"Tied up with sis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vickers Robert)

CHAPTER EIGHT

With a loud tearing noise, Sid ripped off the adhesive tape holding Ron and Melinda together at the waist. The girl screamed in agony while the boy stoically endured the pain. He didn't want to give the man another method to always inflict pain.

"How do you want to do this, Ellen? You want the girl or can I have a turn at Goldilocks?" He licked his lips in obvious anticipation of having Melinda all to himself again.

"Hell, what would I do with a deflated cock? Look how limp the kid is after he fucked his sister."

Ellen reached down and lightly flicked the tip of the teenager's prick with her finger. It flopped loosely.

"Yeah, wouldn't be right. Besides, there's not a hell of a lot I'd want to do with him. So?"

Ellen bounced up and down on the trampoline and started them all soaring into the air. "I got it. How about a daisy chain? That'll give us all a bit of pleasure."

"So who cares about them?" he said.

"True, but we are teaching them a lesson. No reason why they shouldn't get it up close."

"Like the idea of sucking my cock, little girl?" Sid towered over Melinda. He straddled her body, his crotch directly over her face. Bending down a little, he dangled his prick just out of the reach of her lips.

As Ellen bounced a bit harder, his cockhead brushed across the girl's lips. She cringed.

"Don't be like that, my little blonde beauty. You know you really want to suck on it, don't you?"

He bounced up and down on the trampoline so that his cock pressed against her lips a few more times, then he laughed.

"I don't think she really wants it. She probably wants some more of her brother's cock."

"Think Blue Balls, as you called him, is in any shape to put out for her again?"

Ron shook his head as the woman took his prick between her fingers and began rolling it around like a cigar. He might not be able to get another erection right away, but that didn't stop him from feeling what she was doing – and in a perverted way, liking it.

"See, Sid? He likes it. I felt his prick twitch just a little."

"Enough talk. This is getting me hot thinking about it."

Melinda could see that it was. The man's prick was sticking straight up in the air now. He had a boner of monumental proportions. She didn't want that cock shoved between her lips, but knew she wouldn't have much choice in the matter.

"H-how much longer are you two going to keep us here?" she finally asked. Her voice was barely audible.

"As long as we want. This started off as an object lesson for the pair of you. Now…" Ellen let the words trail off significantly.

Melinda knew what the woman meant. She and Ron were prisoners – sex prisoners! – until the two tired of them. What difference did it make if they only raped her once and tortured Ron a little, or if they repeatedly forced them into doing all manner of things?

There was no difference at all that Melinda could see. People were even less likely to believe they'd been repeatedly used sexually than they would if she and Ron only reported one time.

Sid and Ellen had everything going for them. And they had nothing to lose. No one would ever believe two teenagers.

Even if they did, what would she say? That her brother had been forced to bust her cherry? That wouldn't sound too good. And what would she really say about the forced intercourse? Could she honestly say she didn't like it?

No.

She was a prisoner of these two perverts and she would have to do whatever they asked. No matter how bizarre or outrageous, she was trapped. With her hands securely fastened behind her back, the girl was completely at their mercy.

And they had no mercy.

Not for her or her brother.

"Down!" Sid commanded.

She felt her legs being forced apart. Ron's face was shoved against her pussy. She sighed when she realized he wouldn't do anything to her that would be painful. Then she knew what the rest of this little sex package entailed.

She was going to be forced to suck Sid's prick. This wasn't as much to her liking as having her brother's tongue moving slowly all over her sex gash.

Still, it wasn't painful. The only agony she really felt at the moment was from the lack of circulation in her hands. Bent behind her and pinned under her body, her arms had become wooden.

"Please. Could you at least undo my hands?" she pleaded. "I won't try to escape. Honest!"

"NO!" came Ellen's quick denial.

Sid laughed and then told her, "I think you're sexier when you're helpless like that. Your hands stay the way they are. Now, damnit, suck on my cock before I get mad!"

He rested on his side. Lifting one leg exposed his cock fully to her oral attentions. She hesitated for a moment and felt his thick fingers grip the back of her head. With a strength she couldn't hope to fight against, he pulled her head down to his groin.

His cock was pushed between her lips. For a fleeting moment, she had the thought of biting it off. This was quickly erased from her mind by his cold words.

"Don't even think of using your teeth, girl. Unless it's in a sexy way, that is."

The hard hand on the girl's neck convinced her he meant business. He was so strong he could probably break her neck and never strain himself.

She opened her lips a little and took just the plum-tipped end of his cock into her mouth. This was new to her – still. She didn't know what all pleased a man and what didn't. She would have to be careful or he'd get mad at her. There was no telling what he would do if he got really furious.

She carefully ran her tongue around the very end. The way the cock seemed to swell under her light touch convinced her she was doing the right thing. The girl's tongue whirled around the hooded glans until the man was moaning in constant pleasure.

"Damn, but she learns quick. Get your cunt over here for me, Ellen. I want to eat some pussy while Goldilocks is working on my cock."

