CHAPTER TWO

Gayle's thoughts were on Richard as she went to eat that evening. It was partly Richard's fault that she was in this position. Richard had always been so sweet, so gentle, but what she had needed was a man to knock her around, to force her to do humiliating things.

Though she had not been unfaithful to Richard before Alan, she had not come to Richard a virgin. Her cherry had been long since taken by one of her brothers.

Gayle's parents had been very poor. They'd had three boys and two girls and very little room. Most of her life Gayle had slept in the one room that served as a sleeping place for all of them.

Her brothers were vulgar, brutal boys. They were the school bullies. Bigger than most boys, they pushed everyone around. Especially Gayle and her sister, Stephanie.

Gayle was very frightened of her brothers. She would lie awake in her bed at night and listen to the boys talk.

'Wake up, Stephanie,' James said.

James swung his hairy legs off his bed and walked to where Stephanie was sleeping. He shook her. She came awake slowly and then her eyes opened wide. She was more afraid of James than Gayle was. James teased her unmercifully.

'What do you want?' Stephanie asked.

'We just wanted to talk,' James said. 'Why don't you come over here and talk to us?'

'I don't want to,' Stephanie said.

Gayle could see just a little in the dim light. She knew the boys thought she was asleep. She saw James bent over by Stephanie's bed.

'Get your butt up,' James said. 'Come over here to my bed. We want to talk to you.'

'No,' Stephanie pleaded. 'Leave me alone.'

James slapped her. Stephanie started to cry and he slapped her again and again until she stopped. He took her by her wrist and pulled her out of bed.

'Come on,' he said.

Gayle watched as he pulled and dragged Stephanie toward the boys' beds. He pushed her down on his own bed. Gayle could see his teeth shine as he smiled at her.

Stephanie was shivering because it was cold and she was dressed only in a cotton shift. Beneath the shift Gayle could see the twin peaks of Stephanie's immature breasts and the outline of the red panties she had worn to bed.

'Okay,' James said. 'Take your clothes off. We want to see what you look like.'

'Oh my God!' Stephanie whispered. 'I'm your sister. Don't tease me.'

'I'm not teasing,' James said. 'Get your Goddamn clothes off. I've been wanting a look at your titties.'

'Hurry,' Stephan panted. 'I want to see a real girl's pussy.'

Stephanie was trembling. She made no motion to take her shift off. James helped her. He reached down and caught the bottom of her shift and lifted it over her head. He pulled it away and left her dressed in only her panties.

'My God!' Stephan said. 'She has got a pair of titties! As good as those in the magazines.'

'What do you know about titties?' Bobby asked. 'Hell, you don't even know what sex is all about.'

Stephan was silent.

'Please,' Stephanie said. 'Let me go back to bed now. Please let me go back to bed.'

'But we ain't seen it all yet,' James said.

Stephanie's eyes grew wider as she realized what they meant. They wanted her to take off her panties. Gayle watched as Stephanie went pale with fear.

'No,' Stephanie protested. 'That's nasty. I can't do that. Please.'

'Take off the panties or I'll rip them off,' James said. 'I want to see if your pussy is as hairy as Sheliah's.'

'Oh no, please,' Stephanie begged. 'I'm your sister, James. You can't do this.'

'Are you going to take them off or am I going to take them off? It's up to you.'

Slowly, as if in pain, Stephanie slid her panties down her legs and dropped them on the floor. James gave a low whistle. Stephanie's pussy was already covered in a fine, black bush.

'Very nice,' James said.

'Can I go to bed now?' Stephanie asked.

James didn't answer. He stepped back and began to undo the bottoms of his pajamas. He slid them down his legs. Gayle saw her first cock in a state of erection. It wasn't big but it was pulsating with excitement.

'Now,' James said. 'I'm going to show you two how it's done. I'm going to show you how to fuck.'

'Oh God no!' Stephanie pleaded. 'Don't do it! Please don't do it!'

James slapped her back onto the bed and he crawled on top of her. She cursed and bit at him but he only laughed and caught her tiny wrists in one of his huge hands. He put his other hand between her legs.

'Open your thighs, Goddamn it,' he demanded.

'No!' Stephanie said. 'I won't! I can't!'

'Open them, damn you. Open wide so I can get my cock in. Open or I'll hurt you…'

Stephanie was sobbing as James forced her legs apart. Gayle couldn't tear her eyes away. She found herself breathing heavily as James pressed his cock-head to Stephanie's virgin cunt. Gayle could see his long, hard staff pushing at her quivering cuntlips and the tensing of his ass as he got ready to enter.

Stephanie screamed loudly as his prick tore through her virgin cunt and entered to his balls.

'Good pussy!' James cried. 'Good pussy!'

Gayle didn't know what was wrong with her. She was watching her older sister getting raped and all she could think of was the heat between her own thighs.

'Goddamn,' Stephan said. 'Look at him go. Look at him fuck her.'

Gayle put one hand between her thighs and began to rub her cunt. She had never felt so hot before. She rubbed harder as she watched James fuck her older sister.

Gayle could actually see blood on his cock as he withdrew it from her cunt. He poised and drove it once more into her pussy.

'Jesus fuck,' James said. 'I'm getting it. Oh Jesus! Sharon was never like this. Stephanie's so tight. So tight!'

Stephanie was moaning and crying but James wasn't listening. He was getting close to his climax and he was fucking her faster, driving that long staff between his sister's legs with a furious urgency.

'Oh shit,' he groaned. 'Oh shit. I'm getting there. Oh fuck, I'm going to come! I'm going to flood her pussy! SHHHHIIIITTTT!'

Gayle wondered what it felt like to receive his seed. She knew what was happening because she'd heard girls in school talking. She watched closely as her brother removed his limp cock. His cock was covered with blood. He wiped it on Stephanie's panties.

'Jesus Christ,' Bobby said. 'I've never seen anything like that.'

'Can I go back to my bed now?' Stephanie asked.

James reached down and fondly caressed a titty.

'Now you wouldn't want to leave now. Not while Bobby and Stephan are so ready. I bet Stephan's ready to pop his cork right now. I want to see how he handles himself.'

'Please, James,' Stephanie begged. 'Don't make me do it any more.'

'Shut up,' he said. 'It's Bobby's turn.' Bobby was nervous as he jumped down from his top bunk. He quickly slipped off his pajamas and climbed between Stephanie's legs. His cock was limp.

'Play with it,' James demanded. 'Make him hard. All he needs is your fingers to touch his cock and he'll be ready to go.'

Gayle watched as Stephanie touched his cock. He grew hard almost immediately. Stephanie did not try to close her legs. Bobby plunged into her cunt easily.

'Ah shit,' Bobby moaned. 'So this is what it feels like. Ahhh shit, it's good!'

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