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The junkyard family

PART ONE

Keri giggled into her palm, unsuccessfully hiding her reaction to Lauren Henderson's dilemma. She wasn't alone of course. Brenda and Amy were giggling too. The three of them stood a little apart from their friend as she tried to find a way of turning down Lorne Cunningham's invitation to a movie without hurting his feelings too much.

The four of them, along with two dozen other teenagers, were waiting for the bus home, the number eight, which wound its way through Kemmingham's less prosperous suburbs on its way to and from downtown and the airport.

Keri went to St. Patrick High, a reasonably good school, surrounded on one side by private and semi-detached homes and on the other by townhouse projects populated by the lower middle class and a sprinkling of welfare recipients.

Keri didn't live in either area, which marked her as something of an oddball. She'd had to fight that since she'd started here a few years ago, and had largely succeeded in becoming "in" with the right people. That was a major accomplishment, considering she lived in a garbage dump and had a jockette suspected of lesbianism for a sister.

Lauren returned to the little group, rolling her eyes in the air as the others broke out in open giggling.

"What did you tell him?" Amy demanded.

"I told him my grandparents were visiting this week and I had to stay around the house."

"Brilliant."

"Not really. He asked me about next week."

"What'd you say then?" Brenda asked.

"I said I didn't want to commit myself to dates that far off in case something came up."

"He'll just ask you next week," Keri said.

"I know. God! You'd think he'd take a hint."

"I think he's kind of cute," Amy sighed.

"He's a goof!" Brenda snorted.

"He's a little geek!" Laurel scowled.

"He can't be worse than Dennis Howe," Amy giggled. She set off the others, even Laurel, who'd had the misfortune to have gone out with Dennis last month and barely escaped with her thinking processes intact.

The bus arrived then and the four of them joined the crowd before the door. The boys pushed in ahead, as usual, except for Mike Hooper and Tommy Jones, who wound up right behind Keri. She tapped Amy on the shoulder and pointed behind her. Amy rolled her eyes and grimaced.

Keri stepped up the stairs finally, knowing without any doubt whatsoever that the guys' eyes were locked onto her ass and trying to see up under her miniskirt. She ignored them and followed the others down the narrow aisle to the back.

The bus filled up quickly and then started up. Keri was wedged in tightly between Amy and Tommy, not a good place to be since Tommy was a noted pervert. The bus lurched and bounced through the poorly paved streets, and Keri found herself pressed hard into Amy's side, her right breast squashed against the short blonde's upper arm.

Tommy was pressed into her too, though it was his crotch not his chest. He looked casual but Keri knew he wasn't doing anything to keep himself away.

Amy leaned forward, putting her hand over her mouth and against Keri's ear. "See if you can give him a hard-on," she said.

Keri drew back, laughing and shaking her head at Amy. She leaned forward and put her mouth against the blonde's ear. "You cocktease!" she accused her friend.

Amy grinned and nodded, then pushed her backwards against Tommy.

"Forget it!" Keri said.

"Chicken!" Amy taunted.

"I don't want his dick pushing against me!"

"It's not like he can do anything about it."

"You do it."

"You're there. Besides, I'm wearing these." She meant her baggy green pants.

Amy's eyes were challenging as she looked back at her friend. Keri sighed in defeat. This was a kind of game with them and it wasn't really possible to refuse a challenge. She pursed her lips and turned slightly to bring her ass more fully against Tommy's groin. Slowly, pretending it was the bus and not her, she worked her behind back in little slapping motions against Tommy. Several times she pressed herself hard against him, then kind of rubbed her ass from side to side. It didn't take more than a minute for Tommy's pants to sport a very hard bulge.

The little white mini she was wearing was extremely thin and she could easily feel his erection pressed against her ass. She could even feel its size and direction. It was laying down his right leg, pressed into her right buttock.

She moved a little to the right to bring his cock right up against the center of her ass, right over her ass crack and pushed back hard just as the bus bumped upward. She ignored Tommy completely of course.

Amy watched him out of the corner of her eye, also pretending to ignore him.

The bus had emptied out a little by now and Lauren and Brenda moved back to find seats. Amy grabbed Keri's wrist and pulled her after them. Tommy quickly pulled his bag over in front of his pants. His face looked flushed and hot.

Keri sat down in one of the side facing seats next to Amy, and the two of them commenced giggling madly. Brenda demanded an explanation and then started chortling as Amy whispered it. She turned and whispered to Lauren who opened her mouth in delighted reproach. They all looked at Tommy, who was just leaving through the back door. Amy whispered something to Brenda who passed it on to Amy who whispered it to Keri.

"Lauren says he missed his stop. He should have gotten off about five stops back!" She chortled gleefully.

"Boys are all sex fiends," Keri sighed.

"You just discovered that?" Amy grinned.

"Not hardly." She crossed her legs, looking frostily at the middle-aged man across from her, who was staring at them. His attention wasn't on her face so he missed the look.

Brenda got off with Lauren, then a few stops later Amy said goodbye and pulled the cord. Keri was left alone in the mostly empty bus as it made its way further south to the largely empty industrial area around the airport. She spotted the big steel fence around her father's junkyard and yanked the bell cord, then got off. The street was pretty empty. There was nothing on the other side but waist high grass and a few trees.

Her father's junk yard, or "Salvage Center" as it said on the twenty foot high fence, occupied almost the entire street and went back at least a block. It was an enormous area, filled mostly with junked cars and small metal sheds and shacks, along with all the huge, noisy machinery necessary to turn a big family stationwagon into a two-foot-square block of metal.

Keri walked in through the big gate and passed around the tall piles of treadless rubber tires and a giant sea of mud, then walked down a narrow lane lined with automotive parts. She walked into the big steel and wood "shop" that held her home.

In front, was a giant 8-bay garage, packed with junked old cars and the pieces of hundreds of others. Through this mess was where she and her family lived – a small wing of nine rooms that kept her father, four brothers and sister, as well as her. It wasn't exactly a palace. In fact, it was an incredibly ugly building that was freezing in winter and roasting in summer.

The only redeeming thing about it was that she had her own room. Her little sister, Jody had her own room, too. Her brothers shared their bedrooms, two in each.

Her dad had sold their "real" house when their mother had died about three years ago. He'd built this addition to the big, barn-like garage and moved them all in. It was kind of an interesting place, at least it had been when she was a kid. Now she was embarrassed to bring anyone here. It was like living in a giant, ramshackle corrugated shed.

She passed Jason, bent over one of the cars in the garage, and went in through the little door marked "Employees Only." That was basically their front door. She walked down the narrow hallway to the so-called living room and threw her bag on the chesterfield.

There was nobody there, as usual. Her dad, Jason, Mark, and Joe were all out working in the yard. Steve was still at school. She turned and went down another hall to her bedroom, then went into her own room and closed the door.

It hadn't been easy fitting in at St. Patrick's, living where she did. She was still considered a little weird by some people.

She flicked on the television, and clicked the remote control to the music station. Her dad had put together a satellite dish a while ago, and hooked it up to the televisions in the house. They never lacked for any kind of electronic toys, that was certain.

They never lacked for cars either, at least, the boys didn't. All four of her brothers had cars, and her dad had three. All of them had been junked by somebody but rebuilt by her dad and brothers. It had taken her a lot of whining and yelling before they'd finally put one together for her and it had never run properly, which was why she usually took the bus to school.

Her father was a chauvinist pig of the first order, a blue collar, hard working sexist pig who thought women were for the kitchen and the bedroom. He had been surprised she'd even wanted a car. Surely she could get a boy to drive her around, he'd said.

She sighed, and stripped off her mini skirt and blouse. Her brothers had taken after her dad, which made it practically impossible for a girl to live around here. There wasn't any alternative though, not if she wanted to finish high school and go to college.

She wasn't sure what she was going to take in college, something involving paperwork that would get her a high paying white collar job. She didn't intend to work with her hands like her father did and her mother had. She hated her father, and wasn't terribly fond of her brothers, either. She had no intention of working at some "Chicken Delight" for minimum wage for the rest of her life, however. And she certainly didn't want to stay home and do the "paperwork" for her father's business.

She stripped off her bra and panties and walked over to the dresser. She picked up a brush and began running it through her hair, examining herself in the mirror as she did. Perhaps her looks were one of the reasons why her father and brothers refused to take her seriously. They were all so ignorant and sexist that they figured any pretty girl with big breasts, a small waist, and long legs must be a dumb, helpless bimbo.

She rubbed a hand under her right breast, cupping the malleable orb gently. She had big boobs all right – thirty-eight-D's. They were round and heavy on her chest, and attracted boys like honey did flies.

She had a gently curving waist, nicely sized hips, and a pair of magnificent legs. She turned casually. Her ass was pretty good too, she noted.

Her best feature though, was, she thought, her hair. It was long and luxuriously thick. It fell around her pretty face and dainty shoulders in cascading waves of coppery brown. She smiled, posing for the mirror. She was hot-looking, knew it, accepted it with a kind of casual nonchalance, and coped with the results as best she could. That meant a lot of wrestling with boys who thought like her family – that a girl with big tits was an easy make.

She put on a robe and sunglasses, picked up a radio and suntan lotion, and walked down the hall to the narrow stairway that led way up to the roof.

The roof was a good fifty feet above the yard, and covered in little stones and tarpaper. She set her things down and pulled out the lawnchair she kept up here, then unfolded it and took off her robe. She propped a two by four under the doorknob to keep any of her brothers from coming up and settled down to get an all over tan.

She picked up the lotion and spilled it onto her palm, then slowly began rubbing it onto her body. She oiled up her shoulders and chest, rolling her hand in slow circles over her breasts until they gleamed in the sunlight. She poured some on her legs and ran her hand up and down the long, lithe limb, then did the same to the other. She lay back and poured some on her belly, sighing as the coolish liquid pooled and then dribbled down over her belly button and into her pubic hair.

Her hand went to her crotch, catching the oil before it slid off. She started rubbing it over her belly, then down her hips and thighs. Her oiled hand glided across her soft warm skin, sliding down between her legs to rub easily across her pubic mound. He fingers felt the shallow indentation of her cleft as they passed over it. She straightened her index finger and pressed it between her pussy-lips, sawing it back and forth indifferently.

She thought about Tommy Jones and what she'd done on the bus. She knew, she absolutely, positively knew, that he would masturbate while thinking about her, that he would jerk-off as he fucked her senseless in his mind. She wondered if he'd do it in the shower after school or wait until he went to bed tonight. Maybe he was jerking-off even now, thinking about her beneath him, legs spread, breasts swollen…

The idea excited her. She was used to boys and men lusting after her by now, but the way she could turn them on without even trying still filled her with a kind of egotistical pride. She knew from living with her four brothers the way boys thought and acted.

Probably every boy in her class at school had jacked-off while fantasizing about fucking her. Why, she'd been fucked silly by dozens of boys who had never even touched her. It had been done in their minds, where she was helpless and cock-hungry. She wondered sometimes, about what they did to her while fantasizing.

Once, after she'd actually fucked Mike Allan, she'd asked him if he'd ever jerked-off while thinking about her. He'd gotten kind of red, but admitted he had, not once, not twice, but dozens of times – even before he had ever dated her. That had been an eye-opener. He'd been reluctant to tell her what images he'd played out in his mind, but had admitted that she'd been all kinds of things, whore, prostitute, rape victim, nurse, teacher, secretary, and policewoman among others. They'd done the dirty deed in every imaginable position, in all kinds of unlikely places. None of them had come close to matching the actual event, he'd assured her.

He wouldn't be any more specific. She would have liked a detailed description of at least one of the fantasies. Had he tied her spreadeagled on a big bed and then fucked her mercilessly? Maybe. Maybe he'd taken her on her hands and knees like a bitch dog in heat.

Her hand had been unconsciously working at her crotch while she was thinking. It was rubbing back and forth over her glistening, oily pussy mouth, her finger sliding back and forth between her tight cuntlips as she daydreamed. She found that she was getting turned-on by thinking about Tommy, and Mike, and the ways they'd used and abused her in their fantasies.

How many times, she wondered, rubbing harder at her crotch, had the boys she knew made love to her? Had she screamed and howled in ecstasy as they'd poled her?

She dug her middle finger in deeper, sliding it into her tight little pussy to the first joint, dipping it in and out. She pulled both her legs off the lawnchair, pulling them apart to open up her crotch even more. Her finger pushed deeper, wiggling in to the second joint.

She wished she could read their minds. What was Tommy doing now? What was he thinking?

She imagined him in the shower, his cock, an enormous hard erection, covered in soap as his hands worked back and forth over it.

She'd seen Joe last month jerking off in the shower. He hadn't locked the door and she'd snuck in to get her make-up case. The curtain had had a six inch wide crack between it and the wall. She'd been unable to resist, and had peaked in.

Joe had been leaning back against the wall, his eyes closed. Both his hands were folded around his cock as he rubbed them back and forth. His cock had been big, but not huge. It had been very hard though, with the little helmet bloated out at the end.

She imagined Tommy doing that now, jerking off his hard cock while he thought about her. She guessed she was down on her hands and knees, him behind her, his cock ramming into her cunt from the rear.

She closed her eyes as the image rolled through her.

Her finger pushed into the knuckle in her cunt as she rubbed her other fingers over her clitty and mound. She squeezed her greasy breasts, mashing them from side to side. Her hips started to slowly hump upward against her finger, which as deep inside her and wriggling around like a snake.

She started pumping the finger in and out of her twat, moving it easily as the suntan lotion on her cunt was pushed inside her by her deep-dipping finger. She slid a second finger into her cunt, humping harder against them as she imagined all the boys in class jerking off while fantasizing about her.

She gripped her left nipple between her thumb and finger and rolled it around. It was long and hard, pointed towards the sky as her aroused body made her breasts expand and harden.

All the boys in class were with her then, forming a huge ring around her naked body, fighting to possess her. Cocks touched her all over, hard erections that rubbed against her arms and face and breasts and belly an back and thighs and legs as the boys crowded around.

Then there was a cock in her mouth and another in her cunt, both pumping madly away. Hands caressed her body, squeezing and fondling her all over as the excited boys crowded around. One after another stuck their hard organs into her body and pumped her, then spewed forth a long gushing fountain of sperm.

She was fucked continuously, her belly filling with sperm, her body cumming and cumming as the boys gang banged her without relief.

***

Mark swung the hammer again, cursing as the joint refused to give.

"Try it from your side," he said.

Joe clambered up the far side of the long crane and pounded with the long hammer he held. Still it refused to give. They needed this crane to lift the cars up and drop them onto the pile. If they couldn't fix it themselves, they'd have to call in a repair guy from the company, which would cost a fortune.

Mark wiped his dirty hand across his sweating forehead, shaking his head tiredly. He looked around the yard as Joe hammered on the other side again. The view from up there was terrific, not that there was much to see. It certainly wasn't worth climbing up the long length of the crane's arm for a look.

He glanced out near the back, where his dad was busy working with the crusher. He'd be awfully pissed off if they couldn't fix this fuckin' thing.

"Hey, Mark! Take a look over there!" Joe's voice was amused.

Mark looked around the crane at him, then back to the garage where he was pointing. At first, he didn't know what he was talking about, then he looked upward onto the roof. They were slightly higher than the roof here, and he could see that someone was on it, a girl, a naked girl.

He whistled under his breath and laughed. It was Keri, sunbathing in the nude from the look of things.

"Think she can hear us from here?" he chortled.

"She might jump off the roof!" Joe snickered.

Mark watched for another few seconds, before turning back to the crane's arm. Goddamn, his sister had some fucking body, he thought.

"Hey, look at that!" Joe sounded startled and a little excited.

"Would you stop peeping at your little sister?" Mark growled.

"She's jerkin' off!"

"What?" He turned around and looked. Keri was lying flat on a lawnchair. He could see her legs were pulled apart, her feet off the sides of the chair. Her hands were in her crotch and… on her big tits! He swallowed in surprise as he saw her ass humping up and down, doing slow circles on the chair. Oh, God! It was almost too much to watch!

As the two of them watched, spellbound, Keri's back arched, rising high, her body bowing and holding still for an agonizing long moment. Then she dropped flat and lay still as death.

They continued to watch for almost a full minute, as if turned to stone. Then Mark cleared his throat and tore his eyes away.

"Get back to work, Joe," he growled.

"Shit! Did you see her…"

"I said, get the fuck back to work!" Mark snapped. He hammered at the joint with his mallet, trying to ignore the immense boner in his pants, and trying not to think of his little sister.

***

Keri lay there in the sun for most of an hour before finally picking up her things and going back downstairs. She never saw her brothers. She put her robe on. It was a cheap one, and she'd wash it later, then went downstairs again.

She got a towel and went to the bathroom to shower off. It was locked. She sighed and leaned against the wall. There was a thump off to her left, and a few seconds later Jody rushed past, flung her bag into the living room and went into the kitchen.

Jody was almost as bad as the others, Keri thought. The jerks at school were wrong to think she was a lesbian. She didn't know how she knew that, but she was certain of it.

Jody was a tomboy all right, there was no doubt about that. Keri was sure she wasn't hot for girls, though. But she didn't think Jody was hot for boys, either. She didn't think Jody cared about anything but sports. The little twerp was on every freaking sports team the school had!

Jody came out of the kitchen, holding a sandwich. She waved at Keri, her mouth full of food, and went into her room, banging the door shut. Keri shook her head. When she'd been Jody's age, she'd already been out dating seniors. Jody didn't date at all.

Maybe, she thought, if the little jerk would wear decent clothes, instead of those sweatpants, sweatshirts, and jeans an sneakers she always wore. The jeans weren't even tight or designer jeans. The ones she wore would have fit a boy as well as a girl.

The shame of it was that Jody was cute, not sexy, drop dead, glamour girl hot, but cute nevertheless. A small pert nose, lightly freckled at the top, big blue eyes, and short, but really nice golden blonde hair. She had a pretty decent body too, if Keri was any judge of things, and she was. It wasn't as good as hers of course, but it was plenty good enough to attract the boys, if the kid would only wear the kind of clothes that would let them notice, and not those dull baggy things.

Last week, the two of them had had to help their brothers around the yard. Donald Morgan had dropped by then, his eyes had passed over Jody quickly, like all her boyfriends, then had shot back so fast it was a wonder he hadn't given himself whiplash.

It had been hot, and the work heavy. Jody had been wearing a pair of shorts and a thin sleeveless t-shirt tied under her breasts like a halter. There had been absolutely no disguising the fact that she was female on that day. Her smaller, but round breasts stuck out against the thin cotton, her nipples little points against the yellow material. Her figure was thin, but hourglass shaped, designed to catch the boys' eyes.

Don had been astonished.

Jody had ignored him, answering his attempts to strike up a conversation with casual indifference and moving off with a load of garbage. It was as if the stupid girl hadn't even noticed the way he'd been looking at her. Don had watched her round little ass until she turned a corner, then moved over to where Keri'd been pretending not to have seen him.

The bathroom door finally opened, jerking her out of her reverie.

Mark came out. He looked startled as he saw her, his eyes widening in a double-take.

Keri looked down at herself to see if her robe had come open or something.

"What?" she demanded.

"Nothing," he said, looking away. He walked past her and down to the kitchen.

Weird, she thought to herself. She went into the bathroom and closed the door, then tossed her robe in the far corner and turned on the shower. It only took a few minutes to wash the suntan oil off herself.

