"Let me do it to you, Linda," Ben whimpered, his voice cracking.
Linda opened her eyes and looked at him again. She grinned.
She felt his cock give a lurch as he saw her smile.
"Go to hell," she told him.
She jerked her shoulders away from his clutching fingers and scrambled far away from him. She stood up quickly, breathing hard.
"You bastard!" she shouted. "You make me suck this old man's stinking prick, and then you want my pussy for yourself! You rotten bastard!"
George was grinning and nodding, his whole body quivering with lust for Linda's cunt. He couldn't tell which way this was going to end, but he was hoping for the best. Maybe his fine old prick would once again ream out a virgin twat.
Ben was breathing hard. His cock was aching and throbbing. He was hot for his own little sister's cunt. He took a step toward her.
Linda raised both palms to hold him off.
"What you're thinking is rape, Ben," she warned him. "After what you just made me do, if you even touch me, I'll have you put away forever."
Ben stepped toward the girl again. His cock hurt so much that her threats seemed almost funny. He wanted her cunt wrapped around his pumping cock.
His guts tightened. His balls felt like they were going to burst. He suddenly shot his arm out and grabbed Linda's upraised wrist, yanked her around and pulled her hard against his body.
George snorted and turned back toward the shed. No pussy for him tonight. But he held onto his dangling prick and went inside the shed. He sat down on the floor just inside the door and got comfortable, prepared to watch Ben rape his little sister. He stroked his cock a few times and began mumbling his favorite obscenities to himself as he watched.
Ben wrapped both arms around his sister's strong young body and held tightly, humping his cock against her tight asscheeks.
"You didn't have to suck his cock, and you know it. I was just trying to scare you away from here, and you know that, too. You sucked his cock because you wanted to. And you were begging for cock up your pussy because you want that, too!"
Linda grabbed Ben's wrists as she felt him try to claw the front of her skirt up, get his fingers into her panties.
"I said no!"
"Damn you, Linda! I'll take it nice and easy with you, baby. Come on," he whined. He let her win the brief battle for her cunt this time.
"No," she said again, firmly. "You can get all the twat you want from Karen. Yeah, I know it. But if that's what you like, Ben, then that's what you can have. I'm a virgin, and I'll give it to whoever I want. So there!"
Ben gripped her arms and turned her to face him. He glared into her laughing eyes. She was enjoying the hell out of this, teasing him and taunting him with her body. But her cunt was on fire and they both knew it.
"Please?" he pleaded, shaking her a bit.
Linda sucked her lips for a moment and cocked her head at the boy. He was a handsome son of a bitch that was for sure. And she knew that every gill in high school had the hots for his body. Even her girlfriends had no hesitation about begging her to set them up with dates with Ben. They talked constantly about how great he must be in the sack.
But most of them were bullshitting virgins, just like she was.
Damn it, she was so fucking horny! Her cunt was soaking the crotch of her panties. She could smell her own strong odor of lust, and she was certain that Ben could smell her juice. She took a deep breath.
She felt his hands clutch her wrists.
"Maybe," she said suddenly, jerking her hands away from his grip.
"Now," Ben gulped.
"Go to hell," Linda snorted. "Not now. When I say so, that's when. Not now… not tonight… and not ever, unless you go spying with me again."
Linda started fitting the shreds of her blouse back into the tight waistband and belt of her skirt, making herself halfway presentable for when they went back to the car.
Ben watched her, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. His cock was throbbing at his zipper to be let out.
He hated going spying. He'd hated it the first time Linda had thought it up. They had slipped out of their own car and sneaked up on the cars in the back row, peeking in at the couples fucking or fighting or just making out. Ben hadn't got much out of it, even then. He much preferred the real thing, even if it was with a girl like Karen, who put out for every boy in school.
But he'd been bored that first time and was hoping to find Karen making it with one of his friends. They hadn't been so lucky, but they had watched a girl get her cherry busted in the back seat of a battered old Chevy that night, crying and bawling even as she wrapped her bare little legs around her boyfriend's pumping ass.
Linda had been thrilled.
She knew the girl, one of her best friends.
Linda had been all for yanking the door open on them at just the worst possible moment, saying, "Hi, Donna!" and then just walking away casually.
Ben had talked her out of it. But now, watching his sister fuck in her ruined blouse, he was becoming aware of just how completely sexy and beautiful the little bitch really was.
Her legs were long and trim, and very strong, athletic, firm in her thighs but not too full. Her ass was tight as hell, but beginning to flare out at her hips in a very sensuous curve. Her back was straight and her tits were full, not overly large but not small like most girls her age. And that incredible mane of thick blonde hair, hanging down to her waist, was the ultimate turn-on for Ben. He longed to fuck his dick into that lush warm mass of silken strands, spurt his cum all over it.
Hot damn!
He wanted his own kid sister. And Linda had said maybe.
She finished her task quickly and looked up.
"Let's go," she said.
"Spying?" Ben asked, his lack of interest showing in his voice.
"Yeah, spying."
Linda pushed past the boy and started through the bushes, cursing and brushing at the brambles catching at her stockings.
Ben glanced at the shed and saw George, beating his meat. He shook his head in disgust and turned to follow his sister out to the drive-in lot.
Karen waited a few minutes for Ben to return, but she quickly grew impatient for more sucking. She was clawing at her own hard nipples with her fingernails when the idea hit her.
"Ohhhhhh, Freddy?" she called coyly.
Fred was sniffing and pulling at his nose, watching the film on the screen. He jerked at Karen's light touch on his shoulder.
"Huh?" he said, twisting on the seat.
He gulped hard, and his eyes went wide.
Karen's immense tits were hanging over the back of the scat, staring him right in the eyes.
"Why don't you come back here with me… huh, Freddy?" Karen cooed.
She reached over and began stroking the back of Fred's head, curling her fingers into his hair and slowly bringing his face down to the hot flesh of her huge jugs.
Freddy tried to shake his head, dislodge the girl's firmly caressing fingers.
"Oh, now, Freddy! Don't be shy. Just pucker up those lips of yours and give my big old boobs a nice sloppy kiss. Oooooo, wouldn't you love to suck my nipples, Freddy?" Karen whispered, shifting on the seat so that one nipple poked right against Freddy's cheek.
The young boy blushed bright red.
"Thinking those naughty thoughts is good for a growing boy," Karen said with a pretty smile. "Come on back here, honey. Come on back here with Karen and her big naked hungry boobies."
The girl slowly sank back into the seat, letting her fingers slip from the boy's hair very slowly.
Freddy gasped and licked his lips, wiped them dry with his palm, then his forearm.
He'd forgotten there was a movie playing.
He watched Karen slide down on the seat until she was on her back, and she worked her arms under her back until she could pull her shoulders and arch and thrust those gigantic tits up and out until they looked like twin mountains of soft moist flesh, capped with giant throbbing dark-brown nipples.