She could feel her clitoris growing steadily, pushing well out from under its equally swollen foreskin.
She would later think of her horniness as a blessing in disguise.
There was no telling how much Larry would have hurt her if he had tried to fuck her while she was as dry as a bone.
She could feel her nipples start to burn and she saw that they too had grown larger and harder with her horniness.
She could no longer feel her toes, and she realized that the only part of her body that she could move was her head.
She could shake her head wildly from side to side whenever she pleased, and if she really struggled she could lift the back of her head from the bed a couple of inches, but this put a great strain on her neck and wasn't worth the effort.
Larry pulled his black leather belt out of all of the belt loops and folded it in half so that he was holding it by the buckle end.
He cracked the strap across his cupped palm a couple of times making a sound that reminded the virgin of firecrackers on the Fourth of July.
Larry thought about whipping her.
It seemed like fun.
But he knew he would leave marks.
He didn't want to cover her with welts.
Larry didn't want the folks to find out what he had done to his sister.
Instead the boy threw the strap aside and it scuttled across the floor, coming to a rest near his crumpled, sweat-soaked tee-shirt.
The boy could feel his cock reach full engorgement inside his pants, feeling like it was going to burst out of his underwear and jeans.
The swollen prick felt horribly cramped inside his pants and he knew that it would spring to attention the second he released it from its jail.
He quickly unbuttoned the top button of his jeans.
He grabbed the zipper to his fly between thumb and forefinger.
Tamara could see the huge bulge in the crotch of his blue jeans.
She gasped in anticipation as he prepared to expose himself.
Larry pulled the zipper to his fly all the way to the bottom.
He then hooked his thumbs under the top of his jeans and the elastic to his white underwear simultaneously.
He hitched them down together, kicking off his sneakers in the process, and his dong came popping out like some kind of horny jack-in-the-box.
Tamara could feel her tear-filled eyes going wide with awe as she got her first glimpse of Larry's manhood.
The little girl realized that she had grossly underestimated how large a human male member would be.
She could see that his prick was a full nine inches long, and thick enough to stretch her cunt painfully.
She could feel her attitude toward the rape changing rapidly, and she began to pant wildly with desire.
Her tiny youthful breasts heaved up and down with her rib-cage, and her heart began to pound loudly.
She could feel her cold sweat begin to warm as her terror eased and her incestuous lust grew in leaps and bounds.
Larry could tell that his sister was pleased with the sight of his cock, but this knowledge only worked as a catalyst for his sadism.
He pulled his pants and underwear completely off.
He kicked his bottoms away with the toe of his right foot.
Now Larry was just as naked as his baby sister, and she couldn't take her eyes off of his crotch.
Tamara could tell that her cunt would be fully engorged and thoroughly lubricated by the time Larry got around to sticking that rod inside her. She could tell that her own body had prepared itself for the rape, and the mind was just a little behind.
Soon her mind would be just as in tune with her sexuality as her body, and she would be whimpering for his cock.
This pleased the sadistic older brother a great deal.
Larry wanted his baby sister to beg for his prick.
The boy climbed up on the bed so that he could suck Tamara's nipples and then go down on her pussy.
He wasn't all that interested in giving Tamara pleasure.
He was curious to find out what she tasted like.
He had gotten a good look at her pink poontang before.
He thought that it looked like the most delicious cunt he had ever seen.
He loved the way the flesh turned fiery when it was swollen.
He loved the way her golden pubies grew all around the slit.
He wanted to plunge his tongue deep inside his sister's cooze.
He wasn't in the mood to be patient however. The boy was anxious to get his rocks off and he wanted to spill his seed deep inside her cunt.
Larry sprawled out on the bed on his side so that he could shower Tamara's heaving breasts with tiny peck kisses.
He quickly took the right nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it as hard as he could, tugging upward with his mouth.
Tamara could feel all of the skin around that nipple being pulled tight and her tit was being made to look pointy.
She was never very good at being an actress, she knew.
There was no point in her pretending that she didn't like it.
Tamara did nothing to stifle her sharp moan of pleasure.
Larry sucked at the nipple and flicked the tip of his tongue across it lightly and quickly at the same time.
Then he began to bite.
He bit hard.
He filled her with agony.
But the pain aided her pleasure.
Her cunt went berserk!
Tamara could feel her nipple growing larger than it had been even when she had been masturbating that afternoon.
They were even larger than they had been when Golden Flash licked at them out by the creek in the woods.
Larry pulled on the nipple with the rosebud clenched between his teeth so hard that the little girl thought he would tear it right off her tit.
He then released the nipple, and Tamara could tell that it wouldn't be long before it began to discolor.
She could tell that her nipple would turn all black and blue within a matter of hours – badly bruised.
He repeated the process with the other nipple and both erections were sore by the time he finished with her breasts.
Larry began to kiss his way slowly down the flat plain of his baby sister's soft belly toward her cunt.
He traced a wet line around the petite blonde's bellybutton with the tip of his tongue and she moaned.
Tamara was still shaking her head slowly from side to side as if she were saying no again and again.
But Larry could tell by this point that she didn't mean no at all.
The older boy could tell that the little girl needed his cock just as much as he needed her pussy.
Soon the boy had positioned himself so that his head was between her slim parted thighs, and he was looking right at the exposed flesh of her quim.
He blew cool air onto her pussy and smiled when he saw the flesh between her legs quiver with desire.
He began to kiss at the insides of her thighs, sniffing at the flesh, loving the scent of her dripping pussy.
The little girl could feel the natural lubrication begin to drip from her slit for the umpteenth time that day.
Larry sucked at portions of Tamara's inner thighs that looked particularly delicious to him, making sloppy sounds in his mouth.
He then nipped at the flesh.
Then he bit harder.
Soon her thighs were covered with angry red teeth marks.
Tamara found herself struggling against her stringent bondage even though she didn't have a prayer of escape.
"How does your cunt feel?" Larry asked, his own panting altering the pitch and volume of his voice.
"My pussy is on fire, Larry. I am so hot I feel like I am going to explode down there at any second," she said.
This was not only the truth, Tamara knew, but it was good politics.
She wanted to flatter her brother as much as her conscience would allow.
In this way she hoped to sooth her brother's anger a little bit.
She wanted to keep him from wanting to hurt her. She knew that she would get a lot further with sugar than vinegar.
"It smells great!!!" Larry exclaimed, moving his nose so that it was only a fraction of an inch from her love button.