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WARNING: This story contains scenes of graphic sex. If
subject matter of this nature does not interest you, do not
read any farther.
All events in this story are fictional. All the characters
in this story are fictional. This is a fantasy. In other
words, this is a tale in which physical acts and human
responses are not limited to, nor necessarily based in,
reality. Some acts and responses in the story may be
physically or physiologically improbable. But I like to
think believable....
This story is intended for the salacious entertainment of
consenting adults. Do not try to do any of the things
described in this story. You will injure yourself or your
partner. Or be arrested, or shot by her father....
If you are under 18 years of age, go away. This story will
burn your eyeballs and fry your brain.
If material of a strong sexual nature is prohibited where
you are, go away.
By continuing, the reader accepts all responsibility for any
disgust, revulsion, jail sentences, or pleasure that result
from reading this story.
You have been warned!
If you're going to repost this, give me credit for it. If
you're going to charge for others to read this, give me
credit and money, too. Fair's fair, no?
That said, enjoy!....:)
NightShade
*******
Jill and Ted
By NightShade
First posted 1/97, rev. 12/98
Jill looked down at the pictures spread out on the bed in
front of her. A shiver ran through her trim teen-aged
frame. It just hadn't seemed possible to do what those
people were doing in those photos. A week ago she would
have never thought that something big, that long or that fat
could fit all the way up inside her without splitting her
wide open. Then she had discovered the pictures at her
friend's house. She had stared in horrified fascination at
the acts that were beyond her imagination. Just a week ago.
She had seen that the woman in the pictures could do it.
And now she knew she could, too. At least, she knew she
could do some of the things she had seen in the pictures.
She remembered back to last week. She had been staring at
the pictures, just like she was now. She couldn't imagine
any woman wanting anything that big, like the man's thing,
stuffed, or rammed up inside her. But the pictures clearly
showed it going in all the way into her slit, and some
showed it going all the way up into her back hole and down
her throat, too. The woman in the photos looked like she
liked it. No, she loved it.
Jill had thought that the pictures of that lady sucking on
that fat cock were yucky. But the more she stared at them,
the more it tingled down there between her legs. She had
started to get damp. There was something about just
thinking about holding an excited cock in her hands, kissing
it softly, feeling his strong hands behind her head,
pushing, pushing, pushing until she was forced to accept it
into her mouth. With his hands still pushing, it would go
deeper and deeper into her mouth. Maybe even down her
throat...
Jill jerked as she came back from her daydream. God! Now
she was really wet! She back looked back down at the
picture of the lady sucking on the man's cock. She looked
like she especially liked sucking on it, and you could see
it going all the way down her throat! Just like in her
daydream.
Jill knew that pictures like these could be posed. She had
caught glimpses of the adult magazines at the store and
those awful ones under her brother's bed. But these were
different. These were pictures her friend April had given
her, and they were pictures of April's Mom and Dad. She and
April had found them in a box in April's parent's closet and
they had taken a bunch of them. So if April's Mom looked
like she was enjoying what she was doing, then she probably
was.
Jill and April had been inseparable their whole first year
of Junior High School. At 13 years of age, they felt they
were grown women, even though their bodies weren't quite
fully developed. April was showing signs of getting big
boobs, and the boys were always hanging around her. Jill's
development was less pronounced. She still had the figure
of a young girl, with just the slightest broadening hint of
her hips that would someday flare in womanly splendor. Her
ass was high and rubbery. It didn't wiggle all over the
place like April's did, but several of the boys had pinched
it, trying to feel it. She didn't know how she felt about
that. She liked it that they wanted to touch it, but the
pinches hurt.
Jill's chest was her biggest concern. Or should she say,
her smallest. At 13, she had hoped she would have had more
to show for her life's work. There was barely any swelling
there at all. The only things that broke the plane of her
chest were two nipples, which right now were quite aroused.
Jill remembered she had pulled the neck of her tee shirt out
and looked down at them as she sat on the bed. The dark red
nipples really stuck out when she felt tingly like this.
