jabbed down below, striking her clit.
'I don't feel it,' Janet maintained in a desperate whisper, which only she could hear. 'Don't feel a thing. Won't feel a thing, no matter how he fucks me.'
Now Ed's cockhead changed angles. When his prick jabbed again, the fleshy knob surged between his niece's involuntarily spread pussylips and into her cunt. The spit from Sandra's blowjob giving it momentum, several inches of his prick followed quickly into Janet's pussy.
Her eyes still closed, Janet felt her uncle's rough hands on her ass. He started tugging and hauling, racking her hips so her cunt jerked along the length of his cock.
The friction was undeniable, especially with Janet's cunt so dry. But, she vowed, she didn't have to admit to feeling it. The mind was more powerful than the body. Think of anything but sex, she lectured herself, anything but pleasure. Anything but his big, rubbing cock in her tight, rubbing pussy, anything, oh, anything.
'Ooooooh!'
Janet heard the moan. She refused to believe it had been one of her own. Just as she refused to accept the growing wetness that had invaded her fucked cunt.
However, she couldn't withstand the truth for long. Especially when her uncle let go of her ass, and her hips kept rolling on their own, so that she was setting the tempo of the fucking.
Now, rather than lying to herself anymore that she felt nothing, Janet blamed her for betraying her. But all was not lost, she attempted to reason her way out of her dilemma. Just because she felt something didn't mean she enjoyed torture. And what else was rape besides a form of torture?
But what could she do? The constant movement of his huge prick in her spasming cunt was taking its toll. She felt the unwanted juice of arousal leaking from her cock-filled cunt down her thighs, the result as damp as when she'd previously pissed from fright.
'Ahhh,' Janet heard himself moan out loud. Then, worse, she listened to herself admit, 'I'm going to come. Come so hard from your big cock fucking my pussy, Uncle Ed.' Responding to her daughter's condition, Sandra said, 'Well, we can't have Janet coming when she ought to be suffering. Think of her reputation. Ed, maybe you'd better pull your cock back out of her cunt until you get a little meaner. We want to hurt this little bitch, not show her a good time.'
Following his sister's orders, Ed yanked his prick in reverse. Only his cockhead remained in his niece's pussy.
'No, no!' Janet blurted out with frustration, abruptly past the point of no return. 'Don't listen to Mom, Uncle Ed! Keep fucking me, please, please! Give me all of your cock in my cunt and fuck me until we're both coming!'
When Ed hesitated, Janet pushed at him with the only part of her captive body that could move, her crotch. She forced most of his prick back into her cunt and squeezed his cockmeat with her juicy muscles, her cunt begging on its own behalf for more fucking.
'Don't let her take advantage of you!' Sandra shouted at her brother. 'Fight back, damn you! Hurt her, hurt her!'
But Ed ignored his sister, telling Janet, 'Oh, baby, you're the best. I've fucked a lot of women, but your little pussy's in a class by itself.'
'Then prove it, stud. If I'm the best, give me the kind of fucking I deserve,' Janet urged. Her eyes were open again so she could focus on her uncle while he eagerly fucked her toward what was sure to be a shattering climax.
And overhearing and watching this on the sidelines, a temporarily forgotten Sandra reacted with rage, bitter rage.
'You bastard!' she, cursed her brother. 'You're ruining everything! You're supposed to be raping the little bitch. Teaching her a lesson she'll never forget, not getting wrapped around her little finger. Damn you, Ed, be a man, be a man! Make her suffer!'
And listening to this outburst, it finally occurred to Janet what her mother had been up to all along. Ever since the confrontation in the motel room, every thing her mother had done was designed to push Ed to the breaking point, a plan to turn him into a brutal rapist so that she, Janet, would never want to fuck another man again.
Her mother loved her so much, Janet wistfully realized, that she was willing to sacrifice her daughter's precious cherry in order to protect her from men in the future. It was sweet. Janet's problem, though, was that her mother's good intentions had nothing to do with reality. She wanted all the cock she could get, and somehow her mother had to learn to accept it.
A plan to make her mother see the light took quick form in Janet's mind. It was extreme, but that was probably why it seemed so promising. Janet committed herself to do it on the spot. Now, in the meantime, first things first.
'I can feel your big cock getting ready to explode in my cunt, Uncle Ed,' she panted to her mother's brother. 'Hurry, hurry and let go as soon as you can, 'cause I'm holding back so I can come at the same time you do. But you're fucking me so good, I can't wait much longer.'
'You got it, baby doll!' Ed grunted.
His cock fucked to the depths of Janet's pussy, then jumped like a striking snake. Hot jism poured from his suddenly spurting cockhead. At the same time, Janet's own female cum started to flow, as she climaxed spasm for spasm along with her uncle.
However, the cum wasn't all that was hot. Witnessing the rape that had backfired on her, Sandra burned with outrage at the behavior of her brother and daughter. And it was about to get worse.
'Oh, Uncle Ed, you can rape me any time. This has been even better than the first time you fucked me on the night you busted my cherry,' Janet said.
If Sandra had been stunned before, now she was reeling. Her whole world had just collapsed. Not only had her daughter lied about being a virgin, but her own brother had gone behind her back to take Janet's cherry when he was supposed to be only Sandra's incestuous lover.
'Traitor!' Sandra screamed at her brother. 'Whore!' she blasted her daughter. 'I'm through with the both of you!'
'Easier said than done, Mom,' Janet answered. 'You can't get rid of your own family. One way or another, they're always with you. Part of you.'
'I don't have a family anymore,' Sandra bitterly insisted.
'Well, Uncle Ed,' Janet told her mother's brother, 'looks like it's up to us to change Mom's mind.'
'Nothing you can do will change my mind!' Sandra shot back.
She started to leave. Janet told Ed to stop her. Reacting without taking time to consider what he was getting himself into, he put himself in Sandra's path and held her in check.
'Now what?' Ed asked, turning toward Janet, who remained tied to the tree.
'Give her a dose of her own medicine,' Janet called. 'If Mom thought you could fuck me to my senses against my will, imagine what it'd do for her?'
'The girl's totally insane, Ed,' Sandra told her brother. 'Don't listen to her.'
But Ed had bought Janet's logic completely. 'Shut up, Sis!' he snapped at Sandra. 'This is for your own good.'
Sandra struggled. Ed brought a hand up and he slapped her face. Then he muscled her to the car, slapped her again, and let the impact of the blow send her sprawling back against the hood.
Sandra's eyes darted as she frantically searched for one last avenue of escape. But her brother had her trapped.
'You're as good as raped, Sis. Really raped,' Ed rasped. 'No playing at it like we've done before. And of all the times I've had my cock in your cunt over the years, this'll be the best fuck ever.'
He pinned her arms down on the car's hood and bucked his crotch. Sandra attempted to close her thighs, but it was too late. Her brother's huge prick surged with devastating accuracy between her legs, splitting her pussylips and knifing to the depths of her cunt.
'Bastard! Son of a bitch!' Sandra spat at her brother, though she failed to deny the effect his rubbing prick was having in her raped pussy.
Then Ed tested her even further, dropping his mouth to her tits and licking her nipples. When he added to this by dropping a hand into the crush of loins to find and finger his sister's clit. Sandra had all but met her match.
'It's not fair, not fair!' she sobbed. 'I hate what's happening to me, but – but…'
