasciviously from the carnal sight as he clutched and masturbated his thick cock obscenely. Fuck, how he wished he had those panties of hers that the monstrosity had finally discarded. He'd eat the crotch right out of them!
Damn! The bastard was pressing her legs back further, until her knees flattened her tits, raising her beautiful genitals even higher to him! The cocksucker was licking her lovely ass-hole! And she was going right out of her mind!
Oh shit! He couldn't take any more of it! He felt like kicking the fucking window to splinters and rushing it there to bury his own aching prick in her! But then ... they stopped! The little sonofabitch had backed away and was stripping his clothes off ... and so was the Mrs...! She seemed to be absolutely spellbound by the sight of his huge cock ... and he, himself, could well understand that. Christ! He'd never before seen one to equal it...!
But who was that in the doorway behind him...? Lee...? No ... but he was young ... and Jesus Christ! He had a gun...!
Slowly, reluctantly, Juan slackened the speed of his pumping hand grasping his shaft, as he stared with mounting fear at the unobserved, grinning young man entering the room behind the disrobing, lust-filled couple...!
CHAPTER 7
"I tell you there was someone looking in a window!" Susan insisted as Ronnie eased the Caddy along the drive to the back near the garage. "I saw a figure in the moonlight over near the far end of the house ... right up against it, as if...! "
"It was nothing," Ronnie repeated. "Probably a bush. You're jumpy, Cunt-Baby. Now, get hold of yourself. . . this may get sticky."
Damn him! She didn't know why she should care anyway. It was really all over between them and she knew it. What else mattered? That he finally rob a bank ... or shoot a policeman, his life's ambition? God ... if only she didn't love him so . . !
"All right, come on, Baby," he hissed, opening the door and moving out his side of the car. "Not a sound now ... and stay right behind me. You got the tape and clothesline?"
"Yes," she whispered, the blood pounding in her temples, her breath tight in her throat, hating herself for what she was doing, had done, and would do, yet, unable to control the provocative sensations racing through her at the exciting anticipation of what was to come! God, it was almost like sex itself ... and the final release was always so hedonistic . . ! If only it would never end ... but he was near finished with her, and that meant the very, very curtain to everything . . ! Yes ... yes, it did . . !
"Shhhhhhhh!" Ronnie hissed, interrupting her thought as they met at the front of the car. "We'll take the kitchen first. I hear sounds in there ... probably the help. I don't want anyone leaving this place until we're through. Remember now, if there's only one person, I'll handle it; if there're two, I'll cover 'em and you move behind them ... and don't get panicky if they try something ... or I have to shoot. Understand?"
Sue swallowed tightly, then nodded. He grinned bolsteringly at her and she fell in behind him, half-crouching as he was, and they moved toward the kitchen entrance.
Susan watched him ease the door open soundlessly then slip inside. She was right behind him. The heavy woman at the sink had no idea of their entry. Her broad back was to them and she was singing while she washed pots and pans. She was obviously of Spanish or Mexican origin, Sue decided, the nature of her song indicating it, as well as her beautiful black hair so religiously coiffured and netted.
Ronnie dug the nozzle of his gun into her back and she gasped, dropping a pan. Frantically, she swung around with flailing arms, saw him and opened her mouth to scream.
"You bitch! You make one sound and I'll blast your guts out!" Ronnie snarled, thrusting the barrel of the weapon into her fat, soft belly.
Sue was amazed how quickly she recovered control of herself ... almost as if she'd known some measure of violence before in her life. She obviously wasn't frightened, only startled. Her beautiful dark eyes narrowed and she glared at them with a certain air of disgust.
"What do you want?" she spat.
"Shut up, or I'll smash all those pretty teeth in!" Ronnie spat. Then, to Sue: "Tape her mouth and wrists. Save the clothesline for the men ... if there are any here. Then, grab a sharp knife ... it might come in handy, Baby. Right?"
"Right, Darling," Sue heard herself answer as she moved behind the big woman.
* * *
Gil Martin opened his eyes slowly. His mind swam as he raised himself erect in the chair and tried to survey the room. It was empty! Even the table was cleared off! What the hell . . ! His mouth tasted like a half-dozen pairs of old gym sneakers. He was stoned! No ... only half-stoned ... that goddamned stuff that Jenkins had brought had really tipped him over ... What the hell ... he had a hard on!
Jan and the twins must've left him in disgust
. . . and he didn't know but what they'd done the right thing. He'd blown it!
Big man . . ! He'd made an ass of himself for real, and they'd left him right there in his head-of-the-house chair. He didn't blame them ... in front Jenkins, Jan, and the twins ... Christ, he'd let them down getting whacked like this. Fuck, he still was ... but his cock was as hard as a hammer handle. He wondered if Jan was sleeping yet? He'd wanted to make love to her so much tonight.. .
Who the hell was that coming toward him . . ? Lee . . ? No ... no ... and there was someone behind him ... It was Maria ... with something over her mouth, her arms pulled tight behind her ... another was following her! A girl! What the hell was this...?
"Don't try to get up, Mr. Martin! That might be your first and last mistake!" Ronnie ordered.
Gil strained his eyes to see the young man. He was tall, good-looking ... and he had a pistol ... pointing right at his chest! He felt the blood draining from his arms that were endeavoring to lift him from the chair, and he fell back heavily. Then, he glanced at Maria. Her eyes were wide, dark, and flashing, but there wasn't the slightest trace of fear in them. He heard himself say:
"What is this, anyway? Who're you...? "
"You keep your fucking mouth closed tight mister!" Ronnie snarled obscenely. "You say one more word and I'll crease your skull right down to your shoulders! You hear?"
Gil heard. He was half-drunk, but he heard, and well! The gleam in the boy's eye told him more than his words did! He'd kill! And then, something else clicked ... not keenly, but enlighteningly. On both the way to the golf course and coming home earlier with Lee, he had haphazardly listened to the reports of the young, wild couple who were wanted from coast to coast, and were in the midst of a crime spree that was reminiscent of the thirties ... What was their names...?
"Tie him, Sue!" the boy said. "Rope, then tape the knots. He's my baby, so don't let anything happen to him, eh...? "
Gil looked dazedly from one to the other. The girl was moving behind him. She was lovely ... long blond hair, pretty face, full breasts ... but older ... It was them, all right, Ronnie and Sue! That was it! The whole damn country was looking for them, and here they were in his house! He might just as well be a thousand miles from anywhere with that goddamned private road! Not even a sheriffs car patrolled it! Oh, Christ ... Jan ... and the twins...! What was going to happen to them...?
"Just keep your hands behind the chair," Sue said softly dropping down behind him. "Do as you're told and no one will be hurt ... I promise! You hear me ... I promise...! "
* * *
Even as she wantonly stripped the clothing from her passionately aroused body, Jan couldn't take her eyes from the wondrous sight of Darrel Jenkins's near ten inches of thick, purple crested prick. The sensations that were charging through her at the memory of the ecstasy it had brought her earlier that day obliterated all else from her salaciously infected mind ... from the presence of her loving husband who might burst in on them at any moment, to the odious abhorrence of the little man's horribly misshapen body. Nothing mattered only the reality of this phallic marvel and the enchanting bliss it would soon bring to her sensuously quivering, soft white flesh when he thrust it into the seething, needing channel between her trembling thighs!
Jenkins saw that her desire-glazed dark eyes were seemingly riveted to his aching shaft, and tauntingly he reached down with his small hand and began to lewdly stroke it, working the heavy foreskin back and forth in a slow movement over the moist, turgid blood-engorged head. It was too much for her. He heard her groan, saw her tiny pink tongue dart out to lick at her lovely full lips, and then she dropped to her knees in front of him, her lush pointed breasts dancing and swaying with the move.
He said nothing, only gaped down at her beautiful face slackened in its expression of abandon, and he watched in fascinated lust as she knelt there almost reverently, taking the hot shaft from his hand, her long slender fingers circling it to manipulate the heavy layer of skin while she leaned close and began to lick away the seepage of white droplets oozing from the little split at its tip ... then, ovaled her luscious lips and slid them slowly over the pulsating knob while her tongue continued to swirl wildly...!
Ronnie, with Sue right behind him, had stopped short in the half-opened doorway to stare in awe at the unexpected lascivious scene of two naked people making it ... making it like they didn't give a damn whether school kept or not. . . ! And the broad, a delicious looking bitch, was right down on her knees sucking him ... nursing the goddamned biggest cock he'd ever seen on a man ... if that's what the dwarfed little chicken-breasted, humped-back bastard was!
He heard Sue gasp behind him and threw her a shut up glance as she moved to his side, her own green eyes widening in amazement, undoubtedly at the unbelievable length of thick cock the long-haired doll was trying to work down into her throat. Shit, she was a doll, all right, with tits like lush melons jiggling provocatively as she pumped her pretty face back and forth on the end of the fucking gargoyle's prick, and as much as he'd like to stand there and play peeping-tom, there was work to be done ... besides, maybe they could get back to it once he'd covered the whole house and had them all under control. He felt his own rod give a jerk as he took a step into the room, shoved the door wide open and said:
"Okay, lovers, this session will have to wait a while! I've got some other games we're going to play first! Stand up, bitch ... and don't you make one fucking move, Stumpy, or I'll blow that pride an' joy of yours right off your balls...! "
* * *
Ronnie moved silently by himself through the rest of the house, wearing an obscene little smile on his handsome, young face. He'd found a loaded revolver in the desk-drawer of the den and given it to Sue to keep the tied up weirdoes in line where they all sat cozily in the living room.
As he eased from room to room, he couldn't help but think of the looks of shock that'd widened both Martin's and the Mexican woman's face when he'd marched the long-pricked dwarf and the luscious broad who'd admitted she was Mrs. Martin, into the living room with their hands tied behind them and as naked as jaybirds, except for the tape Sue had plastered over their mouths. He'd never heard so much grunting, nor seen such eye-expression in his life. If eyes could kill, Stumpy would've keeled over from the knives Martin was shooting at him, while Martin's wife's were filled with shame and tears ... like some kid who'd been caught pissing behind the house and was begging forgiveness.
Ronnie snickered as he took the stairs two at a time, the gun in his hand. The sexy escapade in the den, along with the enticing nude sight of the gorgeous Mrs. Martin had set off some wild ideas to ferment in his brain ... little participation games that should make for a pleasant way to pass the night while they were waiting for morning and a trip to Martin's bank ... but first, he had to find Katie and the twin she'd told him about. . . and that fucking wolf!
He couldn't forget the shaggy brute-animal and the way he'd growled and bared his fangs at him the day he'd talked to the blonde little chick. The fucking beast was vicious but the doll could control him, however, she might not be too friendly this time when they met.. . He thought these things as he moved stealthily along the second-floor hallway, gently turning the knob of the first door he came to ... it swung inward and a faint light filled the room...
Suddenly, there was a ferocious growl and Genghis charged! Frantically, Ronnie leaped to one side as the wolf reared up on its hind legs; Ronnie slashed with the gun in his hand with all of his off-balance strength against the great wolfs massive skull and heard the solid thud of metal against bone! A whimpering yelp emitted from the brute before it staggered and fell over onto its side ... un-moving...!
Ronnie stumbled back against the wall and slumped there, trying to swallow his heart out of his throat. It'd all happened so goddamned fast ... and not ten seconds after he'd been contemplating the dangers of the fucking animal! Jesus Christ ... how the hell had he ever floored that monster, anyway? Luck ... pure luck! And it wasn't dead ... just stunned; he could see its heart beat. . . !
His legs still felt rubbery, but he managed to get them under him. He looked around the room, the appointments as well as the delicate fragrance assuring him that it was feminine quarters, and probably Katie's. He walked wobbly to the adjoining bath, peering in to see that it was empty. Maybe, she was out someplace; it was still early. Damn, he hoped not; that could clog up his plans. He went back to the door, took a last glance at the fucking wolf, felt a cold chill ripple up his spine, and closed the door behind him.
The next two rooms were dark and empty, but the third was locked, yet there was a dim light escaping from beneath it. He leaned his ear tight against it and listened ... Voices ... whispering voices ... and little moans...! Then, distinctly, he heard: "Ooohhh ... yessss ... Lee darling ... like that ... like that! Ooohh yesss ... shove your-prick right up into it! Hard! Harrdd...! "
Sonofabitch, he thought! That was Katie's voice; he couldn't mistake it! And Lee ... her brother...? Jesus Christ, what was this place, some sort of cathouse?
* * *
Sue couldn't help but smile as she gazed from one to the other of her prisoners in the room. The banker sat by himself, tied securely in his chair that they'd dragged in from the dining room, his good-looking eyes still bubbling with hate as he stared unceasingly at his naked wife and her little obnoxious friend seated beside her on the couch, gloriously naked and with their hands bound behind them. The Mexican woman sat quietly in a chair opposite them, her beautiful eyes denoting little of what she might be feeling, but the lovely Mrs. Martin was enduring the remorseful pains of hell as she sat in her shamed nudity before the hate-filled, degrading stare of her husband.
"Well, you're being such nice prisoners that I think I'll have a drink," Sue said, walking toward the small corner bar. "You know, it's not impossible that you can all get out of this alive ... if you do as you're told. If you don't ... or you try anything, I can assure you, Ronnie will kill you! I hope you understand that. . . ! She picked up the bottle on the bar and read the label ... Absinthe ... Of course, she'd heard of it ... and was well aware that its sale was banned. "Well ... what have we here? A little sex stimulant, maybe?" she said, opening the bottle to smell. "Mmmmmmmmmmmh.. . enticing, isn't it. . . ? " God, it was what she needed, a good stiff drink to help her forget.