She had rubbed her finger over one and pulled it away
quickly. It hurt. Kind of. But it kind of felt good at
the same time, too.
The next time Jill gently caressed the nubs using just her
fingertips, and tingles filled her chest. They traveled
down to her slit, making her shudder with delight. She
leaned back against the headboard, still looking at the
pictures. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she continued to
touch her erect nipples until suddenly she had a tiny spasm
that shook her tummy in little ripples. She felt wet
between her legs, and a big spot grew on her shorts like she
had peed herself.
Jill had had to go downstairs and get some clean panties and
another pair of shorts. She remembered she got off the bed,
had put the pictures in the nightstand drawer, and had gone
down to the basement. She and her older brother, Ted, lived
with their Mom in an old two-story house way out in the
country. The two siblings split the chores because their
mother worked two jobs, one at the local diner and the other
at a club about 15 miles outside of town. She didn't get
home until real late, so, if the two kids wanted clean
clothes, they had to do laundry. It had been Ted's turn to
do the laundry last week. Jill didn't like it when it was
his turn to do the laundry because Ted always did it at the
last minute and saved the folding till nobody had anything
to wear. Like then, when her panty drawer was empty.
Again.
So Jill had gone down the stairs. She was not trying to be
quiet, but she had taken her shoes off when she was on her
bed. She turned to go into the laundry room, and stopped
abruptly. She saw Ted standing there, and it was obvious he
had not heard her coming. Jill had given a small gasp,
quieted by her hand, which she put over her mouth. It was
obvious Ted wasn't doing the laundry, either. At least, not
the way their Mom had told them to.
Ted had been standing there with his pants and underwear
down around his ankles, moving his hand slowly up and down
his thing, like he was making love to it. His eyes were
closed and his head was tilted slightly back. His mouth
hung loosely open and he was breathing hard, like he had
just worked out. He had a pair of her new panties in his
hand, wrapped around his long, hard organ. He had her new
sexy red ones that Mom didn't know about!
His cock mesmerized Jill. She wasn't even upset about him
using her panties to rub on his cock. She couldn't stop
staring at it. It was even bigger that April's Dad's. It
seemed to draw her over to it, and she had move mindlessly
into the laundry room.
Ted didn't hear her coming until she had almost reached him.
He started to yell at her until he saw she was staring at
his cock, and that she wasn't mad. She had a glazed look in
her eyes that excited him. He was kind of proud of his
prick. It was the biggest one in the school, but he didn't
know it would have this kind of power over girls. Shit!
Even his own sister!
Jill didn't realize what she was doing until she found
herself on her knees in front of her brother, holding his
penis. It was so long and hard. And hot. It felt like it
was burning her hands. She looked down at herself, and
recognized that she was in the same position as the April's
Mom was in the pictures. She giggled to herself. Looking
up at her brother, she brushed a stray lock of her auburn
hair off her forehead. Ted looked like he was holding his
breath, waiting for something to happen.
"Can I suck on it, Ted?"
His mouth dropped open. He stuttered and stammered, but
eventually said, "Yeah, sure. Be my guest!"
He leaned back against the washing machine, propping himself
on his elbows. Jill pulled on the stiff organ until it was
aiming right at her face. She put out her tongue and
touched it to the tip of the large head. Ted let out all
his breath in one big whoosh at that light contact.
"Did that hurt?" she asked quickly, afraid she had done
something wrong.
"N-nnno. Keep going. I'm all right. Just fine."
The angry red head staring at her with its single eye was
huge. Jill opened her mouth as wide as she could and it
just barely fit in. Her lips were stretched tightly around
the shaft as she pushed her head down until the bulbous head
hit her tonsils. She opened her eyes wide. There were
still six more inches below her nose, still outside of her
mouth. She pulled back up a bit and then down, trying to
get more in.
Ted groaned. She tried to pull off and see if he was OK,
but he had tangled his hands in her shoulder length hair and
was holding her tight.
