But she didn't pull away, in fact, her hips Jerked up at him to spur him on. He pulled far back and stabbed back inside the tightly hugging snatch. Another groan of pain came from her but she fought it and threw herself up once more. On the next deep drive the unbearable stinging was gone, her pussy had lost the resistance, it was kissing the wonderful pecker.
"Ohhhh," she sighed, as she felt how full and complete she was, how thoroughly stuffed with manly cock. Her nipples were hard and she licked her lips just before the sudden climax convulsed from her guts.
She bucked up and twisted wildly around his plunging pecker as a loud howl of happiness bellowed from her throat. "Yeeeeesssss!"
Hot flashes of uncontrollable fire ripped through her limbs as the pecker drove the cunt into senseless jerks and clamps. Her ass flexed hard as she lifted for more, the anus snuggled between the cheeks tingled and pulsated with joy. Jerry smashed deep and enjoyed the way her tight snatch tried to strangle his cock with endless squeezes of juice-dripping pressure.
He slid his hands under her prime ass and held her hips high while banging into the choking twat with great speed. He wanted to keep the climax going, to drive her straight into another one before his own cock splashed honey inside the snugness of her glazed nest.
"It's so great!" she cried. "It feels so great!"
His ass blurred with speed and she clipped up to greet the driving spike with her juices dripping snatch. Her wetness was complete and overflowing down to coat his balls with thick mucus. But Jerry was on a direct course, he could feel his guts shivering and preparing to unload.
The tall green grass tickled at Jane's bare ass as it swung so happily under Jerry, the grass also brushed his testicles until getting coated with juice and bending down to the earth. The wet balls heaved forward with each thrust and slammed into the soft cushion of her dripping ass. Their bodies matched rhythm and Jane had never felt so good in her life… she was being screwed by a man-he was a bad man, a violent man, but he was all man.
Jerry collapsed down on her sweating body and felt the feel of full breasts squashing under his chest. His cock was throbbing without stop, his balls were screaming, his molten cream was rising. It flowed through his cock with heaves and felt like burning sand until it sprayed free with a splattering gush inside her twisting, climaxing cunt.
"Oh! Yes!" Jane screamed as she felt the thick sap of his trunk fill her hole.
But Jerry remembered her plea to taste his cream and quickly withdrew his spilling rod. Jane's eyes opened with surprise as he mounted her and squirted white paste across the tender nipples of each tit. She saw what he was doing and lunged with open mouth for the fountain of sperm. It hit her lips with a spray before getting inside and rewarding her with a full pump of seething hot, tangy sperm.
"Mmmmm… " she murmured while using her lips to drain the cock completely.
Jerry was out of breath. The chase, the fight, the victorious climax were too much. He dropped to his back and didn't care if she ran away now; he'd gotten what he wanted. But Jane wasn't about to flee. Her fingers scooped the delicious cream from her breasts and brought it to her mouth and tongue. She licked it down and searched for more.
It was there. Inside her well-fucked snatch. She scooped two fingers inside and felt it flow onto them, then gingerly she withdrew the fingers and brought them to her mouth. The sperm was intermingled with the taste of her own cunt and Jane swallowed it all down delicious tasty, a delicacy for the total woman.
His cock was only half hard when she lowered down and kissed it on the head. What an amazing thing, she thought to herself, one minute so tough and hard, the next soft and helpless. She knew it would be hours before he could get it up again, painful, empty hours of agonized waiting.
Jerry felt her tugging his arm and opened his eyes. "Come on," she said. "You better get me back before your friend comes out looking for us."
Jerry shook himself and wondered just who the rapist was around here.
Chapter 6
When Jerry and Jane returned to the cabin Abe snarled, "Where ya been?"
"She was hard to catch," Jerry said. "Yeah?" Abe gave Jane a suspicious look. "We better tie her up too. She might try again."
"No, she won't," Jerry said.
"Like shit! Dammit, Geraldo, it's no wonder you were locked up! You trust people! This little cunt'll run as soon as we turn our backs!"
"She promised she wouldn't."
"That's pure bullshit. She's getting tied up just like her little brother," Abe flatly stated.
Jane went to Tim and softly asked, "How are you?"
Tim couldn't answer. Jane, his sister was standing before him almost naked. The teeshirt was shredded and large portions of her round, white breasts were exposed. Even one reddish nipple hung out before his blinking eyes. The bikini bottoms were pulled up to cover her crotch and the torn side was knotted together by a thin strip of the shirt material. They hung loose, perilously close to falling away.
"Are you all right?" she persisted while touching his hot, flushed face.
Tim's shoulders were wracked with fury. Fury at himself for being gone when he should have been here protecting them. And what was he doing? Was he doing anything he could stand up about and say he was proud of? No… he'd been creeping through the brush like a smelly animal, trying to find that couple again, so he could stare at the sexual antics of two beings foreign to him… human beings.
Abe's face lit up when he saw the condition of Jane's torn attire. A filthy grin came to his mouth as he asked Jerry, "Hey, Geraldo, you finally fuck her?"
"My name is Jerry."
Abe snorted. "Come on… that's what took you so long, huh? You nailed that little cunt out there, didn't you."
"Sometimes you make me sick, Abe," Jerry groaned.
"How was it? Did she put out or fight you? I don't see any scratches on your face… How about your cock? Did she chew it up for you?"
"Dammit, Abe! Shut up!" Jerry snapped.
Abe grinned and settled back on the couch.
He had his answer. Now the road was clear for his own style of fun. But one thing was bothering him, Geraldo. His partner didn't seem cut out for the game they were playing. Oh, he took part, but unwillingly. Jerry was too hesitant to hurt people, it even looked like he was being protective of the daughter. That was dangerous, Abe figured, dangerous for himself. He decided that keeping his eye on the mother and her two kids wasn't enough, he'd have to watch Geraldo too.
An idea came to Abe and he called out, "Hey, daughter?"
She slowly turned, the hard, cool expression back on her face. He realized that whatever Geraldo had done to her hadn't shaken the tough facade… no, it seemed to have reinforced it.
"My name is Jane," she coldly said.
"Okay, Janey. Get away from the little hero there, leave him alone. Can't you see you're embarrassing him?"
"What do you mean!"
Abe shook his head with futility. "You're his sister, for God's sake. And you're standing over him with your big tits hanging out. He's only human, for chrissake, teasing him with your jugs like that…"
Jane reached up to the tatters of the shirt and tried to cover herself. Suddenly she felt embarrassed too. The situation had made her forget, she never thought Timmy would be bothered… Her head jerked sideways to toss the hair from her eyes, the big bastard was doing it on purpose, saying those things… trying to cause trouble where there wasn't any.
"Sit down," Abe said as he motioned to the chair across the room.
Jane looked at Jerry but he wasn't paying attention. He sat back on the couch, his eyes half closed with exhaustion. She went to the chair and sat. Her breasts kept slipping out of the inadequate top and she desperately tried to keep them from Abe's gleaming, thrilled eyes.