She was careful not to get her hair wet. It would take her an hour to dry it properly and she'd have to do that again tomorrow morning anyway. She turned off the water and pulled the towel down off the hook, then rubbed herself dry. She was about to reach for her robe when she remembered that it would be covered in oil. She tsked, and wrapped the towel around herself instead. It was big enough to cover her boobs and behind… but just.

She opened the door and walked down to her room. She passed Joe, who also stared at he strangely. What was with these guys anyway? Maybe she'd gotten sunburned in the face or something. She turned around to ask him but then Steve came around the corner, almost colliding with her.

"Watch where you're going!" she groused.

"Don't block the hall, Miss Beauty Queen."

"Up yours!" she sniffed, turning back to her room.

She felt his hands on the back of the towel, but before she could grab it, he'd pulled hard, tearing the thing off her and leaving her naked.

Keri screamed and ran into her room, her hands trying to cover her big, fleshy, bouncing breasts and crotch at the same time.

She couldn't, of course, cover her firm, prefectly-round ass, which was facing Steven. He laughed uproariously as she ran into her room and slammed the door behind her.

PART TWO

It was Keri's job to get dinner, of course. Jody had to help, but the girl was hopeless in the kitchen and mostly did the cleaning up. It pissed Keri off that the boys could just come in and sit down, while she had to do all the work; but her father was unmovable. They were men. They worked hard all day. Hell, Steven just went to school like her and Jody.

She resisted the temptation to toss the mashed potatoes in Steven's face when she brought them in and set them down on the table. He grinned cockily at her and she glared fiercely.

"Jody, take off that hat," her dad ordered.

Jody looked up at the baseball cap she wore and sighed, then took it off and threw it across the room onto a chair.

"No hats at the table. How many times I have to tell you guys that?" he demanded, ignoring the fact that Jody was a girl, as he often did.

"You and Joe get that crane working?" he asked Mark.

"Yeah. We had a bitch of a time doing it, though."

"Watch your language around your sisters!"

Her brothers were all big guys, the smallest still over six feet tall, but her dad was the biggest. He had an enormous barrel chest that came from lifting and hauling heavy objects every day for year after year. His skin was tanned darkly. His hair was short but neatly combed for dinner, as always.

The boys did what he said more because they knew he could beat the shit out of them then because he owned and ran the salvage yard they worked at and was their dad.

They were a crude, rude, chauvinistic bunch, Keri thought, but at least her dad had some manners.

She returned to get the rest of the food, noting that Joe was looking at her oddly again. She wondered what that was about. She'd checked herself in the mirror. She didn't look odd or weird.

"I got made co-captain of the basketball team," Jody announced.

"Well, good for you," her dad said.

"Huh! Girls' basketball," Steve sniffed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jody glared.

"How could you even make a basketball team, short stuff?" Mark grinned.

"I'm not short, okay!" She was exactly five feet three, no matter how she tried to exaggerate it.

"You ain't no giant," Jason laughed.

"Midget basketball," Steve chortled.

"Fuck you guys!" Jody snapped.

"I said watch your language at the table, and I meant you too Missy!" her dad growled.

"Sorry," she said, not sounding very.

Keri dropped the last of the food on the table and sat down next to Jody.

"Why do you keep wasting your time on all those sport things?" she sighed. "You could have plenty of boyfriends if you'd give it half a chance."

"Boyfriends? She's too young for boyfriends," her dad said, confusedly.

"Oh, Daddy. You're so silly," Keri groaned.

"I don't want any stupid boyfriend!" Jody glared fiercely.

"Who'd want to be your boyfriend?" Steve laughed.

"Some little midget boy," Joe taunted.

"She's too young to be dating," her father stubbornly maintained.

"Daddy, she's almost 15. I was dating when I was her age. Hell, I was dating years before I was her age."

"That's cause you got big boobs," Steve sneered. He didn't dare say "tits" around their father.

"Up yours!" Keri answered.

"Jody ain't got no boobs," he laughed. "Nobody'd want to date her."

"You shut your yap, boy!" her father said, slapping the table. "All of you shut up and eat."

***

After dinner, Keri went to her room to study. She intended to get a scholarship to a university. She knew her old man had enough money to pay her way if he wanted to, but she didn't think he would. He hadn't for the boys, not that they'd shown any signs of wanting to go, anyway. If she got a scholarship, she figured she'd be able to prove to everybody that she wasn't some dumb, big-chested bimbo. Maybe then they'd start taking her seriously and stop treating her as a sex object.

***

Jody finally finished doing the dishes and threw the towel down in disgust. Everyone else had long since left the kitchen and dining room, going about their own rotten business while she'd been stuck here slaving away – as usual. She gave a low curse and walked out into the hall.

She saw Jason slouching on the couch watching a wrestling show on the TV. There wasn't any sign of anyone else. She walked down to the bedrooms, passing Keri's closed door.

She glanced at her watch. It was still pretty early. If she hurried, she could have a shower and go out and meet the guys for a little poker before it got too late.

She grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. She looked at herself wryly as she stripped off her sweatshirt and pants, then skimmed out of her jockey shorts and halter bra. She wished she'd been born a boy. Boys got everything they wanted. They had everything easy.

She sighed and turned on the water, then stepped into the shower, thinking about the game tomorrow with Markham High. She was the best scorer on the field hockey team, and knew she'd wipe out the Markham team.

After a quick ten minute shower, she turned off the water and stepped out onto the floor, dripping water. She wiped her hair and body quickly, then grabbed the blow dryer. In another five minutes her short hair was combed dry and more or less neat. She was almost finished when there was a tap on the door.

"Gimmie a couple of minutes," she called out.

"Open the door," her father called.

Shit!

She pulled on her pants and slipped the sweatshirt over her head, then turned and pulled the door open, tossing her head to get the bangs out of her eyes. Her dad pushed her back and stepped inside, then closed the door behind him. He moved against her, his arms going around her and pulling her against him.

"Dadddeee!" she complained.

His hands grabbed her behind, squeezing her firm-but-soft ass cheeks through her pants. His lips came down hard on hers, mashing against them wetly. His tongue pushed against her lips, sliding between and into her mouth. He pushed her backwards against the counter, his hands roving quickly all over her body.

"I… I gotta go," she whined. "I'm supposed to meet some people."

"They kin wait," he gasped. "I won't take long."

His mouth slid down her throat, his teeth nipping and chewing on her tender flesh. His hand slid into her pants and cupped her pussy mound firmly, squeezing upwards.

"Unggghhh…" she gasped as he squeezed harder.

His mouth covered hers again, his tongue sliding back and forth between their lips as he rolled them against hers. His hand slid up from her crotch and up under her sweatshirt, shoving it upward over her breasts. He bent and kissed her right nipple, then sucked it into his mouth and suckled heavily. He squeezed her breast as he sucked it, sliding his hand up and down her smooth, flat belly and under the elastic of her pants to cup her crotch again. He rubbed his hand back and forth over her pussy, then stiffened a finger and thrust it up inside her.

Jody was pushed backwards across the counter, her legs kicking out sideways as she sought to maintain her balance. Her cunt was wide open and vulnerable as her dad began to pump his finger in and out of her. His thumb flicked over her clit, sending jolts of sexual energy into her frame.

He bit down on her nipple, holding it between his teeth as he pulled his head back. He pinched the nipple, pulling it outward, stretching it painfully and distending her small soft breast.

"That hurts!" she groaned, trying to push his face away.

He would have no resistance from her, however. He seized both her wrists and pulled them above her head, holding them tightly together in one big hand as he continued to paw and fondle her lithe young body.

Her ass cheeks ground into the sharp edge of the counter as he lifted her off the floor and pulled her pants down. He jerked them over her knees and off, throwing them on the floor. Then his hands were on her hips, lifting her forward off the counter and quickly twirling her around. He grabbed her sweatshirt and jerked it up and off in one quick motion, leaving her naked. He pushed her forward across the counter, his foot kicking her legs apart.

"Spread those legs, baby," he panted, his eyes staring at her gorgeously proportioned ass cheeks.

He caressed them reverently, his hard, callused hands scraping across her flawlessly white, fleecy soft skin. He slapped his hand down suddenly, squeezing his fingers tightly as he grabbed a fistful of her meaty ass and laughed in pleasure.

"You got a sweet little ass here, honey," he snickered.

He pulled out his cock. It was ten inches long and several inches thick. He'd seen guys with longer cocks in his life, though not many, but he'd never seen any with a thicker boner than his own. He pointed the head at his daughter's tight little blonde cunt opening and jammed it forward. He grunted in satisfaction as he felt her pulpy cunt meat press against his cock head. He rubbed the head up and down her slit several times, pressing deep, then centered it against her hole and pushed forward.

Jody gasped in pain as the thickness of his massive cock pried her cuntlips open and began to work its way into her body. She gripped her fingers in tight fists against the counter top as the air hissed through her teeth. Her little cunt lips spread and spread before the relentless forward drive of her father's massive cock head. It buried itself fully between her tightly stretch cuntlips and lay there throbbing with power for a few seconds, then the assault continued as it moved forward into her cunt tunnel.

She felt the thick cock tool cleaving her tight elastic tunnel, forcing it far apart as it slowly drove into her hole. Inch after inch after inch slid forward, moving down the length of her fuck tunnel to the very end of her cunt hole. It pressed against her cervix and still moved forward, cramming more of itself inside her until she felt her dad's big round hairy balls pressing against her crotch.

He sighed in pleasure, his hands sliding over her ass meat, squeezing and rubbing the soft skin. His hands moved upward, rubbing up and down her back, then moving onto her shoulders. He gripped her shoulders and pulled her upward off the counter, jerking her upper body up and back against him.

The edge of the counter dug into her hips as she perched precariously on her toes, legs spread wide. Her father hunched forward slightly, spreading his legs to keep himself at her level. His hands gripped her waist tightly, then slid around under her arms, and cupped her breasts tightly.

He began to mash and squeeze them roughly, for he wasn't a gentle man. Even his slow entry so far was more out of necessity, caused by her tightness, than out of any consideration for her. Jim Conner had never known or been taught to give consideration to his sexual partners. His sex had always been fast and rough, with his girlfriends, with his wife, and then after she'd died, with Jody. It really didn't matter that much to him that she was his daughter. Their fucking had begun almost as an accident, when he was tired and drunk and she'd come home late from a date, stoned on grass for the first time.

What had started as a spanking, with her across his knees and his hands cracking down on her bare buns, had changed to fondling, then finger-fucking, then an all-out, balls-deep doggie fuck. He'd put her on her hands and knees and rammed himself into her from behind. It had been an almost natural act to him, taking a woman as she ought to be took. He probably wouldn't have thought about doing it with his own daughter had the circumstances not conspired against them. She'd been too dazed to put up a fight or even protest.

After that night, though, well, the damage had been done. She wasn't no virgin anymore, and he saw no reason why he shouldn't be able to poke her now and then when the mood struck him. She had a fine little body after all, and he thought it would be kind of a waste for it to go around unused now that it wasn't virginal.

Now he jammed his fuck tool high up inside his daughter's belly, luxuriating in her cunt's tight squeezing action around his shaft and the tight grip of her cuntlips around the base of his pole.

He drew back, pulling the long, fat length of his organ from her hot, silky depths, then pushed forward again, drawing a grunt from her as the mammoth prick thrust up between her buttocks and high into her guts. He began humping against her, ripping his cock in and out in fast little jabs. His hands tore at her breasts as his excitement mounted. He twisted them from side to side and mashed them flat, letting them ooze out between his spread fingers.

Jody lost her balance, and his hand grabbed her around the belly, pushing her forward onto the counter top again. He kicked her legs back out an began to fuck into her with hard strokes. He jammed his cock into her and jerked it out, tearing her fuck hole open for his monster prick. His hands held her waist as he pistoned his dick in and out of her pussy. He was panting heavily, sweat pouring off him as he pumped his hips against her.

Jody whimpered against the pain of his giant cock pounding back and forth inside her. In self defence, she reached her right hand down between her legs and began to rub her clitty. She gritted her teeth as his cock ripped in and out, rubbing hard at her clit.

Slowly, juices started to ooze out into her fuck hole. She felt the syrupy stuff envelope his cock, coating it and her silky insides with a gentle lubricating fluid to ease his passage. She pressed her clit upward against his plunging fuck-tool, feeling her dad's hairy cock saw back and forth on it like sandpaper.

She groaned, drawing a deep breath as hot sexual energy flowed through her. She felt her breasts swelling, her nipples stiffening. She felt the spreading warmth in her belly as her belly responded to his hot, torrid fucking. As always, she had tried to simply grit her teeth and bear the pain, rather than give into her body's needs. As always, she'd failed. Just like that first time, she could feel her body beginning to shake, could feel her cunt sparkle and bubble with crackling sexual tension. She remembered briefly, the awe that had gripped her as his immense organ had pumped in and out of her virgin cunt tube. She had been ripped open and thrown through orgasm after orgasm, each of which she had floated through on a sea of wondrous astonishment. She had lost all control of her body then, become a whore, a sluttish, shameless female animal, totally in thrall to a hard pounding cock. Every time since then, the same thing had happened, leaving her in fear for her sanity.

Now she could feel her mind becoming dizzy under the onslaught of fiery sensual impulses. Her nerve endings spasmed and twitched. Her skin seemed to be burning up. She opened her mouth in a soundless cry of despair as her body trembled and shuddered in a desperate sexual dance. Her head thrashed from side to side and her buttocks slammed back against her father's churning cock tool. She jammed her cunt back to meet each brutal lunging thrust, taking the hard impact of his cock knob against her cervix with blinding pain and terrible excitement. Her guts tumbled and boiled, her mind reeled, her cunt shook and spasmed around the long prick moving within.

Her father gripped her hair, jerking her back against him as he ground his loins into her buttocks savagely. His lips came down bruisingly hard on hers, his tongue writhing with hers within her mouth. His hand went down to her crotch, covering hers, pressing it harshly against her cuntmound as his plunging prick tore in and out.

"Take it, baby! Take my cock! Suck it up, you whore!" he gasped. "Cum! Cum on my prick! Cum for me, you bitch!" he hissed, ramming his hips forward and up, almost lifting her off her feet with the force of his skewering cock pole.

"Ohhh, babyyy!" he groaned.

"Daddy! Daddyyy! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" she grunted. Her arms flailed, her head swept up and back against him, her back arched and her breasts swelled even more. She rode from one cum to another, rising higher and higher on to an all possessing orgasmic plateau that took her mind and flung it about like a doll in a tornado.

His cock pistoned in and out of her now drooling fuck pot, her cunt syrup covered their crotches and dribbled down her legs.

Her eyes were wild and staring as she came with appalling intensity, riding his terrible organ into a mind shattering climax that ripped up and down her spine.

Jim hammered his cock into her tight, hot, sucking little butterhole, rodding furiously as the little blonde wept and groaned and gargled insanely. Her body shook and thrashed in his grip, challenging even his strength to hold her steady. He felt her sucking cunt drawing the juices out of his balls, sucking them down the length of his shaft until…

"Uuunnnggghhh!" he groaned.

His cock exploded, spewing wad after wad of sticky white sperm up into his daughter's belly. He felt her cunt sucking every drop, pulling it out of him, draining his life blood with an insatiable hunger.

His belly slammed hard into her buttocks. He threw her back onto the counter, his hands gripping her thin thighs and tearing her legs open wide. He ground himself against her cunt, mashing the tender flesh, frantically trying to push every last part of him, cock, balls, even his belly up into her hot, sucking maw.

He pulled back and slammed his hard cock deep into her sodden depths once more, his fingers digging deep into her hips as he pummelled her lovely buttocks with his belly. His cock, still hard despite his cum, seemed to actually grow under the desperate pressure her cunt put on it. He slammed into her with fast, vicious strokes, his cock a trip-hammer as it sliced in and out of her. Her ass cheeks bounced and jiggled as his hips and belly slapped into them in a continuous spanking that promised to leave them sore and bruised.

Jody was draped over the counter, gurgling exhaustedly. Her eyes blurred and focused and blurred again as her ass and cunt were pounded. Her father's fat prick was like an immense log between her legs, splitting her wide as it stabbed her cunt box with its remorseless weight. She closed her eyes as another orgasm set her tired body shivering and trembling against the counter top. She moaned, her body sapped and spent, her cunt sore, her buttocks aching. She gritted her teeth and let the climax wash over and through her, draining the last of her energy.

She felt his cock get even wider as it throbbed and pulsed inside her lower belly. Then she felt hot dripping cum spray into her – dirty, white, sticky sperm shot up into the deepest part of her womb and coated her insides with its salty heat.

Her dad pulled his softening cock out of her and she gasped as the pressure on her cunt-lips dropped away. Slowly they began to close, their resilience challenged but not beaten. Still, they didn't close completely, and a small rivulet of white jism dribbled down out of her cunt and down her legs.

Her dad grabbed her ass again with a laugh, squeezing her buttocks tightly as he did up his pants. He opened the door and went out, leaving Jody bent across the counter.

She lay there for a couple of minutes, then slowly brought herself erect. She glanced tiredly at her watch. Less than ten minutes had passed since she had opened the bathroom door to her father. She still had time to go out, but no longer the energy. She cupped her pubic mound, her hand coming away covered in juice. She decided that a long, hot bath would be the more fitting activity for the night.

PART THREE

Jeff Hamilton opened his eyes wider, the better to see with. He nudged Graham, who looked around and followed his gaze.

"Yum, yum," he said.

"Fuckin' right!"

"Wouldn't I like a taste of her."

"Lookit those tits," Jeff sighed.

"Like to suck on them."

"Who wouldn't?"

"Think she puts out?"

"Course she does. Lookit those legs, would ya. Lookit that little bitty skirt. You can practically see her ass."

They stared as the girl approached.

"Hi, Keri," Jeff called.

"Hi, Jeff," she replied, waving casually.

"Can I suck on your titties?" he said, too quiet for her to hear. He and Graham watched her pass by, their eyes watching her ass cheeks as she moved away.

"Can I fuck you till your ears leak?" Graham asked, in the same tone.

"Till you beg for mercy?" Jeff snickered.

"What a waste!" Graham sighed.

"Huh?"

"Bitches like that wasting their time at school when they could be in bed getting fucked."

"By you, you mean?"

"And everyone."

They moved away from the fence they'd been leaning on and followed Keri down the walk to school.

"Think you can get into her pants?" Graham asked.

"Maybe. If I can get her to go out with me."

"Get pictures."

"Yeah, right. Wouldn't I like that."

"Where's she live, anyway?"

"Down near Hunt Road, near some kind of junkyard."

"We ought to get my dad's binoculars and go over there. Maybe we could see her undressing or something."

"What I wouldn't give to see her naked," Jeff sighed, rolling his eyes.

***

Keri walked through the door of the school and down the hall to her locker. She met Amy on the way.

"Nice shoes," she said, looking at the little blue shoes Amy wore.

"Got them last week at Sumners."

"How much?"

"Sixty."

"Not bad. They match your pants and shirt perfectly." Amy was wearing a pair of tight, light blue pants that framed her perfect round ass and slim legs. On top of them was a darker blue blouse that showed the two points of Amy's nipples through the filmy material. Amy's long, straight blonde hair covered her shoulders and hung down around her chest and arms.

"Yeah. What are you doing after school tonight?"

"Nothing much. What about you?"

"Nothing. Want to come over to my place?"

"Uh, no thanks," Keri grinned.

"What's the matter? Don't want my grandfather feeling you up again?"

"Not really."

"He's just a horny old man, that's all."

