'Uh! Uh! Aahhhhh!' She was losing her grip on reality. Her pussy was absolutely exploding with delight, while at the same time she was beginning to gag uncontrollably on Jake's prick. The knotted thong of the whip continued to beat a painful tattoo on her bare ass.
By the fireside, Coe's cries took on a sharper, shriller tone when she felt the iron beginning to get warm inside her pussy.
Betsy writhed. The ropes bit into her ankles. Jake's cock slid inexorably between her lips. The head moved farther and farther up her throat, throbbing with his lust-maddened heartbeat. The bearded man's tongue kept rolling her clit in an excruciatingly delightful circle.
'Oh God… oh stop! Get it out of my pussy. It's getting hot!' Coe, looking up with her ample young tits spilling onto the chair's striped cushion, pleaded with her captors.
Already the heat of the fire on her exposed asscheeks stung as if her butt had been freshly whipped. But the iron was heating her pussy more rapidly than she'd even thought. Already waves of pain were beginning to radiate from the nubile cuntflesh wrapped around the black metal rod.
Bob's sharp hipbones thumped Jeanette's ass with metronomic regularity. He fucked his prick into her cunt harder every time, and her tits were swinging back and forth like pendulums of succulent flesh. Their tips were puffy and red as if they, too, were suffering under the lash.
Jeanette felt as if her nude body was covered with small, crawly insects. The pain in her tits and the unfettered ecstasy in her cunt warred in her body as they did in her blonde daughter's. The tension between agony and erotic delight was stretching her nerves to the breaking point!
Coe's cries were a constant litany: 'It hurts! It's hot inside me now… it's burning up my pussy! Oh, Mommy, I'm sorry I can't be strong like you… but it hurtsssss!' Her voice sounded like a little girl's as she suffered.
Betsy's mind seemed to have come adrift of her body. It was as if she was an unattached observer, watching what happened to her upended young body without feeling it any more than she could feel the growing heat on Colleen's butt and in her pussy. Her stomach muscles were knotted with delight as Jake's tongue revolved on her clit. Perfumed pussy-oil welled from her cunt and ran down the cheeks of her ass. At the same time, she was gagging on the unyielding rod of prick that was invading her throat inch by inch.
Jake was elated. He was driving this luscious, young nymphet insane by filling, her body with intolerable, contradictory surges of torment and pleasure. At the same time, her mother was suffering a similar fate he'd devised himself, being fucked into a delirium on the hard bar of Bob's giant cock while her tits were scraped raw on the cheese-grater. And Coe was being roasted before the fire while her nubile naked body writhed around the heating branding iron. It was fantastic! He'd never dominated the lives of so many so extensively and sadistically at the same time.
Betsy's gag reflex closed her throat convulsively around his cock. The sudden tightening caught his lengthy prick just behind the head, at its most sensitive spot. He groaned aloud, his breath blowing hot across her brimming pussy, and blasted a charge of jism into her throat.
Betsy gagged again, sucking a still more powerful stream of come from the swallowed cock. The white come rolled back down her upended throat, coating the length of the cock, filling her mouth with its salty sweet acridity, getting to her nose and choking her. She gagged repeatedly, her gagging milking the come in torrents from Jake's cock.
Suddenly he tilted his head down and with his tongue pushed her straining cut into the wet pink folds of her cunt.
Her body shook like an earthquake as she came. She kept gagging, even as the pleasure-wave of climax was rolling from her pussy to her brain. The long cock spurted wad after wad of come into her throat, some of which she managed to drink down, some of which rolled back up her throat to choke her. Her mind went hazy as pain and pleasure both reached a fever pitch within her body.
'Noooo!' she heard Coe moan. 'I can't take it any more! It's so hot!'
Suddenly there was a great crashing, as of mountains falling. Jake's cock flew out of her mouth with unbelievable speed. His tongue leapt from her pussy just as a thin jet of jism erupted and spattered across her lips. Come dripped from her mouth, ran up into her nose and mouth and long, dangling hair.