At first she resisted his controlling her, but then she let
him move her head at will. It was just like in her daydream
and she started creaming again in her shorts. She was glad
she hadn't changed to a fresh pair.
With each firm stroke he moved her head closer to his body,
the head nudging deeper and deeper. It met resistance when
it had no place to go but down her tight throat. Ted kept
pumping her head up and down, each time pushing a little
harder on the down stroke. Finally, as the head nudged in
for the fifth time, she swallowed and the shaft went all the
way down. She had done it! She had the whole thing in!
And from the sounds Ted was making, he seemed pleased, too.
She knew it turned her on as she could feel something
running down her inner thigh.
Ted continued to move her head up and down, now forcing her
lips over the entire length of his shaft for several
minutes. The longer he used her, the easier the fat head
went down her throat. Finally, he let go of her hair and
she continued to do move her head up and down on her own.
Ted continued to grunt and groan, between giving her
instructions, such as to go faster, or slower, suck harder,
how to move her tongue and so on. As she was speeding up
her mouth actions, she felt the head swelling. Ted grasped
her head tight again and grunted really loud. A salty,
sticky substance filled her mouth, and she had to swallow to
keep from having it leak down her chin. She wasn't sure
what had happened, but the stiffness was going out of Ted's
cock and she had to suck real hard to get it stiff again.
Finally, when it was as stiff as when she had started Ted
let her head go and pulled her off his cock. She looked up
at him, a dribble of cum and saliva running down her chin.
"Not bad, Twerp. Where did you learn how to do that? And
what are you doing down here?"
Suddenly, Jill remembered her stained shorts and blushed.
"I needed a pair of panties, Duffus, but I can see you're
wearing them."
It was Ted's turn to blush.
"Yeah, well, what did you do, wet your pants? Let's see,
shall we?"
With that, he grabbed her under her armpits and spun around,
lifting her up, so she was sitting on the edge of the
washing machine. He grabbed her knees and spread them
apart.
He looked her in the eye, and then let his eye travel to her
crotch. It was still wet, wetter now than it had been
before she came down into the basement and sucked him off.
Jill turned a bright red. She was embarrassed, but
strangely excited. Her breath was still rapid and shallow.
Ted slowly ran a finger over the damp spot in her crotch,
pressing the fabric into the crease underneath. He could
tell the lips were swollen from their normal state and let
his finger linger over them as he traced their outline in
the damp cloth. He had seen their normal state almost every
night for the last two years when she took her bath. A tiny
hole in his closet wall looked right into the bathroom. He
had been spying on her since he had first found the
peephole, jacking off each time.
So he knew the lips were puffy now. And that turned him on.
He reached up and grabbed the waistband of her shorts with
both hands and pulled them down. He didn't even have to
tell her to lift. She automatically lifted her hips to help
him. Her white panties came down at the same time and
suddenly he found himself with a close up view of her
hairless pussy for the first time.
He explored the dripping slit with his finger, roughly
jabbing it in.
"Owww. That hurts. Do it easier, OK?"
Ted grinned, a little embarrassed. He didn't want her to
think he was a virgin, but this was his first time. He
didn't even mind it was his little sister.
He pulled his finger out and began again, this time using
his thumbs to gently spread the outer lips to expose the
tender pink flesh underneath. Now it was his turn to be
mesmerized. Without knowing what he was doing, he sank to
his knees, pulled her legs over his shoulders and dove in to
the virgin twat laid out in front of him. He didn't hear
the high pitched squeals of delight that filled the basement
because her soft inner thighs hugged his head, covering his
ears. He was in a sightless, soundless aromatic wonderland
that, until this moment, he had only dreamed about.
His tongue went wild, poking and stroking, licking and
flicking the steaming, musky-smelling cavern spread out
before him. He traced the inner folds down, following their
soft contours until they merged with the puffy labia. His
tongue traveled quickly over her pudendum and teased her
cherry little asshole. He felt her reaction to this move,
as she stiffened her whole body for a moment. Then she
ground her girlish ass back against his probing tongue. Ted
just about lost his load right then.