"Let him feel you up then."

"Why don't we go to your place and watch the satellite?"

"If you want," Keri sighed.

"I think your place is cool."

"Please. I live in a junk yard."

Amy shrugged. "So the view isn't much. It's still a nice place inside."

"If you forget about my family."

"They're not so bad. Better than my grandfather."

"They're all macho pigs, including my sister."

They went into biology class and separated. Mr. Jaimeson made everybody sit according to a seating plan. Keri sat up in the front row. She sat down and crossed her long legs, pulling on her skirt, which had ridden up when she'd sat.

A few minutes later, Mr. Jaimeson came in and dropped his briefcase on the desk, then began to lecture them on the DNA factor. Keri did her best to stay awake. She hated biology. It was by far her worst subject, and her marks reflected that. If she didn't do something about her biology marks soon they would drag her overall average down too far to get a scholarship. She planned to do something about it today. Right after biology class, in fact, when she had a free period.

The dress she was wearing was the means to get her marks increased. It wasn't sluttish exactly. It didn't leave everything hanging our or anything. Nobody could see her nipples through it. It wasn't rubbery or shiny spandex. Despite that, it was, she thought, incredibly sexy. It was white, short and very, very tight. Every curve and bulge of her body was reflected and enhanced in it. Her breasts made two absolutely perfect round swells in the top of the dress. The hem hugged her thighs tightly, and reflected the roundness of her ass whenever she moved. She was glad that the requirement to wear uniforms to class had been rescinded a few years ago.

She knew Jaimeson thought she was sexy. Sometimes, when the students were working on something and Jaimeson was at his desk, she'd look up out of the corner of her eyes and notice him watching her, staring at her legs or boobs. She was counting on that today. They were supposed to have a quiz, one she'd dreaded. She was going to try to do to Jaimeson what she'd done to Tommy on the bus last night.

Sure enough, within twenty minutes, the quizzes were handed out and Jaimeson sat at his desk watching them, or wandered back and forth across the front of the class. She pretended to work on the quiz, but kept half her thoughts and one eye on Jaimeson.

He kept glancing at her legs and looking away. It wouldn't do to get caught staring at her. She uncrossed her legs, and let them spread, pretending to be engrossed in the quiz. Jaimeson looked longer, then moved to his desk and sat down.

She grinned to herself. She'd tried to be subtle, opening her legs toward the empty desk, not to where Jaimeson had been standing. She watched out of the corner of her eyes as Jaimeson slowly slumped downward in his chair.

Dirty old man, she thought. Jaimeson wasn't old, really. He was younger than her father. Still, anyone over thirty was old to her. She let her legs open further, knowing Jaimeson would be able to see right up to her panties from where he slumped. She wasn't wearing any panties of course, so he was in for a surprise.

He spilled his coffee cup onto the floor and everyone looked up.

Keri hid her smile.

He cleaned it up quickly and then walked nervously over to the far corner, trying not to look at her. That lasted for about two minutes and then he was back at his desk, drawn there irresistibly. He slumped down again. Keri's legs were almost wide enough to be called on. The only way she could pretend innocence was by leaning forward intently and staring at her paper. Her spread thighs had pulled the short hem upwards so her cunt was practically out in the air now.

She glanced up secretively. Jaimeson was forgetting to look away every second or two, staring straight into her brown, trimmed, thinly-furred fuck-hole with a look like a cat staring at a bird.

The time for the quiz was supposed to have been up five minutes ago and almost everyone had already finished. Jaimeson blinked awake and called out for the quizzes to be handed forward. He usually picked them up, but Keri was betting he had a hard-on and couldn't move.

The papers were passed to the front row and then down the row to the left side where the girl handed them across his desk to him. The bell rang just then, saving Jaimeson from finding an excuse to remain in his seat. Everyone got up, except him and headed for the door.

Keri pulled her skirt down nonchalantly and went back to where Amy was.

"I'll see you in math," she said.

"Yeah, okay," Amy answered, going down the hall with Brad Timmons.

After everyone had left, she went back into the classroom just in time to see Jaimeson starting to get out of his chair.

"May I talk to you for a second, Mr. Jaimeson?" she called.

He looked startled and dropped back behind the desk. "Oh, uh… of course, uh, Keri."

She closed the door behind her. She'd already locked it. She walked down the aisle to his desk and then stood next to Jaimeson. His face was at a level with her crotch as he sat there and he looked away quickly, his face going up to look at hers.

"What…" He cleared his throat. "What can I do for you?"

"It's about my marks."

"Yes?"

"Well, I'm trying to get a scholarship. Right now, with my sixty-five in biology, my average mark is an eighty-nine."

"That's an excellent overall average," he said.

"Not for a scholarship. If my biology mark was, say… ninety-four, then my average would jump all the way to ninety-four."

"Well, you'll just have to study harder."

"I do study hard. I study biology a lot, but I just don't understand it."

"What is it you want me to do?"

"Well…" She sat her right buttock on the left side of his desk, facing him. His eyes almost went to her skirt but quickly shot back to her face.

"I was hoping you could give me some private tutoring."

"Uh… I'm too busy for that these days, Keri."

"I need that scholarship, Mr. Jaimeson." she scowled. She stood up and, her hands going to her skirt.

As Jaimeson watched in stunned amazement, she slowly pulled the hem up over her buttocks and hips. His eyes stared at her bare crotch, ogling her cunt slit and little thatch of coppery brown hair.

"I… I… You…"

"It would be worth your while to help me, sir," she said, her voice soft and persuasive. She pulled the bottom up higher, up along her belly to her breasts, then up over them and over her shoulders. She had no bra on and stood there completely nude now, save for her heels.

Jaimeson was swallowing repeatedly, and sweating profusely. He gaped at her blatant, perfect, firm, teenaged nudity, hardly even breathing. He seemed almost to be turned to stone.

Her eyes scanned his crotch. Well, one part of him had been turned to stone, anyway. She leaned forward over him, her firm, fat breasts inches from his dazed face.

"I really, reeeaaally need private tutoring," she breathed.

His hands came up, as if to ward her off.

"The door!" panic in his voice.

"Locked," she replied calmly.

She put her hands in his, squeezing them, then pulling them up against her naked breasts. She pushed his open hands against the center of her boobs, pressing them in and groaning.

"Oh God!" he moaned.

She looked hungrily at him, then threw her left leg across him and sat down in his lap, facing him.

He stared up at her in amazement, his hands still on her breasts. He let out a long shaky breath and then he buried his face between her breasts. He slobbered and licked and kissed her chest as she rubbed her pendulous boobs against his face. He started moving his face around, his mouth slurping against first one then the other breast, kissing and nipping at her nipples, soaking her flesh with his drool. His hands went around her back and pulled her into him.

She cooed and grinded her pelvis against him, rubbing her crotch into his belly. Her hands slid through his hair as he sucked on her tits, and she pretended excitement. In fact, she WAS starting to get aroused, not from Jaimeson, who was okay looking, but an old guy.

No. She was getting aroused from the sheer wantonness of her act. Here she was completely NAKED, sitting in a teacher's lap, right in the middle of school!

Jaimeson's hand dropped to her buttocks and he started caressing her skin as she leaned forward into him. His fingers slid down her ass crack and over her puckered anus, but couldn't reach to her cunt.

Keri pulled his face up to hers and then kissed his lips. He returned the kiss hungrily. His lips crushing hers as his tongue shot into her mouth.

Her hands reached down between her legs to his crotch, rubbing against his erection. She opened his pants and slid her small hand inside. She pulled his big pecker out, surprised at its size. She had only fucked two boys and neither of them had had a cock as big as this. She fisted it and then pointed it at her cunt. She rose upward, squatting over his lap, and pulling his cocktip against her cleft. She concentrated and then slowly lowered herself, feeling her cuntlips spread apart as she came down on his rod. She groaned theatrically and leaned her chest backward as she sank down on his hard erection. It slid upwards into her body, cleaving the folds of her silky fuck box and moving deep into her belly.

"Oooooooh!" she groaned. She spread her legs, coming down fully on his prong, feeling his balls and the zipper and material of his pants press into her buttocks.

Then, she was down all the way. She slid her ass from side to side and began kissing Jaimeson again.

His hands came up and squeezed her breasts as she sat on his cockrod. Then she started to rise, sliding her cunt tunnel upwards. Several inches of cock slid out of her body. Then she sank back down again, taking it all back inside. She started to fuck down on him, her hands around his shoulders for balance as she began pulling her ass up and down over his cock.

Her legs were rapidly tiring, but he didn't look like he was going to take long. His eyes were bugging out and his chest was heaving in and out. She wondered briefly if he'd have a heart attack. What would she do then?

Then his arms went around her waist and locked her tight against him in a bear hug. He held her still, his cock deep up her fuck tunnel. She felt him shiver and tremble against her, and felt his flooding heat inside her cunt. She smiled in satisfaction, holding her breasts against his face as he came inside her.

She kissed him lightly on the forehead, then slowly rose, standing beside him. She looked over for her dress and started to walk towards it.

Jaimeson grabbed her wrist though and hauled her back against him.

She overbalanced and fell backwards across him, half sitting, half lying across his lap.

"What…"

"Not so fast, honey," he panted.

"What is it?"

"You don't buy me that easy."

"But…"

"Uh, uh. You aren't even a sixty-five, you little slut. I corrected your test from Tuesday and you're down to fifty-nine. If you want that bumped up almost forty points you're going to have to work for it."

She stared at him in surprise. She thought Jaimeson was a simple little twerp and would wrap around her finger willingly.

"What?" she asked, suspiciously. She pulled away from him, standing up beside his desk.

His eyes roved over her body. Now he made no effort to hide his lust for her.

"In for a penny, in for a pound."

"What?"

"It means, sweety, I might as well get my money's worth."

"Hey, I no cheap hooker, Mr. Jaimeson."

"All women are whores, Keri. They just have different prices and different ways they choose to get paid."

She opened her mouth to protest but he interrupted her.

"I've been looking at those big tits and that tight little ass of yours for months, now; not to mention these fucking legs," he sighed, his hand sliding up and down her leg above the knee.

"What do you want?" she asked again, slightly apprehensive.

"I want you to do some of the things I've dreamed of having you do to and for me."

Shit. She hadn't even thought about him when she was masturbating on the roof. Did all the men teachers fantasize about her too? Did they jerk off to her image at night?

He stood up and rummaged in several desk drawers, then came out with a couple of pieces of cord.

"First, I want you to suck me off," he said.

"Well, okay." It wasn't like she hadn't done that before. She had been afraid he wanted something weird.

"First, turn around and put your hands behind your back."

"What? Why?"

"Because I'm going to tie your hands."

"Now way!" she said, jerking backwards.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want your hands behind you when you suck me."

"Why? Are you afraid I'm going to pick your pocket?"

"It's part of the image. Come on now. Do it."

She turned around and put her hands behind her.

Jaimeson carefully tied the cords around her, locking her wrists tightly together.

She was nervous and pulled on her wrists but they wouldn't move at all.

"Now get down on your knees," he said, pushing down on her shoulders.

She was a little confused but did as he ordered.

"Straighten your back. Don't sit on your heels, you little whore."

"Hey, don't call me a whore."

"It's what you are, Keri. Face that fact. Sex for grades – you choose the game. It's what all you women are."

She straightened up.

He walked around in front of her, then did a complete circle around her body, his eyes ravishing her.

"Lovely. Absolutely gorgeous. You're body is more perfect than I even imagined. The perfect image," he sighed.

He took his pants off and folded them across his chair.

"Do you know how often I've dreamed of this, Keri?" He stepped in front of her, his cock already starting to harden again. It was slightly wet from her cunt as he pushed it against her lips.

She opened her mouth and sucked him in. He tasted very odd. She rolled his cock around in her mouth for several seconds before realizing it was her own taste. It was the taste of her cunt juices on his organ. She slurped on it, sucking and sliding her tongue around and around the head, then back along the shaft.

The cock began to harden rapidly and he slid it back out so only his cockhead was in her mouth. He didn't touch her at all at first. He simply stood upright, his hands folded across his chest, his legs spread slightly as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his cock. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed it across her cheeks, wiping the cum and spit across her face before pushing the head into her lips again. She sucked it down, bobbing her head up and down the length again.

Jaimeson's hands slipped down around her ears and cupped them, then squeezed them. He used them as handles and began to fuck into her mouth. He jammed the head of his cock against the back of her mouth as he thrust into her forcefully. She grunted and gurgled around his fat prick each time he pushed it insistently against the back wall of her mouth.

His hands slid around her head, sliding through her thick coppery hair, squeezing great handfuls of it and sliding his fingers through the silky strands. He pressed the back of her head against his cock and jammed his cock in again.

Keri sputtered as a wad of sperm shot into her throat. She swallowed quickly and continuously as more and more jism spewed out into her mouth. She drank his cock juice, glad that it signalled an end to this little fantasy game.

She was starting to get worried about being found here. The door might be locked but a lot of people had keys and if she were found like this she would never, ever, ever, never live it down. She'd be famous. The talk of the school for years to come.

He staggered back with a great gasp and leaned against the wall staring at her. His cock was no longer erect and she hoped it would stay soft. She hadn't envisioned all this when she'd planed on seducing him. She'd thought she would be in control. When had it all gone wrong?

"What a hot little mouth. God, I love to fuck you hot assed teenagers," he leered.

She blinked her eyes in surprise. Did he do this often?

"Get up, Keri," he said. He grabbed her under her arm and pulled her upward.

"Untie me," she grumped.

He did without protest and she heaved a sigh of relief as the cords came off her wrists.

"Is that it? Do I get my ninety-four now?"

"Nope, not yet."

"We're going to get caught," she whined, looking around at the door.

"Nobody uses this room until noon, as you no doubt knew from the schedule on the door. Still…"

"The first one brought you up to seventy, the blow-job up to eighty. If you want to go to ninety-four you'll have to do what I say."

"Well," she grumped. "I guess I don't have any choice."

"None at all, baby," he grinned.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to bend across my desk."

She looked down at his cock. It was soft. "What for?"

"I'm going to spank you."

She gazed at him in amazement, wondering if she'd heard right. "Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm not, baby. You're a bad little girl and you need a good spanking."

"You're sick!"

"Not at all."

"I won't."

"You've been spanked before. You'll survive."

"I can go and tell the…"

"Tell who? It's your word against mine, Keri. I'll just say you're making it up. You'll come off looking like a lying bimbo. Mad at a teacher in a class you're getting poor grades."

She glared at him furiously.

"Bend over my desk so I can see those sweet little cheeks of yours."

"But…"

"Now! We don't have all fucking day!"

What was it he'd said? In for a penny, in for a pound? She bent across the desk.

"Grab the other side of the desk with your hands," he said.

She did and then gritted her teeth, waiting for his hand to fall, waiting for the slap and the sharp pain that would follow. Nothing happened at first. She turned to see Jaimeson staring at her ass, ogling her cheeks reverently.

"You're wasted on teenage boys, Keri. You ought to turn professional. Your body deserves a higher class of men." His hand slid over her buttocks, rubbing softly.

He opened one of his desk drawers and pulled out a round, wooden paddle with a little rubber ball attached by an elastic string. He tore the ball off, leaving just the paddle and then stepped behind her.

"Not too hard," she begged.

Then the paddle splatted down on her buttocks and she cried out as a stinging pain shot into her. She jerked away from the desk but he flung her back, his hand against her back pushing her against the top. The paddle came down again, and again and again.

Keri squawled in pain, jerking helplessly against the desk.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut, you slut!" he hissed.

She bit her lip, and groaned.

"Hold still, like I told you!"

She grabbed the end of the desk again and closed her fingers so tightly she thought they'd dig into the wood.

The paddle cracked down against her ass again. She gave a muffled cry, burying her face into the desk and sobbing. Again it cracked down, and then again, and again, and again, and again.

He brought it down in carefully timed whacks, staring at her ass cheeks as they reddened and jiggled under the impact. Her ass was now beet red and each new blow whitened the skin temporarily.

Keri was weeping and hanging onto the end of the desk for dear life. It was humiliating to be spanked, to be paddled like this! Her ass cheeks burned, fairly glowing with heat. The heat acted like a kind of dull cloud that blunted the sharp stinging crack of each new impact.

Then he stopped.

She was sweating all over and could feel her breasts practically sticking to the wood as she lay there exhausted.

He pulled her legs apart then and thrust a finger up into her cunt. He pumped it in and out a few times then withdrew it. His cock pressed against her pussy and then pushed inside.

She wasn't surprised that he was hard again. She didn't move, taking his long, thick organ up into her unresponsive body without even thinking. She continued to hang onto the edge of the desk as he started to rut into her like some kind of insane animal. His hips bounced and slapped against her red buttocks, making her wince with each inward thrust. She could feel his cock moving up and down her fuck chute, sliding across her clitty and tender cunt lips.

Her cunt felt immense, enormous, though it gripped his cock tightly. It was hot and felt very, very strange, not like it usually did at all. It was a kind of raw tingling that she'd never experienced before. She felt his cock working back and forth, and felt her body responding, responding quickly, very, very quickly. She didn't understand. What was going on? Fuck juice flooded her tunnel. Her breasts swelled up so much they pushed her up from the desk. Her entire body quivered and shook as his pummelling cock punched deep into her belly. The hot glow from her buttocks spread upwards through her body. She felt like she was in an oven.

She tried to push herself up from the desk. Her hands slipping and clawing at it. Suddenly she stiffened.

"Ungh, oooohhh…uunnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!"

A bomb had exploded in her belly. She came, an intense, luxurious wave of sensual ecstasy flooding her body. She arched her back, her body bucking and jerking, her head lashing from side to side.

"Cum, you bitch! Cum for me! Suck that cock down!" Jaimeson panted. He jammed his tool into her, embedded it in her satiny hot depths as her cunt shook and spasmed around it.

His cock spewed out jism, filling her box with its salty warmth. An electric bolt of fire shot into her belly, rocking and dazing her. Her knees jammed against the side of the desk and she raised her ass even higher, then she collapsed back on the desk, spent.

PART FOUR

Jody puffed on the last of the cigarette, then ground it out in the ashtray on the counter. She was wearing a pair of string bikini jockey shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt that was too small for her. It only came down to mid belly. If anyone had told her she looked sexy in such careless wear, she would have been astonished and would have changed immediately.

She was standing, actually half sitting against the kitchen counter, waiting for her muffins to finish heating up in the oven. It had been a long day and she was tired. They'd won the game with Markham, but she hadn't played as great a part as she'd thought she would. Maybe she WAS too short.

Mark came into the room for a beer. He glanced at her, then looked again carefully. "What you doing here, squirt?"

"Waiting for my muffin."

"Got a bun in the oven, huh?" he grinned.

"Ha, ha."

He opened the fridge and pulled out a cold beer. He watched her surreptitiously, his eyes sliding over her breasts and her legs. She had a dynamite little figure, he thought. Why had he never realized that before? Maybe it was that accidental sight of Keri jerking off that had brought the realization to him that his little sisters were girls, sexual creatures such as he'd preyed upon since he was twelve.

She turned and went over to the stove, then opened it and leaned over to grab her muffins one by one.

He stared at her ass, and the dark spot between her legs where her cunt lay. He imagined jamming a hard prick in there, then shook his head and left the room. What was with him anyway? She was just a kid! So was Keri! Of course, he'd fucked girls younger than them, but that was when he was younger. So what? he thought savagely. Why should they be off limits to him because of that?

