unlike anything she had ever experienced before in her life.
Jim could see the tiny droplets of perspiration forming on her brow and in the furrow between her luscious, pointed, firm titties, signaling her complete arousal. Her hair was tangled in disarray. He let his hands slide over the smooth contours of her rib cage, over her hips, and slipped them beneath the half-moon orbs of her satin smooth buttocks, grasping them brutally in his strong hands. He wadded and twisted the softness of the flesh he found there until Jo felt sure that she would be bruised for life, yet oddly, another dimension of excitement seemed to be added by the abuse.
She groaned aloud, and her breath caught in her throat as he hauled her loins up tight against his own and he felt her pull her thighs back even further to accept his plunging cock. 'Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me… ' she chanted in time to her lewd brother's endless humping. 'Oh God, fuck me till I die!'
Jo had never been so carried away as she was now in her efforts to obtain the last ounce of satisfaction from her 'rape.' Her mind became a kaleidoscope of bizarre delights: she was a whore… a concubine… a lowly slave girl bent humbly before her cruel and relentless master.
Jo flailed her head and her walnut-reddish brown hair back and forth in unprecedented rapture. Her slender legs, on either side of his thickly impaling prick, quivered spasmodically with the strength of her passion. Her tongue slithered in and out of his mouth in a lewd parody of what was taking place between their legs. She emitted little velvet moans of lustful rapture from deep in her innermost being.
Jim had begun to piston into her with all of his massive energy, lengthening his strokes and stepping up the tempo of their fucking. Withdrawing his heavy penis until only the very tip remained inside of her, he drove forward like a man possessed by a demon, until his balls rested in the crevice of her ass at the end of each jolting thrust. He felt the throbbing ache in his balls as the pressure began to build, painfully. Dammit! I've been messing around too long!
Sliding his hand down over the smooth, taut skin of her gyrating buttocks, his finger searched for the small puckered opening of her asshole. Tauntingly, he dipped the tip of his finger into the viscid opening of her twat long enough to wet it before poking it gently into her anus up to the first knuckle of his finger.
'Now, you're going to get something else you've never had before!' he rasped in her ear as she flinched slightly at the all but imperceptible penetration. 'I'm going to finger-fuck that sweet little bung-hole of yours… your asshole!'
Jo's breath almost stopped, her heart skipped a beat as vibrant, erotic sensations slashed through her. His words, his lewd actions, completely subjugating her body and mind to his every perverted whim, caused her even further masochistic raptures of expectation. She knew she was ready to accept anything her lewd brother proposed!
'Oooooooohhhhh! Y-yessss!' she hissed passionately. 'Shove your finger in my ass! I-I want you to!'
Jim Davis's brain, as he slammed his big cock into his young curvaceous sister's upturned loins, screamed with lustful exhilaration. Damn! he thought. She really wants it! His turgid pecker felt as though it would burst. His middle finger fumbled at the round, tight little anal opening, forcing inward to the second knuckle with a brutal thrust.
'AAAuuuuggghhh! Ooooooohhhh!' Jo gasped in pain as he continued to pound his hard cock into her luscious cunt, in time to the drubbing finger in her anus.
Jim rotated his finger vigorously until, with a vicious thrust, he buried it to the palm of his hand. He felt the warm rubbery confines of her rectum clasp and cling to his thickly probing digit in masochistic abandon.
Never… not in her entire life, had Jo felt such rapturous bliss! The pleasure-pain of the rotating finger in her butt seemed to add a new dimension to their lewd incestuous coupling. Her whole body seemed to quiver like a bow string, in forbidden ecstasy. She'd have been hard-pressed to explain why, but she was actually forcing her buttocks back onto the poking finger buried there, even as she sought more of his punishing cock. Her pelvis pivoted back and forth between his two impaling units like a humping rabbit.
Jim was barely able to control his lust any longer. His nuts ached for the need to empty their cumbersome, painful load. He drove his aching prick into her cunt sheath with devilish fury, and was pleased that she was accepting, hungrily, the finger drilling into her sweet little ass.