The teenager saw him reach out and pull Ellen's leg closer to him. He rested his cheek on the inside of her thigh and then began gobbling up her snatch.

Melinda was trying to concentrate on what she was doing. It was difficult for her to keep her mouth on the man's prick. The trampoline was beginning to toss her up and down just a little as they all started writhing in pleasure. With her hands bound behind her back, she had to strain to keep her mouth on his pecker.

She opened her soft, red lips a little wider and took another inch of cock into her mouth. The bucking prick was hot against her tongue. She could feel his heart beating. Each time his cock jerked a little, she knew that another excited beat of his heart had occurred. She swirled her tongue all over the purpled glans.

He began thrusting his hips down toward her face. She took this as a sign that she was doing everything just the way he wanted. The girl was reluctant to admit it but she was enjoying this immensely. The maleness of his cock pleased her. She liked the heavy musk taste. And the more aroused the man became, the better he tasted.

She sucked in her breath when her brother stuffed his tongue all the way up her twat. She had been forgetting about that part of the daisy chain.

He was avidly licking and tonguing her pussy.

She struggled to spread her legs a bit wider for him. This was too good to miss out on! She wanted as much of his mouth on her snatch as she could get!

"Ummm, you taste great, Sis," came the boy's faint words. Then he was back at her sex gash, his tongue never resting.

He started at the vee of her sex lips and worked backwards, slowly, almost agonizingly, until he came to her cunt. His tongue stabbed out. Then he began tongue-fucking her.

She sighed. It was a thick, warm blanket spreading over her loins. She was aroused, but it wasn't the soaring excitement that had been hers when he was fucking her.

The motion of the trampoline added to the mouth love. She could bounce up and down a little and let his tongue move inside her in a way she would never have dreamed possible. At the same time, the cock resting in her mouth moved in at a different angle.

As Melinda began gasping, she heard a distant voice. "Goddamn, look at that kid's tits bounce! Aren't they a sight for sore eyes?"

"Shut up and eat! My poor little pussy's crying out for your mouth and you're talking!"

The girl heard her brother gasp and felt his body stiffen. She guessed that Ellen was really giving him a blow job. She wondered if it was as good as the one she was giving Sid. What would the older woman do, what did she know, about pleasing a man?

The teenager vowed to make certain that Sid couldn't possibly have any complaints.

She cradled his cock with her tongue. Her head moved up and down so that he was face fucking her. She couldn't take his cock very far into her throat. She was no Linda Lovelace.

But she didn't have to swallow him whole. She could give him all the pleasures in different ways. What started her sucking was the thought of how she'd enjoyed sucking her thumb when she was a little girl. Maybe he would get off on that.

He did. In a big way. His entire body tensed. She felt his leg, under her head stiffen. She sucked his prick into her mouth inch by slow inch. The way his cock jerked and kicked around, she knew this was the way of getting his rocks off.

"Go, baby, go!" he called to her.

The taste was better than any gourmet meal could have been.

And then she stiffened. Her entire body was being racked by the now-familiar sensation of orgasm. All the while she had been concentrating on the cock in her mouth, she had been ignoring her brother's mouth on her twat.

He had moved back along her gooey slit, parting the turgid flaps of excited flesh, and then tongue-fucked her. In and out raced his rough, wet tongue until the sexual tensions had built to the breaking point inside her.

He triggered her cum by simply sucking on her clit. He had found the little spire of erectile flesh quivering with anticipation. When his tongue brushed across it, she came.

Continuing to suck on her go-button prolonged her climax until she thought she was going mad.

"Damn, but I thought she'd had a seizure. That brother of hers must really be giving it to her!"

"And here I thought you were going to say it was all your big cock in her sweet little mouth."

"That, too," said the man, laughing.

"Bastard!"

"Yeah, I rode to my parents' wedding on a bicycle. At least, though, my parents got married."

"You are a bastard, Sid. So eat a little faster. My pussy is beginning to believe that bit about you being a real bastard."

"Such a lovely little snatch." Loud, obscene slurping noises came to the young girl's ears then.

She could just barely see the man's tongue groping into the woman's pussy. The sight fascinated her. That was what was happening to her.

Instead of the man's tongue dipping into twat, though, it was her brother's. She realized this was about as close as she would ever come to seeing it.

She studied it and it got her even hotter. The sight of that pink tongue splitting apart the heavy sex lips thrilled her. The man was licking along the puckered ridges and getting rid of all the dewy cunt juice. Then his tongue flashed out, swift as a snake's, and speared deep into the woman's cunt.

The way she jerked, the teenager knew she was really getting off on it in a big way.

Then her body twitched as her brother virtually duplicated the motion. She could feel his tongue roughly moving along the velvety folds of her pussy walls. He was sucking up all her cunt juice. And more than this, he was working hard at getting his tongue as far up her quint as he could.

When he wiggled it deep up her twat, she came.

She clamped down unmercifully on his head. As she relaxed from the rigid muscular release of her cum, she knew she might have deafened him permanently. Her thighs had been fastened firmly on each side of his head.