Because, a dull voice answered, they're your sisters. He flopped down on the chesterfield, his eyes looking towards the hall and the kitchen. And what if they were? They were broads weren't they? They were cunt meat, fuck holes, pussys, twats, burgers, whores, holes, tight little asses ready for meat.

He swallowed several mouthfuls from the bottle, hoping it would cool his heat. He wondered if either of them had fucked someone. Were they virgins? His mind spun through a foggy image of Keri getting fucked by some guy – after watching her masturbate yesterday, it wasn't a reach.

The image shifted to Jody. In it, he saw her on her back as he had seen Keri the other day, her legs spread and a guy over her. The guy was him.

He looked up as Jody came out of the kitchen with a plate of muffins and his eyes followed her across the hall until she disappeared.

***

Jody blinked awake, then sat up with a startled oath. The light clicked on and she saw her father sitting naked on the edge of her bed smiling at her. She could smell the alcohol. Her t-shirt was up over her breasts and she jerked it down to cover them.

"What are you doing here?" she groaned.

"I want to fuck you, baby," he panted, leaning forward and pushing his hand between her legs.

She tried to close them but his hand was in there firmly.

"Daddyyyyy," she whined, "I have to go to sleep. I have a test tomorrow."

"This won't take long," he sighed. He gripped her ankle, pulling her around sideways. He spread her legs, sliding her ass towards the side of the bed. He stood up and leaned forward. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and slid them downward over her hips, down her legs and off.

Then he was on her, crushing her into the bed, his body covering hers completely as his mouth came down on against her lips. His hard cock pressed against her belly, crushed between them as he humped her. His hand slid down her side, against her buttock, squeezing it as they rolled from side to side. He grabbed his cock and pushed it against her cunt, then rose up and slowly sank it down into her.

Both of them groaned as his thick girth pushed her cunt wide and slid down the length of her tight silky cunt tube. He started to fuck hard into her, his hands pawing her breasts, caressing her hair. He pulled her hair, jerking her head to one side as his tongue rammed into her mouth. His ass rose and fell furiously as he drove his cock in and out of her box with relentless fury. Her tight slit squeezed his prick as it slid in and out. He grabbed her head in both hands and pressed his mouth against hers with bruising force.

***

Mark flushed the toilet and opened the door to the hall. He walked back down to his room, yawning slightly.

Strange sounds coming from Jody's room stopped him in his tracks.

He turned toward the door and pressed his ear against it. It sounded like moaning and groaning. He felt his pecker harden. He shook his head in amazement. Was Jody jerking off in there? He heard the springs on her bed bouncing and his cock stiffened even more. Boy, she must be really getting into it in there.

The door had a lock, but it was one of those bedroom locks, the kind with the little round hole in the doorknob that would open the lock if some little kid got stuck or something. He opened the closet and pulled out a hanger, then straightened the end. The hall was dark and he had to carefully slide the tip of the hanger around on the doorknob before finding the hole by feel. It slid in and pressed against the lockbar.

There was no sound as he slowly turned the handle and slid the door open a crack.

To his surprise, the light was on in her room. He peered in and barely held back a yelp of surprise. Jody wasn't alone in there! He instantly recognized his father as the big man humping down into Jody. His father's hairy ass rose and fell atop the small girl as he drove his prick down into her cunt.

Before yesterday, he would have rushed in and attacked him. Now, he felt his cock go rigid in his underwear as he watched the lewd spectacle of his father pounding his cock into his sister's box.

He couldn't see much of Jody beneath his father's body, but he saw her hands rubbing against his father's ass and back and saw her legs go up around his body. Jody was humping back to meet his father's thrusts and her moans were the noises that had attracted his attention.

Then the lovers rolled over and Jody was on top. She sat up, her knees on either side of his hips as he lay beneath her. Her hands were flat on his belly as his came up and cupped hers tightly. He couldn't see her tits because her back was to him, but he saw her delightful little ass cheeks, and then she started to hump up and down.

He saw his dad's cock appear as his sister rose upward. It was humongous! Mark had thought his cock was big but his father's put him to shame.

He watched as Jody leaned forward and gave him a perfect view of her cunt with that fat cock sticking into it. Then she was sinking down on it with a delighted groan of pleasure, taking the long length of it up into her cunt pit. She started to bounce up and down on the cock, mewling with pleasure like a happy child. Her buttocks slapped down on his dad's thighs as he began to thrust up into her.

Mark's hand went into his underwear and grabbed his cock, which exploded immediately but did not soften. He watched Jody bouncing up and down wildly for long minutes. His dad grabbed her then, hauling her chest down against his and grabbing her ass with his other hand.

Mark was looking straight down the crack of her ass, watching as his dad's cock slid in and out of Jody's fuckhole. They rolled over again, his dad grabbing Jody's legs and throwing them back against her chest. He shoved her ankles up by her head and rose into a stiff position above her. Then he started to jerk his hips, humping in and out of her crotch hole as he held her open beneath him. His ass hammered furiously, driving his cock into Jody with what must have been painful speed.

Mark found himself following the strokes with his own hand on his cock, urging him on, urging him to go faster, to fuck her harder.

"Give it to her!" he whispered. "Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!" It was a near silent cadence as he jerked off to the sight of Jody being skewered by his dad's big cock.

Jody suddenly cried out and began thrashing on the bed. He watched her cumming around his dad's cock, entranced at the sight. His dad continued to pound down into her, squashing her beneath him as he slammed into her again and again. Then he groaned and collapsed on top of her. He lay there unmoving for several seconds, then rolled off her, letting her unbend.

Mark stared at his sister's naked body as it lay almost spreadeagled on the bed. His father grabbed his underwear from the floor and pulled it on with his back to the door.

Mark dared not delay any more. He closed the door and sped down the hall to his room, closing the door just as he heard Jody's door opening. He listened to the sound of his father's footsteps going down the hall, then heard his door close. His face was flushed and he was sweating. The images he'd witnessed raced through his mind.

He wasn't, for some reason, shocked that his father would fuck Jody. Oh, he was surprised that his father had a sex life, as most children were. He'd never thought about his old man fucking anyone before, not even his mother, so that was kind of a weird thing to witness. He didn't hold it against him for fucking Jody though. He envied him, in fact, and tried to figure out how he could get in on it.

If Jody would fuck his dad, surely she would let him into her pants, too. Hell, he was a lot better looking than the old man. He might not be as well hung, but he could fill her little box okay.

Then his thoughts shifted to Keri. Was the old man fucking her, too? His cock pulsed at the idea.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

He jumped at Joe's voice.

The lights went on and Joe sat up in bed glaring at him.

"Nothing!" he gasped.

"Bullshit! You look like you seen a ghost."

"No, no."

"Hell, make that a girl ghost," Joe grinned, noting his brother's hard-on.

Mark reddened and glared back, then he ran across and sat down on the edge of his bed and looked across the small space of floor that separated the two.

"You know what I saw?"

"What?"

"I saw Jody."

"What about her."

"You're not gonna believe this."

"Don't tell me. Let me guess. You saw her jerking off."

"No. I saw the old man fucking her."

"What!?"

"I was walking back from the john when I heard this moaning and groaning coming from her room. So I got a hanger and popped the lock and peaked inside. The light was on and there was the old man humping away like a freaking sex maniac."

"You're full of shit."

"No I ain't shittin' you, man. I saw what I saw," he shook his head. "You should have seen it. She was goin' nuts too! You should see her body, it's fucking nice."

"Jody?!"

"No shit, man. She's got a nice pair of tits with tiny little pink nipples. You should have seen the old man sucking them. She's got a nice ass and a gorgeous little beaver."

"Wow!" Joe sighed, dazed.

"She's a hot little pussy, man."

"And the old man was porkin' her?!"

"That's what I said!"

"Horny old bastard!" he breathed.

"Tell me about it," Mark said, "The thing is…" he lowered his voice, "I wonder if there's some way we can get in on it."

Joe looked at him strangely, then appeared to think about it. "I'd rather fuck Keri – what a fuckin' body!"

"Yeah, but we don't even know if she fucks or not."

"Yeah. If Jody's that much of a whore she'll let the old man fuck her, she shouldn't object if we do her now and then."

"Be convenient, having her right here with us."

"Wouldn't have to jerk off no more!" Joe snickered.

"Yeah."

***

Jody lay on her bed, hardly having moved since her father had left. Her legs were still spread wide as she let her tingling cunt cool down and she had her hands behind her head as she looked up at the ceiling.

She sighed to herself, the sound loud in the small room. She hated it when he did that. She hated it when he touched her. Sometimes she thought she'd like to kill the perverted bastard. Sometimes she thought she ought to kill herself.

It wasn't so much that he fucked her. It was that he so totally subjugated her. She spent all her time trying to prove she could do anything a boy could do, that she was as tough, as fast, as smart, as cool as any boy, that she was as good as a boy. Her father ripped all that away from her and turned her back into a low, slutty, cock-loving female. He pumped his big cock in her and made her cry out in pleasure, made her body pulse with joy, made her crave more and more of what he did to her. He took her independence and strength and pride away and made her a mewling, whining, grovelling whore.

How she hated her body for its weakness and betrayal. Were all girls like her? Could a cock so utterly control every woman? Was it her destiny to be a stupid sheep-like female, bleating in joy whenever some guy stuck his prick into her?

Maybe, she thought, it was just her dad. Maybe it was some power he held over her. After all, not many girls got fucked by their dads. Maybe it would be different with some other guy. Maybe she'd be able to hold her own with them like she did in everything else.

She turned off the lights, thinking about how she'd find that out. The guys who were her friends would no doubt be glad to oblige, but that was the last thing she wanted. They'd never, ever see her as an equal if they could pin her down and ride her like a bitch dog.

***

The alarm woke Keri at nine. She slapped it off and rolled out of bed naked. She always slept naked. She liked the freedom of movement, didn't want her arms and legs restricted beneath the sheets.

She ran a hand through her hair, then brushed it a little. Since she was going to the beach, it didn't make much sense to put much time into it. She grabbed her bathing suit out of the drawer and stepped into it.

It was a one piece. Her breasts were too big to wear a bikini without every guy on the beach ogling her continuously. She slipped the straps of the green bathing suit over her shoulders and looked at herself in the mirror. The one piece was typical enough. It covered her chest completely, but was very high cut at the thigh, and revealed almost all of her buttocks in back. She didn't mind guys staring at her ass. All the girls would be dressed in similar outfits. Besides, it would take their eyes off her tits.

She pulled on a pair of tight jeans and a over large shirt, then grabbed her the bag with her stuff, beach towel, lotion, sunglasses, etc. She walked out into the hall and tossed her bag on the table by the kitchen, then went in and made herself some toast.

As she was munching on it, Joe came in. He looked at her strangely again. She wondered what that was all about, but then turned and searched the cupboards for the cereal. This being Saturday, the guys were on their own. Her dad had agreed that she didn't have to make breakfast, lunch, or supper on weekends.

"What're you doing up?" he asked.

"Going to the beach."

"Oh, yeah. With who?"

"Amy and Lauren."

"That Lauren's a cute little chick."

"I'll tell her you said so. I'm sure she'll be delighted."

"Don't be a little smart ass."

"Can't help it – I'm so smart."

"Yeah, right." He watched her ass in the tight jeans as she wandered out of the kitchen.

***

She and her friends searched carefully before finding just the exact right spot to set down their things. It was close enough to a group of cute guys to keep an eye on them but not too close that it would look like they cared.

Amy slipped off the mini-dress she was wearing, revealing an itsy bitsy blue bikini that had a thong bottom splitting her lovely white ass cheeks apart.

Lauren was wearing a too-small black bikini that crushed her big breasts and flattened them out to the sides making them look bigger than they were. Lauren was short, shorter than Amy even. She had a thin body, but good curves and a gorgeous, dreamy face that immediately caught the boys' eyes. She had silky red hair that slid down her back and surrounded her pert face. High cheekbones framed a thin, grecian nose below deep grey eyes.

The three of them carefully settled themselves and began applying their suntan lotion as the boys eyed them interestedly.

Amy offered to help Lauren put on hers and then knelt in front of her, bent over with her naked ass towards the watching boys.

"Cocktease," Keri grinned.

"You aren't the only one that can give guys boners," Amy sniffed with a smile.

"You two are both sluts," Lauren sighed, putting on her dark, reflective sunglasses.

"Didn't I see you with your face in Donny Dutton's lap at the party last week?" Amy taunted.

"Up yours!" Lauren said, dismissively.

Amy and Keri grinned at each other.

"You guys ever wonder about what the guys are thinking of you?" Keri asked.

"All the time," Amy said, grinning.

"I mean, like, what's going on in their heads?"

"They're undressing us with their eyes, of course," Lauren said.

"No, no. Well, that too, but I mean, like… You know, fantasizing about you."

"You mean thinking about fucking us?"

"Yeah, like, do they jerk-off to some fantasy of you, like fucking you on a desert island or something."

"You have the weirdest thoughts, Keri," Lauren sighed.

"No, but it's true isn't it?" Keri persisted. "I mean, everyone jerks off right? I jerked off a few days ago thinking about Tony fucking me."

"You fucked Tony?!" Amy gasped.

"No, no. I just thought about what it would be like."

"So what?" Lauren asked.

"Don't you ever wonder if they do that about us?"

"I never thought about it," Amy said, puzzled. "I suppose they do."

Lauren nodded, thinking. "I mean… they do it, right? They must think about girls while they do it, and some of them would be us probably."

"What are you guys talking about?" Amy huffed.

"It's like this," Keri explained, "Suppose there's this boy in school, in one of your classes, right, and he likes you a lot."

"So?"

"So, suppose he goes home and takes a shower. And suppose he jerks off. Does he run this fantasy about you while he does it? I mean, does he think about you on your hands and knees sucking him off, and all kinds of other things?"

"That's disgusting!" Amy said, crinkling up her face.

"True, though," Lauren said. "It's like, you could be the star of some awful, bizarre porn movie every night, only it's in some boy's mind instead of on film."

"It could be some boy you see every single day, and hardly know except to say 'hi' to. You could come in in the morning and say 'Hi,' and he says 'Hi,' and for all you know he was fantasizing about tying you up and raping the hell out of you just that morning." Keri mused.

"Gross!" Amy squealed.

"But it's true. In fact," said Lauren, "probably every single boy in school does it. You've probably been screwed silly by a whole bunch of guys, maybe like those guys right there." Lauren pointed across at the group of boys.

"Maybe one of them is thinking about it right now. See that guy with the long blonde hair staring at us? Maybe he's day-dreaming right now. Maybe he has one of us down on our backs, naked, spreadeagled…" Her voice trailed off.

"I'm getting horny," Keri sighed.

"Me too," Lauren giggled.

"I think you're both sick," Amy snapped. She was still kneeling with her ass towards the boys behind her.

"Well, if he's thinking that, it's probably about you, Amy. He's probably imagining you without your suit. That wouldn't be hard the way you're kneeling."

"He's probably kneeling behind you right now, pumping away," Lauren taunted.

Amy quickly swivelled around, sitting on her heels and glaring at the boys. "Quit it, you guys," she complained.

"I thought you liked being a cockteaser," Lauren snickered.

"Well, yeah, but… It's just weird to think about some guys thinking things like that about you."

"They do. You think about fucking them too, especially when you jerk off."

"I don't… do that," she finished, embarrassed.

"Liar!" Lauren and Keri both said.

"Everyone does, and you think about them naked when you do, don't you?" Keri teased. "Who do you fantasize about when you do it?"

"Stop it! God, you two… How am I supposed to look any boy in the face any more, wondering that?" she complained.

"I asked Mike Allan whether he did or not," Keri confided.

"You did?" Amy gasped. "You actually asked him if he dreamed about fucking you?"

"It was after I'd fucked him," Keri said, grinning.

"What did he say?" Lauren asked.

"He said that for a while he jerked-off while he dreamed about fucking me, and did it every night and every morning. He dreamed once that he bought me as a slave and owned me."

"What a sicko!" Amy gasped.

"He dreamed he was an Arab Sheik and owned me as a slave and kept me naked all the time."

"Mmmmmmm. I'm really getting horny!" Lauren sighed.

"I'm getting sick!" Amy said.

"Oh, stop being so virginal," Keri sighed.

"I'm not a virgin!"

"Liar!" Lauren sniffed. "Everyone knows your a virgin."

"I am not!"

"Who did you every fuck?" Lauren demanded.

"None of your business!"

"Ha!" Lauren sniffed.

"Right!" Keri laughed. "My little sister probably knows more about sex than you."

PART FIVE

At that moment, Jody was just finishing up work on a clogged fuel line on one of the cars in the garage. Unlike Keri, she'd learned quite a bit about cars from her father and brothers, and liked to think she knew as much as they did.

Mark was walking through on his way to his car when he saw her form bent over the front of the engine. He stopped and then swerved over to her, his eyes ravishing her round little ass while he approached.

Since she was staying home today, just screwing around, she was dressed comfortably in short shorts and a tank top cut off below the chest. The pants were getting to be too tight, Mark noted as he saw her white ass cheeks pushing out the sides.

He walked up right behind her, staring into the little crotch and imagined he saw some loose pussy hair peeking out.

"What'cha doin'?" he asked.

"What's it look like I'm doin'?" she called over her shoulder.

"Why don't you leave stuff like that to us. You girls should just worry about cooking and cleaning and keeping yourself pretty."

She rose up and turned to stare at him balefully. She didn't say anything, then turned back to the engine.

Mark grinned down at her. "No husband is gonna care about you fixing his car, shrimp. He's only gonna care about you keeping house and being good in bed."

"Up yours!" she called back.

"It's the God's honest truth," he taunted. "You want to hook a man, it ain't your repair work that's gonna do it, it's this!" He goosed her, and she yelped, jumping backwards.

"Fuck off!" she cursed.

"Touchie, touchie," he snickered.

She punched at him but he held his hand up and pushed her fist away. She tried several times and then angrily tried to kick him. He laughed at her and grabbed her ankle, holding it high in the air as she hopped around on the other one, cursing at him.

"You sure do fight like a girl," he taunted, knowing it would just make her even madder.

"Let go of my foot, you scum-sucking bastard!" she screamed.

"Say pretty please."

"Fuck you!"

"Say, I'm a silly little girl who should be on her hands and knees scrubbing floors."

"Eat shit!"

He let go of her foot and she fell backwards against the car.

She jumped up again and swung her fist but he caught it and swung her around, hugging her tightly against him, her ass pressed into his legs. He held both her arms tightly as she struggled furiously.

"Why don't you stop acting like a tom-boy?" he said, his voice getting ragged. "Why not act like the hot little slut you really are?"

"I'm gonna cut your cock off!" she hissed, trying to twist away.

"Really? You sure you don't want to suck it instead?"

She blinked in surprise at his words and tone both.

He pressed his face down next to her ear. "Sure you don't want to fuck me like you do the old man?"

Her heart gave a lurch and she went white. "Wha… what are you talking about?"

"I saw you last night, baby. I saw the old man puttin' it to you, saw you screamin' and yowling for more. I never would have guessed you were such a hot little fuck."

He twisted her around then, so she faced him and backed her against the car. His face was inches from hers as he looked into her eyes. "Why don't you show me what you showed the old man last night?" he breathed, his eyes sliding down her body.

"You… you're crazy. I never did anything. Let me go right now or…"

"Or what? You'll tell the old man? What are you gonna tell him, huh?"