She found a glass, poured into it and began to sip it straight as she moved back toward the center of the room. Her eyes surveyed from one to the other of them, all sitting placidly in their taped silence; finally they came to rest on the limp shaft that dangled down between the almost withered thighs of the deformed man, and several inches in front of him. It was a phenomenal organ; she'd never seen anything to equal it in length or thickness, and she couldn't help the tiny quiver of excitement it inspired in her.
God, she thought suddenly, if only Frank had owned something like that ... and had known how to use it! She moved toward Jenkins, her eyes fixed on the deflated shaft, until she was standing directly above him and he raised his head to look up at her, his dark, agate eyes almost piercing as they searched hers. Sue smiled at him, then sipped her drink, feeling the warm smooth liquid gently tingling in her throat as she swallowed, and again warming in her belly pleasantly. She bent forward then, her long blond hair draping over her shoulders as she took her glass into the same hand that held the revolver and with the free one, reached down to gently grasp his long, limp cock.
A licentious ripple of excitement coursed through Sue, and she felt his ugly body jerk as she clutched the hot, spongy length of thick flesh in her soft hand, amazed at the sight of the inches protruding from either end of her white fist ... and then she sensed it immediately beginning to harden and convulse inside her enclosed palm and fingers. Dear God, she'd never imagined such a beautiful love tool could exist!
Slowly, she dropped to her knees in front of him, sipping at her drink once more before sitting it down with the revolver beside her, the rapidly stiffening rod of flesh commanding her attention as she pressed his thin thighs apart and slipped her hand beneath to cup the massive sac containing his balls. Galvanic excitement raced through her incited loins and belly as she weighed and held his unbelievable manhood in her hands, and slowly she raised her wide, green eyes to those dark ones of the beautiful woman beside him who was watching feverishly.
Their expressions locked and understanding passed between them. For a long moment, they transmitted thoughts to each other ... until Sue pulled hers away to focus once more on the now rigid shaft of hot flesh in her hand. Momentarily, in passing, she saw his nauseously deformed breastbone jutting forward at her, but even that only seemed to add to the wild and salacious fermentations rapidly building within her belly and loins.
She watched her own small hand as it began to manipulate the heavy foreskin up and down the thick stalk, skinning back its foreskin until the fiery-red glans stood sleek and naked, a tiny bubble of white viscidness erupting from its split tip, and she couldn't resist leaning down to lick it away . . !
"All right, Cunt Baby! Get on your feet, you bitch!" Ronnie's voice barked savagely, its knife-like sharpness cutting right through her. "What the hell're you trying to do ... blow the whole show! Stupid cunt! I ought to slap you silly, you cock-happy bitch! Get up!"
His vicious words were like poisoned razor-edges cutting into her, yet quickly, Sue had picked up her drink and the weapon and gotten to her feet. "I-I don't know what came over me, Dar.. . " she started as she swung around, her words catching in her throat at the sight of the beautiful naked blonde girl and boy entering the room in front of Ronnie's gun. The girl was crying ... and she couldn't be over fifteen or sixteen ... nor was the handsome boy...! God, they were twins!
"Cock came over you! That's all, bitch!"
Ronnie snarled. "And one more little booboo like that might be your last, you understand?"
"I-I told you ... I don't know what. . . , " she paused. "I'm sorry, Ronnie. Please, forgive me...? "
"Shut up and get over there with that gun! Help me keep these nice people in tow while I explain the facts of life to them," he ordered, shoving both Katie and Lee into the center of the circle the other prisoners made.
Gil Martin was insane with anger and rage at the sight of his beautiful young daughter, Katie being degraded this way; yet, even as he strained at his bonds he couldn't keep his eyes off her soft and white enchanting nakedness. Christ, it'd been years since he'd seen her in the buff. . . my God, she was a grown woman! And the sight of her sensuous loveliness was making his still hardened cock jerk achingly inside his pants ... but he wasn't ashamed ... only sorry that he hadn't held her in his arms lovingly and told her that he wanted her!
Jan felt a tremor of salacious delight pass over her as she stared at the nude, muscular body of her son. Had she been able to, she wouldn't have cast its meaning aside. She saw his young discerning eyes raking her nakedness and almost tauntingly, she spread her thighs just enough for him to see what was his ... if only God would see them through this horror! Somehow, she would make up to Gil ... but above everything in this world she would have her Lee...!
"All right!" Ronnie snapped when Katie and her twin had dropped onto a davenport across from Jenkins and Jan. "Now, I'm going to give you the meat of this picture. When I planned this little hit, I didn't have any idea that we were going to walk into a fuck-nest ... but it seems as if we have.. . . " He grinned slowly. "And that may just prove wild before this night's over.
"One thing I want you all to get in your fucking skulls! I'll kill the first bastard that tries anything! Is that clear?" He looked around at the tensed faces. "For the record, I'm Ronnie ... she's Sue ... maybe you've heard of us. Our reason for being here is to walk into the Breynar Bank tomorrow morning with Mr. Martin ... Gil, .isn't it.. . ? With Gil and clean out the vault! If he cooperates ... all of you cooperate ... no one will get hurt," Ronnie went on, breaking into a little grin, "fucked maybe ... but not hurt...! "
He's the one who called himself Ronnie Carter I was telling you about!" Katie burst out. "My God, how could I've thought that he was so damned nice...? "
"Shut up!" Ronnie spat at her. "One more word and you get taped and tied like the others ... both you and that heavy cocked twin of yours! Got that?" Katie fell back, silently. "And for your sake, Mom an' Dad, I just dug these two out of the same sack ... fucking like a matched pair of rabbits ... now, would you believe it?"
"Ronnie!" Sue exclaimed. "You didn't have to tell that...! "
"Shut up, damn you! I'm running this show!" Ronnie barked savagely. "You better get that straight, Sue! You're treading on thin ice!"
Sue stared at him from across the room, the weapon in her hand almost dangling by her side. Oh Lord, why ... why? "I-I'm sorry, Baby, I didn't mean to butt in..."
He said nothing, only deridingly looked away from her. Then, to the brother and sister he had just ushered into the room, he said: "And for your benefit.. . to bring you up to date, kids ... to let you know why I am the way I am in this fucking establishment world ... when we popped into this place, we found your mother sucking off that weird little griffin in the den ... I just thought you'd like to know."
Ronnie felt a sense of sadistic excitement trickle through him as he watched Katie bury her face at his words, then, her brother gape at his mother in unbelieving horror before turning away from the brunette's pleading eyes. Ronnie sniggered, to himself and looked toward the man who was going to bundle up all that loot for him, ignoring the seething rage in Gil Martin's eyes as his own finally came to rest on the fat Mexican broad. He stared at her for a long moment. Once, she'd been beautiful ... now she was fat ... maybe forty or less, but still pretty in the face. He said to Sue:
"What're you drinking?"
"Absinthe."
"What. . . ? "
"Absinthe. It's a liqueur ... an aphrodisiac..."
"Never mind the outline. Bring me the bottle." Sue hesitated. "It's sexually potent, Darling. It'll. . . "
"Good! That's just what I need. Bring it here ... then, cut that pretty cook loose and take the tape off her mouth."
"Wh ... what? What are you going to do, Honey...? "
"Have some fun. It's going to be a long night, Baby ... We need some pleasurable diversions. Cut her loose and strip her! You got that, cookie? Sue's going to untie you and take the tape from your mouth. Then, I want you to undress ... we're going to have a party! Clear? Is it. . . ? "
Slowly, and absent of any emotions, Maria nodded her head. She understood.
"Remember, you make any stupid mistakes and I'll blast two slugs into your fat ass!" Ronnie hissed. "You got that clear?"
Once more, Maria nodded.
"I might even shoot one of the others in the bargain ... so don't make a mistake!"
She wagged her head.
Ronnie grinned as Sue handed him the absinthe bottle. "Okay, Chickie, untie and strip that meaty bitch...! "
CHAPTER 8
Juan Chaverez had felt his prick grow limp in his hand, limp like a length of heavy, well-used rope, when he saw the young couple march the Mrs. and the ugly one out of the den at the point of a gun ... not even letting them dress, only prodding them out into the hallway, and for a moment he thought he might have an attack of one kind or another. Christ in heaven! His Maria was in that house!
He swung away from the window, caught his toe on the root of a bush and went sprawling headlong, landing with an oofish grunt on his heavy belly and scraping his prick against the earth and grass. Sharp pain raced up his spine from his arthritic affliction, but that was nothing, he realized, in comparison to the agony soaring through his squashed and scuffed, precious cock! Christ, he'd forgotten in his anxiety to put it away, and now he felt as if he were covered with blood! He rolled onto his back and sat up to examine himself, surprised when he saw by the moonlight that it was quite intact. Remembering then, he struggled to his feet, tucked the paining length of flesh tenderly into his pants, zipped, and set off toward the living room window.
They were there, Mr. Gil, the naked Mrs. with Jenkins, bound and taped on the davenport ... and his own Maria! She, too, was tied, and they'd put adhesive tape over her mouth! Christ, he'd bet that was driving her mad ... not being able to use that cutting tongue of hers ... But, his poor darling ... why the hell were they holding her?
He had to do something! Get the police ... yes, that was it! Get the ... What the hell! The blonde girl was playing with Jenkins's prick! She was dropping onto her knees while she stroked the monstrous shaft. . . and ... and, she was licking it!
Mother of Christ! This would be a night to remember, all right! The bitch was actually. . . ! Goddamn! There was the missy and Lee ... as naked as the day they were born! Jesus! He could see her pretty little pussy as clearly as he could her tear-twisted face! Damn, she was a pretty thing, but she was crying ... and there was the young bastard with the gun right behind them, snarling viciously at the blonde licking
Jenkins's prick!
Oh shit! What was going to happen next? Why was he ... were they, doing this? Juan couldn't imagine what it was all about, but whatever it was, it was bad! He wished to hell he could hear what the boy with the gun was saying; he was too far from the window and didn't dare get closer. His cock still hurt as if someone had branded it with a white-hot iron! It'd never be the same again, he felt certain! Fuck, what a horrible thing ... to have to live without your pecker working in top-notch order! A man would go out of his mind ... anyway, he would! Maria might be happy, but he would lose his wits! And, ah yes, so would she. It was true that she jawed continuously at him, but she loved him and she loved his prick; he felt certain of it. Wasn't it only Saturday night when he was sober that she'd tried to get him to shove it.. . ?
What the hell! The bastards! The dirty sons of mongrels! They were making his Maria undress! Yes ... they were! They were! The blonde bitch was helping her ... taking off all of her clothes! Stripping her naked before all of those men! Good Christ! He had to do something! Go for the police! He had to ... but he couldn't leave! What ... what were they going to do to Maria...?
* * *
Katie sat beside her naked brother in a state of numbed disbelief. The entire horror was beyond the realm of possibility to her ... yet, she knew it was taking place while she sat amidst it in stripped shame. Shame...? Yes, that was part of it, but more for her Mom and Dad than for herself or Lee ... even though they had been caught right in the middle of incestuous lovemaking. . . ! And now, when her Daddy looked at her, she felt like hiding her face and never showing it again ... yet, she didn't feel that way with her Mom ... not after that afternoon. Mom would understand ... did understand, Katie felt certain of that, but Daddy never would! Oh Daddy...! And poor Lee; she could only imagine the shame and rage he was enduring after the way Ronnie Carter ... no, it was Garrett, wasn't it. . . he'd lied to her ... the sonofabitch! He'd known what he was going to do all the time! It was part of his plan! But the way he had treated Lee, calling him names and shoving him around up in his room...; she knew how filled with disparagement her beautiful young brother had to feel . :.
Dear God, what was going to happen to them, anyway? The wild gleam in Ronnie Garrett's eyes was enough to tell her how wrong she'd been about him. He was a monster and the bitch with him no better! Yet ... yet ... she couldn't deny that the same gleam flickering evilly in those dark windows of his handsome face were adding to the fermentations that Lee had already set off inside her!
God ... God! He was making Maria take off her clothes! Sue ... that's what he called her, the pretty-faced witch! She was helping poor Maria, who didn't seem in the least afraid ... in fact, she was almost sneering at the girl as she discarded her things! Oh God ... if only there was someway she could call Genghis ... but she'd closed the door when she'd gone to Lee's room...! And now Daddy was staring at her! Oh Lord, she just couldn't look at him . . !
"All right, Cunt-Baby," Katie heard Ronnie snap lewdly at his blonde accomplice. "You come over here and revive the dwarf's sagging prick. You wanted to" lick it ... well, lick it! Get it up nice and hard! In the meantime, Cookie," he spat, addressing Maria, "you get your drawers off and get out here in the middle of the floor ... flat on your back with those flabby legs spread wide open. We're going to have a little fuck-match in honor of the establishment ... something to spark the long night ahead. The griffin's going to sink his yard of prick into you..."
"Stop it! Stop it!" Katie half-screamed, sliding to the edge of the davenport, her enchanting face twisted in fear-filled rage. "Damn you! What kind of animal are you, anyway. . . ? "
Lee reached out to grasp his twin's soft arm but she shook him off. Gil Martin strained at his bonds futilely, while Sue walked toward Darrel Jenkins, a half-smile on her face as she dropped between his spread legs and once again gently clasped his massive, half-sagging cock.
