pussy's too fucking good!'
Randy groaned again as he drove his prick up into her pussy. His body shuddered. His prick started spurting cum inside her cunt. She knew she wasn't going to make it, but she still liked the feeling of his cum spurting into her pussy. She kept grinding her body down on top of his until he had shot the rest of his jism up into her cunt.
'Oh yeah, baby,' Randy groaned. 'That was fine.'
Why didn't she feel fine? Three cocks and she still hadn't been satisfied. It left her itching all over. Bonnie wasn't sure what was happening to her.
CHAPTER FOUR
They had left Bonnie tied up in the dark in her bedroom. She was uncomfortable, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was thinking about how she had acted that afternoon. She had lost complete control of her body. She had actually enjoyed those horrible things the boys had done to her.
Bonnie knew she wasn't going to be able to live with herself when her nephews finally released her. She wouldn't kill herself or anything stupid like that, but she knew she could never be the same person. They had destroyed something valuable inside her, but they had also awakened some lustful beast.
She had loved getting fucked. She had to admit it to herself. She had loved it when those three cocks had pounded into her. She had loved the feel of cum squirting inside her.
'Damn,' she said softly. 'I've got to get away from them. I've got to escape before I turn into something worse.'
She tried the ropes that held her for what seemed like the thousandth time. The ropes were secure. It would take someone a lot stronger or smarter to break free of them. She had no idea about what she was going to do.
All she knew was that she could never tell anyone about what had happened. Not even her sister. She would have been too ashamed. She couldn't tell the woman that her sons had raped their aunt.
And there would be those who would think that somehow Bonnie had enticed the boys into it. She couldn't stand the shame.
She stopped pulling at the ropes. There was no sense in it. At the same time, she heard a footstep in the hallway outside her door. The door opened softly.
'Who's there?' she asked.
'It's just me,' Stan said. 'I came to check on you. I came to make sure you were all right.'
'I'm all right,' Bonnie insisted.
'I had to check,' Stan said.
Stan turned on the lights and she blinked.
She noticed that Stan had a bundle in his antis.
He put his bundle down at the edge of the bed.
She saw something frilly in the pile but she couldn't tell what it was.
They had allowed her to shower and dress before they tied her up that evening. She had on a comfortable pale-blue gown that was thick enough to hide her body.
'I brought you some more clothes to wear,' he told her. 'I thought you might try them on for me.'
'Why should I want to try anything on for you?' Bonnie asked.
'Because you like me,' Stan said. 'And because it'll make you feel good.'
'You go to hell,' Bonnie said.
Stan was smiling but she didn't like his smile. It was evil. She had never cared for Stan very much. Not like she should have. He had always seemed to be the worst of her three nephews. She had a feeling she was about to find out how right she had been.
'You don't understand, Bonnie,' Stan said quietly. 'You belong to us right now. We can do anything we want with you. Anything. You be nice or we might think of some real disgusting things.'
'You can still go to hell,' she said.
Stan reached over and gently tugged at the ribbon at the front of her blue gown. The ribbon came undone. He gripped the fabric at her neck and savagely tore it downward. Her creamy tits were immediately revealed to his hungry eyes.
'I can't get enough of looking at your body, Bonnie,' he said. 'You've got the best pair of tits I've ever seen. And damned if you don't know how to rub them against a guy when he's fucking you. It's hard to believe a wild piece of ass like you was a virgin.'
'Leave me alone,' she said. 'Please.'
'You still don't get the message.'
Stan ripped the gown the rest of the way down. Once again she was naked to his hungry eyes. She struggled against the ropes but it didn't do any good. Her could look at her all he wanted.
'You're so fucking beautiful,' Stan said.
Stan stood up and walked to the head of the bed. She was at eye level with the crotch of his trousers and she could already see the enormous cock-bulge growing there. She turned her head away. Stan grabbed a thick handful of her hair and turned her head back toward him again.
'Don't fight it, Bonnie,' he said.
He kept holding her hair, forcing her to look as he unbuckled his trousers. He pulled them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing shorts and his big prick sprang out and brushed her cheek. She shuddered.
'All right, baby,' Stan said. 'You know how it's done. Give my cock a good licking.'
'No,' she said.
But she knew she was going to have to do as he wanted. He jerked her head closer and pressed his massive cockhead against her lips. She could smell the strong male odor of his prick. She could taste his jism smeared against her lips.
'Open up, bitch!'
She wouldn't. She couldn't. He gripped her head tighter and forced his cockhead between her lips. She didn't know how it had happened. She was tasting his cum again. His cockhead pulsated hotly against the roof of her mouth.
'I'm going to make you the best cocksucker in the world, Bonnie,' he told her.
He left just his cockhead in her mouth a few moments without moving. She should have gotten used to the sensation of having a cock inside her mouth. She couldn't understand her own feelings about it. It made her feel strange and tingly, when she knew she should have felt nothing but disgust.
'You're going to learn to love sucking my cock,' Stan said. 'By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for cock like a dog begs for a bone.'
She wanted to tell him that it could never happen to her – but she wasn't sure she even believed that any more. All three of her nephews were making her wild with their hard cocks. She had reached a point where she couldn't stop thinking about hard pricks.
'Take it a little deeper,' he said.
She wasn't so tense any more. She didn't fight it as he pushed slowly. She tasted his cock sliding against the roof of her mouth and underneath her tongue. She used her tongue as much as she could and she could tell it was increasing his excitement.
She told herself to stop doing anything that made him more excited – but she couldn't stop.
'That's right,' Stan said. 'Just relax and enjoy it. We're going to put my cock in your mouth deep and teach you to suck cock without gagging.'
She wanted to curse him, but at the same time she didn't want him to stop. His cock kept sliding deeper into her mouth. He finally could go no farther. His cockhead was lodged against the back of her throat.
'You've got it all,' Stan said. 'That's great, baby. You've got it fucking all!'
Again, he spent a few moments without moving. He slid one hand down her body to her luscious tits. He started kissing the nipple of one of her tits until he had her breathing a little harder. Her spit was running down the
