pulled them off.
Cathy pushed her skirt up around her waist.
'Ohhh,' Wayne moaned, 'you have such a beautiful pussy.'
Cathy was just about ready to scream. She wanted his prick in her so badly, that she would have willingly foregone the foreplay.
But Wayne seemed determined to frustrate her to the point of sanity.
Maybe the other girls liked this kind of messing around, but Cathy decided she didn't! She was too hot and horny. She could have dispensed with everything but Wayne's sticking his big cock in her cunt.
Wayne placed his cock at the hot, drooling entrance to her cunt. He grunted as he started to push inward.
At last, Cathy thought! At last it was happening. She was going to have her cherry popped.
She grunted, as she felt the sting of Wayne's cock trying to push into her very tight little twat.
'Unh, Cathy, you're so tight.'
'Oh, please, Wayne, get it in there.'
'I'll try,' he said, grunting again, as he thrust again. Wayne was having a problem. His cock was thick, and Cathy, for all her lubrication, was very, very tight. She spread her legs wider, hoping that way to open the hole a little more, to make Wayne's entrance into her tight cunt easier.
'Oh, hurry, Wayne, I'm so hot!' Cathy begged.
'Unhh! You sure are tight, Cathy. But I'll get it in, if I-I have to kill you!'
He started to enter her tight pussy, stretching the opening slightly.
It hurt Cathy, but she didn't care. She wanted the pleasure of his massive cock stuffing her cunt. Finally he got his cock head in.
'Ooooh!' she said, wincing. 'It-it feels so good.'
It didn't, really. Or rather, it felt good and bad at the same time.
She felt the bulbous cock head throbbing against her incredibly tight pussy, as Wayne tried to thrust it in even more.
'Ohh!' Cathy said, finally relenting, 'that big thing hurts. Be easy, lover, and gentle, please?'
'Sure thing, Cathy, but don't you think you're going too far?'
'No! I want it. I want it so bad that I can taste it in my mouth!'
Cathy squealed. She arched her hips up, but the cock didn't advance any more.
'I hope I can get it into your mouth, because you've got a tight one there, baby, and I may not be able to get it into your cunt.'
Cathy moaned. She had a growing fear that her cunt was so tight, she would never be fucked in her life. She envisioned herself as an old maid, taking cock in her mouth because no one could get a cock into her pussy.
Cathy didn't dare to tell Wayne that this was her first real cock. She was afraid she would scare him away.
Wayne started to push again, trying to get into her hole. Cathy knew that if he got it much further in, he would rupture her maidenhead. She thought that once that was done her hole would open up more and give her more pleasure.
Right now, she could sense the incipient pleasure, but she was suffering from a great deal of discomfort, too.
'It won't go, Cathy,' the boy said, relenting on the pressure he had applied as he tried to get his huge cock into her cunt.
Cathy was desperate. If Wayne's cock wouldn't fit into her cunt, how would her brother's?
'Please go slow, Wayne. I'll try to help you.'
She reached down to grasp Wayne's massive pecker.
The two youngsters were so wrapped up in each other, that they didn't hear the front door open.
Cathy was delirious. She didn't know whether she wanted it in or she wanted it out of her. Yet she tried to drive it in by humping her hips up. But the cock wouldn't move.
'What the hell are you doing!'
Wayne gasped. With a painful wrenching motion, he pulled out of Cathy's cunt and sat up. He tried to stuff his massive peter into his jeans, and had to stand up to do it, as Jimmy, the picture of brotherly indignation, strode into the room.
'Oh, Jimmy!' Cathy squealed, by now beside herself with rage and frustration, 'why did you have to come home now?'
'I came home because I didn't like the idea of leaving you all alone in the house, and damnit! I was right!'
He took several minatory steps toward Wayne, his fists clenched. Wayne knocked over the coffee table sprinting out of the room. He forgot his school books, and his jacket in his desperation to get away from Jimmy.
'I'll get you in school tomorrow, you mother-fucking sister-raper! You just get your chicken henchmen together, because I'll meet up with you at lunch time!' Jimmy bellowed after the retreating Wayne.
'I hate you!' Cathy screamed, clenching her fists and glaring at her brother. 'You have no right.'
'Yes I do. I'm your brother!' Jimmy bellowed, striding up to his sister. He didn't know if he wanted to kiss her or kill her. He had had a glimpse of her swollen pink pussy meat, before she sat up.
Her breasts were heaving with her rage and excitement.
She started to cry, and plumped down on the couch, resting her lovely face in her folded arms.
'You're too young to be doing shit like that!'
'No I'm not. I want it! I want it! I want it!' Cathy screamed beating her fists at her sides. She rolled around from side to side on the couch, and then got up.
'Hey, wait a minute Sis!' Jimmy cried, grabbing one of Cathy's arms as she started to run out of the room.
'No!' she screamed, trying to yank her wrists from her brother's tight grasp.
'Where are you going?' the alarmed boy gasped. 'You aren't going to do anything rash, are you?'
'I'm going upstairs and frig myself with a candle. I'm going to pop my cherry with it. I can't wait anymore!' she screamed. With one violent last wrench, she pulled away from her brother and clattered up the stairs, sobbing violently.
She ran into her room, and slammed the door and then locked it.
She threw herself on the bed, between the devil and the deep blue sea.
In the first place, she was horny. In the second place she was so horny that she was enraged. In the third place, her brother had made her even angrier by barging in on her the way he did. In the fourth place, her brother always made her horny, and that added to the intensity of the lust which coursed through her. In the fifth place, she was so horny at this point, that the candle wouldn't do. In the sixth place she needed that candle, and didn't care any more what kind of damage it would do to her cherry. She had to have it popped! In the seventh place, she was so enraged with lust and passion, that her knees were now too weak to carry her heaving body across the room to the bureau, where the candle was.
She was white and weak with desire.
She heard her brother knocking on the door.
'Cathy, Cathy! Open this door.'
She heard the door knob rattle.
'Go away, I'm going to die!' she screamed, sobbing violently. And in fact, at that moment, given her bizarre condition, she was really afraid it would happen.
'Cathy you open this door, or I'll bust it in!'
That only made Cathy cream more. She wanted him to bust it in, wanted him to rush into the room, wanted him to take her, violently, with no foreplay, and no little kid stuff.
Cathy needed to be fucked so badly that her cunt was contorted with pain. She wondered if she could take a cock in her cunt the way it felt right now.
She heard a loud thud against the door, and it was battered inward. Her brother stood in the doorway, his hands clenched, looking at his sister.
She hadn't put her panties back on, and her skirt, with all the writhing on the bed she had done, was hiked up
