As Coe began to fuck her face on the spar of her own brother's prick, Jake threw away his belt and dropped to his knees. Though the whipping had stopped, Betsy was still writhing at the pain in her ass. Her thin body shook with sobs. Her ass rolled around, slightly elevated, as though she were wild with passion. For a moment Jake feasted his eyes on the captive's butt.
Though her satiny skin was marred and discolored from the lashings of his belt, Betsy's ass was still a lovely sight. And her pink-lipped pussy, hidden amidst the spun-gold bush of her cunt, showed itself in mouth-watering hints between her thighs.
Betsy felt strong fingers snag her hips. Her ass was raised into the air. She bent her head to look back at her captor just as he thrust his face between her silken thighs and buried his tongue in her cunt.
She gasped. No one had even so much as touched her pussy before. Now this bearded stranger was gobbling it as if it were the tastiest thing he'd ever encountered. His tongue laved the virginal slit of her cunt, first between her frilly inner pussy-lips and then circling their outsides. Then he sucked the lips of Betsy's cunt into his mouth, worrying them with quick shakes of his head.
'Oh!' she exclaimed, startled by his actions as much as the sudden rush of pleasure in her cunt.
Betsy's thighs were so slender and Jake's hands so spidery, he could hold her up by the thighs and part the petals of her cunt with his thumbs. He pulled his head back to examine the gash of his captive's pussy. It was a trim and luscious sight, with neat pussy-lips surrounding a narrow cunthole. A drop of pussy-juice sparkled in the opening of the girl's snatch.
Jake took a deep breath, drinking in the heady musk of Betsy's cunt. Then he thrust his mouth into the gaping pussy.
Betsy cried out as shrilly as ever she had cringing under the lash of his belt. Nothing had ever felt so good as Jake's frenetic eating of her cunt. The way he licked and sucked and nuzzled her cunt filled her with a pleasure so concentrated, it was almost hard to breathe.
Her lustful cries were lost on her siblings. Coe raised her head from the throbbing head of her brother's cock. The crown of Jack's prick and Colleen's mouth were smeared and glossy with her saliva. Their pulses raced with forbidden desire. Coe's fingers gently squeezed her brother's prick. He moaned. Green-eyed gaze met green-eyed gaze, and the erotic electricity that passed between the two was almost visible.
Coe hoisted herself off the fragrant pine-needle mat. A few of the three-pronged clusters of brown pine needles were stuck in her hip and ass, but she ignored them. Her brother's cock was huge and hard and hot in her hand, and her pussy ached with a craving that matched his. She had to fuck her brother, and fuck him now!
With her ankles bound together she couldn't straddle Jack's crotch and impale her needy cunt on his spire of cock. That didn't slow her down. With hands on his broad shoulders, she raised herself, swung her delectable asscheeks across his lap, and sat down on him. The tip of his cock prodded the humid flesh between her butthole and her waiting cunt. Panting with the urgency of her lust, she shifted her hips until the cone-shaped head of her brother's cock found its way into the foyer of her pussy.
'Ohhhh, yes!' she sighed. Her hips began to lower slowly, her cunt sliding down the imprisoned cock with excruciating slowness.
'Goddamn,' Bob marveled. 'They're really getting into it!' His stubby cock was rampant with horny life again.
His partner paid him no mind. Having dealt his delectable captive the most intense agony of her life with a belt and a nine-inch cock applied to her ass, he was now dealing her the most intense pleasure imaginable by his skillful tongue-lashing of her virgin cunt. His tongue was inside her pussy again, swirling around and around, stretching her cunt membranes in a delightful circle.
'Ohhhhh, do it… do it to me!' she wailed. 'L-lick me… lick my pussy good!'
If she'd been able to hear herself she would have been shocked. For a girl who could barely bring herself to say damn to beg for her pussy to be lapped was almost as incredible as the fact that she could be enjoying this from a man who recently had whipped and ass-fucked her.
