THE CLUB
Chapter 13

What would have normally taken about 15 minutes took Meg about a half hour to get home. She kept stopping, looking, then going further only to repeat again. She was furious with her brother for leaving her, but quickly calmed down. Her anger turned into excitement. About half way home she had even stopped, looked around, then took her top off so she was completely naked. Meg had reassured herself that no one was near, but had the strange hope someone would see her.

As she neared the barn she put her top back on. Cautiously she crouched down and waited a minute or two, listening and looking to make sure she wouldn't be seen. Satisfied, Meg dashed the last short distance and into the back door of the barn. Suddenly conscious of her nudity she scurried up the ladder to the loft room.

"I can't believe you left me like that!" she blurted as she scrambled into the room. What she saw stopped her. Before her was Mark, just standing in silence, but completely naked. His cock standing up straight.

"You horny?" he asked in a soft voice. Meg could say nothing, but nodded. "Wanna get fucked?" Mark whispered as he walked up to her. Again she nodded.

He took her hand and led her to a bale of hay in the center of the room. She hadn't even noticed it before. He had draped a blanket over it. "Bend over the bale," he told her. Without questioning, she did as he asked, parting her legs slightly as her belly rested on the hay. It made no sense, but she felt herself becoming more wet. "Front or back?" he mumbled.

"Either," Meg heard herself answer. Normally, if given the choice, she'd say front every time, but after walking home naked, she felt somehow submissive. Being "vulnerable" and in danger of being seen naked had excited her. Now she just wanted to be taken. If he took her ass, even if it hurt, she'd like it. She lifter her ass slightly, tilted her hips, and widened her legs. She wanted him to see her sex; to be taken any way he wanted to take her.

Meg's breath sucked in as a hand went between her legs. It came to rest flat against her pussy, but a finger pushed between the folds. Slowly the hand slid from her pussy to her ass crack, that same finger pressing down as it slid along her asshole.

Mark sensed Meg push back as he pushed his finger at her asshole. Normally she would pull away slightly. "You are horny," he smiled.

"Just do it," she blushed. It was embarrassing enough that she was that horny, but even worse her body was giving her away.

"Do you want it to hurt?" he muttered.

His finger pushed into her ass. She knew now he was going to take her there. His question not only surprised her, but shocked her. Her mind was wandering. She imagined herself in a crowded room with other people there. Her pants had been pulled down and she had been bent over something. Everyone could see her, both girls and boys. She knew the boys were going to fuck her. As frightening as that was, it excited her, but she couldn't tell Mark that. "Just do it," she repeated.

Mark's finger pulled out of her ass and she felt him kneel behind her. She couldn't believe her body scooted back slightly as her legs parted more and she pushed out her ass. She wasn't supposed to do that, but her body didn't seem to know it. His cock run up and down her ass crack sending shivers up her spine.

Meg yelped as Mark lunged forward slamming his belly into her ass and ramming his cock into her asshole. It hurt like hell, but she pushed back against him. He didn't give her time to adjust, but immediately began to pump into her. Tears formed in her eyes, but her ass started to pick up his rhythm, pushing back as he pushed forward; pulling away as he did.

She knew he wouldn't last long enough to climax her, which she desperately needed, so her hand went to her pussy to "assist". Never had she done anything like that before. Even when she did masturbate, it was always in the dark, in her bed, with the blanket pulled up to her neck. As horny as she might get during the day, she always waited until she went to bed before pleasuring herself. It didn't seem to matter now.

At least her ass had become accustomed to be being fucked and the pain was now gone. All that was left was the pleasure and with her fingers teasing her pussy, Meg felt her climax coming. Mark pushed in and stopped pumping. She felt his cock pulsating deep inside her and knew he was climaxing, which pushed her closer. Mark remained still, but it was her turn now. She was so close.

Mark began to pull out of her. Instinctively her hips pushed her ass back attempting to keep him embedded, but he slipped out anyway. The sensation of him pulling out was enough to push her over the edge. She felt her explosion and her fingers increased their movements. After what seemed like an eternity Meg collapsed down on the bail.

As her senses returned, Meg became aware of Mark's cum leaking from her ass. She was still belly down on the bale with her legs spread and knew Mark could see everything. It made her blush, but she still didn't have the strength to move. "Got that cloth so I can clean up?" she asked weakly.

Mark had pulled out of Meg's ass after he had cum. It fascinated him that her ass stayed open at first, then slowly closed. He had never really "looked" at her like that and he couldn't help but stare. It almost made him wish his cock was still stiff so he could fuck her ass again. When she spoke, he came out of his trance. He looked around, saw the rag, picked it up shaking it off, and then tossed it to his sister.

The rag landed in her back. Her face turned red as she reached for it and wiped the cum still leaking out of her ass. With her strength now returned, Meg stood up and turned to face Mark. He was still naked, but his once stiff soldier was now hanging limply between his legs. "Can I have my shorts now?"

A grin came over Mark's face. "Sure. Here... but no panties for the rest of the day... and I'll be checking, deal? You still owe me for spying."

"Checking? How?" asked Meg.

"Easy! I look in your pants to see if you're wearing any," he laughed.

"You can't! What if someone sees you doing it?" Meg gasped.

"Don't worry; I'll be careful," reassured Mark.

Meg thought for a moment. "Will you do it to? ...and let me check? It's only fair..."

"Deal!" Mark announced as he tossed his underwear into a corner and stepped into his shorts. Meg smiled. It might prove to be a fun evening.

When they walked in the house, their mother announced, "Supper will be ready in about a half hour. Go clean up. Mark, it's your turn to set the table."

"OK," they replied in unison. "I'm going to take a quick shower," Meg added. With all the activities of the day, she knew she needed one now.

Mark nonchalantly followed Meg into the bathroom and began to wash his hands. "Aren't you going to take a shower?" he asked, noticing Meg was just standing there.

"Yes, but I can't undress while you're here, stupid," she snapped.

"Me stupid? What's the big deal? We just had sex. It's not like I haven't seen you," he countered.

"Someone might see," argued Meg.

"Who do you think will see? The door is closed. Mom is in the kitchen downstairs cooking and Dad isn't home yet," he again countered.

"I guess," Meg muttered as she pushed her shorts to the floor and reached for her top. "You just want to see me naked," she teased as she pulled her top off.

"Yeah... and you like to show me," he grinned as his hand went between her legs. "You're already wet."

"Am not!" she blushed even though he was right. His finger slipped easily inside her. "Not here; not now," she whispered, but didn't pull away. "You gotta wash your hands again," she blushed.

"Remember, no underwear. I'll be checking," he reminded as he pulled his hand away.

"I know," she kiddingly scowled. She then reached out and pulled the waistband of his shorts out from his belly and shoved her hand in, caressing his stiff cock. "I'll be checking you too... and I'm going to keep you hard all night," she laughed.