An idea struck Marcy. It didn't make sense to her, but the words were coming out of her mouth before she had time to stop them.
"Slap my ass," she whispered. "Spank me. Slap my ass while you ass-fuck me!"
Tony didn't respond to Marcy's request. He just continued rocking back and forth, sliding his prick in and out of her asshole, allowing the rim of her ass to work over just a couple inches of his shaft.
Just as Marcy was about to repeat herself, not sure why she had said it in the first place, she felt Tony's hand smack against her smooth, pale asscheek. The sound of his palm against her ass reverberated in the confines of the van.
"Call me names," Marcy said, then flinched as Tony slapped her ass a little harder than the first time.
Tony brought his hand up, paused a second, then brought it down hard on his sister's ass. He could see in the dim light that filtered into the van the imprint of his palm on her quivering, milk-white flesh.
"Cunt! Cock-sucker! Whore!"
The words made Marcy's cunt tingle, the pussyjuice oozing more freely to her cuntlips. She shivered, her body jerking each time Tony's large, open hand slapped her asscheeks.
"Ass-fucking slut!" Tony hissed, rocking his hips harder and faster to drive his prick into Marcy's tight ass.
Each slap made Marcy's red-hot clit tingle just a little bit more. She could feel the shaft of her brother's cock spreading the rim of her asshole. When he pushed into her, Marcy could feel his pricktip throbbing lustily deep inside her ass.
"Cunt! Slut! Brother-fucking whore!" Tony hissed, emphasizing each word by slapping Marcy's hot, soft asscheeks.
He was really going at her now, ass-fucking her as he used both hands to slap her. And as he worked his prick in her butt, he watched her twisting beneath him, forcing her tits to scrape against the carpet.
"Fuck me hard!"
Marcy couldn't explain why she was so excited by her brother spanking her asscheeks. Each time he slapped her, pussyjuice flowed to the petals of her cunt.
I can't cum this way, Marcy thought. But even as she thought that, she knew she would. The cock pumping in and out of her ass was sending her senses soaring, and the open hands that worked over her asscheeks was spreading a fire through her limbs the likes of which she had ever known.
Tony threw his hips down, reaming out Marcy's asshole. She ground her cunt against the carpeting, the harsh texture of the nylon fabric both thrilling and brutalizing to her red-hot clit.
It was like being stabbed, but Marcy loved it. She breathed deeply, raggedly, fighting against the flood-tide of emotions that threatened to blot out her consciousness.
For the girl it was like everything was in turmoil. Her nipples hurt from being scraped against the carpet, yet they also felt good. The same was true of her burning clit as it grated against the floor of the van. Her asshole felt violated and magnificently filled with a liquid charging, fiery prick burrowing deep into it.
Tony jerked his hips, his arms swinging right and left as he used both hands to slap Marcy's asscheeks. By now her asscheeks were red with multiple imprints of his palms on them. He was breathing with exertion as he ass-fucked her and spanked her simultaneously.
"Cunt! Slut! Dirty cocksucking whore!"
The words seared Marcy's soul as she shivered on the floor of the van, scraping her clit and nipples against the carpeting. Her asscheeks were burning with the beautiful torture they were enduring. Her asshole felt stretched beyond its limits, yet thoroughly and completely filled with her own brother's rampaging cock.
"Don't stop! Please, Tony! Please don't stop!"
Marcy found it impossible to believe the tension in the pit of her stomach. The pleasure/pain she felt was mind-boggling. Grinding her cunt against the carpet as her brother's cock plowed between her asscheeks, stabbing deep into her butt, she came.
"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed as her pussyjuice sluiced out of her cunt, spreading into a stain on the carpet between her quivering thighs.
Each thrust of her brother's cock into her butt, along with the slap of one of his hands, brought a fresh gush of girl-cum from Marcy's pussy. She twitched, her booted feet bouncing on the floor as Tony lunged at her, slamming her down hard, his pelvis pounding against her asscheeks.
When her orgasms subsided, the young blonde was completely exhausted. She laid with her feet together, her arms extended, as Tony slapped her ass, pumped his prick furiously into her asshole, and came.
Hot, thick wads of cum splashed into her butt as Tony reamed out her asshole, fucking her with a manic energy that he'd never known before, reaming out his younger sister's ass with his cock until her bun milked his balls of every last drop of cum they had.
Marcy moaned softly, contentedly, as Tony stretched out on top of her, his heaving chest against her back.
"You are exhausting," Marcy whispered. "I've never been fucked like that before."
A moment later Marcy's heart practically stopped when the side door of the van was slid open and Luke and Sam stepped in, chuckling drunkenly.
"No more," Marcy whispered in a tired voice. "I can't fuck any more."
But she knew she would have to, just as she knew that she would enjoy it.
CHAPTER FOUR
Loni was well aware of the fact that she was a beautiful young girl. This awareness, however, brought no particular comfort to her. It was because of her beautiful face and body that men and boys sought her company, and so often when she was with them, she couldn't control herself.
She had managed to keep her virginity only by giving plenty of hand-jobs. At first Loni did it because her boy friends begged for them. But then, after a while, she started to enjoy the control she had over them when she had a cock in her hand. She would stroke the cocks, sometimes pounding on them hard and fast, other times running her fingertips over them so lightly it was like a feather's caress.
When they came, Loni delighted in the feel and texture of the cum as it raced through the cock, then jetted out into her hands. She had, on one special occasion, allowed a very handsome, sweet and gentle boy to open up her blouse, unhook her bra, and cum on her big, creamy tits.
But Loni had allowed that to happen only once. When she did it, she realized that she really and truly wanted to feel a bone-hard prick stabbing into her cunt, spreading her pussylips and filling her completely. She'd read plenty of tawdry books by the famous authors, and she wanted to feel the experience of fucking for herself instead of just reading about it.
The words Marcy had spoken hadn't left Loni. They hovered about in her mind tantalizing, teasing, always reminding her what she knew she must do.
Loni was going to fuck her father.
She prepared for it slowly and thoughtfully. Only the best for Papa. He would be the man to push his cock into her cunt and take away her virginity and for some reason, Loni thought that was exactly as it should be.
Completely naked, Loni looked at herself in the full-length mirror attached to the back of her bedroom door. She was a bit too short, or so she thought, at five-foot-four. Standing motionless, hands at her sides, she studied herself critically.
Her face was oval-shaped, with high, prominent cheekbones and a rather narrow chin. She had a narrow mouth, but it was very full-lipped which gave her a pouting expression that men found quite endearing.
Loni had large, dark eyes. The deep brawn of her eyes went well with her dark brown hair, which flowed around her head in loose curls, the bangs in front fluffy and bouncy at the line of her eyebrows.
For a girl her age her hips were nicely rounded, and Loni was pleased with that. She didn't have flat hips, like so many girls her age. And between her legs was a sparse patch of almost straight black cunthair. It grew toward the center and Loni had resigned to the fact that she wouldn't have a bushy cunt, like Marcy.