She couldn’t get enough fucking.
She had to escape. With her pussy aching from the balling she’d already gotten that evening and her asshole burning with the memory of her new daddy’s prick reaming her out, she fought. She kicked and clawed at her brother. He was too strong for her.
One wrist was circled with the rough rope. Dan tossed the end of the rope over a tree limb and hoisted Melinda up till she had to stand on tiptoe. This gave him the chance to tie her other wrist over the tree branch. She stood on tiptoe, barely touching the ground, her body straining to keep from bursting into a wild orgy of desire.
She hated herself for the way she felt. It was damned sexy being fled up by her brother. And he’d told her he was going to fuck her. The girl’s pussy had already begun to chum and ooze out its sluggish fuck juices. It wouldn’t be much longer before he actually thrust his prick all the way up into her gooey twat and fucked her with all the strength locked up in his powerful body.
"Yeah," Dan said in satisfaction. "You make a damned nice looking sight." She dangled from the limb with her wrists securely fastened. The way her arm stretched overhead made her tits flatten out. Her belly remained taut and delightful and her ass was tighter than normal. Every muscle in her legs was accentuated and never had the teenager looked more desirable to her brother.
He was going to give her a fucking she wouldn’t soon forget. But first he had to make sure she was really ready for it. And he knew words were the way to get her hot to trot.
"I’m going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours," he said, choosing the words with care. "I had to tie you up first to make sure you were helpless. You can’t struggle now. You can’t move without me willing it first. This is going to be done by me. Me! You can’t do a goddamn thing to stop me, either."
She felt his words as if they had been hammers striking her body. Fuck her. Tied up. Helpless. At his mercy. She couldn’t fight him. The ropes bit into her wrists and her leg muscles were already beginning to feel the strain of supporting her full weight on her toes. Shivers of pain lanced into her legs. Then the tiny sparks of agony burned brighter and turned into real pain that stabbed into her guts.
Dan came over and gently pushed against her tits. The feathery touch was electric. She almost came. The sexual tensions in her body surprised her. She’d thought she was angry. She wasn’t. She was turned on by the prospect of what he was going to do to her while she was tied up and completely at his mercy.
She felt the excited blood pumping into her tits, expanding the smooth cones of titflesh and making the nipples grow in size until they seemed to be red-tipped fingers pointing at her brother.
His hand on her belly made her break out in gooseflesh. The bumps spread like wildfire all over her belly, her tits up her arms and even her numbed fingers seemed to get some of the vital spark he imparted.
"You about ready?" the youth asked callously. His other hand grabbed at her crotch. She groaned as his fingers brutally squeezed down on her pussy mound. "Yeah, you’re wet. Wet and ready to fuck!"
The words blazed across her mind. He was right!
His abuse had gotten her hot and wet and ready for anything-anything, that is, as long as it was his loving, hard and powerful cock!
Agile fingers worked at the snaps on her jeans. He skinned them off her and tossed them to one side. She tried fighting him off a little until she discovered he was too strong. Everything she did only added to the growing pain in her upper arms. Her shoulders protested being hung up like this. Her legs lacked the power to really kick her brother, too. Trying to stand on tiptoe like she was robbed her of all her strength.
He didn’t seem interested in stripping off her shirt or her bra. The jeans were tossed aside as if they didn’t matter leaving her clad only in her white cotton panties.
"Got another pair of those damned things, huh?" he scoffed. He ran his cool fingers under the band of her panties and looked into her eye. Then he yanked.
She screamed. The pain of the elastic band cutting into her flesh added to the general agony she felt. The panties didn’t give way entirely under his brutal assault. Her brother yanked again. The tearing noise of the fabric filled the cool, still night. A third jerk and the panties came off her body in tatters.
"Either wear sexy panties or don’t wear anything at all in the future," he told her. "Those damned things offend me."
She moaned softly as he thrust his hand back onto her pussy mound. His fingers worked strongly, powerfully, probingly against her fleece covered pubis. Then he parted her cunt lips. The juices flowed out and drenched his hand. His finger stroked along one edge of her blue-tinged, gently scalloped cunt lips. She was writhing and tossing around trying to escape-or get her cunt more firmly pressed into the cup of his hands.
"You like that, don’t you, you dumb bitch? Tell me what you want! Tell me!"
"I… I want your prick," she sobbed. "I want to feel it fucking me. My cunt! Oh, it hurts! My cunt hurts so baaaaad!"
"But you want this to enter your gooey pussy and fuck, isn’t that right?" In his other hand he held his prick. In. the dim night light it appeared to be some sort of glowing rod. The purpled head seemed larger than it had before and the shaft underneath pulsed with obvious virile power.
"Yessss!"
His hands gripped her cunt again and a finger shot into her cunt hole. The girl screamed. The feelings assaulting her body were new and different to her. She’d thought she had experienced it all. She was wrong. The pleasure from his finger mixed with the pain across her shoulders, the agony from her straining legs. He finger fucked her for a few seconds until her legs lifted off the ground and tried to circle his waist. She wanted to pull him in to her pussy where she could get his cock into her pit of seething passion.
"My cunt!" she begged. "Fuck my cunt with that big, swollen prick of yours. I need it!"
"So you think you need my cock, huh?" her brother tormented her. "Let’s see how much you really want my fat cock fucking you."
His hands went around her body and cupped her fleshy asscheeks. With a strong movement, he pulled. Her legs left the ground supporting her entire weight on her arms. She almost passed out from the pain. With her legs on either side of her brother’s body, however, she could swing forward and jam her cunt clown towards his prick.
Which is exactly what she did. She was rewarded with the feathery touch of his glans across her cunt lips. This was almost enough to make the girl go on. She was denied this when her brother simply dropped her.
She swung to and fro, dangling from the limb tied with the rough rope. Her wrists were being cut through by the rope but she didn’t care about that or the pain in her body. The longing in her pussy outstripped any pain she might feel. She had to have cock!
"Fuck me, please, fuck meeeee!"
He came up to her, then lowered his hips. He shoved his hips forward until his cock was immediately under her gaping cunt. She tried to spread her legs wide and found the only way she could do it was to put her weight entirely on her arms. She wanted his prick that badly.
He rose up toward her pussy, his cock looking like the nosecone of a missile on a launching pad. When his knobby glans collided with her cunt lips, she came. The sensations blasting through her body had reached the point where she could no longer control, them.
As soon as the throes of her desire had died down a little, she felt his cock nudging into her pussy lips again. She cried out; "Do it! Stuff that mighty, steely prick into me! Fuck me gooooood!"
He didn’t seem to notice her pleas. He straightened his legs a bit more and drove about an inch of cock into her pussy. She shivered with carnal need. The youth gave her another inch and then another and another until he was inside her seething hot, juicy cunt. He fucked her with such slow strokes, her pussy had all the time in the world to expand and take his huge circumference.