Instead, he pulled his tongue back upwards and traced her
slit to the apex of her sex, her clit. For a young girl,
Jill had a well-developed nub hidden down inside the folds
of skin. With all of her recent sexual discoveries, this
was one she hadn't gotten around to fully exploring as yet,
so this feeling of having that part excited was entirely new
to her. She knew it felt good when she rubbed herself down
there, but hadn't bothered yet to find out why. She was
just about to find out.
Ted circled the tiny bump of skin with his tongue. He could
feel something hidden down under it, and with the
persistency of youth he went after it relentlessly. Jill
was going crazy with his efforts. Her small heels pounded
relentlessly down on his back, beating a rhythm of sexual
ecstasy against his vertebrae. An added benefit was that
the vibrations of her kicks were directly translated to her
cunt via his jaw. It felt great. She had her own personal
vibrator, complete with a skillful tongue.
Jill screamed and shook all over when Ted's teeth gnawed at
her now exposed clit. The sudden gush of slick fluid that
spurted out from her cunt surprised them both as it squirted
into his open, sucking mouth. Ted moved away from her clit
while she was still clenching and releasing her legs
spasmodically and stuck his tongue up her cunt like a tiny
penis. Because of her spread legs, he was able to penetrate
quite deeply, and his tongue ran into her vestigial barrier.
He jerked back, as he realized his sister was a virgin.
For the record, Ted, although he was her brother and all,
and generally felt pretty protective of Jill, was also a
jerk. He had heard about how tight virgins were supposed to
be. Now he had one in his hands. Literally.
Jill was still a little incoherent from her orgasm and
didn't notice when Ted stood up. He lifted her slightly and
slid her hips to the very edge of the washing machine. He
moved in closer to her and touched the tip of his stiff
prick to her pussy. She didn't seem to notice it. He
nudged it in a little further.
She noticed that. She caught her breath and held it. With
fearful eyes she looked down her body to the juncture of
their two bodies. Her eyes widened as she saw how big he
was. She looked back up at him, her fear evident in her
eyes. So was the lust. She didn't stop him.
He pushed the fat head in a little deeper, until it met up
with her hymen. He looked down at her. His heart was
racing almost as fast as hers. He knew it would hurt her,
but that wasn't going to stop him from tearing off his first
piece of pussy.
"This may hurt a little since this is your first time.
Here. Bite on this."
Ted stuffed a roll of socks into her mouth. Then, without
giving her any time to say anything or think about it, he
lunged up inside her, tearing through the barrier with only
a slight hesitation.
To Jill, it felt like a baseball bat was suddenly being
shoved up inside her. She screamed in pain, but only a
slight muffled sound came out of her sock-filled mouth. She
tried to climb off the intruding shaft but his grip on her
hips was like iron. There was no way for her to escape the
painful spearing that he was giving her.
Tears of pain leaked from the corners of her cornflower blue
eyes, trickling down her cheeks. Ted ignored her screams
and her tears, deaf blind and uncaring about her pain. He
did stop moving after he was completely buried in her cunt.
Not for her benefit, however. The tightness on his cock was
unbelievable. It was true what they said. Every fuckin'
last word. There was nothing like a virgin.
The pain in Jill's stretched and torn cunt slowly lessened
and other feelings began to overwhelm the skewered girl.
Sensitive nerves that had never been touched before were now
sending strong `fuck-me' signals to her brain. She might
have been able to override a few of them, but after staring
at all those pictures, lusting for just this very thing, the
prick inside her was too big and touched too many for her to
put up any kind of a fight. Even if she had wanted to. She
succumbed to the urgent erotic messages and began to move
her hips back and forth on the iron pole. Each hip movement
made the shaft touch a different area. She found the areas
she like best and did those a lot. Her legs wrapped around
his hips and she locked her ankles, pulling him all the way
inside.