He pressed against her with his groin, which sported a tremendous hard-on. He ground it into her crotch as he held her hands tightly.

"Let me go!" she gasped, her mind reeling, her skin bright crimson with embarrassment at his revelation.

"Not till I get what Dad got!" he panted. He grabbed her arm and steered her into the back seat of the car, pushing her down on her back and jumping on top of her.

She struggled against him, but he weighed almost twice as much as her and she was hopelessly overpowered.

He held her hands above her head in a single fist and just kind of looked down at her for a long minute as she squirmed. He was unaccountably nervous as he approached the point of no return.

"You want it. You know you want it," he gasped. His hand was on her belly. He started to caress her slowly, then worked it upward until it slid under her little t-shirt and he felt the upward swelling of her left breast.

"Mark! Stop it! Let me go! Don't!" she begged.

He couldn't stop though. His mind was full of the images he'd witnessed that morning, of her and his father. He slid his hand up onto her breasts, fondling them, squeezing down on the fleecy skin.

He pushed her t-shirt up around her neck and gazed down hungrily at her twin mounds, then lowered his mouth to her left breast and kissed her nipple. He suckled on it, sucking it into his mouth and chewing the little pink nub.

"Bastard!" she cried.

"Hot little whore!" he hissed.

He squeezed her tit and his face came down against hers. She twisted her head from side to side, trying to keep his lips from hers. He kissed her cheeks, her lips, her ears, her throat. His mouth darted from side to side, nuzzling into the nape of her neck as she struggled haplessly against him.

"Stop! Stop it!" she begged.

His free hand slid down her smooth, flat belly and into her shorts, sliding under her panties and into her warm, tangled nest of downy pubic hair. His fingers slid right down over her cunt, going right down between her legs to cup and squeeze her crotch.

She tried to twist herself away, to close her legs, but his hand was in there too tightly. He thrust a knee between hers, shoving them back apart. He felt her heat with his hand and groaned into her throat as he rubbed her.

"M… Mark! Pleeease! Noooo!" she pleaded.

He slid his hand back up and then grabbed her shorts and jerked them downward, sliding them down to her knees with her panties. He rubbed his hand over her sweating cuntmound, his head coming up so he could gaze down at her crotch.

He tore her shorts and panties down the rest of the way, despite her struggles and then rolled fully atop her, his crotch pressed against hers, his legs and hips jamming hers apart.

He grabbed the a seatbelt and twisted it around Jody's wrists, tying them in place above her head so both his hands would be free. Then he grabbed her hair in his left hand and jerked her face up against his. His lips pressed firmly against hers and rolled from side to side. His tongue pressed against her oral opening but she kept her lips tightly locked. His right hand was roving across her lithe young body, rising over the curving outline of her chest and up over the swells of her breasts, down through the slight depression of her lower belly and onto her crotch. His fingers worked at her fuck-hole and he pressed a finger into her.

She grunted, her lips opening slightly, and his tongue jammed into her mouth. She bit down on it and he jerked back with a curse. He slapped her with his open hand, knocking her head to one side.

"Little slut!" he panted. "I know how to tame a hot little bitch like you!" He grabbed his belt and almost tore it open, then unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing any shorts and his hard, pulsing cock came free and pressed against Jody's belly.

"This is what you need, girl!" he gasped. He held his cock in his right hand and positioned it at her tight little cunt opening, then rubbed it up and down her slit, groaning slightly at the feeling of her wet, pink flesh against his sensitive cock-head. He pressed down harder then, shoving his cock against the entrance of her fuck-tunnel.

Jody groaned and arched her back, trying to dislodge him.

He pushed harder, twisting his ass from side to side to drill his prong into her. His cock-head slipped inside and he sighed with relief as he felt her hot, tight box squeezing down on it. He pushed his hips down and forward and felt another inch or so of cock slide into Jody's box.

He let go of his prick and slowly lowered his hips, forcing inch after inch of steaming red cock-meat into his sister's tight, squeezing, fuck-box.

Jody gasped as she felt the inexorable movement of his cock. She gave a final furious strain against the seatbelt and then went limp as her brother's fat prick slid up into her pussy tunnel.

She lay there, hardly moving as his hands resumed their desperate stroking and fondling of her body. They squeezed and twisted her breasts, rubbed her sides, her hair, her arms, and slid under her to cup and knead her buttocks.

His cock buried itself in her fuck-hole, his balls flattened against her splayed buttocks. He held it still inside her as his mouth roved over her face. He mashed his lips against hers, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She didn't respond, lying sullen and unmoving as he made use of her body.

His tongue flickered about in her oral opening and his cock throbbed in her belly. She tried to ignore him and them completely.

Mark wasn't used to being ignored by the girls he fucked. With the first desperate rush of his lust behind him now and his cock stuffed high in Jody's belly, he began to regain control of himself. He bent to her breasts and began to carefully work on them. His tongue slid lightly back an forth across her nipples, moving in slow circles around each little pink bud before flicking across it. His lips were wet and soft as they enclosed the little buds and his breath was like a whispering feather as he suckled on them. His hands stroked lightly, his fingers sliding over her flesh.

He ground himself into her open crotch, his cock pressing against the deepest part of her small fuck-tunnel. He swivelled his ass in circles against her, mashing down on her pussy mound, crushing her ass with his hips. He worked his cock in and out of her in very slow short strokes as his skin rubbed against hers. His mouth roved across her throat, nibbling at her earlobes and against her lovely curving throat. He held her nipples, stiffening rapidly, between his fingers and twisted them slowly.

Jody moaned involuntarily, gritting her teeth against the slow waves of erotic sensations rolling through her body.

Oh, God, no! she cried in her mind, trying to clamp down against her body's betrayal. Not again, not now, not with Mark!

Still, her body heated more and more. She felt herself glowing with warmth. Mark's hands moved everywhere, leaving a trail of twitching nerve endings behind. His lips ravished her face and neck and breasts, making her flesh burn with lust.

She was dismayed by the responses of her body. It was obvious now, that it wasn't merely her father, it was Mark too, probably everyone. She was a slut! She was a useless, weak-willed, rubber-legged female. She almost cried as she felt a bolt of fiery sexual excitement shoot into her belly from her stuffed cunt-box.

Mark was moving his cock more fully now, sliding it up and down the full length of her fuck-tunnel, letting his bloated cockpole caress her pink, wet, silky insides as it moved back and forth.

"Uuunnnggghhh!" she groaned, helplessly.

"Yeah! You like that, don't you, baby?" Mark breathed.

His teeth closed around her right nipple and chewed on it as his lips enveloped the little bud and his breath sucked in. He started to pump into her, his ass rising and falling energetically. His cock was wet with Jody's cunt juices. It pounded relentlessly in her narrow cunt-slit, making little wet noises as it moved in and out. He slammed it balls-deep in her cunt and rolled his groin around in slow circles against her crotch, pressing down hard.

"Nooooooo!" Jody sobbed, her cunt screaming in delight. "Nooo! No! No! No! No! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!" her body shuddered and she arched her back, taking his cock deep into her. Her legs splayed wide and slid around her brother's body, trying to pull him in tighter. Her cunt was a steaming volcanic black hole that sought to pull in the world.

She came, grunting continuously as her head slapped back against the seat in time. Mark slid his hands down under her, cupping her small buttocks and griping them tight in his big hands. He jerked her up against him, pulling hard to meet his powerful downward thrusts.

He stabbed his pole down into her with fierce energy as they rolled from side to side on the seat. His cock was embedded in her shaking, quivering hole. Her lips were now moving ravenously against his, returning his kisses. Her tongue danced against his, sliding furiously back and forth between his teeth. She longed to hold him, to hug him against her, and pulled against the seatbelt holding her wrists.

Mark tore his lips away from hers with an agonized gasp. He grabbed her ankles and pulled them up onto his shoulders as he started to hammer his crotch down into her little gold fur-pit.

His cock ripped in and out of her as she rolled her head in circles and moaned deep in her chest. He pounded down furiously, rocking the car as he used the springs of the seat to increase his thrusts.

Jody's legs slapped against his chest, her ankles bouncing on his shoulders as his cock pounded in her fuck-tunnel. She grunted in bliss, relaxing in pleasure as his cock rode her. She felt her body burning up again, her initial orgasm merely setting to whet her seemingly uncontrollable sexual lust.

She centered all her concentration on her cunt-slit, focusing on the feeling of his bulging, bloated cock-pole moving inside her.

"Harder!" she whispered. "Harder! Harder! Harder!"

Mark rammed his prick down into her savagely, smashing his cockhead against her cervix, cramming every inch of cock meat into her twat-box. Her body convulsed, twitching and trembling as another orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt tightened around his prick, sucking like a voracious vacuum on his pole as he pumped within her. He closed his eyes as he tried to fight against the inoperable pull of her spasming twat. He gritted his teeth, holding still as he tried to push back his cum. It was no use. He felt it rising up all around him and frantically began to thrust into her.

His cock hammered in Jody's box as he came. White hot sperm jetted out the tip of his cock, shooting high into the girl's belly. He spurted furiously, then buried his cock in her silky depths and let her sucking box drink down his juice.

He collapsed, groaning in relief as her legs slowly fell open, one resting against the back of the seat, the other lying on the floor.

"That looked like fun!"

Mark looked up tiredly to see Joe leaning against the window above Jody's head.

"So, you actually did it. You really plugged her."

"Fucking hot, man!" Mark groaned.

"Yeah. I got a boner that could cut diamonds."

Jody was barely conscious, her mind rolling in the churning depths of her sensual lust. She blinked tiredly up at Joe, who disappeared. Mark got to his knees and slowly backed out of the car, pulling his pants up. Joe got in after him, laying down next to Jody.

"Hey there, sweetie," he grinned.

"J… Joey?" she sighed.

"Uh, huh."

His hand stroked across her belly, then up over her swollen breasts. He bent and sucked on her nipple.

"Joeeeyyy!" she groaned, "what are you doing?"

He kissed her, his lips closing over hers, blocking her words. His hands stroked her pliant body, sending shivers down her spine. He slid his pants down, then forced her legs apart and centered his cock against her cleft. His cock pried open her sodden lips and then slid down into her body as she groaned with pleasure.

"Shit, you're tight!" he gasped, burying himself in her hot belly.

His teeth nibbled at her lips, his tongue darting in and out. His hands caressed her skin lovingly, revelling in the softness of her glowing white flesh. He gripped her face in both hands and held it still as he kissed her passionately. He humped into her, sending his cock deep into her slurping wet cunt-tunnel. His hand slid down beneath her then, rubbing against her ass flesh. His fingers rubbed over her asshole, then pressed against it.

She whimpered in confusion as his finger wriggled into her anus. "Wha… wha…?"

He pushed his finger into her rectum to the first joint, then the second, then all the way to the knuckle as his cock pressed into her box.

"Ungh! Shoulda done this long ago!" he groaned.

His finger wiggled in her asshole as he mashed her right breast, letting the satiny flesh ooze out between his fingers and then grabbing her nipple between his teeth. He pulled upward, pinching her nipple with his teeth, and stretching it upward like it was a rubber band. Jody whined in pain, then groaned as he let her nipple go, and sucked in a huge mouthful of tit meat.

***

Keri stretched her arms above her head and spread her legs a bit more as the group of boys walked past. She pretended not to see them but watched surreptitiously as they walked past, grinning to herself at the way they tried to ogle her without being seen.

"Come on, Keri, let's go," Lauren sighed, sitting up.

"It's still early," Keri complained.

"I don't want to get sun burned."

"That's what the lotion is for," Keri grumbled.

"I want to see a movie later," Lauren kicked Keri gently as she stood up, gathering her things.

Keri sighed and sat up, grabbing at her things, too. It had been a pleasant morning.

"I have to go with my parents to some stupid family thing this afternoon," Amy sighed, following the two as they walked back towards the changing rooms.

"Have any kissing cousins?" Lauren teased.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" Amy grumped.

Keri and Lauren laughed.

Keri felt her hair with her hands and groaned inwardly. "Is my hair awful?" she asked Lauren, who turned to look.

"Not bad. Kind of messy."

"It's all full of salt," Lauren complained.

"So's mine."

"Yours isn't as long and thick as mine."

"Poor baby," Lauren said, unfeelingly.

Keri stuck her tongue out at her. "It'll wash out in the shower." They stood under the open showers, letting the fresh water caress their skin and wash away the salt from their hair, bodies, and suits. Lauren finished first, and headed to the changing room. Keri soon followed and Amy hurried after.

They all crowded into one small room and began to strip off their clothes. Keri glanced casually at Amy, observing the whiteness of her small conical breasts against the tan on the rest of her body.

"Hey!" Lauren said, staring at her. "Where do you go to get an all over tan?"

She and Amy looked at Keri's naked body, which sported no tan lines whatsoever.

Keri shrugged, slightly embarrassed at them staring at her nudity. "My roof."

"You can tan nude on your roof? I didn't know that," Lauren said.

"Why didn't you tell me? I live in a crummy townhouse. I can't even go into the back yard without my pervert neighbor leaning out his window to stare at me."

"I didn't think of it."

"Aren't you afraid your brothers will see?" Amy asked, sliding her bottoms off.

"It's the highest place around and I can lock the door," Keri shrugged.

"You look great," Lauren said, admiringly.

"God! I wish I had tits like that," Amy sighed.

"Me, too," Lauren agreed.

"You'd fall over, Amy," Keri snorted.

"How much DO they weigh, anyway?" Amy inquired.

"I don't know," Keri tsked. "You think I put them on a scale or something?" She was searching in her bag for her brush.

"I'd say about, oh… five pounds each," Lauren guessed. She straightened her index finger and pushed it against Keri's malleable breast meat. It sank deep into the pliable flesh of her right breast.

"Do you mind?" Keri demanded, slapping her hand away. She trembled slightly at the surge of sexual arousal that ignited in her belly at her friend's touch.

Lauren sat back naked against a bench and pulled a cigarette from her bag, then lit it and began puffing. She looked jealously at Keri's breasts and then down at her own smaller handfuls.

"If I had tits like that, every boy in school would be chasing me," she grumped.

"It's no picnic," Keri said over her shoulders as she brushed at her hair.

Amy sat next to Lauren and the two shared the cigarette.

"I feel so sorry for you," she sniffed.

Keri turned around to face them, frowning. "You two wouldn't be happy for long if you had tits this big," she said. "You ought to try carrying them around with you all day, especially in summer when I have to wear a thick bra."

"It'd still be worth it," Lauren sighed. "It's all anybody looks at."

Keri sniffed. She cupped her right breast and then squeezed her fingers down, letting the meaty flesh ooze out between them, almost enfolding her fingers as they sank in. She hid her arousal at the feeling.

"Can I… feel it?" Amy asked suddenly.

The other two looked at her strangely.

"It's just…" she looked down at her own narrow, cone like breasts and shrugged. "I just kind of wondered what all that… feels like."

"Go on, Keri, let her feel'em," Lauren laughed. There was a husky undertone to her words though, and her eyes were staring at Keri's big boobs.

"If you want," Keri shrugged, letting go of her breast and acting casual.

Amy stood up and moved in front of her, her eyes looking nervously at the big round breasts in front of her.

"They won't bite, Amy," Lauren taunted. Again, there was a strange throatiness to her voice. She stood up, moving forward and leaning against the wall on Keri's left.

Amy reached a hand out tentatively, her hand drawing back instantly when her fingers made contact with Keri's right breast. Then she pushed her hand forward, laying it against the breast, feeling Keri's chest rise and fall beneath it. She slowly and gently squeezed her fingers around the meaty sacks. Her eyes were wide as she observed her fingers pushing inward, digging deep indentations in the soft flesh.

Lauren, acting blase, stretched her hand out and cupped Keri's left breast, squeezing her fingers inward.

Keri felt her breast swelling under her friends' hands. She leaned backwards against the counter, pushing her breasts up and out.

The air in the little room was close and hot, all three of them were sweating and tense. There was an air of tension, of something about to happen, something new and extraordinary, something none of them knew how to hasten or avoid.

Lauren moved closer, and then suddenly, she sighed and her mouth came down on Keri's breast. She pushed her face into the thick meaty bag, rubbing her mouth against the warm skin. Her mouth opened and closed around Keri's hard, fat nipple, sucking it in.

Amy stared at her aghast, then looked back to Keri's other breast, and her hand squeezing it.

Keri groaned and brought her left hand around Lauren, her hand caressing the back of her friend's head. She closed her eyes and leaned backward as gentle waves of blissful sexual heat enveloped her.

Amy began to draw back, but something held her hand against Keri's breast. Somehow, she simply couldn't let go of it, couldn't pull herself away from the unfolding scene before her. Then Keri's right hand came out and squeezed her own breast and the little blonde pushed forward and buried her face against the brunette's other breast.

PART SIX

Jody was on her hands and knees on the floor in her bedroom. Joey was kneeling behind her, his long, fat cock sliding in and out of her pulsing cunt tube. Her eyes were unfocused as Mark knelt before her, his erection pointing at her lips like an arrow.

She dazedly opened her mouth and his organ slid between her soft wet lips and into her mouth. She let it push up against the back of her mouth before starting to work on it with her tongue. She lapped easily, finding his cock much simpler to take than her father's bigger one. The only complicated thing was Joey's pounding cock in her pussy. Not only was it difficult to concentrate with his cock-meat sliding back and forth inside her, but he was jerking her back and forth, making it hard to keep her mouth bobbing steadily on Mark's cock.

Mark's left hand had a good grip on her short hair as he humped against her face. His right hand slid back and forth against the side of her chest, then moved under to caress and squeeze her hanging tits.

Joey's fingers were digging into her hips as he pumped into her from behind. His hands moved upward and his right hand slid under her to cup her other tit.

Jody, to her embarrassment and surprise, was in seventh heaven. Hands all over her, hard cocks inside her, her body engulfed by deep, sexual fires, and her mind alive with sensuous rapture. She was a sexual creature, totally possessed by the two strong males using her body. She let her mind float amidst the surging sexual delight.

The two cocks pounded into her as Mark began to fuck her face. She groaned around it, intensely excited to be doubly pierced. She brought her head up and back as Mark thrust forward. Unknowingly, she had angled her neck perfectly, lined the entrance up with her mouth like a sword swallower. Mark's bulging, blood-filled erection slammed against the end of her mouth and then popped into her throat. She gulped in surprise as his rubbery flesh-coated meat pushed down her throat. Mark gasped as he felt her throat around his cockhead and didn't stop pushing until his balls were pressing against her lips. The two of them were startled by the turn of events, and didn't even react at first. Jody blinked stupidly, her throat feeling bloated and sore. All her breath was cut off by the meaty intruder. Still, her tongue whipped back and forth against the base of his cock inside her mouth.

Joey continued to pound his cock against her from behind, a terrible distraction to her as she tried to understand how Mark's cock had gotten so far down her throat. He slowly withdrew it and Jody felt it pop out of her throat. She drew in long, deep breaths, her body flaring with renewed heat at the thought of what she'd just done.

When Mark pushed forward again, she didn't resist, letting his cock push deeply down her throat once more. She almost gagged, but it slid down her throat, stilling the reflexive action. He began to fuck her throat with his cock, the fat, helmeted cock-head rubbing back and forth in her narrow throat tube. Every half dozen strokes, he pulled it out of her throat so she could breath, then pushed it back in again.