Ronnie raised the absinthe bottle and drank heavily from it, then, he grinned down at the naked Katie. He shoved the pistol into his belt and moved slowly toward her.
"You know something?" he spoke softly. "When I first saw you the other day I thought you were something else. I'd've bet my ass you were a virgin! I said to myself, now if you'd only known her a year ago, Ronnie Garrett, you wouldn't be the lousy shit you are today! But then ... you see, Baby, I ... I was wrong! You were nothing but a brother-fucker! No virgin! Just a brother-fucker! A bitch ... like all of 'em ... like Sue there who's getting ready to lick Stumpy's prick ... just a cock-struck cunt! You'd sell your soul for a shaft of solid meat!
And you'll get it, Baby! Before this night's out ... you'll get it!"
* * *
Oh God, if he could only work loose and get at him, Gil Martin thought! The filth and viciousness he was spewing at his own little baby! He'd throttle him until there wasn't a breath of life left in his vile carcass.
Damn, he could hardly look at the lurid spectacle of poor Maria plodding nakedly to the center of the room and lying down with spread legs as ordered ... yet, there was something majestic about her ... even with her heavy layers of flesh ... Christ, he couldn't remember when he'd ever seen such basket-tits, nor a wealth of pubic hair to equal hers! It covered all of her crotch and part of her belly, a line of it running to her navel ... and she was smiling even as she lay down ... as if she were challenging the whole goddamned world!
Damn you, Jenkins, I hope she sucks you right inside her! You miserable little bastard! My poor Jan ... you compromised her finally, didn't you? Well, maybe you'll pay the price before the night's out. . . !
* * *
As embarrassed and enraged as he was with the whole despicable situation and Ronnie Garrett in particular, Lee Martin couldn't deny the revived excitement that the unnoticed lewd gesture his Mom had made to him caused in his pelvic region. She had looked him directly in the eyes, her own seeming to sparkle at the sight of his nakedness, and then she had spread her beautiful, creamy soft thighs open enough for him to see the pink split partially shadowed by her silken black hair, as if she were trying to let him know that it was his if they ever got out of this in one piece, and he felt his wilted member give a responsive jerk at the entrancing sight.
God, how he wanted to rush to her and hold her in his arms ... tear the rope and tape from her, then, kiss her tender lips and caress her curvaceous loveliness! She was so beautiful, so soft and voluptuous, like Katie! Christ, he loved them both so damned much! That bastard, Garrett! He'd kill him before this night was over for what he'd done to her ... to all of them! And while he was at it, he'd kill that little hunchbacked sonofabitch, too! Goddamned him, making his beautiful Mom suck his filthy prick...! And now the blonde, Sue, Garrett had called her ... she was openly licking the little bastard's enormous cock, while poor Maria was obscenely spread open in the middle of the floor like a circus fat-lady!
Shit, Lee thought, glancing down at his own re-hardening shaft, he'd never seen so much crotch hair on a female in his life ... but there was something about it and all the rest of her huge body that was almost grand ... sensually regal. As much as he'd certainly never regarded Maria from a sexual standpoint, he couldn't help himself right at that moment as she lay there with her heavy thighs spread wide apart, the profusely fringed lips of her cunt splayed partially open to expose the moist coral flesh within, while her shining black eyes seemed to dance in obvious anticipation. Christ, she was anything but afraid...!
"Okay, okay, Cunt-Baby!" Ronnie snapped at Sue who was still on her knees between Jenkins's scrawny little legs, licking and sucking at the near plum-colored knob of his now rigid penis, and Lee felt his stomach knot as the punk wound his fist in her long blond hair, jerking her to her feet. "I didn't say to suck him dry! I said to get it up for him! Pig! Now, stand over there and keep the gun on the Mama and Papa. I'll handle the rest!"
Sue didn't answer, but did as he ordered, almost cringingly, Lee thought. Then, Ronnie grabbed Jenkins and yanked him to his feet. Lee watched as he caught at the edge of the tape covering the deformed man's mouth and tore it away with a sadistic grin, raising a grunt of pain from the little millionaire's mouth.
"Damn you!" Jenkins spat. "You better kill me you warped bastard! Because if I ever get out of here alive...! "
Ronnie began to laugh, then Lee watched him manipulate Jenkins bodily in front of him and steer him directly toward Maria's outspread thighs.
"Here he comes, Cookie!" Garrett said. "Catch him and get that bull-cock of his into you! Remember, his hands are tied...! "
With that, the young gunman shoved and Darrel Jenkins went sprawling face first on top of the cushioned cradle of Maria's licentiously gaped open, soft body. His face buried itself between the heavy, fleshy melons of her huge round breasts, and she caught him as if he were a doll, a sudden smile broadening her pretty face.-'
"Don't worry, little man," she said, holding him half-aloft and grinning up at him as if they were alone in the room. "I'll take care of you."
"Jesus Christ!" Jenkins gasped, staring down at her in shocked amazement.
Lee couldn't believe it! Goddamn, he was either loosing his wits, or Maria actually wanted that huge ogre-cock inside her ... and by the way she was staring at it, his wits weren't deceiving him...!
"Hey, that's it, Baby!" Ronnie said, moving close as Maria eased Jenkins down between her lewdly spread thighs and raised up to grasp at his massive handle of hard flesh. "Give us a real show...! "
"Now you keep out of it!" Maria snapped up at Ronnie's grinning face. "You want us to do it, then we'll do it, but I don't need any pointers from you! I had my first one before you were even born, eh? So, get back and play with your gun ... and I'll give you a show, Tijuana style...! "
* * *
Darrel Jenkins couldn't control the grunt that choked up out of him as Maria's big feminine hand clutched his throbbing cock and began to massage its heavy foreskin skillfully, while he knelt helpless between her bulging thighs. Christ, she was a mountain of flesh, yet she didn't repulse him ... in fact, she intrigued him ... just as his cock was fascinating her! He'd never seen a cunt when it looked more inviting to him! Damn, he'd been about ready to lose his mind with Jan when the bastard had walked in on them ... and then with the blonde bitch sucking him the way she had ... Christ, he had to blow his load or crack up, one or the other and damned soon!
"It is a splendid prick, little man!" Maria said, smiling beautifully at him. "I only wish we had more time; I'd show you many joyous things to do with it, like I do with my Juan on Saturday nights when he's sober, eh?
Jenkins stared at her, amazed at her casual acceptance of their undoubtedly precarious situation, to say nothing of what should be outright shame and embarrassment for her. And then, as he watched, she eagerly began to work the head of his prick up and down through the moist pink flesh of her deep velvety furrow, separating the wealth of black pubic hair, and a charge of lust spiraled through him.
"Christ! Get it in, woman, get it in!" Jenkins heard himself gasp.
"There ... all right, little man ... shove it to me!" Maria said, raising her heavy buttocks from the floor and pressing her split crotch up at his long, thick shaft.
* * *
The absinthe was wreaking carnal havoc in Sue's loins and belly, and had been since she'd begun to suck the tremendous prick of the little weird man. She could still taste the tang of it on her tongue, and if that wasn't enough to nearly drive her wild, the sight of him plunging it into the black, fleecy covered cunt of the woman called Maria, was the final straw!
Dear God, she'd never never-never get enough! And she had only to look around the room to see that the others were no less excited than was she. Both the beautiful Martin woman and her pretty daughter were beginning to squirm in their places ... and well did Sue know that itchy pussy sensation and its erotic torment, even without the taunting of the absinthe. Their eyes would have given them away even if their naked squirming bottoms hadn't, she realized. And the men ... of course, she could see Lee Martin's exposed and handsome young cock stiffening uncontrollably as he watched in lust-mounting fascination the salacious performance of the weird couple on the floor.
A glance at the front of Ronnie's swollen jeans was all she needed to know what state he was in, and across the room in his chair, Gil Martin's trouser front was bulging undeniably. But it wasn't any wonder, the way Maria had drawn back her huge legs and was holding to Jenkins's misshapen body and bouncing him up and down by heaving her heavy hips in the air while he tried to dig his toes into the nap of the carpeting, the whole series of lascivious movements causing him to pull out of her almost to the very tip of his long, long thick cock, then rush into her moistly sucking cunt like an oversized, well-oiled piston!
"Oh yes ... that's it, little lover-man!" Maria gasped, her pretty mouth falling open loosely, her great breasts jiggling provocatively as she tossed him around like a puppet, his mighty cock sluicing into her like a battering ram, the lewd smacking sounds of their lubricious flesh filling the otherwise silent room. "Shove it into Mama ... all the way ... ooohhh yes. . . ! "
"Christ, what a cunt you've got, woman!" Jenkins rasped. "Fuck ... I've never had anything like it...! "
Susan was mesmerized, and hardly aware that Ronnie had moved over to her until he patted her gently on the bottom. "Which one do you want, Cunt-Baby ... the kid or his old man?" he asked in a half-whisper, grinning lopsidedly down at her.
"Wh-What about you?" she managed, glancing quickly at him then away.
"I may take a little piece of all of 'em ... but that Katie-bitch first," he replied lustfully.
"I might've guessed that."
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean? Look, Baby, this is our big night, remember?" he reminded her grinning. "Tomorrow we gather up all that bank loot and disappear, eh? But tonight ... tonight ... we make merry. ... Here, you want a drink...? "
Susan took the almost empty bottle from him and tilted it to her lips. God, what difference did it make anymore whether she got drunk? It was all over and she knew it. . .
"Which one...? Daddy or Sonny?" Ronnie prodded.
"Both!" Sue snapped. "Both, dammit ... with Daddy first!"
"That's my girl," Ronnie said, caressing her soft buttocks affectionately. "So ... go get him, Honey. Make him squirm ... and by the looks of the front of his pants, he's ready...! "
"And what're you going to do?" Sue shot at him.
"Keep an eye on things and have some fun in the bargain," he answered, looking to Lee Martin. "You see the way sonny-boy and his Mama gape longingly at each other? Well. . . I'm going to force the issue..."
"Ronnie! You can't do that ... not with his own mother...! "
"Who the fuck says I can't?" he spat at her. "Look, I told you once, I'm running this carnival ... like the freak show in the center of the floor! Now, you get over there and strip the old man, you hear? And while you're at it, peel down too! Just don't untie his hands, Baby. I want everyone so I can handle them. That clear?"
Susan looked up at him. Dear God, she couldn't believe how much he'd changed since that first day she'd met him in Baniff. . .
"Is it all clear." he barked harshly.
"Y-Yes ... yes, Ronnie, it's clear," she answered softly, moving her gaze to rest finally on the handsome taped-mouth face of Gil Martin who was staring at the ever-increasing show of building passion in the center of the floor, his eyes unable to hide the aroused lust the lewd spectacle had incited within him. God ... there was something almost reminiscent of Frank in those eyes, she thought. . . ! And ... and she was drunk! She could pretend, couldn't she...? Couldn't she...?
* * *
Juan had dropped down onto his knees and crawled close to the living room window. He wanted to scream! Or did he want just to cry out his agony at the sight of his poor Maria being raped by a devil from hell! Mother of God, where is your mercy? The vile little demon was destroying the whole sanctity of his beloved Maria's sweet body! He would never make another novena! Where was all the heavenly help when he needed it?
Christ in heaven! He could see the ogre's unbelievable prick racing in and out of his baby's tender cunt ... like a tree trunk penetrating the moist lips and sensitive pink flesh of his Saturday night hole ... expanding and stretching it forever!
He'd destroy her; Juan felt certain of it! How could she ever enjoy him after having that inhuman thing inside her? She'd laugh at him ... tell him to play with himself the way she always did when he came home drunk and wanting...! Oh Christ! You've forsaken me ... and all of them in that room! Even as the soft pink flesh of Maria's sweet cunt clings to his foul prick, unwillingly sucking and pulling at it, as I can see, You have forsaken me!
Christ! Something horrible was happening, but he couldn't pry himself from the scene ... and now, what was this...? The blonde accomplice was undressing...! Holy Mother! What a fucking body she had! Such tits and creamy white flesh ... and, ah yessss ... another golden fringed pussy! Oh shit ... he couldn't stand the enrapturing sight of all that tender cunt in one room, while his ravenous, aching prick starved for the warm, moist sanctuary of any one of the least of them! It was maddening ... maddening!
And now, the beautiful and naked blonde was moving toward Mr. Gil and slowly kneeling between his legs while she smiled up at him sensuously! She was fumbling with the front of his trousers...! Christ, she was after his cock ... and Mr. Gil's eyes looked as if they might pop from his skull!
Oh shit! Maria ... Mama, my precious wife! I know he is raping you ... but do you have to be so goddamned agreeable about it? Holding him and bouncing him up and down so that his huge foul cock races into you like a pile-driver! And why are you smiling like that? Stupid woman! Don't you know when you're being mistreated and degraded...?
Christ, this was too horrible to let go any further! The young gunman was prodding Lee over toward his mother...! Somehow, he had to stop the terrible debauchery! And the police were the only answer ... but ... but ... it was as if he were hypnotized by the spectacle of the forced licentious orgy ... and once again, his own throbbing scuffed cock was in his hand...!
