'It was. Now, come on over here.'
Slowly, wondering how in the world she had ever fallen into such a position, Valerie got off the coffee table and limped over in front of him.
'My ankles hurt,' she said. 'You tied me up too tight.'
'You're not going to be using your ankles to suck me off,' he said to her, grinning his coyote smile. 'Just lean down here on your knees.'
Hating him with her eyes, Valerie did what he said.
'Now, give it a little swipe with your tongue,' he ordered. But when she failed to respond, once again he put his hand on her throat. 'I don't want to hurt you, Valerie,' he said.
'I know,' she whispered. 'You just want to make me blow you.' Slowly, she leaned forward a little and lifted the damp head of his cock toward her face. The foreskin made a brownish-pink rose around the hot pink glans. All cocks look the same, she thought, remembering Jim's heavy tool. She took a deep breath, inhaling the musky odor of his sex; then, whipping her hair away from the side of her face with a quick jerk of her head, she moistened her lips and took a tentative lick at his cock. The taste wasn't as repugnant as she had imagined it would be – a rather strange mixture of sweat and a faintly coppery flavor.
Richard put both his hands on either side of her head, pulling back the cascade of her smoky-brown hair with his coarse fingers so that he could see her pink lips pursed around the head of his cock. He was surprised to discover that her breath flowing around his heated organs was almost cool.
'This is really sick,' she said. But when she felt the pressure of his hands on the side of her head she opened her mouth and the buttery warmth of her bruised lips closed over his glans.
'Stroke it with your tongue,' he directed, his hips tensing.
It felt like part of a boiled frankfurter lying along the curl of her tongue. Soft and a little rubbery, it wasn't nearly as hot as it had felt in her cunt. The loose skin around the inner sheath felt like what she imagined raw chicken skin might feel like in her mouth. But as she felt it begin to harden between her lips, she realized that as it swelled it would fill her mouth until she couldn't hold it between her lips. She stifled a gag reflex at the thought of it nudging against the opening of her throat. Then she flicked at the soft glans with her tongue.
As her father-in-law's cock hardened within her mouth, Valerie created a gentle vacuum with her tongue and lips. Her tongue-tip flicked hesitantly at the tip of his glans, and she wondered how she could go on with this, or what he might order her to do next.
'Play with my nuts,' he said. 'Squeeze them a little, only not too hard. And don't bite me.'
Balancing herself by holding onto one of his milk-white buttocks, Valerie raised her other hand and gently hefted his testicles. One of them hung lower than the other and she was amazed to discover that they were almost twice as big as Jim's, though she could not think of an explanation for that. She had always thought of Jim as being rather well hung, but she hated the way the sparse hair of his scrotum clung to her palm. And she loathed it even more when she began to be aware of her saliva sloshing around his pulsing shaft. She pistoned it back and forth in the clutch of her distended lips until she could feel the slimy drool of saliva dripping from the corners of her lips where his cock had swollen so much that she couldn't completely close her mouth around it.
Beyond the hand in which she held his balls, she could look down and see her breasts bobbing with the motions of her sucking. One of his pubic hairs was clinging to the nipple of her right tit, and the sight of it there disgusted her almost more than what he was forcing her to do. Leaning forward at the waist, she rubbed her breast against his thigh until she had successfully wiped off his disgusting hair. Even more disgustingly, she could see her fluids slowly seeping out of her distended cunt to stain the avocado-green carpet.
For a moment she thought she heard the jingle of the dog's leash on the landing at the foot of the stairs. She hated the thought of Jeanne coming in and finding her doing this hateful act; but, on the other hand, she knew that Jeanne was almost the only person she could trust not to spread the story.
She backed away from his cock, but it had hardened considerably under her unwilling ministrations. It bobbed up and rubbed against the side of her nose.
She glanced in the direction of the stairs, hoping to see Jeanne's border collie loping toward her.
'I won't do it!' she snapped at her father-in-law, giving his cock a look of loathing. 'You can't make me do it!'
'Maybe I can, though.'
Valerie's head swiveled to the stairs, her eyes flashing open in shock and embarrassment. Standing in the archway at the head of the stairs, his car keys jingling at his side, was Jim's younger brother, Rich. He was wearing only a baggy-legged green swimming suit, and his matted hair indicated that he had just come from the beach.
Valerie tried to cover both her tits and her cunt at the same time, succeeding in blocking Rich's view of neither.
'Oh, God, Rich, help me!' she cried. 'Your father's acting completely crazy or something.'
Rich Junior tossed his car keys onto a chair and ambled smilingly across the room to where his father was as busy as Valerie in trying to cover up his saliva-coated cock.
'He doesn't look so crazy to me,' Rich said, looking down at Valerie, who had now managed to rise to one foot in preparation for making a grab at her pink housecoat.
Rich gave her a gentle shove, which landed her flat on the resilient cheeks of her ass. Her big breasts bobbed up and down as she stared up at him in surprise.
'Well,' her handsome brother-in-law said, 'you split up with Jim to keep from having to fuck him. You don't want to blow my dad. Maybe you'd like to take me on, huh?'
'Oh, God!' the confused girl cried, covering her eyes now instead of her exposed organs. 'What's the matter with you two? Are you both crazy?'
Rich Junior glanced at his father, then crossed his arms and looked down at his sister-in-law.
'Don't start bawling,' he said. 'I know you been sneaking looks at my cock when you thought I wasn't looking. Well, now's your chance to see what it looks like up close.' He grinned at his father and moved one foot a little more away from the other, so that the damp cloth of his swimming trunks clung to the heavy bulge at his groin. 'Mine's bigger than Jim's, you know,' he said. 'You like 'em big, Val?'
Valerie could not look up. She had, for the first time since her father-in-law had attacked her, begun to weep. She knew she could never get away from the two of them.
Rich Junior elbowed his father in the ribs and winked.
'Besides,' he said to Valerie, 'my cock's not the same as Jim's or Dad's. I bet you never saw a cock like mine. It's bigger, yeah, but different, too. Don't you want to take a little peek at it, Val?'
Valerie looked up at him with fire in her eyes. 'I want you to get the hell out of here!' she demanded.
'Ooo-ooo!' Rich chuckled, 'that's naughty language, Sis!'
'Get out of here this minute!' she cried, 'before I call the police!'
Rich Junior took a step toward her, the smile gone from his face. 'I used to think you were a real nice girl,' he said, his voice threateningly low. 'But now I can see you're just like every other fucking cock-tease in this crummy town. You deserve everything you're going to get!'
Valerie tried to dodge away, but he caught a fistful of her hair before she could duck. He yanked her brutally to her knees in front of him, then pulled her hair back so that she had to look up at his cruelly smiling face.
'Now!' he said between clenched teeth. 'Let's see just what else that mouth can do besides talk!'
CHAPTER FOUR
'Talk bores me,' her brother-in-law said, 'when there's sex to be had.'
She heard her dumfounded father-in-law shuffle across the rug behind her and drop heavily onto the couch, and she guessed that he must be sipping on the brandy again as he watched Rich Junior standing above her.
When her eyes cleared, Valerie discovered that she was looking straight into Rich's crotch. His bronzed legs spread, he loomed directly above her, the distended green fabric of his swimming trunks clear proof of his intentions.
'Pull 'em down, Val,' he said.