Ted began to fuck in and out, the tightness of her cunt and
her tentative motions getting to him. He knew it wouldn't
be long until he shot with all this stimulation. Her tight
twat was milking his cock like no other had before. Not
that he'd had any before. But he instinctively knew this
one was special.
Jill plunged over the edge just before Ted did. She was
still screaming into the socks as he filled her love box to
overflowing with sticky white semen. They hung on each
other for a couple of minutes catching a second wind.
"Not bad, Twerp. Not bad at all." Then he had pulled out
and gone upstairs, the laundry and his sister forgotten. He
just left her sitting on the washer naked from the waist
down.
That had been a week ago. They had fucked every day the
past week at least once a day, sometimes as many as four.
Both of them were young and virile and insatiable. Ted had
never taken any more consideration of her than he had the
first time. He would cum, and go. Fortunately, Jill was
usually so horny it didn't take much to get her off. She
spent most of those days in her room, staring at the photos,
then, when she heard Ted, or he called for her, she would
run to his room and they would suck and fuck. It was really
a kind of masturbation.
That had been the way it had gone, until today. Today was
going to be different. Ted, the jerk, couldn't keep his
mouth shut. So today, Mark was coming over. He was
supposed to be Ted's best friend and was, as Ted put it, an
`ass man.' That sounded so vulgar, but it excited her. She
looked down at her small chest. Good thing he wasn't a `tit
man.'
Jill put the pictures on the bed away and dressed quickly.
She pulled a pink tank top over her head and a matching
pleated skirt. She left off her panties on a wicked
impulse. She brushed her dark hair until it shown. She
borrowed a little of her Mom's lipstick and eye shadow. It
made her look a little older, she thought. Finally ready,
she took a last look at herself in the mirror. She knew she
looked hot.
Just as she was coming downstairs, Ted and Mark walked in.
The three of them just stood there and stared at each other.
Jill was in awe of Mark. He was older than she was and he
was on the football team, too. She had had a crush on him
for as long as she could remember. But then, all the girls
did. He was just that kind of a guy. Tall, dark, and rich.
And now he was here to fuck her. Or so she hoped.
Finally, to break the ice, she smiled at him. Going over to
him, she put both her arms around his neck and kissed him on
the mouth. It was a long, hot kiss. His inexperienced
hands, having no particular place to go, gravitated towards
her rubbery cheeks. He fondled them through the wool of her
skirt, and then slipped underneath. The enlargement in the
front of his pants between their bodies evidenced his
surprise at finding bare skin. She finally broke the kiss
after several minutes.
"Ooohhh, is that for me?" she teased him, rubbing her tummy
on his prick.
She let loose of his neck and went down on her knees in
front of him. She had learned a lot the last week, one of
them was how to undo men's belts and pants quickly and
efficiently. Mark's pants and shorts were down around his
knees before he knew what was happening. Not that he would
have stopped her.
Jill massaged his swollen cock with her soft hands until it
was sticking straight up in the air. She then tugged it
down to point at her mouth and promptly swallowed his prick
to the hilt. Mark, surprised by the sudden sensation of
total warm wetness surrounding him, lost his balance and
fell backwards on his butt on the floor. Jill didn't even
break stroke and didn't let loose of him, but followed him
down. She did giggle afterwards with him deep in her mouth,
causing Mark even more thrilling sensations. He had been so
keyed up for this hot piece of ass that he came in about two
minutes of Jill's hard sucking. Jill noticed that Mark's
sperm tasted a bit different, but she liked them both.
She turned to Ted, and lifted her eyebrow in a question,
licking her lips slowly in a lewd invitation. He had his
pants down in a flash and she sucked him to climax in about
three minutes. Smacking her lips, she turned back to Mark.
"Let me get you hard again, and you can fuck me, OK?" she
said to him.
He just nodded dumbly. This was too easy. God, how did
this dumb shit get his sister to act like this. Yeah, his
cock is big, but so what? He'd always heard size didn't
matter to a woman. Maybe that wasn't true?
