Jake smiled lopsidedly down at Coe. She stared up at him, defiant but feeling self-conscious about the huge drop of his jism she could feel clinging to her face just below the right side of her mouth.
'You're a great piece of ass, kid,' the bearded man told her, 'and Bob and I don't want to be selfish, do we, Bob?'
Bob wandered up, his immense cock dormant once more, dangling between his legs. 'Untie her, will you, Bob? But keep hold of her arms.'
Bob did as he was told, then passed the rape to his partner. Swiftly and professionally, Jake bound the auburn-haired young beauty's slim ankles together.
Under Jake's direction, Bob scooped up the naked teenager, lifting her easily despite her height and the lush fullness of her figure.
She stirred feebly in his arms. Now that her hands were free she should try to claw his eyes out, she knew. But the brutal whipping and fucking of her tits had worn her out, and being forced to drink Jake's come had sapped her spirit.
Besides, she thought, what's the point? My legs are tied. There's nothing I can do.
'Now,' Jake said, picking up his belt and sauntering over to stand above Betsy, who still lay on her back, her thighs slightly parted. A hint of pink pussy showed in the gold thatch between them. 'Set her down. Yeah… there, right next to her brother. All right, dating. I told you Bob and I weren't selfish. So to spread, the wealth around a bit, why don't you just hitch yourself up and suck on your brother's cock some?'
Coe and Jack both stared at him.
Jack had long ago quit cursing their captors and had been sitting looking on with a mixture of sorrow and sick hatred. Now he started to sputter again. 'Wait! You can't… Coe, don't listen to him!'
Coe sat up. Pine needles pricked her ass. She felt an odd tingle in her pussy, then rapidly suppressed it. Her brother was an extremely handsome young man, and she'd wondered more than once since growing into lustful young womanhood what it would be like to fuck him, to feel his cock – how big was it? – plumbing the depths of her cunt or throbbing between her lips as he cried out with passion and prepared to pump her face full of come.
But no, she couldn't do that. Those were no more than illicit shameful incest fantasies.
'I won't do it,' she said firmly. She should have been able to predict Jake's answer. Without speaking, he pivoted and slashed Betsy savagely across the tits with his thick brown belt.
The blow flattened the milky young jugs. Betsy's nipples were taut from fear, and the belt seemed to drive them into her cushiony tits like nails. 'Aaaiiieee! oh, God!'
Unlike her sister, Betsy wasn't tied in place when the belt slammed into her jugs. Her body flew into the air in a paroxysm of pain. Instinctively she twisted and came down on her belly. Landing on her boobs sent flesh stabs of pain through her tits, and the pine needles felt like real needles poking her soft titflesh. But at least her boobs were protected from the awful crushing assault of the belt.
On the other hand, her ripe round ass jutted invitingly skyward. Grinning with lewd satisfaction, Jake brought the belt screaming down across the cheeks of his captive's butt.
'Ahhhh!'
She writhed, started to turn over, then rolled back onto her face. Her ass blazed as if it had just been branded, but her tits were more sensitive than her ass and, less able to endure the punishment of the belt.
Jake raised his arm again. The belt whined down. It struck the girl's ass with a crack like a pistol shot.
Betsy screamed.
Jake hit her ass again, and again, turning his wrist so that the ugly welts left by the belt crossed each other and turned the once-snowy cheeks of her ass into a red patchwork.
Coe screamed.
Jack cursed, fighting his bonds, again with no more effect than to nearly wrench his shoulders from their sockets.
Betsy's shrill cries, egged Jake on. His arm rose and fell with astonishing speed. The slaps of the leather smacking bare assflesh came like machinegun fire.
Then he changed his attack. He snapped his belt whip-like – the way he'd flicked Coe's nipple with just the tip. The belt stung like a scorpion at the tender insides of Betsy's thighs.
'Oh! Owwww!' she shrieked, and she threw her colt-like legs apart.
Her buttcheeks had been clamped together under the onslaught of the wicked leather strap.
Now they parted as her legs moved away from each other. Drooling with sadistic joy, Jake cracked the belt right on the tiny pucker of the girl's asshole.
It was as if her shitter had been touched with a red-hot iron. The scream started way down in the pit of her stomach: 'Yaaaah!'
'God! Stop! Oh, for God's sake, don't hit her any more!' Tears streaming down her face, Coe was bending over her brother, tearing wildly at his fir. 'I'll do it! I'll suck, my brother's cock… I'll do anything you ask, if only you leave Betsy alone!'
Jack's bluejeans came open. Coe's frenzied fingers dipped into the front slit of his underwear. He sighed involuntarily as her cool fingers closed around his cock. Trembling, the nearly naked girl tugged his prick into the open.
She gasped. Jack's cock was fully erect, blood engorged and hard as a rock.
It was also eight inches long!
'Ohhhhhh,' Coe said in outright admiration. Her brother's prick wasn't as long as Jake's skinny spear of prickmeat – but it was much thicker. The young man's cock was dark, crowned with a swollen reddish head, and its length was twined with thick veins like climbing vines.
'Aiiiii!' A transverse slash drew a fresh red line across Betsy's ass.
Her heart pounding against her ribs, Coe bent her brother's cock down and stuffed the head into her mouth.
'Uhhhh…' A moan of sheer pleasure ripped from lack's throat as his sister's lips enveloped his prick. They were cool and wet and clinging to his cock. He could literally feel from the tension in the lips that held his prick and the slight quiver in the nude brown body beside him that Coe was motivated now by something more than simple concern for her baby sister.
His twin hadn't been alone in thinking unbidden lascivious thoughts about a sibling. Watching Coe's tits blossom and her hips swell into adolescence had been a strain on Jack, whose own sexuality had been awakening at the same time. He'd started finding an outlet for his horniness among the healthy full-bodied outdoor girls on surrounding ranches soon enough, but his sister's desirability never quite quit nagging him. One day when he was fourteen he'd come upon her skinny dipping in a creek a mile above their ranch house. She'd never know how near she'd come to being raped. Jack had hidden in the bushes and watched her, then crept away. For a week he'd jacked off guiltily – every night – the image of his voluptuous twin burning in his brain.
From the moment Coe wrapped her lips around his cock and her tongue began flicking at the sensitive joining of cockhead and shaft, there was no, question of resistance. Forgotten was their predicament – forgotten even was the helpless, innocent younger sister lying with her ass whipped raw a few yards away.
Coe grasped the base of her brother's cock. His pulse hammered beneath her fingers. She jacked his cock off lightly. Trying to milk the big prick into her mouth.
'Mmmmmm…' she moaned.
She, too, had forgotten their little sister's plight. She wasn't even aware any longer of the throb of her own abused tits. The flavor of her brother's cock filled her very soul. The feel of the stiff prick jutting into her face, alive with the incestuous lust they shared, turned her on so intensely, she felt on the verge of bursting or breaking into tears.
Why did I deny myself this for so long? she asked herself. Then she brought her face down toward the sorrel hair clumped at the base of her brother's cock, sighing ecstatically as she felt the meaty fullness of his cock sliding over her tongue and down her throat.
'Ahhhh, yes!' Jack shifted his hips in her grip of almost unbearable passion. There was no mistaking it – his sister was swallowing every inch of his monumental cock. He wasn't too surprised to find his beautiful twin a skilled cocksucker. He, himself, had learned early just about all there was to the art of driving a luscious girl crazy, devouring the sweet meat of her pussy. They were alike in more than looks.
