"All right," she said.
"Good," he said. "I'm glad you ain't stupid. Now you just lay back and spread your legs so I can look at your pink pussy."
"Look at them titties," Jake said.
She lay back and spread her legs as she had been directed. Both brothers walked around so that they stood looking at her exposed cunt.
Ralph started unbuckling his trousers so that they dropped around his knees. He wore no shorts. Judy blinked nervously, as she stared at his massive prick jutting up from between his legs. He had a huge organ that she was sure would tear her in half if he fucked her.
"Please," she said. "You'll kill me."
"It hasn't ever killed a woman yet," Ralph said.
He kneeled down between her thighs and she tried to close her legs together. He pushed them apart. He lay down on top of her with his prick pressed against her cuntlips. She felt his swollen knob against her pussy.
"Don't," she said.
"You can handle it, baby," he said.
He pushed and his massive rod started going into her. It was hard. He filled her up so much that it felt as if he was tearing apart her cunt as he entered.
"Oh," she moaned. "It hurts! It hurts! Stop!"
He wouldn't stop. He held down her struggling shoulders as she tried to twist out from under him. She tasted sweat from his body. He kept pushing until his cock was all the way into her cunt.
"Oh dear Jesus!" she cried.
She had never felt anything that filled her up so much. He didn't move as her cunt juices lubricated his cock. She started moving her hips against the penetration of his cock. Her pussy felt hotter than ever as it pound against him.
"See this, Jake." Ralph said. "The little pussy is getting hot."
"They all get hot when you fuck 'em, Ralph," Jake said.
She couldn't help the fires that rocked her body. Soft moans began to escape her throat as she writhed against him. He began to drive his big cock into her with a violence that showed he was approaching his climax.
"Stick your cock in her mouth, Jake," Ralph said. "Make her drink your cum!"
Jake came around to her head and unzipped his trousers. He reached inside and popped his thick cock out. It wasn't as big as Ralph's but it was still a large weapon. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her toward his cock.
"Take it, pretty lady," he said. "Take it and drink my cum."
She opened her lips and he crammed his cock all the way into her throat. She knew that she had never been so humiliated as both men violently fucked her.
"Fuck!" Ralph said. "I'm going! I've got to come! Oh fuck! Ahhhhh fuckkkk!"
Jake's thick rod let go of its hot load at the same moment that Ralph came. She felt the thick cum coming into her mouth and her cunt at the same moment. She swallowed Jake's thick seed just as she felt her own pussy climbing the heights of passion.
"Ummm," she moaned. "Uuuuummm!"
She flooded Ralph's hot cock with her pussy juices as she finished draining the last of Jake's cum from his prick. Nothing had ever tasted as sweet. She pulled her head away only when he started complaining that he was hurting.
"I knew you'd get hot," Ralph said. "I knew you had a hot box."
She looked down and saw the grin on Ralph's face and it made her mad as hell. She grabbed her skirt and buttoned it around her as she started for home.
"That bastard, Randy," she said. "He'll pay for this. He fed me to the wolves, but hell pay. That bastard, Randy!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
The walk back to the house cooled her off a little. Randy had been a bastard but the truth was that she enjoyed the two brothers once they had started fucking her. She had enjoyed their cocks! Perhaps Randy knew her better than she knew herself.
Trish was working in the kitchen when Judy entered the house. Trish turned around and Judy thought she recognized a note of sympathy in her eyes. Sympathy! Judy wanted none of that from Trish.
"I'm going upstairs for a nap," Judy said.
"Yes, Mrs. Bowers," Trish said.
The usual tone of Trish's voice had softened. Judy wondered, as she walked up the stairs, just how much Trish knew about what happened in the woods. Surely Randy had not told her about what went on, but somehow Judy knew that Trish had been told.
Would that account for the sympathetic look?
She wondered where Randy was as she took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. She ran the hot water on her body until the water went cold. Probably Randy was out with Bill. He had a lot of nerve and he would probably think it funny to talk with Bill while Bill's wife was getting raped.
She dried herself off and wrapped the towel round her. She stretched out on the bed and realized that she was sore and bruised in places.
Ralph had been rough with his fucking and he had hurt her a few times. She had been enjoying it too much at the time but now there were a few noticeable purple bruises on her thighs.
She realized someone was standing in her door and she covered herself with the towel.
It was Trish.
"Trish," Judy said. "What are you doing here?"
"Did they hurt you bad?" Trish asked. "I know my brothers can be rough sometimes."
"I don't know what you mean," Judy said. "What are you talking about?"
Trish sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "I know everything, Mrs. Bowers. Randy told me what went on."
"That degenerate bastard," Judy said softly. Trish came over and sat down on the edge of the bat. "My brothers are very rough sometimes. Especially Ralph. He could hurt a girl if she's not careful. I know."
"How do you know?" Judy asked.
She wanted to order Trish out of her room, but there was something interesting in Trish's conversation. Judy wanted to find out how Trish knew so much about her brothers.
"How do you think?" Trish asked tiredly. "I've been fucking my brothers since I was fourteen."
"God!" Judy gasped. "You poor baby."
"They raped me," Trish said. "I didn't know very much about sex then. I knew that boys were always looking at me, and that I was bigger up here than most girls. But I didn't expect to be raped by my own brothers."
"You poor baby," Judy said again.
"That's how I know they can be rough," Trish said. "Of course, I don't really blame them. They're just boys. When boys see a girl with big boobs they just go crazy."
"I've always wondered about you," Judy admitted. "About why you still lived with your brothers and why you weren't married."
"Marriage," Trish said. "I don't want to get married. My brothers made me crazy about sex. I can't help it. I wouldn't be able to stay with one man. I'm a little like you."
"Like me?" Judy questioned.
Judy began to feel a little bit of her old resentment against Trish. How dare Trish compare herself to Judy? Judy had education and she was a lady.
"Yes," Trish said. "You like sex too. A man can see it in your eyes."
"I don't believe I like this," Judy said coldly. "I think you'd better go now. There's work to be done."
Trish ran a hand through her blonde hair. She is pretty, Judy thought. In a vulgar way. And those large titties. Judy found her gaze drawn down to where the pink outlines of her nipples showed through her thin blouse.
"Do you think my tits are pretty?" Trish asked.
"What?"
Judy was shocked out of her fascination with Trish's large titties. She moved away from Trish on the bed. Being unfaithful to her husband with men was bad enough but talking about how pretty another woman's titties were was disgusting.
"No," Judy said. "What made you say something like that? That's awful."
"I see you looking at them," Trish said.
"I do not," Judy said.
"You do, you know." Trish ran her hand again through her blonde hair. "But I don't mind. I think it's nice that you think they're pretty."