In a minute ... in a minute, he thought! Just a minute more...! He had to release the building pressure in his own loins first. . . had to! Oh Christ, yes! Then, he would get the police and put a stop to the despicable affair...! Shit! Shit! Shit! If only he could cum! His churning balls were driving him insane!
"Fuck him, Maria! Fuck the little bastard to death!" he mumbled lustfully while he watched his naked wife absorbing the ogre's colossal prick into the moist well of her deep cunt; and he pumped at his own paining rod of thick flesh in a voyeuristic trance.
CHAPTER 9
Gil Martin had never lost his hard-on, although in Christ's name he couldn't imagine why, with the degrading shame the perverted young animal had subjected his loved ones to. And now, at the additional erotic sight of Garrett's blonde girl friend stripping right before him, then lowering herself meaningfully between his legs, he thought it might crack and shatter if she ever put her soft hand on it. Even before her approach, his balls had begun to pulsate hotly from the absolutely bizarre and salacious exhibition taking place in the middle of the floor, not to mention the effect the breathtaking sight his stripped and voluptuous Katie being marched into the room had taken on him.
God almighty, it was all like some impossible, lurid nightmare! His whole goddamned world was crumbling around him! Jan, his own beautiful wife, had been sucking Jenkins's vile prick! And Lee, the son he thought he had come to understand, fucking his twin sister ... his loving voluptuous baby! My God! On top of that, Garrett was going to make him rob his own bank! And he couldn't do one damned thing to change or prevent any of it ... even had he wanted to ... which was the warped part of the entire, unbelievable dream! It was as if his brains had all gone to his cock! He had no desire suddenly to stop any of it. . . only to satisfy the increasing licentious craving growing in his loins!
He felt his breath catch in his throat as his eyes locked on Sue's kneeling form, the jutting of her full and taut white breasts, her narrow waist and rounded hips, the perfect symmetry of her lush thighs and the delicate pink split so faintly visible behind the gilded shadow of silken hair covering the enticing swell of the pubic mound at the base of her belly...!
"Listen to me, Lover," Gil heard her whisper while she fumbled with the belt of his trousers. "If you want everyone to get out of this without being severely hurt, you better cooperate with me. It's your only chance ... and perhaps mine too. My boyfriend isn't above killing everyone in this room, including me ... and delighting in it if they refuse to do what he says ... Besides, I'll try to make it interesting for you," she added, raising her beautiful green eyes to his and he read the prurient gleam flickering like scintillating tiny flames in them.
Christ, there wasn't any doubt in his libidinous mind that she could make it interesting all right, or that he wanted her to! Suddenly, the only qualm he felt was whether he might lose his mind before she ever got to his prick!
"Raise up, Darling," she hissed. "Help me get these damned clothes off you...! "
* * *
Katie watched in sensually aroused, if, half-stunned shock when Ronnie Garrett suddenly ordered her Mom to lie down on the floor and spread her thighs wide, to which her beautiful mother dazedly obeyed, with her hands still tied behind her and the horrible tape covering her mouth. Katie felt certain that he intended to rape her and she could hardly fathom the covetous rage and hatred that was racing through her as she stared down at the enchanting vision of her Mom's deliciously inviting vaginal area.
Yet, as if this were not enough to drive her to ranting, frustrated tears, there was the lurid spectacle of the beautifully naked Sue stripping the lower portion of her Daddy ... until suddenly his hardened penis burst into view and Katie couldn't restrain the gasp that emitted from her dry throat, for immediately, the blonde witch had bent down and sucked it deep into her mouth while her hand encircled its base, the other slipping beneath his heavy balls to cradle and caress them gently!
Then, Lee's angry voice startled her and Katie snapped her attention back to the lovely and waiting prostrate form of her mother lying in her obscenely open position...
"Goddamn you, Garrett! You touch her and I swear I'll see you in hell!" her twin exclaimed, starting to leap up from the davenport, his solid rod lancing out from his virile young loins like a stallion standing at stud.
"Please, Lee, don't.. . ? " Katie begged, reaching out her hand. "He'll kill you...! "
"He'll have to!" Lee spat, as Jan tried to sit up in her awkward position, her eyes filling with mounting dread.
"Your sister's right, dude!" Ronnie half-snarled, leveling the gun on the other's naked belly. "You make one more quick jump like that and you're dead ... got that?" Lee neither moved nor spoke; then, Ronnie went on: "All the same, you've got guts, man ... and I like that." He glanced at Jan. "Don't worry, Mom, I'm not going to hurt your little sonny boy ... providing you lie back down there and let him eat that pretty pussy of yours, eh...? "
At first, Katie thought she hadn't heard him correctly ... yet, while his lewd and incestuous words ricocheted in her brain as might a careening bullet, she realized that her hearing had been quite accurate.
"M-My God ... you can't mean that. . . ? " she gasped, staring from his lasciviously half-sneering face to that of her mother ... and then her brother...!
For a long moment, Katie couldn't speak; the expressions on both her Mom's and Lee's face gave them away! They wanted each other ... just as she had lustily craved for so long the arms and lovemaking of her Daddy! Dear God, it had never dawned on her that they, too, might feel the same desire for one another that she had endured for ages ... and suddenly, how well she could appreciate their secret longing...!
But if only it could have come to pass under different circumstances ... perhaps, with just the four of them alone and together...!
"Well, dude...? " Ronnie snapped at Lee, interrupting her dreams, "Is it going to be you or me...? "
Without answering, and with his young, handsome eyes riveted upon his mother's luscious beauty, Lee stepped between her widespread shapely legs and slowly began to lower himself to his knees, while Jan's desire-filled dark eyes began to sparkle in passionate anticipation.
* * *
Whatever the fuck it was that Sue had given him to drink, Ronnie realized that it hadn't only pleasantly spaced his brain ... it'd set his balls on fire! Hot, charging sensations raced through his belly and loins, and his cock felt as if it were a chunk of lead! He glanced evilly around the room at the wild orgy he was responsible for and severe jolts of salacious excitement raced through him. Fuck, this was the daddy of all Saturnalias ... and it was just beginning! The night was young!
He dropped down beside Katie's naked loveliness on the davenport, slipping his gun-free hand around her slender soft waist and drawing her close beside him. She didn't struggle; she was mesmerized by the lascivious circus taking place around her. He felt her tremble at his touch and heard the short breaths escaping her as she stared down at Lee who had removed the tape from their mother's mouth and had his face buried deep between her spread-eagled legs. He'd slipped his hands beneath her full, rounded buttocks and was lifting her soft, girlish loins up toward his face while he licked hungrily and noisily at the pink, moist fissure between her flushed cunt-lips and she began to moan incessantly, her eyes closed, her hips writhing excitedly up at him.
It was a fucking wild sight all right, Ronnie thought lustfully, a son eating his own mother, but Jesus Christ, this was a rare family! Hadn't he caught this enticing little bitch beside him squatting on her twin brother's cock? ... and the way the old man had looked at her when he'd paraded them naked into the room, there wasn't any doubt but what he wanted a piece of her, too! Shit, maybe they had the right slant on life after all! At least, there was love amongst them ... and that was more than he'd ever had!
He raised his circling arm until his hand enveloped her firm and pointed young breast, his fingers plucking at the hard little pink nipple, rolling and squeezing it while she gasped aloud and moved tighter against him.
"Look there," he half-whispered, nodding toward Maria who lifted Darrel Jenkins's handheld body on top of her so that he was sitting on her massive tits and she was sucking his huge prick voraciously. "How would you like to go down on that, Baby?"
For a moment, Katie didn't answer, and Ronnie watched as well as felt her small, soft hand moving over to caress his thigh ... then slowly slide upward toward the rock-hard length of flesh inside his jeans. She found it, and he could feel the heat from her hand through his clothing as she closed her fingers around it and looked up to face him, her lush red lips parted invitingly, her eyes almost pleading..."I-If I have a choice ... I'll take you..." she hissed, her breath sweet and warm in his face.
"Y-You said the right thing, Baby!" he rasped hotly, shoving the gun into his belt once more and drawing her to him. "You win the brass ring ... and the free trip to hell! I'm going to fuck you right out of your mind...! "
"Oh ... oh God!" Katie moaned, clinging to him passionately with one hand while the other worked feverishly to free his throbbing prick!
* * *
Had the whole world been their audience at that moment, Jan Martin would have paid no heed. Her brain was suddenly awash with deep-seated sensations of incestuous passion that moved uncontrollably over her. The sight of her precious darling son poised between her obscenely spread open thighs, his handsome young face not an inch above her moist quivering genitals, had nearly destroyed any phase of propriety left inside her. The absinthe, the lust-in-citing and unfulfilled episode with Darrel Jenkins in the den, topped with the infectious salacity surrounding her, had provoked the most primitive of animal instincts within her. She moaned aloud as dazedly she watched her sweet angel's face lower, his tongue appear between open lips ... then felt it penetrate between the feverish labia of her damp coral slit and lick upward through the velvety, raw flesh.
Again, she whimpered and groaned to the accompaniment of the lewd and mind-shattering tingles his gentle tongue caresses were spiraling through her vibrant loins and belly, and she raised her hips and buttocks up toward his exploring lingual member and gently sucking mouth, wishing to God that all time and space could cease at that precise second, and that magnificent moment last forever! How long his beautiful oral ministrations lasted she hadn't the faintest conception ... only that it was heavenly.
Oh God ... oh God! How long had she wanted him this way? Since the beginning of all time...? The carnivorous female who devours its own young! She was lost ... lost for all eternity ... condemned to the fires of hell ... and she would willingly accept her damnation...! Oh, Lord, suddenly he was slithering up over her, his flesh hot and smooth against her own, the solid length of his young handsome prick nestling into the moist cleft of her buttocks, insinuating itself between the tingling lips of her cunt, his handsome mouth wet and glistening with the moisture from her vulva, his blue eyes tear-filled yet, sensually alive with the licentious desire that she knew was racing through him. If only her hands were free to hold him tight against her breasts!
"Kiss me, Darling!" she hissed unashamedly. "Oohhh ... kiss me, my precious...! "
He did, feeling her warm, excited tongue licking at his lips and then darting into his mouth libidinously. Oh Christ, he thought, what a beautiful creature she was ... but he had to keep his wits ... had to! He broke their kiss and twisted his face from Garrett's view, burying it in his Mom's soft neck and hair ... then whispered:
"God, Mom ... I'm sorry.. . Please forgive me, but I couldn't let him put his filthy hands on you..."
"Oh Darling, it was beautiful ... beautiful ... and I wanted you to do it!" she hissed into his ear, unable to hold back the words. "Oh, my Lee baby ... I've wanted you for so long...! "
"Damn!" he blurted under his breath. He felt his hands moving to caress her soft full breast while she breathed hotly in his ear. Christ, he had to keep hold of himself ... had to! "Listen ... listen, Mom ... we've got to make a stab at jumping them. It's our only chance ... before someone is killed...! You understand...? Do you...? "
"Y-Yes, Darling ... but he has a gun...! " Jan managed, trying to regiment her impassioned thoughts.
"Yeah, I know ... but I think I can get it. Don't look at them; he's ... he's bending Katie over the arm of the davenport and dropping his jeans. He's ... he's going to do it to her from behind, standing up ... No! No! Don't look, just listen, please! I'm going to untie your hands ... and when I take him, you get up and jump the blonde, Sue. She's ... she's with Dad..."
"Sucking him?"
"Y-Yes, damn her!"
"He ... he--likes that, Darling ... do you?" Lee heard his mother whisper hotly into his ear.
"Y-Yeah ... hell yes! Don't most men?" he replied, while his hand continued to massage and squeeze the smooth, resilient flesh of her full rounded breast eagerly.
"Then, I'll do it for you, my sweet," Jan hissed. "If we ever get through this terrible night. . . I'll suck it for you..."
"Shit, Mom! Don't say anymore or I won't be able to do a damn thing!" Lee pleaded, kissing her lovingly. "It's so damned hard now I'm afraid it'll break off...! "
Ronnie Garrett's snarling voice interrupted him. "What the fuck's going on there, Dude?"
Lee raised his head and looked over at him, vicious hatred tensing the hardened muscles in his body at the sight of his beautiful twin sister bending lasciviously over the arm of the davenport, so that her face and firm breasts were pressed into the cushion while her luscious white buttocks were presented up to him waving helplessly in the air, her legs widespread, her tiny toes barely touching the floor as he thrust his naked crotch with its poling lance-like prick jutting out to prod the tight little cunt-lips Lee loved so much. The filthy bastard...! But he had to keep control of himself ... and ... and Katie didn't appear as if she was minding it too much ... He managed:
"She's my mother! You mind if I talk to her?"
"Yeah, punk! I mind!" Ronnie spat. "Either eat or fuck her before I lose patience with you! Got that? I want everybody having a good time ... while I shove it to your luscious sister here...! Any questions...? "
Lee would have charged him then, even with the half-raised pistol in his hand, had not his mother lifted her legs and wrapped them around him obscenely.
"No, Darling! No...! " she hissed into his ear. "Our plan ... remember?"
She felt the tension slowly subside in his strong body and heard him swallow tightly. Dear God, she'd die if anything happened to him! It wasn't as if Katie couldn't take the boy without being harmed, and Lord knows, she loved her sweet baby daughter equally as much as this handsome son she cradled between her thighs, but a woman ... and Katie was that now ... could endure what seemed to be the impossible between her legs, and more than one man had thrown away his life in ignorance of that fact. She didn't intend that such wanton waste would happen this night! "Please, Lee darling...? "
"You hear me, Dude? Fuck your Mama!" Ronnie spat.