Meanwhile, Joey was starting to approach his orgasm. His hips and belly were slapping furiously against her round little buttocks as he stabbed his sword between her cuntlips and jammed it up into the young girl's belly. His hands slid around her waist, clasping her tightly against him as he jammed his prick into her. He grunted in pleasure, actually lifting her knees off the floor as he ground his belly into her silky soft ass.

***

Meanwhile, at the beach…

A raw, carnal air had gripped the little room as the three dazed young women pressed their sweating bodies together in passion. Keri kissed Lauren, then Amy, then Lauren again. Her breasts pressed against theirs, feeling the stiff little points of their nipples digging into the soft meat, and hers doing the same to theirs. Their hands awkwardly caressed her body, cupping and squeezing her big breasts, sliding over her arms and back and belly, but not daring yet to move near that last forbidden area between her legs.

Lauren hugged her tightly, her hands coming around her to cup Keri's buttocks as the two pressed their breasts together in hot, sensual heat.

Amy was not excluded. She was beside them, her breasts pressing against the sides of both of them. Her right hand was around Lauren, her left around Keri. Her hands stroked their backs as she kissed their throats and cheeks.

Keri was pressed backwards against the counter. Her legs spread and she groaned as she felt Lauren's hips push between them, forcing them further apart. Lauren's crotch pushed against hers as the smaller girl pressed forward, her hands tangled in Keri's hair and her lips pressed tightly against the full red lips of her friend.

Keri was half lying on the counter as her feet scrambled and slid on the floor. Amy, her eyes wide, pushed forward, not wanting to be left alone. She kissed the side of Lauren's face, then, as the other girl's body slid down along Keri's body, took her place and closed her lips against Keri's. Amy sat astride the counter, leaning across Keri's body, her right hand kneading the swollen mounds of hot, jigging tit meat on the brunette's chest, her left sliding through the thick brown hair. Her lips slid against Keri's, their tongues sliding daringly together.

Lauren's mouth slid down Keri's belly, her tongue swirled and circled her belly button, then dipped inside, twisting in circles. She slid downward against, her hands on Keri's waist, then on her hips. She slid to her knees before Keri, her face inches from the thin V of brown pubic hair over Keri's vaginal entrance. She gasped, her chest tight as she beheld the moist cleft at Keri's groin. Never had she seen another girl's genitals so closely, never had she touched them, smelled them. She slid her trembling fingers down through the curly brown hair and over the little slit. She pressed her finger against Keri's slit, sliding it up and down. Keri's belly kind of humped outward against her, the brunette's bowed legs almost slipping on the floor. Lauren felt the heat and wetness on her friend's slit. She pulled her finger away and stared at it before her eyes, then put it back against the slit and… pushed.

The sound of Keri's indrawn breath was a loud hiss of pleasure as she felt Lauren's finger slide easily into her vaginal canal. It pushed upward into her body until the knuckle ground into her clit. She groaned up into Amy's lips, her mind consumed with lust as the lewd lesbian copulation continued.

Lauren had dropped to her knees and now stared at Keri's pussy from a few inches away. She had never seen a pussy up close like this before. She'd never seen even her own pussy this close up. She looked at the pulpy little mound and the dark juicy cleft between the two lovely pussy lips. She stared in awe at the sight of her finger up between those two little cunt-lips. Keri's box was wet and hot, and sucked on her finger, trying to draw it further inside. She pumped the finger slowly in and out, watching as it glistened wetly with each withdrawal out. She brought up her left hand and slowly massaged Keri's sweet pussy mouth, continuing to pump her finger in and out of the slit. She brought her face closer still and slid a second finger into Keri's fuck-box, prying the tight lips open so she could peer inside.

Amy felt her entire body flushing with hot seeping carnal energy. She bent forward across Keri's body, her mouth suckling and slurping at Keri's lips. Their mouths joined, lips slipping back and forth. Their wet tongues slithered together as their hands fondled each other. Keri's fingers had tentatively moved up onto Amy's small breasts, rubbing over her tiny, steel hard nipples, flicking them with her nails and twisting them around.

Lauren's face moved against Keri's crotch. Her fingers held the exquisite opening wide as her tongue pushed far out and lapped upward along the fuck entrance. Keri's juices tingled on her tongue, her first-ever taste of female fuck-honey. She buried her face in the lush warm hole, sucking and wriggling her tongue from side to side. She searched for Keri's clit, up near where her lips joined at the top. It wasn't difficult to find, hard and erect as it was. She touched it, only briefly, and Keri groaned, shoving her crotch up. She began tonguing the little bud, her breathing coming in rapid gasps as she concentrated her efforts on the ultra-sensitive organ. Her finger was sliding in and out of Keri's fuck tube, marvelling all the while at the softness of her friend's insides. She'd felt her own fuck-tunnel before, of course. Somehow this was far, far different. She held onto Keri's thighs as the girl began to rut out at her, trying to jam her cunt on her tongue.

Lauren's fingers moved upward onto Keri's buttocks as the girl's legs thrashed and bounced in delight. She pushed her tongue deep into Keri's hole, mashing her nose into the thin growth of brown fur. She could hear Keri's muffled groans and grunts as she responded to the hot tonguing and finger fucking of her hole. Then Keri was lurching her lower body up into the air, mewling and whining with delirious pleasure as she climaxed in surging, white hot waves of sexual ecstasy. Her arm locked around Amy's head, locking their mouths together. Her other hand slid down onto Lauren's head, pushing her face into her pulsing, throbbing fuck hole as she humped up into against her.

***

Keri slammed the door closed as she fairly skipped down the hallway.

"You're looking awfully happy," Steve observed.

"Am," she grinned, not trying to explain. She wandered into the living room and looked out the window, then turned down the hall to her room. She almost bumped into Jody, coming out of her own room. She blinked in surprise, then nodded as she passed. She wondered, suddenly, if there was any truth to the rumors about Jody. Was it possible her little sister had done some pussy eating in the past?

Well, it didn't matter, she decided, closing her door and stripping off her pants and shirt. Jody was a simpleton like the rest of this stupid family. She'd probably spend the rest of her life in this damned junkyard of a home.

She put on a robe and went to the bathroom to have a shower, thinking about the hot time she and her friends had had in the little changing room. She couldn't imagine what had come over them to act like that. Amy had been white faced with guilt afterwards, even though Lauren had turned her talented mouth to bringing the little blonde to orgasm right after Keri.

Keri wasn't feeling at all guilty. As far as she was concerned, sex was a great thing. She'd never really thought about doing it with girls before, but today had proved that such a thing could be immensely pleasurable. She didn't have any hang-ups about it. She was a little worried about the starry eyed look on Lauren's face. If the girl was going to switch over to being a queer, she'd better not expect Keri to follow as a full-timer. As nice as the little tryst was, Keri had yearned for a big cock the whole time.

She began to slowly soap up her body, rubbing her soapy hands over her big meaty sacks of tit flesh as she hummed to herself in pleasure.

***

Up above the bathroom, in the narrow confines of the makeshift attic his dad had installed to help with insulating the place, Joey lay on his belly over a little hole in the floor he'd drilled earlier that day. The sounds of falling water came through the hole to the quiet attic, accompanied by a low humming.

Joey's cock was hard and pressed against his tight jeans as he held his eye against the hole and peeked down at his sister. He watched her hands slide over and around her bulbous round tit sacks, watched the malleable meat bulge and flatten and bounce under her fingers rubbing motions.

He sighed in pleasure as she leaned far over and scrubbed her feet, giving him a view down her buttocks to her cunt slit. He was determined to fuck this big-titted girl – sister or not – no matter what it took. Jody was only a warm-up for the real thing, as far as he was concerned.

Not that Jody wasn't cute, and really hot, too. It was just that he was a major tit man, always had been. Since he'd discovered his new found lust for his sisters, his hunger to see, feel, and taste Keri's big melons was almost insatiable.

It had only been a few hours since he and Mark had pounded their cocks into his younger sister's firm, squirming, writhing body, yet he was hornier than he'd been in weeks. Something about his sisters (one down, one to go!), now, made his blood boil every time he thought about them.

He watched the water bouncing off Keri's tit meat and ground his erection into the floor.

His plan was relatively simple. He knew that she jerked off. Hell, she had to be a pretty hot number to do herself up on the roof like that, earlier in the week. Now, he was going to watch her whenever she was around. There was another hole drilled in her bedroom roof, and he'd found a way to get up to the roof from the attic trap door. He would catch her jerking off again, only this time, he'd be in a position to do something about it. When she was at her peak, or starting into it, he'd present her with his nice big red cock to play with. He figured there was an even chance she'd simply accept it and let him stick her, especially if she was as much a slut as Jody – Christ! Little Jody was even fuckin' their father!

He thought again of his little sister's soft white tit meat and how he'd sucked and chewed on those hard, little pink nipples of hers. He was willing to bet that Keri's tits were a hell of a lot more tanned, her nipples much bigger and rounder.

He felt his prick throbbing against the floor and wondered whether he'd be able to get Jody alone long enough to take care of it. He licked his lips as Keri turned again, displaying her ample breast flesh to his feasting eyes. Jesus! But she was a hot piece of fuck-meat, he thought, the perfect body for burying a cock!

***

Steve groaned in pleasure, a sound mostly absorbed by Jennifer's hair. His face was buried in the corner of the hot little redhead's throat, her thick silky hair like a blanket across his face.

They were making out on the couch in the basement of her house. Her father was out playing golf or something. Her mother was upstairs. The TV was on, but he'd forgotten what was on, and didn't care anyway. All he cared about right now was his left hand, which was up under Jennifer's sweater, cupping her naked breast as he half lay, half crouched over her, and his right hand which had been trying, for about five minutes now, to get into Jennifer's pants.

He managed to get her pants open and his hand fully inside, his fingers feeling the moist heat of her pussy through her panties.

Her hand came down then and grabbed his wrist, pulling on it as she tried to break away from him. "S… Steve." she groaned, complainingly.

He pulled his hand out, not wanting to make her mad. He returned his full attention to her breasts, big, milky white and fleecy soft within her sweater. Both his hands slid up under her sweater now, his fingers kneading the swollen flesh of her tit sacks.

His lips closed on hers, their tongues ravishing each other's mouth. His forearms pushed upward on her sweater, shoving it up above her breasts. He stared at them excitedly. Tits, he thought, were awfully nice to look at and even nicer to feel, much like everything else about girls.

He pulled his lips away from Jennifer's and daringly brought his mouth down onto her right breast, closing tightly around her erect nipple and sucking fiercely as his tongue whipped back and forth across it with a wet, rasping massage.

Jennifer moaned, arching her back slightly. Her hands fluttered indecisively and then settled on the back of his head, sliding through his hair as he slurped wetly on her breast meat. He chewed lightly, sliding his tongue and lips over the fullness of her round, upturned tit, his fingers squeezing repeatedly.

He transferred his attention to her left breast, sucking on its dry nipple. His saliva soaked it as his mouth suckled energetically. He moved back to the right breast, his left hand continuing to massage her left.

His right hand slid up and down her soft belly, down to her pants. He popped them open and slid the zipper down, then slid his hand inside once again, this time making sure his fingers slid beneath her panties as well. His probing digits almost immediately encountered her red muff, and slid through the damp tangled hair to the source of the heat below.

She moaned in complaint, her hands coming down on his wrist again. He pushed forward determinedly, his fingers reaching her slit and rubbing up and down firmly but slowly. He searched quickly for her clit, trying to locate it by feel as Jennifer started gasping in complaint.

Her hands were pulling on his wrist but he easily kept his position. He pushed his index finger along her slit near the top, then found the hard little bud of flesh. He seized it between two fingers and began squeezing it while rubbing them together.

Jennifer gasped and her hips lurched upward involuntarily. Her legs spread wide, her right leg dropping off the couch. She seemed to recover herself though, bringing her legs together in an effort to squeeze him out. Her hands pulled with more determination on his wrist.

"Steeeve!" she panted. "No…! Stop!"

He interrupted her by dropping his lips against hers and jamming his tongue down her throat. His fingers continued to manipulate her sensitive little clitty, rubbing and twisting it as he tried to bring her body under his control. And then her hands around his wrist stopped pulling as she let her head roll from side to side and sighed in bliss. His fingers moved faster and spread out, his thumb and forefinger playing with her clit while he tried to push his index finger into her damp cunt tunnel. He dipped it in to the second joint and began to pump it in and out as his he and Jennifer joined in a passionate kiss that seemed to have no ending.

He rolled more fully atop her, his left hand taking her right and pulling it up against his bulging crotch. He placed her hand on his erection and pressed it tightly against him, humping into it as his index finger pushed deeper into her slit.

Jennifer was blinking confusedly, dizzy from the bubbling heat in her belly. She squeezed his groin as their tongues pushed back and forth in their mouths.

Steve pulled his right hand away from her cunt for a moment, but only to seize her pants and jerk them down more. He grabbed the back of her jeans and pushed downward, forcing them, and her panties over her buttocks and down to her knees. He palmed her crotch, squeezing it repeatedly and then rubbing over her clitty once more. She mewled with pleasure, squeezing his cock in turn. He pulled his mouth away from hers then, diving down to her right breast and sucking her nipple into his mouth.

The little redhead was nearly delirious with the sensual, erotic heat coursing through her veins. Her eyes were wide and uncomprehending as the pleasure mounted higher and higher. Her body shook and trembled beneath his touch as he stabbed two fingers up her pussy to the knuckles. He began to pump them in and out while sucking and squeezing her tit meat. He was confident now that he had her, that she wouldn't be able to resist anything he now did to her. Her own body had become to hot for her to suppress its demands any longer.

He grabbed her pants and pulled them off, leaving her naked except for the sweater, now bunched under her armpits and her sneakers and socks. He opened her legs wide and settled firmly between them, then reached for his zipper.

His face was buried between Jennifer's breasts as he got his pants open and pulled her small hand into them. He sighed with pleasure as her warm fingers slid around his hot, hard erection and squeezed tightly. Her mouth hung slack, her eyes half closed. She began to jerk against his hand, groaning and sighing continuously. She seized his hand and clamped it tightly against her pussy as she humped up against it. Her legs were wide open and her ass bounced on the couch as she fell into a shattering orgasm.

"Jennifer!"

He jerked his face out of her cleavage and looked up in shock to see her mother standing on the bottom step only a dozen feet away. She was holding a basket of laundry in her arms and staring at them in horror.

He staggered up off the redhead, pulling his pants back together around his rapidly diminishing cock. He fell off the couch and onto the floor, then jumped up and back away from the woman, who continued to stand on the stairs staring at them.

He couldn't think of anything to say in this situation, so didn't say anything. He thanked the Lord there was an outside entrance to the basement and ran for it, leaving Jennifer on the couch, just starting to become aware of the presence of her mother. She gave a squeal of embarrassment and pulled her legs together, trying to cover herself.

Steve didn't see any more as he pulled the door open and took off.

***

Joey dropped through the trap door of the attic and down to the floor. His face was flushed, and his cut-offs bulged at the crotch. After Keri's shower, he had shifted across the attic, to the hole above her bedroom, where he watched her take off her robe once more and begin to brush out her hair. He'd been hoping she'd do something with those jiggling slabs of tit meat on her chest, or maybe that little furred gateway between her legs, but she apparently wasn't in the mood. She'd dressed and left the room.

He looked around the house nonchalantly. Keri was sitting on the couch near Jason, watching a movie. The two of them looked pretty occupied. He knew his dad was out at a tractor pull, and Steve was over at some girl's house. That left Mark, who didn't matter.

He went back down the hall and pushed against Jody's door. It was locked. He grinned to himself and fetched a piece of straight wire, then stuck it into the little hole and turned the knob. He opened it slowly, hoping to catch her doing something dirty, she was only lying on the bed reading though.

He stepped in and closed the door behind him as she looked up at him.

"I thought I locked that," she said, suspiciously.

"So I unlocked it," he replied, moving towards her bed.

"What do you want?"

"I want you and that tight little hole of yours."

She reddened slightly and glared at him. "I'm not your little whore. Go and find someone else to fuck with."

"I want to fuck with you," he grinned, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching for her.

She slapped at his hand but he rolled onto her and pinned her arms above her head.

"You know you're hot for it," he panted, kissing her cheeks as she tried to twist away.

"I'm not! Get off me!"

"That's what you said before," he leered. "Then you started begging for it."

She scowled furiously, embarrassed at the recollection.

His lips came down on hers and his tongue pressed against them. His right hand unfastened the buttons of her shirt one by one. She wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts stuck up at him as he pulled her shirt open.

"Mmmmmmm," he said, pulling his lips away from her face and lowering it to her left breast. He sucked on her nipple, grinding his teeth across it.

"Stop it, Joey!" she gritted, sounding angry.

He pulled his face away from her tit and looked down at her face indulgently. "Wait a few minutes and you'll be saying 'Don't stop it, Joey!'," he taunted.

"I don't want to," she groaned.

"I do." He rubbed his face back and forth across her breasts as his hand reached for her pants.

PART SEVEN

Steve kicked furiously at the fence as he walked into the scrap yard. His initial relief to be away from Jennifer's mother had rapidly given way to frustration and anger. Why did the bitch have to come down right then!? Why couldn't she have waited another ten fucking minutes!?

He could still feel Jennie's fleshy tits pressed against his face, and the hot wetness between her legs. His cock still throbbed from her fingers squeezing touch. He felt like raping a knothole. It wasn't as if he were a virgin, but hell, pussy was hard to come by unless you had a steady girl or were willing to pay for it.

He didn't have a steady and didn't have the money or inclination to buy some sloppy whore. He glared fiercely as he thought about all the hot pussy he was surrounded by at school, and how hard it was to get any of it. Why the hell did guys have to go to such great lengths to get into a girl's pants anyway?

He figured life would be a lot simpler if all girls were sluts and whores who would drop their pants at any guy's command. Hell, if girls were just like guys, there wouldn't be any problems. Guys were all sluts. He knew he wouldn't have to be asked twice if some half-decent looking girl came up to him and asked him to fuck her. Why were girls so different?

He grumbled to himself as he slammed through the door into the house and wandered down the hall to the kitchen. He got a Coke from the fridge and went back to his room, intending to take a shower and maybe jerk off. As he passed Jody's door though he heard strange sounds coming from inside.

***

Joey, mindful of how Mark had caught his dad fucking Jody, was keeping the noise level down; but, unfortunately, in his eagerness to get at his horny little sister, he hadn't closed the door tightly. The wind had pushed it open several inches as the two had wrestled on the bed and he hadn't noticed.

Steve pushed the door open to see what the sounds were and stopped in the doorway, his jaw dropping. He saw Joey's fiery red erection slam deep into the dripping cunt in front of him, and heard the girl groan in response.

His cock bounced excitedly as his eyes scanned the deliciously parted buttocks of the girl kneeling in front of his brother and he wondered whether Joey would allow seconds on the chick.

It took his brain a few moments to process and recognize the voice of the groaning girl, then another few for his eyes to shift off the delicious sight of her glistening cunt surrounding and swallowing Joey's prick. He moved in slightly, looking for the girl's face, but couldn't see it as she was looking forward, away from him. He recognized the hair though.

"Holy shit!" he gasped, knowing it was Jody. He was amazed, not only that Joey was screwing their little sister, but that Jody had an ass and a cunt like that. He continued to watch Joey slam his cock in and out of the little blonde girl's pussy, admitting to himself that Jody was sure enjoying it.

Like a sleepwalker, he moved forward into the room, until Joey finally noticed him. He skipped a beat in his fucking stroke, then studied his brother, realizing quickly that the bulge in his pants indicated something other than disapproval.