Jill bent to her chosen task and soon he was hard again.
Not letting him get up, she straddled his body and eased his
prick into her twat. He was shorter than Ted, but a little
thicker around the base. She had to rut back and forth a
couple of times before she could get all the way down the
thick shaft. But once she was seated, she found that his
extra thickness stretched her tight and let his prick rub
right on her clit whenever she twisted just right. The
electric shocks when she did that traveled from her clit to
every part of her body. She was getting more and more
aroused and rode him like a wild man.
Ted, for his part, just stared at the rutting couple. It
was exciting as all hell to fuck his sister, but it was even
more exciting to watch someone else fuck her. He started
running through all the guys he knew, especially the ones
with big dicks that he thought he might like to pal around
with. He didn't stop to think about what Jill might think
of him pimping her out for his social benefit. Ted was just
that kind of asshole, a real nice guy.
As he watched his sister fuck herself on Mark's hard cock,
he stroked his own huge dick. It was still wet with her
spit, and he liked the sounds it made as it squished up and
down in his tight fingertunnel.
Mark finally caught his breath. He hadn't been in the house
15 minutes and already he had had a great blowjob and was
now getting the fuck of his life. This little cunt was
serious meat! Better than either of the other two bitches
he had fucked. He began to buck his hips up, trying to
drive his prick out of the top of her head.
The first lunge of his hips caught her by surprise and it
knocked her over forwards. She landed on his solid chest.
He instinctively reached up around her to catch her, not
wanting her to fall off his prick. As soon as she was
stable again, his hands moved down to her ass. He already
knew she was naked under her skirt, so he hiked it up and
tucked it under her waistband to get it out of the way.
His hands covered and squeezed the firm globes, kneading the
soft flesh. Jill closed her eyes and rested her cheek on
his chest. He felt more than heard her contented moans as
he continued to manipulate her ass cheeks. She didn't even
move when he pulled them apart and brushed up and down the
exposed crack with his fingertips.
She did hold her breath when the first finger slipped in up
to the first knuckle. Skewered in both orifices, she began
to do a rapid little dance on the end of his finger. She
wasn't trying it dislodge it. Every time he would pull back
a little, she would follow as far as she could, then give a
little whimper when it pulled out.
Finally, he jammed his finger in all the way to the palm.
She arched her back up, lifting off his chest and screamed.
Then she went wild on his cock. After about three minutes of
her frenzied actions, he lunged up with his hips and shot
his second load in 20 minutes into this amazing 13-year-old
cunt. He collapsed onto his back; convinced he was done for
the day.
Jill rolled off her idol. She was satisfied she had made
him cum. His finger had hurt her when he shoved it in so
hard, but if April's Mom could take a whole big cock up
there, she was sure she could, too. So she had not pulled
away from his finger, and soon enough it felt good. Really
good.
She looked over at her brother as he stood there, making
love to himself. She grinned. He really seemed to like
doing that. Maybe that was why it was so big. She would
have to ask other guys how often they stroked themselves and
then see how big they were.
She spread her legs in invitation, the creamy white cum from
her first encounter with Mark dribbling down her ass crack
onto the carpet. She didn't care. Running her fingers up
and down her sparsely covered cunt, she used two to spread
the lips and then stuck the middle one into her steaming
cauldron.
Ted grinned down at his sister. She was hot and he had just
the hose to put out her fire. He fell on her, not even
giving her time to move her hand. Her breath rushed out of
her lungs as he landed on her. With a swift, now practiced
move, he shoved his prick into her open vagina.
Without a pause to see if she was OK, he pulled all the way
out again, and shoved it back in. He did it again and
again, harder each time. It was like he was punishing her
for enjoying herself with Mark. This went on for some time
until he heard Mark talking to him.
"Hey, roll over, Ted."
Ted just shook his head `No' and kept plowing into his
sister. He figured he'd finish, then Mark could do her
again. He was just on the backstroke when he felt
something. He froze.