"Goddamn him!" Lee rasped, dropping his face into her neck once more. "I'll kill him, so help me, I will...! "
"Sweetheart, please...? Don't defy him! Do as he says..." Jan pleaded.
"Did you hear his order...? "
"Y-Yesss! I heard! Now, do it ... push it inside me, Darling!" Jan ordered, rubbing her cheek against his face, hardly able to control the salacious excitement of anticipation racing through her aroused and soft unfulfilled body. "Put it in!"
"I ... Oh shit! I want to ... you know I do! I'm sorry ... forgive me, Mom, but I want to so goddamned much! Still, we can't get carried away...! While ... while I'm doing it, I'll untie your hands ... and when I give the signal ... we move! Is that clear to you...? "
"Yes, Darling! Yes...! Now, push it in me quick! Hurry, Baby...! My God, hurry!" Jan gasped, lifting them both from the floor with her upraised, undulating loins and hips, no longer able to hide the wild and abandoned incestuous appetite saturating her whole being.
* * *
If nothing else, the absolute and degrading position Ronnie Garrett had forced her into would have peaked Katie's carnally incited body. She was completely helpless and subject to his slightest, sadistic whim! He'd draped her over the arm of the davenport, but not before shoving two pillows beneath her belly so that her firm young buttocks were raised up high to him. Then, he had barked down at her vilely, slapped her across the buttocks and ordered her to spread her thighs as wide apart as she could. She had, sensing the strain opening both the hair-fringed lips of her pussy slightly, and the full orbs of her buttocks, until she could feel the cooling air brushing against the moist inner-flesh of her cunt and the tiny puckered hole of her anus.
Dear God, he could take her in either place and there wasn't a thing she could do to prevent him! Just the thought of that had sent strange masochistic sensations rippling through her. There was no use trying to deny that she wanted him to take her ... however he wanted to ... because she did, and his choice, whatever it was, would fulfill her desire too!
"You've got a beautiful ass, Baby," she heard him say, then felt one of his hands caressing her buttocks. "I wish it was just you and me someplace ... would you like that?"
"I ... I ... y-yes, Ronnie! I'd love that!" she responded uncontrollably, pressing and brushing the hardened nipples of her vibrant breasts against the rough material of the davenport cushion. "Why ... why didn't you come to the party...? "
He laughed, then suddenly, she felt the head of his hard, strong cock taunting the moist lips of her pussy. She gasped aloud as the galvanic sensations spiraled in her belly, hearing only the tail end of his words.
". . . Couldn't make it ... but I knew I'd be back. Listen, Baby ... you want to go with me? It'll be a wild bit, I promise you that! All that loot from your old man's bank ... plenty of fucking and sucking ... crazy places ... wild people and free love if you want it ... plus more fucking and sucking...! "
"Oh ... ooohhhh, Ronnie!" she gasped, feeling the turgid head of his prick slowly slipping inside the mouth of her tight young vagina ... then, sliding beautifully right up inside her. "Oh God, Darling ... that's heaven...! "
She felt as if she were hardly responsible for the words rolling out of her. Since the liquor she had drunk, and the passion-building moments she'd spent with Lee, there'd been nothing but continuous sensual provocation to torment her.
In the center of the floor, Maria still sucked voraciously at Darrel Jenkins's great prick ... holding him up above her with her hands, his oversized pole-like shaft hanging down into her mouth, and she raising and lowering him according to her own wants, both of them seemingly beyond the realities around them; and across the room, Sue, the witch, nuzzled between her Daddy's naked spread thighs, sucking his magnificent cock in a slow, rhythmic, possessive manner ... cradling his balls in her hand while she lowered her ovaled lips and engulfing mouth down and down and down onto it ... until there was nothing but a small white span of glistening flesh left unabsorbed...! Dear God! She had to be sucking it right down into her throat ... and Daddy looked as if he were in heaven! Damn him! She loved him, and she'd suck it better, if only she had the chance...!
"Answer me, Cunt! You want to go with me? Play the wild game? Live it all the way? Do you?" she heard Ronnie's driving, questioning voice from behind, while simultaneously, he began to plunge his desire-hardened cock up into her in a smooth cadence, his heavy balls slapping enticingly against the tiny rigid bud of her clitoris below.
"Ooohhh ... ooohhhh ... ooohhhh!" Katie choked to the tempo of his delicious thrusts into her vaginal channel. "Any-Anything, Lover ... anything you say ... only ... don't stop! Please, don't stop!" she added, laboring to force her ass back at him, while her eyes focused in the sight of Lee nestled between her Mom's circling legs locked high over his shoulders, her thighs drawn back until her knees touched her breasts ... and when Lee pulled out of her, Katie could see the moist, pink inner flesh of her cunt clinging to his handsome cock, then disappearing again as he raced into her! God, it was beautiful! Lee was fucking their Mom and ... and she, Katie Martin, wanted to fuck her Daddy...! Ooohhh ... she wanted to fuck him so much...!
It happened then!
* * *
Gil Martin had the feeling that the magnificent bitch might suck the marrow right out of his bones! If only his hands were free so that he could feel of her tits! He felt them dangling against his inner thighs provocatively as she sucked him ... sucked him to fulfill her own desires, not necessarily his. But thank God, she'd been kind enough to peel away the tape over his mouth. At least, he could breathe better, and he needed to right at the moment. When it came to sucking, she knew the game from A to Azore! His balls tingled as if someone had been boiling their innards with a blowtorch! She was beautiful ... but then, so was his Katie that her vicious accomplice was raping over the davenport! Goddamn him! If he could get at him, he'd tear his nuts off! But he couldn't even get enraged enough ... not with this Sue girl, sucking him like she was!
He gaped across the room at his enchanting daughter sprawled obscenely over the wing-end of the davenport, watching her face as Garrett shoved his mean cock savagely into her ... amazed at the expressions of wanton delight that twisted its youthful beauty.
Christ, she was loving it! With every inward thrust he made from behind, she seemed to whimper and half-smile in ecstatic joy! He could hardly believe it ... his precious, voluptuous baby! Oh shit, if he ever got out of this alive, he'd have her! He would! Damn the consequences...! Again, he started to struggle at his bonds while at the same time he watched Sue's sucking mouth ravaging his prick. He watched the obscene sight of her lips pull grotesquely at his cock in sucking, vacuum fashion, seeming to turn inside out as she raised her head, her tongue swirling wildly in butterfly fashion at its very tip, then the entire rock-hard shaft being absorbed into her mouth and throat when she descended on it. Christ, was she trying to prove something? His balls ached from all he had drunk and the sensual route he'd been put to, but apprehension still held back his climax. Christ, he'd give a small fortune to blow his nuts in her throat right at that. . . !
Something was happening!
In one split-second a lifetime seemed to present itself before his half-grasping brain! He saw Jan as she had been beneath him in bed that morning, making ardent love and vowing herself forever! He saw Lee walking beside him along the fairway, talking, laughing ... his own son! Christ, he loved him! And Katie! Oh God, Katie, Katie, Katie! They weren't just a family ... they were love-filled human beings ... steeped in their affection for one another ... aware of the intricate secrets that generations to come would have to absorb through heredity! They truly loved...!
Lee ... good Christ! The young fool! He'd jumped up off his mother and was making a charge at Garrett whom he'd caught momentarily unaware, he was so engrossed with the sight of his ravishing young prick disappearing into the lewd and defenseless positioned soft body of their Katie! And Jan, too, was trying to struggle to her feet! But what none of them saw was Genghis bounding down the stairs and his sudden leap toward Garrett's back, just as Lee threw himself bodily at the boy with the gun...!
The entire act couldn't have been more to Garrett's benefit had they practiced the precise timing! Though a split-second late, Garrett had evidently caught the blur of Lee's movement toward him, half twisted to his left with his rod still thrust into Katie, and tried to get the gun in his hand around and pointed at Lee who was abruptly carried to the floor beneath the heavy, airborne weight of the ferociously growling wolf...!
Jan screamed while Garrett swore vilely and Katie twisted beneath him, raising herself obscenely to see what had happened. Agilely, Genghis regained his balance and was in the process of swinging around above Lee's prostrate form to make a second attack at Garrett when the latter leveled the gun on his head point-blank!
"No! No! Down, Genghis!" Katie screamed, knocking Ronnie Garrett's arm off its aim as the revolver jerked once in his hand, the bullet digging harmlessly into the floor!
"I'll kill the fucking brute!" Garrett snarled, while Katie managed to twist around and throw her arms about the vicious young gunman.
"No! No! Please? My God, don't shoot him!" she begged, practically smothering him with her voluptuous body. "He thought you were hurting me! Please, Ronnie? He's all right now...! You see? He'll do whatever I say...! "
Ronnie stared over her head at where the great animal stood fast at his mistress's command ... then, to her twin-brother who was groggily trying to stumble to his feet. His naked mother had dropped to one knee in an effort to help him, tears of concern streaming down her pretty cheeks, and all around the room the participants of his lurid festival had come to a sudden halt in their salacious activities, their eyes fastened apprehensively on him.
"You sonofabitch, Dude! You tried to jump me!" Ronnie spat between clenched teeth, his dark eyes narrowed in near-violent rage. "I think I better teach you a lesson ... along with that fucking wolf...! "
"Oh Ronnie, Ronnie, please don't hurt them...? " Katie pleaded, as once again he raised the weapon to level on Genghis's great head. "My God, please ... I'll do anything ... anything...! "
Sadistic excitement rippled through Ronnie Garrett while Katie clung to him and gradually slithered down his frame until her face, wet with imploring tears, was pressed against his naked groin, his still hardened prick tucked beneath her chin.
"You bastard, Garrett!" Lee swore at him. "You better kill me before I get to you...! "
"Lee, for God's sake, stop it!" Jan cried, clutching his face to her breasts as she knelt beside him on the floor. "Oh, my darling, please, think of me ... of Katie and your father...! "
"Maybe that's the trouble with him ... with all of you fuck-struck Martins!" Ronnie said, his evil little lopsided grin contorting his handsome face, "you've been thinking too much about each other ... and that gives me an idea...! "
"Ronnie ... listen to me," Katie interrupted, looking up at him. "Don't do anymore to them ... please? Just let them be and ... and I'll put on a show for you ... with Genghis...! "
"No, dammit!" Lee snapped. "You won't do any goddamned such thing...! "
"You shut your fucking mouth, Dude, or I'll shut it for you!" Ronnie ordered, trying to take a step toward him, but Katie clung tight while Jan hugged her son closer to her breasts protectively.
"Damn you, Garrett!" Gil Martin blurted suddenly. "You hurt anyone of them and I'll tear you apart with my bare hands...! "
"Jesus Christ!" Ronnie swore viciously. "Aren't we getting brave as hell all of a sudden. I guess I've got to show you fucking crumbs who's running this show...! "
"Please, please, please! All of you, be quiet!" Katie half-screamed, getting to her feet and facing them one by one, the tears streaming down her cheeks. "I know what I'm doing! It won't be the first time I've done it with Genghis ... and I don't want it to be the last ... for any of us! Now, dammit, shut up, please!"
She turned slowly then to face Ronnie who had broken into a lewd grin, his eyes twinkling licentiously as he studied her unafraid expression. He said: "You mean ... the wolf will ... and has fucked you?"
"Yes, she replied, raising her little chin unashamedly. "Many times."
"Good Christ!" Gil Martin exclaimed. "I don't believe it!"
"Shut up!" Ronnie snapped without looking at him. "Okay, Baby ... go ahead. Shit, I've got to see this..."
"No! Dear Lord, no!" Jan put in emphatically. "You can't let her do such a despicable thing!"
"Mommy, please! I know what I'm doing!" Katie insisted, dropping slowly to her knees once more while Ronnie felt his prick give a convulsive jerk at the salacious thought of the goddamned beast mounting her like another animal.
Hell, he'd heard of animals fucking humans, and vice versa, but he'd never seen it, or known whether to believe it or not. . .
"Stop it! Dammit, stop!" Sue cried, bolting to her feet and suddenly moving toward him with the weapon he'd found in the den trained right on his guts. Ronnie couldn't believe it. "Damn you, Ronnie! I've put up with all of your warped perversions that I can! But this is too much! You're not going to make that poor girl subject herself to such debauchery! I won't let you!"
CHAPTER 10
Ronnie stared at the revolver in Sue's hand, not quite comprehending at first, amazed that its nozzle was pointed menacingly at the center of his body, and even more taken aback at her words. He couldn't contain the sudden, hate-filled grin that spread his thin-lipped handsome face.
"You bitch!" he spat. "You stinking, filthy bitch!"
"C-Call me anything you like!" Sue said through trembling lips, moving ever toward him with the weapon steady in her hand. "But I'm not going to let you do this! I-I'll kill you first!"
"Hold the gun on him!" Darrel Jenkins exclaimed, jumping to his feet while Maria sat up and Gil Martin struggled with his bonds.
Simultaneously, Lee started to move out of his mother's arms and Katie came erect ... directly between Ronnie and Sue's gun. Immediately Ronnie reached out and shoved her forward, Katie's bodily contact knocking Sue off balance and the rest was a matter of simple maneuvers. In a fraction of a second, Ronnie had twisted the revolver from Sue's grasp, slapped her cruelly across the face with the back of his hand, and both Darrel Jenkins and Lee Martin came to positive halts.