But enjoying it she was. Jake's tongue was like a living thing dancing in her cunt, awakening joys and desires she'd never even suspected to exist. His thumbs gradually worked themselves in until their tips came in contact with her clit.
'Ahhhhh!' she yelped. The very lightest touch as her rotating hips brushed her clit against one thumb sent delight sizzling up her cunt.
Her cuntjuice had begun to flow. Jake's tongue scooped them from her pussy with cunt-delving strokes.
'Ah! Ohhhh… that feels so good! Keep eating my pussy!'
It was unbelievable! It was, no doubt, perverted as well to enjoy having a man's mouth touching her pussy, particularly under circumstances such as these.
Then Jake jammed his tongue deep into the brimming well of her cunt and jabbed his thumb against her clit, and her world exploded in brilliant colors and muscle-wracked convulsions of ecstasy.
'Ahhhhhh! Oh, Jack, it's wrong, but I want you to fuck meeeeee!' Coe pumped her lush ass up and down, fucking her pussy on the straining pole of her brother's prick with incredible energy. Her fingers grasped his shoulders, her nails digging in almost enough to break the skin.
Being tied up and whipped and fucked and having her tits raped with the longest cock she'd ever seen had a strange effect on Colleen. Being made to watch his beautiful sisters subjected to the most remarkable sexual degradation he could have conceived of had had the same effect on Jack. Their sexual appetites were honed to razor sharpness – and the only thing that could satisfy them was each other.
They fucked as furiously as rutting animals, their feet digging furrows in the soil. Coe used her arms and strong shapely legs to work her body rapidly up and down the rod of cock jutting from her brother's lap, her big boobs flying to the rhythm of her exertions. Jack drove his cock into her cunt with every ounce of strength in his body. His steel-hard cock probed the innermost depths of her succulent pussy while his head rolled aimlessly around.
'Oh, Jack!' his twin cried shrilly. 'I feel it! I'm about to come! Come with me! Fill my pussy with your nice hot come!'
She slipped her arms around his neck and crushed her lips to his. Her tongue crept from her mouth. His came surging out to meet it, stabbing her mouth as powerfully as his cock was stabbing her pussy. She crushed her tits against his broad chest, thrilling to the feel of his rough shirt rubbing her throbbing nipples. Their salvias mingled in a tongue-twining embrace. Coe moved her ass so fast that a fine spray of pussy-juice was thrown from her cunt to mist their crotches. Then her pussy slammed shut around his driving cock and sucked load after load of come as they wrestled together in the hysteria of a shared climax.
As Jack fucked his sister's pussy to overflowing with jism, Jake felt a silken noose close around his cunt- piercing tongue. He grunted as a torrent of cuntjuice gushed from the gaping adolescent cunt. Betsy howled as if in torment. Her whole body tingled with the ecstasy emanating from her well eaten pussy.
The three of them, brother and sisters, gave themselves utterly to carnal delight, surrendering to the insistent tongue and the incestuous embrace of cunt around cock. Their young bodies pulsated with incomparable joy as they came in one great wave of sexual release, captive thought they were.
But deep inside, they realized their frenzied lustful delight would all too soon be replaced by a torment worse than any of them had ever known.
CHAPTER FOUR
A meadowlark sang placidly from a fencepost as Jeanette Mason drove the Jeep alongside the long low ranch house. At the back door, the family watchdog, an Irish, set or named Red, barked excitedly. Getting out and loading her arms with sacks of groceries, Jeanette wondered what was bothering him. Probably Coe or Betsy had brought home some poor injured animal – a squirrel or a fox or a bird with a broken wing – and the smell of it had upset the dog. Coe and Betsy were soft-hearted, especially where wild animals were concerned. Brother Jack was the same way, though he was reluctant to admit it.
Smiling, Jeanette walked up the gravel walkway to the back door. She was a lovely sight in the late morning sunlight -- tall and trim almost girlishly slim of waist and thigh. Yet there was nothing girlish about the swell of her