Mark had kneeled over his thighs and nudged his prick
against Ted's buttcrack.
"Doesn't make a bit of difference to me which of your
asshole I fuck, but I'll bet it makes a difference to you,
doesn't it?" he heard whispered in his ear.
He nodded quickly in agreement.
"So roll over nice and slow, asshole, and hold on to her
tight. If you're lucky, you just might enjoy this, too."
Ted looked down at Jill, who had apparently not heard the
whispering. Her eyes were closed and she was grunting with
each fierce lunge he made. With an unpracticed move, he
held on to her and slowly rolled over onto his back, leaving
her lying on top of him. He managed the move without
dislodging her.
Mark grabbed onto the slim hips that were now presented to
him. He lifted them up, bending the cock in Jill's cunt at
an awkward, but not terribly painful angle. A shorter prick
would have slipped out. Mark then urged Jill to pull her
knees up under her, which she did. Then, with no warning
and very little preparation, Mark grabbed the thick shaft of
his prick, pointed and lunged like a tackle coming off the
line at the snap of the ball.
Jill's eyes just about bugged out of her head. Chords stood
out in her neck and the veins in her forehead and temples
stood out in bas-relief. Her breath had been forced from
her lungs and with the grip Ted had on her, she couldn't
seem to catch her breath. Her face went from panic-white to
red to cyanotic as she fought for, and finally caught some
air.
She had known this was going to happen. She had even looked
forward to it. But not like this. Not this pain. Not so
brutal. She tried to rear back, but Ted was holding her
tight. She looked down at him to try to plead with him.
She didn't even try. The bloodlust was in his eyes. He was
getting off on her pain. Her own brother. She tried to
stand up, but Mark was lying on her back. His legs blocked
hers, so she couldn't straighten them out.
And the pain. The pain was excruciating. A hot fat poker
from the fire was branding her asshole, tearing her apart.
Never, never had she felt anything that hurt this bad. She
clenched all her muscles and once more she tried to buck of
the invader, but he was in too deep. They were both too
strong for her. So she did the only thing she could do.
She screamed. She knew there was no one to hear. She
screamed anyway. Then again, redoubled as Mark buried the
last of his shaft deep into her bowels. This just fucking
hurt. Bad. When her voice gave out, she just lay there,
grunting. And swore this would never happen to her again.
It didn't get better when Mark pulled back and lunged back
in again. It wasn't better the next time either. It didn't
help when Ted picked up the rhythm and bucked up underneath
her, driving his prick home into her cunt. That didn't
hurt, but it didn't help the pain, not one bit.
The two older boys went at it for some time, alternately
plunging into her ass or her cunt. They went slow, but
rammed their cocks home each time with all of their
considerable strength. The pain reduced her normal vaginal
secretions, making the going tougher for Ted. That
increased the friction on the sensitive tissues of his cock,
making him cum faster than he normally would have.
The extreme tightness of her ass had the same effect on the
bigger jerk. With a tremendous lunge, he lifted the
unresisting girl completely off the cock in her cunt and up
into the air. With a guttural grunt, he dribbled two meager
squirts of cum into her rectum, not nearly enough to sooth
the ravaged tissues he left there as he limply withdrew.
Jill lay under the panting lineman. She was still in shock.
She couldn't bring herself to focus on the brutality of what
had just happened. All she could think of was that April's
Mom was smiling in the pictures. She knew she was. But
this just hurt. Bad. How come?
She finally managed to wiggle out from under the semi-
conscious youth and got to her knees. She looked over and
saw that her brother had rolled over on his side and was
curled up into a fetal position. He was asleep, dead to the
world. He was always like that after he fucked her.
She looked over at Mark, then at her brother. Fuck them,
she thought. There were other cocks out there that wouldn't
hurt her like that. She suddenly realized she didn't need
these two, no matter how big. She hesitated a bit when she
remembered just how big, but the pain in her ass drove her
on. She knew just what she needed to make these two leave
her alone.