"You slut-bitch!" Garrett snarled, leveling both weapons at everyone in the room in a sweeping arc. "Come on, punks! I'd like to weight your bellies with lead! Come on! What's the matter?"
Sue had fallen backwards, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as she stared up at the demented face of the boy she had loved so much. Dear God, she had failed ... only made it worse for all of them! She didn't care any longer about herself ... but all of these people around her ... they were beautiful! Oh, God ... Frank ... Frank...! What have I done...?
"You double-crossing cunt!" Ronnie was hissing down at her. "So ... you'd sell me out that cheap, eh? Bitch! All right! Get up on your knees and swing your ass around so that we can all see it! The goddamned wolfs going to have you, Baby! One last wild, animal fuck before you die! And I hope you enjoy it!"
Slowly, Sue responded, while realization of his complete aloneness raced through Ronnie Garrett. Before, he'd had a helpmate ... now, he had no one. Jesus Christ!
"You, Daddy! Get over here on the davenport. Flat on your back with your legs spread!" he ordered, and Gil Martin reluctantly obeyed.
Ronnie glanced at Sue with her face buried in her hands against the floor, her body convulsing with her sobs, her beautiful white, rounded ass thrust high in the air. Good, he thought, that'd keep her for a few minutes, but even with the wolf fucking her, it wasn't going to be enough to satisfy the vengeance he was feeling.
"You, Cookie ... get over there beneath her face on your back. Baby Sue wants to eat your cunt!" Ronnie snapped lasciviously.
Sue started to turn her head to face him, but then seemed to know better. He snickered to himself. "Okay, protective mother," he hissed at Jan. "Lie on your side with your legs drawn up. I'm going to see that cunt filled for once in your life! Get on your side behind her, Stumpy, and slide that log of yours right up into her pussy!"
"Goddamn you, Garrett!" Lee cursed. "You'll get yours yet!"
"And so will you, jealous boy," Ronnie replied, grinning luridly as Darrel Jenkins laid down behind Jan, then, began to work his rigid cock up into her, while she gasped aloud with the sensual excitement from his entry. "And right now is a good time! If you don't want a lead-hole right in your face, get between those pretty thighs of mama's facing her, and worm your cock up into the same hole with Jenkins!"
"Wh-What?" Lee gasped. "Christ, that's impossible! It'll kill her!"
"I doubt it!" Ronnie answered. "But if you don't, it might kill you!"
"You sonofabitch...! " Lee cried, but his mother had reached out to him and was pulling him down between her spread legs.
"I-It's ... it's all right, my Darling! I-I can take you both there...! " Jan gasped, even as her passage felt stuffed to its fullest capacity with the little man's horrendous cock! But there was no other way ... and besides, there was something lustfully fulfilling in the thought of two cocks fucking her cunt at the same time! Dear God, she had to have release soon ... had to!
"Ronnie ... oh my God! How could you?" Katie whimpered at him while she stared at her brother working his husky shaft up into the obscenely stretched cuntal passage of her mother, where Darrel Jenkins's lay entombed to its hilt. She heard her Mom's cry of agony, then watched as the naked head of Lee's prick disappeared, its underwide rubbing against Jenkins's huge, impaled shaft, and abruptly she saw Lee wildly kissing their Mom's face as his hands played with her breasts ... and all of a sudden it seemed as if his expression was no longer his own ... as if it were being overwhelmed in lust!
"Pretty, isn't it!" Ronnie hissed. "like your Daddy's prick, that you've been wanting to get at. Look at it there ... towering up from his crotch! That's cock you've been wanting to eat for a long time, Honey, and I'm going to make it possible. You're going to suck the juice right out of it while I fuck your ass! Now, how do you like that?"
Katie could barely cope with the salacious sensations racing through her at the lewd words he was spitting into her ear. She stared at her father's beautiful rod of swollen flesh, then into his lust-filled eyes. He, too, was caught up in this unbelievable forced spell of debauchery; she had only to read his handsome eyes to know that he wanted her to. Dear, dear Daddy . . .she loved him so...!
"You want to, don't you?" Ronnie taunted.
"Oh ... oh ... yes, I want to! I do, I do!"
Ronnie felt a wild spasm jolt through him at her words. The bitch! He'd take her with him! They'd rape the whole goddamned country! But first, he had to pay Sue off. . . He looked down at where she had lain her cheek against the soft flesh of Maria's belly, and the latter was caressing the crown of her head...
"It's all right, little girl," Maria was trying to soothe her. "Nothing is ever as bad as it seems. Don't be afraid ... don't be afraid..."
Ronnie lay one gun on the table beside him and looked around. He had them all beautifully situated ... under control. He glanced down at the threesome on the floor ... the enchanting mother with her lovely thighs widespread while the two cocks eased in and out of her obscenely expanded cunt. Christ, what a sight that was! He reached around Katie and caught her left tit in his hand. She gasped aloud as he began to maul it and squeeze its tiny nipple thoughtlessly.
"All right," he said. "Order the goddamned wolf up on top of her ass. I want to watch this!"
Katie swallowed tightly. She couldn't help but think of the viciousness of her beautiful Genghis's animal penis once he'd started, and the way it grew and grew ... but she'd came to accept this gradually, forcing him off her when he became too much, before she'd learned to take him ... Dear God ... the poor girl...!
"Well...? " Ronnie prodded. "Now! I want to see it!"
Katie swallowed tightly. She took several steps forward and patted the lush warm flesh of Sue's presented buttocks. "Here, Genghis! Now!
Come here! Mount her, Baby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Ronnie could hardly believe the words that tumbled from her delicate lips as she backed tightly into his arms and the wolf moved in behind Sue. He saw his ex-girl friend stiffen and he watched the animal begin to sniff, its long nose extending toward the enticing, licentious spectacle of her upraised buttocks and vaginal slit, a tiny growl emitting from his massive throat.
* * *
Susan Carter couldn't control her trembling as the huge muscular animal sniffed obscenely at her naked genitals. She looked to the obese Maria who was gently stroking her hair and whispering encouragement even as her own mouth fell open and her dark eyes began, to sparkle with excitement. Sue wanted to scream ... but the great beast's cold wet nose teasing against her anus shocked the urge back down into her throat as automatically she lurched forward. Abruptly, she felt his tongue snake out and lick moistly up and down the crevice between her defenseless upraised buttocks; it taunted her tiny anal ring and she had to set herself against the sudden sensations that soared through her. Dear God! She started to protest, even beg, then the wolf began to lick lightly against her vaginal slit; she moved her buttocks uncontrollably at the taunting torment and heard the brute's responsive growl. A shudder of horror passed over her as she realized that she must remain still ... not anger him ... Again, the long length of damp hot flesh touched her and she felt him beginning to lap greedily at the opened, tight fissure between her widespread thighs.
"Spread your legs wider, bitch!" she heard Ronnie snarl down at her. "Open your cunt to him before I do it for you!"
Sue did, spreading her knees out as far as she could, the realization that he was finally subjecting her to the lowest possible depths of degradation registering in her liquor-dazed brain. But nothing mattered any longer ... only that these beautiful people not be hurt. . . She heard Genghis whimper excitedly and sensed him running his tongue the full distance of her open vaginal slit from the tightly clenched little hole of her tiny puckered anus, down between the tingling flanges of her pussy, even to the base of her mound of silken pubic hair where it penetrated moistly to flick against her still erect clitoris. Again and again he repeated the act, his tongue laving through her soft, hair-covered genitals savagely, spreading her open in the tenderest parts, until she began to twitch and jerk ungovernably beneath his instinctive animal caresses.
Susan continued to gape at Maria, but actually perceived her only in brief fleeting moments as unbelievable jolts of erotic sensation began to take lewd command of her. Dear God! I'm losing all control...!
She gasped aloud as Genghis's licking tongue splayed hotly through the length of her pink, velvety cunt. Then she found her body of its own volition trying to widen her knees even further in an effort to open her cuntal flesh more to him. His animal tongue thrust up the damp coral furrow, teasing at the deep, dilated channel-mouth as it ravished her naked loins in merciless, mounting bliss. She moaned loudly and suddenly saw Maria's gaping, hair-covered pussy squirming beneath her, then she was drawing her thighs back up over her belly toward her large round breasts, so that her whole black hair-fringed vaginal area with its moist, long red slit was completely exposed to her...
And then, through the haze of her building passion, Sue felt the wolf mount her from behind, his hard furry body crowding in toward her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her hips in the grasping manner of any male who would take her from behind. The brute's lashing tongue had set the flames seething in her loins, and suddenly she imagined the obscene picture they must present there on the floor; the licentious sight of the powerful animal mounting the salaciously spread moons of her soft white buttocks, plus the lurid spectacle of Maria lying on her back with her legs raised in lewd presentation of her coral-gapped cuntal area to be licked and sucked, aroused unexpected and lascivious sensations of additional carnal desire to charge through her mind and body!
* * *
From where he lay on his back with his legs sprawled open obeying Garrett's orders, Gil Martin saw the wolfs unbelievable, glistening, scarlet prick shoot out from its long sheath, moist and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like a pointed, greased candle in the dampness of Sue's tight defenseless vagina, and he saw the strong animal-body thrust against hers in its effort to find an opening with the thick beveled, shaft.
"Help him!" he heard Katie rasp hotly, and he glanced quickly to see his beautiful blonde daughter backed into the arms of their tormentor, his one hand holding the gun across her belly while the other was between her spread thighs probing in and out smoothly, separating the clasping flushed lips of her tight young cunt!
Damn him! Damn him! If only he could work his hands free...!
Sue's unrestrained moan commanded his attention again and he watched her shift her lush round buttocks in a searching effort to capture Genghis's lengthening prick, the wild look in her eyes depicting the mounting tension within her. Christ! She wanted the long, cruel-looking shaft inside her! She was reaching back, grasping the glistening rod and causing the wolf to half-growl, half-whimper, as she guided the pointed tip to the now hungrily sucking little mouth of her moist dilating, vaginal hole...! Immediately, the great brute thrust and she screamed!
"Eeeeeeiiiiigggghhhhhhh!" she cried out in obvious disbelief; then with a twitching lurch, she was trying to shake the impaling shaft of hot animal flesh out of her pierced cunt, and Gil could only imagine the complete agony Genghis's feral assault sent racing maddeningly from the core of her body to her brain. The goring spear had tunneled into her like a lubricated sash-weight, and there was no shaking him off, for vicious growls filled the room while his hairy forepaws locked possessively at her waist and his powerful body worked machine-like, thrusting, spreading her female passage open wider and wider as he hammered his long thick animal-cock deep up inside her helpless, cringing channel...
"Jesus Christ! I wouldn't've believed it!"
Ronnie Garrett gasped, and Gil glanced toward him, but instead, saw the impassioned expression of his Katie as she watched in lust-filled fascination, gaping at the thick scarlet cudgel slithering forward with powerful, wet charges again and again until the huge rod was sunk into the blonde's cunt to the very hilt ... her blue eyes sparking wildly ... as if she were well aware of some sensual delight that the girl might be feeling ... and he gaped again to see the wolfs hairy, black balls swinging beneath Sue's moist, pubic, hair-lined crotch!
Suddenly, Gil Martin was aware of the aching throbs in his own loins and stared down at the swollen, pulsing shaft, just as Garrett was manipulating Katie over to the wing-end of the davenport in front of him, and he saw her lovely eyes lock on his hardened male member, then raise levelly with his own, a warm sensuous smile of love lighting her beautiful face.
"I-I'm going to suck it for you, Daddy darling!" she whispered, bending over the pillows once more and thrusting her luscious bottom back and up at Garrett.
"Hurry up!" Ronnie spat. "Spread those thighs,. . . way apart ... so I can see your tight little ass-hole! That's it.. . wider!"
It struck Gil Martin at that point what the evil-minded young bastard intended to do to his baby! Sodomize her! "Goddamn you, Garrett! Don't you have any mercy in you! Christ, she's just a child. . ', . ! "
"What? A child...? " Ronnie repeated, then broke into vile laughter. "Fuck man, have you looked at this chick lately? This ass? Those tits ... the cunt between her legs? Shit, Dad, maybe you're getting old, eh?"
"Oh please, Daddy ... don't say anymore!" Katie pleaded. "Someone will only get hurt ... please...? I'm not afraid..." Suddenly, she reached out and took hold of his aching rock-hard prick, feeling him jerk and grunt convulsively to the soft warm touch of her gentle hand. "Honest, Darling, I'm not afraid ... as long as I have you ... and this to cling to...! "
Gil heard her words and stared at her as if entranced. Christ, he'd wake up in a moment; it was one of those wild dreams that had ensorcelled his sleep so often lately. It couldn't be happening! Not his own beautiful baby holding onto his throbbing cock ... her face just a fraction of an inch above the blood-inflated head while her small hand worked the heavy foreskin up and down with unexpected lewd knowledge ... her parted, soft moist lips ready to encircle and suck it into her mouth! Could it be...? Was he dreaming...?
