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CHAPTER THREE

Marcy had the opportunity to make good on her erotic vow the very next night. Her parents were out for the evening and would not be home until very late. Her brother, Fred, had gone out on a date but now, hours later, as Marcy lay in her bed waiting for him to come home, she heard him enter the house, use the bathroom, and then go on into his own bedroom.

Trembling with excitement, Marcy slipped out of bed, tore her nightgown off and nakedly made her way out of her room and toward her brother's.

This was the virgin's big chance to find out first-hand what fucking was all about, and to have her little cherry popped in the process. It was the teenager's big chance and she was about to seize it.

Talking a deep breath, she knocked on her brother's closed bedroom door.

"Who's there? Is that you, Sis?" Fred's deep voice came from inside.

"Yes, Fred, it's me. Can I come in?" Marcy asked shakily.

"Sure, kiddo, come on in," the boy answered.

Marcy entered her brother's bedroom and closed the door behind her, breathing hard with sexual excitement. The light on the bedside table was on, allowing Fred to clearly see his sister in all her naked beauty.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing… coming in here naked?" he demanded angrily.

Marcy smiled and moved toward his bed. She yanked the bedclothes back from her brother's body and gasped when she saw that he was naked, too.

"Well, well, well, you're naked too!" she laughed.

"Yeah, okay, so I'm naked too, but I'm in my own room and I had the decency to cover myself when I knew you wanted to come in here!" he spat.

His tone was still filled with fury, but Marcy noticed that the young boy made no attempt to cover his naked body again, and his eyes kept taking up and down the full length of her body, pausing to stare at her tits and pussy.

"Forget about me being naked, brother dear. I came in here because I need your help," Marcy said softly, smiling affectionately at her big brother.

"What kind of help?" Fred asked as his cock began to harden.

"It's about sex."

"What about sex?" Fred asked, his voice thick and hoarse.

"Well, I've known for a long time now that I don't wanna be a virgin anymore," she began, sitting down on the edge of her brother's bed. "Jesus, Marcy!"

"And, I feel so horny all the time. I really need to be fucked, you know?" she continued, ignoring her brother's shocked exclamation.

"What are you saying! You'd better stop right now!" Fred yelled sternly.

"And then I spied on Mom and Dad fucking in the den last night and…"

"You did what!" Fred shouted, sitting up in bed and gripping his sister by her arm, digging his fingers into her naked flesh painfully. "Yeah, I watched Mom and Dad fucking and it was great! What a turn-on!" she said happily, flashing a grin in her brother's direction as she tried to ignore his fingers clutching at her arm. "But that's not all," she continued, "I watched you and Aunt Laura getting it on the night before she left! Wow, were you two hot!"

"When did you get such a filthy mind? And mouth? Talking about fucking… at your age! And watching people fucking! You had no right to do that, Marcy, no right at all!" Fred growled, gripping her arm even tighter and throwing his legs across hers so she couldn't get away.

Marcy pushed at her brother, tears of pain filling her eyes as she fought to get away from her brother. The young virgin hadn't planned on this reaction from Fred. She had thought that by the time she finished telling him what she wanted, he would be all too happy to fuck her. But she hadn't counted on his anger or on his brute strength as he held her captive.

"Get off of me, you filthy bastard!" Marcy screamed. Her free arm flailed about her, trying to connect with her brother's head and shoulders.

But the young boy only laughed, blacking each of her blows. He grabbed her hands, locking her wrists together with one meaty hand of his own.

His penetrating eyes laughed at her and Marcy fell back against the pillows in a rage of helplessness.

"You gonna be a real good little girl, now?" he asked mockingly.

"I'm not a little girl!" she spat, as angry now as her brother had been only moments before.

"No, I guess not… not if you're spying on people fucking and trying to get some dude to pop your little cherry for you!" Fred said with a cruel laugh.

"I… I'll be good… if you let me go," she said softly.

"Okay, Sis that's better," Fred said as he released her wrists.

Lunging forward, Marcy's hand clenched into a fist and she punched her brother in the balls, making the boy double over with pain.

"Owwwwww! You little lying cunt!" he growled.

Marcy dashed off the bed and scrambled for the door. Still half-doubled over, Fred ran after her. Just as she approached the door and fumbled for the knob, he lunged for her feet, pulling them out from under her.

Marcy hit the carpeted floor with a dull aching thud and she screamed with pain when her elbow struck the edge of the bookcase.

"Owwww! You bastard, you hurt me! Let me go!"

"I hurt you?" Fred yelled. "What do you think you just did to me, you little bitch? And I promise you one thing: I haven't even begun hurting you, you fucking dirty-mouthed whore!"

