J. Watson: Sister's Rape Lesson

She didn’t seem to be able to close her eyes as he pulled his shorts down his legs. His already stiff cock sprang up proud and hard. She ran her gaze over it and found her breath becoming short. Surely he couldn’t be planning on sticking that monster in her.

She wasn’t big enough. She didn’t see how any woman could take a thing like that. She could see the heavy hanging balls and she shuddered when she thought of what they were filled with.

“Like to touch it?” he said.

“God no,” she said in disgust.

“You’re a cold one,” he said. “But you’re going to learn. In a couple of weeks you’ll wonder how you ever did without.”

He reached one strong arm around the curve of her buttocks and pulled her to him. Again his face pressed against the inside of her thighs. Again she felt his wet tongue licking her. This time his tongue licked her pussy hairs and the outside of her pussy lips.

“You’ve got to stop,” she said.

He paid no attention to her. He only pressed his face harder against her and his tongue was actually penetrating her cunt. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She had caused good feelings there before by experimenting with her fingers but it had never been anything like this.

“Oh God,” she said. “You have to stop. You really have to stop.”

She didn’t know what would have happened if he had kept it up. She was already feeling things that she couldn’t control. Hot spasms of fire rocked her body. In a moment she would have been begging him to continue, which was what he wanted.

Gary was too hot to go on. He pushed her back and stood up. He wanted her. He wanted to dip his cock into her fiery pussy and he couldn’t wait for her to get warmed up to him.

“Goddamn,” he said. “I’ve got to have you. I’ve got to fuck you.”

He pushed her face-down on his desk. It was a humiliating position for her and she was disgusted by it. She kept telling herself that he didn’t mean to actually do it to her, but then she felt his stiff cock against the insides of her thighs.

“Spread apart your legs, baby,” he said. “You’re going to get fucked like you’ve never been fucked before.”

Perhaps if he’d known she was a virgin he would have been more gentle. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him as she felt his hard rod pressing against the outside of her cunt.

“Oh please don’t,” she begged him. “Please don’t put that thing in me.”

He wasn’t listening. He was pressing his cock hard against her and she felt it tearing through her virgin walls and penetrating her cunt. She felt his hard knob inside her and then the rest of his long shaft entered her cunt.

“Oh Jesusssss,” he moaned. “You’re so tight. I never believed anyone could be so tight.”

He started fucking her. Slowly and rhythmically he would drive his long cock into her cunt and then bring it back out again. Somehow she had expected more. She had expected bells to ring and lots of pain.

There was nothing like that. Only a damned uncomfortable feeling as her tits rubbed against the hard desk. She could feel his heavy balls slapping against her as he entered her pussy.

“Good pussy,” he moaned. “Fucking good pussy!”

She realized be was getting more excited as he began to slam his cock into her more rapidly. She closed her eyes mid waited for the sensation of feeling his cum pour into her.

“Oh Jesusssss,” he moaned. “Oh Jesus Christ! I’m comingggggg! Oh Jesus, I’m COMINGGGGG!”

He placed his hands underneath her legs and pulled her hard against him as he came. She felt his hot cum pouring into her curt in rapid spurts.

“Good pussy,” he said. “Fucking tight pussy.” He fell away from her.

“Come here, Maggie,” he said.

Tracy turned her head and watched her sister drop down obediently on her knees and lick Gary’s cock clean with her tongue and lips.

God, Tracy thought. What have I gotten myself into?

“Here’s your new boss,” Gary Hudson said. “Work hard and you’ll go places.”

Tracy had not known what to expect when she had reported that morning. After the day before, she had expected a fire-breathing monster who would tear her clothes off immediately. Instead her boss was to be a tall, willowy redhead.

“I’m Sonia,” the redhead said. “I’m not really your boss. I’m just a flunky here too. But I’ll show you around and help you get started.”

“Well I’ll leave you two on your own,” Gary said. “And watch out for Sonia, Tracy. She’s a wild one.”

Sonia gave her boss a soft smile. They stood silently until Gary had, left the room. Then Sonia turned and gave Tracy a hug.

“Whew,” Sonia said. “I’m glad the old slave-driver’s gone. He only comes down once or twice a month.”

Tracy took a nervous glance around the room. It was filled with cameras. There was a backdrop with a picture of the ocean with real sand going into a fake beach. There was a beach towel stretched out on the sand. There was nobody else in the room. No cameras. Somehow she had expected cameras. She asked Sonia about it.

“Oh,” Sonia said. “Mostly this is background. The photographer brings a small camera and takes a lot of pictures and then picks out the type the advertisement suits best. Then he does the real work.”

“What exactly do I do?” Tracy asked.

Sonia surveyed her with critical eyes.

“First we get you dressed,” Sonia said. “I have a pretty blue bikini that will suit you fine.”

The bathing suit was even smaller than she expected. The top exposed plenty of her breasts and just barely covered her pink nipples. If the bottom had gone another half-inch lower her blonde pussy hairs would have been exposed.

“Whew,” Sonia whistled as she explored Tracy’s body with her eyes. “You fit a bathing suit nicely. I think they’re going to like these shots.”

She hadn’t known what to expect. What she got was very hard work under bright lights that almost burned. She was positioned in so many ways that she believed her bones were going to break.

There were two men taking pictures and it seemed to Tracy that they took a million. She was glad when one of them finally told her that the last one had been taken.

She found Sonia reading a book in the dressing room.

“Two o’clock,” Sonia said, looking down at her watch. “They’ve really worked you. You look beat.”

“I am beat,” Tracy admitted.

“Poor baby,” Sonia clucked sympathetically. “I know how it is. I modeled for a couple of years before I got this job. I know what will help.”

“You do?” Tracy questioned. “I don’t really think so. I feel as if I’d been run over by a truck.”

“I have something that will help,” Sonia said. Sonia left the room but she returned in just a few minutes. She had a drink in her hand and she held out a red pill to Tracy.

“Take this,” Sonia said.

“What is it?” Tracy asked.

“Just take it,” Sonia said. “Consider it medicine. It’ll take the aches and pains away.”

Tracy took the pill, for she didn’t believe that Sonia would do anything to hurt her. Immediately a warmth began spreading through her body. The pill did make her feel better.

“Now lay down on the massage table,” Sonia said. “I’ll take some of the kinks out of your back and shoulders.”

Tracy was feeling too good to argue. She stretched out on the massage table on her stomach. She felt Sonia’s capable hands rubbing her neck and shoulders. She slowly forgot her aches and pains as Sonia massaged her. She became sleepy and warm.

She didn’t have the strength to protest when Sonia undid the back of her bikini top. She told herself that it was all right because Sonia was a woman. A woman certainly would not have designs on her body.