My God! He gaped in sheer disbelief, Garrett's sniggering laughter reaching him as he saw her sweet mouth open wide, the tip of her pink tongue darting out to lick at the little split of his shaft where the thick, viscid semen had seeped out from his tension, lick and go back into her mouth to carry its tangish quarry, then return to lick again! He watched her small hand at the base of his prick extract the prepuce from the satiny head and her tiny tongue flick out to lick around it, its tip playing at the sensitive underside, then dropping to where her fingers held its base to lick upward hungrily, and finally, the smile of love she gave him before slipping her warm, ovaled lips wetly down over the complete head of his cock, clasping tightly just behind the coronal rim, her cheeks hollowing in a sucking action as her tongue taunted and her other hand moved down to caress and cradle his bloated balls.
He saw it all, but he couldn't believe it! He witnessed the erotic sight of her draped obscenely over the furniture arm and stacked pillows, her lovely precious ass presented slavishly to Ronnie Garrett, her luscious firm tits dancing and swaying as she began to move up and down with her sweet mouth sucking at his cock ... yet, he still couldn't believe it! He gaped in utter and incestuous fascination as inch by inch she seemed to absorb more of his pulsating rod into her grotesquely sucking mouth ... until the blunt end of it had to be brushing at her throat ... and then her long golden hair fell forward and he could see little or nothing, only feel the delicious, clasping sucking of elasticized lips and the mad swirling of her tongue while the long tresses of her beautiful hair taunted his stomach and loins!
Good Christ! He was losing his mind! It-It just couldn't be happening...!
* * *
Ronnie Garrett's loins and belly were alive with lust. Christ, he'd never seen anything like this fucking festival! It was way out, and even though he'd forced them all into it, every goddamned one of them was going right out of their orbits! He looked down and saw that Katie was waggling her beautiful ass invitingly and figured that sucking off her daddy had triggered a moment of passion-incited bravado that she might well want to retract in about two minutes.
Damn, she was a luscious bitch; she was going to make him a swinging helpmate, and man, they'd live, with all that loot her daddy was going to bag up for him in just a few hours!
And Sue could have that goddamned wolf to fill her nympho hole, or go back to old Mut-ton-Chops ... if he'd have her ... Ronnie laughed to himself, then stared at the tight little ring of pink hairless flesh exposed defenselessly between the soft creamy moons of Katie's spread buttocks. He nudged his stiff, mush-roomed-head cock toward it tauntingly, watching it spasm, jerk away, then slowly return, almost as if in anticipation.
He slipped two fingers down between her thighs into her moist cunt and again watched her hips and buttocks jerk from the erotic intrusion. Then, he painted the damp viscid lubricant over the tight, crinkled little aperture with the pads of his fingers. He did that several times before wetting his prick-head between her well lubricated vaginal lips, heard her moan around her daddy's cock, then, he nuzzled his rod tightly up against her tiny twitching anus.
* * *
Katie heard him snigger salaciously ... the sound momentarily frightening her, and she clenched her small hands into fists while she continued to suck the beautiful hard prick in her mouth. Wild sensations had saturated her whole tingling body since the first second that she'd touched her tongue to her Daddy's wonderful shaft. She'd never get enough of it, she knew, and just having it in her mouth while she caressed his heavy, velvety balls had inspired courage that she'd never realized she possessed. She had to endure Ronnie's cock fucking into her ass, no matter how painful; she felt certain, somehow, that her sacrifice was going to save all of them, and she was ready ... even wanted him to!
Suddenly then, and without the slightest consideration, he thrust forward and she felt an agonizing pop and stretching of her anus! Her breath caught in her throat as a vicious spasm of pain so unbearable that she twisted and cried out around her Daddy's fleshy rod in her mouth, while she strained and waggled her ass-cheeks in her helpless position to get free of the wickedly torturing cock reaming mercilessly into her back passage.
Dear God! Oh, dear God! She'd badly misjudged the capacity of her rectum! He was going to split her wide open back there she realized in sudden terror, her round, white stretched buttocks beginning to thrash insanely, and then she heard him laugh sadistically, feeling his strong fingers gouging into the soft and tender flesh of her hips. He was holding her vise-like, and her every attempted move only helped to drive his burning shaft of solid flesh deeper and deeper into her helplessly cringing ass-hole!
"Come on, Baby, shove back! Shove back!" Ronnie ordered, slapping her stingingly across her lush buttocks. "Damn you, bitch! Shove back!"
Katie couldn't restrain the tears of pain, nor the guttural moans of agony that erupted from her throat around her Daddy's expanding cock. Yet, at the same time, as her father struggled to get from beneath her and help in some way, she held him down with her hands, pleading with her eyes as she continued to mouth his desire-hardened shaft ... pleading, until he lay back in obvious helplessness, his own tear-filled eyes expressing the love he felt for her.
Oil God! It feels as if he's ripped me all open back there! It's tearing my behind apart! Oh ... ooohhhhh ... God almighty...! But I can't let
Daddy see it! He's suffering enough already...! Oooohhhh, I've got to stand it! Somehow ... somehow, it'll save the others ... yes ... yes, it will! I know it will! Damn you ... oh, damn you, Ronnie Gannett! Go ahead! Shove it right up my ass! Go ahead...! Yes! Yes...!
Katie hunched back subconsciously as he pressed forward and she felt the excruciating torture of the throbbing shaft surging into her, pushing the rubbery, resistant flesh before it until finally, with one last buttock-flattening lunge, he had ground it all the way up inside the warm, constricting depths of her wide-stretched rectum.
God in heaven! She'd never dreamed it would be such agony! Her brain screamed in torment; then she felt his lean, hairy pelvis smack solidly into the softness between her round upturned buttocks and his balls swing hard against the spread, feverish lips of her cunt below. She was impaled to the hilt, unable to move and afraid to breathe with the unbelievable, horrible pressure that felt as if her thighs were splitting agonizingly apart.
His body stilled momentarily, as if he might have found a tiny fleck of compassion in his lust-filled brain, and while the walls of her inhumanly stretched passage slowly attempted to adjust, the brutal pain began to subside. She still felt torn and obscenely expanded there from the unnatural invasion, while at the same time she reasoned weirdly that she was beginning to enjoy a certain fulfilling sensation of sacrifice!
* * *
In her sexually active existence, Jan Martin had never known such utter fulfillment and ecstatic sensation. At first, the pain had seemed unbearable with both of their hard plunging shafts racing up into her cunt, and an indefinable numbness had gradually come out of the agony to seemingly anesthetize her entire genital region, but the clutching of her handsome son to her breast and holding him lovingly between her thighs as he fucked frantically into her had re-sparked her forbidden material desire, until she had only to look into his libidinous eyes to slip further into the forbidden pit of incest. Then, she had felt Darrel Jenkins's great cock reaching the furthest recesses of her cuntal passage, nudging, provoking, inciting sensations of delight, the--likes of which she had never dreamed of. She felt his breastbone digging into the tender flesh of her back, and his small hand clutching at one palpitating breast, while her darling son sucked the nipple of the other.
She had cum the first time, then! And less than minutes later, she had cum again! Since, it had become a series of sensual orgasms that numbered beyond count, and were slowly, but beautifully, draining the very life from her. She could do nothing but lay there and let them fuck deliciously into her, her loins spasming again, again and again, while her mind floated on a fluffed pillow of erotic enchantment ... and now she was cumming again...!
* * *
Maria Chaverez in her entire lifetime ... and she had known a few sexual escapades not shared with her husband ... had never even imagined such vile and sinful debauchery as she was at that very moment taking part in and suddenly, she couldn't help but wonder if she had wasted her life!
Bless the saints and God forgive her! But her vagina was on fire! Her hole was filled with imps of hell jabbing at it with their tiny forks, and even though she'd cum some several times, she knew she had to reach that peak at least once more!
"Oh ... ooohhhh!" the blonde one called Sue who was poised between her raised thighs whimpered passionately, her eyes wide and glazed as the wolf fucked-into her from behind, while she stared down at the fingers she, Maria, moved sleekly in and out of her own tingling, wide-split cunt. "Oooohhhh, ooohhhhh, ooohhh!" Sue chanted almost in relief, Maria thought, as she thrust backward rhythmically to meet the animal's powerful long strokes into her widely expanded cuntal passage.
Maria watched as if mesmerized, her fingers pummeling her own cunt while her eyes locked upon Susan's beautiful, contorted face, covetously enraptured by the wonderful fucking the beast was giving her. She watched her full taut breasts dancing and swaying beneath her writhing torso, keeping cadence with Genghis's furious cock skewering deeper and deeper into her from behind, a merciless piston of glistening animal flesh sinking to its full depths into her soft white belly.
Suddenly, Maria couldn't resist! She entwined her hands in Sue's hair and pressed her face downward between her open thighs, feeling the girl's smooth moist tongue begin to lick her raw cuntal flesh ... the roundness of her lips abruptly engulfing and sucking wildly at her clitoris ... then, the length of her tongue darting up into her vagina, slashing, swirling, exploring ... until she felt the girl's hot breaths coming in tight gasps against her sensitive inner flesh while she rotated her heavy buttocks frantically, and Sue thrust her own back in fury, grinding them against the animal like a bitch in heat!
* * *
Ronnie couldn't hold back the grunts of pleasure tumbling from his lips almost immediately, as he began to thrust into Katie's tight velvety ass-channel and felt with carnal delight the warm soft flesh of her flattened buttocks pressing tight against his loins. He gaped around the room at the other lurid, bestial and incestuous combinations he was responsible for and vile sensations of salacious sadism raced wildly through him. He had only to look at the wanton face of Jan Martin to know that she was completely enslaved to the rapture of the two stone-hard pricks charging in unison up into her stretched cuntal passage, while the dwarf and her precious son wore like expressions of the animalistic male caught up in the momentum of pressure-building near-orgasm.
"Oh God ... oh God! Cum together in me! Yes ... yes! Please cum together!" he heard the beautiful brunette beg them licentiously, while at the same time, Sue began to babble a chant into Maria's open cunt, as she knelt beneath the powerful Genghis, thrusting her ass voraciously back onto his driving ever-expanding animal cock in debauched fury.
Christ, how he wished his old man could see this fucking circus, yeah, and his old lady, too! That's all he needed to make it complete...! Oh, shit! He stared down at his hardened rod of flesh disappearing entirely into the tight, wide-stretched hole between Katie's raised, twin white mounds. He grunted again, drawing his cock out slightly, watching with bated breath the tender ridges of pink anal flesh pulling out with it, and then being absorbed back inside when he drove into her. His breath came faster and suddenly with a gasp he began sawing rhythmically in and out, deep into the warm clasping channel.
Hell, he was going to cum ... and damn soon...!
CHAPTER ll
Neil Case had immediately taken command, to Sheriff Burgess's chagrin, the moment the call had come in. Frank had been half asleep in the City Room when Case had gently shaken him.
"They're located," was all he had said, but later in one of the fleet of patrol cars racing toward Breynar, the FBI agent had filled him in. "The call came from a man named Juan Chaverez, a hand on a ranch owned by Gilbert Martin. He was pretty upset according to the officer who handled the call ... kept babbling something about Garrett and ... and your wife, doing terrible things to everyone in the house. I guess they're holding them all prisoner, his wife included..."
"What'd he mean ... terrible things?" Frank questioned, sensing a tightness knotting at the pit of his stomach.
"He was too rattled to explain himself ... just kept repeating to hurry, before it was too late," Neil Case replied without looking at him.
Frank felt as if his heart was about to rise up into his throat and choke him as they raced through the night; he sat in the rear seat beside the government man in the first of the three police cars. Sheriff Burgess rode in front beside the deputy who drove, remaining in constant touch with his office and the other units via radio. Just outside of the exclusive suburb, he ordered all sirens to be silence.
"There ... there won't be any shooting ... will there, Neil?" Frank managed, looking toward the agent.
"I hope it won't be necessary," Case answered.
Sheriff Burgess half turned and said over his shoulder: "You can bet your ass I'm not taking any chances on having another deputy killed. I'll tell you that right now, Case!"
"We want them alive, Sheriff," Neil Case advised. "There'll be no shooting unless I give the order.
Frank heard the beefy-faced Sheriff grunt disgustedly, the thought suddenly occurring to him that there would be damned little Neil Case could do if Burgess decided to go against his orders ... and the man was bitter ... obviously seeking vengeance. In his mind he had already tried and convicted both Susan and Ronnie
Garrett for Jess Stacy's murder, and he wasn't about to let them go unpunished, Frank felt certain of that ... and maybe Neil Case did too ... but what more could he do than merely try to force the big lawman into taking them alive? In the end, if there was shooting and ... and anything happened to Susan or Garrett, Burgess would swear it was all accomplished in the line of duty and undoubtedly his men would back him; it would be Neil Case and his own word against Sheriff Burgess and a dozen of his deputies...!
Good God! He couldn't let that happen! He had to think of something! He couldn't just let them shoot her...! Christ, he had to help her ... had to!
"The Martin ranch is about a mile ahead," Burgess said, interrupting his thoughts. "This is a private road." Then, over the radio, he ordered all units to extinguish their headlights. Finally, to Neil Case, he said: "I figure we better surround the place quietly, then all move in at a given signal. You agree with that?"
"Partially," the agent replied. "But first we use the bullhorn ... give them every chance to give up..."
"Hell, that's crazy, Case!" the Sheriff argued. "Especially with the prisoners they're holding! They'll only threaten to kill one or all of them...! "
"You may be right, but if we rush the house and frighten them, they may just do that anyway," Neil Case replied, "This way, they'll have time to think, and I'm gambling that they'll make the right decision, Sheriff."