"Are you okay, Ron darling?"

"Sure."

"Quit talking," ordered Sid. "I want your mouth around my cock, not making wind!"

She obeyed. What else could she do?

Besides, she wanted to. The pleasure she was getting – and giving – was the foremost thing in her young life. She probably would have never gotten such an introduction to sex as she was getting.

The drawbacks were obvious. Her hands were bound. Still, though, even this was sort of sexy in a way that she couldn't understand. Being at the two coaches' command had a strange appeal to it. They were cruel, evil, perverted, yet she was coming to anticipate what they forced her to do.

Nothing she had done to her so far was very bad. She even ended up enjoying a lot of it.

Like sucking Sid's prick.

And having her brother's mouth moving all over her twat.

And seeing what Sid was doing to Ellen's juicy quim.

All of this was an education that couldn't be duplicated in any other way, at any other time.

Bound on the trampoline, she had to enjoy it or go insane. Grooving on everything happening to her was the easiest – and most pleasant – thing she could do.

She started working on his prick again with her mouth. Working around, she managed to get to the base of his prick. There, her agile tongue began stroking slowly across his bush. When she got to his balls, he gave a convulsive shiver and shoved his hips downward toward her face again.

He obviously liked it.

Her tongue looped out and around his balls. Pressing firmly against the hairy sac, she could feel his balls stirring inside. The lead-heavy nuts were bouncing around.

She licked across the surface a few times just to get him to groan again.

Now she held power over the man. She had him by the balls. She sucked his nuts into her mouth and carefully chewed on the pouch. Then she realized he was going to cum. His cock was jerking in a new and different way. It looked like her brother's cock had felt when it was buried so far in her cunt and he'd cum.

The girl hastily abandoned the sac containing his balls and clamped her sucking mouth on the end of his cock.

She was just in time to get the first blast of his hot cum.

The jism smeared itself all over her tongue. She was treated to the salty, tangy taste of his manseed.

The flood continued until she thought she would choke on it. Then, swallowing repeatedly, her mouth was merely coated with his whitewash. All too soon for the sex-hungry girl, the jism was all gone.

She managed to trap a little river of his cum as it dribbled from her mouth. But that was the last of his spunk.

"Good, real good, Goldilocks," he said. "Now I can concentrate on pleasing this little pussy in front of me."

A lewd gobbling noise sounded out. The girl couldn't stand to see what he was doing. Besides, now that she was no longer preoccupied with sucking him off, she could lean back and relax – and let her brother send her off into a wonderland of sex again.

His wet tongue parted her pussy lips, then plunged once into her twat. She was tensed and waiting for the next shot up her cunt.

It didn't come.

He was stringing her out sexually. He was promising, then withholding. She hated him for it while loving him for being so thoughtful. She knew that her next climax would be super.

She could feel the careful way he was building the tensions in her body. He was playing her like a fine musical instrument. Each touch was designed to produce just the right effect. Nothing was out of place.

And he never let her completely forget the feel of his tongue in her quim. Now and then, he'd stuff his tongue in and roll it around, collecting every dewy drop of cunt juice he could find. But then he would pull out and work on other parts of her snatch.

When he left her cunt this time, he slowly slithered back down her perineum. She shuddered as he pressed deep between her asscheeks, searching out her anus.

When he found it, she came. Her body arched and she shrieked out her joy. The bouncing of the trampoline only stuffed her ass closer to his mouth. His tongue entered her softly from behind.

Wiggling around inside her rectum, his tongue was driving her wild. She couldn't control herself any longer.

She began climaxing. One cum right after another gripped her. And all because of his tongue up her asshole!

She couldn't get enough.

When he moved slowly back toward her cunt, she thought the biggest of her orgasms was aver. There wouldn't be a bigger one lurking inside, just waiting for the proper stimulus.

She was wrong.

Her brother knew all the right tricks. His tongue was well educated in eating pussy. He sucked in her pussy lips, then ran his tongue along the trapped ridge in his mouth. She could feel her cunt juices being drawn out between the tight-pressed sex lips. And when his tongue worked eagerly along her sex lips, she couldn't keep the climax bottled up inside her.

She erupted. The top of her head seemed to blast off and her entire body was clutched in the rigid joys of orgasm. Bouncing on the trampoline seemed to give her wings. She soared.

When she came back to reality, she was lying flat on her back gazing down into her brother's loving eyes. His sandy hair was rumpled but he looked happy.

"Good, wasn't it?" he asked.

She didn't have to answer for him to know the full extent of her joy. It wasn't good, it was great!

"I'm glad somebody got off on this. I sure as hell didn't," complained Ellen. "I'm wanting something more from our two little sex slaves. In fact, I want a damn lot more. Hell, I couldn't even get him hard!"

Sid laughed at her. "Maybe your mouth's not as good as hers."

"Maybe not. Let's see."

Melinda almost cried when Sid easily lifted her and dumped her off the trampoline onto the hard gym floor. She didn't land easily.