"You should talk! You talk dirtier than I do," she said tearfully in protest.

"That's different. I'm a guy. And I'm older," he said.

"Bullshit! That's a crock!"

"I don't care what you think, you little bitch!" he growled, trying to bang onto her feet as she tried to scramble away from him.

He grabbed the calves of her legs and grasped them firmly. Pulling her back along the floor, toward him, he slid her between his legs and then he sat down on her thighs.

"Get the fuck off me, you bastard!" she yelled.

"Shut up! You deserve to be punished, Marcy… for spying on our parents… and especially for spying on Aunt Laura and me… we thought we were alone and we had a right to our privacy," Fred said earnestly.

"I know… that's what made it so much fun… you two had no idea I was there, spying on you, watching every move you made," Marcy giggled delightedly.

"You cunt!"

"But I had to watch, Freddy… after all, I had to find out what fucking looked like," she said softly.

"I don't even want to hear that kind of talk from you… it's clitty… and you're too young to be talking about fucking, Marcy!"

"Get off my legs! You're hurting meeeee!" she wailed tearfully.

"I'll let you up if you'll just be good," he said.

She responded by reaching down, gasping his ankle in her hand and scratching it as hard as she could with her long, sharp fingernails.

"You bitch!" the boy howled. "You fucking bitch! Now I'm gonna make you pay!"

He slid her down farther between his legs. When he had a firm grasp on her waist, he climbed off her and pulled her over his naked lap.

"What the… don't you dare even think about spanking me, Fred!" she cried, feeling much more fearful than she sounded.

"Hell, you've got this coming and you know it! Someone has to punish you for spying on Mom and Dad, and on Aunt Laura and me. Shit, Mom and Dad always did spoil you… if Dad had spanked your little ass a long time ago, you wouldn't be doing such filthy things!" Fred growled.

And, with that, the boy's hand went high up in the air and slammed down hard on Marcy's naked, quivering asscheeks, first on the right one, then the left, then the right, then the left. Over and over again, Fred spanked his sister's ass as hard as he could.

"Yeoooowwwww!" Marcy screamed with each stinging spank, trying desperately to pull away from her brother, but he held her firmly around the waist.

The young girl was in tears now. This was much more than anything she had bargained for when she had come into her brother's room to get him to fuck her!

She deliberately tensed her asscheeks, trying to ward off some of the sting from the painful blows. But Fred saw through her right away and he laughed cruelly.

"Go ahead, kiddo, tense your muscles. I'll just wait you out. You'll hafta relax them again and, when you do, I'll spank the shit out of you! So, it's up to you! You want to cooperate now and let me finish punishing you the way you deserve? Or you wanna play games and get it twice as hard later on?" he asked.

Marcy choked back a sob. Her tender asscheeks felt red and hot and stinging. And still, Fred's hand came down again and again, burning the imprint of his large, rough hand into her ass-flesh.

Tears of pain and humiliation began rolling down her beautiful face but, even as she moaned with pain, she felt her little pussy responding excitedly to the savage spanking, sending out a flood of cuntjuice which filled her cunt and trickled down her inner thighs.

She twisted her head to look at her brother. His thick blond curls fell forward on his forehead, his deep eyes burned with a savage intensity, and suddenly Marcy knew that she wanted her brother more than she had ever wanted anything before in her life.

"Please stop… spanking me… Fred," she panted as the boy's hand continued to come down on her ass relentlessly.

"When you apologize… and mean it, that's when I'll stop," the youth responded.

Slap! Slap! More sharp blows rained on her helpless little ass. The heat from the spanks spread deeply from her ass into her cunt.

"Pleeeease! I'm… sorrrryyyy! Please stop!" she sobbed.

Through the pain of the spanking, she felt the wet stickiness of her cuntjuice overflowing from between her bloated cuntlips. Hot rippling contractions shot through her pussy. Her tits tingled, and her nipples grew hard.

Fred reluctantly stopped spanking his little sister. She had apologized and so he was forced to stop. He rested his hand on her red, flaming asscheeks.

Marcy made small choking sounds now, and she trembled all over, feeling more turned on than she had thought possible. Fred stroked her red, naked ass. Then, he turned her over in his lap and looked down into her eyes.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, baby," he said soothingly as he caressed her silken thighs, still holding her on his lap.

The young girl stared at her brother, feeling at a loss for words. She watched the muscles in his jaw working tensely as he carefully took in everything about her face, her hair, her aching naked body.

Fred glanced down at her thighs.

The hot tangy aroma of aroused pussy wafted up into his flared nostrils, and he felt his cock hardening more.

Lying across her brother's lap, Marcy felt his big prick stiffen and poke against her sore ass. Pleased, she cocked her head and grinned up at him.