"Shit, that's stupid!" Burgess insisted. "You're just asking for more trouble...! "
"I want them alive, Sheriff!" Neil Case snapped sharply. "And we'll do it my way...! "
* * *
Susan breathed a moan of bliss from her ecstasy-slackened lips as she moved rhythmically backward to meet the dog's superb, panting thrusts. His forelegs clung to her soft, white hips like strong hairy arms, while she undulated them, rotating her buttocks in carnal little circles, giving herself fully to the erotic delight of the bestial fucking the super-animal was pounding into her from behind.
Vaguely, she wished that there was some way she could watch his pleasure-giving cock disappearing inside her clasping pussy, but she could only picture the lurid sight, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent never-before lascivious exultation soaring through her sensually charged body. She saw her own taut breasts jiggling lewdly to the animal's jarring plunges, hanging down between Maria's heavy, spread thighs, and felt the perspiration coating her flesh as she worked feverishly in cadence with the breathtaking, rampaging wolf-cock that was ever growing bigger and bigger . . .continually expanding inside her full passage to her belly. She visualized it sliding deeper ... deeper into the forever stretched hole of her clinging cunt, a relentless, steaming shaft of glistening animal flesh lunging beautifully up into the pink core of her body.
Maria had gently pushed Sue's sucking mouth and tongue from the sensitive, red slit where they had been mouthing her mercilessly ... pressed her away as if she had reached the limit of her orgasmic endurance, and as Sue raised her head, Jan Martin's near shrieking cry of joy commanded her attention. She stared over at the utterly obscene spectacle of the woman's son and the deformed Jenkins dually ravishing her vagina in near-frenzied salacity. The glistening pair of thick pricks were ramming into her lewdly stretched passage like unison pile-drivers, and her own inflamed, wanton-glazed eyes stared excitedly at the lengthy, moist cocks, coated from her cuntal secretions, fucking like crazy in an harmonious cadence into her!
"Oh shit, Mom ... Christ almighty! I'm going to cum!" Lee exclaimed wildly. "I can't hold it back any longer! It's cummmminnnggg!"
"Me too! Christ, Jan...! " Darrel Jenkins choked. "My balls are going to explode! Oh ... ooohh fuck! Fuck! Here it cuummmmssss...! "
"Yes ... yes ... oh God, both together!" the beautiful brunette cried out. "Oh, my God! I can feel you both ... ooohhh ... I'll drown in your beautiful cummm...! "
* * *
Momentarily, Gil Martin was occupied by the sight of the triple orgasm taking place on the floor beside him, but only briefly, for he couldn't keep his lascivious eyes from the sight of Katie's soft, damp mouth clasped greedily around his white, still-growing prick sawing upward into her beautiful, if, grotesquely distorted face so filled with his cock. The thin, tensile rim of her extended, ovaled lips clung to it as though she feared it might be suddenly jerked away from her, while Garrett, behind her, continued to hammer his vile prick into her tender young ass-hole.
Although he knew he should be castrated for what he was doing, Gil couldn't contain his obscene smirk as he fucked her sweet mouth and watched her passion twisted face suck and lick his hardened rod with a perversity he had never realized she possessed. She'd taken both hands to cup and squeeze his balls affectionately, and he could see rivulets of thick white fluid dribbling from the corners of her mouth; dear Christ, she was reveling in the debased sucking of his cock while Garrett sodomized her mercilessly, and the dull masochistic gleam sparkling in her enchanted eyes was the telltale proof!
* * *
Ronnie stretched the quivering white moons of Katie's ass wide with harsh fingers, watching the tender pink folds of moist, glistening flesh clasping tightly around his rampaging cock. Then, he levered forward on his toes and with a loud grunt, drove his thick rod a fraction of an inch further up her ass; he could feel the fleshy resistance deep inside spread before the blunt, turgid head of his prick, raising a soft guttural sound from her throat around her daddy's heavy cock...
He heard Sue's scream at that precise moment and looked to see her mouth gasp open in a second choking cry, as she began to toss her head from side to side wildly, her long blond hair flailing and whipping about her shoulders.
Fuck, she was in the beginning paroxysm of climax, and she was screwing her ass back onto the wolf-cock like a rutting bitch in heat! The massive brute's tongue hung loosely from its mouth as it fucked into her waving ass from behind, saliva dripping from it onto the coated film of sweat covering her smooth white back.
Again, she screamed, ramming back against the beast deliriously, just as he jerked forward and his huge cock began the obvious spitting of its sperm in hot white jet streams deep up into her clasping cunt.
Simultaneously, Ronnie saw her white, rounded ass-cheeks begin contracting, hollowing and tensing uncontrollably, indicating the climactic upheaval within her quaking belly, and a thick, white combination of human-animal cum seeped out around the flushed lips of her pulsating cunt that squeezed and milked the prick of the wolf ravenously, forming thin trickles of the mucid fluid to run in obscene rivulets down the white, lush columns of her soft, inner thighs. Her ass glistened, displaying soaked pubic hair and open pink flesh at her crotch as she seem to collapse forward onto the floor...!
* * *
Katie's unseeing eyes opened and closed in a lost world of passion; there was ... had been ... pain from the husky cock plunging into her from behind, but yet, it had been weirdly pleasurable, too, from the very beginning. Her brain reeled ecstatically and her whole being was alive with sheer sensual bliss. She ground her soft, receptive buttocks back hard onto the solid shaft fucking into her and felt the tiny driblets of viscid moisture seeping from her cunt-lips, while the mounting bubble in her belly and loins signaled of what was soon to come.
She tasted and sucked wantonly at her Paddy's ever-thickening cock in her mouth, the beautiful thought of it ejaculating its thick, warm sperm deep into her throat setting her wild with anticipation. Dear God, how she wanted that! Yes ... yes! She wanted it to squirt into her mouth and throat ... and she'd swallow it right down into her belly ... his warm, sweet cum...!
She was unaware of everything around her except the two racing cocks fucking into her mouth and ass-hole. The very lewdness of her position and the obscene, if, blurred mental vision of her naked young body being fucked at both ends at the same time, caused the increasing salacious hunger in her belly to begin churning insanely. She writhed her ass and thrust it back to the best of her licentiously draped ability onto the bad-boy's strong rod fucking into her greatly stretched ass-hole, constricting her rectal muscles like a starving throat around the hard, thick shaft, while at the same time she sucked lovingly at the cock in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing and bloating lasciviously with her Daddy's every uncontrollable upward thrust. Her tongue licked with wild affection at the blood-filled head, its tip vigorously probing the split end. God, Daddy, why don't you shoot your beautiful cum into my mouth? I want to swallow it ... show you how much I love you ... feel it dribbling down my throat . . .filling my hot belly . . .just as Ronnie's cock fucking into my ass will flood my bowels! Oh ... it's all so beautiful ... so beautiful! If only it'd never end...!
But then she was vaguely aware of the increased furor of the thrusts pounding into the depths of her tender wide-stretched anal passage, plus the naked hips crushing up tighter and tighter against her face! She could feel Daddy's cock that was stiffly poling up into her mouth begin tensing in trembling, jerking throbs, and suddenly his hands were winding into her hair and drawing her face down tighter to him. His pelvis began to close in on her, as if he were trying to push his cock down her throat and she tried to accept it. God, she wanted it so badly! The hair of his loins tickled her nose and her heart swelled with love for him as she began to tenderly squeeze and milk his pulsing balls with a warm, knowing pressure.
"Oh, my Baby!" Gil gasped huskily. "Christ almighty! I'm going to cum, little girl! Now, Oh, for God's sake, suck it! Suck it hard, Angel! Harrrrdddd!"
Almost instantaneously, her mouth was flooded with a torrent of hot, thick liquid that raged down her excitedly swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire! She fought for breath as she gulped with love and sexual hunger at the white, viscous fluid wildly ejaculating from the convulsing, beautiful prick of her Daddy, driven to the very depths of her wanting and working throat muscles. Reverently, Katie milked his balls in order to get every last drop while Ronnie began to grunt and moan behind her.
Katie felt him clutch savagely at the soft white flesh of her hips and haul her back brutally onto his prick ... then, she felt his seething, gushing load squirt deep up into her back passage, bringing on her own orgasm immediately, overwhelming her in a wild crescendo and sending delicious spasms of sensations rocketing through her; she could feel every contraction of his pumping cock as it jerked out its issue of hot, white cream, deep, deep up into her convulsing bowels ... and on up further to her very breasts ... and he was still unloading wildly into her when the door flew open and man shouted...!
"Susan! Susan ... my God! Where are you?'
CHAPTER 12
Ronnie Garrett was still caught in the throes of his earth-trembling climax when the shouting voice and the familiar image of Mutton-Chops Carter registered in his half-spaced-out brain, but he was not so incapacitated that he didn't realize the danger that had to be damn near on top of him!
Yet, even as he jerked his deflating prick from the voluptuous ass-hole of Katie Martin and made frantic efforts toward scooping up his laid-aside weapons, it suddenly occurred to him that he'd made one fatal mistake! He hadn't kept his eyes on the others, but instead, had let himself become swallowed up in the sensual lust of the moment ... and suddenly, it was too late!
"I'll kill you, Ronnie!" Sue hissed emphatically, pressing the point of the kitchen knife he had told her to take, into the back of his neck. "Make one move and I swear, I'll ... I'll kill you!"
Momentarily, he stood stunned. He couldn't believe it ... that he'd let her creep around behind him after the wolf was finished with her ... and then, abruptly, he felt the round barrel of cold steel pressing into the small of his back. She had one of his guns...!
"D-Don't be a fool, Sue! If they take me, they take you!" he reminded her. "It's not too late! Shoot him! Go on, shoot him!"
Frank had frozen inside the door, his mouth falling open at the lewd sight of nakedness he beheld. He had rushed away from Case and Burgess and ran toward the house in one last effort to try and save her. Christ, it seemed the least he could do for his own wife...! Now, he stared at her in her nakedness, holding the boy she had run off with at gunpoint while he screamed for her to shoot him ... him...! Her very own husband!
"Jesus, Sue! Shoot! Before it's too late! We've still got a chance...! " Ronnie begged.
"Just don't move, Ronnie!" Sue advised him softly. "Don't move, or I'll kill you...! "
Suddenly, the room was filled with lawmen, but Frank only saw the eyes of his Susan, and God knows, he'd never forget them as they looked at that very moment ... tragically begging him to forgive her ... while Ronnie Garrett slumped to his knees and began to weep like a baby.. .
* * *
Before he left Breynar, Frank Carter had dinner with the Martins, a magnificent meal cooked by the pretty, if overweight Maria. Oddly enough, they spoke only in passing of their forced debauched ordeal at the hands of Ronnie Garrett and his Susan, but he couldn't help but believe that it was in sympathy for his feelings, and he appreciated that. All the same, after dinner, in the living room, he brought up the subject again.
"I-I can't help but feel somewhat responsible for the agony you beautiful people have been put through," he said, glancing around the room at the handsome family.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Gil Martin exclaimed.
"That's absurd!" Jan said, leaning forward. "How could you have any idea...? "
"It's not that!" Frank interrupted, waving his hand and half-smiling. "I'm afraid you don't catch my point. . . Had Susan been happy, none of this would ever've happened. Evidently, I made her unhappy ... and she was the type of girl who resorted to extremes ... but truthfully, I never knew it. I-I guess, I never knew her at all.. . "
For a moment, there was silence. Katie said: "What's to become of her now, Mr. Carter?"
Frank glanced over at the beautiful blonde girl beside him, then down at the massive animal lying at her feet. He said: "The trial first ... and God knows what that will bring for her. At least, the murder end of it has been cleaned up. The deputy was done in by his own wife and her lover, which you already must know by tonight's paper..."
"Yeah, they confessed," Lee put in. "They were picked up in Mexico and suddenly told the whole story!" i
"It'll still be a long time before she knows freedom again," Frank said, dropping his face sadly. "And ... and she wants a divorce..."
"You'll give it to her, of course...? " Jan questioned, still leaning forward.
Frank smiled, then glanced down at his fumbling hands in his lap. "Yes ... of course ... but she's only doing it for me, you know ... only for me..."
For a long interval there was heavy silence, until Gil Martin said: "How about another brandy, Carter? I think we need something to keep the party from getting morbid."
"Yes, I'd love one too, Darling," Jan agreed, smiling warmly, her dark eyes measuring Frank Carter carefully.
"You are going to stay with us for a few days, Mr. Carter...? " Katie questioned, smiling warmly at him. "We'd love to have you, wouldn't we, Mommy?"
"Oh yes ... very much! Can you ... Frank...? "
The sound of his name coming so warmly from her beautiful lips caused Frank Carter to raise his eyes quickly. He found himself gazing from mother to daughter, and suddenly a strange sensation rippled through him.
"I-I'd like to," he answered, half-smiling. "But ... there's someone waiting for me back in Baniff.. . Let me go back and get her first ... then, we'll both come for a vacation ... and honeymoon..."
"Oh, that would be wonderful," Katie said, excitedly. "I'm sure we'd have some grand times together, wouldn't we, everyone?"
Again, Frank was moved by their enthusiastic agreement with the lovely blonde girl, and he couldn't help but think how much they would come to love his Barbara ... they were such beautiful unselfish people...!
