Raped by brother(37)

Thrills chased up and down her spine. She couldn't stop them. His prick slid in and out with long, steady strokes. She could just see Whit from the corner of her eye.

Wendy was between his legs, playing with his prick, sucking at it and jacking it and hefting his balls. Then she took her big soft tits in her hands and licked the nipples and wrapped the flesh tightly around his standing cock and rolled them up and down the stalk.

"Titty-fuck!" she cried. She dipped her head and sucked the head of his prick as it peeped between the mounds of flesh. "Make it shoot, rich boy! Gimme some oyster stew to drink!" She giggled and farted a dollop of sperm from her asshole.

Emmett came over, big and hairy. He held his fat prick to her lips. "Get it hard, twat," he growled. "I'm gonna fuck me some fresh cunt too, just as soon as Harry's finished."

"Aw, Emmett!" Wendy cried.

"You're fuckin' him, aintcha?"

"Just with my tits! It ain't the same, Emmett!"

"Get it hard," he growled again.

She sucked his prick. Whit looked at the monstrously wide and stubby dick. She could barely wrap her lips around it. He shuddered, thinking what pain his sister was going to suffer.

"Hot damn! What a tight twat! God, she's strippin' it!" Harry bellowed. He grabbed Monica's hips and bore against her upturned ass and drove his cock into her cervix and let it explode there.

"Eeeeee!" Monica cried sharply, tears coming to the backs of her eyes. The thing felt as if it were coming out her throat! She felt the powerful blast of sperm at her womb.

She heard Emmett's guttural growl. She felt the long prick be pulled from her pussy. Her lips quivered and sucked, and then they wrapped around a tree trunk.

Her eyes popped open. "God, no!" she cried.

A pole split her middle. She was thankful it was a short pole, at least. Hair covered her butt like a fur blanket. Hard, thrusting jabs made her whole body shake.

She couldn't believe how wide her pussy stretched. It quivered and shuddered, and electric jolts shot through her. She couldn't stop them.

"Ali! Ahhhhh!" she cried, over and over.

"Bitch knows she's gettin' fucked now, by God!" Emmett cackled, banging and jabbing into her spread cunt hole.

"You fuckin' her, I'm gonna fuck him, Emmett," Wendy challenged.

She didn't wait for a response. She climbed into Whit's lap, forcing her meaty thighs around his.

She held her pussy lips open and looked down at her red, dripping hole as she centered it over his prick and sat down.

"Ahhhhh!" she moaned, chewing rapidly on her gum. "How ya like that for hot pussy, rich boy! Ohhhh, yes – jerk around in there and give it a bath, sweetie!"

Monica's head buzzed. Sounds were foggy. But she heard her brother's grating cry of orgasm, and she couldn't contain her own any longer.

Her pussy clamped tightly about the fat prick up it and shivered. "Eeeeeaaaah!" she screamed.

Emmett's big prick hosed into her upturned hole, filling it, making it overflow. Slippery juice boiled from her twat and flooded over the arm of the chair, some of it running up her slanted belly.

The sounds grew fuzzier and dimmer and then stopped altogether, as if she were in a dark, soundproof room.

The door opened. Daylight came through it. She opened her eyes. There was a new stink in her nostrils. She saw that she was on one of the mattresses on the floor.

There was weight on her back, a rhythm thudding against her ass that drove her pelvis into the hard stuffing. Then sensation came dully through her abdomen from her pussy, and she knew there was a hard prick fucking in and out of her twat.

She didn't know whose it was at first. Then she became conscious of the sweat on her asscheeks, as if her butt were covered by a fur blanket.

Her pussy muscles screamed from the stretching she was getting. She heard a guttural growl and felt a firehose blast hot fluid into her body.

People came into the cabin. "Are you fucking her again?" a voice said with a trace of disgust – Deke's voice.

Emmett rolled away from her, pulling his wet prick from her throbbing twat. "Yeah, what of it? It's nice ass. Why don't you try it? Shit, all you fuck is your sister. Goddamn pervert, that's all you are."

Deke stood over them and looked down. He shook his head and made a snort of disgust. "Christ, she isn't even conscious. And you call me a pervert. Notice the pronunciation."

"Fuck yer Goddamn big words. What the hell does my cock care if she's awake? Any action yet?"

"You're in too big a hurry, Emmett. It's been only five hours. We might not pick up the money for a few days yet."

"Shit! That's dumb! Lettin' it sit on that bare island! What if some fuckin' fisherman sees the marker and gets curious and takes off with the money, huh? What if they're watchin' the island?"