"Hot little bitch, ain't she?" he panted.

Steve didn't reply, continuing to stare down at them, especially at Jody.

"Her mouth is free. No waiting. Feed her that hard-on of yours. She swallows cock like a pro."

"Wow!" Steve said, shaking his head in astonishment. He glanced down at his bulging crotch, then at Jody's panting mouth, then at Joey's cock plunging in and out of her cunt tube.

He pulled his zipper down and unsnapped his pants, then almost ripped them off his feet. He jumped onto the bed, kneeling in front of Jody. His bouncing erection slapped her in the face and she opened her dazed eyes to see it pointing at her like a spear.

She opened her mouth and Steve shoved it inside. He almost came as he felt her warm, wet lips surround his boner and her tongue touch the underside of the sensitive head. Her mouth slid up the length of his cockshaft, and her tongue began to work around and around on his cock.

Then, he did cum, blowing off a huge wad of jism, which she swallowed quickly. It was a tremendous relief for Steve. The saved-up juices he'd meant for Jennifer pumped out into his sister's eager mouth and down her throat as the soft heat of her oral cavity worked smoothly and gently on his spasming prick.

"Oh, Christ! Suck it, Jody! Suck it!" he groaned, seizing her hair and pushing his cock deeper into her mouth.

He could feel Joe's body pounding into her ass, sending the vibrations through her body to his cock. He looked up, raising his eyes from her puckered cheeks to Joe's prick ravishing her pussy. Joe smashed his cock into her brutally, his hands on her hips as he groaned and jammed his cock fully inside.

Joey came then too, his excitement too great as he and Steve double-fucked the little nympho blonde fore and aft. He shot his sperm deep into the center of her belly as he felt her silky cunt muscles shake and quiver around him.

"Let her clean you off with her mouth! I gotta fuck that cunt!" Steve cried, pulling his prong free from her lips. He lifted Jody upwards, until he was facing her, then shoved her backwards, neatly turning her over so she was on her back, with her cunt facing him.

Jody looked up to see Joe kneeling over her face. He pressed his still-hard cock down against her lips and she opened them to suck him inside.

Steve rubbed his hand over Jody's smooth little fuck hole, delirious with pleasure as he fingered the most sought after prize for any male. He pumped two fingers in Jody's cunt, pulling them out all greasy. He dried them on her tits, squeezing and kneading the fleshy round mounds as he centered his cock against her cunt and slid slowly inside.

He groaned as he felt the tightness of her fuck tube around his cock. It was delightfully juicy and warm and he pulled his cock in and out with slow, easy strokes, content finally, his cock embedded in her sucking fuck chamber. He watched Joe's cock sliding in and out of her mouth, and squeezed and fondled her breasts. His hands stroked across her body, marvelling at its beauty and perfection. After all these years of seeing her in her jock clothes, he was now appreciating her well-built body.

A few more deep strokes and Jody was not his sister to him anymore, she was a cunt, a girl, a piece of available fuck meat for him to use. His hands went beneath her knees and lifted them up, shoving her legs backwards as his cock picked up speed. His and Joe's hands fought for possession of Jody's titties as they slid their cocks in and out of her two holes.

***

Keri was hot, sweaty and still tired when she woke up the next morning. She didn't know why, but she'd had strange and erotic dreams all night long. In them, she'd been fucking all manner of men and boys and women and girls. She didn't try and understand the dreams, merely jerked off to their memory.

She still didn't know what had come over the three of them the day before. She was definitely not gay, she knew that. She simply loved cock too much. Still, it had been very nice, there with the girls, feeling their hands on her, and feeling their soft bodies with her own hands. So what was wrong with fucking girls, anyway? She had a hot, warm cum, and rested for a minute before getting out of bed.

She put on a robe and went down the hall to the bathroom for her morning shower. Even as she closed the door, and locked it, then pulled off her robe, she could feel her excitement still there. Her body looked flushed and tanned both as she looked at it in the mirror. She ran her tongue across her lower lip, then began posing in sexy positions for the mirror. She bent her body back, putting her hands behind her head, throwing her huge tits out. They looked so perfectly rounded when she did that. She found her breathing getting heavier.

She searched in the drawer and found a rounded toothpaste pump-dispenser that seemed just the right size. She turned sideways, watching herself in the mirror as she rubbed the fat tool against her crotch, then she turned around, her back to the counter. She placed the bottom of the dispenser against the edge of the counter, and watched it closely in the angled mirror as she slowly backed against it, raising herself on her tip toes and sitting back down on the dispenser.

She watched it push aside her oily cuntlips and slide into her body. More and more of it disappeared into her cunt as she lowered herself on the counter. One by one, the bright letters on the container disappeared into her hot, sucking cunt tube, until the entire tube was inside her.

The bottom of the tube was hollow and she placed her fingers inside it, using them to pull the tube out of her pussy tunnel. She started sliding it in and out, watching herself in the mirror.

The roof creaked overhead, but she didn't notice it.

She stuffed the tube fully into her hole again, then turned and got into the tub. She turned on the water, wetting herself down, letting the hard little drops caress her swollen tit mounds. She pumped her ass in and out, her pussy muscles squeezing down around the plastic tube inside her.

She reached up and pushed the showerhead over, angling the water against the wall and away from her, then grabbed the soap and began rubbing it all over her body, starting on her titties. She scooped up huge mounds of flesh and rubbed the soap all across it, turning her titties white and slippery. She ran the soap all over her soft little belly, then down between her legs. She sucked in with her cunt muscles and the slippery tube disappeared inside her, letting her cuntlips close again. It was as if the tube did not exist, except that she could feel it up inside her belly, spreading her cunt tunnel wide. She had never tried this before, and except for the tube being a little too smooth, she knew she would be using the dispenser again.

She soaped her pussy hard, then ran the soap up the crack of her ass and soaped up her round buttocks and back. She soaped up every inch of her body below her jaw, then began running her hands all over herself, arching and twisting her body as her cunt shook and quivered in delight.

She put her hands high above her head, bending far back and letting the plastic tube slide out of her cunt. When it was halfway out, she pushed her ass back against the soap holder on the wall and jammed it back inside. She turned around and rubbed her soapy wet titties against the glass doors of the shower, groaning with lust and pleasure.

Then she gave a gasp of shock as the door opened and Joey, naked, jumped in.

"Joey!" she cried. "Get out of here!"

"Not after what I seen, Keri! You need a cock right now, and I wanna fuck that pussy of yours before my prick blows up!"

"No! You can't!" she cried.

She pushed at him, but her soapy hands slipped against his bare chest and she found her body pressed against his. She hurriedly backed away, only to have him follow her, pressing tightly against her naked body.

"Get out or I'll scream!" she cried.

"Go ahead! I know you want it, Keri!" He cornered her and leered down at her.

Keri's right hand was across her big breasts, and her left was cupping her sweet cunt meat, blocking both from his lustful sight.

Joey was too wild to be restrained. He had watched through the peep hole as she had stuffed the toothpaste dispenser up her cunt hole, then rubbed herself with soap and jerked off. Now he was going to bury his pole up inside her or die trying. He grabbed her hands and pulled them above her head, holding them against the corner of the wall with one hand as his other grabbed her left tit and squeezed tightly. He watched in joy as his fingers sank into the big mammary balloon, almost disappearing from sight.

"Jesus, you got nice tits!" he sighed. He longed to suck them, but was held back by the soap. He pulled her away from the wall and over in front of him, holding her against him as he directed the water onto her.

She struggled wildly as he held her wrists above her still, humping his groin into her buttocks while the water cleared her nubile body of soap. He lifted her wrists higher, forcing her up onto her toes, then held her there with one big hand while the other caressed her body.

"Daddy will kill you, you son-of-a-bitch!"

"I don't think so, little sister."

He rubbed his hand across those big, meaty tit cones, feeling her nipples press into his fingers as he rubbed across them. His hand slid down her belly and between her legs, where it encountered the toothpaste tube half way out of her hole. He laughed in delight, and Keri turned red as he seized the tube and pumped it in and out a few times.

"You don't need this, Keri. I got something a lot better for you!" he giggled.

He pulled the tube out and tossed it on the bottom of the tub, then whirled her around, letting her arms drop and folding his around her. He hugged her tightly, his mouth seeking, then finding hers. His hands slid down to her ass to pull her tightly against him as his lips crushed down on hers.

Her huge, fat, wet titties pressed against his chest like big pillows, squashed between their bodies as his mouth ravished her. His lips were like mad spiders, sliding all over her face and throat. His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly and slid up and down the crack between them.

"Joooeeeyyy!!" she groaned, as he bent down ad folded his lips around her inch long nipple.

He sucked it like a popsickle as his fingers dug deep valleys in her ass cheeks.

She arched her back, bending herself far back and thrusting her tits towards his face, grunting in pleasure as her sizzling cunt ignited with new and greater fire, sending flaring bolts of passion up into her belly.

Keri's mind was a swirling storm of emotions and helpless responses. She was dazed by the almost painful heat pouring out of her vaginal hole. All she could do was groan and gasp and hang onto Joey to keep from falling down.

Joey pressed her into the corner of the tub, one of his hands lifting her right leg up and apart, opening her crotch up to him as he pressed against her.

She felt his hard erection rub against her inner thighs as he dry humped her.

Then his hand was on his cock, centering it against the sharply outlined little slit between her legs. He rubbed his wet cock back and forth between her cuntlips, feeling the silky softness of her flesh against his with a groan of delight.

"No," she said, in a small voice, one that could barely be heard.

But he would not have paid any attention, even if he had heard. His body vibrated to the song of lust, shaking and churning juices bubbling in his veins as his cockhead pressed against the tight elastic opening to her body. Then he felt the compression on his cock as it entered her.

She felt her lips parted, felt her body pierced by his male organ. At first it was only an inch, then, as he found himself properly lodged in her entrance, he bent slightly, pulled her leg further apart, and slowly, but firmly, slid his fat erection up her cunt and into her belly. She let out a long, soft groan of pure delight as she felt the intruding organ slide up through her cuntlips and move into her belly. Her head fell back against the wall and she closed her eyes in bliss.

Joey forced his body against her, pressing the last inch of his shaft into her body with glee. His right hand cupped her buttocks, then moved over and rubbed against her asshole. He straightened a finger and slid it into her puckered anus as he held her tightly against him, unmoving but for the shaking and quivering of her body.

Their lips met in a long, hot, voraciously hungry kiss. Their tongues intertwined, sliding back and forth over each other like snakes in a shallow cave. Her hands, finally rose, came around his broad shoulders. She grinded herself on his hot pole of flesh, whimpering slightly as his hard cock moved and twisted within her.

After what seemed like eons, he finally began to move his body, sliding his gleaming cockshaft, inch by slow inch, out of his sister's clutching wet cunt tube. It slid harshly across her clit, making her shiver and twitch against him. When only the cockhead remained inside, he slowly pushed it back inside again. His movements were measured and even as he began to fuck her, but didn't remain so for long. Neither of them, consumed in the fires of incestuous lust, could last for long, neither could hold back the furious tides of erotic passion surging through their bodies.

His strokes came faster, harder, stronger. His cock slamming into her, stabbing up into her crotch with a terrible power that lifted her foot up off the bottom of the tub. His hips pounded against her spread thighs, hammering her with bruising, jarring force.

She grunted with each impact, loudly, lustfully, in some pain, but overwhelming ecstasy. He staggered back, almost losing his balance, Keri lodged on his pole, her arms around his shoulders, his hands under her buttocks. He lurched forward again, slamming her back against the wall, almost knocking the breath out of her with the twin impacts of her back against the wall and his body, and cock against her.

He twisted her around, almost viciously. Her hands slid off his shoulders and she fell back momentarily, her upper body falling away, her fingers nearly brushing the bottom of the tub as Joey arched backwards and held her waist tightly to keep her groin locked against his. He pulled her up again, and her flailing hands found and caught hold of the shower curtain rod. Her small fingers closed around it, holding herself upright as Joey pounded his prong into her sucking, spitting cunt tube.

Joey's hands slid off her waist, sliding down her buttocks and then down her thighs. He lifted her legs up in the air, his hands sliding down to lock around her ankles.

Keri was almost bent backwards as he forced her ankles up and to either side of her body, spreading her crotch for even deeper penetration. Keri hung on grimly to the shower rod, her glazed eyes staring at her brother's bulging blue eyes as he hammered his cock into her crotch hole. The force of his penetrations made her swing back and forth on the rod, and caused the rod to jerk and bounce wildly. Her tits bounced madly, flopping and jouncing against her ribs like giant water balloons.

From time to time, Joey bent and locked his lips around one of her nipples, sucking fiercely, chewing and biting on her sensitive flesh as he sought to suck as much tit meat into his mouth as he could.

Her cunt was burning and cramping with terrible excitement as it clenched around the cock pounding within it. It burned with greater and greater heat, until finally, with one final surge of excitement, it blasted off, sending a long, glorious wave of ecstasy through Keri's shining, gasping body. She came with a rush, her head bobbing up and down, her mouth opening and closing and her eyes rolling back n her head. She began to throw her hips back at him, making her body swing harder and harder to impale herself on her brother's big prick.

And then, the shower curtain tore loose from the wall, almost dropping her onto her back.

Joey caught her in time, but his tensed up, sex crazed body and mind could not hold her and slowly she came down onto the side of the tub. Her ass finally found support on the side of the tub, while her head and shoulders came down on the other side, sliding down onto the floor between the tub and the toilet. Her hair and head banged and jerked on the floor as her hands twitched uncontrollably. Joey held onto her legs, his cock still pounding down into her fuck-hole.

She came again, her body trembling and shaking on the floor as her furnace like cunt screamed in pleasure around the hard pumping cock inside it. Her eyes were blinded by a flaring white light that surrounded her shaking, quivering body. Her mind blanked, riding the tidal wave of sexual pleasure screaming through her frame. She gained some use of her limbs after her second cum, reaching, clawing upward on the tub and the toilet. She pulled herself up off the floor, then cried out as another wave of orgasm roared through her. She hung in mid air above the floor, her body jerking spasmodically as her sexual high snapped and tore at her senses. She pulled desperately at her legs, still locked in Joey's tight embrace, trying to pull her crotch free from his pounding cock. She succeeded in pulling her left leg free, and swung it around, trying to turn over and move away.

The two of them stumbled on the side of the tub, Keri sprawling belly down across the toilet seat. Her wet body dripped water onto the floor and toilet. Her knees pained as they banged the bottom of the toilet.

Joey's cock still rested within her fiery box and he had no intention of letting it be pushed out. He half knelt, half lay upon her, his cock thrusting repeatedly into her fuck-hole as she groaned and gasped in bleary delirium. Keri's box was far tighter than Jody's, and Joey wanted his cock to be buried deep in his sister, forever!

Now the sound of their wet bodies coming together was louder even than the shower water which continued to spray against the walls. The slap-slap-slap-slap of his belly into her glistening buttocks resounded around the small room. He felt his groin tighten, felt his prong expand with even greater power and pleasure.

Suddenly he halted in mid-thrust, then picked up the pace, pistoning his organ in and out of her as it exploded with his cum. Huge wads of milky white sperm spat out the end and flooded down into her belly.

Keri felt the cum spaying into her cunt, it ignited another cum, this one bursting directly from her hole, sizzling and burning its way up her spine to her brain and then erupting in a long series of shattering bolts of pleasure that emptied her mind of all but pleasure.

Joey continued to tear his sausage like cock in and out of her clenching, spasming fuck-tube, feeling his cock, rather than soften, get harder again. His lust for her nubile body refusing to be satiated by one cum. He fucked her furiously, his cock churning within her overheated body for long minutes as she whined and grunted and whimpered like a tortured, mindless animal.

Then he came again, cum juice pouring out of his cock and down into her cunt-pit. As before, the bubbling juices sent a crackling electric wave up her spine and into her brain, setting off small explosions of bliss and joy all through her tortured body.

Finally Joey's cock began to soften and he slipped it out of her, dropping back on the floor on his ass, his exhausted body heaving with exertion as his eyes stared at her cunt only a few feet before him, and the cum juice drooling out between her hot, shining, pink pussy-lips.

"Ba… bastard! You fucking rapist!" she groaned, finally.

"Yeah… right, like you didn't enjoy it, you slut," he gasped.

"Shiiit!" she moaned, trying to pull herself to her feet. She succeeded, but then swayed and sat down hard on the toilet, legs sprawled apart.

"I'm your sister, you prick!" she scowled, her chest rising and falling as she tried to regain her breath.

"So? Jody's my sister, too. I fucked her already."

Her eyes opened wide. "You what!? You fucked Jody?!"

He nodded his head, grinning cockily. "Yeah, I fucked her, and so did Mark and Steve."

"I don't believe you!"

"Oh, it's true."

"She's fucking ALL of you!?"

"You bet. She's a hot little number. I mean, she just can't get enough."

"I think you're full of it!"

"Yeah? Wait and see, Keri. Wait and see."

"What about Daddy? He'll kill all of you. He doesn't know?"

"I don't think so. But so what? He's been fucking her for longer than us."

"You liar!"

"It's true! Next time, I'll come get you and you can watch with us. He's a real humper, the old man. Hung like a horse."

"But Jody… Jody's a… a…"

"So she's a tomboy, so what? She likes cock as much as you do."

She flushed and closed her legs. "I do not like cock that much," she sniffed.

"Yeah, sure. You were dicking yourself with the toothpaste for nuthin'."

"How the fuck do you know what I was doing?" she demanded.

He grinned, shamefaced and pointed to the ceiling.

"You were peeping at me?!" she scowled.

"I couldn't help myself. I had to see those fantastic tits of yours, sis! I ain't ever seen another set like yours!"

"Well, I hope you got yourself an eyeful!"

"Yeah, I did. Wasn't half so good as sucking and squeezing them, though."

She scowled at him, folding her arms across her rounded breasts.

"Wait till Mark gets his lips on those big, tasty nipples of yours," he grinned.

"Oh, yeah? Who says Mark is going to?!" she demanded.

He grinned.

PART EIGHT

Jim hadn't missed Joey's furtive exit from the bathroom, especially after the long time he'd been in there. He was in his room, sitting on his bed, leafing through some papers. The door was only open an inch, but it gave him a view of the bathroom door.

He had watched curiously as Joey had come out, looked quickly around, then closed the door behind him. Stupid kid, he'd thought, since the bathroom door had to be left open after a shower to let the steam dissipate.

Then the door had opened, seemingly of its own accord, and Keri had come out, also looking carefully around.

Whoa! Jim thought. What the fuck were they doing in there together for so long?

Keri scampered past the door, close enough for him to note her wet hair.

Well, well, well! he thought to himself, grinning in delight.

***

Keri dried her hair in her room, then slipped on a blue tank top and a pair of cuttoffs. She walked down the hall to the kitchen, passing the living room where her brothers were watching TV. They'd all looked up at her as she'd passed, falling silent.

She pretended to ignore them, but couldn't help wondering just what Joey had told them. If it was true that Steve and Mark and him and her father were screwing Jody, he wouldn't have found it necessary to keep quiet about him and her.

She got a Coke and then walked back through the dining room, holding her head up and aloof as the boys watched her. She blushed slightly, then gritted her teeth in anger. Was that bastard making it all up or not? She had to find out. She passed her own room and went on to Jody's.

"Who is it?" Jody called, after she'd knocked.