She moved over to her brother and dragged his sleeping form
over next to Mark. She then leaned over Mark and cajoled
him onto his side into a spoon with her bother. He was
still in a post-orgasmic stupor and thought he was spooning
with her.
Reaching down between the two male bodies, she found the
blood and shit covered prick that had just been buried in
her ass and took in her hand. With her tongue in his ear,
whispering dirty words and working on his reviving member,
she quickly had Mark hard again.
"Ooohhh, do me again, Mark, honey. Do me again, only
harder. Ram it in my ass all at once, OK? I like it when
it hurts like that. Make me scream, real loud. You like
that, too, don't you, baby. Come on, you can do it. Here,
I'll reach back and hold it for you. All you have to do is
ram it home. Deep in my tight, tight asshole. Oooohhhh,
Assman, come on. That's going to hurt me so good. Ready?
OK..."
She held his bloody cock in her tiny hand. She aimed it at
the relaxed rosebud of her brother's anus. Her aim never
wavered. They were both shit heads.
"...NOW!"
The football player's arms automatically wrapped themselves
around the sleeping form as he charged off the mark for the
second time that day, making escape impossible. His well-
aimed prick disappeared into the depths of the unsuspecting
rectum in front of him. Jill just managed to extricate
herself from the homosexual bonding. She needed to carry
out the second part of her extemporaneous plan.
Ignoring the pain in her ass, Jill dashed up the stairs to
her room. She grabbed the Polaroid camera she had borrowed
from April. These weren't the kind of pictures she had been
hoping for this afternoon. However, after what she had just
experienced, she instinctively knew she was going to need
something to keep those two buttheads from doing it to her
again whenever they felt like it or keep them from telling
everybody else about it. She would find her own hard cocks,
thank you very much.
Her brother finally caught on to what was happening to him
just as she was coming back down the stairs. The angle was
perfect, the lighting just right, the camera loaded with
color film. It was a great shot. Both of the boy's faces
were in focus, Ted's asshole was clearly swallowing about
half of Mark's cock, and his look of surprised pain as it
did looked very much like ecstasy at that captured moment.
Ted's huge swollen cock firmly in the grasp of Mark's hand
made the photo look like something else was going on,
indeed.
Ted continued to fight like a tiger, bucking and kicking,
trying to dislodge the other boy from his ass. Mark just
held on, inflamed by his victim's resistance. He was in too
deep and had too good a hold on the frantic teenager to be
unseated. He was in for the duration and, as he had already
come three times in the last hour, it was going to be a
long, bumpy ride. He was also stroking Ted's throbbing cock
all the while, and he was strangely excited by the feel of
it.
Jill continued to snap photos from every angle, her pain
pushed aside. Her brother became more frenzied, then froze.
A look of horror crossed his face as he looked down and
watched himself cum in huge spurts of white sticky cum with
another man's hand wrapped around his pulsating meat.
Mark's satisfied groans as he emptied his own load into Ted
started the tears running down Ted's face.
Neither boy noticed Jill taking her incriminating photos.
When she was finished, she went up to her room quietly,
leaving the two `lovers' on the floor of the family room.
Jill picked up the telephone and dialed a number. As she
waited, she pulled out a series of photos she had found that
day that she didn't think April had seen. The pictures
showed her Mom with a cock up her ass, in her cunt and
mouth, and with a mouth in her cunt. She was definitely
loving it. Even more than in the other shots they had seen.
But it wasn't April's Dad in the pictures with her. Jill
shivered as she lightly touched the arousing photos. She
was still determined to enjoy sex any and every way.
"Hello, April? Hi, this is Jill. Uh, no. No pictures.
No, Mark didn't show up. Yeah, bummer. Oh, well, his loss,
huh? Oh, by the way, I asked my Mom. She said it would be
OK for you to leave your dog, Wolf, with us when you go on
your trip next week. Yeah. Two weeks. I'll take care of
him myself..."
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