Giving herself over to the powerful sensations that were soaring through her body in search of a crashing crescendo, Jo began to writhe and squeal beneath him, relishing the double fucking he was giving her. Oh God, I've never felt like this before!
Jim plunged wildly into Jo. He had reached the point of no return… but he wanted to make sure she came too… otherwise, his plans to bring in his wife into a little bit of three-way swinging would go up in smoke.
He gaped down at the glistening shaft of his lust-excited and expanded cock sliding rhythmically in and out of Jo's sweet little poontang, and concentrated on the feel of her liquid warmth… accepting him, clasping, like an oiled glove. He tried to think of something still more bizarre to spur him on, but he would have to stop to change positions and he definitely didn't want to stop.
He watched the clasping lips of her cunt and slipped his hand down to fondle them, drawing them in closer to his ramming prick. He felt the contracting muscles of her pussy sucking and massaging his cock, like a milking machine, attempting to swallow all of his delicious hardness deep inside her.
Jim tried to increase the speed and depth of his trip-hammer thrusts as she writhed, uncontrollably, beneath his bulk, slithering up and down the hardened shaft of cock with animal-like energy, her legs jerking spasmodically, pearly toes curling, satin thighs flowering open like a lotus blossom. His penis pistoned into her cunt with demoniacal fervor and he jerked his finger from her backside with a moist, kiss-like suck.
Then, beneath him, Jo's lovely face contorted with her frantic need to come, and she began to chant aloud: 'Ooohhh, a-God, yessss! Like that… like that… like thaaaaaaat!' Her features, as he looked down at her, reflected the sensuality of her deep passion. Thank God she's ready to pop her cookies!
Jim groaned as he labored over her, grinding his huge prick into her hard and deep. He knew that she would be coming soon! He watched her breasts heave and quiver with the shocks of his punishing strokes, the spiking pink nipples expanding before his eyes as her passion grew to even more astonishing heights. Her head tossed wildly from side to side, her beautiful shimmering brown hair hopelessly entangled.
'Come, baby! Come! Come! Come!' he chanted.
He felt the acid burning of his own need for release, and he could only hope that she was really ready.
On the next wicked thrust, she convulsed beneath him.
'Oh! Oooooohhh! AauuRRgghh! Oh Gaaawwwddd!' she screamed. 'I'm there… I'm there… I'M THEEEEEEEERRRREEEEE!' And her body writhed and convulsed uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasmic release thundered through her.
Jim felt his sister spasm below him, and he continued to hammer his cock into her faster and faster, deeper and deeper. With all his strength he felt her body cling to him tenaciously as she gained even greater spasms of her voluptuous climax. Her breathing was labored, coming in short, feverish gasps.
Then, he sensed the imminent rush of his own searingly heated sperm as his throbbing cock began to pump spastically. He felt the thick, viscous liquid begin its mad race along the full length of his bloated prick. It pumped and spurted wickedly inside of her as he ground his pelvis up tight against her in one last lancing thrust before he stiffened between her legs in the throes of his own climax, his breath coming in short burst.
As her ravisher collapsed on top of her, Jo moaned aloud, in relief, as subsiding waves of euphoric bliss descended on her sexually taxed body and psyche. Her thighs quivered mightily as the muscles began to lose some of the tension of her former passionate excesses. She had never realized such rapturous joy existed on the face of the earth. Limply now, her legs fell, widely splayed, cradling her brother shamelessly. Her chest heaved and her heart was hammering heavily in her breast. She had been filled… to overflowing.
And then, finally, with the last of her lewd brother's seed lying deep within her, Jo gave a heavy sigh and whispered, hotly, 'A-are you through with me now?'
'Not quite,' he answered.
Chapter 6
When Jim returned from a trip to the bathroom, he stood naked before the bed. Jo moved out of the bed