Her eyes flew open. The room was full of men, and the front door hung on its hinges. Then Betsy screamed in sheer surprise.
Standing not six feet away was her brother, Jack!
Bob's cock burst forth with, a load of jism just as he yanked it from Jeanette's cunt. Pussy-juice cascaded down her thighs, and she kept rolling her hips in mindless passion even though the incredible shaft of cock was no longer inside her cunt to titillate it, even though her every motion scraped her jugs cruelly on the grater. She was in the grip of an erotic delirium that completely overrode her rational being. Even the growing agony in her tits did no more than add to the mounting ecstasy in her cunt.
She heard Bob cry, 'No, wait, I only…' and the shattering roar of a shotgun brought her dizzily back to reality.
She turned her head as Bob somersaulted onto the couch in a shower of blood. Holding his hands in front of his face, Jake dashed across the living room and dove through the big picture window in a rain of glittering glass fragments.
He was running frenziedly across the clearing, big cock swinging loosely and still dripping his jism and Betsy's saliva, when Jack drilled him through the base of the skull with one shot from a…
'Ahhhhh! God, yes!' Colleen Mason cried as her brother slid his long cock deliberately into her pussy. The walls of her cunt were still a bit sensitive from being lightly scorched by the branding iron, but somehow that only made the slippery friction of Jack's big prick inside her pussy that much sweeter.
The youth fucked his cock into Coe's clutching cunt until his crotch was pressed hard against the plump demi-globes of her ass. Her butt was still somewhat pink, as if from sunburn. It was still a beautiful sight, and he squeezed a double handful of delectable assflesh as he rolled his cock inside the savory stew of her cunt juice.
His cock was drawn back. Inch by inch it left her cunt while she sighed and rotated her hips, rolling her eyes in ecstasy. But when Jack's cockhead came to the mouth of her pussy, it kept coming till his prick's wedge-shaped head slipped from the clinging lips.
'Mmmmmmm,' Coe said, biting her lips and wagging her ass impatiently.
Jeanette Mason grabbed her son's prick and fed its head into her mouth. Betsy pressed her cheek to his and leaped at the underside of the cockshaft while Jack moaned in delight.
The two naked females reluctantly relinquished Jack's prick and he jammed it feverishly back into his twin's pussy.
She wailed happily as he fucked it home in her cunt. Cuntjuice slobbered out and around the disappearing piston of cock and ran down her thighs.
'Tell us again how you got away, big brother,' Betsy said wonderingly, stroking her sister's velvety ass.
'All right… uhhhhh!' His cock went into Coe's cunt to the hilt, and she squeezed it lasciviously with her agile cunt. 'When I felt the shot hit the gas tank, I bailed out and rolled into the trees. Got my ass scorched almost as bad as yours, Coe. God, are you trying to pinch my cock off?'
Coe smiled innocently back at them, the effect spoiled by a lewd twinkle in her emerald eyes. 'Would I do a thing like that?'
Jack didn't answer. 'Anyway, I went running down the road and got Mr. Proctor and Mr. Offutt to call the sheriff. Then they came with me to see what we could do. I borrowed Andy Proctor's deer rifle.'
'Well done, Son,' Jeanette said proudly. His cock was retreating from Coe's cunt too slowly to suit her, so she pulled it bodily out with her fingers and popped it in her mouth again. Betsy made a sound of protest; 'Don't be greedy,' her mother told her. 'Besides, there's your big sister's lovely pussy staring you in the face. Surely you don't want to let it go to waste?'
Betsy smiled. Coe gasped as her baby sister pressed her fervent lips to her pussy. The younger girl's tongue slipped out to invade the waiting wet cunt.
'What were those two guys hiding out for, anyway?' Jack wanted to know.
He heard his twin crooning to herself as Betsy lapped her pussy. Then his mother sucked hard on his cock, and he decided it didn't matter after all.
