Raped by brother(39)

"God…" he choked, gritting his teeth.

"Fuck Monica, sweetie. Fuck her until you can't come any more. That'll make up for once with Harry, won't it?"

She reached between his thighs and fondled his prick. She undid his zipper and took it out. She fondled it openly and pursed her lips and sucked it until it was hard.

All this happened right over Monica's head. She could hear the wet sounds. She didn't twitch once while they were discussing their plans.

She wondered what she could do. If she could get her hands free, then she could offer herself to Emmett while they were gone and… But Whit had to be untied too…

She could think of nothing. First of all, she had to get untied.

"Ohhhh," she moaned thickly, pretending to be just coming awake. "Ohhhhh, my wrists – my arms!"

"Well, she's awake," Carla said. "Look there, honey. Now you can fuck her." She held her brother's rigid prick in her hand. "Look what Deke's got for you, sweetie."

"Ohhhhh, my arms…" Monica moaned again. Carla licked her lips. "Honey," she said. "If I be nice to you and untie your hands, will you give my brother a nice, sweet fuck? Will you do that?"

"Oh, yes!" Monica moaned, jumping at the opportunity.

"You're sure, now. He's not like the others, Monica. He hasn't touched you. He's not like that. He has to have the girl be willing and warm. Can you be that way for my sweet brother?"

"Ohhhhh, Carla – I promise!" she cried. She felt her heart pound. "Especially, if you suck my pussy first and get me real hot – like you did in the car."

Deke's prick jerked. Carla saw it. She licked her lips. She was willing to do anything for her brother.

"My, you Sanderhoff's just love my mouth, don't you. All right, Monica. It's a deal."

"And I'll suck yours again while he's fucking me. Oh, God – yes, I'll do that, Carla! I didn't know fucking and sucking could be so wonderful!"

Carla looked at her brother. "There you are, sweetie. Now, you just come and come and get rid of all that tension baffled up inside you."

She worked at the knot. She freed Monica's hands. The blood rushed to the tips of her fingers and tingled painfully. She rolled over onto her back and noticed the way Deke's eyes followed the motion of her tits.

He gazed up and down her body and pushed his pants all the way off. Carla ran her slim hands up and down Monica's body, letting them sweep along her inner thighs and over her mound.

The touch was gentle and warm. It was a delightful change from the ramming and stuffing her pussy had suffered. The fingers dabbled in her pussy lips.

"Ugh!" Carla choked. "I've got to wash that slop out of there first. Emmett's leftovers is the last thing I need."

She got up and went to the sink and worked the pump, soaking a cloth. She started back.

"God-damn!" Emmett blurted. "You mean he's actually gonna fuck somebody besides you? Shit, this I gotta see!"

Carla gave him a cold look. "You keep clear, Emmett."

"How'd you like a fat cock, bitch."

"She wouldn't know what to do with it, honey," Wendy said, her voice thick with jealousy. "But I do! Man, I know what to do with that big prick! Come on, big stud – how 'bout a lotta fuckin'?"

She waddled over and climbed into his lap and sank her twat down over his dick very quickly, before he got any more ideas. She fucked him furiously, until he finally wrapped his arms around her chunky body and chewed on the end of her tit.

Carla returned with the wet cloth and got between Monica's thighs and gently and thoroughly washed her pussy and ass. Then she set it aside and crouched, scooping her hands under Monica's rump and lifting her pussy up and open.

She looked into the hole. "It's not the same, sweetie. It's going to be better this time. I won't have to hold back. I'll be able to fuck my tongue up in there and make you real hot."

"Ohhhhh," Monica groaned, her body twisting.

Oddly, it wasn't fake emotion. Carla was a sensual girl – exciting. Her touch was gentle and thrilling. Monica felt the warm breath on her pussy, and her hips twisted again.

The kiss came, open mouthed and sweet. She felt Carla's tongue flutter into her pussy hole. Then it slid far into her silky tunnel and wriggled there, feeling very good.

"Ohhhhh, yes!" Monica moaned. "That's good! I love it!"

Deke watched. He licked his lips. His prick jerked several times with growing interest. Carla licked all over Monica's crotch, wetting her pussy, making her juices gush forth, making her asshole slippery and pulsing with sensation.

"Ohhhhh, I'm hot now!" she cried.

Carla lifted her face. It shone with moisture. She milled warmly and lovingly at her brother. "You heard, honey," she said. "Come enjoy yourself."