She pushed the door open and walked in, not answering. Jody frowned at her, especially since she was only wearing a pair of string bikini panties and no bra. She was standing by her closet and was obviously in the process of getting dressed.

"You're supposed to wait until I say 'come in'," she frowned.

"What do you think you have that I don't?" Keri snapped, closing the door behind her.

"What do you want?"

Keri walked across the room to stand beside her sister. "I want to know something. Is it true that you been fucking everybody but Jason?"

Jody blushed and turned away, pulling a sweatshirt with the arms torn off over her head. "Who said?"

"Joey. He said he fucked you, and that Steve and Mark fucked you, too."

"He's a fuckin' liar!" Jody sniffed.

"Is he?"

"You think I'd fuck my own brothers?"

"I don't know, that's why I asked."

"Well, I didn't. Okay?"

"Jody, he said you fucked Dad, too!"

Jody blushed even more. "I didn't!"

"How come you're turning red, then?"

"Well, shit. You come in here and ask me if I'm fucking my own father! Shit, Keri!"

She had her back turned to Keri and bent forward across her bed to get her jeans. Keri glared at the girl, certain she was lying. She grabbed Jody from behind, her weight forcing her sister down on the bed. They struggled, Keri's knee coming down between Jody's legs and mashing against her crotch, her hand pulling Jody's right arm up behind her back, and her other hand in the girl's blonde tresses.

"You tell me the truth, you little slut!" she snarled.

"Oowwww! You're hurting me!" Jody cried.

"Tough! Tell me what's been going on around here! Tell me if you fucked Daddy!"

"NO! I didn't!"

"Liar!" She pulled up on her sister's arm more, making Jody yowl with the pain.

"You've always been a spoiled little bitch! I wouldn't be surprised if you fucked Daddy just to get out of the chores!"

"I didn't! I didn't! Let me up you fat cunt!"

Keri glared down at her angrily, but was afraid to pull on her arm more in case she actually broke it. Then she became aware of her knee in Jody's crotch, mashing into the soft meat. She smiled grimly and put more weight on that knee, jamming it hard against the blonde's tender pussy.

"Owwwww!" Jody sobbed.

"Tell me the truth, you bitch!" She put more weight on her knee.

"All right! All right!" Jody sobbed. "I did it, but I couldn't help myself!"

Keri let up on the pressure. "What do you mean you couldn't help yourself?"

"He… he came in on me one time when I was jerking off and just… just dropped his pants and stuck it in me. I couldn't stop him!" she sobbed.

"And you been fucking him since them?"

"I try to say no! Once he starts touchin' me, though, I lose control. I get all hot and crazy and all I want is his cock in me!"

"And what about Mark and Joey and Steve?"

"They started it," she complained, "Just the other day. I didn't go after them. They came after ma and they wouldn't take no for an answer!"

"So you're fucking all of them?"

"Except Jason," the blonde admitted, morosely.

"God! Here I thought you were a virgin, maybe even a lezzie and you been fucking more than I have!"

"You thought I was a lesbian!? You rotten bitch!"

"Oh, shut up!" Keri frowned. "You're telling me you never licked a girl's pussy?"

"I never did!"

"Why not? You've done everything else!"

"Haven't. Let me up."

Keri drew back, pulling her knee away from Jody's cunt and letting the girl roll over onto her back. She sat down beside her on the bed, frowning.

"What've you done, anyway?" Jody asked, "Since you want to know so much about me?"

"I've done a lot," Keri sniffed. "Maybe more than you."

"Yeah, sure."

"You're just a little punk kid," Keri dismissed her.

"Maybe, but I've been fucking Dad a while, and I've done a bunch of stuff with the guys and they weren't complaining."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"Well… well, like doin' two at once."

"Yeah? I've never done two guys at once," Keri admitted.

"See."

"How do you do that?"

"Simple, one in the puss an' one in the mouth."

"Well, I've done stuff, too."

"Yeah, like what?"

"Like I did my biology teacher at school, right on his desk."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. What a pervert, though! He tied me up and made me suck him on my knees."

"Wow."

"You ever been tied up?"

Jody shook her head. "Ever been fucked up the ass?"

Keri shook her head. "You?"

"Almost. Joey put his finger there."

"Yeah, he does do that."

"How do you know!?" Jody demanded.

Keri blushed and grinned.

"You fucked him, too!"

"Just now. He just about raped me in the shower!"

"How was he, pretty good, huh?"

"Yeah, really good."

"He's the horniest of all of them! I took a cock down my throat – Mark's."

"Yeah? Didn't you throw up?"

"Nuh, uh."

"Cool. I know what I did, and you didn't."

"Yeah, what?"

"I fucked with girls."

"You slut! You mean you sucked pussys?"

"Uh, huh."

"Who?"

"Lauren and Amy both at the same time."

"Wow! You like it?"

"Sure. It was a surprise when it happened, but we all just sort of went with the mood. It was great getting my boobs licked and my pussy too. Do the guys lick pussy?"

"Not much, nor Daddy. They don't take their time, usually."

"Too bad. It's fabulous to get a tongue inside you squirming around like crazy."

Both girls were getting hot with all the sex talk. Every time one of them mentioned something, the image flashed into the other one's head and excited her. Keri found it incredibly erotic thinking about Jody getting fucked over the counter by her dad. Jody thought it was real exciting to think of Keri on her back on a teacher's desk.

Unconsciously, their hands had strayed to their itchy teenage pussies and were rubbing lightly.

"I fucked Mark Prentice in the back of his car," Keri said.

"Yeah? Ever fuck Domingo Mendez?"

"No. You did? He's a black guy!"

Jody shrugged.

"So, is it true about how big they are?"

"Naww, leastways not Domingo. Daddy's A LOT bigger. He's real big."

"How big?"

"Real big. He really stretches my pussy."

"That's cause you're a shrimp."

"Am not!" Jody said, indignantly.

"Oh, you are too."

Jody jumped up and pulled her shirt off, then skinned off her panties to stand there naked. She posed for her sister, throwing her chest out.

"Think I look skinny and shrimpy?" she challenged.

"Well, you look pretty good, actually. I look better, though. No denying that." Keri got up and shucked out of her cut-offs and panties, then pulled off her tank top and bra.

"You sure got big boobs, sis," Jody said, admiringly.

"Drives the boys nuts. I wish they wouldn't squeeze so hard on 'em, though. They really like to dig their fingers into them."

"Wait till Daddy gets his hands on them."

"I'm not gonna fuck Daddy!"

"I bet you are."

"No, way. As I said, the only reason it happened with Joey was because he crashed into the bathroom while I was showering and practically raped me!"

They looked at each other for a moment in silence.

"Are you hot as me?" Jody asked.

"Yeah."

"Wanna show me about pussy licking?"

"Well, I dunno." Keri looked at her sister's lush young body and her pussy gave a little sparkle of heat. "Okay, but you have to suck me, too."

"I don't know how."

"Just do like I do."

"Okay."

Jody sat on the edge of the bed and Keri sat down beside her. A low thrill ran through both girls as their hips touched. The two of them sat side by side for several moments, nervous and a bit shy, then Keri kind of slid her left arm around Jody's back and started rubbing her soft skin. Her right hand pressed flatly against Jody's right breast, then cupped it and started squeezing gently. They kissed, at first very tentatively, giggling a little, the with growing passion.

Keri pulled her left hand from behind her sister and cupped the girl's right breast, transferring her right hand to Jody's crotch, which was already moist and warm. Jody spread her legs a little more and leaned back, letting her sister take charge. She hissed in delight when Keri bent over and took her left nipple into her mouth. She could feel Keri's wet lips suckling gently on the little pink bud, even as her fingers squirmed between her legs. She slid her own hand out and placed it between Keri's legs, feeling the heat emanating from the brunette's cunt pit.

They both lay back on the bed, on their sides. Their mouths were soft, gentle butterflies, moving against each other. Their hands caressed each other's bodies, petting, stroking, fondling. Each had a hand in each other's crotch, rubbing clittys. Fingers moved softly in overheated pussys.

"Oh God, Keri!" Jody moaned.

"Mmmmmmm," Keri responded, her mouth suckling at Jody's throat.

"Lookit that, would ya?!"

Both girls gasped and pulled away from each other as Mark, Joey, Jason and Steve sauntered into the room, their eyes hungry and staring.

Both girls nervously folded their arms in front of their chest, reddening in embarrassment.

"So you two like to suck pussy, huh?" Mark snorted.

"See, I told you so!" Joey laughed.

"I'll be God damned!" Jason shook his head.

"You will if you don't get some of that!" Steve said.

"You guys get out of here!" Jody pouted.

"Not yet, Jody, honey," Steve grinned.

"We're gonna fuck you silly!" Joey said.

"Shit! I get first pick, seeing as I'm the only one who hasn't fucked 'em already!" Jason said.

"I ain't fucked Keri!" Mark protested.

"Neither have I!" Steve said.

"You fuck Jody first," Joey said.

"Wait a second," Keri protested, worriedly, as the guys surrounded them.

Mark sat down next to her, pushing her back on the bed. His hands going to her big breasts. "Man! Lookit these tits!" he exulted, squeezing and mashing her mammaries together.

"Come're, Jody," Jason said. He knelt on the bed behind her. His hands went around her waist and slid her back across the bed away from Keri.

Mark sat across Keri's stomach, then started to slide his cock into the valley between her big breasts. He pushed her tits together around his cock, rubbing it through the soft flesh all the way to her chin.

Steve pulled a pillow over and slid it beneath Keri's head, propping her up. "Suck his cock, sis!" he snickered.

Mark began hitting her chin with each forward stroke and Keri resignedly opened her mouth and took it in between her lips. Mark pumped evenly, his long pole sliding between her tits and into her mouth, then back down again.

Keri felt her legs pulled apart but couldn't see who it was. Then a hard cock was pushed into her cunt, sliding deep inside her. She groaned around Mark's cock, working her tongue on it as the cock in her pussy began to pump quickly.

"You boys having fun?"

Everyone stopped suddenly, eyes turning towards the door where their father stood.

"Uhhhh… Dad!" Mark gasped, his cock still embedded in Keri's mouth, his hands still squeezing her fat tit meat around his shaft.

Jason stared from over Jody's shoulder. The little blonde was straddling him as he sat on the edge of the bed, her cunt firmly enfolding his boner. His hands were on her soft buttocks as he stared apprehensively at his father.

Joey was standing on the bed, his cock in Jody's mouth. Steve knelt behind Keri, his cock up her pussy. Both held still, looking at the man as his eyes scanned them.

"So why wasn't I invited?" Jim said, finally.

Several of the boys grinned, and Steve began fucking into Keri again.

"All right, knock it off!" Jim ordered, coming into the room.

Everyone pulled away from the two girls, sliding hard cocks out of soft holes. Jim stood next to the bed, eyeing the half dozen naked kids with unbridled interest.

"Let's see if we kin do this right," Jim said. "How long you guys been doin' this, anyway?"

"We been fucking Jody since we saw you do it a couple of days ago," Joey volunteered.

"I only fucked Keri today, and Steve's the next one, right now."

"She's got nice tits, huh Pa?" Mark inquired.

"She do at that. Stand up girl."

Keri hesitated, and he motioned her up with his hand. She stood up and he pulled her away from the bed.

"Turn around a little. I wanna see you. All of you."

She did as he ordered, blushing self-consciously as they all looked at her nude body.

"Now that," said Jim. "Is a body built for one thing, and that one thing is fuckin'!"

Keri blushed further.

"One of you pop her cherry?"

They all shook their heads.

"Someone else did it before me," Joey said.

"Pity. I woulda liked to have done that. It occurs to me, that I never told you boys about the birds and the bees," Jim said.

They snickered in response.

"We figured it out, ourselves," Steve said.

"Oh, did you, now? You maybe figured it out wrong. I think I oughta show you."

He began stripping out of his clothes. Within seconds his muscular body was naked, his big, fat cock standing out erect from a thick growth of pubic hair. He pushed down on Keri's shoulder, forcing her to her knees. He stood before her, his hard cock inches from her mouth.

"Now, the mistake a lot of men make, boys, is having 'em suck your cocks like this," he walked around behind Keri, his hands stroking her hair. "Lean back, honey," he ordered.

Keri tilted her head, leaning way back until she could look up the length of her father's body.

"This here is a much better way ta do it," Jim explained, sliding his cockhead against Keri's lips.

She promptly opened them and took it into her mouth, profoundly excited, both at having her own father's cock in her mouth, and at putting on a show for her brothers.

"You see, from this angle, with her head way back like this, she can take my cock right down her throat." He pushed down harder and the cockhead popped into Keri's throat, much to her surprise.

The boys watched in hungry excitement. Keri was turned sideways to them and they could see their father's long cock slide down into her mouth as her back arched and her tits stuck up and out.

"See that?" Jim grunted, pushing his cock all the way into the girl till his balls rested against her nose. "Ya gotta get the proper angle for it." He slid his cock slowly back out of her mouth as the others watched.

"Hell, I throat-fucked Jody!" Mark complained.

"Not like that, you didn't," Jody said.

"Well, it just sort of happened," Mark admitted.

"Don't have to be 'xactly like this," Jim said, pushing his cock down into Keri's throat again. "Could be with her on her hands and knees, just so her head is tilted way back."

He pulled his cock free from Keri's mouth then and pushed the gasping girl forward so she was on her hands and knees. The boys watched her big tits hanging down from her chest with lust. Jody watched them with envy. Jim knelt behind her and stuffed his cock deep into his daughter's fuck-pit.

"Ahhhh… Now the thing to remember here," he said, grunting with effort as he began to screw his daughter energetically, "is to try and keep your prick riding against her clitty."

His hands were on her waist, hauling her back to meet his forward thrusts.

"Ever ass-fucked a girl?" he gasped.

The four brothers shook their heads.

"Well… I better show you how it's done." He pulled his cock out of Keri's fuck-hole and recentered it against her anus. He paused, then pulled it away, pulling Keri to her feet.

"Knees are gettin' sore," he said, moving her over onto the bed. The others got up or moved aside to make room as he put Keri down flat on the bed, with a pillow beneath her belly. He spread her legs far apart, and Keri raised her hands above her and placed them far apart as well, fingers grasping the bedposts.

Jim knelt between her legs as the others gathered around to watch.

"It's important to grease up first," he cautioned. "Course, my cock is all full o' pussy juice so that's okay." He pressed his cockhead against her puckered little hole and began to push.

"Don't go too fast. You got to let them little assholes adjust to your cock. You don't wanna hurt 'em. Now, honey," he turned to Keri, "you just let your asshole go loose. Try and keep your muscles from clamping down on my cock."

"Okay, Daddy," she grunted.

It was slow going, his cock sinking only an inch at a time, stopping for a while several times.

"You call that fuckin'?" Steven demanded at one point.

"I'll fuck her when her asshole's adjusted, you dumb shitheel! I don't want to tear her little asshole open!"

"Seems like a lot of bother," Steve grumbled.

"It's worth it, boy. When you feel that tight little asshole puckering around your dick, you'll think you're in heaven."

"Get on your hands and knees, Jody," Mark ordered, pushing her down on the carpet. He knelt behind her and stuffed his cock back into her pussy, getting it juiced up. He pumped a couple of dozen times as they watched their father sink the last of his cock into a groaning Keri's asshole.

Then Mark pulled out and pushed it against Jody's anus. She grunted and hissed as his cockhead worked its way into her.

"Slowly, boy," Jim ordered. His balls were now pressed firmly into Keri's buttocks as the brunette gasped and whimpered beneath him. He held still for a while, watching as Mark slowly worked his cock into Jody's anus. Every now and then he pulled back just a little, then let his cock sink down again. He began to move his cock in longer and longer strokes as her asshole eased up, and soon he was humping furiously, his cock slicing in and out of Keri's anus with great speed and power. The other boys watched excitedly, in awe of the way Keri's asshole was so tightly closed around their father's cock.

Soon after, Mark began to ram his cock in and out of Jody's asshole. The other guys couldn't wait any longer. Steve knelt in front of Jody and the girl swallowed his cock. He tilted her head back like he had before and shoved his cockhead right down her throat as Mark reamed out her asshole.

Jim rolled over onto his side, his cock still firmly embedded in Keri's rectum. He motioned Jason down in front of her, and the two of them held her leg up as Jason jammed his thick cock-meat into her fuck-hole. Keri groaned and whined at the double fucking, never having had a cock in both her holes like that. Then Joey knelt above her head, tilting her head up and back and plunging his cock into her mouth and, with hardly a pause, down her throat. The father and two sons had made her "airtight"!

The three of them began pumping at once, their cocks working in and out of all three of her holes, assuming a steady pace and pattern that she was to come to recognize with excitement in the days and years ahead. She came, her body shuddering under the triple assault, her mind exploding with lust as the cocks pumped into her.

"See that? See that?" Jim gasped, grinding his cock up into her asshole.

"She's comin', Pa!" Jason gasped.

"Stuff that cock into her, boy! Fuck her hard! We got ourselves a live one, here!"

Jason slammed his cock in and out of Keri's seeping, sizzling little fuck hole as his father rutted into her asshole. The two of them could feel the movements of each other's cock in Keri's belly, and found themselves tremendously excited by that.

"I can feel your cock in her guts, Pa!" Jason groaned.

"You bet, boy. Watch out or we'll tear her apart!"

They started timing their thrusts, slamming into her together, just as Joey pushed his cock down her throat.

Keri came and came and came, going insane with the continuous spasming of her wildly excited body.

Mark and Steve imitated them, rutting their cocks into Jody, fore and aft while the slender girl gargled in amazed ecstacy. Their big cocks pummeled her guts, whipping back and forth inside her and almost blowing off the top of her head with a tremendous cum.

***

Something about their brothers' and father's cocks kept Keri and Jody coming back for more, day after day. They were like junkies who needed their fix to get by. Both of them found it very easy to get addicted to the regular sex they now enjoyed.

They were both fucked a dozen times a day, at least. Both of them were to get used to multiple partners, and learn to love being fucked in the ass and cunt at once. In fact, they both did their best to turn the guys on, parading around the house in g-strings and the skimpiest of see-through nighties, the tiniest of bikinis and the tightest of jeans.

Neither of them ever slept alone now, sometimes sleeping in one of the boys' rooms, sometimes in their dad's, and sometimes with each other.

That was one of the things that turned out to be really popular. Their brothers and their father were always asking them to put on a show for them, and the girls were happy to oblige, stripping and going into a hot sixty-nine as the men watched in awe.

They even installed a hidden camera in Keri's room and had her bring Amy and Lauren over for a hot repeat of their sexual hijinks on the beach. Of course, Jody got involved too, and they watched the four girls fuck like mad, using their hands, mouths, and dildos.

Keri abandoned her wish to go to college. Who needed college with all these glorious cocks to service? How could she go away and leave them? She gloried in her body for the first time ever, revelling in its effect on her brothers and father, on the delights and pleasures the men brought to her.

How stupid she'd been, she often thought, to have waited so long before sampling her family's sexual delights. How stupid to have searched and worked and put up so much effort to date boys when she had such good cock waiting all around the house every day of her life. Now she was truly satisfied, and was sure she always would be.

Jody was happy as well. She stopped acting like a tomboy for the most part. She began dressing in girls' clothing like her father and brothers wanted. She attracted all sorts of attention, but ignored most of it in favor of her family's hot cocks and mouths. Had any family ever been happier than hers? she often wondered.

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The junkyard family

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

PART SIX

PART SEVEN

PART EIGHT